4 comments/ 104738 views/ 11 favorites My Special Maths Teacher Ch. 01 By: lowhangers It was a day to remember. I was in my last year at high school preparing for my university entrance exams, the day before I'd celebrated my eighteenth birthday with a party, I was now experiencing my first hang over and then ..... IT happened. My final class for the day was Special Maths with two other students, the teacher Miss Beverly Hall. The sessions started as normal but I found myself drifting off soon after Miss Hall started an explanation of a complex mathematical theory. 'You don't seem to be keeping up Ken. Do you have a problem?' Before I had a chance to answer one of my classmates, a supposedly good friend said with a laugh 'He's probably still recovering from his birthday celebrations last night'. 'Really' said Miss Hall 'How many years?' 'Eighteen'. 'Oh well I suppose we have to show leniency though now you're a man in the eyes of the law Ken you'll have to learn to take your drink like a man'. Miss Hall returned to the blackboard but then came to sit on the edge of her desk which happened to be in front of where I was sitting. As she continued to give forth on the theory which was the topic of the day, she placed first one foot and then the other on the desk at the front and slowly parted her legs, her skirt riding up nearly to her knees giving me a clear view of her stocking tops and light blue panties cut high up on her thigh. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and quickly looked around to see if my class-mates had seen what I had seen but both were busy scribbling away taking down the words falling from Miss Hall's lips. I however was concentrating on another set of far more interesting lips, albeit covered at the moment. As I watched I noticed that Miss Hall was keeping an eye on the other students and while they continued their note-taking she took the opportunity from time to time to open her legs and flash her pantied crotch. All too quickly, for me anyway, the class came to an end and I got up to follow my class-mates out trying my best to hide the hard-on the sight of Miss Hall's thighs had produced. However just before I reached the door I heard a voice quietly saying 'Wait a minute Ken, I want a word'. I went back to stand beside the desk where she was now seated her eyes at a level close to where my trousers were showing clear signs that all was not quite normal inside. Miss Hall looked, no stared, at the bulge and said 'Happy birthday Ken. But really you have to pay more intention if you're going to get that scholarship you're chasing. Was it just the hangover that kept your mind off your work today or was there something else which aroused your interest?' I noticed she emphasised the word 'aroused' 'Well to tell the truth, you sitting on the desk in front of me distracted me' 'Oh. How was that? What did you see?' 'I'm sorry Miss Hall but I could see up your skirt.' 'How far up?' 'Up past your stockings' 'Did you see my panties?' "Yes' I mumbled. 'What colour were they?' 'Light blue' 'And what were you thinking as you looked at my panties?' 'I'd rather not say. It's embarrassing.' 'Well I think from what I can see,' said Miss Hall looking directly at the bulge in my trousers which just refused to subside, 'I think it's pretty obvious what you were thinking. So if you can't or won't tell me now your homework tonight is to write a detailed description of your thoughts. And I expect it to be open and detailed. I hope you understand what I want. I'm really looking forward to reading your paper.' With that she got up from her desk and walked out leaving me wondering what the hell was going on. After that encounter I couldn't get home quickly enough to take out my swollen cock and jerk off hard and fast to a shattering ejaculation. A second, even more satisfying gush followed. Leaning back, relaxed, in my chair, I began to think about Miss Beverly Hall. She was attractive but not drop-dead gorgeous. Good figure, good sized but by not huge tits, nice legs, big mouth, dark hair cut short, glasses. Age mid thirties, single as was generally understood. She always wore stockings, well at least she had today but perhaps at other times she wore tights. And what stuck in my mind was the smooth expanse of flesh reaching from the top of her stockings up to her high-cut panties. My thoughts reluctantly turned to the task she had set me and I began to think about the approach I would take. She had said 'open and detailed' by which I assumed (hoped) she wanted me to spell out what I was thinking lay behind those panties. But dare I take the risk of putting on paper just what I had pictured in my mind? "What the hell' I thought, 'She obviously wants me to give it to her no-holds barred and I could always deny I had written it.' Without further thought I turned to my computer and after a good hour and several changes I sat back satisfied with what I had produced and which I intended to give to Miss Hall tomorrow. 'The sight of your panties took me by surprise, surprise followed by unimaginable pleasure at seeing what was spread before me. I was delighted to see you wore stockings and not tights and showed slices of smooth inner thigh leading up to you hidden treasures. What these are I can only guess at but let me tell you what I imagine lay behind that thin gusset of nylon. Of one thing I can be sure – there's a cunt between those smooth thighs. But beyond that I have only my imagination to call on. Perhaps it would be best if I described what I'd like it to be. Mind you if I'm wrong, no problem. Whatever it looks like I know I'd love it. First I think of it as hairy, very hairy, long soft dark hair. Then puffy lips hiding a prominent clit, tight fuck hole wet with cunt juice just waiting for a very horny young cock to slide in to the hilt. A slow fuck for a start but as our excitement gathers it becomes faster and harder until we both reach orgasm and then lie still, my cock, still semi-hard, relishing the tightness and the slickness of your fuck tunnel. We kiss and sleep.' As before, our next session with Miss Hall was the last of the day and much to my disappointment she gave me no more attention than she did my classmates. As I left the room I handed her an envelope and simply said "Here's the homework you gave me yesterday'. The following day, the same routine, the same seeming indifference from Miss Hall until just as I was leaving the classroom she slipped an envelope into my hand. Quickly I found a private spot and ripped open the envelope. This is what I read: 'Quite a good description but not completely accurate. Yes my cunt is hairy, hairier than you imagine. The hair spreads from just below my navel round to my arsehole (I do hope you like hairy ones!). I keep it long except around my cunt lips which I like to be exposed. My inner lips are quite long and hang out below the outer ones which you correctly guessed are puffy. I like the feel of my inner lips rubbing against my panties which incidentally I don't always wear. Perhaps if it I'd known it was your birthday I'd have taken them off before giving you a show. Another time if you ask me nicely. Again you're right my clit is prominent and in fact is unusually large. I've seen lots of big ones on the web but none bigger than mine, most smaller. I've always masturbated by stroking my clit, even if I'm using a dildo (I started when I was eleven, 25 years ago) and over the years it's grown to the point where it looks like a small cock. I remember a boy friend many years ago licking it and I went off like a rocket. Unfortunately it's a long time since anyone's gone down on me – perhaps you'll do me the favour some time – soon!. My cunt hole (I like your description better - fuck hole) is quite tight despite my regular use of a dildo. My cunt muscles seem to expand to take it in but snap back when I remove it. I like to think that your cock is thick (I don't mind if it's not overly long but I do like it thick). Do write and give me a detailed description. I can't say my cunt is always wet but I can say it's never dry. It's always at least damp and when I'm feeling horny, which is often I'm happy to say, my cunt juice flows freely. The one thing you didn't mention is smell. God I do hope you like strong smelling cunts as mine is very strong. I usually wash it twice a day but every now and again leave it to 'mature' for a day, sometimes longer. Even after a day I can smell it when I'm dressed. I'm very careful where I go when it's unwashed especially if I've decided not to dry myself after I've pissed, just let the remaining drips soak into my panties (then they get really ripe – I'm sure you'd love to jerk off sniffing them). But I love it when I'm lying in my bed, hot and horny with a rubber cock up my fuck hole (occasionally up my arse hole) gently stroking my swollen clit and the smell rises up and fills my nostrils. After such a session I just have to get up and wash it thoroughly, otherwise it would be just too anti-social. So there you have it. My cunt is hairy, hot, juicy and cock-welcoming. Along with a protruding clit and a smell to die for I believe I have a lot to offer a guy who likes to fuck hard and strong and who likes to get down to the basics. Could you be that guy? I really hope so as I've had visions in my head for months now of you lying on top of me fucking my wet cunt hard and telling me how much you love my smell; or eating me out sucking the cunt juice out of my fuck hole and licking my clit while I come over and over again; or feeling your cock hairs and cum-filled balls against my arse cheeks as you fuck my arse hole doggy style and shoot a load of hot cock juice deep inside my gut. God I hope so much it will happen. I can't wait to hear from you.' My Special Maths Teacher Ch. 02 Chapter O2 (Letters) It was some hours later when I settled back in my chair reading what I had prepared in reply to Bev's amazing letter. "Darling I don't know where to begin. There's just no way I can adequately describe my reaction on reading your letter. To say I was surprised that you matched the tone and no-holds-barred approach of my own doesn't do it. I was just blown away. In my wildest dreams I never expected to read such an explicit description of your 'charms'. Before I'd finished reading the second paragraph my cock was rock hard; by the end of the third it was aching. I read and reread the vivid description of your cunt building up in my mind a multi-coloured picture of what I have christened your 'fuck playground'. I just can't get out of my head, not that I want to, the vision of the mass of cunt hair, your hairy arsehole, your hanging inner lips and bloated clit. And then there was the unexpected bonus – the description of your smelly cunt. I'm afraid I have little knowledge of cunt smells apart from the occasional sniff of my sister's panties when she leaves them in the laundry basket. I can't wait to get my face between your thighs and breathe in your strong personal smell. Please make sure it's 'matured' when I do. As I continued reading my hand moved to my covered prick and seemingly of its own accord was squeezing it sending waves of pleasure through my groin. Then suddenly I realised my balls were sending a message to my brain that they were taking control. I removed my hand but the build-up continued and before I could do anything to prevent it I was spurting into my underpants. I quickly grabbed my pulsating shaft but my attempts to stop the flow only increased the thrill of one of the most fantastic orgasms I have ever experienced. Darling please don't think I'm a quick shooter. When I'm masturbating I sometimes hold off for half an hour or longer bringing it close and then backing off until the pressure in my balls gets too great. When I jerk off this way the first cum shot is so strong it often goes over my head. Mind you the first time we fuck I'm sure I won't be able to hold back for long but I promise you the second and third will take longer. No doubt you'll have a laugh at me hobbling off to the toilets trying to prevent the cum spilling and wetting my trousers. Fortunately I was able to make it without making too big a mess. Drying off my still inflated cock however ruined my underpants and handkerchief which I dumped in a waste bin. Hopefully my mother won't notice the missing items! You asked for a description of my cock so here goes. It's certainly not the longest in the pack, about 61/2 inches (I'd love to say 7 but I'd be lieing if I did). However, and this will make you happy, it's thick. It's unusual in that it doesn't look particularly thick when it's relaxed (which occasionally it is!) but when it hardens a spongy layer wraps around it greatly increasing the thickness. And although I'm circumcised the extra bit pushes up and partly covers my knob so it appears I have a foreskin. Underneath is rock hard I'm pleased to say. The other goody I have to offer is a pair of big balls which no doubt accounts for the copious amounts of cum I produce. Precum as well. Sometimes when I'm masturbating the cock-juice flows so freely it looks like I'm dribbling piss. There's so much more I want to tell you but I'm going to leave it there for now. I'm off to bed to conjure up more visions of you, your cunt and of us fucking. I will of course masturbate thinking of you but even so I expect I'll have a wet dream during the night so will put on a condom to make sure I don't leave any tell-tale signs on the sheets. Goodnight sweet fuck-love". Two days later, following the previous exchange arrangement, I took possession of Bev's second epistle. " Dearest sweet fuck-love (what a wonderful name. I'm already madly in love with you but even if I wasn't I'd be in love with your fuck-tool). The description of your cock was wonderful and I had no difficulty conjuring up a vivid picture in my mind of how it looks. During my porn surfing sessions I've come across (not really!) photos of cocks like yours which look as if the skin covering has swollen and thickened. I never thought there was such a one so near me and can't wait to see it, hold it, taste it, suck the fuck-cream from it and then clamp my cunt muscles around it. Darling the thought of your big balls swollen with fuck-juice got me so horny I just had to strip and stroke myself to a gigantic orgasm. I had my favourite dildo stuck up my cunt (it just slipped in I was so wet) and positioned the head against my cervix imaging it was your rock hard but delightfully spongy cock lodged there. The length of your cock is no problem. 61/2 inches is more than adequate, especially for me. My gyno told me I have a rather protrusive womb and you will have no difficulty reaching its entrance. I've always had thoughts of a cock forcing open the entrance to my womb and the head being clamped there while I jerk it off with my cunt muscles. Can't wait to try it and to feel your cock head explode deep inside me (don't worry, I'll be on the pill). It is so exciting to know that you can produce loads of fuck-cream to pour into my various openings (our first fuck of course just has to be a cunt-fuck. After that you can take your pick of my other holes or just stick with my cunt). So relieved smelly cunts don't turn you off. Yes I'll gladly 'mature' it for you when the time comes but for a starter I thought you might like me to 'work up' a pair of my panties which I'll get to you some way or other. I'm sure they'll add to the enjoyment of your jack-off sessions. Yes I did have a laugh at you cumming in your pants. I had no idea my words would have such an effect. But really delighted I was able to produce such an explosive out(cum)! Before I forget I haven't told you about my tits have I? Well as I think you know they're not the biggest in the pack to use your expression, but they're a very nice handful. What you won't know though is that my nipples are quite long and swell up when they're sucked. The more they grow the more sensitive they become. I'm sure you'll find they're to your liking (or licking! – joke!). Darling I now want to be serious. No I don't want to but I have to. Your scholarship exams are two months away and I want nothing to interfere with your chances of doing well. Like you I want us to be together as soon as possible but we have to wait until your exams are finished and, in fact, until the school year is over. I know this will be difficult for you as it will for me but I assure you the wait will be worthwhile. The day after school closes I promise you we'll be together and then you can fuck me and fuck me and fuck me. And if you still have the strength, you can fuck me again. Meantime we can keep in touch by e-mail. I already know your address so I'll send you a brief message with mine. But darling please don't spend too much time sending me messages. You've now got to get your head down (no not between my legs silly!) and prepare for those exams. If I think for one minute that you're not working hard I'll simply stop messaging you. And now my dear fuck-love I'm off to bed to masturbate while thinking of your gorgeous cock and imagining I'm going to sleep in your arms after a long, hard, wet fuck (or two!)." My Special Maths Teacher Ch. 03 Two months had passed since the brief but highly erotic exchange of letters with my Special Maths teacher, Bev, two very frustrating months. As demanded by Bev, I'd kept to a rigorous programme of study preparing for my scholarship exams, openly encouraged in class by my recently discovered fuck partner (unfortunately all in the mind so far) and privately by her regular Sunday night e-mails spelling out in lurid detail what awaited me provided I did well in my exams. We had agreed I could take a break from study on Sunday nights and concentrate on my cock which often left it raw on Monday morning. The only time my frustration was well and truly relieved during this period followed the receipt of a small parcel from Bev on leaving class one afternoon. I had a pretty good idea what was in it but that didn't ease the sense of anticipation I felt until I arrived home and was able to tear it open in the privacy of my room. Inside the wrapping was a sealed plastic bag which on opening left me in no doubt about the contents. The smell was almost overwhelming. I'd experienced nothing like it before though admittedly my experience was limited to sniffing my sister's used panties and, more recently my mother's, which I discovered were quite a bit stronger. But despite my lack of experience I knew instinctively the smell was Bev's cunt. She'd warned me it was smelly but nothing had prepared me for this gross attack on my olfactory senses. Inside the bag accompanying a pair of white cotton panties was a note which read. 'Dearest fuck-love. As promised here is something special just for you. But before you slip them over your head, which I'm sure you're going to do while you jerk off that lovely cock of yours (soon to be mine I pray), please read this note. My cunt, as I told you is very smelly. I wash it twice a day and change my panties whenever I shower. I normally wear nylon ones as I like the feel of the smoothness against my cunt lips. But on Friday I decided to wear cotton ones as they are more absorbent and I figured would hold the smell better. When I got home, instead of putting them in the laundry basket I put them in the plastic bag I'd bought and put that under my pillow. On Saturday morning my mother, who lives with me, left to spend the weekend with her sister and as soon as she left I took out the already 'ripe' panties and put them back on. I wore them all day Saturday, slept in them Saturday night and only took them off Sunday afternoon when I sealed them in the plastic bag. No doubt you've already put them to your nose and I do hope you weren't turned off by the strong smell. It's almost 100% matured cunt juice with just a touch of piss dribble. Now darling I'll leave you to drink in my smell while you jerk off to what I hope will be a very special orgasm. While you're rubbing that fat cock of yours, close your eyes and imagine your nose is buried deep in my cunt and you're smelling the real thing, my cunt running with my hot juices. Lick the gusset and make it wet – I did that before I packed them so your tongue will be where mine has been. Sexy eh? One more thing darling. I want them back. And returned covered in your dried cum to give me some idea of what you taste like. I'll lick them to get them gooey and then wear them to bed with your sticky cum pressed tight again my open cunt, the lips spread wide imagining that you've just deposited a huge load of your fuck-cream deep inside me and there's so much of it it's running down my crack into my arsehole. Enjoy my love. I can't wait until we're together.' Bev, of course, was right. Before I'd got half way through her note I had her panties draped over my face licking the spot where I reckoned Bev's cunt had been, the smell getting even stronger as I wetly licked her dried juices. I inhaled deeply, I tasted, I jerked my swollen cock even faster and far sooner than I wanted, shot a powerful jet of cum over my head, the second falling on Bev's panties, a third on my chest. My cock continued to convulse and spew several more ropes of cock-cream over my belly and my fist until I collapsed onto my bed exhausted from what had been one of the most fantastic and forceful orgasms I had ever experienced. I must have fallen asleep for a few minutes as I came alert with a start thinking at first it was dark but then realised I still had Bev's panties over my face, the powerful smell of her cunt deep in my nostrils. I also realised I had a big hard-on and without hesitation began to masturbate again bringing myself to another powerful orgasm. God this woman was driving me mad. The following week saw less study done than I knew I had to complete and I reluctantly came to the conclusion that I'd have to return Bev's manky undies even before she asked for them back. There was just no way I could concentrate on my books when with one deep breath of her dried cunt juices mingled with an overtone of stale piss I could transport myself into a world of uninhibited, unending sex. So back they went to my love but with the requested addition of two large loads of cum shot directly into the gusset. A brief message that night from Bev left me in doubt as to how well they were received. Again under pressure from Bev, I got down to serious study once more and when the day of my exams came I felt I was ready and when they were over was fairly confident I had performed well. The understanding was that when my exams finished on the Thursday before the school year ended, I would take the Friday off and turn up on Monday for the final three relaxed days when there would be no formal classes. This would mean however that I probably wouldn't get to see Bev and after a week away on exams I was desperate to set eyes again on the object of my sexual infatuation. Arriving home from the exam centre I sent Bev a brief message saying I just had to see her after such an enforced absence and that I'd be turning up for her class the next day. Later that night I received a reply expressing Bev's delight that I would be returning to school on Friday. She ended with the words 'Do pay close attention in class.' Curious I thought as I usually hung on every word she spoke. 'Welcome back Ken. The exams went well I hope' said Bev as I walked into her class. 'You've just arrived in time for the final session of the year and there's only one topic we have to cover to complete the syllabus.' Bev then directed us to turn to a certain chapter in the designated book and instructed us to read it prior to discussion. Heads went down and I began to read the very dull words I saw before me. Then something, I don't know what, made me look up and I almost choked when I saw Bev had taken up the same position that started me on the wonderful journey of discovery I had begun two months or so ago and which would very soon deliver me to what I was sure would be paradise on earth. Bev was sitting on her table her legs on the desk in front of me the hem of her dress hiked up to knee level. I looked around but saw my classmates were concentrating on their books. I looked back and saw Bev was watching them too. And then it happened. Very slowly Bev opened her legs and as on that wonderful first occasion I could see right up to the top of her legs but with one difference. This time there were no panties and before me was my first glimpse of what I had lusted after for years, a very hairy cunt, slightly open, the inner lips drooping noticeably as Bev had described. Immediately Bev's words came back to me 'Do pay close attention in class'. All too quickly the show was over and Bev moved off her desk to stand in front of the class and start discussing the topic of the day. Fortunately she didn't ask me any questions no doubt guessing correctly that my mind was on other things. Finally the class was over and Bev wished us all the best for our futures. Then she was gone leaving me shaking with disbelief that I'd actually seen a cunt in the flesh and a very hairy one at that. Of course I couldn't get home quickly enough to take out my aching cock and bring myself off not once, but twice, one after the other, and then later as I sat thinking of what was waiting for me, a third time. Much to my disappointment, Bev didn't message me that night and it wasn't until Sunday that I heard from her. 'So pleased you liked my show darling. I thought I'd give you a couple of days to work on your visions of what you intend doing with what you saw. You should have seen your face when you realised my cunt was open to your gaze. Of course I had to keep an eye on the others but that didn't stop me thinking of what I wanted to do next - I wanted to ask you to come up to the front, put your head up my skirt and then lick my juicy hole and achy clit until I had a screaming orgasm. Wouldn't that have given your classmates something to talk about! Now darling, let's talk practicalities. School finishes on Wednesday and as I promised we'll get together the next day for guess what? Yes my darling, glorious uninhibited fucking. As you know my mother lives with me so we have to go somewhere where we can be by ourselves and where no one knows us. What I've decided on is a motel a few k's out of town. I've checked it out and it has everything we need, (ie a big bed). Check in time isn't until 2 in the afternoon which wouldn't give us enough time together so I'm going to check in on Wednesday and get the key. I can then meet you in my car early on Thursday, say 9 and we'll be in our room by 9.30 (and hopefully you'll be in me by 9.31!). I have to be home by 6 but even so we should have enough time to find out what makes each of us tick and, I hope, wear each other out. Let me know if 9 is OK with you and where you'd like me to pick you up. Just can't wait til Thursday sweet fuck-love. Do make sure to bring heavy balls laden with delicious cock juice and fuck cream won't you. I promise though you'll go home with very empty ones!' A quick message from me confirmed 9 was fine for me and gave the pick-up point which I was sure would work for her also. There were now less than four days to the realisation of my sexual dreams. My Special Maths Teacher Ch. 04 F-day finally arrived and I was at the designated meeting place well before the appointed hour waiting anxiously for my fuck-mate to turn up. I'd given careful thought to her plea to bring heavy balls filled with cock-juice and fuck-cream. The problem was though that I just couldn't keep my hands off my cock. Every time I thought about Bev, which was nearly all of the time, my cock swelled up to maximum stand. The result was that I went around with a pretty constant hard-on which I hid as best I could tucked up against my tight underpants. Knowing what Bev would expect from me I decided not to masturbate from my final bout on Tuesday night which meant no release for more than 30 hours, the longest 'dry' period I'd experienced since discovering the delights of playing with my erection as an eleven year old. My one worry was that I might have a wet dream which I did experience from time to time though most nights I went to sleep with fairly drained balls. Much to my relief, when I woke up early on Thursday morning my incredibly hard swollen prick showed no sign of cock-cream though the wet head and shaft showed the cock-juice had been flowing freely. While part of my brain said 'jerk off', another part said 'wait'. To settle the argument I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom to take a cold shower. Thankfully the ache in my balls subsided somewhat although my cock refused to give up any of its stiffness. Somehow I managed to get through dressing, then breakfast, then pretend to read the paper before it was time to set off for my assignation. Time seemed to stand still as I waited but it couldn't have been more than a few minutes before Bev pulled up in her car and reached over to open the door. 'Quick. Get in. God it's good to see you. I've been counting the hours since I saw you last Friday and I've been counting the minutes since I got up this morning.' Bev looked at me, a big smile on her face. She looked wonderful. 'Darling can I kiss you' I managed to blurt out. 'I want you to kiss me so much darling but let's wait. We'll be at the motel soon and then you can kiss me whenever you want and wherever you want.' 'Can I feel you up then.' 'Of course but be careful. I have to keep my mind on the road.' As I reached across Bev hitched up her skirt and spread the leg nearest me. Much to my delight I saw she was not wearing any panties her mass of dark fine pubic hair now prominently displayed. My hand went straight to her slit which drew an immediate response from Bev. Grabbing my wrist she said 'No darling. You have to stop. I just know you'll make me cum and when that happens I tend to lose control. Not clever when you're driving. But you can look at it and give some serious thought to what you're going to do with it when we get to the motel. Why don't you smell it? I haven't washed it since yesterday morning and it's pretty strong. I hope you like it. Tell me what you think.' I quickly bent down to put my face just above Bev's hairy spread and inhaled deeply. The smell of Bev's cunt was overpowering, even stronger, if that was possible, than her soiled panties. 'Like it?' 'God yes. It's so strong. I've never smelt anything like it.' 'Wait til you taste it. It's a bit pissy I'm afraid as I had to go just before I left home and didn't want to wipe it. Now get your head out of my snatch you naughty boy.' Bev said laughingly. 'Darling I'd love you to take your cock out for me but I'm afraid if you did I wouldn't be able to keep my eyes on the road. But I just have to have a little feel.' Bev's hand moved to sit directly on my rigid pole and I heard her let out a little gasp. 'Darling it feels enormous. I can't wait to get my hands around it then my cunt and then my mouth. I do hope you're packing really heavy balls.' I explained to Bev how I had kept my hands off my cock since Tuesday night and told her I was sure she wouldn't be disappointed with the load I was holding for her. Our fuck-chat continued and quite suddenly I realised we had reached our destination. Bev drove the car around the back and parked in front of the room she had booked. Before I could get out Bev was unlocking the door. I followed her in and shut it behind me. Bev came to me and pulled me to her pressing her open lips to mine, licking the insides of my mouth with the tip of her tongue. She pulled away slightly. 'You'll never know how much I've been wanting to do that and I want so much more of your sexy lips. But now darling we have to fuck. Take off your clothes.' I immediately started to strip but Bev beat me to a state of total nudity before I'd discarded the last item of clothing. Without hesitation Bev threw herself on the bed spreading her legs wide displaying her beautiful hairy cunt. Reaching down with one hand she spread her long inner lips with two fingers in a way which left no doubt as to what she wanted. The redness of her open cunt hole simply added to the brazen display before me I moved to the bed and Bev reached for my cock with her free hand. 'Come to me my darling. Put this gorgeous fuck-tool in my aching cunt and fuck me. I don't care how you do it, just fuck me.' As I climbed between Bev's smooth thighs Bev guided my steel-hard cock to the entrance of her cunt hole. I was sure I was leaking cock-juice but it was difficult to tell as Bev's cunt was so wet everything felt slippery. Bev removed her hand and pulled me to her raising her legs and spreading them wider. Our lips met at the very moment I slid my aching cock into her. One long slow push and I was in deep, as deep as I could reach with my straining tool. Bev sighed. 'Oh yes, yes my darling. Don't move. Let me enjoy the wonderful feeling of your cock buried deep inside me. God it fills me so. It feels so fat, it's stretching my cunt almost to the point where it hurts. But what a wonderful hurt. My cunt is tingling and I can't stop the feeling which is already building up through my legs and in my belly. Darling I'm going to cum and want so much for you to cum with me. Ride me dearest, tell me when you're ready to give me your love-cream.' It was impossible to say how long had elapsed since I'd entered Bev's steamy hole but it couldn't have been more than a minute before I felt the ache in my balls increase signalling an imminent ejaculation. 'Darling I can't hold it. I'm going to cum.' Bev wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me even deeper into her if that was at all possible. 'Fuck me hard darling. Ram you cock into me. Fill me with your cock-cream.' Bev was now gasping rather than breathing. Her words were almost unintelligible but grew louder as she moved her legs indicating that she wanted me to move my cock. I pulled back and drove in hard hitting a lump at the end of her tunnel. I repeated the movement Bev becoming even more vocal as I did so. Again I drove in this time producing a shrill cry from my fuck-partner. 'I'm cumming darling. Oh god it's huge. Don't stopppppppppppppppppp!' Bev screamed into my mouth now clamped to hers as I released jet after jet of fuck-cream into her depths, my cock spasming uncontrollably. Our first fuck had been short but had left us both gasping and spent. Bev was the first to speak. 'Stay in me darling. Move on to your side.' I did as instructed with one of Bev's legs spread under me, the other hooked over my thigh.' 'Darling Ken. I've never been fucked like that. It was incredible. I went off like a rocket I was so horny for you. And god you're still as hard as a rock. Does that mean you have another load of fuck cream for me?' 'More than one darling but you're going to have to suffer a longer fuck to get your second load.' 'I promise to suffer but not in silence. I told you I was a noisy cummer and you'll just have to put up with my expressions of joy at what you're doing to me.' 'So let the suffering begin' I teased as I started moving my cock slowly in and out of her sodden cunt.' 'I see you like sloppy seconds darling.' 'Your cunt certainly isn't sloppy darling. It's deliciously tight despite it being filled with that big load I shot up you. I bet if I took my cock out you'd flood the bed.' 'Don't you dare take it out. I expect it be inside me most of the day. Perhaps I'll let you have a little rest later but only when I give you permission.' We kissed again and immediately I felt Bev's cunt muscles squeezing my still rigid shaft. "That's so sexy.' I said. 'Glad you like it young sir. Do you realise you're hitting the neck of my womb in this position. Lift my leg up. Yes like that. Now place your knob against the end and try to open it up.' With some difficulty I located the opening to Bev's womb and pushed against it. Initially nothing seemed to happen but then I began to sense the tip of my cock head was being held. 'Yes that's it. Now try to push it in further and then stay still.' I did as Bev instructed and felt my knob being tightly gripped. I remained still enjoying something very different from my earlier foray into Bev's fuck-hole. We lay locked together kissing deeply and then I began to feel the rhythm of Bev's strong cunt muscles squeezing my shaft; squeeze, pause, squeeze, pause, in regular timing. 'Like it darling?' Bev breathed into my mouth. 'Don't move, just stay stuck deep inside me and let me bring you off. Just think, if I wasn't on the pill you would certainly be about to impregnate me.' No more words were spoken as we continued to kiss passionately. 'Tell me when you're getting close. I don't want you to move so I'm going to rub my clit when you're near so we can cum together. God I've never felt so full, so horny, so fulfilled. Oh darling suck my nipples, please' I bent my lips to Bev's full breast, sucking and nibbling first on one fat teat, then the other. Bev sighed with obvious pleasure. Bev's regular flexing of her cunt muscles continued as I suckled on her swollen nipples my concentration helping resist the urge to drive into her and fuck her in the only way I knew. But somehow she managed to hold me locked inside the neck of her womb as her cunt masturbated me slowly but inevitably to what I knew would be a massive orgasm. "Darling I'm close. I don't think I can hold it much longer.' Bev opened herself as wide as she could and reaching down began to stroke her clit. 'I'm close too darling.' Bev quickened the manipulation of her clit and suddenly cried, almost screamed, 'Yes, do it now'. Bev moaned loudly as I poured forth another load of cum into her this time deep inside her womb. I felt her begin to shudder. This must have gone on for the best part of half a minute and then, quite suddenly, she went limp and for a moment I thought she had fainted. I too was having difficulty coming to grips with reality. We lay locked in each others arms for several minutes and then through a haze I felt her lips softly on mine and then the quietly spoken words. 'Dearest, if I never enfold another man I'll not complain. You've transported me to a level of sexual enjoyment I never realised existed. You are my man.' Bev visibly relaxed and I slowly withdrew from her tight folds, still semi-hard. I too felt so relaxed I quickly drifted off into a deep sleep. I awoke with a start immediately sensing my cock was again hard and was being 'entertained' but not by me. Looking down I saw Bev with her head between my legs my cock wedged firmly between her wide lips. 'That feels wonderful I said. But we have to share. Bring that beautiful piece of sex equipment of yours up here so I can make mad passionate love to it.' Bev giggled but raised her quite firm but by no means skinny body up and positioned her hairy snatch over my face giving me a perfect view of her sexual delights. Reaching down Bev spread her lips wide, her outer ones red and swollen, her hole leaking a combination of my cum and her own juices. The smell was beyond belief, strong, fishy, unique. 'Just look darling. Don't suck it yet. When you've finished feasting your eyes on it I'll turn round and we can 69. Let's see what we can do to each other. I bet I can make you cum first.' I found difficulty taking in Bev's words so mesmerised was I by the sight before me. Masses of fine, dark, curly hair stood out from her pale skin, her gash open, inflamed and sopping, her clit standing firm. 'Enough' said Bev. 'I need your cock again' and with that she spun round leaving me facing a glistening arse hole surrounded by fine dark hair, her gaping cunt slit below. I don't know who made the first move but suddenly we were sucking and licking each other, Bev doing magical things on my cock with her mouth, me bringing forth gasps and cries of pleasure from Bev as I sucked her cunt lips and clit and licked her back hole. The familiar feeling was building up in my balls once again but I was determined I'd make Bev cum before I did. Jamming my nose into her sodden fuck-hole I drew her swollen clit between my lips and sucked hard. Bev moaned. 'Unfair' gasped Bev. 'That's bloody unfair. I'm starting to cum and I haven't got the faintest taste of your fuck cream yet. Oh shit you win. Just don't stop doing what you're doing to my cunt. Fuuuuuuuuuucccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkk!' Bev bucked and screamed as a massive orgasm overtook her. And then she collapsed, her head on my stomach, her cunt awash with her juices jammed against my face. Gently I moved her off me and lifted her up to lie in my arms, her warmth and her softness somehow diverting my thoughts away from my still rigid cock. Despite my continuing state of horniness I gradually drifted off to sleep, Bev cradled in my arms. When I next looked at my watch it was close to two o'clock. We'd both slept the sleep of the contented but now our time was starting to run out. I shook Bev gently and she woke slowly. Her eyes opened and she said very quietly 'Darling, I love you.' She then reached up to place a soft kiss on my lips, a kiss which quickly developed in intensity. At the same I felt her soft hand take hold of my semi-stiff penis which quickly turned into a hard straining cock. 'You know I still haven't tasted your cum. Why don't you bring it up here and let me give it some special treatment.' I raised up and positioned myself on Bev's chest nestling the tip of my cock head against Bev's soft lips. 'Mmmm. You're leaking cock-juice. It tastes delicious.' Murmured Bev as she licked around the head and the tender spot underneath. 'I give you twenty four hours to stop that.' I replied. 'Not that I'd be able to last twenty four minutes.' 'Poor darling. My Kenny's got blue balls. Does he want to put his lovely sexy cock in Bevy's slutty mouth and fuck her face? If he does she won't be able to stop him. She'll just have to swallow whatever he feeds her even if she knows he's going to dump a load of his slimy cock-cream down her throat. You are such a naughty boy.' Bev's words were doing nothing to bolster my resolve to make this blow-job last as long as possible. My cock was now well and truly embedded in Bev's mouth the knob positioned at the entrance of Bev's throat. In an endeavour to prolong the fantastic feelings I remained still but even so Bev's tongue lashings and her sucking actions soon had my balls tingling. 'Darling that's fantastic but you're going to make me cum.' With her mouth stuffed full of cock Bev was in no position to reply but by her continuing oral activities I got the message that was exactly what she wanted. 'Oh shit I can't hold it.' And with a loud cry I erupted burst after burst of my cum shooting into Bev's mouth, some I was sure, down her throat. Bev took it all waiting until the uncontrolled spasming had stopped before gradually drawing back to release my still hard cum-coated cock. For a moment Bev studied it and then took it gently in her hand licking it as a child licks a lollipop. 'You taste wonderful. Ever since I licked the spot in my panties where you'd shot a load of cum I've wanted to taste the real thing and now I have. I love it and am sure I could quickly become a cum-slut. Your cum-slut of course.' I moved down beside Bev and we cuddled, kissed and nibbled each other. Again we fell asleep. It was just after four when I next woke and realised my wonderful day with Bev would soon come to an end. I lent and kissed Bev's soft lips. 'I'm awake darling.' Said Bev. 'What time is it?' 'Just after four.' I replied. 'Oh darling our time has almost gone. You've given me the most wonderful sex today and I want a lot more of it in the future. We still have an hour left though and what I want before we have to part is for you to make love to me. You are so special to me darling and I just want to lie back and enjoy you deep inside me. Please darling Kenny, love me.' 'Dearest Bev. If I could only tell you how much I love you but I can't find enough words. Being with you is the most important thing in the world to me and I want to show you how much I mean that.' Slowly I moved between Bev's raised legs which she spread wide, the soles of her feet resting on the backs of my legs, allowing me unrestricted entry to her liquid hole. As our pubes touched I felt Bev's cunt muscles grasp my straining cock. Neither of us spoke as I leant to kiss her moist soft lips. The next half hour I spent making gentle love to Bev, moving slowly inside her, each of us teasing the other with our movements and our words. Sex as such, was forgotten. Now our thoughts were only of each other and the pleasure we could give rather than receive. Inevitably the time cam where our passions rose and the focus changed to bringing each other to a mutual peak and a mutual release. Not easy, particularly for a novice like me but the feeling between us was so strong that to my great joy and relief I felt Bev stiffen and cry into my mouth just as I released a blast of cum deep inside her. Only one I was pretty certain as although my cock continued to convulse inside Bev's delightful hole I was sure my balls were now empty. Four loads in the space of some six hours had finally managed to drain them. As we lay together, in a drowsy state of contentment few words were uttered. We both were happy to think our own thoughts while we shared the closeness of each other's bodies. Finally the time came when Bev uttered the words I didn't want to hear. 'We have to go darling. But let's shower first. We must reek of sex.' We rose and showered together playfully soaping each other, happy just to be with one another, our sexual fires at last extinguished. Dressing silently we left the room and began the drive back to reality. Bev was the first to speak 'Darling there's no point in talking about what happened to day. We both know it was something very special. But we have to talk about the future. We've both got the next two months free though you've told me you've got a part time job. If I had my way I'd see you every day but that's not practical. What I'm going to suggest is we set aside say every Wednesday to meet and have a repeat performance. Then you'll be off to university and I'll be back to teaching. Of course we'll continue to see each other from time to time but the most important thing is that nothing must be allowed to interfere with your studies. I want you to get a good degree and if at times I seem detached, even disinterested, it's only because I have your best interests at heart. I do hope you understand.' I said nothing, preferring to concentrate on the immediate future when I knew there would be regular assignations with my highly sexed lover. And so the last year of my schooling ended, my first year of university opening on a similar note but proceeding at a pace set by Bev. At times I was frustrated by her seeming indifference, beset with doubts about her commitment, doubts which she always managed to dispel as soon as her lips touched mine at our next meeting. Somehow, with Bev's guidance and iron resolve, I managed to get through the year with exams successfully behind me and an undiminished thirst for Bev and her body. We both knew however that our joy at being able once again to relax in each other's arms without care or concern was to be short lived.