A Help From Arnold's Teacher

The teacher knew her pussy would have to be very wet if she were to accommodate his monster cock.

"Mmm, Arnold, lick your teacher's pussy" Francess purred.

Arnold was surprised at her request. He stopped for a moment, not expecting to go this far with a member of the school staff "I don't know, Miss Francess. It doesn't seem right." Arnold told his gorgeous Phys. Ed. instructor, still staring at her spit-slick aerobic zed ass globes.

A frustrated Francess Jones looked back at him over her shoulder, increasingly agitated by her student's reluctance.

"Listen, Arnold. it wasn't right that I helped relieve that big boy between your legs, but I was compassionate and humane enough to put the teacher's handbook aside and offer my help. The least you could do for your poor teacher is help relieve some of the pent-up passion dealing with that monster cock has created!" Her voice was thick with lust as she spoke to him.

"Yes, ma'am. You're right, ma'am," Arnold droned, watching as the split peach of his teacher's bared pussy winked at him as she shifted her weight from foot to foot, anxious for his touch and hopefully, his big cock.

He leaned between the inverted veer of his teacher's beautifully hewn legs, sticking his tongue out for a few tentative laps at the pulpy wet meat displayed before him.

Arnold smiled as he found he liked the taste, and began to more eagerly lap at the slowly unfolding lips of his instructor's pussy.

Francess Jones smiled widely when she felt his tongue slowly gather momentum, picking up speed and pushing deeper. She slid her own hand between her legs and diddled her clit just before his lapping tongue.

Then, just as Arnold was getting into the idea of eating his gorgeous gym teacher, she shouted back to him once again.

"Arnold, stop! Please stop!"

Arnold obediently did, unsure why.

"Fuck me, arnold. Let me be the first to feel that monster of yours!" His conscience got the better of him and Arnold began to back away from his very beautiful, and very married, instructor.

"Please, Mrs. Francess, I can't!" pleaded the lanky lad, practically in tears. "You're a married woman! And I promised my parents I would remain a virgin until I married!"

Francess Jones swung around to face her well-hung pupil, denuding herself of the last of her clothes. Her incredibly athletic body was on great display now before the smitten student. He couldn't help but feel his cock swell as he stared at the wild-eyed woman, no matter how much he protested her request.

Francess stepped towards him, drawing a hand to her face to pull her long curly locks out of her eyes. Her other hand dropped down to grasp his pulsing cock as her student's exit was stopped by a desk.

"Listen, Arnold!" Francess growled, looking like a mad woman. "It's not nice to be a pussy tease. If you are going to turn a woman on like you have done to me with this big cock, you need to follow through to the inevitable conclusion!" She shoved Arnold, knocking him to his back on the desktop. "Now lay back and let me enjoy the ride!" she ordered as she climbed up on the desk and slowly skewered herself down on the student's up thrust dick.

KNOCK KNOCK

The couple both turned to the loud rapping on the frosted glass of the wooden door. Francess Jones could tell by the silhouette on the frosted glass of the door that it was the school janitor, making his late day rounds. She could see the little black man in his cap, as well as the broom and mop handles sticking out of the cleaning cart he usually had with him. She tried to regain her composure before she addressed the dear man through the door. It was difficult to keep her voice from cracking with most of a thirteen inch cock imbedded between her legs.

"Uh, Mr. Johnson, could you come back a little later? I'm in the middle of some special needs tutoring and don't really want to be disturbed." Francess glanced to the private school student as she spoke. He looked a little odd underneath her, still dressed in his school uniform, the tie with the school colors loosened around his neck. The only thing really out of place was the tremendous-sized dick sticking from the opened front of his dress slacks.

"Sure thing, Mrs. Francess!" he responded with a happy tone. "Have a good day!" he said as he began to whistle.

Francess smiled, and heaved a sigh of relief when she heard the squeaky wheels of the janitor's cart fade down the school's hallway.

"Special needs!?!" asked Arnold, a little annoyed at her reference.

"Yes, Arnold!" she replied in a sultry voice, leaning forward to stroke the eighteen-year-old face. "I really need to get fucked by this special cock of yours!" Francess purred, grasping the cock root that stuck out between her legs and squeezing it the way her pussy walls were squeezing the rest of the lad's huge pecker.

"Ohhh!" he groaned in some sort of response as he felt the warmth of her body keep his cock in it's tight grip. Arnold lay on his back on his Phys. Ed. teacher's desk as she began to hump up and down on his tent pole of a cock. He stared, mesmerized, at the beautiful brunette naked on top of him. He watched as her tanned tits bounced gently atop her ribcage as she looked at him wantonly.

"Oh, fuck, Arnold! You shouldn't have waited so long to bestow your wonderful cock on womankind!" she rasped at him as she stared at her student through a forest of thick eyelashes, her eyes mere slits. "I've never felt anything so wonderful!" she praised, bringing her hands to the bouncing cones of flesh on her chest. She tugged at the already distended nipples, adding to her stimulation. "It just fills me so full inside, touches every nerve!" she raved, writhing even more atop the lad as her passion built.

"Please calm down, Mrs. Francess!" Arnold pleaded. "If you don't, I'm going to shoot inside you!"

The over-stimulated instructor was oblivious to what her student was trying to tell her and ground her ass even more on Arnold's crotch. What she wasn't expecting was the pinch her swollen and distended clit received from the zipper tab of Arnold's opened slacks.

"AIEEEEE!" she shrieked as the sharp pain to her sensitive sex sent her into climax.
Her pussy sheath squeezed like a vise around the eighteen-year-old freakish cock.

Arnold was about to panic at her scream when he felt her pussy meat wring his cock length hard. He was about to scream in orgasm himself when his mouth was covered by his teacher's. His eyes widened when he felt her tongue push deep into his mouth as she kiss him passionately. He didn't know what to do next as his seed spewed into her cauldron of a pussy. Arnold couldn't believe the passion with which this sexy older woman was kissing and caressing him as he continued to shoot his seed inside her. Her hands were all over him, feeling his lanky, youthful body as she continued to hump herself on top of him, desperate to wring every last drop of sperm from his swollen balls.

The inexperienced eighteen-year-old didn't know what to do in the hands of this wanton woman. As he lay, prone on his back on his teacher's desk, his arms flailed around. He didn't know what to do next. Arnold finally settled his big hands on the naked flanks of his tutor and softly caressed her as his hips continued to jab up into the woman reflexively.

A jingling of keys caught the lad's attention and he turned his head to the now cracked-open door. The janitor stood there, his old eyes wide, his mouth dropped open. Mrs. Francess' shriek of passion must have brought him back to see what was wrong. The custodian's chained keys were still in the doorknob's keyhole as he gasped for words.

The passion-crazed Phys. Ed. teacher was oblivious to the intrusion as she arched herself back up, mauling her big round tits as she growled to him. "You are the best, lover!"

Arnold's eyes were still locked to those of the janitor, though, as he pumped Francess Jones with the last of his seed. He wondered what the old man would do. Arnold turned back to the naked teacher riding the last of his hard, not wanting Francess Jones to realize she was being watched by the school janitor. The lad shook like a leaf on top of his Phys. Ed. teacher's desk, both from the tremendous orgasm she had caused and the fear of what the old man might do about the situation he had discovered.

The tall lad continued to watch the old man out of the corner of his eye as Fracess continued to mewl in contentment atop his thick cock, rubbing her nipples between her fingers as she lolled her head back on her shoulders.

The white-haired old man seemed to be savoring the sight of one of the sexiest teachers in the school naked before him. Apparently satisfied that there wasn't anything going on that Mrs. Francess didn't want to be going on, the janitor smiled at Arnold, flashing an upraised thumb in his direction before he silently relocked the door.

The relieved student couldn't help but turn his head in the old man's direction and chuckle lightly. His worries seemed to be unfounded.

The man had left just in time, for Francess turned her head in the direction he had been looking, and asked, pinching his cheek, "What's so funny, mister?"

"Oh, nothing, Mi...Francess," Arnold corrected himself. "I've just never felt so happy!" he admitted with a big smile.

"Well, starting tomorrow, you're going to be even happier!" Francess Jones purred before she knelt forward to give him a wet kiss. "Why, Francess?" asked Arnold, all sweaty and confused as he still lay on his back in his disheveled private school uniform. "What is going to happen tomorrow?" he continued to ask as the gorgeous brunette finally swung her long athletic legs to the classroom floor and got to her feet.

Francess Jones smiled at the prone lad, standing above his head as she leaned over to wipe the sweaty hair off his forehead.

"Tomorrow, Arnold, is going to be the first day of the rest of your sexual life!" she purred ever so sweetly to him. "You will come here every day after school and I will continue to tutor you in the ways of pleasuring a woman. You've certainly got the equipment and the basic skills, you just need someone more experienced to continue to mould you."
Arnold watched his Phys. Ed. teacher redress herself, viewing her upside-down as he lay there astonished at what she had just told him. His mouth opened and closed, but no words were able to form.

He finally found the strength to right himself atop the desk. He straightened his clothes, tucked his long, but softening, cock back into his slacks as he watched the woman, now back in her second-skin sports bra and leggings, find a tablet and begin to scribble something on it.

She turned to face him as he stood before her desk once again, back in the familiar role of student.

"Here is your hall pass to come here," Francess said, her arm outstretched, the paper dangling from her fingertips, waiting for him to grab it. Arnold looked at the now-satisfied woman as she leaned over the desk towards him, the pink hall pass with her signature in her outstretched hand. He looked to her, to the paper, and back to the beautiful brunette again as she brushed a long lock of tousled hair away from the glowing skin of her face.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Francess, but like I said, it's just not right for me to continue to have sex with you. You are married, and my parents would disown me if they found out I was having pre-marital sex, especially with a faculty member of the school they have worked so hard to send me to!" Arnold finally responded, backing away slowly from the teacher's desk, seeing a slow burn come across her once radiant features. He didn't want to upset the fiery woman.

"I mean, I.. really appreciate you helping me out with my.. problem and showing me what a woman likes.." Arnold stammered, hoping to temper the Phys. Ed. teacher's anger with his sincere words. "..But I never thought it would lead to this."

Arnold turned quickly away, going back to his desk to pick up his backpack. He hoped the lack of screaming or cajoling was a sign that the wanton tutor had accepted his decision. Then he head down, and back to his house…