Steve Golden - Teacher with spunk

Paula Hale blushed as she leaned over to pour a glass of wine. Her dress was cut so low that her tits were damn near popping out of it. She was sure her nipples would poke free any second. She straightened up quickly and glanced at her husband Gerald. Then she stole a look at their dinner guest Hal Jenkins.

"You'll have to excuse me, Hal," she said. "My husband insisted I wear this dress tonight. I think he likes to show me off."

"Of course I do!" Gerald grinned. "I believe if a woman has a beautiful body, she should display it. Don't you agree, Hal?"

"Absolutely," Hal said. But he shifted a little nervously in his chair. The sight of her huge tits was obviously having an effect on him.

Again Paula blushed. She was a shy person by nature and it wasn't easy for her parading about nearly topless in from of a strange man. Especially when the man in question was so good-looking. Hal was an old friend of her husband's, but she was meeting him for the first time tonight. Tomorrow he would start teaching in the school where she and Gerald worked. She wondered how she would be able to face him after this evening.

"Paula's so modest about her figure," Gerald went on, glancing at Hal across the dinner table. "She's shaped perfectly, and she's shy about it. Isn't that silly?"

Paula's fingers tightened around the neck of the wine battle. She wasn't sure whether to run from the room in embarrassment or pitch the bottle at her husband's head. Instead she handed it to him and told him to go open another one. Then she sat down and tried to change the topic of conversation.

She asked Hal about his previous teaching experience and how he was looking forward to working in a new school. He answered her politely, but it was obvious he had other things on his mind. He couldn't seem to keep his eyes off the creamy swells of her tits.

Gerald was gone from the room less than two minutes. When he returned he waved the empty wine bottle about and said there was no more in the house. He would pop down to the store for another couple of bottles, if that was okay. Could the two of them entertain each other while he was away?

Paula stared at her husband in disbelief. She was speechless. All evening he'd been stressing how lonely his old friend Hal was, how upset over his recent divorce. He kept urging her to be extra nice to the poor guy, especially now, when he was about to start a new teaching job. Now, with the evening half over, he was leaving the two of them alone. He couldn't have been more obvious without asking her to fuck his friend outright.

Gerald didn't give her any more time to react. He turned on his heel and left the room. Then the back door slammed and there was the sound of the car starting in the driveway. Suddenly the house was very quiet and Paula found herself gazing across the table at Hal. Her feelings were suddenly very confused.

"I think your husband wants us to have sex together," Hal said standing up. He moved round the table till he was right in front of her.

"I think so too," she muttered. "And I can't believe it. Why should he encourage a thing like that?"

"I don't know, but I think it's a great idea. Why don't we take him up on the offer?"

Without waiting for a reply, Hal unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. It was half hard already, and he wave it about in front of her. Then he quickly pushed his slacks and shorts to his knees. He stepped closer, till his cock was less than a foot from her.

"My God, Hal, put that away! What are you doing?" she gasped. She reached out to push him away, but he refused to budge. Her hand was clasped to his naked thigh.

"What's the matter? Your husband just wants you to have a little fun," he said. He pumped his cock in his fist and it grew thicker and longer.

"But this is crazy? I don't believe this is happening! I'm a married woman and I barely know you!"

"You soon will know are," he grunted. He gripped her hand and folded her fingers over his growing prick.

Paula was in a daze. Her head was reeling. She wanted to get up from her chair and run from the room, but she was too light-headed to move. She gazed into his crotch and as amazed to see her fingers locked around his big cock. What amazed her even more was that she couldn't seem to let the hard prick go. She was holding on to it as if it were a lifeline.

"Hal? I can't do this. It isn't right," she protested.

But her fingers stayed locked around his prick. And he kept his hand over hers and started her pumping up and down on the shaft.

"Just jerk me off, okay?" he groaned. "That's all I ask. Jerk me off all over those big beautiful tits of yours. It won't take long. My balls are already creaming."

His cock was growing huge in her hand. She could feel it throbbing. She gazed at it as if it weren't her fist curled around the shaft at all, but someone else's. Then she glanced up into his face.

"I've never done anything like this before. In five years of marriage, nothing like this has ever happened."

"Sometimes people need a little sex on the side," he hissed. "They get a bit bored with each other."

He gently removed his hand from hers, and to his amazement she went right on squeezing his cock and jerking him off. Her fist was pumping his cock quite willingly. He took a chance and slipped the strap of her dress off her shoulder. One gorgeous swollen tit came into view.

Either she didn't notice what he'd done or she didn't mind. She went on shucking his prick up and down. She didn't seem aware that one of her tits was on display. He eased the second shoulder strap down and suddenly both tits were in the open. Her dress was folded uselessly around her waist.

"You have beautiful tits!" he gasped, reaching down to cup them. "I've never seen such big, firm tits! And the nipples are so long and hard!"

She glanced down, appearing to notice her nakedness for the first time. She didn't protest. Her fist continued to jack up and down on his cock. His hands roamed everywhere on her bare tits. He massaged them, digging his fingers, into the firm flesh. He rolled his thumbs over her stubby nipples and the soft pads of her areolas.

"I want to fuck them!" he moaned. "I want to fuck your big bouncy tits! Let go of my cock a second?"

Paula went right on jerking his prick as if she hadn't heard him. He was forced to clamp his hand over hers to stop her. He pried her fingers loose and leaned low over her. He laid his prick up along her cleavage and pressed both her tits over it.

"Let me fuck your tits," he said. "Press them hard over my cock, like this."

He was gripping her hands again, showing her what he wanted. And again she didn't complain. She gazed down, willing to cooperate. Soon he was humping his cock up and down in her cleavage and she was forcing her tits together for him. She watched his cockhead appear again and again from between her quivering tits.

"Fuck, this feels great!" he wheezed. "So good to be fucking a pair of big bouncing tits!"

He was humping himself up and down, driving his cock along the furrow between her tits. One of her nipples was bent inward, and it scraped along the length of his prick like a chunk of rock. His balls were mashed against her rib cage. He could feel them trembling already.

"This is crazy. What if Gerald walks in?" she panted.

"He won't mind. He wanted something like this to happen between us," Hal soothed. But deep down he too wondered what would happen if they were interrupted.

"I can't believe I'm doing this. It's so dirty!" Paula said. She was still pressing her tits hard over his cock. The shaft felt like a steel bar in her cleavage.

It had all happened so fast, she thought. One minute she was enjoying a quiet dinner with her husband and his old friend. The next minute her husband was gone and she was getting tit fucked. Had the wine affected her that much? She didn't think so. She couldn't figure it out.