Joey sat in his English Comp class fantasizing, as always, about Professor Debbie Golden, his hot 48 year old teacher. Their relationship was cordial, not even yet friendly, and without the same sexual tension for her that Joey felt everytime he was merely in her immediate presence. You see, Debbie Golden was HOT! At 5'7" tall, she "carried" a chest that measured 34DD with a small waist, long legs, and curly brunette hair. And...she was really pretty - clear, creamy skin and translucent blue eyes. For her age, she was a knockout. For ANY age, she was a knockout. Oh what Joey would do with her if they were alone. And he knew she'd enjoy it. Joey was no slouch in the physical attribute department either. He was 6' tall and 180 lbs of lean muscle. He spent a lot of time at the gym, where he learned that his real edge was what he was packing between his legs. Joey was hung like a young stallion. He limp cock hung down about 6" (bigger than many of his friends' average hard cocks) with a huge sac of balls that hung down an inch or two below that. When his cock got hard, it was nearly 9" long with a girth of over 6". Veiny and uncircumcised, his cock was "one of a kind" in his social group. While he was proud of his endowment, he was relatively inexperienced for a 20 year old. He had just broken up with his girlfriend of four years...four years of an exclusive relationship. It seemed that word of his physical attributes had leaked out, because the girls in his social group were always making lewd comments and sneaking glances at the prominent bulge that always seemed to be lurking in his tight jeans. One night at a drunken party, they almost got him to "whip" it out, but he stopped short of doing that. All the girls went home extremely wet that night thinking about his big dick. This particular morning, as class ended, Professor Golden approached Joey with a friendly request. Her car was in the shop and her husband had dropped her off at school. Rather than grab a cab home (she didn't have another class until that evening and lived about 5 miles from campus), she was hoping to get a student to give her a ride. Joey, as it turned out, was that lucky student. Fortunately for him, he too had no classes until later that day and he lived in the same general direction as Mrs. Golden. Off they went. The conversation on the ride home was friendly and non-descript. However, one thing was clear. Debbie Golden, who had never spent very much time in close contact with Joey, kind of glanced at him as he was driving and noticed the large bulge in his jeans, something she was noticing for the very first time. While happily married to her husband of 25 years, her sex life was only so-so. Her spouse, Barry, was an uptight lover of reasonably "small dimensions" and she was left wanting most of the time after their somewhat infrequent sexual encounters. Had Joey known, he would have been shocked. How could anyone NOT be constantly turned on by her. As they worked their way through some traffic congestion, there was also congestion in Debbie's throat, chest, and groin. She couldn't help but steal constant glances at Joey's crotch and she was becoming moist at the thought of what he was packing. While she had been faithful to Barry, she had more than once pleasured herself to the thought of a large hard cock plunging deep into her pussy. Her glances at Joey focused her on those urges, because she surmised he had that large, stallion-like dick that had become the mainstay of her fantasy life. By the time Joey pulled into her driveway, her mouth was dry and her crotch was drenched. Should she invite him in? Hell, why not. Nothing had to happen and he was pretty good company. And, if he stayed for another 10 minutes, she would really be ready to work herself over with her fingers and perhaps with one of her toys...toys she had to hide from Barry along with her personal stash of porn movies. At the invitation to have a glass of lemonade, Joey found himself following her into her modest, but nicely appointed bungalow. Debbie found herself asking discrete, but pointed questions about Joey's private life and was delighted to learn that he was currently "single." She wasn't sure why, but she liked the fact that he was unattached. After the requisite 10 minutes, Joey left to return to his car. As he sat in the car wondering about this strange encounter with Professor Golden - her request for a ride, her friendliness, and her gentle probing into his private life, he tried to put it all together. He sat there daydreaming for a good 10 minutes. While he sat in the driveway, Debbie found her way to her first floor master bedroom and quickly removed her clothing, got out her favorite 7" dildo with the big veins, and put on her favorite movie, the one with the well hung young man piledriving his sexy girlfriend as she ate her friend's pussy. As this was unfolding, Joey decided to go back into the house to use the phone. He had left his cell phone at home and needed to contact a friend about that afternoon's plans. He rapped a cursory knock on the front door (after all, he had just left) and opened it to find no one in the living room. Calling out Debbie's name, he started exploring the house. Then he heard the moaning from the bedroom. He quietly walked down the hall and saw the bedroom door slightly ajar and couldn't believe his eyes. There on the bed, with a fake cock buried in her pussy was his Comp teacher watching a porn movie. He was both in shock and now in heat. Debbie sensed his presence and glanced in his direction, quickly covering up, clearly embarrassed. Her groans of pleasure were replaced by groans of shock. She asked Joey to come into her room. Before she could say anything, Joey surprised himself by taking the offensive. He assured her that he would be discrete, but also assured her that what he saw was beautiful. That made her more relaxed. As she relaxed, she became emboldened. "You really like what you saw", she asked. "I've never seen a more beautiful body," replied Joey. "And I'd like to see it again." With that Debbie Golden put behind her 25 years of sexual repression and slowly stood up, naked for the first time before someone besides her husband. Joey stared and stared. Her big breasts were amazing. Slightly saggy, but still full, they were topped by silver dollar sized brown areolas and prominent eraser nipples. Her flaring hips were full and firm. At her crotch, he noticed a narrow strip of thick hair, indicating that she trimmed, but that her bush, if left unattended, would be very full. He could also see her pussy lips hanging down and her juice escaping down her thighs. Joey was turned on, panting heavily. But he wasn't as turned on as his teacher. She involuntarily was rubbing her breasts with one hand as she massaged her pussy with the other - not even aware of her actions. "Take off your clothes," she said. "You can see what I have and I want to see your beautiful body." "I will, but you're the one who's beautiful. I've never seen a body as exciting as yours." With that, Debbie shivered with longing and excitement. Joey walked over to her and took off his t-shirt, shoes, socks, and jeans. He was standing before her in his jockey shorts, bulging in a way that she could hardly comprehend. He looked her in the eye and said, "I want you to finish undressing me." She groaned at the thought that she was going to see his huge endowment and almost came. She knelt before him and licked her lips involuntarily, knowing she was about to experience a huge dick for the first time. She grabbed his waist band and worked his jockeys over his bulge. "Oh my God!", she almost screamed as she encountered his enormous cock. She had never seen a dick this size, even in her movies. And those balls. "You're magnificent. I've never seen anything this beautiful," she moaned. Her pussy was soaked, wetter than it had ever been. She needed to come, but had "work" to do first. She wanted to take the time to examine him. After all, she was used to Barry's small circumcised dick and tiny balls. Before her was the cock of her fantasy. Long (was it 9" she wondered), thick (she wondered if she could get her hand around it), veiny (she was excited that it looked more "threatening" that way), uncircumcised (she always imagined what a cock with a foreskin looked like and now she knew...absolutely gorgeous...a wonderful surprise lurking behind that skin sheath), and that huge set of balls, just waiting to spray come wherever she wanted it, she hoped. Before she even touched it, it started throbbing, harder than any cock she had ever seen, certainly harder than Barry's little prick. As it started bobbing involuntarily in front of her, her panting turned into loud moaning. She shivered as her hand closed around his hot, thick, incredibly steely dick. She couldn't even close her fist around this huge rod. As she put her other hand around it (oh my god, I'm holding it with both fists and there's still more cock to engulf) and started stroking it, it started pulsing and, amazingly, she came. No physical stimulation and she "shot her wad" just from holding this beautiful, huge, pulsing pole of flesh.