Remember when teen-aged girls were innocent and naive? Look around you today and observe the changes taking place in our youth.
You will see young girls hitchhiking and accepting rides from anyone who will stop, young couples openly petting in parks, and groups of youngsters smoking marijuana and taking other drugs on school campuses. There is almost a total lack of sexual morality among teen-agers today.
Stefanie Bradley and her friend, Julie Kelly are two examples of this new, free-swinging generation. However, they have been initiated into this swinging lifestyle by the very people who should be setting good examples for them-their own teachers.
SCHOOLGIRL WITH WET PANTIES is a story of what goes on in the homes and schools of our neighborhoods. Perhaps these youngsters would have remained innocents if adults had not introduced them to another way of life. Maybe young people of today would be different if the adults of today practiced the morals they preached.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Stefanie Bradley was still very young when she realized she was very attractive to men. It was the way her history teacher looked at her in the classroom at Plato High, a private school she attended in Lake City. It was the way his fuck-hot eyes glazed her smooth, young legs, her tiny waist, the budding tits, already big and round and pushing deliciously against her tight white sweater.
The way those eyes devoured her sent tingles, electric ripples of pleasure, little sweet sensations, rushing wildly through her fine body.
She wore her school uniform, a short gray skirt, the tight white sweater, blue knee sox, and blue and white saddle shoes. The skirt rode dangerously high on her creamy thighs.
Stefanie knew she had matured during the summer months. Her body had blossomed, grown supple, tight, and she was lovely. Her father had said she had a face like an angel. Indeed, her skin was flawless, smooth, the structure chipped to perfection. Hers was a sweet, angular face framed by long brown curls that licked her shoulders.
Now that she thought about it, the look her father gave her when he compimented her looks was not unlike the anxious stares she was getting from her history teacher, Mr. Hanson.
She was surprised that when class ended he said, "Stefanie, would you stay a moment?"
She waited for the rest of the class to file out. As she sat there, she was gripped suddenly by fear. She hadn't been doing very well in history and she was frightened about what Mr. Hanson might say to her, the extra assignments he might give her.
"You're not doing good work in this class, Stefanie," Mr. Hanson said.
He was a tall man with sandy hair and Stefanie figured him to be near forty. He was ruggedly handsome, thin, but muscular.
"I try, Mr. Hanson," she said. "I really do."
He got up, came around his desk and leaned against the front of it. "You could do so much better," he said.
"Well, I..."
"It would be easy to get A's, Stefanie."
"I have a hard time remembering the dates, Mr. Hanson."
"You don't have to," he said. "I don't?"
"No, you can get an A in my course very easily."
"How?" Stefanie asked quickly.
"Let me show you. Come over here."
Stefanie got out of her desk, her little gray skirt brushing her thighs about six inches above her knees. She patted the front of it, and walked to the front of the room, up to the desk. She stopped a few feet from Mr. Hanson.
"Come a little closer, Stefanie, so I can show you."
She stepped closer, just a foot away from him.
"You want to make an A, don't you, Stefanie?"
"Yes," she whispered, and felt herself tremble.
"Here's how," Mr. Hanson said.
He quickly thrust his hand under her short skirt. It slid between her legs, his fingertips touching the crotch of her snug white panties.
"Mr. Hanson!" Stefanie gasped in fear.
His hand worked magic down there, his fingertips rolling, pressing, prodding her young pussy. Stefanie tried to pull back but was so weak she couldn't move. Then she saw the bulge in his slacks, the way his fly began bloating as if there were a balloon behind it, slowly filling with air.
"Just let me touch you there," Mr. Hanson sighed, rubbing her cunt, which became damp. Her panties grew sticky and gummy to his heated touch.
"Oh, but Mr. Hanson," Stefanie protested.
Then again she looked at that bulge lifting in his pants. Something was big, huge, thumping in there, almost as if it were a fish jumping around.
"Oh, please Mr. Hanson, this isn't."
"Yes, I just want to touch you like this," he whispered.
"It isn't right," Stefanie mumbled.
With his free hand, Mr. Hanson reached out and took her soft little hand and placed it on the billowing hard-on in his slacks. "And you touch me here," he said.
Oh, my God! Stefanie thought. I'm actually touching his prick!
She was lost in a whirlpool of emotions she had never felt before. She knew this was so wrong, but her body was betraying her. It might be wrong, but she couldn't stop it.
"Now put your fingers around it," Mr. Hanson urged.
Stefanie wrapped her fingers around his thumping prick. She touched it through his slacks, squeezed it.
"Yes, just like that," Mr. Hanson burbled.
"But, Mr. Hanson," Stefanie blurted. "I can't do-"
"And what I do," he interrupted, "is stick my hand in your panties."
Stefanie could feel his trembling hand slip under the top of her panties. He plunged it down deep into her fresh, young pussy.
"And you unzip my pants," he added, his voice cracking with passion.
Stefanie was in a daze. She had never fell this way, not ever. And before she knew what she was doing, she had deftly unzipped his fly. Mr. Hanson's mammoth cock leaped out at her.
Stefanie gasped and stared at his cock in fascination. It was the first time she'd seen a man's prick. She felt light-headed, dizzy, as she reached out and clutched the huge cock in her soft, little hand.
"It feels nice, doesn't it, Stefanie?"
She didn't know what to say. "It's so big!" she finally blurted.
"Squeeze it for me," Mr. Hanson commanded as he fish-hooked his finger into her drooling pussy.
Stefanie wrapped her fingers around the shaft of his cock and squeezed it. Butterflies attacked her stomach as she watched the tip of his trembling prick squirt out a bubble of cum. The white dot hung there on the cock head for a moment, then dropped to the floor in a squishy splat.
She sucked in her breath.
"It looks good, doesn't it?" he asked.
Again she was at a loss for words. Then suddenly she whispered, "Yes! Oh, yes. It does! It's squirting. Why does it-"
"It does that when it's hot. When it's in love. Now move your hand on it."
"like this?" she asked, slicking her hand, her wrist loose and swift, on her teacher's throbbing cock.
"Yes, like that. Jack it off for me!" w
"Jack it off?"
"Yes, when you pump it with your hand like that you're jacking it."
Stefanie's hand slipped in and out on his wildly pounding cock.
Mr. Hanson dipped his finger in and out of her pussy and Stefanie had never felt so good, so excited, so thrilled. Pleasure flooded her senses, rippling through every fiber of her young body.
"And I'm finger-fucking you," Mr. Hanson whispered.
"Yes, I know," she panted.
"Have you done this to yourself, Stefanie?"
She had of course, several times. But she didn't want to admit it.
"You did and you liked it, didn't you?"
"Yes, yes I did," she mumbled.
Mr. Hanson unzipped her skirt at the side, flipped the button through the hole and let the skirt slip to the floor in a puddle around Stefanie's feet. Then he fell to his knees. He licked his tongue along the insides of her marble-smooth thighs, kissed and sucked her damp panties at the crotch.
Then he reached up and hooked his thumbs into the elastic band and slowly drew her panties down over her beautiful pussy. The rich carpet of brown cunt fuzz was thick and u inviting between her legs. He let the panties drop on top of her skirt and Stefanie stood before him in only her blue-and-white saddle shoes, blue knee-sox, and the tight sweater. Her over-ripe tits pushed at the white knit urgently.
Mr. Hanson pasted his face to her pussy, his tongue licking, mouth sucking, gulping at her sweetness.
"Oh! Ah! Ooh!" Stefanie sighed heatedly.
"You like it?" he asked in a muffled voice.
"Yes," she whimpered.
"I'm licking your pretty pussy, Stefanie," he whispered. "I'm eating it."
He turned her around as he gobbled at her cunt, swinging her so she leaned back against his desk. He pried her legs apart so he could have more room for his eager sucking. Stefanie slipped back, ass against the desk, her breath coming in tiny gasps, whimpers, sighs.
Mr. Hanson reached behind her and clutched the alabaster globes of her dream ass. They felt smooth and soft and he held them tightly as he ground his mouth to her sopping cunt.
"What am I doing?" he stammered.
"Oh, Mr. Hanson. You shouldn't be doing it."
"What am I doing?" he repeated. "You're..."
"What?"
"You're licking me!" Stefanie sobbed, setting her feet even farther apart to accommodate his wild sucking.
Mr. Hanson became a madman. His mouth devoured her scrumptious cunt, smacking, sucking, slobbering at her pussy sweetly.
Stefanie fell into a deep swoon of ecstasy. She wanted to cry out, to scream for him to never stop, but she couldn't say anything.
Mr. Hanson's mind twirled in a crazed frenzy. He had never imagined anything so delightful. Nothing had ever hinted at the joy he would feel to be on his knees in the classroom, sucking the pussy of a stunning, brunette student.
His tongue now lapped against Stefanie's cunt. He lapped at it as a dog would lap at the bottom of his food bowl.
Stefanie shuddered, her whole body shook. Her breath choked in her throat. Her legs trembled and her thighs tickled. The nipples on her tits pricked out. Her shoulders quaked and her head lolled to the right, her mouth gaping open. Then she went stiff as an ironing board as Mr. Hanson's darting tongue tipped her clit, clipped it, and nipped it.
"Oh, my!" Stefanie exclaimed, her breath drawn inward in a quick long gasp. "Ooooh!"
It feels, it feels so, so ... ah, ah, ah!"
She had never experienced such an exciting feeling. She loved every shaking second of the triumphant climax. She sighed a final, heart-swelling gasp as her body weakly against the desk, spent and satisfied by Mr. Hanson's tongue.
The teacher stood up, unbuckled his slacks and let them fall. Quickly, he slipped down his shorts. His huge prick slapped back against his belly with a thick thud. It squirted and fizzed.
She marveled at the way his cock stood so stiff and the way his big balls hung between his legs. The head of his big cock fascinated her.
"Here's how you get your A, Stefanie," he said., "You suck it. Suck on it just like it's a Popsicle."
He placed his hands on her shoulders and pressed. Stefanie tumbled weakly to her knees. She clutched his pulsing prick in both hands and locked her lips around the cock head. Small indentions appeared on her creamy cheeks as she sucked his prick. Her mouth locked around his cock, gulping it as if she were a hungry child sucking on an ice cream cone.
"You sweet little bitch," Mr. Hanson moaned. "Come on and suck my cock." Stefanie took his cock deeper into her mouth. She felt it throb and thump, a stick of thick passion. She sucked on it savagely.
"Yes, like that, Stefanie!"
She looked up at him as she sucked his cock. Saw there on his face the pleasure wrinkles. She began pumping her hands on the stalk of his cock as he gulped and sucked on the head.
"You beautiful little prick-sucker," he panted. "You're gonna get your A right now!
He screamed and his cock billowed. Stefanie felt the big cock head expand and squirt in her mouth, shooting a gusher of hot, thick cream down her throat. She gurgled and drank it, supping on the sweet syrup.
"Oh, Jesus!" Mr. Hanson swooned.
Stefanie felt another flush of hot jizz flood her mouth. She couldn't hold it all. Big, thick streams of white cream cascaded down her sweet chin.
"Oh, Stefanie," her teacher mumbled.
His cock continued to bubble and foam, thick and hot, throbbing in Stefanie's hand. The head strained, bulging wildly, spitting out gobs of cum juice into her young mouth.
She finally had to pull back on his cock. She opened her mouth to prevent choking on the glut of prick cream spilling down her throat. As she spit out his cock, a big glob of jizz poured from her mouth and spilled to the floor.
Mr. Hanson's body convulsed in a spasmodic jerk, his head snapping back. He blasted out one more load that splashed on Stefanie's face, her lips, cheeks. Droplets of cum hung from her hair, her forehead. Her face was soaked with the drenching tide erupting from his squirting prick.
"Oh, my sweet darling," Mr. Hanson whispered. "You beautiful little cock-sucker!"
His insistence on calling her names, whispering obscene words, excited her, inflamed her. Stefanie had never heard anyone talk like this before and the hidden deliciousness of the words he spoke made her ass hot as the big dripping cock she held tightly in her hands. She watched his prick recede after his great climax, his cock shrinking in size.
And as she knelt there in front of her teacher, his cock limp in her hands, she kissed the tip of it and felt it billow and rise again. His rock thumped, throbbed, and lifted to a massive hard-on, awesome in its length.
She watched his cock come alive. It soared in her hands.
His cock pulsed, trembled, shook, and became a towering pillar of passion. She kissed the prick head again, smacking it with her cum-drenched lips.
"Stand up, Stefanie," Mr. Hanson ordered.
She let loose of his stiff prick. It snapped back and wobbled as she got up on her feet and stood next to her teacher. He turned her so her ass was pressed against the desk, then lifted her up so she sat on the edge of it. Then he took her legs and lofted them over his shoulders and leveled his huge cock on Stefanie's ripe, juicy pussy.
"Now we're gonna fuck, Stefanie," he whispered. "Have you ever fucked before?"
"No," she gasped.
He inserted just the head of his prick into her pussy, rubbing it up and down her slick cunt slit. Then he slipped his prick into her, just an inch at first, and humped back and forth in tiny fuck-strokes.
"Oh," Stefanie whined. "Oooooooh!"
"Do you like that?" he asked.
Stefanie wanted to cry out that it was wrong, that he should stop. But she had never experienced such a thrilling feeling as that which now gripped her body. She could not ask him to stop.
"Do you like it?" Mr. Hanson asked again.
"Yes I do!" she finally blurted.
Stefanie's face was still dripping with come as she looked down at the action between her legs. Mr. Hanson's steel-hard prick pumped in and out of her pussy like a well-oiled piston. She noticed the length of the shaft and how he had pushed it in her cunt only a couple of inches. The sight of it going in and out of her pussy sent shivers through her cunt.
She leaned back, her hands flat on the desk behind her. Her legs were hooked around his shoulders and Mr. Hanson pushed his big prick deeper into her cunt.
"Oh," she murmured.
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
"No," she sighed. After all, she'd had three or four fingers in her pussy on several occasions when she finger-fucked it.
"We're fucking, Stefanie," he whispered.
Stefanie was racked with passion. "Yes!"
"Tell me that's what we're doing," he begged.
"We're fucking!" Stefanie yelled.
"Oh, god yes!" he panted.
He was a wild animal now as he thrust his plundering prick deeper into her gummy cunt.
"Tell me how much you like it," he moaned.
"I ... I ... Oh, Mr. Hanson ... it's wonderful!" she breathed hotly.
He was fucking her good now, ramming his cock in and out of Stefanie's sucking cunt. The drippy, sticky, wet cunt gripped his cock like a plunger.
"Oh, Stefanie, my sweetheart," he swooned. "Mr. Hanson! Mr. Hanson! I'm ... oh m..."Are you cuming?"
"Oh, it feels so good. It feels so nice!" she gurgled.
Her head rolled on her shoulders. Her eyes went back and her tongue wagged at the corner of her lips.
"Come on, Stefanie. Cum on!"
"Yes, yes!" she hollered. "I'm cuming!"
Her body went stiff as she shuddered in a violent climax. Mr. Hanson's prick stretched to its limits and filled her eager young pussy with a geyser of cum cream.
"Oh, shit! Jesus this is ... oh fuck!" he whined.
Stefanie's breath choked in her throat as she tried to yell, to scream, to holler in pleasure. But all she could do was fall back spent on the desk.
Mr. Hanson withdrew and they both composed themselves. Stefanie was weak. She'd never felt so good. He wiped the sticky cum from her face, and Stefanie pulled on her panties and straightened her little uniform.
"You certainly deserve an A in this course, Stefanie," Mr. Hanson said, zipping up his slacks.
"It's because you are such a good teacher, Mr. Hanson," Stefanie whispered shyly.
CHAPTER TWO
Stefanie couldn't get the experience in the classroom with Mr. Hanson off her mind. It had been so exciting! She had never felt anything so thrilling. She thought she might never feel that hot sensation again and she wanted to. She couldn't explain it. The buzz of delight when she came, the way it fluttered through her young body. Oh, how she loved it.
She was tempted to tell her best friend, Julie Kelly, about it, but she decided not to do it, even though Julie was always talking about sex and boys.
"That Mike Crandell, he's so cute," Julie said as they met in the cafeteria between classes. "I'd sure like to get it on with him."
Julie was a good-looking blonde. A square-cut chin accentuated her pretty face, and her hair fell evenly and smoothly at her shoulders. She had a nice compact body, and it was no secret at Plato High School that several boys were hot for her.
"Would you really?" Stefanie asked.
"Really what?"
"Get it on with Mike Crandell. Would you do it with him?"
"Sure I would," Julie said.
"Have you ever done it?" Stefanie whispered.
"Fucked?" Julie asked.
"Yes, have you ever fucked?" Stefanie pressed.
"No, but I'd fuck Mike Crandell."
Stefanie looked across the dining hall at Mike. He was a handsome senior, tall and thin with long surfer-brown hair. The boys didn't have to wear uniforms like the girls did but they did have to wear a coat and tie. Mike looked natty in his gray slacks and blue blazer.
"Have you?" Julie asked.
"Done it?" Stefanie asked.
"Yeah, have you ever been fucked?"
Stefanie thought again about telling Julie about Mr. Hanson but she again decided against it.
"No," she lied, feeling a shiver of passion ripple through her body at the thought of Mr. Hanson's big cock.
Stefanie caught Mike Crandell eyeing her. He was ogling her big tits. All the boys liked her tits, she could tell. She had blossomed so well and this year at school she had been getting all kinds of admiring stares.
The bell rang and Stefanie high-tailed it to Mr. Hanson's class. She took her seat in the back and their eyes met. He smiled at her and Stefanie felt an exciting ping zip through her. She crossed her legs and Mr. Hanson gave them an approving look.
After class, she lingered for a moment, gathering her books slowly as the rest of the class filed out. Then she walked forward.
"Stefanie, come here a moment," he said.
She walked to him in her sexy little uniform, her tits bobbing in the white sweater, the gray skirt swirling about her creamy thighs. She wore her hair pulled back in a pony-tail and tied with a pink ribbon.
"Yes," she said.
"Did you like what we did yesterday?"
"Yes, yes, I liked it," she said.
He walked to the door and closed it. "We have to be careful," he whispered.
He pulled her to him and kissed her hotly. His hands plunged into the soft curve of her fine young ass.
"Oh, God, Stefanie," he gulped when they finished the long, slobbering kiss. "You're so beautiful."
"Thank you, Mr. Hanson," she cooed.
She was trembling all over, half from fear, half from excitement. The rippling muscles of the grown man felt good against her body and then she felt his rising cock tapping at her.
Mr. Hanson pulled her little gray skirt up around her waist and stared at her tight, pink panties. They cradled her young cunt. He reached out and pressed his fingers into the crotch.
Stefanie's pussy and panties became damp and dewy to his probing touch.
"Here," he said, "you put your hand here." He placed her hand on his bulging hard-on.
"It feels good doing this, doesn't it, Stefanie?" he sighed. "Yes," she whispered. He brought his hand up and plunged it down into her pretty pink panties. He ran his fingers through the fuzzy thatch of curls there, and then slipped them into her pussy.
Stefanie shuddered and gasped.
"You like that, Stefanie?" he whispered.
"Yes I do!" she said emphatically.
"It makes you feel good, doesn't it?"
"Huh, uh," she mumbled and sweetly squeezed her history teacher's big, swelling hard-on, pressing in on it with all five fingers.
Mr. Hanson was steaming, turned on by the sweet, gorgeous, enchanting teenager. Her face was so flawlessly smooth, her hair lovely in the pony-tail, her short skirt flipped up sexily. His hand in her panties felt her pussy, so slick and wet.
"Oooh, Stefanie," he gurgled.
He reached his other hand behind her and slid it into her panties and down over her smooth, tight ass. He hooked his forefinger into her ass-hole.
"Shhh," Stefanie said, sucking in her breath, making a hissing sound.
"I guess you want an A-plus, don't you, Stefanie?"
She had never had an A-plus in school before. "Yes, yes!"
There were voices outside the door of the classroom. Mr. Hanson quicky removed his groping hands and Stefanie's skirt fell back into place.
"We have to be careful," he whispered. "Meet me later, after school in my office, okay?"
She nodded.
"You leave first," he said. Stefanie picked up her books from the desk and left the classroom.
* * *
Classes were still changing and the hall was busy. Stefanie had a free period, so she headed for the study hall. Halfway there she ran into Mike Crandell.
"Hi, Stefanie," he said coolly.
There was no doubt about it. He was the school stud, and he had every reason to be conceited. He was so handsome! she thought.
"Hello, Mike."
"Where you goin'? " he asked.
"Study hall."
"Wanna come with me?"
"Where?"
"Just come with me. I'll show you."
"Sure, I guess," she said. Who wouldn't go with Mike Crandell, no matter where he might suggest?
He took her down the hall, down a flight of stairs, down another hall to the boy's locker room.
"In here," he said. "But that's the boy's locker."
"Yeah, I know, come on." He grabbed her hand and pulled her inside. It was quiet and smelled of musty sweat. Jockstraps were hanging from lockers, shorts, jerseys, tennis shoes, and dirty socks were sprinkled about.
Mike pulled her into his arms and kissed her. His hands roamed over her back and down onto the plump cheeks of her ass.
"But listen," Stefanie protested, "I think..."
He stuck his hand under her skirt. Her pussy was still soaking wet from Mr. Hanson's hot fingers. Mike rubbed her panties at the crotch and Stefanie felt his cock poking at her through his slacks.
"You're the best-lookin' girl in school," Mike whispered.
Stefanie really didn't know what to do, how to respond. She certainly liked the handsome Mike, and she was buzzing with delight from the way his fingers mashed into her wet panties. But she didn't want him to think she was easy.
"You shouldn't do this," she finally said. "I do it with some of the other girls." Stefanie was surprised at this frank confession. "Who?"
"Oh, I'll never tell," he teased. "What if someone comes in here?" Stefanie asked.
"No one will, not during this period."
He dipped his hand into Stefanie's panties and his finger slipped into her wet cunt.
Stefanie gasped, sucking in her breath. She trembled with passion as Mike's hot finger slid into her pussy.
"I'll do you and then you do me," he said.
"What?"
"I'll finger you if you'll jack me off."
Mike reached down with his free hand and unzipped his fly. He took his cock out and Stefanie's eyes widened and her mouth gaped open at the boy's big cock. Although she only had Mr. Hanson's prick to refer to, she judged Mike's cock to be bigger, rounder.
Suddenly Mike had her hand in his. He guided it to his prick and placed it on the shaft.
"You hold it for me," he said.
"Oh, Mike," Stefanie sighed, "I don't know if we should be down here doing this."
"Over here," he said, leading her to a wooden bench in front of some open lockers.
He sat down. "Sit beside me."
Stefanie sat down beside him on the bench.
"Now, you jack me off," he said, and once again placed her hand on his bulging prick.
"Oh, Mike," she gasped.
But she took the throbbing cock in her hand. She squeezed the cock and watched, fascinated as the cherry-red prick head squirted a teardrop of cum that oozed out and dribbled down the shaft and over Stefanie's knuckles.
She pumped it slowly, sitting beside the boy. Both her feet were on the floor, her big tits filling her sweater, her little gray skirt way up on her thighs. She pumped his cock with a sure slow stroke and Mike leaned back against the lockers, his ass laid out on the bench. Stefanie fucked his big prick with her tight fist, pumping her hand up and down, watching it closely.
"Faster," Mike urged.
Stefanie pumped faster, the little charm bracelet on her wrist jingled as she jacked his prick.
"Oh, God," Mike panted. "That feels good!"
"Does it?" Stefanie whispered. "Oh, yeah. Real good. Real good! Don't stop! Faster! Faster! Jack me off, Stefanie!" Her tiny hand thumped the big cock, her grip solid, tight on the pulsing cock stalk. The prick head billowed and spit out another gob of cum which flew high into the air and splattered to the cement floor.
"Oooh," Mike gulped.
Stefanie's pussy was so hot. She knew she had to have some attention down there soon or she'd go mad. She jack-hammered his hard cock. Her hand became a blurry image as she whipped it, beat it, pumped it on the big prick.
"Oh, Jeez!" Mike gasped.
The head of his prick was all creamy white now. Strings of the sticky goo slid down the prick shaft and clung to her pleasure-dealing hand.
"Oh, Stefanie, Stef, Stef," he mumbled.
She fucked his cock faster, as fast as she could go with her hand. She really jacked his cock, shaking it as though she were shaking a bottle of ketchup, hard and fast.
Then it happened. He came in a shuddering eruption. His body stiffened, he groaned and his cock squirted, pouring out a spray of bubbling cream. His cock throbbed in Stefanie's hand and spit out wave after wave of thick cum.
"Whew," Stefanie whistled as she watched his foaming cock in amazement. She loved the sight of his prick flooding out the white goo, the juicy spray, like a milkshake. Her hand was drenched in the slippery slosh. She pumped furiously and his cock squished out more cream. It dribbled out the last drop as Mike fell back and moaned softly.
"Oh, oh, oh!" he gasped. "Oh, Stefanie! That was so good."
Stefanie finally released his softening prick. Her hand was filled with his slathering cream and she held it in front of her and looked at it.
Mike was suddenly up on his knees in front of her as she sat on the bench. He lifted her skirt up over her pink panties, and ran his fingers along her thighs. He thumbed her panties and pulled them down, down over her knees, her knee-sox, her saddle shoes, and took them off. He admired the carpet of cunt fuzz between Stefanie's legs then sliced his finger into her pussy. He fucked it in fast, then slicked it out, then back in, beginning a slow fucking motion.
"Jeez," Stefanie hissed.
Looking down, watching his finger fuck her pussy, excited Stefanie. The way he fiddled his finger in and out sent shivers of delight through her. She spread her legs to accommodate the hot action.
"Have you ever fucked, Stefanie?" Mike whispered.
She wasn't about to tell him about Mr. Hanson. "No," she panted. "No I haven't."
"I haven't either," he said. "I've only done this."
"It feels good when you do it, Mike," Stefanie sighed.
His finger fucked her faster. It sawed into her young pussy, and Stefanie thought she'd faint from the delicious sensations. Then, gripped by the exhilarating buzz ringing through her, she pulled at Mike's head, grinding his face to her pussy and mashing his mouth to her.
She moaned.
"Oh, Stefie," he muttered, his mouth groping, smacking on her pussy.
"Mike, oh, Mike," she panted. "I want you to fuck me."
She fell to her knees with him on the cement floor of the locker room. They kissed and rolled across the floor, Stefanie under Mike, his cock hard, snapping and slapping at her smooth thighs. He pumped and bucked, his cock missing, until in one hard jab he rammed his prick all the way into her wet pussy.
"Oh, Stefanie!"
She felt the cold cement of the locker room on her ass. She bucked up to meet his jackrabbit fuck-jabs, her hands fluttering to his naked ass. She held his ass tightly.
Mike slipped one hand under Stefanie's ass, the other under her neck. Then his fuck-strokes became furious, his fucking feverish.
"We're fuckin'! " he gasped.
"Oh, yes, Mike, we are fucking!" Stefanie whispered.
"Oh, God! It feels like nothin' I've ever felt before!" he babbled.
"Yes, Mike, yes. It feels so good!" Fuck me, Mike! Fuck me!"
"Stefanie!" he yelled.
"Mike!"
"Oh, Stefanie, here I cum."
"Do it, Mike, do it!"
She felt the boy's cock thumping wildly in her hot pussy. She felt the throbbing of it and then she felt the gush of cream as it spilled inside her.
"Goddamn!" Mike screamed.
"Oh, Mike!" she yelped.
She felt her body stiffen. Then a wavering sensation gripped her and she felt the sweet tingle of a hot, lewd climax. She writhed on the locker room floor.
Stefanie pumped her ass at him and it slapped in an exciting thud and thumped back down to the cement with each fucking stroke. The young couple entwined, fucking, cuming together, and Stefanie felt wonderful, fabulous, as her climax multiplied and intensified.
"Fuck it!" she yelled. "Fuck it!"
CHAPTER THREE
Stefanie couldn't wait to tell Julie that she had fucked Mike in the locker room.
"You mean you actually fucked with Mike Crandell?" Julie said in amazement.
"Yes," Stefanie giggled.
"Down in the boys' locker room?" Julie gasped.
"Yes!"
"Oh God! That's awesome. That sounds so exciting, Stefanie!" she squealed.
"It was," Stefanie sighed, her pussy getting hot as she remembered Mike's cock. "Was it good?"
"It was fantastic," Stefanie replied, her cunt tightening.
"Oh, God!" Julie whispered. "You really did it with Mike Crandell?"
"Yeah, and I'll tell you somethin' else," Stefanie said proudly.
"What?" Julie gasped.
"He'd never done it before."
"Well, gag me with a dirty jock-strap!" Julie gasped. "He hadn't? How do you know?"
"He told me," Stefanie replied.
They passed through the door of the girls' room on into one of the toilet stalls.
"God, it makes me hot just thinkin' about it, Julie," Stefanie said.
She hiked her little gray skirt and pulled her panties down around her knees. Then she sat down on the toilet to take a piss.
"Did he have a big one?" Julie asked.
"Uh, huh, real big!"
"Oh, jeez!" Julie panted. "How big?"
"Well, I don't know exactly. Maybe about this big," Stefanie said, and held her hands out about eight inches apart. "And it was real hard too."
"Oooh!" Julie breathed.
Julie slid out on the edge of the toilet seat. She spread her legs, making the white panties at her knees stretch into a sweet white slash. Then she brought her finger to her blonde pussy.
"That long, and real hard, huh?" she said.
"Yes," Stefanie giggled.
"Tell me from the start! What did you do?"
Stefanie closed the door to the toilet stall, bolted it, and she leaned back against the side of the stall. She raised her skirt over her waist and dipped her hand into her panties, fingering her cunt.
"Well, he wanted me to jack him off," she whispered.
"Did you?" Julie panted, her finger dancing a fast diddle on her clit.
. "Yeah, I jerked his cock for him and it squirted all over."
"Oh, God! He came?" Julie gasped.
"Yes!"
"You jacked him off so he came?"
"Yes, he came all over my hand. We were sitting on the bench in the boys' locker room-"
"Oh, aha, shit!" Julie breathed hotly. Stefanie was fucking her pussy hotly with her finger, giving it a fast twiddle.
"Then what?" Julie asked.
"Then he wanted to finger-fuck me, so he got on his knees and pulled my panties down and put his finger in my pussy."
Julie jack-fucked her pussy, her hand spinning like a top.
"He put his finger in your cunt?" she exclaimed.
"Yes, he did. And it felt damn good, too!" Stefanie swooned. "Jeez!"
"Then I asked him if he'd ever fucked a girl before and he said he hadn't. And then the next thing I knew we were on the floor of the locker room. His cock was bangin' up against my thighs and he was tryin' to push it in!"
Stefanie fucked her pussy faster. She twirled her finger on her twitching clit.
"Then what?" Julie whispered.
"Then he put it in."
"Put it in your pussy?"
"Yes! He put his cock in my pussy!" Stefanie panted.
"Oh, Mike!" Julie howled.
"He put it in and fucked me with it!" Stefanie fucked herself faster as she spoke.
"Oh, God, he fucked you?"
"Yes, he fucked me!"
Both beautiful schoolgirls, their lovely angel faces etched with pleasure and passion, fucked their hot teen pussies with their fingers. Both girls fucked themselves furiously, fervently.
"How did it feel when he fucked you?" Julie gasped.
"Oh, good. So damn good!" Stefanie squealed.
"It felt really good having a cock in your pussy?"
"Yes, hot, hard, ooh, thrilling, that's what it was."
"Oh, jeez!"
"And he fucked on top of me. He fucked me," Stephanie panted. "Shit!"
"He kept pushin' it in and out!"
"Oh, God!" Julie gasped with envy.
"Yeah, he fucked me!"
"Oh, God!" Julie cried.
Julie's body lifted up off the toilet. She went stiff, her head fell back, her mouth gaped open, her legs shuddered and she came.
"He fucked me!" Stefanie cried.
She too fell forward against the other wall of the toilet stall as she was seized by a violent climax.
"I want him fuckin' me!" Julie yelped. "Oh, Mike!" Stefanie whispered as goose bumps rushed up and down her arms and legs.
Both girls had masturbated together before on many occasions. This was the first time that they had not just fantasized about Mike or one of the other boys. This time Stefanie had a true experience to relate.
Afterwards, as they walked back to class, Julie said, "God, I wish one of the boys who asks me out would do what Mike did. But they're all so shy."
They parted and Stefanie went to her civics class. The class was taught by Mr. Bannister, a tall, slender man with coal-black hair. Stefanie thought he was about thirty-three.
She took her seat in the front row off the right of the lectern. Mr. Bannister began his lecture and she took notes, but couldn't help noticing the way Mr. Bannister eyed her tits. She knew she had big tits, but lately all her teachers seemed to be ogling them. Her tits punched out her sweater, filling it out. But her big tits fit the rest of her elegant, young body, that dream ass, those flawlessly smooth legs, the sweet, fresh, pretty face, the long brown hair.
Stefanie squirmed and crossed her legs. Her blue knee-sox and the saddle shoes caught the teacher's eye as she slid one leg over the other, her schoolgirl skirt riding up on her thighs.
She was a delicious picture of sizzling sex to Mr. Bannister. He had tried not to stare at Stefanie but she was so damn beautiful, so stacked, so sexy in her little uniform.
Stefanie caught him looking again. She dropped her eyes to her notebook and scribbled her name on it. Then the bell rang and she gathered up her books.
She walked toward the door and Mr. Bannister called, "Stefanie."
She stopped, turned and walked back to his desk. "Yes?"
"I checked the grades last night. You've got a D average in this class."
It was true. Stefanie didn't like civics, not in the least. It bored her and she knew she hadn't done well at all this term.
"Well, I've really tried," she said.
"Perhaps you could use some private tutoring," he suggested.
Stefanie didn't like the idea of extra schoolwork. She'd just as soon take the D, than spend extra hours with such boring material.
"I'm just afraid I'm not very good at it, Mr. Bannister. I wouldn't want to waste your time. I'd like to get a better grade but-"
"Mr. Hanson told me he was giving you an A."
"This surprised Stefanie. "He ... he..."
"He told me. We don't keep those kind of juicy secrets to ourselves, Stefanie. But you know we'd never tell anyone else."
She could already see the bulge in his gray slacks. He was getting all turned on just from looking at her. He slipped his hand along her thigh.
"You certainly are beautiful," he whispered.
Mr. Bannister plastered her mouth with a savage kiss. He smothered her young tender lips with his greedy mouth, his tongue soaring into her mouth. He reached down and lifted her skirt as they kissed. He plunged his hand down inside her pink panties, his fingers slipping between her legs.
"Oh, Stefanie," he finally gasped, breaking their kiss.
"But, Mr. Bannister! What if someone comes in?"
He fingered her pussy and Stefanie liked it.
He took her hand and placed it on the bulge in his slacks!
"Oh," Stefanie mumbled, her voice trembling.
"You sweet thing," Mr. Bannister whispered wickedly. "You're so damn pretty!"
"Thank you, Mr. Bannister."
"Let's just take a chance that no one will come in here," he gasped. "Get up on the desk, sit on the desk, on the edge.
"But, I-"
He stopped Stefanie's protest by lifting her up and placing her like a doll on the edge of the desk. He slipped his hands up her thighs, peeling back her skirt and pulling it up around her panties.
He rubbed her pussy through the panties, which by now were sopping wet. He pushed her back farther on the desk, laid her on her back, and then slowly worked her panties down her legs and took them off. He kept them gripped in one hand as he unzipped his fly with the other.
"Ah," Stefanie gasped at the sight of his hard cock.
His prick was the biggest yet! It was round, thick, and so hard she could see it pulsate and throb. His prick must be eight inches long, she thought.
Mr. Bannister dropped his slacks around his ankles. Then he removed his blue blazer, threw it to the floor, then got up on top of the desk between Stefanie's legs.
He pulled her sweater up and dipped into her pink bra and lifted her big, juicy tits out over the top. He bent down and kissed them, sucking on them lovingly, tenderly. It sent a ripple of delight through Stefanie.
"Oh, Mr. Bannister," she mumbled. "Why me?"
"You're the sexiest, the prettiest, the hottest-lookin' girl in this school, that's why," he breathed hotly.
His words delighted Stefanie. She spread her legs farther as Mr. Bannister lowered himself between them. Stefanie felt his cock slap up against her belly and she reached down and grasped it.
"It's ... oh, Mr. Bannister ... it's ... it's so hard! So big!"
She squeezed it and felt a splash of hot cum splatter on the inside of her thigh. Then Mr. Bannister slipped the head of his prick into her pussy.
"Oh," Stefanie sighed, "oh..."
"Whew, Stefanie, honey," he panted.
He humped his hips and ass and slipped half of his prick into Stefanie's pussy.
"Whoo," Stefanie sighed. "Mr. Bannister, I don't know..."
"You can take it," he said.
"Oh, please, don't..."
Her teacher sent more of his thick cock into her cunt.
"Oh," Stefanie gulped. "Oh, jeez."
"Stefanie, we're fuckin', " Mr. Bannister said lewdly.
"Oh, yes!" she mumbled.
"Am I fuckin' your pussy, Stefanie?"
"Yes!"
"Tell me!"
"You're fuckin' me!" she howled. "You're fuckin' my pussy with your cock."
"With my prick?"
"Yes, with your prick!" Stefanie drawled out the obscene word in a low vulgar moan.
"Fuckin' you with my big cock."
"Yeah, fuckin' me with your big cock!"
He sawed it in and out of her young pussy, sending delirious chills and tingles through Stefanie. He fucked her faster, his ass humping up and down, nailing her ass to the desk.
"Oh, Mr. Bannister!" Stefanie whimpered.
The teacher was slapping up and down on the eager young schoolgirl. He fucked her hard, fast, raw, slamming his hard cock in and out of her slippery, tight cunt.
"You sweet darling," Mr. Bannister panted.
He slipped his hand under her ass and button-holed a finger into her assbud. He stuck it deep up her ass-hole.
"You like it, don't you, Stefanie?"
"Yes."
"You like to fuck, don't you?"
The young girl was grinding her hips at the pumping teacher. Her head swung back and forth on the desk, her hair splayed behind her. Her eyes were glazed and rolling.
"Yes, I like it," she gulped.
"Tell me."
"Mike to fuck!" she sobbed.
Their fucking action was hot. His big balls slapped and banged up against Stefanie's teenaged ass. With each fuck-stroke there was a loud, lewd thud.
Stefanie was floating on a wave of thrilling excitement. She had never dreamed anything could be so wonderful.
"Oh, Mr. Bannister," she moaned.
"Now, Stefanie. I'm gonna cum now!" he mumbled.
She felt his cock expand inside her tight pussy. Then she felt the hot rush of cream gush into her.
"Oh, God!" her teacher gasped.
Her body was gripped by the quivering of his cock. She shuddered into a simmering climax, her pussy sucking on the cock, her ass banging off the desk at his hammering hard-on.
"I'm cumin' right now!" Mr. Bannister yelled.
"Me too!" Stefanie sobbed.
"Louder!" he demanded.
"Cumin' ... I'm cumin'! Mr. Bannister!"
His cock poured a steady stream of cream into her quaking pussy. She loved it. She needed it. She had never wanted anything more than to have that big cock squirting in her, making her tingle all over the way she was.
Stefanie threw her arms around her teacher and steamed into another dizzying climax.
"Mmmmm," Mr. Bannister moaned. "I'm creamin' in you."
"Do it!" she shouted. "Cream in me! Fuck me, Mr. Bannister! Just fuck me. Just fuck me!"
It was a tumultuous, smoldering climax as teacher and young schoolgirl flamed into a hot crescendo.
CHAPTER FOUR
"I don't believe you fucked them both," Julie said. "Well, I did," Stefanie replied. "Mr. Hanson and Mr. Bannister."
"Yes!" Stefanie said.
Stefanie and Julie were walking downstairs together. Both girls looked so sweet and sexy. Stefanie's tits bulged under her sweater and her fine ass wiggled under her little mini-skirt. Julie was almost regal-looking with her long blonde hair, her sweet, lush hips, and fine legs. Julie's tits, while certainly not as big as Stefanie's big titties were still very prominent against her sweater.
"Well, how is it you are doing all these things? Is anyone else?"
"I don't know," Stefanie answered.
But she assumed that perhaps it was her big tits and fine body that attracted the boys and men.
* * *
The girls parted and Stefanie went to her English class. Miss Kris Hobbs taught the class. She was a lithe, twenty-eight-year-old young lady, with long black hair. She was given to wearing tight skin-and-sweater combinations and she had a habit of sitting on top of her desk, which gave the class a generous view of her long legs. The boys ate it up, Stefanie could tell. Stefanie also thought that Miss Hobbs enjoyed doing it, that she was, indeed, a bit of an exhibitionist.
Plato High School certainly was an interesting place, Stefanie mused to herself as she sat in Miss Hobbs' class.
Miss Hobbs sat on top of her desk, her legs crossed, one high heel dangling from her toes.
She was reading to them from Melville's "Moby Dick." Stefanie found the passages boring and her eyes and mind wandered.
She watched Miss Hobbs cross her legs again and Stefanie could see right up over the top of her nylons. Darcy Peterson, who sat across the aisle from Stefanie, looked at Stefanie as if to ask her how far she thought Miss Hobbs was going to go.
Stefanie looked at the boys and saw them staring intently at the good-looking teacher. She noticed a bulge in the crotch of Danny Benson's slacks and she saw him squirm in his seat.
When class was over, Danny stayed at his desk and so did Stefanie. Stefanie wanted to see what would happen. Finally Miss Hobbs left the room and Danny stood up, his hard-on still evident.
Stefanie also got up and followed the boy toward the door. When they got to the blackboard, she stopped him.
"Hi, Danny, you going to the game this weekend?" she asked.
"Yeah, I guess so," he answered.
"I'll be cheerleading," Stefanie said.
"Yeah, I know. I voted for you for cheerleader this year."
"Well, thanks, Danny."
He was staring at her big tits beneath her billowing sweater. Stefanie liked the way he admired her titties. He was a well-built boy, with long sandy-colored hair. He was thin, and tall and Stefanie found him very "attractive.
Stefanie waited for a moment and when he didn't say anything, she didn't know what to do. So she turned to leave.
"Stefanie," Danny called suddenly.
"Yes?"
"I was wonderin' if you wanna go to the dance with me after the game."
"Sure, Danny!" Stefanie replied. With a smile she turned and left the room.
CHAPTER FIVE
The afternoon before the evening of the football game, Stefanie and Julie were dressed in their cheerleading uniforms. They looked dazzling in the little white, pleated, short skirts. Under the skirts, they wore dark blue tights. This, together with the tight blue sweaters, the blue knee-sox and the white ten-nies, only added to the beauty and sexiness of both schoolgirls.
They practiced cheers with Darcy and three other girls. When they finished, they all agreed to collect their books, and meet down the street at Pizza Heaven for a pizza before the game and the dance that would follow.
Stefanie was walking down the basement hall at school, on her way to meet Julie in the girls' room to do their make-up, when she turned the corner and bumped right into Coach Cooper.
The coach was in his late twenties and very muscular. He had a short crew-cut, square face, proud chin, and he was very handsome. All the girls talked about him and most of them had a crush on him.
"Oh, hello, Stefanie," he muttered.
"Excuse me, Coach!"
He wore sweat pants and a sweatshirt with a whistle around his neck. He made no move to back away from her, but stood close to her so the points of her tits pushed at him through her blue sweater.
Suddenly he grabbed her and kissed her wildly. His lips were hungry, wet, eager, as they pressed to hers. His hands groped down her back and he clutched her ass tightly.
"Oh!" he gasped when he pulled his mouth from hers. He was gasping and trembling.
Stefanie could feel the rising passion in his sweatpants. His hard-on thumped against her.
"Coach Cooper, I."
"Stefanie, would you come in my office for a few minutes."
"Sure," she said.
She followed him into the office at the end of the hall. He closed the door and kissed her again.
"I've wanted to do that since school started this fall," he said.
"Oh, Coach," Stefanie sighed, liking the feel of his cock bulging against her.
He lifted her cheerleading skirt and rubbed her pussy through the tights.
"Oh, God, Stefanie," he mumbled. "I'm crazy about you!"
They all were, Stefanie thought. But she liked the attention; she liked what she did to all these men. It gave her a feeling of power. She also liked what his hand was doing between her legs, the way he pulled her tights out and stuck his hand down inside them and rubbed her cunt.
Stefanie grabbed his hard-on and squeezed it through his sweat pants. She felt it throb as she ran her hand along the length of it.
"Jeez!" she gasped.
The coach pulled a string on the pants and they fell around his tennis shoes. His cock snapped up and slapped his belly, then wobbled and waved.
Stefanie glared at his prick in astonishment. His cock looked like it might be a foot long.
"Oh, Coach," she whispered. "Your prick-it's so big!"
"Hold it for me."
Stefanie wrapped her hand around the coach's giant cock, her red fingernails blazing. She loved the heat of his prick and the way it wiggled. She stared at the big red prick head, noticing how it glistened. She shivered in delight and fright.
Stefanie noticed the wrinkles of passion etched into Coach Cooper's handsome face. He seemed very hot so she squeezed on his pulsing cock again.
"Oh, sweetheart," he moaned.
He trembled all over and fell into his chair behind his desk, Stefanie still holding his cock. He sat up on the edge of the chair and lifted Stefanie's little white skirt. He pulled the pleats up and buried his face in the crotch of her blue tights. He sucked there and licked and kissed.
Stefanie had to let go of his cock to keep her balance. She put her hands on his shoulders as he sucked her tights. Then he peeled them down and revealed the brown thicket of cunt hair between her legs. He eyed her pussy, then licked his lips and mashed his mouth on it. His lips were wide open, sucking at it like a vacuum cleaner.
"Sheez!" Stefanie hissed. "Oh, Coach Cooper!"
"You like it?" he mumbled, his face still fastened to her pussy. "Yes!" she gasped.
His tongue spiked up and down her wet slit, lapping, licking, tickling, and Stefanie thrilled to the stirring sensations that seethed through her.
The coach cupped her smooth ass and clutched the cheeks with his hands, his fingers digging into the slick skin. He ate her pussy like a hungry beggar, slipping her tights down as he dined.
He reached up and slid his hands under her sweater and managed to get her big tits out of her bra. He cupped her tits as he had her ass, fondling, exploring the juicy young orbs.
"God, Stefanie," he finally muttered.
He pulled her down on top of him so she straddled his legs, sitting on him. Her skirt was up over her pussy and her sweater was up over her tits. She was a sheer delight in her uniform, the knee-sox, the tennis shoes, and the coach grabbed his cock and aimed it at her pussy. He manipulated it so the head of his big prick was slicking up and down Stefanie's wet cunt lips.
"Oh, Coach," she whimpered, looking down at the shimmering prick. "It's so big. It's-"
"It's hard for you," he gasped.
"Oh, God, Coach, look! It's squirting! Look at that creamy stuff coming out of it!"
"It's creaming for you, Stefanie."
"Oh, Jeez, that looks, that looks ... oh, wow!"
The coach humped down in the chair. He slid his hands under Stefanie's ass and brought her down on his iron-hard cock. The prick head slipped in her pussy.
"I wanna fuck you," he gulped.
"Oh, Coach, this is so exciting!" Stefanie mumbled.
She worked her hips in and out and more of the big cock slipped into her pussy.
"Ooooh," Stefanie sobbed. "I don't know ... it's ... how big is it, Coach?" . "Ten inches," he said proudly.
"Oh, shit!" she gasped.
He pushed up and jammed more of his cock into Stefanie's young cunt.
"Coach!" she screamed.
"I wanna give it all to you," he said.
He cupped her tits and brought them forward as he humped. He pumped his ass out of the chair, sending his cock in and out of Stefanie's pussy.
"Oh, it's so huge in there," Stefanie breathed hotly, feeling the heat of his cock in her pussy and the throbbing of the prick stalk and the thick expanding head.
"We're fuckin' good now, Stefanie," he whispered.
"Oh, yes, Coach, we're really fuckin' good!"
He had eight inches of cock in her teenaged cunt, sawing in and out. Stefanie was lost in a deep swoon of steaming desire. She felt so dizzy, so light-headed, so giddy, so damn good!
"Yes, good. So good," she babbled.
"Oh, you sweet little bitch!" the coach hissed lewdly.
"I'm a sweet little bitch!" Stefanie gulped.
And she was. Sitting up on top of the school coach, the young cheerleader looked fabulous with her little, pleated skirt bunched up around her waist. Her sweater was up over her bra and her big tits sloped up over the top. The coach fucked her pussy with his thick cock, leaning forward now and then to suck her ripe, teenaged nipples.
Her legs, encased in the blue knee-sox, hung over the side of the chair, over the coach's legs. She was straddling him, fucking her ass down on his spurting prick.
Stefanie's face, flawlessly beautiful, was flushed with excitement. Her cheeks were pink, glowing, her lips, which glistened with pink lip gloss, were wet, open. Her tongue made gentle movements in her mouth as it tipped the corner of her mouth.
She bounced up and down on the coach's stiff cock. She couldn't describe the sizzling tingles that simmered through her as they fucked. But it was delicious. She loved the cock in her pussy, loved the slicking sound it made as it squished in and out of her cunt. She loved the heat of the hard prick stalk as it stabbed deep inside her, filling her with a burning frenzy. Wild sensations flamed through her entire body.
"Coach," she cried. "I'm gonna-"
"Go ahead, tell me, Stefanie."
"I'm gonna do it!"
"Do what, Stefanie?" the coach teased.
He jammed her with his prick. He stuffed it, rammed it up into her wet cunt, fucking it into her faster and faster.
He fucked his huge cock into her teenaged pussy, smashing it in deep and hammering it home just as Stefanie was seized by her orgasm. That delicious tingle, that heavenly titillation that made her shake, sent goose-bumps up her beautiful legs and down her arms.
The coach's cock hammered harder into her cunt. His prick blasted out a gusher of hot cream into her pussy.
"Oh, aha," Stefanie muttered. "Jesus, Coach!"
He pumped at her furiously as his cock heaved out another splash of hot cream.
"Stefanie!" the coach cried. "I'm squirtin' my load in you!"
"Do it, Coach! Squirt your load in me!"
Stefanie's climax multiplied as the hot spray poured into her. She fucked down on the spitting cock, her body fluttering, shuddering through long, heart-swelling climaxes.
"You little darling," he moaned. "You're makin' me cum. You're makin' me cream!"
Stefanie puffed and huffed and fell forward on the coach. She was gasping, choking for breath, her body flowing, shivering from her fabulous climactic ecstasy.
"Oh, shit!" she murmured weakly.
"Stefanie, darling, that was so good."
She had her arms around his neck. Her head lay on his shoulder, her tits mashed up against him. She felt his cock wither inside her and felt the cream seep from her pussy down her thigh.
The coach lifted her head off his shoulder. He held her cheeks in both hands, then cupped her chin and kissed her gently, lovingly.
It was one of the best kisses Stefanie had ever had. His lips brought her a long, slobbering moment of paradise to cap their wonderful fucking.
"Oh, Stef, honey,' he whispered, running his tongue over her candy-sweet lips. "We must do this again sometime."
"Oh, yes, Coach, we should."
CHAPTER SIX
"Well, where have you been, Stefanie?" Julie asked. She was standing in the girls' room, combing her hair.
"You won't believe it!" Stefanie squealed.
"Tell me."
"Coach Cooper just fucked me."
"Oh, come on! You're dreaming!" Julie exclaimed.
Stefanie raised her pleated cheerleading skirt. "Look! See that? See how I'm all wet down there?"
Her dark blue tights were sopping wet at the crotch.
"Jeez," Julie hissed. "It's all wet down there."
"I don't know if it's going to dry in time for the game," Stefanie said, looking down at herself.
"You fucked the coach? Really?"
Julie walked to the toilet stalls and Stefanie followed her inside one. Julie pulled up her little white skirt, slid her tights down around her legs, and sat down on the shiny toilet seat.
She fiddled with her cunt with her middle finger. Her forefinger and little finger stuck straight out like little spikes as she rubbed herself.
"Tell me exactly what happened," Julie whispered.
"He took me in his office and he kissed me. Then he got down on his knees and he kissed my tights. He actually licked them!"
"God! He licked your pants?" Julie gasped.
"Yes, then he took them down and he licked my pussy."
Stefanie had her soaking wet tights down around her thighs. She held her skirt up with one hand while her other hand danced a fast jig up and down her sopping cunt slit.
"Yes. He ate out my pussy."
"Oh," Julie moaned, her finger flying in her pussy.
"I forgot. Before he ate me, he took down his sweat pants and I played with his cock."
"How big?"
"Ten inches," Stefanie said as she pumped her cunt.
"Oh, no! Oh, shit! How do you know it was that big?"
"He told me."
"Oh, God, that's awesome!"
"And he sat down in his chair behind his desk and he dipped over and sucked my pussy," Stefanie continued.
"Oh, shit. Did it feel good?"
"Oh, yes. Then he took my tits out and played with them. And his cock, his prick, was squirting cream out of the top."
"Creaming for you! Oh, holy fuck! Jesus Christ! Oh, holy fuck-shit!" Julie barked, squirming and panting on the toilet seat, rolling her hips to her fucking finger.
Stefanie leaned against the stall door, her legs apart. She twiddled her slushy cunt with a frenzied passion.
"Then he had me sit on top of him and he stuck his prick in my cunt."
"How did it feel? How much did he put in you?" Julie asked breathlessly.
"Ohhh, God, Julie, it felt wonderful. He pushed it in slowly, but he finally jammed it all in. Then he fucked me. And he called me sweet little bitch!"
"Oh, Jesus Christ!" Julie cried, her pussy gushing.
"And I bounced up and down on his cock as he fucked me."
Julie's head was swinging from left to right. Her chin was tucked down against her collarbone and her ass was grinding up off the toilet seat.
"Then he came. God, his cock got so big inside me! And it just sprayed out all this cream. It felt so damn good!" Stefanie panted.
"Oh, goddamn, Stef!" Julie howled, her pussy on fire.
"And we came, Julie. God, it just didn't stop, like right now, like cumming right now!"
The pretty blonde cheerleader on the toilet was a picture of pure beauty. She gasped, shuddered and cried out.
"Yeah, like right now!" Julie squealed. "like I'm cummin' right now. Oh, shit. Shit!"
Both schoolgirls came together in the toilet stall. Their young bodies shivered and quaked with ecstatic delight. They were both drained and Julie slumped back on the toilet, her body limp, her legs spread lewdly apart. Stefanie hung onto the sides of the stall to keep from falling to the floor.
"Oh, God, Stefanie," Julie panted.
"And then he made me promise I wouldn't tell anybody that we fucked."
Julie smiled at her friend and both girls pulled their blue tights up.
* * *
Stefanie's tights were still sopping, squishy wet by game time. She knew she couldn't possibly wear them.
"What will I do, Julie?"
"I have a pair of light-blue panties in my locker," Julie said. "You can wear those."
"God, what will people say when my skirt flies up when we do our kicks? Everyone will see!"
"You'll have to be careful, Stef. Unless you wanna turn on all the boys in the bleachers."
Stefanie knew she had no choice but to borrow Julie's blue panties. She tried to be careful, but it was difficult. Whenever she did a high kick on the field, her white skirt flew up to show off her thin, blue panties. The nearly transparent panties were shaded in the crotch by the carpet of her dark pussy hair underneath.
Stefanie saw the boys and many of the older men ogling her. She tried to hold back, to perform her cheers without showing her thin panties, but at times it was impossible. Once when she had to turn around and bend over during a cheer, she knew the pleated skirt pulled way up on her ass to show the blue panties and the crack of her ass beneath.
Stefanie looked ravishing out on the field in her cheerleading uniform, turning, swinging, bumping, grinding to the music of the band. Occasionally she forgot her situation and jumped high, her legs flung out in a big Y. For an instant the short skirt would ripple up over the blue panties.
It was a night not many would forget at Plato High School. Stefanie would certainly never forget it. For she found that she enjoyed the way the men and all the students stared at her fine body, the way they admired her. She knew she always wanted to have their big eyes on her.
Stefanie had noticed Mr. Hanson in the bleachers. His fuck-hot eyes were glued to her every movement. She even saw the coach on the sidelines eyeing her and she smiled with pride.
After the game Stefanie and Julie met Danny Benson outside the gym where the dance was being held.
"Hi!" Stefanie said happily.
"Hello, Stefanie," Danny said, eyeing Julie.
"Mind if Julie goes in with us, Danny?"
"No, not at all!" the boy exclaimed.
Students were dancing or standing by a punch table at the far end of the gym. A rock group had set up on a raised stage and the music was loud and exciting.
Stefanie danced with Danny. He held her close to a slow song. She felt his hand press into her back and she moved closer, pushing her big tits against his chest.
His cock leaped to an immediate hard-on. It turned her on, having his prick jump up stiff like that at her. What a delight it was to excite men, she thought. She gave thanks for the way she was built and the fact that she looked so pretty.
"My, my, Danny," she whispered. "I ... oh! Ah ... I'm sorry," he stuttered.
"Don't be," she said. "I'm flattered."
These words seemed to have a rapturous effect on the young boy. He quivered all over, shuddering violently. Stefanie could have sworn he was cumming in his pants.
Just then Mike Crandell cut in. Danny buttoned his sport coat over his hard-on and grudgingly walked back to the punch table and talked to Julie.
"You looked good tonight at the game," Mike whispered to Stefanie as he took her in his arms.
"Thanks, Mike."
"I just haven't been able to get you off my mind," he said. "Ever since that day in the locker room I think about you all the time."
"That was fun, Mike," Stefanie cooed.
"Yeah, how 'bout if we sneak down there right now?"
"Oh, I couldn't do that, Mike. I'm here with Danny."
"Aw, come on. He don't have to know."
All the girls in school wanted Mike Crandell, and so did Stefanie. But she knew that if she were to have him all to herself, she had to play hard-to-get.
"No, I can't. You should have asked me to the dance if you wanted to fuck me."
Her frankness sent hot desire through Mike. His cock thumped at her.
Mike was the best-looking guy in school, in town, and his parents were filthy rich. Stefanie considered him a prime catch and for the first time, she used her girlish charms, her sexual allure, to their devastating best.
Mike danced her toward a door and then pushed her through it out into the hall.
"No," Stefanie protested, trying to get away from him. "I told you, I'm with Danny. You wanna be with me, then ask me for a date like the other boys."
He pushed her against the hall wall, beside the lockers, and kissed her. He was on fire. His cock was about to bust through his tight slacks.
"I'm crazy about you, Stefanie. I love you!"
That was what she wanted to hear.
"How much?" she whispered..
His hand snuck under her cheerleading skirt and he rubbed her blue panties.
"More than anything," he whispered. "I wanna go steady with you."
Stefanie smiled. "I'll think about it," she teased.
She knew she had him on the line now, had him hooked. So she decided to take her own good time reeling him in.
Suddenly they heard voices and footsteps. Stefanie pushed Mike away and led him back into the gym, back to the dance floor.
"Will you go steady with me?" he asked again.
"I said I'd think about it."
"When will you let me know?" he said urgently. "Next week, okay?"
She left him with a smile and joined Julie and Danny at the punch table. Mr. Hanson was standing there, pouring himself a glass of cider. He smiled at Stefanie and motioned her over.
"I'd like to see you immediately," he said.
"But, Mr. Hanson, the dance-"
"Meet me in my classroom, slip out of here and I'll be waiting for you."
"I have a date with Danny Benson."
"I must see you," he demanded.
"Okay," she said. Certainly she didn't want to ruin her A in his history class.
Stefanie rejoined Julie and Danny. She whispered to Julie, then spoke to Danny.
"Julie and I are going to the little girls' room, Danny. We'll be back in a few minutes."
The girls left and started down the hall.
"Mr. Hanson wants to see you in his classroom?" Julie exclaimed. "In the middle of the dance?"
"Yes," Stefanie said as they hurried along.
"What's he want?"
"I'll bet he wants to fuck me."
"Then you weren't lying. You really did fuck him?" Julie asked.
"Of course!" Stefanie replied.
"And Mike Crandell? I saw you slip out with him for a minute. What happened?"
"He asked me to go steady."
"Oh, far out!" Julie exclaimed.
"Listen, you go with me to the classroom to see Mr. Hanson."
"Oh, God, no! Oh, Stefanie! I couldn't!" Julie gasped.
"Come on with me. Let's see what he wants. You might as well check it out with me."
Julie reluctantly agreed and the two girls entered the classroom. Mr. Hanson was sitting on top of his desk, his legs crossed. He slid off it and stood in front of it when the girls walked in.
"I wanted to speak to you privately, Stefanie," he said.
"I'll just leave then," Julie said.
"Wait!" Stefanie said. "Can't she stay, Mr. Hanson?"
The teacher looked at the gorgeous blonde cheerleader. He took in her pretty face, the red lips, the red fingernails, her blonde hair tied in a pony-tail with a black ribbon, her cheerleading uniform. He breathed heavily.
"Yes, perhaps she can stay, if she wants to, if she wants to see my cock."
The teacher took his big cock out and showed it to the two young girls. It was shining hard and the tip of it glistened a bright red.
"Oh, ah, oh," Julie gasped at the sight of her first real prick.
Mr. Hanson unbuttoned his slacks and let them fall. Then he slipped his shorts down. His cock wobbled and wiggled, standing out hard, long and proud.
"He's showing us his prick!" Julie gasped in shock.
"Stefanie's seen it before, haven't you, dear?" the teacher hissed vulgarly.
"Yes," Stefanie whispered.
She reached out and grasped the throbbing cock. Her tiny hand wrapped around it, and then she squeezed it, then looked at Julie.
"You do it. You take it," she said, motioning Julie toward the man's hard-on.
"Oh, no, I can't," Julie gulped.
"Go ahead, Julie. Here, do it like this," Stefanie said, taking Julie's hand and placing it on the man's bulging cock.
"Oh, Jeez!" Julie gasped.
The young, blonde cheerleader trembled. Her. breath came in quick, hot, sucking gasps as she grabbed Mr. Hanson's prick and held onto it tightly.
"It feels so juicy," she sighed.
"That's it, Julie. Just hold it firmly for me," Mr. Hanson said. "It's so hot."
"Is that what you wanted to talk about?" Stefanie teased.
"Yeah, I wanted to talk to you about my hot cock."
"Jeez!" Julie panted. "Look! It's oozing there on the tip!"
"Kiss it, Julie," Mr. Hanson sighed. "Kiss it for me."
Julie hesitated. She looked at Stefanie, then back to Mr. Hanson.
"Go ahead," Stefanie urged, "like this."
She bent over, dipping down and placing her sweet, puckered lips on the head of the teacher's foaming prick. She kissed his cock hotly, then slobbered her tongue over the head. She licked at the dewy cum frothing there and she bobbed up, smiling.
"Now, you do it, just like that," she said to Julie.
Mr. Hanson leaned against his desk, his naked ass on the edge. His hands gripped the table until his knuckles were white.
Julie slowly bent over in her cheerleading uniform. Tentatively she puckered her lips and kissed his cock. Her white skirt skipped up on her ass, up over her blue tights.
The sight of it, of Julie bent over like that, her lips around the man's big cock, fired Stefanie up. To see Julie sucking Mr. Hanson made her pussy simmer and sizzle.
"Goddamn!" Mr. Hanson breathed hotly. "That's it, Julie! Oh, do ... do ... it like that! Kiss my prick!"
And following Stefanie's instructions, Julie did kiss his cock. She swirled her tongue over the prick head, flicking it into the frothing cream that seeped from the red cock knob.
"Oh, Julie, you sweet thing," Mr. Hanson gurgled.
Julie was so hot and her heart was pumping. She had a sweet hollow feeling in her stomach and her head felt dizzy. She lifted off the bubbling cock and continued to hold it.
"Now suck on it," Stefanie said.
"I've never ... never done..."
"like this," Stefanie said.
And again she bent down. She slipped her pink lips over the head of the teacher's cock, sealing them down on the stalk. She sucked hard, her cheeks caved in with sweet, sucking indentions. Her mouth was locked on his steaming prick and she sucked it, sucked on it like it was a juicy popsicle.
"Oh, shit!" Julie gasped.
"Oh, shit is right!" the teacher moaned.
"Now you suck on it," Stefanie said, standing up full and smiling at Julie.
Julie still held the throbbing prickstick in her hand. "I've never sucked a cock before," she whispered sheepishly.
"Do it!" Stefanie urged.
Julie bent over and slicked the prick in her mouth. She gulped, plugged her lips on it, sucking hard. Her sweet, blonde pony-tail swung, tapping at her back as her head bobbed lewdly on the big, swollen prick.
"Suck it, Julie," Mr. Hanson sighed. "Suck my cock!"
"Suck him, Julie," Stefanie chirped.
Julie grasped the big cock with both hands and sucked it furiously, twisting her head as she sucked it in and out. Finally, she lifted off to catch her breath.
Mr. Hanson's cock was spitting, drooling. He panted, his face etched with passionate pleasure.
"Oh, God, it squirt cream in my mouth! It's thick and hot," Julie gasped.
Mr. Hanson couldn't stand it. He grabbed the little blonde and pulled her roughly to him. He kissed her wildly, a flaming, wet, sloppy, lewd kiss, his hands roaming down her back and dipping to her plump young ass. He clutched her ass as he kissed her.
Julie had never dreamed a kiss could be so exciting. The older man held her tightly and his naked cock slapped up against her cheerleading skirt. He stuck his hand up under the skirt and rubbed her pussy.
"Jeez, oh, jeez!" Julie moaned. "I ... oh, God!"
Stefanie pulled her own little skirt up and dipped her hand into her panties and fingered her pussy.
"He's rubbin' my pussy, Stefanie!" Julie whispered.
"I know he is," Stefanie panted.
Then Mr. Hanson was on his knees before the blonde cheerleader. He peeled her tights down her fine legs and he took the blue garment off. Then he brought them to his mouth and licked the crotch.
"Oh, shit! You're licking my tights!" Julie groaned.
Then he pasted his face to her blonde pussy and sucked it into his mouth.
"Oh, Jesus!" Julie yelped. "Oh, shit. He's chewin' on my cunt! He's chewin' on it, Stefanie. He's sucking my pussy!"
"I see him," Stefanie replied. "It looks too damn good!"
Mr. Hanson tickled his tongue up and down the virgin slit of Julie's cunt. She sucked in her breath quickly, hotly.
"Whoosh! Shit! He's doing that to me! He's down there licking it! Oh, God, help! Help!" she sobbed.
Julie's body convulsed. The teacher brought her to a violent, lusty, wonderful climax.
"Oh, teacher! Oh, Mr. Hanson! Shit, oh, ah, ahhh!" she whined.
Julie reached out with one hand and gripped the edge of the desk as she came.
Stefanie was fucking her own pussy slowly, holding herself on the edge of a tingling cum. She watched as Julie quivered into her climax.
Mr. Hanson stood up. His cock slapped against Julie's skirt. Julie fell back against the desk and slumped there, her ass on the edge of it, her arms limp at her sides.
Mr. Hanson dipped his hand into Stefanie's blue panties. His eager finger entwined with Stefanie's slippery finger and he caught onto her finger-fucking motion.
"This is another thing I wanted to talk to you about, Stefanie. These blue panties, the way you showed them off at the game tonight. Were you trying to get me hot?"
"Uh-huh," Stefanie cooed. "I was tryin' to get you hot, Mr. Hanson."
"Well, you did it, you little prick-teaser!"
"Oh, God," Julie whimpered, listening to the flow of dirty-sweet words between Stefanie and the teacher.
"You did it. You had my cock hard all evening. You jumped up and showed these panties to everyone and I couldn't stand it. I was hard and my prick was squirting."
"Yeah, that's what I wanted. That's why I wore 'em, so I could get you hot."
"Oh, you little fucker! You dirty little fuck-teaser!"
"Oh, shit. Jeez, shit!" Julie whimpered.
Stefanie was pumping on his bloating prick. Her hands slid in and out on the slippery prick stalk.
"Here, stand over here by Julie," he said, moving Stefanie over next to Julie on the desk. He then reached out his other hand and slipped it under Julie's skirt. He slid his finger into her cunt.
"Oh, pussy-finger," Julie sighed. "Finger my hot pussy!"
The teacher finger-fucked both beautiful cheerleaders at the same time, his hands driven by a boiling passion that totally consumed him.
"Julie's never been fucked, Mr. Hanson," Stefanie whispered. "Mmmmm," the man sighed. "Perhaps we shall have to correct the oversight."
He withdrew his fucking fingers and grabbed his cock. He pointed it at Julie.
"Oh, oh!" Julie gasped.
He lifted her to the desk, sat her on the edge, and worked between her spread legs. He leveled his cock at her cunt, pushing it up against the slit until the head slipped inside.
"Oh, he's got his cock in my pussy, Stefanie!" Julie chirped. "It's actually in there!"
Mr. Hanson pushed harder, giving her a few more inches of his prick. He then started his fuck-strokes.
"Oh, no! Oh, holy goddamn, oh wow!" Julie stuttered. "He's doin' it to me! He's fuckin' me now!"
Stefanie was fucking her own pussy with her expert finger, intently watching the thrilling sight before her. Julie, leaning back on bent elbows, her chin tucked in, looking down at the teacher's cock as it slowly sawed in and out of her cunt.
"He's doin' it to me!" Julie cried. "You're fuckin' me, goddamn you! You're fuckin' that big prick in and out of me right now!"
Mr. Hanson humped his naked ass in and out. His balls swung back and forth with his fuck-strokes. Julie's mouth seemed unhinged, her tongue hung out, her eyes were glazed.
"I'm gonna give you a fuckin' you'll never forget, Julie," the teacher said vulgarly.
"Yes, yes, one I'll never forget. My first fuck!"
Julie was swept up in a wave of passion. She had never experienced anything so fabulous before.
"This is so good," she gulped. "Oh, it's so..."
"Fuck her, Mr. Hanson!" Stefanie wailed. "Go on, let me see how you fuck her."
"I am. I'm fuckin' her! I'm fuckin' you, Julie!"
"Come on, do it, you dirty bastard!" Julie screamed, lost in a blinding storm of ecstasy. "Fuck me. Fuck me! Do it to me good!" sh babbled.
And he was. His fuck-strokes were pure pleasure, the way he pumped his inflamed prick into her sweet, teenaged pussy. He loved it, fucking this beautiful cheerleader.
Stefanie stepped up beside him. She took his hand and stuffed it down in her panties.
"Finger me while you fuck Julie," she gasped.
Julie kept her eyes on the fucking cock moving between them. She saw the way it slicked in and out of her pussy, the way her pussylips fluttered around it and sealed on it like a clam.
"He's got his cock fucking in me!" Julie yelled.
"I'm fuckin' you, you hot little bitch!" Mr. Hanson panted.
"Fuck me, daddy. Fuck me. I'm a hot little bitch, so fuck me!" Julie sobbed.
Mr. Hanson was jamming her pussy now, jack-hammering it with fast, rapid jabs, sticking his cock into her hot pussy with precision timing. The young girl was drenched in desire, lost in the heat of the moment.
Stefanie could see Mr. Hanson was about to cum by the lewd look on his face. His face was wrinkled into a mask of passion.
"Oh, shit! He's pissin' in me!" Julie yelped.
"I'm cumin' in your pussy!" the teacher shouted.
"Yeah, you're cumin' in it. Oh, shit! I love it. Oh, Stefanie! His prick is squirting off in my pussy!"
Stefanie was already shaking with a sweet climax. An exciting ringing throbbed through her whole body.
Julie lifted her ass off the desk and rolled it. She ground it vulgarly at the teacher, who was now jabbing his cock into her cunt with little jack-rabbit punches. Each fuck-jab was hot and hard and it made her cum.
"Oh, shit! He's fillin' me up with cream!" Julie moaned.
"You sweet little fucker!" the teacher hissed.
"I think I'm gonna faint," Julie whispered. "I'm cumin' off!"
"That's it, cum, Julie!" the teacher hollered.
"Oh, shit. Fuck! Oh, teacher. Oh ... oh, teacher. Here I cum!"
She bolted up from the waist, her entire body squirming and quivering. The climax took off as she was pulled up off the desk, the supple cock bringing her many glorious thrills. Then she fell back on the desk with a thump.
"Shit!" she said, the word escaping her mouth like hot steam. "Shit! I'll never be the same."
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was Monday and Julie and Stefanie strutted down the hall at Plato High in their cute school uniforms.
"Jeez, I can't believe we did that with Mr. Hanson," Julie said.
"It was fun, wasn't it?"
"Oh, yes. God yes!"
"Now you believe me about fucking the others too, don't you."
"You bet. And anytime you want to include me again, just let me know."
"Mike Crandell keeps pressing to go steady," Stefanie said.
"Well you're gonna do it, huh? I mean it is Mike Crandell!"
"I'm gonna make him sweat it a little."
"God, I love this school, don't you?" Julie asked.
"Yeah, it's great."
"Jeez, what would our folks say if they knew we were fuckin' our teachers?"
"They'd have a cow."
"Yeah, gag me with a big cock. They'd really be uptight."
They passed Mr. Hanson in the hall. He winked and smiled at them.
"That handsome bastard," Julie whispered. "He gave me my first fuck."
"Me too."
"I guess we'll never forget him, huh?" Julie asked.
They went to their English class. The girls sat down to wait for Miss Hobbs. Mike Crandell came in and walked over to Stefanie.
"See you after class?" he asked.
"Sure," Stefanie said.
Kriss Hobbs came in the classroom. Her long black hair was parted in the middle, accenting her round face. Her lips were bright red and she wore a tight black skirt that hugged her ample curves. Her red sweater bloomed with her big tits.
She sat down on top of her desk and crossed her legs. As usual, the boys looked right up her skirt. Then she began lecturing. When she started discussing Melville again, Stefanie dialed it out and day-dreamed about her exciting life at Plato High.
The bell brought her back to the present. The class filed out and so did Miss Hobbs. Mike lingered in the room and sat down on top of the school desk next to Stephanie's.
"Did you decide if you'd go steady with me?"
"I'm still thinking about it."
"I want you to wear my ring."
"I think I'd like that, Mike. But give me a couple more days to be sure, will you?"
He got up and pulled Stefanie from her desk. He kissed her longingly, lovingly, and slipped his hand down and felt her cunt through her skirt. She felt hard and soft down there at the same time and he rubbed his hand against her puffing pussy.
"Oh, Mike," she sighed.
She reached down and cupped his hard cock through his blue slacks. It stuck out, curved against the tight pants, and she squeezed it.
"Stefanie," he mumbled. "I love you so much."
He raised her skirt and slipped his hand into her pink panties and hooked his finger in her pussy. Stefanie unzipped his slacks and took his prick out. She slapped her hand around it and pumped it.
"Want me to jack you off again?" she whispered.
"Damn right!" he panted.
Stefanie sat back down in her desk and took his cock in her hand tighter. She jacked on it, slowly at first, then picking up her stroking pace, she went faster, and she watched herself do it, watched her hand, saw his cockhead become wet with cream.
The door banged open and Miss Hobbs burst into the room.
"What is going on here!" she screeched.
Miss Hobbs had come back to get some papers off her desk and now she stood at the door as it closed behind her. She eyed the obscene scene before her, the schoolgirl sitting in her desk, the boy standing before her, her hand jacking on his hard cock.
"This is outrageous!" Miss Hobbs huffed.
Stefanie quickly dropped her hand from Mike's throbbing cock. She flushed red, embarrassed and frightened.
"You'll both be punished for this, you can count on that!" Miss Hobbs exclaimed.
Mike tried to put his cock away, but he couldn't get it back inside his pants. It was too hard, too hot.
Miss Hobbs walked over to the young students.
"Just what do you think this is?" she said. But her eyes were glued to Mike's stiff hard cock.
"We're in love, Miss Hobbs. We're gonna go steady," Mike protested. "That so?" she said.
"I'm already on probation for drinking, Miss Hobbs, please," he pleaded, "don't turn us in."
Mike's cock was still sticking straight out. He grabbed at it again and tried to stuff it back inside his pants. Miss Hobbs watched, her lips curled into a coy smile. The smile enhanced her beauty. She was really rather young, although she seemed old to these students. Suddenly she reached out and clutched Mike's prick.
"So, you're already on probation," she whispered.
"Yes," he gasped, a shocked look on his face as he looked down at the woman's hand on his cock.
"I could have you both thrown out of school, couldn't I?" she mused.
"Yes," he said.
"Yes," Stefanie repeated.
"That wouldn't be good for you, would it?"
"No," Mike whimpered.
She squeezed his stiff prick. He moaned as she ran her long red fingers over the creamy prick head.
"Well, then. Maybe there's a way to forget this whole incident," she whispered.
Mike looked helplessly at Stefanie. Stefanie didn't know what to do. She certainly didn't want to be kicked out of Plato High.
Miss Hobbs let his prick go. "Both of you come to the front of the room," she said. She marched forward and waited.
Mike tried to put his cock away again.
"No, leave that just the way it is, since you like to have it out so much."
He walked with Stefanie to the front of the room. Miss Hobbs stood in front of the desk.
"Stefanie, I want you to pull a desk over in front of the door and put the chair up against it. Then sit down in the chair and don't move."
Stefanie obeyed.
"That's the way, do as I say and we can forget this ever happened. Come over here, Mike."
The young boy walked to her, his cock wobbling lewdly with each step.
"Right here," she said, pointing.
He stopped in front of her and Kris Hobbs dipped immediately to her knees and shoved his seeping prick into her bright red mouth.
"Ooh," Mike sighed, and looked over at Stefanie.
Stefanie was jealous, but the sight of the good-looking teacher with the big tits down on her knees sucking Mike's cock also excited her. She watched the expert way Miss Hobbs sucked on Mike's prick and learned some pointers to help her in the future.
"Miss Hobbs," Mike panted. "Oh, Stefanie, I can't stop ... she's..."
"I'm sucking you," Miss Hobbs whispered.
Then she stood up, pulled the boy to her, and kissed him passionately. He stuck his hand down between their bodies and rubbed her pussy.
Miss Hobbs pulled her skirt up and slid her panties down. Casually she took them off and threw them on top of the desk. Mike reached out again and fingered her naked cunt.
"My pussy's hot as a fryin' pan," Miss Hobbs panted.
Stefanie's pussy was all wet and sticky. She slid down on the edge of the desk, pulled her gray skirt up and dipped her fist into her pink panties and finger-fucked herself.
Miss Hobbs climbed up on top of her desk. She lay down on her back. "Now get up here with me, Michael. Get up on the desk with me."
Mike crawled up between her legs. He unbuttoned her sweater and took her massive tits out. He sucked them, kissed them, licked them.
"Uh, huh, that's it. That's good," Kris Hobbs muttered.
He knelt over her, his cock squirting. She reached up and clasped her hands around it, pulled him down on top of her, guided the pulsing hard-on into her cunt.
"Yeah!" she gulped. "Oh, yeah!"
Mike plugged his prick into her cunt and fucked her.
Stefanie watched, fucking her own pussy with her finger. Hot emotions ran through her, the vulgar, but thrilling act being performed on the desk turning her on.
"Aw, Stefanie," Mike sighed. "I'm fucking her! I can't stop!"
"Yeah, do it to me, Michael. That's the boy, that's the good boy. Just like that, just the way you're doin' it, like that. That's good, fuck me like that!"
"Oh, Miss Hobbs!" Mike whimpered in a hot frenzy, his pumping ass banging up and down on the hot teacher.
"I'm fuckin' her, Stefanie!"
"I know it!" Stef gasped. "I can see what you're doin' to her."
"And you're finger-fucking yourself!" he wailed. "I can see you play with your pussy while while I fuck her."
"Well, fuck her then doddammit! Go on, fuck her!"
"Yes, fuck me, come on!" Miss Hobbs cried.
"Oh!" Mike gasped.
"Jesus, yes! Fuck me, Michael."
"Oh, shit!" Stefanie moaned.
"Fuck me, baby!" Miss Hobbs hollered. "Come on you good lookin' sunofabitch! Come on, fuck me. My pussy needs it! Come on, fuck my pussy down, damn it!"
Stefanie was so hot she had to let it go and she was wracked by a boiling, breath-taking climax. Her finger danced in a delicious blur on her pussy.
"I'm ready, Mike!" Miss Hobbs muttered. "Pound it in. Pound it to me! Fuck my pussy!"
Mike fucked up a storm, slapping down and up, up and down on the pretty teacher. Her tits swung pendulously, her skirt pushed up around her waist. Her legs were hooked around Mike and she banged her hips off the desk, her ass slapping, thudding up and down on the wood.
Mike's cock shivered in heat and flooded her pussy with a drenching river of cum.
"Oh, baby!" Miss Hobbs yelled. "I'm get-tin' it. You're bringin' me home. Oh, oh, oh!" And her body flushed with a splendid climax. "I need this!" She screamed.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The following day Stefanie was called to the principal's office.
Mr. Turner was waiting for her. He was a dignified gentlemen, tall, well-dressed in a dark blue suit, a vest, and highly polished shoes. He was near fifty, his hair iron-gray.
He welcomed Stefanie in and asked her to sit down in front of his desk. Then he went around and sat down behind it.
"I've called you here on a disciplinary matter, Stefanie." he said stiffly.
She panicked. Did Miss Hobbs say something after all?
"What about?" Stefanie finally managed to squeak out.
"It's about that shameful display you put on at the football game, Stefanie. We simply cannot tolerate anything as lascivious as that. It was absolutely appalling!"
Oh, oh, the blue panties, she thought.
"What did I do?" Stefanie said weakly.
"That lingerie show you put on out there on the field. My heavens! That was embarrassing for the school. There were parents there."
"Well,T had a tear in my tights and we didn't have an extra pair," she defended.
"Then you should have sat out for that game. I can't believe some of the things you did, all that jumping up and down, those bends."
"Well, I..."
"I'm afraid we're going to have to suspend you, then bring you before the disciplinary committee. It's possible you'll be asked to leave school."
"Oh, please, Mr. Turner! I didn't do anything on purpose."
Stefanie squirmed in the chair. Her school skirt skipped up on her smooth, white thighs and her lush tits pushed temptingly at her white sweater.
Mr. Turner eyed her titties for a moment, then cleared his throat. "Well, it's up to me. It's my decision. And I feel we should take strong action."
Stefanie played the only card she figured she had. She slid down in the chair and her skirt rippled up higher so her white panties were revealed.
"Ah, hum," Mr. Turner mumbled. "Yes, strong action is called for."
"But, I wish you would reconsider, Mr. Turner," Stefanie cooed.
She crossed her legs, just as she had watched Miss Hobbs do in class so many times. She held her leg high, letting Mr. Turner look right up her skirt.
He abruptly got up to dismiss her, but Stefanie could see the bulge in his crotch. His hard-on pressed against his slacks in a curved line.
She stood up too and he came around the desk. She flew into his arms, pressing her lush, young body to his. The thumping in his pants pounded against her now.
"Are you sure, Mr. Turner? Can't you reconsider?" she purred.
"Well, perhaps ... I could..."
Stefanie fisted his cock through his pants and held on.
Stefanie unzipped his cock and took his prick out. The older man had a bigger prick than she would ever have imagined. His prick was like an axe handle and she clasped her hand around it.
"You devious little hussy!" he hissed.
"Oh, Mr. Turner, your cock is awesome," Stefanie gasped.
She looked down at his hard, long cock. It was throbbing and growing in her tight grip.
"Such a brazen little moppet," the principal whispered. "You should be severely punished for such lewdness. You're even groping at my ... my..."
"Your big prick!" Stefanie said heatedly.
"Yes, my salacious little scholar! Groping at my prick!"
She bent over at the waist and did a graceful swan dive on his cock. She slicked the bulging prick head into her mouth.
"Ah, oh," the man gasped.
Stefanie sucked him, sucked on his giant cock hungrily, greedily.
"Stefanie," he panted. "Oh, Stefanie, you beautiful little whore!"
She sucked furiously on the throbbing cock. She reached in his slacks and brought out his big balls and held them in the palm of her hand as her other hand pumped on his stiff prick.
"Stef ... Stefanie! You dirty cock-sucker!" the old man hummed.
She liked his words, liked what he was saying. It made her hot. She sucked like a baby on a milk bottle, gulping his massive cock.
He finally pulled her off his cock by the shoulder. He pulled her to him and kissed her as his hand went under her gray skirt and he rubbed her pussy with his fingers.
"Oh, yes," Stefanie gasped.
"You're quite the hot one, aren't you?" the principal said.
"Yes, I'm hot!" Stefanie whispered.
"Such a beautiful young thing," he mumbled, still fucking his finger into her pussy.
"Fuck me, Mr. Turner!" Stefanie blurted.
"Ah, yes, yes, my dear, a good fuck, perhaps that's what we should do about your discipline. Perhaps a good fuck would be sufficient. Perhaps I can overlook your indecent display on the field the other night."
"Yes, a fuck, Mr. Turner."
He pulled her to the fuck carpet of his office. Stefanie lay back, spread out. He toyed with her panties, then took them off. He stared at her pretty pussy, licking his lips hungrily as he rubbed her cunt with his hand.
Then he whipped her sweater up and freed her tits, fondling them, cupping them.
"You certainly have a generous set of tits, my dear," the older man breathed hotly.
He pulled his pants down around his ankles. Then he tugged down his jockey shorts and lowered himself over Stefanie. His large cock banged at her pussy and he reached down and held it as he pushed it into her cunt.
"Oh, Mr. Turner," Stefanie gasped. "Mr. Turner, you've got your prick in me!"
"Yes, Stefanie!" And then he started pumping his prick into the young girl, jamming her full of his huge cock.
"Jeez!" Stefanie hissed. "Oh, God!"
"You obscene little bitch!" the man whispered.
"Yes, I'm obscene," Stefanie blurted, scissoring her fine, young legs around the principal. "Fuck me! I want you to fuck me!"
"Indeed! And that's what I'm doing, Stefanie, my pretty darling! I'm fuckin' you."
He pumped her faster, faster, faster.-
"You're really fuckin' me, Mr. Turner!" Stefanie howled.
"Oh, Stefanie, you sweet cock-fucker! You little slut! You're fuckin' the principal. Do you know that?"
"Yes, I'm fuckin' the principal!" she
"So come with me. I'll show you something," Stefanie said.
She walked with Julie to the principal's office. Mr. Turner welcomed them in. He closed the door and sat down on the edge of his desk.
"Yes, what can I do for you young ladies?" he asked.
"We wanna fuck, Mr. Turner," Stefanie said.
Julie gasped. She looked at Stefanie, shocked. Then she looked at Mr. Turner and the man's smile faded.
"I ah, hum, I ... well now..." he stammered.
"We came here to fuck you Mr. Turner. Don't you wanna?"
"Well..."
Stefanie got up and walked over to him and rubbed his crotch.
"You brazen tart," he breathed hotly.
The principal's prick hardened. Stefanie unzipped his fly and withdrew his growing hard-on.
"Oh, gawd. A freak of nature!" Julie gasped, staring at the man's mammoth prick.
"You told me I was the best fuckin' student at Plato High, Mr. Turner, remember?"
"He did?" Julie gulped.
CHAPTER NINE
It was homecoming week at Plato High.
Stefanie and Julie were supporting their friend Darcy Peterson, who was running for queen. Darcy had a good chance. She was a very pretty young brunette girl, short but compact, with nice tits, a thin waist, and what was considered the finest ass at Plato High. Darcy's ass was alluring and tantalizing the way it always wiggled under her school skirt. The beautiful curves were full, the cheeks tight. Yes, everyone at Plato agreed Darcy had a fine ass.
Homecoming day found Stefanie and Julie in their cheerleading uniforms, ready for the big game that night. The game would be followed by the homecoming dance and Stefanie had a date with Mike Crandell.
Julie had a date with Danny Benson and Darcy was being escorted by one of the court attendants.
There was a big crowd for the game and Stefanie looked scrumptious doing her cJieers. She was careful not to show off too much because she'd promised the principal not to act too lewdly. But she saw Mr. Turner right there in the front row giving her a hot stare. The old pervert, she thought. I'll bet he'd like to take me behind the bleachers and fuck me right now!
After the game Julie and Stefanie met with their dates for the homecoming dance. The votes were tallied and Darcy was elected queen. She looked gorgeous in her long formal gown.
Julie and Stefanie had changed into their formals for the dance too. Stefanie wore a pink satin gown that pulled in around her tits, then flared from her hips into a big bell at her feet. Julie's formal was light blue and Darcy's was virgin white.
It was a touching ceremony. Darcy was' crowned queen, and sat on her throne regally with the king, Paul Stafford. Then the king and queen danced and later the three girls met at the punch table.
"You were beautiful, Darcy," Julie said.
"Yeah, congratulations," Stefanie added.
"What should we do after the dance?" Darcy asked.
"Let's go out and drink," Julie suggested.
"Mike's got his dad's car," Stefanie said.
Mr. Hanson walked up just then and the girls fell silent.
"And how are you three beautiful young ladies?" he asked.
They all agreed they were just fine.
He leaned over and whispered to Stefanie, "Wanna meet me and Mr. Bannister?"
Stefanie looked at Julie and immediately Julie knew what was up. She smiled and nodded. Stefanie nodded to the teacher.
"In the classroom in five minutes," he whispered.
"What was that all about?" Darcy said when he'd left.
"Come with us, Darcy, and we'll show you."
"What did Mr. Hanson whisper to you?" she pressed.
"I'll show you in a few minutes," Stefanie said mysteriously.
"He's the handsomest teacher at Plato High," Darcy said, watching the teacher walk away.
The three girls excused themselves from their dates, telling the boys they had to go downstairs to the girls' room. But instead they walked to the end of the hall to the classroom.
"What's all this about?" Darcy asked.
Julie opened the door and all three stepped inside. Mr. Bannister and Mr. Hanson were waiting for them.
"Come in, girls," Mr. Hanson called.
He took Stefanie by the hand and pulled her to him. Mr. Bannister grabbed Julie and kissed her hotly.
"What ... what's going on?" Darcy stammered.
Julie had never been with Mr. Bannister and she liked his hot kiss. Stefanie was feeling between Mr. Hanson's legs, fondling his rising cock.
"You guys!" Darcy exclaimed. "What's ... I mean ... do you think you guys should be doing that?"
"Why don't you kiss Mr. Hanson?" Stefanie suggested.
"Yes, why not?" Mr. Hanson said excitedly.
He left Stefanie and walked over to Darcy.
He took the beautiful homecoming queen in her pretty white formal in his arms and kissed her hotly. His hands played down over her back and swept into the cluster of formal gown at her ass, grasped that fine ass which the whole school considered a precious work of art.
"But, Mr. Hanson," Darcy gasped.
He danced his fingers over her ass, pressing his hips in against her. His hard cock punched at her formal, rubbing against the young girt.
"Mr. Bannister, that feels so good," Julie sighed.
Julie unzipped his pants and withdrew his drooling prick. She fisted it, squeezing tightly.
"Yeah, Julie, like that," the teacher whispered.
Stefanie stood between the two couples, watching the action. Then she saw Mr. Hanson lift Darcy's formal.
"Oh, don't, Mr. Hanson," she heard Darcy gasp.
But Mr. Hanson didn't stop. The horny teacher lifted the white formal all the way up over Darcy's legs, well above her white panties. He pushed her up against the desk at the front of the room and kissed her again. Then his hand slipped to her crotch and he rubbed her pussy.
"Oh, but..." Darcy panted. "Go ahead, Darcy. Let him do it," Stefanie said.
Julie was on her knees sucking Mr. Bannister's hard cock. Her pretty blonde head slid in and out on the stiff prick staff. Her cheeks sucked in and her lips were like suction cups on the man's steaming prick.
Mr. Hanson thrust his hand down into Darcy's panties. He slid his fingers through her wiry cunt hairs and stuck one inside her pussy.
"Aha! Ooh!" Darcy gulped.
"Oh, God!" Stefanie whispered.
She watched all the hot action going on around her and she couldn't stand it a minute longer. She hiked up her pink formal and sat down in a desk in the front row. She spread her legs and shoved her hand in her pink panties to play with her hot pussy.
Mr. Hanson lifted Darcy up to the edge of the desk. Then he slipped her panties down her legs and took them off.
"We shouldn't be doing this, you guys," Darcy whimpered.
Mr. Bannister had Julie on the floor. His pants and shorts were a ring around his ankles and Julie's formal up over her head. He was in her, pumping his prick in and out of her blonde cunt, shoving it into her with hot strokes, his ass humping.
"Oh, shit!" Julie blurted. "Fuck me!"
She panted, the words coming from under the hem of her formal. She grabbed the dress and pulled it down so her pretty face was exposed. Then she looked over at Stefanie and gave her a very satisfied look.
Mr. Hanson was on his knees in front of Darcy. He leaned in and kissed her cunt.
"Oh, no!" Darcy gasped. "Oh, Stefanie! What's he doin' to me?"
"He's suckin' your pussy!" Stefanie stammered, fingering her own pussy with a frenzied fist.
"Oh, no!" Darcy panted.
"Oh, yes!" Stefanie said.
"Goddamn!" Julie shouted. "I'm gettin' fucked right on the floor! Don't stop, Mr. Bannister! Oh, please don't stop fuckin' me! Don't you stop, damn you!"
Darcy wailed as Mr. Hanson gobbled her pussy. He licked it and sucked on it and sent quivering shivers of delight running through the virginal homecoming queen.
"Jesus Christ! I'm gonna cum!" Julie shouted. "I'm gonna have that feeling!" She moaned, her legs flailing.
"Go on, do it!" Mr. Bannister cried.
"Here I cum!" Julie yelped. "Oh, shit! Here it comes now!"
Stefanie felt her own tingles of pleasure twitch and tickle through her and she came with Julie.
Mr. Bannister's fucking strokes were hot and hard, fast and frenzied. He moaned, made animal sounds, then screamed.
"I'm gonna shoot off!" he exclaimed as his cock released a scorching spray of hot cream into Julie's pussy.
"He's cumin' in me!" Julie cried. "Oh, shit, Mr. Bannister, you big, bad teacher! You're squirting!"
Mr. Hanson reached behind Darcy and unzipped her formal. He took it off the young girl and she stood in front of the desk in just a blue bra, a sweet white garter belt, her pale nylons, and a pair of white high heels.
Mr. Hanson pulled her to him and kissed her young lips. Then he whispered in her ear, his hands fluttering behind her.
"You have the most gorgeous ass I've ever seen, Darcy," he panted.
"God, he's got all my clothes off, Stef!" Darcy said, her voice quavering, choked with emotion.
Mr. Hanson's hands fondled, clutched, explored the sculptured domain of her dream ass. He massaged the perfect curve of her slick ass-cheeks. His cock slapped up against the young girl's belly.
Stefanie got up and dropped her formal. Naked, she walked over to the desk.
"Look!" she said, "take his cock and hold it like this, Darcy."
Stefanie showed her how, as Mr. Hanson quickly unbuckled his pants and dipped them down. Stefanie peeled down his shorts and let them fall on top of the slacks at his ankles. Then she took Darcy's hand and placed it on the teacher's marble-hard prick.
"Oh, I can't do..."
"Oh, Jesus!" Mr. Hanson gulped. "Yes, Darcy, hold it like that!"
Darcy had never held a cock. She thrilled to the throbbing of it, the heat of his desire as she wrapped her hand around it, then squeezed down.
"Oh, baby," the teacher whimpered. "You sweet, beautiful darling!"
Darcy was so hot, but she was also still frightened. It was the first sexual encounter she'd ever had. Mr. Hanson pushed her back against the desk and humped down, his legs set apart. He leveled his prick at her sweet pussy, and pushed just the tip of his cock against it.
"No, oh, jeez!" the young girl mumbled.
"He's going to fuck you," Stefanie said.
"Is he? Oh, you guys!" Darcy gasped.
Julie and Mr Bannister were now up off the floor and they had moved over to the desk to watch the action taking place. Mr. Hanson sliced his hot cock into the young girl's virgin cunt, sending it inside Darcy about three inches.
She gasped. Sucked in her breath. "Oh, no, Stefanie, he's ... he's..."
"He's fuckin' you!"
"Oh, jeez! I don't know about ... oh, aha, oh, God! Mr. Hanson!" Darcy sobbed.
He reached behind her to grasp her beautiful ass. Then he began a slow pumping, a tingling, teasing, fucking pace that thrilled the homecoming queen.
"Ah, shit!" Julie said. "Look at that! Look at his prick go in there!"
Darcy was pinned against the desk and Mr. Hanson fucked her slowly. She had her eyes fixed down on her pussy mound, watching the heated fucking, watching the teacher's lewd cock fuck in and out of her sopping cunt.
"He really is fucking me, isn't he? He's really doin' it!" she whined.
Her head was loose on her shoulders. She swung it from side to side, her mouth open in a lewd circle. She watched intently as the hard prick fucked into her virgin cunt.
"Oh, Darcy," her teacher moaned. "You're so sweet!"
"Shit! Fuck her! Fuck the shit out of her!" Julie yelped.
Mr. Bannister's cock was hard again and Stefanie moved over to him. She clutched his prick, then dipped down on her knees and sucked it. Her hot lips sealed around his prick base.
Darcy looked over and saw Stefanie sucking the cock and she gasped. "Oh, God! I can't stand it! This is ... this is..."
"Great!" Julie said. "Fuckin' is great!"
"Oh, Mr. Hanson," Darcy gasped as the teacher's cock plunged deeper into her pussy, sawing in and out like a fiddle bow.
"Fuck him," Julie whispered. "Fuck his big cock!"
"Oh, jeez! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Darcy shouted. "Come on Mr. Hanson, fuck me!"
"Oh, this is so goddamn lewd!" Julie yelled. "I love it!"
Mr. Hanson and Darcy were fucking standing up. Stefanie was down on her knees, sucking Mr. Bannister's cock. Julie was splayed out on a school desk finger-fucking herself. The room was filled with their ecstatic heat and the sounds of their simmering fucking. The gasps, whimpers, the moans and groans, the delicious thrilling whispers, the loud squeals of delight all made each of them more turned on.
"Gimme a break!" Darcy yelled. "Gimme a break, for God's sake. I think I'm gonna faint. Oh, oh..."
Mr. Hanson clutched that beautiful ass. He humped her wildly, banging his cock into the homecoming queen's cunt. He fucked his prick in and out in a frothing, jerking, sliding stuffing, fuck-motion.
Darcy had her arms around his shoulders. She leaned in and kissed her teacher wildly, then gasped. Her body quivered and she came. She gasped loudly, as though she were choking, and her body went limp as Mr. Hanson's big cock ripped in and out of her.
"I'm doin' it!" she sobbed. "Oh, God ... it feels ... oh ... aha..."
"Yeah! we're cumin', Darcy!" Mr. Hanson shouted as his cock gushed and heaved a load of thick cream into her virgin cunt.
"Oh, Mr. Hanson," Darcy whimpered.
"You sweet, pretty darling," the teacher moaned as he drenched her pussy with gobs of cream, his cock foaming as it never had before.
Mr. Bannister watched them fuck. Then he looked down at Stefanie's red mouth sealed on his prick.
"God!" he panted.
"Oh, Jesus, you guys!" Julie cried, grinding her hips up to her fucking finger.
Stefanie sucked on the cock like it was a big sucker and she felt her pussy juices seeping down her thigh. She was so hot! She bobbed up, turned and placed her elbows on the desk where Mr. Hanson and Darcy were climaxing, and offered her naked ass to Mr. Bannister.
Quickly he positioned himself behind her and stuck his cock between her legs. Stefanie looked over her shoulder to see it push through her thighs. The cock head extended down against her pussy and she reached it and palmed it. She lifted the boiling, spitting prick head and rubbed it through her pussy slit.
Then she bent over a little farther and wiggled her ass as she slipped it into her cunt from behind.
"Oooh," Mr. Bannister groaned. "Oh, baby!"
"Fuck me!" Stefanie blurted.
"Oh, shit!" Julie squealed. "I'm gonna cum, you guys! I'm cummin' now, right now . . .oh, gimme a break! Oh, shit! Fuck and suck ... oh, it's so goddamn I-e-w-d!"
Julie's whole being shuddered. She quivered and her finger danced in a heated blur on her pussy Then she suddenly slumped back on the desk, gasping, panting, sobbing.
Mr. Hanson had fallen in a heap on top of poor Darcy. The girl's body still shook, her tits heaving, her breath coming in quick shuddering gurgles.
He finally got off her and the young girl got up on her knees, then slid off the desk. She saw Mr. Bannister fucking Stefanie from behind and realized that Stefanie, bent over the desk, looked so obscene, so beautiful.
"Oh, Stefanie," she gasped. "I just got fucked!"
"Did you like it?" Stefanie whispered, whirling her ass at Mr. Bannister's plunging prick.
"Oh, it was great!" Darcy cried.
Mr. Hanson slid off the desk, his pants still at his ankles.
"I have to get back to the dance," Darcy said. "After all, I'm the queen."
"I wanna fuck the homecoming queen," Mr. Bannister gulped.
He pulled his cock out of Stefanie and took sweet Darcy in his arms. He kissed her, his mouth open, his tongue wiggled into her mouth. His hand went immediately to her exquisite ass.
Mr. Hanson lined up behind Stefanie, his cock in his hand. He rubbed the head of his prick over the cheeks of her ass and jacked his prick against her ass-hole. His cock lifted, steaming and throbbing and very hard. He shoved his prick into Stefanie's pussy and began fucking her.
Mr. Bannister fell to his knees, turned Darcy around, and stuck his tongue into her ass-hole.
"Oh, oof!" Darcy sighed.
"Oh, Jesus! He's got his tongue up your shithole, Darcy! Ohhh, for Christ's sake. That's so lewd!" Julie yelped.
"Ah, I ... oh, jeez!" Darcy gulped.
"Goddamn, you guys!" Stefanie howled. "Mr. Hanson's really fuckin' my pussy!"
Mr Bannister hurled his tongue up Darcy's ass. He held the beautiful ass cheeks tenderly, his fingers pressed into the smooth, satiny slickness. He slashed his tongue up and down her ass slit, tonguing against her ass-hole. Then he shoved his tongue up her ass and ate her like a madman.
"Oh, golly!" Darcy yelped.
"Shit! Look at that. He's licking your ass-hole, Darcy. God, I can't believe it. That looks so good. I ... oh ... I wanna do it. I want my ass-hole licked!" she screamed.
Mr. Bannister made love to that golden dream ass. His tongue shot tingles through Darcy, sending her into a delightful dither as he lapped at her ass like a hungry dog.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh!" Darcy groaned.
Julie was finger-fucking herself again. "Do it, Mr. Bannister. Lick Darcy's ass!"
"I'm gonna cum!" Stefanie barked as she wiggled her ass back at Mr. Hanson.
He met her motions with hot fuck-strokes as he slugged his cock in and out of her sticky pussy.
Stefanie ripped into a vicious climax. A divine shower of excitement consumed her.
"Fuck it, teacher!" Stefanie yelled. "Fuck my cunt!"
Mr. Hanson came again. He sprayed a slithery load of hot cream into Stefanie's pussy as he throbbed into another erotic climax.
"Stefanie!" he yipped. "My darling, Stefanie! We're cumin', honey!"
"Yes, yes. We're gettin' it! We're gettin' it good, Mr. Hanson," she groaned.
Mr. Hanson slumped to his knees behind her, exhausted from the two heated fucks he had just enjoyed. Stefanie remained bent over the desk, her elbows on it, her head in her hands as she trembled and tried to catch her breath.
"Up her ass. His tongue is up her ass," Julie whimpered. "I want it up my ass!"
Mr. Hanson crawled on his knees toward Julie and knelt between her legs.
"Get up," he panted.
Julie stood up, her legs shaking.
"Turn around. Bend over and pull that goddamn formal up," her teacher instructed.
Julie was a good pupil and did as he commanded. She turned around, grabbed her formal, lifted it over her ass, and bent over a desk facing Darcy. Julie set her fine legs apart, her black high heels contrasting with the smooth whiteness of her shapely legs.
Mr. Hanson slapped his tongue into her ass-hole.
"Oh, God! Goddamn! Fuck-shit! Fuck, the bastard's doin' my ass-hole with his tongue. Oh, God! Jesus! Mr. Hanson, oh!
Stefanie stood up and turned around. She leaned back against the desk and watched her two friends. Both girls were bent over, the men gobbling at their fine asses.
Mr. Bannister pulled Darcy down on the wood floor on top of him. She sat down right on his face.
"Yeah, sit on my face, Darcy," the man muttered, his tongue and nose smothered by her creamy ass.
"Oh, gimme a goddamn break," Darcy mumbled. "I'm so ... so ... hot!"
As Darcy sat on his face, she saw his big cock wobbling, throbbing, pulsating. It looked handsome, terrifying, beautiful. She wiggled her ass on Mr. Bannister's face, then she reached down and clasped his cock in both hands and squeezed it. It oozed out a drop of cum.
"Jeez!" she gasped. "Whew!"
"I wanna sit on your face like Darcy's doin', Mr. Hanson!" Julie shrieked.
He lay back on the floor and Julie sat down on him, her formal floating down around his head like a parachute as her ass smashed into his face.
"Oh, shit!" she squealed. "I'm sittin' on his face! I'm sittin' on his face."
"Oh, God!" Darcy mumbled.
"He's got his tongue up my ass-hole," Julie barked.
Darcy was jacking Mr. Bannister off as the man gobbled at her fine ass.
Mr. Hanson finally slid out from under Julie's rotating ass. He pulled her down with him to the floor and flipped her blue formal up. He shoved his cock into her cunt right there on the floor.
"Uh, uh, aw, jeez!" Julie whimpered.
Stefanie couldn't stand it. She walked over to Darcy and Mr. Bannister. The teacher was now positioned so he could eat Darcy's pussy while the young homecoming queen was on her hands and knees above him.
Stefanie squatted over his shining cock. She slapped away Darcy's groping hand, took Mr. Bannister's prick and held it straight as she lowered herself. She cork-screwed her ass down and took his prick full blast up into her pussy.
She squatted over him, on her haunches. Her high heels rocked on the wooden floor as she undulated slowly on the cock.
"Fucking," Stefanie sighed. "I'm fuckin' it!"
"He's lickin' my pussy!" Darcy moaned. "I'm gettin' fucked on the floor!" Julie yelled. m
Now all three beautiful schoolgirls felt the gripping passions of their hot desires. They were consumed with the fucking and sucking of their teachers.
Mr. Bannister chomped wildly at Darcy's pussy. Finally the pretty teen queen moaned. Her shoulders shook and she threw her head back.
"He's eating me all the way to heaven!" she yelled.
"Fuck me!" Julie sighed.
"Yeah, fuck!" said Stefanie.
The room echoed with their panting. The lovely girls gasped, the heated vibrations of their climaxes filling the room.
"I'm cuming!" Julie shouted. "Now. Right now! Do me Mr. Hanson. Oh, do me, you big bad bastard! Me! Make me! Make me feel good!"
Stefanie rippled into a cum as she sat on Mr. Bannister's cock. He came and his cock heaved out waves of cream into her cunt.
"Oh, yeah!" Stefanie howled. "Yeah, fill me with cream, Mr. Bannister!"
Their passions reached the boiling point as pricks and pussies became one erupting orgasm. The melting of desire of five individuals merged into one delicious shower of rapture.
CHAPTER TEN
It was the week following the homecoming dance. Darcy Peterson stopped Stefanie in the hallway on the way to class.
"Jeez, Stefanie, that homecoming night was something. You won't tell anyone, will you?" Darcy whispered.
"No way," Stefanie said firmly.
"You know my boyfriend Brad would absolutely kill me if he ever found out. Boy, he had some questions about where I was all that time during the dance."
"What did you tell him?"
"I told him Julie got sick."
"That's good. I won't say anything, don't worry."
Darcy turned into a classroom and Stefanie was joined by Tammy Raddison, a lovely brown-haired girl who was the baton twirler at halftime during the football games. She had a thin, tight body, her tits just beginning to bud. She was pretty in a fresh, country-girl way, with big brown eyes, full cheeks, and thick lips. Her hair was long and she wore it in a pony-tail all the time.
"Are you guys gonna practice cheers for the game tomorrow?" she asked Stefanie.
Tammy had always wanted to get into Stefanie's circle of friends and was always asking stupid questions.
"No, we have all our routines down," Stefanie said.
"Oh, well, what'cha doin' after the game?"
"I don't think we've decided. Julie and I might go out with some boys. Mike Crandell wants to take me cruising."
"Oh, that sounds like fun!" Tammy cooed.
"Wanna go with us? I mean, we haven't decided yet what we're to do."
"Oh, yeah, I'd love to go with you and
Julie!" the younger girl squealed.
"Well, we'll see you at the game and decide then."
"Far out! I'll see you then."
Stefanie continued down the hall to Miss Hobbs' classroom. She entered and took her seat, smiling at Mike as she opened her notebook.
Miss Hobbs came in, dressed in her usual tight skirt and sweater. This time she wore a tight white sweater that swayed and rippled against her pendulous tits. She wore a navy-blue skirt that hugged her curves like a wet towel.
She began diagramming a sentence on the blackboard, assuming all kinds of lewd poses as she reached and bent over to write with the chalk.
Stefanie looked around. The boys were enjoying the show. Even Mike's eyes were glued to the teacher's ass. Would she have to compete with her English teacher? she asked herself. She squirmed in her desk, her short schoolgirl skirt skipping up on her lovely thighs.
Miss Hobbs came back around the desk and sat down on top of it. Her skirt pulled up and she gave the boys a generous look at her nyloned legs.
When class was over, she asked Mike to stay for a minute. This incensed Stefanie. She was jealous and Mike only gave her a helpless look.
Stefanie marched out of the room in a huff. She stood outside the door wondering what she could do. How could she possibly compete with Miss Hobbs? There must be a way, she thought.
As she stood there she could just imagine what was going on in the classroom. She knew Miss Hobbs was going to fuck Mike. The older woman was going to do exciting things to him, things Stefanie probably didn't even know about.
While she waited, Julie happened by. The two girls stood talking, but Stefanie's mind was racing. There just had to be something she could do. Finally she decided there was only one way to deal with Miss Hobbs.
"Well, what is it?" Julie asked. "I mean, what girl wouldn't want to see her fired? She's just competition. You realize that practically every boy at Plato has a crush on her?"
"Yes, I know. And she's been fucking Mike."
"You're kiddin' me!" Julie whistled. "Really."
"Yes."
"Oh, God!" breathed hotly.
"Oh, oh," the man muttered. "You cunt!"
"Pound it to me. Fuck my pussy!"
"You mink!" he stammered.
Then his cock gave in and he came. His cream spilled into the fucking schoolgirl, flooding her pussy as she shuddered into a beautiful climax.
"You're the best fucking student at Plato High!" the principal wailed as he came over and over again, his cock spurting gobs of fuck cream into the young girl.
"Yes, yes I am. I'm the best fuckin' student at Plato High!" Stefanie cried.
"Yeah, that's what he told me," Stefanie said, holding his bulging cock in her hand.
"My God! It's so long!" Julie cried.
"Both of you young ladies should be punished for such salacious behavior," the old man whispered.
"Why don't you punish us, Mr.. Turner?" Stefanie purred.
"Oh, you pretty little hussy," the principal gasped.
Then he stuck his hand under her short, gray skirt. He rubbed her soft pussy.
"Oh, Jesus!" Julie panted. "I wanna feel that thing."
She got up and went to the desk and placed her hand on her principal's huge cock. Both girls held it. Mr. Turner stuck his free hand under Julie's school skirt and fingered her cunt, too.
"Awesome. Totally awesome," Julie sighed, squeezing down on the man's cock. "How big is it?" Then she spotted a ruler on the desk. "Can I measure with that ruler?"
"Yeah, measure the damn thing," Stefanie said.
Julie pulled away from the principal's groping fingers, intent on carrying out her task. She took the ruler and Stefanie let go of his cock. Julie then grabbed it, pulled down on it, and laid the ruler along the thick staff. She pushed the end of the ruler into his fly until it mashed against his belly.
"Holy shit!" she exclaimed. "Oh, holy shit!" Look! Look at this! It's eleven inches long. It's ... it's ... shit, it's just huge!"
"God, it is big, isn't it?" Stefanie whispered.
She fell to her knees and kissed the big red cock head. She slicked it into her mouth and sucked on it hard.
"You dirty whore!" the principal mumbled.
"Oh," Julie gasped.
The principal reached out as Stefanie sucked his cock and lifted Julie's skirt.
"Ah, sweet pink panties," he sighed, admiring the snug undies. "You shameless mink, you dirty little teaser, you slut!"
"Yeah, slut!" Julie whispered. "I'm a lewd slut!"
The older man stuck his hand in her panties and fingered her wet pussy.
"Yes, a dirty little slut," he mumbled. "A pretty little strumpet, aren't you?"
"Damn right I am," Julie agreed, giving him a hot kiss that made him quake with desire.
Stefanie lifted off his cock and stood up. "Let me do it to him," Julie said. "Let me suck that big cock!"
She ducked down on his prick and licked the tip of it. A big glob of cum splattered against Julie's cheek, then slowly trailed down to the corner of her mouth. She flicked her tongue out and caught the dripping goo and swallowed it. Then she grasped the huge cock in both hands and jerked on it wildly, pulling on it in a mad, passionate motion, jacking, pounding the principal's prick.
"Oh, my," the old man whimpered. "Oh, my!"
"Just the biggest cock," Julie mumbled as her hands pumped.
Stefanie pressed in close to the principal. She mashed her tits against him, taking his hand and guiding it to her pussy.
"I have a favor to ask, Mr. Turner," she whispered.
"Ah, I ... oh, jack me off," he whispered to Julie.
"She will," Stefanie said, "if you'll do us a favor. Won't you, Julie?"
"Damn right. I'll jack off this big prick!"
But then she stopped suddenly, looking up at Stefanie and waiting for her to tell her to continue.
"Don't stop, you whore!" Mr. Turner gasped.
"We need a favor, sir," Stefanie said.
Julie jerked the cock with long slow strokes and stopped again.
"Yes, yes, yes! Anything you naughty girls want. Anything!"
Julie jacked on his giant cock again. "It's so hard. This prick is so big and hard," she whispered.
"Anything?" Stefanie whispered, pulling up her sweater, showing off her tits.
The man took his free hand and played his fingers over the luscious titties.
"Yes," he panted.
"Jack on his prick, Julie," Stefanie said.
"I am. I'm jerking you off, Mr. Turner!" Julie muttered.
"Oh, oil, you darling whores! You sweet wenches! You lovely bitches, you-"
"Finger my cunt, sir," Stefanie gulped.
"Shit, look at his cock!" Julie moaned. "It's all wet, it's foaming on the tip of it. Look at this, all this cream ... it's squirtin' out at me. Shit! Shit!"
"Ah, darling," the man groaned.
"Mr. Turner!" Stefanie said as she ground her hips to his sticky finger. "Fuck me with your finger like that!"
"Oh, girls..."
"You're gonna do us a favor. Promise?"
"I promise," he gasped.
"Fuck my pussy with your finger, sir."
"Ah, I ... you dirty-sweet darlings."
"Oh, shit! He's cuming!" Julie yelped. "Oh, holy shit! look at this thing! Look at it! Oh, my God! It's a flood!"
The man's big prick was raining thick cream all over Julie's face, all over her schoolgirl sweater. Big chunks of white cum clung to the blue sweater and big tears of cream splattered into her blonde hair. Hunks of juice sprayed her lovely face.
"Oh, girls!" the principal yelled. "You're both the best fuckin' students at Plato High."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Do you think he'll really fire Miss Hobbs?" Julie asked.
It was the night of the football game and she was discussing with Stefanie the experience in the principal's office.
"Well, we'll see. He promised, didn't he?"
"Yeah, but I don't know. I mean, we just walked in there and fucked the guy."
"Look, you wanna run this school or not? Personally I wanna be in control around here.
Don't you think our link with Mr. Turner gives us just about anything we want?"
"Well, yes, I just didn't think we could ever run things like this."
"It's fun, isn't it?"
"You bet it is," Julie answered.
The two girls were in their sweet cheerleading uniforms, the short pleated white skirts, the dark blue sweaters, the blue-knee sox, the white tennies. They were on their way to the football field.
"Are you gonna see Mike after the game?" Julie asked.
"I haven't spoken to him since that day Miss Hobbs fucked him after class. I think I'll just let him cool a while. Why don't we just go out and have some fun?"
"Sounds good."
"Oh, Tammy Raddison wants to go with us."
"The baton twirler?" Julie said disdainfully. "God, she's only just a kid!"
"I know, but she keeps bugging me. She knows who's important at Plato High and she wants to be into our circle. Should we let her?"
"I guess so, if you wanna."
"Let's take her with us tonight and see what we think."
* * *
After the game, Stefanie, Julie and Tammy-walked back to the schoolhouse from the field. They went downstairs to the girls' room to fix their hair.
Tammy wore her milky white twirler's costume. It was very tight, snug in the crotch, and there were shiny sequins on its front. Tammy also wore white boots with tassels and a sparkling ring of tinsel in her hair. It sat atop her pretty head like a princess' crown.
"So what are we gonna do?" Tammy asked.
"What do you feel like, Julie? " Stefanie asked.
"Something exciting."
"like what?"
"Why don't we drop by Mr. Hanson's place and see if he'll give us something to drink? Maybe he has some beer?"
"Hey, that sounds good. We could get a little drunk and go downtown to the Arc and goof off with the boys while they play the video games, huh?"
"Yeah, that sounds great!"
"Mr. Hanson? Beer?" Tammy gulped.
"Sure," Stefanie said. "You did wanna go with us, didn't you?"
"Oh, yes. Sure," the young girl said, not at all sure what she was getting into.
The three girls left the school. They walked down the tree-lined drive and headed toward Mr. Hanson's apartment, three blocks away. They knew he lived on the second floor of a big white house.
It was quite a sight for Mr. Hanson when he opened the door and found the two pretty cheerleaders and the cute baton twirler. They all looked so alluring.
Tammy still had her baton and stood behind Stefanie and Julie.
"Hi, Mr. Hanson," Stefanie said. "We thought we'd drop by for a beer, OK?"
"Sure, come in."
"You don't mind if Tammy comes with us, do you?"
"No,.not at all," the man said as he leered at the young girl.
The three girls entered the teacher's apartment. He led them to the kitchen, took out a six pack, and passed beer to the young girls. Stefanie and Julie gulped eagerly at theirs, but Tammy nursed hers.
"We were out lookin' for some excitement," Julie said.
"Yeah, we thought we'd stop by and see if you had any suggestions," Stefanie purred.
"You know what I'd like," he said, and
Stefanie could see his cock begin a slow rise in his slacks.
"Would you like to fuck?" Stefanie asked, taking a long swig of beer.
"Damn right I would!" the teacher panted.
"We're kinda initiating Tammy into our circle tonight," Stefanie said.
"I better go now," Tammy said, getting up nervously.
"No, don't go Tammy! Look at this!" Julie stepped over to the teacher and grabbed the bulge in his slacks. "Wanna see it?"
"I better go," Tammy whimpered.
Julie unzipped Mr. Hanson's fly and pulled his cock out.
"Ah!" the young twirler gasped loudly.
"A hard cock," Julie said proudly. "See how hard we made it just by being here in the kitchen with him?"
Young Tammy stared at the throbbing cock. It was easy to see she wasn't going anywhere. She was fascinated with the first glimpse of a cock in her life.
Julie took Tammy's hand. "Here feel it," she said, placing Tammy's hand on the hard cock.
"Jeez, you guys!" Tammy gulped. "You think this is all right."
"Sure! Just do it, hold it," Stefanie said.
"It's ... it's ... well, 'it's throbbing," Tammy whispered. "Maybe we shouldn't do this."
Mr. Hanson placed his hand tenderly between Tammy's legs and rubbed on the crotch of her twirler's uniform.
"But ... I ... oh, Stefanie ... I don't think..."
"He's rubbin' your pussy," Julie blurted.
Tammy looked Mr. Hanson in the eyes. There site saw a look she had never experienced. She saw the beautiful passion etched on her teacher's face. She felt the tingle of sweet delight I hat slithered from his probing fingers, through her virgin pussy, all through her body.
"He's fucked me, he fucked Julie. And he's fucked Darcy. He got our cherries," Stefanie said proudly.
The handsome teacher shuddered at the thought. He rubbed Tammy's pussy harder and she clutched his cock.
"Tammy, sweetheart," he mumbled.
"Oh, but, I can't do that!" Tammy protested.
The teacher reached behind her and unzipped the uniform and peeled it down, revealing the beautiful twirler's fine lines, the graceful sweep of her thin, young body. He pulled the white uniform down over her thighs, over her boots, and took it off.
Tammy stood naked, except for the white boots.
Mr. Hanson tumbled to his knees and plastered his face to her fuzzy pussy. He licked the brown, sweet hair. He licked her tight cunt slit, his tongue probing it, opening it. He tasted the juice that oozed into his mouth.
"Oh, he's ... oh, Stefanie!" Tammy stuttered.
"He's suckin' your cunt, Tammy," Stefanie said.
Mr. Hanson cupped Tammy's precious ass as he ate at her pussy. The sweet teen instinctively pushed her cunt out to the lapping tongue. She'd never felt so good. She trembled and gasped, her breath erratic. Little whimpering sobs escaped her mouth.
She swung her head from side to side in delirious ecstasy. Her long brown pony-tail slapped back and forth.
"Goddamn, that looks good," Julie said as she lifted her little skirt above her blue tights and rubbed her pussy.
"Yeah, looks awesome," Stefanie whispered.
Tammy quaked into a sharp, quick, shivering climax. She groaned and panted, her voice just a passionate whimper.
"Oh, golly! Oh, jeez!"
Mr. Hanson gobbled her pussy greedily now, his tongue pointed at her pussy. He pushed her ass with his hands, cupping the ripe cheeks and mashing her pussy to his face as Tammy came.
"I ... oh," she sighed in a long guttural moan.
"She's cuming," Stefanie whispered.
"Yeah, she's gettin' it!" Julie said.
"It feels so ... good!" Tammy cried. "Uh, oh, Mr. Hanson, oh, please ... ahhh!"
Mr. Hanson brought her to the top of the steaming climax. Then he stood up, his cock wobbling, wild, simmering. He took the girl to the floor with him, crawling on top of the young twirler. He lowered himself to her naked body, guiding his spurting cock to her pussy. His prick head was against her sopping cunt lips and he slipped just the red, shining head inside her pussy.
"Oh, no!" Tammy sobbed.
"He's fuckin' her!" Julie cried.
"Yeah, fuck her Mr. Hanson," Stefanie said.
"Oh, Stef, he's got his cock in me!" Tammy shrieked. "Oh, Mr. Hanson! Don't, oh, please don't!"
"Yes," Mr. Hanson said, pumping his prick in and out of her.
"Oh, please, oh," Tammy burbled.
"Fuck it!" Julie shouted.
"Please!" Tammy whimpered. "Oh, please, oh, yes, yes, oh, it feels ... oh Stef, he's doin' it to me!"
"Fuck him, Tammy!"
Tammy's legs were spread wide on the floor. Her white boots bumped against the floor as Mr. Hanson pumped his prick deeper into her young pussy.
"He's fuckin' me, isn't he?" Tammy babbled.
"Yes, I'm fuckin' you, Tammy," Mr. Hanson whispered.
"Oh, it feels so-golly-Mr. Hanson, it feel sooo good! I've never felt anything like this before! Oh, golly, I love it!"
"What do you love, Tammy?" Mr. Hanson asked.
"I love the way you're fucking me, Mr. Hanson!" she yelled. "Good."
"I didn't know this could feel so good. God! Ah, it feels so..."
She had her legs wide apart, and then suddenly she threw them over Mr. Hanson's legs, her boots high in the air. Her little ass bumped up and down on the floor as he hammered his hot cock into her pussy.
Julie had her tights down around her knees, her legs set apart as she stood over the fucking couple. She fingered her pussy and Stefanie stuck her finger up Julie's ass.
"Oh, God, Stef," Julie panted. "You gonna finger my ass-hole?"
Stefanie lifted her own cheerleading skirt and dipped her hand in her tights. "Yeah, I'll finger it for you."
"I'm gonna feel it again!" Tammy cried.
"You gonna cum?" Julie shouted.
"Yeah, Julie. I'm gonna feel it!"
Mr. Hanson was a fucking maniac now. "You're gonna cum, Tammy!"
"Oh, shit!" Julie sobbed, her finger twitching in her cunt, Stefanie's finger diddling her ass-hole. "Oh, let's all cum!"
Mr. Hanson's cock erupted in Tammy. She squirmed, wiggled underneath him and shouted.
"Oh, God! It's squirtin' in me! Oh, oh, I'm cuming!"
Stefanie flamed into a wild climax with her own finger in her pussy.
"Yes, cummin' ... let's cum!" she whispered.
Mr. Hanson and Tammy slapped against each other. The teacher brought it home with the young girl, giving Tammy her first taste of fucking pleasure. It was a wild, erotic fuck she would never forget.
After he came, Mr. Hanson lay on top of Tammy. He was still breathing heavily and she trembled beneath him, whimpering and sobbing in delight.
She slipped her blue tights off and pulled Mr. Hanson off Tammy. He rolled over on his back on the floor. Julie spread her legs and sat down on his chest, then moved forward and mashed her tingling cunt to his mouth.
Stefanie slid out of her tights, lifted her pleated white skirt and sat down on Mr. Hanson's thighs. She took his limp, gooey cock in her hands and pumped her hand up and down on the slippery shaft.
Tammy got up and watched the exciting display. She sat down on the couch just a few feet from the fucking threesome. She was fascinated by the way the man's prick grew in Stefanie's hands. His cock got bigger and bigger and it made her hot. She reached down and shoved her finger in her sopping pussy.
"He's suckin' my cunt! You're suckin' my cunt, Mr. Hanson!" Julie wailed.
"Mmmmm, mmm," he mumbled into her pussy.
Stefanie, so beautiful, her big tits straining against her blue sweater, thumbed Mr. Hanson's cock, playing with it until his cock was erect, stiff, hard as rock. She bent over and kissed the head of his cock, her long brown hair falling off to one side of her face.
"Mmmmm, mmm," Mr. Hanson muttered.
Both young cheerleaders sat on top of the teacher. Stefanie lifted up, holding his cock stiff in her hand. She fucked down on it, fucked it up into her pussy.
Tammy slid down in the chair. She picked up her baton and spread her legs. She took the baton and rubbed the rubber-ball tip of it against her hot little cunt. She was in a tizzy, she had never been so hot. She loved all this. It was so new, so exciting, and she absolutely loved it.
"I absolutely love this," Tammy whimpered.
"My God, look at Tammy!" Julie blurted.
Stefanie looked over at the young twirler. Tammy had the tip of the baton in her pussy.
"Jesus! Jesus! She's fuckin' her pussy with the baton!"
Even Mr. Hanson had to stop his obscene sucking to look over at the beautiful child on the couch, her legs set apart, her ass on the edge of the cushion. She had the tip of the baton in her pussy and she was dipping the shiny metal in and out.
"Oh, God!" Mr. Hanson exclaimed. "Oh for God's sake! She's fuckin' her cunt with the baton!"
Mr. Hanson slammed his face back into Julie's pussy and smashed his mouth into it like a madman!
"Fuck yourself with that baton, Tammy," Stefanie urged.
"Oh, shit!" Julie sighed. "This is the best yet!"
"I am fuckin' myself!" Tammy sobbed.
She shoved the baton into her pussy and pulled it out. She found a beautiful slick stroke and held to it. The shaft of the shining baton slicked beautifully in and out of her young pussy.
"God, Tammy!" Stefanie panted.
She bucked up and down on Mr. Hanson's cock, giving him the ride of his life. She had never been so hot. She went wild, her ass bounced up and down, slapping against the teacher's thighs as she fucked his prick furiously.
Tammy watched the action. Her pussy juices were flowing, slicking and slathering the shaft of the baton, making it creamy.
"Ah, oh, jeez, you guys!" Tammy blithered.
"Oh, Mr. Hanson, lick my pussy!" Julie said in a heated gasp.
"Look at that!" Stefanie panted. "God, Tammy!"
Tammy had the baton lodged in her pussy. Her hand was on the shaft, her wrist loose, facile, as though she were directing a band. She fucked her pussy with splendid timing, the metal shaft of the baton like a well-oiled piston as it fucked her eager young cunt.
"Oh, shit!" Tammy whimpered.
"Fuck it, fuck yourself with that damn baton!" Julie yelped.
"Mr. Hanson, look at Tammy," Stefanie said.
The man managed to twist his head to see her without taking his tongue off Julie's cunt.
"My God that's beautiful, Tammy," he muttered.
"Eat me!" Julie screamed. "Get back on my pussy!"
"Fuck me, Stefanie!" Mr. Hanson panted. "Fuck me like that. You're fuckin' me so damn good, baby!"
"Eat me and shut up!" Julie commanded.
"Oh, shit!" Tammy muttered.
Her hand danced on the baton, sending it sliding in and out of her quivering young cunt. Her beautiful lithe body arched up to meet the long slick strokes of her baton.
"I'm gonna feel it!" Tammy gasped.
"She's gonna cum!" Stefanie yelped.
"Fuck it, Tammy, fuck yourself with that baton. It's so damn I-e-w-d! I love it!"
"Shit! Fuck!" Stefanie yelled. "I'm gonna get it. I'm gonna fuck off on this big cock!"
"Eat my pussy, teacher!" Julie yelled. "Come on, damn it, suck me off!"
Tammy's body quaked and sizzled. She flushed and came violently, a shaking, shuddering climax with the baton dancing in and out of her pussy.
"I'm cuming too!" Julie cried.
Stefanie bucked frantically on the big cock as it swelled and gushed like a broken water main, pouring a thick stream of hot cream up into her pussy.
"Fuck me," Stefanie whispered.
Mr. Hanson's ass was bumping off the floor at her as he feverishly finished off Julie's cunt.
"I'm feelin' it all over," Tammy sighed, her body frozen to the stiff baton, arched up obscenely off the crouch as she came. "I'm fuckin' my baton. I'm fuckin' my baton!"
Julie jumped off Mr. Hansoir's gaping mouth, crawled across the floor and stood before Tammy. She took the other end of the baton and guided it into her cunt.
"Oooooo!" she whimpered.
"Oh, gosh," Tammy gasped. "Oh my gosh!"
"Now we can fuck each other with the baton, Tammy."
"Oh, Julie!" the young girl panted.
"Jesus! Look at that!" Stefanie gasped.
Mr. Hanson was on fire. "Oh, wow!" he mumbled.
"Look, I'll push like this," Julie said, thrusting the other end of the baton into Tammy's pussy, "and you push back. Yeah, like that. Yeah! And we'll fuck this baton into each other."
"Oh, golly, Julie, fuck me!" Tammy sighed.
And the two young girls rode each end of the baton, twirling it between them. The shining metal was like a lightning rod, sending electric jolts of pleasure to each young girl.
Tammy, naked except for her white boots, and Julie, with her uniform up around her waist, fucked the baton. Both their pony-tails swung with their humping and pumping.
"Now we're doin' it. Now we're fuckin'! "
Julie cried.
"Fuck me, Julie."
"Fuck me, Tammy!"
"Fuck me, Mr. Hanson!" Stefanie yelled. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! You two on the baton fuckin' each other ... oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
CHAPTER TWELVE
Stefanie returned to Plato High after Thanksgiving and went to her English class. She was pleasantly surprised to see Miss Hobbs absent. In her place a new teacher, a man, a young man just out of graduate school. He was nice-looking, she thought.
She sat deliciously in her school uniform, her big tits looking mouth-watering sweet as they filled up her tight, pink sweater.
The new teacher, Mr. Brand, took notice of the pretty student, the way she stood out above all the rest. And Stefanie liked the way he looked at her.
The bell rang and Mike Crandell came up to her.
"Hi, can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Sure," Stefanie said. "Wait outside for me. I have to speak with the new teacher."
"Why?" he asked quickly.
"Just wait for me!" Stefanie snapped.
Mike left the room and when the others had filed out, Stefanie approached Mr. Brand.
"Hi, Mr. Brand, I'm Stefanie Bradley."
"Ah, yes, Stefanie. What can I do for you?"
She moved closer to him as they stood behind his desk. Her tits brushed his arm. "I was just wonderin' how you were gonna grade in this class?"
"Well, I..."
Stefanie was dangerously close to the new teacher. He trembled at her beauty, her fine body, her big tits.
"I need a good grade," Stefanie said.
"You do?"
"Yes. I'm making A's in all my other classes," she purred, noticing the rise in his pants.
"Well, I'm sure you'll do fine in here," the teacher said, shaking, his hands trembling.
"Good, that's good. I'm sure I'll do fine, too," she cooed.
Her gray school skirt touched the tip of his hard cock. She brushed her hips against his cock and turned and walked to the door. She looked over her shoulder at the steaming teacher-and smiled seductively.
Mike was still waiting outside for her.
"What was that all about?" he asked.
"I had to meet the new teacher, that's all."
"Well, look, I've waited a long time for your answer about going steady. What've you decided?"
"I like you a lot, Mike, but I'm not ready to go steady, not yet. Maybe later."
"Aw, come on! I thought we were gonna go steady."
"Nope," Stefanie said.
"Well, you will date me, won't you?"
"Oh, sure, Mike, I'll date you. Just ask me.
The boy turned at a side hallway and defeatedly walked away. "I'll call you then," he said. "Please do, Mike," Stefanie called.
* * *
Stefanie met Julie, Tammy and Darcy down the hall. The four stunning schoolgirls walked along together, the lovely homecoming queen, the two sexy cheerleaders, the hot little baton twirler.
"Well, I'd say we've got complete control now," Stefanie said. "We got rid of Miss Hobbs. I'd say we can run old Plato High if we want to."
"Yeah, we're the best," Julie said proudly.
"I think I'll run for president of the student body," Darcy said.
"Hey, that's good," said Stefanie. "We can make sure that you'll win."
"Sure, that's no problem," Julie said.
"What about Mike?" Darcy asked.
"I can't go steady with anyone. There's too much fun around. Didn't you see that new transfer student, the tall blonde? Gimme a break! And what about the new teacher?"
"He sure is good lookin'. " said Julie.
"He sure is," Darcy agreed.
"And we're the most popular girls in school," Stefanie said.
"Yeah, it feels good, powerful," Julie chimed.
"Sure does. It sure does," agreed Darcy.
Tammy held out her baton and slicked her hand lewdly up and down on it. "Anyone wanna fuck my baton?" she whispered.
The four pretty girls headed immediately for the girls' room.
