The human mind is probably the biggest mystery of all creation. No one really knows how far the deepest depths of the subconscious extend. Even though research has been conducted in mental phenomena, no mortal man has ever been, or probably ever will be able to understand the complexities that surround the human psyche. And because we cannot fully understand the intricacies involved, the mind is a very precarious thing.
Each individual determines his own sense of reality through his own perspective, or mind's eye. And since reality is really a subjective and relative state, and individual morality can prove, at times, to be a very fragile item. This can cause some people to lose their only grip on self-control.
The characters in this novel, THREE HORNY CHEERLEADERS, find their sense of reality challenged through one man's manipulation of their values. But his greedy lust for power eventually changes the behavior of students and faculty, with devastatingly shocking results.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Principal Bradley leaned back in his chair in the high school's office, watching the cutest girl in school filling her luscious mouth with his prick. Bradley was justly proud of his prick. It was an awesome twelve-inches long when fully erect, and he came like a volcano almost at will.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Kandi purred. She was kneeling between Bradley's legs, filling her face with the gigantic column of cockmeat that sprouted from the fly of the principal's pants.
Still a teenager, Kandi had raven-black hair that she parted on the side, letting the ebony tresses frame her face in loose waves, falling down to several inches past her shoulders. She had eyes that smoldered constantly with lust, black as onyx, shining with the excitement that only a teenager in love with cocks can have.
Grabbing the throbbing tube of Bradley's prick, Kandi brought her fists up and down his cock shaft while she bobbed her head quickly, dragging her bright-red lips back and forth over the ridge of his cockhead. Her pink tongue slithered around the crest of Bradley's fucker, flicking here and there, probing his pisshole.
She released his fuck rod with one hand and grabbed her jiggling tit, pinching the nipple to send shivers of excitement ripping through her veins. Her tits had pink areolas the size of silver dollars, capped by hard nipples that . seemed permanently erect, displaying for one and all the burning lust that consumed her soul.
"Ohhhhh! You're doing well, Kandi," Bradley whispered, smoothing a lock of hair away from her cheek so he could watch the beautiful girl chewing on his prick. "It is somehow appropriate for you to give me a blow-job."
Kandi uncorked his cockhead from between her lips, kissing the knob and smiling. "Why is that?"
"Because I've got the biggest cock around, and you've got the prettiest face. The two are made for each other!"
The compliment pleased Kandi immensely, almost as much as the size and flavor of Bradley's gigantic cock filling her ravenous mouth. She held his cock up so that it pointed toward the principal's flat stomach and tongued his pricktip. As she tongued his cock knob, Kandi squeezed her fingers deep into her luscious, firm young tits.
"Your cock's so goddamn gorgeous!" Kandi sighed. "I'll give you a blow-job any time you want!"
Her raven locks swirled around her face as Kandi recaptured his bullet-shaped cockhead in her face. Her cheeks hollowed as she drew a firm suction on his fuck pole, squeezing the sides of his prick. Her tongue lashed at his rubbery, pointed cockhead, scraping over the taut flesh to drive Principal Bradley ever closer to the moment when he would spew out his rich, creamy cum.
"Mmmmmmft!" Kandi slurped, rising higher on her knees to bob her face straight up and down on the rigid, fat fuck pole jutting out of Bradley's pants. She fucked her face on his prick, letting his cockshaft stretch her red lips. Salty, pungent pre-cum oozed from his pisshole, only to get quickly licked off by the teen-ager's frisky tongue.
Squirming on the floor, Kandi pistoned her face more quickly over the man's cock, throwing her head down until his massive cockhead slammed against the back of her throat. Her firm tits swayed on her chest, her nipples tingling, standing out like pencil erasers. She let warm saliva trickle down his massive prick shaft, using the saliva to lubricate her fist as she jacked it with both hands.
"Suck it, Kandi!" Principal Bradley urged, feeling the cum simmering in his balls, fast turning to a boil. "Suck my cock for all you're worth if you want to get the cheerleader uniforms to change!"
Kandi tilted her head back, turning her dark eyes up to Bradley's face. Her brilliantly painted red lips were stretched out, wrapped around the tip of his cockhead. The red lipstick Kandi used matched the polish on her fingernails and the red of the silk scarf knotted loosely around her neck. She winked at Bradley and lashed at his fiery pricktip with her tongue while her lips nibbled tenderly at his meaty cock.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Kandi sighed, letting Principal Bradley know exactly how much she craved his wad of fuck-cream.
Seeing her face, with her narrow, arching eyebrows over shining eyes, her high cheekbones and cock-filled mouth, was just too much for Pincipal Bradley. He groaned, the sound coming from deep in his chest, and felt his jism bubbling hotly in his balls.
His red-hot fucker flexed between Kandi's lips, drooling more delicious pre-cum onto her flicking, probing tongue. She thrust her face over his fuckpole, gorging herself on his magnificent, huge column of cockmeat. His pricktip slammed against the back of her mouth and Kandi's head snapped backward slightly. She nearly choked several times, and it was difficult to keep from scraping his fat cockshaft with her teeth, but she managed to fit the knob into her throat. Her neck swelled out visibly as his cockhead reamed her throat.
"Take it all!" Bradley hissed, unable to believe such a young and beautiful girl could actually swallow his gigantic prick.
Kandi struggled, his pricktip feeling like it would tear her throat apart. She had almost all of his foot-long fucker in her face when she could not take any more. Pulling her head up, Kandi uncorked his prick meat from her throat and inhaled greedily through her nose, holding just the very point of his cockhead between her gleaming lips. She worked both hands over his prick shaft, twisting and tugging and pounding his fuckpole with all her might as her tongue danced on his cockhead.
"I'm cumming!" Principal Bradley said in a choked voice.
Kandi tilted her head back once again, looking into Bradley's eyes as he stared down at her. His cockhead bucked between her lips and Kandi raised her face slightly, sticking her tongue far out of her mouth to lash at the seamed underside of his cockshaft.
The cum started flying, exploding out of Bradley's big, hairy balls, jetting out his cockhead. The first blast shot almost straight up, landing in Kandi's black bangs. The jism stuck to her hair, matting the hair to Kandi's forehead as she continued licking his cockhead and fisting it furiously. The second powerful blast of cum was weaker, spitting out of his cockhead to strike the stunningly beautiful teen-ager just beneath the right eye, splattering thickly across her cheekbone. His cock jerked between her hands, filling her fists as more pungent, salty jism exploded from the knob, hitting Kandi's nose and smearing over her brightly painted lips.
The fountaining jets slowed down to a trickle, rolling out of his spongy pricktip to run over her fingers and hands. Squeezing his prick shaft from the root up to the head caused a large, pearly drop of cum to ooze out. Kandi licked the cum off with the tip of her tongue.
"Delicious," she purred, then filled her cum-smeared face with his prick head and much of his cock shaft, wrapping her red lips firmly around his fuckpole to suck out another drop of precious jism.
"I-I never thought you were going to do that," Principal Bradley said weakly, watching the blobs of cum trickling slowly down Kandi's face. He let her nurse on his prick until it was clean and soft, then watched in total amazement as Kandi licked all the jism off her fingers.
"Now you'll see why I always wear a scarf," she said. She untied the scarf and used it to wipe the jism from her face. Clean at last, except for the cum in her hair, Kandi pulled on her skin-tight jeans and pulled the light cotton shirt over her head.
"Kandi, that was one of the best blow-jobs I've ever gotten."
"Maybe next time I'll be able to deep-throat you," Kandi said, patting Bradley's prick through his pants. "So is it a deal, then? I can design the cheerleader uniforms this year?"
"If you really want to, I guess it's okay with me.
From her back pocket, Kandi withdrew a tube of lipstick and she applied a fine gloss to her mouth. Satisfied with that, she combed her hair so that it was nice and fluffy again, then left Principal Bradley, shaking her ass invitingly because she knew he was watching.
CHAPTER TWO
"So what did he say?" April asked Kandi as they stood in the hallway outside Principal Bradley's office. "Can we have the uniforms the way we want them?"
Kandi laughed lightly, looking at her friend, envisioning how sexy April would look in the uniforms. She'd be an absolute knock-out!
"Yeah, we can have our uniforms," Kandi answered, her eyes darting back and forth, from April's excited face to Desiree's. "But you two owe me a favor."
"How so?" April asked.
Slowly, carefully, Kandi told of how she had walked into Principal Bradley's office and seduced him. Kandi carefully described the size and shape of the principal's prick, to the disbelief of her friends. When Kandi discussed, at great length, how his cock had jumped in her fists and spewed out hot, scalding jets of fuck-cream onto her face, April and Desiree refused to believe her. Calmly, Kandi pulled her red scarf out of her pocket and she handed it to April. The scarf was still moist, dotted with blobs of cum.
"Listen, we both owe you a favor then," April said, rubbing her thumb into a drop of jism, enjoying the feel and smell of the cum. "I've got to run now. Classes, you know!"
April walked quickly away from her friends, afraid she would spew out her own pussyjuice at any moment. The story told by Kandi, in such glowing detail, had turned her on immensely. A senior in the school, April had a body that was second to none. Though she was just a teen-ager, she had monumental tits that billowed out from her chest, standing round, high and firm. Her waist was extremely narrow, and her hips had just the right amount of curve to them. Her honey blonde hair was parted down the middle of her head, falling down the sides of her face before being combed back in a wind-blown look. And though she was very pretty and had full lips just made for sucking pricks, it was April's incredible tits that drew the gazes of men and boys she passed.
The big-titted teen-ager was quite aware of her tits and the impact they had on men.
On this sultry summer day, April had chosen a loose skirt of dark purple and a white silk blouse sheer enough to show off her lacy mauve bra.
The bell rang for classes to begin, but April kept walking, searching for some place to hide from straying eyes so she could hoist her skirt up and finger her seething, dewy pussy until she came. The only way to relieve the tension in the pit of her stomach was to diddle her red, tingling clit until the pussyjuice gushed from her cunt.
After ten minutes of searching, April decided on looking for an empty classroom to finger herself off. Walking quickly, her gigantic tits jiggling and sloshing on her chest, she slipped quickly past the hall monitor.
"Hey, wait a minute, April," Rock said.
April studied the boy briefly. He was in the same grade as her, though they really weren't very good friends. Rock played defensive end on the football team and was positively huge, standing six-four and weighing more than two-hundred pounds. April, always the chic and sophisticated one, didn't like him because he was crude and brash.
"What do you want, Rock?"
"You ain't supposed to be in the hallways during class," Rock said, his gaze drifting to the exaggerated, milky cleavage of April's gigantic tits. Instantly he felt his cock begin to harden in his jeans. "You gotta know that much. Ain't nobody supposed to be in the halls during class."
April assessed her situation quickly. Though she didn't find anything sexy about Rock's huge, crude form, she also understood that he had her over a barrel. She smiled sweetly at him, her golden hair fluffing smoothly, framing her high forehead and dazzling, pouting mouth with the cocksucker's lips of bright red.
"Rock, I'm on the cheerleading squad, you can't get me in trouble," April said, moving closer to the boy who towered over her, swaying her hips slightly as she walked. "If you give me a pink slip, I'll get kicked off the cheerleading squad for a whole week. Then you won't have me cheering for you on the first game this Friday. Now you don't want that, do you, Rock?"
The dim-witted boy studied April, not quite certain whether she was teasing him or really making a play for his body. He had watched April on the sidelines before, her colossal tits bouncing crazily beneath the cheerleader uniform, sloshing about like water balloons. He couldn't count the number of times he'd sprung a hard-on during practice, watching the cheerleaders going through their maneuvers.
"Come on, Rock, isn't there some way I can make this up to you so I can still cheer this Friday?" April said, touching the boy's mammoth chest with her fingertips.
April snapped her head from left to right, checking the hallways. She was alone with Rock. There was something altogether devilish and daring about being in the hallway, so close to the ever-present danger of being seen doing something lusty. April, her lust already rampaging in her seething cunt, trembled from head to foot.
"I'm going to get you off, Rock." She looked straight into his eyes as she backed away from the tall athlete. "You can have me any way you want if you don't give me a pink slip."
April's fingers trembled as she flicked open the buttons of her blouse. She spread the silk, lacy material, pushing open the blouse to spread around her thirty-eight-inch tits encased in the lavender bra. Her fingertips trailed lightly over the bra, making her nipples hard and prominent, standing out proudly through the intricate pattern in the lace.
"You like my tits, don't you, Rock?" He nodded his head quickly, jaw swinging open dumbly. "How would you like to suck on them?" Again, Rock nodded his head vigorously. "And eat my pussy? Would you like to eat my pussy, Rock? Maybe you'd like to also-"
April was shocked at the swiftness and agility of the huge, muscled boy. He grabbed her by the shoulders, then spun April around so that her back was against the wall. Grabbing the lacy cups, Rock flicked open the hook-and-eye clasp, freeing the blonde's gorgeous, creamy tits quickly.
"Fucking A!" Rock hissed.
April helped Rock, pulling the bra cups away from her tits to show off her large, caramel-colored areolas with her throbbing, blunt nipples. She shivered, raising one knee to slide it up between Rock's thighs, rubbing his prick through his jeans. His hands captured her tits possessively, pinching her nipples between thumbs and forefingers until April purred and moaned ecstatically.
"Suck on them," April urged, oblivious to anyone who might be watching. She didn't gave a flying fuck about anything anymore except her own sizzling, white-hot clit and the unrelenting need she felt to spew out her slick, oily girl-cum.
April guided Rock's head to her tit, mashing the incredible orb against his face, shoving as much of her nipple and areola into the hotly sucking recesses of his mouth as she could. The jagged bolts of passion that ripped through her veins made April quiver as she spread her legs wider apart, leaning against the wall. When Rock's hand slipped up between her thighs, April rolled her head on her shoulders, lost in lust.
Rock's huge, powerful shoulders heaved as he gobbled as much of April's magnificent tit into his mouth as he could. Her nipple was delicious, hard as a pebble, pulsating between his lips. Shoving his hand up between April's thighs, Rock was surprised to notice she wasn't wearing pantyhose. Instead, once he reached the tops of her thighs, he felt her silky flesh, the clasp of her garter belt, then the moist heat of April's cunt through her bikini panties.
"Mmmmft!" the gorilla-like boy grunted, sinking his teeth deep into April's creamy tit flesh. Grabbing her panties, he ripped them from her body savagely.
Gasping, April felt the long, brutal invasion of a finger into her pussy. It was difficult for her to believe how quickly Rock had changed. One second he was about to pink slip her for tardiness; the next he was ripping off her panties to get to her oily, juicy cunt.
"Easy, Rock, you're going to hurt me," April chided lightly, feeling the boy's big finger jabbing deep into her pussy, spreading her cuntlips and gliding between the glistening, velvety smooth walls of her fuckhole.
Ignoring April's wishes, Rock pushed his massive hand into the perfumed hair at the back of her neck. Bending April backward, Rock planted a bruising kiss on her lips, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
Rock's groping hands mauled April's luscious body, roaming from one tit to the other, crudely fondling her lust-aroused nipples, his fingers prying deep into her firm, yet silky soft tit mounds. He sank his teeth deep into the velvety arch of her neck, making April squirm uncomfortably, beginning to struggle against the giant teenager.
"You need it bad," April hissed, her own passion rising. The prospect of fucking in the hallway where they could be caught at any second greatly excited April's adventurous spirit. Kandi may have given Principal Bradley a blow-job in his office, but April was going to fuck in the hallway!
"You cunt! What are you? A fucking cockteaser?" Rock growled angrily. "Is that what you are?"
April squirmed out of his grasp. Grabbing her skirt, she pulled it up to her stomach, showing off her lean, taut hips and the golden half-moons of her asscheeks. Her cunt bush, slightly darker than the golden hair on her head, was glistening with drops of pussyjuice near her pink cunt. Around her waist was the purple garter belt of satin and lace, with elastic straps running down both thighs to clasp April's thigh-high purple silk stockings. Combined with the bra, the purple three-piece set was the big-titted cheerleader's trademark.
She always wore the ensemble and everyone knew her by it. Only when April wore her cheerleader's uniform was she not seen in her purple stockings.
"I'm not teasing," April gasped, her cheek pressed against the cold marble wall as she shook her exposed ass at Rock. "Come on and fuck me if that's what you want!"
April trembled with excitement as she felt Rock's powerful hands wrapping around her middle, one hairy arm under her stomach to hold her steady while the other guided his massively engorged column of cockmeat to the hungry, juicy lips of her cunt. Her creamy tits swayed on her chest. April let go of her tight skirt, placing her hands flat against the wall to brace herself against the onslaught of burning cock she knew would be coming. She spread her feet more, now slightly wider than shoulder's width, and pushed her ass toward Rock as her tits swung away from her body, angling downward, appearing even larger than normal with gravity tugging at them.
"Cunt!" Rock hissed, bringing the mushroomed tip of his fuckrod to April's backside. Though he was trying to ream her pussy, Rock was considerably taller than April and his aim was disturbed by the rampant lust that whirled in his mind.
Her unbuttoned blouse was flopping at her sides, the large cups of April's bra dangling emtpy and useless, her head hanging down as the big-titted cheerleader waited for that one exquisite moment when her cuntlips were forced apart.
But it didn't work out that way.
It was with agonizing clarity that April realized what had happened. The power of the thrust, combined with Rock's meaty arms holding her steadfast, prevented her escape. She tried to scream but the sound seemed trapped in her throat. Her eyes rolled back in her head and reality drifted away as blinding pain subsided to a strange, ethereal numbness.
April felt her asscheeks, so tight and perfectly rounded, getting spread apart. And then his cockhead was at her tight, puckered virgin asshole. The arm around her middle tightened and Rock's prick fucked forward. April was forcibly picked up. Rock's prick nearly bent in half before reaming her asshole, stabbing completely into her virgin shitter. Rock, his primal instincts taking control over his senses, grabbed April and leaned back, his legs like tree trunks as he picked the stunning, chic blonde up completely.
"Ug! Ug! Ug!" Rock grunted, rising up to his tiptoes, then dropping down hard on his heels, working his prick in and out of April's ass.
"Awwwwwww!" April groaned weakly. Her head was on Rock's shoulder as his hamsized hands mauled her throbbing tits. Her high-heeled shoes dangled inches above the floor, feet twitching as Rock fucked her ass with his red-hot cockshaft. April's hands hung down, the fingers seeming to grasp for something unseen.
Rock, leaning back, keeping his feet firmly planted beneath him, bounced slightly, letting April's curvaceous body slide up and down on his thighs as his joystick of solid cock meat filled the blonde's gaping, tortured asshole.
"Easy," April managed to say weakly. She tried to picture herself in her mind's eye and couldn't bear the image she saw. It was too crude, too obscene to be viewed with coolness and objectivity. There she was, her milky, massive tits squeezing through the mauling fingers of Rock's hands as she sort of half-sat on his thighs, his prick stuffing her ass hole to the hilt while her feet dangled useless above the floor.
April bounced on Rock's thighs, feeling every burning inch of his prick throbbing inside her asshole, filling her shitter so completely that April was certain her asscheeks would rip apart and she would explode like a stick of dynamite all over the hallway.
With her skirt bunched up around her stomach, April felt pussyjuice oozing out from her cunt, running in the crack of her ass to help lubricate her tortured, burning shitter. As her tits flopped and bounced, her nipples hard and aching from Rock's vicious hands, April felt slight tingles of pleasure coming from them, twitching through her super-charged body, making her come alive, igniting the slow-burning fuse of ravenous desire in April's pussy "Corn-cornhole me, Rock!" April gasped, shaking her ass slightly numbness going away, pain now mingled with an odd sensation of lusty, wanton pleasure.
Rock, slobbery and driven mad with lust, crushed April's magnificent tits in his hands as he hunched up and down, throwing the curvaceous cheerleader up so that she had no choice but to drop down, impaling herself on his pulsating column of cock meat. Her head bounced on his shoulder, and as Rock gulped in air, feeling April's back against his broad chest, he could smell the fragrance of her shampoo and perfume, and the combined scents made his prick throb even harder.
April's body was limp as a rag doll as Rock fucked her mercilessly, pistoning his hips to ream her asshole with his thick, stout cock. He felt the cum bubbling in his balls, swirling around, almost ready to gush from his huge cockhead. His paw-like hand clamped over April's tit, and he squeezed her succulent tit melon, once again astonished by her huge, perfectly shaped tits that had made his prick hard as an iron pole.
"Ohhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh!" April groaned wearily, her legs flopping weakly beneath her, feet just inches above the floor. Her stretching asshole had no choice but to take every last throbbing inch of cock that Rock had to give her.
"You cunt, I'm cumming!" Rock hissed into her ear, his hot breath scalding her flesh. "I'm cumming, April!"
The burning torrent of fuck-cream splattered from his red cockhead, deluging April's tortured asshole with a river of jism. April felt his prick become softer in her ass as Rock's arms held her more tightly around the stomach. When he set her down on her feet again, she collapsed heavily to the floor, her big tits swelling out as she gulped in air greedily, fighting for recovery.
"You-bastard," April said wearily, her ass tingling but not really hurting terribly bad. She sat on her ass, her skirt raised up to show off the thickly curled bush of hair hiding her pussy. Her big tits bobbed on her chest, her nipples hard and enflamed with passion. "You're a real bastard."
Rock looked down at April. He tucked his cock back into the fly of his trousers and walked away quickly, suddenly afraid that someone would see him. If he got caught fucking a girl-raping her, actually-in the hallway, he'd surely get kicked off the football team.
April pulled her stockings up and she refastened them to the straps of her garter belt. Beside her on the hard marble floor were her panties, torn at the crotch and hips. A weak, fluttering smile pursed her lips. Yes, it had been a damn good fuck, even if Rock was a brutal thug who didn't have an ounce of class in him. He had taken away the virginity of her asshole, and that was something April had wanted done for a long time.
She tucked her magnificent tits back into her bra and hooked the clasp, then buttoned up her blouse, leaving enough buttons unfastened to show off her magnificently full, milky cleavage. After tucking her blouse into her skirt, April got slowly to her feet and walked away, making a mental note to suck Rock's prick sometime in the near future. He deserved a good blow-job for what he did to her. Never before had April felt so powerfully wanted, or so powerless in the light of that want.
CHAPTER THREE
Desiree was giggling, feeling daring and sexy. The new cheerleader uniforms, designed by Kandi, were fantastic. Fashioned after professional cheerleader uniforms, they consisted of four separate garments that, together, made the plump teenager a mouthwatering package of raw sexuality.
The halter top, barely containing Desiree's big tits, was made of white, shiny nylon that tied together between her quivering tits. Over that came a brief nylon vest of red. The bottom half of the uniform was a pair of skintight white hot pants that hugged the girl's fully rounded ass. And below that, knee-high white leather boots.
"The boys will go crazy when they see us on the sidelines," Desiree said with a naughty twang to her voice. "They'll be watching us instead of the game!"
"That's the intention," Kandi replied dryly, looking at her friend. It never failed to amaze her how truly stupid Desiree was. That didn't bother Kandi, but it was something she had to always take into account. "I got tired of those stupid uniforms we had before."
Desiree was a plump girl, carrying extra weight around her waist and thighs. But the extra weight didn't look bad on her. Her body was a walking bundle of open nerves, and virtually everything turned the dim-witted teenager on. She had dark-brown hair, cut short and quite curly, a dazzling smile, and a deep dimple in each cheek that gave her an innocent quality. Her tits were high and firm, straining out from her chest with perfectly round, dark brown areolas and nubby nipples made for sucking. Her skin was of the peaches-and-cream variety, all milky smooth and pleasing to the touch. Her dark, shining eyes shone of naivete, and it was because of that naivete that Desiree often found herself talked into sucking cocks or getting fucked by some guy she hardly knew.
Pulling on her knee-length boots, Desiree stood abruptly, causing her tits to sway massively, nearly spilling out the bikini top. She giggled, looking down at her own cleavage, checking to make sure that at least her dark areolas were covered up.
"Gotta go!" she said joyfully to Kandi and April. "See you out on the practice field!"
Desiree pranced onto the practice field, where many of the players were already stretching out, preparing themselves for the strenuous hours of work Coach Knowles would shortly be putting them through. When they saw Desiree with her big tits bouncing and her quivering thighs scissoring below the short pants, every boy on the field stopped what he was doing and watched her approach.
She giggled again, little-girl fashion, enjoying their hungry gaze as the boys gawked at her through the face masks of their helmets. She recognized several of them, happy now that she hadn't fucked or sucked anyone on the football team.
"Hi, boys!" Desiree called out, waving to them, sending her tits bobbling on her chest, threatening to burst out of the bikini at any second. "How's it going?"
Randal, the star quarterback of the team, and Jonathan, the flanker, broke from the pack and they jogged over to Desiree. After a moment, the hulkish defensive end, Rock, followed.
"Hi, Desiree," Randal said, his eyes boldly taking in her incredible curves. "What the hell is that you're wearing?"
"This is the new uniform. "Do you like it?"
"Fuck yes!"
Desiree blushed. Even though she received a lot of compliments about her looks, it still embarrassed her to be openly appraised.
There was a brief conversation, and before Desiree really knew what was happening, she was beneath the stadium bleachers, surrounded by the three young athletes, trying to keep their hands off her exposed body.
"Come on, Desiree, it's your duty!" Jonathan said, grabbing a handful of tit flesh and giving it a firm squeeze before the brunette grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand off her tit.
"Stop that!" Desiree giggled as a hand slip ped between her legs from behind, rubbing her pussy through the hot pants. "I said stop that!"
Rock, standing behind Desiree and feeling the heat of her pussy through the hot pants, untied the string closing the pants of his football uniform and quickly had his big prick out.
"Listen to me," Jonathan said sternly, seriously. "It's your duty. You're a cheerleader and your responsibility is to make us happy so we can play better football and win games for the school, right?" When Desiree nodded her head, Jonathan smiled victoriously. "If we're frustrated, we can't play well. It's your duty to make us happy!"
Desiree nodded her head slowly, her mind trying to fully comprehend the words that had been spoken. They seemed to make sense to her, though she wasn't altogether sure. When Jonathan kissed her on the lips, Desiree opened her mouth, accepting his probing tongue, letting it explore the heated moisture there.
Hands were everywhere on her body, grabbing her full, fleshy asscheeks and squeezing her ripe tits. Somebody's hand was between her legs, rubbing her cunt briskly through her hot pants.
"Mmmmmmm!" Desiree moaned, flicking her tongue over Jonathan's lips as his hands kneaded and massaged the firm melons of tit flesh. She did not protest when she felt him untying the knotted bikini top, freeing her monumental tits from their nylon prison.
When Jonathan dipped his head down and sucked one of her itching nipples between his lips, sucking firmly on her throbbing tit bud while he lashed at it with his tongue, Desiree rolled her head back on her shoulders, giving herself totally to the wildly arousing sensations going through her curvaceous body. When Randal captured her other tit, gobbling it between his teeth and biting softly, a soft purr came from Desiree's chest.
Behind her, Rock took Desiree's hand and he guided it to his big, pulsating cock. The big-titted brunette wrapped her hand around his thick shaft and she began stroking it firmly, bringing her tiny hand from his spongy, reddish-tinted cockhead to the base of his fiery prick.
"Please, don't do this," Desiree said weakly, unable to deny that the two mouths working and sucking on her extremely sensitive tits were affecting her tremendously. "I shouldn't be doing this! There are too many of you! It's wrong!"
"It's not wrong," Jonathan said. "It's absolutely right. You've got to help us or we'll never be able to play football!"
Desiree became lost in the different feelings going through her body and thoughs going through her head. The heat and strength of Rock's big cock seeped through her palm, sending warm flushes of excitement racing straight to her oozing, juicy clit. When hands were at her shoulders, pushing her down to her knees, Desiree protested, trying weakly to stay on her feet.
"Get down, Desiree," Randal, the quarterback, said as he applied more pressure to the brunette's shoulder. His gaze was glued to her gorgeous, innocent-looking face, and he mentally conjured up an image of her face being distorted with his big cock shoving into it.
In the debris thrown down by former spectators in the stadium, Desiree knelt under the bleachers. Instantly the three boys moved into position in front of her. Desiree's huge tits bounced as her knees made contact with the gritty earth, her nipples standing out proudly from dark-brown areolas, glistening from the mouths of two horny boys.
"What am I to do?" Desiree asked nobody in particular as she gawked at the three cocks pointed at her face. "There are too many of you."
"Come on, bitch!" Rock growled, throwing his hips forward, slamming the rubbery head of his cock against Desiree's dimpled cheek. "Suck my cock right fuckin' now!"
Jonathan, the most handsome of the three, was directly in front of Desiree. She liked him the most, and his cock was a throbbing nine inches of meat guaranteed to satisfy her oral urges. Desiree looked up at him, smiling innocently, even though his pricktip was nearly touching her lips, and she winked.
"You're nice," Desiree purred, flicking her tongue out to graze it over his bullet-shaped cockhead. "I like your cock."
Desiree grabbed the two cocks on either side of her face and she began stroking them as she planted light, smacking kisses on the head of Jonathan's prick. She parted her lips slightly, taking just the very tip of his cockhead between her lips, drooling slightly at the succulent taste of his fuck rod.
It was a first for Desiree. Though she had plenty of experience at giving blow-jobs, sometimes one right after another, she had never before tried to get three boys off at once. Her eyes darted from one cock to the other, her slow mind struggling to comprehend all that was happening to her. When Jonathan hooked his hand lightly around the back of Desiree's neck, then pulled her cute face forward, she did not fight the invasion of his prick into the succulent, hot, liquid-filled recesses of her mouth.
"Ohhhhhh! She gives great head," Jonathan said through gritted teeth, trying to keep his knees from shaking quite so much.
"Mmmmmmft!" Desiree slurped, squeezing the broad shaft of Jonathan's heavily veined prick. Her tongue caressed the underside of his cockhead while her cheeks sunk inward, conforming to the thickness of his fuckpole. Letting the boy push his cock deeper into her face, Desiree began stroking the two cocks that filled her fists, working all three boys into a frenzy.
Desiree was pornographic poetry in motion, dragging her full, moist lips back and forth over Jonathan's cock while she jacked on Rock's and Randal's prick. Occasionally Rock tried to shove his cock into her mouth, but she would not let Jonathan's fuck pole out of her mouth, choosing instead to rub his cockhead against her hollowed cheek.
"Come on, you cunt, suck my cock," Rock complained, his tone holding an edge of violence. "Let me fuck your face, slut!"
"Hey, there's no reason to talk to her that way," Randal said, watching Desiree's face fill up with cockmeat while she strongly worked her hand over his cockshaft.
In response to Randal's coming to her defense, Desiree turned her face toward his fuck rod and she sucked it deep into her mouth. She took his fuck pole far into her mouth, letting his cockhead press her tongue to the bottom of her mouth as it rolled toward her throat. When his pricktip was at the back of her mouth, Desiree inhaled deeply, swelling out her tits even more, struggling to take his cockhead into her throat.
"I've had enough of this shit!" Rock snapped angrily, batting Desiree's hand off his prick. He moved behind Desiree and pushed his football pants down farther on his thick, powerful thighs.
Desiree was happy that Rock was no longer trying to force her into sucking his cock. He was a crude bastard, and there was something about him that almost frightened her. In many ways Rock was exactly like her: physically massive, not overly bright, continually horny.
"Mmmmm!" Desiree moaned, bringing her cute face to and fro over Jonathan's thick cockshaft, then turning her face to gulp Randal's meaty column of fuck-muscle between her lips.
When Rock grabbed the brunette's ripe tits, squeezing them in his calloused hands, Desiree squirmed in pain. Nothing about Rock was gentle, and she rather liked it that way. His huge hand slipped between her firm thighs, and Desiree spread her knees apart more, giving him more room to fondle her overheated pussy through the hot pants.
"I'm going to fuck you," Rock hissed in Desiree's ear.
A tremor of anticipation ran a jagged course up the teen-ager's spine as she raised her ass, allowing Rock to jerk the tight-fitting hot pants past the luscious curve of her ass, exposing her asshole and fur-fringed pussy. She inhaled deeply, salivating heavily around Randal's prick as it filled her face, puffing her cheeks out with its girth.
Desiree squirmed on her knees. Rock's fingers were working over her cuntlips, rubbing her red-hot, throbbing clit, making the pussyjuice ooze from her fuckhole. She chewed on Jonathan's turgid cock, her tongue dancing over his heated column of prick meat.
"Mmmmmm!" she crooned, tilting her head back to look up at the boy she sucked. He looked so handsome and masculine in his football uniform, the shoulder pads making him appear much stockier than he really was.
Pistoning her head back and forth, Desiree inhaled Jonathan's prick into the wet recesses of her mouth, letting his cockhead wedge against her tonsils, nearly entering her throat. As she sucked Jonathan's cock, she ran her small hand back and forth over the entire steelish length of Randal's prick, from the big crown to the throbbing root.
"I'm going to fuck you," Rock said again, grabbing Desiree's hips and raising them.
She lost her balance briefly and Desiree had to put her hands down for support, now on all fours. Her big, succulently curved ass was up in the air, pointed back at him, ready to take as much cockmeat he had to give her.
"Take it easy on her, Rock," Randal said quickly, pumping his hips slowly to feed his sizzling prick into Desiree's mouth.
"She can take it!" Rock shot back. "She can take us all! Desiree's my kind of chick!"
The words rang in Desiree's ears, delighting her. Now more than ever, she wanted to please her three studs. She felt Rock rubbing his cockhead against the lust-inflamed lips of her pussy and sighed softly, passionately, knowing she'd soon be getting fucked by his rampaging prick.
Jonathan and Randal took turns shoving their cocks into the brunette's mouth. She could no longer stroke them because both of Desiree's hands were on the ground, needed there to keep her balance. Her big, hard-nippled tits hung beneath her, jiggling and swaying with every move she made, flopping together and spreading apart with their taut softness. Her short, curly brown hair danced about her head, highlighting each harsh jerk or move as she chewed hungrily with her lips on rigid cockmeat.
"You're going to get it now," Rock said, aiming the bullet-shaped head of his cock at Desiree's cunt. Once he had his prickhead pressing firmly against her juicy opening, he grabbed the plump teenager by the hips and thrust himself at her ass while pulling her back to meet his charge. Her cunt lips puckered inward, separated, then greedily accepted every powerful inch of cockmeat Rock had.
"Ahhhhh!" Desiree gasped, shocked at the sudden invasion of prickmeat into her pussy. She felt his broad cock shaft gliding over her heated clit as his cockhead shoved deeper and deeper into her fuckhole, sending bolts of passion sizzling through her limbs.
When Rock thrust his hips at Desiree, reaming her tight fuckhole with his prick until he slammed against her asscheeks, the big-titted cheerleader was knocked forward. But Jonathan's cockhead was already at the back of her mouth and she couldn't take any more of his prickshaft between her lips. Her chest heaved as his pricktip jammed into her throat, choking the cute cocksucker. She twisted her face away mightily, uncorking his jaw-stretching prick from her mouth.
"Uh! Ohhhhh!" Desiree sputtered, letting her arms collapse. She cradled her head in her arms, her ass up in the air, exposed to Rock's ramrod thrusts of cockmeat. "Let me take-you on-one at a time!"
Jonathan and Randal looked at each other, then at the beautiful, willing young girl getting fucked doggie style. It was a plea for mercy they couldn't deny, no matter how much of a hurry they were in to shoot their wad. Desiree was perfectly willing to get them off any way they wanted. All she needed was a little time to give each of them personal treatment.
Rock gripped Desiree, his huge hands gouging into the tender flesh of her hips as he fucked his prick into the milking, seething recesses of her pussy. He could feel the teenager's hairy cuntlips working on the shaft of his cock, massaging and squeezing, tantalizing him as no pussy ever had before. He felt his cum bubbling hotly in his balls, coming to a simmer, nearly to the boiling point, when he could release his mighty load.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Rock grunted, fucking Desiree with his cock, reaming her pussy with long, hard, smooth thrusts. He enjoyed the way her skin rippled each time his hips connected solidly with her ass. Looking down, he saw the way Desiree's asscheeks were parted, pried apart by the magnificent girth of his throbbing, pulsating cock.
The whirlwind emotions going through Desiree were too fantastic to believe, too numerous to count, too thrilling to accept calmly. She squirmed and moaned, her hands out in front of her, clutching at earth as she fought to remain in position, fending off Rock's heated thrusts. Her nipples scraped against the earth, her big tits swaying as she took the athlete's cock repeatedly into her pussy. Each time her nipples rubbed against the ground, more electricity zipped through her, sending her soaring higher and higher. Pussyjuice squeezed out from between her cuntlips and ground his ramrodding prick.
"Ieeeeeaahhhh! Desiree, I'm cumming!" Rock hissed through clenched teeth.
Desiree felt the first eruptions of hot, creamy jism flooding her cunt and that was all the added stimulation she needed to go crazy, herself. Her oily girl-cum flooded from her pussy in slick waves that ran down her thighs. She thrust her luscious ass back to meet each of Rock's powerful, almost violent thrusts.
Rock had barely finished cumming when Desiree felt his fuckpole withdraw completely from her overheated, tingling pussy. Gulping in air, Desiree did not have the energy to raise her face enough to give a blow-job. Keeping her head down and her ass up in the air, she shivered as Randal got in position on his knees behind her. A moment later his cock was seesawing between her pussylips, his pricktip stabbing far into the deepest recesses of her hungry fuckhole.
The cheerleader took on all three boys without ever changing positions. Her hot pants were still around her booted ankles as she knelt beneath the bleachers. The halter top and vest flopped at her sides while her big tits swayed and trembled with the contact of charging hips to her plump asscheeks. Desiree took three heavy loads of cum into her cunt before the boys let her go. When Rock, Randal and Jonathan were finished, Desiree had cum three times and every nerve in her body seemed shattered.
"Come on, suck it a little," Rock said, rubbing the cummy tip of his prick against Desiree's dimpled cheek as she got fucked by Jonathan. Undaunted when she didn't take his rubbery cock into her mouth, Rock wiped a white drop of jism off onto her lips and he pulled up the pants of his football uniform.
"We'll see you later," one of them said. When they were gone, she rolled onto her side, one tit resting atop the other, hot pants around her feet. She blinked her eyes, looking up to the afternoon sun shining through the bleachers. A faint curl to her cocksucker's lips was all there was to indicate that she had truly enjoyed herself.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Go team!" Kandi, April and Desiree shouted in unison, jumping up and down on the sidelines in their new uniforms.
Kandi was pleased with the reaction her personally designed uniforms drew from the crowd. It bothered her slightly that April, with her huge tits, drew the biggest acclaim, but other than that everything was working out exactly as she had hoped it would.
The official clock ticked down the seconds, then the buzzer sounded, signaling the end of the first half of play. The Rustlers were way ahead at half-time.
"Can you keep things going without me?" Kandi asked the other two cheerleaders.
"Sure, no sweat," April replied. "And thanks for the uniforms. They made me feel like a pro!"
Kandi didm't make a comment as she walked away, jealous that she didn't have the massive tits billowing out from her chest like April did. But she did have a prettier face, and Kandi was determined to make sure her face got used very soon, used in a way that would please a man no end.
The stunning girl with ebony hair walked quickly, though in no specific direction. All the hungry looks she got from the men and boys, and the jealous look she received from the girls, made Kandi's pussy get hotter, oozing out the pussyjuice, signifying her burning lust, her seething hunger for cockmeat.
In the crowded parking lot, Kandi saw Principal Bradley sitting in his Buick sedan. She saw his head dip below the level of the dashboard, then the interior of the car lit up briefly. Kandi headed straight for him, weaving her way around and between cars as she went.
"Hi, Principal Bradley," Kandi said, stepping up to the driver's side door. "Sneaking a little brandy?"
Bradley looked at Kandi and his cock instantly began twitching restlessly in the pants of his three-piece suit. She was a knockout in the cheerleader uniform. The bikini top held her smallish,, firm tits high, squeezing them together so she had a very pronounced cleavage. The vest over the top somehow brought attention to Kandi's luscious, pinknippled tits.
"No, just smoking a cigaret," Bradley said finally. Reaching through the open window of the car, he slipped his hand inside Kandi's vest, cupping her succulent right tit. "When you said you were going to redesign the cheerleader uniforms, I never dreamed you'd come up with something like this. They're great ... but pretty revealing."
At the touch of Bradley's fingers to her tit, Kandi closed her eyes and purred softly. Damn she was horny!
"Why are you out here?"
"I don't think it is a good idea for students to see the principal smoking." Bradley released Kandi's tit, slipping his hand between her slender, milky thighs to press his palm against her pussy, feeling the heat through her hot pants. "Get in the car, Kandi."
The teenager moved quickly, running around the Buick to the passenger side. She waited until Bradley unlocked the door, then jumped inside, closing the door behind her.
"I've got to suck your cock!" Kandi gasped, the fever burning her up from the inside. "Give me your cum!"
Kandi jerked down the fly of Bradley's trousers and she reached inside. She grabbed the fleshy column of cockmeat slumbering inside and tugged his prick out. His cock was warm and rubbery in her fist, just as massive as she remembered it to be.
Her onyx eyes shone lustfully, twinkling in the dark as Kandi stroked his magnificent prick. She tilted her head back, eyes glowing lustfully as she looked at Principal Bradley's face, ebony hair framing her gorgeous features now shrouded in light and shadow.
"Kiss me," she demanded huskily.
She explored Bradley's mouth with her tongue, flicking it over his teeth, entwining it with his tongue. His hand was over her back, feeling the ripe curves of her ass through the hot pants. Kandi's tiny fist rolled up and down the hardening shaft of his gigantic cock.
"Suck me," Bradley said quietly, looking at Kandi's glistening, red lips. He knew what those lips could do to his prick, had already experienced the raw lust her mouth could give him, and he wanted more. He'd never tire of feeling the raving beauty's lips and tongue working on his fuckpole.
Dropping her face over his half-hard prick, Kandi sucked his bullet-shaped cock meat into the hot, wet cavern of her mouth. She swirled her tongue around his prickhead, working on the clefted underside, which she knew was particularly sensitive. Moaning softly, delighting in the masculine flavor of the principal's fuckpole, she dropped down farther, gulping his magnificent cockhead and several inches of the shaft into her ravenous mouth.
"Ohhhhhhhhh! Suck me, Kandi," Bradley sighed. He looked around the parking lot and noticed there were several cars with students in them, all copping cigarettes during half-time of the game. This certainly wasn't the time to bring the law down on them. Not when the most beautiful girl in school was feeding herself on his big, throbbing prick.
Kandi fucked her face on the prickshaft, bobbing down so that his cockhead slammed against the opening of her throat, then pulling up until just his pisshole separated her luscious, glistening lips. She shifted positions, sliding off the car seat to crouch on the floor of the Buick. The crotch of her hot pants pulled up even tighter into her juicy pussy, sending hot tingles of raw desire coursing through her veins.
"Mmmmmmft!" she crooned, swirling her tongue around the thick, pulsating shaft of his cockmeat. As she fucked her face on his awesome, jaw-stretching prick, Kandi stroked his cockshaft with her right hand. Kandi was still astonished as the awesome size of his cock. It was much, much bigger than any other cock she had fucked or sucked in her life.
Her dark hair swirled around her face as she gnawed tenderly on the thick, solid column of meat and fuck-muscle that sprouted from Principal Bradley's pants. Kandi tongued furiously at his prickhead, happy when she received the first salty drop of pre-cum as a reward for her labor. Her brilliantly painted lips rolled back and forth over his pulsating, oval-shaped cockshaft, chewing as his prick bucked and jerked between her luscious lips.
"Would you like to get fucked with my big prick?" Principal Bradley asked teasingly.
"Huh, Kandi? Think a little girl like yourself can take my giant-sized prick?"
Ignoring him, Kandi pulled her head up, allowing his cockmeat to slide partially out of her mouth. Her glistening lips puckered outward, ovaled to conform perfectly to the girth of his cockmeat. Her tongue slithered against his pisshole, licking off more pre-cum as it oozed out. But as she sucked, giving the man a hot, juicy blow-job, Kandi was agonizingly aware of his hand sliding between her body and the seat cushion to pinch her sizzling nipples through the bikini top of the cheerleader uniform. She squirmed on the floor of the Buick, pitching her face up and down over his gigantic hose of cockmeat, filling her lusciously wet mouth to the brim with his prick.
As she sucked, Kandi released Bradley's prick from her jerking fist. She untied the bow at her cleavage, loosening the bikini top to free her hot, itching tits. Then, hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her hot pants, she rolled them down past the delicate curve of her hips. Rocking back and forth on the floor of the Buick, Kandi eased the hot pants past her knees until they were wrapped around her booted ankles.
"That's right, little girl, get yourself ready for me," Principal Bradley chuckled. He inhaled one last time on his cigaret before flicking it out the window. Looking down, all he could see was a swirling mass of shining black hair at his waist. His cock felt like he had shoved it into a pot of boiling-hot water. Every subtle flick of Kandi's tongue on his prick registered, making his fuckpole harder, longer and thicker.
Thrusting her face down, Kandi felt her insides churn as the bullet-headed tip of Bradley's cock plowed deep into her throat, swelling her neck out with its thickness. She was determined to deep-throat every one of his twelve inches of cockmeat. She chewed on his thick prickshaft with her lips as her throat screamed in violation. Her beautiful, dark eyes watered and her chest heaved. Realizing she simply couldn't swallow his awesome fuckpole, Kandi finally released his prick from her luscious mouth. She sat upright in the car and kicked her hot pants past the heels of her boots.
"You are so fucking gorgeous," Bradley hissed reverently, looking at Kandi's creamy, exposed body. Her nipples were a gorgeous pink, with hard little nubs sticking out of the center of each of them. Her cunt bush was very black and quite thick.
Kandi eyed the principal's prick warily. She couldn't even imagine what his club-like prick would feel like, reaming her little, tight pussy. The man's cock, shining from spit, hung out of Bradley's pants, drooping slightly downward from its own immense weight. Kandi could see the red ring around his cockshaft where her lipstick had rubbed off onto the meat.
"How can we?" Kandi asked, fear cracking her voice. "What if somebody walks by and sees us?"
When Bradley pushed his fingers through Kandi's hair at the nape of her neck, she knew she couldn't deny him anything. His cock was just too magnificent for her to refuse. Even if she wanted to, Kandi suspected Bradley would simply take whatever he wanted. She felt his fingers entwining in the silken strands as he pulled her closer to himself while he slid over in the seat. Kandi raised her knee, bumping her head on the roof of the Buick as she straddled Principal Bradley's lean hips. Reaching between her legs, she grabbed his huge prick and raised it, bringing his throbbing cockhead to the rosy, pink petals of her cunt.
"I've never had anything this big in my pussy before," Kandi whispered, the fear she felt now totally obvious in her tone. "Maybe you'd better take it a little easy on me."
Bradley grabbed Kandi's tits, pinching her nipples hard enough to make her grimace. She bumped her head again on the roof of the car, and even though her face was twisted and contorted from the pain, she was as beautiful as ever.
"Shut up and start fucking," Bradley demanded.
When Bradley pulled down, Kandi lowered herself to ease the pressure on her tits. Her cuntlips fought to keep his prick out, then separated. The huge head of Bradley's fuckpole pried apart her pussylips and drove deep into her fuckhole, stretching the silky smooth walls of her cunt channel.
"Ohhhh!" Kandi sighed, feeling her pussy getting filled with hard cock meat. When she had half of Bradley's fuckpole in her cunt, she felt his cockhead strike her cervix. But then Bradley grabbed Kandi by the shoulders and he pulled her down.
His cock pushed completely into Kandi's cunt. At first she thought she had been torn in two by the thick, long, pulsating fuckmeat that sprouted from Bradley's body. But it wasn't pain she was feeling. With her pussy engulfing all twelve inches of the principal's prick, Kandi shivered and started cumming. Clear, oily pussyjuice streamed from her cunt, gushing out of her fuckhole to make a wide, wet stain in the front of Principal Bradley's pants.
"Ahhhhh!" Kandi groaned, biting her glistening bottom lip to remain as silent as possible. Her head was on Bradley's shoulders as she churned her hips in a circular motion, feeling his gigantic prick working around in the seething recesses of her cunt.
When Kandi finally regained her composure, she started raising and lowering her luscious ass, fucking herself on Bradley's cock. He pinched and pulled her nipples, digging his fingers deep into her tits to send hot tingles of electricity sizzling all through her body.
"Go, Kandi, go!" Bradley urged, letting the teenager do all the work as he sat in the car. He could feel the lips of the girl's pussy working on his prick, massaging it as she bounced on his lap.
The stunning brunette was in a world of her own as she bobbed up and down on Bradley's huge prick. Her tits jiggled and swayed on her chest, her nipples standing out proudly to show how aroused the teenager was. Kandi held onto Bradley's shoulders as if they were a lifeline to reality. Her head banged against the roof of the car, but she wasn't really aware of it.
She came a second time, then a third time in quick succession. Dropping down, Kandi ground her hips against Bradley's, feeling the jagged edge of his zipper biting into her tender cuntlips. Somehow nothing really mattered except his cock. She wasn't aware of any part of the principal except his massive club-like prick and how it reamed her fuckhole until she felt totally filled with cockmeat.
"Kiss me, Kandi," Bradley hissed.
When Kandi kissed the silver-haired man, accepting his probing tongue between her lips, she felt the first gushes of cum flood her cunt. She ground her hips against his briefly before raising and lowering her tight little ass, working the cum from his balls. Blast after blast shot from his apple-sized cockhead to splatter the walls of her pussy.
"Ohhhhhh! Damn, you're a good fuck," Kandi sighed, pressing her cheek against Bradley's forehead. She still had his prick in her pussy, but it had stopped spewing out the creamy gobs of fuck-cream that were now warming her cunt.
"You'd better get out of here," Bradley replied softly. "The second half is going to start soon."
Kandi slipped out of the car after adjusting her clothing. She had a sultry smile on her cocksucker's mouth as she returned to the playing field. This was something which she was certain April hadn't done during halftime.
CHAPTER FIVE
The game finished with the Rustlers winning by a huge margin. At the sound of the final gun, the Rustlers shouted their victory and headed for the locker room. Kandi, April and Desiree went to the girls' locker room, all three happy over the easy victory their team had gotten.
"We're going to take the state championship this year," April said, stripping out of her cheerleader uniform. "I can feel it. The guys are really dynamite this season."
Kandi checked the locker room to make sure there were no teachers around before she pulled a pack of cigarets from her locker and lit one. She inhaled the smoke greedily, her lips curling into a smile as she remembered the fantastic orgasms Principal Bradley had fucked her into.
"Anybody got anything planned?" Desiree asked. She seemed lost, not knowing where she was or what she was going to do. "Anything special?"
"I thought I'd go to the pizza joint," Kandi replied. "The guys are going there. At least that's the word I've heard."
Desiree giggled, remembering how Rock, Randal and Jonathan had fucked her beneath the bleachers. She wondered if they'd be at the pizza parlor, and if they were, if they'd fuck her again. It had been confusing trying to satisfy three cocks at once, but they'd pumped more cum into her pussy than she could believe, and she wanted a second go at them. Besides, there was something crude and primitive about Rock that really excited Desiree.
"I tell you what," April said, pulling a purple silk stocking up her thigh and attaching it to the matching purple lacy garter belt. "I'll meet you there. I want to see some people first."
The girls parted company, with Desiree tagging along with Kandi. April stuffed her gigantic tits into a tight bra and slipped into the miniskirt that barely covered the tops of her stockings. She put on a blouse that she left unbuttoned almost to her bra, then checked herself in the mirror. Her milky, creamy cleavage was a mouthwatering sight if ever there was one, and there was enough of her magnificent thighs showing to give any man or boy a hard-on instantly. She smiled at herself. She was going to get cock before the evening was over.
April waited in the shadows, watching as the football players, all freshly showered and still wet, tumbled out of the locker room, headed for an evening of youthful celebration. When she was certain the last of them were out of the building, April crept quietly down the stairs to the boys' locker room, her high-heeled shoes clicking softly on the marble floor as she went.
Coach Knowles was just knotting his tie when he saw April standing in the shadows in the darkened locker room. His first reaction was confusion. It didn't make sense for her to be there. Then he remembered the way the blonde's monumental tits had bounced inside the bikini top of the cheerleader uniform, how her flat stomach had seemed to call out to him, how her navel seemed to wink teasingly right at him. He remembered looking at her ass as she cheered the crowd on. April's ass was second to none, small and tight, so incongruous with her massive melons of tit flesh.
After thinking about those things, Coach Knowles didn't care whether April was breaking the rules of the high school by being in the boys' locker room. All he wanted to do was get his balls off.
"Hello, April," Knowles said, pulling his tie tight, standing in shirt sleeves. "I suspect you're looking for me."
April was taken aback. It was slightly unnerving for her to realize he could see into her mind, know her motives, even when she wasn't entirely sure of them, herself.
"Come, come now," Coach Knowles said, advancing on the big-titted young blonde with the creamy, tight cleavage. "We both know what the meaning of this meeting is."
April had initially intended to seduce Coach Knowles. She had figured it would be something of a chore, and that she would need to take the offensive. But this was different. In fact, as the coach moved closer, April back away from him, the first flickerings of fear showing themselves in her clear blue-green eyes.
Knowles looked at April's mouth. She had full, ripe lips, painted lightly, just made to tantalize his prick. He slipped his hand under her shoulder-length golden hair, hooking his fingers behind April's neck to prevent any further retreat. She moaned softly, as if in protest. But then his mouth was pressed against hers, his tongue thrust between her lips to entwine with April's tongue. Knowles tasted the sweetness of her mouth, felt the firm, insistent pressure of her gigantic tits pressing and flattening against his chest.
April twisted her face away from Coach Knowles, breaking the kiss. Looking into his eyes, she saw the lust that glowed there as he stared down at her.
"Get down on your knees," he said, the words a command that could not be denied. "No! Wait! Take your clothes off first. Strip for me, you little cocksucker! I want to see that body!"
April was shaking, her knees quivering. This wasn't the way she had intended it to go, but that really didn't matter. She was going to get the cockmeat she craved so desperately, and judging from the size of the bulge in the coach's pants, Knowles possessed a big prick.
With trembling fingers, April pulled her blouse out of the skirt's waistband. She unbuttoned it slowly, starting from the top. After unbuttoning the cuffs, she let the blouse slip off her shoulders, then flutter slowly to the cold marble floor.
"They're amazing," Knowles whispered, drinking in the beauty of April's forty-inch tits so snuggly encased in the purple, lacy bra.
Before taking off the bra, April tugged down the zipper at her hip and she squirmed out of the slitted skirt. She stepped out of the skirt, then stood in her bra, panites, garter belt, stockings and shoes. April felt more confident now.
"You like?" April asked, affecting a little girl's tone. "How about this?"
Slipping her thumbs under the elastic waistband of her panties, April bent over slowly, her eyes never leaving Knowles' as she rolled the bikini slowly down her legs. She pulled her feet out of the panties, then spread her legs more, showing off her gold-fringed cunt. She was saving her tits for last, knowing that was what Coach Knowles was really interested in seeing.
"Don't stop," the coach instructed.
"Not until you shoot your wad," April countered quickly, totally sure of herself now.
Grabbing her bra between the cups, April delicately unfastened the hook-and-eye clasp. Slowly, teasingly, she pulled the cups away from her tits. With a shrug of her shoulders, she left the bra slip to the floor.
"Son of a fucking bitch!" Knowles exclaimed. "Never in my life have I seen a teenager with such tits!"
April brought her hands slowly up her sides, past the velvety smoothness of her flat stomach, until she cupped her milky, tingling tits. Her areolas were perfectly round, her nipples hard as pebbles, nubby and round. The tip of her tongue appeared between her lips to moisten them, making them shine invitingly.
"What do you want?" she asked, again in the tone of a little girl. "A blow-job? How about a fuck?" She smiled lewdly. "Or maybe my favorite-titty-fucking?"
"Yeah. Titty-fucking!" Knowles could not take his gaze off April's tits. The huge orbs of feminine flesh billowed out from her body succulently. As his eyes scanned down, he could see the outline of her rib cage, then the lacy pattern of the garter belt. Between her slender, tapered thighs he saw her cunt bush, the hair slightly darker than the hair of April's head, glistening with clear drops of pussyjuice.
April stepped closer to Coach Knowles, and he moved quickly, at first frighteningly. Before April knew it, she was backed up to the cold metal lockers and Knowles was on his knees, devouring her seething cunt.
"Ohhhhh!" April sighed, feeling his tongue parting the moist lips of her cunt. When Knowles sucked her oozing, red-hot clit between his lips and nibbled on it, April was quite certain her legs wouldn't maintain the strength necessary to keep her standing.
The whirlwind of emotions took over April's senses completely. She felt a finger being thrust into her tiny, tight fuckhole even as Knowles's lips continued working feverishly on her throbbing, tingling clit. When his finger was then placed at the opening of her asshole, the digit now moistened and lubricated with her pussyjuice, April remembered the torment she had gone through when Rock forcibly assfucked her.
"Wait!" she gasped.
His finger was in her ass and her clit was getting expertly lashed by Knowles' tongue before April could say any more. April discovered Rock had opened her asshole up enough so that the coach's finger didn't hurt as it slid deeper and deeper into her shitter. In fact, there was a certain unspoken thrill at getting her ass fingerfucked while she had her pussy hungrily licked.
The beautiful blonde began rolling her hips around in a circular motion, getting Knowles' tongue and lips on every tantalized spot of her cunt. His finger jabbed in and out of her tight asshole while he nibbled tenderly on her seething, juicy clit.
"Ohhhhh!" April sighed, pinching and tugging lightly on her hard nipples to send more jagged bolts of raw passion zipping through her veins.
April's breath came in ragged gulps as she felt herself falling deeper and deeper into a bottomless pit of seething passion. Her body seemed to be burning up from the inside. She promised herself to give Coach Knowles whatever he wanted. Even if he wanted to fuck her asshole, April would gladly let him.
The finger pushing to and fro in her asshole became two fingers, then three, all without April ever being totally conscious of what was actually happening. She writhed in ecstasy, thrusting her lean hips forward to mash her fiery cunt against the coach's mouth and stiffened tongue.
"You're going to make me cum!" April gasped haltingly. "I-I can't hold back."
Knowles took his mouth off April's juicy pussy for the first time. Looking up, he watched her tits wiggling on her chest, huge and milky. Glancing between them, he saw the expression of primal lust written all over April's grimacing face. He reamed her asshole with three fingers and bit down on her clit almost savagely.
"Ieeeaahhhh!" April groaned as her pussyjuice erupted in a fountain of girl-cum. She jerked and twitched, her body gone crazy as she released her pent-up pussyjuice.
The gushing blasts of girl-cum splahsed into Knowles' mouth, wetting his cheeks, dripping off his chin as he worked furiously to lick and swallow each of the blasts. He reamed the blonde's asshole with three fingers, jamming his hand up until the last knuckles smashed against her tight, flexing asscheeks.
At last the floodtide of pussyjuice slowed and stopped. Knowles pulled his face away from her cunt and looked up at the teenager, his face shining with girl-cum.
"Sweet," sighed the coach. "You've got a damn sweet pussy, April."
April could not respond to the coach's compliments. She gulped in air greedily, slowly recovering her senses. Each time she inhaled, her tits swelled out from her lean rib cage even more magnificently. A weak, exhausted smile spread across her face. She looked down at the coach, her blue-green eyes glazed over with sated lust.
"Coach Knowles, you're some kind of man," she said softly. "Anything you want, anytime you want it, you just let me know. I owe you, Sir. Anybody who can lick a pussy like that deserves my undying loyalty."
"From you, I want blow-jobs, I want to get fucked, I want to shove my prick between your tits until I cum. I want everything, my dear, but especially I want your tits!"
The request was exactly what April had hoped for. Since she had been gifted with huge tits at a very early age. The consequence was that April's tits were particularly sensitive, and she derived as much pleasure from someone playing with her tits as from someone playing with her cunt.
She rocked unsteadily on her high-heeled shoes. The climax had taken most of the energy out of her body, as well as all of her girl-cum.
"Coach Knowles, you're about to get the best," April purred saucily. She took his hands as he stood up. Slowly, her eyes locked onto his, she slipped silently down to her knees, sitting on the backs of her heels.
"You look really good in those," Knowles said, pointing at the teenager's garter belt and stockings. "They make you look like a classy tramp."
"That's what I am," April replied, fondling the pulsating bulge in the coach's pants. "A classy tramp. The boys don't really interest me. I like men. They know what to do with their cocks, and have more style than boys my own age." When Knowles began unhitching his belt, April grabbed his wrists, stopping him. "Let me do that."
April opened the coach's pants, then pulled them down to his ankles. Next came his shorts, and his big prick sprang out toward April's luscious, moist mouth. She cooed softly. April had always loved giving blow-jobs. A cock stretching her ripe mouth never failed to get the teenager's pussyjuice flowing like a river.
She cupped his big, cum-filled balls in her left hand, giving them a fond squeeze, judging how much cum they would give her. April figured Coach Knowles would cum like a volcano. Next she wrapped her fist around his cock shaft, pleased with its thickness. Though his pripk was slightly longer than normal, it was quite a bit thicker than most pricks. April saw that she couldn't even come close to touching her thumb to her fingertips with his prick in her hand.
April stroked his throbbing cockshaft, pleased with the heat of Knowles' fuckpole. His prickhead was a red-pink color. His pricktip appeared mean-looking, capably of really filling April's luscious, wet, sucking mouth.
"You've got a nice cock," April purred, her hot breath flowing over the massive head of Knowles' prick. She pulled back the velvety skin sheathing his steelish cockshaft, stretching it even more tightly over his cockhead. The sight of Knowles' circumcised fuckpole made April's mouth water. She wanted to plug his meaty cock into her mouth but resisted the urge. Delaying such pleasure always made it better in the long run.
Pushing her tits forward, April rubbed the head of Knowles' prick against her right nipple, then her left. Electricity jerked through her body at the contact of heated flesh to heated flesh. Stroking firmly, evenly on his cockshaft, April worked a glistening drop of pre-cum from his pisshole. She carefully smeared the slick drop of jism off on her breastbone, directly between her gigantic, inflamed tits.
Her tongue flicked out snake-like, grazing over the pisshole. April felt his prick jerk in her fist and saw the muscles in Knowles' thighs bunch up, knotting into cords as he struggled to maintain his composure.
"Is this torture ever going to end?" Knowles wandered aloud.
April tilted her head back on her shoulders, looking up to the coach's face. She smiled lustfully and rubbed her cheek against the veined shaft of his magnificent prick. April cooed softly and turned her face, opening her mouth just wide enough to nibble on the side of his cockshaft. The taste of the coach's fuckpole excited her. It was manly, smelling of soap after his recent shower. Her tongue curled around the thick base, rubbing against the underside as she rolled his heavy balls in her palm.
Turning his prick and pulling her face away from it, April continued looking up at Knowles. Her mouth opened lewdly, and with agonizing slowness, she brought her lips to his cockhead. She kissed his prickknob, then pushed her face forward, letting his slanting, mushroom-shaped cockhead part her lips more. When her moist, red lips rolled over the ridge of his cockhead and squeezed tightly around his prickshaft, April moaned in unison with Coach Knowles.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" the teen-ager sighed, rubbing her tongue deftly against the clefted bottom of his cockhead. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked hungrily on his prick, bringing more of his pulsating column of fuck-muscles into her face. Her eyes glazed over and April could see nothing. Her satisfaction was complete. Tasting his cock, feeling it throb powerfully in her mouth and between her luscious lips was so pleasing to the blonde that she forgot all about where she was.
She took his cock into her mouth until his pricktip was at the back of her throat, threatening to choke her. Sighing, April chewed on his cockshaft with her lips, letting her white, even teeth just barely touch his steelish cockshaft while her tongue grazed along the underside and curled around his prick.
"Suck it," Knowles urged, pushing his hips forward to impale the teen-ager's face with more of his heavy prick.
With her hand wrapped tightly around the lovely face back and forth over his prick. She allowed his cockhead to slide out from between her lips before pushing forward, gulping the manly column of meat deep into her mouth. Each time his cockhead struck the opening of her throat, April stopped taking in more cock. To allow Knowles' prick to enter her throat would choke her.
"Mmmmmmm!" April moaned. She let go of his cock, no longer holding it in her fist, and Knowles began pumping his hips, fucking the teenager's face as she knelt humbly before him.
Knowles hooked his hands together behind April's head as he fucked her face, watching his pale prick sliding between her luscious, red lips until his cockhead slammed hard against the back of her mouth. He groaned, feeling the cum churning in his balls as the heat of April's hungry mouth went straight to his head.
April salivated freely around his fucking, throbbing prick. She let the saliva trickle from the corners of her cock-filled mouth until it dripped from her chin onto the upper swells of her gigantic tits. The spit would serve well as lubrication as soon as Knowles began tit-fucking her.
"So fucking good," Knowles groaned. He watched the saliva drop from April's chin onto her tits. The sight was erotic, lewd, more than a little obscene. Knowing that soon his cum would be dotting those very same tits made him tremble from head to foot. He slammed his prick hard into April's mouth, and her head snapped back as his cockhead reamed her throat.
"Titty-fuck me now!" April gasped, her throat feeling violated. She arched her back and grabbed her ankles, exposing her milky tits with their rich brown areolas and hard nipples.
Knowles grabbed April's big tits, gingerly placing his spitty cock between them before squeezing her tits together, capturing his prick. The heat of April's body seemed to go all through his own. He groaned, the sound rumbling out from deep inside his chest.
April's knuckles turned white as she squeezed her ankles, struggling to maintain her position. Her head hung back, hair falling away from her face as his fiery fuckpole slid back and forth between her creamy tits. The feel of Knowles' big, calloused hands on her tits was a delight, forceful and demanding, gouging deep into her succulent tit-melons. April closed her eyes, fearful of getting cum in them, realizing from the size and hardness of the coach's prick that he wouldn't be able to continue tit-fucking her much longer.
"L-lick the head," Knowles groaned, shoving his prick in April's cleavage until his pricktip appeared near her chin. He was amazed that any girl of April's age could have tits so large and yet firm, big enough to squeeze his prick in a warm, marshmallowy embrace.
Tilting her head up, April flicked her tongue over his cummy pisshole each time it exploded out from between her tits. She watched his angry, red cockhead disappear, then appear again. Each time his cockhead approached her mouth, she tongued off a fresh, salty drop of pre-cum.
"Fuck me!" April gasped, her tits aching now from the brutal treatment they received from the coach's hands. "Fuck my tits! Cum on my tits! Cum! Cum!"
The words triggered something inside Coach Knowles' head. He reamed the teenager's tits with his prick, shoving all of his prick between her tits and making his balls rub over her chest. When he'd reached full insertion, when his prick was pushed close to April's face, the pungent, salty, juicy blasts of fuck-cream began.
"Yessssss!" April purred as the cum splattered against the underside of her chin, making a gooey white trail down her neck to her tits. As his cock rolled back, becoming engulfed in her tits, April tossed her head back, exposing her neck and tits to his bullet-shaped cockhead.
The eruptions shot hard and fast, spitting from his pricktip to send white, milky jism sailing through the air. Jets of the fuck-cream stuck to April's arched neck, pooling in the valley of her collarbone. Knowles released the girl's tits and he grabbed his fleshy prick. He jerked on his gushing prick, sending more sticky jism splattering over April's big tits.
"Yeah! I love it!" Knowles chuckled, sending a blast of cum spewing onto April's right tit. He watched the cream clinging to her brown, pointed nipple, trickling down in the valley of her tits.
When the eruptions stopped, April sat upright again, resting her weight on the backs of her heels. She took his jizz-smeared prick in her hand, then stroked it briefly before burying his cock deep in her mouth.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she crooned, savoring the rich, heady flavor of the coach's jism as she craned her neck, gulping his prick deep into her face.
As April sucked cock, streams of jism trickled down her body, crawling between her gently swaying tits. She enjoyed the heat of the cum, and especially liked the itchy feeling she got as it oozed down her magnificent body, cooling with each passing second.
When April was certain she had taken all the jism from Coach Knowles' balls, she let his prick slip out of her mouth. As he looked down at her, she grabbed her tits and raised them. Her tits were big enough for April to easily lick her nipples, and she tongued as much of his delicious fuck-cream from her tits as she could.
"I'd better leave," the coach said softly, hitching up his pants. "You take however much time to clean up that you need. Don't worry about locking the doors."
"Righto!" April replied as she started rubbing the jism into her tingling tits.
CHAPTER SIX
Desiree was cute as ever, sitting in the booth of the pizza parlor, surrounded by guys. She had changed out of the revealing cheerleader uniform, but the clothes she had selected really didn't do much more to cover up her astonishing curves.
"What do you expect of me?" she cooed into Rock's ear as his hand slid up between her knees under the table. "Don't! Everyone can see you."
"I don't give a flying fuck who sees," Rock replied, grinning wolfishly. Perhaps only Desiree could find him handsome, but his brutal, over-muscled body and rough ways appealed to her in a way she really couldn't describe. "I want to sink my prick in you again, baby, and I'm gonna!"
Desiree giggled. His hand slid between her thighs, pushing up her dress. When Rock's big mitt reached the point where her stocking stopped and all he had was naked thigh flesh, Desiree felt a shocking sensation in her clit. Pussyjuice started moistening her cuntlips and she knew that she'd give in to this big, clumsy football player. His fingertips were almost at her crotch. If he touched her clit, Desiree knew the struggle would be all over. She'd fuck him right there in the pizza parlor if necessary. But she didn't want to create a scene.
"Stop that now!" Desiree said, her words coming out a bit too loudly, causing other students to look at her and Rock. "Come on, people are looking!"
When Rock grabbed Desiree's hand, pulling her out of the booth, she tried to tell him she had kicked off her shoes and didn't want to walk in her silk stockings. But Rock was in too much of a hurry to wait for anything except the satisfaction he'd feel at sinking his big prick into Desiree's hot, fuckable body.
"Rock, you're terrible!" Desiree tittered, weakly struggling against the defensive end as he pulled her out the back door of the restaurant. When Desiree noticed a crowd of students following her out the door, her heart sank. She knew with crystal clarity that Rock was going to fuck her, or at least make her give him a blow-job, and that she'd have to do it with an audience of her peers around.
Desiree couldn't think of anything more embarrassing and only hoped that Kandi hadn't seen her leaving by way of the back door. Desiree figured Kandi would never approve of such a wanton, open display of lust. Though she was quite well aware of Kandi's burning horniness, she also knew the stunning brunette was a thinker, a planner, and that Kandi wouldn't do anything unless she thought it over beforehand.
Behind the pizza parlor there was only one light to dimly illustrate the area. Desiree tugged against Rock's grip, wanting this whole crazy thing to stop. Beneath her feet she could feel cool, soft grass.
At least I won't ruin my stockings, Desiree thought.
"Okay, Desiree, let's get to it," Rock said. He grabbed a handful of the big-titted cheerleader's short, curly brown hair and pulled hard, forcing Desiree to bend forward at the waist.
"Rock, you're hurting me," Desiree complained, her face pressed against the big stud's crotch.
She could hear the chuckles of the boys surrounding her. Seeing Rock's hand come into view, Desiree felt a shiver of fear and anticipation rip up her spine as Rock jerked down his zipper and produced his big, throbbing prick.
"Don't do this to me!" Desiree squealed as his half-hard prick sprang up in his fist, hitting her dimpled cheek. "Stop it, Rock! I'll-"
Rock's cock pried apart Desiree's lips, the crown of Rock's prick rubbing against the roof of her mouth. The heady flavor of his cockmeat made Desiree's clit harden and pussyjuice seeped out of her cuntslit to be soaked up in her tight panties.
"Ohhhhh! Guys, she gives great blow-jobs," Rock said to his companions as he forced Desiree to accept more of his rubbery column of prickmeat into her luscious mouth.
"Mmmmmft!" Desiree slurped, trying to get his prick out of her mouth. Despite her embarassment, the girl found herself drawing a firm suction on his prick, and she caressed his cockhead expertly with her roving, frisking tongue.
Desiree's big tits swayed inside her dress, unincumbered without a bra, nearly spilling out the top of her low V-neckline. She had no choice but to allow Rock to hold her head steady as he brought his hips back and forth, fucking his big, rock-solid, fleshy fucktool deep into her mouth. She put her hands on his thighs to steady herself as he reamed her lips, stretching her pouting lips and forcing her jaws wide apart.
"Suck me good now, baby," Rock said, entwining the fingers of both hands into Desiree's close-cropped hair. "Or you'll make me angry. And you don't want to make me angry in front of all my friends, do you?"
"Ummmmg! Ummmmft!" Desiree slurped, trying to answer him. She crooned lustfully, losing herself in the satisfaction of giving a succulent blow-job to such a brash, powerfully built young stud.
"Mmmmmmmft!" she slurped, whipping his cockhead with her slick tongue as it jerked back and forth between her lips.
She didn't care anymore if there were people watching her sucking Rock's big prick. She didn't mind her friends watching. And if they later told the whole fucking world about what she was doing, then Desiree would just ask her two brilliant friends, Kandi and April, what to do. They'd know how to handle the situation. They always knew the right things to do.
Desiree took Rock's pulsating prick between her teeth and cheek. The side of her face swelled out, distorting her girlish features, and Desiree loved it. She purred like a kitten, intent on giving Rock's prick only the finest treatment. Nothing was too good for him.
When Desiree felt someone pulling her dress up to expose the lusciously curving cheeks of her ass, she wanted to protest. That, however, was impossible because Rock still had a firm, unyielding hold on her hair. She felt her panties being tugged down past her ass and she spread her legs, preventing the panties from being lowered any farther. Desiree had already been in one gang-rape situation, and she wasn't particularly interested in getting in another one with the entire fucking world watching.
"Come on, Desiree, be good to my buddy," Rock said sarcastically. He thrust his hips for ward, reaming the brunette's luscious mouth. His cockhead slammed against the back of her mouth before jamming down Desiree's throat. She almost choked as the conical head of Rock's fuckstick swelled out her neck, cutting off all air. "Be nice or I'll have to get rough."
Desiree realized the battle was already lost. When his huge cockhead was finally withdrawn from her tortured throat, she inhaled deeply through her nose. A moment later Desiree felt her panties being ripped from her body. The elastic waistband dug into her tender, plump flesh before tearing. The warm evening breeze cooled Desiree's heated pussy and she relaxed some, realizing what was about to happen was inevitable.
"Mmmmmm!" Desiree moaned. She wrapped her hand around the shaft of Rock's prick so he couldn't force her to deep-throat his cock again, keeping her other hand on his thigh for support. As he pistoned his hips, Desiree used her lips to tenderly, succulently knead Rock's steelish cock. Her tongue rubbed his pisshole and Desiree tasted hot, salty jism.
Shifting her weight, Desiree felt a hand pushing her short dress higher up her back, exposing her pale asscheeks in the moonlight.
She felt a little silly being doubled over, having some unknown guy fondling her cunt. But then, as the finger began working gently on her clit, making the pussyjuice ooze more quickly from her fuckhole, she lost interest in the hows and whys of what was happening.
Whether there were six guys surrounding her or sixty, Desiree didn't care. Her tits jiggled and swayed on her chest, pulled downward with gravity. She chewed on Rock's pistoning column of lust-hardened cockmeat as it seesawed between her lips. Her dimpled cheeks were concave, squeezing the sides of Rock's cockshaft as it fucked in long, smooth strokes.
"This chick's a fuckin' animal," Rock said as he held just his pricktip between Desiree's lips for her to nurse on.
The guys were all crowded around Desiree, getting as close to the action as possible. She felt hands squeezing her thighs and rubbing her cunt and asshole. More hands appeared beneath her to squeeze her big, swollen tits. Her nipples were hard little buds of raw flesh that ached to be touched, fondled, caressed.
Whimpering softly with the myriad emotions ripping through her buxom body, Desiree chewed lightly on Rock's prick as it slid deep into her mouth. She sucked on his cock lightly, not interested in gulping down his delicious jism right away. As she gave him a blow-job, she felt the rubbery head of somebody's cock pressing against her dewy cuntlips. Moaning, she scraped her teeth lightly over the veined shank of Rock's fuckpole and pushed back, taking his cockhead into her cuntslit.
"Ohhhhhh!" the boy sighed, grabbing Desiree's firm asscheeks and bracing himself. Once his pricktip was firmly embedded in Desiree's cunt, he thrust his hips forward, fucking her with his throbbing prick.
She felt his fuckpole slicing far into her cunt, forcing her cuntlips wide apart and spreading the inner walls of her pussy. A bubble of saliva formed at the corner of the brunette's ripe mouth as she took Rock's cock deep into her facial fuckhole.
"Suck me, Desiree," Rock urged, feeling the teenager's slick, slithering tongue working on his rigid column of prickmeat. He reamed her luscious, pouting lips with his prick until his cockhead slipped just a little way down her throat.
The excitement rose in Desiree's curvaceous body as she sucked cock and got fucked at the same time. She rocked back and forth, bent over at the waist, keeping a firm grip on Rock's prick so he couldn't choke her with it. As she gave a blow-job, her body swaying, her big, creamy tits rolled on her chest, threatening constantly to spill out the top of her dress. Behind her, she could feel the boy's hands running all over her asscheeks and down her silk-clad thighs, caressing her legs through the stockings.
"Her pussy's so fucking hot!" the boy groaned, running his hand over Desiree's smooth, blue garter belt. He pulled the lacy elastic strap holding her stockings up and let it slap against her thigh. When Desiree jumped a little from the sharp contact, he chuckled and jammed his fuckpole into her juicy pussy at an angle.
Desiree was breathing quickly, her tits billowing out as she gulped in air whenever possible. Hands were all over her body, grabbing and pinching her hard nipples through the bodice of her dress.
Desiree felt Rock's prick flex between her, lips, almost vibrating. She tightened her red, tingling lips around his cockshaft and began using her fist on his prick at the same time, jacking furiously on his cock as he thrust it deep into her mouth. Her lips smashed against the edge of her fist and his pricktip jammed into her throat, but Desiree didn't care and didn't back away. She was thirsty for the pungent eruptions of fuck-cream to blast against her slick, slithering tongue. She wanted to gulp down Rock's salty jets of fuck-cream to show the crude defensive end she could take everything he could throw at her.
"Cunt! Awwwwrrrggghhh!" Rock growled, savagely thrust his hips at Desiree's cute face to impale her with his prick.
His balls pulled up tight between his legs and exploded, sending the jism gushing from his mushroom-tipped cockhead.
Shots of thick, juicy jism flooded Desiree's mouth, making her head spin triumphantly. Cum splattered the roof of her mouth and coated her tongue. More cum shot against her tonsils and she swallowed feverishly to keep from choking. She sucked and swallowed, using her lips, tongue and fist to work all of the jism from the massive boy's big, cum-filled balls. Squirming, swallowing, Desiree drank every last drop of cum Rock had stored in his balls.
She was nursing on Rock's softening prick when Desiree felt fingers digging deep into her ripe, fleshy asscheeks. She was almost knocked forward, and would have toppled if Rock hadn't kept such a firm grip on her hair. The boy fucking her slammed his hips against her ass, impaling her with every last inch of his prick as he unloaded his fuck-cream in the teenager's tight, milking cunt.
"Mmmmmm!" Desiree moaned, savoring the flavor of Rock's cum as she felt her cunt getting deluged with cum that warmed her to her toes.
As Desiree sucked, she wondered if Kandi was around. She really didn't want her friend, who could be a little freaky and wild herself, to be watching. Somehow Desiree knew that Kandi just wouldn't approve of such behavior.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Kandi put her face close to the mirror and added a touch of mascara to her already dark eyelashes. Stepping away from the mirror, she inspected herself critically. Dressed in her sexy cheerleader uniform, she was set for a day that would be wilder, crazier, more erotic than anyone she'd ever known. Taking her trademark, the red scarf, she tied it around her neck and fluffed her jet-black hair. She shook her head and the large gold-hoop earrings went in motion.
It was all around school about what Desiree had done. What bothered Kandi was that she, herself, had always had the reputation as being the wildest girl in school. Suddenly, overnight, Desiree had taken that unofficial title from her. But Kandi was going to get it back, and get it back in one fucking, cocksucking hurry!
* * *
Cheerleader practice was over at the same time the football team finished practice. Kandi came up with an excuse for getting separated from April and Desiree. She waited fifteen minutes before sneaking into the boys' locker room.
She walked with such boldness that she caught the boys by surprise. Kandi didn't give a flying fuck if Coach Knowles caught her. If he did, then she'd just get it on with him, too. She was quite well aware of the fact that she was the prettiest girl in school. And she was going to use that to her best advantage once and for all.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Jonathan, the handsome flanker, asked, standing with a towel around his waist.
"How would you like the hottest blow-job of your life?" Kandi replied, looking him straight in the eyes. She'd always had the hots for him.
"Here? Now?"
Kandi looked around the locker room. About twenty boys were all looking at her with a mixture of lust and surprise showing on their faces. Kandi guessed that Coach Knowles was in his private office, which was good because then he wouldn't be able to see what was about to happen.
"How about in the showers?" Kandi nodded, agreeing with herself. "Yes, that'll do quite nicely."
The three-inch heels on her white boots clicked softly on the hard floor as Kandi stepped into the showers. The huge shower room, with many faucets sticking out from the walls, was reasonably secluded. From his office, Coach Knowles wouldn't be able to see Kandi.
Water sprayed around her as Kandi stopped and looked at the two naked students who stood gawking at her, covering up their cocks.
"Don't be frightened," Kandi said, smiling lustfully. "Everybody gets in on this action."
Turning around, Kandi saw that all twenty boys had crowded into the showers. Steam rolled up around her and she smiled. Untying the knotted bikini top, Kandi bared her tits for the boys to look at. She shrugged off the vest, then the top, then hung both garments on a faucet that hadn't been turned on. When several players approached her, grabbing her tits, Kandi pushed their hands away from her.
"Later, later," she replied warmly, her voice a husky purr barely heard above the spraying showers.
Kandi worked quickly to take off the scarf and then her hot pants. Not really knowing what to do with her boots, she decided to leave them on, even if they would get a little wet. Draping the hot pants and scarf over the faucet, Kandi took Jonathan by the hand and she pulled him closer to her naked body. Her creamy tits, small and firm with pink nipples, flattened against his chest.
"Kiss me," she purred, tugging off his towel as his face came down to her own. She kissed him hungrily, thrusting her tongue into his mouth while her hand slithered between their bodies. She grabbed his hardening prick and stroked it softly while Jonathan's hands caressed the silken hair of her head and felt the smooth skin of her back.
"You're gorgeous," Jonathan said.
Kandi sank to her knees, totally surrounded by boys her own age, all of them with big, throbbing pricks standing out from their bodies. She opened her luscious, glistening lips wide and sucked the big cockhead of Jonathan's fuckstick into her mouth.
"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned, chewing his prick meat as she inhaled it deeper. His cockhead was at the back of her mouth, nudging her tonsils, and Kandi consciously prepared herself to deep-throat the boy's prick. Relaxing her throat, she felt the spongy crown stretching her neck out.
Her lips, red and moist, slid down the rigid, veined shaft of Jonathan's fuck rod until they were finally wrapped snugly around the root of his prick. She purred, her nose buried in the bush of hair above Jonathan's cock. Kandi could feel the heat of his cum-filled balls against her chin. To have all of the handsome boy's big prick stretching down her throat, bulging her neck out as she deep-throated him, made the pussyjuice flowed from Kandi's cunt, wetting the ebony triangular cunt hair between her slender thighs.
"I can't fuckin' take this," somebody said. Kandi looked to the side, her mouth crammed entirely with Jonathan's cock, and watched as a big hand wrapped around a hard prick and started jacking furiously. That was exactly what she wanted. Kandi was too much of a snob to give every body on the football team a blow-job, but she did intend on helping all of them get off, even if that meant she only exposed her luscious, milky body and let them watch her gorgeous face get crammed with cockmeat.
She craned her neck, pitching her head and shoulders back and forth to swallow all of Jonathan's delicious prick. The excitement Kandi felt, knowing that she was deepthroating his jaw-stretching prick with magnificent ease, was greater than she could imagine. His throbbing cockhead jammed down her throat, and Kandi could feel all of his fuck rod, every succulent inch of it. Her tongue was jammed to the bottom of her mouth with the thickness of Jonathan's massive prick.
Kandi spread her arms, fingers extended as she searched for cocks to stroke. She didn't have to wait long. Almost instantly she had two cocks, one in each hand, and she jacked on them as she dragged her red lips back and forth from the cockhead to the root of the flanker's delicious fuckpole.
"Mmmmmmmft!" Kandi slurped, toying with his pisshole, using the tip of her tongue to lick off the pre-cum that oozed out slowly.
She jacked on the cock in her left hand and felt the prick throb mightily. Then sticky, gooey white jets of fuck-cream were blasting from the crown, spilling over the brunette's forearm and wrist, trickling between her fingers as she smeared the jism over his cock knob.
Gently chewing on Jonathan's cock with her brilliantly painted lips, Kandi could feel his broad prick shaft becoming harder. It wouldn't take much more pleasure-giving for Kandi to receive the thick wad of jism she hungrily craved.
Her jet-black hair fluffed around Kandi's gorgeous face as she inhaled cockmeat deep into her mouth. The large, round, gold hoop earrings jerked to and fro at her ears.
"Mmmmmm!" Kandi sighed, tilting her head back to look up at Jonathan's face. He smiled lustfully at her and kissed his fingertip, then touched the finger to Kandi's nose in a tender, almost romantic move.
Kandi shivered on her knees. Hot water splashed all around her. She could hear the ragged breathing of the football players as they jerked themselves off. The smell of masculine flesh was all around her. Slowly, tenderly, she chewed down the throbbing shaft of Jonathan's fuckpole until her lips were encircling the pulsating root of his prick. She had her throat stuffed with Jonathan's cock when a boy leaned closer to Kandi and blew his wad, showering her back, right between the shoulder blades, with his cum. Kandi felt every hot blast of fuck-cream as it splattered her tingling skin, and she trembled at the pleasure it gave her.
When Kandi pulled back so just Jonathan's pricktip pierced her luscious lips, she saw the head of a cock come close to her face. She watched as the hand became a blur around the cock shaft, then opaque rivers of fuck-cream jetted from the crown. Jism nailed Kandi's cheekbone and chin, and it spun into her jet-black hair.
When Jonathan saw Kandi's gorgeous face get anointed with cum, he lost all control of himself. He put his hands on Kandi's head to hold her still, then reamed out her throat with his prick. His apple-sized cockhead slammed against the teenager's tonsils before jamming down her throat.
"Ummmg!" Kandi groaned, her throat aching slightly from the forced, brutal invasion of cockmeat. Her nose felt crushed into Jonathan's curly hair and she could feel his balls bounce against her chin. Then almost surprisingly, she unconsciously began working her throat, swallowing feverishly to keep from drowning as the handsome flanker pumped out his wad.
She would have preferred to take Jonathan's cum against her tongue so she could taste it, but Kandi wasn't given that option. Instead, she had to hold her breath for a long time while Jonathan's cock reamed her throat, using her beautiful face just like he would a pussy.
Kandi felt like she was in a dream world once she had swallowed the last of Jonathan's fuck-cream. The gooey syrup had been pumped straight into her stomach, but as she sucked, she felt his prick twitch and come back to life almost instantly. Cum rained down on her from the twenty cocks that surrounded her. She felt the blasts striking her shoulders and arms. Her cherry nipples were hard as small rocks, standing out proudly from her pink areolas. Her tits jiggled tautly on her chest.
Arms extended in either direction, Kandi continued giving Jonathan a blow-job as she jacked on two more pricks. She felt somebody shoving a finger into her asshole and somebody else finger fucking her cunt, but kneeling as she was, they couldn't shove their cocks into her exposed fuckholes. And that was the way she wanted it. Kandi's services in the shower were just to give Jonathan a blowjob, to jerk off as many boys as possible, and to provide visual stimulation for the other football players as they jacked their own fuck poles. She was also the target that they could aim at when they came.
In ten minutes Kandi's milky, slender body had rivers of jism running down it. Cum was smeared over both hands, sticky between her fingers as she jerked on cocks. Her jet black hair had streaks of white in it where boys had leaned close and shot their wad on her head. Both cheeks were gooey with syrup-like jism running down them, dripping from her chin to her bobbling tits. Her back had been shot with so many different wads of fuck-cream that the jism trickled between her tight asscheeks.
Every boy got off at least once, and most of them jerked off a second time on the beautiful cheerleader.
Using just her mouth, Kandi jerked her face quickly back and forth, dragging her lips over the ridge of Jonathan's cockhead while her tongue whipped demonically at his pisshole. Her jaws ached from being opened so wide for such a long time, but she didn't care. The taste of Jonathan's prick was just as fantastic, just as manly, as when she first wrapped her lips around his cockhead.
"Suck it, Kandi," Jonathan said, hands on his hips as he watched her cum-splattered face bobbing furiously on his big prick. "I'm going to give you a second load! Ohhhhh! Drink it, baby! Drink all my cum!"
She was surprised that Jonathan came so much. Even though he had jetted out his load of jism just a few minutes earlier, Jonathan still gave her an incredible amount of cum the second time. Salty jism splashed over her frisking tongue and she swirled the delicious nectar around in her mouth to savor the flavor as more cream jetted out of his cockhead. Her cheeks billowed out to contain both his pricktip and the cum, and a thick, white drop of cum escaped from the corner of her mouth.
Swallowing several times, Kandi gulped Jonathan's fuck-cream down her gullet, releasing the cocks in her hands to stroke on his prickshaft and caress his balls while he ex ploded.
Kandi was just thinking about how she would regain the unofficial title of the wildest chick in school when she heard Coach Knowles bellow, "What the hell is going on in here? Get the hell out of here! No, you, Kandi, you stay right where you are!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
April was seething with rage. First Desiree had sucked off that crude gorilla, Rock, with half the goddamn school watching. Then Kandi went into the locker room and sucked off Jonathan while the entire team gave her a cum shower second to none. And everybody in school was talking about Desiree and Kandi, trying to decide which one of the cheerleaders was hornier.
And nobody was talking about April.
April's tits could fill out a D-cup easily, and because her tits were so large, she always wore a bra. Always, that is, until this morning. She would get the men talking about her after the day was through. That was a certainty. A little shopping spree the previous evening, made right after she heard about what Kandi had done, would make sure of that.
The miniskirt came down to just past the tops of April's silk stockings. The new blouse was white, but perfectly see-through. April's round, chocolate-brown areolas could be easily seen, and her nubby tit-tips poked through the thin material proudly. Her tits, which had always drawn so much attention no matter what she wore, would bring the hungry, lusty stares even more today.
Principal Bradley took one look at April as she walked down the hallway and knew he had to fuck her. April's gigantic, amazingly wellshaped tits bounced on her chest with every step she took. And the blouse didn't do a damn thing to hide them! No girl had ever been bold enough to wear a see-through blouse to school before, and Principal Bradley blinked his eyes, not sure if he was really seeing those incredible tits.
"April, I'll see you in my office right away," Bradley said angrily.
April licked her full, pouting, pink lips, knowing full well what was about to happen. First Bradley would bitch about her blouse, then she'd seduce him. If what Kandi had said about his cock was correct, April would be getting the biggest piece of cockmeat to suck and fuck she had ever taken.
She sat in the chair facing his desk and crossed her legs at the knee. The miniskirt pulled up even higher on her thighs, showing a milky strip of flesh just above her stockings. She made no attempt to straighten the skirt.
Principal Bradley sat at his desk and eyed April. What he saw made his throbbing prick stretch down the leg of his pants.
"Recently I've seen a change in you and your friends," he began slowly, enunciating each word carefully. "It appears to me that you, Kandi and Desiree are well trying to outdo each other in your craziness. Well, I'm going to put a stop to that right now." He pushed the button on the intercom setting on his desk. "Please call Kandi and Desiree into my office."
April heard his secretary reply, "Yes, Sir, Principal Bradley." Three minutes later Kandi and Desiree entered Bradley's office. April's mind was reeling as she tried to guess what was going through his head. She had figured it would be easy to seduce him, but now she wasn't so sure of herself.
"You two," Bradley said to Kandi and Desiree, "are to stand perfectly still and not make a sound. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Sir," they replied as one.
April listened to her instruction and her heart pounded in her chest. The commands she had been given prior to their arrival shocked and hell out of her.
Rising from her chair, April knelt before Kandi. She slipped her fingers inside her friend's hot pants, then pulled them down slowly. She was surprised to see Kandi wasn't wearing any panties. A certain unspoken thrill went through April, as well as apprehension, when she got a good, close-up view of Kandi's dark-fringed cunt. She had been resentful of her friend for being prettier, but now April was going to, by command, lick Kandi's pussy until she came. And while April did this, Kandi wasn't supposed to move a muscle or utter a sound.
"Go ahead, April. Kandi, spread your legs a little more," Principal Bradley said softly.
There was a lusty smile on his face as he watched the girls. Desiree stood at attention, fully clothed; Kandi stood with her arms as her sides, her legs spread, only the top part of her cheerleader uniform on. April, still fully clothed in her revealing attire, was on her knees. "And don't stop until she comes, April. You must be taught a lesson."
Inhaling, April caught the fainty feminine aroma of Kandi's pussyjuice. To her surprise, the aroma made her mouth water. She kissed Kandi's thigh tenderly, letting her tongue flick out of her mouth to taste the flesh. Working her way slowly toward her friend's pussy, April touched Kandi's cunt for the first time. It was warm and moist, the curly jet-black hair soft to the touch.
Using her thumbnails, which were quite long, April delicately separated Kandi's pink cuntlips. She saw the glistening inner walls of Kandi's pussy and purred softly. Sticking her tongue as far out of her mouth as she could, April tentatively touched her friend's cuntlips. The flavor of Kandi's pussy was instantly appealing to April. She dragged her tongue from the bottom to the top of Kandi's fuckhole, pausing to lash at her drooling, lust-hardened clit.
"Mmmmmm!" April moaned, sucking Kandi's clit between her lips. Mashing her mouth against Kandi's pussy, April felt her friend's thighs flex as she struggled to remain motionless.
The big-titted blonde spread Kandi's cuntlips far apart to get at her inner juicy lips. April stabbed her tongue deep into her friend's pussy, curling her tongue, once it was inside Kandi's body, to scoop out the rich, tangy pussyjuice. As she licked cunt, fucking Kandi's tight pussyhole with her tongue, April felt her own pussyjuice flowing freely, being blotted up in her tight bikini panties. She wanted to put a hand between her own thighs to tantalize her sizzling, red-hot clit, but April knew that Bradley hadn't said she could do that. She suspected any deviation from his orders would get her in immediate trouble.
Kandi's dark eyes were glazed over with lust as she stared unseeingly at the far wall. She'd never had a girl's tongue working her clit over before, and the sensation it caused made her tremble from head to foot. Her ripe, red lips were parted slightly, and she had difficulty breathing. Despite April's inexperience at licking pussy, she was really doing a job on Kandi's cunt, sending the lusty brunette soaring higher and higher, drifting toward ecstasy.
"Mmmmmmft!" April slurped, stabbing her slick tongue deep between the lustinflamed lips of Kandi's cunt to get at the delicious girl-cum she so desperately craved. Her cheeks were wet with the slippery oil that drooled out of Kandi's cunt. As she licked furiously, her big, hard-nippled tits jiggled and swayed on her chest, straining against the sheer, see-through blouse.
April wrapped her arms around Kandi, grabbing two firm melons of ass flesh. She forced Kandi's cunt to mash more demandingly against her probing, searching tongue. Whipping Kandi's red, juicy clit, April was determined to make her friend go off like a stick of dynamite.
"Ohhhhh!" Kandi sighed, unable to control her emotions. The lashing tongue stabbing into her cunt and whipping her red-hot, sizzling clit was driving her crazy with wanton, uninhibited lust. Her hands bunched into fists and she squeezed her eyes shut, fighting to keep from cumming, wanting to make April work as hard as possible to get her reward of pussyjuice.
April felt Kandi's cuntlips contract around her tongue. The pussyjuice began gushing from the brunette's overheated fuckhole. Slick, oily girl-cum spewed out hotly, splashing into April's open mouth, flowing over her cheeks, making golden strands of hair stick to her face. She squeezed Kandi's asscheeks hard in her hands, forcing the brunette's cunt to mash firmly against her mouth as she fucked her tongue deep and hard' into it.
"Uraramg! Ummmm!" April slurped, licking for all she was worth to keep from wasting any more of the precious, delicious girl-cum than was necessary. Her fingernails gouged painfully deep into Kandi's ass, almost drawing blood.
Kandi shivered, her knees trembling badly as her pussyjuice streamed from her cunt in a floodtide of excitement. Her luscious cocksucker's mouth pursed into an O as she worked to keep from making any sound, following Principal Bradley's instructions to the letter.
When she had licked Kandi's pussy clean, April turned a cum-shiny face toward Principal Bradley, looking at him over her shoulder.
"And now Desiree?" she inquired.
"Yes."
CHAPTER NINE
April had her tongue as deep as it would go into Desiree's pussy, tasting the sweet nectar that trickled out of her friend's seething fuckhole. She moaned passionately, curling her tongue inside the girl's cunt to get every precious drop of girl-cum.
"Awwww! Golly, Principal Bradley, I just can't-" Desiree gasped, her innocent features twisted with the rampaging emotions going through her. Her nipples were poking dents in her blouse, even through the bra she wore. Squirming, Desiree looked down at April's face, buried between her thighs.
"Desiree, you're to remain quiet," Bradley instructed.
"But I can't!" Desiree wailed.
Suddenly the dim-witted, curvaceous brunette pushed April away from her pussy and rushed Bradley. Only Desiree could have gotten away with it. Bradley rose from his chair to confront the teenaged cheerleader, but before he could say anything, she was on her knees, jerking his fly down and reaching inside his pants. He tried to stop her, though not very had, and within seconds Desiree had the rubbery, meaty crown of his huge fuckpole buried deep in her cute face.
"Mmmmmm!" Desiree moaned soulfully, rubbing the clefted underside of his cockknob with her tongue while she fondled his cum-laden balls through his trousers.
The young girl grabbed the pliable shaft of Bradley's prick in her right hand, stroking it as she brought her lips back and forth over his cockhead. Totally lost in the delirious sensations of sucking the largest prick she'd ever seen in her life, Desiree crooned lustfully, salivating freely around the jaw-stretching, burgeoning column of prickmeat.
"Ohhhhh! I guess it is okay for you to suck my prick, Desiree," Bradley said softly, patting the girl's dimpled cheek as she brought her face to and fro over his cock. "You really haven't been a bad student, now that I think of it. You're just a little misguided, always following your friends' lead."
April was still on her knees as she watched Desiree giving a blow-job. She wanted to crawl over to Bradley and share his awesome fuckpole with Desiree. She wanted to taste the older man's amazing prick, and feel it throbbing with life between her lips. But of course, she couldn't do that because she hadn't been told she could. April decided that if this was Bradley's way of punishing her, the punishment was more than she deserved.
Desiree's big tits wobbled on her chest inside her blouse as she brought her head and shoulders back and forth. Bradley's cock continued to grow in her fist and mouth, gaping out the fly of his pants, slowly stretching to its full length from her oral caresses. She lapped at his pisshole, licking off whatever pre-cum seeped out, delighting herself with the manly, salty flavor.
The teenager's large brown eyes were glassy, open to just slits as she nursed on his prick. Her lips puckered out as she pulled back, dragging over his broad cockshaft and crawled over the sensitive ridge of his cockhead. She writhed blissfully on the floor, her nylon-covered knees sliding on the tile. Still stroking the huge stem of Bradley's prick, Desiree slipped her other hand up her thigh, over the top of her stocking until she felt her hot cunt. Her cuntlips were wet with pussyjuice.
"Ummmmmg!" Desiree slurped, nearly choking on his big prick as his cockhead nudged the back of her mouth. She shoved a finger into her pussy, burying the digit in her pussy until her palm pressed tantalizingly against her coral-red clit.
"Kandi, you may come here and enjoy some of this, if you wish," Bradley said, arms folding across his chest. "But you, April, for so brazenly wearing that ridiculous blouse to school, must kneel there and watch."
"But, Sir-"
"Shut up!" Bradley shot back. "I'll continue dealing with you later."
Kandi, always an avid cocksucker, did not have to be asked twice. She nearly ran over to Bradley in her haste to get his cock in her mouth. Dropping to her knees beside Desiree, Kandi unbuckled the principal's pants and she pulled them down to his ankles. Then moving around so that she was behind him, she turned her back to Bradley and leaned back so that her face was upward, between his legs.
"Look at those balls!" she exclaimed, her hands behind her for support as she inhaled the musky aroma of Bradley's cock and balls. "They're fucking huge!"
She raised her face, opening her lusciously red lips wide to nibble and tongue gently at Bradley's ball-sac. Kandi licked the twin orbs, tenderly pushing the cum-givers around as she moistened the sac with her spit. She sucked one of Bradley's balls in her mouth and her cheeks puffed out to hold the big cum-globe without letting her teeth touch it.
As she sucked on Bradley's balls, Kandi watched the underside of Desiree's face as she sucked slowly, sensually on his foot-long fuckpole. As she sat on the floor, her naked ass against the cold tile, Kandi thought about how fantastic it had felt to have April's tongue splitting her cuntlips. She wondered what it would be like to tongue a pussy, and made a mental note to go at Desiree sometime. Desiree was dumb enough, Kandi decided, to be talked into it while not really realizing what was happening.
Chewing on the veined shaft of Bradley's cock, Desiree fingerfucked her cunt furiously, jamming her finger into the tight, juicy channel until her palm rubbed harshly against her clit. Pussyjuice trickled between her fingers, dribbling down her plump thighs. Like a woman who had been starving, Desiree mouthed the principal's fleshy fuckstick, mashing her lips around his prickshaft, whipping his pricktip with her tongue, letting her teeth occasionally graze lightly over the steelish, unyielding length.
"You can't torture me like this!" April suddenly shouted, no longer able to control herself. "Please, I'm begging you, let me have some of your cock! I need it! I do!"
Once again Bradley took complete control of the situation. He gave his instructions to Kandi and Desiree, and those commands were followed to the letter. In less than a minute April was stripped down to her garter belt and stockings, then forced to bend over the desk, the golden half-moons of her ass exposed and ready.
"What are you going to do?" April asked. Kandi and Desiree were on the opposite side of the desk, holding onto her wrists, preventing her from escaping, forcing her to lean so far forward that her huge tits were mashed against the desk. "Kandi, Desiree-let me go this instant!"
Her honey-gold hair framing her face, April looked at her friends. She couldn't understand how they could betray her so easily. Her cheeks were wet and slippery with the pussyjuice they had left there. She was about to tell the cheerleaders that they were no longer her friends when the spitty, throbbing head of Bradley's cock was pressed against her tight asshole.
"Nooooo!" April hissed.
She felt Bradley's hands on her ass, thumbs forcibly separating her asscheeks as his huge, red, bullet-tipped prick shoved harder against her shitter opening. She tightened up, hoping to keep his prick out of her ass. April was quite certain that if Principal Bradley ass-fucked her with his foot-long, incredibly thick cock, he'd kill her with it.
April's firm asscheeks spread wide as Bradley's cockhead disappeared inside her asshole. Her luscious, full lips opened wide and she snapped her head up as blinding lights of red and blue flashed in her mind. Her blue-green eyes were watery as she felt his red-hot in fucker driving deeper and deeper, relentlessly, cruelly.
His apple-sized cockhead, powered on by the steelish shaft of Bradley's prick, fucked into April's ass. He withdrew several inches, then charged forward again. After four attempts at invading and retreating, April had finally taken all twelve inches of cockmeat into her asshole.
"Awwwww!" April groaned. His cock seemed to be so far up her asshole that his pricktip would touch her heart.
She gulped in air, struggling to remain sane, fighting against the agonizing pain that stabbed throughout her body. And to April's surprise, when she regained most of her feeling, she discovered that she was unconsciously rubbing her tits harder against the desk. Hot, tingling bolts of electricity were coming from her pointed, lust-hardened nipples.
"Get over here and lick her cunt, Kandi!" Bradley growled. His hands were on April's asscheeks, thumbs caressing the lacy garter belt as he pistoned his hips, working his prick into the girl's incredibly tight asshole.
Kandi moved slowly, not altogether sure what was expected of her. She got on her ass again and crawled backward between Bradley's legs, then April's slender thighs. She watched Bradley's cock, so thick that it seemed like a telephone pole of fuckmeat, driving full-length into April's asshole. She watched her friend's ass working on his prick, then turned her attention to the juicy, blonde-fringed lips of April's cunt.
"Awwwwwww!" April groaned. She tried to pull her hands down so she could squeeze her own tits, but she didn't have enough strength to fight against Desiree, who was holding both her wrists.
Squirming, her knees nearly buckling, April felt the burning length of Bradley's cock drive completely into her ass. With her asshole filled so magnificently with pulsating cockmeat, April felt Kandi's tongue tentatively grazing between her cuntlips. The girl's tongue worked deeper and deeper, slithering from side to side, spreading April's pussylips to search for cunt oil.
"Ohhhhhh!" April sighed, her cheek against the hard wooden desk, tits billowing out under her arms as she rocked back and forth. Each time Bradley fucked into her with his huge prick, she was knocked against the edge of the desk. She licked her lips to moisten them as her breath came in coarse, uneven gulps.
"Mmmmmmft!" Kandi slurped. Though she had never licked a pussy before, and even though she was angry and bitter with April, Kandi attacked the girl's cunt with her lips and tongue feverishly. Clear, hot pussyjuice streamed out of April's cunt, into Kandi's hungry mouth, oozing over her chin and cheeks.
April was delirious with passion as Bradley's hips plowed his prick into her ass with jackhammer force. The sensations coming from her clit mingled and mixed with those coming from her throbbing, stretching asshole to make her crazy with lust. The uncontrollable emotions swept her away and she heard a high-pitched scream and faintly recognized the voice as being her own. Her clit detonated and girl-cum exploded from her pussy.
"Ieeeaahhhh!" April screamed. As she came, gushing out her feminine fuck-cream, her asshole tightened, squeezing the driving, undulating shaft of Bradley's prick fiercely, causing his balls to deluge her ass with hot, salty cum.
Later April was forced to lick Bradley's prick clean. Mindlessly, her senses overcharged, she tongued his softening column of cockmeat until it was soft, clean and shiny with spit.
"Now leave, ladies," Principal Bradley said. "And I want you, as cheerleaders, to make sure the Rustler football team is a sexually satisfied one. Is that clear? If you must fuck each and every player-including Coach Knowles-then that's what I want you to do."
"Yes, Sir, Principal Bradley," Kandi replied, squeezing her slender ass back into the tight-fitting hot pants. She slipped under April's arm, and Desiree got under the other arm and together they helped the weakknead blonde out of the office.
CHAPTER TEN
The Rustlers concluded their season with a victory over their arch enemy team, winning the state championship.
Desiree's big, succulently rounded tits bounced crazily on her chest as she jumped up and down, cheering wildly for the victory.
"Yeah, Rustlers!" Desiree shouted. "Come on girls! Let's goooo!"
Desiree raced toward the locker room. It had been six weeks since Desiree had wrapped her lips around Principal Bradley's oversized prick, and held April's wrists while the girl got ass-fucked by his rigid, fleshy cock. Since then she had been busy servicing the cocks of the football players. On a daily basis the cheerleader and her friends sucked and fucked on demand, doing whatever Coach Knowles or Principal Bradley demanded.
As Desiree ran to the locker room, her pleasantly rounded thighs scissoring, she felt her pussyjuice oozing into the hot pants of her uniform. She remembered Principal Bradley's promise of throwing a party if the Rustlers won the state football championship. And Desiree also remembered Bradley's promise of inviting only three girls to the party-Desiree, Kandi and April.
* * *
Though the party was just starting, Desiree was already on her knees, tugging at Rock's prick as she nibbled on his cockhead with her lips. They were in the back yard, hidden in a shadow as the party came to life inside Bradley's suburban home.
"Ohhhhh! Baby, you really give good head," Rock said, sipping a beer as he watch ed Desiree's cute face sliding to and fro over his throbbing cock as it jutted out of his fly.
Desiree bared her teeth and she let them sink into Rock's prick lightly, teasingly, testing the hardness of her lover's fuckpole. Using her teeth on Rock, Desiree let the massive boy know that she could hurt him if she really wanted. She caused just enough pain for Rock to know he had to treat her right or she wouldn't be on her knees again, wantonly chewing on his prick until he flooded her mouth with his cum.
"Mmmmmm!" Desiree purred, taking his cock into her mouth until his cockknob was at the back of her throat. She inhaled deeply, swelling her tits until they billowed out the top of her bikini halter top. Slowly, using her lips to chew on his prick shaft, she allowed his throbbing cockhead to skewer her throat.
Rock stared in amazement as he felt his prick sinking full-length into Desiree's throat. She'd never taken all of his prick into her face before.
Kandi had taught Desiree how to deep throat, and with her nose pressing against the jagged zipper of Rock's pants, the big-titted cheerleader felt triumphant at exercising her new ability. The blue scarf wrapped around Desiree's throat seemed to get tighter now that her neck was swelling out with Rock's fat, steelish prick. She kept his prick down her throat until she needed to breathe.
"Ohhhhh! Yeah, baby, take it out slow," Rock groaned as Desiree, inch by inch, withdrew his prick from her throat.
The young brunette curled her tongue sensually around the head of Rock's sizzling fuckpole. She ran her hands up and down his thighs, fingertips sending bolts of passion racing straight to his balls. Even through his jeans, Rock could feel the heated excitement of Desiree's burning lust.
"Mmmmmm!" she crooned softly, bobbing on the tip of his fuckrod. She fucked herself with his cock, letting the crown smash hard against the back of her mouth. Relaxing, Desiree swallowed his thick, throbbing prick into her throat again and sighed, feeling it jerking inside her neck. Her nose was actually inside Rock's pants, being tickled by the thick, curly patch of hair sprouting at the root of his fuckstick.
Rock took a swallow of his beer and leaned against the house, watching the cute cheerleader wantonly fucking her mouth on his prick. There was a certain controlled aban don, a passion with skill, that made his prick longer, thicker and harder than it had ever been. Each time Desiree chewed on his cockshaft, her pink lips grazing over his fuckpole on their way to the root, he felt his cum simmering hotter and hotter in his balls.
"Wanna fuck, baby?"
Desiree uncorked his prick from her mouth with a popping sound. She gave his cockhead a kiss of almost maternal compassion and stroked the column of fuckmeat stabbing out of Rock's pants.
"No, just let me suck you off," Desiree replied, rubbing his spitty cockhead over her lips as she spoke. "We can fuck later. Right now you just stand there, drink your beer, and enjoy yourself. I'll do all the work."
Still looking up at Rock, Desiree stuck her tongue far out of her mouth and lapped softly at his pricktip. She tongued his cockknob, enjoying the pearls of pre-cum that oozed out of his pisshole. Soon she'd be getting the full load of Rock's wad, and that was what she worked for now.
Her butter-soft lips glided over his cockhead, worked around his prickshaft, creeping closer to the base of Rock's cock. His fleshy bulb of prickmeat pried down Desiree's throat, stretching her neck out, forcing the blue scarf to tighten. As she jerked her face down the meatpole, her round tits bobbled on her chest, held high and tight by the bikini halter. The small vest flopped at her sides, slapping her. itching tits as Pesiree deepthroated his rigid cock.
"You're going to get me off," Rock said through gritted teeth. The cum was boiling in his balls. He swallowed the rest of his beer, hoping it would calm him down. It didn't.
Desiree grabbed his cock with her right hand and pistoned her face quickly back and forth, bringing her fist over his fiery cockshaft right along with her lips. When Desiree felt the first hard contractions, she removed her hand quickly and impaled herself on his cock. His pricktip was absolutely huge, expanded with the rampaging lust racing through Rock's veins, swelling out Desiree's throat to an unbelievable level.
Desiree's mind was spinning and pussyjuice was oozing out of her cunt, staining her panties and hot pants. She wrapped her arms around Rock's waist, pulling his crotch hard against her face. Her nose felt bruised being flattened against his pubic bone and Rock's prick throbbed mightily in her throat."
"Aw www www w!" Rock howled as the cum raced through the tube of his prick.
Deep-throating all of Rock's fuckpole, Desiree felt his cock jerking and bucking as jism gushed down her gullet. She worked her throat to keep from drowning on the gooey blasts, milking the cum from Rock's massive balls. Her tongue was mashed to the bottom of her mouth, and Desiree's jiggling tits pressed against Rock's quivering thighs as she accepted the massive stud's acrid, fountaining eruptions. Desiree felt Rock entwining his hands together behind her head, pulling her face even harder against his crotch as his big, throat-stretching prick exploded.
Desiree could not taste her lover's delicious load of cum because the head of his cock was so far down her throat, but she could feel the cum jetting through the tube running along the underside of his prickmeat. Only when she needed to breathe did she finally push herself away from him, getting his skewering fuckrod out of her throat.
"Come on," Desiree said, still on her knees. "Let's go back in and see how the party is going. But don't you forget, I'd better have your cock in my pussy before the night is over or there'll be hell to pay!"
Desiree sucked on Rock's shrinking, shiny prick for a while longer, then tucked it back inside his pants and zipped them up. She licked her lips, getting off the film of cum that was there and savoring the aftertaste of the teenager's jism. She got to her feet and took Rock's hand, smiling happily, pleased with the way his cum was warming her stomach.
"I wonder what that goddamn April's doin'," Rock growled as he led Desiree inside. "She ain't one to be with us football players. Always thinkin' she's so high and mighty!"
"Don't worry about April," Desiree said, naturally defending her friend. "She sometimes thinks she's better than the rest of us, but she's really a good person at heart." Desiree giggled. "And she's also got the foxiest body in school!"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Kandi sat on the couch between Randal and Jonathan. She sipped her beer slowly, feeling the boys' hands on her thighs. Since making a spectacle of herself in the showers, and suffering the indignation of having Coach Knowles ass-fuck her brutally with, the entire team watching, she'd been careful to always be alone when she got it on with one of the players. Now, as Randal's hand slid dangerously close to her cunt, she was feeling both horny and embarrassed.
"Please, Randal, stop that," Kandi whispered, loud enough so only he and Jonathan could hear. "Please, if you want to fuck me, we can find some private place in this house and go to it. I promise, I'll treat you and Jonathan especially good tonight."
Kandi grabbed Randal's wrist with both of her hands, preventing it from going any higher. When she did this, Jonathan put his arm around her slender shoulders, his hand hanging down far enough so that his fingertips grazed over her tingling nipple. Even through the halter top Kandi's nipple was sticking out prominently, showing everyone how excited she truly was.
"Stop it, you guys!" Kandi hissed angrily. She wondered if she should have had so many beers. The alcohol was wearing away her defenses, just as the boys' hands were. "Please, let's go somewhere private."
The living room of Bradley's house was crowded with boys, and Coach Knowles was talking privately with Principal Bradley in the corner of the room. She wasn't in the mood to get gang-banged, and certainly didn't want to get a cum-shower by twenty guys again. When she let the players jerk off on her in the m showers, it was just to get the reputation as a crazy, horny girl. She had no intention of letting something like that happen again.
Principal Bradley stepped up to the couch, looking down at Kandi sitting between the two star players. He drank in the beauty of her milky cleavage and her slender, creamy thighs. When Kandi crossed her legs at the knee, he saw how the hot pants slightly separated her cuntlips.
"You needn't be nervous, my dear," Bradley said in his low baritone voice. "Anything goes at this party."
"There!" Jonathan said happily, his hand cupping Kandi's warm, firm tit. "See, even Principal Bradley doesn't mind, so don't be such a stick in the mud."
Kandi did not protest when Randal took her face in his hands. She closed her eyes and parted her ruby red lips as his face approached hers. When his lips were pressing hungrily against hers, she tasted his tongue as it slithered in her mouth. She sucked on his tongue, letting herself go, feeling her body heating up as her inhibitions went to the wayside. She raised her arms, putting them around both Randal's and Jonathan's shoulders, totally exposing her beautiful, responsive body to them.
Every nerve in the stunningly beautiful cheerleader's body seemed vibrantly alive, electricity crackling through her veins as Jonathan and Randal ran their hands over her. She kissed Randal, planting her hot lips firmly against his, tasting the sweetness of his mouth. As she kissed him, Jonathan untied the top of Kandi's uniform, opening the halter top to get to her itching nipples.
"Look at how hard her nipples are!" Jonathan exclaimed.
As Jonathan's lips surrounded Kandi's nipple, she uncrossed her legs, spreading her thighs wide to accept his hand. When Jonathan's fingers were rubbing over her clit, she squirmed on the couch. Even through the clinging material of her hot pants, Kandi could feel every subtle move of Jonathan's fingers as they pressed and rubbed her cuntlips and clit.
Turning her face away from Randal, Kandi sighed lustfully as he kissed her neck and bit her ear. Opening her eyes just slightly, she looked through her ebony lashes at the surprised, lusty expressions on the faces of the boys as they watched her.
"I don't care," she sighed. "I just don't care anymore. Do with me what you will. Just get me off. I want to cum and I don't give a damn if the entire goddamn world watches me."
Kandi closed her eyes and let herself drift away in clouds of ecstasy. She felt the zippers of her knee-high boots being pulled down, then the boots were removed. How Jonathan managed to do that while he continued to chew passionately on her tit she didn't know and didn't care.
The horny cheerleader leaned forward briefly so that the boys could take off her bikini halter top and vest, then she stretched out again, nearly prone with her feet on the floor and her ass on the edge of the couch.
"You're so beautiful," Jonathan hissed, capturing Kandi's other tit in his mouth. He stuffed all of her pink areola in his hot mouth, sinking his teeth deep into the fleshy, pert little orb.
Randal grabbed Kandi's hot pants and he pulled them down past the gentle curve of her ass. She raised her ass for just a second and the hot pants were off her body completely.
"Ohhhhhh! Just take me," Kandi purred, her voice almost sleepy as she concentrated only on the arousing sensations going through her body.
Kandi heard the boys chuckle lustfully as they got a clear view of her black cunt hair. The pink, dewy lips of her pussy parted the jet-black patch. When Kandi felt weight being shifted off the couch, she opened her legs, knowing that Randal, the smooth-talking quarterback, would soon be shoving his tongue into her cunt. She knew that he was an apt cunt licker, and that he could drive her to the furthest heights of ecstasy.
She extended her arms in either direction, resting her hands on top of the couch, leaving her entire naked body open to whatever Jonathan and Randal had in mind.
"This feels sooooo good!" the hot-blooded teenager crooned.
Jonathan was kissing her neck and manipulating her tingling nipples while Randal was spreading the juicy lips of her pussy. Kandi made no attempt to feel the boys' hard, lean bodies, or to get to their cocks. This time she wanted to be serviced. So many times she'd sank to her knees and sucked cock while Jonathan or Randal simply stood there, or even sat passively while she did all the work. This time she was the queen bee, she was the one to receive all the attention.
As Randal's tongue manipulated her clit, Kandi purred, rolling her head bck and forth on the couch, feeling her silky hair caress her cheeks. She felt her tit being gobbled up by Jonathan's hot, demanding mouth, forcing her body to respond.
"I love it," Kandi moaned, the words almost inaudible. Her feet twitched on the floor, spread wide as Randal buried his face between her thighs, devouring her tender, sizzling pussy, lapping up the girl-cum that oozed out.
Only her body existed for Kandi. When she felt somebody sitting on the couch, in the position Randal had abandoned, she heard the sharp warning give by both her lovers: Either the boy leave, or he faced their wrath. She heard the boy grumble as he moved away. A soft, sultry smile curled Kandi's cocksucker lips as she thought about how nice it was to have two handsome protectors who could also fuck her into ecstasy.
Kandi slipped a little lower on the couch, her ass right as the edge of the cushions, chin almost against her chest as she swirled in the spine-tingling emotions going through her from the hot cunt-licking. When Randal shoved a finger up her asshole, pushing slowly yet demandingly, she did not fight the invasion.
She'd do anything, even get ass-fucked, just so long as Jonathan and Randal didn't stop playing with her body, caressing and sucking it as she writhed in the sweet abandon of pure pleasure.
She felt her clit getting nibbled on gently while the finger pushed and pulled at her tight asshole. Slowly, as though it was happening to someone else, Kandi sensed her climax approaching. With her arms slightly above her head, still resting on the back of the couch, she felt her stomach tighten into a solid knot. When that knot loosened, her pussyjuice streamed from her black-furred cunt in heady waves.
Every subtle thing that was happening to Kandi's body left its mark on her. She was ware of everything and could single out each feeling. She felt Randal's tongue whipping furiously at her clit, lashing the fiery little nub of raw emotions to send electricity jolting through Kandi's veins. She felt Jonathan's hot mouth working hungrily on her tits, devouring the finely shaped, firm mounds, stuffing her nipple in his mouth as he sucked and chewed on her tits.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" she sighed, releasing her girl-cum without protest or struggle.
The cheerleader licked her bright-red lips to moisten them, hardly aware of the two boys groping her body. She knew there were perhaps fifteen boys watching her get it on, and figured that Principal Bradley and Coach Knowles were probably still in the room, but that didn't bother her in the least.
She ran the tip of her tongue around her mouth again to wet her lips. They were dry from her rapid, deep breathing. When the tip of Randal's prick lightly touched her lips, Kandi relaxed her jaws, not opening them very wide, just open enough so that the extreme tip of his prick could fit between her butter-soft, glittering red lips.
"Suck it, Kandi," Jonathan said softly.
Kandi's eyes fluttered open briefly. All she saw was the boy's prick standing out from his loins, and his hard, muscular belly. Somewhere along the line he had taken off his clothes.
"Fuck my face," Kandi whispered, her lips rubbing against his spongy, mushroomed cockhead as she spoke. "Do it yourself."
Kandi squeezed the cushions of the couch, keeping her arms spread wide as Randal's mouth was withdrawn from the seething caldron of her cunt. His cockhead pushed at her mouth, prying apart her lips, and Kandi happily but passively took his delicious cockknob into her mouth.
"Mmmmmm!" she purred kittenishly as her lips surrounded his cock. She tongued slowly, enticingly along the cleft and down his prick shaft, her cheeks concaving to squeeze the sides of Jonathan's fuckpole as he fed his prick into her mouth.
Jonathan pushed his hips forward, amazed at the sight of such a stunningly beautiful teenaged cheerleader getting her face stuffed with his giant prick. Her slender, arched eyebrows seemed to flutter up and down slightly as she nursed on his prick and her red lips snugly massaged his cockshaft.
When his cockhead reached the back of her mouth, pressing threateningly against her tonsils, Kandi was pleased that his prick did not push in any farther. Since her head was bent down at such a sharp angle, her chin nearly touching her chest, it would have been difficult for her to deep-throat Jonathan without getting at an angle so that her mouth and the channel of her throat were in line with his big, steelish cock.
"That's it," Jonathan said, caressing Kandi's hollowed cheek with his fingertips. "Just suck lightly on it, darling. Only worry about what you can fit into your mouth. You don't need to take it all this time."
His prick seesawed slowly in her mouth, rolling over her slick, slithering tongue. Kandi tasted his big, meaty pole of fuck-muscle, enjoying the pungent flavor. The suction she drew on his cock wasn't fierce, not the kind she used when she was in a hurry to gulp down a heavy wad of fuck-cream. Instead, it was lightly tantalizing, enough to make Jonathan's prick stretch and grow to its full nine inches in length, enough to please her ravenous cocksucker's head, stretching her ripe lips and stuffing her beautiful face.
Kandi squeezed the couch cushions lightly in her hands as pre-cum dribbled slowly out of his cockhead, a salty syrup that tasted like the most expensive nectar in the world to her.
Randal was on his knees on the floor, rubbing his pricktip against the spit-slickened lips of Kandi's fuckhole. She was sighing around Jonathan's cock, feeling her clit getting heated and rubbed by his rubbery cockhead. When the boy finally pushed his crown into her pussy, spreading the flower-like lips of Kandi's cunt, she moaned sleepily, passionately.
"Ummmmfg! Mmmmmm!" Kandi moaned and slurped as the hot, juicy sounds of her sucking echoed through the living room.
Randal's prick sliced deeply into her pussy, not stopping until his cum-filled, hairy ball-sac slapped her asscheeks. Kandi could feel his pubic bone grinding agaisnt her clit. She twitched, her body relaxed yet excited as her clit felt both pleasure and pain, the knob expanding thickly inside her cunt, stretching her cunt walls and nudging against her womb.
"Ohhhhhh! She's got such a tight pussy," Randal said, his hands running along Kandi's tapered, slender thighs. As he worked his prick around inside Kandi's cunt, he watched his friend's ass moving back and forth and wished he could see the girl's face getting crammed with cockmeat.
Kandi trembled, her mouth sucking lovingly on Jonathan's seesawing prick as it fucked her face in long, slow strokes. Her nipples tingled as they got scraped by Jonathan's thighs while he rocked to and fro, shoving four inches of his prick into her juicy, milking mouth. Her lips compressed around his heavily veined, rock-solid prick, her tongue working slowly and erotically along the underside.
"Do you want it in your mouth or on your face?" Jonathan asked. The cum was boiling in his balls. "Or maybe on your tits?"
The cocksucker could not answer, but from the way she nibbled on his prick, she let the flanker know she wanted his creamy jets of fuck-cream blasting against her dancing tongue. Though she was being watched by many horny guys, this wasn't a time for show, wasn't a moment to get her gorgeous good looks splattered with a man's jism. Kandi wanted Jonathan's wad washing down her throat as it hosed from his balls like lava from a volcano.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Randal grunted as he jerked his prick back and forth between her cuntlips, reaming Kandi's fuckhole harder, faster, more demandingly. His prick was burning up inside the seething caldron of Kandi's cunt. He could feel the slick, velvety smooth walls of her cunt contracting around his cockshaft and squeezing his cockhead, sucking the cum from his balls just as her mouth sucked the cum from Jonathan's balls.
Fucking into her cunt one last time, Randal let his cum fly, spewing out a river of cum that flooded Kandi's tight clutching pussy. He jabbed his prick at her, plowing past the succulent resistance of her cuntlips as they tugged and pulled on his bucking cockshaft to massage the jism from his balls.
"Ummmmmm!" Kandi slurped as she felt her cunt being heated by the juicy eruptions of fuck-cream.
Her lips puckered in as Jonathan's hammered his fuckrod into her mouth until his pricktip struck the opening of her throat. When his cock rolled back, Kandi's lips stretched out, squeezing as his fuckpole was withdrawn from her mouth. Even when the ridge of Jonathan's huge cockhead passed between the brunette's luscious, hotly sucking lips, she kept a perfect seal around his cockshaft.
"Ohhhhhh! Kandi!" Jonathan groaned. He had to think about how deeply he was impaling Kandi's face with his prick. If he let himself go, if he let the lust coursing through his veins take complete control of him, he'd surely ream Kandi's throat with his fiery cock.
His prick suddenly stopped jerking heatedly. Jonathan's red, bulbous cockhead was against Kandi's slick tongue, throbbing with life as she licked and scraped the tingling flesh. Kandi felt his prick swell mightily in her mouth, then felt the cum streaming through the long tube running lengthwise along the bottom of his prick. A split second later the hardest, juiciest blast of fuck-cream Kandi had ever tasted exploded in her mouth, erupting endlessly, splashing against the back of her throat, nearly choking her with its immense volume.
Jonathan had detonated his fuck-cream off with such force that Kandi had no choice but to swallow immediately, gulping the creamy syrup down thirstily while his cockhead flexed against the flat part of her tongue. She shivered, her smallish tits getting crushed under Jonathan's thighs while he kept his prick perfectly still as it continued pumping out his tasty jizz.
"Mmmmmmm!" Kandi moaned soulfully, swallowing the second and third blast of cum as it washed over her tongue and splattered the roof of her mouth. Though she had been relaxed during the entire time that Jonathan had fucked her face, Kandi was trembling like a leaf now, knuckles turning white as she squeezed the cushions in her outstretched hands, feet bouncing on the floor as her cockfilled cunt massaged the final wet spurt of cum out of Randal's fuckstick.
Sucking and swallowing, Kandi accepted everything that Jonathan had stored in his balls. She gulped down every last drop of his wad, even though it was the largest blast of jism she'd ever received.
Jonathan's cock slipped out of Kandi's mouth and flopped against her cheek. She sighed, her lips, teeth and tongue coated with jism.
"Soooo good!" she whispered. The climax she'd been driven to from Randal's sucking mouth and thrashing tongue had sapped the energy from her body. She felt Jonathan move away from her as Randal uncorked his cock from her pussy.
With her eyes closed, Kandi let herself be guided to a prone position on the couch. She knew everybody was watching her, wanting to fuck her cunt and mouth, but she didn't care. She needed time to relax, time to recover some of the energy she had lost. Besides, thought Kandi, Desiree and April can pick up the slack. Kandi had serviced the cocks of every player on the team once before. It was time her friends and fellow cheerleaders did their fair share-and a little more!
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Stop it, you guys!" April shrieked. "I said stop it!"
April was in the living room, surrounded by horny football players. She had watched the final moments as Kandi let Jonathan face-fuck her, and Randal fuck her hot little pussy. When Kandi came to from her lust-sated stupor, she heard April making cutting comments about her acting like a common, low lass whore. When Kandi told the boys to give it to April, they acted immediately.
"Please, not all at once!" April said, struggling from the many hands that groped her curvy body, grabbing her tits and feeling her pussy through the hot pants. She didn't really like the boys. They were young and they didn't have the class and style that Coach Knowles and Principal Bradley possessed. April adored cocks, but only the cocks of those in the higher order of her social circle.
She looked at Kandi and realized she'd made a big mistake. Kandi sure as hell wasn't going to help her out of this one. Snapping her head around, she saw Desiree watching with an equally bemused smile on her lips, safe and secure with Rock's muscular arm around her shoulders as he fondled her bikini-encased tit.
"I won't insult anybody anymore," April pleaded, hoping the admission of her guilt would prevent her attackers from continuing. It was a futile hope. She felt clawing fingers digging everywhere into her body, gouging painfully deep into her tits.
April was powerless to prevent the attack, or even slow the boys down as they pulled off her cheerleader uniform. When her hot pants were around her ankles, she was tossed face down on the floor and the shorts were removed. The football players didn't stop until they'd even taken off her boots.
"Stop! Noooo! Principal Bradley, make them stop!" April howled.
She was rolled onto her back and hoisted up in a dozen different arms. She grimaced as a finger was jammed into her cunt almost viciously. April felt hard wood against her back and realized the boys had placed her down on the coffee table. Before she knew it, her wrists and ankles were tied to the bottoms of the table's wooden legs.
The coffee table wasn't particularly long. It stopped at the base of her neck and at the small of her back. April looked up and saw only cocks pointing back at her, countless angry pricktips that would soon be jammed into her hot fuckholes. She knew then with frightening clarity that every hole in her body was going to be used. Her asshole, cunt, mouth and probably even her tits would be used to get all the boys off.
It was April's turn to take on the entire football squad.
April couldn't say exactly how it started, or which boy was the first to impale her body with his prick. Somebody put his hand on her forehead and forced her head down, making her chin point upward and her mouth involuntarily open. She strained against the tight ropes holding her feet to the base of the table's legs and discovered that there was no yielding at all. She was trapped and defenseless against a hoard of lusty, hard, merciless cocks.
"Don't do thi-" she groaned before being silenced by a cock slamming between her lips, driving straight down her throat on the very first lunge.
April sucked cock as best she could while the boys all took their turns, getting in line for whatever hole they most wanted. Another cock was stabbing into her cunt, spreading her pussylips wide, reaming her fuckhole with jackhammer thrusts. And yet a third boy was straddling the coffee table, clawing at April's magnificent tits as he tit-fucked her angrily.
It was a nightmare at first for April. She felt the burning pokers of cockmeat fucking her body, reaming out her agonized, tortured throat, stabbing like a billy club into her pussy. The boy tit-fucking the well-endowed teenager was especially cruel, squeezing her tits so tightly around his thrashing prick that April was absolute certain her tit-flesh would show the bruises the following morning.
"Give it to that highbrow snob," Coach Knowles said, urging his boys on as he watched the gang-rape. "She deserves it! Desiree and Kandi have been making up for her arrogance long enough!"
April couldn't believe the words she was hearing. Since that afternoon when Principal Bradley ass-fucked her, she hadn't gone a full day without fucking, sucking, cornholing or tit-fucking both Knowles and Bradley. And here Coach Knowles was, after all the fantastic fucking and sucking she'd thrown his way, telling his squad to take everything they could from her!
"Ommmmmg!" April gagged as the cock plugged into her throat, stretching down her straining neck. She felt fortunate that she was on her back with her head hanging over the desk so that her mouth was in a straight line with her throat. If she wasn't in such a position, April certainly would have found it impossible to deep-throat the boy's cock.
The ropes around her ankles were tight, biting into April's flawless flesh. She felt the harsh wooden top of the desk bruising her back as the boy tit-fucking her put too much weight on her chest.
"Fuck her harder!" April heard Kandi whisper, the voice of a demonic sex goddess.
Gushing bolts of cum flooded April's pussy, smearing her cunt walls and splattering against her womb. She groaned around the prick plowing down her throat. It just wasn't right that this should happen to her, she thought! It was terrible!
But not that terrible. The cock was taken from her cunt, quickly to be replaced by a fresh, hard prick. As the cockshaft jammed into her cum-drenched fuckhole, April felt her red clit get slickly rubbed by the broad, flat upper surface of the shaft. Her body began to itch, coming to life, feeling the pleasure making its way through the pain and humiliation. She opened her blue-green eyes and saw the swinging set of cum-heavy balls dangling between a boy's legs. That boy's cock reamed out her burning throat and swelling neck.
"Yeahhhhhh!" the-kid screamed, his cockhead buried far down April's throat.
It was surprising to feel the way the boy's balls, against her nose, pulled up tight to his crotch as they gushed out their wad of cum. April felt the jism jetting in her throat and she swallowed feverishly, actually afraid of drowning in a sea of fuck-cream. As she swallowed the cum into her stomach, she felt the creamy blasts of jism spewing over her abused tits and neck as the kid reamed her tits with his cock.
How long it went on, April couldn't stay for certain. The boys went at her three at a time. She had her asshole fucked so many times she'd lost count. Once, when too many boys had tit-fucked her and deposited so much cum on her neck and tits, she had rivers of jism trickling everywhere, Kandi and Desiree knelt beside her to lick her body clean. Their pink, slithering tongues cleaned her flesh and pushed April into a state of primal ecstasy. She opened her full, quivering lips wide to accept cock after cock, hungrily taking every fuckstick into her throat to drink the cum of common, unsophisticated athletes.
With her knees up and her ankles tied to the base of the coffee table, April had no defense against the numerous boys who knelt on the floor and slid between her muscular thighs to fuck her cunt furiously. It took two boys to fuck her into her first climax. But after that, April detonated continuously, drifting from one climax to the next, exploding constantly, pussyjuice slicking endlessly from her gaping cuntlips.
April felt the ropes being released from her wrists and ankles. Raising her head for the first time, she saw her two friends were the ones who had helped her. They were both naked, and while Desiree untied April's ankles, she was getting fucked doggie-style by Rock.
"I've been so wrong," April purred in a hoarse voice, her throat abused by the pricks that had mercilessly fucked past her tonsils. "I should have realized I enjoy all cocks, not just those that belong to the big shots of our school."
She rolled off the coffee table and fell to the floor beside Kandi. She kissed her beautiful friend's cocksucker-red mouth, pushing her fingers through the luxurious mane of ebony black hair to guide the girl's mouth to her own cummy tit.
"Who can I suck off now?" she asked, feeling Kandi's hot, tantalizing mouth working hungrily on her tingling nipple.
"I think you've earned this now," Principal Bradley said with no small amount of arrogance as he stepped up to April's face, guiding his enormous prick to her lips.
"Yes, I think I finally have," April replied. She looked down at Kandi sucking on her tit and smiled wantonly, glad that her cold war with her lifelong friend was over. Principal Bradley's apple-sized cockhead touched her lips, and she sucked it lovingly into her mouth.
"I knew you'd come around eventually," Desiree said, rocking back and forth as she took Rock's cock into her pussy. "Way to go, April! Way to go!"
