Jill North was as delightful a young teenager as ever walked the halls at Washington High School. The boys, the teachers, all loved her big, juicy tits. They were a tremendous set of tits for her age, and she had a stunning body. Golden, slim legs stretched down from her ripe swinging hips and her magnificent ass, a gorgeous young chubette ass that slid out wildly in an exciting curve from her thin waist. Her incredible teenage tits were round, proud, succulent 36's, and pushed lewdly against her tight pink camisole.
The camisole had little spaghetti straps and was gathered fetchingly at her bustline. It slashed out just above the tops of her faded jeans, leaving a splash of creamy skin showing. The jeans were tight as a popsicle wrapper and caressed her Ethe body sensuously, cradling her fabulous ass like it was a ripe plum.
Jill had enchanting beauty. Her face was an angelic oval, her eyes brown, her hair sandy, drawn back slick on her head and bobbed into a ponytail that swung behind her as she walked. Her lips were painted a bright pink to match her T-shirt and her cheeks were blushed lightly with an enticing red rouge. She wore pink sandals.
She was on her way to meet Tank Nelson. Tank was a senior, and the star of the football team. Jill was pleased that Tank had asked her to have a Coke with him during the noon break.
Jill found him in the cafeteria. He was muscular, with strong biceps, black hair, and he stood close to six feet. Jill was only five feet four.
"Hi, Tank," she said, sliding into the booth across from him. Tank had a reputation with the girls, and he smiled slyly, took Jill's hand and squeezed it.
"Let's get out of here."
"Where?" Jill asked.
"Follow me."
Tank took her by the hand, out of the cafeteria, down the hall, down a flight of steps to the boys' locker room. He had a key. He opened the door and pulled her in.
The room smelled of rubbing alcohol and wintergreen. Jock straps hurtg on open locker hooks. Jill felt a twinge of excitement thrill through her.
Tank stared at her tits. It had only been since Jill had filled out so deliriously during the summer that Tank had taken an interest in her.
"Should we be in here?" Jill whispered.
Tank took her in his arms and pulled her to him, their bodies melding together. Jill's ripe, compact body against Tank's big muscular frame. He kissed her hotly and played his hands down her back and dug his fingers into the pliant flesh of her exquisite ass. He rolled his fingertips over her curves, pinching, pressing, pushing Jill to him. Her cunt mashed hard against his thigh.
This was the hottest kiss young Jill had ever had. She felt his cock thump against her belly. She'd never felt a hard prick before, and it frightened her, but at the same time it excited her. They were both panting when they broke from their embrace. "Goddam, you've got a fine ass!" Tank whispered.
No one had ever spoken to Jill this way. The words turned her on, but she did not reply. She was more interested in that beating cock that pulsed against her flat little belly.
Tank slid a hand between them and dipped his fingers into the blue ripples at the crotch of her jeans. He rubbed her pussy furiously.
"Oooooh, Tank," Jill gulped, sucking in her breath.
With one hand still playing over her ass, he used three fingers to rub and slide against her cunt. Jill felt light-headed. A tingle shivered through her body.
"Go ahead, feel mine," Tank said.
"Oh, I shouldn't!" Jill whispered in shock.
"Here, look," he said, backing away from her.'He unbuckled his Levi's, unzipped them, pulled them down with his shorts, and his hard cock snapped up with a quick flip and wobbled at Jill.
Her eyes bugged wide when she saw the shimmering seven-inch cockstalk, the bulbous red cockhead. She gulped. Her heart pounded. His cock thumped. He took Jill's soft little hand and placed it on his prick. Jill whimpered softly as she felt the pulsating, warm prick. Her fingers entwined around the cock and she held tightly.
Tank undid her jeans and pulled them down over her ripe hips, over her pink panties that pulled so snugly and sweetly at her crotch, all puffed out there by the teenage fuzz between her legs. He pulled her jeans down around her knees and thrust his hand back to her crotch, his fingers flitting against her crunchy panties.
A swoon of delight shook through Jill. She was weak. She was his. He knew it. He raised his hand and plunged his fingers deep into her panties and pressed them against her cuntlips.
Jill's pussy creamed, and Tank slid a finger into the wet softness.
"Ah!" he whispered.
"Tank, I don't think we should do this," Jill protested, but she couldn't stop her hand from squeezing tighter on his brick-hard prick.
"I'll finger-fuck you and you jack me off," he whispered.
"Oh, Tank, I don't know-I mean, I've never done that."
But his finger was slicking in and out of her pussy with a gooey excitment and Jill knew she'd do whatever the boy asked her.
She underhanded his prick with her hand, the bottom of the cockstalk thumping against her palm.
Tank removed his hand from inside her pink panties and pulled them down around her knees with her Levi's. This revealed her muffy brown cunt, the wiry little curls thick and soft. Jill set her feet apart on the cement floor of the locker room. Tank tucked a finger in her pussy and started fucking her with the tip, slowly. "Now, you pump in and out on my prick,"
he whispered.
Jill underhanded his cock, pushing in and out, getting a stroke going that excited Tank. The big bulging red cockhead spat out a gob of cum that spilled over the top and dripped to the floor between them. This excited Jill.
"That thing just squirted at me!" she gasped.
"Yeah! yeah!" Tank panted, his finger plugging faster and faster in and out of Jill's young cunt.
"Oh, Tank," she whimpered.
"Faster!" he commanded.
Jill jacked on his cock, almost as though she were shaking dice, the rapidity of her stroke made Tank tighten, gasp, then let out a long hot sigh.
His finger raped her virgin pussy and Jill loved the feeling that rushed through her. She looked down at his bulging cock, the thick prickstalk pulsing in her hand, the gooey cockhead. She ran her fingers over the spitting piss-hole, caught some cum in the cup of her hand, then slicked the goo along the sides of his cock, lubricating the shaft until it was sticky and slick. She grasped his fucker again and pumped hard.
"Goddam!" he moaned.
He shoved his finger like a piston in and out of her pussy until Jill felt a tremor shake her and she came.
Her climax was short, quick, sweet. She sucked in her breath. Her body went stiff. His finger made her tremble as he caught her clit and fingertipped it.
Then Tank let his load go, just as Jill's hand had a steady cum-soaked stroke going. The big cockhead swelled and shot out a thick stream of hot cream.
Jill watched, entranced. The hot juice pouring from his prick fascinated her. The big cock flooded. The thick cream shot out and splattered against Jill's belly. Big hunks of cum stuck there, then began trickling down into her belly button, down to the top of her cunt patch.
Jill came again. A hot ripple, a riptide of emotion spread hotly through her shuddering young body.
"Oh, Tank!" she sobbed. His cock wouldn't stop. The juice spurted out now in gushes. Each big gob hit her tight tummy and splashed against her creamy white skin until her stomach looked as though someone had squirted Elmer's Glue all over it.
Jill's hand was covered with bubbly cream, thick white stuff that clung to her thumb and fingers as she jacked out the last squirt of cum from his prick.
She rolled her beautiful ass, her knees bent, and pushed her pussy at the plunging finger, letting Tank fuck her there, bringing her to another wild climax-a shaking, a twinge so delightful, so exciting, she could only throw her head back and groan with ecstasy.
"Oh, feels . . .feels ... oh, Tank, feels so good!" she gasped.
"Uh, uh, I know," he panted.
And they stood there, a picture of teenage beauty that filled the locker room with a, sweet glow, their breathing coming in quick hot gasps until they settled down, calmed by the effect of their tremendous climax.
Tank removed his finger from her pussy, and Jill felt his cock go limp in her hand. She watched it droop, all wet and slick, then looked at her hand, gooped with cum. She shivered with the enchantment of the moment.
"Next time, we'll fuck," Tank said.
"Oh, Tank, don't say that."
"You know you wanna."
He pulled her to him, her cum-soaked belly pressed to his hard lean body. His hands went around her and he felt her chubette ass and her smooth, balmy asscheeks.
"I've never fucked before, Tank," Jill whispered softly.
Chapter Two
Jill sat in journalism class. Her mind was on the experience she'd had with Tank the day, before in the locker room. She couldn't get it out of her mind.
Mr. Hart, her journalism teacher, was talking about the five W's, but Jill was gazing out of the window, thinking about that squirting cock that spilled so much cream on her tummy. She was chewing a big wad of bubble gum, and unconsciously blew a big pink bubble. Mr. Hart made a note of this with irritation, and when the bell rang he instructed Jill to remain after class.
She stood beside his desk in a stunning, yellow mini-skirt and tight, short-sleeved black sweater. She wore little mid-heel black pumps. Her golden legs looked good the way the tight skirt skipped high on her thigh a full ten inches above her dimpled knees.
"I will not tolerate gum-chewing in my class, you know that, Miss North."
"I'm sorry, sir," Jill pleaded.
"Well, just don't let it happen again," the teacher said.
Jack Hart was thirty-four, tall, handsome, and even though he was thin, his body was wired for grace and masculinity. His rugged face had been chipped to a movie-star handsomeness, and all the girls at Washington thought he was cute.
Jill turned to leave.
"Oh, Jill," Mr. Hart called. "I have a new camera the school just bought. I'd like to try it out. Would you pose for me?"
"Sir?"
"Just let me take a couple of pictures, and let me see if it works okay."
"Sure," Jill said. She stood, waited. "Over there, just sit down at that desk there in the front row, and I'll try the camera."
Jill sat down. She looked so sweet, so ravishingly beautiful. The yellow mini crumpled sexily on her thighs. She crossed her legs. Her sweater was so full of tits that the teacher had a difficult time keeping his eyes off the huge bumps in the black material.
He focused the camera and took her picture. Then he got in closer, took another shot, backed up and snapped again.
"Why don't you lean back in the chair a little?" he suggested.
Jill leaned back. This threw out her chest, pushing her big tits provocatively against the black sweater. A beautiful sight. A dirty-sweet treat. The teacher snapped a picture.
"Well, that's fine. I think the camera works very well, and you are an excellent model, Jill." "Thank you, sir."
He pulled out his wallet, withdrew a twenty dollar bill and handed it to her. "What's this, sir?"
"Your modeling fee. Anyone as beautiful as you should get a modeling fee."
Jill was perplexed, surprised, pleased. "But, Mr. Hart-"
"Nonsense, take it."
He turned and walked out of the room.
It was a mystifying experience for the lovely, young schoolgirl. It was the easiest twenty dollars she'd ever made. She left the classroom and headed down the hall.
Tank caught up with her. "Hi, where ya goin'?"
A tremor of excitement ran through Jill. "Nowhere really."
"Wanna go to the locker room?"
"Tank, we could get caught."
"There's no practice today, come on. No one's around."
He took Jill's hand and led her down the stairway to the locker room. Inside, he kissed her quickly. She liked his hot lips on hers, the way his tongue snaked into her mouth.
His hands roamed her ass. His cock leaped at her. They broke their kiss and Tank shoved his hand up under her yellow mini-skirt, found the crotch of her panties and rubbed her cunt.
"Let's fuck."
"I can't," Jill whined. His hands now lifted her skirt up over her pretty pair of yellow panties. He backed off and stared at her beauty, the rich, full hips, the way the panties tugged at her crotch, the puffy mound of pussy hair under the thin nylon material.
Jill saw the big bulge in his jeans. She reached out and pinched the surging cockstalk with her fingers. "Oh, Tank, I don't know." "Fuck, Jill, let's fuck." He dropped to his knees, ripped at her panties frantically, pulled them down to her ankles, and off her feet. He pulled her skirt up and looked right at her pussy.
He wanted to kiss it, but experienced as he was, he'd never done that before, so he pulled Jill down to the floor with him, got his jeans down, pulled her mini up and leaned over her. His cock waved and wobbled against Jill's luscious thighs.
"Don't put your thing in me, Tank, don't!"
Jill gasped.
He fisted his prick and guided the bulging red cockhead to the lips of her pussy and pushed. He penetrated the softness.
"Ewwwww!" Jill hissed.
Tank groaned.
The hot hard cock in her pussy damn near made Jill faint. A sweet dizziness filled her head.
A shimmering tingle gripped her body. Her pussy quivered. Tank humped up his ass and hit his first stroke, pulled back and pushed again.
Jill was fucking for the first time.
"Aaaah, gaa, oof, whew," she babbled. "Don't-don't, Tank!"
But Tank was in her and his cock was not to be denied. He plunged up and down, his bare ass humping high. His cock slicked in and out of Jill's pussy easily. She loved the feeling, the ecstatic rush of the hot prick in her pussy.
She bounced her superb ass instinctively off the floor. She met his heated stroke. Their bodies slapped together. Tank fucked hard now, in and out, in and out, his hands under her, grasping her sweet, curvy ass.
"Are you fuckin' me, Tank?"
"Yeah, baby, I'm fuckin' you!" the football star sighed.
"I like you fuckin' me," Jill panted.
Tank buttoned her juicy lips with a hot kiss. He slammed his cock haril and fast in and out of her cunt. Jill had never felt so good. There was something unexplained about this experience. She felt the whack of his balls against her ass.
"What should I do?" Jill gasped. "Fuck me good," he gulped. "How?"
"Bounce up and down to me." Jill bounced up and down. Her fabulous ass slapped against the floor with thick, dull thuds. Her pussy arched up and fucked at the hard teenage cock that filled the soft wetness. She thought she might actually faint. Her heart thumped. Her pussy quaked. She felt a huge expansion in her cunt. Tank's cock bulged and spewed a load of cum. The hot splash made Jill gasp wildly.
"Ooooh!" she moaned. Tank pumped like a teenager doing fast pushups in a contest, his prick swelling in Jill's pussy. "Is this fuckin'?" Jill gasped. "Damn right, this is fuckin'!" the boy huffed. "I'm gettin' a piece of your fine ass." "Get some, Tank, go on and get some!" His cock was thick, a hard marble slab sawing wildly in and out, back and forth, up and down in Jill's hot little cunt. His cream kept spurting into her pussy.
Jill was gripped with the climactic experience. A shuddering deliciousness. She sucked in her breath.
"Tank!" she gasped. "I'm feeling-I'm feelin' wonderful!"
"Cum with me, Jill-come with me!"
"Cum! cum!" she moaned, and she did, their young taut bodies slapping against each other on the sweaty locker room floor.
Finally Tank fell on top of her in a heap. "Oh, honey, we came together."
"Yes, yes," she gasped.
"Do you know how rare that is, Jill? Some people are married for life and never cum together."
"Oh, but we did, Tank," Jill whimpered.
"Goddamn, we sure did."
Chapter Three
The next day, Jill sat in Mr. Hart's class, her mind wandering, her gaze fixed on the window. She was thinking about that hot fuck with Tank. Forgetting herself, she blew a big juicy, pink bubble with her bubble gum again. Mr. Hart noticed this, and after class he called her name.
Jill came to the front of the room as the rest of the Students filed out. She wore a sweet pink dress with a white sash around the waist, little white anklets and pink high heels. Her lovely, sandy hair was parted in the middle and bobbed into double-ponytails. She wore pink rouge on her smooth cheeks and fresh pink lip-gloss. She looked radiant and scrumptious.
"You were chewing gum in class again today, Jill."
"Oh, sir, I'm sorry. I didn't realize."
"You know I don't like that."
"Yes."
He reached into his desk and produced his camera. "Well, I'd like to try this camera out again, and I'd like you to model for me."
Jill was puzzled, but she remembered the money he had given her to take her picture the last time.
"Just sit down there in the front row," he said.
Jill sat down in a school desk and crossed her tanned, tapered legs. She leaned back so that her huge teenage tits bulged against her pink dress. She thought perhaps the teacher might like this.
He did. He quickly shot a picture of her. Then another.
"Yes, very good, he murmured. "Now, why don't you glide your dress up a little on your legs?"
"Like this?" Jill asked, reaching down with her hands on the sides of her thighs and pulling up the pink skirt, revealing her fabulously smooth legs all the way.
"A little higher," he said.
Jill looked down. She realized if she pulled her dress up higher she'd have it over her white panties.
"But, sir, if-"
"Just a bit higher, up over your panties," Mr. Hart ordered, the camera at his eye, focused, ready.
"Show my panties, sir?"
"Yes, go on, do it!"
Jill hesitated, then pulled the hem of her dress higher, up, up, up, over the thin white panties that were puffed and shaded at the crotch by the thick fuzz underneath.
A flash blinked several times as she started pulling up the pink dress, and as she raised it over her panties, the flash and camera clicked crazily.
"Uncross your legs."
Jill uncrossed her legs and spread them just a little, and because she thought maybe that's what her teacher wanted, she gave him a sexy look, her mouth a little O as though she were about to blow a smoke ring.
"Blow a bubble," Mr. Hart suggested.
She blew a big pink bubble and showed off her pink dress and white panties, and it was then she looked down and saw the enormous bulge in Mr. Hart's slacks. His prick was hard. She could even see the way his cockshaft thumped against the material. It looked big.
The teacher flashed off several pictures of her in the desk with her dress up, the panties snug at her crotch. Then he put the camera back in his desk, pulled out his billfold, went to the girl, and laid two twenty dollar bills on the desk.
"That's your modeling fee," he said, then turned and walked out.
Jill sat there, completely perplexed by the man's behavior. She sat for a long time thinking about the events at Washington High School. Things had never been like this in junior high school, that's for sure, she thought.
And she was hot. Having the teacher take pictures of her like that had made her hot, and she was daydreaming when the door to the classroom opened and Ed Brown, the English teacher at Washington, walked in. He didn't notice her at first. He had his head down, his books at his side, then he saw her. He stopped quickly, gawked at her dress up high, her thin white panties.
Jill had forgotten she had the dress up like that. She sat there stunned by the presence of the teacher. He was a man of forty or so, brown hair, good-looking, rugged, lean, his face creased by time.
"Why, hello, Jill," he said, a smile spreading across his face. "Isn't this class over?"
"Yes, I-"
He put his books down on the desk and seized the moment. He came towards her and dropped to his knees in front of her.
"I've had my eye on you," he whispered.
His hands went quickly to the smooth silkiness of her thighs. A ginger-tingle ripped through the young student.
"Have you, sir?" "Yes, I have," he replied. He ducked down and kissed her thigh, licked his tongue up the smooth skin to the edge of her panties, then plunged it into her crotch.
"Ooooh!" Jill whimpered, her breath bubbly with hot saliva.
Mrl Brown went on lapping his tongue at the crotch of her panties. He licked lasciviously. Jill spread her legs wide. She liked the feeling he was giving her.
The teacher pushed her thighs apart and spread her legs even further. Jill slid down on the edge of the desk. He munched her panties like a hungry bear.
Then he pulled at her panties, starting to take them down, and yanked them under her. Jill lifted her ass to accommodate him. He slipped the dainties down her thighs, her knees, her ankles, and took them off. She sat, like a sweetheart in the desk, her pussy a patch of light-brown fuzz.
Mr. Brown mashed his face into her cunt. His tongue slithered up and down her hot little pussy-slit. Jill had never had her pussy licked before. A shudder of delight gripped her. She loved the way his tongue wiggled up and down her tight pussy-lips.
"But, sir, you're my teacher. Should you really he doing that?" Jill gasped.
"Mmmmmm, mmmm," was all she heard' from the forest-fuzz of her ripe young pussy.
Mr. Brown gobbled at Jill's cunt until her little pussy began to tremble with orgasm. She'd never felt so damn good.
"Oh, jeez, Mr. Brown!" she gasped.
He sucked her cuntlips, he ate at her cunt, he plunged his tongue into her pussy. He was a perverted madman and Jill loved it. She loved his tongue thrilling her, pleasuring her like this, sliding and gliding up and down her pussy-slit, in and out of her cunt. Then the teacher found her clit and bit it.
"Oh, shit!" Jill yelped. She couldn't control herself because this older man had her clit between his teeth, held there in a light bite as he jiggled it with his tongue.
"Ooooof! Jeez! Oh, ssshhh, shit!" she mumbled. She whimpered, sobbing at this beautiful new feeling that leapt through her. Then she got the feeling she needed. She came with a sudden shudder. Her whole body vibrated on the edge of the desk. The teacher licked and bit. "Goddamn it!" Jill yelled. "Oh Jesus-shit-Christ!"
Jill was long gone now in the marvelous shudder of climax. She was lost in the divine delight of cumming. She'd never known it could be so fabulous. The teacher bit into her pussy like it was a ripe fruit. Juice squirted from her cunt-lips. He licked and swallowed the scrumptious goo. Jill rolled her hips off the desk, pushing her pussy into his face. Mr. Brown danced his tongue up and down her slurpy cunt-slit.
Jill moaned loudly. She went with the feeling, let it devour her. Never, never in her whole life had she ever felt anything like this; never had she known that a man's tongue could give her such a magnificent ride to heaven.
And as the sensation subsided, as her ass plopped back down on the desk, as her gasping, shaking calmed down, she knew she wanted to fuck and suck more than anything in the whole damn world. "Oh, Mr. Brown," she whimpered. He backed out from between her legs, stood up, unzipped the fly of the brown corduroy pants he wore, reached in and withdrew his prick. "Jeez!" Jill gasped.
Mr. Brown's cock was a handsome-looking fuck-rod. Jill guessed it must be at least eight inches long, and his cockshaft was thick, the cockhead like a small tomato. "I'm gonna fuck you," he whispered. "Go ahead, fuck me! Fuck me, please!" Jill begged.
The teacher took Ms slacks off and pulled down his shorts. The base of his cock was hid- den in a thick mat of black hair. His balls hung like two golf balls. He knelt in front of her and moved in, holding the stalk of his prick with his hand. Then he mashed his juicy cockhead right into her dripping, soaking pussy. "Oh, fuck, shit, sir!" Jill gulped. "Uh, uh, you like it, don't you, you like my cock comin' into your pussy like that?" "Oh, yes, yes, Mr. Brown!" Mr. Brown pushed, humped his ass, and sent his big cockhead into the sweet softness of her teenage cunt, slicing his prick right into her pussy.
Jill looked down and watched the big cock saw in and out of her cunt. The sliding and gliding of the thick prickshaft, all shiny and sticky, hypnotized her. She watched as the teacher fucked her.
"But, sir, should you be putting that prick in me like that?" she asked, her voice a panting whisper.
"Yes, yes!"
"You're my teacher, sir. Isn't that-I mean-isn't this wrong?"
"Oh, no my dear. This is right. I should teach you everything I know. That's my duty. I have to show you how to fuck!"
"Yes, okay, okay, show me!"
The friction of the big, hard prick floating in and out of her cunt nearly made Jill faint. She slammed her hips off the desk, up to the punching prick, fucking back at her passion-filled teacher. Oh, God, how she loved it!
Then she felt the hot splash of the teacher's load, the thick cream spilling into her pussy. He threw back his head and hammered his hips, his ass humping, his prick pumping.
"Sir! Sir!" Jill cried. "Oh, Jesus, sir!"
And she came. She came as the hot shot of goop splashed into her cunt.
"I'm-oh, Mr. Brown, here I cum!"
"Oh, Jesus, darling!" he moaned, and he fucked harder, faster, thwacking his cock in and out of her pussy.
Jill lifted her ass off the desk as far as she could, grabbed the arm of the desk and fucked back at the older man, urging him to shove cock, stuff hot prick in her cunt.
"Fuck me, you dirty old man! Come on- goddamn-fuck me!" Jill screamed. "I need to fuck!"
The next day in journalism class, Jill blew a bubble on purpose. All she could think about was the fucking she had had by Tank and the English teacher, Mr. Brown.
Of course, Mr. Hart stopped his lecture and reprimanded Jill for chewing gum and instructed her to stay after class. She waited as the other students left the classroom.
"So, you insist on chewing gum during my class, is that it?" the teacher asked. "Uh, huh," Jill ventured brazenly. "Well, I'll have to take some pictures of you," Mr. Hart said.
Jill stood before him in a white mini-skirt, a bright pink sweater that was so full of her teenage tits it looked obscene. She wore a pair of black low-heeled pumps. The teacher took out his camera.
"Why don't you stand there in front of my desk?"
Jill moved to the teacher's desk and leaned back against it.
"Raise your skirt!" he commanded.
"Do you want to see my panties again, sir?"
"Yes, up over your panties."
Jill lifted the little white skirt up over a pair of sweet pink panties. The teacher shuddered and took a picture.
"Spread your legs."
"Like this? Jill asked, and planted her feet apart on the floor, pushing her hips out.
He took several pictures of Jill, then said: "Take your panties down for me."
"Oh, but sir-and let you take a picture of me with my panties down?"
"Yes."
Jill slowly pulled her panties down over the sandy wedge of her pussy hair, ginger-sweet between her legs. She rolled the pink panties down her thighs and left them in a tight bunch just above her dimpled knees.
The teacher shook as he snapped the camera.
"Yes, yes! Oh, Jill," he mumbled. "Blow a bubble!"
"Like this, is this what you want, sir?" she cooed.
He answered with a flashing bulb, taking several pictures of Jill's delicious pussy.
Then suddenly he put the camera away, reached for his billfold, pulled out three twenty-dollar bills, handed them to Jill, and walked out of the classroom, leaving Jill standing against the desk with her panties down around her knees, her pussy itching for a hot fuck.
Chapter Four
Jill's strange experience at Washington High school had her baffled. She wondered if teachers all over the country were so sweet and caring. And she wondered too, about Mr. Hart and his camera.
Her education continued on a Friday night after a football game. Jill was in her uniform. She looked good enough to eat in a short, pleated, powder-blue skirt that fit her snug as Scotch tape, emphasizing the flare and curve of her exquisite young ass. With the skirt she wore a dark, navy-blue sweater, a light wool that fit her tightly and pulled in lasciviously at her bulging, pointed, proud teen tits.
Jill was with her cheerleading friend, Angie Anderson. Angela was a virgin, demure and shy, she had thick, pouting lips and gorgeous green eyes. Her lips were bright red with fresh lipstick, and her tits were like hard, firm tennis balls against her blue sweater. She filled out the rest of her blue uniform with delicious young curves, a bit plump, but not overweight, just ripe- juicy.
The two girls were going to their locker in the schoolhouse to put away a few things, and then they were to meet some of the other girls at the Pizza Hut.
As they walked by the biology lab, Jill heard the faint whisper of voices. She stopped, held Angela by the arm.
"Someone's in there."
Angela gave her a puzzled expression and followed Jill as she tip-toed to the door and cracked it open a couple of inches. She gasped. Mr. Roberts, the biology teacher, a short wiry little man with a black mustache, had his hand up under Miss Lang's skirt. Mr. Roberts was a man in his early forties and Miss Lang was only in her second year of teaching, just fresh out of college with her certificate. She was twenty-five, very well built, with a perfect figure. She had short blonde curly hair, and all the boys at school thought she was hot stuff. Many had remarked how much she resembled the TV star, Farrah Fawcett Majors.
The two teachers were locked in a passionate embrace, kissing hotly, and Jill could see Mr. Roberts' hand moving back and forth under Miss Lang's brown skirt.
Jill bent over and peered in. Angela peeked over her shoulder.
"God, they're really at it!" Jill whispered.
"Jeez!" Angela gulped, watching as Miss
Lang unzipped Mr. Roberts' fly and pulled out his prick.
"Oh, God!" they both whispered.
Miss Lang, very pretty in her white blouse, brown skirt, nylons, black heels, rolled her palm and fingers along the length of Mr. Roberts' stiff prick, which looked like a big one to the , two teenage cheerleaders. He pulled Miss Lang's skirt up over her white panties, bunching the material around her waist, then he dipped his hand into her pants, bulging out the crotch where he fucked her with his finger.
"Whew!" Jill whispered.
The two teachers played with each other like that for a few moments, and then Miss Lang knelt down in front of the man, fisted his cock, and began licking his big red prickhead.
"Ooooooh," Mr. Roberts wheezed. "Oooooh, yeah, Janet, lick my prick!"
Janet licked. Her tongue swirled as if it were licking an ice cream cone, then suddenly she thrust the nine-inch prick in her mouth, ducking her head in and out sucking on the pulsing hardness.
"She's suckin' him off!" Jill gasped.
"I've never seen anything like this," Angela whispered back.
Jill couldn't help herself. Her hand went to her little cheerleader's skirt and she rubbed her pussy through the blue pleats.
"Makes me hot," she whimpered.
"Are you playin' with yourself?" Angela whimpered in Jill's ear.
"Yah, go ahead."
Angela peeked in on the teachers as her hand crept slowly into the pleats of her cheerleading skirt. She did a fast rub-a-dub-dub on her cunt.
Under their gaze, Janet Lang sucked Mr.
Roberts' big prick. Her licking tongue, her sucking lips, her bobbing head-Jill had never seen anything so beautiful. She had never sucked a prick, and just the sight of it made her shiver with excitement. She slid her hand under her skirt and dug her fingers into the white satin bloomers that were snug against her crotch.
Mr. Roberts moaned long and loud, and threw his head back. Jill could tell he was cum-ming. Suddenly, thick streams of cream drooled down Janet Lang's chin from the corners of her mouth.
"He^s shooting off in her mouth," Jill said.
"Oh, jeez. God!" Angela whimpered, fingering under her skirt, teasing her hot pussy.
Mr. Roberts humped his ass, fucking his long hard cock into Janet's gaping mouth. A big gob of cum slipped over her lips and splashed to the hardwood floor. He groaned in ecstasy. Janet's hand jacked on his prickshaft as she sucked and licked the bulging big cockhead.
Finally, Mr. Roberts pulled her from the floor, and got down on his knees. He toyed with her panties, then yanked them down to reveal a thick mass of blonde pussy-hair. He buried his face in the tender softness. "Oh, Jake!" Janet sighed.
"God, he's-he's-" Angela whimpered.
"He's eatin' her damn pussy!" Jill gulped.
Jill stuck her hand inside her bloomers and stuck a hot finger in her juicy cunt. She finger-fucked her cunt wildly. Angela slid her hand under her skirt and rubbed at the crotch of her bloomers where it was all wet from her creaming pussy juice.
Mr. Roberts ate at Janet's cunt with smooth, lapping licks of his big tongue, wobbling it up and down her cunt-slit.
Both young cheerleaders were finger-fucking their pussies as they looked on at the hot scene in the classroom.
"I hope we don't get caught out here in the hall like this," Angela whispered.
Jill didn't answer. She watched as Janet dug her red fingernails into Mr. Roberts' hair and pulled his head tighter to her cunt, mashing his face into the thicket of blonde curls. She was breathing fast, gasping, rolling her hips, her panties down around her knees, her skirt up. The sight of the two teachers had the students so hot, Jill knew she was going to cum, she could feel the tingle shoot through her body. Then it seized her, gripping her in delirious delight. She shuddered and came wildly.
"Shit!" she whispered, for she had fallen against the door, banging it open, and actually tumbled into the room, her hands in her bloomers, still jacking at her pussy. She fell to the floor and shuddered through a tremendous climax.
With the door open, Angela was suddenly visible too, her hand in her panties. In terror, she immediately yanked her hand away.
Mr. Roberts jerked back from his frantic pussy-eating. He shot up, stood there in complete suprise. His cock had got hard again and now spiked out from his slacks hot and steaming. A big drop of cum stuck to the head.
"What do we have here?" he snarled.
Angela turned to leave.
"Don't you dare move!" Mr. Roberts shouted. "Come in here, both of you. And close that door!"
Angela closed the door and stood beside Jill.
"Well, what do you think about this, Miss Lang-our students spying on us?"
Janet was so stunned she didn't know what to say.
"Come over here," Mr. Roberts instructed.
Both beautiful young girls came to him sexily in their cheerleading uniforms. His gaze took in their bodies. He smiled slowly. "Peeking in on us, huh?"
"We didn't mean anything, sir," Jill protested. "Playing with yourself, too." The teacher's cock was strong and hard. Jill couldn't help but look down at it. Her mouth gaped open. The teacher smiled wider. Angela stared at the long cockshaft also. Her eyes bugged wide.
"How would you two like to watch Miss Lang and I fuck each other?" The girls didn't answer. Janet said: "Oh, Jake, I don't think we should involve-"
"Nonsense, that's what they want to see, isn't it, girls? You want to see us fuck, don't you?" "If you want to, sir," Jill offered. "Come here and I'll show you something," he said.
The girls went and stood on either side of Janet Lang, all three of them lined up against a lab table. A stunning, sexy threesome.
Mr. Roberts unbuckled his slacks and dropped them, down, together with his shorts. His cock snapped up to a rigid attention. He kicked off his loafers, then unbuttoned his shirt and stood nude before the girls. His big balls hung low. A black line of hair formed a wedge from his belly button to the thick square of black hair around the base of his prick.
He stepped forward, holding his big long cock in his hand. He pumped it slowly, then went to Jill. He let go of his cock and pulled her tiny skirt up, rubbing his knuckles into her soft crotch. Then she took her bloomers down, let them fall around her tennis shoes and kicked them away. She stood radiant, with her skirt up and her dark-blue sweater lewdly bulging with her over-ripe tits. Then the man did the same with Angela. "But, Mr. Roberts, I can't do this. I mean, I shouldn't."
"Of course you should. Didn't you come to this school to learn? Sure you did, and I'm going to teach you." He took her panties off, and she stood revealed, just like Jill.
Janet had managed to get her own panties down, and now all three were ready for hard cock. They knew it and he knew it. He grabbed his big cockhead up and down her juicy young the big cock head up and down her juicy young pussy-slit. He didn't slide the cock in her pussy, he just teased the thumping, spitting prickhead up and down her slick pussy-lips.
Then he did the same to Janet, and finally moved to young Angela, sweet pretty Angela. She shuddered in fear. Mr. Roberts saw her apprehension. He fell to his knees before, her and mashed his lewd lips against her cunt and started chewing.
"Oh, sir!" the girl cried. Never had little Angela felt anything like this. His tongue wobbled up and down her wet cunt-slit. He snacked on her delicious pussy until Angela thought she'd go mad with desire. Then he stood up and shoved his cock in her cunt.
"Oooooh, no!" Angela whimpered, looking down to see the big thick shaft of his prick connected to the blonde curls of her pussy.
"You want to learn, don't you?"
"Yes, but I've never-"
Then she came. It was that quick. The divine shudder swept through her. Just the heat and friction of his cock against her steaming young pussy which had been primed with all her rubbing, set her climaxing uncontrollably and her entire body convulsed with young fuck spasms.
"My, my, that's the quickest fuck I've ever had!" Mr. Roberts smiled with pleasure. He pulled his long prick out of Angela's pussy, leav- ing the girl panting, gasping for breath after her wonderful experience.
Jake then moved to Janet. She humped her hips out to meet the thrust of his cock as he slammed his big cockhead, then pushed his cockshaft deep into her cunt.
"Oh, Jake," Janet whimpered. "Fuck me quick like that. Make me cum!"
Jake fucked at her, and as he did, he reached out and stuck a finger in Angela's pussy, stuck a finger in Jill's pussy, and serviced all three girls, fucking the teacher and finger-fucking the students.
Jill liked the feel of his finger hooked into her cunt. She spread her legs and let the man pump her. She watched as his huge cock fucked Miss
Lang.
"Oh, Miss Lang," Jill blurted. "He's he's-"
"Fuckin' me! And if either of you girls mention a word of this to anyone, we'll see you are expelled permanently from this school. Is that understood?"
They both nodded.
"Shit!" Jill panted. "Oh, shit."
Angela followed suit and rolled her hips at the thumping finger in her pussy. Janet bumped her ass in and out, fucking back at the huge cock in her cunt.
"We'll never tell anyone," Jill sobbed, reaching over and grabbing the portion of Mr. Roberts' cock that wasn't stuffed all the way in Miss Lang's pussy. She felt the sticky prickshaft as it slid in and out of Miss Lang's slurpy cunt.
"You guys are fuckin!" Jill cried.
"Oh, God!" Angela murmured.
Then Mr. Roberts pushed and poked hard and fast. Jill lost her grip on his cock. She pulled up her sweater over her bra, pulled her big tits over the top, and pinched her nipples softly as she enjoyed the terrific finger-fucking she was getting.
Jill was the first to come. The sight of the big prick doing slick slides into Miss Lang's cunt, the feel of her hot tits, the thrust of the finger in her pussy, all made her shiver and shake with pure delight.
"Oh, boy!" she panted. "Oh, shit!" And she came with a tremulous shudder.
So did Angela. Her sweet, pretty face wrinkled with passion and she quaked into a quick orgasm. Mr. Roberts pumped hard, his cock making exciting clicking noises, sweet juicy splashes as he fucked.
"I'm cummin'!" Miss Lang shouted.
Mr. Roberts fucked harder and his cock spilled a hot thick load into the young teacher's pussy. She threw her arms around his neck and pasted his lips with a hot French kiss.
Jill watched as she climaxed, knowing that they too were in the same unexplainable void of excitement, of sheer delight, that she was. And although Jill would have liked to have had that enormous cock inside her pussy, she knew her time would come.
Both girls were so shaken and exhausted by the time they left, that they decided to go right home. Jill headed down the steps to the left. Angela went in the other direction. Just as she came to the first floor, Jill was stopped by Jack Hart.
"Oh, Mr. Hart!" she whispered in suprise. "It's late for you to be here, isn't it, Jill?" "Well, we had some things to do after the game." The teacher's eyes devoured the beautiful girl in her sexy cheerleading uniform.
"Come to my classroom," he said. "I'd like to take some pictures of you."
Jill followed Mr. Hart through the darkened hall to his room. He snapped on the light, got his camera out and posed Jill in front of his desk.
He snapped a few pictures of her in her umform then suggested she pull up her little light-blue skirt. Jill did so. She lifted the pleats over her white tights. She set her feet apart on the floor, her legs enchanting, her white satin bloomers tight to her crotch, pussy-packed.
"Push your hips out for me."
Jill lewdly rolled her hips. She saw the bulge in Mr. Hart's slacks. He had another enormous hard-on. This prick looked bigger than Mr. Roberts' long cock.
"Now, dear, pull down your panties."
Jill was uncertain. Should she let him take pictures of her like that? What if they got out and other people saw them?
"I don't know, sir-I mean-"
Mr. Hart produced a hundred-dollar bill and laid it on the desk. "Here's your modeling fee."
Jill couldn't believe he'd laid a hundred dollars out like that. She looked at the bill, then at the teacher, and slowly rolled her white tights down, down, down until her pussy was revealed-the sandy pussy-hair, the peachy fuzz, the delightful Venus mound.
Mr. Hart gasped and flashed off the camera frantically, "Stick your finger in your pussy," he begged her.
"But, sir, stick my finger in-"
"Please!" he pleaded.
She really didn't need to be coaxed. She was so hot she was eager to give her finger a go at her pussy. She reached down and sawed her middle finger into her cunt and jiggled it in and out.
"Oh, yeah-like that, yes!" the teacher panted.
He quickly took a bunch of pictures as Jill finger-fucked her juicy pussy-slit. She became lost in the white-hot light of the flash, the exciting bulge in the teacher's slacks which she couldn't take her eyes off, and the delicious feeling of her finger in her cunt. "Oh, jeez, sir!" she babbled. "Like this?" "Yeah, like that, Jill. Finger-fuck yourself!" Jill shivered, fingering faster and faster as the camera snapped. And then she came. A quick gripping climax. It pulled her over from the waist, bent her in two. She gasped loudly. Her face twisted into a mask of passion. She threw her head back and fucked herself faster until she had drawn out every last shudder of ecstasy she could. When she opened her eyes, gasping, panting, Mr. Hart was gone.
She pulled up her tights, picked up the hundred-dollar bill, and left the classroom.
Chapter Five
Jill left the school house. She only lived three blocks away, so she was ready to walk home when she saw two shadows coming toward her from the football field.
As they got closer, she realized they were Tank and Jimmy Blake, another player on the ball team. They waved and broke into a run.
"What are you still doing here?" Tank asked.
"Just a little studying I had to get done," Jill lied.
"Do you have to go right home?"
"Why?"
"I thought maybe you'd like to have some fun with Jimmy and me," Tank said.
He reached out and let his hands dangle on her pleated blue skirt. Jimmy's hands immediately caressed Jill's fabulous ass. Suddenly, both boys were manhandling her there on the sidewalk in front of the school.
"Well, not here," Jill whispered excitedly.
Quickly, the three went to a clump of bushes off to the side of the school near the football field. It was a balmy Fall night. A cool breeze rustled the leaves in the trees. The bushes hid their shadows. They stood together. Tank kissed Jill. His tongue whipped into her mouth. His hand slipped under her skirt to her sticky cunt. She was all hot again.
Jimmy kept rubbing his hands over her ass. "I think you have the best ass in school, Jill."
This is what she liked to hear. And she loved his hands roaming the curve of her fine rump. Tank got his hand inside her tights and sliced a finger in her pussy. But Jill was tired of fingers. She wanted cock now, and so she reached for Tank's prick. She found his fuckrod hard as iron and squeezed on the thumping mass. Tank sighed loudly, "You guys wanna fuck me, don't you?" Jill whispered.
"Oh, God, yes," Tank muttered.
Jill unzipped his fly and took his cock out. Jimmy unzipped his own jeans and whipped out his hard little prick, all five inches of the hot cock stalk.
Tank took Jill's white tights down, pulled them all the way off and hung them on a bush. He hiked up her little skirt. He fell to his knees and pushed his face into her cunt. Jimmy knelt behind her and started kissing her ass.
"Oh, you guys," Jill sobbed. "Oh, you guys!"
Tank's teenage tongue whipped wildly at her cunt. Jimmy slicked his tongue up and down the crack of her ass. This was a new thrill for Jill. The hot juicy tongue gliding up and down the crack of her fine ass sent her into a swooping swoon of delight. Suddenly, Jimmy was wiggling against her asshole.
"Oh, jeez, Jimmy, you're not gonna stick your tongue up my asshole, are you?"
Of course he was, and he did. He shoved his wet tongue against her ass bud like a wet snake as Tank licked wildly at her sticky pussy.
Jill was on fire with the tongue up her ass.
"My shithole! Up my shitter, Jimmy!" she panted.
Now she was so hot she would have fucked the bush. So many times that night she had been brought to the edge of completion, and now she wanted these boys to fuck her. She wanted them to fuck her there on the ground behind the bushes.
"Fuck me, you guys!" Jill gulped. "I wanna fuck!"
"See, I told you, Jimmy," Tank said. "I knew she'd wanna fuck,"
"Yes, yes, but do it! Fuck me!"
Jill got down on her hands and knees over Tank who lay on his back. She reached down and grabbed his prick. The cockshaft was so hard and long. She manipulated his spitting cockhead against her pussy, then screwed her ass down and took the full force of the hardness inside her.
She was on all fours over the boy, his cock in her pussy. Jimmy knelt behind her and shoved his cock at her ass. Jill felt the hot prickhead, wet with juice, slush up against her asshole. "Oh, shit! Jeez, you guys are both gonna fuck me!"
She was rocking back and forth, up and down, in and out on Tank's big hard on, and Jimmy finally locked in and got the head of his prick into her asshole.
"Up my shitter! Up my shitter, Jimmy!" Jill hollered.
"Not too loud," Tank warned.
"I don't give a goddamn. Fuck me, you bastards!"
Jill was in a daze. She was mad for the feel of the hard cock up her asshole, that huge bulging prick in her pussy.
She was on her hands and knees on the ground, her little skirt up over her ass, fucking down on Tank, fucking her ass around and around to excite Jimmy.
Tank reached up under her sweater and released her bra. Jill's big tits splashed down. Tank grabbed them.
"Jesus!" he gasped. "Her tits are gigantic!"
Jimmy was busy banging his cock in and out of the beautiful cheerleader's asshole. Tank fondled her tits and fucked his ass up off the ground. Jill fucked up and down. Faster and faster and faster.
"This ass!" Jimmy panted. "God, what an ass."
"Faster, you guys! Faster and harder! Fuck me!" Jill yelped.
Tank humped up and down. His ass thudding off the ground. Jimmy hammered Jill from behind, his cock gliding easily in and out of her shithole.
"Goddamn, I love this!" Jill howled.
And it was a fabulous fuck. Jill, the best-looking, most beautiful girl at Washington High School, was being fucked hard by two football players, their squirting cocks pleasuring her two ways. She bucked up and down, in and out, taking both brick-hard pricks. Jimmy was panting behind her, on his knees, his hand placed on the small of her back, fucking his stiff cock into her pliant asshole. Tank was humping up at her.
"Fuck me, you guys. Come on, plug me!"
And they did. Tank pricked her so hard she thought she'd rip open, but then he came, and the rush of his cream jetting up into her pussy sent Jill into another climax, her third of the night, and just as she felt the hot rush, Jimmy poured his load in her ass.
Chapter Six
Jill showed up for school the next day wearing a tight black mini-skirt and a luscious white sweater that pulled in against her big teenage tits so that they looked like two shiny softballs.
Tank caught up with her in the hall.
"Jeez, Jill, that was fun last night in the bushes." He was drooling over her like a panting dog.
Jill felt a shiver of power. A power she had over men. Her beauty. Her body. They were all like dogs. They wanted her. She smiled.
"Yeah, it was okay," she replied flippantly.
Janet Lang walked across the hall in front of them. The young teacher who looked like Farrah Fawcet Majors was attired in a pleated gray skirt, pink sweater, nylons and black heels. She looked very pretty. Tank's eyes bugged. Jill noticed his attraction to the teacher.
"Like that, huh?" Jill said.
"Well, sure, yeah-I mean-"
"Wanna fuck her?"
"Huh? Fuck her? Sure. You bet!"
"I'll make you a deal," Jill said, "you fix me up with Todd Daniels, and I'll fix you up with Miss Lang."
"Really?"
Todd Daniels was considered a real stud-muffin at Washington High School, and most of the girls thought the blond surfer-boy was the best-looking guy in high school. He was six feet one, thin, and he had the cutest ass, the girls thought.
"Meet me after your two o'clock class," Jill said.
At two promptly, Tank and Todd showed up outside study hall. Todd blushed when Tank introduced him to Jill. She loved his sparkling blue eyes, his taut, lean body, his handsome face. She smiled at him, and looked him up and down, taking in the white tight T-shirt, the tight jeans, the white tennis shoes.
They walked with Jill to Miss Lang's office. Jill knocked on the door and the pretty young teacher opened it.
"Hi, Miss Lang, may we come in?"
"Yes, Jill, what is it?"
"This is Tank and Todd, ma'am. They're my friends."
The teacher smiled, a questioning look on her face. "Yes, what can I do for you?"
"They wanna fuck you, Miss Lang."
"What?" she exclaimed in an outraged voice. "You must be mad!"
"Well, I wouldn't want to tell anyone about the other-"
"Now just a minute," the teacher interrupted.
Jill reached out and caressed Tank's crotch. The boy's cock became hard and spiked out his jeans. Todd watched and blushed. Jill unzipped Tank's fly and pulled out his big hard-on.
"Now, Jill, just a minute," Miss Lang said.
But Jill knew the power, knew what she could do, knew what effect she had on boys and men.
Tank's cock thumped in her soft little hand, and Miss Lang couldn't help but be intrigued. She went to her door and locked it and returned to her desk. She leaned back against it.
The eager hand did its job on Tank's cock and a gush of cum spit from his thumping prick-head. Miss Lang watched intently. So did Todd. Then Jill let go of Tank's prick. It snapped up and wobbled. She quickly unzipped Todd's jeans and reached inside. She was pleased with the hard seven-inch prick she found, and she pulled it out. Todd was beet-red.
Janet Lang was hot. Seeing the teenage pricks turned her on. She clasped Tank's big cock in her hand, dipped down and swirled her tongue over his spitting prickhead.
Jill followed her actions. She knelt in front of Todd and kissed his prick. Todd let out a little gasp of pleasure and fright. He was a virgin, and to have someone as pretty and sexy as Jill on her knees kissing his prick made him shudder all over.
Miss Lang sucked voraciously on Tank's prick. She was on her knees, her head bobbing in and out, her puckered lips sealed around the bulging, swelling fuckrod.
"Oh, ma'am!" Tank whimpered.
"Jill, Jill," Todd whispered.
Janet finally bobbed up. "Okay, if that's what you want. If you want to fuck me, then let's fuck." She pulled her skirt up around her waist and leaned back against her desk. "Take my panties down and fuck me."
Jill sucked on Todd's hard prick. It was the first time she'd had a cock in her mouth, and she loved the rubbery spongy hardness. She bit his cockhead lightly and splashed her little pink tongue around his piss-hole.
Tank took Janet's yellow panties down and stood back to admire the thick blonde curls between her legs.
The beautiful teacher planted her black high heels on the floor, spread her legs, and said: "Come on, Tank."
Tank dropped his jeans and shorts around his shoes and moved in on the teacher. She grasped his hard prick, squeezed, then pushed his prick-head against her pussy, maneuvering the tip up and down the wetness of her soft cunt-slit. Tank let out a moan as he plunged his prick into her pussy. She pushed her hips out to him, rolled her ass off the desk and started screwing him. "Fuck that prick in and out, Tank. Don't just stand there!"
Tank was in such a swoon of excitement, actually having his cock locked into Janet's pussy, he was unable to move. But he finally humped his ass at the teacher's undulating hips, began to fuck his stiff, thick teen prick into her soft, mellow pussy.
She gave off a low growl of pleasure. "That's right, like that, honey."
Jill was still sucking Todd's cock, her eyes glancing over at Janet and Tank, watching the way Tank's prick plunged in and out of Janet's cunt. She bobbed hungrily on Todd's prick, tore at his jeans, got them down, took them off and grabbed his cock again, licking her tongue from his cock-tip down along the stalk to the base. Then she licked his balls, laying one then the other on the flat of her tongue, jiggling them, sucking them.
"Oooooh, eeee!" The boy whistled excitedly.
"Yeah, like that, Tank, screw me like that, honey, punch that prick to me!" Janet moaned.
She wound her arms about the boy's neck and planted a hot kiss on his lips as they stood screwing against her desk, her ripe hips still rolling wildly at the young cock.
Jill felt Todd's cock swell in her mouth, and she could taste the first drops of cum as his cockshaft pulsed, his cockhead bulged, and suddenly her mouth was filled with cum. His load splashed hot and furious into her young mouth, and she gobbled on his cock to get every last drop of jizz she could extract.
Todd was shaking all over as he came. His body convulsed and he gripped the edge of the desk with his hands. Jill held his cock at the base as her head jerked in and out, her lips gliding in a frenzy on the pumping, spurting fuckrod.
She loved the way Todd's cock enlarged as it shot off all the juice in her mouth. Big gobs of goop dribbled down her chin. She sucked wildly now, and her jerking hand brought the boy to a pleasure plateau he'd never experienced before.
Janet kissed Tank hotly and fucked at his prick. The boy had caught her rhythm and humped and pumped his prick in time with the roll and flow of her screwing hips.
Todd's load fizzed and bubbled in Jill's mouth. She thought she might choke on all the thick cream. She swallowed some, then opened her mouth and a big dripping gob of jizz escaped over her lips and down her chin.
Janet and Tank were into a heated fuck now, the two bodies arching, bending to each other, cock and cunt, teacher and student, and Tank looked into Janet's beautiful face, her lake-blue eyes, saw her open lips and he came. His cock spilled out a huge load of cream into the teacher's pussy.
"Oh, that's right-oh!" Janet moaned, and then she climaxed with the boy. The rush and gush of his juice splashing into her cunt shuddered her into a fabulous orgasm.
She pulled Tank's head to her, kissed him with open mouth and fucked furiously at his exploding cock.
The cum was still oozing from Jill's mouth as she sucked Todd. His cock went soft, all slimy, sticky, and Jill massaged it with both hands, rolling the cockstalk in her palms. Todd immediately grabbed at her big tits. He Ufted them in his hands and squeezed. She pulled the white sweater up over her white bra.
"Take them out," she whispered.
Todd dug into her bra and lifted her tits up over the top. He started licking his tongue from one nipple to the other. Jill squeezed the big suckies together so the boy could kiss, lick and bite at both tits together. Jill loved his tongue swabbing all over her tits. She let out a little-girl moan, a light whisper of delight as the boy snacked and smacked.
Tank finally slumped over Janet, spent. She stroked his hair, ran her hand over his ass, rolled her hips at his wilting cock. He finally slipped out of her. He saw Todd licking and sucking Jill's big tits. This intrigued and excited him. He dropped to his knees and slid his hands under Jill's black mini. He pulled it up over her shiny white panties, hooked his thumbs into the pants and tugged them down over the sandy patch of cunt-fuzz between her legs. He muffed his face into her pretty pussy.
"Yipes!" Jill sucked in her breath in a loud gasp. "Phew, Jesus!"
The boys sucked, licked, kissed, chewed on her big tits, on her sweet cunt, and Jill became overwhelmed with the thrilling ripples of satisfaction that sizzled all through her. "Oh, you guys!" Jill wailed. Janet stuck a finger in her pussy, held her skirt up and fucked herself as she watched her students. She rolled her hips at her finger and let out a long, low moan.
Jill gripped down at Tank's head and mashed his mouth tighter to her pussy. The boy sucked her cunt into his mouth and chewed wildly. "Goddamn you, Tank!" Jill hissed, then she came in a wonderful spasm of creaming.
Todd shoved Tank away from Jill's pussy. He had a hard-on. He grabbed it and thrust the cockhead into her cunt, then he started humping to her.
Tank, on his knees, crawled over to his teacher. He pushed his mouth against her pussy, licked his tongue over her fucking finger and raced up and down her gooey cunt-slit. "Yeah, boil me, yeah!" Janet whispered. "Fuck me, Todd!" Jill said as she crested in her climax, brought into another orgasm as the hard prick filled her cunt. She pumped her teen hips at Todd, wound her arms around his neck and fucked back at the steaming-hot prick.
She felt the heat of his load pump into her cunt. She climaxed again, tossing her head from side to side, rolling her hips around, in and out at the hot-spurting cock. It was a quick hot fuck. Jill lost all control. She became dizzy. "I want him to fuck me!" Janet said. Todd pulled out of Jill, leaving her humped-over, gasping. He shoved Tank and his lapping tongue away from the teacher and offered her his squirting prick. She grabbed the fuckrod and shoved the glistening cockhead into her cunt. They worked into a fucking motion, Todd's prick still seeping, still hard, Janet friction-fucking him until she found the right groove and came.
"Uh, fuck!" she screeched.
" Oooooh!" Jill wailed as Tank crawled back to her and stuck his tongue on her creaming pussy. He found her clit and bit down lightly.
And then all was as it should be. Janet, the beautiful young teacher was fucking Todd, and Jill was getting her pussy munched by the star football player.
In the office right next to the fucking-sucking paradise, Mr. Hart peered through a tiny hole drilled in the wall. He aimed his camera into it and snapped picture after picture of Jill, caught the wrinkles of passion etched on the girl's beautiful young face, caught her rolling hips pushing out her pussy to the hungry tongue.
The front of his slacks was soaked with his cum.
Chapter Seven
Jill wore a darling pink sweater that showed off her tits' in such a thrilling way it was difficult for Mr. Hart to keep his eyes off her during class. She had selected a pair of faded, light-blue jeans that were so tight they fit her like a splash of water, rippling wrinkles of blue cradling her crotch. She wore pink open-toed sandals. Her fingernails were painted pink, her toenails pink, her lips glossed pink, and she had a pink blush tinted to her smooth cheeks.
She was walking sexily out of class when Mr. Hart called to her. She knew what he wanted, and she wondered how much money he was going to offer her to model for him this time.
"Yes?" she said.
"Just a moment."
When the class had left, Mr. Hart took out his camera and laid two fifty-dollar bills on his desk.
"Take off your jeans and let me take some pictures," he said.
"Sure," Jill said.
She wiggled out of her jeans and stood before him in the tight pink sweater full of her teen tits, white panties, her legs tanned and smooth, and the low-heeled sandals.
"God, you look wonderful!" he gasped.
She smiled.
He snapped a picture of her standing this way in front of his desk, Jill spread her legs, pushed out her hips and leaned back against the desk. He shot another picture of her.
"Now, would you take your panties down for me?"
"Like this, sir?" Jill cooed, and slid her white panties down to her knees to reveal her little patch of pussy-hair.
"Oh, yes!"
He snapped his camera wildly at the young girl. Jill assumed several sexy facial expressions, her mouth open, her lips wet, her eyes sparkling, and the teacher clicked away.
Then he went to his desk and pulled out a long dildo. "Now, my dear, take this."
He handed her the dildo. It was long, plastic, white, shaped just like a banana.
"Stick it in your pussy, Jill," Mr. Hart said.
"But, sir, it's too big-how big is it?"
"It's ten inches, Jill."
"Oh, but that's just too big!"
"Put as much in as you can, darling. Sit down in the front row, take your panties off, let me see you put that dildo in your cunt, Jill, that's what I wanna see."
Jill sat down in a school desk in the front row. She peeled her panties off, and diddled the dildo at her pussy, played the tip up and down her juicy cunt-slit, then slid the shaft inside.
"Oooh," she whimpered. She took five inches into her cunt.
Mr. Hart took a picture.
She pushed deeper. She took the slick banana dildo in all the way to eight inches, then started to fuck herself with the slick shaft.
"Yeah, like that," the teacher panted.
Jill slid down on the edge of the desk, spread her legs, and jacked the dildo in and out of her gushy cunt. She hked the slick slide of the long shaft as it penetrated her. She shoved in another inch.
"Oh, God, yes!" the teacher panted. He snapped pictures wildly.
Jill's face was a mask of beautiful passion as she fucked herself with the big dildo. She had almost all of it in her pussy, shoving it in and out with long, slow strokes as Mr. Hart watched excitedly and took more pictures.
God, how Jill loved the dildo in her pussy! She watched the reaction of her teacher as she fucked herself. She could tell he loved her, she could see the enormous hard-on thumping against his slacks. Why doesn't he want to fuck me? she wondered. Why does he want to take pictures of me?
"You like this, don't you, Mr. Hart?" Jill whispered. "You like me sticking this big thing in my pussy? Don't you?"
"Yes, yes," he panted.
Jill shoved the dildo all the way in her pussy, then pulled it out with the shaft all sticky and shiny. She was as excited as the teacher. She pulled in and out, long obscene strokes of the slick white stick.
"Now, Jill, you'll find a switch on the end there, it is a battery-powered prick, and I want you to push the switch to 'On'."
Jill saw the black switch at the top of the dildo. She pushed it on. The big banana vibrated wildly.
"Oh, shit!" Jill yelled. "Oh, my God!"
She had never felt anything so good, so exciting, so wonderful. The big prick vibrated, jigged and jagged in her young pussy and raised her to new erotic heights. She thrust her hips lewdly off the edge of the seat, pushed her pussy at the vibrating, shaking dildo, let it pleasure her. She held the long shaft in one hand and let the jiggling excite her cunt like lightning.
"I love to fuck!" she whispered, then threw her head back and let the big dildo do the work, let the slick white stalk fuck and vibrate her pussy. She was swept into a delicious climax, nothing like she'd ever experienced before. She wiggled her head from side to side in a wild pleasure as she came.
Then, when she finally came down the other side, panting and gasping, she opened her eyes and he was gone. Mr. Hart had disappeared.
Jill sat there looking scrumptious in her tit-hot pink sweater, her pussy filled with the big white dildo. She was just catching her breath when Mr. Brown walked in. The older man smiled lewdly when he saw Jill splayed out on the edge of the school desk.
"Well, this is the second time I've found you in a rather compromising pose, Jill."
His eyes ran over the beautiful teenager, her gorgeous face, pink lips, pink cheeks, her sparkling blue eyes, her tight, lithe body, her huge tits lifting, pushing the pink sweater.
He fell to his knees in front of her.
"God, you're adorable," he whispered.
Indeed, she was stunning. All splayed out on a school desk, her tits juicy like two grapefruit heaving up and down under the tight pink sweater, her long tanned legs, smooth as butter, her toenails pink, held out as if on display, her sandy-haired cunt like a delicious popcorn ball.
Mr. Brown ducked in and licked his tongue up her beautiful leg, her calf, along her thigh. He repeated this slow slobbering caress on the other leg.
Jill's breathing settled down. She watched the older man intently, saw the pink of his tongue slide up and back down her leg. He took off one of her sandals and sucked her toes into her mouth.
"Oh, my!" Jill exclaimed, startled by the sweet sensation that shot from her foot all the way through her young body.
The man sucked voraciously on her toes, on both bare feet, licking the pink toenails, gobbling good.
Jill loved the feeling he gave her. She slid down a bit farther on the school desk, so demure, so sexy, so lewd. Her pussy pushed up, the curly blonde hair fuzzy and stiff.
Mr. Brown licked back up her leg. He kissed the insides of her thighs. Goosebumps shivered up and down Jill's legs, from her wet toes to the fringe of her cunt hair.
Mr. Brown muffed his face between her gorgeous legs. His mouth nibbled sweetly and lovingly, raining hot, wet kisses on her pussy.
The teacher made soft smacking noises on Jill's cunt. He sucked the soft mound into his mouth and chewed slowly, tenderly.
Jill was overwhelmed. She lifted her lovely ass off the school desk and pushed her pussy into her teacher's face. He fastened his lips, sealed like a plunger on the slick pussy-slit. His tongue raced up and down.
Jill moaned softly. She ran her hands up and down the outside of her thighs. She pushed her cunt up higher. The teacher's tongue started fucking her clit.
"Oh, Mister-" Jill wept.
Mr. Brown placed his hands on the insides of her thighs as though he was about to do a breast swim-stroke, pushed her legs apart, and buried his tongue into the candy-sweet softness of Jill's cunt.
Jill trembled. She dropped the dildo. It thumped to the floor. She ran her fingers through Mr. Brown's hair. She moaned with excitement as he munched her pussy.
"I like that, Mr. Brown!" she blurted. "I like the way you do that."
"Mmmmm, mmm," the man mumbled, his tongue a hard shaft ducking in and out of Jill's pussy.
Mr. Brown's hands lifted to Jill's big tits. He slipped his fingers under her tight sweater, rolling the pink wool upward over her shiny pink bra. Her tits were like two buttercups wiggling arid wobbling in the bra.
The dazed and excited teacher dug into the bra and lifted Jill's magnificent tits out over the top so they sat up, round and firm like grapefruits, pointed and beautiful.
He sucked her cunt as his hands squeezed her fabulous teen tits. Jill lay there watching him feast on her scrumptious charms. His fingers probing and pinching her tits felt good. His tongue, buzzing like a bee, slithered up and down her cunt-slit.
"Ooooh, shit!" she sighed, gritting her teeth.
Mr. Brown's tongue was fervid, like a cat at the milk bowl. He suddenly licked up Jill's flat tummy, tongued her belly-button, slicked his wet tongue up to her tits and sucked on the nipples.
"Yes, phew, yes!" Jill whimpered.
Finally, Mr. Brown pulled back from her tits.
"You're so good. So damn beautiful. You're absolutely adorable, Jill." His mouth found hers in a slobbering, spitty French kiss. His finger slipped into her pussy, found her clit, and massaged the magic fuck button.
Jill shuddered. A roll like an ocean wave swept over her as she climaxed with the teacher's finger fucking her pussy. She came as he kissed her, a moment of slobbering paradise, a moment of exquisite bliss.
Mr. Brown twiddled his finger expertly and brought Jill to new delicious excitement. She was heaving, gasping as they kissed, until she fell back on the desk, spent and panting.
Then he stood up, bent over, the luscious young charmer, and looked down into her pristine face, eying her huge tits, her sweet pussy, her tanned legs, her pink sandals.
He unbuckled his pants and took them down. He tugged down his shorts and stripped. His cock leaped out. His cockhead glistened with thick bubbles of jizz.
"Oh, Mister Brown!"
He began pumping his cock as he stood over her, straddling her legs, his prick-head level with her shining face. His wrist jigged in a lewd, easy stroke as he jacked the stalk of his prick at her face.
He humped his ass, pushed and smashed his creamy cockhead against Jill's lips and pumped at them. She opened her sweet little mouth and let him jack the spitting prickhead inside.
"I'm jackin' off in your mouth, Jill," he whispered.
Jill was overwhelmed by the excitement of watching the man's hand dance on his prick.
"Oooh, I love it," she moaned. "I love watching your cock!"
He backed off. "Like looking at me jack my prick?"
"Yes," Jill moaned. "It looks so good!"
Mr. Brown's hand was a blur. Big chunks of cum spit from the tip of his thick cock and splashed down on Jill's white tummy. She ran her fingers through the sticky cream. She leaned over and grabbed the dildo from the floor. She stuck the long white stick in her pussy. Slowly, she fucked in and out as her eyes stayed glued to her teacher's hand. She loved watching him play with his prick and wanted to tell him so.
"Oh, sir, that's so exciting!"
This excited the teacher. He whipped his cock wildly, and Jill finally caught the beat of his stroke with the dildo and fucked her cunt.
Suddenly, Mr. Brown's prick erupted. A spray of thick cream poured from the beating red cockhead. It was almost as if a fire hydrant had busted. The jizz splashed on Jill's face. She felt the hot splats on her cheeks, her chin, her forehead, her neck, her lips. Big gushy spurts of juice hit her. A gob of cum splattered in her hair and hung there.
"Jesus, honey!" the man moaned. Jill came. Her body arched off the desk, stiff like a board, and she pounded the Hg dildo wildly into her cunt.
"I'm cumming, mister!" she yelped. "I'm cummin' right now sir!"
Mr. Brown answered her passionate wail with another surge of hot juice from his bulging cock. His hand slicked in and out wildly.
Jill fell back on the chair, her breath coming in short, sweet gasps. She trembled. Her whole body was packed with goose-bumps. She shivered uncontrollably in the final rush of her orgasm.
She eyed the spitting cock which had drenched her beautiful face. She felt cream dripping on her lips. She brought her hand to her cheek and ran her fingers through the thick goo that clung there. She licked her tongue over her lips, tasted the hot, sticky cream, swallowed a big chunk and felt the heat in her throat.
Mr. Brown had thrown back his head. His hand had stopped pumping. He fell to his knees trembling, holding his drooping, dripping prick.
He laid his head on Jill's tummy. He licked his tongue over the jizz down to her pussy where she still held the dildo erect in the melty softness. He took the dildo out, licked all over it, licking off Jill's pussy juice.
Mr. Brown edged in between her eager legs.
He fisted his wilted cock, rubbing his cockhead up and down Jill's cunt. The prick began a slow, thumping rise. This excited little Jill. She looked down, watching the swelling prick as the teacher humped his ass and shoved his prickhead in her pussy.
"Oh, wow!" Jill exclaimed. "Are you gonna fuck me, mister?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna plug your pussy, baby, I'm gonna fuck your cunt!"
The teacher humped on his knees, pumped his hacking ass in and out, sending his prick deep into the schoolgirl's cunt. Jill shuddered, feeling the hot fuckstalk penetrate her.
She looked down and saw the shining cock sticking between them. This excited her. She pushed her ass off the desk and pumped her pussy onto the hardening prick. "Fuck me, Mr. Brown!" Jill whispered. And the teacher did. He hammered his hard-rock cock in and out of her cunt in a powerful stroke. Jill threw her head back. She wanted to scream with delight.
Standing outside, reloading his camera, hidden by a bush, Mr. Hart peered in the window of the classroom. He brought the camera to his eye, focused, and began snapping pictures of
Jill fucking with Mr. Brown.
He caught the action on film as Mr. Brown sawed his big prick into the little girl. He snapped a picture of Jill's impassioned face, her mouth open, tongue lolling on her lower lip, the passion-wrinkle on her forehead.
Mr. Brown's cock slicked in and out with a sure stroke, and finally, he shot his load. Jill pushed up off the chair, rolling her hips as she felt the first squirt of cum. She ground her ass around and around as the pulsing cock thumped and spit out a thick gooey load inside her quivering cunt.
Jill fucked hard at the spilling prick. She pumped and humped until Mr. Brown fell backwards onto the floor. He lay there gasping. Jill convulsed on the chair in a brilliant orgasm, her body shaking, jerking, as though she were being jolted with quick crisp bolts of electric shocks.
At last, Mr. Brown dressed and left, and Jill did the same. As she got ready to leave the room, she saw the hundred-dollar bill on the desk. Mr. Hart's modeling fee.
She smiled and picked it up.
Chapter Eight
Janet Lang stood in front of her class, luxurious and ravishing in a tight yellow sweater, black skirt, nylons, and shiny black high heels. She was beautiful, looking more like a film star than ever, her blonde hair long, curled, fluffy, her perfect beauty-queen figure encased sexily in her skirt and sweater.
She leaned back against her desk as she lectured the class. The straps of.her garter-belt pushed against the short black skirt, which was riding high above her knees. The boys in class gazed at her with fuck-hot eyes. Just before the bell rang, Miss Lang read off the names of five boys and asked them to stay after class. Then she called the names of Jill and Angela and asked them also to stay.
Both girls were puzzled, but they stayed in their desks. Jill was wearing a tight, white miniskirt that hugged her lovely hips like a candy bar wrapper and a bright red sweater that bottomed out right at the top of her mini-skirt, so that if she stretched just a little bit one could see the white skin of her flat tummy.
When the rest of the class had left, Janet instructed the five boys, all sophomores like Jill, to sit in the front row, "Jill and Angela, you come up here with me," Miss Lang said.
The girls walked to the front of the classroom.
Janet smiled and said: "Now, I'm going to teach you girls something that will help you in life. I'm going to show you girls what men really like."
Janet stood in front of the boys. She went to the end of the row of desks. "See, here's Bobby."
Bobby was a thin blond boy with a crew cut and a square face, a handsome youngster. He sat in anticipation as the teacher stood in front of him and suddenly raised her skirt, slowly, up, up over the tops of the nylons, the white garter straps, up over the V of her pink panties.
"See how excited Bobby's getting?" Janet said to Jill and Angela.
The boy had an instant hard-on.
"Look, his cock is hard," Janet said. "Go ahead, Bobby, take your prick out. Betcha want to, don't you?"
The boy unzipped his fly and whipped out a hard six-incher. He fisted his cock and squeezed.
"Go on, jack on your prick, Bobby," Janet said. "See, girls, how hot he is, just looking at me. Watch. See this?"
Janet undulated her hips slowly, lewdly, pushing her pussy out at the boy. She opened her mouth and slicked her tongue salaciously over her lips.
Bobby pounded his prick. His fist was a hammer. Miss Lang bunched her skirt around her waist and slowly slipped her pink panties down to the top of her pussy, just showing the top of her blonde, curly cunt-hair.
Bobby thumped his cock faster.
"See, girls, how hot I make him? Remember this. Men like to jack off to a pretty girl, and boys love to jack off all the time, don't they, Bobby?" She rolled her hips obscenely.
Bobby nodded and whacked his cock faster and faster, humped over on his seat, his fist a blur just the red glistening tip of his cock visible.
The sight of this excited Jill. She remembered how Mr. Brown had beat off, swatted his prick in front of her, shot a load all over her face.
"Go on, Bobby. Pump your prick. Good! Nice. That's it! Fuck your prick with your fist. Come on. Whack, fuck, jerk . . . jerk your cock, honey, jerk your cock to me, that's it . . . whew, nice, Bobby . . . good . . . pump your prick, baby, faster, faster, come on, let's see you fuck faster, let's see you shoot off, Bobby."
That's all she had time to say. The boy's cock erupted. He spewed out a thick hot teenage load of cream that streamed in a high arc and floated down in lumpy loveliness into splats on the hard floor.
Jill had never seen a more beautiful sight. She loved the way Bobby's prick frothed, bubbled, sputtered, spilling gobs of thick cum to the floor. Bobby's hand pumped in a wild jig.
"Oooh, that's nice, Bobby," Janet said.
Jill's pussy creamed and she became hot as a bonfire. Angela stared in wild amazement at the boy's fabulous hand-job. Her body shook, and her pussy itched.
"Now watch this, girls," Janet said.
She went to the next boy, a redheaded lad, a bit chubby, a cute round face full of freckles. "Here's Timmy, and look at that hard prick in his jeans."
Janet unzipped his fly and pulled his prick out.
"Mmmm," she cooed. "Look at this, a nice hard one."
Jill stared at the long seven-inch prick, white as ivory with red curls at the base. Then she heard Miss Lang say: "Now you tease him off, Jill."
"Ma'am?"
"You tease him off like I did Bobby."
Jill went to Timmy, stood in front of him, and pulled her mini up over her pair of pink panties.
"Ah, yes, they like pink panties," Miss Lang said.
"Jack off to me, Timmy," Jill said, rolling her hips.
The boy grabbed his prick, pumped furiously and came immediately, five quick jerks and his prick was squirting all over the place.
Jill loved the spurting cock, his fluttering hand.
"Jack off to me," she said. "Come on! Pump your prick to me. Pump your cock hard! Fuck it faster, faster, faster, come on, jerk faster, Timmy, please, faster, beat off to me!"
The boy's breath caught in his throat, and he finally fell back on the desk, spent, his hand all white as if someone had shot it full of shaving eream. The shiny hardwood floor in front of him glistened with his thick cream.
"See how hot they get," Janet said. "Now you do it, Angela,"
Angela walked to a crew-cut boy wearing jeans and a button-down blue shirt.
"That's Brandon," Janet said.
Angela slowly hiked her blue mini-skirt over her pair of pretty white panties. Janet told him to take out his cock, and he did. Hard prick was pulled from the jeans. A full thick six inches.
Angela pushed her teenage hips out and rolled them. The boy grabbed at his prick and pumped.
"Go on, jack your prick, Brandon, jerk off to me, fiddle with that cock, faster, faster, squeeze. I wanna see you shoot stuff all over," Angela babbled, digging her hand into her panties and sticking a finger in her hot, dripping pussy.
When Brandon saw her do this, he pumped his prick like a jackhammer. Faster and faster to the cute, young girl who now rolled her panties down over the rich brown carpet of cunt fuzz between her legs and again stuck her finger in her pussy-slit and fucked herself.
Brandon came. His prick foamed, then big slick slops of goop spit out of his bulging cockhead.
"Jesus!" Angela gasped.
Jill watched the boy pump off, saw the cream jetting from the tip of his prick, and she too had to stick a hand in her panties.
The boy thumped out the final drop of cum and fell back spent on the desk. Janet walked to the next boy. He was tall, blonde, and had a surfer haircut. He was a good-looking muscular young man. Janet unzipped his pants and withdrew his steaming hard prick. She gasped at the length.
"Wow, look .at this prick, girls!"
Jill gazed at the eight-inch prick, shining, long, thick, the prickhead bell-shaped, beet-red.
Janet backed off, unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the floor, dipped her panties down and took them off so that she stood regal in her white garter-belt. She pulled the boy's denims down.
"Your name is Larry, isn't it?"
The boy nodded. Janet spread her legs and slid on top of him, sitting on his thighs. She reached down and clasped his prick in her hand and rubbed his prickhead up and down her juicy pussy-slit. Jill and Angela watched.
Jill couldn't take much more. She went to the final boy. He sat next to Janet and Larry.
"Hi, Brett," she cooed. "Take your prick out. Let me see."
The boy unzipped his pants and whipped out a little hard oh.
Jill finger-fucked her pussy, pushed out her hips, and said: "Jack off to me!"
Brett gasped and pounded his prick with his fist as he looked at lovely Jill. Jill had her panties down around her knees and was pushing out her pussy, rubbing her finger salaciously up and down her cunt-slit. The boy pumped faster. He, too; could not help himself; he came at once.
Janet swayed in and out, back and forth on Larry as she shoved his big cock up into her cunt and screwed her ass down, taking his thick cock-stalk inside. She fucked up and down on it slowly, picking up the beat as the hot cock burned into her pussy. She bounced up and down, put her arms around the boy's neck, leaned in and gave him a wet kiss. The surfer boy panted, trembled, sighed loudly as she bucked up and down.
"This is just about the hardest prick I've ever had in my pussy," Janet whimpered, her stroke jerky as she thumped up and down on Larry in a wild fuck.
There was one boy left. Angela went over to him. She hiked her skirt high and whipped her panties right off. She reached for his zipper and pulled it down.
"I know your name, it's Mark, isn't it?"
The boy nodded. Angela took his cock out. A hard five-incher. She grappled with the thumping prick, slid in on him as her teacher was doing, rubbed the cock into her wet pussy and slid down on the hard cockstalk.
"Let's fuck, Mark," she whispered.
Jill went back to the first boy, Bobby, who had jacked off to Janet. He was hard again. She took her panties off, too, and slid her sweater up slowly as she stood in front of him. She lifted her huge tits out over the top of her bra. She got astride the boy, straddling him.
He reached quickly for her big tits and Jill grabbed his cock. The two teenagers were locked in love, as she slid his cockhead into her cunt, and screwed down on the slick fuckrod.
Now the three girls were on top and fucking the boys as the other two students were back on a hard.
They watched until Janet said: "Jack off, boys. Jack off while we fuck. I wanna see you whack off another load while we get fucked."
They pumped their pricks as Jill, Angela, and Janet fucked faster.
"Yeah, that's it, students. A good fuck. That's right, on top like me."
Janet was a wild woman. She bounced up and down on the hard teenage prick. Jill was engrossed in her own fuck, with Bobby cupping and kissing her tits as she fucked in and out on his hard six-incher. Angela threw her head back and came with Mark. His cock fizzed off inside her. Then Janet let out a moan. Jill followed, and the classroom was filled with the sweet sound of fucking love.
Bobby's cock swelled in Jill's hot pussy. She felt the friction of their fuck bring her to the peak of a quick, but ripphng climax. The boy shot a load of cum into her cunt.
Jill shook all over. "Ah, yeah, oh-shit! So good!"
And she knew at that moment that she would always want a hard prick in her little pussy.
"I love to fuck. I love to fuck!" the sweet teenager sobbed. "Fuck me-keep on fuckin'!"
Chapter Nine
It was the day of a game at Washington High. Jill wore her cheerleading uniform to Mr. Hart's class. She looked demure, innocent, but dirty-sweet in the powder-blue skirt, so tight and scrumptious around her marvelous ass. The skirt was so short Jill knew that every time she bent oyer the water fountain she showed off her white tights. She also wore a dark-blue sweater that curved deliriously with her proud tits. She wore her hair parted in the middle and pulled straight back into a braided ponytail tied with a white piece of yarn. She had on dark-blue knee socks and blue tennis shoes. She was a stunning darling, and Mr. Hart ogled her through his entire class lecture.
After class, the teacher told her to stay, and Jill waited as the rest of the students filed out. He quickly closed the doOr and came to her desk. He took her by the hand to the front of the room. He sat her in a desk in the front row and handed her a hundred-dollar bill. Then he went to his desk, pulled out a new dildo for her. Jill gasped. It was over a foot long.
"But, sir, this is so big," Jill protested, as he handed it to her.
"Ah, just try it, my sweet one," he whispered, getting his camera out. "Take down your pants and try it."
Jill pulled her cheerleading skirt up over her shiny white bloomers. Mr. Hart took a picture. Jill tugged at the panties and pulled them down over her ass, her thighs and down around her knees, then she took them off. Mr. Hart's camera was clicking feverishly.
Jill sat in the desk, her sandy-haired pussy revealed to the teacher. She lifted the dildo. He snapped a photo. She aimed the big rubber head at her pussy and pushed. The big hose slipped in. The teacher flashed off the camera.
"Ooof!" Jill gasped.
She pushed the dildo in farther, and began fucking her cunt with the long thick rubber prick.
"Jeez, sir," she whimpered, looking down at the dildo puncturing her pussy.
Mr. Hart came over to her and pulled Jill's blue sweater up over her bulging, beautiful white soft-cup bra.
"Take them out, Jill," he whispered.
Jill held the dildo with one hand, stroking at least seven inches of the thick rubber stick in and out of her pussy. She reached up with her free hand and pulled her tits out over the bra. She slid down on the edge of the desk, spread her legs and looked sexily into the camera.
The teacher was so excited by her pristine beauty so lewdly displayed that he had trouble holding the camera still.
"This is as much as I can get in my pussy, sir," Jill whimpered as she pushed on the dildo and sent another three inches into her cunt.
"Try: a couple more inches," the man pleaded.
"I'll try, sir," Jill said, and pushed again, lift- ing her ass off the desk and taking more of the rubber prick. Again, Jill saw the monstrous bulge in Mr. Hart's slacks. The feel of the rubber cock in her pussy was bringing her to a fabulous climax, a shuddering spasm of sheer delight. Her body stiffened. Her hands worked up and down with the dildo as she fucked the big stalk in and out of her tight little cunt.
"Goddam, sir!" she bellowed. She closed her eyes and threw her head back and fucked with the rubber stick to a complete orgasm. She fell back on the chair, relaxed, feeling absolutely wonderful. But, when she opened her eyes, the teacher was gone.
Jill straightened her clothes and slipped into her white bloomers. She put the dildo in the teacher's desk, put the hundred-dollar bill away in her purse and left the classroom.
She ran into Betty Holt, one of the other cheerleaders. Betty was younger than Jill, but she filled out her blue and white cheerleader's uniform deliciously. She was only five feet one, plump, but not overweight. Most of her ripeness settled in her rounded hips. She had nice round tits for her age and exquisite legs. She wore glasses, however, and had braces on her teeth.
The two schoolgirls talked about the game coming up, and went over their routines. They ended up in the ladies room, applying lipstick, Jill a soft red, Betty a glossy pink. Both girls touched their cheeks with a dark red blush, combed their hair and went back out into the hallway. They had a couple hours to kill before the game. Betty suggested they go to the snack room and have a Coke and see if there were any boys.
Jill agreed. They went down a flight of steps to the basement area and met Mr. Brown. The teacher was overwhelmed with the stunning beauty and sexiness of the two cheerleaders. He leaned over and whispered in Jill's ear.
"I don't think so, Mr. Brown," Jill said.
But he had her by the hand and pulled her back into the girl's room. Betty, puzzled by this rudeness, followed. Mr, Brown led both schoolgirls into a toilet stall. By now, he had a giant erection. All eight inches thumped against his brown slacks. Little Betty couldn't decide what was happening.
"Wanna see his prick, Betty?" JilHtsfced.
"You talkin' about that thing stickin' up in his pants?"
"Yes," Jill whispered, and reached out for Mr. Brown's zipper. She pulled the snap down, reached in and yanked out his big cock. Betty gasped loudly. The feel of the warm erection in Jill's hands made her hot. She looked at Betty. Betty's eyes were glued to her teacher's prick.
"Wanna feel it?" Jill asked. "Like I'm doing?"
"I don't think we should be in here," Betty said, but she reached for the thick prick and drew a slim finger around the tip of the bulging cockhead.
"Ah, yes, girls, play with my prick," Mr. Brown sighed. "That's nice."
Jill bent over and kissed his cocktip, then ran her pink tongue over his spitting piss-hole. Betty blew a bubble with her bubble gum and watched in complete enchantment. Jill kissed and pecked at the tip of Mr. Brown's prick, making him moan hotly. She licked her tongue down along the side of his cockstalk to the teacher's big balls, then she kissed each one.
Mr. Brown stuck his hand under Betty's cheerleading skirt and found her thin tights all wet and sticky between her legs. He plunged his fingers into the softness and rubbed her pussy through the panties.
"Oh, sir," Betty sighed loudly. This was the first time anyone had touched her cunt other than herself. She was thrilled. She was frightened. She got hot.
Jill sucked the head of Mr. Brown's cock into her sweet red mouth, and ducked her head up and down. Mr. Brown dipped into Betty's panties as he looked into her eyes, at her cute face, her pigtails, her mouth open, her braces shining, her glasses steamy. He stuck a finger in her virgin pussy.
"No, don't!" Betty pleaded, but she made no move to stop her teacher from continuing so he went on finger-fucking her as Jill sucked his cock.
Jill pulled away from the bubbling cock. "You wanna kiss his prick, Betty?"
The poor girl was climaxing. Mr. Brown's fingers had found her fuck bud and had brought her off. She shuddered violently and fell back against the wall of the toilet stall.
"I wanna fuck this girl," Mr. Brown said. "I wanna give her my hard cockr"
"Betty, he wants to fuck you."
Betty couldn't answer Jill. She was still trembling from her climax. She simply stared at the teacher's pulsing hard prick. Jill stood up, and Mr. Brown fell to his knees before Betty. He lifted her powder-blue pleated cheerleading skirt, and then he licked his tongue over her smooth thighs.
"I'm not old enough, sir," Betty panted. But this only fired up the teacher's passion. He muffed his face into the crotch of her bloomers and licked wildly. Then he tugged them down and pulled them off. Lifting her skirt again, he saw the brown curly fuzz of her pussy. He pasted his face to the soft cunt and kissed, licked arid chewed. He was tender and loving, for he wanted to make the young girl yield. She did. She moaned loudly.
"Oooooh, please," she sobbed.
Jill sat down on the toilet. She pulled up her cheerleading skirt, whipped her panties down to her knees and stuck a finger in her pussy. She started finger-fucking her pussy while Mr. Brown snacked on Betty. He gobbled her cunt with loud smacking noises, sucking all of her little pussy into his mouth. He found her clit and bit.
Betty came. She became weak at the knees and caught her balance by grabbing Mr. Brown's shoulders. Then her body shivered, shook, quaked with a fabulous climax.
"Phew," she sighed when at last she could get her breath. "This feels good!"
Jill drubbed her fingers in and out of her cunt, humping her ass off the toilet seat as she came with them. She needed a prick. She loved pricks, and that was all she could think about as she came-that and the realization that all girls her age secretly want to be fucked and sucked by an older man like Mr. Brown.
"Shit!" she yelped. "Shit, fuck!"
And she fucked herself into another flaming climax as Mr. Brown got up from his knees, held Betty's little skirt up with one hand and humped way down, spreading his legs wide. He fisted his cock and shoved the cockhead into the fuzzy curls of Betty's pussy.
"Whoooo!" Betty moaned. "No, sir, don't do that to me. Don't try to put your peter in me!"
"My prick. I want to put my prick in your pussy, Betty."
"No, sir, don't!"
"God, let him," Jill panted. "God, let him fuck you. If you won't, I'll let him fuck me."
But Mr. Brown already had lodged the head of his prick in Betty's cunt. He shoved and gave her two thick inches of his eight. She loved the feel of the warm erection penetrating. She liked the hot flow better than when she fucked herself with her finger as she did every night before bed. There, fully clothed, his cock sticking out of his open fly, the teacher screwed his cock into the tiny young girl.
"Jeez, Jill, he's got that big peter in my-in my.."
"He's got his prick in your pussy."
"Yeah, yeah. That's it!"
Mr. Brown fucked hotter and harder, faster and faster. Betty was nailed to the wall of the toilet stall. Jill slid down on the edge of the toilet and fucked her finger furiously into her pussy again.
Betty getting fucked in the toilet stall was one of the most exciting things Jill had every seen. Her braces shone brightly from her open mouth, and Mr. Brown plastered them with a spitty-hot French kiss. Betty's pigtails were pinned behind her. The teacher's cock was plunging in and out of her pussy. He had stuck his cock in a full five inches now, and Betty instinctively fucked back at the teacher; following his plunge, she'd roll her ass and push her hips at his sawing prick.
"Goddam, you guys are really fuckin' good," Jill whimpered. "Fuckin' and kissin' each other. It's beautiful. It's so damn beautiful."
She stared hungrily and diddled her cunt with a hammering stroke.
"Mr. Brown!" Betty gasped. "Oh, sir. I'm gonna feel good!" she yipped. Then she came. She shuddered, pushed her hips at his big prick and climaxed as he spilled his hot load into her tight little cunt.
"Oh, you guys!" Jill yelled.
"I'm cummin'!" the teacher barked, and he hammered his cock harder into Betty's pussy.
Betty and the teacher fucked off their climax. Suddenly, he pulled out, dipped to his knees and crawled between Jill's legs. He kissed her thighs, licked the toilet seat around her pussy, then sent his tongue snaking into her wet cunt-slit.
"Jeeaazzz!" Jill gasped.
Betty watched intently as she caught her breath, and it wasn't long before she stuck a finger in her pussy and started fucking herself.
Mr. Brown ate at Jill's pussy, and she lay back, splayed out on the toilet. She wanted to scream in delight, to say all kinds of things, but she simply lay there and let the older man pleasure her, bring her to the peak of delight, which he was happy to do.
Chapter Ten
What was Mr. Hart up to? This question bothered the sweet, young Jill. Oh, she enjoyed posing for him, she certainly liked the money he was giving her, but what did he want-only pictures? All the other teachers, all the other students wanted to fuck her.
He surely had the equipment, because she had seen that huge bulge in his slacks when he took the pictures of her. Perhaps he developed them, then jacked off to them. This thought thrilled
Jill, but still she wondered if there wasn't something more on his mind.
She decided to put some of the money he had given her to use. She went out and purchased a shiny, brilliant white merrywidow corset with half-cups for her tits. It had two white garter straps. She also purchased a pair of dark nylons and a thin pair of white nylon bikini panties.
She had noticed that this was what Miss Lang wore when she made the boys so hot and had them jack off to her. Jill slipped into the merrywidow, snapped it tightly in the back so that it hour-glassed her fine figure, making sure her big teen tits sat up high over the cups like two sweet honey dews. She slipped on the panties which were extra-tight, thin, and puffed out at the front by her pussy hair. She snapped the garters into the dark nylons and added a pair of white high heels. Then she covered them with a pink dress with white lace on the hem and around the neck.
She was hoping Mr. Hart would keep her after class and make her model for him. He did. When they were alone, he pulled out his camera. She waited for the dildo, but he didn't give her one.
"You look nice today, Jill," Mr. Hart said.
She did look nice. Her brown hair was bobbed into double ponytails, her lips were glossed in a bright pink and her cheeks had been touched with a very provocative red. She wore white button ear-rings. She stood before the teacher, a picture of teenage delight.
She unhooked her dress and took it off. She stood in her merrywidow, nylons, heels, hose, and her pussy-packed white panties.
The teacher took one look and damn near fainted.
"Oh, my God!" he gulped.
"You like?" Jill asked.
He pulled out a hundred-dollar bill and laid it on his desk for her. "Oh, yes. Yes, Jill!"
He snapped a picture of her. Then he snapped another. Jill turned around, bent over, put her hands on her knees and rolled her ass. He took more pictures.
When Jill turned around, she noticed that enormous bulge in his slacks again. No doubt about it. She had turned the teacher on. She looked divine. Her sweet girl-child body, so succulent, so fine, wrapped in the sexy lingerie had the man panting.
Mr. Hart put the camera down. He came over to Jill. He knelt down in front of her. His hands caressed her thighs, he felt her panties and clutched her ass as his tongue licked the creamy smoothness of her thighs above the nylons. He licked along the garter straps, then finally he kissed her panties flush on the crotch.
This excited Jill. She rolled her hips at Mr. Hart. His tongue slobbered at her panties. Then he peeled them down over the rich, sandy-haired cunt. He kissed her sweet pussy tenderly, almost in reverence.
"Yes, yes, sir,!' Jill moaned.
He kissed her cunt lovingly, opening his mouth to slither his tongue up and down her juicy cunt-slit.
He had her panties down on her thighs in a slim roll. He finally got up. The bulge in his slacks looked like a hammer. Jill eyed the tent it formed at his crotch.
Mr. Hart unzipped his pants, unbuckled his belt and pulled them down. He wore no shorts. The biggest cock any woman could ever hope to see snapped up.
"Oh, Jesus Christ!" Jill gasped. "Sir, that's-that's-" "Bit big, isn't it?" "How big, Mr. Hart?" Jill asked in total amazement.
"A full fourteen inches," the man replied proudly.
So, that's why he hadn't tried to fuck her! His prick was too big. Now it all became clear. Jill trembled at the sight of this big, beautiful prick. The long cockstalk was hard, bending upward in its erection. His cockhead was like a big orange. His balls hung down between his legs, fat and bulbous.
So this was why he had her fuck herself with the big dildoes-to get her ready for this-this huge horseprick.
"Oh, sir, it's so-so beautiful!" Jill stammered.
She reached out and clasped her hand around the stiff cockshaft about halfway down. His cock was thick too. It burned her hand it was so hot.
"Are you gonna try and fuck me with this, sir?" Jill whispered.
"Yes, yes I am, Jill," Mr. Hart replied.
Then he pulled the beautiful schoolgirl to him. He held her tightly to his long, lean body. Jill felt his huge prick flatten against her tummy all the way up to her big tits. Mr. Hart put his arms around her and kissed her full on the mouth, a long lingering French kiss. Jill became light-headed. The enormous cock thumped against her as Mr. Hart pushed his hands down into the luxury of her exquisite teenage ass.
Mr. Hart broke off the kiss, pulled back away from Jill and gazed at her lithe, young body encased in the shiny merry widow her plump tits set up over the bra cups like big scoops of slick jelio, her sandy pussy, the garter-straps taut to her nylons, the white high heels.
His cock was hard as iron. It wobbled excitedly. Jill couldn't take her eyes off the bulging prick. Mr. Hart again kneeled down. He put his hands on her hips and twisted her around so her ass was level with his face. He pushed her panties down so they rolled out just above her knees. He clutched the globes of her ass. They were smooth as eggshell. He mushed his face into her ass and slicked his tongue like a whip up and down her tasty asscrack.
"Oooooh," was all Jill could manage; just a little gasp of pure pleasure. She bent over slightly, put her hands on her knees so as to better expose her delightful rump to the teacher.
She was a picture of beauty, bent over like that in the sexy lingerie, her ponytails slipping forward, her bangs jutting across her forehead. Her mouth open as she undulated her ass in sweet circles.
Mr. Hart's tongue wiped her ass, up and down her asscrack, and then he sent it tickling at her asshole.
He did. His tongue swabbed and wiggled at her assbud, sending glorious shudders of pleasure through the young girl. His hands clutched tightly to her asscheeks, his fingers pinching the alabaster skin as his tongue twirled and twitted up her asshole.
This unique pleasure continued until Jill shuddered with delight and thrust a finger into her pussy and started fucking herself.
Just then, the door to the classroom banged open and Angela and little Betty walked in. Angela shut and locked the door.
"Ah, ha!" she chuckled. "We thought you two were up to something in here after class every day."
"Holy shit!" Betty exclaimed when she saw Mr. Hart's fourteen-inch prick standing firm.
"Good grief!" Angela cried. "My God, look at that prick!"
Mr. Hart stood up. "Now, girls, you must do as I tell you, then you'll have a wonderful time here this afternoon. Otherwise I will give you both F's in your classes."
He got his camera and handed it to Angela.
"I want you to take pictures," he said. Then to Betty: "And you, young lady, you watch and learn all you can."
He leaned into Jill. She still had her back to him. He fisted his cock, guided it between her thighs so that the cockhead and at least a foot of cock jutted out from Jill's pussy.
Angela focused the camera and snapped a picture. Jill reached down and grabbed the steaming prick with both hands.
"It's almost like I have a prick," she whispered, then began a slow pump on the big hard fuck-stalk.
"Bend my cock back and fuck the head against your pussy," Mr. Hart said to Jill.
She underhanded the big prick and pulled it backward, maneuvering herself into position. Then she mashed his cockhead into the wet softness of her pussy. Mr. Hart began a slow pumping stroke from behind, plunging the long prickshaft against Jill's hand.
Angela took a picture. Betty stood by the teacher's big desk and watched.
"Jesus!" Jill gasped out. "Feels wonderful!"
She rubbed the head of his cock into her pussy, slicing the hardness up and down her cunt-slit, controlling the throbbing mass with her hand.
But Mr. Hart had had enough of this. He pulled his cock out of Jill's vise-like grip and turned her around. He again knelt before her and took off her little white panties. He took them off and brought them to his lips and kissed them. Then he stood up. Betty gasped and covered her mouth with her hand at the sight of his huge horsecock.
Mr. Hart guided the monster cock to Jill's pussy. He humped down, holding the long cockshaft level between them. Jill reached out and got her hands on the stalk. Then the teacher pushed and slipped the big head into Jill's cunt. He started a slow fuck-stroke. He humped down, his big balls swinging, his huge cock like a pipe between him and Jill.
Angela took a photo of them fucking like this, and Mr. Hart heaved and pushed. He sent seven inches of cock sliding into Jill's pussy.
"Whew-shit!" Jill whistled. She looked down at the big fuck rod and held onto it with both hands.
"He's pushin' all that cock in her cunt!" Betty blurted.
Betty had on a cute sailor outfit. She pulled the dress up over a pair of pink panties and rubbed her pussy through the nylon.
The teacher shoved and humped and pushed three more inches into Jill. He was in up to ten inches now, and there was still prick left between the two lovers.
"Oh, God, sir, I don't know," Jill whimpered.
"Betty," the teacher said. "You come over here and suck on Jill's tits for her."
"Oh, no sir."
"Do as I tell you. Right now!" he barked.
Betty dropped her dress and came over to the fuckers. She ducked her head in between them and kissed Jill's tits. "Like this, Mr. Hart?"
"Suck them, goddamit!" he retorted.
Betty sucked.
Jill was almost faint with desire. The big cock stuffing her pussy, sawing in and out, the young freshman sucking on her tits. She loved it.
Mr. Hart humped and pumped, fucked and bucked, his balls swinging, his cock slipping two more inches into Jill.
"Enough!" Jill cried. "I can't take anymore!"
The teacher pulled up short of four inches and began fucking her good, humping back and forth, ramming the huge prick in and out, sawing back and forth.
Angela snapped pictures of the hot action, the cock and cunt, Betty sucking tits, and the face of Jill, etched in passionate desire.
"Oh, you guys!" Jill yelped. "I'm gonna cum!"
Betty had taken to rubbing her cunt again, her hand up under her sailor dress as she sucked on Jill's tits, all the time watching the slip and slide of the big cock fucking Jill's pussy.
"Okay, now!" Mr. Hart shouted.
Jill felt his cock shiver and throb. She felt the heat in her pussy, then the splash of hot cum raining into her.
"Now-now-cum now!" Mr. Hart babbled.
"Shit-fuck-now!" Jill yelled. "He's juicing me! He's shooting cream in me, you guys, oooooh, shit!"
Jill came violently with her teacher. His cock fucked into her with a deep sawing penetration. Mr. Hart threw his head back and stifled a scream. His body shook. Betty gobbled at Jill's tits, and Jill went weak, slipping into a fucker's swoon.
Angela kept shooting pictures, but her pussy was dripping wet, her panties all sticky and gummy at the crotch.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck me, you dirty sonofabitch! You dirty old man! Fuck me!" Jill sobbed, as she reached the absolute pitch of pleasure, the tiny ripples of feel-good spreading throughout her body.
"You dirty little prickteaser!" the teacher shouted. "You hot little slut!"
"Jesus Christ!" Betty whispered. She stuck her hand in her panties and fucked her pussy just as she, too, came. Her braces scraped Jill's nipples and sent Jill into another spasmodic, jerking climax.
Angela ran out of film. She threw the camera aside and yanked her dress up. Underneath, she wore a pair of cotton, candy-striped panties, the crotch pulled tight into a sweet muffin.
She dug her hand into the panties and stuck, a finger in her sticky cunt.
"Oh, God, you guys," she whimpered. "I need to cum, too."
Her knuckles bulged the crotch of the panties as she finger-fucked herself furiously. She held the dress up around her waist with her free hand; it was a beautiful sight.
Mr. Hart finished shooting his load into Jill's pussy. He gasped, trembled, then pulled back slowly, his cock withdrawing from her juicy cunt like a long pipe.
Betty stood and watched, her hand finally reaching down to feel the monstrous prick, which was gleaming with cream, all wet and slimy. She moved her hand back and forth along the cockstalk.
Mr. Hart finally had his prick out of Jill. Jill stumbled to his desk and leaned back against it, gasping, panting for breath. Angela stood in the center of the room, fucking her pussy with her finger, and Betty dropped to her knees in front of the teacher. He pulled her back up into his arms and kissed her, then slid his hand under her little sailor dress, fingering up her thigh and rubbing her pussy. His tongue slithered into the girl's mouth, and he licked at her braces. His hands went behind her and he clutched her soft little ass. His throbbing cock, dripping from his fuck with Jill, began a slow rise again.
Jill watched from the desk. Angela came.
"Oh, jeez!" she cried, bending over further and fisting her cunt. "I'm gettin' off, you guys."
"Go on, cum!" Mr. Hart said, breaking his kiss with Betty. "Cumming is beautiful!"
Mr. Hart's cock reached a full erection again. This was a dream come true for him. To be so involved with three gorgeous schoolgirls in his classroom, to have his freak cock hard, to have them see it, play with the hardness, fuck him.
"Why don't you stick your tongue up Betty's shitter, like you did me?" Jill suggested.
The teacher smiled at Jill, unhooked Betty's dress and took it off. He slipped her panties down, so that she stood wearing only her white bra, then he turned her around, knelt and stuck his tongue straight up her asshole.
"Whoooo!" Betty yelped. "Oooooh, boy!"
Then Jill had an idea. She went to the desk, opened the bottom drawer, and sure enough, there was a selection of big dildos. She found a long pink rubber dildo with cockheads on both ends. She took the big prick out of the drawer and went over to Angela.
"Take your dress off," Jill said. Angela did. Jill took one end of the dildo and inserted the head into her cunt. She moved toward Angela.
Angela grabbed the dildo halfway up and rubbed the head against her pussy, then stuck the rubber knob in.
This delighted Mr. Hart. He watched them fuck each other with the big rubber prick as he slobbered his tongue up and down little Betty's delicious ass-crack.
"God, this is good!" Angela whispered.
"Yeah, fuck back at me, when I push," Jill said.
They were beautiful, fucking each other with the dildo, and Jill loved the feel of the hardness inside her cunt.
Mr. Hart got up. He turned Betty around, aimed his fourteen-inch prick at her pussy, narrowed in, and slid the bristling squirting head up and down her slick pussy-slit.
"Sir, don't put that big thing in me!" Betty cried. "I can't take that prick!"
"We'll see," Mr. Hart answered.
He shoved, pushed and sent four inches plunging into Betty's pussy. He took her to the floor at the same time, leaning over her, his cock stiff as a board, and most of the stalk not yet in Betty's cunt.
"That's all I can take, sir!" Betty sobbed.
Mr. Hart started fucking her slowly, shoving just the four inches in and out of her cunt. Angela and Jill fucked with the dildo and watched the teacher and Betty on the floor below them. Jill pumped the rubber prick hot and hard at Angela. Angela pumped back. Mr. Hart fucked down into Betty's cunt and gave her two more inches.
Betty was overcome with desire. She threw her head back and spread her legs, but Mr. Hart knew he could only get six inches of his big cock into the darling girl, so that's how he fucked her, in and out with the front six inches of his monster prick. Betty lay there enjoying every minute of this delicious fuck, her head twisting from side to side, her pigtails swishing on the floor.
His stroke was fast. Betty bounced her teen queen ass and his cock cut into her pussy with thick juicy strokes. Angela and Jill fucked the dildo, holding onto the middle of the stalk with their hands.
Suddenly, everybody came. Betty moaned and whimpered, as the teacher shot off a wad in her young pussy. Jill and Angela looked in each other's eyes seeing there the reflection of each other's pleasure. Jill bit her lip as she came. Angela's mouth opened wide and she gasped for air.
"Oh, shit!" Jill yelled.
"Yeah, shit!" Angela called.
Mr. Hart's cock pumped out a load of hot, thick cream, and Betty, overwhelmed with the rush of her orgasm simply fainted.
Chapter Eleven
The next day in Janet Lang's class, the three girls had a surprise for her. They arrived early, and after a brief discussion with Tank, they took their seats before any of the other students had arrived. Tank went to the front of the room and crawled into the space in the middle of Miss Lang's desk, a big square opening where her chair sat, an opening that was not visible on the other side of the desk.
The students filed in, then Miss Lang. She sat down to take roll as was her custom. She had on a bright yellow skirt and black sweater, nylons, and black heels. Her long blonde hair was done up in a Farrah Fawcett style, and she looked more than ever like the pretty film star. Tank quickly ducked his head up her skirt and licked along Miss Lang's warm thighs.
"Ahaaa!" she gasped, then dipped her head and saw Tank sliding up her skirt as his tongue flapped at the crotch of her yellow panties. She had a puzzled but delighted look on her face. She stopped calling the roll. Jill smiled knowingly at her and winked.
"Well, we'll dispense with the roll today, class," she said. "I see Tank is the only one missing."
Right then, Tank yanked her panties down, slipped them along her fine nyloned legs, and buried his face in her blonde pussy.
"Oooof, ah, whew!" the teacher whispered.
She began her lecture, and Tank slicked his tongue fervently up and down the slit of her cunt. Janet got more and more hot and turned-on, sitting there talking to the class while a student snacked on her pussy. She tried to look composed. Jill watched her. Her pussy moistened. She thought of Mr. Hart's huge prick and shivered. Tank lapped wildly at Janet's pussy, and she spread her legs, sliding dawn to the edge of the chair to give him more room to pleasure her.
The beautiful teacher leaned back farther in her chair. Her legs came apart wider. Tank sucked her cunt. She held her book with one hand and slid the other down to her pussy and exposed her clit for the boy. He bit and nibbled her hot fuck-button, and Janet swooned into a shudder of delight.
Jill's pussy was dripping wet, and she imagined Angela and Betty were both as hot as she was, sitting in class watching their teacher get her pussy eaten.
Janet let out a whimper, and Jill could tell she was cumming. She wiggled in her chair, thrust up her hips, but managed to continue for a moment with her lecture, then her breath caught in her throat.
"Ahhaaa," she whispered.
The whole class looked on. Somehow, she managed to regain control, and she finished the lecture flushed with embarrassment.
After class, Jill started down the hall. Janet caught up with her.
"That was very sly putting Tank up to that, Jill," the teacher said.
"I thought you'd like it."
"I'll have to repay the favor some way."
Jill laughed and hurried off to Mr. Hart's class. After the period, he kept her sitting in her desk as the other students left. She tingled in anticipation of seeing his big cock again.
He quickly went to where she sat and he took hold of her.
"I've not been able to get you off my mind," the teacher blurted, pressing her body to his, kissing her hotly on the mouth, his tongue a slobbering poker, hot, wild wet.
His hands went behind Jill and he rolled his palms over her skirt, over her fine ass. Jill felt the expansive rise of his horseprick between them. She could see the way the stalk bulged and bent to her.
She reached down and grasped his cock, running her hand over the length of it. This thrilled her. Just the feel of a cock excited her, and this cock was special.
"Do you want to take pictures today, sir?"
The man was trembling.
"Oh, yes, let me take some of you-some pictures of you doing dirty things."
Jill hiked her skirt up over a pair of white nylon hipster panties with scalloped lace at the crotch, very thin so you could see the brown fuzz underneath.
"How 'bout if I stick my hand in my panties and play with my cunt, sir?" Jill whispered.
She dipped -her hand into her panties and shoved a finger in her pussy. She put on a lewd expression, her mouth open, her tongue lolling on her lips, her eyes full of "fuck-me" passion.
"Oh, yes, that's dirty," Mr. Hart agreed, and he began taking pictures quickly.
"Are you gonna pay me today?" Jill asked.
He put the camera down and laid a hundred-dollar bill on his desk. Jill went to the desk, slid up on top, lay back and slid her skirt up. She spread her legs, and again she stuck her hand in her panties, knuckling them out. Mr. Hart snapped more pictures.
He took several shots of her doing dirty things on the desk, fucking herself and playing with her tits, which she revealed by pulling the camisole up around her neck and sliding her panties down around her knees.
"I can't stand it," Mr. Hart said. "You're too damn much, too beautiful, too sexy." He put the camera down, leaned over the desk and kissed her. His hand fluttered to her cunt, and he stuck his finger in the melting goo.
"Let me see your prick again, Mr. Hart," Jill demanded.
He unzipped the fly on his gray trousers and took them down. His prick was holstered in a specially made pair of briefs. He took them down, and his big cock slammed up, hard and wobbly.
"Shit!" Jill hissed. "It's wild. It's beautiful!"
Mr. Hart got up on top of the desk and moved himself over the top of Jill. She grabbed his cock as he lowered his body onto her. The big cockhead mashed into her soft pussy.
Jill was ready for the hot feel of the prick as it thrust into her.
"Jeez," she panted. "God, sir, you're putting your prick in my pussy again:"
"Hot pussy!" he groaned, and humped his ass high then banged down, sliding his cock deeper into Jill's cunt.
He shoved halfway, giving Jill a full seven inches, and began a fuck stroke, sawing the hard prick slowly into her pussy.
"You're fuckin' me, Mr. Hart. You know you shouldn't be fuckin' me, sir, I'm too young. What if we get caught sometime?"
"Those are all the reasons I should fuck you, my sweet darling. And I don't care if we do get caught. I'll take you away from here, take you with me. I'm rich. My parents left me a million dollars."
His cock slicked in and out of Jill's pussy. She loved the way he pumped the big cock into her. She spread her legs and managed to pull her little skirt up so it bunched around her waist. Mr. Hart clasped her tits. Jill wrapped her golden legs around him, gripping his ass with her feet.
"A million dollars?"
"Yes, for you. You're a million-dollar fuck."
The words thrilled Jill. She bumped her schoolgirl ass off the desk fucking up at him as hard as she could.
Mr. Hart gave her twelve inches. Jill's pussy was tight as a cat's ass around the huge cock. The teacher huffed and puffed, humped and pumped. His balls swung low and banged up against Jill's sweet ass.
"I just wanna fuck all the time, sir. Is there anything wrong with that?"
"No, Jill, no not at all. I want to fuck you all the time."
Jill's head shook from side to side, her long ponytail scraped the desk. She pushed her hips up to meet the teacher's hammering cock. She squirmed and writhed below the man until suddenly she came, climaxing wildly, shaking and quaking on top of the desk. Mr. Hart fucked into her like a madman, sticking his prick deeper into her pussy, ramming her until she shook.
He shot his load.
The hot splash of his cream seared Jill's cunt. She whimpered like a baby, shuddered and came again with him, tingling all over as his cock spurted big, thick chunks of cum into her.
"Yah!" the man whimpered.
"Yes, sir, you dirty bastard! You're fuckin' me, and I'm only a young girl."
"Oh, Jill-Jill darling!" he moaned.
"Come on, fuck my little-girl cunt!" Jill yelped. "Come on, fuck me, Mr. Hart!"
His cock slugged her pussy in hot, fast slides. Jill came again, three times in a row. Wonderful. She had never felt such pleasure and exhilaration.
She reached behind Mr. Hart and slid a soft finger up his asshole. This made the humping teacher spill out even more cum into her overflowing cunt.
"Oh, ahhhaaaamm!" the man shouted. He spilled his last gob of cum and fell spent on top of Jill. He shook and trembled. Jill was floating on the glow of her multiple orgasm. She lay with him, the student and the teacher, cock and cunt on top of the desk in the classroom.
Mr. Hart lifted off Jill, then turned her over on her stomach on the desk. Her ass was elegant. Such a smooth, beautiful humping teenage curve; tight, bald, perfect. Mr. Hart caressed the cheeks of her ass with his fingers, spread her ass crack, bent over between her legs and kissed her asshole, a long hot, open-mouthed kiss.
"Shit!" Jill puffed. "Kiss my asshole, sir. Oh, yeah, like that!"
Jill lifted up off the desk a little, offering her fine ass to the wild teacher. He turned his hot kiss into a Frenchie, his tongue twirling into her assbud. Jill loved this. She swooned to the lightheaded feeling. He stuck a hand between her legs, curled his fingers under and into her pussy as he tongued her asshole.
"Mmmmm, mmmm," he groaned.
"Mr. Hart! Mr. Hart!" Jill stammered. "You're a good asshole eater, you're good, so good, sir!"
His finger fucked her pussy. It was though he had stuck his finger in a plate of hot butter.
Jill ground down on the twirling tip. She fucked at the finger.
"I'll bet you wished you could have a picture of us like this, don't you?" Jill whispered.
"Mmmm, mmmm, oh God, yes! I'd love that," Mr. Hart said, giving up his tongue-fuck. His big cock was hard again. He lifted up to his knees behind Jill.
"What do you do with all my pictures, sir?" Jill asked.
"I jack off to 'em."
"Ooooh, God-I love that!"
"Do you!"
"Yeah, I'd like to see you jack that big cock. I'd love to watch and pose dirty for you while you beat off. Jesus, yes!"
"I'll do it for you tomorrow after class if you'll wear something sexy," he said, turning Jill over on her back once more.
"Oh, I will, I will, Mr. Hart!"
He was down on her again with his cock. It slicked back into her pussy. The slide felt even better this time to Jill. The slick heat of the friction made her cunt spasm and cream again.
He slid one arm under Jill's neck, leaned down and kissed her hotly as they fucked. Jill threw her arms around the teacher, horseshoed her legs and fucked back to the plunging prick.
Jill bucked hard. It was a hot fuck, the sound of fucking filled the room. They broke their kiss. Jill blew a big pink bubble with her bubble gum.
"Oh, yes, princess, blow bubbles while we fuck," Mr. Hart stuttered. "Blow big juicy bubbles while I prick you."
Chapter Twelve
Jill bought some new underwear. She slipped into a pink corset with adjustable shoulder straps and garters. She snapped the garment in the back so it pulled tightly around her waist, making her hips look ripe and rich. She adjusted the shoulder straps to lift the cups of the bra up and give her tits a spilling look. Then she wiggled into a pair of pink nylon panties, a French bikini cut with candy stripes. She hooked a seamed pair of stockings into the garter straps, and to complete the alluring attire, she slipped on a pair of white high heels.
Over this she put on a virgin-white dress and set off to school. When people asked her why she was so dressed up, she merely told them she had an appointment for a job.
Mr. Hart couldn't wait to get the class out of his classroom. Jill stayed behind. She looked so fetching in her white dress, and when she pulled the thin material slowly up her fine legs, showing Mr. Hart her stockings, her panties and her garters, he started shaking.
"Oh, baby!" he panted.
He took a picture of her. Then he stripped down, tearing off his clothes until he was nude. His cock was like a big long torpedo, thick and shiny.
Jill took her dress off. She looked dirty-sweet in the lingerie, the heels, and Mr. Hart loved her for it. He grabbed his cock and stroked the thick shaft.
"That looks good, sir. I like to see you play with your prick like that."
He pumped his hand, jerking in and out on his cock, then brought his other hand down and grasped the prickshaft with both hands and jacked.
Jill tugged her panties down and let him look. "Wanna see my pussy, sir? Will that make you hot? Well, here, look, here's my pussy for you to look at while you beat your meat."
"Oh, God!" Mr. Hart gasped.
"Jeez, that looks good," Jill said, her eyes glued to his jerking fist.
Mr. Hart pumped his prick, humped his ass, fucked his fist as he looked at Jill. She rolled her hips lewdjy, showing off her cunt, her sexy lingerie. She slicked her tongue out over her pink-glossed lips. She did a bump-and-grind. Mr. Hart gasped and thumped his cock faster. Jill slowly drew a finger up her thigh.
"Wanna see me finger my pussy, sir?" she teased.
"Phew! Oh, yes, yes!"
Jill rolled her pussy, her legs set apart, a beautiful girl-child dressed like a woman, looking like a woman. Her hair was parted in the middle and flowed to a long ponytail. Her lips were ripe and moist. Her bushy pussy magnetized the teacher's stare. He fucked his fist wildly.
Jill sat down on a desk. She plopped her tits up over her bra cups. Then she fucked her finger into her wet pussy and jiggled her clit.
She stared with passion at the cock-jerking teacher. It was incredible. His cock was so long, so big, his hands fluttering and fucking.
"Oh, sir. Jack off to me."
"You look so goddam good," he gasped.
"Fuck your fist to me, go on, beat your meat, sir, I wanna watch you jack your prick."
The teacher stood over her, his cock close so Jill could gaze upon his fist-stroke as he beat the big fucker. He pumped hard. The big cock-head looked like a red ball. Strings of cream spilled from his piss-hole.
Jill spread her legs and fucked her finger faster into her cunt. The excitement of the moment intoxicated her. She loved watching the teacher beat his cockmeat. She wanted to see his big prick squirt.
"Fuck your fuckin' fist, sir. Jack off tome. I'm hot for your prick, Mr. Hart, pump the big sonofabitch and make all that stuff squirt out!"
Jill splayed herself obscenely on the desk, fucking her pussy, rolling her hips, blowing big pink bubbles with her bubble cum.
Mr. Hart moved in and shoved his cock into the musny bubble. He split it, and as the cum wrapped around his cock, he came. A gush of cream jetted from his cock, a thick chunky load that flew at Jill's pretty, young face and splashed onto her .cheek.
"Sir, on my face, squirt all your stuff on my face, on my tits! Cum, sir, jack and pump and cum!" Jill urged, a hunk of bubble gum clinging to her chin.
The slave teacher whacked his prick with wild strokes as his huge prickhead spurted one blast of come after another at the schoolgirl.
A simmering glob of cum splattered into her bangs and matted them to her forehead. Another jet of juice caught her on her pink lips.
Then Jill came. She pulled forward, her panties around her thighs, her legs spread, her ass humping, and she spasmed uncontrollably, giving in to the feeling that raced through her.
She was covered with cum. A big puddle of cream bubbled between her big tits. Her pussy quivered with her climax. She watched Mr. Hart pump his cock faster and faster until the final drop of fuckjuice had been drained.
Then they came together in a wild kiss. Jill licked her tongue at the man's mouth. Cum dripped from her face. He licked at the juice. She made him so hot his prick did not wilt, instead the big cock stayed up hard and mean. Jill grabbed his prick.
"Let me beat you off, sir," she whispered, and sat down on the seat of the desk as the teacher stood in front of her. She pumped slowly on the big cock, grasping the big fuck-rod with both hands.
"Do you really have a million dollars, sir?" she asked.
"Yes, that's not a lie."
"And you jack off to my pictures."
"That's no lie, either."
"And you wanna fuck me too?"
"Oh, God yes!"
"Take me down, Mr. Hart. Take me down on the floor and fuck me."
Jill went to her knees with the teacher in a hot embrace. She lay back on the floor. Mr. Hart removed her panties. He stuck his cock into them and wiped cum on the crotch, then threw them to the floor.
Mr. Hart lay over her, his cock throbbing on her tummy. Jill grabbed the hot fuck-rod then pulled the cockhead to her pussy and stuck it in.
Mr. Hart fucked up and down. Jill fucked back. She excited the man so much he trembled and shook. His heart pounded. His huge cock was rock-hard.
"And when you're not fucking me, you'll jack off to my pictures, sir?"
"Yes, yes!"
He pounded his cock into her cunt. The young girl was lost in emotion. She loved his big prick. She looked down between them to see the great shaft, rigid, glistening with cum, slipping in and out of her cunt. It drove her. wild to see the huge prick ravishing her fuckhole.
As Jill expected them to do, Angela and Betty walked through the door. Jill smiled up from the floor with a proud fucker's look.
But then, hot on their heels, Janet and Mr. Brown came in. Janet was mesmerized by the sight of Mr. Hart's big prick.
Mr. Hart shot another load in Jill's cunt and the young girl screamed with delight as she came with him. He fell on top of her in a hot heap, panting and gasping.
He pulled out and got up. Janet looked at his cock which now started to go down from its enormous erection. She knelt in front of Mr. Hart and massaged the big thick prick. Betty got down on her knees and so did Angela, and the three of them began licking, kissing and playing with the wilted cock.
Mr. Hart didn't need coaxing. His cock rippled back to another hard-on as the girls kissed his cockhead and ran their tongues along the immense fuck-shaft. Mr. Brown took down his pants., His eyes were on Jill. He went to her where she lay on the floor. He pulled out his cock and got down on top of her. He shoved his prick in her pussy.
"You little prickteaser!" he whispered in her ear.
"You big bad teacher, you're gonna fuck me, and you know you shouldn't. You could get in trouble for fucking me," she whispered back. She let him shove all eight inches into her hot little cunt. He fucked up and down, almost as if he were doing push-ups. Jill fucked her little ass off the floor and let him drill her.
"I've never seen anything like this. What a prick!" Janet exclaimed. She got up and pressed herself against it in her brown tweed suit. Mr. Hart lifted her skirt and fingered her white panties. Janet helped him get her panties down and off, then leaned back against his desk and waited.
Angela and Betty crowded close to watch. Mr. Hart leveled his cock at Janet's pussy and pushed. Janet took half of the long fuck-rod and Mr. Hart reached out with both hands and fingered Angela and Betty, as he fucked his prick further into Janet.
"Oh, Miss Lang, he's really fuckin' you!" Angela cried.
All Janet could do was nod her head. She was too intent on looking down at the big prick-pole sawing back and forth, in and out of her creaming cunt.
Mr. Brown was humping Jill with brutally fast strokes, his body like an ironing board, his cock slipping up and down, ducking in and out of her pussy.
Jill was lost in ecstasy.
"I'm gonna tell my daddy on you, Mr. Brown," she whispered in his ear. "I'm gonna tell him you fucked me with that big prick."
"Yes, tell him, Jill. Tell the whole world," the teacher panted.
"You're a lewd old man, aren't you, sir."
"And you like it," he answered.
"Yeah, yeah, fuck cock to me, you dirty man!"
Mr. Hart fucked Miss Lang and fingered the two students at the same time. Mr. Brown fucked hotly on Jill until he came. Her pussy was so full of cream that most of his load spilled out and trickled down her thighs to a lake of cream on the floor.
"You sweet little cunt," Mr, Brown barked as he poured out his load into Jill's pussy.
Jill was so dizzy from the erotic delight that gripped her, she couldn't answer. She simply came again, her whole body moving and writhing below the man as she reached orgasm with a little-girl whimper.
She bit his ear, ran her tongue inside and whispered: "I'm only a little girl, you dirty bastard!" "Shit!"
Mr. Brown seemed to faint. Jill pushed him off, rolled him over on the floor, then straddled him. She pushed her pussy down on his face, but the man was out. Jill was flattered. She got up and watched as Mr. Hart drilled Miss Lang. He had her nailed to his desk. Jill dipped to her knees behind him and licked her tongue up his asshole.
"Oh, jeez," the man whispered. His cock got bigger in Janet's pussy. Jill's tongue reamed his asshole fast and furious. She caught his fucking stroke, and now the man was simmering with passion for the four girls.
Mr. Brown regained consciousness. He stood up, shook his head, and walked over to the desk. "Let me fuck another one."
He pulled little Betty away from the group. The cute little honey with the braces came eagerly to him. Mr. Brown kissed her flush on the braces and stuck his hand under her pleated blue skirt. He unbuttoned her white blouse and took her tits out of the little soft bra. He fisted his cock at her ripe pussy and shoved his big cock-head through her wet, slippery pussy-slit.
He fucked at her standing up, his legs spread, his ass piledriving his prick into the young girl. Betty was ready. She had learned how to fuck and the more she fucked, the more she wanted to fuck again, so she was happy to have the big prick plunging into her cunt, and she fucked back at the teacher in a swinging slow-motion.
Jill ate out Mr. Hart's asshole, felt it constrict as he shot his third load of the day in Miss Lang's pussy. She licked faster and hotter as she felt the man tremble. She knew he was filling Janet with cum.
"I'm cummin'!" Angela shouted.
"Me too!" said Janet.
"Fuck me!" Betty called to Mr. Brown.
"Isn't this wonderful," Jill whispered as she pulled back from Mr. Hart's asshole.
The room was on fire with fuck-hot passion. This was what school was all about, to get an education, and Jill thought she was getting one of the best a student could get.
She stood up, went to Mr. Hart's desk and withdrew the double-headed dildo. She stuck one end in her pussy, and took the other end to Janet, who was now gasping, raving from her climax with Mr. Hart. Mr. Hart pulled back and let Jill shove the dildo in Miss Lang's pussy. Miss Lang looked down at the hot rubber prick.
"We wanna fuck each other," Jill said.
"Yeah, please. Fuck me!"
The fucking in the room, the slick creamy sound of cock and cunt made Mr. Hart run for his camera. He jostled around the room, snapping pictures of Betty and Mr. Brown fucking, of Jill and Janet, of Angela standing there not knowing quite what to do.
Mr. Hart finally put the camera down and went to Angela. He shoved just the head of his cock in her little pussy and started fucking her.
This was the perfect peak of love, Jill thought. I could do this all day.
"If you're not fuckin' and suckin' you're just takin' up space!" she shouted joyfully.
When Mr. Hart heard Jill yell this, he loved her to the point of obsession.
Chapter Thirteen
Mr. Hart's talk about the million dollars lay heavy on Jill's mind the next day at school. He must have it, she thought. He'd been giving her a hundred dollars a day all semester.
Jill dressed sexy. She wanted to please Mr. Hart. She wore a light yellow T-shirt and a pair of jeans that looked as though they had been glued on. What an ass-what a beautiful nymphet ass! What tits! Her big tit-globes pushed against the yellow sweater and looked like sweet honey dews.
The jeans crunched up in tight blue wrinkles at her cunt. She thought this might turn her teacher on. It did. He drooled over her the entire class.
Their meetings after class had become so regular, she simply sat in her desk and waited. Today she had her hair parted in the middle and combed out on all sides, flowing, shiny, pretty.
Mr. Hart stood looking at her in her desk. Jill smiled seductively. She saw the big bulge in his slacks.
"I like when you get a hard-on like that," Jill said.
"You make my prick hard," the teacher answered.
Jill got up and went to where he stood.
"May I take your prick out and see, sir?" she whispered.
"You may indeed, Jill."
Jill unzipped his fly and dug deep. She couldn't get the big snaking, thumping cock out. She unbuckled his belt and took his pants down, she reached in his shorts and grabbed the big prick.
She fisted the thick fucker and jerked her hand slowly in a sweet masturbation.
"Sir, about the million dollars-" Jill began, pulling and pushing the skin of his prick back and forth.
"I thought you might ask," the teacher said. He pulled away from her, walked to his desk, and withdrew savings passbooks, several of them. "Take a look at these."
The passbooks had huge balances. There were several big cash deposits. Jill smiled. "And you want to run away, sir?"
"Yes, as soon as possible."
"And no one will find us?"
The teacher shook his head.
Jill grabbed his big, beautiful cock again, her hand slicking underhanded on the thick fuck-stalk. She pumped faster and faster on her teacher's prick.
"I'd like to go, Mr. Hart," she whispered.
"When?"
"As soon as possible. I left a note for my parents this morning that I was running away, and that they were not to worry about me."
Her hands worked faster on the teacher's incredible cock. She got both hands on the throbbing prickshaft and pulled and pushed faster and faster.
"You will? Right away?" Mr. Hart stammered.
"If you promise you'll jack off to me once a day and fuck me once a day."
"Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes!"
Jill picked up speed, her hands danced on the big cock. She beat the thick fucker until the head bulged obscenely and frothed out a load of cum.
Jill caught the flying goop on her neck. It dribbled down into her T-shirt, down to the cleavage of her bra.
"Jill, Jill!" Mr. Hart moaned as his cock splattered thick goop onto pretty skin.
She jacked him off good. It was probably the best hand job he'd ever had.
"And you'll pay me to pose and fuck for you?" Jill asked sweetly.
"Absolutely," the man panted, his cock still spitting out cum.
Jill worked both hands like she might be pumping a dry well, but this well wasn't dry. The cum kept shooting, big hunks, thick like paste. She jacked on his prick until Mr. Hart finally fell to his knees in a daze.
Tears flowed from his eyes. He sobbed uncontrollably.
"What's wrong, sir?" Jill asked.
"I'm so happy," he whispered.
Jill smiled, patted his head, and blew a sweet pink bubble with her bubble gum.
