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CHAPTER SEVEN

All hell broke loose about two weeks later when Julie Russell caught the coach fucking Bonnie in his office. Feeling scorned, the blonde teacher immediately reported it to the principal, and because of her sudden hate and jealousy for the girl, she also reported the incident of Bonnie in the store room with Kevin and Doug.

When the three men were confronted with the accusation they didn't try to deny it. Asked who the girl was, neither the coach nor the two basketball players was able to identify her. All they knew about her was that her name was Bonnie and she hung around the football practice field after school.

Within a couple of days, it was discovered that the girl in question was named Bonnie Cooper who was an eighth grade student at the grammar school. The girl was called to the principal's office and asked if she would sign charges against the coach and basketball players so they could be prosecuted.

"Why should I?" she said, staring Mr. Harwood, the school principal, right in the eye.

"Because they molested you," he explained. "They must be punished."

"But I enjoyed it," she said in a soft defiant voice. "And I don't want them punished."

"But, Bonnie," he said in a dismayed voice. "We can't allow depraved coaches and athletes to seduce girlren. Those perverts must be brought to justice."

"Oh, bullshit," snapped the girl. "I wanted to fuck as much as they did."

"Bonnie!" he gasped. "Where did you learn such foul language?"

"In your Goddamn school," she giggled. "Where the fuck do you think I learned it?"

When the defiant girl had been dismissed, the principal went through the school records until he found the emergency phone number to reach Bonnie's mother when she wasn't at home. Calling the store where she worked, he asked Sharon if she could come into his office tomorrow afternoon.

"I don't get off work until five o'clock," she explained to him.

"I'll wait for you," he answered. "Bonnie is in a lot of trouble and it's important that I talk to you."

It was late and the school building was almost deserted when Sharon finally got there after stopping off for two beers.

"Come in," said a voice when she knocked on the door to the principal's office.

Entering the room, she was surprised to see that the rather stern appearing man was quite attractive. He was a towering man with dark eyebrows and a thick head of silvery hair.

"Mr. Harwood?" she asked as the man rose from behind his desk.

"Yes," he said in a crisp business-like voice. "And you're Mrs. Cooper?"

"I am," she smiled.

Studying her shapely bare legs under her short tight skirt as she moved across the room, the principal thought how cheap and vulgar she looked.

"Won't you sit down," he said, indicating a chair opposite his desk.

He was shocked at the amount of bare thighs she was revealing as she crossed her legs in her short tight skirt.

"Now," she smiled, settling back in the chair. "What is this all about?"

"Hasn't Bonnie told you?"

"No," answered Sharon. "She was in bed when I got home last night."

"I see," he mumbled, biting on the end of a pencil as his eyes unconsciously focused on her bare thighs. "What do you know about her social life or her friends?"

"Not much," admitted Sharon. "With me working so much, we really don't see too much of each other."

"Are you aware that she's quite a promiscuous girl?" he continued with a cold gleam in his blue eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"She's been fooling around with some men," he explained.

"So what?" giggled Sharon. "All girls flirt around a bit."

"I'm sorry," he explained. "These aren't mere flirtations. Bonnie has been having sexual relations with adult males."

"Me you serious?" she gasped, completely shocked at what he was saying.

"It's very serious," said the principal. "She was caught in the act and admits it, but she refuses to sign a complaint."

"Why won't she sign it if she was molested?" Sharon asked.

"Because," he sighed. "Bonnie says she enjoyed it and did it of her own free will."

"Then there's nothing we can do about it, is there?" she smiled at the principal.

"Yes, there is," he grinned for the first time. "If you'll sign the complaint as her mother, then we can bring the scoundrels to justice."

"But if Bonnie enjoyed it as you say," smiled Sharon. "Then why should anyone want to sign a complaint?"

"I can't believe you!" shouted the principal. "You're as depraved as your daughter."

"Listen, teacher man," hissed Sharon walking right up in front of his desk. "If Bonnie enjoys fucking and wants to do it, more power to her. A piece of ass would probably do you some good too."

"Don't be so damn vulgar," he said in a disgusted voice. "I think you'd better leave now."

Without saying a word, she walked across the room and bolted the door from the inside.

"What are you doing?" he gasped when the woman began unbuttoning her blouse as she slowly walked back toward his desk.

"I'm gonna take care of your cock," she giggled, tossing the garment onto a chair, deliciously exposing her big braless tits. "What you need is a nice hot fuck."

"Get out of here!" he half shouted, his eyes staring wildly at her big juicy nipples.

"Just lower your voice," she threatened him. "Or I'll scream for help, and when the janitors find you with a naked woman, I'll eagerly sign a rape complaint."

Glad that she'd left her panties on the stock room floor when one of the mail clerks fucked her during the coffee break this afternoon, Sharon teasingly picked up the hem of her short skirt and began slowly raising it right in front of the principal's eyes. He stared as if hypnotized as the woman slowly lifted her skirt higher and higher up her creamy naked thighs until her fluffy red pussy hair became visible beneath the hem. When her pink, desire-swollen slit was fully exposed, the horny slut began undulating her delicious crotch around in front of his eyes. After a short pause, she continued lifting her skirt up over her softly rounded tummy until her cute dimpled belly button was saucily winking at him.

Tucking the hem under her chin to hold it up, she reached down and daintily parted her slippery pink cuntlips with her fingers, giving him a good look at the slick hot inner flesh of her dripping twat.

"Isn't that a sweet pussy?" she whispered, rotating it around in front of his eyes. "Wouldn't you just love to lick it if you had the chance?"

"Certainly not," he answered in a disgusted voice.

"That's all right," she smiled. "Now start taking off your clothes."

"What?" he gasped as she lowered the zipper on the side of her skirt and stepped put of it.

"You heard me," she hissed, walking nakedly toward the door. "If you haven't started taking your clothes off by the time I count to three, I'm going to let out the loudest fucking scream you've ever heard."

Realizing that the woman meant business, the principal rapidly removed all of his clothes until he was standing there in nothing but a pair of boxer shorts.

"Take those off, too," she taunted, slowly walking back around the desk to where he was standing.

When he'd done as Sharon ordered, she told him to sit down again. Staring at the thick limp prick that was dangling down between his legs as he sat on the chair, Sharon dropped to her knees in front of him.

"You'd better not make me scream," she threatened when the man tried to push her hand away when she reached for his soft pecker.

Despite his fear and revulsion for the woman, the man felt a stirring deep in his groin as Sharon's soft cool fingers began moving butterfly-light over the sensitive flesh of his thick pole. Against his will and wishes, he could feel his entire body responding as his cock started swelling and throbbing under her sensual ministrations.

"Oh, God!" he gasped as her soft fingers teased up and down his now fully erect prick-shaft.

"D'ya like it, teacher man?" she whispered.

"I guess so," he moaned. "But it's all so filthy and wrong."

Sharon could tell that she was starting to turn him on so she slipped the fiery head of his cock into the wet softness of her hot juicy mouth. She knew this was probably a whole new experience for the man and as she gently sucked on his twitching rod, she could feel his whole body convulsing toward a climax. Wanting to mercilessly tease the man and postpone his ejaculation as long as possible, Sharon quickly released his prick from her mouth when he was on the very verge of shooting his wad.

"Jesus Christ," gasped the excited principal. "Why the hell did you stop?"

"Oh, Mr. Harwood," she tormented him. "You just said what I was doing was all filthy and wrong."

"It is," he trembled. "But you didn't have to stop just when I was ready to come."

Moving away from him, Sharon sat her naked ass on the edge of the desk and smiled down at the seated man.

"Did you really wanta come in my mouth?" she whispered, suggestively running her tongue all around her moistly parted lips.

"God," he panted excitedly. "As long as we've gone this far, you might as well have finished me off."

"But you said it was filthy and wrong," she teased. "But I'll suck you off if you really want me to."

"Oh, please," he panted his big thick cock throbbing up from between his legs.

Dropping to the floor in front of him again, Sharon once more leaned forward and flicked the tip of her wet tongue against his big blunt knob.

Holding his throbbing prick straight up in the air she began licking the sensitive underside of his dick as if it were a lollipop.

"Oh, God!" he moaned, feeling the hot wetness of her tongue swirling around his cockhead.

Lowering her head further, and opening her mouth as wide as possible, Sharon wrapped her soft juicy lips around the head of his prick. Sharon was thrilled by the taste of the clear lubricating fluids that were drooling out from the slit on the end of his knob.

"Oh, God," he panted, the suction of her lips making him feel as if she were sucking his asshole right out of his throbbing cock. "I'm almost there… almost there!"

Lurching with excitement, the principal stared down at his dick as her softly ovaled lips slid up and down. His entire spit-drenched shaft was stained a bright red from Sharon's vivid lipstick, adding an obscene excitement to the depraved act she was performing.

"Oh, God," he cried out as the woman took more and more of his thick boner into her frantically sucking mouth. "Don't stop! Keep sucking! I'm almost there! Oh, shit, here it comes!"

Squeezing the base of his shaft to try to hold his ejaculation back, Sharon quickly pulled her mouth away from his rod, wanting to torment the man as much as possible.

"What the hell are you doing?" he roared. "You Goddamn bitch, I was ready to come."

"I know," she whispered, taking his hand and leading him over to the couch. "I want you to come in my cunt, riot my mouth."

"Jesus Christ," he roared. "I don't give a shit how you do it, but for Christ's sake, bring me off!"

"Okay," she whispered. "Lay on your back."

When he'd done as Sharon suggested, she faced him on her knees and straddled his loins. Taking his stiff shaft in her hand, she slowly lowered her hot dripping slit until she was able to tease the tip of his cock around between her slippery cuntlips.

The principal thought he'd go wild when she lowered herself further down, her hot, oozing hole deliciously swallowing his bulbous knob, her warm slippery juices trickling down over his trembling cock shaft.

"Jesus Christ," he moaned, watching as she began rotating her slit in a circular motion, slowly sucking his disappearing cock into her writhing belly.

Once his big boner was completely buried in her grasping cunt, the woman began fucking up and down over it, bringing the man closer and closer to a wild ejaculation. The principal was frantically thrusting his prick up to meet every downward plunge of Sharon's juice-slickened pussy. Feeling the man's body tensing for his inevitable climax, Sharon quickly moved off his cock and jumped to her feet.

"What the shit are you doing?" he roared, still humping his thick boner up and down at the empty air.

"Not a Goddamn thing, you asshole," she shouted. "If you think what I was doing was filthy and wrong, just jack yourself off. I wouldn't bring you off if you were the last mail on earth."

"You dirty rotten bitch!" he roared, roughly gasping her arm and throwing her back down on the sofa. "You'll wish I were pompous when I'm finished with you."

"Please, Mr. Harwood," she sobbed, unable to believe that this pussy cat of a principal could turn into such a raging tiger.

"Shut up, you fucking prick-teaser!" he bellowed, his huge naked body towering over her.

As the frightened redhead tried to get up from the sofa, he roughly shoved her back down to a sitting position, her legs flying open as her bare ass landed on the edge of the cushion. Dropping to his knees in front of her, the enraged principal held her thighs open with his sweaty hands. Sharon tried desperately to draw her knees together, but she was no match for the furious man's strength. He slowly forced her widely spread knees back against her shoulders, exposing the full length of her furry open slit to his drooling eyes. With his nostrils filled with the pungent scent of her steamy twat, the enraged teacher began slowly running his wet tongue up and down through the hot slippery folds of her juicy cuntlips.

"Listen to me, you dirty prick-teaser," he panted. "I'm gonna use you any Goddamn way I want to use you."

"No," she sobbed. "Just leave me alone, you rotten bastard."

Ignoring her pleas, he let out a wild roar and drilled his tongue deeply into her swampy hole, burying his face in her soft red pussy hairs. Sharon pushed her ass deeper into the cushion, trying to escape his slobbering mouth and tongue, but the man reached under and grasped her buttocks, lifting her slit up tighter against his slavering mouth.

Despite the circumstances and deep dislike for the principal, delicious tingles began rippling through her loins as his hot wet tongue and slippery lips slid salaciously up and down between her legs. He began plunging his tongue deep into her tasty pussy, then withdrawing it to tease her quivering clitoris. As much as she disliked the man, Sharon couldn't control the hot cunt juices that began flowing out all around his tongue and face.

Glancing down, a wild ecstasy raced through her trembling body as she watched his wet, glistening face excitedly feasting between her now willingly spread legs. The room was filled with the wet slobbering sounds of his mouth mixed with his grunts and groans as the man's head bobbed frantically up and down between her soft creamy thighs. All resentment had left Sharon's mind, and her sensual body was wildly responding to the delicious cunt-lapping that was filling her with such intense ecstasy.

"Oh, God!" she squealed when he sucked her hard clit into his mouth. Digging her fingers into his thick gray hair, Sharon desperately pushed his face down deeper into her dripping-wet pussy while arching her crotch up, offering every bit of her cunt to his thirsty mouth.

"How did you like that, you fucking prickteaser?" he sneered pulling his juice-drenched face out from between her legs.

"Don't stop," she whimpered. "I was ready to come."

Ignoring her, he spread the woman out on the couch and crawled up between her open thighs. Clutching his massive boner, he nosed his swollen cockhead in between her desire-swollen cuntlips.

"Get ready, prick-teaser. You're gonna get, it now," he gasped, violently plunging the length of his thick shaft up into her cunt with one powerful thrust.

"That's it, baby!" she whimpered with joy when he began rhythmically fucking his cock in and out of her twat.

As the tempo of his violent fucking increased, every thrust of the man's rod was driving Sharon closer and closer to an orgasm. The feel of his deliciously thick boner slamming into her belly was blowing her mind, and the woman knew she couldn't stand too much more of this fantastic ecstasy.

"Oooooooooh, baby!" she panted, her head flopping crazily from side to side as he furiously pumped on top of her. "You're really fucking now."

Thrilled at the thought of his thick jizz gushing into her twat, Sharon lifted her knees and spread her legs even wider, exposing even more of her hairy slit to his glorious assault. Feeling her approaching orgasm building up in her writhing loins, every nerve and muscle in her body was tensing for the impending climax. Prom the feel of the man's fast jerky strokes, Sharon could tell he was about to shoot his wad.

"Here it comes, you rotten prick-teaser!" he shouted, rearing back and viciously slamming the whole thick length of his cock deep into her belly.

The feel of his slippery hot sperm flooding into her cock-squeezing cunt triggered Sharon's overpowering orgasm.

"Christ, baby!" she squealed, writhing under his lurching body. "I'm coming, baby! Fill me up! Cream me good! Oh, shit, I'm coming… commmmmiiiiinnngggg!"

Screwing her hot cunt up around the base of his spewing cock, Sharon was floating on a cloud of ecstasy as he filled her twat to overflowing with his thick rich sperm.