"Miss hot pants schoolgirl" - читать интересную книгу автора (Parker Victoria)

CHAPTER TWO

That evening Missy walked home from school. Her mind was filled with thoughts about her experience with Mr. Maxwell. He had made her feel so good with his finger. A swoosh thrilled her tummy when she thought about his hard cock, the way it bulged out his little jockey shorts. She shuddered when she thought about how he shot-off.

She never believed an A could be so easy to get. This excited her, too. She walked nine blocks to the house where she lived with her old grandma. Missy's parents had divorced when she was nine and neither of them wanted to bother with her, so she was taken in by her grandma. She was a senile old woman hung up on religion. Missy tried to stay away from her as much as possible.

At home she snuck to her room. She lay down and hiked up her skirt. She stuck her hand in her pink panties and put a finger into her cunt. She spread her legs and fucked herself as she thought about the handsome cock Mr. Maxwell had offered her. She came quickly.

The next morning, Missy selected a pink denim skirt and a tight dark blue sweater with white pumps to wear.

She walked to the kitchen, took a bottle of orange juice out of the fridge, took a long gulp, and went out the back door so she didn't have to talk to her grandmother.

The skirt was so tight that it hugged her ass shamefully. Her cute swing and sway was super sexy. She walked the hall at Marlboro High.

Mr. Maxwell caught up with her. He walked beside her.

"Hello," he said.

"Say, do I have to come to class now that I have an A?" Missy asked.

"Yes, you better, but you don't have to do any assignments or homework. You best be there for the tests too, so no one gets suspicious. Okay?"

"Sure," she said.

"Look, there's fifteen minutes before class. Why don't you come to my office for a while?"

"Why?"

"I'll show you something," he said.

"You'll like it."

"Okay, then," she said.

She waited near the water fountain for a minute, then walked to his office and went in. Mr. Maxwell was standing beside his desk. He took her in his arms and kissed her.

"No, don't," she whispered.

His hands caressed her incredible curvy ass. He cupped the asscheeks and squeezed. His cock leaped to a thick, throbbing hard-on. Missy felt the bulge against her.

"No," she whispered.

"I have this for you," he said, pulling away from her. "I wanna do what we did before, okay."

He handed her a crisp, fifty-dollar bill.

"Huh… what?" Missy said, surprised, staring at the green cash.

"Take it. It's yours. It's for you, Missy," he said.

"Well, I mean… well really, sir. This is for me?"

"Sure."

"What do you want me to do for it?"

"You know," he smiled.

"Masturbate your cock again, like yesterday?"

"Okay."

"Oh, darling," he gasped, his hands roaming on her hips.

He slid her skirt up, higher. Higher the pink denim went until it was on her waist again, revealing her pussy-packed white panties.

"Oh, baby," he whispered. "That looks good!"

He dipped quickly to his knees. His tongue lapped on her beautiful sweet thighs. He licked up into the crotch of her panties.

"Mr. Maxwell!" she blurted. "You're lickin' my panties."

"Mmmm, mmmmm!"

"I don't think you oughta be doin' that, sir."

But he was. His huge tongue flapped at the nylon panties, lapping at her pussy through the crotch. He opened his mouth wide and sucked on her panties, got some of her crunchy cunt and nibbled.

"Oooooooh, wow! Ssshhhh!" Missy huffed hotly.

Her passionate moans and groans excited Mr. Maxwell. He reached behind her and clutched the cheeks of her ass.

"Mmmmmmm," he mumbled.

He chewed on her cunt through the white undies, sucking, licking, and nibbling. She was hot as fire. She leaned against his desk. Planting her feet solidly on the floor, she pushed her hips out at his obscene tongue.

Mr. Maxwell tugged at her panties, got them down on her thighs, then lapped his tongue into the spritzing cunt, licked the thick fuzz, and slicked his long tongue up and down her delicious cunt slit.

"Ah! No! Oh! Ah!" Missy whimpered, her chin tucked in as she looked down, watched her handsome teacher applying a wild tongue to her pussy.

"Jeeeeeezzzz! Ah! Mmmmmmmffff!"

His fingers pinched the globes of her eggshell slick ass. He sucked her cunt into his mouth and chewed.

"Oooooooh, ahhhhhh, mmmm!" she moaned excitedly.

He licked, chewed, nibbled until she shuddered violently. She was jerked forward at the waist. She stiffened. She came. The rolling waves of climax vibrated her whole body in a shimmering shudder.

"Ahhhh!" she yelped. "Oh! Ooooooh!" She had never felt this good.

She didn't think it possible to feel this good.

But she was feeling this good. She loved cumming. She shook and trembled as the climax rippled through her, and made her float high on a plush ride of pleasure.

Mr. Maxwell got up. He took his pants down. His cock was huge in his jockey shorts. Missy again became excited by the sight of his shorts all spiked out like that.

He stripped them down and his cock wobbled out.

"Jerk me," he said.

"Okay," she whispered, and grabbed his prick.

"Yeah, honey."

"Should I do it like I did it before, sir?"

"Yes."

"But, I… are you gonna squirt all over me again?"

"Yes!"

"Ooooooh. Jeez!" she whispered, her hand gripping his cock in a velvet vise. His prick throbbed in her tiny hand. She underhanded him. She slid her hand in and out. She pumped fast.

"Yes, yes!" he said, looking down, watching her action. He reached out and plugged a finger into her cunt. "We'll masturbate each other, okay?"

"Okay."

She pumped. He fingered. They were hot. "Sir, your finger… it's… it's…"

"Good, huh?"

"Ooooh, sir, we're masturbatin' each other. Golly!"

"Feels wonderful, doesn't it?"

"Yes," she huffed.

"I love you, Missy."

"Oh, sir! What?"

"I said I love you."

She pumped harder. Faster. He came.

"Sir! Here it comes!" Missy yipped. "Oh, look! It's squirtin', sir."

"Ahhhhhhhh, honey!" he choked, cumming, feeling the vibration that he liked so much.

He fingered her hotly. He could hear the slurping sound of their hand action.

"Oh, sir. Here I come! I'm feelin' that feeling again! Oh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She shook. He shuddered. His cock spit wild gobs of cum at her belly. She worked hard, underhanding his cock. Her elbow was extended. Her thumb stuck out. She jerked him. It was almost as if she was shaking a pair of dice in front of her. He slugged her pussy with his finger.

They came off together. His load was hot, creamy, and he let it roll. The grabbing cream spit at her. She watched the eruption, fascinated at how she could make him shoot like she was doing.

Finally their passion subsided. They were breathless. Mr. Maxwell took his hand out.

"Guess you better wipe that goo off," he said.

Missy took the fresh, crisp hankie and worked it over her belly, thighs, her pussy, and cleaned off the thick scabs of drooping cream.

"I guess we better go to class," he said.

"Okay," she answered, pulling her panties up.

"Wait," he said. "Lemme have your panties, Missy."

"Huh?"

"I want those panties."

"I don't know what you mean."

"I can have 'em in my pocket while I lecture, and you can sit there in the front row knowing I'm playing with your panties while I'm up there in front of the class. I'll get all hot and cream my shorts."

This suggestion thrilled Missy. "Yeah, but sir. I'll have to go around without any panties on."

"Yeah, I know. Don't you love it?"

"Oooooooh, you want my panties?"

"I better not, sir."

"Here, I'll give you twenty dollars, okay?"

"Well. I guess it's okay," she said, taking the money.

She wiggled out of her panties, then handed them to Mr. Maxwell. He took the white undies and put them in his sports coat pocket.

"Sir, should we be doin' all this stuff. I mean…"

"You like it, don't you?"

"I love you. Don't you understand that? If a man loves a woman, like I love you, anything is permissible. Men and women should always have excitement in their life, Missy. That's what's wrong with most relationships, most marriages. They deteriorate into mindless, boring exercise."

"Well…"

"See, I love you, Missy. I really love you. I'd like to marry you, take you away, be with you forever."

This statement overwhelmed the darling schoolgirl.

"Jeez!" she mumbled.