"Wet dream schoolgirl" - читать интересную книгу автора (Parker Victoria)

CHAPTER EIGHT

After Mr. Hall had fucked Miss Preston, she left, and he walked to the door with her, kissed her goodbye, and rubbed at her pussy up tinder her skirt.

"You better get your clothes on and get back to your office," she said, and left the lab.

Mr. Hall walked back to the middle of the lab and said, "Okay, Angie, you can come out now."

Angie dropped her skirt, pulled her yellow panties back up, and whispered to Darcy, "Come on, he knew we were here."

Darcy wiggled her pink panties back around her sweet, thin hips, and she straightened her skirt. The girls walked out from behind the high counter.

"Oh, my," Mr. Hall said. "Two of you, huh? I'm surprised to see you here, Darcy."

"She came with me to watch, sir," Angie said.

"Well, did you like what you saw? Did it make you hot?" he asked.

"Yeah." Angie replied.

Mr. Hall, his cock dropping down to a fat, creamy thickness, stood in front of them, his lean, muscular body rippling. Darcy's eyes were wide. She was so cute with her freckles, her brown-framed glasses, her pretty face, her body.

"Did you get hot, Darcy?" he asked.

"Uh-huh."

"Come here."

"Huh?"

He took her by the hand and pulled her sweet, beautiful body to his naked muscles. He kissed her, stuck his tongue in her mouth, fanned his hands on her ass, and his prick thumped back to a rigid hard-on that stuck out into Darcy's gray skirt.

Mr. Hall pulled her skirt up.

"I'm gonna fuck your panties like I did Anne's," he whispered. "You take my prick and rub it on your panties, Darcy."

"Oh, oh, oh. Jeez, ah…" Darcy said.

He took her hand and placed it on his humping cock.

"Rub it on your panties," he instructed.

Darcy got an over handed grip on the thick cock, then manipulated the prick-tip against her pink panties, and she liked the hard ball-like knob flubbing on her cunt. He bent his legs at the knees and humped in and out to her.

"Now you stick your finger down in your panties, stick it in your pussy, Darcy, and then let me taste," Mr. Hall said.

"Okay, okay," she huffed, sticking her hand into her panties, sticking a finger into her sopping pussy, then bringing it all out, gooey and slick. Mr. Hall sucked her finger into his mouth.

"Mmmmmm," he mumbled, taking the finger out, "that's a sweet, delicious-tasting pussy, Darcy."

"Ah, ohhhh," she muttered.

"Lemme stick my hand in your panties, Darcy, and get some more of that good stuff," Mr. Hall said, dunking deep into her pink undies.

No man had ever been in the girl's pants before, nor had she felt the slide of another's finger in her cunt, so when Mr. Hall fish hooked his finger into her dripping pussy, it wag as if she'd been plugged into a jolt of electricity. She trembled wildly. Mr. Hall sliced his finger in and out of her cunt, giving the darling lass a good hot finger-fucking.

His cock-tip rubbed against the knuckled panties. He leaned down and kissed Darcy's precious, quivering lips, stuck his tongue into her mouth and fucked it around in rhythm with his slicking finger.

When they broke the kiss, Darcy gasped, moaned softly, and shuddered.

"I'm cummin'!" she cried.

"Good," Mr. Hall whispered, "good, come on, cum then!"

Angie stood by watching the hot action. Mr. Hall beckoned her over closer. "Pull your skirt up!"

Angie lifted the hem of her skirt and showed him her tight yellow panties. She looked so cute standing there with her raised skirt, her cunt-packed yellow panties, her blue knee socks, and blue and white saddle shoes, her tit-filled blue sweater.

Mr. Hall kept plugging his finger at Darcy's pussy. The darling's glasses had slipped down on her nose, and she gracefully reached up and pushed them back into place, heaving one more sigh of pleasure from her cum.

"Lemme taste your pussy, too, Angie," Mr. Hall said.

"I don't think I should let you taste it," Angie teased, playing Miss Preston's game with him.

"Oh, darling, but I wanna," he sighed, shoving his finger in and out of Darcy's cunt, knuckling out her panties, while the girl clutched his cock tightly.

"Well, what are you gonna give me?" Angie asked.

"Anything your heart desires, darling."

"I want twenty dollars."

"Okay," he said.

She dipped a hand in her pants, stuck her finger in her juicy cunt, withdrew it and offered it to Mr. Hall who sucked and licked the good goop off.

"Mmmm, both you girls have real scrumptious pussies," he whispered hotly.

Mr. Hall reached down and stuck his tongue in Darcy's mouth as he worked her panties down. He bent at the knees, got the pink pants on her thighs just above the knees. He whirled Darcy around, then fell to his knees and slicked his tongue up and down the crack of her ass.

"Ah!" she shouted. "Oh, gee whiz, Angie, he's lickin' my ass."

"I can see what he's doin'," Angie said. "He's a nasty, naughty guy, isn't he?"

Darcy was so hot, so excited. She had no idea sex could be so wonderful, so thrilling. Mr. Hall's slobbering tongue slithered up and down the crack of her hot ass, and it was like a feather back there diddling, tickling her to towers of pleasure.

"Ahhh! Oh, jeez! Whew!" she babbled. She held her gray skirt up with her hands, offered her tight, round ass to the gobbling teacher.

He finally sent his tongue swirling at her asshole.

"He did that to me, too," Angie said, "he licked my asshole, too the last time."

Mr. Hall clutched the round cheeks of the ass, spread them and wobbled his wild tongue on Darcy's tight rim. Angie watched in excited fascination at the way his face mashed into Darcy's ass, how his cock throbbed and spurted gobs of cum. The thick splats of goo splashed on Darcy's knee socks.

"Here, I'll finger you while he does that," Angie said, and slicked her finger into Darcy's pussy.

Now she was completely gone. She knew she was going to faint from ecstasy. She started to cum. Her body shivered as though she'd just come in from a freezing day. She continued to quake, then she shuddered violently.

"I'm cummin', I'm feelin' it!" she cried. "Oh, Gawd!"

Angie fucked her finger into Darcy's pussy. Mr. Hall screwed his tongue on her asshole. The darling, freckle-faced lass, the beautiful teen quivered through a fabulous climax.

"Oh, I feel so good! So damn good!" she yelped. "Oh, shit! He's biting my ass, Angie!"

"I know he is. He's good at it, isn't he?"

"Oh, yes. He's real good at lickin' my… ahhhhh, shit! I'm cummin' again!"

Ripples of delight, one ribbon of satisfaction after another raced through Darcy's body, making her feel new heights of pleasure, a new plateau of incredible satisfaction. And she knew at that moment that she would always love sex, would always see it as the only expression of true love.

Mr. Hall finally got up. His horse-prick wobbled from side to side. His nuts hung low. He faced the two beautiful girls. "I wanna fuck!"

He took his cock in his hand and guided it to Darcy's pussy. He plunged the big cock-head into the lips of her pussy. The slit opened, then sucked on the throbbing plum-like cock-top.

"Ah, shit! You got your cock in me!" she cried.

"Quite true, and I'm gonna fuck you, Darcy. How would you like that, would you like to fuck?"

Angie stuck her finger up Mr. Hall's ass.

"Whoof! Jeez, Angie, you gonna fuck my ass?"

"Yeah, while you fuck Darcy's cunt."

"Ah, oh, he's got his big prick in me, Angie," Darcy panted, her voice quivering, trembling, hot with passion. She tucked her cute chin in and looked down and watched the slick, sluicing cock punching in and out of her tight pussy.

The erotic threesome looked good. Mr. Hall was bent at the knees, humping his prick in and out of Darcy's cunt. She stood holding her skirt up, her panties a tight stretch of pink on her knees, her legs tapered into her knee socks. Angie stood off to the side, watching, and curling one arm behind Mr. Hall so she could fingerfuck his asshole.

"I'm cummin' again!" Darcy yelped. "Oh! Oh!"

Mr. Hall reached out with one hand and stuck his finger in Angie's ass. She shoved her own finger in her cunt and started fucking herself.

Darcy shuddered and gulped through a vibrating climax. Then Mr. Hall took his cock out of her pussy and began jerking on the huge erection.

"Look, he's masturbatin', Darcy," Angie said.

Mr. Hall pumped furiously until his prick exploded and pasted a big load of cum all over Darcy's belly, her pussy, her gray skirt. "Gee!" Darcy huffed. "He's shootin' off all over me. It's hot!"

"Hot cream," Angie murmured.

"Ah, girls, girls, girls! So wonderful, both of you!" Mr. Hall muttered.

His prick spewed a thick hot load that seemed as though it would never stop. Once it did stop, then his cock pulsed, bulged, and began showering more cream at Darcy.

The freckle-faced darling stood in wide-eyed amazement watching the torrent of juice pour from the big mule-cock. "Oh, my," she whispered. "Oh, my!"

When he finished coming, he dropped again to his knees and pushed his face into Darcy's cunt. He began lapping his long, wild, wet tongue over the fuzzy curls. He slicked up and down her cunt-slit, then sucked the whole pussy into his mouth and nibbled.

"He's chewin' my pussy, Angie!" Darcy exclaimed, looking down, watching.

"Howls it feel?"

"Oh, good, good. Real good," Darcy sighed softly, tossing her head back, closing her eyes, holding her skirt up, and pushing her hips outward, grinding her muffin pussy at Mr. Hall's greedy mouth.