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CHAPTER TEN

Angie was in the school cafeteria having a soda. A young man who had had his eyes on her for weeks strolled up and sat down. He was a blond, shaggy hair, a handsome young face. He was near six-feet tall and lean.

"I'm Wayne," he said.

"Hi," Angie responded.

They chatted for a while. Angie knew Wayne of course. He was on the football team. All the girls were crazy about him. He was quite direct for his age and came right out and said, "I would really like to date you, get with you."

"You would, huh?"

"Yeah."

She looked into his handsome face, his sparkling blue eyes. "And do what?"

"Anything!" He smiled.

She smiled back knowingly. Mr. Hall had told her he was meeting Miss Preston in the biology lab that afternoon. She suddenly thought maybe Wayne might like watching, too.

"Well, in just a few minutes there's something happening in the biology lab I know about. Mr. Hall and Miss Preston get together in there a lot."

"Yeah?" he said, perking up. "What do they do?"

"Play around and stuff."

"Jeez, no kiddin'," Wayne exclaimed.

"Yeah. I caught 'em in there and I know they're gonna be back this afternoon. Wanna go watch 'em?"

"Sure."

They left the cafeteria and walked to the lab. They positioned themselves behind the high counter so they could peek out. Wayne put his hands on Angie's hips, leaned in, and kissed her. It was a sweet kiss. She felt him press into her, felt the rise of his prick against her. She pushed into him, rubbed against it lightly.

He slid his hand between them and rubbed at her pussy through her gray skirt. She did the same, sticking her hand down between his legs on his jeans and clutched at his hard-on.

He lifted her skirt and rubbed her pussy through her yellow panties. Angie unbuttoned his fly, took Wayne's prick out and held it. It was a nice hard six inches. She squeezed on the stalk.

Just then Mr. Hall and Miss Preston walked in.

"Shhhh," Angie whispered. "We have to be quiet so we can watch 'em, okay?"

"Okay," Wayne said, his hand flipping out behind her, feeling her marvelous ass.

Dave and Anne slipped into the empty room. He took her in his arms and kissed her, his tongue licking over her delicious red lips. His hands fanned out behind her and plunged into the incredible luxury of her fine ass.

She kissed him back and pressed her gorgeous body against him. His prick was like a iron bar. She felt it throb wildly against her.

His hands cupped the cheeks of her ass, squeezing them gently, his fingers pinching into the pliant softness, rolling over the outside of her tight, black skirt.

"Oh, Anne!" he gasped, breaking their kiss. "I love you so damn much, honey."

He brought his hand around in front of her and sent it down between them and rubbed her pussy through the skirt.

Anne reached down and clutched, his hard cock, felt the rigid stalk, the pulsing of the long stalk, the bulging of the big head.

Dave raised her skirt, got it up on her hips, up over her sweet, pussy-packed pink panties, her black garter-belt that was gartered to her dark nylons. His fingers tapped on her creamy thighs above the nylons, then he stuck his hand between her legs and caressed the softness of her cunt through the pink nylon.

Anne unzipped his fly, reached inside and pulled out his squirting prick. It felt hot in her tight grip. She pushed her hand in and out on the bristling stalk, looked down and saw the plum-red head all gooey, glistening with cream for her.

Dave dunked his hand into Anne's pink panties. His hand slid through the rich, thick carpet of lush cunt-curls, and hooked a finger into her spritzing pussy.

"I love bein' in your panties, Anne," he whispered.

"I love you bein' in there, too," she replied. He fingered her slowly, sucking his finger in and out of her wet, sluicing cunt. His cock bulged in her hand, throbbed against her tight grip, and spewed a thick gob of cum that splattered just above the top of her nylon on one leg. The creamy offering then dribbled slowly down and crested upon the spot where her garter hooked into the nylon.

"My, my!" Anne cooed, looking down, seeing his cock all wet and shiny, seeing his spurt of cream drooling on her thigh. "You're squirtin' on my leg."

"I'm so hot for you, Anne!" He gulped, still spiking his finger in and out of her pussy. "And I love finger-fucking you like this."

"Well, finger me then," she whispered. "And you jerk on my cock, okay?"

"Yeah," she said.

"You like my prick, Anne?"

"I love your cock, big daddy," she purred, and her hand jerked lovingly on his huge hard-on, pushing in, then pulling out on the stiff prick-stick.

"Oh, I like that, honey," he said, his voice trembling with passion. "I like you jerkin' my cock like that."

Angie and Wayne were getting real hot watching the two teachers. Wayne kept caressing Angie's ass, his hand up under her skirt, skimming lightly over her panties, over the curve of her ass.

"Take my panties down, Wayne," Angie said, lifting her skirt. "Get behind me and pull 'em down."

Wayne stood directly behind her. Angie pulled her skirt up around her waist and bent over. She put her hands on her knees. The skirt layered in pleats up on her back, on her sweater.

Wayne took her pants down.

He eyed her sweet, beautiful ass. He reached out and cupped the cheeks.

"Take your prick out, Wayne," Angie whispered. "Put it through my legs."

Wayne dropped his jeans. He pressed into her ass, sliced his cock between her legs.

Angie was waiting for it with an open hand. She grabbed the thumping cock and inserted it in her cunt.

"How 'bout that, Wayne?" cooed softly. "Oh, oh, oh!" he gurgled.

"Not so loud, Wayne. Just fuck me and let's watch 'em do that stuff they're doin'."

"Yeah, watch 'em," Wayne said, humping his cock into Angie's sweet pussy.

"You like this, Wayne?" she asked.

"Yes! Oh, yes!"

Meanwhile across the room Anne and Dave were hot at it.

"Do you still jack-off to me?" Anne asked. "Of course I do, at least twice a day," Dave panted, his finger fucking faster in her pussy, his knuckles bulging out the crotch of her pink panties.

"Good. That's good," Anne said.

"I like to look at your pictures and fuck my fist, honey, I did it just last night."

"Yeah? What pictures did you look at?" Anne asked.

She had a grip on his prick. Her hand jerked in and out, picking up speed with the rhythm of his fucking finger. His cock spat another goop of cream that splashed up on Anne's forearm.

"I looked at some pictures of you in a short red skirt, and you were sitting with it up, you were slid down on the edge of a chair and you had on pink panties and a white garter-belt, and your blouse was open and you had your lovely tits setting up over the top of your bra."

"You like that, huh?"

"Yeah, and in another picture you had your legs up on the edge of the chair, they were spread real open, and you had your arm curled under one leg and your hand sliding into the leg, inside your panties, and your finger was in there… Gawd that looked good."

"Mmmmm, made you hot, huh?"

"You're damn right!"

By now Anne was jerking wildly on Dave's cock and his finger was rubbing her sweet cunt with precision timing.

"It's so wet and hot and nice in your panties, Anne," he said.

"Good!"

They looked good, too. Anne was beautiful. Her skirt was all ruffled up on her hips. Dave was deep in her panties, his hand dancing a hot jig. His other hand had crept inside her pants in back and he feather-tickled a finger up and down the crack of her ass, then fucked it up her ass lightly.

His cock continued to spurt and spew as Anne did a sweet hand-job on the thick, pulsing prick stalk. Her fingers were all creamy now, and her hand glided easily on the slick prick.

Dave peeled her panties down into a thin pink line above her knees. He bent at the knees so he was Anne's height, so his big prick leveled flush against her pussy. Anne pulled on the bulging cock and inserted the hard-on into the gooey sweetness of her sucking pussy.

Dave began humping slowly, his big balls swinging low between his legs, his big, long cock sawing in and out of Anne's cunt. He reached behind her and clutched her fine ass. Anne unbuckled his jeans. He wore no shorts. The jeans fell to his knees. She reached down and felt the slick slide of his prick going in and out of her pussy.

"Oh, honey," Dave whimpered. "We're fuckin' again!"

"Damn right we are."

"Oh, baby… we're really fuckin' good."

"Come on, fuck my pussy, big daddy! Plug me!" Anne huffed, grinding her hips, fucking back to the slick slide of his huge cock.

Over behind the counter, Angie whispered: "Come on, fuck my pussy, Wayne!"

He humped to her, and Angie, with her on her knees, swirled her ass back at him, making the teen delirious with delight.

He reached around under her and cupped her tits. He was humped over her now, kind of like they were dog fucking. She worked her ass back at him.

"You got my panties down and you're fuckin' me, Wayne," she whispered.

"It's so good!" he panted.

"Look at those two. They're really fuckin' too, Wayne," Angie said.

He was watching, looking aver her shoulder as he hammered his lead-liked hard-on in and out of her cunt. Angie felt him bulge in her pussy. Then he squirted his load.

"Ah, Angie!" he murmured.

"Not so loud, damnit!"

"I'm cummin'!" he whispered.

"I know, I can feel you creamin' in my pussy. Go ahead, but don't stop fuckin' me!"

His cock stayed hard and he continued to pour out his cum in her cunt, kept fucking her even after he stopped squirting. Angie caught the crest of his orgasm and had two of her own as she whirled her pussy back to him.

Across the room Anne and Dave were fucking too.

"Gawd, baby, I love fuckin' you!" he whispered.

Anne hooked her arms around his neck. She kissed him. A hot, spitty, French kiss. They kissed and fucked. His prick plunged in and out of her cunt, making a sweet slurping noise as though someone might be chewing gum, a gooey clicking noise that sounded beautiful as it filled the room.

They broke the kiss, both panting and gasping.

"Fuck me!" Anne said hotly. "Fuck me and fuck me and fuck me and fuck me, big daddy!"

"I'm never going to stop fucking you, Anne."

"You better not," she huffed, tucking in her chin, looking down, watching his creamy, lathered cock slick beautifully in and out of her hot cunt.

His big hard-on felt good in her cunt, and she bumped her hips to him. They made good time, fucking each other standing up if the middle of the room.

Anne cupped his balls with one hand and squeezed them lovingly, while her other hand went behind him and she hooked a finger up his asshole.

"Oh, I love that, honey!" he chirped.

He did the same, sliding his finger on her ass, rimming her, then fucking it in.

"Oh, baby, I'm gonna shoot off in your pussy."

"Shoot off then!"

"I'm gonna shoot my wad!"

"Shoot your wad, big daddy, shoot it in me!"

"Oh, ahhhh, shit!" he cried.

Dave humped and pumped hard and fast, jabbed Anne's pussy with his amazingly hard prick, shoved it all the way in, a full fuck-stroke, then pumped the short hard jabs. The stalk of his cock was creamy white as it slushed in and out of Anne's pussy.

"I'm gonna get it!" Anne cried.

Dave came. His cock bulged in her cunt and spewed out a thick stream of hot cream that splashed warmly inside.

"Come with me, daddy," she puffed.

"I'm shootin'!" he hollered.

"Shoot it, honey… oh yeah! Fill me up!" Anne whispered, shuddering into her fabulous climax, tingling with the sweet spread of vibrating satisfaction that gripped her, stiffened her.

"Oh, you sweet bitch!" Dave whimpered.

"You Goddamn sonofabitch!" she retorted. "Fuck me, damnit!"

"We're fuckin' off, you beautiful fucker!" Dave yipped.

"Yeah, fuck off!" Anne whispered, tightening her grip around his neck, pulling his hand to her. She kissed him passionately as they both felt the ecstasy of their delicious orgasm.

Finally Dave pulled out, his cock softening, dripping strings of thick cum. He took Anne in his arms and kissed her. Her panties were still down on her thighs. His pants were on his ankles. He pushed her into a chair and she sat down. He knelt in front of her, pushing her legs apart, taking her panties down. He got them off and brought them to his face and kissed them, licked his tongue over the crotch. He put his hands on her knees and pushed her legs open wide and licked her thighs, kissed all along the soft, smooth skin, and then he muffed his face into her pussy and began sucking cunt.

"See, see that, Wayne? That's what I want you to do to me now," Angie whispered, her voice a soft hush.

[Missing text] knee socks, blue and white saddle shoes, and her thin pink panties. His cock spat a pop of cum at her.

He took her to the ground, laid her back on the grass and pushed her legs apart. He got between them on his knees and kissed above her knee sacks, her thighs, all the way to her panties.

He planted a real hot kiss on the crotch of Angie's pink panties, then lapped his tongue at them. His hands slid under her ass and he lifted it off the grass.

"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm," he mumbled, now chewing on her panties, eating them.

"Sir, what are you doin'?" Angie whispered, up on her elbows, looking down at Mr. Carlton gnawing on her pink pants.

"I'm gonna eat 'em off," he said, stopping for a moment, looking up at her. "I'm gonna eat your panties!"

"Oooooh, that's nasty, sir!" she cooed, excited by this prospect, her eyes gazing at him as he chomped into her cunt, finally rippling the panties open. His tongue slid into the tear and licked at her wet pussy.

"Ahhhh!" Angie sighed. "Ooooh, that's nice!"

He slurped his tongue at her pussy, licking, tongue-fucking her with hot passion.