Victoria Parker
Horny hot schoolgirl

CHAPTER ONE

Kristi Valentine walked along the second floor of Hastings High School. She was attired in her school uniform: pink sweater, short gray, pleated skirt, navy blue knee socks, and blue and white saddle shoes.

Kristi had just started her third year at Hastings. She was a beautiful, young girl with long blonde hair. She wore it swept over from one side to the other, and tied it with a rubber band so that it bobbed up like a fishhook and splashed down in a lovely ponytail off the side of her head.

She had an angelic, circular face with full cheeks and gorgeous lips, thick and pouting. Her sky-blue eyes were set deep and sparkled with an intense intimacy. Her cheeks were touched lightly with an orange blush and her juicy lips had been recently painted with a bright pink lip-gloss.

Kristi's sweater jiggled with each sexy step she took. Her tits had become mature, ripe, and they were full-blown against the thin, pink material of the sweater.

Her legs were as smooth as freshly waxed marble. They were perfectly tapered from lush but lithe hips that flared to her flat tummy. She was a five-feet, one-inch package of stunning loveliness.

The little skin she wore pulled in tightly around her classic ass, which looked as though it had been sculptured by Michelangelo.

Kristi walked past the classrooms on the second floor. One floor up were the teachers' offices, downstairs were a few more classrooms, recreation area, a cafeteria, the locker rooms and a lab. The school gym adjoined the main school building at the side and could be entered on the first floor.

Kristi was headed for Mr. Harper's office to speak with him about his religion and philosophy class. He'd asked her to stop by and discuss a problem she was having with his last lecture.

She bounced up the stairs to the third floor and knocked on his door.

Mr. Harper was a handsome, muscular six feet, one-inch man in his late thirties. He had sandy hair and a square-cut face, the skin pulling tightly across his jutting chin.

"Come in," he called.

Kristi opened the door and found him sitting at his desk in his small, book-lined office. Kristi stood in the open doorway.

"Close the door and sit down, Kristi," Mr. Harper said.

She did so and took a chair at the end of his desk.

"Now just what is the problem, Kristi?"

Kristi always made straight A's, and if she didn't understand something fully, she pursued it until she did. She crossed her legs and turned to look at her teacher. The ponytail slapped at the side of her face.

"I've been having difficulty understanding the area of sin and temptation, sir, and since I know you'll test us on it in the exam, I want to go over it with you."

"Fine," he said. "There are many ways to look at both subjects, my dear. The great philosopher T.T. Trott taught that there was no such thing as sin, that it was just a silly religious superstition. He also said there was only one way to deal with temptation."

Kristi had her notebook open and was writing furiously.

"And what was that?" she asked.

"He said the only way to deal with temptation was to yield to it."

"What did he mean by that, sir?"

"The great philosopher Descartes said, I think, therefore I am, and thus proved our existence. Certainly, if we exist then we're going to be tempted."

"And we should just…"

"Yes. Just yield to it," Mr. Harper said. He paused, looking greedily at the darling schoolgirl. "For instance, let me illustrate… let's say I was tempted to ask you to sit up here on top of my desk. Then I would simply ask you to sit up here."

"Why, sir?"

"Well, this is strictly hypothetical, of course, but go ahead, sit up there."

"Well, if you say so, sir."

Kristi laid her notebook on the desk, got up and walked between Mr. Harper in his chair and the desk. She faced him, leaned back and gripped the desk with the palms of her hands and lifted herself up to a sitting position.

"Yes, now see, that temptation has been eliminated."

"I think so."

"And let's say I was tempted to run my hand over your absolutely beautiful legs, then I would simply do it."

His hand gently caressed Kristi's dimpled knee just above the blue socks. First he touched once then the other. He ran his fingers calms smooth, beautiful skin.

Kristi was gripped by tingles of euphoria. An emotional sensation she had never felt before swept through her as the teacher's fingers danced up under her skirt and played along the insides of her fabulous young thighs.

"And if I were tempted to pull your skirt up, like this, I'd just do it," Mr. Harper said. His hands peeled Kristi's short skirt up over a thin, tight pair of pink panties that were packed at her pussy with a generous carpet of fuzzy blonde hair. "Then, the temptation would be removed, do you understand?"

Kristi was confused. The teacher's teasing hands tickled her thighs.

Understand? One thing she did understand was the bulge in her teacher's light-brown slacks. His cock had leaped to a giant erection, and it was thumping and pulsating wildly against his trousers. A sweet gasp escaped from Kristi's mouth. Her eyes were glued, to the vulgar thumping in his pants.

Mr. Harper leaned over and kissed along her thighs. Light, wet kisses. He rained hundreds of them over the beautiful schoolgirl's fine legs, his mouth open, his tongue licking at the smooth skin, up to the crotch of her panties where he lapped lewdly at her soft, muffy cunt. He licked it slowly.

The feel of her teacher's hot, wet tongue on her panties, against her virgin pussy, made Kristi shudder in a paroxysm of sheer, fluttering delight. She had never felt anything this exciting, this infinitely delicious. Ripples of rapture jiggled through her.

Her legs were set apart as they hung off the desk. Mr. Harper pulled his chair in, lifted her legs over his shoulders and wiggled his juicy tongue over her panties.

Kristi leaned back on her elbows. She had a strange, sinking feeling in her stomach. She felt light-headed, totally helpless. She didn't know the study of philosophy could be like this. She was frightened of what was happening, but deliriously thrilled by it, also.

"Then, if I were tempted to pull your panties down, I would," Mr. Harper gulped.

He thumbed her pretty pink panties and yanked them down over the rich, thick thatch of blonde curls between Kristi's legs. He eyed her beautiful clit as he slipped the panties down her legs, pulled them over her shoes, and threw them to the floor.

"But, Mr. Harper," Kristi said. "You shouldn't take my panties off."

"I was tempted to, Kristi. Now I have eliminated that temptation. I hope you understand."

"I don't think you should do this, Mr. Harper," Kristi said.

"But we're studying temptation, Kristi. You want to learn, don't you? You want to do well in class, right?"

"Yes, but…"

"What if I were tempted to suck your pussy, Kristi?" he blurted.

"Mr. Harper!" Kristi exclaimed indignantly.

"What would I do?"

"Would you suck it?"

"I would if I wanted to rid myself of the temptation."

He was on her pussy. He mashed his face to Kristi's sweet cunt. His gooey tongue slicked up and down her clit. He licked at it greedily. He slipped his hands under her heavenly ass, clutched her chubby ass cheeks, lifted them up off the desk and held them tightly as he feasted furiously on her blonde cunt.

"Oh, it's… ah, uh, huh… oh, it's wrong, Mr. Harper. It's wrong!" Kristi babbled.

She had fallen into a deep swoon of ecstatic pleasure. Never before had she felt so good. Never before had she experienced anything resembling the shivers of delight that were shooting through her like rumbling thunder.

She watched her teacher gulp and chew at her pussy. He was a wild animal. He chewed… he licked… he kissed.

"Oh, ooh," Kristi sighed, her breath shooting out of her mouth like hot steam. "Mr. Harper!"

Then it happened. She came. It was as if she'd been struck by a bolt of lightning. She couldn't help herself. She couldn't stop, it. Her orgasm owned her. She went stiff as a board.

Mr. Harper munched her cunt as though he were eating a juicy piece of cake. Kristi's pussy juice was dripping on his chin. He licked at her soft pussy, pulled her cunt between his lips and chewed it, then found her clit and twiddled it wildly with his tongue.

"Oh, wow!" Kristi yelped.

She came in a beautiful, shaking, racking exhilaration. Her body trembled. Her pussy shocked buzzes of electricity through her.

"This… oh, this feels good!" she panted hotly.

She couldn't explain how good her orgasm really felt. It was unlike anything she'd known before. She loved it. She ground her young hips and pushed her pussy at her teacher's swabbing tongue. She crested high on her climax and fell weak, moaning, whimpering on the desk as she writhed through the last jolt of ecstasy.

"Mmmmm," she breathed hotly, a long sigh of relief, a loving gasp of pleasure.

Mr. Harper was an expert cunt-licker and he twitted her clit for one last shimmer of bliss. Kristi shivered and shook wildly. She lay back on the desk. Her big tits heaved up and down in the pink sweater as she tried to catch her breath.

Mr. Harper stood up from his chair. Kristi reclined before him: a darling, beautiful young plaything. Her pussy was soaked with saliva and her own spritzing pussy juice. Mr. Harper drilled his finger into her, slushy cunt. He screwed his finger in slowly, rocked it back mid forth.

Kristi, of course, had finger-fucked before, and she liked doing it, but she had never had anyone else's finger in her cunt. This was a new intrigue.

She eyed the spike in her teacher's trousers. Cum had seeped through the material to form a dark, spreading stain on his crotch.

"Perhaps you now know more about temptation and how to deal with it, Kristi," he whispered.

She nodded.

"I see you've noticed my erection. Would you be tempted to see it?"

"I don't know, sir. This is…" She gasped short as he drew the zipper of his fly, reached in and pulled out his prick.

Kristi's mouth fell open. Her forehead wrinkled. Her eyes narrowed. Mr. Harper's cock branched out of his fly, heaving, throbbing, spitting drips of cum from the bright red tip.

He slipped his finger out of her pussy and unbuckled his belt. His pants fell to the floor. Then he slid his shorts down, and his cock wobbled before her like a shining baton. His prick was so long, so hard, so thick.

Kristi didn't know how a cock could be so big like that. His prick must be nearly a foot long, she thought.

"It's ten inches, Kristi. Do you like it?"

"Mr. Harper, I don't think you should have it out like that," Kristi mumbled.

"Ah, but you're tempted by it, are you not, my dear?"

Kristi couldn't take her eyes off his beautiful erection. His cock lifted in a thrilling jut, stood so strong and handsome. She struggled up off the table and sat on the edge. Mr. Harper took her tiny hand and placed it on his hot, thumping prick.

Kristi drew her fingers along his slick cock, and the palm of her hand rubbed over his squirting cock head. She brought her other hand down and gripped his prick with both hands, held it there between her hands as she watched big white gobs of cream form on his bell-shaped cock head.

She took one hand and trailed a finger over the tip, slicking off the goops of cream. They clung to her finger, then dripped to the floor. "Oh, Mr. Harper. It's all wet."

"Of course it is, my dear. It's wet for you. It's squirting cum for you, Kristi."

"Wow!" the young girl exclaimed.

"Squeeze on it for me," he said.

Kristi pressed her fingers around big prick, gripped it good, and squeezed. A slosh of again spilled from his cock head. His cock felt so hot in her hand. She could feel it beating, pulsating in her love-clutch.

Mr. Harper lifted her chin tenderly and kissed her flush on the mouth. It was a sweet, French kiss that sent a sweet sensation tingling through the schoolgirl.

"Oh, sir!" she gulped as she pulled away from his kiss, fighting to catch her raging breath.

Mr. Harper lifted her sweater up over her bulging pink bra. He reached inside and cupped her young tits and pulled them up over the top of the bra so they sat there like oysters on the half-shell. He managed to bend over and suck her tits into his mouth. He nipped the nipples which were hard and erect.

Kristi had a beautiful set of teenaged tits. They were round, pointed, ripe and ready for his greedy, lewd sucking. She pulled up and down on his cock as though she were hammering a nail with it. She was lost in the rapture of all that was happening to her in the teacher's office.

"I want you to suck my prick, Kristi," he panted.

"I don't know how, sir," Kristi gulped.

"Bend over and kiss it, dear."

Kristi bent over from the desk, ducked down on his pulsing cock, her sweet, pink lips puckered on his seeping cock head.

"Oh, yes, my dear, oh, yes, yes, yes," the man mumbled incoherently.

Kristi kissed his cock, then licked the sweet cum off the top, big gobs of win that kept spurting from his cock head. She licked at his cum eagerly, her tongue instinctively doing things that Mr. Harper had only dreamed of in his wildest imagination.

"Take it in your mouth," he panted.

Kristi ducked deeper on his prick and his cock head slipped into her mouth like a big jawbreaker. She sealed her pretty lips around his prick.

"Now suck it, dear."

Kristi sucked his cock like she would a popsicle.

That's all she knew how to do, and it pleased her teacher so much, excited him to see the beautiful young girl down on his prick like that. He thought he might faint with exhilaration.

Kristi's mouth slipped up and down on his cock. Her ponytail jiggled back and forth at the side of her head, slapped at her cheek. Mr. Harper grabbed it and caressed it as she sucked him.

"Goddamn, darling!" he blurted. "Oh, good God!"

Kristi sat on the desk, bent over at the waist as she gobbled her teacher's cock. It was a beautiful sight if it could have been recorded on film. Her pretty blonde head bobbed in and out. Mr. Harper let her ponytail go and it swished back and forth with the sucking in-and-out motion of her lips.

She finally pulled back. She was gasping for air. But she continued to hold his prick, held it tightly, watched as his cock kept spilling big chunks of cream from its head.

"Oh, Mr. Harper. I've never done anything like this," she said.

He noticed a hesitation… as though she might quit, run from his office, so he skewered a finger into her juicy pussy and fucked her with it.

"Oh, oh, oh," she gasped. "Oh, don't, sir!" But they were empty protests. Desire raced through her for his big prick, for the excitement of this new experience. Mr. Harper's finger made her feel good. His dripping cock was so beautiful.

"Jack me off," he commanded.

"Sir?"

"I said, jack me off."

"Like this, sir?"

"You move one hand in and put on my cock."

"Like this?" Kristi asked as her hand pumped slowly on his billowing prick.

"Yes, my darling, just like that. Go slow at first, then faster and faster."

Kristi's hand pumped on his thumping cock. She did as she was instructed, picking up speed. Her teacher fucked her with his finger, and Kristi masturbated his giant prick, Kristi leaning over from the desk, sitting there so prettily. She slugged her hand faster on his stiff cock, sliding it in and out from base to tip. Her hand floated easily over his gooey prick.

Faster and faster she pumped. It fascinated her to watch herself jack on his cock.

"It's getting so hard and big, sir," she whispered.

"Oh, yeah!" her teacher sighed.

Kristi's hand whacked harder and faster. Her eyes were riveted to the sticky action. She saw the creamy foam form on the rims of her thumb and forefinger. The head of his cock was bulging, glistening and bubbling. Her hand danced faster. She bent over closer to the spectacle.

Mr. Harper screwed her furiously with his finger. She was seized by a liquid ripple that made her shudder. Just then the huge cock gushed.

A raging torrent of cum squirted out of his cock head.

"Ah!" Kristi yelped. "Oh, my God!"

She pumped wildly on his prick. His cock thumped and expanded in her grip. His cocktip was huge as it exploded. The cream shot out straight at her. It sprayed her belly, her hips. A big gob of white goo splattered on her blonde cunt hair and clung there like a big scab.

She continued her wild jacking. Mr. Harper was gasping fast and hard as he came. His finger worked magic in her virgin pussy and Kristi came with him. The electric jolt of bliss pulled her over at the waist.

"Oh, oh!" she cried.

Mr. Harper grabbed her ponytail and pulled her head down so her lips mashed against the spurting tip of his prick. She pumped at it while his cock head squished on her pink lips, shooting balls of thick cream at her chin, her cheeks, her upper lip. A long string of cum clung to her nose like a hunk of snot.

Kristi floated into a peaceful oblivion. Her body was shaking with climax as Mr. Harper's cock splashed thick cream at her lips.

Mr. Harper pulled her hand off his prick, grabbed it himself and jacked it furiously against her face, at her cheek, her lips, her forehead. He slapped his cock at her throat, then he buried it in the cleavage of her teenaged tits and fucked at them wildly. His cock erupted like a volcano. It left a puddle of goop between her tits.

Finally, he fell back in his chair. He pulled his finger out of Kristi's cunt. She was choking and panting, still shuddering and quivering from her fabulous climax. Her flawlessly beautiful face was covered with cunt.

Mr. Harper reached into his back pocket and produced a hanky. He leaned over and wiped tenderly at the chipping cream. Then he kissed her gently. A cum kiss. Their lips sticky and slick met in a hot flush.

"Oh, sir!" Kristi finally gasped.

She was weak, spent, but suddenly, before she could stop the madman, he was snacking on her precious pussy again.

"Don't, sir. Oh, please, don't sir. Oh, oh… ahhhhh!"

His tongue lapped at her soft blonde cunt. He slicked his tongue up and down her sweet clit.

"That feels so good, Mr. Harper!" she yelped.

Kristi didn't know this business of sex and love could be so utterly divine. She leaned back on the desk again, propped there on her elbows.

She watched intently as her teacher licked her pussy. His head moved from side to side, up and down. He sucked her cunt into his mouth and chewed it gently.

"Ooooof!" Kristi gulped. "Sir, that's so wild."

"Mmmmmm," he mumbled.

"It's totally awesome," she whimpered.

Then he was off her pussy, leaving her writhing on top of the desk like a limp squid.

He stood up. His cock was hard as rock again. He pushed his prick against her lovely thighs, rubbed his big cock head along the smooth skin.

"Now I'm tempted to fuck you, Kristi," he said.

"Oh no, sir. I don't think you should do that."

But she was spread so lewdly before him, her gray schoolgirl skirt all bunched up around her waist, her tits popping up over the top of her bra, her legs spread for him. He wasn't about to stop now, not now, not at the fulcrum of this philosophical exercise.

He jammed his cockhead at her lush full pussy.

"Oh, you shouldn't put it there," Kristi purred.

But he did. He put it there and the head of his cock knocked on her door and slipped easily in her sopping pussy.

"I'm tempted to fuck you, Kristi," the teacher said. "What should I do to neutralize this temptation?"

"You should fuck me, sir, but I've never bees I mean…"

"But you've been tempted to fuck, haven't you?"

He jammed his cock deeper in the poor girl's pussy. He lodged his prick in a full four inches.

"Ooooof!" Kristi gulped.

"Haven't you?"

"Yes, I've been tempted."

"Then we should fuck, darling."

The teacher lodged his cock in another two inches, slowly pulled it out and pushed it back in, giving Kristi six full inches of his fat cock, fucking her with it as she lay helplessly on his desk.

He slugged his cock deeper. His prick pushed open Kristi's cunt and slid in. He had his cock in up to eight inches now.

"It's in there now," he said, and then he began a slow stroke. He fucked the young girl gently, letting her feel the width and the depth of his big prick.

Kristi had never been plugged by a prick, and she liked it in there. She loved the way his cock slid in and out. She tucked her chin down against her neck and watched the slow push and pull of his huge cock fuck her.

His ass pumped like a jackhammer. His balls swung loose and free between his legs. Kristi watched the slick and click of his prick as it pumped in and out of her cunt. She instinctively rolled her lithe hips off the desk, pushed her pussy up at Mr. Harper's plunging prick.

"Yeah, fuck back at me, Kristi!" her teacher whispered.

"I've never done anything like this before, sir!" she cried.

"You like it though, don't you?"

"Oh, yes, I do! Yes, I do!" she wailed, wiggling her beautiful ass at her teacher.

"You sweet darling," he sighed.

Then he began a hot, wild stroke, faster and faster he whacked his big cock into her teenaged pussy. His prick squished and squashed her cunt.

Kristi was trembling in a divine shudder. A blissful ecstasy zipped through her. She loved his hot, throbbing cock in her. She liked the look on her teacher's face. Their eyes met. His face was impassioned with pleasure.

Kristi bounced up and down against his fucking prick. Her ponytail slapped the desk with a light thud. Her teacher's cock slugged deeper until he was in her cunt up to his balls.

He fucked her good. His balls smacked her sweet ass with a beautiful slapping sound.

Kristi was his. She loved fucking. She wished now that she had done it when all the boys tried to make out with her. She liked fucking so much that she wanted to scream and, in fact, couldn't control herself when she yelled: "Fuck me, sir. Fuck my pussy!"

"Oh, Goddamn, Kristi," he panted.

"Oh, Goddamn, sir!" Kristi shouted. "Not too loud, dear. We don't want anyone to walk in and spoil this fuck, do we."

"Fuck my pussy," Kristi whispered. He jammed it to her, thumped her pussy with his big prick until she felt the expansion of his round cock, so fat and thick. She felt his trick pound inside her, and then shake uncontrollably as his cock, rained out a hot load of cum.

The cream splashed into her cunt as Kristi came.

"You sweet darling!" the teacher gasped. "Oh, sir!" Kristi blurted. "Sir, sir, sir!" He fucked his load into her cunt. There was a sweet, wet clicking sound. Kristi's ass bounced up and down on her teacher's desk. Her pussy filled with the thick cream. His cum spilled out, down along her thighs.

She quaked to the apex of her climax. It pulled her up from the waist off the desk. She fell back when she'd crested. She lay there gasping, panting for breath.

But Mr. Harper, his cock still fizzing, didn't stop. Kristi felt his erection soften inside her cunt, but then it boiled and began a slow, fighting rise. His prick hardened. His cock got big, and suddenly her teacher was fucking her again.

He kissed pretty Kristi and pulled her to a sitting position on the desk. He took her arms and put them around his shoulders.

"Hook your fingers around my neck."

Kristi did as he told. Then he slid his hands under her dream ass and lifted her off the desk and sat down in his chair with Kristi straddling him, his cock plugged deep in her young cunt.

Her legs draped over his. He clutched her big tits, fondled them as Kristi rocked up and down on him.

"Now, you fuck me, Kristi," he whispered. "Yes, sir," she said, bouncing up and down on his enormous cock. "Yes, I'll fuck you."

She was bucking up and down on his cock when he came again. It was so quick. She didn't expect him to throw another load into her like that. She felt the hot juice squirt into her already-soaked pussy. It felt so good that it made her shudder. She fucked wildly now, trying to get her own climax. She rocked up and down, bounced up and down on his fat cock. Her sweet ponytail swung back and forth, at the side of her head as she slid up and down on Mr. Harper's prick.

"I love fucking, sir," she whimpered. "I love yielding to temptation like this."

"Fuck me, you sweet pet," Mr. Harper huffed.

She fucked furiously on top of him until a withering climax engulfed her.

"Sir, I'm doing it!" she yelped.

"Come with me, Kristi!"

And she did. Her whole being was turned over to the beautiful feeling. It waved over her like a rushing tide. His cock spit juice into her pussy. She bucked and fucked. Her ponytail slapped and flapped.

She crumpled on top of him, heaving, panting, shivering in the final gasp of her orgasm.

"Goddamn!" her teacher whispered. "Oh, Goddamn, honey, you fucked me so good."

"I just want to learn, sir," Kristi panted. "I just want to learn…"