Horny Loving Schoolgirl (1985) Page 7

  "Unnnnhhhh, shit, you did it, I'm coming!" she wailed. "Ohhhhhh, shit, yesssss!"

  The violent orgasm shook her, and she was dizzily aware that Roger had slid his sucking mouth farther down between her legs. As the molten come spurted from her cunt, he was sucking it up and eating the scum. He was eating every tangy drop of cream he could get.

  "Oooooo, yeah, eat meeeee!" Jamie howled.

  She came for a long time, her climax deliciously extended by Roger's steady sucking. Then at last she went limp, sinking back onto the bed and panting for breath. Roger raised his cream-soaked face from her smoking cuntslit and looked at her anxiously.

  "Well, Jamie, how'd I do?" he asked. "Be honest with me, because I want to learn. Did I do okay?"

  "Roger, you were great," she told him earnestly. "I think you have a real talent for pussy-eating. All you need is a little more practice. And you're welcome to practice on me."

  "Really?" he exclaimed. "That's awfully nice of you, Jamie."

  "Oh, no, it isn't," she gurgled. "Most people would say it's very naughty. But let's get on to your next lesson. This time I want you to stick your tongue in my cunt and use it like a cock. Fuck me with it. Get the picture?"

  "I sure do," Roger said.

  And he leered, actually leered at her. He was losing his inhibitions fast, and Jamie was delighted. She plumped up the pillow beneath her ass and spread her legs as wide as she could, offering him a clear and tempting target. He eyed the creaming little hole at the center of her crotch.

  She watched him stick his tongue out and make it long and stiff. He bent down and inserted just the pointed tip of his tongue into her eager and juicy box. She wriggled lustily, dying for him to impale her on every inch of that slippery slab of meat.

  "Yeah, do it, Roger," she moaned, "stick it into me, honey."

  He started sliding it into her, slowly, savoring every inch of penetration. Jamie clawed the bed and whined with arousal. She soaked his invading tongue with rush after rush of hot cream. The pearly liquid overflowed her box and ran down the crack of her ass to puddle on the bed.

  "Ooooo, shit, ooooooo!" she squealed.

  At last his big stiff tongue was all the way into her, throbbing against every inch of her greedily clinging cunt. She sobbed with lust, creaming helplessly. Roger started tongue-fucking her with slow, deep strokes. She craved some hot action, but for the moment this was very exciting.

  "Yeah, honey, get deep into me," she whimpered, "ream me out, Roger."

  She heard him panting, and she was willing to bet he had quite a hard-on by now. Pussyeating apparently had been his fantasy for years. Now he was bringing his fantasy to life with a cute, squealing student, and it had to be driving him wild with excitement.

  He was getting more turned on by the second, and he began to tongue her faster and harder. That was more like what she craved. She responded with squeals and gurgles and spurts of cream. She couldn't remain passive. She jerked her hips to the rhythm of his tongue, working her slick pussy around the stiff slab of meat.

  "Ohhhh, yeah, do it to me, do it to meeee," she moaned. "I like it good and hard, baby, real fast."

  Roger learned fast and well. He responded to the frantic jerking of her hips and her hoarse request for more action. He began to hammer his tongue into her fiery-hot cunt. She creamed all over his face and wailed her appreciation. She was sure now that the shy math teacher was going to be one of the greatest pussy-eaters who ever lived.

  Jamie had never expected to end up teaching a teacher, but here she was panting and instructing her math teacher as she taught him how to stuff and ream a hot cunt with his big tongue. So far she figured he deserved an A for his efforts. He was getting her so wildly turned on, she ached to come again.

  "Harder, honey, as hard as you can," she wailed.

  Once again Roger slid his hands under her ass and gripped the hot little globes to control her horny writhing. He couldn't work with a moving target. When he got her still, he started to tongue-fuck her with lightning speed, his head bobbing furiously. Jamie wailed with delight.

  "Ohhhh, yeah, baby, that's it," she cried, "give it to me hard, I love it."

  His tongue was making an obscene sucking and slurping noise as it reamed her hot little cream-filled pussy. The room echoed with that noise, plus his harsh heavy breathing and Jamie's squeals and moans of pleasure. She arched her body up to take his spearing tongue as deep as she possibly could.

  "Don't stop," she groaned, "gonna come."

  He didn't stop. He kept tongue-fucking her in the same hard, fast way she loved, and he quickly brought her to the very brink of climax. Then he did something really kinky. Pistoning his big tongue in her juicy box, he started rubbing her clit with his nose, doubling her stimulation.

  "Ooooooo, fuck, yessssss," Jamie gasped.

  No woman could have resisted that double stimulation, and Jamie wasn't trying to resist anything. She was open to it all. So when he started rubbing her clit and reaming her cunt at the same time, she was all primed to go off like a bomb.

  She felt the violent explosion start in the steaming depths of her cunt and radiate out to involve her whole body. An enormous rush of thick molten cream poured from her cunt and drenched Roger's face. Her body went into powerful spasms.

  "You did it, baby, aaaahhhhhh, I'm coming, aaahhhhhhh!" Jamie screamed.

  Roger renewed his grip on her ass and tongue-fucked her furiously as she came. She let her head loll back and kept her eyes tightly closed as the violent spasms ripped through her. Again and again she clenched the math teacher's face with her sizzling thick come-juices.

  "Oooooo, fuck, so good!" she sobbed.

  Roger reamed her out. As she came, he scooped load after load of hot tangy cream from her pussy, gulping greedily. He tongued out her deliciously musky cunt. Then as she began to come down from her orgasm, he licked her pussy clean. Jamie couldn't believe how talented he was.

  "Roger, you're something else," she panted. "You're so good at this, it's hard to believe you never did it before."

  "Well, I never did," he said, "but I'm really eager to learn. There's somebody special I want to impress."

  "Oh, yeah?" Jamie said, grinning. "You have a girlfriend?"

  "Not yet, but I hope so," he said, blushing. "I'm getting up the nerve to ask her out."

  "Come on, Roger, confess," Jamie teased. "You can tell me who she is. I promise not to rat on you."

  "Well, all right," he said, "since you promise. It's Miss Phillips, the home economics teacher."

  "Perfect," Jamie said.

  Miss Susan Phillips was a petite blonde, very shy, just the right kind of girl for Roger. And she sure had a surprise coming, now that he'd learned to give super head. Jamie just wished she could be there for the occasion.

  "You won't have any problem, Roger," she said. "You'll keep Miss Phillips entertained for sure."

  "Thanks to you," he said. "I really can't thank you enough, Jamie. I needed these lessons, and I needed to learn that I really could turn a woman on."

  "Well, Roger, if you really want to show your gratitude, you can give me an A in your course," Jamie said dryly.

  "Certainly," he said, "no problem. Now, what can you do about this?"

  He rose to his knees and showed her his steel-stiff cock. His prick was hugging his belly and drooling. Jamie eyed his cock and licked her lips, and she felt molten cream trickling from her cunt and wetting her swollen pussy. Quickly she rolled over into the doggy position.

  "Stick it right in here, honey," she said. "That'll take care of it."

  "Right," he chuckled.

  She felt him grasp her hips, and then he was easing his big thick boner into her hot and eager little cunt. She squealed and creamed as he fucked into her, cramming her totally. He started fucking her with quick urgent jabs, just the way she liked to be fucked best.

  "Oh, yeah, Roger, fuck me," she moaned, "fuck my pussy good and hard, honey."

  Jamie couldn't have felt happier. Her straight-A grade average had just been assured, and she was getting a terrific fuck. Not only that, but she'd helped Roger out, giving him the confidence he needed to approach the girl of his dreams.

  She tried to imagine him doing all these delicious things to Miss Phillips, licking and sucking and tonguing her pussy, fucking her. Jamie found that the thoughts aroused her hotly. She loved the idea of watching other people get it on.

  But the most fun of all was getting it on herself. She clawed the bedspread and moaned with ecstasy as Roger's big hard cock reamed her pussy. Each deep hard thrust gave her a blast of pleasure and made her cream in hot spurts.

  "Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" she wailed.

  "Oh, shit, Jamie, I'm gonna come real quick," Roger warned her hoarsely.

  "Do it," she moaned, "cream me with your big cock."

  No sooner said than done. Roger bellowed and started flooding her box with his steaming load. That triggered her orgasm. "Ooooooo, shit, you're doing it to me, I'm coming!" she howled.

  "Take my load, Jamie, aaagggghhhh!" he bellowed.

  When it was over, he wasn't blushing. He was able to look Jamie right in the eye without a blush. She was really proud of her work.

  "When are you gonna ask Miss Phillips out, Roger?" she wanted to know.

  "Tomorrow, first chance I get," he said confidently. "I think I'll have her over here for a candlelight dinner. We'll have a few cocktails, a nice wine with our meal, and then " He broke off, chuckling.

  "Roger, you devil," Jamie laughed.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  The next day, soon after lunch, Jamie passed Roger in the hall and he gave her the thumbs up sign, letting her know that Miss Phillips had agreed to have d inner at his place. Now it was all up to his seductive talents, and Jamie was sure he'd do very well.

  She was glad for him and for Miss Phillips, but again she was left without a sex partner. Tom was still mending up from their marathon fuck, Roger had a girlfriend, and Bob had all he could do to keep both his wife and Miss Doran happy. It was time to look for another teacher to seduce.

  Luckily she didn't have to look far. She already had the perfect candidate in mind. Every girl in school had a secret letch for Leo Craig, the English Teacher, but nobody had been known to score for him. Jamie intended to be the first.

  His was her last class of the day, so she simply lingered behind when the other students left. That involved some waiting, because every day at least one or two other girls lingered, flirting with Mr. Craig and trying to get some response. They never succeeded.

  Leo Craig was always warm and polite to the girls but never flirtatious. He was perfectly proper. In his mid-thirties, blond and tan, outrageously handsome, he was also very happily married and highly respectable. It was just about impossible to imagine him cheating on his wife or fooling around with his students. Mr. Craig was practically a saint.

  So Jamie knew she was taking on a very hard assignment, but she liked challenges. She patiently outwaited the rest of his fan club, till she was finally alone in the room with him. He was leaning back in his swivel chair with his feet on the desk, and he smiled cordially at Jamie, who was one of his best students.

  "What's up, Jamie?" he asked. "I can't believe you're having any problems with the course."

  "Oh, no, not with the course, Mr. Craig," Jamie said, walking up to the desk. "I have another kind of problem, and you're the only one who can help me."

  "Gosh, what is it?" he asked, surprised.

  "I have the hots for you, Mr. Craig," Jamie said. "I just can't get you out of my mind. Can we get it on?"

  Her straightforward approach stunned him, as it had all the others. He stared at her, speechless for a few moments. Then he shook his head and said, "Jamie, I can't believe that's you talking. Somebody must have put you up to this. You've always been a model of behavior."

  "Nobody put me up to it, Mr. Craig," she said, "and I got tired of being Miss Perfect. I have normal needs, just like everybody else. I feel horny, and you're the one I wanta make it with. So how about it? I'd promise never to tell anybody, of course."

  Craig swung his feet off the desk and whirled his chair around till he was facing Jamie.

  "Honey," he said gently, "this happens to me all the time. Girls are always propositioning me. Since I started teaching, it must have happened several hundred times. A lot of girls get the hots for their teachers. It's important to realize that the feeling will pass."

  "What are you saying, Mr. Craig?" Jamie asked.

  "I'm saying no," he answered, "just like I do to all the other girls. I don't fool around with students. Be patient, honey, and you'll soon meet a guy your own age."

  "But I don't want a guy my own age," Jamie pouted, "I want you."

  "I'm a married man and a teacher," Craig said. "I can't do it."

  Jamie felt frustrated and terribly horny, but she wasn't about to admit defeat. She'd seduced all her other teachers, and she was determined to add Mr. Craig to the list. Her mind worked fast, and she came up with another approach. "So you won't fuck me?" she asked. "Right," he said, "so you might as well run along."

  "Well, you don't have to fuck to have fun," Jamie said with a smile. "I could suck you off. I give terrific head, Mr. Craig."

  She saw a flash of lust in his eyes, and she knew she'd hit pay dirt. "Come off it, Jamie," he snorted. "You don't even know what it means to give head."

  "Oh, yes, I do," she purred. "Let me show you. I can really suck your cock good, Teacher."

  He debated with himself for a moment, then said, "Okay, smarty, show me. I bet you don't even know how."

  Jamie grinned broadly. The guy had a real surprise coming. She set her books down on his desk, took off her cardigan sweater, and folded it up to kneel on. She arranged herself between Mr. Craig's legs, unzipped his pants, and tugged down his pants and shorts. His cock was still semi-hard, but quite big.

  She drooled at the sight of his prick. Wriggling closer, she picked it up by the thick hairy base and got a firm grip. She dipped her head down, stuck out her tongue, and started licking the sensitive prickhead. Craig gasped and shuddered.

  Quickly Jamie lathered the fat purple head of his prick with her hot spit, while he gripped the arms of his chair and panted. He obviously loved what she was doing, and he was very surprised that she could do it.

  "Oh, Jesus," he sighed, "I shouldn't let you do this, honey, but it feels great."

  "Relax, Mr. Craig," Jamie purred, "nobody's gonna know about it except us." She was wrong. At that very moment Miss Mona Doran had her hand on the doorknob. The pretty Spanish teacher had something to discuss with Mr. Craig, but she hesitated to enter the room because she thought she heard voices.

  She decided she'd better check things out first. If Craig was in conference with a student, she'd leave quietly and come back later. She had plenty of time on her hands, after all. Bob couldn't make their regular rendezvous in the library, for some reason.

  Mona knelt down and peeked through the keyhole. She blinked a couple of times, thinking her eyes were playing tricks on her. When she realized they weren't, she shivered and flushed with excitement. Mr. Craig was in conference with a student, all right. Or rather a student was in conference with Mr. Craig's cock.

  Mona was astonished to see who the student was. Jamie Johnson was such a goody-goody, it was hard to believe $he'd do such an outrageous thing. But there she was kneeling between Craig's legs and licking his cock. Her glistening pink tongue was all over the place. "Oh, Jesus, yes," Craig groaned.

  It was equally surprising to see him getting it on with a student. He often joked about how the girls came on to him and how he practically had to beat them off with a club, but his colleagues knew he was a dedicated family man. Mona had never thought he'd give in to temptation.

  But Jamie had gotten through his defenses. He slumped in his chair, gripping the arms and panting, as the cute teen tongued his sensitive cockhead. His eyes were glazed with horniness, his nostrils flared. Mona creamed her panties as she watched, picking up on his excitement.

  She felt so horny this afternoon. She always felt maddeningly horny when Bob was unable to meet her in the library for a quick fuck. She had to get off every day, it seemed, and today she hadn't reached her quota. She wished she could get in on the fun with Jamie and Mr. Craig.

  Well, why not? How could they complain? They couldn't go running to the principal and charge that Mona had interrupted them while the student licked the teacher's cock. In fact Mona could just about write her own ticket. She stood up with a wicked grin on her face and opened the door.