"Isn't this what you came here for, Miss Lancaster?" Mr. Patterson asked. "Cock? A nice big hard cock? Ten inches of it, to be exact? Well, Stewart's not the only one with ten inches, you know. This is ten big inches right here, honey, ten inches long and nice and big and fat. I mean, where do you think my kid got his big cock from? From his daddy, that's who. And I think of all the things I've given him, he likes his big cock the best. And by the looks of it, he's had his big prick in your slippery little cunt too, honey. That's why you came here, isn't it? You wanted a fat cock rammed right up your juicy pussy. You're not alone. Every hot-to-trot chick who gets a look at that kid's prick wants it rammed right up her cunt. Even his teachers, by the looks of it."
"You're mistaken, Mr. Patterson," Susan said nervously.
"Am I?" Mr. Patterson laughed.
He took off his pants. His cock was just as big as Stewart's. Susan thought his hard prick was beautiful. And the longer she looked at it, the more turned-on she got.
"Can't take your eyes off it, can you?" Mr. Patterson laughed. "You really dig this big cock, don't you? Well, I dig you too, honey. You're one hot-looking chick. So why don't you show me what you've got, since I'm showing you what I got? Let's get naked. I want to see your nice fat tits and that hairy cunt of yours and that nice white ass. Come on, let's get naked, baby."
They started to take their clothes off. Pretty soon they were both nude. Susan really liked the look of Stewart's father. He was very well-built, with a big beautiful cock, big balls and strong hairy arms and legs.
And Mr. Patterson really liked the looks of Susan too.
"Man, you've got a hot pair of tits, honey," Mr. Patterson said. "Look at those big beautiful tits! I want to get a feel of them!"
Mr. Patterson came over to Susan and grabbed her big tits. He was squeezing and rubbing her soft white tits, pulling on them and massaging them in his hands. Susan loved that. And when he started to play with her nipples, rubbing them with his fingers and getting them hard, Susan nearly went out of her mind.
"Oh, baby, you've got hot hands!" Susan moaned. "Play with my tits! Play with my big fat tits all you like!"
Mr. Patterson kept playing with her beautiful round tits for a while. Then he threw his strong arms around young Susan and pulled her close to him. The man stuck his tongue deep into Susan's sweet mouth and was working it around.
Susan loved the tongue action. And she loved the way that Mr. Patterson was playing with her smooth ass. The horny man had her satiny-soft asscheeks in his hands and was rubbing them and squeezing them.
"Oh, baby, I'm getting so hot!" Susan moaned. Mr. Patterson's hungry mouth was working on her neck now, as he licked and bit and sucked on that soft neck. "You're just getting me so hot! I want you to fuck me! I want to feel that big beautiful cock right up my tight pussy!"
"Yeah, it's tight, isn't it?" Mr. Patterson panted. He stuck his finger right into Susan's cunt and started to work it around. Her hairy fuck-hole was wet and slick and juicy. "This little cunt is really tight. Slippery too. Nice and wet and dripping. I'd like to get my big cock in your little pussy. I'd like to ram my big cock right up your tight little cunt and fuck you good."
"Yes, fuck me! I need you to fuck me!" Susan moaned again. It really drove her wild to feel the man's finger in her cunt. She wanted his big cock in her pussy even more, though.
"Don't worry, honey, I'm going to fuck you," Mr. Patterson whispered in Susan's ear. "I'm going to give you what you want. You want a man this time, don't you? You had my kid and now you want me, isn't that it? Well, let me tell you, honey, that kid got his cock from me. And he knows how to use his big cock, but I know how to use mine even better. My wife could have told you that. Fuck, I bet if you opened her coffin right now you'd find her with her legs spread wide, that's how much she liked my big cock. I ain't had any pussy since she died, and there's going to be a might big load of hot jism up your tight cunt after I've finished fucking you."
"Please fuck me! I need you to fuck me!" Susan groaned. She couldn't wait much longer.
"All right, you little bitch, I'm going to fuck you," Mr. Patterson said. "Yeah, that's what you are. You're a little bitch. You're a boy-chasing little bitch who doesn't deserve to teach. I ought to report you. I'm not going to, though, because I've decided I'm going to settle matters on my own. When Stewart's bad, he gets his ass whipped, and when teacher's bad, she sticks her big ass in the air and gets it from the rear. Isn't it, you little bitch? Well, that's how I'm going to give it to you, you hot-to-trot little bitch! Now get on that fucking floor and get that nice ass in the air, because I'm going to get right behind you and shove my big fat cock right up your slippery little pussy and fuck you hard! Now do it!"
In a second, Susan was on the floor. She was sticking her beautiful white ass in the air. She was wiggling her smooth round ass. She wanted to get fucked.
"Come on, fuck me now!" Susan gasped. "Shove that big beautiful cock right up my cunt!"
"You got it," Mr. Patterson said.
In a second, the nude man was kneeling on the floor behind Susan. And in a few more seconds, his long stiff cock was sliding into Susan's juicy pussy. Inch by inch his big fat prick fucked into Susan's wet cunt, going deeper and deeper.
"Oh, yeah, honey, that's good cock!" Susan moaned. "That's really good cock! Give me some more!"
"You want some more?" Mr. Patterson asked. "Hey, honey, I only got ten inches, and they're all shoved up your tight little pussy. Tell you what, though, you little bitch. I'll give you these ten again. I'll give them to you again and again and again till I shoot my load right up this slippery cunt. Hold on, honey, 'cause it's going to be a rough ride!"
Mr. Patterson started to fuck Susan. Again and again Mr. Patterson fucked his long fat cock right into that juicy pussy, shoving it up Susan's hairy cunt as hard and as deep as he could. He was fucking her as fast as he could. And the longer he fucked her, the more turned on Susan got. There weren't many things that felt better than a big stiff cock going in and out of her wet cunt. And the man knew how to use his big cock just like his son Stewart did.
"Oh, yeah, honey, fuck me like crazy!" Susan groaned. "Fuck me and fuck me and don't ever stop fucking!"
"You like that, eh?" Mr. Patterson panted. "This big cock feels good in your tight little cunt, does it? Well, honey, now you're going to feel something else. You're going to feel my hot cum shooting into your slippery pussy and you're going to feel lots of it, 'cause this is one big load coming up."
That nude man kept fucking Susan from the rear, as fast as he could. His hot jizz was spurting from his big cock and shooting deep into Susan's tight pussy. Gobs and gobs of sticky spunk shot from his big cock and flew into Susan's cunt. Mr. Patterson didn't stop fucking Susan till his whole big load was in her cunt.
"Come in, Miss Lancaster."
"Thank you." Susan opened the door and went into that office. She'd only had to knock once.
Mr. Beauchamp was sitting at his desk. He was the school's vice-principal, and as soon as she'd come to school today, he'd asked her to come see him. Susan sat down. She was very surprised to see Mr. Beauchamp sitting there with a mirror in front of him on his desk, and with a razor in his hand. He was shaving. Susan decided she'd better not say anything, though.
"I hope you'll forgive me for shaving right now," Mr. Beauchamp said. "Of course, it's something I usually do at home. I simply had so much work to do this morning before coming to school, though. School-related work, I mean. I find that I often have to take my work home with me, and sometimes I can't get it all done in the evening. A vice-principal's job is a very busy one. Not that I'm complaining. I enjoy my job very much. I have a great deal of responsibility, and if that means a heavy work-load, I accept it. But my position also requires me to present a neat appearance. The entire staff of this school has that responsibility. I'm sure you'll agree."
"Of course," Susan said. She was quite puzzled.
"I'm glad to hear that," Mr. Beauchamp said. "And of course, you always come to school looking very neat and pretty. Though I imagine that it bothered you quite a bit yesterday morning when you had to call in sick. An enthusiastic teacher like you can't like it very much, being forced by illness to stay away from the classroom. Still, you only missed one day, didn't you? You're well again."
"Yes, I'm fine," Susan said. The young woman was starting to get nervous.
"You look it," Mr. Beauchamp said. He'd finished shaving his face. "As a matter of fact, you don't look as though you were sick. And you must have felt much better by yesterday afternoon, because unless I'm mistaken, I saw you driving in your car yesterday around noon when I went out on my lunch-hour."
"That wasn't me," Susan said. She was very frightened now. Mr. Beauchamp must have seen her when she was driving to Stewart's house to look for that tape.
"But it was you," Mr. Beauchamp said. He was glaring at Susan. "That was your car, and you were driving it. And the fact of the matter is, Miss Lancaster, that you were not sick yesterday. Now, I don't know why you wanted to take a day off. Maybe you wanted to go shopping or some such thing. I'm very disappointed in you, though. I thought you shared my belief that the children of this school came first. I'm very disappointed that you would lie like that."
"I didn't lie," Susan said. "That wasn't me."
"Miss Lancaster, not only did you lie yesterday, but you've lied again this very moment," Mr. Beauchamp said. "And I'm very surprised at hearing these lies coming from a young woman in your position. After all, this is your first teaching position. I don't think it would help you very much if people got the idea that you were in the habit of not coming to work just because you didn't feel like it. You might find it very difficult to find other teaching positions in the future. And if Mr. Henderson heard about this, I don't think that he'd be at all pleased."
"Oh, please don't tell Mr. Henderson," Susan said.
Mr. Henderson was the school's principal. If he found out, she might be fired. Susan didn't want that to happen.
"As a matter of fact, I have no intention of telling him," Mr. Beauchamp said. He got up and locked the door. He walked over and stood beside Susan. "Because I wouldn't want to see you lose your job, Miss Lancaster. I've heard only good things about you. You are a very good teacher. I must say that I'm very impressed with you. Very impressed indeed."
Mr. Beauchamp stuck his hand between Susan's legs and started to rub her crotch. His fingers were working away. He was playing with her cunt for a long time. Susan didn't know if she should let Mr. Beauchamp do that to her. One thing she did know, though, was that it felt good the way he was playing with her cunt. The young woman opened her long legs even wider so that Mr. Beauchamp could get at her young cunt even better. She shut her eyes and let out a moan of pleasure.
"That's right, honey!" Mr. Beauchamp murmured. "We're having a really good time. I'm playing with your hot little pussy and you're loving it. Don't worry, no one's going to know anything. No one's going to know about yesterday, and no one's going to know what's happening right now. I've had my eyes on you ever since you started working here, honey. And I like what I see. You do something to me. Look what you do to me, honey. Open those eyes and look and see what you do to me."
Susan opened her eyes. She was looking at Mr. Beauchamp's crotch. His cock was big and stiff in his pants. It turned her on.
"That's right, honey," Mr. Beauchamp said. "You're getting me hot. My big cock is as hard as a rock and I'm getting really horny. You like the look of that cock, don't you? I can tell by the way you're looking at it. You like cock. And I bet you'd like it even better if you took my prick out of my pants and started to play with it. Go ahead, honey, take it out. Pull my big cock out and turn yourself on. Grab my big fat cock and have yourself some fun."
In just a few seconds, Susan had Mr. Beauchamp's pants pulled down. The horny man's legs were strong and hairy. Susan liked that. What she liked even better, though, was seeing his stiff cock.
Susan grabbed his big cock and started to play with it. She was squeezing his fat prick and yanking it around. Mr. Beauchamp liked that. With her other hand, Susan grabbed his big balls and started to play with them too. His sac was nice and hairy. Mr. Beauchamp liked the way Susan was playing with his cock and balls.
"That's right, baby, play with it," Mr. Beauchamp moaned. "Play with my cock and balls. Mmm, that feels good. I know what'd feel even better, though. I'd like to feel my big cock right in your fucking mouth and I'd like to feel you sucking away on it. I'd like to get my prick all wet and slippery with your spit. Get on your knees and open that mouth wide, 'cause I'm going to ram my fat prick into it!"
Susan did what Mr. Beauchamp said. And before too long his big fat prick was sliding into her mouth. Inch by inch that stiff cock was disappearing into Susan's mouth, deeper and deeper, till his whole cock was in Susan's mouth.
Susan started to suck on the stiff cock. In and out of her hungry mouth his hard cock went. Again and again she swallowed it right up, so that the whole thing was in her mouth, every hot inch. His big cock was all wet and slippery. It tasted so good to Susan. And she could tell that Mr. Beauchamp really liked the way she was sucking on his cock, since she could feel his hand on her head as he stroked her hair.
"That's right, honey, get a good taste of that cock," Mr. Beauchamp murmured. "Get a good taste. The whole thing, honey. You can't really taste it unless you get the whole fucking thing in your cock-sucking mouth. Man, that feels good. So how about something on your cock, eh, honey? I know what you'd like."
Mr. Beauchamp went and got the bag lunch that he'd brought to school, then he took a sandwich out and put all the peanut butter in it all over his stiff cock.
"Come on, honey, let's see you suck all the peanut butter off my hard cock," he said.
Susan started sucking on his stiff cock again. It didn't take very long before all the peanut butter was gone. Susan liked the taste of his cock best, though. And it looked as though she'd be getting a taste of his spunk pretty soon too. Mr. Beauchamp was getting more and more turned on. He'd grabbed Susan's hair and was ramming his big cock into her mouth as hard as he could, right up to his big balls.
"That's right, honey, open wide, get a good taste of this hard piece of meat!" Mr. Beauchamp moaned. "Pretty soon you're going to get a taste of my jizz, because I've got a big load for you. It feels so good having my hard cock in your wet little mouth. I'd like to feel it in your wet little pussy too, though. Get up so I can take your clothes off and see your big tits and your clit and your hairy little cunt."
Susan got up. Mr. Beauchamp started to take her clothes off. She was completely nude in no time at all.
It really turned Mr. Beauchamp on to see her nude. And what he liked to see most was her hairy cunt. He started to play with Susan's cunt. He was rubbing her clit. He stuck his fingers right into her juicy pussy and worked them around. Susan's fuck-hole was tight and wet. The more Mr. Beauchamp fingered Susan, the more excited she got. She liked his fingers in her slippery cunt, but she wanted his hard cock in her tight cunt even more.
"Oh, baby, fuck me!" Susan moaned. "I want you to fuck me! I want you to put that big hard cock right in my cunt and fuck me!"
"You are one hot-looking woman," Mr. Beauchamp said. He kept on playing with Susan's cunt. His fingers were all wet with her cunt-juice. "Your pussy is nice and hairy. It wasn't always hairy, though, was it? Once your tight cunt was nice and bald. I'm going to shave your cunt and get it nice and smooth, just like it used to be."
Mr. Beauchamp went and got his shaving cream and his razor, then he put lots of shaving cream on Susan's cunt. Then he started to shave her pussy. Soon Susan's cunt was completely bald.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, honey," Mr. Beauchamp said. He cleared the top of his desk. "I'm going to fuck you right on top of my desk. Now get on top of this desk and spread your legs."
Susan did what Mr. Beauchamp told her to do. She really wanted to get fucked. Susan lay on top of that desk, her smooth legs spread wide. Mr. Beauchamp took off all his clothes. Then he got on the desk with Susan. His strong body felt good to Susan. What felt even better, though, was his big stiff cock fucking into her cunt. Inch by inch his hard cock was sliding into Susan's shaved pussy.
"Oh, that feels so good!" Susan moaned. "Your cock feels so good in my cunt!"
"You got that right, baby!" Mr. Beauchamp panted. "Your little pussy is nice and tight! Let's fuck it good and hard!"
Susan was on her back and Mr. Beauchamp was on top of her, and he was fucking his hard cock into her tight cunt. Every time his big cock slammed into her pussy, Susan gave a cry of pleasure. She was clawing at Mr. Beauchamp's back with her fingernails. Then she grabbed his ass and helped him thrust his cock into her cunt. She just didn't want it to end.
"That's right, honey, fuck me, fuck me!" Susan moaned. "Use that thing, baby! That's what it's for!"
"I'm shooting my load now!" Mr. Beauchamp panted. "I'm going to shoot a big load and you're going to get it right up your slippery little cunt!"
Mr. Beauchamp kept on fucking Susan. In and out of her juicy fuck-hole his hard cock went. Gob after gob of his hot jism shot out of his stiff cock, deep into Susan's cunt. And Mr. Beauchamp didn't stop fucking Susan till he'd shot his whole big load into her tight pussy.