I pulled into one of the last slots left in the parking lot behind the secretarial school. I was late again, but this time it didn't matter. There was a crowd of students standing around the back door, waiting for the janitor to open the building. Might as well stay here in my car, I thought.
I opened my textbook on typing business letters, but I couldn't concentrate at all. I felt horny this morning. My pussy itched. My hand kept straying up under my short skirt and slipping under the edge of my damp panties. I held the book over my lap and gave in to my urge to finger my erect clit. It would be terribly embarrassing if anyone walked by the car and looked in. They could see my hand holding my panty crotch aside and my fingertip sliding up and down on my slick pussy slit, but I couldn't make myself stop.
My eyes closed. I slid down low in the seat and opened my legs wider. My cunt was so wet that the juice ran down my crack. I slid my finger way up inside me and felt my hot cunt clamp down on it. The book slid to the floor when my sudden climax made my knees slap together. I bit my lip and rocked back and forth. My orgasm made me shudder deliciously.
"That was wild!" I heard a deep male voice saying. "It turns me on to see, a girl finger her cunt that way."
"Where-where did you come from?" I gasped in surprise.
"Pulled in behind you. You were having such a good time you never heard my car." The handsome middle-aged man pulled my door open and calmly crawled in beside me. He shut the door and turned to face me, dropping his hand down over a huge erection in his slacks. It was Mr. Carter, the school administrator.
"Don't stop on my account," he grinned. "God knows when, that stupid janitor will get around to opening the building." He pulled his zipper down and reached over to stroke the back of my neck. "Why don't you dip in there and take my cock out? And don't tell me you are the shy type. I've been watching you bounce your boobies around the halls. And checking out the teachers' crotches."
"I-I don't know what you mean," I said indignantly, tugging my skirt down.
"You are a horny chick. You've been around." He took my hand and slid it inside his fly. In spite of myself, my fingers closed around his stiff cock.
"Take it out, baby. Jack me off." His voice was husky. "If you want to suck on it, I'll keep an eye out. No one will see if you lay down on the seat. Do it!"
His cock felt warm and strong in my hand. I could not help myself. I tugged his prick out and stared at his thick dick growing rigid in my fist. It was as thick as my wrist, and the huge silky knob on the end was trickling juice out of the little slit that opened and closed as my hand slid up and down.
"This is too risky," I protested, "out in the open like this. Someone will see us." But I didn't take my hand away.
"I'm too damn hot to care. Suck that thing," he commanded me harshly. He pulled me to him and forced my head down over his stiff cock. I put my lips over the big head. My senses reeled with the sweet male odor of his pulsing dick.
"Oh God!" I groaned. "You have the most beautiful cock I've ever seen."
He was discovering how hot I get when I have a man's stiff dork in my hands. Ever since my first date – when I was too scared about being hurt to let my boyfriend put his cock in me and sucked him off instead – I've been mad about licking stiff, hot peckers. I opened my mouth wide and sucked the bulbous head into my mouth. My tongue swirled around and around on his pink cockmeat.
I let his cockhead slide across my tongue and deep into my throat. His fingers laced through my hair and pressed my head down harder. He fucked me in my mouth, moving his hips slowly and sensuously, enjoying the feeling of my teeth scraping and biting the crown of his pulsating, throbbing cock.
My hands dug into his crotch, tugging at his full balls. He unbuckled his belt and shoved his pants down his legs, too hot to care if anyone walked by the car and looked in at us. I struggled to sit up a little so I could slide my hand up and down his slippery shaft. The head of his cock had turned fiery red from the blood pumping furiously through his distended veins. He groaned. His hand closed around mine, stroking up and down, trying to spread his thick precum over every inch of his twitching dick.
"Faster!" he choked. "Beat that thing faster and harder. I'm going to come all over this Goddamn car. Use two hands! Yeah, yeah, that's the way. Jesus, you can really stroke a man!"
My fist whipped up and down on him. His dick turned redder, and glistened with my saliva. I grabbed his hand and shoved it inside my panties. "Fingerfuck me," I panted. "I want to come at the same time you do."
He jerked my head down on his lap again and rammed his cock in my gasping mouth. I felt his cum surge up the long shaft of his dick and splash hotly against the back of my throat. I swallowed convulsively, sucking madly and taking every drop, milking his throbbing rod until he grabbed my head and made me hold still. His whole body trembled. His finger raked against my cunt walls. My legs closed tightly. I came hard, biting and sucking on his rigid cock and running my thumb up the underside of his prick, draining him completely.
He made me sit up, then pushed my hands away. "Christ!" he grumbled. "You made me come as fast as a school kid. Now I'm really hot to fuck."
He looked at my tits in my thin sweater. My nipples stuck out, crinkled up hard and perky. My face was flushed and sweaty.
"I want to see you in my office, on the noon break," he told me, rubbing his warm hand over my bare knee. "You do fuck?" He smiled. "It won't do you any harm to have a friend like me help find you a job after you graduate. Be nice, and I'll be nice."
"You have a casting couch?" I smiled back at him.
"One that will do," he grinned, tucking his cock gingerly back into his pants. "Twelve noon. OK?"
I didn't learn a darned thing in my classes that morning. All I could think about was his long cock pushing my hot hole. I had never been screwed by a man his age, and never by such a thick, sturdy cock like he had. If he came fast, I intended to hold him in me and let it soak until he got hard again, then fuck me until I didn't have another come left in me.
His receptionist looked at me suspiciously when I showed up in his office at twelve sharp. She had full, pointy tits and a slim waist that flared out into a set of sexy hips that undulated like she had a cock up her snatch. She showed me into his office.
"I'll call you if I need you," he told her. "Shut the door tight behind you."
She sniffed and tossed her head. If looks could kill, I'd have been dead on the spot. I think she figured he was her private cock, and she resented the way he smiled and undressed me with his eyes. She slammed the door after giving me a long, dirty look.
He wasted no time. His warm hands tugged my sweater out of my skirt and cupped my tits. He pushed it up around my neck and bent over, his ribs brushing over my stiff nipples.
"Beautiful tits," he murmured. "So firm and round and white."
I caught my breath and reached for his fly. His hard cock snapped out, standing up stiff and straight. I felt my face grow hot with desire. His fingers tugged at the snap on my skirt. I helped him unfasten it and stepped out of it, my knees suddenly weak and trembly.
"You've got a sweet pair," he told me. "A really sweet pair of tits." I shivered when his hands squeezed me roughly. My nipples felt like they would break off from the tingling sensations as his fingers pinched and pulled on them. My panties showed a dark patch of moisture at the crotch.
"I want to suck that hot cunt I had my fingers in this morning," he said. "Lay down and spread those pretty legs."
I moaned with pleasure as his hot mouth pressed against my wet panty, nuzzling into me and making my pussy twitch with anticipation of his tongue licking my clit. His hands slid under the edge of the cotton and cupped my hot asscheeks.
"Ohhhhh," I moaned softly. "Your hands are so strong and warm on my ass. Slip your finger between my buns. Press harder. Push your finger in my asshole. I'm so fucking hot to get going, I can't wait!"
His trembling finger pushed my panty crotch aside, and my wet cunt was completely exposed to his hot gaze.
"Damn. What a beautiful cunt!" he breathed. "Pink. Tight. I can see your clit standing up."
I reached down and ran my finger along my wet slit. "It wants to be kissed," I panted. "Suck on me. Suck on my hot clitty, please, please. I've been dreaming about this moment all morning."
My cunt was flaming hot and itchy. I knew I was behaving like a whore, but I didn't care. I grabbed his head and pulled his face tight against my cunt, urging him to kiss and suck it. He spread my legs wide, lifting my knees. My hips were moving like he was already in me, fucking me with his long dick.
"You have the prettiest pussy I have ever had on this couch," he breathed. "It makes my receptionist's cunt look like she's a bitchy, dried up old maid. I'm really going to enjoy fucking you."
"Do it," I told him boldly. "I want you to screw me with that hard cock."
I squeezed my hand around his thick, pulsating rod. God, that thing was so long and thick it was going to tear me in half! I was torn between fear of him hurting me and excitement at the thought of taking his huge dork up my tunnel. His hand closed on the elastic band of my panties and ripped them off. He pushed me roughly to the center of the couch and brought the bulbous head of his hard prick against my wet fuck hole.
"Now you are going to get it," he muttered. He moved into me, his arms sliding under my hot body and holding me close to him as his stiff cock worked into my twitching hole.
It hurt, but not as much as I had thought it would. I wiggled my ass and thrust up against his hardness. My back arched with tension, lifting his strong body up as my hips fed his cock into my aching hole, deeper and deeper. I shuddered, then locked my ankles over his back. My heels dug into him. His cock felt like an immense steel rod buried in my stomach.
"Fuck my hole, damn it! Get it going," I rasped at him. My mouth had gone dry. My nails ripped at his back as he stroked into me, brutally. His big, thick cockhead stretched my hot pussy lips every time he slammed his prick into me. I felt like it was coming clear up through me into my mouth! I could almost taste the salty flavor of his meat.
The excitement in my belly turned into a red-hot flame. I grew tense. My thighs quivered. My ass met every stroke of his hard, thrusting rhythm. "Yes," I cried. "Oh yessss! Give it to me!"
"God, you are one hot bitch," he groaned. "A Goddamn hot fucking bitch!"
My cunt walls closed on him, gripping him hard, dragging his juice out of his stiff rod. His cock made lewd squishing noises as it churned furiously in my hot pussy hole. He pulled back and stared down at my soaked mound and cunt lips stretched wide by his thick, pulsating hardness reaming into me, driving clear to the bottom of my moist, clinging passage. He got a firm grip on my hips and pressed my ass down into the couch. His cock rammed in and out of me, faster and faster. His hands slid up my sweat-soaked body to grab me around my waist. He lifted himself up on his knees and slammed his heavy, wet balls against my hot flesh. My hand closed around his cock, jacking him off in my cunthole, raking up and down his hard shaft and jerking him out to rub his cockhead furiously around and around on my screaming clit. I rammed him back in me again and then whipped him out while he held himself high over me and watched my hands beating his meat, turning his heavy cock redder than fire.
He fell beside me, staring at my fingers gripping his meat, pounding up and down on him. My other hand flew down to my cunt, tearing it open, fingerfucking my burning hole. I lost all control. I wanted to come any way I could. His head turned and his mouth closed over my bouncing tit. He sucked madly on my nipple, thrusting his cock through my fist, tightening his muscles like crazy, going for his climax.
I rolled over on him and sat down hard. His cock bent and then snapped straight into me, spearing into my cunt to the very bottom. My hips ground down on him, moving in wider and wider circles, pressing tightly against the base of his rod.
Suddenly, his head went back as his back arched up in a great curve. His sperm shot into my clasping cunt like lava gushing out of a volcano. Over and over again he squirted, flooding my cunt with jism that ran out all over his hairy balls.
A hot singe of electric current-like feeling shot up my spine. My hands gripped his shoulders. My eyes shut tightly as my orgasm ripped through me.
"Jesus Christ! You make me come so hard it's killing me!" I gasped. "I can't stop coming. Corning! Coming!"
I screamed and beat on his chest with clenched fists, my cunt raking up and down on his hard cock as cramping spasms made me fall heavily on his sweating body.
I lay on him for the longest time, sucking in great gulps of air while the office seemed to tilt and whirl around me. My cunt kept squeezing, milking his softening cock until, with a final twitch, he slipped out. He slipped out from under me, got to his feet and stood looking down at me, shaking his head to clear his foggy brain.
"That was the wildest fuck I've had in months! I knew you would be a hot cunt when I saw you fingering your snatch out in your car, but I never dreamed you'd get me going like you did."
I stretched luxuriously. My hand brushed over his slippery cock. "Like to go again?" I asked him. "I'm still hot!"
I looked down at his flaming red pecker and shook his head. "I'm going to have to service that hot bitch receptionist of mine before too long. I have no doubt she's been listening to us fuck. When you go, she will be in here begging me to diddle her box. Give me a rain check."
I pouted but let him pull me to my feet and help me into my skirt and sweater. I left my torn panties on the floor just to make his office girl even madder at me. Thinking about how she'd blow her stack made me feel better about not getting any more cock right away. But I intended to get screwed again tomorrow, right there on his soft couch!