"Susie Walters, you will remain after class," Betty Wingate ordered, her voice harsh. She had had all she could stand. Not only had Susie refused to pay attention all during her lecture, the large breasted girl continually stretched and displayed her supple young body. Betty was sure she did it for the benefit of the irritating Dale Paulson, who showed his approval of Susie's behavior by rubbing his swollen crotch repeatedly and leering at the girl openly. Every so often he would look at Betty in the same way, and that bothered her more than she wanted to admit.
The bell rang, and the students rushed from the room. Animals, Betty thought to herself, all of them. Susie remained in her seat, looking sullen.
"Come here," Betty said coldly.
Susie got up, her manner languid, and walked to the front desk, her eyes downcast.
"Well," Betty said, "what do you have to say for yourself?"
"About what?" Susie asked, flashing her a nasty look.
"About your behavior. I have never seen anyone display herself so openly and lewdly. You should be ashamed. When you are in my class, you are to concentrate on the finer aspects of literature, not on your own bestial desires."
Susie stared at her teacher, her eyes mirroring her defiance. "Some of us are proud of our bodies, Miss Wingate. Some of us don't pretend to be something we aren't."
"Exactly what do you mean by that, young lady?" Betty's voice was angry, but her face was flushed with embarrassment. She suspected only too well what the teenager was getting at.
Susie smiled triumphantly. "I think you know. Ben told me all about it."
"How dare you?" Betty hissed, her face twisted into a frightening mask. "How dare you even allude to such a thing?"
"Up yours, you cunty bitch!" Susie snarled. She turned on her heel and started out of the room.
"You're a lying little slut!" Betty howled after her.
Susie turned and smiled sardonically. "Don't you wish." She left the classroom, slamming the door behind her.
Dale was waiting in the parking lot. "So what did she want?" he asked as he leaned against the fender of his car. He took care to push his hips forward, his huge penis clearly outlined in his tight, grease stained pants.
"Nothing important. Want to do it at the clubhouse?" She brushed close to him, deliberately pushing her lushly fleshed hip into his bulge.
Dale laughed. "Shit, Baby, what I like about you is the directness. You don't fuck around. Come on. Jump in and let's go fuck."
The clubhouse was deserted, and Susie was half disappointed. She had been hoping for a replay of her.orgiastic experience with the cycle club. Dale opened the door, and they went inside.
"Take off your clothes and lay down," Dale ordered gruffly.
"My, my, aren't we in a hurry, though," Susie replied, her tone teasing. She grinned at Dale lewdly, rotating her hips in open invitation.
"Fuck yes, I'm in a hurry. You got me so turned on in English class, I damn near creamed my pants. I figured that was why Miss Wingate kept you, to lecture you about not showing off your body."
"Naw," Susie answered as she undid her skirt. "She just had a wild hair up her ass."
"I bet that's all she's ever had up there," Dale said, pulling off his sweater to reveal his hair studded chest.
"That's where you'd like to be, isn't it?"
"Yeah, I guess. There and other places." He watched the girl, his eyes wide with sexual excitement as she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled the halves of it aside to show him her full, creamy breasts. Arching her slim back, she displayed her lush, melon shaped bosoms, wriggling from side to side lewdly so that they quivered and undulated. "Miss Wingate doesn't have tits as big as these," she whispered, her voice husky with passion.
"Fuck, no, she don't!" Dale answered. With trembling fingers, he reached out to caress the supple, creamy flesh of his girl friend's breasts, his hands kneading them, feeling the spongy tissue, and making Susie gasp with raw lust.
"Aw, Christ, Dale, you make it feel so good," Susie mumbled as she pushed forward against his relentlessly caressing hands. Her breath came in short, excited gasps, and she felt suddenly alive with horny, complete lewdness. With a shake of her shoulders, she let her blouse fall to her trim waist.
Dale stared at her, his eyes wide and glazed over with passion. He realized again how beautiful Susie was. Maybe he was crazy to even think about Betty Wingate. Why did he need sex with her when he had a girl like Susie ready and waiting for him every time his penis grew erect? He could hardly catch his breath as the aching tightness of lust spread over his rippling chest muscles. Just looking at her made his erection swell to the point where its throbbing drove him half insane.
Her breasts swung free, making him think of ripe fruit, sweet and succulent and ready for his sucking, nibbling mouth. Her big dark nipples were hard and erect with lewd excitement. The sexiest thing about Susie was that she was always ready, fully as horny and sensually bold as he or any of the other guys he knew. Even now, part of Dale's lusty arousal was caused by memories of the way Susie had acted with his gang right here in the clubhouse. He vowed to arrange another session with them as soon as possible.
Susie's skillful fingers undid the snaps at the top of her skirt. With one quick push of her hands, she let it slither to the floor. Slowly, she stepped out of it, her eyes always on Dale.
At her waist was the dark elastic band of her pantyhose, and beneath it he could see her skin tight bikini briefs, lacy and half transparent.
"Why don't you finish the job for me, Dale?" she whispered as she kicked off her low shoes. Her arms were extended high above her head, and she stood before him like a finely sculpted marble statue. A salacious grin played teasingly over her full, crimson lips, and she licked them invitingly. Seeing her pink tongue made Dale shiver all over as he imagined it tickling at the base of his hot, throbbing glans.
"Sure, I'll help, Baby," he whispered as he moved to her, his movements dreamlike and wrought with passion. His long, hard phallus burned in his jeans, pulsing alive like a second heart. The harsh denim of his pants chafed its tip, and he caught his breath, half afraid he would squirt his cum too soon.
Silently, the boy dropped to his knees, his eyes traveling up and down the girl's body, his greed for her overwhelming him. Her waist was so narrow, he felt as if he could join his fingers around it, and her hips flared out into the firm fleshiness of her high, womanly buttocks.
Carefully, Dale slid his fingers beneath the tight waistband of her pantyhose.
"Oh, Honey good," she whispered, her body wriggling against him in open offering. "Undress me. Hurry!" Dale's pulse quickened wildly as he slid her pantyhose over the exciting swell of her hips and down her smooth, tapering legs. Susie stepped out of them, lifting her feet one at a time, letting him peel the tight garment from her. She steadied herself by gripping his neck and broad shoulders, her slim fingers kneading his flesh urgently.
"Next slide down my bikini," Susie commanded, her voice harsh with lustful passion. "That's all that's in the way now. I'll be completely naked for you." She squirmed under his touch, the flames licking at her inner thighs. Already she could feel the drops of freshness oozing from the taut, quivering lips of her fleece covered pussy.
Dale tugged at her panties, and she helped push them down over her flaring thighs. Her tight, narrow slit was clearly visible. Inhaling deeply, the boy could smell the ripeness of it, and saliva filled his hot mouth.
"Oh, God, Baby, you're so wonderful," he whispered, pulling her panties off over her feet. She stood before him completely nude, her body undulating teasingly and her hands moving up to cup her huge breasts.
"It feels so good, so good to be naked!" Susie said, her tone almost a whine. Her fingers caressed her nipples, making them stand more erect than ever. Suddenly, she looked down at him and smiled broadly. "Take off your clothes now," she said, "and let me watch you. Do a striptease for me. I want that more than anything." She lay down on the narrow cot, her hands behind her head, and stared at her lover with heavy-lidded eyes.
Unaccountably, Dale suddenly felt embarrassed. He had been naked with Susie a thousand times, but somehow the idea of playing the role of sexual arouser threw him off balance.
"Aw, come on," he mumbled, scuffing his feet and looking down.
Susie giggled. "Are you shy all at once? Don't be, Dale. Just think, seeing you strip will make me all the hotter and all the more ready for you. I can hardly wait to see your big, thick cock flop out of your pants. It looks so stiff now that I bet it'll point right toward the ceiling. And I can just imagine how your big, cum-filled balls will swing underneath it, just the way they always do. Ouuu, Dale! I absolutely can't wait to lick 'em. Would you like that? Do you want me to make them all wet and tickley for you?" She wriggled her buttocks against the dirty blanket, spreading her legs and letting the dark pinkness of her vaginal slit peep out at him.
Slowly, his eyes on the girl, Dale bent and removed his boots and socks. Then, standing tall and facing her, he unbuckled his heavy leather belt. Opening the snap at the top of his waistband, he fumbled for the zipper.
"Let me," Susie whimpered. "Let me do it for you, just like opening a creamy, big Christmas present." She held out her hands to him.
Dale moved over to the edge of the cot and stood there, his hands on his hips. He thrust his pelvis forward, well aware of the girl's lustful eyes on his throbbing bulge. Quickly, with fine, sure fingers, Susie pulled down his zipper. With both hands, she pushed his pants down over his trim, lanky thighs, and his hugely distended cock sprang out as if it were released from prison. Susie breathed deeply, filling her flaring nostrils with the heady scent of male crotch. The smell translated itself at once to her groin, and the licking flames burned more fiercely than before.
"Ohhhh! Dale! It's so big. I forget between times how big and thick it is. Oh, Baby, I want it so bad." Soft mewling cries of passion came from her straining throat as she wrapped her cool fingers around his blood engorged shaft. Dale arched his back, giving himself over to her frantic ministrations. Susie moved her hand slowly up and down, carrying the loose, tissue thin skin along with it, feeling the utter hardness of the masculine stalk beneath it. She knew that in moments it would be shoved deep into her body, once again driving her, raping her to total satisfaction.
Susie played with him mercilessly, running her fingers up and down, tracing the heavy blue veins, massaging his swollen, burning flesh. Her other hand cupped his low hanging scrotum, squeezing it, weighing it as she tried to guess how huge a load he carried.
Without warning, she leaned forward and licked at the glans as though it were a stick of candy. Her tongue concentrated on the underside of it, laving the tab of skin that connected his shaft and glowing corona. From there, she trailed her moist way back along the throbbing ridge of his stalk, and Dale threw back his head and moaned helplessly.
"Sit on my face and let me eat your balls," Susie hissed.
Without hesitation, Dale mounted the cot, placing one knee on either side of the girl's head. His hugely swollen gonads hung directly above her mouth, and her nostrils were filled with the funky scent of his openly stretched asshole.
"Down," she whispered. "Come closer."
Slowly, Dale pushed downward until he felt the bottom of his hairy scrotal sac brush her full lips. Susie opened her mouth wide and sucked his succulent, sweating testicles into her oral cavity, washing him instantly with the hotness of her sweet spittle. Her tongue laved over his sensitive flesh in quick, exciting circles, and Dale groaned deep in his throat, a complete animal bent only on sensual completion. He could hear the slurping sounds of her mouth, and he grabbed at his pulsating erection, massaging it frantically. Susie slapped his fingers away, not wanting him to climax anywhere besides into her throat or her oozing vagina.
Suddenly, her mouth left his scrotum, and Dale let out a small cry of disappointment. Almost immediately, he felt her tongue, running up behind his gonads toward the long, hairy crack of his ass. He grunted, transported by pure sexual excitement. The tickling tongue tip moved over his hard, secret flesh, touching him in new and exciting places he had not even dreamed were responsive to a woman's treatment. Her tongue touched his tightly clenched anal opening, and Dale felt as if lightning had struck. His penis jerked wildly, splashing precum over the girl's naked chest. Spasms of raw lust rushed through his groin. He threw back his head and howled like a huge animal in heat. The female tongue burrowed into him, swirling around in the pit of his rectum, opening him up, making him feel some of the excitement Susie had known from him and other men who attacked her anus.
"Ah, ah, Christ, Babe. You're eatin' me out. You're eating out my asshole. I can't believe it! Aw, shit, it feels so gooooood. Don't ever stop, you fucking little animal. Eat my ass. Eat my shit out of me, Bitch!" He writhed about, pushing his open buttocks down against Susie's gaping, sucking mouth.
Suddenly, he bent forward, gibbering madly as though he had become insane. His mouth open wide, he clamped it over the girl's drooling cunt and began sucking at the creamy liquids just as Susie was sucking him. The two of them squirmed against one another, their bodies dripping sweat, their minds unhinged and wheeling free in a universe of sexual pleasure.
"Aw, lick me, Dale, my twat, lick my fucking twat. Oh yesss!" Susie hissed. She opened her legs wide, giving Dale total access to her moist, fragrant genitals.
He placed his hands on her satin inner thighs and pushed her long legs even further apart. He could hardly think. Her tongue writhing and twisting wetly in his ass was driving him nearly out of his mind.
Susie spasmed suddenly, her whole body trembling with delight as Dale touched the thick tip of his moist tongue to the extreme softness of her cuntal mouth. "Ohhhhhhmygoddddddd!" she groaned, tossing her head from side to side. His tongue burrowed into her, pushing the fleshy, blood swollen lips of her pussy apart lewdly.
Dale licked hungrily, like a dog after a bowl of food. He lapped up the musky female wetness hungrily, wetting his cheeks as he buried his face in the fleshy folds of her vagina. She moaned again and again as his tongue pushed between her pink lips, and her body shook with lust. He licked faster and faster, squirming at the thick flesh, digging deeply with his tongue.
"Oh, God, Dale. I'm gonna come. You gotta fuck me now, or I'm gonna come."
He lifted his head from the syrupy banquet. "What's wrong with that? You want to come, don't you?"
"Yeeeees! Oh, yes, but only with your cock shoving into me. I want to come around your big, thick prick. I want to drown it with my juice."
"Aw, shit, Baby! I'll fuck you. You bet I'll fuck you!" Immediately, Dale changed positions, getting between Susie's widely splayed legs, his eyes on her trembling, pulsing twat. "Oh, Honey!" he groaned.
"That's beautiful, so beautiful."
"Then take it, Dale. Fuck, fuck, fuck me to death. Push that big, hard cock of yours in me and screw!"
Using both hands, Dale spread the girl's creamy thighs. "Aw, Christ, Honey, you're so excited you're just juicin' over!"
"Yeah, I'm excited. I'm gonna come if you don't shove it into me!"
Taking his raging erection in his hand, Dale jerked it, insuring that it was at full hardness. Then he leaned forward, and the wet tip of his penis kissed the folds of Susie's throbbing cunt. She moaned animalistically and squirmed about on the soiled cot, her cheeky buttocks turning the sheet into a mound of twisted linen. She raised her pelvis, pushing her cuntal mound into him, and Dale gasped as he felt his hardened knob disappear between her moist, burning hot lips. Susie let out an excited sigh as she felt her pussy being pushed open, entered, distended by the male's thick, knobbish head.
"Oh, yeeees!" she groaned through tightly clenched teeth. "Oh, fuck me, Baby. Fuck me to death!" She raised her knees, hugging Dale's slim hips between them, urging him inward.
The boy pushed forward, sobbing lowly as he felt more and more of his pulsating shaft sliding up the teenager's female channel. The heat of her interior was intense, and he could almost feel the blood engorged his erection was beginning to boil. It would not be long, he was sure, before the cum would bubble up out of his swollen nuts, fling itself along the canal of his urethra, and vomit out into Susie's throbbing, gripping, loving cunt.
"Oh, Dale, you're good. You fill me up so good!"
Dale could not answer. He was too busy sucking for breath. His hips moved forward and back, faster faster faster, scraping against the tender tissues of Susie's vagina. For each thrust, she rose to meet him, forcing his burgeoning erection into her body as far as it could go.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she moaned. "Ohhhhhh, I'm coo-oooming!"
"Me too, Hon. Me tooooo!" Dale gasped. The two of them writhed and bucked on the narrow, squeaking cot. Susie felt her cunt flower open, expanding, loosening, taking all of her lover. The juices gushed from her, sweet, and warm, and musky smelling.
Dale let forth a deluge of hot, starchy cum, coating Susie's throbbing insides with his manly hotness. Again and again, he climaxed, gallons of fresh man juice gushing from the deep, swollen slit in the end of his rigid, punishing erection.
At long last, the two teenagers were still. Dale cradled his face in the curve of Susie's neck. "Aw, shit, Susie," he whispered weakly, "that was so good."