After the fucking incident with Mr. Holiday and Miss Peterson, Mr. Holiday invited Suzy to his apartment. He said he had a surprise for her, and she should meet him that evening at seven.
Suzy found Bethany later in the day. They had a football game, so they went and changed into their uniforms.
"Can I stay at your house again tonight?" Suzy asked. "I am still havin' a fight with my mom. I haven't been home in a couple days, and I'm not gonna."
"Sure," Bethany said, "but you'll have to came over around nine, 'cause I have to go to a concert with my mom and dad. But we'll be home about then."
Suzy thought about Mr. Sizemore. "They'll not mind?"
"No," Bethany said.
Bethany's outing with her parents gave Suzy the chance to go by Mr. Holiday's apartment and check out the surprise he had for her.
Suzy was still uptight about that horny Miss Peterson, the way she just busted in on that fuck she was having with Mr. Holiday, just busted in and took over. But what could Mr. Holiday do? He had to let her jump on him like that or she would have gotten them both in trouble with the school.
She wore her uniform as she rode in the cab to Mr. Holiday's apartment, feeling good with six hundred dollars in cash in her purse, and a handsome teacher really hot for her.
The cab driver kept peering in the rear view mirror, appraising Suzy in her cheerleading uniform, the way the little blue skirt with inverted white pleats rode high on her luscious thighs; the way the thin cotton hem was up there near her crotch. The tight white sweater had a blue JH on the shoulder and a dark-blue stripe down the sleeves. Her big teen tits bulged the sweater lewdly at the chest. She had her legs crossed. Her legs looked adorable in the dark red knee socks and the blue and white tennis shoes.
Suzy crossed her legs, holding one a little above her knee, letting the cabbie see up under her skin, letting him gawk at her shiny, light baby-blue bloomers.
The tiny sight of the shiny satin crotch made the driver stare longingly, until he had to slam on the brake and swerve to miss hitting another car.
The cabbie was bald-headed, about fifty, chubby, but had a kind, friendly face. He got the cab under control again, and then glanced on back at Suzy the rest of the drive.
When they got there, Suzy waited, and the cabbie got out, opened her door, and held it open. She slid sexily across the seat, her legs pointed toward the driver, her knees slightly apart. She managed to hold the skirt with one hand as she slid, and it pulled way up over her panties.
The cabbie drooled. He had a half-hard cock already sticking against his pants. He gaped as Suzy held the pose for a moment, giving him a good, jizzy look. She played surprised, struggling then to get the little skirt back in place as she got out. She brushed against him, and felt his hard cock.
Suzy looked around. There was no one near. She reached down and rubbed her thumb, pressing it into the hard cockstalk in his pants, pulling it up and down.
"You gonna give me this ride for free for lettin' you see up my skirt like that?" she whispered, looking up at the enchanted driver.
"Uh-huh. Yeah, free," he gulped.
She threw her purse over her shoulder and walked toward the house. She got halfway up the walk, stopped and looked over her shoulder at the panting cabbie and smiled.
She rang the bell and two men who looked just like Mr. Holiday opened the door. Identical twins.
This threw Suzy for a spin. "Huh?"
"My twin, Frank," one Mr. Holiday said. They stood handsome, manly, smelling like fresh shaving lotion, dressed in red, terrycloth robes that hemmed out above their knees.
"Come in, Suzy," Mr. Holiday said.
"Jeez, two of you," Suzy whispered in amazement.
He pulled her into his apartment and closed the door. "I guess I've never told you my first name, Suzy. It's Henry, but please call me Hank."
"Hank and Frank," Suzy mumbled, looking from one handsome twin to the other.
"Didn't I tell you she was incredible, Frank?"
Hank stood back, admiring Suzy in her cheerleading uniform, smiling respectfully at her.
"Oh, she is indeed," Frank said, doing the same thing.
"My, sweet darling," Hank said, and pulled her into his arms, kissing her flush on the mouth, holding her compact teenaged body tightly against him.
He stuck his hand up under her tiny skirt and rubbed on her pussy, his fingertips pressing into the satin bloomers.
"I love her, too," Mr. Holiday said.
"I can see why," Frank said. "She's fantastic."
"Hear that, Suzy? Frank thinks you're fantastic. So do I, darling."
His fingers pliantly played at the crotch of her soft baby-blue panties. Frank came up behind her. He rubbed against her ass. He opened his robe, took his cock, which was just as long as his brother's, shoved it up under the skirt, and moved it around on Suzy's ass.
"Jeez, you guys," Suzy whispered.
Hank opened his robe. His cock swung out and swayed like a vibrating snake.
Hank kissed her. Then Frank spun her around and kissed her. Then Hank kissed her, and again Frank turned her and plastered his lips on her freshly painted pink lips.
Each twin kissed wetly, and as they kissed Suzy they put their hands on her tits, her ass, her pussy, rubbing all over her tight, sweet cheerleading uniform.
Suzy was on fire. She felt a swoon of passion and pleasure grip her. The twins finally brought her spin to a stop, and they both stood nude before her, their huge 11-inch pricks swinging and swaying, throbbing and thumping on full erections. She looked. She shuddered. She eyed their thin, masculine bodies, their huge pricks, their big, fat balls. And she especially liked the double handsomeness, the devastatingly good looks of both men.
"Let's play," Hank said, and he took her arms, puffing both down to their cocks. Suzy grabbed the hard pricks. She stood in front of them, a cock in each hand.
"Jeez, you guys. Wow!"
This was all she could manage, since she was so amazed at what was taking place, but she loved the feel of their big cocks, the hot, hard, smooth feel of their pricks clutched in her tiny hands.
She jerked in and out on each cock, holding them with an over handed grip, able to push down on the rising erections.
Hank reached over and pulled her skirt up over the blue bloomers. Frank rubbed her cunt, feeling the soft muffin under the smooth, shiny satin. Hank squeezed her tits through her little sweater. She pumped slowly on their big, hard, juicy cocks.
All three were lost in the magic of erotic sex. Suzy looked at their handsome faces. She felt the throb of their towering twin pricks, and felt hands all over her sweet, young body.
Somebody had her skirt up in blue and white pleats, somebody was rubbing on her cunt. Someone kept squeezing her tits, someone played with her ass. Someone was kissing her, sticking a tongue in her mouth.
Someone unzipped her skirt and it fell in a colorful pile of pleats around her tennis shoes. Someone said, "I wanna take her panties down."
Both men pulled away from her grip on their pricks. They knelt in front and behind her. She stood beautifully in her knee socks, bloomers, tennies, white sweater, and her long flowing ponytail tied with a bright white ribbon.
Mr. Holiday was behind her. Frank was in front. Frank tugged her tight bright-blue bloomers down, all the while kissing them passionately and lovingly. Suzy watched him peel them over her honeypot pussy.
"I wanna keep these pants as a souvenir," Frank whispered. "May I, Suzy?"
"Huh? Oh, keep my bloomers? I dunno," she muttered, but before she could finish he had them off, clutched in his hand and his mouth was pasted to her delicious pussy.
Hank cupped her ass and sent his tongue swirling up and down the crack of her ass.
"Ah!" she yelped. "Ah, ohhh! Hey, you guys! Wow!" Suzy babbled, her voice trembling with excitement, desire, and her knees wobbling with weakness.
The two men twirled their tongues. Frank lapped at her cunt, and Mr. Holiday was rimming her asshole. It was a whole new experience for Suzy, and the feeling that simmered through her was like one she had never felt before.
"Oh, don't… I mean it tickles so much. It's… oh, Mr. Holiday. Hank. Frank. Whoever's doin' what down there. You guys!"
They licked and sucked. She swooned with a craving and a desire, with a tingle of pulsing pleasure as she stood there and let them administer their hot oral business.
"My pussy and my shitter! Gee, you guys. Both of you. Your tongues. Ohhhh!" Suzy wailed hotly.
"Do you like it, dear?" She couldn't tell if it was Frank or Hank talking. "Do you like this?"
"Uh-huh," she answered, looking down, seeing one of the twins sucking her whole cunt into his mouth greedily. Then he chewed it lovingly, gently while he fucked his tongue in and out of the gooey pussy goodness.
The other tongue danced up and down her ass split, then it fucked in and out of her asshole. She thought she might faint from the joy that overwhelmed her.
"You're like dogs down there," Suzy muttered. "Your tongues are wild like a dog's. Ahhh, shit! Oh, Mr. Holiday. Mr. Frank, Hank, or sirs!"
Her whole body shook with the sweet feel of their loving action.
"Oh, here it cums!" she shouted, and the frenzy of her climax stiffened her like a board. Tongues fucked her in those two sensitive spots, thrilling her beyond belief.
But it was a different kind of climax, it just kept on raging through her.
"Oh, shit!" she bellowed.
"Is this one of your fantasies, Suzy?" She knew it was the original Mr. Holiday calling to her. She heard his mellow, masculine voice through the curtain of pleasure that enclosed her.
"I never even thought about this – two guys lickin' me like you guys are doin', Hank and Frank."
"Tell us another of your fantasies, Suzy. I told Frank about the window."
"You guys are really lewd, ain't you? Talkin' about me, probably jerkin' to me, too, huh?"
"You know it," came a manly voice.
Suzy pushed her hips out, then bumped them back, pushed into the fucking tongue at her pussy, humped back to the slobbering tongue doing her asshole.
"Well," she said, "if you guys really wanna know. I'd like to write a story 'bout this someday, get some publisher to put it out, tell the truth about all the cocks that got hard for me, and in that way get those guys readin' my story real hot so they would jack-off to me, too. I can just see millions of 'em layin' on their beds, readin' my story, thinkin' about me and jerkin' their hard cocks, and there would be all kinds of pricks, big ones, little ones, thick ones, thin ones, and I'd love all of 'em. I'd see all those guys pumpin on their pricks in honor of me. Oh, shit, you don't think I'd like that?"
She came again.
"Yeah, you'd like that," one of the twins said, and it was the man in front of her. He stood and grabbed his cock. He jerked furiously on it.
"See what I mean. Like that," Suzy said hotly. "I like the way you're beatin' that Goddam prick of yours. That's what I like. The way you're doin' that."
She knew the twin behind her got up too, because she felt him jerking his cock on her ass, slapping the mallet-head against the glorious cheeks of her magnificent ass.
The man in front of her moved into her and his cocktip pushed at the lips of her cunt. He thumped on the cockstalk.
"See, that's what you guys are doin'. You're beating-off to me. See?" Suzy whimpered, feeling ecstasy, feeling pleasure as the rippling tides of her climax continued to slush through her.
"Yeah, beat it! Beat it. That's good, guys, really pump for me. You know I deserve it. You know you should jack on your big pricks for me every damn day. You should get up in the morning with a huge hard-on, and you should sit on the edge of the bed, think of me, like this, with my ass so fine, my tits stickin' out of this sweater, my wet pussy being jerked on, think of this, then whack off, damnit. Whack off! Come on, whack off, you big bad daddies!"
She was completely weak, babbling, being held up by the men as they shot their wads, and jerked their big pricks at her ass and pussy.
"Ahhhh, shit." Suzy sighed.
There was a Mr. Holiday in front, and a Mr. Holiday in back. She felt a big prick paddling her ass, splattering cum all over her smooth ass cheeks. The Mr. Holiday in front was humped down, jerkin' his cock at her pussy, mashing the head into her honey-blonde patch of cunt hair.
She kept having a series of mini-climaxes. A continual ripple of pleasure and exquisite delight shuddered through her fine body.
"Yeah, masturbate, Misters! Pump, pump, pump those pricks! I like seein' you do that. Jerk 'em hard and go as fast as you can go, will you? Oh, yeah!" She watched the twin in front of her furiously pound his prick at her.
The nub of his cockhead felt good jiggin' on her clit. Suzy floated in divine ecstasy. She swooned and mumbled to them about jacking off, continuing to pour a barrage of encouragement to the handsome men.
They nodded at each other over her shoulder and came.
"Oh, fuck!" Suzy shouted.
Cum-cream spread in splattering gobs all over her belly, her pussy, her legs, and she felt the spray of jizz cream her ass, too.
"Which one are you?" she panted to the one in front of her.
"Frank," he gasped, thumping his cock against her cunt.
"Ohhhh, wow!" she cried, and came violently, feeling the thrill of the climax engulf her body, and tingle her into another world.
The next thing she was able to get in perspective was that one of the twins was sitting on the couch. He pulled her down astraddle over his legs so that her back was to him. She sat down on his thighs. His cock was half-hard, pressing up against her ass.
The other twin stood nude in front of her. The twins had strong, masculine arms, big and sinewy.
The twin she was sitting on reached down and cupped ha ass, lifting her up in the air. His cock kept getting harder. Sixty got the idea. She reached down, slicked her hand all over the big, gooey prick, urged it to a full erection, then stuffed it in her pussy.
The twin began lifting her up and down in a slow pump with his hands under her ass, his big brawny arms bulging with muscle as he did this with her, holding her whole body by the ass in his hands.
"Ah, phew," Suzy sighed, her ponytail swishing on her lovely back.
Hands from in front of her reached out and took off her sweater. Then the hands unhooked and took off her bra. She looked so enchanting, being lifted by the ass, up and down, her legs in the red knee socks, her blue and white tennis shoes, and the rest of her gorgeous, tight, teen body, bare and beautiful.
The twin in front of her was fisting his big foot-long prick, rubbing the squirting pricktip, fucking the erect little nipples. He drew circles on her tits with his cock top. He squished jizz all over them. Then he stood higher from his humping position and manipulated his prick on Suzy's lips, rubbing the huge, sticky head on her chin, her cheeks, then rolling it along her lips in a big sweet circle.
Suzy's mouth gaped open. She licked out her tongue and wobbled it all over the big cock top.
He pushed gently and Suzy took the big cock in her mouth. Her lips sucked around it in a spitty seal. Her mouth was puckered. She had a good fish lock on the top of his prick. Her pretty cheeks were glistening with cum, and they were indented in sweet sucking dimples.
With one hand she felt the slide of the cock fucking her pussy, and with the other hand she reached out and jiggled the twin's big balls.
She was bumping up and down, bouncing, fucking, all the time being held by the strong arms and hands of one of the twins. She didn't know who was whom. She didn't care. She felt fabulous. This was so exciting. She sucked furiously on the big prick, and let herself ride with the up and down lift she was being given on the other prick.
When she felt her mouth flush with hot cream, she pulled back off the spurting prick, grabbed it and pumped wildly. A moment later she came with the rush of cream that jetted up into her pussy. She loved it. She loved the big cock in there, the way she was sliding up and down on it.
"Oh, you guys!" she yelled. "Jeeeeezzzzz!"