As soon as Vicky stalked off the playing field, Biff Benson sauntered in the direction of the girls' gymnasium. He felt kind of sorry for ol' Vicky. He could tell she was pissed at him for missing dinner, that she felt neglected. Well, that was too bad, but he had something more important cooking right now, something he just couldn't miss.
Biffs philosophy of marriage was quite simple. If he supplied the income, his wife ought to be content. And after twenty years of marriage, she shouldn't be surprised if he turned his attentions elsewhere. Women were supposed to be faithful, but men had to play around.
The girls' gym was empty except for the four cheerleaders who were practicing their routines. Biffs eyes became hungry as he watched them. Jesus Christ, those delicious firm young bodies, those cute bouncing tits, those tantalizing glimpses of white panties and sweet little round butts. Sure, he had a beautiful wife, but after twenty years there was no excitement left in their love-making. He wanted something new and fresh.
"Hi, Coach!" called Bunny, the most vivacious and out-going of the cheerleaders. "How was practice?"
"Fine," said Biff. "We've got a winning team again. How you girls coming along?"
"We're a winning team, too," said Bunny. Biff grinned. "I'll bet you are. Say, Bunny, could you come and help me with a little paperwork?"
"Sure, Coach," said Bunny. "See you later, girls."
The other three cheerleaders, Judy, Kim and Lisa, gathered up their props and prepared to go home, while Bunny followed Biff to his office in the boys' gym. She was young and full of enthusiasm that she sometimes skipped ahead of him, still singing the school anthem. This amused Buff and turned him on. She wasn't the cutest of the cheerleaders, but she was damned attractive. Her long blonde hair was straight and squeaky clean, her body slender and lithe. Her perky breasts rode high without the aid of a bra, bouncing gently as she walked.
As they stepped inside his office, Biff locked the door and swept Bunny into his arms. They kissed hungrily. The eighteen-year-old girl had been his mistress for almost three months now, and still they could hardly keep their hands off each other.
Bunny had been easy to seduce. Buff already knew she was easy, from listening to the boys in the locker room, and that was why he'd chosen her. But Bunny had seemed flattered and delighted to go to bed with him. They began meeting every afternoon in his office, making love on the couch he kept there.
Now Biff broke the kiss and eased the slender girl over to the couch. Bunny was giggling, a habit that sometimes irritated him. "Hey, baby, get serious," he said. "I wanta make love."
"I know," Bunny tittered. "I was just thinking what the principal would say if he knew about us:
The poor ol' fart would probably have a heart attack."
"Oh, yeah." Biff tried to sound amused, but inwardly he quaked. If the principal, or anyone else, knew about his affair with Bunny, he'd lose his job, be washed up in coaching forever. But Biff had found it impossible to resist. He had a thing for teenage girls.
Impatiently he began to undress Bunny, who was still giggling and horsing around. She squirmed and snickered as he pulled her sweater off over her head. Biff gawked at her small but perfect tits with their little strawberry pink nipples, and he felt his mouth watering.
"Don't muss my hair," she laughed.
"Sure, sure," said Biff, who was already flushed in the face. "You wanta help me get these clothes off?"
Bunny obligingly wriggled out of her skin, then skinned out of her white satin bikini panties. Her hips were almost as slender as a boy's, but her nipped-in tiny waist gave her a delicate feminine appearance. Her pussy muff had always delighted Biff. It was tiny and sparse and blonde, almost nonexistent as on a small girl. He liked that because he could pretend she was even younger.
Biff reached for her to draw her down on the couch, but Bunny squealed with laughter and eluded him. Shit, she wanted him to chase her, She loved that game, but it wore Biff out. Dutifully he began lumbering around the room, trying to trap her, his face flushed, his breathing loud. Part of it was excitement and part of it was overweight. He couldn't take his eyes off her cute bouncing little boobs, and Bunny couldn't stop giggling. She was fast, but fortunately she wasn't, too smart. Biff managed to trap her in a corner. He seized the squealing girl and carried her over to the couch.
"Let's get it on," he said.
"No fair-you have to undress first," laughed Bunny.
Biff wasn't much for foreplay, and he would have preferred just to lower his pants and ball her, but he obediently began to undress. Bunny watched in frank fascination. Some of the kids called Coach "The Gorilla", but only Bunny knew how closely he resembled that animal. He had a massive slope-shouldered body, with long muscle bound arms, and his whole body seemed thickly matted with black hair.
She licked her lips as she watched him lower his pants and shorts. She was fascinated with Biff's cock and balls. He was so hairy down there, so gross, his pale penis emerging from a thick black bush, his balls thickly furred. His prick was not erect, Bunny saw, just a droopy little worm that flopped lazily between his thick muscular thighs.
Buff saw where she was looking. He sat down on the edge of the couch and said, "Why don't you work on it a little, baby? Get me hard."
Giggling but eager, the slender blonde teenage came and knelt in front of him. She picked up his doughy limp cock and began to play with it.
Bunny insisted on playing around before they fucked, and because he wanted her so much, he allowed it. And he'd found out it was fun. As her slender fingers tickled up and down his flaccid cock, he sighed blissfully.
"Where'd you learn to do stuff like that?" he chuckled.
"I do what boys like," Bunny said proudly. "Whatever feels good."
"Well, that sure as hell feels good," Biff sighed.
Christ, did it. This dippy eighteen-year-old blonde really knew how to turn a guy on. She literally tickled up and down his limp shaft, then curled her fingers around it and pumped it till his meat began to throb and come alive. When she felt the doughy penis pulsing in her hand, she dipped her head, stuck out her little wet pink tongue, and began to lick both shaft and head, her tongue working fast and rough like a cat lapping milk.
"Awwwww, yeah," Biff moaned.
In his heart he was a puritan, and the first time Bunny licked his cock, he was shocked and disgusted. But he'd also found out that it felt terrific, and he just couldn't resist letting her do it. That busy little tongue-tip was wet and hot and just rough enough to spark hot sensations in his sensitive cock-head. Bunny knew just where he liked to be licked most, too. She licked his cock all over, but she concentrated on the underside of the shaft and on the reddish glans, making his loins fire up with pleasure.
"That's great, baby," he said hoarsely. "Feels real nice.
"Wish I could do it to Mr. Graves," she said.
They both laughed. Graves was her English teacher, and she was almost flunking his course. "You oughta try it," Biff teased. "Maybe he'd give you an A."
"What would you give me, Biff?" she said.
"A-plus, baby, A-plus," Biff sighed.
Bunny rewarded him by swishing her tongue furiously all around his stiffening shaft, making it gleam with her spit. She then dug the tip of her cute pink tongue right into his glans hole, worming it around, making him moan softly. He responded with a big bubble of cock-juice, and Bunny lapped it up and swallowed it like it was candy.
"Ummmm," she said, "you taste good."
Buff blushed. Secretly he was shocked at the kid's morals, at the idea of anyone eating cock-juice, but it sure as hell got him excited. He sat shivering with pleasure and watched avidly as the girl licked and tongued his prick from stem to stem. As she licked him, his prick began to twitch into strong life, growing longer and fatter and pinker. At last it jerked into taut full erection, and the dark slitted mouth of his rosy glans drooled a steady stream of juice.
"Ummmm!" said Bunny. "For me? Is that big stiff dick all for me, Coach?"
"All for you, baby," he said indulgently.
Girls sure had changed since he was young. He recalled that Vicky, when they first started courting, didn't even know what a cock looked like. Bunny not only knew, she also knew every technique in the book for playing with cocks.
"All for me," Bunny babbled, eyeing his fat erection. "Oh, goody."
She suddenly seized his rigid rosy dick and popped it into her mouth. Biff moaned loudly. This was the part that always shocked him most-and felt the best. All his life he'd thought that only whores sucked cock, but this teenage girl was like a pro. She managed to get the whole damned thing in her mouth, till his drooling glans nudged the back of her throat. She gurgled wetly, showing her hungry pleasure, and began to suck on him, loudly, juicily.
"Awwwww, Jesus," Biff moaned. "Yeah, suck my meat, baby, suck it.."
She looked so cute, her cheeks bulging out like a chipmunk's, her blue eyes wide with excitement. She sucked industriously, swallowing his dribbling cock juice with unfeigned enjoyment. She reached out to cup his bloated dangling balls, gently squeezing and massaging them as she loudly sucked his dick. She worked hard at it, her cute little orange-size tits jiggling with her efforts.
Biff wanted to come like crazy, but he considered it wrong to shoot his stuff in her mouth. She was always begging him to do it. She said she'd eaten other guys' come. But that was where Biff drew the line. It wasn't easy, though. Her fierce sucking was steamy, hot, and squeezing, like a silk vise. He gritted his teeth and tried not to shoot his load.
"Ummmmm," Bunny gurgled, "Uummmm!"
Damn her, she was doing her best to bring him off. Biff couldn't help grinning at the little imp. Her eyes lit up when she saw him. "No go, baby," he laughed. "I ain't gonna come in your mouth."
Her eyes flashed with mischief, and she suddenly swallowed his dick-literally swallowed it!
"Aawwwwww!" Biff bellowed.
He'd have to control himself. The janitor might hear, or even some of the kids. He'd be finished as a coach for sure if somebody walked in and found him with his stiff cock in this little girl's mouth. But, Christ, she made it hard for him not to yell. She'd never pulled that trick before, actually taking his meat into her throat. It was incredibly tight and hot in there, the sucking more intense, and he felt more than ever like coming.
"Hey, doll, that's enough," he panted. "I mean, it's great, but I wanta ball you now."
Bunny reluctantly let his stiff aching dick pop from her mouth. It snapped up against his hairy paunch. He hadn't had a cock-stand like that in years. His prick was rosy red from her strong sucking, and cream drooled steadily from the dark mouth of his glans. His balls ached with their load. He wanted to get into her NOW.
But as usual, Bunny still wanted to play. Giggling, she sat down at one end of the couch and flung one long leg up over the back. She let the other leg fall over the side, so that she fully and wantonly exposed her sweet red slit. That always shocked Biff, too, but he couldn't help gawking.
"Eat me, Coach," she giggled. "Eat my nice pussy."
Biff had never given head before he met Bunny. He knew Vicky wanted it, but he considered it unmanly to put his mouth to a snatch. But delicious little Bunny had taught him how to eat pussy, and he had to admit that he didn't mind. In a crazy way, she tasted good.
"I ain't hungry," Biff gruffly teased.
Bunny pretended to pout. "Eat my pussy like a good boy," she said, "or you won't get any dessert."
To make her point clearer, she wantonly fingered the moist dark mouth of her cunt. She had a pretty little snatch, if snatches could be called "pretty". The flesh was healthy and pink, gleaming with her horny juice, and very lightly fringed with blonde curls. Her clit was large, poking out brazenly from between the fluffy lips of her mons. Biff aimed for it as he dipped his head.
"Oooooooh." Bunny squealed.
Biff's large rough tongue zeroed in on her red clit-shaft. He attacked the juicy little nubbin with the tip of his tongue, flicking it briskly back and forth. The effect on Bunny was electric. The girl was instantly and violently aroused, squealing and writhing with pleasure. Hot cream gushed from her little cunt mouth and soaked his chin.
"Yeah, lick my clit," she gasped, "lick it, Biff… Ohhhh, God, I just love that…"
He tongued her clit as fast and hard as he could, enjoying the power it gave him. He knew he could drive her crazy with hominess when he tongued her little joy-button. Her small cunt mouth drooled a steady river of juice. Her moist red clit got a fast hard-on, just like a miniature cock.
Biff always got a kick out of that, the way she got so hot so fast. Bunny was really a horny little number. There was a word for chicks like her, nympho-something-or-other, Biff knew. Chicks who would fuck anything in pants. He had contempt for her behavior, but he was glad to be the beneficiary. He knew she probably fucked her dates, too, but he tried not to think about it. Right now that wet fragrant little pussy was only for him.
"Suck it," Bunny squealed: "Please, Biff, suck my clit.."
Biff fastened his rough lips around her wet stiff little bump and began to suck it as fast and hard as he could. Bunny began to scream shrilly with pleasure, then remembered to tone it down. They had to be careful, doing it here in his office. She gasped and whimpered and moaned as he sucked wetly on her tender little clit, and her childish face was screwed up into a grimace of sensual pleasure.
"Awwwwww," Bunny groaned. "That feels so fuckin' good.."
Biff could believe it. Her horny little hips were jerking in a swift fucking motion. Many times he'd brought her off just by sucking her clit, so great was her sensitivity there. He decided to deny her the climax this time, however. He wanted her to be as lusty as possible when they balled.
And it was about time for that. Biff was getting impatient. Foreplay was fun, but fucking was basic. His cock ached with its load, and he could hardly wait to plunge it into her juicy hot little twat. He gave her clit a final swift tugging, then drew away.
"Ahhhhh," Bunny sighed.
She rubbed her finger back and forth over her aroused clit, playing with herself right in front of him. This both amused and shocked him. "Hey, baby," he said, grinning wolfishly, "I got something better to offer than a finger."
Bunny looked down at his grossly erect prick, and she licked her lips. She, too, was ready for a good hard balling. Leering at him, she suddenly rolled over and stuck her sweet little round butt practically in his face. She liked to do it that way, doggy-style. Biff, who'd done it in the face-to-face position all his life, hadn't approved of it at first, but like every other naughty thing she'd taught him, he was learning to like it.
Kneeling behind her, Biff grasped her slim hips to steady himself, then maneuvered the thick purple head of his cock into the wet little mouth of her cunt. He shivered in happy anticipation.
With her butt raised like that and him kneeling, he could watch every bit of the action, his thick meat penetrating her wonderfully tight little twat, working in and out of it, grossly stretching her pussylips.
"Oh, hurry, Biff," she moaned. "Stick it in me. I want that good hard cock in me…"
Biff grinned. He wedged the thick knob of his cock-head into her creamy hot vaginal mouth, penetrating her perhaps an inch, and then just let it sit there a moment, teasing her.
"You fuckin' bastard!" Bunny squealed. "Do it to me, goddammit! Ball me! Hurry…"
It even turned him on when she swore at him. "You sure are a horny little bitch, ain't you?" he laughed.
"You fuckin' A-one better believe it!" Bunny howled. "Now quit stalling, man. Get it up there! Get it-ohhhhhh!"
Biff surprised her by suddenly ramming his thick hard meat all the way to her womb. He gasped as he felt his straining dick gripped in her velvety red-hot cunt-sheath. She was deliciously tight and hot and slick in there, the sweetest thing he'd ever fucked. His balls came to rest against her sweet round ass, and he moaned his joy.
"Move in me, move in me," Bunny chanted. "Give it to me, hick me with that big hard dick, baby… Ooooo, shit, YEAH.."
Buff began to stroke his cock in her, in long slow deep movements, stringing out his pleasure. "You're hat in there, doll," he sighed, "so fuckin' hot."
"Just for you," she moaned. "You turn me on so much, Biff…"
"Yeah, baby?" he crooned hoarsely. "You like ol' Biff's cock? You like the way I ball you?"
"Ummmmm, love it," Bunny squealed. "You got the finest dick in town, Coach."
Biff liked the way her cute little ass twitched and writhed under his sweaty hands, the way her little light-brown asshole opened and closed like a hungry mouth when she got excited. He liked watching his reddish stiff cock sliding in and out of her stretched cunt-mouth, gleaming with her hot juices. She had the soul of a whore, but she was all woman.
"Do it faster," she whined, wiggling her butt impatiently. "Harder, Biff, a lot harder. RAPE me, dammit.."
He was sweating and panting already, but he complied, fucking her hard and fast. His dangling balls went slap-slap against her pretty little ass, and his sweaty paunch met her butt with a resounding smack. He thrust into her as deep and hard as he could, slamming against her womb with the blunt hard head of his cock, and he wondered why it didn't hurt her. But obviously it didn't. She loved the violence of his humping.
"Eeeeeee!" she shrieked. "Yeah, that's it, man… I like it hard, hard."
His thick cock was reaming the cream right out of her narrow wet cunt, and it splashed on his belly. What would ol' Vicky say if she knew he was balling a eighteen-year-old cheerleader?
"Ahhhhh, ahhhhh," Bunny bawled. "I love it."
Her little butt was flying now, keeping perfect time to his swift strokes, and her tiny red-hot cunt was gripping him tight, squeezing his cock deliciously. She'd fuckin' well better come quick, or he was going to beat her to it..
"Oooooo!" Bunny wailed.
Her little body shook in. the convulsions of orgasm, and her cunt went so tight that he could hardly move in her. Biff, sweating and gasping, pushed cruelly deep into her, right to her womb, and began to shoot his load. His jism overflowed her vagina and leaked out onto his belly. He moaned hoarsely and shuddered with pleasure.
Biff was still in a blissful daze when Bunny giggled and slipped out from under him. His limp meat popped from her flooded twat and fell wetly onto his thigh. He felt exhausted by their vigorous fucking, but Bunny was as energetic as ever.
She was singing and preening herself as she got dressed. "I sure wish we could do it again," she said, "but I gotta get home. My Dad has a fit when I'm late." She giggled shrilly. "He always accuses me of being out fucking boys. Can you imagine?"
Biff chuckled-she'd drive any father up the walls. He began to dress, finally interested in what Vicky might have made for dinner.
"Biff, darling," said Bunny in a cajoling tone, slipping onto his lap, "you haven't forgotten your promise, have you?"
"Nope," said Biff. "Just as soon as I can get away."
He'd promised to take Bunny into the big city one day and buy her some new clothes. They'd have a whole night of uninhibited fucking at a hotel. Bunny was thrilled by the idea.
Biff thought it might be fun, but he had a far bigger adventure in minds What he really wanted was to fuck every one of those cute little cheerleaders, not just Bunny, but all four of them. And somehow he intended to manage it before the school year was over.
He hadn't told Bunny about this, of course. Women always had a stupid tendency to be jealous.