"There it goes!" he groaned. His face turned red. He seized her tightly around her waist, shaking and erupting load after load of steaming white-hot cum. His heavy body fell on her like a stone wall, mashing her tits against his heaving chest. Abruptly he rolled off her and jerked her head down over his red cocktip, making her suck on it while he kept pumping and pumping his spurting cumn into her mouth.
Her legs snapped apart. Her fingers found her wet cunt. She rammed her thumb into her hole, fingerfucking herself and crying hot tears of pleasure as she came.
Ever so slowly, his erection dwindled in her sucking mouth. He lay on his side and pulled her body close to him. He kissed her so tenderly, Ann began to cry like a little girl-child.
"Ray, Ray, that was wonderful," she sobbed. "You made me come so hard my pussy won't stop cramping. Promise me you won't stay away so long again."
"I promise. But I still say this isn't tight, Ann, baby. You must have a boyfriend, a lover. Where the fuck is he, the dumb jerk? Why isn't he in this bed with you?"
She cuddled close to him and told him about Greg and how she had practically attacked her principal in his office. She explained how busy he was and how hard it was for him to find the time to see her.
"Bullcrap!" Ray snorted. "You better go after that guy and remind him of what he's missing. It doesn't pay to just fuck around town, Ann. Sooner or later you'll pick up a bummer and get rapped on your skull. Or worse!"
He sat up, looking at his drooping cock. "Gotta hit the road, Sis. Remember what I told you, damnmit. If it's Greg you want, go after him. And that's an order!"
Long after Ray had left, Ann lay on the sweat soaked sheets, idly teasing her fingertips over her clit, thinking and thinking about Greg. She fell asleep with a plan half-formed in her mind. This was the week that handsome school supplies salesman was due to call at Grover High. Maybe she could make Greg jealous if she could figure out a way to have him catch her fooling around with the salesman. The stockroom was next to his office, she recalled. She drifted off to sleep, a wicked smile curving her pretty lips. Greg was due to get shook up, for real!
In the morning, after she had showered and douched, she chose her tightest sweater and her shortest skirt. Her nipples were already crinkled with excitement. They were shoving out impatiently through the loose weave of the tool covering her pert mounds. She bent over in front of her mirror. The back hem of her skirt covered the fringe of her pussy hair – barely!
"That'll get him," she said as she grinned at her reflection. Her nipples grew even harder. "That is a bit much," she decided, slipping her arms into a short jacket. "Billy Jackson will jump me. Right on my desk. Well, fuck it! I'm so damn hot already, I bet I tease his cock right out of his pants. He'll whack off right in the middle of my lecture."
Her guess wasn't too far off. All through class, his eyes never left her swaying tits as she walked up and down the aisles of her classroom. When the bell sounded he was the last one to shuffle toward the door. His crotch was soaking wet. He glared at her and jerked the door open, turning to look at the blonde giant nodding a thank you and striding briskly over to Ann's desk.
He put his sample case down and thrust out his hand. He was, all smiles and brisk business. Ann smiled back at him, very sweetly. She held his hand just a little too long, and then stood very close to him while he spread his catalogue sheets and fumbled in his case for his order pad. She perched on her desk, pretending to study his literature very intently, but she was really looking past her hands at his crotch. She smiled when she saw his cock twitch and heard him sniffing hungrily as the hot scent of her damp pussy drifted up to his nostrils.
She let her legs slide over the edge of the desk. Her skirt slid higher and higher. Her gold pussyhair showed below her hem. He cleared his throat twice. No words came out. He dropped his pen and took a long, long time finding it. When he stood up, he was between her parted legs. Ann smiled sexily at him and leaned back, brushing her jacket open.
"Just had a sudden thought, Miss Carter," he managed to croak. "Maybe we should go check the stockroom shelves. Just so you don't over-order any of the items. School budgets, you know."
Ann smiled. "How nice of you to be so thoughtful, Warren. Why don't you follow me?"
He limped down the hall behind her, trying to smooth his erection down. She decided to make this pretty quick. If Greg left his office for the day before she got her plan in high gear, all she'd get would be another load of cum dribbling down her thighs.
She climbed up a short ladder, turned round, and sat on top, facing the salesman. She spread her legs shamelessly. "What should we suck first, Warren?" she asked sweetly. "Oh, excuse me. I meant what should we check first?"
He grinned hotly and put his hands on her bare knees. "I think you really meant what you said first, Miss Carter. You know damn well you have the sweetest smelling pussy in the whole world." His hands slid up her smooth thighs.
"Why, Warren," Ann whispered softly. "Do you mean you'd like to suck my cunt?"
"Oh, God, yes!"
Ann leaned back against the shelving and eased her hips forward. "Well, I'm just a very weak woman. I couldn't stop you."
He crashed against the ladder and buried his face between her legs. Ann sighed sexily and rotated her hips. She gave a tiny gasp when his tongue burrowed into her cunt, licking hungrily and searching for her clit.
Wow! He had to be the best damn pussy-licker she'd ever had go down on her! The tip of his tongue swirling around on her hard clitty made her body jerk so hard, she would have tumbled off the ladder if his hands had not held her shaking ass so tightly.
"Wheeeeee! Can you ever suck a cunt!"
He brought her off so quickly her head swam, but her hands clamped his head against her crotch and she started going for her second climax. It ripped through her so hard the ladder swayed like mad! She felt it tipping over. She screamed in ecstasy and alarm. He caught her and took two quick steps toward a dusty old counter. He pushed her down and shoved her skirt higher, burrowing his face into her steaming cunt. He kept sucking and sucking, his tongue raking in and out of her soaking cunthole, swallowing all the juice her hot cunt could pour into his mouth.
The hallway door suddenly swung open as Greg came running into the stockroom. He skidded to a halt, staring at Ann's legs waving in the air as Warren ate her out.
"What the hell are you doing to my girl?!" he yelled angrily.
Ann's heart skipped two beats. He did love her! The door crashed open again as Jody came running into the room. "What's happening?" she yelped. "I heard a woman scream." She stared stupidly at Ann lying on the counter with her skirt up over her stomach and her wet cunt spread open lewdly. "Oh," she sniffed. "It's you. Might have known." Then she blinked at Warren's white face. "Oh!" she cried, turning red with anger. "How could you, Warren? You told me you loved only me when you were fucking me on that very counter!"
Warren stuttered and stammered. He couldn't decide whether to run like hell or try to explain to the principal. He stood, frozen, staring at Jody tugging at his fly. She jerked his hard cock out and began pounding on it unmercifully.
"You were going to screw her with this, weren't you?" she wept. "With my beautiful long cock. It's mine… MINE!" She fell down on her knees, pushing him and pulling him around his waist, making his cock drive in and out of her mouth.
Greg blew up. "What the living hell is going on in my stockroom?" he demanded. "Jody, for Christ's sake, stop sucking that cock!"
"Let the girl have her fun," they all heard a woman's voice saying quietly. "And let this boy get his rocks off. He was almost ready to blow when Ann started coming and yelling."
Greg leaped upon the counter and stared down the narrow aisle. "Goddamn it! This is no stock room. It's a fuck center! Madge, get the hell up off that kid. I… I can't believe all this!"
He grabbed Ann's hand and jerked her off the counter as though her hand was red hot. "We're getting out of here," he snarled. "Let this crazy bunch fuck themselves silly they want to. Get into my office!"
They paused at the door to look back and see Jody pushing Warren down on the counter and climbing hotly onto him. She sank his dick into her cunt and seized his shoulders, crying and fucking his stiff cock at the same time. Madge began to pant as some stud school kid reamed her hot pussy. Greg shook his head and angrily whacked Ann on her butt, scooting her down the hall to his office. "Crazy hot cunts," he muttered.
He slammed the door behind him and stood glaring at Ann. "I don't want to heart any explanation. Strip! You are going to get fucked right here and right now!"
Ann kept her mouth shut. But some stubborn streak in her made her just stand and stare into his blazing eyes. She had to know if he was just upset or angry or turned-on by seeing the wild fucking orgy in the stock room.
She couldn't keep the words from spilling out, "If you'd only call me and come around once in a while, maybe I wouldn't be so hot and wanting to come so badly, I'd let some salesman suck my pussy."
"So that's it, huh?" he grated. "Let's see this poor little lonely pussy of yours." His hand shot out and ripped her skirt off. "And these soft, lonely boobs you probably let him play with." Her sweater flew up over her head. He slammed her naked body down on the leather couch next to his desk. "Open those legs, you horny female. Get ready for the fucking of your life!"
Ann's heart pounded in her ears. She knew she was in far one long and very rough session. And she wanted it! God, how she wanted it! She could feel her pussyjuice flooding down her legs. Her nipples stiffened so hard, she expected them to snap off the moment his hands touched her heaving tits. She felt her cunt-muscles fluttering and her asshole begin to burn like fire.
"Whooof!" she gasped when his hard cock slammed into her cunt. He hadn't even stopped to get out of his slacks. She felt his zipper catching her cunt hair and pulling strands out of her tingling twat mound. He fucked her brutally, making the old couch creak and skid around on the floor. Her pussy felt like it was aflame! His zipper teeth kept pulling her hair out. He grabbed her hands and held them up and back, high over her head. She gave a gasping squeak of surprise and pain when he began chewing on a hard nipple and sucking it strongly into his mouth.
He came up to his knees, tugging her onto his lap. His red cock never missed a stroke in her hot cunt. He bent over and sucked and pulled her nipple so far out, Ann bit her lips to keep from crying out. He sat up straighter, glaring down at her tearful face, ramming his cock harder and harder into her cringing pussy. The couch skittered crazily around on the floor. The phone began ringing. Someone pounded on the outer office door. Greg paid no attention. He bared his teeth and fucked into her, his balls banging against her soaking wet asscheeks.
"You… you're going to k-k-kill me with that thing," Ann panted. "I've come twice already. You didn't even notice."
"Shut up and fuck, dammit! I'll teach you to mess around, letting some cunt-freak suck on my girl's pussy."
"Oh… oh… oh… G-G-Greg, you do love me, don't you?"
Her boobies bounced up and down so hard, they hurt like hell. She tried to hold them, but he pushed her hands away. His cockhead kept slamming the very bottom of her cunt. His fingers sank into her asscheeks, spreading them and raking over her asshole. She felt his rod growing hotter than ever.
"Ummmmmmm," she crooned. "Come in me. Shoot! Shoot in my hole. Cream my cunt good. I deserve it. I've been a bad girl. Fuck, fuck, fuck me!"
She felt his muscles tensing. Her pussy gripped his raking cock. It pulled his raging load up through his cum-channel. Her pussy began squishing as he kept on fucking, oozing his cum out of her hole and down into the crack of her ass.