"Well, take your jeans down all the way. I wanna see the whole thing."
He was quick in getting the jeans down along with his shorts so he could show Suzy his cock and balls. She reached out and grasped his cock. The hot cockstalk felt good in her tight grip.
"You can feel my cunt, too," she said.
He reached out and stuck his hand between her legs, patting her cunt lightly.
They stood there playing with each other's love-things. Suzy looked down and saw a gob of cream spit from Duane's cock. It spewed out and splashed on her belly.
"Oooooh, Duane. You're shootin' on me," Suzy whispered.
His finger slid into her cunt slit. He liked the wet warmth in there, and the way her pussy tightened on his finger.
"Okay, lemme kiss your prick," Suzy said. She bent over, and his hands lid out of her pussy. Suzy was bent over at the waist and she ducked in on his cock and kissed the creamy tip.
Her sweet red lips puckered on the cock tip and Duane felt a sizzle of passion grip him.
"Ah," he whimpered. "Ah, Suzy!"
She licked her tongue in a sweet swirl, almost as if she were licking the curl off a fresh Dairy Queen. This sent another swoon of delight through Duane.
She stood back up. "Okay, kiss my pussy," she said.
He knelt down on his knees. His hands went to her hips, and then slid behind her. He clutched her ass. He puckered his lips and pressed them into the candy-bar sweetness of her delicious pussy.
"Yeah, Duane. Kiss it!"
He licked her and kissed her. He pinched at her ass. Suzy loved the feeling his young tongue was giving her. Then he stood up after he thought perhaps he was overstepping his rights.
"You gonna go down in the boys' room and beat off to me now?" Suzy smiled.
"Huh?"
"You do, don't you?"
"How do you know?" Duane asked.
"You can do it now if you want to, Duane." Suzy teased, urging him to pump his prick for her, swaying sexily in front of him, pushing him back into the desk with one light palm against his shoulder.
"Do we have time?" he panted.
"Depends on how fast you go?" Suzy purred, her words sizzling out like hot huffs of steam.
Duane grabbed his big banana cock and started jerking wildly on it as he looked at Suzy's delicious body.
"Wanna see my titties, too?" Suzy whispered.
"Oh, yeah," he pleaded.
Suzy lifted her dark blue sweater over a shiny pink bra. She stuck her hands into the cups and lifted her sweet tits out over the top, letting Duane drool over the big, round tits with the little pink nipples.
He pumped faster and faster, and Suzy loved the sight.
"That's the way, Duane. Go faster!"
Just then Miss Peterson breezed back into the room to pick up a book she had left on the desk. She stopped quickly at the sight of the young boy sitting in the desk jacking his prick. Duane's hand froze. Suzy turned, looked over her shoulder.
Miss Peterson walked over. "Well, what do we have here?" she said sternly, not really knowing what to do or say, being a student teacher on her first job.
She looked with awe at Duane's cock. Her mouth dropped open. Her eyes widened. She simply couldn't believe the guy had such a big prick.
"So," she said sternly. "What are you two doin'?"
"Duane was just showing me his big cock," she said.
"I can see that."
Duane sat there, his jeans and shorts on his ankles, his prick still clutched in his hand.
"What else were you doin'?" she asked. "Well, Duane was…" Suzy paused. "Givin' himself a hand-job," blurted Miss Peterson.
Suzy liked the sound of that. "Yeah, givin' himself a hand-job and lookin' at me," she said.
"Naughty, naughty, naughty," Miss Peterson whispered, her gaze still on the big teenaged prick. "You shouldn't be doing this."
"Why?" Suzy asked.
"It's not right."
"Why?" she repeated. "It's beautiful." Miss Peterson looked at Suzy with a new admiration. "Is it? It's beautiful?"
"Sure," Suzy said.
Miss Peterson looked back at the big cock. "I guess you're right," the beautiful student teacher said. "It is beautiful."
Duane's prick thumped and squished out a gob of cream that spilled off the big head slid down his stalk and over his knuckles.
"Oooooh, it's squishin'," Suzy whispered.
Miss Peterson just stared. Her face was flushed. She was enchanted with Duane's handsome, young prick. She stood beautifully before him, her yellow sweater bursting with her big tits. Suzy stood next to her, her jeans and pink panties down on her knees.
"And I showed him my cunt, too," Suzy said.
"I can see that," Miss Peterson said, not looking at Suzy, and still staring at Duane's prick.
"What should I do?" Duane said, shyly.
"Suzanne, go puta chair against the door," Nancy said.
Suzy pulled up her pants and jeans, went to the door and slipped the top of a chair against the door handle, jarred it so it was tight, then walked back to find Miss Peterson hoisting her little black skirt up over dark nylons, a white garter belt, and up over a tiny pair of tight yellow panties that were shaded in the crotch. She let the skirt fluff on her waist and stripped the panties down, took them off, tossing them to the floor.
"Ever fucked, Duane?" she said, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
"No," he panted.
"Well, there's always a first time." Nancy moved over him. She straddled him, coming in and down with her legs over and outside of his. His cock stood up to her.
She clutched the prick stick and drew it to her cunt. She screwed her lush hips and ass down on the big cock, taking Duane inside her already juicing pussy.
She put the big cock in her cunt.
"Ohhhhh," she sighed. "Wow, Duane. It's so big and hard."
Then she began a slow swirl on his prick. Her hips worked in a beautiful screwing action. Suzy was behind her and she could see that Miss Peterson only had half of Duane's prick in her cunt.
Maybe that's the way – maybe that's how I can fuck Mr. Holiday, she thought. Just take what I can.
Oh, how Suzy liked what she was seeing.
"Like that, Duane?" Nancy asked.
"Oh, yes ma'am," he gulped, looking up into her beautiful face, reaching for her tits, grasping them in his greedy hands, feeling the melon-like roundness of them through her yellow sweater.
Nancy put her hands behind Duane's neck, entwined her fingers there, and began to screw up and down, in and out, taking half of his big cock in her cunt, giving him his first taste of fucking-pleasure.
She loved fucking the young boy. She had fantasized something like this the whole time she had been in college, training to be a teacher, but she didn't think it would happen so soon, on her first time out as a student teacher.
"Oh, damn," she sighed.
"You're fuckin' him, aren't you?" Suzy said. "Yes I am. I'm fuckin' him… fuckin' his great big prick!" Nancy cried.
"It looks real good… can I masturbate?" Suzy asked.
"Yeah, masturbate," Miss Peterson said.
Suzy stuck her hand down in her panties and jeans, got a finger in her pussy and watched with delight as the young teacher sat on top of Duane and fucked his cock.
Her finger made her feel so good, but she also wondered how much better she might feel if she and Duane's cock in her cunt. She determined right then and there that she would fuck Mr. Holiday, that she would let him put that big prick of his in her little pussy.
"Oh, damn!" Miss Peterson cried. "Oh, damn!"
"Fuck him, ma'am!" Suzy yelped, fingering her sweet cunt.
"I am fuckin' him… aren't I, Duane?"
"Huh… uh-huh," he burbled.
She leaned in and kissed the young boy, fucked and kissed him as he continued to squeeze her big tits… and then it happened for Miss Peterson. She fucked hotly and excitedly… faster and faster she bumped up and down, until she was slicking all of his cock in and out of her big, bushy pussy.