"My pussy's coming, Mike. Can you feel it shaking around your hard cock? I'm coming, Mike. Oh, God it's good! I love it, Mike! I just love it!"
Mike gasped loudly. He could feel her pussy starting to shake. It squeezed and nipped at his swollen cock. It felt like millions of tiny fingers were squeezing the cum out of his balls. He couldn't hold out any longer. He just couldn't.
Joanie's pussy was squeezing so deliciously around his cock that he felt his tortured balls give way.
"Aaaagh," he groaned. "It's going to shoot now, Joanie. My cock's going to blast up your cunt. I'm going to fill your pussy full, Joanie. Make your pussy squeeze it out. Make my cock blast up your shaking pussy tunnel."
Joanie felt his cock lurch. It jerked deep inside her pussy and made her come even harder. She felt her pussy channel gripping him tightly. Then she felt his cock start to explode right inside her clutching, grasping pussy.
"Ooooooh," she moaned. "Oh, yes! Fill me up, Mike! Fill my pussy with your hot cum."
Mike howled with passion. The cum flew up out of the tip of his cock and gushed up her spasming cunt channel. It blasted deep inside her shaking pussy and hosed mightily. It felt like he was never going to stop coming. His cock hosed and hosed, completely filling up Joanie's shuddering pussy tunnel. He filled it up so full that some of his hot cream ran back down her quivering asscheeks and dripped back down to the bed below.
"Oooooh," Joanie moaned. "It's getting all over."
She giggled happily and snuggled her pussy up to his shooting cock. She felt it give one last spurt and then it got softer, resting in the steamy warmth of her pussy.
"Oooooh," she giggled again. "That was wonderful, Mike. I just love fucking. I never knew it would be this goot. Let's do it again."
Mike chuckled. "You'll have to wait awhile," he laughed. "My cock's really tired this time. You really wore me out."
He struggled to sit up and looked down at her pussy. "Let me wash it off," he suggested. "Then I can lick it again. I bet you'd really like that."
Rita jumped as if she'd been shot. Mike was heading straight toward the bathroom. Now was the time. She'd have to confront them now.
Rita flicked on the lights with a snap. "What's going on in here?" she demanded.
Joanie squealed and covered up her eyes with her arm. She knew that voice anywhere. It was Mr. Henderson and they'd been caught.
"Oooooh," she moaned. "Please, Mrs. Henderson. Don't be mad. We just couldn't help it, could we, Mike?"
Rita didn't give Mike a chance to say a word. She walked into the room and glared at Joanie.
"I'm really surprised at you!" she sputtered. "I thought you'd have more sense than this. You're behaving like a little whore and I don't allow girls like you on my cheerleading squad. As of now, you're off the squad. I'll call your parents in the morning and tell them to come and pick you up."
Mike was shaking but he couldn't stand to see Joanie upset. She had been so happy just a few minutes ago.
"Don't do that, Mrs. Henderson," he pleaded. "It wasn't Joanie's fault, really. I made her do it. It's all my fault. Don't kick her off the squad. I'm the one to blame. Kick me off the team, but leave Joanie alone."
Rita whirled around. She hadn't thought of that. Mike was a part of this. Even if he was the star player he would have to leave the team. Both of them would have to be punished equally. It was only right.
"I'm not picking on Joanie," she hissed. "You're off the team, too. Both of you are grounded as of right now. I'll have Duke talk to you tomorrow."
Rita put her hand to her head. It was pounding fiercely. That always happened when she was upset. She marched back into the bathroom and closed the door. Then she went back into her room and slid the bolt back on the connecting door. She was so mad she could hardly see straight. They weren't going to get away with a thing like that. She knew Duke would be disappointed but she'd had no choice. They couldn't condone a thing like that!
Rita held her head in her hands. She was still shaking. She was so upset she wished Duke was here. He would know what to do.
Suddenly Rita had an idea. She dressed as quickly as she could and slipped down the corridor. She would wake up the Jordans and tell them what happened. Steve Jordan could take care of Mike. After all, he was the assistant coach. Maybe she'd calm down a little if she talked to them about it. She was sure they'd agree with her.
After all, what else could she have done?
Rita pawed outside their door before knocking. There was a light on inside. She hoped they weren't asleep. She stepped up to the door and knocked softly. There was no answer.
Rita knocked again, a little louder this time. She could hear music playing. It sounded like the television was on. They probably couldn't hear her if they were in the other room.
Rita took a deep breath. She turned the knob on the door, just in case it was open. Then she gasped in surprise. The latch clicked back. They hadn't locked their door.
Rita pushed the door open and slipped in quietly. She was just ready to yell out a greeting when she heard voices from the bedroom.
"Oooooh, that feels so good, honey. I just love it when you do that."
Rita stopped in her tracks. Not the Jordans too! First she had caught Mike and Joanie and now she was about to walk right in on the Jordans!
"Ooooooh, lick my clitty, honey. That's it… oh yes! Chew on it a little. Aaaaaagh!"
Rita felt the twinge start in her pussy again. She just had to find out what was happening. If she was very quiet she could peek in the bedroom without Steve and Liz seeing her. She just had to watch. Everyone was talking about pussy licking tonight and she would just die if she couldn't find out about it.
Rita moved very quietly. She crossed the room and pawed at the bedroom door. Then she stuck her head around and peered in.
The first thing she saw was Liz's face. She was lying on the bed and her leg were spread widely. She had a big smile on her face and her hands were resting on the back of Steve's head. He had his face pressed down, right between her legs. She could hear the smacking and lapping sounds his tongue made as it licked and slid up Liz's creamy pink pussy.
"Ooooooh," Liz groaned. "That's it, horny. Lick it harder. Roll my little cunt around with your tongue."
Steve's head bobbed up and down. She could use his long tongue snake out and roll over the top of Liz's steaming pussyslit. Every time he lapped with his tongue, Liz quivered all over. She gasped and moaned in delight.
"Yes, darling," she gasped. "Oh, yes! Suck it in your mouth. Take my little joy button right in your mouth and chew on it. Make me come with your tongue, honey. Do it to me. My pussy's so horny I can hardly stand it."
Rita felt her knees grow weak. She leaned against the doorframe. She just couldn't believe that Steve was actually sucking his tongue right in Liz's hot pussy and that Liz seemed to like it. It we the strangest thing she'd ever seen.
Despite her shock, Rita's hand crept down to her pussy. She grasped the little furry mound of her beaver right through his clothes. She knew it felt good to touch it. She had done that before. But licking it was something else again. She didn't see how Liz could let Steve stick his tongue in her pussy. That was dirty!
Liz groaned again and spread her legs out even farther. Her whole wet pussyslit was exposed now and she was stretched out shamelessly, right in front of Steve's eyes.
Rita shivered. She could never do anything like that, even if Duke wanted her to. Still… it was kind of exciting in a way. She knew what it felt like when she touched her own pussy. She tried to imagine what a hot, wet tongue would feel like, swirling over her cunt.
Rita's hand pressed a little tighter to her hot, moist pussy. She gasped a little as she imagined Steve's tongue gliding over her pussy. She knew it would feel good. It would be embarrassing to do something that bold, but it would be good, too. Her horny little clitty was throbbing just thinking about it.