Chapter 9
"Shit," Polly muttered, "shit, shit, SHIT!"
She and Jane and the boys were getting dressed.
Travis had ordered all of them to his office, where he would hand out their punishments one by one. For the boys it might not be so bad, maybe a few weeks of expulsion, but Polly and Jane knew their careers were over.
"That rotten old bastard," Polly went on, "he just can't stand to see anybody have fun."
"This is going to be really bad, Polly," Jane said. "He'll fire us for sure, and he'll see that we never get another teaching j ob."
"Isn't there anything we can do to help, Miss Evans?" Kyle said sadly.
"I'm afraid not, dear," Jane sighed. "He caught us in the act, and we'll just have to live with it."
They went to the waiting room of the principal's office and Jane, who was to be reprimanded first, knocked at Travis' door. He bellowed for her to come in, and she entered trembling. Travis' face was icy as he waved her to a chair in front of his desk. Jane wished there was some way she could strangle the old fart without getting caught. There had to be something she could do to save her career.
An idea came to her, and she tried not to grin as Travis began to lecture her. "Miss Evans," he said, "you will understand that I have no alternative but to fire you after the disgusting spectacle I witnessed." And so on, blah-blah-blah.
Jane drew her shoulders back and thrust her very large firm tits forward. The hard nipples tented the thin material of her blouse. Just as she'd hoped, Travis' eves automatically darted to her tits. He studied the big thrusting melons with a hungry look, even as he went on ranting about Jane's immoral and disgraceful behavior.
"You poor old bastard," Jane said suddenly.
Travis stopped talking and gawked at her, reddening with shock. "Did I hear you correctly, Miss Evans?" he finally said.
"Yes," Jane said. "I called you a poor old bastard because you're a prude. You're uptight. You don't have any fun. I'd sure hate to be like you."
"Who says I don't have any fun?" Travis snapped.
Jane grinned and unbuttoned her blouse. While the astonished principal stared at her, she drew it off, then unhooked her bra and removed it, too. Her gorgeous naked tits thrust right at the goggle-eyed Travis, big ripe melons of flesh capped with large conical red nipples. Jane saw Travis' eyes go helplessly hot as he gawked at her superb pale tits.
"How long since you've seen a pair of these?" she smiled.
Travis swallowed hard. He simply couldn't take his eyes off Miss Evans' huge swollen tits. And the longer he looked at them, the more he wanted to touch them. It had been so long since he'd had fun with a woman-years ago, before he was married, in fact. Again he felt that embarrassing throbbing in his balls. He had to act before he got a hard-on.
"Miss Evans," he said hoarsely, "I demand that you put your blouse back on."
"Demand all you want," Jane smiled. "You just fired me, so I don't have to obey you. Here, since you can't stop staring at my tits, let me give you a closer look."
She drew her chair right up to the front of the desk and then leaned forward, so that her enormous pale tits lay on the desk just inches from Travis' hands. She thought his eyes would pop out of his head as he got a close-up view of the creamy pale melons and their stiff rosy-red nipples. His hands twitched as if he wanted to reach out and touch her tits.
"Go ahead. Mr. Travis," Jane purred, "touch my tits if you want to. There's nobody but me to see you do it."
Again he swallowed hard, and his hands shook uncontrollably. He decided he simply had to touch Miss Evans' magnificent tits. You only live once, after all. Slowly, Travis slid his hands across the desk and lightly touched the firm tips of her erect nipples. The rosy cones were hot and throbbing, very exciting to touch. Travis moaned softly and slid his hands under the heavy melons of her tits. He hoisted the silky warm flesh and felt it throbbing in his hands.
His cock went stiff as a board in his pants. "Go ahead, Mr. Travis," Jane cooed, "play with my tits. Nobody will know."
Travis moaned and began to mold and squeeze her luscious big tits. He was glad he was seated behind the desk where she couldn't see the massive hard-on that tented his fly. For a long time he'd had wicked secret thoughts about Miss Evans, wondering what it would be like to fuck her. She was so beautiful and, apparently, so available. It aroused him hotly to fondle her heavy ripe tits.
"Ummmmmm," Jane sighed, "that feels so nice, Mr. Travis."
"C-call me Don," he croaked.
"All right, Don," Jane said, flashing him an enticing smile. "How would you like to see the rest of me?"
His glazed hot eyes and bobbing Adam's apple answered her question. Jane grinned, got up from her chair, and unzipped her skirt. It fell to the floor, leaving her in just her skimpy black bikini panties. She hooked her thumbs under the waistband and slowly inched the little garment down. Travis' eyes grew huge as he stared at her crotch. Jane slipped her panties down till they cleared the rounds of her ass and slithered down her legs. She kicked them away and stood there stark naked.
Travis was halfway out of his chair, gawking at her luxuriant black bush. She grinned and parted her legs a little to let him glimpse the moist red flesh of her gash. Now, if she could just get him to touch her, she was sure he wouldn't be able to control himself. Seducing Travis was her only way out of the mess she'd gotten into. She had to make him as guilty as she was.
She strolled over to stand beside his chair, her big ripe tits wobbling. Travis blushed furiously and scooted his chair in farther as if he wanted to hide something. His eyes locked hungrily on the thick glossy black fur of her wide bush. Jane recalled that his wife was a fat bore. It must have been a long, long time since he'd been decently fucked.
"Don't be shy, Don," she cooed. "I don't mind if you touch my pussy."
It was impossible to resist. They were alone in his office, the door locked, and he wanted Miss Evans so badly he could have died. His hand sweaty and trembling, Travis reached out and petted the raven-black curls of her big bush. The hair was very soft, warm, exciting to touch. Overcome with lust, Travis leaned over and buried his face in the fragrant dark fur. Jane felt a tingle of excitement as his hot breath fanned her mound.
"Good God, Miss Evans," Travis moaned. "I don't know what's come over me. You're making me so excited!"
"Call me Jane, dear," she purred, "and don't feel embarrassed. You're just homy, that's all. It's perfectly normal. Perhaps things haven't been going so well with your wife?"
"That pig," Travis groaned. "Not only is she fat and boring, she doesn't even like to fuck."
"Poor baby," Jane cooed. "Well, I'll give you something to play with."
She hiked her butt up on the desk, right in front of Travis, and rested her feet on the arms of his chair. With her legs splayed like that, the flushed panting principal could see her whole naked gash. His glazed eyes scanned her plump red clit, the drooling indented opening of her cunt, and the little wrinkled mouth of her asshole. He licked his lips and moaned softly. He started to reach for her, his hand shaking.
"That's right, Don," Jane purred, "you can play with my pussy all you want."
Travis moaned and set his hand against the searing moist flesh of her gash. As he rubbed the swollen lips of her cunt, Jane couldn't help feeling excited. Personally, she thought Travis was a turd, but he was also a man, and she could use a good stiff fucking. Travis had interrupted the party before she'd had a chance to come, and she was hotly homy.
"Play with my clit, Don," she said huskily. "Go down on me."
Travis' heart hammered. He hadn't eaten a pussy since he was a teenager. He remembered how excited it had made him to do that naughty, forbidden thing. He'd come right in his pants. Now, unable to resist, he thrust his face into the steamy heat of Jane's slit, lapping his way from her oozing cunt mouth to the fat little bud of her clit. Her juices were fragrant and tasty, and he eagerly swallowed them. "Ooooooo, Don, that feels so exciting," Jane said.
She wasn't kidding. Travis' big wet tongue felt so good on her puffy homy pussy. He folded back the thickly furred lips of her bush and isolated the wet throbbing button of her clit. She saw his tongue dart eagerly at the swollen bud, and then searing pleasure ripped through her belly as he began to tongue lash her needy joy button.
"Ahhhhhh, Christ, yes," she moaned, "eat me, Don, eat my pussy. Shit, I love that."
Wickedly aroused by her dirty language, Travis gobbled loudly at her clit, lashing it hard with his tongue, kneading it between his lips. He felt a scalding blast of juice from her cunt that soaked his chin. He saw her pussy swelling up taut with arousal. He remembered how lusty she'd looked when the two boys fucked her cunt and asshole. Could he possibly get her to fuck him, too?
"Ooooooo, Don, you're driving me wild," Jane moaned. "Lick my cunt now, darling, stick your tongue in it."
Travis eagerly obeyed, hungry for more of her delicious pussy syrup. He tongued his way down from her clit to her twat, making her squeal with pleasure, then teasingly rimmed the gushing hot hollow of her cunt mouth. Jane groaned and thrust her pussy forward, dying to feel his big tongue cramming deep into her inflamed box.
"Stick it in meeeee," she whined.
Travis stiffened his tongue and plunged it hard into her cunt. He worked the thick meat in as deep as he could, and he was surprised and very aroused to find her twat as snug as a teenager's. The velvety wet walls tugged greedily at his tongue, and scalding juice filled her box. Travis began to tongue fuck her hard and fast, reaming the fragrant hot juice right out of her pussy.
"EEEEE!" Jane screeched. "I LOVE IT!"
Travis seized her writhing little ass globes and pulled her snugly against his face. He managed to thrust his greedy tongue clear to her slick womb, and Jane howled with pleasure as she felt her homy little cunt crammed full of thick tongue meat. Travis made an obscene slurping and sucking noise as he tongued deep and hard in her juicy little fuck hole.
"Ooooooo. shit, it's so good!" Jane gasped. "Your big tongue is making me come, Don. Ohhhhh, yes, NOW! OHHHHHHH!"
Travis felt her tiny tight box gripping his tongue like a vise. Scalding cream gushed around his tongue and overflowed her convulsing box, drenching his chin and cheeks. Her big ripe body rocked violently, her swaying tits tousling his hair. He wished his wife would come like that! It was hotly exciting to him to bring a woman off so powerfully.
At last Jane sighed and went still. "Move your chair back, Don," she said hoarsely. "I just have to see your cock."
Travis reddened and moved his chair back. Now she'd see how wickedly excited she'd gotten him-but what else could he do? He just had to have her. Jane stared hungrily at the obscene bulge in his fly. She reached down and fugged at the zipper of his pants. She got it open and slid her hand inside, touching the red-hot throbbing shaft of his swollen dick. Travis shivered with lust excitement.
"Ummmmm, your cock feels so big, Don," Jane purred. "Take your pants down, let me see it."
Hypnotized by her hoarse homy voice, Travis rose from his chair and pulled his pants down to his knees, taking his j ockey shorts along with them. He sat again and stared at his own hard-on. Jane stared, too, her heart pounding with wicked excitement. She might hate this man's guts, but he also had the biggest dick she'd ever seen.
"Ummmmmm, gorgeous," she sighed.
Travis' cock was a good eight inches long and looked as thick as her wrist. The swollen purple head seemed the size of a baseball, and huge globs of glistening juice leaked from the slit of his piss hole. His enormous balls were swollen up taut and full, and they were thickly furred with gray hairs: No matter how she felt about Travis, Jane knew she just had to have that mammoth cock in her pussy.
She lay back on the desk, bringing her heels to rest on the edge. Her legs were hugely spread, her dripping scarlet pussy fully exposed. Travis dizzily rose from his chair and gawked at the gleaming expanse of wet red flesh. His cock gave a homy lurch and spilled thick steamy juice onto the floor. He gazed at Jane's gasping little cunt mouth and moaned.
"Fuck me, Don," she begged. "Please fuck me. I'm so homy I could scream."
Travis knew that what he was about to do was very wrong, that he'd lose his job if he were caught. He didn't care. All he could think about was gorgeous naked Miss Evans lying there with her legs wantonly spread, showing him her naked pussy and begging him to fuck her. He was only human, after all. He couldn't go his whole life without sex.
Crazed with need, the stem-faced principal crammed the gigantic purple head of his cock into Jane's firm slick cunt mouth. At the first touch of that fiery wet flesh around his sensitive knob, he whined with pleasure. He shoved again, spearing her juicy little fuck hole with his enormously thick cock, spiking to her womb, his giant hairy balls coming to rest against her gash.
"UHHHHHHH!" Jane gasped. "Oh, my God, Don, your cock is HUGE! Fuck me with it, fuck me good and hard."
"Ahhhhhh, Christ," Travis whined, "your pussy's so tight. My God, it's good."
Jane watched him fucking her. As he whipped his massive hard dick in and out of her snug little pussy hole, he lost all his sternness and dignity. His face went red with effort, his eyes rolled, and his mouth twisted in a homy grin. She wished the whole school could see him right now. But her thoughts of vengeance faded as his giant boner stuffed and reamed her homy little cunt.
"Fuck it to me, FUCK," she wailed. "Ohhhh, shit, Don, I love your big cock."
Hotly excited by her filthy words, Travis slid his hands under her grinding little ass and held her in place as he crammed his swollen dick violently in her deliriously tight fuck hole. Jane threw her head back in ecstasy and felt the pleasure building in her belly. His cock made an obscene sucking noise as it forced the gushing juice out of her pussy. She stiffened, moaned, and began to come.
"Ahhhhhh, fuck, I'm coming," she wailed. "Fuck that big cock into her HARD! AHHHHH, SHIT, AAAGGGHHHH!"
Travis watched her coming, her face twisted in ecstasy, her enormous tits wobbling crazily. He felt her cunt gripping and milking his deeply thrust cock, and he helplessly started to come, his balls clenching, then releasing their sizzling load. The scalding j izz j etted from his prick, and he groaned as dizzying pleasure ripped through his body.
"AHHHHHHHHH, FUCK, COMING!" he bellowed.
Jane was sure her trick had worked. A few moments later, as she was dressing, she grinned at Travis and said, "Surely you're not going to fire me now, are you, Don?"
Back in his chair, composed and dignified, Travis said coolly, "Oh, I have to fire you, Jane. It's my duty. But in consideration for, uh, what we just did, I'll see that you get a good recommendation." Jane struggled to contain her fury. "And the others?" she said.
"Naturally Mrs. Jones will be fired, and the boys will be expelled," Travis said grimly.
You lousy sonofabitch, Jane thought. But she managed a cold smile. She still had an ace up her sleeve. "Very well," she said, "I'll send in Mrs. Jones."
Jane stalked out into the waiting room and drew Polly into a comer. Urgently she whispered into her friend's ear, and slowly a wicked smile spread over Polly's face. She hugged Jane. "You got it, honey," she said. "Don't worry about a thing. This is right up my alley."
Polly walked confidently into Travis' office and closed the door. Kyle, Tommy and Burt rushed over to Jane, and Kyle blurted, "What did you tell her? What's going on? She didn't look scared at all." Jane grinned and said, "Everything's going to be all right, boys. I have to get something from my house, then I'll be back, Meet me outside Travis' window-and don't let him see you."
When Jane returned to school fifteen minutes later, she found the boys crouching in the bushes outside the principal's window. They were grinning from ear to ear. As Jane slipped in beside them she started to grin, too. Good old Polly! She was doing just what was needed. The petite redhead stood stark naked in front of the principal's desk, leering down at Travis. As Jane and the boys watched, he dizzily got up from his chair and approached Polly.
Through the open window they heard Polly say in a husky, enticing voice, "Come here, Don, honey and play with my tits. Jesus, you turn me on."
"You, uh, turn me on, too, Polly," Travis croaked. "My God, you make me excited."
Jane smothered a laugh. Travis, poor bastard, didn't know that he was walking right into their trap. He started squeezing Polly's luscious round ripe tits, and Polly peeked around his shoulder and winked at her friends. Then she began to unbuckle Travis' belt. A moment later his pants dropped to the floor. Polly tugged down his j ockey shorts, then gawked at his crotch. Travis had his back to them, but Jane knew very well what Polly was staring at-that unbelievable huge cock.
Polly licked her lips. Gently she turned Travis so that her friends could see his profile. The boys gasped with envy when they saw the principal's incredible eight-inch cock. The steel-hard meat waved heavily before him, the massive purple head leaking big bright globs of juice. Polly sank to her knees and started licking the hot cream from his prick. That wasn't part of Jane's plan, but then Polly never could resist a chance to eat cock.
"Oh, my God, Polly, that feels exciting," Travis moaned.
"Ummmmmm, your cock tastes so good, Don," Polly cooed.
The gray-haired principal was red-faced with lust, shivering and sighing as little Polly lapped up all the hot cream from his massive prick head and swallowed the tasty stuff with a greedy gurgle. Jane prayed the wildly aroused Travis wouldn't shoot his load prematurely. To her relief, Polly didn't suck his cock. She probably wanted to, but she knew it wouldn't help their plan. Instead she rose to her feet and walked over to the desk.
"Would you like to fuck me, Don?" she said huskily.
"Good Christ, would I ever," Travis groaned.
Polly grinned and got up on the desk. She knelt and poked her luscious little round ass up in the air. her feet resting just on the edge of the desk. She'd chosen an angle where her spying friends could see everything, including the gleaming moist pink flesh of her gash. Travis ogled her lovely puffed pussy, then hurried over to her, his giant pale dick wagging stiffly.
"Ohhhhh, hurry, Don," Polly whined, "stick that nice big cock in my cunt. I can hardly wait for you to fuck me."
Travis grinned maniacally as he shoved his mammoth cock into Polly's eagerly offered pussy hole. He groaned as he sheathed his swollen dick in the scorching juicy pulp of her cunt. He started fucking into her hard, and Polly squealed with pleasure and gushed scalding juice all around his slamming prick. Travis' wicked grin broadened as he watched his cock spreading and spearing her pouting pink cunt lips.
Jane knew exactly what the old bastard was thinking-that he could fuck Polly and still fire her, that it would be her word against his. Well, he had another think coming. Jane signaled the boys to come with her, and she led them quickly back into the school and to the waiting room of Travis' office. She pulled a camera from her purse. Now, if only Polly had remembered the most vital part of the plan-to make sure the door wasn't locked!
Jane turned the knob of the office door and was relieved to find it unlocked. She gathered the boys behind her and quietly opened the door. Just for a second she had to pause and savor the sight. Travis, unaware that he had an audience, was fucking like crazy into Polly's steaming little pussy hole, his face contorted in a lusty grin. With his pants and shorts down around his ankles and his cream-drenched cock slamming in and out of Polly's cunt, he hardly looked like a dignified and respectable high school principal.
That was just the shot Jane wanted. She raised her camera, and the flashbulb went off. Travis gasped and stared at her. Before he could whip his cock out of Polly's pussy, Jane got two more shots. Travis staggered back and groaned, while Polly giggled, leaped off the desk, and got dressed.
"We keep our jobs and the boys stay in school-right, Mr. Travis?" Jane said, tucking the camera back in her purse. "Right," Travis moaned. "Damn you!"
"Now, now, Mr. Travis, watch your language," Jane purred. She turned to her friends and said, "Let's all go over to my house-this calls for a party."