Chapter 10
The Rustlers concluded their season with a victory over their arch enemy team, winning the state championship.
Desiree's big, succulently rounded tits bounced crazily on her chest as she jumped up and down, cheering wildly for the victory.
"Yeah, Rustlers!" Desiree shouted. "Come on girls! Let's goooo!"
Desiree raced toward the locker room. It had been six weeks since Desiree had wrapped her lips around Principal Bradley's oversized prick, and held April's wrists while the girl got ass-fucked by his rigid, fleshy cock. Since then she had been busy servicing the cocks of the football players. On a daily basis the cheerleader and her friends sucked and fucked on demand, doing whatever Coach Knowles or Principal Bradley demanded.
As Desiree ran to the locker room, her pleasantly rounded thighs scissoring, she felt her pussyjuice oozing into the hot pants of her uniform. She remembered Principal Bradley's promise of throwing a party if the Rustlers won the state football championship. And Desiree also remembered Bradley's promise of inviting only three girls to the party-Desiree, Kandi and April.
Though the party was just starting, Desiree was already on her knees, tugging at Rock's prick as she nibbled on his cockhead with her lips. They were in the back yard, hidden in a shadow as the party came to life inside Bradley's suburban home.
"Ohhhhh! Baby, you really give good head," Rock said, sipping a beer as he watch ed Desiree's cute face sliding to and fro over his throbbing cock as it jutted out of his fly.
Desiree bared her teeth and she let them sink into Rock's prick lightly, teasingly, testing the hardness of her lover's fuckpole. Using her teeth on Rock, Desiree let the massive boy know that she could hurt him if she really wanted. She caused just enough pain for Rock to know he had to treat her right or she wouldn't be on her knees again, wantonly chewing on his prick until he flooded her mouth with his cum.
"Mmmmmm!" Desiree purred, taking his cock into her mouth until his cockknob was at the back of her throat. She inhaled deeply, swelling her tits until they billowed out the top of her bikini halter top. Slowly, using her lips to chew on his prick shaft, she allowed his throbbing cockhead to skewer her throat.
Rock stared in amazement as he felt his prick sinking full-length into Desiree's throat. She'd never taken all of his prick into her face before.
Kandi had taught Desiree how to deep throat, and with her nose pressing against the jagged zipper of Rock's pants, the big-titted cheerleader felt triumphant at exercising her new ability. The blue scarf wrapped around Desiree's throat seemed to get tighter now that her neck was swelling out with Rock's fat, steelish prick. She kept his prick down her throat until she needed to breathe.
"Ohhhhh! Yeah, baby, take it out slow," Rock groaned as Desiree, inch by inch, withdrew his prick from her throat.
The young brunette curled her tongue sensually around the head of Rock's sizzling fuckpole. She ran her hands up and down his thighs, fingertips sending bolts of passion racing straight to his balls. Even through his jeans, Rock could feel the heated excitement of Desiree's burning lust.
"Mmmmmm!" she crooned softly, bobbing on the tip of his fuckrod. She fucked herself with his cock, letting the crown smash hard against the back of her mouth. Relaxing, Desiree swallowed his thick, throbbing prick into her throat again and sighed, feeling it jerking inside her neck. Her nose was actually inside Rock's pants, being tickled by the thick, curly patch of hair sprouting at the root of his fuckstick.
Rock took a swallow of his beer and leaned against the house, watching the cute cheerleader wantonly fucking her mouth on his prick. There was a certain controlled aban don, a passion with skill, that made his prick longer, thicker and harder than it had ever been. Each time Desiree chewed on his cockshaft, her pink lips grazing over his fuckpole on their way to the root, he felt his cum simmering hotter and hotter in his balls.
"Wanna fuck, baby?"
Desiree uncorked his prick from her mouth with a popping sound. She gave his cockhead a kiss of almost maternal compassion and stroked the column of fuckmeat stabbing out of Rock's pants.
"No, just let me suck you off," Desiree replied, rubbing his spitty cockhead over her lips as she spoke. "We can fuck later. Right now you just stand there, drink your beer, and enjoy yourself. I'll do all the work."
Still looking up at Rock, Desiree stuck her tongue far out of her mouth and lapped softly at his pricktip. She tongued his cockknob, enjoying the pearls of pre-cum that oozed out of his pisshole. Soon she'd be getting the full load of Rock's wad, and that was what she worked for now.
Her butter-soft lips glided over his cockhead, worked around his prickshaft, creeping closer to the base of Rock's cock. His fleshy bulb of prickmeat pried down Desiree's throat, stretching her neck out, forcing the blue scarf to tighten. As she jerked her face down the meatpole, her round tits bobbled on her chest, held high and tight by the bikini halter. The small vest flopped at her sides, slapping her. itching tits as Pesiree deepthroated his rigid cock.
"You're going to get me off," Rock said through gritted teeth. The cum was boiling in his balls. He swallowed the rest of his beer, hoping it would calm him down. It didn't.
Desiree grabbed his cock with her right hand and pistoned her face quickly back and forth, bringing her fist over his fiery cockshaft right along with her lips. When Desiree felt the first hard contractions, she removed her hand quickly and impaled herself on his cock. His pricktip was absolutely huge, expanded with the rampaging lust racing through Rock's veins, swelling out Desiree's throat to an unbelievable level.
Desiree's mind was spinning and pussyjuice was oozing out of her cunt, staining her panties and hot pants. She wrapped her arms around Rock's waist, pulling his crotch hard against her face. Her nose felt bruised being flattened against his pubic bone and Rock's prick throbbed mightily in her throat."
"Aw www www w!" Rock howled as the cum raced through the tube of his prick.
Deep-throating all of Rock's fuckpole, Desiree felt his cock jerking and bucking as jism gushed down her gullet. She worked her throat to keep from drowning on the gooey blasts, milking the cum from Rock's massive balls. Her tongue was mashed to the bottom of her mouth, and Desiree's jiggling tits pressed against Rock's quivering thighs as she accepted the massive stud's acrid, fountaining eruptions. Desiree felt Rock entwining his hands together behind her head, pulling her face even harder against his crotch as his big, throat-stretching prick exploded.
Desiree could not taste her lover's delicious load of cum because the head of his cock was so far down her throat, but she could feel the cum jetting through the tube running along the underside of his prickmeat. Only when she needed to breathe did she finally push herself away from him, getting his skewering fuckrod out of her throat.
"Come on," Desiree said, still on her knees. "Let's go back in and see how the party is going. But don't you forget, I'd better have your cock in my pussy before the night is over or there'll be hell to pay!"
Desiree sucked on Rock's shrinking, shiny prick for a while longer, then tucked it back inside his pants and zipped them up. She licked her lips, getting off the film of cum that was there and savoring the aftertaste of the teenager's jism. She got to her feet and took Rock's hand, smiling happily, pleased with the way his cum was warming her stomach.
"I wonder what that goddamn April's doin'," Rock growled as he led Desiree inside. "She ain't one to be with us football players. Always thinkin' she's so high and mighty!"
"Don't worry about April," Desiree said, naturally defending her friend. "She sometimes thinks she's better than the rest of us, but she's really a good person at heart." Desiree giggled. "And she's also got the foxiest body in school!"