Chapter 2
"You like what you see, girlie? You like to watch big hard-ons grow?" he sneered. He spread his legs wider as her face dipped over his crotch.
She ignored him, watching instead the slow steady progress of his cock. It was nearly eight inches long now and still growing. His prick shaft was almost as thick as her wrist where it disappeared into the curls of his crotch hair. The base curved up into the long stretch of his upper prick shaft. But what fascinated her right now was the cockhead.
As his prick lifted higher off his belly, as his already huge cockhead grew even bigger, the foreskin was forced back. It peeled down off his shiny purple cockhead a bit at a time. And slowly, steadily, his great ugly prickhead came into view. The foreskin slid all the way back off his cockhead and down beneath the circular ridge below. Here it began to stretch as his cock continued growing.
"Pretty nice, huh? And we're not finished yet," he boasted, watching her closely, wondering what she would do next. "I got the biggest cock of anyone who works at Belvedere High. You want cock, you just come to Charlie. He'll fix you up every time."
Charlie. So that was his name. She remembered it vaguely from last night. Charlie Peters or something. She leaned closer to his cock and licked her lips. She wanted to take his prick in her mouth, but she wanted to see how much it would grow without her first. His cock was twitching still, pumping itself higher and higher. His prick shaft angled up over his belly more than ten inches now.
"Ask any of the female teachers," he went on, talking pretty much to himself. "Or even some of the student sluts. They'll all tell you.
Old Charlie's got the biggest and best cock of anyone at that stinking place. And he knows how to use it."
His cock staggered upward another fraction or two. It jutted up and over his belly lewdly, the blue veins pulsing in its side, his prickhead shining purple in the morning light. His cock twitched slightly in the air and shifted gently from side to side. His cock shaft was so heavy and ungainly that it couldn't stay still for very long.
Tricia couldn't wait any longer. She leaned forward, stuck out her tongue and touched his cock midway up its trunk. Immediately, his prick swung away from her and she was forced to go after it, her mouth wet and'open. She kissed his cock softly. His prick angled back alongside her face, bumped her nose, and ended up propped up her cheek with his cockhead lodged against her eye socket.
She smiled up at him gamely, her eyes crinkling prettily. Then she dipped her head lower and went after his cock at its base. She snuffled her mouth about in his crotch hair, kissing and licking his cock base. Then she planted her pink tongue on his cock's underside, and she licked up his prickshaft with slow, lazy motions. She still wasn't touching it with her hands.
"You like to lick cock, huh? Well there's enough to keep you busy, that's for sure," he rambled on. He lay back easily against the pillows, his cock bending and swaying under her expert tongue.
His prick was growing bigger, Tricia swore. She smiled to herself and scraped her tongue halfway up his cock shaft then farther, wrapping her lips at an angle over his bone-hard prick flesh. The veins were hard and writhing up his cock's side. She could feel every contour of them as she licked up and down.
She reached his cockhead, tapped it with her tongue to make his whole cock sway. Then she dipped back down into his crotch, licking his balls and cock base before starting the long climb back to the top. Her tongue made his cock shaft glisten. And she was right, it was still growing.
Settling down to her work, she now brought her hand up and circled his prick partly with her long slender fingers. She supported it on one side while she licked the other. His cock shaft was so hot and hard in her fingers. It was like a steel bar. Her tongue scraped up his prick shaft evenly, bumping over the ugly veins and ridges.
"Jesus, you really love it, don't you? You really love to lick cock." He watched her closely, enjoying the way her eyelids drooped with lust as she kissed his cock. Her frizzy blonde hair framed her face and made her look very, very young.
"Mmmmmmmmm," was all Tricia could say. Her tongue was nearing the top of his cock, circling this way and that on his steel-hard fuckpole. Her lips opened and closed lewdly, wrapping themselves over his stiff cock shaft just below the ridge of his prickhead.
Her mouth slid higher, and suddenly she was kissing his cockhead, folding her lips partway round it on the left, on the right, and underneath. She held his cock nearly upright in her fist now, and her big eyes stared into his as she teased the bloated purple dome of his cock. She was half-smiling at him, as if asking if he was enjoying himself.
And then her mouth formed a perfect oval. Her tongue tip stuck out and supported his cock just beneath his swollen prickhead. Her face angled, lowered, and the circle of her mouth slotted over his blazing cockhead. Her lips formed a ring around it. But she didn't suck it inside just yet. She stared up at his face and her eyes smiled at him.
His prick was so huge, she wondered if she'd be able to get so much as the head inside her mouth, let alone any of his swollen cock shaft.
But she was going to give it a damn good try. Her fingers tightened on the thick cock base. She took a deep breath. And then she cranked open her lips and moved down on his purple prickhead.
Her lips widened as they folded over his cockhead, but soon she'd gone below the circular ridge and she could move down easier. Her nostrils flared and her eyelids fluttered. An inch or two of cock shaft followed his prickhead into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed.
"Attagirl. Take it nice and slow. Most chicks try to go too fast on it. End up damn near choking themselves." He coaxed her along gently, amazed that she was doing so well. A third and a fourth inch of bloated cock slid into her face.
Tricia's face was straining. Her cheeks were stretching and her eyes were turning down slightly at the edges. And two more inches of prick bulled into her mouth. She angled her head so that the top of his cock could bump down into her throat. Her full lips formed a tight seal around the trunk of his cock.
The damn thing had to be nearly a foot long, she swore. She'd sucked six inches into her mouth and still had lots of room to fold her fist around its base. There was just no way she was going to be able to take it all. She paused, over halfway down his colossal cock. She was snorting heavily and sweat coated her pretty forehead.
He reached down, placed a hand on each of her cheeks and felt the stiff bulk of his cock inside. She thought for a moment he was going to force her farther down on his prick. His hands left her face and stroked her head before returning to her face again. But she only felt slight pressure. He couldn't cram more cock in her mouth as yet because there was nowhere for it to go.
"Shit, girl, you're a sight. You ever had that much cock in your mouth before? You ever sucked a cock this big?" he boasted.
Tricia was in no position to answer. But his words did snap her out of her daydream. Suck cock. That's what she was supposed to be doing. That meant moving your mouth up and down and using your tongue and doing your best to bring a guy off. She'd rested enough. It was time for her to get to work.
Her eyes closed for a moment and she began sliding her mouth up and down on his stiff prick. She backed up all the way to the top of his cock, until no more than his bloated purple prickhead was still between her lips. Then she plunged back down and let over half his cock shaft bull back into her throat. Her cheeks swelled and then hollowed in sequence.
"Oh, yeah. What a mouth. Oh, yeah," he grunted with pleasure. His hands swept up the sides of her face and bundled her blonde hair on top of her head. He wanted a clear view of her sucking face. He loved the way her cheeks sucked in and puffed out as her mouth slid up and down.
She set up a rhythm, bobbing her head in even jerks on his cock. Her mouth made his prick shaft shiny and wet. And whenever she could, she stared up into his face dazedly, her eyes droopy with lust, a slight smile crinkling their edges. Wet, squeaking sounds came up from his crotch. Her cocksucking was getting louder and louder.
"You know how to suck a cock, I'll say that for you," he grunted. He noticed one of the veins in the side of his prick seemed swollen almost to bursting point. It was hard and blue and wriggling.
Tricia was using both her hands now. She had one cupped around his balls, and she gently squeezed and massaged his jiggling ball-sac while she sucked. The other was curled tightly around the base of his cock, the fingers pumping gently, bumping the thick cock base, jerking him off. Her hand movements were in sequence with the bobs of her pretty head.
"Yeah. Suck it, bitch. Make me come," he growled. Her mouth and fist really were driving him crazy. His balls felt numb and heavy. He wondered how long he could hold back his jism.
"Mmmmmfffff," moaned Tricia. She could feel pussy juice seeping out of her and soiling the sheets. She'd never spent so much time sucking cock before, never enjoyed it this much. It was making her horny as hell.
Her head bucked and bobbed, her fist pumped steadily. And his cock turned a deep red color. She was moving faster now, racing up and down his hard-on. Her jaw ached. Her lips felt raw. Even her hand felt tired. But she kept on working, determined not to let up until he'd shot his creamy wad. This was going to be a blowjob he'd never forget.
"Suck it, suck it, suck it," he crooned, his voice tight with pleasure. "Fuck, I'm gonna come soon if you keep this up, baby. Even I can only take so much, slut."
Tricia knew that she should be upset at the dirty names he was calling her, but she wasn't. If anything, they turned her on even more. It gave her some kind of weird thrill, to be called bitch and slut while she was sucking a cock. It made her feel dirty, and that always made her excited as well.
She increased her tempo even more, and her hand went into overdrive, shucking up and down at twice the speed of her face. Her fist was a blur of motion on his raging hard-on. She was tugging on it as if she wanted to pull it out by the roots. Now, as well as the wet sound of her sucking, there was the quick flapping of her hand as it jacked up and down.
"Careful, girl. You're going to get a mouthful of cum," he warned. His voice was tense with lust.
Nice of him to warn me, Tricia thought. But it was unnecessary. She could tell from the trembling of his balls under her fingers, from the twitching in his cock shaft, that he was ready to spurt. It wouldn't be long now. Her heart filled with pride that she'd gotten his cock this hard, and was now going to make him shoot, with just her mouth and her hands.
But in spite of her preparation, when he started to come it seemed to catch her by surprise. His cock recoiled, like a gun, and he ejaculated a thick twine of jizz into her mouth and throat. She immediately stopped her hand-jerking, coughed, and raised her mouth up off his prick. She glared down at his cock, as if amazed at what it was doing. Her mouth, half open, sagged, and a huge stream of silver jism poured out, down over his erect cock and into his crotch hair. The cum rolling down his foot-long cock looked like wax drooling down a monster candle. It was thick and pale white, and it coated his big prick with an inch-wide stripe.
Her wide, amazed eyes, her sagging, cum-drooling mouth, gave her a shocked look, as if this wasn't what she'd been expecting at all. She gulped down a wad of cum and the rest slithered from her mouth like syrup. The cum hung off her chin in two elastic strings.
"Oh, fuck! What's the matter, you stupid cunt?" he howled. "In your mouth! Stuff it back in your dumb whore mouth!"
Tricia watched as the cum draining from her mouth slid down the sides of his cock. There was so much of it. His cock was being covered. And then a second thick stream of white began to flow fresh from his split piss-slit. She decided that she'd better close her mouth over it, to prevent any more from escaping. This was the precious cream she'd worked so hard to milk out.
But before she could capture it, his spasming cockhead winked, twitched, and shot a monstrous streamer of pale jism up the entire length of her face. She gasped and clenched her eyes shut as the ribbon of white rode up across her mouth and cheek, looped between her eyes across the bridge of her nose, and crossed her forehead into her hair.
"Ohhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhh!" she whimpered. She clutched his prick in her fist like a bat handle. Her fingers were already stuck together on it with gooey cum.
"Suck it, you stupid cunt! Stick it back in your mouth!" he yelled. He almost reached for his cock, himself, but he was too numb with pleasure.
Tricia made a second serious effort. She dove for his cock with her open mouth, tried to capture his cockhead a second time. But again it recoiled in her fist, and this time it sent a fountain of creamy white cum up the entire right side of her face. The cum caught in the corner of her mouth, crossed her cheek like a tear-trail, bounced over her eye in dead center before hooking itself in the hair at her temple, like a silver brooch.
Again she clenched shut her eyes. The cum hung off her lashes thickly, dripped onto her cheek, rolled down in a curving line that joined up with the mess of jizz coating her chin. Her face looked like someone had been painting white stripes on it. The cum gleamed weirdly on her skin, like silver oil.
"Suck my cock! Eat my cum!" he was groaning. He couldn't believe what she was letting happen to her pretty young face.
The last cum jet stalled her for a second, but this time she really did keep on going. Her drooling mouth closed over his still spurting cockhead, and her lips formed a tight seal to shut off the escape of any more cum. She felt his prickhead twitch, contract, and suddenly her mouth was again full to overflowing with thick oily jism.
She gulped, she swallowed, her throat bobbing rapidly as she sucked down wad after wad of streaming hot cum. But there seemed to be quarts of it. Her cheeks ballooned out, her nostrils flared, and suddenly she was coughing again, this time spurting jism out through her lips and drawing it up into her nose at the same time. Bubbles of white popped from her pretty nostrils and speckled his cock some more.
"Ohhh, fuck! Ohhh, fuck!" he roared, unable to believe his eyes. He'd had his cock sucked many times. He'd had chicks suck out his hot cum. But never had anyone snort his jism before. This was a first. He'd never even seen it done before.
"Ggglllfffsssmmm!" Tricia gurgled. She squinted at him with her one good eye. The other was clogged shut with a great heavy knot of silver cum.
Time and again his cockhead twitched, and time and again her mouth filled up with hot cream. She was gagging. She was choking. And-finally she had to back off, lift up off his spurting prick so that she wouldn't drown in the stuff. Again, a torrent of silvery cum poured from her mouth and splattered down the shaft of his cock. His prick was shining under a thick coating of jism.
She tilted her head and tried her best to keep as much jism as she could in her hopelessly cloged mouth. She felt the fluid slosh about in back of her teeth. Her tongue was floating in it. She felt the overflow drool from her lips and down her chin before it fell down the trunk of his cock.
But he still hadn't finished. His prickhead spasmed once, twice, and spurted out two quick jets of cum that fired directly between her gasping lips. Was there no end to his cum? she thought. It seemed to her as if she was caught in some slow-motion movie, and that every second was five times as long as it should be.
"Eat it, bitch! Eat my cum! Suck it! Lap it all up!" he wailed. Sweat was glistening on his forehead. Even his chest and hairy belly were damp.
Tricia watched his cockhead with her one good eye. Her fist was wrapped tight around his prick shaft as if it was her life-line. And at last she sighed with relief. His cockhead had stopped twitching, and now just a thick white goo was oozing from his piss-slit, rolling down his cock and over her fingers like wax. His balls seemed to settle deeper into the crook of his thighs.
"Oh, sweet Christ, what a blowjob. What a hot little whore mouth you got, baby," he moaned. Still propped up on his elbows, he gazed at her with awe in his voice. "But you should see your face! Holy shit! You took quite a cum-bath, baby!"
Tricia was barely listening. Her fist began to move up and down on his cock once again, milking up the sweet dregs of his cum. She watched the jizz ooze from his cock tip and slither down over her fingers. His great huge cock was softening in her fist. It was all over. She'd done what she set out to do.
Her mouth opened again and she slipped his cockhead inside. Her tongue swirled about, licking the top of the prick and siphoning out what jism was left. She swallowd heavily three of four times, and at last her mouth felt clear of cum. She sucked hard on his cock, squeezing his prickhead. Then she let it flop from her mouth like a limp fish.
He had fallen silent and was now watching her closely, studying the weird patterns his silver cum made on her pretty face. She propped his prick up against her lips, stared at him with her one clear eye, then began to smear his cock back and forth over her face, massaging his jism across her mouth and into her cheeks.
She went further, rubbing his cockhead against her nose and onto her forehead. She smudged cum about in the sockets of her eyes. She bent his prick around her ear and temple. Then she sucked his cock back into her mouth before letting it go and beginning all over again. Her face was covered in cum. It glistened with knots and strings of jism And still she kept on smudging the stuff back and forth.
"You like?" she murmured, her voice husky with the cum clogging her throat. "You like to see me smearing cum all over my face?"
He lay back against his pillow and groaned.