Chapter 7
Molly drew back, and Johnny's prick came pulling from her cleavage. It stood rampant and vibrant. She ducked down and lapped the residue from his cock-knob. His balls were getting fat and solid again.
She took his cock-knob into her lips and polished it like a purple gemstone. The prick was so delicious that it was making her eyes water.
"Turn around for a minute, baby," she moaned as she drew her mouth off his meaty slab. "Let me suck your asshole for an appetizer.' '
Johnny rotated, his jutting cock swinging around like a howitzer getting the range.
Molly massaged the hard cheeks of his ass and kissed all over them, reaching in to play with his balls from the back.
Johnny bent over as if he were going to touch his toes. He grasped his ankles, doubled up. His cock was damned near stabbing him under the chin. It looked so long that Bonny, who had had it stuffed down her throat a few times, got the idea that the boy might be able to suck his own prick if he didn't have Miss Callahan to do the job for him.
He was hiking his ass up and the blonde teacher kneaded and kissed the taut asscheeks some more. Then she placed her open hands on those hard globes and spread them apart, opening the musky cleft and exposing his shit-hole.
Molly ran her tongue up his tasty crack a few times, then set to snacking on his shitter.
Johnny groaned at the sensation, realizing with the first lick that the school teacher was an expert rimmer. Molly loved to eat ass, especially tender young teenaged ass - of either sex, for that matter. She knew it was naughty, and that made it more exciting. Molly felt deliciously depraved and wanton as she debased her tongue in an asshole.
"Ummmmm - ummmmm!" she sighed.
"Ahhhhhh - ream me out!" Johnny moaned.
Bonny couldn't see this action, but juicy slurps told her just what the school teacher was doing behind her ardent student's ass.
Molly adored the tart taste and the fudgy texture of his asshole. Her tongue whipped in, sinking up his shit-slot. She probed deep and he shuddered. She seemed to be licking the very root of his hard-on inside his groin.
Tongue-fucking up his ass, she sucked on the brown ring, eagerly feeding in his shitter. Her tongue danced in wildly and her mouth drooled at the succulence. Her jaw worked as if she were munching a chewy caramel.
"Ohhhhh, Miss Callahan! You got a magic mouth!" he rasped. "What an ass eater! Get your fucking tongue up my guts! Suck my shit-hole, baby!"
His prick was responding to the rim job, bucking and surging. More preliminary goo started to gush from his piss-hole and flow down his cock.
"You'll make me cum!" he gasped.
It was either a warning or a promise. It felt so good to have Miss Callahan mouthing his asshole that Johnny didn't care if he shot off that way or not, but he figured that she might want him to turn around before he creamed - and that was certainly true.
She hungrily sucked his ass-ring a bit longer, then drew back, grinning and licking her soiled lips.
Her slobber was running out of his asshole like the seepage of an enema.
"Turn around, darling! I want your big, delicious cock in my mouth!" she panted.
Johnny straightened up and spun around to face her - going to the head of the class, as it were.
His prick loomed up and her head ducked down.
She lapped his balls and slurped the pre-cum up as it slid down his prick. He jabbed his cock-knob at her lips, but she didn't swallow it in yet. She could judge that she still had a minute or two before the potent teenager was liable to squirt off his second slime load.
She worked with her tongue, bathing his balls, laving his prick. She licked up his flat belly and tongued into his wiry pubic bush.
Then she fitted her parted lips to the underside of his cock-shaft. Her mouth worked as if she were gnawing on a meaty bone.
She pulled her lips up and down, playing on his prick like a mouth organ. Her mouth lid from the thick hilt up to the slab of his cock-knob, gathering up the goo that was washing down, leaving his prick glistening with her saliva. His stiff cock was humming like a vibrator in her lips, jolting and jerking savagely.
"Toot my flute!" he groaned, humping and driving that meaty instrument up and down through her lips.
His balls rolled up at the root of his cock and slapped against her cheek as she slid down.
Lavish globs of spunk spumed from his piss-hole, and she figured it was time for a drink. Mouthing his cock was lots of delicious fun, but she wanted his cock in her mouth when he blew his wad.
She fluted her lips on up his cock-stalk again and this time she turned her radiant face down over his prick, kissing the greasy slab lovingly.
Her lips parted and Johnny humped up, jacking his prick into her facial fuck-hole.
She sucked his cock-knob in hungrily and started to nurse on the meaty valve. Her lips peeled out around his cock-shaft, and her cheeks indented as she sucked, then billowed out as she blew down his prick.
Drool mixed with creamy pre-cum, spilled from her mouth and washed down his cock.
Johnny trembled and gasped. She had been a great licker, but the sucking was even better!
"Fuck my face, baby! Use my mouth for a cunt!" the horny school mistress moaned.
He slogged in deeper, feeding half of his elongated cock into her mouth.
"Unghhhhh!" she gulped when the boy's bulging cock-knob rammed into her throat.
But she held it there, loving it, then pulled her lips back up, sucking through every sweet, throbbing inch of his prick, then collaring the knob again.
Johnny humped her mouth and she bobbed up and down to meet him, working in the classic blow-job motion. She swallowed down to his balls and his cock vanished.
"Glubbbb - gulpppp!" she sputtered.
He stared down in awe. Her lips were glued to the hairy hilt of his cock, every blessed inch buried. His cock-head was halfway down her throat!
Even orally inclined Bonny Rademacher had never managed to swallow him balls-deep.
"Yeah - deep-throat me!" he croaked. He stabbed in as Molly gladly gorged, her blonde head pumping up and down on the huge mouthful.
His balls hit her chin and then rolled on up to her pursed lips. She seemed to be trying to swallow his whole meat rack in, balls and all.
"Juice me, Johnny! Jizz me!" she begged, speaking on the head of his prick like a torch singer caressing a microphone as she crooned a steamy ballad.
"Umppfffff! Unghnnnnn!" she gasped as he clogged her gullet again, choking off her words.
Then she wailed on his cock-knob again as he pulled back, pleading for his spunk.
"Slime in my mouth, baby! I'm hungry for your hot, thick fuck-juice!" she sputtered as he pounded in. "Whitewash my tonsils, darling! Paint my palate! I wanna swallow your sweet cock-spume!"
Her words inflamed him as much as her mouth.
Johnny kneaded her hobbling tits, then held her face between his open hands and slogged his prick in faster, on the cum strokes, now.
"Gargle the goo, Miss Callahan!" he croaked.
"Yeah - yeah! Feed me!" she panted, in hungry expectation of his viscous load. His balls were stretched tight as a drum as his cum dose built toward the bursting point. His prick hissed through her lips and jammed her gorge, tilting her head back as he hammered in. He grunted and slammed in and out. "Here it cums!" he cried. "Ummmmmm - ummmmmmm!'' He threw his head and shoulders back and whacked his prick up and his cock exploded in her mouth. The first wad squirted out as he buried his cock and gushed straight down her throat.
He shot again on the backstroke, cum-ming on the recoil, giving her the pleasure of tasting his young jizz before she greedily gulped it down.
His prick went off again and again, slamming in and sliding out. His spunk was pouring out in creamy coils and gooey ropes.
A wad his the arched roof of her mouth, another splashed in her cheek. He bathed her tongue and hosed her throat. Jets of jism spurted out dynamically.
Miss Callahan was drinking with relish but the boy's load was too much for her Cum and drool overflowed her mouth and poured down his prick. Then her head bobbed down and she sucked it back from his cock.
Her tongue was floating in a swamp of cum and her belly was so full that she could feel the thick goo sloshing around inside her It sped from his pulsing piss-hole so hard that she heard it splash in her gullet.
"Glubbbb - gurgle!" she slurped as she ingested it.
"Drink my cum, Miss Callahan! Swallow the slime, you sweet cock-sucker!" he rasped.
His words were music to her ears as his cock continued to nourish her mouth.
It was no insult to Miss Callahan to have her student call her a cock-sucker!
"Keep cumming, baby! Flood me! Ooooh, I love it - love it - love to drink from your cock!" she babbled, then choked on another throatful. He drained off squirt by squirt. His balls began to deflate as all of his juice ran out of them and into her mouth.
The school teacher had swallowed a lot of cum in her time, but she didn't chink she had ever tasted any as yummy as this young boy's load. Her taste buds were going crazy. Johnny's jizz was as thick as condensed milk, as gooey as a wad of taffy. At long last he flagged. He missed a stroke and lost the rhythm. Molly kept on bobbing her head up and dowm, milking out the last drops, sorry that it was over. She wished his big prick could keep on spraying her mouth and throat for an hour.
He stopped humping and shuddered. She pulled her slimy lips up to his cock-head and folded her fist around his cock-shaft. Squeezing, she drew her hand up, milking the dregs out as if getting the last spurt from a toothpaste tube.
She frigged him briskly and was rewarded by one last squirt on her tongue.
Then she drew her lips from him and turned her face up. she opened her mouth so that the boy - and the girl, too, although Miss Callahan didn't know that, yet - could see the last of his slime on her tongue. She swallowed it with her mouth open. He looked awestruck. "Jeez, Miss Callahan - you got a mouth like a vacuum cleaner!" he croaked. She smiled, delighted by that. Bonny, too, had been deeply impressed by Miss Callahan's oral ability. The raven-haired cheerleader had thought she knew a thing or two about giving head, but now she knew she could take a few lessons from her teacher when it came to milking off a prick.
And, she fervently hoped, a cunt, too. Johnny's balls were sagging, but his formidable prick was still fat and firm. Molly dove on him again, using her nimble tongue to gather up a few stray globs of jizz that had escaped her lips and trickled down his cock-shaft.
She leaned back on the desk again, grinning, happy that he still had a hard-on.
"I adore sucking you off and swallowing your sweet jizz, Johnny. I wanna blow you a lot, from now on. You can cum in my mouth for lunch every day." He beamed at the prospect. "Only - it makes my cunt awfully hot when I drink a guy off," she whispered meaningfully.
"Want me to eat you out again, Miss Callahan?" the boy asked eagerly.
Bonny was just about to spring up and claim that job for her own hungry mouth and tongue. She just couldn't bear to watch Johnny gobble the creamy pussy that she was so much yearning for. But Molly had another idea. "Why don't you fuck me now, Johnny?" she purred. He grinned with enthusiasm.
And Bonny sank back into hiding. She could wait a bit longer for the pleasure of seeing them fuck - and, besides, she reasoned that Miss Callahan's cunt would be even more delicious once it was hosed full of jizz.