Chapter 8

Miss Callahan drew her knees up and sat on the edge of the desk again, her lean legs parted. Johnny held his prick by the hilt and snapped it, then gave it a few strokes up and down to make sure it was fully stiffened. His virile balls were slack but, drop by drop, another cum load was seeping into them.

His prick was hard and he didn't wait until his balls had swollen fully again.

He thrust his loins out and guided the purple head of his cock into the teacher's pussy. Turning his hand, he slid his fat cock-knob around in her gooey cunt, stirring her pussy with his prick paddle. Only the prick-tip was in her and they were both enjoying the pre-liminary play.

Cunt-juice was bubbling around his cock as he whisked in her cunt, and ribbons of the delicious-looking cream ran down her groin and soaked her ass-crack.

He worked his cock-knob against her clit, making the woman moan with pleasure. His ass tightened and he began to slowly run his prick into her pussy, sinking it in inch by slow inch.

Then, with a sudden jolt, he buried his cock all the way up her cunt-sleeve.

"Ahhhhh!" she sighed.

Johnny held his prick buried, savoring the sensation of having all of his throbbing cock enveloped in clinging cunt and letting the teacher thrill to the pleasure of having her pussy stuffed to the brim with hard cock.

She began to move before he did.

She pulled her pussy up and down two or three inches of prick, fucking rhythmically. Then he started to move in counterpoint, shoving it up her as the lithe blonde woman pumped down to the hilt.

His ass corkscrewed as he fed her the cock faster, and she bucked and churned in response. His balls were slapping on the cheeks of her ass like the clappers of a meaty bell, landing with a solid thud.

Molly started to chant, just like a school teacher giving the multiplication tables by rote.

"Fuck - fuck - fuck!" she wailed each time he shoveled his cock up her.

Johnny was changing the pace, feeding her a fast thrust, then a slow one.

His prick went in like a rolled roast into a pre-heated oven, then rammed in like a piston. He dipped at the knees and pumped a long, underslung load up her pussy, then rose onto his toes and slipped it in from a higher angle so that every inch of the long prick was rubbing across her sensitive clit as he bedded it to the root.

Molly was panting and moaning with joy.

Getting fucked by the student was even better than sucking him off, she thought - although there wasn't a hell of a lot to choose between those two lovely events.

Her talented cunt was working on him like her mouth had, sucking hungrily. The inner rings contracted, molding her cunt to the contours of his cock, rippling up as if she were using her fuck-hole to jerk him off.

Her cunt clung so tenaciously that, when he pulled out, he was dragging her pliable pussy-lips down his cock-stalk, damned near dragging her cunt inside out.

She wrapped her legs around his hips, knees hooked, heels drumming on the hard cheeks of his ass, then rubbing into the tight cleft and sliding on down to massage his balls as they came swinging back in his groin.

"Fuck me silly, baby!" she babbled. He grunted and pounded in hard. "Fuck my ass off, Johnny! Oh, sweet shit - fuck my cunt to jelly!" she squealed.

Bonny was jealous of them both, envying the teacher that huge cuntful and envying Johnny her cunt as well. But she was still avoiding the urge to finger-fuck herself, determined to get more than a hand-job today.

Her tongue was every bit as hot as her clit as she gazed like a glutton at the coupling, hungry to suck the boy's jizz from the woman's pussy.

As Johnny drove his cock in, filling her, he was pumping great lashings of cunt-juice from her pussy, turning her crotch to a foaming morass.

The flow was getting richer as Miss Callahan began to cream off. Bonny was breathing in the heavy, cloying fumes of cumming cunt, driving herself crazy. Inhaling the aroma, she longed for the taste.

Johnny began to jerk in dynamically.

Molly threw her knees up and her ankles arched as she kicked convulsively in the air behind his grinding ass. Spasms shook her. She jolted and bucked and undulated on his hammering cock.

He was pouring the prick up her so deep that she felt transfixed. Still tasting his jizz on her tongue, she had the fanciful thought that the boy's enormous prick might be stabbing right through her and sliding into her mouth from out of her throat.

"Creamin', baby! Cumming! My fucking cunt is melting on your cock, darling!"

But he knew that. His prick was pumping in through a swamp of cunt-cum, and oceans of the goo were pouring from her pussy as he stuffed her full.

"Shoot in me, Johnny! I'm hot for your slime! Fill me with your fuck-juice, baby!"

Her cunt was so hot now that Johnny thought he might blister his cock in that inferno. She melted again and again and her clit went off like a machine gun. In the throes of pure rapture, she twisted her head from side to side, eyes rolled back, lips slack and panting. Her face was a mask of primitive passion.

She tightened her cunt muscles, milking him. This was a lesson in sex education that Miss Callahan was well qualified to teach. Her fuck-hole was sopping wet and slippery, yet her cunt muscles were in such good tone that they kept the fit tight and snug, the friction spectacular.

She spun her ass on the desk, winding her pussy onto his prick like a juicy nut on a meaty bolt, adding twisting torque to the in-and-out action.

Her legs locked around his loins, flew open wide, clamped him in a velvet vise again. Her knees jerked up and she rolled her ass.

He cupped her by the ass and pulled her pussy onto his prick as he heaved it out. His balls seemed as big as melons again as another load neared the pressure point and the heat of fusion built up steadily.

"Gonna - jizz!" he rasped.

Molly wailed in anticipation and her cunt exploded again, her clit going off like a detonator and the core of her cunt dissolving.

A strangled cry broke from his lips and a steaming geyser sped from his balls. Molly screamed when she felt his prick lurch and, a split second later, felt his boiling jism pour into her pussy.

She pumped in savagely and juiced off abundantly, pouring so much spunk into her pussy that she marveled at his potency. He had already shot off twice before, but his cum seemed as plentiful as ever.

She fucked in a wild waltz and Johnny hammered in and emptied his balls to the dregs.

Spent, he held her to him, his cock still wedged up her cunt. The last of his sweet slime came out of his piss-hole in a meager trickle.

"You're a lovely fucker, Johnny," Miss Callahan told the youth.

"Your cunt is something else!" he gasped. "It felt like you got a mouth up there!"

He wriggled his cock around in her, then began to pull it out as it had sunk in, inch by inch. The fat cock-knob stayed plugged in her pussy for a moment, then popped out like a cork from a bottle.

It stood out straight, parallel with the floor and aimed at her cunt. Then, incredibly, it gave a jolt and snapped upright again, the knob slapping Johnny high on his flat, well-muscled belly.

Her vacated cunt-slot stayed open wide, retaining the shape of his prick. Out of that gaping pussy came a flood of cunt-cum and jizz, all mingled into one scrumptious-looking sex sauce.

Bonny was glad she had bided her time.

Johnny's prick looked delicious now that it had just come out of Miss Callahan's creamy cunt-hole, and Miss Callahan's jizzed pussy looked even more appetizing than it had before it had been hosed full of cum.

The girl once again started to rise from behind the row of desks and make her presence - not to mention her desires - known to them.

But then Miss Callahan looked down and her pretty face registered renewed excitement.

"Why, Johnny, you sweet boy - it's still stiff!" she cried, staring at his rampant cock.

He looked smug and pleased with himself.

"Can you cum again?" the teacher asked.

"You bet," he announced.

The horny youth often jacked himself off three or four times in rapid succession and knew damned well he could just keep right on cumming into this sexy school marm.

He waited to see if Miss Callahan wanted it in her mouth or her cunt this time.

But she had another idea.

And Bonny had to wait a bit longer before she discovered the joy of lesbian love - although another young girl, inspired by Bonny's hints, was already finding out about that.