Slutty Schoolgirls

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"Mr. Harker?"
Strawberry blond beauty,
with broad baby blues.
Skirt achingly high,
across those thirsty thighs,
barely covering that
temptingly tight ass.

"Is there a problem, Stacy?"
She glances down,
holding her books,
hiding the rose peaks
threatening to rip that paper thin shirt.
Teasing her tongue nervously
over that sumptuous smile

"I .."
A pause ..
"I was just .."
Another ..

"Out with it, girl ..
I haven't got all day"

"I was just wondering .."
Arching my brow
like a stern parent.

She shivers.

"Is this about your grades, Stacy?
They're dangerously low .."
My cock twitches in it's khaki enclosure.
".. you're going to fail, you know"
This has to be a dream!

Her hand sweeps her hair aside,
off that sweet cheek,
as she gets to the point.
"Yes, Sir .. I was .. wondering."
Her pearly whites
bite into the full flesh
of her lower lip.
"Is there .. ANYTHING .. I can do?
To raise my grade, I mean ..
ANYTHING at all?"

Looking up at me,
those long lashes
making shadows dance
on the shining surface of her eyes.

"Anything." I chuckle,
breathless, husky,
I can't believe my luck.
"What would you be willing to do,
Stacy?
Would you be willing to ..
do some extra credit?"

A sweet blush
flows fluidly
up her neck
as she sets down her books,
and moves her hands
to unbutton her shirt.
"I'll .. do some extra credit,
Mr. Harker, if you'll let me?"

I growl with hunger,
my cock harder than a rock,
aching against it's restraints.

I reach over my desk,
pulling her to me.
My mouth finds hers in fiery glory,
and my tongue slips inside.
Teasing, tempting her,
and she responds with equal fervor.

Clawing, animal
I rip open that shirt,
nearly see-through, it was worthless anyway.
Her breasts, unbound,
bouncing free as I lean back
to drink her in.

Her skin is flushed,
innocent and pure,
like some sacrificial virgin.
She gasps,
lips wet,
eyes wide,
panting,
as I stroke my hand over
the swell of her delicious tits.
Squeezing them,
leaning in and tasting them,
the bud of her nipples
firm and hard,
sweeter than sugar.

She moans under my touch,
surprised,
and writhes like a pro
against my straining cock.

I can't handle it,
I feel like I'm going to die
from pure bliss.
I lift her from where she fell into my lap,
And push back my chair,
bending her over the desk.

Her firm, tight teen ass
wiggles nervously
against the cotton.
She looks over her shoulder,
at me.

With a rough chuckle,
at her deer-in-the-headlights look
I unbuckle my belt,
hanging it over the back of the chair.
I unbutton
unzip
pushing down my pants,
my thick tool leaping free.
A gasp,
whether hers or mine,
and I step from the garment,
kicking it aside.

I pick up my belt,
grinning with hunger
as I fold it,
snapping the leather together.
Before she can respond,
I swat the leather straps
over that virginal white cotton
hiding her ass.

"OH!", she cries,
jumping against the desk.

I drop the belt,
shivering,
and slap my hand against her ass,
feeling the flesh tremble at my touch.

"OH! Gawd!"
She shivers, writhing,
as my hand moves down
to feel the damp cloth
clinging to her pussy.

"You want this, Stacy?
Do you?
Tell me."
My hand rubs against the
hungrily parting lips.

"Oh! Yes, Mr. Harker!
I've wanted you
since I first saw you!
Mm, Oh, gawd yes ..
that feels good ..
please,
PLEASE ..
fuck me, Teacher!
I don't care about the grades!
I just want your
hard cock
pounding
in and out of me!"

Roaring, I rip off
that flimsy cotton armor,
and pull her hips towards me.

I sink my cock
with ease
into that tight teen twat.
We both moan as I push inside
her wet, hot depths,
and she grinds back against me.
Her hands crawl up to grip the other side of the desk,
as I start pounding
hard and fast
into her.

My hands grip her hips,
fingers digging into the supine skin,
pulling her back
even as she spears herself.

She screams,
"OH! YES! GAWD, Eric!
FUCK ME!
Oh, please .. fuck me baby .."
Even as I growl,
"Oh, baby ..
you're so
wet
hot
tight
I don't know how long I can last!"

Her breasts are pressed
against the hardwood
of the desk.
She writhes and screams,
begging for more,
pushing back as I
piston fiercely in and out of her hot cunt.

"Cum in me, please baby,
GAWD, I'm going to cum soon ..
OH, ERIC!
Cum with me ..
oohhhh gawd ...
OH, GAWD, FUCK ME!"

I feel the cum welling,
my balls pounding against her clit
as I thrust inside her one last time.

"I'M CUMMING!!"
She screams,
as I fill her with my seed.
Her cunt convulses around my cock,
milking me for all it's worth,
as I grunt with pleasure.

Gasping, I pull out of her
pulling her back,
with me,
into the desk chair.
I pull her onto my lap,
as we both pant for breath,
the last of her
climactic shivers
passing away.

I grin down at her,
sweaty and sated.
"Baby .. you didn't stay in character .."

Breathlessly
she punches me playfully in the chest.
"Asshole."
And then turns, trembling,
to give me a kiss.
"But my asshole."

Returning the kiss,
my thoughts turn to
what we'll do next.

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LiarLiarover 20 years ago
Why, hello...

Prose poetry / porn fantasy / wtisted humor / hugely enjoyable.

RavishingRavishingover 20 years ago
Once again...

...liked, loved, adored.

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