Victoria Parker: The majorette loved spreading

His balls hung off the edge of the toilet seat.

"You sweet, sweet dear," Mr. Cavendish said, his voice quivering.

Denise slurped the huge prick, now and then glancing up at her principal, intrigued by the look of passion etched on his handsome face.

He stared down at Denise, his cock plugged into her little mouth.

Denise felt the first squirt of cum on the roof of her mouth, then he blasted out his load and damned near choked her.

"Suck, honey, suck!" Mr. Cavendish whimpered. "Suck me!"

Denise gulped on his prick. Thick cockcream spilled from her mouth, drooling down his cock. She slid off the prick and a mouthful of cum splashed out of her mouth.

But Mr. Cavendish was still shooting. Denise started jerking his prick.

"Yes, Denise!" he panted. "Do that!"

"Jerk on it?"

"Yes, honey, yes!"

Denise knelt beside the toilet, her hat still on, her boots splayed on the floor. She pumped hotly on Mr. Cavendish's spurting cock.

"That feels so damn good!" he whispered.

Denise looked up at his face. He was hot. He looked as if he'd just bitten into a lemon. She looked back at the cream jetting from his huge prick.

"Jeeez!" she gasped.

"Oh, gawwwwwwwwwwwd!" Mr. Cavendish cried.

Denise pumped out his full load. The principal finally slumped on the toilet, huffing and puffing. He leaned forward and pulled Denise up so she stood over him. His hands went behind her. He cupped her ass.

"You have the finest ass I believe I've ever seen, Denise," he whispered.

The little darling stood provocatively over him, her pink-glossed lips slick with cum. She stuck her tongue out, wiping them clean.

Her majorette hat was tilted to the left and looked as though it might fall off at any moment.

"You think so, sir?" she asked.

"Yes, yes."

"My ass?"

He underhanded her asscheeks lovingly, jiggling them. "Yes, you have a beautiful ass, Denise."

Denise remembered how Mr. Park had kissed her ass, licked her crack and fucked her asshole with his sloppy tongue, and she remembered how much she had enjoyed his actions.

Mr. Cavendish now reached up and cupped her peach-sized tits, fondling squeezing and caressing them.

He kissed her stomach, pulled Denise onto him so she straddled his legs, then he sat her down on his lap.

His big prick was hard again, and it stuck up like a hard pipe. Denise sat on top of him and looked down at his face.

"I wanna fuck you," Mr. Cavendish said.

"Oh, sir!" she gasped. "I don't think we should."

"You said you just wanted to play." He clutched his cock, rubbing it on Denise's belly.

"Just put it in for a minute," he whispered.

He lifted her up, then fucked his prick into her little pussy.

"Ahhhh! Oooooh!" Denise cried, looking down at the hot, slick connection of cunt and cock.

She was up, standing now, his cock big and hard and fucking into her cunt.

"I never fucked before!" Denise gasped. "Just move on my prick." She rolled her gorgeous ass slowly. "Like this?"

"Hooo, ooooh, yeahhhhhh! Like that, Denise!"

"Oh, jeez!" she panted.

Denise was fucking on top of him, screwing her hips around and around, bumping up and down, taking a full eight inches of Mr. Cavendish's big prick into her tight pussy.

He had his hands behind her, feeling her ass.

Denise put her hands on his shoulders for balance. Mr. Cavendish sat erect on the toilet. Denise did the work. She bounced faster, and her hat toppled off to one side and hung by the strap around her neck. Her brown hair fell down in sweet piles. Her bangs were matted with perspiration to her forehead.

"Fuck me, Denise!" he yelped.

"Oh, sir, I am! I am fuckin'!" Denise moaned, her voice full of joy.

His cock felt good in her cunt. She loved the hard shaft in there, so warm, so slick. She fucked up and down on him.

"Sweet, sweet fucker!" Mr. Cavendish groaned, his face twisted with pleasure.

Denise fucked faster and harder, until she knew she was going to cum again. She felt his prick bulge in her cunt. He sprayed out another cum-load that splashed into her with hot spurts.

"Ahhh, shit!" he yelled.

"Gawwwd!" Denise cried. "You're squirtin' in me!"

Mr. Cavendish arched up off the toilet, pushing harder into Denise's cunt. She rolled her hips and pumped down on his hard cock.

Her climax filled her with love and thrilling emotion. She shook violently, shuddered, then stiffened.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ooooowhhooofff!"

When Denise told her friend Sue Simpson about her encounter with Mr. Cavendish, Sue responded with fascination and surprise.

"Come on, you're kiddin'," Sue said as they walked down the hall at Branson High. "No, and in the toilet, in the men's faculty toilet."

"And he's gonna give you all A's?"

"Shit, I'd go for that deal. I'd let him in my pants for that," Sue said.

Sue Simpson was a blonde delight. Her blonde hair was long on her shoulders, and she had it slicked back on the sides, parted in the middle.

"I'll bet you could get him to give you A's if you did let him in your panties," Denise said.

Sue wore a black mini-skirt and a white sweater. She had big tits. They looked like grapefruits bobbling around in her sweater.

"Would you arrange it?" Sue asked. "Sure," Denise said. "Next time he talks to me, 'cause I got an idea he's gonna wanna play around with me a lot more. I'm gonna see if he can't swing it so I get the lead in the play."

"Say, you wanna really see somethin', Denise?"

"What?"

"My Aunt Libby is visiting at my house. She always plays around with my brother."

"She does?"

"Yeah, they fuck and stuff."

"You've seen 'em?"

"Sure, but they don't know I've seen 'em. Wanna come over and watch?"

"God, yeah," Denise said.

"After school, then. We go over, but we have to hide in the guestroom closet for a long time and wait."

"I don't care. Your brother? Danny? Gawwwwd, he's the hottest hunk at Branson High!"

"Yeah, I know. All the girls are crazy for him."

"And he's doin' it with your aunt?"

"You'll see."

Sue led Denise to the closet of the guestroom.

"My aunt will be home soon. She always comes in about the time school's out. She knows Danny win be home then."

She took Denise into a big closet that occupied one whole wall. It had sliding doors.

"In here. We just sit in the dark, leave the door open, and they won't see us."

Denise ducked with Sue behind some coats and sat down on the hardwood floor.

Little Denise couldn't believe she was about to see Danny Simpson fuck his aunt, but she was sure willing to wait out the possibilities.

"How long do we wait?" Denise asked.

"I dunno. Sometimes I've waited an hour or more."

"God, they're really gonna do it?" Denise asked.

"You just watch."

Denise was clad in a faded blue denim skirt, red sweater and blue tennis shoes. She sat beside Sue and waited.

"Do you like to masturbate?" Sue asked.

"Sure, who doesn't?"

"I love to do it," Sue said. "Should we finger-off while we're waitin'?"

"If you wanna."

"Let's do. Show me how you do it," Sue said.

"Well, you know, I just do it," Denise said, pulling her little blue skirt up and stripping her pink panties down on her thighs. "Kinda like this, fucking with my finger, in and out and stuff, then fiddling with my clit."

"Ooooooh, yeahhhh, that looks good," Sue said.

Sue pulled her skirt up, pulling her white panties down and did the same.

"Ohhhhhh, doesn't this feel good?" Sue whispered.

"So damn good!"

"I know," Denise said. "Do you do it a lot?"

"Oooooh, shit," Sue whispered. "I do it all the time. I love it. I love finger-fuckin'!"