Victoria Parker - Horny hot schoolgirl

Gary sawed his prick in and out of her pussy as she lifted her ass off the toilet seat and slowly rolled it, a lascivious circular motion that caught his cock in the vise of her pussy and made him come. His prick stiffened and he thumped it furiously into Kristi's cunt as his cock erupted.

Kristi came again. She bit a quick ripple of pleasure, then fell into a long, sweet sensation of climax. The tender vibrations tickled her to a state of exhilaration in which she thought she might shake to death the way she kept coming.

"Oh! Wow!" she blurted. "Oh, yikes, here I come!"

"Me too!" Gary yipped.

"Shit!" Kristi gulped.

She couldn't believe the words leaping out of her mouth, but as she shuddered through the multiple orgasm, as the waves of pleasure flooded over her, she was so hot and so lost in the ecstasy of it, she couldn't control herself.

"Oh, you guys. Shit! Oh, fuck! Shit!" Kristi babbled. "I'm comin' off! I'm gettin' it, you guys! Oh, uh, fuck!"

Gary thwacked his cock harder and faster into her pussy, and Kristi finally fell back, all splayed out on the toilet seat, spent, weak, satisfied.

"You have to learn to live through your senses," she mumbled.

Kristi was attired in her maroon school outfit. She sat in Mr. Harper's class and listened to him lecture on Descartes.

She was puzzled by all that had been happening to her at. Hastings High. Over the weekend her parents made her go to church with them again, and this time the preacher talked about evil, how the world was full of degradation and evil, how sex was evil, and all his ranting and raving had confused the poor young girl.

After class she walked up to Mr. Harper and asked to speak with him.

"I have another question, sir," she said. Mr. Harper led her to his office and closed the door.

"And what is the question this time, my lovely?"

"It's about evil. What is it?"

"Well, of course, there are many definitions of evil, my dear, but as the great philosopher Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche said, one must experience all the evil before you can know the good."

Kristi didn't understand this.

"Explain, sir, will you?"

Her teacher lightly brushed his fingertips over her luscious tits which were popping up against the white blouse. He fondled gently, then cupped them and squeezed.

"Well, evil is simply a state of mind. Murder, of course, is evil… anything that hurts someone else is evil."

"Sunday, my minister said that we live in a society that cares only for pleasure and that's bad."

"On the contrary, Kristi. As the great Spinoza said, 'pleasure is good'."

"Ah, I guess pleasure is good, isn't it, sir?"

"Nietzsche, in his book, Beyond Good And Evil, expresses his opinion that it is a mistake to disregard evil."

"What does he say?"

Mr. Harper rubbed Kristi's pussy through her maroon, plaid miniskirt. His fingers pressed into her soft mound under the material of the skirt. She felt a glow quiver through her.

"That pleasure is the key… all else is folly."

His hand slipped under the schoolgirl skirt and he plunged his finger deep into Kristi's panties. He fish hooked his finger into her cunt.

"Oh, sir, you're in my panties again, aren't you?"

"For pleasure, my darling."

"Yes, for pleasure, Mr. Harper… for pleasure. That's why you're in my panties, isn't it?"

He closed her babbling mouth with a wild kiss.

His trembling hand fell to the young girl's marvelous ass. He clutched his fingers, dug them into her smooth, tight asscheeks. His other hand was busy in Kristi's panties, knuckling out the crotch as he jigged her pussy with a slick finger-fuck.

Their lips were wet, hot, and Kristi melted against her teacher in a yearning embrace. She felt the throbbing of his immense cock as it thumped against her belly.

Mr. Harper's tongue snaked into Kristi's mouth. She nibbled on it playfully. A hungry passion zipped through her. She liked the knobby head of his cock squishing against her as they kissed.

They were both trembling. Mr. Harper's libido had been brought to the boiling point by the warmth of the beautiful young student, so pretty, so finely made, her ass feeling like two hard-boiled eggs under the teacher's, probing fingers.

Mr. Harper's other hand was working in Kristi's tight, pink panties. His finger wobbled in and out of her wet cunt. She did a slow, delicious bump-and-grind against her teacher's smoldering prick.

She felt a shudder of desire. A spicy burning. A scorching fire raced through her. She rolled her splendid ass, pushed her pussy against the twitching finger, pulled Mr. Harper's head down harder into the kiss, sucked on his lips, and quivered into a lulu of a climax.

Her body shook as though she were freezing. A shudder. A shiver. A quaking quiver.

She came hard. She rolled her hips. She broke the kiss, panting, gasping, her breath racing in quick, short gulps.

"Jesus, what pleasure!" she cried.

"My sweet flower," Mr. Harper whispered. His finger fucked avidly in and out of Kristi's flittering cunt. Her pussy juice was dewy as it sprinkled Mr. Harper's hand.

Kristi fell against him in the passion of her climax, then squirmed into the crescendo.

"Oh, God, Mr. Harper! I just came!" she whimpered, leaning against him, panting for breath, her luscious tits smashed against his lean body.

"When you come, darling, you know what heaven is like. Do you understand that?"

Kristi took a long, deep breath. Her hands slid down her teacher's back. She thought about it. Coming is like heaven?

"I think so," she said. "You mean that's what heaven is… coming."

"Yes, it's like that… if you were to go to heaven, that's the way you'd feel."

"Oh, sir," Kristi sighed, and she reached for his immense erection. Her fingers, the nails painted a bright red, clutched his tough cock through Mr. Harper's slacks.

"So, now you understand about heaven and hell, right?"

Kristi squeezed his hard prick. She pulled his zipper down. Her fingers wiggled inside the fly, and she grabbed his cock. His prick was jumping like a wild trout. She managed to yank it out, and his cock sprang up in a quivering jiggle.

"Yes, sir," she said softly.

She held his squirting cock, pulled down on it, looked at it with a greedy gaze.

"It's a humdinger, sir," she blurted.

He smiled and kissed her lightly, then picked her up and put her on his desk. He laid her back on the top. He lifted, her maroon, plaid skirt over her waist and tugged at her pink panties.

He peeled them down over the pretty blonde curls between her thighs.

He held the panties at her knees and bent over. He kissed Kristi's pussy lightly, playing his tongue over the tip of her fuzzy coils.

He took her panties down around her black school shoes. Kristi lifted one foot, and Mr. Harper pulled the panties off. They hung in a pink drape from her other ankle.

Mr. Harper's fingers deftly unbuttoned her white blouse. He pulled it open and dug into Kristi's pink bra. He pulled her nice big tits out. He kissed each one with puckered lips.

His cock was wobbling wildly. His mouth was eager and hungry as he devoured Kristi's teen tits. Then he backed off and stripped out of all his clothes. Kristi admired the taut, lean body; the strip of hair from his bellybutton to the thicket around the base of his outrageous cock.

Mr. Harper climbed up on top of Kristi. He was on his knees between her legs. He kissed her tits again. Kristi reached for his cock and pulled on his hard cock.

His lips trailed up over her chest, up to her neck, and suddenly he was kissing Kristi and lowering his body, onto her. His cock spewed a spatter of cum on her thigh.

Kristi pulled him to her. She had the top of his prick in her hand. She rubbed his prick on the softness of her frothing cunt.