Tom Allison - Mom in the middle

"You're going to have the baby," Wallace went on. "You want to transfer to another school. Your parents already know about the… God only, knows what they must think of you…"

"They don't like it."

"Don't interrupt me… and now that you've gotten yourself knocked up, so to speak, you want me to approve the transfer, and you want me to conceal the true reason for the transfer. You want me to lie for you."

Debby raised her eyes and looked at Mr. Wallace pleadingly. It embarrassed her horribly to ask him for the favor, but there was no way she could get around it. If he refused her request and the word of her illegitimate pregnancy got out, her reputation would be ruined.

Enough damage had been done already. Her parents hardly spoke to her anymore. They wouldn't let her go out of the house. Clandestine meetings under the overpass were out of the question. For the past two weeks Debby hadn't been able to fuck anyone except her younger brother Dave.

She hadn't mentioned Ray to anyone, of course. How could she admit that she'd let a total stranger fuck her in the woods, just because she'd heard of what a huge dick he had?

She'd told her parents Robbie had gotten her pregnant, and she'd told Robbie the same thing. The chances were that he'd marry her as soon as she graduated. Debby didn't love him, but her belly would start swelling in a couple of months. She didn't have much choice.

"You're a slut, of course," Mr. Wallace continued bitterly. "You know that, I imagine. I think I've heard a few stories about you. What were their names? Robbie? Steve?"

Debby said nothing, lowered her head.

"Just a slut. You can guess my opinion of having prostitutes like you attending my high school. Don't worry, you'll be transferred. As far away as I can get you. But I've got a mind to call the Daily Journal and have them feature your exploits on the front page!"

"Please, Mr. Wallace," Debby whispered. "I'll just do anything if you won't tell. Please!"

"Just a slut," Mr. Wallace repeated emphatically. "Filthy slut."

Debby happened to glance under his desk at the crotch of his pants. It was then that she realized how totally stiff his dick had become while talking with her.

His hard-on couldn't have been more obvious. The shaft stuckout like a length of iron pipe, forming a tent along his zipper. Mr. Wallace was turned on by her. He was hot for her body. A fifty-year-old man. He wanted to fuck her.

If it had happened two months ago, Debby wouldn't have known what to do. But she was experienced now. All at once she realized the one, sure-fire way of insuring that the principal would keep her transfer hushed up.

Debby rose from her chair. Silently, blushing, she crossed the room and knelt on the floor behind the desk, next to Mr. Wallace's thigh. She lifted her hands and squeezed the length of his big dick through his pants. His cock was rock-hard, throbbing.

"Just what the hell do you think you're doing?" the principal asked. Yet he made no move to push his chair away.

"If you transfer me I'll give you a real good blow job. Mr. Wallace," Debby said simply. "Honest, I won't tell anyone. I'll suck your dick for you as much as you want."

"You're a slut," Mr. Wallace repeated. His face shook with anger and lust. His cock pulsed in her palm. "Disgusting, trashy slut."

Debby knew she'd struck a bargain.

Quickly, she pulled his pants down to his knees and withdrew his dick. Debby held it in her hand and stroked it gently up and down, comparing it to the other cocks she'd sucked.

Mr. Wallace had a big prick. It was all fat and swollen and thick veined, with a bloated pink head that looked like it was about to shoot cum on her face. As she studied his stiff prick Debby felt herself becoming rapidly excited. She'd never dreamed it possible, but the idea of giving this fifty-year-old principal a blow job was turning her on.

Debby stroked his dick faster, jacking him off. She opened her mouth wide and sank her head into his lap as she knelt on the floor, taking his throbbing cock deep into her mouth.

"Ungghhh!" Mr. Wallace grunted. He shuddered in the chair and shut his eyes. "You slut… oh God, yes… ahhhhh…"

Debby sucked hard, eagerly, puckering her cheeks as she increased the suction in her mouth. Her tongue rolled skillfully all along the crown of his prick, darting in his cum slit like a slippery sexual eel. She lay her left hand between his legs and played with the hairy sac of his balls, loosening the load of cum that had swelled his nuts to the size of golf balls.

"Oh fuck," Wallace gasped. He thrust his hand convulsively into Debby's thick hair and pulled her mouth further down over the throbbing length of his hard-on. "Yes, you slut… suck on it… drink my cum!"

"It tastes good, Mr. Wallace," Debby said honestly. She squeezed his throbbing meat and looked innocently into his eyes as she knelt beside him, unconscious of the way his cum dripped from the side of her mouth. "You've got a really beautiful prick. You'll keep my transfer quiet, won't you?"

"Yes, of course," Wallace said impatiently. "Just keep sucking!"

Debby returned her mouth to the pink stiffness of Wallace's shaft. Tantalizingly she kissed up and down his long cock, pressing her mouth to the tube along the underside of his dick, that his cum would shoot out of when she made him squirt.

Her lips brushed around the blood engorged knob. She opened her mouth again and took nearly all of his burning prick down her throat. Wantonly she pumped her head up and down, fucking her mouth, slurping up air as she sucked wetly around the thickness of his organ.

"Let's get this blouse off," Wallace demanded hoarsely. He reached down and struggled clumsily with the buttons, strained with the mouthwatering fullness of her tits. "Want to play… unhhh… with the slut's big tits!"

Debby helped him along. Keeping her head over his throbbing cock, she quickly unbuttoned her blouse to her belly and undid the front clasp of her lacy white bra.

Her breasts bobbed out, the enormous white globes slapping fleshly together and jiggling atop her rib cage. Debby's tits had swelled even larger since she'd become pregnant. Her nipples were completely stiff now, testifying to the pleasure she took in sucking the principal's prick.

"Big," Wallace grunted. He dropped his hand to her bursting breast and kneaded it hard, rolling his palm across the silver-dollar sized nipple. His expression had become flushed and dazed; obviously Debby was giving his cock the best sucking it had had in years. "Oh yes… so big… unhhh."

Debby felt Mr. Wallace's dick growing stiffer and stiffer between her tugging lips. She knew from experience that he was about to cum.

She grabbed him by the hips and positioned her drooling mouth directly over the jutting shaft of his hard-on. Then she sucked his cock as hard as she possibly could to bring him off. Her mouth slid feverishly around his swollen pole. She took his cock in both hands and milked it up and down, coning the cream up out of his nuts.

"Unhhhhh," Wallace sighed. His body went rigid in the chair, and he thrust his hand behind Debby's head. "Oh fuck… fuck it… ahhhhh…"

The cum squirted from the narrow, twitching slit in the center of his cock head. Debby felt the salty white gushers squirting down her throat. Whimpering hungrily, she worked the muscles of her throat, gulping down every drop.

Wallace moaned, bucked his ass off the chair. Repeatedly the jism spurted from his pink cock head. Debby kept on swallowing, but she couldn't take it all. The cream burbled from the side of her lips and ran in a lurid stream down her chin.

"Was that all right?" she asked shyly. Debby wiped the cum from her face and looked up at her principal. "You'll give me the transfer now?"