Victoria Parker - Wet dream schoolgirl

"Wow, that feels good!" Angie said.

"I'm fuckin' you, darling," Mr. Carlton murmured.

"And I'm lickin' his cock, too," Darcy said, looking up at the man.

Angie started to cum. She shuddered with the big cock in her pussy. She felt wonderful. The tingle of satisfaction spread through her like a fire.

Then Mr. Carlton pulled his cock out of Angie's pussy, grabbed the stalk, pumped wildly at Darcy's face. The big squirty prick-tip slapped against her mouth, her lips, her nose, cheeks, her forehead.

He came.

A gusher of thick, hot, steaming cream splashed onto the girl's face, smeared her glasses, soaked her brown bangs, splattered onto her chin and mouth.

"He's gooshin' all over my face!" Darcy gulped, her mouth hanging open, licking at the big, red cock-head.

Mr. Carlton had a huge load to unleash, and he let it spray at Darcy's darling face. Her glasses were coated with a thick film of cream that dripped from the frames down onto her cheeks. Big chunks of white goop clung to her bangs. She was drenched.

He pumped furiously. "Ah, ah, ohhhh, girls!"

His big prick slapped at Darcy's face as he unloaded his cum, loops of cream spurted at the beautiful teenager. She lapped at the cocktip, making a gurgling sound as she damn near choked on the wad he spilled into her sweet, mouth.

"Oh, Gawd!" Darcy cried. "I never seen anything like this. Look at that boner shoot."

"Suck it up, Darcy," Angie whispered, watching with great amazement at the eruption of cream that sluiced onto Darcy's face.

"I can't see," Darcy said. "My glasses are all creamed."

Mr. Carlton finally slowed his stroke, finally relaxed from the stiff, humping position. His cock pulsed, throbbed, and a big string of cum hung from the prick-tip.

"I wanna see you beat off again, sir," Angie said.

"You do?"

"Me, too," added Darcy.

"You wanna see me jerk-off?" Mr. Carlton said.

"Yeah, we like to see that, don't we, Darcy?"

"Oh, Gawd yes, it's the best, sir. We like to watch a guy jack!"

"We'll jack you a little first, get it all back on a big hard and stuff, then you pump it off again, okay?" Angie asked.

"Yes, yes!" he cried.

The girls got on their knees before the giant cock. Angie cupped his big baseball-sized nuts, got a good bobble going with them. Then both girls, clutched, grabbed at the big cock. Four hands pumping the man up into a big juicy hard-on, their hands slicking easily on the cumsoaked prick.

"Ah, girls, you do that so well," he said.

"We like to jerk cocks," Darcy said. "Don't we, Angie?"

"Yeah we do!"

"Oh, ohhhh, this is wonderful, fabulous, girls!" he called.

"Now you do it," Angie said. "And we'll take off our cheerleading uniforms, we'll strip down for you so you can really jack-off to us."

"Yeah, we'll strip down," Darcy said. The girls stood in front of him as Mr. Carlton fell into a school desk, sat there hammering his cock. Darcy let her skirt drop to the floor, took her pants off, then unbuttoned her vest and took off her blouse. She stood nude except for her black knee socks and her tennies. Angie did the same. Then they swayed lewdly in front of him, rubbing their cunts as they watched him pump his prick.

"Gawd, that looks good," Darcy said. "Looka him beat his meat, Angie."

"Yeah, he's really fuckin' his fist. Go on fuck your fist, sir. That's what we like to see. Fuck your fist real fast. Go like a tiger, sir!"

"Oooooooh, yeah! Fast, sir!" Darcy chimed in.

"Mmmmmmm, wow!" Angie said, standing over Mr. Carlton, looking down at his jacking action.

"He's really givin' himself a good hand-job," Darcy said. "Gawd, I just love seein' a man do that!"

"Me, too… I want 'em all to jack off to me. Come on, jerk that cock, faster now… now slow it down for us. Yeah, real slow… don't cum yet… that's good. Whew, looks real good," Angie babbled.

"Now faster!" Darcy instructed. "Now we wanna see you really fuck it!"

"Yeah, go fast!" said Angie. "Oh, yeah… like that! Faster, and faster, and faster, and faster… now cum, sir! Cum! Shoot off for us!"

"Yeah, shoot off to us!" Darcy whimpered, fucking her pussy with her finger.

It wasn't difficult for Mr. Carlton to cum on cue when they asked. His cock erupted.

"Phewwwwwww!" cried Angie. "Look at that stuff shoot out!"

"Awww, shit! Shit, sir. Shoot, shoot! Shoot stuff!" Darcy whined.

His prick poured out his load. He hammered hotly, faster, faster, his hand a fucking blur. The girls fingered as they watched the beautiful action.

Then they came with him.

Angie was in the school cafeteria having a soda. A young man who had had his eyes on her for weeks strolled up and sat down. He was a blond, shaggy hair, a handsome young face. He was near six-feet tall and lean.

"I'm Wayne," he said.

"Hi," Angie responded.

They chatted for a while. Angie knew Wayne of course. He was on the football team. All the girls were crazy about him. He was quite direct for his age and came right out and said, "I would really like to date you, get with you."

"You would, huh?"

"Yeah."

She looked into his handsome face, his sparkling blue eyes. "And do what?"

"Anything!" He smiled.

She smiled back knowingly. Mr. Hall had told her he was meeting Miss Preston in the biology lab that afternoon. She suddenly thought maybe Wayne might like watching, too.

"Well, in just a few minutes there's something happening in the biology lab I know about. Mr. Hall and Miss Preston get together in there a lot."

"Yeah?" he said, perking up. "What do they do?"

"Play around and stuff."

"Jeez, no kiddin'," Wayne exclaimed.

"Yeah. I caught 'em in there and I know they're gonna be back this afternoon. Wanna go watch 'em?"

"Sure."

They left the cafeteria and walked to the lab. They positioned themselves behind the high counter so they could peek out. Wayne put his hands on Angie's hips, leaned in, and kissed her. It was a sweet kiss. She felt him press into her, felt the rise of his prick against her. She pushed into him, rubbed against it lightly.

He slid his hand between them and rubbed at her pussy through her gray skirt. She did the same, sticking her hand down between his legs on his jeans and clutched at his hard-on.

He lifted her skirt and rubbed her pussy through her yellow panties. Angie unbuttoned his fly, took Wayne's prick out and held it. It was a nice hard six inches. She squeezed on the stalk.

Just then Mr. Hall and Miss Preston walked in.

"Shhhh," Angie whispered. "We have to be quiet so we can watch 'em, okay?"

"Okay," Wayne said, his hand flipping out behind her, feeling her marvelous ass.

Dave and Anne slipped into the empty room. He took her in his arms and kissed her, his tongue licking over her delicious red lips. His hands fanned out behind her and plunged into the incredible luxury of her fine ass.

She kissed him back and pressed her gorgeous body against him. His prick was like a iron bar. She felt it throb wildly against her.

His hands cupped the cheeks of her ass, squeezing them gently, his fingers pinching into the pliant softness, rolling over the outside of her tight, black skirt.

"Oh, Anne!" he gasped, breaking their kiss. "I love you so damn much, honey."

He brought his hand around in front of her and sent it down between them and rubbed her pussy through the skirt.

Anne reached down and clutched, his hard cock, felt the rigid stalk, the pulsing of the long stalk, the bulging of the big head.

Dave raised her skirt, got it up on her hips, up over her sweet, pussy-packed pink panties, her black garter-belt that was gartered to her dark nylons. His fingers tapped on her creamy thighs above the nylons, then he stuck his hand between her legs and caressed the softness of her cunt through the pink nylon.