Victoria Parker - Wet dream schoolgirl

"Shoot your wad, big daddy, shoot it in me!"

"Oh, ahhhh, shit!" he cried.

Dave humped and pumped hard and fast, jabbed Anne's pussy with his amazingly hard prick, shoved it all the way in, a full fuck-stroke, then pumped the short hard jabs. The stalk of his cock was creamy white as it slushed in and out of Anne's pussy.

"I'm gonna get it!" Anne cried.

Dave came. His cock bulged in her cunt and spewed out a thick stream of hot cream that splashed warmly inside.

"Come with me, daddy," she puffed.

"I'm shootin'!" he hollered.

"Shoot it, honey… oh yeah! Fill me up!" Anne whispered, shuddering into her fabulous climax, tingling with the sweet spread of vibrating satisfaction that gripped her, stiffened her.

"Oh, you sweet bitch!" Dave whimpered.

"You Goddamn sonofabitch!" she retorted. "Fuck me, damnit!"

"We're fuckin' off, you beautiful fucker!" Dave yipped.

"Yeah, fuck off!" Anne whispered, tightening her grip around his neck, pulling his hand to her. She kissed him passionately as they both felt the ecstasy of their delicious orgasm.

Finally Dave pulled out, his cock softening, dripping strings of thick cum. He took Anne in his arms and kissed her. Her panties were still down on her thighs. His pants were on his ankles. He pushed her into a chair and she sat down. He knelt in front of her, pushing her legs apart, taking her panties down. He got them off and brought them to his face and kissed them, licked his tongue over the crotch. He put his hands on her knees and pushed her legs open wide and licked her thighs, kissed all along the soft, smooth skin, and then he muffed his face into her pussy and began sucking cunt.

"See, see that, Wayne? That's what I want you to do to me now," Angie whispered, her voice a soft hush.

[Missing text] knee socks, blue and white saddle shoes, and her thin pink panties. His cock spat a pop of cum at her.

He took her to the ground, laid her back on the grass and pushed her legs apart. He got between them on his knees and kissed above her knee sacks, her thighs, all the way to her panties.

He planted a real hot kiss on the crotch of Angie's pink panties, then lapped his tongue at them. His hands slid under her ass and he lifted it off the grass.

"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm," he mumbled, now chewing on her panties, eating them.

"Sir, what are you doin'?" Angie whispered, up on her elbows, looking down at Mr. Carlton gnawing on her pink pants.

"I'm gonna eat 'em off," he said, stopping for a moment, looking up at her. "I'm gonna eat your panties!"

"Oooooh, that's nasty, sir!" she cooed, excited by this prospect, her eyes gazing at him as he chomped into her cunt, finally rippling the panties open. His tongue slid into the tear and licked at her wet pussy.

"Ahhhh!" Angie sighed. "Ooooh, that's nice!"

He slurped his tongue at her pussy, licking, tongue-fucking her with hot passion.

Angie stayed late after school practicing some new routines with the cheerleaders. She asked Darcy if she wanted to go for a soda, but she had to get home. So, Angie thought she would go home too, although she hated thinking about spending any time with her ugly grandmother.

She was tired and decided to wait for the bus. She sat down on the bench at the stop and relaxed in her school uniform. A big new car pulled up. The window swooshed down, and it was Mr. Carlton.

"Could I give you a lift?"

She had thought much about Mr. Carlton, his good looks, his monstrous prick, and she wondered if she'd ever see him again.

"Sure," Angie replied, then slipped into the soft black leather of the car.

"I've missed you," he said.

"But you have all those pictures of me," Angie smiled.

"Oh, yes. And I love them, Angie."

"Yeah? What do you do with them?"

"You know," he whispered.

"Do I?"

"Sure you do, Angie."

"Tell me."

"I jerk-off to 'em."

"Mmmmmmm, I'd like to see that," Angie purred, seeing the awful rise in his slacks.

"I know, you like that, don't you?"

"I like sex," Angie said.

"It's wonderful, isn't it?"

"And look there," Angie said, pointing to his erection. "You got a big boner on."

"I know."

"May I take it out and look at it, sir?"

"Please do."

Angie unzipped his fly as he drove. She took his pants apart, pulled them down, got his shorts arranged so she could get the big prick out, and then it stood tall, hard, pounding.

"Whew, gee!" she whispered. "I'll bet it's bigger than fourteen inches, sir. Let me take my ruler out of my notebook, and I'll measure it."

Angie pulled out a ruler and laid it along the hard prick. The top of the stalk stood above the twelve-inch mark by at least three throbbing inches.

"This cock is amazing, sir. May I play with it?"

"Yes!" he gasped.

Angie slid over next to him. She cupped her hand around the thick prick, slid it all the way down the stalk to the base, then slicked upward along the prick-stick until she reached the plum-red cock-head.

Her fingers danced on the tip. She took her other hand and tickled her fingers all over the stalk as her other hand palmed the top.

"Oh, baby!" Mr. Carlton cried.

"Should I lick your prick?" Angie asked.

"Please!"

She bent over and slushed her sweet, pink tongue over the top of his cock. She wiggled her tongue down along the stalk, all the time playing with her hands on the thickness of the erection.

Mr. Carlton moaned joyously.

She pulled her mouth off the top and clutched his prick with both hands. The big red head spat a gob of cum.

"Mmmmmm, look. It's squirtin' again," Angie said. "It's just so huge and big! I love it, Mr. Carlton! Should I suck you?"

"Mmmmmm!" he mumbled.

Angie bent over again and her mouth encircled the big cock-head. Her cheeks caved in with sweet sucking dimples. Her lips sealed around the cock. Her pretty head bobbed up and down as she sucked the top three inches of his immense prick.

Mr. Carlton pulled off on a side road, drove up into a forest of trees along the river. He found a gravel road and took that. He shuddered as the girl sucked his big cock. Then he found a secluded spot and parked.

"You're a great cock-sucker, Angie," he whispered.

She glanced up, saw the passion on his face. She liked, she loved the look, and she continued to suck and slurp the huge cock, her lips sealing harder around, the thickness of the stalk.

"Better stop or I'll cum in your mouth," he said, pulling her off his cock, lifting her up, kissing her wet cum-soaked mouth with a hot French kiss.

He pulled her gray skirt up over her tight, pink panties. His hand went between her legs. He rubbed the crotch of her pants. Angie clutched his enormous cock with one hand as they kissed.

"Let's go out in the weeds," he said.

"Oh, yeah, in the weeds!" Angie shivered. They got out of the car, found a soft splash of grass among a thick clump of bushes. Mr. Carlton took off his clothes. His cock wobbled and stood out like a bat. He unbuttoned Angie's skirt and it dropped to the pound. He stood back and admired her in her blue sweater, blue knee socks and her blue and white saddle shoes.

Wayne pulled his dripping cock out of her pussy and positioned himself on his knees in front of her. He was more than happy to suck on Angie's pussy, and he did. She held her skirt up and he chomped into the blonde softness, kissing, licking, sucking.

Angie had never loved anything so much, having sex while watching sex, and at this point she slipped into a dreamy, ecstatic trance. She didn't come out of it until she found herself walking hand in hand with Wayne down the hall at school.

Then he got up on his knees and worked the torn panties off her. He slipped her sweater up and off. She had on a sweet pink bra. He unsnapped it and her tits swung free. She was nude now except for her blue knee socks and her blue and white saddle shoes. Her ponytail swished back on the green grass.