Nick Eastwood: Hot ready schoolgirl

Sasha blushed hard, too surprised to speak. Mr. Dennis was pulling off her bra and setting it on his desk. Then his big hot hands closed over her ripe young tits and began to mold then in a soft sensuous way. Sasha gave a little gasp of pleasure and creamed through her panties.

Yesterday the boys had been in such a hurry to fuck her, there hadn't been any foreplay. They hadn't done any of the sexy little things that might have aroused her. Now she was starting to find out about those things. She swayed dizzily as the principal fondled her supersensitive tits.

She felt her tits swelling in his squeezing hands and her nipples were going erect and stiff against his palms. Her pussy was getting so hot and eager, she wanted to rub her thighs together. Molten cream dripped from her cunt, moistening the crotch of her pate. She realized that she loved having her tits caressed and molded.

"Finding any bruises, Mr. Dennis?" she asked huskily.

"Not yet, honey," he rasped, "but this is just a preliminary investigation. I intend to be more thorough than this."

Oh, goody, Sasha thought.

The guy was kind of weird, but she wanted him to go on touching her. His touch was very gentle yet very arousing. He had a finesse that no teenage boy could have learned. He caught her rosy nipples between his thumbs and index fingers and rolled them gently, enticingly, till they went totally stiff.

Then he leaned forward, stuck out his tongue, and started licking her nipples. "Ooooo," Sasha squealed.

His moist hot tongue felt incredibly good on her engorged and tender nipples. But at the same time as she was enjoying it, she had to recognize that he'd been lying to her. He wasn't investigating her charges. He was trying to get into her pants.

Sasha wondered how she felt about that. As Dennis' tongue slid sensuously around her stiffened nipples, she felt outraged that he wasn't going to punish the people who'd raped her, yet at the same time she felt wildly turned on the principal obviously knew a lot more about lovemaking than Mike or Ted or Chad.

Now that she wasn't a virgin any more, she felt free to explore the whole world of sex. She wanted to satisfy her curiosity and fly everything a man and a woman could do to make each other feel good. And she had a hunch that Mr. Dennis could teach her a lot of things. That tongue of his was doing all the right movements, applying just the right pressure.

He caught her left nipple between his lips and sucked it into his mouth. "Ohhhhhh, gosh, ohhhh," Sasha panted.

She was creaming right through her panties as he proceeded to suck her tits. Her nipples throbbed in his mouth as he darted from one to the other, fucking noisily and greedily. This guy seemed starved for her ripe young breasts. Wasn't he getting enough at home?

Sasha glanced over his shoulder at a shelf of books and papers. On the shelf was also a photo of his wife and kids. The wife was fat, not too attractive, and had let her hair go pay. She looked jut as nice as you please, and Sasha guessed that she wasn't into sexual experimentation. She probably just put up with sex because she felt it was her duty as a wife.

That might explain why her husband, the respectable high school principal, was risking his career by waking a play for a student. He was sucking louder and more hungrily on Sasha's tits as his arousal mounted, coating her nipples with his hot spit. At last he drew back to look at her glistening stiff nipples and swollen creamy tits.

"Perfectly normal," he said hoarsely.

His hands slid down to the waistband of her panties. As he started inching the little garment down, Sasha knew this was her last chance to change her mind. If she didn't want to go all the way with him, this was the time to stop him. But she didn't move. She was almost shaking with excitement as he let her panties drop down to her feet.

"I want to check and see if everything's okay," he croaked, staring at her golden bush.

He lifted her up so her panties dropped off her feet and her thighs fell open a little. Setting her down, he slid a hand between her legs and cupped her pussy. He shivered as he felt the searing heat and sticky hot cream. Then it was Sasha's turn to shiver as he began caressing the swollen flesh.

"What did those kids do to you, honey?" he asked. "Tell me what happened."

"I heard some noises from a shed," Sasha said, her voice getting husky with pleasure, "and I looked through a hole to see what was happening. Bobbie was making out with Ted and Chad and Mike."

"All three of them?" Dennis asked. "Jesus." He slid a stiff finger over her clit and started rubbing it.

"Bobbie sucked Ted off," Sasha went on, quivering as she felt hot stabs of pleasure from his massaging finger, "and then she fucked Chad and Mike. Then somehow she noticed me, and they ran after me and dragged me into the shed."

"Go on," Dennis said. "What did they do to you then?"

"Bobbie went down on me," Sasha continued, creaming all over his finger. "She said she was getting me ready for the boys."

"What exactly did she do?" Dennis panted. "She licked my pussy," Sasha whimpered, rubbing her clit harder against his finger, "and then she stuck her tongue in my cunt and fucked me with it."

Dennis was breathing very loudly and harshly now. "Did you come, Sasha?" he asked.

"Oh, yeah," she chirped, "I couldn't help that. Was that bad of me, Mr. Dennis?"

"Oh, no, honey," he said, "don't worry about that. There's nothing wrong with getting turned on. Like right now, for instance. You're turned on to what I'm doing, aren't you?"

"Oh, yeah, Mr. Dennis," Sasha sighed, "that feels so good, I could almost get off."

"Well, then let's see that you do," he said, sliding his thick middle finger into her cunt.

"Ooooooo, shit, yessss," she hissed.

She loved feeling that hard presence in her horny box. Swaying dizzily, she gripped his shoulders as he glided the finger all the way to the last knuckle in her steamy cream-slick twat. She soaked his finger with a helpless rush of molten juice, and he gave a horny growl as he felt it.

"Oh, yeah, Mr. Dennis, get me off," Sasha begged, digging her nails into his shoulders.

Panting, his face red with lust, Dennis fingerfucked the moaning teenage girl. Her cunt was smoldering-hot around his thick jerking finger, and she kept drenching it with spurts of sizzling juice. He watched the pearly cream overflow her crammed box and trickle down her inner thighs as she took the stiff deep thrusts of his finger.

"Oooooo, yeah," she moaned, "do it to me, Mr. Dennis, that feels so great."

She heard an agonized groan from him as she closed her eyes in ecstasy. No wonder, he was probably pretty damned horny by now. He had a luscious naked girl squealing with delight as he worked his finger in her exquisitely snug box. It would be hard for a man to keep his cool under those circumstances.

Breathing harshly, he worked his thick finger faster and faster in her smoking twat, and Sasha clawed the shoulders of his expensive suit end gurgled blissfully. This sure beat playing with herself. It was so incredibly kinky to be fingerfucked by the principal, and right in the school office!

"Unnnnnhhh, yessss, I'm gonna come," she whimpered. "Don't stop, Mr. Dennis, get me off."

"Sure, honey," he rasped, "I'll get you off really good."

They bath yelped with surprise as the phone rang on his desk. But he quickly recovered his cool and went on finger-fucking Sasha as he took the call.

"Oh, hello, dear," he said.

Sasha clapped a hand to her mouth to stifle a gasp. What a time for his wife to be calling! He listened, steadily pistoning his stiff finger in Sasha's cunt, while his wife rattled off a list of things she wanted him to pick up on the way home. Sasha was so close to the phone, she could hear it all.