Jane Fox - Sucking coeds

Gordie threw his jeans to the floor and hopped up on the desk to join Bobbie who was dancing up and down in excitement.

"See this? It's a pussy. All girls have them – right, girls?"

The girls in the class came suddenly to life. "Yeah! We've all got 'em!" they chorused. "You bet we've got pussies!"

Bobbie grabbed a hold of Gordie's stiff cock and held it up. "This is a cock, otherwise known as a pecker, a prick, a dick or a peter! And what do you do with a nice hard cock and a hot, wet pussy, class?"

The whole class burst into laughter. "You FUCK!" a girl in the back of the room answered.

"Right on!" Bobbie called out. "And that's just what we're going to do right on Professor Dwyer's desk. Gordie and I are going to fuck! If you don't know how, watch. If you do know how, why don't you all join us?"

With that invitation, she sat down on the desk and waited for Gordie to join her. She leaned back and spread out her legs wide so that everyone could see her beautiful creamy pussy.

"See? Your lectures get me all enthused, Professor Dwyer. I don't know when I've been so stimulated," she teased. "Ever seen a nice hot, steamy pussy before, Prof? You ought to try it sometime!"

Gordie couldn't hold it any longer. Her brashness was really turning him on, making his balls ache and his cock twitch to bury itself in her steamy, pink pussy. He threw himself down and covered her body, poking his hot stiff cock right up to the hilt in her creamy, throbbing cunt.

"Aaaaagh! Bobbie!" he cried out. "You're so hot! You feel like you've got a fire inside your cunt!"

"Put it out, baby! Let that big cock of yours pump nice cum all over my pussy to put out the fire!" she screamed, biting his shoulder in her excitement.

She could feel his lunging cock battering mercilessly against the end of her cunt and she screamed, "Harder! Fuck me harder! Fuck the shit out of me!"

For a long time, the rest of the class watched, spellbound. They saw Gordie's balls slap against Bobbie's ass as they fucked their heads off, in full view of the astonished Professor Dwyer, who stood there, leaning against the blackboard weakly.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" one of the boys in the back of the room called out. "She invited us to join in if we knew how, and I sure do know how!"

"Well, get your sweet prick over here then!" a girl called out. "I'll fuck you right here on the floor if you can get to me first!"

The air was suddenly filled with flying clothes and moans and groans and invitations. "Over here!" one horny girl begged. "I'll take on all of you if you've got big cocks to fill up my hungry cunt!"

Bobbie felt Gordie's body tense on top of her. "I'm going to come!" he screamed and sucked her nipple into his mouth with sheer force, biting and chewing in ecstasy.

That was enough to set Bobbie off right there. It felt like her nipple was directly connected to her throbbing little clitty. Her clitty bucked and jerked spasmodically against Gordie and her cunt muscles contracted, gripping his dick like little vises, squeezing and pushing the cock-juice right out of tern.

Both he and Bobbie felt the first jerk of his powerful climax. He began spurting hot cum all over her already dripping pussy, sending bursts of the scalding liquid up against her womb, and she felt the waves wash over her, carrying her away with a burst of incredible pleasure.

"Aaaaaaaagh!" she screamed again and again, as her body trembled like a willow in the wind.

When she came back to earth, she looked around her. Everything was exactly the same. Professor Dwyer was still leaning weakly against the blackboard and there were pounding and thrusting bodies all over the chairs and the floor, sucking and biting and fucking. Suddenly she looked at the clock.

"Gordie!" she shouted, pushing him up and shaking his shoulders. "It's time! Hurry!"

With Bobbie to urge him on, Gordie got into his clothes in short order and they rushed from the building at a dead run, heading towards the library at full speed.

"Hurry, there's Wolf and Rhea!" Bobbie shouted. "Let's catch them! I can hardly wait to tell them what happened to us!"

"God, what a blast! Are you sure you can swing it, Ching?" Trish chattered excitedly as she and Ching walked towards the Audio-visual Room.

"I've already set up everything," Ching replied, checking his watch. "Eleven instructors have requested a special run of the film, Today's College and Community Relations, and they're going to see it alright! I can hardly, wait. Even Dean Jones will be watching on the monitor. He requested the film be piped directly to his set in the office."

"I'm going to be a closed-circuit TV star!" Trish shouted excitedly. "Are you sure we can get in to do the filming?"

Ching patted his pocket lovingly. "I've got the key right here, and three technicians are waiting at the studio for us. They're all good buddies. They think it's a great joke!"

"And it's all set to be shown at two o'clock?" Trish asked eagerly.

"Everything's all set up," Ching replied, chuckling at Trish's nervousness. "Just relax, Trish. Nothing will go wrong. You and I are going to fuck on closed-circuit TV and we'll be sitting in Miriam Simms' office, watching the run at the exact same time eleven classrooms and Dean Jones will be tuning in. All we have to do is the filming. And that's a snap. We've got two hours to put together a TV blue-movie special, exclusively for the dean!"

"I wonder if I'll look good on television?" Trish mused, patting her hair in place. "Maybe I should have worn something special."

"Take it easy, Super-Star," Ching laughed. "No one will be looking at your hair or your clothes. They'll just be looking at your nice hot cunt being stuffed with my big hard cock!"

"That's right!" Trish laughed. "And I almost went out and bought a new dress! Guess I'm going to have to become a big star in my old skin!"

Ching led Trish down the long corridor and into the television studio. "Here we are," he said, pointing down the hall to a doorway where three boys were waiting.

"Trish, I'd like you to meet Bob, Roy and Calvin. Boys, this is our fabulous skin-flick artist, Trish!"

Ching unlocked the door to the room and locked it again as soon as they were all inside. "Got the film?" he asked Bob.

"You bet! Everything's loaded and ready for action!" Bob replied eagerly, giving Trish a long level look. "She ought to photograph well. Nice body, too!"

Trish blushed and then giggled. "Let's do it!" she squealed. "I can hardly wait to see how it turns out!"

"Sure you don't want more than ten minutes?" Calvin questioned. "We could make it run for thirty minutes if you want."

"No," Ching replied, winning at him and winking. "You'll get your chance to make a full-length porno flick someday, Calvin, but this time we have to get exactly ten minutes. It's very important that we don't run over schedule."

"Okay. You're the boss," Calvin replied. "I'm going to run the first few frames of the film they're expecting and then cut in to the special one. It'll have more shock value that way, don't you think?"

"Good idea," Ching commented. "Make sure all the sets are on and everything before you switch to our little skin-flick special."

"Did you set up the portable unit in the librarian's office?" Ching asked.

"All done," Roy replied. "I just finished checking it out this morning. Everything over there is ready to roll. We've got one camera in the ceiling, and four others in each of the walls. There's nothing that can happen in that room that we don't get on film. Then all we have to do is run all the cameras at once and pick the best shots. I sure want to edit that one, Ching. Dean Jones is a real prick and I'd like to really get a good one on him."