William Cyr - The Headmaster

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After removing everything else, he stood facing her as he removed first his slacks and then his shorts. As he straightened up after discarding his shorts, Elizabeth's eyes widened and flashed with undisguised pleasure at the sight of the blood-engorged and rigidly hard cock.

"Mmmmmm, that's enough to make any girl's mouth water!" she exclaimed, impulsively leaning forward and planting a moist, warm kiss right on the sleek crown. Grasping the elongated trunk with one hand, she quickly skimmed her warm pink tongue over the entire head. "You don't know how hard it is to get good prick these days, honey!" she told him, punctuating her remarks with hot, eager kisses down the base of his aching masculine shaft. "Even in Washington there's a real manpower shortage."

More than a little dismayed by her total capitulation before his rigidly upright, pounding manhood, Frank took in a deep breath and held it as her pretty mouth worked its magic on him.

"Love it! Love it!" Elizabeth went on, turning her head from one side to the other so that the smooth head could brush against her soft, feminine cheeks. "So hard and so big!"

Without further ado, the comely young brunette began disrobing. His steeply erect spear throbbing with virile anticipation, Frank watched as she quickly kicked off her shoes and began unbuttoning her blouse. Her pretty face was quite flushed with an appealing mixture of embarrassment and excitement.

The blouse quickly came off to reveal a tightly packed white brassiere that stood out vividly against her pink flesh. Standing up, she unfastened her blue skirt and quickly stepped out of it, revealing feminine curves outlined in trim white panties and full, shapely, stocking-clad legs. Attired only in her matching white panties and brassiere, black garter belt and dark-brown stockings, she paused for a moment to allow him to inspect her alluring feminine curves. A teasing smile on her hotly flushed face, she kept her eyes riveted on Frank's stiff, hotly pulsating lance.

Frank watched intently as she reached behind her back to unsnap her brassiere. Slowly, she pulled the straps from her shoulders and permitted her full ripe breasts to spill from the cones of the brassiere. The two pink tips, slightly uptilted, stood out vividly against milk-white flesh as the two mounds quivered with their newfound freedom.

"Jeez!" Frank muttered hoarsely, a remark precipitated by the fact that he had suspected that there had been at least some padding in her brassiere.

Elizabeth hooked her slim fingers into the waistband of her white panties and began peeling them downward. Frank could feel his blood-swollen cock aching with erotic tension as the triangular tuft of luxuriantly brown hair, filmy with feminine dew, came into view. The heavy growth of brunette foliage permitted only a teasing display of her pink, sensuously full cuntal lips as she stepped out of her panties.

Completely nude except for her black garter belt and tautly suspendered, dark brown stockings, Elizabeth stood in front of Frank with her arms opened. Her voluptuous body was a lush mixture of feminine curves and contrasts, her narrow, almost tiny, waist emphasizing the lush fullness of her breasts and hips.

"Still want me to leave my stockings on?" she asked with a teasing smile.

"Yes," Frank replied tersely. "C'mere."

Elizabeth stepped forward and their bare bodies melted against one another in a warm embrace. Her soft hands around the back of his neck, the vibrantly warm and obviously highly sexed young woman eagerly pulled his head down to her upturned face. Her mouth was open and their tongues quickly met, flicking and stabbing against one another with little darting movements. Frank's pulsating, rock-hard prick was pressed tightly against her smooth tummy, while her voluptuous, satiny breasts were nearly crushed against his hairy chest.

As their tongues skimmed the insides of one another's mouths, Elizabeth sighed eagerly and submissively in his arms. One small hand slowly came down the side of his masculine body and came to rest on his pulsating, blood-inflated manhood. Her slim fingers worked down to his scrotum, gently cupped his sperm-laden balls for a moment, and then slowly journeyed upward in a provocatively teasing manner, ending with a firm squeeze. The squeeze became progressively more tight and demanding. It was all too apparent that the gorgeous young brunette was simply starved for cock!

At the same time, Frank's hands slowly moved down her warm, smooth back, massaging the tender flesh and pulling her even closer to him. Moving downward, his hands firmly cupped her satiny smooth, girlishly plump buttocks in a firm grip, squeezing and kneading the soft, resilient flesh. How he would love to spank that delightfully feminine bottom of hers! And perhaps he would get that chance, he told himself. Slowly, he slipped his right middle finger into the crevice of her buttocks, and traced a course downward to the small, pink hole. Elizabeth quivered and moaned with a mixture of pleasure and discomfort as he slowly inserted his finger into the narrow channel. Her warm, feminine body wriggled convulsively and pressed even closer to him.

"Let's go into the bedroom," Frank told her, momentarily breaking the tight embrace in which they had been locked.

In the small bedroom, Frank quickly stretched out in a supine position on the bed. When she saw him in that position, Elizabeth knew at once what he wanted her to do. Her eyes fastened on his turgid, rock-hard bone and swollen sac of red balls, the shapely brunette stretched out at right angles to his body. Brushing her hair back so that it would not fall down over her eyes, she reached out and grabbed his hot, hard man-meat in a tight grip. Her pink tongue moistening her lips, she leaned forward and kissed the sleek crown hungrily right on the blunt opening.

"Such a beautiful cock!" she murmured quietly but with obvious agitation. "I want to kiss it and suck it and love it! Oh, let me suck it! I want to get it all the way into my mouth! And then I want it in my cunt!"

The lascivious words were accompanied by excited, emotional kisses up and down the full length of Frank's hotly pulsating maleness. Her stockinged legs were open and he could see the telltale feminine honey oozing from her thick, sensuously full pussy lips. The rich brown pubic hair which partially camouflaged her coral groove was glistening from the heavy dew, and he could clearly sense the steaming heat that was obviously beginning to build up in that feminine temple.

"Oh, I just love the taste of it!" she exclaimed. "So virile and masculine! I want to eat it so bad!"

Eagerly but gently, she cupped his swollen red balls in one palm and leaned down to lick them with her warm, pink tongue. The voluptuous brunette tongue washed them all over, even opening her mouth and sucking each individually inside her mouth in a teasingly playful but highly provocative fashion. As Frank watched closely, she continued caressing him in this manner until both organs were coated with her warm, sticky saliva.

"That's the way, baby!" Frank told her. There was nothing like a talented fellatrix to remind him of how much he had been missing lately.

Even at this early stage of the game, his hot, rigid shaft was aching painfully for release and his pelvic muscles were automatically moving back and forth with quick, somewhat jerky movements.

Next, Elizabeth began to move her eager mouth up the rigid, almost frantically sensitive underside of his stiffly erect penis, nibbling and kissing the tense muscle in an avid, adoring fashion. Although her brunette hair, which had become slightly mussed, was partially obscuring his view, Frank could clearly discern the blissful expression on her brightly flushed face. As she worked her way up to the mushroom-shaped, purplish-hued crown, she discerned a trickle of cum trailing down from the small opening. With a quick stab of her warm pink tongue, she lapped up the salty virile fluid and Frank could see that she thoroughly enjoyed that masculine taste in her mouth. Forming her bright, pink lips into a pretty oval, she slipped them down over the tip of the massive head and started sucking him into her mouth.

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