Ray Todd: Orgy school

"I'm Peter Warner," he smiled, rising from his chair to greet Nadine and her daughter. "I'm the school director."

"How do you do, Mr. Warner," beamed Nadine, duly impressed with the man's impeccable appearance and manners. "I'm… Nadine Parker and this is my daughter, Sharon, who'll be attending school this summer."

"And what a lovely young lady," he beamed at Sharon. "Now please be seated."

Peter Warner spent the next half hour explaining the school's program to them, and Nadine was impressed. From everything she heard, she was sure that Sharon's manners and charm would be much improved over the summer.

When the interview was over, Peter handed Sharon a list of supplies that the girl would need and suggested that she and her mother go to the school store and arrange far them.

"This is your room number," he smiled, handing Sharon a card just before they left. "You'll be sharing it with Anne Warfield, and I'm sure you'll get along fine with her. Anne is a very charming young lady."

"Should I go over there now?" asked the girl.

"No. That won't be necessary," he explained. "I'll have your bags sent over while you're shopping with your mother. Anne probably isn't there now, so why don't you check in later this afternoon?"

"Okay," beamed Sharon, following her mother out of the office. "And thank you so very much."

Once the ladies had gone, Peter Warner hurried over to the room that Sharon was going to share with Anne.

"Hi, Peter," smiled Anne when she opened the door for the director. "Come on in."

The beautiful young blonde was wearing nothing but a bra and panties, yet she didn't seem a bit embarrassed in front of the man.

"You're getting a new roommate," he announced as he sat down on a couch.

"Who is she?"

"Her name is Sharon Parker," answered Peter. "And she's a living doll."

"Prettier than me?" she giggled, moving over and sitting down on his lap.

"No, darling," he grinned, cupping one of her small firm tits though material of her bra. "But I want you and Jean to set her up."

"When?"

"Tonight, if possible," smiled Peter.

"We'll try," she whispered, nibbling lightly on his ear as the man gently caressed her tits.

Taking her beautiful young face in his hands, the man tilted her mouth up to his. When their lips finally parted, they were both breathing in short hot gasps, and her swollen nipples were straining against the flimsy material of her bra. As he pressed his mouth to hers again, Anne could feel his hot cock throbbing though his trousers against her cute little panty-clad ass.

Anne was gasping for breath when their lips finally parted, as she skillfully removed Peter's coat and tie for him.

"Shit, I feel horny today," panted Anne, rolling him onto his side of the couch.

With their panties mouths welded against each other's again, and their bodes pressed firmly together, he slipped his hand though the waistband of her panties and gently grasped her soft wiggly asscheeks. The two ground their hips as their loins rubbed together, and Peter could feel the hot wetness of her panties soaking though the material of his own pants.

Trembling with excitement, her fingers found the opening of his shirt just above the waistband of his slacks. Anne expertly opened the buttons and slipped her hand in. She began caressing his muscular belly. After she had the entire front of his shirt open, the girl unbuckled his belt and lowered the man's zipper.

"You sure know what you're after, don't you," grinned Peter, arching his hips up so it would be easier for her to pull his pants down.

"You're not shittin'," she giggled when she had him stripped down to nothing but his shorts.

A delicious tingle rippled through her loins when one of his hands slipped up under her bra and cupped her swollen tit. As he freed her breast from the tight confines of the material, her pink nipple stood out stiffly.

Peter lowered his head, closing his lips around the juicy thickness of her nipple.

Panting with desire, Anne's nails were lightly digging into the flesh of his broad back as the man licked and sucked the burning peak of her hotly aroused boob.

When he finally pulled his lips away from her nipple, he finished removing her bra so that both tits were free, and then he proceeded to remove her skimpy little panties.

"How about you?" she giggled. "Take off your shorts, too."

Without saying another word, the man stood up and removed them. Anne hungrily licked her lips when his big familiar cock sprang into view. She stared excitedly at his heavily weighted balls and then up to his beautiful big blue-veined prick that had been so much a part of her life for the past few months.

"Oh, Peter," whispered the little blonde as she spread out on the sofa. "Give me a nice big taste of that gorgeous thing." Moving over to where the girl was lying on her back, the man faced her feet and straddled her face. With his cock and balls just above her eyes, she began fondling them with her fingers, loving the feel of his naked cock-flesh.

"Okay, baby, it's time to eat," he grinned, lowering himself down over her body until his face was between her thighs.

Now locked passionately together in the good old sixty-nine position, Anne pulled his prick down and began sucking and licking its thick head as Peter lightly nibbled on the sweet flesh around the edges of her cunt.

"Oh, it's so nice Peter," she whispered as her tongue worked up and down over the length of his spit-soaked boner.

As his lips nibbled up and down her cunt, Anne passionately licked at the thickness of his hard meat, trembling with the joy of his tongue in her steaming furrow. The girl arched her body up against his and stuffed the head of his cock into her mouth, the softness of her warm, moist lips deliciously enveloping it. Closing her mouth around the bauble of his knob, she sucked deeply, sending a shiver of bliss through his loins.

Peter was rolling his tongue around in the sweet warmth of her pussy, lapping up her delicious juices. The feeling of his own sensitive knob caressing the roof of her mouth as her lips pulled on his prick was driving him wild. Swirling his tongue around deeply in her hot little slot, his lips were pressed hotly against the moist lips of her tasty young cunt. His tongue drilled deep into the slippery hotness of her silky-slick pussy, and then darted up to send sparks of unbelievable ecstasy through her clit.

Anne expertly tightened and loosened her slurping mouth around his shaft as she clutched his sinewy ass in her hands, goosing her fingers into the sweaty crack.

The girl could hear his moans of joy coming from the depths of her swampy slit, and his toes were digging into the cushions as he thirstily drank of her girlhood. His mind was aflame with passion and his heart was pounding wildly as the beautiful girl sucked deeper and harder on his swollen prick.

"Oh, Peter," she sobbed, momentarily releasing his cock from her mouth. "I want a nice big mouthful of cum."

"Don't worry," he panted, pulling his face out of her cunt for a deep breath of air. "That's what you're gonna get."

Moments later, the little blonde was writhing all over the couch as his tongue turned and twisted deep in her steaming fuckhole. Deliciously hot tingles were radiating out from between her legs as his tongue worked faster and faster against her heated clit.

Sucking on her pussy for all he was worth, Peter could feel her cunt starting to spasm around his mouth, and he could feel his own cock-cream beginning to boil up out of his balls. Trying to concentrate on his tonguing as the intense pleasure built in his loins, he could feel his climax rapidly approaching as Anne passionately sucked on his cockhead.

The girl suddenly exploded into a frenzied orgasm that had her shuddering from head to toe. Writhing though her glorious climax, she could feel his thick boner jumping and jerking in her mouth, and she began sucking even harder and deeper, knowing he was about to blast his hot load.