Robert Vickers - Hot pants twins

"You slut! Stop it this instant. What if the principal walks in the door? He'd have my ass in a sling."

"He can have your ass if I can keep your cock!"

She bobbed her head up and enmouthed his cock. The man groaned and sank back into his chair. She felt his cock respond to her avid licking. It jerked firmly erect and pressed lasciviously into her lips. She gave it a kiss and then opened her mouth enough to get even more of that sweet tasting, arousing prick into her mouth.

The entire end of his cock vanished from sight. She formed a trough with her tongue and cradled his prick. Her lips stretched to the breaking point to circle around his mighty fuck stick. She hadn't realized it was so huge. But then yesterday she had been a virgin and any cock would look normal to her without a standard of comparison. Moving her head back and forth, she dragged her rough, wet tongue over the most sensitive portion of his cock.

The man's loud sighs attracted attention from one of the members of the class. Mr. Marrick almost stuttered when he said, "Y-yes, Mike, what is it?"

"I thought you said something about the sixth question, Mr. Marrick. You were mumbling something to yourself but I thought it might be something we should know, about."

"Yeah, tell them, Mr. Marrick," whispered Candy, enjoying the man's discomfort. He didn't dare stand, not with her eager mouth so close to his cock. She dived back down and sucked even harder on his prick. The feeling of total control was as heady as the sexual desires running wild inside her.

She loved the taste of his cock and the way it filled up her mouth. She could suck on his fuck stick all day long. She changed her tactics a little and started licking up one side as if it were some meaty popsicle. The man's speech turned into tiny chirps like a bird. The girl continued licking all the way down to his balls.

The tight little sphere dangling under his firm, throbbingly alive cock boiled with his ill suppressed need. She felt his balls lurching around inside and knew the creamy load of his jism was begging for release. The girl thought that it would be great seeing him jet his wad onto his desk. Explaining that to his class would require some hell of a lot of work.

But she wouldn't do that. She had tasted jism on Tony's prick and decided she had developed an appetite for it. The teenager wanted to get Mr. Marrick so hot he jetted off into her sucking mouth. Then she could really taste what fresh jism was like.

"Just k-keep working, Mike," said Mr. Marrick to his pupil. "The t-test's going to be over in another twenty minutes."

"Can I turn it in now and leave early?"

"No!"

"Gee, sorry, Mr. Marrick. You don't have to get so uptight about it. I was just about finished and I thought…"

"Keep your tests till the end of the period. And don't come up here, any of you!" The man's voice carried a note of panic that pleased Candy. She sucked harder on it cock to give him a good reason not to let any of his students come up to his desk.

The man crumbled into the chair, almost boneless. She eagerly ate his cock until her jaws started to ache. She wondered what else she might be able to do with this scrumptious prick besides suck and lick it. The man wasn't giving her any dues. On impulse, she craned her neck and tried to see how far down her throat she could get his cock.

She felt the rubbery tip of the cock bounce off the roof of her mouth before it dived past her tonsils. Swallowing once lodged the cock firmly in her throat. She was turned on by the feeling of the hot, hard cylinder of cock flesh pulsing so strongly against her Adam's apple. She gulped and the Adam's apple bobbed up and down. She knew this would rub against the most sensitive portion of the man's huge cock.

The teenager knew the man's passions were being shoved to the breaking point by the way his cock danced around in her tight throat. But she couldn't hold him down much longer. She was beginning to gag and the feeling of having her air cut off wasn't nice at all. The girl allowed his cock to slowly slip from its tight sheath in her throat.

"Shit," he moaned. "What did I ever do to deserve this?"

"Must have been something really nice," she said, the tip of his cock lightly touching her lips. "You seem to be enjoying this as much as I am."

His cock gave an extra jerk and a tiny drop of pre-come beaded on the very tip. Her tongue slithered out as quick as a snake's tongue and snared the bitter drop. She savored it as if it were a fine wine. She knew the best was still loaded up in his balls. She had to try and get it out and into her mouth where she could taste it.

Using the tip of her tongue again, she tried forcing her way down the man's piss-slit. She knew it wasn't possible but the idea made her hot. The attempt made Mr. Marrick jerk around on the hard wooden seat as if he were sitting on a splinter. She held him totally under her control – and all with just the tip of her tongue!

The girl's tongue worked around in circles just behind the broad purpled glans. She wasn't sure but she thought she felt his cock expanding in size as more and more excited blood pounded into it. The dark haired teenager began fucking her face, her heading moving back and forth to suck in and push out his cock. This was the only way she knew of to get all the prick into her mouth that she wanted and still be able to breathe.

The lips stroking along his length and the hot tongue probing hard at the end of his cock made the man's hips come alive. He thrust weakly toward her face. She easily took the thrusts and doubled their strength with her own head motions. She was getting off on face fucking herself.

The sudden explosion of jism into her mouth took her by surprise. She knew he was almost at the end of his fuse but she hadn't realized he was so close to coming. The first spurt of jizz arched through her mouth and spattered into her tonsils. She pressed her tongue into the end of his spewing prick to make sure she didn't miss any more of his tasty come.

Swirling her tongue around got the gooey white come to smear all over her taste buds. She reveled in the salty, tangy taste of man seed. Sucking harder seemed to encourage a flood of the stuff. The girl's mouth nursed greedily at his cock until it began to deflate. When it was lying limp and useless in his lap, she felt a little cheated.

It was all over too fast.

She licked her lips clean of his come and then started lapping up the stray drops on the man's cock. He was sweating and his hands shook. She knew he had been under a groat strain. He didn't want anyone in the class to know what was going on – and if the principal had made one of his spot checks of the classroom, Mr. Marrick would have been fired on the spot.

Those were extra treats for Candy. They added the possibility of exposure and gave her a surge of delight that she hadn't thought possible. She didn't think she was an exhibitionist, but the threat off possible discovery added a zest to sucking and fucking she loved.

"Finish it off, quick!" the man said loud enough for the first few rows of students to hear.

He looked up startled. The students were obediently finishing off their tests and were beginning to come up to his desk to turn in their papers. With a surge of power, he pulled his chair almost all the way under his desk, crushing Candy back against the wooden sheet that formed the front of his desk.

He didn't let her out until every student in the class had turned in their test and left. And by then she was feeling so nice and cozy and warm inside, it didn't matter. She had found out what it was like to suck a stud off. And she liked it. She liked it a lot.

"Jesus God, how could you do a thing like that to me?" blazed Mr. Marrick. The man was white in the face, all the blood drained from the fear he'd felt as she sucked on him.