Dean snuffled deep in her cunt for a while longer, then came up for air, his chops all greasy with cunt juice. He sucked in air through his nose while he licked and teased his way up and down her ass crack. He diddled his tongue against her asshole, then slid lower once again to nip at her flowering cunt. Her fuck-hole was blossoming like some exotic plant, its pink inner tissue drooling with cream.
"Oh, oh, my goodness!" Connie warbled. She gripped the book shelves tightly and swirled her ass around in slow sultry circles on top of his nibbling mouth. Her big tits swung down below her, her nipples thick and swollen.
Finally, Dean could stand it no more. He lifted his face from her greasy crotch, then staggered to his feet, his cock now angling to the ceiling at forty-five degrees. He placed his hand in the small of her back and paused for a spilt second. Then, taking his cock in his other hand, he nudged it under the crook of her spread thighs.
He had no trouble finding the hot, wet gash of her cunt. It was already split wide and oozing.
And once he nudged it with the purple head of his cock, her steaming fuck-hole nearly sucked him inside. Her thick greasy pussy lips nibbled at his prickhead and wrapped themselves around his knob's. All he had to do was ease forward gently, and four inches of cockmeat had disappeared inside Connie.
"Oooooh! Ooooh!" she moaned, her knuckled turning white on the wooden bookshelves. "You're inside me! Your cock's inside me!"
"It's going, it's going," he agreed, and he watched as the rest of his thick fuck shaft drove into the split slice of her cunt.
"It doesn't even hurt! It feels so nice!" she crooned, and she moved her feet farther apart on the floor to give him more room to maneuver.
Dean began a slow fucking motion with his cock, letting her get used to the feel of it inside her. But he didn't have much time to play around. They might be discovered in there at any time. And he would be a goner. A teacher fucking one of his sweet young students in the store room. He could kiss his career goodbye. He speeded up his motions gradually, feeding her more and more cock, going deeper each time.
"My goodness! Ohhh, my!" Connie chanted. Each time he thrust forward into her, her big, beautiful tits swung back and forth heavily.
"I shouldn't be letting you do this to me," she panted, her voice dripping with lust. He'd forced her so far forward now that she had her face pressed up against one of the bookshelves.
"Relax and enjoy," he hissed, pumping his hips harder and harder at her. Her wet cunt had greased his cock with a thick layer of slime, and it glistened wetly each time it was pulled back into the light.
"It feels so nice! So nice! Ooooooh!" she whimpered, her cheek mashed against the bookshelf, her eyes closed tightly.
He suddenly began to fuck her harder, with fast, vicious lunges of his hips. He spread both his hands on her ass cheeks, forcing them apart so that he could clearly see the progress of his gleaming prick. Her pink, pulpy cunt lips were wrapped around the ugly bulk of his cock like a mouth, and they sucked him just as yell. He forced her pussy lips back in on themselves each time he drilled deep into her.
"Mr. Dean?" she gasped in her little girl voice, as if she were about to ask him about some math problem she didn't understand.
"Yes, sweet little Connie?" he grunted. Sweat was pouring down his chest now and he was fucking her as if he were very near to coming.
"Is it good for you? Does it feel nice to be fucking me?"
Dean groaned aloud. He felt his balls swirling. He snaked his arms beneath her to catch the swinging melons of her tits in his hands. What an innocent little cunt she was. As if he wouldn't be feeling fantastic, fucking someone as young and pretty and stacked as she. Shit, he was going to have a hard time holding back the cum now.
"Is it nice? Does your cock feel good?" she went on, her voice dreamy and distracted.
"I'll show you how nice it is. I'll show you how good it feels," he moaned. He fucked into her pussy again and again, so hard and fast his naked ass cheeks were a blur of motion. Cum blazed in his balls.
Suddenly, he was snorting into her ear, and his body went stiff and tight. A thick bolt of cum shot from his cocktip, deep into her cunt.
And another. And another. Hot, swirling blobs of jism jetted from his piss slit and soared up inside her quivering pussy. His balls were emptying with a vengeance.
"Ohhh! Ohhh, my! Are you coming? Ohhhh, my!" Connie bleated. Her cunt suddenly felt awash with something, as if someone had shoved a shaken soda bottle inside her and let it fizz. Again and again, she felt his cock twitch, tremble, and blast something wet up her sucking pussy.
"Feel it! Feel it spurt up your cunt!" Dean moaned, never once losing his rhythm with his jetting cock. More and more cum was spilling from him, and when he withdrew his cock, it was covered with strings of greasy white jism.
Connie kept still. She could feel something warm and wet drooling down the insides of her thighs. She wished she could see it. She wished she could watch his cock spurt, as she had in the car with Bobby. This way, she'd never know when it was over. All she could do was wait and let him finish at his own speed, wait until he'd stopped coming.
He held her by the waist now, both his large hands almost circling her entirely. And he shot another hot blast of steaming cum up her cunt.
But then he was pulling back from her, hauling his cock from her pussy altogether. He propped his greased prick up in the crack of her ass and let the rest of his jism drool out into the small of her back. He humped her very gently now.
"Was it good? Was it good to come inside me like that?" she wondered innocently. She tried to turn her head to look at him, but she was limited in the moves she could make.
He didn't answer. He was angling his cock up and down in the slice of her ass, watching the thick, white strands of cum drip and drool onto her back. He nudged his prickhead back and forth, spreading the silver cream on her skin. Considering he'd shot off most of his load inside her, there was an awful lot of cum pooled in the small of her back.
"Well, young Connie, that was very nice," he said at last. His jism was seeping down into her ass crack. "And I think that'll be all for today. Yes, that will be all for today."
CHAPTER THREE
It sure was hard to get some romance in your life, Connie thought dejectedly. Men didn't seem too interested in it. All they wanted was sex. Whatever happened to taking a girl out to dinner, buying her flowers and all that? Why was it men seemed to want her to drop her pants and come across without any of the nice things that were supposed to go with it? Was there something she was doing wrong?
She decided to play it cool for a while, to let men come on to her, instead of the other way round. After all, she had sort of thrown herself at Mr. Dean. She'd literally shoved herself into his arms. Who could blame him for getting excited? Of course, she hadn't expected him to get that excited. She hadn't expected him to fuck her in the store room. But, in a way, she might have asked for what happened.
Then again, she had enjoyed what had happened. She blushed to admit it, but it was true. What could she do about that? How could she prevent herself becoming an easy lay? Goodness, it she became so excited and let men do things to her with so little resistance, what was to become of her? She'd be all fucked out by the time she was twenty.
For the better part of a week, she barely spoke to any boys. Some had started to look at her kind of funny, and the young blonde wondered whether Bobby had told anyone about her jacking him off in his car. But that didn't seem likely. And besides, most guys her age had girlfriends, and she bet they were fucking all over the place and had been for some time. She'd just been a late starter. Why would they look at her differently?