Sally bounced gracefully up the stairs, trying to make her well-developed tits flap and look extra-sexy. She threw herself against his hard, naked body, and immediately felt herself crushed in his muscular arms, with his burning, throbbing cock humping against her belly.
"Oh, Christ, this is too much!" he gasped. "This is too fucking much! What a wild chick! I just don't believe it."
"You better believe it, stud. Once you get your whopping cock up my pussy you'll believe it." She reached down and squeezed his swollen prick, and it jumped in her hand. Luscious, she thought. Then she dropped to her knees. His male scent dilated her nostrils. "Ummmmm, let me at that beautiful piece of meat," she whispered. Then she swallowed it down her throat.
"Oh, Jesus Christ, baby," the boy moaned, bucking his hips, "that's it. I believe it now. Oh, fucking wowwww!"
Sally sucked and licked at his hard, hot cock like a starving nymphomaniac. His cock was juicy, a real stud-cock. It had a stronger flavor than the younger boy-cocks she'd tasted, and the thick juice drooling from the gaping piss-slit was deliciously pungent. It was a real man-cock, and it was drooling real man-juice. It was a senior's cock, an eighteen-year-old cock. Sally could hardly contain her joy. She wanted to shout out – she wanted the world to know. She looked up at him as she sucked. She loved the sexy line of dark hair running from his navel to his groin. Wow! he even had a few hairs on his chest – and that adorable mustache. She squeezed his balls and tongued the sensitive underside of his cock. His cock throbbed and jerked, and he rotated his hips.
"Eat me, baby – that's it, chew my meat. Christ, you're good at it. Where did you ever learn to eat meat like that? What a chick! Christ, you do it better than a cock-sucking queer. Ohhhh, yeahhhh, wowwww, eat meeee!"
His balls swelled, and his cock throbbed rhythmically. She knew he was getting ready to blow her head off. He was in ecstasy, about to feel the ultimate thrill. Sally suddenly felt impish. She gripped the base of his cock tightly and slowly eased her mouth off the wildly twitching organ.
"Whatttt?" the boy whined. "What are you doing? I was just about coming, just about ready to blow my load. What are you, baby, some kind of cock-tease bitch?"
Sally stood up and wheeled around, backing her hot ass against his rampant cock. "What's the matter, stud?" she sassed. "Afraid to fuck?" Then she braced her hands on her knees and arched her back, turning her ass up at him and rotating it seductively.
"Oh, Jesus, help me!" the boy gasped. "This is too fucking much. I've never seen anything like it. What a fucking bitch! What a beautiful fucking bitch!"
He grabbed her ass and rammed his cock up her hot, slippery cunt with so much force that she nearly went head-over-heels down the steps. Then, before she could even catch her breath from the burning cock flashing like lightning up her crotch, the stud went right into high-speed fucking. His prick worked in and out of her like a piston. Her cunt walls swelled and burned in her from the friction. Her ass shook violently with each smack of his rock-hard loins against them. He was grunting and groaning and drooling on her back. Her cunt-juice sprayed out around the base of his hammering cock.
It was all happening so fast that she had forgotten even where she was. She was in a fucking trance as his merciless tool hummed in her pussy. Even her skull was vibrating. She felt dizzy, almost drugged. Unbearable fuck-sensations streamed through her loins. Suddenly flashes of ecstatic sex-feeling pulsated from the pit of her cunt and spread out through her entire body, and her voice burst from her as if she were possessed.
"Ohhh, eeee, I'm coming!" She rotated her ass as the burning spasms burst in her loins. Her insides felt on fire. Her pussy-meat was raw, as if somebody had been tenderizing it like a dinner steak. She wailed and whined.
The boy grunted like a sex-crazed bull, chewing into her back and neck, drooling his saliva over her shoulders, burying his face in her long hair. Suddenly he out a long, agonized, groan and exploded into her. His spurts blasted up her cunt like water out of a hose nozzle, and his thick cum scalded her insides. Again and again he shot, wad after steaming wad – Sally thought it would never stop coming. His cum bathing her pussy renewed her fading orgasm, and her cunt shook with several more hard contractions. Beautiful agony, she thought, beautiful agony! They both whined out together as the last spasms shook their loins, and it was like an alarm of pleasure going off. Suddenly Sally realized that the bell was ringing.
"Holy Christ!" the boy gasped as his cock flopped out of her. "What in the hell have we been doing here? We could have been caught and expelled. And now I'm late for class. Jesus Christ, I never saw a chick like you. You're a regular flaming nymphomaniac." He struggled into his clothes and stumbled down the steps with his shoes untied and his T-shirt on backwards. When he reached the landing he looked back at her and grinned. "How about us getting together again sometime, baby?"
"Sure, stud," Sally said with a wink. "Any time you're up to it – just let me know. I'm always ready for a jackhammer like yours."
CHAPTER FIVE
Cindy asked to be excused from study hall, saying she needed the time to set up props for the pep rally that afternoon. Being able to pull such stunts was one of the advantages of being captain of the cheerleading team. Her duped teacher wished her luck as she left the room.
Cindy immediately bounded down the stairs, heading for the basement floor. The girls' john down there would be deserted at this hour, and she'd be able to relieve her bottled-up sex-energy in private. Christ, it was already three hours since she'd last come, and her pussy was creaming. It wasn't only the three hours which was bothering her. It was that boy across from her in English class with that gigantic hard-on throbbing in his pants, and it was that shameless Johnny Williams, her chemistry lab-partner, who had felt her up and down all through class, and had even slipped a finger up her cunt one time when the teacher left the room. After all that stimulation and frustration, Cindy was ready to take on a stud stallion.
As soon as she got to the basement floor, she peeked into the cafeteria. It seemed to be deserted. The cooks were all back in the kitchen preparing lunch. But as she turned away, she heard some unmistakable girlish giggling. She poked her head through the door again, and then she saw what she'd missed the first time – a boy and girl sitting on the floor in the corner, half-hidden behind the coat rack. The boy's cock was out, and the girl was working on it with her hand.
"Oh, yeah," the boy said, "that's the way to do it. Yeah, yeah, move the skin up and down real fast. Ohhhh, ahhhh, yeahhhh, that feels terrific. Keep it up, baby."
The girl was nibbling on his ear and giggling with giddy excitement. "Oooo, it feels so hot and hard. Oooo, and it tickles my hand when it jerks like that, like a big hot fish flopping around. It's so neat and funny. I just love it." She was flushing red, and she was trembling.
"Jack it, baby, jack it off. Move your hand. Oh, that's just great. Oh, wow, Christ, ohhhhhhh!" The girl's hand had become a blur. "That's it, that's it. Bring me off, baby. Oh, yeah, here it commmmessss!" The piss-slit at the tip of his purple cockhead gaped, and his thick white jism shot out. Wad after wad flew out of his throbbing cock, splashing on the floor, against the coat rack, and event on his jeans. The girl caught some of it in midair and licked it quickly off her fingers, then went down on his cock to catch the last few spurts. Finally, she sat up, and licked the cum off his jeans.
"Ummmm," she moaned, "such sweet cream from my lover-boy. I just love it. Ummmm, next time I want to swallow it all." She giggled, then kissed him on the lips.
Cindy had seen enough – her pussy was on fire. She hurried down the hall, passing the boys' john, then the boys' locker room. Not much farther, she thought. As she passed the weight room she heard a terrible metallic crash and an agonized cry. Jesus Christ, she thought, running back toward the weight room. She jerked the door open, and nearly passed out from what she saw.