He jerked and spurted his warm cum into the quaking, wet clutches of her vagina.
When they were dressed and seated sedately once more, Homer said, "I don't know what I'm going to do, my darling. The staff of the school is up in arms. Soon the parents will be after me, as well. I hate to sound selfish at a time like this, but my job is on the line. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"Of course," Susan replied. "And I don't want to see you ruined."
"If it were up to me – my God, you could have anything and everything you want!" He reached and took Susan's hand.
"I know, Homer." She gave him a smile. "I'll quit. It's the only solution."
"But I don't want you to leave town," Homer said quickly. "I, uh, have a bit of money set aside. Quite a comfortable amount, in fact, since I've never had a wife or even a girlfriend, for many years, to spend it on. I could give you a regular allowance and you could be my, uh…"
"Mistress?" Susan stood, continuing in an even tone, "No, Homer, I don't want that kind of life. But thank you for the offer, anyway."
"Do you mean you're going to leave Poplar Gap?" the man asked, obviously distraught over the prospect.
"Well, not right away. I have to think and, uh, work out some plans. Maybe we'll see each other again, Homer."
"Oh, I sincerely hope so!" he said with feeling, and stood.
He circled his desk as Susan walked to the door. She turned and faced him. He took her in his arms, and they kissed.
Susan left the principal's office feeling that she hadn't played out her power over Homer to the fullest possible extent. But she didn't regret that. She certainly hadn't been tossed out of the school in disgrace, and possibly even prosecuted, as Homer might have had in mind. And she had enjoyed herself. It wouldn't have been fair to have made Homer suffer because of her indiscretions with the students.
She was willing to write off her school career in Poplar Gap with the hope that something more rewarding lay in store. It all depended on Rusty.
Susan made plans to call on him that night.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"It's luscious!" she purred as she lifted her lips from Rusty's wet gleaming cock. Then, to prove she meant it, the passionate girl capped her mouth on his cockhead again, licking sensuously with her tongue as she took slow, slurping sucks.
"Oooh, wowww!" Rusty breathed appreciatively, tousling Susan's hair. "You're something else, baby."
She let his prick escape once more and looked up at him mischievously. "Just what am I? Do you dare to say it?"
"You're a damned fine cocksucker," he said. "And I mean that in the best way."
"I know you do, sweetie," Susan smiled, and licked his prick. "I like being a cocksucker. I want to suck this big, luscious dick forever!"
She resumed stroking her mouth up and down on Rusty's long, slippery pole, letting his corona skid thrillingly across the soft elastic-like band of her lips. She played with his nuts.
Rusty writhed. He was standing next to his bed while Susan lay curled upon it, wearing red and white polka-dotted panties. Rusty reached down and toyed with her tits.
She released his lollipop from her mouth and the rosy, wet organ stood up high, quivering, while she fluttered her tongue along the shaft. She rubbed her nose against the redolent, bulging head.
"Let me fuck your titties," Rusty begged.
"Sure," Susan agreed. "Climb on."
She stretched out on her back and the handsome man sprang astride her. She shoved her tits together as his cock nestled between them. He stroked his prick forward and back against her satiny skin.
Susan arched her neck striking at his surging cockhead with her tongue. She managed to give a quick lick to the tip of his pecker each time it thrust toward her from between her boobs.
Finally she let her tits spring away and Rusty scrambled farther forward, placing his cock in her eager mouth once more. He leaned against the head of the bed, fucking downward between Susan's sweet lips. She made happy little sounds in her throat as her lips worked marvelously on his stroking rod. Her tongue caressed the sensitive underside of his mouth-stuffing glans.
The cocksucking reached such a feverish level of excitement for them both that it became necessary either to switch to climactic genital copulation or surge toward climax as they were, with Rusty's cum spurting down Susan's throat.
She wouldn't have minded that, but she would have felt a bit cheated when Rusty's prick slumped afterwards. Realizing this, he withdrew his prick from her mouth with a pop!
He scrambled backward, settling between the girl's thighs.
"Off come these pretty pants!" he said, grasping Susan's bikini briefs at both sides and whipping them out from under her butt. He pulled them up her legs and off, tossing them aside.
Susan spread her thighs wide for him.
Gazing at the moist, pink-centered pussy that he loved, Rusty moved up, holding his cock in his fist. He fitted the bulb into Susan's soft cunt and pushed, feeding her all eight inches of his stalwart shaft.
"Ooooh, I just love that!" she panted. "Your prick is the greatest!"
"It was just made to fuck you," Rusty purred as he began to stroke in and out.
His thick cockhead stretched her pussy delightfully as it surged up and down the slippery channel. His iron-hard shaft stropped her clit and the sensitive nerve-endings in her pussy's mouth. The pink inner flesh turned in each time he sank his bone to the maximum length within her, so that her hairy outer flesh surrounded the base of his prick. Then, as he withdrew, her little lips turned outward, creating a moist, rosy ring around his gleaming, wet organ.
Her cunt clutched him delightfully as he stroked up and down within it. His balls swung against her anus. His pubic hair ground into her silken fluff each time he drove deep.
He watched her titties quiver to his strokes. He loved the way she tossed her head from side to side, her black hair streaming across the pillows. Her pink mouth was open, her white teeth and pink tongue glistening.
Rusty bent and kissed her, fucking her mouth with his tongue as he fucked her cunt with his throbbing cock. She squirmed, pushing against his lusty plunges. The bed creaked and sighed in time with their screwing.
"Ooh, give it to me… give it to me!" Susan panted. "Fuck me until I can't see straight!"
"You like daddy's prick, do you?" Rusty asked, giving it to her in long, steady strokes.
"I love daddy's prick!" Susan exclaimed. "His beautiful, long, fat cock! Oooh, baby, you fuck just the greatest!"
They moved faster and faster until the bed was making a rapid squeak-squeak-squeak and his prick was flying up and down in Susan's slippery, swirling hole.
"Uuuh!" Rusty grunted and drove deep, holding his twitching prick there as it spurted.
"Ooooooh!" Susan moaned in ecstatic completion.
They clung and quivered together until the man's balls were drained.
Rusty kissed her tenderly on the mouth, then rolled off, taking her hand as he came to rest on his back, beside her.
"I got fired today," Susan said.
"What!" Rusty sat up.
"Well, you see, I did something naughty in the classroom." Susan avoided her lover's gaze. "Tommy and I were making it there when another boy came in – and, well, naturally I had to let him in on the fun, also."
"I told that kid last night to leave you alone at school," Rusty said angrily. "Wait until I get my hands on him!"
"Oh, this didn't happen today," Susan explained. "It was yesterday. And it wasn't Tommy's fault. I'm afraid it was mine."
"Well, shit!" Rusty said. "I can't let you leave town."
Susan still avoided looking directly at him. "That's the last thing I want to do, too. But I've got to make a living, and I'm afraid my name will be dirt around here. Everyone's so fucking square in Poplar Gap!"