High School Scandals

CHAPTER FIVE

“Just stay right there on your back,” Kathy said. She had her thighs placed next to his head now, from the rear. Turning his eyes, he could see each succulent little mounding of savory flesh, and could sense the pressure, however light, of her crotch against the top of his head.

And Angel Matthews was sitting astride his legs, moving her woolly snatch against the base of his upright cock, teasing herself by pressing it to his balls, then backing it away coyly. The feel of it fascinated him; he had never known cunt hair of that texture, all wiry-soft. Dallas was anxious to get the head of his prick into It, into another exquisite sixteen year old pussy that was hot and willing.

Kathy was running things; she said, “Since you really ought to fuck Angel first, you can eat me. At the same time, darling-your prick in one cunt and your tongue in another. Far out!”

Dallas watched as she lifted her lower body, as she came up to a kneeling position with her thighs spread. He stared up into the daintily haired pussy, into the pouting labia whose inner surfaces were brushed with pink. He could see the pale chocolate rim of her anus, too. When he ate her adorable snatch from this position, her ass would be riding his nose, but he didn’t care about that.

Quickly, before his view would be cut off, Dallas looked down to see the black girl posing herself in the same stance as Kathy. But Angel reached down and wrapped her slim, smooth fingers around the shaft of his pulsing cock, so she could aim its impatient head into the mystery of her pubic hair.

“Let’s make it last,” Kathy said. “I don’t have to be home for awhile yet.”

“You couldn’t bring me home with you, anyhow,” Angel laughed, and pushed the blunt tip of Dallas’s cock up into the curly fleece of her pussy.

He knew the thrill of the different kind of hair, the swift fondling of his glands as it burrowed through the moss to penetrate into the cunt lips themselves. Angel’s pussy was tight and blazing hot, but elastic; its labia expanded to take in his cockhead, and as it slid deeply into her damp hole, she lowered her crotch until she was sitting on his pelvis.

His shaft was buried to the root within her vagina, tucked firmly into the tight gripping of this new cunt. She was boiling inside, the satiny tissues of her pussy searing his prick, and as she began to rock gently from side to side, rolling the modeled cheeks of her ass against his balls, against his crotch, Dallas began to wonder how long he could fuck this beautiful black girl without coming.

The gorgeously red haired snatch came down on his face, closing off his view.

He shut his eyes and opened his mouth, letting the downy lips of Kathy’s pussy enter his own. Dallas started slowly with them, pulling the labia into his mouth, gnawing them gently with his teeth, tickling them with the tip of his tongue.

His prick shuddered as Angel wiggled upon it; she placed her hands upon his belly for balance and hiked her cunt up and down upon the length of his embedded cock. His own hands drifted up blindly and found the pear-shaped mounds of the black girl’s ass. Fondling them, fingering into the mossy cleft, he could touch the slippery skin of his prick as it slipped in and out of the slowly pistoning cunt.

And Kathy ground her pussy on his face, beginning to build a rhythm, rubbing the priceless little pearl of her clitoris against his teeth. He shoved his tongue far up her vaginal cavity, felt around with it as she rocked upon his face. Bringing it down again, he found the clit and teased it wetly, then suddenly and savagely, drew it deep into his teeth.

Above him, Kathy cried out, and her thighs tightened their grip upon his head, her knees sliding around his ears and down to his shoulders. She was sweaty now, and her young, vibrant pussy was well oiled with her inner essences, with the slippery, foamy lubrication of her cunt.

Sweet and hot, the juices flowed into his suctioning mouth, and he drank them avidly down, gulped them in his eagerness to take all her budding body, to possess her m every way physically possible. She was wild and bitchy, yet she was the schoolgirl, somehow pristine and unreachable.

The little savage riding his prick was something else; Angel Matthews was a young barbarian, clamping his shaft in the muscles of her cunt, bouncing up and down on it as if it totally belonged to her, and she meant to screw it off at the balls. Her cunt was trained, strong, but snug and narrow, almost as if it had never been used. Angel used it now like an experienced courtesan, grinding it around his rod, shaking her trim, firm ass. She was really working him over.

But no more than Kathy was; the girl rode his mouth; squeezed his head between her thighs, rubbed her entire crotch over his face-nose chin and cheeks. Dallas loved every moment of it, reveling in the tender strokings, in the taste and feel of her hair, her liquids, and the tender heat of her flesh, both inside and out.

Clinging to the black girl’s ass, he began to lift his pelvis, feeding the hard meat into her receptive cunt with strong return thrusts, making his balls flop up against the crack. She struck back at him, down upon him, banging her pussy violently against his belly, rolling his cock around inside the blazing wetness of her educated cunt.

“Oh!” Kathy gasped, shivering on his face. “Ooohh, Dallas! I’m about to come, darling-ooohl Ahh! You can really eat my pussy, teacher-oh, wow”

Her legs went taut against his cheeks, and her cunt stopped moving, after a final, convulsive heaving. Blissfully, Dallas continued to suck upon her clit, to draw the delicious inner folds of her pussy lips against his teeth. He wanted to drink down all her luscious juices, to swallow those inner truths of this magic girl.

Another voice beat down at him, sultry and demanding, hammering at his consciousness, “Fuck me harder, man! Harder, teach-lay that fine white meat to my cunt, baby! Oh yeah-yeah-I dig that, dig it, man! Come with me, teach-come with me, you stiff-dicked fucker-c-come!”

He blasted off as she jerked her pussy around his plunging cock, as she rolled her slender ass in his hands. The head of his prick swelled, palpitated, then let go with a tremendous, roaring release of semen. Hot and thick, creamy and boiling, it spat against the cup of her womb, rained searing droplets against her vaginal walls, and came geysering down to make his own stilled shaft that much greasier. Dallas let go with a hell of a load, pumping it in slowly diminishing hosings, until her tight cunt was filled with his frothing stuff, until some of his come began to work out around the hilt of his prick and to soak hotly upon his balls.

Gently, Kathy lifted her steaming crotch from his face, and breaking the suction made a wetly popping noise. Eyes still closed, Dallas could feel her love oils cooling upon his face. He didn’t move, lying supine and fondling the modeled cheeks of the other girl’s ass, feeling the velvet skin outside, knowing the scorching velvet of the inside. Angel Matthews was one marvelous fuck, and sharing two such sensuous girls simultaneously was just too much. His balls were probably drained of energy for the rest of the night- if not for all next week.

Angel climbed slowly off him. Her eyes found his own when they opened, and locked gazes with him as she smiled fondly “Mr. Bradburn-you can sure screw.”

He said, “Oh come, now; I think you know me well enough to call me Dallas.”

The girls laughed, and he sat up, propping himself on one elbow, looking down with surprise at his still hard cock. It was the newness, he thought, the constantly changing sex scene that kept him ready. Of course, he wasn’t old; at thirty he should be just coming into his physical prime.

But he might never have reached that sensuous maturity if it hadn’t been for lovely Kathy Collins-and now, the equally beautiful and youthful Angel Matthews. He might have gone on going more and more into his shell, spending fewer and fewer Saturday nights with Selena Johnstone, teacher at large, diagnostician in bed.

“Want another beer?” Kathy asked, climbing up to stand proudly unashamed in her polished nudity. “You look like you could use one.”

“Or more,” Dallas agreed, and as he got to his own feet, he reached to touch Angel’s hand. “Thank you, Angel. You are really an exceptional girl.”

Her sloe eyes were dark and warm. “Don’t thank me, man. I got as much as you did out of our screwing. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t fuck you, teach.”

He stared at her. “That’s true, isn’t it? Right up front. I have a lot to learn about the new mores, but I have two beautiful teachers-if they’ll be patient with me.”

“Take your time,” Kathy said, handing him an opened can of beer. “Like I said-we like it slow and easy, and we still have a couple of hours.” He swallowed cold and reviving beer. “Where are you supposed to be tonight? I’m surprised that your father doesn’t check up on you more.”

She passed a can of beer to Angel, and lifted her own in a mock salute. “Oh, he does. But I always cover my trail pretty good. You know, I wish I could afford to be honest with my dad, but no way. He thinks I have to do it all his way, straight and uptight and mad at the whole world most of the time.”

“True” Angel grimaced. “My daddy split, but my mom is just as bad. And you, teach-you got the whole school board, the principal, and Kathy’s old man.”

Finishing his beer, Dallas said, “But I have his daughter, too-which more than makes up for any headaches Mr. Craig Collins gives me.”

“Right on, man,” Angel said. “You hang in there and fight the bastards, Mr.

Bradburn-Dallas, that is. And if you need any help, you yell for it. The kids will think of something-like a strike, maybe, or pickets, or setting the damned school on fire, if we have to.”

He shook his head. “Let’s not go that far, Angel, I appreciate your wanting to help, but…”

“Hey, Kathy said. “A couple of hours can sure get wasted this way. We came here to swing, didn’t we? Then let’s get hack to the main idea. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m ready to fuck some more.”

“I’m recovering from my temporary weakness,” Dallas said. “Whatever you girls have in mind.

They had plenty in mind, he discovered. Back on the floor, he was soon writhing and going stiff in the shaft. The kids were playing oral games with his prick, bumping their noses and giggling as they both worked over his rod with kissing lips and teasing tongues and now and then, a gentle nip from their teeth. It was a lot to handle, and if he hadn’t so recently ejaculated, he would have fired off before they got halfway through their game.

As it was, he had to fight back the inclination to grab one of the heads and hammer home his prick, shoving it halfway down one of their throats and he didn’t much care which one. Dallas looked down at them, at the midnight color of the afro hairdo, at the gleaming red hair of the other girl; he saw their tongues flicking over his cockhead, saw their tongues at times caressing each other.

Something new, he thought dazedly; could these two sweet young girls also be involved with each other-sexually, that was? They were so feminine, so utterly womanly, he found it difficult to believe. Still, Dallas admitted silently, there was much he didn’t know about women. He’d proved that by losing a wife, hadn’t he?

They murmured something and lifted their young faces from his now throbbing prick. “That ought to get you turned on, darling,” Kathy said. “Now you’ll have to-do something about it.”

Giggling again, they squirmed themselves around into a new position, and Dallas blinked when he saw it. The girls lay one atop the other, the black one on the bottom, since she was larger. Kathy was on top, her svelte ass pressing into Angel’s groin, her tits cupped lightly by Angel’s hands. Their cunts beckoned him, gleamed entrancingly up at Dallas as he moved to crouch between the out flung legs-all four of them. He saw the two pussy’s one furry black, one feathery scarlet, saw the alluring slits of the cunts themselves.

“Just take turns in our cunts,” Angel said, fondling the other girl’s lovely fits. “You do it any way you want-and it might be a real kick if you swung both ways, like with your mouth and your prick, man.”

In answer, Dallas’s cock vibrated. It was a hell of an idea, a real challenge, and he reached out to caress the girls as he debated where he was going to start. He ran his fingers tantalizingly over Kathy’s trembling belly, feeling the smooth perfection of the pale skin, knowing the kiss of her humid cunt hairs, and dipping one tip into the slick fascination of her labia.

Then he reached below to feel Angel, to take time and dedicated interest in handling her thighs, feeling the shape of her ass cheeks. Prodding delicately into the juicy cunt lips, Dallas stroked them and fondled them, watching the girl’s crotch start, to move in short, sensuous arcs.

The fluffy-wiry hair tingled against his palm, and he used his other hand to cup Kathy’s pussy also.

Now he had a double handful of cunts-both soft and hot, both young and sexily appealing, two slits that were dripping with urgent need. Although he had just sucked one of them and fucked the other, they were both ready to go again.

Well, so was he, and Dallas hunkered down to press his cheek to the top snatch, to Kathy Collins’ delectable vulva.

The position placed his lips against the furry slot that belonged to Angel Matthews, and he was conscious of the musk that rose from it.

The odor was stimulating, attractive, and his prick bobbed in response, as if the girl was a bitch in heat and he was a big he-dog with a bone on. Dallas licked the delicate pussy lips, rubbing his tongue along the crisp hairs, pushing its tip across the slippery hot labia.

He had to turn his face straight on, in order to use his mouth and tongue properly, and this move pushed his forehead against Kathy’s throbbing snatch.

She wiggled and moaned softly, rolling her ass and massaging her pussy across his forehead. Dallas shoved his tongue deep into Angel’s quaking young cunt.

She arched her back and hiked the girl she was holding, making Kathy bounce a little. Dallas was crowded some by the four spread thighs, and had a difficult time using his hands to suit himself. But he soon gave up trying to divide his caresses, and spread them out, petting whichever thigh was nearest, cuddling any ass cheek, nuzzling into both cunts with equal fervor.

He pulled on Angel’s expanded clit, and the black girl heaved spasmodically, crying out: “Oh shit! Oh wow. Teach baby-you’re freaking me out-yeah, yeah-that’s it, baby! Eat my cunt out.”

Working frantically into her shuddering pussy, Dallas reached up and slid a finger into Kathy’s hot snatch, wiggling it back and forth across her clitoris, finger-fucking her while he sucked off her girlfriend. He was snuffling into those juicy cunts like a hungry, horny dog, and loving every second of it.

Both girls were groaning and panting now, Kathy murmuring soft little words of love, Angel being more violent, more aggressive and demanding. Their asses were surging, and their bellies turning sweaty. Dallas knew the exact moment Angel came, because her pussy contracted madly and her pelvis struck at his teeth.

Face wet with her lubrication, he intensified his fingering of the red-haired cunt, bringing Kathy to a whip lashing orgasm also. She flinched, snapped her thighs shut against his head, and bucked her snatch against his hand when she came.

Slowly, he raised his face from Angel’s steaming pussy, only to insert a finger where his tongue had been, and to move his still hungry mouth up to the second cunt. Dallas damped his lips upon that feathery little slot and began to suck, to pull upon the vibrant clit and to run his tongue in and out.

Below, Angel Matthews ground her tight, sizzling hole upon his finger, rubbing her clitoris across it every time he made a deeply penetrating stroke. Hot and horny, the girls wiggled next to each other, squirmed against Dallas’s mouth and on his hand, churning their way to their second climax in a matter of minutes.

Dallas was having a ball. The girls were frantic, digging his chewing, his handling, and be was almost coming, getting almost as big a kick out of it as they were, but not quite. As they gave little soft screams of completion, he thought there was more to come, that he still had to luck them both.