Brigit Astar
07-23-2012, 08:54 AM
When Ginger made it to her apartment, she set the alarm for seven a.m. and grabbed a few hours sleep. The alarm went off all too soon and Ginger rushed to get ready for school.
She decided to wear a short tight light red skirt and a tight white silk blouse.
She made it to the school at seven forty five and was going over her first class's lesson plan when there was a knock on her door and a skinny horse-faced girl stuck her head in and informed her that the principal wished to see her in his office.
Ginger had a hunch she knew what the principal wanted. She was correct in her hunch.
When she tapped on his door, he answered with a hurried “come in.”
She entered and the principal was standing beside his desk stroking his crotch.
“Why don't you lock the door, Ms. Cox,” he said in a raspy wheezing voice.
She flicked the lock down and walked to him and stood there facing him. He looked down at her body, taking in her luscious curves, thrust-out breasts and shapely hips and full smooth sleek legs.
At that moment the principal would have done anything Ginger suggested he do.
“Looks like you're in need of some help this morning,” she said. She reached down and grasped his dick through his trousers. He hissed and began panting.
His cock was stiff and thick and Ginger began to look forward to what the principal had in mind.
She went to her knees before him, unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick throbbing prick.
She moved her face forward, opened her lips and took his dick in.
He gasped and clutched her head and began hunching. His entire cock slid down her mouth to her throat. She relaxed her mouth and throat muscles and began sucking his prick, laving it with her tongue as she slid her lips tightly on the shaft.
He rocked back on his heels, closed his eyes and grasped her head, and drove his dick into her warm wet sucking mouth, down to her gullet.
She sucked him eagerly and avidly. His cock was stiff and meaty. She enjoyed sucking his prick. He had one of the thickest stiffest dicks she had ever sucked.
He suddenly pulled up on her head, and when she had stood, reluctantly letting his cock slip from her mouth, he wrapped his arms around her waist and carried her to the sofa.
He stretched her out on the couch and unsnapped his pants and drew them down. He slid her panties down and off and raked her skirt up.
He lay atop her and grabbed one leg and spread it. Ginger helped him. She spread her other leg and raised her body up. She grasped his cock and stroked it, and he gasped with the sensation.
“Um, give me that fat dick,” she breathed out. “Every inch of it.”
As he began digging his hard prick into her pussy, he raked her blouse up and burrowed his face down onto her breasts. He began flicking his tongue on the nipples as he sucked the nubs with his lips and mouth.
Ginger wrapped her arms and legs around him and raised her rump up to give him full access to her cunt. He grunted as he stuffed his prick into her pussy.
“Oh, ah, fuck me, Mr. Humphrey,” she gasped, “fuck me with that thick stiff cock. Dig it in deep. Pump the meat to me.”
He panted and wheezed as he dug his dick into her cunt. He drove every inch up her pussy, and then slid it back. He then screwed his entire prick up her cunt.
She cried aloud in lust as he began pumping his thick dick in her pussy. “Oh god, now! I'm cuming now!”
She jerked and writhed as a climax roared through her body. “Jesus fucking Christ, you've got the thickest cock! You've filled me up.”
“Ah, what I wouldn't give to fuck you every day,” he wheezed. “To pump my prick in your pussy, and squirt cum deep in your cunt.”
“Ah, nothing's to stop us from fucking anytime we want,” she gasped.
“I'm gonna cum,” he suddenly announced. “I can feel it building up in my balls. It's cuming—now!”
He let out a loud “Ah” as he rammed his dick to the root and let her have it. He spurted a stream of semen in her core.
“Squirt it deep!” she cried. “Squirt cum deep in my cunt!”
He spurted gob after gob of thick creamy cum into her core. Her cunt sucked greedily on his cock as he emptied his balls into her.
“So good,” she breathed out hotly. “So fucking good.”
“Ah, you've got the sweetest tightest juiciest pussy I've ever fucked,” he wheezed.
They shared a delicious afterfuck as he slowly slid his half-hard prick up and down her cunt and she swirled her pussy around in slow little circles.
He suddenly burst out with a passionate little speech: “I'll do anything for you—anything you want, you got it. I'll give you anything you want—just let me keep fucking you.”
“There is something,” Ginger said, suddenly very practical “Actually two things. You can approve the formation of a les coalition here at Pinecrest School. There are some students and teachers too who want to form such a coalition. Will you approve of it?”
“Yes,” he replied. “What else would you like? I'll give you anything you want, I'll do anything you want. Just tell me.”
“The other thing is to allow Ms. Edwardson and I to form a Woman's Studies program here at Pinecrest and to offer courses in it starting next semester.”
“All right. You have my approval,” he replied. “Anything else?”
“Nothing else I can think of at the moment, “ she said. “ When I do think of something, I'll let you know.”
“Anything you want,” he answered...
When Ginger finally left the principal's office, she noticed the skinny horse-faced girl behind the counter in the outer office. The girl looked at Ginger with an awestruck expression. Something told her that the girl had been eavesdropping on the principal and her.
No problem, Ginger thought, the principal will take care of it. She smiled with satisfaction as she realized that she had the principal eating out of her hand. Now all I need to do is cement the relationships I have with the vice-principal and the teachers, she thought...
Her classes went well. She made sure she sat on her desk facing the classes and crossing her legs and letting her arms fall back to the desk. The short tight skirt and tight silk blouse she wore showed most of her legs and the outline of her thrust-out breasts.
She was amused at the impression she made on the students in her classes. All the boys and half the girls stared at her body, mesmerized by her looks. There was a lot of masturbation that went on throughout the day and that night as all the boys thought about their teacher and half the girls wanted to be with her...
After her three classes were completed it was lunchtime, and Ginger ate her lunch from a brown bag in her office.. Her experience with the cafeteria had made her a confirmed brown-bagger.
She thought over her remaining day. She had a counseling session with Shelley Boyd after lunch, then a study/planning period, and finally another counseling session.
Her thoughts came back to Shelley Boyd. She grew warm between her legs and her breasts heated up and throbbed as she thought about the sixteen-year-old girl. She was so luscious-looking, so delicious...so—lickable and suckable.
She slid a hand under her blouse and bra and stroked a breast, tweaking the nipple. At the same time, she slipped a hand between her legs and under her panties and stroked her pussy.
Her heart was thumping as she thought of the girl. She's definitely bi or les, she thought. And she wants it as much as I do. We're going to lick and suck this afternoon, she thought with certainty. I'm going to lick and suck that sweet pussy and lick and suck her breasts, and she'll do the same for me.
She sat in her office stroking herself and daydreaming of the girl when the bell buzzed indicating the lunch-hour was over.
Ginger's heart was now thudding as she sat behind her desk and waited for the girl.
There was a tapping on the door, and Ginger's heart rapped along with the tapping.
“Come in,” she said.
Shelley Boyd entered, and Ginger couldn't take her eyes off the girl. She was dressed in tight jean shorts and a strapless halter. Both accentuated her curves and the outline of her breasts. Ginger could see she wasn't wearing a bra. A hot jab of pure lust shot through her pussy, up to her breasts, to her heart and on up to her head.
“Please, have a seat,” Ginger said huskily. “Here, sit beside me behind my desk.”
Shelley complied and sat next to Ginger. Both looked over each others body. Shelley licked her upper lip with her tongue -tip. She had thought of her teacher and counselor even more than Ginger had thought of her. Shelley was sure that today would be a turning point in their relationship. She hoped that they would become loving partners.
Both females crossed their legs at the same time, and Ginger gazed at Shelley's halter. She could see half her breasts. Her lips, mouth and throat were suddenly dry.
She spoke out hoarsely and huskily: “I spoke with the principal, Mr. Humphrey, about forming a les coalition here at Pinecrest. He gave his okay and approval, so I don't see any problem. A program could be started, we could have an organizational meeting, no matter what.”
“Wow, that's great,” Shelley exclaimed.
“Also, I talked with him about adding a Woman's Studies program and offering courses in it starting next semester, and again he gave his okay and approval. So Ms. Edwardson and I will work on that, and work out the program and what it will offer, and the courses to be offered. I figure that Ms. Edwardson and I would be the only two instructors, although Ms. Willis the vice-principal might be interested in teaching a course in the program.”
Shelley looked at Ginger admiringly. “You're great,” she again exclaimed. “You get things done.”
“Mr Humphrey is quite open and enthusiastic about adding new programs and courses here at Pinecrest,” Ginger replied. “He's all for for it.”
Shelley gazed at Ginger's full smooth sleek legs, and at her thrust-out breasts threatening to burst through the tight blouse she wore. She felt the hot juice churning in her pussy, and her breasts throbbed and grew warm and began to swell. She wanted to make it with Ginger so much she couldn't stand it.
The two females' legs were touching each other and their arms also touched. Both were hot as firecrackers.
The passion that Shelley felt took over, and she let it burst forth. She slid an arm around Ginger's shoulder and slipped a hand down her blouse and cupped a breast. It was warm and throbbing and swollen. She moved closer to the teacher and nuzzled her neck and cheek as she began to stroke a titty and scrape a nipple with her thumb.
Ginger panted with lust, and then slid a hand under her student's halter and grasped a breast and began rubbing and massaging it and stroking the nipple with her thumb. Shelley's breasts were the size and shape of softballs, and they grew hot and swollen under Ginger's stroking of them. The nipples grew erect as Ginger scraped them with her hand.
Shelley brushed her lips over Ginger's, and then slid her tongue between her teacher's lips.
The two swirled and flicked their tongues upon each other as they shared a hot wet open-mouthed French kiss.
Ginger broke away and huskily said, “Let's go over to the sofa. More room there.”
They broke away from each other and walked over to the couch.
“We have forty-five minutes,” Ginger said. “We have time enough to get naked and really do this right.”
Shelley immediately undid her halter, and Ginger followed suit, unbuttoned her blouse and unsnapping her half-bra. They unzipped their short skirts and slid their panties down and off. They stood there for a moment just admiring each others body. Then they came together and fell onto the sofa.
Shelley took the lead. She slid atop Ginger and they scissored their legs and began rubbing their cunts together as they mashed and rubbed their tits upon each other.
Both gasped and panted and groaned as they rubbed their naked bodies against each other.
She decided to wear a short tight light red skirt and a tight white silk blouse.
She made it to the school at seven forty five and was going over her first class's lesson plan when there was a knock on her door and a skinny horse-faced girl stuck her head in and informed her that the principal wished to see her in his office.
Ginger had a hunch she knew what the principal wanted. She was correct in her hunch.
When she tapped on his door, he answered with a hurried “come in.”
She entered and the principal was standing beside his desk stroking his crotch.
“Why don't you lock the door, Ms. Cox,” he said in a raspy wheezing voice.
She flicked the lock down and walked to him and stood there facing him. He looked down at her body, taking in her luscious curves, thrust-out breasts and shapely hips and full smooth sleek legs.
At that moment the principal would have done anything Ginger suggested he do.
“Looks like you're in need of some help this morning,” she said. She reached down and grasped his dick through his trousers. He hissed and began panting.
His cock was stiff and thick and Ginger began to look forward to what the principal had in mind.
She went to her knees before him, unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick throbbing prick.
She moved her face forward, opened her lips and took his dick in.
He gasped and clutched her head and began hunching. His entire cock slid down her mouth to her throat. She relaxed her mouth and throat muscles and began sucking his prick, laving it with her tongue as she slid her lips tightly on the shaft.
He rocked back on his heels, closed his eyes and grasped her head, and drove his dick into her warm wet sucking mouth, down to her gullet.
She sucked him eagerly and avidly. His cock was stiff and meaty. She enjoyed sucking his prick. He had one of the thickest stiffest dicks she had ever sucked.
He suddenly pulled up on her head, and when she had stood, reluctantly letting his cock slip from her mouth, he wrapped his arms around her waist and carried her to the sofa.
He stretched her out on the couch and unsnapped his pants and drew them down. He slid her panties down and off and raked her skirt up.
He lay atop her and grabbed one leg and spread it. Ginger helped him. She spread her other leg and raised her body up. She grasped his cock and stroked it, and he gasped with the sensation.
“Um, give me that fat dick,” she breathed out. “Every inch of it.”
As he began digging his hard prick into her pussy, he raked her blouse up and burrowed his face down onto her breasts. He began flicking his tongue on the nipples as he sucked the nubs with his lips and mouth.
Ginger wrapped her arms and legs around him and raised her rump up to give him full access to her cunt. He grunted as he stuffed his prick into her pussy.
“Oh, ah, fuck me, Mr. Humphrey,” she gasped, “fuck me with that thick stiff cock. Dig it in deep. Pump the meat to me.”
He panted and wheezed as he dug his dick into her cunt. He drove every inch up her pussy, and then slid it back. He then screwed his entire prick up her cunt.
She cried aloud in lust as he began pumping his thick dick in her pussy. “Oh god, now! I'm cuming now!”
She jerked and writhed as a climax roared through her body. “Jesus fucking Christ, you've got the thickest cock! You've filled me up.”
“Ah, what I wouldn't give to fuck you every day,” he wheezed. “To pump my prick in your pussy, and squirt cum deep in your cunt.”
“Ah, nothing's to stop us from fucking anytime we want,” she gasped.
“I'm gonna cum,” he suddenly announced. “I can feel it building up in my balls. It's cuming—now!”
He let out a loud “Ah” as he rammed his dick to the root and let her have it. He spurted a stream of semen in her core.
“Squirt it deep!” she cried. “Squirt cum deep in my cunt!”
He spurted gob after gob of thick creamy cum into her core. Her cunt sucked greedily on his cock as he emptied his balls into her.
“So good,” she breathed out hotly. “So fucking good.”
“Ah, you've got the sweetest tightest juiciest pussy I've ever fucked,” he wheezed.
They shared a delicious afterfuck as he slowly slid his half-hard prick up and down her cunt and she swirled her pussy around in slow little circles.
He suddenly burst out with a passionate little speech: “I'll do anything for you—anything you want, you got it. I'll give you anything you want—just let me keep fucking you.”
“There is something,” Ginger said, suddenly very practical “Actually two things. You can approve the formation of a les coalition here at Pinecrest School. There are some students and teachers too who want to form such a coalition. Will you approve of it?”
“Yes,” he replied. “What else would you like? I'll give you anything you want, I'll do anything you want. Just tell me.”
“The other thing is to allow Ms. Edwardson and I to form a Woman's Studies program here at Pinecrest and to offer courses in it starting next semester.”
“All right. You have my approval,” he replied. “Anything else?”
“Nothing else I can think of at the moment, “ she said. “ When I do think of something, I'll let you know.”
“Anything you want,” he answered...
When Ginger finally left the principal's office, she noticed the skinny horse-faced girl behind the counter in the outer office. The girl looked at Ginger with an awestruck expression. Something told her that the girl had been eavesdropping on the principal and her.
No problem, Ginger thought, the principal will take care of it. She smiled with satisfaction as she realized that she had the principal eating out of her hand. Now all I need to do is cement the relationships I have with the vice-principal and the teachers, she thought...
Her classes went well. She made sure she sat on her desk facing the classes and crossing her legs and letting her arms fall back to the desk. The short tight skirt and tight silk blouse she wore showed most of her legs and the outline of her thrust-out breasts.
She was amused at the impression she made on the students in her classes. All the boys and half the girls stared at her body, mesmerized by her looks. There was a lot of masturbation that went on throughout the day and that night as all the boys thought about their teacher and half the girls wanted to be with her...
After her three classes were completed it was lunchtime, and Ginger ate her lunch from a brown bag in her office.. Her experience with the cafeteria had made her a confirmed brown-bagger.
She thought over her remaining day. She had a counseling session with Shelley Boyd after lunch, then a study/planning period, and finally another counseling session.
Her thoughts came back to Shelley Boyd. She grew warm between her legs and her breasts heated up and throbbed as she thought about the sixteen-year-old girl. She was so luscious-looking, so delicious...so—lickable and suckable.
She slid a hand under her blouse and bra and stroked a breast, tweaking the nipple. At the same time, she slipped a hand between her legs and under her panties and stroked her pussy.
Her heart was thumping as she thought of the girl. She's definitely bi or les, she thought. And she wants it as much as I do. We're going to lick and suck this afternoon, she thought with certainty. I'm going to lick and suck that sweet pussy and lick and suck her breasts, and she'll do the same for me.
She sat in her office stroking herself and daydreaming of the girl when the bell buzzed indicating the lunch-hour was over.
Ginger's heart was now thudding as she sat behind her desk and waited for the girl.
There was a tapping on the door, and Ginger's heart rapped along with the tapping.
“Come in,” she said.
Shelley Boyd entered, and Ginger couldn't take her eyes off the girl. She was dressed in tight jean shorts and a strapless halter. Both accentuated her curves and the outline of her breasts. Ginger could see she wasn't wearing a bra. A hot jab of pure lust shot through her pussy, up to her breasts, to her heart and on up to her head.
“Please, have a seat,” Ginger said huskily. “Here, sit beside me behind my desk.”
Shelley complied and sat next to Ginger. Both looked over each others body. Shelley licked her upper lip with her tongue -tip. She had thought of her teacher and counselor even more than Ginger had thought of her. Shelley was sure that today would be a turning point in their relationship. She hoped that they would become loving partners.
Both females crossed their legs at the same time, and Ginger gazed at Shelley's halter. She could see half her breasts. Her lips, mouth and throat were suddenly dry.
She spoke out hoarsely and huskily: “I spoke with the principal, Mr. Humphrey, about forming a les coalition here at Pinecrest. He gave his okay and approval, so I don't see any problem. A program could be started, we could have an organizational meeting, no matter what.”
“Wow, that's great,” Shelley exclaimed.
“Also, I talked with him about adding a Woman's Studies program and offering courses in it starting next semester, and again he gave his okay and approval. So Ms. Edwardson and I will work on that, and work out the program and what it will offer, and the courses to be offered. I figure that Ms. Edwardson and I would be the only two instructors, although Ms. Willis the vice-principal might be interested in teaching a course in the program.”
Shelley looked at Ginger admiringly. “You're great,” she again exclaimed. “You get things done.”
“Mr Humphrey is quite open and enthusiastic about adding new programs and courses here at Pinecrest,” Ginger replied. “He's all for for it.”
Shelley gazed at Ginger's full smooth sleek legs, and at her thrust-out breasts threatening to burst through the tight blouse she wore. She felt the hot juice churning in her pussy, and her breasts throbbed and grew warm and began to swell. She wanted to make it with Ginger so much she couldn't stand it.
The two females' legs were touching each other and their arms also touched. Both were hot as firecrackers.
The passion that Shelley felt took over, and she let it burst forth. She slid an arm around Ginger's shoulder and slipped a hand down her blouse and cupped a breast. It was warm and throbbing and swollen. She moved closer to the teacher and nuzzled her neck and cheek as she began to stroke a titty and scrape a nipple with her thumb.
Ginger panted with lust, and then slid a hand under her student's halter and grasped a breast and began rubbing and massaging it and stroking the nipple with her thumb. Shelley's breasts were the size and shape of softballs, and they grew hot and swollen under Ginger's stroking of them. The nipples grew erect as Ginger scraped them with her hand.
Shelley brushed her lips over Ginger's, and then slid her tongue between her teacher's lips.
The two swirled and flicked their tongues upon each other as they shared a hot wet open-mouthed French kiss.
Ginger broke away and huskily said, “Let's go over to the sofa. More room there.”
They broke away from each other and walked over to the couch.
“We have forty-five minutes,” Ginger said. “We have time enough to get naked and really do this right.”
Shelley immediately undid her halter, and Ginger followed suit, unbuttoned her blouse and unsnapping her half-bra. They unzipped their short skirts and slid their panties down and off. They stood there for a moment just admiring each others body. Then they came together and fell onto the sofa.
Shelley took the lead. She slid atop Ginger and they scissored their legs and began rubbing their cunts together as they mashed and rubbed their tits upon each other.
Both gasped and panted and groaned as they rubbed their naked bodies against each other.