Brigit Astar
07-23-2012, 09:00 AM
The next day Ginger came to school and found a note taped to her door. The note read: Diana requests the pleasure of your company at lunch. Come to my office (with your brown bag).
She smiled when she thought, Lunch isn't the only thing the vice-principal has in mind.
Her classes went well as per usual. She thoroughly enjoyed the three classes she taught. The students were all bright and curious. Even the potential trouble-making male students had become interested in the subject of Sexology and were fast becoming her favorite students.
She found, as she taught the three classes, her thoughts going toward Diana. The vice-principal had a pretty face and her body was full-figured; not chubby at all, but fully packed. And she knew how to tongue-fuck a pussy. Boy, did she know how.
Ginger found herself looking more and more to lunch.
After the three classes were completed she went by her office and got her brown-bag lunch and walked to the vice-principal's office. It was located right next door to the principal's office.
She tapped on the door, and a cheery voice said, “Come on in, the door's unlocked.”
Ginger entered Diana's office and after exchanging hellos, they sat side-by-side eating their brown-bagged lunches.
After they were finished, the vice-principal said, “And now for dessert.”
She got up and went to the door and clicked down the lock and walked back to her big padded leather chair. Without preamble, she slid her arm around Ginger's shoulders and nuzzled her neck and cheek.
“Um, that feels good,” Ginger breathed out, arching her neck.
The vice-principal kissed and licked Ginger's neck, and then swept her mouth up to the teacher's lips and kissed them.
Ginger responded by opening her lips and letting Diana's tongue slide in.
Both shared a wet, hot, open-mouthed kiss as Diana swept her hands down Ginger's neck to under her blouse and bra and cupped her breasts. They were hot and swollen.
She rubbed and kneaded the hot swollen titties as she French-kissed Ginger.
The teacher ran her hands down under the vice-principal's blouse and rubbed her breasts. They were warm and throbbing. She mashed and rubbed the big tits till they were swollen and the nipples stood up erect and rubbery.
“Ah, let's go to the sofa,” Diana breathed out.
“Okay,” Ginger answered.
They stood and walked to the couch. Diana quickly stripped, and Ginger just as quickly followed.
“We have almost an hour,” the vice-principal said huskily. “We don't have to rush anything.”
Both women stood there observing and admiring each others body. Then Diana moved forward and slid her arms around Ginger's waist. “You have beautiful breasts,” she whispered as she clutched one of Ginger's titties and stroked it.
“So do you,” Ginger replied, reaching a hand up and rubbing one of Diana's tits.
The two women just stood there for a moment rubbing each others breasts. Their titties grew hot and swollen from each others ministrations.
Diana suddenly went down on Ginger's breasts, going from one titty to the other, licking and sucking the hot swollen orbs.
Ginger took her turn, flicking her tongue on the nipples of Diana's breasts as she sucked the nubs with her lips and mouth.
Diana guided them to the sofa and slid atop Ginger's body. They scissored their legs and began rubbing their cunts and tits together.
“Oh god, it feels so fucking good,” Ginger breathed out.
“Um, ah, what I wouldn't give to be married to you,” Diana gasped. “I want to be your husband, I want you to be my wife.”
“Maybe in the near future we'll be able to do that,” Ginger replied. “I know someone else who would like to join us.”
“Who?” Diana asked as she continued to rub her pussy on Ginger's.
“Tammie,” Ginger answered hotly, humping her body up to meet the thrusts of Diana.
“Um, yeah,” Diana replied. “We could have a tri-marriage. You and me and Tammie.”
“I think it would be a marriage made in heaven,” Ginger gasped as a climax tore through her pussy up to her breasts to radiate outward to every part of her body.
Diana slid her face down and flicked her tongue out and began lapping Ginger's titties as she sucked voraciously on the nubs.
Ginger clasped her head and thrust her breasts onto Diana's licking sucking mouth. “Jesus Christ, you're making me cum again!” she cried out as an orgasm ripped through her body.
Diana slid her body around till she was straddling Ginger's breasts, then she lowered her body down, her pussy coming to rest on Ginger's face. A t the same time, she lowered her face to Ginger's pussy and slid her tongue into the hot moist cunt.
Both women tongue-fucked each other, jamming their tongues as far as they would go up the others pussy, all the the time flicking their tongues on each others clits.
They both had climaxes simultaneously, squirting pussy juice which each sucked and gulped down. They thrashed and hunched and writhed as they licked and sucked each others cunt.
They finally came down to earth just as the bell buzzed signaling the end of the lunch period.
Ginger was thinking, I want this every day, while Diana was thinking, She's going to make a fine addition to the coven. But that's another story.
The End
She smiled when she thought, Lunch isn't the only thing the vice-principal has in mind.
Her classes went well as per usual. She thoroughly enjoyed the three classes she taught. The students were all bright and curious. Even the potential trouble-making male students had become interested in the subject of Sexology and were fast becoming her favorite students.
She found, as she taught the three classes, her thoughts going toward Diana. The vice-principal had a pretty face and her body was full-figured; not chubby at all, but fully packed. And she knew how to tongue-fuck a pussy. Boy, did she know how.
Ginger found herself looking more and more to lunch.
After the three classes were completed she went by her office and got her brown-bag lunch and walked to the vice-principal's office. It was located right next door to the principal's office.
She tapped on the door, and a cheery voice said, “Come on in, the door's unlocked.”
Ginger entered Diana's office and after exchanging hellos, they sat side-by-side eating their brown-bagged lunches.
After they were finished, the vice-principal said, “And now for dessert.”
She got up and went to the door and clicked down the lock and walked back to her big padded leather chair. Without preamble, she slid her arm around Ginger's shoulders and nuzzled her neck and cheek.
“Um, that feels good,” Ginger breathed out, arching her neck.
The vice-principal kissed and licked Ginger's neck, and then swept her mouth up to the teacher's lips and kissed them.
Ginger responded by opening her lips and letting Diana's tongue slide in.
Both shared a wet, hot, open-mouthed kiss as Diana swept her hands down Ginger's neck to under her blouse and bra and cupped her breasts. They were hot and swollen.
She rubbed and kneaded the hot swollen titties as she French-kissed Ginger.
The teacher ran her hands down under the vice-principal's blouse and rubbed her breasts. They were warm and throbbing. She mashed and rubbed the big tits till they were swollen and the nipples stood up erect and rubbery.
“Ah, let's go to the sofa,” Diana breathed out.
“Okay,” Ginger answered.
They stood and walked to the couch. Diana quickly stripped, and Ginger just as quickly followed.
“We have almost an hour,” the vice-principal said huskily. “We don't have to rush anything.”
Both women stood there observing and admiring each others body. Then Diana moved forward and slid her arms around Ginger's waist. “You have beautiful breasts,” she whispered as she clutched one of Ginger's titties and stroked it.
“So do you,” Ginger replied, reaching a hand up and rubbing one of Diana's tits.
The two women just stood there for a moment rubbing each others breasts. Their titties grew hot and swollen from each others ministrations.
Diana suddenly went down on Ginger's breasts, going from one titty to the other, licking and sucking the hot swollen orbs.
Ginger took her turn, flicking her tongue on the nipples of Diana's breasts as she sucked the nubs with her lips and mouth.
Diana guided them to the sofa and slid atop Ginger's body. They scissored their legs and began rubbing their cunts and tits together.
“Oh god, it feels so fucking good,” Ginger breathed out.
“Um, ah, what I wouldn't give to be married to you,” Diana gasped. “I want to be your husband, I want you to be my wife.”
“Maybe in the near future we'll be able to do that,” Ginger replied. “I know someone else who would like to join us.”
“Who?” Diana asked as she continued to rub her pussy on Ginger's.
“Tammie,” Ginger answered hotly, humping her body up to meet the thrusts of Diana.
“Um, yeah,” Diana replied. “We could have a tri-marriage. You and me and Tammie.”
“I think it would be a marriage made in heaven,” Ginger gasped as a climax tore through her pussy up to her breasts to radiate outward to every part of her body.
Diana slid her face down and flicked her tongue out and began lapping Ginger's titties as she sucked voraciously on the nubs.
Ginger clasped her head and thrust her breasts onto Diana's licking sucking mouth. “Jesus Christ, you're making me cum again!” she cried out as an orgasm ripped through her body.
Diana slid her body around till she was straddling Ginger's breasts, then she lowered her body down, her pussy coming to rest on Ginger's face. A t the same time, she lowered her face to Ginger's pussy and slid her tongue into the hot moist cunt.
Both women tongue-fucked each other, jamming their tongues as far as they would go up the others pussy, all the the time flicking their tongues on each others clits.
They both had climaxes simultaneously, squirting pussy juice which each sucked and gulped down. They thrashed and hunched and writhed as they licked and sucked each others cunt.
They finally came down to earth just as the bell buzzed signaling the end of the lunch period.
Ginger was thinking, I want this every day, while Diana was thinking, She's going to make a fine addition to the coven. But that's another story.
The End