He just kind of mumbled under his breath, 'Jeez!' it wasn't even a word, just an awed rush of air out his lungs.
'Like what you see, sweetie?' she asked him, still fooling with her open cunt lips.
Before he could answer she said, 'Bet you didn't know girls ever do this to themselves, did you? But you have, haven't you? You've jacked yourself off plenty, haven't you? I get you grab a fistful of that thing every night, huh… when you're in bed and nobody can see you? Well, let me tell you something. While you're flogging that thing girls your age are doing the same thing in their beds. Not just young girls, either. Big girls. I ought to know. I'm one of them.'
The kid looked real embarrassed. He seemed ashamed of the way she had guessed right about his bed habits. She noted his reddening face and grinned.
'No need to be shy about it,' she said to him. 'Just about everybody under the sun does this little trick on themselves sooner or later.'
As she spoke she nodded toward her open crotch and directed his attention to her cunt, where she still bad her hand going. Prom where I was standing at the window I could see between them, and I saw his little cock start to swell. It had gone limp after be shot off and was only one inch long, but now it was swelling fast toward a brand-new hard on.
'That's right, sweetie,' she coaxed him, 'let it get nice and hard again. This time I want to get a real fucking from you.'
His eyes glazed. 'Can I… can I put it in and everything? Lie on top and really do it to you?'
'That's exactly what you can do,' she answered, 'I love to suck it for you and have you come off in my mouth like we just did, but I need it inside my cunt to be completely satisfied. I've got myself so hot from frigging myself that I really want it from you now. Does that scare you? Don't let it; I won't bite.'
His eyes were dazed from the sight of her agile fingertips gently rubbing the moist lips of her cunt. When he moved forward she flung her arms around his small shoulders and pulled him to her. I could see her tits press full against his chest, and hear his intake of breath as he felt her hard nipples through the front of his shirt.
'This has to come off,' she told him, unbuttoning his shirt. 'I want you to know what a woman's tits really feel like… in the flesh, not just with clothes on.'
His shirt, dropped behind him and she rolled sideways, pulling him against her and twisting her skirt to make sure he had easy access to her pussy. From then on the little devil needed no help. He plunged a hand into her muff with greed, and with the other he grabbed one of her naked tits. You could tell he had never handled a woman before. He was shaking all over from excitement and being too rough.
'Slow down,' she said. 'We've got plenty of time. Feel me up all you want to, but don't be grabby. It hurts.'
But it seemed like he hardly heard her. She grabbed his ears and yanked his face to hers. From 12the looks of it, the kiss she gave him was wet and wild. I'm sure eke must have tongued him. His prick shuddered a couple of times and gave me goose bumps from thinking how it would feel to have my panties full of it.
She put her hand on it and started to jack him some, but he put a knee to the ground and rolled on top of her.
'Oh sweetie,' she said, 'you're ready to go, aren't you? You're really ready to go now.'
The sweat was streaming off both of them. The kid was working his ass up and down before his cock was even in her cunt. She spread wider and guided him in.
He slipped inside her with an eagerness that made chills run down my spine. I felt like a dirty slut for doing it, but when I saw that, I just had to have some relief for myself. I dropped to my knees by the window and jerked my panties down to the floor. My pussy was wet as hell from watching all' that had been going on, and I just couldn't stand it anymore not having anything in it-even if it had to be my own fingers.
I glanced behind to make sure the door was still locked. A silly thing to do, but I would have died if anyone would have caught me bringing myself off in the middle of the day with my clothes on. Much less' the idea of anyone knowing I was spying on a couple while they were fucking.
'Umm ummm!' she moaned. 'Now you're doing it. Now you're giving me what I need. Go ahead, you little angel, fuck me for all you're worth. That's it, lemme feel it good. Shove it in, gimme a good hard fucking… I'm so hot I can't stand it.'
The kid didn't need a bit of encouragement. He dug his little knees in the ground and pushed his prong in and out like a crazy person. The sweat ran down his back and made his ass cheeks gleam like a pair of wet rubber balls.
I leaned forward and pressed my chin on the window sill for balance so I could go after myself with both hands. God, but ‘I was horny. I hadn't been fucked for almost two weeks, and seeing them at it made me miss it that much more. I have to admit that deep down I was terribly ashamed of myself for acting so downright depraved, but I had just let myself get so involved in watching them that I couldn't help it when my pussy started demanding some loving.
The girl had both hands full of the kid's ass now and was drawing him against her with all her might every time he hunched forward. It looked to me like she was nearly to the boiling point. He had hold of her tits with both hands and was kissing her all over her face like a hungry puppy. His pants were still on, but they were down to his ankles by now and he seemed not even to notice them. His white under shorts were all twisted around his calves, slipping up and down every time he plowed into, her pussy.
I was using one of my hands to part my cunt lips and the other to f rig my clit. My hairy, juicy fuckhole was finally, getting what it needed.
I remember saying under my breath, 'I hope he shoots off in her pretty soon. It'll be darned near like I had him right up here between my legs when he does.'
But just before I got to watch the rest of the proceedings, there was a knock at my door. My heart skipped a beat, then rushed like an engine. I was' certainly in no mood to receive visitors- not to mention the way I looked, with my panties to my knees and my skin all hot and flushed from fingering my cunt!
I turned from the window and, from the force of habit, jerked my panties back up where they 14belonged. I knew whoever was on the other side of the door couldn't see me, but just the idea of having them present out there, with me in such a state, was enough to make me stop what I'd been doing. I held my breath and waited, hoping they'd go away. It was undoubtedly just someone from the faculty staff, and surely what they had to say could wait. But the knock came again, this time louder and more insistent.
'Millicent,' I heard a man's voice call out, 'are you in there? Millicent?'
Who the hell could that be? I'd hardly' been at Brightwater long to be on a first-name basis with anyone.
'Hey, open up!' he yelled again. 'It's the rest of your luggage. Come on!'
I reluctantly adjusted my skirt back to normal and patted my hair into place. I was all jittery from having come so close to bringing myself off without finishing, but I maintained the best 7 could.
I opened the door to find a tell, friendly guy around forty, prematurely gray and rather handsome.
'Thought you ‘had to be there,' he explained. 'Rope we didn't disturb you too much. I know you must just be getting settled here, but I saw all your stuff sitting on, the ground by your car so I thought you'd need help with it. This is Tim. I've asked him to give you a hand.'
He motioned to a strapping boy of fourteen or so, who walked in with two of my suitcases and said, 'Where would you like these? There are two more out in the hail.'
'Rave to run now,' said the older guy. 'He'll help you with the rest. By the way, I'm Cliff. I teach here too. Heard you were coming, but hadn't met you yet. See you around.'
He was gone then, as quickly as he, had come. I didn't even get a chance to thank him. The boy placed my suitcase where I indicated and went back for the others. But before I could get my Wits about me and run to the window to check on the couple I'd been watching, Tim was already coming into my room with the other luggage.
I'd known, of course, that the school was known not only for its high tuition and its beautiful site overlooking the Pacific, but also as a model though a somewhat notorious one-of a free school. I was just beginning to find out how really 'free' they were here. Without a thought, Tim ripped off his shirt and asked where he could wash off. Tugging with all my things had gotten him dirty.
I was a little taken aback by his presumption. After all, I was a teacher-though admittedly a brand-new one-
