back, and they smiled.
'Guess I'd better get going, or else Lori won't be first,' she said, and he watched her pick up her jeans. She sat down, and drew them up her legs as she grinned at him.
'What?' he asked, and she sucked her plump lower lip.
'Could I see it? I mean, Lori's done that.'
'Sure,' he laughed, and he opened his pants, her eyes on his hand as he gripped his engorged cock, and drew it free.
'Yeah,' she nodded, eyeing his tool as it thrust out and up, 'Lori described it perfectly. You know,' she blinked, looking up as she stood, 'Lori sucked you off first, so…'
We'll save that too,' he smiled
'You're sure?' she asked earnestly as she zipped and fastened the pants.
'Um-m-m, yeah,' he shrugged, and they both chuckled.
She slipped the T-shirt on, and he moved to the door with her. They kissed again without hurry, and she finally slipped out. He inhaled deeply, and slowly let it out as he turned back toward the bed, his hands moving to put his prod back in his pants.
'Sure you want to put that away yet?' a voice asked, and he spun around to see that someone was seated in a darkened corner of the room in the easy chair. His eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he smiled as he realized that it was Ella seated there looking at his rigid staff.
Chapter 5
'How long've you been there?' he asked.
'Um, from Fiona's navel downwards,' she smiled, standing up. 'I was coming to visit, and the door wasn't quite closed…' she said, the ankle-length skirt swirling around her legs as she turned to glance out the window. 'She was saying about you and Lori…?'
'She went down on me at the pond.'
'Seems the day for such things,' she said, turning back to him.
'Pardon?'
'I and Rita, we…' she smiled, reaching out to slide her fingers along his exposed rod.
'Ah-h-h, yes,' he nodded, his eyelids lowering. 'You're not here because…?'
'To reassure myself because I was with a girl? No, women are the exception to the rule with me, but a longstanding exception,' she said, her voice softening as he opened the buttons of her shirt, baring the insides of her lush breasts, his fingers shifting against them as they moved down to where the shirt was knotted.
'I've always thought it was a good thing for a principal and teacher to have a firm relationship,' he smiled.
'Very firm,' she nodded, her hand tightening around his rigid shaft, and she began to open his shirt with her other hand, the side of her hand moving up against his hard stomach.
'You're just an inspirational force for your teachers,' he smiled, slipping one hand into the opened shirt, and he turned it against the top of one full breast, his wrist pushing the cloth out as he cupped it, his heel sliding over her nipple.
'Yeah?' she murmured as he caressed her tit, and his other hand opened the wraparound skirt.
'Yeah,' he nodded, letting the skirt drop to the floor, and their lips pressed tightly together, his knob sliding against her stomach as her hands slipped his shirt from his shoulders and arms.
She caressed the shirt down his arms, her body arched forward off the balls of her feet to sandwich his cock between their stomachs. Flickerings of light behind her eyelids, she murmured as he sucked her tongue, and he opened the knot of the shirt.
Her tits pressed to his chest, and pulled against it as their tongues darted and slid together. Her hands moved over his shoulders, and slid down to push his pants from his hips and ass, her clit pulsing as she twisted the tap of her slit against the base of his thick length. His hands moved down the supple sweep of her back, and out over the plush pillows of her ass cheeks, drawing her tighter against his tool. Their lips slipped together around the lashings of their tongues. His heels pushed and pulled. against the rich orbs of her ass, his fingertips kneading its center base, the heat from her bog radiating back against them.
She raised one shapely leg, her full thigh sliding up along the outside of his, her heel lifting toward it. The movement opened her slit, and he felt the sleek heat of her against the base of his dorsal vein. His fingertips touched at the base of her furrow,, sliding against the moistness. She twisted her tits against his muscled chest, the burning pegs of her nipples pulling against it. The pants down below his knees, she clutched his ass, pulling him against her as she rocked her hips, moving her clit against his staff.
Waves of liquid heat went through her, and her head dropped back, her opened mouth leaving his, her fingers indenting his buttocks. She inhaled in a slow moan as the wet friction sent orgasms flashing out from her clit, her raised leg pressing in against his thigh and hip.
Murmuring, she dropped her face to his shoulder, her leg slipping back down. Her arms around him, he lifted one hand from her fanny, and he slipped the shirt from one shoulder as he kissed her flushed face. His hand returning to her luxuriant rear, his other hand lifted, and he removed the shirt.
She swallowed hard, and dampened her lips. Taking a deep breath that swelled her tits against him, she moved her hands to his hips, and straightened, leaning back from him a little.
'Let's see, you've been given head today, and have given it,' she mused with a little smile. 'So, it's undoubtedly time for some balling.'
'Undoubtedly,' he smiled, and she slipped down along his body, her stomach stroking his knob and shaft.
Her hands caressing his sides, her lips moved over his chest and his stomach. Her cheek moved down against his tool, and she turned her face as she went to one knee, her lips moving along him as her hands pushed his pants down around his ankles. She licked at his dorsal vein, and he slid his fingers through her golden-brown hair, electric heat going up his spine. She eased his shoes and socks off as she continued to lick, and he stepped out of his pants, one of her hands supporting him as he swayed before her.
She leaned back, and kissed his cock's head. Her hands at his legs, she looked up at him. Smiling, he looked down into her beaming face, and she flicked her tongue over his knob's lips again.
'Sure you've had enough head for today?' she smiled.
'Um, let's just say I'm more… up for balling,' he smiled as she stood up, and they moved toward the bed.
They slid onto the bed, and they kissed as their arms went around one another again, their legs entwining. His rod against her hip, he felt the heat of her box against his thigh, her big tits shifting against his chest. His hands moved over her ass to her hips, and they rolled over, her legs opening around him as they continued to kiss.
His hips lifted, his knob pressing against her abdomen. Her hands moved between them from his hips, and she curled her fingers around his trunk. His eyes closed as she pushed his knob down over her silky flesh, and into the soft curlings of her triangle. He arched his hips, and his knob was pressed into the top of her furrow, against her swollen clit. Holding her hips in place, he rotated his hips, pivoting his bulbous knob against her pearl.
She moaned into his mouth as the soft fleshed fullness of his cock's head turned against her burning clit, and her hands tightened around his shaft, turning the flesh around and along his hardness. His moan of pleasure mingled with hers, their tongues stretching out along one another's.
Their lips parting, they looked into one another's glazed eyes, and he eased his hips from side to side as he continued to rotate them, and she gasped, her head going back. She pushed off her shoulders and heels, her body arching against him, thrusting her clit against the malleable knob. The oven of her cunt shook with waves of heat as her clit sparked against his knob, and her hands pulled at him, shaking his cock's head against it as she came.
He inhaled through clenched teeth, her hands stroking him as his knob turned against the wet head of her pearl. The come boiled within him, and his shoulders bunched as he strove to restrain it, his groin muscles
