09-01-2019, 02:24 PM
When that was no longer the thrill it had once been, she started driving her fingers in and out of her cunt in imitation of the hot scene in front of her.
Her fingers weren't anything like a cock. But they were better than letting her cunt cry out, hungry for attention. The thick oils dribbled over her fingers, filling the palm of her hand. Soon, she was totally drenched with her own fuck fluids.
"My body! I'm on fire! I ... aaaaieeee!" The woman on the receiving end of that long, powerful prick climaxed. Her body stiffened and a husk of sheer pleasure covered her face. She sucked in her breath and arched her back trying to drive her cunt down over the impaling spike of the cock lodged in her cunt.
All too soon, she let out a long, loud sigh and relaxed. But the man fucking her wasn't ready to come yet. He was still fucking her clutching manhole with all the power he could summon. His ass tightened and then shot forward in a wild release of energy.
"Oh, keep flicking! My cunt's still on fire!"
He was pulling her body into his groin with every stroke of his prick. The man was giving the teacher the fucking of her life. The faster he fucked, the more she liked it.
His balls had collapsed into a hard, tight sphere that bothered him.
The need to blast out his jism into her hungering cunt was on him while trying to keep the fiery tide locked in his balls was making his prick feel as if it would explode like a stick of dynamite.
No matter how he tried, the tumbling and churning of his balls made him teeter on the edge of control. But still he fucked into the wet, steamy hot interior of her cunt. The need to be surrounded by her clutching sheath -of cunt was inbred - he was a man.
She was a woman waiting to be fucked. How could he refuse such a basic urge? The watching woman finally decided she should leave.
The man's lust was so obvious and it was almost embarrassing to her. The way his prick vanished so lewdly in the grinning cunt lips was a hint that she was witnessing something she shouldn't.
As Shanti turned to go down the hall, she saw: the principal sauntering along.
She sucked in her breath. This wouldn't do. And the way Adi was fucking Ramya, nothing short of an atomic bomb would make him stop.
"Good afternoon, Miss Rangaswamy," said Roy Bose. "Leaving for your next class so soon?" The principal was still far enough away from the doorway so that he couldn't hear the frantic sounds of Adi and Ramya fucking.
And Shanti hoped she could keep it that way.
"Oh, Mr. Bose, did you see what those awful boys had done to the flagpole again?" She was babbling. It was the first thing that had come into her head. Last month, a gang had run some woman's panties up the flagpole and horrified several of the more staid groups around the College.
"Again? They .. .? Oh, hell. I'd better go check it out, I suppose. Thank you for telling me, Miss Rangaswamy." The look in his eyes told the teacher that the man would rather have stayed and talked to her. She had the suspicion that he was hot for her ass.
It seemed as if everyone on the campus had unbridled passions and let them run free whenever they wanted. And if anyone got caught at it, it was their ass in a sling.
Shanti didn't understand this stupid double standard. She was a hard-loving woman who loved a good fuck, who needed it.
And if any of the studs prowling around the College gave it to her, they'd all be in trouble. Yet all of them did it. She shook her head, idly rubbed a hand across her hidden snatch and then remembered the hot and heavy action going down inside the teachers' StaffRoom.
Ramya and Adi might never know how she'd saved their jobs for them but it didn't matter. It had been worth the small risk she'd taken. And now, she felt she was entitled to watch. She'd earned the right.
As the woman sneaked back to the half-open door, the sounds from inside were even hotter than. before. She looked at what was happening and her eyes widened. She hadn't believed Ramya was that acrobatic.
The woman was bent double like a pretzel on the small table. Her legs were pulled back so that her legs dangled over Adi's shoulders,
The tops of her thighs Pressed hard into her tits. Every time the man stroked into her widely exposed cunt, she emitted a tiny groan of pleasure.
Shanti guessed that Adi could drive his prick deeper into her steamy cunt in this position than from any other. The way Ramya was twisted around, she, had to be getting a hell of a lot of enjoyment from the fucking. Otherwise, the chink in her back would have been bothering her.
"Keep going, Adi darling! I love that prick of yours! It makes me feel like a complete woman!"
"Cunt's so tight," the man mumbled, "so fucking, damned tiiiiight,"
"Yes! And all for you! For, your cock!" His body pressed her legs down into her body.
Her cunt gaped wide open so that the spying woman could see the cunt lips lewdly smile and take in the purple end of his fuck stick. His balls and he had collapsed into a hard little globe that no longer wetly slapped against her upturned ass. He was burying himself all the way to the hilt in her gooey twat.
Shanti sighed as she saw the exciting sight. That cock going into the hungry cunt was more than she could stand. She reached back under her petticoat and found her own flowing gash. Fingers ready, she drove them into her cunt.
That sent a wild surge of joy racing through her body. She closed her eyes and imagined she was the one on the table getting her brains fucked out. His cock was inside her, twisting, turning, driving ever deeper. He was probing for her innermost cunt.
The tingles in her pussy lips were passed along to the twitchy walls of her cunt. She shuddered as she felt the sexual tensions mount in her belly. The way her heart speeded up made her breath come faster.
She imagined him poised over her body like he was over Ramya's. Her cunt yawned wide for him. She was totally wanton. She wanted his cock more than anything else in the world. She could prove it with her dripping, obscenely wet twat, too.
As one of her fingers stabbed into her pussy, she shivered. Another finger went in and then another. She started stroking back and forth. The velvety softness of her pussy walls hardened a little as her muscles tensed from the excitement.
His cock-that was what was in her cunt, not her fingers. He was fucking her. She could hear him breathing and over the thunder of her own pulse hammering wildly in her head, she could hear and his harsh breathing. She could feel his cock delving ever deeper into her juicy, steamy hot cunt.
The first contraction of her cunt walls clamped down on her fingers.
When orgasm gripped her body, she was panting and gasping and moaning out her joy.
He was fucking her! That was his cock inside her needy cunt! He had come over to give her the fine gift of his cock!
She sobbed openly, tears running down her face. It wasn't any good. The come hadn't released all her tensions. She still felt tautness inside that made her edgy, uptight.
In the room, Adi was still fucking hard into the other teacher's clinging cunt.
"I . . . I can't hold it! I'm comiiiing!" The man's entire body stiffened as he drove his prick balls deep into the woman's cunt. He pumped out every single drop of his pearly white jism. And then his cock limply fell from the woman's still oozing cunt.
A tiny puddle of his cum and her cunt juice formed on the table under her ass. Then Ramya disengaged her legs and rolled free. She went to the man and took him in her arms for a big kiss.
"I love the way you fuck! You're one stud in a million!" Ramya was lascivious.
"And how would you know? Have you fucked a million guys? That cunt of yours is mighty tight for such a feat. You might go into a record book if you've really had a million men." he was calling her a slut.
"Some of them just seem like it. But you're special, Adi!" Shanti didn't know if anything was going to start between the two or not.
She decided it was time for her to split and to hell with the notebook.
She didn't want to seem to be prying into their personal lives.
But she wished Adi would pry into her holes - all of them.
Just once to drive away the demons of longing still inhabiting her body, Shanti the Tamil Iyer slut wanted this dick in her pussy ass and all holes - and she will acquire it.
Her fingers weren't anything like a cock. But they were better than letting her cunt cry out, hungry for attention. The thick oils dribbled over her fingers, filling the palm of her hand. Soon, she was totally drenched with her own fuck fluids.
"My body! I'm on fire! I ... aaaaieeee!" The woman on the receiving end of that long, powerful prick climaxed. Her body stiffened and a husk of sheer pleasure covered her face. She sucked in her breath and arched her back trying to drive her cunt down over the impaling spike of the cock lodged in her cunt.
All too soon, she let out a long, loud sigh and relaxed. But the man fucking her wasn't ready to come yet. He was still fucking her clutching manhole with all the power he could summon. His ass tightened and then shot forward in a wild release of energy.
"Oh, keep flicking! My cunt's still on fire!"
He was pulling her body into his groin with every stroke of his prick. The man was giving the teacher the fucking of her life. The faster he fucked, the more she liked it.
His balls had collapsed into a hard, tight sphere that bothered him.
The need to blast out his jism into her hungering cunt was on him while trying to keep the fiery tide locked in his balls was making his prick feel as if it would explode like a stick of dynamite.
No matter how he tried, the tumbling and churning of his balls made him teeter on the edge of control. But still he fucked into the wet, steamy hot interior of her cunt. The need to be surrounded by her clutching sheath -of cunt was inbred - he was a man.
She was a woman waiting to be fucked. How could he refuse such a basic urge? The watching woman finally decided she should leave.
The man's lust was so obvious and it was almost embarrassing to her. The way his prick vanished so lewdly in the grinning cunt lips was a hint that she was witnessing something she shouldn't.
As Shanti turned to go down the hall, she saw: the principal sauntering along.
She sucked in her breath. This wouldn't do. And the way Adi was fucking Ramya, nothing short of an atomic bomb would make him stop.
"Good afternoon, Miss Rangaswamy," said Roy Bose. "Leaving for your next class so soon?" The principal was still far enough away from the doorway so that he couldn't hear the frantic sounds of Adi and Ramya fucking.
And Shanti hoped she could keep it that way.
"Oh, Mr. Bose, did you see what those awful boys had done to the flagpole again?" She was babbling. It was the first thing that had come into her head. Last month, a gang had run some woman's panties up the flagpole and horrified several of the more staid groups around the College.
"Again? They .. .? Oh, hell. I'd better go check it out, I suppose. Thank you for telling me, Miss Rangaswamy." The look in his eyes told the teacher that the man would rather have stayed and talked to her. She had the suspicion that he was hot for her ass.
It seemed as if everyone on the campus had unbridled passions and let them run free whenever they wanted. And if anyone got caught at it, it was their ass in a sling.
Shanti didn't understand this stupid double standard. She was a hard-loving woman who loved a good fuck, who needed it.
And if any of the studs prowling around the College gave it to her, they'd all be in trouble. Yet all of them did it. She shook her head, idly rubbed a hand across her hidden snatch and then remembered the hot and heavy action going down inside the teachers' StaffRoom.
Ramya and Adi might never know how she'd saved their jobs for them but it didn't matter. It had been worth the small risk she'd taken. And now, she felt she was entitled to watch. She'd earned the right.
As the woman sneaked back to the half-open door, the sounds from inside were even hotter than. before. She looked at what was happening and her eyes widened. She hadn't believed Ramya was that acrobatic.
The woman was bent double like a pretzel on the small table. Her legs were pulled back so that her legs dangled over Adi's shoulders,
The tops of her thighs Pressed hard into her tits. Every time the man stroked into her widely exposed cunt, she emitted a tiny groan of pleasure.
Shanti guessed that Adi could drive his prick deeper into her steamy cunt in this position than from any other. The way Ramya was twisted around, she, had to be getting a hell of a lot of enjoyment from the fucking. Otherwise, the chink in her back would have been bothering her.
"Keep going, Adi darling! I love that prick of yours! It makes me feel like a complete woman!"
"Cunt's so tight," the man mumbled, "so fucking, damned tiiiiight,"
"Yes! And all for you! For, your cock!" His body pressed her legs down into her body.
Her cunt gaped wide open so that the spying woman could see the cunt lips lewdly smile and take in the purple end of his fuck stick. His balls and he had collapsed into a hard little globe that no longer wetly slapped against her upturned ass. He was burying himself all the way to the hilt in her gooey twat.
Shanti sighed as she saw the exciting sight. That cock going into the hungry cunt was more than she could stand. She reached back under her petticoat and found her own flowing gash. Fingers ready, she drove them into her cunt.
That sent a wild surge of joy racing through her body. She closed her eyes and imagined she was the one on the table getting her brains fucked out. His cock was inside her, twisting, turning, driving ever deeper. He was probing for her innermost cunt.
The tingles in her pussy lips were passed along to the twitchy walls of her cunt. She shuddered as she felt the sexual tensions mount in her belly. The way her heart speeded up made her breath come faster.
She imagined him poised over her body like he was over Ramya's. Her cunt yawned wide for him. She was totally wanton. She wanted his cock more than anything else in the world. She could prove it with her dripping, obscenely wet twat, too.
As one of her fingers stabbed into her pussy, she shivered. Another finger went in and then another. She started stroking back and forth. The velvety softness of her pussy walls hardened a little as her muscles tensed from the excitement.
His cock-that was what was in her cunt, not her fingers. He was fucking her. She could hear him breathing and over the thunder of her own pulse hammering wildly in her head, she could hear and his harsh breathing. She could feel his cock delving ever deeper into her juicy, steamy hot cunt.
The first contraction of her cunt walls clamped down on her fingers.
When orgasm gripped her body, she was panting and gasping and moaning out her joy.
He was fucking her! That was his cock inside her needy cunt! He had come over to give her the fine gift of his cock!
She sobbed openly, tears running down her face. It wasn't any good. The come hadn't released all her tensions. She still felt tautness inside that made her edgy, uptight.
In the room, Adi was still fucking hard into the other teacher's clinging cunt.
"I . . . I can't hold it! I'm comiiiing!" The man's entire body stiffened as he drove his prick balls deep into the woman's cunt. He pumped out every single drop of his pearly white jism. And then his cock limply fell from the woman's still oozing cunt.
A tiny puddle of his cum and her cunt juice formed on the table under her ass. Then Ramya disengaged her legs and rolled free. She went to the man and took him in her arms for a big kiss.
"I love the way you fuck! You're one stud in a million!" Ramya was lascivious.
"And how would you know? Have you fucked a million guys? That cunt of yours is mighty tight for such a feat. You might go into a record book if you've really had a million men." he was calling her a slut.
"Some of them just seem like it. But you're special, Adi!" Shanti didn't know if anything was going to start between the two or not.
She decided it was time for her to split and to hell with the notebook.
She didn't want to seem to be prying into their personal lives.
But she wished Adi would pry into her holes - all of them.
Just once to drive away the demons of longing still inhabiting her body, Shanti the Tamil Iyer slut wanted this dick in her pussy ass and all holes - and she will acquire it.
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