Before I begin this story, let me give you a little description of Dick Dallas, the star of our erotic adventure. Dick Dallas is the janitor at Irondequoit High School, and although he gets the job done on the dirty tables and floors, he has always aspired toward greater success. At first it was being a private detective, but that didn't work out. So now he wants to be a porn star. We couldn't get any movie equipment...(at least not yet) so I agreed to write the plots for these pornos in erotic story form for all of you to enjoy.
Dick, or Mr. Dallas, stands about six feet tall. Concealed beneath his black NASCAR T shirt and tight fitting jeans is a two hundred pound frame of rippling muscle that comes from his special porno star workout. His look is straight out of 1975. His wavy light brown locks are perfectly formed around his head, and make all the ladies, from teachers right down to sophomores, melt with desire. Dick Dallas wears his mustache bushy and has the large tinted sunglasses to boot. Every day he stops at the deli and picks up a case. He can be seen soon afterward downing beers and reminiscing with friends about old times, old flames, and ancient sexual encounters. I'm not trying to say that Dick Dallas lives in the past. He is always on the lookout for pussy and has lots of luck with the ladies.
It was a muggy Friday afternoon, about four o'clock. This is the janitor's time to shine. Dallas had just finished some hardcore mopping in the small cafe and was heading up the stairs to try to see what he could do about that puke stain in front of the chemistry lab. From the heat, beads of sweat began to accumulate on his brow. As he wiped them, the smell from the disgusting stain, still fresh from ninth period, hit him like a smack in the face. It was at times like this that he began to rethink his decision to go into the field of educational maintenance engineer.
All of a sudden, "Ohhhh God!!!" he heard a scream from one of the ladies rooms down the hall!
"Someone's in trouble!!" he thought. He quickly sprang into action, sprinting towards the bathroom like a bullet. The screams came again. "Ohh Shiiit!!"
Bursting into the bathroom, he quickly surveyed the scene. He saw nothing out of the ordinary, in fact, his assistant Sydney had scrubbed the sinks and mopped the floor and they sparkled with cleanliness. The sounds came again, but somehow they were more subdued. "Ohhh god yes..." Dallas sniffed the air, the familiar aroma of a women's sex penetrated his nostrils. He kicked open the second stall, and there, to his delight, was a young girl, back arched over the toilet, eyes rolled up into the back of her head, cheerleading skirt hiked up about her slim waist and fingers massaging furiously her delicious wet cunt. He recognized her. This was Kelly Ames, captain of the cheerleading team and the hottest senior at Irondequoit. This was the part of the job that he loved.
"mmmmm..." she said, looking up at him. "I was just letting off a little steam before the big game. I didn't know I was moaning that loud."
"Can I give you a hand with that?" He asked with a confident grin. He knew he had her.
"You can give me a hell of a lot more than that!" she exclaimed. She eyed the crotch of his jeans slyly. "That is, if you are man enough for the task." She saw the bulge in his jeans grow larger. "Dick" Dallas was straining to break free. Without another word she left her perch on the toilet and began to undo his belt. She dropped his pants about his ankles. He stepped out of them. His enormous cock sprang free from his briefs and her eyes grew wide with surprise and glee! He was at least 12 inches, if not more. His entire length throbbed with passion and his balls were tight, full of pent up jism waiting to be released.
