The next day, assistant principal Doreen Ingalls stopped Bobby in the school hallway. "Can you stop by my apartment after school today, Robert?" she asked, her voice soft and sultry, "I haven't seen you for a while." She paused, then she whispered, "The door will be unlocked, just come in. I'll be in my bedroom, waiting for you."
Bobby had experienced the pleasures of the assistant principal's body before and the prospect of doing so again thrilled him. When he arrived at Miss Ingalls' apartment after school, he walked in the unlocked front door and headed for the bedroom, just as Miss Ingalls told him to do. He stopped when he heard what sounded like the voices of two people talking. What was going on? Had Miss Ingalls forgotten she'd invited him over? Why was there someone else with her? He thought about turning around and leaving, but he didn't because the conversation he'd heard stopped and what sounded like moaning started.
Instead, his heart pounding, the young man moved toward the bedroom. The closer he got, the louder the moans got. He knew what he was hearing, too. They were moans of pleasure! The closer he got to the closed bedroom door, the more excited he got. He stopped outside the slightly ajar bedroom door and listened carefully. Then he pushed the door open a little farther so he could see what was going on in Miss Ingalls' bedroom and gaped at the scene unfolding in front of his eyes. He hadn't expected this, not in his wildest dreams! Miss Ingalls and another woman, who looked familiar, were naked on the assistant principal's bed, making love to each other!
"Oh, God!!!! Oh, God!!! Loverrr!!!! Eat meee!!!!! Oh, God!!!!! Yeahhhh!!!! Eat meeeeeee!!!!!" Miss Ingalls was wailing. Whoever she was making love with was obviously making her feel very good.
Bobby told himself he should leave, but didn't. He had to find out what was going on! He had to find out who was with Miss Ingalls. He opened the door to the bedroom a little farther so he could observe what was going on in the room. What he saw surprised him, surprised him a lot!
The woman in Miss Ingalls' bed, making love with Miss Ingalls, was Mrs. Tillman, the English teacher, a woman Bobby had also slept with! Both women were nude and Mrs. Tillman's face was buried between Miss Ingalls' outstretched, trembling legs. The assistant principal was writhing and moaning while her hands flailed, trying to find something to grab.
Bobby's cock snapped to life. The scene he was observing was incredibly erotic. Gaping, he watched the two beautiful women pleasure each other. Judging from the sounds Miss Ingalls was making, Mrs. Tillman was very good at eating pussy. Her head covered the assistant principal's pussy, so Bobby couldn't see much, but the way Miss Ingalls' body was moving, he knew Mrs. Tillman's wildly moving finger was making Miss Ingalls feel wonderful.
Wide-eyed, the young man watched his teacher's arm move as she thrust her fingers in and out of the dark-haired assistant principal's pussy. Bobby shifted position, trying to ease the cramped quarters his swollen cock was in. It didn't help much.
"Gahhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Oh, Lord!!! Oh, Lordddddddd!!!!" Miss Ingalls cried. "Lois!!!! Oh, God, Lois!!! I'm going to come!!! I'm going to come!!!!! Gahhhhhh!!! I'm commmmmmmmmnggggggggg!!!! Yessssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!! Oh, Lorddddddddddddddddd, yesssssssssssssss!!!!!!!" The assistant principal's lovely body arched and twisted as her orgasm hit her.
The blonde English teacher atop her kept going until her friend lay limp on the bed. Mrs. Tillman didn't stop. She began licking and sucking the assistant principal's breasts again. Miss Ingalls began stroking her friend's body.
"My turn!" she exclaimed, pushing the teacher on her side. "I want to make you feel that good, too!"
Bobby continued to watch the women make love. He couldn't have left if the house were on fire.
Down over her friend's writhing body, Miss Ingalls' lips, tongue, and hands moved, caressing, stroking, building the fires of passion higher and higher.
The young man watched avidly. He was getting turned on! The scene unfolding in front of him was the most exciting thing he'd ever seen! He watched and heard Mrs. Tillman groan passionately when Miss Ingalls sucked her nipples, Bobby knew from personal experience that Mrs. Tillman's nipples were super-sensitive, and he anticipated the wild reaction that would come from Miss Ingalls sucking them.
"Oh, God, Doreen!!!! Oh, God!!!! Oh, God!!!!" Mrs. Tillman cried, "I love it when you suck my breasts!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!! That feels so wonderful!!!!"
Miss Ingalls had had several fingers stuffed into her companion's tight pussy, twirling them, rubbing her clit. Mrs. Tillman gripped her breasts and her back arched.
"Eat meeeee!!! Please, Doreen!!! Eat meeeee!!!!" the teacher begged while her friend continued stroking her thighs and kissing her everywhere but where she wanted to be kissed. Mrs. Tillman's hips rose seeking the release she needed so desperately. "Pleeeeeeaseeeeeee!!!!!" she begged.
The lovely females remained locked together in heated embrace, their mouths joined, tongues entwining. The sight was almost more than Bobby could stand. He could hardly breathe and his cock was as rigid as steel. He wanted to jump into bed with them, but he wasn't sure that's what Miss Ingalls wanted them to do. Anxious to see what they were going to do next, he stayed where he was.
The embrace ended and Miss Ingalls rolled onto her back. "Sit on me, Lois!" she exclaimed, "Sit on me so I can eat you!"
As Bobby watched, transfixed, Mrs. Tillman straddled Miss Ingalls, placing her legs on either side of her friend's face, her buttocks settling on the assistant principal's generous breasts.
Bobby stepped back, wary of being seen. He heard a soft, impassioned sigh, took a chance, stepped back to the corner of the doorway and peered around it carefully. Mrs. Tillman's eyes were closed, her head hung back, her mouth was open. She licked her lips and her hands squeezed her breasts. He could see Miss Ingalls' tongue lashing Mrs. Tillman's pussy, making the teacher's body quiver.
Miss Ingalls, who was obviously no novice at eating pussy, was doing a fine job, judging from the way her blonde companion was reacting. Suddenly the English teacher stiffened, her fingers digging into her breasts, nipples protruding between them. "Gonna come!!! Doreeeeeen!!! I'm gonna come!!!" she cried, then, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Passionate moans poured from her as her body continued quivering and Miss Ingalls continued licking and sucking the puffy lips of her vagina.
Bobby watched Mrs. Tillman lean over backward, then roll off Miss Ingalls, who quickly reversed herself and began caressing and kissing the now-satisfied English teacher.
While Mrs. Tillman lay breathing hard, only partially conscious, Miss Ingalls reached across the bed, under the pillow, and pulled out a long, flesh-colored object of some kind. Bobby stared. It was a dildo! He gulped when Mrs. Ingalls took the device into her mouth, looking as if she relished what she was doing. When she had the dildo sufficiently wet, she began rubbing the tip between Mrs. Tillman's excitement-wet pussy lips, The teacher went wild again.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, God, Doreen!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Mrs. Tillman cried. "I love it when you use that on me!!!! Put it in meeeee!!!! Please!!! Put it in me!!!!!"
Miss Ingalls teased Mrs. Tillman with the dildo until the teacher was babbling mindlessly. Only then did the assistant principal slowly insert the fake cock into her and begin fucking her with it, using slow, deep thrusts.
Bobby watched, wide-eyed, and saw Mrs. Tillman's body explode into spasms of delight. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Oh, Jesus!!! Oh, Jesus!!!" the teacher wailed. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!"
Miss Ingalls began licking Mrs. Tillman's clit while she fucked her with the dildo. The English teacher's movements got even more frantic and her hands pulled the covers into a tangle of cloth. At last, after Bobby had begun to think Mrs. Tillman would never stop coming, she collapsed on the bed. Miss Ingalls gave her friend's pussy one last kiss, pulled the dildo out of her, and tossed it aside. Then she stretched out next to the spent woman and took her in her arms.
"God, Doreen!" Mrs. Tillman cooed, "That was superb! I love it when you do me with that thing! It feels so real!"