Cheryl knelt there, leaning back on her legs, her face still glossy with my cum as she seemed to come back to earth. She looked at her fingers from which she had, only seconds before, been licking clean of my semen as if they might have belonged to someone else. Looking up at me and my still hard cock, she giggled nervously. I don't think she was quite aware of how she had let herself go during my climax, the way she had talked to me like a dirty whore, the way she had begged me for my cum. She was a sight to behold, and I was far from through with her.
"Cheryl," I said, "I want you to stand up, face the desk, bend over it and reach back and raise your skirt for me." A bit wobbly on her legs, she complied, turning and laying her upper body across my desk. Slowly she reached back and pulled her cheerleading skirt up to her waist and then gripped the edge of the desk, waiting for what was to happen next.
I rolled forward in my chair, my breath sucking in at the sight I beheld. Her white panties were such an erotic contrast with her tanned flesh. Those panties along with her cheerleading uniform, sneakers and white ankle socks made her the perfect fantasy for any man who lusted after a young schoolgirl tease. Her ass, clad only in thin, virginal, cotton, was so tight, so perfect, it was all I could do not to tear those panties aside and bury my face in it. But I vowed to go slowly and enjoy her to the maximum.
I reached down and wrapped my hands loosely around her ankles and started to slide my hands upward. Her skin was silky smooth and flawless, and the feel of her taut calves and thighs beneath my hands made my cock harder still. Reaching her ass, I cupped those tight, eight-teen year old cheeks in my hands and squeezed, exploring those globes, teasing myself with the fact that her panties still separated her ass from my sight. I ran my hands back down her legs, then up the insides of her thighs until I cupped her pussy. I was pleased and turned on to find the crotch of her panties damp, and I traced the outline of her bulging vaginal lips with my fingers. She moaned, and wiggled her ass ever so slightly. I knew then that she was mine, that even if I gave her an A+ right now she would not get up from that desk.
I brought my face tantalizingly close to her pussy and ass, breathing in her musk, and then, lowering my head, I let my tongue slide out and taste the flesh of her inner thigh. She jumped, as if a current of electricity had passed through her body, and I let my tongue trail it's way upwards, teasing her now with my snails pace, slowly, so slowly, working my way closer and closer to her panty covered pussy. I could see the wet spot on her crotch growing from the size of a nickel to the size of a quarter, and then lengthen and spread beneath her ever-moistening slit. At long last, I let the tip of my tongue touch her panty crotch, tasting her juices for the first time. She gasped and groaned out loud.
I continued to tease her, sliding my tongue up and down the wet material of her panty crotch, feeding my own panty fetish until the white cotton was sopping wet with my saliva and her nectar. She began to pant and thrust her ass back at me, but I refused to give her what she needed so badly just yet.
After several more minutes of this torment, I finally reached up and took hold of the waistband of her panties, and slowly peeled them away from her ass. The crotch clung to her soaking pussy as I pulled them free. I lowered them to her knees before refocusing on her now naked ass and cunt.
Her ass was so round, so perfect, so tight. Her neatly trimmed blonde pussy pouted at me, glistening with her excitement. "Reach back and open yourself for me." I commanded, and she did, gripping her own ass cheeks and pulling them wide, exposing her open cunt and asshole. Her legs were trembling now, and pre-cum was drooling from my engorged cock head. I leaned forward and darted the tip of my tongue into her bare slit. The taste was pure heaven, and she pulled herself even wider. I did it again; dancing my tongue ever so lightly up and down her slit, each time going a bit deeper, licking a bit harder. Her breath was coming in sharp gasps, "Ah, ah, ah, ah…" she repeated with each thrust of my tongue. At last, unable to contain myself for another second, I let myself go and buried my tongue into her sweet hole!
She came then, her hips bucking and jerking, her juice flowing into my mouth. I could feel the muscles in her thighs clenching, and I tongue fucked her until her feet came off the floor. She rode one shattering orgasm after another, and as they began to subside, I slid my lips down to her clit, capturing it and lashing it with my tongue. A fresh wave of climaxes hit her, and a long, "Ghhaaaaaa…" escaped her throat. I wouldn't let her stop cumming. I snaked my tongue deep into her cunt, scooping out her juices while I rubbed her clit with my fingers. Then I slid first one, then two fingers into her wet hole and I moved my mouth up to her puckered, rosebud ass hole and commenced to rim that sweet treasure. Stiffening my tongue, I slid it into her tight ass hole, and she exploded again, clawing franticly at the desk, squirming around on its surface.
"Oh gaaawwdd!" She squealed. The words fell from her mouth in an uncontrolled flood. "Your tongue in my asshole, oh god, so dirty, its so fucking dirty Mr. Smith and it's making me cuummmm! Oh please don't stop, don't stop, don't stop licking my ass oh goooodddd!" And she was off again, another orgasm wracking her body. Her hips jerked and bucked under my assault, but I stayed with her, French kissing her asshole while my fingers continued their assault on her drooling cunt. Her juices glistened on her thighs and her heady aroma filled my senses, driving me mad. I reached down with my free hand, tugging her panties completely off and wrapped them around my cock, nearly cumming at the feel of the damp cotton on my shaft.
I licked her ass and fingered her through several more climaxes before granting her a brief reprieve. I leaned back in my chair, slowly jacking off with her panties while I watched her. She lay limp across the desk, her hips still shuddering involuntarily, little girl sighs escaping her lips. I brought her panties to my nose and inhaled their intimate fragrance, and even though I had had my tongue in her cunt just minutes before, the scent of her panties was almost more erotic for me. My love of soiled panties brought me to the brink of cumming again, but I stopped short, letting my passion ebb for a moment.
I stood up behind her and rested my swollen cock between her ass cheeks. "Are you a virgin, Cheryl?" I asked.
"No," She replied, "I'm not. But I've only gone all the way once, and it wasn't with a cock like yours, Mr. Smith." She suddenly looked over her shoulder, a worried expression creasing her features, "B-but you can't fuck me, please! I'm not on the pill, I can't get pregnant!"
I laughed. "Not to worry, Cheryl, I'm vasectomy safe, and as a matter of fact I CAN fuck you, and I'm GOING to fuck you, and your going to thank me for it, isn't that right?"
She looked back at me, looked at my cock sliding between her ass cheeks. "Yes, Sir." She whispered, and without my telling her to, she reached back again and spread herself wide for me. "That's a good little slut." I said, gripping my cock and lowering it to her soaking pussy. I nestled the purple head inside her lips and teased her with it, running it up and down her slit, getting it wet, rubbing it over her swollen clit which brought fresh whimpers from her. I pushed forward just a bit until my cock head disappeared into her snatch and she groaned, wiggling her ass. "You want me to fuck you, don't you Cheryl?"
"Oh god…" she panted.
"Don't you?"
"Yes! Oh Mr. Smith, yes! I need it so bad!"
"Then beg me for it! I want to hear you beg for your teacher cock!"