Heather quickly got to her feet and leaned over the edge of the big desk, poking her adorable behind right at the wildly aroused vice-principal. In a moment he was doing just what she asked for, sinking his long pole deep into her pussy, still slippery and quivering from the effects of the broom and the copious juices the little janitor had deposited there. But it was not exactly what she wanted. "No. Not there, Mr. Cummings. The other place. I want to feel your prick in my behind. Fuck me in the bum! Ream me please!" "Fuck!" cried Mr. Cummings, looking down at his cock buried to the balls in her cunt, and the tiny opening of her asshole just above it. He didn't believe it. This little cunt wanted him to screw her in the ass. He had never done such a thing, though he had often imagined it as he watched the young students in their tight jeans; and he had once tried it with his wife but it had hurt both of them too much. But Heather! Heather's delicious ass! The very idea made his cock jump deep inside her cunt. It would tear her apart. Feeling his cock throb with renewed excitement Heather began to fear that he might come in her pussy before she got what she wanted. "Quick! Hurry, please, Sir! In my ass, ream my ass!" "Damn fucking right, I'll ream your ass, you little cock-teaser. And you won't be able to sit down for a month!" The vice-principal pulled back. His long cock seemed to take forever to slide out of her clutching pussy lips. It took a real effort of will on his part to pull it that last couple of inches so that it popped out into the air again. Even Heather moaned in involuntary distress. But her moans turned to sighs of contentment as she felt him awkwardly placing the head of his cock at the wrinkled brown entrance to her intestines. He couldn't believe it would go in there, it seemed so tiny and tight, but something was driving him to try. "Oh my yes! That's it, sir! Now push it in me. Hard!" "Fuck!" he cried as he shoved forward brutally, not caring what he did to the little girl. He was too far gone with lust to consider the consequences. His cock-head pressed painfully against her tight little opening, sliding away along the sweaty crack. "How do you like that, you little bitch" "Oh yes Sir! I like it! I love it like that! Push hard, Sir. Push your cock into my ass! Hurry!" Something inside him wanted to punish this little girl for putting him in this position. Something else in him just wanted to bury his cock as far into her ass as it would go. He held his shaft in position and shoved forward, feeling the knob of his cock flatten painfully against her tiny opening. But Heather squirmed her ass and pushed back at the same time with such force that before he quite knew what had happened, his long cock was sunk half-way into her ass and he could feel her tight hot sheath squeezing down on him. He was overcome with erotic fury. Closing his eyes he pulled back and plunged in again, grabbing her hips to help him thrust. In a few seconds he was completely buried in her, the firm round cheeks of her ass pressed against his belly. Frantically he pulled his shirt aside so he could feel her flesh on his. Then he began sawing in and out of her with great, driving strokes, overwhelmed by the tightness and the heat and the strength with which Heather clamped her ass muscles down on him, but even more so by the very idea of what he was doing. Heather squirmed back in ecstasy, loving the feeling of his long rod slicing into her, clenching and squeezing her ass muscles, gasping in delight as he drove into her over and over again. It was so good. It was always so good when she had a cock in her, no matter where. She came with a series of small explosions that made her asshole clutch convulsively at the cock that filled it. Cummings was so incredibly excited, and Heather's ass was much too tight, for him to last long, and in less than two minutes he collapsed panting onto her back. His weight pressed her tits cruelly against his desk as his cock throbbed and squirted its load deep into her bowels. Heather moaned and came again as she felt him shoot, then she gently squeezed his shrinking cock in gratitude. When he finally recovered and pulled away, Cummings looked down at the fragile body still spread over his desk, at the round swell of her girlish ass, at his own stained and streaked cock. He couldn't believe it; it couldn't have happened. But he was even more shocked and incredulous when the young girl turned around and smiled happily up at him, reaching out for his now limp prick. Then she fell to her knees in front of him and kissed the head of his cock. "Now I want to taste it, Mr. Cummings. That was so good. Your cock fist so nice in my behind. But it got all dirty there, so I'm going to clean it off." "Shit, girl! You can't! What the fuck It's... That's filthy!" "I know. That's why I like it so much!" And she bent happily to her work. Despite his revulsion at the thought, he could not resist. Heather licked avidly at his cock, searching out every speck of flavour, taking it inside her warm mouth again and washing it with her tongue. And while she sucked and licked she spoke to him, and in those few minutes she made him realize that she would love to let him drive his long prick into her asshole, cunt, or mouth again, but that Mr. Mascalla was her very dear friend, and if he lost his job she would be so sad that she might not want to fuck the vice-principal again, ever. A shaken Mr. Cummings slowly pulled on his trousers again as Heather bounced out of his office, her bare ass flashing under her short skirt. Heather continued on out of the school. Temporarily, at least, her itches had been scratched. Besides, she was sure that there was no one else left in the building. It had been a nice end to her school day. Now she had to stop by Pop's to pick up a spare pair of panties to replace the ones she had left in the boiler-room. Not that she would put them on, though; it was still a long walk home, and who knew how many nice cocks she might run into - or have run into her - on the way...

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