0 comments/ 36006 views/ 2 favorites Cupboard Love By: True Blue Aussies I'd just returned from an extended overseas trip and was still adjusting to the hot weather, cloudless skies and great looking topless girls basking on white sandy beaches, when I received an invitation to a fancy dress party. I was in a big dilemma, as I had no inspiration for a costume. But then when I searched through my suitcase, I came across the white porcelain mask I'd bought in Canada. The mask was a full face one, coloured entirely white with a prominent lopsided and lecherous grin; it was a haunting likeness of a leering man. I then borrowed a pair of baggy white cricket trousers and went along looking just like an English cricket dandy wearing a mask. At least it was original idea and not wanting to remove the mask, I spent the entire evening sucking drinks through a straw. I spent the evening drinking and flirting with the numerous single women intrigued by my costume. I had been there a few hours when I went to the fridge to get another drink. Probably because I had successfully mastered the art of sucking alcohol through a straw, a bottle slipped from my hand and ended up smashed on the floor. I found a broom and dustpan in a large cupboard under the stairs and quickly cleaned up the mess. With the broom returned to the far corner, someone walked into the cupboard. Startled, I spun around and found myself staring at a girl dressed seductively in a white almost see-through Roman toga. She looked no more then 20 and was very attractive. I was struck by her healthy tan and the prominent curve of her breasts outlined beautifully against the thin fabric. Her arms were tanned and bare to the shoulder, which complemented her firm waist and slender legs. She shut the cupboard door, effectively trapping me. "God! That mask turns me on!" she breathed. "Who are you? You don't know what that mask is doing to me?" She seemed to be driven by an uncontrollable, almost animalistic desire. Her breasts strained against the thin fabric of her costume every time she breathed in, her erect nipples clearly showed. I was stunned and lost for words, to say the least. I'd just spent three years in the winters of Canada and was still getting used to the tans and topless designer bikinis of Oz and suddenly, here was this gorgeous stranger making suggestions to me under a staircase! I stammered a few stupid replies, but the sound of my voice seemed to drive her even further over the edge. Her hips began to pump, pushing her pussy towards me in tiny movements, back and forward, back and forward. I couldn't keep my eyes off her as my cock came to life. She caught sight of my expanding cock. "Oh fuck me," she begged. "Fuck me here and now! Whoever you are, just fuck me!" She sat down on a stack of cartons with her back against the wall, her legs outstretched and parted. She kept looking at me as she gathered her toga up around her waist, all the time urging me on. "Come on, fuck me. Oh, stick it in. Come on, come on!" she pleaded. My cock had become rock hard and was making my baggy trousers look like a circus tent. Hesitantly, I took a step closer to her. Her hips were gyrating and her breathing was ragged as she lifted her costume, revealing a sheer black lacy body suit that clipped open at the crotch. Deftly she tore at the clips and revealed a swollen pussy and the barest patch of pure white skin set off by the brownness of her tan and her honey brown hair. Her inner lips glistened and were squeezing out from her pubic hair. I felt another surge in my cock and still couldn't believe my luck. Suddenly as if I were in a dream, I began fumbling with the unfamiliar buttons of my fly. This woman was beginning to moan, interspersed with small whimpers as she breathed. Her fingers were buried in her pussy and worked them feverishly as she played with herself. ''See how wet I am for you... Oh, God! Put it in, put it in! I want to feel you in me!" I finally got the last of the buttons undone and my trousers dropped to the floor. My cock stuck straight up out of my jocks, its head peeking over the waistband. I stood there and looked down at her as she unwrapped her toga to expose a magnificent set of breasts barely contained in her body suit. She caught sight of my rigid cock and gasped, "oh yes. Come on, ooohhhh yeess!" The cupboard was suddenly filled with a heavy musk scent. I dropped my jocks and moved closer to her. My breathing was getting out of control and my knees were shaking. Immediately she reached out, grasped my cock and pulled me to her. She rubbed her clit and swollen lips with the head of my cock, encircled by her thumb and little finger and three middle fingers running up and down the underside of my shaft. She had to bend it down a fair way to get it to her pussy so I dropped to my knees. She was so wet I slid immediately into her cunt. Her lips were so thick that they wrapped tightly around my cock's head and every time my cock slid back and forth, I could hear a wet slurping sound. This preliminary lasted for what seemed like an eternity. Then she reached up and exposed her full, rounded tits by pulling the body suit tightly between them. Her nipples were like brown berries and stood erect, ready to be sucked. ''Oh touch them, touch my tits, " she moaned. As I reached out, she arched her back and guided her breasts into my hands. They were warm and firm and I greedily sucked them, occasionally gripping her erect nipples between my teeth. The angle of her hips brought my cock to the entrance of her vagina. I tensed my bum, pushed forward, and once again slid easily into her. I was jolted by the sheer ecstasy. She was so hot and velvety smooth I would have lost it completely had I not been in such a 'different' place. She reached behind my neck and began to grind herself onto me. She moved her cunt from side to side, and up and down. My cock was like a steel pole and she was doing her best to stir up her insides with it. I could feel her juices oozing down the base of my cock and over my balls. Every time she bottomed out, her thick lips scudded over the hairs around the base of my cock and I was in heaven. This woman was using my cock for her gratification as she grunted and fucked herself. She began kissing my mask, inserting her tongue into the small hole for the mouth. Her tongue only got in about half an inch and I reached for it with my own tongue. She went crazy as I held her tongue between my teeth and she started to orgasm. She opened herself even more as she ground her pubes into mine and swallowed my cock as deep as it would go. "Push into me! Come on, push into me," she moaned and grabbed my bum to force me deeper still. Her legs were spread wide and her left foot banged against the door of the cupboard. An uncontrollable shaking started in her hips and abdomen. She bucked and shuddered, let out a long low cry and came with a force that nearly knocked me off balance. Her cunt gave one powerful contraction followed by a series of flutters. By this stage, I was losing all inhibitions about where we were as my cock was steaming. She clutched her arms and legs around me as she quieted down a little, giving little shudders every now and again. Then again, she started pumping her cunt luxuriously over my rock hard cock and snuggled into me as she purred like a pussy. She moved her cunt right to the tip of my cock and immediately plunged downwards again. She fucked me slowly at first and gradually increased the tempo till I felt the tingling and stirring begin to build deep inside my balls. She whispered in my ear, "fill me, whoever you are. Come on, fill me with your cum." I was losing control and my cock seemed to expand to another level. I was ramming my cock between her spread-eagled thighs and had to manoeuvre her around, so her foot stopped banging against the door. She didn't seem to notice and never broke her rhythm, continually begging me to fill her. My cock throbbed and I rammed it in deep to explode my cum into her cunt. She jerked back powerfully and cried, "oh fuuuucckk!" Her legs snapped around me as she ground her cunt into me. She came again, her pussy fluttering and her arms clutching. We stayed like that for a while as I felt our combined juices trickle down my legs. I was exhausted and began to feel a cramp in my legs. We reluctantly moved apart and arranged our clothing. I tried to steady my knees when she kissed my mask again and slipped her tongue in. I nipped it and she melted into me again, pressing herself hard against me. I reached under her dress and pulled aside her body suit. I took hold of one of her inner lips and pulled them apart. They were like a big oyster, all oozy and hot. I rubbed my fingers over her stubby clit and instantly she moaned, burying her lips into my neck. I heard someone walk into the kitchen and open the fridge door. We stayed quiet and when the coast was clear she slipped out without a warning. I was in shock and it wasn't until I caught the scent of pussy juices on my fingers, that I realised what had happened. I bolted from the cupboard and searched for her all around the house. But she'd disappeared as mysteriously as she had appeared and I didn't know her name. About six months later, I ran into her at an inner city pub but she didn't show a glimmer of recognition when I struck up a conversation with her. But at least we had fun getting to know each other 'again'! Cupboard Love Hello my name, well that's not important but my wife is called Lara; she is 25, standing 5,10 tall and slim with small but perfect tits and legs that go on forever. Anyway this happened a few years ago now it was a hot summer night and we decided to go out for a drink. Lara started to get ready, she has a bath and shaved her pussy ready for the night's fun, she was wearing 4" black strapped stilettos, a short tartan skirt that just covered her sexy tight arse and a small white lacy top, I could see that she was not wearing a bra as her lovely breasts and hard nipples were clearly visible through the thin materiel. While she was putting on her make up, I came up behind her and started to play with her tits, she took hold of my hand and put it under her skirt, to my shock she was not wearing any knickers, her pussy was already wet and her clit was hard, as I parted her lips and was about to slide a finger inside her she announced that she wanted to be fucked by two strangers tonight and if I wanted her pussy again, I would let her. The thought of Lara being fucked by two men and strangers turned me on to say the least, so I agreed, but said I would want to watch, she was more than happy with that so we made our plans. Lara went into the pub 5 min before I did and by the time I got there she was at the bar being chatted up by a couple of black men. They had their hands round her and were whispering in her ear; by the look on her face she liked the sound of what they were saying. They went and sat down at the table next to me, Lara sat facing me her legs slightly apart, showing me her bare wet pussy. The blokes, (I found out later they were called Glen and Steve) sat close to her with their hands on her bare thigh. Glen's hand moved to her cunt and the look on his face was priceless when I found out that not only was she not wearing any pants but also she was clean shaven, I heard him say that they wanted to take her back to there place and fuck her like she has never been fucked before. Lara said that I was out for the night and that she would rather go to her place. With that she got up and said she is off to the loo. I followed her to the toilet and when we were out of sight she said she was going to fuck them and for me to leave in 5 min and that she would be home soon. I returned back to my set and watched as she came back and gave them both a kiss and said, "one more drink and I'm all yours". I left the pub and speeded home to find the video camera, this was one night I wanted to catch on film, I hid myself in the cupboard that had the slat doors on it and waited. It was not long before I heard the key in the door and the sound of their voices; they wasted no time and came straight to our bedroom. My heart was racing and my dick was the hardest it has ever been. Lara stood at the end of our bed, looked right at me and said "come on boys come and fuck me, fuck me, I'm yours for the night, I'm your slave tonight," Glen and Steve did not need asking twice. As soon as they got to her they had got her top off, showing her small but firm breasts, Glen's head went straight down onto her left nipple and started to suck it. Steve was kissing her. His hand went up her skirt and the mone she let out told me that he was playing with her clit, Lara orgasm within seconds. Lara stood back from them and slides out of her skirt. There was my beautiful wife standing naked and about to get fucked by two black men. She lay on the bed and spread her legs saying "come one they let see what you got" they were soon naked and even though they were not fully hard yet they were already a lot bigger than my 8 inches Glen got on his knees between her legs and started to run his tongue the length of her pussy, she let out a scream as he found her clit and sunk two fingers inside her. Meanwhile Steve was at her head feeding his now fully hard 12-inch cock into her mouth This was getting all too much for me and I was finding it very hard to wank and keep the camera still. Lara must have cum a good few times before Glen raised his head from between her legs, he moved round and lined his huge cock up with her cunt, it must have been at least 10 inches long and twice the thickness of mine. Glen started to tease Lara's pussy lips with his monster cock before pushing an inch into my wife, she stopped sucking Steve's dick and orgasmed again, Glen pulled out before forcing his hole length home deep into my wife's unprotected cunt. She was left gasping for air but it did not stop him pulling out and ramming home again. Steve told Lara to start sucking his dick again, what she did willingly. Watching my wife being fucked both ends was amassing and I thought it could get no better. How wrong was I. Glen started to speed up, getting deeper and harder with each trust saying "You fucking white whore, you like that do you? You like my black dick inside you? Come on tell me to fuck you, beg me to give you more! she was moaning Afuck me, please fuck my little pussy, god you are so big, ooo god I'm cumin, o god fuck me!. Glen was fucking her so hard that he was lifting her arse off the bed every time he rammed home, he started to say A I'm going to cum up you, you want me to cum deep in your womb?" and as he said that his arse tighten and he started to pump my wife full of his cum. When he pulled out, I could see her swollen Red Stretched pussy, with his cum running out and down between her arse cheeks. Steve picked her up and turned her over as if she was as light as a feather, pulled her onto her hands and knees and slid his 12 inch cock deep inside her cum drenched pussy, while Glen offered his now limp dick to her mouth. Steve was fucking her hard saying AI bet your husband has never gone so deep before? I bet I have touched bits he could only dream of touching? By the time we have finished with you he wont be able to touch the sides" all Lara could do is moan "yes yes you are so much bigger that he is, he could never fill me like you do, he could never make me feel like this, please don't stop fucking me," Glen's dick was hard again and he said to Steve, "I think she is ready for a double fuck," "you want to be fucked by us together? You ever been fucked up the arse you little white slag?! Lara said no she had not been and that she would not want to, but Glen soon put her straight on that by saying A you are our sex slave tonight, you will do what you are told and I know you will love it, so shut you bitch! Steve pulled his dick out of her cunt and started to force his way into her virgin arse, Lara screamed in pain as he took her virginity but it was not long before her scream of pain turned to screams of pleasure. Glen slid his way under her and his dick soon finds her cunt as he entered her for the second time that night. Her arse was facing me so I got a very good view of her white arse being taken for the first time. Something I always wanted to do but she would not let me. God the sight of my beautiful white wife being fucked up the arse and in the cunt together by two black men was truly amazing. They were laughing saying A you will never want your husband's small dick near you again? They were fucking her hard and fast and the orgasms kept on coming, one after another. Lara was a mess, she could hardly breathe through the pleasure. Glen asked when I was due back and she said in a few hours. Glen laughed and said by the time we finish with you he will know you have been fucked by us, Lara replies AI don't care if he knows, just don't stop fucking me, please I want you to cum up my arse, I want to feel you cum deep in my arse, fuck me, Both of you fuck me harder, fill me stretch me so when he comes home he will know what I have been doing!. Steve and Glen stopped fucking her and Steve said " you are ours tonight bitch and if you want more you got to promise to tell him you have been fucked by two black men, you got to tell him we filled you like he could never, you got to tell him all about it! Lara was in a state and all she wanted was for them to start fucking her again so she said Ayes I will tell him, I will tell him I belong to you now and that he can't fuck me again, anything you want just please don't stop fucking me! Steve came almost right away when she said that and filled her arse with his cum, he pulled out and said A bitch suck it, suck it now bitch, I want to fuck that pussy of yours again!. Lara opened her mouth and run her tongue round the tip of his dick before taking as much as she could fit down her throat. It was not long before he was hard again and ready to fuck her, Glen was still fucking her pussy as Steve moved behind her, saying to glen "lets make sure he knows, lets stretch the bitch, lets make sure she wont want to fuck him again" and with that he joins Glens dick in her cunt, all Lara could do was to shack and cum again and again as they both fucked her pussy. Glen soon pumped his cum inside her pussy again and then withdraws; he went over to the draws and got out some of my ties. Steve told her to turn over and they tied her to the bed legs and arms stretched out, Steve started to fuck her again, when he was just about to cum he pulled out and unloaded his balls all over her cunt and belly. They got dressed and were about to walk out the bedroom door when they stopped and turned round to my wife, she was still lying there naked, tied to the bed, her pussy was gaping open and the cum was poring out. They went up to her head, undid their flies and started to wank themselves off, they told her to open her mouth, Steve shoved his hard dick in and tells her to swallow every drop if she wanted them to think about uniting her, she was more than willing to, but he came so much some ran out the corner of her mouth, Glen said A o dear me it looks like we will have to leave you like this for when you husband gets back, but look on the bright side, at least you wont have to tell him what you have been doing, he will be able to see! with that his cum started to pump out of his cock and covered her tits with in it. They did their flies up and left leaving my wife tied to the bed, covered from head to toe in their cum. When I heard the front door shut and their car drive off I came out of the cupboard, Lara looked at me and said thank you/. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, she looked so hot and her pussy was so stretched red and swollen, their cum just kept on oozing out, I kissed her on the lips and asked if she was ok, she said "That was the best fuck I ever had and I want to do it again! I kissed my way down to her tits and started to lick up the cum, taking my time to clean her nipples before going down to her pussy, the mixture of her cum and there's tasted so good and I started to lick her cunt. I have never before seen a cunt so open so wide so big and so full of cum. I make her cum one more time and when I came up from her cunt my face was socking with their cum. I got undressed and was about to fuck her when she said "No I promised them I would not let you fuck me, I'm sorry" I do love you so much but you can't fuck me now as I doubt I would feel a thing after them! I wanked myself off over her face, then lay down beside her with my hand on her pussy that at the time I thought, I would never fuck again. Steve and Glen have been back many times since to fuck my wife and every time I have hidden in the cupboard and watched. I have fucked my wife many times since but never for a week or so after Steve and glen have. Cupboard Love The bickering parents left the classroom, their faces like thunder. Mr Tait relaxed once more and breathed a sigh of relief. He could still hear them arguing venomously as they stalked away down the school corridor exchanging insults. It was rather sad he reflected idly, how some parents simply refused to accept that their little darlings were absolute monsters. The pupil in question, Mark Wainwright, was a lazy, unintelligent bully; but as far as his parents were concerned, the sun shone out of his fat backside. Sadly exam results did not back up this rose-tinted opinion. It was fair to say that Mr and Mrs Wainwright had been shocked to see just how far behind their little cherub had fallen. Naturally they blamed Simon Tait, his teacher. Consequently Simon had just endured had the worst twenty minutes of his career. Oh well, he sighed philosophically - only one more of these damned interviews to go and he could pack up his books and leave for the evening. He was looking forward to another evening of doing fuck-all in front of the television. Even mindless drivel on Sky was an improvement on the horror of parent's evening. Now, who was last on his list of parents to see? He scanned the sheet of paper on his table and saw that Kerry Jones's mother was supposed to be his final appointment. As it was already five minutes past the allotted time, it seemed she might be a no show. He felt a sudden twinge of disappointment when a vision of her from the last Sports Day popped into his mind and remembered that she was actually rather hot. Oh well, she wouldn't have stayed long anyway. Kerry was an exemplary pupil who always worked hard and he probably would have been struggling to think of much to tell Mrs Jones. Or was it Miss now? He seemed to recall something about a divorce last year. He was just beginning to pack his books and notes away when the classroom door burst open and Mrs Jones dashed in apologising profusely. "I'm so sorry I'm late," she said in a rush. "Traffic was awful on the bypass and, well you know how it is..." Simon was momentarily lost for words. He found his attention focussed on what she was wearing rather than what she was saying. The fact that this extremely sexy woman was the mother of one of his pupils suddenly seemed slightly irrelevant in the greater scheme of things. She sat down in front of him with her short skirt riding high on her tanned thighs and her blonde hair in two beguiling plaits. Her lips were painted glossy pink and as he watched mesmerised, a tongue flicked out to moisten those same plump lips. Helplessly his gaze fell lower and he found himself unwillingly drawn into a heavenly cleavage of generous proportions. Mrs Jones's ample bosoms threatened to burst out imminently from the confines of her tight pink blouse, the top button of which was teasingly undone. "Mr Tait, are you okay?" Belatedly Simon realised the temptress was talking to him and he determinedly attempted to clear the fugue from his brain in order to formulate an intelligent response. "Er...yes, sorry -- I was miles away there!" he apologised with a weak smile, hoping like hell she couldn't see his erection beneath the low table. "Well if you don't mind me saying, you look awfully flushed..." Mrs Jones said with a faint trace of a smile. "Maybe you're coming down with something?" She crossed her legs again and Simon was treated to a teasing glimpse of an inner thigh. This was pure torture and he could feel his attention drifting away on another lustful adventure. He coughed and forced himself to concentrate on his notes. "Right then Mrs Jones, thank you for coming tonight." "It's Ms actually," the woman corrected. "I'm divorced now." "Oh I see -- sorry about that!" he replied sympathetically, privately thinking that this was actually good news. The thought of her husband arriving in the next few minutes was an unwelcome one. "Don't be sorry - I'm not. Oh and call me Rachel please." "Okay Ms...sorry Rachel, let's talk about Kerry," Simon said in an attempt to finally pull the interview back on track. Frankly it was a struggle; half of his brain was still smothered in her lusciously inviting décolletage. Fortunately he managed to retrieve enough information from the recesses of his memory to be able to discuss her daughter over the next ten minutes although really there was very little he could tell her beyond the fact that Kerry was doing well and had no problems whatsoever. "She's a lovely girl," he found himself telling Rachel with a smile. "The only thing I could possibly suggest would be that she brushes up on her algebra. I have some revision textbooks she could borrow that might be of some use." "Thanks Mr Tait, that would be great," Rachel said leaning forward slightly with a gracious smile. Once again Simon felt his gaze sliding south and he reminded himself to concentrate on her face. "I'll just go and fetch them for you," he said hurriedly. He needed to put some distance between this femme fatale and himself. She was much too sexy... The cupboard was dark and the light bulb appeared to have blown. He knew the book he was looking for was in here somewhere, but he was damned if he could see it. Muttering crossly he pulled a pile of papers off the shelf and swore when half of them fell onto the floor. "Need a hand?" asked a soft voice. Startled, Simon spun round to find Rachel stood framed in the doorway, a mischievous grin on her pretty face. She licked her lips and waited for his reply. "Er no, I think I can manage," he stammered, feeling a hot flush heating his skin. She took no notice and bent down to retrieve the fallen sheets of paper. Simon watched entranced as she stood back up and stepped towards him to place them on the shelf. He caught a whiff of sweet perfume mixed with something infinitely more feral and his cock swelled up again within the confines of his trousers. "Thanks," he said in a strangled voice. The cupboard suddenly seemed unbearably claustrophobic. "No problem..." Rachel replied huskily. She deliberately brushed up against him and in the dim light he clearly saw the trace of a predatory smile. He felt the tips of her breasts pressing into his arm and a surge of heated lust shot through his veins like fire. Reason was rapidly disappearing out of the classroom window, swept away on a wave of carnality. "I think we should—" His desperate attempt to prevent the inevitable was smothered by Rachel's hot mouth pressed urgently to his, her tongue thrusting between his lips and her body pushing him backwards against the edge of the shelf. The sharp wood pressed painfully into his back, but he didn't care. All he cared about was the taste of this siren as she plundered his willing mouth. He knew that fucking the mums was strictly against school policy, but the risk he was taking failed to impact on his fevered brain. His only thought at that moment was whether or not she was wearing underwear, and if she was, how quickly could he remove it. The door closed slowly behind her and the light in the cupboard was reduced to a faint glow. Rachel rubbed herself against his hard cock and he was unable to stifle a tortured moan. This was sheer agony -- his balls were aching unbearably and he wondered just how much stimulation he could endure before he exploded in rapturous pleasure Managing to tear his lips away from her mouth long enough to suck in a ragged breath, Simon reached up to cup the generous swell of her breasts. Her nipples were deliciously hard and she whimpered when he rubbed his thumbs over the swollen crests. The small buttons that held the fabric of her blouse together, strained tightly. It was a wonder the buttons hadn't popped open under the pressure, he thought irrelevantly. Kissing her neck, he feverishly began to undo the buttons and the blouse fell apart, revealing a pale lace bra. Her luscious breasts threatened to spill over the edge of the delicate lace cups and he bent his head to lick the creamy flesh as he caressed her body with his hands. She made small moaning noises as he sucked and nibbled all the skin he could reach. Although the light was dim, he could just about see that her bra was a front fastening one and with a triumphant smile, he undid the catch allowing her magnificent boobs to be freed for his delectation. She cried out when he fastened his hot mouth around one taut nipple, sucking hard as he rolled the other peak between his finger and thumb. Suckling and nibbling on her tits, he ran his hand up her leg and reached the juncture of her thighs. She pushed her cunt towards his fingers and he felt the moist heat emanating from her core. Just the thought of sliding his achingly hard cock into her wet channel was almost enough to finish him off prematurely. The algebra textbook he had been searching for belatedly caught his eye and it was enough to briefly dampen the flames of passion. "Rachel, I think maybe we shouldn't be doing this," he said extremely half-heartedly, his hand hovering at the edge of her knickers. She opened her eyes and looked at him, her cheeks flushed and her breathing laboured. "Don't you want me?" she asked in a husky voice, reaching down to grab hold of his erection with one small hand. Clearly the evidence suggested that he did want her badly so he could hardly deny it. "Er...it's not that," he muttered, trying desperately to concentrate on a single rational thought. "It's just that you're a parent and I'm your daughter's teacher -- it's kind of wrong..." "You think too much Mr Tait," Rachel muttered, deftly unzipping his trousers and reaching inside his shorts. The feel of her hand wrapped round his swollen shaft cut off any more protests he might have made. Resistance was futile -- this woman had a need and he was obviously in a position to assuage it. The Headmaster was always twittering on about maintaining a healthy relationship with the parents. Maybe this wasn't quite what he meant, thought Simon recklessly, but hell - it was a damn good start! Abruptly, Rachel dropped to her knees and pulled his shorts down thus allowing his cock to spring free. He felt her warm breath tickle the sensitive glans and he sucked in a shaky breath, anticipating the feel of her warm wet lips around his hard dick. He wasn't disappointed when her mouth enveloped the end of his cock and sucked the drops of pre-cum that were beginning to ooze out. Simon closed his eyes helplessly and leant back to enjoy the feel of his cock being sucked and licked voraciously. It felt divine. It felt like he had unexpectedly died and gone to heaven. It also reminded him that it had been much too long between girlfriends. It was no fun being celibate and he had allowed work to dominate his life for too long. Well not any more! Rachel cupped his balls in her hand and gently stroked the soft skin. He could feel the pressure rising inexorably and he reluctantly pushed her away. "No more," he hissed. Grapping one plait, he pulled her back up and reached for her breasts again. God they felt good. He could have happily spent all evening playing with her tits. Simon kissed her neck, tasting the subtle flavours of her skin. He could smell the arousal coming of her in heated musky waves and he yanked her skirt up to explore between her legs. She yelped when he brushed his fingers over her sex. She was practically dripping, the moisture oozing out and soaking through her knickers. "Oh that feels good," she gasped when he brushed his fingers over her clit. She shivered under his touch and he squeezed her breast with his free hand, enjoying the way she moaned in his ear. Sliding beneath the lace of her knickers, his fingers dipped into the molten folds of her pussy. Rachel squirmed as he slid two fingers inside her channel and his cock ached intensely at the thought of following the same delicious path. He rubbed back over her clit, bending to take one rosy nipple between his teeth. Moaning harshly, she pushed down on his hand and threw her head back. Her breasts were thrust into his face and greedily he sucked every available portion of creamy flesh. Panting and moaning even louder, she grabbed his head and pinned it to her bosom. "Oh fuck!" she yelled harshly. "I'm gonna cum!" With a shuddering groan, she froze for a moment, before releasing a long keening cry of pleasure when her orgasm broke and flooded her body with pleasure. Simon felt the warm rush of moisture and briefly shut his eyes to try and restrain his own needs. "I want you to fuck me now," Rachel whispered as she slowly stopped shaking. "Fuck me from behind..." She kissed him lingeringly before turning round and presenting her bottom invitingly. The small amount of light from the doorway cast a spotlight over her arse and Simon licked his lips in anticipation. He pulled her knickers down and paused for a moment to enjoy the view. He took his cock and gripping it hard, he pushed the sensitive head between her wet pussy lips. He could feel her muscles squeezing him tightly and he gritted his teeth as he finally stopped deep inside her, his balls resting against her bottom cheeks. "Go on, fuck me hard!" she implored encouragingly. "Oh god!" he gasped as she pushed back against him. Reaching round, he grabbed her breast and began to thrust into her hard. She met him at every thrust and he tried desperately to think of boring stuff just to prolong the exquisite feelings she was invoking. Their bodies slapped together and he felt his balls tightening in anticipation of cumming. "I can't last much longer," he warned with a tortured groan. Reaching down, he rubbed her swollen clit, his fingers slick with her juices. Rachel cried out and he felt the fluttering of her pussy as it clenched round his cock. That was it -- he couldn't hold back any longer. With a growl he came hard, firing spunk high inside her cunt, his cum pumping out in heady waves of blissful pleasure. For a dazzling moment, all his rational thoughts were obliterated as he forgot where he was. Slowly he came tumbling back down to earth and realised with belated guilt exactly what he had done. Oh the shame... He felt his cock slide wetly from Rachel's pussy and he quickly tucked it back inside his trousers. What the hell was he doing! Rachel turned round and kissed him lingeringly. "Thanks for that Mr Tait!" she said softly. Her soft breasts pressed against his chest like pillows and instantly he felt his desire reignite. "Rachel..." Simon said regretfully. "We really shouldn't have done that..." "Didn't you enjoy it?" she asked innocently, her eyes twinkling in the pale light from the classroom. "You know I did," he was forced to admit. "It's not that -- I just feel like I'm taking advantage of the situation." "As I said before," smiled Rachel; "You think too much!" She quickly pulled her skirt down and refastened her bra and blouse. Simon opened the door of the cupboard and turned to stare at her. Other than the telltale flush of her cheeks, he would never have guessed that she had just been fucked senseless. He watched her as she walked back towards her bag and jacket with a jaunty wiggle of her bottom. A loud voice boomed from the doorway of his classroom and startled him. "Mr Tait!" Shit -- it was the Headmaster! "Mr Tait is just fetching me a text book," he heard Rachel say sweetly. "Well could you ask him to stop by my office when he has a minute -- I need a quick word," the Headmaster asked her ingratiatingly. Simon heard the door close again and he breathed a shaky sigh of relief. The last thing he needed was the Headmaster catching him with his trousers down. God how close they had come to being caught! He suddenly felt faint at the prospect of the Headmaster walking in on him fucking Rachel in the stationery cupboard. "You can come out now," she called out dryly. Nervously he emerged from the cupboard with the algebra textbook in his hand. "Here's that book for Kerry so that she can practice her math," he said. "If she needs any extra help, let me know." "And if I need extra help again -- can I let you know?" Rachel asked mischievously. Simon smiled despite his misgivings. He had to admit the whole encounter had been fun. "That would be fine by me," he said with a grin. "In that case, I may need some 'help' real soon!" she winked. In a flash she was gone, and he was left with a pile of notes and the prospect of a chat with the Headmaster to look forward to. * * * "Sir?" Simon looked up from marking endless homework assignments to see Kerry Jones stood in front of his desk. "Yes Kerry?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. "Note from my mum, Sir. She said it's about the text book you promised to order." The girl passed him an innocuous sealed envelope and Simon took it trying to keep a neutral expression plastered on his face. "Thanks Kerry," he said evenly. "You can go out for break now." He waited impatiently until the last of the stragglers had filed out into the corridor and he was blessedly alone. With shaking hands he prised open the plain white envelope. Inside was a piece of paper with a phone number written on it. A short note invited him to ring the number at his leisure. He quickly punched the number into his mobile phone and saved it. Screwing the paper up into a tiny ball, he lobbed it into the bin beside his desk. Fucking Kerry's mum might not be school policy, but he knew damned well he would be ringing that number at the first opportunity. She was just too irresistible and he was so very weak-willed...