"Well, it's not so much the pussy itself, but the pair of legs and tits attached to that pussy." I said.
She laughed, flashing her luscious tongue and gorgeous teeth. She moved her hand onto my leg and started moving her long fingernails up and down my leg. "Yeah? And you like the pair of legs and tits you're looking at right now?" She motioned her boobs back and forth in front of me.
I just looked away and looked back into her eyes. "And what about you? Will any piece of meat do?"
She backed away and smiled. She too looked back into my eyes, with a deep, sexy stare. "It depends on the pair of balls and ass cheeks attached to that meat."
"Well, unfortunately," I said, "I can't show you those things right now."
"That's alright. I can see them later." She popped her gum in my ear and blew in my face. She moved her fingers closer to my crotch and to the bulge in my pants. She smiled again, showing her beautiful mouth. She took my wrist in her hand, curling her fingers around it. She moved my wrist from my side to her crotch. Slowly, she moved down to my hand and moved it closer.
She guided my hand under her miniskirt. I could feel the lace of her panties underneath. She took her time and moved my hand back and forth against the fabric. But she kept going--pulling my fingers between the fabric of her panties and her prickly, shaven crotch. I could feel the heat coming off her pussy catching my hand. The moisture was also there, and I could feel it envelope my fingers. She pulled my hand in slowly, putting first only one finger inside of her. She exhaled deeply; she pulled two fingers and put them deeper into her pussy. "Yes, any meat will do."
She pulled my hand out from inside her and returned it back to me, grinning dirtily. I looked at the slight moisture which had accumulated on my fingers, and, satisfying her, licked them, tasting the sourness and taking a whiff of the pleasant smell. "When?" I asked simply.
"During lunch, in the parking lot. Meet me in front of the school." She replied immediately and quickly, as if the answer were part of a routine. We separated as the teacher came back to the front of the room and the class quieted down. Although we were now apart, I kept my fingers close to my nose for the rest of the class and through the next period, waiting for lunchtime to come.
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When lunchtime came, finally, I moved to the front of the school. The dead of winter left me unwilling to spend any more time than completely necessary outside. I looked through the window to see only whiteness swallowing the cars of the parking lot. A snowstorm had come and left everything blank.
By now, my fingers had started to lose their scent, and my cock was throbbing with anticipation. I tried to cover my bulging crotch with various objects during passing time. I avoided all of my friends, and now sat, with a bulge, next to the front door. The attendance clerk eyed me suspiciously; I tried not to look back, or at my watch, but I couldn't help it. At long last, I heard the clicking of heels on the tile hallway floor, quickly approaching.
I raised my eyes and saw her. Her miniskirt wrapped around her long, thick legs, which ended at black, tall heels. Her left foot was tattooed with a scorpion, and for a moment I wondered what else kinds of tattoos I might see by the end of the day. She didn't carry any backpacks or school materials: only a tiny purse that hung from her bare shoulder. I stood up to greet her, but she only passed me, leaving me to smell her perfume. She signed out with the attendance clerk and passed me again on the way out the door. I only stood there, watching her, admiring her. She turned and said, "You coming, meatstick?"
For some reason, I turned my eyes back to the attendance clerk, who gave me a nasty looked. Fuck off, I thought to myself and quick stepped to join the slut.
She surprised me, braving the cold. She walked through the snow in her heels. I watched her ass move in the miniskirt and her arms sway back and forth. She unzipped her little purse and reached inside, pulling out a set of keys. Rachel hit the button on her car keys and trigged the car alarm deactivation on a small white sedan right beside us. She got up to the driver's seat and opened the door.
I came up behind her. She sensed me coming and stuck her ass out while I rubbed my bulge up and down her crack. I kissed her neck and ran my hand up her chest. She stuck her head up, putting her mouth up to my ear and said, "Get in the fucking car."
I complied and disconnected myself from her. I tipped the driver's seat forward and fell into the backseat. Meanwhile, she stuck her key into the ignition and started the heater. She came in beside me and tipped the passenger seat forward in order to give us the most room possible.
In one quick motion she removed her entire top, leaving her nicely shaped boobs in a lacy bra. She moved herself over and put her crotch against my hard cock. She smiled and said, "Let's warm it up in here, first." She led with her tongue and entered my mouth. I felt it squirm around in my mouth before I sent mine to lick it back. She created suction between our mouths and started sucking me, sloppily.
I kissed her upper lip and she licked my chin. She started gyrating her hips against my dick: sending my boner almost through my pants. She kept sucking my mouth like a cock, and moved her tongue in and out, rubbing against my upper mouth or beneath my tongue or the area between my teeth and my cheek.
I moved my kissing down to her neck and then down to her chest. She moved her hands behind her back and undid her bra. Her boobs collapsed to their natural position. She pulled away to remove my own shirt, while I stared at her luscious tits, tattooed black and red with figures of roses and guns. I reached out and squeezed her nipples. She finally got my shirt off, and pulled it out from behind me and tossed it aside.
I lowered myself down in the seat and she started working off my pants by undoing my belt. She pulled my pants off with my underwear, revealing my firm cock, which fell to the side. She looked at it for a moment and grabbed it in between her soft fingers. I could feel the length of her nails clenching my solid girth. She bent down and got into position.
She took my cock in her hands and licked the entire length of the shaft, ending at the head. She took the head into her mouth and played with it with her tongue. She kissed it gently and then more aggressively before taking the entire length of the shaft into her mouth, bobbing her head back and forth. I bent my head back in pure ecstasy as she kept going back and forth, back and forth along the dick.
She pulled it out of her mouth and licked it repeatedly again, up-and-down repeatedly, getting her spit all along it. Rachel took it back within her mouth and put her hand along the base. Whacking me off with her wet, glossy lips, and her thin fingers, I felt the thickness of her saliva dripping down the course of my dick. She moaned as it reached deep into her mouth and down into her throat, and let out the distinctive gasps for air and clicking sounds of a deep cock sucker.
Rachel pulled it out of her mouth and watched as a trail of spit leading from her tongue to the head of my dick fell apart. She rubbed her spit into the shaft and spit on it some more. She breathed heavily as she wacked it; she looked up at me with those beautiful blue eyes, and did so as she put the dick back in her mouth--sucking on the head while whacking off the shaft.
