Chapter 9

"Ohhhh!" Nancy sighed, slumping down on the toilet seat. "Wow!"

Mr. Towson leaned back against the stall door, huffing, puffing, his cock drooling.

"Jeez, sir! Look, you drenched me with that thick stuff!"

He paused, his hand still clutching his cream-slick prick, the big sausage-like stalk.

"All over my belly, my titties, and my skirt. Lucky it's on the inside of my skirt," Nancy said.

She reached over and rolled down a bunch of toilet paper, wadded it up and swabbed at the hot, steamy goo on her tummy. She dabbed at the goop clinging to her big tits. She wiped away the wad that stuck on her skirt.

"I gotta get back and do my routines," she said.

"I wish you didn't have to," Mr. Towson said.

"But I gotta," Nancy replied, rising from the toilet seat and glancing at Mr. Towson's dripping prick, the fat stalk sudsy, still half hard.

"You're gonna give the whole bleachers a hard-on."

Nancy smiled. She pulled up her blue bloomers, then straightened her skirt.

Mr. Towson sat down on the toilet. He was still playing with his prick.

Nancy turned and watched for a moment, a sweet tickle went through her. She wanted to stay, to watch him jerk off to her again, but she unlatched the door.

"I'm gonna stay here and jack off to you," Mr. Towson said. "Can you come back after the game?"

"I dun-no. We'll see," she said.

"I'll wait."

Nancy left the toilet stall, then went to the mirror to put on fresh lipstick, some blush, and to make sure her ponytails were tied tight.

She returned to the field just as the girls were running on for a cheer. She took her place beside Chris.

The cheerleaders bounced sexily, wiggling and bumping.

"Where were you?" Chris asked.

"With Mr. Towson in the teachers' toilet."

"No shit?"

"Yeah."

"What'd you do?"

"Guess."

Chris smiled.

"He's still there waiting," Nancy said. "Playin' with that big boner of his."

The girls bent over and wobbled their fine asses. They turned and faced the crowd, legs apart, swinging back and forth.

After the game, Chris and Nancy walked back toward the school house.

Mr. Milton pulled up beside them. The girls went over to his big car.

"Hello, girls!"

"Hi, Mr. Milton."

"Look, I wanted to see you, but I have to leave town for the night. I'll be back tomorrow, Saturday. Can you come to the motel and see me?"

Nancy looked at Chris. "Wanna?"

"Sure."

"How 'bout buying some sexy clothes, some sexy underwear, get some real alluring garments," he said, handing Nancy several hundred-dollar bills. "Meet me at around three, okay -- tomorrow?"

Nancy took the money. "We'll see you then, sir."

He drove away.

"Shit, how much money did he give you?" Chris asked.

"Three hundred dollars."

"Jeez, and he wants us to spend it on sexy clothes to turn him on. That's great, huh?"

"Yeah," Nancy said. "We'll have to go to the mall tonight."

"Jeez, I love bein' a cheerleader," Chrissie said.

"Yeah, me too. I really love the way men pay attention."

"Should we go see Mr. Towson? He might still be waiting in the men's room," Chris said.

"Oh, yeah, let's! I'd love seein' his big prick again. Can you believe how big that is?"

"He oughta be in the circus or somethin', showin' that huge dick off, huh?"

Nancy agreed.

The girls walked sexily to the school house, went in and took the stairs down a flight to the basement area. They found the men's room and went in.

Nancy walked up to the stall door. "Are you still in there, Mr. Towson?"

"Yes!" he panted.

The door swung open.

Mr. Towson let them in, then shuffled back and sat down on the toilet seat. Nancy locked the stall door. Mr. Towson had a thick, massive hard-on.

"I'm so glad you girls came."

"Boy, you got a big boner on again, Mr. Towson," Chris said.

"You girls make it that way," he said.

"How 'bout this?" Chrissie cooed.

She lifted her tiny cheerleading skirt, pulling the blue-and-white pleats up over her bright-blue bloomers. She held the hem high, and let Mr. Towson have a good hot look at her crunchy cunt all muffined out against the tight thin rayon.

"Oh, oh, jeez!" he huffed hotly.

"Like this, sir?" Chris purred.

"Yes, yes!" he panted.

Nancy took the cue and pulled her skirt up too, letting the teacher see her bloomers.

Mr. Towson pounded his prick furiously.

"Oh, girls!" he sighed. "You're so fuckin' pretty!"

"We know," Chris said, "so just go ahead and pump that giant big dick to us, we wanna see you really jerk your prick for us, sir. We wanna see you really go."

Mr. Towson thumped his cock harder, faster, the fat, tall stalk whipping, wobbling and spurting.

Nancy loved seeing the man masturbating, and her pussy got all gooshy and quivery. She slid a hand into her panties and diddled her cunt.

"Oh, yeah, I like it when you dig in your panties like that and play with yourself," Mr. Towson said.

Chrissie laughed. "Okay, we'll play with our cunnies, and you go like sixty on your peter, sir... really pump that prick for us, jerk off to us. We wanna see you shoot off, shoot all that gook, okay?"

What man wouldn't go like sixty on his prick if he had two beautiful young prick-teases urging him on?

And Mr. Towson did go like sixty. He sat on the edge of the shiny black toilet seat, back humped, hand hammering his cock with a furious jack-jive.

"Oh, shit!" he cried.

"Like this, Mr. Towson? Us diggin' in our panties like this, playin' with our pussies?"

"Yes, yes!" he panted, pounding his prick with a blurring hand.

"Wow, look at him go!" Chris gulped, "He's really beatin' his meat!"

"Really beatin' that cock!" Nancy agreed, her pussy all wet and juicy.

"Keep goin' sir! Keep jerkin' that dick!" Chris cried.

"I am, I am! I'm jerkin' my dick to you girls!"

"Okay, we're gonna take our panties down and let you see our cunts, wanna see us do that?"

"Oh, please!"

Chris pulled her blue bloomers down. Nancy followed, both girls pushing their blue panties down their thighs, rolling them to their knees.

"Oh, yes, your cunts!" Towson sobbed, jackhammering his cock, his hand glued to his stalk with all the spitty cum cream that jizzed from his frothing cocktop.

"Whew, sheez! Looka that cock spit!" Chris called, fingering her pussy.