Jessika

At his quiet bachelor pad that night Mr. Jones' thoughts kept going back to Angel and Michaela, the two sexy and willing 10-year-old students he had the immense pleasure of sticking his dick into and depositing his baby-juice. His cock was hard virtually the whole night picturing both of their naked young bodies beneath him and on top of him. In his mind he heard their moans, screams, and dirty talk that turned him on to no end. Despite the ache in his balls, he went to his secret stash of little girl pics that he had acquired both with his own camera and long searches on the internet and stroked his member. The thought that he had all those willing preteen pussies at his disposal was a pedophilic dream come true.

He remembered Angel comparing his cock to her brothers, and grinned wickedly at the thought of her being home tonight and pleasuring her brother. Maybe a threesome would be a possibility, he thought. Michaelas ass had been so fucking tight it had almost cut off his dick, but the feeling was absolutely amazing. He wanted to fuck her pussy and mouth, too, but he had a feeling there would be time for that.

The Next Morning

Mr. Jones always got to work a couple hours early, usually to prep for the day and make all his copies. He was walking back from the copy room, when he ran into Jessika, one of the little hotties in his class that, according to Angel, wanted to lose her precious cherry to him and joining what was becoming a harem of beautiful little pussies. Jessika had light, olive-toned skin and long, dark brown hair with tight curls. Her face was a perfect oval and her lips seemed a little fuller today. He immediately began imagining those lips wrapped around his meat and his pants began to get tight. He was sure she would notice but didn't really try to hide it. The halls were pretty empty this early in the morning.

"Good morning, Mr. Jones," she asked, her voice a bit quiet as her green eyes brightened and she smiled. She was wearing a tight, black short-sleeved t-shirt with a sparkly pink heart and the words "LOVE ME" above and below the heart. her jeans were a form-fitting pale denim with designer tears in strategic locations.

"Jessika, good morning. What are you doing here so early?" he asked, trying to sound normal and unaffected by her beauty. He saw her eyes drift briefly downward to his crotch, then back up with a slightly wider grin.

"My mom had to go to work early so she dropped me off." Her eyes drifted back downwards as she almost shyly, crossed her legs and hands in front of her.

"Don't you normally hang out with Angel and Michaela in the morning?" he asked, kind of hoping they were here already.

"There not here yet and I don't want to hang out in the library... could I..." she paused and her face seemed to grow a few shades of red darker.

"Yes, my dear? Spit it out."

"Could I... hang out in the classroom until school starts? I'll go find a book or play a game on the computer. I'll be real quiet and..." Her words started coming really fast.

"Hey, hey, hey, calm down. It's fine. I'm heading there now."

This is perfect, he though. School wouldn't start for another hour, which was plenty of time to have some fun.

"Lead the way, Miss Jessika," Mr. Jones smiled, waving his hand to indicate she should go ahead. He actually just wanted to watch her sexy round little ass move a bit. She seemed to know he was watching, too, because there was an extra sway in her step.

As they reached the door to the classroom at the top of the steel ramp, Jessika stood in front of the handle, forcing Mr. Jones to reach over her. As he did this, she raised her hand and gently pressed it against his crotch. Her hand lingered too long to be an accident, and her tiny fingers lightly gripping it through his pants confirmed it.

"So... did you talk to Angel and Michaela last night?" Mr. Jones stood with his hands on the handle and slightly spread his legs, allowing discreet access to his balls. Jessika immediately accepted the invite with her other hand. If he hadn't have jacked off this morning before work, he would be incredible close to cumming right now.

"Yeeeaaaahhh..." she answered, in a lower, mischievous tone. Her hands and eyes never left his crotch.

"And what did they say?" Both hands gently caressed his large manhood, causing him to moan slightly. She looked up as she continued to rub his cock.

"Angel said you have an awesome...cock. They both said it felt awesome. Can I...well...um... see it for myself?"

She removed her hand from his balls and placed it on her crotch and began to rub.

"Lets go in the classroom first. We don't want anyone to see us."

With that, he opened the door and they both quickly entered the room. He closed the door, turned around, and was right next to her. He leaned down, wrapped her arms around her and their lips met. They started closed mouth, but were soon devouring each other's tongues. Their tongues danced as he reached down, grabbed her ass and picked her up. Her long sensual legs wrapped around his waist. He moved slowly and skillfully back to his desk making out like two high schoolers in the back seat of daddies car. Mr. Jones could feel the heat from her pussy through her jeans as she ground her tiny hips into his rod. His pants suddenly felt too small as his cock begged to be released.

He sat down in his chair and Jessikas legs reluctantly released their grip. He buried his face into her slime neck, gently sucking and biting her vanilla-scented flesh. She closed her eyes and sucked in her bottom lip and slowly turned around, straddling his lap and leaning into his chest. Her long, almost squeaky moans were driving him crazy. She slowly ground her beautiful ass into his cock and felt her hairless sex growing damp.

After talking to Angel and Michaela the night before, she had laid in her bed completely naked imagining Mr. Jones fingering her puffy little mound then entering her and fucking her tight hole until she had tensed up and started shaking uncontrollably. She felt her vaginal muscles tighten their grip around the two fingers she had pushed in. It was all she could do not to scream and wake up the entire house. Now, as she was moments and centimeters away from the real thing, her heart raced and stomach felt a bit jittery.

Mr. Jones reached his hands around Jessikas flat stomach and slowly pushed up her shirt and began caressing her tiny nips between his fingers. She pulled her hair to the side and leaned her head to the side to allow Mr. Jones easier access to her neck, ear and throat, all of which were being licked and sucked. Each touch of his tongue sent shivers through her body and down to her hot little preteen slit. She pulled his head into her neck with one hand while the other reached between their legs and gripped his cock through his jeans.

After a minute of twisting her tiny nips between his fingers, Mr. Jones moved his hands down her soft flesh, past her belly button to the top of her jeans. While one hand rubbed her tight tummy, the other found the gap between her jeans and pubis and sensually moved in until it reached her burning tender cunt. His middle finger found the slit and this tiny nub that was her throbbing clit and began running along the hot, damp length of the slit. A faint whiff of horny young pussy reached his nose and he moaned loudly into her ear.

"God you smell so fucking good and horny, Jessika!" He stuck his tongue gently in her ear and swirled it several time before gently biting it. Jessika squealed and moaned a long drawn out and super sexy moan before she responded.

"Your hand...feels...so... good, Mr. Jones! MMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGH....OH FUCK!" She threw her head back and their tongues danced again, their lips pressed tightly together. He rubbed her tiny, wet clit as she thrust her tiny hip into his hand. She took his hand from his crotch and grabbed the arm of his chair, moaning into his mouth. Her thrusts grew faster until suddenly her body tensed and she arched her back, pressing into his hand and she squeaked into his mouth. Their lips parted but only a few centimeters, and their eyes met.

After allowing her a moment to recover with her slim body pressed against his chest, Mr. Jones began undoing the buttons on her jeans.

"I need to stick my hard cock in your baby pussy right now, Ms. Jessika. You are such a sexy little slut." he said in a low whisper, her rapid breathing calming slightly.

"I need your big cock, Mr. Jones. I need it to pound me until I can't walk and then fill me with your stuff so it drips out of me all day and I can taste it," she answered in a husky, sexy whisper. She then stood up with her back to him and turned her head to watch his reaction as she finished undoing the buttons on her jeans and pushed them down to her knees, bending at the waist. The perfect gap between her thighs allowed an excellent view of her tiny wet young slit the shimmered in the light. Mr. Jones undid his pants, lifted his ass, and pushed them over his knees. His rock hard cock lay stiffly against his stomach, and the sight of it made Jessika wetter and more excited than she had already been.

Still bent over, she spread her thighs and stuck her right hand between them, and spread her tiny lips, allowing a hot view of her clit and pussy. Mr. Jones sat up, bent his knees under his seat so that he could spread his thighs, grabbed Jessika by her slender hips and pulled her back to his lap. She stood his cock up as she went to sit and placed it at her soaking entrance. He took it from her so that she could brace herself on the chair arms and guided it to her entrance. Mr. Jones rubbed the head along the slit a couple times before placing it directly under her hot entrance and slowly applying pressure. Jessika took the hint and lowered herself, sucking in air through her teeth as she felt his large diameter cockhead pop in.

He paused a moment to let her adjust and to calm his nerves a bit. He was on the verge of cumming and wanted to savor the moment. Her scent wafted to his nose and he had to take a deep breath. Jessika rotated her hips in tiny turns as Mr. Jones slowly thrust his hips, pushing his cock into her a bit more with each. When he reached where he thought should be her barrier, it was not there. He wondered in the back of his mind, but at this point he did not care

She squeal-moaned as the pressure in her pussy grew.

"Angel was right, Mr. Jones. You are bigger than her brother ... AAAAAHHHHHHH!... Her dads cock, too. WOW! FUCK!" That answers the barrier question, he thought.

Mr. Jones glanced at the clock and noted that he had about 20 minutes until the bell would ring. Outside the room he heard the other student running around and playing on the playground.

Through the window on the far side of the room, he noticed two faces peeking through the glass, hands up on either side of the faces. From his desk they looked like Angel and Michaela. If they want a show, they will get a show, he thought. After a few more gently deeper thrusts, he took a firm hold of Jessikas hips and pulled her balls deep on to his cock.

"AAAAAAHHHHHIIIIIIIEEEEEEE... FUCK!" she screamed, which he was sure Angel and Michaela could hear through the window. Again her paused, but only a second before he began thrusting his full length, lifting her up and pulling her down as fast as he could.

"UNGH! Ungh! OHYEAH! OHYEAH! OH YEAH! SHIT...FUCK...SHIT....FUCK!"

"Oh yeah! You like that fat cock in your tiny baby pussy?! You slut!" He stood up and bent her over his desk, giving him better angle and momentum.

"Yeah! Pound my little pussy, Mr. Jones! GIVE...ME...THAT...FUCKING...COCK!" His desk vibrated as he pounded her hips and drove hard and fast into her. He felt her cervix each time his cock bottomed out.

"I'm gonna cum, slut! You're gonna fuckin' love it, too, you little cum whore!! I'm gonna fill your little pussy and you're gonna leave it! Let it... drip all day... to remind you of who... you belong to now. You... belong... to... me, Jessika. Say it!" He continued to pound her as she moan-screamed with each downward thrust.

"I'm...yours...Mr. Jones." She whispered between breaths and thrusts. Mr. Jones looked up and saw Angel and Michaela still at the window. He smiled at them. He heard them squeal as they lowered their heads.

"My what, Jessika?!" He was getting close and needed to hear the words.

"I'm....your...slut..."

"That's right! You're my cum...slut...whore. Say that!"

"I'm you're cum...slut...whore!" She groaned, her arms stretched across his desk and gripped the edges.

"Louder," he whispered.

" I'M YOU'RE CUM...SLUT...WHORE...MR.... JONES!" Her body tensed. Her back arched and her tight, ten-year-old pussy got even tighter as she reached her second climax of the morning. He thrust faster, the sensation growing in his loins.

"Here's your cum, you sexy little slut! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH FFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK!" With one hard final thrust, he held their hips together and emptied his massive load of semen deep into her womb.

"AAAAAHHHHHEEEEEEEEEE....Fuck yeah, Mr. Jones."

He leaned over the top of her to catch his breath for a few moments. Jessika thrust her hips back a few for times and rotated her hips before Mr. Jones slowly pulled out of her pussy with an audible SLURP-POP. He bent down to pull up his pants and stared for a moment at her sexy gaping cunt as his com oozed out.

"Not yet, Mr. Jones," Jessika turned around, dropped to her knees and took his lightly deflating cock into her sexy lips. She took one hand and held it between her legs to catch the dripping cum. Her gentle sucking on his sensitive head caused him to twitch.

"I had to taste it first," she said pulling away and looking up.

"Nothing wrong with that, but you're gonna want to get dressed. Class starts in about 8 minutes." said Mr. Jones pulling up his pants and straightening his appearance. Jessika stood up, took her hand with the small pool of cum in it and brought it to her mouth. She stared at Mr. Jones and slurped it into her mouth with her tongue before sticking three fingers in and pulling them out clean, She swallowed, smiled, then bent down to pull up her jeans.

"Yummy."