Mr. Jones caught his breath for a moment as he watched Jessika slowly sway back to her desk. She turned to look at him with a freshly fucked grin of satisfaction. Gently collapsing in the chair, Jessika slid down until her perfect little ass was barely hanging off the edge, threw her head back and groaned.

"Uuuuuunnnnnnngggghhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuuuck, Mr. Jones! My girls weren't kidding about that cock! And my panties are gonna be soaked," she yelled to the ceiling. She brought her hands to the crotch of her jeans and gently squeezed. A dark spot was beginning to form.

"You were awesome, too, Ms. Jessika. That tight little baby pussy of yours is...just...well awesome," Mr. Jones smiled back as he tucked his shirt in and tightened the buckle.

"Now that I'm your little cum-slut, when can we do it again?" Jessika asked in a sultry voice normally reserved for older women. It turned Mr. Jones on to no end, and he found his cock twitching already.

Damn, he thought, it's gonna be a bitch getting through to recess.

The bell rang five minutes later. Mr. Jones stood at the door to greet his class with the friendly smile and hellos that he always used, but he was seeing his female students in a much more perverted light. With the warm spring weather they were wearing tight shorts, tanks and tees, and dresses that served to enhance their sexiest features.

Angel and Michaela came in last on either side of Amanda, a mousy little curly haired brunette Mr. Jones had always seen as pretty but not really sexy until this morning. She was wearing a yellow and white sundress that fell to just past her knees. The top was not see-thru, but clung to her petite frame enough to accentuate her tiny buds. Their heads were close and they were whispering, giggling and smiling at Mr. Jones as they hung up their bags and huddled around Jessika.

None of the other students seemed to really notice as there was the usual bustle of morning noise and activity to conceal it. Mr. Jones walked down the aisle the girls his harem was gathered in, staring at their hot bodies and wanting to raise all their skirts and fuck them all right there. As he walked by, Angel tapped his arm.

"Mr. Jones? This is from Mandy. She's just a little shy to give it to you herself," Angel said slightly sucking in her bottom lip as she handed him a folded pink piece of paper that had "Mr. Jones" written on it, surrounded by two hearts on either side. He wanted to bend down and kiss her, but discretely took the note and looked at Amanda. She looked at Angel with mock offense and gently punched her arm before turning to Mr. Jones and turning two shades of red darker.

"That's okay. I like shy," he smiled and moved to the front of the room, stealthily adjusting his pants and unfolding the note.

Mr. Jones,

OMG! This is kind of embarrassing, but Angel and Kayla told me about a secret club they just joined with you. They told me what you did and it sounds like lotsa fun. Can I join? I'm good at keeping secrets.

XO
Amanda

The bell rang and the class took their seats. He folded the note, put it in his pocket and asked Amanda to the front. The other three giggled and smiled knowingly. She walked innocently, hands clasped loosely in front of her, to the front of his desk as Mr. Jones sat down and leaned forward.

"Amanda, I would love for you to join. Stay in at recess and we will...umm...fill you in, okay?" he whispered. Amanda nodded, started to turn, and then asked, "We, Mr. Jones?"

"I think the other members would like to have a say, don't you?"

"Yeeaaah," she smiled and dropped her head, looking up at him and twisting her body nervously. This caused her flowy sundress to float slightly away from her thin waist.

"Alright then, my dear go take your seat." Mr. Jones watched her move with an innocent giddiness that, at this moment, was incredibly arousing. He unconsciously licked his lips as Amanda returned to her seat next to Jessika. She placed her hands together and set them between her thighs, pushing down the fabric of the dress. Jessika leaned over and whispered something to Amanda. Whatever was said made her nod and grin wide.

Two hours was a long time to teach with an almost perpetual hard-on. Mr. Jones tried to face the board as much as he could. Angel, Michaela, and Jessika knew they were driving him crazy.

Jessikas hand was down the front of her jeans every time he looked at her, except for the time she caught him looking, then she brought her fingers out and slowly put them in her mouth, closed her lips around them, and pulled them out slowly.

As he was helping a cute curly blond student named Mia, he felt a hand slowly slide in his trouser pocket and teasingly caress his rod as it left a note. He glanced back and saw Michaela return to her seat, slowly spread her legs and raise her black and red pleated skirt, revealing her beautifully bald pussy lips. He subtly wagged his finger and shook his head.

These girls are gonna be the end of me, but DAMN is it going to be fun! He thought as he returned to helping Mia. His eyes drifted down her white tank- top, which was open just enough to reveal her mosquito-bite tits and tiny nips. When he looked back at her she was watching him and smiling.

"My eyes are up here, Mr. Jones," she leaned forward and whispered in his ear. Her hot breath sent chills down his side and to his groin.

"Sorry, Mia. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable," he whispered back. Mr. Jones thought he'd read the signs right, but didn't want to assume anything and ruin a perfect situation for this lover of little girls.

"I'm not uncomfortable, Mr. Jones. I like it. A lot." Mia's voice was driving him wild. He looked up at the clock and saw there was ten long minutes to recess.

"What are you doing after school?"

"Nothing until soccer practice at 5." Her strawberry scent intoxicated him.

"Come back after everyone leaves. I have something I want to show you, okay?"

"Yes, Mr. Jones. I can't wait!" She squeaked an excited whisper. Mr. Jones stood up and quickly moved to the front of the class and, in as steady and unhurried voice as he could muster, told his class to close their readers and get ready for recess. Amongst the bustle, he pulled the note from his pocket and opened it. In bold red letters were the four words: WE WANT YOUR COCK!

Recess finally comes...

Mr. Jones came out from behind his desk as his class, except for his four hot young sluts, ran outside for a fifteen minute recess. Just enough time to initiate Amanda and coronate her pretty body with some cum. The way he felt right now, it wouldn't take very long to get there.

"You girls are a sexy little bunch of teases. You could get me in real trouble if you're not careful." He grinned as they moved quickly towards him and pushed Amanda ahead of them.

"No time to talk, Mr. Jones. Show Mandy what's got all our baby cunts dripping," Angel's husky whisper ordered as she stopped Amanda right in front of him and moved to his side looking up into Mr. Jones' blue eyes and grasping his already steel cock through his pants. He leaned down and mashed his lips into Angels and engaged in a brief, but intense tongue dance. Angel moaned into his mouth as he reached behind her, pulled up her short denim skirt and squeezed her bare, sumptuous ass. Angel reluctantly pulled away and undid his belt and pulled down the zipper with urgency.

"Take off your panties, chica. Let Mr. Jones see what a beautiful pussy he's getting." Amanda nervously lifted her skirt and revealed a sexy pair of white, bikini briefs with a yellow flower directly over the crotch, which she quickly dropped, revealing one of the sexiest v-lines and hairless camel toe pussies he'd seen. He was just going to go with a blow job, but after seeing her slit, he had to pound it now and deposit his seed.

"Michaela, come here and get Amandas hot little pussy ready," he ordered as hequickly retrieved his chair and sat down. Angel retrieved the Vaseline from Mr. Jones' desk and kneeled in front of him. She pulled his pants to his ankles and took a small scoop of lube and started wanking his hard meat. Michaela came up to Amanda, pushed her to the closest desk, and kneeled in front of her, spreading her legs. She wasted no time going to town on Amandas virgin slit. Amanda squealed in surprised pleasure.

As Angel slowly jerked off Mr. Jones' cock, Jessika came to her side, undid her jeans and pulled them to her knees and mashed her lips into Angels. Their tongues danced. Jessikas right hand reached between Angels legs and began vigorously rubbing her dripping slit while her left pulled her face closer. Angels free hand reached down to Jessikas dripping mound that was still sticky from this morning's awesome fuck.

Mr. Jones could handle no more. Time was running out and he needed to fill Amanda with his cock and cum. He stood up, freeing Angels hand to grab Jessikas ass. The room with filled with moaning and slurping and it was getting hot. He gently nudged Michaela away from Amanda's pussy, aimed his missile at her wet hole, and applied pressure. Between Michaelas spit and the lube, his got slid in to her tight hole very smoothly. There was no barrier to contend with, but at this point it did not surprise him. This school was filled with depraved little preteen sluts.

Amanda grunted and squealed as Mr. Jones pushed balls deep into her vice like pussy and pressed against her cervix.

"DAMN! That's a nice little pussy, Amanda. Who's been in there before me?" panted Mr. Jones as he waited just briefly for her hole to adjust before he started thrusting his hips and slapping her ass with his balls. Amanda couldn't answer. The look on her face was complete rapture as her tiny frame was pounded and she could hardly breathe.

"We found my mom's dildo last weekend and we had some fun," answered Michaela as she leaned beside Amanda and began frenching her perfect little mouth. Amanda reached beneath Michaelas skirt and began fingering her already wet cunt. They moaned into each others mouths, as well. Mr. Jones glanced at the clock and noted they only had about five minutes left.

"Wrap it up girls." He panted as he took hold of Amandas tiny hips and began pounding her into the desk. It wouldn't be long now. Amandas squeals of ecstasy into Michaela's mouth became louder as she reached climax. Michaela released her lips from Amandas and Mr. Jones pulled them to his. His thrusts became faster as he pressed hard against herlips and fucked her tongue as well as her pussy. They moaned into each other mouths lustily as Mr. Jones gave one last hard thrust into Amanda and deposited yet another impressive load of baby-juice. Amanda tensed, pulled her mouth away, and rolled her eyes into the back of her head as she peaked. She felt Mr. Jones cum leaking from their union and it felt incredible.

Mr. Jones slowly pulled out of Amandas cunt and wiped his dripping cock on the inside of her dress. The other three had resumed an air of normalcy as Michaela handed Amanda her panties.

"You might want those to help contain the mess," Angel told Amanda as they returned to their desks with thirty seconds to spare.

"Mr. Jones, I saw you talking to Mia earlier," asked Michaela. "Is she going to be joining our club?"

"She's coming in after school if you want to join us. That goes for any of you girls." They looked at each other, and almost simultaneously said

"Hells-to-the-YEEAAH!"