Fun on the balcony

Feeling his heart race as he watched the radiant smile that Miss Hart had broken out into at the end of his ejaculation, Robert could then feel it skip a beat or two as the delectable blonde's tongue flickered out to scoop up a slashing of cum which was stretched out across her right cheek.

"You most certainly are," Miss Hart suavely responded to Robert's hopeful asseveration, after having wiped the jizz from her left eye, "to the point where I'm contemplating letting you fuck me here and now," Miss Hart stopped to allow a soft hiss to escape from her mouth in response to her manipulating of her clit before continuing, "but first there's something that I want you to see..."

"What?" Robert's voice was hasty, not doubt due to his wishes to get whatever it was that hindered him from getting to pop his cherry out of the way and done with.

Miss Hart giggled again, no doubt aroused into doing so by Robert's impatience, and rose to her feet.

The prospect of getting to fuck Miss Hart had begun to instil Robert with a much needed second wind, but it was the sight of Miss Hart standing with her back to him that served to fully extinguish whatever he weariness that he had been suffering from, as the sight of her stockings reaching up to just below her glorious ass made his cock go fully hard with such speed and **** that its rise should have been accompanied by a cartoonish "twang!".

"Just follow me," the buxom teacher said with a smile, and Robert duly jumped to his feet, willing to go wherever Miss Hart might lead him. That proved to be the balcony.

The sun was still up, dusk was still several hours away, and barely any clouds were present on the sky to hinder its strong rays from illuminating the patio and pool located below the balcony.

Miss Hart had stepped of to his side, so Robert was free to step up all the way to the railing, though he had to be careful not to hurt and embarrass himself by driving his erect penis into the intricately designed metalwork, from where he got an unrestricted view of what was occurring down at the poolside.

The brunette who was previously immersed in the pool's clear water had now ascended from it, and was lying only inches away from its edge, on her back and with her legs spread to allow the blonde to hold her hands between them as she licked her pussy.

The blonde's stance allowed Mr. Campbell to fuck her from behind, and the giant Scotsman seemed to be of an entirely different scale than the much less bulky blonde, the impression of a divergence in scale between the two being enforced further by the size of his cock, which he was slamming into the slowly bucking blonde from a steep upward angle.

"I believe that you've already met Mr. Campbell," Miss Hart had moved in behind him now, and Robert could sense the curvature of her breasts as they pressed against his back, "who is the living proof that thirteen isn't necessarily an unlucky number."

This brought a perplexed "What?" in response from Robert.

"His cock," Miss Hart now put one hand around the trunk of Robert's member, "it's thirteen inches long," then she gave Robert a sound jerk, forcing a low moan from the boy as her action coaxed out a thick rope of pre-cum from his pisshole.

"The brunette writhing around on her back is Nurse Pennyweather," Miss Hart was now beginning to rhythmically fist Robert's cock, her hand bobbing up and down its length as she whispered into his right ear, "and she'll view you with much scientific interest, I'm sure," her other hand having clasped hold of the hilt of his prick.

"And that leaves only the blonde to be introduced," Robert felt Miss Hart's hard little nipples pressing into his back while she now used her right hand to fondle and caress the plump tip of his engorged cock, "her name is Miss Forbes, but she's an informal little bitch and will no doubt have you call her Kimberly," Miss Hart's right hand now danced all the way down the considerable length of Robert's member to touch his heavy balls, "she likes to be friendly with the students, you see..."

Robert had half a mind to ask Miss Hart what she herself was if not friendly with students, but he was far too busy listening to her and enjoying his first handjob to say anything at all, only listening as Miss Hart went on to tell him "Now I want you to pay extra notice to what Mr. Campbell is doing to Miss Forbes," which really was a superfluous thing to say, since Robert could hardly look at much else, though she did nearly make him blow his load there and then when she added, "because I want you to do the same to me in a little while."

"That's right Robert," Miss Hart was pumping her head over his cock again, "you're going to shove your fourteen inches of cockmeat up my arse," a jet of lucid pre-cum sprayed out of Robert's cock as his response to her words, "and then you're going to make me cum over and over again."

Miss Hart was about to say something more, but Robert cut her off with a shrill "Miss Hart!" and the young man barely waited for her to let out a "Yes?" before he shouted out "On your knees!"

It was hardly the most informative of instructions, but Miss Hart seemed to grasp its meaning and rapidly drown onto her knees.

Swinging round so fast that he nearly slapped his cock into the side of Miss Hart's head and thereby knocking her over, Robert had seized hold of his member just as Miss Hart had let go off it, and it took just one stroke of his throbbing rod of sleek cockmeat before his jizz came tumbling out in thick, rich gushes which smacked wetly against Miss Hart's head and tits.

This ejaculation seemed to last longer than the previous ones, even if Robert was hardly in a state where he would keep track of how much time went by, but even this copious cumshot eventually ended, and Robert opened his eyes to find that Miss Hart was once again finger-fucking herself.

The sight of the busty slut playing with herself was enough to keep Robert's cock from softening, and he stood silently and watched how two of her fingers were pumped in and out of her hairless slit.

Eventually however, Miss Hart became aware of the fact that no cum was smacking against her tanned skin, and so stopped her masturbating.

Not knowing whether to be disappointed about not getting to ogle Miss Hart toy with her pussy or to be excited about what was to come next, Robert stood silent as she nimbly got back up on her feet.

It was with a perky "Let's go," that Miss Hart wrapped her fingers around Robert's cock and proceeded to lead him back inside, making sure to move her hand over his member as she guided him towards the wide bed.

After unquestioningly following her instructions to "Get on the bed," where he now laid on his back, Robert could see how a thick rope of his cum was dangling from the tip of Miss Hart's left nipple. She must have noticed it too, for she grabbed hold of the huge orb of titflesh, and hoisted it up until she could bow her head down and suck her nipple clean.

"Robert," Miss Hart said once she had let go of the hard bud, "I want you to put one hand on that magnificent cock of yours," adding a sultry "That's good," as she watched Robert's fingers connect with his member, "start jerking it," and rounding of with a faint "oh God," as she watched Robert's hand move over his cock while she climbed into the bed.

What was to come next became apparent to Robert when Miss Hart straddled his face, her pussy suddenly being only a few inches away from his face.

"Robert," Miss Hart gazed down at him from between her two enormous tits, "I want you to keep jerking your fat cock," she had a way of pronouncing the word "cock" which was perhaps even more enticing than the things she made him do, "while licking my wet pussy."

And it most certainly was wet, Robert thought as Miss Hart lowered her crotch onto his face, to the point where it was virtually foaming, thin ropes of gelatinous juices dangling from her bald lips.

His senses assaulted by the musky scent of her sex, Robert nervously flickered out his tongue, being rewarded with a husky moan from Miss Hart as the tip of it brushed against her sex, the mega-boobed crying out "Lick it!" just as he began to do so.

Despite having no idea of what he was doing, Robert's actions was met with Miss Hart's instant approval, and she soon implored him to "put your tongue against my clit!" Focusing on the small bud, just as Miss Hart had told him, Robert didn't have to much more than give it a few good lashes before he was rewarded with the sound of Miss Hart screaming out blissfully.

The long build-up towards climax now having reached its completion, Miss Hart was shaking and screaming as her pussy erupted into a forceful release of girlcum which poured into Robert's mouth, the youngster barely managing to savour its taste due to the large amounts of it which was being produced.

Unable to keep still any longer, Miss Hart began to grind her sex against Robert's face, coating his chin, cheeks and nose with her honey as more and more of it gushed out, the horny teenager still jerking his cock like a man possessed while he got an ample first serving of cunt juice.

It was just when Miss Hart's orgasm ended that Robert's latest began. Since he had dropped his cock slightly towards his belly during his gulping down of her juices, the first notice that Miss Hart got that he had just erupted, she failed to notice his muffled cry, was when the first blast of cum suddenly smacked into her back, giving the area between her shoulder blades a lustrous white veneer.

Instead of turning around to face the torrent of jizz, Miss Hart jutted her ass backwards and began to groan as it was peppered by Robert's balljuice, allowing him a look at the ecstatic expression on her face.

As Robert's cumshot came to an end, Miss Hart finally turned round and got down on her hands and knees on top of the bed, giving Robert a good view of her cum-glazed arse.

Her face now in line with his cock, Miss Hart parted her lush lips and began to lower her head, slowly bringing her mouth closer and closer to Robert's angry cockhead.