Richie gets his kicks

"That sounds like quite the predicament, Ms Haynes." Principal Killerby said. He was deeply engrossed with Amy's story so far, listening with one pudgy hand wedged down the front of his pants. His pasty cheeks were bright red and there was a nasally whine from his nose as he took deep husky breaths. "The last thing this school needs is a lawsuit, but I am very curious to know… what happened next?"

April and Anita were hiding giggles as Amy continued her tale of molestation. Amy crossed her thighs and linked her hands together over her lap. "Well, I suppose it wasn't all bad." The blonde confessed. She remembered the wetness growing between her legs as Richie groped her heavy tits, snorting in her ear while she tried not to moan.

. . .

"Don't come in. Please." The door to their compartment shook and Amy almost suffered a heart attack from shame. She was completely pinned beneath Richie and **** to endure the excited bulge in his shorts grinding against her pussy.

Surprisingly, the door remained shut and Amy heard several boys roughhousing from the hall. The noise eventually died down but the entire altercation flew right over Richie's thick skull. His hands became almost sensual as he fondled Amy's tender tits until the two of them were moaning in unison.

"Richie- ooo- Richie…" Amy was stunned to hear those words slip free of her mouth, but something about the mentally challenged boy's touch was evoking something deeply intimate between her loins. The soles of her sneakers pointed to the ceiling, twitching as Richie's boner dragged up and down her damp thong. The tight underwear was wedged between her pussy, spreading her plump lips to either side. It was far from intentional but the end result was still making Amy's legs quiver while she cooed in the retard's ear.

Challenged though he was, he was smart enough to notice how tightly she held onto him when he gave her tits a firm squeeze and dragged his compressed dong along her thong. She pressed her cheek against his flushed face. "Unng." He groaned. "My peepee feels reawwy good."

The preppy blonde wasn't sure how to respond so she held onto his shoulders and rolled her hips in time with his thrusts. "Oooo! Mmm fuck yes!" Amy was very much a virgin and her body shook with frustration as she considered giving her V-card to a lumbering idiot. The thought alone made her thong dripping wet, perfectly outlining her clit and her untouched lips. Before she could act on her thoughts, an orgasm hit her hard.

She held onto Richie like he was a life-preserver, pushing her lips against his in a sloppy kiss and inadvertently slurping his drool into her mouth. They moaned together, rocking on that stiff bunk until Amy could lower her legs again.

Richie was still going strong and Amy's euphoria was quickly coming to an end as she found herself torn with disgust and self-loathing for letting a retard dryhump her to climax. "Fuck, Richie. If I give you a blowjob will you calm the fuck down?"

"Whud's a blowjob?" Richie confessed.

"Why am I not surprised? Just shut up and I'll show you."She wrestled herself free of him, pulling her shoulderless halter top down below her doughy white breasts jutting but she kept one on the curved bulge in his shorts and the other on his hands so he could keep honking her lovely breasts.

Amy was well experienced with pleasuring excited boys, so she knew just how to tease him. She held his hands a bit longer, letting him massage her soft white breasts and pinch her perky pink nipples with his coarse fingers. She knelt between his legs, letting her pussy drip thick tendrils of grool on the floor. She could've filled half a pint glass with her juices, if not for her thong soaking up so much of it or pushing it onto her thighs.

"Unn! Unnng!" Richie gave deep breathy grunts as Amy tugged on his shorts until they were stretched between his pale sausage legs. She peeled his underwear back and his misshapen but large cock nearly smacked her in the nose. "Amy, it feews reawwy good. Like when mommy lets me watch cartoons but bedda!"

"Holy- Richie. Your dick… is huge!" Amy certainly didn't mean to sound so excited, but it had been awhile since she'd seen a cock as large and distinguished as his. It was almost the entire length of her forearm and almost red with pinkness. Flat black moles speckled the base of it, hidden by long curly pubic hairs that tickled Amy's palms as she wrapped her fingers around the sweat-slimy tubesteak, eerily fascinated with the way it almost coned out into a bumpy-headed plum-gray mushroom with an oozing urethra. The moment she'd touched him the back of her hand was laminated by Richie's pulpy jizz.

Amy could tell he was on the verge of hyperventilating and she took some pride knowing she had this effect on him. She'd wrap her parted lips around his awkwardly shaped penis and he'd be wrapped around her finger. That was her plan at least, but she'd hardly even breathed on his purple and red member before the boy immediately lost his self control and spurted semen all over the pretty blonde.

She jerked back out of reflex, causing her perfectly round and creamy white D's to jump as they were splattered in musty retard jizz. Richie's load painted a copious and sloppy sideways question mark on her chest, hooking over one of her taut breasts while leaving tittle globs on the other. Amy was a bit upset about having semen coating her skin and slithering down her breasts, but there was a smile behind her eyes.

"Are you happy?" The pretty blonde knew Richie couldn't take his eyes off of her hefty tits and the unpleasant smelling nutbutter sinking down into her cleavage and falling to the floor. She drew her pink fingernails between her jugs and brought them to her mouth, the first two knuckles dripping with greasy nut. Amy swallowed it down, letting her natural instincts as a cheerleader kick in. Warming up the crowd, getting them excited, and watching them explode was something she'd loved doing, but now it had been twisted by circumstance and so many cum-coated experiences.

SLURRRP! Amy sucked her fingers dry, cringing to her core as Richie's putrid baby batter sank down her throat. Even after that lump was gone she could feel his seed clinging to her tongue and the back of her throat, moving just as slow as he was. She did this a few more times, watching Richie stare at her and breathing through his nose while his cock leaked all over her bunk. "Now, can you please give me some fucking space?