What to do while they wait

“There,” Miss Taylor seated herself behind her desk and sent a look at Ian which was so smouldering that he felt as if he was going to cause her office to become in as dire need of a clean-up as room B9, “now what shall we do while we wait?”

If one choose to ignore the fourteen-inch dildo placed on the desk right in front of the plaque with her name and position on it, and the various lewd photographs which decorated the walls, most of which depicted Miss Taylor herself, although ignoring those were a pretty hard task, the office was pretty much standard fare for a school official, even if the heavy amount of wood and leather did serve to give it a slightly archaic feel, almost like something out of Tom Brown’s Schooldays.

Needless to say, Miss Taylor’s physique would have made her seem out of place in her office even if she’d been wearing something more orthodox, like a discreetly coloured and conservatively cut skirt suit.

As it were, Miss Taylor was now dressed in nothing more than her wide belt and latex-boots, with specks of Ian’s cum glistening against her tanned skin. Oddly enough, Miss Taylor’s current appearance actually made her seem more out of place in her office.

“Oh,” Ian began, once again getting to enjoy the unrestrained manner in which Miss Taylor was eyeing his cock, “I can think of a few things.”

“Would you be terribly opposed to fucking me in the arse?” Miss Taylor’s question caused a spurt of pre-cum to come flying out of Ian’s pisshole.

Taking this as a sign of consent from Ian, Miss Taylor pulled open one of the drawers in her desk, gathered up a rather thick bunch of documents which had been placed on her desk, and placed them in the drawer.

“Those were some rather important documents,” Miss Taylor began to explain her actions to Ian, “and I didn’t want them to be made all messy.”

“Oh my,” Miss Taylor went on to exclaim in an exaggerated fashion, “I forgot to close the drawer!”

With this, Miss Taylor spun round on her tall heels and leaned across her desk to close the drawer, thus presenting Ian with a perfect view of her juicy and completely unprotected ass.

Much like Miss Taylor had expected, Ian was incapable of resisting the temptation presented to him in the shape of her naked backside, and seconds later the head of supply groaned with excitement as she felt his hands on her hips.

Barely had Ian had time to spear the fat tip of his fuckpiece into her unresisting asshole before Miss Taylor was appearing to be on the brink of climax, the buxom blonde utilising her own hands to move Ian’s hands from her hips to her tits.

About to lose all control of himself, Ian kneaded Miss Taylor’s breasts with a little more roughness than he would usually employ, but she certainly didn’t seem to mind as she moaned blissfully time and time again as more of his member was slid into her distended bunghole.

Once Ian’s turgid horsecock had been thrust so far up her anus that his balls where dangling between Miss Taylor’s thighs, he went on to pull his hips back a little before ramming himself forwards again, being deeply satisfied by how this provoked Miss Taylor’s moaning to be transformed into outright screaming.

Egged on by her blissful and somewhat incomprehensible noises, Ian proceeded to pound Miss Taylor’s asshole as fiercely as he dared, ramming his turgid cock into her as she called out again and again.

Her head resting against his shoulder as her body was rocked by the **** of his thrusts, Miss Taylor handed Ian an excellent view of what she looked like while climaxing, her lush lips held wide apart as her honey poured out of her sex to smatter against the wooden surface of her desk.

Even with Ian being rather ready to blow at the time when he first slid his dick into Miss Taylor’s tight rear-entrance, she still seemed to have climaxed multiple times by the time that Ian was about to let loose his load.

Due to the passionate way in which he was ramming his tumescent fuckpole into her from behind, Ian was caught unaware by the sudden tensing up of his cock and balls, and had no time to pull out of Miss Taylor’s asshole before his cum began to geyser out of his pisshole in thick volumes.

Though this meant that Miss Taylor was deprived of what she considered to be the ecstatic sensation of being on the receiving end of one of Ian’s cumshots, she didn’t seem to have any reasons to complain about it as the sudden presence of vast amounts of his balljuice in her bowels caused her to experience an orgasm which put all the preceding ones to shame as her body went limp against Ian’s and her mouth was parted wide to allow her to let out a guttural scream which went on until her lungs had been utterly drained of air.

Once it was all over, Ian gently leaned Miss Taylor forwards until her upper body was slumped across her desk, her ass still remaining impaled on his member, and began the lengthy process of pulling himself out of her overflowing asshole.

Seeming to catch a second wind as soon as she felt Ian’s monstercock exit her asshole, Miss Taylor dropped down on her haunches in between her desk and Ian, and Ian barely had time to register her movement before finding that his cock had disappeared in between her tits, with the topmost couple of inches of it appearing out of the top of her cleavage.

“Oh fuck…” Ian groaned as he felt Miss Taylor’s tongue flicker against his cockhead, though he became incapable of saying anything further when she parted her lips and took the plump business-end of his fuckstaff into her mouth.

While her tongue danced over his cockhead, Miss Taylor made sure to further Ian’s joy by starting to massage her breasts against the trunk of his member, with his jizz-bloated balls throbbing violently against her supple, well-toned stomach.

In the end there was little that Ian could do but free himself of Miss Taylor’s grip and take one step back before letting his balljuice come shooting out of his cumhole, his hand feverishly holding his cock as he did his best to keep it aimed directly at Miss Taylor, who closed her eyes and opened her mouth as she found herself having a virtual wall of white come flying towards her.

There was loud splat! followed by first another one just like it, then two more, which seemed to ring even louder, and then a half-dozen more like them, before Ian’s ejaculation came to an end.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.