Beginning the journey

‘I’ll let you decide,’ said Ian.

‘Oh, how sweet,’ said Miss Hart, hardly waiting at all before inclining her head forwards and opening her lips to engulf the head of Ian’s cock in her mouth as she bent over the seat. Ian gasped as the massive-boobed blonde’s astonishing cocksucking expertise sucked the remnants of the cum from his shaft, slurping noisily as she did so. Ian could see her cheeks hollow out as the busty PE teacher applied hoovering suction, the thirsty slut sucking hard as she extracted the last vestiges of ejaculate from his still-spasming cumtube. When she released the liplock on the bell-shaped head of Ian’s shaft and moved her head upwards, Ian could see that her cheeks were billowing out slightly, her mouth obviously full of cum.

With a gesture of her gloved hand, Miss Hart succeeded in attracting one of the shell-shocked, jizzspattered girls that Ian had just treated to an impromptu shower over from Ian’s side of the car. It was the white micro-skirted brunette with the deep tan that Ian had drenched first. The girl’s two huge, firm melons were concealed by a crop top that was held in place by spaghetti-straps that went over her shoulders, the lower half of the garment being indecently short and revealing a fair amount of firm and curvaceous underboobs, much of the material plastered onto the bursting globes and clinging wetly to the juicy orbs with Ian’s cum. Tottering around the car on her transparent platform-soled stiletto-heeled shoes, the girl obediently made her way around to the driver’s side and hunkered down next to Miss Hart.

Miss Hart, her mouth still ostentatiously full, pressed the button that wound the window down. The tanned brunette put both her hands on the side of the car as the window went all the way down. Ian noticed that she was wearing fingerless black leather gloves.

Then, without much warning, Laura spat her mouthful of cum directly into the girl’s face, accompanied by a very wet and sticky ‘P-TOO’ sound which was immediately followed by the young student’s delighted shriek as the warm cum spattered into her eyes and hair. Following this, Miss Hart slapped her gloved hands together in a gesture of finality, as if pleased to have dealt with a troublesome situation. It was all pantomime, of course.

‘Don’t miss lunch,’ said Miss Hart with mock firmness before placing the shades properly onto her nose and turning to Ian. ‘Now, Mr White, one final thing.’

‘What’s that?’ said Ian, trying not to laugh as he observed Miss Hart pressing the button to wind the window back up even as the shocked student still hovered directly outside the driver’s side window, cum dripping from the top of her nose, the her fringe pasted to her forehead.

‘You look ridiculous.’ Miss Hart said, though not unkindly.

Ian looked down. It was in a sense quite true. He was not a small man and was crushed into the low seat of Laura’s small sports car, which had the effect of crumpling his body slightly. This meant that his huge, throbbing, fifteen-inch tool was laid between his groin all the way up to his chin.

‘We’re supposed to be travelling incognito,’ Miss Hart continued, ‘can’t you hide that piece of meat?’

‘I can’t get it back into my trousers,’ Ian confessed after a few unsuccessful fumblings aimed at trying to get the stiff, tumescent, rod to do anything other than stick straight upwards.

‘We’ll have to disguise it,’ said Miss Hart, reaching in and once again grabbing the underwear that she had wrapped around his balls and scrotum. Stretching the material, the blonde PE teacher stuck her tongue out of her mouth in a gesture of concentration as she tried to extend her panties so that they obscured the monstrous pillar of flesh that protruded from Ian’s groin. She met with no success, although her fumblings did have something of an effect on her new colleague, who responded to her touch by beginning to leak warm clear precum from the tip of his mammoth cock. Before long, the thin panties were comically stretched around both Ian’s balls and all the way up to the top of the shaft, but this left an awful lot of pink and veiny flesh exposed to the world.

‘Here,’ said Miss Hart, ever resourceful, shucking out of her slim leather jacket, ‘try this.’

Ian watched as Laura slid one of the sleeves of her leather jacket over his protruding monstercock. The jacket was more or less skintight so the fit was particularly flush around his thick, throbbing pussy rocket. With a final grunt of exertion, Miss Hart succeeded in encasing Ian’s flesh mast with one of the sleeves, the livid, throbbing, purple, drooling cockend popping out of the top.

‘There,’ said Miss Hart, ‘now if anyone sees you they’ll think you have a weird third arm growing out of your crotch clutching a red apple.’

‘How about you?’ Ian asked, gesturing to Laura in sunglasses, gloves, and nothing more than the mesh top.

‘I think we’ll both do at a glance,’ said Miss Hart, ‘I drive fast.’

‘I’ve noticed. And we haven’t been out of the car park yet.’

‘Oh, that reminds me,’ said Miss Hart, starting the ignition again, ‘when we get back, I’m going to sit on this gearstick and have to stand over me and fuck me face, ok?’

Ian gulped. ‘Ok.’

With a squeal of tyres, the two of them were finally away, leaving a trio of cumsplattered girls on one side of the school drive next to the sign and another standing in the driveway, legs straight, ass sticking out, hands locked against her knees, still standing as if she were peering through the window of Miss Hart’s car.

‘I’m glad you got me to stop the car,’ Miss Hart remarked, ‘you’re quite the disciplinarian. Those girls won’t forget you in a hurry. You nearly stuck them to the school sign.’

‘If you’d have photographed it we could have won the competition in the last class.’

Miss Hart laughed as she drove onto the open road. A couple of times she playfully grabbed Ian’s dick instead of her gearstick by ‘mistake.’ After a stretch of road, the car came up to a set of lights, where Miss Hart waited. After a couple of seconds, another car pulled up by the side nearest Ian. Ian looked.

He was amused. The car which had pulled up alongside Miss Hart was very much like Miss Hart’s: another convertible, being driven by a busty woman. Even though Ian was with Laura, he knew she wouldn’t mind him checking out the new arrival and saw a very well presented blonde girl with black streaks in her hair and sunglasses on.

‘Aim…’ said Miss Hart, as the pair of cars waited for the light.

Ian didn’t need any further explanation and moved his dick so that it protruded over the car door slightly. His heart was beating faster as he was suddenly aware that Miss Hart was going to include a stranger in their sexual shenanigans.

At this point, Laura leant over Ian, and attracted the blonde’s attention, making a winding motion with her hand. The blonde took the hint, and wound her window down. Ian could see that she was exceptionally beautiful, even though she was clearly confused for the moment as to what Laura could want. As the young woman craned her head in Ian and Laura’s direction, Laura suddenly used her other hand to squeeze Ian’s shaft, or rather, the jacket clad part of it.

Several things happened at once. Ian groaned loudly as a bolt of precum shot from his castiron cock, the recoil of the huge dick snapping the elastic of Miss Hart’s underwear and propelling the fabric clean off his dick, over the window and between the cars were the saturated panties slapped with a wet SMACK against the blonde’s face.

Then the lights turned green and Miss Hart emitted a glorious giggle as she roared away, leaving the blonde motorist at a green light with a pair of precum soaked panties pasted to her face.