Alexa was late again ! She hated the fact that her 3rd and 4th periods were on reverse ends of the schooling. With only three minute of arc between classes she barely had adequate time to stop at her locker and she never had sufficiency time to talk to the guys. With two tardies already this month, she could n't afford to be late again. Three tardies meant detention after school day, which would cause her to miss cheerleader exercise. That was not an pick. As a soph, Alexa was new to the cheerleading squad but the other girl depended on her.

'' Shit ! '' Alexa cursed as she reached her locker. The grip was jammed shut again. She pulled and tugged and hit her locker door, to no avail. This had happened before, just a week before on Alexa 's sixteenth part natal day. `` That worthless janitor was supposed to make fixed this ! ``

No longer caring that she would be late, Alexa gave up on her cabinet and stormed down the hall towards the custodial area. Several boys noticed her still hunt by in her short doll and heights white windsock. The boys always noticed her tan legs, toned from cheer-leading, but Alexa was too angry to notice.

'' Mr. Dr. Johnson ? '' Alexa called in an annoyed tone, looking around a garage-like country the tutelary staff used as a shop. She grimaced at the grease and dirt, making a genial bank note not to touch anything which would grime her darling Edward D. White blouse. `` Mr. Samuel Johnson, are you here ? My damned footlocker is jammed again and I 'm belated for English ! ``

audience something from one of the rearwards situation, Alexa marched that way and pushed spread the door. Her surprise was complete at the flock that assaulted her. Mr. President Andrew Johnson was sitting in his grimy office, pant around his articulatio talocruralis, and jerking off to one of those girly calendars mechanics always seemed to have.

'' Oh my god ! What the fuck are you doing ? '' Alexa asked, revolted.

'' Holy Shit ! Do n't you kids ever knock ? '' Mr. Johnson said, more annoyed than embarrassed.

Alexa stood in the threshold and stared at Mr. LBJ 's appearance. She guessed he was in his mid 30, with balding and ropey whisker. His filth-stained helping hand gripped a sizable cock, and she noted he had fat bloated chunk filled with curly pubes that resembled steel fleece. `` That 's totally pure ! My locker is jammed shut again and you 're in here beating your meat ? ! ``

Mr. President Lyndon Johnson offered a toothy grin, `` Maybe you want to lend a hired hand ? The sooner I finish the Oklahoman I can fix your footlocker. '' He had always fancied Alexa, the way she always wore those prissy skirts and fuddled round top. Mr. President Johnson had long thought she was one of the hottest girl at the school.

'' Are you kidding me ? I 'm going to the principal, you fucking convolute. ``

'' I 'll give you fifty bucks for a hand job. '' Mr. LBJ countered.

A visible radiation went off in Alexa 's point. Fifty bucks would go a foresighted way towards a new pair of shoes. She looked at his greasy pecker again. It 's not like she had n't given a hand job before. As a Virgin, it was an easy way to satisfy all the horny boys when they wanted to get into Alexa 's step-in. It was a necessity chore, she had always thought, to maintain the boy 's stake. for sure Mr. Lyndon Johnson was old and dirty, but could it be so bad ?

'' Make it a hundred. '' Alexa suddenly said, `` And you fix my storage locker right after ! ``

Digging in his wallet, Mr. Johnson pulled out a C-note and put it on his desk. `` For a hundred, I want to see your teat while you do it. ``

Alexa let out a disgusted sigh, `` fine. '' She opened the buttons of her tight bloodless blouse and opened it up, unclasping her bra to disclose a twosome of smallish teenage breasts. Alexa was sound a C-cup, and she had huge silver dollar sized pinkish tit. `` But no touching ! If you touch me I 'll get you fired and charged with rape. ``

Alexa grimaced as she knelt down on the grimy floor between the janitor 's legs. She leaned over his crotch and saliva out some saliva onto the brain of his erection, brushing a few strands of her brunette hair's-breadth behind her ear before gripping him in her hand.

Mr. Johnson let out a throaty groan as Alexa started with the head of his cock and smeared her spit all along his hard putz. `` I ca n't believe I 'm doing this. '' she said.

With a chuckle, Mr. LBJ said `` I ca n't consider it either. You 're such a hot short slut. Stroke my cock, loose woman, jerk me off. ``

Alexa circled her finger's breadth, thrifty not to damage newly painted nails, and began slowly pumping her fist up and down Mr. LBJ 's tool. She did find like a slut, handling this dirty old man, and it kind of turn over Alexa on despite herself She did n't mind his dirty talk. Perhaps more would help speed this along.

'' You 're a muddied old man, Mr. Samuel Johnson, paying for a hand job from a sexy trivial loose woman like me. Do you wish my big hot knocker ? ``

Mr. Johnson moaned and nodded, staring at Alexa 's aphrodisiac tits. They were white and perfect, surrounded by tan lines from Alexa 's bikini. The small office was filled with the sounds of Alexa 's attending, the slick dissonance of her masturbating handwriting, and the animalistic oink of the horny janitor.

'' tone at your greasy balls, all puffy with your dirty cum. '' Alexa said as she took his discharge into her exempt hand and squeezed them, teasing Mr. Johnson with tickling scar of her paint nails. `` I bet you want to spud it all over my knocker, do n't you ? ``

Continuing, Alexa circled and rubbed her palm around Mr. President Johnson 's shaft, flicking her thumb on the soft bottom cleft of his tool top dog. `` You 're a naughty old man, Mr. Johnson. Show me how naughty you are and shoot your hot cum out onto my tits. ``

'' You got conjuration hands, you sexy little slattern. '' Mr. Johnson rasped before his hips started bucking.

'' Do it ! '' Alexa urged, `` Shoot your cum all over me. ``

Mr. LBJ 's cock inflated in Alexa 's hand, then began pulsing in coming. A clap of blockheaded hot sperm landed with a splat onto her chest, then another which landed right on her breast. The ease leaked out in several gurgling dollops onto Alexa 's mitt and wrist.

'' Oh god, you got it all over me. Shit !, I did n't know an old guy could have such a big load ! ``

Alexa could smell the scent of Mr. Johnson 's sperm filling the air. It was strangely exhilarating and intoxicating. She felt thrilled with the power of making this old man orgasm, and it was n't so bad - certainly the easiest hundred clam she ever made.

Mr. Johnson handed her a dirty rag and the hundred one dollar bill bill. `` unspoiled hand job I ever got. We should do this again. I got a lot of friends, I think they 'd care you too. ``

Wiping the worthless heart from her chest of drawers, Alexa did her best to clean herself up. `` Yeah ? You think they 'd pay a one hundred sawhorse too ? ``

'' piece of tail yeah. '' Mr. President Lyndon Johnson said, pulling up his pants and zipping up. `` If you give me a cut, I 'll blood them up for that wizardly hand of yours. ``

Alexa stood up, buttoning up her blouse. `` Yeah rightfield. Forget it Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson. ``

'' Are you sure ? '' he countered. `` We could lay down a lot of money at a one C Pearl Buck a pop. ``

Alexa considered. She hated her job at the mall, serving orangeness slushies to rude customers for minimal pay. `` How many deviate like you do you get laid ? '' she wondered.

Mr. Johnson grinned. `` You 'd be surprised. ``

After getting her storage locker opened and armed with a note from Mr. Johnson to get out of a tardy, Alexa went to her English people class. She had a laborious time paying attention to anything the teacher said, her psyche filled with the thoughts of Mr. Johnson 's hammer spitting out all that sperm onto her. Sure he was kind of gross, and way too old, but Alexa could n't deny the damp spot in her panty. During her tiffin jailbreak she stopped into the little girl 's room and rubbed her itchy little clitoris to a straightaway sexual climax while thinking about all that cruddy spermatozoon on her body. She could still smell it on herself. Alexa could n't serve it, the scent turned her on.

The rest of her course that day went the Saami way, with Alexa having difficulty concentrating. She wondered how many old pervs Mr. Samuel Johnson could invoke up for her to jerk off. Would they all pay a hundred Pearl Buck ? If they did, she could depart that awful job at the mall and afford a new purse.

Thoughts like those led Alexa back to the custodial offices after her finish division. She passed by two former janitors who were now loafing around, ignoring their lurid coup d'oeil, and went right into Mr. Johnson 's business office and keep out the door.

'' Okay, how would this work ? '' Alexa asked in good order away.

'' You want to pimp out my paw job to your pervy friends and I want to wee-wee some John Cash. Where would we do it and how much of a cut do you need ? ``

Leaning back in his chair, Mr. Johnson said `` We could do it at my place. I could probably find out a half dozen or Sir Thomas More guys for you to do in one Nox. I want 20 for every hundred you make. ``

Alexa thought over the pass for a few still moments, handbag and shoes swirling in her mind.

Then Mr. Johnson added, `` And I get a free one each clip, for my feat. ``

Alexa scowled, `` Forget it. You pay just like anyone else. ``

Mr. Johnson shrugged, `` I should get a rid one for hosting. Otherwise we can do it at your parents family ? Or maybe you want to springiness for a hotel room, but that will dig into your lucre. ``

'' mulct. '' Alexa agreed, exasperated. `` One free one. But only if you find at to the lowest degree five guys, and only at your firm. If you think I 'm coming back to this grungy old government agency to jerk you off anymore, you have another thing coming. And my locker better abide fixed ! ``

'' Are you sure, girly ? I can gain us a mates hundred bucks right now ? ``

Alexa folded skinny arms across her chest. `` Oh yeah ? How ? ``

Mr. Lyndon Johnson rose from his squeaking chair and went to the door, opening it. `` Hey Jerry ! Bobby ! Come in here for a s. ``

'' Ew ! You mean I have to jerk off two more janitors ? ``

Jerry entered the federal agency first, he was as old as Mr. Johnson and Alexa thought he was even to a greater extent ugly. Bobby was a younger guy, not lots older than Alexa. She figured he was probably a late high school cliff out - a total unsuccessful person.

'' What 's up ? '' Krauthead asked.

Mr. Andrew Johnson gestured at Alexa, `` This here girl has got a conjuring trick hand. For a one hundred clam, she 'll give you the dulcet manus job you ever got. What do you say ? ``

'' You grave ? '' Jerry asked, as his eye traveled up and down Alexa 's hot cheerleader body.

Bobby 's middle about popped out of his head.

sightedness buck throwaway, Alexa held up her hands and wriggled dainty little manicured digit, confirming `` Yep. Just give Mr. Andrew Johnson here the cash and pull out those putz. Can I do you both at once ? I have a lot of studying to do. ``

Both Kraut and Bobby looked at Mr. Johnson, who only nodded with a smug grin. Both men quickly pulled out their wallets and paid in twenties. This clip, Alexa took her blouse and bra off as she did n't want them to get stained, laying the garments on Mr. Johnson 's desk.

All three men stared at Alexa 's bare torso, toned from cheerleading. Her bosom were perky and settled perfectly atop her slightly visible ribcage. They were outlined by tan lines.

They could n't get their knickers done for quickly enough !

The two men stood slope by face while Alexa knelt down in front of them. The onetime one, Jerry, had a gross looking cock similar to Mr. President Johnson 's ; a bit stubbier but fat and midst. Bobby had a farseeing skinny noggin. Both men were already semi-erect from looking at Alexa 's hot untried bod.

She spit on Bobby 's cock first, using her left hand to coat it with the makeshift lubrication. Alexa had to spit twice on Jerry, her spittle hanging out of her somewhat lips for a moment, just to get his magnanimous cock good and slipperiness in her right hand.

'' No touching. '' Alexa remarked. `` You can cum on me, but restrain your grubby hands off of me ! ``

Both of her men started working at the Sami time, pumping the janitors shafts in unison. Bobby was promiscuous, his underweight penis was n't arduous to get a hold of. Boche 's was slightly harder, as his cock was so thickheaded that Alexa had a hard prison term getting her small clenched fist around it. It was like holding a pop-can.

While both men started moaning from Alexa 's hands, Mr. Johnson sat down in his chair behind the legal action. He unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock. He was hard from watching the scenery before him and wanted to jerk off. He fantasied of fucking this hottie from behind.

'' Does that feel good, cat ? '' Alexa said, interrupting the wet sounds of three stopcock being masturbated. `` Does it feel dear to be jerked off by a gratifying niggling slut like me ? Look at my tits, guys, do n't you want to cum on them ? Do n't you want to shoot your smutty loads all over me ? ``

The dirty talk of the town was too much for the young Bobby to handle. He had never received a hand job from a girlfriend before, and he cried out with the loss of control. Alexa was unprepared for his over excitment and had n't anticipated him ejaculating so soon. She had expected to aim his load onto her pectus, but Bobby 's sperm flew out of his stopcock in muscle spasm to land all over her face and into Alexa 's beautiful brunette hair.

'' Oh god ! '' Alexa squeaked as the wet fluid sprayed her facial expression. It started dripping down her cheeks and over her lip. It was watery and slick and she had to close her eyes to avoid being blinded.

Jerry was groaning in pleasure as he watched his buddy decorate Alexa 's face. `` Fuckin-A, Bobby. You shot that loose woman very good. ``

Alexa took a instant to wipe some the cum away from her eye, then abandoned a blushing Bobby to have Jerry 's fat cock into both her hands. `` Did you like that, you naughty old deviant ? I bet it turns you on to watch your buddy shoot his wad all over me, huh ? ``

'' Fuck yeah, you 're a cruddy trivial slut, are n't you ? ``

That scent of sex hit Alexa again. With a fat cock in her hand, cum all over face, and the grunting sounds of Mr. Andrew Johnson masturbating behind her all combined to energise Alexa in a way she did n't understand. She doubled her efforts on Kraut 's shaft, pumping with one hand and groping at his hairy musket ball with the other.

'' I am. I 'm your hired hand job slovenly woman. Cum for me, Jerry. Cum all over me and clear a mess of me with your filthy spunk. I fucking need it. ``

'' Oh fuck yeah. Jerk me off, slut. I 'm gon na cum. I 'm gon na fucking cum. ``

Jerry 's semen was thicker and darker than Bobby 's, shooting out in roping globs. Alexa was prepare for it this sentence, aiming it at her chest so that the hot stuff landed on her breasts. `` Oh yeah, shoot it all over me, oh yessss ... ''

Suddenly Alexa heard Mr. President Johnson cry out her name. She turned to him out of reflex response and was greeted with another load as he came as well, masturbating his spermatozoan all over Alexa 's already soiled face.

'' Ew ! Mr. Johnson ! YOU are so repellant, you pervert ! '' Alexa chastised. The clean load of cum mixed with the previous two, coating the Lester Willis Young teenager. midst streams of it hung off her face and dripped off her nipples.

Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson smirked and slumped into his chair, `` I told you guys. Magic hands on this fille. ``

The other two janitors nodded, suddenly shy from their orgasm. They quickly zipped up and left the office, leaving Alexa and Mr. Lyndon Johnson alone.

oblation her the same cum-stained rag as early that day, Mr. Johnson zipped up too. `` Well, I guess that 's a hundred and 60 for you, and forty for me. ``

Alexa licked the semen from the niche of her mouth. She loved the salty discernment. She then took the rag and attempted to pass over some of the come off the rest of her face. She left the cum on her tits and put her bra and shirt back on. `` Uh-uh. Thirty for you. I 'm charging you ten for jerking off onto me. You 're such a perv, Mr. Johnson. ``

Laughing, Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson agreed. `` All right wing, it was worth it. So when should I line up some guy to meet you at my piazza ? ``

'' Friday night. I want to go to the plaza on Sabbatum. Write down your address and I 'll be there at seven. ``

'' Do n't forget those magic hands. ``

'' Oh, I wo n't. '' Alexa said. She finished buttoning up her sharp white blouse, and with a flip of her whisker she trotted out of the custodian way with as much dignity as she could muster.

The school was mostly abandon by now and Alexa ducked into a lav. She needed to scrape up the horny itch between her stringent second joint. She unbuttoned her shirt as she sat on the sewer, panties and skirt stretched between her ankle joint, she breathed in deeply. Alexa could still smell out the contaminating sex of the men on her body, the perfume of their cum sending her mind swirling.

'' ... I 'm such a loose woman ... '' she whispered to herself, rubbing her little engorged clit with one helping hand while massaged the cum all over her tits. `` ... I 'm such a blue whore ... ''

The anticipation of several horny dick to flick off next Fri night brought Alexa to a shuddering orgasm .