Alexa was late again ! She hated the fact that her 3rd and 4th point were on inverse ends of the school. With only three proceedings between course she barely had enough time to stop at her cabinet and she never had decent fourth dimension to talk to the guy wire. With two tardies already this calendar month, she could n't afford to be late again. Three tardies meant detention after school, which would do her to drop cheerleader exercise. That was not an option. As a Sophomore, Alexa was new to the cheerleading squad but the other girls depended on her.

'' Shit ! '' Alexa cursed as she reached her locker. The handle was jammed shut again. She pulled and tugged and hit her locker door, to no service. This had happened before, just a workweek before on Alexa 's sixteenth birthday. `` That worthless janitor was supposed to have fixed this ! ``

No longer caring that she would be late, Alexa gave up on her storage locker and stormed down the hall towards the custodial orbit. several boys noticed her stalking by in her brusque annulus and richly white socks. The boys always noticed her tan peg, toned from cheer-leading, but Alexa was too raging to notice.

'' Mr. Johnson ? '' Alexa called in an annoyed pure tone, looking around a garage-like field the tutelary staff used as a shop. She grimaced at the grease and shit, making a mental note not to impact anything which would soil her preferred White person blouse. `` Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson, are you here ? My damned locker is jammed again and I 'm later for English ! ``

Hearing something from one of the back offices, Alexa marched that way and pushed open up the door. Her surprise was complete at the tidy sum that assaulted her. Mr. Johnson was sitting in his grimy power, pants around his ankles, and jerking off to one of those girly calendars grease monkey always seemed to have.

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

'' holy place damn ! Do n't you kids ever knock ? '' Mr. Johnson said, to a greater extent vexed than embarrassed.

Alexa stood in the doorway and stared at Mr. Johnson 's appearing. She guessed he was in his mid thirties, with balding and wiry hair's-breadth. His filth-stained hand gripped a healthy cock, and she noted he had fat bloated lump filled with curly pubes that resembled steel woolen. `` That 's totally gross ! My footlocker is jammed shut again and you 're in here beating your center ? ! ``

Mr. Johnson offered a toothy grin, `` Maybe you want to bestow a hand ? The sooner I finish the sooner I can fix your cabinet. '' He had always fancied Alexa, the way she always wore those prissy skirts and tight tops. Mr. Johnson had long intellection she was one of the spicy lady friend at the school.

'' Are you kidding me ? I 'm going to the corpus, you fucking pervert. ``

'' I 'll give you 50 horse for a handwriting job. '' Mr. LBJ countered.

A light went off in Alexa 's point. Fifty Pearl Sydenstricker Buck would go a long way towards a new pair of shoes. She looked at his greasy turncock again. It 's not like she had n't given a bridge player job before. As a Virgo, it was an easy way to satisfy all the horny boys when they wanted to get into Alexa 's panty. It was a necessary chore, she had always thought, to maintain the boy 's involvement. Sure Mr. Johnson was old and dirty, but could it be so bad ?

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

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

Alexa let out a disgusted sigh, `` Fine. '' She opened the clitoris of her tight Andrew D. White blouse and opened it up, unclasping her bra to bring out a pair of smallish teenage breasts. Alexa was healthy a C-cup, and she had huge silver gray buck sized ping nipples. `` But no touching ! If you touch me I 'll get you fired and charged with rape. ``

Alexa grimaced as she knelt down on the grubby level between the janitor 's stage. She leaned over his crotch and saliva out some saliva onto the head of his hard-on, brushing a few chain of her brunette fuzz behind her ear before gripping him in her hand.

Mr. Johnson let out a throaty moan as Alexa started with the foreland of his turncock and smeared her spit all along his grueling shaft. `` I ca n't believe I 'm doing this. '' she said.

With a chuckle, Mr. Johnson said `` I ca n't believe it either. You 're such a hot piffling slut. stroking my cock, adulteress, twitch me off. ``

Alexa circled her fingers, careful not to damage newly painted nails, and began slowly pumping her clenched fist up and down Mr. LBJ 's dick. She did palpate like a slut, handling this dirty old man, and it variety of turn over Alexa on despite herself She did n't listen his dirty public lecture. Perhaps more would avail speed this along.

'' You 're a dirty old man, Mr. Johnson, paying for a deal job from a sexy little slovenly woman like me. Do you like my big hot titties ? ``

Mr. Johnson moaned and nodded, staring at Alexa 's sexy tits. They were clean and perfect tense, surrounded by tan lines from Alexa 's two-piece. The minuscule office was filled with the sounds of Alexa 's attentions, the slick noise of her masturbating hand, and the animalistic oink of the horny janitor.

'' tone at your greasy balls, all puffy with your filthy cum. '' Alexa said as she took his sackful into her barren mitt and squeezed them, teasing Mr. Andrew Johnson with tickling scraping of her paint nails. `` I bet you want to fool it all over my tits, do n't you ? ``

Continuing, Alexa circled and rubbed her medallion around Mr. Johnson 's shaft, flicking her thumb on the soft underside cleft of his cock head. `` You 're a spicy old man, Mr. President Johnson. Show me how naughty you are and shoot your hot cum out onto my boob. ``

'' You got conjuring trick hired hand, you sexy footling slut. '' Mr. Lyndon Baines Johnson rasped before his hips started bucking.

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

Mr. Johnson 's prick inflated in Alexa 's helping hand, then began pulsing in orgasm. A fire of wooden-headed hot sperm landed with a splat onto her chest, then another which landed right on her white meat. The rest leaked out in various gurgling dollops onto Alexa 's hand and wrist.

'' Oh god, you got it all over me. Shit !, I did n't sleep together an old guy could throw such a big encumbrance ! ``

Alexa could reek the aroma of Mr. President Lyndon 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 one C bucks she ever made.

Mr. Johnson handed her a cheating rag and the one C buck bill. `` Best hand job I ever got. We should do this again. I got a lot of Quaker, I think they 'd like you too. ``

Wiping the worthless substance from her thorax, Alexa did her best to strip herself up. `` Yeah ? You think they 'd pay a one hundred bucks too ? ``

'' nooky yeah. '' Mr. President Andrew Johnson said, pulling up his pants and zipping up. `` If you give me a cut, I 'll cable them up for that magic hired man of yours. ``

Alexa stood up, buttoning up her blouse. `` Yeah right. blank out it Mr. Samuel Johnson. ``

'' Are you sure ? '' he countered. `` We could make a lot of money at a c bucks a pop. ``

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

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

After getting her locker opened and armed with a note from Mr. LBJ to get out of a tardy, Alexa went to her English class. She had a hard time paying attention to anything the teacher said, her nous filled with the sentiment of Mr. Andrew Johnson 's cock spitting out all that sperm onto her. sure he was variety of stark, and way too old, but Alexa could n't deny the damp spotlight in her panties. During her lunch break she stopped into the young lady 's way and rubbed her itchy lilliputian clit to a quickly coming while thinking about all that filthy spermatozoon on her body. She could still smell it on herself. Alexa could n't help it, the perfume turned her on.

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

Thoughts like those led Alexa back to the tutelar offices after her last class. She passed by two other janitors who were now loafing around, ignoring their lurid glimpse, and went right into Mr. Johnson 's office and keep out the door.

'' Okay, how would this workplace ? '' Alexa asked mightily away.

'' You want to procure out my hand occupation to your pervy acquaintance and I want to make some cash. Where would we do it and how very much of a cut do you require ? ``

Leaning back in his electric chair, Mr. Johnson said `` We could do it at my place. I could probably incur a half dozen or more guys for you to do in one Night. I want twenty for every hundred you make. ``

Alexa thought over the go for a few silent moments, purses and shoes swirling in her mind.

Then Mr. LBJ added, `` And I get a free one each fourth dimension, for my endeavor. ``

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

Mr. President Andrew Johnson shrugged, `` I should get a costless one for hosting. Otherwise we can do it at your parents menage ? Or maybe you want to spring for a hotel way, but that will dig into your profits. ``

'' Fine. '' Alexa agreed, exasperated. `` One unfreeze one. But only if you find at least five guys, and only at your house. If you think I 'm coming back to this grungy old office to jerk you off anymore, you have another thing coming. And my cabinet better stay deposit ! ``

'' Are you sure, girly ? I can crap us a couple hundred dollar right now ? ``

Alexa folded close arms across her dresser. `` Oh yeah ? How ? ``

Mr. Johnson rose from his squeaking chairperson and went to the room access, opening it. `` Hey Jerry ! Bobby ! seed in here for a endorse. ``

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

Jerry entered the office first, he was as old as Mr. Dr. Johnson and Alexa thought he was even more ugly. Bobby was a younger guy, not lots older than Alexa. She figured he was probably a Recent epoch high school drop out - a total also-ran.

'' What 's up ? '' Jerry asked.

Mr. President Johnson gestured at Alexa, `` This here girl has got a legerdemain paw. For a hundred bucks, she 'll apply you the sweetest hired man job you ever got. What do you say ? ``

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

Bobby 's heart about popped out of his head.

visual perception dollar circular, Alexa held up her script and wriggled dainty little manicured fingers, confirming `` Yep. Just open Mr. Johnson here the Cash and draw out out those shaft. Can I do you both at once ? I have a lot of studying to do. ``

Both Krauthead and Bobby looked at Mr. Johnson, who only nodded with a smug grin. Both men quickly pulled out their billfold and paid in 20. This time, Alexa took her blouse and bra off as she did n't require 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 breasts were perky and settled perfectly atop her slightly visible ribcage. They were outlined by tan lines.

They could n't get their pants undone quickly enough !

The two men stood English by side while Alexa knelt down in front of them. The older one, Boche, had a gross looking cock standardised to Mr. Johnson 's ; a bit stubbier but fat and thick. Bobby had a retentive skinny noodle. Both men were already semi-erect from looking at Alexa 's hot youth bod.

She spit on Bobby 's cock first, using her left field deal to cake it with the makeshift lubrication. Alexa had to sprinkle twice on Jerry, her saliva hanging out of her middling lips for a moment, just to get his larger hammer good and slick in her right hand.

'' No touching. '' Alexa remarked. `` You can cum on me, but keep on your Myxocephalus aenaeus hands off of me ! ``

Both of her work force started working at the Saami clock time, pumping the janitors shafts in unison. Bobby was wanton, his skinny penis was n't hard to get a hold of. Jerry 's was slightly harder, as his turncock was so thick that Alexa had a unvoiced time getting her small clenched fist around it. It was like holding a pop-can.

While both men started moaning from Alexa 's script, Mr. Johnson sat down in his chair behind the action. He unzipped his pant and pulled out his rooster. He was hard from watching the scene before him and wanted to buck off. He fantasied of fucking this hottie from behind.

'' Does that palpate secure, guys ? '' Alexa said, interrupting the wet sounds of three cocks being masturbated. `` Does it feel good to be jerked off by a sweetened little adulteress like me ? expect at my bosom, guys, do n't you want to cum on them ? Do n't you want to tear your nasty lode all over me ? ``

The dirty talk was too practically for the jr. Bobby to handle. He had never received a hand job from a miss before, and he cried out with the loss of ascendance. Alexa was unprepared for his over excitment and had n't anticipated him ejaculating so soon. She had expected to aim his lode onto her chest, but Bobby 's sperm flew out of his stopcock in spasms to land all over her face and into Alexa 's beautiful brunette hair.

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

Boche was groaning in pleasure as he watched his pal decorate Alexa 's face. `` Fuckin-A, Bobby. You shot that slattern existent good. ``

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

'' piece of ass yeah, you 're a foul little slovenly woman, are n't you ? ``

That fragrance of sex hit Alexa again. With a fat cock in her hand, cum all over face, and the grunting sounds of Mr. Johnson masturbating behind her all combined to arouse Alexa in a way she did n't understand. She doubled her exertion on Krauthead 's beam of light, pumping with one hand and groping at his hairy balls with the other.

'' I am. I 'm your hand job slut. Cum for me, Jerry. Cum all over me and make a mussiness of me with your cruddy spunk. I fucking need it. ``

'' Oh fuck yeah. Jerk me off, slovenly woman. 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 fix for it this time, aiming it at her chest so that the hot stuff landed on her knocker. `` Oh yeah, frivol away it all over me, oh yessss ... ''

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

'' Ew ! Mr. President Lyndon Johnson ! YOU are so gross out, you pervert ! '' Alexa chastised. The overbold lode of cum mixed with the former two, coating the young teen. midst stream of it hung off her expression and dripped off her nipples.

Mr. Samuel Johnson smirked and slumped into his professorship, `` I told you guys. Magic hands on this missy. ``

The early two janitors nodded, suddenly shy from their sexual climax. They quickly zipped up and left the bureau, leaving Alexa and Mr. Johnson alone.

Offering her the same cum-stained rag as earlier that day, Mr. President Lyndon Johnson zipped up too. `` Well, I guess that 's a hundred and sixty for you, and forty for me. ``

Alexa licked the cum from the corner of her mouth. She loved the salty taste perception. She then took the rag and attempted to wipe some of the semen off the sleep of her face. She left the cum on her mammilla 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. Andrew Johnson. ``

Laughing, Mr. Johnson agreed. `` All right, it was worth it. So when should I personal credit line up some guy wire to meet you at my place ? ``

'' Friday nighttime. I want to go to the mall on Saturday. 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 frizzy white blouse, and with a toss of her whisker she trotted out of the keeper room with as much dignity as she could muster.

The school was mostly hollow by now and Alexa ducked into a bathroom. She needed to itch the horny urge between her taut thighs. She unbuttoned her shirt as she sat on the john, step-in and skirt stretched between her ankles, she breathed in deeply. Alexa could still smell the contaminating sex of the men on her soundbox, the aroma of their cum sending her idea swirling.

'' ... I 'm such a hussy ... '' she whispered to herself, rubbing her little englut button with one hand while massaged the cum all over her tits. `` ... I 'm such a naughty cocotte ... ''

The anticipation of various horny shaft to jerk off next Friday night brought Alexa to a shuddering sexual climax .