College Interruptus

Chapter Twenty Three

Carnal Coercion

It was just dawning on me that the first school term was about to end. It was essentially the last week of November and Irene and I would be out of here on Friday, December 12 with our return scheduled for Friday, January 16 so classes could resume on January 19. With that thought in mind the week sped by.

I was determined to stay away from the jail bait I really wanted Julia and Christine but to my dismay Irene, although now delightfully submissive had a bad cold so no sex with her. By the time Saturday came around I was hornier than I’d been since my arrival in Pratt’s Harbour which is understandable because it was the longest I’d gone without sexual relief from a female during that time.

I got up early and spent an hour setting up cameras to record June Williams doing the housework…and spying in places she had no right to spy. If all went as I hoped she would return in the afternoon and I would present to her the evidence of her wrongdoing…and tell her how she could avoid having others know what she’d done.

As soon as June arrived I made my regular Saturday morning visit to the Chinaman’s for coffee. I returned to find that June had not yet finished my place, fifteen or twenty minutes later than usual. When she left I watched her in Irene’s bedroom. Today she went further than at any time before as she found Irene’s six inch vibrating dildo and used it to bring on a panting, squealing orgasm that was all duly recorded.

I intercepted June as she was leaving.

“I really must discuss a serious matter with you Ms. Williams. Please come back this afternoon at two.”

My tone of voice was stern and demanding and I saw her quake as she stammered, “Uh yes sir Mr. Aspen. Two O’clock. I’ll be here.”

June Williams may have been nervous but she was not alone. I poured my first drink at noon and by the time June arrived I had a relaxed glow and was ready to make a move on my buxom, snooping housemaid.

“Come to the bedroom, June. I have something on the TV to show you. Can I get you a drink?”

“Uh no…well maybe. I don’t usually drink but do you have something to mix with orange juice?”

“I’ll se what I can find June. You can sit on the edge of the bed and I’ll sit on the chair.” Something to mix with orange juice, eh? I had a feeling that she did usually drink and maybe a lot. I mixed a strong vodka and orange.

“Do you have a boyfriend, June?”

“No Mr. Aspen. The only guys my age work at the fish plant as labourers and Daddy…Dr. Williams wouldn’t approve.”

“Would he approve of me?”

“Of course Mr. Aspen,” and she quaffed her drink, emptying the glass. “Is that what you wanted to see me about?” she asked with a coquettish smile.

I refilled her glass, equally strong.

“You’re a beautiful young woman, June…and you appeal to me greatly… but I have a more serious matter to discuss with you. You probably don’t know but my apartment and Ms. Simmons’ have extensive security monitoring. So we can see what goes on even when we’re not here.”

For a moment she seemed to be waiting for me to say more and then she went pale and her eyes bean shifting all around the room, looking for the security cameras.

I turned on the TV and as the screen lighted up I saw the fear on her face. I pressed the button on the VCR and we saw June changing the sheets and making the bed. I paused the recording.

“What did you think three weeks ago about the stains on my sheet?”

“Uh…nothin’ I guess?”

“Did you suspect that I’d fucked a virgin?”

“No! Of course…no…,” and her voice faded away as her face flamed with embarrassment.

I re-started the recording and after she finished making the bed June went to the bedside table and took out the photos I’d left there. Now she had her arm over her eyes as if by not watching then I couldn’t see it either…the ostrich defense. But she was peeking and saw her hand go to her groin as she examined each of the three photos closely.

“Are you surprised that Ms. Simmons is fucking somebody? And making out with one of our schoolgirls?”

“Oh Mr. Aspen. That’s her own private business. And I know the girl isn’t Janet so it doesn’t matter to me.”

“Are you a virgin, June?”

“That’s none of…,” and she was clearly about to add ‘of your business, but she seemed to realize that my video of her snooping was damning evidence of her malfeasance, “I’m almost, sir. It just happened once three years ago.”

“Then I guess you must wish you had someone, eh?”

“No! Not at all!”

“Were you forced…raped?”

“”Yes…no…it was my teacher when I was in Grade Nine. He said he’d give me all A’s if I did it. But only one time.”

“Don’t lie to me June. I know a lot about you. I know that you started Grade Ten as an average or maybe a bit below average student. Then partway through the school year when Mr. Page became your teacher you suddenly began getting A’s. But last year when you entered Grade Ten with a different teacher, a woman, your marks dropped back to where they had been before. It’s pretty easy to deduce what caused the high marks with Mr. Page…and since the marks continued for four months I am sure it wasn’t for a single fuck, not even with a virgin.

The girl’s face flushed scarlet as she stammered, “No…no…it wasn’t like that at all…” but I interrupted her protest to fast forward the tape to the next section which showed June sitting on the edge of Irene’s bed fucking herself with Irene’s dildo.

“It’s a shame that a woman as lovely as you has to waste herself on a plastic tool.”

“Oh Mr. Aspen! What are you going to do with those tapes? Who is going to see them?”

“Well June, so far only you and me.” I placed my hand on her full, fat thigh below the hem of the short-skirted maid’s uniform she wore. “I don’t have a girlfriend so perhaps we can provide solace to each other.”

“But? Like, you mean we’d go on dates together?”

“No, not that. But you could come back on Saturday night and I’d pay you more than I do for cleaning.”

“Mr. Aspen! That’s insulting. I’m not a prostitute!”

“Well when you fucked your teacher to get A’s it was the same thing.”

“It’s different…and it wasn’t every week…only during test weeks.”

The effects of the alcohol were apparent in her loss of logic. Now it was not only once two years ago. It was several times. I wasn’t the only Pratt’s Harbour schoolteacher who got tail for grades. I brought her another drink but was a bit lighter with the vodka. I wanted to fuck her but I wanted her sober enough to enjoy and remember it.

“Now I’m going to show you something that nobody else has ever seen,” I said as I handed her another drink and sat beside her on the bed. I took the CD I’d edited of Irene with the boys where I’d blanked out the boys’ faces and naturally did not include Jamal since his colour would have identified him. We sat side by side and while we watched Irene sucking and fucking the two boys I was filling my hands with June’s opulent charms, taking off her blouse and brassiere and with her co-operation getting off her skirt and panties.

“That turns you on doesn’t it June?”

“No! It’s disgusting!”

“Well your smooth, fat pussy feels like you’re turned on. You’re really wet. Do you shave your fat cunt?”

“Don’t talk like that, sir. But the hair bothers me so I shave sometimes.”

“Does it bother you or did it bother your teacher”

“Please Mr. Aspen? What are you going to do with the tapes?

“If you promise to be my lover whenever I want until the school year ends I’ll give the tapes and CD’s that you’re in, all of them to you.”

“Please Mr. Aspen…I can’t…what if someone found out?”

I turned on the computer and found a Website I had set up that was accessible only by me but of course the girl didn’t know this.

‘Public School Performers’ was the name of the pseudo site and it displayed a list of ‘hot videos’. The list included Lesbian Lessons, Teaching Suckcess, Seductive Schoolteacher and Horny Housemaid.

“Which one do you want to see, June?”

“None of them,” she replied faintly and ignoring her reply I played several minutes of Irene doing sixty nine and then horizontally humping Julia. I could feel the tension and stiffness in her body but as my hands began taking liberties with her voluminous charms she did not resist.

Then I played videos of Irene sucking Adam and fucking John but this time the boy’s faces were not blanked out. Then I played Horny Housemaid with June’s face clearly visible as her big, fat tits bounced and her round belly rolled as she dildoed herself to a vocally expressive orgasm.

“Please Mr. Aspen,” she said timidly as big tears coursed down over her red, chubby cheeks. Promise you’ll take this off the Internet…the one of me… and I’ll do anything you ask.”

“Have another drink June and then undress completely and lie down. Imagine you’re at home alone at night and you’re horny and need relief. That happens to you, doesn’t it?”

“Uh, yeah…sometimes,” and the girl quaffed the remaining half glass of vodka laced orange juice. Within seconds she was completely naked and lying on her back on the bed. She started rubbing her crotch and ass at the same time. Her big tits jiggled as she moved her body wantonly. Her hands sensuously moved upward along her bulging belly and she cupped her tits again. June lifted her breasts up toward her lowered head, opened her mouth and her tongue snaked out to lick her erect nipples. Her tongue swirled around each nub as she feasted on her own breasts.

“Thish ish what I do, sir,” she slurred and it dawned on me that the alcohol had relaxed her inhibitions and the videos had aroused her libido so the threat of exposure had been all that was needed to get the result I hoped for.

The young woman’s fat body undulated in waves as she pawed at her groin. both her hands were on her genitals so she could caress her damp cunt. Her body gyrated erotically as she touched her pussy tenderly. June tilted her head back and moaned as she pleasured herself. Her body quivered as a minor orgasm swept over her out of the blue. She had just climaxed in front of me, a virtual stranger and she showed no shame or remorse. She continued to rub her breasts and groin as her body moved immodestly. 
 
The sight was intensely erotic. I could see her fingers digging between the fat, pink lips of her cunt and she whimpered as her fingers rubbed her engorged clit. She spread herself, revealing open, flowered inner lips. She held the lips apart with one hand while her other hand came down to toy and rub her clit. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets from the sheer pleasure she was administering to herself, and her clit extended from the knotted sheath of flesh like a sword. A finger disappeared between her slippery inner lips and reappeared covered with creamy excitement. The fragrance of her sex became thick in the air and she seductively moved her glistening finger to her own mouth. Her eyes rolled as she tasted herself and then she looked wildly at me eyes as the fingers returned to her waiting pussy and plunged in to the hilt. She gasped and began furiously to finger-fuck herself.
 
This was definitely not an innocent like Julia and Christine or, for that matter, even my little Jap schoolgirl, Fuyu Watanabe.
 
"Oh, oh, uuhhh!" she hummed as she twisted about lewdly. "Uuhhuh, uhhhng, aaaaahhhhh!" she squawked in earnest. I could see the need on her contorted face as she looked directly at me and was hammered by another climax.
 
Suddenly she rolled over and got up on her hands and knees. She looked at me expectantly and I knew that she was now mine to use. I dropped my sweat pants and knelt behind the girl. I placed my cock at the entrance to her cunt and slipped my cockhead between her pussy lips. She whimpered as I penetrated her from behind. I put my hands on her thick waist to keep her in place, moved back slightly and then rammed my throbbing tool into June Williams’ waiting cunt. I ploughed into her depths with all the force I could muster.
 
“Hunnnghhh,” she grunted as I sank completely into her channel. Her fat body arched back as my member burrowed into her cunt. She was delightfully tight as I swiftly thrust in and out of her pussy with ease. 
 
Her tits hung below her like single-nippled cow udders. The large DD-cup melons shook and bounced as she flailed about. I reached under her chest and grabbed her balloon tits. I clenched the huge milk sacs and mauled them roughly. She shoved back at me and countered my pistoning movements.
 
“Is this how Mr. Page liked it, June?”
 
“Yeah…he’d get me like this and watch dirty videos on the TV.”
 
“We’ll try that sometime June but right now I want to feast my eyes on your beauty.” Then I pulled out suddenly and rolled her buxom body onto her back. June lay back on the bed, her huge mammaries rolling to each side, her fat belly jiggling as I mounted above her. I sank into her juicy twat until my pubis was mashed against her fat mons. I felt the hardness of her cervix and was relieved that I was able to get that deep into her obese body. She definitely needed a porn-star’s cock to fill her completely. 
 
"Your breasts are beautiful!" I said as I moved to her so I could kiss and suck her huge nipples. Her tits were huge and softly pliant and her nipples were huge. June’s areoles were the size of silver dollars, raising up about a half inch from her mammoth tit mounds with thick half-inch nipples rising from the pink tender raised crowns, hardening as my tongue thrummed their rubbery stiffness. She was moaning now. 
 
“Oh God, June…you’re the sexiest woman in Pratt’s Harbour.”



”Nah…you’re just saying that…I’m too fat.”
 
The wistful expression on her pretty face told me that she wanted me to contradict her.
 
“You have the most beautiful body, baby…your big tits and the feel of your big, round belly under me is superb. When I’ve watched you walk and seen the way those big boobs bounce and your fat ass rolls I get hard right away. When you walk it’s like you’re saying, c’mon, hurry up and fuck me. Is that what you’re saying June?”
 
“Nah…not then…but now. Fuck me Mr. Aspen! It never felt this good with Mr. Page.”
 
Her already huge tits seemed to expand and grow even larger as I sucked
Them and continued to pump my cock deeply into her hot, grasping pussy. Her unsucked breast was bouncing and jiggling and her big belly was a comfortable cushion under me. I had to hold tight to her shoulders to stay high on her mountainous body and I tried to slow my fucking movements because I still wanted to fuck her slowly so she would enjoy it all more. But my coerced housemaid wanted none of that. The way she was pumping her cunt up and down on my rigidly fuckpole demanded that I match her thrust for thrust. After all I told myself, I can hold back only so much…and we’ll have lots of other opportunities.
 
I began to suck harder on June’s huge tits, biting down on her erect nipples as she worked her hips back and forth to shove my cock into her slit. She groaned as I penetrated her faster, whispering encouragement into her ear as I got closer to climax.
 
“Cum with me baby…cum and milk my cock with your hot cunt. Fuck me baby…fuck me!”
 
With a groan of lust, the buxom girl pulled my head down harder to her bursting tits and I sucked her tits again and again as my cock continued to pound its way in and out of her wildly humping pussy.
 
Her ass shook under the impact of my hammering thrusts. Her cunt-walls burned and tightened as I rammed my cock it in and out, in and out, deeper and harder with each forceful thrust into her pussy-hole.
 
"Ohhhhh, Mr. Aspen, I'm commmmmiiinnngg!" the girl suddenly squealed, grabbing me tightly and pressing my hard body against her soft one. She moaned and tossed her soft, buxom body back and forth on the bed, almost making my prick slip out of her spasming cunt. But I held onto her, scooping my hands under her big, shaking ass and jerking her hips up toward my prick. I rammed her deeper and harder as she continued to cum, her surprisingly powerful cunt-muscles contracting around my throbbing cock-rod.
 
"Ohhhhh, God, it feels soooooo fuckin' gooooood!" she cried, thrusting her hips up even higher, shuddering violently, and gasping desperately for air as her climax smashed through her again and again.
 
"Ohhhhh, Mr. Aspen, cummmmmiiinnngg!" she moaned loud and long.
 
Her big, hot body thrust and humped upward, driving higher and higher. Her tightly clenching cunt-walls sucked at my cock, trying desperately to milk me. And then I was there.
 
“Oohhh Gawwwdd June,” I moaned as my cock spewed thick globs of sperm and burning jets of hot jism blasted into her pussy. She gasped aloud as the hot spurts of cum shot into her from my cock-head. I felt her cunt walls spasm violently as her pussy sucked the sperm from my jerking prick.
 
I remained there, grasping her shoulders to hold myself high on the fleshy mountain of her hips and belly while her still spasming sheath extracted the last dregs of my lust into her voluptuous body.
 
“Are you mad at me June? I hope not because you’re just a superb lover.”
 
“Oohhh Sirrr. Mr. Aspen. How could I be mad at you? I never felt that way before. Even if you keep all the CD’s I don’t care. Just let me be your housemaid and everything.”
 
I felt my fleshy conquest give a final heave of her hips and, drained by the delight of my first fuck on her buxom body, I rolled off and lay beside her and slept.
 
It was almost a week since I’d taken Irene’s anal cherry so, fatigued or not from my extended sojourn into fat June Williams’ receptive body I woke soon.
 
My big, naked housemaid was also asleep, sprawled nakedly beside me with her warm hand enclosing my lump organ. Mother Nature had her way and as I quickly erected and entered the young woman’s gism-juiced passage she awoke and responded.
 
“If it wasn’t for your big tits June your smooth cunt would feel like a little girl’s sex…and I guess you were kind of a little girl when your teacher broke you in.”
 
“Oh Sir…a little girl couldn’t handle what you have inside me.  D you want me to wear a schoolgirl’s uniform next time and pretend I’m young.”
 
“Yes June…I want to see your breasts trying to pop open the buttons of your blouse and see those lovely thighs bare up halfway to your crotch.”
 
And then we were doing the horizontal mambo like crazy until she came and then I spurted into her again.
 
“Do you want me to be your fiancé or whatever?” I asked as we relaxed, now wide awake, after our second connection.
 
“That’s up to you. I want more of you on whatever terms you set…but it might be simpler for both of us if Daddy didn’t know.”
 
“You’re a lecher’s dream. June. I’m soon going away for a month but you will be on my mind all of that time. Mark your calendar for January 16 when I return…and don’t dally with any of those young studs around here.”
 
“I know you’re not serious Mr. Aspen but I’ll be waiting. I’d like to believe you when you call me beautiful but I don’t…but I want to hear it again.”
 
I gave her another drink and slowly we dressed before she left. I hope that my words supported her self-esteem but I was already wondering if I would find a receptive vessel for my lust during my one month Christmas break.