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Vengeful Virgin
Wherein Joan and her friends present the fabulously endowed schoolboy, Billy with the gift of what remains of Julie’s chastity.
Joan knew that she was the cause of her failed marriage to Don but she knew also that her sister had been partly responsible for it. Although the separation had been apparently amicable, Joan wanted to get even, somehow, to debase and humiliate her goody-goody adolescent sibling.
During the Summer Joan had made a new friend, in addition to Laura. Sophie Jones was the Nurse and Guidance Counselor for Joan’s new school. The thirtyish woman was an Amazonian beauty, nearly six feet tall with long legs, wide hips and hooters that made Joan’s large breasts look modest in comparison.
Sophie was an adventurous soul, sexually adventurous. She sensed some of the same tendencies in her new friend, Joan, and by the time the new school year began, they had developed a plan to achieve Joan’s obscene objectives for her sister.
The plan involved two of Sophie’s other friends. The two women were at the same school as Sophie and Joan, a History teacher and an English teacher. They had formed a little group last year, before Joan became involved, and had regularly enjoyed each other and, because of one of Sophie’s special talents, they sometimes were joined by one of the boys from the school.
Sophie was the ringleader or, as she called herself, the High Priestess. Among her talents was the ability to hypnotize people but of course this had limited usefulness because people cannot be persuaded through hypnotism to do things that are against their moral beliefs. For their purposes, however, this was not a significant problem. The vast majority of teenaged boys are not dissuaded by moral constraints from having sexual intercourse with compliant girls or women.
As School Nurse, Sophie knew much about the students and she used one particular aspect of her knowledge to select candidates to participate in their meetings. Her specific interest was genitalia and principally, the size thereof. During the two years that their group had been in existence they had enjoyed the company of the best-endowed young bucks in the school.
This year Sophie had selected a new student, a sixteen-year-old boy who was not outwardly noteworthy, not especially handsome, not terribly intelligent and rather shy. In one respect however he was unique. Billy was almost a freak. His erect penis was gargantuan, more than ten inches long with a circumference that approached eight inches. When Joan heard the details she knew that he was the instrument for getting even with Joan.
Setting it up had been easy. Julie, pleased that her sister didn’t bear a grudge about having her husband stolen from her, had been delighted to attend one of the ‘meetings’.
Billy had been easy to program. His only sexual experiences had been brief and less than satisfying since his teenaged conquests had been terrified by his size so all he’d had so far was a few handjobs. Now he would meet adult women who wanted his size.
In addition to Joan, Sophie and Julie there would be Susan Mac Clean, the fat History teacher and Elizabeth Dobie, the shapely English teacher. And all but the two visitors would be fully versed in what was to happen.
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Julie double-checked the address. Yes, this was the place. It was a large house set well back from the street in a thickly treed lot. She was relieved when Joan answered her ring at the door and, after brief introductions to the others, she settled down on the big sofa beside Susan and accepted a drink. It was a strong rum and coke and the heavy flavour of the drink masked the tastes of the Roofie and the special ‘breast-swelling’ pills that had been crushed and dissolved in the potion.
Thirty minutes later Julie was essentially unconscious from the Roofie-laced rum. Sophie, Susan and Elizabeth carried her to a bedroom and undressed her while Joan went to another room to prepare herself for her first time as Priestess.
It didn’t take very long to complete all the preparations because the Altar Room had been set up in advance. It was a medium-sized room behind a secret, sliding panel off the bedroom where Julie had been undressed. The naked woman had been carried into the Altar Room where the Sacrificial Altar was the centerpiece.
The Altar was a narrow, padded, plywood sheet raised about eighteen inches from the floor. At each corner of the altar was a padded manacle and Julie was laid on the altar and the shackles attached to her wrists and ankles so that she was spread-eagled flat on her back.
Sophie then took a small, battery powered shaver and went to work on the sparse hair between Julie’s legs. While she was shaving the helpless girl, first with the shaver, then with foamy shaving cream and a safety razor, the other two women were undressing.
Together the women slumped to the floor and
By the time Sophie had finished shaving Julie the other two
women were in the classic sixty-nine position with Susan’s head between
Susan locked her lips on
Sophie watched with satisfaction as her friends moaned and writhed on the floor. It gave her a sense of power to know that she had taught them, had showed them the delights they could give each other. She looked at her watch, the only thing she was wearing, making sure that things were still on schedule. And then, with a flurry of motion and a tumult of gasping cries the two women achieved climax.
“All right, girls, don’t wear yourselves out,” Sophie
cautioned as they rose groggily to their feet.
“Don’t forget that Joan’s sister is the star of tonight’s ceremony.”
The other two women knelt beside the prone girl on the Altar and Sophie sprawled at the end of the Altar between Julie’s widespread legs.
“She’s lovely,” Susan said softly as her mouth nibbled the jutting nipple of Julie’s breast. “So big and firm,” she added, envious of the contrast to her own soft, floppy mammaries.
Julie’s breasts were indeed large and firm. Normally a sizeable D Cup, the potion had caused them to swell to at least a DD Cup and they stood high and taut as the two women paid homage to their sensitive voluptuosity.
Sophie’s long tongue caressed the fat, smooth fleshrolls of young Julie’s twat. As she licked the clean-shaven flesh it swelled and the narrow crevice widened to reveal the pink inner flesh. She heard the girl’s sharp intake of breath when her tongue probed the humid slit and then there was a little squeal when she found the erect clitoral button. Burying her face in the delightful softness, Sophie attacked the drugged girl’s pussy with alacrity.
Julie was not exactly conscious but nonetheless she was aware of the gentle teasing of her secret places. Her breasts felt as if they were swollen, tingling and super-sensitive under the moist, warm lips that caressed them. Between her legs she felt like she had a balloon, a throbbing, pulsing mass of feverish flesh that was sending hot signals to her drug-dulled brain. Her broad hips began to undulate to the extent possible, constrained by the shackles on her arms and legs, as the hot urge for release engulfed her quaking loins.
When Joan entered the room she was greeted by the sight of Alison and Susan kneeling on the floor beside Julie while Sophie was sprawled on the end of the altar between the girl’s widespread legs. The two kneeling women were feasting on Julie’s marvelous breasts, sucking and tonguing the erect nipples while Sophie’s face was buried in the softness of her swollen sex.
“My God, Joan!”
“She can take it,
Julie moaned softly. She was so hot. Her breasts were warm and they felt huge and something wet and warm was caressing them, suctioning them with a delightful gentleness. And, between her legs, it was wet too. Was Don kissing her? She didn’t care as long as it kept on. She couldn’t raise her legs or reach down to pull his head closer but the pressure was building in her loins. She was going to cum!
“Unfasten her, girls. Turn her over. She’s ready!” Joan spat out her orders and the three women hastened to obey. As they positioned the semi-conscious girl on her hands and knees, Joan picked up a tube of K-Y jelly from beside the Altar and liberally slathered her black dildo with the clear lubricant.
“Don’t stop, girls. Lie under
her. She loves what you’re doing.”
Things could not have gone better if they had been able to
rehearse them. It was awkward but
The painted woman knelt astride Sophie’s shoulders and leaned inward, aiming the long, slender spear at the bulbous buttocks of her kneeling sister. She parted the fleshy hemispheres and guided the well-greased lance to the dark, puckered ring of Julie’s virgin anus.
Julie uttered a throaty moan as she felt the new and different sensation. There was a moment of discomfort but friction on the sensitive orifice added to the overwhelming sensations she was experiencing from the other assaults on her nubile body. The whole thing was indescribable. She was being invaded, every source of erotic sensation was being titillated and she felt a momentous pressure building in her loins.
For Joan it was an experience of revenge. She gloated as, inch by jelly-dripping inch, she penetrated the luscious, young creature’s ass. She had to hold the girl’s hips as they rotated and lurched while the long tool speared her. Joan exulted, much like an immoral man deflowering a reluctant virgin and she began to fuck the girl with steady, long-thrusting strokes.
The whole episode took less than five minutes. Julie was conscious only of bliss and ecstasy as the multi-faceted assault on her pleasure points brought her to orgasm. The hard lance drove deep up into her bowels creating new and different sensations while her swollen, sensitized breasts and her throbbing pussy added to her agitation. With a long, low moan she collapsed on the three women under her as the fourth woman drove the lewd instrument into the very depths of her bowels.
“You’re wicked, Joan,” Sophie said with an evil smile
as she slid out from under the limp-bodied girl.
“You gave me the idea, Sophie. When will Billy come?”
“If you mean, when will he arrive, it should be any moment? It will be a bit longer before her cums.” Sophie smiled at her pun.
“I hope that injection works for him,”
Susan and Elizabeth re-attached the shackles to Julie’s wrists and ankles, positioning her again flat on her back. They’d heard the doorbell and Sophie had gone to meet Billy there.
It was as if she was looking through a fog. Julie saw a naked man, no, a boy. Her drug-dulled gaze fixed on the huge pole that projected outward and upward from his groin and she knew what the boy was going to do. “Oh no,” she whimpered. She couldn’t allow it. She was Don’s. Only Don’s. She stared at the mammoth appendage as the boy knelt between her legs. She tried to close her legs, to lift her arms and push him away, but something prevented it. She was helpless.
“The first one will pretend she doesn’t want to,” Sophie had told him. “But she does. All of us want to have you inside us. We will help you, Billy, and you will learn how wonderful it can be.”
Billy looked lustfully at the beautiful, big-breasted girl. Oh God! He’d seen her before although she went to a different school. Her pussy was smooth and hairless, the swollen lips wet and glistening, the pink inner petals slightly open as if inviting deeper exploration.
Julie couldn’t take her eyes from the massive, purple-tipped stake that was coming relentlessly closer to her fluttering flesh. She strained against her bonds but to no avail. The boy leaned over her and she saw someone’s hand grasp the thick shaft and direct it between the twin fleshrolls of her cunt. Oh God no. She was going to cheat on her lover. But it wasn’t her fault, was it?
The boy gasped with pleasure as he collared his gargantuan tool in the elastic mouth of the beautiful girl’s clean-shaven quim. It was wonderful. He felt the hot moistness of her cuntmouth engulf him and he pushed slowly inward, savouring the cock-skinning clasp as the resilient sheath expanded to take him. He entered with a series of ever-longer thrusts until he felt something hard against the tip of his tool. But that didn’t stop him. He heard the girl’s strangled gasp as he rearranged her interior, pushing past her cervix to bury all ten inches in the depths of her young body.
The watching women were open-mouthed in wonder. As the girl’s face twisted in the hot agony of penetration to a depth that even Don’s huge cock hadn’t reached each of them hungered for the same. Their hands were all over the boy’s body, encouraging him, urging him, as he began to fuck his helplessly shackled partner.
As the boy’s thick organ slid over her throbbing clit Julie succumbed to the intense, unwilled pleasure. Her hips jerked and heaved, her legs wriggled against their bonds and she felt almost at once the onset of another climax.
“Yunngh . . .Unngh . . .Yunngh,” she panted. Don would never know. She had to cum. She had to.
Billy’s aching balls slid up and down in the crevice between the girl’s ass cheeks as he fucked her. The tight passage was drawing on him, seeming to suck him in, and he felt the hotly burning sensation engulf his lower body. He rammed into her with short, deep thrusts and then in an agony of bliss he felt himself explode.
Julie felt the cunt-stretching stake buck and swell inside her and then there was a hot flood filling her. The virile teenaged boy ejaculated with a moan of ecstasy, his potent sperm spurting and gushing into the girl’s spasming sheath, filling it to overflowing except that, plugged as it was by his huge cock, her passage could only expand even more to contain his fluid tribute. She jerked and jittered, her vaginal muscles involuntarily milking the thrusting pole as everything went white before her foggy eyes and she uttered a long, throaty moan of completion.
The boy felt his gushing semen add to the heat of the girl’s spasming sheath and he slumped down, allowing her passage to drain his virile sperm up into her receptive body.
The woman waited briefly before dragging the boy’s limp body to the floor. He was aware of a pinprick on his friction-chafed cock when they injected the stamina serum and then the nurse was sitting down on him, engulfing his still hard cock with her wet soft interior. He lay there as the big woman fucked him. His hands soon were mauling her huge, heavy breasts and he knew when she suddenly stiffened above him that he had succeeded in bringing her off. Yes. He was a man. He was satisfying a woman.
Sophie dismounted from the boy’s supine frame and Susan climbed aboard. “Oh God, Sophie. Thanks,” she moaned as she settled her obese body down on the impaling stake. She ground her fat pussy down gasping, “Oh yes! I’ve never felt this way. I needed this!” She rode the boy with smooth, up-down undulations, her big, flabby breasts swaying and jiggling, and the fleshrolls of her belly like flexible tires around her waist.
Billy didn’t understand what was happening. Why were these older women fucking him? But he didn’t care. Nurse Sophie’s mammoth tits had felt so good and her juicy cunt was wonderful, even after having the girl, Julie. The fat woman, Susan, had been wonderful, too. Her soft fleshy ass had molded to his hips while she’d bounced atop him. But his English teacher, Ms. Dobie, was special.
The teenaged boy had fantasized about fucking his beautiful, slender teacher after every class with her. And reality was even better than imagination. Her full-lipped mouth was incredibly sexy and her breasts, though smaller than Nurse Sophie’s or Ms. MacLean’s, were delightful. He reached up to cup the firm, grapefruit sized globes and felt the hard, upthrust nipples dig into the palms of his hands.
And
then his teacher was lowering herself and he watched and felt her soft
cuntflesh open and slowly engulf his throbbing tool. Hungrily, she began to rotate her entire pelvis
until she was revolving over the spongy cap of his burgeoning penis as gingerly, she began to position herself over the jutting
instrument, easing herself down slowly, until she had managed to insert the
huge distended head up inside the tender inner folds of her cunt mouth. His
hands moved down from her breasts and grasped the woman's slim tapering hips,
and held her in a vise-like grip.
"Aaaaahhhhhhh..."
Billy's fingers
clawed at the soft resilient flesh of
She’d never taken
anyone as large as this into her cunt before but
Already aroused from watching her friends being fucked,
Billy thrilled to the feel and sight of his beautiful teacher as her
pretty mouth twisted in a grimace of passion and then, after some rapid,
self-concerned jerks and jitters, she slumped down, and then rolled off.
The boy could feel the aching pressure in his loins. The marathon fucking of his adolescent organ had not yet produced a second flood. He had been on the edge with each of his lovely partners but at the critical moment, the woman fucking him had dismounted.
After
Billy stood by the head of the Altar, his hard, swollen penis just inches from the drugged girl's face. Then he pushed his pelvis forward, guided his shaft until its slitted ball of lust was touching Julie's cheek. He weaved his organ back and forth on the delicate softness of her cheek and thin dribbles of moistness slid from the slitted mouth of his penis and oozed over Julie's cheek.
Suddenly, he dropped to his knees beside the Altar, pressed his face down on
the girl's big-breasted body and encircled a thick, engorged, pink nipple with
his mouth and sucked it with lustful pleasure.
“Mmmmm,” he mumbled, sucking and licking with wet,
squelching sounds. He drew his head back abruptly, letting the
saliva-slicked nipple slide from his lips with a plop. He drew back, breathing heavily through his
nose. "I'm
going to do it,” he muttered, panting with excitement. "Nurse
Sophie said I could fuck her again." He cupped his gross
testicles, moved to the foot of the Altar and stared up into Julie's fat, sloth
vulva. He stretched out a long arm, gripped one of Julie's feet and moved
it toward the side of the bed and then did the same with her other foot.
Billy climbed over the end of the Altar, breathing heavily,
and crawled between the outstretched legs. His hairy thighs pressed against
Julie's soft silkiness. He reached under himself, gripped his throbbing
shaft, steered it toward the wet, waiting opening. The boy’s breath panted onto Julie's face and
she lay still, as though she were a doll as the hard, round ball of lust pried
at the vaginal lips.
Julie lay unmoving, unseeing and unaware as the big boy knelt between her widespread legs on the padded Altar. Julie started to regain consciousness very slowly. She was lying on her back and there was a great shadow blocking the light from the ceiling bulb. Where am I? she asked herself hazily. What kind of a dream is this?
The boy’s chest had only a sparse hair covering but his
groin was bushy and, below that, his massive penis, huge balls were encased in
tightly stretched flesh. His body
lurched forward and, for the second time that night, the end of his shaft
penetrated Julie’s slithery vaginal opening and slid inside.
“Oohhh yesss,” Billy sighed as he felt the soft walls gripping his lurching organ. He squirmed his whole body with lustful delight and he drove himself inward, causing the stretched vaginal walls to be forced open even more widely. Julie's body jerked upward as he thrust inward. He pressed his face onto Julie's, groped for her mouth with his wet, slavering lips and then kissed her with youthful hunger.
The effect of the drug was wearing off and the girl tried to move but the huge mass on top of her prevented it; she realized then that her legs were stretched widely open, her thighs were apart and there was something moving on top of her, between her legs.
“Noooooooo,” Julie wailed as the huge column inside
her vulva churned upward and she felt her vagina being stretched and strained
wider and wider
open. She suddenly realized that she was being fucked and it wasn’t Don
inside her. She pushed weakly at the
heavy body on top of her as the gross rod slid in deeper and the walls of her
passage undulated against it. Oh no!
I’m being fucked. Somebody is
raping me!
She tried to open her eyes but all she could see was a red haze. Am I
dreaming? Is this real? A thrill ran through her belly as the
massive organ pressed against her clitoris. I'm having a dream an
exciting sex-dream that's going to make me cum!
She gave up the effort of trying to understand, let her eyelids drop, shut out the red haze and then the thrills came again, more strongly.
The huge snake in her pussy was squirming wildly, pressing against all parts of
her vulva at the same time. The tip of her clitoris was dragged inward by
the thrust of the giant cock and as the shaft writhed, fierce throbs of ecstasy
rocked through her sexual tissue. She felt the air panting from her lungs
and her breasts, flattened against the mass of flesh on top of her, ached when
she tried to move them. Her body jerked up the bed as the rod drove in
deep again; she could feel wetness seeping out of her pussy, trickling down the
crack of her vulva then wetting the valley between her asscheeks each time the
cock pulled back.
A violent thrill rocked up to the top of her belly and she groaned; drew in her
pelvis, making the cock press more strongly against her clitoris. I'm
going to cum! I've never felt like
this. Her clitoris was a crazy bobbing spire of sexuality as she
started a wild orgasm.
Billy thrilled to the girl’s response as she gripped him with her legs, entwining them round his thick body; pressing her pelvis up, hungrily, increasing the contact between her gyrating clitoris and his pulsating, jerking cock. Her fingernails raked his back as she threw her arms around in frenzy. Her bottom pressed into the hard altar and then bounced up against the boy’s writhing body.
The boy uttered a long moan as his steaming load began its
rush into Julie's undulating pussy. Her head jerked, her mouth opened,
closed and then her teeth sank into Billy's shoulder.
Julie's lips opened in a soundless scream as she orgasmed,
jerking her thighs and her vaginal lips closed, hugging on the alien snake that
was fucking her with excruciating strength.
Billy’s throbbing organ swelled and pulsed, thrusting inward again as he screwed his cock in and out with ever-increasing strength and speed. Julie's body had become a jerking mass of tortured flesh as his climax began. He let out a deep groan then writhed his body wildly. The slitted lips in the rounded head of his organ opened, emitted a scalding spurt of juice, then closed, opened again, spurted again as the wracking tremors of his climax shook his body and he expended the last squirts of his juice.
Julie cried out sharply as she felt cunt-filling pole expand
within her, jerking and bucking and releasing the lava-hot flood into the
depths of her body.
The girl’s legs released their grip on the boy’s hips and fell away limply to either side. Julie’s drug-dulled eyes took in the lewd scene, the big boy still lying heavily on top of her cock-stuffed frame and the women standing by the Altar, their eyes shiny with obscene pleasure from watching the girl’s unwilled response to being fucked by the boy’s mammoth tool.
Billy would have no conscious memory of the night although, next day, he would wonder at the tenderness of his well-used tool. Julie, however, would have vivid memories, unlike when her friend Sherry had skewered her with the big dildo while Tom fucked her mouth. She was left with the worry that Don might find out, unaware that he had been cheating on her with his nubile students.
Joan’s desire for revenge was satisfied so, in a way, everyone got what they wanted. Julie had her vengeance on Joan by stealing her husband. Sherry made her father pay for his infidelities. The boys, Billy and Tom, had the pleasure of fucking Julie and Don reaped a harvest of barely ripe cherries. The Reverend Gibson played out his lewdest fantasies on the willing body of his wife and all were content.
THE END
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