The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting circumstances.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, under group pressure, reluctantly join the neighborhood wife-swappers.
Carol Jenner is one of these outwardly normal and quite proper people. But within her, a love of degradation and a desire to be debased lies coiled like a snake, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse it.
THE SCHOOL NURSE-a fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
The bedroom was only semi-dark, so Carol Jenner could see her own plump tanned thighs as her finger trailed with teasing softness over her rounded belly. Tiny moist drops of heat shone on her golden pussy-hairs as her finger trailed closer to her lush, throbbing cunt, and her ripe tits began to heave with rising excitement. Slowly, her naked body rubbed passionately on top of the bed, her luscious ass moving in sensuous circles.
Christ, he'll hear me! Carol thought. Steve will hear me and what will he think of his own sister masturbating just a dozen feet away from him?
Her finger froze and she listened intently. Nothing but complete silence from the living room, where Steve was sleeping on the sofa. Carol bit her lip, trying to hold back her fierce excitement, knowing with a stab of shame and guilt it was Steve himself who'd gotten her so worked up, had fired her pulsing cunt to where it was so hot and dripping and hungry at this moment.
But her seventeen-year-old brother hadn't done it knowingly. She'd deliberately watched him through the keyhole of the bathroom door as he went in and .out of the shower. It was the sight of his tall, powerfully muscled body, smooth and rippling, with his long dangling cock and heavy balls that had triggered her sudden fear.
God, he's only seventeen and I'm twenty-eight, the nurse thought feverishly. I haven't seem him since he was fourteen, and suddenly he's living with me, in the privacy of my own apartment. Her own little brother! Little? Christ, she thought lewdly, from the sight of his thick, hanging prick he must be terrifying when he's hard.
The night was hot in the small California town and the blonde nurse moaned against her will as one of her hands toyed eagerly with her swollen tits. More than a year without sex had left her hot, luscious body humming almost maddeningly with need. She shouldn't have spied, she told herself, should have resisted the urge to see what her handsome brother looked like naked. But the obvious bulge in his pants when she'd met him at the bus station! And the way he'd stared at her with surprise, too, startled at her ripe, sensuous tits and long shapely legs, her sheer golden sexiness.
My life is straightened out now, Carol told herself firmly, I don't want to mess it up again, dammit!
As if mocking her, her sleek thighs parted wider and her pink nipples grew hot and taut. The nurse raised both knees and dug her heels into the bed, knowing what she had to do, what her hot, soaking cunt demanded. So eager was the naked blonde, she could feel her fiery pussy-juice seep onto the silky flesh of her thighs, a sweet sticky priming.
I want to be fucked! Carol's voice cried in her mind. After more than a year of nightly torture, the big-breasted nurse could dream of only one thing-naked, hung-like-a-bull Steve in the next room, her younger brother, still a boy and yet with the equipment to shame a lot of men.
In a last desperate effort to control her passion, the softly groaning blonde sank her fingernails into the bedspread beneath her and tried to stop writhing her velvety hot ass on the bed. But Carol was unable to stop the wild thoughts in her mind: Steve's fat, beautiful prick pounding deep in her mouth, her wet tongue lasciviously licking at ids gorged balls, the hot male taste of his meat stroking and erupting its sticky load, and then . . .
And then, Carol sighed, after a whole maddening year of frustration, to suck and fuck and eat hot come and . . .
Carol never knew what really happened next. It might have been the sound of the lewd words in her own mind that shattered her self-control. It might have been the sharp memory of her brother's massive cock and huge balls, the thrilling promise of coming again and again to his savage fucking strokes deep inside her. It might have been the fact that she was a high-school nurse, and day after day she saw and examined beautiful, healthy young boys and girls, with secret and dangerous thoughts. Or it might have simply been the harsh fact that her tight, luscious cunt hadn't known an orgasm for more than a year, and she was now on fire with lust.
Whatever the reason, she was suddenly off the bed and moving toward the living room. Her hot swollen tits heaved with excitement as she moved into the darkness of the living room. She stood over the sofa, where her brother's lean body lay quietly.
"Steve?" she asked hoarsely. "Are you awake?" His voice was tough and cautious. "Yeah, Carol?"
"Steve, I... " the frantic blonde nurse licked her dry lips, not even knowing how she was going to beg him. He had a single sheet covering his nakedness in the warm summer night. She could see his blue eyes burning on her heaving tits and tanned thighs, her cunt-juice glistening on her golden nest. I'm his sister, for God's sake, Carol realized with a shock. "Steve . .. Talk to me, honey. Have you got a cigarette?" she stalled.
Without a word, he reached on the floor beside the sofa and handed her one, lighting it for her with his lighter. Her sensuously curved tits glowed in the flame for a moment, plump and satiny. Carol knew why he was so cautious-not just because she was his sister, but because he was on probation as well, in her custody. She was his legal guardian now, and he didn't dare make a mistake. How could he know how sexually wild she felt at this moment, how her mouth and pussy throbbed with desire for his beautiful cock?
"Steve," she whispered, exhaling and sitting beside him, her warm hip pressing to his lean one, "in reform school. . . was it bad? Two whole years?"
"Not so bad," he said in a husky voice. "I took care of myself, Sis. What the hell do you think I am, a cream puff?"
"No, no, Steve. I . .. It's just that you're a beautiful boy now. I always thought of you as a crazy little kid, but now you're such a man, Stevie. God, you're so big!"
"Yeah," her brother murmured. "And you're such a woman, Sis. I dreamed about women like you. For two long years ..."
Still he didn't make a move toward her hot trembling flesh. Carol took a deep drag, seeing the quivering white sheet between his thighs. My God, what a hard-on! she thought in a daze. He's still a kid, just a tough character, but he's waiting for me to begin. And I've got to get fucked, or I'll go crazy!
Carol took two rapid nervous puffs on her cigarette and found the ashtray, stubbing it out. She bent low so that her full naked breasts dangled before his eyes. Trembling wildly, she pulled the sheet off him and sucked in her breath loudly at the sight of his immense young prick, throbbing powerfully with urgency. In the semi-darkness, she could see the tiny veins on his huge meat, culminating in the swollen dark knob. A milky drop had oozed onto its tip, making her mouth water.
"Steve," she sobbed, "I... I want to suck you off, darling. Please don't hate me. All I could think of since I saw you after all this time was sucking and fucking you. We've always been close, honey, and I need it, Stevie ... I need your hot prick!"
With an urgent moan, the feverishly passionate blonde bent low and hunched between his hard thighs, crouching like a hungry animal. Carol grasped his thick, surging meat in both hands and pressed it to her cheek lovingly for a moment. Then the nurse seized it in her burning mouth, lapping up the salty drop of come on its head with obscene delight.
Quickly, ravenous sounds began to come from Carol's throat as she began to suck his hotly vibrating rod of flesh with long pumping strokes of her mouth. Kneeling eagerly between his spread thighs, the wildly aroused nurse rammed as much of his massive meat as she could deep into her hot mouth, battering her throat deliberately. While one soft fist jerked the pulsing trunk of his cock, her other fingers stroked and squeezed his heavy balls, as if to coax his boiling load.
"Oh Jesus, Sis," Steve gasped beneath her, startled by the hungry assault. "Oh, baby, suck it! Suck, Sis!"
The boy grasped her long blonde hair in his hands and tugged, beginning to jerk his hips wildly. Carol's brother had always prided himself on being cool and tough, but it was all he could do to keep from shooting off in her mouth momentarily with shouts of lust. His prick felt as if it were on fire as the moaning blonde sucked it in a frenzy of bliss, her teeth pausing to gently nibble on his cock-head while her tongue twirled eagerly around it.
Steve Jenner hadn't come in two years, and the mere sight of his luscious older sister was enough to give him an erection immediately. The last time he'd seen Carol, she was a skinny, quiet and indifferent blonde, nothing at all special. At the bus station today, he'd almost fainted when he first saw her: Tall, with about the sexiest, juiciest tits and ass he'd ever seen, long tapered legs, wide ripe mouth, a knockout. She'd gained weight, filled out to lush curves and long golden hair, with glowing skin and a deep tan.
"Kee ... rist! What a blow job!" Steve groaned as she abruptly raised his cock with one hand and dipped her burning wet tongue beneath it to lick at his balls. To think that his own sister was sucking him off with greedy moans, the most fantastic blow job anyone could imagine, voracious, electrifying, like the hottest cunt in the world with a set of blazing lips that could drive you to the psycho ward-Jesus! Try as he might, Steve couldn't hold back his searing, enormous load as she suddenly shoved almost six burning inches deep into her mouth and sucked fiercely.
"Oh fuck, Sis! Ooooooh, you beautiful cock-sucker . . . Faster, oh Christ, faster! Aaaaaaagh! I'm getting my nuts off-Wow!"
The blonde nurse's moans were soft screams of hunger now as his massive prick became rock-hard in her searing mouth. She'd dreamed of this moment-eating hot sticky come until she gagged on its delicious flood-so many times the shattering reality of it made her naked hot body tremble madly. But the fact that this was Stevie, her handsome brother, sent wilder waves of excitement coursing through her blood. His exploding prick was pure bliss.
Oh Jesus, Carol thought as she sucked and tongued deliriously, jerking and sucking him off at the same time with obscene fervor, my own beautiful brother and I love it! Every inch of loving cock was given a wild suction as she devoured it, desperate for the taste of his burning juice. She suddenly wriggled her head from side to side in a frenzy, then up and down, and his searing prick burst.
"Mmmmmmm!" Carol hummed in her throat as his flood of come battered her mouth like stinging fire. She began to gulp his hot load greedily, wallowing in the feel of being almost choked by his pungent flood, whipping her head up and down furiously on his softening meat.
For more than a minute Steve continued to gush in her eager mouth, stunned at the frenzy and hunger of his sister's lips and tongue.
"Christ, Sis," he groaned, "easy! Take it easy."
Already the feverish nurse was trying to get his prick erect again, feeling her soaked cunt begin to pulsate with lust. She nibbled and sucked fiercely on his now-limp rod, wobbling the base of his cock in her hand frantically. His hot come tingled deliciously in her throat, and her burning pussy had already begun to throb with hard fucking motions.
She released his meat with a long sigh, and slid up on top of him, grinding her lucious cunt against him, digging her sweating tits into his chest.
"Oh, Stevie, you're so . . . delicious! Lord, I could blow you all night, seriously. And, darling, I want you to fuck me everywhere. In my ass, too," she added softly, ramming her tongue into his mouth.
Her brother's hands automatically went to clutch her big, succulent ass-cheeks. He squeezed and stroked the hot flesh, feeling his prick beginning to harden again, sensing he could fuck his beautiful blonde sister for a solid thirty minutes now that his pent-up urgency was gone.
After two years of reading smuggled pin-up magazines in reform school, Steve was so furiously aroused when he got out he almost considered going directly to a whorehouse instead of the bus station, but he decided to bide his time for a few days, and play it cautiously. But now his quiet, mousy blonde sister was suddenly a fantastically passionate animal, a long-legged, ravishing, sex-crazed beauty who'd finally discovered sex when she was almost thirty. Carol had gained twenty pounds-all in her gorgeous tits and juicy ass, as far as Steve could see-let her hair grow, gotten a tan and went around with burning green eyes that could melt an iceberg. And now, from the feel of her huge, squirmingly hot tits against his chest and her eagerly gyrating pussy on his stiffening cock, she intended to fuck him all night, whether he wanted it or not. Jesus!
"Fuck me, Stevie," she moaned in his ear, "Oh God, fuck me! If you knew how hot I was ... I need your prick, Stevie, give me your meat!"
His rod was fully hard again, persuaded by the silken heat of her madly rubbing cunt. Panting, she quickly sat on his hips, facing him, folding her knees under her. With her medical education, Carol knew what this position would do for her: Let her ride his colossal hot prick like a saddle of ecstasy, control the pressure of his cock completely, so that she could come again and again, until she fainted if she liked.
"Oh, shit, Sis. That's good," grunted Steve as his naked sister poised the slippery hot lips of her cunt just over the head of his dick, and dipped down two inches to grip his knob. He reached up to cup and squeeze her lushly-curved tits in his fingers, while Carol moaned happily as she started grinding her pussy-flesh gently on his prickhead. With one hand, the hotly aroused nurse reached behind her swaying ass-cheeks and clutched his balls, jiggling them softly from side to side.
Staring down at her young brother with blazing eyes, Carol suddenly realized something: She could have done this a hundred times with any of the boys she'd examined as the only high-school nurse in town. But she'd never had the courage or the opportunity, until tonight. Her own magnificently-hung brother, lying naked a dozen feet away, had gotten her wildly aroused. Only the sight of Steve's immense young cock when she'd snooped could trigger the crazed impulse to have, the wildest orgy of her life.
"Oh Stevie ... unnnnnngh! . . . Love your prick, sweetheart! Oooooooh, God, brother dear brother--eeeeeeeee! Fuck me, honey-ooooof!-FUCK ME!"
It was getting more difficult by the minute for Steve to realize the lust-crazed, sweating blonde jerking her tight hot cunt on his rod was his sister. She was squirming and circling her lush pussy on his impaled pride with wild happy cries, tears of wanton bliss streaming down her cheeks, thrashing her sexy nakedness at him in a frenzy.
"Oooooo, Stevie! I'm coming, honey, oh Jeez! Unnnnnh! Oh God I LOVE IT! Fuck me, darling, oh brother-aaaaaaaagh!"
Her hotly sucking cunt slid up and down furiously on Steven's rigid meat, and Carol felt as if her loins were shattering as she came, oozing boiling cunt-juice in passionate gushes. Groaning in deep shuddering sighs", the panting nurse rode her handsome brother's prick in a slow fury, spasms of ecstasy moving her lush hips with cunt-tingling rhythm. Carol suddenly realized she was moving her sphincter muscles to the same sucking rhythm of her pussy, and she knew what she craved more than anything at that moment: "Wait!" she sobbed, hissing as she slipped her dripping pussy completely off his shaft. Gripping his cock firmly in one hand, she guided the burning head directly against her tiny asshole. The next moment she plunged down on his throbbing meat with a cry of pain.
"Oh, shit, Stevie, STEVIE! H. .. Hurts! Damn, it... ooooooo! .. . burns like crazy!"
Intense ripples of a curious pain mingled with the waves of obscene joy as his searing prick lunged deep into her juicy asshole. Carol's breath came in deep rasps as her brother began fucking her savagely in her tortured anus, thrusting deep and hard like a burning poker.
It was the first time the lush nurse had ever been ravaged anally, and only the thrilling heat of her brother's massive cock in her eager mouth and cunt could inspire to her even try it. Jesus, it hurt I But it hurt wonderfully, made her feel helpless and weak beneath his relentless rod, turned her will to jelly.
God, I'm being fucked in the ass by my own brother and I love it! I want every inch up my hot ass, Oh Lord! Carol thought feverishly. She swung her big, silky cheeks up to meet his crotch with lewd moans, wanting more of the burning-bliss sensation of his boiling prick, deep within her like a ruthless battering ram.
"Darling Stevie," she gasped. "Hurts-beauti-fully-oh fuck me harder! Oooooooo! Yes, yes YES!"
After blissfully probing his sister's luscious cunt, Steve was unprepared for the tight satiny feel of her asshole. Loose, but hot, wild and slippery. Each time he lunged the gasping nurse jerked her sweating ass to meet him, slapping it against his groin to plunge him to the hilt.
"Yes," Carol panted, "oh yes, shoot it! Oh Stevie, shoot it up my ass! Unnnnnnngh! Ooooo, GOD!"
His molten juice spurted violently in her madly squirming ass, and Carol thought she would faint with lustful joy when the flood spattered deep in her twitching bowels.
Five minutes later, the heaving nurse slid her dripping pussy off his limp prick and collapsed beside her brother on the sofa. She moaned, putting her hand on his cock, caressing and coaxing and crushing her tits to his chest.
"Stevie, oh honey! God, I love to fuck you, darling. Oh brother, we should have tried this when we were kids." She chuckled, realizing when she was twenty-one, Steve was only ten. "Mmmmm, I'm ready for more," she whispered. "All night, in fact. After two years, I guess you're willing, aren't you, darling?"
Silently, her naked brother reached for a cigarette. Just one day out of reform school, he found it harder than ever to believe the sexy, insatiable blonde beside him was his sister. Her fingers were gently stroking his meat, beginning to harden the flesh again, and Steve knew all he had to do was say the word and Carol would go down on him again with wildly sucking hunger. He lit his cigarette, maintaining the hard cool act he'd cultivated in the past two years. Framed by a college broad, Steve thought bitterly, and two years of his life shot down the drain. No pussy, no grass, no cars, just lying awake at night, dreaming of revenge.
In spite of his angry mood, his sister's lascivious hot fingers on his cock and balls caused his rod to leap in her hands. Who would have ever dreamed his quiet, stringy blonde sister would blossom into the hottest piece of ass anyone could want? From the way Carol was moaning as she crouched between his thighs to blissfully start sucking his prick again, Carol would do anything for him.
The minute Steve got out of reform school, on probation for two more years and in the custody of his only living relative-his sister-he made a single phone call. He was furious when he found out the college bitch had left town with no forwarding address. And she'd done it right after he was convicted. She knew what he'd do if he ever found her, and Steve knew, with sullen rage, he'd probably never find her. She'd be married by now, sucking off and seducing some other fifteen-year old delivery boy in her kitchen, while her husband was at work.
Steve groaned as his panting sister snaked her hot tongue against the swollen knob of his meat, purring sounds of obscene pleasure coming from her throat. He knew he'd started turning girls on when he was only fourteen. They couldn't resist his sleek good looks, his powerful frame, his easy, rakish smile. The college girl lived in an apartment complex near the supermarket where he'd worked, and like a lot of college girls, she'd eyed him thoughtfully. She was slender with small pointed tits and a wide, hungry mouth, and when he'd delivered her groceries, she insisted on giving him a tip. Her purse was in her bedroom-could he step in there for a minute? Steve knew what was coming from the gleam in her eyes as they raked over the big bulge in his tight pants. It wasn't the first such tip he'd received; only a few weeks before, a hot-breasted housewife had gone almost crazy beneath his hard battering meat, and he was afraid from her lewd screams of joy that the neighbors would call the cops. And that was in addition to a twenty-dollar tip she'd handed him afterward, with downright embarrassing gratitude. Jesus, thought Steve, her husband must have been a real turkey in the sack.
"Listen," the girl told him nervously in the bedroom, "you're an awfully good-looking boy, Steve. Would you like to make ten easy dollars?"
Steve grinned, knowing his instincts about the slender bitch were right: From a rich family, bored as hell, wanting only one thing, and lots of it.
"Hell, why not?" Steve said, beginning to unbuckle his belt.
"No, don't get undressed," she said hoarsely, lying on the edge of the bed and lifting her skirt. She wasn't wearing panties and her small pink cunt was glistening with wet eagerness. "Let's fuck with our clothes on. It's more exciting that way. Fuck me hard, hurt me. Oh Christ, you're hung! That's what I need, oh God, shove that all the way, rip me up with it!"
She made low animal sounds as his thick long prick bristled out of his fly, quivering with power. Steve was learning about women fast at the age of fifteen, and he knew this one wanted to be treated like a slut, teased and then hurt with brutal fucking strokes. It was the only way they could come, these snotty spoiled types-arrogant and oh-so-elegant in public, and hot little tramps in bed.
"Oooooh, God, GOD!" the slender brunette screamed as Steve mounted her and plunged his cock savagely inside her fiery cunt. "Unnnn! Oh it .hurts-yes, yessss, more . . . Aaaaarg! HURTS, I LOVE IT!"
Steve began pumping his huge rod of flesh inside her fiercely sucking pussy, holding back his load easily. She was swinging her small ass up to meet him furiously now, her fingernails clawing at his shoulders, her lustful moans echoing throughout her apartment. He wondered why she got her kicks by doing it with her clothes on. Maybe she loved the guilty, forbidden feeling, or maybe she'd lost her cherry this way, suddenly and violently, and she wanted to relive it every time.
"Oh wow, that's a hot-mmmm!-cunt, lady!" Steve gasped, his prick tingling wildly as she squirmed her pussy on him in a frenzy.
"Don't. .. come yet!" she pleaded, clawing his back. "Fuck me more ... aaah! ... hurt me, yes, ram me, love that big prick! Yessss!"
What happened next was so sudden, Steve could only reason it out later, when it was too late. One moment the wild, sexy bitch was screaming happily beneath him and pounding on his ass-cheeks with her fists, and the next she was frozen in mid-movement. Then her hand darted up to her blouse and swiftly tore at the fabric. Suddenly she was pushing at his chest and shrieking: "You're hurting me, oh God, please don't rape me any more! Rape, RAPE! Someone help!"
The next moment powerful arms seized him from behind and locked him in a tight grip. In a daze, Steve struggled wildly, but the man was too big for him. Then a woman came into view, holding the hysterically sobbing college bitch in her arms.
The charges against Steve were rape, and no one-least of all the judge-believed his story. And why should they? With his parents dead, he lived in a foster home, and had already been in a few scrapes with the law-pranks mostly, petty theft, the sort of trouble almost every adolescent goes through. His foster parents said he was a problem, he didn't know where his older sister was living then, and his lawyer, who also thought he was guilty, wouldn't even bother to try and find out.
The girl's story was that he delivered groceries, pushed her roughly into the bedroom, tore her blouse, slapped her viciously and then raped her. Fortunately, her parents came by at that moment for an unexpected visit, and the front door was unlocked. When they heard her screams, they rushed in and found Steve ravaging her on the bed. She came from an eminently rich and respectable family, of course, and when she cried convincingly on the stand, the judge gazed furiously at Steve, who knew now he didn't have a chance.
How could he explain the screams her parents heard were cries of pleasure over getting thoroughly fucked? That they both had their clothes on because the slut loved it that way? That she'd torn her own blouse when she saw her parents rush into the bedroom? When Steve told his side of the story on the stand, the bitch's father looked like he wanted to shoot him on the spot. And why not? She was their elegant darling daughter, a clean, respectable girl who wouldn't dream of going to bed with a fifteen-year-old delivery boy. Christ, they probably thought she was a virgin, the goddamned nympho, Steve realized with rage.
What really burned him was the fact that, in effect, she'd raped him. Knowing what that would get her in court, she'd turned the tables on him in one easy treacherous move. For two years, Steve had lain awake at night, planning revenge on the brunette in his imagination: Tying her down naked on a bed or shackling her to beams with manacles, her soft nakedness utterly helpless against his powerfully throbbing cock and tormenting hands.
And a little whipping wouldn't be too much for the bitch either.
Steve was free now, but she'd vanished. The court had finally located his sister here in a small California town, where she was the high-school nurse, and Carol had quickly agreed to be his custodian until he was legally of age.
And now his passionately gasping sister had given his quivering meat a final lingering suck with her ripe mouth, and she was quickly straddling his lap, facing him. She placed a tawny leg on each side of his flanks and crushed her hot tits to his face as she poised her hotly soaked cunt directly above his prick. The sobbing nurse began to fuck Steve with delirious joy, riding his massive rod with wanton abandon.
"Oh, Steve, Stevie! Want to fuck you-oooo!-forever, darling brother-Mmmmm! MMMM!"
"Jesus, Sis," Steve responded as he grabbed her satiny ass-cheeks in his hands and squeezed fiercely. "What a beautiful cunt! What a fantastic fuck, Wow! Yeah!"
Carol threw back her head and sobbed as she writhed her searing cunt feverishly on his hot shaft. God, she'd never get enough of her beautiful brother, never be able to sate her built-up lust on his magnificent cock the way she felt right now. A year without sex had left her trembling at night in a fever of torment, dreaming endlessly about the healthy, virile young boys she saw every day at school. Too dangerous, she told herself over and over, I mustn't even think about it.
But she did think about it, secretly and with rising excitement. And she'd begun to think about the beautiful young girls she saw every day too, about their lusciously budding young tits and sensuously curved asses, swaying so invitingly as they strolled down the corridors.
The sexy nurse found the few eligible bachelors in town totally unappealing. She thought of them as leftovers; those her own age who hadn't married were either dull or homely. And as for the married men who'd shown interest, well, to hell with them, Carol thought furiously. She'd had enough of that during her affair with a married doctor in the last city she'd worked in, and she realized she'd gotten leftovers there, too; his own wife was getting more action than she was. It was boys she wanted, healthy, beautiful young bodies with clean eager cocks, boys who would appreciate her lush tits and succulent ass and long velvety legs. Boys who would remember her as the hottest piece of ass they'd ever known, the lovely, passionate school nurse who would give them the blowjob of their lives just for openers.
In her vivid imagination, the voluptuous blonde seduced them by the dozens, whispering to each one: Remember me, Carol, the beautiful nurse who smiled warmly at you in the hallways and then licked and kissed your cock with reverence and joy, and fucked you with every silken inch of my hot pussy. Remember me always, especially when you're married and settled down. Think of me when you screw your wives, dream of my ripe mouth and juicy pussy and hot beautiful, madly swinging ass. Remember me always, please ...
But the obscene pleasure was only imaginary- until her brother had come along. Now her silky, sweating tits and ass wriggled and bounced in a fever of pure joy as she finally unleashed the pent-up fire in her loins. Again and again she came on Steve's quivering hot prick, screaming softly and biting his shoulders and tugging happily at his hair, until Steve exploded beneath the frenzy of her boiling cunt.
"Oh Lord, your juice, Stevie, so hot! More, more, I LOVE IT! Oh darling, shoot more into my cunt-ooooh!"
Slowly, her grinding ass-cheeks subsided as her orgasm melted into a delicious glow, deep in her flooded pussy. She hugged her brother fiercely, nibbling on his ear-lobe, still clamping her tight cunt hungrily on his limp rod.
"Whe-e-e-wwww," Steve groaned, patting her on the ass. "Sis, you are a wildcat!"
"Let's do it again soon," she pleaded in a husky voice. "Oh Steve, from the moment I saw you today all I wanted to do was fuck and suck for a solid month! Oh, beautiful brother, how I need this! I thought I'd go crazy until you came along."
None of the risk of exposure or betrayal with my own brother, thought Carol. It's not as if I seduced any high-school kid, who might gossip or whose parents might raise hell. They would live together in her apartment and who would suspect anything between the respected school nurse and her younger brother?
Steve thought deeply as she ground her dripping pussy on him in a lewd plea. All right, she was terrific fuck, beyond anything he'd dreamed of in reform school, but one part of him was still bitter and angry. Vengeance still boiled in his blood. The picture of the lustful bitch who'd framed him clung to his mind, etched into his brain like acid. Maybe he'd never see her again, but there were others, plenty of others, who deserved it. And, hell, it had been wildly exciting to fantasize naked, helpless young girls bound and begging for mercy as he teased and thrilled them with his huge rod and strong hands. And a whip . . .
Their soft naked asses crimson red, wriggling feverishly to escape. Steve stroked his sister's succulent ass-cheeks as she made gentle lewd fucking motions on his lap. Why not Carol? In fact, with her sexy looks and warm personality-not to mention her job as a school nurse-she could get any number of ripe young girls for him. She had the opportunity every day, examining them naked sometimes.
She was beautiful and he was handsome, so why not work together as a team? But would she go. that far for him?
"Carol," he said, "want to do this every night?"
"Oh Christ," she moaned, rubbing her swollen tits eagerly to his chest, "that's all I dream about, Stevie. Every night, all night," she shivered as his cock began stiffening again. It would take him a long time to catch up for those two barren years, and she wanted every loving hot drop he'd saved. She wanted the sticky juice smeared on her naked tits, stinging deep in her asshole, flooding her pulsing cunt, burning in her throat. Everywhere.
"Will you do anything for me-anything I ask if we get it on every night?" Steve asked.
"Anything," Carol whispered. "Fuck me again, darling."
"Anything," Steve echoed. "Okay. But before we really swing again, there's something I want you to do for me, Sis. So just control your wild pussy for a few minutes and listen carefully ..."
The blonde nurse listened intently, with a sense of shock and danger. She opened her mouth to protest a couple of times but the feel of his rock-hard prick throbbing inside her cunt stilled her voice.
When he finally finished talking, Carol took a deep breath.
"It's crazy, Steve. You're crazy. But for you, sweet brother, I'll do anything. And do you know what?"
"What?"
"It sounds exciting as hell, wilder than anything I imagined when I was hotter than a firecracker. Let's do it, darling. In fact, I'll start tomorrow."
The passionate nurse and her brother sealed the bargain with the most lustful, strenuous fuck either one had ever had. It was dawn before they slept, naked bodies tightly locked, minds whirling with danger and depraved excitement.
Chapter Two
The school nurse's office was generally quite busy with a stream of teenage boys and girls going in and out. Each day brought Carol cut fingers, headaches, constipation, pre-menstrual cramps, football and basketball bruises, breast examinations for possible lumps and a variety of minor emergencies.
In her office the next morning, Carol carefully studied some medical files on her desk. Her golden skin glowed radiantly from the wild night before, and her fully-rounded tits tilled out her white uniform like ripe melons. She wore her long shimmering hair pinned up at work and glasses, but what Carol Jenner had, she couldn't hide in a burlap sack. It was obvious from the turned heads and stiffening cocks as she swayed down the corridors, her lush ass bouncing in her tight uniform. Carol suspected that one math teacher, thirty and married with three children, masturbated in his small office every day each time he passed her in the hallway. He had that wan, exhausted look, and she knew for a fact his plain wife couldn't possibly do that to him. What a waste of come, Carol thought with amusement as she selected a couple of medical files.
She studied one with interest: Sylvia Merrit, sixteen, daughter of the town banker, a snob and a social whirler, just the type that interested Steve. Carol leaned back in her seat and lit a cigarette, remembering every detail of Sylvia's last visit to her office.
The girl had come in nervous with fright, barely able to talk, but Carol had calmed her down with sympathy and warm smiles. Part of her nursing job was strictly psychology. Once in a while a boy stumbled in, terrified that he would lose his sanity for masturbating. Carol grinned, amazed that parents still fed such nightmares to their children. A cute fifteen-year-old once came in tears, finally admitting she'd lost her precious virginity the night before my fingerfucking herself too eagerly. She'd found blood on her finger and realized she'd ruptured her cherry and was nearly hysterical with shame and guilt, terrified her parents and schoolmates would find out about it somehow.
With a solemn face, the blonde examined her little pussy with a probing finger, secretly excited at the sight of the wet rosebud cunt-lips and the hot sticky feel. For one crazy moment, Carol was even tempted to bend down and kiss the lovely slit, just to see if it was as delicious as it looked. Finally, Carol announced-after practically fingerfucking the girl for ten minutes-that she had nothing to worry about. She hadn't actually pierced her hymen, but another unimportant membrane. She was, Carol told her with a straight face, still an authentic virgin.
The girl was so relieved and happy she flung her arms around the nurse and kissed her. It was with such little lies and tender sympathy that Carol had the warm affection and trust of most of the kids in school.
Now she was going to use that sympathy and trust for pure obscene pleasure.
The details of Sylvia Merrit's visit came back to her: The girl may have been a snotty, stuck-up character but there was no denying she was beautiful. She had high-standing, perfectly rounded young tits with large tan nipples, plump hips, soft milky thighs and a lush nest of cunt-hairs, all topped by a delicately pretty face. Hardly sultry, but still sexy, with the suggestion of a wild passionate fuck in her young luscious body.
Sylvia finally told the nurse her problem, her cheeks crimson with fear and shame. She was afraid she was pregnant, and if her family found out about it, she'd have hell to pay. They'd send her away from town to some boarding school where she had no friends and she'd be miserable. She didn't want to leave town, and if she tried to go to a local doctor, her influential father would be certain to find out.
"Help me," she begged tearfully. "Please help me, Miss Jenner."
It was against the rules, of course, but Carol quietly arranged for a pregnancy test for Sylvia, sending it to a local laboratory under a fictitious name. A few days later when she told Sylvia the test was negative, that she wasn't pregnant as a result of one fast session in the back seat of her car with a football player, the girl almost fainted with relief. She tried to give Carol fifty dollars, but the nurse spurned it. She would have done it for anyone, she told Sylvia.
"If ever you want me to do you a favor or need help, Miss Jenner, please see me. My father has a lot of influence in this town. I'm so grateful . . . "
Carol closed the girl's file. Just how grateful was high-breasted, creamy-thighed Sylvia? Grateful enough to avoid blackmail, that was certain. The thought of Steve, her own brother, fucking a beautiful young girl like Sylvia while she watched, sent shivers of deep excitement up the nurse's spine. And the prospect of eating a delicious young pussy herself, lapping up the sweet hot juices and hearing the wild sobs of ecstasy as the delectable cunt thrashed against her mouth sent even wilder ripples of anticipation through the tall blonde's loins.
She sent for Sylvia Merrit.
Ten minutes later the dark-haired girl sat in her office anxiously.
"I've got news that may be a little unpleasant for you, Sylvia," Carol began gently, noting that Sylvia's proud tits had begun blossoming to lush proportions in the last few months. "It's about that little test I arranged for you three months ago."
"Oh my God," Sylvia gasped, her lustrous eyes widening. "I'm not... I'm not pregnant after all, am I?"
"Not that," Carol said, licking her lips as Sylvia's big tits rose and fell rapidly with fear. I'm absolutely going to have to suck on those before I suck her off, thought Carol, one hot mound at a time. Strange how Steve had turned her on so thoroughly last night, like turning up a tiny pilot flame in her loins into a blazing fire. Carol knew what could happen to a healthy sex urge when it was bottled up too long. All she felt like doing for the next few years was exploring every hot thrilling cock in sight, as well as savoring every tight, luscious little pussy in town. She felt as if she could bathe in boiling come and fragrant cunt-juice until she licked every drop up with her tongue.
"The problem is, Sylvia ..." she went on in a husky voice, "I can't really explain it here in my office. It's too private, much too personal. But it is about your test. Can you come over to my apartment tonight, around eight?"
Sylvia nodded, gulping, her lovely face anxious. "My father doesn't know, does he?" she asked fearfully.
"Not yet," Carol said ominously. "But. . . well, here's my address, honey. Just be there at eight. And don't tell anyone you're coming."
She handed the girl her written address, and watched her leave with soaring excitement. Long silken legs on that one, and Carol could almost feel them twinced around her naked legs as she rubbed pussies and fingerfucked the schoolgirl.
Now the tall nurse began searching through other folders, recalling other incidents with other students. Christ, what a setup: The slender honey that had just left was only the beginning. There was always a certain amount of risk, of course, but it would be more than worth it. And the danger was part of the excitement anyway.
The main thing was to control Steve's temper. She'd seen it flare up last night when he talked about the girl who'd cried rape on him. But, the blonde nurse told herself firmly, I can certainly handle my own kid brother. After all, he was only seventeen and she was twenty-eight, an adult.
But Carol realized at this juncture she was kidding herself: Steve was tough and smart far beyond his years, cunning with experience. He could wrap a naive little number like Sylvia Merrit around his little finger and make her come with joy by merely nudging her with his immense prick. Schoolgirls like Sylvia were pushovers for Steve.
The voluptuous blonde nurse knew she couldn't kid herself. It was her brother Steve's show all the way. She'd been so turned on by their torrid sessions last night that if her brother wanted to spreadeagle and chain her to the bed and take a whip to her, she would humbly obey.
Dangerous or not, Carol knew she may as well enjoy the depraved roller-coaster ride while it lasted. If it lasted beyond tonight.
Chapter Three
Steve lay on the bed smoking, fully dressed, watching his sister hook a sheer black bra over her heavily-curved tits. When she bent over with her ripe naked ass hovering, to slip on matching panties, Steve felt his prick leap in a giant throb. Deliberately, the blonde squirmed her silky ass-cheeks as she slid her panties up.
"You sure you don't want just a fast one before she gets here, darting?" she asked. "God, I'm so hot after last night I could explode."
"Save it, Sis. Let's save it all for her. I mean, I'm not an endless fountain of come, you know. I can get my rocks off only so many times a night."
"After last night, I find that hard to believe," Carol murmured, gazing at his bulging crotch with glowing eyes. "And why in the hell do you want me to wear a bra and panties under my dress when I'm going to have to strip soon anyway?" she added.
Steve grinned mockingly. "Honey, you don't even have to ask that. Watching you put it on and take it off can get me hard for a week. Besides, I think it'll turn her on, too. You could make a zombie come with that act, Carol."
Smiling, she went over to him in her bra and panties and handed him a small bottle of perfume "Put a little where I tell you, darling. First on each tit."
She leaned down over him so that her long hair dangled, brushing his face, and Steve put a dab of perfume on his finger and stroked some on each hot luscious tit.
"Mmmmm," the nurse moaned, "now on my pussy-hairs, sweet brother. And if you touch my clit, I'll come all over myself."
Steve felt his rod pound furiously with excitement as he stroked perfume on her silky cunt-hairs, reaching inside the rim of her panties.
"Now on each ass-cheek, darling," she urged, turning around, "and just a spot above my asshole. Sylvia doesn't know it yet, but she's going to shove her hot little tongue up there and I want it to be sweet."
Steve knew she hoped to coax him into a sudden frenzied fuck before the girl arrived, but he was trying not to fall for it. He had to put out a lot of effort, though, because the mere sight of Carol's sensuously curved flesh started a wild tingling in his cock.
Sighing with regret, Carol finished dressing in high heels and a snugly fitting low-cut dress that emphasized her cleavage.
"Is everything set?" she asked, glancing at her watch.
Steve nodded. The manacles he'd bought that afternoon were attached to the four corners of the bed, but were underneath and out of sight. The whip was in the drawer. Carol's contribution was also there-a thick nine-inch battery-operated vibrator she'd bought that morning in a drugstore.
But this one was excitingly different: It came with a plastic sheath that fitted snugly over it, an attachment for scalp massage. The sheath had rounded spikes on it, about a quarter of an inch long and crowded over the entire length. Even Steve was startled at the sight of it.
"Christ, she's only sixteen, Sis. That thing could rip her tight little pussy in two."
"You don't know much about the vagina, honey," Carol lectured in her nurse-voice. "It could, but it won't. A pussy is one of the most elastic things in the world. The trick is to prime it slowly, get it nice and slippery and hot so that it will expand under gradual pressure. Of course if you just ram it in without any foreplay, you could have a bloody mess on your hands. "But," she added softly, her eyes gleaming like coals as she remembered her brother's brutal prick tearing deep into her tender asshole, "there's pleasure in pain, too, Stevie. Women are funny that way, believe me.
"There's only two things I want to be sure of," Steve said impatiently. "One . . . Are you sure she's rich and spoiled? And two .. . What makes you think she won't go screaming to her parents or the cops afterward?"
Carol licked her sultry lips, smiling. "She's definitely rich and snotty, a typical young brat. Ripe for picking, too. As for running hysterically to her parents or the law, you leave that to me. I've used enough psychology on these kids to know what you can get away with. But remember-I have to prime her first, get her coming until she's losing her mind. And," the nurse murmured, "for that I can hardly wait."
The doorbell rang. They both went out to the living room, and Carol ushered Sylvia in. Steve immediately felt a new respect for her sister: Sylvia was the type he wanted, all right, the haughty unattainable rich bitch who would turn tramp with the right treatment. By the time they finished with her, he promised himself fervently, she'd get on all fours and beg him to lick his balls and be fucked like a dog until she fainted.
Damned good-looking too, Steve decided as Carol introduced them. Slender but willowy and sexy like the other one, the one that screamed rape. But this one could shout until her throat turned raw and it wouldn't do her any good: Carol had lots of surgical tape around.
Sylvia was eyeing him with interest, giving him a look that said I'm-a-Princess-you-see, but it's just possible I may find a peasant like you interesting. Interesting isn't the word, Steve thought dryly. Unforgettable was more like it. And if he couldn't do it, the spiked vibrator would.
"We can talk in front of Steve," Carol assured the nervous schoolgirl as they all sat down. "Steve helps me with my files, Sylvia, and your secret is perfectly safe with him."
The dark-haired girl looked doubtful, but said nothing. She wore a minidress that revealed smooth creamy thighs, and the blonde nurse was having trouble keeping her hungry eyes off them.
"Sylvia, when I was reviewing your files today, I found a very curious set of symptoms I'd overlooked before. Symptoms that have to do with your lab report. Symptoms that are very hard to diagnose without a more thorough examination."
Sylvia's pretty face turned pale. "Symptoms? What sort of symptoms, Miss Jenner?"
On the sofa, Carol moved very close to the girl, and whispered softly in her ear, "Venereal disease, Sylvia."
"Oh my God!" Sylvia gasped in horror. She shook her head, about to burst into tears. "But... but wouldn't I know it by now? That was three whole months ago!"
"No, that's not true," Carol said gravely. "A woman can carry it around for years, infecting everyone without even knowing it. She's a carrier. And, terrible as it sounds, Sylvia, that's what you may be."
Christ, what an act, thought Steve as he watched his seductive sister in action. The poor girl looked like she was going to faint on the spot, tears already streaming down her cheeks. What better excuse to fingerfuck an innocent girl than examine her pussy?
"Now, naturally," Carol went on, "I wouldn't want that in the school files either, or your father knowing about it. Would you, Sylvia?"
"No, no, no, Miss Jenner, please!"
The nurse nodded. "That's what I thought, honey. So I had you come over here to examine you again, in the privacy of my own apartment. No blood test will be necessary for this kind of examination, though. Just visual and tactile."
A moment later, Carol was leading the stunned girl by the hand into her bedroom, closing the door. She led her next to the lamp by the bed.
"Now just take off all your clothes, honey. Even though it's only a vaginal exam, I may as well include a breast probe while I'm at it. Go ahead," she ordered in a firm voice when the girl hesitated. They always obeyed nurses and doctors. They were angels of mercy, weren't they?
With trembling fingers, Sylvia got undressed, her soft milky tits shivering with anxiety. As eager as Carol was to slip a finger deep into Sylvia's juicy cunt, to devour her pink slit with ravenous curiosity and lust, she knew it was best to go slowly, work her up by degrees.
Sylvia shut her eyes as Carol stood in front of her by the lamp. The tall blonde began to gently squeeze and caress the girl's creamy hot tits in her fingers, loving their silken heat and taut nipples.
"Mmmm, they've grown, haven't they?" Carol whispered huskily. "They're beautiful, Sylvia. Not many girls have breasts as perfect as these, darling...
Dazed, Sylvia kept her eyes shut, embarrassed. And yet it felt delicious when Miss Jenner did it, not rough or crude like a groping body, but softly exciting. Only for an instant did Sylvia feel strange, though; she trusted Miss Jenner, who'd saved her before from her father's stern temper. She felt a warm rush of gratitude for the kind blonde. And the nurse's voice was so mellow and soothing .. .
"Well, nothing suspicious in these lovely mounds," Carol said. Christ, it was all she could do to keep from ramming one of those juicy tits in her mouth and sucking it madly! "Now for the visual and tactile exam, darling. Just he back on the bed with your legs spread wide. Don't be nervous .. . That's it. Yes, ahhhh, yes."
Oooooh, what a honey, thought Carol lewdly as she knelt between the girl's sleek parted thighs. Her succulent little cunt shone wetly, peeping out from her dark pussy-nest, soft and slippery and lusciously kissable. Her tits panting with wild excitement at the prospect of eating her first pussy, the nurse pressed a hand down on Sylvia's hot belly to expose her tiny clitoris and more of her tender cunt-flesh. Her mouth watered as she crouched between the girl's thighs. A hot breath of air rushed up from Sylvia's slit to meet her face, only inches away, and the sweet sticky odor almost brought a moan from Carol's lips.
"Let's see, darling, first a finger examination for any unusual growths ... Mmmmm, that's tight, Sylvia! I know you're not a virgin, but it certainly feels like it. Tight and hot and, mmm, very slippery. I'm glad you're lubricating naturally ..."
She began sliding her middle finger sensuously in and out and around Sylvia's juicy burning walls, stroking slow and deep. The thumb of her other hand dipped down and started brushing the schoolgirl's clit-bud, and Sylvia made a low hissing sound. Sensuously, wriggling in lustful strokes, Carol eagerly slid a second finger into the narrow hot cunt, gorging it.
"Ooooh, Miss . . . Miss Jenner ... I'm ... it feels funny! I'm .. . uuuugh . .. Miss Jenner, I'm feeling so ... hot!"
Feeling as weak and helpless as a baby, Sylvia involuntarily began jerking her excited cunt on the nurse's powerfully fucking fingers, moaning softly. Miss Jenner had a wonderful touch as her long fingers probed Sylvia's thrilled pussy, strong and wildly exciting.
"Can't help ... ooooo! ... it, Miss Jenner," she whispered weakly, "you're making me so HOT! I've never been . .. mmmm! ... so hot, so excited, Oh Lord, forgive me, Miss . .. unnn! ... Miss Jenner! MISS JENNER!"
To hell with it, Carol thought in a fever of maddening hunger. She whipped her mouth down and began sucking eagerly on the crying girl's pink clit. Oh Christ, that's good, thought the wildly aroused blonde. Oh Jesus, that's delicious! The honeyed stickiness of her cunt-juice trickled into Carol's mouth, firing her lust like a boiling eruption. Quickly, the blonde slipped out her fingers and rammed her tongue deep into Sylvia's silken cunt.
The schoolgirl suddenly arched her back and let out a soft deep scream as the wet fire of Carol's long tongue squirmed feverishly in her frantic pussy.
"Oh ... Oh .. . Dear God! Miss Jenner-oooooo! I'll die! Oh I'm hot... Oh please stop it! I can't stand it.. . It's . .. AAAAGH!"
The shattering thrills racing through Sylvia's tender cunt were unlike anything she'd ever imagined. Not at all like her boyfriend's rough impatient prick, not even vaguely like fingerfucking herself, but burning, slippery, pure ecstasy. Moaning in a frenzy, the girl raised her knees high and locked her legs behind Carol's head, crushing her hot thighs to the nurse's face. Her fingers darted out and clutched Carol's long hair and twined themselves fiercely to the blonde tresses.
Beneath Sylvia's lust-crazed moans was the low passionate humming in Carol's throat. Her first hot little cunt and it was sheer heaven, all honey and sweetness and fire. The greedily sucking blonde couldn't get enough of the sixteen-year-old girl's pussy-juice. The steaming flesh sucked right back at her lips and tongue, spreading the sticky nectar all over her cheeks. And Sylvia's deliriously swinging ass-cheeks in her hands were like searing plump satin.
If I'd known it was going to be this exciting, I would have plunged into every juicy little slit I ever saw, thought Carol in a daze of lust. But now I've got to get her to eat me. If she'll do that, she'll do anything for me.
"Oh Lord in heaven! I'm coming, Miss . .. eeeee! Oh Miss Jenner I'm dying . . . CAN'T TAKE IT... No.no, NO!"
Abruptly, the blonde jerked her mouth free of Sylvia's madly dripping cunt, and the girl let out a wail of protest.
"Don't stop, I beg you, Miss Jenner . . . I'm too hot, HOT! Finish, finish, please, pleeeeeease!"
Quickly, Carol stood up and began tearing at her clothes, as the girl thrashed and sobbed on the bed, her cunt swinging in a desperate plea. Steve's plans for a gradual striptease hadn't taken one thing into account: She wanted to get eaten herself by the beautiful young girl, and this moment was perfect. In less than a minute, Carol was stripped and falling on top of the shuddering teenager, hugging her tits to hers and grinding her soaked pussy in wild jerks against Sylvia's blazing cunt.
"Love it, don't you?" Carol panted in her ear.
The girl's arms wrapping fiercely around her. "Tell me you love having me eat your cunt, Sylvia- Say it!"
"Yes, yes," Sylvia moaned desperately. The wild teasing of the blonde's burning cunt-flesh rubbing against her own aching pussy was sheer torture. She'd been on the verge of the most fantastic experience of her life, an orgasm that rocked her soft young body to its quivering core, and all of a sudden she was left hanging! At that maddening moment, the sixteen-year felt she would die if she didn't come, explode any moment.
"I love you eating my cunt, Miss Jenner-honest! Oooooh, it's so wild, so good, so hot! Finish me, please! Now, now, now!"
"Will you suck and lick my pussy too?" Carol demanded. "Say you'll eat it. Say you'll suck me off. Say it!"
"Anything!" Sylvia panted. "I'll do anything, but please finish me-make me come!"
Now the fiercely aroused nurse reversed her naked body on the bed. She quickly placed a leg on each side of Sylvia's shoulders and hunched down, with her own face hovering over the girl's oozing pink cunt. Her hands gripped Sylvia's damp thighs and spread them wider, and the tiny hot pussy throbbed before her eyes like a feast.
Then Carol squatted her crotch down onto the crying schoolgirl's face, lewdly rubbing her hot cunt-lips Sylvia's mouth. There was an awkward tentative stab of Sylvia's tongue, before the girl began moaning and lapping at the blonde's pulsing cunt, squirming her pussy in a frenzy toward Carol's mouth. Still, the cunning nurse held back; let her really get going first.
Sylvia's sixteen-year old mind was in a state of whirling shock, as the school nurse's wetly sucking cunt rubbed lasciviously to her mouth, its hot juice trickling onto the girl's cheeks. It was supposed to be awful, obscene, terrible-but it was the most exciting, fantastic thing that had ever happened to her! Miss Jenner's ripe warm tits were digging into her belly while her tongue teased a trail of fire around Sylvia's madly aching cunt, driving her to the brink of insanity. And the nurse's pussy tasted good, fiery and succulent and sticky as Sylvia's lips eagerly sucked its dripping flesh and her tongue darted in and out. The girl's hands leaped up to clutch the blonde's ripely curved ass-cheeks, digging feverishly into the silky mounds, pulling Miss Jenner's steaming cunt savagely to her mouth.
Deep in her throat, Sylvia wanted to scream that she was coming, but she could only make incoherent sounds. The blonde was devouring her tingling pussy with ravenous laps of her tongue, wriggling deep and furiously, frantically sucking out the sixteen-year old's juices. Sylvia shuddered from head to toe as her orgasm shattered through her loins, from her tingling scalp to her curling toes, so intense and wild she almost suffocated as she tried to burrow deeper into Carol's hot writhing cunt.
From the doorway, Steve watched avidly. He'd seen pictures of girls going down on each other, but they were pale jokes compared to the real thing. His coiled throbbing prick in his pants felt as if it would burst while he watched his beautiful blonde sister ravenously suck off the thrashing schoolgirl beneath her. And Sylvia was so violently turned on as she blew the nurse in return that her fingernails were leaving red trails of lust over Carol's silky ass. Locked in a fury of obscene hunger, the two women jerked and heaved and moaned for ten minutes as they pounded up and down on the bed, sucking each other off to a delirious, rocking tempo.
At last, Carol lavished a final ravenous suck on Sylvia's frenzied young cunt and tried to roll off. But the lust-inspired schoolgirl refused to release her, clinging insanely to her ass as she continued to kiss and suck, deep animal moans coming from her throat. With an effort, Carol pulled free and rolled over on her back, her swollen tits heaving. Both their faces were covered with pussy-juice and they both continued to heave and moan for a minute.
Steve watched quietly from the doorway, unseen, fighting down the urge to go over and simply rape the helpless girl. There were wilder kicks than that coming.
"Wheeeewwww!" Carol sighed, slowly sitting up. Her tongue darted out and licked up the sweet fluid around her lips. Christ, the innocent angel ate a mean pussy! Once she'd been turned on, Carol couldn't find the off-switch. She leaned over Sylvia. The schoolgirl was sobbing deeply, her budding tits and softly curved hips twitching in spasms. There was a glaze to her eyes that the nurse didn't like-shock. The girl was in a complete daze.
"Sylvia, honey, are you all right?" "Unnnng . . . Mmmmm . .. Eat... eat me. More. More, more, more. MORE, MISS JENNER!"
Too much, too fast and too violent for her tender young pussy, Carol knew. A lot of grown women spent their entire lives, never having been sucked off so thoroughly, never having had anything like the loin-shattering series of orgasms the sixteen-year old schoolgirl had just had.
"Is she okay?" Steve asked from the doorway. Carol looked over at her brother, startled. He wasn't supposed to come in until she'd called him.
"She'll be all right," Carol said. "I think," she added softly as she gazed down at Sylvia's wild eyes and lewdly smiling lips, "Sylvia has much deeper reserves of passion than anyone suspects." "In other words, she's a born nympho," Steve retorted.
"We're all born nymphos," the nurse said dryly. "All you have to do is find the switch to turn it on. You found my switch, darling. I think I found Sylvia's."
The girl's dark eyes slowly rolled over to Steve, her face still uncomprehending. "God, what a ball," Sylvia sighed. "I had no idea, Miss Jenner. You're so beautiful." Her fingers fluttered up to Carol's huge breasts. "I... I love you, Miss Jenner. Honest. Can we do it again soon? I don't even care if your brother watches. He's cute."
The sudden change in Sylvia's personality intrigued the nurse. At heart, the girl was a wanton all along, of course, while her prim righteous-schoolgirl act was just that-an act. Fascinating, Carol thought, how fast you can get to the heart of someone's character by stripping them sexually. Turn them on and all pretense falls away. Like Steve and herself: Respected nurse and clean-cut young brother in public, hot, wild and lustful lovers and swingers at heart.
"We'll play a little game first, Sylvia," Carol told her, stroking her silken wet pussy to make her gasp. "I know you'll just love it too, honey. Lie here in the center of the bed, on your belly, Sylvia."
"It won't hurt, will it?" the girl asked hesitantly. "I know you wouldn't hurt me for anything, Miss Jenner, but he might." She gestured to Steve. "He's got a mean look in his eyes I don't trust."
Wait till you see what I've got in my pants, you little bitch, Steve thought, grinning, if you think my eyes are mean.
"Won't hurt a bit," Carol lied soothingly. "Just turn over now.. . That's it. Mmmm, what a darling little ass. So soft and creamy and delicate, isn't it, Steve?"
But her brother was already moving toward the chains linked to the four comers of the bed. While the blonde talked to Sylvia, reassuring her it was only a game, Steve shackled her outspread wrists and ankles. When she was firmly bound, he stepped back, his eyes blazing on her tender white curves, raking over her satiny little ass and just beneath, her lush, helpless little cunt, already squirming with fear and excitement. Amazing how much she reminded him of the other tramp. She'd been older and more sure of herself, but it was the same spoiled breed for certain.
"You're sure this isn't going to hurt?" Sylvia asked in a trembling voice, realizing for the first time she was utterly helpless, with no possible escape.
"Course not," Steve said with a mocking smile as he began stripping. "Hurt is just a four-letter word, honey. You see, all this is for your own good, Sylvia, to give you some character. We wouldn't want you to grow up to be a snotty bitch, like a lot of other spoiled rich broads."
When the schoolgirl saw his huge, rigidly pounding cock poised like a curved thick sword above his big balls, she began to cry. It was much bigger than her boyfriend's, and he hurt her.
"You're not- Oh Lord, you're not going to put that in me, are you? He isn't, is he, Miss Jenner?"
Before the nurse could reply, Steve leaned down and answered her, his voice cold and cutting: "Baby, I'm not just going to put this in you. I'm going to shove it so far up your juicy little ass your ears will wiggle. A baseball bat will feel comfortable compared to my dick. And that's just for starters. Know what I'm going to do next?"
"Easy," Carol cautioned her brother, but already a sharp thrill of anticipation was coursing through her. She'd never seen two beautiful kids fuck, but she had fantasized it a lot of times. And Steve's massive prick was perfect for her fantasies, curving up like a fat scimitar, quivering with hot power, its knob a bright crimson that was crowned with an oozing white crop of come.
The passionate nurse had the best of everything before her-her own magnificently hung brother and a lovely helpless young girl whose sweet mouth and tight luscious cunt were like honeyed fire. She would have an orgy of fucking and sucking that surpassed any thrills she'd ever imagined. She could finally sate the burning, relentless lust that had tormented her ripe flesh for years, so why hold Steve back?
He'd gone over to the dresser and was going back to Sylvia now, his hands behind his back, his smooth muscles rippling with promise.
"And after I baptize your hot virgin ass, Sylvia, and your dainty little mouth, then the fun really begins. Like this."
Steve brought his hands out from behind his back and showed her: In one hand he held the black leather whip, its handle short and thick, the seven thongs splaying out for nearly three feet, darling in front of her shocked face.
Slowly, the girl's terrified eyes went to his other hand, baffled at the monstrously spiked vibrator. Steve switched it on, and it hummed ominously, quivering rapidly in his hand.
"What-" Sylvia began, and then her eyes went to Steve's throbbing cock and she suddenly understood.
The girl's soft naked body suddenly shuddered wildly against her chains. The next moment she fainted.
Chapter Four
Carol woke Sylvia in less than thirty seconds by crawling down between her naked outspread thighs, running her long hot tongue slowly around the lush rim of each soft ass-cheek, and then plunging it deep in her tender asshole.
"Ooooo," Sylvia groaned, her eyelids flying open. "Ooooo! Yes, I like it! Ahhhhh ..."
For a couple of minutes, Steve allowed his sister to indulge in the asshole-licking, keeping the whip and vibrator out of the girl's range of vision. Work her up and tease her first before the punishment. That way she'd remember it all the more vividly.
The nurse spread Sylvia's hot cheeks with her fingers to ram her tongue in deeper, wriggling it lewdly around the boiling sweet channel. She loved the feel of the girl's silky ass-cheeks squirming to her face-cheeks, the strange exciting taste of her virgin asshole. She was so aroused at her first adventure of eating hot young pussy and tender asshole, Carol wondered if she would be able to control herself at school in the future. So many juicy pink cunts, begging to be stroked and sucked, so many darling asses and sweet promising mouths! Not to mention eager, surging young cocks ...
Steve brushed the butt of the whip along his sister's naked buttocks and she quickly withdrew her tongue from Sylvia's steaming anus. With the whip in his hand, her brother had a mean streak she didn't dare toy with.
Steve sat down on the bed beside Sylvia, one hand reaching beneath her trembling tits to gently cup and squeeze them, his other hand holding the whip poised above her naked white ass. Slowly, suspensefully, he trailed the vicious thongs lovingly over her ripe cheeks.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" he said softly. "Let's play question-and-answer, Sylvia. Give me the right answers and you'll get my loving prick inch by inch, until you faint with ecstasy. The wrong answers and zap!"
The spreadeagled teenager sucked in her breath and braced her trembling body in terror. Nothing happened. The thongs continued to caress her naked ass, glowing hotly now from Carol's delicious tonguing.
"You're just dying to lick my balls and suck my cock, right, Sylvia?"
"I never do things like-Aaaaaaagh!"
Her buttocks suddenly felt as if they'd been doused in gasoline and set on fire as the whip came down savagely, in a single devastating stroke. If they were hot before, they were blazing now.
"Yes! Love it!" Sylvia gasped, her eyes stung with tears. "Oh I love it, Steve."
He grinned over at Carol, who watched, fascinated, her fingers gently stroking her own golden cunt-hairs, creeping closer as her excitement soared.
"You'd like to smear my come over your hot little tits and lick it off, wouldn't you, honey?" Steve continued, again trailing the whip gently. Her ass was a blushing red now, each cheek burning brightly.
"Y . . . Yes, oh yes. Every drop," Sylvia sobbed, bracing herself. The suspense was driving her crazy.
He was crazy, obviously. What in God's name did he want from her?
"You'd fuck all my pals for me too, wouldn't you, honey?" Steve asked, poising the whip. "Every one of them. You'd tell them, compliments of Steve. Right?"
A sudden indignation rose in the terrified schoolgirl. How dare he talk to her like a slut? Her father was the town banker, the most powerful man in town. She came from the most well-bred family in town!
"I could never do that! I. . . EEEEEEE! Unnngh! Y .. . Y .. . Oh God yes! Every-oooo! -every one of them, I swear it! The whole town if you want!"
"And maybe you will," Steve grinned, watching her creamy ass turn a vivid beautiful crimson. He twitched the whip faintly and Sylvia's luscious young flesh rose over the bed, trembling madly in terror.
"You'd suck off all my girlfriends too, wouldn't you, honey?" Steve resumed. "Lick their assholes, eat their pussies, and send them flowers for the privilege-right?"
Sylvia hesitated. Something strange was happening to her, bizarre and deeply exciting in a way she never imagined: She was getting hot! She was actually getting aroused, wildly worked up as the burning pain spread outward from her tender, tortured young ass to her loins, to every inch of her tingling flesh. Her mind whirled in confusion. First, she'd had orgasms so wild, so shattering and frenzied, she'd almost lost her mind with joy. And then the wonderful, eerie feel of the beautiful nurse's searing tongue up her asshole, unlike anything she'd expected.
And now the pain-so fierce and agonizing, and yet so exciting, because it became mingled and fused with her earlier pleasure. The distinction between the fantastic thrills and the white-hot pain were becoming hazy to her mind and delicately trembling body. Too much, too fast, too violent. She was trapped, bound, totally helpless and she loved it!
"Answer!" said Steve harshly.
"Yes-I'd eat every pussy in town if you ordered it, Steve," she sobbed. Her ass wriggled invitingly in the air. "Go ahead," she moaned, "whip me if you want-but fuck me too! Make me come, Steve! I'm hot! FUCK ME!"
Incredible, thought Carol, watching intently. Her lust had spiraled to a feverish pitch as she watched the girl's beautiful creamy ass turn blazing red beneath her brother's diabolical whipping. And her eyes had gone irresistibly to Steve's immense hot prick, remembering its pungent taste and thrilling feel up her sucking pussy and asshole the night before. She had it all before her eyes, within reach, boys and girls together, and it was all the voluptuous nurse could do to keep from fingerfucking herself right now.
"Fuck me first, Steve." Carol begged in an urgent voice. "Let her wait, darling- Fuck me first."
Steve made an impatient gesture with his hand. Hell, he could have his sister anytime, but this was fresh blood, helpless and half-crazy with lust.
"And you're a tramp, right?" Steve persisted with the bound schoolgirl. "A slut. You'd do it anywhere, anytime, with anyone I order-right? Right?"
"No!"
The whip came down furiously and a high scream tore from Sylvia's lips. Again the wildfire of pain-ecstasy raced through her madly squirming ass into her loins, making her pussy suck and drip with urgency. God, she'd almost come that time! Now the dazed schoolgirl could no longer tell the difference between torment and pleasure.
"No, no, no!" Sylvia chanted, thrashing in a fury on the bed, her ass pleading for more. "Won't.. . fuck me, whip me, take me, damn you ... MAKE ME COME!"
"Jesus," Steve uttered in astonishment. "She likes it!"
"Loves it," Carol corrected, equally amazed. "I think we found her trip, Steve. Look, honey, I can hardly wait, I'm so damned hot myself. God, let's get going!"
Steve tossed the whip aside, his own urgency making his pulsing prick leap in spasms. Which one? he thought, glancing at the girl's lovely-crimson ass, her squirming pink pussy, soaked with lust, and her wet parted lips. Then he glanced over at his panting blonde sister, who was gazing at his huge prick with naked hunger. Steve decided.
He climbed to the head of the bed with his back against it. Placing his feet on each side of Sylvia's ribs, he nudged his glistening rod of flesh and swollen balls toward her panting mouth. Eagerly Sylvia craned her head back to open her mouth wide and then slammed it forward to seize as much of Steve's thick burning meat in her lips as she could manage. She began to suck on it with rising moans of excitement, loving the gorged throb in her mouth, feeling it quiver with thrilled anticipation. Sylvia tugged at her manacles, forgetting she was chained, wanting only to clutch the base of his fat cock in her fingers and stroke it, ram more of its hot flesh against her throat.
"Oooooh, Jesus ... baby! That's fantastic! Christ, eat it, yeah, eat it- Sheeeeeit!" Steve groaned.
Even the wild blowjob his sister had given him the night before couldn't meet Sylvia's madly sucking lips. She whirled her tongue feverishly around the rock-hard head of his dick, then jerked her head up and down rapidly to make him grunt in startled pleasure. She suddenly whipped her head sideways and his rod slipped out. Nudging her head forward with hungry moans, Sylvia slipped her face underneath his throbbing prick to lash out at his bloated balls with her tongue, the next moment grasping a ball in her mouth and sucking ravenously.
And she loved it. The spoiled, haughty little bitch from the richest family in town wallowed happily in the feeling of total helplessness as she struggled with her bonds. She reveled in the blissful obscene sounds of being harshly called a tramp and a slut, of promising to go down on other girls and boys, of humiliating herself like a winning slave before his cruel, handsome boy. Above all, she loved licking and sucking at his hairy balls so humbly. With all her phoniness peeled away, the banker's daughter felt weak and humbled and overwhelmingly thrilled at being given obscene commands, at being bound and whipped and brutalized.
Watching Steve fuck the moaning sixteen-year old in her eager mouth, seeing his gorged red meat slide in and out like a pumping ram, Carol felt wildly frustrated. Her eyes fell on the vibrator on the bed. Urgently, the trembling blonde nurse picked it up and switched it on. She quickly lay on her back between Sylvia's jerking thighs, sliding her face up underneath the girl's steaming cunt. At the same time, Carol raised her knees high, parted them wide, and placed the edge of the quivering spiked dildo against the throbbing lips of her cunt.
So hot she couldn't wait, Carol slammed it in two inches. Her tawny body rose in a high arc and she screamed as the spikes quivered with tingling power against her hot cunt-flesh. One hand reached up and gripped Sylvia's ass, slamming it down so that the girl's oozing cunt met her waiting mouth.
With ravenous moans, the lascivious blonde began to eat Sylvia's juicy cunt as she slid more and more of the spiked dildo deep into her own pussy. For a minute, Carol feared she'd lose her mind from the intense thrills sparked by the vibrating spikes. Thrashing on the bed, she began to fuck herself with long savage strokes, twisting the vibrator for a shattering new thrill, lapping at Sylvia's sweet cunt-flesh with frantic pleasure.
The bed was now bouncing up and down violently as the three of them panted and moaned with lewd ecstasy. Steve felt close to ejaculating as Sylvia whipped her hot mouth up and down on his prick with furious joy. He met her stroking mouth with forceful thrusts of her hips, shoving more of his cock in with each lunge, watching his beautiful sister fuck herself with the monstrous dildo, devouring Sylvia's cunt at the same time with her fiercely sucking mouth.
"Coming!" Steve gasped, gripping Sylvia's head in his hands and shoving her mouth ruthlessly down on his cock. "What a blowjob! Aaaahhh! Eat it, baby-EAT IT! WHEEEEW!"
Encouraged, Sylvia almost choked as she tried to ram his entire massive rod into her mouth. She felt as if she were going insane with uncontrollable excitement. A deeper orgasm than any she'd yet felt exploded in the girl's trembling cunt like a volcano, and she thrashed her crotch up and down deliriously on the nurse's feverish tongue, screaming deep in her throat.
Steve felt the cool he prided himself on crumble completely from Sylvia's fiery mouth. His load burst, and the great boiling gushes spattered against Sylvia's throat in a gigantic wave, just as she sank her sharp teeth lewdly into his prick and sucked ferociously at the same time. She gulped the boiling juice down ravenously.
Between Sylvia's burning thighs, Carol rocked with her own violent climax as the schoolgirl's fluid streamed into her mouth like blazing honey. She plunged the spiked monster as deeply into her clasping cunt as she could, twisting it all the way around, her sweating ass-cheeks rising high in the air as she came again and again. The heady sweet fragrance of cunt-juice in her nostrils, the sticky joy of Sylvia's come in her mouth, the maddening ecstasy in her frantic pussy as the spikes turned and stung her flesh like blissful barbs brought the nurse's sweating tawny body shuddering in the air like a bowstring.
By the time Carol slid out-very cautiously-the immense vibrator, Steve had slipped his limp prick from Sylvia's reluctant moaning mouth, and all three of them lay on the bed, panting and gasping for breath. Incoherent sounds of pleasure and pain rolled from the schoolgirl's throat, and her blushing ass still twitched in sharp spasms.
"How did she do?" Carol asked her brother, sitting up.
"Fantastic. Sucked me as dry as a lemon pip. I hate to tell you this, Sis," he added, grinning, "but she's competition for you when it comes to being sucked off. Wow, what a starving animal!"
Hearing herself described in such degrading terms, a soft thrill of pleasure rippled through Sylvia's perspiring nakedness. Her loins glowed hotly from the school nurse's intensely hungry sucking, and her throat still tingled with excitement from Steve's boiling come. Sylvia felt deliciously tired, ready to drowse off, hoping she'd be awakened again by Carol's squirming tongue up her ass.
But the girl's relief was very short-lived. Steve's prick was rising swiftly again as he eyed Sylvia's ripe ass still trembling in spasms. Her cheeks weren't nearly as lush or sexy as his sister's, but they were so pink from her whipping, so cutely rounded, and helpless, his cock was rock-hard in a minute.
Steve went around to the rear of the bed and motioned for Carol to move aside. When she did, he kneeled between Sylvia's moist thighs, holding his prick up in one hand. He dipped the other hand down to stroke Sylvia's juicy cunt, spreading her honeyed fluid around his fingers.
"Ooooh," Sylvia squealed, raising up her ass, "yes, Steve, fuck me! Oh, do it, Steve, shove it in!"
Parting the schoolgirl's trembling ass with one hand, he rubbed her own pussy-juice around the rim of her puckered little asshole, then rubbed more of the sticky come around the giant head of his rod. He edged forward on his knees.
"Oh, I'm hot again, do it, Steve, shove it up my pussy!" Sylvia panted, lifting her ass high. "Go ahead, fuck me, I'd love . . . Aaaagh. .. AAAAAGH! ... EEEEEE!"
With a massive lunge, Steve rammed his cock into her virgin asshole, clenching his teeth with obscene pleasure at the juicy hot tightness. He began fucking the helpless screaming sixteen-year-old's asshole in brutal jerks of his pelvis, sucking in his breath blissfully as her narrow hole clamped involuntarily on his gorged prick each time he slid in to the hilt.
"Tight... hot ass!" Steve gasped, holding her hips firmly in his hands. "Ooooh yeah, honey, wriggle it! Oh Sis, what an asshole! Like an electric-unnnf!-socket!"
Again Carol found herself pulsing with lust as she watched her brother ravaging the chained girl's tender ass. The blonde picked up the vibrator again and, face down, crawled between both Steve's and Sylvia's lunging thighs. For a minute she watched excitedly as her brother's immense throbbing prick pumped in and out of Sylvia's tiny asshole, like a lewd piston of flesh. Then Carol edged the humming dildo cautiously forward toward Sylvia's vulnerable pink slit, just beneath her impaled anus.
Chained beneath Steve's powerfully stroking shaft in her virgin asshole, writhing insanely in an attempt to escape the searing agony. Sylvia wished she could faint at this excruciating moment. The whip was a picnic compared to this! She felt as if someone had jammed a red-hot poker up her helpless asshole. Her mouth moved speechlessly in an attempt to cry or scream. Each time she wriggled her ass-cheeks to escape, the burning sensation became almost unbearable.
But with each stroke, the power and heat of his immense prick became less painful and more thrilling. It hurt, but it hurt wonderfully, the breathless sixteen-year-old thought. She was even beginning to enjoy it, revel in the utterly weak feeling of being raped so obscenely.
"Not... not so bad," she finally moaned, swinging her ripe ass very cautiously against his driving rod. "I... I think I like it.. . unnnngh! Ooooh, Steve, I think I love it! Aaagh! Oh yes, fuck me in the ass- Mmmm!"
Suddenly Sylvia hovered and shook with terror. Something huge and hot was pressing gently against her pussy, and while it felt good, she remembered! The spiked thing!
"No, wait, oh God, no, Miss Jenner! NO, EEEE! OOOOH! D .. . D . . . DYING!"
Just beneath Steve's wildly slapping balls, Carol had shoved the first inch of the enormous dildo inside the chained girl's pussy. Now she began to gradually work more of the spined invader in the tight squirming cunt, twisting it slowly, watching the girl's pussy and asshole shudder in violent spasms beneath the dual assault.
Then the fiercely aroused nurse pressed her mouth to her brother's jerking balls, just inches from her face. She coaxed one in her widened mouth and sucked on its hairy heat as she gently lunged the vibrator in and out of Sylvia's tormented cunt-flesh.
The banker's daughter was barely conscious, although her hot trembling young body swung and jerked wildly beneath the double-rape. A thousand unbearable jolts of excitement stung her tender cunt, as the spikes quivered and buzzed and ravaged her flesh. And combined with the savagely burning prick slamming in and out of her searing ass, she felt as if her torso were being raped and tom in two.
"Shit, this is good!" Steve gasped, ramming furiously into her tiny asshole now, feeling his rocks beginning to erupt. "Oh, Sylvia, your hot little ass! Woooh! Coming, coming, Jesus, I'M COMING!"
The double pressure of Sylvia's tight lush anal slot and his sister's wild mouth sucking and licking his hard balls triggered the final eruption. Steve came in great boiling torrents, crushing the schoolgirl's ass-cheeks in his powerful hands. For a dozen massive strokes he ground his bushy crotch in a loud slapping echo to her silken ass, plunging his bursting meat to the very hilt, spurting deep and hard in a flood that shot far into her squirming bowels.
A minute later, Steve climbed off, heaving for breath. Still, Carol pumped the vibrator rhythmically in Sylvia's quivering hot cunt, moving her mouth up quickly to take the vacant space left by Steve. She licked at Sylvia's asshole before thrusting her tongue in to search for her brother's boiling come, lapping at the steaming slit with obscene bliss.
With one final orgasm that brought a long scream from the very core of her helpless naked body, Sylvia swung her hips in a mad fucking motion on the monstrous dildo, tugging insanely at her chains to vent her nerve-racking ecstasy.
Then the babbling schoolgirl collapsed completely on the bed, shaking deliriously. Carol slowly eased the vibrator out of her still-sucking pussy and gave a final whirling lick to Sylvia's blazing asshole. The only sounds in the bedroom for the next five minutes were gasping, panting and low animal moans from Sylvia.
Carol was the first to move. She cuddled close to her brother's heavy limp cock and began kissing it, with purring sounds.
"Oh hell, Sis," Steve groaned, "that's enough. I've had it between her crazy mouth and her wild asshole. I'm tired. I haven't got a drop left in me for either of you."
"Love your meat, darling," Carol whispered, holding it to her lips with both hands and kissing it reverently. The dildo was fantastic and shattering, but it still couldn't compete with Steve's beautiful hot cock. There was no substitute for a live pounding prick in a girl's pussy, and the aroused nurse had yet to be fucked by her sexy brother.
"Fuck me dog-style," she begged Steve, hefting his rod eagerly in her soft fingers. "Just once, Stevie. See, it's hardening: Please, darling, I need your loving cock, every gigantic inch-ooooh, see?
It's hard!"
Steve couldn't help himself. She'd stroked and jerked his rod so urgently in her hot fist, it was coming up fast. Christ, it feels like hamburger, thought Steve. But damn, Carol was exciting! With her golden heaving tits and sultry mouth nibbling tenderly on his prick-head, she was so desirable she could jerk most men off by stroking her little finger on their erections.
"Dog-style," the nurse panted, clutching his hardon firmly as she climbed on top of the chained, moaning banker's daughter. Carol lay with her tits digging into Sylvia's satiny back, her wetly writhing cunt above the girl's perspiring ass. Steve knelt between the two women, letting his big sister guide his stiff prick slowly into her waiting pussy-flesh. Immediately, her silken cunt gripped his thick meat passionately, and she began to fuck Steve by undulating her hips and squirming her tight cunt back-and-forth, happy cries coming from her lips.
A moment later, Carol dipped a hand beneath Sylvia's hot belly and found her succulent pussy. Moaning excitedly, the high-school nurse began to sensuously fingerfuck Sylvia while Steve inched more of his huge rod into her sucking cunt. All the while Carol's other hand played with Sylvia's sweating tits, squeezing lewdly and pinching their taut nipples.
The girl was coming awake now, dazed at the sudden dreamy pleasure of Carol's fucking fingers and her swollen tits squirming into her back. First pleasure, then agony, then bliss, then pain, now wanton joy again-she was going to lose her mind!
The blonde's lips were searching for hers, and Sylvia craned her head around. Carol's burning tongue snaked deep into her mouth, and both their tongues whirled and searched lewdly, while the nurse fingerfucked her luscious cunt furiously.
Carol had never been happier. Her gorgeous brother was fucking her with his immense, beautiful hot prick, while she Frenched and masturbated a lovely sixteen-year old!
She cried out, "Fuck me harder, Stevie! Oh Jesus, shoot your hot come in it, drown me in it, brother-ram it to the hilt! Aaaagh, God, I love it! Give me ... unnngh! ... give me ... aaargh!... GIVE ME YOUR JUICE!"
Between the wildly sobbing young girl beneath her madly fucking fingers and her brother slamming his meat in behind her, Carol felt her orgasm begin to erupt. She sank her teeth sharply into Sylvia's tender shoulder, gorging three cramped fingers into the girl's soaked cunt. Beneath her, Sylvia's burning ass jerked up against her belly with frenetic passion, and they both began to moan insanely as they came simultaneously.
"Oh Lord! Love you, Miss Jenner! LOVE YOU! FASTER! FUCK ME FASTER! OOOOH!"
Steve's cock began to spurt in Carol's frenzied cunt, and the three of them groaned loud and lasciviously as they came together. The lust-maddened blonde flexed her searing pussy to squeeze every milky drop from Steve, biting the nape of Sylvia's neck in an orgy of lust, using her long fingers to fuck the girl's wildly squirming cunt with wanton fury.
Groaning beneath his sister's insatiable pussy, Steve finally slipped his limp shaft out, gasping and shaking his head. If he lived to be a thousand, he didn't think he could ever find a wilder, more fantastic piece of ass than his sex-starved sister. She was the lush fulfillment of every erotic fantasy he'd ever had since he was old enough to realize what girls were really for, the sultry, seductive, sex-mad blonde most men dreamed about when they were horniest, the juiciest, most electrifying pussy in creation. Tall, hot-breasted, wide-lipped, long-legged, ripe-assed, Carol was the ultimate fuck. And she never got enough.
Even now she was crooning in Sylvia's ear and still jerking her pink wet cunt toward Steve, craving more.
"Listen," Steve told his sister, "we'd better get her home. It's after eleven. We don't want her family worrying, Sis."
"Don't wanna go home," Sylvia sighed. "Wanna suck and fuck all night, Miss Jenner. I love you. I love you both. Want more, more, more ..."
The high-school nurse sat up and patted Sylvia fondly on her glowing ass. "No, honey. You have to go home. You were wonderful, darling, but we don't want to get in trouble."
"No!" Sylvia twisted her head around to face them, her eyes gleaming. "I don't have to go home at all. I told my parents I was staying over at a girlfriend's house. If they call, she'll cover for me."
Carol looked at Steve, puzzled. "You mean you intended to spend the night here to begin with?"
"No, Miss Jenner. I was going to spend it with my boyfriend in a motel. But not now. He's a jerk compared to you two. I mean, I love you both. Ill do anything you tell me, anything you command. Please let me stay- Please?"
"Hell," Steve said wearily, "I need some sleep, girls. I'm not an electric fucking machine, you know."
"You got more than enough sleep the last two years," Carol reminded him, her hand stroking the sixteen-year old schoolgirl's ass caressingly. "And it just so happens, Stevie, Sylvia and I can have a hell of a lot of fun without you."
Steve shrugged. Tired as he was, he knew he'd get it up again between his lust-inspired sister and the suddenly humble brat. And how many times had he dreamed of spending the night with two beautiful chicks when he was in reform school? Why put it off? Hell, yes!
"Okay by me," he said, grinning.
They unchained Sylvia, and a few minutes later the three of them lay in bed in the darkness, Steve in the middle, his sister on one side and Sylvia on the other. The two cuddled close to him, pressing their hot tits to his shoulders, reaching across his body to lasciviously stroke each other's thighs and pussies.
"I meant what I said about doing all those things for you," Sylvia whispered to Steve. "I'll do whatever you tell me, Steve. Honest. I'll get boys and girls for you both. Ill do anything both of you tell me. I swear it."
The banker's daughter's eye became heavy with exhaustion. She felt marvelously weak and glowing, like a punished slave. Her tender young pussy and anus radiated hot waves of torment and bliss, and she boldly crept her hand over to Steve's huge limp rod, to find Carol already rubbing it. They held hands, both of them stroking Steve... Sylvia his cock, Carol his balls.
With a faint drowsy shock, Sylvia realized she liked to be ordered to do terrible things, loved to be punished for not doing them. All her spoiled life, she'd been told to do nice things, and that's all she ever did-proper, ladylike things. And the worst punishment she ever received from her parents was a ten-dollar cut in her allowance, or had her new sports-car taken away for a night. Silly, cheap things, Sylvia thought happily. This was real living, raw savage whipping and being raped in the mouth and asshole, and eating come, and loving Miss Jenner fervently, and having a crush on her brother's beautiful body and gigantic prick! And feeling weak and utterly helpless as she tugged at her chains while she was being raped and eaten and whipped and humiliated.
"I want to be your slave," Sylvia whispered to Steve and his sister. "I mean, if either of you want me to do anything anytime-in the middle of the night, even-just wake me up. You can beat me if I don't," she added wistfully.
Steve was already asleep. Carol yawned, darted a finger into the schoolgirl's wet hot pussy for a moment to make her gasp, and licked it with lascivious pleasure.
"Go to sleep," the nurse told Sylvia. "You're going to need it, baby."
The blonde positioned herself so she could rest one hand on her brother's thick warm cock and the other on the girl's silken pussy-hairs. Carol began drifting to sleep, blissfully happy, her mouth and thighs throbbing with contentment. For the first time in her life, she would have the breakfast she'd dreamed about-Steve's thrilling meat and Sylvia's hot pink pussy. She wouldn't even brush her teeth afterward, so she could taste them both all day long. She would walk down the school corridors, looking prim and competent, rolling her tongue around her mouth to relish their lingering juices while she studied the promise of other beautiful boys and girls ...
Carol was too tired to hear the warning alarm in the back of her mind. How long did she think she could actually get away with it? Seducing and sucking off and raping sixteen-year-old high school students? Rounding up innocent young girls for her brother's twisted pleasure? Planning and carrying out orgies with mere kids, turning them into helpless willing slaves with her greedy lips and tongue and fingers?
At four in the morning, the voluptuous nurse woke to the sharp hot thrill of Sylvia moaning hungrily at her pussy, licking and kissing it in a frenzy of abandon.
God, what a glorious way to wake up! thought Carol, moving her naked body into a sixty-nine position, eating the frantic girl with joy.
At five, Steve woke up with an enormous erection and fucked Sylvia until she begged for mercy, clawing his muscled ass with her nails.
At five-thirty, still hot after two long years of abstinence, Steve turned to his sister and gave her the most vivid, unforgettable thirty minutes of her life. Carol almost woke the building with her cries.
At seven-thirty, Sylvia woke early with wide-eyed excitement, took a shower, cooked a huge breakfast and served it to her two idols in bed.
At three o'clock that afternoon, the turned-on banker's daughter set the forces in motion that would break all hell loose for the three of them.
Chapter Five
The principal of the town high school was not, like many people, what he seemed to be on the surface. Outwardly, he was handsome clean-cut man of forty, his body trim and lean, his graying hair giving him a distinguished look, and his face open and wholesome.
But inwardly, Jason Walker suffered from a great many urges and conflicts that even his own family didn't suspect. It was well-known that the principal believe in corporal punishment. If a student made a mistake, he or she should be punished. Coddling and sympathy was never the right answer, when you could wield a heavy rod. His own two daughters and son could testify to that fact, and they lived in almost morbid terror or making a mistake.
The tricky part for Walker came when he determined just how much punishment he could mete out to which student. He kept a large heavy paddle in his bottom desk drawer, and few parents ever complained when he decided to use it with self-righteous power on one of their children. If Jason Walker deemed a brief-but brutal-whipping necessary, then there had to be a reason for it. He was known as a very stern but fair man.
However, there were certain students the principal wouldn't dare touch, at any cost. These were the older boys and girls, awkwardly large to put on your lap, although he had them lean over his desk if he thought the paddling was really necessary. And then there were those students whose parents were "liberal"-no one should punish their own children but themselves.
Among the untouchables was Sylvia Merrit, the banker's daughter. Not because she was too large but because her father, as everyone knew, spoiled her to the point of nausea, and no one in his right mind crossed the town banker. Admittedly, the town was ultra-conservative, and most parents didn't object to the principal's old-fashioned methods of education at all. Harsh but honest and fair, they said of Jason Walker.
What the admiring townspeople did not know about the principal would have filled an intriguing novel. He was once, as a young teacher in a private school, fired for spanking the bare buttocks of a fourteen-year-old girl and fingerfucking her with his other hand at the same time. Only the fear of scandal by the girl's family saved him from a jail term, plus the girl's ardent pleas. At least she didn't think he was a pervert, and in fact was madly in love with him from that moment on.
His daughters were fourteen and fifteen respectively, and they would-if they could-testify that he still punished them on their bare asses, at great length, with his naked hand. The punishment wasn't as terrible as it sounded, though. The principal began punishing both beautiful girls with vicious spanks on their luscious bare ass cheeks, slowing down quickly to pat-and-caress-and-squeeze in one motion simultaneously, until he was loving their luscious little asses with his palm and fingers in the most sensuous, cunning way. He never went beyond this stage with his daughters, but once a week he drove up to San Francisco for the night, telling his wife he was in a regular chess tournament in a club.
The principal's trips to San Francisco were undoubtedly the only thing that saved him from losing control in his job. Each Friday night, Jason Walker entered one of three private clubs in that swinging city. He was well-known in each as vicious, generous, and totally unpredictable. The girls who dared to take him on knew that he had a virile, long hotly pounding prick which he could use with thrilling effect, or diabolical torture. He could tease them to the point of feverish surrender or make their dubious lives a virtual hell. You never knew with Jason Walker.
He also had a way of binding and whipping them that brought tears of both anguish and ecstasy to their eyes. He could work them up to the most fantastic orgasm of their lives, and then destroy them in a few heartless minutes by withholding their urgent climaxes and torturing them instead.
The town principal was a bastard. A few people in town sensed this, but most of them thought he was strict, very handsome, and just a little harsh in his treatment of students.
Lately, the principal had a lot of trouble holding himself back. Why was it the violators of minor school regulations always seemed to be fantastically lovely young girls, with sweet budding tits and juicily-curved asses? There were dangerous moments each time he spanked one of those hot succulent asses, and they even seemed to blush and glow through their blue-jeans and skirts.
At three o'clock that afternoon, the school principal was studying a sheaf of economic reports when his secretary buzzed the intercom.
"Yes, Sheila?"
"Sylvia Merrit, Mr. Walker. Her science teacher sent her up to see you."
Oh, Goddamn, thought the principal. An untouchable. The lush, arrogant and beautiful little banker's daughter, who would undoubtedly remind him who her father was.
"Okay," he sighed. "Send her in."
Sylvia entered and closed the door, leaning back against it. There was something peculiar about her, the principal noticed. She seemed downright sexy, her eyes glowing and her ripely-curved young body swaying gently as she leaned against the closed door. He became suddenly alert. This wasn't like Sylvia Merrit at all.
"What is it, Sylvia?"
She sauntered forward and handed him the note. He opened it and read it: --- Dear Mr. Walker: Sylvia has been a severe problem student all day. She has refused to stop talking when exams were going on, and she disrupted lectures with loud profane shouts. When warned she might be sent to the principal, she laughed and made an obscene gesture. Please admonish this student at once.
M. Forbes Science, II --- What about this, Sylvia?" asked the principal. 'He's right. I'm wrong. I was an absolute snot. The only thing to do, Mr. Walker, is punish me. Give me a good spanking," Sylvia said, with rising excitement. "It's true, Mr. Walker. I deserve the worst."
Baffled, Walker leaned back in his chair, trying very hard to look authoritative, but lewd throbs of blood surged in his cock. The prospect of chastising a beautifully curved young ass made his long prick pound. And he noticed that Sylvia Merrit was definitely not herself. Her face was flushed with excitement, she was flaunting her beautifully rounded tits and ass in the sensual way, and she looked as though she might eat him alive.
"I don't think punishing you would solve anything, Sylvia," said the principal. "Suppose I made a report of this to your father?"
"Don't-please!" Sylvia cried. She moved around behind his desk and grasped both his wrists in her hands and began swaying her pussy softly in front of him.
From the moment Sylvia Merrit left the school nurse's apartment, a strange compulsion had haunted her. She wanted her ass to be whipped again, began to intensely lust for the feeling of being humiliated and punished again and again, knowing that in some strange way her excitement, her newly found sexual abandon was linked to it. And all that day, the banker's feverishly turned-on daughter tried to think-who would subject her still-hotly glowing ass to such treatment? Her own father wouldn't dream of it, thinking that taking a week's allowance of one hundred dollars was severe punishment! For a few minutes, Sylvia even fantasized being brutally fucked and whipped by her own boyfriend, a rather dense football player. But she knew he'd never understand. She didn't dare approach the school nurse in her own office, wouldn't do anything that might interfere with her worship of Miss Jenner.
That left the rumors about Jason Walker, the school principal. He was very good-looking, thought Sylvia, and from what she'd heard he loved to punish students on the buttocks. Her delicious fantasies of being whipped and fucked tormented the newly-awakened schoolgirl all that day in class, until, at two o'clock that afternoon Sylvia began acting up. Irresistibly pushed by her vivid memories of the wild night before. Now, at three o'clock, she stood in front of the principal, gripping his hands and making obscene motions with her hips.
"Please don't call my father," Sylvia begged in a whisper, undulating her ass gently. "Look, Mr. Walker, I know a lot of people think I'm a spoiled brat. Maybe I am. I mean. I know when I need punishing, and I know I need it now. Go ahead, Mr. Walker, I deserve it."
A wild excitement gripped the principal. How far could he go with her? Her hot eyes were melting on him, and she was obviously propositioning him. This wasn't the Sylvia Merrit he knew. Even the fact that she was the daughter of the most powerful man in town couldn't keep his prick from stiffening violently in his pants. Common sense told him to throw her out of his office at once. But she was young, so willing, and her ass was so plumply curved. The memory of the girl he'd spanked and finger fucked so many years before flooded his mind. Danger, he told himself, fool! But the fourteen-year-old had been such a lewdly exciting experience he'd come in his pants for almost two minutes while he rubbed and pummeled her hotly beautiful ass.
"Please," Sylvia begged, the fire in her loins and ass intense now. Oh, Miss Jenner, she thought, what you did to me! I love it! "Please?"
Walker swallowed hard and reached for his intercom. "Harriet," he told his secretary, "I don't want to be disturbed for anything for the next thirty minutes."
Sylvia let out a long relieved sigh. The principal tried to put all thoughts of danger and risk out of his mind. He'd made his decision and he might as well enjoy the sexy little mink to the hilt. It was hard enough to resist it when they didn't ask for it. When they begged for it, the way Sylvia Merrit was doing, how could he possibly turn it down?
Walker opened his desk drawer and took out the paddle; it was wooden, short, and thick. "On my lap," he told Sylvia in a hoarse voice.
"Could you spank my bare bottom?" Sylvia pleaded. "I mean, my father always spanks me bare bottom," she lied.
"Then that's what it'll be," Walker said, his cock pounding fiercely in his pants. Sylvia lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down to her knees, and the principal gazed at her dark-fringed young pussy with lust. Then the girl bent over and lay across his lap, her hot cunt already squirming on his thigh. He hesitated, raking over her creamy young ass with hungry eyes, putting one hand beneath both naked cheeks. Hot air wafted up to his hand from her little pink cunt, like a breath of passion.
"Go ahead," Sylvia whispered urgently. "Hurt me, punish me, I need it! Oooooooo!
OOOOOOOOO!"
He began swinging the paddle in short savage strokes, watching the tender white flesh turn pink, then glowing red. She was moaning in pain and squirming her succulent ass up to meet the paddle eagerly, craving more of the stinging strokes, her pussy oozing hot juice onto his thigh. Again, the vivid memories of her orgy the night before whirled in her mind, and Sylvia was growing hotter with each sharp blow.
"Oh ... uuuuuuuuuungh! - - - Yes, yes, hurt me, harder, oh God yes, Miss Jenner... oooooooo! ... HURT ME HARDER!"
The paddle froze in midair. Miss Jenner? She distinctly said Miss Jenner! Since when did the school nurse start punishing students?
"Please don't stop," Sylvia sobbed, wriggling her burning ass frantically on him, "More, please!"
Walker placed the paddle aside and began slapping her naked hot ass-cheeks with his hand, squeezing and cupping the silky young flesh between vicious strokes. His other hand squeezed her dripping pussy-flesh.
"Oooooh, that hurts good!" Sylvia cried. "Fingerfuck me, please, I'm so HOT! Fuck me, beat me, oh YES!"
The principal slid a finger deep into her juicy cunt and Sylvia's body shuddered with lewd excitement. He began stroking his finger in and out of her searing cunt while he spanked her, his load building up rapidly.
"Oh God yes, I love it, fingerfuck me, Miss Jenner! Faster, oooooh-wonderful! Fuck me, hurt me, eat, oh MISS JENNER I LOVE YOU!"
Wild with passion, Sylvia wasn't even aware of her words. But Walker was. Good God, he thought, so that's why Sylvia Merrit was suddenly so hot and lustful. The school nurse was responsible! All this time, he thought angrily as he increased the fury of his spanking to make Sylvia softly scream in anguish, I've been struggling with fantasies about these beautiful young asses and she's been getting them!
Sylvia's fingers groped wildly until she found his coiled throbbing prick in his pants. She urgently unzipped his fly and pulled it out, gasping with lascivious joy as his hot meat leaped in her fingers. Suddenly she was scrambling off his lap and kneeling between his legs, clutching his pulsing rod deep into her boiling mouth. She began to blow him with ravenous, sucking motions, making the principal gasp with pleasure. He began jerking in her mouth, seizing her head in one hand to slam deeper into her moaning mouth.
"Oh you little cocksucker!" Walker grunted as she bobbed her head madly up and down, then from side-to-side to shoot violent thrills through his quivering meat. "Slow down or I'll come!
Easy-Mmmmmmmmmmm! Oh that mouth-Jesus!"
She was a frenzied animal, whipping her mouth back and forth on his long prick with deep lewd groans. The memory of Steve's boiling come exploding in her mouth the night before, the feverishly exciting feel of powerful quivering flesh about to burst in her mouth drove her to jerk his cock in her fist frantically as she sucked and tongued it.
"What . . . ooooof! . . . what a blowjob!" Walker groaned, astonished at her furiously ravenous strokes. Unable to hold it back, the principal's load burst in long violent spurts. Moaning wildly, Sylvia gulped the burning fluid down with greed, crooning happily as the final drops trickled into her tingling mouth.
With a deep sigh, the schoolgirl released his cock. "Oh that was delicious! Make it hard again, please, Mr. Walker-Fuck me with it now!"
The principal stared down at her, shocked. She talked like a slut, not the Sylvia Merrit everyone in town knew. She was purring as she kissed and stroked his limp cock. What in Christ had the school nurse done to her to kindle such lust? Drugs? No matter what else happened, he had to find that out.
Miss Jenner, he thought grimly, you are in for one hell of a surprise tonight.
In less than two minutes, his prick began to rise as the sixteen-year-old hefted and kissed and sucked at it, frantic to get it hard. The spanking had left her cunt soaked and blazing with need. Her hot ass-cheeks tingled agonizingly and she desperately wished the school nurse were here to lick them for her-before she raped her with the spiked vibrator.
"Oh, Lord, fuck me with it now," Sylvia panted, standing up. She lifted her dress, turned around and sat on his lap with her back to him, pressing his gorged prick to her tiny clit-bud to tease herself. Walker slid his hands beneath her dress to cup and stroke her hot young tits, wondering if there were any possible way he could get his own young daughters turned on to such insatiable lust. He pinched her fat nipples and Sylvia moaned with lascivious joy.
A moment later she poised her burning cunt-lips directly over his red cock-head and slid her tight luscious pussy down eagerly, as far as she could plunge.
"Aaaaaaagh! Oh God that's so ... so GOOD!" Sylvia sobbed, squirming her plump ass dreamily on his lap. She sank her nails sharply into his flanks, swaying from side to side to move his hot prick around inside her gorged cunt. "Oh I love to fuck, yes, yessss, oh it feels wild! Oh this is going to be wonderful-I just know it! Love your prick, LOVE IT!"
The schoolgirl began passionately riding up and down on his throbbing meat, to a slow, leisurely rhythm, blissful obscenities streaming from her lips, her mind and naked young body dazed with fierce excitement. The night before with the nurse and her brother became fused with the present moment. It had hurt so terribly and then felt so good, like now when her raw ass was so burning and tender, and her pussy felt so beautifully quivering and full. To her innocent mind it was as though she was never even alive until the beautiful nurse and her thrilling brother switched her on.
"Oooooo, your prick is nice and hot and big!" Sylvia panted, jerking faster on it. "Oh Steve, yes! Oh hurt me with it! Y... Yesssss! Uuuuuuuuuungh! Oh happy meat! Aaaaagh!"
Steve? thought Walker. Who in the hell was Steve suddenly? Jesus, what a hot little piece of ass the banker's daughter turned out to be! Her tight little pussy was like a juicy wriggling glove, clasping and flexing and squirming on his bloated cock like a furious animal. He squeezed her naked tits in his hands, their ripe flesh perspiring with heat, bouncing madly as she swung up and down on his shaft with rising lust.
"Oh Steve ... oh I love your prick, honey ...
Uuuummmmmmm! Oh Lord, Miss Jenner, let me eat your cunt! Want your hot cunt, love you, love both of you! Aaaaaaaaaeee! Coming! COMING! OH LORD I'LL SUCK AND FUCK YOU BOTH ALL NIGHT-PLEASE DON'T STOP!"
Both! Walker realized with a shock. The nurse must have seduced her in a three-way with Steve, whoever he was. Her hot young body was shuddering wildly with her first orgasm now, ripples of wanton bliss shooting out from her cunt, her head thrashing from side to side and her nails ripping at his legs.
"More spikes!" cried Sylvia, locking her ankles around the principal's as she slammed her tingling ass up and down with delight. "Gimme more spikes! Shove it deeper-DEEPER, HARDER, FUCK ME, I CAN'T STAND IT!"
Christ, whatever they'd done to her, they'd turned her into a sex-crazed animal, thought Walker. Her plump ass was swinging deliriously now. What did she mean by spikes?
"Jesus, what a hot little cunt you've got, Sylvia!" panted the principal, gritting his teeth as shattering thrills raced through his meat beneath her boiling pussy. Was this what his daughters would be like turned on? She was all silken hot ass and pussy and tits, a sobbing, clawing nympho that was coming again and again, her steaming pussy-juice seeping onto his pants in searing gushes.
"Up-oooooo!-up my ass! Stick your finger! QUICK!" cried Sylvia, shuddering from head to toe as a violent orgasm shot through her loins. "Two fingers!" she begged. "Hurt me! Aaaaaaaarh! FUCK MY ASS TOO!"
He barely managed to shove two lingers in her narrow boiling asshole, and the frenzy of her madly sucking cunt was beginning to draw out his come. A moment later his cock exploded and the schoolgirl screamed softly as his fluid spattered her pulsing pussy, tickling her lust-maddened walls.
It took almost ten minutes for Sylvia's passion to subside. She kept twitching and hugging his cock in her hot cunt, squeezing his balls in her fingers.
"More," she begged. "Oh, I love it. More, fuck me again!"
An authentic nymphomaniac if he'd ever seen one, Walker realized. The arrogant little bitch was nothing more than an insatiable tramp, but how had they done it? The nurse-it had to be her, the tall seductive blonde. Tonight was going to be a very interesting night, the principal thought.
"You'd better pull yourself together," he told Sylvia. "You realize, of course, that there will be a living hell for both of us if anyone finds out about this, Sylvia."
Don't sweat it," Sylvia sighed. "You sure you can't go just once more? God, I'm horny!"
"I can, but I won't," he said dryly. "Now you'd better get moving, or my secretary will get suspicious.
Reluctantly, Sylvia climbed off his lap and pulled on her panties, while Walker stuffed his dripping cock back into his pants.
Sylvia stood before him, hungry-eyed. "Something tells me, Mr. Walker, that I'm going to need a lot of punishing from now on. Every day, I think. You might use a whip, too," she added softly, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Bad girls have to be punished severely, right, Mr. Walker?"
A whip! They'd probably bound her too, meted out just the right amount of agonizing punishment along with plenty of orgasms. He knew the technique: It worked on some, but failed on others. In Sylvia Merrit's case, it had worked like a magic charm. And why not? The spoiled little bitch had been waiting all her life for someone to humble and punish her after being pampered so much.
"Not every day," the principal warned. "Too risky. You must realize how dangerous this is, Sylvia."
She grinned, walking to the door. "Well," she quipped, "that's about half the fun, wouldn't you say, Mr. Walker? See you tomorrow. And don't forget the whip."
The door closed behind her, and Walker let out a long shaking sigh. Foolish, yes, but fantastically satisfying, too. How many times had he secretly come in his pants when spanking his own daughters' naked asses? And this girl could devour a prick with such skill and eagerness his balls tingled wildly just remembering. What would she have to gain by telling it to anyone?
Uneasy, he put the paddle back in his drawer. Sixteen-year-old girls were a very impetuous lot, he well knew. Who knows what might happen-an idle boast to another girl, a gossip session with other students, a moment of overwhelming shame or guilt with the need to confess to someone . . . The principal shuddered. Sylvia would hardly succumb to shame or guilt, but boasting was another matter.
One thing was certain: If, for any reason, he was dragged down by Sylvia, he damn well would not go alone. He picked up his phone and dialed the nurse's office.
"Miss Jenner here."
"This is Jason Walker, Miss Jenner. A matter of critical importance has come up, about you."
There was a long pause on the line and he could feel her nervousness like an electric current.
"What.. . what kind of matter?" she finally asked.
"I can't discuss it on the phone. Or, for that matter, at school. Suppose I come over to your apartment tonight? Say around eight. And, Miss Jenner-be alone."
He hung up before she could reply.
* * *
In her office, Carol lit a cigarette with shaking fingers. He couldn't know, she told herself over and over, he simply couldn't. Not about Steve, not about Sylvia. It must be a school matter, maybe the way she'd examined or treated a student. But she'd always been very careful that way.
Except with Sylvia. All she'd done was seduce the town banker's sixteen-year-old daughter, eat her tender pussy, masturbate her, tie her down, have her brother rape her in the mouth while she raped her with a spiked dildo, watch her brother mercilessly whip her, induce the girl to eat her, and a few other minor items, she told herself sarcastically. Nothing serious, of course.
She reached for the phone and realized Sylvia was out of class now, probably on her way home. But Sylvia would never talk; she had the girl on her hands and knees, worshiping her. And even if she did spill something, why to the principal instead of her parents?
None of it made sense, but this didn't calm the nurse's nerves in the slightest. Just for a moment the voluptuous blonde assumed the worst: Suppose, somehow, Jason Walker knew about Sylvia. The worst he could do was call the police, in view of Sylvia's tender age. And if he were going to do that, why would he warn her in advance? If he were going to call the law he would have done it already and she'd be in jail, horrible as the thought was. So if he knew, he was going to possibly threaten her with exposure, and she could leave town with Steve on a moment's notice if she really had to, or he would call her vicious names or give her a moralistic lecture.
But still Carol was very uneasy. She knew the principal had a cruel thing about punishment, had heard the rumors about his paddling and spanking students for the most minor infractions. So what did he think he was going to do to her, spank her?
The idea made the beautiful nurse laugh out loud.
If Carol knew the torture and sexual humiliation in store for her just a few hours away, she wouldn't have laughed-she would have run for her life.
Chapter Six
To add to her nervousness, by eight o'clock that night Carol had still been unable to get hold of Sylvia to find out if she'd talked. The girl hadn't come home from school, but phoned her parents to tell them she was spending the night with her girlfriend again. Meaning, of course, that the girl was going on a sex-spree, trying to appease her newly-discovered lust. She'd sent Steve to a movie, without telling him about the principal.
Now, at five past eight, the shapely nurse^ was nervously pacing her living room floor, smoking in rapid puffs. She wore the most sexless dress she could find, but it still did nothing to hide her huge, lush tits and curvaceous ass and long silken legs. With her skin and eyes glowing from her wild fulfilling night before, the tall blonde looked ravishing and ripe for anything.
Jason Walker arrived at ten past eight, looking cold and grim. He accepted Carol's polite offer of a drink, and sat on the sofa, calmly sipping his martini in silence while Carol squirmed impatiently.
"This crucial matter I wanted to talk to you about," he finally said, running his eyes over her luscious curves in a way that made her shiver. "I'm into collecting spikes, Miss Jenner. You know about spikes?"
Oh my God, thought Carol, he knows. "I don't know what you're talking about," she said, flushing. "Honestly."
"Who's Steve?" he asked suddenly.
"He's my brother," Carol said without thinking. "My seventeen-year-old brother."
He sipped his drink and then leaned toward her, his soft voice sending chills up her spine.
"I know about Sylvia. I know all about it, every sordid detail, Miss Jenner."
Carol tried to stifle her panic. "I... I honestly don't know what you mean, Mr. Walker. Sylvia who?"
"Get off it," he said with contempt. "You beat her. You masturbated her. You raped her. You performed a great many perverted acts on that girl-and she's only sixteen years old! Your brother helped you. Do you realize what I could do to the two of you? Do you know how many years in prison you could get for what you did?"
Carol's face turned chalk-white and she trembled with fear. It was useless to deny it any more-he knew, the bastard!
The blonde felt tears sting her eyes. She couldn't send Steve back to reform school, not after what he'd been through. Give him anything, but keep him quiet, she thought desperately.
"Listen," she whispered, her luminous green eyes pleading with his cold ones, "I ... I don't know what got into me, Mr. Walker. I... I just couldn't resist Sylvia. She's so ... so young and beautiful, and I was ... crazy, I guess. I'll never do anything like it again, I swear it. Just let Steve and I leave town quietly, I beg you! I'll do anything, give you anything, money. I have three thousand dollars saved up, and you can have it all."
The principal felt a sense of thrilling power. He had her by her magnificently ripe tits, and there nothing she could do about it-nothing. She, the sexy blonde high-school nurse, was as helpless at this moment as one of his chained prostitutes in San Francisco. But she was much more beautiful, much more luscious and willing right now, and this was going to be free-for as long as he wanted it.
"I don't want your money," he said coldly. "Tell me in exact detail what you did to her, from the very first moment. If you he, I'll know it. Tell me how you changed her so radically. Don't leave out a single detail, I warn you."
In a soft shaking voice, Carol told him everything: How she'd felt Sylvia up under the pretense of a medical examination, how she'd devoured her pussy with such loving thoroughness, the whipping and the spiked vibrator-rape, how she and Steve had kindled her voracious lust by cunning degrees.
"So you and your brother corrupted an innocent young girl," Walker said ominously. "You put her through every imaginable depravity. This town would burn you at the stake if they knew. You realize that, don't you?"
Carol nodded humbly. "Anything," she pleaded. "I'll give you anything."
Walker finished his martini, letting the suspense build. If his own daughters were lucky enough to grow up to look like the lushly-curved nurse, he wouldn't be able to resist raping them. "Let me see what you used on her," he said finally. "All of it."
Carol brought him the whip and the spiked dildo. "The chains are still attached to the bed."
The principal held up the monstrous vibrator. "You used this in her vagina?"
"Yes," Carol whispered with shame. "I'm so sorry. If I swear to leave town in twenty-four hours, will you please let me go?"
"You're not going anywhere," Walker said. He switched on the dildo and stared hungrily at Carol's thighs. She understood, and suddenly felt faint. What kind of man was the principal anyway? It was obvious to the nurse by now that he was going to blackmail her sexually, but that was a relief compared to what could happen if he called in the police. He would just have sex with her and leave, that's all, she told herself. If she weren't so terrified she could even enjoy fucking him. He was quite good-looking, with an athletic body.
He switched off the vibrator. "You will now do exactly as I tell you," he said in a crisp voice, his eyes burning into hers. "Do not hesitate when I give a command. If you do, I'll reach for the telephone and you know who I'll call. Her father would get you a life-sentence for what you've done, you know. Your little brother wouldn't be very happy, either. Obey every command, quietly and quickly. Strip." Carol's fingers shook as she humbly undressed, hearing him suck in his breath as she took off her bra to reveal her lush, high-standing tits. She took off her panties, and stood before him trembling, nakedly helpless.
Christ, what a body! thought Walker. No wonder Sylvia was so wild and frantic. 'Turn around," he ordered harshly, and the tanned blonde turned around, feeling his eyes smolder intensely on her big satiny ass-cheeks. She heard him stand up, and then rustling sounds as he began undressing.
"So you like to suck and tease and fuck little girls," he said in his cutting voice. "Punish them, make them suffer, give them unbearable orgasms, and then addict them to you. Beat them, eat them, rape them, corrupt them beyond belief." The ironic thought occurred to the school principal that although she didn't know it, he liked almost exactly the same twists. "Which do you prefer, Miss Jenner-sucking pussies or cocks?"
So Jason Walker wasn't as square as he looked! thought Carol. The harsh words came easily to him. There was a cruel streak in his voice that made her apprehensive. How far would he go?
"I... I don't know," Carol whispered, her back still to him. She felt like a humiliated slave, waiting for his next whim. Suddenly she felt a soft caress down her back and over her naked ass, and she realized with a violent shiver that he was caressing her with the whip. "I like them both, I think. Equally. Aaaaagh! Oh ... Oh God, please!"
The thongs had lashed across her bare ass. She didn't dare turn around. Her ripe tits heaved desperately as she fought to catch her breath. Poor Sylvia! So this was what it felt like!
"Wrong answer, Miss Jenner. You like blowing men better, don't you? You're a born cocksucker, are you not?"
"Yes, yes, yes," Carol moaned, waiting for the next stinging blow. God, he was a bastard! She twitched her plump ass, braced for more white-hot punishment.
"Turn around and get on your knees," Walker told her, his thick cock surging with lust. Quickly, she obeyed, her eyes widening on his long red meat. "Put your hands behind your back," he ordered, and Carol obeyed at once. She shuddered as he dangled the whip over her soft naked back.
"Lick my cock. Slowly, lovingly ... Aaaaah, that's it. Now kiss my balls. Mmmmm, excellent, that is one hot mouth, Miss Jenner. I can see why Sylvia is madly in love with you. Your tongue is better than a whore's. Now I'll tell you what we'll do: We're going to play a little game of mental alertness and physical co-ordination. Listen very, very carefully because I won't repeat myself. Ready?"
Carol nodded fearfully, her tits panting with fear. Walker played this game with his victims in San Francisco and they'd learned to dread it. It was so nerve-racking that one girl used a variation of it with other beautiful girls to torture them in turn.
"When I say suck, you suck my cock-like you've never sucked anything before in your life. When I say lick, you lick the head with your tongue only, as fast as you can. When I say twirl, you whirl your tongue around the knob of my dick and, my dear, you had better be fast about it. When I say balls, you suck on my balls. When I say tongue, you ram your juicy wet tongue up my asshole, and I'll allow you an extra two seconds to find it, but no more than that. When I say bite, you nibble gently on my dick, sucking at the same time. When I say side, you wriggle your head from side to side on my prick. When I say up, you whip it up and down. When I say blow, you blow air on my cock to cool it off. You have exactly three seconds to complete each movement. If you fail in time, or show indifference-" The whip twitched slightly and Carol moaned in fear. "Got it?"
Frantically afraid to say no, Carol nodded, holding her breath. She'd concentrated feverishly but she wasn't sure she could remember it all.
"Ready, get set- Go! Suck!"
Hungrily, the kneeling blonde began to suck on his hotly throbbing rod of flesh, sliding her lips back and forth steadily, trying to imagine what might come next. Every one of her nerves jangled with suspense. "Balls!"
That was easy. Carol feverishly dipped her head under his curved meat and began sucking on his balls, twirling her tongue for a bonus. If she pleased him enough he might forget the whip teasing her naked back. And in spite of that painful threat she was actually beginning to enjoy the game, beginning to feel tremendously excited over the challenge of giving him a programmed blowjob. All she had to do was remember a set of simple instructions and- "Tongue!"
Without thinking, Carol jerked back her head and began vibrating her wet tongue frantically against the tiny slit in his crimson knob, feeling it quiver in lustful response. The blazing sudden pain on her back almost knocked the breath out of her.
"Tongue, dammit- Tongue!"
Oh Lord, tongue! Carol thought furiously, her sweating tits panting in anxiety. With two seconds to spare she remembered: She nudged her nose to his balls and rammed her tongue up his asshole as far as it would go, writhing and snaking it hysterically. The unexpected lash was what made it so hard-her memory slipped each time he whipped her and she couldn't remember.
"Up!"
Immediately the whimpering blonde slipped her tongue out of his anus and seized four inches of his throbbing prick in her mouth, squirming her head up and down to make him groan with excitement. And now the moaning nurse discovered something incredible! She was never more vividly aware of sex in her life, never more wildly excited at the feel of powerful hot cock in her eager mouth. Each moment meant survival against the terrifying whip and every one of her senses were super-alert, on fire with tension and lust. "Blow!"
She paused, baffled for a moment. Blow meant suck, didn't it? She could feel the whip raised threateningly above her back and she sobbed. At the very last instant she remembered: She blew air lasciviously on his crimson dick-head.
"Bite!"
Easy: She sucked lovingly on his pumping rod, pressing her teeth very gently into his meat as she rammed his cock to her throat. This was a marvelous game, she thought excitedly, a game she could play with Sylvia, using nibble, lick, suck, kiss, blow, tongue, up, side- "Eat!"
Carol froze in panic. Eat? She shut her eyes tightly, struggling with all her might to remember. The whip came down and she screamed softly as the pain blazed across her tender back. "Balls!"
For a whole blissful minute, he allowed her to suck lewdly on his hairy balls while she recovered. Eat? She couldn't remember to save her life. The smell of his pungent dick pressed up against her face as she humbly lapped at his testicles made her feel infinitely weak and helpless. She had to remember "Eat" or the terrible whip would come down again. If only he'd come in her mouth! But he was extracting every last drop of pleasure from his game, having her shift to a different thrill every few seconds. Please come! she prayed, trying desperately to suck out his load with fiery lips and tongue, wishing she could use her hands -to jerk him off simultaneously. They stayed clasped behind her back, as he'd ordered.
"Eat!"
"Oh God," Carol sobbed, frantically trying to remember. Her entire body shook helplessly as it waited for the vicious reminder. Ten seconds passed, then twenty. She dared to open her tear-stained eyes to look pleadingly up at him. He was grinning down at her with a mocking twist to his lips.
"You did very well, Miss Jenner. You'd love me coming right now to end your torment, right? No, no, this is only the beginning. The reason you can't remember the signal for Eat is simple-there was no eat. It's a false alarm. That's to prove to you we'll play by my rules, you beautiful cocksucker. Now get on the bed on your back."
Carol strangled the hot retort on her lips. She had nothing to say, absolutely nothing, no matter what humiliation and torture he inflicted on her. He had her and he knew it. Trembling with fear and wanton excitement, wondering what strange punishment or thrill came next, the perspiring blonde lay on her back with her wrists and ankles outstretched. The principal manacled her, then stood over her, trailing the whip-thongs gently over her golden nest of cunt-hairs.
"Not there," she begged, "please don't! Fuck me any way you like-in the mouth, in my ass, in my pussy-but don't whip me any more, please?"
Christ, she's sexy! thought Walker. All the helpless naked young flesh he'd ever known couldn't approach this hot-breasted, lush-hipped blonde beauty. She was the ideal solution to all his problems. No more expensive victims in San Francisco, no more frustrating fantasies, just the perfect sex-slave, completely willing and helpless, with a wild hot mouth and juicy cunt, and a luscious ass that begged to be punished. Between her and sixteen-year old Sylvia all his sex problems would be solved. He would be in pussy-paradise, hot-assed heaven, with an endless chain of fun and games. Could the beautiful nurse turn his own daughters on?
Her pink wet cunt shone deliriously between her sleek thighs, and Walker decided it was time to tease and arouse her before he punished her again. He lay on top of her naked helpless body and began sucking on her tits, feeling them heat up and swell in his mouth. He pressed his giant cock-head sensuously against her hotly drenched cunt-lips. Quickly, Carol began moaning with pleasure.
"Oh Thank you," she whispered, "mmmmm! Oh, that's marvelous! Yes, thank you, please eat me, please! Eat my cunt! You're getting me terribly hot, aaaah ..."
Her lush tits were throbbing beneath his mouth and Carol was grinding her dripping pussy up in a plea. It felt twice-no, ten times-as good after the brutal punishment. She was just beginning to realize how thoroughly Sylvia had been turned on. With her wrists and ankles securely chained, the naked blonde's feeling of weak helplessness added fire to her excitement. He was going to eat her pussy, Carol realized with a thrill as his mouth slid down over her gently rounded belly. His harsh tongue suddenly darted deep into her throbbing cunt and the nurse hissed, raising her body in an arc. His hands seized her hot ass-cheeks firmly to hold her in place, and then he began to devour her pussy in slow, greedy laps of his tongue, bringing happy moans from her throat.
Even the way he sucked and licked the helpless blonde's cunt was a form of torture-very slow tantalizing strokes of his tongue, each calculated to keep her orgasm elusively away. He was deliberately building up her lust by diabolical degrees, flicking his tongue-tip teasingly against her swollen pink clit to make her drenched pussy suck eagerly back at him.
"Oh please go faster! Please-I'm so hot- Ooooh, I want to come! Please, Mr. Walker, you're torturing me!"
To Carol's relief he suddenly began to suck her off faster, kneading the flesh of her big ass-cheeks in his hands. She could feel her climax beginning to boil up in her loins now, and she desperately wished her hands and legs were free so she could crush his mouth fiercely to her aching cunt and lock her burning thighs around his face.
Walker sat up, grinning. Her eyes were glazed with unendurable excitement and her soaked cunt squirmed madly up at him. The sexy nurse sobbed loudly, every inch of her silken hot flesh on fire with wanton urgency.
Walker picked up the whip in one hand and the spiked vibrator in the other. "Which will it be?" he asked her. "This or this or-" he gestured down to his pounding thick cock, "this? And where will it be-in your sweet hot pussy or your tender asshole?"
"I don't care," Carol moaned, "just fuck me! I'm so worked up I could scream. FUCK ME!"
What happened next was so swift and shattering, the chained blonde's naked body rose high off the bed and quivered insanely while a long scream tore from her lips. In one quick motion, Walker lashed her soft belly with the whip and in the next he'd plunged the humming dildo savagely into her helpless pussy. Even as Carol fought to catch her breath he twisted the spiked monster so that new bolts of pain shuddered through her gorged cunt. With a final thrust, he rammed the vibrator as far as it would go into her ravaged slit and left it there.
Now the gasping blonde struggled desperately to work the gigantic vibrator out of her cunt, her manacled wrists helpless to aid her. She squirmed and wriggled and thrashed her tormented pussy in a fury but the spikes held firm. And with each slight move of her impaled slit, the pain rose to a new breathtaking intensity as the spikes tingled her pussy-flesh. It was one thing to leisurely watch sixteen-year-old Sylvia cry and struggle against the massive rape, but to experience it herself almost unhinged her mind.
Satisfied she couldn't get it out, Walker straddled her belly, facing her. He edged forward so that his bristling meat was in the valley of the wildly panting tits, out of reach of her frenzied mouth. Clutching a ripe hot breast in each hand, he squeezed them together and began fucking her in her luscious tits. The silky sweating flesh heaved and squirmed on his pulsing rod, sending dreamy sensations through his cock.
With tears blinding her eyes, the moaning nurse felt her shock begin to numb a little. The feverish pain in her skewered pussy wasn't quite so breathtaking now, and small ripples of pleasure began to throb in her cunt as she worked it on the spiked monster. Through a haze, she saw the principal above her, stroking his cock into her swollen moist tits as he squeezed and hugged their hot flesh to his shaft. Compared to the vibrating giant ramming her pussy, she could barely feel it.
But now the naked sobbing blonde discovered the pain was fading rapidly as her burning cunt began to thrill intensely to the spiked invader. The spikes- My God! The rounded, furiously quivering nodes were sparking violent, lustful sensations that tingled maddeningly along every nerve in her pussy, tickling and teasing deliriously.
"Going-uuuug!-crazy!" she panted, shaking her head wildly. "Too hot! Oh Jesus, take it out! It's too much-TOO MUCH! Can't... eeee! ... STAND IT!" It wasn't the pain that was unbearable now-it was the ecstasy. Now at last she knew how Sylvia was hooked, felt the quivering cock-thing inside her relentlessly drive her to hysterical lust. Her trembling ass gyrated frantically as she began coming, her blazing cunt on fire with insatiable passion. Moaning incoherently, she craned her neck up to try and reach Walker's crimson meat just inches away but he drew back slightly, keeping his prick just out of reach, tormenting her even more.
"Can't ... ooooh! ... can't stop coming! CANT STOP COMING! Pull it out-aaaagh! It's ... it's FUCKING ME TO DEATH!"
Again and again the hysterical blonde came, each orgasm more shattering than the last, twisting and thrashing her boiling cunt in a fury on the spikes. She wrenched with all her might at her chain,-heaved up and down on the mattress in a mad dance of lewd joy, trying fiercely to work the monstrous dildo out, but still the humming spikes held firm. And still, the nurse kept coming.
"Jesus, these hot tits!" groaned Walker above her, feeling his load beginning to erupt. He stroked rapidly into their silky flesh, rubbing and grinding the big tits to his rod faster. With a low deep groan the principal began spurting onto Carol's heaving mounds, a burning white flood that smeared and stung the blonde's panting tits for a full minute.
In a frenzy Carol craned her head forward and began licking up the sticky come with groans of wanton hunger, rolling it around her tongue with obscene bliss. And still her naked helpless body shuddered as another mind-reeling climax began boiling over.
Walker crouched between her legs and put his fingers on the dildo. "Had enough?" he asked Carol.
Instead of pulling it out, Walker rammed it in deeper and turned it, firing new nerve-shattering thrills.
"The whip!" Carol sobbed. "Give me the whip! Beat me, hurt me-BUT MAKE IT STOP FUCKING ME!"
Interesting, thought the principal, that pleasure can be so intense it's more painful than pain. IN the lust-crazed nurse's state of shock, she couldn't tell the difference any more. He could remove the dildo, begin whipping her and she'd start coming all over again.
He slowly extracted the spiked giant, inch by inch. With each inch, Carol let out a scream of unbearable joy. When it was completely out, her naked ripe flesh continued to heave with spasms, her ass still swinging furiously.
He sat beside her on the bed, leisurely trailing the leather whip-thongs over her naked quivering tits and belly. The nurse's eyes blazed on his.
"Beat me," she whispered. "Whip me, fuck me in the ass, anything-anything but the spikes again!"
"You'll go back to that the minute I leave here and you know it," he said mockingly. "The moment I'm out the door you'll be crawling back in bed with that dildo and you know it. You'll only wish I was here to punish you, along with it. You love being disciplined, don't you?"
"Yes," Carol said eagerly. "I love it. I love the game too. Can we play it again soon? But with no cheating this time?"
He grinned triumphantly down at the beautiful nurse. She was hooked, as thoroughly as she'd hooked Sylvia, with the same basic technique. Walker glanced at his watch, frowning. Dammit, he didn't have time for any more games now. His prim unsuspecting wife would be worried about him. Going home to her after the passionately wild nurse was like ordering a hot dog after a nine-course meal. He twitched the whip gently over Carol's golden cunt-hairs and she shook from head to toe, excited, braced. He realized with disgust he didn't even have time for a quick normal session. Nor did he have time to discuss the plan that had been brewing in the back of his mind with the blonde. There was no doubt in his mind she could turn on his fifteen-year old daughter. Julie, using exactly the same technique she'd used with Sylvia. It would be far safer than himself attempting it. And once her fire was kindled ...
With a sigh, Walker got up and began dressing.
"What about me?" Carol said urgently. "Aren't you going to unchain me?"
The principal grinned down at her as he knotted his tie. "I might just leave you with that dildo rammed up your pussy again. Your brother probably won't be home for at least another hour."
"No!" Terror shook Carol's voice. "I could go insane that way and you know it! If I can't get it out... Oh Christ, you wouldn't!"
"You know I would," he said softly, slipping on his jacket. "From now on, Miss Jenner, your time is my time. Whenever and wherever I want you. At school, here or anywhere else. Is that clear?"
"Yes," she whispered humbly. She tugged at her chains, fear making her skin crawl. "Listen, Mr. Walker, I can get girls for you-lots of them. I'll turn them on and then turn them over to you. They'll do anything I tell them. Just let me go-please?"
"Keep one thing in mind," he said in a cold voice. "Sylvia. You're not off the hook yet. You'll have to earn your way out. You'll hear, from me again tomorrow."
He picked up the spiked dildo thoughtfully and stared at the blonde's trembling pink pussy. For an agonizing moment, Carol thought she would faint. The bastard! she thought with tears in her eyes as the principal tossed the vibrator aside and freed her. He can't do anything without tormenting me!
He left without another word.
For a minute the nurse sobbed, rubbing her aching wrists and ankles on the bed. Christ, what a nightmare! she thought. Every nerve in her body was shaking and hot throbs of pain-pleasure still rippled in her loins. But at least she wasn't exposed, wasn't in jail, and she ought to be grateful for that. She and Steve were safe for now. Idly, Carol fingered the dried come lingering on her breasts. Who'd ever suspect the clean-cut self-righteous school principal was a sex maniac? The cruel bastard must have somehow extracted the story from Sylvia-the girl would never tell him willingly. Tomorrow she'd send for Sylvia in her office and find out what happened, not that it made any difference now.
The nurse slowly got off the bed, hissing with pain from where the whip still burned on her naked flesh. There were no marks, just a tender redness. He'd had a lot of experience wielding whips, the bastard. He was cruel, vicious, twisted, without mercy. He was also, Carol realized with a shock, exciting as hell to her. Diabolical games and maddening teasing-and the wildest orgasms imaginable.
Carol headed for the shower, realizing she'd picked up the spiked dildo on the way. To clean it off, of course; it had her fragrant sticky pussy-juice all over it. She examined it with a new respect and fear. Poor Sylvia. Hell, she thought, poor Carol! His insults still rang in her ears: She'd crawl in bed with the dildo the moment he left! Not on my life, the nurse thought, shivering.
In the bathroom, Carol examined her naked flesh in the full-length mirror with concern. Tender and glowing, but nothing that wouldn't disappear by tomorrow. With a shock, the blonde realized she looked sexier, lovelier than ever, the result of her wild lust-fulfillment. Her huge eyes gleamed, her sultry lips had a lewd cast, her ripely curved tits were fuller than ever and her sleek tawny thighs looked lush and inviting. No wonder Sylvia had been so easy .. .
Unable to resist the Image of her own beautifully wanton curves, Carol breathlessly brought the head of the dildo closer to her pulsing slit, watching the reflection in the mirror with fascination as she turned the spiked monster on.
Slowly, lasciviously, panting at her own lovely image, the feverishly aroused nurse slipped the humming knob of the vibrator inside her hot cunt-lips. Oh yes!
Spreading her long legs, Carol began to ravish her eagerly sucking cunt with sensuous grinds of her hips, inching it in with loud moans, shuddering with obscene delight as the spikes began their thrilling assault, deeper and faster.
After the long violent sessions of the last few nights, Carol knew deep down she'd never get enough. She was growing more immune, more jaded by the minute, as though each hot fucking session created a ravenous new hunger for more.
And if boys and girls and men and whips, and even the immense thrilling dildo she was lunging in and out of her madly throbbing pussy now couldn't satisfy her for more than a few minutes, what could?
The wildly coming nurse didn't even dare think about that.
Chapter Seven
At seven o'clock that same evening, while Carol Jenner was frantically trying to locate Sylvia by telephone, the schoolgirl was directly across the street from her apartment building. Sylvia stood in a doorway, looking at her watch from time to time as though waiting for a date to pick her up. But she was only waiting for Steve or Carol to come out.
She was madly, totally in love with Miss Jenner, and not having the courage to call her or ring her doorbell, Sylvia dared only to wait for her with childish infatuation. She loved Steve too, she decided, but it wasn't really the same as it was with the school nurse.
What Sylvia feared most was that the pair didn't take her seriously, and now that they'd given her the most fantastic experience of her life, they would toss her lightly aside. The mere idea brought tears to Sylvia's eyes. Maybe they hadn't believed her when she vowed she would do anything in the world for them, get all the boys and girls they wanted, perform any act with them, be their willing slave. All Sylvia wanted was to humbly serve them with her young body, to prove her complete love. The sixteen-year old had never been in love before and her turbulent emotions-and wildly turned-on body-confused and frightened her. Every time she thought of the beautiful, long-legged nurse her heart turned over and her hot young pussy began to ooze longingly. And whenever she thought of Steve, she wanted to fingerfuck herself and pretend it was his massive prick.
A few minutes after seven Steve came out of the apartment building alone. When he was halfway down the block, Sylvia hurried to follow him, wondering how she could make it look like an accidental meeting. Maybe he'd invite her up to the apartment, and there would be another incredible night like last night. The thought made her dizzy with excitement. When Steve suddenly got into a car, Sylvia ran hurriedly after him.
Steve, wait!" she cried into the window as he started the car. He reached over and opened the door and Sylvia slid in beside him. "Gee, what a coincidence," she said hollowly, and Steve grinned.
He explained to her he was going to a movie, and Sylvia pleaded with him to take her. Steve shut the engine off, lit a cigarette and stared at her soft white thighs thoughtfully. She'd been quite wild actually, but what he craved now was fresh pussy, something new.
"Remember what you promised last night about getting chicks for me?" he asked.
Sylvia nodded fervently. "I meant it, Steve, honest. Tonight if you want."
"Who?" Steve asked.
Sylvia thought furiously, and suddenly an inspiration flashed in her mind, one that made her laugh. Perfect!
"I've got just the chick for you, Steve. Fifteen, really cute and simple. Innocent but not dumb, you know? She's sort of got a crush on me, I mean, she really thinks I'm cool because I move in the best social set. She's an angel. God, it turns me on to think about balling her! Her name is Julie-Julie Walker."
The name meant nothing to Steve, but it was a delicious irony for Sylvia, who always considered the principal's daughter dumb and silly. But from her new sex-hungry point of view, Julie was the perfect choice, so plump and cute and sweet-lipped, she couldn't wait to turn her on and then turn her over to Carol. And would the principal burn if he knew? The idea made the girl giddy with excitement.
Sylvia found a public phone nearby and called Julie, who was surprised and thrilled at hearing from the banker's daughter. In the tight little social circles at high school, Sylvia was the undisputed queen while Julie vainly craved entrance to her set. Five minutes later, Sylvia hung up the phone, grinning.
Back in the car, she said to Steve, "Got her. The cute little bunny thinks this is her Big Chance to break into my social circle. That's the big deal for these middle-class types, you know."
"You've still got a little snobby bitch in you, baby," Steve said warningly. "I guess your ass didn't get tanned enough last night."
"You can tan it some more, Steve," Sylvia whispered hotly, squirming at the thought. "You can always whip me and fuck me some more."
He ignored the invitation. "What did you tell her?"
"I told her this very good-looking boy who was my cousin from out-of-town spotted her in school and was dying to meet her. That's all it took. Now she figures she's in, one of my crowd. We pick her up in thirty minutes at the malt shop. I'll show you where it is."
"Does she ball?" Steve asked.
Sylvia threw her head back and laughed hilariously. "Are you kidding? She's the precious little virgin. She doesn't even pet, for Christ's sake. She's all sweet and dainty and clean-oooooh, yummy!"
"Whatever you do, don't fingerfuck her," Steve warned. "I want that cherry intact for me. Does she smoke grass?"
"Julie the Angel smoke grass? Never!"
"She will tonight," Steve said, feeling in his pocket for the dope he'd scored that day. Between the marijuana, Sylvia's fabulous mouth and his own huge cock, fifteen-year old Julie was in for an unforgettable night.
Just as Julie's father was entering Carol's apartment, Sylvia was bringing Julie out of the malt shop. She climbed in the car between Steve and Sylvia, smiling shyly at him, her cheeks dimpled.
Kee-rist! thought Steve, feeling his prick leap. Cute wasn't the word-juicy, luscious, yummy, Grade A Choice, Pussy Galore! Julie Walker's shimmering chestnut hair reached to her waist, framing a radiantly sweet and innocent face. Her plump tits curved succulently at her T-shirt, and even though she wore jeans, Steve could tell she had a fantastic ass and legs.
They chattered idly as Steve drove, supposedly on the way to a party given by Sylvia's friends. Following Sylvia's direction, they headed out of town and ended up on a secluded dirt road, far from any lights or houses. Steve stopped the car and pulled over.
"Where's the party?" Julie asked, baffled. As long as Sylvia Merrit was along, she felt perfectly safe. No shade of suspicion crossed her innocent mind.
"Here, to begin with," Steve said, taking out a marijuana joint and lighting it. He inhaled deeply and offered it to Julie, who shook her head firmly.
"Oh don't be a goddamned square," Sylvia said with scorn, taking the joint and inhaling it herself. She held it in front of Julie. "Listen, honey, in my set everyone smokes grass. We don't allow puritans in my circle, Julie. Go on, honey, just one drag. Be a sport."
Julie squirmed nervously, hesitating, torn between fear and the strong desire to be accepted by Sylvia Merrit and her handsome cousin. The pressure from both of them was too much, and Julie puffed on it delicately, then coughed violently. Explaining to her she'd coughed because she hadn't inhaled enough, Sylvia persuaded her to take two more deep inhalations.
"Oh, wowwwww!" Julie said, shaking her head. She'd never felt anything like this-giddy, exhilarated, fantastically high. Her father had warned her that marijuana was a terrible thing, a destroyer of morals, but she didn't feel horrified or loose. She felt like her mind was soaring in flight like a graceful bird. She suddenly realized Steve had his arm around her. And, with a dazed shock, Sylvia had her hand on her thigh, rubbing softly. Near her vagina!
"Please don't," she said to both of them. "I mean, I'm not that kind of girl." She giggled, very high. "Whatever that kind of girl is, I'm not it. I'm a nice girl."
"You," Sylvia said, leaning close to Julie's ear and creeping her fingers closer to her warm little cunt, "are a lovely cherry, Julie. I want to suck your little pussy until you pass out. Then Steve is going to fuck you until you scream for mercy. Then I'm going to lick your asshole, and you're going to eat my cunt with your beautiful mouth. And as long as you live, you'll think, Oh wow, the greatest blowjob I ever had in my life was Sylvia Merrit."
Julie blinked her eyes and her mouth dropped open. She knew there were girls in school who swore, but nothing like this! Sylvia Merrit was insane! Dazed, the principal's daughter turned to Steve. "What's wrong with her?"
"What's wrong with you, baby? She gives an incredible blowjob," Steve said, gently caressing a hot round tit. "I'm a great fuck, too. And you, angel, look like a terrific fuck. So take it off, baby, and let's stop fooling around."
It took a minute for fifteen-year old Julie to comprehend what was happening. Sylvia's hand was now rubbing her crotch lasciviously, pressing down on her tender cunt while Steve had slipped his hand beneath her T-shirt and was caressing her hot tit. Oh my God! thought Julie with rising terror. They're filthy!
The principal's daughter began crying softly, but she didn't make more than a feeble gesture to stop them. Her own father, having punished her severely and constantly since she was old enough to remember, had beaten her into submission so many times she no longer dared to fight. She cried instead. Every minor crisis in Julie's young life was met with tears instead of resistance or defiance. Her luscious young ass had been spanked and whipped so many times she'd lost the will to struggle.
"Don't hurt me!" Julie pleaded, sobbing and trembling as they took off her T-shirt. She clenched her fists and braced herself for punishment, as she'd done so many times with her father. "I'll do what you say-but don't hurt me! Don't take my virginity, I beg you! My father will kill me. I'll die of shame! Please, please ..."
Pushover, thought Steve, as they both struggled to get her out of her tight jeans, a crybaby, not even a screamer. At last, they had her stripped, huddling nakedly and helplessly between them.
"Let me eat her first," panted Sylvia, stroking Julie's hot plump thighs feverishly. "Please, Steve?"
"Go ahead." Steve lit another joint as Sylvia quickly stripped. Julie's ripe little tits heaved madly with her sobs and she placed her hands over her pussy as if that vain gesture would protect her. When Sylvia was naked, she wrapped her arms around Julie's silky shivering heat and rubbed her tits to Julie's.
"Come on, angel, I won't hurt you," Sylvia whispered. "Get in the back seat. I'll make you feel so good! Swing that juicy ass over on to the back seat. Come on!"
The adolescent submitted helplessly. There was nothing else she could do, she told herself, but her tears continued to gush as she clambered over the front with her satiny ass-cheeks wriggling. Even at this stage she might have tried struggling against the odds, but the grass had made her mind reel and gave everything a dreamy unreal tinge.
Steve watched intently as Sylvia followed the fifteen-year-old, pushing the virgin down on her back along seat, spreading her ripe thighs forcefully. Steve's prick surged powerfully in his pants as he watched Sylvia mount her like a man at first, rubbing their pussies lewdly together. The banker's daughter was Frenching her passionately and still the virgin's naked curves heaved with her sobs.
Christ, Steve thought with disgust as he lit the new joint, doesn't she ever stop crying? When he rammed her cherry she'd really have something to cry about. He began to strip, his eyes riveted to the naked girls in back.
Sylvia was sliding down now, sucking feverishly on Julie's hot budding tits, caressing her luscious ass with greedy fingers. The prospect of eating a cherry aroused Sylvia to a fiery pitch of lust. If only Carol could be here to see her suck off the beautiful little virgin! God, her tits were yummy, fat little nipples like tiny hot cocks in her mouth. She released one and quickly nudged her lips down into Julie's softly rounded belly, inflicting tiny animal bites on the juicy flesh.
Sylvia's original plan to diabolically tease Julie before eating her had already shattered by the time she got a whiff of the sobbing virgin's pussy: Hot, fragrant, damp, and so lovely-little pink cunt-lips, like a tiny darling mouth begging to be kissed and Frenched. It peeped out coyly from her delicate nest of pussy-hairs.
"Don't hurt me, Sylvia! I won't scream if you don't hurt me! Ooooo! OOOOOH! Oh God in heaven-Aaaaah!"
The first stinging thrill in her cherry sent Julie's naked young body in a wild spasm and she clenched her fists tighter than ever, trying very hard not to respond or enjoy herself. But that was impossible: The madly wriggling tongue in her tender cunt was like a whip of fire, sucking and lapping in a frenzy of passion, unlocking a hot ball of delirious excitement in the fifteen-year old's loins.
Involuntarily, Julie's fists unclenched and she raked her nails across Sylvia's soft shoulders. She began jerking her thrilled young cunt furiously to the other girl's hungry mouth, tears of fright turning to gushes of uncontrollable excitement.
"Dirty .. . wrong . .. Unnngh!" Julie cried, shaking her head wildly as her ass swing to a lustful rhythm. "No! It's . .. it's awful... terrible! Oh God, I'm going CRAZY! Yes, yes! Ooooh! Ummmm! WOW!"
The sweet hot juices of Julie's virgin cunt flowed freely into Sylvia's eager mouth as she sucked her writhing pussy in a fury of joy. She had to clutch Julie's plump hips fiercely to keep her from wrenching free. Lord, what a delicious cunt! Sylvia moaned deep in her throat as she snaked her tongue deep and hard to suck out more honey. Remembering what the school nurse had taught her, the banker's daughter suddenly slid her tongue down and rammed it into Julie's tender asshole and the girl shuddered and screamed with bliss. While she lapped at Julie's quivering asshole, Sylvia rubbed her nose lewdly to the virgin's hot pussy-flesh, until the girl's fingernails felt like searing pincers in her shoulders.
Unable to restrain himself any longer at the spectacle of Sylvia madly devouring the beautiful little girl's cunt, Steve climbed into the back of the car. Cramped for room, he nevertheless managed to mount Julie's shoulders with his huge throbbing prick hovering over her mouth. The virgin stared up at it with fascinated terror, trying not to believe he was going to plunge the gigantic rod into her mouth.
"Suck on it," Steve urged, guiding its immense hot length toward her small wet mouth. "Eat it! Go on, you little cocksucker- Do it!"
The obscene words horrified the fifteen-year old almost as much as the size and length of his surging cock. The head was almost purple with blood and she could see tiny veins bulging on its quivering meat. The next moment she gagged as Steve shoved his thick rod lustfully deep, the knob battering her throat. Too stunned to do anything but thrash her molten cunt against Sylvia's ravenous lips, Julie made muffled screaming sounds as Steve began fucking her in the mouth.
Steve reached behind him, grabbed Julie's hand and forced it around the trunk of his burning meat, jerking her soft fist on it to show her what to do. Whimpering with fear, the principal's daughter began stroking her hand on his pistoning rod and making tentative sucking motions with her lips. She feared she would choke each time he swung his hips forward and his prick quivered hotly in her mouth.
But horrified as she was by this new humiliating rape, Julie's tender young flesh had a powerful will of its own. Violent thrills rocked through her virgin cunt as the girl between her thighs sucked and licked her crotch with voracious greed, lashing her long tongue furiously on her pussy-flesh.
As soon as Julie's hot fist began jerking on his cock, and her mouth began timid sucking motions, Steve felt his lust boiling up rapidly. The sight of her plump sexy little body heaving beneath Sylvia's burrowing mouth had primed him thoroughly. Christ, what lush little tits and juicy ass! She would be a knockout when she grew up, competition for his own sister. Her tight wet mouth wasn't exactly a ball of fire because of her fright, but she was so wild to look at, and she was jerking him off so eagerly he felt his loins start to explode.
Julie felt it too, his meat throbbing savagely and leaping in her mouth, and she tried desperately to wrench her lips free. Quickly, Steve held her head firmly in place as he fucked her burning mouth in rapid brutal strokes. Julie issued a low scream of horror as his massive prick burst its fiery load deep in her mouth, the sticky come flooding her throat in profuse gushes. The only way she could keep from choking on the boiling fountain was to swallow it as fast as she could, making room for more spattering come.
At last Steve climbed off with a sigh, but still the dazed schoolgirl swung her ass in a frenzy of bliss as Sylvia tormented her virgin pussy-flesh with maddening lips and tongue. Sylvia, too, was in a daze, unable to control her hunger for Julie's sweet, hotly soaked cunt, squirming its honeyed pink lushness up to meet her in lewd spasms.
Sylvia cried out in protest as Steve pulled her off the helpless little girl. God, she felt as if she could suck her cherry off for eternity!
"That's enough," Steve said to Sylvia. "Do you want to spoil her?"
"But now I'm hotter than a pistol," Sylvia moaned, clutching at Steve's long dangling prick and hefting it in both hands. "Fuck me first, will you Steve? She can wait. .. I've already made her come a dozen times! Let me get off first."
Steve stared down at the sobbing and trembling girl purposely letting Sylvia work his cock up again in her lusting fingers. She was getting really good at that-squeezing his balls lasciviously with one hand while her other hand wobbled and jerked on his meat, hugging it to her panting hot tits.
Julie could only huddle and whimper in a daze, feeling both revulsion and obscene excitement as Steve's thick come tingled in her mouth. It didn't seem possible to the fifteen-year-old virgin that an hour ago she was safe at home, shyly taking a bath, dreaming romantically of Sylvia's handsome cousin, thinking sweet pure thoughts.
And now she'd been raped in her mouth by his gigantic organ while Sylvia Merrit herself had almost driven her out of her mind with depravity! And the worst was yet to come, Julie thought with new terror as she watched Sylvia masturbate his huge rising prick. It had almost choked her with its boiling fury and now he was going to take her precious virginity with it!
"Please don't do it to me," Julie whimpered, not daring to use the word fuck. "Please, Steve? I'll. .. I'll take you in my mouth again as much as you like if you won't! I'll... take you both in my mouth if you'll leave my vagina alone. You mustn't!"
Helplessly, the child-girl hugged her soft ripe tits and crossed her legs, trying to protect her cherry. But she could see Steve's colossal rod quivering in an eager upward arc as Sylvia panted and rubbed its meaty flesh in both hands. There was no way out for her.
Then Steve turned away from Sylvia, ignoring her wails of protest. Easily, with one powerful hand, he pried Julie's moist thighs apart, exposing her juicy pink cunt. Using one knee to keep her legs apart, he knelt between her thighs, sitting upright. He seized her silken ass-cheeks in his hands and raised them high off the seat. Slowly, he guided her rosebud pussy-lips toward his crimson knob while Julie sobbed and thrashed helplessly.
He lunged the head of his burning dick inside her cunt-flesh and Julie screamed. He held her naked body in that position for a moment, sucking in his breath at the fiery tightness of her virgin cunt. It wriggled and oozed blissfully on his knob, sending sharp thrills along his meat and into his loins. He eased another inch in, and Julie began thrashing her hips and pleading.
"Oh Lord, no! Oh please it hurts! You're too BIG! It's too . .. aaaagh! ... too fat and long! Oooooh, no!"
With groans of pleasure Steve worked his pumping rod into her writhing slit, inch by inch.
Julie felt as if she were being raped by a burning cudgel. There was one moment of shattering pain, and she knew he'd ruptured her cherry, but even in her soft screams of protest there was a deep soaring excitement. The hurt somehow mingled with the intense pain of all the spankings her father had given her over the years, and^ she was actually beginning to like-no, to love-the tortured thrills of his brutal rod of flesh, plunging deeper and hotter.
Sylvia's eyes blazed on the spectacle of Steve's massive cock slowly being swallowed up by Julie's luscious pink cunt. Her fingers darted down to her own dripping, aching pussy, but stopped. It wasn't fair, dammit! She'd eaten Julie, sucked her off to get her so primed and now she was left out of the action. Well, not if she could help it.
Panting with urgency, Sylvia hurried to mount Julie's face, folding her legs on each side of the crying schoolgirl's shoulders, facing Steve. This way she could watch the kneeling boy fuck Julie, drink in the lascivious view of his gorged prick ramming in and out of the girl's helpless cunt. He was shoving her ass closer to him with each stroke, driving in more of his hot prick each time.
Sylvia slowly lowered her crotch down over Julie's mouth, wriggling her pulsing cunt-lips onto the girl's unwilling mouth.
"Eat it," Sylvia hissed, squeezing Julie's panting tits in her fingers. "Eat my pussy! [Tome on, honey-you loved it when I did it. Eat it or I'll smother you!"
Julie stared up in shock at the ripe ass-cheeks hovering inches over her face. A few drops of burning pussy-juice trickled onto her cheeks from Sylvia's eagerly sucking hot cunt, horrifying her. But already faint ripples of lust were spreading outward from her massively impaled cunt as Steve rammed deeper, his meat quivering powerfully in her tight slit.
When she hesitated, Sylvia savagely slammed her pussy down onto Julie's young mouth and the schoolgirl screamed for air. The writhing pussy lifted a few inches and Julie gulped air. When Sylvia's squirming cunt lowered to her lips again, gently, Julie wasted no time in kissing the soaked flesh, whimpering.
Feverishly excited now as Steve's throbbing prick stroked relentlessly in her tight cunt, Julie wrapped her legs around his waist and twined her ankles, driving her hips up to meet him. At the same time she sucked and kissed Sylvia's steaming cunt, which rubbed back and forth on her mouth in a dreamy fucking motion. It was so slippery and sweet! thought the fifteen-year-old. And the fragrant hot cunt-juice was so different from Steve's boiling, pungent come.
The horrified thought flashed through the girl's mind that she'd lost her virginity. Not only that-she was enjoying her rape, even wantonly enjoying being raped in her mouth by Sylvia Merrit! But her newly-aroused passion combined with the potent effects of marijuana was making her respond feverishly to both Sylvia's searing cunt and Steve's pounding prick. She wriggled her ass lustfully as Steve gorged her almost to the hilt with his thrilling rod, her hands hanging on to Sylvia's bouncing ass-cheeks.
"Oh suck and fuck!" cried Sylvia, her excitement fired at the sight of Julie's blood on Steve's cock. "Oh angel! You lovely cuntsucker you! YES! LAP IT!"
Still grinding her slit madly on Julie's frantic mouth, Sylvia hunched far forward, digging her tits into Julie's soft belly. Her mouth could now seek out and nibble on Julie's tiny clitoris or suck and lick the blood off Steve's stroking meat. Quickly, one hand found Steve's balls and she jiggled them in her fingers to make him grunt with pleasure. She lashed out with her tongue to lick Julie's cherry-blood off Steve's pistoning cock, feeling hot thrills of obscene bliss. Then she dug her mouth into the wildly moaning adolescent's silky cunt-nest, finding her clit-bud. She began sucking furiously on the tiny swollen button, and Julie leaped and shuddered in the air with joy.
"Tight... mmmm!... Fantastic cunt!" Steve gasped, beginning to lose control at last. Christ, what a luscious twat! So juicy and narrow he had to suck in his breath every time she swung her ass. And Sylvia squeezing and tickling his balls was pushing him, too. Clutching Julie's satiny thighs firmly, he began ramming his blistering cock to the hilt in violent lunges of his hips. Julie's muffled screams rang wildly in the car and her scissored legs spasmed so fiercely on Steve's waist he groaned in pain.
"Coming! Shit, you're a luscious cunt! Tight... hot... WOW!"
Julie was now delirious with excitement, groaning wildly as she lapped and sucked as Sylvia's madly writhing cunt, slapping her palms on the bouncing hot asscheeks above her. Her plump hips jerked furiously as Sylvia sucked with greed on her clit. And when Steve's bursting huge prick began shooting its fiery load in her eager pussy, she thought she would die with joy.
She groaned with disappointment when Steve pulled out his limp cock, but a moment later Sylvia's ravenous tongue replaced it, reviving Julie's shattering climax as her own cunt burst with lust. For ten more minutes, the two schoolgirls devoured each other with obscene moans in a sixty-nine position, and then Sylvia rolled off Julie, temporarily sated.
Thirty minutes later, they let Julie out in front of her house. She was strangely quiet during the ride home, sobbing from time to time, but Sylvia hugged and soothed her as Steve drove.
"And next time we'll bring your sister," Sylvia told Julie, cupping her hot pussy through her pants. "And another boy, a good-looking hunk, Julie."
If Julie was excited about the idea, she didn't show it. She wiped the tears off her cheeks as she got out of the car in front of her house.
"She won't tell, will she?" Steve asked uneasily.
"Julie? Hell, no," Sylvia said with assurance. "She's terrified of her father. All the bastard does is punish her for everything." Sylvia squirmed, remembering the thick paddle on her ass that afternoon, followed by the furious fucking session.
Steve dropped Sylvia off at her house, then drove home, hoping Carol wasn't horny. The~ principal's daughter had really drained him with her frantic mouth and juicy tight cunt. Back at the apartment Carol was lying in bed, but she wasn't asleep. She was smoking thoughtfully in the darkness.
"Got a really hot one tonight," Steve told her with a grin. "Fifteen, pussy like an electric socket, ass and tits like velvet. Yummy! You'll have to sample this one, Sis. Sylvia went ape over her. Cherry, too."
"Really?" Carol said, intrigued. "Who was she?"
"Friend of Sylvia's. Walker, Julie Walker. Got a sister, too, about the same age."
Slowly, trembling with fear, Carol swung her naked legs over the side of the bed.
"Did you say Walker?" she whispered, chills running up her spine. "The principal's daughter?"
"Yeah, that's the one. Sylvia told me her father's a sonofabitch too. She won't spill anything. Don't worry."
"Oh my God," Carol whispered, trying to think. Walker's daughter! A virgin of fifteen. She'd seen the girl-shy, quiet, lovely. Not the type to be corrupted overnight in one violent session. And if she were? Suppose, just suppose, Carol thought as she lit a cigarette with trembling fingers, her father did find out. Her skin still felt raw from the whip and the mere thought of Walker's viciously cruel teasing made her blood cold. But it wasn't that that bothered her. It was the thought of prison. If Walker had been indignant over Sylvia, he would fly into an insane rage over the rape of his own daughter. He would crucify her, prosecute until she was nailed to the wall for life.
"How in the hell do you know she won't talk!" Carol hissed at her brother. "You dumb bastard, do you know what you've done? Who do you think you are, the Marquis de Sade? Get your clothes back on! We're getting the hell out of here tonight. Move, dammit!"
"Hey, cool it, Sis," Steve said, puzzled. "I told you she won't spill-"
"You stupid little bastard!" Carol raged, beginning to toss clothes into a suitcase urgently. "Do you want to go back to jail? Her father knows about Sylvia! He was over here tonight. He could send us both to prison just on what he knows about Sylvia-and now you've taken his daughter's cherry!" Carol paused for breath, her naked tits panting with fear and anger. "Was Sylvia with you tonight?"
"Yeah, sure. We both turned her on-"
Carol turned her back on him and began packing furiously. Suddenly the realization that he might go back to jail struck Steve like a fist. To hell with that! Urgently, he- began packing his own things, not bothering to ask where they were going. Wherever it was, it had to be better than where he'd been for two years.
The race against time consumed them both, a mad contest that left everything of value behind except clothes and money. Any moment Carol expected the phone to ring or the doorbell, with the police grimly standing there.
Go, go, go! her mind screamed at her. Run!
For once, the loud alarm in Carol's mind was absolutely right. She and her brother were never in more danger than they were at this moment.
Little Julie would never run to her father with a confession about tonight's orgy. She would die first.
But her mother was a different story.
Chapter Eight
As the marijuana wore off, the full horror of her obscene rape struck fifteen-year old Julie with the force of a hurricane. They'd taken her virginity! They'd defiled and degraded her, even raped her in her mouth! Any lingering pleasure she felt from her shattering orgasms quickly got swept away in wave of shock and self-pity.
When she walked into her house, she was crying almost hysterically again. The first person who saw her was her mother, a gentle woman who also lived in secret fear of her puritan husband.
"What is it, darling? What's wrong?"
Her mother embraced her and Julie, feeling a compulsion to tell someone about her terrifying nightmare, wanting desperately to share her shocking ordeal, burst out the story between-spasms of tears.
"Dear God!" her mother exclaimed when the sordid details became clear. "It's. .. it's not possible! Sylvia Merrit?"
The first thing her mother did was call the family doctor, who promised to come over as soon as possible. The next thing her mother did was to go into her husband's den, where he was laboring over some papers, and tell him the full story in a deceptively soft voice.
The rage on Jason Walker's face was terrifying to watch.
"Now listen to me," he told his wife in a sharp voice, trembling with fury. "No one else must know-not even the Doctor. He mustn't know who was involved. I will handle this personally, Martha. Not a word to anyone."
"But they have to be punished!" his wife said indignantly. "Jason, you can't let them get away with it! There are other helpless girls besides Julie."
"We must not start a scandal," the principal warned her, knowing full well that a thorough questioning of Sylvia would quickly bring out his own involvement. "And, Martha, rest assured-They will be punished! God help them when I get through with them. Leave it entirely to me."
His wife felt better at once. The matter was now in her competent husband's hands, and if Jason Walker vowed that they would be punished, God help them as he said. She left the den to answer the doorbell, and admitted the doctor. They went to Julie's bedroom, where she lay miserably crying beneath the blankets.
In his den, Walker immediately phoned Carol's apartment. After two dozen rings, he slammed down the phone, went outside to his car and took off in a screech of rubber that could be heard for blocks around.
Carol Jenner's apartment door was open-wide open. He went in, raging through the kitchen, living room and bedroom, even searching the closets. Fury contorted his face when he realized they were gone. They'd left town, taking only their clothes and personal things. The closets were completely empty.
"Filthy perverts!" Walker shouted at the empty apartment, righteously forgetting his lewd sessions with both Sylvia and the nurse. His chest heaving, he slammed the door so violently he almost tore it off its hinges as he stalked out to his car.
Gradually, Walker calmed down as he drove home. One thing was eminently clear to the principal: Sylvia must not talk. If she did, he was ruined. Nor could Julie ever tell anyone else what happened, because of the link with the banker's daughter. Both of them would have to be watched sharply.
And both of them would have to be mercilessly punished.
His fifteen-year old daughter had to realize that she was at least partly to blame. She could have fled, if she'd really tried. She could have fought for her life. Yes, Julie would have to be punished once she recovered from the ordeal. Her luscious little ass would have to be thoroughly beaten, again and again.
As for Sylvia... He would buy the thickest whip he could find tomorrow. His prick leaped as he remembered her juicy white ass-cheeks turning crimson as it wriggled helplessly on his lap.
But Jason Walker wasn't kidding himself: He knew the real source of his rage. It was because the nurse's stupid brother and Sylvia had gotten to his own daughter before he could. They'd gotten her cherry, dammit, and in the process they'd spoiled his plans for the nurse to gently seduce the girl, turn her on for him, her father. Instead of turning Julie on, the pair had horrified her, the insensitive louts.
In a few days, Julie would be recovered enough for her punishment, and possibly more. In the meantime, he'd have to be satisfied with sixteen-year old Sylvia.
When he stopped to think about it, the hot-mouthed, wildly ass-swinging banker's daughter wasn't a bad consolation prize at all.
* * *
Carol's car hurtled through the night, and it wasn't until she was more than two hundred miles away that she began sighing with relief. She felt so much better, she put her fingers on Steve's thigh and squeezed, sliding them up to his huge coiled cock.
"Where are we going?" Steve asked.
"Los Angeles, probably. Lots of work there for nurses. Lots of swinging girls, Stevie. This time, for God's sake, let's pick them a little older than fifteen and sixteen, okay?"
She suddenly pulled the car off the highway, onto the shoulder of the road. Late at night there were very few cars.
"What's wrong?" Steve asked.
The blonde turned to him with a sultry smile. "Nothing's wrong, honey. I'm hot, that's all. I can't wait for a motel." She unzipped his pants and brought out his long fat prick, purring as she stroked its meat.
"Christ, Sis, don't you ever think of anything else?"
"Yes," she said, grinning. "Once in a while I get very hungry. Like now. And since there's nothing else to eat. . . "
Her brother sucked in his breath as his lovely sister knelt on the floor between his legs and sucked his hardening rod into her mouth. And Steve knew the first thing he was going to do when they got to L.A. He was going out to look for the wildest swinging couple he could find, just for Carol.
Because if he didn't, he knew his own beautiful nympho sister would be the death of him yet.
