It has been said that every town in America has its scandal-mongers, its gossipers, its muckrakers�those persistent people who keep digging and looking for something they can either label immoral or use to their advantage. Sometimes the muck that is brought forth can disrupt a whole town. Sometimes it will affect only a small group, or perhaps bring an individual to ruin.
Herein is a story of an individual who is faced with a seemingly uncompromising dilemma. Sandra Collins, an attractive redhead in her first year of teaching at a suburban high school, finds her private life invaded and a particularly embarrassing incident the target of a depraved blackmail scheme. She must decide whether to submit to a blackmailer's demands or resist�her decision makes for a shocking study of an individual in torment.
TEACHER IN TROUBLE�a searing novel of our time, a story too often reflecting on many people around us.
Usually I'm the one who says see me after class, but this time was different. One of my students, a tall good-looking guy named David Waters, came up to my desk during a study period and said that to me. Right away I knew what he wanted and there was nothing I could do about it. Because after he said that he said, "Or else I'll spill everything I know about yesterday to the school board."
He had me. Right between the legs. Right where he wanted me. Sandra Collins, high school teacher, was now about to become a sex machine.
For the first time since I started teaching, in the end of the day came much too soon for me. Because at three-thirty I was alone in the classroom with a teenaged blackmailer by the name of David Waters.
Maybe none of this would have happened if I wasn't built so well, if I wasn't so young. But I've got the kind of figure that makes men take a second look and that second look usually lingers on my firm thirty-eight-inch chest, then travels down to my full hips and long curvy legs. And when I see a man look at me like that I respond. Unfortunately, David saw me responding to Sam Edmonds, the young teacher across the hall. We did the responding right in his room.
I hadn't counted on that. Now, instead of being just a tenth grade history teacher, I was branching out into sex education. On a first-hand basis. I didn't have any choice. If David told on me to the stuffy school board, that would be the end of my job. No more money coming in to pay the rent. Not only that, but I would have a bad record and it would be impossible to find another position. Since this was my first real teaching job, I was ready to do anything to keep it.
And David knew it, the bastard.
As far as I knew there wasn't anyone else in the school except for me and David. It was a Friday, a windy, almost spring day, and no one in their right mind would hang around Trellis High School unless something really important came up. Looking at David's tight jeans I could tell something big had come up for him.
Here I was, standing in front of the classroom, getting ready to strip for a teenager, a teenager with a camera, and there wasn't anything I could do about it.
Even though he was only sixteen, David had been around. I could tell by the way he smiled at me. He was enjoying every bit of this. First he pulled down the blinds on the windows facing the schoolyard. Then he pulled down the black curtain on the classroom door and locked it.
He sat his tall body down on top of one of the desks in the front row. "You ready, teach? Ready to give me a lesson just like you gave to Mr. Edmonds yesterday? That's what I want."
I thought back to yesterday. And I recalled the hard, lean body of Sam Edmonds. He taught English and he was new to the school so it was only natural that we got acquainted real fast. He had brown, curly hair, and a thin mustache on his handsome face. He was so handsome in fact that when I talked with him for the third time after school I ended up going down on him. Unfortunately I sucked him off in this very classroom, and it turned out that David was passing by the room. It wasn't locked. When David opened the door, Sam was spilling his cum into my mouth and there was no way he could stop. I turned at the sound of the door opening and there I was, with white sticky cum dripping down my lips. David laughed and closed the door. At the time I hoped that would be the end of it. But now I knew it was just starting.
"First off," I said, "you can stop calling me teach. My name is Sandra."
"Okay, Sandra it is. Let's start the action, Sandra. Get over there on the desk and lift your skirt."
"What? I won't."
He pushed me on to the desk. "I said to lift up your skirt. If you don't ... well, I think I'll have to tell about yesterday."
I crossed my legs and lifted my white skirt up towards my hips. He could see all the way up my thighs, and he was getting excited. He rubbed his hand over the blue nylon pantyhose and then slid his fingers between my legs. "That's it," he said. "Stay like that." He went back to the front row desk and picked up his camera. Then he snapped a picture of my exposed thighs. It was one of those sixty second cameras. He lit a cigarette while he waited for the film to develop.
"You're not supposed to smoke in school," I said, trying to regain some of my authority.
"Yeah? Well, you're not supposed to suck cock in school either. But that's what you did yesterday, didn't you? How did it taste? I bet you like cock, huh?" He laughed and then tore the film clip out of the camera and peeled off the negative. "Looks good," he said. "Wanta see it?"
I shook my head, but he brought it over for me to see. The picture focused on my thighs. It was a color picture, and even though I didn't like the circumstances, I thought it was a good shot. My long red hair running down to my full breasts and my shapely legs made it look just like a fashion shot. But I knew there was a lot more to come and they wouldn't be so nice.
"Okay, Sandra, now we get to the real action. Take off your blouse and let me see those tits of yours."
"This is going too far, David. I'm not going to-" He grabbed the front of my blouse and tore it straight down the middle. My buttons bounced all over the floor. Then he lifted my blue lace bra up over my tits. The tight material hurt my tender skin, and it made my breasts stand out farther than they ever did before.
"Oh, wow!" he said. "What a set of tits! I've never seen anything like these before." He felt them with his soft hands, running his fingers over my hard nipples, then rolling them in the palm of his hands.
"Okay," he said, and picked up the camera again. "Feel yourself up with your hands." He was living out all his fantasies with me, and I found myself getting turned on as I watched the bulge in his jeans grow even bigger. "Come on," he said. "We haven't got all day, you cheap whore."
I put my hands on my tits and lifted them up, caressing them until he snapped another picture. Then he made me look at the photo. He was right. I looked like a cheap whore, lifting my size thirty-eight knockers straight up. They were milky white and my nipples were bright red where they poked through my cupping fingers.
"Can I go now?" I said. "You've had your fun."
"Not yet, honey. We're just starting. Turn around."
He came up behind me and lifted his hands under my skirt, slipping his fingers into the elastic band of my pantyhose. Then he peeled them down my legs. "Lie down on the floor." As I lay down on the dusty, tiled floor, he ran his fingers over my ass and then slid his fingers down to my cunt. He rubbed my clit with his index finger. He pulled up on my skirt until my ass was completely showing. Then he took another picture. When that one was developed he made me turn over on my back. He felt up my thighs until I was wet and juicy. Then he spread my legs wide and took another shot. A wide open cunt shot.
I wanted to make him stop, but I couldn't. If I didn't let him take his pictures then he would turn me in and I would be out on the streets, washed up at twenty-three. So I let him take a couple more pictures, hoping that was all he wanted.
It wasn't.
He made me kneel down on the floor in front of him while he unbuttoned his faded jeans. When he unzipped them, his cock sprang out. It was big, real big, as it dangled in front of my face. And he was only a teenager. For a grown man he would have still been well hung.
"Suck it," he said. I looked up. He was still holding the camera. I opened my mouth and eased my lips onto his salty cock. When I started to lick it, he plunged his cock way into my mouth. "That's it," he said. "Show me how you do it. Show me how good you can suck cock, baby." He put the camera down and then grabbed the back of my head with both hands, pulling my face closer to his hairy balls. I could feel his sac banging against my chin as he fucked my mouth. His prick started to grow even more right inside my mouth until my cheeks were bulging from his hard thick shaft.
He was sliding his prick over my slurping tongue as fast as he could, in and out, and swirling it against my cheeks, then down my throat, then all the way out so he could plunge it back in.
Then he stopped moving completely. His cock was almost entirely out of my mouth. Only the tip of it was still poking into my lips. Then I realized what he was doing and I felt sick. I looked up, still holding his cock with my lips, and saw him holding the camera again, focusing it right on my mouth which was fastened around the tip of his prick. He snapped the picture and laughed.
Now that he had a picture of me blowing him, he started all over again. In and out, in and out, pushing his stiff dick down my throat and juggling his balls against my face. I blew him for another few minutes, hoping all the while that no one would come around. Sometimes a janitor checks all the rooms�I was hoping he wouldn't come by and see me doing this. Then my ass really would be nailed.
My jaws were hurting and David showed no sign of giving up. I wondered how he could keep from shooting off for so long. He was so young. Now my mouth was full of saliva and each time he thrust his cock into it there was a slurpy noise, and then a pop as he pulled it out.
He pulled it out of my mouth again and held it in his hand. He was jerking himself off real slow just to keep it hard.
"Okay," he said, "this might be the last shot of you. I want you to stick your tongue out and lick it." I leaned forward and grabbed his cock with one hand to hold it straight. Then I stuck out my tongue until it touched the tip of his prick, right in the tiny slit that already had some sex drops on it.
"This time I want to make sure I get your whole face in the picture," he said.
Click.
In a minute he shows me the photo. It looked like the kind you see in skin magazines where some sleazy chick is sucking on a guy's long dong. Only the chick was me, and I'm not sleazy. I was just a victim. I knew that picture spelled trouble for me. It showed my long red hair, my nice firm tits, and my tongue licking his honey-stick. It showed one hell of a woman. I know what I've got all right, and I know how to use it, but just because I don't try to hide it doesn't mean I have to give it away. But that's what I was doing, forced to give a blowjob to a cheap high school blackmailer.
He put the camera down again and said, "Okay, slurp on it, baby, slurp that cock," and he pushed it into my mouth again. I started blowing him the best as I could, hoping to get this over with. I closed my lips tight around his wet hard cock and sucked as hard as I could. With my right hand I jerked off the part of his cock that wouldn't fit in my mouth, and with my left I rolled his balls around in my fingers.
"Mmmnnn," I moaned, making him more excited. Then I hummed to get him off from the vibration of my lips on his prick.
He was lasting longer than I ever expected, plunging it in and out so long that my knees were killing me, and my jaw hurt so much it started to swell. He really must have got it on with a lot of. these high school chicks to be this good.
It was too bad it had to happen like this. Otherwise I might have enjoyed it.
Finally I could feel him start to quicken his pace.
His hard glistening prick started pumping in and out of my mouth, faster than I could suck, and he pressed my face against his balls so he could slide it all the way in my throat. And then his body went rigid and he spilled squirt after squirt of bitter cum down my throat. He pumped my mouth more and more, gushing three big loads of cum into me. Then, while he was still shooting off, he pulled his cock out and moved it all around my lips, spitting white sticky gobs onto my mouth, chin, and teeth.
Next he picked up the camera again and took another picture of me kneeling on the floor with my bare tits poking out of my bra, and milky white cum all over my face.
"Thanks a lot, teach," he said. "I got all I need for now." He zipped himself up and left the room with a wicked smile on his face.
I started crying, but then realized that would do no good. I found some tissue paper and wiped all the cum off my face, got dressed, and sat behind my desk. I took out a pack of cigarettes from the top drawer and lit one, hoping the harsh tobacco would wipe out the bitter taste in my mouth.
It was over now, but I knew he would be back for more. Especially now that he had those pictures. He could blackmail me forever. I decided I would get even with that teenaged bastard and fix him good. But how?
Just as I finished smoking the cigarette I heard the door being unlocked. Old Mr. Alkis, the janitor, came into the room.
"Working late, Miss Collins?" he asked.
Yeah, I had to give a guy a blowjob, I felt like saying. "Yeah, I have to do some planning for my courses," I lied.
The janitor swept around my desk, every now and then sneaking a peek at my tits. When I noticed this I inhaled and stretched so my tits nearly popped out of the bra. Then I remembered the buttons had fallen off before and he was getting a look at my tits where they were visible above the lacy cups. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head. I closed up my shirt and smiled. I'm a cock-teaser from way back.
When I left the school I was thinking about a couple problems I had. First, how could I get even with David for blackmailing me into a blowjob, and second, what was I going to do now that I was horny from sucking his cock? I decided I had to handle the second problem right away.
CHAPTER TWO
Sam Edmonds was dressed in nothing but a white bathrobe when he answered the door of his third-floor apartment. I'd been ringing the bell for nearly five minutes and I was getting mad because his car was out front so he had to be in there. He stood there, dripping wet. I'd just gotten him out of the shower.
"Sandra," he said. "What's happening?" He brushed his wet hair back out of his face and then motioned me into his apartment.
It was the first time I'd been there and I was really surprised. It was a nice, far out place, looking more like a swinger's pad than a school teacher's. But then, Sam wasn't your average teacher.
He had really modern, all white furniture filling the living room, a plush, furry rug in the center of the hardwood floor, and he had small tables of chrome and glass positioned near the sofa and chairs. Off to the side there was a gray brick fireplace. It was the kind of place I dreamed about having.
"We got problems, Sam," I said, and sat on the sofa, kicking my shoes off. He sat down in a chair directly across from me.
"Yeah? Like what?" He was sitting in the chair with his legs spread, and every time he made the slightest movement his robe opened a little bit more. I could see the head of his cock sticking out of his curly pubic forest. I was hungry for action, but I wanted to let him know the kind of trouble we were in.
"Remember what happened yesterday in my classroom?"
"How could I forget?" He laughed. "Yeah, I remember."
"Well, one of my students saw us messing around. He opened the door while we were going at it ... "
"So. He's probably seen it before. I don't think it'll upset him too much."
"No, he's not upset. I am. He's putting the pressure on me ... he's, uh, he's blackmailing me, and he made me ... " I couldn't finish talking. Sam understood what I meant.
"What!" He stood up, real angry, and his robe flew completely open. His cock was bouncing up and down as he walked over to me. Even though it was soft, it was still pretty long. As I stared at it I forgot all about what I was going to say.
"I'll fix the bastard," Sam said. "Who is he?"
"Wait a second. You can't just go out and threaten him. He's got enough on the two of us to get us both in trouble." I told him about the pictures David took of me, the ones that showed me sucking on his cock. "We're going to have to plan this real good. We've got to get something on him. It shouldn't be too hard-the bastard's only sixteen years old. The two of us should be able to get him."
"Yeah," he said. "What do you want to do about it?"
"Well," I said. "Why don't we discuss that later?" I reached out my hand and ran my fingers down the length of his prick, pulling the loose skin over the tip of it. I stood up so I could get at him easier and cupped his balls by sliding my hand between his legs. "First there's something else we should take care of."
I tore off my blouse and then unhooked the bra straps, throwing the lacy material to the floor, releasing my huge jugs. Sam's eyes nearly popped out. I don't think he ever saw a set of tits like this before, and yesterday when I sucked him off I still had my blouse on. As he stood there staring, I clasped my arms around his neck and pulled his lips down to my tits, until his tongue was tracing slippery circles around my nipples, and his hands were digging into my ass, pressing me right up against his hard cock.
We humped like that for a few minutes until I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted some real action. I stepped away from him and slid the pantyhose down my legs. Then I sat in one of his chairs and spread my legs wide, hooking each one over an arm of the soft chair. "Sam? Why don't you kiss me? You know where."
Sam smiled at me and then licked his lips as he stared at my wide open pussy. He got down on the floor and put his head between my legs. His lips sucked at my thighs and then his tongue found the way to my clit. He rolled it up and down, alternating his fingers and his tongue. I held his head closer to me and lifted my hips up and down so my cunt slid over his eager lips. His tongue slipped way into my cunt, all the way back, and it darted from side to side. Then he finger-fucked me at the same time his slippery, sandpaper tongue licked my clit.
"Ooooh, that's it," I said. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me so good. Lick me, lick me all over ... It's so good."
I was getting such a thrill from watching his tongue slide in and out of me that I started squirming in the chair, feeling a quivering sensation building up inside me. He reached up with both hands and rested them on my tits, moving them from side to side, and pulling at my hard red hippies with his fingertips. I was so worked up at all the action I already had before, that I started coming right away. All this tension had been raging inside of me ever since I first started stripping for David, and now I had my chance to release it. I gripped the chair with both hands and raised my hips onto his darting tongue and I sent spasm after spasm down through my cunt and I coated his tongue with my honey, hopping up and down in orgasm after orgasm, dripping onto his sweet tongue.
"Ohhhh, stop," I said. "So sensitive ... let me rest."
I was wiped out, exhausted, and all I wanted to do was close my eyes and rest. But now Sam had to be taken care of His raging hard-on dangled up and down in front of me. I could see the veins standing out in his reddish swelled prick. He moved closer to me until his cock was pressing against the thin valley between my tits. I grasped it with both hands and led it from tit to tit, jerking his cock all the while, rubbing the tip of it on my nipples. It throbbed in my hand and I could feel it pulsing really fast as it poked at me.
Then I took his cock in my mouth for a minute and sucked him off real slow and gentle until it was time for him to come. But he slid it out of my lips before he could spurt into me, and then led it back down the way it had come, down my tits, then my stomach, and finally to my wide open cunt. He inserted it with juicy ease and I felt it ram home into me and I rocked my hips in the chair, tightening my pussy so it would swallow and squeeze that stiff prick. He held my ass in his hands as he slid his cock in and out of my cunt.
Then, after fucking me, he pulled out. "Turn around, baby," he said. "Let's try something else." Sam led me by my hand, standing me up, then turning around. He made me bend over and support myself on my elbows in the chair so my ass was sticking straight up in the air.
So was his cock.
I felt it slide down the crack of my ass, the stiff prick spouting liquid drops all over me. Gently he prodded my ass-cheeks with it. Then his hands came around and held by swaying tits. He squeezed them for all he was worth, unable to hold them entirely in his hands since they were so big.
Next he slid his hands down to my hips which he held firmly and moved them back and forth, increasing the pressure on his cock. Then he slid it into my pussy and lunged way in.
He fucked me with steady beats of his throbbing cock, in. and out of my cunt, pumping me over and over until I was worn out. Then he moaned and held onto my hips really tight, nearly lifting me into the air until finally I felt a spurt of jism pour into me, warm and fast, spurt after spurt of sweet cum, and I rocked my hips faster and faster. He kept banging away at my cunt until the flow of cum dwindled to a few drops. Then he pulled his dripping cock out, and we both lay down on the rug to rest.
I was satisfied but I knew for a fact that if we waited for about another fifteen minutes we could get our rocks off again. When he started to put his robe on again, I said, "No, not yet," and then gave him a look that convinced him not to. I made a wide O with my mouth, then licked my lips. As he stood, I knelt down and sucked on his soft cock, then licked his balls. "Why don't we rest up and then give it another try?" I said.
"Sure," he laughed. "If only they made high school teachers like you when I was going to school." Sam went over to the stereo by his window and turned on a nice jazz station.
I lay down on the rug, still bare-ass naked and just stretched out completely on the furry white material.
Sam left the living room for a couple of minutes and then came back with a bottle of cold red wine and a couple of glasses.
"Wine?" I said. "But I haven't eaten yet."
In a sense that was true. I'd eaten some cock already, but it was a long time since lunch. I knew the wine would make me light-headed, but then I really didn't care. Might as well have a good time, I thought.
We sat on the floor and put the wine on the chrome and glass table. Two naked people sitting down for a neighborly drink. It was a perfectly normal scene.
Five o'clock on a Friday afternoon, and here I was, looking to get fucked again. Sam went over to the window and pulled open the drapes. No sunlight came in because it was windy out and the skies were dark with clouds. It was going to rain soon. It was nice and cozy. The wind howled against the windows. We drank the wine, and I watched Sam's cock start to grow again, bit by bit.
After the second, or maybe it was the third glass of wine, I went into the bathroom, picked up a towel, and wiped out my pussy�just in case I could get Sam to lick me again. When I came back into the room I sat down next to Sam's supine form and I traced a line from his chest down to his prick with my tongue. I darted at it with quick strokes, then nibbled the tip of it with my tight sucking lips. He was getting hard again.
I lay down beside him and held his cock with one hand, jerking him off nice and lazy like. His hand crossed over my arm and found its way to my pussy.
My ass was rubbing against the soft rug as I squirmed at his touch. His fingers spread my legs wider and he inserted one of his fingers into my cunt. While he fingered me, I started stroking his cock faster and faster until it was rigid. As I whacked him off he was moving his fingers nice and steady on my clit.
We stopped for a second to share another glass of wine, then, glowing from the airy feeling that came with the wine, we settled down for more play.
With my free hand I fondled my tits, crossing over from one to the other, rolling the nipple in my fingers. And then I felt the surge of pleasure start to spread throughout my hips and down into my juicy wet cunt.
"Ahhh, that's it ... right there," I said when his finger started to hit the right spot. "Faster, now, oh, that's what I like." I lifted my hips off the rug and rolled my pussy back and forth on his searching fingers.
My whole body went rigid as I came and came and came onto his fingers, slippery and wet with my oils, and I bucked up and down, getting every last bit of pleasure. My nipples were standing straight out and my clit was throbbing from the orgasm that wouldn't stop. It lasted so long I was shaking all over by the time it stopped.
Shaking even faster than my body was my hand which was busy bringing Sam's cock to an orgasm. He was moaning and groaning as I held onto his staff, pulling the skin up and down as fast as I could.
When he started bucking I knew it was time. Still jerking him off, I sat up and placed my lips right near the top of his cock, but not touching it. Instead I blew on it at first and then I licked it.
"Faster!" he rasped. "I'm going to come! Faster!"
I beat him off as fast as I could, and then his hips lifted off the rug and a curling white fountain of cum spit into the air. With my mouth right above it, I caught gob after gob of jizz as it sprayed into my throat and all over my tongue. I jerked him off until he stopped spouting, and then the sticky liquid slid down my lips. I sank my lips onto his cock and sucked it dry.
For the second time in two days I had sucked off an English teacher. This high school job of mine had a lot of fringe benefits.
"Oh, I don't think we'll be able to do it again for quite a while," he said and sat up. This time I let him get dressed in the bathrobe, and I put my skirt back on.
After we both had a cigarette and our breathing returned to normal, we set to work, planning on how to get even with David Waters.
"It's Friday night, right?" Sam said.
"Yeah, so?" I said.
"So we're going to fix our little blackmailer. I used to be pretty good with a camera, myself," he said. He went to the closet and brought out an expensive-looking camera.
"What's that for?"
"We're going to get some evidence, do the same thing to him that he's doing to us."
"That sounds good, but well have to catch him in the act."
He lit up another cigarette, puffed the smoke out, and then looked at me. "What did you do in high school on Friday nights?"
"I went out," I said.
"And what did you do if you liked your date."
"Well, if it was a boy I liked, I let him feel me up. If I liked him a lot I let him finger me and I'd give him a hand job."
"What if you really liked him?" Sam said.
"Well, if I was going steady with a guy I would give him a blowjob."
"Go steady often?"
"Sure, I went steady with a different boy every month."
We both laughed then. I had an idea what Sam was getting at.
"So, it's obvious what we're going to do," Sam said. "We're going to find out who David is going out with, we're going to follow them, and then ... take some pictures. All we need is David's address."
I had the address of all my students in a small folder that I was carrying with my text books. Just in case I had to get in touch with the parents. I opened up the folder and read David's address. "139 Southwood Drive," I said.
"Come on," he said.
"Where to?" I asked.
"We're going to 139 Southwood Drive, then we're going to follow him and see who he goes out with," Sam explained.
CHAPTER THREE
We took Sam's car over to Southwood Drive. It was only a half a mile away from his apartment and it wasn't hard to find. Starville was such a small town that nearly everything was within walking distance.
After parking the car at the end of the block we walked hand in hand past all the houses until we located David Waters' house. It was a large two-story house just like all the other houses on the street.
It was only around six-thirty, but we didn't want to risk losing him. We went back into the car and waited, smoking cigarettes, listening to Sam's tape player, and watching the house. We were going to nail that bastard for sure.
A little after seven o'clock David came out of the house. He was dressed in jeans and a faded denim jacket. We watched his tall long haired figure walk down the street in the opposite directions from us. When he turned around the corner Sam started the car and we followed him.
Sam was a good driver. He always kept David in sight but managed to be inconspicuous. Not once did the teenaged blackmailer turn around.
After a few blocks David ran up the steps of a small red cottage house. We parked the car at the end of the street and waited. In about five minutes David came out. With him was a girl that I recognized. Karen Mailer, a sweet young girl of sixteen. She was in a few of my classes at school and I always thought of her as a real innocent kid. What was she doing with David Waters?
Then I figured, why not? Karen was cute, and really developed for her age. She had long straight blonde hair, and even though she was short, she was stacked. And she always dressed in tight sweaters that showed off her charms. And her jeans were so tight that the outline of her firm round ass was always visible. The only way you could tell she was young was the way she poured red lipstick on her face all the time. Bright red lipstick on her soft lips.
So, on second thought, it did make sense for her to be going out with David.
"There they go," Sam said, and started the car again. I felt like we were in a detective movie or something, the way we tailed them. It was fun in a way, but in the back of my mind I knew that this was serious. We had to get something on David or he would ruin our careers.
We followed them to a movie theater on Main Street. It was a disaster movie. When they went inside I said, "Now what?"
"Now we go out, have some dinner, a few drinks, and then later on well come back to her house and watch the action."
We went to a really slick bar outside of town, had a light dinner, and then drank and talked for a really long time. Both of us were looking forward to the end of the night when we would spy on Karen and David. Maybe we were both voyeurs at heart and only now were we given the chance to find out.
Around twelve o'clock we drove back to Karen's street and parked at the end of the block. In about twenty minutes the lights went out. That meant Karen's parents were going to sleep.
In another fifteen minutes we saw David and Karen walk up to the house. They went inside and the light in the living room came on. That was our cue. Sam and I got out of the car and quietly walked up to the house. He carried the camera strapped around his neck and we crept up to the window at the front of the house, hidden from sight by a high row of bushes. Everything was working out just fine.
From the window we could see just perfectly. David and Karen were sitting on the sofa, and we could hear the television blaring. But they weren't watching television. He had his arm around her shoulder and she was leaning against him. We were just in time for the show.
At first they just kissed for a while, but then David let his hand drop from her shoulder down to her tits. She pushed his hand away the first time. But the second time she let his hand fondle her tits through her tight white sweater. Slowly she moved her small hand over to his thighs, and then she slid it over his crotch.
Apparently this was the signal he was waiting for. He took his hand off her shoulder and then lifted her sweater up over her chest. She wasn't wearing a bra and her perfectly shaped tits held the material above them.
I heard Sam gasp, "Man, she's beautiful!" I felt jealous but I had to admit he was right. He took the camera, pressed the lens against the glass and clicked away.
David felt up her tits for a while then started to suck on them. Soon her nipples were erect and he pulled at them with his fingers. Karen was moving around in the sofa like she was going crazy with pleasure. Her hand went up to David's belt, then slid down under his jeans. I could see her hand moving under the material, manipulating his cock. I was getting turned on watching them, and so was Sam. His breathing was really loud and fast.
Then David moved his hands down under her skirt. She lifted up her hips so he could pull down her panties. After sliding them off her legs he threw them under the sofa.
I realized what they were doing. If they still had their clothes on they couldn't be caught in the act by her parents. But they hadn't counted on us.
When she spread her legs wide to admit his hand, Sam took another picture. Karen closed her eyes as he finger-fucked her.
Then they really started going at it. She took her hand out and unzipped his jeans. He pulled them down to his knees and his long hard cock was standing straight up in the air. Karen's fist could hardly cover it, it was so big. She jerked him off while he got her legs spread even wider and buried his fingers in her cunt.
She was sliding all over the couch now, moaning and licking her lips. As she moved, her big jugs bounced up and down and I could tell Sam was getting really hot. He had his hand on my ass and was rubbing my cheeks.
"The pictures, Sam," I said. "We've got to get hold of some good pictures to get even with him."
Reluctantly Sam took his hand away from my ass and took a few more pictures through the window.
Then Karen came. She was bouncing up and down in her seat, swaying her big knockers, and rolling her hips. After she calmed down, and lay back in the cushions of the sofa, David pulled her face down to his prick.
She pulled away, and her lips said no.
David was getting mad, but he tried to talk her into sucking him off really nice. But she wouldn't go near his cock at first. She wasn't too bashful to jerk him off though and she used both hands on his cock, beating it up and down. David leaned back in the sofa and closed his eyes.
Then, getting more daring, she leaned down and licked his cock, sliding her long pink tongue up and down his glistening prick.
It was all just an act before. She was the type of girl who made believe she wouldn't give a guy a blowjob, but once she got going, there was no stopping her.
Sam got a picture of her licking his prick.
Then David got up from the couch. He made her lay down. Her tits were still bulging out from under the sweater. Then he straddled her chest, one knee on each side of her, and held out his cock for her to suck.
She was good. She took the tip of his cock in her mouth and inhaled, then pulled it out, jerked on it a few times, and licked it with her tongue.
He held her head with one hand and pulled her mouth onto his cock. Then he fucked her lips real slow, sliding it in and out until her pretty pink cheeks were bulging.
As Sam took a picture, I reached down between his legs. He was hard as a rock.
Then David braced himself and plunged his dick all the way into her mouth, shooting off into it. Her head rocked back and forth as she gobbled down his cum.
Sixteen years old and here she was sucking cock already.
When he finished spilling his cum, David pulled out of her mouth and dragged his long soft cock down her tits. She smiled and closed her eyes while licking the cum drops off her lips.
Fortunately Sam was taking pictures the whole time she blew him. Now we were set. All we had to do was develop the pictures and show some of them to David on Monday, and threaten to show them to Karen's parents. He would be in trouble from all sides, and I wasn't going to be easy on him.
When the kids rearranged their clothes and settled down to watching the television for real, Sam and I headed back to the car. Both of us were horny as hell. Watching the teenagers going at it made us horny all over again.
All the way back to Sam's house I had my hand on his cock, which stood straight out of his unzipped pants. Any time we came to a stoplight I sat down in the seat and sucked on it.
We decided to develop the pictures as soon as we got back to his place. That way we could get our rocks off at the same time as we got our work done.
And Monday morning I would be ready to blackmail David Waters. What a weekend, I thought. What a fucking weekend.
CHAPTER FOUR
We didn't waste much time when we got back to Sam's apartment. We brought out another bottle of cold wine, turned on some music in the living room, and turned the lights off. He lit a candle. I unzipped his pants, and started to drink wine in the best way possible. First I dipped his prick into the glass of wine and then I licked the wine from his stiff cock. We played around for a while, feeling each other up and getting into the mood. I was ready to go.
"Want to start now?" he said.
"Sure," I said, and started to take off my clothes.
"That's not what I meant," he said. "First we'll develop the pictures, and then we'll ... " He finished the sentence by rubbing his hand between my legs.
* * *
Sam took me into a small den just off the hallway. He closed the door, sealed it with some towels so no light could get through. Then he closed the dark curtains around the window.
While he was setting up the equipment I was thinking about his equipment, wanting another taste of cock. But we had to do this now, because after we fucked we wouldn't be good for much else.
On top of a long oak table he set up a number of trays and filled them with chemicals. I tried to help him, but I really didn't know what the hell was going on. So I drank wine while he did all the work.
Finally, after half an hour, he had the negatives ready. He fiddled around with an en-larger while I thought about sucking his cock. Then he slid large white sheets of developing paper into one of the trays and then" swirled the paper around in the liquid. Within a minute an image started to form.
The first photo was a close-up of Karen's tits with the sweater lifted over them. "Whew!" Sam said. "What a fucking chick. Sixteen years old ... " And I had to agree. She had a perfect set of knockers on her. The only nicer set of tits around belong to me. And that's fact.
After Sam was through dreaming about her tits he got around to developing the other pictures. One by one they came out. A steady progression of sex. David fingering Karen. Her jerking him off with both hands. Then came the best picture of all�David fucking her sweet mouth with his long cock perfectly centered. We had over a dozen photos already.
And all the while Sam was making comments about how nice-looking Karen was. And I knew what he was thinking. He wanted a nice young piece of ass. He wanted to get it on with a high school chick named Karen so he could suck those gorgeous tits himself. He was jealous of a teenaged boy.
Sam put the negatives away after wrapping them in a filmy protective tissue. The job was done. We had a good set of prints, and with them we could get even with David Waters.
When we returned to the living room, I was glad to see that Sam's pants were still bulging. He was looking at me with that hungry stare in his eyes again. Then I noticed that he'd brought one of the pictures with him. The one where David's girl friend sucked him off. I knew that Sam wanted to dip his stick into her mouth any time he could get her alone.
Who knows? I thought. Maybe he would do it after all, and get a piece of teenage ass. Sam was resourceful enough to figure out a way.
But now I wasn't thinking about Karen so much. I was thinking about getting fucked. I sat in one of the easy chairs, smoked a cigarette and drank some wine. Before I could even put the cigarette out he came over to me, unzipped his pants in a matter of fact way, pushed them down to his knees and then swung his cock in front of my face. He was jerking it off a little, getting it nice and stiff for the real thing, me. He rubbed his cock across my lips. I kissed it, then fondled his balls and slurped on his cock.
"Wait," I tried to say, but it came out mumbled, since I had a mouthful of hard slippery dick. I could feel my cheeks bulging as he poked around in my mouth, digging the wetness of my throat. I slid one hand down between my legs and rubbed my cunt through the pantyhose. Watching me do this turned him on even more and in a second his cock grew larger in my mouth.
Finally he pulled it out and gave me a rest. I stood up and peeled off my clothes until I was standing naked in front of him. Pressing my body against him, I slid down, still holding onto his bare ass, and pushed my tits together and rubbed them all over his prick.
It was a good feeling. The softness of my huge tits rolling over the hard cock. He started slipping it in and out of the valley of my breasts and my nipples were sticky.
When he took off his clothes we slid together on the rug, me jerking him off and him fingering me. Then he made me spread my legs wide as he knelt between them. He smiled once, snaked out his tongue and then licked my cunt. Probing deeper into my cunt, sliding his tongue over my dripping pussy, Sam lifted my legs over his shoulders so he could suck me even better.
I didn't come. I wanted to get off on something else and I was hoping Sam wasn't too inhibited to do it. I lifted his face away from my cunt and then I went out into the other room where I had my purse. I opened it up and rummaged through all the lipstick, and the cosmetics, and cigarette lighters until I found what I wanted. It was battery-powered and six inches long.
When I came back into the room with the vibrator, Sam was lying on the rug, his legs spread wide, and his cock sticking straight up in the air, hard as ice. And I was going to melt it.
"What do you have there?" he said, noticing that I kept my hands behind my back. I brought it into view and rolled it against my lips.
His eyes popped out. "Hey, baby ... what do you need that for? You got me."
"Did you ever try it?" I asked.
"No." He looked embarrassed. Whether it was because he'd never used one before, or whether he was shocked, I couldn't tell.
"Then tonight's a first for you." I walked over and handed it to him, then lay next to him. "Fuck me," I said. "Fuck me with that electric cock."
I closed my eyes and opened up my legs. He twisted the bottom of the vibrator and it started humming. He rubbed the tip of the vibrator along the inside of my thighs and I nearly jumped through the roof. "Oh!" I squealed. "Yeah, fuck me Sam ... fuck me with that!" He pressed the tip of it against my cunt lips. A million electric fingers played with my clit.
I opened my legs wider. "Put it in, baby. Put it in." Sam slid it in and out of my wet beaver until my whole pussy was slippery. Back and forth, in and out, driving me crazy. I closed my legs around it and he inserted it all the way, humming me, jazzing me, fucking me.
"Faster!" I said. It hummed and slid into my cunt. I rolled my hips up and down to increase the sensation until I couldn't take it anymore, and I just flooded juice all over the vibrator. He kept fucking me with it as I rolled on the floor, moaning, and coming and coming.
When he pulled it out it was all juicy with my oils. Sam looked at it and then licked it. He was really getting into it.
"It's your turn now," I said, and took the vibrator from him. I clutched his cock and beat him off. With my other hand I pressed the vibrator between his legs, sliding it over his balls. "Ahhh," he groaned, and lifted his hips up. His stiff prick was pulsing in my hand a mile a minute.
I jerked on it, sucked it, then just sat back and rubbed the vibrator over the tender side of his prick, sliding it up and down, letting it do most of the work. His cock waved in front of my face, beating to a rhythm of its own, hard, wet, and big.
Sam was getting ready to come, not being used to these kind of sensations. "Suck it," he said. "Suck it dry!"
I leaned over and sank my lips down on his shaft. Then his hands forced my head all the way down until I swallowed his whole prick. I sucked his cock for a few minutes, slurping on it, and tonguing the full length, then came up for air. I jerked him off with one hand, jazzed his balls with the vibrator with the other, and sucked the tip of his prick with my moist lips at the same time.
He inhaled, moaned, and bucked up and down, lifting my head straight up from the force of his strokes, spurting a hot load of cum down my throat. The sperm spattered in my mouth every second, and I closed my lips around the head of his prick real tight, making a vacuum until my mouth was full of cum and there wasn't any room for more. As his cock pounded into me his cum slid down my lips and onto his balls.
After shooting off he kept his dick in my mouth until it sank back down to normal, and then he closed his eyes. He was one satisfied English teacher. And I was one well fucked history teacher. And cocksucker. I fell asleep with my head on his hips and his cock in my face.
I spent all of Saturday cooped up in my first-floor apartment on Bridge Street. It was an old-fashioned brick house that included three apartments. Mine was the best. There was a large living room looking out on to the street, a big oak paneled dining room, and a gigantic bedroom. The apartment looked just like a typical high school teacher's place�except I'm not a typical high school teacher.
But being a teacher isn't all that great. That's the reason why I had to stay inside all day. I was actually doing work for my courses. Correcting term papers, drawing up exams, and outlining lectures for my class. Not too exciting after a night of fucking and sucking. But I had to do it.
And I worked hard at it, even though the two guys who live in the apartment upstairs were making so much noise I could hardly hear. They were partying all day long and I could hear a lot of girlish laughter every now and then. It was that kind of partying. Two guys, about twenty years old, long-haired, and crazy. What else would they do but party. So I didn't complain. In fact I was even thinking of going upstairs to join them. But the logical side of me said no.
* * *
When Sunday came around all I could do was think about Monday when I would show David the photographs of him and Karen going at it, turning each other on all the way.
At night I sat on my sofa, watched television, and looked at all the glossy pictures. The more I looked at the pictures, the more it got to me. I started thinking of a lot of nice ways to get even with my teenaged blackmailer.
I stubbed out a cigarette, turned down the volume on the TV set, then slipped back to the sofa after turning off the lights, and bathed in the light from the set. It was still bright enough to see the pictures.
I unzipped my jeans and then slid them off my legs. My right hand snaked under the elastic band of my red panties and rubbed my cunt. When I was really juicy, I took off the panties and picked up the vibrator, turned it on and spread my legs. I pushed it in and out, side to side, until the electric prick was about to get me off.
Through my thin sweater, I felt my tits with the other hand, making the erect nipples poke right through the soft material. Naked from the waist down was good enough for me because that's where all the action was. I brought my other hand down and rubbed my clit while I fucked myself with the vibrator. It slipped in and out of me forever, humming all over my juicy cunt. Then my legs tightened up, I squirmed on the soft cushion, and bucked until I came and came and came and was too drained to do anything else except fantasize about David's prick and Karen's mouth.
Later I set my alarm for early in the morning so I could shower up and plan my strategy of blackmail. I fell asleep on the sofa and dreamed of hundreds of teenaged boys getting sucked off by a sharp-looking redhead. In the dream her name was Sandra.
CHAPTER FIVE
Monday I kind of waltzed through my classes, giving all my students a really light and easy day. I was concentrating on other things. Karen and David.
Karen sat in the front row, looking so young and innocent. Today she wore a long muslin dress that she filled completely. Even through the loose flowing material her body was a sight. Her tits were really something to look at and that's exactly what all the guys in the class were doing. As she sat there studying all I could think of was the way she gave David Waters a blowjob.
And David, the clown. He sat in the back of the room watching me the whole time. He was smiling, laughing to himself. I could tell that he had something in mind for me later on, or thought he did, anyway. But he was looking at things the wrong way because I was going to put it to him for good.
"Mr. Waters?" I said during the last class, a study hall. The students used it to sleep or make passes at each other. Anything but school work. And David was no exception. He was sound asleep.
"Mr. Waters?" I said again, louder.
He opened his eyes and said, "Yes, Miss Collins." The polite bastard.
"Would you stay after class?" I said. "There's something I want to see you about."
Karen looked up at me with a puzzled look on her face. Was she jealous? I thought. One of the guys in the front row whistled. He was a short thin guy who thought he was a Romeo. I gave him a dirty look. He was suddenly quiet. Little did he know that he was right in whistling. Because there was going to be a lot of action in this classroom as soon as everyone cleared out. Everyone except me and David Waters.
"Sure," David said. "I'll do that." The expression on his eyes said he was looking forward to a blowjob again.
The bell rang and in a couple of minutes the classroom was empty. I let him sit there in the back of the class for a few minutes waiting to see if he was going to try and blackmail me again. I lit a cigarette and sat there, waiting for the halls outside the classroom to empty.
This time I went over and locked the door. I pulled down the shade on the door and then crossed over to the windows. Soon the classroom was dark.
"What's up, teach?" he said, leering. "You know what I like, huh?" He stood up and stretched his tall body, and brushed his long hair behind his ears. "Well, you be good to me and I won't tell on you," he said, and walked towards me.
I sat behind the desk and lifted my legs up onto the desktop. My little pleated skirt fell back towards my hips. His eyes fastened onto my thighs, encased in dark brown stockings. I lifted up the garter strap and let it snap back onto my skin.
"You ready to blow me?" he said and started to unzip his jeans.
"Not quite," I said, and picked up the folder I had on the desk. I opened it up and took out one of the pictures. The one where he was fucking his girl friend's mouth. I threw it towards him. "Take a look at that," I said. "Tell me what you see."
He picked up the picture, looked at it, and then his mouth fell open. David looked as if he was in shock. He started turning all colors of red. "What? What's this ... how did you ... that's me and Karen ... oh, my God!" He stared at the picture in front of him in disbelief. He looked at me, then back to the picture, and then gave me a pleading look with his eyes.
"You know," I said, "I think Karen's parents would like to see that picture. Just think of the look on her father's face when he finds out that she sucked your cock. And only sixteen years old ... "
"But-" he started. "How did you get this?"
I ignored his question. "And I'll bet your parents would like to find out what you and Karen do on your weekend dates. Don't you think so?"
"Oh, man!" he said. He tore up the picture and threw it on the floor.
"That's okay," I said. "Rip it up. I've got plenty more." I showed him the rest of the pictures. He stared in awe at the photos that showed him and Karen having sex. "And I've got plenty more prints at home. So don't think you'll get out of this by tearing these up."
"What do you want me to do? Don't tell our parents. They'll kill me! I won't be able to go out for months ... and I'll be in so much trouble. Oh, man!"
"You can give me all those pictures you took of me the other day for one thing. But first ... " I unbuttoned my light blue blouse all the way down the middle, then I unsnapped the lacy blue bra and pushed it away. My huge firm tits flopped out in the open. I took one in each hand and lifted my large jugs up in the air. Towards him. "Suck em, David. Suck my tits. Now." He leaned over the desk and dropped his mouth onto my left tit and sucked. With his tongue he made quick slippery circles around my nipple and inhaled. His other hand lifted my right tit, squeezing and caressing it.
I put my hands around the back of his head and pressed his face onto my flesh, rolling my tits back and forth over his mouth, popping my nipples in and out of his lips.
He was sweating and scared of what I would do with the pictures so he sucked my tits with everything he had, slurping his tongue all over my chest and squeezing me with his hands, rolling my nipples between his fingers.
Whenever anyone plays with my tits the sensations get so powerful that I have to have some relief down below. I pushed him away roughly and then stood up. In seconds I was out of my skirt. It laid rumpled on the floor.
Now I was naked except for my panties and stockings. I started grinding against David's cock as it tried to poke through his jeans. He moaned and then sent his hands down to his zipper.
"No!" I said. "We don't need that for a while yet."
I put my arms on his shoulders and then pushed him down to the floor on his knees. With my hands holding onto his head I rubbed my cunt in his face, pushing his head up and down between my legs.
"Strip me," I said.
He stuck his fingers into the elastic of my panties and peeled them down my legs. He took the stockings off me at the same time. Now he was face to face with my pussy.
"Lick it," I ordered.
His tongue slid out and moistened my thigh. He had a long tongue. He stuck it in my crotch right where my legs met and then he flicked it upward toward my clit. I was dripping already and coated his tongue with my woman scents.
"Lick that cunt, baby," I said and pushed his face closer, doing the same thing to him as he did to me. Forcing him to eat me out. But the position was too hard to get the full pleasures of cunt licking. I sat back on top of the desk, raised my knees and spread my legs. He dived right into my pussy and started licking and thrusting. His tongue squirmed in and out, and he sucked my clit with his lips, inhaling it and swirling his tongue all over it
I raised my hips up and down and rolled my ass on the metal desktop. Every time he sucked on my clit a surge of pleasure ran down my hips and spread throughout my dripping cunt. I took my breasts in my hands and lifted them, pulling back on them until I was able to reach my nipples with my lips. Within moments I was sucking my tits while he tongued my cunt.
When I opened my eyes a couple minutes later I saw that David had unzipped his pants and his large pecker was rigid and he was jerking himself off. I didn't mind. As long as he sucked my pussy he could do anything he wanted.
It started building inside of me. A river of juice was about to pour out of my cunt. "Faster," I said. "Lick it faster." I pressed my cunt hard against his mouth, and then it hit. I started flooding, spasm after spasm of liquid joy and his tongue kept lapping it up, reaming it all out of me.
I thrashed about on the desktop, bouncing up and down until all of my oils were coating his face and I was drained. My wild movements must have excited him. He was making all these weird sounds as he beat himself into a frenzy, flailing away at the large dong of his.
Even though I wanted to punish him when we started, now all I wanted to do was satisfy him and feel that long spongy prick. But before I could grab it, he shot his load. David stood straight and pointed his cock at me.
A squirt of sticky cum erupted from his cock and it spattered on my stomach and my cunt. Still spouting, he moved closer and the jets of white fluid dripped onto my tits. I smeared it all over them and ran my hands down to my cunt, rubbing it in.
He was still jerking off until only a few small drops rolled out of his prick. Then, breathing hard, he stepped back and looked at me. His eyes traveled up and down my gorgeous sperm-covered body. We stayed like that, just looking each other over. Finally his cock started to droop, and he was soft.
"What now?" he said.
"Now we drive over to your place and pick up those pictures you took of me."
"No deal. Then you'll be able to force me to do what you want. No, I'm going to keep them."
As I got dressed, stuffing my tits back into my bra, I said, "I can always get another job, David. So it won't hurt me if you show those pictures to anyone." I was bluffing but I didn't think he knew it. "But if I show those pictures of you and Karen, then you're really going to be in trouble. From two sets of parents."
When he got his clothes on I marched him out of the door. We were going to make two stops. First I was going to drive him to his house to get the photos and then we were going to pick up Karen. I had an idea. We were going to have a party. After all, Sam was the one who took the pictures. The least I could do was reward him. The reward was going to be a sixteen-year-old blonde with a thirty-six-inch chest.
* * *
I parked my car a block away from his house. It just wouldn't look right for a foxy young school teacher to be dropping off a teenage boy at his house.
"Go in, get the pictures, and call Karen. Tell her she's got to go out for a little while. And don't try anything funny. I don't fool around with things like this."
He looked nervous. "What'll I tell her?"
"I don't give a fuck what you tell her. Just get her to come with us."
"But-"
"But nothing," I said. "Maybe next time you'll think twice before you try to blackmail somebody."
He got out of my car and slammed the door. As soon as he was out of sight I started laughing. This was turning out to be a lot of fun. So kinky. Here I am, supposedly a mature school teacher, and I'm blackmailing a seventeen-year-old boy. But only because I had to, I kept telling myself.
In a few minutes he was back. He handed me an envelope and said, "Here you go. Everyone of them." He was lying. One of the pictures was missing. The one where I licked his prick with my tongue sticking way out. But I didn't say anything. Let him think he's still got something on me. That way I could make his stretch out for a long time. I had plans for David and Karen.
I shifted my little sports car into gear and peeled out down the street. "What about Karen?" I said. "Is she coming with us?"
"Yeah, she's coming. I told her you had a special assignment for us." He sat back in the seat and then started to light a cigarette.
"Don't," I said, and blew out the match. "There's no smoking in this car."
"Are you for real?" he said, but he didn't light it up.
Then I took out one of my cigarettes, lit it, and blew the smoke towards him. "What's going on?" he said. "You just said I couldn't smoke."
"That's right, David. From now on I decide what happens. You're going to do everything I say. Understand?"
He didn't say anything.
"Do you want me to show the pictures to Karen's parents?"
"No."
"Then do everything I say from now on. Right?"
"Right," he said and just looked blankly out the window. I tuned in a good rock station on the FM radio and ignored him for the rest of the drive. Which wasn't too long since she was only a few blocks away.
I parked the car in front of Karen's house and David went in to get her.
Karen came bouncing out of the house, happy, excited at this little mystery. She was dressed in a pair of the tightest-fitting blue jeans I've ever seen. You could see everything. And her everything was quite a lot. It was hard to believe that she was only sixteen years old.
She wore a candy red midriff that showed her tanned stomach and gave a good idea of what was inside the top. Her big tits were showing right through the tight material. Those two large points of hers said that she wasn't wearing a bra.
She brushed back her long blonde hair and climbed into the back seat of the car. "Hi, Miss Collins. What's up?"
I glanced over at David and said, "Why don't you tell her, David?"
He frowned and then said, "It's like this, Karen ... " He looked back at her. "Uh, we're kinda in trouble."
"Trouble? How? I thought this was supposed to be a special assignment. Miss Collins, isn't that what you told David?" In the mirror I could see the worried look on her face as she was examining all the possible ways she could be in trouble.
"Oh, it's an assignment all right," I said. "And you can thank David." I handed her the folder that showed all the pictures of her giving him a blowjob, and the ones that showed her getting her juicy young cunt fingered.
"Ohhhh, NO!" she gasped. "Miss Collins, how did you get these? Oh, what are you going to do? David, I told you we shouldn't have done all that right in the open ... I didn't want to, but you said-"
"Be quiet, Karen."
"I hate you!" she said to him.
It was just like I figured. Karen was probably just another innocent blonde before David came along. And he broke her in right. Sixteen and already she was sucking cock.
Then I told her the whole story. All about how David Waters tried to blackmail me.
"But please don't show these pictures to my parents. Please. You won't will you?"
"It depends," I said, thinking about how surprised Sam was going to be when I showed up with a teenage sex-bomb just for him.
* * *
Sam's eyes nearly popped out when he saw us standing outside his door. Right away he figured things out and smiled at me. Then to the kids he said, "Well, come on in. We can talk much better inside."
Karen stepped inside his apartment first. She acted as if she were walking into a wolfs den. And she was. I could tell by the way Sam stared at her bursting young body.
"You must be Karen," he said. "I've been your pictures."
Karen blushed, started to cry but didn't want to seem like the lost little girl she was, so she said, "Oh, that's nice. I hope you liked them. But so what?"
Sam explained to her that she was in a lot of trouble, and that he felt it was his duty to inform her parents what she and David were doing with each other.
Then she really did start to cry.
"But there might be a way we can solve this without telling your parents," he said.
"There is?" she sniffed.
"There is," he answered and then took her by the hand. Sam led her into the bedroom. David and I followed. Then Sam closed the door behind us. He pulled the curtains shut and then gently pulled Karen onto the bed.
"No, don't," she said. "Please!"
She started to move away from him but then thought about the pictures. With a sigh she dropped back down on the bed. Her nipples were practically poking right through her skimpy top.
He started feeling her up, real slow, like he was just discovering what it was all about. First he felt her tits through the top, and he ran his hand up and down her thighs, pressing her firmly between the legs.
Karen started squirming around on the bed, sliding her body against his probing hands. She closed her eyes and ran her pink tongue around her lips. I walked over to Sam from behind and slipped my hand between his legs, squeezing his cock in my hand. It was hard as a rock already, almost bursting out of his pants.
Then he lifted up Karen's top and slid it over her huge mounds. They were milky white, one of the few places she didn't have a tan. He bent down and sucked her tits. She moaned louder and pressed his head to her heaving breasts. And David was staring in fascination and jealousy. His face was getting red watching someone else suck his girl's tits. But he was getting turned on just by watching her.
"Take off your pants," Sam said. While she slid out of her jeans Sam was unzipping his fly. In a second his stiff prick sprang out of his pants. He stood on the side of the bed and pulled the sixteen-year-old towards him. With his hands wrapped around her blonde hair he slowly brought her lips to his cock and then plunged the shaft into her mouth. She gagged at the thrust but she was eager and started beating him off at the same time. Her head rocked back and forth and her lips opened and closed rapidly on his hard-on. Karen's mouth made loud slurping, sucking noises as she blew him.
My cunt was wet just from watching his wet slippery cock glide in and out of her mouth. Her cheeks were bulging as he fucked her mouth, in and out, in and out with his dick.
Karen wasn't even aware of our presence after a while. The only thing she knew about was that cock that slid through her lips and over her tongue. She moaned as she blew him and her big tits bounced up and down from all the motions she was making. Jiggling tits and a sucking mouth. And I couldn't believe she was only sixteen. Her techniques were almost as good as mine. First she opened her mouth wide and then swallowed his cock all the way. Then as he pulled it out she jerked him off so good that his balls were slapping in her face.
David and I just watched. We knew we would get our turn soon, knew that we would come all over each other. But for now we were satisfied to watch.
Sam pulled his cock out of her mouth, held it in his hand and then led it down her tits and to her cunt, leaving a silky trail of moisture on her body. Back and forth he moved his cock, touching every inch of her naked flesh. Then he worked his stiff cock back to her mouth and plunged it in. He started fucking her mouth savagely and then he stood up on the tip of his toes and arched his back. He exploded into her mouth so hard that it came gushing out of her lips in gob after gob of sticky cum. Karen had a silver trail of white sperm dribbling down her chin. The cum just poured right out of her mouth, there was so much of it. And Sam kept right on pumping, ramming his cock all the way back into her throat. When he pulled his prick out, it was still spitting. He pressed his cock against her tits until both jugs were covered with his fluid.
Then he stood back and held his drooping empty cock in his hand.
She thought it was all over. "Can I go now?" she said.
Sam laughed. "That was just a warm-up, honey, just a warm-up."
Karen lay there on the bed, her body covered with cum. She spread her legs, and inserted her hand into her pussy. I knew what she was thinking. If she had to do it she might as well enjoy it.
Sam was still holding his cock, lifting it up and down, hoping to get it hard enough so he could fuck the sixteen-year-old chick again.
Sam went out of the room. In a minute he came back with his typical bottle of wine. You don't need wine to have a good fuck, but it sure tastes better. He poured a glass of wine for everybody, and set them on the bedside table. Karen was eager for some wine. She drank her glass all in one shot. It helped to wipe the taste of cum out of her mouth. But I knew it wouldn't be long before her mouth was full of it again. Sam and I were going to make the best of this.
David was still standing, leaning against the wall. I stuck my hand down the back of his pants and felt his ass. I did it casually. Then I knelt down in front of him and unzipped his jeans, taking out his hard prick in my hands, but still keeping his pants on. It dangled there, sticking out of his pants in a rigid upwards stance. I made a circle with my lips and slurped on his cock a few times, just to get him horny enough for what I wanted.
I took him over to the bed and I lay down next to Karen. She was on one side of me and he was on the other. I pushed him down and made him peel off my clothes below my waist. Then I spread my legs wide and forced his face between them. "Lick me, David. Eat my cunt," I hissed.
His wet tongue slid into my wide open pussy and searched, darting around the walls of my cunt. I rocked up and down until he was sucking on my clit. It drove me crazy. I had to have something to hold onto with my hands while he was sucking me. There were two nice things to hold onto right next to me, and I couldn't resist. I placed my left hand on Karen's tits. It was the first time I ever touched another girl sexually. I explored her tits, resting my fingers on her rosy, hard nipples, and squeezing her firm, yet soft mounds. It drove both of us wild. At first she tried to move away, but gradually she started pressing her tits against my hand, and then she grabbed my hand with hers and led it down to her cunt. She was definitely a fast learner and so was I.
While I fingered her, David was still licking my cunt. I looked over at Sam. He was calmly smoking a cigarette and watching the three of us go at it. Sitting there in a hardback chair, naked, and smiling, trying to get it up again.
As if it weren't enough having David licking my cunt, Karen suddenly brought her red lips over to my tits and started sucking on them. I got turned on just watching her blonde hair fall over my breasts and then when she took away her lips I saw red circles all over my tits. Her lipstick left my breasts covered with red love smudges. The two of them working on me at once really shook me up. Sensations on top and bottom. It was incredible. I felt the surge start again and then it burst into my groin and I came all over David's face, lifting his head up and down with my wet slippery cunt. After I poured every last bit I had I lay back and closed my eyes. I needed a rest.
But I wasn't going to get one. Sam was hard again. And David had slid out of his clothes. Following their lead, I tore off the blankets from the bed and we all gathered there naked on Sam's satin sheets.
But I had to rest for at least a minute. My clit was still throbbing and I couldn't bear to be touched anywhere. So I went over to the table and grabbed a cigarette. I also gobbled down some wine until a glow spread throughout my whole body. I sat back and watched.
Sam made Karen lay sideways in the middle of the bed. Then he lifted her hips so that she was on her knees and she had to support herself on her elbows. Her jugs swung down and were moving back and forth in the air. Sam stood back to check it out. Her white cheeks were raised high in the air, and her rounded tight ass was white and creamy.
"Here it comes, honey," Sam said and then knelt behind her, poking her ass with his prick. He grabbed her hips roughly and moved her ass against his cock until it was wet.
Then on the other side of the bed David sat down in front of her with his legs spread wide around the upper part of her body. His cock was directly in front of her lips. "Suck me off, Karen," he said. She took his cock with both hands and guided it into her mouth. Then she slurped him, swallowing it completely.
I was getting turned on watching him fuck her mouth, watching his glistening cock slide all the way in and then all the way out.
A long moan escaped her, muffled because she was sucking on a cock. I saw what she was moaning about. Sam was penetrating her cunt from behind, fucking her doggy-style. She closed her eyes and Sam slid it into her more. Then he started fucking her rapidly and I could hear the slap slap of flesh as he banged her, and the drooling slurps of her mouth as she sucked off David.
I started playing with my tits and fingering my cunt. I wanted to get back in action again. But I watched them fuck and suck for a little while longer. Every time that. Sam thrust forward, fucking her from behind, it pushed Karen's face closer to David's balls and his shaft slid down her throat.
I couldn't take it any longer. I dashed out of the room for a second and then returned with the vibrator in my hand. Karen was about to try something really new. She was going to take care of all of us at the same time. I crawled onto the bed beside her. My hands dashed out to her tits and I held those creamy knockers in my hands, tugging at them until she was moaning so loudly that her cries of joy and her cocksucking slurps were the only sounds in the room.
Then I handed her the vibrator and sat back from her and spread my legs. She didn't know how to turn it on. I twisted the bottom, put it back in her hand, and led her hand to my cunt
I was so wet that it slid in easily and she fucked me with sweet, short, electric strokes. Karen was doing all three of us at the same time. Blowing David, fucking Sam, and fucking me with the vibrator. Again I was going so crazy that I had to have something in my hands. I put my left hand on David's cock and jerked it off, poking the tip of his prick into Karen's sucking mouth. Then I held it still while she swallowed it. As she came back up I would jerk him off some more.
With my other hand I felt up her velvet tits. As soon as I touched them she started humming me faster with the vibrator. And then we all picked up speed.
Karen rotated her ass in circles, tightening her pussy around Sam's cock. And he was pounding away at her like she was the best piece of ass he ever had. Maybe she was. She was doing a good job fucking me with that vibrator.
All of a sudden she started bucking up and down and crying out for joy. She rocked her hips so fast and hard that she was bouncing up and down on the bed as she came. This really sent off the other guys. Sam lifted her hips off the bed as he spurted into her, ramming her cunt with everything he had. This forced her to swallow David's cock even more and my hand was pressed right against her lips. I could feel David's throbbing cock in my hand suddenly stiffen as he shot his load into her mouth. The cum poured out of her lips and went all over my hand.
Then I got off, and closed my pussy lips tighter around the vibrator and spasm after spasm shot through my cunt. We were all getting off at the same time. I looked at Sam as he pulled his spitting cock out of her and shot off all over her ass. A stream of cum ran down her thighs and dripped onto the bed. In front of her David was still ramming his cock into her mouth, making popping sounds as he fucked her lips.
And I was fucking that vibrator like there was no tomorrow, sailing away on orgasm after orgasm. Finally we all stopped, and the room was full of our heavy, exhausted breathing. And Karen looked at me with her cum-coated lips and said, "So this is what you call a special assignment, huh?" She wiped the cum off her lips and smiled. "I think I like it."
She had better like it, I thought. Because she was going to get a lot more of it. She and David would now have to do anything Sam and I wanted. In about half an hour the two teenagers left. Both of them acted very sheepish. And that added to our fun.
"Sweet sixteen," Sam said when we were alone. "Great piece of ass. Great piece of ass. We'll have to bring them back here soon."
CHAPTER SIX
Somehow I got stuck with a girl's gym class on Tuesday. It was the last period of the day and the regular gym teacher was suddenly sick and she had to leave the school. Naturally, I assumed it was all bullshit, but when the principal asks you to fill in for somebody, you don't have much choice. Especially if you want to hold on to your job.
In between classes while I was sitting at my desk making believe I was doing school work, Mr. Redding, the principal, stepped into my room.
"Well, Miss Collins, how are we doing?" he said and sat his huge frame on the corner of my desk. He was about forty or so, six feet tall, and an athlete from way back. He looked like he belonged in a 1950's football movie. He would have played the grandstand.
"We're doing fine," I said. "How about you, Mr. Redding?"
He was staring at my tits and not listening to a word I was saying. "Mmmn," he said, and then he got obvious about it, leaning over and practically looking down my blouse. My top button was undone and the deep valley of my breasts was in plain sight.
"That depends," I said, thinking he wanted to take me out for a drink and then drop me off at my apartment. He had that look in his eyes, the one that said he wanted to fuck somebody besides his wife for a change.
Then he surprised me by asking me to take over the gym class. He made it clear that it was a form of job insurance. I agreed to do it.
He left the room smiling, brushing his mod haircut with his hand even though it didn't need it. Somehow the hip look just didn't seem right on him. Maybe it was because I didn't like having him as a boss. I knew that sooner or later he was going to make a play for me.
There were about twenty girls in the gym class. So I did the only logical thing. I appointed a girl named Trisha, a tall, slender brunette to lead the class. We went outside to the schoolyard and I had them play soccer. I stood by on the sidelines and muttered whenever it seemed appropriate. "Good shot," I would say, or "Nice play." It seemed to fit the job.
As the soccer game neared the end I noticed that a lot of the guys had floated around to the playing field so they could check out all the chicks in their leotards and tight red pants. They were finished with their baseball game and now they were looking for another game to play. It was called getting it in.
I noticed after awhile that a lot of the guys were looking at me all the time. Naturally, I strutted my stuff for them�bending over to retrieve the ball and letting my skirt ride all the way up to my ass. Things like that. I'm a cock-teaser from way back.
Finally the game ended and we all headed back to the school. I had to supervise the girls while they took their showers. What a drag. Just as the shower room started to clear out, and all the naked girls running around got fewer and fewer, I decided I might as well take a shower myself. It was a good way to wash off the hot day from my skin.
I found an empty locker and peeled out of my clothes, folding them up neatly and putting them inside the locker. I went into the showers and was glad to see that everybody else was through. I like room to move when I take a warm shower.
At least I thought I was alone. After about five minutes another girl came into the shower. Her name was Donna, a nice-looking chick who seemed popular with all the guys. When she stood next to me and I got a good look at her I could see why. She had great tits. Not that they were bigger than mine or anything. Just that they had a nice shape, to them. She was tall and her tits were perfect for her figure. High and firm, with really big nipples. Her black hair got even darker as she got wet. Her long strands washed down onto her chest. She looked at me kind of funny, like she didn't know what to say to one of her teachers. One of her teachers who was standing naked before her covered with soap suds.
And then I remembered something weird. Donna had already taken a shower. She was one of the first girls to peel off her clothes and then rush into the water. I recalled seeing her when she came out and dried off her body.
So what was she doing in the showers again?
I tried to ignore her presence and just went about washing myself. But the mere thought of what she was probably doing here made my nipples stand erect as I covered them with suds. And then I looked around and saw that the locker room had emptied. We were completely alone.
Then, while I was having trouble reaching the middle of my back with the soap, she said, "Let me help you, Miss Collins," and then her hand went to my back, rubbing my skin up and down with her slippery, sudsy hand. She did it even before I had a chance to refuse. Donna was standing very close to me now. Too close. Her nipples were hard. She made a big show of washing her tits, lifting them up and down with her hands, then rubbing soap all over them. Then she squeezed her tits together and lifted them towards me.
"Donna," I said, "what are you doing?"
Instead of answering me, she started washing my back again. This time her hand moved lower and she started scrubbing the cheeks of my ass. Squeezing them. Her fingers slid into the crack of my ass every now and then. I was going to tell her to stop but then it started to feel so good I wanted her to keep it up. Donna knew what I was thinking. All of a sudden her fingers slid between my legs from behind and then rubbed my cunt.
"Donna ... Oooh," I moaned. Then she fingered my clit. I closed my legs around her hand. She was pressing up against me now, her big tits rubbing against my shoulders. She moved us over to the wall, and there, with the hot waters pouring on our naked bodies, she started slithering down until she was kneeling on the tiles. She kissed the back of my thighs and her hands crept around to my front. With one hand she pushed my legs apart. With the other she played with my cunt until I was wet enough for her to insert her finger. It was driving me crazy as I leaned against the wall getting finger-fucked. I started playing with my tits, imagining that it was Sam who was pulling at my nipples. Slowly I sank lower and lower and then I turned around and faced her. Both of us were now kneeling on the floor. She put her arms around me and we pressed our tits together, nipple to nipple, moving our chests back and forth so our big jugs were constantly pressing together. Then she took my hand and led it to her cunt. I played with her clit, and then as she sucked my tits with her wet mouth I inserted first one finger, then another, until I was fucking her with my whole hand. For a moment I was worried about being discovered by someone but the thrill of her tight lips on my nipples made me forget all about that.
She pushed me until I was lying down on the tiles. Then she turned around and raised her cunt over my face. As her cunt touched my lips she was doing the same to me, lowering her mouth on my pussy so we were in the sixty-nine position. Then I felt her long sleek tongue slip into my cunt, licking at my clit and then probing deep inside. Following her cue, I stuck my tongue deep into her cunt. She wiggled her hips and then lifted them up and down on my face so my tongue went in and out of her.
At the same time she slid her tongue all the way in and spread my legs further apart. Then she just licked me, stroke after stroke, sucking on my clit. All the while we were being pelted by the warm waters of the shower and my ass was squirming on the wet tiled floor. Donna's tongue was really getting me off. She really knew how to eat cunt. While she licked me, I wondered why she was so popular with the boys if she was a lesbian. She must swing both ways I thought. But either way she did it, she was good.
I planted my fingers around the cheeks of her ass and pulled her cunt closer to my face, licking her clit just like she was doing to me. This really got to her and she wrapped her legs around my face, pushing her clit into my mouth. Then she started bucking wildly and the sensation of her racing tongue brought me off at the same time. I lifted up my cunt off the floor and just poured into her mouth at the same time as her cunt juice coated my lips. We kept sucking each other until there was no more juice left.
Then Donna shouted out, "Now!" and I heard someone come running into the locker room. I looked over and saw two boys, both of them carrying cameras. They were friends of David Waters. One of them was Jack Fulton, but I couldn't remember the other's name. But they were both going to remember me.
Jack and the other boy started clicking away, taking pictures of me lying naked on the floor in the shower. And right away Donna started shoving her tits in my face to make the pictures look good. I tried to cover up my tits with my arms but as soon as I did that, the other boy came over and held my arms behind my back so my tits stuck way out. And Jack kept taking pictures.
Finally I broke free and ran towards my locker.
I could hear Jack, the other boy, and Donna all laughing real loud, talking about what they were going to do with me once they had the pictures taken to a friend who knew how to develop them.
As I dressed as fast as I could, I realized that I had been set up. If David couldn't blackmail he was going to have his friends do it. And Donna was the bait that I literally swallowed.
I tried to hurry by the three of them as they sat behind a row of lockers. But Jack said, "Don't tell Sam Edmonds about this. If you do then we're going to start showing the pictures around." I thought about trying to wrestle the cameras away from them but I knew I couldn't do it. Even though they were only teenagers they were both really big for their age. Especially Jack. He was tall and good-looking, already filling out like a man. He had long, black, straight hair that went past his shoulders and he was really muscular. There was no way I could take the camera away from him. The other guy had light blond hair and he was sitting down on the bench. Sitting on top of him was Donna, still naked, with her ass right on his jeans. Right where his cock was. He was feeling her up, lifting her big tits up and down and grinding at her ass with his cock. She was laughing, acting as if it was all a big joke to her.
As I started to leave I saw Jack turn away from me and then unzip his jeans, standing right in front of Donna. And I could see why she was so popular with the boys. She would do anything. She was the type of girl who tried to take on every boy in school. Donna opened up her mouth and reached for him.
When I got into my car the first thing I thought of was going to see Sam and tell him what had happened now. But then Sam would probably try to get even with the guys and I knew that Jack wasn't bluffing when he said he would show the pictures around if I told Sam. And Jack had nothing left to lose.
I decided to wait and see what happened. The last thing I wanted to do right now was see David Waters. Even though he put his friends up to blackmailing me, I knew there was no way I could prove it. I drove home and tried to forget all about it.
That evening I stayed at my apartment, not even bothering to do anything but school work, correcting more test papers, and outlining class lessons for the rest of the term. I wanted to do anything that would help me forget about Donna and the other boys. But I couldn't. Here I was back in the same position again. Just ripe for blackmail. And all because I took every chance I had for sex. When would I ever learn?
* * *
The next day in class I couldn't help notice all the stares I got from all the boys. Jack and his friend must have spread the word about what happened. Because practically every guy in the room had his eyes glued to my body. It didn't help matters to be wearing the clothes I selected. I had a tight skimpy dress, light blue. And even though I was wearing a bra, my nipples could still be seen through the material. I made believe I didn't notice what was going on.
Whenever I looked at David Waters sitting in the back of the class, he acted incredibly innocent, just looking straight ahead all the time. The bastard. Well, I thought, if I finally get caught by the school board then he's going to be in a lot of trouble. No matter what happened to me, I would get him.
At the end of the day I found out what the teenagers had in store for me. And I knew that it was going to be a mouthful.
Jack Fulton came up to my desk after the last class and said, "Are you going to the class picnic this Saturday, Miss Collins?"
"No, I don't think so," I said, trying to be polite to the bastard. Here he was being so nice, and just yesterday he'd taken pictures of me naked in the shower with Donna. "To tell you the truth, I hadn't even thought of it."
I knew what he was talking about though. Since it was getting towards the end of the school year and the spring weather was turning thoughts towards romance, there was going to be a big class picnic out at the lake. And all the teachers were invited. I decided I'd rather spend the time away from school. But now it didn't look like I had the chance.
"Well, Miss Collins, I don't want to force you, but me and my friends would like to see you there. You know, we could all have some fun ... oh, and another thing, I was wondering if you'd like to see some of those pictures we took yesterday."
That bastard. He had me now. "On second thought, Mr. Fulton, I think I will be going to that picnic after all."
"Good," he smiled. "I thought you'd like the idea."
I didn't like it one bit, but then, that really didn't matter. When you're a blackmailed teacher you learn to do anything you have to.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Saturday came around much too fast for comfort. I woke up early in the morning, packed a lunch, and then decided what I should wear, keeping my mind occupied on a simple thing like this just so I wouldn't have to think about what was going to happen later in the day.
Finally I picked a pair of pink hot pants and a light-colored halter top. It was going to be a hot day and I wanted to be comfortable.
After dressing I sat around drinking coffee and smoking cigarette after cigarette, getting more nervous by the minute. Finally it was time to go. I brought along my beach bag, throwing in a towel and a skimpy bikini just in case I decided to go swimming.
I drove out to Talpers Lake and after looking around for awhile, I found the picnic area. It was swarming with all the teenaged kids playing softball, volleyball, and screaming and shouting. When I got out of the car a lot of the girls came over, saying, "Hi, Miss Collins, we heard you were coming," and then they talked. Word must have spread through the whole school by now.
Fortunately I didn't see any sign of Jack or any of his friends. Good, that gave me time to relax. I had some punch and talked with a few other teachers, just passing time. Then that bored the pants off me so I decided to take a walk in the woods that surrounded the lake. I must have been walking for about five minutes and the woods were getting thicker and thicker and I thought I was all alone.
All of a sudden I heard girlish laughter off to my left. And then I heard a heavier voice, a boy's voice. Walking very quietly, I crept through the woods until I came to a small clearing. As I approached the clearing I heard several male voices. I recognized Jack's voice as being the loudest.
Finally I stopped near the edge of the bunch of trees and looked through the branches. And then I saw Donna, the most popular girl in school. She was the only girl there. With her were five boys, all dressed in bathing suits. And nearly every suit had a huge bulge in the crotch.
Donna was leaning against a huge, smooth boulder, drinking a bottle of wine. She was so drunk already that she could hardly even see. And the wine spilled out of her lips and spattered into her chest. She wore a really thin bikini, really nothing more than a string and two patches of cloth on top, and hardly anything on the bottom. Her tits were practically spilling out of her bikini top. And every one of the guys was staring at her hungrily. When she drank all of the wine from the one bottle Jack handed her another, and she started chugging that one down, too.
One of the guys turned on a small portable tape player and there in the middle of the woods rock music was blaring away.
"Ohhh, I love that music," Donna said, and stood up. She was in the middle of the clearing now and the five boys formed a circle around her. Then she started dancing to the music, doing a real grind. She shook her upper body so hard that her tits were jiggling back and forth.
"Go, baby, go," Jack said, and then all the other boys started shouting, too. She smiled and then her dance changed. She started bumping, sliding her ass up and down and rocking her hips back and forth like she was fucking an invisible partner.
"Strip!" one of the boys said. He was a short redhead, just past the pimply stage.
"Are you crazy?" Donna squealed. "Not in front of all of you ... " Then she looked around her, from face to face. And her smile started to look a bit worried. I figured out what her game was. She didn't mind putting out for the guys as long as it was only one or two at a time. But five boys, that was something else.
She kept on dancing and shaking her body, hoping this would satisfy the boys. As she danced, the short red-headed kid came up behind her and untied the string of her bikini top. It fell down to her stomach and her huge tits flopped out in the open. Donna made a grab for the bikini and tried to put it back on. Jack came over and snatched it away from her.
Then Donna knew what was going to happen. She really didn't have much choice now. The boys were so horny that there was no way they would let her go before they all fucked her. So she did the smart thing. She decided to enjoy it. She danced even more wildly to the music and went from boy to boy shoving her tits in their faces, lifting them towards the boys with her hands.
Then she moved back over to the big boulder and leaned against it at arm's length, slightly bending over. Jack came over and peeled the bikini bottom down just far enough so her firm rounded ass was visible. Then he pressed his cock against her ass and started humping her with his bathing suit still on. She started moaning and shaking her ass.
"Blow me," Jack said, loud enough for everyone to hear. Donna turned around and then knelt down on the grass. She stuck her hands in the elastic of his bathing suit and then rolled the material down his legs. His cock sprang out at once and pointed right at her face. "Ummmmn," she said and then went for his prick with her mouth. Donna held onto his long hard cock with one hand and then started blowing him, jerking him off at the same time she slurped on his stick. He rammed his cock in and out of her mouth, making a popping sound each time he pulled it out. The other boys gathered around to watch the show, smoking cigarettes drinking wine, and deciding who was going to have her next.
Jack put both of his hands around the back of her head and then pulled her face closer so he could plunge into her mouth even further. "Mnnn, mnnn, mnnn," she said, each time moaning louder as his cock slid across her tongue.
The red-headed kid couldn't wait any longer. He got behind her and started feeling her tits, squeezing her huge jugs. Her tits were so big that his hands weren't large enough to hold them completely.
Then he stepped out of his bathing suit and made her put her hands on his cock. She jerked him off while she blew Jack. I was getting turned on watching all this, and I kind of hoped that I would get the same attention later on. But I was scared, too. These teenage boys looked pretty rough and I knew I would have to do anything they said.
"Ohhhh," Jack said, and then stood on the balls of his feet. Donna's cheeks bulged as he buried his cock in her mouth, and then started ramming her as fast as he could.
"Mnnn, mnnn, mnnn," Donna moaned as he shot off in her mouth. White gobs of cum poured down her chin as he fucked her lips, exploding into her mouth. It came dripping down onto her tits and still Jack was coming in her. Then he laughed and pulled out.
Donna's lips were covered with his cum. As soon as Jack pulled his cock out of her mouth, the redhead took his place and inserted his hard prick between her lips. In just a few slurps he was ready to cum. Donna drew her head back and pumped his cock with her hand. His cock was a few inches from her face as it spurted a jet of cum into the air, sailing right into Donna's mouth, squirt after squirt. Then he pushed closer to her and rubbed his dribbling cock all over her mouth and her lips, spitting fluid onto her tits.
"Ohhhh," Donna said and then lay back on the grass. The wine was getting to her now and she closed her eyes. But she still had three more boys to take care of, and there was no way they were going to let her fall asleep now.
"Not yet, Donna," one of the boys said. He was the tallest one there. He was kind of thin, but his body was nice, real muscular. He had curly brown hair and tried to wear a mustache. I'd seen him around school before and always thought of him just as a nice kid. But he was obviously a man. When he stepped out of his swim trunks his huge cock dangled in the air. It was the biggest cock I'd ever seen, except maybe for one I'd seen in a porno movie that an old boy friend took me to. It was hard and red, and some drops were already on the tip of it. He sat down between Donna's legs and then lifted her thighs over his, spreading her legs far apart as he touched her cunt with the tip of his prick. She moaned really loud now from the pleasure. There was no way she would go to sleep now. Not with that big hard cock working on her. He grabbed hold of her hips and then slid it into her pussy, fucking her just by moving her hips back and forth.
"Oh, it's so big!" she said. "That's it, fuck me with that big cock, fuck my cunt, ohhh, that's it." She would have said more but one of the other boys, a kid named Ted, pulled his cock out his bathing suit and then sat near her face. He lifted her head and pulled her lips onto his cock. Then he fucked her mouth, rocking her head back and forth. Watching all this was too much for the last boy. He couldn't wait to get a blowjob from her. He pulled down his trunks and then sat on her chest, fucking her tits with his cock. Donna grabbed his prick with her right hand and led it from tit to tit, jerking it off. She held onto Ted's cock with her other hand as she sucked him off. And then while doing all this, she pushed her hips against the tallest boy who was fucking her pussy.
The guy in the middle was a real heavy kid and I wondered how Donna could take all his weight as he sat on her stomach. But then I realized the weight of his cock on her jugs was all that mattered.
She was taking on all three of them at the same time. One in her pussy, one tit fucking her, and one fucking her mouth.
Sensing that the heavy kid was going to come, Donna started beating his meat furiously. This got Ted really worked up, watching her mouth slurp on his cock, and her hand beating off the other guy. He grabbed her head and held it against his balls and then shot his load. His cum burst into her mouth, dribbled down her cheeks and then dripped onto the ground.
Right after that the guy fucking her tits squirted all over her chest, spitting silver liquid onto her jugs and fucking the deep valley between her breasts. She was going crazy, feeling all that cum splashing into her and on her, and she bucked her hips up and down, coming all over the place, riding the cock in her pussy. The tall boy lifted her hips and jammed her, slapping his flesh against hers faster and faster into her juicy pussy, until he stiffened and then came in her, gush after gush, holding onto her ass with his hands so he could pour every drop into her.
Then the boys all stood away from her.
Donna lay in the grass, her body covered with cum. Her tits, her face, and her legs were coated with sticky fluid. She closed her eyes and passed out, one well fucked high school chick.
I started to slip away back into the woods, knowing that my turn would be coming next. As soon as the boys could get it up again I knew they would come looking for me, ready to blackmail me into going down on them. I wanted to put it off as long as possible, half-scared and half-eager. I went back to the main picnic area.
It was a complete change when I returned. The rest of the kids were roasting hot dogs, swimming, and playing beach games. And back in the woods lay Donna, covered with the cum of five teenaged boys, drunk out of her mind.
One of the guys gave me a hot dog and some punch and I sat talking with Mr. Redding. His wife was sitting in a beach chair right next to him, and I noticed she was a good-looking woman. About thirty-five or so, short blonde hair, and very Swedish. She had a beautiful complexion, well tanned. I had to wonder why Mr. Redding had such a roving eye for the ladies.
"Well, Miss Collins, aren't you going to go swimming with the rest of us?" Redding said. He was eager to see me in a bikini. It was written all over his face. His wife looked at me curiously, sizing me up. Her eyes lingered at my tits and I could see a sparkle of jealousy.
I looked over Redding's body without being too obvious about it, just glancing at him every now and then. He was built really solid, and I couldn't help noticing the good-sized bulge in his black swim suit.
I decided that I might as well go swimming. It was getting hot and I figured it would be a good way to cool off.
I started walking to the bathhouse so I could change into my suit. To get there I had to walk through a dense path covered with brush and a lot of small trees. As I was walking I heard footsteps behind me. I turned and saw that Jack was folio wing me.
I kept walking but he picked up his pace and was right beside me. "Hello, Miss Collins," he said. "I'm glad to see that you made it."
I didn't say anything.
"Oh, are you mad at me?" he said. "Don't be mad, Miss Collins. We're only here to have fun." He stuck his hand down the back of my hot pants and felt up my ass. "We're going to have lots of fun later on, aren't we, Miss Collins?" He rubbed his finger in the crack of my ass. I stopped walking and looked around to see if anybody from the beach could see us.
"Yeah, Miss Collins, we're going to have lots of fun later on. Unless of course you want me to show those cute pictures of you to the school board. Are we going to have fun later?"
"Yes, Jack," I said. "Well have fun." There was nothing else I could do.
"Good," he said. Then he took hold of my halter top and lifted it over my tits. I stood there, not knowing what to do. "Mnnn," he said. "Nice." Then he put the halter back in place and walked away. I could hear him laughing as he disappeared into the woods.
I went inside the wooden cabin and changed into my bikini. It barely covered my tits because I'd bought it a couple sizes too small. I always buy clothes too small so my body stands out. That way I've got the bait to attract any guy I wanted.
But today I wasn't going to have a chance. I was already taken. By a group of teenaged blackmailers. I went back to the beach, thinking about what they were going to do to me. Redding waved me over to join him and his wife.
As soon as I sat down on the sand Redding wasted no time. He leaned over in his chair and made small talk, using that as an excuse to look down my bikini top at my tits. I noticed that the bulge in his bathing suit was getting bigger the more he talked. He looked like he was getting ready to tear my clothes right off me. But the principal didn't have anything on me so he wasn't going to get a taste of me. Let him suffer, I thought. I've already got enough cocks to handle. At least five teenaged boys were going to get a piece of my ass before the day was through.
"Why don't we all go for a swim?" Redding said. His eyes were roving all over the beach, checking out all the hot young teeny-boppers in their skimpy suits.
His wife got up and led the way. The three of us ran into the water and then swam out a good ways until we came to the dock in the middle of the lake. The water was so cold that I got goose bumps all over my body. And my nipples were poking right through the thin red knit of my bikini top. Redding made a big show of diving off the dock, showing off his skills. I spent my time sunning myself on the wet wooden planks and just watching the two of them swim.
There was a small rubber raft right next to the dock. Since I was already dry from the sun, I tried to climb onto it without getting wet. It took me a couple of minutes but finally I was able to manage it.
Then I knew that I made a mistake. Redding's head bobbed up from the water and he had a mischievous look in his eyes. He was going to tip over the raft, still a schoolboy at heart. I paddled my arms in the water, trying to get away from him. His head went back under the water and a second later I felt a bump on the bottom of the raft. Then suddenly the raft tilted sideways and he lifted it clear out of the water. I went tumbling into the water and went down about six feet.
Then I felt somebody helping me up. Or at least making believe that he was helping me. Two strong hands came from behind me and fastened onto my chest. We were still under the water. Redding took advantage of it in every way. His hands squeezed my tits, rubbing them up and down real fast, clutching onto them so hard that it hurt. Finally we broke surface and we were both treading water. I gave Redding a dirty look. It didn't faze him. He acted as if it were an accident that he had touched my tits when he helped me up. His wife was swimming on the other side of the raft so she couldn't see anything that was going on. When I tried to climb back up on the raft, furious at being wet, Redding decided to help me out again. As I climbed up he gave me a helping hand. The helping hand was planted firmly on my ass and he was feeling me up like crazy, squeezing my asscheeks as hard as he could.
Things were back to normal for a few minutes. Then his wife got tired of swimming and said she was going back to shore. She swam away and that left me alone with the principal. No one else was in the water except for us. All the kids who had been swimming were now out on the beach.
I paddled away from him and floated on the other side of the dock, hoping that he would start to behave. But I just hoped wrong. As soon as his wife was out of sight he swam around the dock and then came splashing up in front of me. He rested his arms on the front of the raft and then peered down my bikini top. "Enjoying the picnic?" he said.
"Sort of," I said, and closed my eyes, letting him know that I wasn't interested. But that didn't matter to him. I felt a hand on my ass, sliding up and down, and then swimming all over the back of my thighs. "Mr. Redding! You should be ashamed of yourself." My words sounded foolish, and he still kept his hand on my ass. "What about your wife?"
He slid his hand between my legs and then rubbed my wet cunt. "Stop it," I said. "Stop it right now." He tipped over the raft again and I spilled into the water. He tore off my bikini top and pressed me against the dock. Then he started sucking on my tits. My huge jugs bobbed up and down on top of the water as he fastened his lips around my nipples. I tried to get away but his strong arms pinned me against the floating dock. "Stop!" I said. "I'll report you, Mr. Redding!"
"You want it, bitch, and you know it." He moved closer to me and pressed his cock against my pussy, grinding me beneath the water. Then he released me for a second and I started to swim away from him. He caught me and I found out why he had broken his grasp on me. He'd pulled down his bathing suit and his stiff cock was pressing against the bikini bottom and was sliding between the cracks of my ass.
"I'm going to fuck you right now, Miss Sandra Collins. Ever since I hired you I've been watching you shake that tail of yours, and now you're going to get it." He pushed me against the dock so I was facing it, and then he pulled down my bikini bottom, poking my ass with his prick. I was being raped by my high school principal, and there was no way I could escape him.
Then I heard a voice, a girl's voice. One of the students was swimming out to the dock. "Damn it!" Redding said, and let me go. "I'll have another chance at you yet, Sandra. And don't mention this to anybody, understand?" I put my bathing suit back on and swam away, leaving him floating in the water with his hard-on.
I was free from him. Free and scared. He was after my ass and he was the type of guy who wouldn't quit until he had it.
I was halfway to the shore when I realized that my troubles were just beginning. In the distance I could see a long canoe heading my way. It was filled with the teenaged boys, and now it was going to be my turn. I kept swimming but the canoe glided up to me in no time.
"Want to go for a ride, Miss Collins?" Jack said from the head of the canoe. I treaded water and the canoe pulled up alongside of me. One of the boys helped me into the boat. All the boys were laughing as they paddled towards the island at the other end of the lake. To the people on the shore it looked very innocent, like the boys were just going to show me around the lake. But I knew they going to show me around the lake. But I knew they were going to show me their cocks and I was going to have to take care of each one of them. Only now it wasn't five boys. It was six. David Waters was in the boat. He was sitting right behind me.
"Hello, Sandra," he said.
"David, I hope you know what you're getting into."
He laughed. "Oh, I know what I'm getting into all right. I'm getting into you. Ever since you took those pictures Karen won't even see me anymore. She's fucking Sam Edmonds every day, and during school he makes her give him a blowjob after class. All because of you."
I decided it would be best to stay quiet, and not risk getting him mad at me. But at least I knew one thing. David was behind everything. He got his friends to blackmail me after I took all those pictures of him and Karen. I would fix him the first chance I got.
But that would be a long way off, I thought. Because right now I had to take care of all the teenagers. They beached the canoe on the side of the island furthest away from the picnic area so no one could see what was going on.
"We're going to play a little fun game," David said when we all walked onto the shore. "It goes like this. We give you a five minute head start and you go and hide. Then we come after you. Then ... " he let his words trail off into laughter. "It's just like hide-and-seek. Only when we find you, we fuck you. Start running."
I ran into the woods. The teenagers all stayed there on the shore, laughing and drinking the beer that they brought with them.
In a few minutes I was in the middle of the woods. I decided to hide in the middle of a clump of trees and hope that no one would see me.
I was breathing so hard that I thought I could be heard for miles around. Then, in a couple of minutes I saw the red-headed kid. He was walking right past me, looking all over. But he didn't see me and kept on walking. I guessed what the boys were doing. They'd split up so they'd have more luck finding me.
In a few more minutes I heard the crunch of branches on the forest floor. It was getting closer by the second. I looked behind me and saw David Waters looking right at me.
"You lose," he said and came running after me.
I ran from my hiding place and dashed across the grass floor. But David was gaining on me every step of the way. Soon I could hear him right behind me, grabbing for my bikini, brushing my back with his hands. Then he tackled me. We both fell heavily to the ground. I managed to get up first but his hands were wrapped around my hips. As I ran away he pulled off my bikini bottoms. I ran through the woods naked except for my bikini top.
And David Waters was right behind me, carrying the bottom of my suit in his hands as if it were a trophy. After running for a few more minutes I was too tired to go on and I started slowing down. He grabbed my shoulders from behind and pushed me to the ground. He untied the top and my huge tits were brushing against the ground.
Right away he tore off his swim suit and climbed on top of me, shoving his hard cock between the crack of my ass. He lifted my hips so my ass was poking straight up in the air. Then he plunged his cock between my legs and grabbed my tits.
In a second he slid his prick into my cunt and fucked me very roughly, jerking my whole body forward with every stroke. As he fucked me I heard more noise in the woods. Then the red-headed kid came running into the clearing. He yelled out loud, whooping for joy, and sat in front of me, yanking his cock out of his bathing suit.
"Suck it!" he said, and he forced my head onto his cock. I blew him and jerked him while David fucked me from the rear.
Every time David slid it into me, my face was shoved further into the redhead's lap, so hard that his cock was throbbing all the way down my throat. I could hardly breathe as my cheeks bulged out, and I started gagging. Still the boy in front of me rammed his hard cock across my tongue, fucking my lips and my mouth.
Then David lifted my hips even higher. It felt like his cock was tearing me apart as he thrust it in deeper and deeper until he was spitting his cum into me, shot after shot. He put his hands on my hips and just rammed them back and forth so my cunt was slapping steadily onto his prick, spurting and throbbing.
A gush of bitter cum flowed into my mouth, hot spurt after spurt, dribbling down my throat and sliding out the corners of my mouth. The boy took hold of my head and pushed it all the way down so his rigid dick was completely inside my mouth. When his cock was drained, he pulled it out of my mouth.
The two boys started laughing. I stood up and ran away, knowing there were still four more kids on the island who wanted a piece of ass.
I ran blindly through the thick woods for what seemed like hours. Then, as I was about to stop and rest, I heard someone shout, "There she is!" I recognized the voice as Jack Fulton's. He was standing there about twenty yards away from me, pointing right at me. With him were two other boys.
I started running again, bouncing my tits up and down, moving my legs as fast as I could. And I ran smack into the arms of the last boy, the tallest of them. He picked me up clear off the ground, pressing my tits against his chest. "I got her," he said. The three other boys came running up to me.
Jack was the first one out of his swimming suit. He sat down on the grass with his prick sticking straight up in the air. Then the other boys took off their suits. I was surrounded by four teenagers, each with a hard cock ready for action.
And so was I. Just the sight of all those cocks got me horny as hell. I'd already been fucked by David, but not long enough so I could come. Here was my chance now. I walked over to Jack and then slowly sat down on his lap with my back facing him. Spreading my legs apart, I sank down onto his cock. I was so wet that it slid right into me. Right away I started hopping up and down on his cock, rolling my hips all over the place.
At first the other boys were happy just to watch me sitting on Jack's cock. But when I started feeling up my huge tits, it really got to them. The tall boy walked right up to me and pointed his cock at my face. I opened my mouth and closed my lips around the tip of it. He slid it in as far as it could go. But it was so big I couldn't swallow it all. He rammed as much of it as he could into my mouth and started jerking off the rest of it.
As he fucked my mouth and Jack fucked my cunt, the other boys decided to get in on the action. Ted stood on one side of me, and the heavy kid on the other side. I reached out and grabbed their cocks, jerking them off.
Jack plunged his cock into my pussy harder and harder. As I wiggled on it, my face bobbed up and down, shaking all over the cock in my mouth. The two boys I was jerking off moved closer to me and their stiff red pricks were pointed right near my face.
Then I was carried away by the cock inside my pussy and I tightened my cunt around it, letting my oils flow all over it, moving my hips as fast as I could. The increased pressure on his cock made him start to spout and jets of warm cum gushed into my cunt. Then the cock in my mouth suddenly stiffened and squirted load after load down my throat. I picked up the pace and jerked off the two boys as fast as I could. First Ted came all over my face and my tits and then his cum started dribbling all over my closed first. Then the heavy kid shot his load, shooting a spray of white cum onto my tits.
Cum dripped out of my mouth from the plunging cock in there and soon my whole body was sticky with it. I was getting so many thrills from all four boys that I wanted it to last forever. But one by one their cocks started to droop until they were all soft and shot out.
They moved away from me and we all looked at each other, not knowing what to say. But one thing I knew, I liked it. I even looked forward to another round with the teenagers but I would rather have it on my terms. Somehow I would get the goods on these boys, too, and then I would be in control.
In a couple of minutes David and the other boy joined us. David was carrying my bikini. He smiled as he handed it to me.
I slipped my tits back into the top and then climbed into the bottom. The boys all got dressed then and we headed back to the canoe.
My cunt was still throbbing with pleasure as we rode back to the main picnic area. I was so worn out that all I wanted to do was sleep.
But it wasn't going to happen that easily. As soon as I lay on the beach, Redding came over to me and said, "Miss Collins, I'm afraid I have to ask another favor from you ... you see, there's the last dance of the year tonight at the school and we need someone to chaperon."
I knew what his game was. He was going to keep sticking me with all the rough jobs until I was ready to come around. And I mean come. But I agreed to do it. I really had no choice.
CHAPTER EIGHT
After driving home from the picnic I only had a couple of hours left to get ready for the dance. I used the time to take a shower, grab a quick supper and then relax for a while reading the paper. Never had I thought the life of a high school teacher could be so complicated. Especially when it came to taking care of my students. I knew that a good teacher had a friendly relationship with her students, but as far as I knew, I was the only teacher who had to have sex with them. I laughed, telling myself it was all part of the job.
The dance started in the auditorium at eight. I got there at seven-thirty and found out there was only one other chaperon, a young teacher named Dolores. She was friendly, but I knew she was completely out of her element. She knew how to handle the kids as well as I did. Poorly. Very poorly. Somehow the two of us were supposed to handle over ISO crazy kids.
When the rock band started playing up on the stage, the auditorium filled with the kids right away. But most of the boys stayed on one side and the girls on the other. I was hoping it would stay like this all night, but in about half an hour all the kids started mixing it up on the dance floor. The girls were dressed in their sex armor-short thin skirts to their mid-thighs and tight halter tops whispering of their bountiful young breasts, waiting for action, waiting to be touched, waiting for young teenaged cock.
And the boys were eager to ask them for wild dances to the dark electric music that boomed from the stage, then danced in sexual invitations, bumping, shaking, jumping all over the floor. Teenaged boys waking up to the fact that now was their chance to find out what it was like to touch soft young women.
The auditorium was dark except for strobe lights that flashed on the band, illuminating them as they assaulted their guitars, their drums, their machines, grinding out acid songs one after the other.
I could hardly see and here I was supposed to make sure that there wasn't any heavy necking or petting going on. But the bleachers were full of couples huddled together, arms wrapped around each other, their young bodies waiting to be lit by sex.
Dolores took one side of the dance floor and I took the other, trying to keep the kids apart. Instinctively I drifted over to the corner, near the front of the auditorium. It was completely dark and all I could see was the vague outline of a guy and a girl dancing. It was the first slow song of the night and they were dancing so close that it seemed like they were one person.
I walked over to them. The closer I got the more I could make out their features. The girl was a cheerleader I'd seen around the school all the time. She had long black hair that was shagged and beautiful. And all the time I saw her she wore her letter sweater. White with a red letter on the back. Tonight was no exception. She was dancing with one of the baseball stars on the varsity team, a husky, good-looking kid. She was pressing her full chest against him.
As I walked behind her I saw quite a sight. His hands were burrowed under her short skirt, raising it above her ass. His fingers were clamped right onto her red satin panties, sliding up and down her ass. And she was grinding against him, rubbing her cunt all over his cock.
I walked up to her, tapped her on the shoulder, and said, "Save it for later, honey. This is a dance, not a fuck session."
She was shocked at my language and she blushed. The guy took his hands off her ass but as soon as I walked away, and looked back, I could see his hands feeling her ass again.
It was useless to try and keep order, I thought. Me and another teacher against a whole auditorium full of horny teenagers. But I kept making the rounds, patrolling my side of the dance floor.
After about ten more minutes my feet were tired so I climbed up to the top of the bleachers, sitting on the top row so I could see the whole dance floor. There were a few couples who moved away from me, but most of the guys and girls stayed put, watching the kids dancing and trying to cop feels from their dates.
Then I heard someone moaning during one of the band's brief pauses. The moans sounded as if they were coming from under the bleachers. But I couldn't see anything because the bleachers were solid. But I sure could hear the moans of a girl.
I decided to check it out and walked down to the dance floor, then around to the edge of the bleachers, the only point where entry was possible. The sounds were louder here, and then as I walked under the bleachers I suddenly came to a dead stop. I saw one of the girls in my class fooling around with a boy I hadn't seen before. He was probably from another school.
The girl's name was Marsha, a cute young blonde in the first blossoming of youth. Her breasts were really starting to develop and her legs were taking a full woman's shape. And both she and her boy friend were taking advantage of each other.
Marsha had lifted her short skirt up above her hips and her panties were rolled down to her ankles, stretched apart as far as her legs would allow. Her hands supported her on the wall as she bent over as far as possible. Standing behind her was the boy, his pants rolled down to his hips, poking at her ass with his hard cock, then sliding it between her legs and into her cunt. As he fucked her she rocked back and forth against the wall, swiveling her hips so they took in his plunging cock. Neither one of them heard me as I approached them.
Marsha's eyes were closed and she was rolling her tongue around her lips, saying, "Uhhh, uhhh, that's it, uhhh ... " His bare ass was shaking a mile a minute as he slid it in, slid it out. "Oooh, ooooh, yeah, ohhhh," she said and then shook her tail as fast as she could, having an orgasm right on his stiff cock, right in front of me. The boy looked over and saw me but he couldn't stop. He was just about to shoot his load. He watched me and kept fucking her, clamping his hands onto her naked hips, and pronging her with his dick. He made a weird sound then plunged forward, practically lifting her hips off the ground. In a minute, after a few more strokes, he pulled his dripping cock out of her cunt and then slowly pulled his pants back up.
I didn't know what to say. I was too late. They'd already fucked and there wasn't anything I could do about it.
"I give up," I said, and just walked away, letting the two of them get their breath back as they dressed.
When I came back out on the dance floor the band was taking a break and all the kids went into the cafeteria just outside the auditorium, loading up on pizza and soda. Well, not all the kids went in there. At least half of them went out in back of the school near the grandstand to drink and smoke.
Dolores and I flipped a coin to see who would go outside and watch the kids. I lost. It was cool at first. For a while the kids just talked with each other, lighting up their cigarettes and drinking from a bottle of whiskey. And I got along with the kids okay.
Then I could hear the band starting up again and the kids went racing back inside the school. A good portion of them anyway. But I noticed several couples sneaking off towards the grandstand and the playing field.
Naturally I followed them, hoping to keep everybody out of trouble. The police patrolled the high school whenever there was a dance and it wouldn't look too good if they came around and found some of the kids going at it in the field.
I walked around the field trying to make sure everything was under control. In less than five minutes I must have surprised five couples making out. But there really wasn't anything wrong with that. In fact, compared with Marsha and her boy friend, it was all rather innocent. So I told the kids to break it up. They just moved away from me, found another place, and then started up all over again.
I was walking through the grandstand, thinking that it was time to go back inside and help Dolores in there when I heard stealthy footsteps somewhere above me. I stopped walking and I heard low whispers. The sound was coming from the press box on the top of the grandstand. Two shadows slipped into the box.
On tiptoe I moved up a few rows and then walked over silently until I could look in. It was the cheerleader and her boy friend from the baseball team. They were out here for some moonlight athletics.
Instead of breaking them up I just peeked into the booth, hoping they wouldn't see me. Right away the girl slid out of her skirt and there she was in her red panties, transparent and glowing from the moonlight. She had a perfectly shaped ass. The boy was sitting down on the bench, just watching her take off her clothes. She giggled and then pulled her letter sweater up over her shoulders, thrusting her braless tits outward as she did so.
I was surprised that the boy was just sitting there. Not even moving an inch�well, maybe just the six inches in his jeans that must have hardened from watching the cheerleader. I really couldn't figure it out. The girl was rippling her bare tits in front of him and rolling her hips at him in slow suggestive strokes. And he wasn't doing anything.
Then I finally caught on. The girl was doing a private performance for him, doing one of her cheers for him. Only this time she looked a lot more exciting than anything she ever did on the playing field.
She slid the white sweater back down over her tits. Then she turned around and bent way over, shaking her ass in front of his face. Next she did a split, stretching her legs far apart until her cunt was almost touching the floor, and her shapely thighs were pointed in opposite directions.
Still the boy didn't even move. He must have been crazy. By now any normal guy would have had his cock in hand, ready to dip it into her.
Her face turned as she looked over her shoulder. Her tongue traced a slippery circle around her lips. Then she peeled off the sweater and turned the upper part of her body towards him. This made her good-sized jugs bob in the air. Naked except for her panties, she got up from the floor and walked over to him.
Right in front of his face she poked her tits, holding one with each hand and then shaking them. Instead of pom-poms, she was using her tits. As she moved back and forth her breasts were briefly covered by shadows and then suddenly they would reappear in the moonlight, glowing and ripe.
Finally the kid was starting to react. He reached out for her and pulled her by the hips, bringing her bouncing tits to his lips, then sucking on them with loud wet kisses. Then she stuck her fingers into her panties and rolled them down her white creamy thighs, then down to her ankles, and then she kicked them away with her feet.
"Give me a c ... " she whispered, and her face was eager beneath her dark hair. Her lips pursed as she spoke. "Give me an o ... " she said, sinking down to her knees. She put her hands on his thighs and slid them up towards his crotch. "Give me another c ... " She was laughing now. By the time she finished her cheer her hands were rubbing his cock through his pants. "Give me a k ... give me a cock!"
She unzipped his pants and pulled on his stiff prick, her eyes widening as it grew in her hands. "Give me a ... " she said and then sucked on it, burying her face in his lap. He brushed her long black hair out of the way so she could blow him with no interference.
By now I had no idea of stopping them, getting so turned on by her naked cheer leading that I wanted to take her place and go after the boy's cock.
"Suck it," he said, and moaned. "Yeah, suck it like that. Don't stop, baby. Don't stop."
She had no choice. He was holding her lips onto his cock so tight as he fucked her mouth that she couldn't move. Crouched over him, sucking and slurping on his stick, she started moving her ass back and forth. I knew the feeling. She wanted to have a hard cock in her pussy, ramming away.
After a few minutes he was tired of the way she was licking his cock. He pushed her away just long enough so he could slide his pants down to his knees. Then, still sitting on the bench, he turned her around and made her sit down on his cock. She sighed as his shaft slid into her. His hands cupped her breasts and pulled at her hard nipples, bouncing her up and down on his knees.
The slapping sounds of cunt on cock really got to me, but there was nothing I could do except stare in fascination as they went at it. He lifted her up and down with his hands and her soft tits jiggled with every movement. She put her hands behind her and grabbed his thighs, pulling herself down so his cock penetrated her deeper.
"Ooooh ... ooooh ... " she moaned and then started moving so fast I couldn't believe it, bouncing and hopping on his cock, moaning and coming, and groaning. She emitted soft pleasure grunts as he belted it into her. Suddenly he clasped her so tight she couldn't move, groaned, and then spurted right into her, saying, "Ah, ah, ah, ahhh!" and fucking her with everything he had.
The party was over. He held her on his lap, and they both slowed down their breathing, his cock still impaled in her.
I sneaked away and walked down the steps and over the field until I was back at the school. I had to do something about the wet, warm feeling between my legs.
I found a phone booth and called Sam Edmond's number. There was no answer. He was probably out on the town chasing after young tail.
I couldn't wait. I found Dolores and told her I was suddenly sick and had to leave. She was still trying to argue with me when I left. There was still an hour before the dance ended, but I didn't have time to worry about how she was going to take care of all the kids. I had something more important on my mind. My wet cunt.
I hopped in my car and raced all the way home with only one thought in mind. As soon as I got into my apartment I lay down on the couch and lifted up my skirt and rolled my panties down to my knees. I slid the vibrator into my cunt, turned it, twisted it, and rode off into an electric cunt fucking session, feeling up my tits with my other hand until I came.
I rested, had a cigarette, and then plunged the dildo in again, and again, and again, for the rest of the night. By the time I was through and fell into a satisfied sleep, I must have worn out the batteries.
CHAPTER NINE
Sex is funny with me. I mean the desire for it comes and goes. Sometimes I want it all the time, and then at other times I can go without it.
Especially after a workout like I had at the picnic and then at the dance, and then back at my apartment. I mean I came enough times to last a normal chick for months.
So I spent the following week hardly even thinking about sex, just teaching my classes and playing it cool with the boys, hoping they wouldn't try and use their blackmail on me again. At least not until I was ready for it.
I was nice to David Waters, and Jack Fulton, going out of my way to be easy on them in class so they wouldn't get any ideas about me and just let me rest up for a while.
But I made one mistake. I went and told the whole story to Sam Edmonds, explaining how I was blackmailed again. I figured he would help me out just like he did last time.
He was sitting in his apartment, drinking a glass of wine as usual, when I stopped in to see him.
"But Sandra," he said. "It's not going to work twice. I mean we were lucky the first time. How am I going to take pictures of all of these guys? They're going to be careful about it."
I wanted him to help me out so bad that I was ready to do anything for him. There wasn't anyone else I could think of who would help me. Without saying anything I went over and sat on his lap, right on his cock, and moved around.
But that didn't work at all. He pushed me away.
"Sam! What's going on? Don't you care about me anymore?"
"I do, Sandra. But you've got to learn, I mean you can't come running to me every time you got troubles ... "
There was something really strange about the way he acted towards me. After everything I did for him, it just wasn't right to put me off like this.
As I was grumbling, the doorbell rang. And then I knew why he didn't care about me anymore. When he opened up the door Karen was there, smiling. She wore a tight black sweater and really tight jeans. As she moved across the floor I saw that she was braless. And I saw that she was familiar with the apartment as she casually made her way to Sam's liquor cabinet. It was obvious that she was no longer David Waters' girl friend. She had an older man now. Her teacher.
Sam went over to her and put his arm around her waist, then kissed her on the neck. So that was the story, I thought. Now that he had a teenaged chick to fuck whenever he wanted he just didn't need me.
I left the apartment mad as hell, writing Sam Edmonds off my list permanently. I would have to find someone else for my sex kicks. But who? It was such a small town that there were hardly any available men around.
And then I knew the answer. I would stick with the teenaged boys. There was something nice about turning them on with my body, sucking off their young cocks, and teaching them how to fuck. But it had to be on my terms. I would wait until the chance came and then I would think of something so I would be in control again.
* * *
My chance came at the end of the week. Friday afternoon, just after lunch, Jack Fulton came up to my desk again. He seemed to be the natural leader of the gang, bold enough to take advantage of me.
"Miss Collins?" he said, polite as usual.
"Yes?"
"Would you like to go to the drive-in tonight?"
I looked at his eyes and then let my gaze drift down his body and linger at his cock. I knew what he was up to.
"Drive-in? What's playing? As if it matters," I said.
"Well, me and some of the guys want to go to the X-rated drive-in up in Shalridge County."
That was at least ten miles away. But I knew why the boys wanted to go. It was the only drive-in around that showed X-rated movies. I smirked at him but was really getting off on the idea. I've always liked fucking at drive-ins. Ever since I was sixteen. Things haven't changed, I thought. Here I was in my twenties and I was going to the drive-in with a bunch of teenaged boys.
"We thought you'd like to come, Miss Collins. Of course you don't have a choice, but it'll be fun."
"I'll bet," I said, and then gave him my address. He said they'd pick me up at eight o'clock. I agreed and acted really nervous. But actually I was looking forward to it. Here was my chance to get even.
Before I went home from school I stopped off at the electronics shop where all the vocational students learned how to handle all this ultra-expensive equipment. Fortunately the school budget was big enough to buy all the latest products. I checked out a miniature cassette recorder. It was small enough to fit inside my purse.
Back at my apartment I decided to make it harder for the boys. Usually when I went to the drive-in I didn't wear panties, and I always wore a short skirt so there wouldn't be any trouble getting down to it. But tonight I was going to make things difficult. I wore light pink panties, and then poured myself into a pair of tight, faded blue jeans. Just so the boys would have to work on me a bit. And I wore a bra so I could feel the thrill when they took it off me and let my tits just hang out for everyone to see. Over the bra I slipped a light violet stretch top, leaving my midriff bare.
I was ready for them when an old blue van pulled up in front of the house. It was Jack Fulton's custom van. We were going in style. I ran out to the van after making sure the recorder was turned on. Then I hopped into the side door and let things happen.
It was cool all the way to the drive-in. The stereo tape player was belting out rock music and the boys were drinking their beers one after the other. It was the same crew that had me at the school picnic. Only tonight I was going to have them.
I sat in the middle of the full-length mattress in the back of the van, surrounded by the boys. David Waters was staring at me all the way. He already had a hard-on poking through his jeans.
When we got to the admission booth the attendant nearly flipped out. He stuck his head inside the van to see how many were inside. His eyes popped out of his head when he saw me. One girl with six guys at an X-rated drive-in was too much for him. He laughed, took the money, and said, "Have fun." I could see his mind working as he was imagining what was going to happen inside his van. And he was probably right. This was going to be quite a night.
Jack drove the van all the way back to the last row. Then he parked it backwards so we could all look out the rear window. David handed me a beer. It was still cold and I was happy to drink it down fast, just so I would get into the mood.
They were all laughing and drinking beer and then when the action started on the screen everyone shut up. We were all entranced by the brilliant-colored skin up on the screen. In less than one minute the movie was into the first blowjob.
The movie was about a topless dancer. As a dyed blonde with amazon tits shook her body up on a dim stage, one of the waitresses, dressed in a filmy black gown, sat at a table where a young long-haired guy was sitting. She gave him a drink and he gave, her a lot of bills. She slid down her chair and whipped out his cock, and sucked him off right there in the bar, bobbing her head on his silvery wet cock.
I was lying on the bed, level with the window, watching the blowjob when a lot more interesting things started happening right inside the van. A heavy guy crawled down on top of me, pressing my stomach into the mattress. It was Jack, grinding his cock against my ass, fucking me through my jeans. His stiff prick was nestled right between the crack of my ass, sliding back and forth.
Sitting on my left, was David Waters. "Get up on your elbows." I leaned up on my elbows. Without waiting another second he grabbed my left tit and started feeling me up. Then the boy on the other side, the redhead, felt up my other tit. As Jack fucked me on top, the two of them squeezed and pulled at my tits, pulling them in different directions. My nipples were so hard that they poked right through my bra and my top, sticking right out at the touch of their hands.
For a second Jack got off me. But only to grab hold of my ankles and slide me back towards the middle of the van.
"Boys, please stop," I said. "Jack, don't."
He laughed. I kept pleading, saying I didn't want to do anything, naming them one by one, getting their voices on the tape recorder. "I'm not going to do anything," I said.
"You'll do anything we want you to," Jack said, and pulled me down further. Now I was away from the window. I heard one of the boys climbing towards the window. I groaned when I recognized who it was�the tall kid with the super-long cock. He sat down right in front of me. He tore open his pants, unzipping them in a flash, and then held his gigantic cock in front of my face, touching my lips with it. "Suck me off," he said. "Lick my dick, teacher."
As soon as I opened my lips he plunged it into my mouth and started fucking my throat, making my cheeks bulge out from the size of it. I could hardly breathe, but I sucked him off as good as I could, hoping to get it over with fast. Then I felt strong hands tearing at my jeans, popping the button and then pulling them down my legs. Jack dug his hands into my panties and peeled them down my ass, rolling them all the way down to my ankles where my jeans were all bunched up.
"Mnnn," he said. "Look at that ass!" He did more than look. First he squeezed my cheeks with his hands and then I felt him hovering above me, dropping his stiff prick right between my cheeks, sliding it back and forth. Then David tore off my halter top while the other kid ripped off my bra, really tearing the material. They tugged on my bare tits while the tall guy's cock popped in and out of my mouth. Four guys at once were working on me, and there were still two guys at the front of the van waiting their turn.
I wrapped both of my hands around the cock in my mouth and jerked off the part that wouldn't fit, closing my lips around his pecker, swallowing it as Jack fucked my ass and pushed me forward.
David and the redhead both had their cocks out now and they pressed them right against my tits, holding my jugs still with their hands so they could fuck them with their cocks. I could feel their stiff pricks pressing into my soft tits, spitting fluid onto my nipples.
Two strong hands grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down further onto the cock I was sucking, lifting my head up with each stroke. All the boys were moaning and laughing as they fucked me, pinching my flesh and feeling me up all over.
Then I felt a really strong surge from the throbbing cock behind me, and a spurting warm river of cum splashed onto my ass, flying all the way up to my back, gush after gush. My ass felt sticky and warm, but he didn't stop fucking it, ramming it slide after slide, spitting cum onto me with each stroke.
I wiggled my ass on his cock, loving the feel of every swimming hot drop. While I was getting off on this, the giant cock in my mouth burst and flooded my throat with a load of semen, spilling into me so hard I couldn't breathe. He lifted my face up so he could slosh his prick in and out of my lips, spraying my chin with quick dribbles of white, silky cum. Jack was still fucking my ass even though he was getting soft.
Now that the cock in my mouth was starting to droop, I wrapped my hands around the cocks of David and the redhead as they tit-fucked me.
Squishing sounds came from my left and David poked his prick against my nipple, pressing it in as far as he could. Then he squirted it all over me, stream after stream of cum hitting my nipple and spreading all over my breasts, dripping down onto the sheets. He was still fucking my tit when the redhead turned my face towards him just as he shot his load, trying to shove his cock in my mouth, but it was too late. I opened my mouth wide and some spurts landed there, but most of it splattered against my cheeks and my lips before it slid down my tits.
All four boys were still fucking me any way they could and I was coated with teenage cum�sticky tits, ass, and mouth, just getting off from all of those cocks. And there were still two more to go, and I knew I had to have one of them in my cunt.
Finally the boys moved away so the two other kids could take their turn.
"My turn," a boy said. It was Ted. He put down the bottle of beer he was drinking and climbed back towards me. Then the last boy, the heavy one, crawled back over the mattress.
"I want a blowjob," he said, and all the boys laughed.
I opened my mouth and closed my eyes. Soon my mouth was filled with his cock. It was still soft, probably because of all the beer he was drinking. His balls were rubbing against my chin as he sat on my tits and slid his prick in and out of me. While I sucked him off, Ted was busy spreading my legs wide, slipping his prick into my juice-filled pussy.
My clit throbbed as he worked his cock all the way out of me and then plunged it back in, holding onto my hips so he could force it way in, banging away at my cunt.
Finally the cock in my mouth started swelling, getting thick and slick from my saliva. The tip of his prick pulsed against my throat and I sucked and slurped on it so hard that I could hardly breathe. He was grunting and groaning, just fucking my lips and breathing heavy.
But my cunt was pulsing in ecstasy, engulfing the hard prick that slammed away at me, in and out, side to side, slippery and thick. I opened my eyes and saw all the other boys just watching me, watching my drooling, slurping mouth. Their cocks were starting to rise again. It was going to be a long night. I didn't mind, though. As long as I got fucked good and got my rocks off, they could do anything they desired. And they would probably do just that.
I lifted my hips off the mattress and rolled from side to side, slapping my cunt against that plunging dick until I couldn't take any more, and just moaned and moaned as I came. The vibrations from my mouth made the cock in it grow even larger and I was sucking it off like it was the best-tasting prick I ever swallowed.
Hot spurts burst into my cunt, load after load, until Ted's cum was streaming down my legs, spilling and gushing onto my quivering cunt. And wham! Cum spit into my mouth, roaring down my soft wide and deep throat. It felt like I swallowed a bucket of cum before he pulled his dripping cock out. And Ted fucked away between my legs until he was empty.
I closed my eyes again and tried to rest. But they didn't give me too long. David was ready to start up again. He made me jerk him off as he looked out the window at the movie. It took a long time and I just beat him off to a steady rhythm, lying down on my back. Then Jack was on my tits, fucking them with his hardening cock, and soon they were all on me, making me jerk them, suck them, and fuck them, all night long, one after the other. My jaws were sore and my hands were sticky with cum by the time the movie ended.
But I had what I wanted�their voices on tape. As soon as I made another copy of the tape I would let them know who was in charge. And then, watch out. Sandra Colhns, high school teacher, was going to have cock after cock any way and any time she wanted it. Sweet, bursting teenage cock.
They dropped me off back at my house and I went inside and fell asleep, exhausted, not even taking the time to wash the dried cum off my lips.
CHAPTER TEN
David Waters was kneeling on the floor in my classroom. It was four in the afternoon on a Wednesday. He was licking my cunt.
I stood there with my skirt lifted up over my hips and my pantyhose on the floor, just letting him suck my pussy, darting his tongue into the warm moist opening between my legs.
"Lick me faster, David," I said, and lowered my cunt onto his face, coating him with my honey juice, spilling it onto his slippery tongue. When I couldn't stand it anymore, I grabbed the back of his head and pressed my cunt right, up to his lips and then just poured my oils all over him, bucking and groaning, rocking my hips in a delicious, titillating beat.
Then, when I was satisfied, I pushed him away. "You can go now," I said.
"But what about me?"
I looked at the bulge in his jeans.
"I don't care about you. Why don't you just go home and jerk off?"
I was finally getting even with the boys. After playing back the tape of their voices in the van as they made me put out for them, and threatening to play it for their folks if they didn't go along with me, I was taking them one by one. Ever since the Monday after the drive-in I made one of the boys stay after class and eat my cunt. And not once would I do anything for them, making them suffer with their hard cocks.
I was having the time of my life then. Not only had I forced them to give me back all their pictures, even the one David was holding out on me, but I was using them all as my sex slaves.
The only problem as far as I was concerned was that it would all come to an end soon. Summer was approaching and that meant no more teenage cock for a while. Unless, of course, I made them come to my apartment during the summer for some fuck and suck action. I decided to wait and play it by ear. By head, actually.
It was paradise.
For a while anyway. Word got around the school that I was taking on all the boys and rumors were flying all over the place. Everybody was talking about me. Whenever I entered the faculty lounge, the teachers would all shut up and just stare at me.
And worst of all, the principal got wind of it. A couple days before school ended he called me down to his office and really let me have it.
"Sandra," he said, sitting behind his big fancy desk, "You've been attracting a lot of attention around school lately. So much attention, in fact, that I've received complaints from the other teachers, and even some of the students' parents about your wild reputation."
"But Mr. Redding," I started, "I-"
"Understand me, Miss Collins. Whatever you do on your own time is of no concern to me. But the last thing we need at the school is a sex scandal."
I had to keep myself from laughing. Here he was lecturing me on all this moral bullshit, and all I could think about was how he almost raped me at the school picnic.
"So, I'm afraid I won't be able to renew your contract with us for next year. I'm sorry, but I just can't take the chance of rehiring you."
His words started to sink in. I was going to be out on the street with no job, no money for the rent. I started crying all of a sudden. "But you can't fire me, Mr. Redding. What will I do?"
"You should have thought of that before you started fooling around with the boys." His face started turning red and I realized he was really angry. That it wasn't just an act. Most likely, the real reason he was mad was that I was putting out for teenagers and I wouldn't do it for him.
I walked around the desk. There was only one thing I could think of. It was long and hard. I stood behind him and placed my hands on his shoulders.
"Are you sure you wouldn't like to have me around here next year?" I purred. "I could be very nice to you." I pressed my tits against his shoulders, then leaned over and slid my hand down his stomach and under his belt. His cock rose up to meet me halfway and I closed my fist around it.
"Well, maybe we can work something out after all," he said, and started to unzip his pants. Just then the door to his office swung open and in walked his secretary. I pulled my hand away before she could see what was going on. She dropped some papers on his desk, gave me a weird look, and then closed the door behind her.
"Sandra, perhaps we should talk this over in a more private setting. There's too many interruptions here. Why don't you stop over to my house later on, and we'll discuss your job situation."
He was talking my language. I was ready to do anything to keep my job. I memorized the address he gave me and promised to drop over to his house at three-thirty, just after school ended. He said his wife would still be at the advertising agency where she worked and we could be alone. To discuss a job. But I knew that the job was going to be a blow job.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
By three-thirty I had parked my car in the large circular driveway of Redding's estate. For a high school principal he was really doing okay. His house was in the $100,000 area, and it reeked of wealth. Maybe his wife brought in the heavy bread, I thought, as I knocked on the door.
He appeared immediately, smiling, dressed in a light casual suit that clung to his muscular body. "Come in, Sandra, and let's get down to business."
I was ready for that. All I had on was a skimpy summer dress, with no bra, no panties, or anything. Just a thin white dress that showed off my freely swinging tits and my curvy hips.
As I sat down in the spacious living room Redding went into the next room and then came back with a glass of brandy for each of us.
"Might as well be comfortable while we talk about your future with the high school," he said, and handed me the glass of dark liquid. I raised it to my lips and drank it all at once, letting the sweet brandy coat my tongue.
I noticed he was staring at me intently, and it wasn't just lust for my body. It was something else entirely. His shifty eyes made me feel uneasy. What was going on? Redding smiled, and then the smile turned into a laugh.
"What's so funny?" I said. And suddenly he seemed far away. It was like I was looking at him through a distorted magnifying glass, as his large figure loomed in front of my eyes, then drifted back into the distance. My eyes were getting glassy and the large room swirled around me, one large blur of tables, chairs, paintings, always shifting position. And there in the middle of my nightmare was Redding.
The bastard drugged my drink. But why bother? My presence here meant that I was ready to do anything he wanted, so there was no need to put me out I was getting scared, letting my foggy mind race among all the alternatives. My high school principal probably had something really kinky in mind for me.
With a lot of effort I got up from the sofa and tried to reach the front door. But each step I took seemed to be a mile long and I was getting so dizzy I couldn't even see straight. Finally my legs gave out and I fell to the floor, landing heavily on the thick soft rug. The last thing I heard was his incredibly loud, yet somehow distant, laughter.
* * *
My head was spinning as I came to. Slowly I opened my eyes and tried to look around. But everything was still blurred. When I tried to move my arms and legs nothing happened. I felt paralyzed.
Bit by bit I was able to make out vague shapes until finally I could see clearly. And I knew why I had so much trouble moving my limbs. My wrists were bound to the bedposts by soft black leather straps. Not tight enough to hurt, but just enough to secure my arms so I couldn't move them. And I was naked.
With my arms spread all the way apart, my soft white breasts were extended, pointing right towards the ceiling. And my legs were tied to the bottom of the bed, so far apart that I couldn't �move them an inch.
"Feeling comfortable?"
I turned my head to the left, and there was Redding sitting in a comfortable easy chair, just watching me writhing on the bed, trying to set myself free.
He was naked from the waist down. His cock was soft and had that drained look about it.
Then I understood why it was soft. My stomach felt sticky. By pulling my neck all the way forward I could just barely see past my thrusting breasts. And on my stomach there was a white pool of cum slowly oozing down my side. Redding must have jerked off on me while I was unconscious.
"Please let me go," I said, and struggled with my bonds. The harder I pulled the more Redding laughed.
"Don't be ridiculous, Miss Collins," he said. "There's no need to be worried. After all, this is just a private discussion about your work."
"Let me go," I said, "or I'll stream."
"Go ahead. I'd like that."
I didn't say anything then. And I realized it didn't matter what I did. I was completely at his mercy. And there he sat with a half-assed foolish grin on his face. He had a glass of brandy in his hand which he occasionally sipped. And on the small bedside table next to him there was a thick newspaper. He picked it up and started leafing through it, oblivious of me.
I hoped that he was through with me and that he would untie me any second now, but I realized that he was just waiting until he could get it up again, and then he would do something to me while I was awake.
By the time the cum on my stomach started to dry, Redding was ready for action again. He put down the paper and walked over to the side of the bed. His right hand came down on my left tit really gentle, like a feather grazing my nipple. But then he closed his hand around my tit and pushed it up towards my face, squeezing it in so my nipple was poking through the half circle of his fingers. He was trying to push my tit against my lips.
"Lick your tit," he said. I tilted my head forward and stuck out my tongue, but I couldn't reach it He pulled harder until my hard nipple was only an inch away. My wet tongue darted out and licked, sliding all over my tit.
Then he released his grip. But only for a second. Next he tweaked my nipple between his fingers, pinching it so hard that it hurt. "Stop it," I yelled and tried to squirm away, but I couldn't even move an inch.
"I'll stop when I feel like it, Sandra. Just be good and everything will be all right." He let go of my tit. Then he took a step closer and waved his drooping cock above my tit. He climbed up on the bed, straddling my stomach and fucking the valley between my tits. With a hand on each tit he pressed them around his prick, poking at them, and smearing small drops of sticky fluid all over them. His cock started growing inch by inch, swelling and hard, producing friction on my skin.
Then he slid upwards so his knees were on each side of my head and he slid his cock over my lips and my cheeks, leaving a trail of pre-cum all over my face. Then he pressed the tip of his prick against my lips and forced it into my mouth. My lips made a popping sound as his cock slid over my tongue and then back out. His balls were banging against my chin as he picked up the pace, fucking my mouth faster and faster.
My head rocked back and forth as my throat received plunge after plunge of his cock. I knew that it would take a long time for him to come since he'd already jerked off. I started moaning, just hoping he would get more excited from the sound so he would spill his load sooner.
It got him more excited all right, but he just kept on thrusting and plunging his stiff wet cock through my lips like he had forever.
Finally he pulled his cock out of my sore jaws and started to slide back down to my tits, leaving my long red hair sticky where it lay across my breasts. Then he slid further down until he was sitting on top of my thighs, just holding his cock with both hands, rubbing it against my clit. The pressure was driving me crazy, but bound as I was, there was no way I could take that cock, in my pussy like I wanted to. I thrashed on the bed, lifting my hips up as far as I could.
But he kept teasing me, touching my clit with the tip of his swollen red cock, and then taking it away, knowing how bad I wanted it inside me.
As he toyed with my cunt I couldn't help thinking about the way he acted at school, always so proper and phony. And here he was now, teasing me with his stiff cock with my legs spread and tied to his bed.
And I thought about what must go on inside his head as he watched all the young high school chicks, dressed in their sexy, tight clothes. Braless teenage chicks bouncing in the hallway, short-skirted foxes parading around him all day. And to them he was a perfect gentleman, even though he wanted them all. To them he was just a good-natured principal, married, and very moral, very proper.
To me he was an animal, binding me so I was too helpless to stop him this time. Not like that time at the lake where he tore off my bikini and tried to rape me in the water. No, he wasn't taking any chances this time.
I looked over at the floor and saw my dress all crumpled up where he threw it after stripping me. And I imagined how it was as he pushed my naked body onto the bed, then spread my arms and tied them, then my legs, and finally he just tore off his pants and jerked off on my silky, firm and young naked skin.
And now he was starting all over again.
He stuck his cock about an inch into my cunt, wiggling it around and grasping my hips with his hands, digging his fingers into my flesh.
"Put it in," I said. "Put it all the way in and fuck me!"
He laughed. "You want it, huh? You want this cock in you? You asked for it." And wham, he slid it all the way in as hard as he could, and then reamed me with it as fast as he could about ten times, just fucking away into my juicy cunt, pushing it in to the hilt, then pulling it out.
I was just about to come, rolling my hips up and down on the bed, when he pulled his prick all the way out of me and then got off the bed.
"You bastard!" I said, so frustrated I was ready to scream. All I wanted was a stiff hard cock pulsing inside my pussy, slamming away at my moist cunt, and I wanted his hands squeezing my tits. But he was laughing at me again. � "That's it!" I said. "You better let me go now. I don't want any part of this."
"You mean you don't want a job next year. You're doing so good now, Sandra. It would be a shame to stop."
I tried a different tactic. "What about your wife? Won't she be coming home soon?"
"She won't be here for hours yet. She's got a lot of work to catch up on at her office. So well be alone for quite some time ... "
He walked back over to the bed, his stiff, dripping cock just a few inches away from my face. He coated my lips with the tip of his prick and then once again thrust it into the warm wetness of my mouth. I slurped on it, and squirmed my tongue all over it, sucking and drooling. And he kept taking his cock out of my mouth, then sliding it over my cheeks until my face was all wet with his dick liquid.
In a minute he climbed back onto the bed and mounted me, sinking his shaft down my throat. I felt the throb of his cock increase every second and I knew he was getting ready to shoot off at last.
But then we both heard a noise. Redding stopped slipping his prick into my mouth and listened. The sound was coming from downstairs. It was a door closing.
"My wife!" he said, and practically jumped off the bed. He stood there wondering what to do. His cock was still hard and it wiggled up and down as he looked first at me, then at the open bedroom door.
There wasn't enough time for him to untie me from the bed. Already his wife was climbing up the stairs. Redding tried to slip back into his pants, but he was so nervous that he couldn't get them on.
And then his blonde wife walked into the room.
"What the hell is going on!" she clamored and just stared at me, taking in my semen-covered body and watching her husband with his rigid cock.
"What's this bitch doing in our bed?"
It must have been quite a shock for her. Here she was, all dressed up in a smart-looking pants suit, clutching her purse to her, and watching me with a look of rage in her eyes.
"So this is what goes on when I work late," she said and walked over to her husband. "You have to find some cheap little whore, you bastard! What's the matter? Isn't my body good enough for you anymore?"
Finally Redding couldn't take it anymore. "Shut up," he said. "You're always talking about experimenting in our sex life, aren't you? Well, I just decided to do something more than just talk." He pushed her out of the way and walked over to me. "I'm going to finish up what I started here."
He climbed back up on the bed and sat on my chest, once again poking my huge tits with his cock. His wife just stared, her mouth wide open, wondering what to do. She put her delicate hand on her forehead, and then brushed back her thin blonde hair, watching her husband slide his cock up and down on my chest.
Then she made up her mind. She was going to take advantage of the situation. She came over to the bed and stared at me swallowing his long pecker. Then she unbuttoned her blue jacket, then her white frilly blouse, and finally she slipped out of her pants until she was kneeling on the side of the bed in just her panties and a black lace bra that lifted her tits so they almost spilled out of the dark, transparent material.
My lips were opening and closing around his stiff cock, sucking and slurping away. It was too much for her. She couldn't just sit back while a strange girl was sucking off her husband. She reached out and grabbed his shaft, jerking off the part of his cock that wouldn't fit inside my mouth. Then she pulled his cock all the way out and started sucking it off.
Redding was moaning and bucking as she passed his cock from her mouth to mine, and we blew him together, taking turns sucking on his dripping cock. I watched her cheeks bulge as she inhaled him, and heard her mouth sucking away. Her tits were heaving and I wanted to touch them; for some reason they looked so inviting. She reached behind her back, still sucking his cock in her mouth, and unhooked her bra clasp, letting her firm tits bob in the open as she threw the bra to the floor.
Redding was groaning so loud now that I knew he was going to come any second.
"Come on, you whores, suck my cock, suck me off," and he plunged his cock in my mouth. His wife stuck out her tongue and licked his shaft as he slid it in and out of my lips.
Then she took a hold of it and jerked him off. His cock was between our mouths when it pulsed and then stiffened even more, spurting a hot load of cum in the air. Semen spattered onto my lips and into my mouth. She pulled his spitting cock towards her face, opened her mouth, and let it splat onto her tongue, dripping down her chin.
She moved his cock back and forth, spraying both our faces with the white, sticky liquid, jerking until the flood slowed down and only a trickle of cum dripped out of his cock.
Her lips were coated with it, sticky and moist on her red lipstick. Glistening droplets of cum dripped down her cheek and spattered onto my chest.
Then she pushed him away and took his place. She pressed her bare tits against mine, rolling our nipples together, and grinding her cunt against my pussy.
She untied my hands and when they were free, she placed them on her tits, and gradually she sat up on my chest. She stood above me and peeled her panties down her legs.
"Finger me," she said, standing over me. I slid my hand up her thighs and then rolled my finger around her clit until she was wet enough for me to insert my finger. Holding onto the bedposts for support, she lowered herself on my finger, sliding it deep into her pussy. Then she started shaking up and down as I finger fucked her. I watched her tits jiggle with every movement of her hips, and I was getting really turned on. I wanted some action in my cunt.
I pulled her down and then turned her around, pushing her. She worked her face right between my legs. My hands dug into her ass as I probed her cunt with my tongue. She started doing the same thing to me, licking my clit at first, but then sending her tongue deep into my cunt, pleasure stroke after stroke.
As we sucked each other, her husband was getting in the mood again just from watching our sweating, fucking bodies. He made me sit up and then he slid under me, with his cock nestled between my asscheeks.
It was still soft but it felt good as it squished up and down my cheeks. The three of us moved like one in a steady cunt-sucking, ass-fucking rhythm.
His wife started moaning at the same time her tongue slurped in and out of my cunt, and her hips were rolling faster and faster. Suddenly I felt warm liquid coat my tongue in rush after rush after rush as she came all over my face.
Then I felt the surge. It started in my groin, and then spread all over my body. My nipples were harder than ever and I was screaming with pleasure. Redding's cock was starting to get hard and its pressure on my ass was driving me wild. All of a sudden I couldn't hold back any longer and I started bucking wildly. With my legs tied to the bed, spread apart, it felt better than ever as my clit throbbed and I came all over her mouth, fucking her lips and jumping up and down.
The three of us rested for a while then. And Redding even untied my legs. He offered me a cigarette and we all relaxed on the bed for a couple of minutes.
Then they started working on me, one on each side. Redding sucked one of my tits, and his wife sucked the other. I held his cock in my hand, jerking it off nice and slow, while holding onto her breasts with my other hand.
"What about my teaching job?" I said, while they worked on my body.
"You're doing fine, Sandra, just fine," Redding said. He led my hand from his prick to his balls and made me squeeze his hairy sac.
His wife murmured agreement as she swirled her tongue around my tit. "You just stick with us for a while and my husband will give you any job you want, honey," she said. "Isn't that right?" She took her hand and grabbed his cock, jerking it off while I felt his balls.
"Mnnn," he moaned. "Sure ... just keep it up, Sandra."
We continued feeling each other up, jerking, fingering, and sucking each other until we were all ready to go at it again.
Redding's wife sat behind me on the bed, letting me use her tits as a soft pillow, while her husband stood in front of me, lowering his stiff cock towards my lips for another blowjob.
And I knew that I would have my teaching job at the high school next year because of what I was doing right now. Sucking the principal's long slippery cock was the best job security in the world.
"Open wide, baby!" Redding hissed.
I opened my mouth and let him sink his prick down my throat, knowing this would be only the first day of hundreds that I would spend sucking him off. As he fucked my mouth, I knew that it was his way of signing a contract with me. Only it tasted a lot better.
