The light spring rains that always followed the winter thaw in Old Orchard Beach, Maine, were falling ceaselessly outside. The rhythmic pitter-patter of the drops against her bedroom window pane greeted Susan Mayer when she woke. She had left the window open slightly the night before, and the cool air which blew through the crack rustled the lampshade on the nightstand, and rippled across the thin blanket which covered her. She stirred, frowning at first as she unconsciously tried to cover herself more, then she slowly became fully awake and saw that the blanket was knotted at the foot of the bed. She glanced at the alarm clock beside her; it was almost eight o'clock.
Darn, she thought, rolling over. Another night of tossing and turning, another morning of waking up to nothing ... her first nature study class was at nine-thirty. She would just have time to shower, put on her make up and have her morning cup of black coffee before it was time to get to school. Thank God she didn't still have a husband to feed and see off to work.
Upset by the morbid reminder of her ex-husband she had pushed from her life, Susan kicked the covers aside impatiently and stood up. She flounced her long, silky red hair, yawning as she padded barefoot out of the small bedroom and to the kitchenette. She was wearing a rumpled paid of woollen pajamas as she had every night since her divorce from John. Sleeping naked made her feel dirty somehow, as though it was an immoral flaunting of her body, and a soft and filmy negligee reminded her too acutely that she was supposedly a woman underneath. A pair of woolly pajamas, on the other hand, seemed appropriate to her; they completely covered her huge young tits and naked pussy with the same contempt for sexual blatancy she felt herself.
The kitchenette was a one-unit stove, refrigerator and sink, set in an alcove at the far side of the living room. She put a kettle of water on for coffee, then lit her first cigarette of the day. Inhaling the cool smoke, she turned and went to the large glass window which opened out onto her back ground floor terrace. She stood there for a long moment with her arms folded across her pajama-covered tits, knowing she was safe from peeping Toms because of the high sugarpine fence which encircled her small outside patio.
The apartment in which she lived was only a year old, a red brick type, so common to New England. The building was managed by Andy Stotski, a biology teacher in the same school she taught in, and his wife, who lived next door. She liked her apartment for it was small enough for one person or a couple, quite private in its way and nicely decorated in the rustic woodsy style of wood-paneled walls and beam ceilings. She had rented it unfurnished, moving in some of the furniture she'd had before her marriage and had stored with some friends. She had tried to dress the place up with soft carpets, large cushiony chairs and couch, and some very fine framed prints of French Impressionists. But somehow, no matter how hard she tried, the apartment remained lonely and cold to her. Perhaps, she thought as she shivered slightly before the window, it's because I'm lonely and cold too, and the apartment is a reflection of myself....
"Oh, God," the voluptuous young redhead whispered heavily and leaned her head against the cool glass. Every time she thought about John, and her three-month marriage to him, she could sense the icy chill in her pussy growing. Instead of the womanly warmth and wildly screaming cums that love should have brought her, she only had the frigid emptiness of pain and despair. There had been things wrong about John, as there were with any human being, but instinctively she realized that the blame for the marriage failing rested squarely on her shoulders. Or rattier, she thought with a tight little grimace, the blame rested right up inside that frigid little hole between her legs....
The coffee began to bubble over with a loud hiss of steam, breaking the young teacher's painful reverie. She hurried to the kitchen where she stubbed out the cigarette and poured herself a cup of coffee. She took the cup back to the bedroom and went to her closet, selecting a light blue dress that was a little tight for her tits, and short for her full thighs, she thought, but was a lovely woollen knit just perfect for spring. Then she stepped around to the front of the bed where she could watch herself in the mirror beside the dresser as she opened the drawers and took out a clean pair of white nylon panties and a thin sheer bra. Straightening, she looked into the mirror and slowly unbuttoned the top of her pajamas, shrugging it free to fall to the floor. Naked from the waist up, her huge tits firm and rising as she breathed, she slowly untied the drawstring of her woolly pajama bottoms and watched as they gently slid down the full length of her long tapered legs. She stepped out of them and stared at all of her sleek nakedness in the glass, scanning with a critical eye the nude woman she saw reflected.
Smiling kittenishly, she swept her hair away from her shoulders, raising her arms in a classic nude pose. Her full tits stretched taut, their pink-fleshed areolas making them perfect uptilted accents for her roundly crinkled nipples. Her eyes moved across the mirror's surface, slowly working down across the flat plane of her belly and past the tiny outline of her navel, down to the copperily wafting triangle of her pussy hairs. The soft, shiny curls of the cunt hairs highlighted the tender pink flesh of her thin, puffy little pussy lips beneath, and she could even see the tiny tip of her clitoris peeking out from the crested valley between her thighs in almost child-like shyness.
She pirouetted lightly, examining the dimpled roundness of her satin-skinned thighs and naked ass cheeks, the rippling muscles along the backs of her legs-a gradual sensual curving of flesh. Her face went well with her body; it had a sort of pouty, flirtatious look about it, with its small nose and full ripe mouth and large hazel eyes, her hair red and stunning like Arlene Dahl's. Now naked and disturbingly desirable, there was nothing to indicate the inner frigidity of her cunt. She looked all woman, a totally sensual female ready to fuck.
"Here I am, a thirty-year-old teacher," she murmured under her breath. "I've still got a firm, youthful body, but what good is it to me? I might as well be an ugly old hag. What's wrong with me?"
She knew, deep down in her soul, why she hadn't been able to respond to her ex-husband the way a woman should even though she had loved him very much. It had been her aunt with whom she had grown up after her parents' death, her puritanical aunt and her conservative Midwest upbringing. Her aunt had had to explain the mysteries of sex to Susan when she began to menstruate and had tearfully run home thinking she was bleeding to death, and the teachings had consisted entirely of warnings about the bestiality of men. It was a man's world where women were playthings, good for nothing but chores and submitting to the disgusting, animal-like desires which overcame a man's narrow mind. A woman had to endure and never allow herself to willingly serve in the evil, filthy act of intercourse. Her aunt, a devout woman, had instilled the teachings of St. Peter and St. Thomas Aquinas to where, even now, Susan could recite the passages concerning the devil's love of flesh and the true meaning of the original sin every individual was inflicted with from the day of his or her birth.
Her ex-husband had tried to explain to his wife that her aunt was wrong, but the damage had been done by the time he had come into her life. No matter how logical he'd been, he couldn't crack through her aunt's teachings, which had seeped down into Susan's subconscious and the control of her basic emotions. The result had been that she'd never let anyone fuck her up to her wedding night, and if she'd had her way, she would have continued to be the same afterwards. Love was pure; sex for fun was dirty ... and the two could never be reconciled.
"Be careful, darling ... please be careful with me," she remembered pleading that first night. And John had been gentle and loving with her. But in the double bed with him, her eyes had filled with tears, and when he had finally touched her full young tits through the sheer transparency of her honeymoon nightgown, her whole body had shivered. She had shuddered almost convulsively as he'd slid the negligee from her and began caressing her full, rounded breasts, making the tips of her pink little nipples rise into erection in answer to his sensuous stimulation. She recalled how his strong, sure hands had slid over her nakedness in the dark of their bedroom, making the flesh of her huge young tits quiver with little goose bumps until his fingers teased swiftly and softly over the silky curling hairs of her pussy lips. His fingers had found their way to the tight, pink, wet split up between her softly clenching inner thighs, a place where no one except Susan herself had ever touched.
Now, looking at herself in the mirror, the young teacher fought to erase the memories which haunted her, but without success. The painful recollections of her betrayal of her ex-husband were too vividly seared in her mind to ever be forgotten. She trailed her eyes down over her tits and cunt where John's hands had traveled that night and subsequent nights, and she remembered the unwanted pussy-flaring sensations he had caused to ripple through her naked loins. Her aunt's warnings about tiny, devil-driven shocks of pleasure had been too strong for her to overcome, and she'd lain frozen in fear that there was something wrong with her because her nipples were throbbing and her pussy was flooding with the desire to be fucked. And when her lawful husband had lowered his strong, muscular body between her unwilling thighs and probed the defenselessly cringing virginity of her cunt with his thickly throbbing cock, the young redhead had been more terrified of the ever-present image of her domineering, unapproving Victorian aunt than the pain of having her cherry fucked away.
His massive young cock head had buffeted lightly against her hymen, easing its way into the unfucked warmth of her soft, pink cunt walls until she'd been able to feel the tight little membrane of her virginity pop wide to the burning tip of his long thick hardness. There had been some pain when he had first fucked up into her, she recalled, but not like any pain she'd ever known before; it had been warm and more fulfilling than frightening, and she had involuntarily gasped with delight as she had felt the full length of his heavily throbbing cock fuck hard up into her tightly gripping cunt hole. But with the help of her aunt's religious warnings, she had been able to fight away even the tiniest bit of lewd sexual excitement from her senses and had endured her new husband's lustful fucking of her nakedly spread body with hundreds of puritanical quotes her young mind had been filled with over the years. She had recited them silently as he had touched her, her eyes squeezed shut and her lips bared back over her tightly clenched teeth, praying she wouldn't weaken and give in to the latent desires welling up in her cunt below.
John's breathing had become sudden gasps of orgasm and she recalled now the contradicting emotions that had flooded her mind as his cock had exploded up inside her and filled her belly with great spurts of his hot, white cum. That was the only reason for allowing a man to fuck her and shoot his cum into her ... for the children, she'd told herself over and over. Yet somewhere in the back recesses of her mind, excited nerve endings had lewdly reveled in the hotly spewing warmth of his cum as it had caressed the smoothly rippling walls of her tightly contracting pussy. That sudden uncontrollable spasm of delight had scared her breathless, and she had redoubled her promises to resist the slightest sign of sexual pleasure for fear of becoming no better than a sluttish whore who loved to spread her legs and be fucked.
The next few nights had been even worse no matter what John had done. Her inability to rid herself of her aunt's puritanical image and actively enjoy his cock fucking up inside her had made her stiff and rejecting until she was almost driven mad with guilt by his panting and thrusting and the surging spasms of cum he emptied inside her. Susan's guilt about her first fuck from her husband and her aunt's constant advice from the past had even made discussion of their problems impossible. The months passed in hellish agony for her and she had lain awake at night, listening to John toss and turn in his frustrated attempt to make himself comfortable in a bed that had a thousand miles of space between them. Even during the day, life had become almost unbearable for both of them: for John, because his wife's apparent revulsion to his fucking her made him feel sexually inadequate for the first time in his life; and for Susan, because her own fears and frigidity had made her hostile not only to her husband, but to herself. Eventually, her consistent denial of sexual pleasure had reached the point of no return. Over breakfast, John had curtly and coldly said: "I want a divorce, you cold-cunted little bitch. Let me free so I can find a real woman to fuck away my frustrations on."
Tears began to blur her eyes as Susan remembered that horrid morning, and she stood before her naked reflection and fought to erase the memories, but without success. Thinking of one recollection only made all of her nights with John that much more vivid in her imagination until she could almost see herself lying in bed once more with him. Unwillingly, she recalled the exciting sensations of his fingers squeezing her hotly tingling tits, and her mind kept torturing her with the memories of how good, in spite of her guilty feelings, it had felt when he'd fucked his rock-hard cock up into her wide-split cunt and emptied his hotly boiling cum into her secretly sucking pussy well. Following her gaze in the mirror now, the voluptuous young teacher watched as her own hands slowly rose from where they'd been clenched tightly at her hips and began sliding softly over the smoothly swelling flesh of her huge white tits. She cupped them lightly as her husband had done before, her fingers seeking out the two tiny sensitive nipples and gently pinching them to hardness. Her mind was filled with the lurid remembrances of the cunt-bursting cums she had so thoroughly denied herself, and she could feel a smoldering little cunt-tickling sensation begin to ripple through the soft folds of her involuntarily juicing pussy lips. She recognized what was happening to her, knew that she was starting to submit to the only form of cumming she had ever been able to allow herself to enjoy. As a little girl, prior to when the boys her age had developed sexually, and long before her aunt had poisoned her mind to the joys of her body, Susan had experienced the delightful sensation of finger-fucking her pussy to cumming.
Her aunt had never mentioned the lewd practice of self-stimulation, and Susan secretly suspected her of doing it herself. But that had no bearing on the delicious sensations that she had learned to secrete from her own flesh, and often as a budding girl and even later as a young woman, she had locked herself in her room, stripped naked, lay back on the bed with her legs spread wide and finger-fucked her cunt to spiraling climaxes. Alone, without the hindering presence of a man lying between her legs, and his cock in her pussy, she could find satisfaction from the ever-present hungers which would well up in her loins until she was almost crazy with the desire to cum. Then, by herself, knowing that she could safely let herself drift into the wonderful, world of sexual fantasy without guilt or revulsion, she could dream of anything she wanted to ... anything at all, no matter how erotic and lascivious the images were ... and now she smiled softly to herself and let herself imagine that her fingers were her ex-husband's, and he was finger-fucking her to those wonderful cunt-spasming feelings of orgasm. Yes ... oh, God, yes ... she could dreamily allow herself to be fucked by a man in a thousand delirious different ways ... yes....
The young teacher sighed softly as she watched her hands slide down from her throbbingly aroused tits and over her long, slender waist to lightly slip into the hotly curling warmth of her coppery red pussy hairs. She shivered delightedly, feeling the tingling caresses as she worked her fingers through the soft, silky pussy curls in search of the flushed-pink hole of her eagerly pulsing cunt.
"Aaahhh," she moaned and she stepped back away from the erotic reflection of herself with her fingers in her cunt, picked up a small hand mirror from the dresser with her other hand and lay on her back atop the bed. She spread out her legs, splaying her thighs wide, and held the mirror down between them to watch so she could enjoy more of her tantalizing finger-fucking of her hot little pussy hole. Her own heavy breathing was nothing like a man's harsh panting, but soft and gentle like the fingers she was sluicing sensually in and out between the hungrily quivering lips of her flushed pink cunt slit. Again and again she mewled in rapidly building passion as her cum-slickened fingers fucked faster and deeper into the moistening flesh of her desire-flared cunt and over and around the hot little titty of her clitoris. Oh Goddd ... this is so obscene, so cunt-filling ... and in her mind, she could visualize her ex-husband's rigid cock again as he stood naked over her, ready to fuck her. It's so big, she thought luridly ... so very thick and big and hard....
The young redheaded teacher scissored her legs open until her feet dangled out on either side of the wide bed, and she could feel the warm air of the bedroom waft sensuously against the nakedly exposed slit of her vagina. She drew her throbbing, pink-fleshed pussy lips further open with the fingertips of one hand so she could peer up inside her open little cunt hole with the mirror.
"Ooooh Lord, I wish he was here to fuck my hot cunt!" she moaned aloud, shivering in obscene delight as she dreamed about her ex-husband's cock fucking her instead of her own fingers ... but still his cock was too large! Too much of a man's! Then slowly, as her middle finger wormed itself deeper up into the softly yielding flesh of her pussy, Susan's hotly aroused mind began to change die lewd vision in her head, altering it into a new, more erotic dream, whose very depravity stimulated her even more. Now in her mind, her ex-husband's cock was becoming smaller ... more slender ... safer ... until she could see his stiffened thrustings up between her warmly welcoming thighs were with an erection the size of a young teenage boy's desire-hardened cock! Jesus! In the mirror she was holding between her legs her finger, all slicky with her pussy juices, even looked like a little boy's dick!
God! To dream of being fucked and creamed into by a young boy! How wicked of her! And yet she had been dwelling on just such a lurid thought more and more since last month and the beginning of the school year. The image of John, her own fully mature ex-husband, turning into a young adolescent boy had become increasingly frequent while she'd been finger-fucking her pussy, and God! It never failed to drive her right out of her mind! This way she could really give her nakedly spread cunt to a male, truly surrender her passions, for no longer did she have to fear a huge, giant hardness ripping her belly open, splitting her pussy unbearably wide. Ahhh ... with a groan of lascivious desire, she sank her middle finger deeply up to the palm of her hand into the hungrily sucking little mouth of her cunt. She was a woman twice the age of her dream lover, but God, she could shut her eyes and clearly see that handsome, naked cocked youth. And oooh, it was so exciting to her ...!
His taut, fiat belly and hairless loins quivered expectantly as he climbed on top of her nakedly spread-eagled body. Yes, yes, and now his slender young cock was pressing against her eagerly awaiting little pussy hole and she was not afraid of him to fuck her. Yes, ohh, yes, he was so innocent and naive, his undeveloped muscles straining from his new-found sexual prowess. Ohhh, and now he was fucking his young, virile prick just up inside the painfully straining lips of her cunt. Yes, she could see herself hungry for a boy like him, her inner thighs and sensuously grinding ass cheeks urging him on as he fucked his hardened young cock deeper inside her slipperily engulfing cunt She was seducing him, teaching him step by step all the things her ex-husband had taught her during their short marriage....
The fire burned more intensely, demanding more to feed its lewd hunger. She inserted another finger, drawing her knees up to flatten her huge white tits, with her ass cheeks curved nakedly up off the bed so she could see her finger-filled cunt better in the mirror. But instead of her finger, her imagination could see the young boy fucking into her with his immature desire, and she crammed her fingers into the moistness of her pussy in time to the maddening rhythm of the couple mentally fucking in her mind. God, how lewd! An innocent young boy fucking a thirty-year-old woman! How utterly depraved! But ohhh! This was the wildest, most cunt-flooding thought she had ever had!
She could almost feel the boy fall flat upon her nakedly welcoming body, pressing her huge tits flat and crushing the breath within her as his hard young cock soared up into her eagerly waiting cunt. "Yes, darling sweet little John! Fuck me ... fuck me...." The moving picture in her mind of their nakedly locked cock and cunt drove her on, and she rocked against her fingers, fucking them deeper up between her open thighs. She could mentally imagine his slenderly glistening cock pumping maddeningly into her own warmly clasping cunt, sinking through her soft red pussy hairs in his sudden bursts of adolescent energy. Her fingers became his smaller fleshy male hardness, and oh God how she wanted it! How she wanted the real thing. Now! She instinctively knew in her wild throes of released passion that a tender young boy wouldn't make her rigid with fear and loathing, and she could be fucked by him to her heart's content. Oh, how she wished a younger John was here, fucking his own cum-filled prick deep up into her hotly searing pussy. The fingers weren't enough as her thoughts centered on the slender young cock shaft that was ravishing her mentally. She had to have more, but there was nothing, nothing but her fingers.
They were going to cum, the little boy and the older woman he was fucking in her mind ... She felt herself go taut, her eyes clenched tightly shut with her almost insane arousal, her cunt clenching around his youthfully lunging penis like warm fleshy lips around a child's all-day sucker. "You're going to make me cum ... my precious darling boy. Ohhh, cum in me with your fresh young sperm ... Ooohh, I want to feel you cum inside me while I cum toooo!"
In desperation, the hotly masturbating teacher dropped the mirror to the bed and reached behind her nakedly jerking ass cheeks with her other hand, searching the passion-moistened crevice, and then rammed a finger deep up into the tightly puckered little asshole between her moon-shaped buttocks. She gasped as in her haste a fingernail dug into the soft fleshy walls, sending a sharp jolt of pain through her helplessly quivering body. She stilled for a moment and then took up the rhythm of her self-stimulated fucking, her huge white tits jiggling sensuously as they swayed above her rapidly heaving chest. Electric , tingles of darting pleasure raced through her nerves as she pictured herself under her dream lover's pounding teenaged body with his slim, hard cock jerking like a jackhammer up between her widespread thighs. Her face colored crimson as she felt the cum rising within her, rushing through her with a great roar-she hung for a moment teetering on the edge of release, her whole naked body vibrating. "I'm cumming now!" she could hear a high-pitched boy's voice cry out in her mind. And then the white-hot juices of her own orgasm gushed out from around her hotly fucking fingers, covering her finger that was sunk far up into her hungrily devouring asshole and frowning down around it onto the mattress below. She could hear herself screaming with a piercing cry of joy ... then she grunted aloud and there was utter silence.
The still hotly cumming redheaded teacher stayed the way she was, with her fingers fucked deep up inside her cunt and asshole. She couldn't bring herself to withdraw her fingers until the last dying throbs had stilled in her body. At last her fingers slithered wetly from her liquid-drenched pussy and anus, and she rolled limply over on her side. God, she had never felt so utterly drained in her life. She had truly been possessed by her lewd fantasies, thoroughly driven to new heights of obscene finger-fucking desire. But fantasy was one thing and reality another ... wasn't it?
The older woman sighed and rose naked from her bed, her ivory-toned flesh gleaming wetly from the thin film of perspiration that had accompanied her fingering her cunt and asshole to cumming. She felt vaguely frustrated for some unexplainable reason, as if she was upset by the mere passing consideration that she could ever sink so low as to actually act out her dream. Imagining a young boy fucking her was a private little wickedness that didn't hurt a soul; to actually let a kid fuck her mature cunt with his tender young cock would be the most depraved act in the world! She could never really do that to one of her students!
Susan Mayer suddenly shivered, pausing in her barefoot walk to the bathroom and a refreshing cleansing shower.
Let one of her students fuck her!
What in God's name had brought that to her mind? When she was thinking of a young boy while fingerfucking her shamelessly cumming pussy, he was her ex-husband as a teenager, not ... not a boy from her junior high school class! What a silly notion!
But somehow, that slight sense of uneasiness wouldn't leave her, even as she dressed after her shower and left for Abraham Lincoln Junior High. It was as though her erotic fantasies about young, clean-shaven boy cocks were so salacious that, as she continually dreamed of them, they grew increasingly strong and exciting in her mind. And perhaps just a little too tempting for her own good! She would just have to watch herself and make certain that she never put herself in a position to strip her panties off for one of the boys. That wild, cunt-bursting cum she had just finger-fucked herself to while thinking about a youthful kid fucking her was proof enough that her treacherous little pussy couldn't be trusted under any circumstances!!!
Susan loved her position as a nature-study teacher at school. She had always liked the great outdoors and the frequent field trips her department head assigned her to more than satisfied that need. She would take the young students out into the woods, sometimes singly, sometimes in small groups, to identify the various forms of plant life native to that particular area of Maine. This arrangement suited her perfectly, as it meant she did not have to spend much time in a stuffy classroom like most of her contemporaries.
The pay could have been better, she often thought. But then, she had the free use of the new school car for her nature trips, and didn't even have to buy her own insurance for it, and she didn't have any debts of her own to worry about. Living alone and not being the type to want to "go out" much, she was able to make ends meet quite well, with enough left over for an occasional movie or inexpensive restaurant dinner. And the best part about it was that she loved her work. All in all, she was rather pleased with how things had been working out for her, and certainly the job itself was a pleasure.
Old Orchard Beach, the higher-income commuter communtly for nearby Portland, was overrun with teenagers who would go on to the better universities like Harvard, Yale and Stanford, and her course was required for admission to them. There would always be a continual turnover of new students and fresh faces each term, and as long as she performed well and taught them what was needed, her job was secure.
But the thing she still liked most about teaching nature study was her independence and the fact that she didn't have to stay cooped up in the school all the time. Several days a week were spent in the classroom, where she would go over the material so that her pupils could identify the various trees and plants. But on all the other days, she had those group field-study trips where she would take three or four students out in the woods for practical work in collecting specimens. Fridays were her favorite days, because unlike the other four, she didn't have a schedule to follow. Normally she worked five of the seven hour-long periods a day, but Friday was set aside for individual training, which was taken on a voluntary basis. A student with problems could give up his "study hall" and devote his time to nature study, and Susan found immense satisfaction in helping some of the slower but earnest students in this fashion. And usually, she only had three or so pupils to deal with, spread out over the whole day. It was ideal!
And today was Friday!
CHAPTER TWO
Arriving at the long, low cement block buildings of Abraham Lincoln Junior High, the young teacher felt invigorated and radiant. She breathed the warming air with its hint of the approaching summer, and smiled at the bravely budding trees with their tiny pods of leaves, and she decided that she would teach the few students she had today outside in the forest. She hoped it wouldn't start raining as it was threatening, for spring days like this made her feel energetic and almost optimistic. A brightness was lifting her spirits, for after she'd left her house, the odd and disturbing thoughts which had lingered after she had fingerfucked herself to cumming while holding a mirror up between her thighs to watch, had faded almost to nothing, and even her usual preoccupation over her divorce wasn't bothering her so much. Why, a Friday like this gave her the spirit to even believe that perhaps someday soon she would find an older man who could straighten her out, and she would be able to love and be loved as a real woman. And it would be a man too-not some innocent little boy half her age!
Her first two students were girls. She found she had a rapport with young people of her own sex, and usually girls did better on the written tests than the boys did. But the identification of various plants, a scientific function, was something beyond their way of thinking. Equality of sexes and Woman's Lib aside, Susan knew from experience that most males had a "feel" for being out in the woods. Of course, that was a generalization, and there were a few girls who could do better than the boys, but on the whole they simply didn't care that much and their minds were apt to wander to other subjects more important to their interests in life.
Mitzi Horner was no exception to this. Susan spent the entire first period with the young brunette, attempting to keep the girl's attention on the various types of mushroom plants, instead of new cheerleading yells and baton twirling. On the other hand, poor Meg Saunders worked with grim determination; only her ability to identify plants in the woods was nil. Susan spent her lunch period and the next hour with Meg, and at the end of the lesson, she devoutly prayed that the petite, pug-nosed girl would never learn to identify nonpoisonous mushrooms. If she tried, the food on the table at her home wouldn't be safe if she did ...!
Susan had the rest of the afternoon free until the last hour of school. Then she had young Tony Miller, who was a short, tow-headed boy who only looked about twelve years old, but in reality was older than that. He was a conscientious student, but he had transferred into the class at the beginning of October and was behind the other students. The school required so many hours of outdoor practical work to complete the course, and Tony had asked her last week if he could make up the time on Fridays until he was even with everybody else.
Susan was glad to help young Tony. He had struck a responsive chord in her as a teacher, and she hoped she could get to know him better. In fact, as she left the teacher's lounge for the parking lot, she found herself eagerly looking forward to this chance to be with the boy alone. She had noted that Tony was running around with a group of rough, older boys in her class who were, she felt, far below him in ability. She believed the reason for his choice of tough friends had to do with the fact that he was small for his age and was trying to compensate by moving with a rough crowd. Susan hoped that, if she could just talk to the boy and encourage him, perhaps she could gently steer him to a higher calibre of friends and a better future. At least, in her capacity as an adult and teacher, it was worth a try.
Tony Miller was a nice boy at heart, she thought, as she neared the school-furnished car that was parked in the lot. He was so polite and gentlemanly to her, and she was sure that he liked and trusted her as a teacher. Well, she liked him ... yes, she was quite attracted to his boyish charms, and she certainly wanted to help him all she could. She could see him now, his fair-haired features shadowed against the glass of the car.
She saw how erect and yet relaxed he sat there, waiting for her, and she stepped up her pace, a little shiver of expectancy rippling along her spine. God, wasn't he handsome? she thought. The way he was slightly silhouetted in hazy perspective, why ... why he Vaguely reminded her of her erotic little dreamlover who had fucked her to a cunt-bursting cum that morning!
A quick flash of her remembered fantasies while finger-fucking her pussy brought a crimson blush flaming to her cheeks. She sucked in her breath from the shock of her thought, mentally chastising herself for having so lewd an idea about so innocent a boy fucking her. She glanced upwards to take her mind off the car in front of her, and saw the darkened horizon and the swiftly gliding clouds. The briskness of the morning hours had become the chill of an approaching afternoon storm, and she knew that soon the sky might open up and it could be showering heavily. And she'd forgotten her raincoat....
"Hello, Mrs. Mayer," Tony Miller said brightly as the teacher arrived. "Can I drive? I have my learner's permit!"
"Sure, lots of the kids do," she responded, smiling warmly at him. She slid in the car on the passenger side and shut the door. "Let's see, this is your first time alone with me, isn't it?"
"Yes, ma'am." He turned the key in the ignition and the motor roared to life. "You want me to drive any place special? Have any errands to do on our way out of town?"
"No, none at all. Why? Did you have something to do?"
"Well, sort of." He pulled away from the curb, driving slowly down the blacktop to the school entrance. "See, I left my door key at home this morning. If I don't pick it up before sis and her husband leave for their Friday night bridge game, I'll be locked out of the house until they get home later tonight."
"We certainly wouldn't want that, Tony," Susan said. "It's fine with me."
"I uh ... brought my books along, too. In case you see fit to drop me off at home instead of bringing me all the way back to school."
"Well, we're not supposed to, but ... Susan laughed and shrugged her shoulders lightly. "Oh, but it's Friday and the last period, and look, already there's rain on the windshield. I think we can bend the rules just this once."
"Gee, Mrs. Mayer, you sure are swell. Thanks."
As they drove toward the newer residential section of Old Orchard Beach, the weather suddenly changed violently. One minute it seemed to be threatening only light rain; the next, the heavens poured snow down on the earth.
Tony turned on the windshield wipers and tried to concentrate on driving, but his immature young mind was spinning wildly. He couldn't help sneaking sidelong glances with excited, rolling eyes at his voluptuous redheaded teacher beside him, even though he kept telling himself not to and that Mrs. Mayer would be mad if she found out. Jesus, the way her tight dress was way up on her nylon-stockinged legs, and the way she was demurely holding her thighs together like she was a prim little girl, was enough to make his prick jerk in his pants! Man, she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen! And man, what tits!
Trembling in his attempt to control himself, young Tony clenched his teeth shut and wracked his brain for something to say ... anything that would take his mind off of how sexy and hot to fuck his teacher looked! But man, what could he say? That he'd had the "hots" for his nature-study teacher ever since he'd joined her class? Sure, that would make a big hit with her. Or maybe he should tell Mrs. Mayer that he dreamed about her naked and writhing beneath his cock while he jacked off and came on her tits in bed at night! But man ... ohh, just look at those titties of hers, like the huge, ripe watermelons his mom used to buy, and sticking out in front of her like twin mountains! What the heck, he'd seen enough girls in bikinis who showed more pussy and tits ... but this was different! This was Mrs. Mayer, his teacher! He felt as though he were going to be sick, that's how uptight he was inside. He should never have taken this class all alone with her! Oh Jesus, he could feel another wild lurch of his cock against his underpants ...!
Susan let him drive in silence, figuring that he was concentrating upon nothing but the snowstorm. With the storm the way it was, they certainly would not be able to forage in the woods for plant-life samples today, but she would see him safely home anyway. She lit another of her chain-smokedmenthol filter cigarettes and leaned back, studying the boy intently. She watched how well he handled the automobile on the treacherously snow-slickened surface, but after a few minutes, she began to drift into thinking of Tony as a person rather than a student. Despite her embarrassment for doing so, she found herself asking over and over: What is it about him? Why is the boy so intriguing to me?
There certainly was something about young Tony Miller which fascinated her. Perhaps it was his wavy blond hair and his fresh, beardless face. Or maybe it was the thin, non-threatening shape of his lean, developing body, apparent even under the bulky woolen sweater he wore. But it was still more, something she couldn't seem to pinpoint definitely. Maybe it was the way his cool blue eyes would penetrate her and then sparkle as if he was secretly amused at the way they could make her inwardly shiver. Maybe it was the way his cute little nose would wrinkle when he laughed, and the way he handled himself, with a cat-like grace that was almost poetic. Maybe it was all of those things rolled up into one adolescent student named Tony Miller....
She didn't know but whatever it was almost becoming frightening to her. Sitting so close to the boy, she was finding it increasingly difficult to keep that infinite gulf between teacher and student from being bridged. Nervously, she wondered if this oddly compelling magnetism she felt toward the boy was that sixth-sense "animal attraction" she had heard of as happening between men and women. She had never experienced this sensation when she'd been with her ex-husband, even though she'd been in love with him. Or ... had she really been in love? Now, staring at young Tony Miller, she couldn't help asking herself what the feelings of love and passion truly were like. She could sense an odd tingling inside her, a beginning heat that taunted her pussy lips beneath the cunt band of her panties, melting inside. Yes, melting that great big iceberg of frigid unresponse that lived like an artic demon up inside her pussy.
But God-she was reacting this way to a mere child! Not with John, not with another woman ... but with a child! She remembered lying on her own bed finger-fucking herself that morning and thinking about a youth just like Tony fucking into her, and how she had almost gone insane until she had finally fucked herself to a pussy-flaring cum with her own fingers. She blushed slightly at the guilt flicking through her conscience, squirming her ass cheeks down and feeling the edge of the car seat brush electrically under the soft swelling of her panty-covered cunt lips. She gasped from the unexpected contact and the more unexpected shock it brought to her treacherous little pussy, and her pulse quickened hotly against her will. A boy ... a mere youth was doing this to her cunt! God, she had to get hold of herself! Trembling, she stubbed out her cigarette in the car's ashtray and smoothed down the front of her dress, pulling the short hem as far toward her knees as she could....
"This is my house." Tony said suddenly. She glanced up and saw that he was parking in front of a large, plush two-story mansion. She knew his father and mother had died but they certainly must have left Tony and his sister, who was married, well off.
"It ... it's very nice, Tony," she said softly to him.
"Naw, if s not, not without dad and mom. But ... but...." He paused swallowing thickly. "N-never mind, Mrs. Mayer. I-I'll be right back-."
"Do hurry!" Susan called after him as he ran from the car. "It's snowing like crazy now!" She watched him tug at the handle of the front door while he hunched over from the lashing blast of the freak spring storm. She held her breath as the boy jerked frantically; but it was no use. His sister had obviously left for her bridge party and the door was tightly locked.
"TCI try around back," he yelled at her, cupping his hands around his mouth to be heard. In a flash he was gone, running around the side of the house. The older woman glued her eyes anxiously to where her young student had disappeared, hoping he would be successful. The snow was coming down hard, and the air was thick with moisture. Then, suddenly, she heard him cry out, "Mrs. Mayer! Oh, Mrs. Maver! Help! Help!"
Tony was calling for her! He'd hurt himeslf! Without giving a thought to the thickly swirling snow, Susan was out of the car like a flash, hurrying up the flagstone sidewark and around the side in a virtual panic. "I'm coming!" she screamed. "Hold on, Tony, I'm coming!"
When she got to the back of the house, she almost stopped and laughed from the ludicrous sight she beheld. The youngster wasn't really in trouble; he was halfway over the wall of the back patio. "I can't quite make it,. Mrs. Mayer," he called over his shoulder. "Can you give me a boost up and over? The patio door might be open!"
Susan came over and clutched the young boy's legs. Because of his position halfway over the fence, his thin, young ass cheeks were almost at face level with her and she strained against the sides of his thighs, pushing him up as best she could. Tony let some of his strength go against her as he tried for a better grip on the snow-slippery wall and her fingers slipped on his pants, circling around until they almost touched his crotch. She could feel his leg muscles as they curved inward to form his young cock and balls and the thickness of his zipper fly as it creased against her skin. She sucked in her breath, feeling warmly dizzy from the hold she had on his youthful crotch.
"I can make it now, I think," Tony said to her.
"Gee, you're the swellest teacher in the world, doing this for me!"
"Th-that's all right, Tony," she replied in a halting voice. God, what was happening to her? Touching his ass like this was sending her wild! She struggled weakly with herself as delicious sensations began to ripple through her pussy below, and she became even more aware of the vibrant youth's smooth inner thighs as they worked innocently against her huge tits pressing into them. Even in the midst of this freezing, wet snowstorm, Susan could feel the boy's warmth pulsating out from the young, fresh skin pressed close to her, and she was almost unable to let him go as he finally made it over the wall and dropped onto the terrace of the outdoor patio.
'I'll open the door for you, Mrs. Mayer!" he told her from inside and, almost an instant later, the patio gate was unlatched, and the boy was smiling proudly out at her. "Come on in, ma'am. You're as wet as I am!"
"No, I better go home. I-"
"Aw, don't leave me alone, not for a little while," Tony pleaded. "You'll catch pneumonia if you don't come in, Mrs. Mayer. My mom was always telling me that. Please, let me make you a cup of coffee. Let me do something?"
Susan was forced to smile at the willingness to please that was in his expression. She nodded in gratitude and started across the patio toward the living room door opening out onto it, butterfles of apprehension filling her belly. She struggled to maintain her outward composure as she brushed past the lithe, boyish Tony as he stood holding the sliding door open for her.
"Th-thank you, Tony."
"Aw, shucks, Mrs. Mayer. It ain't every teacher who'd help me like you did. I mean it! You're really great!"
Together they walked into the plushly furnished and immaculately clean house. Susan could feel her soaking wet panties work their way up into the tight crevice of her ass cheeks as she moved, their clinging smoothness exciting the sensitive, coppery-furred lips of her pussy. She felt tiny throbs pulsing in the little bud of her clitty, and she bit her lower lips tightly to hold back the wicked sensations that were beginning to throb between her legs. A warning bell tolled in her subconscious, warning her she had to leave-nowbefore the hotly delightful tinglings in her pussy became too strong to deny. But she was unable to find the words to tell Tony she couldn't stay. Instead, she shuddered and chilled from the sexual stimulation that indulging in something forbidden gives, even against one's will....
They passed to the kitchen and Susan turned and smiled at Tony. She felt more light tremors flaring up between her thighs, and she sucked in her breath, squeezing her legs tightly together in an attempt to cease the tingling sensations that were beginning to inflame the warm, wet crevice of her traitorously throbbing pussy. It was horrible, it was perverted, it was nothing but raw animal lust to be fucked on her own part! Yet even as she hated herself for her obscene response to the boy, the redheaded teacher could feel her uncontrollable cunt becoming more and more aroused by the second. Stop it! For God's sake stop it this instant, she hissed down at it ludicrously, as though it were a separate entity. Then, gritting her teeth together, she somehow found the necessary moral strength to momentarily break the corrupting hold on her mind. "Tony," she whispered, blushing slightly, "Tony, where's your bathroom? I-I have to do a number one while you're making the coffee."
"Sure thing, Mrs. Mayer. Only the heater's not on in there, and it's pretty cold. You better use the bathroom that used to be my mom's. I'll show you the way."
He led her out of the kitchen and up a long flight of curving stairs, averting his eyes from her until they reached the bedroom at the end of the hall. Jesus, he didn't dare look at Mrs. Mayer any more! With the snow melting on her and her wet dress plastered to her the way it was, he could see her legs all the way up to her snatch! He could even see the outline of her panties underneath, and Jesus! Her big white tits were swelling up around her bra like they were going to burst right out at him! If he wasn't careful, he was going to get a hard-on the size of a telephone pole, and then what would his teacher say? He bet she'd be madder than heck at him.
"Here's uh ... my sister's bedroom, Mrs. Mayer," he murmured, flicking on the light and showing her in the large, exquisitely furnished room. "Look, there's a big fur robe my sister wears when she is cold or wet. Maybe uhh ... maybe you'd like it? I mean ... well, let me get it for you!" In a flurry of embarrassment he crossed to the wardrobe and brought out a fluffy white fur robe. "Here, take it."
"How thoughtful of you, Tony, but I really don't think I...." Her voice trailed away into almost a soft whimper as she realized that the boy was staring at her with complete unconscious fascination. She looked down at herself, and ... God! No wonder! She might as well have been standing naked in front of him! Her melted-snow-soaked woolen dress was clinging to her like a second skin, showing off every curve of her huge tits and ass cheeks to him! Without thinking what she was doing, she unconsciously undulated her hourglass hips as she shifted her weight to take the soft, furry robe from the boy. A shiver of new arousal rippled through her already knot-tightened belly as she saw the blond-haired youth's deep blue eyes suddenly glint with sexual excitement. God, she had to stop this! Yet even the tiny suggestion of the lust to fuck her in his avid gaze made her want to scream for more. Involuntarily, her own eyes moved down over the young boy's trembling form, and a sudden rush of passion surged through her hotly protruding nipples, thrilling and terrifying the older woman at the same instant. The teacher could clearly see a slender, bulging hardness pressing outward against the soft, wet crotch of his pants! Young Tony Miller's cock was obviously in erection! The mere sight of it pulsing beneath the restraining fabric filled her with an aching desire to reach out and touch the boy there. Oh Lord, she had caused him to want to fuck her! She had to fight it! She had to fight both of their excitements now, but how? How could she find the strength when her now even more hotly steaming pussy was crying desperately for him to fuck it!
What could she do? Leave ... leave...! Turn and run before it was too late! No ... Susan knew instinctively that would be a mistake. Young Tony would only think she was angry at him for having gotten an erection. God, and it was her fault, not his; he was only innocently responding to her provocatively displayed tits. No, she had to fight her own lewd urges right here in this house with the boy. It was the only way, and perhaps for the best. If she could overcome her lewd desires to spread her legs for him while so totally tempted, then she would never have to fear them again. God, what a battle! The first thing she had to do was get out of her wetly clinging dress, though, and stop leading the poor boy on any more. Yes ... wrapped in the lovely white robe, it would calm them both down....
"May-maybe on second thought I will use that robe, Tony," she said to him in a shaky, breathless voice. "I'll change in here. It's very warm and cozy."
"I ... I'll have the coffee ready for you when you come out, Mrs. Mayer," Tony said. He backed out, shutting the door quickly behind him.
The trembling young teacher sucked in her breath and leaned against the closed door, trying to calm her ragged nerves. Then she sighed and walked toward the large bed in the middle of the room. She began unzipping her dress with hurried, quick motions, almost feverish in her desire to strip the wetly clinging cloth from her body. Involuntarily, she stared toward the door, then guiltily averted her eyes. Tony was out there waiting for her ... that beautiful young boy, waiting and wanting to fuck her, just as she was wanting him to. Only he in his innocence couldn't know exactly what it was that his handsome young body craved ... except to see her naked tits and thighs and even ... even her pussy!
God! Even away from his she was giving in to her wicked impulses by inches! Inches! How many would Tony's tender, young cock have? Two to three, she imagined; that would be about right for a boy his age.
She could almost visualize his youthful hard-on standing rigidly erect, jutting out from his lean, hairless belly without his pants to hold it down against his legs....
Damm! Ohhh, damnation! She couldn't let herself give in to this maddening desire to be fucked by him which had somehow taken control of her shameless little cunt! But, God, how easy it would be! All she'd have to do would be to show him her naked pussy hairs, and the little darling would come running to fuck her like a playful puppy. And then ... God, and then . : .!
Another tremendous surge of wicked delight rippled through her wetly flooding cunt at the thought of salaciously stripping naked before the young student. She felt herself tremble from head to toe, her firmly rounded tits and naked ass cheeks rippling as she removed her dress. Oh God, Tony Miller was a beautiful boy and probably would have the hardest, most beautiful little "weenie" in the world hanging between his legs. Oh God. why did she have to be so moral in her outlook on life? Why couldn't she just act like the whore she'd like to be and lie back on the bed with her pussy spread wide and call him back in the room to fuck her the way she was dying to be fucked!!!
CHAPTER THREE
There was the soft, sibilant sound of heavy breathing outside the closed bedroom door, but it was not heard by the nakedly stripped woman inside!
Oh, God, Mrs. Mayer had big beautiful tits! young Tony groaned to himself as he crouched by the keyhole, peeking in at her....
He had been down in the kitchen making coffee for her only moments before, but he'd been unable to think of anything except his teacher stripping naked a few yards away from him. Finally his excitement had been too great to swallow, and he'd gotten up the courage to take a chance and sneak back to his sister's room. Jesus, the opportunity wouldn't ever come again like this. Vivid pictures of what she would look like without any clothes covering her titties and naked pussy had flashed luridly through his mind as the boy had crept silently up the stairs in his bare feet. He'd stealthily inched to the door ... then moved to a voyeur's peeking stance to stare breathlessly at the now nearly naked older woman.
The hotly aroused youth had been just in time to see the voluptuous redhead drop her wetly clinging dress to the floor. He felt a hardening jump of his young cock beneath his pants as her thin, diaphanous brassiere and panties came into view. She was stripping her clothes off without any lewd or obscene movements to show she was aware she was being watched. Tony felt just like a peeping Tom, and the lewd thought of what he was doing somehow made her innocent performance for him all the more exciting!
He felt another sharp jerk in his pants, his cock throbbing with its almost painful erection ,as she turned from him to pick up her dress from the floor. The sensuously curved cheeks of her ass came into tantalizing view, and the boy could see a completely unimpeded sight of the narrow nylon cuntband of her panties between her firm, full thighs that tightened momentarily as she bent over. The smooth, wetly clinging panties slipped teasingly up into the thin little slit of her pussy from the pressure of her position, and then remained bunched up in the fleshy crevice of her ass as she straightened up again to take the dress over to the radiator. He watched her with bated breath as she walked across his sister's bedroom, the cheeks of her almost naked ass jiggling slightly as she moved. Jesus, she was driving him crazy!
The heavily panting young boy watched his teacher more intensely than ever as she returned from the radiator dressed now only in her thin brassiere, pussy-revealing panties and sexy stockings. Carefully she rolled each one of her gossamer nylon stockings down, arching her legs as she slowly pulled the thin veneer of the nylon free of her ankles. Man, he'd watched his older sister undress like this before, but she was nothing! Mrs. Mayer was better than any girls in the dirty fuck pictures he'd seen at school! The hard-on in his pants had risen to almost its full height, the tight, restricting material of his undershorts hurting it painfully. He pushed down, allowing his slender young cock to slip out of one legband of his white cotton underwear and into the greater looseness of his pants. It helped for a moment.
Susan leaned forward then, reaching behind her to unclasp her tightly cupping brassiere. The youngster held his breath, almost letting it burst out from his straining lungs as he watched her slowly straighten up and pull the thin white cups away from her chest. Now he could see all of his teachers full, ripe titties! Man, he could almost taste those pink little nipples like raspberries in his mouth! He didn't want to be discovered, but Jesus, how much could a guy take without squirming and shouting? Ohhh shit! And now she was moving her ass a little and rolling the tight elastic waistband of her thin panties down ... down ... He could see the first copper-sheened wisps of her curly little pussy hairs now. Ohhh, he was going to see all of Mrs. Mayer's hot snatch!
Tony rocked .slightly, clutching his slenderly aching prick in his pants and gritting his teeth as the mature woman's thin, hair-lined cunt lips came clearly into his view. She gently stepped out of her panties and picked up the robe, slightly parting her legs to wipe the moisture off her inner thighs. The young boy could see tiny dewdrops of snow-melted moisture sparkling up between her thighs and along her belly, and the narrow slit of her pussy faintly glistening as she exposed all of her huge white tits and cunt to his hidden, lusting eyes. Oh shit, it was too much for him to take! He couldn't stand it any longer, and he let out an involuntary groan of excitement....
"Ohhhh," he moaned from behind the door. "Ohhh Jesus...!"
The nakedly stripped teacher heard the mewling cry of sexual frustration, and a spasm of shock and horror shot through her naked tits. She clutched the robe up to her breasts in modesty, staring at the door, her face reddening in a deep, shameful blush.
"Tony! Is that ... is that you out there?"
The young boy groaned again, stumbling upright and through the door. "Ohhh, Mrs. Mayer! I ... I'm sorry!" he cried out in a trembling, high-pitched voice. But his deep blue eyes were still glued ravenously to her barely covered nakedness, his excited young mind drinking in every rounded curve and valley of her body. His teacher's panicked attempt to cover herself had left exposed one long, satin-skinned leg all the way up to her firmly rounded thigh, and he could see a few stray red tendrils of her pussy hairs peeking out around the edge of his sister's robe. Ohhh, his cock was as hard as a steel rod now!
"Jesus, you're beautiful," he moaned uncontrollably, taking a step nearer.
The older woman watched the boy's eyes wander wantonly up and down over her naked flesh, and her face seemed to glow with a strange, immoral pride. She found herself incapable of wrapping the robe tighter around her; instead, it took all of her willpower just to stop herself from dropping the material and basking her naked titties and pussy shamelessly before the youth's blatantly admiring eyes. She could feel an aching hunger down inside her cunt growing and spreading upwards to the hardening nipples of her tits as the boy slowly, irrevocably moved closer to her across his sister's bedroom. She pressed her wet, naked thighs together tightly in one last determined effort to overcome the salacious temptations that were rising within her cunt below. She knew she had to make Tony leave the room that very second or she would not have the strength to fight off the obscene lusts that were tugging at the core of her hotly quivering pussy lips.
"Pl-Please, Tony! God, you have to go! Please!"
The passionately breathing young boy didn't seem to hear her weakly whispered protests. He stepped still nearer to her, continuing to stare with smoky-eyed longing at every soft, ripe contour of her huge, lush tits behind the robe. "I ... I couldn't help myself, Mrs. Mayer," he moaned despairingly, stopping less than a foot from her. "I ... I just had to look at you without your clothes on. Please don't be mad at me! Please!"
Susan groaned, feeling the last shattered remnants of her vow to keep away from the boy fading into nothingness. The insane desires which had been smoldering in her treacherously demanding cunt all afternoon were becoming furiously burning fires now, spiraling up to burn licentiously away at her mind and emotions. Her dark eyes gleamed with rising depravity, and she let her tiny pink tongue ease out to moist' en her full pink lips. God, she was lost! Lost in her attempt to keep the slightest measure of self-control. Too lost to even feel remorse for the lewd, licking flames of the indecent desire to show him her cunt that were flooding through the wet little hole up between her thighs. The tender youth wanted to see her naked pussy and tits ... well then, let him!
"I'm not mad, darling child," she heard herself say in a soothing, throaty voice. Slowly she allowed the soft, furry robe to slip between her fingers, exposing in tantalizing degrees the sides of her smoothly curved body, and gradually revealing her hugely quivering tits. "I want you to see me naked, my sweet little boy...," she purred in sudden wicked abandonment, sliding the thick material farther down, exposing to his burning young gaze the smooth, flat plane of her belly and the soft, redly flaming curls of her throbbing pussy hairs. "Yes, Tony, look at me all you want. I'm not mad. I like you watching me naked like this. Do you like Mrs. Mayer's big, hot titties, darling?"
"Ohhh, Jesus, yes, Mrs. Mayer!" the boy gasped, his breath rasping and his eyes darting hungrily over her nakedness. His mind whirled insanely with disbelief. This couldn't be happening! It was a dream! He'd wake up any minute now and find out it was a delicious wet dream and he'd cum all over her pajamas! "Oh, Mrs. Mayer, they're so big and puffy!"
"You're a very handsome young boy yourself, Tony," she sighed, smiling provocatively down at him. Susan was still vaguely aware of a small, sharp stab of horror at the back of her mind for what she was doing. There was still a part of her consciousness that was shocked at the shameless immorality of her lewd, cunt-baring actions-but a much more urgent voice inside her mind was persuading her that she wanted this boy to fuck her more than she had ever wanted to be fucked before! And Tony wanted to fuck her just as badly! How could she deny herself, or him, the wicked cock-and cunt-bursting pleasures they could enjoy locked nakedly together? She couldn't! God, she couldn't deny either of them that!
"Let's he down where we'll be more comfy, my sweet little baby boy," she cooed invitingly. She slipped up on the bed behind her, sliding back and settling herself on the thick, soft coverlet. Slowly, tauntingly, with a wicked little smile, she spread her full, white thighs apart, exposing all of the soft, silken curls of her pussy hairs and the pink, moist flesh of her cunt lips beneath them to the boy's greedily feasting gaze. She leaned up on her elbows, staring down between her widespread legs at him, lowering her eyes for a moment to the heavily swollen bulge at the crotch of his pants. "Come to Mrs. Mayer, darling. I won't hurt you." She smiled, licking her lips suggestively. "I can tell you want to feel my titties and hot pussy."
The boy groaned and hesitantly crawled up on his sister's bed beside his nakedly spread teacher, his wide eyes bugging as they swept over her blatantly naked body. It was all he could do to keep from dropping to his knees in between her legs and pressing his face up into the softness of her bright red pussy hairs. Man, Mrs. Mayer really had a body!
The older woman moaned and writhed under his prodding eyes, undulating her quivering buttocks down into the coverlet with her rising tide of depraved lust. For the first time in her life, she realized that she was feeling a real desire to be fucked by a male. It seemed impossible to believe after running so long from men and shamelessly finger-fucking herself for relief in the privacy of her bed, but now it was truly happening to her! What did it matter if her pussy was going to be screwed by a young boy? She was just a female animal in heat at last, a rutting she-cat mewling out for cunt-stuffing fulfillment that had been denied it for far, far too long! With an uncontrollable urge, the older woman reached up and curled her arms around the boy, pulling him into the softness of her heavily throbbing tits.
"Come here, darling child," she moaned deliriously. "Oh God, come here close to Mrs. Mayer's big hot titties, sweet little Tony."
The youngster didn't try to figure out what was happening, only that it was, and man! He didn't want anything to get in the way of the new sensations he was feeling now! His redheaded teacher was marshmallow supple and soft, and her naked body was glued into his as though it had always belonged there. She twisted her body around and up against his chest, obscenely thrusting upwards the firm mountains of her pink-nippled tits.
"Ohhh, darling Tony," he heard the older woman whimper. "Oh, suck my hot titties! Suck them like you were a baby sucking mama's milk! Ohhh, suck them, sweetheart child!"
Young Tony Miller couldn't have held himself back if he'd wanted to. Hungrily, he dipped his parting lips down upon one warm, satiny mound and sucked on its tiny nipple, completely absorbing it and the firm areola while his other hand caressed the older woman's other breast feverishly. Man! He was sucking Mrs. Mayer's tits! Oh, Jesus, they were smooth and warm in his mouth! He began to nibble and suck with increasing delight, feeling the bud-like tips throb into quivering hardness against the wetness of his tongue. Jesus, she tasted good!
The young boy could hear her breathing harshly through her flaring nostrils, and felt her squirm arousedly under him with increasing fervor. She moved her thigh up against the crotch of his pants and pressed against his hard young cock as he ground his lips harder into her breasts. He could feel his cock juices seeping from the slit on the painfully swollen tip, smearing against his leg inside his pants until he was certain she could sense the wetness through the material. She continued massaging it up and down with her naked thigh, making his prick jerk as though ready to cum at the slightest extra pressure. He sucked deeply at the hotly throbbing tit in his mouth, nipping with his tiny sharp teeth while he felt his cum building explosively in his balls below. Crap! He couldn't shoot off his load now! That would ruin everything!
Young Tony Miller pulled his mouth free from the delightful sensations of his teacher's breast, placing his cheek against her brilliant red hair as he panted desperately in an effort to hold his orgasm back. "Gee, Mrs. Mayer," he groaned. "I ... I can't take much more of this! I ... It's so hard! It aches!"
"Ohhh, you poor little darling!' Susan replied. She squirmed to twist around and face him, her fingers moving of their own accord to smooth over the bulge in the front of his pants. She sensed its pulsing hardness through the cloth as the boy grunted at her touch, and then she traced its length with thumb and forefinger, the feel of it sending wicked thrills rippling the length of her spine. She thought guiltily for a moment of what she was inciting this vulnerable young boy to do to her, and then of the shock it would be if somebody caught her now, stretching naked beside him on his older sister's bed. Yet the momentary shame she felt seemed to strangely excite her all the more....
"Have you ever f-fucked a girl before?" she softly whispered into his ear. "Have you ever taken your clothes off and fucked a little girl's pussy, darling Tony?"
"G-golly, Mrs. Mayer! No, no never! I-I've never done it before! I-I'm not too sure even what to do!" he blurted out in his youthful passion.
"Well, don't you worry about that. I'll show you how," she promised sensuously. "I'll teach you what fucking a real woman is all about!"
Tony realized suddenly that the older woman was quivering violently against him, her thighs moving harder and more urgently against his cock. "You want to fuck me, darling?" He heard the woman breathe deeper this time.
"Oh, do I, Mrs. Mayer!" the boy answered, the lewd words coming from her mouth exciting him even more. "God, do I!"
"Yes! But you have to tell me what you want to do to me, Tony. Tell me or I won't know," she teased wickedly.
"Shit, I want to fuck you, Mrs. Mayer! I want to fuck your hot pussy!"
"Oh God, then, let's get you naked!" she groaned helplessly. "Let's get you naked, you adorable little man!"
Fuck her! Fuck my teacher! Tony's young mind screamed wildly. Damned right he would! He scrambled up to a crouching position over the writhing naked female beside him and desperately began to unbutton his shirt. A slight twinge of self-consciousness washed over him as he watched her reach up with her own trembling hands to unfasten his belt and pants. But it faded fast as the dreamily smiling woman slid his pants down his legs, then curled her fingers in the waistband of his underpants and tenderly slipped them down around his lithely quivering young ass cheeks, her eyes riveted on his virile young cock as it burst free into the air. Her soft fingers gently closed around the throbbing, blood-fUled shaft of hardness, her lust-filmed eyes widening in seeming delight at the sight and feel of the excitedly jerking boy cock.
"Oh ... oh God, Tony, it's so handsome!" she gasped as she stared up at it. And to the boy's astonishment, she began to work her tenderly grasping hand up and down over the firm outer skin, manipulating it back and forth in wondrous delight. "Your lovely little prick is just the way I knew it would be, darling...."
Jesus! His teacher was lying there naked on his older sister's bed and playing with his cock! Things like this just don't happen with women like her! Only with whores like the ones in the fuck pictures! But shit, it was for real! Mrs., Mayer was bare-assed naked and stroking his hard, swollen prick like she loved jacking him off!
The nakedly stripped redhead was lost in the ecstasy of the moment. Yes ... here was a cock she didn't have to be afraid of! It was just the perfect size and shape for her! And it was as hard and hot inside her rapidly pumping fingers as she imagined it would be, ridged along the white shaft from the wide base upward, then more spongy and soft-appearing at its blunt crimson head. Excitedly, the older woman drew the thin foreskin downward behind the coroneal rim, feasting her eyes on its entire exposed, glistening tip while the youngster's body jerked beneath her fingers. With her other hand she slid his clothes down over the rest of his legs, removing them from his bare feet while she continued her slow, rhythmic beating of his thinly hardened young cock. This was how little boys masturbated until they came ... Well, now, he wouldn't have to use his fingers again, and neither would she have to finger-fuck herself. He was going to fuck her! God yes! Fuck her till she couldn't even crawl!
"I like your cock, Tony. Ohh, it's going to feel good slipping up inside my hot, slicky little pussy hole fucking deep in my cunt! Oh God, lie down between my legs and fuck me, you darling! Now, before I die . .
But Tony stretched out first beside his teacher, experimentally moving one hand down to the smoothness of her naked ass cheeks. He cupped them, relishing their warm, vibrant shape as he drew her open, unresisting loins up tighter against his young body. Her clean, feminine scent was maddening, a cock-hardening perfume he had never smelled before. Her flesh was trembling and moist with perspiration against him, and then she raised her face to his, locking her mouth tightly to his as her hand searched down between their lewdly straining bodies for the hardness of his boyish cock. He gasped as the coolness of her fingers closed around his rigid young prick again, and he pressed his head forward automatically in response, kissing her wetly in return. Her lips were soft and gave before the harsher pressure of his teeth with a yielding sensual softness that sent tiny chills racing over his youthful skin. She crushed the full length of her older woman's body against his and ground her pelvis tightly into him ... and then suddenly she twisted around and pulled him over on top of her, opening her legs wide to cradle him up between them.
"Yes, sweet boy," she hissed passionately. "Yes, let Mrs. Mayer show you how to fuck a woman's pussy with your beautiful little cocky!"
She crushed the boy tight to her and ran her hands searchingly down over his lean, innocent body, eagerly exploring the secret hollows and curves. His virile young cock rested hard against her inner thighs, pressing into the soft, copper-furred slit of her cunt, She arched up for a moment, levering them both up off his sister's bed with the strength of her back and, reaching down under her naked ass cheeks with both her hands, pulled her pink, wet pussy lips slowly apart with her fingertips to give his slender young cock greater contact with the wet, sensitive little hole of her now hungrily throbbing cunt. She relaxed with a sigh, lowering her body back to the bed, his rigid young cock head trapped moistly between her furrily tickling pussy slit.
"Now, darling...." the older woman cooed in his ear. "Now put your hands behind my back and hug me hard. Ohh, hug me, you little darling, hug me...."
The still-disbelieving youngster forced his hands between her shoulders and the mattress and ran them down the soft, naked curves of her back and hips. He could feel the raised ridges of her spine moving almost imperceptibley as she ground her belly and huge white tits up against him in a slow, teasing rhythm. The sinews of her muscles rippled lightly just under the ivory-hued skin and the tenseness of the cords in her thighs pressed against the outside of his hips. Man! This was wild! He couldn't even imagine how tight her eager little pussy would grip around him later when he had wormed his weenie up inside her!
"Oh God, you feel nice," Susan whispered to the boy, smashing her lips against his again and writhing the flatness of her naked belly close up against him. Her nails trailed across his slim, hairless back, leaving small red lines in their path. Tony pushed his hands farther down beneath her, cupping the fullness of her smoothly curved ass cheeks in the palms of his small hands and pulling her hotly trembling cunt slit up tighter against his cock and balls.
"Yes, ohhh yes, Tony! That's my little baby darling. You're doing just fine!" she moaned beneath him. In the beginning throes of his first fuck, his instincts seemed to know what his experience had not taught him yet and her encouraging words sparked the youth to greater bravado. He moved his naked young ass up and down slowly, fucking his hotly throbbing hardness along the cunt-juice-slickened length of her pussy lips, sensing his teacher growing wetter and wetter between her thighs with each move he made. Her nakedly grinding ass began to churn more desperately up against his loins until her legs, without warning, snaked up around either side of his young hips and locked him urgently down deeper against her.
"Ohhh, it's time to fuck me," the redhead moaned rapturously into his ear. She clenched her eyes shut and bared her full, sensuous lips back over her teeth, her calves locking tightly against the back of his thighs. "Yes, darling! Put your beautiful little cocky in Mrs. Mayer's hot cunt and fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it nowwwww...!"
Her hands snaked down around beneath her nakedly spread ass, and circled around his throbbing boyish cock, her inflamed senses unable to bear the teasing sensations that were tormenting her hungry, widespread cunt a moment longer. She guided him up between the throbbing lips of her desire-moistened pussy, parting the soft, flaming red pussy hairs around the pink little hole between her thighs with the head of his virile young cock tip. The boy groaned above her as he felt her slippery, wet pussy flesh graze tauntingly against his penis as she positioned its head to fuck into her, forcing it into a still-greater hardness that made his cum-filled young balls below ache from the excruciating pressure.
"Now, darling! Fuck it up into my hot little cunt now and fuck it! Ooooo!" the redheaded young teacher pleaded breathlessly. Tony sucked his breath and strained upward between her widespread thighs, feeling his cock slowly pressure inside the tight elastic opening of her cunt. "Ohhh, yes! Yes! Fuck your beautiful little cocky all the way in to Mrs. Mayer's little cunny!"
Susan moaned beneath the thrusting boy as she felt the warm, elastic-like sheath of her wet pussy hole slip tightly up over his sensitive young cock head. Tony fucked into her slowly, gradually filling her with sensations and pleasures she had never dreamed could have existed for her. There was no pain this time, no cringing horror at what a grown man would force her to accept, because this time it was a tender young boy who was fucking into her! A boy of just the right length and size to satisfy every hungry craving she had fought so desperately against before! Every moist membrane of her excitedly seeping pussy was pas donate and responding, eager for his slowly penetrating cock. She could feel her cunt flesh enveloping his youthful penis like a warm, welcoming glove, massaging of its own volition the young boy's erection with tingling, electrifying pulses. Young Tony's smooth face glowed with the newfound pleasure he was experiencing at the moment, the delights of which he had never known before in his young life. He propped his naked body up on his elbows and stared down between their now cock-and-cunt-joined bodies, panting heavily as he watched his slim, virginal cock fuck slickly up into his teacher's soft, pink-fleshed cunt. His short, stubby penis surged up inside her nakedly undulating belly to the full depths of her love-starved pussy. Her tightly locked cunt walls squeezed hard against the full length of his desire-swollen shaft at first, and then eased up as the surrounding wetness lubricated the way. Suddenly he hit bottom, his cum-bloated young balls slapping hard down against the nakedly spread cheeks of the older woman's ass.
"Oh God, yes, darling!" Susan crooned softly as she writhed her pelvis up and down to stroke against his boyish penis. "Oh, it's so wonderful, Tony! Now, pump your cock in and out of my cunt! Fuck me! Ohhh, fuck me until we both cummmm! Oh darling! Oh darlinggg...."
The youngster needed no urging. He ground his thighs into the squirming, flaccid flesh beneath him as his teacher had instructed, feeling her strain back and arch her cunt up hard at him. He heard her as she moaned ceaselessly beneath his body as he began to fuck rhythmically into her, opening and closing her legs around his hips as she worked up and down in time to his own smoothly fucking rhythm. He watched her as her mouthed gaped open wide, her head flailing from side to side on the mattress again and again in wild abandon. Shit! He was really fuckin' it to her now! He was throwing his meat into Mrs. Mayer, and man, did it feel good! He quickened his thrusts, flicking the full length of his young cock deeper and deeper, delighted as it brought more low moans from her passion-clenched lips. He was learning to fuck a woman and make her cum, and learning fast ... and he swore that this wouldn't be the last time he fucked Mrs. Mayer! No sir-ree! Not when she was this hot for his little boy cock!
"Ohhh yes, Tony! Ohhh, darling boy, yesss, fuck me like this!" the hotly writhing redhead cried out in delight. She gasped for breath at the delightful stimulations that were coursing through every fiber of her body as young Tony's hard, slender cock fucked excitedly up into her hungrily yearning pussy. Now she felt like a woman, healthy and enjoying sex at last, loving the magnificent young student's penis as it fucked ceaselessly in and out of her hotly gripping cunt hole with growing skill. She reveled in the lust that she had been trying so hard to deny herself! It was fucking alone, fucking for its own sake, and that was all she cared about!
Tony could feel his lust-crazed cock growing and expanding inside her until it felt as though it were going to burst from the insanely maddening pressures building in his balls. He fucked into her hungrily devouring pussy with increasingly hard strokes, his slim hips pounding wildly as he tried to bury more and more of his lust-hardened young cock deep up into the moistly clinging walls of his teacher's eagerly welcoming pussy. Jesus,' any second now he was going to cum! He was going to squirt out his cock juice right up inside a woman's snatch and fill her belly like he'd always dreamed of doing. Man oh man oh man, was it goooodddd ...!
The nakedly flailing teacher gripped him tight between her thighs, opening and closing them in time to his long, inward fucks up into her eagerly grinding cunt. She gurgled beneath him, the sound coming from deep within her chest as though she had no control over it. She was alone with the boy in a private world of sex. leaving her ex-husband, her lecturing aunt, all of her fears and horrors of a cock fucking up into her cunt behind forever. She could feel his tight young balls slapping rhythmically against her lewdly bucking inner thighs, and she was filled with the lewd desire to feel him shoot his fresh boy's cum from deep in his balls far up into her thirstily sucking cunt!
"Oh fuck me, fuck me hard, you little darling! Fuck me in the cunt with your wonderful hard cock until you cum!" She was mumbling all the obscene words that came to her mind. She jackknifed her legs up tight, pressing her knees back hard into her whitely jerking tits and offering him the full opening spread of the nakedly raised little hole up between her thighs. Her eyes rolled uncontrollably in her head, her face contorted as she strained for the final explosive cum that was so near....
"Oooh God! I'm cumming, little baby!" she gasped suddenly, her mouth wide in ecstatic abandon. "Ohhh darling, I'm cumming! Cum with me!" She pulled back her thighs tighter until the whole of her pink, wide-stretched cunt was presented up to the boy to spew out his cum into as he willed. Her ankles locked over his back, her cock-filled pussy squirming beneath him in a wild, uninhibited dance of lust. Her mouth hung wide open, unseeing eyes gazing at the ceiling above....
"Oh ... Oh shit!" Tony blurted crazily. "I ... I'm cumming too, Mrs. Mayer!" He fucked his young virginal cock hard up inside her pussy, wilding straining' for the final end of this bittersweet torture which was building-building-in his balls. Then all at once the young boy felt the white-hot stream begin deep in his cum-swollen young balls and race steam-like down the length of his wildly plunging cock. He gasped as his deeply imbedded shaft began a sudden uncontrollable jerking motion that flooded without warning his teacher's violently clasping vaginal hole with surge after lewd surge of his adolescent sperm. "Oh Jesus, I'm cumming in your pussy!" he groaned, convulsively ramming his madly climaxing cock farther and farther up inside her nakedly writhing belly.
"Don't stop fucking, darling! Oh God, don't stop fucking and cummminnggggg!" Susan pleaded mindlessly. Then she choked, a low banshee wail suddenly forming on the edges of her saliva-glistening lips, piercing through the lewd banging of the bed's headboard against the wall, and the two slickly sweating bodies slapping wetly, nakedly together.. Her nostrils flared wide and she screwed her hungrily milking cunt hole desperately up on his wildly ejaculating young penis, locking her pussy walls around it with all the strength of her thighs while her loins throbbed spasmodically against his smooth, hairless belly.
She held her breath for an interminable moment, feeling her young student empty the last of his hotly spurting young cock juices deep into her hungrily milking cunt well, and then she expelled her breath, as if she had been hit in the stomach by a solid fist. The juices of their comingling orgasms swirled far into her softly quivering belly in a white, wet tide of joy and passion that the softly moaning older woman had never dreamed could have possibly existed.
Tony Miller throbbed the muscles of his rapidly deflating young cock, hoping to bring it to life again so he could continue to fuck his teacher. Jesus, what a ride! Man, he couldn't wait to get hard again so he could fuck her some more! But a warm, numbing lethargy flowed pleasantly over him as his passion waned, and the boy hugged the woman in exhaustion, a great sigh of contentment escaping from his lips.
The heavily breathing redhead lay with his head nestled on her softly billowing tits, still able to feel his small, limp cock throbbing weakly up inside her pussy. Her legs slowly went limp and, sliding down from around his ass, fell out to the sides, splaying obscenely on either side of the youth's still-panting body. Her heart pounded in her chest as the intensity of her cum gently faded from her cum-flooded cunt and a semblance of sanity returned to fill her mind. Her body felt beaten and drained, and slowly a wave of shame and guilt filtered through her as she remembered she was lying on Tony's older sister's bed and that it was her young student, who was lying on top of her with his slender, semen-milked cock still buried between the soft fleshy folds of her open pussy. Tears began to streak her cheeks as she looked down at the lewd picture she and the youngster made together, lying with arms and legs spread wide apart and his lean, young nakedness covering her own in the age-old position of man fucking woman....
Well, she had been fucked by a boy young enough to be her son, and fucked good. Fucked right in his own home, on his own sister's bed, just as she'd begged him to do. A few hours ago she had been a decent, respectable woman, but now she lay here with the white-hot cum of a virginal young boy pooling deep up inside the secret recesses of her depravedly welcoming belly.
She felt Tony's spent body stirring above her, and the soft tugging of his withdrawal as his now-limp young cock slipped from her reluctantly yielding cunt with a lewd, wet, sucking sound. He crawled from between her legs, a thin strand of his white cum trailing across her thigh from the end of his now-deflated cock as he rolled over next to her and sighed blissfully.
"Golly," he said in wistful tenderness. "Wasn't that a great fuck, Mrs. Mayer?"
A wave of self-loathing rippled over her naked flesh. God, she wished she was dead! She wished somebody would come in and kill her for being such a perverted, corrupting whore. But no, she was alive, perhaps just barely, but she was alive. And now she wanted more than anything else to get away from this awful place as fast as she could. She moved, stretching her aching limbs into a sitting position, then put her hands on the side of the bed to pull herself in anguish to a standing position.
"I said, that was sure some fine fuck, wasn't it?" Tony asked again, and Susan heard the trace of uncertainty in his voice.
"Yes ... yes it was," she said tonelessly, bending down to pick up her soft, silken panties. "That was a fine, beautiful fuck, Tony." What else could she admit? How could she deny it after the way she'd led him on and responded to his eagerness? "But ... But I better be going now." She struggled slowly into her clothes, trying hard to avert her eyes from the naked teenager sprawled on the bed. "It's time I went home."
"Gee, you don't have to, Mrs. Mayer. Sis and her husband won't be back for hours yet. Next time I fuck you will be even better, I promise!"
"There ... won't be a next time, Tony," she answered vaguely, trying to steady herself so she wouldn't fall.
"Golly, w-wasn't it any good for you, Mrs. Mayer? D-don't you want me to f-fuck you any more?"
Susan looked up and saw the pain in the handsome youth's face and she felt sorry for him. His vulnerable adolescent ego was wilting at the humiliating thought that he hadn't been man enough for her. God, if he only knew how well he had fucked her pussy to cumming! she thought. But she knew she had to be firm in her rejection of him. She had to say no, or else neither one of them would never have a chance to forget what they had done together and return to a normal studentteacher relationship. "I ... I like you, Tony," she said, faltering for the proper words. "But ... But this was a mistake. I thought ... oh, I don't know what I thought. But I do know it won't happen again. Never. Do you understand?"
"S-sure," the young boy murmured, lowering his head with dejection. Yeah, he understood, all right. For a while there he'd been stupid enough to think maybe Mrs. Mayer liked him a lot, what with calling him darling and things. No ... he could see she really didn't give a rat about him. She was just getting her kicks out of a little kid and not very good ones at that. She was used to being fucked by grown-up men, he bet, ones with lots more experience and bigger peck ers. The sad-faced boy looked up again as his teacher began walking toward the door. He stared with a thick lump forming in his throat at the way her stilldamp dress clung to the smoothly rounded cheeks of her ass, the same ass he had just seen naked ... like her legs and titties and cunt! The same ass he had just fucked. Yeah, he understood just fine that she was all finished with him. She was treating him just like he was dirt! She didn't even love him at all!!!
Susan opened the door of the bedroom, turning at the same time and taking a final look at the room and the boy who would live in her mind forever as a symbol of her shameful, sudden surrender to her lewd fantasies. "Goodbye, Tony," she whispered to the silent, sullen youth on the bed. "See you in class on Monday...."
She walked through the house and out into the snow. The cold air seemed to refresh her this time and she kept the window of her car rolled down as she drove home, the wind whipping coolly through her long red hair. She tried to think of what she would do on Monday as she walked inside her classroom to face the boy. Act as if nothing had happened today? Leave town? God, what could she do-but she was too exhausted and beaten to care. She entered her apartment, went into the bedroom and sprawled tearfully across her bed, too lost and miserable even to pull the covers up over her. One thing she did know, she thought, she would never again take young Tony Miller out for a private lesson in nature study. She drifted toward a restless, fitful sleep....
CHAPTER FOUR
The next day the sun shone bright and clear. Susan Mayer awoke with a start. Lying in her bed she could see a few stray clouds through her window, the fast-fading remnants of the previous day's last spring snowstorm. Accompanying the clouds were slight gusts of warming wind which wafted through her window to heat up the bedroom to a lazy, stay-in-bed temperature.
It was not the kind of morning the redheaded woman had expected. In spite of the warmth she was chilled by a blanket of cold, cruel images half-remembered from the lewd afternoon before when young Tony Miller had fucked her to a wildly pleading cum. She could perceive a face, a young boy's face, his tender young mouth locked around the rounded swell of her heaving trembling tits ... she could almost feel imaginary small hands caressing and squeezing them lovingly. She could nearly hear her own deep craving voice pleading for more ... more ... cock! Cock: only a word to her before, a notion of physical contact that she had always endured, never enjoyed. But yesterday afternoon she had learned the reason her ex-husband had demanded a divorce. She had learned the real meaning of the word fuck. But it hadn't been from a man. No, it had been an inexperienced youngster who had given her long-denied pussy a strange new life that was empty without a boyish cock to fuck, away the fiery longings that had suddenly been unchained up between her legs.
The visibly trembling young teacher clenched her eyes tightly shut and bit hard on her lower lip in an effort to block the guilty thoughts from her mind. She felt tears welling in her eyes, but she blinked them back, knowing that somehow she would have to pull herself together so she could face the normal world again. Lifting herself unsteadily from the bed, she hurriedly dressed in clean brassiere and panties, a short pleated skirt, and a light pullover sweater. This time she didn't have to pause to look at her nakedness in the mirror, ashamed by merely the feel alone of her lewdly betraying tits and pussy; and then she walked into the kitchen and put on the water for coffee. She tried once again to shake off the mood of guilt and shame which was an aching knot in her belly, but her memories would not be banished or ignored.
Desperate for release, she opened the cabinet beside her and took out a nearly full fifth of bourbon, and when the coffee was ready, she took the cup and the bottle into the living room, where she slumped dejectedly on the couch. Though she seldom drank at all, and never this early in the day, the thirty-year-old redhead poured a healthy shot of the bourbon in her coffee in hopes it would help calm her shattered nerves. She took a small sip, feeling the hot alcohol warm her all the way down to her empty stomach, and then she took another, larger swallow. A moment later she was rewarded by a faint light-headedness that eased and soothed her tormented mind a little.
But despite the liquor flowing through her blood, Susan could not shake ah of the haunting, morbid remembrances of yesterday afternoon. She glanced down at the fullness of her tits, and remembered how she had urged her young student to use his lips to fuck and lick them to full and throbbing tautness. She recalled all too clearly how she had led the boy to fuck her dormant cunt into a raging mass of cock-hungry flesh until she had been devoured by an orgasm that had left her shaken and depleted. God, how would she ever be able to forget yesterday afternoon when she had taken a virginal youth and sacrificed his priceless innocence to satisfy some hidden inner devil within her treacherous little pussy? She had raped him without mercy as though it had been another woman, a complete stranger, evil and depraved, who had had control of her mind and who'd forced her to do those wicked, perverted things. And she could find no excuse to justify her vicious behavior, not one reason to ease her burden of guilt. Trembling with her shame and loathing, the anguished older woman lit her first cigarette of the day. Then she raised the cool glass bottle to her fevered lips, not even bothering this time to mix the whiskey with the coffee, but drinking the burning liquor straight down....
In an apartment not far away, Andy Stotski, Susan Mayer's fellow teacher, was also sitting in the living room. Unlike his disturbed fellow worker, however, the rugged-looking, if somewhat paunchy man was feeling quite contented and he relaxed with a girlie magazine and a beer while he hummed a tuneless little song. At the moment, his only concern was whether he should change out of his bathrobe and go over to school or if he should go back in the bedroom and wake up his wife, Mitzy, fuck the hell out of her, and then drive over to the junior high school. It was a harder choice this morning than it usually would have been, because Andy Stotski was more than just a biology teacher at a lousy little junior high school. He had not wasted his education in biological plants for the pittance these school districts paid teachers nowadays.
Stotski had a thick, broad chest with well-developed pectorals that came from his constant field work in the plant world, and his curly dark hair was salted with white as a result of exposure to sun and wind. This was the respectable part of Andy Stotski, which most people of Old Orchard Beach knew him by, but the man ran deeper than that, his other interests lying sinister and disguised....
Another side to him was one a few of the wilder residents saw, for Andy and his wife were avid, zealous "wife-swappers." He knew, for example, that if he woke his wife, Mitzy would be in a receptive mood for his cock, because she was always ready to fuck. Any way, with anybody, at any hour, just like he was. He recalled with satisfied relish the mate-swap orgy they'd held in this apartment the night before with four other married couples, and the abandoned hours of naked fucking which had taken place after the dog-fuck movie had been shown. Which was the reason why Mitzy was sleeping late this morning, having worn herself out after a multitude of cunt-flooding cums, with male and female partners alike. Hell, she'd even finger-fucked her pussy to cumming twice while watching the film, he thought lustily....
Still fewer knew of another facet to Andy Stotski, and the secret of his hidden financial success. He was also a main supplier of Cilliosidyn, hallucinogenic mushrooms, and some of the harder drugs for the area. Because he was an authority on mushrooms, it brooked no suspicion when he would have his classes out collecting them for "experimental" purposes. He then could separate the Cilliosidyn species from the non-drug type, dry them, grind them up into powder and sell them for a fortune to the local hopheads. Since the big crackdown on LSD, he was even shipping as far away as New York and, in that the wooded sections of this part of Maine abounded with that particular species, he could supply all they needed. In fact, that was why he had to get over to school today. He had to get a shipment ready for a courier who was arriving from Boston to pick some up on Monday morning.
There was a knock on the biology lab door and Andy Stotski frowned, turned toward the offending noise. "Who," he asked himself caustically as he rose to answer it, "can that be?" He finished closing the last packet of the shipment for Boston and walked across the laboratory and unlocked the door. He frowned again, for there in the hallway were three teenaged boys, all standing in a cluster and looking up at him with anxious eyes.
"Uh, Mr. Stotski," one of them said hesitantly. "Do you have a little time to talk? It's kind of important...."
"Yeah," Stotski said slowly, wondering what they were doing in school on a Saturday. "Yeah, I guess I do, Ted."
He knew the boy who'd spoken to him: Ted Brooks, a husky youth. He also knew the other two youngsters beside him: Willie Baker, a slack-jawed, rather stupid-looking oaf; and Tony Miller, the smallest boy of the three, and the smartest in school. Stotski knew them all because being a male teacher, many of the boys came to him with their problems. In that he was lax in his own personal life, he understood them and sympathized with them.
"I'll be glad to help if I can," the older man said, letting the trio troop into his classroom lab. "You know me-I like kids. Sit down, make yourselves comfortable."
"Gee, didn't I tell you Mr. Stotski would help?" Ted said, grinning widely. "I bet he knows all the answers. Go on, Tony, tell him what's the matter, just like you told me'n Willie this morning."
"Gosh, I ... I dunno, I mean." Tony blushed a livid shade of red, stammering as he tried to think of what to say. "I mean, it's sort of personal."
"What he means," Ted said, "is that it's about a girl."
"Not just a girl; a grown-up woman!" Willie Baker corrected. "He got laid yesterday by the best-looking teacher in our school, Mr. Stotski. Goddamn, I sure wish it had been me! I would've known what to've done!"
"Shut up, blockhead," Ted snapped. "Let Tony tell Mr. Stotski what happened."
"Well...." Tony licked his lips. "Well, I was taking my nature studies lesson with Mrs. Mayer, and-"
"Mayer!" Stotski gasped, almost rising out of his chair. "Listen, you don't mean you got into that redheaded nature study teacher's pussy, do you, boy?"
"Uh-huh. It was Mrs. Mayer," Tony nodded, his expression a mixture of pride and misery. "See, she was all wet from the snow and standing in my kitchen with her dress all tight to her body, and I was...."
As the boy continued to tell how he had fucked the older woman in his sister's bedroom the previous afternoon, it was all Andy Stotski could do to refrain from bursting out in laughter. Christ! He'd have given a month's supply of mushrooms to have gotten into that woman's hot little cunt. Every time he'd caught sight of his co-teacher's and neighbor's feminine charms, he'd had the lewd urge to ram his cock hard up between those firm, satin-like thighs of hers and stick it to her like a roast on a spit. He could recall the many happy moments that summer when he'd spied on her through a hole in the fence as she'd sunbathed in a tiny halter and shorts, getting a hard-on while watching her almost naked body slowly undulate on her chaise lounge. Damn, she was prime! He and his wife had her over for drinks a couple of times, and Mitzy had gone shopping with her, but he'd never been able to figure out a way of making a pass that she would accept. And here this snot-nosed little brat was admitting that he'd had his adolescent little cock all but fucked off by the woman! Hell, Willie was right-he sure wished it had been him!...." then she got up naked, from the bed and dressed," Stotski heard the young boy finish relating. "And gee, Mr. Stotski, I don't understand. One minute she's calling me darling and is all over me, and the next she's cold as hell. She told me I couldn't ever fuck her again, like I was no good or something. She sure played me for a sucker. I thought she really loved me!"
"Tell us again how she begged you to fuck her," Willie Baker asked eagerly. He licked his thick lips, his eyes glittering with excitement. "That's the part I like the best, where she begs you to stick your cock in her."
"Fuck me!" Tony said proudly. "Mrs. Mayer crawled up on my sis's bed and she moaned, 'fuck me, Tony! Fuck my hot little pussy harder! Fuck it harder!'"
"Ohhhh," Ted groaned. "If that had been me, I'd have creamed in my britches right then and there."
"Listen, you guys, I want to know what to do," Tony complained. "It ain't right, turning me on like that and then just leaving me like I was nothing. I want to know what I can do to get even with her and get to fuck her some more!"
"I got my own idea of what I'd like to do to her," Ted snickered crudely. "I'm thinking if that cute teach of ours tried that with me, I'd fuck her again. And maybe if she got sassy again, I'd fuck her three times!"
"Aw, you and who else would hold her down while you fucked her?" Willie sneered at his friend. "Sure, that would be a great way of paying her back, a little of her own medicine, you know what I mean? But you'd have to knock her out with a baseball bat or something first."
Listening to the boys. Andy Stotski was struck with the first inkling of a wicked plan. He sat, his mouth twisted with the lewd idea in his head and the obscene conversation in his ears. Thoughtfully he shaped and molded the details, for if he was successful, it wouldn't be long until he was fucking his luscious fellow teacher too. And not only that, he had a few other surprises in store for her as well ... but only if his plan worked from the very beginning.
Stotski cleared his throat and said, "I think you boys have the right approach. Mrs. Mayer cut Tony's nuts at his expense, and her punishment should fit the crime. Only she has to be half-willing, or you'll all land in trouble."
"You got something in mind, Mr. Stotski?" Willie questioned breathlessly.
"Shut up!" Ted Brooks butted in. "Let him tell us. What's your plan, Mr. Stotski?"
"Well, now, you boys promise to keep it a secret, and I'll let you in on it," Stotski grinned. "First, you all take the same class from her, don't you?"
"Sure," Tony said. "Nature Study. Well be together on Monday for a group mushroom identification trip."
"Perfect. Then Monday you'll get her out in the trees. All of you, in a gang fuck."
"Monday!"
"Holy Cow!"
"Yeah, you boys take her into the woods, and then that's it! The three of you should be strong enough to handle her."
"Wow, Mr. Stotski!" Willie Baker snickered gleefully. "That's a winner for sure!"
"Yehhh," Tony said with a frown of concern. "But gee, like you said, we could get into a lot of trouble if she doesn't like for all three of us to fuck her at once."
"I think I've got the answer for that problem, Tony," Mr. Stotski chuckled lewdly. 'I've some special Cilliosidyn saved. I keep it for just such occasions like this. It's an aphrodisiac similar to Spanish Fly, and if you can get Mrs. Mayer to eat some, I guarantee shell turn on like a rocket! She won't be able to get enough of you kids' cocks to satisfy her pussy, believe me! And I'll tell you what I'm going to do for you. 'Cause you're all such good kids, I'll let you have some free. How's that?"
"Golly, that's terrific!" Ted chimed in, clapping his hands. "We can mix them up with the regular mushrooms, just like Mrs. Mayer always picks for us to eat. Well switch them on her!"
"And she'll never know the difference!" Willie added obscenely. "What do you say, Tony? Ain't that a fine idea?"
Tony grinned with the bitter thoughts in his young, Immature mind. That stuck-up woman! Look down at him, will she, just because he's not grown up yet? Make him feel stupid and no good, will she? Well, just wait until Monday, Mrs. Mayer. Wait until we all get finished fucking you with our pricks! You'll wish you'd never been mean to me, I promise you that!
"Slap the mushrooms on me, Mr. Stotski," he said eagerly. "Mrs. Mayer's never going to know what hit her ... not until it's too late!"
Mitzy Stotski was sitting at her dresser wearing nothing but a filmy nightie that was all but invisible over her curvaceous nakedness. She was holding up pretty well for being over forty, her husband thought as he entered the bedroom later and the auburn-haired woman turned around. If he weren't such a lecherous bastard and liked to fuck other pussies too, he'd never have to leave the house.
"What took you so long?" Mitzy asked pleasantly with a yawn.
"Oh, just talking over some problems with three kids from school." Andy let his eyes flicker over her huge, round breasts, which were set closely together, and then down lower to the enticingly rounded sweep of her thighs. Between her slightly spread legs he could see clearly through the soft blond-colored pussy hairs covering her loins to the fleshy pinkness of her cunt lips glistening wetly through the gauzy layer of her gown. Damn! He was going to fuck his wife for sure this morning!
"You telling them about the birds and bees, lover?" His wife stretched lazily, yawning again.
"No. I gave them some of my special Cilliosidyn blend." Andy grinned wickedly at his wife. "But you might say it's more of an investment."
"You've got something cooking," she accused teasingly. "I can tell by the dirty look on your face."
"You know me like a book, baby. You're dead right-I've got one hell of a plan!"
"Does it include me?"
"You bet it does! Just the way you like to be included, too!"
A throaty laugh came from the blonde-haired beauty. "I knew you'd finally figure out a way of getting some of her cunt. Well, lover, I hope your plan has both of us enjoying that hot little pussy! I've wanted to lick it just as badly as you've wanted to fuck it, you know!"
Andy's eyes continued roaming over the thin, flimsy gown which so barely covered her otherwise naked charms. Christ, his wife was something wild: he'd never known a woman more eager when it came to sucking and fucking male and female alike. He knew she preferred getting herself fucked by other men, and the larger the cock the better ... but every now and then she lusted for the satiny feel of a woman's soft, smooth-fleshed pussy beneath her lips. Well, if his idea worked as well as he figured it would, Mitzy would soon be face-deep up between the lovely long legs of their neighbor with her hotly swirling tongue fucking her velvet-curled pussy crazy. And he...? Well he'd be watching while she cunt-lapped the other woman, getting hotter and hotter until finally he joined in to fuck the redheaded woman teacher within an inch of her life....
CHAPTER FIVE
The warming bourbon flowed lazily through Susan Mayer's bloodstream, and although she knew she was getting rather inebriated, she was grateful that some of the paralyzing guilt and shame about letting her young student fuck her was slowly fading from her. Still, her hand shook as she picked up the almostempty bottle, and she had to put it down before the dark liquor splashed over her sweater and skirt. Her stomach was still tied in knots despite the alcohol, as blurring, naked images of Tony's virile young cock fucking deep up into her shamelessly devouring little cunt continued to pass through her mind in a confusing parade.
God, how could she ever have been so foolish? The thirty-year-old teacher was feeling increasingly sorry for herself now as the whiskey loosened her reserve, and in self-pity she knew she possessed a frightening weakness within her cunt. She was now a woman en slaved to her pussy's desires, no longer the perfect lady, unblemished by sin or frailty, her aunt had described so often. After yesterday, Susan was painfully aware of the overwhelming power of her treacherous little cunt's sexual lusts, and nothing she felt could ever blot out those lewd sensations nor the obscene memories of the young boy's cock fucking deliciously up between her widespread thighs.
Just the recollection of the handsome teenager's cock was enough to send a little thrill of pleasure through her, makeing her nipples harden on the tips of her tits beneath her sweater. And what of the boy? Was he thinking of her now, wanting to fuck her as much as he had yesterday afternoon? Would the little boy tell any of his friends about fucking her? With a sudden fright, she recalled her own school days and all the stories she had heard about how the boys discussed their conquests, and with sinking heart she realized that she could not trust young Tony Miller's discretion. She'd have to see him alone on Monday and warn him not to talk!
No ... she didn't dare! It was obvious she couldn't control herself. If she was alone with the boy and the chance presented itself, she might just strip her panties off for him again, and that would be the utter ruin of her! God, she'd have to stay away from him and pray that if he bragged about fucking her, nobody would believe him. If she didn't know better, she would not have believed herself capable of lying sluttishly back on a bed and opening her legs for him, so why should anybody else believe an absurd rumor? Ohhh, why couldn't she have wanted a man to fuck her yesterday instead of a young boy? Then she could just let it happen if she lost her self-control again. As it was, she thought mournfully, all she could allow herself were obscene, lurid memories to drive her mad as she returned to her dependence upon finger-fucking herself to cumming....
There was a sudden fight knocking on the front door, startling the redheaded teacher from her thoughts and almost making her drop her bottle of whiskey. "Who ... who is it?" she called out in a slightly slurred, thick tone.
"Susan?" a cheerful, girlish voice came through the wood. "It's me, Mitzy Stotski! I'm home alone today, and sort of lonely. If you're not busy, I thought I'd come in and chat awhile?"
Susan's first impulse was to tell her fellow teacher's wife to come back later. She was drunk and miserable and in no condition to be with anybody. But then after a second's reflection, she changed her mind.
"C-coming, Mitzy," she called back, stumbling slightly as she headed for the door. Mitzy had been one of her first "girl friends" when Susan had moved in, coming over the same day she'd rented the apartment from her earlier in the week. Susan had found her exceptionally open and shocking with her language, one who made no secret of her enjoyment of sex and her loneliness when her husband was working. In spite of their respective differences in moral outlook, Susan liked Mitzy's refreshing, intriguing ways. Mitzy was a woman she could talk to, if nothing else ... and Susan was suddenly struck with the desire to talk.
Oh, certainly not concerning her being fucked by little Tony Miller! God no, not that! But she certainly could use a pleasant chat to take her mind off her troubles and the bourbon whiskey. Yes, a nice chat as if nothing was the matter....
Without considering whether she was sober enough to pretend she was all right, the redhead opened the door and greeted her neighbor. "It's good to see you. Come in."
"Don't mind if I do," Mitzy replied jovially. 'I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"
"Oh, no, nothing. I was just sitting around, trying to get up the energy to do the house."
"With the help of a bottle," Mitzy teased. "The one on the table there."
"Oh, well, I ... I felt cold this morning," Susan stammered, blushing with embarrassment. "I thought rd perk up my coffee with another drink. Would you like some?"
"I'll just take it straight in a glass, if it's all the same. It's safer that way." Mitzy sat down on the couch while Susan fetched a glass from the kitchen. "But don't apologize for it, dearie," she said as Susan sat down beside her and poured a drink. "I like a pick-me-up in the morning to stir the tired blood. Whatever the weather, today's Saturday, and that's all the excuse I need. Well, cheers!"
Susan smiled nervously as Mitzy toasted her, and she drank lightly from her cup of heavily liquored coffee. Mitzy leaned over her to get a cigarette from her purse, and her huge, soft tits pressed with deliberate provocation against the redhead's shoulder. Then she straightened and searched for a match with a sensuous motion of her hips and legs, the thin, shift-like housedress she was wearing rising along her naked white thighs.
"I'm so glad you were home, Susan," she purred throatily, smiling at the red-haired teacher. "It's so much better than sitting around all alone, isn't it?"
"Y-yes," Susan replied. Unconsciously, she raised her drink again. It was better, she had to admit. It hadn't been good for her to sit and brood the way she'd been doing, becoming more depressed by the minute. "Yes, it certainly is, Mitzy...."
The two young women chatted for almost an hour about silly, unimportant things like sewing and cooking and the new fall television shows. Mitzy was witty and could converse on a dozen different subjects, and even her naughty, risque jokes weren't offensive to Susan, but set her laughing delightedly. Then, after Andy Stotski's lascivious wife judged that the time was ripe and Susan's guard was down, she began to move in for the Mil....
"I could use another refill," she said, and picked up the almost-empty whiskey bottle. "There's just enough for a drink apiece."
"No, no more for me, thank you. I better not."
"Well, I'd say you could use another. If you don't mind me being nosey, dearie, your story about being chilly this morning wasn't very convincing. Like they say on those lousy soap operas, you're drowning your sorrows ... and doing a damned poor job of it, too."
Susan tried to deny the fact that her neighbor had hit the nail on the head, but the words wouldn't pass by her suddenly quivering lips. She sat holding her drink clasped tightly to her belly, her eyes round and moistening with involuntary tears as all her shame and guilt from letting one of her young students fuck her silly came flooding back into her whiskey-weakened mind. God, how could she he to Mitzy when it was obviously plainly written on her face? And yet-how could she ever tell the truth?
"Oh my, now I've upset you, dearie," Mitzy said, catching Susan's arm in a display of sympathetic concern. "You want to tell me what's bothering you?"
Susan shook her head convulsively, shuddering slightly beneath her clothes. "N-no ... I can't," she blurted in a small whisper. "I can't...."
"Well, you should, you know," Mitzy urged. "If s not good, keeping your hurt bottled up inside you like this. It only makes it worse in the long run."
Susan felt tears brim in her eyes and trickle down over her cheeks. She didn't want to cry but she was unable to stop herself; she felt so miserable and indecisive at that moment that the warm liquid drops were something of a defense mechanism to momentarily flood out her terrible guilt. Dimly, she was aware of movement beside her and her neighbor's arm softly slid around her shoulder, and she could hazily feel the other woman tenderly stroking the silken strands of her long red hair.
"There, there," she heard a softly soothing whisper in her ear. "There, there, it can't be as bad as all that...."
"Ohhh, it is," she moaned uncontrollably. "If s so bad. Mitzy, I'm so miserable!"
"Tell me about it, dearie-don't be afraid. It'll be just between us two, I promise ... and if I can help you in any way...."
Perhaps it was Mitzy's tenderly reassuring words or perhaps it was because her own torment was simply too great to bear and the alcohol she'd consumed had loosened her natural reluctance, but whatever it was, the redheaded teacher's tortured mind suddenly did want to confess. And with an overwhelming surge, she broke down and told her salacious blond neighbor in sobbing, broken words about the cunt-bursting fucking she had received the previous afternoon from young Tony Miller. She left out nothing, for once the dam of her sorrow had been broken, she was incapable of leaving any of the unspeakable sins unsaid. Then when she was finished, she lowered her head and continued to cry in wretched helplessness.
Mitzy Stotski stroked Susan's brilliant red hair lightly and a small lewd smile curved along her beautiful face. Christ, she thought, she's really had a bitch of a time. Perfect ... perfect ... I'll be licking her hot little pussy crazy in no time....
"Dearie...." she said soothingly, "so you let the little boy screw you. So what? What the helL He enjoyed it and so did you. Sex is natural."
"But what I like doing isn't natural," Susan moaned disconsolately. "It's ugly and perverted."
"Dearie, it's about time you learned that you're far from being alone in your desire. Most women enjoy strong, eager young boys fucking them when they get the chance. Why, I crave them myself, in fact"
"You ... you do?" Susan sucked in her breath from the shock of hearing Mitzy's obscene revelation. She couldn't believe her ears!
"I love them fucking me," Mitzy nodded with lewd blatancy, "with their hot little cocks spewing cum deep up inside my cunt" She leaned back against the back of the couch and stretched out her legs, beginning to rub her thighs and belly with the palms of her hands. She stroked all around her softly swelling pussy area, moaning slightly as if aroused by her lascivious conversation.
"Ohhh, Susan, sometimes when Andy isn't around, I nearly go out of my mind wanting a handsome little boy to come over and fuck me. My pussy gets so hot and mushy that I think ifs going to burn a hole in my panties." She grinned lewdly at the horrified woman next to her. "Sometimes I even walk around without my panties on at all! Without anything on just so that the air will cool off the fire in my pussy."
"Naked? You walk around the house naked?" Susan took a heavy swallow of bourbon, the brazen confessions forging new and lewd images in her mind. Her heart began to pound faster beneath her tits and she felt her pussy clench inward up between her legs from the way her neighbor was so talking about young boys fucking her and getting naked.
"And ... and I do other things, too," the curvaceous vixen said. She inched closer, as if the very walls had ears, and put her arm around the breathlessly listening redhead again. "I have to, or ... or I'd go mad!"
Before Susan realized what she was saying, she asked, "What kind of other things?"
Mitzy tried to blush, an almost impossible task for the seductive temptress.
"Without a man around, what else is there? I mean, besides fingering your own pussy, of course. That's what I do when I'm all alone and get hot to cum. I he down on the couch with my pussy and tits naked, spread my legs wide and finger-fuck my cunt until it explodes all over my fingers."
"Mitzy...." Susan moaned. "Oh God, Mitzy...."
She knew that she shouldn't have had the last drink of bourbon. Her mind was becoming oddly distorted as she remembered young Tony Miller fucking her
... and then she thought of other mornings when the build-up of her passions had been too great and she'd lain naked on her bed and finger-fucked her own pussy to cumming like Mitzy was admitting to having done to herself! She felt she should stop this perverted talking before it got any worse; but the alcohol and Mitzy's lewd confessions on top of her own were all too much counteract! She could feel wicked, unwanted churnings of sexual excitement begin to flow more heatedly up through her cunt, and tiny prickles of involuntarily rising passion began to stir hotly through her huge, billowy tits.
"But ohh, Susan ... dearie, I get so excited ... Mitzy continued breathlessly. "I ... I don't think I can stand it, not without Andy here to fuck me...."
The naive teacher's eyes bulged even wider as she glanced over at the other woman, for now Mitzy Stotski had raised her dress yet higher, bunching it around her slender waist-and God! The older woman wasn't wearing any panties! She was naked from the waist down and she was spreading her legs still wider until Susan could see all of her blondly furred pussy mound! And then, then, the lewdly splayed woman wormed a finger deep up into her hotly juicing cunt!
Susan was struck speechless. Never before had she been a partner to such abandoned immodesty! She'd seen other girls' naked titties and cunt hairs naturally; had taken showers and had taught gym classes as a substitute gym teacher with no thought that their and her naked pussies were on display. But there had been good taste about it, and not a flaunting of nude cunts with overtones of sexual desire so openly apparent as now. She had always been ashamed of finger-fucking herself to believe the wicked hunger of her sexual drives and never had the thought occurred to her to use any other stimulation, such as looking at those lewd magazines and things. But here was her neighbor, her girl friend, shamelessly admitting dreaming of little boys fucking her while she fingerfucked herself to cumming!
"God, all I can think about is my hot pussy being fucked," the lascivious Mitzy Stotski moaned. She parted her slim white thighs and ground her fully exposed ass cheeks down on the couch, one hand moving up and down with slow encircling of the lovely blond curls and pinkly swollen lips of her cunt, while her other hand still rested around Susan's shoulder, preventing her from leaving the couch. "Fucked and licked-oooooh!"
Susan swallowed hard, her throat dry and her stomach feeling as though it was filled with butterflies, and she managed to stammer, "N-no, Mitzy ... you mustn't ... Oh God, you mustn't...."
"Mmm," Mitzy mewled uncontrollably. "But it feels so good...."
Andy Stotski's wife revolved her fingers faster and faster in the lust-moistened curls of her openly splayed pussy, her legs bent slightly to allow her hand greater access up between them as she hungrily massaged her hot little cunt slit. Her tender flesh grew flushed and wetter with excitement, and she breathed harder and harder, her huge tits rising and falling rapidly. She leaned her head against Susan's rigid shoulder and clenched her teeth tighter together. "Ohhh," she sighed through her closed mouth. "Uhhhmmmmmmmm...."
"Stop it," Susan pleaded. "Please ... please stop it!"
"Why? I'm only doing what I enjoy. We're friends, after all. We understand each other, and we both know we finger-fuck our pussies when we can't have a young boy to fuck it for us."
Her hotly glistening, finger-filled cunt was invitingly exposed to Susan's astonished view, and the shocked teacher could now even smell its perfumed female secretions. As much as she wanted Mitzy to stop, she was finding a strange attraction for the blond woman's softly curling pussy hairs and the smoothly grinding motion of her lewdly insinuating fingers. With a helpless, sinking sensation, Susan realized that her own hips were beginning to unconsciously undulate on the couch, and that her own tits and cunt were actually starting to throb with response to the immoral teasing beside her.
Mitzy saw her girl friend's weakening control, and with a sureness born of experience and cunning, she knew the time was ripe for her next move. She dropped her hand from the redheaded teacher's shoulder and gently caressed her friend's huge left tit, feeling her tense in momentary shock and try to pull away. But she could feel the nipple stiffen and swell under her massaging and tweaking fingers, and she gloated as she heard Susan's low mewl of surrender as the redhead slowly yielded to the torturous teasing and relaxed against her arm.
Although her mind was dazed by the amount of bourbon she'd consumed, Susan knew she had to make her neighbor leave that instant to keep from spreading her legs and fingering her own pussy. Yet her eyes stayed glued to her neighbor's rapidly driving fingers sliding in and out of the tight, pink hole of her wide-opened cunt, and she squirmed down tightly against the couch, feeling lewd, licking little flames of desire clutch at her own unconsciously moistening pussy.
She could not resist Mitzy's hand moving hotly beneath her turtleneck sweater and easing up the thin brassiere to cup the softness of her firm, full tits and trap the tiny, bared nipples gently between thumb and forefinger. She felt an aching hunger spread inside her from her tightly resisting belly up to her passion-hardened breasts and she labored hard, pressing the sensuously swelling lips of her pussy down against the cushion to try and put out the fire that was beginning to burn there. Mitzy's hand massaging her tits under her brassiere thrilled her as much as frightened her, and though she tried with all her might to pull the fingers away, her own hand would not obey her mind's command. It moved only as far as Mitzy's hand and then fell back, uncontrolled, into her lap.
Her eyes glazed as she looked down at the three fingers that were now fucking freely and smoothly up into the other woman's hungry, wet little pussy hole. She could hear the soft, lewd sucking sounds as they slipped in and out, and the purrings of abandoned delight that were coming from Mitzy Stotski's lips, and she bit her own lower hp tightly to keep back her own cry of frustration. Her body was beginning to perspire in the warm, closed room, and Susan could feel that her forehead was covered with tiny beads of moisture. A trickle of sweat ran slowly between her excitedly heaving tits down past her navel and over her belly into her pussy hairs below, its soft teasing trail causing her to twist downward again, the edge of the couch cushion forcing the secretion-soaked cuntband of her panties deeper up into the passion-engorged vagina, and she could feel tiny throbs of lewd desire pulsing in the hotly erected bud of her clitoris. Another trickle of warm wetness ran down the deep valley between her full ripe tits as Mitzy was kneading them, her hands teasing over the tautened nipples and her finger nipping them sharply, causing Susan to jump nervously each time she did it.
Mitzy Stotski turned and slowly moved her lewdly roving hand down from her neighbor's tits to her bared knee, sliding it upwards toward the fullness of her thighs.
Susan froze momentarily from the unexpected contact crawling insect-like over her sensitive flesh, and then the older woman was pushing up the hem of her skirt before she was able to react. In a blurred alcoholic daze, Susan grasped her wrist tightly, but it did not stop the blond, who was still able to move about freely, teasing her friend's cunt hairs and lower belly mercilessly through the thin material of her white nylon panties. Susan pressed her ass cheeks harder down against the cushion, and she could feel the warm wetness of the soft cheeks of her ass as her friend's finger worked more firmly against her pussy mound. Indecision arose again in her whiskey-fogged mind but the pleasureable sensations of her friend's lewdly moving fingers rationalized away the danger. It felt wickedly good ... only the pleasure and no danger ... and she closed her eyes tightly for a moment, resigning herself to the delicious feelings of excitement coursing through her body. It was almost as though Mitzy was touching her naked pussy, but still she felt she was safe. Mitzy could not get beneath her skirt without forcing her, and Susan didn't think her neigh bor would try that. Surely she would go no further ... but suddenly she gasped in surprise!
Mitzy had removed her hand from her lap and was moving it gradually under her ass cheeks from the side. Her fingers searched obscenely in the deep, hidden crevice between her buttocks, mercilessly teasing at the moist little pucker of her asshole through her thin skirt and panties. Susan squirmed slightly away as Mitzy's middle finger began a gently stroking motion, pushing the folds of her skirt moistly up into the warm, throbbing slit up between her softly trembling legs. A gush of shame washed over the red-haired teacher as sudden waves of indecent pleasure overcame her desire to resist. Mitzy Stotski, sensing her girl friend's tacit surrender, became bolder and softly slid the skirt up the backs of her thighs so that she could penetrate the hotly trembling softness underneath. Susan could already feel the light, tickling sensation of the material sliding from between her thighs and the cushion....
"No...." she breathed thickly. "No, you mustn't, Mitzy. We're two women! It ... it isn't right."
"Pleasure is the only thing that's right," Mitzy replied huskily. "The rest is just bullshit." She wasn't about to stop, especially because of the ever-weakening pleas from the woman whose cunt she planned to lewdly suck and lick in every way she could. Her one hand beat an ever-increasing tempo against her own obscenely spread vagina, while her other hand inceased its stroking probe of the panties between her younger neighbor's unconsciously spreading thighs. "You like what I'm doing. I know you do. Your cunt's so hot right now that it's all wet and slicky with the need to be fucked!"
Susan's breath caught in her throat and her denials of the truth came out as helplessly mewling sighs. She could feel her skirt rising faster now, though it was still not visibly apparent to her gaze. She inadvertently lifted as a fingernail scratched the softness of her gently quivering inner thigh, and her skirt slid upward more rapidly, hooked as it was to Mitzy's middle finger. Suddenly she gasped aloud. There was no more skirt! Mitzy's hand covered all of the tight, wet cuntband of her panties and was snaking up under the elastic legband and worming between the moist, hot lips of her pussy. She squirmed against it, holding her breath as desire ran away with her mind. Her whole body quivered until her helplessly impaled vagina became accustomed to the lewdly invading finger worming up into the warm, wet softness of its tender walls. She could feel its hotly seeping moisture covering the palm of the hand beneath her ass cheeks as it ground imperceptibly up into the tight little hole between her thighs.
Susan was almost out of her mind, wildly thinking she couldn't stand this maddening teasing of her nakedly vulnerable pussy another moment! She was ready to do anything Mitzy wanted her to do in order to quench the fire raging through her tightly contracting cunt walls. The sight of her blond neighbor fingerfucking herself beside her with her thighs spread lewdly wide upon the couch, and her middle finger fucking up into her own hotly seeping cunt without mercy were just too much!
"I thought so," she heard the other woman whisper throatily. "You do like me fingerfucking your cunt. I can tell it by the way your hot little pussy is twitching.
Just the same way it twitches when you're finger-fucking yourself, right?"
Susan's face grew a bright red. Ifs true, she thought tormentedly. Then she jerked forward slightly as Mitzy's middle finger wormed further up inside the tight elastic opening of her cunt, feeling wild electric shocks of pleasure stabbing through her. Ohhh, God, yes ... ifs too true ... She ground her hotly flooding pussy involuntarily back against the lewdly probing finger imprisoned licentiously up inside it as Mitzy began a gentle rocking motion .to which her own body responded in time.
Mitzy smiled triumphantly to herself and kissed Susan's ear tenderly. She sensed that from now on she could do anything she wanted to, and she vowed that she'd make her neighbor's coppery-fuzzed little pussy so sticky wet and hot to fuck that she'd offer no resistance to her husband, Andy, when he finally joined them. "You've got big, beautiful tits," she whispered. "Let's get naked...."
"Oh God, I can't," Susan panted between desireclenched teeth. "We ... we mustn't go any further. Ohhh, we mustn't!"
"Yes, we must. We want to, Susan, that's why. Here, I'll undress you. I'd like to do that to you...."
The lewdly enticing words strangely excited the younger woman and she knew she wasn't able to fight against the other woman's forbidden actions. Already her body had betrayed her, for she couldn't stop the grinding of her wetly split pussy walls against the finger-fucking lewdly up between them, and she could only groan in surrender as Mitzy Stotski gently pushed her down on her back upon the wide, soft couch. Her uncontrollably aroused loins undulated in tiny circles and arched upwards from her panty-covered cunt as she felt a sudden desperate yearning for more of the wickedly exciting sensations.
"No ... oh, no...." Susan groaned in a final attempt at protest, but it was too late. The blond was standing beside her, stripping off her own thin housedress, and Susan saw that the brazen older woman was without a brassiere as well as panties! The sheer decadence and daring of such indecency only added to the thrilling abandonment of the moment, and she moaned as her eyes once more feasted on the moist, silken-haired curls of Mitzy's nakedly exposed pussy. The unwanted moisture of hunger formed in her mouth as she allowed her gaze to rest upon the woman's voluptuously rounded tits and their pink, rock-hard nipples. She made no protest as the woman came to her again and sat down beside her on the cushion, but was only able to moan and squirm in shameless, uncontrollable response when she heard Mitzy's softly coaxing voice in her ear.
"Now you, dearie. Oh, now well make your beautiful young tits and pussy naked too..
Susan was desperately aware of Mitzy Stotski's hands snaking swiftly around her body and raising her sweater to her neck. She could feel the cool rush of air against her skin as it was pulled from her shoulders and dropped in a soft heap to the floor. The snaps of her brassiere came next, and she heard a faint sigh of lusty appreciation from Mitzy as the flimsy cloth landed on the sweater and her huge white tits were bared entirely. Then her neighbor leaned over her, and with one swift downward jerk opened the zipper of her skirt to the top of her buttocks. Fingers hooked in the tight elastic waistband of her white nylon pan ties and slowly pulled them down over the softness of her full rounded ass cheeks, gathering them with her skirt and letting them drop in the small, skimpy pile of her other clothing.
There was nothing left. Susan lay before the other woman stripped completely naked, and she felt close to fainting as Mitzy's lips pressed warmly into the naked flesh of her belly. The sudden wet contact sent a chill racing the length of her spine, and she lay frozen to the couch, her surrender complete as she watched the woman's wet, pink tongue slowly circle her navel in perverse preparation for the lewd ravishment of her whole naked body that she knew was soon to take place.
"I'm going to lick your hot little cunt and make you cum, Susan," Mitzy whispered seductively, crawling onto the couch between the soft white flesh of her trembling thighs. The moist, pink slit of her nakedly spread cunt lips was presented up to the woman's hungrily leering face in helpless sacrifice. "I'm going to tongue-fuck you and make you cum like you've never even dreamed of cumming before...."
Mitzy slowly placed her palms flat against the insides of die young redhead's legs as her thumbs rested on the soft, fleshy folds of her flaming, red-haired pussy. Then, with a slow, torturing outward movement, she drew the helplessly spread teacher's softly glistening cunt lips apart to expose the moistly cringing little hole of it to the mercy of her gaze. She watched it greedily for a moment, and then with a groan of savage desire, she dropped her head and snaked the full length of her tongue up into the warmly throbbing walls of the flaming red cunt.
"Oh God, nooo! Don't do that to meeee!" Susan cried out. "Not that! Don't, don't lick me there! Nooooo!" Her head was up off the cushion, watching down between her huge naked tits in horrified disbelief as Mitzy's head rocked in lewd delight down between her wide-splayed legs below. A soul-searing moan escaped from deep inside the tormented teacher's chest, her naked ass grinding desperately down upon the cushions as she tried to escape the cunt-splitting assault
"Oh, please, Mitzy, please don't...." she whimpered, trying hopelessly to screw her ass back down from the hotly flicking tongue that licked without mercy at the tightly clenched little hole up between her thighs. Mitzy's only answer was a lewd, cunt-hair muffled giggle from her wet lips and a further fuck of her tongue up into the tight, fleshy mouth of her cunt sending tiny goose bumps rippling across Susan's softly quivering belly and full, heaving tits. Oh God, Susan thought, her nakedly spread pussy was being denied in a way she'd never dreamed possible in her most wicked imagination! Great tears of shame welled in her eyes as she listened to the lewd, sucking sounds her voluptuous blond neighbor was making down there between her wide-stretched legs. Yet, in spite of her shame and revulsion, her naked ass jerked back upward involuntarily as spasms of delicious, tit-hardening sensations coursed through her raw nerve endings.
"Oh no! No, it can't be! Oh God, noooo...." The cruel realization slowly came to her that her treacherous little cunt was rapidly beginning to desert her. The impact brought further cries of horror not only at the thought of the obscene lesbian act she was committing with another woman; but at the more frightening and humiliating thought that her treacherous cunt was actually enjoying it! She clenched her teeth tightly together and fought with all her will against the tiny, licking little sparks of desire that threatened to burst into sudden uncontrollable flame and devour her in helplessness. But it was a losing battle as Mitzy Stotski mewled and licked ceaselessly at her nakedly thrashing pussy hole down below.
"It can't be ... it can't be happening...." she groaned to herself in undisguised humiliation, her head flailing tormentedly from side to side as the blond-haired woman's tongue continued to spear hotly in and out of the involuntarily dilating lips of her shamelessly flooding cunt. Yet the tiny wisps of forbidden pleasure were growing ever stronger as the wide-stretched tightness of her throbbing cunt was hungrily consumed and, uncontrollably, she screwed her ass around in small grinding circles so she could feel ah of the wicked, sensual rape of her helplessly stimulated flesh, shuddering with delight as the lewdly slaving woman taunted the tiny wet nub of her clitoris and gently sucked it up into her mouth. Ohhh ... she had never known anything in the world like these sensations. They were so different, so wickedly overwhelming ... She moaned in utter defeat, curling her hands tightly into her neighbor's hair, for suddenly there was nothing else in her world except the wickedly lashing tongue that was licking so beautifully at her passion-excited vagina. Forgotten was the horror that it was a woman who was doing it to her, forgotten now were her shame and humiliation. All that mattered to her now were the wild, riveting shafts of pleasure that were piercing through her flesh like tiny prickling needles of fire.
Mitzy Stotski sensed her neighbor's submissive sur render, and with a salacious little grin, she fucked her! pink, wet tongue deeper up into the quivering hot sheath of her now hungrily welcoming-young cunt. She could feel the soft, red pussy hairs grazing tanta! lizingly against the tip of her nose and the sides of her! cheeks as Susan ground her openly spread cunt in a slow, lewd undulating rhythm up against her mouth. She was hers now, the older woman gloated as she excitedly watched the uncontrollable, lewd contortions of the teacher's unbearably pleasure-filled body. The little blonde bitch was hers ... and her husband's!
Susan squirmed and bucked under the maddening torture of her girl friend's wildly flicking tongue and lewdly sucking lips until she thought her heart would pound up out of her chest. She raised up off the couch again, locking her hands tightly behind Mitzy's head so she could pull the woman's wetly punishing tongue deeper up into her hotly sucking cunt. Between her thighs was one mass of burning wet sensitivity, growing more and more intense with every passing ; second, spiraling up to a pinnacle that would soon explode in gigantic rolling waves of pussy-bursting pleasure.
"Ohhhh, yesss ... Susan moaned in ecstatic delight.
"Oh, Mitzy, you make me feel so gooooddd. Yes, yes, suck my cunt ... suck my cunt until I cummmmmm!"
Her hotly throbbing pussy flowered open wider and wider and her cunt-juices flowed wetter and wetter with each further second that Mitzy's tongue fucked up between her long, wide-stretched legs. The liquid! of her lewd excitement ran in warm trickles down the side of her neighbor's mouth pressed tightly up into the softness of her pussy, then down the inside of her smoothly gripping thighs into the wide-split crevice of her obscenely jerking ass cheeks. Susan was so enveloped in the lewd, cunt-bursting sensations of the wild tongue-fucking she was receiving that she never heard the front door open and an expectantly grinning Andy Stotski enter....
CHAPTER SIX
The burly biology teacher was still in his bathrobe, but as soon as he'd shut the door, he dropped the robe and stood naked, his heavy, lust-hardened cock jutting massively out from the dark thick hair covering his balls. He had been standing behind the door his wife had left purposely ajar, straining his eyes while watching and waiting, until he couldn't stand it a moment longer. He had tried to wait until his wife would signal to him, but the sounds of their lewd sucking and heavy breathing and moaning had worked his lust-burgeoning cock almost to the bursting point.
The man Walked barefoot across the sound-deadening carpet until he was standing beside his nakedly kneeling wife. Then he reached down and with an affectionate motion rubbed the palm of his left hand along her excitedly quivering ass cheeks, slipping his middle finger hotly up between them to slide up through the wet, hot slit of her excitedly seedling pussy. Mitzy Stotski never ceased or faltered in her mad licking of Susan Mayer's cunt, for she knew the touch of her husband and the familiar feel of his finger fucking up into her pussy in the special cockscrewing way he had of finger-fucking her. She smiled inwardly to herself as she slavishly tongued the smooth, softly fringed pussy flesh before her-Andy had arrived and now would join in, and none too soon, either! She was close to cumming, and the way her girl friend's pussy was secreting, the hot little redhead wasn't too far off herself....
Andy's dark eyes glittered with lewd desire as he gazed down at the passionately writhing nakedness of his neighbor and fellow teacher, Susan Mayer. Her huge, sweat-glistened tits danced like soft white jello on her chest as she squirmed on the couch, and her flaming copper pussy hairs were almost entirely hidden by his own wife's voraciously sucking mouth. His breath spewed in short, heated gasps from between his open lips as he watched and moved closer, lightly stroking his lust-hardened cock with his right-hand fingers. His eyes locked on his neighbor's full, "sensuous lips that were muttering nothings up into the air from her lust-tortured needs, seeing how wet and moist they were from her tongue swirling around them as she lay panting heavily beneath his wife's hotly working tongue up in her cunt. He wanted to shove his cock down in between those lips, and he shivered as the mere thought of that soft wetness of her mouth closing-around him caused his tortured cock to jerk and almost cum like a fire-hose where it jutted erectly out over her nakedly billowing tits.
Leaning on the couch and lifting a leg up over his still madly sucking wife, Andy Stotski positioned him self with his legs on either side of Susan Mayer's neck and his long, hard cock throbbing directly out in front of her face. Her passion-fogged eyes suddenly cleared as she felt his weight come down against her, and she gasped at the shocking view before her of the pulsating, cum-filled ridge running beneath his thickly erected shaft, and his testicles lying gently against her hotly heaving tits. She tried to twist away, but his knees were snug against her sides, his naked ass resting heavily down upon the firm, resilient mounds of her tits, making movement of any kind all but impossible. His thick, lust-crimsoned cock head pressed harshly against her chin, teasing wetly along her lips, and still she couldn't move.
"Wha...?" she gasped in shock. "A-Andy! What ... what are you...?"
"Joining the fun, Suzy, baby," he chuckled down at her, taking her head between his hands and firmly maneuvering it so that her mouth leveled even with the blunt tip of his cock. "Suck it, bitch! Suck my damn prick!"
"No! I can't!" the cringing woman pleaded. "Don't ... please don't make me," she whimpered. "Please don't make me suck it!"
"Suck me," the man demanded lewdly. "Suck me off until I cum in your mouth, you bitch!"
"I won't, I can't," Susan spat back tearfully. She rolled her head as far as she could from side to side, and tried desperately to draw up and close her thighs from Mitzy's continued assault on her cunt. "Get off of me! Both of you, and let me gooooo!"
Andy Stotski pinned her harshly to the cushion, his great weight pressing her down into immobility. "Listen, kid-fucker," he snarled angrily at her. "You suck me and suck me good ... or Tony Miller's sister is going to hear how her baby brother fucked you yesterday! You understand?"
"Oh God! Oh God, no, you wouldn't do that to me!" She gasped in horror at the shocking threat which spewed from his half-leering face.
"Damned right I will! I'll shove my prick in your mouth anyway ... and then I'll ruin you forever in the whole goddamn state of Maine!"
Tears of humiliation streamed hotly down the teacher's cheeks as, in bitter shame, Susan realized that her fellow teacher would do exactly what he threatened. Oh God, it had all been a trap-she could see that clearly now. Mitzy had been lying the whole time-her husband had been home, and he had come over and had been overhearing her entire sordid confession, and now they were blackmailing her into submitting to their every dirty whim! And there was nothing she could do to stop them, not without trapping herself in a still more horrid situation. And it had all been caused by her own perverted fucking of young Tony Miller!
Susan limply ceased her futile struggles, her original mind-gripping panic slowly becoming a feeling of hopeless defeat. There was nothing she could do but give in. Yet as she relaxed in helpless surrender, her traitorous cunt, aided by all the whiskey she'd drunk, again began reacting with involuntary arousal to the hotly swirling tongue fucking deeply in her wetly throbbing pussy below. The sensuous tinglings from Mitzy's viciously flicking tongue, skillfully teasing her quivering erect clitoris, caused her to writhe her naked ass cheeks defensively downward against the cushion. But her efforts to escape the increasingly erotic sensations were all in vain, her hips responding of their own volition by rhythmically squirming up around the lips playing tantalizingly in her soft, vibrant vaginal flesh..
"Well...?" her fellow teacher taunted. "Are you going to suck my cock or get your hot little ass thrown out of town?"
"Oh God ... What else, can I do?" she whimpered pitifully.
"Nothing, bitch. Nothing at all! And you better suck me good!"
The beaten redheaded teacher groaned under him, fighting to keep control of her rising physical excitement as the convulsive, teasing flames of her heated desires began to race again through her nakedly quivering pussy and belly. "Yes ... yes, I'll try," she whined between lust-clenched teeth.
Her tongue flicked out hesitantly, the tip coming into warm, wet contact with the hotly throbbing head of the lewdly groaning man's cock. She circled it about the smooth, rubbery flesh as he groaned and twisted above from the cruel teasing she was unknowingly subjecting him to. The tip of her slowly searching tongue found the tiny opening at the end and darted wetly up into it, feeling it already moist from the tiny droplets of hot, slippery cum seeping up from his madly excited balls below. The sharp male odor and not unpleasant taste caused her mouth to salivate and her nostrils to flare wide. She puckered her lips and began planting moist, warm kisses around it, beginning at its tip and tracing a path down the full throbbing length of it to the base and then wetly back up to the tip again. She played longer than she knew she should, not being able just yet to bring herself to take its full, thickly throbbing length up into her mouth.
But Andy Stotski could stand no more. He gripped her head with his hands and jerked it forward against his lust-enraged cock. The frightened teacher mumbled in terror and revulsion and tried to shake her head away, but he held her tight and she could not move. She could only clench her teeth and lips tightly together and try to keep away, but he was not to be denied. As he increased his pressure, it felt as though her lips were being pushed back through the sharpness of her teeth. The older man groaned and struggled against their softness, feeling them parting bit by bit, until suddenly with the aid of an extra lewd tonguing by his wife in the teacher's fever-pitched pussy, Susan gasped involuntarily and her lips opened wide.
The broad, thick penis crushed through her soft, moist lips and into the wet, warm cavern of her mouth. She could feel the hugeness of it slithering up the length of her tongue and filling her mouth completely with its thick, fleshy hardness.
Andy Stotski, in his lust-incited state, began to slowly screw his cock around and around in her mouth, with his thick penis fucking lewdly in and out of her tightly ovaled lips. His hands held her head in a vise-like grip, with his palms now pressed against her ears. She struggled mentally against the obscene rape-fucking of her mouth, but it was useless as her ruthless neighbor quickened his thrusts to match those of his wife so obscenely sucking her wet, unresisting cunt behind him. He never quite pulled all the way out, but always left a slight part of his desire-swollen cock lying beyond her lips in the moist shelter of her mouth.
Susan closed her eyes, her humiliation knowing no i bounds. She tried not to think about what she was doing, but it was impossible not to. Andy Stotski's cum-weighted balls slapped lewdly against her chin and the sharp male odor of him in her nostrils was a constant reminder of the cruel, depraved mouth-fucking attack to which she was being subjected.
"Suck, you bitch, suck," she heard him command harshly way up above her head. "Suck!" ... and she did.
Her lips slowly began to nibble at the hard, fleshy instrument fucking far into the back of her throat, and she coughed and sputtered at first until she became accustomed to the unnatural invasion. The saliva in her I mouth grew and grew. It was becoming slightly sticky now as small emissions of lubricating fluid seeped from the end of Andy Stotski's cock and up into her warmly sucking cheeks. She could feel his naked ass grinding down upon her lewdly writhing tits and his fingers curling tightly in her hair as he forced her mouth up and down over the end of his hard, thrusting cock. Susan could feel his penis stretching and expanding inside her mouth until there was no room left, and she moaned piteously around it as it thrust forward hard down into her throat as though it were trying to meet his wife's deeply lashing tongue skewering far up into her vagina from below.
Mitzi Stotski was working slave-like up between Susan's wide-splayed thighs, her tongue withdrawing and plunging, withdrawing and plunging, making obscene sucking sounds with her every wicked thrust. She ground her face farther up into the soft, wet folds of her cunt, sucking and teasing gleefully with her nipping teeth while Susan writhed and churned her naked ass cheeks wildly around in uncontrollably mounting desire. With a lewd and triumphant satisfaction, Mitzy could feel the tendons of the younger woman's inner thighs hollowing and contracting around the sides of her cheeks as she licked and sucked at her with a greedy, untamed animal lust that threatened to drive her completely crazy, too.
Mitzy Stotski spread her own legs wider apart and drew them up in a loose kneeling position, then reached down between her heavily swaying tits and fucked her middle finger up into her own wetly flowering cunt. She fingered her wildly throbbing pussy in a lewd little pumping motion as she continued to suck in time to the cruel buffeting of the naked woman's body trapped between her hotly licking tongue and her husband's throat-fucking cock. Oh, God, this was exciting...! She could feel herself building toward a cum, and began to suck faster and harder at the voluptuous redhead's passion-tormented cunt, licking mercilessly at the hotly flooding walls of her cunt and the hard, throbbing clitoris.
Susan Mayer had never felt so utterly used and debauched in all her life, and she sucked Andy Stotski's lust-engorged cock with her mouth and ground her nakedly spread ass cheeks wildly down against Mitzy's lewdly licking tongue in an effort to end it as quickly as she could. There was nothing else but that now, nothing but to please them as well as her defenseless body could, and pray it would be all her neighbors would demand.
Yet Susan too had felt a rising tide of passion beginning again deep in her quivering belly. The very hopelessness of her position and the total surrender of her naked body brought tiny, strange ripples of fire dancing through her shattered nerves. She licked and sucked at the thickly swollen cock embedded in her mouth, even as she felt her own naked cunt stirring with newly building pleasure. Her hips were squirming beneath Mitzy's tongue, helplessly, not able to resist the wetly exciting tongue-fucking of her pussy. She moaned as she prayed her body would not betray her in this way. She couldn't give them that satisfaction, too ... but despite her fervent efforts, her body was slowly changing into a nerve-tingling mass of totally female sensations.
My God, the beautiful-titted teacher droned through her torment. What's happening to me? I've got to fight it ... I can't give in, not to sucking a man's cock and getting my pussy licked by another woman!
Her eyes were still tightly shut, as she fought the lewd sensations rippling through her helplessly split pussy. Unfamiliar waves of pleasure began creeping forcefully through her. She fought against them with all her strength, but the well-practiced Stotskis pursued and tantalized her relentlessly. A fire was building in her that she could not control, and in the end it was the very thought of her helplessness to resist which surrendered all of her fever-pitched body. An excited moan escaped her lips, betraying her submission to her tormentors.
"Yeah, kid-fucker," she heard her fellow teacher sneer down at her. "Yeah, you love a real man's cock, now that you've got it. Go ahead, tighten your lips around it and suck harder," he hissed from above, his voice coarse and thick with passion.
The young redhead did as he said, feeling at the same time the excitement growing wildly from the mean, debasing thought of her mouth being fucked in this way by a teacher she saw every day at school, while his wife sucked her cunt down below. The nakedly writhing woman sucked his aching cock demon-like, swishing her tongue with vengeance around and around the hotly throbbing head fucking in and out of her roundly ovaled lips. She sucked to end it, the masochistic joy of being fucked and sucked like the lowest of all whores permeating her body as tingling, submissive mewling sounds came from her lips locked tightly around his now tonsil-stretching cock. He was going to pump his lewd, white sperm up into her mouth until it ran from the edges of her lips in heated white trails, over her chin and neck and down onto her heavily bouncing tits below. She whimpered mutely with a mixture of shame and delight. Her cunt throbbed momentarily up against Mitzy's slaving mouth at the thought of her helplessness, and she sucked wetly on Andy's hardness screwing mercilessly into her face.
He wanted her to make him cum and he wanted to make her swallow it so that she would always remember that he had bent her completely to his will, that he had dominated her like no mere young boy could ever dominate her again. He flexed his loins in and out at the lewdly rounded cunt-like hole formed by her widely ovaled lips, and rolled his naked ass around on her softly yielding, hard-nippled tits. He watched wild-eyed from above as the glistening red length of his cock disappeared up between her hotly clasping lips as if it were another hungrily nibbling cunt in which to spew out his animal-like lust. He could feel all of himself, every nerve he possessed, pulsating and throbbing up between her lips and into the moist warmth of her saliva-filled mouth.
His loins were growing unbearably hot and his lust-hardened cock ached with the pain that demands release and still she sucked, keeping his hard, swollen cock in her mouth and burying her face in his loins until he knew it was the end. The pressure building in his balls slapping so lewdly against her chin, as she sucked wildly, was excruciating and unbearable, and his cock seemed to inflate and lengthen beyond any size it had ever grown to before.
And then suddenly, there was a jerk in his loins and nothing in the world could have stopped the white flow that was rushing hotly up from his aching balls and out the tip of his wildly jerking cock head. He gripped the young teacher's head tightly between his hands and fucked his cock deep into her throat. She groaned beneath him as the first needle-thin spurts of hot, fiery cum blasted against the back of her mouth, filling the warm, moist cavity and bloating her cheeks until they almost burst. Her throat worked gluttonously, swallowing and sputtering to keep from choking on the hotly spewing cum as he emptied himself relentlessly up into the depths of her eagerly milking throat.
Susan's body worked beneath his, her thighs opening and closing against the sides of his wife's head and she knew she was on the brink of cumming too as she arched her back, the cords of her neck standing out like steel tendons. Her face contorted around the older man's still hotly squirting cock, and a low guttural moan erupted deep in her belly and escaped around his lewdly driving hardness.
"HmmTnmmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaahhhhhh!" and then again: "Mmmmmaaahhhh!"
The nakedly flailing redhead felt as though she were losing her insides as the juices of her own cum gushed out around Mitzy's deeply flicking tongue in her cunt. She could feel the other woman thrashing too in the throes of her own cum as her heated secretions ran wetly down the crevice of her wide-split ass cheeks to the cushion below. She gave one last gasp and then collapsed down around the cunt-lapping older woman, dropping her legs like heavy weights. She lay absolutely immobile, her arms and legs splayed out uselessly like a rag doll's, still able to feel the wetness and thickness of Andy's heavily throbbing cock in her mouth.
For a long moment, their heavy breathing was all that filled the living room. Finally the older man climbed off her, his now-deflated cock slipping wetly from between her cum-flooded, whitely glistening lips. His wife Mitzy pulled her tongue from Susan's cum-flooded little pussy with a moist, sucking sound, and the redheaded Susan lay alone on the couch, her legs still spread licentiously, the cool air a soothing relief to her tongue-ravished loins.
Andy Stotski stood beside her, looking down with a slow grin twisting his sex-flushed features. "That was pretty good for a beginning, I'd say."
"I ... I could kill you," Susan said sullenly. Trying vainly at one last attempt to save her pride, she closed her thighs and crossed her arms over her still nakedly quivering tits.
"Just try, bitch," he snarled at her. "Let me know when you're ready and I'll have Tony Miller's sister over here to referee."
"Let her alone," Mitzy said. "She's had enough ... for now."
"Yeah ... for now...." Her husband broke into a wide grin. "But anytime me or the Missus wants some more of your hot little pussy, you better be ready and willing. Understand?"
Susan rolled over onto her face and began to sob uncontrollably. She heard them laughing as they dressed, and then she felt a sharply resounding and humiliating slap across her naked ass cheeks. The shock stung painfully, startling her, but she didn't turn over, not until she heard the front door close and knew they were gone.
For a long while the guilt-ridden teacher lay unmoving on the couch, shame and revulsion once more filling her tormented mind. Tears blurred her swollen, guilt-stricken eyes and flowed wetly down her cheeks to soak the cusions of the couch. Yes, she had had to submit, but she couldn't deny that the older couple had reached her before they were done. The blood rose in her face as she recalled vividly their unmerciful conquering of her body, and her own lustful performance under them. She had actually wanted a woman to tongue-fuck her pussy, and the taste of a real man's cock fucking into her treacherously sucking mouth ... Oh, dear God, what had happened to her? And worse ... what would become of her if the Stotskis demanded more? And they would; she knew they would come back time and time again to fuck her, and there was no way she could prevent them! No way at all!
At last, in utter despair, she fell into an exhausted, half-drunken coma of sleep ... her subconscious mind not even certain if she would even want to resist them the next time they came over to fuck her in the mouth and lick her naked pussy to cumming....
CHAPTER SEVEN
It had been a long, soul-searching weekend after the Stotskis had left her lying nakedly spread out and fucked out of her mind on her couch Saturday. She hadn't been sure whether she could force herself to face the outside world or not, but on a beautiful warm Monday morning she had showered and dressed almost out of habit and driven to the school as if she hadn't just been fucked silly over the weekend.
Her mind was still a turmoil as she drove. Dear God, how could she even think of her inexcusable fuck by young Tony Miller Friday afternoon, or her despicable submission to Mitzy and Andy Stotski's lewd pussy-and mouth-fucking on Saturday morning in terms of nothing? She had spent the balance of that horrible day and all of Sunday trying to forget the wild cum she had been driven to by her gleeful fellow teacher and his wife, and failing that, thinking of how best she might escape their clutches again.
But even now, after nearly two days of soul-searching, Susan was no closer to a way out of her dilemma. A hasty, feigned sick-call to the principal would only delay the inevitable. Sooner or later she would have to go back to her classes, and in the meantime, the Stotskis would be much closer to her, living next door. A quick resignation would do more damage than good, she feared, for a sudden leaving of town could easily resalt in a bad recommendation from the school board, and then she'd never be able to teach again! And without her restraining presence to stop young Tony Miller, the boy might openly brag about fucking her in his house, and her abrupt departure would lend truth to his obscene tales! Worse, she simply didn't have the money saved up yet to travel far enough away from this nightmare and last out the time it would take to find another job.
Perhaps it was her pride, her stubborn resolve not to be beaten, that still fought desperately for survival in some dim recess of her mind. Whatever it was, the redhead knew deep inside herself that the only chance she had was to stay in Old Orchard Beach and stick it out. Somehow she had to find the strength to see this nightmare through and pray that things didn't get any worse. Lord, how could they get any worse than they already were?
And yet-God! How could she hope to have the nerve to face the students and teachers, especially Andy Stotski at Lincoln Junior High, with a clear heart and smiling face? The disgraceful fucking she had received, she was certain, was as conspicuous as the sky itself. It wasn't fair! All she'd done wrong was yearn for Tony's adolescent young cock in an overwhelming moment of uncontrollable passion within her pussy. Just because she had given in to her unspeakable impulses and his fucking her pussy had brought fantastic pleasure to the both of them-now she was forced to surrender it and her mouth on command to that brute of a teacher, Andy Stotski, and his lewd wife, her girl friend, Mitzy.
Even as she thought these things and recalled the deplorable episode on her own couch Saturday morning incident by incident, she knew she wasn't as filled with hatred or loathing for the Stotskis as she should have been ... and this was frightening her even more than the horror of her situation. More terrible to her was her own indefensible performance, for deep down inside, she had to admit to herself that she had not merely succumbed to Andy and Mitzy's perverted lusts, she had willingly joined in, surrendering her pussy and mouth to their animal desires to be fucked with abandoned wantonness. God, how low had she sunk? How much further could she possibly go...?
Susan drove the school-furnished car speedily toward the school, a thick lump clutching at her throat and her eyes constantly threatening to burst into tears. God, if only she hadn't given in to her own lecherous passions which had risen seemingly out of nowhere to take command of her too-hot-to-control little cunt. If only she hadn't let young Tony Miller fuck her on his own older sister's bed last Friday afternoon! If only she had been a stronger person inside and not allowed her horrible, persistent new passions to blind her! None of this repugnant nightmare would be torturing her now, If only! She had only herself to blame, but she knew it was like crying over the proverbial spilt milk. It had happened; she had gotten herself fucked bow-legged, and there was no turning back....
She whipped the sedan into the parking area of the school and glided it to a stop in the spot reserved for her. With trembling fingers, the tormented woman lit her third cigarette that morning, still afraid of going into her class, even though she was late. Tony Miller was in there, part of her daily field trip group to identify the local mushrooms ... Tony, with his lean, developing muscles and beautifully formed young body and his eager, boyish cock which had been so hard and erect when it fucked her. My God, how could she go through with it? She had to, for her own survival and safety. Later, after she had killed any wild rumors he might have inadvertently started with his inexperienced bragging, and had collected enough paychecks to make a trip possible, she would ask for a leave of absence and then never, ever return to Old Orchard Beach. But that would be at least a couple of months away, and in the meantime she would have to act calm and settled and innocent. Even if it meant that she would surrender herself to the Stotskis to fuck as they liked, time and time again, she knew she must not show the slightest sign of what was going on, not if she was ever going to have the chance of picking up the pieces of her shattered life and rebuilding it somewhere a long, long way from here....
And the first step was to face young Tony Miller and the others. She tapped out the butt of her cigarette, raised her chin high and climbed out of the car, taking deep breaths to steady herself as she walked proudly toward her classroom.
Susan saw Tony Miller almost immediately as she entered and walked to her desk. He sat in the back of the room with two of the worst ruffians in the whole school, Willie Baker and Ted Brooks. Tony was grinning a horrible cocky smirk and his two little buddies were also wearing smug little knowing leers. Even as the redheaded teacher looked their way, she saw Ted lean over and whisper something to Willie, and then they both broke out into a meaningful series of suggestive snickers.
She turned away, feeling the blood rush to her face in a brilliant blush of shame and embarrassment. Her throat was tight and dry, and she knew that if she didn't sit down her legs were going to buckle under her. All but collapsing in her chair, she rapped her fist on the desk for attention automatically, while in her mind loomed the appalling thought that Tony had already talked of her stripping naked for him! Dear God, they knew she had let him fuck her! What was she going to do? And yet ... she gritted her teeth and resolved to go on.
Suddenly she heard herself say, "It ... it's a group field trip again today, boys and girls. And the storm's passed, so it will be a good day for foraging in the forest for mushrooms. Now, who am I taking this morning?"
Willie Baker rose slowly, still grinning from ear to ear. "Why, Mrs. Mayer, according to the chart, you've got me and Ted and Tony to go out with."
What? Oh God ... oh no! Not all three of those smart-aleck kids! But then came the thought that if they were with her, she perhaps could learn exactly how much they did know. Yes ... and she would keep them away from infecting the rest of the school, until she had time to collect her defenses, at least.
"All right, then, why don't we get started right away, considering that Pm already a little late this morning." Her voice unwavered, and with a certain crispness of tone, she added: "I feel better with you three trouble-makers out of the school building while I'm not here, anyway."
Susan sent the rest of the class to study hall and as soon as they were outside the building, she said, "Now, today I don't want any trouble out of any of you, is that clear? Ted? Willie? Tony?"
"Yeah," Tony said along with the others. Man, she's going to get nothing but trouble! he thought, his young mind already angered at the sharp, caustic tone she'd used on him and his friends. If there had been the slightest hesitation on his part about going through with the plans to feed her those mushrooms and then fuck her, they melted in the heat of his wounded adolescent pride.
"Who's driving today?" he asked her, apparently calm and indifferent. "Can I?"
"No, you drove...." Susan swallowed the heavy lump in her throat. "You drove last Friday, Tony. I think we better let Ted have a turn."
"Gee, thanks," the older boy said sarcastically. He fingered the small packet of Cilliosidyn mushrooms that the three of them had laboriously chopped up after they'd received them from Andy Stotski the other day. It would be a simple task to replace the others in his hand after they had picked a few for tasting.
They climbed into the car, Ted behind the wheel and the teacher next to him, her purse conspicuously placed beside her, in between them. Tony and Willie got in the back. "Now, Ted," she told the boy beside her. "I'd like you to drive us south of town to the forest by the park. A lot of mushrooms should be coming up after the storm on Friday."
"Okay," Ted said. He turned the car around in the drive and headed for the exit at the opposite end of the lot, watching his innocently unsuspecting teacher out of the corner of his eye. The car purred smoothly out of town and just as they had reached the south end of the park, Willie looked excitedly out the window and pointed to a broad green area of lawn.
"Look, Mrs. Mayer," he said. "There's a whole bunch of mushrooms that popped up with the rain. Can I pick a couple for us to munch on while we're driving out to the woods?"
Susan was pleasantly surprised at the youngster's interest. He had never exhibited such excitement before in her class, so she felt she had to humor him even though they were not the more exotic type she wanted to show them today.
"Why, certainly, Willie," she said as Ted stopped the car and the boy scampered out to get them a handful.
"Gee, they're really fat and juicy," the youngster said as he climbed back in the car clutching them. "Will you check them to make certain they're edible and won't poison us?"
Susan took several of them from him as he handed them over the back of the seat and inspected them carefully.
"Yes," she said after a moment. "They're from the Pactosidyn family and should be delicious. Do you have a knife to cut them up with, so we can eat them?" she asked as she handed them back to him.
"Sure do, Mrs. Mayer." The boy smiled secretly to himself as the others watched in silent amusement. He quickly pulled a pocket knife out of his jacket and cut one up for each of them. Then, smiling conspiratorially to little Tony next to him, he mixed in a small amount of those Andy Stotski had given them with those destined for their redheaded teacher and handed them back up to her.
She lifted one to her mouth, chewing on it mindlessly, the taste relaxing her as they drove. Then she frowned, staring at the pieces she had been given as she realized that they had an odd, unfamiliar taste. She wasn't used to this peculiar flavor, but as she experimentally took another bite of the white-colored mushroom, she found it not unpleasant. Again, she thought, it was probably only her nerves, and the mushroom was exaofly the same as all the others. Besides, she thought as she chewed on it unmindfully, she was relaxing as she had hoped. The more she ate, the more her fears and memories were rjeginning to dull....
The houses and streets glided by in a colorful, almost lulling pattern now, and she found herself leaning against the seat in a soothed, relaxed manner. She smiled as she looked out the window, and then she sat upright, jerking herself back to reality. "Ted," she snapped, "you're not going to the other side of the park like I told you to!"
"I'm not?" the boy said, a look of surprise on his face. "Well, gosh, Mrs. Mayer, I thought I was. There's one real close by and I thought you meant that one for sure!"
"What's the difference?" Tony asked from the back. He leaned closer, resting his hands on the top of the front seat. "One woods is as good as another for mushrooms."
"Yeah," Willie chimed in. "At least let him take you to this one Mrs. Mayer. I mean, since it's more deserted and all. Who knows, maybe it'll be better for finding mushrooms."
"Well...." She didn't know exactly how to answer, a strange fuzziness seeming to have slowly overtaken her mind, blurring her thoughts. She was beginning to think something wrong was going on ... but in her Cilliosidyn-induced daze, she couldn't quite fathom what it could be.
"I turn here, and it's just over the rise," Ted persisted, wheeling around the corner and heading up a gentle hill. "Right over the rise...."
"Oh ... oh, all right, I guess," the redhead said, capitulating to them. It seemed so much easier and nicer to do as the three young boys wanted, anyway. "There's not enough time to turn around and go to the other place by now. It'll have to be here," she sighed, and leaned back again.
The unsuspecting teacher continued to drug herself with the hallucogenic mushrooms, eating another one as soon as she'd finished the first. With each bite she took, she could feel herself mentally unwind a little more, almost to where she was feeling as though she was not the same person she'd been a few moments before. She was someone else and it frightened her a bit, but she couldn't be bothered to think about it now.
The feeling was deliciously warm inside her stomach, and she wasn't overly concerned with anything now except the delightful tingling of it deep in her belly. She couldn't understand why this was happening to her, but she could begin to feel the heat of the mushroom and the throbbing of the auto engine pul sating through her body as she sat, and they were stimulating her pussy against the seat like a very gentle massage. She could sense that there was a warm, seeping wetness spreading slowly between her inner thighs, and without realizing what she was doing at first, she opened her legs slightly to gain greater contact with the car seat. She squirmed downward against the cushion, feeling the rounded edge of it push her dress and panties up into the deeply parted crevice of her ass cheeks, the roughness brushing soothingly against her tiny, rising clitoris. She found herself inadvertently rubbing herself softly against the seat, working more of her thin, white panties up further between the soft, moist lips of her gently pulsing cunt as Ted drove. Her body rocked in an almost imperceptible rhythm, in time with the throb of the automobile motor and the pumping of her heart, which had become a fearfully loud beat in her ears now....
God, what was she doing? This was so peculiar, so confusing ... Susan looked out of the corner of her eye at young Ted Brooks, making sure that the young boy wasn't noticing her strange behavior. God, as soon as she returned to school with the boys, she was going to report sick and go home, she told herself miserably. Something must have snapped in her mind this weekend, and she must really be ill, not only in spirit but in body as well. Why couldn't she stop this odd, almost indecent squirming of her wetly seeping pussy down against the car seat?
Suddenly the car began to bounce and sway, throwing her from her gently undulating position. Susan abruptly woke up to the fact that they were off the paved streets, and were driving through the woods along a narrow secondary road of dirt and gravel!
"Ted!" she gasped in surprise. "Where on earth are you taking us?"
"Hang on for the ride, Mrs. Mayer. You'll see soon enough," came his low, snickering response. "Just hang on, we're almost there!"
"Where?" she questioned, an apprehensive twinge rippling through her belly. "Answer me, young man! Where are we...?"
"Back in some very special woods where all the guys bring their dates to make out!" Tony chuckled from the back seat. "Where it's nice and quiet and nobody around to bother us!"
"But ... but why?" she gasped, her mouth wide and her eyes round with shock.
"'Cause we all want a little more personal nature teaching, Mrs. Mayer," Willie jeered derisively. "The kind you gave Tony here last Friday in his sister's room!"
Susan felt her face flush instantly at the vile sound of his words, stiffening at his reference. Her confidence of a few moments before faltered and, in spite of herself, she could feel tiny butterfly-like sensations flitting suddenly through her pussy below. She shut her eyes tightly, her humiliation knowing no bounds. "Oh God," she moaned uncontrollably. "Oh, God, no...!"
"What's the matter, Mrs. Mayer?" Ted Brooks teased from the front seat. "Your pride all shook up because me'n Willie found out you like to be fucked by young kids like us? Now, I wouldn't worry if I were you, on account of we don't plan to tell nobody. That is ... if you're nice to us and show us your pussy!"
"And do a lot of other hot stuff, if you know what we mean, Mrs. Mayer," Willie added with a sneering grin.
Susan's stomach knotted and convulsed as if it had just turned over. She had gotten the young boys' meaning all right; there was little question of what they had in mind to do to her. Still, she sought to play naive.
"And ... what does a lot of other hot stuff mean I have to do?"
"Fuck us!" she heard Tony Miller spit viciously. Her eyes and ears refused to accept the foul obscenity he'd mouthed. 'Tuck all of us, including me again! Drop me cold after you got your kicks like I was no good, will you, huh, teacher? Well, maybe three of us can satisfy your pussy, Mrs. Mayer!"
Susan felt her mouth twisting into a harsh, cynical smile. The ghastly truth hit her bitterly, that her attempt to undo the harm she'd caused the young boy the first time by telling him he couldn't fuck her again had backfired tragically on her. Now she was being placed in a position of forcibly spreading her legs to two other boys as well as Tony in order to avoid still a worse fate. Suddenly she felt nauseous, as vivid memories of Tony Miller crouching over her, with his hardened young cock fucking up into her hungrily gripping cunt came flooding back to her hallucinogenic-hazed mind. Momentarily she feared she would be sick right there in the car, the blood draining from her face, as the car jolted to a stop.
"We're here, teacher," Ted said. "Everybody out!"
"Yeeeeehhh!" Willie yelled, piling out Of the back door. "Get Mrs. Mayer over here where it's soft Quick, Tony, get out die blanket we hid and spread it out on the ground for our lovely teacher. We wouldn't want her naked little ass to get all dirty!"
Abruptly, Susan leaped out of the car, her body and partially drugged mind reacting in one last desperate bid for escape. Her eyes rolled uncontrollably in her head and her legs wavered as though supporting a body ten times her size. The boys moved to block her path, and as she tried to pass them, they reached out with their arms and held her back.
"Let go! Oh God, I beg of you! Let me goooo!" she screamed, the tears now flowing in torrents from her fear-stricken eyes. "Oh, don't do this to me!"
"Why, Mrs. Mayer, you're upset over nothing," Tony said, pretending to pacify her. "Now, you just think how nice it was after I got my prick into your snatch last Friday ... remember?"
The helpless teacher struggled weakly for another moment, and then all resistance ceased in her muscles and flesh. The three young teenagers guided her slowly to the blanket and pushed her limp body down upon it. She lay, arms and legs askew, looking glassy-eyed straight up at them. Her dress had snaked up over the tops of her nylon stockings, showing the firm, smooth flesh of her flaring, full hips, and the white nylon cuntband of her panties was visible up between her loosely spread legs. Tiny, flaming red wisps of soft pussy hairs could be seen curling out from beneath the elastic legbands stretched tight against her cunt from the pressure of the position in which she lay on the blanket.
"What's happening to me?" she moaned incoherently. "What's happening to me?" She tried to move but she couldn't; her body refused to follow the directions of her mind. She could see all three boys standing spread-legged over her, all of them with lewd grins etched obscenely on their beardless, youthful faces. It was strange; she was fully conscious and yet could not seem to move! Her eyes could see and her mind could understand and yet she was helpless!
"Ain't she a beauty, you guys?" Tony said in husky, savage delight. "Jesus, wait until you see her naked pussy and big hot tits, without none of her clothes on! Man, what a sight!"
"Ohhh, she is some fine piece of ass, ah right," Willie said with almost obscene reverence.
"Remember, I won the coin toss yesterday, fellahs," Ted said with undisguised glee in his high-pitched young voice. "I get to fuck her cunt first!"
The helplessly sprawled teacher's dress was hiked way up to her cringing, panty-clad pussy, and the full ripeness of her upper thighs and belly was clearly visible to the gaze of the three adolescent boys. Ted ran his tongue around his lips wetly, enjoying his moment of triumph and the torment his luscious teacher stretched out before him was going through. Willie Baker moved around so he could see more of the mysterious dark triangle that was teasingly visible through the thin, sheer nylon of her panties, and he promised himself that he would be the second to fuck his prick between her legs and up into that hot secret little hole those thin, silky panties were concealing from his eyes.
The older woman's legs scissored mindlessly open and closed as her body weakly fought the deadening effect of the hallucinogenic mushrooms she'd eaten, and with every move she made, Tony Miller could feel his slender young cock hardening in his pants.
Man, he couldn't wait to fuck her again too, and shit, it was high time they began!
"Come on, gang! Let's get her clothes off before we all cream in our shorts!" he called to Willie and Ted lewdly. "Man, I want to see her cunt naked again!"
Susan closed her eyes tightly as she felt the humiliation of three pairs of groping young male hands move over her, stripping her clothing away. They eagerly unzipped her thin dress from the neck down to the top of her buttocks like she was a store-window dummy being skinned of the latest fashion, peeling the material from her and throwing it haphazardly to the dry, mossy grass beside the blanket. She clenched her teeth tightly together, fighting off waves of shock as they drew her thin nylon panties slowly down over her full rounded thighs, lifting her naked ass cheeks in order to let them pass and slide down her legs. Her brassiere came last as Ted took each cup in his hands and toreit away brutally, her firm, full tits suddenly bursting free like ripe, succulent fruit ready for harvest. The tiny pink nipples hardened involuntarily as they hit the warm spring air, standing up like dainty pinkish buds of a spring flower ready to quiver into bloom. Then the boys stood around her again, sighing and gasping like hot young animals as they stared down at the woman's naked pussy spread voluptuously and defenselessly before them.
Their now softly moaning teacher cowered in the center of the thick blanket, her arms clenched tightly to her sides. She felt her nakedness as a great shame covering her like an evil cloak, one that couldn't be dislodged no matter how hard her might try. But soon it would be replaced by something more obscenely shocking: the young hairless bodies of these three male students who were hovering breathlessly over' her. They were now savage little boys who didn't care who she was, other than a defenseless cunt into which to fuck their long, youthful cocks and fill with their hot, boyish cum. She was no more than a common whore to them, one upon which their young, almost untouched bodies were about to satiate their teenage sexual desires. Great tears of self-pity swelled through her tightly clenched eyes and rolled silently down her cheeks. Her mind suddenly rebelled again, the pain of her shame and suffering overwhelming the fear of their threats and the terror of their combined youthful strength. She couldn't go through with this!
"I won't do it!" she suddenly screamed, opening her eyes and looking straight up at them crowded around. "You can't make me let you fuck me like a whore! You can't!"
"We don't have to make you, Mrs. Mayer," Willie snickered cruelly. "You're getting hot inside all by yourself, and you know why?"
"Because of the mushrooms, teacher," Ted said in answer. "Because I slipped a few pieces of Cilliosidyn in with yours while you weren't looking."
"And they're wild!" Tony added maliciously. "Just like LSD and Spanish Fly!"
They could have struck her, and the impact would not have been greater! Susan flung the back of her hand across her unbelievingly gaping mouth with the realization of their words, feeling the delicious sensations of before continuing to torment her now nakedly stripped cunt. But now she understood-what they were and why she was feeling them! "You ... you didn't!" she moaned. "Oh God, not Cilliosidyn.' Not that! It's
... It can drive you crazy! God, no ... no ... no...!"
And then as she stared upwards at them, wide-eyed with horror, she watched in an unwilling, inflamed half-stupor as the boys unbuckled their pants and took them off, flinging them aside. Then slowly, almost torturously they slid their underpants down their legs, their stiffened young cocks suddenly jutting out at her from over their youthful cum-swollen balls like three hardened lances poised to spear up into her defenselessly cringing belly without mercy.
Ted Brooks removed his shirt with small fumbling fingers, staring with panting breath down at the cringing redheaded teacher, his boyish eyes gleaming with undisguised rapaciousness. His lean young chest was covered with the fuzz of developing hair, and his . short, fat cock jerked straight out from beneath an overhanging roll of baby fat on his tender lower belly. "Well, Mrs. Mayer? Are you ready for me to fuck you?" He grinned lewdly down at her. "Is your pussy all hot and ready to fuck?"
"No ... oh God, nooo!" she wailed, her own eyes bulging in terror. Whatever they had thought they had fed her, it clearly wasn't working! Dear God, the hallucinogenic mushroom wasn't helping at all, and she wasn't ready for the boy to fuck her! The very thought of the young boy's hands coming near her naked body was sending shudders rippling through her body, and her stomach-clutching dread now advanced to near hysterical panic. She could feel tiny beads of perspiration begin forming along the hairline of her forehead, and she clamped her legs tightly together and drew them up in an attempt to hide her fully exposed pussy lips up between them. She was almost wishing in fe vered anguish for the drug to work, so that she could face their fucking her and her own paralyzing guilt with at least the saving grace of unconsciousness.
"No, Ted, no, please, don't do this to me!" she groveled, begging him with tear-streaming eyes as he dropped down on his knees beside her. "I'm not ready yet! I'm not ready to be fucked!"
And then-suddenly-she was! But not in the way she had hoped for or even expected. The first piercing warning of the betrayal of her treacherous little cunt was when the young boy leaned over her hugely throbbing tits with adolescent eagerness and began to run his soft, uncalloused hands over their fearfully cringing flesh.
Susan's reaction was violent! A deep, electrifying series of shocks ripped through the ragged nerves of her body like a thousand tiny devils stabbing with needle-like pitchforks. The gleefully tormenting devils prodded wickedly along the inner softness of her thighs, causing her to jerk her legs outwards on either side and involuntarily grind her naked ass cheeks hard down into the blanket. Searing hot flames licked tauntingly at her nakedness, but her body writhing undulations were futile in cooling the hellish inferno, and the fire continued to rage out of her control, through her pantyless belly and loins. She quivered and twisted, her mind struggling hopelessly against the heated pinpricks of passionate sensation which were teasingly following the course of the boy's lewdly exploring fingertips.
She played cruelly with her naked flesh, as a young kitten might torment a helplessly trapped butterfly. He looked up and winked at the other two boys, all of the youngsters delighted with the hopeless battle that was obviously raging within the desperately straining teacher writhing on the blanket there below them. Then young Ted placed his thumbs on both the fleshy outer lips of her nakedly unprotected cunt slit, and slowly pressed them wide apart until all of her tightly clasped, hair-fringed little pussy hole was exposed to their lusting view.
Susan lay holding her fevered breath, fighting with all her moral strength, determined not to show the betrayal of her body to them, no matter what they did to her. The three young boys above her might conquer her flesh, but she vowed that they would never conquer her spirit, as Tony alone had done last Friday afternoon. She would never consciously desire them to fuck her, no matter how many mushrooms they gave her! But even as she geared her mind to resist, her defenses were melting quickly away.
Even the feel of warm spring air rushing over the rising bud of her exposed clitoris was sending new thrilling sensations rippling up through her nakedly quivering belly and out the nipples of her hugely throbbing tits. She groaned, feeling whirlpools of swirling passion drowning out the debasing humiliation of the hot young hands roaming over her naked pussy. The straining muscles of her thighs relaxed loosely against her will, her hotly pulsing tits rising and falling heavily with her labored breath and quickening pulse.
Ted's tongue licked nervously at his thick upper lip, while small beads of sweat were forming over his face as he watched the gradual transformation of the helpless nature teacher beneath his hungrily stroking fingers. He had not been too sure that Mr. Stotski's special mushrooms would work as prophesied, but now he couldn't question a gift like this-only a fool would! And shit! His prick was ready to burst in half; he couldn't wait a moment longer to fuck his teacher! He pushed the naked woman's unresisting thighs wide apart .with the soft palms of his hands and crawled eagerly up between their ripe white fullness.
"I'm going to fuck you now, Mrs. Mayer," he hissed up at her. "I'm going to fuck you like Tony fucked you. Ready or not, here I come!"
The devils danced faster around the soft, tender edges of Susan's lewdly splayed cunt lips as she felt the boy's weight press down upon her involuntarily grinding pussy and tits. Her eyes looked down between the heavily pulsing mounds of her breasts and locked with unwilling greediness upon the thick, boyish cock throbbing in hard erection from the youthful body kneeling above her. Suddenly forgotten were her fears and shame; suddenly forgotten were her vows of resistance! She needed only one thing now-she needed that young boy's cock fucking deep up inside her now hotly flaring cunt more than anything else in the world! Her pussy suddenly felt like a great hot tunnel of flesh in desperate need of being completely filled.
Even as her mushroom-hazed mind fought the obscene sight of the hunching youth's naked body hovering between the slimness of her widely spread thighs, Susan's legs kicked out uncontrollably and her heels curled up around his slender hips. She jerked forward wildly, pulling his body with a grunt heavily on top of her passion-drugged body. He guided the thick, blood-filled head of his cock straight up into her hungrily moistening pussy, his youthful weight smashing her with a deep moan down into the soft earth be low the blanket. He levered up, suddenly fucking his boyish hardness as deep as it would go up into the desperately milking lips of her hotly sucking cunt. His cum-loaded young balls smacked lewdly against the upturned cheeks of her naked ass, his plump, hairless stomach boring hotly into the yielding softness of her belly.
"Ahhhh...!" Susan moaned in a strangled voice. "It feels so good, Ted! Oh, you feel so good fucking in me! Ahhh!"
She wanted his cock deeper, deeper up inside her wetly quivering cunt, and she reached up both her arms and grasped his young ass cheeks in both her hands to pull his cock in up to his balls. "Fuck deeper! Fuck me deeper, you darling boy! Ohhh, fuck meeeee!"
Susan groaned in frustration, kicking her legs wide out over the blanket's edge to give the boy greater access to fuck into her, but it did not help. She felt as if she was a bottomless pit of writhing naked flesh, and his-his cock was too small! It was only about two inches long!
As if in apology, Ted Brooks rammed his tongue deep into her wide-open mouth, the saliva drooling down her throat. She sucked at it in wild frenzy, her body caught up in a whirlwind of savage, raw lust that she had never known before. His jerking young two-inch cock fucked into her mercilessly, bringing gasps of pain as his youthful pelvis smacked up hard against her flaming red cunt hairs, a heavy thud resounding up to the other two naked boys with each lust-crazed fuck he made up into her passionately throbbing belly.
Then, suddenly, as she bucked uncontrollably beneath the boy, she felt Ted's plunging young cock stiffen without warning and spew its white-hot cum juices far into the hidden recesses of her tormented womb. She groaned with her building frustration, for he had cum too soon ... much too soon! She was almost at the peak of her own cum, but that peak was an infinitesimal pussy hair's breadth away. She strained crazily for it, but the boy's dead weight collapsed heavily across her still-yearning belly, his uselessly deflated young cock sliding out from between her lewdly churning thighs. She buffeted her wet, cum-flooded cunt lips up against it angrily, tears of frustration running down her passion-inflamed cheeks. But Ted's soft, rubbery cock flesh gave way limply before her anguished last upward thrusts, and he rolled satiated from her body, breathing heavily with satisfaction.
"Jesus, you guys! She's gone mad! One of you, quick, get in her cunt before she tears me apart!"
"Geez, those crazy mushrooms old man Stotski gave us sure are the ever-living end!" Willie gasped as he moved over toward her. "I've never seen a chick go this wild before!"
The hallucinogen-induced fire burned on in Susan's lust-inflamed cunt even as she waited expectantly for young Willie to take his buddy's place up between her shamelessly spread thighs. Her eyes were glazed in frightened, uncontrollable desire, all thoughts of sinking into unconsciousness fading from her mind. Now she wanted to be aware of each and every fuck she was going to get! She wanted to feel all the youthful cocks fucking into her cunt and filling her belly with great torrents of hot, boyish cum until she could feel it sloshing around inside her. Hurry, Oh God, hurry ... her mind droned senselessly. Hurry up and fuck me....
In a foggy distance, she could hear the hurried rustle of the blanket as Willie now leaned up between her thighs. Then ... hands searching over her, roughly pulling her thighs wider apart, and the feeling of a weight crawling up between her impatiently spread legs ... urgent little fingers drawing apart the wetly throbbing lips of her hungrily twitching cunt ... and suddenly the exciting blunt stab of another hard young cock fucking slickly up inside her frantically flaring cunt!
Her whole body twitched and writhed uncontrollably on the blanket as she groaned in abandoned welcome to the cunt-splitting young cock fucking deep up into her pussy. Her face contorted with passion, and cries of ecstasy bubbled from her tightly clenched teeth.
"Ohhh, Willie ... oh fuck me too! Fuck me hard! Hard, you darling boy! Fuck meeeee!" she gasped in delirious excitement.
The boy slipped his hands under the nakedly grinding cheeks of her ass, raising them and, at the same time, straining his young cock forward up into her with all the strength of his boyish hips and thighs. His teacher moaned incoherently and wound her warm and smooth legs lewdly up around his hips as he thrust himself up to his balls into her hotly gripping pussy. The smooth, velvet folds of her pussy walls held him, squeezing tightly around his hotly rigid hardness until she could feel every inch of his slender, pulsing ccck imbedded in her belly. This was madness she had never dreamed about, a total surrender to the lure of the flesh! Her wildly hallucinating mind reveled in her wickedness and she screwed her naked ass up tight against the youthful loins until she could feel the tantalizing tightness of his small, cum-swollen young balls pressing hard into the moist, wide-splayed crevice between her ass cheeks. His soft, fuzz-covered skin danced teasingly against the nakedly sensitive ridges of her tiny, puckered asshole, sending shivers of lewd delight surging through her fluttering nerve-endings.
"Ohhh yes, darling! Fuck me hard! Give it to meeee!" Susan begged, gasping. There was nothing else in the world, no tomorrow, no yesterday-only this deep, dark smothering of lust and flesh, of naked belly smacking against naked belly, of a teenage cock fucking in and out of a mature woman's cunt. She was rapidly approaching her cum, and her body had become more like an animal's, no longer human as she twisted and contorted, lewdly spreading her legs wide apart and spurring the boy on with the heels of her feet digging into his nakedly driving young ass.
Susan saw a brilliant flash of light, and though she didn't know what it was or where it was coming from, she clenched her eyes tightly shut to block it out Through the haze of hallucination and passion she was vaguely aware that someone else was entering the circle of boys, but nothing mattered to her except the young cock fucking into her from above. Nothing at all!!!
CHAPTER EIGHT
It seemed as though whoever it was stood there for hours watching the youngster fucking wildly up between her widespread legs. And then, she heard a voice like Andy Stotski's breathe, "God damn, Look at her hot little cunt fuck!"
"Yeah, that shit you gave us really did the trick, Mr. Stotski." Tony Miller's voice laughed in a high-pitched triumph. "But what are you doing here, and with that camera?"
"Oh ... let's just say that since I work scientifically with Cilliosidyn, boys, I like keeping a record of its effects. Is that all right?"
"Sure, Mr. Stotski," Ted said beside the man. "Anything you say! You want more than just pictures, maybe? You come up here to get a little of Mrs. Mayer's pussy too?"
"Well, now, if you three don't screw her to death maybe I will. After all, that's not much to sacrifice for the special mushrooms I gave you, is it?"
"Fine by us, Mr. Stotski," the Tony-like voice answered through Susan's cunt-grinding haze. "I want to see that stuck-up teacher of ours get fucked within an inch of her life!"
The puzzling voices continued as the remarks became more lewd by the minute. But it didn't matter to the older, wildly fucking woman, not the slightest bit. Her cunt was white-hot, and her head flailed wildly from side to side, her mouth open in total abandonment. The onlookers were forgotten as she swung her naked thighs up and clasped them on Willie Baker's hips with the backs of her calves, winding her beautifully tapered legs all the way around his youthful body. Her ankles locked tightly together high upon his back, spiraling her ravenously hungry little pussy hole up the full, slippery length of his slickly fucking cock.
"Jesus, just look at that hungry little pussy climb it!" the Andy Stotski voice gasped hotly as another bright camera flash filled her eyes. "Don't split it, Willie, boy. Don't split it! Goddamn, I think I will join in! Save some for Big Daddy here!"
Susan's body fucked on unheeding. She was almost ready to cum again and could not stop. Those tiny, relentless devils danced unmercifully deep down in her belly, probing the hotly tingling walls of her freely seeping vagina with the fiery tips of their three-pronged forks. Perspiration was pouring from every pore of her body as she strove wildly for that end-but then-it happened to her again!
Willie clamped his mouth tightly down on hers, stifling a long, low groan that wanted to swell to a shout, as he began spewing his hot young cock juices deep up into her already cum-slippery cunt passage. She could feel his youthful semen spurt up into her in great gushing torrents, deflating his young cock with each white-hot surge. She was still just seconds away!
"Noooo! Noo! Wait! Wait!" she sobbed with frustration into the boy's open mouth. Her bare feet pounded desperately against Willie's spent and unresponsive body, and then he, like Ted, rolled from between her still-madly gyrating thighs to lie exhausted beside her on the blanket.
Susan was beside herself now-the end was so near and yet so far. She kicked her legs out wide into the air, her own hands finger-fucking ineffectually the hair-lined slit of her nakedly gaping cunt. She fingerfucked herself greedily, trying to reach the impossible depths of the two vanquished young cocks that had a moment before betrayed her to the demons of unfulfillment.
The bright white flash struck again and again-and then suddenly her ankles were grasped by big, heavy hands.
"Come on, baby. Big Daddy's gonna show you what a man-sized fuck is all about!"
Susan gasped at the force of the powerful grip, and looked up through the narrow, hazy slits of lust-smoked eyes. It was Andy Stotski! His flushed, jowled face leered down at her from between her wide-held thighs, a cruel animal lust in his eyes that momentarily froze the woman's nakedly quivering body into stillness. She lay immobile while he levered her unresisting legs up off the blanket in an arc far back over her head, pressing the toes of her feet harshly into the ground on either side of her head. Her tortured body was nearly bent back double, the pain of her straining muscles almost unbearable. The glistening, flattened plane of her vaginal slit was presented like a bound maiden in sacrificial offering to him as he poised over her in a push-up position, his hands holding her ankles to the blanket.
"I got the camera, Mr. Stotski!" Susan could hear young Tony Miller shout with glee through her pain. "I know how to use one like this, too! So fuck your cock in up to her tits! I want to take some good shots of this!"
"Well, baby?" Stotski sneered down at her cruelly. "Ready for something bigger and better than little kids' pricks inside your cunt?"
Susan shuddered, seeing for the first time the massive length of his heavily throbbing cock as it aimed straight at her helplessly uptilted little pussy hole. She was torn between the hot desire still scorching her nakedly unsatisfied pussy and the quick twinge of shame and fear that flickered through her confused, hallucinating thoughts. She rolled her head from side to side, tears of frustration and indecision screaming down the edges of her desire-flushed cheeks.
"Well, come on, Miss Kid-fucker," her fellow teacher taunted the squirming woman held in the helpless lewd position beneath him. "Big Daddy wants to dip it in to paradise. What do you have to say to that?"
"Fuck me," the younger redhead hissed through lust-clenched teeth, the fire licking through her naked cunt spurred on by her sheer hopelessness and the obscene position the man was holding her in. Through glazed, heavily lidded eyes she could see the others as faint, smaller forms standing over them by the edge of the blanket, but they were unimportant-the fires of unfulfilled lust raged out of control in her hungrily pulsing cunt, and nothing else mattered to her at all.
Little Tony Miller grinned obscenely and tripped the color camera he was holding again and again. A smile of juvenile triumph lined his small, thin, boyish lips.
"Go on, you son of a bitch! Fuck me, I said!" Susan screamed up at the male teacher's leering face, and wriggled her nakedly spread cunt up at him in lascivious, unmistakable invitation.
The older man needed no further invitation. His body dropped heavily down on her lewdly twisting form and smashed her hugely pulsing tits flat down onto her chest. His thick, masculine hardness fucked savagely up between her widespread pussy lips and into her hungrily waiting cunt like a battering ram, pushing the moist, unresisting folds of her inner pussy flesh in hotly rippling waves before its cruelly goring head.
Susan cried loudly at the quick, brutal impalement of her cock-split cunt, surprised by its thickness, sensing herself tighten up into a cringing ball inside as she'd always done at the feel of a grown man's huge size. But then, for the first time in her life, her frigid terror was only momentary, and the greedy, wet walls of her cunt clasped hungrily around the fully developed man's cock slithering up its length eagerly to devour the hotly throbbing shaft to the hilt. His cum-bloated balls smacked into the slippery wet crevice of her ass cheeks, and she groaned not in frightened pain but in lust-impassioned relief. Then, the older male teacher began a heavy, deep fucking up into the lewdly grinding little hole between her thighs, and she opened her mouth to cry out, not in cold, resentful resistance, but in warm, abandoned ecstasy! She had been so close before, and now she was ready to accept all of his thick, expanding cock fucking maddeningly up into her desperately yearning cunt.
"Ohh God! Oh God, fuck it harder! You're ... you're making it cum! Ohh, fuck it harder!" she pleaded in a voice shrill with passion. Her hands darted behind his driving buttocks, pulling him in maniacal frenzy deeper and deeper up between her widespread legs, her warm, female wetness flowing thickly out around his hard-pumping cock and down into the smooth, fleshy crevice of her nakedly grinding asscheeks.
"Fuck it to her, Mr. Stotski!" the young voices around them goaded excitedly. "Blow your balls into her hot little pussy good!"
Spurred on by the redheaded teacher's frantically twisting body beneath him, Andy Stotski fucked more deeply up into her, forcing her tortured legs farther and farther back over her head, doubling her in half, fucking into her in a lust-crazed frenzy out of control. Bright flashes continued to fill her eyes as finally Susan could feel her cum spiraling up through her defenselessly straining flesh, and her hot, wet cunt juices flowing in unrestricted spurts down the full, quivering cheeks of her wildly bouncing ass.
"Ahhhggg! I'm ... I'm cummmmmmmmmmming! Oh, oh God. Oh God! Ohhhh, I'm cuummiunnnggg! Aggghhhh!" She could feel, at the same time, the heaving man above her release his own wild, orgasmic cum, as hot waves of his thick, white cock juices shot deep up within her wildly dilating womb, mixing lasciviously with the pool little Willie and Ted had fucked into her belly before. Her head whirled in depraved sensuality as the hot, powerful squirts surged wildly into her nakedly jerking belly, filling her to the bursting point with their hot creamy warmth. The tingling wet walls of her hungrily devouring pussy clasped and unclasped desperately, milking at the man's lewdly spasming penis like a sucking, starving mouth.
And then ... then it was over as suddenly as it had begun. Susan's firm young body was drained of everything, her limbs collapsing loosely on the blanket as her fellow teacher's grip on her legs was finally released. She lay lewdly spread-eagled as she felt his heavy male weight lift from her nakedness, and a rush of cool air flow over her sweat-and passion-soaked flesh. The older man's voice spoke in the distance as she faded into a deep, momentary unconsciousness from her cunt-ripping cum, and then awoke abruptly again as she heard him speak:
"Take your turn now, Tony. She's far from fucked out yet. Show what you can do, kid. Show me what you can do to your red-hot cunted teacher! You might even make a few bucks out of it," he grinned as he focused the lens on the young boy's cock driving deep up into the older woman's again hungrily grasping cunt. "Pictures of little kids fucking older women are selling like crazy now on the streets of Boston and New York!!!"
CHAPTER NINE
How long and how many times they had rucked her shamelessly pleading body, the voluptuous redheaded teacher could not remember, but now, naked again, Susan Mayer padded barefoot into her bedroom from the bathroom where she had just finished taking a long soapy shower. She had douched out her cum-flooded pussy first, and then carefully cleansed all the rest of her tits and thighs free of the drying cum left from the multitude of cummings of the three young boys and the older man. Towelled and powdered with talcum, she slipped into a thin satin lounging robe, thinking with a strange cynicism as she did that it had been a honeymoon gift from her ex-husband. God, when had John Mayer been part of her life? A thousand years back? A millennium ago?
She stood in front of the mirror, letting the soft folds of the robe fall loosely down around her nakedness, and inspected her reflected body. There were masses of light-colored bruises around her inner thighs, and her full, pink-nippled titties were painfully raw even to her lightest touch. She slipped her hands down farther, trying to tentatively feel between the soft, fur-rimmed lips of her well-fucked cunt. She moaned slightly from the dull-little spasm which lanced from her pussy up into her belly, but now she was thankful that at least her fingertips no longer became all wet and slicky from cum. God, if she became pregnant, she wouldn't even know who the father was! It could even be one of the young students who had fucked her and cum in her. They were old enough to make kids now.
Yet, as sore as her wildly fucked pussy was, Susan was more intent upon inspecting her firm, naked body for signs of moral dissipation. But strange, she had to admit, nobody would know by looking that she'd just been fucked half crazy by three young students and a grown man....
She could remember the almost dream-like trance into which she'd fallen after she'd been fucked to her first cum. Time had become a meaningless blur to her after that, a merging of seemingly myriad different cocks all fucking and cumming up into her hungrily devouring pussy, time and time again. Her cunt had continued to react with cum after cum as her fellow teacher and neighbor and her three students had bent her to their lusts, but any thought of resistance on her part had long since been shattered, and she had only been able to fuck back mechanically as they had used her defenseless flesh between them.
She could barely recall the older biology teacher taking her home and dumping her on the bed. There was another, hazier memory of the three young boys telling him that they would return to school and report that their teacher had suddenly been taken sick....
Susan turned away from the mirror, tying the robe tightly around her body and starting for the kitchenette, attempting to stifle an impulse to laugh hysterically. Sick! My God, after untold hours of being rape-fucked by three animal-like children and a grown man, what woman wouldn't be sick! And there was no question that it had been rape, she told herself as she turned on the stove to make coffee. Her natural resistance had been sadistically short-circuited by the hallucinogenic, aphrodisiac mushroom that she had unwittingly eaten beforehand. Hurriedly, she mixed herself a cup of coffee and walked into the living room to sit down. She shivered on the couch, feeling a cold, clammy dread steal over her at the thought of what the insidious hallucinogenic had caused her to do.
And yet, for all her bitter rationalizations, Susan was weakened by the reality of the facts. Hallucinating or not, she had willingly allowed her nakedly spread pussy to accept their brutal fucking of it, and had eagerly spread her trembling thighs for them to fuck all they wanted to up into her traitorous cunt! She could not deny the memory of thrashing mindlessly on the blanket, pleading to be fucked-and yes, fuck was exactly the right word-and the tremendous, rolling waves of overwhelming passion which had wracked her highly sensitized flesh. The three young boys and the depraved older teacher's cocks had actually felt good fucking her, and no matter how degenerate and lewd it was, she could not deny the truth of it to herself.
In fact, as she sat and sipped her coffee, Susan was forced to admit that she felt nothing but utter and complete relaxation in the aftermath of the four-way gang-fuck she had submitted to. Neither hate nor revulsion had taken hold of her mind this time, as they had after young Tony Miller had fucked her or after Mitzy and Andy Stotski had so lewdly licked her pussy and fucked her last Saturday. God, not only had she reveled in the forbidden sordidness of a gang-fuck, but it seemed to have lessened her tensions and soothed her nerves far better than all of her short-lived vows and broken promises! How ironic, the copper-haired woman thought, that she, who was once so sinlessly frigid and despised sex, should sit here and even think in such an obscene manner about a gangfuck. She chuckled to herself, feeling contented and satiated, almost grateful for the callousness which was beginning to thicken the mental skin of her once pitifully naive innocence.
She had changed, there was no doubt about that in her mind. Whether her horrible lessons in sexual awakening had been for the good or not was another matter, but she hoped that perhaps in another town she might be able to find a good, decent man to whom she could bring the physical pleasures she had come so recently to crave! Yes, by tonight she would be on a plane heading west in search of that town and that faceless man, and some time next week she would mail in her resignation, using the reason of health which the boys had so thoughtfully set up for her already. She would have to hope the school board would believe her, for leaving here was her only chance. Even if she had to hitchhike, she had to go at once rather than stay here awhile, as she'd previously planned, for it was obvious to her that she was unable to trust either herself or anybody else when it came to holding her newly discovered passions in moral check. One more day like this one in Old Orchard Beach, and God only knew what kind of a sluttish whore she would become....
Her thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell ringing. She turned, blood draining from her face with sudden irrational fear. "Wh-who's there?" she called out in a timid voice, clutching the robe tighter to her. "Who's there?"
"Andy Stotski," a husky voice responded. "Open up, I have to talk to you."
"God no! Haven't you done enough to me today? Go away!" she tearfully cried back at him. "Oh please, leave me alone and go away!"
"Open this door, you little kid-fucking bitch!" Stotski demanded harshly.
"I ... I'm sick!" A clammy iciness crawled up the young woman's spine, a premonition of what was going to happen to her if she opened the door. "C-come back tomorrow!" After I'm packed and gone!
"You weren't sick a few hours ago, baby. I think you're bluffing!" A fist banged violently against the paneling. "Open this door or do you want the whole neighborhood to hear what I've got to tell you?"
"Oh God," Susan groaned, dread clutching at her insides. She was afraid to open the door, but she was now more afraid of what would happen if she didn't. The older teacher had proved he was totally merciless when it came to carrying out his threats. She stumbled toward the door, unlatching it slightly so she could peer out at the man standing in the hall.
"Jesus," Stotski snorted contemptuously and shouldered his way inside her home. Susan felt herself being pushed back against the wall from his brutally forced entry. "I've never seen such a woman for the pure-hearted virgin routine as you, I swear!"
"Now, wait a minute," Susan said, stiffening under his cruel references. "This is my apartment, Mr. Stotski, and you can't just barge in like you own it."
"No, you're right," the older man chuckled, slamming the door behind him. "I don't own the apartment, but by God, I sure do own you!"
"Wh-what do you mean?" Susan asked quizzically, sucking in her breath. "What do you mean, you own me?"
"Body and soul, baby! You'll do anything I say when I say it, and if you know what's good for you, you'll like it, too." A wicked gleam of salacious delight glowed in his beady eyes. "Right now I want you to come over to my place tonight and make a red-hot fuck film. Come just as you are in that slinky robe. Damn, it's just the right thing, I do believe. Just the right bit of interesting apparel to start things off with," he added, and slowly he licked his thick lips hungrily. "I've got a helluva market I can sell films of you and kids to!"
"I will do no such thing!" The younger woman gasped at his unbelievable suggestion, and stepped back from his hot roving gaze. She felt as if he had already stripped the robe from her and she were standing before the man absolutely naked. "I will not do anything for you!"
"Well, baby, let's just see what you will do and what you won't." The older teacher pulled a cellophane packet from his inside pocket and tipped a set of color photographs into one hand. "I was in my darkroom since we, ah ... last saw each other, developing some film. I'm thinking, in addition to the ones I can sell in Boston and New York, of making a number of sets to donate to the junior high school. They're all good kid-fuck material, like this one, for instance."
He thrust the snapshot in front of the horrified teacher's face, and as she involuntarily took it in her fingers, she suddenly realized to what the obscene man was referring. From deep in her subconscious came the memory of bright white flashes going off and strange clicks in the background while the young boys were fucking her. Her passion-crazed mind had not related them to a flash camera at the time, but it was unmistakably clear now that that's what they had been. In horror, she glanced at the first one, seeing herself spread-eagled on the blanket, her heels pressing tightly into the ground. Her hands were tangled in young Willie Baker's hair, pulling his young face tightly up between her lewdly spread thighs where he was licking and sucking her naked cunt with his lips and tongue. Every sinew of her body was straining for the final orgasmic release, her mouth hanging open and her face contorted with raw, crazed lust.
"Or what do you think would happen if your nature-study class saw this one?" Andy Stotski chuckled cruelly as he tormented the woman with a photo of little Ted Brooks fucking into her hungrily devouring pussy with his hard, boyish cock. "Or this one?" he asked. "Or this...?" showing her picture after picture and adding degrading descriptions of the voluptuous redhead's lewd actions with each. His breathing was heavier now, and it was apparent even to her that the pictures and the humiliation he was inflicting upon her were making him want to fuck her again. "This is a real gem." He taunted her with still another. "Perhaps the Board of Education would be a better place to send such a fine example of their teacher's hobbies while out in the woods on nature trips. This is real nature-in-the-raw," he laughed loudly.
Susan's head reeled from the humiliation of standing before this evil man while his lusting eyes absorbed every obscene position she was in on the glossy prints. She was almost sick from the detailed monologue he uttered, using the most lurid fuck words imaginable in his filthy descriptions of what the boys were doing to her nakedly stripped body!
"Now baby," he said after he had filed through them all. "You see why I own you lock, stock and pussy? You'll do exactly what I want when I want it if you hope to keep these pictures out of the school board's hands. And tonight, I want you over at my house, you understand-eight o'clock sharp!"
Susan attempted one last desperate act of bravery, hoping to frighten the biology teacher into giving her the lewd photographs and leaving her alone. She looked him in the eye as coldly as she could, her courage spurred by her desperation. "Get out, Mr. Stotski. Give me those horrible pictures and get out. If you don't, I swear I'll call the police and have you thrown in jail!"
"Hah!" Andy Stotski bellowed. "You call the police? Don't be stupid. You're the one in the pictures being fucked by an assortment of junior high school boys. It would be the word of a respectable teacher against that of a woman who poses for dirty pictures!"
"You wouldn't dare!" Susan screamed. "You wouldn't dare show them to anyone!"
Stotski slashed his heavy palm brutally across Susan's face, knocking her back onto the couch. Tears sprang to her eyes as she fell back, and a slight trickle of saliva appeared at one corner of her mouth. "Don't ever tell me what I wouldn't dare, baby," he snarled down at her. "You give me any more trouble, and by God I'll have enough sets of these made to pass out to every student at the school and then sell in all the adult book stores from here to California!"
In a state of shock, Susan watched him as he stood glaring down over her. She dabbed lifelessly at her mouth with the fingers of one hand, wondering dizzily what she could possibly do now. My God! What other choice did she have? If she didn't do what he commanded of her and make a dirty film, she would lose the last ounce of chance she might have to start a new wholesome life. If the school board got their hands on them, she would be barred from working anywhere. Everyone in town would see her getting fucked out of her mind by mere kids! Slowly she stood, averting her eyes from the man as she walked toward the front door.
"All right," she whispered in defeat. I'll ... I'll do whatever you want. But I want the pictures first."
"Not a chance, baby," Stotski sneered sharply. "I didn't promise not to sell them in Boston and New York; I'll just keep 'em out of Maine."
"How ... how do I know you'll keep your promise if I do?"
"Why, you can always trust me, baby," the husky man purred. "I always keep my word. And just to make sure you don't chicken out, I'll be back for you at eight o'clock sharp," he added as he slipped out the door and closed it behind him.
CHAPTER TEN
It was one minute to eight, and Susan had downed the last of the several drinks she had been building her courage with, when she heard the knock on the door. Andy Stotski met her as she opened it and led her by the arm down the narrow hall to his apartment, a grin of triumph spreading across his face. The sun was just-setting down over the edge of the nearby houses and presented a beautiful crimson and gold sunset to Susan, and the air was nippy and brisk, blowing a few scattered papers along the ground. A stranger would have thought we were married and going to call on our neighbors, Susan thought cynically. But if he'd happen to hang around awhile longer, like I have to, he would then see that wasn't the case. Once inside the Stotski apartment, she saw that the carpet in the living room had been covered with still-softer, brightly colored mattress cushions. Nice, she thought dryly. I won't have to hurt myself if I fall off in the heat of the battle....
She gazed up from the floor and scanned the room. Andy's blond-haired wife Mitzy was sitting relaxed on the chaise lounge wearing nothing but a flimsy pair of white panties and a see-through bra. She had her arm around a young boy's waist in a seemingly affectionate manner, and the youngster, whom Susan knew from school, had nothing on but his underpants!
"Hiyah, teach," the boy whose name was Randy Wells snickered, snuggling closer to the older woman's hugely rounded tits. "Good that you got here in time for the party!"
"Yeah, Mrs. Mayer," Billy Brown, another boy present, said. He was standing with Lennie Jones, both of them nearly naked as their buddy on the couch. "We heard you were so great, we thought we'd have a go too. How's that strike you?"
"Just remember she's the star attraction in the flick, boys," Stotski chuckled lewdly. "You'll all get your chance again, but only after she's properly warmed up!"
"M-my God! What is going on here?" Susan faltered, feeling as though she could faint dead away on the spot. "Why ... why did you bring those kids? They're not going to be in the film, are they?"
"That's right, baby," Stotski hissed wetly into her ear. He gripped her arm and led her to the center of the mattress-strewn floor. "Like the kid said, they heard from the other boys you were so damned good today, they just had to have a go at you."
"Oh, God! No...."." Susan groaned, her eyes wandering back over the three almost-nude young boys and the curvaceous body of Stotski's wife. She began to tremble in unconscious dread. The horrible intentions of what they were planning to do to her without even the benefit of the lust-inducing mushrooms chilled her to the marrow of her bones. They were all going to fuck her, to fill her body with more lewd male cum until she screamed for surrender, but they would show her no greater mercy than the other boys had before. She fought back the wild urge to scream at Andy Stotski and curse his sadistic wickedness. But no. She couldn't ... she had to keep that packet of pictures out of the hands of the school board. There was no other choice....
"Ah right. The show now begins," the older man snapped commandingly. "Jesus, my cock is already so hard it feels like it'll bust in half in my pants. You, hot cunt, stand there while I train this lamp on you."
"But ... but why?" Susan whined, lifting a hand to shield herself from the bright light which beamed directly on her. "Why do I have to stand like this?"
"Because you're the performer for tonight, dearie." Mitzy giggled from the couch. "The stage has to be just right for the action! Now turn slowly around, like you were a stripper showing your charms before the action starts."
And because of the strong, harsh glare which temporarily blinded her from the rest of the well-lit room, Susan wasn't able to see that there was another reason for having the lamp trained upon her body. As his wife maliciously spoke, Andy Stotski was already moving behind a large super-eight sound motion picture camera. He chuckled lewdly to himself as he thought about the wonderful color porno movie he was going to be able to sell to his contacts in New York and Boston. They would go wild when they saw all these kids fucking the shit out of this gorgeous older woman. Man, he could sell a million of them!
Susan bit into the flesh of her lower lip, trying to choke back her humiliation, and her bare toes curled into the soft material of the mattresses as she gradually revolved her body before the whole lusting group. She groaned, feeling the complete humiliation of her hopelessly trapped position.
The voluptuous redhead's shame at being so obscenely exposed against her will was threatening to break her down and she prayed for the strength to endure this obscene ordeal. She had to allow her fellow teacher and the others this further satisfaction before she would be free of them all for good. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and fought with all her strength to overcome her dread, knowing that with the strong lamplight striking her thin robe, the three boys and the two adults could see all of her body's curves, including her tits nakedly illuminated.
But even as she stood there so obscenely displayed to their lustful gaze, Susan felt a slowly rising tendril of excitement beginning deep in her fearfully trembling belly. The very hopelessness of her position and the debasing five-way fucking of her body that was sure to come brought tiny, strange ripples of arousal surging through her tattered nerves. Against her will, her proud, firm tits beneath her long robe throbbed into warm, taut roundness, and their light pink nipples began to slowly harden against the diaphanous material. My God, she thought deliriously, what's happening to me? She must fight with all of her strength! She mustn't succumb as she had under the Cilliosidyn mushrooms to the betrayal of her pussy! She mustn't let them win! She mustn't!
The robe felt like a filmy sheet of glass, and her pink-nippled tits jutted out at the roomful of breathless on-lookers, pointing slightly upwards from the unwanted thrill she couldn't help feeling from her obscene exhibitionism. She could almost sense the young boys breathlessly moving their eyes up and down over her body from the huge swell of her tits to her small, dimpled navel and then down over the sweeping, sensual rise of her full, rounded hips until they locked their eyes on the flame-red, curled lips of her almost-naked pussy split. The mere thought of their lustful stares on her all-but-naked cunt sent new churnings of erotic pleasure tingling upwards in her belly, and she could feel involuntary droplets of warm, slicky pussy juice seeping from the soft, fur-rimmed folds of her cunt.
"Now, baby," she heard Stotski growl at one side of her, "take off the robe. Real sexy, like you were a stripper in a burlesque show. Come on! Do it!"
The voluptuous redhead's tongue darted out and softly licked her lips, moistening them as she gradually untied her belt. Ever so slowly, she slipped each of the robe's arms from around her bare shoulders and let the translucent sheath fall down around her body to crumple at her feet on the mattress, hearing the delighted gasps from both Stotski and the three young boys in the room. She could feel a warm rush of air slide along her sensitive flesh, and her hands automatically rose to cover her nakedly exposed tits ... but then she-dropped them away quickly, knowing that there was no part of her body that these lewdly watching people wouldn't see in a moment anyway. She stood passively for a moment, feeling shame and humiliation at standing totally naked in front of every one, but then the very thought of her complete and full submission to the older man's commands began to send more tingling ripples of excitement up through her nakedly displayed cunt.
Unconscious of what she was doing at first, the curvaceous woman lifted her shoulders and held her head high again, feeling oddly delighted at her naked pussy and tits being the focal point for their salacious pleasures. She would show them, drummed through her increasingly aroused mind. She would show them all she could do, no matter what they demanded of her. They wanted her to fuck, then she would fuck! They wanted her to suck, then she would suck! And why not, for she was certainly beginning to feel like the sluttish whore they wanted her to be, and there didn't seem to be anything she could do to prevent it! Why not enjoy it? Her tortured mind droned on as she gently and slowly exposed the quivering pink lips of her coppery-curled cunt lips, the very helplessness of her position excusing away the weird masochistic sensations that were building erotically in her belly and pussy below....
"On the floor now, bitch!" Stotski harshly commanded from behind his hand-held camera. "That's it, on your back! Now, spread your legs wide and put your hand up between them and finger that sweet little cunt of yours!"
A whimper escaped from the humiliated woman's mouth as she lowered herself in a supine position on the soft mattresses. "Oh, God ... not finger-fuck myself!"
"Do it!" he snarled down at her savagely. "Take your middle fingers and fuck 'em up in your cunt and asshole, just like you were lying in your own bed by yourself and thinking of little kids fucking you! Make your pussy all nice and hot ... and remember, if you don't you don't get what you want!"
The pictures! She must keep those pictures from getting to the school board. She gently began to run her fingertips over her hugely rounded tits, playing softly with the nipples, groaning as she felt them involuntarily harden from her first delightful caress. Goose bumps rippled along her skin, and in spite of all those greedily feasting eyes, her moans of humiliation were tapering into deep sighs of awakening passion. She had geared her mind for a more sudden, brutal fucking by the sadistic older man or perhaps by one of the boys, but having to finger-fuck her own cunt was different. It was unexpected and subtle, and she felt shudders of unwanted pleasure beginning to course up through her widespread little pussy hole. She pressed the outside of her knees flat against the mattress and drew her thighs as far up ass he could, forcing her legs into a lewd, crab-like position that exposed the moistening pink slit of her pussy to everybody's hungry gaze. She slipped her middle finger down between the soft, redly flaming curls of her pussy hairs and slightly parted the fleshy lips of her cunt, sliding her finger lewdly along the plainly visible little hole of her tight, wet cunt.
"Oooohh Goddd," she moaned through her lust-gritting teeth. "This isn't fair. Ooohh, this isn't right!"
"More! More! You're not hot enough yet, my dear!" the male teacher's wife, breathlessly watching, shouted hoarsely. "Go on! Finger-fuck your hot little pussy for us!"
Susan teased her fingers along the tender parts of her pussy, working her way up the full, moist length of the narrow, glistening slit to the ..tiny, throbbing nipple of her clitty. She flicked the sensitive little cunt-titty until, with a sudden gasp, she felt it begin a gentle, involuntary jerking into hardness. She could hear Andy Stotsky laughing at the foot of her mattress, still unable to see his camera because of the bright lights; could hear his cruel, obscene urging, driving her to fuck her lewdly teasing finger in and out of her hotly gripping cunt hole still faster. She slithered it slowly up over the hotly tingling mound of her pussy, then began another downward journey, finding to her fascinated horror that the hotly flaring little hole of her cunt was reaching upward to suck it hungrily inside. She felt a lewdly flickering enjoyment in the hungrily flexing well of her vaginal hole, fucking in and out as if her finger were a small, hard cock, causing a slow, uncontrollable undulation of her thighs up from the mattress. The split of her loins splayed wider to the leering, lust-crazed view of the youngsters now gathered around her naked body, and they sighed as she flicked her fingertip quickly down against the sensitive, puckered ring of her asshole, clearly exposed in the crevice between her full, white ass cheeks. The tight, rubbery little circle clenched in delight from her touch and tried to screw itself further on her hand to gain more of her softly taunting probe.
Her toes squirmed below her self-fucking finger, no more able to resist the exquisite sensations that she was causing in herself than the rest of her hotly aroused body was. She shut her eyes tightly as she fought against the lewd excitement rippling through her helpless cunt and nakedly trembling tits, the familiar waves of indecent pleasure creeping forcefully through her flesh against her will. She fought them with all her might, but the lewd strokings of her fingers pursued and relentlessly tantalized her heavily tingling tits and warmly seeping cunt. A fire was building in her that she could not control and an excited moan escaped her lips as, unwillingly, she surrendered to the lewd self-debasement which flooded over her defenselessly naked body. She wallowed obscenely in the pleasure of her thrashing middle finger slipping in and out smoothly between the swollen, now warmly slickened cunt lips, pressing her knees back hard against her tits and jerking her nakedly upraised ass cheeks wildly at the tormenting fingerfucking she was giving herself. Her facial muscles tightened as she added two more fingers to the first one, and then she clenched her teeth sharply together, pushing ah three fingers up into the pinkly clasping folds of her pussy. They disappeared with a lewd, wet sucking sound, and a delightful moan of ecstasy bubbled up from her straining throat.
Mitzy Stotski gasped delightedly, and young Randy Wells tightened his squeezing grip on her huge white tits, eager for the excitement of what he was going to do to the red-haired older woman in a very short while. "Christ, ain't it time to fuck 'er now, Mr. Stotski? Huh, ain't it?"
Andy Stotski lowered his eye from the viewfinder of his camera, his own face flushed and lined with beads of lust-stimulated perspiration. "Yeah, boy, I guess it is. Billy! Lennie! Take off those damned underpants of yours and go to it! And fuck her good!"
The two naked young boys gladly leaped into the circle of light. "Golly, am I going to enjoy fucking Mrs. Mayer!" Billy Brown breathed down at his naked teacher, a cruel, unyielding glint sparkling lewdly in his young eyes. "Look at that snatch. It's going to start jerking in a minute, just begging for me to fuck it good!"
"Here, let's get her legs spread out." Lennie grinned. He grabbed her knees and forced them sharply down and apart, bringing a whimper of protest from the redheaded teacher's lips and exposing the hotly pulsing hole of her naked little cunt to the two boys' leering eyes.
"Now that ain't no way to act, Mrs. Mayer," Lennie Jones snickered over her. "You ain't going to get hurt. I promise!"
"Man, she don't even look like she was all fucked out before," Billy Brown whistled appreciatively. "She's got the tightest little cunt I've ever seen!"
He reached forward and slipped his middle finger up the tightly closed slit of the older woman's pussy, parting her soft, red pussy hairs and feeling the smooth, moist flesh beneath jerk lewdly against his sudden contact. He fucked his middle finger slightly up into her pussy hole, feeling her shiver from the sudden sensation, and then asked heatedly, "You want to get a shot of me finger-fucking her, Mr. Stotski?"
"Sure do, boys," came the booming voice. "I'll get my zoom lens so far up inside her cunt, I'll be able to see her tonsils!"
Dear God ... What were they saying! Susan stared directly at the massive shadow of Andy Stotski just outside the circle of light, and she gasped in total horror as she saw that he was holding a camera! No! Oh God, no! She remembered he had said he would be taking a movie of her getting fucked by the kids. Susan thought for a minute she was going to scream and tear herself from the two teenage boys, but suddenly the wild feeling of revulsion and fear faded from her mind and one of helpless resignation filled it instead. Her fellow teacher had lied to her-he had no intention of ever keeping those photographs secret, so what was the use of fighting this further indignity? She might as well have a dirty fuck movie of her lying naked between two savage boys and accepting their obscene, inexperienced fingering of her pussy as anything else, for that brutal man and his all-seeing camera had totally ruined her forever. She was damned if she did and damned if she didn't, so she might just as well let them do whatever they liked with her. She couldn't even find the strength necessary to hold back the tears which rolled unhindered down her cheeks now, and they gushed wetly over the side of her face and to the mattress below her head in piteous streams of shame and grief.
"Don't be so uptight over me filming you getting fucked, baby," Andy Stotski sneered, seeing her racking sobs. "You ought to be proud, being the star of your own movie! Why, I'll let you come over and watch yourself in action any ol' time you like, 'cause I'm gonna keep a copy of this for myself. How's that?"
"Ooohh," the redheaded teacher moaned in cringing torment, hearing the wave of snickers and laughs raining down at her from the lewdly grinning young faces above her. But the depraved idea of being helplessly fucked before the glinting lens of a camera only seemed to add more masochistic tingles to her traitorous cunt's rising desire. To her anguished horror, Susan could feel wicked new sensations of lewd desire rippling up through her cruelly tortured pussy walls. She fought with all her strength to escape this one final humiliation, knowing that if she surrendered to it, there would be no hope for her ever again. If she gave in now, anyone would be able to fuck her anyway, anytime in the future and she would be unable to hold herself back. Andy Stotski had taken everything else: her pride, her self-respect, everything-if she lost control of herself and enjoyed being fucked in front of his camera, she could never face a living soul again as a respectable woman. And yet she could sense the last remaining remnants of resistance fading slowly from her hotly flooding cunt and painfully throbbing tits with every passing second. God, what could she do?
Lennie Jones had drawn one of her legs up over his hips on one side, and Billy Brown had thrown the other over his as they lay on either side of her so that now their naked teacher was lying with her knees up in the air and her thighs wide apart, her nakedly spread cunt and asshole completely exposed to them and the ever-purring lens of the camera. Billy was working greedily at her wetly flaring little pussy hole now, slowly and teasingly fucking his middle finger up into its warm, soft wetness, tickling her slightly at first so that she gasped and bit down on her hp to stem the unwanted feeling. And then the young boy smoothed his finger around inside her, cupping his other hand up under her ass cheeks and drawing them up tight against the finger worming so lewdly around in her cunt. She could not escape now if she wanted to, and could only he back in her nakedness, hopelessly entrapped between the two young teenage boys.
"Mrs. Mayer's pussy's getting slickier than ever." Billy grinned at his friend, Lennie, who had dropped his head to suck at her tightly erected nipples and was beginning to bring small mewls of half-protest, half-pleading from his teacher's desire-clenching lips.
"Is she ready to fuck now, Mr. Stotski?" Lennie asked eagerly, raising his head.
"Almost, almost," the male teacher answered, breathing heavily. "I just want to get a few more feet of Billy opening her pussy up wider down there."
"I get to fuck her first," Billy hissed.
"No, both at once!" little Lennie said, a strange, excited tone in his high-pitched adolescent voice.
"Yeah? How?"
"Me in the front and you in the back! I seen it done in a fuck book dad keeps in his closet."
"You suck while I fuck?" Billy laughed delightedly. "Man, that's the way!" He continued to grin as he finger-fucked harder into his teacher's wetly seeping pussy, stretching it wider and wider with each further circle of his middle finger. "You get her up over me then, so I can he underneath and watch you fuck her in the mouth!"
The nakedly stripped redhead couldn't believe her ears. Even though she was feeling a weird, wild passion beginning to course uncontrollably through her body, the impact of the obscene words came crashing through to her. God! They were going to sandwich-fuck her between them like she was a two-bit whore off the streets! Yet she was too far gone to even consider resisting the two boys in whatever they wanted to do to her. The wicked thought of the lewd double ravishment about to happen to her was only causing further groans of guilty excitement and the grinding of her nakedly writhing ass tighter up against young Billy's hotly stroking middle finger.
Susan's entire body began to react, for there was no longer any reason to fight the lewd flames of desire running through the hopelessly entrapped little hole up between her thighs. She had lost the battle against the obscene feelings and even the agonizing thought of her total surrender before the lewdly whirring movie camera was sending hot sensations of cunt-throbbing delight surging through her loins. She was truly a whore now, a whore ... and there was no hope left for her, nothing left in her whole life except the slender boyish finger-fucking deeply up inside her cunt.
"Ooohhh God!" she sobbed, her resistance completely broken. "Go ahead. Do it to me! Do it to me!"
Mitzy Stotski could feel the pit of her belly and thighs hot and moist from watching the lewd spectacle before her. The wanton blond wife of Andy Stotski was excitedly aware of the third boy, young Randy Wells, working at the waistband of her brief nylon panties, and she lifted her asscheeks high off the seat to let the young teenager draw them down over the rounded moons of her buttocks and away from where they stuck to the pussy juices seeping from her hotly aroused cunt. She drew in her breath as the warm air of the heated room swirled about her nakedly spread pussy flesh, and she could hear the teenager rustling out of his own underpants beside her as she kept her eyes glued to the obscene finger-fucking of her girl friend's helplessly trapped cunt hole on the floor in front of her.
"I'll kneel down on the floor, Randy, and you fuck me from behind," Andy Stotski's wife purred. "That way we can watch your friends fuck your teacher at the same time!"
"Oh boy, Mrs. Stotski! I sure will!" The lewd words the older woman had used excited the youth more than ever, and he eagerly slid down to the floor as she had directed him, kneeling behind the roundly curved half-moons of her naked ass cheeks as they wavered invitingly in the air in front of him. Man, he'd never fucked the biology teacher's wife before, but there was no question that she was ah hot and ready for him to fuck her shitless now! He could feel the moist, wet opening of her cunt throbbing in desperate anticipation as with his fingers he guided his slender young hardness straight up between her lewdly parted thighs. He paused but a moment to part the soft curls of her blond ly wafting pussy hairs, now wet from excited secretions, with the round, bulbous head of his boyish cock. Then with one long, smooth stroke, he fucked his youthful hardness ah the way up inside the older man's wife's hotly waiting pussy to the smooth, cushiony tip of her cervix inside. There was not the slightest resistance in the hungrily yielding woman's cunt he was fucking, and Randy could feel the smooth, wet walls of her cunt clasping firmly around his slim young cock so moistly and firmly that it almost drove him crazy!
"Ooohh," Mitzy Stotski moaned as she felt her entire insides dowering open to receive him deep up into her desperately hungering belly from behind. Her nakedly kneeling body followed him as the boy began to stroke viciously up into her, her lewdly spread thighs grinding around in wild, abandoned jerks before him. "Oooh yes! Yes, little boy! Ohhh, fuck me good like that! Ohhh, fuck me and we'll watch your teacher getting fucked, too...!"
Andy Stotski had watched the young boy's cock slither wetly up into his slavishly kneeling wife's eagerly clutching pussy, and he could feel his own thick cock jerking under his pants with uncontrollable excitement. It always excited him to see his huge-titted wife fucked into a raw, squealing mass of helpless desire by another guy's cock sunk deep up inside her cunt. Scarcely able to control his mounting passion, he lowered the camera back down toward Susan Mayer's wide-split pussy and directed, "Okay, Billy! You too, Lennie! Fuck it to her now! Fuck it to her good!"
"Right, Mr. Stotski," Lennie agreed delightedly. "And man, are we ready!"
Billy suddenly withdrew his fingers from the hotly writhing teacher's widely expanded cunt and hissed to his friend, "Roll her over on top of me, Lennie." He lay down on the mattress beside the writhing woman, his hard, jutting cock sticking straight up into the air like the shaft of a lance spearing up out of his loins. "Go on, get her to straddle me, and I'll fuck it to her first."
Lennie obediently moved up and caught the naked older woman by the shoulders, twisting her around so that she was lying face down on the mattress. She lay without struggling, just small gasps of passion and humiliation coursing from her mouth. Her naked ass cheeks quivered slightly from her deep, soulful moans as the young boy grabbed them harshly and lifted her up over the supine body of his buddy. She was made to kneel on all fours as though she were a female bitch in heat and look directly down into the lewdly grinning face of Billy Brown below. She could feel the boy beneath her begin to slip his youthful hardness up against the soft, moist lips of her pussy slit, and his lewd, brushing touch sent shivers of wild sensations rippling through her naked flesh, exciting her, tormenting her.
God, how it was exciting her! Then, unable to withstand another moment of the maddening tease, she reached back between their bodies and firmly grasped her student's rigid young cock, pulling it upwards of her own volition until she could feel its hotly throbbing cock head insinuated between the fur-rimmed lips of tender flesh on either side of her tight little cunt hole.
"Fuck me, you little bastard!" she hissed down at him. "Go on, what are you waiting for? Fuck me!"
Billy laughed with gleeful lewdness and pressured up with his hips off the mat, fucking his slender young cock smoothly up into his teacher's nakedly heaving belly. Susan moaned as she felt the blunt, rubbery cock head stroke softly up inside her seething pussy, and she could feel the young boy's cock, hard and firm as it slid with the movement of his hips pushing upwards against her straddling inner thighs. She sucked in her breath, her mouth hanging loosely open, and began to slowly squirm and settle down atop him in a lewd, whorish-looking squatting fashion. The youthful cock fucked hotly against the far-hidden walls of her cunt as she squatted all the way down over its virile young shaft, the hot, rolling sensations of lust that it brought forcing moans from deep beneath her excitedly heaving tits above.
"Ohhhh God, yes!" she cried out to the room as the boy slithered his long, youthful cock up and up, deeper and deeper into the hotly enfolding cavern of her cunt, feeling the whole of her nakedly trembling belly accepting the obscene onslaught as though she had never been fucked before in her whole life. She squirmed down onto him from her straddling position with all the strength of her passion-driven hips and thighs, and could feel the smooth, tingling flesh of her cunt clasping and unclasping like a hot fleshy glove around his almost-bursting young cock. The boy fucked up into her from the bottom of his buttocks and rammed the last fraction of an inch of his lust-hardened young cock up into her greedily milking pussy, bringing new, ecstatic, animal-like sighs from her sensually parted lips.
Her nostrils flared and her eyes opened wide, gazing glassy-eyed and unseeing at the mental darkness around her, a wild and unsatiated desire to be fucked senseless burning lustfully in them. Fuck Andy Stotski! Fuck that damned camera of his! Fuck everything-but especially fuck that lovely young cock that was now pumping maddeningly up inside her cunt! Fuck ... oohhh fuck!
There was another movement around her head, and she could feel the mattress dropping beneath her hands as a heavy weight descended around it. Then little Lennie Jones was kneeling in front of her, holding her cheeks between his hands, his short, fat, boyish cock standing up in full erection less than an inch away from her glistening lips.
"Suck it, Mrs. Mayer," he hissed through her delirious torment. "Suck my prick!"
He pushed forward slightly, the tip of his desire-swollen cock pressing gently between his teacher's slightly parted lips. He groaned as he felt the soft, lipsticked surfaces brush gently against the sensitive skin of his boyish hardness, her lips closing automatically at the first spoony touch. The younger teenager held his breath as he waited for her sudden cry of protest....
But none came. Instead, the older woman's mouth fell hungrily open and her head pressed forward of its own volition without his having to pull her to him.
Gloating above her, he began to undulate his pelvis, fucking the short, fat cock lewdly in and out of her willingly sucking mouth.
Susan closed her eyes tightly, feeling the hot, wet bluntness of his lust-bloated cock head sliding the full length of her tongue, momentarily lifting her concentration from the hard, youthful cock ramming up into her salaciously grinding cunt from below. Moisture filled her mouth, puffing her cheeks wide as little Lennie began pumping in and out of her cock-contorted face, burying his virile young cock deep back into her throat on the instroke and keeping pace with his friend's ceaseless fucking into her lewdly spread cunt below. He timed his thrusts in between her tightly ovaling lips to match those of Billy Brown, ramming forward as the other boy did, trying to meet the deeply thrusting cock head of the other deep up into her nakedly writhing belly. He held her head tighter as she coughed and sputtered below him around the bulbous young cock rhythmically brushing against the back of her throat, watching her tender lips clasping tighter and tighter around it as her wide-stretched mouth became accustomed to the fleshy intrusion fucking deep up into it.
Susan was lost in the spiraling force of sensation that was churning deep in her hotly quivering belly. She licked and sucked, demon-like, at the lust-hardened young penis imbedded far back in her mouth, her tongue slippery and wet from the mixture of his sticky pre-cum and her own saliva. She rolled her ass cheeks down behind her in tiny lewd circles constricting her cunt walls so that the hot, flashing shaft of the other boy's cock was squeezed hungrily up inside them. She wanted to exploit all of her forced subjugation to the fullest now, to saturate herself with the lewd, debasing ecstasy, for as her two young students' lust-angered cocks impaled her between them, the obscene helplessness of her position overwhelmed every inch of her nakedly aroused flesh. That strange masochistic joy she had felt building before seemed to possess her completely now, and she writhed obscenely between her two students, using her mouth and cunt as gratefully accepting receptacles for the two teenage boys' animalistic lustings.
In place of her previous shame and guilt was the wonderful desire for her whole body to be saturated gloriously in hot, young male cum again, and the older woman sucked insatiably at the young cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue hungrily over its hardened shaft and smooth, rubbery head. She thrust her naked loins down hard against the more than willing Billy Brown, at the same time flexing her cunt muscles wide so that she could receive every fraction of his smoothly pistoning cock deeply up inside her madly churning belly. She wanted nothing more desperately now than to be utterly filled with their hot boyish cum, to swallow it and absorb it in both her throat and belly, until it-swirled up inside her and flowed out again in wildly flooding rivers of passionate delight. God, yes! And she hoped that lousy camera recorded every sordid second of her depraved fucking by the two lust-driven young boys.
Her fellow teacher stared incredulously through the viewfinder of his movie camera at the lascivious sight upon the mattress and shot ah of his flaming redheaded co-teacher's hotly clasping cunt and mouth gripping tightly around the two youngsters' hard-driving cocks. His breath was rasping out, and his hands were shaking so badly now that He wasn't sure he could continue shooting. He couldn't stand just watching any longer, and he knew he had to join in and be part of the ravishment of this totally degraded, voluptuous young woman before him! With a growl of sheer lust, the man somehow held his boiling desires in check long enough to set his camera on a tripod, flick the automatic take switch, and aim it directly at the mewling, writhing nakedness of the sex-crazed teacher. Then he stripped his pants and shirt off and moved toward the nakedly tangled bodies, fingering his lust-stiffened cock lightly With his fingers, feeling the juices of his urgent excitement rising like a raging storm in his heavily dangling balls below. Shit! Now he'd be in the movie too! He'd be in there to show them all how a fucking should be done!
"Hold her, hold her," he cautioned the boy named Lennie. "She might not like me fucking her in the ass at first!"
God! the thought rippled through Susan's brain, the huge-cocked biology teacher was going to fuck her asshole!
"Noooo, please, no," she mewled in muffled protests from around Lennie's wildly sawing cock in her mouth. "Don't do that! Don't fuck me there!" She jerked to move her thighs away, but Billy's manfully pumping young cock held her fast. She struggled for a moment longer and then lay still, her body shaking from the violently helpless pleadings rumbling unheard from her throat, her naked ass cheeks wavering helplessly in the air behind.
Mitzy Stotski moaned involuntarily from the lewd scene as she watched her husband drop to his knees back between the other woman's obscenely spread thighs and run the edge of his hand down the smooth, fleshy crevice of the younger teacher's ass cheeks, spreading them wide so that her tiny, puckered asshole was visible to her hungrily gaping eyes. Her own cunt throbbed from the effect of the indecent exposure, and she could hear young Randy Wells groan behind her as her warm, wet pussy flesh jerked tighter around his boyish cock. She moved forward an inch or so, unmindful that the movie camera was filming her as well as the others, so that her face was within a few inches of her girl friend's nakedly quivering ass cheeks. She wanted to see it all, every tiny thing that happened, and the youngster behind her shuffled forward on his knees between her thighs so as not to lose the maddening contact of her cunt around his cock.
Andy Stotski leered down at the cowering teacher on the mattress and slowly drew even wider the soft white mounds of her ass cheeks. He sucked in his breath as the tiny ring of tender rectal flesh came into view and pushed one hand down to fuck experimentally at it with his middle finger. The younger woman jumped and moaned against the youth's cock imbedded in her mouth as she felt the older teacher's unnatural touch against her tight, rubbery little asshole. She ground her cunt hard down over Billy's deeply fucking penis, her buttocks tensing lightly together to escape the lewd finger being thrust up against her anus. But it was useless, and Stotski thrust forward again, sinking his middle finger to the first knuckle up in her tightly cringing rectum.
"Uuuggm," she mewled piteously around the cock in her mouth, and clenched her naked ass cheeks together as tight as she could, trapping his hand up between the fearfully tautened melons.
"Open it up, baby!" he commanded brutally, pushing down with all his strength and popping his finger through the desperate but useless resistance up past the second knuckle in her futilely clenched asshole. Susan groaned aloud, and in piteous submission, she relaxed, her virginal, never before fucked rectal tunnel completely limp to be fucked as he wished.
He forced her buttocks wide apart again with his thumbs, withdrawing his finger and leaning forward to press a large drop of saliva from his lips to moisten and lubricate his entry. Then he pushed the whole of his body against her back, his thickly veined cock lying tight within the now wide-held crevice of her ass, its huge, bulbous tip resting hard against the tiny, throbbing pucker of her asshole. Grasping her roundly straining hips in a talon-like grip with his fingers, he pressed forward slightly with his pelvis for a moment, directing his hotly throbbing hardness straight up into the tightly clenched little hole of her anus.
Susan grunted from the sudden unexpected pressure as he shoved forward and speared into her rectum. She moaned in unheard pleadings for her fellow teacher to stop, as the youngster's cock fucked in her mouth. But his invasion grew, and she could feel her thighs being swept wider apart as his thickly engorged cock bored forward up between her vainly clenching ass cheeks.
"Nooo! W-wait please! You're killing me!" she managed to mumble out around the hard young cock in her mouth.
Andy paused in his savage entry and began a gentle throbbing of his cock head up inside the wide-split walls of her tightly stretched anus. "Baby, we've just begun. You haven't taken half of me yet," he taunted the stricken woman, flicking his hips forward again and cruelly fucking another half-inch of his massive cock up between her thumb-spread ass cheeks.
"Muuuuggmm," she groveled as the boy continued to fuck wildly into her mutely protesting mouth. The walls of her rectum felt as though they were being pulled away as the older man's deep, asshole-splitting penetration increased, just as though someone were levering her buttocks apart to split her tormented body right up the middle all the way to her tits.
Andy chuckled in sadistic delight at her mewling protests, and fucked his huge, thick shaft the last few inches up into her tight little asshole, pushing the soft ridges of her rectum before it like a rampaging bull until it was buried up to its full, throbbing length into her wide-split anus. He stopped for a moment at the apex, where his giant, rubbery cock head twitched menacingly; then he began a back and forth sawing motion with his hips, sodomizing her in deep, lewd thrusts. The older man licked his lips hungrily as he watched the reddish skin of her tight little anus draw back with his slowly retreating cock, clutching at it as if it didn't want it to come out and then disappearing back up inside again with each inward fuck.
Susan groaned out her painful submission to the obscene ravishment of her inhumanly stretched rectum. Her toes curled tightly against the soles of her naked feet as she was bucked up and down and forced to suck and fuck like a helpless slave between the two young boys and the vicious older man. She kneeled, moaning and sobbing from the humiliation and shame, impaled insect-like between their three lust hardened cocks. The boys did not delay in joining the savage tempo set by their older teacher, Billy Brown beginning to furiously fuck up into her moist pussy from below as Lennie Jones fucked harder with long, fast strokes up into the warm depths of her mouth. It took but a moment before they were ah in the same natural rhythm, buffeting her lewdly between them, and ah the voluptuous redheaded teacher could manage to do was utter a continuous, low whine that went on and on as they fucked into her defenselessly naked asshole, cunt and mouth, with harder and faster force.
Slowly but inexorably, the flame-haired teacher's cruelly battered flesh began to respond. Unconsciously at first, lewd little flames of lust and desire were gradually replacing the searing firebrands of pain and pressure that raced from her totally filled loins to the cock-filled oval of her hotly clasping mouth. The pain was receding and was slowly giving way to a maddening electric tingle that began deep within her nakedly writhing belly and seeped relentlessly through the raw nerve ends of her flesh, and her whine of shame at being fucked by three cocks at once began to change to low whimpers of passionate pleading. She began to want to be hurt, to want to be ripped and torn apart by the boy fucking her cunt underneath her and the one fucking her mouth in front of her and the lewd older man kneeling behind and fucking her in the ass. They were filling her mouth, her cunt, her tender pink asshole with their thick, merciless cocks, and she wanted to be brutally punished by them for being the dirty, whoring bitch she was. She wanted every entrance of her body sadistically raped until they ah shot their white-hot cum into her and filled her belly to the bursting point. Her hips began unconsciously gyrating in an abandoned rhythm with the increasing speed of the three cocks fucking into her. This was all that was real; there was nothing else, not even the horror of the sightless eye staring at her from the movie camera, recording all the degrading things these bestial males were making her do.
"Ohhh yes! Yes!" she mewled around the boyish young cock in her mouth, begging for more of the savagely killing ravishment. "All of you! Fuck me! Ohhh, fuck me harder! Ahhhh!
Wilder and wilder they became, punishing her between them like a mindless rubber doll created with mouth, cunt, and asshole just to please them. "Fuck! Fuck!" The nakedly sandwiched teacher chanted on and on in time to their crushing thrusts against her lewdly yearning cunt, mouth and now hungrily devouring rectum! They were alive in her! The hard, rubbery cock head fucking against the bottom of her belly deep up inside the thick folds of flesh along the cock imbedded in her anus, the hotly tickling pounding of the cum-bloated young balls smacking obscenely against her chin ... they were all part of her now! She was one of them, and in spite of her previous shame, her tongue began a wild licking at the hard, boyish cock between her lips. Her nostrils flared, drawing the pungent male odor of the virile young loins before her face deep into her lungs, mingling it in a strange marriage with the feeling of the two lustfully plunging cocks lodged deep inside her soft white belly. They all seemed to roll together into one great fiery ball of hunger for more. Her loins contracted involuntarily as the lascivious thoughts raced through her mind. Yes ... yes! And now she could feel her own cum building rapidly in her belly and bowels below! Yes ... oh God, yes!
Andy Stotski's salacious wife watched, mesmerized, her eyes a few scant inches from where the three thick cocks were skewering up into Susan's widely stretched orifices like triple battering rams. The sight of the helplessly innocent teacher going stark raving mad from the three-cock fuck she was receiving and turning into a sex-crazed maniac was simply too much for the blond-haired Mitzy to take! She had to have more and just the way her girl friend, Susan, was having it! Nothing else would do!
Mitzy slid forward desperately, dislodging young Randy Wells's still hard-driving cock from her pussy and, turning back to the boy, she hissed over her shoulder, "Fuck it into my ass, Randy! Quick! Damn it, put it in my asshole the way my husband's fucking her!"
The youngster, without needing further encouragement, placed his throbbing young cock head against her tiny, tight anal opening and thrust forward with ah his strength.
"Ahhgg! Oh! Oh! Ahgg!" Mitzy groaned, fighting to keep the tears of pain from flowing from her eyes. She didn't know it would hurt like this! Even the youth's smaller cock felt like a huge, red-hot steel rod being crammed up between her thighs! But she didn't have time to object further. The teenager locked her tight to him with his hands on her hips, his boyish cock lodged deep up inside her rectum. He plunged forward and fucked her and fucked her, and after awhile it didn't hurt the older woman any more.
And just as they heard the first howling signs that die threesome on the mattresses were cumming, Randy spewed out his virile young cum deep inside her hotly gripping asshole, pumping his hot virile seed far, far up into her nakedly churning belly, Mitzy Stotski's own fantastic orgasm spiraled up until she thought she was going to go out of her mind, and then they both collapsed in a spent and satiated heap, the older woman flat on her stomach and looking as though she were in a daze. Her legs were wide apart so that the tiny pink edges of her cock-ravaged asshole could be seen wet and glistening as Randy Wells slipped his slender, teenaged hardness from her rectum with a lewd, wet, farting noise that could be heard the length of the room. And as they rolled apart, Mitzy viewed the totally depraved sight of her husband and the two other young boys nakedly fucking the redheaded teacher trapped helplessly between them as they all reached their final crest of orgasm....
"Wow! I'm cummmmming! Ohh, you guys, I'm cummminnnggg!" A high-pitched scream erupted from Lennie Jones's throat, and he locked his hands hard around the back of his teacher's obscenely bobbing head, drawing her throat deep down on his rigidly jerking cock. Beneath his loins, all his buddy Billy could see left of his-friend's cock was a small bit at the base protruding wet and gleaming from their teacher's wildly sucking lips. Billy watched in delighted awe as Mrs. Mayer's throat tightened and untightened, swallowing in great, desperate gulps the hot, potent fluid that Lennie was spewing into her mouth. Her cheeks bloated and hollowed as the warmly sucking cavern of her mouth filled and emptied as she swallowed desperately to rid it of the flooding young sperm pulsating into it. Christ, he thought, A grown man couldn't have more cum Inside his balls than little Lennie does!
At the same time the youngster beneath the nakedly jerking teacher could feel a throbbing of his cock aching for release inside her tight pussy, and he clenched his eyes tightly shut, feeling his heavy, sperm-bloated balls begin to wildly erupt. His hot cum spurted hard out through the end of his madly leaping cock and squirted wildly far up into Susan's hotly palpitating pussy well. She whimpered, her own orgasm nearing its climax, and tried to jerk downward to milk his surging young cock mercilessly with the wildly clutching walls of her cunt.
"Oooohh, I'm ... I'm cumming, toooo!" the redhead moaned, swallowing the sweet, pungent white liquid hungrily to satiate the abandoned feeling of self-debasement that flooded over her body. There was nothing else in the world except the heated throbs in her hotly straining cunt and asshole below and the boy's cock spewing in her mouth. She wallowed obscenely in the pleasure of subjugation to the cruel young boy jerking out his cum in her face, feeling the hot liquid gushes of Billy Brown's cum begin surging out around the cock-swollen lips of her nakedly trapped cunt and stream down the flesh of her inner thighs. It felt as though her very insides were coming out with his hotly flowing semen! She gave one long, low scream, splaying her thrashing legs as wide apart as they would go to give the still pistoning cock in her asshole greater access, thrusting her buttocks back at the older man with brutal force. She felt her insides splitting painfully as the head of the deeply sunk penis suddenly flared into a hugeness that threatened to tear her rectum asunder.
She could feel Andy Stotski's hugely engorged cock begin to spurt, and the delicious, hot cum shoot into her like burning fire, ricocheting around inside her cruelly dilated anus like streams of molten lava. The muscles of her belly clasped madly around it, erupting in answer and Spiffing her own hot orgasmic juices into the already drowning basin of her pinkly quivering cunt hole below.
"Oohh, fill me up! Fill my ass up!" she groaned incoherently. The walls of her throbbing rectum sucked hungrily at the man's hotly spewing cock, until finally it gave one spasmodic jerk, and the last drop had been milked from it.
Lennie Jones's fat, young cock slipped from her mouth, and she could dimly see thin, sticky strings of his youthful sperm still connecting her face to it even though it was now several inches away from her lips. Her breathing was heavy and wet as though her mouth and nose were completely covered with moisture. She groaned and flopped her head sideways to the boy beneath his hairless young chest, and when Andy Stotski released his hands from her hips, she slithered forward and lay across the boy's hotly trembling loins, her own legs still spread wide apart. She caught a glimpse of her wide-stretched cunt down between her splayed thighs, wet and glistening in the light from the movie lights. She turned her face and saw her fellow teacher leering down at her, thin trails of his sperm still visible around the head of his now softly deflated penis. His victory had been complete. He had conquered her with a vengeance.
Later they did other things in wild, crazy positions with all five of them on the mattress and Andy or his wife directing like master craftsmen. To Susan, the evening faded into nothing but a wild, tangled mass of balls, cocks, and cum. She was not always certain whose was whose, but took the offerings without question. There wasn't much left in her world now, and she knew without questioning that she was really enjoying the lewd debasement of her body, that she had passed the point of no return!
It was only later, when the young boys had gone home to bed and she lay in the center of the mattress with her tongue squirreling deep around up inside Mitzy Stotski's ceaselessly grinding and cumming cunt, and her fellow teacher, Andy Stotski, groveled around with his face up between her own still-hotly jerking thighs, that she made up her mind.
She knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she wouldn't leave Old Orchard Beach now or ever as long as she was not discovered. And now, with her new-found relationship with the biology teacher, she could make ah the dirty fuck films with the kids she wanted to make. That would accomplish two things: one, make her financially independent of her teaching job; and two, give her all the tender young boy cock she could handle.
"Mmmmmppphhh, mmmppphhh," she grunted then as she felt Mitzy's cum gushing out again into her cunt-gripped face and felt her own hotly flooding pussy juices explode and spray hotly out over Andy Stotski's face up between her thighs below. Whatever else on earth could a hot-blooded young woman want out of life!!!
