Most of us lead two lives--real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury, surrounded by jewels and furs. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race, painting or fishing by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of someday having wealth and power. And then there are sexual fantasies--wild dreams that we seldom expect to come true.
Is it best to repress our desires and fantasies, or to bring them out into the open and act upon them? Does their repression lead to sickness, or does their fulfillment bring shame? No one has yet been able to answer these questions satisfactorily.
In COMING ON TEACHER, Melanie decides not to repress her desires and fantasies--and finds that she must suffer the consequences, while discovering ultimate happiness.
This story deals with a sexual dilemma that confronts all of us, in one form or another. We cannot pass judgment on an individual's solution. We can only look at them with an open mind, seeing how members of our society face the problem.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Melanie scanned the classroom. "Who wants to model for us this morning?"
The two-dozen or so students, many of them hidden from her behind their easels, went on talking as if she wasn't there. She'd been warned that they were a particularly unruly bunch, a group of seniors who'd failed to graduate in the spring and now were being given one last chance to graduate if they could successfully complete Melanie's summer-school art course and earn the extra credit needed for graduation. If they failed, they'd be spending at least another semester in high school, starting next fall. This course was an easy way out for all of them, but at the moment not many of them seemed to care.
"Come on," Melanie said. "Who wants to be our first model? We'll be working everyday from the living model, and we don't have models to work from except ourselves, so each of you will be expected to model at least twice during the course. Who wants to be daring and be our first model?"
A few more students seemed to listen to her this time, but most of them went on talking, and Melanie wasn't quite sure how to handle their disregard. This was, after all, the first class of the first course she'd ever taught. She was thirty years old and had spent her life since college living alone in a secluded cabin in the woods, drawing and painting, trying to become recognized as an artist. She'd gotten recognized, all right--her art works hung in many galleries and even in a few museums--but despite her success as an artist, she'd finally realized that she was leading an extremely sheltered and solitary life in the woods, cut off from other people and many of life's pleasures. Taking this summer school teaching job at the local high school in the nearby town was her attempt to get back into society after a long, self-imposed exile.
"Well," she said, "since nobody wants to volunteer, I guess I'll have to choose somebody."
The class quieted down noticeably when she said that. Several sun-tanned faces glanced at her from behind easels. They were an unruly but healthy-looking bunch, and in the hot weather, they were dressed in shorts or jeans, t-shirts or blouses, athletic shoes, sandals, or simply, bare feet.
"Hey teacher," said one of the boys. "Why don't we have nude models?"
His remark brought a round of rowdy, lecherous laughter from the boys and nervous titters from the girls.
"That's exactly what I had in mind," said Melanie, and their laughter stopped. She'd finally got the attention of all of them.
"Are you serious?" said another boy. "Nude?"
"Of course," said Melanie. "There's no finer subject for drawing than the nude human body. Now, who wants to model?"
The kids giggled among themselves, several of them red-faced, especially the girls.
"Hey teacher," said the boy who'd originally suggested nude modeling. "Why don't you model first, show us how it's done."
Now it was Melanie's turn to blush. She hadn't counted on a suggestion like that.
"Come on, teacher, take off your clothes," shouted a boy.
"Yeah, take off your clothes," came several other male voices.
Melanie walked to the door and locked it. Although the art classroom was isolated from the other classrooms in the school in a wing of the building that contained mostly storerooms, Melanie wanted to be sure the class had complete privacy.
"All right," she said. "I'll take off my clothes, but every one of you must take off your clothes, too."
There was stunned silence in the room.
"If everybody is nude," Melanie said, "then nobody will feel self-conscious. Come on now, off with your clothes--everybody."
She kicked off her shoes, then began to unbutton her blouse.
Except for a few grinning boys, who quickly peeled off their t-shirts and started unzipping their shorts, the rest of the class stared at Melanie as if she were crazy. Her idea to quickly accustom the class to nudity so they'd be at ease with nude modeling was motivated by more than her desire to be a good art teacher. The truth was--and she freely admitted it to herself--she was sexually motivated as well.
She hadn't seen a cock in over a year--not since her kid brother Robby had visited her last summer--and lately she'd been crawling the walls at home. Until Robby had visited her last summer on his way to college, she'd been content to live a solitary sexual life. After his visit, after she'd got a taste of a real cock, she was no longer content with looking at Playgirl Magazine and fucking herself with her assortment of rubber dildos. A taste of her brother's stiff young cock had left her craving more, and she'd become obsessed with fantasies of experiencing the real thing again. She'd taken the teaching job here this summer with ideas of seeing more of the real thing, and maybe even of getting her hands on a few.
She dropped her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra, so her naked tits fell into view, jiggling. The eyes of all the boys shot six inches out of their eye sockets when they saw her boobs, and she trembled with excitement and embarrassment. Her hands shook as she unzipped her slacks.
"Come on, everybody," she said, her voice shaking slightly. "It's too hot for clothing today anyway. Once you learn to draw the nude human figure you'll be able to draw anything. Now, off with your clothes."
She peeled off her jeans, then her panties. When she straightened up, she was standing completely naked in front of the class.
Two of the boys had stripped completely and their young cocks were hard and pointing at the ceiling. All the girls turned their attention toward the two throbbing cocks, and all the boys kept their eyes glued to Melanie.
"Come on, all you chickens," said one of the naked boys, blushing slightly. "Take off your clothes, and let's get this show on the road."
It took a few minutes, but slowly the shorts and jeans, the T-shirts and blouses, the shoes and sandals--all came off, and at last even the most reluctant of the students had stripped naked in the classroom. The cocks of most of the boys stuck up in the air, twitching excitedly. The girls, flushed from head to toes, squirmed, squeezing their thighs together.
"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Melanie asked. "Now, who wants to model?" When nobody responded, she chose the first name on the alphabetical list--Bridget Adams--and called her to the front of the room.
Bridget, a petite, dark-eyed brunette with bouncy tits and a dark thatch of hair on her pussy mound, wiggled up to the front of the room reluctantly, her eyes downcast with embarrassment. Melanie had the girl sit on the desk and hug her knees, showing her profile to the class. The pose was an easy one, which Melanie trusted the girl could hold for a good while without moving. With her model in place, Melanie began instructing the class.
She moved among the students, her voluptuous ass gyrating, her well-developed tits jiggling as she walked. She was moist and slick between her blonde pussylips, and with each step she took, her pussylips slid against each other and sent itchy pulsations through her loins. She could hardly keep her hands off the stiff cocks of the boys. A few of the cocks oozed lubricant, and she hungered to lick it off--the way she'd licked the lubricant off the cock of her brother Robby. A few of the cocks were uncut like her brother Robby's, the knobs peeking from a sheath of foreskin, and their musky aroma made her light-headed. She longed to peel the skin down and kiss the freshly peeled knobs.
"Loosen up," she said to a boy, taking hold of his hand and guiding his drawing pencil. "Scribble. Make your lines sweep. I want you to get a sense of the shape and rhythm of her figure. You're not trying to draw detail now, just flowing lines, general shapes."
As she instructed the boy, he kept his eyes more on her tits than on the drawing, and his cock throbbed wildly. He breathed as hotly as Melanie was breathing. She moved away from him before she lost control and grabbed his cock.
The boys all reeked of sweat, and the girls smelled of perfume and pussy, and the room filled with the aroma of teenage bodies in heat. Melanie was growing fainter by the moment. Things were getting out of hand. She hadn't counted on becoming so excited that she could hardly function as a teacher.
She moved to the front of the room and touched parts of Bridget's nude body, speaking of proportion. She found herself fighting a desire to caress the smooth-skinned, incredibly sexy young girl. She noticed a trickle of pussyjuice leaking from between Bridget's dark-furred cuntlips. She wanted to dip her finger in it and taste it. Her mouth moved mechanically, speaking about art, but her mind was spinning. She glimpsed a boy at the very back of the room furtively squeezing his cock. Two girls near him were watching him.
It was apparent that the boy thought she couldn't see him because he was hidden behind his easel, but what he didn't realize was that she could see him from the waist down. His hand began an up-down motion on his cock. Melanie continued talking, watching him out of the corners of her eyes. It seemed only seconds before jism started spurting from his cock and splashing on the floor beneath the easel. The boy's toes clutched at the floor and his legs shook. The two girls near him gawked at his squirting cock and squeezed their pussies.
"I'm leaving you on your own for a while, class," Melanie announced. "Keep practicing what I've taught you until I get back. I know I can trust you to keep busy and behave yourselves."
As the class stared at her in stunned silence, she slipped into her jeans and blouse and left the room, barefooted and carrying her keys.
She closed and locked the classroom door behind her, then ran on tiptoe down the hallway to the door of the adjacent storeroom where art supplies were kept. She unlocked the door and let herself in. The storeroom was nearly pitch dark inside, the only light coming through the window of a locked door that entered directly into the front of her classroom. She didn't bother to switch on the storeroom lights. Instead, she tiptoed in the dark toward the door window that looked into her classroom, feeling her way along carefully so as not to knock something over in the dark and alert the class. Standing close enough to the door so she could see through its window, but far enough out of the light so she was sure the class couldn't see her peeping on them, she quickly removed her blouse and jeans and began to jerk off her throbbing pussy.
As she'd expected--as she'd hoped--the class had abandoned their drawing practice for sex practice. Her voyeuristic scheme was working.
She not only could see the class, she could hear them. The two girls at the back of the classroom who had watched the boy shoot his jism, were now on their hands and knees under his easel, dipping their fingers in his freshly shot fuckjuice and smiling up at him. One of the girls shoved her sticky fingers in her mouth, tasting the boy's cum. The other girl rubbed cum between her cuntlips. The boy, whose cock was still hard, starting jerking off again.
All around the room, boys were going after girls. Some girls dropped willingly to their knees to suck cock. Other girls put up teasing resistance to the boys' advances, only giving in after the boys had stuck fingers up the girls' cunts to make them squirm and get them in the mood. Some of the girls were bent over, wiggling their asses excitedly as boys rammed cocks up their pussies from behind. Some girls were on their hands and knees, their tits dangling, their eyes rolling ecstatically as boys mounted them from behind like stud hounds. At the front of the room, Bridget lay face-up on Melanie's desk, her legs spread, her toes clutching air as a boy standing in front of the desk held her by her waist and plunged his huge cock in and out of her dark-furred pussy. Another boy, on top of the desk, had straddled Bridget's head and was sliding his cock in and out of her hard-sucking mouth while rubbing his ass against her tits.
Melanie's eyes filled with tears of lust and her vision blurred. This was wilder than anything she'd imagined. Robby had told her about how the kids in his high school fucked like wild animals, but Melanie had been convinced he was exaggerating. Now she realized that either he hadn't been descriptive enough, or the kids in her art class were even wilder than the kids in Robby's high school. They all knew what they were doing, as if they'd had years of experience. None of the fuck-film orgies Melanie owned could compare with the real-life orgy taking place before her eyes. The pussyjuice ran into her hand and down her legs as she rammed two fingers in and out of her burning pussy.
"Somebody keep an ear out for the teacher," one of the boys grunted as he fucked away at the wiggling ass of a girl bent over in front of him. "If she catches us, Christ, we'll all be expelled!"
"Faster!" gasped the girl he was fucking. "I'm almost there! Oh, honey!"
"Baby!" the boy moaned. "You got the hottest cunt!"
He reached forward, rubbing her tits and rolling her nipples between his fingers.
The girl's eyes rolled back until only their whites showed. She moaned as if in pain, her naked body jerking. "Oh, honey!"
The boy slammed into her spasming pussy, reaming it out deep. As the girl writhed with orgasm, the boy brought his cock off inside her. His eyes rolled back and he started to buck and gasp. Melanie could almost hear the spurts of his molten jism splashing in the girl's womb. Nearby couples paused in their fucking or sucking to watch the boy and girl spasm.
Melanie was delirious. She pounded her pussy, her fingers making squishing noises inside it. She had to bite her lip to keep from groaning out loud and revealing herself. She loved watching. She wasn't sure how the class would react if they realized she was peeping on them. There was a chance they wouldn't mind at all. There was also a chance they'd become self-conscious and inhibited and stop, and she didn't want that to happen. She had to remain quiet, secret.
A girl with pigtails started choking. She was on her knees in front of a boy, her jaw nearly dislocating as she sucked his huge cock and his cum spurted into her throat. She couldn't swallow fast enough. The boy moaned, out of his mind with lust and orgasmic sensation, gripping the girl's head and forcing his ejaculating cock to the hilt down her gullet. Her mouth overflowed, cum running down the boy's brown, contracting balls, cum dribbling down the girl's chin and tits. Despite her choking, the girl jerked herself off furiously. She came while the boy was still feeding her his jism, her petite body jerking, her pigtails knocking against her back like brown ropes. Squirming, groaning, she gulped cum and pounded her hand rhythmically between her squeezing thighs.
Melanie licked her lips, tasting in her imagination the boy's sweet hot cum and sweaty prick, feeling it buck and contract in her mouth. She'd only tasted one cock in her life, her brother's, but she was sure she knew what all cocks tasted like now. In her hunger, she drooled onto her tits.
"Suck it all out!" Melanie whispered to the cock-sucking, jizz-guzzling girl. "Lucky bitch!"
Melanie turned her attention to the boy with the biggest cock in the class. The cocky stud, with muscles like armor, was posed against a wall, looking down at three kneeling girls who were begging for his cock. He jerked off slowly, his uncut prick dripping lube, a smirk on his face as the three girls tried to lick the tip of his cock and to nuzzle his hairy balls. Cock-lube dripped on the girls' faces and in their mouths. He lifted his muscular foot, stroking his big toe between the girls' cuntlips, making their eyes roll with pleasure as he toe-fucked their sizzling teen pussies. One of the girls started coming as he twisted his toe in her pussy, and the boy let his cum fly, squirting thick white gobs of it in the girls' faces and onto their tits.
Melanie could feel the cum-gobs splashing on her own skin like hot, molten wax. Her fingers pistoned between her swollen blonde cuntlips, rubbing her clit, jabbing the sensitive spot inside her pussy. She was on the verge of coming, could easily come at any moment, but she tried to hold off, tried to maintain her fuck-tension at the edge of orgasm without letting herself go into spasms. The pussy juice trickled down the insides of her thighs like warm honey. If her brother Robby were here right now, he'd lap up her juices greedily.
Another boy moved up to the front desk to join the two boys who were working over Bridget Adams. He stood behind the boy thrusting between Bridget's waving legs and grabbed her ankles. Then he turned his head from side to side, licking the clutching, squirming toes of first her left foot, then her right foot, then her left foot again. He shoved her small feet in his mouth one at a time, sucking her toes and nearly swallowing her feet. Bridget squirmed madly on the desk top, her mouth and pussy stuffed with sweaty, sliding cocks, her feet and toes being devoured. The boy fucking her reached up to pinch her nipples and within seconds she started to jerk as if being shocked electrically.
"She's coming!" growled the boy fucking Bridget. "Ohhh, yeahhh!"
He fucked rapidly into her sucking, spasming pussy, his eyes rolling deliriously, and in moments he was coming too, his body jerking with spasms, his jism hurtling into her womb.
The boy sucking Bridget's toes jerked himself off, shooting cum on the floor, against the desk, on Bridget's smooth, slender leg. The boy straddling Bridget's neck pulled his cock out of her mouth, beating it furiously. Within moments, he exploded in her face. She slurped at the tip of his spurting prick, eating his cum as fast as he could shoot it. He sank his cock back down her throat, letting her suck.
Melanie could no longer hold off coming. In the storeroom adjacent to the classroom, in the darkness behind the door window, she leaned against the concrete-block wall next to her for support as her loins melted with spasms. She chewed her lip to keep from crying out, her fingers twisting in her pussy, her legs clamping rhythmically around her cunt-squeezing hand. The skin on her hugely swollen tits felt as if it would split. She writhed with each toe-curling spasm, gazing into the classroom, imagining that she was laid out on her desk, being fucked in the mouth and pussy by two grunting, spurting teenaged studs.
"Fuck me!" Melanie cried out. "Enjoy me!"
She felt her toes being sucked, felt cum splashing against her leg, tasted cock in her mouth, felt cum running down her throat. As her spasms became most intense, she closed her eyes, her body a pure, excruciating pang of orgasmic pleasure. A phantom cock slipped in and out of her cunt, spurting jism into her loins. Imaginary though it was, the cock was hard as bone.
CHAPTER TWO
The classroom reeked of cum, sweat, and pussy. Melanie knew her face was red as she stood at the head of the class, but that didn't matter because the faces of all her students were red, too. She'd made lots of noise unlocking the hallway door, giving the kids time to get themselves in order, and by the time she'd entered the classroom she'd found her students once again behind their easels, busily drawing Bridget, who was perched on the front desk just as Melanie had left her. Melanie pretended not to notice the dribbles of cum and pussycream on the desk and floor, or the gleaming, juice-drenched cocks of several of the boys, some of which still oozed cum as they throbbed with post-orgasmic thrills.
"Write your names on your drawings, class," Melanie said. "Then you may get dressed and leave for the day. Leave your drawings on your easels, and I'll look them over later."
The class looked surprised at being dismissed so early and so abruptly, but as they pulled on their clothes they smiled and looked relieved. Melanie glimpsed a blonde, deeply tanned girl rubbing her big toe in a wad of cum on the floor as if fascinated by the male fuckjuice and contemplating something wicked. When the girl sensed Melanie watching her, she quickly stopped what she was doing and bent over to put on her sandals, her toe still gleaming with cum.
"Thank you, Miss Adams," Melanie called to Bridget. "You were an excellent model today. Modeling isn't so bad, is it?"
"No, ma'am," Bridget said shyly. "It's kind of fun."
"You had an easy pose," Melanie said. "Next time, I'll give you a pose a bit more difficult."
Melanie pictured the petite brunette seated on the desk top with her legs split and her toes pointed. She imagined pussyjuice dribbling from the naked, pink gash between Bridget's dark-furred cuntlips. Melanie watched the girl wiggle out of the classroom in her tight shorts, and she found herself salivating for a taste of Bridget's sweet teenage ass.
When all the students had cleared out, Melanie locked the hallway door and shivered with a thrill. She glanced at the other door, the door at the front of the classroom next to the blackboard, the storeroom door through which she'd watched her students fuck. The glass of the door window looked black. She went to the door and pressed her nose to the glass, trying to see into the storeroom. She could see nothing in the darkness beyond the glass and was relieved to know that she'd been well-hidden.
She turned back toward the classroom where all the action had taken place just a short time ago. She found it hard to believe that what she'd watched through the storeroom-door window had actually happened. In fact, she might easily have dismissed the whole scene as a hallucination if the evidence wasn't still fresh all over the classroom--puddles and gobs and trickles of cum on the floor, on the legs of the easels, the scent of cum and pussy in the air, the air still tingling with sexual electricity.
Melanie pulled off her clothes, kicked off her shoes. She leaned over her desk, sniffing the small puddles of fuckjuice on top of it and inhaling the scent of pussy and jism. She couldn't resist dipping her finger in the fluid and tasting it--the way she used to taste her brother's cum last summer. One taste and she was licking the cum up. She moved around the desk, licking the cum gobs off the top of it, off the sides of it. As she licked, she visualized in her mind the scene that had taken place on this desk a short while ago.
She saw Bridget pinned to the desk top on her back, saw one boy fucking Bridget's pussy, another boy fucking Bridget's mouth, saw a third boy sucking the girl's sensuously clutching toes and jerking off against her smooth, quivering leg. The cum all tasted the same to Melanie, although she knew each sticky drop that she licked up had been shot from one of three different cocks.
Having licked her desk clean, Melanie began to move about the room, stepping in cum puddles sometimes before she saw them. She rubbed her toes in the sticky fluid, then dropped to her hands and knees, crouching like a cat as she lapped the male spunk up. Her naked ass waved in the air, licked by the breeze that came in through the open windows. Her tits dangled and wobbled heavily under her, swollen and throbbing with her excitement. She licked cum off the easel legs, simultaneously masturbating her pussy. Her entire ass throbbed, and she ached to be mounted from behind, to be impaled from behind by a hard, throbbing, red-hot cock.
I'll fuck them all, she thought--every last one of them! Not just once, but a hundred times! Oh yes I will!
In her mind, she visualized all the boys in the class standing around her naked, their cocks bone-hard and throbbing with lust as she wiggled her naked ass at them. One by one, the boys dropped down behind her, then mounting her, ramming their cocks up her cunt, fucking her until she screamed, fucking her until she lay exhausted on the floor, cum running from her ravaged pussyhole.
"I'm coming!" she moaned, her right hand jerking between her legs, two fingers plunging in and out of her contracting, pleasure-raw pussy. "Yes, yes!"
Panting, squirming, she finger-fucked herself until every last wonderful tingle had been milked from her itching cunt.
She glanced over her shoulder, embarrassed by her shameless, kinky behavior, expecting to discover somebody watching her. She would die if she were caught like this. She saw nobody--just the locked classroom door and the storeroom door with its dark window. Relieved, she jumped up quickly and got dressed.
It was three stories down to the ground floor, and Melanie heard no one and saw no one until she'd reached the first floor. Her art classroom up on the third floor in an isolated wing of the school was surely private enough, and she was thankful for that. As she passed the main office on the ground floor, Mr. Smith, the principal, stepped out into the hallway to speak with her.
"How did it go, Miss Campbell? They didn't give you too much trouble, I hope."
"No trouble at all," Melanie said. "Of course, the class is rather informal and loose, which allows some leeway. I don't demand perfect silence during class, for example."
"Glad to hear you've had a successful first day," said the principal. "But if any of the boys should get out of hand in the future, don't hesitate to call on me for assistance. They can get wild at times."
"Thank you, Mr. Smith."
"Bill," the principal said. "Please call me Bill. Perhaps you and I can get together for a drink one of these days, Miss Campbell--get to know each other a little better. I like to get to know my teachers."
His eyes roved up and down Melanie's body.
"Fine," Melanie said.
As she drove home, Melanie remembered that Bill Smith was a married man, and she wondered if Mrs. Smith was aware of her husband's flirtatious manner around other women. The red-faced, balding principal hadn't hidden his obvious sexual interest in Melanie, nor had he tried to hide with his hands the cylindrical swelling down one leg of his dress trousers. The swelling had been much larger than seemed right on a pot-bellied little man like Mr. Smith, and Melanie found herself rubbing her cunt through the crotch of her jeans. The thought of fucking that chubby little principal turned her on. Today, the thought of fucking any male turned her on.
The drive home to her secluded cabin and studio in the woods took forty-five minutes, and by the time she got there she was so itchy and hot between the legs that she didn't even wait to get into the house before she stripped naked. She pulled off her clothes the second she climbed out of the car, then rubbed her feet sensuously on the sand and pine needles and stretched in the sunshine. Pussycream dribbled from between her puffed-up, blonde cuntlips, and she slipped a finger into her cunt-slit and rubbed her clit. She felt fuck-sensation all the way to her toes, and she moaned, squeezing her legs together.
What a day it had been! She wished she could have gotten pictures of her students fucking in the classroom. Maybe tomorrow she'd take along her camera.
Inside the cabin, she went to her bedroom and flung open the windows, which looked out onto a back deck and down a short slope to the lake. Sunlight reflected off a million rippling waves. The scent of the pine needles and the lake wafted through the window on the breeze. Melanie took a box of photographs out of her dresser drawer and flopped down on her bed with it. The photographs were pictures she'd taken of her brother Robby last summer, pictures of his nude body, and his rigid, eight-inch cock.
"Mmm, Robby!" she sighed, ogling the photographs and beating off her throbbing, overheated cunt. "Fuck me, honey, oh yes!"
* * *
Robby had arrived unexpectedly one afternoon last summer, on a day very much like today. He'd walked into her studio without knocking and had found her seated at her easel, dressed in nothing but a pair of tiny silk panties. He'd stood silent in the open doorway of her studio, watching her paint for a long time before she'd sensed someone behind her and had turned her head to discover a shirtless, jeans-clad young man staring at her.
"Jesus Christ, who are--" Melanie put her hand to her breastbone to stop her heart from jumping out of her chest.
The young man smiled at her, and Melanie recognized him--her brother Robby, whom she hadn't seen in years. How he'd changed! She dropped her brush, knocked her stool over in getting up, and stumbled to the doorway to embrace him, forgetting in her shock and excitement that she was nearly naked.
Robby's arms locked around her. His sweaty chest pressed to her tits. His big hands stroked her back. They kissed each other on the mouth, and their kiss lingered a few seconds too long. Melanie felt herself melt in her brother's arms, felt a violent surge of lust in her loins as she sensed his hard cock rubbing against her through his jeans. His tongue slid into her mouth, and Melanie was completely lost.
The boy eased his fingers down her panties and felt her ass. Melanie quivered in his arms, sucking on his tongue, panting, swallowing his spit as it ran into her mouth. She felt his belly muscles ripple against her stomach, felt the muscles of his tanned back ripple under her roving hands. Sweat trickled from his armpits, down his flanks, getting Melanie's arms wet. As he pushed down her panties, pussycream trickled down Melanie's inner thighs like hot sap. The boy reached between her legs from behind and smeared his fingers in her gooey juice. His cock throbbed powerfully against her belly, threatening to split open his jeans.
Robby unzipped his jeans and pushed them down. His ramrod-stiff, tusk-sized cock slipped between Melanie's legs, so hot it seared her skin. He rubbed his huge, uncut prick back and forth between her smooth, juice-slick inner thighs, and Melanie trembled in his arms. He lifted both her legs, splitting them apart, lifting her off the ground, and simultaneously he slipped his cock into her pussy. She wrapped her legs around him, impaled on his cock, which throbbed inside her like a living snake. Melanie and her brother groaned in unison.
She clung to him, her arms around his neck, her face turned up, her mouth pressed to his mouth. Their tongues slipped together. Robby's cock twisted and churned in Melanie's cunt. It was the first time in years that Melanie had been fucked. She hadn't been fucked in so long that she couldn't remember the last time. She crushed herself to her brother, trying to fuse their bodies, trying to make them one. The pussyjuice dribbled from her cock-stuffed pussy, drenching her kid brother's hairy teenage balls. Her nipples swelled hard against his chest. She squirmed in his arms.
They fucked standing up. Robby was amazingly strong, able to support Melanie's entire body weight as he plunged his cock between her swollen, blonde-furred cuntlips, as he juggled her naked asscheeks in his hands, keeping them spread so wide that Melanie felt the breeze licking her moist, naked shitter. Melanie groaned, writhing deliriously, her entire body throbbing with fuck-sensation as Robby's massive cock slipped in and out of her, its fist-like knob pounding the mouth of her womb. Sweat ran on the boy's skin, and their naked flesh slipped together as if oiled.
"You close?" Robby panted.
Melanie shook her head. Her toes clutched with each thrust of her brother's cock. She'd been on the verge of orgasm from the moment he'd penetrated her. She wiggled her ass, fucking her pussy on his sliding cock. His body went rigid, his eyes rolled back, and his cock turned steel-hard inside her.
"I'm coming!" he grunted, his body shaking, his cock flexing powerfully. Jism splashed in Melanie's cunt. "Ahhhh!"
Melanie's body vibrated with each shuddering spasm of her brother's cock. She churned her cunt on his cum-slick cock, feeling his spurts drill her womb, feeling the electricity of his orgasm pass into her own flesh. She dug her fingernails into his upper back, tossed her head from side to side. As spasms surged through her body, she moaned deep in her throat, rubbing her tits madly against her grunting, humping, jizz-spurting brother.
"Ohhh, Melanie!" the boy groaned. "Oh, God!"
He shot so much cum into her that by the time he was finished spurting, his jism was running out of her and dripping off his balls.
* * *
Melanie, lying on her bed, gazed at a close-up of Robby's big, uncut cock spurting cum and she brought herself off, punching two fingers in and out of her squeezing, juice-oozing pussy. She imagined Robby's cock inside her, imagined she could feel his jism squirting, splashing against the quivering walls of her contracting pussyhole. It felt so fucking good!
Why did Robby have to leave her and go to college? Why couldn't he have stayed on with her here? She'd offered to support him, to take care of him, give him money, as long as he'd fuck her, whenever she wanted it, which was often, sometimes several times a day. He'd told her jokingly that she was more than even he could handle. He'd said seriously that the woods wasn't the place for him. He was looking forward to college.
Sometimes Melanie wished that Robby had never shown up last summer. He'd changed her life, had destroyed her sense of contentment with a solitary life devoted solely to her art work. Since the day Robby had slipped his hot cock up her cunt and had reawakened her sexuality, Melanie could no longer be content with dildos and her own fingers up her pussy. Now she craved living cock--hot, hard, throbbing prick. Nothing else would satisfy her.
CHAPTER THREE
When Melanie arrived at school the next day, she slipped into the storeroom first before going to her classroom. From her purse she removed a Nikon camera, its telephoto lens attached, and crept into the darkness toward the door with the window that looked into her classroom. Through the window, she saw that the entire class had already arrived and was waiting for her. A few of the boys and girls were necking and kissing, and Melanie took a close-up look at them through her telephoto lens.
She watched a girl stick her hand down into a boy's jeans and squeeze his rigid cock. She watched a boy slip his hand into a girl's shorts, and from the way the girl squirmed Melanie could tell the boy had stuck his finger up her pussy. The boy pulled his hand out of the girl's shorts and sucked his finger clean.
Melanie carefully placed her camera on a nearby shelf, then tiptoed back through the storeroom to the back door that led into the hallway. She made sure the door was locked before she went to her classroom. As she stepped into the classroom, the kids who were necking broke from their clinches. Melanie locked the door behind her.
"I've gone over your drawings," Melanie said. "Some of them show talent. I've written my comments on each drawing, which you've probably read by now. Today, we'll do more of the same kind of practice. Any volunteers to model?"
The kids giggled, but nobody volunteered.
"Looks like you're all still pretty shy about nude modeling," Melanie said. "All right, everybody, off with your clothes."
Unlike yesterday, today there was no hesitation. Clothes came off so fast that Melanie wondered if her students had all spent the night practicing getting undressed. Hard cocks throbbed in the sunny breeze that came in through the open windows. Tits jiggled free, nipples erect, cherries studded with sexy bumps. The smell of cock and cunt filled the air.
"Hey, what about you, teacher?" said a boy. "Ain't you gonna strip today?"
"I have to leave the room for a few minutes," Melanie said. "I'll strip when I get back. Now, who wants to model?"
"Why don't you model, teacher?" said the same boy. "We'll wait."
"Maybe I will when I get back," Melanie said. "But until then, how about you modeling?"
The boy's smirk dissolved and he blushed. Several other boys in the class heckled him.
"Come on," Melanie said. "Up to the front, Mister--" She checked her easel chart. "Kelly. Mark Kelly, up to the front, please."
The class chuckled as Mark Kelly trudged red-faced to the front of the room, his rigid cock wagging like a dog's tail. Melanie was tempted to grab his cock and give it a squeeze. She was also tempted to lean over and take a suck. Did his cock taste like Robby's cock? she wondered.
"Sit at the edge of the desk and lean back, Mr. Kelly," said Melanie. "That's it. Spread your legs--that's right. Now turn your head to the side. Fine. I've given you an easy pose, one you should be able to hold without any trouble until I get back."
The boy's cock throbbed against his skinny belly. His balls were moist with sweat. Melanie salivated, dying to lick those hairy teenage balls, to nuzzle under them and enjoy their male scent. She turned away quickly, before she lost control, and she instructed the class as to how they should practice drawing their nude model. She left the room, locking the door behind her.
A few seconds later, having entered the storeroom by the back door off the hallway, Melanie crept in the dark toward the front door with its window. In the classroom, the students had already abandoned their drawing practice, and most of the girls were on their knees, sucking cock. At the front of the room, two girls worked on Mark Kelly, one girl sucking his cock, the other girl licking his balls. Melanie pulled her camera off the shelf and started snapping pictures. She hoped the noisy commotion the kids were making in the classroom would mask the click and humming sounds her camera made.
She focused on girls' faces, on their lips stretched around thick cockmeat, on their bulging cheeks. She photographed the ecstatic expressions on the faces of the boys.
Tits wobbled as girls' heads bobbed. Fingers plunged between frothing pussylips. Hands and mouths slid up and down on rigid teen cocks. Melanie snapped picture after picture, using up one roll of film, then another. Her pussy throbbed, aching and sizzling, but she couldn't very well take pictures and simultaneously beat off, so she withstood her frustration. At last, after using up three rolls of film, Melanie put her camera back on the shelf and crept back through the dark of the storeroom. A few seconds later, she stood outside her classroom, rattling her keys loudly as she unlocked the door.
Her students were back in place behind their easels when Melanie entered. She'd never seen so many red, frustrated faces. She hadn't given the students enough time to get off, and the boys' cocks all stood perfectly vertical, lube running down their throbbing shafts. The girls squirmed as if they had ants crawling up their assholes. Mark Kelly, posed at the front of the room, looked like he was ready to spontaneously shoot off. His cock gleamed with spit. Spit dripped from his balls. Melanie pretended not to notice anything out of the ordinary.
"All right, Mark," she said. "You may return to your easel."
She fantasized assisting the boy away from the desk by pulling on his cock. She imagined the randy prick going off like a geyser in her hand, Mark's jism hitting the ceiling.
Slowly, Melanie removed her clothes, enjoying the way the boys' eyes bugged out as they watched her. Her tits were swollen, her nipples ripe and erect, ready to split open with excitement. Pussycream dribbled down her inner thighs. Out of the corners of her eyes, she saw a boy start to jerk off watching her. She dropped her clothes in a pile in front of the desk and leaned against the edge of the desk top. Leaving one foot planted on the floor, she lifted her other leg and rested it on the desk top, stretching it out long and pointing her toes. Her blonde-furred cuntlips parted, revealing the wet, sizzling cuntmeat between them. A few drops of pussyjuice ran down her leg.
"You may start drawing, class," Melanie said, trembling with excitement. She turned her head slightly to the side and pretended to look out the windows.
The classroom was silent except for the scratching of pencils and the heavy breathing of several students. A few students whispered. A few snickered. Melanie paid them no attention. Her attention was focused on what she could see out of the corners of her eyes--boys beating their cocks, boys trying to simultaneously draw and jerk off. Lube oozed from pissholes, lube dripped from knuckles. Melanie heard the rhythmic, flesh-slapping sounds of foreskins sliding on and off prickheads. She stretched her raised leg, spreading herself open even more.
There was a splashing sound. A boy breathed heavily, spurting jism against the legs of his easel and onto the floor. Melanie was tempted to turn her head and to look directly at the spasming boy, to show the entire class that she knew what was going on, but she restrained herself. She wasn't ready yet to confront the class. She didn't have the courage. Her pussy contracted with each splash of jism onto the floor, and Melanie's nostrils flared. She swore she could smell the fresh cum.
In seconds, other boys were spurting, and Melanie closed her eyes, listening to the soft grunts of pleasure, to the splashing of cum. She fought with every ounce of her strength to keep from sticking a finger up her cunt and jerking off in front of the entire class. She heard a girl gasping and realized that even some of the girls were jerking off now, probably stimulated by the sight of spurting cocks.
Melanie couldn't stand the frustration. Without looking at the class, she broke her pose, slid her leg off the desk, and started getting dressed.
"I'm dismissing class early again today," she said. "I don't feel too well. Sign your drawings before you leave."
As the class dressed, Melanie went to an open window and looked out on the athletic fields below, pretending she needed some fresh air. The fresh air did little to clear her head. She heard the students speaking in low voices and whispers as they filed out. She heard snickers. When all the students had left and the room was silent, Melanie ran to the door and slammed it shut. She stumbled getting undressed, then dropped to her hands and knees and crawled under the easels, jerking herself off as she lapped up the wads of freshly shot cum.
She groaned with lust. Pussyjuice ran down her legs. She felt like an animal, but she couldn't control herself. Slimy cum dripped from her lips. Cum ran down her throat. She growled with the pleasure surging through her body, so lost in her excitement that she didn't hear the classroom door rattle and swing open behind her until it was too late.
She'd forgotten to lock the door! On her hands and knees, she swung around to face her intruder.
Mark Kelly stood inside the door, looking as shocked as Melanie felt. He wasn't too shocked, though, to grope his cock through his jeans.
"Shut the door!" Melanie said, expecting the rest of her students to step into the classroom behind Mark.
The boy not only shut the door, but locked it.
Melanie stood up. "What are you doing here?"
"Forgot my books," Mark said. His shocked expression had changed to a cocky smirk. "What are you doing here, teacher?"
Melanie was speechless. What little poise she still possessed vanished. She felt herself blush from scalp to toes with embarrassment.
"You sure look hot," Mark said.
"You won't tell anybody about this, will you?" Melanie said. If word got out about what Mark had caught her doing, she didn't know what she'd do.
Mark smirked wickedly. "Maybe I will, maybe I won't. I might accept a bribe."
He kicked off his shoes, peeled off his T-shirt and jeans. He wore no underwear or socks. His eight-inch hard-on throbbed with each beat of his heart, dripping lube like spit. His balls swelled in their hairy, sweat-moist sac. Melanie gazed at the studly teenage cock, her mouth watering.
"Come on, teacher, bribe me," the boy said.
Melanie's tits wobbled as she dropped to her knees at the student's feet. His cock flexed and some of his cocklube dripped on her left nipple.
He put his hands on his hips, wiggling his ass and wagging his cock in her face. "Come on, teacher, bribe me. Suck my cock."
Melanie was in a cross-eyed trance. The boy's prick hypnotized her. The smell of sweaty balls made her dizzy. She moaned, jerking herself off as the boy banged his cock back and forth across her face and smeared cocklube on her cheeks.
"Kiss my balls!" the boy growled. "Suck my cock!"
Melanie was in heaven. This was too good to be true. She started lapping at and nuzzling the boy's balls, licking the sweat off them. With a growl, she nuzzled under his balls and kissed him smack on the crotch, then slid her nose up along his balls and started sucking on the base of his cock-shaft.
"Christ, you're driving me nuts!" the boy groaned. "Eat my cock!"
He grabbed Melanie's head and forced his cock into her mouth.
Melanie gagged as the boy's cockhead thrust against her tonsils. She tightened her mouth around the musky-tasting cock and churned her tongue at the underside of the knob. The big cock quivered in her mouth and the boy's toes curled hard against the floor.
"That's it!" Mark panted. "Lick right there! That drives me nuts!"
Melanie slurped wetly at the sensitive underside of the boy's cockhead until she sensed he was about to shoot. Then she loosened her mouth and withdrew her tongue, giving his randy cock a chance to cool off. When she sensed she could resume sucking and licking without immediately bringing the boy off, she slid her lips down around his cockshaft until her nose nestled in his groin hair and his prickhead throbbed in her throat.
"Man, you sure know how to give a blowjob!" the boy moaned.
Melanie looked up at him seductively, her mouth completely engulfing his cock. She smiled--if it could be called a smile, her mouth being stuffed. Yes, she did know how to give a blowjob. Her brother Robby had given her intensive lessons in cock-sucking last summer. He'd taught her where to lick and how to suck to pleasure a cock best.
Mark reached down and pinched Melanie's nipples, and she saw stars. Squirming, moaning, she churned her fingers inside her pussy, feeling pussy-goo ooze into her hand like warm spit. Her eyes rolled with pleasure as Mark toyed with her tits and nipples and worked his veiny cock in and out between her lips.
"Suck it, bitch!" he hissed. "Blow that big fucker!"
Melanie growled, tossing her blonde head from side to side, sucking vigorously on the boy's prick. She swallowed his salty fucklube as it bubbled from his pisshole. She churned her tongue relentlessly at the underside of the shaft and head of his big cock as it fucked in and out of her mouth. She cupped the boy's hairy sac and felt his balls swell and squirm in her hand.
"I'm close!" Mark groaned. "Oh man, I feel so fucking good!"
Melanie felt good too, felt as if she were melting, her body drenched with pleasure. The pleasure concentrated in her cunt, formed in her cunt and pulsed through her loins, spread from her loins throughout her writhing female body. As the boy continued to pinch her nipples, she wanted to scream from the intense sensations.
"Finger my asshole!" Mark panted. "Quick!"
Melanie slid her hand between his legs and her fingers up his hairy ass-cleft. She found his moist, burning asshole with her middle finger and probed it. Her brother had taught her how to bring his cock off quickly by sticking a finger up his ass. All she had to do was find the right spot in his asshole and rub it, and bingo, off went his cock. She twisted her finger up Mark's tight shithole and found the magic spot. It was easy to find because it swelled against her fingertip the moment she probed it. She began rubbing it.
"Ohhh, Christ!" Mark grabbed Melanie's head and rammed his cock down her throat. His cock swelled, splitting-hard, and as he groaned his cock flexed and his jism shot. "Ahhhhhh!"
Melanie gagged, her throat flooded with cum. She couldn't swallow fast enough, and the boy's second spurt overflowed her mouth. As much cum dribbled from her mouth as ran down her throat as the boy grunted and fired, grunted and fired, plunging his bucking cock in and out. As Melanie sucked him, she continued to jab at the swelling knot of flesh in his asshole, and his asshole chewed at her finger.
The cum tasted good, salty and sweet, and she guzzled it, sucked it fresh from the boy's flexing, contracting cock. It had been too long since she'd sucked off a cock, and now she couldn't get enough of the throbbing prickmeat, the creamy jism. She closed her eyes, sucking and swallowing, slurping and sucking and guzzling, and as she ate prick, she brought herself off.
Her fingers plunged and screwed in her sizzling, squeezing cunthole. Daggers needled her clit. She clamped her thighs together around her twisting hand, churning her naked ass as the orgasmic waves gnawed through her loins. Her eyes rolled back with ecstasy. Her mouth clamped hard around the boy's cock. Her body shook with each spasm. She was in heaven.
Mark hugged her head, forcing his cock to the hilt down her throat, grinding his cock in her gullet as the last gobs of jism oozed from his pisshole and the last flickers of fuck-itch pulsed through his cock and balls. Melanie's nose was squashed flat against his hard, hairy groin. His cock felt like a thick snake hanging down her throat. She finger-fucked her spasming pussy and held on. She loved the taste of cock. She loved to come with a cock in her mouth.
CHAPTER FOUR
To Melanie's delight, Mark was just getting warmed up. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and helped her to her feet. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her, shoving his tongue between her lips. His cock, which had softened slightly, swelled and hardened as he rubbed it against her belly.
"Your mouth tastes like cum, teacher. What you been sucking on?"
He smeared cum from her chin onto her cheeks and rubbed it in. The cum that had dripped onto her tits he massaged into her tit-flesh.
"Cum's good for a woman's skin," he said. "I read it in a book."
Melanie giggled. "What book?"
"Can't remember," the boy said.
He backed her up toward her desk until she was sitting at the edge of it. Then he pushed her back, laying her out across the desk. He lifted her legs and got his hands behind her knees so he could spread her thighs wide. He leaned over and started sniffing her crotch.
Melanie was panting. She groaned when she felt the boy's breath on her naked cunt. She wanted him to eat her out, but she was still too self-conscious and timid to say anything.
"Nice," the boy said. "Fat lips, nice and hairy. You got a ripe cunt, lady. How old are you?"
"Thirty," Melanie said.
"Yummy," the boy said. "Oldest bitch I ever had before was only twenty-four. I like older women."
He spread apart her cuntlips with his thumbs, opening her up, exposing the sizzling pink meat between the blonde-furred slabs.
"What a juicy hole!"
Melanie's tits rose and fell rapidly. She tossed her head from side to side slowly, luxuriating in the sensations that pulsed through her as the boy explored her pussy. He was such a cute young stud. She wanted to see that cute face of his mashed to her crotch, wanted to see his nose rubbing between her cuntlips, but she restrained her impulse to wrap her legs around his head and fuck his mouth with her cunt.
The boy opened her up wider, stretching her rubbery cuntlips so far apart that Melanie feared they'd rip. She felt air swirl down into her open cunt. The boy was looking down into her fuckhole as if he were gazing into a crystal ball. Without warning, he kissed her clit, caught it between his lips and started sucking it.
"Eeeeh!" Melanie arched up, writhing, grinding her cunt in the boy's mouth. As he sucked her clit she thought she'd go crazy.
"Spread your legs wider!" the boy panted. "Hold open your cunt!"
Melanie reached down and under, digging her fingers into her cunt flesh and hauling her cunt-slabs as wide apart as she could. No longer needing to hold her open with his thumbs, the boy used one hand to pound his rigid cock and his other hand to reach up and stroke Melanie's tits and belly as he began to nuzzle and lick the inner lips of her gaping pussy. Juices oozed out of her, and the boy sucked them up.
"Yummy!" he growled. "Yeah!"
His tongue flapped, licking up and down Melanie's sizzling cunt, flicking over her clit, probing deeper and deeper into her steaming, quivering fuckhole.
"Yes!" Melanie gasped, unable to restrain her emotion another moment. "Oh God yes! Eat me!"
The boy stuck his tongue up her cunt, wiggling and twisting it, licking her out deep. His nose rubbed her clit. He sucked as he licked, guzzling her female juices.
Melanie squirmed on the desk-top, her toes clutching, her head tossing from side to side. The boy looked cuter to her by the moment. She wanted to see him stick his entire head up her cunt. She wanted to come with his head inside her.
"Baby!" she gasped. "Oh, darling!"
The boy pulled his tongue out of her cunt and licked down. He nuzzled down into her asscrack and licked her asshole. His tongue slurped up and down the length of her ass-cleft. Pussyjuice dribbled down her asscrack and he lapped it up greedily. All the while he was licking, his hand beat rhythmically up and down the length of his cock.
Melanie thrashed on the desk-top, out of her mind. She wanted to come.
"Lick me off!" she moaned. "Make me come!"
"I'll make you come like you never came before."
He straightened up, wielding his rigid, lube-dripping cock.
"Oh yes!" Melanie groaned, gazing at the veiny, red-knobbed fucker. Her cunt contracted, aching for the touch of his cock. "Oh--yes--darling!"
She yanked on her cuntlips, trying to spread them apart farther, trying to rip herself wide open.
"Horny slut!" The boy bent his cock down and guided it into position between Melanie's thighs. His cockhead slipped between her cuntlips. Hooking his shoulders under her knees, leaning down on top of her and driving her knees to her shoulders, he forced his cock to the hilt up her cunt. "Ahhhhh!"
"Ooooh!" Melanie groaned as they coupled. This feeling was all she wanted in life--the feeling of a hot, hard cock sliding into her body. She reached up, wrapping her arms around the boy's back, crushing their bodies together even more fiercely. As they kissed, his cock flexed hard in her cunt and her cunt contracted around it.
The boy started to thrust. The desk edged across the floor toward the blackboard, and the boy followed it, his asscheeks flexing, his loins thrusting at Melanie's crotch, his rigid prick fucking in and out of her juicy, sucking pussy.
"I want it!" Melanie gasped. "Yes, I want it!"
"You're getting it, lady," growled the humping youth. "Every inch of it."
His loins smacked against her ass with each thrust. His hairy balls flapped. Lubricious, squishing noises came from Melanie's cunt as his cock sloshed in and out of it.
"Juicy bitch! I love 'em juicy!"
Melanie felt cuntjuice dribbling like spit down her asscrack, dripping onto the desk-top. She remembered the way pussycream had oozed from Bridget's teen cunt yesterday as the little brunette had been fucked on this very desk-top. How she'd envied Bridget! She'd fantasized she was Bridget. Now she no longer needed to fantasize. Now she was getting banged herself. Finally, she was getting fucked!
"Ooooh, give it to me!" Melanie growled. "Harder! Make me feel it!"
"Yeahhh!" growled the boy. "Hot fucking bitch!"
He swung his muscular loins, driving his cock faster, plunging it in even deeper. The desk was knocking against the wall now, Melanie's head only inches from the blackboard.
"Faster!" Melanie panted. "Deeper!"
She was out of her mind, delirious with pleasure. She clawed the boy's back, clutched air wildly with her toes. Each thrust of the youth's bone-hard cock up her cunt sent prickles of delicious pleasure streaming through her loins. Each grinding penetration brought her to the brink of climax.
"Fuck meeeee!"
The boy unleashed a flurry of thrusts that made Melanie gibber like a madwoman. Her eyes rolled back as she hovered for endless seconds at the edge of sheer ecstasy, the boy's rigid prick fucking in and out of her viciously, relentlessly.
"Ahhhhh!" the youth groaned, ramming in his cock to the hilt, snapping his head back as if he'd been shot. "Uhhhhh!"
His cum exploded into her.
Melanie stared as if surprised, watched the boy writhing and jerking with his pleasure, felt his cock fire spurt after spurt of jism into her cunt. He managed to shoot three or four rounds into her before Melanie snapped out of her trance with an explosion of her own. As her loins burst with molten, seething ecstasy, she rocked her head against the desk, moaning: "Yes yes yes, yes yes yes!"
"Oh, baby!" the boy grunted. "Take it! Feel it!"
He crushed his body down on top of her, his loins humping as if mechanized, his cock driving and flexing and spurting in her spastically squeezing cunt.
The pleasure-crazed schoolboy fell on her with his full weight, grinding his hard chest against her tits, grinding his flexing, jizz-spitting cock in the depths of her pussy.
"Ahhhh!" he groaned, his eyes showing their whites. "Yeahhhh!"
Melanie clung to him, her pussy clutching at his jerking, snakelike cock. Ecstasy streamed to her toes and nipples. She was in heaven.
CHAPTER FIVE
Melanie realized she was walking strangely as she made her way down the three flights of stairs to the first floor. Her legs moved with a slight waddle. Her cunt was sore, stretched out. Mark had really fucked her. She could feel his cum oozing slick and sticky between her cuntlips, and her body was still tingling all over from the fucking he'd given her. Despite the sore muscles of her cunt, despite her somewhat labored walking, she felt effervescent and wonderfully relaxed. She couldn't help but smile.
Bill Smith, the principal, caught her before she could make it out the front doors of the school. "Miss Campbell, how did it go today?"
"Again, just fine," Melanie said.
"No problems?"
"None whatsoever."
"I'm happy to hear that. You must have a natural knack for teaching. That group of yours has been--until now, anyway--the most unruly batch of youngsters ever to pass through this school."
"They haven't given me any problems," Melanie said.
"Well, fine," the principal said. "Glad to hear it. Now, about that drink together we talked about yesterday. In fact, how about you joining me in my office for a drink right now?"
"Well--" The principal took Melanie's hand. "This way, my dear. No hemming and hawing. There's no time like the present, I always say."
Instead of leading Melanie to his office by the way of the administrative offices, Bill Smith took her down the school's main, first-floor hallway, then down an inconspicuous side hallway, at the end of which he ushered Melanie through a door.
"My private entrance and exit," he said.
Inside his air-conditioned office, the principal locked both the door through which they'd entered and the door that led to the administrative offices. He pulled the drapes, shutting out all but a narrow shaft of afternoon sunshine, then punched his intercom. "Doris, I'm officially gone for the day. Absolutely no calls, and no interruptions of any kind. Understood?"
"Yes, sir," came the secretary's voice through the intercom.
Bill Smith loosened his tie and pulled it off. He smiled at Melanie. "Relax, Miss Campbell and make yourself comfortable. Please have a seat."
Melanie sat on a leather-upholstered couch. The principal unlocked a cabinet behind his desk and pulled out two glasses and a bottle of wine. He worked a corkscrew into the bottle top and popped the cork, then filled both glasses. He handed Melanie a glass and took a seat next to her on the couch.
"To my new teacher," he said, toasting Melanie.
"Thank you," Melanie said. "To my new principal."
They eyed each other over the tops of their glasses as they drank.
Melanie knew what was happening. The throbbing bulge in the principal's dress trousers, the indiscreet way he looked down her blouse, his flushed face--were all clear indications of the principal's intent. The man radiated lust like electricity, and Melanie found her cuntlips tightening and her heart pounding faster. She could still feel Mark's veiny teenage cock sliding between her pussylips, and although she'd come with his cock inside her, her cunt wasn't anywhere near being satisfied. She wanted more, needed more, and she knew where she was going to get it.
"Do you mind if I remove my shoes, Mr. Smith?"
"By all means, go ahead," the principal said. "Whatever makes you comfortable. And remember, my name is Bill, not Mr. Smith."
"Thank you," Melanie said. "Bill."
"That's better." The principal sipped his wine, watching her take off her shoes. "You have lovely feet, Melanie."
Melanie laughed. She held up her glass for more wine and the principal filled it nearly to the brim.
"I'm glad to see you so relaxed," said the principal. "Often my new teachers are so--how do the kids say it? Uptight! They act as if I'm going to bite their heads off if they say the wrong thing around me. Do I look like a monster to you, Melanie?"
Melanie was starting to feel tipsy on the wine. "Of course not, Bill. You look like a puppy-dog."
They both laughed, and the principal poured them both more wine. They drank, looking each other over.
The principal set down his glass and lifted Melanie's bare feet into his lap. "How would you like a foot massage, Melanie?"
"I'd love it," Melanie said, wiggling her toes as the principal's thumbs started to rub up and down her insteps, as his fingers kneaded gently into her soles, as he stroked and pulled on her toes. "You have talented hands, Bill."
"Thank you," the principal said, his face turning redder by the moment as he massaged her naked feet. The bulge in his pants throbbed visibly.
Melanie felt waves of pleasure flow through her feet and up her legs. Her cuntlips swelled and tightened, and her slacks began to feel unbearably constricting. Despite the air conditioning, a fine sweat misted her forehead. Her tits swelled, straining the buttons of her blouse. She set her wine glass down and stretched, in the process brushing her pointed toes against the principal's bulge.
"I think I'm getting drunk," Melanie said. "I hope you'll excuse me, Bill, but sometimes when I've had too much to drink I say and do things that embarrass people."
"Don't worry," the principal said. "Nothing embarrasses me." His hands slid rhythmically up and down her feet. "Nothing at all."
Melanie sighed. The throbbing of her cunt grew maddening. As more wine seeped into her blood stream, she felt wicked and daring, and she decided she wasn't going to play games with the man. He knew what he wanted, and she knew what she wanted, so she planted her feet firmly against his cock and started massaging it with her toes.
"Take that big thing out," she said. "I wanna see it."
The chubby principal panted as if he were having a heart attack. His hands trembled as he opened his pants and pulled out his throbbing prick. As Melanie had guessed, it was a big cock, though not quite as large as Mark's. She rolled it between her bare feet and massaged it with her toes.
"It's so hot and hard," Melanie said.
The principal gasped as her toes stroked his pronghead and manipulated the sensitive shaft-skin near the head. Lube bubbled from his pisshole, getting Melanie's toes slippery and sticky. Feeling naughty, she lifted one of her feet to the man's mouth and shoved her lube-dripping toes to his lips. The principal greedily sucked her toes, eating his cockjuice off them.
"I'm so hot!" Melanie said. "Mind if I take off my clothes, Bill?"
"Take 'em off!" the principal said. "Oh, honey, yes, take 'em all off!"
He stood up and began to clumsily remove his own clothes.
Melanie peeled off her slacks, then her blouse. The principal's eyes nearly popped out when he saw that she wasn't wearing panties or a bra. Naked, she stretched out her smooth legs along the leather seat cushions and rested her back against the pillowed armrest. The leather felt like smooth, warm skin under her flesh.
The flabby principal looked down at her and rapidly jerked on his cock. He had a paunchy belly and drooping asscheeks, but his large cock and fat balls made up for his lacking physique. Except for his cock and balls, he'd gone to pot, probably because his cock and balls were the only part of his body he exercised regularly. Melanie compared his body to those of the muscular teenage studs in her art class and she almost laughed. But then her eyes focused on his rigid, vein-bulging, lube-dripping cock, and on his throbbing, hairy, spunk-swollen balls, and her cunt contracted with lust. She wanted him.
"It's gorgeous," she said, reaching for his cock. "And I bet you know how to use it."
"Lecherous little mink!" the principal said. "You're as wicked as the girls in this school. I am shocked, Miss Campbell!" He wouldn't let her touch his cock. He sat on the couch and stroked down her legs, massaging her inner thighs, rubbing his fingers up and down her cunt-slit, getting his fingertips frothy with her fuckjuices--a mixture of pussycream and Mark Kelly's teen spunk.
Melanie squirmed, her toes curling, her ass wiggling against the leather couch seat. The principal masturbated himself as he played with her pussy, rubbing her clit with his thumb, working his middle finger up into her crotch-hole.
"Oooooh!" Melanie's eyes rolled back. She arched up, fucking her cunthole on the principal's fucking middle finger.
"I love to see a woman feeling good," said the principal. He rammed his finger into her deeper, reaming her out, probing the sensitive, juicy crevices of her sizzling pussyhole.
"Fuck me!" Melanie gasped. "Shove your big cock into me and fuck me!"
The principal slipped his finger out of her, shoved it into his mouth and sucked off her juices. He smacked his lips and licked them clean. He pulled on Melanie's thighs, sliding her down so she lay flat out on the couch seat. Then he hooked the backs of her knees over his shoulders and mounted her, guiding his cock into position between her cuntlips, settling down on top of her and forcing his cock up her cunt.
"Ahhhh!" he groaned, his balls squashed to her crotch, his cock buried to the hilt in her sizzling fuckhole.
Melanie's knees were crushed against her shoulders. Her ass had lifted up off the couch. Pussycream and Mark Kelly's jism oozed from her cock-stuffed cunt and dribbled down her asscrack as the principal began to slide his cock in and out.
"Ohhhhh dooo it!" Melanie moaned. "Fuck me!"
As the man's hot cock plunged in her pussy, electricity pulsed through her loins, streamed through her body, tingled her toes and nipples. Fuckjuices trickled down her asscrack, down her lower back, onto the leather seat-cushion. The smell of pussycream and spunk scented the air.
The principal grunted, driving his cock in and out, flapping his hairy balls against her crotch. He licked her face, sucked her nose, kissed her. His fat tongue flopped into her mouth, dripping spit down her throat. His cock made plooshing, squishing sounds in her spunk-filled cunt.
"Juicy girl!" he panted. "I love a juicy girl!"
Melanie enjoyed being called a girl. She tightened her cunt around the man's sliding prong, giggling as his eyes almost popped out from the pleasure she gave him. She felt tiny under his heaving bulk, imagined herself to be a young girl like Bridget getting worked over by a hairy beast of a man.
"Fuck me, you big horny bastard!" she growled. "Give it to me, you smelly old goat!"
"Yesssss!" the principal hissed. "Oh, honey! Hot little bitch!"
The office filled with the sounds of their fucking: Flesh slapping against flesh. Heavy breathing. Grunts and groans and whispers. Hard cock plunging in a juicy, hard-sucking cunt.
"Baby, I'm gonna come!" the principal gasped. "I can't hold--" His words became a groan as the jism spurted from his flexing cock. "Ahhhh! Ahhhhh!"
Melanie chewed his lips, wiggled her ass and fucked his sliding, jizz-squirting cock. She felt the hot splashes in her womb-mouth, felt each quiver and jerk of the man's spasming cock. Grinding her pussy madly on his bucking prong, she brought herself off, and she groaned as the orgasmic thrills exploded in her loins.
"Ohhhh yesss!" she moaned. "Mmmmm, baaabyyy!"
She rocked her hips, trying to suck the big cock deeper into her cunt. She reached up, clawing the man's hairy shoulders, raking her fingernails down his hairy back. He was an old, paunchy gorilla, but she loved lying under him, loved being pinned under him and fucked to ecstasy by his big, spurting cock.
The principal's humping slowed and his cock softened inside her. He eased his cock out of her, dripping a few drops of jism onto her upturned ass. He sat back on the couch, sweating and panting. Melanie lowered her legs and laid them across the principal's thighs. She sighed, rubbing her pussy-mound, enjoying the last tingles of orgasmic sensation that needled her clit.
The principal put his hand to his chest. "Oh my! Oh my dear, I haven't had a fuck like that in--well, in quite a while!"
Probably not for a few hours, anyway, Melanie mused. She'd heard about principals like Mr. Bill Smith--principals who got their cocks into every female teacher and schoolgirl they could possibly seduce.
Melanie spread her legs, draping one leg over the top of the couch, letting the other leg hang onto the floor. Cum oozed from between her blond-furred cuntlips, and the principal licked his lips at the sight of her creamy, half-open crotch. His cock swelled again, and he squeezed it, sliding his hand up and down along its hardening shaft.
"Honey, I'd like to give you a blow job," he said. "How would you like that? Do you like a tongue in your pussy, girl?"
A rush of tingles made Melanie's cunt contract and she sighed. "It's all yours, Bill."
The principal's hand quickened on his cock. He stroked Melanie's smooth legs, slid his hand up to her crotch and slipped his middle finger up her cunt. He smiled as Melanie squirmed. His right hand jerked up and down his cock. He slipped his finger out of Melanie and sucked it clean.
"Would you mind getting up on the desk?" he said. "I'd love to see you on all fours." He took Melanie's hand and helped her to her feet. He felt up her tits and kissed her, then slapped her playfully on the ass. "Up on the desk, bitch-girl."
Melanie giggled. Cum dribbled from her pussy and down her legs as she mounted the desk, positioning herself on her hands and knees as the principal wanted.
"What a marvelous body!" the principal said. He stroked her back and ass, slipped his hand down and prodded her heavy-hanging tits, making them swing. "What a gorgeous bitch! I'm going to lick you all over."
Melanie could hardly keep her hands off her cunt as the panting, grunting principal began to lick her feet. His tongue slurped between and over her toes. He licked her soles, her ankles and calves, licked his way up her thighs and slurped all over her ass.
"Lick me!" Melanie gasped, squirming under the incessant lapping of the man's hot, dripping tongue. "All over! Oh yes!"
The principal growled as if he were going to devour her. He lapped at her back, licked down her flanks and shoved his head under her to lick her belly. His tongue probed her navel.
"Suck my tits!" she moaned.
The principal devoured Melanie's nipples one at a time, sucking and tonguing them, making her cunt contract and the cum bubble from her well-creamed cunthole. Warm gobs of slimy spunk slid down the insides of her thighs.
The principal moved back behind Melanie. "What a luscious ass!"
He kissed her ass, nuzzled her asscrack and licked up and down it, probed her asshole with his tongue. His tongue slipped up her asshole, licking it out.
Melanie moaned, grinding her ass in the principal's face. "Lick it! Eat it!"
The principal growled, sucking, twisting his tongue in her asshole. Melanie watched him over her shoulder. His hand jerked nonstop on his cock as he rimmed her. He pulled his tongue out of her asshole and nuzzled down her crotch-slabs.
"Juicy bitch!" he mumbled. "Mmmmm, mmmm!"
He slurped and sucked, eating his own cum out of Melanie's cunt. He licked down her legs, lapping up the cum that had dribbled down them. Then he moved back up, rubbing his nose up and down between her blonde cuntlips.
"Lick it!" Melanie gasped. "Make me come!"
The man was driving her crazy. If she didn't come soon she would tear her hair out with frustration.
The principal lapped like a dog, his fat tongue slurping from one end of her cunt to the other, then continuing up and cleaning out her ass-cleft. Melanie rubbed her ass in his face, trying to entice him to lick faster, deeper, harder.
"Eat me!" she moaned. "Eat meeee!"
"Horny slut!" The principal growled like a dog, devouring her crotch, sucking her clit, fucking his tongue in and out of her cunt-hole. "Horny fucking bitch slut!"
"Yes!" Melanie panted. "Yes--yes--yesss!"
The man's dirty talk excited her. The pleasure whirled through her loins, tightened in her cunt.
The man mashed his face to her upturned ass and crotch, grinding his nose in her pussy, washing his face in cum and female juices. He sucked and slurped, kissed and gnawed. His right hand was a blur on his cock. He rammed his tongue up Melanie's cunt, jabbing at her most sensitive spot.
"Eeeeeh!" Melanie squealed. "Uhhhh!"
Churning her ass, grinding her cunt in the man's face, she went into spasms.
"Beautiful!" the principal growled, devouring her spasming cunt, sucking up the juices that gushed out of her. "Mmmmmn, honey!"
"Eat--my--cunt!" Melanie groaned. "Ohhh!"
She wished the principal could shove his whole head up her spasm-racked cunt. She wanted to feel him eating out her womb.
The man's tongue shot electricity into her. He grunted, and hot spurts of his jism splashed on the soles of Melanie's feet, against the backs of her legs. She looked over her shoulder and watched the man come, delighting in the sight of his white spunk squirting from his pisshole and creaming her flesh.
"Squirt it!" she gibbered. "Oh, honey!"
The principal was still milking the last drops of cum from his prong when he slipped his tongue out of Melanie's pussy and moved down to lick his cum off her legs and feet. Melanie wiggled her toes as he slurped the cum from between them.
"You shoot a lot, Bill," she said. "Like a teenager."
The principal grinned up at her. "If a man keeps in shape he can come like a boy when he's a hundred. Exercise it or lose it is what I say."
"Looks like you've been giving it lots of exercise," Melanie said.
"As much as I can get away with," the principal said.
CHAPTER SIX
Melanie drummed her fingers on the steering wheel as she sat waiting for the stoplight to change. She felt sweaty and grungy after her sexual encounters at the school, and she was anxious to get back to her cabin for a shower. Maybe she'd take a dip in the lake first.
Her mind wandered, visions of spurting cocks appearing often in her imagination. How marvelous it had been to suck and fuck some real dick again. She salivated at the memory of having sucked Mark Kelly's hard teen prick. Her legs squeezed together spontaneously and a thrill shot through her cunt as it contracted.
A car horn blasted her out of her daydream, and she realized that the light had changed. Her right foot hit the accelerator and she took off. As she drove past the city-limits sign, a motorcycle eased off the shoulder of the road and pulled up behind her.
Melanie glanced in her rearview mirror. The motorcycle was right on her bumper. She couldn't see the cyclist's face due to the helmet and dark bubble-mask he wore, but she could see his tanned muscles gleaming under the late-afternoon sun. Aside from the helmet, he wore nothing else but a pair of tight, ultra-short cutoffs. Even his feet were bare. Melanie accelerated, and the cyclist accelerated with her, tailgating her too close for comfort.
The sound of the motorcycle growled in her ear as she drove farther away from the city. She started to get nervous and she slowed down to let the motorcycle past. Instead of passing, he slowed down with her, staying right on her bumper.
"Asshole!" she said, tromping on the accelerator. Behind her, the motorcycle roared, staying on her tail.
Melanie switched on the radio, trying to drown out the maddening sound of the motorcycle. She did not enjoy being tailgated, even by a young man with muscles that made her glance repeatedly into her rearview mirror. He certainly was built, like a football player or a wrestler or something, but she did not appreciate his tailgating.
As Melanie neared the turn-off road to her cabin, she glanced in the rearview mirror for one final look at the nearly nude young man behind her, and her mouth dropped open. She had to be seeing things! It couldn't be!
The young man's cock had snaked out the leg of his cutoffs and was standing rigid in the breeze. The cock was enormous--bigger than Bill Smith's cock, bigger than Mark Kelly's cock, and even bigger than her brother Robby's cock. It resembled a ramrod sticking up between his thighs.
Gawking at the youth's cock, Melanie nearly drove off the road. She caught herself just in time and cut the steering wheel to avoid going off into the ditch. Her heart slammed after her near accident, and she felt so weak and nervous that she was hardly able to make the turn onto the side road. The motorcycle followed.
"God!" Melanie said. "What is this?"
She glanced in the rearview mirror and sensed the cyclist watching her through his dark-tinted bubble-mask. His cock remained upright and rigid, like a muscular forearm with a closed fist at the end of it. The massive cock quivered and wagged from the jouncing and vibrating of the motorcycle, but it remained firmly erect. Despite her mounting nervousness and misgivings, Melanie rubbed her crotch. The sandy driveway to her cabin appeared, and Melanie turned off on it. As she'd expected, the cyclist stayed on her tail.
Melanie wasn't sure what to do. As inviting as the young man's cock looked to her, she knew he might be dangerous. There was no telling what he might do. Rape was a likely possibility, although rape was unnecessary--Melanie was willing. Maybe he wanted to harm her. She imagined herself leaping from the car and making a run for her cabin, locking herself in before the cyclist could climb off his machine. But then what? He could bowl through her door with a few butts of his muscular shoulder. She would be helpless to defend herself.
She pulled up next to her cabin and slid out of the car. She turned to face her pursuer. The young man cut the engine of his motorcycle, swung down off it, stood before her with his cock throbbing upright at an acute angle--too big to be real. He gave it a squeeze.
"Who are you?" Melanie said.
The young man forced off his helmet, dropped it on the sandy, pine-needled ground. "Hi, teacher."
"Jack Stone," she said, pleased that she could remember his name. He was one of her students--the tallest, huskiest boy in her art class--and the boy with the biggest cock.
"That's me," the boy said, grinning at her.
"What can I do for you?"
"I'll give you one guess," the boy said, unsnapping his cutoffs. He forced the ragged shorts down over his rigid cock and dropped them next to his helmet. He had the most magnificent male body Melanie had ever seen. He stood there with his hands on his hips, his cock oozing lube, and that cocky, confident smile on his face. "Well?"
"Come with me," Melanie said, her legs shaking as she led the sweaty youth into her cabin. They entered the kitchen. "Want something to drink?"
"Beer," the kid said. He scratched his balls and stroked his cock. "I almost fucked you in class today, teacher. You know that? I almost went up there to the front of the room while you were showing off your legs and pussy, and I almost stuck you right there on your desk. I'd of done it, too, except you stopped the class just in time, like you could tell that me and half the other guys were getting ready to jump you. You almost got gang-banged, teacher. What do you think of that?"
Melanie tried to smile coolly, but she was shaking. She handed the boy a cold, dripping can of beer.
"Sounds--interesting," she managed to say, and as the youth sucked on his beer, she took off all her clothes in front of him.
"Nice tits," he said.
"Nice cock," she said, reaching out to stroke it.
"Eleven inches," the boy said. "Bigger than any cock you ever had, ain't that so?"
"Yes," Melanie said, petting the rigid, veiny fuck-tool. "I love it!"
The boy laughed and dumped beer on his cock, drenching it from tip to base. Beer dribbled down his hairy, bulging balls. He flexed his cock. "It's all yours, teacher."
Melanie went nuts. Dropping to her knees in front of the boy, she bent his cock down so she could lick his knob. The shaft was so thick she could only half close her fingers around it. She held his foreskin down tight and slurped, tasting smegma and beer and cocklube, tasting salty, sweaty teen prick. She pressed her cheek to the rock-hard, burning cock, groaning as she cuddled the massive fuck-tool. She sucked lube out of the pisshole, then nuzzled down, lapping at the boy's sweat-flavored, beer-dripping balls.
The boy finished his beer and set the can on the cupboard. He cradled Melanie's blonde head, directing where she licked, crushing her mouth and nose to his nuts, then to his cock, rubbing her lips at the underside of his cock just below the head.
"Jerk the foreskin!" he growled. "Pleasure that thing, teacher!"
Melanie burned in every cell of her body. Her tits swelled, her nipples splitting-hard and tingling. As she munched and licked and kissed the youth's bone-hard cock, she shoved two fingers up her cunt, beating herself off.
"Eat it!" the boy growled, and he forced his cock into her mouth.
Melanie's lips nearly split from the stretch. Only his knob and a few inches of shaft filled her mouth and throat, but she couldn't swallow anymore. She sucked hard on the throbbing cockmeat, churning her tongue at the underside of his knob.
"Aww, yeahhhh!" the youth groaned. "Suck my hog!"
He twisted on her head, working her mouth on his cock, guiding her tongue to lick where it felt best to him. His balls swelled massively and pulled up tight with each smack of her lips and flick of her tongue.
Melanie's eyes rolled drunkenly. She was in a trance. She moaned, sucking as if she'd never get enough of the taste of dick. Her fingers pistoned in her crotch and pussycream drenched her hand and ran down her legs.
"I'm so fucking close!" the boy groaned. "Man, I could blow your fucking head off, teacher!"
He twisted his prick in her mouth a few last times, then, just as his jism was about to erupt, he yanked his cock out.
His cock flexed up and down rhythmically, spurting a cloudy fluid, its veins swollen boldly like gnarled blue snakes. He massaged his throbbing balls and groaned. The hot, watery spurts hit Melanie in the face, and she tasted them: Salty, vaguely cum-flavored.
"Oh yeahhhh!" the boy sighed. "I love the feeling, but I'm glad I didn't come yet! I got other things I wanna do with you first, teacher!"
Melanie slid down, embracing the boy's hairy, muscular thighs, pressing her hot tits against them. She groaned deliriously, not caring what the boy did to her, as long as he did something sexual.
He pulled her to her feet, kissed her, forced a thick middle finger up her pussy and held her squirming in his arms.
"Hot bitch!" he whispered. "What a set of tits!"
Rubbing his cock against her belly, twisting his finger in her pussy, he squeezed and pinched and caressed her swollen, pleasure-saturated tits. She groaned, her eyes filled with tears of lust, her body quivering in his arms, her skin tingling from scalp to toes. She squirmed against his sweaty, muscular body, wishing she could somehow fuse his body with hers.
"Let's go outside," the boy said. "I wanna fuck you out in the sunshine. Where's a good place?"
"The deck!" Melanie whispered. She grabbed his cock and led him by it through the cabin and out onto the deck outside her bedroom window.
The warm sunshine of late afternoon bathed them, tinting their flesh a coppery gold. Sunshine bounced up at them off the lake. The breeze carried the scent of pine. The boy pushed Melanie down on her hands and knees and dropped down behind her.
"Turn up your ass," he said, and gave her ass a smack.
Melanie gasped, stunned by the slap, and her ass turned up automatically, giving the boy a good view of her open, juice-dribbling snatch. He rubbed his cockhead up and down her blonde cunt, then eased it into her pussyhole. Melanie gasped again as the massive cock entered her. She arched her back and sucked in her waist, holding her breath as every inch of the arm-thick cock disappeared into her cunt. The fist like knob forced open the mouth of her womb and entered it. She'd never been fucked so deep.
"Ohhhhh, Jack!" she groaned, churning her ass, fucking her cunt on his cock. "Oh, honey, fuck me!"
"You like it, huh?" the boy said. "You love it, huh, can't get enough of it?"
He sank his fingernails into her asscheeks and gripped them tight. His loins pulled back, then swung, colliding with her ass, driving his cock up her cunt to the hilt.
Melanie flashed from head to toes with goosebumps. Every cell of her body throbbed. She squealed spontaneously, gibbering as the boy fucked into her again, then again.
"Ohhhh, Jack!" She tossed her blonde head from side to side, squirming as the horny stud fucked her. Her tits flapped and wobbled with each screwing thrust up her pussy, with each collision of the boy's rock-hard belly with her ass.
"Hot, juicy, bitch pussy!" the boy grunted. "Man, what your pussy does to my cock! Man, what a feeling! Awwww, fuck!" He fucked into her, making her tits flap and her head snap. "Uhhhh, uhhh, ahhhhh!"
"Feels so good!" Melanie muttered, her teeth clenched, her ass gyrating.
The boy fucked hard, fast, deep, and his cock felt so hot, slippery, electric.
"I want it!" she moaned, banging her ass back against his pounding belly. "Give it to me, baby!"
The youth rammed, sweat dripping from his nose and falling on her ass, his grunts of effort and pleasure echoing in the silent, pine-scented air. Melanie felt tingles in her toes, in her fingers and nipples. Each thrust of the boy's cock up her cunt sent electric shivers through her.
"I'm close!" the boy whispered. "So fucking close!"
"Yes!" Melanie panted. "Oh yes!"
"But I'm not ready yet," he said, and he yanked his cock out of her cunt and spurted some hot, watery fluid onto her ass. It wasn't cum.
Groaning, Melanie watched over her shoulder as his juice-gleaming cock flexed and danced in the sunshine. The smell of her smoldering pussy masked the scent of pine. "Why didn't you come?" Melanie groaned. "I was almost there myself."
"'Cause I want something else," the boy said, grinning mischievously. "Something better."
He spread cuntjuice up her asscrack, lubricating her tingling and throbbing shitter. He slipped a finger up her ass and twisted it.
Melanie gasped. She knew what the boy wanted, and she wanted it too--if it was possible. She'd been ass-fucked before, by her brother Robby, and although she'd enjoyed it she'd hardly managed to take his cock up her ass. She couldn't imagine Jack's arm-thick, eleven-inch cock up her asshole. It would split her in half.
"Be careful," she said, moaning as the boy finger-fucked her ass. "Please be careful!"
"Afraid I'll hurt you?" The boy smirked. "Shit, teacher, I've ass-fucked girls half your size without killing 'em. And they all loved it. Once I got in, none of 'em could get enough of it. Chicks can never get enough of this horse cock of mine--no matter where I stick it!"
He yanked his finger out of Melanie's asshole and licked it clean.
He lubed up her asshole with more of her slick pussycream, then lubed up his cock. He spat on her asshole, and Melanie felt the warm spit leak down her asscrack and between her cuntlips. He spat on his cock, greasing it up even more. He eased up against her and pressed his cock between her buttocks.
"Here goes, bitch! Think you can handle it?"
Melanie braced herself. She was trembling.
Gripping her hips, the boy leaned into her. His cock was so well greased that its head slipped inside Melanie's asshole without her hardly feeling it. She didn't even flinch. When she felt the hot cockhead throbbing inside her, she wiggled her ass with excitement.
"Ohhhh yesssss!" she crooned. "Bugger me!" She reached between her legs and started to jerk off. "Fuck my ass!"
The boy thrust, stuffing all eleven inches of his cock up her asshole. Melanie gasped, her pelvis screaming with tightness. The boy draped himself over her, rubbing his belly to her ass, his chest to her back. He flexed and churned his cock inside her, licked the back of her neck.
"Mmmmn, teacher, your ass is so fucking hot, so tight! I ain't never gonna take my cock out of you!" He bit her ear and chewed into the back of her neck.
Melanie rolled her head from side to side, groaning low in her throat. Her skin prickled with electricity. She writhed against the boy, finger-fucking her pussy as he fucked her asshole.
"Fuck me!" she moaned. "Fuck me, you horny bastard!"
The boy straightened up. Wrapping his big hands around her waist, he began to thrust, to screw with long, grinding strokes of his cock. His cock slid all the way out, its knob kissing the rim of Melanie's gaping shithole, and then he rammed, driving his prick up her asshole to the hilt, slamming his loins against her wiggling upturned ass.
"Ahhhh!" he growled. "Tight fucking ass! Oh yeah!"
He yanked his cock out and slammed it back in, yanked it out and rammed it in. With each thrust, he grunted like a bull, skinning his prick alive in Melanie's hard-clutching asshole.
Melanie groaned, delirious with pleasure. She'd never been fucked like this. Her tits flapped so hard they nearly tore off. Each grinding thrust of the boy's cock up her asshole sent corkscrews of electric pleasure throughout her body. It felt as if electrodes had been clamped to her nipples and toes and clit, electrodes that zapped her with electric shocks each time the boy rammed home. His cock felt like an arm slamming up her asshole again and again, an arm with a big, pounding fist at the end of it. Her fingers squished in her itch-saturated, juice-gushing pussy. She churned her ass, clamping her asshole rhythmically around the boy's ramming cock.
"Oh, baby!" the boy panted, his eyes rolling back deliriously with each thrust. "Oh, teacher! Oh fuck, I can't hold it much longer!"
"Keep--fucking!" Melanie grunted. "Keep--buggering--me! Ohhhh--honey--baby--" Her words trailed off into a catlike whine of pleasure.
The boy tossed his head from side to side, fucked his cock up Melanie's asshole with rapid, screwing thrusts. His heavy, spunk-swollen balls slapped against her wet cuntlips, and her hand rubbed against them as she finger-fucked her cunt. All the muscles of his sweat-drenched body stood out boldly, rippling in the coppery sunlight. Melanie took one look at him over her shoulder and her excitement soared to a climax.
"I'm coming!" she gasped, and her pussy and asshole went into spasms.
Maddening sensations pulsed through her body. Fuckcream ran down her legs. The boy's cock felt like a fence post being rammed up her shitter.
"Ohhhhh!" she groaned. "Yessssss!"
The boy panted wildly, gasping and grunting as he drilled her exploding, spasm-tight shithole. He fucked into her so deep that Melanie expected to see his cockhead pop out of her mouth. His cock flexed powerfully, lifting her, making her gasp. A spastic shudder shook his cock and jism exploded into Melanie's asshole.
"Ahhhhh!" he groaned. "Awwww yeahhhhh!"
He collapsed forward over Melanie, crushing her in a fierce embrace, lapping at her shoulders and neck as he humped against her ass and shot sizzling wads of teen spunk up her shitter.
"Give it to me!" Melanie panted. "Oh honey, baby!"
"What an asshole!" the boy growled, churning his cock inside her, grinding pleasure through his cock and her asshole. "Make it tight!"
Melanie contracted her asshole, milking the jizz out of the grunting, humping youth. She could feel his cum splashing deep in her bowels. She could feel his cock flexing and striking like a rattlesnake inside her.
"I love it up the ass!" she moaned. "I love being fucked up the asshole!"
The boy bore down, spurting jizz in her guts.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Melanie led the boy down the trail to the lake. His big cock swung heavily over his huge balls, still wet with cum and her fuckjuices. Melanie curled her arm around his waist and pressed up close to him as they made their way down the sandy embankment. Their naked bodies were both damp with sweat. Melanie's legs felt rubbery and weak.
"Nice place for a party," Jack said. "Real private."
"There are only two other cabins on the lake," Melanie said. "And they're both over on the other side. The people who own them only come around occasionally, and then only on weekends."
"Cool!" the boy said. "You can run around out here with nothing on without being busted. And judging by your tan, it looks like you run around out here a lot with nothing on."
He stroked Melanie's tanned asscheeks.
"I do enjoy nude sunbathing," she said.
Water lapped gently at a sandy beach at the lake's edge. A fifty-foot pier stretched out from the sand, swaying under the tread of their bare feet as they made their way to the end of it. Melanie's ass gyrated and her tits jiggled, and the boy pawed them. Melanie toyed with his half-hard cock and egg-sized balls. They stopped at the end of the pier and kissed.
Melanie sighed, sucking on the youth's tongue. She closed her eyes and imagined she was kissing her brother Robby. They'd made love on this pier almost daily last summer. She opened her eyes again and found herself looking at Jack Stone. His cock throbbed hard as bone between their bellies, and he humped it against her. Gazing wickedly into her eyes, he lifted her left leg, squatted slightly and wiggled his cock up into her pussy. Electric tingles pulsed all the way to Melanie's toes.
"Ohhhhh, Jack, I love that!" She squirmed against him as he worked his cock deeper inside her. Her pussycream dribbled out, running down his hairy balls.
"You're so fucking juicy!" the boy muttered. "I love 'em juicy, the juicier the better."
He craned his head forward so he could suck on her tits. His lips smacked around her nipples, his tongue tweaking.
"Ohhhhh, Jack!" Melanie jumped up into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist, hooking her arms around his neck.
He juggled her asscheeks in his big hands and fucked his cock up into her. Her pussyjuice ran out, dripping onto his feet and thighs. He slid fingers up and down her asscrack, found her jizz-oozing asshole and forced three fingers up it.
Melanie's toes curled. She clung to the humping youth, rubbing her tits against his chest, cunt-fucking his cock and ass-fucking his twisting fingers. "Ohhh, Jack, give it to me!"
"You love being opened up, don't you, bitch!"
"Mmmmmnnnn!" Melanie groaned. She wriggled in his embrace, grinding her cunt on his thrusting prong. "Faster! Harder!"
The boy growled, thrusting his cock inside her, crushing her in his arms, jamming three fingers up her asshole as fast as he cock-banged her cunt.
"Oooooohhhhh!" Melanie crooned, writhing helplessly, her body on the verge of spasms. She tightened her legs around the boy's loins, grinding herself against him. The fuck tension ballooned in her pussy, in her asshole, and suddenly she was whining with ecstasy.
"That's it, bitch, come!" the boy muttered. "I love to see a bitch come!"
He churned his cock in her pussy, driving her crazy, making her gibber from the intense orgasmic sensations. His fingers twisted relentlessly in her asshole.
The boy fucked her until she melted in his arms, then set her down, sliding his cock out of her cunt. He smeared his hand over his juice-dripping cock and balls, then smeared pussyjuice onto his belly and chest. He rubbed pussyjuice onto his face and licked his hand clean.
Melanie grinned at him.
"What're you looking at?" he said, and he gave her a shove. She fell off the pier and into the lake and he dove in after her.
The water was cool, but comfortable. The boy swam out with powerful strokes, and Melanie swam after him. He flipped over onto his back, floating, and Melanie watched his massive cock throb hard against his abdomen. She turned over on her own back, floating, warming her wet tits in the sunshine. Jack swam back toward the pier and climbed the ladder. Melanie followed.
The boy stretched out on his back on the pier. Water beads rolled on his skin. Melanie sat next to him, stroking his thighs and belly, gingerly fingering his cock and balls.
"You sure love cock," the boy said. "Cocksucker!"
Melanie smiled and leaned over him. She bent his cock up and slid her lips over the tip of his knob. Holding his foreskin down tight, she swallowed his cockhead and as much of his shaft as she could. He groaned, squirming as she started to bob her head. Her lips rippled over his cock-veins, slipped back and forth over the flared edge of his knob. She tongued his pisshole, licked the underside of his cockhead and shaft.
"Ohhhh Christ!" The boy arched up, his toes clutching. "Blow that motherfucker!"
Melanie took her time, enjoying the feel and taste of the boy's cock in her mouth. Despite his moaning, and thrusting, she sucked him slowly, not wanting to bring him off before she'd had a good, long suck. She cupped and massaged his balls as she blew him, worked her fingers down into his asscrack and massaged his asspucker. Despite his swim, his cock still tasted like pussy. She munched greedily on his succulent pronghead, trying to extract the delicious flavor from it.
"Lick my balls!" He pulled his legs up and held his knees to his chest, showing Melanie his balls and asshole. "Come on, teacher, tongue my balls!"
Melanie stretched out on her belly in front of the boy, pressing her tits to the sun-warmed wood of the pier. She shoved her nose between his balls, nuzzling them. She gave each ball a kiss, then nuzzled down under and all around his hairy sac, licking the sweaty-tasting flesh. She slurped up, lapping his balls all over. Gently, she sucked one of his balls into her mouth. It was so big her mouth could hardly contain it.
"Wild!" the boy groaned. He grabbed his cock and started pumping it, sliding his foreskin up and down. Lube bubbled from his pisshole, leaking down over his knuckles.
Melanie took his other ball into her mouth. Sucking gently, she tongued it. His free ball squirmed, and she caught it between her fingertips and gently massaged it.
"Oh fuck!" the youth moaned, beating his cock and wiggling his ass. "Now lick my ass! Come on, baby!"
Melanie nuzzled down his hairy asscrack, inhaling the musky, sweaty aroma. His asshole twitched, and she kissed it. Then she lapped up and down his asscrack with long swipes of her tongue.
"Stick your tongue up it!" the boy growled, rubbing his ass in her face. His hand jerked faster on his cock. His toes writhed.
Melanie probed his asspucker, working her wet tongue into its crevices.
The boy groaned. "Stick it in! Fuck me!"
His shitter was tight, resistant despite his words, but Melanie's tongue was nimble and slippery. Once she got the tip of her tongue inserted, the rest of her tongue slid in easily.
"Ohhhh yeahhhh!" The boy wiggled his ass, contracting his asshole around Melanie's probing, twisting tongue. "Rim it! Eat it out!"
Melanie forced her tongue in as deep as she could. The boy's asshole gripped it like a muscular fist, squeezing it rhythmically. She could feel a pulsebeat in the boy's asshole and a knot of flesh swelling against her tongue. She slid her tongue along the flesh-knot, teasing it, massaging it. The swelling ballooned.
"Yeahhhh, lick me there!" the boy moaned. "Tongue it! Hard!"
He squirmed on the pier, pounding his cock, his balls squirming, his toes clutching rapidly.
Melanie jabbed the fleshy swelling in the boy's asshole, drilled her tongue against it mercilessly. She rubbed her nose hard against the boy's crotch. She saw his balls contract, felt the swelling in his asshole shudder.
"Ahhhhh, yeahhh!" The boy shot jism. White ropes of spunk shot straight up out of his cock and splashed down on his belly and chest. "Mannnnn!"
Melanie screwed her tongue in his squeezing, quivering asshole, licking the contracting knot of flesh inside it, feeling the powerful surges of orgasmic energy as it flowed through the boy's shithole and cock. She could smell his cum, could hear it splatting against his belly.
"Mmmmmnn, yeahhhhh!" the boy sighed. He straightened his legs and lowered his ass.
Melanie raised her head and licked the cum off his knuckles, sucked the last gobs of jism off the tip of his cock as it oozed out. She crawled up over him, licking the juicy wads of cum off his belly and chest, off his nipples and flanks. She nuzzled his armpits until he raised his arms and allowed her to lick them out. Then she slid back down, lifted his half-hard cock, and went down on it. The boy groaned. Melanie sucked the residual cum from his piss-tube.
"I wonder if you like piss as much as you like cum," the boy said. He pressed his hands down on her head and forced his cock deeper down her throat. With a grunt, he began to piss.
Melanie's mouth was filled in seconds. The taste and smell of male piss whirled through her head like smelling salts and she gagged, struggling. The boy wouldn't let her go. His piss overflowed her mouth and drenched his balls.
"Ahhhhh!" the boy sighed. "Feels so good! Come on, teacher, drink it!"
Melanie couldn't avoid swallowing some of the hot, bitter fluid. It was either swallow or choke to death. The first gulp nearly made her pass out. She retched hard. The piss kept flowing and more ran down her throat.
"Drink it!" the boy said, forcing her to take his cock to the balls. "Suck that big, pissing cock!"
Melanie gulped, trying not to breathe, not to taste. She couldn't help tasting the piss, though, and the more of it she swallowed, the less it tasted bitter and repulsive. By the time the boy had drained his bladder, his piss tasted almost sweet to her and she sucked his cock for more.
"Sorry, teacher," he said. "I'm all out."
Cooing, Melanie licked the piss off his balls.
The boy yawned and stretched. "I knew you were a piss drinker, lady." He glanced at the sky. "I wonder what time it is."
"Three, maybe four," Melanie said.
"Jesus!" the boy said. "Gotta get going or I'll lose my job!"
Melanie watched him jump up and run down the pier, watched his muscles work as he climbed the embankment to the cabin. She stuck a few fingers up her pussy, stimulated by the sight of his nude male body in action. She loved muscles.
A minute later his motorcycle roared to life. Melanie sprawled luxuriously on the pier in the sunshine, jerking herself off as she listened to his motorcycle rumble away through the woods. As she masturbated, she rolled in a puddle of piss.
CHAPTER EIGHT
It was a warm night, and Melanie lay nude on her bed, listening through her open bedroom window to the breeze in the pines and to the lake lapping at the shore. A full moon poured moonlight down through the pine tops and bounced moonlight off the lake, and Melanie could see almost well enough to read in her bedroom even though she'd turned off all the lights a few hours ago.
She guessed the time to be somewhere near midnight. She'd been lying on her bed the last few hours, thinking about the events of the last few days and jerking herself off. It seemed that the more she came, the more she craved coming. She ached for the feel of a hard cock up her cunt--or down her throat, or up her asshole--and she was tempted to climb off the bed and to pull one of her dildos out of the dresser drawer. She didn't do so only because she was too lazy and relaxed. Her fingers worked well enough. She lay with her legs spread, her fingers pumping slowly in and out of her steaming cunt.
She'd been fucked by three different cocks today--Mark Kelly's, Bill Smith's, and Jack Stone's. She'd been fucked in the mouth, in the cunt, and up the asshole. She'd been licked all over, including between her toes, between her cuntlips, and between her asscheeks. She'd come more times than she could remember, and yet she wasn't anywhere near satisfied. In fact, right now she was hornier than ever. She could fuck all night, she knew--if she only had a cock to fuck.
Last summer she'd spent many nights fucking her brother Robby from dusk till dawn, and then many days fucking him from dawn till dusk. Robby had claimed she was trying to kill him. She'd nearly fucked the skin off his cock despite his protests that she let up, that she give him a break. She knew he'd loved every thrust of his teen prick into her no matter how much he'd protested and no matter how raw his cock had become inside her from all the rubbing.
"Oh, Robby!" she sighed. "Oh, brother!"
She imagined Robby lying sleepless in his college dorm at this moment, jerking off thinking about her just as she was jerking off thinking about him. She wondered what his reaction would be if he found out about all the cocks she'd fucked herself on today. Would he be jealous? Shocked? Excited? Probably all three.
Melanie heard a strange noise outside and she held her breath, listening hard to see if she could hear anything more. Three or four times in the last ten minutes she'd detected strange noises out there in the dark around the cabin, as if creatures were prowling about out in the woods. She'd been debating whether to get up and lock the doors. She hadn't bothered in years to lock the doors at night, for she'd learned that there was nothing to fear out here. Still, strange noises always made her slightly apprehensive.
Probably raccoons, she thought, raccoons rooting around in the garbage. Some nights were like this, full of strange sounds. Nights when the moon was full were especially noisy. She'd been living with strange night sounds ever since she'd moved here to the cabin.
She settled back on her pillow, two fingers sliding in and out of her juicy cunt. Her fingers made a rhythmic squish, squish, squish in her pussy. She curled her toes sensuously, moaning as she pleasured herself. The air in the room smelled like cunt, a sweet, musky aroma that even Melanie enjoyed.
There was another sound, louder this time, and Melanie half sat up. It almost sounded as if somebody were prowling inside the cabin. Her ears straining to hear more, she began slowly to climb off the bed. Suddenly, a figure burst through the open door of her bedroom and fell on her, pinning her to the bed, clapping a hand over her mouth. She knew that struggle would be futile.
A shirtless young man lay on top of her, his naked chest pressed to her tits. She could feel his wild heartbeat, could feel the heaving of his sweaty, muscular belly against her stomach, could feel his hard cock grinding against her through his jeans, his only clothing. He was a shaggy-headed youth in a Lone Ranger mask.
"Be cool!" he growled. "And you won't get hurt! I got her, I got her! And she's naked!"
There was the sound of bare feet stampeding through the cabin, and in moments four more bare-torsoed, barefooted youths in Lone Ranger masks barged into the bedroom. Their sweaty torsos gleamed in the moonlight.
"Look at her!" one of the boys panted, unzipping his jeans. He shoved his jeans down and his hard cock sprang out, its knob gleaming in the moonlight, its tip dripping lube. He grabbed his cock and started pumping it.
Melanie's eyes shifted this way and that, up and down as she watched the four standing boys strip. Her heart slammed and her tits heaved. She squirmed, her eyes rolling as the boy on top of her screwed a finger up her twat. When her eyes focused, she saw four rampant teen cocks throbbing in the moonlight and four muscular teenagers playing with themselves. Melanie's cunt contracted with desire.
"She's hot and juicy," the boy on top of her said. "She wants it. Ain't that right, bitch, you want it?"
He took his hand off her mouth.
Melanie nodded her head.
"Yes!" she whispered.
The boy on top of her pulled his finger out of her cunt, unzipped his jeans, and hauled out his rampant cock. Without bothering to shuck his jeans off, he jammed his lusting prick up Melanie's cunt and began to fuck.
"Ahhhh!" he growled. "This is it! Mmmnn!"
Melanie groaned, luxuriating in the feel of the hard teen dick grinding in her pussy. She spread her legs wide, letting the boy enter her deeper. Her hands slid up and down the undulating muscles of his smooth, sweat-oiled back. He felt so sleek and sinewy, as if he had snakes under his skin. And his big, snakelike cock slipping in and out of her pussy made her skin flush with goosebumps and her nipples tingle with hardness. Her toes clutched with each grinding, ramming thrust of his cock. She rocked her hips and rubbed her swollen tits against his chest.
"Ahhhhhh, what a hot pussy!" the boy moaned. "Man, I ain't never fucked a pussy this hot and wet! I feel it in my asshole, man! I feel it in my fucking toes!"
The other boys gathered close around the bed, pumping their cocks as they watched their buddy fuck Melanie. In the bright moonlight, Melanie could see them as clearly as if they'd turned the lights on. Their naked bodies gleamed with a bluish, silvery tint that made them look like statues. Melanie reached out toward them, lusting for a feel of their cocks. In an instant, one cock slid into each of her hands. The boys whose cocks she'd grabbed moaned, wiggling their asses and humping.
Despite their Lone Ranger masks, Melanie knew perfectly well who they were--boys from her art class. Their voices were familiar to her. One of them was Mark Kelly, who'd promised he'd never tell a living soul about what had happened between him and Melanie after class this afternoon. By now probably the entire art class knew, if not the entire school. Melanie considered telling her assailants to take off their silly masks, that she knew very well who they were, but she decided to let them play their game. Besides, the masks were exciting in a strange way: It was as if all five boys were clones of each other, quintuplets. Stark naked, and wearing their masks, they looked like five reproductions of the same boy.
Suddenly, the boy on top of her snapped his head back as, if he'd been shot in the back. Bellowing, grunting, he fucked his cock all the way in and shot his spunk.
"I'm coming!" he gasped. "Oh, God, Uhhh! Uhhhhh!"
Melanie felt each quiver and flex of his cock, each splash of his sizzling jism inside her. Throwing her arms and legs up around him, she crushed him to her naked body, grinding her pussy on his spurting cock, contracting her loins and helping milk the jism out of him. She pulled his head down, crushing their mouths together, shoving her tongue into his throat. He shuddered in her embrace, humping spastically between her thighs, pumping his teen fuckjuices up her cunt.
"Give it to her!" one of the boys said, and slapped the spasming youth's ass.
The boy rolled off Melanie and hauled his cock out of her. Immediately, one of the other boys, this one stark naked, lowered himself on top of her and slipped his stiff cock up her cum-juicy pussy. Melanie kissed him, hugging him as he began to fuck. His cock made squishing sounds in her pussy and the other boy's cum oozed from her cunt, dribbling down her crotch and asscrack. The boy's hairy balls slapped against her cum-wet crotch as he reamed out her pussy.
"I love fucking a pussy that's already been creamed in," the humping boy said. "It's like fucking a tub of hot, gooshy butter."
One of the other boys got up on the bed and straddled Melanie's face. He mashed his sweaty balls to her mouth and told her to lick. The smell of unwashed teen balls made Melanie drunk. She sucked and kissed and slurped, nuzzling all around and between the moaning youth's balls. He pressed his crotch to her mouth and she sucked it. He rubbed his ass over her mouth and nose, and she licked out his asscrack, wiggled her tongue up into his asshole. He started beating his cock as she tongue-fucked his asshole.
"Man, this is great!" the boy riding Melanie's face panted. "But I wish there was another chick here to blow me while the teacher here rims me! I love getting sucked off and rimmed at the same time!"
He pulled his asshole off Melanie's tongue and stuffed his cock in her mouth, forced it to the hilt down her throat.
Melanie gagged reflexively, choking until her throat adjusted to being filled with rock-hard cock. Her throat relaxed and she salivated at the taste of the sweaty teen cock in her mouth. Her lips smacked, sucking, and as she sucked, the boy worked his cock in and out of her throat, rippling his cock-veins against her lips.
"Man, this teacher's a real good cocksucker!" said the boy reaming out Melanie's throat. "She knows just how to suck and where to lick! Mmmnn, suck that big fucker, bitch! Yeahhhh!"
As one boy fucked between Melanie's legs, reaming out her pussy, and the boy fucked her mouth, two other boys, one on each side of the bed, shoved their cocks into Melanie's hands again, letting her jerk them off. The boys she was jerking off were uncircumcised, giving Melanie an added thrill as their cocks slipped inside their foreskins and their dickheads grew slick and gooey with their lube. Cocklube dribbled onto Melanie's hands. The smell of male sweat and uncut teen cock filled the air and made Melanie crazy with lust.
She squirmed on the bed, her body covered with the naked body of a muscular boy, her sucking cunt filled with his cock. She sucked greedily on the cock in her throat. Her arms jerked rhythmically, beating off the two cocks in her hands. Each throb of the four cocks sent thrills through her, made her groan as her pussy contracted and her toes clutched. The boy who had shot off inside her earlier got down on his knees at the foot of the bed and started sucking on Melanie's toes. Melanie would have screamed with excitement if her throat hadn't been plugged with hard cock.
Fuck me! she thought. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Cream my pussy, cream my throat, suck my toes! She was close to coming.
The boy fucking her started to gasp. His cock plunged faster, growing thicker and harder with each thrust, quivering and flexing as the spasms began in his loins. Grinding his cock madly in Melanie's pussy, he groaned as if he were being tortured and released his spunk. Streams of hot jizz spurted into the depths of Melanie's cunt.
"Ahhhhhhh!" the boy groaned. "Feels--so--fucking--good!"
Melanie rocked her loins, contracting her cunt with each flex of the boy's cock, with each spurt of his jism into her. He whimpered as her pussy sucked his cock raw. He was still shooting when Melanie started to choke on the other boy's cum.
"Yeahhhhh!" growled the boy fucking her mouth. "Eat my load!"
He forced his spurting cock to the hilt down her throat, fucking cum straight down her gullet. His contracting balls were mashed to her chin. His hairy groin crushed her nose. Every inch of his quivering, bucking cock was buried in her face.
"Eat my cream!"
Melanie couldn't swallow fast enough and her mouth overflowed. Jism, like slimy spit, ran down her cheeks and neck.
The boys fucking Melanie's hands popped off next, both of them exploding at the same time, both of them humping wildly at her tight, jerking fists and shooting jism all over Melanie and the backs of the other two boys. Melanie could hear the splatting sounds of their jism as it hit flesh. The two youths groaned in unison.
Melanie writhed, her hips rocking, her lips smacking, her hands jerking. Her toes clutched in the mouth of the boy sucking them. A stream of electricity shot through her loins and she toppled over the brink, nearly blacking out as the spasms of ecstasy shook her.
All the boys groaned as Melanie's mouth and pussy and hands tightened and quickened on their spurting cocks. She writhed with abandon, buried under young-male flesh, her mouth and cunt filled with young cock, her body convulsing, the fuck pleasure surging through her loins and tits and toes. She shuddered with orgasmic shockwaves and nearly passed out.
"The bitch is feeling it," said the boy at the foot of the bed, the boy slurping at and sucking Melanie's ultra-sensitive toes. He'd pulled off his jeans and was beating his cock.
Melanie slumped back, her hands dropping to the bed. Her arms and hands were covered with strands and gobs of sticky teen jism. The boys on top of Melanie climbed off her, their backs as messy with cum as Melanie's arms.
"Clean this shit off us, bitch," said the boy who had fucked Melanie's throat. "Use your tongue!"
He and the boy who had fucked Melanie sat at the edge of the bed, and Melanie licked their cum-spattered backs clean like a mother cat. When she was done licking their backs, she licked off her hands and arms. All five boys watched her, grinning.
CHAPTER NINE
They dragged her down to the dock. Five naked teenage studs with raging, wagging hardons pushed her along ahead of them in the fiercely bright moonlight, lapping her ass and jabbing it with their bone-hard, red-hot cocks as she staggered along in front of them, her creamy-white tits wobbling and jiggling like overfilled water-balloons. Melanie giggled and shrieked like a schoolgirl, her voice flying out over the burning silver lake. Cum dribbled from her well-fucked cunt and greased her inner thighs, allowing them to slide together lubriciously. Near the end of the pier, hands grabbed her before she staggered off into the water. She was turned around and forced to kneel.
Melanie gazed up at the five naked boys, all of them still wearing their Lone Ranger masks, all of them wiggling their hard teen cocks at her.
"Oh yes!" she panted, her heart hammering with excitement; her hands reaching up to take hold of two rigid pricks.
"You wanna suck?" one of the boys growled.
"Yes!" Melanie said, her mouth wide open, her tongue hanging out. "Yes, yes!" A big cock slid into her mouth. "Mmmmmmm!"
She smacked her lips, churned her tongue, tasting pussy--the flavor of her own pussy, which had saturated the youth's dickmeat. He was one of the two boys who had fucked her, although she couldn't tell which of the two. Except for the two boys whose cocks were uncut, she couldn't tell one boy from another. Not that she cared to. All she cared about was sucking and fucking as much hot young cock as she could manage before the boys got tired of her and left.
"Her mouth feels almost as good as her pussy," said the boy Melanie was sucking. "Ahhhh, suck that big thing, motherfucker!"
"Let me feel her mouth," said another boy, and he pulled the boy Melanie was sucking aside and shoved his own cock in her mouth. His cock was uncut, one of the dicks Melanie had jacked off, and it tasted sweaty and cummy.
Melanie bobbed her head, sucking rhythmically. She reached up to tickle and massage the boy's hairy, sweat-moist nuts. His cock flexed and he groaned. Melanie wedged her tongue under his foreskin, worked her tongue in slurping circles, cleaning off his dickhead.
"Jesus, she's a good cocksucker!" moaned the youth, whose toes curled against the wooden pier with every flick of Melanie's tongue. His lube bubbled into Melanie's mouth, and she swallowed it greedily.
"My turn." Another boy pulled him away, popping his cock out of Melanie's mouth, then took his place, sliding his own cock down Melanie's throat. "Ahhhhhh!"
Melanie found herself sucking another uncut prick, which she guessed to be Mark Kelly's. She turned her eyes up at him, giving him a seductive gaze as his huge cock slid in and out of her mouth. I know who you are, boy, she thought. I've sucked your cock before. She wondered if Mark could tell she could see right through his ridiculous mask.
"Mmmmnn, teacher, suck that cock!" the boy moaned. "Suck out my ball-juice!"
Before Melanie could even begin to bring Mark Kelly off, another boy pulled Mark away and replaced Mark's cock with his own. Melanie cooed, sucking hungrily at another cunt-flavored prong. The boy whose cock she was sucking pushed down on her head, forcing her to go down on her hands and knees, and he simultaneously dropped to his knees in front of her. Melanie's tits dangled heavily under her, her throat stuffed with cock. Immediately, a boy got down behind her and worked his cock up into her cum-oozing pussy. Melanie's eyes rolled back as the pleasure of coupling with the youth flowed through her body. "Ahhhh, yeahhhh!" The boy behind her rammed, plunging his cock up her cunt, smacking his hard belly against her ass, making the cum squish out of her and cream his hairy, flapping balls. "Man, what a juicy bitch! I love sliding my cock in all this slick, hot cream!"
"When you get done with her I'm gonna fuck her asshole," said one of the other boys.
The boy ploughing out Melanie's pussy immediately yanked his cock out and shoved it between her asscheeks.
"Not before I do!" he growled, and with a grunt he forced his cum-dripping cock up Melanie's asshole. "Mannnn, what a tight ass!"
Melanie writhed, her asshole impaled on the red-hot, sliding cock. Her eyes rolled with pain and ecstasy. She hadn't been expecting this, had been unready for it. Her asshole burned and ached and itched from the sudden entry of the boy's cock. Her plugged ass wiggled and rotated as the grunting youth reamed her out.
"Look at the teacher squirm!" one of the boys said. He was standing over her, beating his big, uncut cock and dripping hot lube on her back. "Split her in half, man, fuck the shit out of her asshole!"
Melanie choked as the cock in her mouth plunged deep into her gullet. A wiry-haired groin ground against her nose, making her snot run. The youth's hairy nuts flapped against her chin, swollen with spunk like the balls of a bull.
"Eat my cock!" the boy growled. "Suck it, teacher, suck it!" He dug his fingernails into Melanie's scalp, held her skull in a fierce grip, plunged his long cock in and out of her throat. "Suck it, eat it!"
Melanie's head spun inside. Her body squirmed, jerked. She hardly knew where she was anymore, or what was happening to her. Spunk ran out of her contracting pussy, dribbling down her inner thighs. A huge cock ploughed out her asshole. An equally huge cock reamed out her throat. Some hot toes started nudging her dangling tits, started tweaking and pinching her nipples. A foot moved up between her legs, its toes sliding in her crotch-slit fucking her clit and cunt.
"Ahhhhhhh!" groaned the boy fucking Melanie's throat. "Eat my cum!" His cock flexed and jerked, hurling hot spunk down Melanie's gullet. "Suck it out!"
Melanie choked, delirious. Grinding her ass in wild circles, fucking the cock in her asshole, fucking the toes in her cunt, she sucked the cock in her mouth and tried to swallow the cum gushing from it. She couldn't swallow fast enough and her mouth overflowed. Hot jism ran down her chin, her neck, her tits. Toes slid in the freshly shot spunk, smearing it onto her nipples. The cock in Melanie's asshole began to ejaculate.
"Ooooooh, take it!" The youth on Melanie's ass collapsed over her, humping in a frenzy as his cock jerked and spurted inside her asshole. He gnawed into the back of her neck like a mating tomcat, grinding his belly against her ass as he shot his spunk up her ass. "Ohhhh mannnn!"
Melanie saw stars. Her body started to jerk, to vibrate, to convulse. Spasms of ecstasy swept through her asshole, her cunt, her tits, her mouth. Her stretched asspucker and stretched lips felt as sensitive as her cuntlips, which were stretched around a boy's big toe as it twisted in her spasming pussyhole. She groaned deep in her throat, her body tingling all over with prickles of electricity.
"When this bitch comes, she has a fit," one of the boys said. "Man, look at her eyes! Makes me wanna beat off just looking at 'em!"
The cocks in Melanie's asshole and throat gave a few last throbs and the last wads of cum oozed into Melanie's shitter and gullet. The two cocks, softening slightly, eased out. As two spent boys fell away from her, three hot, rigid boys fell on her, fighting over her, rubbing their sweaty bodies and burning cocks against her smooth skin. The moonlight pouring down from above and glaring off the lake blinded Melanie and maddened the lusting boys, who rubbed their unwashed balls in her face and licked her ass and tits. After some arguing, they agreed on how all three of them could fuck her at the same time.
One of the boys lay on his back along the pier. He pulled Melanie down on top of him and pushed his cock up between her legs and into her cunt. She lay on him, moaning and delirious as he fucked his cock in and out of her pussy. She rubbed her tits against his chest and kissed him, shoving her tongue into his throat.
"Look at the mink!" one of the onlooking boys said. "She can't get enough cock! She came just a minute ago and now she's crazy for more cock!"
"Here's some more for her," another boy said. He lowered himself on top of her from behind and forced his rigid cock up her asshole. "Ahh yeahhh!"
Melanie writhed, going crazy as she felt two hard cocks snaking in and out of her loins simultaneously, one cock up her asshole, the other cock up her cunt. She wriggled between the two sweaty teenagers, her naked body wedged between theirs, her loins throbbing around both their cocks, her cunt and asshole contracting in unison, pleasuring both cocks at the same time. The two cocks squished in her fuckholes, cum oozing out around both of them.
"Man, this is great!" moaned the boy on top of Melanie. "Fucking a freshly creamed asshole, feeling another guy's cock sliding around in her pussy while I'm screwing her shithole! Ahhhh, yeahhhhh!"
The boy lying under Melanie and working his cock in her pussy agreed.
"Fucking great!" he groaned. "Ohh mannn!"
The third boy got down in front of Melanie, grabbed her head and turned up her face, and forced his uncut, lube-dripping prick into her mouth.
"Eat it, bitch!" He shoved his cock all the way down her throat, mashing her nose to his hairy groin and mashing his balls to her chin. "Suck that big, smelly cock!"
Melanie was in heaven, stuffed with hard dick in three holes at once, surrounded by hot, sweaty male flesh. As she wiggled her tail, fucking the cocks in her asshole and pussy, she sucked with loud, smacking lips on the cock in her mouth. She wanted to taste ball-juice, wanted to feel ball-juice spurt up her asshole and cunt. Writhing, twisting her blonde head, she growled, fucking and sucking, pleasuring herself on three teenage dicks simultaneously.
The two boys watching the action sat on the pier at Melanie's feet and started rubbing their balls and dicks against her holes. Melanie wiggled her toes up against the hot, sweaty crotches of the two boys, against their hairy balls, along their veiny cockshafts. Their moist cockheads burned her toes and dribbled lube between them. Although the boys had shot off only minutes ago, their pricks were hard again and they moaned as they rubbed themselves against Melanie's sexy, toe-wiggling feet and beat themselves off.
For a few moments the night seemed dead silent, the lake perfectly silent and calm, the moonlight suspended silent and motionless over everything, the breeze pausing between breaths. The only sounds--the sounds that drifted off over the silent, moon-burning lake--were the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, cocks squishing in Melanie's cunt and asshole, Melanie's sucking mouth and sucking lips, the grunts and moans and sighs of the five randy teenage boys and of Melanie herself. In the stillness and silence, Melanie listened to all these sounds, listened to the sounds of herself being fucked and enjoyed, and she concentrated on the feelings pulsing through her body.
Fuck me! her mind screamed. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeeee!
All the sounds in the night suddenly came to life again--the wind in the pines, the lake waves lapping at the shore, the croaking of frogs, the excited mutterings of the five lusting boys.
"I ain't never felt so good before," moaned the boy fucking Melanie's asshole. "I ain't never fucked an asshole so tight and hot, or a bitch ass this sexy! This is sure better than fucking some dizzy chick from school! This is a real woman, man!"
"A real bitch!" another boy said.
"Suck that cock!" growled the boy fucking Melanie's mouth. "You like the taste of it, teacher? You like to eat my lube? You wanna suck out my cum? I'll give you some cum, teacher, if you want it! You want it?"
Melanie shook her head, sucking greedily on the swelling, hardening teen cock. She wanted that cum, wanted to feel it streaming hot and creamy down her throat while she sucked the boy's contracting, quivering cylinder of male fuckmeat.
Give it to me! she thought. Shoot it, baby, give it to me! I wanna eat it!
The boy fucking Melanie's mouth started moaning. His head tossed from side to side, his eyes rolling deliriously. His balls swelled against Melanie's chin. He fucked his cock to the hilt down her throat.
"Ahhhh! Take it! Uhhhhh!" His cock flexed powerfully and his cum shot in thick, slimy wads down her gullet. "Drink it, bitch, eat it!"
Melanie gulped, guzzled, sucked, slurped. She didn't want to lose a drop of the youth's spunk load. As hot cum ran down her throat, as the boy's cock flexed and jerked in her mouth, she bobbed her head, sucking like a starving calf. It tasted good--sweet and salty, alkaline-rich. It came in gobs and streams, and Melanie swallowed every drop.
The boy fucking his cock in Melanie's cunt went off next. Grunting, squirming under Melanie, he humped wildly upward and pistoned his spurting cock in Melanie's seething pussy.
"I'm coming!" he gasped. "Oh yeahhh, I'm coming!"
Melanie moaned, wiggling her loins, contracting her cunt around the boy's flexing, squirting cock. She bore down, rubbing her clit against his bone-hard cockshaft, bringing herself to the edge of climax.
The boy on top of Melanie exploded up her asshole.
"Ahhhh!" he bellowed. "Yeahhhhh!"
Letting himself go, he squirmed and humped in a frenzy on top of Melanie, grinding himself against her back and pumping his jism up her asshole. Melanie felt his cock flexing and spurting inside her, and that was all she needed to get off. Her body went into spasms and the boys she was fucking cried out in near pain as her fuckholes sucked their ultra-sensitive cocks.
The two boys rubbing their balls and cocks against Melanie's feet couldn't control themselves as Melanie's toes clutched from her ecstasy. Beating their cocks fiercely, letting Melanie's clutching toes massage their horny nuts, they brought themselves off. Hot jism splashed against Melanie's soles and dribbled between her toes. The feel of fresh spunk running between her toes excited Melanie and renewed her orgasm, and just when she felt her orgasm begin to peter out she was surprised by a fresh round of spasms that brought tears to her eyes and nearly knocked her senseless.
"Goddamnnnnn!" groaned the boy on Melanie's back as her asshole chewed up his cock. "Ohhhhhh, Christ!"
The boy fucking Melanie's cunt whimpered, and his eyes nearly popped out.
When it was all over, the boys uncoupled from Melanie slowly, and with exhausted groans they climbed to their feet. Some of the boys needed help getting up.
Melanie rolled onto her back and lay flat out on the pier, moaning softly, her half-open asshole and cunt oozing cum and still tingling from the fucking they'd been given. Cum dribbled down Melanie's insteps from between her toes. Her tits rose and fell in the moonlight. The night breeze felt refreshingly cool on her sweat-drenched body. She gazed up at the five naked boys and their floppy, dangling, jizz-dripping pricks, at their Lone Ranger masks, and she began to titter, then to giggle, then to laugh.
"What you laughing at, bitch?" said one of the boys.
"What's so funny?" another said.
Melanie couldn't answer. She was laughing too hard. She wasn't sure why she was laughing, anyway. For many reasons. For no reason. She felt crazy.
"Let's piss on her," a boy said, and piss gushed from his fat, hanging cock and splashed in Melanie's face.
Melanie winced as piss splashed in her eyes. She opened her mouth and piss streamed into it. She swallowed, gagging on the first taste. The second swallow didn't taste bad. The third swallow tasted good. She gulped.
Piss streamed from more cocks. Piss splashed on Melanie's tits and belly, splatted against her crotch. Piss fell in hot streams on her legs and feet. Melanie squirmed, moaning, bathing in the hot male piss, drinking as much as she could catch in her gaping mouth. Her right hand slid between her legs. Three fingers slipped up her cunt. She began to beat off furiously as the boys watched her, as the boys pissed on her.
"Goddamn!" said the boy who'd started pissing first. As he watched Melanie, squeezing the last drops of piss from his cock, his cock swelled and hardened and he started beating off. "Man, this is hot!"
The other boys, one by one, milked the last drops of piss from their hardening cocks and started jerking off. Soon all five boys were standing over Melanie, watching her masturbate as she writhed in puddles of their piss. Melanie gazed up at them, looking from one cock to another, listening to the rhythmic slapping of their fists on their pricks, watching their expressions of lust and pleasure. The boys started caressing her with their toes, nudging her tits, tweaking her nipples, shoving their piss-wet toes in her mouth for her to suck. Lube dripped from their cocks as their excitement mounted.
"I can't hold it!" gasped one of the boys, and he started shooting.
Melanie watched his cum spurt, felt it splash on her tits. One of the boys dipped his toes in the cum and shoved the toes into Melanie's mouth, feeding her. Another boy started shooting. Two more boys shot off simultaneously, their cum raining down on Melanie in thick, hot gobs. Melanie twirled her fingers in her pussy and exploded at the same moment as cum began to spurt from the last boy's cock.
"Feels--so--fucking--good!" groaned one of the boys, and Melanie groaned too. "Yesssss! Yessssss!"
They left her lying on her pier in the moonlight, left her rolling in their cum and piss. A few minutes after they'd returned to the cabin for their clothes, Melanie heard the distant sound of a car starting. They'd parked out by the road and had come up her driveway on foot, which is why she hadn't heard them.
Thank God I didn't hear them drive up, Melanie thought. I might have locked the doors. She laughed, licking cum off her tits, off her arms and hands. Five boys can sure put out a lot of spunk, she mused. And a lot of piss too.
CHAPTER TEN
Melanie awoke the next morning with a sore cunt and asshole, and with a tender, overstretched throat, but her first impulse was to masturbate. Despite the soreness of her fuckholes, she found herself in a state of intense horniness. Cum still leaked from her cunt and asshole, and as she walked to the bathroom she squirmed from the sensations as her cum-greased cuntlips squished against each other. She sat on the toilet, rubbing her clit as she pissed and moaned sleepily. Then her eyes fell on the bathroom clock and she panicked. If the cock was right, she'd overslept by hours, and if she didn't hurry, she'd be late for her class.
She dressed without showering, and a few minutes later she was speeding toward town. All she wore were a pair of shorts and a half-open blouse, which she tried to button up as she steered. She arrived at school five minutes late and ran barefoot from her car, through the downstairs hallway of the school, and up the three flights of stairs to her classroom in an isolated wing of the school. When she stepped into the classroom, a boy immediately slipped behind her and shut and locked the classroom door.
The class smirked at her, both the boys and the girls. None of the boys wore shirts. Jack Stone, leaning against the wall near the windows with his arms crossed over his bare chest, pushed away from the wall and swaggered toward Melanie on bare feet. His enormous cock snaked out the leg of his cut-off shorts, swelling and hardening before her eyes and the eyes of the entire class.
"We thought you weren't gonna show up today, teacher," said Jack Stone. His hand moved to his cock and he started sliding his foreskin up and down on the massive, eleven-inch fuckrod. "We thought maybe you chickened out."
"I overslept," Melanie said, her eyes on his cock. As lube oozed from the youth's open pisshole, she licked her lips and salivated.
Jack Stone smiled. "Overslept, huh? Figures. We heard you didn't get to bed till real late, heard you had a party out on your dock."
Melanie glanced at the class. Every last boy and girl was grinning at her wickedly. The room smelled of teenage sweat, of cock and pussy. They'd probably been fucking each other before she'd arrived. Suddenly, the boy who'd locked the door pressed up against Melanie from behind. With a growl, he chewed into the back of her neck, thrust his hands up under her blouse and started squeezing her tits. She felt his hard cock, still in his shorts, rubbing against her ass. She moaned, pressing back against him, thrusting her swelling tits up into his hands.
"What a mink!" Jack Stone said. "Look at her! Hottest bitch teacher this school ever saw."
He moved up in front of Melanie and yanked down her shorts. At the same time, the boy in back of Melanie pulled off her blouse.
Melanie writhed, delirious as the two randy youths stripped her naked in front of the class. All around the room shorts and blouses and T-shirts were being stripped off. Jack Stone and the boy in back of Melanie pulled off their shorts. The entire class was naked. Jack Stone, grinding up against Melanie from the front, shoved his eleven-inch cock up her pussy. From behind, the other boy shoved his cock up her asshole. The two cocks slipped in easily, greased by cocklube, by cum from the boys last night, and by Melanie's own fuckjuices.
"Ohhh yessss!" Melanie groaned, squirming between the two growling, humping youths. "Fuck me! Fuck meeeeee!"
As the two boys fucked Melanie, other boys around the room grabbed girls and started fucking them. Some girls were on their hands and knees, some were standing up and bent over, and some were lying on their backs on the floor with their legs jack-knifed to their tits. The room filled with the sounds of hard cocks squishing in juicy pussies, with the grunts and moans of unbridled teenage lust. The smell of sweaty balls and seething teen pussies rose heavy in the air.
Her arms draped around Jack Stone's neck, Melanie kicked up both her legs and wrapped them around his hips. Jack gripped her asscheeks, spreading them, allowing the boy fucking her asshole to penetrate her even deeper. Fuckjuices oozed from her cunt and asshole, dribbling down the hairy, cum-swollen nuts of the two grunting, thrusting young men.
"I'm gonna pop off in her asshole," moaned the boy fucking Melanie. "You gonna cream her cunt, Jack?"
"Hell no, not yet," Jack Stone said. "I'm gonna save my load a while, see how many pussies I can bang before I just can't hold it anymore."
"Shit, I can't hold it another second!" The boy fucking Melanie's ass started to shake. His cock jerked in Melanie's asshole and started to spurt. "Ohhhhh yeahhhhhh!"
He crushed Melanie tight, working his cock in and out of her tight, rhythmically squeezing asshole, fucking his jism into her guts.
"Squirt it!" Melanie gasped. "I love it! It's so hot!"
"I love your ass!" growled the spurting youth. "I could shoot off in your tight ass forever!"
He delivered a half-dozen spurts, humped her ass until he'd milked all the pleasure from his cock, then pulled out.
Cum dripped from Melanie's open asshole and air licked the tingling edges of her pucker rings. Suddenly a new boy was behind Melanie, squatting slightly and licking out her asshole as he jerked himself off. His tongue slipped deep inside her, and Melanie's asshole tightened around his tongue. Jack Stone continued to fuck her cunt as the growling teenager behind her rimmed and sucked her hot female shithole.
"Mmn, honey, lick me!" Melanie purred. She watched over her shoulder as the hungry boy rubbed his nose in her asscleft and wiggled his tongue in her asshole. She wiggled her ass rubbing it in the boy's face.
The boy's eyes, glazed over with lust, rolled back in their sockets and he started to shoot off. His tongue quivered electrically in Melanie's asshole.
"Mmmmnnn!" he groaned.
"Oh, honey, shoot that stuff!" Melanie panted. "Squirt it all over!"
She loved to watch boys shoot off, loved to watch jism spurt from the pissholes of their quivering, contracting cocks.
The ass-rimming boy shot off all over Jack Stone's shins and feet, and when the boy finally squeezed out the last of his spunk and pulled his tongue out of Melanie's asshole, Jack Stone yanked his prick out of Melanie's cunt and set her down.
"Lick off my feet!" Jack Stone ordered. "Clean off the jizz!"
Melanie crouched like a cat at Jack's feet and did as he'd ordered, masturbating herself as she licked the juicy wads of cum off Jack's shins, insteps, and toes. Jack lifted his feet one at a time and Melanie sucked his toes clean. When Melanie rose to her knees to suck his cock, Jack banged her across the face a few times with his massive, cunt-wet cock and pushed her away.
"Later, cocksucker," he said. "I know what kind of mouth you got, teacher. You'll have me coming in ten seconds if I let you blow me."
He rubbed some cocklube onto Melanie's lips, teasing her, then swaggered away, his prick itching for some fresh pussy.
"You can blow me now," a boy said, and before Melanie could even see who the new boy in front of her was she found her mouth stuffed with his hard teen cock. He gripped her by the hair and started jerking her head, working her mouth and throat on his randy prick.
Melanie held his slender hips, guiding the rhythm of his thrusting, taking his long cock down her throat again and again. She loved the feel of his cock-veins rippling against her stretched lips, loved the raunchy smell of his hairy groin and sweaty balls. He had a line of dark fur running from his groin to his navel, which turned Melanie on. She nuzzled his hard belly and smacked her lips around his sliding, throat-stuffing cock.
"Ahhhh, yeahhhhhhh, suck it!" the boy groaned, and Melanie realized she still hadn't bothered to look at his face to see who she was blowing. She didn't care who he was. All she cared about was his big, juicy, slippery cock. She growled, sucking it vigorously, hungry for the youth's load of fuck-cream.
"Lick behind the knob!" the boy moaned, and Melanie slurped at his pleasure-strand. His cock swelled, growing harder, quivering, bucking. Suddenly, jism splashed against Melanie's tonsils. "Ahhhhhh!"
Melanie guzzled cum, thrilled to the feel of the quivering flexing prick spurting off in her mouth. She sucked to the rhythm of the boy's ejaculations, giving him such pleasure that he whimpered as if with pain. His hairy balls throbbed and squirmed against her chin as she sucked the entire length of his squirting cock, which was buried down her throat.
When the boy pulled his cock out of Melanie's mouth and pushed her away, she had a few moments to look around the room and see what was going on elsewhere. Jack Stone had lined up all the girls side by side on the floor on their hands and knees. Their young asses waved in the air, pussies half open and dribbling fuckjuices, pink assholes twitching between parted asscheeks. The pussy fur of most of the girls matched the color of the hair on their heads--brunette, blonde, black, strawberry.
"I'm gonna fuck 'em all," Jack Stone said, wielding his eleven-inch cock and dropping to his knees behind the first girl in line. The little redhead gasped as Jack stuffed his entire cock up her pussy from behind. She squirmed, wiggling her ass and rubbing her clit with her fingers as Jack humped her from behind.
All the boys had gathered around, watching the biggest, huskiest, best-endowed boy in the class ream out the cunt of the gasping young redhead. The boys all rubbed their cocks, played with their balls, worked foreskins up and down. It was apparent they were waiting for Jack to get done with the line-up of girls so they could take their own turns humping the dozen or so female asses.
"Tight pussy!" Jack Stone grunted, his eyes rolling with pleasure, all the muscles of his massive body contracting as he repeatedly screwed his prong into the squirming young bitch.
"Fuck her, Jack!" growled one of the boys. "Make it come out her mouth!"
"Yeah!" several of the other boys muttered, beating their cocks to the rhythm of Jack's fucking.
Mark Kelly glanced away from the action and spotted Melanie sitting on the floor beating off her pussy as she played voyeur. He swaggered over to her and rubbed his naked, moist donghead all over her face and lips. Melanie tasted his cocklube and moaned. She tried to suck him, but he wouldn't let her. Instead, he dragged her by the hair, making her crawl on her hands and knees, until she was lined up with the other girls--the last female in line that Jack Stone would fuck.
Melanie could hardly control herself. Like several of the girls, she shoved her hand up between her legs and rubbed her clit as she waited to be fucked. The sight of all the naked girls with their upturned asses and hanging tits turned her on. The sight of Jack Stone's humping ass turned her on. The sight of all the boys gathered close around, hands jerking on cocks, fucklube dripping, sweat dribbling down muscular flanks--turned her on. She was dying to suck some more cock. Reaching up, she nabbed the closest cock to her and yanked on it until its owner was kneeling in front of her. He stuffed his cock down her throat and Melanie cooed, sucking with satisfaction.
As Jack Stone yanked his cock out of one girl and moved over to mount the next girl in line, several boys, excited by the sight of Melanie sucking cock, got down on their knees in front of girls and shoved cocks in open, waiting mouths. Since there were more boys than girls in the class, every girl managed to get a cock down her throat, and every girl sucked greedily. Jack Stone pulled out of one cunt and rammed his dripping prick up another. One of the boys jumped on the ass of the girl Jack had just screwed--the redhead--and stuffed his cock up her asshole instead of up her cunt. The redhead squirmed, groaning deep in her cock-stuffed throat as one boy fucked her mouth and another boy fucked her asshole.
Jack Stone, humping the second girl in line, spotted the boy next to him assfucking the redhead and immediately pulled his cock out of the pussy of the girl he was fucking and forced it up her tight, twitching asshole. The girl instantly started to jerk and quiver, and Melanie could tell she was having an orgasm. Jack Stone fucked her until her eyes nearly popped out, then pulled out and moved over to the next girl in line, ramming his cock directly up this girl's asshole without bothering to fuck her cunt first.
Melanie couldn't wait to get fucked. She wished Jack would hurry, and she prayed he wouldn't lose his load up some little slut's asshole or cunt before he got to her. She wanted to feel him spurt off inside her. She knew she could bring him off in seconds if he'd just shove his eleven inches in one of her fuckholes.
The cock in Melanie's mouth slipped out. The boy she'd been sucking moved over to shove his cock into the mouth of the next girl in line. All the boys had pulled their cocks out of one female mouth and shoved it into the next female mouth in line. Meanwhile, behind the cock-sucking girls, Jack Stone was mounted on his fifth female ass, and other boys were humping away at the asses of the girls Jack had already fucked. One of the fucking boys rammed pussy, then pulled out and rammed asshole, then pulled out and rammed more pussy. The smell of smouldering female assholes and pussies rose in the air as hard cocks screwed.
Jack Stone fucked each new girl in line with fewer thrusts than he'd fucked the previous girl. His balls, drenched with pussycream, had swollen larger than eggs, and his cock appeared even longer and thicker than its touted eleven inches.
Hold it, Jack, Melanie prayed. Don't come. Save it for me. The boy's cock looked ready to explode each time he pulled it out of one girl and cooled it for a few seconds in the air before plugging it into a new girl. Pussycream dripped from the veiny fucktool like frosting.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Jack Stone mounted Melanie. His arm-long, arm-thick cock plunged to the hilt up her asshole. Beating off her pussy, Melanie churned her ass and contracted her asshole. Jack gripped her ass and slammed into her bunghole, fucking his cock in to the hilt again and again. Melanie tightened her ass even more, trying to skin his cock alive. His enormous, spunk-heavy balls flogged her crotch. His rock-hard abdomen pounded her ass. His fingernails sank into her flesh.
"Oh Jack!" Melanie gasped. "Give it to me! Cream me, baby! Blow my ass off!"
"Yeahhhhh!" Jack bellowed. "Take it! Ahhhhhh!"
His cock flexed, nearly lifting Melanie's knees off the ground, and sizzling snakes of his jism hurtled and splashed in the depths of Melanie's bowels.
Melanie was in ecstasy. Jack had fucked a dozen girls in the last several minutes, but now she was the one privileged to take his cum. Thank you! she felt like saying, but instead she groaned, fucking her asshole on Jack's ramming, spurting cock and pounding away between her legs with her right hand. As Jack's cock flexed and shot in her asshole, Melanie brought herself off. Her cuntjuice gushed onto Jack's hairy, contracting nuts as her pussy exploded with wave after wave of spasms.
"Oh, Jack!" she gasped. "I'm coming, baby, fuck me! God yesssss!"
Despite her orgasmic delirium, Melanie heard the cries of other girls in the throes of orgasm as grunting boys injected them with hot jism. She glanced down the line-up of girls and saw girls' eyes rolled back with ecstasy. Mounted on each girl's ass was a humping, groaning boy, and the eyes of several of these boys were rolled back, too, as they fired spunk into the girls.
Jack Stone pulled his cock out of Melanie's asshole and immediately another boy hopped on her ass to stuff his cock up her cum-oozing shitter. As the new boy humped, his cock made wild squishing sounds in her freshly creamed asshole, and Jack Stone's spunk bubbled out around the shaft of his sliding prong, running down Melanie's cunt-furrow and dripping from the youth's balls. Within seconds, the new boy was spurting his own load of jism up Melanie's asshole, and Melanie tightened her asshole and wiggled her ass excitedly, helping to milk out his spunk.
"Uhhhh!" the boy grunted, humping and shooting. "Yeahhh, uhhhh!"
Melanie wanted all the boys to shoot off inside her and suddenly she felt jealous of the girls. She wished she could snap her fingers and make all the girls disappear so that only she and the fifteen or so boys would be alone together in the classroom. Just her and fifteen randy teen cocks. The thought of it nearly made her come again.
A fresh cock slipped inside Melanie, this one up her cunt. As the new boy fucked her, he twisted a few fingers up her reamed-out, jism-oozing asshole. She glanced at the boy over her shoulder, smiling at him seductively and licking her lips. His eyes glazed over and rolled back. He fell forward over her, grinding his cock in her pussy and rubbing his stomach against her upturned ass. He groaned loudly and gnawed into her upper back as he pumped his cum up her churning, squeezing twat.
"Oh, darling!" Melanie sighed, gasping with each hot squirt of jism into her pussy. She reached back over her shoulder with one hand and stroked the head of the whimpering, pleasure-stoned youth. "Yes, baby, shoot it!"
I'm going to have a party, Melanie thought. And all the boys will be invited, but none of the girls. We'll all be naked. I'll serve beer. Boys get wild when they have beer. And they'll fuck me all night--all of them.
She imagined cocks rubbing under her arms, between her tits, against her nipples, between her legs and feet. She imagined herself lying under a pile of naked boys, fifteen horny boys rutting at her, cum squirting hot and slick, cum drenching her from head to toe. She would lie in her bathtub and the boys would jack off on her, filling the tub with their jism, and she would bathe in it, soak in it until it was coming out her ears.
I'm such a slut! she thought. Jesus God, I'm terrible! What if somebody caught me fucking all these boys? What if somebody could read these thoughts I'm having?
At that moment, the door from the storeroom swung open and somebody stepped into the classroom.
"Well, well, what have we here?" said a voice familiar to everybody, and in seconds the classroom fell dead silent.
Cocks slipped out of cunts. Boys tried to hide their rampant cocks with their hands. Melanie plopped her naked ass on the floor and sat cross-legged, cum leaking out of her asshole and pussy. All the girls groaned, not daring to turn around and face the intruder.
"Quite a show you and your class have been putting on, Miss Campbell," the principal said.
"Mr. Smith, you've been spying on us!" Melanie said, outraged at the idea of anyone, even the principal, spying on her and her class. He'd been watching from the dark storeroom adjacent to the classroom, through the very same window Melanie had used for her voyeurism the first few days of class.
"Miss Campbell, do I detect an accusatory tone in your voice?" said Bill Smith, shaking his head. "My dear, that simply won't do. Not after what I've just caught you doing. My my!"
"So, what do you intend to do now, Mr. Smith?" asked Melanie. Despite her vulnerable position, she felt bold.
"This is quite serious," the principal said. "I'm afraid I must take severe disciplinary measures."
The class groaned.
"Ain't none of us gonna graduate now!" muttered one of the boys.
"I must take drastic disciplinary measures," repeated the principal. He swung shut the door.
Then, as the entire class watched, he unzipped his dress trousers and pulled out his rigid, lube-dripping cock.
"You girls stay just like that," he said, "with your pretty tails turned up in the air."
The paunchy principal crossed the room, his stiff dick wagging like a tail from his open fly, and he dropped down behind the first girl in line, the redhead. His cock snaked up her cunt and he sighed.
"This isn't the first time I've fucked you, my dear, is it?"
"Uh-uh," the redhead said, shaking her head, her eyes rolling with pleasure as the principal screwed her.
"And it won't be the first time I've fucked any one of these other beauties, either," proclaimed the lecherous man as he fucked away, reaming out teen pussy. "And it won't be the last time either! That's for damned sure!"
The girls all looked at each other and giggled.
"Horny bastard!" muttered one of the boys. "I bet there ain't been a girl who ever went to this school who ain't took a swing on that horny cock!"
The principal glanced at the boy. "Watch your language, young man. As for your theory, however, you could very well be correct."
The principal stripped off his tie and shirt, then undid his belt and lowered his pants. He had to slip his cock out of the redhead in order to take off his boxer shorts. Stark naked, he remounted the redhead, this time slipping his cock up her asshole. One of the boys, smiling gleefully, started to climb aboard one of the other girls, but the principal stopped him with a sound of warning.
"All of these beauties are mine now," the principal said. "You men can have them again when I'm through with them--which might well be hours--but until then, they're all mine. In the meantime, I'm sure Miss Campbell will be thrilled to take care of your evil desires. Isn't that right, Miss Campbell."
"Come on, boys," Melanie said. She gave the principal a smile that said, how can I ever repay you? And the look the principal gave her back said, I'll find a way, my dear, just you wait.
At the front of the room, in front of her desk, Melanie knelt on the floor, reaching out for rampant, cunt-wet cocks, which she caught and pulled toward her. Several of the boys hadn't managed to get their rocks off before the principal's interruption, and now they were anxious to unload. Melanie took their cocks into her mouth one at a time, sucking greedily, licking out pissholes, massaging nuts as she sucked. Boys pressed around her, rubbing their hot cockheads against her cheeks, reaching down to play with her tits. A boy knelt behind her, embraced her around the waist, and wiggled his cock up into her asshole. Another boy crawled among the legs of the other boys so he could get at Melanie's pussy with his tongue. He slurped at her cunt, paying special attention to her clit.
Melanie groaned with satisfaction. This job teaching the art class had turned out even better than she'd imagined in her wildest, most far-out daydreams. She'd hoped to see some hard young dick. She'd hoped maybe even to get her hands on a few. She'd dreamed about having an affair with a horny young student. Well, here she was, on her knees, swarmed upon by at least fifteen horny young men with rigid pricks and spunk-filled balls.
"Ahhhhh, drink it!"
A cock flexed in Melanie's mouth and she gulped. Jizz trickled from one corner of her mouth as the spurting teenager slid his cock between her lips. She was still licking his cum off her lips when a fresh cock slipped into her throat and new hands grabbed her head.
Melanie writhed, her eyes rolling deliriously, her tits being pinched and squeezed by hot, sticky hands. Hairy balls flapped against her chin. A hot cock pistoned in her asshole. The boy sucking her pussy got his teeth around her clit, grating it gently, torturing it with his tongue. Fingers pinched Melanie's nipples and her eyes rolled back. She shuddered as spasms gnawed through her. As she was coming--with one boy sucking her clit and another boy fucking her mouth--the cock in her asshole started to spurt. She tightened her asshole, delighting in the feel of cum squirting into her bowels.
"I'm coming!" groaned the boy shooting spunk in her asshole.
Then the boy fucking her mouth gasped: "I'm coming!"
And cum splashed against her tonsils. A big cock bucked and quivered in her mouth. Cum ran down her throat. She sucked, moaning and guzzling.
Hands pulled her up, laid her across her desk. As the boys positioned Melanie for more fucking, she glimpsed Bill Smith, his fat ass jiggling as he fucked away at the wiggling rump of a blonde nymphette. The girls were all watching the principal, all of them jerking off their horny pussies as they awaited their turn with him. He was a paunchy, half-bald, middle-aged man, but all the girls seemed to want his cock as badly as they'd wanted the cocks of the boys. One girl reached over behind him, caressing his back and ass as he fucked and screwed. The girl on the other side of him started caressing him too, and then, within seconds, all the girls were surrounding him, rubbing against him, feeding him their tits, shoving their pussies and asses in his face, letting him eat them and finger-fuck them as he continued to assfuck the girl he was mounted on.
Lying across her desk, her head hanging off one side of it, her legs hanging off the other side, Melanie opened her mouth and took a huge cock down her throat. Balls rubbed in her eyes. A boy moved up between her legs and shoved his cock up her pussy. Boys lifted her legs, stroking and kissing them, licking and kissing her feet, sucking on her clutching toes. Boys leaned over her and sucked her nipples. She reached out, her hands closing around two thick, veiny cocks. After only a few tugs, one of the cocks started spurting into her arm. Suddenly, the cock in her throat started spurting. Melanie jerked her hand, smacked her lips, groaned and cooed, sucked and swallowed. She felt like a fuck-machine. Her body moved mechanically, spontaneously, pleasuring cocks, pleasuring herself.
She heard Bill Smith grunting with pleasure as he shot his cum into the body of a girl. She heard him slurping and sucking, eating out pussy and ass.
Animal! Melanie thought. Almost as bad as I am!
The cock in Melanie's cunt shot off. Melanie tightened her legs around her fucker, rubbing her clit against his sliding cock. She came as he was still shooting, and while she was coming, jism from another boy splashed on her cheek and tits.
This is it! Melanie thought. This is what I want. And she promised herself she would have that party soon. Just her and the boys, and any young male friends they cared to bring along. If it worked out--and she knew it would--she'd have a party once a week--or twice a week--or more.
