None of us are quite what we seem to be. Hidden deep beneath the surface of even the most timid individual is a full complement of churning desire which, if allowed to take control could change that same seemingly shy person into someone else entirely.
Vicky Wilson is a woman suddenly out of control. A soft spoken English teacher in a high school, she discovers a hidden passion that drives her to sample the manhood of one of her students. From that point on she is on a collision course with disaster, but there is nothing she can do to stop herself. Her degraded life becomes entangled with others in the grip of similar lusts, and she finds herself dragged down until nothing in her life is the same as it once was.
RAPED TEACHER - the story of a woman caught up in passions she cannot understand. An eye-opening tale of degradation for those who look, but refuse to see.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Vicky Wilson sat at her desk in the English class. She had been sitting there for an hour. She wanted to cry, but she was still in a state of shock. An hour earlier she had gotten a phone call from the police. She was coldly told that her boyfriend had been in a car wreck and had just died.
Vicky felt as if her life was over.
Danny had been more than just her boyfriend. He was the boy she was going to marry in two weeks. He was going to be her husband, the man she had chosen to live her life with.
Vicky couldn't help but remember the night before when Danny had tried to take her virginity. He had gotten her blouse off and he had been trying to take her bra off. Her large, grapefruit-shaped tits had been swollen and achy, but she wasn't that kind of girl. She had kept Danny from going any further.
Now she wished she'd allowed Danny to have her.
Vicky's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her door. She didn't have to say anything, for a moment later the door opened and one of her young students came in. Ricky Crawford was one of those young men who constantly get crushes on teachers.
Vicky was his fantasy this year.
"Miss Wilson?" he asked. "Miss Wilson, are you all right? You've been here a long time?"
Vicky remembered that Ricky usually waited outside her door every day. He would watch her walk up the hall. She usually felt a little pleased that this young man could get worked up by her.
Today she thought she wasn't in the mood for him, and she almost sent him away. But there was something about his pale blue eyes that stopped her. Ricky's eyes were a lot like Danny's.
"I'm all right," Vicky said. "Just a little lonely. Would you like to come in and talk?"
"Sure," Ricky answered.
Ricky shut the door and Vicky started to tell him not to close it. But then she shrugged her shoulders.
There wouldn't be anybody else in the school until the custodian came. Nobody was going to wonder why she broke a school rule by being alone in a classroom with a male student.
Ricky sat on the desk in the front row. He could feel his heart hammering as he got so close to the woman of his dreams. He couldn't begin to count the times he'd beat his meat while thinking about the beautiful woman with all that long black hair and the body that caused his eyes to nearly pop out. Just looking at her huge tits nearly bursting out of her usual frilly blouse was enough to make Ricky ache all over.
"What do you want to talk about?" Ricky asked.
"Let's talk about you," Vicky said. "How have you been doing in the rest of your classes?"
"Pretty good, I guess," Ricky said.
Vicky didn't know why she did it except that she knew it was something Ricky was silently begging her to do. She got up and walked around to the front of her desk. She lifted herself up on it and crossed her long, tanned legs. She was wearing stockings, although her legs didn't need them. She could see Ricky licking his lips.
"You don't get along well with all the rest of your classmates do you, Ricky?" she said. "No," Ricky said.
"Why not?"
"They act like children. They don't know how to act like an adult."
"Aren't you a little young to be growing up?" Vicky asked.
"I'm older than I look," Ricky said. "My father was a serviceman and we went all over the world when I was young. I got a lot more experience than most young boys."
Vicky knew he was coming on to her. He was trying to impress her with how much of an adult he was.
Vicky didn't know why she was playing a flirting game with this young man. Perhaps because he reminded her of Danny.
"Then I bet you've known a lot of girls?" Vicky asked.
"I've known a few," Ricky answered honestly. "But the girls here aren't as nice as the ones overseas.
They know how to make a man happy."
"And how is that?" Vicky asked.
"Well," Ricky answered, after thinking for a moment. "They know how to kiss a lot better."
"Now I can't believe that," Vicky said. "You just haven't met the right girl over here."
"Maybe," Ricky said. "Maybe you know how to kiss a lot better than those girls." Vicky knew that things were fast getting out of hand. For some reason she didn't care. She felt like she was drunk. She was having fun. Besides, what harm could it do? She would stop things from going very far.
Vicky was close enough so that all she had to do was bend over and kiss his mouth. She was going to make it a quick, teasing kiss, but Ricky took care of that. His hands twisted in her hair and he wouldn't let her raise her head. His lips felt hot and hard. She had never felt such hunger in a man's mouth before. It was a few seconds before he released her. She was breathing quickly.
"My God," she said softly.
Things might have stopped right then if Ricky hadn't been so quick to take advantage of her shock. He was somehow on the desk beside her with his arm around her shoulders. He was kissing her again.
This time his kiss was a little more gentle, but the hunger was still there. His hands were in her thick black hair and he was gently running his fingers up and down the strands.
She broke away. "Ricky, don't. Don't do this. We mustn't."
"You want to," he said.
It was crazy. She hadn't meant for anything like this to happen. She kept trying to break away as his arms went around her and he was forcing her backwards. He pressed her against the hard desk and put one leg over hers. He kissed her mouth again. This time she felt the touch of his tongue.
She had made out with Danny many times and usually it had taken him a long time to make her feel like she was feeling now. Her body was responding to the young man. She could feel her heart pounding and her breath was coming quickly.
"Please, don't," she begged. "Don't do this to me!"
But Ricky must have known that he had her feeling weak. He kissed all over her face. She could feel the wet warmth of his tongue against her cheek. He licked her like a puppy.
Somehow her mouth opened wider. She felt the whole length of his tongue stabbing into her mouth.
She had tongue-kissed before, but never with such animal savagery. She felt like screaming with pleasure.
She could feel his knee rubbing the inside of her silky thigh. His tongue seemed to thrust deeper into her mouth. She found herself rubbing her tongue against his. She knew she was going out of her mind. She knew she couldn't let this happen.
But it was happening.
He rolled on top of her and her legs went wider. Her skirt was sliding high up her creamy thighs until the hem was at her pink panties. She tried to pull it down, but his hand caught hers in a steely grip.
He pulled her hand away and his hand went between her legs. She had never had anyone touch her cunt before. She could feel a shiver of excitement running through her body. His hand cupped her pussymound. She could feel the feverish heat of his fingers even through the material. Again, she tried to twist away from him, but his fingers kept up a steady pressure.
She felt her pussy-lips getting puffy. It was a sign that she was really getting turned on. She had never gotten this way with a boy before. While she had been growing up, she had used her fingers on her hot fuck-box and she knew the first signs of arousal.
"Oh, stop," she moaned. "Stop this. You're just a boy. You can't do this!"
His mouth covered hers and stopped her from talking. His tongue began to thrust very quickly in and out of her mouth. His free hand kept stroking her hair and the side of her face. She felt like his fingers were burning her.
"I don't want this to happen," she moaned. "I don't. But you're making me so hot!" She wasn't trying to fight him anymore. Her body was burning with desire. Her ass was slowly rotating to the feel of his fingers against her burning cunt. She was spreading her legs wider and her tongue was thrusting hard against his.
"Oh, baby," he moaned. "Baby, that's nice!"
He kissed her throat and the tops of her shoulders. She felt his hand at the top button of her blouse and she knew what he was going to do. She didn't care. She didn't resist as he opened her blouse all the way down the front. He pulled the two halves of her blouse apart and raised his head to take a good look at her magnificent tits.
She had felt wicked that morning and she had put on one of her sexiest bras. It was a pink thing that was so skimpy that it barely contained her twin peaks. Her creamy flesh was bursting over the tops of her bra cups, almost like they were ready to spring forth once her bra clasps were undone.
"God, what a pair," Ricky said. "I've always dreamed about seeing them like this. God, what a pair of tits!"
She closed her eyes as he reached behind her back and she felt him fumbling with her bra hooks. She wouldn't help him, but she couldn't refuse him. It seemed like hours before he got them undone. He gave a soft sigh of pleasure as he pulled the bra away from her creamy peaks.
"You beautiful fucking bitch," he told her. "You're the best-looking woman I've ever seen. The girls in the magazines don't have tits like yours!"
He still had one hand rubbing between her legs but he used his other hand to cup one of her big, hot tits. He squeezed it hard. She could feel the ripples of pleasure spreading over her body. He moved his rough thumb over the nipple.
"It's getting hard," he said. '"I bet you like this!"
He kept moving his thumb back and forth over her nipple until it felt hard as rock. She felt like screaming. Especially when he lowered his head and she felt his hot breath blowing against her hot tittyflesh.
"Has anyone ever played with your tits this way?" he asked.
"No," she answered honestly. "You're the very first!"
"And I bet nobody's ever done this," he said.
He moved his head closer and she felt his tongue licking her hard nipple. It made her body quiver. She had never expected to feel anything that made her feel so excited. She gasped for breath and she heard him laughing. He knew that she loved it.
He moved his mouth to her other tender tit. He took her whole nipple in his mouth. He bit down on it gently and she could feel the pleasure ache in her cunt. She pushed her pussy at his fingers.
"That feels so good!" she cried.
He sucked harder at her sweet flesh. He had half her tit in his wet mouth and he was sucking like a baby.
She had her fingers in his thick hair and she was stroking him. It felt so good. She was no longer worried about anyone discovering them. All she cared about were the sweet sensations of pleasure.
He started moving his mouth from one succulent tit to the other. His tongue moved over her aching flesh wildly. He was heating her up to a fever pitch. She couldn't ever remember being this hot before.
She wasn't surprised when she felt his hand moving farther up her body and touching the top of her panties. She knew what had to come next. She tried to will herself to stop him, but she had no strength left. His fingers slipped inside her panties and touched her silky pubic hairs.
"You shouldn't," she moaned. "You really shouldn't."
"You know you want me," he said.
His entire hand went into her panties and she felt his fingers against her pussy-lips. She gasped as one of his fingers slipped between her puffy cunt-lips. She had a man's finger inside her. She moved her hips faster as his finger started working in and out of her cunt. She felt the tip of his finger rub against her clit. Her ass came off the desk quickly as a quick spasm of fire shot through her cunt. Another finger stabbed into her hot cunt.
He moved his head back up and his mouth covered hers again. He started thrusting his tongue into her mouth as quickly as his fingers thrust into her pussy.
His free hand was once again cupping her tit. He squeezed roughly but she didn't care. She needed him to treat her rough. She needed to be dominated as she never had been before.
"I'm hard as hell," Ricky said. "You've really got me turned on, baby. Feel me!"
He didn't ask her. It was a demand. He grabbed her hand and forced it down between his legs. She felt the hard bulge in his trousers. She tried to jerk her hand away but he brought it back again. Her fingertips started moving up and down the length of his hard cock.
"You like that, honey?" he asked. "You like feeling my hard cock?"
"It's the first one I've ever touched," she said.
"Good," Ricky said. "Before I'm done with you, you're going to learn a lot about cocks. My cock, especially."
He was pulling at her panties. She lifted her ass and let him pull her panties down her long, shapely legs.
She kicked them off. She was left in only her skirt and knee-high stockings. He didn't bother taking off anything else.
His hand was back between her legs again. She felt three of his fingers roughly thrusting into her pussy.
He rammed them in and out until her pussy was wet and ready.
He reached down and unbuckled his belt. He pulled at his trousers until his zipper came down. He had his trousers down around his knees. She was holding her breath as he kicked off his trousers. His shorts felt sticky as she ran her fingers over the bulge of his cock.
He started quickly pulling his shorts down his hairy legs. He kicked them off and forced her hand to his hard cock. For the first time, her fingers touched a man's naked cock. She found herself wrapping her fingers around his hard prick.
"It's big," she moaned. "It's bigger than I thought."
"You thought I was just a kid," he said. "You never thought I'd have a cock like this!" His ass was moving and his cock was being drawn back and forth in the circle of her tight fingers. Suddenly, she understood why his shorts had been so sticky. She could feel his jism soaking her fingers.
He took her hand away and he moved up her body. She felt his bloated cock-head rubbing wetly against the insides of her thighs. He moved farther and his cock was in her pubic hair.
"I'm going to fuck you, teacher," Ricky moaned. "I've been wanting to fuck you since I first put eyes on those big tits and that pretty ass of yours. I've been dying to put it to you!" She knew she couldn't have made him stop even if she'd wanted him to. And she didn't want him to. She had never wanted anything as much as she wanted Ricky's hard cock.
He pressed a little harder. She felt his cockhead at her cunt. She had trouble holding herself still as his cock-head popped easily into the lips of her pussy. She tried to pull away from him, but his hands went underneath her to cup her asscheeks. He held her asscheeks tightly as he pushed harder with his cock.
She felt his cock-head go all the way inside and press against her virgin walls.
"Oh, baby," he moaned. "You're tight! You're so fucking tight!"
He thrust hard and she felt her pussy-walls ripping apart and his stiff cock was sliding inside her. She moaned as she felt his fat prick filling her. She hadn't believed he could get all his thick cock-pole into her, but she could feel every inch of it.
His hands kept squeezing her ass while he began to move in and out of her pussy. He started off gently.
His thrusts were slow and deep. She could feel the ridge of his cock-head rubbing against her slit at each thrust. It was like a little spark of electricity went through her body each time.
At first she had been sore, but his slow, steady pace loosened her pussy enough so that it no longer felt uncomfortable. She began to feel his balls slapping against her a little faster.
"You're fucking me," she whispered, lifting up and rubbing her tits against his chest. "Oh, yes, I've needed this so long!"
She was starting to lose control of herself. She could feel every inch of his cock pulsating wildly. It matched the hammering fever of her heart. She found herself moving her ass in response to his deep fucking thrusts.
She hardly thought about what she was doing as she raised her legs and locked them around his back.
His cock was getting into her deeper. She knew she would have made a lewd picture for anyone coming in the door, but she no longer gave a damn about anything but his hard cock in her hungry pussy.
"Give it to me hard," she moaned. "Jesus, give it to me hard!"
It was enough to make Ricky lose control. He suddenly started slamming his fat cock into her. His hard thrusts made the desk shake. He bent his head down and started kissing her mouth again. She pushed her tongue into his mouth. She clawed his back with her fingers until she knew she was drawing blood.
Ricky didn't mind. It only seemed to make him want to drive his rigid prick into her faster. Her pussy was really wet, now. His cock was making squishing noises as he fucked her.
She had to break the kiss as her breath started coming a little faster. She could actually feel his prick growing inside her and she knew it was getting close to his time to come. She felt the ripples of pleasures growing in her belly and she knew he wouldn't come too soon.
"I've needed this so long," she moaned. "Give it to me good! Fuck me like a whore! Fuck your teacher like a whore!"
She just couldn't believe she was saying and doing these things with Ricky. Surely she had gone crazy.
She was fucking him like a wild woman. She was so turned on that she could feel her spit wetting her mouth and dribbling on her chin - and she didn't care what she looked like.
"I'm coming," she screamed. "Coming. I've waited so long. It's been so long for me! Oh, fuck me, Ricky.
Fuuuuuuuck!"
She screamed in pleasure and nearly shook him off her pussy as her body exploded in spasms of pleasure. She clamped her legs tighter around his body as she rode his cock by sliding her ass back and forth along her desk.
It felt so good that she hated for the last pleasure-spasm to go through her body. "Now, teacher," he said. "Now it's my turn. Now I'm going to shoot my fucking cum in your pussy!"
He had slowed down a little when she had started coming. Now he started pounding her pussy again. He was slamming his prick into her as hard as he could. She gasped each time she felt the brutal thrust of his cock.
"I'm going to come all inside you," he grunted. "I'm going to shoot your fucking hole full of cum!"
He fucked faster and faster. She felt shocked by the first wet feeling of his lubricating cream leaking inside her. His pre-cum was mixing with her juices and making it easier for him to stuff her pussy full of his cock.
"Here it fucking comes," he groaned. "I've got a river for you, baby! I'm going to fill your pussy! I'm going to shoot it inside you! I'm going to fucking shoot it! Christ, oh, Christ!"
His fingers clawed at her asscheeks as he drove his cock deep inside her cunt. She felt her body jerk as his prick exploded with thick spurts of jism. She felt it splashing off her cunt-walls and leaking out of her cunt to wet the inner part of her thighs.
He pulled his cock out and rammed it into her again. He made her gasp with surprise as she felt more of his cum shooting into her pussy.
Ricky had been right. It felt like he had a gallon of cum in his heavy balls. He kissed her again, and she felt his prick growing soft and slipping out of her. He wasn't satisfied with that. He got off the desk and walked around to where her head rested on the desk.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"You got me all wet," Ricky said. "It's only fair that you should dry me off."
Ricky took some thick strands of her black hair and wiped his cock clean. She could feel the sticky texture of her hair as he released her head. She could also smell his cock aroma.
"Oh, God," she said. "What have I done?"
"What a woman was meant to do," Ricky answered.
CHAPTER TWO
Vicky was ashamed of what had happened, and she was determined that it would not happen again.
After school the next afternoon, she was ready to tell Ricky that nothing could ever happen between them again. But Ricky wasn't there.
In fact, Ricky didn't wait on her after school for the rest of the week.
Vicky couldn't understand it. She had expected Ricky to come around panting like a bull in heat. In fact, she had expected more of Ricky's attention in class. But Ricky acted like nothing had happened between them.
It drove Vicky crazy and it made something happen inside her. She started wondering if she had been so bad at fucking that Ricky hadn't enjoyed it. He acted like he had, but now she was wondering.
It was Vicky who was waiting on the young boy after school on Friday afternoon. Vicky had gotten out of her class early just to be able to catch him at the door. He was with a couple of his friends, but Vicky knew no shame as she approached him in the hall. She could feel the other two boys watching her as she went up to Ricky. She wondered if Ricky had told them what had happened.
"I have to talk to you," she said. "Sure," he said. "Go ahead."
"Not here," she said. "Someplace private." He looked at her with a leer. "Sure. Why don't you give me a ride home in your pretty sports car?"
Vicky sighed. She knew it would look funny to any of the other teachers if they saw her giving Ricky a ride home. She hoped she could think of a good explanation if she was asked. "All right," she said.
She had picked out her clothes especially with Ricky in mind. She didn't want him getting any ideas. She had on a long skirt and a fluffy sweater. She had her black hair done up on top of her head and she wore her horn rimmed glasses so that she really did look like a fussy school teacher.
She had the feeling Ricky wasn't fooled. She had the feeling he was remembering what she looked like underneath her clothes. It made her walk with less of a wiggle, trying to hide everything that was womanly about her.
They got into her car. Vicky hurriedly started it and drove out of the parking lot. Immediately, Ricky reached over and put a hand on her knee. Vicky could feel a shiver go up her legs to the inside of her thighs.
She reached down and firmly removed his hand. "Don't do that."
"Why not?"
"I wanted to talk to you. I don't want anything like that to happen again."
Ricky didn't answer. He was wondering who she thought she was fooling. He had been playing the tease with her all week long. He had seen her looking at him dozens of times, trying to get him to come on to her. And he could tell when she was worried about his actions.
That was all right with Ricky. He wanted her to worry about him. He wanted her to worry about how good she was. Ricky was old enough to understand that no woman wanted to be thought of as a dud in the sack. Teachers were no exception.
"What did you want to talk about?" Ricky asked.
"About us," she answered. "You know we can't let anything happen again."
"Shit," Ricky said. "You don't really mean that."
"I mean it," she said. "I'm an adult and you're just a young man. What happened between us was wrong and it can never happen again. You know that."
"Bullshit," Ricky said.
This conversation wasn't going as Vicky wanted it to. And always at the back of her mind was the one question she wanted to ask the young man. Why hadn't he come back around? Hadn't he thought she was good enough? Vicky just didn't know how to ask the question, but she knew she couldn't let him out of the car until she knew the answer.
"My house is just around the corner," he said.
"Is there someplace we can stop and talk?" she said. "I have to convince you I mean this."
"Yeah," he said. "There's a dirt road just up ahead, Where the kids park sometime. You can pull up there."
Vicky wasn't sure she wanted to get that private, but she didn't want anyone seeing them. She reluctantly turned off the road onto the dirt road. She drove around the bend and into a clump of trees.
They were completely cut off from view.
"This is a nice place," Vicky said. "Yeah," he said. "I come here a lot."
"With other girls?" Vicky asked.
Vicky couldn't understand the sudden flash of jealousy in her mind. She had no reason to be jealous of this young man. She had plenty of good-looking men who chased her.
"Sure I come here with other girls," Ricky said. "I know how to make a girl feel good. I give them six inches and they know how to chomp on it."
For a moment, Vicky didn't know what he meant. Then she realized that he was talking about girls sucking his prick. Vicky knew that girls did things like that.
Vicky felt weak. Nothing was going like she had planned. Especially when Ricky reached over and put his hand back on her knee. Again, she felt that tingling sensation going up her thighs.
"I asked you not to do that," she said. "Don't fight me," Ricky said. "It's what you want."
It was happening to her again. Ricky was pulling her close to him. She felt her tits start getting swollen and achy as they pressed against his side. He turned her head to his and kissed her gently on the lips.
"Oh, Ricky," she said softly. "We can't let this happen. Not again. Oh, please don't let it happen."
"It's what you came looking for me for," Ricky said.
His mouth grew hotter and she felt the sudden thrust of his tongue between her lips. It was exactly like it had been before. Her body was suddenly burning hot at just his slightest touch. She kept telling herself that she really didn't want this to happen, but she knew it was going to happen again.
She felt his hand going up her thighs. He was squeezing her upper thigh through the thick material of her dress. She could feel nothing but the pressure of his fingers sending tingles up her legs to her pussy.
"What's wrong with me?" she moaned. "I just can't help myself."
He kissed her harder and he pressed her back against the door. It was cramped in the small car, but Ricky didn't seem to mind. His free hand was pulling at her skirt.
"Damn," Ricky said suddenly. "This is goddamn hard to do. Let's get you out of that fucking granny dress."
"Oh, no," she said.
She kept begging him to stop even as his fingers found the zipper on her skirt and pulled it down. He started jerking her dress down and she couldn't seem to stop him. She felt the cool air across her thighs as he made her kick her dress off. He put his hand back between her legs. This time there was nothing but her panties between his fingers and her pussy. She moaned as she felt the heat of his fingers sending tingles through her body.
"I didn't want this to happen," she whispered. "I only wanted to talk. I didn't want this."
"Shut your fucking mouth," Ricky said. "This is what you've wanted all fucking week!"
His hands started roaming all over her body. She could feel him caressing her thighs and her tits. Finally he drew back. He started pulling up her sweater. She bent her head meekly and let him pull it off.
"Jesus," he groaned. "I've been waiting to get another taste of these beautiful tits!"
His hand went behind her back and he quickly unhooked her bra. She felt her tits jumping free as he released the bra hooks. She felt his thumbs running over both her nipples. They seemed to grow harder with his touch.
There was no use pretending anymore. This was what she had been thinking about all week. Her pussy ached every time she looked at Ricky. She had tried to find excuses for being alone with him, and all the time it had been at the back of her mind for this to happen again.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Oh, yes, that feels so good!"
She put both hands in his hair and tried to pull his face down to her creamy tits. He only laughed at her while his fingers kept up a hot massage of her aroused titty-flesh.
"What do you want, bitch?" he asked. "I want you to suck me," she whispered. "What do you want me to suck?" he asked.
"Tell me, bitch. Tell me what you want me to suck? Use the words!"
She knew that he was trying to debase her even more. She didn't care. She couldn't care. She needed what he had to give her. He was a physical animal and that was what she wanted.
"Suck my titties," she moaned. "I want you to suck my tits. Suck them hard!"
He kept laughing as he bent down and blew hot breath on her tit-flesh. She could feel her nipples stretching to reach his lips. She started wiggling her tits at him. She was doing a bump and grind for him, as lewd as any woman could possibly get with her body. She needed his mouth so bad.
"Don't tease me anymore," she moaned. "I'll do anything. Please, suck them. Please, suck my titties."
His mouth covered her tit and she could feel his tongue running over her aroused nipple. It made her crazy. She tried to lift up so that she could drive even more of her tit-flesh into his mouth. She could feel him biting. That excited her even more.
She felt his hand on her panties. She helped him strip the flimsy panties down her legs. She opened her legs wide in a lewd invitation for his fingers.
He didn't make her wait. His hand covered her cunt. His hot fingers thrust into her waiting pussy. She almost climaxed right then as sweet pleasure flooded her body.
He began to suck on her tit harder while he thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy. In seconds, he had her quivering with excitement. She never wanted him to stop doing the things he was doing. She was surprised when she felt him pulling away.
"Oh, no," she whispered. "Don't stop. Not now!"
Ricky looked down at the luscious woman underneath him. He had never expected to luck out this much. He knew she was a hot piece, but he had never expected her to be a nympho.
"Let's get out of the car," Ricky said.
He got out quickly and she followed him. She wanted to do anything for him. She didn't care what she looked like, with her high heels on and nothing else. Her hair had come down and it was flowing down her back so that the ends swayed above her ass.
She could feel her pussy vibrating with pleasure. She needed his cock and she needed it quickly. She didn't mind that someone might come along and see them. That didn't matter. All that mattered was having his big cock.
"I need you," she whispered. "I want you to fuck me. I've gotta get fucked. I'm so hot."
"You can undress me," Ricky said.
She knew he was only trying to humiliate her more. He was putting her in her place. She didn't care about that. She had never felt so much like putty in a man's hands.
Her fingers shook nervously as she unbuttoned his shirt and pulled his undershirt over his head. She had to go down on her knees to undo his belt. She felt his hands on the back of her head. He pulled her face so close that she was forced to kiss his hard bulge through his jeans. She felt her heart pounding faster.
She didn't want to do this, but she couldn't refuse. She wanted to please him as much as any young girl he'd ever had.
"Hurry up," Ricky said impatiently. "Take my jeans off. My fucking cock's so hard that it's going to fucking break out."
She quickly peeled his jeans down his hairy legs and let him kick out of them. She pulled off his shoes and socks and moved her hands back up to his jockey shorts. She felt his sticky shorts and she knew his cock was already leaking.
She peeled his shorts over his hard prick and rolled them down his legs. She stayed on her knees as he kicked them off. She was at eye level with his swollen prick and she could see the tiny drop of thick white cum on his bloated cock-head.
She thought he was going to make her suck him. She swallowed nervously as she thought about taking that huge prick in her mouth, tasting it with her tongue. There was something inside of her that was perverse enough to want it.
But it wasn't going to happen this time. He made her come to her feet and he kissed her mouth. His tongue flicked around her lips and down to her shoulders. She felt him biting her. His two hands reached around and cupped her asscheeks. He jerked her roughly against him and she could feel his pulsating cock against her belly. His cum-cream was making her belly feel sticky.
"You're a hot bitch," he groaned. "I've never known a woman who gets hot so quickly.
She reached down and found his cock. She sighed as her fingers closed around his rigid cock-flesh. She began to jerk him off. She felt more of his jism leaking onto her belly and fingers.
"I need you to fuck me," she moaned. "I need your cock so bad!"
"Go to your car," he said. "Bend over it." Again she couldn't refuse him, although she felt a little sick at the way he was making her behave. She went to the car and bent over with her face resting against the cold metal. She felt him come up behind her. He put his arms around her and began to squeeze her tits roughly.
"You're really going to get it this time, cunt," he said. "You couldn't stay away from my cock, so this time you're really going to get fucked!"
She felt him rubbing his cock against her ass and the backs of her thighs. She had never dreamed that she would one day get fucked while bending over the hood of her tiny sports car. She knew she should be completely disgusted by this, but she was excited instead. She could feel the lips of her pussy vibrating with need.
He took his cock in his hand and started rubbing his bloated cock-head up and down the entrance to her hot snatch. He wasn't putting his dick in, but the hot teasing pleasure was almost more than she could bear. She needed that fat cock in her pussy. She needed it badly.
"Please, don't tease me anymore!" she cried. "Put your cock inside me. Fuck me good!" He laughed as he thrust hard. She felt his stiff cock sliding inside her cunt. He stuffed his fat cock-meat all the way inside her cunt and left it there for a few minutes. It made her tremble to feel every pulsating inch of his swollen cock. She was gasping for breath in just a few minutes. She found herself rubbing her ass back against him.
"Fuck me," she moaned. "I can't stand it anymore. Make me come. Fuck me with your hot cock!"
She was startled when he pulled his cock out and then rammed it back into her again. She was shaken as he started a savage pumping of her pussy. It was even rougher than when he had fucked her before. It seemed like he was getting deeper into her cunt in the position he was in.
At first it was almost uncomfortable. Then the savage pumping began to get to her. She started enjoying getting fucked this way as much as he did. She couldn't help but think there was something wrong with her because she enjoyed it so much.
"Oh, Jesus, I love it," she cried. "You make me feel good. Keep fucking me like that! Oh, Ricky, I love your cock. I love your cock! I fucking love your cock!"
He was pounding her harder and harder. She could feel her body jerk each time he rammed into her.
She could feel the fires growing in her belly and she moved her ass faster. His cock was getting slimy with her pussy-juice. He was making noises as he fucked her.
"Oh, God, I'm coming!" she cried. "I'm going to fucking come. Oh Jesus, I'm going to fucking come! OH, JESUS, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEEEE!"
She kept crying as sweet sensations of pleasure rocked her body. It seemed like hours before the last spasm went through her and left her feeling tired. She could hardly move as he kept slamming his prick into her pussy.
"Don't stop moving, bitch," he warned. "Keep moving for me. Don't fucking stop! I'm going to fucking shoot! I'm going to fucking shoot my cum! Here it comes, bitch! HERE IT FUCKING COMES!"
He savagely rammed into her. She felt the gush of his hot cum filling her pussy. He kept moving in and out as she felt him pumping his load of hot jism into her cunt. She finally felt his cock growing limp and slipping out of her.
"You are something fucking else, Momma," he told her. "You sure know how to use that ass!"
Vicky had found out the answer to her question. He had liked the way she fucked. But she had found out the hard way. It had happened to her again. It didn't seem like there was anything she could do to prevent it from happening any time Ricky wanted some of her pussy.
CHAPTER THREE
The funeral was over. It had been a very small gathering of some of Danny's relatives. Vicky knew she had been asked to come simply because of Danny's father, Matt. Danny's mother hated Vicky and would have enjoyed it if Vicky had stayed away. At least as much as one would enjoy a funeral.
Vicky didn't know how it happened, but somehow she ended up in a car with Danny's gray-haired father, Matt. Matt was a tall, slender man with Danny's blue eyes and sensitive mouth.
"All of the relatives are going out to our lake after the funeral," Matt told her. "I don't care anything about going. Maybe we could just run over to my house and talk for a while."
"That sounds all right," Vicky said.
Matt kept glancing over at her as he drove. Ever since he had seen her walk in the door of the funeral home, he had been thinking about her. He hadn't realized what a good-looking girl Vicky was.
He knew it was probably wrong for him to be thinking about his son's girlfriend on the day of his son's funeral. People would probably think it was disgusting. But Matt was forty-eight years old and he had long since give up thinking about other people.
He had been fond of Danny, but Danny was dead, and people had to on living. And there was something really good-looking about the unhappy-looking dark-haired woman.
Nobody thought anything of him offering to drive the young girl home. His wife was treating the funeral as a social event. She was actually enjoying playing the poor mother and mingling with her relatives. It would be hours before she even realized her husband was gone.
Matt turned his car into his driveway and turned off the ignition. He walked around and helped Vicky get out of the car. His hand touched her arm. He could feel his cock getting hard as rock.
"We'll just talk here a while," Matt said. Vicky felt numb as he walked her up his drive and let her into his house. She took a seat on the living room couch while Danny's father made them some drinks. Vicky really didn't feel like drinking, but she didn't turn down the offer.
He was smiling as he handed her her drink. She sipped it and it tasted very strong. She could feel the warmth of the alcohol spreading through her body.
"You really shouldn't act so sad about Danny," Matt said. "He wasn't the kind of boy who would have wanted you to be unhappy."
"I know that," Vicky said.
Matt sat down beside her and put his hand on her knee. Vicky told herself that he meant it to be a fatherly hand, but there was something disturbing about the touch of his fingers. She sipped at her drink again.
"You have a very nice home," she said. "Thank you," he told her. "I didn't have much to do with it, though. My wife likes fancy things. I'd be just as happy with a cabin in the woods!"
He was stroking her knees. She had been wearing a knee length black dress, but it was very thin and she knew he could easily feel her flushed skin. She started to move his hands away - but there was also something nice about his touch.
"I know what Danny saw in you," Matt said. "You're a very pretty girl!"
"Your wife doesn't like me much," she said.
"My wife doesn't like anyone much," he told her. "But that doesn't matter. It only matters how we feel about each other."
His stroking fingers had moved farther up her leg. He was now stroking her thigh. It was crazy to have her boyfriend's father playing with her thigh, especially on the day of the funeral. She wasn't sure how she was supposed to feel.
She wasn't surprised when his hand moved down her legs again and then under the hem of her skirt.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Just relax," he answered. "I'm not going to hurt you. I only want to make you feel better. Much better!"
Something inside of her was protesting, but her body was tempted. His stroking hands did feel so nice.
She found herself spreading her legs as his hand moved up between them.
She sighed as she felt his fingers gently stroking up and down her pussy-mound. It only took a few seconds before she started wiggling against him. She could feel her panties starting to get wet. She tried not to think about what he was doing as she sipped her drink.
"Doesn't this feel good?" he asked. "Yes," she answered. "It feels good. It feels nice."
"Then why don't you take off your panties?" he asked.
"I couldn't do that," she said.
She tried to feel some shock at what he was suggesting. Instead, she could only feel the fires rushing through her body. She had never been with anybody but Ricky, and now this handsome, experienced man was lusting after her.
And he was really turning her on. It was partially because he was Danny's father and partly because he knew what to do with his fingers. Already she could feel her pussy-lips getting puffy with desire.
"Take off your panties," he told her again. This time she didn't refuse as he helped her slide her panties down her long legs. His hand went back between her thighs. She felt his fingers running up and down her cunt-lips. She gasped and spread her legs wider. She felt one of his fingers slipping easily into her cunt.
"Oh, God," she moaned. "Oh, I needed that!"
He didn't seem to be impatient. Instead, his finger began to explore her pussy in a way she'd never felt before. She could feel the tip of his finger rubbing against her clit, sending shivers all over.
"That makes me feel crazy," she whispered. He leaned over and kissed her mouth. His tongue slipped between her lips in the same gentle way his finger stroked her pussy. She forgot all about Danny. She spread her creamy thighs a little wider and put her hand on top of his. Her skirt had slid up to her waist, showing her dark-haired pussy.
"That feels nice," she moaned. "That feels so nice."
Another of his fingers thrust into her pussy. She could feel him moving his fingers in and out of her cunt a little faster. It was making her breathless. She slid down a little farther on the couch. She felt his fingers somehow sliding deeper into her wet, aching cunt.
"You make me feel so good," she moaned. Vicky finished off her drink and put the glass down. She had gone into a world of her own. The sensations in her body made her feel delicious. She didn't want him to ever stop finger-fucking her.
She was surprised when he started pulling her down off the couch. She ended up on her back on the softly carpeted floor. He pulled her legs even farther apart and she saw him licking his lips as he stared at her luscious pussy.
"You're gorgeous," he said. "Better than I dreamed!"
He put his face between her legs. She felt his hot breath blowing against her creamy thighs, making her squirm with delight. She put her hands in his hair. She wasn't sure what he wanted to do, but she knew it would feel good.
She felt his mouth against her plump cuntlips. She had never felt anything like that before. It made her nearly jump out of her skin.
"Oh, what are you doing?" she asked. "Your pussy's so beautiful," he answered. "I've never seen a cunt as beautiful as yours. I've got to taste it!"
She hadn't expected this to happen. For a moment she was frightened. She wanted him to stop. She started to tug at his hair, but then she could feel his tongue caressing her pussylips and she didn't want him to stop.
"Oh," she moaned. "That feels funny. It feels strange."
It also felt good as his tongue moved up and down her pussy-entrance. He was sucking her juices into his mouth and she could actually hear him swallowing them.
It was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her. She couldn't stand it anymore. She grabbed his head and pulled his face closer against her wiggling body.
"Eat me!" she cried. "I've never felt anything like this. Oh, eat my pussy!"
At the same time, she tore at the buttons of her blouse. Her tits felt so hot and hard that she could hardly wait to get them free of her tight bra. Her nipples felt sore from rubbing so hard against the fabric of her bra. Her ass was wiggling wildly as she felt him pushing his tongue into her pussy. His first tongue-thrust went deep and it made her body tremble all over. He took more of her wet juice into his mouth. he pulled back his tongue and began to lick around her cunt-lips. She couldn't stand that. She raised her ass and rubbed her cunt into his face.
"Eat me with your tongue," she moaned. "Fuck me with your hot tongue! Oh, I've never felt anything so good. Put your tongue in deep. Use me, baby!"
His tongue started thrusting in and out of her cunt. Her ass was moving wildly in response. She licked her dry lips and let her head hang back. She was making little mewing sounds of pleasure. She had waited a long time to have her pussy eaten, but it was fantastic.
He somehow licked against her clit and then took it between his teeth. She felt him gently nibbling on her tiny hard bud. It made her start jerking her pussy back and forth against his face.
"You know how to do it to me!" she cried. "You really know how to do it to me. You make me feel crazy!"
She got her blouse finally unbuttoned and she unhooked her bra. She let it slide off her shoulders and she was able to touch her swollen tits. Her hands were pulled away and then he began to massage her tender tittyflesh.
He started rubbing her roughly. She could feel her hard nipples against his palms. She raised up rubbed them back and forth.
He knew when he had her so hot that she could not stand it. He pulled his face away from her pussy and listened to her begging sounds. She didn't want him to stop, but Danny's father had other ideas about what to do with her burning pussy.
He had started ripping off his clothes while he hungrily feasted his eyes on her tits. He could see her huge pink nipples standing up in excitement. It made his cock stand up even harder to look at her.
He dropped back down on the floor with her. She felt his hard cock rubbing against her thighs. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his stiff, throbbing prick. This was what she needed. She had been born to fuck. She had wasted so many years before Ricky had taught her.
"Baby," she moaned. "Your cock is so big. Your cock feels so big and hard."
"It's ready for you, honey," he said.
He was a little surprised by how wanton she seemed. He had thought that he might have to convince her to let him put his cock inside her cunt. Instead, she seemed to want it worse than he did. At least he didn't have to work at faking her virginity: No girl who loved cock this much could have stayed a virgin for long. She felt his hard prick jumping in her fingers as she guided it to her pussy. She rubbed his cockhead up and down the entrance to her cunt. It made her feel crazy. She slid down until she felt his cockhead pop between her cuntlips.
"Oh, God!" she moaned. "Just leave it there for a moment. Just for a second. It feels so good!"
Vicky relaxed and let the sweet feeling of his cock inside her send hot sensations through her body. He was mature enough not to be impatient. He pushed his cock into her slowly, until she felt the huge, long length of his cock all the way into her pussy.
"God, that feels good," he groaned. "You're tighter than a fucking virgin! Shit, your cunt feels fine!"
He began to fuck her with long, hot strokes. His hands slipped up her body and he grasped her big tits.
She felt hot shivers going through her body as his fingers ran over her hard nipples.
"Oh, that's good," she moaned. "That's what I like. Fuck me like that."
She began to move against him, her tits rubbing his chest. She slid her hand down his back and rubbed his ass. Somehow she got her hand between them and she began to finger his balls.
She felt him pounding her pussy a little faster. "That's what I want!" she cried. "I want it hard. God, give it to me hard!"
"Shit, I've never fucked a woman like you," he moaned. "I've never had pussy like yours! Jesus, it feels good!"
He was ramming into her faster. She could feel his bloated cock-head rubbing against her clit. Each stroke sent another thrill through her cunt.
She felt him moving his head down so that he could rub his tongue over her nipples. She felt him open his mouth wide and take her hard nipple into his mouth. He sucked harder. She could feel more of her creamy titty-flesh going into his mouth. She stroked the back of his head, her fingers playing in his thick, dark hair.
"Suck me and fuck me!" she cried. "I love it when you do that. I've never felt so hot before. Suck me and fuck me!"
She felt his hands underneath her. He gripped her creamy asscheeks and lifted her higher so that his long, thick cock was getting even deeper in her wet cunt.
He was really pounding her, now. It was like he was trying to drive her luscious ass through the carpeted floor. Matt was getting the most exciting fuck of his life. He had really made out by bringing the sexy young girl home with him.
He moved his hungry mouth back up to her throat and started biting at the flesh of her neck. He could feel her pussy-walls tightening like fingers around his cock. He bit hard enough to draw blood. He felt her scraping his back with her fingernails.
"That's it," she said savagely. "Fuck me like an animal. Treat me rough. I like it rough!"
Vicky could hear the steady slap of his balls as he fucked her. His lips went back to hers. She drove her hot tongue into his mouth. She started driving her tongue in and out of his mouth with the same quick rhythm of his fucking.
Vicky could feel her body shaking with growing excitement. She could already feel her belly rumbling with pleasure. Her ass was moving faster. It was like her body was something she couldn't control. She was slamming her pussy back at him with the same violence he was using to fuck her.
"I'm getting close," she moaned. "I'm almost there."
"Come, you bitch," Matt groaned. "Come. Shake that beautiful ass. Shake it, bitch!" She felt a hot pleasure-spasm shaking her cunt. "I'm coming!" she cried. "I'm coming, God, your big cock is making me come!
You're making me come. It feels so good!" Even with Ricky, she hadn't felt such a savage orgasm. It seemed to strike her like a hard blow in the belly. She gasped for breath as trembling excitement flashed through her pussy again and again. She felt her pussy flooding his cock with hot juices. His cock started making sucking sounds as he kept driving it into her.
"God," she moaned. "It's never been that good before. It's never been that good. Oh, God, it was good!"
She felt his tense body. She knew he wouldn't be able to go for long. She kept wiggling her ass and running her fingers down his back.
"I want it to be good for you, baby," she moaned. "I want it to be really good. Just tell me what you want me to do."
"Just keep moving your sweet ass like that," he groaned. "Just keep moving your ass!"
He wasn't playing now. Each thrust was like a brutal blow to her pussy, and she could feel his cock getting longer and thicker. She could feel his bloated cock-head already leaking juice into her pussy. She moved her ass faster and again reached down to find his balls. Her fingertips stroked him gently, and she could tell he was excited.
"Shit," he groaned. "I'm going to blow it in your pussy. I'm going to fucking shoot it in your cunt. Get ready for it, cunt! Get ready for my cum!"
"I'm ready," she cried. "I like feeling cum in my cunt. Shoot it in me. Shoot it in me!" She was moving as fast as he was. She was turned on by the thought of feeling his hot cum spurting into her. Her fingertips stroked his balls a little more.
He thrust hard. She felt his cum spurting against her cunt-walls. She kept moving her ass while he shot his thick wads of cum into her pussy. She felt it dripping out of the sides of her pussy and wetting her thighs.
"Give it all to me, honey! Give me every drop! Give it all to me!"
He kept moving in and out of her cunt until she could feel his cock growing limp and slip out of her cunt.
Vicky sighed. She knew then that she would stop fucking boys. There were too many men around to give her what she just had - a bone-shattering climax.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was Saturday morning. Vicky awakened at ten, but she wasn't ready to get up yet. She stretched as she grinned like a kitten who had just finished a bowl of milk. She had dreamed a wonderful dream. The man of her dreams had come to her and he'd fucked her all night long.
What Vicky needed was a man like her dream man. A man who really knew how to use his cock.
Vicky was going to turn over and go back to sleep, but then the doorbell rang. She wondered who it could be this time of the morning. She didn't want to get up, but the damned doorbell kept ringing.
Finally a frustrated Vicky got out of bed. She was wearing a powder-blue nightgown that clung to her body like a silky second skin. She put on a robe over her gown and hurried downstairs.
"I'm coming!" Vicky shouted. "Hold your horses. I'm coming!"
Another time Vicky might have checked to see who was outside. This time Vicky was so angry that she didn't bother. She pulled off the chain and opened the door with a jerk. "What's the matter with you?"
she asked, without looking to see who she was talking to. "Can't you find something else to do on Saturday besides ringing people's doorbells!"
"It seemed like the best thing to do, teacher," Ricky said.
Vicky was shocked. Ever since the funeral, Vicky had been avoiding this young man. She tried to act very cold in class. She wanted her relationship with Ricky to be over. Now he was standing on her doorstep on a Saturday morning, and he had brought someone with him.
Vicky pulled her robe closer around her as she turned to look at the boy standing beside Ricky. He was a little taller and broader, and his face was only vaguely familiar. It took a few minutes before Vicky remembered that he was one of the football players. Vicky didn't have him in any of her classes.
"What do you want?" Vicky asked.
"You know what I want, teacher," Ricky said. "Aren't you going to invite us in?"
"Of course I'm not going to invite you in," Vicky answered. "What kind of woman do you think I am? Now you go away. I'll talk to you in class if you have anything to say." Vicky started to shut the door, but the other young man put his foot in. He started grinning at her as if he could see right through her clothes.
"I think you'd better let us in," he said. "I think you'll want to talk to us."
"Get your foot out of my door," Vicky said.
Vicky wasn't strong enough to keep the two young men out of her house. They were suddenly pushing her back and Ricky shut the door. Vicky was mad as hell. She wouldn't be treated like this, even if she had fucked Ricky a couple of times. He didn't own her.
"Get out of my house," she said. "Or I'm calling the police."
"I don't think you want to do that," Ricky said. "This is Bill Johnson."
"I know who he is," Vicky said. "He's one of our football players. But I won't have him in my house."
"He's not only a football player," Ricky said. "He also has a hobby. He's pretty good. He's got a lot of camera equipment that his father got for him."
"What makes you think I care anything about your hobbies?" Vicky asked. "I'm tired of this. I'm going to call the police. I don't think your father would like your being here."
Vicky actually picked up the phone and started to dial. She didn't give a damn about what Ricky might say. Sure, she had made a couple of mistakes with Ricky, but that would never happen again. And she didn't think Ricky would be believed if he tried to tell the police that he had fucked her.
Vicky was proud of herself. She was still a little horny from her dream, but she wasn't at all tempted to take Ricky to her bedroom. She felt like she was cured of the young man.
"You don't really want to call the police," Bill said softly. "They might have to take this picture as evidence."
Bill calmly took a photograph out of his pocket and put it on the table beside the phone. Vicky turned white as a sheet. It was a picture of her leaning across the hood of her sports car. She was looking back over her shoulder, obviously waiting for Ricky to put his cock into her.
Vicky didn't know how the picture could have been taken. She didn't know how anyone could have gotten so close to them. But it was still obviously her, even though the picture was a little fuzzy.
"Oh, my God," she said softly.
"Pretty good picture," Bill said proudly. "I followed both of you and saw you turning off. I sneaked through the trees and took the picture. I got a couple of others, but they weren't as good as this one."
"Oh, my God," Vicky said again.
Bill took the phone out of her hand and put it back. His fingers felt strong as they brushed against hers.
Vicky couldn't keep her eyes off the picture. She just couldn't believe she was looking at herself.
"You don't want me to show that picture to anyone, do you?" Bill asked.
"No," she answered. Vicky could hear her heart pounding. She knew what would happen if that picture got shown around. She would lose her job, but that wouldn't be the worst part. The worst part would be the looks she would get, and the fact that her friends would turn on her. It was sick to fuck a schoolboy.
"Maybe I'll give you the pictures," Bill said.
"Oh, please," she said. Vicky wasn't too proud to beg. "Please, I'll pay you."
"You'll pay me, all right," Bill said.
Bill put his arms around her. Suddenly, Vicky knew how the young man wanted to be paid. She glanced over at Ricky and saw him grinning and rubbing the front of his trousers. He was enjoying this. She put a hand against Bill's chest in a futile attempt to push him away. She felt the strength in Bill's arms as he pulled her tighter against him.
"You're a beautiful woman," Bill said. "I couldn't believe Ricky when he first said he fucked you, but I sure as hell believed what I saw in the woods."
Bill kissed her mouth. She felt his hands slipping down her back until he was rubbing her ass. She tried to fight the feelings, but something about his hot hands made her quiver with excitement.
"Let's go upstairs," Bill suggested. "I want to fuck in your bedroom."
Vicky could do nothing but nod her head. Bill took one arm and she led him up the stairs to her bedroom. She could hear Ricky breathing heavily as he followed them.
"This is nice," Bill said, looking around the room. He turned, but he didn't take her in his arms. This time he started undoing the buttons on her robe. She didn't try to stop him. She knew she wouldn't have the strength. "I bet you've entertained a lot of men in this fancy bedroom."
She knew he wouldn't believe her if she told him that she had never allowed any man into her bedroom.
But that didn't seem to matter as Bill finished unbuttoning her robe and slid it off her shoulders. She shrugged and let the robe fall. She watched his eyes grow wider as he stared at her almost naked body.
Her blue nightgown did little to hide the brown color of her nipples or the blue color of her tiny panties.
"God, you are a good-looking woman," he said.
He kissed her again. This time his tongue was in her mouth. She felt Ricky coming up behind them. His hands went around her waist and she felt his hot breath blowing on the back of her neck.
"Give Bill a little tongue," Ricky gasped. "Stick it in his mouth like you do me. I've been telling Bill that you're a fantastic fuck. Don't let me down, teacher."
She felt Ricky pressing his body against her. She could feel the hard bulge of his cock in his jeans. She tried to twist away. She found that twisting only made her body press against Bill's prick. His prick felt harder than Ricky's.
She did what Ricky demanded. She started stabbing her hot tongue in and out of Bill's hungry mouth.
She began to rub her tongue against his. She could sense his growing excitement.
"Oh, shit," Bill said. "That feels so fucking good. Let's get on the mother-fucking bed!" Bill and Ricky pulled her toward the bed. For a few moments she had strong guilt feelings about what she was doing.
Nice girls didn't jump into bed with two men at the same time. But the truth was, she was feeling less and less like a nice girl.
Bill was like a hungry animal as he started tearing at her nightgown. She finally raised up and let him peel the flimsy gown off her shoulders to reveal her big tits. He was practically foaming at the mouth as he stared at her creamy mounds topped with her hard brown nipples. She saw him licking his lips.
"God, what a pair," he said. "Shit, baby, there ain't a fucking thing fake about you." His hands started caressing her tits. He was cupping them and fingering her hard nipples. She was still trying to fight the feelings of passion, but she was fighting a lost battle. She could already feel the fluttery heat between her thighs deep in her pussy.
Bill dropped his face to her tits. He began to chew on one of her stiff nipples ferociously. It was a strange new feeling. It was a feeling she liked. She found herself arching her back and trying to drive her nipple deeper into his mouth.
"I like that," she moaned. "Suck my tits like that. Oh, God, I like that."
Ricky got onto the bed with them. She hardly thought about what she was doing as she reached for Ricky's head and pulled his face against her free tit. His wet tongue flicked at her hard nipple for a few seconds. Then he started sucking at her creamy titty-flesh.
She thought she was going to go out of her mind as two hungry mouths sucked on her titties. She stroked their heads with her hands.
She could feel shiver after shiver of delight running through her body.
Her pussy had started aching. She could feel her pussy-juices wetting her panties. Ricky put his hand between her legs. She found herself moving her ass in response to his gentle caress.
His fingers crept up her belly and then underneath the top of her panties. She felt his fingers slowly rubbing across her pussymound. She nearly jumped off the bed. Her creamy thighs spread wider. She could feel her pussy-lips getting plump with desire.
Bill quit sucking on her tits and started to undress. He had a muscular, hairy chest. His waist was slim.
But what she liked the most was the big bulge in his shorts as he peeled off his jeans. She could see his massive cock-head pressed against his shorts. She felt suddenly trembly.
"Let me take your shorts off," she said. Bill smiled. He had not expected to find Vicky this hot. He had been pretty sure he could convince her to fuck him, but he had not really expected her to enjoy it. But she was really turning into a bitch with hot pants. Bill moved closer to the bed. She started peeling his shorts down his thick thighs. His huge cock popped out. She could feel his reddened cock-head brush lightly against her cheek. He was already leaking. She could feel the wetness against her chin.
She just looked at his huge cock for a few long seconds. She let her eyes run up and down the massive shaft of flesh and to his huge, hairy balls underneath. His cock was bigger than she had believed a young boy's could get.
"It's beautiful," she said. "Your cock is beautiful!"
"Goddamn," Bill moaned. "Well, if you like it so much, kiss it, bitch!"
This was something she had been expecting to happen. Sooner or later she was going to have to kiss a cock. She could feel the fast pounding of her heart as she started stroking his massive cock with her fingertips. She wasn't frightened of kissing it. She was almost looking forward to it.
"Kiss it, cunt," Bill insisted again. "Show me how beautiful you think it is!"
He put both hands in her thick black hair and pulled her face forward. She could smell the strong odor of his cock-meat. She let her lips touch the cum-covered end and she tasted the salty flavor of pre-cum.
"Oh, yeah, baby," he groaned. "That's what I want. Take it in your mouth! Suck my fucking cock!"
She placed one hand on his thigh as she began to kiss the red head of his cock. She tasted more of his cum smearing across her lips and touching her tongue. She started kissing around the sensitive ridge.
She saw Ricky out of the corner of her eye. He was taking off his clothes, but his eyes never missed one movement of her head.
She let her tongue touch his cock-meat. She heard Bill groan with pleasure. She started moving her tongue up and down the hard and throbbing length of his prick. She had not expected him to enjoy it so much. She could feel the ache in her pussy as she licked all over his cock.
"Baby, you're making me fucking nuts," he said.
She had his cock covered with her spit. She raised her head and shook her hair back from her face. She was staring right into his huge cock-head.
"Come on, cunt," he said. "Come on and suck it!"
His hands tugged her forward again. This time she opened her mouth and gingerly took his massive cock-head into her mouth. She held it just beyond her teeth. She could feel the powerful throbbing of his cock against her lips.
"Yeah, baby," he groaned. "Take it all. Take every fucking inch of it!"
At the same time, she felt Ricky behind her. His hands started tugging at her panties. She couldn't fight the excitement she felt. She spread her legs wide and let Rick pull her panties down. She kicked them off and felt his hands between her legs. He was touching her plump pussy-lips and sending new shivers of pleasure through her body.
"Fuck her mouth," Ricky urged Bill. "Fuck her right in the mouth. Show the little bitch how big your cock is!"
Ricky's words got Bill excited. He held on to Vicky's head a little more tightly and crammed all of his massive cock-meat into her mouth. Vicky choked and tried to raise her head, but Bill wouldn't allow that. She felt tears in her eyes as she fought for her breath.
It took a few minutes before she could breathe again. She quickly learned the trick of breathing around his thick cock. She felt him pulling his cock out and then ramming it forcefully back into her mouth.
She moaned as Ricky forced two fingers up into her hot pussy. She felt him moving his fingers around the inside of her cunt. Her clit was growing hard. Suddenly, Bill wasn't having to pull her head back and forth anymore. She was doing it all herself. Her head was bobbing as fast as possible as she gobbled his cockmeat. She was also using her tongue and teeth against his cock.
"You're making me hard as hell," Bill groaned. "Hard as hell. Bitch, you know how to suck cock!"
Vicky was squirming with passion as she sucked his cock. She hadn't expected to enjoy it so much. Her mouth was dripping with saliva as she worked on his cock-flesh. She could smell the strong, salty odor getting stronger as he grew more excited.
She was surprised when she felt Ricky's hard cock jumping against her thighs. She had to raise her head and turn to look. Ricky was crouching behind her like an animal. She realized that she was in a vulnerable position between Bill's legs.
"Not both of you at once," Vicky pleaded. "Please. I'll take care of you. But not both of you at once."
"Shut up, cunt," Ricky said.
It was too late for Vicky to make demands. She screamed as Ricky stabbed forward. She felt the entire length of his fat cock splitting her pussy-lips. She felt his long, hard dick inside her and it caused an aching warmth she hadn't known before. She hadn't realized how horny she had been getting just from sucking Bill's cock.
Ricky began to fuck her in quick, deep strokes. She felt Bill pulling her down again. She opened her mouth and took his cock between her lips. She gobbled his hard, cum-tasting meat all the way down to his balls. She started rocking back and forth. Her head was bobbing up and down on Bill's hard prick. Her ass was moving in response to Ricky's brutal fucking.
"See there, Teach!" Ricky shouted. "You do like it!"
It was insane, but she was loving it. Both those hard cocks stuffing her mouth and pussy felt better than anything she had ever dreamed of. She was turning into a complete animal and she didn't care. She didn't care about anything as long as she had those two fat cocks.
"Shit," Bill moaned. "She's really eating my cock now. She's taking it all the way down in her fucking belly. She's a goddamn cocksucking cunt!"
"I told you she was good," Ricky said excitedly, his cock slamming into her faster and faster. "Didn't I tell you she was good?"
"You didn't tell me she could suck cock like this," Bill said.
Vicky was really getting into the mood of things. She could feel a hot ache in her belly, and she knew she wasn't going to last long. She couldn't remember ever having been so excited. She could taste huge gobs of cum in her tongue, but she knew it was nothing compared to what was to come. He was only leaking, now, but very soon he would shoot his full load in her mouth.
The thought didn't turn her off. Instead, she found herself hungry to taste all of him. She sucked faster.
She tried to close her lips a little tighter around his cock.
"Jesus, she's a sucking machine," Bill moaned. "She's going to suck my cock dry. I'm never going to be able to come again. She's going to suck me dry!"
Bill was holding her head tightly. She could feel his cock growing in her mouth. She sucked faster. She moved her hands up the inside of his thighs to play with his balls.
Her fingers began brushing over his heavy cum-filled sac. She felt his hands tangled in her thick black hair. He had great fists of her hair and he was starting to ram his cock into her mouth. She could feel his leaking cum dripping out of the corners of her mouth and wetting her chin.
Ricky was also getting really excited. His pounding cock was getting deeper into her cunt with every stroke. She could feel his heavy balls bouncing against her each time he thrust.
"Jesus," Ricky moaned. "Jesus, your pussy feels good, bitch. Your pussy feels so fucking fine! You really know how to move your ass, bitch! You can really move your ass!"
They were both pounding their cocks into her two aching holes with the same rhythm. She could feel the knot in her belly starting to explode. She could only make sobbing noises around Bill's hard cock.
The pleasure-spasms began to explode through her pussy with a violence she had never known before.
There was something about having two cocks to suck and fuck that really got her hot. She felt exhausted as the last shiver went through her lush body.
She felt Bill jerking his cock a little faster. She got ready to swallow the hot jism she knew he was starting to shoot in her mouth.
"Fuck!" Bill cried. "I've never felt a sweeter pair of lips. Oh Jesus, fuck. OH, FUCK. FUUUUUUUUCK!"
She felt him ram deep into her mouth. Then she felt his hot spurts of cum splattering against the roof of her mouth. A slick, salty taste went down her throat. She began to swallow as fast as she could. She couldn't swallow all the thick gob, but she managed most of it. Some jism leaked out of her mouth and wet her chin again. She felt him pulling his prick slowly out of her aching mouth. She looked up at him, and he had a lewd grin. She felt his half-hard prick rubbing against her cheek and then underneath her nose.
"Smell it, bitch," he told her. "Feel it on your face. That's my fucking cum! You'd better get used to it because you're going to be sucking and swallowing a lot of it from now on!"
He laughed as he took her hair and wiped his prick clean. All the time she could feel Ricky still pounding his prick into her cunt. His balls smacking her ass sounded loud in the quiet room.
"Shit," Ricky groaned. "Oh, shit, I'm coming! I'm going to fucking come. I'm going to shoot my jism in your cunt! Oh, fuck, it feels so goddamned good. OH, FUCK, IT FEELS GOOD!"
Ricky rammed deep into her pussy. She felt his prick jerking. She felt his hot cum spurting into her pussy again and again. She kept moving her ass against him until she was sure she had drained every drop of his cock-cream.
"Sweet," Ricky groaned. "Oh, sweet fucking cunt!"
The young boys were finished with her but they left no doubt in her mind that they would be back for more of the same whenever they wanted.
And there was not a damned thing she could do about it.
CHAPTER FIVE
Vicky had not been looking forward to the regular PTA meeting, and so far it had gone just as badly as she'd feared. The meetings were always boring, but this time it seemed specially bad. Perhaps it was those casual meetings with the parents of Ricky and Bill. They couldn't have known what had happened between Vicky and the two boys, but it made Vicky feel nervous as hell.
The meeting was nearly over. Vicky was looking forward to slipping away when she saw Ricky breaking away from his parents and walking toward her.
For some reason, Vicky's heart started pounding and she started to slip out of the room.
"Wait a minute," Ricky called.
"I was just going home," she said.
"I need to talk to you," Ricky said. "I've already told my parents that I'll be a little late coming out."
"I don't think you should keep them waiting," Vicky said.
"They'll be all right in the car," Ricky said. "I told them I'd only be a little while. What I've got in mind won't take long."
Ricky leered at her and Vicky had the sudden feeling that he could see right through the simple cotton dress she was wearing. Vicky felt a flush rise to her throat.
"We can talk here," Vicky said.
"You know I don't want to just talk," Ricky said. "I want to go someplace where I can play with your pussy!"
Vicky's face turned bright red. She cleared her throat and automatically looked around to see if anyone had noticed them, or heard what Ricky had said. It seemed like everyone was busy talking.
Vicky was torn between her feelings. For the first time in her life she was really frightened. Part of her was sickened by what she did with Ricky. But there was also a part of her that needed it. Ricky was just a boy, but he made her hot.
"This has to stop," she said, trembling. "You can't just use me like personal property any time you get the urge. I think we should just pretend that nothing has ever happened between us."
"You don't want to act like that," Ricky said, a warning note in his voice. "Just think about everybody in school looking at those pictures of us. Just think about it for a minute."
Ricky took her arm and somehow guided her out of the schoolroom and into the darkened hallway. He pushed her up against the wall and kissed her mouth. She felt his roaming hands going underneath her skirt and touching her thighs.
"Please, stop, Ricky," she whispered.
But she knew that she really didn't want Ricky to stop. Not since the fires started raging through her body, and she could feel a hurting ache in her pussy.
She tried to push Ricky away. Anyone could come along and see them, and there wouldn't be any doubt about what they were doing because Ricky already had her skirt up to her waist and his hungry hand was roughly clutching between her legs.
"We can't, Ricky," she moaned. "We can't. Not here."
"Where, then?" Ricky asked.
"Let's go to the teachers' lounge," she said. She had made her decision. She knew there was no way she was going to stop Ricky so she had to do as he wanted. Besides, she wasn't sure that she wanted to stop him.
Ricky put his arm around her waist as they walked to the teachers' lounge. She felt his hand slipping down her back. His fingers gently cupped her asscheeks. She could feel her pussy-lips pulsating with new desire.
They were lucky because the lounge was open. Sometimes it was kept closed. Ricky pushed it open and made her go in ahead of him. Vicky sat down on the couch. She tugged her skirt back down, but Ricky didn't let it stay there long.
He kissed her mouth while his hand tugged the hem of her skirt back up her thighs again. His fingers seemed to make her melt as he started stroking her inner thighs.
"Oh, Ricky," she moaned softly.
Ricky's hot hand moved higher on her creamy thighs. She felt his fingertips stroking her cunt through her panties. She spread her legs wide. Her tongue thrust into his open mouth. She couldn't understand how she could get so hot so quickly.
Ricky took her hand and pressed her fingers against the front of his trousers. She felt the pulsating bulge. His cock felt so hot that it felt like his prick-flesh was burning her fingers.
"I got horny as hell watching you walk around tonight," Ricky said. "I kept thinking about how good my fucking cock felt in your tight pussy!"
Ricky's fingers slipped underneath her panties. She felt him drawing one finger across her open pussylips. She moaned softly and hunched down farther in her chair. Her legs opened wider and she humped her pussy at his fingers.
"Put it in me," she whispered. "Put your fingers in my cunt and play with me. Oh, please, Ricky!"
She moaned a little louder as she felt two fingers stabbing deeply into her burning cunt. He kept them there for a few moments without moving. Then she felt him start to draw his fingers in and out of her fiery cunt.
"Oh, God, Ricky," she moaned. "That feels so good. I've needed that all night long!" His fingers were really juicing up her pussy. Her ass was coming off the couch each time he thrust into her cunt. She could feel the hard edge of his fingers rubbing her clit.
Her hands groped at his cock a little harder. She found his zipper and jerked it down. Her hot hand slipped inside. She found he wasn't wearing shorts. Her fingers encircled his huge, pulsating prick. She eased it out of his trousers.
"Do for me what you did for Bill," Ricky said. "I want to feel your mouth on my prick!"
She'd had a feeling that was what Ricky was after. He had really gotten excited when she'd sucked Bill's prick. Now she could feel the rapid beating of his heat against her body as he got more excited just thinking about what was going to happen.
"Get down on your knees," Ricky said. Vicky's mouth was watering as she thought about sucking Ricky's hard cock. She had to admit to herself that she had enjoyed having Bill's long, hard cock in her mouth, and that she'd enjoyed the taste of his cum exploding between her lips.
She knelt in front of him. She laced her fingers around his thick, pulsating cock and she worked her hand up and down. She looked up at his face and saw the excited look. He looked almost as if he was in pain.
He licked his lips as she worked her hand down to his balls.
"You fucking bitch," he moaned. "You teacher-bitch. You make me feel good!"
She unbuckled his belt and eased down his trousers so that she could make him comfortable. She wrapped her fingers around the thick base of his cock. With one hand, she brushed her thick black hair back from her face.
"I'm going to kiss and suck your cock," she told him. "Your teacher is going to suck your cock!"
She felt like her words would turn him on even more - and she was right. She felt his hips moving in a circle. She could see the tiny drop of cum that collected on the end of his massive cock-head. She could feel his cock pounding in her fingers and it made her pussy quiver.
She bent over his throbbing cock and licked the tiny drop of cum away. She held the drop of cum on her tongue as she got used to the strong, salty taste and smell of jism.
Bill hadn't been a fluke. She found that just the touch of his cum on her tongue made her quiver all over.
She wondered why she had wasted so much time in her life. She should have been giving blow-jobs for years.
"Oh, baby," Ricky moaned. "Baby, lick my fucking cock!"
She bent her head closer and began to lick his massive cock-head ravenously. She stabbed her tongue into the tiny hole at the end of his prick-head. She felt her heart pounding as she tasted more of his salty jism.
"Suck it, baby," he moaned. "Suck my cock. You know. Suck it like you sucked Bill's cock!"
Vicky laughed as she continued to cover his cock with her saliva. She started moving her tongue around the sensitive ridge of his cock. She could feel his excitement growing as his cock grew fatter and harder.
More and more jism stained her lips and chin.
She moved one hand to his balls. Her fingers began moving back and forth across his heavy sac while she started licking up and down the entire length of his cock.
Her tongue moved down his rod to his heavy balls. She began to lick both his balls, covering his sac with her saliva. She took one of his balls gingerly inside her mouth and used her tongue against it. She felt his hands twisting in her dark hair.
"Oh, Christ," he moaned. "Christ, you're making me nuts!"
She thought about his parents sitting out in the car and waiting on their son. They probably believed he had some schoolwork to talk over with his teacher. She wondered what they would think if they could see his teacher sucking his hard cock-meat!
She moved her tongue back up to the head of his cock and took his flared cock-head in her mouth. Her tongue began going crazy. His jism leaked into her mouth.
"Take it all the way, baby," he moaned. "Take all my fucking cock. Take it all the way in your mouth!"
She opened her mouth wider. She slowly pulled the long length of his cock-meat into her mouth. She could feel his pulsating cockhead at the deepest part of her throat. She could feel his jism leaking down her gullet.
She felt his hands moving down the front of her body. He gripped her tits roughly, but she didn't mind that. Her big tits were swollen and aching and they felt nice in his hands. He squeezed harder. Her itchy nipples pressed his palms.
He didn't bother trying to unbutton her blouse. She heard the ripping of buttons as he pulled her blouse apart. His hands went underneath her bra and grasped her hot tits.
"God, you've got a pair," he moaned. "You've got the nicest pair of tits in the school!"
His other hand was in her hair. He began to guide the up-and-down movements of her head. His cock moved in and out of her lips, smearing her mouth with his sticky cum.
Ricky knew he would never feel as good as he was feeling right then. Vicky's hot mouth was trying to suck him dry. He could feel her tongue working all over his stiff cock while her fingers kept moving back and forth across his big balls.
He squeezed his thighs tighter as his hips began to come off the couch. He was really ramming his fat cock-meat into her mouth. His fingers tangled in her black hair. He didn't want her to escape when he started shooting his cum into her sweet mouth.
"You make me feel gooder than shit, baby," Ricky moaned. "Keep sucking me like that. Keep working your fucking mouth. It makes me feel good!"
Vicky could feel his cock getting fatter as he rammed faster and faster into her mouth. She could feel smears of his cum on her tongue and against the roof of her mouth. She knew it wouldn't be long before he was spurting his cum into her mouth. She could feel every inch of her body vibrating with pleasure at the idea of drinking his cum. And this time she was going to drink him dry.
Vicky could feel her juices soaking her panties. She was really turned on. She was going after his cock like a dog after a bone. She was taking almost all of his cock into her mouth with each movement of his hips.
"Suck it all, bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to shoot it into your mouth! Suck it fucking all! Suck it fucking all! I'm getting close, bitch. I'm getting so fucking close!"
Vicky swallowed all of his fat cock as he began to shoot his cum into her mouth. She could feel thick jism on the roof of her mouth and against the back of her throat. She began to swallow as quickly as she could. She could feel what seemed like a gallon of cum going down the back of her throat.
"That's the way, baby," he moaned. "Take it all. Take every fucking drop! Take it all!" Vicky kept moving her head up and down until she had sucked every drop of his hot cum out of his cock. She finally let his cock-head pop out of her mouth.
Immediately, Ricky pulled her up on the couch beside him. He made her stretch out on the couch and he got on top of her. His mouth went to her tits and he began chewing on her creamy titty-flesh. She could feel her pussy throbbing as his hungry mouth worked on her aching tits.
"Ricky," she moaned. "Oh, Ricky. It feels good!"
His mouth opened wider and he sucked her creamy tits as far as he could into his mouth. His tongue began moving over her hard nipples and it made her shiver all over.
"Suck it, baby," she moaned. "Oh, God, suck it. It feels so good. Suck my titties!" He was biting her roughly, but she didn't mind. She felt like her body was on fire. She started lifting her back to push more of her tits into his wet mouth.
She was moaning loud enough for anyone to hear if they were standing in the hallway outside. She didn't care who heard. Her pussy was dripping hot. She could never remember feeling so turned on.
"Play with my pussy, Ricky," she moaned. "Oh, please play with my cunt. It feels so good!"
She felt his hands underneath her skirt. He spread her legs apart and his fingers started stroking her cunt-lips through her panties. She could feel the hollow feeling in her belly. Her entire cunt quivered with need.
"Take my clothes off," she moaned. "Please, take them off. I want to feel you playing with my cunt. Play with your teacher's cunt!"
Ricky was laughing as he pulled her skirt up to her waist and slid his hand inside her panties. She felt him drawing his fingers across her cunt-lips. She gasped and spread her legs wider. She was humping his fingers like a whore, but it was what she needed.
"Put them in me, Ricky," she begged. "Oh, please fuck me with your fingers. I need them so bad!"
"I've got something better in mind," Ricky said.
He started pulling her panties down her legs. She didn't mind that. She lifted her ass off the couch so that he could slip them off her legs. He spread her legs and looked into the inviting pink lips of her hungry pussy.
"You've got a beautiful cunt, baby," he told her. "A really beautiful cunt!"
"Play with me, Ricky," she said. "I'm burning up. Play with my pussy!"
"No," Ricky told her. "I told you. I've got a better idea. I want to see you play with your cunt!"
"Don't make me do that, Ricky," she moaned. "I don't want to do that!"
"Do it, cunt," Ricky demanded. "Play with your cunt. I want to see your fingers inside your pussy. Just like you do at home!"
There was nothing she could do. Her cunt was burning up and she couldn't wait another minute. Ricky was being cruel to her, but she couldn't think about that now.
Instead, she slid her hands up her thighs and touched her quivering pussy. She could feel her slippery pussy-flaps pulling at her fingers, trying to suck them deep inside her cunt.
She tried one last time to get Ricky to play with her. She grabbed his hand and tried to pull his fingers against her pussy. Ricky only laughed and pulled his hand away.
She could wait no longer. She covered her cunt with her hand and stabbed two fingers inside her pussy.
It felt so good that she left them there for a minute. Her ass started making rotating motions as the pleasure sensations started going through her.
"Doesn't that feel better, cunt?" Ricky asked. "Doesn't it feel good to have your fingers inside your cunt?"
"Oh, yes," she moaned.
She began to stroke her cunt, moving her fingers in and out of her pussy. She could already feel the excitement growing in her pussy. She knew she wouldn't last long. Her thighs trembled as she began to work her fingers faster in and out of her pussy.
"Taste your fingers," Ricky said. "Put your fingers in your mouth and suck on them. Taste them!"
Ricky was trying to make her feel like a cunt, but she had to do everything he wanted. She felt too weak to resist.
She pulled her fingers out of her pussy and sucked on them. She tasted her tangy juices before she put her fingers back inside her pussy again. This time she felt a shudder going through her lush cunt, and she knew she could control herself no longer.
"Come with your fingers," Ricky told her. "I know you want to. I can tell. Come with your fucking fingers.
Come, bitch!"
She felt the explosions start rocking her body. "I am coming. I'm coming in front of you! My fingers are getting so wet. Oh, Jesus, I'm coming. I'm coming! I'M FUCKING COMING!"
The hot explosions rocked her body again and again. She felt her fingers getting really juicy from her dripping cunt. Finally, she felt her body relax and she pulled her fingers out. "You really are a hot bitch," Ricky said. Vicky could think of nothing to say.
CHAPTER SIX
Jennifer Crawford looked nothing like her son. Jennifer was small and dark and had a very luscious figure. It had surprised Vicky when Jennifer had called her at home and said they had to meet. Vicky had told her to come on over, but she was curious as to why Jennifer did not want to meet at school.
Jennifer knocked on Vicky's door an hour later. Jennifer was dressed in a flowered blouse and a skirt.
Vicky felt a little ill at ease as she realized that Jennifer was not wearing a bra. Her large tits pressed against the fabric of her blouse. Vicky could actually see the outlines of Jennifer's big brown nipples.
"Come in," Vicky said. "I had been planning a dull evening at home grading papers. I didn't expect company, so the house is not exactly the cleanest."
"Don't worry about it," Jennifer said. "You should see my house. I'm not the world's best housekeeper."
"Would you like a drink or something?" Vicky asked.
"Anything that's strong," Jennifer said. Vicky made two vodka drinks from her bottle in the kitchen. Jennifer was settled on the couch with her long legs tucked under her when Vicky came back to the living room. Again Vicky found herself looking at Jennifer's big tits.
Vicky had always been kind of a shy person. She would have never considered going out in public dressed like that. It made Vicky nervous. And she couldn't understand why she couldn't help but look at those tits.
She bit her lip as she handed Jennifer her drink. She tried to keep from staring as she walked over to the chair and sat down.
"You know something?" Jennifer said. "You're a lot different from what I expected."
"But you've met me before," Vicky said. "At the PTA meeting."
"That's what I mean. You acted like a nervous young girl and that's what I expected. Right now you're acting like the perfect hostess. That's what makes me curious about you."
"But why should you be curious about me?"
"There could be a lot of reasons," Jennifer said. "But I'm mostly curious because of what I found in my son's closet."
Vicky started suddenly feeling sick to her stomach. She had a feeling that she knew what Ricky would keep in his bedroom closet. Again those pictures of her had popped up. God, why had she ever let these things happen. "I don't understand," Vicky said.
"I think you do. And I think you were really kind of foolish to let my son take pictures." Now Vicky really was sick. There was no doubt that Jennifer was talking about the pictures. Vicky could see what was going to happen. Her life in this town was over. She would have to find a new place to live, and she would probably never be allowed to teach again.
And Ricky was under age, so there could be criminal charges.
"I still don't know what you're talking about," Vicky said, trying desperately for a way out. Maybe she was wrong. Maybe the picture Jennifer had found wasn't a bad one.
"Don't be a stupid woman," Jennifer said. "I'm talking about these. I'm sure you've seen them!"
Jennifer took an envelope from her purse and put it down on the coffee table. Vicky didn't want to look, but she had to. Her fingers trembled as she picked up the envelope.
The first picture was of her bent over the car while Ricky was pushing his cock into her pussy. Vicky closed her eyes. It was just as bad as she'd feared.
"They're really not very good pictures," Jennifer said. "You can't see you very well, but you can see well enough to know who it is. And to realize you're enjoying yourself. It was really a dumb thing to do."
"I didn't let him take the pictures," Vicky said. "Another boy took them from where he was hiding in the woods."
Jennifer laughed. "That's a good one. And I suppose they've both been by with a threat to show the pictures unless you come across."
Vicky could feel tears stinging her eyes. She nodded her head.
"That's priceless," Jennifer said. "I never thought any of my son's friends had that kind of guts!"
Vicky couldn't understand how Jennifer could seem so jovial about all of this. Vicky had fucked her son and this woman was laughing about it. Perhaps it was just shock. Vicky still wasn't sure about why Jennifer had not told the school board about it already.
"I bet you're wondering what I'm going to do," Jennifer asked. "I bet you're wondering if you're going to keep your job another day."
"I guess I am," Vicky answered.
Jennifer brushed back her dark hair. "I could tell on you. It would ruin you in this town, and you'd probably go to jail for messing with young boys. But I don't think I want that to happen. Not if you're the kind of woman I think you are."
"I don't understand," Vicky said.
"These pictures turned me on," Jennifer said. "I've been thinking about them ever since I found them. I don't give a damn about your fucking my son or half the senior class if you want to. I only care about my own pleasures."
Vicky still didn't understand, but she was starting to get a feeling she didn't like. There was something strange in the way that Jennifer was looking at her.
"What exactly do you want?" Vicky asked. "You're a beautiful woman," Jennifer answered. "And I like beautiful women. You be nice to me and I'll never tell anyone I found those photos. But you have to be very nice to me. Very!"
Then Vicky understood. Jennifer was one of those women who liked to make it with other women. Vicky could feel her heart pounding as her eyes went back to those big tits.
"I've never been with another woman before," Vicky said softly.
"That's all right, honey," Jennifer said. "I'll teach you everything you need to know." Suddenly, Jennifer got up and unbuttoned her blouse and stripped it off. Her big tits popped free and Vicky found herself ogling them. Vicky had never really seen another naked woman before. Not like this. She could see the brown nipples getting hard with excitement.
"Come here," Jennifer said. "Come here, and see how my tits taste. You've been looking at them since I walked in the door. Now come here and find out what they taste like."
Vicky got off the chair and went to Jennifer. She pushed Jennifer back on the couch and knelt down beside her. Vicky pressed her cheek against one of Jennifer's creamy tits. She had never done this before, but it was exciting. She found that she wasn't disgusted by the thought of what she was about to do.
She moved her lips against the creamy tittyflesh. She heard Jennifer moan. Jennifer's hands pressed on the back of Vicky's neck. Vicky moved her lips around to one pouty nipple.
"Your hot breath makes me feel goosepimples all over," Jennifer moaned. "This is going to be fun."
Vicky started licking the creamy flesh. She could feel her own tits getting hard and achy over the excitement of what she was doing. It might have been blackmail, but Vicky knew she might have consented to do what she was doing even without the pictures hanging over her.
"You sweet little thing," Jennifer moaned. "Now take my nipple in your mouth. Suck on my nipple."
Vicky opened her mouth wider and she let the hard nipple go between her lips. She rubbed it with her tongue and she felt it getting harder. She sucked it deeper into her mouth and bit it gently. Jennifer was starting to squirm.
"Oh, baby," Jennifer moaned. "You've been practicing sucking. You know what makes it feel good!"
Vicky hollowed her cheeks as she sucked as much of the creamy tit into her mouth as she could manage.
She felt Jennifer's hands clamping down on the back of her neck as if Jennifer was trying to keep her from escaping. Vicky was enjoying herself too much to try and escape.
She moved her other hand up to massage Jennifer's free tit. She started running her fingers over the hard nipple. She could feel the shivers of pleasure going through Jennifer's body.
"Oh, baby," Jennifer moaned. "Come up here and kiss my mouth and rub your big tits against me!"
Vicky moved up Jennifer's body. She felt Jennifer's hot tits pressing against her own. It was a strange new feeling. She kissed Jennifer's mouth and felt Jennifer's fiery little tongue stabbing into her mouth.
Jennifer's hands stroked Vicky's back. Vicky felt Jennifer's searching hands going all the way down to her asscheeks. Vicky trembled as Jennifer cupped her asscheeks and held them tightly. It caused Vicky to rub her pussy-mound against Jennifer's.
"Ummmmm," Jennifer moaned. "I knew you'd be a hot bitch. Oh, God, rub my pussy like that."
For a long time, the two girls simply kissed and fondled each other. Vicky could feel the fires growing in her body with each passing second. Finally, Jennifer pushed her away. "Where's your bedroom?"
"Upstairs," Vicky answered.
Jennifer was already pulling her up the stairs. Jennifer was also unzipping her skirt and kicking out of it.
Jennifer was left in only her panties and knee-high boots.
They walked into the bedroom and Jennifer pulled Vicky against her. Jennifer's mouth felt hungry as her lips touched against Vicky's face and neck. Vicky moaned as she suddenly felt the hot touch of Jennifer's tongue against the top of her tit.
"God," Vicky moaned. "God, that's nice!"
Jennifer was pulling Vicky's clothes off.
Vicky was like a zombie. She couldn't seem to help. Jennifer got Vicky's blouse and bra off and her tongue was once more licking at Vicky's tits.
"This makes you feel good, doesn't it?" Jennifer asked as she licked at Vicky's nipples. "Oh, Jesus, yes," Vicky answered softly. "It feels so good!"
Jennifer pushed Vicky toward the bed. Vicky landed on her back and Jennifer perched on top of her.
Vicky had never felt so helpless as she looked up into the hungry, lustful face of the dark-haired woman.
Jennifer reached over and unzipped Vicky's skirt. Vicky didn't fight as the older woman peeled away Vicky's skirt and then her flimsy panties.
Then Jennifer raised up and peeled her panties down her legs. Jennifer came back to the bed and started playing with Vicky's tits. Vicky moaned as Jennifer's fingers roamed all over her hot titty-flesh.
"You know how to make me feel good," Vicky gasped.
Jennifer leaned over and began to lick Vicky's nipples again. Vicky felt like screaming. She could feel the hot fires going all over her. It was making her crazy.
She reached up and started fondling Jennifer's big tits. Her hands cupped those luscious mounds. She tried to pull Jennifer's mouth closer to her own fiery titty-flesh. "God," Vicky moaned. "You're making me so wet!"
Jennifer leaned down beside Vicky. Her hand moved down Vicky's belly and started rubbing Vicky's pussy-mound. Jennifer's fingers felt so strange. Jennifer's fingers didn't feel as rough as a man's, but she was far more experienced.
In seconds, Vicky's ass was moving in response to those thrusting fingers.
Jennifer kissed Vicky's mouth again and drove her tongue far down Vicky's throat. Her tongue was in so deep that Vicky almost choked on it. She was gasping for breath when Jennifer raised her head.
Vicky cried out as Jennifer stabbed a third finger into Vicky's hot pussy. Jennifer began moving her fingers roughly in and out of Vicky's cunt. Vicky was squirming all over the bed. Jennifer really knew how to get her worked up.
"It makes me feel so good," she moaned. "You make me feel so good. So good!"
"I know how to make you feel better," Jennifer promised.
Jennifer's experienced mouth started kissing Vicky's tits. Vicky could feel her nipple being sucked up into hot lips and she could feel Jennifer's tongue working over her feverish titty-flesh. She arched her back and tried to drive more of her tit into Jennifer's mouth.
Jennifer's mouth started moving down Vicky's belly. Vicky could feel Jennifer's tongue wetting her flesh.
The older woman knew exactly what she was doing. Her fingers still worked in and out of Vicky's hot pussy.
Vicky felt her mouth at her pubic hair. She felt Jennifer taking in little mouthfuls of her pubic hair.
Jennifer was rolling the dark pussy-hair in her mouth and wetting it. She spit it out and then sucked more pussy-hair into her mouth.
It was unlike anything Vicky had ever experienced. All the time Vicky could feel Jennifer's hot breath blowing between her legs. She felt her pussy was on fire. Her plump pussy-lips were wet and quivering with desire.
"I need your tongue in me," Vicky whispered. "God, I've never felt so good. It feels so good!"
Jennifer's head went between Vicky's legs. Her tongue pressed gently against Vicky's snatch. Vicky thought she was going to go out of her mind. She felt Jennifer's wet tongue pushing into her cunt.
"I've never felt that before," Vicky moaned. "I've never felt anything like that." It wasn't the first pussy Jennifer had ever eaten. Vicky could feel the older woman starting to jab her tongue in and out of Vicky's steaming cunt. Vicky could feel the tip of her tongue touching every sensitive part of her pussy.
It was different than a cock, but it felt almost as good. It sent hot shivers all over her body. She moved her hands down and started massaging her big hot tits.
"Oh, eat my pussy," Vicky moaned. "Oh, I'm glad you found those pictures. I'm glad you came to see me tonight!"
Vicky even surprised herself by what she said. She was glad that Ricky's mother was here and that her tongue was buried in Vicky's cunt. Vicky wouldn't have traded that opportunity for a thousand jobs.
Jennifer was really jabbing her tongue in and out. Vicky could feel the tip of her tongue rubbing against her clit. Suddenly, it seemed like Jennifer's entire mouth was inside Vicky's pussy. Vicky could feel her clit being sucked between hungry lips.
"Oh, Christ," Vicky moaned. Her ass was really coming off the bed!
Vicky was bouncing like her ass was on fire. She knew it wouldn't be long before she came. She squeezed her own titties as hard as she could.
She felt the first wicked spasm going through her body.
"Jesus, I'm coming," she moaned. "I'm coming. It feels so good. Your mouth makes me feel so good! Oh, God, you're doing it to me! You're eating my pussy!"
Vicky's ass lifted off the bed as Jennifer tried to bury her face in Vicky's cunt. Vicky could hear her making swallowing sounds as she swallowed all of Vicky's hot cunt-juice.
Jennifer kept sucking until the last spasm went through Vicky's cunt. Then she raised her head. Vicky knew what was going to come next. She had never done anything like it, but she knew she wouldn't refuse anything that Jennifer wanted.
Ricky's lush-looking mother quickly reversed herself in the bed. She was lying on her back. She reached and pulled Vicky on top of her.
"Now you be nice to me, honey," Jennifer said. "You make me feel good!"
Jennifer had her hands on the top of Vicky's head. Vicky found herself being forced to go down on Jennifer. She let her tongue touch one of Jennifer's hard nipples before she sucked most of her tit into her mouth. Jennifer was squirming with desire.
"Don't play with me, honey," Jennifer said. "I'm too hot to wait. Just stick that sweet tongue in my pussy!"
Vicky's head was forced even farther. Her lips touched Jennifer's lower belly and she got her first smell of Jennifer's delicious pussy. She let her head go between Jennifer's legs. Her lips pressed against the wet plumpness of Jennifer's pussy.
"That's right, honey," Jennifer cried. "Eat my cunt. Stick your tongue in my pussy and eat!"
Vicky didn't have time to think about what she was doing. She felt her face being pulled into the slick wetness of Jennifer's cunt. Vicky began pushing her tongue between the cuntlips. She drew her tongue back at the first tangy taste.
She felt Jennifer's hands on the back of her head. Jennifer was trying to pull her face back. Vicky was taking deep breaths. She had enjoyed sucking cock, but she wasn't sure she could manage this.
"Come on, honey," Jennifer demanded. "Be nice to me. You'll get to love the taste. I promise you.
Besides, you know what will happen if you back out now."
Vicky did know what would happen. She let herself be pulled back into Jennifer's pussy. This time she started rubbing her tongue up and down the wet cunt-entrance. She could smell nothing else but Jennifer's smell. Jennifer's smell seemed to cover everything.
"Eat my cunt, honey," Jennifer moaned. "Eat my pussy just like I ate yours. Get on it, honey!"
Vicky's face went all the way between Jennifer's legs. She heard the older woman moan as she pushed her tongue once more between the plump and juicy cunt. She tasted Jennifer's tangy juice again. She did not draw her tongue back. This time she pushed her tongue deeper into the moist pussy-hole.
"That's right, honey," Jennifer moaned. "Now you're doing it. Do it to me good!" Vicky began to slowly stab her tongue in and out of Jennifer's cunt. Vicky was growing used to the tangy smell. She was getting used to catching her breath when she could. She knew she was pleasing Jennifer because Jennifer was moaning savagely.
Vicky pushed her face closer. Her searching tongue found the older woman's clit. She thought Jennifer was going to jump right off the bed. She felt Jennifer's hands in her black hair.
"Now use your tongue like a cock," she moaned. "Stab it in me hard. Use your tongue like a fucking cock!"
Jennifer's body was really moving wildly now. Vicky did as she was asked. She started driving her tongue between the plump cuntlips, pretending her tongue was a cock and she was fucking Jennifer hard.
"God, that's what I need," Jennifer cried. "It's been so long since I've had good tongue. So long. I'm going to come, honey. I'm going to fucking come! OH, FUUUUUUUCK!"
Vicky started swallowing as Jennifer poured her cunt-juices into Vicky's mouth. Vicky had problems getting it all down. She felt the juice smearing her tongue and chin.
Finally, she felt the last pleasure-spasm go through Jennifer and the older woman relaxed.
"That was sweet, baby," Jennifer moaned. "You really learn fast!"
Vicky had to agree that she had been learning things fast. And she felt like there was more to come.
There was still so much that she hadn't experienced.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Marc Wilson was the football coach at the high school. He was a tall, husky man who was known for his ugly temper. Even the smart-aleck senior boys would not mess with him. He had once been known to pick up a senior boy and carry him over one shoulder to the showers where he dumped him under ice-cold water.
Vicky knew that half the women teachers in school were either afraid of Marc or very attracted to him.
Even those that were frightened by him had been known to give him that kind of look when he went by.
Vicky was one of those who was frightened by him. He was so big and tough-looking that he looked as if he could break a person in half without really trying.
Vicky had not spoken more than a few words to him all the time she had been working at the school.
She was surprised to find him waiting by her car the next Monday after school.
"Hello, Mister Wilson," she said. "Can I do something for you?"
"You can start by calling me Marc," he said. "And you can have a drink with me." That really surprised her. She had never dreamed that Marc might be interested in having a drink with her. She almost wished she could. For all of his nasty reputation, Marc was still a very attractive man. But she couldn't.
Not tonight.
"I'm sorry," she said. "I can't."
"You have another date?" he asked.
"It's not that," she answered. "But I have so much work to do."
"You can forget about work for a while," he told her. "I know a nice little place where we can have some wine and something good to eat and we can get to know one another. Two teachers in the same school should get to know one another."
He gave her a lewd wink as he took her arm and walked her over to his car. She was growing more surprised by the moment. She started wondering what Marc knew about her. After Ricky's mother had found the pictures, Vicky didn't know who the next person would be who popped up out of the woodwork.
Marc was acting like the gentleman. He opened the door for her. She felt his eyes on her legs as she settled into his car and pulled her skirt down to her knees. Marc walked around and got into the driver's side.
"Why did you have this sudden impulse to invite me out tonight?"
"It's not really sudden," Marc answered. "I've been thinking about it for a while." Marc had been thinking about it for a while. Ever since he'd heard the two boys talking in the shower. His office was near the shower and often he could hear what was said if the boy's voices grew loud enough. Both of the boys were on his football team and they were talking about the teacher who was putting out to some of her students. He'd nearly fallen out of his chair when he'd heard Vicky's name. He'd always thought of Vicky as the ultimate cherry.
Marc started the car, but his mind wasn't on his driving. He kept glancing over at the dark-haired teacher sitting next to him. God, she had a pair of big tits and those long legs that could wrap around a man delightfully.
Marc had fucked about half the teachers in the school. Most of them were too scared to try to resist. His best fuck had been the mousy Mrs. Patterson who taught social studies. She had resisted with all her strength until he'd gotten her bent over her desk and began driving his big cock into her pussy from the rear. She had quit resisting and you could hear her sobbing with pleasure in the next county.
He'd been back to fuck Mrs. Patterson a couple of times. One time had been in the PTA meeting with her husband standing there watching and too fucking scared to do anything about it.
Yes, Marc enjoyed fucking, but he'd never thought of fucking Vicky. She looked too young and too virginal. But all that was over. Marc was going to give her his thick cock tonight.
"Why do you keep looking at me like that?" Vicky asked.
"Because I think you're a good-looking woman," Marc said. "We're almost at the place I was telling you about. I think you'll like it."
Vicky didn't care for the looks of the place. It was crammed with truck drivers and salesmen, and they gave her the once-over when she came in.
But the food was delicious. It was served by a mini-skirted waitress who seemed to know Marc very well. At least, she didn't mind when Marc ran his hand up the back of her skirt and patted her on the ass.
Vicky usually didn't drink beer, but tonight she had a couple. There was a faint buzz in her head. She didn't refuse Marc's arm when he offered it to her. She had to have his arm to be able to stand up. Marc took her back to his car, and this time he didn't act like a gentleman.
He opened the car door for her, but he grabbed her before she could get in. His lips covered hers and she felt his fat tongue stabbing into her mouth. The strength of his arms around her took her breath away. She had never felt a man so strong.
She was gasping for breath when he released her.
"I've been hearing a lot about you, Vicky," he said.
"You have?"
"Yeah, and most of what I hear is good," he said.
He let her get into the car. She wasn't surprised when he drove her to his apartment. Vicky already knew she was going to get fucked. It was probably going to be the best fuck of her life. Marc was about as close to the savage male as she would probably ever find.
Marc slipped his hand under her skirt as they walked up the stairs to his apartment. "You've got a beautiful ass, baby," he told her. "I like a woman who's got a nice ass." His fingers made her shiver as he caressed her asscheeks through the thin material of her panties. She could feel a puffy feeling in her cunt-lips and she knew this savage man was turning her on.
Marc opened the door and pushed her inside. He was on her in a moment. His hands went down her back to grab her asscheeks and he jerked her against him. This time he drove his tongue deep down in her throat. She almost choked on it.
"Oh, shit, baby," he groaned. "You're something else. I've got to have some quick relief. Do me this way!"
He put a hand on top of her head and forced her down to her knees. She realized the door was still open and anyone could walk down the hall and see them. Somehow it made things more exciting.
"Take my cock out, honey," he told her. "Take my big cock out and worship it on your knees. Give me a little relief, baby!"
She could see the huge outline of his cock pressed against his trousers. It made her shiver. She knew she had never had a cock this big, nor had she had a man like Marc. She was glad she'd had a couple of beers because they helped her to feel less afraid of him.
She put her hand on his trousers and started stroking his massive cock. She could feel a nervousness in her hands and throat. Her hands felt sweaty.
"Take it out, baby," he told her. "Take the fucking thing out!"
She unzipped his trousers and put her hand inside. She found his huge prick bunched in his shorts. She wrapped her fingers around his cock-meat and drew it out of his shorts. She pulled on it gently until it popped loose from his trousers.
Marc put both his hands in her hair and pulled her face close to his cock. He could feel her warm breath blowing against his aroused prick-head. Another time and he might have let her take her time giving him a delicious blow-job. Tonight he didn't want a blow-job. He just wanted to fuck this good-looking bitch in the mouth.
"You'd better get ready for it, honey," he told her. "Because I'm going to give it to you like you've never gotten it before!"
Marc shoved forward and she felt his hard cock pressing against her lips. She opened her mouth and his hot cock-meat filled her throat. She felt him push his cock in slowly and then draw it back out. Then he pushed a little faster until he was ramming it deep into her throat.
Marc was getting his cock deeper into her mouth than she had ever felt. She could feel his balls smacking her chin each time he thrust. She could taste every inch of his fat cock-meat.
"How do you like this, baby?" he asked. "How do you like having it this way?"
She couldn't answer. She could only move her head slightly as he kept thrusting his burning cock-meat between her lips. His hands twisted in her black hair and he held her tightly. He didn't want her to get away when he shot his load down her throat.
Marc looked down at her as he kept thrusting his cock between her lips. Shit, she was nice. He could see her red lips making a circle around his throbbing cock. He could feel her tongue working on his cock. It wasn't the first time she had given a blow-job. He wondered how many of her students she had sucked.
"You know how to do it, bitch," he groaned. "You know how to suck cock!"
He thrust his prick into her mouth as fast as he could. He could feel her throat muscles contracting with each thrust. He was suddenly aware of someone standing in the doorway - one of the older ladies who lived down the hall. She was watching with wide open eyes as if she'd never seen anything like this before. Probably she hadn't.
"Make it good, baby," he groaned. "You've got an audience. Show the lady how good you suck cock!"
Vicky was almost ashamed of herself to be doing this in front of the old lady. Almost! But she couldn't ever be ashamed enough to stop what she was doing. She was too afraid of Marc and too excited by what was happening.
"Suck it good, baby," he groaned. "Feel it getting hard and good in your mouth? Feel my cock-head growing? Shit, pretty soon I'm going to shoot it in your mouth. I wonder if the old lady's ever swallowed any cum. Show the old bitch how her husband wants to be done."
Vicky would have thought the old lady would have left by now. But she was still standing there with her mouth hanging open. Vicky tried to ignore her as she continued to suck Marc's cock. She could feel his cock getting slightly bigger. Some of his jism had already leaked onto her tongue.
"Get ready for the load, bitch," he groaned. "Get ready for my fucking load! OH, JESUS, GET READY, OH, FUUUUUCK!"
He suddenly rammed into her mouth so hard that she was afraid he had broken her neck. Then she felt his cock-head growing and the hot spurts of his jism going down her throat. He kept ramming his prick between her lips as more and more of his jism filled her mouth. She started swallowing as quickly as she could. His jism tasted thick and salty. She kept working her mouth up and down his cock to drain every drop of his precious cum.
"Christ, baby, you know how to suck it," he said finally. "You know how to make a real man feel good."
Marc felt like the show was over for the old lady. He smiled and kicked the door shut. The old lady still had that stunned look on her face. "I wonder if she will try that tonight on her husband," Vicky said.
"Hell, she ought to," Marc said. "She would have sucked mine quickly enough." Vicky knew that Marc was not just bragging. He did seem to have some kind of power over women. Even her. She didn't resist when he took her arm and led her into the bedroom. "Strip, baby," he demanded. "I want to see that hot body of yours!"
Vicky was trembling as she started taking off her clothes. She had never felt so completely dominated by a man before. Marc was the kind of man who had complete authority. Vicky could understand how the students never crossed Marc.
Vicky had her blouse off. She took off her bra. She saw his eyes widen when her luscious titties popped free.
"Gorgeous," he said. "I knew you had a big pair of tits, but I never thought they'd look so good!"
He didn't give her much of a chance to pull off her skirt. He grabbed her and made her sit at the edge of the bed. His cock was back at her mouth. She sucked his limp prick between her lips. She felt it stiffen.
She felt his rough hands on her titties.
"Shit, these feel good," he moaned. "This is what I like, baby. A big pair of tits."
He continued to play with her tits as she sucked him. Her head bobbed back and forth. She could feel his prick getting thicker with each movement. She slipped her hands up to play with his balls. She had never known a man who could get so hard so quickly.
"Baby, you make me feel fine," he told her. "You really know how to gum a cock!"
He gripped her tits roughly. She felt his fingers rubbing her aching nipples. She wanted to feel his mouth on her tits, but she didn't know how to ask.
He didn't make her wait. He pushed her back on the bed and his hands moved down her body. She felt his hands going under her skirt while his mouth started kissing her creamy tits.
His mouth opened wider and she felt him sucking one of her hot tits. His tongue started rubbing over her nipple. It made her squirm with desire. She opened her legs to his searching hand. She nearly jumped off the bed when his hands grabbed between her legs.
"Does that feel good, baby?" he asked her. "Does that make you feel good?"
"Oh, God, yes," she answered. "I love to have my pussy played with!"
He moved up to kiss her mouth. His tongue rammed between her lips and she started moaning excitedly. She could feel his saliva dripping into her mouth and it only made her hotter.
She reached down for his cock. Her fingers circled his vibrating flesh. He really felt hard now. She circled his cock tighter and started working her hand up and down. She felt his jism leaking onto her fingers and it made her shiver.
"God, that feels so good," she moaned. He pulled away from her and started stripping off his clothes. He had the kind of muscular, hairy body she'd expected. He was little more than an animal, but an animal was what she needed at that moment.
Vicky didn't bother taking off her skirt. She slipped her panties down her legs and kicked them off. She bunched her skirt at her waist. Her pussy was quivering with need. She could hardly wait to get his big cock inside her.
"I want you to fuck me," she whispered. "I need you to fuck me. I want your big cock so bad!"
He didn't answer her, but he moved up between her thighs to give her what she asked for. He gave it to her in one hard shove that split her cunt-walls and sent his magnificent cock deep inside her cunt. She felt like screaming as she felt how deep his throbbing cock rammed into her cunt.
"I want to be fucked," she whispered. "I need to be fucked so bad. Give it to me good and hard. Give it to me good!"
He gave it to her just like she needed it. He didn't waste any time. He was an animal and he gave it to her like an animal. He started pounding his fat cock into her as hard as he could. He made her quiver each time he thrust into her cunt balls-deep.
"You want it hard, baby," he said. "You're going to get it hard. You're going to get it really hard!"
Vicky thought she'd been fucked before, but it had never been like this. Marc was ramming his cock so deep inside her that she thought it was going to come out her asshole. She felt his hands go underneath her to lift her asscheeks. His cock slid in deeper.
"Wrap your legs around me, bitch," he groaned. "And move that sweet ass. Move it like you're trying to tear my fucking cock off!"
Vicky lifted her legs and moaned as his cock-head seemed to pry right into her belly. She wrapped her legs around his back. She started to move her ass back and forth along the bed.
It made the pleasure so much better. Vicky was beginning to realize that there was so much she didn't know about fucking. Marc was just the one to teach her.
She moved her hands down his back. Her body jerked with the first quick spasm of pleasure. She let her nails dig into his back and she knew she was leaving bloody streaks.
"Oh, Christ," she moaned. "You're going to make me come. You're going to make me fucking come. Oh, God, it feels so good. It feels so fucking good. You're making me crazy! Oh, God, you're making me nuts.
IT FEELS SO GOOD!"
Her pussy-juices soaked his cock as her body was rocked by her orgasm. She could feel his cock getting stiffer and she knew that he was about to come with her. She kept moving her ass along the bed.
"Come with me!" she screamed. "I want you to come with me. Oh, God, it feels so good. Come with me!"
"You got it, baby," he said. "You're going to feel my cum. You can feel it now, bitch. You can feel it shooting in your pussy. Can't you feel it now? OH, FUUUUUUCK!"
His cum started spurting into her cunt. It seemed like he had just as much as he'd shot into her mouth a few moments before. Vicky knew she'd found a man she could never forget.
She felt him moving inside her until every drop of his cum had been drained into her pussy. Then he pulled away and stretched out on his back. Vicky didn't wait to be asked. She went immediately between his legs. She very gently washed his prick with her tongue, as gently as a mother cat washing her kittens.
Then she dried his cock with her thick dark hair. Vicky was a conquered woman.
CHAPTER EIGHT
It was quiet in Vicky's classroom that next afternoon. Vicky was sitting at her desk dreaming about Marc Wilson. She had spent all night with him. She had never enjoyed fucking a man so much. She wished that Marc would make her his woman. She knew she would never be Marc's only woman, but she was willing to share.
Vicky was shaken out of her daydream when the door to her room slammed. Vicky looked up to see Miss Johnson. Miss Johnson was a tall and willowy blonde who would have been pretty if she'd fixed herself up a little. She had a nice shape.
But Vicky understood that Miss Johnson was interested in very little except teaching. It was rumored that she never went out and that she lived with her elderly mother.
"Miss Wilson," Karen Johnson said softly. "I don't want this to turn into some kind of smut story for the papers. That's why I'm here. I want you to leave this school."
"I don't understand," Vicky said.
"I think you understand very well. I want you to leave this school. Just turn in your resignation and I'll say no more."
"But why on earth would I want to resign?" Vicky asked.
"You're trying to make this hard on yourself," she said. "Very well, I'll tell you. This afternoon I kept a student after school. As he was leaving, an envelope fell out of his pocket. I took a look in the envelope. I assume you can guess what was in it."
"Those damn pictures again," Vicky said. "Yes," Karen said. "Some very ugly, disgusting pictures. That's the reason you're going to resign. And today. You won't remain in this school another moment."
Vicky was at the end of the line. She knew she couldn't keep her secret any longer. Even if she could convince Karen Johnson not to go to the authorities, there would always be someone else.
"All right," Vicky said. "I'll clean out my desk and go up to talk to the office."
"I'll wait," Karen Johnson, her pretty blue eyes cold as ice. "I want to know that it's done."
"You're a bloodthirsty bitch," Vicky said. "I don't like what you've been doing. I think it's sick."
"Maybe you're just jealous," Vicky suggested. "I could get a friend for you."
"You're disgusting," Karen said.
At that moment, Marc Wilson walked into the classroom. He was dressed in his physical education outfit and his muscles bulged out of his thin shirt and shorts.
Vicky saw Karen Johnson glance at Marc and then turn away. There was a light blush on Karen's cheeks and Vicky started wondering if she'd touched on a nerve a few moments before. Maybe Karen Johnson had been a little bit jealous.
"What's going on?" Marc asked.
"I'm cleaning out my desk," Vicky answered.
"I can see that," he said. "What I want to know is why?"
"Maybe Karen should tell you," Vicky said. Marc turned his curious eyes on Karen Johnson. Karen was another one of those teachers that interested him only in passing. She was pretty enough, but she made it so obvious that she was only trying to be prim and proper. Marc had always had the feeling that she'd be an easy fuck if he wanted to spend the time.
"All right, Karen," Marc said. "What's going on?"
"Miss Wilson is leaving our school," Karen said. "She's going to work somewhere else."
"Why?" Marc asked.
"Because she's not the sort of teacher we want here," Karen answered.
It took a few minutes before Marc got the full story out of Karen Johnson. He was smiling when he heard Vicky's explanation of how the pictures got taken.
"You're a foolish little bitch," Marc told Vicky.
"I guess I am," Vicky admitted.
"Put your stuff back up," Marc said. "You're not leaving."
Vicky didn't doubt his word for a minute, and she started putting her things back up. She knew that Karen Johnson was standing there with her mouth wide open in surprise. Vicky hoped that Karen didn't do anything foolish. Marc had a bad temper.
"I'll go to the office myself," Karen said. "I promise you. I won't have a slut like that working here. This is my school!"
Her voice was getting loud and Marc put two fingers over her mouth. It shut her up immediately.
"You've got a big mouth," he said. "But I don't really think you're stupid enough to go to the office. Not really."
Marc's fingers went down her face and closed around her throat. Karen was turning a very pale color.
"You have to understand that I've gotten sort of attached to Miss Wilson. I want to keep her around.
You wouldn't want to break up a nice relationship, would you?"
"No," Karen answered, trembling.
Vicky almost felt sorry for the teacher. Karen was trembling with fear but there was also something else in her eyes. And Vicky understood what it was. Poor Karen had been a spinster all her life. She had probably never been fucked, and she wanted it badly. She wanted Marc's cock.
"Good," Marc said, releasing her throat. "Now go over there and give her a kiss to make up!"
Karen tried to get by with a kiss on Vicky's cheek. Vicky knew that wasn't what Marc wanted, but she didn't say anything.
"Kiss her nice." Marc's voice was hard. "Kiss her like you mean it!"
This time the kiss was soft and on the lips. Vicky surprised Karen by slipping her a little tongue. There was a shocked look on her face when she stood up.
"That's better," Marc said. "But not good enough. I want you two to be real good friends from now on.
Now kiss her like you want to kiss her!"
"I don't understand," Karen said, her voice close to a sob.
"Kiss her like this," Marc said.
Suddenly, Marc crossed the room and put his arms around Karen. Karen resisted only a little. Her face turned up and Marc's lips pressed hard against hers. Vicky had never seen a woman get so weak so fast.
Karen could hardly stand when Marc released her.
"Kiss her like that," Marc said. "But I couldn't," she protested.
"Kiss her, goddamn you, whore!" Marc said. "Kiss her now!"
Vicky decided to help her. She caught Karen around the neck and held her face close. Their lips touched and this kiss wasn't quite so gentle. Karen didn't draw back when she felt Vicky's tongue in her mouth.
"Now open her blouse and play with her tits," Marc commanded. "Go ahead, bitch. You know you've always wondered what those big jugs of Vicky's looked like. Now's your chance. Play with them!"
Karen kept begging not to have to do this even as she opened up Vicky's blouse. Karen's hand slipped inside the opening of Vicky's blouse and touched the heat of her flat belly. Vicky could feel Karen's hand trembling.
Vicky kissed Karen. She felt Karen's tongue responding. She felt Karen's hand cupping her titty. She could see Marc behind her. He was grinning and rubbing his cock.
"Take her bra off," Marc demanded. "Let those big tits free!"
Karen reached around behind Vicky and unhooked her bra. Vicky pushed her tits forward and the bra cups fell away. Karen gasped as she saw Vicky's big, creamy tits.
"Lick them, Karen," Marc said. "Lick her fucking tits. Show her how sorry you are to have hurt her feelings."
Karen Johnson was sobbing softly, but she was no longer resisting anything that Marc wanted her to do.
Vicky felt Karen's hot breath blowing against her titties. Vicky moaned when she felt Karen's sweet mouth slowly covering one of her nipples. She felt her nipple being sucked into Karen's mouth.
"Oh, Jesus," Vicky moaned. "Jesus, do that to me. I like to have my nipple sucked!" Karen may have been forced to do this, but she didn't act like she hated it. Karen's sweet mouth was sucking hard on Vicky's nipple until Vicky thought she was going to suck it all the way into her throat. Vicky caressed the back of Karen's blonde head.
"That's right, sugar," she said. "That's what I want. Do me that way!"
Karen's mouth opened wide. She took half of Vicky's creamy tit into her mouth. Vicky also felt Karen's hands stroking her waist and her thighs. Karen was really beginning to enjoy herself. Vicky had never realized there were so many women who enjoyed making it with another woman.
"That's right, honey," Marc told her. "Now you're getting into the mood of things!"
Marc stripped off his shirt and Vicky gasped at the sight of all his powerful muscles, even though she'd seen them before. But Marc's muscles turned her on the way her titties turned on Marc.
Marc came closer and bent over the desk. Karen was kneeling and it was no problem for Marc to reach underneath her and start to fondle her hanging tits. Karen began to squirm around as Marc's experienced fingers worked over her big tits.
Vicky could tell that Karen was getting a little crazy over what Marc was doing to her. Her body was wiggling and she was sucking harder on Vicky's tits. Vicky didn't mind that at all.
"Sweet thing," Marc groaned. "I've always wondered about you. You look like a sweet piece of ass!"
Marc moved one hand down her back to her asscheeks. Karen had always tried to walk so prim and proper, but there was nothing prim about her now. Her pretty little ass was moving back and forth in response to Marc's caressing fingers.
"You like that, don't you?" Marc asked Karen. "You like having your pretty little ass played with?"
Karen couldn't answer because her mouth was so full of delicious tit. Her mouth had moved to Vicky's free tit and her hand had come up to caress the other tit. Her fingers worked on Vicky's hard nipple until Vicky thought she was going to go crazy.
"Sit up on the desk," Marc told Vicky. "And raise your knees."
Vicky didn't know what Marc had in mind, but she wasn't going to argue. She was feeling too good. She climbed up on the table and spread her legs. She raised her knees slightly so that her dress fell back to reveal her flowered panties.
"Take her panties off," Marc told Karen. Karen was scared and trying not to show it. She moved around between Vicky's legs. She grabbed Vicky's thighs. Vicky helped Karen to pull her panties down. Vicky kicked them off and then moved back into the same position she was in. Marc made her back up a little on the desk.
"Now, cunt," Marc told Karen. "I'm going to see just how much you're really sorry you tried to run my friend off. Put your face in her cunt ! "
"Please," Karen begged. "I can't do that."
"Do it, bitch!" Marc demanded. "Don't make me mad!"
Vicky didn't want Marc mad, either. So she reached for Karen's blonde head and pulled her down between her thighs. Vicky looked straight at Marc as she felt the first gentle touch of Karen's lips.
Oh, yes," Vicky moaned, moving her ass from side to side. "Lick it, honey. Lick my cunt ! " Vicky pressed Karen's mouth closer against her steamy cunt. She felt Karen's tongue probing at her hot slit. She opened her thighs a little wider. She forced Karen's face even farther into her pussy.
"Lick it, baby," Vicky moaned. "Lick my hot cunt!"
Vicky could see what Marc was doing. He had bent over behind Karen and he was pushing his lower body against her ass. She could tell that Karen was feeling his fat cock because she was squirming in heat.
"Pull up her dress," Vicky moaned. "Stick your big dick in her cunt. That's really going to make her suck pussy!"
Marc was grinning as he stepped back and peeled Karen's dress up the backs of her thighs to bunch it at her waist. She was wearing a pair of plain white cotton panties. Marc took the thin material in one hand and ripped it off. He pulled her legs a little farther apart and made her bend a little more. He licked his lips as he stared at her tight-looking blonde pussy. "Shit, baby," Marc said. "You've got a good-looking cunt!"
Marc moved forward. His big cock brushed against Karen's thighs and Karen shivered. He held his cock in his hand and rubbed the massive cock-head against her inner thighs. Karen was really sticking her tongue deep into Vicky's cunt. Vicky thought she might be trying to split her in half with her tongue.
"I don't think she's ever been fucked," Vicky said. "Take it easy on her."
"Don't worry, honey," Marc assured Vicky. "Your friend Marc knows what to do with virgin pussy!"
Karen was again making sobbing sounds as Marc pressed forward a little more. His hot prick was rubbing against Karen's pussy. Marc eased forward and his big cock-head popped gently into Karen's pussy.
Jesus, she was tighter than shit.
"You're going to get some cock, baby," he told Karen. "You're going to get some fucking cock!"
He pushed and his cock was slowly going into her tight pussy until he reached her virgin walls. Then he shoved hard and his prick tore through her hymen.
Vicky knew it was coming. She kept her hands clamped down on the back of Karen's head. Karen started screaming and trying to rise up when Marc's cock went all the way inside her. She kept screaming until Marc's cock started to feel good.
Marc really did know how to make a virgin feel good. He didn't rush things. He simply kept his cock inside her until her ass started moving against him again.
"That's the way, sugar," he told her. "I knew you'd come around. You're starting to feel it now."
Vicky started squirming with the first flood of feeling that shook her body. She spread her legs wider.
She held onto the back of Karen's head tightly.
"Eat me, sugar," she moaned. "Eat my pussy. Eat it up!"
Karen's tongue jabbed deeper into Vicky's pussy until Vicky could stand it no more. She could feel the hot ache in her belly. She could hear Karen starting to swallow her juice.
"Eat me, honey," she screamed. "I'm coming. Eat my cunt! EAT ME!"
Karen's tongue jabbed deeper and deeper into her sweet pussy and Vicky was jumping all over the desk.
Her fingers tangled tightly in Karen's thick blonde hair. Vicky could hear Karen swallowing all of her tangy juices, her mouth and tongue still working as Vicky came.
Karen lifted her head. Her face was smeared with Vicky's cream. Her face had a look of deep pleasure.
Marc was still ramming his cock into her from behind. Vicky moved around so that she could reach under Karen and caress her tits.
"Oh, God, baby," Karen moaned. "I've never had cock before. It feels so good. It feels so good!"
Marc took his cock out of her. It was cold and hard on the floor, but Karen didn't seem to mind when he pushed her down on her back. He finished stripping off his clothes and hers.
Vicky admired her slim body with her big tits. But she admired Marc even more. His cock stood out fiercely. It made Vicky weak just to look at it.
Marc dropped down on top of Karen. He made her raise her knees slightly as he rammed his cock between her legs. Karen started moaning gently as soon as his cock was inside her. Marc began a slow and deep fucking motion.
"That feels so good," Karen cried. "God, that feels so good!"
Vicky got down on her hands and knees and slid her hands between their bodies. She began to caress Karen's tits. She could feel her twin peaks coming alive in her fingers. Karen's nipples seemed to grow stiffer.
"Oh, God," Karen moaned. "I think I'm going to come. I think I'm going to fucking come. Oh, God, OH, GOD!"
Her ass came off the floor. She screamed again and again as a hot flood of passion flashed through her.
Vicky could actually feel the tension easing out of her body.
"That's the way, baby," he moaned. "That's the way to move!"
He was driving his prick into her pussy as hard as he could. Vicky moved around quickly and started caressing his heavy balls. She could feel Marc's body jerking.
"I'm coming, bitch," he moaned. "I'm going to fucking come. Shit, it feels good. It feels so fucking good!
Feel my cum, bitch! FEEL MY FUCKING CUM!"
He drove into her hard and his prick began to squirt cock-cream into her pussy. Vicky moved her hand until she could feel Karen's wet cunt. She felt some of his jism leaking out on her fingers. She tasted it.
"Fucking fantastic," Marc said softly. "I think I'm going to keep you two around!"
CHAPTER NINE
Vicky was feeling bored. She hadn't seen Marc in a couple of weeks. She was beginning to understand about Marc. He was the kind of man who always wanted a new woman to fuck. He was bored easily by the same girl. Vicky didn't like it, but she knew there was nothing she could do. Marc would fuck her again when he felt like it.
But knowing that didn't help Vicky's boredom. That was the reason she'd decided to attend the school's last football game. Vicky didn't like football very much, but at least it would be something to do.
Besides, Vicky hadn't even seen Ricky in a couple of weeks. Not since Ricky's mother had showed up.
Vicky thought that maybe Ricky's mother had stopped Ricky from seeing her.
Vicky had never thought she'd miss the young man, but she did. It was nice having Ricky around. He wasn't half the man Marc was, but at least he could satisfy the hungers that raged in her cunt.
The football game was a lot more exciting than she'd thought it would be. Watching all those young men hurl themselves at one another made her feel a little excited. It was hard to understand, but there was something stimulating about the game.
Bill was the quarterback - and she kept remembering Bill's lean, trim body and how his cock had been so hot.
God she said to herself. I must be going nuts.
Some of her students stopped to talk to her but it was hard to make small conversation. She kept thinking about all those sweaty young men. She kept feeling a slight tickle between her thighs.
It was cool out. She'd worn a pair of pants and a heavy turtleneck sweater. She was glad she had because her tits were feeling a little swollen and her nipples were hard. It wouldn't do for any of her students to find out she was getting turned on watching a football game.
At halftime, Vicky went out to the refreshment center and purchased a soft drink. The cold liquid didn't seem to help. Her body seemed to throb all over. She wished Marc was around, or even Ricky. Both of them would know what she needed: A good fuck.
Vicky went back up into the stands and watched the rest of the game. Her team lost, but it was a close, exciting game. Vicky sat in the stands until they were almost empty. She kept thinking of Bill, and how it would probably be a nice thing to do to offer her sympathy at their loss.
Vicky made up her mind. It wouldn't be wrong for a teacher to offer sympathy to a student.
It was dark in the hallway below the gym where the boys had their locker room. Vicky stopped at the entrance. She thought that some of the boys would have probably left, but Bill might still be there. Or even Marc might be downstairs somewhere. She'd seen him on the field.
In a few minutes the door to the locker room opened and Bill came out. Vicky was surprised to see him so quickly. Bill seemed even more surprised.
"Hi," he said, "Were you waiting on me?"
"No," Vicky lied. "Not really. I just thought it would be nice to say how bad I felt about the game."
"Is that the only reason, Teach?" Bill asked.
"Of course," Vicky answered.
"Well," Bill said. "I'm sure you'd like to say that to the rest of the team. A lot of the guys are still here."
Before Vicky knew what he was doing, he grabbed her hand and pulled her through the double doors.
She tried to pull her arm around, but Bill easily pulled her down the hallway.
"Bill," she protested. "I can't go in there. It's the boys locker room."
"Sure you can," Bill said. "I know you want to talk to the team."
Vicky felt hot and weak all over. Bill led her down the hall and through a set of swinging doors. It seemed like there were about a dozen boys in the locker room. All of them were in various stages of undress. A couple of the boys were completely naked. Vicky tried not to look, but she found herself awed by the muscular, hairy bodies of so many young men.
"Hey, fellows," Bill said. "Look what I found outside. Teach felt so bad about our game that she came down to tell us personally."
Vicky noticed that a few of the shy boys tried to cover their cocks, but a few of them acted as if they liked being looked at. She could tell that a couple were strutting like studs on parade.
"I've got to leave," Vicky said.
Bill put his arm around her so that she couldn't escape. She felt his hand slipping down her back to her ass. He gave her asscheek a squeeze before she managed to squirm away.
"Don't be like that, Teach," Bill said. "I've been telling the guys what a nice woman you are. We were thinking about coming to see you, anyway."
Bill put his arm around her again. This time she couldn't shake him loose. She felt herself being forced back against one of the lockers. Suddenly, Bill was kissing her. His big hands cupped her ass. He jerked her against him tightly as his tongue wormed into her mouth.
She was breathing heavily when he released her. She was turned on, but she tried to bluff her way out of it.
"Don't act this way," she said. "I have to leave now."
"You're not going anywhere, Teach," Bill said. "Not until I'm done with you."
"You don't scare me with those pictures anymore," she said. "I don't give a damn what you do with those pictures. Just leave me alone."
"Crap," Bill said. "I'm not trying to scare you with pictures. I just want you to be nice to me!"
"Please, Bill," she whispered. "Not here. Somewhere else, but not here."
Bill laughed and kissed her mouth again. This time he rammed his tongue deep into her mouth and it took her breath away. He released her and she nearly fell. She felt weak.
Someone had turned on the radio and there was a slow dance rhythm playing.
"Dance for us, Teach." someone said. "Do a dance for us. Shake it to the music."
"I couldn't," Vicky said. "Please, let me go, Bill. Just take me out to the parking lot. I promise you I'll be very nice to you."
"Dance for us, Teach," Bill told her. There was a long bench in the middle of the locker room. Vicky found herself being pushed toward it. She was lifted up on the bench and she found herself surrounded by a lot of grinning faces. Vicky felt scared as she began to sway to the music.
"Come on, Teach," someone said. "You've got to do better than that. Come on and show us something."
"This will help," another boy said, and he handed Vicky a whiskey bottle.
Vicky didn't want to taste it, but another boy climbed up on the bench and forced her to swallow. She gagged on the strong whiskey, and she could feel it burning all the way down. She began to sway a little faster to the music.
They were giving her whiskey again and this time she didn't gag. Her hair pins started falling out and her long dark hair started swinging around her face.
"Show us what you've got, Teach," Bill said. "Show us what you've got. Shake it, baby!"
The whiskey was beginning to get to her and so was the music. She could feel the music reaching her soul. She was dancing a little faster. She hadn't danced like this in a long time. She could hear the boys chanting to her.
"Take it off," she heard a boy saying. "Take it off, bitch. Show us your tits."
She knew they wanted her to strip and it was what she wanted to do. But she was so damned scared.
She felt hands reaching up and touching her legs. There was no place she could go to get away from those touching hands.
"Take it off!" the boys kept chanting. She heard them whistling as she reached for her sweater and pulled it up and over her head. She dropped it on the floor. She was wearing a lacy black bra that barely contained her luscious big tits. She could feel them bouncing as she danced.
"Shit, she looks good!" a boy yelled. "She's got a better pair of tits than you told us about, Bill."
She kept dancing as she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She couldn't stop herself from doing this even though she knew what was probably going to happen if she took her clothes off. All those grinning boys with hard cocks would want a chance to get a piece of her ass. She knew she would be gangbanged!
But she just couldn't help it.
She dropped her bra and let her tits spring free.
"Jesus Christ!" a boy shouted. "Look at them fucking things. Just look at them!" There was something lewdly exciting about dancing in front of these young boys with her tits hanging free. She felt them bouncing faster and faster as her body swayed to the wild music. Suddenly, there was someone up on the bench dancing with her. She didn't recognize him. He was a young red-headed boy with nothing on but a pair of shorts. But there was an obvious bulge in his shorts that showed Vicky he was interested.
The red-haired boy moved closer and his arms went around her waist. They were dancing with her huge tits pressed against his naked chest. Vicky felt his hands moving down her body to stroke her asscheeks.
She felt him pulling her closer until her pussy was vibrating against his hard cock-bulge.
Vicky could feel shivers going up and down her body. She had never felt so wild and wicked. She leaned over and kissed the young man. She let her tongue rub against his. His hands clutched her tighter.
"She's not dancing anymore," Bill said. "She's just rubbing her pussy against Joe."
"I think Teacher's getting worked up," someone else said.
Vicky let her hand stray between them. She locked her fingers around his powerful pulsating cock. She stroked him for a few seconds before she slipped her hand inside his shorts. She almost fainted when she felt her fingers touching his hot cock-meat.
"Suck him, Teach," Bill demanded. "Show us all how you suck a cock!"
The boy seemed a little nervous, but Vicky didn't allow him to pull away. Vicky was feeling crazy and she knew she would do anything the boys wanted, including sucking this young man off in front of them. She could almost taste his cock in her mouth already.
She started pulling his shorts down his legs. The young man stepped out of them. Vicky looked up at his face. He was almost as red as his hair, but she could feel the throbbing excitement of his cock.
Vicky went down on her knees on the hard wooden bench. She could hear the boys urging her on as she put her lips against the crimson tip of the young man's cock.
"Oh, Christ," he moaned. "Christ, that feels good!"
Vicky began kissing all over the head of the young man's cock. He was pushing his hips forward, trying to cram his hot meat into her mouth. She opened her lips and let his long, hard staff cram between her lips. She bit down gently with her teeth.
"I've got my cock in her mouth!" he cried. "I've really got my fucking cock in her mouth. Oh, Christ, it feels so good! It feels so fucking good!"
Vicky began moving her head back and forth. His long throbbing cock was sliding over her tongue and into her throat. She kept letting her teeth skim against the massive head of his prick.
Vicky could still feel hands reaching up and touching her. She could feel fingers running across her big tits. Her nipples felt hard and achy.
She felt another boy on the bench beside her. He was unzipping her pants. She felt him pulling her pants over her asscheeks and down the backs of her legs. She wasn't surprised when she felt hands underneath her lacy panties feeling her asscheeks. She groaned as she felt fingers rubbing against her juicy pussy from behind. She sucked harder at the swollen cock that was thrusting between her lips.
She felt two hands in her dark hair. The young man wasn't so shy anymore. He was holding her tightly so that she couldn't escape the hard cock pounding into her mouth.
"Oh, Christ!" the boy cried. "Christ, I'm going to come. Oh, fuck, I'm going to come. I'm going to shoot into her mouth! I'm going to shoot into her fucking mouth!"
The young man stabbed deep into Vicky's mouth. She felt his cock starting to explode. She felt his hot jism spurting down the back of her throat. She started swallowing as quickly as she could, but the young man must have been saving it. She couldn't take it all. She felt his sticky jism leaking out of the corners of her mouth and dripping on her chin.
She kept swallowing until the boy's prick went soft. His cock slipped out of her mouth and she felt his cock-head rubbing against her chin.
The boy behind her was trying to get her panties off. The whiskey and sex had made her crazy. She didn't resist anything that happened to her. She peeled her panties down and stretched out on her back on the bench. She spread her legs for the second young man.
She expected him to fuck her, but it wasn't his cock he pushed in. Instead, he dropped down on his belly.
She felt his lips pressed against her plump pussy-flaps.
"Oh, God," she moaned. "Oh, God, what are you doing to me?"
"I'm going to eat your cunt, Teach," the boy answered. "I'm going to taste your sweet pussy before the rest of the guys get a chance to get their cocks inside!"
She couldn't believe it was happening to her this way, but she couldn't fight the pleasure that filled her body. She felt lusty heat between her thighs as the young man began to kiss her pussy. She felt his wet tongue slipping inside her wet cunt.
"Jesus," she moaned. "Oh, Jesus!"
This was not a shy, inexperienced young man. His tongue was exploring the complete insides of her pussy. She felt him tasting her as she had never been tasted before. She almost went out of her mind when he drew her hard clit into his mouth and began to suck on it.
"You're driving me crazy," she moaned. "God, you're making me feel so hot all over!" His tongue continued to thrust into her pussy. She was aware that all the other boys had gotten closer to the bench. Now it was no longer just hands that caressed her body. Now she could feel hard cocks rubbing against her sides, her tits, her cheeks.
She turned her face. She felt a rigid prick rubbing against her lips. She kissed it. Her lips opened. She felt the hard prick being shoved into her mouth. She felt someone pushing a cock into her hand. She closed her fingers around it and began jerking the boy off.
Someone shot his wad too soon. She felt the hot spray of jism against the side of her face. She felt a wet cock-head being pulled down her body and across her tits. She could feel cum wetting her tits.
The young boy kept sucking hard on her clit until she could feel the hot ache between her legs. She reached down and grabbed the back of the young man's head. She was grinding her pussy against his face. She spit the cock she was sucking out of her mouth.
"Eat me, baby!" she cried. "Keep eating me like that. It feels so good. It feels so fucking good!"
A boy grabbed her head again and pulled her face around to his cock. She felt his prick pushing against her wet mouth. She opened her mouth and let his cock slip inside.
The boy grabbed both sides of her head. He began ramming his cock into her mouth. She had never thought anything like this could happen to her. She was sucking one cock while another young man was eating her cunt. It was even better than it had been that time with Ricky and Bill.
She was moaning softly as a first hot spasm shot through her body. She was really swallowing the young man's cock as if she couldn't get enough of it. She let her tongue work on his thick cock-head. She could taste salty cum in her mouth.
She sobbed softly as her body twisted in hot desire. She felt spasm after spasm shoot through her body.
She felt the young man's hands underneath gripping her ass as he drove his tongue deep into her cunt.
She could feel the cock in her mouth getting bigger. She let her teeth close around the male cock-flesh and she used her tongue against the crimson tip.
"Jesus," a boy groaned. "She's really a cunt!"
Vicky couldn't deny that. That was what she felt like. A cunt. A hole to be fucked, and she didn't care how many cocks she sucked. She kept working her head back and forth as she took the young man's cock into her mouth.
She felt another football player on top of her body. His hard body pressed her harder against the bench.
She felt a rigid cock pushing against the insides of her thighs. She felt his cock spraying the inside of her cunt with jism.
Another boy had come too soon. She was really taking a bath in hot cum.
"Eat it, bitch!" the young man who was fucking her mouth started yelling. "Eat my cock. Eat it all up, and I'm going to give you a hot mouthful of cum! Eat it, bitch. Eat it!"
She could feel his balls slapping against her chin as he plunged his throbbing cock into her mouth. She could feel his crimson knob getting thicker. She tasted the first spurt of his cock-cream.
"I'm going to give it to her this fucking time!" the boy cried. "I'm going to shoot it into her mouth. I'm going to make the bitch swallow my cum! I'm going to make her fucking swallow every goddamn drop.
Oh, shit, bitch! " He slammed it into her mouth. His prick exploded in gobs of jism against the top of her mouth. She could feel the hot cum on her tongue and down the back of her throat. She started swallowing his male cum-cream ravenously.
"Fuck!" the boy shouted. "Oh, fuck, baby. That feels so good. That feel so cock-sucking good!"
The boys in the locker room had thinned out, but there were still a lot of hairy young bodies around her.
And most of them still had hard pricks. She felt one prick slipping out of her mouth. Then hands grabbed at her.
It was Bill grabbing her this time.
"Turn around, Teach," he told her. "Get down on your hands and knees and look at the wall. I'm going to give it to your sweet pussy from behind."
She turned around on her hands and knees. Bill was ready for her. He barely gave her time to get into position before he was savagely ramming his cock into her wet pussy. He pulled half out and slammed into her again.
"Give it to the bitch, Bill!" a boy cried. "Give it to her hard!"
Bill started giving it to her. He was slamming his prick in and out of her pussy as hard as he could. She felt his cock-head splitting apart her cunt-lips each time he rammed into her. She could feel the slap of his balls each time he thrust.
"Baby, it feels good," Bill moaned. "It feels so fucking good. It feels so goddamned good!"
Bill was fucking her as quickly as he could. She could feel his prick getting fatter each time he thrust into her. She was getting tired. The effect of the whiskey was wearing off. Still, she found herself responding to his brutal thrusting. She was moving her ass all around the bench and moaning softly.
"Here it comes, baby," he groaned. "Here it fucking comes. This is what you've been wanting, bitch! I'm going to give it to you. I'm going to give you every fucking drop!"
He rammed into her deep. She felt his hot prick-cum spurting into her pussy. She was nearly knocked off the bench by the last powerful explosion. She felt him working in and out of her until he had shot every drop into her pussy. Then she felt him pulling his prick out of her wet cunt.
"Here she is, fellows," Bill said. "I've got a date, but you can finish with her. She's a good fuck and she'll give you everything she's got!" Vicky heard the laughter of the other boys and she knew the evening was just beginning for her.
* * *
The rumble of the bus was keeping Vicky awake. She had no idea of what she was going to do with the rest of her life. She only knew that she couldn't stay at the school after she had been fucked by almost the entire football team.
Vicky had gone home and showered and slept for two days. She had written her resignation to the school board and she had packed her bags. Now she was on a bus going to another town and to another life.
Vicky was almost alone on the bus. There was a dark-haired man across from her and a couple of elderly lady travelers up near the front.
Vicky closed her eyes and thought of the rest of that night when the football team had fucked her.
It had been brutal, savage fucking. They had passed her around for seconds and then all the boys had jerked off over her. She had felt jism covering her body.
Vicky hadn't left school because she was ashamed of what she had done. She had enjoyed it. She would never forget it, but she knew she couldn't stay in that town another moment.
She had put her house up for sale before she left and the money would be sent to her mother's house in the next state. She would collect the money when she was a little more sure of what she was going to do.
Vicky was aware of a slight tingling between her thighs, and she turned her head toward the dark-haired man in the seat beside her. He was awake, finally, and he smiled at her.
Vicky made it obvious that she wouldn't mind company. He moved over to sit beside her.
"I'm Matt Johnson," he said. "And you're? "
"Vicky," she answered.
"Are you going far, Vicky?" he asked. "Just as far as I can," she answered.
Vicky moved her thigh so that it pressed against his. Vicky thought that the man probably didn't know how lucky he was. She was getting hot thinking about the boys in school, and this man was going to get the benefit of her horny condition.
"You're a pretty girl, Vicky," he said. "And you're a nice-looking man," Vicky said.
Vicky thought there was no sense in wasting time. She put her hand on his knee and leaned closer. She kissed the side of his face and he seemed a little surprised.
Vicky was a little surprised by her boldness, but the rumbling of the bus was making her hotter by the minute. She was wondering just how much two people could get away with in the back of a dark bus.
"I'm a married man," he told her.
"I don't care if you've got three hundred women," Vicky said. "We're the only ones who matter right now."
Matt seemed to accept that. He turned his head and she kissed his mouth. She quickly stabbed her fiery tongue between his lips and touched his tongue. She felt his hands stroking her shoulders and then moving down to her big, hot tits.
"Beautiful," he moaned. "You feel beautiful!"
His hands cupped her huge tits. She could feel the fire of his fingers through the thick material. She felt her nipples getting stiff and pressing against the fabric.
"I want to see them," Matt said. "I want to suck them. Please, I need to suck them!" Vicky was scared of the others turning around, but that only added to the fever of the moment. She peeled up her sweater and let her fat tits spring free.
"God, you're beautiful," he moaned. "You're not wearing a bra. I can't believe they're real."
Vicky moaned as he put his face against her hot tits. She felt his tongue licking her nipple. He wet both her nipples with his saliva and then she felt him sucking most of one tit into his hot mouth. She felt him open his lips wider. He seemed to be trying to get all of her tit inside his mouth. All the time she could feel his tongue working on her nipple.
"That's nice," she moaned. "Oh, that's so nice!"
Matt sucked on her tits as if he'd never sucked a pair before. His mouth sucked gently. He caressed her with his tongue in every place he could. His sucking was making her hotter by the moment.
"Oh, baby," she moaned. She reached down into his lap and felt the stiff bulge between his legs. It felt like he had a nice, fat cock. Vicky could feel her pussy-juices wetting her panties. This man was really turning her on.
She found the zipper of his trousers and pulled it down. Her hand slipped inside. She had trouble finding his prick. His hard cock was bunched in his shorts. She couldn't seem to find the opening.
Finally, her hand slipped inside his shorts and her fingers circled his hard meat.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "You've got a big one. A big one. That feels nice!"
She carefully pulled his cock out of his trousers and felt him shift position so her fingers could get around his cock a little better. She tightened her grip and began moving her hand up and down. Immediately, she could feel his jism touching her fingers.
He was still savagely sucking her tits, but now his hand went between her legs. He started rubbing her pussy through the crotch of her pants outfit. She couldn't wait to get out of it.
She no longer gave a damn that someone might be looking as she quickly unbuttoned her pants and slipped them down her knees and kicked them off. Her panties quickly followed.
"You're a crazy bitch," he said, laughing. She put her hand between her legs and felt his fingers touching her hot cunt. She moaned as two of his fingers slid inside her pussy. It made her shiver as he began to work his fingers in and out of her cunt.
"Play with me!" she cried. "I like that. Play with my cunt!"
He started finger-fucking her and she felt his fingers rubbing against her slit. It sent shivers of delight up her spine. She knew she was smearing his fingers with her cunt-juice.
"Eat me," she whispered. "Get down on your knees and suck my cunt."
Matt didn't hesitate. He went down on his knees on the dusty bus. She felt him pulling her cunt apart with his fingers. He pressed his face closer and his tongue licked at her pussy. She moaned and spread her legs wider. She slid her ass farther down in the seat.
His tongue began jabbing into her pussy. She knew her pussy-juice was filling his mouth, but he didn't seem to mind. His tongue was licking at her pussy like he couldn't get enough.
He finally pulled her clit between his teeth. He began to chew on it. She pushed her pussy harder against his hungry tongue. She could feel the fires growing in her belly, but she didn't want to come this way.
Not this way. She wanted his cock inside her.
"I want to ride you, baby," she moaned. Vicky unbuckled his belt and peeled his trousers down. She pulled his shorts down to his knees so that she would be able to reach his cock easily. She put one hand around his prick and lowered her other hand to his heavy cum-filled balls. She fingered his balls as she lowered her head and started kissing the head of his prick.
"Baby," he groaned. "You can't do that long. You do that and I'll come!"
She didn't want him to come. At least not yet. She quickly moved over his body. She straddled him so that her big tits pressed his chest and her cunt was open to his cock.
"I'm going to ride you, honey," she moaned. "I'm going to ride your fucking cock!"
She came down on his prick easily. She felt his swollen prick going deep inside her. It felt so damn good.
She had never expected it to feel this good. She had to remain still for a few moments.
"It's so good," she whispered. "Your cock feels so good!"
Vicky kissed his mouth. Her lips widened and she took his tongue into her mouth. She started rubbing her tongue against his.
"It's great, baby," he moaned. "Your pussy feels so fucking good!"
She began to bounce as fast as she could. She could feel his cock getting so deep inside her. She could feel his hard prick-flesh rubbing against her clit.
"Lick my tit!" she moaned. "Lick it while we fuck!"
Somehow his mouth was licking at her hard nipples. His ass was coming off the bus seat as he crammed his cock-meat deeper inside her cunt.
Vicky felt so hot that she knew she couldn't last for long. She was already feeling a wetness dripping out of her cunt. She felt even wetter when she felt his hungry mouth sucking at her tits. She felt the first hot flood of desire going through her pussy.
"It's happening to me!" she screamed. "It's happening. I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come!
OH, GOD, IT'S HAPPENING!"
She screamed loudly as the powerful spasms of pleasure flooded her body. She felt her entire body jerking again and again. She felt her juices soaking his cock and balls. She had never felt so juicy.
"Oh, God, that was nice," she moaned as she started coming back to earth again.
She was still bouncing on his cock. She could feel how stiff his cock was getting. She kept her nipple pressed against his mouth. She slipped her hand behind them and found his heavy balls.
"Your balls feel so heavy," she moaned. "I want you to shoot it in me. I want you to shoot your cum in me!"
"I'm almost there, baby," he groaned. "Almost!"
His ass was really jerking off the bus seat.
She felt like his knob was getting all the way into her belly.
"Now I'm shooting it!" he screamed. "I'm fucking shooting it. I'm fucking shooting my cum! Jesus, it feels so good! It feels so nice! Your pussy feels nice! Shit, it's nice. OH, FUCK ME, BITCH, FUCK ME!"
She felt him come off the bus seat really high as he started shooting his hot jism into her cunt. She felt his prick jerking against her so many times that she knew her pussy had been completely filled with cock-cream.
She bounced on his prick a few more times until she was sure she had drained his prick dry. Then she reluctantly slipped off his prick. It was a good thing. They were coming into a town and they had both barely gotten dressed before the bus was lit up with the street lights.
Matt left her there. But Vicky didn't mind. She wasn't sure where she was going or what she was going to do, but Vicky knew one thing for sure.
