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 I've Created a Monster!  Chapter 2 by Protonus protonus99@yahoo.com

   Sam was often late for his first-period English class.  Today was no
different.  Fortunately his his English teacher, Miss Seymore, was also his
home room teacher, and she never reported him to the attendance office as
long as he showed up before the period ended.  Miss Seymore rationalized
her deference toward Sam by assuming he must have extra responsibilities
around the house, since he was without a father.  But in truth, she had a
small crush on this confident, almost cocky young man, although she would
never admit this to herself.  Sam, of course, did not understand these
psychological complexities.  He only knew that he sensed a slight
submissiveness on her part, and that he could make her blush simply by
smiling at her.

   Sharon Seymore was 26, of East Indian decent, with long dark hair, large
breasts a flat stomach, and a tight round ass made more prominent by the
heels she always wore.  She preferred knee-length skirts, and often wore a
pretty ankle bracelet.  Sam was infatuated with her body, and wanted to
fuck her.  He reasoned that his chances would improve if he could somehow
lure her to his home.

   That afternoon, as his mother, Jill, was kissing his cock and suckling
the last drops of cum from the tip, Sam informed her that the following day
was open house at the school, and he wanted her to invite Miss Seymore over
for dinner.  Further, he wanted to enlist her help in seducing the young
teacher.  Jill was crestfallen, but she knew she couldn't keep Sam to
herself forever.  She decided the best course of action was to do his
bidding, fearful that he might otherwise abandon her altogether.  She
smiled up at him, a strand of semen still dangling from her chin, and said
"leave it to me."

   Sharon was caught off guard by the unexpected invitation, and heard
herself accepting without having really thought it through.  She had never
interacted socially with a student before, but since the invitation had
come from Sam's mother, it did not seem inappropriate.  And the older woman
seemed pleasant enough.  She decided she was simply over analyzing the
situation.  It would certainly be fine to visit Sam and his mother.  She
would probably have a good time.

   When Saturday evening came, Sharon dressed conservatively in a white
cotton blouse a gray knee-length skirt, her ankle bracelet and heels. 
Following the directions she had received from Jill, she was a little
uneasy about how seedy the neighborhood seemed.  Finding the trailer, she
parked her car and walked briskly up the steps and rang the bell.  When
Jill opened the sliding glass door, Sharon at once realized he had over
dressed.  Jill was wearing only a short tee shirt that showed her stomach,
and a short skirt and sandles.  Sam wore only a tank top and sweat pants.
Despite her feeling of awkwardness, she could not help but admire Sam's
muscular arms and chest.

   Jill was the perfect hostess, wasting no time in placing a glass of wine
in her guest's hand.  Sharon was grateful, and thought the wine would help
her relax and enjoy the visit.  No sooner had she drained her glass than it
was replaced by another full glass.  Jill made small talk, and complimented
her several times on her good looks.  Jill was speaking very rapidly,
giving Sharon the impression that she felt a little nervous herself.

   The wine flowed freely and by the time dinner was served Sharon was
feeling quite woozy from drinking too fast on an empty stomach.  This did
not escape Jill's attention, and she recommended that Sharon sit on the
couch and relax for a while.  Then, handing her yet another full glass of
wine, she accidently spilled it down the front of Sharon's blouse.  "Oh
my!" exclaimed Jill.  "We better get that out before it stains!" Before
Sharon knew what was happening, the older woman had pulled her into the
laundry room and was unbuttoning her blouse.  She pulled the blouse off
Sharon's arms and threw it into the laundry tub, and then unzipped her
skirt.  She yanked the skirt down, throwing that into the tub as well. 
Then she said, "Oh, it got on your bra too." In her light headed state,
Sharon could not be sure that any wine had gotten on her bra, but Jill was
completely in charge.  She quickly unhooked her bra, and then in an instant
had yanked her panties down, throwing her undergarments in the tub and
turning on the water.  In a few brief seconds, Sharon had suddenly found
herself stripped naked, all of her clothes floating in a tub of soapy
water.

   "Here, I'll get you something to wear," said Jill and she disappeared,
returning a moment later with a silky oriental looking shirt.  Jill helped
Sharon into the shirt, buttoning it down the front, but it was barely long
enough to cover Sharon's bush.  With her hard nipples plainly tenting out
the fabric, Sharon modestly attempted to pull the shirt down in front, only
causing it to ride up in back exposing her firm ass.  Jill guided Sharon
back into the living room where Sam had taken a position on the couch. 
Jill steered Sharon toward the couch, and gently pushed her into the seat
beside Sam.  Sharon had never felt so embarrassed and vulnerable as at that
moment.

   Sam gave her his winning smile, and said "Welcome back!" This only put
Sharon slightly more at ease.  She was still gripping the bottom of her
shirt in her dainty fists, holding her knees tightly together.  Jill still
had one more trick up her sleeve to help her son in his conquest.  "Why
don't you show Miss Seymore the family album?" she suggested innocently,
handing Sharon a thick, cloth-covered photo album.  Jill tuned the radio to
a soft rock channel, and took the remaining seat on the couch to Sharon's
right.  Sharon was now rather cosily sandwiched between Sam and Jill, and
Sam placed his right arm along the couch back behind her, leaning forward
slightly to get a better view of the photos as Sharon opened it.

   The first page was filled with snapshots of Sam as an infant, a few of
them leaving little to the imagination.  "Wasn't he a beautiful baby?" said
Jill, placing her hand on Sharon' right thigh for emphasis.  "Yes," said
Sharon, trying to be polite.  Turning the page revealed more pictures of
Sam, this time as a toddler.  There were some ordinary pictures of him
playing with toys, plus a frontal shot of him standing naked.  Sharon's
eyes naturally went to his little penis.  "Sam's first steps," said Jill
proudly, now squeezing Sharon's thigh for emphasis.  With Sharon's hands
now occupied with the photo album, each movement of Jill's hand succeeded
in pulling the silky shirt a little farther up Sharon's thigh.

   The next page showed Sam as a young boy standing in the bathtub, his
body glistening with soapy water, and rather large penis that seemed too
big for his little body.  Sharon was also fascinated by another shot
showing Sam licking a lollipop, his long tongue curled completely around
it. As if suddenly realizing that the boy in the pictures was actually
sitting beside her, she turned to Sam with a look of surprise.  Sam merely
smiled his warm smile, then extended his four-inch tongue, wiggling the tip
up and down as if in mock cunnilingus.  Sharon was suddenly feeling very
hot.  Her breathing was becoming shallow, her nipples poking out
prominently.  She squirmed uncomfortably, and Jill seized the opportunity
saying "Sam has a wonderful trick he can do with his tongue," and pulled
Sharon's right leg tightly against her own.  Sharon's bush was now hidden
only by the photo album open in her lap.

   Simultaneously, Sam's right hand that had been resting on the back of
the couch began massaging Sharon's neck, and his left hand began caressing
her left thigh.  Jill reached over with her free hand and turned the page.
"Check these out!" she said brightly as Sharon's eyes fell on a set of
pornographic images.  Sam as a pre-teen was lying on his bed gripping a
penis larger then any Sharon had ever seen, and what appeared to be a
recent photo of Sam sitting naked on the same couch, legs splayed apart,
his massive erect cock pointing straight up past his navel.  He had a
seductive grin on his face, and his thick tongue fully extended and curled
upward.  Sharon made a little gasp, her eyes glued to the images.  The
pungent aroma of her juices were now apparent to all, and Jill said "Show
her your trick, honey."

   With that, Sam slid to the floor and Jill gently pulled the album from
Sharon's hands.  Before Sharon could comprehend what was happening, Sam had
his shoulders wedged between her knees preventing her from closing them. 
His arms reached under her legs, gripping her ass and pulling her forward
as he impaled her on his erect tongue.  "Uhhnnnggg," Sharon moaned at the
sensation of Sam's prodigious tongue pushing into her exposed cunt.  Over
and over Sam plunged his tongue into his young teacher, raking the tip
across her g-spot and giving her clit a hard suck each time he withdrew,
only to plunge deeply in again.

   Jill was now massaging Sharon's breasts, pinching her nipples and
smiling at her.  "Isn't he wonderful?" she asked.  "Aaaiiigh!" Sharon
screamed as her first orgasm overtook her.  Sharon was now grinding her
hips up and down, delirious with pleasure.  "Aaaiiigh!" she screamed again
as another orgasm wracked her body.  Sam then held his teacher tightly
against his mouth, his tongue worming against her g-spot.  "Oh Oh Oh Oh
Oooooohhhhhh" moaned Sharon as a huge orgasm began building in her womb. 
"AAAAAAIIIGGGHHH" she screamed as it broke through the surface.  Wave after
wave of pleasure coursed through her body.  One hand on Sam's head, the
other on Jill's, she writhed on the couch, her heals digging into Sam's
back.  Finally, she passed out.

   Sharon dreamed she was being fucked by Sam, his thick cock stretching
her pussy, her ams and legs wrapped around his young, muscular body.  She
felt owned by him, his play thing, existing to please him.  She awoke on
her back in a strange bed.  It was Sam's bed.  She was now completely
naked, and Sam's weight was upon her, his thick cock pushing into her tight
cunt.  "Uhhhnnnggg" she moaned, griping his shoulders and wrapping her legs
around his waist.  She felt like she was being ripped apart by his massive
girth, and tried to spread her legs wider to accommodate him.  Sam was
taking slow, short strokes, trying to push more of his cock into his young
teacher.  Until now, he had only fucked his mother, and was confused by his
teacher's tightness.

   Growing impatient, Sam pushed Sharon's legs over his shoulders and,
supporting his weight on his hands, began thrusting more forcefully.  "Ungh
Ungh Ungh" Sharon grunted at each thrust.  Sam had only managed to insert
half his cock into her tight snatch, and was already ramming up against her
cervix.  In this position his thick cock head was scraping against her
g-spot on every out and in motion.  "Aaaaahhhhaaaahhhhaaaahhh" Sharon began
moaning continuously as her orgasm gathered strength.  Becoming even more
determined to embed his massive cock fully into his writhing teacher, Sam
moved his hands to her ass, falling forward, her feet still dangling over
his shoulders, and he began pounding her relentlessly.  "Aaaiiigghh," she
cried out as her body erupted in orgasm.  Her head tossing from side to
side, she gouged Sam's back with her nails, and the fresh coating of juices
helped Sam to wedge one more inch into her stuffed and stretched vagina.

   Deciding to try a different approach, Sam grabbed her shoulders, rocking
back into a sitting position, and swung his feet around so he was sitting
on the edge of the bed.  His young teacher was now kneeling astride her
pupil's lap, impaled on his massive cock.  Her juices ran down the
remaining five inches of Sam's meat, coating his scrotum in sticky goo. 
Pulling down hard on her shoulders, Sam valiantly tried to cram even more
of his thick cock into her already over stuffed body, causing Sharon's eyes
to bulge out as she grunted.  He took the opportunity to lick and bite her
breasts and suck on each of her nipples, somewhat disappointed that they
produced no milk.

   Sharon weakly tried to rock up and down on the monstrosity that was
stretching and reshaping her insides.  Unsatisfied with these efforts, Sam
placed his hands under her ass and stood up, her legs flopping to the sides
like a rag doll's.  He leaned her against the wall and resumed his
punishing assault, using her weight to help stuff yet another inch of fat
meat into her widening cunt as he pounded her into delirium.  "Please, I
can't take any more," Sharon sobbed.  Unmoved by this plea for mercy, Sam
was intent only on his own approaching orgasm.  As he got close, he pulled
her back from wall, and fell back back on the bed, crushing her with his
weight.  Unloading a torrent of sperm deep into his teacher's womb, he
simultaneously gripped her hair and forced his thick tongue into her gaping
mouth, muffling his teacher's cries as she orgasmed again.

   Finally, the fucking of her life seemed to be over.  Sam withdrew his
thick tongue from her mouth and appeared to doze off, his softening cock
still filling her resized cunt, his weight still crushing her, making her
feel helpless and dominated.  She felt no impulse to resist the young man
who had so quickly taken possession of her body.  Her own will melted away
as she lovingly caressed Sam's smooth skin before also falling asleep.

   Sharon awoke alone with the full light of Sunday morning shining through
the window.  She slowly sat up in bed, feeling sore all over.  She noticed
she had bite marks on her breasts.  Running her hands over her tender
breasts, and down her stomach to her crotch, she was horrified to discover
the stretched state of her once tight little vagina.  Just then, Jill
appeared in the doorway.  "Ready for some breakfast?" she asked brightly.
Sharon was shocked to see Jill's neatly trimmed pussy exposed below her
short tee shirt.  How could this woman have allowed her son to so brutally
ravish her the night before?

   Sharon allowed the older woman to lead her, still naked, into the living
room where Sam was seated on the couch, also naked, and playing a video
game.  Sharon trembled at the sight of the monstrous rigid cock that had
ruined her the night before.  "It's alright," cooed Jill, gently taking
Sharon's hand and pulling her to the floor at Sam's feet.  "I usually do
this for him, but today he wanted you," she said, hoisting the heavy cock
up while pushing Sharon's face toward it.  "I ...  I ...  I don't ..."
Sharon stammered.  "Like this," Jill said, instantly and amazingly deep
throating her son.  Slowly pulling her head away, Jill then kissed her way
down the underside before sucking his entire scrotum into her willing
mouth. "Now you try," said Jill slyly, smug in her belief that here was no
way this novice could compete with her in the cock-sucking department.

   While Jill held Sam's massive cock, Sharon timidly planted a first,
tentative kiss on the crown.  Then another, this time a little longer and
softer.  "Now lick it," instructed Jill, and Sharon's little tongue
emerged, licking over the crown, then down the side.  Seemingly finding her
nerve, Sharon took hold of Sam's cock, and began planting soft little
kisses and licks all up and down the underside.  Not wishing to be left
out, Jill joined in, kissing and licking the side nearest her.  Sam gave a
satisfied moan, setting his game controller aside and slouching down a bit
so his balls hung over the edge of the couch.  He placed one leg over his
mother's back, the other over his teacher's, the two of them kneeling on
the floor before him worshiping his mighty cock.

   "Now take it in your mouth like this," instructed Jill, once again deep
throating her son, then pointing the monster toward Sharon's mouth.  Sharon
opened her mouth as wide as she could, and leaned forward, managing to
swallow only about four inches of Sam's thick member.  Jill smirked, saying
"That's okay, honey.  Just do the best you can." Jill took Sharon's head in
her hands, and began pumping the young woman's mouth up and down on her
son's shaft.  Sharon swallowed another inch before gagging and trying to
pull away.  But Jill would have none of that, holding her head firmly until
she was breathing normally again, then pushing her head hard onto his cock
once again.  Sharon tried to brace herself by placing her hands on Sam's
torso, but she had still succeeded in swallowing half his cock without
gagging, and resumed bobbing her head up and down.  Sam meanwhile had taken
hold of Jill's hair and was pulling her mouth toward his scrotum.  His
mother happily obliged him, sucking both balls into her mouth and twirling
her tongue around them.

   Sam suddenly realized that this would all go a lot better if the two
women switched jobs.  Prying his teachers face away from his cock, the head
left her mouth with a "plop".  Not understanding what her pupil intended,
she tried to follow his cock with open mouth and hooded eyes as it sagged
downward.  Seizing her opportunity, Jill immediately replaced the young
teachers mouth with her own, sucking her son's cock deeply into her throat.
Sam guided his teacher's mouth to his balls which were already dripping
with his mother's saliva.  Sharon at once began kissing and licking Sam's
balls, taking one and then the other into her tender mouth.

   Jill's expert ministrations soon had Sam ready to blow.  He stood up,
pushing his mother's sucking mouth from his cock and pushing it into his
his sexy teacher's.  The next instant, he was pumping Sharon's mouth full
of his hot semen.  She had not swallowed it all when a second stream
erupted, some of it squirting from the corners of her mouth.  Jill lunged
at the seepage, trying to lap up every drop the young teacher had missed.
The third stream was slightly smaller, and Sharon was able to drink it
without sharing it with the older woman.  By the fourth and fifth spurts,
Sharon was milking Sam's cock for the last drops just as his mother always
did.

   Sam fucked his teacher on and off for the rest of the day.  He hoisted
her onto the kitchen counter and fucked her standing up.  He fucked her
doggy style on the couch, and he gave her a brutal pounding on his bed with
her legs splayed over his shoulders.  By nightfall, she had been stretched
to the point where she could accommodate his full twelve inches.  Sharon
was now a complete whore for her pupil's magnificent cock.  Jill, however,
was anxious for the young slut to leave, and after her final pounding,
emerged with the teacher's clothes neatly cleaned and dryed.  Taking the
hint, Sharon dressed reluctantly, then stood in the doorway, opening her
mouth submissively to allow her new lover to jam his tongue deeply into her
throat while guiding her hand to his cock.  Giving his wonderful cock one
final pull, and sliding her lips up and down a few times over his stiff
tongue, she finally made her departure, much to Jill's relief.