Robert Vickers - Blackmailed teenager

Soon a liquid squishing noise filled the empty classroom, echoed back and forth. He was fucking her with long, deliberate strokes. Her entire body came alive. She was frantically grabbing at his ass to pull him even farther up into her cunt.

"Oh, Chriiiist, I never thought it'd be thiiiiis gooood! My whole body's on fire!"

"And I never thought you'd have, such a tight cunt. Damn, girl, you got a virgin cunt. But you're no virgin!"

He speeded up the tempo of his tucking a little. Each time he slammed into the girl, she slid a little bit across the desktop. He placed his hands under her armpits and gripped firmly on her shoulders. Now he could use extra leverage.

He could smash with even greater power into her eagerly awaiting cunt!

She was lost in a wonderland of carnal desire. The cock split her apart with such erotic fervor, she could have been lost in orgasm at any instant. Yet, she was distracted a little from their passionate fucking.

She couldn't help listening to the people walking back and forth in the hail outside the classroom. Sure, the door had frosted glass on it and they couldn't see in. But what if another of her teacher's friends came in?

They'd be caught in the middle of fucking!

That thought added an incredible amount of zest to the fucking. She used her cunt muscles to clamp down hard on the cock buried up her twat. The man gasped, bad to use the immense power of his hips to pull free of her greedy snatch.

"You can flatten a man with those muscles!" he moaned out.

"Not a real man… like you! Fuck me hard!"

And he did. His hips moved so fast they were a blur. His cock was covered with a thick coating of her love juices. The friction he generated as he drove fiercely up her cunt warmed both of them. Then it ignited.

He blasted out his creamy load. His balls exploded and flooded her cunt with gooey jism.

She felt the fuming hot cum searing her pussy walls. For a brief second, she thought she heard a hand on the doorknob of the classroom door, a little rattle, perhaps someone entering.

The thought she'd been seen fucking with this man blew the top of her head off.

She had the biggest cum she'd ever experienced.

For what seemed an eternity, she thrashed about on the desk top, impaled by the spike of pure pleasure in her cunt. She rolled and hunched up to take even more of that still-spewing cock up her cunt.

Then she began twisting and turning, humping herself as hard as she could.

The faint rattle of the doorknob reached her again-and sent her sailing off on the orgasmic winds of ecstasy again.

When she finally collapsed, exhausted physically and emotionally, Mike was standing at the edge of the desk looking at her. The expression on his face defied description.

"I never meant to do this," he said. "Really, I didn't. It just sort of happened."

"I meant for it to happen. You'll never know how long I've wondered what it'd be like making it with you."

The man sighed. "So, was it worth it?"

"Yes!"

"Are you going to tell anyone? I can lose my job for this. The principal hasn't come out and said it, but I can guess it'd be against school policy for teachers to go around fucking their students, even ones as foxy as you, Laurie."

"I'll keep quiet." She looked at him, her green eyes blazing. "Until the next time we screw. Then, well, I can't profuse to be quiet. I really get into fucking as you probably know by now."

The man looked resigned to his delectable fate-sexual blackmail by the girl.

Laurie sighed and then slipped, off the disordered desk to retrieve her panties. She decided to give the man a treat. Turning her back modestly, everything else she did was anything but modest. She did her damnedest to be provocative.

She stepped into her panties carefully, then drew them up her slender legs with a languor that must have been maddening to the watching man. When she got to the flare of her ass, she slipped the cotton panties over her ass with as slow a movement as possible.

Wiggling a bit, she twitched into the panties, then dropped her skirt. Turning, Laurie saw the man was struggling to get his cock back into his pants. It was almost rigid again. Her little reverse striptease had gotten him hard in what seemed an impossibly short time.

"Oh, my poor teacher!" she cried in mock pity. "Let me help you!"

She dropped to her knees in front of his crotch, kissed his cock and felt it lurch. Her tongue probed out and against the furry sac containing his balls.

She could feel the balls tumbling wildly inside. Using only her tongue, she managed to work his almost totally stiff prick back into his pants.

Then she ran the zipper back up its track.

"There," she said, smiling broadly, "that should take care of your friend for a while." She watched in admiration as the lump in Mike's trousers grew even larger. It wasn't going to take care of any sexual need. She'd merely aggravated it, made him even hornier.

Laurie liked the idea a lot. She'd made him jump through a hoop to get into her pants. And now she was stringing him along. Whenever she wanted to feel his huge cock again, all she had to do was ask. He desired her as much as she did him.

"I think you'd better go," he said.

"Right, Mike. Mustn't have people talking. Maybe you can even catch Hank Raybin at the bar."

"You little bitch," he started, then laughed.

"Yeah, maybe I can. You know something? Even if I told him I'd just fucked you, he wouldn't believe me. He's got the hots for you something fierce. He'd think I was lying through my teeth."

Laurie filed the information away. So, Hank Raybin wanted a piece of her action, too. She didn't especially like the man or his looks. But if she got really horny, desperate for cock, perhaps something could be worked out to their mutual benefit.

After all, the older men seemed to have the experience lacking in the kids her own age.

"See you tomorrow-in class," she said. As she walked from the room, she made sure her ass was swinging back and forth in just the right way. If she could leave him with enough thoughts for a couple wet dreams about her, so much the better.

Out in the hallway, she found Sid Phillips lounging against the wall, his camera dangling on a strap around his neck. Sid was the high school photographer and took his job seriously. Laurie wondered what he was doing here so late after school. Her lovemaking with Mike had lasted almost half an hour.

"Hello, Laurie. Got a few minutes?" Sid asked.

"I guess. What do you want?"

"You know I'm something of a shutterbug. Just can't seem to keep from taking pictures of anything and everything."

"Get to the point, Sid."

"I was outside and had a telephoto lens on the camera. I was shooting some pictures of the building. I happened to see something going on in Mr. Kress' classroom which, ummmm, shall we say, is a bit torrid. It'll look great on the gossip page."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Secretly, Laurie was thrilling to what Sid was saying. He'd actually seen her and Mike fucking! He was working up to telling her he'd taken pictures of them together!

It was enough to get her all hot and bothered again. The sexual thrill of being seen was more than she'd bargained for. This was like something she'd read about in the cheap historical romances. The heroine being blackmailed by the unscrupulous villain.

"I couldn't get good pictures. Not from across the campus. So I came on up, opened the door and got some damned fine shots. Even a couple using the telephoto. Know what a meat shot is?"

"A meat shot? What do you mean?"

"Well, when a guy and a gal are really getting it on, see, his cock is really driving hard into her pussy. At just the right angle, you can see the prick vanishing and get a damned fine picture of it."