Wesley Damon: Hot pants teachers

"Please! Please, don't hurt me!" she pleaded, nearly in tears.

"Bend her over this chair, guys," Jim directed, pulling a straight-backed wooden chair out in front of them.

"Oh, no!" Sharon wailed in despair. "What are you going to do to me?"

Despite her struggles, the two boys twisted her arms and forced her to bend over the back of the chair at a deep angle. Her honey-blonde hair brushing against the seat of the chair, and her hips jackknifed up higher than the rest of her body, she felt horribly defenseless. She wanted to kick at something but there was no target.

"Boys, let me go! This is terrible!" she begged. "Please, I'll do anything you say!"

She could hear their mused laughter.

"Hear tat?" Walt asked his companions.

"Please, boys! Please! Oh, this is terrible!" Sharon begged, still trying to struggle, although she felt exhausted.

"Get her skirt up!" Floyd suggested.

"No! Oh, plea, no!" Sharon protested. "Don't you dare!"

Someone began pulling her skirt up, and she could feel the boys feasting their eyes as stocking tops, bare white thighs and panty clad ass came into view. She had worn one of her frilliest pairs of pink nylon panties trimmed with lace, and could feel herself shriveling with mortification as the boys stared at her.

"What an ass!" Floyd remarked, whistling appreciatively.

"And just look at those panties!" Jim remarked in a deliberately salacious voice.

"Please, boys! This is terrible!" Sharon pleaded. "Pull my skirt down! I'm going to report you all!"

The three of them laughed at the threat.

"Let's get those panties down!" Walt suggested.

"No!" Sharon screamed. "You can't do this to me! Don't you dare!"

She attempted to break away, but Floyd and Walt easily held her in the humiliating position over the chair. She felt Jim's hands slide inside, the waistband of her panties, and a moment later felt a cool breeze wafting against her bare ass. Jim quickly pulled the panties down her legs and off her feet. He stuffed the frilly garment into his pocket.

"Look at that!" Walt exclaimed.

"Oh, please!" Sharon begged. Knowing that the three young men were intently staring at her exposed ass, the young teacher felt deep humiliation. She wanted to struggle, but no longer had the strength to do it.

"Very nice!" Floyd remarked.

"Get those stockings off!" Walt said. "We want her in her birthday suit!"

Sharon wriggled frantically as she felt Jim's hand unfastening her garter belt. Although her vision was blocked, she could feel her stockings sliding down her legs. Jim knelt behind her and quickly peeled the nylons from her feet.

"Give them to me!" Walt said.

"Oh, boys, please, this is terrible!" Sharon pleaded. She began crying softly, and kept trying to tell herself that she wanted to escape. Yet a small voice began telling her that she really enjoyed what those rough, crude boys were doing to her. She tried to deny it but the voice remained persistent.

"Take off her skirt," Floyd said.

Jim unsnapped her skirt at the side and quickly pulled it off. Naked from the waist dawn, Sharon tearfully remained in the humiliating position over the chair. Someone's hand patted her bare ass and another hand slipped exploringly between her legs.

"Oh, no, take your hands off of me!" the young teacher protested. "This is awful!"

Jim moved around in front of her and Sharon could feel him unbuttoning the buttons that ran down the back of her blouse. The other two boys released her arms just long enough for Jim to pull off the blouse and toss it aside.

"Get her bra off!" Walt said.

"No, please!" Sharon protested, once again flying to struggle despite the odds against her.

Despite her efforts, the bra came off, and Sharon found herself completely naked in front of the three boys. The young teacher tried to struggle to cover herself, but Walt and Floyd held her hands out away from her body to leave her completely uncovered. Rushed and breathless, Sharon shivered, miserably as she felt their eyes inspecting her in a thoroughly lascivious fashion.

"Nice titties!" Floyd remarked, reaching out and squeezing one pretty mound familiarly.

"Let me go!" Sharon tearfully pleaded.

Other hands began fondling her tits and playfully feeling between her legs. It was horrible, but at the same time strangely exciting.

"Please, let me go!" Sharon pleaded. "You have no right to treat me this way!"

Jim was standing in front of her and she could see him unfastening his jeans. The other two boys held her in position over the chair, using their free hands to torment her tits and cunt. Sharon made an effort to struggle, but she knew she really didn't want to resist. The young teacher swallowed hard when Jim stripped down his jeans to reveal a masculine bulge in his shorts.

"How do you like it, teacher?" Floyd asked in a teasing voice. He ran one hand somewhat roughly between her legs, forcing her to wriggle involuntarily.

"Ow, please! Leave me alone!" Sharon exclaimed.

"She loves it!" Walt remarked. "Just feel between her legs and you'll see!"

"Oh!" Sharon cried out in distress.

Jim stripped off his shorts and stood directly in front of her, naked from the waist down. Sharon gasped as she caught sight of his powerful cock standing rigidly erect only inches from her face. Sharon's knees went weak as she stared at the thick, purplish muscle before her eyes.

"How do you like that, teacher?" Jim asked, stepping closer to her.

"Oh, please!" Sharon begged, turning her crimson face aside and trying not to look at the big cock. The other two boys continued to torment her with their hands, continually forcing her to shuffle her feet and wriggle her hips in an unintentionally sensuous manner.

"Make her put it in her mouth!" Floyd suggested.

"Oh, no!" Sharon protested.

Jim grabbed her head with both hands and forced her face against his rigid cock. Sharon struggled to turn her head aside, but she found her resistance melting as she felt that sturdy prick brushing against her soft cheeks.

"Put it in your mouth!" Jim demanded.

"Oh, no, this is terrible! You can't do this to me!" Sharon protested, although she secretly wanted to take it in her mouth.

Floyd smacked her ass smartly with his open hand, and Walt squeezed one out in a painful manner.

"Ow!" Sharon cried out, struggling despite the hopeless odds against her.

"Don't fight it and you won't get hurt!" Walt told her.

"Oh, please!" Sharon begged. "Don't hurt me!"

"Well, put it in your mouth then!" Jim insisted.

Floyd gave her bare ass another brisk smack to emphasize the point.

"Ow!" Sharon exclaimed. "Well, if you're going to force me, I guess I don't have any choice."

"That's right!" Jim told her with a laugh.

Knowing that the three boys were watching her intently, the pretty young teacher blushed deeply and kept her eyes tightly closed as she submissively opened her mouth as far as she could. In a moment she kit the crown of Jim's virile young cock sliding between her lips. Gulping audibly, she meekly submitted as the thick muscle slid into her mouth and forced her jaws far apart. She hoped that none of the boys realized how much she enjoyed having her mouth crammed full of steel-hard cock.

"Look at that!" Walt exclaimed.

"Teacher's got a real mouthful!" Floyd added. The two boys continued to run their hands over her intimate areas in a thoroughly tormenting manner.

"Start sucking on it, chick!" Jim instructed.

As Sharon meekly began sucking on his powerful young cock, the husky teenager stripped off his shirt and t-shirt and stood naked in front of her. Despite the humiliation of having to perform fellatio in front of an audience, Sharon's tits were taut with excitement and her pussy felt creamy and more than a little itchy.