Norma Egan - Teacher turns on

"You sure got a great body, teach," he said.

"Too bad it's wasted on that sissy. Well, it won't be wasted tonight, believe me. You an' me are gonna have a wild time."

As he spoke, he slipped his hand between her silky warm thighs and touched the soft red flesh of her slit. She'd felt nothing but fear and revulsion for him this evening, so there was no response. Her pussy was dry and cool. Kirk frowned at her. He wriggled a fingertip inside the tight mouth of her cunt and found it, too, dry and unresponsive.

"So you ain't turned on?" he said with irritation. "Well, I'll fix that in a hurry. Get over on the bed."

Jane listlessly obeyed. She couldn't fight him off, couldn't reason with him, so there was nothing to do but get it over with. At least she wasn't aroused, though. He wouldn't get the evil satisfaction of exciting her or making her come. If he didn't like a dry box, too damned bad.

Jane lay down on her back, keeping her legs modestly closed, and Kirk walked up close to the bed where she couldn't avoid seeing him and finished removing his shorts. His pale young cock was still flaccid, wrinkled and swaying gently. His rosy nut sacs were flat and lifeless. Jane again suspected that his pent-up hostility and anger made him slow in getting a hard-on.

"Here's what you want, baby," he said harshly, taking his limp prick and wagging it at her. "I know from last night that you really dig to fuck, so don't go telling me you don't want me."

Jane said nothing, just lay there and stared listlessly at him. She just wanted to get it over with. Kirk hopped up onto the bed and straddled her, his tight muscular ass resting gently on her big cushiony tits. He took his soft little peter and rested it on her lips. Jane's eyes grew wide with horror.

"Yeah," he chuckled, "you get the idea. You're gonna make me hard, baby. You're gonna lick my meat just like you did last night."

Jane felt disgusted and angry, but she knew that the quicker she got him hard, the sooner she'd be rid of him, so she stuck out her gleaming little pink tongue and began to lick his soft warm prick. Kirk grinned and held it for her, letting the floppy little cock hang right over her mouth. Jane obediently licked all around the rosy head of his cock and up and down the snowy-white blue-veined shaft.

"That's the stuff, teach," he chuckled. "Hey, you oughta teach this in class, get a little interest going. I'd be glad to help you demonstrate."

Jane went on licking, frying to ignore his taunts. He really was a sickie, she decided. He couldn't just make love to a woman, he had to humiliate and hurt her, too. She increased the speed and pressure of her cock-licking, wanting to get him hard fast, get the whole ugly scene over with. Kirk's evil grin broadened as her slick hot tongue moved faster over his silky-soft meat. HQ no doubt thought she was getting excited.

"Yeah, yeah, lick that cock, baby," he said. "Tastes good don't it?"

While Jane despised the boy, she had to admit that she enjoyed licking and tasting a soft young prick. Her tongue, lashed tutu and faster of its own accord, making his wrinkled cock flap and bounce, making it gleam with hot saliva. Kirk was beginning to flush with excitement, and soon he began to pant.

"Hey, lick my balls, too," he gasped, thrusting his pelvis forward roughly.

Jane found his limp warm cock tickling her nose, his soft rosy nut sacs dangling right over her mouth. Sighing, she did what he wanted, pressing the wet hot tip of her tongue to his red wrinkled balls, briskly licking the empty bags. The effect was instant and surprising. Kirk gave a low whine of pleasure, and his sleepy little peter suddenly stiffened.

"Yeah, that's it," he panted, "Keep licking my nuts. Get me real hard, baby, real hard. Don't stop. Oh, yeah, that's great."

Jane's tongue tickled and lashed and lathered his rapidly swelling balls. An inch from her eyes she could see his healthy young cock growing long and thick and hard, the veins standing out, the head changing from red to purple. She watched the inflating cock-head get huge and knobby, watched the dark silt mouth start oozing bright bubbles of juice.

"Yeah, yeah, keep going!" Kirk gasped.

In spite of herself Jane felt a tingle of excitement at the sight of that handsome hard meat. She knew herself, knew she was starved for the kind of savage prolonged fucking Kirk had given her last night, and she told herself not to lose control. She mustn't give this little creep the satisfaction of turning her on again.

"Okay, that's enough," Kirk sighed, getting off her.

His fiercely erect young prick hugged his flat hard belly. His rosy nut sacs were swollen up as big as golf balls, taut and stiff. With brutal glee he pulled her long shapely legs wide open, gawking hungrily at her lush red pussy. He sank to his knees between her warm soft thighs and eagerly pressed the tip of his cock against the tiny tight mouth of her twat.

"Goddamn, you," he muttered, "you're still dry. What's the matter with you, anyhow?"

"I told you," Jane said coldly, "I don't want you."

"Like hell you don't," Kirk snapped. "That's a Goddamn lie. You loved it when I balled you last night. And by God, you're gonna love it tonight."

He flopped down beside her and thrust his hand into her warm but dry pussy. Jane flinched and steeled herself not to respond. Grimly Kirk set about trying to arouse her. He seized the limp little shaft of her clit and started kneading it briskly. Jane felt an instant jolt of hot pleasure. She gritted her teeth. She wouldn't give in to him, she just wouldn't!

"Come on, bitch," Kirk hissed, "get wet. I know you dig this."

Jane liked it all right, she loved having her clit kneaded and tickled, but she wished that expert hand belonged to Don, not to Kirk. She kept grimly silent and unmoving, while his finger worked faster and faster on her tiny red joy button. Pleasure spread through her belly, and her pussy moistened slightly – but not enough to satisfy Kirk.

"Goddam you," he panted, "I'm gonna turn you on if it takes all night."

Jane stiffened as she felt his sweaty hot hand creeping even lower between her legs. She felt his stiff middle finger rimming the dry tight mouth of her cunt. Again she felt wicked pleasure, perverse arousal. She fought to stay dry and cool and unaroused, but her long-denied pussy had other ideas.

"I feel it, baby," Kirk said triumphantly, "I feel you getting wet down there."

It was all too true. Jane couldn't control the eager juicing of her greedy little cunt as Kirk rimmed and tickled the tight mouth with his fingertip. Her whole pussy was responding, getting fiery hot and steamy, swelling up tight with horny need. She felt a heavier and heavier flow of thick cream from her famished twat.

"Oh, STOP!" she cried in shame.

"Yeah, I'll stop," Kirk laughed coldly, taking his hand out of her crotch. "You're ready to fuck now. I knew it wouldn't take much to get you ready. I know you got real hot pants for me, baby."

His cruel bragging was too much. Horny as she was, much as she needed his tireless hard fucking, she couldn't give herself to this self-centered bully. She moaned and rolled violently away from him, off the bed, onto her feet. She raced for the living room and the freedom of the front door.

Kirk caught her by the ankle just as she reached the living room, and she went sprawling over the arm of an upholstered chair, her face in the seat, her legs hanging over, her lovely round butt sticking up in the air. Kirk laughed harshly and held her in that humiliating position. His hot sweaty hands pushed down on her hips, pinning her helplessly.

"You wanta do it like dogs?" he laughed. "Okay, teach, whatever you say."

Jane didn't understand what he meant until she felt his hard hot cock entering her from behind. The big knobby head popped into her tight but juicy cunt mouth, and then she felt the thick rock-hard shaft splitting her small pink pussylips and thrusting deep into her snug little box. Kirk grunted and shoved his swollen meat clear to her womb.