Norma Egan - Teacher turns on

Jane moaned. There was no bargaining with this little animal. She could only try to break loose, and she struggled with all her might. But the two boys were far too strong for her. She remained trapped in the chair with her long legs spread lewdly wide, her exposed scarlet gash an easy target for Joey's stiff ready cock.

"Go to it, man," Kirk snickered. "Stick it in her."

"You better believe I will," Joey chuckled, failing to his knees before her.

"No, oh, noooo!" Jane shrieked.

It was no use, of course. The grinning teen leaned forward and gingerly bent his achingly stiff prick down toward her flaming-red pussy.

Chuckling, he pressed the hard head of his cock into the small moist depression of her cunt. Jane flinched and moaned and tried to move, but the boys held her securely.

"Here goes," Joey panted.

He started to push the rock-hard head of his prick into her tiny dry cunt mouth. Jane felt the painful first shove as he popped the swollen cock-head an inch into her resisting box. Joey paused for breath, then pushed again, and she felt the steely little rod slowly invading her belly. Behind her she could hear Kirk chuckling softly, evilly.

"Christ, she's tight," Joey panted. "I never got into one tighter."

"Yeah, she's got a real nice box," Kirk agreed. "I don't think ol' Davis gives her much."

It couldn't be happening, Jane was sure. It had to be a bad dream. Yet she could certainly feel the hard long presence of Joey's dick in her tight dry cunt. She looked down dizzily and watched as more and more of his thin milky-pale cock slipped between her swollen red pussylips and entered her body. Joey was watching, too, grinning gleefully as he penetrated her.

"Far out," he sighed. "Real tight an' hot. You sure got a good thing going her, Kirk."

"You hear that, teach?" Kirk taunted. "Joey really digs your cunt. You enjoying yourself, teach?"

Jane only moaned in humiliation. Joey at last eased his long prick clear to his balls in her snug little twat. With a hoarse moan he began to ball her in viciously hard quick strokes. Jane flinched and moaned again. She was so dry and tight that even Joey's thin peter felt too big. But as his rapid hard fucking went on, she felt the first treacherous response of her ever-hungry cunt, a slight moistening, a growing heat.

"Oh, yeah, yeah," Joey babbled, "real nice, real great box. Man, this is good."

Jane reddened and kept her mouth clamped shut, but she could feel her immoral pussy getting hotter and wetter by the second. Just as with Kirk, she hated the boy but needed his cock. She had so many long lonely years to make up for that she could even respond to this cold-blooded rape.

"Hey, baby, you digging my buddy's cock?" Kirk laughed.

"Go to hell," Jane gasped.

Kirk only laughed, too busy watching the action to get angry with her. She could hear his bait excited breathing behind her and feel his hands starting to sweat on her shoulders. They were all watching, the boys gleefully and Jane dazedly, as Joey's pale juice-soaked prick zipped in and out between her swollen red cunt-lips. Jane tried to resist the pleasure of his stiff hard fucking, but her cunt had started to cream heavily, responding hungrily.

She must hold out. It would be the final humiliation to come with this horrid little creep, to let Kirk know that she could even get off with a stranger. She gritted her teeth and held her body stiff, but Joey's eager prick went on pounding and pounding in her long-starved box, and she felt herself rising irresistibly towards climax.

"Aw, Jesus!" Joey gasped. "Tao much! I'm gonna shoot! Oh, man, awwwww!"

Jane felt the sizzling blast of his come deep in her boiling little box. She breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't made her come after all. She seethed with lust, but her pride was saved. She managed to look cold and unmoved as Joey pulled his limp wet prick out of her come-soaked twat.

"Okay, teach, get up," Kirk ordered. "I want you to lean over the chair."

Joey backed off a little, and Kirk let go of her shoulders and came around to face her. He was already kicking off his shoes, and in another moment he was out of his t-shirt. As he unzipped his jeans, she saw that this time he had a hard-on without her help. No doubt the sadistic pleasure of watching her get raped had done the trick. He stepped out of his jeans and grinned at her, his hugely-erect prick weaving heavily and oozing bubbles of juice.

"Haven't you done enough already?" Jane sobbed.

"Shut up and do what I said," Kirk growled.

She couldn't fight them. She got up, weeping, and took the position he wanted, hands resting on the chair arm, lovely round ass stuck out. Kirk grunted his approval and went to stand behind her, holding her hips to steady himself. He giggled excitedly and trotted over to watch.

"Yeah, man," he panted, "give it to her. Ball the bitch."

Jane gasped as Kirk suddenly and roughly slammed his thick hard meat into her. His cock was a lot bigger than Joey's, and she felt completely stuffed as Kirk shoved clear to her womb. Unfortunately it was just what her famished little box wanted. She creamed hugely, hotly, around the stiff thick pole. Kirk recognized the sign of arousal and chuckled evilly.

"Nice, huh, teach?" he panted. "Let's show my buddy how much you dig my fucking."

Jane would rather have died than do that, but very soon her body was out of her control. Kirk fucked her savagely, in deep hard fast lunges, just the way he knew she liked best. Balling Joey had aroused her, and Kirk finished the job. Jane clawed the chair and whined and creamed profusely around his jerking meat, praying she wouldn't come but knowing that her creaming hungry cunt would defeat her. Out of the corner of her eye she could see lacy leering and pinning as he watched.

"Ohhhhhh!" Jane moaned. "Oh, God, ohhhhhhh!"

She couldn't help it. Her famished little cunt closed tight and hot around Kirk's pounding meat, and then she was coming, wailing and rocking, hot cream spewing out of her tightly-stuffed box. She could hear the two boys laughing, but she couldn't stop kin dizzying spasms of pleasure. At last she heard Kirk yelp, then felt the steamy blast of his jism.

As soon as he'd come, he pulled out, and Jane slumped to the floor and sobbed with shame. The boys, snickered to each other as they got dressed.

"Now that's what happens when you make me mad, teacher," Kirk told her. "You just remember that. From now on you do what I say, and no arguments – or you'll get something even worse than this."

When Jane saw Don in the ball the next day, she blushed scarlet and hurried off without speaking to him. She just couldn't face him after the outlandish and wicked thing she'd done. It was bad enough to have become involved with Kirk. Now she'd fucked two teenage boys in each other's presence. It wasn't something to be proud of.

Jane tried to think what could be the matter with her, why she'd behaved in such a crazy way. In the sober light of the morning, she didn't feel any attraction for Kirk and Joey, so why had they gotten her so excited? The only answer she could come up with was her long years of spinsterhood, her stored-up lust. She had to take care of that lust somehow, but Don wasn't doing it for her.

She dreaded the approach of sixth period and when it arrived, it was just as bad as she'd feared. Kirk swaggered in as usual with that knowing grin on his face, only this time he didn't confine himself to just leering at her. He winked, he stuck out his tongue, and he felt free to talk and fool around in class knowing she didn't dare punish him.

Kirk was definitely getting out of hand, but what could she do about it? One word from him, and her career would be ruined. Worse, she'd lose Don. Yet did she really want this punk kid to run her life? Somehow she had to break Kirk's hold over her, but how? Jane felt she was being pulled deeper and deeper into a waking nightmare.