Norma Egan - Teacher turns on

Dutifully Jane began to move her hips in time to his deep savage strokes. She felt his huge prick slamming in her sore little box, but she was beyond coming, beyond arousal. She thought of earlier in the evening, when she'd taken three cocks at once, and all she felt was disgust – for the boys and for herself.

Snake moaned and came, flooding her tired little cunt with a hot blast of jism. As he rolled off her, Joey started to approach, but Jane gasped and held up her hand for him to stop.

"Please," she said, "I've had it. I'm exhausted. Isn't this enough for one night?"

Kirk was unexpectedly cooperative. "She's right," he said. "It's almost morning. We better get out of here. We'll come back another time."

Jane watched them go, heard the front door shut and then fell back on the pillows in total exhaustion and misery. She certainly had reached the depths tonight. Nothing could be more shameful than the way she'd behaved with those three boys, fucking all of them at once, then one after another, brazenly showing her wicked delight. She'd never be able to live it down.

She couldn't do it again, either. She'd lose all respect for herself. This had to be the end of things between her and Kirk. But how as she going to get away from him? Kirk wasn't likely to take no for an answer. Then she remembered her decision earlier that night – go to Don and tell him everything. Beg for his help. It was the only answer she could think of.

Jane woke late the next morning, bruised and sore, and remembered that she had a date with Don that evening. Very well, she'd tell him then. She'd confess everything and ask him to help her. But he'd probably just sneer and walk out of her life. She wouldn't blame him. Still she couldn't think of anything else to do.

After dinner and a long hot bath, she started to dress for her date, choosing a demure blue dress that buttoned right up to her throat. No sexy stuff this time. She was just combing her long thick brown hair when she heard the doorbell ring. Perhaps Don was early. She hurried to answer – but when she flung open the door, there was Kirk.

Jane reddened and said quickly, "Oh, Kirk, I'm so sorry. I can't see you right now. I have another engagement."

"You'll see me or be awful damned sorry you didn't." Kirk growled. "I'm warning you, baby, you better let me in."

Rather than argue with him in front of the neighbors, Jane allowed him inside, but she was determined to have no more to do with him, even if he hit her. Kirk strode tight put her and helped himself to a drink. He was ginning about something, and it made Jane very uneasy.

"You know, I got kinda jealous last night," he said, "sharing you with my buddies. That's why I finally called them off. I wanted to come back alone and have you all to myself. How about it, teach, just you and me?"

"Kirk," she said firmly, "it's over. I don't care what you do to me, I'll take my chances. I don't want to see you again."

To her astonishment, he didn't get angry. He just pinned evilly and reached inside his jacket. "I got something here you better see," he said. "It might change your mind."

He handed Jane a small envelope, and she opened it and found color Polaroid snapshots. They were all of her and the boys. Her face went white as she studies them. She and Kirk balling. Her sucking off Joey. Her lying stark naked on her back, an ecstatic smile on her face, as Snake ate her pussy.

"Oh, my God, no!" she moaned.

Kirk chuckled. "We took 'em last night when you were so out of it, you didn't notice," he said. "Now how would you like it, teach, if I showed those pictures all around town?"

Jane stared at him like a cornered animal, and then she started trying to tear up the pictures. They were instant photos, no negatives. If she could just destroy them, she'd be safe. But Kirk had anticipated her move, and he seized them from her and tucked them away in his jacket. Jane sobbed, knowing she was in this monster's power forever now.

"I guess you get the idea," Kirk said, "so we don't have to waste any more time arguing. Get your clothes off."

"But, Kirk," she wept, "Mr. Davis is coming for me in an hour."

"We got time," Kirk said. "And by the way, tonight you tell him your engagement's oft you don't wanta see him again. Now get undressed."

Jane began to unbutton her dress. Her head reeled with the knowledge that she would be Kirk's sex slave as long as he wanted her, that she was going to lose Don, and that there was nothing she could do about it all. She felt numb and miserable as she opened her dress and let it slip off her shoulders and slip to the floor.

Jane stepped out of her crumpled dress and stood before Kirk in white lace bra and panties. He took his time ogling her tall curvy figure, walking around her, grinning. No doubt he was admiring his new property, thinking of all the ways he could use her body. Jane shuddered. She wouldn't be able to deny him anything now.

Kirk finally paused in his inspection and wriggled a finger inside her tightly-packed white bra. He caressed the hot silky flesh of her swollen tit and rubbed the little rosy nipple into taut erection. Jane felt nothing. She despised him, his touch turned her off.

He leaned close to her, grinning, as he worked his finger over her satiny warm breast. "Ain't it nice that we don't have to argue any more, teach?" he said. "Everything's settled between us. There's nothing to do but have fun."

"Fun for you," Jane said grimly.

"Aw, come on, baby, be a sport," Kirk grinned. "You know you dig me sometimes. And today's gonna be special. I'm in such a good mood, I'll even help you undress."

He moved behind her and unhooked her tight lace bra. He slid it off her arms and let it drop to the floor. His hard hot hands came around to cup her heavy round boobs, squeezing possessively, rubbing the little dark red nipples with his thumbs. Again Jane felt nothing but revulsion for him.

"You're uptight," he said, "but we'll fix that. I know just how to turn you on, don't I, teacher? Just wait'll I get your panties off."

He released her large jutting jugs and seized the waistband of her panties. Jane moaned with shame as he began inching the little garment down. She felt the cool air of the roam on the firm rounds of her pretty butt, then on the pout of her mans. The panties tickled down her legs, and she numbly stepped out of them. Then she stood like a statue of ice while Kirk once again paraded around her, ogling her deliciously curved naked body.

"Yeah, I sure got myself a good deal," he said, laughing softly. "You got a fantastic body, baby, and I intend to enjoy it for a long time. With that creep Davis out of the way, you can spend all your time with me."

Jane decided she'd rather be dead than do that. Don was the only male she wanted, and now she could never marry him. She remained totally unmoved as Kirk stepped behind her and cupped the firm pretty rounds of her ass. His strong hands molded greedily. He bent down to nibble the back of her neck.

"I might still bring around some buddies now and then," he said, "when I think they need a reward, but you're my woman, and everything you do is for me."

Like hell, thought Jane.

Yet what could she do? As long as he had those terrible photos, she was helpless. She quivered with hate as the eager young hoodlum caressed her little round ass with his rough hot hands. She felt a finger slipping into the tight crease of her butt, tickling the tiny clenched mouth of her asshole. Kirk wriggled just the tip of his finger into the hot little hole.

"Hey, you dig that, baby?" he chuckled.

"No, I don't," Jane said coldly.

She might be obliged to do what he wanted, but she didn't have to pretend to like it. She was damned if she'd give him that satisfaction. Kirk started pumping his hard little fingertip in her tight hot brownie, but she didn't feel a thing except impatience. Finally, with a low curse, he popped his finger out of her ass.