Myra Kaine - Lesson for teacher

"Oh, God! Oh, God! Oh!" she whimpered, involuntarily, as he continued his lewdly teasing fingering of her abused clitoris.

Mike moved his powerful body up over her, freeing her wrists from his strong-fingered grasp and bringing his hand up to her head he grabbed a handful of her long blonde hair. He drew her head to him and kissed her wetly, his tongue sliding deep into her mouth as his finger began to massage her nakedly open cunt once more.

"I'm going to make you naked all over now, baby," he grunted. "And you're going to cooperate!"

She knew, dully, that she would; at this point, she could do nothing to keep him from using her helpless body as he willed.

Valerie felt him raise her arms. She closed her eyes, not wanting to think about what she was doing, mindlessly helping him with the proper movements, wriggling her shoulders, raising and lowering as he removed her shirt and then she felt his hands behind her, once more, as he unfastened her bra, and the cool air rushed over her full, throbbing breasts, the hard, distended nipples pointing like spikes into the palms of his hands. He gasped as his fingers enclosed the warm, vibrant flesh, hotly, kneading, squeezing and rolling the sensitive nipples, painfully, between thumb and forefinger, until finally his hot, wet mouth was on her, taking one of the hardened buds, aureola as well, between his lips, his tongue licking, lips sucking the nipple, maddeningly. Transferring, then, to the other breast, he paid it similar homage, his long, wet tongue trailing, finally, down through the narrow cleft that separated them, and her stomach muscles tightened, tensely, as he slithered down her, his tongue dipping moistly, into her navel, teasing it while his hands kept up their constant kneading of her aching breasts.

Now, she could feel his hands as they left her breasts, moving down along her ribs to her waist, sliding down over the smoothly rounded curves of her hips and the outside of her legs to her knees, then back up the insides of her smooth, warm thighs, spreading them, exposing her naked loins to him, completely, his breath rasping in his throat as his hand again plundered her tight, almost virginal cuntal lips. She kept her eyes closed tight as he raised from her where she sprawled naked on the bench and she could hear the whisper of cloth and zipper, and she knew that he was undressing himself.

Oh, God! I can't look!

"You'll have to face it, Baby… so you might as well open those gorgeous eyes of yours," he insisted. She recognized the truth in what he said. She did have to face up to it, now that she was so deeply involved. Slowly, reluctantly, she unclenched her tightly closed eyes. She gasped, aloud.

She saw him naked, kneeling now between her legs, his face twisted into a distorted lewd grin. Involuntarily, her eyes swept down his muscular body with its strong flatness of belly to his thick, hardened penis standing out obscenely below. Her eyes widened, disbelieving what she saw. For a man of even his stature, his manhood stood out from him huge and thick, and while his salacious smile twisted his face, horribly, she saw his hand caressing the oversized rod of hardened flesh, stroking gently back and forth. The foreskin slipped easily over the blood-engorged head and with each stroke it jerked obscenely in his hand.

"It's so big!"

"Your boy friends got anything to match this…?" he chortled.

Valerie continued to stare at him in miserable humiliation, the degradation of the sight of her own naked, obscenely spread body filling her with shame, and again, she was aware of the helplessness, the utter aloneness with which she faced her moment of truth embodied in this lusting, blackmailing brute.

For surely he was a madman! Her racing brain had concluded that he was actually enjoying his almost brutal debauchment of her, the cruel gleam in his cat eyes as she watched the misery he was subjecting her to, was the gleam of a mentally deranged mind… the mind of a sadist!

Even as she stared, and because of her helplessness, faint tinglings of unwanted desire surged into her loins, the summer lightnings played there, discharging feelings of wanton depravity along the sensitive nerve endings; nevertheless a new sense of horror arose in her as she watched him on his knees before her lewdly stroking himself. Her eyes fixed upon the lust-filled cock he held in his hand with utter disbelief and loathing. Its sheer size terrorized her. Oh God! It would split her in two! How could she ever take that… inside her?

Mike saw her fixed stare. "Like it?" he leered. "Just wait until you get this in that tight little cunt!" he continued, tormenting her and watching the expression of horror and fear that contorted her beautiful face. "You'll know you've really been fucked, then!"

Again tears welled up in her eyes, overflowing the brims and dribbling, unnoticed, down her cheeks, as she realized that this beast of a man would show her no mercy. She hardly noticed his filthy language, anymore; her mind was too busy with the hopelessness of her position and the horrifying realization of knowing there was no escape from the ravishment he was going to inflict on her helpless young body. This sex-crazed satyr was going to completely ravish her defenseless genitals! There was nowhere to turn… she had never felt so alone. She was completely at his mercy.

Leaning forward, suddenly, he dropped the full weight of his body upon her, knocking the breath from her lungs, momentarily, the long, hard thickness of his penis pulsating against the soft flesh of her belly, his brazenly searching hands once more squeezing the smoothly mounded fullness of her breasts, savagely, causing her to whimper in pain beneath him while his mouth sought hers, avidly, his tongue stabbing deep into her throat, as animal noises of his lust came from deep in his chest.

After long moments, he raised his head. "God! You're luscious! But… you're not reacting! Before I'm through with you… you'll be flipping!" he bragged.

Too late, she realized his meaning, as he slithered down her body, sliding down until his head was just inches above the juncture of her thighs. The thought of what he was about to do to her caused Valerie to recoil in repugnance.

"Please… I… I've never…" she pleaded, but he had already placed the palms of his hands against the soft flesh of her inner thighs and was spreading them far, far apart; her efforts to keep him from opening them were futile. She whined in her throat as she looked down between the twin mounds of her breasts to the golden triangle where she could see the top of his reddish head, his face distorted in passion as it poised in space over her softly palpitating cunt.

"Oh, My God, no!" she moaned, a swift feeling of guilt stabbing at her.

There, between her legs, kneeling, his hands pressing apart the soft, warm columns of her smooth, tanned thighs, Mike McIlhenny gazed down, hungrily, at the thin, pink furrow of her womanhood, ringed with soft, golden hair. The fleshy little outer petals peeked out like two tiny tongues, viscous droplets of clear moisture clinging to them, delicately. As she lay there in terror beneath him, her eyes were pleading with him not to debase her further; her humiliation complete as she watched, petrified as his hands moved up, and she felt him place his thumbs against the fearfully trembling lips of her cunt, part the softly curling strands of pubic hair and draw them slowly apart, exposing her innermost, cunt walls to his salaciously aroused gaze.

Valerie felt the heat of his breath on the sensitive coral flesh, and she moaned aloud in agonized shame, as still watching, and unable to tear her eyes away, she saw him drop his head to her loins and felt the moist length of his tongue slide snakelike up into her defenseless quivering vagina.

Tremulously, her body responded, instinctively, twitching with convulsive determination to escape the unnatural outrage he was perpetrating against her defenseless pussy; her hips ground down and back as a morass of revulsion welled up in her for the creature who was using his tongue on her while he went on and on, his oral member moving in and out of her, furiously.