Myra Kaine - Lesson for teacher

Finally, after a long, long time, she collapsed forward on the bed, the two bliss-giving penises slipping from her mouth and her now forever stretched young rectum with wet, simultaneous little farting sounds. In her stomach there was a pleasant burning, and she thought in her satiated state that it must be the blending of Bruce's cum and Mike's and her own, all the juices having flowed there from where they were pumped into her, or from her own copiously secreting glands.

It's beautiful, she thought, it's so beautiful… Oh God, now that I've known what it can be like, what it is…

She felt her head being lifted, and then lowered again onto a warm, hairy thigh. Bruce's voice began whispering soft sweet words of love to her, his soft, gentle hands stroking her hair, and she moved her head around until her mouth located his flaccid cock now cradled softly on top of the wrinkled sac of his sperm-drained balls. She flicked out her tongue, licking his still warm cum from the limp spongy tip and from the softness of his scrotum in grateful adulation…

And then, in that moment, a strangely young and amused male voice said from the bedroom doorway: "Hot damn, it looks like we've got one hell of an orgy going on here! One hell of an orgy that's going to get even better once everybody joins in!"

The boy in the doorway was thin, and he had his arm around thirteen year-old Jennifer Crist, who leaned against his chest, her eyes aglow with passionate response to the scene before her.

"What's going on?" Valerie shuddered, lifting her head with abject mortification from Bruce's loins. The sperm seemed to congeal within her as she tried to squirm away from their lascivious gazes. "What are Bobby and Jennifer doing here?"

"Come to join the party," Bruce said expansively. "Come on in, son. And you, too, Jennifer."

"Hey!" came a yell from the stairway. "How about us?" To Valerie's further horror, another two people came into the living room. The woman was tall and well proportioned, with magnificent breasts, pearl white and barely concealed in a low cut blouse. She was rubbing the front of a man's pants, the bulge she had caused obvious to the world. The man called Joe was grinning madly, his tongue licking his dry, trembling lips. "Hi, everybody!" the woman said. "Glad to see you're enjoying yourselves."

"Hey, Alice!" called out Bruce, "C'mon down!"

"Please, Bruce," moaned Valerie.

"What? Shut up! Party's just getting good!"

Valerie began to feel hot tears of frustration and fear swelling in her eyes, So this was the real reason for his wanting her to meet some "real" people. This was group sex! Group sex… the ultimate in pure physical gratification, with not even the rationale of affection between the partners. She stiffened, dizziness overtaking her, and she glanced at Bruce, unsure of her own true emotions. Is this what I really want? she asked herself. Doing it with my students also?

The woman named Alice strode across the room to Mike who looked at her with amazement, and she reached down and grasped his limp cock firmly in her hands murmuring, "I like you. Maybe we can fuck together later on?"

Mike didn't speak at once. He stared at her hand as she began to slowly stroke his cock from flaccidity to a semblance of erection. He blinked, but spread his legs wider in dazed comprehension of her words. "Look… what the hell is this anyway?" He took a deep breath, his penis impossibly leaping to full grandeur under the teasing fingers of the strange woman. "Jesus! I don't believe this!"

"You will in a while," she tittered lightly.

Valerie, her eyes wide with shock, looked back at the other four. They were undressing on the spot, laughing and gaily making comments about the fun to be had, kicking their garments from them in haste. With a squeal, Jennifer raced for Bruce, throwing herself upon him, her hands grasping him around the thick shaft of his penis. Bruce laughed again and reached over and caressed one ripening adolescent breast, soft and pliant and promising, and kissed her full on her tender young lips. He gasped as she skinned his foreskin away and the red-fleshed head popped out, and she dropped to lick her eager young tongue on the exposed tip.

With a cry of abandon, Bruce Lander's young son Bobby, revealed his own virile cock in violent erection. The man with the woman, Alice, approached the bed where Valerie lay cowering. The males were all a frenzy of glistening bodies, their eyes gleaming and their long, inflamed cocks dancing in front of them with palpitant heat of excitement, their balls swinging against their thighs, their buttocks hollowing and tensing.

Abruptly the man, whose name was Joe, put his arm about Valerie in a possessive embrace. At first she resisted, her joints seeming to freeze from the unnatural contact, but as his hands covered the nipples of her breasts and began to knead and thumb them into rock hardness, she found herself squirming, her naked body aroused with unrestrained passion. "Some party," he whispered into her ear, "But you did know we were coming, didn't you?"

"No I didn't."

"Leave that to Bruce to pull a fast one. Is this your first time to fuck with other people watching?"

"Oh God, yes," she nodded, "I never dreamed that this would happen. I don't know if I should…”

"What's the matter? You've already been fucked by Bruce, haven't you?" He threw back his head and grinned with lewd disregard for her inner torment. "Hell, I'm a better fuck than he'll ever be! Now, c'mon, get with it. Let it all hang out!"

Valerie took one more quick look at Bruce before submitting herself to the lust incited stranger next to her. Bruce was groaning aloud, thrashing on the bed as the young thirteen year old, Jennifer, leaned over and thrust his cock deep into her widely ovaled young mouth in one long, slow continuous sucking movement, the warm, wet cavern of her cheeks sending a wild spasm of ecstasy soaring through his wracked body. "Oh man," he gurgled. Then Valerie looked around the rest of the room, seeing the pairing of mates, and she could scarcely believe the carnal activity which had been so cruelly thrust upon her senses.

The woman, Jane, passionate from the cunt licking on the bed, had attacked the young boy, Bobby Landers, with complete abandon. She was teasing him, bending slightly forward so that he couldn't reach between her thighs and to further hinder him from inserting his throbbing cock into her voraciously throbbing vagina, she had put her slim hands around his prick and was rubbing the swollen member with her palms, working the tender skin up and down over the glans as driblets of sticky, lubricating fluid seeped from its tiny orifice and his balls moved sensuously around his lean thighs. Young Jennifer Crist was now on all fours over Bruce, who had his knees behind her and was bucking up at her buttocks, fucking mercilessly up into her wide stretched little rectum with savage, repeating blows.

Alice's head still bobbed like a yo-yo around Mike's straining prick as though her mouth was on a string, and her hands and knees were in between his legs as his prick soared hard up into her face until her nose smacked licentiously into the matted pubic hair below.

"That's it, Alice," the man, Joe breathed hotly, "Suck him good, you bitch." He delved down the slim, now hotly quivering flanks of Valerie and then teased his middle finger into her pubic hair, still soaked from Bruce's cum a few minutes past, and Valerie, horrified, found herself aroused. Her thighs jerked, spasmodically and began to involuntarily open for his touch, and then he rubbed and caressed the blood-inflated lips of her red-rimmed pussy, and she moaned with sudden passion.

"Oh, God," she gasped, "This is terrible, terrible."

"No, baby, it's the living end," Joe said. "I really like seeing my wife get fucked by another guy. Don't you like watching, too?"