Pamela Cooper: Desperately sucking teacher

"No, please," Vivian begged, already feeling her cunt drooling streams of juice from the effect of the two teenagers hands and lips on her body. "I can't take your cock up my ass, Jack. It would tear me to pieces."

"You'd be amazed just how much you can take, Mrs. Glenn," the boy said, raising his head and crushing her lips against his own. His tongue plunged between her lips, and Vivian could taste the faint trace of beer in the boy's spit.

"Let's all go upstairs and get better acquainted, shall we?" Jack said.

Vivian walked in front. Her robe dragged along the floor, as forgotten as her willpower, as lost as her dignity.

"Which one is your bedroom?" he asked when they reached the top of the stairs.

She led the way without saying a word. Reaching the room, she lay across the bed on her back, her arms crossed over her eyes.

"Oh no, Mrs. Glenn," the boy said. "You're not going to get off that easily. This is going to be a group participation. What you might call a team sport. Nobody gets to just lie back and relax. Everybody has to get in on the act."

When Vivian failed to move, the boy went across the bed and grabbed a handful of her long red hair.

"Stand up, you hypocritical bitch!" he snarled. "And stop acting so Goddamned holy, lying there like a fucking martyr or something. When push comes to shove, you grunt and hump with the best of 'em. You already showed us that much. Don't try to act so above it all at this late date."

He pulled her off the bed by her hair, and the woman landed on the floor in a heap.

"Now, stand up," he ordered her quietly. Vivian obeyed the boy, and he turned around to face the door of the room. She found Connie staring strangely at her, the girl's pouting full ups parted sensuously.

"You know how much I like to be sucked," Jack said. "I'm sure you haven't forgotten that part of our classroom fun." Vivian nodded absently, hearing the words and responding to them, but somehow not totally allowing them to sink below the most shallow surface level of her brain. "Well, our Connie likes to be sucked, too."

He put his arms around Vivian's waist. One hand dropped immediately to the full red bush of the woman's cunt. The other cupped her left tit up, and he began squeezing and pinching at the melon of tit flesh and the hard rubbery nipple.

"You know what I mean, Miss Glenn?" he asked innocently. "I bet you like having your pussy sucked too, don't you?"

His intruding fingers found Vivian's clit, and the woman started moving against it. Almost unconsciously, she nodded yes to his question.

"Well," he went on, "since you like to have your pussy sucked so much, it only seems fair that you should do the same thing for Connie."

"What?" Vivian asked in disbelief, suddenly brought out of her daze by the boy's cruel, quiet voice. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, I think you can figure out what I mean," Jack said, smiling into her horrified eyes as he pushed her across the room toward the teenaged girl.

"If you think I'm going to do anything with Connie, you're crazy!" the older woman said, suddenly beginning to put up resistance to the boy's pressure.

"I don't think so," Jack said, forcing her forward until she was standing toe to toe with the beautiful young cheerleader. "Actually," he continued, redoubling his frigging of her clit until the woman knew that the thick red hairs of her cunt were drenched and dripping with juice. "I think you'd probably do just about anything to keep us from sending those pictures."

"Oh, God," Vivian moaned, half in despair and half in her unwilling pleasure at the boy's touch.

"Kiss her, Mrs. Glenn," he said tauntingly. "Kiss pretty Connie's sweet lips."

Connie remained motionless through the whole thing. She stood, quietly awaiting Vivian's attentions, her lips slightly parted in anticipation of the lovely redhead's kiss.

Slowly, as if her head wan being pressed forward by an invisible hand, the teacher pressed her full lips against Connie's mouth. Connie's lips parted farther, and the older woman knew what was expected of her. She slid her tongue between the girl's lips, and the beautiful cheerleader began sucking at it frantically. Still, the teenager didn't move her body. The kiss seemed to last forever, Connie's tongue fencing with Vivian's until the older woman began truly feeling the heat of the young girl.

"Now," Jack whispered, "unbutton her blouse."

Vivian obeyed this command as she had done all the others. One by one, she unbuttoned the dark cotton blouse to reveal the girl's pale tit flesh. Connie was wearing no bra. As Vivian pulled the sides of the blouse open, her hand brushed across both of Connie's nipples, and the young girl moaned softly into the woman's mouth. Vivian heard herself sighing in return, heard it as if it were cowing from another source and was amazed by the sound.

"That's right," Jack said, encouraging her. "Now get down on your knees so you can suck her tits properly."

The woman dropped to her knees instantly and began licking and sucking at Connie's hard nipples, massaging the mounds of the girl's tits with increasing hunger.

"Yeah," the girl moaned. "Suck my titties for me, Teacher. Eat 'em up! I like it hard."

Vivian bit one nipple between her teeth and lashed it savagely with her tongue.

"Oh yeah, Mrs. Glenn. You know how to suck tits, don't you? I bet you like yours treated the same way," Connie said.

With that the teenaged girl grabbed the woman's free tit and crushed it upward, wrapping both of her hands around the tit mound and squeezing the nipple between a thumb and index finger.

"Ooohmmm," Vivian moaned though her tit-stuffed lips.

"Okay," Jack said from behind, "now for her pants. Take Connie's pants off for her, Teacher."

In her lust for the younger woman's tits, Vivian had nearly forgotten that Jack was even in the room. She had never had sex with another woman, and she found herself amazed at the pleasure she found in touching the young girl, in tasting her spit and sucking her tits. In a frenzy of lust, the schoolteacher unsnapped Connie's jeans and slid the zipper down, peeling the pants to the floor in a rush.

Connie was wearing no underwear at all, and Vivian found herself staring at the thickest mound of black cunt hair that she had ever seen. Already, the hair was matted and drenched with the flow of pussy juice. The odor of it was almost overpowering for the older woman.

She couldn't believe it as she looked at the sight in front of her and realized that her mouth was watering for pussy, that she was hungering for the taste and wanted to bury her lovely face in the thick jungle and lap at the wet cunt lips with their odors of cum and piss.

"Onto the bed, Connie," Jack ordered.

The teenager obeyed gladly, lying as close to the head of the huge bed as she could get and splaying her legs out wide.

"Now, Mrs. Glenn," Jack said, puffing the woman up from the floor and turning her to face the girl, "let's see you suck Connie's cunt dry."

Vivian never hesitated. In an instant, she was kneeling on the bed with her face shoved into the teenaged girl's drooling pussy.

It's lovely, she thought to herself. It's actually quite pretty to look at.

She kissed faintly at the widespread flaps of the girl's cunt lips. The pussy lips were pink and puffy, and Vivian sucked them gently between her lips, running her tongue up and down their length. Then, she moved her face down to lap up the thick gobs of cum that were pouring from the dripping cunt gash. Using her fingers, she spread the cunt lips wide and buried her face in the girl's crotch. Her long tongue fucked in and out, lashing the sensitive flesh until the young girl was writhing on the bed.

The taste was wonderful, unlike anything that Vivian had ever experienced in her life. Over and over, she drank of the flowing juice from the young girl's pussy. Again and again, she rubbed her face up and down the cunt slash, rooting deep in the slimy hole.