William Cyr - The Headmaster

Fuck me! Fuck me, hard!" Elizabeth begged. "That big meat feels so wonderful between my legs!" Her voice was almost distraught, and he could see that her eyes were widely dilated with sexual abandonment.

Timing himself carefully to obtain the maximum gratification for both of them, Frank begin thrusting back and forth astride her magnificent body, driving his aching prick deep into her tightly stretched cunt. Her smooth arms and stockinged legs wrapped tightly around his naked, thrusting body, Elizabeth began moving her hips around under him with expert movements. She was breathing quite heavily and he could feel her steeply erect breasts tormenting his bare chest as she continually arched her back and twisted around under him with feline movements.

"Harder! Harder! I need it so bad!" she pleaded between loud gasps. "I don't care if it hurts!"

Frank progressively increased the tempo and she could feel his heavy, bloated balls slapping against her with each forward thrust. His pelvis was pressed down hard against hers, and each surging stroke tantalized her highly charged clitoris with an almost-electric jolt of raw, physical pleasure. Her own expert thrusts threw her gorgeous buttocks up at him, working his wildly pounding prong even deeper into her wetly clinging little pussy and then furiously milking it for its magic juices. Their bodies felt glued together in a wild medley of tantalizing physical sensations.

"Oooooohhhhh! Oooooohhhhh!" Elizabeth gasped. "Just keep fucking me like this! Don't ever stop! It feels so gooood!"

Thoroughly lubricated by her bubbly feminine juices, Frank's blood-distended, painfully aching prick slid back and forth inside her hotly clinging vagina at a progressively faster rate. Flinching and gasping each time the bone-hard shaft penetrated to her cervix, Elizabeth squirmed wildly and clutched frantically at his wildly surging body. Her nylon-clad legs coiled upward and she began kicking at his hips with her heels, forcing him to plunge even deeper into her hotly burning, totally vulnerable pussy.

"That's the way, baby!" Frank told her. "Turn on! Let yourself go completely!" What a sexpot! he told himself. How I'd love to have her and Erica in bed with me for a session of three-way sex!

"Ow! Ooooohhhh, harder! Harder!" Elizabeth cried out, sheer sexual pleasure mixed with a tinge of masochistic pain as the thick hard rod drove relentlessly back in her twisting, frantic cunt. "Harder! Harder!

Make it hurt!" she pleaded. "Ouch! Oh! Ooooohhhh!"

As the dizzy pace threatened to get completely out of control, Frank found himself ramming back and forth with powerful, punishing strokes that thrust his painfully aching cock in to the hilt. Elizabeth gasped and shuddered with an intense mixture of pleasure and pain each time he slammed his weight downward against her, and responded to each thrust by throwing her hips upward to maximize the penetration. Feminine juices bubbled from her blistering hot cunt and seemed to glue their lewdly welded bodies even tighter together.

"Oooooohhhhh! Oh! Ohh!" Elizabeth tried to speak but was too breathless to get the words out. "I'm cum…"

"Let yourself go! Let go!" Frank exclaimed although he was almost as breathless as she was.

The incredibly ticklish, intense sensations in his throbbing, nearly bursting penis began to overwhelm him, and Frank pumped and thrust with wild lunges that threw his entire weight down against his partner's voluptuous body. Despite the pounding she was absorbing, Elizabeth kept throwing her ass upward in response to his almost-brutal thrusts. He could feel her vaginal walls snapping at him with reflexive spasms, while at the same time her heels continued to beat a frantic tattoo on his upturned buttocks.

"Oooooohhhhh!" Elizabeth screamed as her initial orgasmic release began to convulse her entire body.

Realizing that the two of them were about to explode together, Frank thrust forward as hard as he could and pinned her wildly squirming body under him as his bloated balls suddenly began emptying themselves with spasmodic spurts. Elizabeth emitted a shrill, almost-hysterical cry of sheer sexual ecstasy as she suddenly felt the steaming semen spewing deep into her twitching vagina.

"Ooooohhhh, fuuuuuuuck!" the overwrought young woman screamed, her long fingernails cutting almost painfully deep into Frank's bare back as she hugged him fiercely to her. Her violent orgasmic convulsions lifted them both high off the bed, and he could feel her vaginal walls frantically squeezing his bursting cock in an iron-grip, as if trying to suck out every last driblet of cum.

Totally breathless, the two of them collapsed on the bed afterwards in a tangle of arms and legs. Frank was in no hurry to disengage, and could feel the young woman's delicious young body still quivering and shivering with pleasure as they lay with their organs soaking together.

"That was beautiful!" she told him, her voice filled with gratitude.

"When I took this assignment, they didn't tell me you were such a stud."

As Frank's limp penis oozily exitted from her dripping cunt, Elizabeth quickly grabbed it and spread the excess cum over her fingers. With a teasing smile on her face, she began licking her fingers one by one in a manner that left no doubt that she thoroughly relished the virile, salty taste of cum. "Mmmm, is that delicious!" she told him, smacking her lips with satisfaction.

"Yeah, that's right," he told her. "Let's live it up tonight because we may not get the chance when we get started on this operation."

"Okay," Elizabeth agreed. "Do you still want me to keep my stockings on?" she asked with a teasing smile.

"I think you know the answer to that!" he replied.

"Mr. Hopkins, how would you like to be in charge of disciplining eight young women?" As might be expected, the highly unusual question was asked with a blush and nervous giggle.

When Frank heard that particular question addressed to him from one of the two young women seated across from him, he knew that the unusual plan he and Elizabeth had worked out was starting to pay dividends. In accordance with his instructions, Elizabeth had arranged to move into the apartment shared by the seven other girls. Frank himself had taken an apartment one floor above them in the same building, where he had spent the last few days discreetly keeping an eye on the girls in the hope that he might detect some sign of Erica.

"That's a rather unusual question, I must say," he replied, pretending to be surprised.

As he spoke he avoided looking directly at Elizabeth, who was blushing and looking nearly as flustered as her companion. Instead, he looked directly at the other girl, a platinum-blonde whose name was Donna Gibson. She appeared to be in her late-twenties, and her form-fitting sweater and slacks revealed a promising figure that merited attention.

According to Elizabeth, Donna was more or less the ringleader among the girls, and he was therefore not surprised by her presence.

"Well, when eight girls share an apartment, things can become a real mess," Donna explained. "Chores don't get done, clothes get borrowed without permission, phone messages get lost, and so on. And there's the manpower shortage, which means that there is open competition for any eligible male who shows up."

Unseen by Donna, Frank winked knowingly at Elizabeth as he listened to the expected recitation. Seated across from him, Elizabeth had crossed her pretty legs to display an amount of nylon apparently calculated to remind him of their liaison a few evenings ago.

"So, last night we all held a council of war," Donna continued. "We laid down some rules and agreed that violators were to be punished by spankings." A pretty blush spread over her face as she finished the sentence.