John Kellerman - Teacher_s captive virgin

"Now!" Alan said. And she knew there was no backing out. She was going to have to do what he wanted.

Alan seemed especially moved by the way her hair hung down over her shoulders. Unbraided, it was a golden cascade of fine curls that reached almost to the pink tips of her tits. He kept fondling these curls, panting as he pulled her forward. Amanda was in a state of mild shock.

She was breathless as she finally found the nerve to push her tongue out from between her lips and touch it against the hot, taut-skinned head of Alan's cock. She pulled back quickly, staring at the small, wet smear she'd put there. Her fingers tightened on his shaft and as she squeezed, she saw his foreskin slide back to expose all of that swollen knob.

"I can't. I just can't."

"But you will, Amanda. That's why I brought you up here. You're going to learn to do things you never dreamed of."

"Suck," he ordered, giving the leash a little jerk. Alan was standing in the middle of the small grassy clearing, his legs spread wide. Kneeling, her back arched slightly, her ass pushed out, Amanda clung to the Alan's big cock with both hands. Again she licked his tip, quickly pulling her tongue back into her mouth. The taste wasn't as awful as she'd thought. In fact, she could taste only her blood. The blood that had burst from her broken cherry when Alan had thrust his cock into her young slit.

"Come on, I'm about to lose my patience."

"But I'm not sure what you really want me to do."

"Lick your lips. No, make them even wetter than that. Yeah, now you've got it. Okay, purse them up. Beautiful."

Amanda closed her eyes. But she could still see that dark-blue cocktip throbbing as she clutched Alan's stiffened shaft. She pressed the spit-wet tip of her mouth again the fevered thing. Alan groaned. She left her lips there, hoping this would satisfy his strange desire. But Alan pulled the leash and her mouth was forced out over the swollen shape.

"Mhhhaaahhh," she gasped, unable to stop it.

Her tongue flicked forward to push against the invading lump of Alan's cock. She only made it worse. Alan grabbed her hair along with the leash and made certain that he got the head of his cock well imbedded behind her teeth. She bit down on him gingerly, knowing she couldn't chance hurting him.

"Now suck," he panted, looking down at her. When her eyes met his, she blushed again. She could imagine how she looked, her lips stretched around Alan's cock shaft, a droplet of saliva oozing down her chin. She started sucking, fighting the dizzy spasms that swept through her mind.

Her tongue worked forward and back, rubbing the skin just under his tip. She stopped doing that for a while, then started it again. Sure enough, licking him at that particular spot made his cockhead get even fatter, hotter.

"Hhhhhuuhhnnn," she moaned through flared nostrils. Alan was panting loudly now, both hands holding the leash as he pulled her forward and let her back, forward and back, forward and back.

Her lips slurped along his shaft as another inch of hot cock slipped into her mouth.

Now that the first shock had passed, Amanda was aware of other things happening to her body. Things she'd never felt before. The in-and-out slide of Alan's prick was making her cunt tingle. It seemed odd that she should be affected like that. She didn't want to be affected like that. But now Alan's cockhead was pressing down into the soft curve of her tongue as he made her take more than she'd had before.

"Ohhhuuhh," she choked, gagging. She was afraid of that swollen, throbbing knob. She was afraid of Alan trying to make her swallow his cum. What she was being forced to do had to be the dirtiest sexual act in the world. Sucking a man's cock. It was so taboo, she'd never even heard anyone talk about it.

"Little deeper, sweet girl," Alan sighed, prying her fingers from his shaft. Now she was holding him with just one hand and that gave him room to shove his prick deeper, until the rounded tip almost brushed her tonsils.

"Whhhuuuuhh," she whined, nostrils flaring wide. Her tongue flicked frantically against the slick head of Alan's cock. He was acting so strangely now. He was shaking and his fingers hurt the side of her head.

"Yeah, Amanda! Yeah, baby, you're doing it just right."

But she didn't think she was doing anything. She was just trying to think of a way to keep from choking. His cock slid in and out between her lips. The slurpy sound of suction made her weak. It was like he was fucking her mouth. Fucking it in the same way he'd fucked her poor little pussy. But deeper.

Trembling, clutching at the shaft of his prick again, Amanda tried to twist her head to the side. It was no good. Alan seemed to be having some kind of fit. His knees shook. His hips lurched forward, thrusting, fucking her throat now.

Amanda choked as the head of her teacher's cock went into her throat. Her muscles tightened, squeezing down on it. Alan shuddered again and she felt the sudden spurts, the hot cream strangling her.

Coughing and sputtering, Amanda whimpered through her nose as Alan continued to fuck her mouth. A stream of white erupted from one nostril and leaked down her lip, down her chin.

Amanda began to struggle furiously, but Alan kept a firm hold on her head, sliding his big prick in and out as the hot cum made a pool that rose above her tongue. When he finally pulled free of her lips, Amanda rolled to the grass, coughing and spitting the sour-tasting stuff. She felt awful about what Alan had done. And it disgusted her to know that she'd had to swallow a little of his thick, hot cream. Alan sat down heavily, reeling in the leash again and putting his hand on her ass.

Amanda spit more cum out and gave him an angry look. "I hope you're satisfied."

"Not yet. But for the moment, yes."

"I think I hate you."

"I think I love you." He smiled.

Amanda ran her tongue across her teeth. She shuddered, thinking of how his cum had exploded so suddenly, shooting into her throat, choking her. Wiping a hand across her nostrils, she looked at the heavy, translucent glops before wiping them in the grass.

"You're not very good yet," Alan said. "But you'll learn."

"That was the awfullest thing I ever had to do."

"It couldn't've been that bad. You're acting like it's poison."

"It might as well be. You got some in my…"

She'd almost said cunt. Even her vocabulary had disintegrated being with this sex maniac.

"So, because you got a little cum in your pussy, you think you'll hatch out with twins or triplets." Alan pushed her onto her back in the grass and pressed his body down against hers. Amanda didn't like him doing that. And when he kissed her cummy mouth, his tongue reminded her of how his cock had felt.

"Noooo, stop kissing me. I feel so nasty, so…"

"Come on, I'll take you back inside. I really enjoy washing you. Your skin is so white and your hair is so blond. And your tits…" He ran his fingers over one soft swell, teasing the nipple gingerly.

Amanda hated the way her body responded to this fondling. But she got up, as Alan pulled the leash, and limped towards the cabin. She wondered what her father would think if he knew what was happening to her now. The chains clinked at her ankles as she crossed the room and sat on the chair where Alan had led her. Then he washed her up again, touching her all over, saying sexy, naughty things close to her ear. It scared her to see how fast he recovered from spurting his cum. Already his cock was getting thick and the head of it had darkened where it peeked from the protective clasp of his foreskin.

"I'm so tired," she said, hanging her head. To her surprise, Alan led her to the bed, covered her with her sleeping bag and went outside. But not before he locked another chain to the one at her ankles and secured it to the metal frame of the bed.