Robert Vickers: Blackmailed teacher

"Nope. I could do with a well-spread young lady who was willing to plant herself firmly down around my cock. And then move just a little bit while I was fucking like hell."

"Is that all you need?"

"I need you."

The kiss lasted a little longer, but by the time the woman came to her senses, Ted was showing her out of the small room. He didn't quite push her along the deserted hallway of the school, but he came close.

"Fred's on duty, you can count on it. And I don't want to have to tell him why we're working late."

"You call it work? I call it fun!"

"Shush, now. Here's the stairway. On up with you. And wiggle that sweet ass all you want going up. I love to watch!"

And he did. Seeing her wiggle her bottom as she mounted the stairs to the roof was almost enough to get him hard again. Her ass rolled gently from side to side in the most seductive manner possible. He wanted to rape her by the time she finally got out onto the flat, broad roof.

"Ummm, it is cool out here, Ted. And the moon! Oh, it's full!"

"And high in the air, too."

She looked down at the bulge in his pants. "That's not all that's on the rise. I can see something even more thrilling for me."

He laughed and took her by the arm. "If we're going to be up here to fuck, we're gonna do it so that it's exciting. Even more exciting than down in the darkroom."

He seated her on the stone ledge running around the roof so that her ass dangled out over a three story drop. She clutched wildly at the edge of the roof.

"Don't, Ted. I'm scared of heights!"

"You haven't even seen the heights yet!" He unzipped his pants and let his newly reborn prick snap to attention in front of his groin. In the moonlight, it looked like a wand of silver topped with a gleaming purplish knob.

"Now that's the kind of height I like!"

She dropped to her knees to suck on his cock. He didn't protest. She loved the way that cock came totally alive in her mouth. It had been erect but not fully stiff. As she sucked and licked it, his prick stiffened noticeably. It was like raising the dead.

And she ended up with a throbbingly real, wonderfully vibrant cock in her mouth.

"That feels damn good, honey, but I want to bury it somewhere even nicer. Nicer for me, that is, and I suspect maybe for you, too."

"Now where would that be?" she asked needlessly. She could feel her cunt beginning to drool at the prospect of having this wondrous length of cock buried in it again.

He said nothing. Looking down into her green eyes made him feel like he was being pulled into another universe. And it was better. This other world was filled with tight cunt and sucking mouths and wanton women.

Wanton women like Liz.

She lightly touched his prick again. The cock was glistening from her saliva. As a cool wind began to blow across the roof, she felt her sweat vanishing. She also saw that the man's cock was beginning to shiver. She didn't want it to get too cold.

Immediately, she stuffed it back into her mouth.

"Hmmmm, that's nice, but I told you your cunt's what I want to fuck. Not that sweet face of yours."

She felt strong hands reach under her arms and gently lift her. Reluctantly, she left his prick dancing in the air in front of his crotch.

His fingers began working their magic all over her body. Feathery touches here, stronger ones there stimulating her boobs, fondling them, cupping them in his palms, then moving on.

Before she knew it, she was naked again. He had totally undressed her to stand bare-ass naked in the moonlight. She smiled a little, then twirled around for his inspection.

"Well, sir, do you like me like this? Mother naked?"

"I love you like this!"

"Now you get naked." With her help, it was only a matter of seconds before the man was standing like a Greek God in front of her. That hard-on he sported told her this was going to be a memorable fuck. He wasn't going to quit until they were both totally pleasured.

She threw her hands around his neck and pulled his head down to her face. Ups crushed brutally into hers. The kiss deepened. His tongue flashed out and into her mouth to dance around her tongue, teasing, tormenting, luring her out.

As her tongue lightly touched his teeth, he sucked down hard. He trapped the pink, agile little tip between his lips making sure his teeth held her firmly. Not enough to hurt, but enough to keep her from escaping. Then he teased her tongue tip with his. Light, flickering motions soon reduced her to quivering mass begging to be fucked.

Releasing her tongue allowed her to gasp out, "God, you make me feel like a whore! I never wanted cock more in my life! Your cock!"

His hands stroked up and down her sides. He traced each and every rib with calloused fingers. As he worked down her spine, he made sure he properly outlined each and every bone in her backbone. When his fingers found the delightfully rounded surface of her ass, he burrowed between the meaty ass cheeks.

The humid canyon seemed to beckon to him.

His finger went all the way down until he discovered her asshole. A little shove and he was able to thrust his finger all the way up her back.

A tiny gasp escaped her lips as she felt the finger driving deep up her shit chute. The finger warmed her, excited her more than she'd have thought possible. The feel of his throbbing cock so close to her snatch should have been enough.

That finger was the icing on the cake. She wanted him to fuck her more than ever now.

"Go, Ted darling, do it! Do it to me! Shove that swollen prick of yours up my twat! I want to feel you moving inside me!"

"Don't want much, do you?"

"I want that Goddamn cock of yours! That's a fucking eight inches!"

Using his finger buried up her anus, he guided her toward the verge of the building. Gently, he used his weight to press her down. She felt the cold stone ledge under her ass. Then she was dangling, ass out, over the three story drop to the ground.

"Wh-what are you doing! Don't let me fall!"

"I won't do that. But we're gonna fuck with you dangling off the building. You get a charge out of exhibitionism. This is the ultimate. Combines real physical danger with the chance of being seen."

"But all they'd see would be my ass!"

"Yeah," he said, smiling wickedly. "You're gonna be mooning the whole Goddamn school. Including that dumb statue of our dear founding father, good old Walter Williams."

Liz turned and looked over her shoulder. There was nothing but forty feet of empty space between her and the statue on the ground. She shuddered at the thought of falling. Then it occurred to her that Ted was right. The physical danger was getting to her.

And it was turning her into the horniest bitch on the face of the earth! She'd fuck anything that moved, no matter what!

Glancing back down at the statue, she said, "I wonder why they gave him such a horrified expression."

"The poor fucker wouldn't stop screaming when they poured the bronze in his mouth. I just hope you're not going to duplicate his expression when you feel this."

She gasped as she felt his purple-headed cock nudge into her cunt lips. She snuggled down a little bit in his arms so she could open her pussy lips and suck in the glands of the man's prick. She wanted to feel that hot, driving poker of manmeat all the way up into her belly.

She didn't get it. He simply turned and went to the pile of their clothing. She gasped when she saw him coming back with his broad, thick black leather belt. And clutched in his other hand was her smaller, thinner one of brown vinyl.

"Wh-what are you going to do? You're not going to beat me? Tie me up! You wouldn't!"

"Nope. But if I don't do this, I might lose control at the wrong time and we'd both be sorry." He fastened the belts together in a large loop. He put it over his head and shimmied it down around his waist. Then he put it over Liz's head and repeated the action. They were tied together at the waist by strong leather. If either of them slipped, the other would be able to hang on and prevent a deadly fall.