Robert Vickers - Blackmailed teacher

Liz whispered hotly into Ted's ear, "That motherfucker! That son of a bitch is balling more than just me! He's obviously blackmailed someone else into fucking him."

"He's blackmailing you? How? With what?" She hastily told him about how Don had eaten her out in class, her need for his young, lusty prick after breaking up with the coach at Eight Miles High School and, finally, about Don seeing her and Ted fucking that evening in the parking lot.

"He's seen us together? That little dipshit! I'll break him in two!"

Liz's hand flew to the teacher's strong bicep. She held him back. "No, you can't do anything to him. He's got us all over a barrel. You, he's got by the balls. Think about it."

Don could get all of them fired if he went to the principal about this. The way the schoolboard was on its yearly purges looking for fornicating teachers, it wasn't too big a jump in logic to see how they could all lose not only their jobs but any chance of ever getting another teaching position anywhere.

"It's his word against ours. Who'd believe a lying little prick like that?"

"All the nasty-minded people running this school. They want to hear the worst and they'll believe anything they want. Just accusing us would serve his purpose. If he can tar us with the brush of blackmail, it won't matter what happens after that."

Ted saw the woman was right. Just hurling the suspicion was enough for Don's purposes. He didn't need to prove a damned thing. Just get the bluenoses thinking about how raunchy their teachers were, and that was it. It was a nasty bind they were in.

"Ooooooh, look! Shit, I… my cunt! Oh God, oh God!"

Ted moved closer to Liz. His hands, circled her waist and settled down over her snatch. When he struck the well of her lust, he shoved a finger all the way up into her cunt.

She gasped and sagged weakly back against his body. That finger promised her so much. A cock would soon follow. She knew it. And she was getting so hat just spying on Don fucking – fucking Beth!

"Look, Ted, that's Beth he's balling!"

The blonde's head turned back toward them. Her eyes were screwed tightly shut and her lips were pulled back into a razor-slash thin line showing how intense her passion actually was.

"Christ, that little bastard is a real loser. I'd love to toss him over the edge of the building."

"Shush. Let's just watch." She snuggled back, forcing her rounded, naked ass into the man's crotch. She felt his hairy thighs rubbing against her bare flesh and sighed. His prick was still limp but a tiny twitch told her it wouldn't be much longer before he was up and ready to fuck her long and hard.

The sight of Don fucking Beth was turning her on in a big way. She'd felt the same thing when she'd spied on Beth and Ted balling. There was something sneaky and disreputable about all this. And she didn't give a damn. It turned her on. That was good enough.

The finger in her cunt began to wiggle around. She started stroking up and down the man's legs, more for support than anything else. That finger so deftly exploring her twat was making her weak in the knees. She felt as if her legs were turning to water.

When he began running his finger in and out of her cunt in a mock fucking, she came. It took her completely by surprise. One second, she caught her breath from the sudden intensity of the feelings smashing into her cunt, the next she was groaning out her unbridled passions.

He supported her against his body. When her eyes focused again, she saw the youth still avidly fucking Beth's tiny cunt. The woman's pussy lips were gaping wide open. The angle told the spying teacher that the student was getting a royal fucking.

His cock drilled hard and deep into her yearning curd. The juices frothed and boiled out and dribbled down the woman's ass to puddle on the rooftop. She could see his balls swinging loosely to smash against the wet spot on the woman's behind.

The prick sank entirely out of sight between the rigid, blood-engorged pussy lips.

And the woman was enjoying the virtual rape. Sure, Don had blackmailed her into this. But her body was betraying her. She wanted his prick. When he'd started fucking her, her cunt had been dry as a desert. The light touch of his plum-tipped prick against her cunt lips had thrilled her. Then she let her traitorous body take command. It was easier that way. She didn't have to think of the degradation he was inflicting on her.

Liz was gasping for breath now, watching the active balling going on. She felt a big hand snake around her body and cup her left tit. The heavy hand pressed into her boob and made her even weaker in the knees. When fingers caught and held the rubbery tip of her nipple, she came again.

Lightning blasted down into her chest to match that echoing up from her finger-fucked cunt. The entire scene was getting to her in a big way. She couldn't begin to describe the feelings inside her at watching Don fucking the living hell out of Beth.

The linger swirling around in her gooey cunt couldn't be ignored. It was making her into the weak, wanton woman who so badly needed long, hard, fucking cock driven into her pussy. The man's finger was hardly enough to keep her happy.

It rubbed and pressed into the velvet-hung walls of her pussy. As he stroked, his finger became greasier and greasier from her fuck fluids. He used this to good advantage. When his finger fell out of her twat, he massaged first one then the other of her pussy lips.

The light pressure on the rigid flaps of her sex lips sent volts of carnal electricity surging into her body. She couldn't begin to control herself now. It was her body commanding her to full arousal.

And she wouldn't have it any other way!

As he lightly fingered her clit, she came again. The last thing she saw before she screwed her eyes tightly shut to ride with the monumental tide of her come was the boy's long, hard prick driving forcefully into the other woman's softly yielding cunt.

That allowed Liz to imagine it was happening to her. The way her clit throbbed and pulsated, it might have been her getting the full benefit of the fucking cock.

But she wasn't receiving only the visual turn-on and the finger on her clit. That hand cupping her immense tit was mashing the soft, pliant flesh into new and wondrously delicious shapes. He was teasing her nipple, pressing it down into the marshmallowy tit underneath.

That would have been enough for her. Not for Ted. He wanted to make sure she got the best out of this manhandling.

He gripped down hard on her left tit until the flesh flowed like putty between his fingers. He tried to reshape that massive mountain of boob. Working it around in circles, she thought he was trying to rip it off her chest.

And it felt so damned good!

"Keep fondling my titties! I love the way your hand feels! Make it into any shape you want!"

"I like it like this!"

He released his grip and the huge jug snapped back into its original cone shape. The snowy white flesh of the sloping boob was covered with fierce red masks left by his fingers. These only made her more aroused.

Trapped animal sounds reached Liz's ears. She opened her eyes again to watch the now frenzied fucking going on in front of her. Don was going berserk. His hips blurred with the speed of his fucking. He drove his prick into the blonde's cunt with diabolical force.

Each forward thrust lifted the woman's ass off the roof. Their crotches ground together in a sloppy wet, carnal mixture of pain and pleasure. His bush was stimulating her cunt as it had never been before. And the depth of his fucking was attained only by his brutal moves.

He didn't care if her cunt lips ended up bruised. All he was interested in was his own pleasure.

"My cunt," moaned Beth… "My poor, aching cunt! I'm getting sore! My muscles are killing me!"