Robert Vickers: Blackmailed teacher

Beth hesitantly obeyed. She was obviously unsure of herself in this. It was so perverted, three people making love all at the same time. Yet she couldn't deny that the sight of Ted's prick vanishing between Liz's throbbing cunt lips turned her on. He would be fucking her with his powerful strokes any second now.

To be under the other woman's sex slit, lapping up all the fuck fluids, teasing the man's balls with her tongue, seemed to be the height of perverseness to her. And she found her cunt watering at the thought.

Why not? Being forced by Don gave her the excuse to engage in something she found secretly exciting and which she'd never, under any other circumstances, do.

"You slimy little prick," she hissed at the student.

Don smiled broadly and pointed. "Under them. Now! Move!"

Beth moved. She rolled over onto her back and scooted until the other woman's tits hung pendulous and heavy just above her lips. She had been told to lick the woman's cunt. She decided the dangling boobs were more tantalizing for her.

She licked across the tip of one tit, then the other. The feathery touch of her tongue set off depth charges of delight in Liz's chest. She was openly sobbing by the time Beth sucked one nipple entirely into her mouth.

The woman was confused by the sensory messages assaulting her body. The thick cock poking into her from behind was stirring her guts around. Any second, he'd ram all the way into her frothy twat and make her into a complete woman. And the other woman's mouth all over her erect nipples sent shivery little messages of joy into her chest.

Her breathing became harsh, rough and ragged. She felt flames lapping at her throat, searing her lungs.

And the real fucking hadn't even started yet!

"Yeah, gang, this is real cozy. I like it," came a distant voice, the voice of their tormentor. "That stud with his pecker shoved into the bitch's ass and the other one licking her little titties. Yeah, I like it real good. Now, move, damn you all, move!"

Liz gasped as Ted's prick came hurtling into her cunt. She thought she was ready for it. She was wrong. It stretched her in new and different directions. For a horrible moment, she was afraid he was going to rip and tear her delicate inner membrane.

She didn't like the idea of bleeding to death for Don's amusement. But nothing this drastic happened. Her flexible cunt walls stretched to take the man's huge girth.

The jerking and bucking of his cock stirred her inner nerves and made her acutely aware of her body. The momentary pain had passed and now all that was left was pleasure. The huge cock was dancing a wild dance inside her cunt.

She tightened her stomach muscles and clamped down on the buried prick. She felt the thick blue vein on the top of his cock stand out in bold relief. The thick hooded glands of his prick expanded even as she tightened her muscles around it. And the soft folds of skin all along his cock quickly vanished as more and more excited blood hammered into his fuck stick.

"You fill me up!" she sighed. "So nice, so damned nice!"

"You're hotter than I remember," Ted told her. "Hot and you're squeezing me to a pulp! I… I can't take much of this."

"The hell you can't," came a cold voice. "Fuck her good or you're gonna be sorry."

Liz tried to block out the student's voice. He was a monster. Better his parents had put him in a burlap bag and tossed him in the river than allow such a beast to live and hurt others.

She concentrated on the feel of the long, all-male prick inside her pussy. She twitched her hips a little to move it around inside. His cockhead moved gently against her cunt walls, stimulating both of them. The thick fuck fluids made sure that the fucking wouldn't really turn either of them on too much.

Once the friction of the fucking burned away the cunt juices, then it would be sheer bliss for both of them.

"Oh, ride me, ride me hard!" she begged. "My cunt's burning up with desire for that huge prick of yours!"

Then she felt a new sensation on her snatch. It was a small thing, hardly noticed. Then it became more and more powerful a force for giving her the utmost in joy.

It was Beth's tongue working avidly along her gash. The woman's tongue sought and found the little clit meekly poking its head out from the protective sheath of flesh. She began licking and sucking hard on that tiny spire of sensation.

Liz felt wave after wave of desire flood her. She was gasping with reaction. Her entire body quaked. She was caught up in the throes of the most massive lovemaking ever to assail her tender, trim young body.

"Go on. Do as she says. Fuck her good." Don was still calling the plays, but she no longer cared. The feel of the cock and the tongue so near her cunt made up for any humiliation the student might decide to pass out.

Liz knew it instantly when Ted obeyed that command. She felt inch after long, throbbing inch of virile prick shoved up her cunt. She grated her teeth together and unashamedly allowed tears to race down her cheeks. The feeling of having her pussy filled with fuck stick again was so indescribably tremendous she didn't care what emotions she showed.

She loved it. She wanted more.

The man began fucking her with long, deep, slow strokes. She felt him bury his cock balls deep into her cunt. A tiny trickle of cunt juices oozed out around the plug of his prick, then he ground his crotch into her butt. She sighed with relief. He was hard and he was fucking her. All was right in the world. The hairy thighs stimulated her round, smooth tits and his balls wetly banged against her cunt lips.

When he began, retreating from the tight, hot berth of her snatch, she cried put, "No! Don't leave me! I love your prick! Leave it in my hungry cunt!"

There was evil laugh which hardly penetrated her lust-glazed mind. To hell with Don! Let Ted fuck her good! That was all she really cared about any more.

When only the thick, knobby head of his cock remained inside her, the other woman's tongue started licking all over her juice-drenched cunt lips. Liz heard Ted moan and mutter, "Your Goddamn tongue's driving me wild! More! More!"

She could only agree. That rough, pink, probing tongue was seeking out every tiny little fold of flesh all around her cunt and digging in to stimulate. The tongue was probably giving Ted's cock a good tongue-lashing. It was also building up a sexual tension inside the woman's body which wasn't to be denied.

She screamed and let her hips go wild. She thrashed around, shoving her hips back to get as much cock into her heaving cunt as possible. Ted rode out the fury of her desire and kept his prick poised between the rigid flaps of her bloodengorged pussy lips. He'd fuck her when and how he pleased. She was only along to enjoy.

"Make noises like a bitch," came a cold command. "I want to hear you sound like an animal. It's only right. If a bitch in heat is getting fucked like an animal, you ought to sound like one."

She ignored Don. And was immediately rewarded with a sharp, stinging pain across her shoulders. The teenager had hefted his belt and was swinging it through the air. He was whipping her for her disobedience.

"Stop! Don't!" she pleaded. It did no good. If she wanted to enjoy this fucking, no matter how degrading and defiling the circumstances, she would have to make Don stop whipping her with the leather scourge.

"Then whimper! Sound like a animal!"

She began making tiny, trapped-animal noises deep in her throat. She wanted to sing out her joy at having a cock up her cunt and a tongue eagerly working all over her snatch. But the sounds coming out were pure animal. She whined and whimpered like a whipped dog.

This seemed to satisfy Don's insane cravings to make her appear a degraded and humiliated woman. His need for a big power trip was being satiated just as her own sexual needs were being attended to by Ted's huge prick.