Robert Vickers: Blackmailed teacher

"Oh, fuck me good. And quick! Make it fast, Ted darling!"

Ted's hips exploded in a wild frenzy of motion. He started ramming deep into her twat. He spared nothing in his drive to fuck her with all the strength locked in his strong, masterful body.

"Not so fast!" came a mumbled command from under her body. Liz vaguely recognized Beth's voice. The blonde wasn't able to lick and suck up all the juices leaking from her aroused cunt. And there was no doubt that she was having a difficult time licking clean Ted's prick as it drove in and out of the juicy curd with its frantic tempo.

Fuck her. That was the way Liz felt. She was on the receiving end of this and was going to enjoy it to the hilt. No more of the puny little fuckings. This was the real thing. And she had that cocksucker Don to thank for all of it.

She abandoned her senses to pleasure. All she cared about was the heavy, meaty prick battering into her cunt and the rough, pink tongue laying her most delicate flesh. Then another sharp stinging blow from Don's belt landed across her shoulders.

For a second, she didn't realize what had happened. The pain was blotted out from existence by the ecstasy rushing through her body. Her cunt was dictating to her. But the more he whipped her, the more the pain took control of her life.

"Wh-why are you doing th-that!"

"Shut up and fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He sounded like an old-time galley master whipping the slaves into rowing faster.

Whatever the effect, Liz immediately noticed Ted's moving faster up and down her well-oiled cunt. He was drilling into her tight, clutching hole with impressive force. Each time his body impacted against hers, it jarred her teeth together.

He rotated his body counterclockwise to screw his prick in a fraction of an inch deeper. When she twisted her ass in the other direction, she felt his prick lightly bouncing off her deeply buried cervix.

He was fucking her deeper than any man ever had before. And she wanted more!

No matter that the rain of leather on her back was raising ugly welts. The pain only spurred her to bigger efforts. She let her hips go surging back into Ted's crotch. She felt his balls harden into a tight little bag. She even imagined she could feel the agitation she was causing in his lead-heavy jism.

When his prick began growing inside her, she knew he was having trouble keeping his cum in check. She was panting and shivering. Everything was building up nicely in her body. The cock pleasured her as it never had before. She loved the girth stretching her tiny cunt to the breaking point. The way he lit her inner fires with a forceful fucking was the best she'd ever encountered. And the other woman's tongue all over her pussy lips, her clit, her bush. This pushed her desires ever upward. But the heavily descending belt across her tender back gave pain. Even this was turning her on to the best come of her life. She had a way of directly comparing the agony Don was inflicting with the joys that Ted and Beth were so avidly dishing out.

It made the pleasure even more intense. She came. And came and came. She felt like a leaf caught in the violent winds of a hurricane.

Distant, almost too far away for her to notice, she heard Ted screaming, "Aaaaieeee!"

His body worked passionately against her ass. His cock was tireless. It flew in and out of her twat as he continued fucking her even while his jism was blasting out to whitewash her cunt.

The thick, stringy jism coated her cunt walls. The heat of his cum made her come a last time.

And then it was all over. She felt Ted's prick wilting in her manhole, still convulsing from the intense orgasm she'd had. She was completely drained of all emotion. Her body was physically wasted and nothing could get her aroused again. Or so she thought.

As the man's prick limply dribbled out of her twat amid a flow of his own cum, a hungry mouth clamped over her cunt.

She'd forgotten all about Beth. The other teacher was still stretched out on the roof, her mouth questing for new places to lick and suck and tongue. She had discovered a goldmine in the woman's cum-filled snatch.

Her tongue lashed out and whirled around inside the tight cunt like a tiny tornado. She sucked and licked up all the jism leaking out of the hole, then applied suction to drain out what was still clinging inside the gooey swamp of her cunt.

Liz pushed her gaping cunt down onto the woman's face. The tongue speared deep into her twat, then avidly licked down the length of her pussy lips. If that had been all, she would have been able to stand it. She was still tired from the machine gun comes she'd experienced.

But that wasn't it.

The other teacher's eager tongue found her fully erect clitoris. She shoved her tongue down roughly on the sensitive spire and then began rolling the pea-sized organ around.

It might have been an atomic bomb blowing up in Liz's belly. She came again, even bigger than any of the times before.

The entire world blurred and went away while she soared on the winds of ecstasy. Her entire body was shaking like a leaf in a breeze by the time she came back to her senses.

"God, Beth, that was super!"

"Yeah, Beth, that was super," sarcastically mimicked Don. "But you've all done real good. Now split. I've had my kicks for the evening."

Liz didn't like being reminded that this wonderful fucking and sucking had been forced. More than ever before in her life, she hated Don.

A week passed and Liz was amazed to find she couldn't even face Ted or Beth. She was too scared and humiliated from that night on the roof. She was scared they might blame her for some reason. She might be the one to logically point to and say, "She's the one who got us into all this."

After all, she was the first one Don had caught. Maybe she'd given that slimy bastard the idea with all her uninhibited fucking. She was so confused she didn't know what to think.

All she really knew was how disgusted she felt afterwards. She felt good from the fucking, but mentally disgusted. She hated herself. She hated Beth for licking her cunt as she'd been told. She even hated Ted for going along with Don's blackmailing scheme.

But what real choice did any of them have?

That was what rankled. What was even worse, it was only a matter of time before Don came back and demanded another sex show for his amusement. Somehow, it was more humiliating being put on display for his amusement than it was actually allowing the student to fuck her.

Liz didn't understand that, but it was the way she felt.

In the hallway after her second period class, she saw Ted purposefully striding toward her. She turned to flee, but he was too quick. He caught up with her.

In a low voice so they couldn't be overheard easily, he said, "Hey, don't run. I know how you feel. Really. I felt like homemade shit all week long for doing that to you."

She realized then how self-centered she'd been. Sure, a guy as nice as Ted was bound to have feelings about what they'd done on the roof he wouldn't have liked it any better than she.

"Oh, Ted, I'm sorry! How could I have been so stupid!"

"That's okay," he brushed it off, "because it's taken me a while to realize you and Beth were feeling the same way I was. But look, I'm glad we've got our heads together. Things can be fun among us if we do it right. You understand what I'm saying?"

She nodded. But it wasn't going to be fun. Not as long as Don was around to force them to do his bidding.

A wry smile wrinkled the corners of Ted's mouth. "Worrying about Don won't do a damned thing. I've decided to take some direct action of my own, but I need some bread."

"Money? Why, sure, Ted. How much?"

If a bit of money was all it took to get Don off theft case, then well and good.