Robert Vickers: Blackmailed teacher

"Yes, oh, yess, yessss! Anything you say, Ted darling, anything! I'm a virgin if you want me to be!"

"No virgin has cunt muscles like yours! God!"

He panted hard now. His body was shivering like he had a high fever. The lewd squishing noises as his prick shot into the woman's juicy cunt filled the room. Liz shivered along with the two people fucking their brains out. That noise made her aware of how much she was getting out of this peeping.

In all decency, she should leave them alone, but she was too turned on by the sight of them screwing. His long, red pussy-pleaser driving into the yawning hole of Beth's juicy cunt made her own desires run wild.

That was what she wanted. And if she couldn't get it, seeing it happen would just have to do.

She rubbed her snatch against the door with more vigor as she heard. Beth gasping out, "My cunt's on fire! I'm burning up inside. Oh, dear God fuck me hard! HARD!"

The tiny embers of her own lust, had long since blazed bright and furious inside her cunt. There was no way she could put out the flaming desire that threatened to drown her. She was a lost soul and could only allow her passion-wracked body to command.

"My balls feel like a boiler! My jism is lead-heavy and just burning me up! I can't wait to come!"

"Ummm, darling, oh darling! Ride me, ride me hard!"

The lewd squishy noise increased in intensity as he picked up the tempo of the fucking. If he had been driving his prick into her with wild abandon before, now he was a tireless sex machine. He fucked with all the power and lust locked in his loins.

The watching woman bit her lower lip as her hand crept under her skirt. She couldn't restrain herself. Her fingers found her slimy cunt. She began tweaking her pussy lips. When that was no longer the thrill it had once been, she started driving her fingers in and out of her cunt in imitation of the hot scene in front of her.

Her fingers weren't anything like a cock. But they were better than letting her cunt cry out, hungry for attention. The thick oils dribbled over her fingers, filling the palm of her hand. Soon, she was totally drenched with her own fuck fluids.

"My body! I'm on fire! I… aaaaieeee!"

The woman on the receiving end of that long, powerful prick climaxed. Her body stiffened and a husk of sheer pleasure covered her face. She sucked in her breath and arched her back trying to drive her cunt down over the impaling spike of the cock lodged in her cunt.

All too soon, she let out a long, loud sigh and relaxed. But the man fucking her wasn't ready to come yet. He was still fucking her clutching manhole with all the power he could summon. His ass tightened, then shot forward in a wild release of energy.

"Oh, keep fucking! My cunt's still on fire!"

He was pulling her body into his groin with every stroke of his prick. The man was giving the teacher the fucking of her life. The faster he fucked, the more she liked it.

His balls had collapsed into a hard, tight sphere that bothered him. The need to blast out his jism into her hungering cunt was on him. Trying to keep the fiery tide locked in his balls was making his prick feel as if it would explode like a stick of dynamite.

No matter how he tried, the tumbling and churning of his balls made him teeter on the edge of control. But still he fucked into the wet, steamy hot interior of her cunt. The need to be surrounded by her clutching sheath of cunt was inbred. He was a man. She was a woman waiting to be fucked. How could he refuse such a basic urge?

The watching woman finally decided she should leave. The man's lust was so obvious, it was almost embarrassing to her. The way his prick vanished so lewdly in the grinning cunt lips was a hint that she was witnessing something she shouldn't.

As Liz turned to go down the hall, she saw the principal sauntering along. She sucked in her breath. This wouldn't do. And the way Ted was fucking Beth, nothing short of an atomic bomb would make him stop.

"Good afternoon, Miss Walker," said James Elliot. "Leaving for your next class so soon?" The principal was still far enough away from the doorway so that he couldn't hear the frantic sounds of Ted and Beth fucking. And Liz hoped she could keep it that way.

"Oh, Mr. Elliot, did you see what those awful boys had done to the flagpole again?" She was babbling. It was the first thing that had come into her head. Last month, a gang had run some girl's panties up the flagpole and horrified several of the more staid groups around the school.

"Again? They…? Oh, hell. I'd better go check it out, I suppose. Thank you for telling me, Miss Walker." The look in his eyes told the teacher that the man would rather have stayed and talked to her. She had the suspicion that he was hot for her ass.

It seemed as if everyone on the campus had unbridled passions and let them run free whenever they wanted. And if anyone got caught at it, it was their ass in a sling.

Liz didn't understand this stupid double standard. She was a hard-loving woman who loved a good fuck, who needed it. And if any of the studs prowling around the school gave it to her, they'd all be in trouble. Yet all of them did it. She shook her head, idly rubbed a hand across her hidden snatch and then remembered the hot and heavy action going down inside the teachers' lounge.

Beth and Ted might never know how she'd saved their jobs for them but it didn't matter. It had been worth the small risk she'd taken. And now, she felt she was entitled to watch. She'd earned the right.

As the woman sneaked back to the half-open door, the sounds from inside were even hotter than before. She looked at what was happening and her eyes widened. She hadn't believed Beth was that acrobatic.

The woman was bent double like a pretzel on the small table. Her legs were pulled back so that her legs dangled over Ted's shoulders. The tops of her thighs pressed hard into her tits. Every time the man stroked into her widely exposed cunt, she emitted a tiny groan of pleasure.

Liz guessed that Ted could drive his prick deeper into her steamy cunt in this position than from any other. The way Beth was twisted around, she had to be getting a hell of a lot of enjoyment from the fucking. Otherwise, the crink in her back would have been bothering her.

"Keep going, Ted darling! I love that prick of yours! It makes me feel like a complete woman!"

"Cunt's so tight," the man mumbled, "so fucking, damned tiiiiight!"

"Yes! And all for you! For, your cock!"

His body pressed her legs down into her body. Her cunt gaped wide open so that the spying woman could see the cunt lips lewdly smile and take in the purpled end of his fuck stick. His balls had collapsed into a hard little globe that no longer wetly slapped against her upturned ass. He was burying himself all theway to the hilt in her gooey twat.

Liz sighed as she saw the exciting sight. That cock going into the hungry cunt was more than she could stand. She reached back under her skirt and found her own flowing gash. Fingers ready, she drove them into her cunt.

That sent a wild surge of joy racing through her body. She closed her eyes and imagined she was the one on the table getting her brains fucked out. His cock was inside her, twisting, turning, driving ever deeper. He was probing for her innermost cunt.

The tingles in her pussy lips were passed along to the twitchy walls of her cunt. She shuddered as she felt the sexual tensions mount in her belly. The way her heart speeded up made her breath come faster.

She imagined him poised over her body like he was over Beth's. Her cunt yawned wide for him. She was totally wanton. She wanted his cock more than anything else in the world. She could prove it with her dripping, obscenely wet twat, too.

As one of her fingers stabbed into her pussy, she shivered. Another finger went in and then another. She started stroking back and forth. The velvety softness of her pussy walls hardened a little as her muscles tensed from the excitement.