"Teacher turns on" - читать интересную книгу автора (Egan Norma)

CHAPTER EIGHT

Some hours later, dazed and exhausted, Jane found herself in her own bed, but not alone. Snake was crouched over her, fucking her tirelessly, while Kirk and Joey watched and grinned. She'd, had some drinks to mellow her out, and the time had passed hazily. Now she was sobering up, realizing the enormity of what she'd done.

"Hey, baby," Snake panted, "show a little life. You asleep or something?"

Dutifully Jane began to move her hips in time to his deep savage strokes. She felt his huge prick slamming in her sore little box, but she was beyond coming, beyond arousal. She thought of earlier in the evening, when she'd taken three cocks at once, and all she felt was disgust – for the boys and for herself.

Snake moaned and came, flooding her tired little cunt with a hot blast of jism. As he rolled off her, Joey started to approach, but Jane gasped and held up her hand for him to stop.

"Please," she said, "I've had it. I'm exhausted. Isn't this enough for one night?"

Kirk was unexpectedly cooperative. "She's right," he said. "It's almost morning. We better get out of here. We'll come back another time."

Jane watched them go, heard the front door shut and then fell back on the pillows in total exhaustion and misery. She certainly had reached the depths tonight. Nothing could be more shameful than the way she'd behaved with those three boys, fucking all of them at once, then one after another, brazenly showing her wicked delight. She'd never be able to live it down.

She couldn't do it again, either. She'd lose all respect for herself. This had to be the end of things between her and Kirk. But how as she going to get away from him? Kirk wasn't likely to take no for an answer. Then she remembered her decision earlier that night – go to Don and tell him everything. Beg for his help. It was the only answer she could think of.

Jane woke late the next morning, bruised and sore, and remembered that she had a date with Don that evening. Very well, she'd tell him then. She'd confess everything and ask him to help her. But he'd probably just sneer and walk out of her life. She wouldn't blame him. Still she couldn't think of anything else to do.

After dinner and a long hot bath, she started to dress for her date, choosing a demure blue dress that buttoned right up to her throat. No sexy stuff this time. She was just combing her long thick brown hair when she heard the doorbell ring. Perhaps Don was early. She hurried to answer – but when she flung open the door, there was Kirk.

Jane reddened and said quickly, "Oh, Kirk, I'm so sorry. I can't see you right now. I have another engagement."

"You'll see me or be awful damned sorry you didn't." Kirk growled. "I'm warning you, baby, you better let me in."

Rather than argue with him in front of the neighbors, Jane allowed him inside, but she was determined to have no more to do with him, even if he hit her. Kirk strode tight put her and helped himself to a drink. He was ginning about something, and it made Jane very uneasy.

"You know, I got kinda jealous last night," he said, "sharing you with my buddies. That's why I finally called them off. I wanted to come back alone and have you all to myself. How about it, teach, just you and me?"

"Kirk," she said firmly, "it's over. I don't care what you do to me, I'll take my chances. I don't want to see you again."

To her astonishment, he didn't get angry. He just pinned evilly and reached inside his jacket. "I got something here you better see," he said. "It might change your mind."

He handed Jane a small envelope, and she opened it and found color Polaroid snapshots. They were all of her and the boys. Her face went white as she studies them. She and Kirk balling. Her sucking off Joey. Her lying stark naked on her back, an ecstatic smile on her face, as Snake ate her pussy.

"Oh, my God, no!" she moaned.

Kirk chuckled. "We took 'em last night when you were so out of it, you didn't notice," he said. "Now how would you like it, teach, if I showed those pictures all around town?"

Jane stared at him like a cornered animal, and then she started trying to tear up the pictures. They were instant photos, no negatives. If she could just destroy them, she'd be safe. But Kirk had anticipated her move, and he seized them from her and tucked them away in his jacket. Jane sobbed, knowing she was in this monster's power forever now.

"I guess you get the idea," Kirk said, "so we don't have to waste any more time arguing. Get your clothes off."

"But, Kirk," she wept, "Mr. Davis is coming for me in an hour."

"We got time," Kirk said. "And by the way, tonight you tell him your engagement's oft you don't wanta see him again. Now get undressed."

Jane began to unbutton her dress. Her head reeled with the knowledge that she would be Kirk's sex slave as long as he wanted her, that she was going to lose Don, and that there was nothing she could do about it all. She felt numb and miserable as she opened her dress and let it slip off her shoulders and slip to the floor.

Jane stepped out of her crumpled dress and stood before Kirk in white lace bra and panties. He took his time ogling her tall curvy figure, walking around her, grinning. No doubt he was admiring his new property, thinking of all the ways he could use her body. Jane shuddered. She wouldn't be able to deny him anything now.

Kirk finally paused in his inspection and wriggled a finger inside her tightly-packed white bra. He caressed the hot silky flesh of her swollen tit and rubbed the little rosy nipple into taut erection. Jane felt nothing. She despised him, his touch turned her off.

He leaned close to her, grinning, as he worked his finger over her satiny warm breast. "Ain't it nice that we don't have to argue any more, teach?" he said. "Everything's settled between us. There's nothing to do but have fun."

"Fun for you," Jane said grimly.

"Aw, come on, baby, be a sport," Kirk grinned. "You know you dig me sometimes. And today's gonna be special. I'm in such a good mood, I'll even help you undress."

He moved behind her and unhooked her tight lace bra. He slid it off her arms and let it drop to the floor. His hard hot hands came around to cup her heavy round boobs, squeezing possessively, rubbing the little dark red nipples with his thumbs. Again Jane felt nothing but revulsion for him.

"You're uptight," he said, "but we'll fix that. I know just how to turn you on, don't I, teacher? Just wait'll I get your panties off."

He released her large jutting jugs and seized the waistband of her panties. Jane moaned with shame as he began inching the little garment down. She felt the cool air of the roam on the firm rounds of her pretty butt, then on the pout of her mans. The panties tickled down her legs, and she numbly stepped out of them. Then she stood like a statue of ice while Kirk once again paraded around her, ogling her deliciously curved naked body.

"Yeah, I sure got myself a good deal," he said, laughing softly. "You got a fantastic body, baby, and I intend to enjoy it for a long time. With that creep Davis out of the way, you can spend all your time with me."

Jane decided she'd rather be dead than do that. Don was the only male she wanted, and now she could never marry him. She remained totally unmoved as Kirk stepped behind her and cupped the firm pretty rounds of her ass. His strong hands molded greedily. He bent down to nibble the back of her neck.

"I might still bring around some buddies now and then," he said, "when I think they need a reward, but you're my woman, and everything you do is for me."

Like hell, thought Jane.

Yet what could she do? As long as he had those terrible photos, she was helpless. She quivered with hate as the eager young hoodlum caressed her little round ass with his rough hot hands. She felt a finger slipping into the tight crease of her butt, tickling the tiny clenched mouth of her asshole. Kirk wriggled just the tip of his finger into the hot little hole.

"Hey, you dig that, baby?" he chuckled.

"No, I don't," Jane said coldly.

She might be obliged to do what he wanted, but she didn't have to pretend to like it. She was damned if she'd give him that satisfaction. Kirk started pumping his hard little fingertip in her tight hot brownie, but she didn't feel a thing except impatience. Finally, with a low curse, he popped his finger out of her ass.

"Okay," he said, "so you're pissed off. I can dig it. It might take you a while to get over Davis. But I'll take your mind off him, baby, I guarantee it."

He walked around in front of her again and slipped his hand into her crotch. Jane just stared coldly at him. He found her pretty scarlet pussy cool and dry. Muttering, he wriggled a finger between the soft-furred lips of her mons and tickled the tiny red button of her clit. No results.

Jane stood unmoved, unresponding.

"You're really being a bitch today, you know that?" he snapped. "But I ain't licked yet, teacher. I'm gonna turn you on if it's the last thing I do."

"Don't hold your breath waiting," Jane said.

He looked for a moment as if he wanted to hit her, but then he smiled again, that evil knowing smile that chilled her blood. "Maybe I been rushing you," he said, "so we'll just take our time, get you warmed up. Undress me."

Jane didn't want to touch him, but she had no choice. She helped him out of his sneakers and t-shirt, then unsnapped his jeans and reached for the zipper of his fly. She studied his broad hard young chest and thought what a magnificent body he had and how it was wasted. A great body attached to a perverted sadistic head. All the good looks in the world wouldn't make up for his selfishness and cruelty.

"I bet this is the part you like," he chuckled as she unzipped his fly.

Jane took down his pants, noting that he wasn't wearing shorts. On her knees, she found herself on an eye level with his cock. She stared at it coolly. It was little and soft and shriveled, his rosy balls limp and sagging. Kirk needed the stimulus of cruelty and humiliation to get him hard. Like last night, watching his friends shame her – he'd gotten hard easily enough then.

"Pet it," he ordered hoarsely, "play with it. Get me nice an' stiff, baby, and then well have some fun."

Jane reluctantly slipped her hand under his limp little prick and began to pet it gingerly. It was a handsome cock, even limp, the flesh snow-white with a delicate feathering of blue veins, the head cherry-red and gleaming. Too bad such a nice prick belonged to such a shitheel. She petted and petted with no results. His pitiful little peter remained flaccid and useless.

"Goddamn it," Kirk muttered. "You better try something else. Lick it. Yeah, use your tongue on it."

Jane wasn't eager to obey. She stuck her tongue out slowly and reluctantly, tickling the light purple head of his drowsy cock, then working gradually down the pale shaft to the blond thicket of his bush. Up and down, up and down, went her pretty little pink tongue, leaving a shining trail of saliva. Kirk breathed faster, louder, and began to flush with excitement, but still his cock didn't get hard.

"My balls," he whined, "lick my balls, too. Maybe that'll do it."

Jane pressed her face into, his crisp blond bush and stuck out her dainty pink tongue again, pressing the moist hot tip against the limp and dangling bags of his young nut sacs. She licked and tickled and lashed, making the flaccid sacs bounce and flop. Kirk gasped with pleasure, but there was no effect on his cock, which stayed soft and droopy.

"Shit," Kirk said impatiently, "that ain't doing it. You better blow me, teacher. Take my cock in your mouth and suck it good an' hard."

Jane shuddered with revulsion, not wanting to go down on this loathsome creep, but she reminded herself that she'd better get used to it. She was in his power whether she liked it or not. Of course she could just let him show those photos around – and end her career and ruin her reputation. No, even sucking his cock would be better than that.

Jane fed his sleepy little dick between her lips and onto her hot wet tongue. Kirk gasped with pleasure as she drew his cock in like elastic, stretching it, letting it snap back into place. His soft droopy nut sacs came to tickle her chin. She began to suck his limp little prick, slowly but powerfully, applying strong suction.

"Yeah, yeah," Kirk panted, "that's good. You really dig sucking my meat, don't you, baby?"

Jane stifled the urge to bite. She'd love to show this sadistic little punk just what she thought of him – but he still had the photos, still had the strength to hurt her. She went on sucking his warm drowsy little prick. A day ago it would have excited her to suck him off. Now she felt nothing. Kirk panted and moaned with pleasure, but still his cock remained soft.

"Faster," he croaked, "suck me faster, harder! Get with it, teacher, get me hard!"

Jane obeyed mechanically, sucking as fast as she could on his silky limp meat, making a lewd wet slurping noise that seemed to excite him even more. But not enough – no matter how fast and hard slit sucked, his cock stayed wrinkled and limp on her tongue. Kirk cursed loudly and suddenly withdrew his flaccid wet prick from her mouth.

"I got an idea," he panted, lying down on the rug and drawing his muscular legs open. "Get down here and suck my nuts. That oughta do it."

Jane sighed and dropped to her hands and knees. In a wicked way she was amused that Kirk, who prided himself on his machismo, couldn't even get it up. But by now she was wishing he'd get hard, fuck her and get it over with, because Don was due in less than an hour. Even if she had to tell Don about Kirk, she didn't want him to see her with him. She nosed into Kirk's crotch, determined to get him hard this time.

She pressed her hot moist lips to one little limp nut sac and sucked the rosy bag into her mouth. Kirk almost rose off the rug in his sudden hot excitement. She drew the whole soft warm bag into her mouth and started to suck on it, fast and with plenty of pressure. Kirk gave a loud sustained moan of pleasure.

"Awwww, Christ, YEAH!" he gasped. "Out of sight! Keep sucking my nuts baby, don't stop!"

Jane did her best, saturating the wrinkled red sac with her hot saliva, sucking it far back into her mouth, then releasing, sucking faster and faster in an attempt to excite him beyond inhibition. Kirk bucked and moaned and gave every sign of pleasure, but his cock stayed soft and useless. Jane spat out one nut sac and sucked in the other.

"Keep doing it, keep doing it," Kirk whined.

"This has gotta work."

Jane did her very best, sucking till her jaws ached, soaking his rosy little bag with her spit, tickling every inch of the silky flesh with pleasure, yet he still didn't hive a hard-on. She began to grow desperate. What if Don walked in and found them like this?

Then a wicked idea occurred to her. Somehow she managed to suck in both his rosy wet balls at once, stretching her lips almost painfully, and as soon as she had them secure in her steamy sucking mouth, she reached into his crotch and found the tight-clenched mouth of his asshole. She pressed the tip of her little finger against his taut brownie and popped it inside.

"Awwwww!" Kirk wailed. "Hey, yeah, that's it, baby, stick your finger up my ass! Oh, man, that's GREAT!"

Jane worked her stiff little finger clear to the last knuckle in his fiery-hot gripping bumhole, and she went on sucking furiously and wetly on his wrinkled rosy nut sacs. His flaccid cock was resting practically on her nose, and as she watched it gave a sudden twitch and then began to rise and stiffen. She breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's doing it," Kirk panted. "Oh, yeah, I'm really getting hard now. Just a little more, baby, just a little more."

Jane dutifully sucked his balls and felt them swelling up hard and round on her tongue. She kept working her little finger in his gripping hot asshole, pumping up and down like a tiny cook, and she felt the tight nether passage growing even hotter and snugger. Before her eyes his cock reached its full dimensions, ballooning into eight thick inches of stiff thrbbbing meat.

"Okay, that's enough," Kirk gasped. "Let go. Don't wanta come yet."

Jane let his swollen spit-soaked balls pop frown her mouth, and she withdrew her finger from his narrow steamy bumhole. Kirk grinned at her, pleased with his huge pale cock-stand. The heavily weaving prick stood straight up, pointing at the ceiling, the head huge and shiny and purple. Little droplets of juice oozed from the ark slit mouth.

"Hey, you really got off on that, didn't you, teach?" he laughed mockingly.

"Oh, sure," Jane said sarcastically.

But he didn't catch the sarcasm. His ego was so swollen, he thought it had thrilled her to get him hard. If he only knew! She'd never hated anyone in her life like she did him. Hess ruined everything, crushed her self-respect, made it impossible for her to marry the only man she'd ever loved. Oh, sure, she was thrilled to death to be Kirk's lover.

"Okay, now let's have some fun," Kirk said, getting to his feet, his hugely swollen cock weaving heavily before him. "You lean over that chair, teacher. I like getting in from behind."

Jane didn't care how they did it, just so they did it fast. She walked over to a big lounging chair and placed her hands on the arm, leaning forward, her beautiful big breasts hanging down and quivering. Her pert round ass was up in the air, her scarlet curl-fringed pussy open to Kirk's ready cock. She offered herself obediently, but she didn't feel a thing for him except hate.

Kirk swaggered over and seized her hips to steady himself. "I bet you can hardly wait for this stiff cock, huh, doll?" he said.

Jane said nothing, just crouched there waiting for him to shove his cock into her and get it over with. Then she felt the huge hard knobby head skidding over her pussy, the tip slick with his juice. He maneuvered it into position and pressed – right against the tight little mouth of her asshole.

"Kirk, no!" Jane gasped. "You've got the wrong place."

"Oh, no, I don't," he said, grunting and pushing, frying to force the enormous hard head of his cock into her tiny brownie. "I told you I was jealous. You let Joey stick it up your ass. I want it that way, too."

"Ohhhhhhh!" Jane screamed.

Sharp pain stunned her as Kirk cruelly forced the huge iron-hard head of his cock into her tiny clenched bumhole. She was sure he'd tear her, split her, with that thick long cock. Joey's prick had been almost too big for her tiny tight asshole. How could she possibly endure Kirk's outsize prick?

"Kirk, no, please, it hurts," she sobbed. "You're too big for me."

"Too fuckin' bad," he snarled. "You can either take it in the ass or I'll show everybody those pictures."

Jane sobbed and went limp, defeated. Anything, even this terrible pain, was better than having the whole town know of her shameless behavior. She relaxed her tight nether hale as much as she could, and Kirk grunted and began working his huge thick dick deep into her fiery clenched asshole.

"Awwwww, Christ, this is fantastic," he moaned, "tightest thing I ever fucked. You like it, teach? You like my dick in your ass?"

"Of course not, you sadistic bastard," Jane sobbed. "It hurts."

Kirk answered with an even harder shove that made her gasp with pain. She trembled as he finally sank clear to his swollen balls in her seething slick asshole. If she stayed loose and relaxed the pain went away, but she felt no thrill, no pleasure. She felt only despair, knowing that Kirk would be able to take her this way whenever he wanted to, that he could use her body in every perverse manner.

"Yeah, your ass is real good an' tight, teacher," he panted. "I'm really gonna enjoy fucking it."

Jane gave a loud moan of despair as his huge hard cock began lunging brutally in her tiny stretched bumhole. Then they both stopped still, absolutely still, and stared as the front door crashed open. Don Davis rushed into the room.

"Jane!" he cried. "I heard you scream. I was just getting out of my car and – oh, my God!"

He stared at his fiance as she bent over the chair, her tiny asshole impaled on Kirk's thick pale meat – the woman he loved, stark naked, taking it in the ass from one of her own students.