"Lessons After School" - читать интересную книгу автора (Michaels Ward)

Chapter 2

"I'm glad you haven't had problems with Susie Walters. I wish I could say the same," Betty Wingate said.

Ben Sommers shook himself out of his reverie. "Oh, yeah, no problems," he mumbled. To his embarrassment, he suddenly became aware of his penis. It was fully erect and made a large, thick ridge along the inner side of his pants leg. Thinking about Susie had been too much for him. He would have to watch himself in the future. He crossed his legs quickly, but he guessed from the look on Betty's face that she had seen his protrusion.

"Well," she said brightly, "I better wash out my coffee cup and get back to teaching. Thanks for talking to me." She got up and busied herself at the sink.

Ben's eyes followed the movement of the woman's pert, full buttocks. Betty was nicely built. He had noticed that before. He wondered what her sex life was like. There was not too much a girl like her could do without being noticed, especially in a small town like this one. She probably got hungry for sex, that is, if she were a normal woman. There were a few of these female teachers Ben did not feel sorry for. They were either so sexually repressed that they did without sex and acted virtuous about it, or they were attracted to other women, sometimes even their own students. How terrible, he thought. Imagine a young girl having to put up with that kind of behavior from a-woman teacher. They should be barred from the classroom. That was all there was to it.

He continued to gaze at Betty's behind. Maybe he should take her into his storeroom. He had what it took to quench her sexual fires, and he would be more than glad to share it with her. Beautiful little ass, he thought. Then he pulled himself up short. This was no way to get rid of his erection. He recrossed his legs, pressing his inner thighs cruelly against his hard penis, strangling it.

"See you later, Ben," Betty called to him. Smiling, she left the room.

Susie stretched her arms and yawned luxuriously. She wiggled her buttocks against the soiled sheet and watched Dale through slitted eyes while he undressed. He had his back to her, and she could not see much detail in the half darkness of the motorcycle clubhouse, but she had memorized his lithe body long ago anyway.

There was a clink of metal as the boy unbuckled his heavy belt. She heard him unzip his tight jeans, and caught her breath as he pushed them down over his trim, heavily muscles thighs. There was a small clump of black hair at the top of his butt crack, and Susie smiled to herself as she saw it. That tiny patch of fuzz turned her on more than almost anything else about Dale. She wondered why. Whenever he lay on top of her, she always made it a point to reach around and run her fingers over it. The hair was stiff and wiry, but still softer than the lush, curly bush at his crotch. Her fingers would play on down into the nearly hairless cleft of his buttocks. Some men would not even let a girl touch them there. They considered it unmasculine. Dale was different. He loved it when she caressed his crack. He had even let her work her finger into his anus a few times, squirming and groaning with excitement as she explored his interior, his swollen penis growing larger than ever in her pussy.

As usual, Dale could not get his pants off. He had forgotten to take off his cycle boots first. Susie giggled. "Why can't you ever remember to do that?" she asked.

"Aw, Christ, I don't know. It's your fault. You just get me too excited." He bent over to remove the heavy leather boots, struggling to free them from his bunched up pants legs, and Susie caught sight of the tiny, convoluted opening of his ass. Maybe today she would try shoving two fingers into it. She wondered how Dale would like that. Or maybe she could try using her tongue. She shivered with excitement. A boy had done that to her once when she was very young, and she could still recall how wonderful it felt. Would it feel the same to Dale? Maybe she would try to find out.

Dale finished freeing himself from the boots, kicked his pants off, and moved toward her. As always, Susie caught herself gasping at the sight of his burgeoning penis. Dale was huge, only about an inch shorter than Mr. Sommers. By the time he was the teacher's age, Susie guessed his cock would be even larger. Perhaps she should stick around for a few years.

Beneath Dale's huge, arching prick swung a pair of bull-like testicles in a puckery, hair studded sac. Susie's mouth watered as she looked at them. Moist and musky flavored, she knew how wonderful they would taste, especially since they had been encased in tight denim jeans all day long. She longed to lick them clean and then start in on his big, stiff cock, laving it gently with her tongue, wiping away all the accumulated perspiration, dribbles of urine, and other exciting refuse.

"Oh, God, you are beautiful," Dale murmured as he gazed down at the girl's slim, naked body.

Susie tossed about on the narrow cot, impatient for the touch of her boyfriend's hands. "As beautiful as Miss Wingate?" she asked teasingly.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Just that I saw how you were looking at her in class today, and that little display of playing with your cock while she was practically breathing down the back of your neck was pretty obvious too."

"You jealous?" Dale asked, grinning down at her. His hand, went to his low hanging balls, and he scratched them casually.

"Of course not. You can ball anyone you want to. If you got into Miss Wingate it'd be a miracle, though. I bet she's a virgin."

"I could take care of that in a hurry if she gave me the chance."

"You don't have to tell me, I already know it." Reaching out, she took the end of his big, hard penis between her fingers. She looked at closely and gave it a playful squeeze. A large drop of clear liquid oozed slowly from the long slit in its tip.

Giggling excitedly, Susie leaned forward and darted her tongue out, scooping up the musky tasting droplet. Dale caught the back of her hair between his strong fingers.

"Suck it, bitch," he muttered. "Suck the piss out of me."

Susie opened her mouth wide, and her hot breath poured out over his glossy, moist prick head. She was teasing him, making him quiver with desire, letting him wait until she was ready to strike. Through flaring nostrils, she smelled the sweet, earthy odor of male crotch. Dale was so randy she could sometimes smell his maleness when he sat beside her in class. The aroma was the same now, only a thousand times more intense. The saliva snaked from the corner of the girl's mouth. In a few seconds she would taste the salty sweetness of his penis.

"I said suck it, and hurry up," Dale growled. He forced Susie's head forward, and her full, succulent lips capped themselves over his throbbing glans. Throwing his head back, he moaned deep in his throat, like an animal. Susie whipped her tongue back and forth, the tip of it grazing Dale's countless nerve endings. His groaning grew incessant, its tone deeper and more menacing than before. Susie was teasing him to full, ripping arousal. That was the way she wanted him to be. When she had him like that, he turned into a virtual rapist, pushing her flaring buttocks deep into the mattress as he rammed his burgeoning erection into her flaming pussy. She could hardly wait, and she sucked harder and harder in anticipation. Her tongue tip wormed its way into his coronal slit, opening it teasingly and tasting more of his freely leaking pre-seminal fluid.

Dale tossed his head from side to side, his big hands pressing on the back of the girl's head, forcing her to swallow more and more of his rigid, pulsating shaft. Susie loved taking it. The sensation of holding his huge, living tube between her trembling lips gave her a deeply thrilling sense of power. She let her sharp, white teeth graze the smooth, tightly drawn skin. Dale groaned.

"Good," he, muttered. "Feels so fuckin' gooooo-ood. Christ, can you suck cock!"

The girl was all the way down on him now. As he looked down the length of his naked body, he could see that his entire stalk had disappeared into her mouth. Her nose scrubbed its way into his pubic forest, and he could feel her hot breath tingling his skin. Her chin felt soft where his huge, roiling gonads bounced against it. His entire being was enveloped in the burning warmth of his girlfriend's oral cavity. He wondered what it would be like to have Betty Wingate do this. His English teacher would probably throw up at the very idea of taking a man's penis into her mouth. Still, you never could tell.

Susie's long fingers went to Dale's scrotum. She played them over the puckered flesh, making it tingle with excitement. Her hard nails dug into it teasingly, and Dale felt shivers run up the length of his spine. Susie palmed his sac, weighing the big testicles in her hand as though she were trying to determine how big a load he was carrying.

There's enough there to keep you fed, Dale thought to himself, and ten other women besides. He leaned backward, arching his hips and pushing his blunt glans even deeper into the girl's gullet. God, it was so tight, so slippery, fully as exciting as ramming into her cunt. Dale did not know which he liked better. One thing had both acts beaten, and that was anal penetration. Susie had let him try that with her only a few times, and he had to make sure she was completely aroused before he would even suggest it. He had had the best luck with her the times he had gotten her drunk. When Susie drank she became so uninhibited she was ready for anything. He shuddered as he thought of the painful tightness of the girl's rectum squeezing at his hard, unyielding shaft. What if he tried something like that with Miss Wingate. The thought was almost funny. He could imagine the prim and proper teacher, her buttocks high in the air, waiting eagerly for him to force his wide, thick penis into her nether hole. He would blast her open all right. At the thought of forcing his engorged penis into the teacher's tight rectum, Dale's cock swelled even larger in Susie's mouth. She let it slip from her lips, and as the cold air hit the boiling flesh, Dale gave a small, excited gasp.

"You gonna come already?" Susie snarled.

"No, not yet. I got a way to go. I can hold off as long as I want. You ought to know that if anybody does." He stood there wishing the girl would go back to what she had been doing.

"I thought I felt your prick swell up, the way it always does just before you shoot."

"Aw, come on, baby," Dale replied, tousling her hair playfully, "it's just that you turn me on so fuckin' bad. That's why I get so goddamn hard."

"If you really want to show me how much I turn you on, let's sixty-nine for awhile. My cunt's so itchy it's driving me nuts."

Grinning, Dale got up onto the cot, one knee planted on either side of Susie's upturned face. He looked down at her pink lipped, moisture laden cunt. The light glistened off the drops of wetness, and he could smell the musky, sensually arousing scent of her female nest. In a little while he would be ramming his long, stiff phallus into that sizzling fissure. For the moment, he would have to content himself with using his tongue to do the same thing. That was the way to make Susie really hot, turn her into a wild, sex crazed animal ready to do anything to achieve the most important thing in the world to her, her crashing climax. By the time he eased his throbbing glans between her fleshy, juice covered lips, she would be the one doing all the work, lying beneath him and literally milking the semen out of his balls using nothing but the remarkably developed muscles of her creamy vagina.

With a deep, gorilla-like grunt, Dale dropped his face to the girl's crotch, smearing her wetness over his cheeks and mouth. Susie let out a low, grating cry as the youth's long, pink tongue lashed over her pouty cunt lips. Every place it touched turned to molten lava. The girl was more turned on than she realized, and she had to concentrate hard to keep from coming the minute she was touched.

"Take it easy," she whispered, her voice shaky with passion. "You'll bring me off too quick."

Dale chuckled. "Seems to me you're the one who was bitching because you thought I was getting ready to blast."

"Yeah, I know, but now I am."

Sadistically, Dale burrowed into her hair studded crack. At once his lips found the girl's swollen clitoral pearl. He flicked his tongue tip over it again and again, deliberately forcing the girl to the brink of madness.

Susie screamed and sobbed wildly, squirming from side to side, trying to get away. "No, no, no. I don't want to, not yet. Stooooooop!" She fought to free herself, and Dale countered by lowering his body onto hers, pressing her into the mattress to keep her from moving away from his oral caress. His big gonads pressed against Susie's cheek, and she could feel the huge length of his cock shaft nudging her neck. His tongue kept up its action, running in small, mind blowing circles around her palpitating clitoris. The heat of his body against hers was stifling, and she felt as though she were melting into a puddle of sexual arousal. She fought wildly, her fists pounding into Dale's sinewy buttocks, her nails leaving deep red furrows in his skin.

It was all to no avail. Suddenly, despite her struggles, Susie felt her fires rise to the blazing point. Her magnificent cunt flowered open like a day lily, and she came, spurting her hot liquors all over Dale's face and into his greedy mouth. The boy sucked at her frantically, drinking down every drop of female fluid, glorying in its sweet, sexy taste. More and more of her sweetness gushed forth, and he continued to eat, lapping at her soft interior with his eager tongue, soaking his whole face in the process. He took delight in taking Susie against her will, forcing her to do what she really wanted to do but much before she was ready to have it happen. It was like bold, forceful rape, and he loved the feeling of power it gave him. He was in control. He was the manipulator. Susie was at his male mercy, and he would show her none. He kept lapping at the girl's super sensitive cunt flesh, forcing her to climax after climax, his intent to drain her body completely. She was sobbing and whimpering helplessly now, her body limp and exhausted. Still she came, her twat spasming open and closed as if it had a mind of its own. A layer of acrid sweat covered Susie's body, its wetness blending with Dale's. His chest slipped against her as he continued to eat at her swollen, aching pussy, his tongue running up and down the length of its blood engorged edges.

Susie cried quietly, her mind and spirit momentarily broken. She was the victim, the object of Dale's cruelty. It was always like this with him, she thought to herself. The realization made itself known even through the fog of passion that clouded her mind. With Ben Sommers it had been different. The teacher treated her as an object of worship. When he ate her pussy, he made love to it. With Dale, it was an oral rape. Why did she put up with it?

Suddenly and silently, Dale changed positions. Still keeping Susie pinned to the bed, he pivoted his slim body until his leering face was directly above hers. "Now," he whispered, his voice hard and sneering, "the real thing."

"No," she moaned. "I can't! Not now. Nooooooo!"

Ignoring her protests, Dale took his bullet hard cock in one hand and brought it up between the girl's legs. He rested his burgeoning, throbbing tip against Susie's painfully sensitized pussy lips. She closed her eyes and bit her lips, dreading what she knew was about to happen. Flexing his buttocks, Dale shoved his pelvis forward, forcing the entire length of his thick, sausage shaped shaft deep into Susie's vagina. The girl screamed with pain, a thousand nerve endings screaming with her.

Without a second's pause, Dale started to fuck, rocking in and out, ramming his strong, totally erect prick in and out of the girl's aching labial lips. Bach time he sank into her, he flexed his buttocks one more time, grinding his lush pubic curls into her tingling mound of Venus. His elephant-like testicles slapped against her inner thighs, arousing her despite the raw, ravishing pain.

Susie whimpered helplessly, completely the victim of her teenage boyfriend's animal lust. The hot sweat dripped off his brow to splatter her upturned face, and her nostrils were filled with the sour smell of Dale's unwashed body. Again and again, he ground his sharp boned hips against her own, stabbing his unyielding prick into her soft, wet pussy flesh from every possible angle.

Screams reached Susie's ears. They were loud, rasping, and incessant. To her sudden horror, she realized they were coming from her own throat. The pain of Dale's raping penis struck deep within her. She could feel the burning hurt of it high up in her heaving belly. It was so different from the way it was with Ben. With him she was an angel to be adored. With Dale she was nothing more than a misused animal. Still, the shivers ran through her body. She was completely overwhelmed by raw lust. She lifted her knees high and hugged the boy's sweaty body between them, encouraging him to rip into her helpless body even more brutally.

Dale laughed cruelly. "That's it, bitch. Show me how much you want it. Show me how you can't get enough of my hard, hot prick. I'm gonna ream the guts right out of you. You're gonna be sore for a week, bitch! Tell me how sore, you rotten little cunty whore. Tell me!"

"Yes, oh, yesssssss! I love it. Fuck me. Hard, harder. Fuck 'til it comes right out my mouth. Then I can suck your knob and be fucked at the same time. Yeah, oh, yesssssss!" Her hips lifted, and she offered her pelvic zone, opening her soft, oozing lips completely. Even though she had just climaxed, she was ready to go again. She could feel the juices building within her, seeping out to bathe Dale's prick until it was soaking, nearly swimming in her hot, gripping cunt.

"If you want to suck and fuck at the same time, I got good buddies that'll help us out. There'll be a fat cock for in your mouth and one for your tight little ass and a couple for your ears. You damn well can have 'em to piss on you when we're done if you want."

"Oh, Dale, yes, yes, yes. Make it happen. I want cock. Chicken cock and man cock. All of it. I'm so hungry for cock I feel like I'm goin' crazy. Say you'll fix it."

"Sure, baby, sure, yeeeeeeeaaaaaaaah!" Dale threw his head back and howled like a timber wolf. His big balls snapped up against the throbbing base of his penis, and he came, spouting gallons of hot, white semen deep into Susie's squirming body.

As she felt the hotness of Dale's sperm vomit into her cunt, Susie came too, climaxing as though her life were ending. It was as though she had never reached orgasm before. She screamed and howled, her voice ragged and harsh with animal lust. Her vagina expanded, pulling Dale into it, burying his cock tip further inside her body than he ever imagined it could go. Her fingernails dug frantically into his back, leaving long, red scratches from which the scarlet blood oozed wetly to run down his sleek sides.

The two of them lay exhausted, their breathing gradually growing calm. Dale's prick was still stuck far into Susie's slowly cooling flesh, and he made no move to pull away from her. The girl whimpered softly as she felt his steel stalk growing soft. It was as though she were losing a part of herself. She was satisfied and yet, she was not. She wanted more and more. Nothing but hot, living meat would keep her from starving.

"Dale," she whispered up into his ear. "I meant what I said before. Did you?"

"What was that?"

"About wanting to get together with your buddies and you. Can you fix it?"