One of the most peculiar aspects of Cindy's personality was her stunning knowledge of history. She'd flunked virtually every other class in high school, but in history, she'd always gotten straight A's.
Since her girlhood, she'd loved stories about the past. It had always been easy for her to go back in time and imagine herself a part of any age. More than once in high school, she'd jacked herself off to imagining she was spreading her legs for Hercules or Alexander the Great.
For this reason, Todd now demanded that Cindy get a job as a history tutor to take her mind off fucking. His reasoning was that history distracted her from the needs of her pussy, and she wouldn't stoop to fucking the teenaged boys who would be her clients.
He was wrong on both counts; Cindy's career as a tutor turned out to be a bigger mistake than her short time with Food for Tots.
"…and Athens and Sparta were completely different places to live. The Athenians were more cultured, more interested in the arts. But Sparta was an almost completely militaristic society. The saying… Mitch, are you paying attention to me at all?"
The tall, lanky redhead shrugged his shoulders and slumped on Cindy's living room couch. He was the fifth student she had tutored and by far the most difficult.
Mitch had no trouble learning; if he'd wanted, he could have become the best student in his class. Rather, he was a classic study in teenage rebelliousness. Before she'd taken him on, Mitch's parents had nervously warned her that his arrest record was considerable.
Cindy was genuinely angry. "Mitch, this is our second session, and you still haven't said three words to me. I'll bet you didn't even glance at your homework assignment, did you?"
"Nope," Mitch said insolently.
"Would you like me to tell your parents how little attention you pay to your lessons with me?"
"I don't give a fuck what you tell my parents."
The color rose in Cindy's cheeks. She wanted to order him to do as she said, but she already knew she was taking her role too seriously. She was, after all, only three years older than her student.
"Okay, Mitch. Look." Cindy dropped the textbook and smiled at him broadly. "To tell you the truth, I was really shitty in high school, too. But I was always good at history and if you'd give me a chance, I could at least teach you that much."
"What I'd really like," Mitch said easily, "would be for you to teach me how to fuck!"
Cindy blushed, put her hands on her lap and looked confusedly around her living room. The mere use of the word sent thrills of horniness coursing through her pussy, but she made a real effort to suppress them. With five clients on her payroll, she'd only fucked one of her pupils thus far – Tommy. She took the job seriously.
"Mitch, what gives you the right to make that sort of suggestion to me?"
"Cut the shit!" Mitch's grin was broad and leering. "You know Gary Reynolds? I get loaded with him all the time. He told me you can suck prick so fucking hard, you make a guy shoot stars out of his Goddamn balls. He said you've got the hottest cunt of any woman he's ever fucked in his life!"
"Mitch, stop this!" But Cindy's pussy was juicing profusely, and deep down inside, she already knew she was going to spread her legs for the young delinquent. "Mr. Reynolds was lying. I don't know bullshit."
Mitch rose from the couch, sat on the arm of Cindy's easy chair and dropped his hand to her lap. She whimpered and did nothing to stop him as he pushed his fingers between her legs and started massaging her pussy through her skin-tight jeans.
"Does that feel good, teach?"
"Mitch, you've got to stop this!" Cindy's voice was girlishly high with excitement. "Unnggghh! Please, I'm a married woman! Please…"
Confidently, arrogantly, Mitch knelt on the floor before the chair. Calmly, he unbuckled and unzipped Cindy's designer jeans, knowing she would do nothing to stop him.
Cindy watched silently as he pulled her pants and panties down over her ass cheeks, down her creamy white, tapering legs. Then she was naked from the waist down, and Mitch grinned as he smelled the pungent aroma wafting from her dripping cunt.
"Shit, your pussy's wet…"
He thrust his hands under her ass cheeks and pulled her hot little ass to the edge of the chair cushion. Then he sank his head between her thighs and glued his lips to her bearded pussy, hungrily tonguing up the fuck juices that flowed from her pouting cunt.
"Unnggghh! No, Mitch, no… nnnnggg!" Cindy twisted and grimaced as the pleasure of his cunt sucking drenched her pussy with cream. Again, she felt the thin veneer of the tutor's personality slipping away from her, replaced by the cock-hungry slut she'd always been.
"Do you like it, teach?"
"Suck on my cunt!" Cindy grabbed his thick red hair and hornily pulled his mouth back to her steaming cunt. "Yes, you little bastard. Now you've got to make me cum! Suck off my cunt!"
Mitch slurped up her pussy juices, making his tongue wriggle quickly between the flowering folds of her aching cunt. She grunted and humped her ass off the springy cushion, fucking her cunt on his mouth.
"Harder, bastard!" She thrust her hand between her legs and spread her cunt, exposing her twitching clit. "Suck on my clit now! Unnggghhh, shit! That feels good! You little bastard, make me cream!"
Mitch squeezed her ass cheeks savagely, as if intent upon pulling them from her body. He wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked it very hard, teasing the stiff pink tip with his tongue.
"Cumming!" Cindy's groan was loud and guttural as the spasms throbbed through her fuck hole. "Unnnggghhh! Oh fuck it, Mitch! Suck my pussy! I'm gonna cum!"
Mitch kept sucking her clit, making the pleasure much more intense as the spasms drenched her fuck slit again and again. When she came to, she was surprised to see him standing over her, glowering at her furiously.
"You called me a bastard," he said softly.
"That's what you are, you conceited little fuck!" Cindy giggled and sat up on the chair, fumbling for his belt buckle. "Now take off those Goddamn pants. I want to see what it feels like to have a teenaged stud's cock rooting up my cunt!"
Mitch slapped her hand away. His expression became angrier.
"No one calls me a bastard," he whispered. "Nobody."
Suddenly, he whipped off his belt and lunged at her. She shrieked helplessly as she watched him using it to tie up her ankles. Then she bellowed, and he tied up her hands with her jeans and shoved her panties in her mouth. Cindy struggled, but apparently Mitch had learned at least one useful thing in school; the knots were very good. A new fear spread through her as she realized that she was captive in the hands of a very young, very real sadist.
"Now I call the shots," Mitch said.
Slowly, casually, he kicked off his boots and stripped naked, revealing a lean, white body and a very big cock. Then he propped her bound body up on the chair and rubbed his spongy, rosy cock head all over her face.
"Like that, baby? Like my big prick?"
Cindy wanted to scream, but she couldn't get the panties out of her mouth. Mitch shredded her blouse and bra from her body, exposing all of her nakedness. His big cock bounded to a new stiffness at the sight of her grapefruit sized tits.
"Jee-sus!" He caught one enormous tit in his hand and pinched the stiff, red nipple. "Man, Gary wasn't lying. You really are stacked!"
Abruptly, he pulled the panties out of her mouth. Before she could scream, he crammed his throbbing prick between her lips.
"Bite it, and I kill you," he whispered softly. "Honey, you're about to give me the best blow job of my life, or your husband's going to be picking up pieces of you from all over this room. Understand? Now suck my cock! Now!"
Obediently, Cindy wrapped her lips around the veined stalk of the teenager's prick and started sucking as hard as she could. She believed he would hurt her, if not really murder her, and that made her feel terribly afraid.
But she knew the fear was secondary to the lust she felt at having his big cock throbbing in her mouth.
"Ahhh!" Mitch clawed her neck and rocked his ass, staring delightedly at the spectacle of the pretty, big-titted tutor with her mouth full of his cock.
"Does my cock taste good, baby? Do you like sucking off my big, fat prick?"
Cindy gurgled and nodded her head. She wanted Mitch to release her hands so she could jack off his cock while she sucked it. But she knew her buttery-wet mouth was enough to get him off.
Almost gagging around the thickness of his cock, Cindy feverishly bobbed her head. The teenaged hood groaned with pleasure as he fucked her face with his bone-hard cock.
"Oh, baby!" Mitch's prick swelled and pulsed between her sucking lips. "You really are a good cock sucker! Unnggghh! Better watch it! You're making me cum!"
Cindy made slurping, gurgling sounds as she slid her tongue all ova Mitch's fat cock head, drinking up the cum drippings that oozed from the crown of his prick.
Suddenly, his prick started to throb violently. He pushed her head away and withdrew his cock from her lips, his shaft and knob swollen a deep red, dripping fuck juice onto the rug.
"Not in your mouth, baby. I'm gonna fuck my load up your sweet little cunt!"
Cindy's enormous tits jiggled wildly as Mitch roughly turned her onto her knees on the chair, lifting the rounded cheeks of her ass. Her pussy slit formed a hairy pouch between her compressed thighs, held shut by the belt binding her ankles.
Mitch held his cock in his fist and jammed every inch of it into her cunt with one thrust.
"Unnggghhh!" Cindy winced with pain as she felt her pussy invaded by all of his cock. "Easy, Mitch! Please!"
"Don't lie to me, bitch! I can feel how wet your pussy is!"
And her pussy was wet, dripping with fuck cream as the slippery walls clung tightly to Mitch's big cock. He pulled out his cock until only the knob parted her pussy lips. Then he slammed it back in again, fucking her harder than she'd ever been fucked in her life.
"Awwwnnnggghhh!" she squealed and immediately started humping back at him clumsily. "Yes, Mitch! Oooooh, that's good! Unnggh! Awwww, fuck me, Mitch! Yes, yes! Fuck my pussy as hard as you want!"
Mitch wrapped his hand around one bouncing tit and clawed at it savagely. His big, throbbing cock slammed rhythmically in and out of her pussy, filling her gushing fuck hole with every stroke.
"Do you like it, baby? You like getting your cunt fucked hard, don't you?"
"Fuuuuuuck me!" Cindy's ankles strained against the best as she desperately tried to fuck her ass back to meet his thrusts. "You're making me cum, Mitch! Oh Jesus! I love your big cock! Fuck meeeee, make me cum!"
Mitch's balls slapped heavily against her thighs with every stroke, of his rock-hard cock. Suddenly, he panted and fucked her pussy harder than ever, slamming his prick so brutally into her cunt that the chair skittered on the living room floor.
"Cumming," he moaned. "Tight sucking cunt… ahhh, baby, here it comes!"
He rammed his cock to the balls in her burning pussy, gasping as the walls of her pussy sucked tightly around his spasming prick. Then his cock unloaded in her churning cunt, gushing spurt after spurt of hot, gooey cum into her womb.
"Fuck me, Mitch!" The hot spurts of his cum gushing into her pussy put Cindy over the edge. "Yes, yes, I'm cumming too! Bastard, fuck me harder! Unggghhh! Oh slit, Mitch, oh fucking shit!"
Mitch kept on fucking into her pussy until both of their climaxes had subsided. Then he pulled his prick out of her cunt, dressed hurriedly and left her still tied up on the chair.
"I don't know what I'm going to do with you," Todd sighed.
"He raped me!" Cindy frowned at her husband irritably. "You know he did! It wasn't my fault!"
Todd pursed his lips and nodded his reluctant agreement. The police had been called an hour ago. Mitch had been picked up and was probably already in jail. If Cindy didn't press charges, Todd would.
The police said Mitch hadn't contested the charge. But Todd wouldn't forget the way she'd looked when he'd come home from work, tied up with a belt and a pair of jeans, with jism still dripping from her cunt.
"I mean, I can't help it if I get attacked!" Cindy pleaded. "Jesus, first I work for Food for Tots, and you don't like that…"
"You were fucking two guys for every cookie you sold," Todd interrupted quietly.
"Well? So then I became a tutor, and you didn't like that either!"
"Cindy, how old is your brother Roger now?"
Cindy looked at him curiously. "Senior in high school. Why?"
"You know, I'll bet at that age, he's dying to get out from under the parental thumb." Todd managed a weak smile and stroked Cindy's hair affectionately. "Darling, why don't we ask your parents if he could stay with us for a while? I think it might change your… ways if you had, a little brother, to look after."
A broad smile shone on Cindy's face. She threw her arms around Todd's neck and kissed him adoringly. "Oh, Todd, that would be wonderful! Could he really stay with us? I love my little brother so much!"
Then Cindy's hand strayed into his lap, groping for his cock. Todd sighed as she pulled his prick out of his pants and hornily started to beat it off. Only his wife could be so eager to fuck three hours after she'd been raped.