News travels very fast in a small town and before the afternoon was out, Jules Frank received the shattering news that his latest girlfriend had allowed four boys to fuck her, that was enough for him. He had at first taken Jeannette Delaney out on a dare from the Principal and the football coach but after the first date he had found that he had liked her a lot and nothing would induce him, from thereafter to discuss his private life with her.
Jules had lived in Boulder for a long time and he knew that when a new woman came to town she was fair game for the large number of bachelors that lived there. They all belonged to a club of sorts, called the "pussy swingers". Most girls, when they found out about the club went along with the rules, everyone got a little of everyone that way but Jules had been determined to keep Jeannette to himself.
Now, his heart hurt that she had even allowed the boys to fuck her, not even caring to find out the details from Jeannette herself, he decided that she was after all a whore, just like all the other women he'd known in his life, it was time to consult with his friend the Principal.
"She's fair game now, she's fair game I tell you," Tom Packer groaned, when he heard that some boys from the school had actually succeeded in getting into the new school teacher's pants. "Thought you could keep her for yourself didn't you Frank."
"I bet you she won't yield to you," Jules groaned.
"How much," Tom Packer grinned lewdly, knowing full well that he had the best track record in town.
"I bet you a weekend's skiing."
"Okay, you're on, look you cancel your date with her for tonight, then I'll call her and invite her over here for dinner. She surely won't suspect anything, after all I am the Principal of the school. I'll call you and Riley if I get to fuck her and maybe even get a piece of the action for yourselves," smiled Tom Packer, jubilant that he was at last going to get a crack at the beautiful young teacher.
Jules Frank hung up the telephone and immediately called Jeannette. She sounded tired and strained and he wasn't surprised, knowing what she had been up to earlier on in the day. She didn't even seem to mind when he cancelled their date. Everything seemed set, now it was up to the Principal. He was sad, sad and suddenly he felt rather old!
Jeannette Delaney sipped her drink quietly, she had been rather relieved when the Principal had called and invited her for dinner, telling her he was a gourmet cook and also that he was looking forward to spending a little free time with her. At this point in the game, Jeannette didn't care, the thought crossed her mind that the Principal would come on to her, but nothing seemed real to Jeannette anymore, nothing at all.
Dinner passed equally as quietly and in no time at all Jeannette was back by the fireside, sipping a liquor and talking softly to the Principal.
Tom Packer was thrilled, he was being very laid-back and charming but he had other plans in mind, hopefully it wouldn't be too long before he could put them into operation. Jeannette had had a fair amount to drink, a couple of cocktails before dinner, a whole bottle of wine with dinner and now she was on her second liquor, surely enough alcohol to knock any woman on her ass. Tom had done this a few times and it always succeeded!
The Principal moved over on the couch next to the sexy young teacher and lightly laid his hand on her thigh, he heard her draw in her breath sharply and wondered what she was going to do, he waited a while, but she did nothing.
Then he slipped his hand underneath her dress and edged up closer to her pulsating pussy mound, she was only wearing panties, a garter belt and nylons, so he could easily get his fingers underneath the crotchband of her panties, to probe searchingly for her tiny clitoris. The warmth of her faintly trembling loins was transmitted to his hand, as he found the little erectile bud and stroked it, gently. Jeannette murmured huskily, deep in her throat, "Oh that feels good… but… not… right… not supposed to…"
She extracted herself from his arms and drunkenly fell back against the couch, her legs spread wide apart. Moments later she became aware that Tom had pulled her dress and brassiere off and laid her down flat. Her hips were raised by a throw pillow and her long legs were splayed out when the Principal fell into position between them. He knelt at the end of the sofa, her marvelously warm legs draping prettily over his shoulders. Jeannette smiled drunkenly up at him from her slanted position.
Suddenly, without warning, she wanted to be fucked, and she reached out to the waistband of her panty-hose to remove them. He put out a warning hand, saying, "No leave them on for now. I want to unwrap you a little at a time."
"W-what," she said, a little puzzled.
"I want to lick your cunt through your panty-hose!"
Trembling with excitement now, the Principal dipped his head to Jeannette's widespread thighs. The thin nylon covering clearly outlined the warmly perfumed cuntal lips that nestled there. His wetly quivering tongue came out to touch her and the moistness of his tongue instantly absorbed into the thin material. Then, more boldly, he buried his tongue into it and began to lick hungrily over the nylon enshrouded spot that housed her little clitoris.
Even through her panty-hose, he felt it throb against his tongue. It was slowly rising, and through the dampness of the material, he could feel it hardening as though no barrier existed. Out of curiosity, he pulled back to look, and there under the cloth, he could see the exact outline of the little hooded phallus. He returned to his hungry licking, moving his tongue through the full length of her rapidly dampening slit, starting at the anus and pressuring upward to her now wildly throbbing clitoral bud.
Her vagina began to move in tiny desperate circles up against his mouth, and she began to gasp, her breath coming in short, chest-heaving spurts. A low mewling of pleasure bubbled constantly from her laxly open mouth. Then, she reached out to his head, tangling her fingers in his hair to help guide his tongue on her.
"Oh! Oh. Ohhh. OOOOOoooohhhh! That's it! Oh, my God! That's wonderful!" she breathed.
The material of her panty-hose was moist clear through now. Tom could feel the stickiness of his own hot saliva on the nylon making her loins slippery and moist. The effect was not lost on him. His cock had become painfully erect, its thick length spearing out against his trousers and shorts. He jerked his clothes off feverishly, then nakedly returned to his position.
Suddenly, her legs tightened around his head, trapping him there, momentarily, as she moaned aloud. "Oh… I can't wait – any longer!"
He raised his head from her wantonly writhing pelvis as she relaxed her thighs, lewdly splaying them to either side. He looked up her voluptuous young body past the dimpling little navel, through the "vee" of her firmly fleshed breasts to see her deep sparkling green eyes glazed with passion, her mouth working, her whole face a contorted mask of sexual ecstasy.
"Are you ready… for me to fuck you…?" he asked.
"Yes… no… take off my panty-hose, now, quick! Take 'em off!"
He stood to his feet, grabbed the waistband of the panty-hose and peeled them from her, reveling in the white, perfectly sculpted taper of her thighs and the softly rounded curves of her calves.
Carelessly, he tossed the hose aside and knelt swiftly between her nakedly spread legs once more. Her hair-ringed little cuntal mouth glistened wetly from the moistness of his saliva, and he could see the small, pink, inner petals peeping out between the thicker folds of the outer, fleshy lips showing the puffiness and slight discoloration of intense sexual arousal. "Oh, God!" he groaned.
She whispered dazed, "Do you like…?"
"I love it," he groaned as he buried his mouth in the succulently pulsating flesh of her femaleness, his tongue lashing out into the hot opening to taste her then, with frantic energy he used his long, agile tongue to bore deeply into her moistly heated pussy flesh. He sucked and nibbled, savoring the rare flavor of cunt. Christ! He had heard of things like this, but they were in books or they happened to other people… never to Tom Packer.
Dropping his head again to her impatiently waiting vagina he plunged his tongue deep into her. He swirled his tongue wildly in it, then heard her lust-constricted voice instructing him, "suck me darling… suck me… eat me."
Tom's mouth ovaled, his lips protruding slightly as he plastered his mouth to the pinkly glistening opening and began to suck, drawing in his breath in huge gulps as the heady aroma of her femaleness assaulted his senses. He felt the erotic shock of his licking in her body; she trembled and quivered, uncontrollably, and her mewls of pleasure were changed to full throated moans of sensually heated pleasure. God! This was wild… WILD! He was ecstatic! Rock-hard!
Then he became aware of her hands. The beautiful teacher's slim fingers had moved down on either side of his working mouth, and he felt her pull the fleshy, outer lips of her pussy apart, widening the moist gap fully to his hotly sucking lips. She was speaking again, of voluptuous rapture, coaching him, encouragingly.
"Put your lips… inside my vagina… as far as they'll go… and suck hard! Oh, suck hard… darling!"
He did! Tom puckered his lips and moved them in hard into the soft, satiny flesh of her dripping cuntal opening, attempting to thrust them in as far as they would go and began to suck with renewed effort, while wanton moans and squeals came incessantly from deep in her throat.
"Oh God! Aaaaaaaah! That's it darling! Eat me. Suck me! Suck me! Suck hard, darling! Ooooooooooohhhhh!"
"I want to fuck you baby," groaned Tom, "but I want to suck you first."
Jeannette laughed wildly now reaching out to stroke his heatedly throbbing shaft, "let's fuck on the floor," she groaned.
The Principal lay down now and the teacher positioned herself so that she was kneeling over him, upside down, her hot young loins above his face, her head directly over his aching, massively throbbing cock. He looked up into her wide-open pussy and clamping his mouth hard, he began nibbling so that his lips were thrust deep up into her. He sucked hard! Jesus!
The exquisite shock of her warmly wet lips as they slipped over the sensitive head of his cock caused him to flex his buttocks, to shove his hugely distended cock up toward her. He looked down the length of his body through the arch of her ripe young breasts hanging down to his stomach. The erect little nipples speared into his flesh, tantalizingly, as he saw his painfully aching penis disappearing into her mouth. The warm, moist cavern enfolded his cock… caressed him, but she did not suck on it. She only held it sheathed in her softly ovaled lips… saving him for later, when he would ram that hardened flesh to the hilt deep up in her tight little cunt… Christ!
With his mouth wetly plastered to her cuntal opening, he began to suck crazily, his cheeks hollowing with the pressure. Tom's lungs ached; his jaw felt cramped, but still he worked, slaving away, conscious that her frantic young loins were moving faster now, in lewdly lascivious circles, centering on his sucking ups, as her mewling moans and gasps of pure erotic pleasure echoed loudly in the room. He worked harder, sucking, stabbing, fucking and he absently realized that she was cumming.
Jeannette kneeled up, allowing Tom's thick cock to slide from her mouth, her hands moving to her breasts to stroke and knead, her fingers squeezing hard at the spiky, sensitive nipples. Then, her hands smoothed down over her tautly rippling stomach to the triangle at the "vee" of her thighs, to meet and hold the sensations there, clasping them to her, as the surf of her orgasm washed over her in wave after curling wave of ecstatic sexual release.
"Aaaaaaagggggghhhhhhhhh! Oh, God! That's it! I'm cumminggggggggggg!"
Then, she collapsed, falling limply forward on top of him, her head between his legs, his cock nestled throbbingly in the cleft between her full rounded breasts. As her orgasm subsided, she sighed, "Oh, oh, oh… ohhhhhh… good… good!"
Tom didn't waste a second. Deftly, he turned the young teacher onto her back, reversed himself, and knelt between her relaxed, wide-open thighs. She was still in the final throes of her orgasm, but he knew that with very little stimulation she would be able to cum again and again.
Jeannette sensed his intention, as he moved into position over her. Her sex and alcohol-glazed eyes opened slowly, and tried to focus on him. She smiled. "Oh, yes, lover… Oh, yesssss, darling. Now!!! Fuck me, lover!!! Fuck me hard!!!"
He reached down to make the coupling, guiding the lust-inflated head of his cock to the flowered open hole of her cunt. There was no need for foreplay or further stimulation. She was ready. He was ready. All there was for them was sensate flesh… hard cock and receptive cunt.
The panting principal could feel the moistly heated opening of her vagina throbbing with urgent need as his fingers guided his long hard penis straight into her pussy opening. The silken hair, wet from his sucking mouth, parted under the pressure from the bulbous head of his hardened flesh. Then, with one long, smooth stroke, he plunged his hips forward to ram his steel-hard lange of flesh deep, deep up into her belly, all the way to the cervix, fucking past it to lodge against the far back wall of her womb. She was so ready, so receptive… so fully lubricated that there was no resistance. His cock slid into her like a saber into a well-oiled scabbard, the smooth, moist walls of her cunt slipping warmly around his impatient flesh like a sheath.
"Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhh!" she moaned, crooning in renewed ecstasy as he began to fuck into her with slow, deep strokes, and her whole insides flowered open to receive him, their fiery warmth transmitted to him through the moistly clasping walls of her cuntal passage. She began to murmur, almost incoherently, as her voluptuous young body began to move with his, countering… fucking back, her loins moving against him, her little strength apparent in the wildly gyrating pelvis that matched his every stroke.
"Ooooooooooooohhhhh, God, darling! OOOOOOooooohhhhh! That feels… so good! Oh God! Fuck harder! Fuck me harder! Oh, yes… hard! Like that! Deep and hard! Ram your cock in me! All the way in! I want your cock deep in my cunt! Fuck my cunt! Oh God! Fuck my cunt! Harder! Harder!" she chanted. It was a litany of wild, untamed lewdness! The lovely teacher was beautifully, crazily, drunk… and shamelessly aroused to the point of near insanity.
She whimpered in agonized anguish, her arms wrapped tightly about his neck, pulling him close to her. His lean, muscular body came down against her, crushing the mounding soft whiteness of her breasts between them.
Then, he felt her hands as they tightly dug into his buttocks. Using the strength of her arms to pull him deep into her, while her loins wantonly ground up against his massive cock in urgent need. Tom heard her moaning gasps come faster and shorter.
Under him, she groaned aloud, and her body convulsed, uncontrollably, as she suddenly came to another orgasm. She was loud and shrill. "Fuck me, haaaarrrrddddddd lover! I'm cumming… again! Aaaaaaaaagggghhhh! Ooooooooooh! Oooooooohhhhh!"
Tom kept plunging his long, hard cock deep into her wildly throbbing cunt as her orgasm continued, and she gasped for breath, wanting it to go on and on… forever!
"Don't stop… Oh darling… don't stop fucking me! Keep fucking – hard!" she whimpered, caught up in a sexual delirium that left her hopelessly mewling in ecstasy.
Jeannette's sensual young body jerked and nakedly writhed under him, and she moaned ceaselessly, her face contorted into a mask of erotic passion. Her mouth moved with spasmodic little tremblings, as her nostrils flared and eyes closed. Breath was harsh and dry in her throat as untamed, feral, animal-like desire seized and held her in its grip, her whole being caught up in the writhing coils of wild desire.
"Ooooooohhhhhh, God! Darling… do it to me! I've got to cum… again! Hurt me a little! Shove your finger… in my ass!" she cried up into the room, her voice unnatural, hoarse with passion.
The Principal was shocked momentarily by her words, her bizarre, yes, even lewd request, but he knew, almost instinctively that it was right. Some women liked this stimulation.
Without hesitation, he slid his hands under her wildly pumping buttocks, feeling them strong, yet pliant in the palms of his hands as he cupped them up to him tightly, raising them off the floor to obtain greater access to her open, demanding loins. Then, reaching under, he probed up between her buttocks, still continuing his pile-driving pummeling into the hot, liquid depths of her young cunt, to search for the secret, tightly puckered little hole that was hidden there. Tom stretched wide the crevice of her buttocks, searching with the tip of his middle finger for her anus, until he found it and circled it tantalizingly. He felt the uncontrollable tremors in her body… tremblings of eager anticipation.
"Shove it in! Shove your finger right up my asshole!" she screamed, her eyes rolling drunkenly in her head.
Warm, viscous droplets of moisture dribbled down from the widespread cleft of her soft, hair-lined pussy where his throbbing blood-engorged shaft was pistoning sleekly in and out of her. It moistened the tiny, puckered opening, supplying enough lubricant for his searching finger. Then, uncertainly, he pushed hard, feeling the elastic little orifice reluctantly stretching until, suddenly, the tiny tight anal ring opened up under pressure and the tip of his finger popped smoothly into the softly warm sponginess of her rectum. His finger slid into the hot, rubbery passage all the way up to the first knuckle. Jeannette's body jerked forward beneath him and she gasped with the shock of first pain.
"Oooooooh, God! That hurts good… lover!"
Tom thrust again, shoving it up to the second joint of his middle finger. She jerked her legs apart to wave, frantically in the air above them, her toes curling into the soles of her feet, while below, she squirmed her softly fleshed buttocks back and away from the sudden searing pain in her anus.
Grinding down into her with all the strength of his hips, back and thighs, Tom could feel the smooth, coral flesh of her cunt, clasping and unclasping like a fish-mouth around his thick cock. He fucked into her with all he had, straining to ram the last inch of plundering penis up into her wide-stretched cleft, raising a new wail of ecstatic pleasure from her as he maintained the same pounding rhythm with his finger that was sunk so deep up into her anal passage.
"Oh! Oh, oh. AAAAaaaaaaauuuuuggggghhhhh! God! Oh, God!" she grunted as he bored into her, fucking her in perfect cadence, between cock and finger, feeling the bloated sensitive head of his own throbbing penis as it slid past the finger lodged in her backside, only a thin wall of membrane separating them. Christ! It was beautiful.
Jeannette was lost in a morass of sexual sensations from the dual ravishment of her loins, a masochistic pleasure filling her from cock-stuffed cunt to the top of her brown head. Her hands worked on his buttocks, pulling him into her. Then they moved up his back, the nails digging deep into his naked flesh. Frantically, she urged him on, the fingernails like the rowel of a spur, a goad to even more rigorous fucking into her unsatisfied cunt. Gratefully she felt him begin to mercilessly pound into her wide-open and defenseless vagina.
Wet smacking noises resounded in the room with the twin jackhammer strokes Tom drove into her – cock in cunt and finger wedged in tightly clasping anus. Her body was saturated, slippery with the sex sweat that the ever-rising erotic rapture brought out on her flesh. The teacher's body gyrated wildly, her fevered little pussy moving in perfect counterpoint to his driving sensuous rhythm, and her head was insanely flung, repeatedly, from side to side. Jeannette twisted and turned, every part of her nakedly voluptuous body expressing the ecstasy she experienced as she jerked her widespread legs up to where her thighs were mashed in hard against her throbbing breasts.
"Tom… lover! Darling… deeper… and harder! Fuck me harder! Fuck me! Make me cum… hard! Faster! Harder… and deep! Deeeeep! Aaaaaaugh! Nowwwwww! Fuck me! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she begged, pleading with him to end the agony for her, her climax obviously nearing for her. Tom knew that he would bring her to the pinnacle, and he breathed a sigh of relief knowing that he had given her something she really desired!
Suddenly Jeannette convulsed beneath him, "Oh God!" she cried out, "God! I'm going to cum… now! Now! NOW! I'm cummmmnimmmmmmmmminnnng! Oh God! Ummmmmm. Cummmmmmmminnnnnnnngggggggg! OOOOooooh!"
Tom Packer kept driving into her. His own climax just moments away, seared the tube of his penis, demanding its release. Although he had thought he had been drained dry, he could feel still more urgency of release.
Now, Jeannette's orgasm started a slow, aching pressure deep in his balls, and he knew that there was a load of his sperm there waiting to be spewed out through the nozzle of his thundering cock.
"Oh Christ! Oh, shit! I'm cumming! AAAAAgggh!" he grunted, suddenly increasing the tempo and the brutality of his strokes, his pelvis smashing into hers with a harsh slap of flesh on flesh, the ragged, pink flanges of her cunt punished, viciously, as he stabbed his rock-hard ever-expanding cock deep up into the furthest recesses of the naked young teacher's whitely quivering little belly.
Then he really felt it coming to him and throwing his arms around her knees, he shoved her wearily trembling thighs over her shoulders, as far as they would go, pressuring them back, inhumanly, cruelly, as he ground down into her defenselessly yielding cunt. Wild groans of passion streamed from her, as she still went on and on in her own soaring, extended climax.
Jeannette whimpered wildly with delight, she was in the throes of an ecstasy that was beyond any that she had experienced so far. She writhed and bucked now as she felt the Principal's semen shooting hotly into her clasping cunt, she didn't want to lose any of it, it was hers and she wanted it all!
Gone from her mind now were all thoughts of Jules or the wretched boys who had used her so cruelly only that afternoon, her only reality was the wildly jerking cock plunging in and out of her pussy, the hot snaking tongue in her mouth and the feeling of power that was sweeping over her entire body. She was free now, free from all the restrictions that had bound her for so many years, making her a miserable wife to Dennis and a killjoy to herself, never again would she deny herself this ecstasy, this pleasure of pleasure, this union of man and woman as old as time itself!