The sun was streaming through the latticed windows of the small cottage the Principal owned on the outskirts of town. Jeannette Delaney groaned and turned over in the bed, feeling the warmth of her lids, not quite wanting to wake up, in fact not wanting to wake up at all. What was it that she didn't want to wake up to, she half wondered as she slowly drifted to consciousness. It was at that moment that the beautiful young teacher opened her eyes and sat up in bed, a look of stark terror crossing her face as she realized she was still in the Principal's house and the memory of her behavior during the previous evening flooded fully in her mind.
She shook her head as if trying to escape that which she knew to be true as the horrors began to pile into her brain. She remembered feeling very drunk, not caring about Jules anymore or the boys who had fucked her so brutally, then she remembered the Principal's fingers on her hungry, yearning vagina and after that everything seemed to be a blur, except that she remembered that she had been fucked and fucked royally by her superior.
She looked around the room, wildly, trying to think of how she could get out of the house without seeing the Principal, without seeing anyone. It was at that moment that loud voices came to her ears and they seemed to be headed in her direction.
"I tell you she's a whore and wanton slut, she let me do anything I wanted to her," she heard the Principal say in a loud boasting voice.
"I don't believe it," she then heard Jules Frank scream out and she realized with a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that her world was crumbling rapidly.
"What I want to know is, is she going to give me a little of this tasty cunt of hers," she then heard the football coach Andy Riley sneer.
Jeannette cringed in the bed, where could she go to hide – there was no-where. Suddenly the door was flung open and the next thing she heard was Jules Frank screaming at the top of his lungs, "Bitch! Bitch! Whoring bitch!"
"Alright baby, it's going to be all three of us," sneered Tom Packer, moving over to the bed and ripping sheets away from her protesting body in one swift movement.
Suddenly Jeannette felt a penis banging against her mouth and leaning forward, knowing the futility of protest, she took it into her mouth, ovalling her lips, swirling her tongue around its smooth rubbery head, a tear trickling forlornly down her cheek as she looked up to see that it was Jules' cock she had in her mouth.
The Principal meanwhile, grasped her nipple in his fingers, rolling the coral hue to instant hardness, then his mouth followed his hand until he had the entire hardened nipple in his sucking mouth and sucked and licked at it; then finally, chewing gently, eliciting a rising moan of passion from the helpless young teacher's lips.
Jeannette sucked on Jules' massive prick, bringing him to rock-hard erection, his sensitive organ responding to her and growing larger and harder every moment. She could feel it throbbing and growing in her mouth as she began to bob her head, taking all of his hard hot flesh into the moist cavern of her mouth and down the back of her throat. Jules watched, fascinated, as he saw her do it again. Then, he saw that the tiny wet ridges of flesh from the inside of her lips were being pulled in again as her head moved to absorb his cock to the fullest.
Andy Riley watched for several moments, his eyes devouring the brown haired voluptuousness of her, his eyes sweeping over the curving thighs and buttocks, the proud, high rounded smoothness of her jutting breasts, the clear complexion and the mysterious green eyes. Yes, he decided, this bitch was one of the sexiest fucking chicks he had ever seen. He felt the impact of his passion beginning to build in his loins, gunning his erection even higher. God! He was getting hot! He had thought he would never get that hot just watching! Christ! He had to get into her, too!
When Jeannette had reluctantly begun to suck on Jules' cock, she had offered a little prayer of hope that at least they hadn't decided to beat her.
Tom, lying beside her, was fondling and kissing her breasts. Jeannette could feel the hot breath near her skin, followed by the wet greedy mouth and lips on the tender nipples that popped so eagerly into tight hard little berries of growing desire.
"You guys don't know what you're missing… look what I've found!" Andy laughed. Jeannette felt the bed shake with his weight as he settled between her legs where she couldn't see him. Jules' cock was still fucking into her mouth with slow, deep strokes. Suddenly she arched and choked around the great cock, her whole body trembling violently as Andy's wetly quivering young tongue sliced through her pussy lips from clitoris to asshole. It was as though he'd prodded her with a cattle prod! Oh God!
"God! What a beautiful, delectable pussy," Andy said in obvious awe as he stared down at her.
"Please," she pleaded, removing her mouth briefly. "Not this way… I don't want to… please?"
"Come on," Jules snarled, "you're acting like a shit-scared, Goddamned high school kid. You like it, baby, remember?"
A second later, Jeannette thought she was becoming sick for the room seemed to be going around. It wasn't though; it was the insides of her head that were. She heard Tom Packer cackle and, as she watched, Jeannette saw his shoulder dip as he pushed the greedily licking football coach away from the pussy. He bent over her and then she felt his tongue tickling her wetly quivering vagina lips. She jerked and begged, "No, no!" but the long tongue trailed on down her cuntal lips, and then stroked the outer part of her thigh.
"Now me," Andy said, grinning lewdly, and bent down. Jeannette jumped again as his tongue caressed her sopping narrow slit and inner thighs. The touch of the different tongues was lewdly electrifying.
"My turn," Tom Packer said gruffly, and bending over her he allowed his tongue to just barely flick at her clitoris. A jolt of pleasure shot through her. "Aaaaaaaah," she squirmed, "don't…"
Andy's cruelly grinning face swirled out of sight only to be replaced by Tom's, who stared affectionately down at her. "I never had this much fun bobbing for apples before!" He smiled, and his head dipped to trace a heatedly erotic path from her cuntal lips down to her tiny quivering anus. "Ugggggggh! Please…" she begged, "Let me up… Not this way."
The tongue touches started coming faster and lasting longer as the student and the Principal began speeding the tempo of their bobbing heads.
Jeannette pleaded with them, a pleading that became more and more urgent as the tongues started bringing an unwanted life to her vagina. It was torment. It felt horrible… horrible! No… No! Beautiful! Jeannette fought against the sensations to no avail; she wanted to respond to the delightful titillation they were receiving. The low moans of distress began changing, almost imperceptibly, to tiny mewls of unwanted pleasure and excitement.
Jeannette felt an almost overpowering sense of shame as she realized what was happening to her. Those tongues, that delicious tickling, were fanning the banked fires deep within her womb. She knew she was losing the battle for control of her body – knew it with a certainty when, without volition, her pelvis raised eagerly and sought out the continuing, delightful touch of one tongue. Her breath was coming faster, and she began whipping her body around – not in an effort to escape but to keep the sensation constant.
She barely heard Jules' short snort of contemptuous laughter and his voice, hoarse with a desire of his own, as he twisted his head to look. "Jesus… look at the machinery going to work… I'll bet she's got a Rolls marine engine working that cunt."
Jeannette's head bounced from side to side, and her eyes were beginning to glaze in passion. The tongue tickling was driving her insane. She had to make them stop! She screamed and her body thrashed against Jules' confining body that knelt over with his heatedly throbbing cock smearing droplets of viscous liquid over her throat and breasts as he rubbed his penis against her naked upper torso and face. The wildly sensual flicking and caressing from the tongues didn't stop. If anything, it grew in intensity and tempo! One of them, she didn't know which one, was concentrating on her tiny defensively clenching rectal mouth. Another on her clitoris, vagina and inner thighs. All parts of her genitals eagerly looked forward to their own lick, and each of them lunged wantonly upward when its time for caressing came. The lascivious stroking against her moist slit had caused a flood of lubricant to pour out; it ran like a tiny river down to her madly puckering anus.
She was going out of her mind. Her body had cast off all her mental and emotional restraints! Now it bucked and gamboled as though it had never had an inhibition in its life!
It was her voice, she recognized it – even though it was a guttural croak – that cried out, "Oh… no… Please stop it. Please! I… I can't stand it… Pluuuuuuu-eeeze."
One of them – was it Jules? Yes… Jules used his penis to tantalizingly play with the soft tender area under her arms. Then he used his rigid velvet-headed cock on her breasts. And, in spite of her raging torment, she felt a disappointment that the tongue at her anus had gone on to another part of her body. She could feel it slathering one hipbone.
That one teasing tongue working at her clitoris stayed, however, and made its appointed rounds. It circled the engorged little column of flesh; it created its own electricity. Jeannette could hear Jules' cruel laughter as she pumped her tormented body eagerly up against that torturing tongue. She was beginning to weep again from shame, from degradation… and from the knowledge that she no longer was master of her own body or mind. Against her will, her breasts had peaked to a mottled hardness as Jules' pulsating cock drew imaginary halos around the areolae. And then, as if by some signal, the two heatedly quivering tongues went to work at the same time on her cunt. She heard their exclamations as her body writhed; she heard their laughter as her pelvis strained up toward the ceiling in desperate effort to prolong the contact. She was close to cumming. The insane torment and teasing had caused her to reach a trembling plateau of pleasure. She held her breath… Yes… she was almost there. She reached for it… and reached. Then, with an absolute feeling of disbelief, she realized they were no longer using their tongues!
Her voice in a shrill scream of agony, cried out, "You can't stop now!" She sobbed and pleaded, "Please don't stop!"
Andy and Tom both laughed like hyenas; Jules looked amused. None seemed to feel any empathy toward her.
She turned, pleading, "Jules…" and could go on no further for her body was quivering, and she was sobbing so loudly that it was impossible to speak any longer.
Tom Packer said loudly, "My God, look at her! I've never seen a cunt so hot for it before! I'm going to fuck it right now!"
Through a haze of lust and frustration, Jeannette heard Jules' impatient snarl. "Oh no you don't! Not until I give the word."
Oh God! How low could she sink? Here she was spread-eagled and crying to be fucked, while men fought over her like dogs around a bitch in heat. This had to be the bottom of the pit of depravity, for she knew – instinctively that the true reason she wanted the fighting and snarling to end was so that the fucking could begin!
Somewhere over to the right, Andy's voice came, "I'm going to eat it again." This was echoed by Tom, "I'd like a little eating pussy too."
Jeannette felt the bed creak. The room revolved in her mind, her eyes closed. Her body hook with unsuppressed shudders, and her breath came in rasping uneven whistles from her lust-constricted throat.
Andy groaned, sucking in his breath at the beautiful sight which was a feast for his eyes.
The lewd itching of his cock and balls had reached the unbearable stage, and the pounding build-up of semen was making his whole body ache. Yet he felt mesmerized as he gazed at the moistly shadowed cunt with its sleek combination of softly curling pubic hair and this, almost fluorescent pink slit running the length of her cuntal furrow. He leaned over her and pressed his thumbs on either side of her cunt, the delicious odor of her bittersweet vagina assailing his young nostrils. Tiny drops of seminal fluid trickled from his painfully throbbing organ, slipping down the gaping head and stickily wetting his matted pubic hair.
The football coach slowly lowered his head until he was inches from her twitching pussy. He felt her warm inner thighs as they pulsed and quivered expectantly, and he heard her breath stop as it caught in her throat. Then he leaned still closer and opened the fleshy lips around her erected clitoris, touching the bud with the tip of his tongue. Jeannette shook convulsively.
All the wantonly aroused teacher knew was that someone was between her legs. She opened her eyes, but they could not focus properly at first. That "someone" was kneeling, and even as she watched, she saw the head drop, and a wetly quivering tongue begin to probe the love-starved and impatient lips of her vagina.
Her body responded automatically, convulsively jerking, and a loud moan spewed from her lips as she sought to avoid more of this perverted wickedness in public. "Aaaaaaaaagggggghh God! You mustn't…" But even as her lying words bubbled to her lips, her body was already betraying her. That tongue unmercifully scoured her defenseless little cunt. She wailed like a banshee as his moistly voracious mouth clamped like a wet suction cup on her vaginal lips, and the tongue flickered like heat lightning in and out of her pussy.
Straining, then she stared around her. She saw Jules and Tom. Then it must be Andy, she thought, "Andy…" and it was a cry of ecstasy as she felt her body begin to reverberate. Suddenly she fell back and gave herself completely to his perverted licking. The football coach licked on and on, moving from clitoris to vagina and anus. He was bringing her release, she could feel it coming and her body cried out for fulfillment. She raised her desire-heavy pelvis up to his face and she groaned and bubbled with each deliciously heated swipe of his tongue.
Her body had climbed from the plateau to the moment of truth. She was close to cumming now that she could feel nerve endings vibrating like strings of a harp. This was it, she thought. She reached toward those golden apples of the sun and then… Realizing Andy had sadistically stopped, she screamed.
"Please… oh, God!" and deep shuddering sobs wracked her body.
She heard the voice, as though it were coming from a million miles off, "don't worry, sweetheart. Here's old long-tongued Tom," and then, miraculously, she felt a new and different tongue down there; it moved in and out as surely and as strongly as a small penis. Above her impending orgasm, she could feel only love for this man who was doing this for her.
Jeannette cried and clutched him tighter, her groans driving his mouth to faster and more frantic actions. She was completely lost in enrapturement, every muscle of her thighs strained toward his maddening inquiry between her legs. He plunged his tongue deeper, only to withdraw it slightly and rim the ragged edges, taunting it mercilessly.
"Oh! Ohhhhh! Agggggggh!" she panted, splaying her legs out wide to allow Tom more access. The Principal could feel her heatedly sopping flesh curl around his long extended tongue as the walls of her lust-ravaged pussy opened and closed in lewd sucking motion, attempting to milk his tongue, pulling it deeper within her insatiable hole. It was as if he were being swallowed by a hair-lined whirlpool, devoured completely. Her legs snaked back to close over his head and shoulders, trapping his face against her soft, squirming pussy. His nose was pressed against her quiveringly erect clitoris, forcing him to inhale the pungent aromas of her lusty, gluttonous cunt. The tang made him wild with desire! If he didn't fuck her soon, he was going to burst!
Tom involuntarily began to thrust against the bedspread, flexing his long tortured penis against the pliant mattress. Every thought was lost. Nothing mattered except the pulsating inflamed young pussy of the young aroused teacher which was wrapped around his hungry, searching mouth.
"Jesus! Jesus Christ!" Andy marveled.
"I'm… I'm…" she panted, and then screamed, "I'm cummmmmmmminnnnggggg… I'm cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmminnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggg." She writhed and twisted with inarticulate sounds of passion pouring out of her mouth. Her face was twisted in a grotesque parody of lust, and her body bucked against the bed in deep feral abandonment.
Jeannette was only vaguely aware of someone else's mouth on her left breast, another mouth on her lips. She gratefully parted her lips to welcome the passionately probing tongue… and could feel, over and above her own continuing orgasm, a new and different excitement building in her. She immediately raised her knees and played her legs even wider in a lewd invitation for anyone to do what they liked down there between her thighs. Her hands were free, and she put them around the neck of the person kissing her.
Now there were gentle ministrations going on about her cunt. Someone was stroking her gently down there and a second later, a large middle finger was tentatively inserted in her vagina, then a second… and a third, "Ohhhhhhhh!" she moaned as the fingers began sawing in and out.
Jeannette felt a complete impotency to fight any further indignity to her body and emotions, simply lay back and let them do what they wished. A warm comfortable glow was spreading through her body.
Two mouths still sucked voraciously at her breasts, and she could feel her nipples coming back to life. The fire spread from her firmly fleshed mounds down to her naval and then to her hotly twitching young cunt, where three fingers moved in and out in a delicious harmony of pure sensation. Her flames were rapidly fanned by the rising winds of her own wanton desire. She wanted to cum again, she needed to cum again. She wanted to be fucked!
Jeannette plunged both hands out to find the stiff throbbing penises of the two men sucking on her breasts. Without further hesitation she took a heatedly pulsating shaft in each clenched fist of her hands, and the fluttering sensations in her full young breasts moved to her loins, setting them afire.
Jeannette felt wildly free at last! Now, as she dared to do what she so long had resisted, she realized what had been the root of her sexual problem all along. By repressing her desires for her husband Dennis, by hiding the carnal love of his body from even herself, she had shut off all interest in physical respite. The frustration and resentment had built and festered like an angry boil, ruining any relationship which might have grown between Dennis and her, her and any other man. But the exhilarating freedom she felt now as she fondled two wonderfully virile cocks showed her the stupidity of her past life. Most every God-fearing, Bible-spouting person in the world would loathe her, condemn her for what she was doing – but were they right? Was not she a better, more complete woman now than before when she rejected the love and needs of a man? Oh yes – oh yes!
Jeannette sighed, the tactile sense of her hands rubbing the vitally warm cocks making her more excited than she had ever been before! The animal heat of the two penises spread like wildfire through her, caused her nakedly quivering thighs and abdomen to leap in wild excitement. Hands pressed and caressed the soft flesh of her nakedness, driving the young teacher into an unthinking, shuddering mass of sensations as she pressed her pussy tightly upward to the lewd finger.
"Jeannette!" The voice was coarse, rough, demanding. Everything else was gently, peaceful, loving. She ignored the voice. "Jeannette." The fingers in her open cunt cruelly jabbed down there, and a fingernail painfully scraped her vaginal walls. She cried out and opened her eyes.
Jules smiled when he saw he had her attention finally. She saw him kneeling between her legs, his face twisted in a brutal animal-like lust. Her eyes fell down to his chest to his hard belly and to the wildly throbbing penis standing out like a hammer handle from the bristly blonde patch of pubic hair. He smiled as he stroked the pulsing shaft which seemed monstrous in size. Jeannette continued to stare at it; and felt the return of shame again. She looked down at Tom and Andy's hungry mouths locked on her breasts. The awful realization of what was being done to her filled her mind with a new humiliation and despair. Opening her eyes was a mistake.
"I'm going to fuck you 'til your eyes pop right out of that lovely little head of yours," Jules said. "You won't be able to walk for a week after."
"No… I-I… don't want…" she began.
Jules simply said, "Shut up. Put it in for me." He took her little hand and placed it on his cock.
Jeannette pulled back as though she had touched a poisonous snake. It did her no good, for seconds later Jules had her hand captive again. "Put it in, I said," he growled.
"Oh God…" she began, and in abject surrender, tightened her hand around the long rigid shaft of warmly throbbing flesh.
"Go on," he said, a little more gently this time, and lowered his hips to her widespread legs. "Stick it in. You know where it goes."
She gasped and guided the blinded giant of his hugely beating cock to the open cave of her cunt. She fumbled for a moment, then felt the thick bulbous head touching her wetly sensitive cuntal lips. The touch of his hardened penis sent unwanted spasms of ecstasy through her abdomen. Jeannette felt him push, and then she was abruptly whining with pleasure as the wildly beating rod of flesh slid through the wide-open portals of her femaledom.
"Ohhhhhhhh," she panted, then lied. "Please don't I don't want you to…" As the big brutal shaft pressured into her, the young teacher attempted to grind her buttocks down into the mattress to escape the impaling pain. The movement only brought her clitoris into electrifying contact with the sinking staff. Jules continued his merciless impalement, and his cock slowly slid inch by inch into her piteously cringing pussy. He filled her completely, and she could feel every wrinkle, every variegation on his pulsating maledom through the tortured walls of her vagina.
Andy was gazing down at the full-length nudity of the brown-haired teacher. Damn! She's beautiful! I want her, I want her, he intoned silently to himself.
Roughly now, Jules grabbed Jeannette by the elbows and brought her almost to a sitting position, his cock still in her. His face came closer to hers, and he ground out, "You've got no choice baby! Let Tom get under you. I don't want to get rough with you…"
Whimpering in his grasp, she moaned, "I'll t-try…"
Tom moved in behind her, squirming and levering her shapely legs apart until he lay under her. He leered down the length of her, pure lust in his eyes now as he reached under and slowly parted the soft, white mounds of her buttocks with both hands. For a moment, she resisted him, tensing the muscles of her backside, but she knew she could not deny him. After all, all he wanted to do was kiss her there again! Slowly, she relaxed and his hands spread her firmly rounded ass-cheeks wide to give access to the brownish nether ring of her anus, tightly puckered and throbbing in its nest at the bottom of her clefted backside. Now, he motioned to Jules to help him. Jules held her thus wide-apart while the Principal wet his outstretched middle finger with saliva and began probing into the tender sponginess of her rectum until his finger jerked with his entry, the pain of it startling and surprising at first. Then, Tom thrust into her to the palm, moving his finger in her, worming around, stretching her in preparation for the entry of his thick, elongated cock. Jeannette groaned her submission of his finger sawing in and out of her rectum.
Jules grunted. "Christ! That's enough! She ought to be ready now!"
Tom pushed upward, pressing the whole of his long hard cock up to the shadowy crevice of her rectum, the bulbous head resting against the tiny, tightly pulsing hole. He reached down underneath them again and stretched the soft, white moons of her buttocks apart. Then, taking aim, he pressed his hips upward, directing his staff of hardened male flesh straight into the tightly clenched anus that defensively resisted his entrance. He thrust harder and, suddenly, the smoothly rounded blood-engorged head of his cock popped through the elastic little ring of flesh into the depths of her anal passage. Jeannette groaned aloud with the pain of his entrance, an entrance that had not been fully prepared. Her hips moved upward to escape the cruel impalement, but Tom was determinedly unrelenting; he shoved harder, his massively thick cock moving into her inch by inch until it was embedded deep up in her back channel. He stopped, resting there while her cruelly stretched rectum adjusted to him. It took only a few moments, then he realized that the interior muscles of her anus were milking at him, creating charged sensations of delicious sexual rapture! Damn! She's really something else!
"Christ Almighty! That's a tight little asshole!" Tom gasped, his teeth clenched. He repressed his urge to begin fucking into her as he glanced up to see the new teacher showing some impatience. Instead, he gripped her firmly rounded hips in his hands and pulled her so that her buttocks came back tight against him. Then, with deliberate slowness, he took several long, smooth strokes into her, expecting that she would moan with the pain of it. He was surprised when he felt her move, countering him, already fucking back and moaning with pleasure.
"Ooooooooooooooh! Oh, God! Aaaaaaaaagh!" she groaned. "Oh yesssss! Fuck my ass… Tom… Fuck it hard please Tom, fuck it… fuck it… hard."
Heeding his demand now, Tom locked his hands on Jeannette's hips to pull her thighs wider for Jules, making sure though that his long, throbbing cock was still embedded deep up in the spongy flesh of her tiny, hairless anus. She lay full length on her back, limply, against his chest and belly, her white tapering legs splayed widely out on the outside of his long, hairy limbs.
Jules was on her in an instant like a wild, starving animal. He wedged himself again between her widespread white columns, straddling Tom's knees and pushed her smoothly tapering thighs even further apart. He took his hard, painfully aching cock into her open vaginal portal, ramming it home to the hilt in her with one long, smooth stroke, his pubic bone crashing, resoundingly into her delicate wet mound. He howled as it slid deep up into her young belly alongside and almost joining with Tom's eagerly pulsating cock already buried far up into her rectum. The thin membrane that separated them seemed only to disappear, as he felt the other man's organ so plainly. Christ! That's a funny feeling… almost like his cock and mine were just lying right next to each other! The thought almost maddened him with desire and he knew he was going to fuck this young teacher until she was unable to walk.
Jeannette felt more filled with cock than she ever thought possible! The two hardened rods of male flesh simultaneously in her belly seemed to occupy every available space, and the sensations the marvelous, deliciously erotic sensations they generated – were driving her wild! It was she who initiated the slow backward and forward movements of her pelvis, salaciously screwing her rectum back onto the skewering instrument of the man under her, his cock sliding in and out of her tightly clasping anal passage with ease. Then shoving her hips up at Jules, on top of her, her cunt climbing up the hard shaft of flesh, the greedily sucking pussy devouring him hungrily. It took but a moment or two for all three of them to establish a mutual and natural rhythm, as Jeannette sandwiched helplessly between the two men began to be buffeted back and forth between them, her body pliant and bending to the will of their cock-rhythm. A constant low mewl of pleasure came from her lips as the two men surged into her, now, without mercy or thought of the pain they might cause her.
"Fuck me… hard! Hard!" she squealed, suddenly.
"Okay baby… you asked for it!" Jules panted. "We're going to fuck you half to death!"
True to his word, he began to grind into her with longer, harder strokes, ramming far up into her heatedly quivering pussy and fucking past her uterus to strike against the back wall of her cuntal passage. Jules lay still for a moment, then made his cock jerk deep inside her.
"Aaaaaaaaaggggggggh," she responded, feeling the forbidden rapture spreading like warm honey through her loins. Her strained passageway had rapidly become accustomed to the invading penises, and her low moans of protest had changed to small, involuntary whimpers of uncontrolled pleasure. Jules started rotating his hips and screwing his cock even deeper, and soon she felt the spongy head of it beating relentlessly against her sensitive cervix. He rocked above her, stroking in a long easy rhythm which she found almost unbearable in its erotic sensations.
Andy had let up on her breasts, and the football coach now knelt on top of the bed watching her face go from shadow to light as the clouds of passion boiled across her sky. She was panting now, her wet mouth wide open. Beads of perspiration had formed on her forehead and her neck tendons stood out like steel cables as the two men fucked her simultaneously.
She felt nothing… no shame, no remorse, no despair – nothing! – except those wonderfully vibrant cocks that were ramming into her like pile-drivers!
"AAAAgggggghhhhhhh," she screamed, and her face reflected pain and shame, and yet at the same time, some unfathomable thing – masochistic joy perhaps. The helpless teacher made a frantic, last twisting effort to pull her lewdly stretching rectum away from the cruel invading cudgel, but Tom held tightly to her from below. Both men brutally jabbed their long hard shafts as deep as they could in punishment for her protest. "AAAAgggghhhh!"
"Punish me, oh punish me," she mewled, not knowing why she wanted to be punished. A moment later she was whimpering, "fuck me… fuck me harder in the asshole and punish me." The shame and humiliation had left the young teacher now, leaving behind only uncontrollable spasms of delight that continued to build with each inward thrust of the two lustfully driving cocks.
Now, as Andy Riley gently took her head and turned it around toward him, she was to find that two cocks were really not enough for her. She wanted more! She stared gratefully toward the football coach as his powerfully throbbing penis was lowered salaciously toward her mouth. She parted her softly wet lips in a smile of child-like delight and wrapped her fist warmly around his masculinity, jerking it impatiently toward her and slowly began sucking on the impaling rod of deliciousness.
Only then – being fucked in all her bodily orifices by three men – did she feel the full humiliation, her debasement was complete… and, the never-before experienced sensations that coursed through her and excited her were not to be denied. She was almost unconscious from the lewd feeling of the three strong men who pummeled her; Tom below, Jules above and Andy's cock sawing in and out of her mouth!
Suddenly Jeannette heard Tom rasping and moaning like a man about to have a heart attack, and then abruptly spewing obscenities, he started ramming his hardened and expanding shaft of flesh in as far as it would reach into the tightly clenching depths of her rectum.
"Oh! Oooooohhhh! Ooooooooooooo!" Andy began to chant above her, kneeling up and reaching down with both hands to hold Jeannette's mouth firmly on his pistoning cock. "I'm going to cum! Oh Christ! Lick me, suck me! Aaaaaggggh!" He sagged down on top of Jeannette's face and the beautiful teacher had to use the strength of her arms to shove him off, then she choked and gagged as the white hot spurts of his cum began spewing into her wide-open mouth. The taste of his young seed triggered the vaporous beginning of her own orgasm. Suddenly, there was no space, no time, as she felt as though she had been flung out of orbit and was headed for deep space, free and uninhibited… and she knew it was so close. As from a great distance, she heard her own voice, "Oh, dear Godddddd! Fuck harder! Bring me! Oh God make me cum! Haaaaaaaarrrrdddddddddd!"
Her emotions had come full circle to this bed, where Jules and Tom were still pounding between her widespread legs and her own convulsively jerking limbs. She was being punished between them like a puppet with two sets of strings being pulled this way and that.
Now, it was Tom under her who panted aloud, "Oh shit! I'm cumming… too!"
Then his hot semen was jetting from the nozzle of his long, hard cock deep into her hotly clenching rectum in convulsive pumping spurts of white scalding sperm. He rammed it to the hilt for the final expression of his cum, raising up off the mattress and lifting both Jeannette and Jules as his back arched to thrust his pelvis up at her widely cloven backside.
Jeannette felt him deep up in her anus as his penis expanded and exploded in her, splashing his male sperm into the far hidden depths of her back channel, and she felt an unexplained delirium, a dizziness or lightheaded feeling. But it was a feeling she enjoyed, a feeling almost of being intoxicated, drunk. Yes, that was it, she was sex-drunk!
Jeannette felt the squirts of hot boiling semen flooding her bowels. Tom was acting like a sex-crazed maniac now as he pounded his wildly ejaculating penis into the hot rubbery depths of her rectum. He stayed hard and erect… and he continued to cum… continued to cum until the white hot cream bubbled and gurgled out of her anus, to run in a shining white river across her madly thrashing white buttocks and down over the crumpled bedspread.
Jeannette quivered above him, enjoying now the majesty of Jules' still hardy prick slamming into her. And now, as though the best team had returned to action, Jules and Jeannette bucked in unison… pounding cock and cunt with a hypnotic savage rhythm. Jeannette knew she was cumming. She didn't encourage it; as a matter of fact, she fought it. She didn't want a climax – not yet! She wanted to feel it all, to experience it all. Everything! Her body had other ideas, however. It began to twist and surge and turn to catch every wanton movement they made. She was afire with unholy delight! Her senses were failing. The beautiful taste of the football coach's cum in her mouth was slowly fading. Her breasts were numb, her heart pounding… her ears deafened to the obscene encouragements. And suddenly, an earthquake of passion began its tremoring devastation of her body! She tried to tell them all she was cumming, but all she got out of her mouth was a strangled unintelligible sound.
Jules was speeding up his movements now. His long, massively heated cock banged hard against her cervix, bringing an undescribable erotic feeling of pure animal lust and pleasure to her.
Jeannette was aware that Andy had taken her head in his hands and was making violent pumping movements once more. "Bring it up again… milk me, baby; make it hard!" he pleaded. And Jeannette tried to obey, only to be rewarded with a throat-rending lunge that shoved his softening prick all the way back against her gullet. She gagged. She was being smothered to death in his pubic hair. She didn't care. She could die now… she would die and be happy! It was her punishment. Her lips sucked his now flaccid prick as though she were a starving infant until her eyes widened and her mouth opened in a scream as her triple climax overpowered all the other nerve functions and shorted out nerve ganglions that had her naked body twitching and jerking uncontrollably. She was cumming! She was cumming! "Aaaaaaagggggghhhh!" she screamed shrilly.
Jules made one powerful lunge that almost rent Jeannette's body, and then yelled ecstatically as his overpowering orgasm brought a twisted agony to his face. The shamefully aroused young teacher rubbed her own breasts, all the while feeling Jules' throbbing prick drowning her pussy in his seminal juices. And then, miraculously, she felt the velvet vibrations in her vagina spread to her anus. She was coming there, too! She splayed her legs even wider in an effort to hold Tom's cock deep up there in her ass. She pushed back against his still hard penis and was rewarded with one last plunge that went deeper than she had ever believed possible. It stayed there… and pumped the last drops of a seemingly interminable flood of cum into her already impossibly flooded rectum.
Jeannette was lost now in the continuing climax, only vaguely aware that the men had removed their cocks from her battered body… and then suddenly she was filled again and she opened her eyes wide to see Andy Riley, the football coach plunging wildly into her. Then she was cumming again and again and again until she thought it would never end. On and on and on, up and up and up she rode, the space within her opening up to more and more delight. She knew that the men were amazed by her, she was even amazed by herself, she had never thought of herself being this sensual of a woman and yet now she realized that she had never really known herself at all. Now having been satisfied by three men she was beginning to know herself a little better. One thing was clear in her mind, however; this couldn't go on. First the boys in her class and now three of the men from school, it was too much. The Principal would have to behave honourably, he would have to give her a good reference so that she could get another job somewhere else and start again, this time concentrating on only one man in her life. She knew that basically she was a one-man woman and that now she knew how to satisfy a man, she would be able to keep one.
She had all of these beautiful men to thank for the gift of herself however, them and the boys from earlier on in the day. Without them she would never have known what a sexy, full-blooded woman she was!