He put his hand between her legs and touched her clit, moving his finger in right little circles. Her long-awaited release came and she screamed as her cunt walls closed in around the thick dick pistoning in and out.
Her involuntary squeezing around his dick was too much for the man and his dick jerked as he came with a loud “Fuck!” He pumped her, full of semen, bathing her cervix in warmth. she clung to him, milking every last drop.
Mr. Robert pulled his softening dick out of her pussy and looked down at her with a sneer. Yeah, she’d just let this middle age man use her for his sexual pleasure. His derision made it hotter somehow.
He zipped up his fly and looked over at Cody who’d stopped recording. “You want seconds?”
“Fuck yeah,” he said, and walked over to the desk. He looked down at her. Mr. Robert’s load was leaking out of her pussy and her perfect breasts pointed to the sky. She looked like such a whore.
“Turn over, slut,” he commanded.
She sat up and turned so that she was facing the desk and bent over. She shuddered as he placed a hand on her ass, rubbing her cheeks. He swung his hand back and slapped her ass hard with his open hand. She yelped in surprise, and Mr. Robert laughed. Cody rubbed her ass again and slapped the other cheek.
“You’re such a bad girl. Spreading your legs for our teacher like that.”
Thwack! Tears came to her eyes but she moaned. Mike and her had rough sex but he’d never spanked her. She had no idea it would feel like this.
“You want me to fuck you too, don’t you baby?”
“Yes, please.”
She heard the zipper of his jeans behind her and felt the tip of a second dick part her swollen pussy lips. He held it there, reading her. She pushed back with her hips, taking his dick into her herself.
“Oh fuck,” he moaned as his dick slid into her. He gripped the sides of her hips and held her in place as he started pumping in and out of her.
This skeezy boy was using her like a piece of meat and she loved it. He smacked her ass, then moved his hand to her front and rubbed her clit. “Come on my dick, too, slut.”
His fingers rubbing little circles on her clit made refusing his command impossible. she cried out as her vagina clamped down on his dick. Her body went limp and he grabbed both sides of her hips and thrust into her over and over again while she recovered from her orgasm.
With a grunt, Cody’s load filled her twitching pussy.
“Fuck,” he said, leaning over her back and shuddering. He pulled out of her, and she felt the mixed cum from two guys leaking onto her thigh. she really hoped her birth control was up to the task.
Her legs could barely support her weight as she stood. she pulled up her panties and shirt, and refastened her bra and shirt. “How many more tests until she graduate, Mr. Robert?”
“As many as you can handle.”
Cody seemed bashful all of a sudden, but she had a new sense of power. She didn’t have to wait to find a boyfriend to get what she needed. She packed up her things and checked her phone before heading out the door.
She had a new text, and her first thought on seeing the sender was “Mike who?”
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She spent months mooning over her ex who dumped her his first semester of college. She would have given anything to get a text or anything. Last week, something rather interesting happened when she missed a test in her computer class, something that had her bent over her teacher’s desk getting fucked by both the teacher and the class burnout.
They made her cum so many times that she forgot her ex’s name
So naturally, that was the day her ex finally texts her. He wanted to talk, supposedly. She deleted the message.
The next day at school, her stomach was full of nerves as she approached the computer classroom, but it was exciting, too. She had let Cody and Mr. Robert dominate, spank, and use her and for the next hour she had sit with them like it was a normal school day. Would she turn red and burst into flames? Would their classmates be able to sense what she slut she was? she avoided every eye as she sat in her normal spot. The space between her thighs was throbbing and she had to press them together to calm herself down.
She was wearing the shortest skirt she owned, and Cody had his hand up its hem as soon as the bell rang and the rest of the class focused on Mr. Robert. She straightened up, remembering the way he groaned around her nipples, like he’d imagined sucking on them and was finally experiencing his fantasy for real. Her nipples became erect, and she hoped he could see them. She wore one of her thinnest bras, too. Cody leaned over and whispered in her ear, “What’s your number?”
She sent it to him in chat and he slipped his finger into her panties.
Mr. Robert’s lecture washed over her without penetrating as she focused all her energy on the sensation between her legs and keeping herself calm so the class wouldn’t notice her arousal. Cody drew his finger up and down her vulva.
The teacher finished talking and stared right at her. Her classmates may not have noticed what Cody and her were up to, but Mr. Robert most certainly did.
The class broke into small groups. “Can we do this another time?” she hissed at Cody.
He popped his finger into his mouth and tasted her.
She rolled her eyes. “That wasn’t an answer.” she turned to another table and offered to partner up with one of the other girls in her class. They made thier way through the assignment and maybe she managed to learn a thing or two. She escaped the computer class without a scarlet letter erupting across her sweater.
When she checked her phone in the evening, she found another text from Mike. “Miss you so much, babe. I will be in town this weekend. Can I see you?”
Cody sent an eggplant emoji. “Cum suck my dick sluuuuut” She fingered herself to orgasm remembering yesterday, and Mike texted again.
Damn, exes are annoying. Just when you’re done pining over them, they come back all thirsty. She was done with the whole boyfriend thing. She’d be in college in a few months, and she wanted to be experienced when she got there.
She texted Cody back. “Are you free Saturday afternoon?”
“Only if you want you fuck”
“Meet me behind the garage at 3. Don’t be late.” Then she told Mike to meet her there at 3:30.
Figuring that Cody would be late, she rounded the corner behind the old garage at 3:05. The garage was always abandoned, probably closed, and backed into a forested lot. Mike and her had met there a ton when they were still dating, it was a semi-private place for when they couldn’t be alone at thier homes. Cody leaned against the cement block wall. His hair was clean and fell into a smooth dark sheet down his shoulders. He took a drag from a joint and offered it to her.
She wrinkled her nose. “I don’t do drugs.”
He shrugged and extinguished the cherry. “You said not to be late, and here you are. I should punish you for that.”
“You should.”
Cody pinned her wrists together and spun her so her back was against the cinder blocks with her arms up overhead. He drew the back of his hand down the side of her body, sending delicious electric tingles up and down. Her breath hitched in her throat and Cody bent down and kissed her. Shet was a tender kiss, a good one, their first. He do come in her mouth and cunt before ever kissing her, unlike with Mike who she held off for months with makeout sessions and petting before she let him put it in. She returned the kiss, melting into his hot mouth and dripping down the side of the building.
Then he spun her around and pushed her into the wall. She turned her face to the side so her cheek pressed against the cinder blocks and her breasts pushed into the wall. Cody grabbed her ass cheek under her skirt, hard.
“Why are you wearing panties?” He smacked her, and she cried out. “You trying to convince someone you’re not a slut?”
“No,” she whimpered, closing her eyes as he rubbed his hand over her ass.
“Good, because I’m not buying it.” He smacked her ass again and pushed the crotch of her panties aside. He fingered her roughly and she moaned into the wall. He thrust another finger into her and she pushed her ass back, wanting more sensation.
He withdrew his fingers. “You don’t get to cum before I do. Get on your knees.”
She turned to obey, kneeling on the rough gravel. She thought she was in control of the situation, setting it up so that Mike would catch them, but she was powerless under Cody’s domination. “Call me Master,” he said, unzipping his jeans and pulling out his long, hard dick.
“Yes, Master.” she swallowed the head eagerly, tasting his salty precum as she made a seal with her lips and bobbed up and down on his dick. She wrapped her hand around it’s base and took him as far into her mouth as she could. One of his hands tangled in her hair and he used it to control her head. He pulled her hair and held her steady and thrust into her face. He came, spurts of semen bathing her throat.
He pulled out of her mouth then and lifted her chin. “What do you say?”
He looked down at her as if from a great height. She shuddered in anticipation. “Thank you, Master.”
“Good slut. Now, get naked.”
“Yes, Master.”
She drew her cotton panties down her legs and stepped out of them. She pulled her knit shirt over her head and watched Cody smile as she stood before him in just a bra and tennis skirt. She unbuttoned the skirt and let it drop to the ground before unclasping her bra and letting her large, round breasts free.
“My god your tits are fantastic.” Cody said and she fought the urge to make herself smaller, to cover herself. “Thank you, Master.”
“Lie down.”
“On the… ground?”
Cody sneered. “Yes, on the ground. Do you see any feather beds back here?”
No one had ever talked to her the way he did, and it turned her on more than she believed possible. She laid down carefully in the dirt and gravel, her hard pink-brown nipples pointing at the sky. Cody, still fully clothed, lowered his body over hers and kissed her once on the lips, then down her neck, sucking so hard she knew she need to wear a turtleneck tomorrow. He took one nipple into his mouth and sucked it, gently at first. He switched to the other nipple, sucking it and then blowing on it. Once they theyre fully sensitive and erect he sucked harder and squeezed the other with his hand.
His lips traveled down her body to her stomach, her mons, and he pushed open her thighs and licked, starting at her opening and licking up until his tongue was flat against her clit. He pressed there, vibrating his tongue right on her most sensitive button and she groaned.
He broke contact and looked up at her. “You can come now, slut.”
He resumed his oral assault on her clit, and she screamed, her hips thrashing so much that Cody had to grab her thighs to hold on.
When she opened her eyes, Mike stood fifteen feet away with his mouth hanging open.
“Hi, Mike,” she said, dreamily, still recovering from her orgasm.
“Vicky? What are you doing?”
Cody raised his head, her juices all over his chin. “What does it look she’s doing?”
Mike ignored Cody. “Is this guy hurting you?”
“That wasn’t the sound of pain,” she smiled at him.
“Did you invite him here, slut?” Cody said.
She bit her lip. “I wanted him to see I have moved on.”
“Mmmm.” He looked up at Mike. “You want a turn?”