The professor holds her down while the principal teases the slutty student. She tries to edge forward to get her tongue closer to licking the principal's exposed cock, but her teacher tightens his grip. The cock twitches and she moans loudly, "Please.. Let me have a taste." "See, class, this is how you identify a true slut–always hungry for a big cock." The student whimpers and begs, "Please, Sir. Let me suck your cock. I promise you'll enjoy it." The principal seems to pause and consider her proposition, "Not as much as I'll enjoy this, whore." He grabs her hair and jerks her head up and shoves his cock into her shocked mouth and as her throat offers resistance, he thrusts once, twice before shoving his length down her virgin throat. Her eyes water as her throat constricts around his thick cock. Choking, she struggles fruitlessly against her teacher's grip. The principal, without taking his eyes off the girl lying on the desk in front of him, explains to the class, "Although her throat tried to keep my cock out, it was useless to struggle. With sluts, you always have your way with them." The principal grunts in pleasure as he holds her head against his crotch for a few more seconds, then he pulls her face away and holds it out as he fucks her mouth and throat. The class watches in awe as her throat bulges each time his cock thrusts down its tight depths. The professor looks down at the slut's jiggling ass peeking out under her short skirt, as her throat is fucked. He notices how wet her thin panties are. His attention is jerked to her face when he hears the principal give off four loud grunts and a moan as he finishes himself all over the girl's face. "This is how you mark a slut, class. All over her pretty face." He lets her head fall down then tells the professor to switch places with him. The professor stands in front of the girl and continues to hold her down as the principal stands behind her. He flips her skirt up. "Who here has a ruler they can volunteer?" he asks the class. An athletic blonde female jogs to the front of the class, her big perky tits bouncing. "H-here… You can use my ruler." She offers the principal a bright pink metal ruler. "Yes,yes…this will do quite nicely." he says as he eyes the new student up and down. He grabs her hair and forces her to her knees in front of the slut on the desk. "Are you a slut too, sweet girl?" "N-no, Sir." "I think you are, " he smirks, "Lick her pussy." He rips the first slut's panties off as she squeals. The second slut hesitates long enough to make the principal grab the back of her head and force her face into the first slut's shiny, wet, pink pussy. The second slut begins slowly licking it. "Faster, bitch!" the principal shouts. She then grabs the girl's ass and sucks on her clit as her other fingers slide into the girl's pussy. The first slut jerks up and moans and groans in pleasure whispering, "Holy shit don't stop.." Soon the second slut's fingers find the girl's ass hole, a tiny pink bud. First her index finger is thrust in, then her middle finger joins that one. The moans grow louder. "Oh you two girls are very.. Very good girls." The principal murmurs as he strokes his cock. The professor's eyes are practically bulging out of his head as he watches the two girls, one with cum on her face and moaning as the other fingers her ass and pussy while sucking on her clit. The principal bends down and rips first the girl bent over the desk shirt open, exposing her small but perky tits, then the girl on her knees shirt open, allowing her big round tits to bounce out of their tight confines. He takes turns sucking and licking each of the girls tits, pinching nipples and twisting them making the girls whimper in pain. He gets on his knees and fucks the girl on her knees tits while she continues to pleasure the girl on the desk. He squeezes them together, enjoying how his cock fits snugly between them before poking against her pale throat. He then stands up and jerks the blonde's face and hands away from the brunette. He tells a student in the front row to bring up another desk, then shoves the blonde over the desk. He tells the student to hold her down just like the professor is holding down the first girl. The principal flips the blonde's skirt up and rips her lacey thong off and flings it to the audience where several males scuffle to claim it. He rubs both girls' clits, making them moan together. He then picks up the pink ruler and strikes the brunette's ass. She whimpers loudly, "Owww.. That hurt…" The ruler strikes the blonde's ass next, "Fuck!" The principal takes turns spanking the brunette and blonde until their round asses are a satisfying red/pink and the girls are squealing in pain. He puts the ruler aside and grabs his cock, now dripping in precum, "This is the time when a slut learns her place. She will beg, she will feel pain, she will scream, but in the end, she'll thank you for punishing her because it's what she deserved." The principal spreads the blonde's ass cheeks exposing her ass hole, a little bigger than the brunette's but still pink. He presses his cock against it, then shoves it all the way in, her hole taking him with just a little resistance. Grunting he says, "Damn, bitch, that's good." She bites her lip and moans. "Hear that class? This slut has been used before." He grabs her hips and thrusts his hips with force against her repeatedly,fucking her so hard the desk shakes precariously. He grabs her hair to hold her in position, pulling her back out of the student’s grip so he can grope her tits as he fucks her ass. The blonde is yelling in pleasure and her eyes roll back as her body convulses in orgasm. The principal immediately pulls out and without pause to catch his breath, spreads the brunette's ass, "Now let's see how you take a cock up your ass." He presses his throbbing head against her hole, a hole so small you can barely make it out against her milky ass. He leans against her harder, but she is so tight. He then begins thrusting, forcing his cock up her ass. She screams and writhes in pain. Tears form in her eyes, "No! NO! PLEASE NO! OH GOD I CAN'T!" "Oh you're going to take it all, bitch." His cock finally slides all the way in and he grabs her hips and jerks her against him as he fucks her just as hard as the blonde. The brunette's hole is tight around his cock, and he knows he won't last long with her. He smacks her ass, enjoying the extra jiggle as he fucks her. She continues to scream and yell and beg for him to stop when all of a sudden, she begins to moan. Her pleadings for him to stop change to, "Oh yes! Harder! Faster! Oh god fuck me! I'm your anal slut! I love you violating my tiny little ass hole with your thick, long cock!" The principal moans and pulls out and shouts for the male student and professor to flip the girls over. The principal then finishes himself all over the girls stomachs, tits, and faces. His orgasm is powerful, he grunts repeatedly and his legs shake as his hot white cum shoots onto the two used sluts. Short of breath, the principal turns to the class as he puts his clothes back together, "And that, class, is how you properly use sluts." He then walks out the door and shuts it quietly behind him. The bell rings and the students disperse as the two sluts are left bent over the desks, used and dripping with cum as they shake with pleasure.
Tag: Oral
[M][F][oral] Getaway with Alyssa
Neither of us were what you would call "beautiful" people. We were both weighed down by responsible, stressful jobs and little social interaction outside work. We had mostly clung together because we were too scared to consider the alternative. The sex was awful at first, I came too soon and she could not get moist. Yet we clung to each other. We slowly, grudgingly moulded the other into what we wanted. Today was our first anniversary together. Things were looking up, she was taking us away for the weekend to a secret destination. I waited for Alyssa at the train station. She showed up in a smart red dress, too professional to be titillating, yet subtly hinting at a curvy body toned by weekends spent hiking and a diet plan she and I had followed for the past 6 months. I wore a seersucker blazer, the one I bought when we went to the opera for the first time. She smiled at me as she approached. A peck on the cheek.
"Hi darling, where are we off to?"
She handed me a note "We can't speak until we get to our room"
Next Generation Christian Kingdom Ch.06: My Daughter’s Bitch (Part 3)
At the very instant Lady Jennifer said bitch, Linda flipped her hair over her right shoulder towards Marcia, and much like yesterday when Laura flipped her hair to her, a switch went on in Marcia that ignited her. With something akin to rage, she reached out with her left hand to grab the back of her mother's hair. As her hand neared her, Linda turned her head slightly to the left to give her daughter better access. As Marcia grabbed a firm hold of her, Linda reached her arms behind her in order to grab her elbows. This position thrust her breasts towards her daughter.
Marcia was surging with a deep sense of power due to her complete domination of her mother. Without any sense of tenderness, she took a handful of her mother's left breast and squeezed tightly, which elicited a cry from her. Then framing her breast between her thumb and forefinger, Marcia leaned down and bit into her mother's nipple through her dress and bra.
She’s Got Swagger [MF] [stripper] [oral] [mast]
I like to picture you as a stripper, I'll bet you'd be one of those slutty stippers that gets off on teasing men. You'd like giving lap dances and watching the guy shift uncomfortably as he tries to hide his growing erection. But that would only turn you on more and you'd run your hands up your naked body, stopping to tweak your nipples, feeling them harden.
You glance back at your prey, his eyes locked on your full breasts and hard nipples. His breath deep and full.
Licking your lips you feel a tingling between your legs and are enjoying the power you have over this man.
Deciding to push your tease farther, you move closer to his seated form, your large round breasts at his eye level. He takes in a sudden breath as you climb into his lap, straddling him with your hands on his shoulders.
Pushing him back into his chair you whisper "Close your eyes". His eyes close and his head tilts back, his thoughts swirling in his head.
The Kitchen [M] [F] [Oral]
The sunlight streams through the kitchen window, dancing in the rippled purple glass of the hanging cat. You are standing by the counter, one eye on some exquisite-smelling thing in the oven whilst you skim through a cookbook.
The sight of you takes my breath. You’re wearing a lone blue wrap-around skirt and matching top; both hug your body in exactly the right places. It takes all my willpower not to scoop you up in my arms. As usual, you’re not wearing anything on your feet; bent forward on your delicate tip-toes, your pert backside is thrust out towards me. Your hair is held in a high ponytail, flowing down your back in a silken cascade. I don’t think you’ve noticed me. You could be pretending to ignore me, but even in profile, I can see your lips pursed in that expression of concentration you have when you think nobody can see you.
God, I want you.
I come up behind you, wrap my arms around your waist and put my lips to your neck. I’m not sure which is more intoxicating; your smell or the little gasp you make. I kiss my way higher, lifting your chin with one hand. You close your eyes and reward me with a quiet moan.
Do You Want It:Part 2 [MF] [Oral] [2nd Person] [His POV]
Part 2
You see her enter the bar, order a beer, and turn to look at the room. Her make-up is heavy: black charcoal around her eyes, red lips, pink cheeks. Her hair is ratted in the back. Her black skirt is short; visible at the hem is a run in her stockings that you guess starts at the crotch. Scuff marks dull the tips of her shoes. You think she looks sad, lonely, eager to please someone. Your beer is warm. Your friends are dull. You excuse yourself. You walk directly to her and stop and stare at her face. You guess she is in her mid-30s: typical client. Her head comes to your chest. She is slender, she looks delicate. She diverts her eyes and shrinks left to allow you access to the bar. You want to slam her head down onto the counter, squeeze her ratted hair in your fist, speak into her ear so only she hears you tell her what you plan to do to her in your basement. You order a drink. You feel her looking at you. You ignore her because you know that later you will have as much of her as you want.
Penny and the Pilot Program or Sizzling Sex for the Skilled Nursing Set {Str8}{anal}{Oral}{Funny}
Penny and the Pilot Program (or Sizzling Sex for the Skilled Nursing Set) by A. Delight
A Warm Afternoon [MF][First Person][Spanking][Oral]
On a hot afternoon in the summer, find ourselves casually hanging out together. We’ll go to the mall; maybe you’ll show me some of the cooler spots in the city seeing as I'm newer in town. I’m wearing a short sleeve brown and white striped polo and jeans. You’re wearing a light flowy sundress. Eventually, we get back to your place to relax and maybe have a drink or two. You decide you want to kill some zombies. So I plop down on your couch and relax and you lie down on the floor on your tummy and turn your game on. Call of Duty zombies, or maybe Left 4 Dead. I smile softly, watching you play. You lay there, cussing and having a good time, your legs bent at the knee, feet kicking lightly in the air. My eyes slip from the TV to your legs, moving slowly up and down your body, taking in your curves as the sundress falls loosely around each valley and peak. The soft glow from your freshly shaved legs as the light bounces off them causes my breath to hitch in my chest.
Her First Fantasy [MMF][oral][dp]
Dedicated to my girlfriend, M, a regular here. This is my first erotic story, all for you.
You were busy watching TV and making pasties. I was pretending to write, while actually waiting for a message. A gift for you that needed the right setup.
I had been teasing you all day. Telling you how much I looked forward to you getting home so I can rip your clothes off.
I get a message from him: "Nearly there. About 1 min."
I reply: "Wait outside and don't knock. I'll come get you when she's ready."
I walk over and kiss you.
"Hello." You replied smoothly. You had just dyed your hair pink again and wore a black and red little dress that you still had on from our day at the wine-tasting. You were the sexiest girl there, but not just naturally; you had an agenda. You dressed like that to impress your crush. The hot young guy with the piercing eyes. You dressed like that so that you could see him look you over, undress you with his eyes. Well, you would get that chance in more ways than one.
Do You Want It: Part 1 [MF][Reluc][Bd][Oral][2nd Person]
You wake up in the same room. Water drips nearby. You cannot tell if it drips from the ceiling, from a faucet, from a pipe. You turn your head to listen, to look, but something still covers your face. You try to move, but your wrists remain bound above your head; your legs spread, your ankles tethered to something. You feel a mattress beneath you: sheets, pillow, and blanket. The room feels cool, smells damp like a basement. The walls feel close like a cell.
CLINK The sound startles you. You have wanted and dreaded interaction, hoping for answers, fearing them. A door opens and slams shut. Your breath is fast, shallow, quiet. You strain to listen. Your thighs squeeze in a vain attempt to close your legs. Your wrists pull against the rope that keeps your arms up, your torso exposed. Beneath the fabric that covers your face, your wide eyes stare, unblinking. Your heart thuds, pumps power to muscles that cannot move.