It was Mason, Eric, and Calvin. The three of them looked down sheepish as she answered the door.
“Can I help you?” she asked, doing her best to put on a tone that made her sound annoyed with the unwanted visit.
Eric spoke up first. He scratched the back of his short red hair nervously and spoke. “We uh, we just wanted to thank you for everything you did for us this semester. You really helped us to become amazing students, and we just wanted to get you a little something. We would’ve given it to you during class, but...” Eric trailed off as if he was afraid to fully explain himself.
“You looked distracted.” Calvin interjected. “Plus you kept staring at us like we did something wrong.”
“I know we weren’t the best this semester.” Mason finally spoke up. Mason was many things. Smart. Handsome. An incredibly gifted student and athlete. Daring was not one of them. Perhaps that’s part of why she felt slightly weak at the knees whenever she saw him. He seemed so innocent and trusting. Any man in his position would be an arrogant jerk, using his talents to get whatever he wanted. Mason seemed above all of that, further adding to Ms. William’s desire to be fucked into complete exhaustion by him. “We all saved up to get you something. Can we come in?”
Her better judgment knew she should just leave them there. She should just take the gift, thank them and close the door. Instead, she nodded and opened the door. The three of them entered and sat on a couch in her living room. They looked nervous as they each took a box out of their backpacks and placed them on the table. She opened them, revealing three intricately beautiful figurines. She was genuinely stunned.
The three of them looked up at her, their eyes almost begging her to like the gift. She smiled. “These are beautiful!” she exclaimed. The boys looked at each other with pride, happy to have finally gotten a positive reaction out of their professor.
She looked down at them and that familiar feeling came back to her. The sincerity of their kindness added to her growing need to be fucked by them. She needed them inside of her. She wanted to feel them being corrupted, each pounding of their cocks inside of her adding to the violation that she so craved.
“Ms. Williams?” Mason asked timidly. “Are you okay?”
“Hm?” she responded, snapping out of her trance. “Yes, what it is?”
“May I use your bathroom?”
She directed him down the hall and to his left. As Mason walked away she began to lose herself in her own thoughts again when she suddenly realized the bathroom was down the hall and to his right. Her bedroom was on the left. She then remembered that she hadn’t put her toys away yet. She ran down the hall but it was already too late. Mason was standing there, mouth wide open at what he saw.
“Ms. Williams I swear this was an accident! I’m so sorry I’ll be going right now!”
“That alright.” she responded coyly. What the fuck was she doing? She knew this wasn’t alright, but she couldn’t help herself. Inhibition had finally been thrown out the window. The thought of Mason walking into her own bedroom and seeing the place where she had thought of him so many times set her over the edge. “Go ahead, and look around. I don’t mind” she said as she smiled knowingly. The two of them stood in her bedroom, a mixture of excitement and confusion of Mason’s face.
“You’re not mad?” he asked timidly.
“Not at all! I know how curious you boys are.” She walked up to him slowly and put a hand on his chest. “I know the semester is over and you have so many things you need to do, but I’d really love it if you and your friends could stay here for a little summer tutoring.” This was hardly her first foray into seduction, and Mason was hardly a match for her charm. As she spoke she ran her hands down his chest until she reached the button on his pants, allow her hand to linger just long enough to feel how hard he was.
Eric and Calvin were standing in the doorway, just as shocked as Mason was. Everyone seemed stunned, as if they couldn’t believe what was happening.
“I see you two have decided to join us.” Ms. Williams said, inviting them into her bedroom. “That is, if you’re interested.”
The offer almost didn’t need to be given. She knew everyone in the class had a crush on her, even if they did resent the way she taught.
She sat the boys on the bed. She could clearly see their cocks through their baggy shorts. Despite her eagerness to get started, she couldn’t help but tease them. She stripped. Slowly. Agonizingly so, until she saw the three of them shift uncomfortably, waiting to be released from their prison. It wasn’t until she was fully naked and sprawled on her bed that she finally released them.
The three boys crowded around her and Ms. Williams put up a hand, stopping them abruptly. “Easy now! One at a time.” She looked around at the three of them. Their eyes were practically begging. She pointed a finger at Mason. “Come here big boy.” She couldn’t resist. She flipped over onto her belly and spread herself in preparation. Mason was huge, easily one of the biggest she had ever taken. Mason pushed the tip of his cock against her, pushing in slowly. The sensation was enough to make her cum right then, but she was far from done. She could help herself. She pushed herself down roughly on his cock, feeling her inside stretch as she took his massive cock inside of her. It was all the encouragement Mason needed. He grabbed her hips and her thrust in and out of her. Eric and Calvin watched, the idea of which was making her gush all over Mason’s cock. She was insatiable and she needed more. She commanded Eric and Calvin to join in and they happily obliged. Ms. Williams laid herself on top of Mason, allowing access to her ass for Eric and helping Mason shove his cock even deeper inside of her. Eric lubed himself up and slid his cock in slowly, give her time to take it in. It was average in length, but was the thickest cock she had even taken inside her ass, easily bigger than any of her toys. Calvin looked at the scene, confused. Ms. Williams looked up with an irresistible face of hunger, opening her mouth like a pet waiting to be fed. She wrapped her mouth around his cock, gorging herself on it.
The sounds of her moaning and screaming could still be heard, even as she was practically choking on cock. All of her holes had finally been filled with cocks. She felt like a tool, a hole to be used for the pleasure of others. This is what she needed. Even as they pounded her into the mattress, she still knew it wasn’t enough. She commanded them to move faster. Her gushing became even more intense, the feeling of her and her students being violated together her feeding her addiction for more. She needed it harder and rougher. She wasn’t their teacher anymore. She wasn’t a superior. She was a simply a whore in desperate need of the best cock she could get her hands on. They were still too gentle, still too afraid of the same teacher who had once forced them into a 3 hour detention for goofing off in class. She commanded them to use her for their pleasure, to do whatever they like.
Chapter Three
Eric grabbed her by the hair and railed himself into her. Mason grabbed her by the wait and pounded as hard as he could, the effort visible in his face. Calvin pushed Ms. Williams down on his cock and left her there for her to choke on his cock. She could tell Calvin was close by the way his cock twitched insider her throat. He came quickly and she chugged every last drop of his cum. She was completely full to the absolute brim, feeling like she could burst from the force of three men ravaging her body.
With nothing to muffle the noise she muffled moans became audible screams. She had lost count of the amount of times she had cum. She was beginning to lose track of where she was. Time had long since become a foreign concept.
“You like that you fucking whore?” Mason said, fucking her with every last bit of strength he could muster.
She didn’t respond. She could. She tried to speak but only moans came out. She lost herself in the heat of the moment. All that matter was being fucked, surrounded by people to scratch and itch that would never be fully satisfied. The boys were close. She could feel cum leaking, barely contained inside their cocks. They were pumping furiously now and she could feel their co
cks rubbing against each other inside of her. She wanted their cum. She needed it. She was a sleeve for their cocks now, something for them to shoot every last drop of cum into. Cock wasn’t enough anymore, she needed cum now as well.
Through the moans and screams she mustered enough mental energy to get out a single word. “…cum...” She repeated this word with increasing gusto, at first a command and then a plea.
“Beg!” Mason demanded.
“P…pl..plea.” she needed relief. She was too far gone to form a coherent sentence.
“I said beg you slut!”
“Please…cum. Need…cum” she managed to stammer out. Second later she finally got her wish, feeling her insides fill to the brim with cum. She took as much of it as she could, doing her best to hold it all inside of her. There was simply too much, and as the two remaining boys slumped over in exhausting her could feel it leaking out of herself. After a short rest, the boys recovered and looked over at Ms. Williams. She was a panting, squirting mess on the bed, drenched in three different people’s cum. She looked at them and sat up.
“Going already?” The boys looked at her with surprised, shocked and how quickly she had recovered. “I was just about the make dinner. I’m sure you’ve worked up quite and appetite.”
Dinner was a messy affair and preparations for the meal were spent with the boys groping and teasing her throughout. Their hands were all over her body, caressing and pinching every part of her body. Calvin grabbed her shapely breast and pinched her already hard and sensitive nipples. Eric got on his knees and flicked her clit with his tongue. Mason hugged her from behind, kissing her neck and running his hands along her body.
They ate just enough to gather up their strength for a second round. Where the first time was a somewhat awkward affair to start, the second was a situation where everyone knew what they were doing. Ms. Williams allowed herself to be taken in any way the boys wanted, all them to have their fill of her.
A few days later, the boys were at Mason’s house digesting what had happened. None could really understand what had happened only a few days prior. Their conversation was cut short by Mason’s mother entering the room. She seemed excited about something.
“Mason! Your professor Ms. Williams just called to inform me that she sees a lot of promise in you! She wants you to take private lessons with her over the summer. She also mentioned you two boys as well. This is so exciting! I just got off the phone with everyone’s parents and we’ve all decided to sign you up. You’ll be going to her house once a week. Don’t screw this up!”
A week later they were sitting on Ms. Williams’s now familiar couch, eagerly awaiting what came next. She walked into the room in the same black dress she always did, yard stick in one hand and three textbooks in the other. The boys stoop up and made a move towards her.
“I’m sorry boys; I didn’t realize you were told to stand up.” She had the strict tone back in her voice. The boys sat down, confused. She set the books down on the table. She walked around the couch, circling the trio. “Oh don’t worry; you’ll have your reward.” She smiled at them, a hint of mischief in her voice.
“You just have to earn it first.”
Chapter One
Brian watched carefully the young woman, dressed only in a nightgown, with her hair falling freely over her shoulders. She looked scared and a bit lost, something that made him rethink his previous decision to just take her to bed and get it over with. This woman, who was not his wife, was somehow different from all the rest of them. “I’ll wash up a little,” he said almost gently, giving his young and strong willed wife some time to get used to the new situation. “But, when I return we are going to have a talk about where we stand.”
Rita returned to the bed, while the man went into the bedroom to wash and undress. A few minutes later, they both had had some time to calm down and think about the situation. “You are my wife,” Brian said calmly, underlying each word, while he walked towards the bed, dressed only in his boxers. With a quick movement, he lifted up the covers and slid under them, his cold legs coming in contact with Rita’s. “And that means that we share everything.”
“I don’t know you,” Rita insisted, putting as much hatred in her voice, as she could master. Her old-fashioned father had forced her to marry him, just because they needed his financial support right away. Rita had done her duty, but now she started hesitating.
“What better way to get to know each other than this, then?” Brian laughed at her slip. Rita crawled back almost to the end of the bed, putting distance between them. “There is nowhere to run, my dear wife.”
“This is an arranged marriage, I don’t love you,” the woman tried again, thinking about her favorite and beautiful romance movies and the men in them, all kind and generous.
Letting out a deep sigh, Brian dove forward and claimed her lips in a passionate kiss. Rita tried to protest, even hit him in the sheen, but the man didn’t let go. Careful not to hurt her, Brian tugged the woman closer, arranging her body under his and continuing to kiss her, ending the kiss only when they both were out of breath.
Brian had felt her slowly relax in his arms and that gave him the confidence to look up and gently run his hands over her body. He watched the woman under him and thought that she was really beautiful. The gentle, dark blond woman had very unusual blue eyes and a face that spoke of strong will and intelligence. Her personality was transpiring in her attitude, although right now she was looking scared and unsure of herself.
“Relax,” he muttered gently and gently covered her face with soft kisses. Rita signed and let her body relax into the soft bed, while the man advanced down her body, touching her skin under the nightgown. Brian placed more soft kisses on her breasts, abdomen and upper thighs. He was aware that all that was new to her, therefore he gave her time to adjust to each and every new sensation.
When their lips met again, it was like nothing Brian had experienced before. Her lack of experience made the kiss more gentle and sensual, as if Rita was right now learning to use her body for pleasure. His touches were making her tremble all over and now the only sounds coming out of her mouth were moans of pleasure.
Their next kiss started slowly, with Rita opening her mouth willingly and Brian nipping at her lips with enthusiasm. His tongue took its time diving in and devouring her mouth with a newly found hunger. They both moaned at the wonderful feeling and the man used the moment to remove first his boxers and then her nightgown.
Something like fear went through her eyes at the realization that she was all naked under him, but Brian didn’t let her over think things. With a hungry kiss, he leaned over her and let his body cover hers. An electric charge passed between them and Rita relaxed back into the bed, while gathering the courage to lift a hand and touch his naked arm. Brian smiled against her lips and cradled her body closer to his.
His wife’s quick and deep breaths made it impossible to speak, even if he had any thoughts left in his brain. She was moving her hands up to hold his shoulders, while feeling him sucking bruises onto her tender neck. Rita shuddered when his lips kissed the hollow of her throat and sucked gently on the skin above her breasts. Brian could feel himself growing hard and gently rubbed his erection into her belly. The woman went rigid under him and Brian lifted up and looked intently into her eyes. He was silently asking if everything was okay and continued only when Rita lowered her eyes in a shy yes.
With a renewed hunger, his lips sealed themselves onto her neck, sucking gently and descending to her breasts to start all over. The man latched his mouth over her nipples, enjoying the moans of pleasures, coming out of her lips. His hot mouth continued to flee, tease and touch the rest of her body. Rita let out a strangled cry when his lips found her most private place and kissed it just the way he had kissed her lips. The man felt her orgasm approaching and tried to help her through it.
Brian’s wife went slack into his arms, after having the first real orgasm in her life and the man thought that she was the most wo
nderful being he had ever seen. When she was able to see and think again, Brian cradled her in his strong arms and lifted her sweaty legs over his thighs. They were breathing heavily and for the first time since they met, Rita seemed willing to do whatever he said. So, Brian penetrated her slowly, almost afraid not to break her, when breaching her hymen and waiting for the pain to pass away.
Then the man started thrusting, accompanying his movements with deep groans of pleasure. The movements were slow, almost painfully so, and it was driving Brian crazy. Rita was moaning into his neck, every now and then kissing the tender skin there. The man liked the feeling and placed a few tender kisses on her forehead and cheeks. When it was too much for him, Brian started thrusting faster and deeper, while sucking on her lips. Their orgasms came together and Rita cried with surprise, while Brian was too lost in his own pleasure to say anything.
Chapter Two
The next morning, Rita woke up first, confused and worried by her own unexpected reaction to Brian’s touches. All the romance novels in the world hadn’t been able to prepare her for the feelings and desires her husband’s touches brought up inside of her. She remembered vividly every word, every kiss, and every sensation that inflamed her body last night. It had been both exceptional and terrifying to become a victim to one’s own passion and to be unable to resist it.
Brian moved under her and Rita held her breath, afraid not to wake him. The truth was simple – she had no idea what to say to him, how to act around him, or what was she feeling towards him. They had stayed quiet last night with Rita’s head lying over his heart and Brian’s hand running up and down her back. The man had pressed an occasional kiss to her temple, during those minutes, when they got to know each other’s bodies, saying everything with just touches and kisses.
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