Chapter 5
As Tom struck into the gaping, hot wet cunt, he felt his prick expand, and thicken from stimulation.
Sally's cunt was perfect. As his immense wedge-like glans forced its way through her tightly muscled cunt, he felt that delightful pressure tingling through him. The cunt ring was tiny, the tiniest cunt ring he had ever penetrated. He felt its strength, though, as if it were made of smooth, slick rawhide.
It pulsed convulsively over the glans, pressing it first hard, then more gently, then stopping its pressure altogether. With each pulsation of her cunt ring, Tom had the quivering of an orgasm, which only served to excite him more.
He couldn't believe the strength of the girl's cunt muscles. He couldn't believe that such an incredibly pleasurable milking motion could be applied with such force, and in such perfect rhythm with his own quivering cock.
The cunt ring seemed to suck his glans in, and yet, it seemed to want to keep it there, where it was exposed to the power of her pussy, where it could feel with each milking motion, the tremendous strength of her sex.
"Shit," said Mary, "Look at that cunt go."
"I'll say," said Laura, "I'd like to ram a dildo into her; and I know I'd be able to feel it like it was my own prick."
"What prick?" Suzy asked scornfully.
"Fuck you, cunt," Laura retorted. She turned her attention back to the fast and furious fucking that was going on right before her very eyes.
Tom was still in the throes of his initial ecstasy. He was torn by two conflicting urges. He wanted to stick his rammer into her, as deep and hard as it would go.
Yet, he knew that the glans massage his prick head was getting was something you didn't run across every day. He wanted to take advantage of it, and use to his pleasure every single little sucking motion of the cunt ring. He wanted to feel that pressure on his glans forever.
So, Tom held back, using the will power he could call forth in a sexually exciting situation like that. His prick eased in between the ring of her quivering cunt, but only as far as the end of his glans.
Then, he withdrew the glans again, until only the tip was left, still feeling the delightful milking motion of her twat.
As the cunt muscles increased the pace of their rhythmic contractions and expansions, he felt a shiver of overwhelming lust race through his body. His glans was pressed upon, hard, yet the hardness was paradoxically soft at the same time. The wet muscle structure hidden deep under the inner and outer folds of her cunt lips pressed against the prick head.
Suddenly, Tom felt the ooze of pre-come lubricant drool out of the little prick hole at the tip of his glans. He recognized the sign, and knew that it meant his sexual stimulation was reaching a height, a height so great that he wouldn't be able to control it much longer.
When Sally gave a final, mighty contraction of her cunt ring, a loud, ear-splitting shriek of satisfaction ripped out of Tom's throat.
Even though he hated to leave the delicious squeezing action of her cunt ring, even though his glans was nestled in it, and loving every second of it, he had to plunge his rammer into her.
He had to feel the tip of the glans slam into the back of her cunt canal, hitting again and again the tough, yet tender little membrane that separated her cunt from the uterus.
As he did so, his immense stalk sank into her. The entire length of his prick convulsed and quivered as it scraped against the walls of her pussy. But that scraping was not an unpleasant sensation.
The canal walls leading to the core of her cunt were wet, and warm and welcoming. Instead of just having his glans stimulated madly by the force of her powerful cunt muscles, his whole prick was now getting the treatment.
And it felt good. Tom moaned with pleasure as every inch of his immense stalk got the same treatment his glans had been getting. He felt the same sucking, the same milking motion squeeze at his sex flesh as her entire cunt convulsively quivered in the expanding and contracting motions of lust. Her cunt was milking him dry of every ounce of come he had. The come churned in his balls, but still he held back, wanting to feel every instant as intensely as possible.
"Mary, will you look at that cunt go," said Nora, another Kunt.
"Yeah, wow," Mary replied in amazement. "That cunt is a natural born Kunt."
"Right, that's what we always say," said Nora, "a Kunt is born and not made."
"Exactly," Mary said. "If you don't have that kind of powerful sexuality when you're born, you never get it. It doesn't come with practice either."
"I know what you mean," said Suzy. "This cunt is the hottest thing I've ever seen."
"Yeah," Mary said in agreement. She paused for an instant, and realized what she had just said. If this new chick, Sally, was really the hottest cunt, that could only mean one thing, she was hotter than Mary herself.
Mary began to quiver with rage. She had been among the first of the Kunts, when Tom and Harry had first formed the club. Even though all the students in the group were considered equals, Mary was always the hottest Kunt, the best lay.
Her body turned on all the men more than the bodies of any of the other Kunts. Her twat had been the tightest, the most muscular. She could make it milk a cock the way no other Kunt in the club could, and obviously the way no other cunt in the whole of Lincoln High could.
Now, her position was being challenged. Mary didn't like it. She didn't like it one bit. Soon, she felt a fury like she never felt before. She determined to destroy Sally, fuck her over somehow, and just out fuck her, if necessary. She didn't know how she was going to do it, but she knew she would have to, or else accept a second place. And once you accepted a second place, Mary knew, it was very easy to go to third and fourth and so on down the line. It was almost like a natural force of gravity. Once you started going down, you just kept going, of your own inertia, almost.
She swore that wouldn't happen to her. She was on top until this cunt Sally showed up, and she was going to stay on top. Mary was determined of that.
Suddenly, without warning, the door of Tom's apartment swung open. Larry, another Kock, walked in. With him was a new man, a tall, slender man who looked like a panther.
His black hair and black eyes glittered. His body, at least six feet in height, was perfectly formed. Although it was obviously incredibly strong and powerful, its strength was of a special sort.
He didn't have the kind of bulging muscles of the boys on magazine covers, or the vulgar, over-developed shoulders of professional gigolos. In fact, his muscles were so smooth, they didn't show at all. The whole length of his body was smooth, but it was the sort of smoothness that showed an incredible amount of the hardness and strength of long, rippling muscles underneath it.
He moved with great grace, like a dangerous, but serene jungle cat. His face too, was like a placid mask of a cat. He didn't seem to look around. His eyes didn't dart from place to place, yet, obviously, he had taken in the whole scene and was still taking it in.
All eyes turned to him. Even though Sally and Tom were still fucking away furiously on the floor, the presence of this incredibly beautiful, powerful stranger drew all the Kocks' and Kunts' attention away from the furious fucksters, and to him.
Larry, the Kock who brought him in, said to the crowd, "This is Stan. He's a new member."
"Terrific," purred Penny, a cute little brunette Kunt.
"Hi," Stan said simply, and smiled a little smile. His eyes moved slowly across the room.
"It's just a little party we're having," Penny said. "Come in and join the fun."
Larry and Stan walked into the room.
Harry, the teacher who was not fucking Sally, immediately perked up. He felt an automatic flash of hostility towards this new student. There was something about the arrogance with which he moved, and the obvious strength in his body that was like a living active challenge.
Harry didn't want to be displaced by anyone, just like Mary didn't want to be displaced by Sally, so he became extremely nervous at the sight of this competition.
"Who the fuck brought this prick here?" he said to Mary.
"I don't know. This is the first time I've seen him," she replied.
"I'll bet Tom doesn't know about him either," Harry snarled.
"So, why are you so pissed off?" Mary demanded.
"Because this is getting out of hand," Harry snapped.
"What do you mean?" Mary demanded.
"I mean you can't just bring in new students, just like that, without asking me first."
"What do you mean, asking you first?" Mary sneered.
"I mean asking me and Tom first."
"Why the fuck should any of us students ask you two, just because you're teachers?" Mary said.
"Because, well, because...." Harry stuttered. He had been discovered in his power play. And he knew what a big mouth Mary was. The minute the evening came to a close, she would rush home, and call up all the other Kocks and Kunts, and tell them what he had said.
"I don't want you to get the wrong impression, Mary," Harry said hastily.
"I already got it baby," Mary retorted.
"What are you talking about?"
"You think you're hot shit in this group, you and Tom, just because you're teachers, that's what," Mary said.
"That's not true. We are all equal here, we all fuck and suck together."
"Damn right," Mary replied. "Without the students, without us, there would be no Kocks and Kunts. What do you think, you can start a terrific group like this with all those stupid, ugly female teachers in the high school?"
"Of course I don't think that," Harry protested. "We need you chicks, and we need your cunts as much as you need us. Besides, half of the female teachers are crazy uptight old maids."
"And virgins, too," Mary said scornfully. "It would probably take two years of hard work to teach them how to be just passable fuckers."
"I know all that, Mary," Harry snapped impatiently. "You're not telling me anything new."
"I am telling you something new," she retorted. "It shouldn't be new to you, but it looks like it is."
"Okay," Harry snarled, "so spit it out."
"Like this, ass-hole," Mary said. "You're not running this show, and don't you forget that. You're outnumbered by the students, really outnumbered."
"Yes," Harry said, "but Tom and I have the power to really fuck you up because we are teachers. We could manage to have you suspended, or fail you, something like that. We have power to do things to you that would stay on your records forever."
"Hot shit," Mary sneered. "That's all an illusion of yours!"
"Illusion my ass," yelled Harry. He was really getting pissed off. Not only was he getting competition from Tom, that idiotic prick, but now, the whole set-up of the Kocks and Kunts was being threatened by the students, and he was having to take all the lip from Mary, while Tom was busy fucking Sally, t wasn't fair! Harry fell into a fury of rage.
He leapt up off the floor and walked over to Sally and Tom, who were in the last gasping furious moments preceding orgasm.
"Hey you," Harry yelled to Tom. But Tom, of course, was oblivious to him. His ass moved frantically as he pumped faster and faster into Sally's hot wet cunt.
Suddenly, Sally let a low sexual moan rip out of her throat, and she shouted, "I'm coming, oh I can't stand it."
"Hold tight," Tom gasped as his hands slipped under her buttocks. With a powerful draw of his arms, he brought her body even closer to his, so that her hips and crotch were glued to his groin.
"Fuck me faster, harder," Sally moaned.
"I am," Tom gasped.
"I want somebody to fuck me in the ass," Sally wailed. "Right now."
In an instant, Harry was lying on the floor, naked, and shoving against Sally's body.
"Hey, this is going to be great," Laura said. She let go of Sally's wrists, while Suzy let go of the writhing girl's ankles. Now, Harry and Tom repositioned Sally's body so that she was lying on her side instead of on her back.
They did it quickly and efficiently, so that Tom's cock never left her cunt, even for an instant. Obviously, they had a lot of experience manipulating bodies engaged in sex.
Now, Sally was lying on her right side, and
Tom was lying also sideways, pressing against her body, his cock still pumping into her cunt.
Harry was kneeling at Sally's ass-hole, watching it as it pumped frantically, thrusting to suck in Tom's cock, and retreating to withdraw itself from the hard, punching brutality of his thrusts.
"Somebody get me the jar of vaseline," Harry said.
"Get it yourself," he heard Mary sneer.
Harry looked up and gave her a cold stare.
"What the fuck are you trying to do, sister, break up the Kocks and Kunts?"
"You know who's trying to break it up," Mary retorted nastily. "And you know it's not me.
"What the fuck is going on?" Laura asked. "Have we missed something?" Suzy asked curiously.
"Nothing much," Mary said. "This stupid prick of a teacher is starting to give us orders. He's pissed off because of Stan, the new student Larry just brought in. He says there can't be any new members unless they are interviewed by the teachers first."
"What?" Laura shrieked. "Did all you Kocks and Kunts hear that?"
"They're trying to take over," Suzy, her friend, yelled. "The motherfuckers."
Suddenly, a full-fledged rebellion was brewing in the room. All the Kocks and Kunts began whispering angrily among themselves. They always knew that this day would come, when the two teachers, Tom and Harry, tried to turn into dictators. But, they had hoped against hope, that it wouldn't happen. They had wanted all of them to enjoy total equality as individuals and as sexual beings.
After all, Tom and Harry were, in the sexual sense, no different from any of the other male students. Just because they were teachers was no reason for them to rule or dominate.
Suddenly a low, calm male voice spoke out.
"I know I'm a new member," said Stan, "and maybe I shouldn't interfere."
"Go ahead," Mary said. "Tell us what you have to say."
"Yeah, right on," Suzy said.
Her butch friend Laura raised her fist in the sign of some type of group defiance. All the other Kocks and Kunts murmured agreement.
"Tell us what you think," said Penny, sliding up to the tall, graceful form of Stan.
"Right, we want to hear about this shit," said a few other student voices.
"Well," said Stan, "I think you should let them finish fucking. I mean the two teachers and that chick."
"You mean Sally," Laura said.
"Yes, Sally," Stan replied. "After all, they are right in the middle of fucking, and that is a sacred act. It shouldn't be interfered with."
"He's right," Mary said, sidling up to him too. She and Penny exchanged poisonous glances.
"Then," Stan continued, "after they have finished fucking, you can call a special meeting, tonight or some other night, and talk over the arrangements of the Kocks and Kunts."
"Right on," Laura bellowed.
"I agree," said Suzy.
"Look at them," Penny added, "Tom and Sally are still hot as bombs, and neither one of them has come yet."
"It's a shame," one of the Kocks said. "No matter what they're trying to do to us, we should still let them finish fucking."
"Why doesn't somebody go get the vaseline, so that Harry can butt-fuck her too?" laughed.
Mary ran over to the bathroom. In an instant, she was back with a jar of vaseline.
Harry grabbed it anxiously. He had hardly heard the murmurs of mutiny that had been going up around him. While the students were listening to Stan, and muttering among themselves, Harry was engrossed in a study of Sally's ass-hole.
He put his hands on both of the delicious, rounded buttocks. His hands pressed hard into them, and his fingers curled into the soft, pliable flesh so that the fingernails dug into the skin, leaving little half-moon bruises in it.
He stretched apart her ass cheeks, even while she was pumping furiously to receive the thrusts of Tom's magnificent cock.
"I'm going to fuck your ass-hole," he said to Sally, whispering in her ear.
Even though she was half-unconscious from the force of her lust, Sally picked up on his words.
"Go on, go on," she urged. "Fuck me in the ass.
"I'm going to fuck the shit out of you."
"Good," Sally gasped. "I love to be butt-fucked. I love to have my ass-hole stretched."
"I promise you, I'm going to stretch your ass-hole like nobody ever stretched it before."
"I hope so," Sally gasped. "What the fuck are you waiting for?"
"They're bringing me the vaseline," Harry said.
"Well then," Sally whispered, her body still moving with the rhythmic fuck thrusts of Tom's cock, "put your mouth on it."
"Want me to eat out your ass-hole?" Harry asked. He couldn't believe his luck. If there was one thing he liked to do almost as much as he liked sucking and eating and chewing cunts, it was rimming ass-holes, especially fresh young ass-holes like Sally's.
Quickly, he brought his mouth down to her ass-hole. His tongue flicked out for an instant, covering the pulsing pink young ass-hole in one long wet lick.
"Oh," Sally moaned. "That felt delicious. Do it again."
"I can stick my tongue into it if you want."
"Yes," said Sally. "I want you to stick your tongue as deep into my ass-hole as you can, then move it around in there a lot, a whole lot."
"I will," Harry promised. "I'll make you come from rimming your ass-hole before Tom, that dumb prick, can make you come by fucking you in the cunt."
"Go ahead," Sally laughed. "Try and see. It should be fun."
"Wait until I get that vaseline."
"I can't," Sally whined, "that's the whole point. I want you to rim me right away."
"Okay," Harry said. "I'm going to work up a big wad of spit in my mouth for now."
"Hurry, hurry," Sally gasped.
"Yeah," Tom mumbled. Even though he had been pumping into Sally's cunt for at least five minutes now, maybe even ten, and had been on the very brink of orgasm many times, he still had not come. His self-control was remarkable.
"Okay, here goes," said Harry.
"Go on," Tom urged. "It would be great if all three came together."
"Oh yeaah," Sally moaned. "I want to have a screaming, creaming orgasm, with both of you pumping your gism into me."
"Oh wow," Harry moaned, aroused at the very thought. He felt his prick lengthening and thickening even more at the prospect.
"Don't worry, baby," Tom mumbled. "I'll shoot you so full, it'll be pouring out of you for hours."
"All show and no dough," Sally complained. "Give them a chance to bring me the vaseline," Harry said.
"He's right," said Tom, "don't be so greedy."
At last, Mary returned with the jar of vaseline.
"Where the fuck have you been, you stupid cunt?" Harry snarled.
"Don't talk to me in that tone of voice, teach," Mary yelled.
As Harry reached up to take the vaseline from her hand, she pulled it back, tantalizing him.
"Yeah," Laura bellowed, "you ugly prick. Don't talk to a sister like that."
"We won't be pushed around by no teachers," Suzy shouted.
"Right on," Penny said.
There was an instant tension in the air. The sudden hostility that sprang up between Tom, Harry, and the students, made the air electric with violence, or the threat of it.
Suddenly, Stan spoke up. "Let's let them all finish what they're doing, okay, then, like I suggested, all the Kocks and Kunts can get together, and have a special meeting to discuss this."
"He's right," Laura said.
"Yeah," Suzy added, "we can take a vote and kick Tom and Harry out of the club."
"Right on," Mary said. "Who the fuck needs them anyway?"
"The lousy pricks," Suzy said. "They're not even that good anyway."
"Yeah," Penny added. "I'll bet our new member, Stan, can out fuck and outsuck them both."
"Let's have a contest!" Mary screamed. "I'll be the object. Whoever can out fuck each other, I mean whoever can fuck me the longest, and satisfy me the most, wins."
"Oh no you don't," said Laura, "now you're trying to take over."
"Forget it, Mary," Suzy snapped. "It's got to be done democratically or not at all."
"Why not let them finish?" Stan suggested quietly.
Everybody suddenly realized that they had been bickering senselessly and without results for the past half hour. If they kept it up for another few minutes, Tom and Harry and Sally would all get cold, and lose interest in fucking. That way, everybody would lose out, because the little bit of the voyeur in all of them would have to remain unsatisfied.
Mary handed Harry the jar of vaseline. Instantly, he opened it, and began to smear the gooey stuff all over his immense, rampant prick. After the prick was gooey and slimy with vaseline, and glittering in the light, he turned his attention to Sally's tight, pinkish young ass-hole.
"Wow," he raved, "that ass-hole looks so tight, it could be virginal. Is it?" he asked Sally.
"What do you think?" she laughed. "How should I know?" Harry asked.
"Look," Tom bellowed. "You two better stop fucking around. I'm about ready to come, and if you two don't start cooperating, I'm going to come without you!"
"Get serious, Harry," Sally said.
Quickly, Harry began to smear the gooey vaseline all around the puckered brown halo surrounding Sally's ass-hole. As his fingers spread the vaseline, she quivered with lust. The anal stimulation obviously appealed to her. It added a bit of spice to the activities.
Tom had been pumping his cock in and out of her for the past half hour, and she was already used to the sensation.
Even though he did have a gigantic prick, and even though her cunt hole was incredibly tight, Sally had by now gotten used to it. After all, the female cunt was big enough to accommodate the passage of a baby. Once it was stretched, the pain was only initial, but after a while the expanded cunt got used to its state of expansion, and the pain stopped entirely.
In the case of a sexual situation, the eroticism also stopped entirely because there was no feeling there, no pressure, and no sense of being filled. That was why the male, having once penetrated the female vagina, had to use the utmost sensitivity to figure out just exactly how long he should keep pumping, and how long he should let his blood-engorged prick stay inside the cunt without pumping his way to orgasm.
By now, Tom's prick had, so to speak, overstayed its welcome in Sally's cunt. She couldn't even feel him there any more. All she could feel was the sticky, unpleasant wetness of her come that had oozed out in the initial stages of their fucking, and his pre-come lubricant, now all dry and stiff, and matting her pubic hairs.
She thrilled with a savage passion when she felt her other erotic zone, her ass-hole, being caressed, handled and fingered by Harry's soft, smooth vaseline-coated finger. It felt delicious, and it felt too good to be true.
Sally felt her insides begin to churn with lust again. She wanted it, and she wanted it badly.
"Come on," she moaned. "For goodness sake, Harry, ram it in, will you?"
"Listen, when I do things, I like to do things right," he said.
"Right, wrong, I don't give a shit any more," Sally whined. "I'm sick of this."
"What are you sick of?" Tom demanded. Somehow, he had taken her remark as a personal slight.
"I'm sick of being fucked to death on this hard cold floor for the past hour, and not having one single fucking orgasm, that's what I'm sick of," Sally whined.
"Don't blame me," Tom snarled, his withering prick still hot inside her cunt. "If it weren't for these ass-hole students, we could have had five orgasms already. They've been running around and screaming this whole time. What normal man could get sexually aroused enough to have an orgasm if he is surrounded by two dozen screaming, hostile teenagers?"
"Don't you worry, honey," said Harry. "Uncle Harry will help you get your rocks off with one good, stiff solid butt-fucking. You'll see.
"I'm waiting," Sally said sarcastically. Suddenly, a gasp of arousal ripped from her lips.
Harry's stiff hard finger, coated as it was with vaseline, had just ripped into her ass-hole.
Sally's ass-hole, like her cunt, was unusually tight. And the pressure of that finger, ramming into her like that, was enough to set off a flurry of sexual arousal inside her body. It felt better and bigger than Tom's cock, because it was new, it was a new sensation.
"Oh, do that some more," Sally begged.
"Sure honey," Harry said in an oily voice. "Harry isn't just your biology teacher you know, he's your friend too. Don't you forget it."
"Shut up and make me feel good," Sally snapped. "Finger-fuck my ass-hole first, then stick your dong into it."
"I will, I will," said Harry. "Don't you worry. I'll make you come before that limp prick Tom does."
"Now that you mention it, Tom's dick is getting a little limp," Sally said sarcastically.
"If you two would shut up, and start fucking, this problem wouldn't even exist," Tom snarled.
Suddenly, Harry withdrew his finger from Sally's ass-hole. He felt the ass-hole was pulsating, expanding and contracting with the familiar pre-orgasmic rhythms of lust. He felt that it was ready to be pierced and penetrated boldly, brutally, so that it would leave an impression on her forever.
And that's what he wanted to do, leave a strong sexual impression on Sally, so she would never want to fuck anybody else. He wanted to eliminate Tom from the competition, and he wanted to put a stop to all the stupid shit about student power and student leadership in the Kocks and Kunts Club.
He knew that Sally was fast on her way to becoming the hot Kunt in the club, and if he could become her favorite fucking and sucking partner, he was sure to keep some degree of power in the group. Power, that's what he wanted.
like all other high school teachers, Harry was frustrated financially, and as a result, he was frustrated sexually. He didn't have the kind of money that drew women to him, that was for sure. The Kocks and Kunts were his only form of sex life for the past year. He had gotten used to it, and he wasn't about to give it up. He meant to stay in the Kocks and Kunts at any expense, even if he had to cut Tom's throat to do it.
Any normal man would feel the same way, Harry reasoned. Who in his right mind would give up two dozen hot throbbing fresh young cunts without a fight?
So, as he positioned his massive rammer at the tight tiny mouth of Sally's ass-hole, he promised to give it all he had, which was plenty, even compared with Tom, and his gigantic prick.
Tom might have been hung like a dragon, but Harry was thicker, and, he thought, a whole lot smarter.
"Come on, fuck me," Sally begged. Her voice betrayed real irritation.
"Baby, you're a lucky girl," Harry bellowed, "because here I come!"
"It's about time," Sally whined. "I have to pee and I have to shit, and I'm hungry, and I'm getting bored. If this is the best the Kocks and Kunts can do, maybe I should go elsewhere."
"Aw sweetheart," Harry said in an oily voice, "don't talk to your good old biology teacher that way. I'll do my best, and I promise it will be good."
"Give the Kocks and Kunts another chance, Sally," Laura said.
"Right," Stan said calmly. "After all, you've only fucked the teachers, right? You haven't tried any of the students.
"True," said Sally, "maybe that was my mistake, that's why I've been lying here spread-eagled like a fool for the past hour, and neither one of these dumb pricks has been able to make me come yet."
"Try a student next time," Larry suggested.
"Yes," said Stan, "try me."
"What," Harry bellowed, "now wait a minute."
"I challenge you to a fucking and sucking contest," Stan said calmly.
"Who me?" Harry demanded.
"Yes, you, and the other teacher, Tom."
"Well, I'll be. Go ahead," Harry yelled angrily. "And I challenge you right back, you limp young inexperienced prick."
"Good enough," Stan smiled. "Now you go ahead with your efforts to satisfy Sally, both of you, and then when you're done, I'll be her partner. That is," he added, "if nobody minds."
Nobody minded. It was a deal. The excitement was at a fever pitch. An out-and-out fucking and sucking contest between one student and two teachers. The outcome of the contest was crucial. The little power struggle going on between the Kocks and the Kunts and the teachers hinged upon Stan's stamina, and his prick power!