Chapter 4
She awoke on the couch. Flustered, she jumped to her feet. She hadn't even undressed. She had slept sitting on the couch. She saw that her skirt had a deep fold in the front and blushed as she thought of herself sleeping, her skirt pulled up, her panties pulled to one side. It was late, almost time for the boys to be getting up. She hurried in and showered. As the hot water of the shower pounded at her, she found herself thinking of Jerry and wondered if he slept well last night. A bitter smile came to her lips and she wondered why he had denied herself the pleasure that she wanted so badly.
As she stepped out into the hall the boys made he usual shouting, banging noises as they woke, showered and made ready for breakfast After they thundered out and headed for the hall, she made a quick tour of the rooms to make certain that no one had overslept. When she came to Jerry's room, she hesitated and tad to force herself to open the door. He wasn't in lie room and she was uncertain whether or not she was relieved. She tried not to think of what she would have done if he had been there.
When the boys came back to the dorm, they gave her cheerful hellos and acted in their normal manner, but she sensed some undercurrent in their glances and half-smiles. She recalled the unreal happenings the morning before and felt a surge of emotion. She was puzzled at herself and wasn't certain what the emotion was, but she was certain that it wasn't totally fear!!
Just as he had the day before, Teddy started it again. He was walking in with another boy, and as he saw her standing by the stairs he started to talk, pretending that it was part of a conversation.
"Oh yeah!!! That's the way I like them, nice and big, soft but not so that they sag, you know what I mean?" The other boy darted a glance at Gloria and nodded, trying not to look guilty. Teddy pretended to notice her for the first time. "Oh, good morning Miss Henderson, it's a great day isn't it?" As he talked he held a rolled paper in front of him. As he continued with his comments he moved closer to her. She almost jerked away when the roll that he held pressed against her and between her thighs!! "Oh, Miss Henderson, I thought I'd tell you Jerry Perrine is up and around this morning, so I guess he'll go to classes today." As he spoke he jiggled and rolled the paper, pressing it directly against her groin. She wanted to reach out and strike him but she knew better.
"I won't give him" the satisfaction, he won't shake me!!" she said to herself but despite her refusal to respond to his overt teasing, she felt herself flush and then she flushed even harder when she felt the stabs of pleasure that the hard roll was producing!
"Fine Teddy, I'm glad that he is better. A fall like that can be dangerous. Do you have any other gossip to report?" Her refusal to respond to his actions took him by surprise.
"Uh-no ma'am, nothing unusual." "Fine, then I suggest that you get on with your cleanup duties and prepare for class." Ted saw that he couldn't gain anything by standing there and turned away with a false smile on his face. As he and the other boy went up the stairs she heard the boy laugh at Teddy and felt a surge of pleasure that she had bested the little beast. As soon as they were out of sight she almost fell because her knees were shaking so badly. The roll of paper had agitated her and she was more aroused than she wanted to admit, even to herself.
She didn't dare go up the stairs this time as she knew that the rash of suggestive talk and the "accidental" touches would continue at an even higher rate. "This can't go on! I have to see Dr. Silvers no matter what kind of a man he is personally. He won't allow this sort of thing to happen, I know he won't!!"
As soon as the warning bell rang and the boys ft, she hurried across the campus and ran up the stairs. Without stopping at the office desk she hurried directly to his office door and knocked.
"Come in, please," he called, and she was almost surprised to enter his office and find that Alma Polenski wasn't in the room. "Well, Miss Henderson! I am pleased to see you. I'm afraid I've rather left you on your own. I do apologize, but we have had a very busy past few days. I think we're back to normal now. Is there anything that I can do for you now?"
Gloria took a deep breath and launched into her story. She kept clear of the window incident and her association with Jerry, but she told of the suggestive talk and Teddy. "So you see Dr. Silvers, Teddy is an older boy and a natural leader. I feel that unless I can control him I have no hope with the other boys."
He frowned. "Yes, I've had my problems with him as well. I am so sorry that this sort of thing has come up, Miss Henderson. I'm certain you have a rather grim view of our school. Here, you look upset. Come over to the couch and we'll fix you a drink and help you relax."
Gloria was surprised at his attitude but she was still so upset she moved to the couch without a thought. Silvers kept up a line of chatter as he poured two stiff drinks.
"Oh Doctor, not so much, please. I'm not much of a drinker!"
"Nonsense, Gloria-may I call you Gloria? A drink is exactly what we both need. It clears the air, don't you think? Good! Now, bottoms up my dear, that's the way. Drink it down, there's more-ha ha!!"
Not wanting to cause comment she dutifully drank the drink in one long swallow. The whiskey burned her throat and made her head spin. "Ohoo, that burns!" Silvers swiftly took her empty glass and refilled it.
"That's it, relax. Here's your drink." She took the glass. The burning sensation had faded and left a warmth in her stomach. It felt good and she was surprised to note she wanted the second.
Five minutes later she sighed and shifted her position on the couch. She noted a dizzy feeling and remembered she hadn't eaten yet today. The alcohol had gone directly into her system. Dr. Silvers was watching her intently. He moved from the chair and sat beside her on the couch.
"My dear, you just relax and I'll see to the boy. My, you do look tense. See how tight your neck is." She was startled to feel his fingers on her neck. She was tempted to pull away but his strong fingers did feel good! She shut her eyes and enjoyed the feel of the massage. "So the boy poked at you with a paper! I understand that it was most improper but did he hurt you? No? Good, now just relax, just loosen up." He turned towards her. Gently he helped her turn until her shoulders were towards him. His hands stroked and soothed her tense muscles. It was a long time before she realized that his hands were moving in wider circles! Little warning shocks came to her but she felt so drowsy! The drinks had calmed her and made her unwilling to move. The strong fingers moved to her shoulders and arms. As he moved down her arms, his fingertips brushed across her breasts. Each touch seemed to please her more. She was distressed to feel a sexual excitement growing in her.
"Uh-thank you, Dr. Silvers, I feel much better now. You don't have to go on you know."
"I know my dear, but I don't mind. To tell you the truth I do rather enjoy it. You have a very nice body and it is a pleasure to touch it." As he spoke, one hand continued to stroke her arm and breast. The other moved down her spine. Up and down, each stroke of his hand sent ripples of sensations through her body. When the full impact of what he had said came to her she felt a more urgent need to escape from his searching hands.
"Touch it," she echoed dully. "I'm not certain that I want you to touch me. I have no intention of allowing you to touch me like this!"
"Hush, my dear. Relax, you have misunderstood me. Fm only trying to help you feel better. Believe me, there is no harm intended." But despite the soothing words she became aware that the one hand on her back had found her zipper and was pulling it down! Before she could protest, the zipper was undone and the top half of her dress was loosened. "There my dear, I can massage you even better without the dress in the way, don't you think?" She didn't think so but it was easier to pretend than to pull away from those warm fingers that now traced paths of sensation across her sensitive skin. The hand on her arm became bolder and she felt the fingertips trace the curve of her breast and brush back and forth across the area where her nipple lay. It rose instantly!!
"My, you are so tense, Gloria. Here, lean forward and we'll try to get rid of this problem for you." She wanted to argue but the fingers on her breast caught her by the nipple and pinched gently. The surge of excitement that raced through her erased all of her objections and she obediently leaned forward. She didn't protest when she felt her dress being pushed down her shoulders and over her arms. Soon she was sitting there, her dress down to her waist. She felt his knowing fingers grip the hooks on her bra and it too was loosened and pushed down her arms. The feel of the air in the room on her bared breasts aroused her and she was about to protest when his hand gripped her shoulders and pulled her back towards him. His hands left her shoulders and reaching down, cupped both breasts!!
"Ohhh, please, Dr. Silvers. I don't think you should-" she couldn't finish the sentence. As his strong hands cupped and toyed with her breasts a terrible fever came over her. The drinking and allowing him to touch her like that took away any chance that she had to be upset or outraged. Besides, the feeling that he was producing in her was so goooooood!! He had her pulled back against his chest now, his head very close to hers and she could feel his warm breath on her cheek.
"Gloria, you like this don't you? I know you do my dear, so just relax and let me help you." The words had a double meaning and she heard her inner voice urging her to leave, not to let him take any further liberties with her, but even as she thought that the primitive part of her mind urged her to look down. Her eyes focused on his hands and she watched as the fingers stroked and pulled her swollen nipples. She felt her breasts swell and grow hard as the excitement rose in her. Her drunken brain was unable to think any further than the pleasure she felt and her inner voice was pushed aside.
He changed tactics and turned her to the front and bent his head. She gasped when she felt his mouth attack one nipple and the suction from his lips on the swollen flesh aroused her even more. Slowly he sucked and licked each nipple and she found herself eagerly changing position in order to bring her breasts in range of his seeking mouth. Her head was thrown back and as she felt his touches she tried not to think; but against her will, images of her only lover came to her. She recalled his touch too and her excitement rose even higher.
"I don't understand myself," she thought. "I don't like him, he is a bad man. Why am I letting him do this? How can a man that I dislike so much arouse me like this? I've got to stop this before he goes any further. I can't let this go on!" But despite her thoughts she made no effort to push him away and no effort to escape the sensual enjoyment that she was feeling.
"Stand up my dear, you must be uncomfortable with all those things around your poor waist like that."
"Oh my God! He's going to undress me!!" her mind warned her but she couldn't resist and stood up. She heard him chuckle and was going to respond sharply to his humor but forgot it when she felt his hands find her waist and slip her dress down over her hips and to the floor. The fingers found her waist band and the half-slip and her panties followed.
She stood completely naked, swaying in front of him. He looked at her lush body for a moment before he tugged at her hand, and she half sat, half fell back on the couch. She felt the rough fabric of the couch under her tender thighs before she fully realized that she was naked with him. Naked with a man you don't even like, not even a little bit!! He gave her little time to reflect on that before his hands were busy on her quaking frame. She closed her eyes and felt the fingers tracing the curves, touching and teasing her, searching out the secret places that aroused her to even higher excitement. Strong fingers pressed between her tightly clenched thighs and searched through the dark chestnut forest of her pubic hair. One of the fingers traced down deeper and deeper until it found the opening and touched her tender tissues. A sigh escaped her before she knew it was happening. Using a gentle circular motion, the finger moved up and down the open slit. She felt her moisture gathering there. Each motion of his finger sent jolts of electric pleasure through her body. Looking down, she watched as the finger slipped up and down the hairy slit.
"Open your thighs, my dear. We need more room if we are going to help you relax properly." She had decided that she couldn't do that, would never do that for this man, but as she watched with unbelieving eyes, her thighs opened slowly. She tried to stop them but it was as if they belonged to someone else. She saw the deep red flesh of her opening, saw the wet and matted hairs and moaned over and over as she watched his fingers search and examine her most intimate places. His finger moved faster and faster and she could not prevent herself from responding. Her belly began to shake and quiver and she was most ashamed to see her pelvis begin to bump up against his finger. She almost cried as her groin began the eternal rotating motion.
"Do you feel better, Gloria?"
"Oh, oh yes! Yes. Please give me more, I can't stand this!!" It was a few seconds before she clearly understood that the hoarse begging voice was hers and that she had completely lost control of her reserve.
"Of course, Gloria," he answered soothingly. "How foolish of me, I will give you more right now."
He released her and stood before the couch. She was bewildered for a moment and was about to protest until she saw that he was undressing. She reclined on the rough material and watched as his clothing fell away. She held her breath as the belt was undone and the zipper slid down. He pulled his trousers and shorts off and she found herself staring with hunger at his aroused penis. It was large and seemed so menacing to her as she stared at it. He smiled at her, and taking the jutting pole in his hand he lightly ran his fingers up a d down the shaft as if he wanted her to see his instrument in all its size and hardness.
"Here it is, the finest relaxer in the world! Come here and touch it-feel how it wants you." She didn't respond so he chuckled and reached down. His fingers caught her arm and pulled her upright. He continued to pull at her until she sat on the forward edge of the cushion, then he stepped forward. For a terrible moment she was certain that he meant to press the hard shaft into her mouth, and the memory of Alma and Teddy sprang into her mind. She was frightened and tried to draw her head back. Silvers saw the motion and laughed out loud.
"My dear, relax. There is time enough to teach you later and it is apparent that you will require some teaching, isn't it?" Still laughing, he forced one of her hands up and made her close her fingers around the pulsing shaft. Once it was in her hand fever raged in her belly. She had never desired a man as she did now, never in her life, even in moments that she had considered lewd in her past had she felt the need so sharply.
"Do you want more my dear? If you do you'll have to tell me that you do." She wanted to refuse to ask, to pull away, and leave but the warmth grew and compelled her to talk.
"Yes please, I want it, please don't tease me now To make him feel her urgent need, she gripped him tightly and masturbated him for a few strokes. He laughed again and roughly pushed her back on the couch. She fell limp and as she lay there she stared up at him with clouded eyes.
"Open your thighs, Gloria, open them wide and show me that you really need it. Do as I say, my dear, or I'll leave the room now!!" Feeling humiliated and degraded she opened her thighs as wide as she could and tried to lift her pelvis towards his organ. Sensing that he had gone as far as he could at that point, he slipped between her thighs and nuzzled the head of the penis into her wet opening. Gloria trembled and sighed as she felt it probe and search her labia, the head running up and down and wetting itself in her lubrication. Each time he moved the head found her clitoris and rudely bumped it. The pleasure was overpowering and she bit her lip to keep from screaming. At last he tired of toying with her and centered himself in her. With one terrible plunge he was in her as far as he could go.
"Ohooooooo," she screamed as the pain mingled with pleasure. Her tight vagina was stretched to the ripping point and she felt as if she had been invaded by a log!! He grunted and sighed and began to whisper savagely in her ear.
"Ahhh, you are so tight my dear! What you feel is my cock, my prick. Can you feel it?" The urgent whispered demanded an answer.
"Yesssssss, I can feel it!!"
"Feel what, Gloria?" She knew what he wanted her to say and she heard herself sobbing and groaning before she formed the words.
"Ohhh, I feel your cock. I feel your big hard prick Bp in me. It hurts, but oh, how I want it all. Please give it to me, more, more!!" She heard him grunt with satisfaction and felt the powerful strokes as they opened her until she fit him like a glove. She felt shame at her vulgar admission and doubted that she could ever look at herself in the mirror without thinking of how she had begged for this, but the shame was nothing in comparison to the sensual pleasure that she felt as she lay beneath the man. He reached down and raised her thighs until they were almost on his shoulders. That gave him more room and she felt him plunge even deeper into her, his swollen tip battering and thudding against the mouth of her womb. Despite her efforts she heard herself sobbing and crying for more and more!! He pressed down on her thighs and she felt trapped and helpless as he screwed her with his hard shaft. His motions grew more frenzied and she felt the rise of excitement. Pleasure upon pleasure rained on her and she couldn't lie still. The only movement left to do was to roll and twist her hips and she did it Grunting and sobbing, she pressed and ground her throbbing clitoris against the hard stalk. Like a rutting animal Silvers hung over her; she could hear his panting breath and feel his chest heave as he labored for air.
The room began to spin and she had to shut her eyes because she couldn't stand to watch it. All the frustrations and unfulfilled excitements of the past days seemed to center between her thighs, and her hunger was so intense that all pretense of modesty and reserve had deserted her. The excitement rose in her and she knew that she was on the verge of a climax. Shudders of unbelievable pleasure ran through her as she sobbed and cried out.
Silvers was excited too and she felt him jerk and twist as he frantically pressed into her. She felt him grunt and thrust deeply and at that same moment a huge wave of sensation washed over her and tore her loose from her sanity. She screamed and tore at him as her pleasure ripped into her; she felt his jet of fluid spurting into her, making his organ slip and glide over her terribly tender flesh.
Moment by moment his strokes became slower and shorter, the pleasure drained away, all motion slowed until they lay still. Her mind whirled and she couldn't form any coherent thoughts at first. All she was a ware of was his body as it pressed down on her and the soreness of her vagina as it still held him. No words were spoken and the only sounds in the room were the ticking of the clock and his heavy breathing mingled with hers.
At last he raised himself up to his elbows and smiled down at her.
"Very nice, Gloria, very nice indeed, and I'm sure that in time you will be even nicer, don't you agree?" She felt shock at his rude comment but she was entirely too exhausted to respond, she felt drained of all tension, all strength. She tried to feel ashamed of her behavior, the animal response she made to this man, but the languor she felt brushed any thoughts of morality and shame aside.
He got up and walked across the room, and as he walked she stared at his flaccid organ as it hung between his thighs. She tried to recall it as it pressed into her, to remember the sweet pain she had felt as it had stretched and probed her but somehow me limp flesh didn't remind her of the proud staff in her belly. She heard water running and saw him washing himself. He returned to the couch with a rag and a towel.
"Here you are, you can clean up and I'll make us some fresh drinks. I think we both earned them." The smug look of satisfaction on his face annoyed her and she felt anger at how she had been used. Regardless of her anger she used the rag and the towel. The warm water soothed her irritated flesh and made her feel fresher. He came back to the couch and sat beside her. He pressed another large drink into her hand.
"Ahhhhh, that tastes good!!" He drank and motioned for her to do the same. She was reluctant to drink more but she was thirsty and the cold glass in her hand was inviting. The glass tipped in her fingers and the cold liquid ran down her parched throat Almost instantly she felt the warmth in her stomach spread and enter her veins. A shudder ran through her and she was instantly sorry that she had taken the drink.
"Oh, that one hit bottom, eh? Well my dear, the only cure for that is another swallow!!" She tried to protest as she felt his hand on hers and felt him lifting the glass to her lips again, but her lips opened in reflex action and she swallowed as the drink poured down her throat This time the reaction wasn't so violent but she did feel it hit her. She tried to shake off the effects but felt a growing wooziness. Silvers was near, she could feel the heat from his body. She wasn't surprised when his hand fell on her thigh. His ringers were cool as they traced little patterns on her smooth flesh. She tried to ignore the touch but the little tingles of pleasure spread up her leg to her groin. She shifted position in a vain attempt to dislodge his hand but it only allowed the fingers to go lower down to her inner thigh. His touch on the tender flesh there was even more disturbing!!
"Why is he doing this?" she wondered to herself as she repressed a shudder. The pleasure from his touch was stronger now. "Why? he's already had me, he got what he wanted, why do all this now? Certainly he can't want me again, not yet!" But his fingers slipped higher up her thigh and their effect was instant.
"Gloria, I sense in you a woman of real hunger but I am sorry to say that I also sense that you have spent a great deal of your life being ashamed of your hunger and repressing it. I know how you feel, my dear, and I'm going to help you understand your hungers and learn to accept them." Gloria felt as if he had struck her! The fact that he was disturbingly correct was bad enough, but how dare he sit calmly by and announce he was going to help her!!
"See here Dr. Silvers! Just because we-" He calmly placed his finger to her lips and silenced her.
"Gloria, please don't become modest and upset Relax."
She became a bit frightened and tried to sit up and pull away but he was too strong and held her down. The hand on her thigh rose up the flesh until the finger tips were laying lightly on her swollen mound. The feel of his hand there came as a shock. She was ashamed to admit, even to herself, the pleasure it gave. The tingling pleasure she had felt before became a solid current and the excitement rose in her belly. He could sense the change in her and took advantage of it. The fingers moved closer and as she looked down at his hand she saw the forefinger insert itself between her hairy lips. As if it had eyes the fingertip found her clitoris and touched it gently in a circular motion.
"Ohooo, please don't! I don't want-" She was unable to say it! Unable to admit what she was being led to do. She felt confused and the growing excitement she felt refused to allow her mind to function.
His other hand was no longer holding her down. His fingers were toying with her nipples and the pleasure they brought ran down her torso into the spreading pool of pleasure between her thighs.
She tried not to respond but even as she told herself she wouldn't, she felt her pelvis rise and her hips rotate. She wanted to cry and protest his casual handling of her but when she opened her mouth a long sigh came out.
"Ahh, Gloria likes this, doesn't she?" She heard his question but refused to answer him. "Now Gloria, let this be the first lesson. You must respond, you must rid yourself of these prudish ideas. Tell me where is my finger? Speak up dear!" As he insisted on a response he increased the speed of his finger in her and she gasped as the need grew.
"Aghhh, it's-it's inside me."
"No, that's baby talk, where is my finger?" The finger twirled and twisted in her.
"It's in my vagina."
"No! That's prudish baby talk. My finger is in your cunt! Now where is my finger?"
"Phoooo, noooooo, ah, oh God! Your finger is in my ...cunt!!!"
"Good, now do you like me to put my finger in your cunt?"
She knew she couldn't resist answering him. "Yessss, oh yes, I like your finger in my cunt!!" She felt her face redden when he .laughed at her answer. His finger slowed and she groaned as it went lower and invaded her wet channel.
"Mmmmm," he sighed softly, "you are so tight. It's almost a crime for a full-grown woman to be as tight and unused as you are but still it does feel good!" The thick finger pressed deeper into her and she felt her thighs spread instinctively to give him more room. A her legs spread she felt his organ against her. It started to swell and twitch.
"There, you see? Your good friend down there wants some attention." She was confused and wasn't sure of what he expected of her. "Go on, touch him, hold him in your hand." She didn't want to touch him but she was so totally aroused now that she couldn't resist. Her hand trembled as she reached out and found the growing tube. It felt so strange in her hand, it wasn't hard yet but she could feel the stirrings and the stretching as her fingers caressed its length.
"Ahhh, that's nice Gloria. That is my cock, my dear, my prick! That's the cock that has fucked you and will fuck you again, isn't it?" The thought that the flesh she was handling had pressed into her, into the most private place in her body caused a larger thrill of excitement to throb up her arm. "Answer me Gloria, you want it to fuck you again don't you?"
"Yes, I want it to fuck me again-yes, I want it!!" She had no more modesty, she couldn't deny the desire that she felt swelling and growing inside her. She stared at the growing organ in her hand and tried to imagine it as it burrowed into her. She watched as his fingers toyed and pressed against her own sex and the visual stimulus fanned the flame to a higher pitch.
"There, there my dear, we will fuck again but first you must prepare me, you must get your friend hard and ready to give you the pleasure that you crave. Make me hard now, Gloria!"
A feeling of fear came back to her and she tried ot to think of what he might mean. She gripped him tighter and tried to masturbate him into a harder state.
"No Gloria," he said calmly as he pressed her hand down, stopping the motions. "I don't think that I want just your hand, as nice as it is. I want to feel my loving cock in between these full red lips!" She had almost known what he was going to demand. The picture of Alma sucking Teddy leapt into her mind and she felt a deep uncertainty. The thought of sucking the organ in her hand repelled her and sickened her but, still there was a tiny spark of excitement, some terrible devil in the back of her mind squirmed in ecstasy at the thought! She shuddered and tried to shake the thought away. Silvers was excited now and he mistook her reaction for one of refusal.
"Don't shake your head. You will suck my cock because I want you to do it!!" Quickly he shifted position and stood up. He caught her arm and pulled her roughly to a sitting position. Somehow she still held his penis in her hand. She felt it growing and stiffening as she came upright. Silvers smiled down at her. It was a hard smile and she saw the firm determination behind it. He didn't talk any more, he simply forced her thighs apart and moved forward. One hand slipped behind her neck and held her head steady as the swelling cock came closer to her face. He hunched his hips forward and she felt the head bump against her lips and skid across her cheek.
"Open your pretty mouth and suck. DO IT, GLORIA!!" There was a terrible sound of command in his voice and she felt a weakness spreading through her. Again the head rubbed across her lips and she felt moisture clinging to her.
He lost patience with words. She felt the pressure at the back of her head increase and then the fingers from his other hand pressed against the muscle of her jaw. The pain was severe and before she could resist she felt her jaw pop open!!
"Please, I can't-I never-Ulphhh, mmuphhh." Her words were muffled by the invading flesh. "Oh, dear God!!" her mind screamed. "He's put it in my mouth!! His cock is in my mouth, ohhhhh what am I going to do??"
"Ahhhhh, Gloria, that feels wonderful! Now darling, I want you to suck. Go slowly because you mustn't bite; don't let your teeth touch me because it would be painful and I might hit you before I could stop myself. Now suck, run your pretty tongue over the head as I pull back and when I press in I want you to suck as hard as you can." She was dazed, the horror that she felt grew as he pressed deeper into her wet and submissive mouth. The pressure at the back of her throat grew and she feared that she would be sick, but just in time, he pulled back. "Clamp your lips tight around me. and suck, suck!!" He was panting as he stood over her She felt the hairy pole receding, the swollen head ran across her tongue and she remembered that she was to lick it. She was licking and sucking and was surprised that there was no horrible taste! She was embarrassed to find that she enjoyed the feel of his saliva-slick flesh as it slid across her lips. Her nerve endings were tickled by the feeling. Soon he began to press her head down as he stroked forwards. He held her with both hands guiding her head, teaching her the rhythm. Her jaws ached and she felt a cramp in the muscles. Again he seemed to read her mind as he pulled free of her clinging lips; she was embarrassed by the dull pop the cock made as it pulled free.
"Lick up and down the shaft my dear. I imagine that your jaws ache, it isn't something that you get used to right away. But soon darling, soon you'll be able to give head without feeling a single ache; for now lick and kiss me dear."
She felt a sinking sensation in her belly as she did what she was told. "He's going to make me do this all the time!!" her mind whimpered but her train of thought was broken when he pressed her puckered mouth on the head and she was urged to kiss and lick the pulsing swollen tip. She could feel the terrible rod as it surged and trembled; it gave her some perverse thrill to know that his excitement was due to her and what she was doing for him, and the devil in her mind came back to life and gloried at the act she was being forced to do. He seemed to be more and more excited, his legs trembled and his breathing came faster and faster.
"Quick Gloria, put it back in your mouth, suck me darling, aghhhhhh, that's so good!!" She heard his sighing comments and felt his hands on her head as he guided it up and down on his out-thrust penis. She felt it swelling even more and she began to doubt that she could hold it if it grew much more. His strokes came faster and suddenly she knew what was happening! She wasn't just getting him harder for another session on the couch; the nasty man was going to ejaculate in her mouth!!! She became frantic at the thought of his coming in her mouth and she tried to pull away. She remembered Jerry's organ as it had erupted in her hand and the thought of taking all that white fluid in her mouth sickened her, it terrified her! But she could not pull away from his strong hands; they kept her mouth in place as the shaft plunged and withdrew, and her lips were sore but she couldn't free them. Her jaws ached again but she knew he wouldn't withdraw again, not until it was finished!!
He grunted through his teeth. "Here it comes!! Oh yes!! Suck, suck me harder, Gloria!" When she didn't suck fast enough she felt him strike her head and then her curved back as he began jabbing the cock in and out at a faster rate. "Ahhhhggggggg!! Suck, suck you bitch or I'll beat you into the floor!!"
As he spoke he began slapping her back and shoulders and she felt the first hot glob of come spit out of his organ and hit the roof of her mouth. His frenzy was catching and was spurred on by the blows. She sucked and pulled harder at him in a vain attempt to finish before he went mad. Jet after jet of the hot fluid filled her mouth and she was afraid that she would choke. She didn't want to swallow it but she had no choice, nature took over and she felt her throat working and the awful fluid was flowing down her gulping throat! He stopped hitting her and simply held her by the ears, pressing her mouth down on his cock, holding her steady as he drained liimself down her clogged throat.
After what seemed like hours, she felt the tension leave htm and he seemed to shrink a little. All movement ceased and she found herself bent forward, his 0rgan still buried deep in her tired mouth; there wasn't a sound the room. His grip on her ears loosened and then he stepped back. The limp organ slipped out, and looking down she shuddered when she saw that a dangling string of come still connected her mouth with its former tenant.
"Lovely, my dear, simply lovely. I'm certain that you and I will become the very best of friends." She was shocked and looked up at him. "Ha ha, that's right my dear, this isn't just a one-time affair; you and I must get together often. You still have much to learn and I'm sure you can tell that I'd enjoy teaching you. Now you must leave as I have an appointment soon, and I'm certain that you have duties that we have been neglecting." He smiled again and turned to pick up his fallen clothing.
Feeling stunned and abused she got to her feet and gathered her clothing. She stumbled across the room to the sink and hurriedly dressed. Once her clothing was in place she stared at the mirror. Her hair was wild, her face flushed, the area around her mouth looked red and puffy, but the worst was her lips. She saw flecks of white on them and in the corner of her mouth there was still a drop of milky fluid clinging to her flesh. Desperately she washed her face with cold water and then tried to smooth her hair with her hands. She could sense his impatience as he stood by the door. She turned and walked to him, and he stopped her. She felt his hand on her arm. As she stopped his hand dropped to her breast and gently squeezed it.
"I hope this has helped you relax my dear, it certainly has relaxed me!" His chuckle was obscene in her ears, the hand on her breast swooped down and pressed between her thighs, and for a moment the fingers rolled the damp lips between them. Then he let her go and as she stumbled down the hall she heard the door close. She walked past the desk and was aware of the knowing look on the face of the secretary but she refused to respond and made for the door.
Once outside she almost ran, she was so eager to reach the safety of her rooms. The drinking she had done still hampered her and she had to pay strict attention to keep from staggering as she walked. She was forced to keep her legs together because she felt she could walk better that way but when her thighs brushed against each other she became painfully aware mat he had aroused in her a terrible hunger and hadn't fed it! Each touch of her soft thighs fanned the flames in her groin and the desire became hotter with each step.
At last she made the dorm and was up the steps and into the hall. Her own door beckoned and she staggered towards it. After fumbling with the key she had it open and was pressing the door closed. She stood in the center of the room. Her body ached, her jaw was tired and she wanted to cry. She felt defiled and used and rushed to shower herself, determined to wash away not only the scent of Silvers but the vile desire that he had awakened in her!
She spent a long time in the shower, longer than usual, but even the sting of the shower, the chill of a cold shower could only cleanse her skin and help to sober her slightly. The hunger, the need was still raging in her and she almost wept as she sensed it.
Dressed only in her robe, she was drying her hair when there was a quiet knock at the door. At first she wasn't certain that she had heard it, then it came again. For a long moment she feared that Silvers had chosen to come to her but she dismissed that and hurried to the door. She opened it so quickly that Jerry Perrine was caught in the act of raising his hand to knock again. He looked embarrassed for a moment.
"Why are you here so early, Jerry? Class doesn't dismiss for another two hours."
"The last two periods are my gym periods and the coach said I should take it easy for a few days and let me off. I-I saw you come in and well, I guess I just wanted to-talk!" He blushed deep red and she almost laughed at his discomfort, but as she looked at him she became aware again of his muscular arms and his strong young body. Suddenly the desire flamed up in her and she almost gasped at its intensity. She had to restrain herself as she looked at him; she wanted to hug him and whisper filthy things in his ear. For a few moments she managed to control herself. Looking up and down the hall she made certain that no one else was near, then she stood aside and motioned for him to enter.
"Talk? Fine, come in Jerry". She was amazed that her tone was so normal, that her voice didn't shake 01 quiver as she spoke. He stepped in and she firmly shut and locked the door. He noticed the locked door and seemed to gain confidence. He ventured a smile at her but made no move towards her. She felt her entire body tremble as she walked to the boy. She put her hand on his arm and the feel of the firm flesh made her head whirl.
"Miss Henderson?"
"Please Jerry, don't talk, please!" He opened his mouth but then closed it. He stared at her hand on his arm and then his eyes looked deep into hers. Hesitantly, his other arm rose and went around her and he pulled her to him gently. She tilted her head and felt the warm firmness of his lips on hers. She lost the control that she had had and began to moan in her throat. "Jerry! Oh please, take me into the bedroom and do it! Jerry, please I'm almost begging you!!" He stared at her, his eyes were wide, he was still uncertain of what she was demanding of him. She pressed herself up against him and whispered in his ear.
"Oh, Jerry, don't you understand? Please honey, I want you to . . . You have to do it, you simply have to fuck me right how or I'll start screaming!!"
With a startled grunt he took charge. He gripped her shoulders and then turned her around and half pushed, half guided her down the hall to the bedroom. At the bed he stopped only long enough to pull her robe from her before he pushed her onto it. She lay back and watched intently as he pulled his clothing off and sighed as he saw his hard young penis jump into view. It stood quivering against his flat stomach and she cried out in her need for it. He wasted no time, throwing aside the remaining clothing and almost jumping up on the bed. He knelt over her and stared down at her as she sighed and gently rolled her hips in invitation.
Without being told she spread her thighs and helped as the boy positioned himself between them. With shaking hands she .reached down and found his hard rod and put it just inside the lips. She held it there and whispered to the panting boy. "Go on darling, go on!! You have me, now take me!" The invitation didn't have to be repeated. He pressed forward and she felt the bull-like rush as he penetrated her and went in as far as he could go. She bit her lips to choke off the scream of passion she felt flying up her throat and she clung to him, her arms and thighs clamped around his body, as he began the shuddering, jolting strokes into her eager vagina.