Chapter 9
Carolyn couldn't let out with so much as a yip before a hand was clamped over her mouth from behind by one of them. The two she knew as Rusty and Jimmy came quickly forward to grasp her arms, preventing her from hitting a single one of them, and she was dragged to the center of her room where they all converged on her at once to paw over her body through the ridiculously thin folds of the single garment that so inadequately covered her twisting, writhing body.
"Get that thing off of her," said Ronnie. "Now, she looks really, sexy in it, man," said Sandy.
"We want her naked!" Rusty insisted.
"Well, don't tear it off her!" protested Ken.
They eased it off her shoulders, slithered it down her body, and all she could do was roll her eyes helplessly, searching for aid that would never come. Their hands were all over her. Anyplace they wanted to touch her naked body was available to them, and everyplace they touched they left a warmly glowing mark. Up between her legs the hands went, and all over her quivering breasts and squirming buttocks, all up and down her arms and legs, on her throat and on her face, on her back and inside those two orifices of her body that had already been violated by eight of the boys in the room.
Her legs began to collapse and they had to hold her up, then half carry her to her bed, where they sat her down. The one behind her, Bob, let go of her mouth, and she sat there panting while Earl and Pete held her upright by her arms and Mike and Roy held her knees apart "I want to have me a blow job!" said Rusty. "Me too!" Jim enthused, and both of them jumped at her with their hard pricks at the ready, pushing them against her face, making her twist her head about, lips tightly compressed, blinded by the rubbery soft heads of the pair of pricks trying to get inside her mouth.
"Mmmf! Mmmf! No, don't d...."
The moment her lips parted to shout, they were inside her mouth, both of them, pushing past her lips and teeth, filling her mouth with hard male flesh, making it impossible for her to take a breath. She fought against them, quite helplessly, but was unable to even turn away when her hair was grabbed and her head held. Through eyes brimming with tears she saw the hairy bases of the two things that were trying to choke her, saw the thick white columns that terminated inside her mouth, saw Rusty's little hand frantically pumping at the shaft of his cock, saw his hips contract and heard his moans as he began to ejaculate, right inside her formerly inviolate mouth.
"Mmmf! MMMMF!"
"Man, look at her try to spit it out!"
"WHEW! Man, I'm really . . . WHEW! . . . really cummin'!"
"Hey, don't choke her!"
"I'd sure like to eat her box about now."
"Well, who's stopping you?"
"Oh, boy! Make way!"
"Man, old Rusty's really getting off a load, and I'm about to make it too."
"Jimmy, don't drown her with it. She's got more than she can handle right now."
"Like heck. The way she's sucking, you'd think she'd never get enough."
The room fell silent, the raucous clamorings died away, and except for the sound of Carolyn's lips and tongue and gullet working, it was as quiet as could be in her little cabin in the mountains. The boys were so amazed that they released her arms, the better to come around and see the beautiful blonde young schoolteacher as she sucked two cocks at once, tears flowing down her lovely cheeks to mix and mingle with the tiny dribble of white that had overflowed from the corner of her distended lips. Her eyes were closed, her face very clear, and she looked like a Madonna as she sucked the two boys off. The moment her hands were free she leaned a bit forward and slowly stroked Jimmy's cockshaft with her left, while with her right she fondled and hefted Rusty's balls, as if to coax a little more juice out of them.
"Man, she looks like she really digs it," said Ken in awed tones.
"I guess she does!" Pete concurred.
"Out of the way, Rusty!" said Jimmy, " 'cause here I goo-o-o-o-o-o-o!"
Rusty obligingly withdrew his cock from the mouth of their seated schoolteacher. She helped him along with a little shove. Now she bent forward more, and her brows knit in concentration as she pushed Jimmy's hand aside and took a firm but delicate grip on the shaft of his cock. Her lips were all thrust forward, encircling him warmly just beneath the knob of his slender white cock, and with lips and tongue and hand urging him on, Jimmy sighed explosively and began to shoot in her mouth, and at once her expression became tranquil again, joyful and clear, as her cheeks worked rhythmically and her slender throat could be seen to contract in the same tempo as the repeated tiltings of Jimmy's hips.
The boys watched in respectful silence while she sucked him completely dry, leaving him sighing softly and grinning like a fool. Her lovely blue eyes were shining when she slipped her lips off his prick, licked them, and looked around at her little circle of students.
She laughed, wiped a droplet of cum from her chin and dabbed it away with her tongue.
"Delicious. Absolutely scrumptious. And it wasn't just because I missed my dinner tonight. Boys, why didn't you tell me how lovely your cum tastes? You know just because I'm your teacher, that doesn't mean I know everything there is to know."
Kenny shrugged and said, "How should we know? None of us have ever tasted it."
Her laughter tinkled. "Of course. How foolish of me. Who's this down here?" she asked, and lifted the little head that had been busily burrowing away between her legs. "Doug, what a help you were to me, darling." She kissed him on the lips. She tucked his head away and said, "Anyone else feel like a nice blow job? I may not be a real expert at it yet, but with your help it won't be long before. . . ."
Another cock was presented to her, and she immediately interrupted herself to take it in hand, lick her plump lips, and cover it with butterfly kisses before licking it lavishly and sucking it inside her lovely warm mouth.
"If she's not an expert now," said its owner, a great lout of a boy named Bob, the same one who'd been her gag when she'd first entered the room a few moments before, "then she sure learns fast. Wow! Oh, wow! I think the top of my head's gonna come off!!!"
He went up on his toes and began twisting like a Dervish, but Carolyn stayed with him all the way, furrowed brows smoothly clarifying as she made the good stuff flow, out through his prick and into her mouth, onto her tongue and down her greedily gulping throat.
"Nice big load," she said, and gave him a kiss on his balls and a pat on his behind before looking around for the next ready cock. There were plenty to be had. Once the ice had been broken, so to speak, all the boys wanted to take a plunge in the bottomless lake of her mouth, a lake that was by no means icy, if the testimony of the first three blowees could be relied upon. Carolyn laughed and played eeny-meeny-miney-moe with the veritable forest of young cocks being thrust at her willing mouth from every side. She teased them along, instinctively knowing they loved it and that it built up a bigger load for her new wonderful appetite, but then through this lovely array of hard young cocks she saw one boy who stood off from the others.
He was a plumpish boy, one who was in Mr. Sloane's classroom, one who stood there with his cute little tummy bulging out, his hands clasped behind his back, his chin on his chest, and his truly handsome pecker sticking right straight out at her. She beckoned him over, and the forest of pricks parted for him.
"And what might your name be?"
"Charles."
"My, this is a lovely prick you've got here. A real, man-sized cock. Would you like your new teacher to suck it off for you? Would you like to give her a load of nice cum?"
He nodded bashfully and said, "I'd sure like to give you my jizz, but I don't really go for blow jobs. What I like is a good, hard screw, Miss Holm."
"Then you shall have it by all means. How very selfish of me to forget about the very best part of sex. Doug, get up from there. Doug, you little imp, get your tongue out of my pussy so Charles can put this perfectly divine cock of his in it, right up to the hilt! Get away from there, Doug. Obey me right now, or you're going to get it in class tomorrow. Just look at him, boys! He acts as if he doesn't even hear me. What a greedy little pussy-hound!"
They finally had to drag him away from Carolyn's admittedly delicious little cunt, whereupon the beaming Charles said, "Thank you, Miss Holm. Would it be asking too much of you if you'd . . . well ... do me another little favor?"
"Anything," she said, fondling that strikingly fat cock of his, kissing it warmly, but being careful not to excite it to a premature ejaculation.
"I like dogs a lot," he said, "but even more than that, even more than anything in the whole wide world!" he said, swinging out his arms to encompass the Earth, "I like your ass! I could sit and look at it all day long, and you'd make me the happiest boy in camp if you'd let me put it in you doggy style, so's I could look down and see your great big beautiful ass while I was fucking you. Is that asking too much, Miss Holm? I promise I'd be good in class if you let me and I'll do all my homework from now on. Honest Injun, cross my heart!"
"You silly," she said, and kissed his ruddy red cockhead a final time, for the moment. "I admire how our friends in the animal world do things too, and I'd just adore getting it from you doggy style. Come along, Charles. Get up on the bed behind me, while I get up on my hands and knees. That is the way to do it, isn't it?"
They all assured her that it was, and Carolyn assumed the position. As young Charles proudly poked at her beautifully exposed twat with his nice, fat cock, she smiled back at him over her shoulder and said, "If you happen to miss in your excitement and hit the other hole a few times, think nothing of it. I won't complain a BIT!"
His entry was superb. Carolyn, in her excitement at the newly discovered joys of cock-sucking, had forgotten all about her hungry twat. Doug's cunnilingus had served only to whet its lusty appetite, but now Charles' cock was giving it the attention it truly deserved. His cock was so nice and fat that it pushed her plump pink cunt lips in along with the cock itself, and this quick and very thorough filling of Carolyn's needy little hole was so poignantly delightful that she began to weep again.
"Take it easy with your damned elephant's cock, Charles!" said Bob. "Christ sake, you're hurtin' her!"
"Not a bit of it!" she said, wiping away her tears of joy and snuffling just a bit, smiling radiantly over her shoulder at the steadily pumping boy whose charmingly bulging tummy rested so comfortably on her upturned bottom. "Charles has a perfectly delightful cock and I'm enjoying it thoroughly. Oh yes! Indeed I am!"
The lovely orgasmic shivers were rippling through her as she worked in conjunction with the boy behind her. He was positively beaming with boyish adoration for her as he knelt there with his hands and his gaze on that beautiful white rump that he so admired, pumping surely and steadily, his cock drawing out her cuntlips to their proper position and working his organ very nicely in the highly sensitive portals of Carolyn's cunt. Though his cock wasn't overly long, its substantial girth gave those portals the nice stretching they needed and simultaneously provided a fine friction that Carolyn could feel pulling and pushing at her clitoris.
"Oh! Oh, perfectly delightful!" she cried, moving smoothly and expertly, not swaying precariously back and forth on her hands and knees but instead snapping and tilting her hips up and down, providing a steady rocking motion of her pelvis which served very well to slide her vagina up and down on the moving cock of the happy boy.
BANG! BANG! BANG! The orgasms she'd felt already that evening were only preludes to these she was experiencing under the steady, faithful pumpings of this fine fat prick. She was feeling absolutely marvelous in every part of her body, and she was aglow with the knowledge that she could go on and on, feeling this exquisite pleasure for hours and hours, getting each and every one of the boys' cocks into her before she was fully satisfied.
"Oh, Miss Holm!" Charles cried, as his fingers tightened in her soft hips. "OH! OH! OH, MISS HOLM!!!"
"Yes! Yes, I'm right here, dear! I'm right with you-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-OOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
Their mutual orgasm was of such a cataclysmic force that several of the boys cheered, others applauded, and still more helped Charles, grinning like a Cheshire cat, down from the bed so they could take his place. Carolyn was still seeing stars from the big blast she'd received in her twat when, quite marvelously, another fully loaded and primed prick was shoved into it, permitting her orgasm to take up right where it had been left off.
It didn't matter that this boy's prick wasn't as fat as Charles'. Her lusciously overflowing cunt was as primed and loaded as the cocks were--perhaps even more so--for all it took was the slightest touch to keep her bouncing back and forth in the heavens from one orgasmic skyrocket burst to another, ricocheting about like some fiery ball in a heavenly pin-ball machine of sex and love. Her delights were boundless, nothing could make her present existence any happier--until she felt, then saw a lovely hard cock touching her cheek.
Two at once! What a sheer delight! She sucked it right in, lowering her lashes to her cheeks to shut out all the sensation she could that might be extraneous to the full flowing feelings of sexual joy that were hers, and she sucked with loving and gentle ardor until the meaty sweet cum was spurting and flowing over her cupped tongue and down her throat to further warm her belly and add to the glowing furnace of love that was blasting away in her twat.
She barely had time to lick the last drop of cum from that prick until another was presented to her, this one entering her mouth at precisely the moment another was being replaced in her cunt. She was wild with excitement. Her senses were reeling with this flood of sex pouring over her and into her. But still, through it all, she retained her reasoning powers, and now she used them to control her sweating, orgasming body. She used her instincts too, judging just how close to orgasm each of the. cocks in her were, and adjusting the movements of her hips and the pressures of her mouth accordingly, and the feeling of triumph she knew when each of the two pricks ejaculated their heavy white cum into her at exactly the same moment rivaled the double orgasm she was feeling; her cunt and the animal and her brain were going off in unison, and her heart was joining them in the knowledge of a job well planned and well executed. It was a real pleasure, this triple orgasm, but it was a structured happening, and for far too long Carolyn's life had been structured, by stern parents, by rigidly patterned school curriculum, by demanding educational administrators. She'd had enough of that for now. This was an all out gang-bang, one with no holds barred, no plans, no goals but the utmost of pleasure for everyone involved. Carolyn shut off her think-box and let it happen, let it all hang out.
"Man, look at her tits swing!"
"Look at her ass move!"
"Could I get in there and eat her box a little more?"
Doug was too late in his request, for Rusty and Jim had dived in unison under the swaying body of their kneeling schoolteacher, each to take a nipple in his lips, much in the fashion of Romulus and Remus, to suck and nurse and squeeze with their little hands. Before her Carolyn was sucking another fine cock, under her she was having her tits sucked and fondled in a most delightful and loving way, and behind her she was getting still another fucking.
She didn't know if this one was in her cunt or in her asshole, nor did she care. That whole delightful area of her body, her entire crotch and even her buttocks, had all been made as sensitive as her clitoris by the ambitious and amorous boys. Just the pair of hands on her hips were enough to keep her orgasming harder than ever before she had in her life, but in addition to those hands, she had a cock sliding in and out of her, warm loins bumping up against her ass cheeks, the two mouths on her tits, the cock in her mouth, plus Doug's mouth on her clit, for his determination matched his appetite when it came to eating pussy.
She serviced them all. She took care of each and every one of them, not just once, but several times. Before it ended, she was able to recognize most of them from behind, by the size and vigor of their cocks, by the way they grasped her hips, by the gigglings and bragging they made as they fucked her in cunt, mouth or asshole, by the taste and the quantity of their ejaculations. She emptied out the sex glands of all of them, finishing up just as a lovely, deep langor crept in on her that made her feel deliciously sleepy, more relaxed than she'd ever thought possible.
They tucked her into her bed. They formed an orderly line and kissed her a soft goodnight while she lay there with her eyes closed, her lips pursed, murmuring her farewells for the evening as she did her best to keep at least a part of her senses awake until they'd all paid their respectful homage and departed, leaving her to fall into a deep, deep, peaceful slumber.
"Miss Holm! Carolyn, wake up! Are you all right! Great gadfrey, what in the world happened to you?"
"Hmmmm?"
"You don't have to tell me; they did it again, raped you unmercifully. Oh, the vipers, the filthy swine!"
"Hmmmm? Whooozat?"
"It's Mr. Sloane, darling, it's David!" he said, shaking her, sitting her up. Her head lolled back, the covers slipped down from her softly standing breasts, and she remained limp in his trembling hands. "Great heavens, they've drugged you! But, here, I've brought some medicinal brandy. That'll bring you round, dear, so you can tell me all about it for my report."
By the time he filled the glass she was on her back again, snoring, those luscious orbs uncovered still. Again he sat her up, this time holding the glass to her faintly smiling lips, but the healing liquor could only be made to trickle over her plump pink lips to dribble down her chin and spill onto her breasts.
"You poor kid, you're really out. Still breathing, but I'd better apply mouth-to-mouth resuscitation anyway. Hmmm. Shame to let that brandy go to waste," he said, and lying her back down again, he bent and licked it up, sucked it up, kissed it up from her breasts.
She went on snoring. He shook his head, lowered the covers all the way, and made a close inspection of the body with his hands and eyes, using his lips now and then as a supplement.
"Carolyn," he moaned, "you are absolutely drenched with semen! How many of those animals did it to you this time?"
"Did what?" she asked, only after he'd repeated the question several times and shaken her hard.
"At least your eyes are open. Was it pretty rough on you, darling? Down here?" he asked, as his fingers stole down to her loins and felt all around there.
She feebly pushed his hand away and said, "Mr. Sloane, I don't know what you've come to my room for, but I know you shouldn't be doing that."
He clasped his hands before his pleading face and said, "I've come here because you were being raped again!"
"Me? Raped?" she said, sitting up and pulling the covers up to her neck. "Nonsense. You've been imagining things."
"But I heard your screams, this place is a shambles, and you're covered from head to toe with semen. Good gracious, have they raped you into a state of amnesia?"
"If I screamed," she said, "it was either because I had a nightmare or because you heard the scream of some animal in the forest. If this place isn't as tidy as it should be, may I remind you that it is my cabin, and that there is no clause in my contract pertaining to my housekeeping habits. And as for this drying fluid on my body, it is a night time beauty lotion I use for keeping my skin soft and smooth. And now if you have no more questions, you'll excuse me so I can get a bit of sleep. I have a great deal of material to cover in class tomorrow, and I want to be fully rested so I can do a good j. . . ."
"Carolyn!" he said, and threw his arms about her. "You've taken temporary leave of your senses, but I'll see you through. Here, have a drink. Come, let me help you to the shower. Then we'll come back here and I'll put the nice lotion on your body and make it all-l-l-l-l well again. Okay?"
"Sir, be good enough to leave. I don't want a drink, I don't need a shower, and I prefer the lotion I've already applied."
"Damn you!" he said. "Look at this and tell me what it is you want and need and prefer!"
With that he ripped open his pants and flopped out his penis, an organ of truly noble size, rising high from his tweeds, crested with a heavy red knob, pulsing and throbbing quite visibly.
"There it is, baby," he said with pardonable pride, "and it's all yours. You raised it from the dead, made it stand up again when that damned Martha Wilkes had it scared so bad that it was shrunk down to nothing all the time. You raised it from the dead, you saved it's life, and it's all yours now, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, now and forever-more."
"What time is it, Mr. Sloane?"
"Huh? About eleven o'clock."
"My school day officially ends at three. It's in my contract. So if you'll excuse me I'll just go back to sleep and be ready to fulfill the terms of my contract again starting at eight o'clock in the morning."
He sat there open-mouthed while she fluffed up her pillow, lay down her lovely head on her hands, and in a few minutes, began to snore in a soft, lady-like fashion. His shoulders sagged. He was crestfallen, but his penis was not. It took him five minutes of cursing and struggling before he could get it back inside his trousers and shorts, and Carolyn was still softly snoring when he went slinking out of her cabin, across the darkened camp ground, and into the little log house that was his.