Chapter 4
It was a rough week for Nancy. She was worried about the future of her marriage, and so she couldn't really concentrate on her teaching. She fell behind in her marking of papers and couldn't get caught up, no matter how hard she tried. Several students started to act up. A couple of her classes damn near fell apart. Friday couldn't come around soon enough for her.
Chris was talking to her again. In fact, he started to be civil toward her after that first awful day of discovery. But for some reason, he wouldn't sleep with her. In fact he'd set up the spare bed in the basement and he slept alone down there. He wouldn't fuck her. He wouldn't even touch her.
The lack of sex was also taking its toll on her.
She tried to discuss the matter with him. She wanted them both to get their feelings out in the open. But he refused to talk about it. He was polite to her. He would discuss other matters. But for the moment, their sex life was a taboo subject. He wasn't ready to deal with it yet, he said.
Nancy thought of going directly to Craig Hobbs with her problem. Not only did she want to talk over what had happened with someone, she also needed to be fucked.
But Craig was avoiding her. He'd been pretty shocked when they'd been discovered fucking together. He seemed to find it more embarrassing than she did. And now whenever he caught sight of her in the hall, he looked the other way. She was sure he was avoiding Chris, as well. He didn't want any more to do with either of them.
She plowed through the week as well as she could, falling more and more behind in her work. And by Friday afternoon she was practically a basket-case. She was tense. She was on edge. And she was horny as hell. She needed a man. She needed a cock. Only a good fuck-session would relieve her tensions, she was convinced.
With her heart pounding, she went down to Craig Hobbs' classroom after school was over for the day.
"I know what you're going to say. You don't want to see me. You don't want to talk to me," she said, closing the door behind her. "All I want is fifteen minutes of your time."
Craig was alone in the room, sitting behind his desk. And the look he gave her as she approached him was not exactly welcoming. But Nancy was determined. She strode up and stood beside him. He put down his marking pen and looked up at her with a pained expression.
"I know you must think I'm a trouble-maker and a cock-teasing bitch to boot, but I need to see you," she went on. "I've had a hell of a week, and I need to talk to someone."
"Just talk?" he said sarcastically.
"As a matter of fact, no. I'd like you to fuck me, too. But a little talk sure would help, for starters."
He sat back in his seat and stared up at her. She might have had a rough week, but she still looked terrific, he thought. Her face was flushed and excited. Her eyes were bright, her mouth was red and wet. Her big tits heaved up and down heavily.
Obviously, it was humiliating for her to come here and talk to him today. But she'd done it, and he admired her for it.
"It was my fault as much as yours, the other day," he admitted. "I've been wanting to fuck you for weeks-I can't deny it. But look, it's going to be more trouble than it's worth, for both of us. Your asshole husband found us together. He caught us fucking. And we all have to work in the same school, don't we?"
"But what harm can it do if we fuck again?" she said. "He already knows all about us. He's already condemned me to the point where he won't even touch me, at least for the time being. Seems to me we have an ideal set-up-if we want to take advantage of it."
"He really won't touch you?"
"Not so much as a hand on my tit. I don't suppose it will last, but for the time being, it makes my life very frustrating. I need cock regularly, as I'm sure you realize."
"I'd like to help you out, I really would," he said. "But like I said, I think it would be more trouble than it's worth."
"Oh yeah? And do you think you're going to be able to resist these for long?" Nancy sneered.
Quickly, she unbuttoned the front of her blouse. She peeled it open, and let him see her big tits straining over the top of her quarter-cup bra. The areolas were swollen. The nipples were stiff. And her near-naked tits quivered in their ridiculous harness.
A thrill went through his cock as he looked at her, but he didn't move. He sat there in front of her quite passively.
"That's some fucking bra," he commented. "It doesn't cover much, does it now?"
"Wait till you see the rest of me."
Nancy leered at him as she unzipped her skirt and stepped from it quickly.
She was wearing a lacy red garter belt and matching red stockings. She wore no panties, and the blonde bush of her pussy bristled out between the taut strips of her red garters. She looked incredibly erotic, like a stacked young model who had just stepped from the pages of some magazine.
Her appearance was all the more arousing because they were in a deserted school classroom, with the sun streaming in through the windows.
"Fuck, you're a sight!" he gasped. "That husband of yours must have balls of stone."
"And you say you don't want any part of this?"
She grinned, then she reached down and peeled the lips of her cunt apart. The bright-pink skin of her inner pussy winked at him.
He still seemed to be making some kind of effort to resist her. He sat quite still in his chair and glanced nervously toward the door. Nancy came closer to him, swiveled his chair so that he was facing her. She leaned over him and wiggled her big tits in his face. It was as if they weren't harnessed in a bra at all. Her tits oozed over the quarter-cups like overflowing dough. A hard nipple scraped his cheek and brushed by his mouth.
"Just try and resist me, jerk-off," she hissed in his ear. "Just see how long you can stay soft."
Her fingers were working at his belt, and soon she had his pants open and his fly all the way down. She hauled out his shorts and stretched them underneath his cock and balls. Then she took his limp prick in her fist and began shucking it up and down. His cock began to grow almost at once. She felt it stiffening and lengthening in her hand.
"I love your cock," she muttered. "It's one of the biggest and ugliest cocks I've ever seen. And one day soon I'm going to suck it and lick it till your balls burst. But today we don't have time."
Her fist jerked up and down in his lap, cranking his cock higher and higher. It soared up six, seven, eight inches from his crotch. Her fingers were applying just the right amount of pressure. She forced her big tits into his face, mashing them onto his cheeks. With her free hand, she shoved one of her nipples toward his mouth.
"Suck it. Suck my nipple," she groaned. "Lick my tits. Use your mouth all over them."
"This is fucking crazy!" he mumbled. "What if someone comes in? What if we get caught? We'll lose our goddamned jobs."
"Shut up and suck!" Nancy growled. And she crammed the entire end of her tit between his lips.
He began to suck her tit gamely.
He might be protesting, but he was just as turned on as she was by the crazy situation. She knew this for sure. He could easily have forced her to stop. He could have grabbed her and manhandled her out the door. But of course, he didn't. The size of his cock was proof of how excited he was. It jutted up eight, nine, ten inches, and was still growing.
"I'm going to sit on your big prick. I'm going to stuff your big ugly hard-on all the way up my cunt," she moaned, her voice husky. "Think you're man enough to give me a good workout?"
He didn't answer. His mouth was full of tit-meat. He was sucking on her stiff nipple as if his life depended on it. And he went right on chewing as she crouched over him, raised one leg, and straddled his thighs. She had stopped jerking on his cock and was now holding it upright in her fist. She nudged the head of his prick against the gaping wet lips of her cunt.
"I'm wet already. I've been so fucking wet all day," she gasped. "Fuck, I need a cock inside me so bad!"
She squirmed about a little, letting the head of his cock ease between her cunt-lips. But then she sank down on top of him with all her weight, and his hard-on bulled its way inside her pussy. She groaned loudly as she lowered herself. The wet sheath of her cunt slid easily all the way down his prick. A long sigh of satisfaction escaped her lips as she settled onto his lap. His huge fucker was stuffed up inside her to the balls.
"So good! It feels so fucking good inside me!" she whimpered. "I love cock so much!
Oh, fuck!"
She began bouncing up and down, and Craig was forced to spit out her nipple. His hands circled her tiny waist and he held her tenderly as she fucked up and down. Her big tits heaved and rolled. They looked totally obscene in their silly quarter-cup bra. He glanced up into her face and was surprised at the expression there.
It was almost a look of discomfort, though he knew it was just the opposite. Her mouth had peeled back off her teeth and she was almost snarling. Her hands had clamped onto his shoulders now and she was fucking up and down with rapid movements.
There was a desperation about her, as if she needed this fuck more than she could ever say.
His cock was fully erect. She had all eleven inches fucking inside her cunt. But he wasn't hurting her, he knew. She was loving every rock-hard inch. She began to make loud whimpering sounds in her throat. For a while, he was scared she'd scream out her pleasure. But she bit her bottom lip and just kept on whimpering. "It's going so fucking deep! I can feel your big ugly cock way up under my belly somewhere!" she croaked. "Fuck, it feels great! I love your cock so much, you dirty bastard!"
"I'm glad you like it so much, you horny little slut," he growled. "It takes a real cock-loving cunt to take all my eleven inches!"
Up and down she bounced, her tits jiggling. Her whimpers grew louder, till once again he was scared she'd scream out loud. He glanced at the door nervously. He wished she'd cum, but she seemed intent on making this crazy fuck-session last for a while.
Finally, he decided he had to do something, anything, to distract her. The last thing he wanted was her screaming so loud that her voice would echo down the school hallways.
He gripped her tightly around her waist, and while she was still bouncing up and down on him, he rose up from his chair. She groaned in protest but he ignored her. He held her in front of him, staggered upright, then forced her over onto her back on the desk top. He fell on top of her, and his cock seemed to stab even deeper into her wet, sucking pussy.
"Oh, fuck! Oh, sweet fucking Christ!" she howled.
Again, he glanced at the door. But then he began fucking her hard, driving his cock to the hilt inside her cunt again and again. He had to finish her off. He had to make her cum. Or else she'd have the place resounding with her screams. He watched her tits jiggle as he fucked his cock into her.
"Keep it down, you crazy bitch!" he grunted. "You want us both to get fired? We're not in your bedroom now, you know."
Nancy stared up at him. Her eyes were glazed over with pleasure, but she seemed to understand what he was saying. She still gasped and whimpered, but more softly. When she spoke, she hissed the words out.
"Just fuck me! Cram your big ugly hard-on deep inside me!" she urged. "I want to be fucked hard and deep! I want to be fucked till I can't stand up!"
His cock knifed in and out of her pussy. He angled it this way and that, cranking her cunt-hole wide. He forced her legs up, bending her knees. He loved the feel of her sheer stockings against his skin. He traced his fingers over the taut elastic of her garters as they curved under the cheeks of her ass.
He ran his hands all the way back down her legs, along her garters and over the bare skin at the tops of her thighs, then over her sheer stockings again. Finally, he was clutching at her ankles, and he raised them up, unbending her knees and straightening her legs. He watched his thick hard-on sliding back and forth between her cunt-lips for a moment, then folded one of her legs back onto the desk while still holding one leg up in the air.
"I'm going to fuck you doggie-style for a while, bitch," he announced. "I want you to stick your ass out toward me and take every inch of my hard-on. I'm going to plow you real deep."
Nancy moaned but didn't say anything for the moment. She let him twist her over, till she was on her side, then farther, till she was on her belly. He stopped stroking, but his cock was still embedded in her cunt. He pulled her back toward him, till her legs folded down over the edge of the desk. Her feet touched the floor, and then she was standing against the desk with her legs spread wide.
He began fucking her again.
Her ass was tilted out toward him. Her tits were mashed hard onto the top of the desk. She gave off a little gasp each time he rammed his hard-on into her pussy. But for the time being, there seemed no danger of her screaming. Her fingers reached out to clutch the far edge of the desk. Her knuckles were white with tension.
"How does this feel, bitch? You like to get your cunt stuffed this way?"
"Just fuck me, jerk-off! Just fuck me hard and deep with your big ugly hard-on!" Nancy gasped.
She could feel her climax beginning. It was building somewhere deep inside her. She braced herself against the desk, split her legs as wide apart as they would go. Her tits scraped over the books and papers scattered beneath her. Her nipples felt like they were burning.
"You're such a hot fucking bitch! I don't believe how hot and horny you are," he grunted. "I don't think one man is ever going to be enough for you."
Nancy moaned. He could be right. After the events of the last few days, it was certainly hard for her to imagine being satisfied with Chris, and sex within marriage. She seemed to need more than that arrangement had to offer.
But right now, she didn't want to think about all that. All that mattered was that big ugly prick fucking her cunt, and the sweet warm feelings in her belly and between her legs.
"Fuck me, jerk-off! Fuck me hard and deep!" she repeated. "Fill me full of hard thick cock!"
He drove his fucker in and out of her pussy with deep, steady strokes. And his hands scraped up and down over her thighs, feeling the dry material of her stockings. Again his fingers traced up over the taut straps of her elastic garters, and along the lacy red belt stretched across her lower back. Then he was feeling her ass, digging his fingers into the taut flesh of her ass-cheeks harshly.
"Next time, I think I'll fuck you up the ass," he growled. "I'll get you in a big warm bed, and spread your buns wide, and shove my hard-on up your tight little asshole. Would you like that? You ever had eleven inches of rock-hard cock up your tight little ass?"
Nancy moaned out loud. What a thought. Eleven inches of hard prick up her asshole. The idea was outrageous. But it was also exciting as hell. And she knew she'd let him do it, if that was what he wanted. She was willing to try anything, lately, when it came to sex.
"I think I'd fucking love that," she panted, her voice breaking each time he fucked into her cunt. "But first, I'd want to suck your cock, like I said before. I'd want to get as much of that big prick into my mouth as I could!"
The sweet feelings in her cunt were getting stronger. All this dirty talk about ass-fucking and cock-sucking was pushing her close to the edge. She heaved forward across the desk, her tits mashed beneath her. Her fingers clawed at the edge of the desk.
"I'm going to cum, you bastard! I'm going to cum with your big ugly cock inside me!" she raved. "Cram it deep! Split me in half with that gross fucking horse-cock!"
He fucked in and out of her, slicing her cunt wide. And after another few seconds, she began to quiver under him. Her pretty ass-cheeks trembled. Her head whipped from side to side. She made choking, gasping sounds deep in her throat.
"Cumming! Oh, fuck! I'm cumming!" she howled. "Cock-sucker! Ram me with your bull-cock! Slam-bang me with your big hard Prick!"
He was glad she was gasping and not screaming. He fucked her hard, drilling his cock to the balls again and again. His hands still clawed at her ass-cheeks. Once or twice, he grabbed at the rear strap of her garter belt and snapped it down on her back. His balls swung to and fro, and he knew it was only a matter of seconds till he shot off himself.
"Cum inside me! Spurt your hot cum up my cunt!" she wailed, as if reading his mind. "I want to feel it inside me! I want to feel your hot spunk drenching my insides!"
She shook and shivered beneath him, cumming long and hard.
And suddenly, he too was shuddering. His balls began to tingle, and he felt himself lose control. A giant wad of cum splattered deep up her cunt. It gushed heavily inside her. When he withdrew his prick, it was glistening with cum. Loops of silver jism dangled from the cock-shaft.
"Oh, fuck! I feel it, you bastard! I feel your hot cum spurting inside me!" she raved. "Shoot me full of it! Splatter my pussy with hot jizz!"
He fired off another knot of cum inside her. And another.
And then, for some reason, he wanted to see his own cum fly, just as he had the other day with her. He withdrew his prick, slotted it into the crack of her ass and humped back and forth. A long string of cock-cream shot off over her back, splattering between her shoulder blades and soiling the strap of her silly bra.
"Inside me, fuck-head! Cum inside me!" she wailed.
But it was too late. He was sawing his cumgushing fucker back and forth in the furrow between her ass-cheeks. Another long streamer of cum fired off across her back and got caught in her hair. Two shorter jets of jism followed, landing in the deep hollow in the small of her back.
And then he was finished. Just the dregs of his cum-load seeped from the tip of his cock and dribbled into the hollow of her back.
"It's all over, bitch! The fucking is all over for another day!" he panted, watching his cock wilt in the crack between her ass-cheeks. "If you want anymore, you'll have to get it from your asshole husband."
Nancy laughed bitterly. She reached behind her, swept her fingers through the cum pooled across her back. She began to spread the fuck-slime around. And her body still twitched from her own climax.