Chapter 1
"Is he watching yet, Burt?" Kim whispered.
Her eyes were closed. Goose bumps prickled on her skin.
"What difference does it make?" Burt answered in a low voice. "If he's not, he will be. Just forget about him. Pretend we're alone. It's the only way we're gonna get through this."
"I guess you're right," Kim sighed. "We're in too deep to back out now."
"Good girl," Burt said with relief. "Now let's get your clothes off. The sooner we get started, the sooner we can get out of here."
"Okay," Kim agreed.
But when she tried to undo her blouse, her fingers trembled so badly that she couldn't get a grip on the buttons.
"You'll have to give me a hand," Kim muttered. "Can't help it, I'm spooked."
"Sure," Burt said patiently. "I know this can't be easy for you. If I'd known it was gonna turn out like this I wouldn't have brought you here--"
"That's all right," Kim cut Burt off. "Nobody twisted my arm. I'm more to blame than you are. Just a little nervous right now, that's all. C'mon, undress me and let's get started. We're both gonna get what we want."
Burt held his breath and unbuttoned Kim's blouse. When he peeled it back over hershoulders, her braless tits thrust into the open. They looked chilly, even though the apartment was well heated.
Before Burt's hands dropped to her skirt, Kim told him, "No, wait. Do something to me first. Warm me up. I need to relax."
Burt took Kim's tits in his hands, lifted them toward his face, and kissed the nipples. The pink buds responded immediately to the touch of his lips, stiffening with erection.
"Ahhhhhh, that's better," Kim murmured, wriggling a little bit with a hint of pleasure.
Now Burt moved down to Kim's skirt. The whine of a lowering zipper filled the room. Then the skirt was being pulled down Kim's long legs. Her skimpy bikini panties were the only thing between Kim and total nudity.
Before removing the panties, Burt rubbed their taut crotch-band. Kim squirmed.
"Mmmm, feels good," she gasped. "I'm getting in the mood real fast."
Burt rolled her panties down. The blonde thatch of Kim's cunt bristled in the open.
"Kiss my pussy," Kim told Burt when her panties were tossed aside and she was naked at last.
Kim lifted her knees, parting her thighs so Burt could slip his face into the crux of her loins. His tongue lapped her cunt, then found her clit at the summit of her pussy.
Kim felt her cunt spasm and moisten. A flash orgasm hit her.
"I'm readier than I thought I was," she admitted as she came in Burt's face.
"No argument there," Burt chuckled, lifting his head. His mouth and chin glistened with pussy juice. "I think this is gonna work out all right after all."
He knelt between Kim's legs, unhitching his jeans. When he yanked his pants and shorts down, his prick jutted out stiffly. He had a hard-on worthy of a stallion.
Kim reached out in awe, stroking Burt's cock and balls. She had never seen such a huge prick.
"God, you're hung," she moaned.
Burt shrugged. He took his big prick for granted. He had never fucked a chick who hadn't reacted the way Kim was now.
"Wonder what that monster will feel like in my pussy," Kim panted with anticipation.
"Only one way to find out," Burt coolly responded.
He took the shaft of his hard-on in his hand, guiding his knobby cock-head to the fleshy lips of Kim's cunt. He put his prick in. When he did, Kim generated a fresh supply of fuck juice, lubricating her pussy for the full insertion of Burt's cock.
"Fuck me," Kim urged. "All the way. Fuck my pussy with every inch of your beautiful prick."
"You got it," Burt eagerly answered.
He removed his hand from his cock and bucked his crotch. His prick fucked into Kim's cunt until his cock was Mlted.
"Oh, ten inches at least!" Kim gasped, excitedly estimating the length of Burt's fucking hard-on.
She wrapped her legs around Burl's waist, pulling him on top of her. Male and female hips locked. Asses rolled.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Kim chanted in Hurt's ear.
"I'm doing just that," Burt rasped back, fucking his cock in the squeezing vise of Kim's damp cunt.
And, as the teenagers fucked, they were watched. A third party had silently entered the room. There was a grin on his face. He liked what he saw very much.
The spectator had a camera. He aimed it toward the creaking sofa and started photographing the fucking teenagers.
Click . . . click . . . click. The camera snapped picture after picture, the photographer creeping ever closer to the sofa, focusing on the fucking union of Burt's cock and Kim's cunt.
Now the photographer was right beside the sofa. Kim looked over. When she saw him, her body stiffened and went cold.
"Hey, what's wrong? Burt asked when Kim quit moving beneath him.
Kim gestured with her eyes toward the grinning man with the camera.
Annoyed but not surprised, Burt glared at the intruder and snapped, "Hey, man, give us some room to breathe, okay? You ever try and fuck with some freak standing over you?"
"We have an agreement," the man replied, not backing off a bit. "And if you expect me to keep my end of the bargain, you kids better hold up yours."
"That doesn't include sticking your fucking camera up my ass," Burt growled.
"It does if I say so," the man said, holding his ground. "If you don't like it, the deal is off. I mean it."
Burt and Kim looked at each other. The message they passed with their eyes was one of resignation.
"It's up to you," Burt finally said to Kim.
"Let him stay," Kim answered. "If this is what turns him on, this is the way it has to be. What choice do we have? Like he says, we made a deal with him. Let's face it, we need him more than he needs us."
"You sure?" Burt asked. . "As long as you're fucking me," Kim said, "I can block out the rest."
She loosened up and started wiggling her ass again. There was a squish as her moist cunt pulled on Burt's cock. The fucking resumed.
"Wise move," the man with the camera murmured. He started taking his pictures again, training the lens on the junction of cock and pussy.
As Burt's big prick fucked in her cunt, Kim gradually forgot about the ever-present camera and its leering operator. She concentrated increasingly on coming. Soon all she could think about was the climax building within her.
She helped herself out by fingering her clit just above where Burt's cock steadily fucked her cunt. A buzzing heat spread from the heart of her pussy out toward her hips.
Suddenly her crotch seemed to be on fire. It burned so good. This was what fucking was all about, "I'm coming!" Kim blurted. "Coming so much!"
Reacting to Kim's orgasm, Burt fucked her harder than ever. In addition, he mauled her tits, taking the nipples between his fingers and pinching them until they swelled as if they might burst.
"Super!" Kim cried. "I just keep coming and coming . . . don't want it to ever stop."
Burt took one of her nipples in his mouth. He sucked it almost all the way to his throat. And, in the meantime, he kept his cock fucking in her pussy.
The springs of the sofa squealed. The camera kept clicking ...
The name of the man behind the camera was Carlson. He was a history teacher at Jefferson High School. Kim and Burt were two of his students--two of his worst students.
Earlier that day, when class was over, Kim and Burt had asked Mr. Carlson how they could bring up their failing grades. Mr. Carlson was very understanding. He suggested that he would be willing to offer some special tutoring after school. Kim and Burt eagerly accepted. Mr. Carlson told them they could start right away, today in fact, and gave them his home address. He'd expect them around six that evening.
"What kind of grade would you kids be satisfied with?" Mr. Carlson had asked Kim and Burt when they showed up at his apartment.
Kim and Burt said they would settle for passing grades in history, maybe with a little something to spare. C-minuses, perhaps.
"You're setting your sights too low," Carlson surprised them. "Why settle for anything less than an A?" "How?"
"It can be arranged," Carlson chuckled. "Trust me."
The kids listened while Carlson explained his position. He talked in circles at first, but it was clear he was getting at something out of the ordinary for he never mentioned schoolwork in connection with raising their history grades. Instead, he kept discussing himself--how he lived alone, how he had certain interests that might not be understood by the average person.
Then he got more specific.
"I have an unusual hobby," he said. "I like to take pictures."
Confused, Kim and Burt nervously assured him that there was nothing odd about photography.
"Let me show you some of my work," Carlson grinned. "Then you can make a judgment."
He left the room, returning with an album, handing it to Kim. She opened it, not knowing what to expect. Instantly she was blushing and stammering.
Spread before her were photographs of people fucking.
"All right, creep, what the hell is this?" Burt hissed.
"Some of my A students from past terms" Carlson smirked, unfazed by Burt's anger. "Of course, before they let me take these pictures of them, they were failing the course--just like you two."
"Th-this is what you expect of us?" Kim sputtered. "Jou want to take pictures of us ... ns..."
"Yes, my dear, pictures of you fucking," Carlson said, setting his terms. "Otherwise, you two'll fail for certain. Not a very becoming prospect for the daughter and nephew of the principal of the school."
"You slimy bastard!" Burt spat.
"Now, now, let's not go to pieces," Carlson patiently responded. "Naturally you need to talk it over privately between yourselves before you reach a decision. Tell you what. I'll just slip away for a while and you can discuss my offer. If you decide against it, you know where the door is. You'll be gone when I return, and, needless to say, will fail my course. On the other hand ..."
He backed out of the room and disappeared behind a door.
Burt grabbed Kim's arm and snapped, "C'mon, this guy's nuts. Let's get the hell out of here. Nobody needs to pass history bad enough to put up with a freak like Carlson."
"Speak for yourself." Kim surprised herself with her frankness, not to mention Burt. "I need that grade. Daddy will kill me if I flunk this damn course."
"But Carlson wants us to fuck each other, Kim," Burt rasped.
"I'm no virgin," Kim said calmly. "I don't expect you are either."
"Okay, so we've both been around," Burt answered. "Except aren't you forgetting something?"
"Yes?"
"Christ, Kim, we're not just a couple of ordinary kids with the hots for each other. It's not bad enough that your father is the principal of the school," Burt croaked. "Goddamn it, we're cousinsi"
"Okay, so we're cousins. But I've got a cunt. You've got a cock," Kim bluntly said. "And Carlson's got a camera and the gradebook. C'mon, Burt, you need that grade as much as I do if you want to get into any kind of decent college."
Burt looked down at the floor as if he were staring at the future.
"You're right," he sighed. "I've got to pass history."
"Then you've got to fuck me," Kim said. "Carlson's in the driver's seat. Let him take his pictures. At least you'll get a good piece of ass out of it--I promise you that. Once you start fucking me we'll forget Carlson is even here."
"You sound awfully sure of yourself."
"Then I'm a good actress," Kim admitted. "Hell, I'm twisted up in knots inside. But we both need those grades. And for us to get them, you'll have to push me as hard as I'm pushing you. If I start to lose my nerve, I'm counting on you to pull me through. Okay?"
Hurt made his decision to go along and nodded. He agreed with his cousin, they would fuck to get what they wanted out of Carlson.
Burt led Kim to the couch. He laid her out. His gaze roamed over her, visually undressing her. Already he had a hard-on.
Before things got serious there was kissing and caressing as the cousins got used to the feel of each other. But while they did, Carlson's unseen presence lurked in the backs of their minds. Especially Kim's.
"Is he watching yet?" she had whispered after a phantom image of the history teacher flickered behind her closed eyes . . .
Kim's anxiety was completely behind her. All that mattered to her at this point was that Burt's big cock fucked her cunt and she was coming harder than she'd ever believed possible. The fact that Carlson was there taking pictures of the incestuous fucking made no difference to her anymore.
Burt was just as single-minded as Kim now that the action was so hot and heavy. As his cousin climaxed beneath him, he concentrated on getting his own rocks off. The pressure tightened in his balls, alerting him that it wouldn't be long before his cock erupted in Kim's deep cunt, flooding her pussy with sticky jism.
"Ready for my cum?" Burt asked his writhing cousin.
"Anytime, stud, anytime your prick's ready to shoot in my pussy," Kim gasped. "The only thing better than coming myself is getting a cuntful of your hot jizz."
"Hold on, then," Burt panted.
He drew Kim's upper body into his crushing arms, burying his face where her shoulder met her neck. Kim winced when his teeth sank into her flesh. Then screamed with joy as his prick gushed its scalding load ten inches deep in her thirsty pussy.
"So hot! Like fire . . . liquid fire!" Kim yelled while her cousin's cock continued to spurt.
"Don't know where I'm getting all the jizz," Burt puffed. "Never came so much before in my life."
"My pussy can't hold it all." Kim swooned. "Your prick's still unloading and already the cum's overflowing, leaking down my legs."
"One last wad," Burt grunted.
His hilted cock quivered from the tip to the root with its final discharge. Then, drained, his prick throbbed like a sore muscle in Kim's sloppy cunt.
"Oh, I can still feel you," Kim moaned. "All that coming and your prick's still hard! Pull out of my pussy and let me see how stiff you are."
Burt withdrew his cock from his cousin's cunt, Kim was right, his hard-on hadn't gone down at all.
And Kim's cunt was creamy and oozing.
"Look at you," each cousin simultaneously said to the other.
"Yes, indeed. Just look at the both of you," a third voice cut in, there was a click. Then another one.
Kim and Burt glanced over, abruptly reminded that they were not alone. There was Carlson, grinning behind his camera, still taking pictures.
"I love it when the fucking's over almost as much as when it's going on," the history teacher said without the slightest trace of embarrassment. "Those shots of a leaking cunt and a dripping prick are just priceless. The cum just sparkles."
"Yeah, I'll bet you'll be beating your meat something fierce when that film's developed," Burt sneered.
"Live and let live, that's my motto," Carlson said after snapping one last shot of Kim's freshly fucked pussy, "I'd like to stuff that goddamn camera up your ass," Burt hissed.
"Think you'd best save your energy," Carlson answered. "You're going to be too busy stuffing something else up somebody else's ass to be worried about me and my camera."
"What're you talking about, freak?" Burt steamed.
Carlson just smiled. Kim read that smile immediately and shivered.
"What's wrong, Kim?" Burt turned his attention to his trembling cousin.
"I ... I think he expects you to ... to ..." Kim stammered, unable to complete her sentence when she saw Carlson nodding in agreement.
"Go ahead, say it, little girl," Carlsorbdirected.
"I enjoy having my mind read."
"H-he wants you to fuck me in the ass," Kim gulped.
"Our whole bargain depends on it," Carlson cheerfully informed his students.
Burt clenched his fists and stormed, "Well, you can take your shitty bargain and--"
"No, wait," Kim interrupted, grabbing Burt's arm so he couldn't slug Carlson. "We've already gone this far. Let's not blow it now. I can take your cock up my ass if I have to."
"I'll rip you to pieces," Burt warned. "My prick's too big for you back there."
"I'll take my chances," Kim said. "I've got to have that history grade, no matter what it costs me."
She was lying about her reason. It wasn't the A in history that motivated her now. It was the dangerous prospect of her cousin's huge cock fucking up her narrow ass.
Kim had always wondered what it would be like to be ass-fucked. Sure, it scared her. That's what attracted her. She was like a moth drawn to a flame. In truth, Carlson's kinky demand was just giving her the push to do something she'd always wanted to try.
Before Burt could back out, Kim was up on all fours, spreading her ass in her cousin's face. She could feel the outer rim of her asshole pucker.
"Ahhh," Carlson sighed, "is there anything more lovely than a young girl's pretty, pink asshole?"
Carlson snapped a picture.
"Now fuck it," the history teacher instructed Burt. "Her tight ass is just waiting for your giant cock. Every inch of it."
"I'll hurt her." Burt winced as if he could feel the pain himself.
"And she'll thank you for it," Carlson said confidently.
"Yes, Burt, he's right!" an impatient Kim blurted, revealing her true feelings to her cousin. "The more it hurts, the harder I'll come. You'll be doing me a favor."
"I don't believe this," Burt muttered.
Maybe he would have bolted for the door right then if all that had stood in his way was Carlson. However, Burt faced another obstacle that was impossible to hurdle. His cock. His prick was jutting like a pole, draining his will to resist.
Burt had to admit it to himself. He was too turned-on by his cousin's inviting asshole to leave. He was going to ass-fuck her.
He brought his cock-head to her tiny asshole. He shoved. Her ass was a tight fit, but he was inside.
"Deeper," Kim coaxed.
Burt fucked again. Kim's ass was stubborn but not so much that her asshole didn't take half his prick after a determined thrust.
Carlson snapped a picture of ass and cock.uHe was practically drooling. So was Kim. Both of them urged in a single voice for Burt to fuck his long prick to the root.
Burt fucked his hard-on forward in her clutching asshole. When he looked down, his entire cock was fucked in his cousin's ass.
Kim moaned, "Mnunm, that's it. That big cock hurts so good. Now move it, Burt. Fuck your prick back and forth inside my ass, just like when you fucked my cunt. I'm gonna come so much."
Burt's cock fucked slowly at first, testing the tightness of Kim's asshole. Gradually the cock-strokes increased in length and momentum.
"Feels like you're splitting me in two," Kim moaned, "and I love it."
Burt fucked his cousin's ass harder and faster. Kim's kneeling body rocked from the impact of his pistoning fucks. Burt grabbed her tits to keep her in place, roughly squeezing her spongy tits.
And Carlson's camera kept clicking.
"Getting it all, freak?" Burt mocked the leering history teacher.
"Every angle," Carlson answered shamelessly. "You kids are coming through with flying colors. These pictures are going to be the prize of my collection."
"Those A's just better show up on our report cards," Burt reminded the camera-snapping teacher.
"A-plus for each of you!" Carlson enthusiastically exclaimed.
Just then Kim interrupted Burt and Carlson with an ear-splitting shriek. She sounded like she was dying. In reality, she was climaxing with such spectacular results from the ass-fuck her cousin was giving her that she was sure she would live forever.
"What a trip!" she cried. "Wish it would never end!"
"Keep fucking her, boy!" Carlson encouraged Burt. "That little ass of hers can't get enough of your big cock."
. "I don't need any advice from you, old man," Burt snapped at the teacher. "You take your damn pictures and I'll do the ass-fucking."
Carlson shut up. Gritting his teeth, Burt fucked his prick into his cousin's ass so deep that his balls slapped against her cunt.
"Ooooh, you've topped yourself," Kim moaned to Burt's latest and most savage cock-thrust. "I can feel the head of your prick all the way into my shit!"
"I'm gonna come," Burt reported.
"Fantastic! Do it, stud, do it!" Kim pleaded. "Flood my ass with your hot, thick cum!"
Burt's hilted cock flexed and strained. Then his prick erupted. His cum unloaded, not in spurts, but in one long continuous gushing flow.
"It's like a hose up my ass!" Kim squealed as her cousin's jism mixed with the shit in her bowels in a boiling brew.
Then Burt's prick stopped shooting. His cock remained in Kim's asshole only a moment before the liquid pressure from her bowels forced his prick out.
Burt just had time to yank his cock free and scramble off the sofa before his cousin's ass exploded with a spray of cum and crap. Anything but upset by her accident, Kim shuddered with a fresh climax as she splattered her surroundings, and the room reeked with her smell.
Even though he had a big job of cleaning up ahead of him, Carlson was beside himself with glee at Kim's raunchy performance. Burt, however, had had enough. All he wanted to do was get out.
"I'm splitting," Burt rasped, snatching up his pants. "You coming with me, Kim?"
"Mmmm, just let me get myself together some," Kim sighed, sliding down from her final orgasm.
"Suit yourself," Burt hissed, pulling on his jeans.
Seconds later the door slammed. Kim looked over her shoulder for her cousin and he was gone.
"The tub's this way, my dear." Carlson caught Kim's attention, gesturing toward the bathroom. "A long soak will do you a world of good. Take as long as you like. Even use some of my bubble bath. It's perfumed. Have you smelling as sweet as ever."
"Yeah . . . sure," Kim muttered.
She got up, shaky, and nakedly drifted past Carlson. She was in a daze now that the fucking was over and Burt had abandoned her.
"You earned it," Carlson called after her.
"What?" she answered.
"The biggest, fattest A I've ever given one of my students," the history teacher replied.
"Oh, right . . . that," Kim mumbled.
She went into the bathroom, closed the door, turned on the water, then sat on the toilet and watched the tap run, wondering what kind of girl she really was.