Chapter 5
It was almost noon and Marilyn was walking through the crowded school hallway, wishing she was somewhere...anywhere!...but in school. As her sexual frustration mounted, so did her contempt for teaching.
Passing the boiler room with its ancient loud boilers working full speed, Marilyn spotted something through the window in the door. She wasn't sure exactly what it was and continued walking for a few steps before deciding to investigate.
She couldn't know then that her decision would change her life completely in ways she had never dreamed.
His friends and his enemies called him Big Mac. Of course it wasn't his real name, but there were few people he associated with who knew how and why he had gotten the nickname.
Big Mac was a renegade of the highest sort. Tall, his body rippling with the young muscles of a one-year-old bull, he held everyone and everything in contempt. Total contempt. He hated conventional society as passionately as he loved his motorcycle and his gang, a small group of three other high school boys who never learned to fit in with society either.
The name was both descriptive and sarcastic, derived from a fast food chain hamburger and his cock, which measured an awesome eleven inches.
Big Mac leaned against a boiler and pulled a crumpled Marlboro from his shirt pocket. Every day he smoked a cigarette in the boiler room during his lunch break, and the butts of days past were still on the floor.
Lighting the cigarette, Mac inhaled deeply and closed his. eyes,. wishing there was some place else in the world he felt as peaceful as the boiler room.
To someone else, though, the boiler room would be anything but peaceful. The roar of the various engines was deafening, and the constant clanking and grinding of metal against metal was enough to drive a person to drink.
But to Mac, the boiler room was something different. It, like himself, didn't fit in with the smooth, efficient, quiet world that made up the school. He, too, was rough and noisy and somehow seemed to get the job done.
And there was something else about the boiler room that appealed to the young renegade. It was a place that he went to simply because he wanted to be there, and Big Mac honestly believed that the old machines recognized that and welcomed his entry every afternoon.
So it should have come back as no shock to Marilyn when she entered the boiler room and started cursing Big Mac for having a cigarette that he reacted as he did. For him, she was the one who was trespassing.
"I said I'm taking you to the principal's office!" Marilyn shouted to Mac, trying to be heard above the din of the motors.
"I said get your ass out of here before I break it," Mac countered, looking at the teacher who, at thirty-two, was twice his age and half his size.
"Listen you young punk!" Marilyn screamed, her temper rising. "I said you're coming with me!"
Marilyn's timing was off. On any other day she might have gotten away with something like that, but not on a day when Big Mac's massive eleven inch cock needed to be satisfied.
Big Mac and his three friends always wore something which, to them, was like a uniform. Rather than wearing a belt, they had a short length of rope tied in a knot at their waist. And each of them wore a red bandanna around his neck, no matter how hot or cold the weather was.
Grabbing Marilyn by the arm, Mac easily swung her around and pushed her against several pipes. As she screamed in anger and surprise, he whipped off the rope belt and held it in front of her face.
"Leave me alone or I'm going to tie you up and fuck the living shit right outta you, bitch!" Big Mac screamed, his face a mask of fury.
"If you touch me I'll call the cops!" Marilyn screamed back, trying not to be intimidated by the young hoodlum.
It took less than a minute for Mac to completely lose his temper and act out his gut-level desires. He pushed Marilyn against the cold water pipes again, and used his rope belt to tie her wrists together. Once the bandanna was tied around her head, Marilyn was gagged and unable to defend herself or call for help.
"Gonna give you something you've needed for a long time, Teacher! Gonna fuck you silly, bitch!"
Big Mac looked at his captive, feeling the throbbing in his huge cock as his prick slowly gained size, getting harder and thicker by the second. He opened his jeans and pushed them down to his thighs, whipping out a cock that was so large that his prick looked like a long, fleshy hose.
Marilyn's mind was spinning. She ad never dreamed that this sort of thing would ever happen to her. She bit at the bandanna in her mouth and knew that she could never get anyone's attention. Struggling against the rope around her wrists, she found it had no yield at all. Marilyn knew she was trapped and would remain so until the hoodlum named Big Mac decided to free her.
"I've thought about fucking you for a long time, Teacher," Mac said, grabbing Marilyn's ass and squeezing. "Whenever you bend over and I get a glimpse of those big tits you've got, I always get a hard-on. Never fails!"
Mac fisted his prick as he fondled Marilyn's ass. Reaching around her body, he finally felt her tits and the breath gushed out of his lungs. The times he had jerked off thinking about Marilyn's tits! And now he was actually feeling them!
"Gonna fuck you good this time," he hissed. "And after that you'll beg me to fuck you! Nobody can fuck a woman like I can!" Marilyn felt her skirt being raised, and she mumbled an incoherent protest. Her tits were throbbing hotly from Big Mac's rough mauling and, despite herself, Marilyn felt her hot fuck juices start to flow.
Am I really getting turned-on by this hideous thing that is happening to me? Marilyn thought, struggling against the rope. No! I could never enjoy this!
Big Mac pushed Marilyn's skirt over her hips, revealing tan panty vhose and white panties. He hooked his fingers around the elastic and jerked both garments down past the swells of her ass until they were bunched about her thighs.
"Nice pussy," Mac said casually, stepping back to get a better view of the teacher's asshole and cunt. "Something worthy of my cock, that's for sure."
Marilyn was going crazy with mixed emotions. This was almost like what had happened to her so long ago when she was gang-raped by her boyfriend and all his friends. And she had climaxed so hard then! It was terrible at first, but then she learned to love it and ended up having orgies every weekend after the football game.
Mac's cock was very hard now, angling out from his body and slightly downward from the weight of his blood-engorged cockhead. Strok- ing his prick softly, Mac put his hand on Marilyn's ass, feeling the warmth of her flesh and its softness.
"Your pussy's going to milk me dry," he said, letting his fingertips graze lightly over Marilyn's pussylips. "It surely is."
When his hot, bulbous cockhead nudged against her slightly moist pussylips, Marilyn groaned. Though she hadn't seen the size of Mac's cock, she could feel that his prick was massive, at least in girth. The length of his cock she would discover later when his prick came fucking up her hot cunt.
Big Mac had Marilyn's hip in his hand as his other hand guided his lusty cylinder of cockmeat to her pussy. He flexed his thighs, then shoved his hips against his captive. His reddish prick-knob punched through Marilyn's meager resistance and fucked her hot cunt.
"Unngggg!" Marilyn gasped, biting down harder on the bandanna in her mouth. Her cuntlips had never been stretched quite so far apart before, and immediately she felt a stab of pain. She just wasn't lubricated enough to take Mac's eleven inches of cock without some amount of pain.
Her tight pussy surrounded the tip of Mac's prick and he sighed softly, feeling the moisture of the teacher's cunt warm his cockhead. With another thrust of his hips, five more awesome inches of huge prickflesh fucked into her pussy.
Marilyn's knees trembled and she wondered if she would collapse. Why aren't I fighting harder? she thought. She knew she could fall to the floor-and maybe kick backward at her assailant. That might stop him from fucking his awful, giant-sized cock in her pussy.
Mac had fucked plenty of chicks in his day and he knew that to simply shove all of his cock into a woman at once was both painful for the woman and uncomfortable for him. He pulled back until just the cockhead was still in Marilyn's cunt, then fucked his fleshy prick back into her, adding an extra two inches of cockmeat into her pussy.
Marilyn's cunt was quickly getting very hot and juicy, despite her inner feelings that what was happening to her was innately wrong. Though her experience at fucking was a long way from incomplete, Marilyn's cunt had never taken anything quite as large as Mac's prick.
"Unngggmmm!" Marilyn groaned, trying to look over her shoulder at her attacker. Her clit was being constantly being rubbed by the massive thickness of his cock, and her cunt got juicier.
"Tight snatch," Mac groaned, grabbing Marilyn's ass cheeks and squeezing them roughly. He reared back and fucked his prickmeat into her pussy again and this time reached full penetration. Big Mac's balls swung forward and slapped against Marilyn's straining thighs.
Before she really realized what was happening, Marilyn's clit was an inferno of lust. Her husband's quick fucks had done nothing for her and now, with a huge cock belonging to a virile young man, her clit was overexcited. Her thirty-eight-inch tits, hanging down as she bent forward, flopped tautly back and forth in her bra, weaving with the charging fucks of Mac's cock.
Marilyn's hands were balled into tight fists as she felt her cunt involuntarily tighten around Mac's fucking cock. Her stomach felt like someone had reached his hand inside her and twisted everything around. Her big brown eyes, open and glassy, stared at nothing and saw nothing.
And then it happened. For the first time in years, it happened. Marilyn's clit sizzled and then exploded. A hot, clear fuck oil coated Mac's cock and trickled down her thighs until it was soaked up in her panty hose.
Fucking his cock faster into the cunt, Big Mac felt her hot cunt tighten around his prick-meat. Reaching around her body, he cupped a tit in his hand and found the nipple as hard as a pebble and very pointed...the sure sign that a woman had cum.
Marilyn's knees went limp and she sagged slightly, teetering on her high-heeled shoes. But before she could drop completely to the floor, Mac wrapped an arm around her waist and held her up.
"Not yet, Mrs. Marilyn Waters! I ain't done fuckin' you yet!" Mac hissed, fucking his cock into her for emphasis.
Marilyn heard his word faintly above the dull roar of the boiler room engines.
Mac fucked her cunt a dozen more times before he felt his balls start to tingle. He pawed her tits, almost clawing at them, really, and fucked his prick into her cunt until he felt its entire length being caressed by her inner muscles and warmed by her hot fuck juices.
"Ohhhhh! You're going to get a cuntful of cum, bitch!" he shouted, grabbing both her tits hard in his calloused hands. "I'm going to fill that tight cunt of yours with my hot jism! Don't you know it!"
Marilyn hardly heard his words. She was too concerned about her cunt and, especially, the tiny clit that was once again getting fiery hot and juicy.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Mac screamed as cum boiled in his balls, then shot through the length of his prick into Marilyn's clasping pussy.
The busty brunette teacher felt her pussy getting deluged with cum and once again her clit went wild. She twitched and trembled, tossed in the throes of a wrenching orgasm, but was held up by Mac and held motionless by the ropes binding her wrists.
As soon as the scalding cum had been emptied from his balls, Mac jerked his prick out of Marilyn's pussy and began whipping her ass with his wet cockhead. Blobs of jism coated the red knob of his prick and were rubbed off on Marilyn's hot, battered flesh.
When Big Mac untied the rope around Marilyn's wrists, she could only look at him with a mixture of rage and love. She despised him for raping her...and rape was the only word for what he had done. But she also had to thank him, at least to herself, for giving her two fantastic climaxes.
Marilyn stood straight and pulled her panty hose up. Her gaze was burning into Mac's muscular chest and her tits were heaving up and down as she drew in deep breaths.
"You don't need to worry," she said softly. Mac stepped closer to make sure he heard every word. "I'm not going to tell the police about this rape. It wouldn't do my reputation any good, and putting you in a juvenile home wouldn't do either of us any good. But if you ever touch me again ..."
Letting her words trail off, Marilyn believed that she had made her point clearly enough for Big Mac, the young thug. She honestly believed that he wouldn't bother her again.
She couldn't know that he was already planning on telling his cycle buddies what kind of a tight cunt the teacher had.