Chapter 6
Joe the janitor always smelled of booze. He had leering eyes and a leering grin. He usually seemed to have one hand inside his overalls, and Amelia was sure he spent most of the day playing with his prick while he leered at the girl students.
He frightened her. There was a look of evil in his face that rattled her bones, and now he was standing on the doorstep, with his lips pulled back in an evil yellow-toothed grin.
"I saw you with those kids," he said.
Amelia felt her heart clutch with fear. "What do you want?" she said in a trembling voice.
Joe looked at her with bloodshot eyes and laughed. "Some pussy," he wheezed. "What the fuck do ya think I want? You come down to my place at seven o'clock. I'm in the basement of the main building." Then he snickered. "That's the building your husband works in."
He turned abruptly and walked away. Amelia stared after him, trembling with apprehensions. Maybe it's a dream, she thought. No, it was definitely not a dream. Joe Barns was very real. He wanted a payoff to keep quiet. She had no choice.
Walter was out that evening, and Amelia was thankful for that. She was getting dressed. For a while she considered telling Joe Barns to go to hell. She practiced a series of defiant statements. It was no use. Whatever it was he wanted, she would have to give it to him. One word from Joe Barnes to Walter and all hell would break loose.
Standing before the mirror, she looked at her body. The anxiety about Joe Barnes had made her heart pound, but now for some crazy reason she was also sexually excited. She could feel the swelling of her tits and the quivering in her pussy.
I'm a horny bitch! she thought. There was no use pretending anymore. The prospect of fucking Joe Barnes had made her pussy wet, and even if she hated herself for it, it was true! She smirked at her image in the mirror.
Lifting her tits in her hands, she toyed with her nipples. So much had changed since that first day with Ron! She would somehow find some way to handle the janitor.
She wiggled her ass, enjoying her naked image in the mirror. She tangled her fingers in the thick reddish hair of her cunt bush. She stroked her hips.
"Flexing her thighs, she moved her legs apart. She spread them wide. She could see her cuntlips pulling open. She pinched her spongy nipples and thrust her crotch forward, lewdly pumping her cunt at the mirror.
"God, what a slut!" she laughed softly.
Using her fingers to pry open her cuntlips, she gazed at her wet fuckhole. She widened the angle of her thighs still further, partially squatting down and shivering.
"Oh, Jesus, I'm hot-!" she breathed.
She cupped a heavy tit with one hand and lifted the nipple to her lips. Snaking her wet tongue out of her mouth, she began licking her nipple back and forth, fluttering over it and teasing it.
Her free hand moved down to her wet cunt bush. She slipped two fingers inside her dripping cunthole. Opening her mouth, she grabbed her swollen nipple between her lips and began sucking. She sucked her tit and fucked her cunthole in rhythm. She bucked her ass, fucking her hand and watching herself in the mirror.
Her face was flushed with pleasure. Grinding her hips, she massaged her cunt, smearing her flowing cuntjuice over all of her crotch. Her clit was stiff and quivering. She began strumming it with her thumb. The sensitive bud swelled up even more.
Frigging herself in a frenzy, her eyes glazed, she continued sucking on her tit and playing with her cunt. She was consumed with lust. Hot waves of pleasure washed up from her crotch. Her hand and wrist were soaking wet with her oozing cuntjuice.
Her thighs quivered. Her fingers churned in and out of her juicy cunthole. Her thick cuntlips gaped widely. Her pussy convulsed as she massaged her steaming cunt-flesh.
When she finally let her tit drop from her mouth, her nipple was drenched with her saliva and glistening. She shivered as she let the heavy globe of her tit drop.
"Oh, Jesus!" she groaned, pumping her crotch at the mirror.
For a few minutes the pulsations in her pussy made her forget all about Joe Barnes. Her body jerked and trembled through a series of small orgasms. The incredible pleasure was short-lived, however, and soon her attention was drawn back to reality.
Joe Barnes was very real. There was no way she could avoid going to him that evening.
She showered and dressed. She wore a loose blouse that buttoned down the front and no bra. The swells of her tits were clearly visible. Her nipples were out-lined by the thin cotton.
Let him have a ball! she thought. Her body was the only way she had to keep him quiet.
At seven o'clock she left the house to pay Joe Barnes a visit.
Joe the janitor lived in two rooms in the basement of the main school building. Amelia shuddered as she walked down the grimy iron steps and along the cluttered hallway to his door.
Thank God it was evening and the building was empty! She felt alone and helpless. When she knocked on the door, a cackling voice told her to come in.
She pushed the door open, and a moment later she found herself in a dingy room that looked as though it hadn't been cleaned in twenty years.
Joe sat sprawled in a rocking chair, his lips spread in a horrible grin and his bloodshot eyes leering. He wore pants instead of his usual overalls, and Amelia could see the large bulge in his crotch.
Spreading his knees and sliding further down in the chair, he pushed his crotch forward. He looked her up and down, his leering eyes appraising her, his lips twisted in an insolent sneer.
"Well, well," he drawled. "If it ain't uppity Mrs. Johnson, wife of the snooty school principal! I always thought you were the prettiest piece around here. And now I get a taste, don't I?"
Amelia sat down in a rickety chair facing him. Joe smiled at her dimpled knees, and when she crossed her legs his eyes raked over her firm thighs. Amelia restrained the anger she felt.
"Let's get it over with," she said softly.
"Good girl!" Joe cackled.
Amelia trembled. She hated him. "Just this once," she said. "You must promise me you'll never say anything about the boys."
Joe smirked. "What makes you think I have to promise anything?" Then his eyes hardened. "You just do whatever the fuck I want, you hear?"
His yellow-toothed grin returned as he moved a hand between his legs to rub his bulging crotch.
"You want to keep your little secret from your husband, don't you?"
"You know I do," she hissed.
"You really had yourself a time with those two kids!" he snickered.
He suddenly pulled the zipper of his fly down. His pants gaped open. Amelia shuddered as he brought out a long thick cock, only half hard, with a heavy loose foreskin.
The lewd exposure of his massive cock made Amelia's legs tremble. His cock was slowly swelling. He closed his fingers around his cockshaft. Amelia stared at his rampant fuckpole as he pulled his foreskin back to reveal his fat red cockhead.
He smiled at her, his eyes arrogant and lustful. "What do ya think of it, Mrs. Johnson? This ain't no kid's pecker!"
He was right. He had more cock-meat in his hand than both boys put together! He had the biggest cock she'd ever seen! It seemed to be endlessly growing. Cockjuice was welling up in his pisshole.
His eyes were glittering slits. "Take some clothes off!" he leered. "Let's have a look at the merchandise!"
She was hypnotized by his fat cock. Her hands moved slowly to the buttons of her blouse. He watched her with glittering eyes. When she had the blouse opened and slipped off her shoulders, he cackled when he saw that she wasn't wearing a bra.
"All the way off!" he smirked.
She peeled off the blouse. Her sensitive nipples betrayed her excitement by their stiffness.
"Nice jugs!" he croaked. "You're going to do what I want, aren't you?"
She nodded. She was in his power. He could make her do anything. She had to cooperate with him.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked in a trembling voice.
He cackled and moved his bloodshot eyes from her tits to her face. "Right now I'll settle for a little head!" he wheezed.
Amelia caught her breath. She had hoped she'd get by without that. She had thought a quick fuck would be enough. The thought of sucking his grimy cock made her nauseous.
Sensing her reluctance, Joe growled and rose up off his chair. He moved toward her and stood in front of her with his cock swaying under her nose. She stared at his juicy red cockhead. A drop of clear cockjuice hung on his pisshole like a pearl.
His strong fingers suddenly clamped her shoulders. "Suck it, Mrs. Johnson! Get that prick in your mouth!"
A soft moan of anguish escaped her lips. There was no way for her to avoid his throbbing cock-flesh. Her face poised over the slitted knob of his cock. She could smell the musky odor of his crotch. Her pulse raced. His bloated cockhead throbbed. "Please!" she whispered. "Fuck you!" he hissed. "Suck it!" He gripped her shoulders more tightly. He was hurting her. He moved forward and rubbed the smooth knob of his cock against her chin. He smeared his cockjuice over her face.
"You've sucked lots of cocks before." he growled. "I saw you take on two of them!"
Amelia shuddered. She knew it was useless to resist. She was about to open her mouth, when Barnes suddenly reached down and grabbed one of her tits.
"Nice titty!" he grunted.
He pinched her nipple hard. She groaned. The pleasure was more intense than the pain. The spongy bud of her nipple stiffened even further.
A soft chuckle came out of his throat. He continued rubbing the head of his cock against her cheek.
"You're getting all excited, Mrs. Johnson. I can tell. Pull my balls out!"
Her face flushed, she moved to obey him. She lifted out the huge sack of his balls. His hand continued jiggling her naked tit. She held the thick shaft of his cock in one hand and his balls in the other.
His cock was huge! She couldn't help wondering how it would feel stretching her cunt. She pictured his huge cockhead reaming out her cunt-channel.
"Open up!" he grunted.
He shoved his hips forward. His cock pushed through her fingers. His fat cockhead pressed against her lips. She yielded, opening her mouth as wide as possible. She engulfed the bloated knob of his cock and began sucking.
"Yeah!" he cackled. "Oh, yeah! Suck that prick, Mrs. Johnson! Suck that prick!"
His cockhead pushed at her tongue, sliding forward to jab at the back of her throat. She gagged momentarily, then she recovered.
"Move your hand!" he wheezed.
She began pumping his cockshaft with her hand at the same time as she sucked on his cockhead. She shuddered as she pushed forward until he had his cockhead halfway down her throat.
Her throat muscles tightened around his juicy knob. He gasped as he began pumping his prick in and out of her mouth.
She struggled to breathe. When she gagged, he finally pulled his cock out until he had just his cockhead inside her lips.
She whimpered with relief. She began bobbing her head up and down on his cock, sucking him forcefully. As long as she retained control, she could avoid getting his cock slammed down her throat. She had decided to go through with this, and there was no other way.
She was also beginning to like it. It was a cock, after all. Her eyes closed, she went to work.
She decided she might be able to get away with just a blowjob. She would have to take his load in her mouth, but maybe there would be some way to spit it out afterwards.
As if reading her mind, Joe cackled down at her. "You're gonna drink it, slut! You're gonna make me come and swallow every God damn drop!"
She continued sucking, bobbing her mouth back and forth on his thick cockshaft. She was definitely turned on. Maybe it was the animal-like submission. Maybe it was the juicy fat cock in her mouth. She liked the taste of it. She liked the feel of it. Whatever-she was definitely excited.
She soon had his cock thoroughly coated with her saliva. The ring of her lips slid smoothly back and forth over the cylinder of slippery hot cock-flesh.
She swallowed the cockjuice leaking out of his pisshole. Her throat muscles clutched his cockhead at the end of each stroke. She maintained a steady rhythm, fucking him with her mouth, bobbing frantically up and down on his pulsing cockmeat.
His cockshaft trembled and shook. His heavy balls tightened in her hand. She could feel the pulsations of his bloated cockhead. She sucked with a slurping sound. She massaged the knob of his cock with her tongue. She nibbled on the slick plum, gripping it with her teeth, and then opening her mouth wide and sliding down to engulf all of his cock until her nose was tickled by his wiry crotch hair.
"CHRIST, WHAT A COCKSUCKER!" he cried. "Suck it, you bitch! Suck my cock!"
She whimpered with greed. She sucked on his massive fuck-pole with relish. Her fingers pumped the shuddering length of his prick.
Each time his cockhead lodged in her throat, a wave of lust washed over her body.
She squeezed his heavy balls in her hand and nuzzled his thick crotch hair each time she swooped down to engulf his meat.
His throbbing cock-flesh filled her mouth. He began hunching, pumping his prick in and out, meeting her stroke for stroke. His fat cockhead swelled up even further.
Hot saliva drooled out of her mouth and washed over his cock and balls. The ring of her lips was stretched wide by the thickness of his cock. Her mouth ached from the wide stretching.
She was mewling now, crooning with pleasure as she licked and sucked on his fuckpole.
"NOW, YOU CUNT!" he growled.
He shuddered. His hips jerked forward. She clamped the ring of her lips behind his cockhead to avoid choking. His trembling, thick, bloated knob swelled up as he cried out.
"SUCK IT, YOU BITCH! SUCK IT!"
His cockhead exploded. Hot thick jism gushed into her mouth. Spurt after spurt of his slimy fuck-cream flowed over her tongue and cascaded down her throat.
"OH, YEAH! THAT'S THE WAY! SUCK IT BITCH!"
She swallowed convulsively, gulping wad after wad of his thick jism. Some of it overflowed from the comers of her mouth and gushed down to her chin. She slobbered over his spewing cock like a savage animal. She sucked his hot cream down her greedy throat.
Frantic with need, she shoved her hand under her dress to grab her cunt. A frenzied massage brought her an orgasm, even as her throat muscles continued to work on his erupting cock.
Her lips were still stretched. Her nose and chin were coated with his thick creamy jism. Her whole face was wet and sticky. She continued milking him as she pulled his prick from her lips.
His swollen knob flipped up against her nose. She swiped at it with her tongue, gathering up the spilled come and sucking it into her mouth.
Still holding his balls, she gently squeezed them to urge out the last of his loud.
Joe groaned. "Jesus Christ! Jesus fucking Christ!"
His chest heaving, he stepped back from her and moved towards his bed.
"Jesus, what a mouth!" he wheezed. "I'll see that you get all you want!"
She closed her eyes. She shuddered at the magnitude of her own degradation and tried to pull herself together. When she opened her eyes again, when she looked at him, he was flat on his back on his grimy bed. He was wheezing. His eyes were closed and he looked pale.
She decided it was a good time to put her clothes on and leave.