Chapter 4
Joanna had been teaching for three months at Hawthorne High when she received an invitation to dinner at the Farnwell's.
Arthur Farnwell was the principal of the school. He was a mild-mannered little man with pink cheeks and sparkling eyes.
"Gloria and I always like to get to know the new teachers," he said, his face beaming as he looked Joanna up and down.
He chuckled as his eyes came to rest on
Joanna's heaving tits. She smiled and pulled her shoulders back.
"I'd love to," she said. "I'm looking forward to it."
Joanna had never met Gloria Farnwell, and when she saw her for the first time, a week later, she was surprised to find herself in the presence of a robust blonde woman at least a head taller than her husband and extremely attractive.
Gloria had a way about her. She was one of those people who never hesitated to tell people what she wanted.
Joanna knew she was in her forties but she didn't look it. She had short blonde curls framing her face and huge black eyes.
She looked Joanna up and down from head to toe, her eyes stripping the clothes off the younger woman's body, and then she smiled and insisted that Joanna had to be the prettiest teacher at Hawthorne High.
"Prettiest by far," Gloria said. "You're luscious, honey. Luscious and lovely. I'm so glad you could have dinner with us tonight."
They sat in the Farnwell dining room for over an hour, and after her third glass of wine, Joanna was a little woozy.
The Farnwells were charming, but Joanna had the feeling there was something they wanted besides just getting acquainted with a new teacher.
They threw one compliment after the other at her, until they had her blushing. Joanna felt herself becoming aroused. It seemed ridiculous, considering that Arthur Farnwell was her boss, the principal of the high school where she taught, but there was no question that the conversation was gradually shifting towards sex.
Now the Farnwells were asking Joanna how she was making out as a single girl in town.
"Are there any interesting, available men?" Gloria asked.
"Some," Joanna said.
"Are there enough to go around?"
"I manage to get along," Joanna said.
Gloria laughed. "I'm sure you do, dear. I'm sure you do."
The older woman stared meaningfully at the swell of Joanna's tits, and Joanna soon felt her nipples tingling and her pussy quivering.
"A girl who looks like you, must attract men likes bees to honey," Gloria purred.
There was something about the way Gloria looked at her that gave Joanna the shivers. Joanna felt almost as though she were being sized up as a prospect for a sexual orgy!
Maybe they'll rape me! she thought.
She stifled a giggle as she realized how ridiculous that idea was. The thought of Arthur Farnwell raping anybody made her giggle out loud. He was an intelligent, successful man, and seemed nice enough, but he was hardly a sex symbol.
After dinner, Gloria suggested they watch a new film on their video play-back machine.
"I think it's a bit naughty," Gloria said with a sly smile. "We haven't seen it yet, but we've been told that it's very good."
The three of them sat on the sofa facing the television set, Gloria flanked by Arthur and Joanna, and Joanna was shocked when the movie came on, and she realized she was about to watch a fuck film.
"Call me Arthur," Mr. Farnwell said. "Outside of school, when we see each other socially, I prefer it. Mr. Farnwell is so formal."
She told him she would and gasped at what she saw on the screen. At the home of Arthur Farnwell!
It seemed unreal, but there Joanna was, sitting beside Gloria Farnwell and staring at the television screen which now showed a close-up of a woman's mouth sliding up and down on a thick, juicy cock!
"Well, so far the movie is off to a good start,"
Gloria observed, chuckling. "Are you shocked, dear?"
Joanna crossed her legs, squeezing her cunt between her thighs and hoping they wouldn't notice the rhythmic jerking of her knees.
"No, I'm not shocked," she said. "I'm a big girl, you know. I've seen movies like this before."
"Well, some people don't like them," Arthur Farnwell said. "I don't know why. Seems to me they're good, clean fun!"
She had seen fuck films before, but the idea of watching one with the school principal and his wife was a real turn-on!
The lights were turned down low, and as one erotic image after the other flashed across the screen, coupled with the moaning and sucking on the sound track, Joanna was shocked to see Gloria's hand slipping to Arthur's cock.
It was obvious that Arthur Farnwell had a roaring hard-on. It was also obvious that Gloria Farnwell was not at all bashful about playing with her husband's prick with Joanna right there beside her.
Joanna's eyes shifted back and forth between the television screen and Gloria's hand. She finally gave up on the fuck film when Gloria calmly unzipped Arthur's fly and brought his thick cock out in the open.
He's hung like a horse! Joanna thought.
Arthur's cock looked about a foot long and almost as thick as her wrist. Joanna watched breathlessly as the blonde's fingers fluttered up and down her husband's twitching cockshaft.
His huge cockhead was swollen and bloated, his pisshole dripping cockjuice's onto his wife's hand, his juicy, fat knob looking like a red plum just waiting to be eaten.
Gloria's fingers pinched and tickled Arthur's cockhead. She ran a fingertip over his pisshole and smeared prickjuice over his knob.
Curling her fingers around his cockshaft, she slowly pumped his prick up and down as she watched the sucking and fucking on the television screen.
"I hope you don't mind this, Joanna," Gloria said. "I can't watch these movies without playing with Arthur's cock. Maybe that's why he brings them home to me. Arthur has a dirty little mind!"
And a big cock! Joanna thought.
"I've got the best wife in town." Arthur chuckled. "Isn't she something?"
"She's very nice," Joanna agreed.
"Nice? She's gorgeous! She's the sexiest dame in town, too!" he said boastfully.
Feasting her eyes on Gloria's hand pumping up and down on Arthur's huge cock, Joanna rhythmically flexed her thighs and shivered with pleasure at the wonderful sensations she was producing in her pussy.
She soon realized that the Farnwells got their kicks by having someone watch them fuck around. Joanna didn't mind. She was more than willing to be an audience for a live sex show, particularly when it involved the principal and his wife!
Different strokes, she thought.
Arthur had no intention of remaining completely passive. As his wife continued jacking off his big prick, he slipped a hand into her crotch, pulled back her dress to get his fingers between her thighs, and, as the young woman watched, he stroked Gloria's nylon-covered cuntmound.
In a moment, he slipped his fingers under the elastic of her panties to get at Gloria's cuntlips.
"You don't mind, do you, dear?" Arthur chuckled at Joanna. "I feel when we're among friends, anything goes. You are our friend now, aren't you, dear?"
"Yes, Arthur," Joanna murmured. "We're certainly friends."
Joanna shivered with lust as she watched Arthur Farnwell pull the crotch of Gloria's panties aside and expose Gloria's hairy pussy.
Joanna giggled to herself. And this is the man I didn't think was sexy! she thought. Well, it just shows, you can't judge a book by its cover.
"Oh, yes," Gloria moaned, squirming her ass on the sofa as Arthur massaged and stroked and teased her oozing cunt-flesh.
Joanna's heart pounded as she watched the play of their hands. Her eyes shifted back and forth between Arthur's huge horse-cock and Gloria's thick-bushed, raunchy-looking cunt.
Joanna trembled as she imagined Arthur's thick cock fucking in and out of Gloria's meaty pussy. Would she get to see them fuck? The prospect of actually watching the Farnwells fuck brought a moan to her lips and a gush of cuntjuice to her crotch.
As usual she hadn't worn any panties, and the insides of her thighs were sopping wet. She hoped she didn't ruin the sofa.
She imagined she could hear a squishing noise as she continued flexing her muscles to rhythmically squeeze her cunt-flesh.
"Oh, my!" Joanna gasped, as Gloria suddenly leaned over Arthur's lap and swirled her tongue over his dripping cockhead.
"It's okay if Gloria sucks my cock, isn't it, my dear?" Arthur asked politely.
"Oh, yes," Gloria mumbled, "It's okay."
Craning her neck, Joanna watched as the older woman stretched her lips over her husband's bloated prick head and slowly engulfed his cockhead inch by inch.
Joanna suppressed a giggle when she saw that Gloria could get no more than half of Arthur's huge cock in her mouth. He was much too big. Even with only half his cock in her mouth, Gloria's lips were stretched so wide she looked like she was trying to swallow a watermelon!
God, what a cock! Joanna thought.
Pulling back slowly, Gloria sucked noisily on Arthur's huge prick as saliva drooled out of her mouth to run down his cockshaft.
"That's very nice, my dear," Arthur murmured. - * Very nice indeed.''
When Gloria gobbled his cock up again, Joanna shuddered with excitement as she imagined that huge prick jabbing at the back of her throat.
She was jealous! Joanna watched as Arthur grunted and bucked his hips, trying to drive his cock deeper into his wife's mouth.
She watched as the older woman's cheeks caved in with the force of her sucking. The sexy blonde slurped and slobbered, snorting sounds coming out of her throat as she licked and lapped and sucked on her husband's huge cock.
When Joanna briefly glanced at the television screen, she was amused to see that once again the screen showed a close-up of someone's mouth moving up and down on a cock.
God, what a turn-on!
Unable to resist the urge, Joanna uncrossed her legs and slipped a hand under her dress to get at her bare cunt. Her pussy was soaking wet, her cunthair matted and sticky!
She slithered her fingers between her wet cuntlips and began a frenzied massage of her clit as she watched the blonde's obscenely-stretched mouth moving up and down on Arthur's monstrous cock.
Joanna breathed hard and diddled her clit, finger-fucked her cunthole, and rubbed her crotch with the flat of her hand. She rolled and pulled and tugged at her cunt-flesh, sliding down on the sofa cushion and opening her legs wide as she teased and massaged her steaming pussy.
When Gloria finally pulled her mouth off Arthur's throbbing cock, she looked at Joanna and smiled.
"I hope you don't mind," Gloria said. "Sometimes I just get carried away. Arthur has such a great prick, hasn't he? Oh, my, you're playing with yourself, aren't you? Well, who can blame you with the movies and everything. Do you mind if I watch?"
Before she had a chance to answer, Joanna found her dress pulled all the way up, and her hand rubbing her pussy was exposed to Gloria's feasting eyes.
"No pants," Gloria hissed. "How clever, dear."
Joanna moaned and drilled two fingers inside her sopping cunthole. She finger-fucked her pussy in a frenzy until the older woman forced her hand away and replaced it with her own.
"Let me do that, dear," Gloria purred, three fingers finding Joanna's cunthole and her thumb rolling over Joanna's clit.
Joanna groaned and lay back on the sofa as Gloria's hand went to work on her wet cunt. She moaned softly at he woman's expert touch.
Gloria fingered Joanna's cuntlips gently but firmly, strummed her clit, and probed the wet inside of her pussy until Joanna bucked her ass up and down on the sofa cushion. She shoved her pussy back at Gloria's caressing hand.
"Oh, God, yes!" Joanna crooned as Gloria worked a fourth finger into her cunthole.
Her pussy felt like it had a cock in it, stretched and wide open. Her clit was hard and quivering and sending out lightning-like blasts of hot pleasure each time Gloria stroked it with her thumbtip.
"What a lovely cunt," Gloria purred. "So much cream! A lovely, luscious pussy!"
Joanna was totally turned on now. She tossed her head from side to side, gasping and moaning with pleasure as Gloria mercilessly pinched her cunt-flesh.
"I love a woman who responds like this," Gloria trilled. "I love it when a woman responds to a loving touch with so much passion."
Her cunt quivering, her tits heaving, Joanna tossed her shoes off and pulled her nylon-clad legs up to her chest, opening her thighs wide to give Gloria as much room as she needed.
"Make me come!" Joanna moaned. "Make me come! I can't stand it anymore! Bring me off!"
Gloria chuckled. Leaning over now, giving her full attention to the* younger woman, she rammed her fingers in and out of Joanna's pussy.
"Gorgeous, hard little clit," Gloria said, giggling. "My, look at it jump! Arthur, have a look! She's delicious! She's got a beautiful, juicy pussy! You're going to love it!"
Joanna heard a woman sobbing and crying and realized it was she who was making all the noise.
She wailed and moaned, tossing her head from side to side, her eyes rolling her ass humping as the blonde relentlessly finger-fucked her steaming pussy.
Arthur was standing now, his fist closed around his long, thick cock. Pumping his huge prick, he feasted his eyes on Gloria's hand as it fucked in and out of Joanna's gaping cunt-mound.
"Yes, my dear," Arthur said. "That's a lovely pussy. I'll bet it feels good to touch it."
"Yes," Gloria crooned. "It's wonderful to the touch. She's so responsive, too!"
"She's a good teacher, too," Arthur said. "The students like her very much. She's going to work out just fine."
"Oh, God, I'm coming!" Joanna sobbed at last. "Oh, God, yes! Don't stop! Keep fucking! Oh, God!"
She gasped, groaned and cried out. Her body was racked by spasm after spasm of incredible pleasure.
"Oh, Jesus, it's so good!" she sobbed. "It's so good! So good! Don't stop! I can come again! Don't stop! Please! Keep fucking me!"
"What a hot number," Arthur chucked, beating his meat to the same rhythm as Gloria's rubbing and massaging of Joanna's pussy.
"What a lovely, hot, little pussy."
Gloria kept her hand moving Joanna's cunt until the last spasm convulsed Joanna's pussy.
"Now it's time we had our clothes off," Gloria said.
"What did you say?" Joanna hissed.
Gloria chuckled. She got up and walked across the room to put a new movie on the television.
Joanna realized the fuck film had been over for a long time, and the screen was blank.
Arthur stood off to the side of the sofa and continued beating his meat.
Gloria came back to stand in front of Joanna. Feet apart, hands planted on her hips, she smiled at the younger woman.
"Now it's time to begin the fun!" Gloria giggled.