Chapter 8
Sara got home to find a small party going on. Brad, Rick and a third boy from school, Tom, were playing loud stereo music and drinking beer. Sara ordered them to turn the music down before it disturbed the neighbors.
"Aw, come on, Aunt Sara," Brad begged. "We're celebrating."
"You can celebrate with the music a little lower," Sara said, marching over to turn down the stereo.
"Aren't you interested in what we're celebrating, Miss Davis?" Rick grinned.
"Oh, sorry," Sara said. Her mind was on Ron. "What's the occasion?"
"We decided to bring Tom into our little group," Brad said, indicating the red-haired teenager. "We thought it wasn't fair to hog you."
Sara turned crimson. "Brad, let me understand what you're saying," she said. "You told Tom about us?"
"You got it, Auntie," Brad grinned. "Now why don't you slip into something more comfortable, like nothing at all, and join the party?"
Sara moaned. Just when she was trying to get out of her involvement with the boys, they'd told her terrible secret to another kid. If things went on like this, pretty soon the whole school would know that she'd been fucking her student and her nephew. She had to take action, quickly and firmly.
"I'm not joining your party, Brad," she said. "Not now and not ever again. That's over. And if any of you get ideas about telling on me, I'll deny it. Your friends are welcome to stay around this evening if you'll keep the noise down. I'm going out."
The boys' faces fell as Sara turned and started for her room. "Just a damned minute, Aunt Sara," Brad growled. "I promised my friends some fun. You can't back out just like that."
Sara didn't say anything, just kept walking. Brad had to learn to take no for an answer. She was almost to her room when she heard the boys thundering after her. Desperately she raced for the door, but she wasn't fast enough. Strong young arms caught her and dragged her back to the living room. Sara wept and struggled, but of course she was no match for three husky and determined boys.
"No more bullshit, Auntie," Brad told her. "You're gonna be part of our celebration whether you like it or not. Now start taking your clothes off."
"Maybe she needs a little encouragement," Rick said, taking out his switchblade.
At the sight of that knife, Sara knew she'd lost. She'd have to do anything these punks wanted. Miserably she kicked off her shoes and began unbuttoning her blouse. Tom and Brad grinned and settled down on the couch to watch her undress, while Rick, still holding the knife, took a chair between her and the door, blocking any possible escape.
"That's more like it, Auntie," Brad said with a wicked grin. "I knew you'd be a good girl and cooperate."
"It will be the last time, Brad," Sara said coldly. "I'm sending you home tomorrow. Your mother will just have to make other arrangements for you."
Brad just laughed, as if he didn't believe her, but she meant it. She'd send him home and report Tom and Rick to the principal if she had to, anything to get out of the depraved scene she'd fallen into. She wanted a normal life with Ron. But right now it looked as if she couldn't escape playing a final scene in the sordid drama.
She removed her blouse, and all the boys focused hotly on her tightly packed bra. Blushing furiously, Sara unhooked the bra and removed it, and her melon-sized tits wobbled into their natural firm thrust, big pink nipples quivering. Brad and Rick grinned wolfishly, and Tom's eyes got huge.
"Jesus!" the red-haired kid exclaimed. "I never seen tits that big before."
"Aw, when did you ever see any tits?" Rick taunted.
"In magazines, asshole," Tom laughed. "But they weren't as nice as Miss Davis' tits."
"See, Auntie," Brad grinned, "I said you could be a centerfold."
Sara tried to ignore their taunts and crude remarks. She skinned out of her pantyhose and unzipped her skirt. As the skirt floated to the carpet, leaving her in just her black lace panties, the boys leaned forward in their seats. Now came the part she dreaded most. Still blushing hotly, she tugged downd her panties, revealing her firm little ass and the thick dark triangle of her bush.
"Fantastic," Tom sighed.
"Didn't we tell you?" Rick said.
"And you mean I get to fuck her?" Tom said excitedly.
"We all do," Brad promised. "But this time I get to be first. Okay, Rick?"
"Sure," Rick said generously, "just don't take all night."
Brad stood up and began undressing. Standing there naked, the object of the boys' leering eyes, Sara wanted to sink right through the floor. She realized that she wasn't hooked on young boys any longer, and she wondered how she could ever have lusted for these sadistic punks. The only man who excited her now was Ron Edwards.
"Look what I got for you, Auntie," Brad said.
He'd just stepped out of his jeans and was proudly displaying a fierce hard-on. His thick six-incher hugged his belly, blue veins standing out on the bloated column of flesh. His cock wagged stiffly as he walked toward her. Sara just stood there waiting, resigned to being humiliated and hoping it would be over with quickly.
"You don't seem too thrilled, Auntie," Brad said. "How come? You really got off on fucking us yesterday."
Sara had resolved not to react in any way, and when she just stood there and said nothing, Brad growled and grabbed for her big naked tits. He molded and squeezed the hot silky flesh while his grinning buddies watched. He did all his favorite tricks like thumbing her large pink nipples into stiffness, but still Sara didn't respond.
His touch felt pleasant, she couldn't deny that, but she didn't want him any more. She only wanted Ron. Even when Brad bent down and started licking her nipples with his hot juicy tongue, something that usually drove her wild, she felt only mild sensations. Finally Brad raised his head from her spit-soaked tits and glared at her.
"Okay, if that's the way you want it, bitch, that's how you'll get it!" he barked. "Lean against that chair."
Moving like a robot, Sara turned, bent, and rested her hands against the arm of an easy chair. Her luscious round ass poked out, and the leering boys could see the moist pink line of her slit and its thick glossy fringe of brown curls. Grinning wickedly, Brad moved behind her and touched the hard purple knob of his cockhead to the tiny hollow of her cunt.
"You better come over and watch this, Tom," he said smugly. "You'll be doing it yourself pretty soon."
"I think I'll take a closer look, too," Rick snickered.
Sara's humiliation grew as the two boys came and stood within a foot of her, their eyes focused hotly on Brad's rigid blue-veined-prick. He grasped her hips, grunted, and shoved, and his bulbous steel-hard cockhead wedged painfully into the dry and resisting mouth of her cunt. Sara stifled a gasp. She didn't want to give the little creep the satisfaction of knowing he was hurting her.
"Shit!" Brad muttered. "She's dry."
"Well, you know what to do about that," Rick said.
"Yeah," Brad said quickly. "Before I fuck her, I'm gonna do something else to her, Tom. Watch close, you can use this to get chicks really hot."
"Right," Tom panted.
Apparently Tom had never been with a girl before, and Brad and Rick were going to show him the ropes. The red-haired kid was flushed with horny excitement, and Sara saw that the fly of his jeans was sharply tented. His glazed lusty eyes followed everything Brad did. Now Brad dropped to his knees behind her and folded back the delicate pink lips of her cunt.
"Chicks really like to have their pussies licked," he explained to Tom.
Then Sara felt an exquisite sensation radiating from the mouth of her cunt. Damn Brad anyhow, he knew just how to get her excited. He was swirling the slick pointed tip of his tongue around and around in the greedy little mouth of her pussy, and she couldn't ignore the searing pleasure she felt. She dug her nails into the chair arm and gritted her teeth.
Rick, standing right by Tom, had a big hard bulge at the crotch of his jeans. "Watch him," he said. "He's gonna shove his whole tongue up her pussy."
Tom looked as if he was going to come right in his jeans. He was bug-eyed and breathing harshly as he watched Brad swirling his tongue tip around in the buttery hollow of Sara's cunt. Sara was willing herself not to cream, not to show a single sign of arousal, but it wasn't easy. Then suddenly Brad crammed his thick hot tongue hard into her pussy, and she shuddered with pleasure.
"There, see, he's got his tongue all the way into her," Rick said excitedly. "He's gonna use it on her just like a cock."
That was just what Sara feared. Brad began to plow his stiff juicy tongue up and down in her horny little fuckhole, working hard and fast, and heavy waves of pleasure tore through her pussy. She made one last desperate attempt to get her mind off those delicious sensations, but it was no use. In seconds she was almost screaming with horniness.
Brad's spearing tongue made a lewd slurping noise as it reamed deep in her tight cunt. Rick snickered at the sound, but Tom just stood there watching, his eyes popping, his mouth hanging open. Sara clawed at the chair arm and almost moaned in humiliation as she felt her cunt juices starting to flow. The hot cream gushed around Brad's stabbing tongue.
Now all she could think about was coming. It didn't matter who she did it with, just as long as she got some relief for the burning need in her pussy. It didn't matter any more that two other boys were in the room with her and Brad, watching and leering as he tongue-fucked her. The only thing she cared about was getting off.
She tightened her juicing cunt around the spiking meat and shivered lustily as she felt the red-hot friction. A few more seconds of that delicious tongue-fucking and she'd be coming. She'd do it silently, of course, to cheat Brad of his triumph, but she just had to come. But just as she was on the brink of climax, Brad whipped his tongue out of her cunt.
"She's good and wet now," he bragged.
He rose to his feet and grasped her hips again, and Sara gritted her teeth and braced herself for the first hard lunge of his stiff young cock. She knew he wasn't going to be gentle. Sure enough, growling lustily, Brad crammed his steely prick as hard as he could into her little juice-slick pussy, plowing into her womb and slamming his bloated balls against her slit.
"Uhhhhhhh!" Sara gasped.
"Take it, bitch!" Brad snarled. "I don't care if it hurts. If this is the last time I get to fuck you, I'm gonna make it count."
Gripping her hips tightly, the angry boy fucked into her like an animal, snarling and growling as he pistoned his rock-hard prick deep and fast in her hot little pussyhole. Unluckily for Sara, that was just the way she liked to be fucked best, and it was all she could do to stifle her cries of pleasure as she took the deep hard drilling of her nephew's cock.
"Yeah, give it to her, Brad!" Rick shouted. "Fuck the bitch silly!"
Tom still wasn't talking. His eyes were intently focused on Brad's cock as the blue- veined column of flesh slammed in and out between Sara's hugely splayed cuntlips. Soon Brad's stiff prick was dripping with her cream. She couldn't stop that hot thick flood of juice, for she was getting more frantically horny by the second.
"You love it, don't you, Auntie?" Brad taunted. "You go crazy when I fuck you."
Sara wasn't about to reply to that or any of his other crude remarks. But of course Brad couldn't stand her silence. He wanted to drive her into a lusty frenzy, to make her cry out shamelessly. He fucked into her even harder, his belly smacking loudly against her upturned ass, his thick cock making an obscene sucking noise as it reamed the hot syrup from her cunt.
"Damn you, Auntie, you know you want it," he panted.
Sara's whole body shook with the force of his fucking, her big tits wobbling crazily from side to side. She braced herself against the chair arm so she wouldn't be bowled over. Her nephew had never fucked her harder, and it had never excited her so wildly. She didn't love him, she loved Ron, but she couldn't fail to respond to his stallion-like fucking.
Her cunt seemed to have a life of its own, growing tighter and hotter by the second, gripping his deep-thrust cock to get more red-hot friction. Brad felt the slow tightening and whined with pleasure. She could tell he was struggling not to come, wanting to bring her off first so he could brag to his buddies. Much as she wanted to come, she also wanted to cheat him of that triumph.
The very next time he slammed his steely cock into her cunt, she deliberately tightened her muscular cunt walls as much as she could, squeezing his cock almost flat. Feeling his swollen cock gripped fiercely in that hot wet vise of flesh, Brad gave a piercing whine of pleasure. Helplessly he felt his balls spasm and release their steaming load.
"Awwwwwww, shit!" he bawled.
His ass began to knot and jerk with lightning speed as he came uncontrollably, jetting load after load of hot jizz into her pussy. The thick cum overflowed her tightly stuffed cunt and gushed down her legs. Brad whined and shot his scalding jizz to the very last drop, then staggered back from her, gasping and flushed.
"Guess you got off, huh?" Rick laughed.
"Yeah," Brad sighed, "but she wouldn't come. She's holding out on purpose, the bitch!"
"Well, maybe you just haven't got what it takes, old buddy," Rick taunted. "Maybe I can do better."
"Go ahead and try, smart ass!" Brad snapped.
Finally Tom spoke up. "Yeah, take your turn, Rick," he said, " 'cause I sure as hell can't wait much longer."
Rick laughed and ordered Sara to sit down in the chair. She was glad to sit so she could catch her breath and try to collect her thoughts. Rick stood right in front of her and took off his clothes. She couldn't help admiring his lean young body, not to mention his handsome, rigid seven-inch prick. His cock stood straight up, painfully engorged and stiff as steel.
Sara soon found out why he wanted her to sit in the chair. When he was naked, he lifted her legs and draped them over the arms of the chair, lewdly exposing her wet fur-fringed cunt. Sara blushed with humiliation as he and the other boys gawked and grinned. Her pussy couldn't have been more totally exposed to their leering eyes.
Rick got a cushion, dropped it on the floor in front of her, and knelt. When Brad and Tom saw what he was up to, they crowded in close, watching lustily. Sara prepared herself for further humiliation. In this position her audience wouldn't miss a single detail as Rick fucked her. Leering at her, he wedged the bulbous head of his cock into her juicy little pussy.
"Bet I can get you off, teacher," he taunted.
Sara was afraid of that. He used a completely different technique than Brad. Instead of fucking into her mercilessly and brutally, he began gliding his thick rigid cock slowly and sensuously up her horny little fuckhole, taking his time and savoring the tight slick fit. That gradual penetration was delicious and tantalizing to Sara.
The farther in her cunt he got, the better it felt, and soon she was aching for him to slam his big prick all the way into her pussy. She kept her jaws clamped shut, keeping back her cries of excitement as Rick slowly stuffed her full of hotly throbbing cock. At last his bloated hairy balls came to rest against her wet slit, and he paused and grinned at her.
"You got every damn inch of my cock now, teacher," he said. "And I bet you love it."
The other boys laughed, and Sara reddened. But it was all too true. She was going wild with lust as Rick's big hard cock throbbed in her famished pussyhole. It got worse when he began to fuck her in deep slow delicious strokes, and she barely stifled a groan of pleasure. Tom and Brad came to stand on either side of him, standing as close as they could get.
"Shit, that looks like fun," Tom sighed.
His eyes were glued to Rick's engorged blue-veined cock as it plowed in and out between Sara's widely spread pink cuntlips. After the first few strokes it emerged beaded with her pearly pussy juice, and soon it was dripping with the thick hot syrup. Sara just couldn't control her creaming. It felt fantastically good to have her hungry cunt reamed and filled with the boy's thick meat.
"Awwwww, yeah, nice and tight," Rick sighed. "You're gonna love fucking her, Tom."
"I believe it," Tom said hoarsely.
The poor kid's fly looked ready to burst with his massive hard-on, and he was going wild with horniness as he watched Rick greedily taking his time, fucking deeply and sensuously into Sara's juicy little pussyhole. Even Brad began to get excited. His pride had been hurt when he didn't get his aunt off, but watching her take Rick's deep-plowing cock was an incredible turn-on.
"Yeah, give it to her!" Brad panted. "Fuck the living shit out of her, man!"
"That's just what I intend to do," Rick grinned.
The deep slow probing of his cock felt so good that Sara was quivering helplessly with pleasure. Moans of ecstasy rose from her throat, and she barely managed to stifle them. She wanted to come so badly, she could have screamed. Rick's cock was steel-hard and very thick, filling every inch of her thirsty little fuckhole.
"Ahhhhhhh, man, she's hot!" Rick whined. "I'm gonna give her about a gallon of cum in just a second."
"Yeah, but you're not gonna get her off, either," Brad taunted.
"Oh, yeah?" Rick snapped. "We'll just see about that."
Sara saw a wicked grin spread over his face, and she knew he had a surprise for her. He started fucking into her faster now, cramming his stiff prick hard and deep in her achingly horny cunt, and she gasped and almost came. But that wasn't all he did to her. He suddenly reached out, seized her swollen clit, and began kneading it roughly.
"Oooooooooo!" Sara squealed.
It was the first sound they'd gotten out of her, and she just couldn't help it. Violent jolts of pleasure ripped through her body as Rick fucked hard into her cunt and rolled her swollen clit between his fingers. No way could she keep from coming, unless she got him off first. Desperately she tried the same trick she'd used on Brad, making her boiling cunt as tight as she could.
"Unnnggghhh, Jesus!" Rick yelped.
"What's happening?" Tom cried.
"Her pussy's so fuckin' tight!" Rick whined. "Awwwwwww, shit, I'm gonna come! AAAGGGHHH!"
He let go of her clit, and his lean young body shuddered violently as the first spurt of hot cum jetted from his prick. His ass jerked with lightning speed, and he howled with pleasure as he pumped a huge load of steaming jizz into her pussy. Sara slumped back with a sigh of relief as she took his load. She still ached to come, but she'd saved her pride.
"Ahhhhhhh, so fuckin' good!" Rick bawled.
Brad was grinning smugly. He hadn't been outdone by his friend after all. He watched, leering, as Rick pumped Sara's gripping cunt full of sizzling jism. The thick juice filled and overflowed her tiny pussy, puddling on the seat of the chair. At last Rick sighed and pulled out, looking a little sheepish.
"Gee," he said, "I didn't expect to come so quick."
"I'm sure glad you did, though," Tom sighed.
Brad and Rick grinned at their shy red-haired friend. Poor Tom was in a frenzy of horniness from watching them both fuck Sara. His face was flushed, his eyes glassy with lust, and his cock was so swollen it hurt. His cum-filled balls ached in the tight confinement of his jeans. But it was his turn at last, and he quickly began to strip. Brad turned to Sara and grinned wickedly.
"We got a real treat for you, Auntie," he said. "You get to cop Tom's cherry."
"Hey, you didn't have to tell her that," Tom said, blushing.
"Too late now," Rick laughed. "How do you wanta do it to her?"
"Just the regular way, I guess," Tom said. He didn't think he'd know how to do anything different.
"Okay, Auntie, move!" Brad commanded.
Wearily Sara left the chair and lay down on the rug, opening her legs wide and bending her knees. There was no point in struggling. She just wanted to get it over with. Tom skinned out of his jeans and shorts, and she stared at his handsome teenage cock. The thick six-incher hugged his belly in a painful hard-on, the cleft dribbling thick bubbles of juice.
"Okay, man, she's all yours," Rick grinned. Tom approached Sara shyly and hesitantly, even though he ached to cram his engorged cock into her wet pussyhole. He'd always thought Miss Davis was the most beautiful and sexy woman in the world, but he was scared of her, too. She'd always been so stern and remote. He could hardly believe he was getting the chance to fuck her.
He crawled between her legs and gawked at the lush pink flesh of her cunt. So much was happening at once. He'd never fucked before, never seen a real live pussy before. And it didn't help that Brad and Rick were standing right over him making dirty remarks. If he fucked up, they'd be right there to see it.
"Hey," he said, "could you guys leave us alone for just a minute?"
Brad shrugged and said, "I guess so. Come on, Rick, let's get another beer."
Tom breathed a sigh of relief as they left for the kitchen. He was nervous enough without them standing over him commenting on everything he did. He looked down at Sara apologetically.
"I'm sorry, Miss Davis," he said, "but I never did this before. I don't even know what to do."
That was ironic, Sara thought. Not only did she have to let him rape her, she was going to have to show him how. But she'd do anything to get her ordeal over with. She reached down and fisted the base of the boy's hotly throbbing prick. She wedged the bloated head of his cock into the juicy ring of her cunt, and Tom shivered lustily.
"There, Tom," she sighed, "now all you have to do is move, just like the other boys did."
"Gee, thanks, Miss Davis," he said, "that's real nice of you."
Sara only nodded weakly. She wished he'd stop talking and start fucking. She soon got her wish. Snorting lustily, Tom jabbed his steely cock hard into her cunt, forcing the thick meat clear to her womb in one greedy lunge. As he sank his achingly swollen prick into a wet hot pussy for the very first time, he groaned with pleasure.
"Awwwwwww, shit, that's good!" he moaned.
His natural instincts took over, and he began fucking into her hard and fast, too lusty to be slow or gentle. He liked and respected his teacher, didn't want to hurt her, but he couldn't resist the hot pleasure of cramming his bloated prick furiously in her deliciously snug juicy fuckhole. He whined and moaned blissfully.
Sara wished she could moan along with him. Of all the boys, he was fucking her best, because his granite cockshaft was raking back and forth over her swollen clit and giving her powerful blasts of pleasure before plowing deep into her horny wet cunt. She arched her body upward, rubbing her throbbing clit against his pumping shaft.
"Mmmmmmmm," she moaned. She couldn't hold back that murmur of ecstasy.
Propped on his elbows, Tom stared at her incredulously. "You like it, Miss Davis? Am I doing it right?"
No one else was there to hear her, so Sara said, "Yes, Tom, it's just right. It feels good to me."
Tom beamed with pride and went on happily plowing his engorged prick in the steaming pulp of her cunt. Sara didn't feel hostile around this shy, polite boy like she did with Brad and Rick, and she decided to give herself the luxury of a climax while they were out of the room. She relaxed completely and gurgled with pleasure as she took the steady hard ramming of Tom's stiff cock.
"Mmmmmmm, yesss, fuck me, Tom!" she moaned. "Fuck me good and hard!"
"Oh, yes, ma'am!" Tom cried blissfully.
He must be doing something right. Miss Davis hadn't responded like this when Brad and Rick fucked her. He kept cramming his eager young cock hard and deep in her seething wet pussyhole, and she moaned ecstatically and humped back at him, meeting his thrusts with a greedy jerk of her hips. Her thick cream steamed and boiled around his cock. "Ahhhhhhh, God, it's so good!" Sara moaned. "You're fucking me so good, Tom! Just a little more and I'll come!"
"I'll make you come, Miss Davis!" Tom cried adoringly. "Don't you worry."
He fucked into her even harder and faster, for her lustily jerking hips told him she wanted more force. Sara responded with a hoarse moan of pleasure and fucked back at him hard and hungrily. She felt the pleasure building and building in her pussy till it suddenly exploded in a bomb blast of sensation.
"Unnnnhhhh, Tom, you're doing it to me! I'M COMING!" she wailed. "WHHAAAHHH!"
Her body bucked and rocked beneath him, and Tom beamed with pride. He'd done what the others couldn't do. As Sara howled and came, he went on happily cramming his rock-hard young cock in her squeezing, spurting little fuckhole. Just then Rick and Brad strolled back into the room with fresh beers in their hands.
"Ooooooo, Tom, you're making me come so good!" Sara howled.
Brad and Rick almost dropped their beers. They rushed over to see if Sara was faking it just to piss them off, but as they stood over the humping couple they saw that her climax was for real. Her body was rocking violently, and her thick sizzling cunt juice was gushing out around Tom's pile-driving cock.
"Well, congratulations, man," Rick laughed.
Tom didn't reply because he was busy coming himself. "Awwwwwww, shit! Take my load, Miss Davis!" he whined. "AHHHHHHH!"
Brad seethed with envy and anger. He resented Tom for making Sara come when he and Rick had failed, but even more he was angry at his beautiful aunt for holding out on him. As soon as Tom had finished coming and had rolled off her, Brad grabbed Sara and hauled her to her feet. He pushed her into the chair and flung her legs up over the arms.
"Just hold that pose, Auntie," he snarled. "I'll be right back."
He left the room and quickly returned carrying a camera with a flash attachment. When Sara realized that he meant to take her picture in that obscene posture, a picture which could be used to blackmail her forever, she screamed and started to rise.
"Hold her!" Brad barked.
Rick and Tom rushed to hold her in position, and Brad got her in focus. Sara struggled violently, but the boys were too strong for her. They held her with her legs wide open, her cum-soaked pussy completely exposed. Brad leered and the flashbulb went off.
At that moment Ron Edwards walked in the front door.