Chapter 12
Farrah was surprised that Ed allowed her enough time to collect her senses before spinning her away from the table and forcing her to her knees. She knelt on the cold tile floor, sitting on the backs of her heels, feeling the long, white sock pull tighter around her ankles.
"I know what you want," Farrah said, unable to take her eyes away from the boy's cockpole. "You want a blow-job. That's wonderful. I love sucking cock. You'll really get off on the way I give deep-throat.
"Goddamn she's a hot one," Ed said, pushing his pants a little lower on his thighs. "I've never seen anyone like her in my entire fucking life.
Farrah smiled at the boy, running the tip of her tongue around her mouth lewdly, suggestively. She shook her shoulders and her smallish-high-riding tits jiggled tautly. Though Farrah didn't have the enormous mounds of succulent tit flesh that sprouted from Brigette's chest, she was proud of her delicious-tasting cone-like tit-mounds.
"Come on, tough guy, give me everything you've got! I've got a throat that can take anything," the blonde taunted. "I want to feel your cock going all the way down my throat. What do you think of that?"
Farrah didn't get a verbal answer. Instead, Ed groaned lustily and hooked a hand behind her neck, forcing her head forward as he threw his hips at her face. The blunt, conical cockhead forced her lips apart as the prick lanced deep into her mouth, nearly choking.
"Ummmmg!" Farrah gasped, trying to pull her face away from the boy's cock so that she could get some air.
"Suck it all down, you bragging slut!"
The words spurred Farrah on. He could fuck her mouth if he wanted to and she would love it. She was determined to love it. Farrah had just recently learned to deep-throat, and now she was going to be put to the ultimate test.
When Ed laced his fingers together behind Farrah's neck, she knew she was in for the face-fucking of her life. She tried to relax the muscles in her throat, knowing that that was the only way she would ever survive what was about to happen to her.
"Take this, big talker!" Ed spat viciously.
Farrah wasn't completely prepared for the cock to drive down her throat, but she didn't have any choice in the matter. The rim of the cockhead slipped between her lips, rubbing against the roof of her mouth before slamming against the opening of her throat. Then it was sliding brutally, cruelly down her throat, past her tonsils, swelling her neck out with its fat, hefty girth.
"Ohhhhh!" Ed sighed, giving his hips one last ounce of pressure, shoving the remaining two inches of his prick down the incredibly beautiful teacher's throat.
Farrah's wide mouth was ovaled by the thick cock. She could feel the pricktip flexing and expanding in her neck, choking off all air as it throbbed with passionate life. She nibbled on the root of Ed's cockpole, rubbing her tongue against the underside of the prick as best she could. Because Ed's cock was so thick, Farrah's tongue was pressed firmly to the bottom of her mouth.
"Yeah! The bitch can take it!" Ed said, pulling his prick back far enough so the horny blonde cock-sucker could tongue and suck on the head of his prick.
Farrah wished she had the use of her hands so that she could hold Ed's cock by the base and prevent him from ramming his hugely engorged cockpole down her throat. At least then she could deep-throat his hot, throbbing prick when she wanted to, when she could take her time to do the job right. As it was, Farrah's lips, tongue and throat were simply being fucked by Ed without regard whatsoever for her own pleasure or comfort.
Ed jerked his hips back and forth in short, choppy strokes, working his cockhead's rim between the hotly sucking blonde's red lips. Farrah lashed at the pricktip, flicking her tongue against the pisshole, licking off the pre-cum the moment it oozed from the slit.
"Mmmmmm!" Farrah purred, pleased with the pungent flavor of the boy's jism. She was also happy to have a moment to compose her senses before Ed forced her to deep-throat his prick again.
Farrah felt Ed's hands loosen ever so slightly at the back of her neck. Instead of trying to get away from him, she began swanning her neck, taking the cock deeper into the succulent recesses of her ravenous mouth.
She slurped, salivating freely around the thick, throbbing prick. A bubble of saliva formed at the corner of her stretching lips, burst, then trickled down to Farrah's chin. The saliva tickled Farrah's skin and once again she wished she had the use of her hands so she could wipe it off.
When Ed pushed his hips at Farrah's face again, shoving his prick into her hot mouth, she was ready for him. The conical, spongy cockhead pressed against the back of her mouth, then drove down her throat slowly, inch by inch. She nibbled on the shaft with her lips, rubbing her tongue lightly along the throbbing, pulsing prickshaft. The taste of young cockmeat was better than Farrah had ever known!
"Mmmmmm!" she sighed, pushing her face harder against his body, feeling his crispy pubic hair against her nose.
Perhaps, Farrah thought, it's being tied up that turns me on so much. She wondered about that for a flashing moment as the blunt, fiery cockpole sliced between her lips, driving past her tonsils and filling her throat with its meaty essence.
"Uh! Ohhhhhh!" Ed sighed, reaming out Farrah's throat with his prick, holding her so that her face was crushed against his crotch.
Farrah's head snapped back a little when her nose mashed against the boy's pubic bone. She salivated around the cock, saliva trickling from the corners of her mouth to drip from her chin onto her quivering tits. Her jaws ached from being opened so far apart and though she wished to close them, she knew that to touch Ed's prick with her pearly teeth would mean something even more violent would happen to her.
Ed's hairy, cum-churning balls were flopped against Farrah's chin, warming her flesh. She felt the balls twitching, felt the excitement that raced through Ed's egg-shaped balls. Soon they would be pumping out their seed, jetting gobs of thick, acrid spunk straight down her throat.
"Fuck her face!" Johnny hissed, his eyes glued to Farrah's beautiful, tortured face. "Shove your cock down her throat, Ed! Make her pay for fucking the Jocks!"
The passion that Farrah felt made her nerves super-sensitive. It seemed to her that the world had suddenly flashed into slow motion. She could see, in her mind's eye, the strange, tortured, erotic image of herself in the office. She saw her hands, wrists together, the white sock that had been on her foot earlier now wrapped around her wrists and tied into a knot. She saw her long legs folded beneath her as she knelt on the hard floor, another sock tied around her ankles to keep them together. She saw her face, the beauty of it now distorted. She saw Ed's balls, hanging low, against her chin. She saw her swirling, silvery hair, and Ed's hands laced together at the back of her neck.
"Mmmmmm!" Farrah crooned passionately.
As though the camera had pulled into a close-up, Farrah saw her tits, small, firm and round. The aureolas were deep, rich, chocolate-brown, capped by hard, tingling nipples. Saliva glistened from the inner swells of both firm melons.
"I can't take it!" Ed gasped, and Farrah knew her turmoil and ecstasy were about to reach a peak, then end.
The mushroomed tip of Ed's prick rocketed back and forth between Farrah's hotly clutching, buttery soft lips. The bulbous head of the cock slammed against the back of her mouth before reaming down the blonde's throat, filling her mouth with all nine inches of rampaging cockmeat.
Farrah's hair flicked over her shoulders, the loose curls swirling around her cock-filled face as she struggled to catch a breath of air whenever possible. Deep-throating the cock, she felt Ed's balls slap firmly against her chin, then pull up a little. The sticky jets of fuck-cream shot straight down her throat and Farrah used her neck muscles to swallow the jism and keep from drowning.
Farrah mewled, the sounds coming out choked and stangled as she worked feverishly to drink down the heady eruption of jism that deluged her throat.
"Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh! Drink it all, you cock-sucker!" Ed sighed, relaxing the grasp he had on Farrah's head.
The moment she felt the hands loosening at her neck, Farrah pulled back, uncorking the prick from her throat but keeping the cockhead and much of the shaft in the hot confines of her mouth. She swirled her slick, cummy tongue around the cockhead as a jet of white, gooey spunk spit from the pricktip, gushing over her tongue and the roof of her mouth.
Inhaling deeply through her nostrils, Farrah mentally prepared herself, then willingly chewed down the awesome shaft of Ed's cock, sucking the pricktip down her throat until her lips were again encircling the root of his prickpole.
Farrah felt the final weak jerks of Ed's prick in her throat as he gave her the last of his spunk. She continued to hold him down her throat, chewing tenderly with her lips on the oval-shaped shaft of his cock. Cum was drying on her back and her fingers felt as though they had been glued together as Well as bound. Farrah wished she could see the white drops and streams of spunk that Frank had blasted on her back. He'd really given her a load, she thought happily.
Farrah's throat was still stuffed with cockmeat when the door opened and she heard Principal Bradley's harsh, booming voice.
"What the hell is going on here?" he cried.