Chapter 6
"Oh, my God," said Rona. "Oh, NO!!!"
The kids had no doubt seen everything-her legs lewdly stretched, her whole pussy displayed, her lusty smile as Kurt licked her clit, and worst of all, they'd watched while she sucked his cock. She'd never live it down. How could she possibly face the twins in class?
Kurt glared at his son and daughter. "Why weren't you at the movies?" he said.
Jon and Joy looked at each other. They were caught red-handed, and there seemed to be nothing for it but to tell the truth.
"Well, Dad," said Jon sheepishly, "we decided not to go to the movies. We wanted to come back here and see what you were doing. I guess we shouldn't have spied."
"You're damned right," said Kurt, "and if one word of this ever gets out, I'll tan both your butts. You got that?"
The twins nodded vigorously. Joy said, "We spied on you once before, too. We might as well confess. It was last time Miss Carter was here, when you two-uh-"
"Fucked," said Jon, figuring they might as well come clean.
"Oh, God," said Rona with an anguished moan. "And you saw everything this time?" said Kurt grimly.
"Yes," said the twins. They couldn't contain their smiles of glee. Poor Miss Carter was just about wetting her pants.
Suddenly Kurt began to laugh, astonishing both Rona and the twins. "You little devils," he said. "You wanted to learn all about sex, didn't you? I thought they taught you that in school."
"Sure, Dad," said Jon, "but it isn't like the real thing, not when it comes from books. We wanted to see how people really do it."
"And I thought you were too young," Kurt said thoughtfully. "I guess I was wrong."
He studied his two kids. True, they were only thirteen, but Jon was beginning to take on a man's shape, and the hard little bulge in his crotch testified to a genuine cock-stand. Joy still wore pigtails and didn't cover her freckles with make-up, but her newly budding tits stuck out saucy and pointed under her tight shirt. No, they weren't children any longer.
Kurt made a decision. "All right," he said, "if you want to learn about sex, I'd rather you did it at home, under my supervision. That way I'll be sure you learn right. Rona, you can help."
"Me?" said Rona, blushing. "But I teach English, not hygeine."
"I mean you can help demonstrate. This is something you don't have to go to college for, after all. Anybody can fuck," said Kurt.
Rona's face grew dark red. "What in the world are you suggesting, Kurt?" she said, horrified. "Do you mean we should-uh-do it in front of the children?"
"You got it," said Kurt. "They've already seen us, so what does it matter? Well just give them a better view and a little anatomy lesson."
The twins were delighted, clapping their hands and grinning, but Rona was shocked. "You're crazy," she said. "I won't be part of some dirty sex show, and I won't help corrupt these children. I'm leaving."
She started to get up, but Kurt pushed her firmly back down on the couch. Rona sobbed and struggled, but he was too strong for her. "Kids, come here," he said. "Help me hold her."
"Oh, noooo," said Rona. "You can't do this, you just CANT!"
"Oh, yes, we can, Miss Carter," said Joy, "and you can't get away. You might as well just shut up."
"Right," said Jon. "We're gonna make you do it."
The twins were delighted to see their cold prim teacher pinned helplessly on the couch, mortified and blushing. Miss Carter had always seemed like their enemy in class, giving them assignments they couldn't understand, making them do time after school for giggling or talking. Now they were going to get their revenge.
"Pull up her skirt, Jon," said Kurt.
Rona screamed and struggled, but it was no use. Kurt and his kids held her down firmly. Since Kurt had already taken off her panties, there was nothing to hide her as Jon eagerly pushed her skirt right up to her waist. The three of them gawked at the dainty brown triangle of her mons curls.
"Now let's get her legs apart," said Kurt, "just
"Oh, please, NO!" said Rona.
They paid no attention. Joy pushed Rona's left leg up over the back of the couch, and Jon pushed her right leg off the edge, so that her whole crotch was lewdly spread and exposed. Rona knew she couldn't get away, that fighting was no use, so she just closed her eyes and wept quietly, hoping her humiliating ordeal would end soon.
"Now for a little anatomy lesson," said Kurt.
While the twins stared in awe at Rona's mature naked pussy, their father reached down and rubbed the little brown bumpy mouth of her anus. "We all know what this is, of course," he said, "but how about this? You know what this is, kids?"
He was holding and gently stretching her plump pink pussylips. The kids shook their heads, and he said, "These are called labia, which means lips. They guard the entrance to the vagina. You know what a vagina is?"
The twins nodded, and Joy said, "That's where babies come out. And it's where the man's penis goes."
"Right," said Kurt. "Where is the vagina, Joy?"
Restraining her giggles, the red-haired girl placed her fingertip on the shadowy wet mouth of Rona's cunt. "There it is," she said. She moved her finger upward a little, to a pinprick hole surrounded by raw bright pink flesh. "And here's her peehole," she said. "But, Daddy, what's this thing? What's this for?"
She was fingering the tiny red bump of Rona's clit. Kurt said, "That's called the clitoris, baby, and what it does is give a woman pleasure. That's all it's for, just getting you excited."
Joy nodded knowingly. She remembered how crazily good it had felt when her brother touched her there. "Now show us about boys, Dad," she said.
Kurt reddened a little. It was one thing showing off Rona's pussy, but he felt a little uncomfortable about displaying his cock and balls to his kids. However he couldn't be a hypocrite. He unzipped his pants and lowered them enough to uncover his semi-hard prick and his hairy nut-sac.
Jon and Joy gawked at their Dad's mature male genitals, and in their minds they compared them with Jon's half-grown and nearly hairless cock and balls. There was quite a difference. Daddy was so hairy, and his nuts and dick were enormous compared to Jon's. Also Daddy was circumcised. Where Jon had pale wrinkled flesh at the tip of his peter, Daddy had a fat purple bulb.
Kurt quickly explained the function of penis and testicles. Then Jon said eagerly, "Well, Dad, are you gonna show us how to fuck? Are you gonna demonstrate with Miss Carter?"
Rona winced. She'd kept her eyes closed during the humiliating anatomy lesson, but she couldn't help hearing Jon's eager words. If Kurt fucked her in front of those kids, that would be the end of her reputation, the end of her self-respect.
Kurt was debating. He intended to complete the lesson by giving the kids a demonstration of fucking, but he noticed that Jon had an incredible hard-on and was gawking eagerly at Rona's lush mature body. Why not do the kid a favor? No teenager likes to be a virgin.
"Ever done it before, Jon?" he said.
"No," Jon said ruefully, "but I'd sure like to try."
"Well, you do it, then," said Kurt, "and I'll tell you how."
"Oh, wow, Dad," said Jon ecstatically. "You really mean it?"
"Sure, kid," said Kurt. "Consider it an early birthday present."
Rona couldn't believe her ears. Was Kurt actually going to let his thirteen-year-old son, her own student, ball her? How could he treat her like this, as if she were only an object without feelings?
"Go ahead, son," said Kurt, "get undressed. Then I'll tell you what to do."
Rona couldn't be silent any longer. She had to prevent this outrage. She opened her eyes and glared at Kurt Mills. "Now just one minute," she said angrily. "I have a say in this, too. It's MY body. And I will not make love to that boy."
"Oh, relax, Rona," Kurt said impatiently. "You're no virgin, it won't hurt you. Besides, you could use some loosening up. You're a prude, Rona, a spoilsport. You're no fun-no wonder you don't have any friends. This'll be good for you, it'll get rid of some of your ridiculous hangups. So just shut up, baby, and enjoy."
Rona stared at him. He was really going to do it-or, rather, let his son do it. She couldn't get away. Joy and Kurt held her firmly down while the eager Jon undressed. Oh, my God, that skinny freckled kid, hardly more than a child, was going to put his cock into her ... Rona sobbed desperately.
Even in her distress she couldn't help staring at the cock which was about to violate her. Jon didn't have many clothes to take off, just sneakers and jeans and t-shirt. He stood before her grinning and naked, a slim but muscular boy with thick red hair and freckles. His belly was flat and taut, and at the very base there was a light feathering of red hairs. From it sprang his adolescent prick, a pale white gleaming organ about as big as her middle finger. He had a fierce erection, his boy-prick standing straight up and hugging his belly. The force of his erection had pushed back the wrinkled foreskin and uncovered the pretty cherry-red head of his cock. Its pinprick mouth oozed little bubbles of cock-cream. Below swung his rosy hairless balls, ruddy and fat and clean.
None of it repelled Rona. She admitted to herself that he really looked delicious to her, clean and pure and handsome. The fact was, however, he was her student, that cocky little brat who ogled her tits every day in class, the biggest troublemaker in school. It was just too humiliating to think that he was going to ball her. His triumphant grin showed that revenge was part of his motive.
"Okay, teacher," he said gleefully, "here I come."
"Oh, Kurt, PLEASE!" said Rona, sobbing helplessly, "DON'T LET HIM DO IT, PLEASE!!!"
Kurt paid no attention to her protests. He was totally absorbed in helping his son lose his virginity. He observed Rona's mature hair-fringed slit, the puffy moist tissues, the open gasping mouth of her cunt. Jon should have no trouble getting in there.
"Okay, son, go ahead," he said. He and Joy moved out of the way, still pinning Rona down, so Jon could kneel between her widely-spread legs. "Just kneel there," Kurt instruted, "and put your cock in her vagina, her cunt. Yeah, that's it."
Rona stared in horror and disbelief as the grinning red-haired boy scrambled between her soft thighs, seized his achingly stiff little peter, and directed the dripping red glans toward her unprotected cunt. It couldn't be happening to her, it just couldn't....
She flinched and sobbed as Jon's red-hot wet cock-head touched the gaping mouth of her vagina, but her captors wouldn't allow her to jerk away. She was held rigid and unmoving, and she felt the boy's hard little cockhead entering her body. It wasn't nearly as thick as Kurt's, so it entered quite easily, gliding up in her slick fleshy tunnel till Jon's hairless warm balls came to rest against her quivering ass.
"AWWWWWW," moaned Jon, "OHHHH, MAN ... This is far out."
"How's it feel, Jon?" said Joy, who was observing the whole thing intently.
"Hot," said Jon, his voice a blissful croak, "real hot and wet. Shit, it's nice ... What do I do now, Dad?"
Kurt chuckled. "Just fuck, boy, fuck," he said. "Move that cock in and out. Do it however it feels best."
Jon grinned and obeyed. At first he moved his stiff little prick slowly in Rona's red-hot mushy tunnel, getting the feel of it, but before long he felt the urge to move faster and harder. The thing was to get friction between his horny prick and her slick velvety vaginal walls, and the faster he moved, the more friction he got. He began to hump her very fast, and fiery jolts of pleasure raced from his sensitive cock-head to his melting loins. Damn, fucking was the most fun thing in the whole world....
"Attaboy," said Kurt. "Go to it, son."
"Yeah, ball her, Jon," said Joy.
Joy was delighted with Daddy's idea, because it humiliated Miss Carter. She knew that the teacher considered Jon the biggest troublemaker and the worst student in her class, so it had to be really mortifying to her to get fucked by Jon. Miss Carter's face was beet red as Jon balled her, and she was weeping in shame. This pleased Joy greatly. Bitch, she thought, mean old bitch....
Joy wasn't completely happy, however. While she was glad to see her brother giving it to Miss Carter, she felt left out. It didn't seem fair that Daddy had let Jon fuck, given him a partner, without offering Joy the same privilege. The little red-haired girl snuck a glance at her father's big penis, which he hadn't bothered to cover up. It was getting awfully hard as he watched Jon ball Miss Carter. Joy licked her lips. Why couldn't Daddy be HER partner?
"Daddy," she said eagerly, "could we-"
"Ssshhh, baby," he said, not taking his eyes off his son's pale flying buttocks, "later. Let's enjoy the show."
Male chauvinist pig, thought Joy. How come Jon got to fuck and she didn't? How come Daddy thought only of his son, not his daughter? Well, she wasn't going to take this injustice. She wanted to fuck, too.
Joy reached out and curled her little hand around her father's huge stiff dong.
Kurt gasped and looked down in his lap. At first he thought that Rona was getting turned on at last and was playing with his cock in her excitement-but, no, that hand was too little. Jesus H. Christ, it was Joy's ... His own daughter was aggressively pumping his dick.
Kurt didn't know what to do. It was too late for a lecture about incest. Obviously she didn't understand the taboo. He understood her reasons, however. He'd goofed when he let Jon fuck Rona, because he'd made no provision for Joy. To be fair, he should have let Joy fuck someone, too, but who? Besides, it was different with his daughter. He felt Jon ought to have a woman as soon as possible, but Joy was a girl and should save herself for marriage. Apparently Joy didn't feel that way. Was he being old-fashioned? Kurt had to admit that her briskly pumping little hand felt damned nice on his erect meat. Christ, how was he going to handle this?
Meanwhile Jon's tight little ass was flying with blinding speed as he humped his sobbing teacher. Kurt and Joy could see his rock-hard boy-prick zipping in and out of her hair-fringed pink pussylips, reaming and sawing vigorously in her hot mature cunt. The kid was having the time of his life. Jon was panting and sweating and moaning hoarsely as he worked his horny little prick in a woman's slick steamy cunt for the very first time.
"AWWWW, MAN," Jon whinnied, "TOO FUCKIN' MUCH ... OHHHH, WOW!!!"
He'd never felt anything so good as this. Jacking off, letting his sister frig him, were child's play compared to the real thing. Miss Carter's vagina was like liquid silk around his horny little prick, squeezing and heating him, sending violent shivers of pleasure through his body. He fucked her harder and harder. His young naked balls slapped loudly against her big soft ass, and their bellies met with a noisy smack each time he plunged down on her. He thought of all the times she'd punished him or shamed him before the class, and he grinned wickedly at her.
Rona was dizzy and confused. She knew it was a horrible thing that was happening. She was being raped by a mere child, one of her own students. Yet it was beginning to feel good, really good. Jon's cock was too small for her, not long or thick enough for her grown-up cunt, but the kid had more energy than an adult and he could really make that prick fly. She'd never been balled so hard and fast before, and the friction was hot and delicious. Unwillingly she felt her cunt starting to respond to the kid's rigid swift strokes. Her vaginal walls tightened around the hot little poker and began to cream. The more she creamed, the slicker and wetter her cunt became, and Jon's fucking started to get obscenely noisy, a slurpy wet sound that made Joy giggle as she watched.
Rona hated herself, but she knew she was going to succumb soon. She had twenty years of spinsterhood to make up for, twenty years without a man. Jon's fiery-swift balling was just too good to resist. Her eyes rolled crazily as she felt the pleasure conquering her. She arched her back to get his hard little cock deeper into her, and she began to moan softly.
Meanwhile Kurt was still unsure what to do about his daughter. Joy held on stubbornly to his cock, pumping it like crazy, and he felt his glans beginning to drool helplessly. The sticky juice ran down onto her fingers, making her pumping very slick and fast. Kurt felt himself getting frantically horny, yet it was his own daughter who was frigging him. It just wasn't right....
Joy looked up and saw her father's flushed face, observed his heavy excited breathing. He looked like he was enjoying her swift pumping of his cock, and she felt it was time to put in her request.
"Daddy," she said eagerly, "would you fuck me?"