Chapter 5
The walk across the school was agonizing for Jeff. When Kim had suggested that they go to the school gymnasium, he had been horrified, certain that they would be found by a student or a teacher, but Kim had assured him that it was "cool." The building, she said confidently, was locked and she knew a secret way in. There in the classroom, he had weakly protested when she had unzipped his fly and begun to teasingly manipulate his male organ into hardness. She had merely laughed at his arguments and bent over to kiss it warmly before replacing his now rampant cock in his trousers. Then, she had taken him by the hand and led him through the deserted school to the asphalt "student smoking area" that lay between the main building and the large gymnasium.
He had never been so happy in his life as when she slipped a small pocket knife between a side door and its frame on the far wall of the gymnasium and successfully lifted the inside hook that had held it shut. He reddened slightly as she grasped his hand again and pulled him inside behind her.
Once they were inside the building, Kim lead him through a short hallway and under the bleachers into the huge main room. "How's this for props?" she giggled as he looked around the area.
They were standing on the edge of a huge basketball court, bordered by tiered bleacher seats. In the center of the court were scattered large mats and various gymnastic equipment including leather "horses," climbing poles and trapezes. Standing there with his erection threatening to burst through his pants, Jeff couldn't help but think of the dozens of crazy positions they could fuck in, with the assistance of all the equipment in the room.
He whistled softly, then laughed. "Did you have this arranged ahead of time, you hot little vixen?"
"No," she giggled. "But, it's here all the time, anytime we want to use it...." She tightened her grip slightly on his hand as she saw his cock lurch in anticipation. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye and added with a slight teasing curl to her lip, "You can undress in the boys' locker room, if you like."
She let go of his hand and scampered across the polished wooden floor before he could answer her taunting remark. Well, he thought, he'd show her the difference between the boys and a real man! His cock felt like a telephone pole, it was so hard, and his balls felt as heavy as cement blocks. The boys are going to have a rough time living up to this baby, he chuckled to himself, rubbing his hand over his huge stone-hard erection.
His thoughts returned abruptly to the buxom teenager as he turned his head just in time to see her drop her white blouse onto the floor beside her discarded boots. He felt another jerk from his swollen prick as he saw her standing there, the creamy voluptuousness of her body in plain view, except for the narrow strip of suede that covered her hips and upper thighs. When she bent over, a moment later, to pick up her blouse from the floor, the full rounded moons of her buttocks came into tantalizing view. Her skirt slipped up over her hips and her tiny flowered panties pulled teasingly into the crevice of her buttocks from the pressure of the position, then remained bunched up in the hollows as she straightened up again to take the blouse to a hook on the wall. He watched her with bated breath as she walked across the room, the cheeks of her buttocks joggling slightly under the skirt that had hiked up over her hips.
There was a lithe suppleness about the teenager's body that seemed to drip sex and nothing else. He could almost understand how she had become so startlingly worldly for her young years. With a body like that, he imagined that she must have been attracting men even before she knew what sex was all about, if there ever was such a time.
There was one thing he was certain of: he could not back down from her now. If she wanted him badly enough to blackmail him, he didn't stand a chance of remaining in the school unless he went along with her. Also, his wife, Ally, was as much to blame for this situation as he was. If she hadn't been so damn prudish since they had been married, he would never have been tempted to go along with the little bitch. She deserved this infidelity to make up for all the times he had had to put up with her moralizing lectures on the "proper" kinds of sex.
Jeff began to walk across the basketball court as Kim was wriggling out of her skirt and panties. As she bent over, he glanced down at the thin hair-lined lips of her vagina, clearly visible between her slightly parted legs. She saw him coming toward her, and, with a teasing grin, she opened them a little more, showing him that the first tiny dewdrops of moisture were already gathering in the tight narrow slit. He began to hurry across the room, the heat in his own body rising rapidly.
When he reached the side of the mat on which she now stood, she had turned to face him, exposing the large full mounds of her breasts, the tight pink nipples glistening wetly. She had moistened them with saliva so that the rosy tips were slightly erected from the sensation of her own fingers against them.
"You know you've been driving me crazy for weeks, don't you?" he murmured, staring at her naked perfect body. It was all he could stand to keep from throwing her down on the canvas-covered mat and taking her right then, but he held himself back. He sensed that better things would come if he waited. Unlike Ally, this little teenager knew what sex was all about. The rewards would be well worth the agony of waiting.
"Don't you think that I wanted you too," she smiled, her eyes smoky with excitement. "I really dig older men, and you're the sexiest man I've met in a long time.
"Come on, now," he defended. "I'm not that much older than you."
"Older enough to make it interesting, Mr. Carson," she grinned, slipping down to a reclining position on the mat. Reaching up, she took his hand and pulled him down beside her. She moved her thigh up against his crotch as he pressed his lips tightly down against hers. He could feel the wetness from the seminal fluid seeping from the gland on the tip, smearing against his leg inside his pants. She reached down and began to massage him with a practiced thoroughness until it felt like his cock was going to explode under her warm young hand. Chills ran up and down the length of his spine as he stabbed his tongue deep in her mouth and she commenced nibbling it with tiny sharp bites of her teeth. Suddenly, he pulled his head away as thoughts of Ally came to his mind. He tried to imagine what she would say if she ever found out.
"Is your wife good in bed?" Kim breathed into his ear as if knowing his thoughts.
"She will be when she gets rid of some of her hang-ups," he replied, amazed at his casual dismissal of his wife's sexual inadequacies. Too bad she isn't here right now, he thought wryly, it might straighten her out about a few things.
"Maybe we can all get together sometime," the teenaged giggled. "I'd be happy to teach her everything I know." Suddenly, the smile disappeared from her face and she whispered throatily, "Please take your clothes off."
He realized that she was trembling beside him.
"You do want to fuck me, don't you?" Her breath was coming harder and faster now. "Oh, baby ... Yes!"
"Then, tell me," she gasped beneath him.
"I want to fuck you, Kim," he breathed. The lewd words coming from this sweet-faced youngster had excited him even more.
"How?" she murmured.
"Deep and hard. I'm going to fuck you until you beg for mercy, and then, I'm going to fuck you more."
"Oh, God," she groaned, almost pushing him off the mat. "Take your clothes off before I go crazy."
He rose from the floor and began frantically tearing his clothes from his body. A feeling of pride came over him as he dropped his shorts and saw her jay drop slightly at the sight of his huge, naked erection. She stared at the throbbing blood-filled head for a moment, and then said, "Oh, it's beautiful. It's going to feel so nice going inside of me, sliding deep up in my cunt. Oh God, I can almost feel it already."
He dropped down beside her on the mat and roughly pulled her over to him, cupping his hands around her smooth sinewy buttocks. Her body was warm and willing against him and she raised her face and locked her mouth tightly against his as her tiny hand slid down between them and closed around the hardness of his cock. He gasped at the coolness of her fingers and pressed harshly against her lips, dueling madly with her tongue. As she crushed the full length of her body into his, she ground her pelvis tightly against his hip before quickly twisting her body and pulling him over on top of her, opening her legs wide to take him between them.
Angus Cardwell grinned slightly as he slipped a key into another side door of the gymnasium, then noiselessly led Ally inside the entrance marked "Girls." Ten minutes earlier, she had been dissolved in tears as they had listened over the two-way classroom public address system to Jeff and Kim deciding to go to the gymnasium. He had had to spend a few minutes gently persuading the distraught wife to get herself under control, but now Ally's green eyes were dry and sparkling with anger. He had carefully talked her into viewing her own husband's infidelity.
Even now, as he silently led her through the girls' locker and shower room, he could tell that she was having second thoughts, but he tugged insistently at her hand when she tried to draw back.
"Remember now," Cardwell whispered to her as they reached a large wooden door. "Don't get hysterical and try to stop them if they're really doing anything. You'll be sorry later on if you start running around like a chicken with its head cut off. I only agreed to bring you here so you could see-Take care of your domestic troubles at home."
"Alright, Angus," she whispered tremulously, her heart beating a mile a minute. It was so good of him to help her like this, she thought, when she had been so silly, crying practically all afternoon over what she had been.
As he began to quietly push the door open, she felt another impulse to turn back and run away, but the horrible thought of Jeff possibly being out there with that girl strengthened her resolve to stick it out, no matter how rough it might become. She had to know for her own personal satisfaction if he was playing her for a fool. What she would do when she found out, she could decide then, but right now she just had to know if it were really true.
"Ooooooh, baby, that's gooooood...."
Ally froze.
It was Jeff's voice. After six months of marriage she would recognize it under any circumstances. Cardwell sensed her sudden tensing and slipped his arm around her waist pulling her to him. She made no move to resist. The shock of hearing Jeff's voice, that very private, special tone of voice, had made her totally incapable of resistance. She felt the softness of her breasts crush into the principal's chest.
"Shhh," he whispered close in her ear. Look...."
Jeff groaned above the young girl as he felt her moving his cock up and down between her legs, parting the soft silky hair of her vagina with the pulsating blood-filled head. The auburn fuzz grazed teasingly against it, forcing it into greater hardness until it ached from the excruciating pressure.
He couldn't stand another second of this torture. Flicking his hips forward with a sudden thrust, he drove his swollen member with a flesh-splitting crash into the gaping hot mouth of her fifteen-year-old pussy.
"Oooooooo," she groaned as his long cock raced up her cunt to the full depths of her belly, suddenly hitting bottom, his balls slapping hard against the rounded cheeks of her ass. She twisted a moment to escape the sudden painful impalement, but he thrust harder, screwing his pelvis tighter into her loins so she could not escape.
She was completely skewered and Jeff lay for a few moments to allow the pain to subside. Despite the teenager's boldness and her blackmail attempts, he knew that he had suddenly gained the upper hand, because he was a man.
H had hurt her and she could not hurt back in return. Relishing the power he now held over the insolent youngster, he deliberately made his cock throb deep inside her and was rewarded by another low moan from between her tightly clenched teeth.
Tiny droplets of tears brimmed into the corners of Ally's eyes as she watched the redheaded young girl begin to rotate her pelvis beneath Jeff's sunken cock. She was seeing for the first time, with her own eyes, her husband having sex with another woman. She was barely conscious of Angus Cardwell speaking next to her.
"Do you want to leave?"
"N-oo, I don't think so," she managed after a short pause. "I want to see it all and remember it for the rest of my life."
"You'll only hurt yourself," he murmured into her ear, a sly smile creasing his face.
Blinded by tears, Ally did not notice the strange expression. "I don't care," she replied, shaking her head. "I've never felt so humiliated and hurt in my whole life." A slow, burning anger had begun to seeth inside her, blotting away the tears that had formed from the shock of what she had just seen. For a brief moment, Jeff's warning about the principal being a "skirt chaser" flickered through her mind, after all he had been through with her that day, and besides, there was no mistake about Jeff's infidelity.
She watched in cold anger as Jeff bucked over the young girl's writhing body. How could he? she wondered. That girl was barely more than a child and yet, she had to admit with a jolt of jealousy, that the teenager was responding like an experienced woman, grinding her buttocks up and down to meet each thrust of Jeff's cock.
Ally's eyes were wide in hypnotized disbelief as she watched Jeff's lurching cock slide slowly up and down in the wet, clasping lips of the girl's cunt, making a wet sluicing noise each time it entered. She knew she should scream and tear them apart, but instead, she stood frozen in immobility and watched helplessly from the tightness of the principal's arms.
Jeff ground his pelvis into the squirming girl beneath him as she strained back under him, arching her loins and thrusting them both off the mat a few inches from the force of her upward lunges. Her mouth hung open and her head flailed from side to side in wild abandon.
"Oh, fuck me hard!" she moaned in her delirium. "Shove your finger in my ass! Do it, quick!"
Reaching under her, Jeff searched with his middle finger for her anus. When he found the tiny opening, he lubricated his finger with the fluids that had trickled out around his driving prick and began to probe at the tiny puckered hole. He pushed hard, feeling it give a little, and then suddenly the tight elastic ring fell before his attack and his finger slid in to the first knuckle. She cringed away, squirming beneath him to escape the initial pain of his entry.
He pushed harder, sinking it to the second knuckle.
"Aaaaagggggh, yessss, hurt me!" she shrieked, screwing her buttocks back on his finger until it was buried to the palm of his hand.
Experimentally, he rotated it inside of the velvety depths of her rectum, feeling the thin wall of flesh that separated her two passages and the underside of his cock as it slid in and out of her. He began to pick up the same rhythm with his finger, sawing it in and out, skewering her with the double-fucking. To his delight, she again picked up the tempo, bucking madly and opening her legs wider to give him greater access to the dual ravishment of her loins.
He could tell that she was near a climax as she began scissoring her legs open and shut in time to his long, hard thrusts into her and he began ramming harder, impaling her asshole with his finger to excite her more. He heard her gurgling and gasping beneath him and he drubbed into her with all his strength.
"Oh, I'm cumming," she gasped frantically. "Fuck harder. Oh God, Mr. Carson, fuck me harder, I'm cumming!" She drew back her thighs tighter until the whole of her wide stretched young pussy was offered up to him to batter into as hard as he wanted. Her slim ankles locked over his shoulders and her pelvis writhed beneath him in a jerking dance of wildly abandoned ecstasy. Her mouth slipped open, her unseeing eyes rolling up toward the ceiling.
Both were too involved to notice the two heads peering around a half-open door near one corner of the basketball court, one set in horror and anger, the other twisted by a smug, lustful grin of sadistic glee.
A low, strangled scream suddenly forced itself from between the teenager's contorted lips and she screwed herself up on Jeff's ramming cock, locking herself to him with her thighs while her loins jerked spastically against his belly. A moment later, she collapsed limply beneath him on the mat. She lay still, except for the last trembling of her vaginal muscles around his rampant prick. He thrust deep into her, then lay quiet until she regained her strength.
It was all he could do not to go on fucking into her until he came. Even with all the experience of his college years, he had never seen or felt anything like this before. She was a wild, sex-crazy woman, the kind he had only dreamed of screwing-and she was only fifteen years old! He throbbed his prick deep inside her belly, hoping to bring her back to life.
"Wow, that was really something else," she mumbled. "Far, far out!"
"You're not through yet, kiddo," Jeff grinned down at her, despite the insistant ache in his bloated testicles.
"Oh, yeah?" she smiled sweetly up at him. "Well, why don't you roll over and let me give you something to remember me by, Mr. Carson."
He hated to pull away from her, but he decided to let her have her way. After all, she had managed things pretty well up to this point. Reluctantly, he rolled away from the soft warmth of her body over onto his back, lying tensely with his rigidity aimed straight up to the skylight overhead. He folded his arms under his head so he could watch as she reached out and began stroking him, sliding the loose outer flesh of his stony shaft up and down in a mesmerizing rhythm that increased the ache in his balls almost beyond endurance. Suddenly, she scrambled to her knees and leaned over his loins, her childish face a scant two inches from the blood-engorged head of his lust-hardened prick.
Her head dropped slowly and then her pointed tongue was flicking teasingly into the wetness of the tiny opening on the tip. Jeff sucked in his breath as chills rippled along his spine. She dipped lower, enveloping the entire sensitive head in the moist, warm pressure of her lips. As her mouth tightened around it, he involuntarily thrust his pelvis upward, pushing more of his tingling member into the hot, wet cavity of her young teenage mouth.
"Oh, God, that's good," he groaned, lifting his head a little higher for a clear view of her contorted face. The sight of his swollen rod of flesh sunk halfway between her thin-stretched lips increased the sensation a thousand fold. Still wet and glistening from the juices of her vaginal climax, it gleamed like an ivory club along the part she had not yet taken between her lips. lie felt her massaging the soft, velvety skin of his balls tantalizingly with one hand, while the thumb and forefinger of her other stroked its husky base as she began to suck rhythmically up and down. He could feel the softness of her tongue twirling maddeningly around it each time she withdrew her head, the tip flicking magically across the tiny split of the glans on its knobby head. He flexed his buttocks, his head still lifted, watching the crown of her head bobbing up and down below.
The teenager sensed Jeff's throbbing reactions and began to suck his prick a little harder, the tips of her small teeth digging gently into the hard resisting flesh, leaving tiny white trails where they had scraped the skin. As she reached under his buttocks to pull his loins up tighter to her face, her tongue swiped around and around the swollen glans until Jeff felt it nearing the bursting point. Watching her take as much of the rigid shaft into her throat as was humanly possible, Jeff wondered that she didn't choke, but she continued the maddening sucking, on and on.
Great pools of heat began to build in the depths of his bloated balls as he watched her face working over his sweating loins. Tiny rivulets of perspiration rolled down the sides of the girl s body as she bucked over him like demon gone insane. The muscles of his stomach tightened until it felt like they were going to snap from the pressure as he arched his back up, shoving his hard fleshy rod even further between the moistness of her full lips. Excitedly, he watched at the thin, tensile rim of her lips clung to the shaft as if held there by some unseen force.
Suddenly, he gasped. The moment was here and a low, gutteral sound rose from somewhere deep in his chest as he felt the needle-thin streams of white, hot sperm rush from his balls along his shaft and begin spewing in long streams into her waiting young throat. Her cheeks expanded and hollowed as she greedily swallowed the warm flooding gushes to keep from choking. His hands tangled cruelly in her hair, holding her head to the throbbing of his loins as he rammed his squirting instrument all the way down to her tonsils.
Finally, he moaned his last and with a long sigh, fell back on the mat, his cock deflating in the youngsters mouth. But she continued the gentle nibbling and sucking, drawing every last tiny drop of the warm, slippery fluid from his battered cock, then licking him dry.
At last, it was all over and she crawled up over his body to rest her head on his still heaving chest. Turning her head up, she kissed the side of his chin.
"Now, aren't you glad you came?" she asked softly after a moment.
"Mmmmmmm," was all the reply he could manage, looking down into her eyes with a grateful grin.
"I can do other things."
"I'll bet you do," he smiled.
Suddenly, his head jerked up from the mat. His eyes frantically searched the room.
"Did you just hear something, Kim?" he asked, his voice taut with apprehension.
"No, silly," she laughed, pushing his head back down. "School's been out for an hour, I guess. Who'd be here now?"