Chapter 7
The light in the gymnasium was fading as the afternoon gave way to the early evening twilight. Jeff lay back on the mat, allowing the red-headed teenager to massage his limp organ back to a second erection. Guilty thoughts flickered momentarily through his mind as he imagined Ally waiting at home for his arrival, but he pushed them away. One more hour wouldn't make that much difference, he rationalized, and he would think of some story to cover his absence for all this time. He knew his innocent young wife would never suspect what he had actually been doing.
Suddenly, his body stiffened and he raised up on his elbows and looked around the basketball court again. Those voices again. He had been sure that he was hearing them for the past ten minutes or so, and now they seemed to be getting louder. He could not distinguish any words, only soft, submissive moans and harsh breathing. His eyes searched the dark corners and tried to see into the black shadows under the bleachers.
"Kim, listen," he breathed, his voice as quiet as he could make it. "I think someone is in here."
The teenager looked up from her manipulations and smiled knowingly. "Don't worry," she said softly. "It's just someone balling in one of the locker rooms. A few of my friends come here too."
"Oh, God, what if they see us?" Jeff asked anxiously, jerking upright to a sitting position. His eyes once more raked the darkening room.
"Oh, it's cool," she replied, laughing softly at his obvious distress. "If they haven't seen us already, they won't now. Besides, most of the boys think it's fun to fuck in the girl's locker room. I guess it turns them on thinking about the naked girls that run around in there all day."
Jeff smiled as he remembered how he too would have been excited by such a thing when he was in high school. But, when, he was in high school, there weren't any hot pantied little broads like Kim running around either, he thought ruefully, wondering if he hadn't been born about ten years before his time.
A long tremulous moan echoed through the court, interrupting his nostalgia. "Is that one of your friends," Jeff questioned in astonishment. "I mean, is that a student in there?"
Kim smiled understandinglv. "You mean do all my friends ball?" she asked, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Well, all the cool ones do, but I don't know who is in there right now."
Jeff's cock began to come alive again as he heard the sounds of wanton passion seeping into the basketball court from the other room. Lewd pictures formed in his mind as he imagined some of the other attractive teenager students locked in obscene embraces. Perhaps, he gloated to himself, he'd get some more young meat before the school year was over.
"I bet I know just what you're thinking," Kim grinned as she skillfully fondled his rapidly rising shaft of flesh. "And, if you're nice to me, I just might be able to arrange something nice for you." A smug expression on her face, the teenager, crawled over his body until she was sitting on his lap, then lifted one of her full white breasts to pop a cherry nipple into his gaping mouth.
Ally watched in mounting apprehension as the principal sat on the edge of the table, removing his garments, one by one. She had time to think now, the one thing she didn't want to do. At this point, she just wanted to do it, get it over with and get away from this man who had already talked her into going so far. Her body felt soiled and debased, and she wished she could, somehow, take it off and leave it behind. She would like nothing more than to go back to her old innocence and ignorance of what her husband was doing. But, it was too late and she knew this man would never leave her alone until he got what he wanted.
Suddenly, she heard a dull clank as his belt buckle hit the floor. Ally looked down the length of her body and saw him twisting around until he knelt between her thighs, completely naked, his thick hard, prick standing out from beneath his heavily-muscled stomach like the menacing shaft of a blunt, heavy spear. He stared directly into her eyes and grinned lewdly as he began to stroke the heavy uncircumcized foreskin back and forth over the hard bulbous swollen tip of his blood-engorged rod.
"Do you think this will do the job, my dear," he asked, a triumphant glint burning in his eyes.
Ally tried to speak, but she couldn't. Her eyes ran over the powerful-looking body of her husband's superior, then dropped again to the hard fleshy instrument he held in his hand.
God, it was huge! She had always thought that Jeff s penis was very large but this ... she wondered how any woman would take such a thing inside of her without being split completely apart. She tried to imagine that great monster buried inside the narrow folds of her tight young vagina and a quiver of paralyzing fear coursed through her.
"It's ... it's so big," Ally managed to stutter out in her hesitancy.
Cardwell continued to massage the granite-hard expanse, slowly, tantalizingly. "It's just right for you, my dear," he said softly. "And you're going to take it, every inch of it, every hot throbbing inch of my big cock...."
Cardwell bent down over her prostrate body, fastening his teeth harshly into the nipple of her heaving left breast. She groaned at the sudden pain, but his hand pressed down on the softness of her hip, pinning her to the table. His lips carefully explored the white trembling mounds, causing a blissful twitch to descend feather-like to her loins below. Her buttocks began grinding impatiently down into the table top.
"Oh, baby, I'm going to fuck you," he crooned into the soft, sensitive flesh of her breasts. "I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before. I'm going to fuck my big hard prick in and out of your tight little pussy until you're crying and begging for more."
Ally shuddered under the prodding of his obscene words. She could feel the hugeness of his fleshy hardness brush against her thigh and she hungrily reached down to grasp the throbbing shaft, forcing everything else from her tortured brain.
The principal moved up over her body, grinning triumphantly as he felt her hand close around the length of the stone-hard member, her fingers barely going around it. He felt her tremble as she realized again its tremendous size, then brace her body as she guided it up the valley of her buttocks, not letting it lose contact with her flesh until it was poised between the palpitating lips of her waiting vagina. Quivering half in fear and half in anticipation, she opened her thighs wider apart and placed her trembling hands on his buttocks, awaiting his first thrust.
She felt the huge rubbery head moving up and down, parting the pubic hair and the full, fleshy lips of her cunt, and then all of a sudden, the small mouth of her tingling vagina popped helplessly open before it.
"Aaaaaaaagh," she grunted as the elastic -rimmed tightness gave way and the tip slipped through, cruelly stretching the tight opening until she felt as though her thighs were splitting apart from the relentless pressure.
Cardwell felt a wave of sadistic pleasure rush through him as he heard her soulful protest. He was unable to conceal the vicious smile that twisted his mouth, and he shoved a little harder, eliciting another long, low moan from deep in her throat.
"Nooooo, please, no more ... you're hurting me," she whimpered pitifully as the principal drove another agonizing inch into her defenseless pussy. He was much too big! If he pushed again, he would split her wide open!
Angus Cardwell could barely contain the excitement her anguished pleas were bringing him as he slowly and relentlessly penetrated her cunt, flexing his hips again and again, sinking into her an inch at a time. Suddenly, the grin on his face faded and a contorted expression of sheer lust replaced it. He had to fuck the dig-unified little bitch, now, he had to!
He rammed forward, unmercifully, dropping his heavy weight onto her, smashing her full, firm breasts beneath his powerful chest as he thrust his hips at the same time, and his long, thick cock plunged into her moist, frightened cunt with the brutal force of a battering ram, pushing the soft moist flesh of her vaginal walls in rippling waves before it. He could feel his balls slap tightly against her jerking anus as she tried futilely to wriggle away from the cruel sudden impalement.
"Oh, God, stop," she breathed, trying even in her agony to prevent her husband from hearing her and discovering them. "Please, stop it. You're killing me!" Her legs, splayed wide apart, flailed in the air helplessly on either side of his great muscular body, kicking and jerking as he pinned her securely to the table top. Her arms were outstretched, palms against his hips, attempting to hold back the blunt hard head that pressed against her cervix like a great hard stone.
Her belly had never been so filled in her life and his cock felt as though it had ripped her vagina into a thousand shreads. She could feel its every fleshy ridge, cruelly stretching her in-sides as though she had been skewered by a telephone pole. Even the tiniest trace of any rapture she had felt had long since left her and suddenly, she sensed him beginning to move once more. She sucked in her breath, holding it in fear of what was to come. He began to jerk on top of her, his hips flexing, the monstrous head of his prick burrowing deeper and deeper into her.
She flexed her vaginal muscles tightly together in an attempt to ward off the huge invading cudgel, but the throb of her internal sinews only seemed to incite him more, and she felt him reaming even further into her unwanting passage. Helplessly, she clenched her teeth and endured it. It was only right that she should suffer, she thought bitterly, she was no better than her husband, a cheap little adulterous slut who had let go of all that was good and right just to obtain a moment's revenge. She would never be the same again. She was a. whore, a whore! There was nothing left to her but the huge, fleshy instrument of her own husband's boss buried deep inside her vagina.
Cardwell sensed her last bit of resistance fading away and knew that it would not take much longer now before this young, soft-bodied wife was a raw, squealing mass of desire. Even though she had fought his advances at first, he had seen the hot streak in her make-up and knew she could be turned on again. And he'd make sure she did. He could think of nothing nicer than to have a pair of attractive new bodies for the "orgy" club.
Ally was beginning to feel the first galvanic tingles of lewd desire returning to her body, exciting licentious little chills that crept up and down the base of her spine in rhythm with the even measured cadence of Angus Cardwell's great cock skewering wetly up into her now gratefully accepting belly. Her body seemed to be twitching and writhing of its own will, and she groaned incessantly into his mouth, shoving her tongue with a sudden complete abandon into his throat. Unconsciously, she drew back her legs, opening her hungry pussy even wider to his pounding assault, her buttocks moving voluntarily now against the smooth cool wood beneath her.
Cardwell slipped his hands down her curvaceous sides and slid them under the soft, round globes of her wriggling buttocks, cupping them hotly in each hand. They were flexing and unflexing, shuddering in his fingers as he clamped his hands tightly around them. He jerked her tighter to his loins and felt her straining her thighs further back, the moist warm hole of her cunt flowering open to welcome his cock to even greater depths.
Ally did not even try to comprehend what had happened to her body, the new wave of arousal that was saturating her whole being. She was only aware that the pain was suddenly gone, giving way to a maddening electric-like tingle that began deep within her womb and spread relentlessly over the raw nerve-ends of her flesh. Her eyes closed and her tongue worked and slavered up into his mouth as small mewling noises of velvety pleasure rumbled from her throat. She knew the cords in her neck and thighs were standing out hard and tense as she writhed beneath him from the fervency of her feeling. There was no longer any thought of anything, just the exquisite sensation of lying beneath this man who was fucking her against her will and giving back to him what he was giving to her.
Cardwell gloated in triumph as he felt Jeff Carson's wife's young naked body increase in hungry gyrations up and down, faster and faster with each passing second, the urgency of her thrusts becoming more pronounced, her lust-bared teeth chewing at her swollen lower-Up as she strained uncontrollably toward orgasm. He moved suddenly into longer smooth strokes that brought his cock almost all the way out of her clasping vagina on the backstroke and then thrusting forward into her uplifted buttocks again until he could feel the harsh slap of his balls against the unprotected crevice of her anus. Momentarily, his fingers traced the tight skin of her ass, until he found the tight puckered hole cradled defenselessly below.
"Ooooooh," she gasped in painful protest as his middle finger wormed into her soft, rubbery anus with a quick probing movement.
He thrust harder, taking pleasure in hearing the groaning noises of her subjugation and complete loss of haughty young dignity.
"Ooooooh," she groaned louder at the outrageous intrusion of her exposed asshole.
But he gave no quarter. He worked his finger around and around inside, stretching the rubbery softness wider and wider as he ground into her. She felt a second finger making its way into her tortured back passage, and the deep gut-teral noises coming from her chest eased to whimpers of pain, slowly subsiding to louder moans of pleasure as her anus gradually became accustomed to the strange unnatural invasion.
The principal grinned as he felt young Jeff Carson's wife begin slowly screwing her rectum back on his fingers as he probed them methodically around the warm rubbery depths, sending new sensations of delight through her. She was hopelessly impaled between his throbbing, stone-hard cock in her cunt and his fingers shoved tightly into her asshole. And now, moaning and mewling beneath him, she began twisting and squealing in wild, helpless abandon under the double ravishment of her loins.
Christ, that hot little bitch, whoever she was, was really going out of her mind, Jeff mused as the sounds of raw, animal lust filtered out of the door on the other side of the basketball court. He wondered casually which of the girls it was and who was driving her to that high-pitched frenzy of excitement. The thought of another teenaged girl, maybe one even younger than Kim, getting a hard cock rammed into her quivering, pulsating young pussy stirred him considerably, in spite of the going over he'd just had with the teenager lying beside him. He wouldn't mind having a go at her himself, right now, if she were really as hot as she sounded like she was.
"It's kind of exciting listening to them ball in there, isn't it," Kim suddenly whispered. Even in the near-darkness of the room, Jeff could see that her eyes were sparkling with new arousal.
"I know," he whispered, grinning ruefully as he patted his hard lurching member. "Look at this thing here." He paused a moment, then added, "I wish there were some way we could watch them. This listening is driving me crazy."
Kim sat thinking for a minute, then smiled, crinkling her nose playfully. "Hell, why not," she laughed slyly. "After all, we were here first."
Jumping to her feet, she grabbed Jeff's hand and began to pull him up. "They probably wouldn't mind anyway, but be quiet, just in case." she advised. Still naked, they tiptoed together across the polished wooden floor.
In the gathering darkness, they had trouble finding the door. Then, suddenly a piercing hesitant scream rang through the gymnasium. And then, as though the girl could stand it no longer...."Oooooooh, yes, yes! Fuck harder, harder!"
Jeff's eyes moved toward the direction of the sound and found the dim outline of the door. They opened it noiselessly and slipped inside.
On the other side of the doorway, Jeff halted and caught his breath. He had never seen such an exhibition of sheer, unadulterated lust as the one that met his eyes. It hadn't been long since he had cum like a wild bull in the young teenager's mouth, but even so he could feel his prick hardening again at the sight of the two bodies moistly fused together on the table in the middle of the room. From where he stood, he could not see the couple's faces, but he had a perfect view of the man's cock buried deep in the girl's cunt as she writhed uncontrollably beneath him in wild abandoned passion.
A disquieting thought struck him and he moved a little closer to the groaning table. Even in the darkness, he was almost certain that it was a grown man, rather than one of the teen-aged students fucking into the naked girl on the table. Was it another of the teachers? he wondered in astonishment. Who else could be in here at this time of night?
His thought was forgotten, however, as his eyes moved downward to focus in on the tiny red flanges of the girl's pussy, clasped hungrily around the cock as it slipped up and down in the soft surrounding pubic hair. The girl's voice was lust distorted and throaty as she sobbed out her mounting excitement. Her legs were drawn back as far as they could go and her hands were frantically digging into the man's buttocks, trying to pull him deeper inside of her.
God, she was a hot little bitch, he thought as he began to stroke his stone-hard shaft, hotter than anything he had ever seen before.
"Think I could have seconds on her," Jeff whispered down to the young girl who stood quietly beside him, a strange secret smile on her face.
She looked up at him, an amused light in her eyes. "I guess so," she shrugged. "If there's anything left when old Cuntwell gets finished...."
"Cuntwell?" Jeff's mind worked furiously. She couldn't mean...."The principal? Card-well?"
He didn't have time to get an answer before another wailing cry broke from the lips of the girl on the table. "Now, Angus ... now, please ... fuck harder ... oh, God, ooooohhhhhh! Yesssssss! I'm cum ... cummmmmming!"
Jeff recoiled in utter disbelief as the familiarity of the voice registered on his mind. He watched as if rooted to the floor as his wife's smooth naked legs kicked out in the air and lewdly wrapped themselves around Cardwell's upper torso, presenting up her naked loins in wanton sacrifice to his frenzied thrusts as she achieved her orgasm under his pistoning, merciless cock. The principal's finger was sunk deep in his wife's puckered anus.
His mind whirled in disbelief at the shadowy vision before his eyes. His first impulse was to run to the table and rescue his wife from the lust-crazed principal. But a moment's confused wait showed him that this was no rape. She was loving every minute of being fucked half shitless by another man!
Jeff stood frozen as he heard her shrilly screaming out her orgasm, her legs kicking wide until he thought Ally's wide stretched little cunt would split down the middle. Then, he watched as Cardwell reached up with both hands and held her knees back cruelly up over her shoulders and tightly down to the table until she was bent double. Oh, no, he thought as he anxiously started for the table. She'll never be able to take it that deep.
He was forced to change his mind, however, as he viewed her final jerks of fulfillment and watched the hollowing muscles of Cardwell's buttocks as he pumped his hot male sperm deep up into his wife's wildly quivering belly.
The fucking bitch, he raged inwardly, the goddamned dirty little whore, she's loving it! All that time, he had thought she was just a poor innocent babe-in-arms and had used all the patience he had possessed to try and break down the barriers she had thrown up against sex. And now-now this! With hate-filled eyes, he watched the principal's last spasmodic jerks between Ally's open legs, then stode around to the other side of the table.
"Get off my wife, you son-of-a-bitch," Jeff cried, shoving the principal's panting body off his wife's still form. "I'd mash you to a pulp, if I hadn't seen how...." His voice cracked, then he went on. "How this lousy whore was humping under you like a fucking bitch in heat!"
"Oh, God," Ally moaned in humiliation at her husband seeing her like this, naked and her belly filled with another man's sperm. She opened her mouth in horror, but was too paralyzed with fright, to speak. Instead, she jerked her arm up over her face and curled up into a sobbing helpless heap on the table. There was nothing else she could do as his eyes wandered coldly over her flushed and used body.
Cardwell slid slowly from the table top, a small smile playing across the corners of his mouth. Almost casually, he picked up his clothes and began to dress, saying, "Take it easy, Jeff. Try to calm down, will you?"
"Who in the hell are you to tell me to calm down when I just caught you fucking my own wife?" Jeff almost screamed in the heat of his blind, consuming anger.
As if in reply, the principal strolled nonchalantly across the dark room and flicked a switch. The locker room was suddenly bathed in the brightness of the overhead light. Running his eyes contemptuously over Jeff s naked body, the principal sneered, "I'm the man who was just fucking your wife. Who are you?"
More hot words choked in Jeff's throat as he realized his position, standing there with the naked girl beside him. The awful thought came to him that perhaps Ally had seen....
As if reading his thoughts, Cardwell smiled humorlessly. "That's right, we saw it all. Ally and I stood in that very doorway and watched you and Kim together. And, after we watched for a while, we decided that turnabout was fair play, if you get my meaning."
Jeff sputtered, trying to find some way out, his brain reeling. Then suddenly he remembered something and wheeled on the red-headed teenager beside him. "How did you know?" he screamed as some kind of warning fight began to blink in his brain. "How did you know it was him? You said it was Cardwell!"
"That's right, she did," the principal said, leaning back against the wall.
Jeff's eyes searched Cardwell's face as he tried to understand what was happening. "You planned this," he said slowly. "You planned the whole goddamned thing!"
"Move that boy to the head of the class," the principal said sarcastically. Turning to Kim, he raised his eyebrows inquisitively. "Was he any good?"
The naked student merely rolled her eyes in rapturous delight.
"Well, if you say so," Cardwell shrugged. He redirected his attention to Ally who was lying huddled on the table. "You, my dear, were exquisite. So, I am pleased to tell you and your husband that you have just been accepted and initiated into our little group. We rather jokingly call it our 'school sex syndicate.' Congratulations."
Both Ally and Jeff stared at him in undisguised amazement. Then Jeff's eyes went back to his wife, resting and hardening on the thin, glistening strand of warm sticky sperm that had trickled down her legs as she had curled miserably on her side. He began to speak in a low, deadly tone. "Great. That's just fine. I need a break from what I'm getting at home and, obviously, my dear little wife feels the same way!"
Ally lifted her head from the table and stared at the room's occupants. She felt dazed, confused; so much had happened in so short a time to disrupt her life, she couldn't accept what she had heard the principal or her husband say. She didn't know what to think, except that what she was hearing went against everything she had ever been taught, everything she had ever believed in. It just wasn't right....
"No," she suddenly said, breaking the stillness of the room. "I'm not going to get involved in any swap clubs. You're sick, all of you!"
"You looked pretty sick yourself, a few minutes ago," Jeff snapped angrily.
"Well, what happened to you, Jeff?" Ally sneered, staring pointed at his naked loins. "Did a band of gypsies run away with your clothes?" She fought down the sobs that were again rising to her throat. "D-do what you want ... j-just don't expect m-me to go along with y-you!"
"Shut up, both of you!" the principal barked, interrupting Jeff's angry reply. He stared at the young wife lying on the table. "If you value your reputation and your husband's job, you will go with your husband." His eyes narrowed ominously. "I imagine it would be very embarrassing if that packet of pictures should be discovered in a young male student's locker, Ally, complete with your fingerprints all over them...."
She gazed at Cardwell in shocked horror as she remembered the manila envelope she had dropped into the waste basket beside her desk. "Oh, no," she breathed. "You wouldn't...."
"I would, my dear, and I have done other things just as unpleasant." She watched the principal smile self-depreciatingly. "We have to be rather clever to preserve the anonymity of our little group. There is a great risk with so many students involved. I'm sure you understand...."
"What's he talking about? What pictures?" Jeff asked fearfully as he began to realize how well-planned the whole operation had been.
"Please, calm yourself," the principal said smoothly. "She can explain later. I'm in rather a hurry so let me just mention that the first meeting for you two will be tomorrow night at my home." Whistling merrily, the gray-haired man moved toward the outside door, then paused by the exit, impatiently tapping his foot.
A moment later, the buxom teenager rushed from the basketball court into the locker room. "I'm coming, Angus," she panted breathlessly as she pulled up the zipper of her suede miniskirt in mid-flight.
"Well, hurry up, dear," he chuckled paternally. "I promised your mother I'd have you home by seven."
A moment later they were gone.
Avoiding each other's eyes, Ally and Jeff each moved to where they had dropped their clothes and began to dress silently. The tension grew quietly between them until Ally broke under the strain. Half-dressed, she rushed out to where Jeff was buckling his trousers in the darkened gymnasium and tearfully threw her arms around his neck.
"Forgive me, darling," she sobbed. "I'm so sorry and ashamed. What are we going to do about that meeting tomorrow night? I'm so scared, Jeff."
Her husband stonily disengaged himself from her embrace, his upper lip curling in distaste. "Obviously, we are going to go to the meeting, Ally." He coldly stared into her pleading eyes. "And don't fool yourself by thinking that I don't care about what you did this afternoon. I'm not going to forget that for a long, long time."
"But ... but, what about ... what you...." she sputtered, then stopped. How dare he treat me like this after all he did, she wondered angrily. How could he be so unfair as to act as though it were all her fault?
In a day crammed with unpleasant surprises, this was the last straw. Eyes ablaze, she wordlessly turned around and walked back to the dressing room. She picked up her purse and strode out the door, turning out the light before she left. Let him find his own way out, she fumed, as she walked toward their car, the only one left in the school parking lot.
One thing, she resolved to herself, her life was going to be different from now on. If Jeff wanted to play nasty, she would follow his lead and beat him at it, if she could. He was going to pay for the humiliations he had heaped on her that afternoon, and he was going to pay dearly.