Chapter 3
They had done something to Sharon's car. When she had sneaked from the school with her bag in hand, the starter motor wouldn't even turn over. A deathly silence greeted her when she twisted the keys in the ignition, and not even the inside dome lights would light up. She didn't even bother opening up the hood, knowing there was nothing she could do. Instead, she got back out, hoisted her bag over her arm and set off down the dusty road. She had gotten less than a mile before the lumbering yellow school bus pulled up beside her in the middle of the road. The door hissed open, and she could see Abner sitting behind the steering wheel. He glanced back into the bus and ordered two of the older boys to help the young teacher inside.
Sharon groaned and put her bag down onto the dirt of the shoulder of the road. Both of her arms ached from carrying her luggage. Her feet burned from being pinched by her shoes and she didn't know how much farther she could have walked anyway. But it didn't matter now. Abner had caught up with her.
Two lanky male students climbed down from the steps at the door of the bus and wrapped their hands tightly around her arms. Together, they lifted her up into the doorway. Then they followed, bringing her bag. It was tossed under the first seat, as Sharon stood silent and embarrassed at the front of the aisle. Every kid in the school bus was staring up at her with amusement.
She was sure she knew how they felt. They had caught their teacher abandoning them. She had been hired to teach them and take them on this trip and instead she had tried to run away. She felt like a traitor although she knew they didn't really understand. But it was being raped in both her cunthole and her mouth that had chased her away, not any desire to flee from the kids. But there was no way to explain that to the youngsters and make them comprehend.
On stumbling feet, she made it halfway down the aisle to an empty seat. Thankfully, she made it without tripping which would have added to her shame. Already her face was burning red from being caught abandoning her students. She knew each of them could see her guilt.
She slumped down into an empty seat, shoving herself over by the window as the bus clanked into gear. She kept her eyes pinned to the dusty glass as the school bus lumbered off, unwilling to look into their accusing faces.
She was filthy from the mountain road. Carefully she glanced down at the dusty spots on her dress. Her fingers rubbed at them, trying to clean away some of the stain. The cloth whispered against her naked body beneath, making her feel uncomfortably undressed around the kids. Her stockings and garter belt were rolled up in her purse, taken off for the long walk down the hill. Nothing covered her body except for her dress and her shoes and she imagined a host of staring eyes. She was so ashamed that she couldn't even force herself to look up at the kids.
Slowly the buzz of conversation and laughter returned around her and Sharon was thankful the students were beginning to put her out of their minds. At the front of the bus, Abner stared straight ahead through the windshield as he steered the yellow monster down the narrow, winding road. For a while, Sharon had some peace and quiet and she tried to sleep.
But soon, the laughter of the children began to grow louder and intrude on her peace. Some of their yells, strange words, were beginning to annoy her.
"Ram it home!" one voice laughed.
"Ride that thing like a bucking stallion!"
What was going on? She imagined all sorts of terrible things. Far in front of her, Abner continued to drive as if he couldn't hear the students' lusty cries.
"It's got her stretched wide open and pounding clear to the end!" someone said.
"I can see her tummy bulge each time it strikes bottom just like it's filling up the inside of her guts!"
A voice squealed in a tone so high that Sharon couldn't tell whether it belonged to a boy or a girl.
Sharon groaned. She had to do something. She was a teacher in the midst of students who were getting out of control. There was no help from the front of the bus where the principal continued to drive. Slowly she twisted in her seat, glancing back to where many of the pupils had gathered. She almost screamed at what she saw. The older boy Carl, who had raped Sharon, was sitting at the end of the aisle on the seat that stretched across the back of the bus. His jeans were shoved down to his ankles.
In his lap perched the young blonde girl from Sharon's class, naked from the, waist down. She faced forward, laughing and shaking her head from side to side, as Carl's thick cock jutted up from his balls and speared her in her tight cunt. The young girl was giggling and riding up and down with her ass to piston the thick fuck muscle in her cunthole.
"No!" Sharon gasped, unable to believe what she was seeing.
From twenty feet away, the cunt hairs looked so light and thin on the girl's pussy, that it seemed as though it wasn't there. Her pink cunt gash flared open around the hard prick, swallowing inches of it inside. As the girl lifted, most of the shaft emerged, glistening with cunt juices, until only the cockhead remained buried. Then the girl released her weight and slammed downward, driving the massive cunt-fucker back into her body. She controlled herself by pressing bare tiptoes against the floor of the bus.
Carl leaned back with his naked ass on the seat, enjoying his cock being fucked by the young girl. Most of the busload of youngsters had gathered around them, cheering up and urging the two of them on, but the aisle was open for Sharon to see. It was almost as if the kids were taunting their' teacher with the sight of his hard cock ramming into her pussy hole.
"Stop it!" Sharon screamed and scooted over to the aisle.
She twisted her feet under her and headed toward the rear of the bus.
"Fuck her" one of the younger boys shouted, taking his own small cock out and jerking on it with his hand.
"Cram your cock up her cunthole!" a younger girl squealed, running her hand up the front of her dress.
Things were totally out of control! Sharon glanced frantically about. Most of the pupils were pawing and stroking themselves as they watched the boy's cock hammers into the young girl's cunt.
Only the two older boys who had forced Sharon onto the bus seemed unconcerned as they watched their teacher charge down the aisle. Almost unnoticed, they slipped between seats on opposite sides of the bus and poised there with the ends of tightly wound ropes in their hands.
"Oh," the blonde girl moaned. "Ream out my pussy hole with your cock!"
Her words riveted Sharon's attention on the stretched mouth of her cunthole that was swallowing up the boy's throbbing prick. Pussy juices leaked down onto Carl's hairy balls, testimony to the girl's growing lust.
Suddenly, something tightened around both of Sharon's ankles and her feet were yanked backwards from under her. She pitched forward, driving at the floor of the bus with her body and her head. She slammed down hard on her tender tits, causing them to explode in pain. Her hands had broken some of the fall but her forehead still hit the floor hard. Bright lights whizzed past the back of her eyes, and her battered nose was covered with a sheen of blood.
Sharon had stepped unwittingly into the loops of rope the older boys had placed on the floor of the aisle. When her feet were inside, both of the boys had yanked, tightening the nooses around their teacher's ankles. Another tug and the woman were going down face-forward in the aisle.
As soon as she landed, two other boys leaped from their seats and slid two other loops of ropes up her arms almost to her shoulders. Those also were tightened until all four of Sharon's limbs were captured as she lay facedown on the floor.
"Turn her over," Carl ordered as he roughly shoved the blonde girl from his prick.
The blonde tumbled to her side onto the seat, where her hand immediately dove for her cunt. Two fingers jammed up the leaking pussy hole as the palm of her hand fitted down over her clit. She jerked herself quickly, spouting pussy juices into her hand. Her back arched as she blasted out the cum that had been started by Carl's lusty prick.
The boy stood, and his cock rigid and glistening with pussy juices. Hands grappled on the teacher, finally turning her over. Then other hands were shoved under her back as a number of the young students lifted her body from the floor. The ropes that held her arms and legs were lashed to the metal bars on top of the seats on both sides of the aisles, and the slack was pulled tight.
When the hands left Sharon's body, she was suspended along the aisle between the seats, her back more than two feet from the floor. Her whole body swayed back and forth as the bus continued to wind down the road.
"Help me!" she screamed, lean her head backward so she could stare down the aisle upside-down toward where the principal was driving the bus.
She saw his eyes search out the large mirror above his head, and he laughed loudly when he saw how Sharon had been trapped.
"It's going to be a long bus ride, Miss Jenkins!" he roared in laughter without turning around. "Why don't you find some way to entertain the kids!"
Carl stepped up to Sharon's gaping legs. He kicked the jeans from his feet. He rubbed his wet cock against one of her calves then shoved up the hem of her dress. The other girl's pussy juice was smeared along the insides of her thighs as he stroked her legs with the stiffness of his wet prick.
"Has somebody got a knife?" he suddenly asked.
A young boy to Sharon's left stuffed a hand into his pocket. He dragged out a switchblade and handed it over to the older boy. Carl snapped the evil-looking weapon open, then leaned down and cut the shoulder straps of Sharon's dress. Then he ran the blade along the inside of the seam of one side of her garment, slicing easily through the material. When he was through, the remnants of the teacher's dress fell loosely to the floor, leaving her suspended naked in the aisle.
"Hey, look at her tits!" one of the younger girls called, scampering into one of the seats so she could lean over and get a good view of Sharon's chest.
The teacher glanced over, noticing the flatness beneath the young girl's blouse. Small fingers reached over and tweaked one of Sharon's nipples. The expression on the youngster's face was one of excitement as she fingered her tit. "Almost good enough to suck," a young boy chimed in on the other side, and his face dipped to Sharon's other tit.
His small mouth opened and covered the nipple. Then he sucked like an infant nursing a tit.
"Look, Billy's a baby again!" one of the older boys laughed. "He's sucking tit now rather than his thumb!"
His joke got a large laugh from the whole collection of kids surrounding the naked teacher as she moaned and twisted herself in her bindings. All she managed to do was to rock her suspended body several feet above the floor of the aisle.
The ropes were cutting sharply into her arms and ankles as they supported her weight. But the greatest pain of all right then was being naked and mocked by her students. Even the boy's teeth, which had begun to gnaw at her tit, didn't hurt as much as her shame.
"Her cunt has hair all around it!" another girl said excitedly. "More than any of the rest of us have. My little pussy hair just crawls along next to my cunt slit and hers went clear up onto her belly. I wonder whether I will get a pussy muff like that when I'm older."
"You already have more than me," a small girl pouted. "I don't think I'll ever get any."
"Just shut up, Julie," the first girl replied. "Your cunt hair will grow. You just have to give it time."
The words and jumbled conversation swirled around the tormented teacher until she was almost ready to scream. These were children-the pupils she had been hired to teach-who were pawing and laughing over her trapped, naked body! Nothing in the world had ever prepared her for this, and it seemed like some demented dream. But even in her wildest nightmare she'd never dreamed up something so bizarre as swaying naked between the seats of a bus.
Carl had backed away from Sharon's feet, his cock still throbbing and jutting up into the air. Cunt juice was drying on his prick as he stood and watched the younger students pawing over the teacher's body. He laughed when one of them got too excited and tugged sharply on Sharon's cunt hair.
Then Carl called the young blonde girl back over and instructed her to kneel. When she was positioned in front of him, he drove his hard cock into her mouth. By raising her head, Sharon could watch the long fuck shaft screwing itself clear to the girl's tonsils. Spit ran out of one corner of the girl's mouth as the prick head sloshed around on her tongue.
Two young boys had positioned themselves on both sides of Sharon and were leaning over and sucking on her tits. The one gnawing on her left tit was particularly brutal as he bit sharply into her tender flesh. Both nipples were trapped inside the mouths of the pupils. Then one young girl shoved a finger up her teacher's cunt. The girl pulled out her finger, staring at it for a second before popping it into her mouth.
"Pussy juices," she giggled. "Teacher cunt tastes so sweet!"
Then several of the students took turns cramming their fingers up Sharon's cunthole. She winced each time one of the slender fingers slid up her pussy, not from pain but from humiliation. She realized she should be in a position of authority with these youngsters, offering them guidance on the proper thing to do. Instead, she was hung up in the air like a piece of meat for each of them to finger-fuck at will.
They were treating her whole body like a new toy that each of them was excited to try. Sharon wanted to scream at them to stop, and perhaps even spank their little bottoms for the naughty things they had done. But she was at a terrible disadvantage and there was nothing she could do.
Finally, the two older boys decided it was their turn at the teacher's flesh and they pushed the younger students to the side. Carl, his cock still fucking out the little blonde's mouth, urged the other two on as they closed in on Sharon from opposite directions. Both of them unzipped the flies of their pants, and pried their hard cocks out of their jeans. Two pairs of trousers hit the floor and the boys were naked from the waist down.
Sharon lifted her head. She moaned when she saw the older boy stroking his cock with his hand. His prick wasn't as thick or as long as the one Carl was driving into the young girl's wet mouth, but it was big enough to stretch open her cunt. Six inches of hard cock pointed up between Sharon's legs. The mouth of his piss slit gaped open as though it was getting ready to eat into the teacher's cunt.
Sharon groaned. She leaned her head back. She looked up at the underside of another prick. This one was about the size of the other-six inches of throbbing young cock and she knew the youngster had designs on fucking it into her mouth.
"No, don't do this! " She whined, trying to force some authority into her voice.
But her words came out like the cry of a stricken animal instead, almost begging the kid she'd been hired to instruct.
"Mr. Owens!" she frantically screamed, hoping the principal could-and would-control the lusty young mob. "Help me! They're going to fuck me!"
The bellows of his sadistic laughter washed back through the interior of the bus. "Get those pricks busy," Carl urged from the side, where he was still fucking the young blonde girl. He hammered his hard cock into her small mouth, fucking her tonsils hard. Each time she winced from one of the prick blows against the back of her mouth, Carl twisted her small ears and dragged her forward to be speared by his fucking prick.
"Got damn!" the boy at Sharon's feet hissed, stepping forward. "I'm going to get me some hot teacher cunt!"
"No!" Sharon squealed.
She twisted in the ropes. The boy placed both thumbs on the side of her pussy slit and forced her cunt mouth wide. Hot cockhead thumped against the opening of her fuck pit, then three inches of his prick was stuffed inside.
The young teacher felt the mouth of her cunthole stretching open as the boy's cock slipped in. The pussy walls were pushed out of the way until his prick was all the way in. The boy groaned, feeling the intense pussy pressure squeezing down on his cock.
The boy at Sharon's face was also busy, levering her head backward to line his cockhead up with her mouth. A drop of pre-cum already stained his piss slit from the excitement of his lust. With her neck stretched, Sharon's mouth was open and the youth drove his prick all along her tongue. Six inches of hard cock glided through her jaws to batter at the opening to her throat. Unwittingly, she gulped, closing her mouth around his prick to provide a tight, wet hole for the boy to screw.
"Her mouth is as hot and tight as a pussy!" the youth groaned as he slowly dragged the shaft out to the prick head.
Poised there, the hard cock hammered back in clear to the back of her mouth. Prick flesh scraped along the top of her mouth and bumped against the opening to her throat. The hair that lightly covered his balls and the base of his prick tickled at the teacher's nose.
"This is hot teacher cunt!" the youth fucking her pussy exclaimed.
He twisted at the waist to watch Carl.
The young blonde had Carl's long prick buried halfway into her tight throat.
"You ought to come over here and get some of this teacher pussy," the boy exclaimed.
"I've already hammered my long prick into that cunthole." Carl laughed, pulling on the girl's ears even harder." I'm going to fuck this little bitch's tonsils until I blast cum down her throat."
Sharon's pussy mouth was getting sore. The youth was slamming his hard cock into her cunt. The front of his pubic bone smashed into her pussy slit each time he battered his cockhead to the end of her cunthole. He wasn't as smooth and practiced as an older man and his cock was jerking about. The twisting motion was pulling at the flesh of her cunt mouth as he screwed his long prick in.
Heavy, cum-filled balls slapped against her eyes and forehead each time the other boy's mouth-fucking cock drove in. His prick head was battering hard against her tonsils, bruising tender flesh at the back of her mouth. There was no gentle cock sucking for the lusty youth, lie was fucking her hard in the face. Like a horny stallion, he forced prick through her lips as if his enjoyment depended on his strength.
"Shit, fucking, cunt!" the face-fucker growled as he felt his balls pull up in his groin.
His cock felt like it was swelling an inch longer and at least twice as big around. Already he could feel the waves of his cum rushing up through his groin. He was going to blast this bitch teacher's throat full of his schoolboy spunk!
"Her cunt is strangling my cock!" the cunt fucker shouted as his cockhead swelled inside the teacher's tight gripping cunt.
Waves of cum rushed through his prick, headed for the teacher's fuck pit.
"Take this, little bitch!" Carl hissed as he forced cockhead into the young girl's throat.
The base of his spine was on fire from his cum and his prick was beginning to spurt. Thick spunk blasted into the girl's gullet and greased its way down her throat. Again and again, cum rocketed into her.
Cum splashed into the deep end of Sharon's cunt as the cunt-fucking boy threw his head back and howled. His ass drove his cock hard into the teacher's fuck hole as he filled up her cunt with hot cum.
Sharon's throat was gasping when the first blob of jism splattered into her mouth. More than half of it was sucked right down in one swallow as another spurt of it blasted out. She caught as much of the cum as she could, drinking it from his prick. But some of the stringy mess washed back through her mouth and leaked from the corners of her lips. Then it leaked down into her eyes, blinding her with his saltiness.
All around her, the other pupils watched the fucking of their teacher, some of them stroking their own pricks and cunts.
They hadn't even arrived at the site of their field trip, and already things were turning wild.