Adultery ALISON A TEACHER'S STORY by exbiidelhi2012

[sarit11]

I stood and looked at him.

"Hands on head, like the naughty girl you are." I obeyed instantly.
He stood, pulled up his jeans over his half erect member and fastened them. Curiously, I felt disappointed. Was that it for the evening then?
"I think you should be punished for being so disgustingly randy. How cheap can you get? Letting Alan strip and finger you while you talked nonsense to poor old John, half a world away." (I couldn't help but marvel at this - he'd had great fun laughing at John while he used me like a peice of meat. I could see the way this was going, and my heart began to beat faster in response.)
I hung my head in apparent shame.
"Don't you think you should be punished?"

"Yes Neil, I mean, if you think so Neil." I stammered in my most contrite voice.
"Right!", he barked. "Marching on the spot. Begin."
Feeling more than a little strange, I began to march on the spot. "Faster. And get those knees up higher. HIGHER". He yelled. I frantically pushed my knees as high as I could. He stood there, watching, smirking. Alan sat back in his chair with the familiar smile on his face. After a minute or so, I was breathing heavily, but I kept going.
"You're going to keep marching until I tell you to stop. And while you march, I'm going to punish you. Understand?"
"Yes Neil." I panted.

And then he began to rain smacks on my bare bottom. I squealed with each blow, and soon he began to hit the back of my legs. My backside felt like it was on fire. Still he kept on, still I kept marching. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate. The blows stopped for a second, but I continued to march. Then my eyes shot open with pure shock. Neil had begun to slap my breasts! The sudden pain collided head on with the pleasure mounting in my pussy and I almost came on the spot. Instead I let out a piercing scream. Another slap. I groaned. Then another, and another. I was sobbing now with a mixture of pain and pleasure.
"Stop!", Neil commanded.
I stood motionless, tears running down my face, my breaths coming in ragged sobs, making my breasts heave. I could feel the wetness between my legs.

Neil stood in front of me, a sly grin on his face. He ran his hands over my belly, down towards my pussy lips. "Now what do you think I'll find down here now?", he chuckled to himself. Alan laughed too. I felt my face flush with embarrassment. To think of all I had done to them, for them, and I was still embarrassed at them knowing how much I enjoyed being punished. His fingers reached the top of my pussy lips. I held my breath. He ran the tip of a finger along the lips, I opened my legs further to allow him access. He lifted the finger to his nose and sniffed. I could see it wet from my juices. He put his hand back between my legs and spread my lips with his index and third fingers, and then began to stroke between them with his middle finger.

I groaned out loud, and realised that I was no longer just resting my hands on my head, my fingers were entwined in my hair, gripping tightly. His finger slowly penetrated me, slipping effortlessly into my sopping tunnel. I could feel my juices running down my thighs. And then he withdrew his finger and ran it along my pussy until he reached my clit. My little button was now hard and errect. The moment his finger touched the sensitive tip I began to groan and moan. My fingers gripped my hair still tighter and I began to move my pelvis back and forward. Neil didn't move at all, he just left his hand there and let me gyrate on his fingers.
"Would you like to come now Alison?", he murmered.

"Oh, God Yes!" I almost screamed. "Please Neil. Please let me come."
"You mean you want to bring yourself off, right now. On my hand. In front of Alan. Is that what you want?"
"Yes. Oh Yes. Oh Please Neil."
He paused for a moment. I continued to rub his finger over my clit.
"OK, Alison. You can come now." He grinned. And of course, I did. I screamed, I moaned. I sobbed, and I came, massively.