Adultery ALISON A TEACHER'S STORY by exbiidelhi2012
He groaned and started to thrust his hips up, forcing his cock deeper into my mouth. I felt granddad shudder then start to empty his seen into my bowels. At the same moment Adam started to come, shooting his load into my mouth. I swallowed all of his come and kept his cock in my mouth as it started to soften. Then I let him go and stood up as I felt granddad’s cock slip from my bottom.
They both stood up, fastening their trousers as they did so. Adam looked at me and grinned his sly grin, conveying his contempt effectively. I stood, naked, in my own living room as he looked at me, weighing me up and finding me almost useless. He walked past me as he left the room and reached out to slap my bottom. “Nice one Alison. See you at college tomorrow.” His laughter echoed around the room as he left. Granddad sniggered as he left, turning to me and saying, “That’s taught you a lesson, hasn’t it?” Then he turned to Alan and said, “Tomorrow night then?”
“About seven thirty.” Alan nodded.
I stood in the middle of my living room until I heard the door of the flat close behind them, then I turned to Alan, “What was that about tomorrow night?”
“Tom’s taking you for your audition for Leroy’s party.”

Another jolt of fear ran through me. I was going to audition to become a sex toy for a group of black men. But before then I had to get through a day at college, with Adam and all his friends sniggering about me, making remarks about my body, listening as he related the story of how I stripped for him, then played with my pussy, telling him I’d do anything for him, of how he had me, then made me suck him off while he lay on my bed and smoked. Then he’d tell them all how I was spanked by granddad, and then Adam himself. He’d tell them all about how granddad took my back door while I sucked him off again. Oh yes, he’d tell them all, every sordid little detail. By lunchtime every boy in the college would know about my shaven slit. I shuddered. “That little bastard is going to make my life a misery from now on. God help me.” Alan just laughed, “You’ll love it, don’t worry. Anyway, you said you wanted some action this evening. Now you’ve had some. Happy?”
“Oh sure. I’m over the moon.”

“Well, after all that I could do with a blow-job. Come and do the honours will you?”
I immediately went and knelt between his thighs, opened his trousers and brought his semi-erect cock out. I began to wank and kiss it, feeling it stiffen in my hand. In moments his cock was stiff and throbbing. I took it into my mouth and started to suck and lick it in the way I knew he liked. He sighed contentedly and gently stroked my hair as I bobbed and sucked away at him. I stroked his balls, using the tips of my fingers in tiny circles. I felt the skin of his scrotum tighten and he groaned softly. I knew he was starting to build to a climax. I felt his cock stiffen still further, and then with a twitch he was shooting his come into my mouth. I gripped his cock tightly and sucked hard on his glans. I swallowed all of his come, not taking his cock from my mouth until he had finished shooting into me. God! I loved the taste of his come!

As I lovingly put his cock back inside his trousers and gently fastened them up again he patted me on the head and said, “Good girl! You do it like that at your audition tomorrow and you’re sure to be accepted.”
I looked up at him and smiled nervously. “I still don’t know about this party thing.” I confessed, “The whole idea is a bit scary, really. I mean, just being there as a toy for a whole load of black men to use, not knowing anyone there. It’s a bit daunting, you know.”
“You’ll be fine. Besides, just think of it like this, whatever you do there, no one will know you, and you’ll never see them again afterwards, so there’s nothing to be afraid of, is there? And anyway, I spoke to Tom earlier, and he says it’s usually just a lot of sucking and fucking. Nothing weird, and nothing you can’t handle, ok?”
“I suppose so. Like I said, I’ve only got a few more days of this left, so I’m going to go for it!”
Alan went off to do more work and I went and showered. I thought of Adam as I washed the smell of him off me and shuddered. There was no way the little bugger was going to miss the opportunity to humiliate me. I just wondered how soon it would start.

I didn’t have to wait long. As I entered college the following morning Adam was standing with a group of other boys near the doorway. He grinned at me as he saw me approaching, “’Morning miss.” He said cheerfully.
“Morning.” I muttered as I hurried past him. There was a burst of laughter from the group. I took my first class of the day and as the students filed out at morning break Adam pushed his way past the last of them and into the classroom. He waited for the last of them to leave, then closed the door.
“Hi Alison. How are you today.”
“I’m fine, Adam, but don’t call me Alison here. It’s Miss Richards to you, right?”
He sauntered casually over to me, “Call you what I fuckin’ like, can’t I? There’s nothing you can do about it, is there?” He reached out and began to maul my left breast.
I felt myself going red. “Adam, not here. Someone might see.” I hissed.
“Shut up.” He said simply, and carried on mauling. “How come you don’t wear a bra any more?”
“I just prefer it this way.”
 horseride  Cheeta    
Like Reply


Messages In This Thread
RE: ALISON A TEACHER'S STORY by exbiidelhi2012 - by sarit11 - 02-07-2020, 01:55 PM



Users browsing this thread: 9 Guest(s)