Adultery ALISON A TEACHER'S STORY by exbiidelhi2012

[sarit11]

After they had been chatting for a minute or two Leroy looked at me. “This the one then Tom?”
“This is her. Hot little bit of cunt, can’t get enough of it. Fuck! Does she ever go!”
They both laughed. Leroy pulled up a chair and sat down. “Come here.” He said. I took the few steps between us and stood in front of him.
“What’s your pussy like?”
I looked at granddad, who nodded his head. I lifted the front of my skirt. Leroy reached out, took hold of the front of my knickers and pulled them down. His hands were enormous. His fat fingers started to stroke my shaven mound.
“Not bad. Not bad at all. You like to fuck then?”
I didn’t answer. He chuckled, then pushed his hand between my legs, his fingers squeezing the lips of my pussy.
“Turn ‘round.”
I turned, lifting my skirt for him again. He dragged my knickers down to my knees then grabbed the cheeks of my bum with both hands and pulled them apart. He spat on my tight little hole, then began to push one of his fat fingers into me.

“You take it up the arse, girly?”
I looked over my shoulder at him and nodded. He grinned back at me.
“Sure you do! Soon as I saw you I knew you were one of those white bitches that look like butter wouldn’t melt. You’re all the same, all airs and graces, making out your all sweet and innocent, but really, you like a good stiff cock up your arse!” He laughed again and pushed his finger deeply into me.
He amused himself by forcing his finger deep into my tight hole for a few more moments, then pulled his hand away. “You know what’s expected of you on Saturday?”
I nodded, “Anything and everything your guests want.” I said as I pulled my knickers back into place.
“And that’s not a problem?”
“No. That won’t be a problem.” I grinned.
“Told you, didn’t I? She’s well up for it.” Granddad chuckled.

I heard voices behind me and turned to see who was there. My heart sank. Another of my students, fifteen year-old Brian Lewis, was standing just a few feet away. Even though he was so young he was still about six feet tall, with a big, powerful frame. He was one of the few black students at the college, and he had a reputation as a tough kid.
“Fucking hell miss, what are you doing here?”
I looked around nervously, searching for a way out.
“Leroy, what you got her here for?”
“You know this bitch?”
“Sure. One of my teachers. What’s she doing here?”
I saw a grin spread over granddad’s face and Leroy’s smile widened.
“This is one of the girls who’ll be doing the entertaining on Saturday.” He said with a laugh. “I’ve just given her a once over. She’ll do ok.”

“Her? One of the girls for your party? You’ve got to be joking!” He laughed loudly. I felt my face start to colour. “She’s one of the biggest tight arses you’ll ever meet. No fun in her at all.”
“Is that right, girlie? Is what he says right? Are you really some stuck up bitch?”
I wanted to go through with this now. I knew it was probably the only chance I’d ever get to do something so extreme. The thought of being used by so many strangers had fired my imagination.
I looked at Leroy, “I said I’d do whatever your guests want, and that’s what I’ll do.”
Leroy smiled again. He looked at Brian. “Looks like you got it wrong kid. She’s up for it big time!”
“I don’t believe it. She’s not the type. There’s something wrong here.”
“Tell you what then, you give her first go. If she gives you a good time, she can do the party. If she’s as big a tight arse as you say, she’ll soon cry off!” I listened to this exchange in amazement. I was being given to one of my own students and I would have to please him before I could be allowed to be at the party. I decided at once that I had to go through with this. I had come too far, done too much to object to anything now.

Brian grinned, “OK then. Right miss, come on with me, I want to see what you’re made of.”
Leroy and granddad both laughed. I turned and followed Brian from the room. He took me to a staircase then stood at the bottom motioning me to go up. I started to climb the stairs and he followed. I knew he was looking up my skirt and I swayed my hips provocatively, giving him the best view I could. At the top of the stairs we made our way to a small bedroom. He closed the door behind us.
“OK, what the fuck is going on?”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“Yes you do. This isn’t you. You’re the boring, toffee nosed bitch who everyone hates, not one of Leroy’s party girls. What the fuck is going on?”
“I promise you this is for real. You heard me downstairs, I know what’s expected of me, and I’ll do whatever anyone wants. Try me!” I looked at him seductively.