19-12-2025, 02:05 AM
Descent into Depravity and Beggar's Bargain
The shattered secrets hung heavy in the air like cum-stained sheets, but Jake wasn't one to let revelations slow his game. With Alex now in the know—twisted by arousal and guilt—Jake upped the ante, turning Lisa's innocence into a canvas for even filthier strokes. Her body, once a temple of kindness, became the bullies' playground, seduced inch by inch into deeper submission. Public exposures evolved into raw, drawn-out seductions that stripped her soul bare, culminating in encounters with the lowest of the low: a ragged beggar whose cock she'd worship under duress.
Saturday dawned muggy, the kind of heat that clung to skin like sweat-slicked thighs. Jake texted Lisa early: 'Park by the river trail. Wear yoga pants and a tank top—no bra, no panties. We're going for a 'walk' that'll teach you to crave the dirt.' She arrived hesitant, her teacherly poise cracking under the weight of recent roadside ravagings. The trail wound through overgrown woods, popular with joggers and families, but Jake led her to a secluded bend where the underbrush hid depravities.
He started slow, his seduction a predator's whisper. 'You've been such a good little cum-dump, Lisa. But today, we build it up. Touch yourself for me first—show how wet your married cunt gets thinking about stranger dick.' She flushed, glancing around for prying eyes, but his hand on her shoulder guided her palm down the front of her tight pants. Fabric stretched over her mound as fingers circled her clit through the material. 'That's it, rub that sloppy pussy. Imagine cocks lining up to stretch you.' Her breaths quickened, nipples poking the thin tank like hard pebbles. He watched, bulge growing in his jeans, until a damp spot bloomed between her legs.
'Good girl. Now, peel those pants down—just to your knees. Let the air kiss your whore lips.' Trembling, she complied, ass cheeks flexing as the yoga fabric bunched at her calves. Her pussy lips, puffy from arousal, glistened in the dappled sunlight. Jake stepped close, breath hot on her neck. 'Spread 'em. Finger-fuck yourself slow while I tell you what a dirty teacher slut you are.' Two fingers slid into her slick hole, parting folds with a wet schlick. She pumped lazily, walls clenching around her digits, as he murmured filth: 'Bet your son's class jerks off thinking of bending you over the desk, ramming your faculty pussy till it squirts.' The taboo words ignited her, hips bucking involuntarily, juices trailing down her thighs.
He didn't rush. Instead, he knelt, face inches from her crotch, inhaling her musky scent. 'Taste yourself.' Pulled her hand free, sucked her fingers clean—tongue swirling like he was savoring a forbidden treat. Then, his mouth replaced them: lips parting her labia, tongue flicking her clit in lazy circles. She gasped, hands fisting his hair, as he lapped slow, delving deep into her channel, slurping her nectar. 'Fuck, you taste like desperate housewife cunt. Drip for me, Lisa—let it run.' Her orgasm built torturously, thighs quivering, until she shattered, pussy pulsing, a gush coating his chin.
But that was just the warmup. Jake stood, unzipped, his thick cock springing free—veins throbbing, pre-cum beading at the slit. 'Suck it like you mean it. Seduce my dick with that teacher mouth.' She dropped to her knees on the leaf-strewn ground, dirt grinding into her skin. Lips parted wide, she took the head in, tongue tracing the ridge, savoring the salty tang. Bobbed shallow at first, cheeks hollowing, then deeper, throat relaxing to swallow half his length. Gags bubbled up as he guided her head, fucking her face with measured thrusts. 'That's right, gag on bully cock, you pathetic milf. Imagine your hubby watching—his wife slurping teen meat like a pro.' Saliva strung from her chin to his balls, which she cupped, rolling them gently. He groaned, holding back, drawing out her submission until tears streaked her mascara.
They weren't alone long. Tyler and Mike emerged from the trees, dicks out, stroking lazily. 'Our turn to seduce the slut.' Tyler pulled her up, bending her over a fallen log, ass high. He rubbed his cockhead along her slit, teasing her entrance without penetrating. 'Beg for it, teach. Tell us how bad your leaky twat needs filling.' She whimpered, 'Please... fuck my pussy. Stretch this worthless hole.' Only then did he sink in—inch by agonizing inch, her walls yielding to his girth. He held still, letting her adjust, grinding his hips to stir her insides. 'Feel that? Your cunt's hugging me like a vice. Ride it back, show us you're a road-whore at heart.' She did, pushing onto him, moans echoing as he built speed, balls slapping her clit.
Mike took her mouth simultaneously, a slow spit-roast under the canopy. His cock nudged her lips, and she opened eagerly now, suckling the tip before deep-throating with practiced ease. The trio worked her in tandem: Tyler's deep plunges syncing with Mike's throat-fucks, Jake filming every quiver. Her body betrayed her, arousal spiking from the prolonged tease—pussy squirting mid-thrust, soaking Tyler's shaft. 'Fuck yes, cream on that dick, you squirting bitch!' He pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the log, legs over his shoulders. Re-entered hard, pounding her g-spot until she screamed, another orgasm ripping through, tits bouncing wildly under the tank.
Cum came in waves: Tyler flooded her womb first, hot ropes painting her cervix. 'Take my load, breed that teacher oven.' Mike followed, yanking from her mouth to blast her face—cum splattering eyelids, lips, dripping into her open mouth. 'Swallow what's left, cum-guzzler.' Jake finished in her ass, lubed only by her pussy juice, slow-reaming her tight ring until it gaped. 'Your shithole's mine now—milking like a pro.' He erupted deep, seed bubbling out as he withdrew.
Worn but not broken, Lisa pulled up her pants, cum leaking into the fabric. Jake's next command twisted the knife: 'Clean up at the homeless camp downstream. Suck off a beggar for 'practice.' Make him cum down your throat—no face on vid, but we'll know.' Dread knotted her gut, but the seduction's afterglow—mixed with fear—propelled her. The camp was a shantytown of tarps and cardboard, reeking of piss and despair. She spotted him: Old Man Ray, grizzled beard matted, clothes ragged, huddled by a fire barrel.
Approach was slow, her heart hammering. 'Excuse me... sir?' He looked up, rheumy eyes narrowing. 'What a pretty lady want with trash like me?' Jake's voice echoed in her head: Seduce him. She knelt close, the stench of unwashed body hitting her—sweat, booze, neglect. 'I... need to thank you. For being out here.' Her hand trembled on his knee, sliding up his filthy jeans. He grunted, surprised. 'Thank? How's that?'
She unzipped him deliberate, fishing out his cock—uncut, grimy, half-hard from the attention. 'Like this.' Leaned in, nose wrinkling at the rank odor, but she parted her lips, tongue darting to lick the foreskin clean. Tasted bitter, earthy, but she persisted, slow seduction in every swirl. 'Mmm, your cock's so thick... let me worship it.' He groaned, hand tangling in her hair. She sucked the head gentle, cheeks sucking inward, then took more, bobbing rhythmic. Saliva mixed with his pre, dribbling down the shaft. 'Fuck, miss... ain't had a mouth like yours in years.'
Deeper she went, throat opening to gag on his full length—seven inches of veined meat, balls heavy and hairy slapping her chin. She hummed around him, vibrations teasing, while one hand stroked the base, the other fondling his sack. He bucked weakly, 'Suck that beggar dick, you fancy whore—clean my filthy prick with your slut tongue.' The vulgarity spurred her, trained by Jake's torments; she deep-throated faster, nose buried in his pubes, inhaling the musk. Gurgles escaped as she choked, tears flowing, but she didn't stop—sucking like a vacuum, tongue lashing the underside.
Ray's seduction peaked: 'Gonna nut... swallow my hobo load, bitch!' He thrust erratic, cock swelling, then exploded—thick, pent-up spurts flooding her mouth, salty and chunky. She gulped it down, some oozing from her lips, but she licked him clean after, savoring the degradation. 'Good girl,' he rasped, patting her head like a pet.
Jake's crew watched from afar, vids rolling. Sent to Alex that evening: The trail spit-roast in graphic detail—slow entries, her begging, squirting climaxes. Her lips stretching around the dirty shaft, gagging sounds, cum-swallow close-up. Alex, alone in his room, hit play. Mom's pussy teased, then filled; mouth stuffed; ass claimed. His cock hardened instantly, hand wrapping tight. 'Fuck... Mom seduced like that. Begging for cock.' Stroked slow at first, matching the vid's pace, then faster as she sucked the beggar—'Holy shit, slurping hobo dick... her throat bulging.' Came buckets, semen arcing to his chest, but he reloaded, jerking twice more, vulgar fantasies spilling: 'I'd make her suck mine next, cum in her teacher face.'
Lisa stumbled home, mouth tasting of beggar cum, body aching from the drawn-out fucks. Jake texted: 'Monday—college lot gangbang. Invite the janitor.' Alex saved the files, deletion forgotten, his arousal a raging fire. The line between horror and hunger blurred further, fates entwining in smutty chaos.
The shattered secrets hung heavy in the air like cum-stained sheets, but Jake wasn't one to let revelations slow his game. With Alex now in the know—twisted by arousal and guilt—Jake upped the ante, turning Lisa's innocence into a canvas for even filthier strokes. Her body, once a temple of kindness, became the bullies' playground, seduced inch by inch into deeper submission. Public exposures evolved into raw, drawn-out seductions that stripped her soul bare, culminating in encounters with the lowest of the low: a ragged beggar whose cock she'd worship under duress.
Saturday dawned muggy, the kind of heat that clung to skin like sweat-slicked thighs. Jake texted Lisa early: 'Park by the river trail. Wear yoga pants and a tank top—no bra, no panties. We're going for a 'walk' that'll teach you to crave the dirt.' She arrived hesitant, her teacherly poise cracking under the weight of recent roadside ravagings. The trail wound through overgrown woods, popular with joggers and families, but Jake led her to a secluded bend where the underbrush hid depravities.
He started slow, his seduction a predator's whisper. 'You've been such a good little cum-dump, Lisa. But today, we build it up. Touch yourself for me first—show how wet your married cunt gets thinking about stranger dick.' She flushed, glancing around for prying eyes, but his hand on her shoulder guided her palm down the front of her tight pants. Fabric stretched over her mound as fingers circled her clit through the material. 'That's it, rub that sloppy pussy. Imagine cocks lining up to stretch you.' Her breaths quickened, nipples poking the thin tank like hard pebbles. He watched, bulge growing in his jeans, until a damp spot bloomed between her legs.
'Good girl. Now, peel those pants down—just to your knees. Let the air kiss your whore lips.' Trembling, she complied, ass cheeks flexing as the yoga fabric bunched at her calves. Her pussy lips, puffy from arousal, glistened in the dappled sunlight. Jake stepped close, breath hot on her neck. 'Spread 'em. Finger-fuck yourself slow while I tell you what a dirty teacher slut you are.' Two fingers slid into her slick hole, parting folds with a wet schlick. She pumped lazily, walls clenching around her digits, as he murmured filth: 'Bet your son's class jerks off thinking of bending you over the desk, ramming your faculty pussy till it squirts.' The taboo words ignited her, hips bucking involuntarily, juices trailing down her thighs.
He didn't rush. Instead, he knelt, face inches from her crotch, inhaling her musky scent. 'Taste yourself.' Pulled her hand free, sucked her fingers clean—tongue swirling like he was savoring a forbidden treat. Then, his mouth replaced them: lips parting her labia, tongue flicking her clit in lazy circles. She gasped, hands fisting his hair, as he lapped slow, delving deep into her channel, slurping her nectar. 'Fuck, you taste like desperate housewife cunt. Drip for me, Lisa—let it run.' Her orgasm built torturously, thighs quivering, until she shattered, pussy pulsing, a gush coating his chin.
But that was just the warmup. Jake stood, unzipped, his thick cock springing free—veins throbbing, pre-cum beading at the slit. 'Suck it like you mean it. Seduce my dick with that teacher mouth.' She dropped to her knees on the leaf-strewn ground, dirt grinding into her skin. Lips parted wide, she took the head in, tongue tracing the ridge, savoring the salty tang. Bobbed shallow at first, cheeks hollowing, then deeper, throat relaxing to swallow half his length. Gags bubbled up as he guided her head, fucking her face with measured thrusts. 'That's right, gag on bully cock, you pathetic milf. Imagine your hubby watching—his wife slurping teen meat like a pro.' Saliva strung from her chin to his balls, which she cupped, rolling them gently. He groaned, holding back, drawing out her submission until tears streaked her mascara.
They weren't alone long. Tyler and Mike emerged from the trees, dicks out, stroking lazily. 'Our turn to seduce the slut.' Tyler pulled her up, bending her over a fallen log, ass high. He rubbed his cockhead along her slit, teasing her entrance without penetrating. 'Beg for it, teach. Tell us how bad your leaky twat needs filling.' She whimpered, 'Please... fuck my pussy. Stretch this worthless hole.' Only then did he sink in—inch by agonizing inch, her walls yielding to his girth. He held still, letting her adjust, grinding his hips to stir her insides. 'Feel that? Your cunt's hugging me like a vice. Ride it back, show us you're a road-whore at heart.' She did, pushing onto him, moans echoing as he built speed, balls slapping her clit.
Mike took her mouth simultaneously, a slow spit-roast under the canopy. His cock nudged her lips, and she opened eagerly now, suckling the tip before deep-throating with practiced ease. The trio worked her in tandem: Tyler's deep plunges syncing with Mike's throat-fucks, Jake filming every quiver. Her body betrayed her, arousal spiking from the prolonged tease—pussy squirting mid-thrust, soaking Tyler's shaft. 'Fuck yes, cream on that dick, you squirting bitch!' He pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the log, legs over his shoulders. Re-entered hard, pounding her g-spot until she screamed, another orgasm ripping through, tits bouncing wildly under the tank.
Cum came in waves: Tyler flooded her womb first, hot ropes painting her cervix. 'Take my load, breed that teacher oven.' Mike followed, yanking from her mouth to blast her face—cum splattering eyelids, lips, dripping into her open mouth. 'Swallow what's left, cum-guzzler.' Jake finished in her ass, lubed only by her pussy juice, slow-reaming her tight ring until it gaped. 'Your shithole's mine now—milking like a pro.' He erupted deep, seed bubbling out as he withdrew.
Worn but not broken, Lisa pulled up her pants, cum leaking into the fabric. Jake's next command twisted the knife: 'Clean up at the homeless camp downstream. Suck off a beggar for 'practice.' Make him cum down your throat—no face on vid, but we'll know.' Dread knotted her gut, but the seduction's afterglow—mixed with fear—propelled her. The camp was a shantytown of tarps and cardboard, reeking of piss and despair. She spotted him: Old Man Ray, grizzled beard matted, clothes ragged, huddled by a fire barrel.
Approach was slow, her heart hammering. 'Excuse me... sir?' He looked up, rheumy eyes narrowing. 'What a pretty lady want with trash like me?' Jake's voice echoed in her head: Seduce him. She knelt close, the stench of unwashed body hitting her—sweat, booze, neglect. 'I... need to thank you. For being out here.' Her hand trembled on his knee, sliding up his filthy jeans. He grunted, surprised. 'Thank? How's that?'
She unzipped him deliberate, fishing out his cock—uncut, grimy, half-hard from the attention. 'Like this.' Leaned in, nose wrinkling at the rank odor, but she parted her lips, tongue darting to lick the foreskin clean. Tasted bitter, earthy, but she persisted, slow seduction in every swirl. 'Mmm, your cock's so thick... let me worship it.' He groaned, hand tangling in her hair. She sucked the head gentle, cheeks sucking inward, then took more, bobbing rhythmic. Saliva mixed with his pre, dribbling down the shaft. 'Fuck, miss... ain't had a mouth like yours in years.'
Deeper she went, throat opening to gag on his full length—seven inches of veined meat, balls heavy and hairy slapping her chin. She hummed around him, vibrations teasing, while one hand stroked the base, the other fondling his sack. He bucked weakly, 'Suck that beggar dick, you fancy whore—clean my filthy prick with your slut tongue.' The vulgarity spurred her, trained by Jake's torments; she deep-throated faster, nose buried in his pubes, inhaling the musk. Gurgles escaped as she choked, tears flowing, but she didn't stop—sucking like a vacuum, tongue lashing the underside.
Ray's seduction peaked: 'Gonna nut... swallow my hobo load, bitch!' He thrust erratic, cock swelling, then exploded—thick, pent-up spurts flooding her mouth, salty and chunky. She gulped it down, some oozing from her lips, but she licked him clean after, savoring the degradation. 'Good girl,' he rasped, patting her head like a pet.
Jake's crew watched from afar, vids rolling. Sent to Alex that evening: The trail spit-roast in graphic detail—slow entries, her begging, squirting climaxes. Her lips stretching around the dirty shaft, gagging sounds, cum-swallow close-up. Alex, alone in his room, hit play. Mom's pussy teased, then filled; mouth stuffed; ass claimed. His cock hardened instantly, hand wrapping tight. 'Fuck... Mom seduced like that. Begging for cock.' Stroked slow at first, matching the vid's pace, then faster as she sucked the beggar—'Holy shit, slurping hobo dick... her throat bulging.' Came buckets, semen arcing to his chest, but he reloaded, jerking twice more, vulgar fantasies spilling: 'I'd make her suck mine next, cum in her teacher face.'
Lisa stumbled home, mouth tasting of beggar cum, body aching from the drawn-out fucks. Jake texted: 'Monday—college lot gangbang. Invite the janitor.' Alex saved the files, deletion forgotten, his arousal a raging fire. The line between horror and hunger blurred further, fates entwining in smutty chaos.
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