Date: Tue, 08 Mar 2016 11:25:33 +0000 From: MultyAmory Subject: Teen Whore, part 1 This is John Crick. He is a tall, very well defined and handsome man in his early 30's, with dark hair, brown eyes, and large hands. John is sitting completely naked on his living room couch, legs a bit spread apart, and his hard cock deep in 16-year-old Alvin's throat. John teaches History at Brentwood High, where he is known as "Mr. Crick", and among some kids, as THE teacher you need to talk to if you got in trouble: if you got pregnant, or busted for pot, or about to be expelled or something like that. Mr. Crick will help you. John sighs contently, as the teenager fondled his balls; the small agile tongue was licking his cock up and down, he felt warm and wet, Alvin's hands encircled his cock and he went up and down on his cock "Aaargh" John gave a long sigh as his balls contracted and he started cumming, pulse after pulse of warm jizz filling Alvin's eager mouth. "Oh, man; that was great..." John looked down at the naked teen "Now go clean up and I'll drive you back home." **** Twenty minutes later they were driving down Lipscomb Drive when Alvin suddenly said "make a left here", John was surprised "What? Why? That's the opposite of where you live." "Yeah, but there's a rest stop near 65 where I can get some hard dick up my ass; I really need a fuck..." He left it hanging there in the air, and John was sure that if he wanted, he could stop at the side of road and give the kid the hot beef injection he was obviously clamoring for – but he was tired, and wanted to get back home quickly. "OK" he said with resignation, and that's why he saw Emma at the rest stop. John was just dropping Alvin off when he noticed her; she seemed small, and he was later surprised to learn she was 15; wearing a dirty hoodie, clutching a small backpack like it was her only possession in the world (it was), she seemed hungry – and for John, the worst thing in the world was a hungry child. So he talked to her; he could always be disarmingly charming, especially with young teenagers, so he convinced her to let him buy her a burger and then giving her a place to stay the night. **** Three hours later, after setting up the folding couch for Emma, John was slowly drifting off to sleep when a small warm body slipped into bed with him; she smelled of soap and something else; she was also completely naked. She snuggled up to him, and he embraced her to him, his large hand cupping a small boob; her nipple was hard. She turned to him, and leaned in to kiss him in the dark, she kissed his chest and then his neck, licked up to his chin, and then her small sweet mouth found his full lips, and they kissed for long minutes, his tongue exploring her mouth, then she laid on her back and he sucked one nipple, and then licked down to her sex. She cleaned herself down there as well, and John wondered for a fleeting minute how well-used it was, and then he licked with his warm large tongue from the bottom of those moist lips to their top, several times, and he could smell she was already aroused, already wet. He flicked her clit several times, and then put a large finger her, and she gave a little moan, and John smiled to himself. He kissed her tummy and then sucked a boob and then kissed her again; Emma spread her legs, and he with his dick's large bulbous head he touched the entrance to her pussy; he paused, then rubbed himself against her, getting his dick good and slick, pushing a little bit, just a little bit, and she moaned, a deep, animal moan, sort of like "yes" and "good", and then he slid in, inch by inch, until he bottomed up inside her and he bit her neck and she let out "oh, yea, God!" and then he started fucking her for real, drilling in her, her pussy was so hot and tight, so tight around his cock, it felt almost like a first time for him. Her thin legs wrapped around him, she held his broad shoulders, and he pounded into her, her warmth, a furnace of heat building up from his loins, to spread through his body, he was moaning hard into her mouth, when he stopped kissing her to breathe she screamed "Yes! Yes! Yes!" and he came in her, shooting his sperm deep into her, again and again and again. **** In the morning John drove her to school. Emma wasn't in a hurry to get anywhere, and John was happy to provide a place to stay. However, John made it very clear if she stayed with him, he wanted to her to be in school, so they decided to tell people she was his cousin; he had a big sister in Nashville, old enough to have a 15-year-old daughter. It was easy for him to register her at the school, since Mary, the office manager, owed him several huge favors, and so early morning found Emma bored in Algebra class. Several times through class she noted one kid giving her looks, at first she was a bit worried but after the third look she was able to decipher it for what it was, LUST – and so, right as the bell rang she swiftly got up and stood in front of his desk. The kid, a scrawny looking nerd with messy black hair and big glasses, seemed mortified that this exciting new student was talking to him, "who are you?" Emma asked, "Ah" he swallowed hard "I'm Matt, I..." "Matt; where's the make-out corner in this school, Matt?" "What?" Emma leaned in, and whispered in his ear, her breath landing softly on his cheek "A place, secluded, where boys and girls go to kiss and make-out; every school has several; take me to a private place, Matt; I want to get to know you..." So he did. At first, Emma did most of the work, kissing him passionately, rubbing her hands on his chest and the front of his pants; every time she took his hands and put them on her breasts, he grabbed them and then almost immediately let go, as if afraid he'd get burned or something – he loved grabbing her ass, or running his fingers through her short golden hair. Then, when she felt his cock was as hard as a rock, Emma took a step back and said "20 dollars; for a blow job. You can cum in my mouth." "What?!" Matt seemed like he was having a mini-stroke, but Emma didn't care that much. "20 dollars; and I will suck you off; I will put your penis" she pointed at his dick, lightly touching the front of his pants again, "in my mouth" she put the finger of her other hand in her mouth, sucking it, "until you... cum... in my mouth" It was like shooting fish in a barrel. He gave her two crumpled 10-dollar bills, and Emma went to her knees, opened the front of his pants, and he leaned back against the wall; his teenage dick smelled of sweat and pre-cum, but Emma didn't care, she was used to much worse. She took it in her mouth, going up and down on the chubby thing, one hand playing with his balls, the other under his shirt, she rubbed Matt's chest, pinched one nipple, and he groaned. It was a short sweet deal, after 20 seconds he came hard, his hands fisted at the side of his body as he grunted "Ah, ah, ah, ah" with each spurt. She got up, gave him a big, sloppy, cum-flavored kiss, and said "Thanks!" and walked away. Emma wasn't worried. Guys talk. So very quickly, she would have more business. **** During her lunch period, Emma went looking for the janitor. She found Marco, a short, stocky, Latino, with black hair cut so short he was almost bald. She chatted him up, dropping enough hints that he finally understood she wanted a spare key to the supply closet. Sure, he got a spare key; but why would he let some scrawny 15-year old have it? So she asked him to come with her into the closet and, making double sure no teachers were in the hall when they both dove in there, she took her shirt off and made out with him for a few minutes before turning around and lifting her skirt. She let him eat her ass and pussy for 5 minutes before she asked for his cock, so he jammed himself into her, and kept pounding, and pounding... she bit the strap on her bag so hard it left teeth marks! She loved fucking men; she loved getting pounded by them – the only thing that got her off easier than a good pounding was a hot girl eating her out... **** When the period after lunch was over, a flushed, nervous little man named Jerry approached her. He was 17, much taller than her, and Emma liked that his arms were muscular and his ass seemed firm and delicious. "Ahm, Emma, right? So... I..." she looked deep into his eyes and smiled a sweet, sweet smile. "Hey, what's your name?" "Jerry." "Jerry; I got a key to the equipment closet; why don't we go there?" When they got there, she almost tackled him down to one of the mattresses. They made out, as she gradually took her coat, and her shirt off; Jerry wasn't shy as Matt, so once he noticed she was taking her clothes off he unhooked her bra himself and sucked hungrily on one breast, licking her nipple, sucking it, rubbing her back, "Oh, Jerry... that feels nice. You want to fuck me, Jerry?" "Yes, please!" "That'd be 30 dollars. Up the snatch, and you come in me. You got a condom?" "Ah..." "You can go bareback, I don't mind. I got a shot, so I can't get pregnant." "Yea, but..." Emma smiled "Don't worry, sugar; I got a condom." Jerry opened his jeans, and took them and his boxers off; his dick deflated a bit so Emma took his penis in her mouth and sucked on it, she licked up the shaft, jacking him for a few pulls, and then it was hard again "30 dollars, Jerry." She said, holding his dick. He couldn't get the money out fast enough. He laid down on one of the mattresses and Emma, now completely naked, mounted him; she held his cock and directed it to her warm wet opening; leaning back, she slowly took Jerry's dick inside her, filling herself up. "Oh, yea" she moaned "that feels good..." she leaned down, kissing him, deeply, and started rocking back and forth, fucking herself on his dick; Jerry's cock wasn't as big as Mr. Crick's or Marco's, but it was large, and Emma felt full, and hot; she was horny almost all day, and she wanted to cum; Jerry's cock rubbed her good, he was hitting the sweet spot every time she slammed down on his cock, she held his head firmly, grabbing his hair, "oh, God, yea, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..." slamming down, sliding up, slamming down, with no warning, he started shooting inside her, pumping, he grabbed her ass and started fucking her for a few seconds like a crazed rabbit, shooting for a long time, maybe 10, 15 bursts. Then he lay back, and gave a long, contended, sigh... "Oh well." Emma said, carefully extracting herself from him. She took some tissues out of her bag, cleaned herself a little, and put her clothes back on, while Jerry was still laying there on the mattress, his dick growing softer and softer, dazed. **** It was 15:30, and Emma was ready go home, but Mr. Crick was still in a meeting, so she was waiting for him at the library, reading. At least that's what Mr. Crick told her; she didn't know he wasn't really in a meeting. In fact, John was in Coach's office, having sex. Coach was a tall, wide shouldered black man, with black stubble that gave John goosebumps when it grated against his soft butt cheeks while he was rimming him. John, completely naked, was bent against Coach's desk, his back glistening with sweat, softly moaning as Coach's soft, large tongue was exploring his asshole, his taint, licking up and down. John's cock was so hard, he felt like he could explode if he won't cum soon. But he liked this feeling, he liked being pushed to the edge and kept there, for a long time... He heard Coach standing up; those large hands grabbed his waist, and Coach lined up is cock against John's asshole; the cock was covered with lube, and was slick and wet and hot pressed against John's ass. Coach leaned in, and John groaned as the large member slid in him, "oh, God, yes!" John exclaimed... With a slow deliberate movement, Coach entered John, sliding in, inch after inch, pushing his cock to the hilt, then resting, his chest pressed against John's back, his hot breath on John's back of the neck. He kissed John's back, gave his shoulder a little bite, licked his neck and nibbled his earlobe, and then Coach gave a deep breath and stood straight, pulling back, before going IN with a grunt, "ah, take it!" and again, pulling out, and in, fucking John hard, with slow, forceful fucks, again and again, "oh god, oh god" John grunted and moaned with every thrust, his cock was leaking precum, he was bracing against the desk, Coach's cock was deep in him, stimulating him from within, again and again, he could feel Coach's thrusts getting faster and faster, "yea, yea, oh, this feels so good..." Coach breathed deeply, his body was making wet slapping sounds as he slammed into John again and again, the pressure building, John's ass getting tighter and tighter, before his orgasm overtook him, like it was another movement, another force pushing him in deeper into John, and he shot his load, shot after shot after shot, into John... and then he almost collapsed on John's back, panting, his whole body hot and wet, and he murmured "oh, god, John, your ass feels so tight, so good, so hot... I love fucking you so much..." for a few minutes he was just resting and breathing, his dick slowly deflating, before he carefully pulled out of John and took and step back. Then John turned around; his legs were shaking, he almost buckled, but he moved a bit back and sat on Coach's desk, dripping sweat on the desk. Coach went to his knees, and wordlessly engulfed John's hard cock with his mouth, he licked the shafts and gave a few pulls and John just exploded in his mouth... **** Emma was kicking her heels, when two boys approached her. One was older than the other; they were maybe 15 and 13, she guessed. She smiled to herself. She was sitting on a low stone wall, at the corner of the school's football field, and she could see them walking up to her, going slow, as if courage was draining from them with every step. The three of them were the only people around. "Yea?" "Ahm..." one of them started, his younger friend suddenly blushing with embarrassment. "a hundred dollars." "What?!" that was the younger one; surprise knocked the shyness out of him. Emma laughed "What're your names?" "I'm Aaron" said the older boy, "and this is Henry." "But Matt said you only took 30$ for a..." "Fuck? You can say "fuck", you know." Emma checked them out; Aaron was a bit taller than she was, thin, with curly dark hair; Henry was shorter than her, his hair blonde and well groomed. His were nice and blue, and she liked the look of him. "Those were introductory prices; not normal fee." she paused, for effect "You know what? I like the look of you. How much money you got?" Aaron answered,"Both of us? 50$." "Cool." Emma stood up, and reached to get the cash, "I'll take the fifty, and I'll do you both at once. Deal?" Aaron seemed reluctant, but Henry quickly answered for them both, "Deal!" and then Aaron gave her the money. She sad them down behind the low well, and sat between them. She took off her shirt, and then her bra, and both boys were enchanted by her exposed breasts. She wondered if hers were the first real boobs they ever saw. She took Henry's hand and put it on her left breast, and then turned to Aaron and leaned in for a kiss. First, they just pressed lips together, but then tentatively she pried open his lips with her tongue, and licked him softly, then put her tongue in his mouth. Their kiss became deep; she drew breath sharply when she felt Aaron's hand going up between her thighs; maybe he had more experience. Good. She spread her legs, giving him access; he caressed her puffy lips through her underwear; "that feels good" she murmured into their kiss. Then she broke the kiss and turned to Henry, kissing him; it took a bit longer for him to understand he had to kiss her back, and meanwhile Aaron leaned in and sucked in her right nipple. Her nipples were hard, and she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter. She caressed Henry's boy dick over his pants, "open your pants" she told them "both of you" and they quickly complied. She got on her knees, turning her back to Aaron; she took Henry's hard cock in her mouth, and he gave a surprised loud moan, she sucked the head, licked around the slit, "get behind me" she told Aaron, looking back, her hand meanwhile going up and down the shaft, Aaron stood on his knees behind her, "now take your penis and carefully point it at my pussy; then push in." she spread her legs a bit, and Aaron did as he was told. Then Emma pushed back, and Aaron let out a long, contended sigh, as the hot moist pussy engulfed his dick, "now fuck me" Emma said, turning back to Henry's cock. She was still jerking him off, so now she took it back into her mouth, sucking on the tip, letting her saliva coat the dick, rubbing him faster and faster; Henry closed his eyes, leaned back against the wall, completely surrendering himself to this new sensation; Aaron fucked her, thrusting in, as fast as a bunny, grunting these high pitched grunts, and then said "yes!" once and his cock pulsed inside her, and he just slammed himself in and came, and came, and came. Emma sucked Henry's whole cock in, and then gave a long lick to the shaft and a few stronger pulls, and Henry quickly filled her mouth with warm jism. Both boys sighed deeply, and Emma removed a few wet paper towels from her bag, cleaning her hands and giving a bunch to Henry, to clean himself. Then she stood up, cum started to dribble down her thighs. "OK, boys; see you around."