Date: Wed, 5 Dec 2018 00:19:07 +0200 From: MultyAmory Subject: Teen Whore chapter 7 Before we continue, if you like "Teen Whore", why not check out my other stories: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#multyamory Also, if you enjoy Nifty on a regular basis like I do, please consider giving them some money; every little bit helps! Donate here: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html And now, on to our story! The air was crisp and clean. It was morning but so early Emma felt like she was the only one in the world. Behind her, all the boys were asleep. She wondered about staying; she enjoyed Jerry's ministrations, but didn't feel like staying and finding out what the afterparty would be like. She was all about following her guts. That's how she came to leave home when she was 13 and started whoring, and she felt that's how she kept herself relatively safe all these years. That's why she got into Mr. Crick's car. So at 4 AM, she left Jerry gently snoring in the bed upstairs and tip-toed downstairs and called Mr. Crick, and he sounded groggy but said he'll be right there. So she was waiting. She didn't wait long before Mr. Crick's car pulled in. **** They were driving back. "So, how was it?" John asked. Emma smelled clean, and her hair was wet. Usually he didn't ask about her business; but this was unusual -- a whole night in some guy's cabin. "it was fine." She answered. John made an educated guess; "How many guys were there?" there was a moment hesitation. Then Emma turned her face to him from the window and smiled, a little wicked smile, and he could see a sparkle in her eyes. She had decided to make this into a game. "Six" she said, then sighed deeply, explaining slowly, as one hand rested on John's thigh, "Jerry, he's the rich kid who invited me and paid for the whole night. He has a large cock and he fucks like an animal" she lingered on the words `cock' and `fuck' and John's dick started stirring, "and Nick, of course; he helped Tommy fuck me. You know Tommy? I was not acquainted with him before, but I thoroughly enjoyed meeting him... I loved his cock inside me, but he and Nick, they went at it like they knew what they were doing..." John's dick was straining against the fabric of his shorts, in his mind's eye he could see Nick and Tommy, the two hot guys, kissing naked, "Tommy Hatfield? Yea, I know him." John's voice was thick with lust. Emma's hand moved all the way up to his crotch, and she gently arranged his dick in his pants, "then there were Alvin and Roger; did you know they were lovers? Roger is the QB; I didn't know he liked guys." John chuckled, "actually, yea; I know them both; intimately. Roger wanted to be quarterback, so I arranged things with the coach, and in exchange, I got to fuck his sweet, sweet ass... I don't know when he and Alvin started to fuck. But Nora, Ms. Klein, she found out when she fucked them both. Then I used photos of their love making to get Alvin's dad to suck my cock." John raveled in their debasement; he wasn't this open with anyone, but his hard dick was already in Emma's hand, they were driving through the countryside, seemingly alone in the world, she was just fucked by half a dozen guys -- who else could he confide in? Share the wonderful wickedness of his ways? It wasn't just about the sex, all the glorious blood pumping exhilarating sex -- it was how he got a peek behind the curtain; how everyone continued on acting respectable, when in reality, they were rutting beasts. John stopped the car at the side of the road. Emma took off her skirt and panties, and then climbed in his lap; she held his shoulders as he held her waist and quickly lowered her onto his cock; Emma sighed as John entered her, she enveloped his dick with her sex, it felt so tight, and wet, and hot, it took his breath away; Emma started going up and down on his cock, faster and faster, she was breathing fast, "so who was the sixth guy?" Emma made a face; it was fleeting, but John noticed it. He was very good at reading people. She was still riding him, but he could see something bothered her, "Elliot" she said finally, and then, more movement on his cock, while she was quiet, and all he could hear was the rustle of clothes and the meeting of their flesh as she buried his cock in her, "Elliot; he was... kinda rude." John grabbed her hard, and started increasing her tempo on him; his blood was hot and pumping; he got a bit angry, "Rude? Well, that won't do. I'll have a talk with him. Don't worry." And Emma smiled at him, and leaned in and gave him a bit wet kiss, as he came inside her. **** The car stopped in front of the First Presbyterian. "what are we doing here?" Emma was surprised. Mr. Crick didn't go to church, and neither did she. "Reverend Jerry is a friend", Mr. Crick said; "I like to help him out, every once in a while. Care to join me?" Emma wasn't sure what was going on, but she could guess. Just like with Officer Parker, she trusted Mr. Crick to steer her; and it seemed he wasn't the only one who enjoyed fucking high school girls. It was Saturday, and there were several cars in the parking lot, but Emma couldn't hear anything. It was still early, and quiet. Mr. Crick let themselves in by the side door into the pastor's office, and used his phone to send a message. Emma looked around; the office was small and tidy, not a lot of things on the deck, plenty of pictures on the walls of smiling parishioners... the other door opened, and a man hurried in. He was wearing a sort of black gown Emma saw clergymen wear; he had a wide face, almost fat, and a beard, that was mostly grey, even though he looked not much older than Mr. Crick. "John!" he said warmly, and shoot Mr. Crick's hand. He barely noticed Emma; instead he turned, locked the door he came in through, and then walked around to the deck, taking his chair and rolling it out. Then he sat down, and for the first time turned to face Emma, spreading his legs. Mr. Crick looked over at Emma; why wasn't he saying anything? Was this part of the game? But Emma knew what to do when men sat down and spread their legs; she walked over and opened the gown -- she was shocked to see Revered Jerry's white hairy legs, and a pair of tight, dark grey, underwear; he wasn't wearing any pants! Mr. Crick chuckled; Emma slowly caressed the bulge in Reverend Jerry's underwear, and he sighed; "oh, yes, my child" he murmured, and Emma pulled down his underwear; his dick was semi-hard, flopping down when she removed the fabric holding it up. She held it gently in one hand, and slowly licked the side, getting it nice and wet, and then again, ever so slowly, as it was hardening in her hand. She heard Mr. Crick move, and then unzip his pants, lowering them and his shorts over his ass; Mr. Crick's dick was hard, and she could smell her faint pussy smell emanating from it. "Put it in your mouth, child; I want you to swallow my seed" Reverend Jerry said, almost as an afterthought, and then Mr. Crick stood next to him and aimed his cock at the pastor's eager mouth. "mmm, mmm" Reverend Jerry moaned when Mr. Crick's dick filled his mouth. Emma took the pastor's hard, wet dick in her mouth and gently started sucking and jacking him off; the pastor's dick pulsated in her mouth, and she could sense his need, his lust, he was almost shaking. She knew he would soon cum, but didn't want him to cum too fast, Mr. Crick grabbed Reverend Jerry's hair and started slowly fucking his face, his whole dick going in and out of the pastor's mouth; Emma could hear almost choking sounds as Mr. Crick was going in all the way; "make him cum, Emma" Mr. Crick said, his voice thick with lust, "we don't have a lot of time" and Emma nodded to herself, and then increased the tempo, taking all of Reverend Jerry's dick in her mouth, before letting it out, and jerking his dick in a tight circular motion that made him almost jump out of the chair, and then again, and on the third time the pastor grunted loudly, Mr. Crick's dick falling out of his mouth, and he filled her mouth with cum, and Emma quickly swallowed burst after burst after burst... Then Reverend Jerry sighed and got up, again not paying any attention to her. Emma looked surprised at Mr. Crick, "what about you?" Mr. Crick smirked, "oh, don't worry; I'll be fine." He patted the pastor on the back, zipped himself out, and led her back to the car. **** It was Saturday night, so Emma was over at Rebecca's house, fucking her and Nick. It became sort of a habit, and Emma appreciated the steady income, especially that it was out of school so she didn't have to cut in Vice Principle Snooke. Emma was riding Nick's cock, grinding back and forth, heating up her clit, building a nice orgasm; Nick was content with her cumming because he preferred cumming in her doggy style anyway -- but when they were fucking like this, Rebecca could sit on his face, grind on his tongue, and she and Emma could make out, which they loved... Emma almost felt guilty for taking Nick's money. But she didn't want to break her rule, and her rule was, guys who fucked her always paid. **** Later they were finished, and Rebecca and Emma sat in the living room; the whole house was quiet. "Usually you're already half way through the door before Nick's last jizz, how come you're still here?" Rebecca asked, sipping on a bottle of Breezer. Emma shrugged, "Mr. Crick said he had some business to attend to, suggested I have a "slumber party" or something." Rebecca laughed, "oh, that's just great. We can stay up all night, drinking, talking, watching dirty movies..." Emma raised her eyebrows "oh? What dirty movies?" Rebecca smiled mischievously "let me show you..." **** There was a timid knock on the door. "He's here" Nora said; John chuckled and went over to open the door. Mr. Maison was standing outside, in a crumpled suit, looking worried. He gasped when he saw John, standing in the doorway in nothing but white briefs, and over his shoulder, Nora, his son's English teacher, sitting cross legged on the sofa, completely naked. "I, ahm, I..." Mr. Maison started babbling "Come in" John said, pulling the man inside and closing the door. "Have a sit over there" and he indicated the place on the sofa next to Nora; Mr. Maison swallowed hard and was about to protest when John continued "There's something I want you to see." And then he clicked on a remote, and the movie instantly started. "...get it really, really wet, yea, some more, don't worry, let your spit flow down, yea, again, now kiss the head, now let it slide in your mouth" Mr. Maison belched, his head whipped round to the TV; on the screen he could clearly see John's naked legs, his dick hard and wet and Mr. Maison himself engulfing the big purple cock head with his mouth "...not too deep, just a little, now it's in your mouth, lick the head with your tongue, yea, open wide, so you don't scrape it with your teeth..." He looked with wild eyes at John, "How..." "Hidden camera in my bag. I have the whole thing on tape." He clicked on the remote again, and the movie paused, John's dick buried deep in Mr. Maison mouth "And now, unless you want this movie to find its way to your wife, and then the Internet, you're going to fuck Ms. Klein." "What?" Nora slowly got up from the sofa, slowly removing Mr. Maison's coat, speaking slowly and gently as if to a frightened animal, "oh, don't worry, my dear; it will be pleasant... I'll make you feel good... your dick, hard, inside me... you can suck on my tits... you can even cum on me, if it's something you're into... any dirty, filthy, sexy thing you want to do..." by now she was whispering in his ear, her hot, naked body so close to his... then she licked his earlobe and Mr. Maison shivered, equal parts fear and lust. John was standing behind him, close, and he started opening Mr. Maison's belt from behind; "strip" John ordered Mr. Maison, as Nora was taking off his jacket, Mr. Maison just let her do it, let the jacket fall to the ground, and then she started unbuttoning his shirt, while John pulled down his pants, and soon he was in his tight white underwear; Nora slowly caressed his crotch, but he wasn't hard. "I think he's a bit nervous" she said to John, smiling "Let's try to help him" John gently pushed on Mr. Maison's shoulder, and he sat down on the sofa. Then Nora sat next to him, one hand gently on his chest, rubbing him, and then John clicked on the remote again and another movie started: it was the sofa in John's office, John was lying on it, naked, and Nora was straddling him, his cock buried deep inside her, she was moaning hard, going up and down on his cock, fucking herself furiously with his dick, with every thrust her moans were louder and louder, "oh god, oh god, oh god" again and again, her breasts were flushed, her nipples hard, she was like a fucking machine, going up and down, Mr. Maison's eyes were glued to the sex on the screen, the moans filled the room, and Nora's hand went down to his crotch, slowly rubbing his dick, which was slowly hardening. She leaned in, whispering again in his ear, "it's ok to be hard, darling, you see that? That hungry pussy? It's going to be yours in a few seconds... I'm so wet, listening to John fucking me, thinking about your hard cock inside me" she hit the word "cock" hard, and Mr. Maison jumped a bit and John could see Mr. Maison was hard now, so he pulled down his underwear; Nora held Mr. Maison's head and turned his face towards her, away from the TV and John, and then she leaned back, spreading her legs, leaned back and pulled him to her, "fuck me, Bob, just fuck me, put your hard dick inside me and ..." shaking with lust and stress Mr. Maison supported himself on the sofa as he arranged himself between her legs, and then with one hand she guided his dick to her pussy's entrance, which was indeed drenched with fluids... Mr. Maison pushed in, and sighed when he felt Nora's hot wetness around his dick, "oh god!" he moaned and Nora smiled and purred, "yes, dear, now fuck me!" and Mr. Maison pulled out, and then Nora wrapped her legs around his waist and he pushed back in, sheathing himself in her, he was shaking in her arms, he leaned down, and sucked one hard nipple and then pulled out and thrusted in again, harder, and then pulled out and again... Nora lifted his face to hers and kissed him deeply and then he yelped with surprise, because something wet was on his asshole! He pulled away from her but she held him and tried to pull him back "don't worry, dear, John is just going to make you feel sooooo GOOD" and he was so confused, Nora's pussy was tight around his cock and on screen Nora was still fucking John in his office and then John was licking his asshole and it did, it did feel so good... His cock jumped inside Nora, he could feel sexual energy flowing from his anus to the tip of his penis, so he let himself drown in the sensations he was feeling, just awash with pleasure, every time John licked his asshole he felt harder and harder, like he could fuck Nora deeper and deeper, they were kissing and her mouth was so wet and hot and her pussy was so wet and hot, he was fucking her faster and faster when John's tongue was replaced with something else, slick, and cold, and then it was inside him! "Oh!" he cried out, John put a finger in him! It was covered in lube, and it entered him so smoothly and easily, but he was shocked! Nora held him tight, "keep fucking me, bob, keep fucking me!" so he went back to pulling out and thrusting in, and when he pulled out John's finger touched something inside him and it was like someone pulled on a lever marked "turbo sex charge" because his thrust was five times stronger and he could feel, all his nerves were on fire, he resumed fucking Nora faster and faster, and then John added a second finger and it felt even better, it was like he was a huge penis, all of him was fucking Nora, he couldn't feel anything else other than the pure ecstasy of her pussy, and when John pulled out his fingers and replaced them with his hard, lube covered cock, he barely noticed it, he was fucking Nora and fucking himself on John's cock, just moving between these two people, these two sensations harder and harder and harder, and then he was cumming, and John was cumming inside him, and he couldn't tell which end was which... he just collapsed on Nora, barely anything more than a sex toy. **** The volume was low, but Emma's imagination could replace the missing sounds; on the screen there were two couples -- the camera was focused mainly on Nick's big bed, where Nick was fucking a girl Emma's age from behind; Emma remembered the girl's perky breasts, her lithe body. When she first came to G's house, the girl was fucking in the living room. The girl young body, clearly flushed from fucking, her mouth open in a wordless moan, Nick pounding into her young pussy from behind aroused Emma greatly. Further from the bed and slightly out of focus, the girl's boyfriend, Derek, a young white teenager, probably 16 or 17, was sitting in a chair, naked, and Rebecca was riding his cock, bouncing almost as fast and as furiously as Nick was fucking Derek's girlfriend. "What's her name?" Emma asked, hinting at the girl. Rebecca smiled broadly, "Lucy; but we call her Lu. She's delish, as in, delicious. You would like her. Or hate her. Not sure." Emma shrugged, "I don't care; I just want to suck on those tasty looking boobs..." Rebecca laughed out loud, "sometimes, you are such a guy" Emma looked back at Rebecca with a stern face; she lifted one hand, that was holding a 10 inch dildo -- "Then it's time to... fuck you with my cock!" POLYAMORY IS WRONG! It is either Multiamory or Polyphilia, but mixing Greek and Latin Roots? WRONG!