Date: Mon, 27 Aug 2018 13:23:06 +0300 From: MultyAmory Subject: Teen Whore Part 5 Later that night, Emma was woken from her sleep by a body getting into bed. It smelled like sex, like's Mr. Crick's cum, but also something else, something sweet; Emma smacked her lips -- it smelled like pussy juice. The body rubbed against Emma, a delicate hand touched Emma's thigh, under the covers. Emma slept naked, of course, as she did almost every night except when it was very cold, since Mr. Crick sometimes liked getting into her bed, waking her up licking her pussy before fucking her; but this touch was different. The delicate hand moved up Emma's thigh, and Emma shuddered in anticipation as the delicate fingers tapped on her swollen pussy lips; she went to bed satisfied, but the touch woke her up horny, and she wanted release. Emma started saying something, but her words turned into a surprised moan as a hot wet mouth engulfed her hard nipple; she took in a big breath, and then groaned again as one finger entered her pussy, and then immediately exited, the hand rubbed her own pussy juice on her pussy lips, finding her hard clit and rubbing against it, Emma moaned again, "Yes, oh god, yes, right there" and the hand responded, the hot wet mouth was replaced by a delicate tongue, licking her nipple and then tracing a wet trail to her other breast; the body shifted; the mouth licked and sucked her other nipple, and then started kissing her sternum, and her belly, now two hands on her thighs, and they gently pressed her thighs apart and Emma was happy to spread her legs for whoever was making her feel so good. Then Emma almost yelled, because the hot wet mouth was on her clit, and the hands were massaging her thighs, and Emma pinched her own nipples, and she started bucking on the bed, as wave after wave after wave of pleasure was coursing through her body... Later, as the body was laying on top of her, in the dim light from the open door she could see the face of the pretty woman who she saw earlier, riding Mr. Crick's cock. "I'm Ms. Klein" she said, and kissed Emma deeply. Emma' tongue explored Ms. Klein's mouth, where she tasted herself, and small traces of Mr. Crick's cum. They shared a long kiss, Ms. Klein hugging Emma tight, before yelping in surprised as Emma turned her over on her back. "Hi Ms. Klein" said Emma, and then she threw the covers away "I'm Emma; I want to eat your pussy" and then she dived between Ms. Klein, and did just that. **** It was the next morning; Emma was eating breakfast cereals, and Mr. Crick was reading the newspaper; when Emma woke up, Ms. Klein was already gone. She didn't ask any questions, and Mr. Crick didn't volunteer any explanations. They were eating in pleasant silence, and after Emma finished her breakfast and put the bowl in the sink, Mr. Crick jumped to his feet, "come on, I'll drive you to school", but when they opened the front door, Officer Parker was there; his hand lifted as if he was just about to knock. "Why, hello Officer Parker; good morning to you! Would you like to drive Emma to school today? That would give me time to run some errands." Officer Parker stammered but nodded quickly, and Emma hopped to his police car. She got in next to the driver's seat; Officer Parker was following her lithe figure with his eyes, and Mr. Crick could see a bulge starting to form in Officer Parker's pants. He patted him on the back, "just make sure she's not too late to class, little buddy", and then turned back inside and closed the door. On the way to school, Emma was looking at Officer Parker; his gaze was locked on the road, but she could see he was painfully hard. She unbuckled her seatbelt, and then scooted a little closer to him; her legs under her on the seat, she moved to stand on her knees, almost leaning on Officer Parker; he right hand resting on his leg, she caressed his hair and neck with her left hand, and then softly kissed his ear; she chuckled when he swerved wildly. She was having an effect on him. Her right hand found his zipper, and she opened his pants; his big hard cock was straining against the fabric of his briefs; she lightly caressed his shaft over the fabric, and Officer Parker groaned; his cock jumped in his pants, and for a second she thought he was going cream his underwear. Emma leaned in, and licked Officer Parker's earlobe, and then stuck her tongue in his ear, licking him good, her right hand still caressing him lightly. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. Slamming on the breaks, he stopped the car on the side of the road. Swiftly unbuckling himself, he carried her over to him; Emma spread her legs, sitting on him "I need to open my jeans" she said; he growled, like a dog denied a bone, and she laughed. Lifting herself, she opened her jeans, and maneuvered to get them down and over her sneakers; then he lifted her up, easily, in his strong hands, and slowly lowered her on his hard cock "oh my god, your pussy, it's just so tight!" he sighed, he stretched her, and she was holding him, her flesh was like a sheath, it wrapped around his cock like she was made for him, he just lifted her up again, and then down, fucking her, using her like a toy, up and down, as if he was using her body to rub his dick. Emma in in ecstasy, her whole body was on fire, Officer Parker's cock filled her up, her nipples was like tiny diamonds, he was slamming her on his cock again and again "oh god, I'm gonna cum" she breathed, moaned, and he was just slammed her again and again, and she started cumming, her body was writhing in his arms but he just held her tight, and kept slamming her on his cock, until he too was shouting his pleasure, and shooting jet after jet of his hot seed inside of her... **** John waited patiently for morning practice to be over. He was hiding in the bushes with a camera and a strong zoom lens; soon, his patience was rewarded. Roger, the quarterback, stayed behind, ostensibly arranging stuff in his locker; he wore nothing but the white towel he used after showering. John had a good view of his muscular well-defined back, and he could feel his cock hardening; he wanted to jerk off, or better yet, find an eager hole to fill -- but he needed to focus. In about two minutes, as he could hear the faint sound of the school bell, the door opened, and Alvin snuck in. Roger smiled hugely, and moved to embrace his lover, who quickly closed and locked the door to the showers, "well, well, well; you little devils; how did you get a key to the school showers?" John muttered to himself, lifting the camera to his eye and shooting in a quick pace, as Alvin and Roger embraced, and then kissed deeply; Roger held Alvin tight in his arms, his tongue clearly invading Alvin's mouth. Roger lifted Alvin's shirt and threw it away, and then Alvin took a step back and quickly took off his shoes, pants, underwear and while he was doing that, Roger dropped the towel, and slowly jerked off his hardening cock. He said something to Alvin, and Alvin smiled, and blushed a little; the two looked so cute, and their bodies had that healthy glow of youth; John's cock was a steel rod in his pants. Then Roger moved to Alvin and grabbing him by the arm he turned him away, and then pressed against him; Alvin turned his head back, and the two kissed, Roger's tongue licking Alvin's lips, and the angle wasn't right so John couldn't see Roger applying the lube to his cock and then penetrating Alvin, but he could see the moment of penetration on Alvin's face, and then Alvin leaned forward, resting his hands on some table, and even though John could only capture their upper bodies, Roger's movements were unmistakable, as he pulled out and slammed back in, again, and again, and again... finally getting what he needed, John allowed himself the pleasure, releasing his dick from his pants, he furiously jerked off, cumming after less than a minute. **** John knocked on the door. "Just a moment!" after a short minute the door opened; there stood a short stocky man, maybe in his fifties, with a crew cut hair and clean shaven cheeks `Mr. Maison?" John asked, "Yes? Who wants to know?" John smiled like a shark, "I'm John Crick; you can call me John. Do you have a moment? I need to talk to you about Alvin." It was less than ten minutes later. They were sitting together in the kitchen, the developed photos on the table. Mr. Maison was pale, and speechless. "Personally, I don't care about what these kids do on their own, I'm sure you understand. Gay, straight, bi, it's all the same to me. But sadly, not to those narrow-minded recruiters. You know how it is. As the teacher responsible for the school paper, I can stop the story, confiscate these photos, but... it is news worthy. The school star quarterback, and of course, your son, taking it up the ass..." Mr. Maison belched, and John almost laughed. "What do you want?" Mr. Maison asked quietly. Good, John thought. He figured it out. "Money? We don't have a lot, but I have some bonds..." "No, no" John waived his hand, "nothing like that. It's just that... these photos... they got me so curious... and, you know, I was wondering... how it self... and I thought, who better to ask..." Mr. Maison finally turned to look at John, "You want me to fuck you in the ass?? Or, or, you want ME to fuck YOU in the ass?!?!" John really did laugh this time, "No, no... not so fast. Maybe just... a little play. Just a little. You touch my cock, a little, maybe kiss it, a little. Then we'll see what happens." There was silence in the kitchen; but John could see Mr. Maison thinking: it could have been worse. John suggested they move to the living room. He put his bag on table near the door earlier, and as he turned to put his phone in his bag, he silently clicked on the video camera that was hidden inside it. John sat on the couch, and opened his pants. "I'm soft. You'll have to make me hard, first." "How?" Mr. Maison asked. "Take it in your hand; gently, gently; don't squeeze, I don't like that... that's right; now hold it up, and just give a little lick, a tiny lick, to the head; yea, like a cat drinking water... good, again, another little lick, that's right, can you feel me getting hard? Good, now slowly move your hand a bit, a bit down, and then kiss the head, kiss it, right, again, but with your lips open a bit, yea, moist your lips, with your tongue, and then kiss it again, there you go, can you feel me getting hard? Now kiss the tip again, but this time leave your lips on the tip, then like the head, like that, yea, 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, no, no, 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, yea, like that, now out, no, not all the way, just like before, with your lips on the head and licking it, and then back in, not deep, there you go, you're so good at this, now, just with your lips, slide down the shaft, from the side, like your licking a popsicle, from the side, yea, now the dick is all wet, you can slide your hand up and down, oh god, that's right, now back to sucking, yea, you got it now, good, oh god, yea, in your mouth, and then out, that's right, with your hand, at the same time, now add a little corkscrew motion to your hand, OH GOD, yes, yes, that's right, just like that, faster, no, not stronger, yes, just faster, oh god, go deeper, deeper in your mouth, oh god, oh god, yes, I'm cumming, keep it in, I'm gonna cum, gonna cum, cum in your mouth, yea, just jerk me off, oh god, faster, no don't move your mouth just keep it there, oh god, oh god, oh god, ahh ahhh ahhhh!" and John EXPLODED in Mr. Maison's mouth, who, despite his best efforts, started coughing and most of John's cum got on his hand and their pants. But John didn't care. He got Alvin's dad sucking him off on camera. He surprised Mr. Maison and himself by giving Mr. Maison a deep kiss, licking his own cum of his mouth and cheeks. He got up, closing his pants, "I'll be off. Don't worry, Mr. Maison. No one will find out about your son; I promise." And he showed himself out.