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Amanda's Continuing Education
by Vulgus (vulgus@hotmail.com)

***

A young woman graduates from college and gets a job as 
a counselor in an inner city high school. Before long 
she becomes a toy to one of her students. (m+f-teens/F, 
nc, rp, exh, oral, intr, bd, blkmail, huml)

***

Author's note: The general idea for this story was 
suggested by a reader who has enjoyed some of my 
previous stories. His name is Frank. I doubt if he 
would wish to be identified any further than that. I 
want to thank him for his suggestions.

***

Chapter One
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I am in more trouble than I ever imagined possible. I 
have always been very goal oriented and very much in 
charge of my life. Or at least I thought I was. I knew 
from an early age that I wanted to work with troubled 
kids in some capacity. I excelled in school and I was 
on the honor roll from the first grade until I 
graduated from school. I always took the tough subjects 
and my grades were perfect so I had no problem getting 
into the university that I had my heart set on 
attending. Even if my father had not graduated from 
there I would have had no problems getting in.

I carried a 4.0 grade average throughout my 
undergraduate studies and it seemed like I breezed 
through my post graduate work in my chosen field. It 
was so easy it scared me. Really! When it was all over 
and I had my Doctorate I kept thinking, "Is that all 
there is?" I had a nagging fear for a while that they 
were going to send me a letter some day and tell me 
that I forgot to do something to meet some requirement 
and they had just discovered it.

For years people kept trying to convince me to change 
my goals, to study medicine or law or to get into 
computer science and become the next Bill Gates. 
Everyone who knew me seemed to think that I should go 
for the money.

I wasn't interested in the money. That may be because I 
had never really needed money. My father saw to that. 
He had inherited some money from his father and after a 
very successful business career he had entered politics 
and was a well respected and very senior Senator now. 

I wouldn't say that I had been spoiled. Well, maybe a 
little. But I had always had to keep my grades up, 
which was no problem, and be active in my community and 
just generally be a good citizen.

The things that my father stressed more than anything 
else though were having high morals and maintaining a 
spotless reputation. He was proud of me and what I had 
achieved academically, but it had always been clear 
that he was more concerned that I never did anything to 
attract negative attention. 

I suppose that I knew in the back of my mind that the 
reason for that was more to protect his political 
career than out of any concern for my moral 
development. It didn't bother me though. His reputation 
was extremely important to him and always had been. I 
understood that and I didn't have a problem with it. I 
had, after all, been raised to be, and had indeed 
become a moral person. 

All of that makes it so hard to understand how I got 
into the mess I'm in now. I guess I should tell you a 
little about myself. I just turned twenty-five. I am 
5'2", and weigh one hundred and five pounds after a big 
meal. I have a slender figure and my breasts are kind 
of small, just barely a B cup. I have bright red hair 
and what is often referred to as porcelain skin. My 
skin is this white for a reason. I have to stay out of 
the sun or I turn into a freckle factory.

I am very physically fit. I run several miles a day and 
up until I started working full time last year I used 
to go to the gym three times a week. I keep intending 
to start back once I find the time. I never seem to 
have the time for that anymore though. Still, I keep 
busy and I watch what I eat. I would have to say that I 
am in excellent shape.

I am very happily married to Dennis Hall. He is two 
years older than I am. We met when I was in grad 
school. He was a year ahead of me but we didn't meet at 
school. We lived in the same apartment building just 
off campus. We met at the pool and for as long as he 
lived there we never went out on a date. We would meet 
at the pool or do laundry together and we invited each 
other over for lunch or dinner fairly often as we got 
to know each other better. But it was a platonic 
friendship and nothing more. Dennis was as devoted to 
his studies as I was to mine and we didn't have a lot 
of time or energy to devote to our love lives.

After Dennis got his Doctorate he quickly found a 
prestigious job. It had an unbelievable high starting 
salary, it was in his home town, and he just couldn't 
turn it down. We were both sad when he had to move to 
the other side of the state. I missed him so much when 
he left that it surprised me. The funny thing was, we 
had not thought of our relationship as a romance. Not 
until he was gone and I realized how much I missed him. 
As it turns out, he missed me too.

He started calling me in the evening and when he had 
the time he would drive down to see me and we both 
thought that it was funny that we didn't have our first 
real date until he had moved away. When I first 
realized that he missed me as much as I missed him I 
can't even describe how happy I was.

Dennis is a very handsome man and we are intellectual 
equals, which we both think is important. We have a lot 
in common. We like the same books and movies and music. 
Our fathers are both prominent. Dennis's father is also 
very involved in politics and is considering running 
for Governor in the next election.

The only thing that has ever been a bone of contention 
between us is that Dennis is much more religious than I 
am. He thinks that religion is important and insists 
that we attend church every Sunday. It isn't just that 
he wants to be seen at church either. He really enjoys 
going and thinks that it is important. 

I have a different perspective. I believe in God, but I 
don't think much of religion, or at least I don't think 
much good of religion. I actually believe that the 
world would be a better place without it.

We have had some heated 'discussions' about that, but 
to keep peace in the house I let him drag me to church 
on Sunday. I hardly even complain about it, but he 
knows how I feel.

Neither of us was a virgin when we married. Who is in 
this day and age? But we were both pretty inexperienced 
and when it comes to sex I guess that you could say 
that we were both pretty naïve.

After I graduated I had dozens of job offers to choose 
from. My perfect grades, my academic credits and my 
experiences in community service were, I hope, the 
determining factors in my selection. I would hate to 
think that I was selected solely because my father was 
one of our state's two Senators, though I would be 
surprised if that wasn't a factor. 

When it came to choosing where I wanted to work it 
wasn't even a contest. I was offered the perfect job in 
the same town that Dennis was working in. I had a very 
comfortable starting salary and a modern, well equipped 
office. I even had an assistant and a secretary! 

To be honest, I was surprised that I had been chosen 
for the job. The man who was in charge of the hiring 
was a prominent member of the other political party and 
he and my father had, over the years, had some very 
bitter disagreements. 

I had been interviewed for the job twice and at first I 
assumed that I had gotten the job despite my father. I 
was starting to wonder if I had gotten the job because 
the man that hired me, Superintendant Ross, wanted my 
father's daughter under his thumb for some sort of 
future leverage. Fortunately, we didn't see each other 
often. But when it we did he wasn't very nice to me.

I went out of my way to make it clear to him, and 
anyone else that I felt it necessary to convince, that 
I was apolitical and had no intention of being a pawn 
in state politics. Not in national politics either. I 
was just well informed enough to vote my conscience. 
Other than voting I stayed completely out of politics.

My job turned out to be everything I could hope for. I 
was working with troubled kids and it was just as 
rewarding as I had imagined it would be. I worked at 
one of the largest high schools in this corner of the 
state. They had a pretty good mix of students. There 
were kids from every socioeconomic level. 

Of course, I seldom came into contact with the children 
of the well to do parents. I had only slightly more 
interaction with the vast majority of the student body, 
the children of the middleclass. I worked almost 
exclusively with the underprivileged children in the 
school. That isn't a complaint. That is just what I had 
in mind when I chose this profession.

Right now you are probably thinking "What could that 
spoiled brat have to complain about? She has always 
gotten everything she wanted?!"

Well, you would be pretty much right about that, except 
that I don't think I am spoiled. I always thought that 
I had a pretty good grip on reality and I have always 
worked hard for what I got. Granted, I was much loved 
and well cared for as I grew up. 

Despite my privileged upbringing I never looked down on 
anyone because of their economic circumstances. I never 
treated anyone different because of their race. I was 
not 'stuck up' and I don't think that I am conceited. 
Actually, I suppose that I am one of those 'bleeding 
heart liberals' that my father always rails about. I 
truly believe that a society should be judged by the 
way it treats the neediest of its citizens.

Now, back to my problem. I got into the mess that I'm 
in because of a combination of circumstances. The first 
has more than a little to do with religion. Well, it 
has to do with religion and sex. I have never had to 
try and explain this before. I hope this doesn't get 
too confusing.

I dated a few times in high school. I am reasonably 
attractive and I have a nice sexy figure. I am a little 
more compact than some men like but I have all the 
right curves in all the right places. I also have a 
pretty face, a friendly smile and a nice personality. 
So I was asked out as much as any other girl in high 
school. 

I had boyfriends throughout high school and once I 
started falling for a guy I got into kissing and 
petting and I enjoyed the hell out of it. I enjoyed it 
so much that I probably would have been promiscuous if 
guys could have kept their mouth shut when they got 
lucky. The only reason I said no as often as I did was 
to protect my reputation. I said no a lot of times that 
I desperately wanted to say yes.

I loved being kissed by a boy and being touched. I 
still do. That is a large part of the problem. My 
husband, it turns out, is not a very good lover. That 
wouldn't be so bad if he were open to change. In his 
mind, however, the primary reason to have intercourse 
is to procreate. He requires little or no foreplay and 
once he has an erection he is ready to make love in the 
missionary position for only exactly as long as it 
takes for him to achieve orgasm. 

As it turns out, that isn't very long. I get the 
impression that in his mind I should not even have 
needs and the mere mention of it is very disturbing to 
him. He believes that any decent woman has sex only 
because it is her duty to please her husband and to go 
forth and multiply. These are some of the warped values 
that he has picked up from his Holy Roller church. And 
people wonder why I have a low opinion of religion!

So the upshot is that the only one in our marriage bed 
receiving sexual satisfaction was my husband. It was 
enough to make me cry, and it did. I had loved the all 
too few sexual experiences I had had and I had so 
looked forward to being married and having a good, 
satisfying sex life. The problem was that any time I 
tried to raise the subject I got a lecture on how lucky 
I was. Despite the fact that I had not been a virgin, 
which meant that I was not a good candidate for 
marriage, Dennis had forgiven me and didn't hold that 
against me. Bless his heart!

I swear that I had no clue that he was so screwed up 
about sex when we got married. He had tried desperately 
to get in my pants once we started dating and sex was a 
frequent topic of conversation with him. I never once 
got the impression that he felt the way that he did 
about it.

That was the first, and probably the main reason that I 
ended up in the mess that I'm in now. I was desperately 
horny.

The second reason was Nathan White's big, soft, 
wistful, expressive, brown eyes that seemed to look 
right into my soul.

Nathan was one of my students. I saw him twice a week. 
He was right on the edge of being lost and I thought 
that I had a real chance to get through to him and save 
him from a life of ignorance and poverty. 

He is sixteen years old but looks older. He is six feet 
tall and very muscular. He is only an adequate student 
but from talking to him I know that he is incredibly 
intelligent. His mother is a single mom and she doesn't 
know who his father is. She pays almost no attention to 
Nathan and once he leaves the school grounds in the 
afternoon I have been told that he hangs around with a 
really bad crowd. 

From the very start I made Nathan one of my special 
projects. I was certain that I could save him from a 
life of poverty and prison. He was teetering right on 
the edge and I knew that it would be horrible if that 
soft spoken, attractive, intelligent young man were to 
lean the wrong way. I was sure that I could get through 
to him and save him from the life that seemed to be 
waiting for him if no one stepped in and showed him 
that they cared.

So I took Nathan under my wing. My door was always open 
to him and he frequently dropped by my office after 
school just to talk. I really thought that I was 
getting through to him. He would look at me with those 
big brown eyes and my heart would melt. He seemed so 
vulnerable and so sensitive. If I could have I would 
have taken him home to live with my husband and me.

One of the many things that broke my heart about 
Nathan's life was that he was always home alone. I 
figured that if he had a parent at home he wouldn't be 
spending so much time with boys that were going to get 
him in trouble. We had talked about it and we both knew 
that it was inevitable.

I knew it was wrong but every now and then, when my 
husband was working late I would take Nathan out for 
dinner. Usually that was just a hamburger and fries, 
but sometimes we went out for a real meal. I had the 
impression that he got entirely too few healthy meals 
at home.

After several months I began to meet him at the library 
to help him with his homework. I have to admit that the 
feeling of satisfaction I derived from helping him was 
nearly enough to make up for the lack of sexual 
satisfaction in my life. Nearly.

I knew that I was stepping over the line but I was 
convinced that it was for a good cause. I just knew 
that when this was all over I would have done something 
special. I would have saved a young man from a life of 
poverty and criminal behavior.

I had been mentoring Nathan for months, much to the 
dismay of my husband. He objected strongly to the time 
I spent with "that young hoodlum." I had started out 
being open and above board about it. However, the 
constant warnings and the constant criticism from 
Dennis had led me to stop mentioning Nathan and the 
ways that I was helping him. 

Actually I was feeling pretty smug about it. Despite my 
husband's extreme Christian outlook on life he was not 
one to help his fellow man or see people as equals 
despite their differences. In fact, I was dismayed when 
I finally came to the realization that he was a bigot!


Chapter Two
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As it turns out I was feeling a bit too smug for my own 
good. Dennis had to spend the weekend at a seminar in 
Atlanta. This was not an uncommon event. It was 
something that all of the junior executives where he 
worked had to do. 

Since I had the weekend to myself, instead of spending 
an hour or two at the library with Nathan I invited him 
to come to my house. He had seemed more depressed than 
usual the last few days and I thought that I could help 
him with his schoolwork and give him a nice lunch and 
try to cheer him up. I swear to you, I had only the 
purist of motives!

We were sitting on the couch in the living room with 
his books spread out on the coffee table and Nathan was 
obviously not concentrating. It really bothered me that 
I wasn't getting through to him. He sat there, not 
really listening to me, staring down at the floor and 
it was just breaking my heart to see him like that. 

I did something then that if I had thought about it I 
would never have done. I reached out and put an arm 
around his shoulder. When I did he looked at me with 
those big, expressive brown eyes and I hugged him. 

He turned and put his arms around me and we just held 
each other like that for a long time. I guess it 
wouldn't have been so bad. It was just a hug. I never 
meant for it to be anything but an attempt to comfort 
him. 

I wasn't really thinking about anything else, just what 
I could do to get through to him. So I was shocked when 
he leaned his head down and kissed me right on the 
lips! I guess I was so shocked that I didn't resist. I 
didn't kiss him back. Not at first anyway. But I didn't 
pull away either. I held him in my arms and when I 
didn't fight him the kiss went on.

I felt his hand come up behind my head and his kiss 
became more passionate. His tongue teased my lips and 
then entered my mouth and I don't have any idea what I 
was thinking when I began to return his kiss. I suppose 
that I wasn't thinking at all. I certainly wasn't 
thinking right. I should have pulled away. I should 
have stood up and in a gentle but firm voice I should 
have told him that his conduct was inexcusable and I 
should have apologized for giving him the wrong idea by 
putting my arm around him.

Instead, I found myself returning his kiss. My eyes 
closed and my breath caught in my chest as I felt his 
free hand close over my breast. I shivered at his touch 
and I can't explain how my arms came to be wrapped 
around his neck and our tongues intertwined as we 
kissed passionately.

In hindsight I can only say that I must have been 
captivated by the passion that was missing from my 
marriage. After nearly two years of passionless and 
unsatisfying sex with my cold fish husband this was 
exciting. This was what was missing in my life!

At the time it was happening though, I wasn't thinking 
anything. I was feeling. And it felt wonderful. My 
tall, strong, handsome, masculine student had suddenly 
taken charge and it was wonderful. It was so exciting 
that I never once said, "No, we can't do this." 

Nor did I attempt to break that exciting kiss or to 
remove his hot hand from my tingling breast. Far from 
resisting, I pulled him close and kissed him harder. I 
finally knew what it was to surrender to a man. I 
finally knew what passion was.

Nathan continued to cradle my head with his hand as we 
kissed but I felt his free hand move from my breast to 
the buttons on my blouse. I have no idea why I didn't 
come to my senses and stop it right then. I didn't 
though. Instead I shivered with the excitement of what 
was happening and reveled in the pleasure I was feeling 
as my body was slowly being uncovered by my teenage 
student.

When my blouse was unbuttoned I felt Nathan's hands 
exploring the flesh beneath. For a large and 
inexperienced teen he was surprisingly good at this. 
His touch was electric as his fingers moved over my 
bare skin. For the longest time he teased me, avoided 
touching my bra covered breasts. By the time I finally 
felt his fingertips move over my breasts I was panting 
and nearly at the point of begging him to touch me. 

I took my arms from around his neck and let my blouse 
slide off and fall away to be instantly forgotten. 
Nathan reached behind my back and I felt his fingers 
searching for the clasp to my bra. 

I reached between the cups and released it for him and 
as soon as his hand removed it my arms went back around 
his neck. When his fingers began to explore my breasts 
I was so excited that I actually had an orgasm from his 
touch. 

Our kiss seemed to go on forever but now that my 
breasts were exposed he soon pulled back and looked 
down at me. I was afraid that my small breasts would 
disappoint him but he stared at me for a few seconds 
and then he whispered, "Jesus Amanda! They are 
beautiful!"

I don't know if I was more excited because he loved my 
breasts or because he had addressed me by my first name 
for the first time. No, that's silly. I loved it that 
he liked my breasts! I felt his eyes on me and I saw 
the lust in his eyes and it was just what I needed to 
see.

Nathan stared at my breasts for a moment longer and 
then he leaned down and took one of my nipples into his 
mouth. I closed my eyes and held him close as his lips 
and his teeth sent chills down my spine. As his mouth 
sent shockwaves of pleasure though my body it suddenly 
occurred to me that my husband had not touched my 
breasts with his lips, not one time in nearly two years 
of marriage!

Nathan's mouth moved back and forth between my breasts 
and when a moment later I felt his hand come to rest on 
my knee and slide slowly up my thigh under my skirt I 
eagerly spread my legs to give him complete access to 
my body. 

I felt the heat of his palm on my thigh and it was 
incredible. I came for the second time before his 
fingers ever reached the sopping wet strip of nylon 
that covered my sex. I came yet again when his large 
finger came to rest on my nylon covered and extremely 
wet vagina and then slid down through the crease that 
indicated my vaginal lips. His finger pushed my 
underwear up into me and then I felt it pressing 
against my clitoris.

I was crying out and making a noise as if I were 
sobbing. I wasn't though. I was lost in a passion so 
earthshaking that I was making sounds for the first 
time. I had always been a quiet lover. Even though I 
enjoyed sex I had always enjoyed it in silence. The 
most noise I had ever made during sex with my husband 
was a gasp of pleasure when he entered me. That may 
have been because my husband had never given me an 
orgasm, or even brought me close.

Not now though. Now I was out of control. I had 
surrendered to this teenage black boy and my 
inhibitions were a thing of the past. The joyous, lusty 
sounds I was making now only added to my passion. 

I wasn't even aware at first that he was doing it, but 
I felt the button on the back of my skirt come open and 
the zipper being tugged down. I hated having to turn 
him loose long enough to do it, but Nathan pulled away 
from me and pulled me to my feet and anxiously pulled 
my skirt down. I saw the excitement he was feeling and 
it made me just that much more turned on.

He stared at my panties and I looked down and saw how 
large the wet spot over my sex was. I knew that I had 
never been like that before with anyone. Neither of my 
two previous lovers in high school nor my husband had 
ever produced such a reaction in me.

Nathan leaned down and kissed my mound through my 
panties and then stuck his long pink tongue down 
between my thighs and slowly drew it up through that 
wet spot. His tongue was pushing against the lips of my 
vagina and my legs couldn't support me a second longer. 
I fell back on the couch and Nathan spread my thighs 
and dropped to his knees between them. His tongue 
resumed licking the crotch of my panties and I was 
crying out and pulling his head tighter against me. 

For the first time in my life a man was licking my sex 
and the heat of his tongue through my underwear was 
driving me through one fantastic orgasm after another.

Nathan stopped licking and opened his mouth wide. He 
pressed his lips over my mound and I felt his breath 
penetrate the thin nylon of my underwear. It was the 
most awesome thing! His breath felt like it was being 
super heated. It felt like that blast of warm air that 
hits you when you open the oven door, except that it 
was concentrated on my vagina and I actually screamed 
out loud and pulled his hair as I had another orgasm. 

I was putty in his hands and we both knew it. He tugged 
at my underwear and I lifted my butt off of the couch 
so that he could get them off of me. 

My first two lovers had not seen me naked. We had 
groped in the dark in their cars and struggled through 
a few hasty sexual trysts with our clothes still on, 
uncovering just enough of our bodies to enable us to 
have sex. The kissing and the touching had been 
exciting. The sex had been a huge letdown. 

After the second boy I had decided that it just wasn't 
worth the effort. I had not had sex again until I had 
gotten married. Dennis knew of my previous experiences 
and was not pleased. But he was generous enough to 
forgive me my sins. He actually said that!

Dennis had seen me naked, but not often. And I had 
never seen that look of lust in his eyes that I saw in 
Nathan's. Instead he had looked embarrassed and I had 
even seen him look away when I undressed!

Now I was naked in front of Nathan and the look in his 
eyes was a look I had always wanted to see in a man's 
eyes. He thought that I was beautiful and sexy and I 
could see it. He wanted me. He wanted to touch me and 
to taste me and make love to me and I realized that 
this was what I thought it was supposed to be like. 

As soon as my panties had been tossed aside Nathan 
leaned back down and licked me again. There was no thin 
layer of nylon between us now and I felt the heat and 
the moisture of his tongue directly on my skin. For the 
first time! 

Dennis would never have kissed me anywhere below my 
chin. I suddenly realized that he had never even 
touched my vagina with his hand! He had touched my 
breasts, somewhat clumsily. But he was not nearly as 
good at is as Nathan was, and he never used his lips or 
his tongue or his teeth.

When Nathan's tongue began to slide through my slit and 
then burrow into me I went berserk. He had to hold me 
down and I had orgasm after earth shaking orgasm as he 
explored me with his tongue. After several minutes of 
driving me crazy that way he licked and then put his 
lips over and sucked on my clitoris and that was when I 
passed out.

When I came to my senses I was stretched out on the rug 
and Nathan was over me, smiling down and rubbing his 
hard cock over my slit. I suddenly realized that while 
I was out of it he had undressed and I looked down at 
his muscular chest and smiled up at him and breathed, 
"Oh yes Nathan, put it in me!"

He leaned down and kissed my lips. I tasted my own 
juices on his lips and I wasn't disgusted at all. In 
fact, I thought it was hot. We kissed for a moment and 
then he said, "No Amanda, you put it in. Reach down and 
take my cock in your hand and line it up with your 
pussy."

Cock! Pussy! I had never used those words. I had never 
had them used in a sentence in my presence! I shuddered 
in excitement and reached down and put my hand around 
his penis. No, I mean his cock! I touched his cock. I 
held his cock in my hand. I aligned the head of his 
cock with the entrance to my pussy and I gasped at the 
sensations I felt as it moved down through my slit 
until I had it lined up. I had never seen or touched an 
organ this large before. I couldn't wait to see what it 
felt like when it entered me. It was easily twice the 
size of Dennis's penis. 

I felt Nathan begin to slide the head of his cock into 
me and I gasped in pleasure. This was what it was 
supposed to feel like! I heard someone whispering, "Oh 
yes! More! I want more! Put it in me!" 

It was me! I was saying those nasty things!

I opened my eyes and Nathan was still over me, 
supporting himself on his strong, muscular arms and 
staring down at my face as he slowly entered me. I 
reached up and caressed his face as I felt him 
penetrate me like I had never been penetrated before. I 
tried to pull him down on top of me so that I could put 
my arms around him and hold him tight as he entered me. 
But he just smiled and stared at my face and slowly 
buried his cock inside of me.

When he was perhaps half way in I started whispering, 
"Oh my god!" I whispered it over and over and as his 
cock continued to enter me I got louder and louder 
until he was finally all of the way inside of me. I 
couldn't just lie there the way I had every other time 
I had had sex, not even if I wanted to. I was grinding 
my mound against his pubic mound and begging him to 
make love to me.

He smiled and said, "We aren't making love Amanda. 
We're fucking! I'm fucking you. You are fucking me. Say 
it Amanda. Say 'fuck me'. Tell me to fuck you. Tell me 
what you want me to do Amanda.

I had always hated that nasty word. I had never said it 
in my life. But now it rolled off of my tongue so 
naturally as I almost screamed at him, "FUCK ME! Please 
Nathan. Do it. Fuck me! I need you to fuck me hard. 
Take me. I need it so bad. FUCK ME GOD DAMN IT!!"

And he did. He began to pull that magnificent cock out 
of me and then drive it down harder and harder and with 
every violent stroke I rose up to meet it and I began 
to chant, "Yes! Yes! Fuck me! I love it! Make me yours! 
Oh god Nathan, it has never been like this!" 

I started cumming again. The first orgasm came quickly 
and then they just started building, one on top of 
another and I was totally out of control. I had known 
that there were women who enjoyed sex. I had always 
wondered why. Now I knew. This was what sex was really 
like! This was the most amazing thing I had ever done, 
or had done to me. I could never settle for what 
masqueraded as sex with my husband now. I knew that I 
couldn't give this up. I would do anything for this 
young man thrusting his cock into me now. 

I reached my arms up around his hard, sweaty body and 
held him tight and as much as I had tried to avoid 
saying it I heard myself saying, "I love you Nathan. 
I'm sorry, I can't help it. I love you!"

That was when he came. He thrust into me, several more 
violent strokes that almost hurt. I grunted as his cock 
drove into me, but I still thrust my hips back up to 
meet his. Then he tensed up and shuddered and I knew 
that his cum was filling my vagina. No, my pussy. He 
was cumming in my pussy, filling me with his hot seed. 
I knew that I couldn't really feel it. But it seemed 
like I could. 

It went on and on and even before he was finished I 
felt his cum begin to drip down between my thighs onto 
the rug. It was probably a minute later that he 
collapsed on top of me and I hugged his hot sweaty body 
to my own. I felt his heart beating in his chest and 
his ragged breathing and I wanted to turn him over and 
lick his whole body clean.

He got up on his elbows, taking some of his weight off 
of me and then he leaned down and kissed me 
passionately. I put my arms around his neck and 
returned his kiss and now I knew what a soul kiss was. 
I put my entire soul into that kiss and I knew that I 
belonged to this boy now. If he wanted me I was his. At 
that moment I would have left my husband for him if he 
had only asked.

I felt more of his warm essence seep out of me and 
slide down between my legs and onto the rug and I 
didn't care at all. I only cared about his pleasure. I 
wanted to stay just like this for the rest of the day. 
No, for the rest of the weekend!

Nathan broke the kiss and took a few deep breaths and I 
lifted my head and licked the sweat from his neck and 
across his chest. As my tongue explored his body he 
shivered with pleasure and I almost had another orgasm 
just from the mental picture I had of what I was doing.

Nathan shivered once or twice more and then he slowly 
pulled his cock free and rolled over onto his back. I 
turned onto my side and saw his cock for the first 
time. It was, indeed, magnificent. It was longer and 
fatter when it was soft than Dennis's cock was when it 
was hard. 
 
I reached down and touched it and saw it twitch. It was 
covered with our juices and that didn't bother me at 
all. My fingers slid over his silky black cock easily 
and I was in awe of it. Nathan's skin color was a dark 
brown, but his cock looked dark, dark black. It looked 
so masculine! 

He was watching me examine his cock and smiling and 
after a few minutes of my gentle touch he said, "If you 
want to fuck again you are going to have to do more 
than that."

I looked up at him, not realizing at first what he was 
saying. Then it suddenly struck me that he was 
suggesting that I use my mouth on his cock! The sudden 
realization actually took my breath away for a moment. 

I had never done that. Not for anyone. My first two 
young lovers would probably have enjoyed it but I had 
been too naïve and I suppose that under the 
circumstances of our brief unions I never really had 
the opportunity present itself. I'm not sure what I 
would have done if one of them had tried to get me to 
take his penis into my mouth.

Dennis, of course, would never permit such a sinful and 
perverse abomination. 

Now I stared down at Nathan's soft cock and I realized 
that I was going to do it. If Nathan wanted me to suck 
his cock I would do it for him.

I ran my fingers over his still slimy, dark, black cock 
and then I looked up at him and said, "I probably won't 
do a very good job. I have never done it before."

He looked at me as if to say, "How is it possible that 
a twenty-five year old woman has never sucked a cock?!"

I took my fingers away from his cock and brought them 
to my face. I sniffed them and then I touched my tongue 
to the moisture that had accumulated on them. It was 
exciting, the idea of what I was doing. It wasn't 
pleasant. The taste was sharp, acrid even.

For some reason though, it didn't deter me. The concept 
that I was going to actually touch my tongue to that 
beautiful cock and take it in my mouth was almost 
enough to make me have another orgasm!

I leaned down and when my face was inches from his cock 
the smell was very strong. I didn't care. The only 
thing I wanted was to please Nathan. I stuck out my 
tongue and gently touched it to his cock. I was very 
wrapped up in what I was doing but I was so conscious 
that he was watching me. 

This was just about the nastiest thing that I could 
ever imagine doing. It had been all of my life. I had 
never used the word, but to say that someone was a 
cocksucker had always been the most humiliating and 
disparaging thing that you could say about a girl. 

I was about to become a cocksucker! I tasted our juices 
on his cock and then looked up at him while I thought 
about the taste. I decided that it wasn't that bad. And 
besides, he hadn't hesitated to run his tongue through 
my dripping wet pussy. I may not be a very good 
cocksucker yet, but I was going to learn for Nathan.

I kissed his cock all over and then I began to lick 
until it was as clean as I could get it. As I licked 
his cock it began to twitch and grow and as I moved my 
tongue over him I watched in amazement. I thought that 
it was big when it was soft! Wow! When it was hard I 
couldn't get my fingers all the way around it. I lifted 
my head and looked at it and I realized that it had to 
be at least nine inches long! Christ! No wonder I had 
felt so damned good when I had that thing buried in my 
pussy! It was huge!

It had stopped growing and I pulled it up so that it 
pointed straight at the ceiling. Then I adjusted my 
position so that I had a better angle and slid my lips 
down over the soft skin that covered the large head of 
his beautiful cock. I shuddered as I realized that for 
the first time I had a man's cock in my mouth. Well, he 
was still a boy I guess, but he was more of a man than 
Dennis or the two boys I had allowed to have sex with 
me in high school. He was more of a man than Dennis 
would ever be!

Hell! Compared to Nathan, Dennis was a girl!

I took as much of Nathan's cock into my mouth as I 
could. It wasn't very much. With his cock touching the 
back of my throat there was still a double handful of 
cock left over. I tried to take more of him into my 
mouth but I began to gag and I pulled back quickly. 

I took my mouth away and apologized but he just smiled 
and said, "It's your first time. Don't worry. You'll 
get better when you've had a little practice."

You'll think it strange, but I felt a warm glow wash 
over me as he said that. It was like he trusted me, he 
had faith in me, but more importantly he was going to 
give me more chances to practice! I was so happy that 
if I had a tail it would have been wagging.

As I sucked on the little bit of his cock I managed to 
get into my mouth he started giving me instruction on 
how to please him. He told me to swallow before I moved 
my mouth down over his cock and I wouldn't gag so much. 
He told me to be a little more careful with my teeth. 
He instructed me on how to use my hands on his shaft in 
concert with my mouth to make him feel good.

After a few minutes he said, "I am going to cum in a 
couple of minutes Amanda. It is always hard for a girl 
the first time or two, but I know you can handle it. 
When you feel me start to cum you need to move your 
lips up to the head of my dick and just use your hands. 
I want you to hold my cum in your mouth until I tell 
you to swallow it. I want you to take a moment to get 
used to the taste. You'll be having a lot of cum in 
your mouth from now on.

I shuddered in pleasure from his words. It occurred to 
me that he sounded like the adult and I felt like the 
child in this relationship. He had taken complete 
charge of me and I loved it! I wanted nothing more than 
to belong to him.

I continued sucking his cock and sliding my hand over 
the shaft until he groaned and said, "Now Amanda. I'm 
cumming now."

I quickly wrapped my lips around the head of his cock 
and moved my hand a little quicker and he gasped, "Oh 
yeah bitch! That's perfect!"

I had just a moment to enjoy the idea that I was now 
his bitch before my mouth was flooded with his hot 
sperm. There was so much of it that I was afraid that I 
was going to have to swallow to keep it from 
overflowing. I felt the urge to gag at first but I 
managed to control it and I continued to masturbate him 
into my mouth until he reached down and held my hand 
still.

I stared at his face through the tears in my eyes and 
he smiled down at me and said, "That was great for a 
first blowjob Amanda! Thank you."

I felt his cock begin to go soft and he said, "Okay, 
gently slide your lips off and sit up now. 

I carefully slid my lips off of his cock and he 
shuddered as my mouth came away. I sat up and for the 
first time I really examined the taste of the mouthful 
of cum that I had. It was just so damned exciting! 
Nathan had filled my mouth with cum! Damn that turned 
me on!

I forced myself to concentrate and I began to savor the 
fluid in my mouth. It was not at all pleasant. It was 
strong, a little bleachy, not anything that you would 
put in your mouth if wasn't for the fact that doing it, 
letting Nathan fill my mouth with cum, brought him so 
much pleasure. I didn't like the taste, but I would do 
this for him any time he wanted me to.

Nathan had shifted around so that he was leaning up 
against the couch now and he was gently toying with my 
breast as I learned to appreciate the taste of his cum. 
After a couple of minutes he said, "Okay bitch, 
swallow."

I should have been furious I know. But when he called 
me bitch again I shivered excitedly and then I 
swallowed. I had to swallow a couple of times to get it 
all down. Then I ran my tongue around my mouth and made 
sure that I had swallowed it all.

He watched me for a few seconds and then he asked, 
"Well, how did you like it?"

I wasn't sure if he was asking about the blowjob or the 
taste of his cum. I answered easily though. "I don't 
think that much of the taste, but I'll suck your cock 
again any time you want me to."

He smiled and squeezed my breast and said, "That's the 
perfect answer bitch."


Chapter Three
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Nathan's hand released my breast and traveled down my 
stomach. It soon came to rest on my patch of red pubic 
hair and he said, "I've never fucked a redhead before. 
It's kind of hot. I make most of my cunts shave their 
pussies, but I think I'll let you keep some of this. 
You are going to need to trim it though. It's a fucking 
jungle."

I had no problem with the idea of trimming my pubic 
hair to please Nathan. I even found it amusing that my 
husband would probably not even notice.

I moved to see how much of a mess I was making on the 
rug and then I said, "I'm making a mess. I better go 
clean up."

I got up to go to the bathroom and Nathan got up and 
followed me. I was embarrassed. I had never even been 
in a bathroom with a boy before. The idea of him 
watching while I went to the bathroom made my body 
tingle all over. It was such a nasty thing to do!

But I didn't object. I sat on the toilet and even 
though I really had to pee bad, at first I was so 
embarrassed that it wouldn't come out. I closed my eyes 
and forced myself to relax and then it started. It was 
just a weak stream at first but soon I let it all go 
and the sound of a loud, steady flow of urine in the 
toilet filled the small room. I had never been so 
conscious of the sound of peeing before.

Nathan reached down and spread my legs apart and 
watched and I just closed my eyes and tried to imagine 
what he could be thinking at seeing me do something 
this personal. The stream of urine finally came to an 
end and I waited a minute or so to make sure that all 
of his cum had drained out of me. When I was sure that 
I was done I reached for some toilet paper but Nathan 
said, No, not yet."

I looked up curiously. I couldn't imagine why he would 
not want me to wipe myself. Then I saw why. He was 
standing in front of me and holding his cock in his 
hand and aiming it at the small space between my legs!

I gasped and said, "No! Nathan! Wait, let me get up 
first!"

He just smiled and held me down with his other hand. 
"No bitch, you sit still. I want you to feel my hot 
piss on your soft, white skin."

I watched in shock as the first few spurts of piss shot 
weakly from the hole in the end of his cock. They 
landed on my stomach and on my thighs and then it 
became a steady stream of burning hot piss.

I couldn't believe my reaction. He directed the stream 
of hot piss over my thighs and my stomach and then it 
centered on the lips of my pussy. He calmly ordered, 
"Reach down there and spread your cunt open bitch. Hold 
it open so I can piss right in your cunt."

I wanted to! It felt fantastic! My fingers reached into 
the stream of piss that was beating against my slit and 
separated the lips, something I had never done for 
anyone before. I felt his stream teasing the mouth of 
my vagina and then he directed it against my tender 
clitoris.

As soon as that hot stream of liquid hit my clit I 
said, "Oh my god! I'm cumming from being pissed on!" 
And then I did!

I slumped on the toilet after my orgasm and caught my 
breath. When I finally sat up Nathan was still standing 
right there. He tapped on my head and said, "Clean me 
off bitch. You don't want me dripping piss on your nice 
clean floors do you?"

I gaped up at Nathan, shocked that he would even 
suggest what he was obviously ordering me to do now. I 
looked at his cock and there were several drops of piss 
clinging to the its head.

I looked back up at his face and I saw just how serious 
he was. I leaned forward and as I stuck my tongue out 
and licked his cock clean I thought about how naïve and 
inexperienced I was and how much more sexually mature 
Nathan was. These things were all so out of character 
for me but they all seemed to be things that Nathan had 
experience with. I realized suddenly that I didn't know 
Nathan at all. Those wide, brown, innocent eyes, that 
engaging smile, the shyness and his apparent 
willingness to please, that was all an act! 

I had been sucked in. He had played me like a violin. 
The incredible thing was, even knowing that I had been 
played I still felt the same way about him. I felt a 
need to please him that I had never felt with anyone 
else before. He had touched a part of me that no other 
person had come close to and now I think I loved him. I 
loved him more than I loved my husband at this moment. 
I loved him more than I loved myself or I wouldn't 
allow him to humiliate me this way.

What I didn't know at that moment was just how low I 
would sink in my efforts to please this boy.

After I had licked and then sucked his cock clean I 
suggested that we take a shower together. He said, 
"Sure, but you have something to do first."

I looked at him, waiting for a clue. I had forgotten 
about trimming my pubic hair. He stepped back and I 
stood up and flushed the toilet. He said, "Get your 
scissors."

While I was getting the scissors he spread a towel out 
on the toilet and when I came back he ordered me to sit 
down. He squatted in front of me and began to severely 
trim my pubic bush back. I just watched in silence as 
he trimmed away three quarters of it, leaving just a 
small triangle above my slit. 

When he was done he said, "Okay, warm up the water and 
you can finish it up in the shower. Do you have a 
razor?"

I nodded and got a fresh razor out of my drawer. I 
turned the water on and when it was warm we got in and 
soaped each other up. It was incredibly exciting. I 
don't just mean the way he touched me with his soapy 
hands either. I loved the way my hands glided over his 
taut young body and the way his large, masculine cock 
and his balls felt as I soaped them up and then rinsed 
them off. 

I washed his hair and after I rinsed him off I soaped 
my pubic mound into a lather and shaved around the 
patch of hair that he had left me. I rinsed off and 
then we dried each other. I went to put on a robe but 
he stopped me. 

He asked, "Where are you going?"

I told him to get a robe and he said, "Whenever I am 
around I don't want you wearing clothes unless I give 
you something special to wear or tell you that you need 
to put something on. From now on, if you are expecting 
me you should be naked. And from now on you can be 
expecting me often."

I didn't stop to think about the effect this was going 
to have on my marriage. At that time I didn't care. I 
was too carried away by the passion of the moment.

We went out to the kitchen and I got us both a glass of 
ice water. He sat on a stool at the kitchen island and 
watched me. When I brought him the water he put his arm 
around me and after we had each taken a couple of sips 
of water he pulled me close and kissed me. His kiss 
made my legs weak and I ran a hand over his cheek and 
down his chest, all the way down to his large muscular 
thigh. I supported my weight on his thigh and kissed 
him back eagerly.

He smiled and said, "You belong to me now bitch. Do you 
realize that? Are you aware of what that means?"

Now that the mind numbing passion had begun to 
dissipate I wasn't as excited about being called a 
bitch. I didn't say anything though. I just shook my 
head and waited for him to tell me what he was 
referring to.

In a calm voice, but with a tone that an adult might 
use when talking to a young child, he said, "From now 
on you do what I say, when I say. You fuck me whenever 
I want. You suck my cock without hesitation. But that's 
not all. From now on if I tell you to get undressed, I 
don't care if you are standing in front of a room full 
of people, you take your clothes off. If I tell you to 
drop down and suck off one of my friends or a stranger 
on the street you drop and suck. That goes for fucking 
too. If you want to wait a while before we let your 
husband find out that your cunt belongs to me now I'll 
give you a little time. Maybe you can break it to him 
gently. He is going to have to know though. Because 
there will be days that I come over here to fuck you in 
the evening. Sometimes I'm going to want to spend the 
night too. I imagine that will be hard to keep from 
him. I stand out pretty well against a pair of white 
sheets."

My mouth had dropped open and I was shaking my head in 
disbelief. This was not the kind, sweet, gentle young 
man that I had allowed to seduce me. I didn't know who 
this was. I was only now beginning to become aware that 
I may have just made a horrible mistake. 

I pulled away from him and stared at him for a second. 
Then I finally said, "What happened to you Nathan?! 
This isn't who I thought you were. You...I...this was a 
mistake! You have to get dressed now. I want you to 
leave. This was just a big mistake."

He chuckled and said, "You got that right bitch. You 
made a mistake. You made a couple of mistakes. You made 
a mistake when you fucked me just now. You made another 
mistake when you thought you could order me to leave. I 
don't take orders bitch. You do!"

I stared at him aghast. He stood up and took me by the 
arm and pulled me into the living room. He pushed me 
into a chair and said, "Don't move bitch."

He walked over to the door and I started to get a 
feeling of relief. But then I realized that he couldn't 
be leaving. He was still naked!

He opened the front door and stood back and another 
teenage boy walked in and came over and looked down at 
me and smiled. I covered my breasts and my recently 
shaved pussy with my hands and arms and screeched, "Get 
out of here!"

I recognized him from school. He was Terrill Mays, a 
friend of Nathan's. He ignored my order to leave and 
walked over to the television. I saw him pull a cord 
out of his pocket and hook it up to the television and 
then I saw that he had a small, digital movie camera. 
He attached the camera to the cord and sat on the 
couch. When he was ready Nathan pulled me to my feet 
and pushed me back down beside Terrill and sat down on 
the other side of me.

Nathan had the remote control for the TV in his hand 
and he handed it to Terrill. 

Terrill turned the TV on and then he pulled a small 
remote from his shirt pocket and I was watching a 
recording taken through my front window of what looked 
very much like me seducing Nathan, a sixteen year old 
student! I had started it my putting my arms around him 
and then hugging him. When he turned and began to kiss 
me it was hard to tell which of us had instigated the 
kiss, that passionate kiss. But it was obvious that I 
wasn't resisting anything that Nathan did. No one could 
look at this recording and not see me molesting my 
teenage student.

I tried to cover my eyes but Nathan made me watch the 
entire recording. It was embarrassing, but the truly 
horrifying thing about it was how turned on I got as I 
watched it. I had never seen a dirty movie before. I 
had always avoided movies that I knew contained 
sexually explicit scenes. But now, watching myself with 
Nathan it was all I could do to keep my fingers away 
from my pussy. I wanted desperately to rub my pussy 
while I watched this extremely erotic movie.

Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Nathan was 
enjoying it too. His cock had gotten hard and his hand 
was gently massaging it while he watched the movie. I 
was soon distracted though when Terrill began to take 
his clothes off.

I tried not to watch as he pulled his t-shirt off and 
then kicked his shoes off. He unbuckled his belt and 
opened his fly and lifted his butt up off of the 
cushion to work his Dockers and his jockey shorts off 
together. I didn't want to notice, but I couldn't help 
it. His cock seemed nearly as large as Nathan's! I 
began to wonder about the stereotype. I hardly ever saw 
my husband's cock, but I had gotten glimpses of it and 
I knew that it was only about five inches long and 
maybe a little thicker than my thumb. 

My first two lovers in high school had probably had 
organs of a similar size. 

Now I was sitting on my couch naked between two large 
black boys with nine inch cocks. I returned my 
attention to the television and stared as on the screen 
Nathan ate my pussy to a series of orgasms. 

As we watched, Nathan took my hand and placed it on his 
cock. My hand seemed to wrap around it of its own 
accord. As soon as I adjusted to holding Nathan's cock, 
Terrill took my other hand and placed it around his 
cock. I found myself sitting between them holding their 
cocks and staring at the sexiest movie I had ever seen 
and I was so light headed that it never even occurred 
to me to object.

Terrill put one arm around my shoulder and his hand 
came to rest on my breast. I glanced at Nathan, hoping 
he would have something to say about that. He did have 
something to say. He said, "That's a damned hot movie 
Terrill. We'll need to film it again with a better 
camera and better lighting. It really needs some close-
ups too. But considering how it was made that's a 
damned hot movie."

I hated to admit it, even to myself. He was right. That 
was a damned hot movie!

When we got to the place where I sucked Nathan off I 
heard Terrill chuckle and say, "She ain't much of a 
cocksucker is she?"

Nathan came to my defense. He said, "That was her first 
one dude. Give her time. She just needs more practice. 
Hell, I bet she can suck a cock like a pro by the end 
of the time we clear out of here tomorrow."

My head swung around so fast I almost hurt myself! 
"Tomorrow! Oh no Nathan, you can't stay here! You just 
can't!"

As far as Nathan was concerned it was as if I hadn't 
even spoken. 

Terrill found it amusing though. He said, "Dude, your 
bitch thinks she can tell you what to do? How lame is 
that?!"

Nathan chuckled and said, "It's her first day man. This 
is all new to her. Give me a day or two to train the 
bitch. She is still in shock. You should have seen her 
face when I told her that she was going to have to tell 
her husband that her cunt belongs to me now."

Hearing him say that again was just as shocking as 
hearing it for the very first time. I tried to imagine 
telling Dennis that a teenage boy owned me. A black boy 
at that! His bigoted heart would probably come to a 
complete stop. But I would never be able to tell him 
that. I would have to make Nathan see reason. 

Just then I felt something on my hand and I looked down 
to see the lubricant that was oozing from Terrill's 
cock. It had reached my fingers and it began to run 
over them. He said, "Nathan, I watched you fuck the 
bitch for more than an hour. I need some relief here 
dude."

Nathan said, "Sure man. Bitch, suck my friend off. 
We'll make you a copy of the movie and you can see how 
it ends later."

It was like my mind had ceased to function. I looked up 
at Nathan in shock but he ignored me. I felt Terrill 
take his hand off of my breast and he grabbed a handful 
of my hair.

I grunted in pain and he said, "I love that red hair 
bitch. If I didn't see the matching cunt hair I never 
would have believed that it was real."

He pulled me out of my seat and guided me between his 
legs by pulling my hair. I didn't fight him though. I 
went wherever he wanted me. Once I was in place he let 
go of my hair and sat back and said, "Okay bitch, let's 
see if you can do any better on your second blowjob."

I had a better view of his cock now and it was, as I 
had suspected, as large as Nathan's. I tried to think 
of something I could say to end this, something to make 
them see reason and leave. I couldn't though. I 
couldn't seem to form a cogent thought of any kind. I 
had always been a thinking, reasoning, intelligent 
person but now, in the clutches of these two boys I 
seemed unable to think at all. I only seemed to be able 
to react, and they either enjoyed or ignored my 
reactions as they deemed appropriate.

I found myself bending forward to kiss and then lick at 
Terrill's throbbing cock. He slumped down in his seat a 
little more and I adjusted my position and began to 
suck his cock just the way I had for Nathan. 

Unfortunately, Terrill was not as easy to please. He 
watched me and except to say to Nathan, "I love seeing 
a pretty white girl sucking my cock," he seemed very 
unhappy with what I was doing.

After a few minutes he said in a voice tinged with 
disgust, "Shit bitch, my fifteen year old sister sucks 
cock better than that!"

I tried not to think of the implications of that. I 
didn't have much time to think about anything though. 
Terrill reached up and held my head in both of his 
large, strong hands. It made me nervous, but I didn't 
try to pull away. I didn't dare for some reason. 

As I moved my mouth up and down on his cock Terrill 
began to exert pressure on the back of my head. I 
resisted with my neck muscles for a moment but soon 
that wasn't enough and I began to push back against his 
thighs, trying to pull my head free. 

Terrill yelled, "Stop that! Put your hands down at your 
side. NOW!"

I don't know why I obeyed. Except for what he was doing 
at this very moment neither boy had hurt me. I was in 
pain now though. He was forcing his cock deeper with 
each thrust and I was crying in pain. 

I was just about to begin fighting again. I knew that I 
couldn't take anymore of this. Just as I started to 
bring my hands back up to push against him he pulled 
harder against the back of my head and thrust up with 
his hips and his entire cock surged down my throat. 

The pain was incredible. I began to fight then. But as 
soon as I started to hit at Terrill Nathan got down 
behind me and grabbed my arms. He twisted them and 
pulled them around behind my back. I thought he was 
going to pull them right out of the sockets! I was 
forced to cease my struggles, but I was running out of 
air and I was beginning to panic. 

I knew that in seconds I was going to pass out and I 
was afraid that I was going to wake up dead. As I 
started to lose consciousness I felt a series of 
stinging slaps on the side of my head and finally 
looked up at Terrill. He shook his head and said, "You 
stupid bitch! Relax, you can breathe. Just breathe 
through your nose. It will take a little extra effort, 
but you aren't going to die. Shit! You are one dumb 
bitch. You should have learned how to do this when you 
were fourteen or fifteen. Stupid fucking white girls! I 
fucking swear!"

I struggled to suck some air in through my nose. His 
fat cock was pinching my airways so severely that I 
couldn't get much. I managed to get some though. When I 
realized that I wasn't going to die from getting my 
face fucked I felt the panic start to recede.

It still hurt like hell but he held my head down and 
his cock stayed buried in my throat until I began to 
adjust to the pressure. Once he saw that I wasn't 
panicking he let me come up slowly off of his cock. He 
watched me gulp down several large lungs full of air 
and then he pulled my head back down until my lips were 
once again spread wide around the base of his large 
cock.

He did that several more times and then Nathan finally 
let my arms go. My shoulders hurt so much that at first 
I couldn't even control my arms. They hung loosely at 
my sides. After a few moments I was finally able to 
bring them up and rest them on Terrill's thighs to 
support myself.

After another minute Terrill took his hands away and 
said, "Okay bitch. Show me what you've learned."

I was crying loudly now. I was almost hysterical. They 
ignored that and watched with interest as I began to 
force my head down over Terrill's cock. When the head 
of his cock actually entered my throat I was almost as 
shocked as I had been when he forced it down my throat 
the first time. 

I actually found that it wasn't so bad when I did it on 
my own. At least I could make sure that I got enough 
oxygen. I began to slide my lips up and down Terrill's 
cock and I was reminded of Nathan's presence behind me 
when I felt his cock begin to saw back and forth 
between my thighs.

In a very short time it felt pretty good and I enjoyed 
the distraction from the pain in my throat. He pulled 
his cock away and I moaned in protest, but he was just 
pausing to rearrange me so that he could fuck me from 
behind while I sucked off his friend. 

I had been shocked at my reactions from the moment my 
time with Nathan had begun this morning. I had no idea 
when I let Nathan into my home today that it was to be 
the start of a sexual odyssey. The only thing I had 
objected to strenuously was Terrill's cock entering my 
throat. I'm not sure if that was just because I thought 
I was going to die or perhaps my natural aversion to 
pain. For whatever reason I had not objected and in 
fact had been a willing participant in everything that 
Nathan had done to me right up until Terrill arrived. I 
had even let him piss on me!

When Terrill had arrived I had become a more unwilling 
participant, but I still had allowed whatever 
liberties, whatever indignities they demanded of me. I 
had allowed Terrill to grope my breasts without a 
single complaint and I had allowed him to place my hand 
on his cock and I had held it just as lovingly as I had 
held Nathan's.

This was so totally out of character for me. I may not 
be the good church going Christian that my husband was, 
but I was certainly not promiscuous. I was not the type 
of woman that committed adultery with a teenage 
student. Oh my god! I'm a child molester!

I know that I was naïve. I know that if I had been 
keeping a diary I would have probably written in it 
that I was sexually frustrated and totally dissatisfied 
with my limited sex life with my very provincial 
husband. But even so, this, all of this was so totally 
out of character for me.

Yet even now, as I continued to suck Terrill's cock and 
I felt Nathan's cock entering me from behind, I was in 
heaven. As soon as his cock began to slide forcefully 
in and out of my pussy I had no more doubt. My 
reservations disappeared and I was once more a sexual 
pawn in their hands.

As he fucked me Nathan reached around and began to 
tease the area around my clit and a moment later 
Terrill reached down and began to roughly squeeze and 
pull on one of my breasts. Any vestiges of doubt 
disappeared instantly. I was once more a willing toy, a 
sex toy. There were no more lucid thoughts in my head 
for the next fifteen minutes or so. There was just 
pleasure and passion and an overpowering need to please 
the boys using me this way.

I attacked Terrill's cock with a new sense of urgency 
and I clasped my pussy tightly around Nathan's cock and 
I only wished that I could take my head out of 
Terrill's lap long enough to scream out my pleasure so 
loud the neighbors would hear it.

Terrill didn't last much longer. Unlike Nathan, he 
didn't cum in my mouth. He held my head pressed tightly 
against his belly and his hips danced as he shot his 
cum straight down my throat. 

When his orgasm finally ended he relaxed back down onto 
the couch and held my head in place. I felt his cock 
throb a few times and then slowly begin to soften and 
withdraw. It was the strangest thing you can imagine. 

I didn't have a lot of time to contemplate the 
softening cock in my mouth though. Nathan was speeding 
up and his strokes were becoming more violent and his 
fingers had begun to pinch my clit roughly. I screamed 
around Terrill's soft cock in my mouth and as I felt 
Nathan reach orgasm I was right there with him. I 
moaned and groaned and sobbed as if I were crying. I 
wasn't though. I was in heaven. Gone were all of my 
fears and all thought of how this relationship was 
about to destroy my life. All there was now was red hot 
passion as my whole being seemed to explode in shared 
orgasm.

I clasped my pussy tightly around Nathan's cock as he 
began to pull it free. I didn't want him to take it 
away from me. He wasn't quite done though. As soon as 
he had pulled his cock out of my pussy he grabbed a 
handful of my hair and pulled me roughly around and 
ordered me to suck him clean.

I looked down at his nasty cock but I had already done 
this for him and I didn't mind. I opened my mouth and 
took his entire cock inside. His cock was still a 
little more than half hard and it sank easily into my 
throat now.

He groaned in pleasure and after a minute he said, 
"Damn Terrill, it didn't take you long to teach her 
that trick. Good job!"

I thought I should be getting some of the credit here, 
but I realized he was right. If it were not for Terrill 
raping my throat a moment ago I wouldn't be doing this. 
I even felt pride in pleasing him! How sick is that?

When he was satisfied he pushed my head away and made 
me sit up on the coffee table. He pushed my legs apart 
and ordered me to scoop up the cum that was leaking out 
of my pussy.

I looked down and saw that there were several large 
dollops of milky looking cum seeping out of me and 
beginning to run down between my legs. I scooped them 
up and then I held them and sat there wondering what he 
wanted me to do with them. 

He smiled and asked, "Well, what are you waiting for?"

I looked at him. I really didn't know what he wanted me 
to do. He got that, "What a fucking retard!" look on 
his face and then he said, "Amanda, that's your reward 
for being such a good fuck. Eat it bitch!"

I looked at him. I mean surely he was kidding, right? I 
saw his expression begin to harden and I realized he 
was completely serious. I looked down at the cum in my 
hand and slowly brought it up to my mouth. I had 
already sucked his cock and held his cum in my mouth 
for several minutes while he watched me. This was 
different though. This was eating cum that was draining 
out of my pussy and there was something very gross 
about that. 

As my hand drew closer to my face the smell of the cum 
grew stronger and it brought to mind the taste of it, 
the unpleasant taste of it. I hesitated as long as I 
could but I could see that it would soon be running off 
of my fingers and I didn't want to upset Nathan. So I 
carefully put my fingers in my mouth and sucked them 
clean. 

I gagged a little. Not because of the taste or the 
smell, but just because it was such a nasty think to 
do. It pleased him though and I suppose that is what is 
important.

I looked down after I had swallowed his cum and I saw 
that another small dollop of cum had oozed out of me 
and I scooped it up without waiting to be told to. I 
brought it straight to my mouth and this time I managed 
to swallow it without gagging.

Nathan patted my head as if I was is pet dog and said, 
"Good girl."

I heard Terrill chuckling and then he said, "Looks like 
she is going to be an easy bitch to train. I guess you 
were right man. I figured her for a fucking iceberg."

It was becoming obvious that he had enslaved other 
girls, or women, like this. I wondered just how often 
he did this. How much experience did he have? What kind 
of person was this young man? I had obviously been all 
wrong about him. 

I realized that I had been so wrong about him that I 
was apparently going to pay with my marriage, my 
career, and perhaps even my life. Not that I imagined 
that he was going to kill me. No, he was just going to 
make my life not worth living. He was going to ruin me 
and there was even the possibility that in so doing he 
could ruin my father and maybe even my father-in-law.

If the things that I had done today got out, if for 
instance that movie that Terrill had filmed through my 
front window should become public, my father would not 
just be humiliated. He would be hounded out of office. 
That movie would be brought back up every time he 
opened his mouth. His political career would be over 
and he would become a laughing stock. It might be just 
as damaging to Dennis's father. It would surely come up 
if he did run for Governor.

I realized that I had no choice now but to do anything 
and everything that Nathan wanted and hope that I could 
convince him to be discreet. The tragedy was, even if 
he decided to publically humiliate me and my family, I 
would let him. I don't even know why, but something in 
me had responded to him and the way that he was 
treating me in a way that I had never responded or even 
imagined that I could. I don't think I could say that I 
mistook what I felt for Nathan for love any longer. I 
knew it wasn't love. It was a warped lust that I found 
myself unable to repress. If Nathan ordered me to go 
outside right now and walk down to the corner in the 
nude I would do it. I would be humiliated beyond 
belief, but I would do it.

Terrill stood up and pulled me to my feet and ordered 
me to lie down on the rug. As soon as I was on my back 
he nudged my legs apart and knelt between them and 
stared at my body. I didn't have the same feeling for 
him that I had for Nathan and I was much more 
embarrassed about being with him. 

Nathan came over and sat down by my head and watched my 
face as Terrill moved up and began to slide his semi-
hard cock over my still moist slit. I looked down at 
Terrill and watched him sliding his cock over my slit 
and then I looked up at Nathan and saw how much he was 
enjoying this. I realized that he knew how 
uncomfortable it made me to submit to Terrill like this 
and that is what he was enjoying. 

Terrill's cock was soon hard and he moved over me and 
supported is weight on his arms. He looked down at me 
and said, "Okay teacher, I want to learn all about your 
cunt now. Reach down there and wrap your hand around my 
cock and put it where it goes. 

I did as he ordered. I reached down and lined his large 
cock up with my pussy. Nathan was sitting so close to 
my face that his knee was almost touching me. I had a 
sudden feeling of being overwhelmed by all of this 
black male flesh. But far from being upset, I was 
excited. I didn't want to do this, not with Terrill. Or 
at least I didn't think I did. But I was getting so 
excited as I felt his fat cock enter me that I knew I 
would soon be bathing his cock in my juices as I had 
orgasm after orgasm. 

He leaned down and rested on his elbows and more of his 
weight was pressing down on my body now. I felt taken, 
conquered. It was such a totally erotic feeling to be 
helpless and possessed like this. 

I closed my eyes for a moment but I felt movement and 
when I opened my eyes Nathan had stretched out beside 
us. He was smoothing my hair down and staring into my 
face and enjoying my submission.

I looked over at him and he said, "That's a good girl. 
I'm going to make a real slut out of you. When I'm done 
with you'll be the perfect sex slave. You will suck and 
fuck on command. You're going to love it too. I can see 
it in your face. You poor thing, you've been a slut all 
of your life and never even realized it. We have some 
lost time to make up for."

I started to cum just from the nasty things that he was 
saying and just as my first orgasm washed over me 
Terrill said, "Open your mouth bitch. Stick your tongue 
out."

I was in the middle of an orgasm and almost didn't hear 
him. When his words finally sank through and registered 
I struggled to put together enough self control to 
obey. I opened my eyes and looked up at Terrill and 
opened my mouth. He watched until I managed to stick 
out my tongue. 

He said, "Stay just like that bitch, don't fucking 
move." 

I didn't have a clue what was coming next. I never 
heard of someone doing what he did to me then to 
another person. I watched in horror as a large glob of 
spit fell slowly from his mouth and onto my tongue 
where it rolled into my mouth. But the real horror was 
that as incredible as it must seem, as soon as his spit 
fell into my mouth I had another orgasm. It was the 
nastiest thing they had made me do yet. Well, except 
for when Nathan pissed on me. It was certainly every 
bit as shocking. And just like when Nathan had pissed 
on me the idea of doing anything this nasty sent me 
right over the edge.

I came hard and I couldn't stop myself from wrapping my 
arms around Terrill's neck and pulling him closer. I 
was grinding my pussy against him and staring him right 
in the face as he spit into my mouth again and I came 
yet again. 

I wanted to close my eyes so that I couldn't see it 
happening. I wanted to close my mouth so that I could 
scream as I came and I came and I came. 

Terrill finally sped up and began to fuck me violently. 
His movements were so violent that he couldn't play his 
game anymore and I closed my mouth and grunted with the 
pain and the pleasure as he fucked me like the animal 
that I was becoming.

I felt him tense up and fill me with yet another load 
of hot, slimy cum and I came again just from the idea 
of it.

He collapsed on top of me for a few seconds. He was 
even heavier than Nathan and he really took my breath 
away. I didn't struggle or complain though. I waited 
for him to roll off of me and when he did Nathan nudged 
me and nodded down at his filthy cock. 

I struggled to sit up. He had fucked me so hard that my 
stomach hurt. I rolled over onto my knees and I took 
his rapidly shrinking, slime covered cock into my mouth 
and sucked him clean as if it were the most normal 
thing in the world for a woman to do after sex.

When he was satisfied he pushed me away and Nathan 
watched me as I sat up on my heels. I felt Terrill's 
sperm begin to run out of me and I knew what Nathan was 
waiting for. I reached down and scooped it up and 
swallowed it. 

When I had finished eating Terrill's cum, Nathan smiled 
at me and said, "That's a good girl. It's easier every 
time you do it, isn't it?"

I nodded.

Then I sat down on the carpet and while they rested I 
thought about the terrible things I had done, and had 
done to me so far today. Much of what they had done was 
just disgusting. Yet with each new torment came a new 
wave of excitement. I literally ate up everything they 
could throw at me!

They gave me a moment to relax and Nathan asked, "What 
do you have to eat?"

I offered them several choices for lunch. I had cold 
cuts or I could make soup. I had some left over tuna 
casserole. I didn't usually shop for the week until 
Saturday so there really wasn't a lot of food in the 
house. 


Chapter Four
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Nathan decided that he would rather go out to eat and 
he suggested that I take Terrill to my room and take a 
shower with him. While I was doing that he was going to 
find me something to wear and we would go get a 
hamburger somewhere.

I led Terrill down the hall to my bedroom with Nathan 
following close behind. I went into the bathroom and 
turned the water on in the shower. I sat on the toilet 
and let a large amount of fresh cum drain out of me. 
Then I peed and wiped myself.

By then the water was hot and Terrill and I got into 
the large glass enclosed walk-in shower. Terrill 
reached up and aimed the water away from us and pushed 
me to my knees. I thought he wanted me to suck his cock 
again and I started to suggest that we either wait 
until after our shower or turn the water off.

I totally misunderstood what he had in mind. I had just 
begun to speak when a jet of hot piss shot out of his 
cock and hit me right in the face!

I screamed and started to try to stand up and get away 
from him. He held me down with a handful of my hair and 
stood in front of me and pissed all over me. I heard 
Nathan chuckle. He must have come in to see what I was 
screaming about. I had my eyes closed tightly though 
and I couldn't see him. 

Terrill directed the stream of piss down onto my 
breasts from time to time, but most of it hit me right 
in my face. When the first spurt had sprayed into my 
face and surprised me I had been just starting to speak 
and I had gotten some of it in my mouth. After that, 
and until he finished I kept my mouth tightly closed. 
But I had the bitter taste of his piss in my mouth now 
and I kept shuddering in revulsion.

I had been shocked earlier when Nathan had pissed on my 
pussy. But it had been exciting. It had felt good as 
that hot liquid sprayed on my clit. This was just 
degrading. He was only doing it to debase and humiliate 
me. It definitely had that effect. What was even more 
embarrassing was that it was starting to turn me on. 
Not at first. But as I calmed down and resigned myself 
to my fate as it were, the stream of hot urine, or the 
idea of what was being done to me, began to turn me on. 
I didn't let on though. If he had realized it I would 
have been even more embarrassed.

The stream finally began to diminish and then I felt 
the head of his cock pressing against my lips. I 
groaned in fear as I relaxed my jaw and he forced his 
cock into my mouth. As soon as his cock entered my 
mouth the thing that I feared occurred. The last few 
small streams of hot piss shot out of his cock and into 
my mouth. 

I finally managed to pull my head free and I doubled 
over and gagged and choked and spit out the vile 
liquid. I fought to keep from throwing up and finally 
managed to get my stomach under control. 

Terrill watched me for a minute as I struggled to 
control my stomach and then I felt the hot water from 
the shower wash over me and I turned my face up and let 
it wash the piss out of my eyes and off of my face. I 
finally struggled to my feet and I leaned back against 
the glass and forced myself to stop crying and to 
relax. 

Terrill only gave me a minute or two to compose myself 
before he pulled me close and put his soapy arms around 
me and began to use my body wash to soap my body up and 
slide his hands over me. As he washed me he said, "You 
are going to have to stop being so sensitive teach. Sex 
is supposed to be dirty. The nastier it is and the more 
it hurts the better it is. You like it that way too, I 
can tell. You just have to realize that you aren't 
really the prim little bitch you always thought you 
were. Once you realize what a slut you are you'll be a 
lot happier."

I knew he was wrong. I wasn't that way at all. Well, 
maybe a little, but not the way he meant. Not to the 
degree he wanted to take me. I didn't bother to try to 
argue with him though. It isn't like it mattered what I 
thought about all of this.

After he was finished washing me I did the same for 
him, just like I had done for Nathan earlier. It wasn't 
the same though. I guess because I had feelings for 
Nathan. I don't think I liked Terrill very much. 

After we dried off I brushed my teeth and got the bad 
taste out of my mouth. Then I went out into the 
bedroom. Nathan was dressed and Terrill had gone out to 
the living room to put his clothes on too. 

Nathan handed me a slip and told me to put it on. It 
was a short, white, lacy slip that I wore under my 
clothes when I was wearing a thin blouse or a short 
dress. It only came down a couple of inches below my 
crotch and the last couple of inches were a lace 
pattern that matched the lace that covered my breasts. 
It was a very pretty, very sexy garment and it was one 
of my favorites. When I wore it though, I always wore 
it with a bra under it and a dress or a skirt and 
blouse over it.

When I had it on Nathan smiled and said, "Very hot! I 
like it."

Then he pointed down at the high heels he had selected 
for me and told me to put them on. 

I said, "I need to get dressed first Nathan."

He smiled and said, "Silly bitch! You are dressed. Put 
the shoes on and do what you're told."

I looked down at my breasts. You didn't have to look 
all that hard to see my nipples. I glanced down and saw 
that it didn't take any effort to be able to make out 
what remained of my bright red patch of pubic hair 
either.

I looked back at Nathan with a look of horror on my 
face. He expected me to leave the house like this!

I shook my head and backed away from him. As I backed 
away I said, "Oh no Nathan. I can't, I can't go out 
like this. I just can't!"

Nathan didn't move and his expression never changed. He 
spoke in a calm but firm voice. "You are new at this so 
I am going to give you a warning. I don't usually do 
that so you know I have feelings for you bitch. From 
now on you dress the way I tell you to dress. You do 
what I tell you to do. You don't have to like it. In 
fact it amuses me when you are doing things that you 
don't like to do. But you don't ever refuse to do 
anything that I tell you to do. There are consequences 
for refusing, or even just hesitating long enough to 
piss me off. Now put the damned shoes on bitch. Don't 
make me tell you again."

This entire day, since Nathan had arrived had been one 
mad roller coaster ride. I had done things, and allowed 
him to do things that were totally out of character and 
to be honest I had enjoyed it. Or at least I had 
enjoyed a lot of it. It had been the most exciting few 
hours of my life. But it was an aberration. 

I was starting to come to my senses now and I said, 
"Nathan, I care for you. That is why I have spent so 
much time trying to help you. But I never should have 
done the things we did today. I was weak and I'm sorry 
if I led you on or gave you the wrong impression. It 
was a huge mistake and I'm sorry. But it has to end 
now. You have to leave now. I should never have invited 
you into my home. It was a mistake. Please, take 
Terrill and go now. I would appreciate it if neither of 
you mentioned this again. Please go, now."

Nathan merely smiled and took a couple of steps towards 
me. He put his finger under my chin and lifted my face 
up until our eyes met. In a quiet voice he said, "For 
an intelligent woman you can be such a dumb cunt. I 
just gave you a warning and in the next breath you 
refuse me. Now I am going to have to punish you."

I shook my head and tried to step back away from him 
again but he grabbed a handful of my hair and held me 
close and continued speaking. "You are going to have to 
accept that your life just changed drastically. Take a 
minute to think about that movie out there in the 
camera. The one we watched this morning that shows you 
seducing a minor and spending a couple of hours having 
sex with a sixteen year old in your living room while 
your husband is out of town. Think about it bitch. What 
happens when someone shows that to the principal and 
the members of the school board?"

I was crying softly now but I continued to stare into 
Nathan's eyes and let him paint a horrible picture of 
my future if I didn't obey him.

Nathan continued, "First you get arrested. Next you get 
fired. Your husband will kick you out of the house so 
fast you will be lucky if he gives you time to pack 
your clothes. So now you are homeless and unemployed 
and unemployable."

"But it doesn't end there, does it bitch? What happens 
when daddy runs for re-election? That movie starts 
going around again and questions about your old man's 
sex offender daughter come out. You know what a lot of 
people are going to wonder? They are going to wonder if 
daddy was a child molester. How else would his daughter 
become one?"

"I'd say that your daddy's career was pretty much over. 
I suppose you will have to go and live with your 
parents and try to find a job somewhere. But you know 
what your mother is going to be wondering? The same 
thing everyone else is. Did daddy fuck his little 
girl?"

"I imagine your father-in-law will be able to avoid 
most of the bad publicity. After all, by the time he 
runs for Governor his son will have divorced your ass 
and he will try to ignore any references to his 
daughter-in-law the child molester. It probably 
wouldn't have much impact on his chances. At least, it 
won't unless it's a close race."

 "But that isn't the end of it bitch. Those pictures 
will be floating around on the internet for the rest of 
your life. Pictures of you making love to a teenage 
black boy, pictures of you sucking my cock and fucking 
me, they will haunt you for the rest of your life. A 
lot of people get off on that kind of thing you know. 
Those pictures will be famous. Everyone that knows you 
will download them out of curiosity. Before long, 
everyone that sees you will have seen you naked. Not 
just naked either, naked and sucking my big black 
cock."

I collapsed to the floor and covered my face and cried 
hysterically. The enormity of my lack of judgment 
wasn't just washing over me. It was being used to club 
me into submission. 

I don't know how long I lay there on the floor crying. 
I am not normally a person that does a lot of crying. I 
had probably cried more today than I had all the rest 
of my life. I guess I wasn't down there for all that 
long because Nathan would have gotten tired of it 
before long. 

He never said a word though. He sat down on the foot of 
my bed and waited for me to stop crying and calm down. 
When I finally wiped my eyes and sat up he tossed me a 
couple of tissues and asked, "Have you got that out of 
your system now? I'm only going to put up with just so 
much of that shit bitch."

The word bitch was really starting to grate on me. The 
first time he had called me a bitch it had been kind of 
exciting in a kinky sort of way. Now it was just a slap 
in the face each time he used it.

After I dried my eyes and blew my nose he reached down 
and pulled me to my feet. He looked at me and said, "Go 
fix your face. You look like shit. When you are done, 
come back out here and put your shoes on. Don't take a 
lot of time, I'm getting hungry."

I went back into my bathroom and washed my face in cold 
water. Except for a little lipstick I don't wear 
makeup. I just brushed my hair and once my color 
started to return to normal I looked alright.

I went back out and slipped my shoes on. I looked at 
myself in the mirror on my closet door and I could not 
believe that I was actually going to leave the house 
like this. I looked like a prostitute! Come to think of 
it, I felt like a prostitute.

When I was ready Nathan stood up and I followed him out 
to the living room. Terrill was out there watching the 
recording he had made of me and Nathan and when he saw 
us coming out he said to Nathan, "I thought I might be 
able to film some close-ups and splice them in but I 
think it would be easier to just re-shoot the whole 
thing. It would be best to use two close-up cameras 
though. We could get Doc to operate one of them. What 
do you think?"

Nathan didn't seem to care one way or the other. He 
just nodded his head and said, "Yeah, whatever. I want 
to keep this one though. Don't erase it. Her reactions 
were perfect. Make me and her both a DVD of it."

I was guided out to the driveway. Nathan handed me my 
purse on the way out and I guess they had already taken 
my house key out. I heard Terrill locking my door 
behind us.

I glanced around and saw that several of my neighbors 
were working in their yards. I saw them look up and see 
me coming out of my house with two young black men and 
it was obviously that I was not dressed to go out. My 
husband and I were both very conservative people. They 
had to know that I would never leave the house like 
this. No one said a word though. I noticed that the 
people that might normally wave to me looked away. It 
was as if they knew that they had caught me doing 
something bad.

I went around and got in the driver's seat. I unlocked 
the passenger doors and Nathan got in front. Terrill 
got in the back. I started the car and waited for 
Nathan to tell me where we were going.

Nathan said, "Come on bitch, let's go."

I backed out of the driveway and as I pulled away from 
my house he said, "Drive down Central to Willow and 
turn left."

I never went into that part of town. Not many white 
people did if they could avoid it. It was what was 
considered the poor side of town. Most of the 
businesses in that area had closed. They got tired of 
getting broken into or robbed. I didn't know of any 
restaurants in that area. I don't know where Nathan was 
planning to eat.

After I turned onto Willow we drove past the low income 
housing and the vacant shops and he told me to slow 
down. As we came up on a small alley he ordered me to 
turn in and I drove halfway down the alley and parked 
in front of a rundown old house in desperate need of a 
paint job.

I looked at the house. I knew that this wasn't where 
either of these boys lived. I spotted a hand lettered 
sign on a piece of cardboard in the front window. It 
said, "Cobb's Café," and underneath that it said, 
"Open."

We got out and I locked the doors and followed Nathan 
down a dirt path beside the house and into the back 
yard. There were a dozen tables out in the yard. Most 
of them had a few old men sitting down and drinking 
beer and playing dominos or checkers. I only saw one 
other female. She was sitting with three boys. I didn't 
know them but I remembered seeing them around the 
school. 

Everyone looked up when we stepped into the yard and 
the loud chatter we had heard as we approached came to 
a complete and sudden stop. It was as if someone had 
flipped a switch and everyone stopped talking all at 
once.

Nathan and Terrill spoke to some of the people as we 
made our way to a table. They got a response from the 
people that they spoke to, but everyone was gawking at 
me. It wasn't just that I was probably the only white 
person in this part of town. I think the fact that I 
was nearly naked had a lot to do with the looks that I 
was getting.

We sat down and I tried to adjust my slip so that I was 
as covered as possible but Nathan said, "Leave it."

I tried to pull my seat under the table but he shook 
his head. More than anything I didn't want to look. I 
didn't want to know how exposed I was. I couldn't help 
myself. Not knowing was even worse. I looked down and 
saw that my slip had risen up enough when I sat down 
that some of my pubic hair was exposed. There were only 
two tables that were positioned so that the customers 
could see me. At one of them sat three old men playing 
dominos. The other would just have to be the table with 
the four students from the high school.

I knew I wouldn't go unrecognized. Not with my bright 
red hair. I heard a murmur as people started talking 
quietly but then one of the boys said, "Son of a bitch! 
That's Mrs. Hall, the counselor at school!"

Busted!

Nathan was staring at me and grinning. He said, "I 
guess that sexy slip wasn't much of a disguise, was 
it?"

I just glowered at him. There was no way that word of 
this wasn't going to get all over school on Monday. I 
started to say something to Nathan but one look at his 
smiling face told me that there was nothing that I 
could say to get me out of here. There was certainly no 
way to take back being seen in this cafe with these two 
boys while wearing my lacy slip. And there was no way 
that anyone was going to look at me and not know that 
this was not a dress, it was obviously underwear. Of 
course, the fact that my vagina was exposed would 
probably cause a stir too.

I watched the buzz of conversation move around from 
table to table. All I could think was, "My life is 
over."

One of the boys and the girl from the nearby table got 
up and came over. The two kids stood in front of me and 
stared at me for a second before the girl said, "God! 
What a fucking cunt! Jesus Nathan, how did you know she 
was such a slut? I thought she was a fucking prude."

Nathan said, "She was a fucking prude. I decided to 
bring a little love into her life. I thought she looked 
pretty hot and any bitch that hot really oughta be a 
slut. So I went over to her house today and started 
giving her lessons. Can you believe the bitch never 
sucked a cock until this morning?!"

The girl laughed derisively and said, "No shit?! How'd 
she do when you gave her the chance?"

Nathan said, "Her first blowjob was pretty piss poor. 
But Terrill got her broken in pretty good. He had to 
get a little rough, but once he got that big cock of 
his down her throat she did okay."

The girl asked, "Did you pick out her outfit for her 
Nathan? She's going to be pretty popular around here 
with her pussy showing like that."

Nathan replied, "Yeah. I looked through her clothes to 
find something sexy and shit, she dresses like my 
grandmother! I don't know what I'm going to do about 
her clothes. She needs a whole closet full of new 
shit."

One of the other boys had come up behind the first two 
and he was looking down at my pussy as Nathan and the 
girl talked.

He said, "I know where you might be able to find some 
clothes you like for her."

Nathan looked up at him and he went on to say, 
"Remember Kysha? She's Jamie's older sister. She just 
got sentenced for the third time for dealing. By the 
time she gets out you know none of that stuff is gonna 
fit her. If you want any of it I bet Jamie would sell 
you some of her shit cheap. Her little sister can't 
wear it."

I shuddered at the thought of wearing the used clothes 
left behind by some drug dealing slut. I could just 
imagine what kind of slutty clothes she might have 
worn.

Nathan looked at me and said, "I don't know man. The 
bitch's tits and ass are pretty small. I don't know if 
Kysha's shit will fit her. I guess we could take her 
over there later and see. Do you have Jamie's number?"

The kid nodded and said, "Yeah, I'll see if I can set 
it up."

The three students went back to their table and an old 
man came out and delivered a couple of plates of food 
to a nearby table. As soon as he put their food down he 
came over and said, "Hey boys, what can I..."

He must have been pretty surprised to see a white woman 
sitting at one of his tables. But when he came over to 
our table and he saw that my vagina was exposed it 
apparently took his breath away. He stopped speaking 
and stared for a long time before he looked up with an 
evil grin and said, "What can I get for you folks?"

Nathan said, "Three hamburgers, three fries and three 
beers Cobb. Put it on one tab. The bitch will pay."

Cobb stared a moment longer and then, with a huge grin 
on his face he turned and went back inside. 

As soon as he walked away I tried to remember if I had 
any money. I don't carry much cash on me. I leaned over 
and said to Nathan, "I'm not sure how much cash I have 
on me Nathan." 

I knew that Cobb didn't take debit cards in his 
backyard café. He didn't have any qualms about exposed 
sex organs or serving drinks to minors, so I was pretty 
sure that I wasn't going to find this place listed with 
the Better Business Bureau and I was pretty sure he 
didn't take plastic. Or at least if he did, he didn't 
give it back.

Nathan said, "Don't worry, if you don't have enough I'm 
pretty sure we can work something out."

I sighed and looked away. Even as naïve as I was I was 
pretty sure that I knew what that meant. I looked back 
at Nathan and his cold, smiling face and wondered how I 
could have misjudged him so badly all of this time. He 
must have been putting on an act from the very 
beginning. How could anyone be that devious?!

Cobb came back out with the beers and gave us each one. 
I don't drink and I was torn between telling Nathan 
that and the desire to deaden my fear and humiliation 
with the effects of the alcohol. 

Nathan took away my decisions though. "Drink up bitch. 
You need to lighten up a little. You're starting to 
bring me down with that sad face."

I picked up the beer and took a sip. I almost spit it 
out. It was horrible! How could people drink this? I 
heard Nathan, Terrill and several of the people around 
us chuckle at my obvious reaction to the taste of the 
beer.

I steeled myself and took another sip and then another 
and pretty soon it was tolerable. It still tasted like 
shit, but I was getting used to it.

I'm pretty sure that I remained the major topic of 
interest for the rest of the afternoon, but eventually 
conversations got started up again and people returned 
to their games. Every once in a while someone would 
leave and someone would come in but the number of 
customers stayed pretty constant. 

From time to time someone would stop by the table and 
check out my exposed pussy and when they got close 
enough they would be able to see that my breasts were 
all but exposed through the lacy cups that covered 
them.

I was well into my second beer when Cobb finally 
brought our burgers out. I never drank alcohol before 
and I hadn't eaten anything today so I was starting to 
feel the effects by the time the food came. I wasn't 
reeling drunk or anything. I did feel a little more 
relaxed though.

The food was actually pretty good. They were big, thick 
burgers on sesame seed buns and they weren't cooked 
into an unrecognizable piece of inedible cardboard the 
way you might get in a fast food restaurant. By the 
time I finished my food and it had an opportunity to 
get to my stomach and soak up some of the alcohol I 
started feeling a little more normal, which is to say I 
was very uncomfortable about being the only white woman 
in a large group of black men and about being nearly 
naked.

We ate our food and finished our beers and Cobb came 
over to see if we wanted anything else. Nathan shook 
his head and Cobb looked at me and said, "Burgers are 
five bucks each, beers are two-fifty. That comes to 
thirty dollars."

I picked my purse up and opened it. I was almost 
certain that I didn't have that much and I was pretty 
nervous. I dug my wallet out and opened it and when I 
saw that I only had seven dollars I felt a wave of fear 
wash over me. I pulled the bills out and held them up 
and in a small voice I said, "That's all I have. I'm 
sorry. I didn't know we were coming here."

Nathan's expression never changed. He still wore that 
smile that was more of a mask than an indication of how 
he felt. He said, "I'm not worried Amanda. I'm pretty 
sure you can earn what you need to pay the tab."

I knew I wasn't going to like this. 


Chapter Five
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Nathan stood up and moved behind me and said, "Do you 
remember when I said that you would have to be punished 
for saying no to me?"

I nodded. The fear was like a large burning hot coal in 
the pit of my stomach. I knew that something terrible 
was about to happen.

Nathan ordered me to raise my arms. When I had complied 
he grasped the shoulder straps of my slip and pulled it 
up and off of me in one quick motion. Now I was totally 
naked but for my high heels.

He had the attention of every man in the place now and 
he said, "Gentlemen, my bitch doesn't have enough money 
to pay for lunch. I'm pretty embarrassed but I'm afraid 
that I am going to have to ask for your help. I'm going 
to send her around to your tables and she is going to 
offer her services to anyone that is interested. A 
blowjob is five dollars or you can fuck her for ten."

I was so scared I was hyperventilating. I suspected all 
along that he was setting up something horrible for me 
when he brought me here. But I had expected that I was 
going to be forced to do something with that old man 
who owned the place. Not the entire crowd!!

Nathan bent down and spoke into my ear. "I want you to 
get up and go around to each table and ask each man 
here if they would like to help you pay for lunch. Now 
go on, and I know most of these men. They are friends 
of mine. So you had best not embarrass me bitch."

I had tears running down my cheeks again as I took a 
couple of shaky steps to the nearest table and asked 
the closest man if he would help me pay for my lunch. 
He reached out and slid his hand between my legs and 
after rubbing my slit for a moment he shoved a finger 
inside. 

He smiled up at me and said, "Damn! That's a nice tight 
pussy! Yeah, I'll have some of that."

He stood up and dug a ten dollar bill out of his wallet 
and handed it to me. Then he pushed me down over the 
edge of his table and I heard him taking his pants down 
behind me.

He kicked my legs a little farther apart and I felt his 
cock enter me in one violent stroke. I realized that my 
pussy was soaking wet and I may have appreciated the 
lubrication but I hated my pussy for betraying me this 
way.

I tried to put my head down and ignore the degrading 
comments from the men seated at the table around me but 
the man fucking me grabbed a handful of my hair and 
pulled my head up and ordered me to keep my eyes open. 
I guess it didn't really matter. I was crying so hard 
that I couldn't see anyone anyway.

My most recent rapist was fucking me hard and fast and 
I didn't think he would last long. I heard someone in 
the crowd say, "Lift her up a little man, we want to 
watch her little titties bounce when you fuck her."

In response I felt a hard tug on my hair and I came up 
off of the table enough so that my breasts hung down 
unsupported. They immediately began to sway in time to 
the violent fucking I was receiving and it was very 
uncomfortable.

I managed to bring my arms up and rest them on the 
table to support my weight and take the pressure off of 
my hair. Once the pain of having my hair pulled began 
to fade I was left with only the pain of the brutal 
fucking I was receiving. I found that I was grateful 
that it was so unpleasant. I didn't want to enjoy being 
raped like this in front of dozens of strange men.

I had been right about one thing, he didn't last long. 
He came inside of me and when he pulled out Cobb was 
standing nearby and tossed him a towel to wipe his cock 
clean with. After he had wiped his cock clean he 
started to hand me the towel but Nathan said, "That's 
okay Mr. Green. She is a self cleaning slut."

Everyone watched then as I reached down and scooped up 
the fresh cum that was oozing out of me and licked it 
off of my fingers. Their reactions seemed to range from 
excitement to disgust. Most of them just seemed to 
think it was funny.

I turned to the other two men who were sitting at the 
table and one of them smiled and handed me a five 
dollar bill before I could even offer him my services. 
While I was getting to my knees he was opening his 
pants and pulling his cock out. 

His cock was pretty messy. He had been one of the men 
who had a good view of my pussy since we arrived. And 
he had been sitting only inches from me while his 
friend fucked me violently. I guess he must have had a 
hard on for quite a while now. The lubrication covered 
his cock. 

I bent down to take his cock into my mouth and I was 
grateful for two things. His cock was messy, but he was 
clean, and his cock was only a little larger than my 
husband's. I was relieved that not everyone here had a 
cock like Nathan's.

I took his cock all the way into my mouth and only the 
head and a little bit more of it entered my throat. The 
man grabbed my head and groaned in pleasure as I began 
to move my mouth up and down on his cock. 

The man started swearing and thrusting his hips and 
suddenly he held my head tight to his stomach and came 
right down my throat. I doubt if he lasted much longer 
than five minutes.

I waited for him to release me and then I sat back on 
my heels for a moment and caught my breath before 
getting to my feet. I was learning just how much work 
sex could be.

When I was standing I turned to the third man at the 
table and he stood up and handed me another ten dollar 
bill. I went around and stood beside him and he asked 
his friends to hold on to their drinks. Once they had 
picked up their beer bottles he put his own on the 
ground. He picked me up easily and laid me down on my 
back on the table. Those cold pools of water from the 
beer bottles were very uncomfortable for a moment or 
two.

He arranged me with my ass right at the edge of the 
table and then he opened his pants and pulled out 
another normal sized cock and began to slide the head 
of it over my slit. He stood there staring down at me 
and he said, "You sure are a pretty little thing. How 
old are you bitch?"

I whispered, "Twenty-five."

He said, "Twenty-five. My youngest daughter is twenty-
seven. I wouldn't fuck her, even if she wasn't so 
damned ugly. I'm going to enjoy fucking you though."

He wedged the head of his cock in my slit and then 
began to slowly push it in. At first he stared at my 
face as his cock entered me. When it was half way in 
though, he closed his eyes and continued to enter me in 
slow motion. His cock appeared to be about six inches 
long and not particularly thick. I really enjoyed the 
way that he was doing what he was doing. It felt really 
good the way his cock was entering me just a fraction 
of an inch at a time.

When he finally had it all of the way in me he ground 
his pubic bone against my pussy and I could feel his 
large testicles between my thighs, slapping against 
that sensitive area between my pussy and my ass, 
tickling me with his short curly pubic hair.

He held his cock inside of me for a long moment and 
then he began to fuck me in slow motion. He didn't pick 
up the speed of his strokes until the very end and I 
was glad when he finally came in me because something 
about the way that he ground his pubic bone against me 
at the bottom of every stroke was really starting to 
get to me. I didn't want to enjoy being raped and I 
didn't want these men to see me get off with one of 
their friends raping me. So it was quite a relief when 
he finally came and then pulled out.

I had now earned twenty-five dollars which, with my 
original seven dollars was enough to pay for our lunch. 
I looked over at Nathan and said, "Can I stop now? I 
have enough money now. Please Nathan?"

Nathan smiled and said, "No Amanda. You're being 
punished, remember. Besides, we need a little more 
money to buy you some new clothes. Get up. You have ten 
more tables to visit before we can leave."

I glanced around the backyard café and saw the lustful 
looks on the faces of between twenty and thirty more 
men! I got to my feet and then I sank to my knees and 
covered my face and cried hysterically.

Nathan left me alone for a moment and then I felt a 
hand in my hair and a burning pain on the cheeks of my 
ass accompanied by a loud snap. I reached my hands back 
and grabbed my ass and spun around to see Nathan 
holding his belt raised for a second blow. Before I 
could react the belt came down and hit me right across 
both of my breasts. 

I howled in pain and my hands came around to cover my 
bruised breasts. I had never felt such excruciating 
pain in my life. I was shocked that anyone would hit me 
to start with, but across my tender breasts with a 
thick leather belt! It was just unimaginable!

He drew his arm back again and I held my arms out, 
begging him not to hit me again.

He paused and then he asked, "Are you finished 
disobeying me slut?"

I gasped in terror and pain and not so much said as 
panted, "Yes Nathan! Please don't hit me again. I'm 
sorry. Please, oh Jesus that hurts!"

He took his hand from my hair and I scrambled to my 
feet. He handed me a napkin and I wiped my eyes and 
blew my nose. When I was a little more under control he 
held his hand up to my lips. 

I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do. I held his hand 
in both of mine and kissed it and then he said, "I 
think you should thank me for making you a better woman 
Amanda."

I said, "Yes, I'm sorry Nathan. Thank you for making me 
a better woman."

He pulled his hand away and sat back down at our table. 
He said, "Clean your cunt and get back to work."

I looked down to see a trail of cum down one thigh. It 
had turned clear and cooled but I didn't hesitate. I 
scraped it up with my finger and licked my finger 
clean. When I was clean I headed for the next table.

As I fucked and sucked my way around the backyard 
tables I was able to count the men that I was being 
forced to satisfy. There were twenty-six men spread 
around the ten remaining tables and while I was 
servicing them another five men came back and joined 
the fun. Most of them just wanted a good blowjob, but I 
ended up fucking a dozen of them. 

It took me over three hours to satisfy all thirty-four 
men. Oh my god! I had just had sex with thirty-four 
men! And I did it for money!

It would have taken me a lot longer to satisfy them all 
but some of them came very quickly and when they could 
they started doubling up on me so that I was often 
being manhandled by two men at a time. 

When it was finally over I was a mess. Not from the 
cum. I had swallowed pretty much all of that. I was 
covered in sweat and I stank of cum though. My pussy 
and my tits were red and swollen and bruised. My jaw 
was so tired and so sore that I wasn't sure if I could 
speak.

I had two hundred and thirty dollars clutched in my 
hand when I finally returned to Nathan's table. I 
handed him the money and he smiled and asked, "Did you 
learn anything Amanda?"

I nodded vigorously. I said, "Yes Nathan. I promise. 
I'll be good. Please Nathan. I hurt so bad."

I was desperately fighting to hold back the tears. I 
really needed to cry but I was so afraid of pissing 
Nathan off again. While I was standing there Cobb came 
back out. Nathan paid him for the lunch. Nathan and 
Terrill had both had two more beers while they watched 
me servicing the customers. The total tab was now forty 
dollars and Nathan told me to give him a ten dollar 
tip.

I paid Cobb from my meager earnings and he smiled and 
reached out and pulled on one of my tender nipples and 
said, "Come back anytime Nathan, and be sure to bring 
your bitch."

Nathan and Terrill stood up and Nathan said, "Yeah, we 
oughta come back some evening and we can have her put a 
show on. We could really liven this place up."

I glanced at Cobb and I could see the dollar signs 
dancing in his head as he imagined all the food and 
drinks he could sell if he had a real live sex show 
going on back here. I shuddered, but I didn't dare say 
anything. 


Chapter Six
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We finally left and as I followed Nathan back to my car 
I thought about all the men that had had sex with me 
today, and all of the cum in my stomach. I was so 
distracted that I didn't even realize that I was still 
naked until Nathan stopped and turned around and handed 
me my tiny slip.

I hurriedly put it on and after being naked for the 
last three hours or so it almost felt like I had 
clothes on!

I got into the car carefully. My entire body was sore. 
I knew that Nathan had something else in mind. I had 
heard him make plans to check out that drug dealer's 
wardrobe to see if he could find me some clothes to 
wear. I couldn't help it, I didn't want to make him mad 
but I had to ask. 

"Please Nathan. I hurt so badly. My whole body hurts. 
Can't I just go home now?" I pleaded.

Nathan ignored me and told me to go back out to Willow 
and turn right. I started the car and followed his 
directions and it was only a few blocks to another run 
down home on another run down street of poor homes.

I parked in front of the house and we went to the door. 
The boy that came to the door was Jamie, the brother of 
the drug dealer. I recognized him when I saw his face. 
He recognized me too and I didn't like the look on his 
face when he saw me standing at his door in a slip.

He moved back and we stepped into a small living room. 
It was furnished sparingly with worn out furniture but 
it seemed to be clean. I almost started crying again 
when I got inside. In addition to Jamie and the three 
boys and the girl from the café there were six other 
kids in the room. There were four additional boys and 
two more girls. One of the boys and one of the girls 
were middle school age, but I recognized almost 
everyone else from having seen them around the high 
school. Several of them were kids that I was counseling 
regularly! 

I spun around and looked pleadingly at Nathan. He just 
ignored me. He was talking to Jamie as they stood 
staring down at a small pile of clothes on a card table 
by the front window. 

Jamie showed some of the items to Nathan and they 
started setting some of it aside. I just stood in the 
middle of the room and stared at the floor. Everyone 
was quiet at first but then AJ got up and walked over 
to where I was standing. He looked at me and then he 
walked around me. When he was back in front of me he 
said, "I hear you are Nathan's slut now. I have to tell 
you Mrs. Hall, that comes as a big surprise to me. In 
all of our counseling sessions you have always given me 
the impression that you were a fucking ice berg. I 
would have bet that you were going to be the next 
virgin mother."

His hand came up and cradled one of my sore breasts 
through the lace that covered it and I gasped in pain. 
He said, "What's the matter Mrs. Hall? You don't like 
it when I grab your tit? Sluts are supposed to dig that 
shit."

Nathan was ignoring us but Terrill said, "She's just a 
little sore AJ. We was over to Cobb's and the bitch 
didn't have enough cash to pay for lunch. Nathan made 
her sell her fucking ass to everyone back there to earn 
some money for lunch and to pay for some clothes. She 
isn't used to that rough stuff. I imagine she is sore 
all over."

AJ laughed and responded, "Shit, I wish I could have 
seen that! How many did she do?"

Terrill said, "Damn, I don't know. I didn't count. The 
place was pretty full though." Then turned to me and 
asked, "How about it cunt, did you count how many men 
emptied their dicks in you?"

I nodded and then I said, "There were thirty-four of 
them. Twelve of them fucked me and I sucked off the 
other twenty-two."

AJ laughed and said, "Well, I've seen a bitch take 
more, but not one that wasn't used to it. No wonder the 
bitch is sore."

He didn't care though. He continued to fondle my breast 
roughly and then he asked Nathan, "Hey man, you keeping 
her covered up for a reason?"

Nathan didn't even turn around to look at us. He just 
said, "Take the slip off bitch. You don't need it in 
here."

I glanced around at the other kids in the room. Even 
the girls seemed amused by my suffering. I groaned in 
pain as I gathered the slip at my waist and then pulled 
it up over my head. I stood naked then, holding it in 
my hand as the kids came over and got a better look at 
my body. 

AJ said, "Fuck dude! What did you do to her fucking 
tits?!"

I glanced down at the bright red stripe he had made 
with his belt. 

I heard Nathan chuckle and then he said, "I had to get 
her attention."

Several of the kids chuckled and one of the girls 
reached out and ran her fingers lightly over the red 
mark.

I flinched in pain but I didn't move or protest as her 
fingers traced the welt he had left on my chest with 
his belt. She said to the assembled crowd of kids, 
"Damn! He got her good. I can feel the heat from it. 
That had to really hurt."

She took her hand away and then she saw how red and 
inflamed my pussy was. She just chuckled and said, "Bet 
you carry some cash with you next time bitch!"

Just then Nathan called me over and handed me a skirt 
and ordered me to put it on. It was hideous! It was a 
micro miniskirt, bright red, with cutouts up both 
sides. I stepped into it and slid it up my legs and 
buttoned it. 

I was dismayed that it fit. It was very tight, but I 
suppose that was the idea. I looked down and saw that 
as the skirt stretched over my hips the cutouts 
expanded and there was a lot of flesh visible. It was 
obvious that I was not wearing underwear.

Nathan made me turn around and the kid that had 
suggested we come over here said, "Shit! That looks 
hotter on her than it did on your sister Jamie!"

Jamie laughed and said, "Yeah, the bitch could use a 
little more ass on her, but she does look hot."

I guess Kysha had liked it too. She had bought several 
of them and Nathan put them all aside. I took the skirt 
off and he handed me a couple of slutty tank tops and 
halter tops and tube tops. The tube tops were too loose 
on me but the tank tops and the halter tops got added 
to the pile of clothes that Nathan wanted to keep. 

There were several dresses next. They were just as 
horrible as everything else. They had deep, deep 
cleavage and because my breasts were obviously smaller 
than the previous owner they fit very loose on my 
chest. Every move I made seemed to expose one or the 
other of my breasts completely.

Nathan loved it.

He handed me another dress that was very tight and very 
short but very loose on top. It had cleavage almost all 
the way down to my waist in the front and in the back 
it was even lower. After I had it on I reached back and 
felt with my hand and the top inch or so of the crack 
of my ass was actually on display!

Nathan loved that horrible thing too. Big surprise 
there.

I ended up trying on several dozen items of Kysha's 
clothing. Nathan selected a little more than half of 
it. I had no idea where he thought I was going to wear 
this awful stuff.

When the fashion show was over he ended up giving Jamie 
fifty dollars for the items he wanted and letting him 
fuck me. He laid me down in the middle of the room in 
front of all those kids and fucked me. He came so 
quickly that I guess Nathan felt sorry for him. He 
said, "Damn dude, you must have been pretty horny. If 
you can get it up again then go for it."

I guess it wouldn't have been so bad if I wasn't 
already so damned sore I could hardly walk. His cock 
wasn't that big and he didn't last long. I noticed that 
he never even got soft after he came the first time and 
when Nathan said it was okay he started right back to 
fucking me. I groaned in pain when he started again. I 
knew that Nathan didn't like me crying all the time but 
Jesus it hurt!

I waited patiently for it to be over. I was thinking 
about all the other kids in the room watching. I was 
terrified that he would let them have me too. I knew it 
would kill me if he did.

I guess he knew that I had reached the breaking point 
though. After Jamie was finished and got off of me I 
sat up and ate the cum draining out of me without even 
being told. Then I looked up at Nathan. He looked 
bored. He said, "Don't just sit their bitch. Get off 
your lazy ass. It's time to go."

There were a few muted pleas for relief from the other 
boys but Nathan said, "Sorry guys. It's getting late 
and this is getting old. The bitch is really hurting 
too. Maybe next time though. And I bet she would like 
to have her first experience eating pussy too. How 
about it Tanya, how would you like to have your high 
school counselor eat your pussy for you?"

I looked around to see who he was talking to. It was 
the girl from the café earlier this afternoon. She 
smiled and said, "I think that might be interesting. 
But not in front of all you guys."

I hoped she never changed her mind.

I struggled to my feet and looked around for my slip. I 
found it and put it on and Nathan pointed out the 
clothes that he wanted me to carry out to the car. I 
grabbed the large pile of clothing he had selected and 
struggled out to the car with Nathan and Terrill 
following close behind.

I had to set the clothes on the trunk to open the car 
doors and then I put everything in the back seat. The 
three of us got in the car then and Nathan said, "You 
won't be able to wear much of that to school Amanda. 
But don't worry. We still have almost one hundred and 
fifty dollars left. We'll go to Goodwill tomorrow and 
see if we can find you some nice clothes to wear to 
work. You better hope we do bitch. If we have to go to 
a store to get them you are going to have to earn more 
money." 

I just sat there behind the wheel thinking, "My whole 
life is ruined," over and over. It was my new mantra. 
Over and over, "My whole life is ruined."

It's a shame too. I seemed to have such a promising 
life ahead of me.

I finally started the car and looked over at Nathan. He 
just said, "Home bitch."


Chapter Seven
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I sat there and drove home, fighting the desperate need 
to cry all the way home. When I pulled into the 
driveway and both boys got out and went inside leaving 
me to struggle in with the load of slut clothes.

I managed to get my arms around them and struggled 
towards the front door and inside. I carried them down 
the hall towards the laundry room and when I came back 
out David was standing in the front door talking to 
Nathan. I saw Nathan invite him in and I got a real bad 
feeling about this. 

David is the fourteen year old boy that lives next 
door. He is a nice kid. He's kind of quiet and shy. 
When my husband is out of town and I need someone to 
mow the grass I always pay David. He's just a nice, 
sweet kid.

When I stepped out into the living room Nathan said, 
"You dropped a couple of things on the way in Amanda. 
David saw you drop them on the driveway and brought 
them in"

I saw the two slutty tank tops in his hand and I went 
over to take them, forgetting for a minute that I was 
still wearing nothing but my lacy slip. As I got close 
to David and he realized how much of me was exposed his 
eyes got wide as silver dollars. The old ones, not the 
new ones.

Nathan saw his face and I guess he thought it was 
pretty amusing. Nathan reached down and took the tops 
that David had retrieved out of my hand and he turned 
back to David and said, "She looks pretty hot, doesn't 
she?"

David realized that he was staring and blushed and 
turned back towards Nathan. Nathan chuckled and said, 
"It's okay, you can look at her man. A woman dresses 
like that she wants to be looked at. Isn't that right 
Amanda?"

I took a deep breath and said, "Yes Nathan."

Nathan smiled and said, "Go ahead man, check her out. 
She really looks hot in that thing doesn't she?"

David turned back and looked at me. He was blushing 
bright red. He was probably more embarrassed than I 
was, and I was pretty embarrassed. He stared at my 
breasts and I knew that he could make out my nipples 
beneath the lace. As he was staring he asked, "Really 
Mrs. Hall? You don't mind?"

Nathan gave me a warning look, not that it was 
necessary. 

I said, "It's okay David. Nathan was right. When a 
woman dresses up like this she wants guys to look at 
her."

David stared at my breasts for a long moment and then 
Nathan said, "Hey, David. Can you keep a secret?"

I thought, "Oh god no, it's starting again!"

David didn't take his eyes from my chest as he almost 
whispered, "Yeah, I guess."

Nathan said, "Amanda really gets off on guys looking at 
her. Would you like to see more? She would love to show 
you what she's got."

David looked up at my face, finally, and he was 
thoughtful for a minute and then he said, "I think I 
better get home."

Nathan said, "What's the matter David, don't you want 
to see more of Amanda?"

He looked at my face again and then he said, "She 
doesn't look to me like she likes this. She looks 
embarrassed and scared to me."

I thought to myself, "Very observant David!"

Nathan was undeterred. He smiled and said, "That's part 
of the excitement for her. It turns her on and makes 
her blush when she shows off for guys. We just got home 
and she's been wearing that lacy slip all morning and 
afternoon and showing off like crazy. She really gets 
off on it. But it's a secret. Even her husband doesn't 
know. That's why you have to keep it a secret."

Then he turned to me and said, "Isn't that right 
Amanda? Explain it to him."

I sighed loudly and then I said, "That's right David. 
It turns me on to show off my body to boys. Not even 
Mr. Hall knows it so you have to keep it a secret 
though."

David didn't look convinced but Nathan was getting 
impatient to humiliate me some more. He said, "Go ahead 
Amanda, take that slip off and show David what nice 
tits you have."

I fought back the tears as I gathered the slip around 
my waist and pulled it up over my head. I had my eyes 
closed but I started to lose my balance and I was 
forced to open them and see the look of wonder on 
David's face.

He was staring at my breasts and my neatly trimmed 
pussy and I suddenly remembered that welt on my 
breasts. It was still noticeable but it had faded away 
to a point that it was just barely noticeable now. 

I had no doubt that David had never seen a naked woman 
before. Even if I didn't know him it would have been 
obvious from the look on his face.

Nathan nudged him and said, "Go on man, check her out. 
You can touch her if you want. She really likes to be 
touched. Hell, if you do it right she'll have an orgasm 
right there in front of you."

Nathan nudged David again, a little harder this time 
and now he was standing right in front of me. He lifted 
his hand toward my breast and then he stopped and 
looked at my face.

I tried to smile and I took his hand in mine and guided 
it to my breast. When his warm, sweaty palm at last 
touched my flesh, he looked like his knees were about 
to give way. He sighed loudly and cupped my breast 
gently and then just stood there staring and holding my 
breast in his hand. 

I put my hand back on his and guided him, showing him 
how to caress a woman's breast. Once I had him started 
I dropped my hand again and he continued on his own. He 
had nice, soft hands and he was very gentle. Under 
different circumstances it probably would have felt 
pretty nice. 

He caressed first one breast and then the other. Nathan 
watched quietly for a couple of minutes and then he 
said, "Hey man, check out her pussy too. She has one of 
the nicest pussies I've ever fucked."

David's eyes got even wider and he whispered, "You 
fucked her?!"

Nathan replied, "Hell yeah! Me and Terrill both fucked 
her today. I can't even remember how many times we 
fucked her. She sucked us both off too. She really 
loves cock. Don't you Amanda?"

I nodded my head slightly and when I saw the look on 
Nathan's face I said, "Yes Nathan, I really love cock."

Nathan tilted his head and gave me a meaningful look 
and I knew he wanted me to say more.

I said, "I love sucking cocks and getting fucked. I 
love being looked at and touched. I love it all David."

Nathan said, "Maybe David would like a reward for 
bringing in the clothes you dropped Amanda. Why don't 
you see if there is something you can do to reward 
him?"

"FUCK!" I thought. I mean, I knew that was where Nathan 
was going with this but...well, just FUCK!

I lifted David's chin and leaned down and kissed him 
lightly. Then I asked, "Would you like that David? 
Would you like a reward?"

He whispered, "Gee Mrs. Hall. You don't have to do 
that."

I couldn't help smiling at him. Even as horrifying as 
this situation was. He is such a sweet kid. 

I said, "It's okay David. I want to. Let me suck your 
cock for a few minutes and then you can fuck me, okay?"

He just groaned and said, "Oh my god!" under his 
breath.

I dropped to my knees in front of him and pulled his 
shorts and his underwear down and he stepped out of 
them. I tossed them on the nearby chair and pulled 
David down on the rug. I positioned him on his back and 
leaned down and kissed his hard cock. It was sopping 
wet with the lubricant that was running out the end of 
his dick like a running faucet.

He had a nice cock. It wasn't very large but he was 
only fourteen. I took it in my mouth and as I did I 
noticed Terrill with that damned video camera filming 
us. I ignored him. I realized that at this point 
nothing he caught on film would matter any more than 
the footage he already had.

I had only moved my lips down to the base of his cock 
three times before he stiffened up and cried out and 
filled my mouth with cum. It was so soon I wasn't ready 
and I choked a little on the large mouthful of cum.

I took my mouth away and swallowed and then I took him 
back into my mouth and after his breathing returned to 
more or less normal I stopped just holding him in my 
mouth and started sucking again. 

As soon as he was hard I sat up and took him by the 
hand. I helped him to sit up and I said, "Okay David, 
come on honey. I want you to fuck me now."

I stretched out on my back and spread my legs and held 
my arms out to welcome him. He stared at me for a 
couple of seconds and then he scrambled up over me. I 
reached between us and guided him to my still very sore 
pussy. 

I was very glad now that his cock was still immature. 
It hurt like hell when he entered me. I grimaced but I 
was careful not to let him know. I held him close and 
he began pumping me furiously. He didn't last much 
longer this time. Soon he tensed up and I held him 
close while he came in my sore pussy.

He collapsed on top of me and I held him tight and let 
him recover for a minute or two. He finally struggled 
to get back up on his knees and then he stared down at 
me with a look of awe on his face. 

I smiled at him and thanked him quietly. I told him he 
did great. 

He looked embarrassed all over again but he said, "Oh 
man! Mrs. Hall, thank you so much! That was so great! I 
don't know what to say!"

Nathan came over and stood over me and said, "You 
really liked that David?"

David didn't look up. He continued to stare at my body 
but he said, "Oh man! That was the best thing that ever 
happened to me!"

Nathan said, "Would you like to do it again?"

He finally looked up at Nathan and he asked, "Are you 
serious?! Jesus! I never want to stop!"

Nathan smiled and said, "You can come over here anytime 
you want from now on and you can fuck her or get her to 
suck you off, or you can do both as long as you can get 
it up. Pretty soon you can do it even when her husband 
is home, but for now you will have to be a little cool 
about it. Just do it when she is home alone. Okay?"

David looked at me incredulously. He asked, "Really Mr. 
Hall? Is that all right with you?"

I had to get out of this room soon. I was about to 
start crying again and I couldn't control it much 
longer. 

I nodded to David and I got