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Virgin Cheerleader's Teacher
by Simka Vbah (simksvbah@yahoo.com)
***
A naive cheerleader falls victim to a teacher's lust to
control her. (M/F-teen, 1st, oral, anal)
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Simka stood outside the door to Mr. Touch's classroom.
It was after school, after her cheerleader practice,
and she wanted to go home. But, Mr. Touch said he
wanted to talk to her. Mr. Touch was her homeroom
teacher and had approached her at the start of
cheerleader practice to say that it was urgent that he
talk to her before she went home. She did not know why
he wanted to see her, only that he did.
Simka was about five foot five with blonde hair that
came down halfway down her back. She was petite, yet
athletic, in great shape, not only because of her
cheerleading, but because she worked out some. She knew
that she had a great looking body and wanted to keep it
that way. She was also a virgin and meant to keep that
as well.
She opened the door and walked in to Mr. Touch's room.
He was sitting behind his desk, looking at things on
his computer. He was an older teacher, at least from
her perspective. In his thirties, he also kept himself
in great shape through working out, though he had
different reasons than her for wanting to be in good
shape. He had short brown hair and a short, trim beard.
As she came in, he looked up at her.
"Hello Simka. Thank you for coming. Please have a
seat."
Mr. Touch indicated a desk in front of his. She walked
over and sat down where he indicated.
"You wanted to see me?" She asked him, wanting to get
this over with so that she could go home and talk to
her friends on the phone and the computer. She had been
doing more and more of this lately, enjoying the
freedom that her parents had given her since her 18th
birthday a few short weeks ago.
"Yes I did." He replied, moving so he could look at her
instead of his computer. Of course, he already knew
what she looked like from her time in his class, as
well as watching her cheer, but it never hurt him to
look at her some more. "It is about your grades. They
have fallen quite a lot."
She looked at him with surprise on her face. "But they
were fine on my last report card."
He nodded his head. "Yes, they were fine on your last
repost card, but now all of your grades are F's. This
means that I am going to have to kick you off the
cheerleading team."
This got the reaction from her that he was looking for.
She sat up straight and looked scared "What? No, you
can't. I can't be kicked off the cheerleading team. I
have a scholarship for cheerleading and if I get kicked
off the team then I will lose the scholarship and won't
be able to go to college." She looked like she was
about to cry.
"You know the rules. If you are not passing your
classes you can't be on the team. I'm sorry, but I will
have to kick you off the team until your grades are
brought up." He snuck a peek at his computer where her
grades were listed, not a single one below a B, but he
knew that she hadn't been keeping track of her grades
like the was supposed to. He wanted to see how far she
would be willing to go to keep her grades up.
Now she did begin to cry. "No please, you can't kick me
off the team. You must give me a chance to bring up all
my grades. I can do it too, just please give me a
chance and a bit of time."
He looked and her and shook his head slightly. "You
know that I can't do that. I don't want to kick you off
the team, but I don't have any other options."
She looked up at him. "Please, is there nothing I can
do? I will do anything, anything to stay on the team."
He looked at her, pretending to think it over, in
reality he was thinking about what kinds of "anything"
he could get her to do. "Well, maybe there is something
you can do." He paused and watched her sit upright, the
tears trying to stop falling, as she looked at him,
eagerly awaiting this something that she might be able
to do. "Since," He continued. "It means so much to you
to be a cheerleader, then why don't you stand up and
show me some of your cheers and I will see if that
raises your grades any."
She looked slightly confused, but stood up anyways. If
doing some cheers would bring her grades up and keep
her on the team then some cheers with what she will do.
She just had to stay on the team and keep her
scholarship; otherwise her parents might just kill her.
She moved in between the desk she had been sitting in
and his desk and began to do one of her more basic
cheers. This cheer had her moving around some and
involved some leg kicks where her foot came up to her
head. She purposely did these so that she was pointed
in his direction, hoping that this would help her out.
When she finished the cheer she looked and him
hopefully. "Well, how was that?"
He looked at her thoughtfully. "It was nice, but not
really what is needed to bring your grades up to
passing." He pauses to watch the look on her face go
from hopeful to crushed, again. Now was the time to
move her towards doing the "anything" he wanted her to
do. "Maybe you could show a bit more skin? That might
help your grades more."
She looked at her teacher, not sure if she really heard
what she thought she heard. "Show more skin?"
He smiled and nodded. "Yeah. Why don't you remove your
cheerleader uniform and do another cheer for me and we
will see what your grade is then."
She stood there for a second, unsure of what to do. On
one hand she didn't want to get out of her cheerleader
uniform in front of her teacher, but on the other she
needed to bring her grades up so she could stay on the
cheerleading team. As she stood there thinking her
teacher was watching her, knowing the inner turmoil she
was putting herself through, hoping that she would
choose to do as he suggested.
Finally she came to a decision and looked at him. "If
this will bring my grades up than I must do it." She
removed her cheerleading top first, revealing a white
undershirt which covered her bra and breasts. She them
removed her cheerleading skirt, leaving her
cheerleading panties on. She set her top and skirt on
her desk then got on position for another cheer. This
time she did one of the harder ones. This cheer
required her to do the splits to the floor and stand
back up again, a couple back flips, and a jump at the
end. The jump meant that she had to do the splits in
the air with her fingers touching her shoes while still
in the air.
When she finally stopped she was a little winded, but
she still looked at her teacher. "Please, was that good
enough for me to be passing?"
He shook his head as he looked at her. "While that was
much better, it still doesn't do much for your grades.
It brings them up to D's, which is still not passing."
She gasped. "But, but, I need to get my grades to
passing. Is there anything else I can do to bring my
grades up more?"
He looks thoughtful. "Would you do anything to get your
grades brought up?"
She almost shouts out her answer. "Yes, please. I would
do anything at all to bring my grades up. Please, you
have to help me."
He smiles as he looks at her. "Well, let's work on
getting your grades up. Maybe if you gave me a blowjob
we could get your grades to a C."
She looks very shocked as she hears this. "A, a
blowjob? That would get me to a C? Would that make me
be passing?" She sounds very uncertain.
He nods his head. "It might be able to. We’ll have to
see how good it is."
She sighs softly, but walks over to the desk. "I guess
I will just have to make it good." She hopes that she
is able to do a good enough job, having never done this
before.
He unzips his pants and takes them off, showing his
large hard cock. He sits back down in his chair and
motions her to come towards his cock.
She looks shocked at the size of his cock and just for
a moment thinks about leaving, but she really needs the
grade and to be able to stay as a cheerleader so she
drops to her knees, still in the clothes she did the
last cheer in. She takes her hands and places them on
his cock, a bit uncertainly, as this is new to her. She
slowly begins to move her hands up and down and slowly
moves her mouth towards his cock, but does put it in
her mouth yet.
He looks down at her. "Are you going to suck it or
not?"
She looks up in to his eyes for a moment, then drops
her eyes back to the cock in front of her and moves her
mouth forwards slowly until her lips are touching the
head of the cock. She sighs softly and opens her mouth
and moves forward even more, slowly taking the cock in
to her mouth. She stops there, but lets her tongue dart
around inside her mouth, caressing the cock head.
He lets out a small moan. "Oh yeah, keep that up you
little slut."
She is shocked to hear herself called a slut, but does
not remove the cock head from her mouth to complain;
instead she moves her head forward, taking more and
more of the cock in her mouth, her tongue continuing to
move around it. She starts to suck on it a bit as well.
When she feels the cock reach her throat she stops
moving forward, instead she starts to move her head
backwards a bit, then forward again, keeping up the
sucking and tonguing actions, but never taking the cock
fully to the base, never taking it in her throat.
He looks at her and notices she is not taking the whole
thing. "Come on slut; take it all the way in."
She pushes forward a bit more, trying to get more of
the cock in her mouth, but doesn’t seem able to do it.
She looks up at his eyes as she tries again and again,
without success. Her eyes show that she is determined
to do this right. She just needs a second to think.
He looks at her. "Come on, just take it in already."
She hears it in his voice that if she doesn’t do this
then she will not get her C, or be a cheerleader. She
has a thought and puts it in action. Her hands come up
and grab a hold of his ass. She pulls back off the cock
a bit and moves forward again. As the cock reaches her
throat she pushes her head forward again while pulling
his ass, and thus his cock, forward. This results in
his cock finally moving in to her throat, her nose
slamming forward until it can’t move anymore, resting
in his pubic hairs. She holds still for a moment before
moving backwards in a hurry, the cock leaving her mouth
as she gags and coughs a bit.
"Ok, then." He said, grinning at her. "If you can’t
take it in your mouth, we’ll have to find a different
place to put it then. So why don’t you take off your
clothes for me, like in a strip tease."
She coughs a bit more and rocks back on to her heels
and looks up at you. "Wha, What do you mean?" She
stutters a bit, staying on her knees. "A strip tease?"
"Yes, a strip tease." He smiles at her. "Where you take
off your clothes as slutty as you can."
She looks up at him, her eyes watering a bit, but she
says nothing as she stands up and takes a step back
from him. She grabs a hold of the bottom of her white
undershirt and slowly pulls it up over her head,
exposing her bra covered breasts.
He grins. "That’s good. Now move around and take off
the bra."
She looks resigned and begins to slowly sway her body
around. She reaches behind her back and unclasps her
bra, moving her hands to the straps and pauses for a
second before sighing and moving the bra down her arms
and off her breasts. She lets the bra fall to the
floor, but puts her arms in front of her breasts to
cover them up. "Please, haven’t I done enough to pass
and stay a cheerleader?" She pleads softly.
He shakes his head. "I’m sorry, currently you are at a
C, but you’re going to need to do better than that to
stay a cheerleader. So you had better move your arms
away from your tits and take off your panties."
Tears start to slowly roll down her face as she moves
her arms away from her breasts and down to her
cheerleader panties. She grabs a hold of them and
starts to lower them, exposing her regular panties
beneath them. She continues to lower the cheerleader
panties until they are down her legs and she steps out
of them, her shoes and socks still on her feet.
He smiles at her. "Very good, I’d say that gives you a
B. If you want an A you are going to have to have sex
with me."
With tears still falling she looks shocked and then a
bit happy. "I have a B? That is good, and passing. And
I can stay as a cheerleader."
He interrupts her. "Well, actually no. To get the B you
have to finish taking off your panties first. Then for
your A you will have to have sex with me."
She still looks shocked, but continued on. "Still, it
is a B and that is still passing." She hesitates just
for a moment before removing her panties, again
removing them over her shoes and socks. She then looks
up at him, her hands at her sides. "I am still a virgin
and want to stay that way, and since I don't need an A
to be passing and stay as a cheerleader then I don't
want to have sex."
He looks at her now nude form, taking it all in, and
then smiles as she admits that she is a virgin. He hit
the jackpot this time, a cheerleader AND a virgin.
"Yes, it is passing. But in this school, cheerleaders
have to have A's to compete."
She looks shocked and a bit dismayed, tears starting to
fall again. "What? I have to have an A?" She falls to
her knees in front of you. "Haven't I done enough for
an A? Please, I don't want to have sex yet." Her tears
are really falling now.
He shakes his head at her. "I'm sorry, but that's the
only way for the A." He smiles to himself, knowing that
she will do it.
She continues to cry while moving towards him a bit on
her knees. "Let me suck your cock again for an A,
please? I promise to do a better job of it this time."
He again shakes his head. "I'm sorry; the most that
would get you is a B ."
"Just a B ? Is there nothing else I can do to get an A?
I'm a virgin and want to stay that way. She pleads with
him as she grabs a hold of his cock with her hands and
begins to lightly jerk it, hoping for a change of mind.
He looks down at her and sees her wet pussy dripping
onto the floor. "Sex is the only way for an A."
She sighs deeply and continues to cry.
He looks down at her again. "It is your choice. We can
stop now and you can keep your virginity." He pauses
for a moment, waiting to see a glimmer of hope in her
eyes. When he sees it he continues. "Of course, that
would mean that you are off the cheerleading team." He
grins as he sees the hope in her eyes die. "Or, you can
give me your virginity by fucking me, have passing
grades, and stay on the cheerleading team. So it is
your choice if you want to keep being a cheerleader or
not."
She lets go of his cock but continues crying while
nodding. "If that is the only way I guess I have no
choice."
"Of course you have a choice." He says this as he lies
down on the ground. "Now, get down here, mount my cock
and ride it."
She watches him lay down on the ground, sighs, and then
she gets down on her knees, sitting so that her pussy
is near his cock, looking him in the face. "I, I'm not
sure what to do. I'm still a virgin and have never done
this before. Please is there nothing else I can do?"
She continues to cry softly while making one last plea.
He looks up at her face. "No, you have to do this if
you want to remain a cheerleader." As he tells her this
he takes his cock, lines it up with it up with her wet
virgin pussy and pushes it in to her, getting just the
head in. He is grinning as he does it, knowing that she
will soon be his.
She cries out as he shoves his cock in to her, even
though it does not go in very deep. "OUCH! Oh, that
hurts." She sits up a bit, though all that does is move
her so that her pussy is now directly above his cock.
She does not move herself off his cock though, the cock
head still inside her pussy. "Please, is that enough
for an A? Please don't make me do any more."
He looks at her with his cock barely in her pussy. "Now
why don't you drop down all the way on my cock, it will
be easier for you if you just do it yourself."
She looks at him with fewer tears in her eyes as she is
about all cried out. "Will it hurt less to do it that
way?"
He smiles up at her. "It won't hurt anywhere near as
much." He lied to her as he places his hands on her
hips.
She looks him in the eyes and steadies herself. Once
she is calm enough, just a few seconds, she spreads her
knees out. It is a good thing, well, good for him, not
her, that she is a flexible cheerleader because she is
able to do this easily. This action causes her to fall
straight down on his cock, impaling herself completely
on it, their pubic hairs mashing together As his cock
tears through her cherry and formally virgin pussy she
screams out in pain and looks ready to get off the cock
as she is in more pain than she can stand and wants the
pain to leave, the A and cheerleading be damned."
His hands tighten down her her hips, keeping his cock
in her newly deflowered pussy as he grins up at her,
pleased that she believed him. "Now, just sit there for
a minute and relax. The pain will be over in a minute."
She struggles to push herself up and off his cock, but
is not able to. "Please, let me get up and off. It
hurts so much. You said that it wouldn't hurt." She
continues to struggle for a moment, but does, in spite
of herself, begin to relax a bit and so the pain
lessons a little bit.
He looks at her and sees her starting to relax a bit.
Now they can get down to the fun part. "Now start
moving up and down on my cock you slut"
She looks down at him and slowly begins to move her
hips up, moving up just a few inches and then back down
again. She does this again and again, slowly moving up
and down a little farther each time.
He begins to meet her by thrusting his cock up into her
pussy whenever she moves down onto him.
As she feels him pushing up at her when she pushes down
and she starts to unconsciously push down a little
harder. She is moving a bit farther up and down his
cock, but not moving up much faster, though she is
starting to slam down faster and harder.
He starts thrusting up as far into her pussy as he can
each time she moves down on him. He knows that he is
giving her pleasure and he wants to enhance it.
She starts to moan a little as she begins to move up
and down faster and harder, moving up and down about
half way up and down his cock.
He moves his hands up to her breasts and begins to rub
them as she bounces up and down on him.
She starts to move herself up and down a little faster,
enjoying the feelings coming from her pussy as she
rides his cock. She puts her hands on his chest for
balance as she rides harder. She moans even louder as
he plays with her breasts.
He starts thrusting as hard as he can into her pussy
and twisting her breasts, wanting to bring her to an
orgasm. He slowly begins to feel the need to cum, but
wants to make her cum first.
She starts to bounce harder and faster on him. "Oh, I'm
starting to feel funny inside. What is happening to
me?" Despite her feelings she keeps on going.
He smiles up at her. "You are about to cum. Do good
girls cum when being fucked?" He asks her, but answers
the question himself. "No, good girls don't, but sluts
like you do." He continues to thrust in to her, knowing
that his cock is putting pressure on her clit, pushing
her over the edge. "Come on slut, cum for me."
His actions on her pussy and breasts, as well as his
words, push her over the edge and she slams down hard
upon him, her own orgasm washing over her." OH MY!!
THAT FEELS GREAT." She tries to push herself down even
more, enjoying the feelings that she is having at this
moment.
He grins at her, and then moves his hands down to her
hips, moving her up and down again, getting her to ride
his cock again. "You really are enjoying this, aren’t
you slut?"
She blushes a little as she realizes what she has done.
Despite this she starts riding him hard again. "I guess
I am a slut" She shouts.
He smirks at her. He can't hold it back any longer. He
grabs a hold of her hips and slams her back down on his
enlarging cock, embedding it all the way in. "Oh yes
slut, feel that, feel me cum inside you pussy." He
shoots load after load of hot sticky cum into her
pussy.
She pushes ever harder upon him and feels his cock grow
larger inside her and then going off. She shouts out as
his orgasm pushes her over the edge and her second
orgasm washes over her.
He grins at her as he feels the last spurt of cum leave
his cock. "Wow, you did enjoy yourself slut. Now, get
down on your knees and suck my cock hard again."
She looks down at him and start to blush again with the
shame of enjoying this. She doesn't say a thing as she
raises herself off of his cock, hearing it make a
popping sound as she finally gets all the way off it.
She backs up until her head is over his cock. She looks
down at his still hard, but slowly softening cock,
covered as it is with his cum, her own cum, and some
blood from her busted cherry. She does not say anything
but lowers her head upon it, taking as much of it as
she can in her mouth, not even gagging on the taste.
She, once again, does not take it down her throat
though.
He looks at her and smiles. "Come on you little slut.
Get me to cum in your mouth."
She starts to slowly move her mouth up and down on his
cock, sucking and licking it again, but still taking it
only in her mouth until the cock head touches her
throat, then back again.
He moans out loud. "Oh that is good, keep it up and
you’ll get an A for sure."
She keeps moving up and down on his cock, slightly
surprised as it starts to grow to full length again. Of
course, this means that she is sucking on less of his
sock as she still won't take it down her throat.
He decides that he wants his cock all the way in her
mouth. He reaches out and places his hands on her head
gently guiding her head up and down on his cock. When
he feels that she has accepted his hands there, he
waits until she is moving downward again and he pushes
her head down hard, while thrusting upward, forcing her
to take his cock deep in to her throat. He holds her
head there a second, letting her throat get used to it,
then moved her head up, far enough for her to get a
breath before moving her head back down upon his cock.
"Ahh, much better."
She is surprised at first when he places his hands on
her head, but quickly ignores them, instead
concentrating on sucking the cock in her mouth. She is
very shocked when he forces his cock in to her throat.
She tries to gag, but can't. After he has removed the
cock from her throat and then back in a few times she
finds that it is easier and she begins to take him in
to her throat without his assistance.
After having her suck on his cock for a while, he
begins to feel another load of cum building up in him.
"Get ready for it slut, I am about to cum again." He
pushes her head back down on his cock, forcing it deep
in her throat. He holds it there and feels his cock
expand in her already tight throat as he starts to
blast a load right down her throat.
She takes him in her throat, but gags slightly as his
cock expands and shoots his hot load down her throat.
After a couple of blasts he pulls her face off his
cock, letting the last few blasts hit her in the face
and drip down on to her tits. He smiles at the slut
that she has become.
She is able to breathe again when he pulls out of her
mouth. She feels his hot cum hit her in the face, and
then in the tits. She says nothing but sits there and
lets his cum go where it will.
He pushes her back on to her knees as he stands up in
front of her. "Look up at me slut." He looks down at
her, pleased that she looked up right away. He walks
right up to her, grabs his cock, and wipes it off on
her face and in her hair. When she offers no
resistance, he knows that she is his slut.
She sits there on her knees as he wipes his cock across
her face. She says nothing, but her mind is confused.
She did not want this, but she enjoyed is and even got
off, twice.
He finishes wiping his cock on her face, then walks
over and grabs his pants, putting them back on as he
talks to her. "Get up slut. Put your skirt and top back
on. We are going to take a little ride back to my
place." He gathers up her underclothing and puts it in
a bag.
She stands up and follows his instructions, not even
questioning that she is naked beneath her cheerleader
outfit. She follows him out of the room and to his car,
getting in the passenger seat. He gets in on the driver
side, and after a short drive, pulls in to his garage.
"Come on, let's go inside, and get comfortable again."
She gets out of the car and walks in to the house, with
him following behind her. As they step inside he kicks
his shoes off by the door and directs her to walk
farther inside, finally leading her to the kitchen.
"You are dressed like you should be for this slut, but
I seem to be over dressed." He watched her just stand
there for a moment, a blank look on her face. "Get over
here and undress me slut. Don't make me repeat myself."
He barks at her.
She looks started for a moment, then moves forward to
him. First, she unbuttons his shirt and after pulling
the bottom of it out from his pants, removes it, and
drops it to the floor. Then she unbuttons and unzips
his pants, pulling them down. This frees his mostly
flaccid cock. She kneels on the floor to finish
removing his pants, with him helping her a bit by
lifting first one leg, then the other. When she has
them off she starts to stand back up, but he places his
hands on her shoulders. "Since you are down there, go
ahead and suck me hard slut. We can't have too much fun
with it like it is." He grins at her.
She looks up at him, and then settles back down on her
knees. She takes his cock in her hands, and then wraps
her lips around it. She uses her tongue on the head as
she moves her head up and down the shaft, gently
sucking on his cock. Slowly, but steadily, his cock
begins to grow. She continues to suck on it, taking it
in her throat when she needs to, all the time working
on it to get it back to its full length.
When he feels his cock is at its full length he backs
up a step. "Stand up whore." As she does so, he leads
her over to the kitchen table. "I want you to bend over
this table." He waits for her to do so before
continuing. "Now, stay bent over it while I go grab
something. I don't want you to move at all." He quickly
steps out of the kitchen and can be heard going up the
stairs.
The table comes up almost to her waist, so it is not
that uncomfortable for her to be lying down upon the
table, still clad in her uniform. She hears him coming
back down the stairs but does not turn to look at him.
She hears him place something upon the table.
"Excellent. It is good when a slut obeys her master."
He walks around in front of her. "Reach out with your
arms and grab the edge of the table." He smiles as she
does so. "Good, now you will stay like that." He walks
back behind her. He kicks her feet a little farther
apart so that her stomach is resting on the table. This
also opens her up a little bit more for him. He grabs a
hold of her skirt and flips up the back of it. Seeing
her ass sticking up in the air he does not hesitate to
smack each cheek a couple times before caressing them.
She cries out, startled that he would spank her, but
she does not ask him to stop, knowing that it would not
do her any good. She hears him doing something else
behind her, but does not know what. She is surprised
when she feels a liquid falling on her ass and running
down to her pussy.
He takes one hand and grabs his cock, rubbing it around
the lubricant a little before putting the head up to
her pussy. "Time for a bit more fun slut." As he says
this, he shoves his hard cock back inside her, feeling
it slice in to her still tight pussy, until he is
buried balls deep in her. He lets out a moan of
pleasure and is pleased to hear one escape her lips as
well.
She lies there, feeling him start to move in and out of
her pussy slowly, not letting go of the table, and not
doing anything unless he asks her to. She is not immune
to the pleasure coming from her pussy though as he
starts to fuck it good. She does not even become
startled when he begins to play with her ass. She is a
bit surprised when she feels his fingers touching her
asshole, but as his fingers feel slimy and wet it does
not hurt any, so she does not say anything.
He looks down and sees his cock sawing into her pussy,
knowing that is not where he wants it to be. As much as
he wants to ram it in to her asshole, he knows that if
he plays his cards right, she will become even more of
a slut. Therefore, instead of sticking his cock there,
he instead uses his fingers, rubbing lubricant all over
the puckered hole and inside it. Slowly he works one
finger inside, then a second. All the time his cock is
working her over, building her towards another orgasm.
She starts to moan even louder, the pleasure she is
feeling from both the cock in her pussy and the fingers
in her ass is incredible. She is able to push back at
him some and as this gives her more pleasure, she
increases her own speed. "More, just a bit more. I'm
about to cum again."
He smiles to himself as he watches her, knowing she is
about to cum, knowing that the time is right for him to
finish her training. And so, he stops, taking a step
back away from her. His fingers leave her asshole and
his cock he pulls out the way out of her pussy.
She cries out in frustration as he pulls out from her.
Her body still pushes back, trying to find his cock.
Even so, she does not remove her hands from the edge of
the table. "NO!" She screams. "I'm so close. Put it
back in. I need to cum so bad. Put it back in me." She
starts to buck on the table, but comes no closer to
cumming.
"You want me to stick it back in do you? Okay, I can do
that." He steps forward and lets his cock touch her
pussy lips. But, instead of putting his cock in her
pussy, he backs up an inch, removing that contact. He
then puts two fingers back in her asshole. "Is that
what you want?" He asks her while starting to slowly
work his fingers in and out of her asshole.
She cries out in frustration at being so close, but not
being able to cum. "No! Put your cock in my pussy." She
begs him.
"Why should I do that? You seem to be getting pleasure
from having my fingers in your asshole." He grins at
her, even though she cannot see him. "Maybe I should
put my cock in your ass instead. What do you think
about that?"
She shakes her head. "No, don't put it there. Put it
back in my pussy." Despite her brave words, she can
feel that his actions in her ass are working her closer
to cumming.
"No, you don't want it there? Okay, I can stop." With
this, he pulls his fingers out of her ass and waits for
her. He does not have to wait long.
She cries out in frustration again. "Please." She begs
him. "Please fuck my pussy. Please make me cum."
"No." He says sharply. "If you want to cum you will
have to ask me to fuck you in the ass."
"No, please, anything but that. Just put in back in my
pussy for a minute, that is all it will take." She
starts begging him again. "Don't put it in my ass."
"I guess you won't be cumming then." He takes another
step back.
"Wait!" She cries out. "I need to cum so bad. Please
put it in my pussy and make me cum."
He shakes his head. "Your choice again. Either ask me
to fuck you in the ass, or you don't get to cum." He
grins, knowing what her choice will be, and how we will
be able to humiliate her even farther.
She bucks a few more times on the table, but is not
able to make herself cum. "Fine. Fuck me in the ass.
Just let me cum."
"I don't think so." He says and can see the frustration
run through her body. "You didn't ask me the right
way."
"And what is the right way to ask you?" She asks him,
slightly afraid to know.
"First, you will need to remove your hands from the
table." He begins, knowing that this will completely
break her, making her his slut for as long as he wants
her to be. "Then you will take your hands, grab your
ass cheeks, and spread them apart. Once they are spread
a part you will say to me 'Please sir. I am a slut. I
am your slut. Please take your cock and fuck my ass
with it. Please fuck my ass so that I may cum sir. I
will become your slut for all time.' Do this, and say
this, and I will fuck you and let you cum."
She shakes her head. "I'm not going to do or say that."
"Then I guess you won't be cumming." He turns around.
"I guess we are done then."
"No, wait. I have to cum." She hears him turn back
around, and hesitates only a moment longer before
removing her hands from the tables' edge. She reaches
behind her, and feels her ass cheeks. She grabs them
and pulls them a part. "Do I really have to say the
rest, sir?"
He takes a step forward. "Yes, you need to say the
rest."
She takes a breath and begins speaking. "Please sir. I
am a slut. I am your slut. Please take your cock and
fuck my ass with it. Please fuck my ass so that I may
cum sir. I will become your slut for all time." As she
says this, she knows that she speaks the truth, that
she will be his slut.
He steps forward and places his hard cock at the
entrance to her asshole, feeling that she has accepted
that she is his slut. "Good slut. And I, your master,
will give you want you want." And with that, he pushes
his cock in to her ass, getting it about a third of the
way in.
She cries out in pain as her ass virginity is taken,
but feels the pleasure of her orgasm building again.
"Please sir. Fuck my ass, make me cum."
He grabs the sides of the table with his hands. "Only
if you are sure that is what you want slut."
She tries to push back, but cannot. "Yes it is. Fuck my
ass, fuck my ass now!"
He pushes forward with his cock and pulls backwards
with his arms, sinking his cock all the way in her ass.
He is pleased to feel that this has caused her orgasm
to hit her, making her scream out in pleasure. "Yes!
Fuck my ass; make me cum again and again."
"Certainly slut." He drags his cock back out until just
the head is in, and then slams it back forward again.
He starts to fuck her ass, slowly at first but then
building up speed until he is slamming her in to the
table with his thrusts.
She cannot believe the pleasure that she is feeling
from him fucking her ass. She knows that she will do
this again. She knows that she will do whatever he
wants her to do. "Fuck my ass sir! Fuck it hard!" She
shouts out in pleasure as she cums again, then again.
He can feel her cumming repeatedly beneath him as he
pounds away at her, feeling is own orgasm coming on.
"I'm going to cum in your ass slut, and then you are
going to use your mouth to clean my dick off." He
laughs.
"Yes sir." She replies. "Cum in my ass, your slut's
ass, fill it with your hot cum." Her body is in a
constant state of orgasm now.
He fucks her ass just a bit more before slamming his
cock in her fully and groaning loudly. "Here is comes
slut." He feels his cum enter her ass. Spurt after
spurt enters her ass, filling it full. He leaves his
cock in her ass until he feels it start to soften. He
pulls out of her ass. "Okay slut, clean me off."
She gets off the table, turning around and getting on
her knees to take his cock in her mouth. She can feel
his cum leaking out of her ass on to the floor. She
works her mouth and tongue all over his cock until he
pushes her head off it. "No, clean up the mess you made
on the floor." She turns herself around and gets on her
hands and knees and licks up his cum from the floor.
"What a good slut you are." He says to her, pleasure
sounding in his voice. "I am sure that we will have
much more fun together in the future." He smiles down
at her.
She looks up at him and smiles, know that she will do
this again. "Thank you, master. I look forward to it
all, to being your slut."
The End... for now.
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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