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Josh’s cock was a protrusion of aching granite, the pre-cum oozing like syrup all over his knuckles. The scene to which he was bearing witness had all but overwhelmed him. Pretty Christina, his one-off fuck from the restaurant, had been turned into an orgasm-raddled play toy before his eyes, with her precious Miss Winter extracting the climax. The sixth-form student was shuddering out of control, Gavin releasing her breasts so that they could shiver and bounce all through her helpless pleasure. She was emitting unearthly moans, spilling juice all over her whore-teacher’s delving tongue. A picture of blond naked schoolgirl indignity—so wrong, yet so fucking cock-bulgingly right. That his machinations had helped put her here made the young chef’s ego swell to bursting along with his dick.

The guilt he had experienced earlier threatened a return, but the visual was so affecting there was no room for it. As Christina writhed in her ecstasy, Josh went beyond mere enjoyment; that word did not begin to describe what he felt. The evening had achieved a near-rapturous quality, like he had entered a virtual erotic fantasy. I made this. I fucking made it. Jesus, look at it!

It was all he could do to wrestle back control of his feverish situation. Gavin would expect him, however, to do more than stand like a fool and watch the show. Hell, he expected better of himself. As Christina’s knees buckled and her whole body melted in tune with her pussy, he rose from kneeling to catch her. The teacher still had a tight hold of her ass, tongue lapping the last from that spasming senior schoolgirl, but Josh took the weight of her wilting upper body.

“On your knees, sweetheart,” he said.

Amanda let her go and she sank semi-delirious to the floor, Josh guiding her into position. He was insane with arousal, his cock a monolith of forged steel before her. “Suck it,” he said, unbuckling his trousers so he could tower unimpeded. She blinked up at his face for a moment, those pretty eyes clouded with post-orgasmic bewilderment. Then his erection became all her focus and her mouth stretched wide for him, the fingers of both hands lighting on his hips. He held his breath as her cherry-red lips closed around him and she sucked.

Oh fuck, thank you. He didn’t know who would hear the prayer of a selfish bastard, but his mind cried out to those filthy gods with gratitude; he didn’t deserve this good fortune, but it had come his way nonetheless. Every nerve ending in his cock rejoiced under the wet vacuum of Christina’s sweet mouth.

“That’s it, darling. Suck it how you know I like. Use that dirty mouth on me.” He unbuttoned his shirt and chucked it away, staring down into Christina’s eyes all the while, returning her earnest cock-sucking gaze. “Fuck …” he groaned, stroking back the short blond hair from her exquisite features. She worked him with a gorgeous steady rhythm. “Jesus, you look so fucking beautiful with your mouth stretched wide like that. I love it when a sweet-faced girl gets dirty. C’mon, Chris, suck my cock. Show me how much you love it. Show teacher.”

Putting words to that last thought felt sensational. Amanda’s was fixating on the girl, eyes full of enjoyment at her student’s sluttiness. Christina took Josh deeper and slurped harder, head bobbing and eyes full of lust—along with that last hint of resentment at his betrayal. Beside her in the lime bikini thong Amanda was more evenly balanced between arousal and anger. Her big rose-nippled breasts heaved on every breath as she observed Christina’s fellating efforts. Gavin was scrutinising too, his smile a challenge as he watched his nephew’s progress. Josh couldn’t waste the opportunities presented by this unique dynamic, not with his uncle looking on.

It took all the focus he had left to address the teacher. “Think your pupil’s got good technique?” The woman’s glare was fuel to his already raging lust. “Think she’s taking it deep enough or do you need to take charge of this lesson? Go on, Amanda, make her swallow it deeper.”

He studied both girls’ faces as Amanda brought the notion to life and their expressions filled him with elation. The teacher looked fit to kill him as she knelt, fingers curling into her student’s hair, but a part of her, he felt sure, was impressed. Christina was simply shocked.

“Go on,” Miss Winter hissed in the teen bombshell’s ear as she applied pressure. “Take that fucker’s cock right down.” Christina’s eyes grew wide as she was pushed past her gag-reflex and took Josh all the way into her throat. The grating squelch was music, the wide-stretched lips an image of the utmost beauty, more so because teacher was holding her there in place around the base of his shaft.

Amanda dragged the girl off so she could catch her breath amid a mess of spit. The student was still gasping wetly when her teacher shoved her back onto him, making her throat attack his thick length to its root, eyes wide and startled.

“That’s it, right to the back. Swallow that fucking cock!” Amanda’s face was livid with angry desire, her voice allowing the girl no quarter. Her gaze drilled into Josh as she pumped her student’s head on his shaft, so that he squelched deep in Christina’s throat, the sound obscene and gorgeous. Then she held her beautiful young charge gurgling in place, fingers rumpling that blond hair lovingly. “This what you were looking for, you filthy bastard?”

Josh’s head swam and he gripped Christina’s head, fingers wrapping Amanda’s, for support. “Oh yeah, oh fuck, it’s so what I was looking for.” The schoolgirl’s throat was squeezing his cock like a cunt and he laughed in feverish ecstasy. “Oh my fucking God …”

Once more Amanda pulled the girl off so she could suck in air, saliva dangling from her lips and chin. Every inch of him dripped with her. He’d never felt so gloriously male as he did now—his cock spit-glazed and hovering before Christina’s panting mouth, the teacher controlling her on his whim. “Damn—you like pushing your students, don’t you, Mandy?” Her murderous glare when he used the shortened version of her name was priceless. It fired him to new daring. “Let’s see you lead by example, Miss Winter. Your turn. Suck my fucking cock and suck it good. Show her how it’s done.”

For a split-second her eyes shot pure venom. Then she pushed Christina aside, grabbed the base of his cock and gobbled him. Fuck! Her mouth was as greedy as it was talented. Josh stared down in wonder as his cock was power-sucked by the busty schoolteacher, her cheeks concave and her head bobbing vigorously. She grabbed his ass and took him all the way down, fucking him with her throat, eyes still blazing like she would as soon have used her teeth on him. He had to admire her style as she worked him with the succulent pump of her mouth, tongue blanketing his shaft, lips surging ever further. If she had her way he’d be emptying his balls in seconds. He pulled her off before she had a chance to complete the task.

For a moment he struggled to regain composure and to calm his twitching cock. “Your teacher knows what she’s fucking doing,” he told Christina, who had been staring wide-eyed through the entire display. He seized her by her short locks, keen to take control once more. “Come on, blondie, let’s see how closely you were paying attention.” Christina glanced at Amanda as though for encouragement; then with a look as serious as it was eager, she opened wide, took a dive and filled her mouth with cock once more. She was busier this time, more focused and committed, all wetness sealed in as she slurped him luxuriously. Josh groaned, giving himself up to the bobbing attentions of that pretty blond head.

In the background Gavin was clearly enjoying his nephew’s efforts to steer the situation. He stripped casually as he watched, calm and ready in all aspects. Josh stroked Christina’s hair and grinned at the rebellious Amanda, as Gavin prepared to enter the lustful fray. Good. Teacher needed taming and his uncle was the man for the job.

Time to show both these hot bitches their place in the evening’s proceedings. Time to give it to them good …

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Josh was proving his uncle’s nephew, Amanda thought, and the treacherous part of her could not help but admire the bastard’s chutzpah. He had young Christina sucking like his besotted slut-girlfriend, like no one called Gabe existed in the universe, and he’d tried to make the teacher his slut as well. It’s not going to happen, you cocky fuck. I’ll eat you alive if you try. It was undeniably delicious, though, how he was mastering the student; she watched the girl’s cock-guzzling subservience and could not control how much it excited her. That she had been complicit in the young woman’s debasement brought a sharp conflict of emotions.

“Just like old times, right?” that hated sexy voice said. “Face it, Mandy, you love to party this way.”

She looked up and found herself in the shadow of Gavin’s cock. It swayed over her, a wonder of natural engineering, as the bastard-in-chief took his place beside his nephew. Christ, every inch of his naked body looked majestic, none more so than those of his thick-veined phallus. His palm stroked it leisurely in all its glorious extension. Hunger and hatred warred within her, as he teased her hair and drew her face to himself. “Go on, Miss Winter, you’re a woman for all fucking seasons. Now do what you do best.”

Damn him—he didn’t know the whole of her, but he sure as hell understood the Mandy part. She focused on her hunger, tongue cleansing his shaft of trickling pre-cum, before she stretched wide and took him into her mouth. Hot, throbbing and delicious. She welcomed it when his hands closed on her head and bore her down onto him, so that she could suck deep.

“Call it a refresher course,” Gavin said, entwining his fingers and keeping her in place as she massaged his arrogant length with her mouth. “You sucked your share of dick back in the day, right Mandy?”

Fuck—I did, and it was great.

“I’m not judging you, you had every right. And you taught yourself to take it right the way down, didn’t you?” He squeezed on the back of her head and made her swallow his thickness deep down her throat. “Like any healthy red-blooded young woman should—satisfying her desires, however carnal.” He dragged her messily off him and she panted at his feet, drool spilling onto her chest from her lips.

“But a girl gets out of practice. Domesticity doesn’t allow for the same opportunities—does it, Mandy?”

“No,” she muttered resentfully. Not that he’d ever understand making that kind of deal with life.

“Well now you get to brush up on your skills, don’t you?”

She wrapped her mouth about him and sucked, her action lewd and delicious against the rigidity of the fucker’s huge shaft. “Very nice,” he said. “Keep that up. Everybody’s mouth full of cock, just how it should be. You bitches are both in school now.”

Amanda burned inside at his goading, but she did not break her rhythm. Teacher and student were kneeling naked side by side, heads bobbing as they served their respective blackmailer’s pleasure. Hell, I’d like to make you bastards suck each other. But recourse to payback was for some other time. All she could do for now was to feast on hard dick along with her sixth-form co-fellatrix, while the fuckers chatted.

“So Josh, how’s your entertainment for the evening?”

“Fucking quality. Yours?”

“Likewise. There’s no slut like a cheating slut, you remember that. Take Mandy here. She’s taking time out from her fiancé and she does the thing properly, or what would be the point? Look at her go at my dick. Christ, you think she ever sucks her partner that way?”

Damn you to hell. She devoured as she cursed and took solace in that fact that he was loving it, however much he did the ‘casual’ act. Did the fucker have to rub her deception in her face? Shit, what was she thinking? Of course he did.

“Mandy, remind me of your fiancé’s name …” He pulled her mouth off his cock.

“Rob,” she replied, voice thick with saliva and resentment.

“Good old Rob,” Gavin said, stopping her mouth again with a plunging thrust. “Good old lucky oblivious Rob. And what about your sweet young lady, Josh? Which beau has she left jerking off alone this evening?”

“Well, Chris?” Josh demanded, extracting himself. “You heard him. What’s your boyfriend called?”

“G-Gabe,” Christina spluttered, a mess of drooling abasement. “He’s called …” But Josh plugged her face again before she could even finish the sentence.

“Rob and Gabe,” Gavin said, his monologue taking on an edge of enjoyment as it proceeded. “Fine upstanding gents and caring lovers, no doubt. Yet here their girls are, butt-naked in a show-house and guzzling on other men’s dicks. And neither will ever know, as long as you keep on being good whores. The cheating slut teacher and her cheating slut student protégé. You must be proud how much she takes after you, Mandy.”

Shut up, shut up talking you fucker. At least let me suck your cock in peace …

“But she’s still in training. Time to do more mentoring, don’t you think?” He extracted his cock from Mandy’s mouth, moved to Christina and dragged her off Josh with a firm grasp of the girl’s hair. The student stared in shock at the pair of erect cocks that now swayed before her face. “I don’t think she’s ever had to cope with two on one before, do you, Mandy? How about some encouragement from the expert?”

Having been reminded of the stakes Amanda did not hesitate. “Do it, girl, grab those dicks and get busy. What are you fucking waiting for?”

The girl responded with surprising alacrity, reaching out and stretching her delicate fingers around the massive wet trunks. Maybe she too feared the threat of exposure as she began to massage up and down. Or maybe she was forgetting the original reason for her being there and giving in to filthy urges awakening within her eighteen-year-old soul; there was enough fascination in her face as she regarded her own gliding palms.

Amanda had clear recollection of the first time she had jacked two guys—on a picnic rug in Cornwall summer of ‘01—and of all the sensations of decadence that accompanied. Of course the cocks had been less huge, the choice her own and no teacher had been in attendance to spur her on. Aside from those minor considerations, the situations were identical.

“That’s it, Christina, wank those cocks, both of them, base to tip. Feel how fucking huge they are. Spit on them, get those big poles nice and slippery.” She spat fulsomely on Gavin’s shaft to help lube the girl’s efforts. “Now you.” Christina spat saliva all over Josh’s shaft and persisted in her act of dual masturbation. Goddamn, what a delicious treat she was, how earnest and angelic her face as she pumped those horny bastards’ cocks with her fists. Amanda couldn’t help but indulge her most illicit, most evil urges.

If not tonight, when ever?

“Come on, darling, get to work. Suck those big delicious dicks while you wank them. Teacher wants to watch, baby. Show Miss what you can do, what a hot young woman you are.”

Christina went for Josh first, slurping away as she gripped both shafts, at the cock with which she was better acquainted. She guzzled him long and deep, giving her best work so far that evening.

“That’s it, you’ve done the nephew. Now suck on the uncle. Suck your Uncle Gavin.”

Josh gave a choked laugh at that and Gavin seemed amused as well. Christina quailed as her mouth gaped to take in the bigger more experienced cock for the first time, but then she stretched and engulfed, eyes wide at taking in so much.

“That’s it,” Amanda urged, as Christina sucked heroically on Gavin’s jaw-aching proportions. “Get your mouth around it. Suck it deep and slow. Keep sharing the love.” The girl managed it. Amanda looked on entranced as her student alternated between the men, bestowing the liquid favours of her mouth equally on their two great fuck-poles. The sixth-former was losing herself to whorishness like she had never done before, boyfriend be damned.

Gonna be your dirty girl tonight, gonna be your dirty girl, the vocalist on the music track promised, as if speaking on Christina’s behalf to everyone else in the room. The urgency of Josh’s dance mix continued to subtly power the evening’s decadence. He’d selected his tunes well, this boy.

“Tell her what she is,” he ordered Amanda, mesmerised by the younger girl’s performance. “Tell her what she is and what she’s going to get.”

Amanda told her and, heaven help her, she enjoyed the telling. “You’re a slut, Christina.” Just like me. “You’re a filthy cock-sucking slut and you fucking love it. Now work those cocks and work them good, because they’re going to be fucking you soon. Fucking you hard.”

“Damn right,” Josh said, like he meant it. Gavin controlled himself and smiled, fingers teasing Christina’s hair.

Amanda thrust her hand inside her sodden panty-thong and frigged herself. She’d been blackmailed, cheapened and used that evening, but hot damn, this was an amazing show—one she wanted to see right to its finish.

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Oh God, so much cock, so much big wet cock … Josh’s was impressive, and his uncle’s was bloody gigantic. I mean seriously? It had been all she could do to get her mouth around it. Together they had reared and bobbed before her, etched in all their erectile glory; now her dainty hands and mouth were doing all they could to tame these monsters. Hot phallic flesh pulsed in both her palms, pre-cum oozing all over her tongue, while her teacher spat the most filthy phrases. “Come on, Christina, fucking suck those dicks. Where’s that schoolgirl slut? I want to see her. Fucking show me!”

She was a slut, a ‘cheating slut’, and she’d known it for weeks before Gavin had said the words. Gabe’s name was floating vaguely in her mind as she performed, but she could not, did not want to picture his face, not while she was sucking. Right now he’d be busy with an essay for college, while her dad would be tending his garden, her mum relaxing with a book—unaware that a few miles off his sweet girlfriend, their precious daughter, was naked on her knees with her hands and her mouth full of throbbing dick. Man-dick, too. No boys here, just grown-up males with cunning and imagination to match their filthy lust.

God, I’m so dirty … Such a dirty girl … I’m like the girl in song. I’m her!

She moaned the thought inwardly as she slobbered on Gavin’s cock and watched the drool spill down towards his base. She thought it as she licked Josh all the way from his balls up his shaft and swallowed him again, clutching his glans in the back of her throat to show that she could. It wasn’t the doing it that made her dirty. (She had been robbed of that choice due to her own folly.) It was the fact that beneath the shame and anger lay the dreadful truth—this excited her more than anything she had ever known. Could she have undone it all in that moment, she’d opt to stay. The realisation shamed her, and shame drove the thrill, and so it went on, spiralling into thrilling gooey cock-sucking mayhem.

Be like Miss. Do the thing properly, a treacherous voice in her head told her. If you’re cheating with one man, why not cheat with two? Don’t think, just experience. Guzzle on the nephew and his sexy uncle. Grab all the dick provided you and prove yourself a filthy fucking whore. God, where had that come from? What the hell was happening to her? What all her friends would think of her if they knew …

The guilty pang had no time to resonate. Josh, it seemed, had been pushed across a line.

“Shit, I need to fuck her.”

“Fair enough.” Gavin pulled her to her feet with her mouth still dripping. She wobbled and stumbled in her heels before his naked frame. “Let’s take her to the sofa.”

His gaze held hers for an instant and the playful mockery in those eyes consumed her. The same lust was there as that she saw in Josh, only controlled and channelled. This man was clear-minded enough to see right through her assumed girlishness, to strip her all over again, this time psychologically. You’re loving this, Christina. You’re not a girl, you’re a hot, lusty young woman and you’re fucking loving every moment. There was no hiding her true emerging self from him.

They both gripped her and took her where they wanted, all brawn and swaying cocks. She was manhandled onto the sofa and put on hands and knees with her thighs spread. For a brief moment she glimpsed Amanda staring at it all, one hand plunged down her thong. Teacherly concern had been displaced by voyeuristic glee. You’re on your own now, sweetie, she could have been saying. Enjoy it, because you’re going to get so, so fucked.

Then Gavin’s groin, his mighty spear of a cock, obscured her view as he kneeled in position before her. Josh was already climbing on behind, jostling between her parted legs. “My nephew has good taste and good instincts,” Gavin said, as he guided Christina’s mouth to his swollen glans. “You’re no ordinary schoolgirl. Suck it.”

She took his hugeness into her mouth, already bracing for the first stroke from behind. Josh was fitting himself to her, the lips of her cunt parting easily for him. Gavin’s hand closed firmly in her hair so that her mouth was fixed upon him, lips stretched into a screaming-wide O even before the initial thrust. Oh God … Oh God … Oh …

Josh grabbed her rump in two firm handfuls and drove the head of his cock to her cunt’s depths, his balls slamming into the cheeks of her ass.

Fuck! She had to moan her astonishment around Gavin’s cock as she was filled up by that of his nephew. Gavin gripped her tight so that her mouth remained stuffed, as Josh began to expend all his pent-up frustration at the rear of her body. She’d known from experience the guy could fuck hard, but now he went insane on her, ramming his cock as far inside her as he could on every stroke. His hands clutched the meat of her buttocks as he stretched and pounded her.

“Yeah – Yeah – Yeah – Fuck …” All his cocky banter and hot talk was replaced by staccato syllables of pure lust that accompanied each smack of his groin on her ass. And every impact served to impale her mouth on Gavin’s shaft.

“Look at me, sweetheart,” the older men instructed her, and she found herself locked into his mesmerising stare, even as Josh’s cock wrecked her pussy. “That’s it, suck while you’re fucked. Make Miss Winter proud.” Her eyes flicked to the side and there was Amanda, having crawled around for better vantage, face flushed and hand still working hard inside her panty. “See?” Gavin’s face was calm, but emanating gratification. “She loves seeing her favourite student get fucked at both ends. Now show her you can learn independently. Show her you’re more than a fuck-toy. Get sucking properly.”

She did, for all that she was having the hell banged out of her from behind. She swallowed down as much of Gavin’s cock she could manage, sucking and stroking with her tongue, showing her beloved and perverted teacher that she could take a proactive role in the ménage, that she was more than a doll to be fucked. Gavin was pleased with her too, mussing her hair and enjoying her more fully. He reached under her with one broad palm and set about milking her suspended tits—pinching and squeezing.

“Oh yes, you’re quite the comely young woman, aren’t you?” he said, voice hoarse with arousal. “And naturally horny with it. You’ll take a lot of satisfying after tonight. Your boyfriend won’t be able to cope with your cravings. You’ll want more cock than he’s able to supply.”

He shoved her inches-further onto himself, making her gag and choke from his massiveness in her throat. Then as quickly he pulled her up and free of him, grinning a savage grin. “See, Christina? You’re a girl who knows how to get with a program. I’ve got a reward in mind if you want it.”

Josh was shafting her so recklessly she could hardly stammer her wary response. “W-What reward?”

“Would you like me to fuck your teacher in front of you?”

“I … I …” She turned her head towards Amanda, but Gavin seized her jaw and pulled her back so that she was staring into the furnace of his eyes.

“Look at me, not her. Do you want me to fuck the shit out of your teacher while you watch? Answer.”

The woman who had taken such delight in her being bundled to the sofa to be taken front and rear—watch her get a taste of the same? “Yes. Yes I do.” It was clearly what Amanda wanted anyway.

“Good girl.” Gavin kissed her, his mouth hot and hard. Even though Josh was continuing to storm her cunt, the moment consumed her. His lips on hers were like a seal of approval and something inside her loved it.

Then he blew her mind all over again.

She watched through her own fucking as Gavin took possession of Miss Winter. This strapping naked man virtually leaped onto the bosomy schoolteacher where she knelt on the floor and ripped her thong clean off. When it tangled on her heels, he tore them off along with it, before stuffing the sodden panty into her gasping mouth. “Keep it there.” Amanda’s eyes widened like not even she could believe his dominance. Now he was gripping her under her arm and hoisting her from the carpet, his other palm connecting with a splat against her bare ass. His great erection was swinging, her breasts jolting, as he whacked her buttocks repeatedly. “Come on, Mandy. Let’s see what you’re made of. Apart from tits and ass, that is.”

He put her over the sofa’s arm so that she was face to face with Christina. The teacher’s eyes registered excitement—that or alarm, her student was not sure which—as her fierce lover wrestled her into place. He paused and went to the centre of the room, scooping her discarded bikini top from the floor. Amanda followed his progress with the same wide eyes, and then he was behind her again, binding the strip of lime-green material around her face so that her mouth was gagged.

“Bite on it,” he said, pulling it tight and gripping at the back of her head with one hand. She carried out the instruction instinctively while he positioned himself behind her, grabbed her hip and thrust.

Christina was already full of cock, but she felt it more when Gavin penetrated Amanda. His grunt was ferocious, Miss Winter’s response a muffled scream, and the schoolgirl knew he’d driven it inside her to those big shaven balls of his. Josh was big and every stroke let her know it, but Christ—she’d seen close up the inches Uncle Gavin packed and now he was ramming them inside her teacher without mercy. His face was set in a stony grimace, his frame tense with effort as he fucked. Every muscle was straining to beautiful effect, his body a paradigm of unleashed masculine energy as he hauled on the bikini-top and sank himself over and over, pounding faster than the thump-thump-thump of the music.

On the end of it all Amanda Winter was thrashing, reined in and champing at Gavin’s improvised bit. Her face trickled sweat, breasts oscillating dramatically, as he shafted her to fullness on every thrust. “Remember this, Christina,” Gavin grunted in the midst of his lustful endeavours. “Next time she’s being … ultra-professional at the front of the class … giving you your homework … remember what she looks like now.”

Oh God … She looked a magnificent angry whore, teeth clenched on the taut bikini strand, eyes ablaze in a sexy fury. And Christina had asked to see this. She almost felt sorry, but how could she be when her teacher seemed so utterly alive? When they got to share this moment of wicked transgression, crammed full with cock together on the same sofa, by uncle and nephew? We’re cheating sluts, Miss … Well at least we’re cheating together. Her hand felt for Amanda’s and her teacher’s fingers closed around hers. Josh’s dick pistoned in and out of her clutching cunt and in that crazy moment she and Amanda shared the blissful solidarity of the fucked.

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There was something glorious in the camaraderie Josh experienced as he shafted opposite Gavin. Ploughing sexy student and her hot teacher in union was the zenith of male bonding. Christina’s slippery cunt would have been a sensational treat for his dick on any occasion; he had been shafting it hard enough while her mouth had been stuffed with his uncle’s cock. Once Gavin put the shit-hot ex-model teacher on the sofa and began slamming it into her, however, everything stepped up to a gear he had not realised existed.

He was the mirror-image now of the man he had idolised since his earliest adolescence, seizing life like he had hold of the blond student’s ass and ruthlessly taking his pleasure. He sped up his strokes into the girl to keep time and match ferocity with Gavin, body sweating with exertion as he speared her to her sweet moist centre. She was stretched out before him, lithe and busty at once, her fresh young form an impetus to hard shafting. But now he had Amanda as additional aphrodisiac, all her womanly attributes harnessed and on display. She was biting down on the strand of nylon held tight across her mouth and her tits undulated in spectacular fashion as Gavin screwed the fuck out of her. And through it all his filthy music mix provided the perfect pumping soundtrack.

Check this shit out, his mind screamed to the Universe. The fabulous Miss Winter and her prize pupil, taking it from behind on the same sofa from the McClain boys. Inspired by this thought Josh flung the hardest fuck he had ever mustered into Christina, reaching forward and grappling her, shoulder and tit, to maximise the sense of how fully he owned this girl’s gorgeous flesh.

Sensory and psychological overload was achieved in that moment. The rush came on him swiftly and his first instinct was to pump all he had into his girl for the night. But it occurred that Gavin might want access with no sloppy legacy from his nephew and hurriedly he opted for plan B. Pulling out he had a notion of letting the hot teacher suck him dry as Gavin’s employee Clarissa had done mid-fuck on his twenty-first birthday. But her mouth was stoppered and there was no time to clear it. He paused fatally, unable to turn around in time to Christina before his balls clenched hard. Cum shot free of him in great ropes, splattering across the wood-tiled floor. He seized his pumping shaft and clutched Christina’s hair for support, managing to direct the final few jets across Amanda’s shuddering tits, before he petered out.

Gavin was laughing as he thrust and there was even amusement in the teacher’s eyes, he was sure of it, to see the young stud fuck up this way. Sexual release was tinged with embarrassment and he gripped Christina’s hair even tighter in his attempt to salvage his dignity. “Lick my cum off her tits,” he ordered, pushing his girl’s face close to Amanda’s surging bosom. Christina did admirably for a youngster screwed delirious, lapping her mentor’s globes and sucking those big nipples clean of translucent white spunk. “Now clean me up.” The dazed blonde attended to his flagging cock, licking and sucking him free of all he oozed. The dutiful air with which she did it was almost sweet, considering how shamelessly he had used her.

“Good girl,” he said, stroking her face. “Wait there. I need some water, but I’m not done with you yet. Either of you.” He shot Amanda a look as he said it. The teacher might think he was drained, but Christina would be aware from their recent weekend of his recuperative abilities. He strode naked into the kitchen, leaving his uncle to make wreckage of Amanda’s pussy, while the pretty blonde lolled in a well-pounded daze.

The show-house was well-stocked and he filled a glass at the sink, gulping down water and enjoying the sensation of it rehydrating his body’s depleted supply. That had been one insane bout of shagging, driven by circumstances so erotic they defied belief. Orgasm had cleared his head, however, so that excitement no longer overwhelmed all his senses. He was past ‘this can’t be happening’ and had moved on to ‘fuck yes, it is—now let’s capitalise’.

Gavin had been right. “Those two? They’ll start the evening reluctant, but it won’t last long. Get them both in touch with their inner freak and then enjoy the party.”

He’d held his nerve, retained control and just about side-stepped humiliation when he came—although he’d still pay back Amanda for her smirking condescension. I’ll school you both, exactly like Gavin’s doing. As he chugged down the last of the water, he considered the contents of his bag—items procured in a fever of sex-dreams over the past few days, preparation born of the most filthy schoolboy imaginings. And to think that most schoolboys did nothing more than imagine …

“I want you to impress me.” He recalled Gavin’s words from earlier that day as the water reinvigorated. “I’ll set the evening in motion, but you’ll be taking charge before it’s through. Tonight’s a one-shot deal. We can’t chance taking this any further, so make the most of it. Make it count.”

Now he was ready, a man equal to the task. He listened to the on-going moans from inside the living-room, the occasional whack of palm on cushioning flesh. Slowly his cock re-engorged, as he bided his time and waited to make another entrance. One that would change the game.

TO BE CONTINUED