Private School Discipline

- "But people will see... and hear"

Erica said softly, having no illusions that she would be able to stay quiet when he fucked her. So far it didn't seem anyone truly saw what was going on, although their behaviour and sounds at times made people glance in their direction but that would surely change when she kept moaning with his cock buried inside of her. For a moment she wondered where the guy had gone to that teased her earlier, she very much doubted he had completely gone away.
 
John leaned Mrs. Wellington up a little and slid her skirt out from beneath her ass. Then he pulled her back to him. Her bare ass pressed to his cock bulging through his pants.

"You are going to reach between your legs and unzip my pants. Then you will take my cock out and press it to your wet pussy." He kissed her neck and shoulder as he let his words bounce through her head.
 
Once again Erica did nothing to stop his action, but instead looked around if someone noticed. Her face had a renewed red blush on it, not that the red colour ever completely disappeared. She needed a moment to consider his words and her chances. If she refused he might move things to their room, but she feared it was more likely that he would get pissed and kicked her son from his school and left without fucking her. At this point she wasn't completely sure which part of that she found worse.

So after a long moment of inactivity, she brought her hand to his zipper and carefully freed his cock
 
He kissed and licked and nibbled her neck as she freed his hard cock from his pants. He slid his hands down the front of her thighs, and then back up to the hem of her skirt. He teasingly slid his fingers under her skirt.

"You know that you want my cock to fill you so fucking deep. You want me to stretch it wide. You want me to fuck you so good, and you are at the point where you don't care where it happens. In fact, you want it right fucking now. Say it."
 
The lips of her pussy were soaking wet while the lips of her mouth seemed dry as a desert. She couldn't believe how comfortable he was with doing this here, but with the way she was feeling he was very right with his words. She wanted to feel his cock more than anything else.

- "I want you to fuck me now"

She whispered at him, her hand wrapped around his hardness and softly stroking him to get him even harder for her. Slowly she guided his cock to where his fingers teased her.
 
John raised up off of the barstool just slightly allowing his cock to push toward her silky opening. The way she was stroking him told him even more than her words. He knew she needed his cock so bad.

"Guide it where you want it slut."

He looked around as she gripped him tight. He wanted to make sure that nothing was too obvious. He didn't need either of them getting arrested. Their location at the rear of the bar, and their discreet movements didn't seem to draw too much attention to them. However, there was one woman who kept glancing in their direction. She was probably jut jealous of the attention Mrs. Wellington was getting.
 
Erica closed her eyes as she placed him against her pussy and bit on her lower lip when he slowly made his way into her. Who would ever have thought that such a decent woman like herself would ever accept a cock in public. She bit a little harder when a moan tried to escape her, giving her the feeling the headmaster was right when he called her a slut. A good woman and wife didn't do such things and surely didn't like it.
 
John moved his hands to Mrs. Wellington's hips. He moved her side to side and then he pressed her down deeper into his lap. He loved how tight and wet her pussy was. He pulsed his cock inside her. This was not what was expected of the headmaster of such a prestigious private school as Pilgrim, but he loved what he had turned Mrs. Wellington into, and he loved pushing her limits.....which also pushed his own.
 
Anyone paying attention to the two of them, would surely see the look on Erica's face as she tried to prevent any moans from escaping. It felt good to have him inside of her and she wanted him to fuck her, but she was too nervous to actually make movements since there was just no way to do so without making things too obvious.
 
He continued to pulse his cock inside her silky pussy. She felt so damned good wrapped around him. He started to raise and lower himself on the barstool.....ever-so-slightly.

"You feel so good. I love the way your tight cunt grips my hard cock. I love what a wonderful slut you are becoming."
 
Erica had a hard time responding to his words. She feared she would leave a wet impression on his pants and her nipples felt so extremely sensitive against her shirt.

- "Can we please go to the room now? Sir?"

She whispered nervous to him, realizing she had constantly forgotten to call him such.
 
He did not respond to her question. He pulled his cock out of her and lightly pushed her toward her barstool. He zipped up his pants, got up from his stool and walked out of the bar. He headed toward the elevator.

As soon as John walked out of the bar, the guy who had approached Mrs. Wellington earlier walked back up to her. "What's the matter beautiful? Couldn't he give you what you need? I know I can."
 
When the headmaster pulled his cock from her, she felt extremely empty and she needed a moment to calm her breathing. In that time the headmaster left and the earlier guy came back to her. To her own embarrassment, Erica couldn't help but glance at the guy's pants.

- "No... no... I..."

She stammered and then quickly went in the direction the headmaster had gone to, hoping to catch up with him.
 
He waited for the elevator. When the doors opened, he stepped onto the elevator with an elderly couple that was also waiting. Then he saw Mrs. Wellington hurrying toward the elevator. He did not do anything to hold the door for her, but she still made it on before the doors closed.

He looked at her, but said nothing. He grabbed her hips and spun her around. He slid his hands up her sides...his fingers brushing her breasts. "I guess you really need to be fucked," he said to her.....making no attempt to hide what he was saying.
 
Erica could have sworn she heard the couple gasp at the words of the headmaster, but she decided to stay quiet and just let him do what he wanted. She hoped they would find their room soon so they would have the privacy she wanted
 
His hands moved up the front of her blouse and he began to unbutton it. He loved her firm tits. He then slid a hand inside her blouse and cupped one of her firm tits. He caressed it firmly. Then, the elevator doors opened. The old couple got off...mumbling about what they saw.

John spun mrs. Wellington around, pinned her to the wall of the elevator and kissed her hard. His hands moved to the hem of her skirt and pulled it up. Then his hands grasped her tight ass and he lifted her up...still pinned to the wall.

He broke the kiss, looked into her eyes and said, "if you ever again doubt me, you will never see me again."
 
Erica stopped breathing under his attentions, still not believing all the things he dared to do with others around. And this time it was very clear they had an audience. She was happy when the couple escaped the elevator and gave them their privacy, but hoped no problems would come from all of this.

Her kisses were equal passionate, although her hands were very inactive while his explored and teased. She nodded at his words.

- "Yes sir"

She said softly and noticed how the elevator stopped. She wasn't sure if they had reached their floor... or that new people were about to enter the elevator.
 
When the door opened he returned her to her feet and exited the elevator. He walked down the hall and entered their room. When he got to the middle of the room, he turned around and faced mrs. Wellington. He gripped her blouse and ripped it open...the few buttons that were still buttoned went flying.

John stood and looked at the beautiful slut standing before him. "You need to get the remainder of your clothes off and you need to get on your knees and suck my hard cock, slut."
 
The action had been so sudden that Erica made no effort to stop him. Instead she stared down at her blouse in disbelieve, knowing this might give trouble when she wanted to leave the hotel... and when she got home. Then slowly she removed the blouse from her shoulders and took off her skirt.

Her naked body showed her arousal as she looked at him. Quietly she knelt down for him so that her head was in front of his crotch. Her fingers trembled slightly as she opened his pants and gave his cock its freedom again.
 
When she kneeled before him and freed his cock, he grabbed a handful of her hair. He pulled on it, tilting her head back so she was looking up at him. She did not see a smile on his face.

"I am very disappointed in your performance tonight Mrs. Wellington. I cannot believe that you would doubt me. For some reason, you think that you are the only one that has anything to lose if we would be discovered doing anything improper. You are too concerned with yourself."

He removed his cock from her hand.....zipped up his pants....and walked out of the room. He got on the elevator, rode down, and left the hotel.
 
Erica let out a frustrated sigh when the headmaster once again denied her what she was craving. For a moment she thought about following him, but that would require her to get dressed again and by then he would already be too far gone.

Instead she crawled on top of the bed and put her hand between her legs. She started to fuck herself with her fingers in a rapid pace, eager to finally reach an orgasm. Erica never had been a very sexual creature and masturbation she had never fully understood, until now. In her needs for an orgasm, she didn't even notice that the headmaster had left the door open when he stormed out of the room.
 
John headed home. He was a little frustrated. He would have loved to have Mrs. Wellington give him a blowjob. He would have loved to spend several hours fucking her tight cunt...pleasing them both. John, however, was in this for the long haul. He wanted to make sure she understood her place.

When John got on the elevator, an attractive woman got off. He had looked at her and admired her body. She walked down the hall toward their room. As she passed by their room, she heard noises coming from the room, and noticed the door was open. She decided to go in and make sure everything was okay. She knocked lightly on the door, and entered slowly..... then she saw Mrs. Wellington.
 
Erica had her eyes closed and was so much enjoying her own fingers that she didn't even notice that someone had entered the room. She was very close against her orgasm, but compared to the headmaster and his cock, her own fingers were a lot less interesting.

She brought one hand to her breasts and roughly played with them, rolling a nipple between her finger while desperately craving an orgasm
 
The woman stood there mesmerized for a moment. She couldn't believe what she had walked into. She had come in because she wanted to make sure everything was okay. Now, she found herself aroused by what she saw in front of her.

John undressed and climbed into the shower. He found his mind wandering between his little slut and the woman he had seen get off the elevator. Then he thought of them together.....with him. Now, that would be one hell of a party.
 
An annoyed gasp left her as Erica realized her own fingers were not enough to get her over the edge. She needed the headmaster's cock, with a blush she wondered if something of similar shape and size would do. She opened her eyes and sat up, so that she could look around in the room, when she suddenly saw the woman.

Erica gasped loudly and could only imagine the show she had given the woman. She made some attempt to hide her pussy and breasts with her hands and arms, but of course it was way too late for that.
 
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