Teacher gets tought

Tre's descent...

Tre's tongue moved between her lips, crushing them, silencing her protests , she still struggled but not against him, his tongue probed deep feeling the smoothness of her teeth, exploring, moving, touching her tongue, caressing it. His large hands laced into her hair reveling in the silky texture so different from his own.
He opened his eyes almost startled to realize that they'd been closed. Miss Springfield's eyes were shut tight now, like his had been...she had long lashes, he wanted to lick them.
 
She shook terribly as he moved his mouth on hers, she was pushed back, she couldn't resist it, she'd never be able to fight them off. She felt his hands tugging through her hair getting tangled in it's strands. Miss Springfield pushed her eyes tight together, somebody help me... she thought.
 
Miss Springfield was bent back across her desk. Her blouse torn open, she was exposed to the attentions of all the boys. Ty had the sweet taste of her on his lips and was hungry for more. He wanted Damien to move aside. He wanted the feel of her breasts in his hands now.
 
D-Roc:

I whipped out some rope, and started to tie her hands together. I wasn't going to spend the entire night holding her down.
 
I felt my hands being bound, "Tre?" My voice sounded more hopeless this time as Damien sucked on my breasts, I squeezed my eyes shut tears streaming down my face... I should have gone home tonight.
 
Tre leaned close to her ear and whispered,

"Sorry Ma'am. There ain't nothin' I can do to stop it. An if it's gon'a happin' anyway. Then I get some too. I'll see Damien don't hurtcha none, but I'm gonna get some of your pussy Miss Springfield. Ah been dreamin' about it."

Tre's hand slid down her naked body and grasped her breast, his fingers squeezing the nipple, rolling it under his thumb.

"Damien may be first, Miss Springfield but ah'll be best."
 
D-Roc:

Now that I was freed momentarily of my duty, I decided to take things into my own hands for a while.

My cock was already gasping for air in the thick confines of my pants, and once it was free, it sprung out before me life an animal let out of a cage. I knew she would love this.

Holding onto her hands, I started to slide my dark meat along her slender fingers, into her palm. I wanted to know how a handjob from my own teacher would feel like.
 
I shook my head as Tre dug his lips into my breasts then moved his hand over rolling my nipple in his fingers. I shook my head biting my lips as he ran his cock over my hand. I squeezed my eyes as tight shut as I could, if I couldn't see it... it shouldn't arouse me. I tried to resist the best I could my fingers being grazed by the thick cock.
 
Tre savored and sucked her nipples like they were life savers. He hated having to come after Damien. He'd fanasized about Ms Springfield so many damn times.
When she wore that short skirt and would sit at her desk, he'd wanted to hide there...then to push his face between her long legs and lick her. Eat her pussy, right there. She'd have to pretend nothin' was goin' on. While he...

The thought was explosive. With Ms Springfield's breast in his mouth his rock hard cock ejaculated right into his pants.

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OOC:
Destiny I sent you an email about this thread. I hope I'm playing Tre the way you wish.
 
OOC: destiny you might want to re-read the post? plus Damien seems to be missing a bit...
 
Damien

OOC: Sorry boys, long weekend in Canada.

BIC: I was happy to see my boys were taking the lead with this miss priss.
While Tre moved in on her pert nipples, I had moved down her body to lift her skirt up. Just as I thought, a silky, satiny thong.
I kissed the insides of her thighs, spreading them open and noticing how wet she was already. Despite her protestations, she was ready for some black cock!
I lightly kissed the crotch of her thong, inhaling her musk. It was just as I imagined, light and spicy. I slowly licked her thong-covered panties, and felt her squirm beneath my tongue. I looked up at her, and hastily dropped her thong to the floor, baring her close-trimmed pussy.
I licked my lips in anticipation.
 
I bit my lip refusing to make any sounds of pleasure, or to excite them with a scream. His lips blowing lightly on the inside of my thighs as he looked over my thong I really regretted wearing that. I squeesed my legs together quickly and hard as his lips touched my panties. I felt my legs being forced apart and he pulled them down. I cursed at him under my breath, I couldn't hold it back though I tried, "Damn.."
 
The other boys were holding her down, While Damien worked his face up between her smooth white legs. Ty watched them for a minute and then loosened his belt dropping his pants to the floor. His cock was still hard and covered with thick cum. Without thinking he walked over to the desperate woman. His penis was long and coffee colored, he rubbed it on her cheek, leaving a glaze of semen behind, then her forehead and her other cheek. It was hard to do, because she kept moving her head, twisting around
as Damien, tongue fucked her.
Ty was painting her face with his cum, finally he pressed the tip of his cock against her lips and leaned over....
"Taste me Miss Springfield, I want you to taste me.", he whispered.
 
Damien

I lifted my face from her wet pussy.
"Damn, huh? Damn as in, 'damn, that's good'? Why don'cha just let go, Miss Melissa? You'll enjoy it so much more. Suck Tre's big cock, while I get you just a little more wet to take mine..."
 
D-Roc:

As the other two attacked her pussy and mouth respectively, I decided I had other things to do. Finally slipping the length of my cock into the grasp of her fingers, I wrap my hands around her tiny hands (they were small compared to mine) and forced her to grip my cock. It took both her hands to cover the entire length. I smiled in pride.

She was probably too busy squirming from Damien's attacks, or maybe Tre's to keep up her struggle against me. She did try, but it seemed more like a formality than anything else.

Soon, I had both her hands sliding up and down the length, forcing her to give me a hand job.
 
I felt his cock brushing deeper into my palms as my hands were forced around him. His thrusts moving up and down my tense palms and fingers as you thrusted faster and harder. "Please..." I murmered into the mouth pressed to mine trying to force the imposing tounge from my mouth, My knees shook as Damien dug into my inner depths.
 
Damien

"Did I hear a please?" I leered. "I guess that means you want me to fuck you now, doesn't it?"
I dropped my pants and stroked my cock a couple of times, just to make sure it was completely stiff, I ran it up and down her moist slit, rubbing it over her clit a few times. I stuck a finger in her wet pussy, running it around in circles to get it nice and wet, then i circled it around her asshole.
I placed my dick at her opening, leering at her, waiting to just shove it home.
 
D-Roc:

I felt my orgasm fast approaching, and was especially excited that Miss Springfield was the one responsible for it. I was going to fulfill two fantasies at the same time though.

"Tre, move aside for awhile," I said over my moans. "I'm going to give Miss Springfield over here a shower," I grinned to myself.
 
Tre moved his dripping cock from her mouth to make way for D-Roc who was about to shoot his load all over her face.
Damien was fucking her hard now holding her under the knees to elevate her ass and get a deeper angle.
Tre was able to attack her luscious breasts and did so.
Not gently this time but violently, squeezing them together with his hands, biting at the nipples, trying to suck them down his throat.
Miss Springfield lay on the table being gang raped. A black cock in her pussy another about to cum all over her face. A third trying to swallow her tits and the fourth, watching it all was holding in his hand the largest cock in the entire school district. It's why they called him Hoss.
 
Damien

I slowly worked my long, black snake into Miss Melissa, her whimpering increasing in volume.
"Now, now," I grunted. "I won't feed it all to you if you don't be quiet. You're a tight one, Miss Melissa! This must be your first black cock, isn't it?"
I ran my thumb lewdly across her clit a few times.
 
D-Roc:

Tre moved aside like a gentleman. Well. With a loud groan, and my fists pumping my large dick furiously, I unleash a torrent of warm sticky cum all over Miss Springfield's face. Her hair and areas around her neck were not spared either. She looked like one of those porn stars with my seed all over her, only better.

"Thanx Tre, back to you for now," I grinned, more to myself than anything.
 
Miss Springfield felt his cock pulsing and his excitement increasing, he was going to come, good, maybe that'd be good enough. A new thought crossed her mind, maybe she could spare herself some of the humiliation, "You guys... you guys can get off on me, masturbate on me..." She glannced at D-roc, and I'll voluntarily give you all blow jobs, no harm no foul, if you guys won't take me. "Please..."

I found it so hard to speek as Damien had my ass in the air fucking his load out, I felt my clitoris get stimulated, but I was greatful for his own blind thrusting, I was still able to speak. My breasts shaking from his every drive.

I bit my lip hard as I felt teeth sink into my breasts, the nipples feeling like they'd be ripped out. She tossed her head back

I refused to respond to Damien, desperately seeking a compramise, maybe the other boys would be more willing to, maybe even Damien... I doubted it.

I pressed my lips into a tight line as I noticed D-roc move over towards me furiously pumping his mighty erection. I closed my eyes, god I wished I could just dissapear, just run away this can't be happening, it would be hell if this got out. She felt his hot seed spray over her, his liquid filling her every crevice, seeping between her eyes, saturating her breasts and filling her belly button.
 
D-Roc:

My mind finally cleared as I opened my eyes, and saw my work of art, the remaining cum droplets trickling out of my softening cock. It wasn't going to be hard to get excited all over again.

"Hey Miss Springfield, if you haven't noticed we are in control. So shut up and blow me, and we might go easy on your pussy later," I gaffawed and shoved my cock into her open mouth. I doubt she would dare try anything funny.
 
Miss Springfields face was covered with glistening strings and ropes of cum when Tre looked up from her breasts.
Damien was still between her legs and her body was bucking violently from the onslaught. Her eyes were shut tight but it was hard to read the expression on her face.
Tre was stroking his penis trying to will himself to another climax. If Damien would only hurry up!
 
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