The History of the Mob - A Teacher Fantasy

Carmine

The office I used most was sumptuous - a hideaway in one of my many clubs. I tapped my fingers impatiently, waiting for the phone to ring. I was suspicious...who ever heard of a teacher working overtime? So, I sent Tony "Small Shark" Gambala out to find her and report back to me.

"If she is fucking around on me....," I left the thought unsaid as I waited...
 
Emma

Emma knit the three middle fingers of her right hand together, and worked them several inches up between Stephanie's eager lips. The girl strained upward frantically. The woman bent and took Stephanie's pussy entirely into her generous mouth, sucking rhythmically on her clit. At the same time, she slid her three fingers firmly in and out of Stephanie's molton vagina -- sometimes only an inch or two, sometimes as far as they would go. Emma felt the girl pausing on the edge of orgasm and she increased her efforts accordingly. Stephanie's cunt throbbed around her fingers and her hips began to jerk. The teacher smiled as she watched and felt her student orgasm.

As she withdrew her fingers from the ravaged girl, a disturbing thought entered Emma's mind, "What if Carmine calls the school to talk to me." She forced herself not to worry about it.

She looked at Jamie who had been rubbing his stiff cock. "Enjoy the show, Jamie? Why don't we get started," Emma said as she sucked Stephanie's juices off her fingers.
 
A jolt of anticipation sent a shiver down my spine. I walked towards Mrs. Stanzioni with my prick poking through the hole in my boxers. I pulled her, softly, to her feet and and kissed her pasionately, poking her hard stomach with my equally hard rod.
 
Emma

Emma took a step back. "Now... Now we come to your 'lesson', Jamie" Emma spoke in the authorative voice of a teacher. Controlling her breathing with difficulty, the woman looked at the gorgeous young man who stood before her. Through the opening of his undershorts the thick, jutting shaft of his penis was clearly visible.

"Pull down your shorts," she whispered. He obeyed. His body was marvelously made, tanned and strong. All his joints and tendons were tender-skinned, yet firm and defined. A little blond hair grew on his legs and a deeper shadow of coarser hair curled at the base of his testicles.

"Step out of your boxers and lie down on the bed," she ordered. Stephanie moved over, her eyes watching through narrowing slits. "Don't touch me, Jamie, or I will stop what I'm doing, so be obedient. If you move, even one little inch, I'll stop the lesson. I swear it!" The threat in her voice was real.

She cupped each voluptuous breast in her hands, leaning over him so that he could see how sumptuously heavy they were. Her nipples were rosy brown and as large as silver dollars. Emma looked into the hungry eyes. "Good," she thought. Jamie was laying perfectly still on the cheap bedspread. She brushed her nipples tantalizingly over his lips.

"Don't move!" she warned again, adoring the sensation of the roughness of his young open mouth on her flesh. When he moaned in fearful desire and tried to touch them with his tongue, she moved away at once.

"Ah! No! I've only begun..."
 
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It was torture, but a pleasurable torture. I felt like I needed a physical restraint to keep me from touching her. My hands turned into fists, balling up the bed spread in them. My knuckles were white, I was grasping the sheet so hard.
 
Emma

Emma watched Jamie's reaction with delicious satisfaction. Very delicately, with the lightest possible touch, she moved her full, succulent mouth down this boy's body. She stopped to anoint each of his nipples with her pointed, flicking tongue. She moved lower and hovered over his erect cock for a long moment while he held his breath. Her sleek head hung, almost in meditation, as she observed how it strained upward, jerking toward her mouth. Without even touching it, she passed on and went lower. She tongued the insides of his strong thighs. The beauty of the moment was not lost on the sensual teacher. She watched as Jamie ground his teeth and clenched his fists in frantic frustration. She smiled and let out her low, satisfied laugh, the laugh of the true gourmet, enjoying a wonderful meal.

"Oh, yesssss. Indeed, yes. You are making progress. You are beginning to appreciate the lesson I teach, the power of absolute attraction. You are almost prepared for the end of the lesson," Emma said with another sly grin.

She traveled leisurely from Jamie's thighs back to his testicles. She blew on his pubic hair very lightly. He couldn't prevent a groan escaping from his lips. Like a line of fire, the tip of her experienced red tongue ran up the base of his straining shaft. Her slippery torture continued as her tongue rested for one whirling moment on the tip.

"No," she said, pensively, "No, you can not control yourself well enough." With a little movement she positioned herself until she was straddling Jamie's body. Slowly with the leisurely care of an experienced woman, she parted her soft curls and opened the lips of her pussy with the fingers of onehand. With the other, she gripped Jamie's cock at the base. Taking an infinite amount of time, she gradually lowered herself onto the hard pillar of flesh and slid down onto him. When he was completely enclosed within her, she leaned forward and whispered, "Now... Now I think you understand the power of attraction." The walls of her vagina clasped his imbedded cock in a silken vise.

The teacher told her student, "Class dismissed. You are free to move, Jamie." The challenge was naked in her seductive voice.
 
"FINALLY! FREE!" I thought, as if it were the last day of school.

Immediately, I threw my hands for her gorgeous breasts. I massaged them passionately, they were firm, but not too hard. Her hardened nipples tickled the palms of my hands. I was in heaven, and from the noise she was making, it sounded like she was, too. The warm, moistness of her pussy and my penis felt amazing. The way she moved her body sent a shiver down my spine. I looked into Mrs. Stanzioni's eyes, and pointed to Stephanie with my eyes. She smiled in response. I think she understood what I meant.
 
Emma

As Emma raised and lowered her lush hips, she relished the sensation of Jamie's hard shaft grinding into her. She closed her eyes and threw back her mane of silken hair. Her student's grappling touch of her heavy and heaving breasts sent shivers of sweetened delight down her body. "Oh, yesssss!" she hissed through clenched teeth.

For this reason, Emma missed the look that passed between her two students.
 
I didn't see a reaction from Mrs. Stanzioni. At that point, I didn't really care. I could feel an orgasm creeping up my shaft, I could feel Mrs. Stanzioni's orgasm approaching, too. I pulled her body closer to mine, her breasts were scrunched up against my muscular pectorals, and the feeling of her nipples rubbing on body gave me goosebumps.

I let out a loud groan and mumbled "Here it comes."
 
Emma had fought down her arousal during her ravaging of Stephanie's body. She had teased Jamie even as she grew more and more excited herself. Now... now, Emma allowed his cock to push her towards the orgasm she had long denied herself. She rotated her talented hips while keeping up the steady rhythm of their erotic dance. The subtle motion caused his cock to grind against her G-spot, lifting her to new heights.

She forget that Stephanie was watching her. The possibility of Carmine catching her was a distant memory. She even forgot Jamie as she focused totally on the sensations eminating from her cunt. She was lost in the feeling and didn't want to come back.

"Yesssss," she hissed. "GAWD, YES!"

The sensations were ripping through Emma just as she heard Jamie say, "Here it comes." Here it comes, indeed. Emma's vagina clenched around Jamie's shaft in muscular spasms of unending heat.
 
Tony (Small Shark) Gambala

Driving around looking for the boss' bitch and her cherry red Caddy. Just great! And while the Yanks was in town against da damn Red Sox!

He had his binoculars, and a list of the cheesy motels relatively close to her school. This wasn't going to be fun.
 
My throat let out a loud "MMMMmmmmm." I could feel her orgasm approaching, as well as mine. I grabbed a hold of her body by the hips and bounced her faster and harder.

"Can I...*grunt*...cum inside?" I asked, almost pleading.
 
Carmine

OOC: glad you joined us, small shark. If you play your cards right, you may be transported to nirvana.
 
Emma

"Can I... cum inside?" Jamie said in an almost pleading voice. Emma could not help but smile. Such sweet politeness, she had trained him well.

"Yes, shoot you hot cum deep into my aching deep hole," she said. Her approaching orgasm made her use the language of the gutter from which she had come. She gripped his shoulders, making red half-moons with her nails. The movements of her hips increased and she tossed her head from side to side.

"Oh, Jamie! Yes! YESSSSSSSS!" she screamed. The sweet pangs of her orgasm traveled through her body, lighting up every nerve fiber. She hips continued their humping gyrations although they had slowed to sexy slow strokes. Emma collapsed against his muscular chest.

She carefully untangled herself from the exhausted boy. "Jamie that was wonderful. I only wish I would have suggested it sooner," Emma said with the smile of a woman who has been properly fucked.

Her eyes traveled to Stephanie, taking in the satisfied expression on her face. "I hope you enjoyed yourself," knowing that the girl certainly had.

"I'm going to suggest that we do this again. Shall we say tomorrow, after school." It wasn't a question, but a statement arranging the meeting. She knew that they would come.

Emma dressed with efficiancy not bothering to clean herself up. She slid her panties over her cum soaked pussy. She'd take a long, hot bath as soon as she got home. "God, I haven't felt good in years," she thought. Before leaving she smacked Stephanie playfully on the naked butt and blew Jamie a kiss. "Ta-Ta, kids!" she said as she breezed out the door.

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"Honey, I'm home," Emma called to Carmine as she walked through her front door.
 
Tony (Small Shark) Gambala

I was sure I had her car spotted, pulling outta tha driveway of this sleazy motel, but I couldn't be sure it was her, and I lost her. I phoned da boss Carmine, to tell him what I saw. He yelled at me for a good few minutes, but I tol him dat mebbe she would go dere again. We'd get her...
 
Carmine

Slamming the phone down on the cradle I thought, "It is hard to get good help. Small Shark can't find his ass with both hands."

I decided to head home to talk to her....I am sure I will find out if she has.,....leaving that thought, I headed to my Caddy.
 
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Emma

Emma called out again, "Carmine... Hello… Anyone home?"

"Good! Still at work." she thought, "Now, I can have a little time to myself."

Emma started walking through her living room and up the stairs to the master bath. As she walked, she removed pieces of clothing, like a snake shedding its skin. Her panties were flung just outside the bathroom door.

Still wearing her thigh-high stockings and heels, Emma began to run a bath, spilling jasmine scented salts into the flowing water. As she waited for the tub to fill, Emma's hand slithered between her thighs. Her fingers open her own lips just as eagerly as they had done to Stephanie. Emma leaned against the bathroom counter and moaned, thinking about her sex-filled afternoon.

Straightening, she switched off the taps. The bath would have to wait. Emma went through the adjoining door into her bedroom and she flung herself on her bed. Her fingers returned to their teasing. They spread her cunt lips wide. With one hand, she rubbed her clit, jerking it roughly and then she ran her fingers along the deep folds of her pussy. She threw herself into reliving every detail of her fucking Stephanie and the delightful feel of Jamie’s prick deep inside of her.

Perhaps this was why Emma failed to hear the car in the driveway.
 
Carmine

As my car glided into the four car garage, I watched the gates shut at the end of the driveway. Good, the goombah in the gatehouse is on the job.

I slid out of the Caddy, brushing some imaginary lint from my $2000 suit - understated elegance. I walked to the door, pressing the door closer.

As I walked up the stairs, I stepped over clothes that my beloved little wife had dropped - funny way to come back from a work day...

I walked down the hall, spotting her panties outside the bathroom door. As I stepped in I heard moans coming from the bedroom. "If that cunt is fucking one of my goombahs, I will kill them both and see that they swim with the fishes." My hand reached under my jacket for my Glock and I moved to the open door to the bedroom.

I stopped, suddenly. Emma was sprawled on the bed, playing with herself. Her legs were obscenely spread, her nipples poking straight out from those perfect tits. As she played, I forgot all about my suspicions for the moment. I quickly stripped off my clothes and threw them casually in a corner. I was hard and getting harder as I watched....savoring the thought of plunging my cock in that hot pussy. She liked it hard at times...and she was going to get it that way today, "if she has not already," I mused.....but that would wait...
 
Small Shark

I got back to da office, but da boss was gone. SHeeeiiittt! Well, da only ting ta do now was clock out an head home. I'd stop off at Stars first an' get myself an eyeful, tho!
 
can I play a goon of Carmine's? I would love to get a crack at Emma. If she can handle it. he he he .....
 
Emma

Emma felt his eyes on my body before she actually saw him. Her eyes snapped open and she took in the sight of her naked husband before her. His cock was hard, she could see that. "Damn!" she thought, taking her hands out of her cunt. Time to play the sweet little wifey-pooh. Gag!

"Carmine, darling! I didn't hear you come in," Emma said, absently stroking her left nipple.

OCC: It might be sort of great if as part of his punishment he threw Emma to his goons. We'll see if we can work it in, Silk Bra. Interesting name, by the way.
 
Tony (Small Shark) Gambala

Tony took a bit of time getting into the club, since he was friends with all the bouncers and a few of the girls.
"Tony, good to see ya," said Enrico Morgante. I know how you likes dem redhedded women, and we gots a new one whoze coming on stage in about five. she's so pretty and got doze big titties, bada bing! Fuhgeddaboutit!

He was led to his usual table and the DJ announced Penelope. When she came out, resplendant in her white sheer robe covering a lace white bra, thong and garter set, his eyes bugged out and his heart stopped. She was beautiful!

He had to get a private session!
 
There's a little bit of pole dancer in all of us!

Penelope

I strode out onto the stage feeling like I owned it. I had learned the sexy strut of a streetwalker when I was fifteen. At nineteen I had mastered it. The walk made my ass sway as I walked in the sleek six inch white heels on my dainty little feet.

The music started, "Pennies from Heaven," of course. I sashayed aroung the perimeter of the stage, getting a feel for who was in the crowd. One guy in particular looked rich to me, like he was connected. Well, he would be my target for my raunchy little number.

I sidled over to the pole nearest the man. Grasping the metal tightly, I began to bend backwards, swaying to the music. The robe slipped off my shoulders and I continued leaning back until my head almost touched the floor.

I looked into his face to see if he was enjoying the show. Men always loved a double-jointed gal, not to mention the spectacular show my backbend made of my 34 DDs.
 
Tony (Small Shark) Gambala

He had an instant hard on in his Armani suit, and his breath stopped when she bent backwards, but he managed to keep calm, look into her eyes and peel out a five from his wad of cash.
 
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