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Re: Moni

"You wish to bargain this way.. you have to work for it."

Her comment both surprised and excited him. But it was nothing compared to what came next.

"What I can do for you?" Her eyed raked across my tall frame, and, slowly, she started undressing, stripping off her shirt and sweater, and standing before him in an incredibly sexy, lacy bra, which did little to conceal the shape and firmness of her breasts. Marcus licked his lips involuntarily.

"Question is Professor not what I can do for you.. but how badly you burn to shove your dick inside me and cum til your toes curl. How badly you want to put little miss-rich girl in her place.."

It wasn't just the words that excited him, but the smile, and the look in her eyes that said that she too, would want him to do those things... only on her terms It was tantalizing.

Her hand snaked out and cupped his cock.

"Not bad.. Not bad at all... Can you use it? Can you fuck me til I beg for more? Can you make me scream professor Dean?"

She laughed softly, her fingers inspecting my cock, which was lengthening rapidly in my pants.

"Perhaps another search to make sure you got it all?"

She turned and bet over the desk in her room, and pushed her ass out toward me. She looked back over her shoulder, and smiled.

"You have yet to inspect my thong Professor.. What if I am hiding something even more addictive in there?"

Marcus stepped up to her, and reached under her skirt immediately. He could imagine her intimidating men her own age, but he had far too much experience to back out, now. The truth is, he did want to cum in her, until his toes curled. His fingers found the crotch of her thong, and he rubbed gently.

"I'm sure you are hiding something even more addictive, my dear. And I believe I've found it."

He continued stroking along her sex, through her panties, until he felt a wet spot begin to form. He smiled, and increased his pressure.

"Mmmmmm, yes... I definitely found it, didn't I? The problem is... this addiction works both ways, doesn't it? For both the one using, and the one giving..."

He reached out with his other hand, and squeezed her ass, then slowly pushed the panties aside, bringing his finger into contact with her clit. He heard her gasp, and wondered at her control, especially for one so young. He could feel her body responding to him... could feel a slight tremble when he touched her, and heard the gasp, but those were all the signs she gave. Impressive.

Just then, the door popped open, and there stood Amanda. His shock was evident. And so was hers.

Surprisingly, she looked hurt. Amanda? Jealous? No...

She tilted her head in that superior way she had. "Thought you had better taste."

Then she looked at moni, a withering stare, that, actually, made him furious.

She muttered something, and turned, stalking from the room. he nearly went after her, but stopped himself. Here she was, screwing the Headmaster, and possibly half the school for all he knew, and she had the nerve to get angry at him?

Moni, of course, had tensed, in shock. He began to rub her ass again, and pushed his finger inside of her.

"Don't worry, my dear. I can handle Amanda Kensington..."
 
The deepest effects of the drug where wearing off and Ingrid was now more aware of her surroundings, like wise her young nubile body was more acutely sensitive to the loving ministrations I was showering on her sweet naked cunny.

"No Sir, please Yes, NOOo"

The captive young beauty gives voice for the first time to the struggle that rages with in her.

I look up into her tear stained eyes my own deceptively soft and kind.

“Sweet child Sir is here to help you to drive away the demons.” I pause as I hold her eyes captive with mine.”

“Remember how wonderful it felt when Miss touched you hear.

My tongue snaked out to give Ingrid’s soft moist petals a long sensual Lick so tender so inviting.

“Sweet child I am here to let you enjoy all those wonderful sensations and more so much more my dear child., I have bound you so that you are free truly free to enjoy them. Mama could not scold you for it is not your choice you are innocent.”

I paused to lower my head to her sweet essence as moist, so sweet as the first dew drops of her arousal glisten on her virgin folds. My tongue eagerly accepts the offer of her sweet young body. I am gentle with the frightened girl slowly seducing her with sensations so new to her. my lips suckle her taunt little clit, I gently nibble it, then inhaling deeply I draw a cool stream of air across it feverous surface.

I play her body her recently awakened sexuality like a master plays a fine instrument, I test her to discover what she responds best to. And all the while my words praise her, tell her what a good girl she is and how beautiful she is. My words seducing her mind and will as my mouth seduces her innocence.

“Sweet child this is natural theses feelings and you are doing nothing wrong by enjoying them. Don’t Mama and Papa make love you have heard Mama sigh just as you are sighing now. Would Mama do something that was wrong?”
 
Moni

Miss. Kesington's arrival was a little unexpected, but her snide little look and comment did not effect me in the least. Instead I smirked at her in amusement as she stormed out of the room. Served her right for invading a private domain she had not been invited into.

Tensing for a moment, I did have to worry about her running off to tattle to the Head Master.. But realizing she wouldn't dare do such a thing, I relaxed visibly.

"We're going to be noticed missing from said Tea Party if you do not hurry it up Professor.." I teased softly, his fingers once more working the tensions out and the magic in. Squirming on his finger, my heart sped up as did the temperature in the room.

"MMmmm I like that.." Whispering, my eyes fell closed as he pushed in and out in an achingly slow motion. Stepping out a little more, I bent further over the desk and tried to forget how I ended up in this position and just enjoy his ministrations.

He halted a moment, doing what behind me? I didn't know nor care to look, I was more interested in the orgasm approaching rather quickly.. It had been a long break from school, too long!

"Come on Professor Dean..fucking FUCK me already! Damned tease!" I scolded with impatience more than anything.

Noticing I was resting on my own hands, I freed my breasts and toyed with my nipples, my mind imagining what I looked like bent over and stretched on tip toes over this old oak desk? My creamy ass bare.. I wondered if he could see my bare mons? IF he did, did he like what he saw? I could use this later for black mail... I grinned a little thinking about riding him at his desk and getting it on camera.
 
Ingrid

My breasts are thrust up and falling towards my face as I srain my neck to see.

Looking between them I can see myself lifted up by the cushion, presented to his hungry eyes and mouth. The mound where before there was a thick bush of hair is bare and the lips of my sex are nude and open. I can see the inner lips and my, my little swollen clitoris, so pink against my pale skin.

The Deans eyes are glinting as he touches, smells and licks at me, his mouth is wet with my juice and I can hear an animal like growling from deep within him as he toys with me.

And all the time his voice, reassuring me, saying Mama and Papa do this,

Papas thing so big in Mama's hand as she bends her head to him, seeing me, "go back to bed Ingrid"

"don't let your brothers see your body, your breasts Ingrid, Papa must not see you"

I can see a pinkness spread over my chest as my tummy tightens, my pale white breasts flushed with color.

"Miss, miss I,m frightened Miss"

The tieing of my anckles has twisted my thighs outwards, and my back is arched. I could not feel more exposed, as I wriggle under his touch.
 
A deep sensual growl of the hunter escapes my lips as I feast on the young blond beauty, a warning to all that I intend to claim her as my own.

Ingrid’s body sweetly responds her honey nectar freely flowing now. The girl blushes crimson from the tip of her nose to the tip of her toes. Her small taunt diamond hard nipples crown her breasts like to ripe raspberries.

"Miss, miss I’m frightened Miss"

“Ingrid my child Miss has brought you here so I may teach you to be a woman my sweet child.”

My voice deep soft rich lost some where between bass and baritone, it warps around her confused frightened mind, reassuring Ingrid that all this is quite natural. The young innocent beauty could not know that her innocents would soon be taken from her. A final oral assault on her cunny brings the girl to a climax, her sweet young form quivering with sexual release.

Ingrid’s ivory thighs glisten, bathed in her own juisces. My hands encircle her trim wasp waist the velvet tip of my penis parts her warm moist outer folds and just enters her. I pause letting my frighten little doe adjust to me. Then slowly I rock my hips back and forth slowly entering Ingrid till I just graze her maiden head.
 
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Marcus Dean

"Fuck the Tea party..."

He had already fished his cock out of his pants, and was holding it at her entrance. He pulled his finger out of her, and pressed his cockhead against her, forcing it inside her tight pussy.

He groaned out loud at the sensation, and squeezed her ass with both hands. Looking down, he could see his hardness slipping deep inside the young woman, could see her shapely ass push back against him. SOmehow the sight of the thong pushed carelessly aside, instead of being removed, ant of her skirt thrown up over her hips only added tot he excitement.

"If it's a fucking you want, dear..."

He was buried inside of her now, and he pulled out slowly before squeezing inside of her again.

"...then it's a fucking you'll get."

He pulled out again, faster now that she had started to adjust to him, and drove back into her wetness, hard.
 
“Ingrid my child Miss has brought you here so I may teach you to be a woman my sweet child.”

His words chill me, I am streched over his cushion: exposed and nude, as my body explodes from his licking.

my brothers, naked, stiff cocks in their hands, pulling and laughing, pointing them at me, mama saying I will send you away from this, to a nice school

The dean is naked between my thighs, I can see him holding his thing, pointing it down at me, his eyes half closed but clear.

"No, please no" is all I can murmer as I feel it enter me.

"no papa, no papa" then the wetness on my tummy and legs

His hands gripping my hips, a sense of something about to happen,

"Miss! Miss!"

My body feels full of him, I can feel it twitching in me, pulsing, I feel myself squeeze down on it, I cannot help myself.
 
Ingrid’s eyes are wide no longer does the drug dull her sense of reality. Panic, fear and something else burns in her doe like eyes.

"No, please no"

The young Swedish beauty murmurs as I slide within her virgin’s treasure. The time for cajoling passed.

"Miss! Miss!" The frighten child calls out, her pitiful call falling on deaf ears.

The tip of my penis rest against Ingrid’s maiden head. Though her mind begs [[]NO[/i] her young excited body screams YESas her sweet cunny squeeze down on me holding me fast within her.

My fingers interlace with Ingrid’s, My lips claim her mouth as I arch my back up and then swiftly thrust down taking Ingrid’s virginity quickly and painlessly as possible. I still as she screams her momentary pain into our kiss. Then slowly ever so slowly I start to make love to the young girl

I draw back almost slipping from her to thrust into her open sex. Each thrust is deeper that the one before each withdrawal I exert pressure on her throbbing clitoris, the head of my penis grazes Ingrid’s cervix as I thrust into her.

I take Ingrid yet giver her as much pleasure as I can.
 
The taking of Ingrid

Amanda Kensington watched on as the Dean of St. Martins took little Ingrid. He played her expertly, and though her struggle was evident, the young girl’s body was helpless to resist his hands, mouth, penis; hot, hard and merciless. Her body arched for more as her mind said no.

As Ingrid cried out for Miss Kensington the woman in Amanda wanted to reach out; to soothe the girl’s fear: But the animal in Amanda kept her back, her eyes devouring the scene with relish.

She would soothe the girl afterwards; this was the way it had to be.

As he finally entered her, his mouth absorbing her scream, Amanda smiled slowly, a secret knowing that this was the first of many times to come. Only next time--as Amanda knew all too well--Ingrid would be begging to have his cock assault her.

Welcome to my world sweet child.
 
Ingrid

My cunny is still pulsing from the explosion caused by his licking and sucking as he puts his cock into me, I want him to stop but my body is betraying me as my cunny squeezes on the hard shft he is pushing into me.

Fear and want take control as I pull against the bindings and yet push up with my open loins.

I feel full and yet as he grabs my hands and his mouth closes on mine I feel him push, up and into me, a light flashes in my mind and I scream into his open mouth as he plunges deep into my body, into my open sex.

I can feel him pull out, then push in, deeper and deeper, I feel his hard shaft rubbing against my clitoris with each long thrust and my body takes over, this is not like Papa making a mess, leaving his stuff in my hair, this is, this is

"Fucking... fuck me, fuck me fuck me!" I realise I am screaming and bucking back at him as I shout out a word I have never dared say outloud before.
 
Moni

Smirking, I stretched out on my toes and let my knees move wider so that when he thrust inside, he hit harder and deeper.
Groaning softly, I grinned and stretched out further, much like a feline and then peeked at him over my shoulder.

"That all you got? Come on! Fuck me harder!" I egged him on and was thuroughly enjoying it too.

I was very excited by all of this.. The whole forbidden part of it, being walked in on.. And now bent over the desk.. It would only be a matter of time before I controlled this cock as well.

He pushed deeper, illiciting yet another moan from me as the heat spread from my center out. Pushing back into him, I gripped the edge of the desk for leverage and shoved back. My ass smacked into his abdomen with an audible smacking sound before I pulled away and did so again. Grinding my hips a little, I clenched tightly around him and smiled. "Very nice... Harder Professor! I want to cum damn it!" Gritting my teeth, I pushed back and forth over and over until he picked up my rthyme.

I wanted it hard, fast and explosive, none of this gentle shit..

He steadily slapped against me, hard and deep, and grinding against me just right. Feeling my toes start to tingle and my stomach clench, I knew I was going to be cumming fucking hard and soon!

"That's it! H-Harder!" His sex noises were sexy as hell, I could hear his grunting and groaning behind me, and who wouldn't get off on knowing he was losing control? I sure as hell got off on it.. I could stop myself from cumming and just push him over the edge, but I was more selfish today than bitchy.. I wanted to cum just for the pleasure of it..

He shoved in and out, his hands holding me steady as he picked up tempo.. I was closer, my knees trembled and weakened, my forehead rested against the desk as my hand fisted. Eyes closed, I pushed back until I couldn't move.. Gasping out in warning, "Professor!"
 
Ingrid Pushes her sweet innocent lions up to me as her virginity is ripped away her scream fills me as I breathe it in. swallowing it savoring it. The young beauty’s cunny squeezes me holds me draws me into her ever deeper..

With the loss of her virginity Ingrid is somehow freed, freed of all the doubts, the fears , the struggles of the past to be a “Good little Girl”. All her smoldering sexuality is released in a flood as she breaks our kiss screaming, pleading:

"Fucking... fuck me, fuck me fuck me!"

Her supple body eagerly buck back at me with each renewed thrust my finger interlaced with hers slips the silken bonds that bind Ingrid’s wrists, My lips crush to hers in a wild passionate primeval kiss, I am burred deep in the young beauty as I draw her up so she is sitting on my lap, My hands on her trim waist.

“Yes Ingrid …Yes………”

I pant in my own excitement.

“Fuck me girl………fuck me………..fuck me”

I guide the young girl encourage her, my soft words and plunging prick edging her ever closer to orgasm My lips claim her bouncing breast kiss, worship them, tease her budding nipples, as she wildly rides me. I feel Ingrid’s body tense gather in on itself as her orgasm approaches. I hold her on the edge of that heavenly abyss, then thrust rapidly into her plunging her over the edge in to and ecstasy she has never known before.
 
Ingrid

free at last, hands untied !

with the Deans help my body rises above him and my hands grip his shoulders then his head as I can ride his shaft, so new to my body, so different, so hard, so alive, my body has taken over from my senses as I ride him.

I want his mouth on mine, now on my breasts, I pull his head to them "suck them Dean, suck Ingrids breasts"

"you have what men want ingrid" thats what miss said "you have power"

I have no shame as I ride him, feel the explosion building inside me, squeeze my cunny muscles on his shaft.

I see my papa and my brothers, all there against my bedroom wall, huge cocks standing, they are tied by their hands to the wall, legs outspread, chains on there ancles as I dance in front of them, their cocks shiny and hard, dripping with their juice as I strip, tease them with my body, show them my newly naked cunny, bend over infront of them, spreading my cheeks so they can see everything, cup my breasts and hold them close to their gasping mouths, wet my fingers then run my finger tips over the swollen heads of their twitching, pulsing cocks, hear them moan for their little sister

My hands tear the Deans back as I feel his hands grip my bottom, pulling me open, helping me ride his shaft.

"Fuck me sir, fuck little Ingrid, fuck me, fuck me"
 
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Ingrid’s golden mane flying as she wildly rides my shaft, cascading over my head and shoulders as the little vixen draws me to her aching breasts.

"Fuck me sir, fuck little Ingrid, fuck me, fuck me"

The young beauty screams out her climax, and I do just that driving into her tight yearning cunny even as it squeezes down with her climax, My hands cup her face my lips crush her to mine my tongue ravishes Ingrid’s mouth, our tongues snake together taking our pleasure , giving pleasure holding nothing back as I pound into the young girl, relentlessly driving her on to yet another orgasm building on the first that has engulfed her so.


I slip from her momentarily to free her trim ankles, a little whimper escape Ingrid’s sweet lips while I position the young girl on her hands and keens. Spreading her firm thighs I again claim her sweet moist cunny, She is free now totally free, My hands on her trim waist my thrust deep, my heavy sack slapping Ingrid’s naked cunny with each plunging thrust I can feel the growing tightness that signals the approach of my own climax.
 
Ingrid

My body is trembling and feels strange, my mouth sore from his kisses as I watch him stand at the bed end to untie my legs.

I can see his shaft, wet with my juices, big and hard, I want more, his balls look so big and full, the head so swollen and full somehow,

yes, papa, yes brthers look at Ingrd, see what you like, you can't touch, as I flick my finger at each ccock inturn, then bend and blow on papa's see the stuff leaking from the end.

The dean has me on my hands and knees, and I groan as he spreads my cheeks, my back arches as he thrusts his cock into me, and I fall forward onto the black silky sheets, my face is pressed into the damp puddle left by our fucking and I smell and taste the juice, licking at it, hungry for the taste of fuck, that lovely word,

"Fuck, fuck fuck me Sir, Fuck Ingrid Dean, fuck her"

His hands are tight on my waist as lifts on tip toes and I watch in the mirror as he fucks down into my upturned body.
 
"Fuck, fuck fuck me Sir, Fuck Ingrid Dean, fuck her"

I watch her reflection in the mirror as she laps at the puddle of her own sweet nectar, and I drive into her with renewed vigor. Each thrust rolls Ingrid’s nipples along the black satin sheets, my balls loudly slap the rose pedal lips of her naked cunny I grind my hips into her up turned sex. For thirty minutes I pound into Ingrid as she quivers and weathers in delight, her pale golden body shimmering in a fine sheen of sweat, My grunts, groans and sighs, the music of men and women fucking, fill her ears.

I can hold back no longer my body tenses as I plunge deep into Ingrid, My arms tightly wrapped around her trim waist, my white hot passion for her erupts in her virginal womb.
 
Ingrid

my knees are barely touching the sheets as he lifts me and then slams back down into my body, I hear the slap of his flesh on mine with each thrust.

I can see them still

Papa and his sons, tied for my pleasure, their cocks swollen, pulsing as I dance, breath on them hear them groan, my young brother has already started spilling his seed, the white cream spitting from the end as I cup my breasts to his face but do not let him touch. My hands grab Papa's and my elder broithers cocks and I dig my nails in, squeeze their testicles roughly, then taste there wet juice, "cum for Ingrid"

My dream is broken by the groaning from the Dean and I feel his hot seed rush into me, his arms around my waist he lifts me bodily as he erupts into my tightness. My hands reaching back above me to grip his neck and pull myself arching off the bed.

As I see us in the mirror I feel myself explode again and again.
 
Ingrid’s hands reaching back above her to grip my neck and she pull herself arching off the bed. The young beauty’s body tenses then she is engulfed in violent, shimmering, waves, of her orgasm. Her body is bucking, withering, as I fill her and my lips fine hers in a savage kiss.

We lay on the black silken sheets our bodies glistening covered with a fine sheen of sweat, I hug the young woman to me, for that is what Ingrid now is no longer a shy little virgin but a woman standing of the edge of a new world open for her to explore with of course proper guidance. Whispering words of praise, of her beauty, and how proud I am of her.

Kissing the tip of her upturned nose, I smile into her eyes.

“Sir is very pleased with you Ingrid, would you like to learn more about being a woman for now that is what you are my dear a woman.”

I pause and search her young eyes.

“Miss was right you know you have a power with in you a power to control men Ingrid, Yet the true power is to submit , to meet there needs, to them so well that they can not live without you.”

I pause again and let the young woman think.

“Shall Sir teach you Ingrid?”
 
Amanda walked back and forth restlessly near the end of the bed wearing only a ripped bustier as she witnessed Ingrid finally submit to her body and give herself up to ultimate pleasure.

Prowling, watching, devouring... she watched with awe as Jonathan's powerful agile frame transformed the frightened young girl into a writhing, begging, alive little slut.

As Jonathan held and spoke to Ingrid Amanda paused and slid one finger in her pussy folds noting her extreme wetness before placing her finger in her mouth, pondering, sucking her juice from it and stepping over to the bed where she sat.

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"Ingrid," I look deeply into the girls eyes, "you were perfect."

I reach out to stroke her cheek, "you look radiant child."

As I gaze at Ingrid I am transported back to my first time. Not the very first time, but the real first time, the first time I truely submitted. I smile as I see myself in her eyes and feel proud for her and her beauty.

"You are beautiful Ingrid, truely." I take her small hand and my lips lightly brush her knuckles before looking up at her and taking each of her fingers into my mouth, one at a time. A small pop as each one slips from my lips.

I drop her hand and touch my breasts as I look at her. Amazing, truely amazing. She was positively glowing.

Turning to Jonathan my mouth drops open in lust, my breath heavy as my eyes gleam in silent congratulation.

I take Ingrid into my arms, my eyes still fixed on his over her shoulder. "Listen to Sir Ingrid, trust him... this is only the beginning."
 
ingrid

"Ingrid you were perfect."

Misses hand touches my cheek

"you look radiant child."

I feel perfect as I lay back against the Dean, and listen to his voice in my ear as I watch Miss.

I see her fingers dipping into her sex, see the juice on her fingers and wet my own lips in anticipation, in hunger.

I am laying back with one knee bent, my leg back, my sex open to her gaze, nude cunny lips open, filled with the Deans seed; I realize that I am thrusting my hips gently in her direction willing her to bury her face in my seed filled flower. My toungue is licking my lips, my breath short through my open mouth.

"You are beautiful Ingrid, truely." Miss has my hand and I watch intently as she sucks my fingers, see her lips close around each one then let it slide from th warm moistness with a small sound.

She carresses her own breasts and I see her looking at mine; looking down at myself, my breasts are big, heavy and gently rising and falling with my breathing, my nipples are pink, but darker in places, the delicate flesh around the centre marked by his sucking, a thrill goes straight to my cunny as I remember.

The cool of her chest is against mine as she comes on to the bed, her cheek against mine as she wispers in my ear, one hand on the curve of my hip.

"Listen to Sir Ingrid, trust him... this is only the beginning."

"Yes Miss" I musmer softly as I take her hand from my hip and guide it to my cunny,
"Sir made Ingrid all messy Miss"

I look sideways and catch her eye as my hips push up against her hand gently but urgently, and I lay back and feel the Deans hands around me, cupping my breasts, their faces so close to mine and to each others.
 
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Marcus

"That all you got? Come on! Fuck me harder!"

Marcus held back his grin, and complied with her wishes


Her moans were getting louder by the minute, and his own grunts were matching them.

She was pushing back into him, now, hard enough that her ass slapped his abdomen audibly. Then she clenched herself on him, and he groaned louder.

"Very nice... Harder Professor! I want to cum damn it!"

That's right my dear... you believe you're in control. He'd let her believe she was the Queen of fucking Sheba as long as she kept riding him like this. What would the truth matter?

He drove into her hard and deep, pushing her forward with each thrust, drawing a series of moans, and curses from her lips.

"That's it! H-Harder!"

And the truth was, he liked losing some semblance of control. Especially for him, who was always in control.

I pounded her wet cunt harder, and deeper, my hands moving her on me now, controlling our tempo, subtly taking over. Her head was lowered to the desk... she had gone quiet. He picked up speed, rocking into her with incredible force... driving his length in and out of her, deep and hard.

Suddenly, she pushed back and gasped.

Professor!"

His hands squeezed her ass roughly, and one went around to pinch a nipple hard, twisting it. He could feel her convulse around his cock, alternately squeezing and releasing, as her orgasm hit her. He slapped her ass open handed, leaving a handprint, and did it again.

"Yessss," he leaned lowm so his voice vibrated in her ear. "Now it's my turn, young lady."

He tangled a hand in her hair, and bit her on the back of her neck, then bit, and licked his way to her ear.

"Now I get to fill you..." he whispered to her. "And now you get to take it... because you like it the same way I do, dear. Rough and hard."

He pounded his cock into her as if to emphasise. She shook slightly, but not from fear, he knew. She was still cumming on him, and cumming hard.

"And your tight little pussy just loves it, too... craves it..."

He tensed, his cock swelling in her. And he wanted to fill her...

He stood straight again, and used all of the leverage he could get to drive into her. The desk rocked, she shook. her pussy clutched at him. Until he finally exploded with a roar.

Jet after jet of hot cum flooded her pussy as he emptied himself inside of her.
 
"Listen to Sir Ingrid, trust him... this is only the beginning."

"Yes Miss"


Ingrid mummers softly as she takes Amanda Jane’s hand from her hip and guide it to her cunny,

"Sir made Ingrid all messy Miss"

Ingrid look sideways and catch Amanda’s eye as her hips push up against Amada’s hand gently but urgently.

The young beauty lay back as my hands move around her, cupping Ingrid’s breasts, my thumb and fore finger, rolling her taunt puckered nipples. She lays sandwiched between Amanda Jane and I, a succulent morsel to be shared and enjoyed. A neophyte woman to be molded in the blissful world of the sensually she is so newly awakened to. Molded to meet our desires, while fulfilling her youthful hunger.

I smile into Ingrid’s eyes my lips brush hers in a deep sensual kiss that lingers as our tongues dance. Slowly I break that kiss her young full ripe lips cling to mine until the last possible moment.

Then the eyes of hunter and huntress meet, the wolf and the tigress, white hot passion fills our kiss as the innocent lamb lies between us. Then our mouths claim the lamb’s, sweet, young, Ingrid’s. Our tongues dance from one to the other’s mouths, our hands explore and delight each other’s bodies.

“Yes Miss Ingrid’s pretty little cunny is all messy.” My eyes flash at Amanda’s in eager anticipation.

“And Ingrid Sir’s cock is all messy as well Listen to Miss and she will instruct you dear.”
 
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Amanda

Jonathan’s hungry canine flash to the feral feline Amanda was as a bolt of lightening. Her loins ached as fire ignited and spread from her sex to the top of her head, her eyes on fire with untamed urgency. As she continued to finger Ingrid’s smooth pussy Amanda’s hand gripped Jonathan’s cock as he lay on the bed and slid hard down the length of it. Three compressed strokes down his rigid pole and she flashed back at him as she positioned herself between Ingrid’s thighs, driving her legs apart with her hands.

Amanda placed her hand back on Ingrid’s puss as she gently stroked, her eyes held the girl’s as she spoke in rasping gasps.

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“First lesson, Ingrid. Is grammar.” I half smile at the girl.

“This…” I instruct, “Is your cunt.” I thrust three fingers deep into her and begin to finger fuck her hard and fast.

“Got that? It is not your cunny…” I hold my fingers in deep and twist, my knuckles grazing her clit. “or your pussy…” I pull them out before ramming now four fingers in, “It is your cunt. C-U-N-T” I spell it out as my elbow drives my fingers deep inside her.

“Now repeat after me Ingrid--Cunt--Say it--Say it again. Good.”

“Now lesson two.” I withdraw my fingers from her dripping snatch and pick her up by the hips, turning her over, positioning her on hands and knees and drag her backwards down the bed. Jonathan moves, his steely cock standing proud directly in front of the young beauties face as I kick her knees apart with mine and furiously rub my hand in circles over Ingrid’s cunt.

I crawl over to Sir and the little lady and place my palm, wet with Ingrid’s juice on the end of Jonathan’s cock and circle it purposefully before gripping and sliding down it. Holding my hand at the base I look at Ingrid.

“This… is a cock. C-O-C-K. Say it. Good.” I swiftly stoke up and down a few times before licking his oozing cock head with one well aimed lick and then hold the straining tower again at the base.

“This isn’t just a cock though Ingrid. This is your Master’s Cock, and you will worship it.” I pause to let the word’s sink in.

“I will show you how… once. Then you will worship and you will worship correctly. Is that clear? Good. Now stay where you are and rub your slutty little cunt while you learn.”

I kiss and lick every inch of Jonathan’s balls and cock before parting my lips and sinking my mouth swiftly and deeply all the way down his straining hunk of hot hard flesh. My other hand cups his balls and strokes them as my tongue swirls a goddess like dance around his glans and shaft. I give 20 deep firm strokes, my lips running the full length of his shaft each time then I swiftly withdraw, and hold the base again with my hand, still stroking his balls.

“Now, Ingrid. The first few times you do this I want you to place your lips over your teeth. Like this.” I show her. “Once you are confident in your ability to control your teeth you do not need to do this, you will know when.”

“The other thing you need to remember is to use your tongue. Your Master expects you to swirl your tongue around his cock as you suck it.” I part my lips and snake my tongue out at her swirling it in circles. “Like this. Is that clear? Good.”

I open my mouth and kiss Ingrid deeply, smile at her and stroke her head.

“Now, worship your Master’s Cock Ingrid.”

I crawl back to position myself between Ingrid’s thighs and grab a silk cord. I take her hands from underneath her causing her knees to bend and pull her wrists behind her back, swiftly tying them together.

I push her knees further apart with my hands then part her swollen sopping cunt lips. Snaking out my tongue I drive it deep into her cunt and bring my open mouth down hard to suck on her cunt lips as my arms encircle her upper thighs, my fingers digging deep into the flesh.

When I am satisfied that Ingrid is worshiping her Master’s Cock I begin to lash my tongue directly on the girls clit, holding her steady with my hands and bringing her repeatedly to the brink of release. I do not allow her to cum, I want her to associate cock worship with pleasure. If she wanted to cum from now on she would have to earn it, beg for it or both.
 
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Ingrid

"C..Cu..Cunt, CUNT, yes Miss, my cunt"

Her fingers are deep in me as she looks into my eyes and repeats the name, saying it with each thrust into me.

I feel their hands on me and the silk of the sheets and I am kneeling facing the Deans naked loins, his shaft is shiny and hanging big close to my face, I can smell the sex on him and yearn for it.

Miss is holding it, pulling it and squeezing, I can see it growing, standing up, hard and shiny, liquid coming out of the top, and..,

"COCK miss, Sirs Cock,"

she sucks it, licks the liquid and a thrill runs through me as I watch, takes it into her mouth, pulls, sucks and licks it,

give it to me, give it to me

“Now, worship your Master’s Cock Ingrid.” her words are all I need as like an eager child I take my chance, her hand is barely off his shaft when my mouth widens and closes over it, I feel it spring up, and I have to adjust my head and push down to keep it in, I want to use my hands but Miss has grabbed them, pulled them behind me. I loose hold with my lips and Sirs 'cock' springs up, I hear it smack wetly against his belly and I am forced to chase it to get it back.

keep it in, don't bite, use your toungue, her words fill my head

as I let it slide deeper, opening my mouth and taking it deeper and deeper, I feel I may choke but dare not let it slip out, my toungue moves around it, it is hot, a salty taste, slippery, and as I pause for breath I feel it pulse and more salty liquid runs into my throat.

breath through your nose Ingrid, don't panic, concentrate, do it good, don't worry about the dribbles

My hands are tied as I feel first her hands and then, oh and then her mouth on my 'cunt', hungrily licking me, her hands pulling my legs and cheeks apart to get into my cunt, licking the mess from me.

My back arches as I try to open myself to her toungue and her mouth, this feels so different to her fingers or the Deans cock, my whole body seems to thrill at the intense feeling, I can feel her fingers pulling my cheeks and cunny, cunt lips apart as her toungue pokes into me.

I feel them watching, Papa and my brothers, helpless, tied, as their cocks wave in the air, desparate to touch Ingrid, but can only watch as Sir and Miss pleasure me

Gasping for air, the Deans cock falls from my mouth as I gag and choke on the spit and juice in my throat, I was not concentrating, enjoying the feeling in my cunt, his cock rubs my face and eyes as I struggle to get it back in my throat,

success, its in, deeper now, take him all the way, show what you can do Ingrid
 
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"C..Cu..Cunt, CUNT, yes Miss, my cunt"…………………. "COCK miss, Sirs Cock,"

Ingrid dutifully repeated as Amanda Jane showed the young girl how to please me.
Ingrid was the first student I had taken as a protégé in many a year and I smiled for she reminded me in many ways of another young girl so shy and innocent until she had her first taste of the forbidden world of the sensual and the freedom of submission. Oh Yes Ingrid was very much like Amanda Jane Kensington.

There was a hunger in the young girls eyes as she repeated "COCK miss, Sirs Cock,"

Amanda Jane had positioned the young beauty expertly so her face was just above my throbbing prick, tightly bond young Ingrid’s hands behind her back with a silken cord,. Oh Amanda was in her element teacher , huntress, and seducer. I pondered what special reward I would grant her for young Ingrid.

Those thoughts and all else where driven out of my mine with her next command.

“Now, worship your Master’s Cock Ingrid.”

Amanda’s command all that was needed for Ingrid, like an eager child, took her chance, took what her eyes had hungered for. Amanda’s hand is barely off my shaft when Ingrid’s mouthed mouth widens and closes over it.
Denied the use of her hands the young girl had to adjust her golden head, push down to keep me in her mouth, her golden hair cascades over my thighs the ends tickling me. She loose hold with my prick' springs up, smack wetly smacks against me belly, glistening with Ingrid’s saliva, and she is forced to chase it, maneuver it back into her sweet mouth, to get it back.


Ingrid is such a good student so willing to please. Her tongue moves around my prick she slowly devours me and I am so pleased with her. She gage, Ingrid pauses to take a breath, my cock growing throbbing in her moist mouth, then lose hold of me she desperately chase my throbbing prick her young breasts grazing me as she again regains the prize she so desires now.

My hands cup her firm young breasts, I roll her nipples between my thumb and fore finger. Amanda is lashing her sweet young cunt reaming Ingrid out in such a delightfully decadent manner. My fingers now roll, pinch and tug at Ingrid’s taunt, puckered nipples. The young beauty’s body is sandwiched between Amanda and I as her golden head bobs up and down on my prick.

“Ingrid very good dear”

I praise her as her nose grazes my groin and she has opened her young throat to sallow me whole.

Amanda, instructs, and I praise our young student, for her success. My hips rise to meet Ingrid’s lips and I thrust ever deeper into he welcoming mouth. Then my body stiffens, and hot gushes of my scalding cum gush into Ingrid’s worshiping mouth.
 
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