SUBJECT: Ellen G.
AGE: Sixteen
I watched Mr. Vickers spank Debbie Sue.
He had already spanked me. My eyes were wet, and my bottom was red and sore, but not too sore, since he had only spanked me with his hand.
The three of us – me, Debbie Sue, and Mr. Vickers – were in the living room at Beverly's house on a Thursday afternoon.
It was about five o'clock, but it was late in the spring, so it was warm and there would be hours of daylight left.
All of us had come here right after school. Debbie Sue and I walked over. The season was over, so she didn't have to go to cheering practice.
Beverly and Mr. Vickers each drove in their own cars, since it would have looked suspicious if they went together.
Suspicious since he was a married man while she's single and unmarried and lives alone. There's always lots of gossip and wagging tongues at high school, and if some students or teachers saw Beverly and Mr. Vickers riding together, they might think that they were more than friends, maybe having an affair.
Hah! What a laugh! They would have thought that was hot stuff, a married man making love to a teacher!
They should have known where Beverly was really at, and what she was into – they should have known what Mr. Vickers wanted to do with me and Debbie Sue – they should have known that there was a ring of high school hookers working under their very noses!
They should have known – 'cause then they might have dropped dead from the shock!
But they wouldn't know, 'cause we, and especially Beverly, were too clever for that. Anyway, it was good that they didn't know.
Debbie Sue and I didn't have to wear anything special, or even get into nighties or get naked, not at first.
Mr. Vickers wanted us just the way we were when we went to school, so that's how he got as. 'Course, we didn't stay dressed for long! We were in the living room. Beverly had gone to her room, out of the way, but where she could keep an ear and maybe an eye on what was going on.
Having her around made Mr. Vickers uncomfortable. He liked to be with the high school girls, but didn't want a grown woman watching.
That was his hang-up. Other guys were different, and actually got off on having Beverly in the room, watching the whole scene and session.
Mr. Vickers knew all about us, or at least partly. One time, Debbie Sue went into his office and took down her panties and let him fuck her hot little pussy.
After he got that taste, Beverly got in touch with him. She said she had some interesting educational case studies which she thought he might find interesting and informative in his administration of student discipline.
That was just a line, to get him to come over to her house. Beverly had everything set up for his arrival.
When he walked in the door, he saw Debbie Sue stretched out on the couch, naked except for a pair of panties, holding her hands over her tits, like she was modest.
If you knew Debbie Sue like I do, you'd know what a laugh that is. Her modest – hah! Anyway, after Mr. Vickers recovered from the shock, Beverly told him where it was at, and how if he wanted to fuck her or spank her or come in her mouth, he would have to pay for the privilege.
He took him aside and worked out a deal. Like you might have heard from the other girls, Beverly always keeps us out of the financial arrangements.
But she takes care of us real good. It was Beverly who taught all us girls to open up lots of little bank accounts all over town.
That way, instead of having one bank account with a couple thousand dollars in it, we had lots of little accounts with a few hundred in each.
That kept people from getting suspicious. Bank tellers get suspicious when teenage girls walk in and deposit a few hundred dollars each week.
It was Beverly who got us all to save our money. She said that the fastest way for us to get put out of business by parents and the law was for us to start flashing around a lot of bread, and buying heaps of new clothes and stuff.
Anyway, it was real convenient with Mr. Vickers, since he was assistant vice-principal, and it was his job to deal with student discipline.
It was Mr. Vickers who got after the students when they skipped classes, or came in late, or cut a day or two of school.
Now that he was playing ball with us, Beverly was able to get all of her girls out of class or school anytime at all.
That enabled us to take morning and afternoon sessions, instead of having to wait until school hours were over.
Anyhow, Mr. Vickers was getting his reward. I stood in the corner, dressed in my bra, panties, socks, and sneakers. The panties were pulled down to the tops of my thighs.
My bottom was red and tingling. I looked over my shoulder and was able to watch Mr. Vickers spank Debbie Sue.
He was so into spanking her that he didn't notice I was watching.
Debbie Sue was almost naked. All she wore were panties, and they were pulled down to her thighs, with her ass exposed.
She was stretched face down across Mr. Vickers' lap. Her tits pressed his leg, and her crotch was right on his stiff cock.
Mr. Vickers was hot and sweating, which made his face all shiny and red. He had taken off his jacket, unknotted his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and rolled up his shirtsleeves. He meant business when he spanked us!
I wanted to rub my bottom and take some of the soreness out of it, but I thought that if I moved, I might call attention to myself, and not be able to watch.
Debbie Sue moaned and cried on his lap, but she was loving it. She's such a little slut, well, not so little, if you ever saw the size of her tits.
Her nipples were stiff from the spanking, and as Mr. Vickers swatted her ass, she rubbed her crotch against his cock.
Her bottom was getting bright red under his hand, but his penis must have been getting even hotter with her crotch rubbing it.
He was getting too hot to keep on spanking us, and ready to move on to other things. He gave Debbie Sue a few more hard swats.
He stopped spanking her. His eyes were staring down at her red bottom. Debbie Sue covered her face with her hands and went boo-hoo-hoo.
He patted her and told her that her punishment was over. He eased her off his lap and made her stand facing him.
Debbie Sue whined, "My bottom hurts!"
"I'll kiss it and make it better," Mr. Vickers said.
He put his hands on her hips and turned her so that her backside faced him. He bent forward and kissed her ass.
Debbie Sue moaned when his face pressed her ass. He kissed it, then he licked it up and down, making the red cheeks wet with his spit.
Debbie Sue leaned forward, shoving her ass back in his face.
After a while, Mr. Vickers lifted his face from her ass. He said, "Ellen, you may come out of the corner now and join us."
"Thank you, Mr. Vickers," I said.
I went to him and stood beside Debbie Sue. You know what Debbie Sue looks like, since I know that she loves to talk about herself.
So, I'll tell you what I look like. I'm shorter than Debbie Sue and a lot more rounded, with thick black hair which falls on my back and on my tits.
I have dark eyes and olive skin and wide lips. I don't wear much make-up, but I do like to wear a little eye shadow and liner, just to make the eyes look even wider and deeper, since they're one of the best features on my face.
I am stacked. That's one thing I don't have to pretend to be modest about.
I've got big tits, a skinny waist, wide hips, and a big round ass (but not a fat one!). I'm short but really built.
The only girl working for Beverly who's bigger in the bust than me is Tina, and she's a lot taller, too, almost half a head.
But I'm almost as big in the tits. Besides, Tina's almost two years older than me, and I'm still growing, so who's to say that I won't get bigger, and pass her?
My tits are as big as most grown women, maybe bigger than most. All the females in my family – my mother, aunt, sisters – are all built big.
I haven't heard a complaint yet, from any boy or man – or from any female, either. As you can guess, I'm proud of my physique.
My nipples are fat. They're about the size of grapes, pasted to the tips of my melon-sized tits. The nipples were stiff when I joined Debbie Sue.
We two bad girls stood side by side, facing Mr. Vickers. I hung my head like I was ashamed, and looked down at my feet, and Debbie Sue did the same.
But my nipples were standing straight out, and my pussy lips were quivering like crazy, and my bottom was red and burning.
Mr. Vickers said that he was sorry he had to punish us (liar!), but that he hoped it had done some good, and that we had learned not to misbehave.
He asked us if we would be good girls. He asked us one at a time. He asked me first and I nodded and said I sure would be a good girl.
Then he asked Debbie Sue the same question, and she gave him the same answer. He said that he would see if we were sincere in our desire to be good, or if we were just pretending. If we were faking, we would be spanked some more.
We both cried out and begged him please, no more spankings. He said that it was all up to us, and depended on our conduct.
Would we be his good little girls, and do all that he wanted?
Sure we would…
That's when he started touching and kissing us. He patted my hip and squeezed it and then started rubbing my thigh.
He reached out with his other hand and touched Debbie Sue right square on her stiff nipple. She went, "Oh!" like she was surprised.
He told us to sit down on his lap. He held his legs spread apart, and had me and Debbie Sue each sit on one of his legs.
I sat on his right thigh, and she sat on his left. We faced each other, our knees touching and bumping.
He put his arm around my waist and hers and hugged us. He had a double handful of girl. He kissed each of us.
He kissed me on the mouth and stuck his tongue in my mouth. He rubbed my tongue and he pressed his lips real hard on my mouth.
He felt my tits while he kissed me. Then he stopped kissing me, reached for Debbie Sue, put his hand on the back of her neck, pulled her head down to his, pressed his open mouth on hers, and stuck his tongue in it.
The way we sat on his legs, our tits were right under his face, under his nose. Under his mouth, especially when he kissed and sucked them.
He pulled me to him and rubbed his face against my tits. He was sweating and the sweat made his skin slippery. It smeared on my tits.
While he played with my tits, he put his hand on Debbie Sue's thigh. He rubbed her inner thighs but didn't touch her pussy just yet.
He kissed my tits all over, but especially on the stiff nipples, which I must say were much bigger than Debbie Sue's.
He nibbled on my nipples and ran his tongue back and forth over them. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and whipped it with his tongue.
My nipples were stiff and the licking felt real sexy.
He played games with my tits. He had to stop rubbing Debbie Sue between the legs. But he took hold of her hand and pressed it in his crotch.
His thing was all hard and Debbie Sue rubbed it through his pants.
He used both hands on my tits. He cupped them, one in each palm, like he was weighing them. He pulled them apart and pushed them together.
He pushed them real close, so they were really plumped up, and moved them so the nipples were right close together, jutting out side by side.
Then he stuffed both in his mouth. He had to stretch his mouth at the corners to take both nipples in at once.
He jammed them in his mouth and held them with his lips, pulling and sucking them. Having them pushed up like that made them ache a little.
My bottom was sore from that spanking, and I kept squirming and shifting on his thigh, trying to get comfortable.
Debbie Sue was doing the same thing, but when she really started rubbing his hard cock, it was his turn to squirm in his seat.
Finally one of my nipples popped free from his mouth. He sighed and sucked the other one for a while longer.
Then he took the other nipple out of his mouth. He had me push up my tits, and pull my head down so that my chin was on my chest.
My tits are big enough so that when I did that, I could rub them against my face, and lick and kiss my own nipples, which Mr. Vickers had been doing.
While I did that, he felt and fondled Debbie Sue's tits, kissed and sucked them.
At last he took his mouth off her tits. Her nipples are usually pale pink, but after the sucking they were dark and red.
He put his hands on the backs of our necks, pushing our heads together. He wanted us to kiss, so kiss we did.
We moved our faces together and locked open mouths and put our tongues in each other mouths and licked and rubbed.
There was a hand rubbing my crotch – his hand, of course. He fingered my pussy lips, then pressed them with his fingertip.
He put his finger inside me. I was all wet inside, and the finger slipped in, although my tight pussy clutched it.
He fucked me with his finger. At the same time, his other hand worked between Debbie Sue's legs, rubbing her crotch.
He put his finger inside her, too. I knew when he did it, 'cause Debbie Sue kind of groaned when the finger filled her.
We went on kissing while he finger-fucked both of us at the same time. Our kissing got real hot and passionate, and we were really getting it on.
We touched tits, too, with my big round globes sliding against her tits, which are pretty full (but not like mine!) and kind of pointy and pear-shaped.
With two naked girls sitting and squirming on his lap, it wasn't so very long before Mr. Vickers got hungry to fuck us with more than his fingers.
The only question was, which of us would he fuck first?
He pulled his fingers out of both of us at the same time, and parted us so that we stopped kissing.
Our juices covered the fingers he had put in our pussies. He changed his hands, and put the finger he had fucked Debbie Sue's pussy with in front of my face, while he put the finger from my hole up to her mouth.
Then he had us suck each other's juices off his fingers. He pushed his fingers in and out, like they were hard cocks fucking our mouths.
He did this for a little while. He eased us off his laps, we stood up.
He could have taken us right there on the floor, but instead he marched us out of the living room and down the hall.
We left our clothes where they had fallen on the floor – we wouldn't be needing them for a while longer!
We went into the small bedroom down the hall from Beverly's bedroom. It's a simple room, with a bed, chest of drawers, and not much else.
Mr. Vickers stood at the bedside, squirming while he had us undress him. We rubbed our hands all over him, across his sloping shoulders, down his thin chest, along his plump thighs and over his fat ass.
He moaned when our hands glided between his legs and rubbed him there. We pressed our tits with their stiff nipples up against him.
I unbuttoned his shirt. Debbie Sue pulled it out of his pants. He wore an undershirt which was damp with sweat.
He peeled off the shirt. I rubbed my nipples against his chest.
He lowered his head. I lifted my tit and he sucked a nipple while Debbie Sue opened his pants. They were baggy and fell down his legs.
He wore a pair of boxer shorts with a fat stiff crotch, thick and bulging. I pulled down his shorts while Debbie Sue fed him her tits.
Since she's taller, he didn't even have to lower his head to suck them.
I got on my knees as I tugged down his shorts so they could join his pants at his ankles. His stiff cock flopped in my face.
I stopped it from bobbing and jerking by taking it in hand. I kissed the head of it and then I took it in my mouth and sucked it.
He didn't want to come too soon, so after I had sucked him for a moment or two, he pulled his penis out of my mouth.
He was as naked as we were. He put his arms around our waists and hugged us and squeezed us and walked us to the bed.
He took down the sheets and blankets. He kissed my mouth and kissed the mouth of Debbie Sue and then got into bed.
He lay down on his back, and then the question of which girl he would have first was answered – he would take us both on at the same time.
He would take one of us by mouth, and have the other sit on his stiff cock.
I was the one who mounted his mouth.
I'm bigger than Debbie Sue, heavier, with a bigger butt, fatter crotch, more plump thighs, so he really got off on having me squat.
But Debbie Sue mounted him first, since he wanted to watch. I knelt up at the head of the bed, while she straddles his hips.
She stuck her finger in her mouth and licked it wet and then rubbed it in her slit, lubricating it, not that she needed it, since she was dripping.
She straddled his hips. She took hold of his cock and held it upright, then she put her crotch over it so the pussy lips just touched the penis head.
She squeezed his cock, making the red head seem to get even wider and more swollen. She rubbed the tip of it against her pussy.
She rubbed it up and down her pussy lips, teasing him, but she was getting hot, too, from having the cock head rub her there.
He squirmed and she knew he wanted to have his stiff cock engulfed with her pussy. She stopped rubbing herself with his thing. She pressed the tip of the head against her slitted pussy lips and then she pushed them apart with the cock head.
She opened her pussy lips and her pussy was all wet and dripping and slippery pink. She guided the cock and stuffed the head inside.
She oohed and aahed as she was plugged with the fat cock head, which stretched her membranes. Mr. Vickers moaned even harder.
She lowered herself on his cock, taking him inside. The red shaft was swallowed up in her snatch, until she had it all the way in.
Now it was my turn to mount him – mount his head, not his cock.
I crawled on my knees, tits bobbing, nipples stiff, pussy lips quivering, membranes dripping with juices.
I put my knees on either side of his head. My legs were folded under me and pressed his warm sweaty cheeks. My pussy was over his mouth.
He reached up and wrapped his hands around my hips and pulled me to him.
My pussy was rich and ripe and smelling of sex. He pressed his nose to my pussy and inhaled deeply, filling his nose with my aroma.
His nose tickled my pussy where it rubbed it. He opened his mouth real wide.
Once I watched a TV show about life in the wild, and it showed a snake swallowing an egg. That snake just snapped his jaws wider and wider to swallow the egg, which looked bigger than its head.
Well, that's just how Mr. Vickers looked to me, like a big hungry pair of jaws opened wide to swallow up my pussy, bush and all.
Maybe he would have liked to, but my pussy was too big for that. I lowered myself down on his face, my pussy lips spreading when they touched his mouth.
The pussy lips split and spread. His face was smeared with my membranes and juices. I rubbed my pussy on his face, smearing him with my juices.
His mouth was hot and steamy and working under me. He slobbered between my legs. He shoved his tongue up inside me and started licking and lapping.
I rocked back and forth while he slid his tongue over my membranes. He licked up juices and swallowed them down.
Debbie Sue was working out hard, too. She looked like she was riding a horse.
She leaned far forward, so that her head touched my tits – that felt nice.
That caused her pussy to press even tighter and harder on his cock. Then she hugged his thighs with hers and rocked back and forth.
She rode his cock, while I rode his mouth. My tits bobbed and sometimes they slapped her face, which made me smile, sort of.
Mr. Vickers put his tongue on my clitoris and rubbed some love into it.
That man seemed just about crushed by us girls – but was he loving it!
He squirmed under me, rubbing my clitoris with his lips and tongue, dipping his tongue deep inside my pussy, stroking, then putting the tongue back on my clit.
He squirmed under Debbie Sue, too, shoving his hips upward to drive his cock deep into her pussy, sliding into her.
He ground his hips into hers. When she rose up, I saw the shaft of his cock slide out of her pussy, until only the head was between the pussy lips.
Then Debbie Sue settled back down on him and took him good and deep again.
Each time she made that move, going up and then down, his cock got redder and hotter – but that wasn't the only way I could tell how excited he was.
The more turned on and hot he got, the harder and more frantic he got while he was licking and lapping and tonguing my pussy.
My tits hurt from bobbing around so much, so I took hold of them to keep them in place, and gripped them, one in each hand.
As long as I was doing that, I might as well put them to use, especially since my nipples, stiff as they were, ached for attention.
I pinched my nipples, just hard enough to hurt, but it was a good hurt, since it made my pussy quiver each time I pulled the nipples or pinched them.
Mr. Vickers was just about at his climax. Since his mouth was glued to my pussy, I felt his moans. The more he mo aned, the wilder it felt, so that I started moaning myself. Suddenly he went all stiff all over his body, and not just in his cock, so that he felt like he was made of warm rock. He shook under me and Debbie Sue. He cried out when he came, and I almost fell off his face from how intense it felt.
Then he arched his back and drove his cock deep in Debbie Sue.
She hugged his hips really tight with her thighs and took his cock deep while he came. I squeezed his head with my thighs and pressed my pussy against his face and mouth, smothering him with the dripping wet flesh of my pussy.
After a few seconds, I lifted up so he could breathe.
When he stopped coming, he slumped and lay there like he had fainted, but his loud moans said that he surely hadn't fainted.
He lay there for a while. At last, he signalled me and Debbie Sue to climb off.
I lifted my pussy from his face. It was bright red and shiny with juices. His eyes were all watery and washed out.
His mouth was open and gasping for breath. The taste of me was thick on his tongue and he smacked his lips and licked them.
My bush was dripping, and there was frothy white spit all on it. My pussy lips were even wetter, and fat drops of his saliva rolled off them.
My pussy felt like a mass of hot jelly. My nipples were stiff and aching.
Debbie Sue lifted herself up on her knees. She gasped and shivered from the feeling of his stiff cock sliding out of her pussy.
The cock head popped out of the pussy lips, smearing them with come. He lay there resting. He was ready for more and wanted me and Debbie Sue to change positions, with me riding his cock and she, sitting on his face.
Only he wasn't a come freak and didn't intend to eat his own semen – that job was reserved for me.
I lay down on my back and Debbie Sue squatted over my face. She rested her ass cheeks on the top of my tits, and her pussy hung in my face.
Debbie Sue pulled back the oily pussy lips and showed me her membranes, which dripped with come. I opened my jaws wide.
She squatted down on my face, engulfing me in her body heat and the masses of come which I licked and sucked and swallowed.
Mr. Vickers lay on his side, watching, playing with his penis, rubbing it against Debbie Sue, so his thing would be good and hard for me when I took my turn and rode his cock while she sat on his face and had her pussy eaten.