Taylor Crane put the phone back in its cradle gently. His hand was shaking from the effort to restrain himself from slamming it down in Mrs. Potter's ear. The rumors were all over town now, each one more exaggerated than the last. That damn Valerie Fenton had gotten the whole town in an uproar over Rio Sur. Even the paper had come out with a pointed article… clearly, the bitch had everyone on her side. She'd gotten to a lot of parents already.
That McIlhenny guy must be dense as hell. Taylor got up wearily, popped a couple of aspirin in his mouth from the bottle in his desk and gathered his briefcase. Surely that smart ass McIlhenny had read his meaning. Should have gotten to that Fenton bitch by now. But, maybe not. Maybe you had to spell it out for him. Taylor hadn't thought it would be necessary after looking over his personnel folder. Christ! The stud couldn't keep his hands off teachers or girl students. The folder was studded with complaints which is why Crane thought he was probably the perfect choice to soften Valerie Fenton up. Hell! You want anything done these days you had to do it yourself.
Driving up the winding road high above the Pacific, Taylor Crane acknowledged to himself that it wasn't just the necessity of getting Valerie Fenton into a teaching slot in one of the town schools that prompted his decision to see her tonight. While trying to plot strategy in his head, the thought of that. luscious Scandinavian goddess was fusing his cock into a painfully imprisoned cannon in his pants.
Valerie finally got out of the shower, her body tingling from the needle sharp spray of hot water. She couldn't seem to take enough baths these days. Blotting her tanned nakedness with a huge fluffy towel, she thought about the guilt that she tried by multiple bathing to wash away. At least the psychologists would see it that way. First Bruce Landers and then Mike McIlhenny. Something had snapped inside her. It was as though all her careful New England upbringing had held the dam of her own awareness all these years; once that dam was broken, the flood of her repressed sexuality had come pouring out in a torrent. How else could she explain to herself her outrageous behavior with two different men in the space of a few days. It was horrifying simply because it was such a complete reversal of her whole self.
Dropping the towel she looked at her mirrored flesh with loathing and suspicion. The high full breasts, patched with white skin over the very ends where her bikini had stopped the sun. Another strip of white flesh showed just above her golden pubic hair where the tiny bikini pants had shielded her. The rest of her long curving body was golden tanned, sleek and voluptuous. Even the sight of her own body could arouse her now. Tentatively, she reached out a hand to weigh her own ripe heavy breast and felt an answering twinge in her golden haired pussy. Oh God! It was wrong, terribly, hideously wrong! With a little cry of humiliation, Valerie whirled and threw on a thick terrycloth robe to cover her own arousing nakedness.
The door chime echoed through the little cottage in a querulous two toned scale. Valerie jerked the pins from her top-knotted hair and pulled her robe high around her throat. She padded quickly across the carpet and opened the door a cautious crack.
"Yes?"
Taylor Crane looked down his nose at her imperiously and stepped in without a word. "Oh Dr. Crane… I… excuse me.. I wasn't expecting anyone…"
"Obviously." His eyes swept over her from bare feet to flowing blonde hair that hung in long pale strands down her back. The thick bulky terrycloth robe had the odd effect of making her look fragile despite her magnificent height and proportions.
"I… ah… do come in." Valerie felt her heart almost beating out of her breast. What on earth was the superintendent doing here at night? The memory of her ridiculous emotional outburst in his office flushed her cheeks.
"I'll just get some clothes on," she murmured in confusion. "Perhaps some coffee? I'll make some."
"Don't bother. This won't take long. Sorry to have disturbed you at home but I think it's time we had a… serious talk." The tall man sat in the middle of Valerie's couch as though he were occupying a throne. He watched her like a beast of prey who had spotted his quarry and could afford to wait and play with it a bit. Her robe, thick as it was, could not hide the beautiful young curves underneath it. Valerie was perched precariously on the edge of a chair, poised as if for flight, one long slender golden thigh revealed where the robe parted. The long blonde hair curled in damp tendrils around her beautiful concerned face.
"I told you before that perhaps we should see each other in more social circumstances. Glad you were home tonight." Valerie nodded dumbly, too afraid to speak, for Crane's eyes were pouring over her again in a more than familiar way. She felt an isolated muscle quiver in her belly and her throat was dry.
"Would you happen to have a drink in the house?"
"Oh… yes… forgive me for not suggesting it. Is gin all right?"
"Fine."
When they were back in the living room with martinis on the rocks, Valerie curled up at one end of the couch, clutching her glass as though it were a life raft. Taylor Crane looked very different to her. A sport shirt open at the neck and casual slacks revealed the lines of his tall powerful body. He looked younger but not less formidable. She waited for him to begin the conversation, wondering why she was both afraid of him and attracted to him. He was trying to ruin her career so how could she possibly be attracted to him? Perhaps the very strangeness of the man, his remoteness, his coldness… and then there were those abrupt shifts to frankly sexual stares.
She watched him take a long pull at his drink as he glanced at her bookshelves. The gin felt like a warm helping hand in her stomach, the glow spreading through her in little fingers of heat.
"Valerie," Crane said, sitting down beside her abruptly on the couch. "I know how you feel about Rio Sur but I'm prepared to offer you something very attractive to take its place." His voice was ominously silky.
"It's a good school, Mr. Crane, in spite of what you think."
"Taylor, please. We're talking as friends now, Valerie." His hand came out casually and caught a strand of fine blonde hair. He toyed with it.
"You look more womanly with your hair down."
Valerie looked at the carpet, not daring to meet his eyes. "You… you were saying you had something to offer me." Under the thick robe she was suddenly very conscious of her nakedness, When she should have been worrying about protecting the school and trying to persuade him to her point of view, she was beginning to feel her own newly freed awareness. It was crazy. How could she hold onto her own sanity if this continued! Bruce had unleashed something in her, she realized, that must have been straining for a long time to come out. Was she really like this underneath…? Was this the true Valerie Fenton coming out… a sensual minded slut? Oh God! Valerie took another long drink hoping the alcohol would somehow give her back the courage of her convictions.
"Yes… I'm prepared to offer you a lot of things." His hand strayed down to her knee. "Among them… a rather plum job at the Castagna school. The best teaching job in the district… you could write your own ticket there, you know. Small classes, ungraded. teacher aides…" His voice died to a whisper as his hand traced the length of her terry cloth covered thigh and his eyes were inches from hers, boring into her very soul.
Valerie could no longer avoid his eyes, steel gray, they shot into her, into the soft vulnerable places inside her. She could feel the insinuating hand on her thigh and a warming tingle ran through her nerves. MOVE! her brain ordered. Get up and walk away from this maniac!
"I think you have to give yourself a chance, Valerie. I could do a lot for you if you'd let me, you know," Taylor purred in a husky whisper into her ear. "You're a very beautiful woman… but lonely and alone."
Valerie heard his words from a distance, the sounds not translating immediately for his lips were at her ear and his hot breath shot in tiny gusts into the sensitive orifice. The soft sibilant sounds sent relaying shivers through her whole body. She knew dimly that in a matter of seconds he'd have her in the same position she'd been subjected to with Bruce and Mike but her muscles refused to move her away from the exaltations that flashed sensually over the surface of her skin. She found herself breathlessly waiting for his next move when he'd come closer yet.
Suddenly the mouth at her ear was sliding around her cheek and capturing her mouth in a long fiercely deep kiss. She could feel the hardness of his lips and the smooth white teeth behind them grinding into her soft mouth. That long striking tongue shot out into the warmth and wetness of her mouth and probed deep into her, forcing her head back against the couch. Not enough breath came through her straining nostrils and Valerie felt helplessly drowning in the wave of passion that swept through her like a raging tide.
"Noooo… Noooo…!!!" Something clicked and her brain began to function again when Taylor Crane's big hand snaked inside her robe and caught one fully ripened breast in a cruel squeeze, the brutal fingers digging into the resilient flesh while his tongue fucked relentlessly into her mouth. She must have been mad, completely mad to have let herself get into this position with a man who was her sworn enemy! Almost from that first moment he'd been her enemy. He wanted to take away her school, her children, her freedom, her hopes for a school of her own… and she was letting him maul her like a common whore!
Suddenly galvanized into action Valerie leaped from the couch and Taylor Crane's arms. She was shaking with rage and fury, a red sheet of flaming anger in front of her eyes. The anger was outwardly directed at the superintendent but its source came from her own recognition of the stupidity and humiliation she had exhibited before this man who wanted to take her school away and break her.
"Get out… get out of here," she screamed. Sudden tears came welling up to choke her and sobs arose from deep inside to shake her in a frenzy of rage.
"I don't want your job… your stupid town job… I wouldn't have it… only the kids suffer… education is a business to you… and all those other Doctors of Education… you don't care what happens to the kids… you don't care!… you only care about building up your own little empire!… well, I won't be a part of it… I won't. I'm going to fight… I am… I ammmmmm!" Valerie sobbed incoherently, backing away from. the tall rising figure that moved threateningly toward her.
Taylor moved toward her deliberately, watching the wide staring eyes that poured tears, the ragged breath sputtering out her mouth, the magnificently formed breasts rising and falling, the shaking hands. Yes, she was a filly worth taming, a bitch who didn't know her own need. He'd have her wanting it. Look at her now, one kiss and she was mewling and crying.
With one swift movement he caught a handful of long blonde hair and yanked her head back while he ripped the robe from her nakedness. "When I get through with you, bitch, no one in the state will hire you for anything! But first, I'm going to have the fun of breaking you in! You're going to beg for it… like you've never begged for anything in your life before!"
"Nooo… Oh God… please… just leave. You don't want me… pleaseeeee…!"
Another hard yank on her hair sent Valerie to her knees before this tall cold man who was going to use her so unmercifully. In horror she looked up from her position on the floor arid saw his flashing eyes grow hard and cold as ice.
"You're quite right, my dear. You have upset my applecart. You've made several wrong moves and I intend to have my revenge before I throw you out of the system entirely. But first, I'm going to fuck you like you should have been fucked about ten years ago. I'm going to fuck you and you're going to love it… you're going to love it so much you're going to grovel…" the words came from between Crane's grimly clenched teeth and each word was punctuated by a cruel pull on her long blonde hair that fell around her gilded body like a shroud except where his hand was tangled in its rich depths next to her skull.
"Nooooo… please… don't… Oh God…" The words bubbled from the depths of Valerie's heaving chest, the breath coming in jerking fits and starts, the tears streaming on and on down her beautiful face.
"Undo my belt… zip my pants down…"
Valerie looked up at him stupidly, still weeping and moaning incoherently. One hand went out feebly but she wasn't soon enough for him. A stinging slap across her cheek sent her reeling, but only the short few inches before his hand jerked her by the hair back to her kneeling position in front of his loins.
"Take out my cock, bitch!" he screamed.
Squeamishly she reached out again, afraid he might really do something terrible to her if she didn't obey him instantly. Her shaking hands found the tongue of his belt and released it. Fumbling and shaking and sobbing she somehow found the zipper and pulled it down to reveal a monstrous bulge mounding the front of the school superintendent's white jockey shorts. Valerie's cheek still stung where he'd struck her and she flinched when his other hand came out to bury itself in her hair. His pants slid slowly down long powerful hairy legs.
Toeing his shoes off quickly, Crane kicked the whole bundle, shoes and pants away from him, his eyes never leaving the tear stained subservient face kneeling in front of him, his hands still tightly twisted in the silky lengths of soft hair.
"Skin my shorts down," he commanded. He watched as she reached for his hips, the long golden arms pulling the heavy breasts even more upright and upward thrusting. Oooh God, the sensations of those slender young fingers pulling the shorts down his hips! His cock was jumping like a maddened beast and he could feel his balls growing hard and demanding. Christ! She was as luscious a little bitch as he'd ever encountered!
Valerie gasped as she stretched the knit jockey shorts downward and released the gargantuan length and thickness of Crane's hugely distended prick that bounded out of the cloth jail like an angry charging monster. Oh God! She could never hope to contain such an instrument of torture! It was inhuman! She could see the purple veined mammoth organ poling out just above her face, so strutted with blood that it looked as though it might burst the very smooth satiny skin that encased it. Oh dear God! How did she ever get herself in such a completely hopeless position… such a terrible horrifying situation!
Despite her terror she was also fascinated by the giant cock that loomed over her like a blunt ended club that would surely destroy her… split her asunder and leave her bleeding to death. It jerked and cleaved the air as though it had a life of its own, as though blindly seeking the hollow of her body with its one cyclops eye that drooled a drop of clear liquid lust just above her eyes.
Taylor looked down at the young teacher, Valerie Fenton, humbled and terrified kneeling at his feet like a slave, divesting him of his shorts and he gloated at her look of sheer horror when his cock sprang out before her like a thick knife. She trembled uncontrollably, her magnificently rounded breasts quivering, the breath rasping out of her lungs. Her soft mouth quaked and swallowed, the lips trembling and the tongue snaking out to lick their fearful dryness. The little pink lingual member was wet and pointed, coming out of her mouth like a lizard's tiny probe. He kicked the shorts off his feet decisively and jerked his shirt off like a mad man. Grabbing her beautiful young face again by the jaws, Crane looked down at her in triumph.
"Now, bitch… kiss my cock… gently… like you like it…!"
Valerie's eyes snapped open to terrified saucers, the entire whites showing in circles of surprised horror. He was a maniac, a naked powerful maniac, huge and tall and demanding this perverted act as though she were nothing more than a paid slut! "Open your mouth, bitch! Kiss my cock… lick it… or so help me, I'll ram it down your throat!"
Obediently, in abject fear, Valerie opened her lips tentatively. Her eyes fell from his stern and furious face down the length of Taylor's hard muscular body to the tightly curled light brown patch of pubic hair where his cock thrust out in obscene immensity. The great length hung above her like a sword, a huge lance of solid rigid flesh, darkened at the head and pulsing in anticipation. Oh God… in her mouth… he said to kiss it and lick it… as though she were liking it!
Impatiently, Crane jerked her head forward, his fingers twisting brutally in her long cascade of blonde hair, until her soft petaled lips touched the aching eager head of his huge penis. The first contact of Valerie's smooth sensuous lips sent an electric charge sparking through the whole length of his burning cock and he groaned ecstatically. The naked Lady Godiva kneeling before him like a servant, a subject over which he had complete dominion, recoiled slightly with that first touch and then came forward again more willingly when his hands tightened.
His head lowered, so that he could watch the lust-contorted features of her beautiful face, poised there before his loins, and his brain reeled with the mental image of his thick, pulsating cock burrowing in and out of her hungrily ovaled young lips; he was excited beyond all recall now, he had to have her suck him off! He could feel the semen beginning to boil in his testicles, and he knew it wouldn't be long before it would come spewing out of his shaft like a flow of hot molten lava.
"Hurry, hurry!" he commanded. "Suck it, baby, suck it!"
Suddenly, as if in abeyance, Valerie plunged her head forward. Crane felt the incredible, hot moist softness of her lips close over the sensitive head of his cock, felt her firebrand tongue lick obediently in tiny little circles of liquid heat, around and around it, flicking into the thinly pulsing opening, drinking up the lubricating fluid oozing there. His hands in her hair tightened and he thrust his loins forward, driving the length of his massive prick deep into the soft, warm folds of her mouth, feeling it slam against the back of her throat!
"Uuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm!" Valerie choked around the superintendent's hardened rod of flesh.
"Aaggggggghhhhhhhh!" Crane cried in lust crazed passion.
Valerie drew back slightly, so that she was able to taste the moist stickiness of his slowly secreting pre-cum again, twirling her tongue maddeningly faster around the blood-inflated head. He watched her lipstick rimmed lips working on his cock, watched the soft wet skin of her mouth pucker outward and then back in again as she moved her mouth the full length of his rigid hardness. The sight of the beautiful young teacher down on her knees sucking him increased his arousal, and his loins tensed and jerked into her face, all the fleshy expanse disappearing with each hard forward thrust, so that only a small stretch of it showed white and glistening with saliva wetness between her lips.
Her tongue, with a nerve-shattering lick on the outstroke, was like a separate entity, a thing gone wild with lust, making the head jerk and convulse as though it, too, were a thing alive with a mind of its own. For to Valerie's complete amazement, her horror was dissolving in the enchantingly debasing act that her boss was forcing upon her. The pungent taste and masculine odor of the huge ramming cock in her throat and mouth was causing wild shivers of excitement to race through her own naked flesh. The forbidden animalistic debauchery forced upon her helpless body was its own reward and a strange eagerness to participate willingly and well forced her brain to numbed silence while her naked sensual body began a non verbal communion with the great hungry cock protruding like an oversized banana from her widely ovaled lips.
Taylor Crane ran his tongue across his lips and found them to be dry. He felt a tremor course through his loins as he watched the young and previously terrified teacher clamp her lips voluntarily around his hugely distended member and begin to suck rhythmically. She might be young and inexperienced but she learned fast! By God, the bitch was a very quick study! Groaning raggedly through the myriad constrictions in his chest that her hotly swirling young tongue elicited from his rapturously aroused cock, he caught her beautiful face harder between his hands and guided the tightly sucking lips over the long rigid length. He could feel the muscles in her young tender throat working hungrily on the head as she gulped and tried to take the full length of his great bloated shaft down beyond her tonsils.
Almost choking from her too filled mouth, Valerie eased her mouth back down the long thick satin skinned prick that was wet with her saliva and glistened in the light from the lamp.
"Oh God… suck it, bitch… suck it back deeper in your throat…!" she heard Taylor croak above her. His great strong hairy thighs were quivering as he crouched slightly thrusting his hammer hard penis at her face again.
Her head came slowly toward his groin again and suddenly her tongue flicked out, the tip boring teasingly into the thin slit at the end, causing a thin oozing to flow forth and disappear into her eagerly lapping mouth. She ran her tongue along the underside of the rigid pole to lavish her copious saliva all over his scrotum. She smiled as she leaned to her task, for her boss' prick was pulsating wildly now, jerking in frenzy with her newly learned oral manipulations. She had never dreamed that anything so crude and pagan and lurid could taste so deliciously exciting! She wanted to swallow the whole thing if she could, for the taste of the thin oozing liquid in her wet mouth was all male and lust-inciting.
The tears had dried on her cheeks and she had been unaware of their drying up, for the taste of his masculine piquancy, the passionate odor of his genitals was sending wild tremors of delight coursing through her. Mewling deep in her throat, Valerie ravished her warm wet tongue upon the beautiful responsive penis. She brushed and grazed along its base and wide underside to its coroneal ridge, sticky and protruding from the thick foreskin, and then played with it, washing it with caressing, lapping strokes.
Again she returned to the head to slit the tiny hole in the smooth bloated glans with the pointed tip of her tongue. Then she returned to the base, letting her tongue slide over the hair covered sac of his testicles, the wiry hairs tickling her chin and cheeks. As she returned to engorge the hugely swollen rigidity of prick into her warmly enveloping mouth and started to suck, a terrible forbidden thought leaped into her numbed consciousness. She actually wanted that giant pulsating cock to cum in her mouth, to gush his mighty orgasm down her throat to pool in her belly, to swallow the seed, taste his semen and suck him dry to the balls!
Oh God! She was truly depraved! Bruce Landers, with his rape on the beach, had unleashed a fiercely female animal that she had never known existed inside the athletic, prudish, enthusiastic, bookish self that she had been all these years. There was no turning back, no hiding from herself any more that she needed the frankly sexual attentions of a man. Even this man, who was her enemy, aroused her to heights she never knew existed before. Yes… she had to have it, had to have this great strong male organ in her mouth, to suck and tease and cajole until he shot his huge load of hot sperm deeply into her belly!
"Oh Jesus! Valerie… baby… come up here…" Taylor Crane croaked, the sight of her slavering face and bouncing naked breasts and golden haired pussy completely subservient now to his jerking rod suddenly overwhelmingly too much! He bent and pulled her to her feet, the air hitting his saliva slickened cock coolly. Almost whining now, the breath rasping out of his chest in snorts and bellows, Crane bent and scooped the tall young teacher into his arms to deposit her on the couch.
"Suck it again, baby… suck it while I eat your pussy…" he moaned as he drew her upside down over his naked body so that her mouth had access to his jerking prick straining upward from his hairy loins. Looking upward Taylor spread her long beautiful golden thighs over his face and opened to his view the moist pink slit of her flowing cunt. Oh Christ! It was the tightest smoothest, swollen pink pussy he'd ever seen, the folds opening like lascivious orchid petals beckoning him inward into the very gates of heaven.
With a deeply secret anticipatory grin, Crane ran his hand over the white striped smooth rounded orbs of her ass cheeks and drew the thin fleece fringed mouth toward his face. The golden pubic hair was wet and lay in damp tendrils fringing the softly throbbing lips. With one fierce thrust his tongue plunged full length into the inner hole between the hair ringed edges and he felt the walls of her vagina clutch fiercely at his tongue, clamping around it like a skinning sheath. It was as though he prodded her with a cattle prod and sent a bolt of electricity straight up through her body for he felt her arch and scream an unholy yell as her muscles jerked and ridged to long quivering cords at the invasion of her warm wet pussy.
"Aaaggghhh… ooohhh Ggoodd…!"
Valerie heard the scream tear from her own mouth as Taylor jabbed deeply into the most secret recess of her body to sear her tender young cunt walls with the hot flame of his tongue. Oh God! She'd never felt anything like it! It was as though a lightning bolt had stabbed into her and her nerves and muscles tensed to the breaking point and still the arcing rapture shot through her!
A smile of triumph flitted across Crane's almost buried face as his tongue wormed hotly upward into the soft hollow and the thin golden curls of her pubic hair ringed his chin like a short silken beard. So… he'd been right about the bitch all along. Christ! She was the hottest little piece of tail he'd had in a long time. She wanted it so bad that the first moves had her wailing like a mad woman. God damn! Hot as hell and twice as sweet!
He was kissing her cunt now, while she in turn licked and teased his throbbing penis. How long had he wanted to feel the soft down of a woman's pubic area and smell the excited feminine musk of a desire-ridden pussy as it opened to his mouth, and here, now, with this vibrant, sensual female, he was doing just that! He could feel his lust swollen penis flow along the inner roof of the strange mouth, and a moan began to build deep, deep within his chest.
He breathed hard and blew into her, the cheeks of her ass clenching, then relaxing in front of his excited face. He pried her spread loins wider, pushing his mouth hard against the wetness of her vaginal slit, and she squirmed. He drew her over him deeper, so that her palpitating, soft-rimmed pussy was sunk deep upon his nose and lips, and holding her tight around the buttocks, so that she couldn't slip away, he thrust his thick, wet tongue forward again between the warm fleshy folds. He heard her gasp excitedly and renew her nibbling on his cock with frenzied hungry vacuum motion. She jerked with his hot teasing contact, quickly screwing herself down upon him harder. Her widely exposed young vaginal passage contracted, opening and closing around his tongue like a tight rubber band, until he had a difficult time breathing. His breath exploded into her with tiny, mewling grunts, that muffled themselves into oblivion, and then he spread her still wider with his palms and began to curl and flick his tongue at the nakedly grinding expanse of her milk-white buttocks. He sucked and licked while she swayed her firm smooth ass cheeks hotly around his face, almost out of control.
Her cunt flowered open wider, her secretions cascading down her inner thighs and his chin while he desperately swirled his saliva-drenched tongue around her wide-stretched vaginal hole. He could feel her muscles hollow and contract around his head and sides of his cheeks, and he plunged deeper, his tongue making lewd wet sluicing sounds as it burrowed deeper into her cunt with each wicked thrust. The tantalizing odor which assailed his sex-flared nostrils was a bubbling mixture of her cunt and lubrications, her thinly sweat-filmed skin, and the tiny, puckered little orifice of her anus, which was but scant millimeters from his eyes. He lifted his tongue from the oral fucking he was giving her warm pussy and he moved along to the pinkly throbbing bud of her rectal lips, rimming the crinkled little edges and darting inside her anal passage with quick stabbing thrusts. Then he returned, licking the softly throbbing cunt lips, plunging into the secret valley of her desire to discover her pseudo-phallic clitoris. He began to suck and tease it unmercifully, his teeth biting tenderly, his tongue reaming the little button of love while she churned and writhed above him in the lewd dance of desire.
She was almost ready to cum! Already!
He rammed his tongue deep around in her helplessly writhing loins, rounding and covering the viscous little openings to bring yet further guttural moans from her cock-filled mouth. Her soft warm thighs clenched his head viciously to her and he could feel the wet flesh slip moistly around his tongue as if the nibbling, toothless little mouth up between her legs was trying to snap and rip out his tongue by the roots, devouring it completely with all its strength. She snaked her heels against his shoulders and rubbed her now wildly palpitating pussy against his face as he mashed it back equally hard against the gluttonously flame seared vagina. The cords of her muscles stood out all along her body and she sucked savagely on his penis with ever-increasing hunger. She was aroused, wildly, crazily, insanely aroused… and she didn't care, she didn't care…
"Yes," she whispered in her stranger's voice. "Oh yes," she mouthed around the huge cock.
"Yes what, baby?" Crane asked, unable any longer to contain his animalistic grin of triumph but knowing that pretense was no longer important. "What do you want me to do?"
"I… I want you to… to suck me."
"Suck you where, baby? Where?"
"My… my pussy!" Valerie cried, her eyes closing again, her hips grinding a lewd sensuous circle down over his face, her head beginning to loll from side to side with expectant lust. "My pussy, my pussy! I want you to lick my pussy! Oh, God, lick it, lick it!"
Grinning triumphantly, Crane drove his head savagely upward, his lips mashing onto her vaginal lips, his tongue ramming deep into her vaginal orifice in the ultimate French kiss.
"AAAAAggggghhhhh!" Valerie screamed as his long hot tongue slashed into her, harder and harder, and her body reacted with convulsive lurches. Oh God, it felt good, it felt so goooddd! Oh God, how could she ever have denied herself this? It wasn't ugly, it wasn't sick… it was sooooooooo gooooooooddddddddd!
Crane continued his wanton tonguing of her moist trembling slit, his hands slipping up under her belly to her full firm tits, cupping and squeezing them almost brutally now while his mouth and tongue continued the assault of her widespread young cuntal furrow, making obscene sucking sounds that seemed to fill the room and Valerie's mind with a weird cacophony of sound. She clenched her slender hands into his hard thighs convulsively as Crane's probing tongue located again the erect, pulsating button of her clitoris. She whined sharply, agonizingly, as he took the tiny bud between his sharp white teeth, holding it tightly there, and began to run the tip of his tongue round and round it in continuous circles. Her head began to flail in total abandonment from side to side, and Taylor opened his mouth yet wider, moving his tongue along the smooth, heat moistened slit to the throbbing hair fringed opening of her vagina. He began to orally fuck her, harder and faster, faster and harder, sliding his hot, hard, wet tongue up into her passion-dilated cuntal mouth, listening to her below making unintelligible whimpering muffled sounds around his cock as he hotly swirled and flicked his oral member around the velvet-like interior of the desperately pulsating cunt lips. He slipped his hand beneath her thighs, pushing them further apart until the whole of her flowing vaginal plane was open in naked abandonment to his churning face, and then he cupped her soft smooth young buttocks in both hands as he thrust his tongue deep, deep into the searing liquid depths of her cunt.
Valerie's cries of animal pleasure now filled the living room. Oh God, Oh God, Oh God! her brain screamed over and over again as Crane continued to mouth and tongue her desire-drenched furrow. And then, as her buttocks jerked and spasmed with his plunging poker of a tongue, he drew the member out and drew it licking upward again to the secret, tiny puckered ring of her virginal anus. She sucked in hard on his cock in a gulping swallow, moaning in rapture, past all caring now even though a small part of her mind cried out that this was dirty, vile, perverted… straddling his face now, she ground her loins down at his mouth as hard as she could as he brought his tongue into seething wet contact with the forbidden opening, thrusting it into the tight little hole, splitting it wide to accept the heated wet probe. Valerie's body quivered uncontrollably now with the overpowering assault, and her body was spasming furiously with torrent after torrent of the sensual pleasure that had seized complete control of it.
Crane licked and sucked and drove his tongue again into her tight rhythmically flexing little asshole, reveling in the abandoned gyrations of her lust-controlled body, knowing that the moment of her climax wasn't far off… Well, that was fine with him; he would make her cum with his mouth first, while she sucked his cock. Later he'd fuck her. He began to drive his tongue harder and harder into her anal passage, and then, abruptly, drew it out to return to her now saliva drenched loins and the soft curling hairs fringing her pulsing cunt lips. He paused for a brief moment to stare up along the slick valley between her thighs. Oh Christ, she was really digging it! She was wallowing in it, all right; it won't be long now, not long at all. He lifted his head and resumed his licking of her pussy once more.
Valerie writhed and squirmed beneath the insanely licking tongue until she thought she would surely go mad from the sheer ecstatic rapture in her love-starved loins and stomach. God, she had to have release, had to have it soon! Her head continued to flail like a broken puppet's, grinding her crotch down into Taylor's lusting face and tongue, and she felt the gathering billows of her orgasm rising and rising and then… cresting…
Then suddenly she stiffened, and Crane heard the young teacher cry aloud. "AAAGGGHHH… I'm… going to… going… to…!"
Her whole being seemed to explode over the school superintendent and he could no longer hold back his own climax. My God! he thought crazily as the rush of sperm began to burst along its narrow tube… my God… never… never been like this… gooooooooddd! Jesus!"
"I'm… I'm cuuuummmmiiiiiiinnnnnnggggggg!" he groaned up into her hotly clasping cunt.
Taylor knew she too was straining up to an orgasm as she suddenly began to twist and wrench herself wantonly, her lips nibbling his cock like a child sucking a breast as he continued to wildly pillage her loins. The juices of her milking cunt suddenly exploded, and she arched her back and bucked wildly, her body quaking uncontrollably. Torrents of her excitedly seeping vaginal juices spread its sticky warmth over his face and down his cheeks, until finally, after a seeming eternity, she grunted the last of her orgasm, her muscles still heaving spasmodically. He could still hear her in and out sawing movement as she thrust deeply over his cock, absorbing it to the hilt in her mouth as the first spatter of his molten sperm burst geyser-like up into her throat.
Valerie's head bobbed furiously over his turgid shaft as she sucked the hot shooting jets of his semen hungrily, her mouth salivating as though his cum was the very essence of her existence. She felt him jerk and groan beneath her as he rammed his penis deeper and deeper in her throat. His cock continued the pulsating jerks of his ejaculation, the vengeance of his searing hot semen drenching her gullet. Valerie groaned as she sucked and her Adam's apple fluttered madly in its fevered attempt to control the gushing stream that squirted hotly up into her tightly locked mouth. She clasped her lips in a tighter elastic ring around the rhythmically jerking penis so as not to lose a precious drop, and she swirled her tongue around the throbbing head and swallowed more rapidly to make room for the seemingly unending torrent of more cum until she thought his balls were bottomless wells. His groans of pleasure incited her to greater effort, and then with one final spewing, his cock began to slowly deflate in her mouth. She waited a moment, hoping for more, then lifted her head, his prick sliding from her glistening lips with a soft wet sucking sound. She turned and smiled at her boss, Taylor Crane, who grinned contentedly in return. A trail of semen dribbled down her lips and chin, dropping like a thick white spider web to his belly.
Taylor lay panting, easing back to earth. He reached out wearily to stroke the long silky strands of Valerie's waterfall of blonde hair that covered her back like a veil. He pulled her around and over him so that she lay stretched out along the length of his body and kissed her heavily, mingling the tastes of their joint orgasms together in their tightly locked mouths. Later he spoke.
"You see… I have your interests at heart. You have to do what I say and everything comes out fine…" He felt her snuggle her nose into his neck, the great delicious mounds of her breasts mashing into his hairy chest while his hands smoothed down her back to cup and squeeze the smoothly rounded cheeks of her red-flushed young buttocks and press her against his still partially hard cock.
His mouth found her ear and tongued into the hot waxy little shell, "In a little while… I'm going to fuck you… fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
Her head came up and she stared deeply into the darkened grey depths of his eyes. "Oh God yes…!" she whispered fiercely. "Fuck me… Fuck me, please… fuck me with that great huge beautiful cock of yours… fuck me to death!"