Sally was very happy at the way things had turned out. She already had an A coming from Mr. Thicket and she had him wrapped around her little finger. Bill was always panting after her ready to do anything she asked for another ride in the front seat.
And now Marylynn.
She'd gotten out of gym practice every day. She sensed the other girls looking at her jealously when she was excused for some task or another. Actually she was simply excused to go back to the coach's office. Marylynn would come back quickly for a few quick feels. Sally allowed it to go no further than that. She didn't want to be caught. She had taken a chance when she thought it was worth the risk. Now there was no risk for she had Marylynn wrapped around her other finger.
She loved the sense of power it gave her. She knew that before long she was going to find other teachers in the school who were hot after her. Hell, Sally thought, she could end up running the damn school!
But she had never forgotten that she had been promised Marylynn's husband and a few weeks later Sally was ready to have his cock.
She had gone to the coach's office early that day.
"Why, hello, Sally," Marylynn said sweetly. Her voice had taken on a new tone of submission whenever they were alone together.
"Close the door," Sally said.
Coach Marylynn quickly closed the door. Sally stood glaring at her with her hands on her hips. Marylynn looked down at the hot gaze.
"Haven't you forgotten something?" Sally said.
"No," Marylynn said. "I don't think so."
"The promise you made. About your husband."
Marylynn blushed red.
"No, I haven't forgotten. I kind of hoped that you had."
Sally allowed Marylynn to approach her and put one hand on her tit. She waited as Marylynn softly caressed the huge nipple. Finally Sally pushed the hand away as a dreamy expression started to cross Marylynn's face.
"Your husband?" Sally reminded her.
"You won't like him. He's big and rough and brutal. You won't like him. He'll hurt you."
"I like a man to hurt me a little," Sally said. "Now when can I have him?"
"Do you really have to?"
"I have to," Sally said.
"He'll be home this afternoon."
He came to pick up Marylynn that afternoon.
Sally felt warm just looking at him. He was well over six-foot tall and he was very well muscled.
Sally had gotten Marylynn to describe his cock.
The details made Sally feel randy as hell.
Sally saw the look in his eyes as he looked over all the young girls on the sidewalk in front of the school. He had the same look that Duke had. A look of lust. Sally knew that he would be a fantastic lover.
Marylynn had tried to talk Sally out of it, but her warnings about how he hurt only made Sally feel more excited and she held Marylynn to her promise. Sally was going to get that huge cock.
They had developed a simple plan. Sally was to come over that afternoon. She was supposed to pretend helping Marylynn grade some papers. Marylynn said it wouldn't be hard to seduce her husband. He was already hot for young skirts.
Sally had picked her outfit very carefully. She wore a halter top and tight shorts. She didn't bother wearing a bra. She let her hair hang down on her shoulders.
She immediately saw John's eyes go wide with appreciation. She could imagine that his hands were itching to touch her flesh. She could feel her nipples growing hard.
"Hi," Sally said.
"You must be the girl who's supposed to help my wife. Sally, isn't it?"
"Yes."
"She told me to expect you," John said. "She's in the kitchen."
Sally felt a little weak and out of breath just standing so close to him. He was a man like Duke.
His muscles bulged out of his shirt. She could sense the heavy aura of sex about him. She took a glance at his crotch. He wore tight jeans that showed off a huge bulge. Even limp he was bigger than any man she'd seen.
"Follow me," he said.
Sally brushed past him feeling her nipples get hard and sensitive. She could feel his eyes on her tight shorts, exploring the crevice at her ass.
"The kitchen," he said.
He wanted to walk behind her. Sally knew that his eyes burned holes in her clothes every step of the way. Marylynn was grading papers at the kitchen table.
"Oh," Sally said, trying to behave like an innocent little girl. "I just love your kitchen."
Marylynn stared at her. "Do you?" she asked.
"Oh yes," Sally said. "Such nice colors and so roomy. I wish our kitchen was as roomy."
"I shouldn't imagine you'd spend much time in the kitchen," Marylynn said.
There was an edge to Marylynn's voice that told Sally that the woman was both angry and jealous. Sally didn't care. She knew she was going to get a hot cock pretty soon, so nothing Marylynn could do would bother her.
"Shall we get started?" Marylynn suggested.
"Of course," Sally said.
Sally sat down at the table. For a long while they really did grade a few papers. Sally wanted it to be as realistic as she could. She wanted John to feel like he really was taking her.
John sat across from her and watched them grade papers. Sally could feel his stares on her tits. His hot eyes undressed her and Sally squeezed her thighs tightly together. She gave Marylynn a look that said the time had come.
Sighing with disgust, Marylynn got up.
"I've got to get something from the store," Marylynn said. "I forgot about it until right now and I need it for class next week. Can you figure out the grades on these, Sally?"
"Sure," Sally said.
"Good. Then I'll just leave it to you. I'll be back in an hour or so." Marylynn left them alone together.
John felt a little alarmed at being left alone in the house with so attractive a girl. He knew his wife would never think of him trying something with Sally, but he felt a strong urge in his groin. It would certainly be nice to stick his cock into her sweet little honeypot.
"How are your grades this year?" he asked.
He really didn't want to hear about her grades but he was willing to try anything to keep his mind off sex. He could feel the heat from the little girl's body. It almost made him want to cry with desire. She had such a sweet young body – and those nipples poking out so hard and sensitive! God, how he'd like to wrap his lips around those!
"Very good, sir," Sally said.
She could feel the tension in the room. He wanted her. She risked a glance between his legs. God, what a huge cock! It was already stiff and threatening to tear out of his jeans. Sally closed her legs warmly together.
"That's good," he said, sounding like a teacher. "It's always good to have good grades."
Sally almost laughed out loud. He was so pathetic. This was not the way she wanted him to be. She wanted him to be strong and demanding.
"Would you like to see some more of the house?" he asked.
Now it was coming. He was licking his lips in anticipation. He would certainly take her once he got her into the bedroom.
"I should finish these," Sally said.
"It'll only take a few minutes," he said.
"All right," Sally said. "I really would like to see it. It's such a pretty house."
Sally hoped she knew what part of the house he wanted most to show her. The bedroom. Marylynn had told Sally about his idea of the bedroom. It was very macho with thick carpets and a big bed.
He was very proud of his bedroom.
He wasted a lot of time before he took her there. He took her through the living room and den. She was getting impatient by the time they reached the bedroom.
"And here is where we sleep," he said.
It was just as Marylynn had described it. A big, room with thick carpets. A big brass bed. There was no doubt that this was a room for sex. Lots and lots of sex.
"Care if I kick off my shoes?" Sally asked. "I love to walk on a soft carpet with my bare feet."
"All right," he said.
She kicked off her shoes and walked through the room. The carpet did feel good on her bare feet. She expected him to approach her. She expected his hands on her at any minute. But instead he remained by the door and made no move toward her.
She was getting hotter and hotter.
She turned to him and gave him a soft smile.
"Would you like to?" she asked.
"Like to what?" he questioned her.
God, he was dumb. He was not at all what Sally had expected from listening to Marylynn. But she was hot and she needed a cock.
"Like to fuck, silly." Sally shrugged.
A lewd smile crossed his face and he started pulling off his clothes. He was a nice-looking man with his clothes off. His muscles were very nicely formed. He had a very hairy body.
He came to Sally and took her in his arms. His mouth pressed down on hers. He was not as demanding as Sally had wanted. She realized that even a good man with muscles was no match for the rough way Duke had handled her.
But she needed a cock and he had a monster. She could feel it pressing between her legs. He jerked up her tight halter and one strong hand clamped down on her tits.
"God!" he rasped. "You are a sweet thing."
It wasn't going like she'd wanted it to go. She loved the hardness of his body rubbing against her. She loved the way his tongue probed at her mouth. She opened her lips to his thick, fleshy tongue and dueled his tongue with her own. His hands clutched her ass and squeezed gently.
But she wanted more than what he was giving her. She wanted to feel controlled. She wanted him to demand and to take, but he was only asking gently. This was not how she'd wanted it to be at all.
Her pussy was hot as he pressed her back against the bed. She allowed herself to be pushed into the bed. He was able to get her panties off. His hand plunged between her wet thighs. She could feel his fingers probing against her cunt.
She could feel his hard cock brushing against her bare thigh and she was excited by the hugeness of it. Sally wrapped her fingers around his huge prick. He really had a weapon there. It was a shame he didn't know how to use it.
"Fuck me," she said. "Fuck me hard!"
Jesus, was he ready. He climbed on top of her and pressed his huge prick against her cuntal entrance. She parted her legs wider. He hurt her a little but she was wet enough to allow him a fairly easy entry. His hot prick filled her pussy completely.
If only Duke had had a weapon like this. Duke would have known how to use it. But it was wasted on this large man. He was all muscle and no technique.
He was deeper in her cunt than any man had ever gone and he started fucking in wild, violent strokes. She felt his meaty flesh press against her clit at each hard stroke. It felt really good and she started moving against him.
He started squeezing her ass again.
His cock made her feel good, but not wonderful. She felt her hot juices start to flow as her climax built up. Her titties were sensitive and swollen. She knew it wasn't going to be long before she came.
"Oh God!" she cried. "You're making me come. Oh fuck, you're making me come. Oh God and fuck! Here I come!"
She flooded him with a gush of hot pussy juices. A moment later she felt him gasp and he started pouring spurt after spurt of his hot semen into her hungry cunt.
They lay like that for a long while, then the front door slammed and John jumped up.
"Oh my God," he said. "That's my wife!"
"Don't move," Sally said. "Don't move or you'll never fuck me again. Just stay there."
He had been a good fuck, but not a great one and this made Sally somewhat angry. She was determined that she was going to make Marylynn pay for her lies. Marylynn's husband was no brutal fucker. He was as easily handled as Mr. Pucket had been.
Marylynn came into the bedroom and stopped in surprise. Evidently she had not expected this kind of naked reception.
"My God!" she said. "I thought…"
"You thought we'd be finished," Sally said. "But we aren't. It's nice of you to join us."
Sally could feel an angry surge of power going through her. Now she had both husband and wife under her control and she was determined to see how far she could take them.
"How are you at sucking cocks, Coach Marylynn?" Sally asked. "I know you like titties but how are you at swallowing a man's cum."
Sally had been thinking about sucking cocks since Duke had raped her. Duke had not made her suck cock, but she knew that he could have. It was the ultimate humiliation to put a woman through. And now Sally wanted Marylynn to be humiliated.
"What do you want?" Marylynn asked.
"I want you to suck your husband's cock," Sally said. "I want to see you suck his hard dick and I want to see you swallow his cum. I don't want to see you spill a single drop."
"I can't do that!"
Sally slapped her. It was the first person Sally had ever slapped really hard, and Sally found that she enjoyed it. A new surge of power went through her.
"You'll do what I say," Sally said.
Sally slapped Marylynn a few more times until Marylynn was nodding in agreement. Sally quit and let her hand drop down to brush against Marylynn's titties.
"Now I want you to suck him good," Sally said.
Marylyn nodded.
"I want to hear you say it," Sally said. "Ask him to please let you suck his cock."
Marylynn walked to her husband. She was feeling ashamed, but she was also feeling hot. Sally knew how to get to her hidden passions.
"I want to suck your cock," Marylynn said.
"Say please," Sally said. "Say please, I want to suck your cock."
"Please, I want to suck your cock."
"Louder!" Sally demanded.
"Please I want to suck your cock!"
"Say I want to drink your hot cum."
"I want to drink your hot cum," Marylynn said louder than before.
"Then do it," Sally commanded. "Get down on your knees and suck his cock."
She sank down to her knees in the soft carpet. Her husband positioned himself so that she could reach his cock. She looked at his limp cock. There was just a little cum juice on the end. Marylynn realized that it was from fucking Sally.
His thick cock had never looked so big and impressive to Marylynn before. She opened her mouth and touched her tongue to the end of it. She could feel a little stirring of excitement.
"Open your mouth," Sally commanded. "Suck that thing in. Suck him into your throat."
Marylynn opened her mouth and pulled the thick head of his cock past her lips. She sucked on the sensitive skin for a moment until she felt him growing hard.
Marylynn knew what Sally wanted to see. She had never sucked her husband's cock before. She had never tasted cum. But she knew now that she was going to taste him and swallow it. She would do anything for Sally now.
She opened her mouth wider and sucked him deep into her throat and John groaned under the stimulation.
"That's it," Sally said. "Suck him deep. Suck him like the cocksucker you are."
He stiffened in her mouth and filled her throat. She had never before felt so filled by a man. She couldn't breathe. She almost pulled away. Sally must have realized what Marylynn was considering.
"Don't stop," Sally warned. "Don't stop or I'll never let you touch me again."
Coach Marylynn didn't pull away. She couldn't stand the thought of going the rest of her life without being able to touch Sally's sweet flesh. Not to have those titties to suck on was almost too much for her to bear. In a week she would be groping at other little girls.
She knew her husband was sitting there with a dumb, puzzled expression on his face. Later he would understand, but it would be too late for him to say anything. Marylynn knew that he was already hot for Sally.
She went up and down on his cock like a piston. She could feel his cock growing and she knew it wouldn't be long before he came. She tasted a little of his salty cum juice. This time she did pull her mouth away but Sally was there. Sally put two fingers against Marylynn's throat.
"Swallow," Sally warned. "Swallow it all. I want to feel you swallow."
Marylynn went down on her husband again, taking the rich spurts of his salty jism deep in her throat. She swallowed every drop. It was what Sally wanted!