Sally was bored. She couldn't ever remember having been so bored. It wasn't that she was tired of sex. She still enjoyed a good fuck as much as she always had, but good fucks were getting hard to find.
Most of the men around school were hot for her but none of them had measured up to Duke. Now that she had nearly the entire school jumping for her, she had grown tired of her games.
There had to be something she could do to spice things up.
She started thinking about putting two or more of her slaves together. The thought intrigued her. Perhaps it would be sexy to have Mr. Thicket and Coach Marylynn together. She started to think of other combinations it would be interesting.
She decided to start with Bill and Marylynn. Bill had expressed his approval of Marylynn's looks quite a few times.
"She's got the best-looking ass I've ever seen, Bill had often said."
"And what would you do with her ass if you could have it?" Sally questioned.
He would smack his lips and give her some sort of evasive answer. Sally decided that she would find out what Bill would do with Coach Marylynn once and for all. It might be interesting to watch. At least it would help her boredom.
She found Bill in the parking lot one afternoon after school. Earlier that day she had already told Marylynn to wait after class for her. Marylynn had gotten that look in her eye, and Sally had not bothered to tell the coach that it would not be her body that would be so ruthlessly used that evening.
Bill was leaning against a car talking with some of his friends. Sally sensed the other boys looking at her with appreciation as she approached.
"Bill," she said. "I've got to talk to you."
"Sure, Sally."
He walked away with her like an obedient puppy to the calls and jeers of his friends. Most of them knew that Sally was acquiring a reputation around school but they didn't know if she was actually doing all the things that rumor said she was doing.
Sally knew a great many of them would have given their right arm to find out.
"What is it, Sally?" Bill asked.
"I've got a surprise for, you, Bill," Sally said, taking his arm.
She could feel his muscles flex. He grinned at her.
"A surprise, huh. Well that's nice, Sally."
He allowed his hand to brush against her hip.
"Not me, silly," Sally said.
"Not you?" he asked. "Then what kind of surprise?"
"You'll see." Sally shrugged.
"Listen, Sally," he said. "I'm in no mood for your games. What kind of surprise?"
This time she didn't like the tone of his voice. Oddly enough it excited her a little. She had a faint hope that he was starting to act like a man. Sally dropped his arm.
"Okay," she said. "Go back to your friends. I don't have to talk to you when you get like this."
She faced him. His face was red with anger. She secretly hoped that he would grab her and slap her around a little and then carry her off to his car. She wanted him to. She knew that she would have been his willing slave if he'd only acted like a man. He didn't.
Instead his face softened and his eyes took on a pleading tone.
"Ahhh, gee, Sally," he said. "Don't be mad. I didn't mean anything."
"Okay, you're forgiven," Sally said. "Now be a good little boy and come on."
She started toward the gym sure that he would follow. He may have taken exception to her tone of voice again, but he followed just the same. Sally knew that he was hot for her body. She wanted to make him hotter. She stopped just inside the gym door and waited for him to enter.
She pressed herself against him.
"Sally," he said. "Sally."
She didn't feel sexy as she pressed her lips against his and pushed her tongue inside his mouth. She only felt a little excited by what was going to happen. She felt his hands cup her titties and she felt the bulge of his trousers. He was hot enough.
She pulled away from him.
"What are you doing to me, Sally?" he asked.
"Come on," she said. "Just a few steps more. Just a few little steps."
She took him into the back offices and then into the women's locker room.
"Jesus, Sally," he said. "I can't go in there."
"Are you afraid?" Sally asked, teasing.
"Then come on."
"But Jesus," he protested. "What if somebody sees?"
"That doesn't matter."
It mattered to him. Bill was worried. Sally had been acting strange for the past few days and this was one of her strangest acts. He could get expelled from school, or even worse, if he was caught back here. And he knew he could be easily caught because the girls' coach, Marylynn, had an office in the rear.
"Come on," Sally urged.
He wouldn't have gone if he hadn't been so hot. But those few minutes Sally pressed up against him had started an aching in his balls that he couldn't control.
He needed some pussy and Sally's was the best in school. But damn, she was a crazy girl! He couldn't help himself. He followed her into the darkness of the gym locker room. Sally flipped on a light.
"Goddamn," he whispered. "Turn that off!"
"What's the matter?" Sally asked. "Are you afraid somebody will see you?"
"Jesus Christ!" he said. "You know I am. Coach Marylynn's office is just back there."
"But that's where we're going, love," Sally said.
"Jesus Christ!" Bill said again.
He knew that Sally had flipped. It would be just like her to want to fuck in one of the teacher's rooms. And what better room than Marylynn's room. It was hidden. It was just that walking through the girls' gym locker was making him nervous as hell.
They came out into the hallway. Bill could see Marylynn's room at the end of the hall. He felt a lump in his throat.
"Wait here," Sally said.
Bill waited as Sally walked cautiously up the hall. Sally was acting for Bill's benefit. She already knew that Marylynn would be in the room waiting.
Sally pushed open the door. Marylynn sat behind her desk. She had changed from the gray bulky gym clothes to a skirt and blouse. Sally was glad she had. It made the coach more appealing.
"Hello, Sally," Marylynn said. "You haven't come to see me in a while."
"I've been busy," Sally said.
"No matter. You're here now."
Marylynn got up from behind the desk and walked around to get close to Sally. Sally saw the woman had let her hair down. Sally thought that the coach really was a pretty girl with her dark eyes and young expression. Sally could see why Bill went for her.
"I'm glad you came, Sally," Marylynn said. "I've been missing you."
Coach Marylynn kissed her. It was a soft, pleading kiss. The kind Sally got from her men when they were hungry for her. She allowed Marylynn to fondle the cheeks of her ass before she pulled away.
"I'm not alone," Sally said. "I've brought a friend."
"A friend?"
"Yes. You know my boy friend Bill?"
"I know him, but why did you bring him here?"
"Because he likes you," Sally said. "He really likes your ass."
"My ass!" Marylynn looked puzzled. "But what's that got to do with us?"
Marylynn seemed to realize what Sally was hinting at. Her mouth dropped open in surprise.
"Surely you can't mean…"
"I do mean," Sally said.
"I won't do it. I've never allowed another man to touch me. I just won't."
"Yes you will," Sally said.
Sally remembered what had to be done the last time Marylynn refused to do something. In fact, Sally had hoped that the coach might refuse her. She had enjoyed the hot thrill that had gone through her when she had slapped the woman.
"I can't," Marylynn said.
Sally was ready. She slapped Coach Marylynn as hard as she could. A hot fire went through Sally's legs. She slapped the coach until her hands were stinging and Marylynn was sobbing softly. Sally caressed one of Marylynn's titties through her blouse.
"You'll do anything I say, Coach Marylynn," Sally said softly. "I own you."
"Yes," Marylynn whispered.
"I'm going now to get Bill," Sally said. "Now you're not going to argue with me anymore."
"No," Marylynn promised.
Sally walked outside. Bill was still down at the end of the hall. Sally almost had to lean against the door for her knees felt so weak. Why couldn't she find someone who would slap her around like that? She knew that, deep in her heart, being someone's slave was what she desired.
"Duke," she moaned. "Where are you, Duke?"
"Sally," Bill called. "Is everything all right, Sally?"
Bill had been standing there listening to the sounds in the office. Twice he had almost run away. Only his need of Sally kept him standing there. He had thought he heard voices in the office and the sound of someone being slapped. He hoped it hadn't been Sally.
Sally straightened up and smiled at Bill.
"Yes," she said. "I'm fine. Everything's fine. Why don't you come on?"
Bill walked up the hall. Sally took him by the hand and led him into the office. At first he didn't see the coach. She was standing against the far wall. He stopped in shock when he did see her. His mouth fell open.
"Close your mouth," Sally said. "Haven't you ever seen a woman before?"
"But I thought…"
"I know what you thought," Sally said. "You thought I was bringing you in here to fuck. But you were wrong. I brought you in here to perform."
"To perform?" Bill asked.
He didn't understand. All that he could think of was being caught in the back locker room and kicked out of school. Being kicked out of school wasn't so bad. But being kicked out because he was back here would be thought perverted.
Marylynn reached up and started undoing the buttons of her blouse. Now Bill really was shocked. He watched as she undid the blouse down the front and shrugged it from her shoulders. She was wearing a slim black bra. She reached behind her back and unhooked it. Bill swallowed as her small but well-rounded titties were exposed.
"Where do you want us?" Marylynn asked.
"On the desk," Sally said.
On the desk? Bill couldn't believe it was happening but Marylynn was cleaning off the desk. Bill started getting the idea, and he liked it. He had always been turned on my Marylynn. Her slender body and well-rounded ass had caused him to bulge every time he looked at her.
He looked curiously at Sally. Sally had taken a chair near the door.
"She's yours," Sally said. "She's your to do with as you please. Anything you please. Do you understand? Anything. Now let's see if you perform as well as you talk."
Bill felt his prick start to ache. He quickly stripped off his shirt and his trousers. He saw Marylynn's eyes going down to the bulge in his shorts.
Bill took Sally at her word. If Marylynn was really his to do as he pleased, then there were a couple of things he'd always had fantasies about. "Come here," Bill commanded.
He didn't know if his command would be obeyed or not. He was overjoyed to see Marylynn walk toward him. She stopped just inches from him and he placed his hands on her small, firm titties. He rubbed his hands over them and teased the nipples and they became hard under his rough caress.
"Your knees," he said. "On your knees."
Marylynn still had on her skirt, panties, and shoes. She pressed her skirt in about her knees and dropped to the floor. Her eyes were on a level with his bulging cock.
"Oh," Sally clapped her hands. "This is fine. You're both doing just fine."
Marylynn felt a little sick. But she knew she was going to have to do as Sally commanded. Somehow she could refuse Sally nothing.
Marylynn grasped the boy's shorts and pulled them down his legs. His hard prick jumped up stiff and ready. His red crown already leaked a little drop of pearly white ooze.
"Suck me!" Bill said.
This was one fantasy he'd always had. Having a teacher on her knees sucking his prong. It was wonderful. He looked down at her mass of black hair as she pressed her face into his crotch. He felt her tongue.
Her tongue felt wet and hot as it licked the end of his prick. He knew she was licking away the drop of salty jism that had already popped out of his cock-head. God, how he loved that wet tongue licking around the tip of his cock-head. Delicious shivers went up and down his body. He looked over at Sally. Sally had her mouth open licking her lips.
"Take me in your mouth," Bill said.
He felt Marylynn's hot, wet mouth engulfed his hard prick. He went deep into her throat and his entire cock tingled with the pleasure of his entry.
"Dear Jesus!" he cried. "Oh dear Jesus! This is fantastic!"
She started sucking hard on him and using her tongue to surround his stiffness. She pulled him even deeper into her throat and her tongue flicked at his balls. Even his balls! My God, his balls were slowly being pulled into her mouth. She was eating him alive.
He knew he was getting near his come. He pulled back and let her lick the underside of his prick until he had calmed a little. Then he allowed her to suck his prick back into her mouth again.
He couldn't stand it. The hot, moist mouth was licking and sucking every inch of his big prick. He could feel his balls aching to rid themselves of his heavy load. He just couldn't stand it another moment.
"God!" he cried. "I'm going to come! I'm going to flood your hot mouth with my cum! Oh Dear Sweet Jesus! Here I come! Here I fucking comeeeeee!"
His prick exploded into her mouth. He expected her to pull away. He never expected her to take it all as she did. Marylynn took every drop of his thick whiteness and swallowed it down. She didn't spill a drop and she kept her mouth against his cock until he quit trembling.
"Jesus Christ!" he moaned as he quit pumping his semen into her hot and willing mouth.
She fell away from him and then sat down on the edge of her desk. She could still taste his semen in her mouth. A strong, salty flavor. Marylynn looked over at Sally and felt her blood start to run hot.
Sally had her legs crossed and she was rubbing them together. Her skirt was above her thighs and Coach Marylynn could see her yellow panties and some of the pubic hairs peeking out.
Sally noticed the look. She had not expected to get so hot watching Marylynn suck off Bill. But the whole scene had made her very hot. Now Bill's prick was limp and would, be for a while. But there were other ways for Sally to get off.
Sally parted her legs so that Marylynn could see right up her dress. So could Bill. He looked at her in puzzlement and then at his limp prick.
"I can't do anything for you now, Sally," he said. "Just wait a minute or two."
It had probably not occurred to him that Marylynn might be able to do something for Sally.
"You don't have to do anything," Sally said. "I think we can make you hard again. And then you have another promise to keep."
"Another promise," Bill repeated.
"Yes," Sally said. "But we'll talk about that later."
Sally was thinking about Bill's appreciation of Marylynn's ass. Sally had seen a man fucking a woman in the ass in the porno movie Bill had taken her to. She had thought about it a lot afterwards. Not her. It would hurt too bad. But she would like to see it done to someone else. Someone like Marylynn.
"We'll talk about it after we get you hard," Sally said. "And I know just how to get you hard."
"How?" Bill asked.
He was getting interested. He saw the looks Marylynn kept giving Sally. He knew that women made it together but he had never seen it in the flesh. He could feel a stirring of his cock already.
"Come here," Sally commanded Marylynn. "I'm hot for your tongue."
Marylynn was there in a moment. This was the kind of thing that Marylynn really enjoyed – she would suck a cock if that was what Sally wanted, but it was only to get to Sally. Sally helped by raising her hips as Marylynn pulled the yellow panties down.
Sally leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. She felt the first hesitant flick of the tongue between her legs. She was already juicy and she knew it wouldn't take long to bring her off, especially with a tongue as experienced as Marylynn's.
Coach Marylynn's tongue slipped inside Sally's hot box and Sally started squirming her hips against the hot and probing tongue. The tongue found her clit. Her tiny bud was already filled with blood and very sensitive. The first touch of Marylynn's tongue sent hot shivers through her cunt.
"Eat me," Sally cried. "Eat me up good!"
Explosion after explosion rocked Sally's body as Marylynn's tongue kept probing.
"Jesus!" Sally cried. "I'm going to come! Oh fuck, I'm going to come! Oh fuck! Oh Christ! Oh fuckkkkk, I'm comingggggg!"
She grabbed the back of Marylynn's head and kept her pushed into her hot cunt. She flooded Marylynn's tongue with her juices. Marylynn lapped them up loudly.
"Ahhhhhh, Jesus!" Sally moaned.
She opened her eyes again. Bill was standing near the desk. He had been turned on by the sight of Marylynn eating out Sally. His prick was so hard and jutting.
"Ummm," Sally said. "That's what I like to see. A man who rises to the opportunity."
"You said something about a promise," Bill said.
Sally smiled.
She pushed Marylynn away. Marylynn looked tired but happy. Sally had a feeling that the next thing she asked of Marylynn was not going to add to her happiness.
"Take off the rest of your clothes," Sally said.
Marylynn nodded. She only wished that Sally didn't make her fuck men. She didn't like to have those things up her cunt. Even her husband's cock disappointed her.
Coach Marylynn felt Bill's hot eyes on her bare skin as she stripped out of her clothes. She felt his eyes go down to her thick bush.
"Jesus!" Bill said in awe. "What a bush."
"Keep your eyes off it," Sally said. "That's not what you promised you'd do."
Bill suddenly understood. He had been talking about Marylynn's sweet ass for a long time. Everybody in school had heard him say something about it. And now Sally wanted him to make good his words. Well, Bill didn't mind. He'd never had a woman in the ass, but now was as good a time to start as any.
"I see what you mean," Bill said. "Turn around, baby. I want to take another look at your sweet ass."
Marylynn turned red. She turned to the wall and presented to him the plump cheeks of her ass. She felt his hot eyes devouring her.
"Good," Bill said. "I ought to get a nice ride out of those."
Marylynn turned around quickly.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"He's going to fuck you in the ass," Sally explained. "That's what he promised me he was going to do and Bill always keeps his promises."
Marylynn was horrified.
"Oh, no he's not," Marylynn said. "This has gone far enough. I won't allow that."
"Oh yes you will!" Sally countered.
"You little bitch," Marylynn said. "You won't get away with it this time. I won't let you. You can't make me do this. Not ever. Now get your panties on and get the fuck out of my office!"
Marylynn was trembling with rage.
Sally saw Bill starting to dress and Sally held up her hand to stop him. She smiled softly at Marylynn.
"You know I can make you," Sally said.
"You can't make me do that."
Sally stood up. Marylynn was ready for her this time. She backed up before Sally could swing. Sally started for her again.
"I'm going to clobber you," Marylynn said. "I'm stronger than you are. Much stronger. Come another step and I'll bust you. I'm not going to do that. Anything but that." Marylynn's eyes took on a pleading expression. "Please, Sally."
"You're going to do it!" Sally insisted.
Marylynn didn't have the will to swing at Sally like she had promised. Sally caught one weak swing of Coach Marylynn's hand with her own.
Sally began to strike her. They weren't hard blows but they were consistent and left red imprints across Marylynn's face. Marylynn was defeated. She was pushed back against the wall and she quit trying to defend herself. Marylynn went down to her knees.
"Please, Sally," Marylynn begged. "Please don't make me."
Sally continued to strike her. She felt the old sense of power surge through her. She could feel Bill's eyes on them. She knew he would be shocked, unable to move. He probably couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Sally quit because her arm grew tired. She lifted Marylynn's head by the hair.
"You called me a bitch," Sally whispered.
"I didn't mean it," Marylynn said. "I didn't mean it."
"Who's the bitch around here?" Sally asked.
"I am," Marylynn said quickly. "I'm the bitch! I'm the bitch! I'm the bitch! I'M THE BITCH!"
"That's better," Sally said, releasing her head. "Now stand up and walk to the desk."
Marylynn did as she was directed. She was told to bend over the desk so that her ass was high in the air and easily entered. She knew she was going to experience pain but she didn't care. Anything to please Sally. Anything.
Bill's cock was soft. Sally walked over to him and put her warm hand to his limp prick. She started running her fingers up and down the loose skin.
"We've got to get you hard if you're going to fuck her in the ass," Sally said.
"Maybe we shouldn't," Bill suggested. "She doesn't want to."
"It doesn't matter what she wants. She'll do as she's told."
Bill's prick was growing hard. She gave the cock-head a flick with her finger. A little drop of white pre-cum appeared on the end.
"You're about ready," Sally said. "Now let's get you lubricated."
Sally had never tongued Bill's cock before. Now she did. She went down on her knees and ran her mouth up and down on his sweaty cock. She got him well oiled with her saliva. She stood back up.
"Okay," she said. "Now show me how you fuck a teacher in the ass."
Bill still wasn't sure of himself but he was sure that he was horny as hell.
Coach Marylynn's ass looked so inviting. He knew it would be tight and warm in her plump ass. He walked to her and stooped. His prick was pressed against her tight little anus and he gave a little push.
Marylynn grunted with pain. She almost screamed out loud as his cock pushed into her snug ass. There was no stopping him now.
Bill didn't feel sorry for her any longer. All he cared about was the tight walls of her ass closing around his cock. It was much like he imagined it. Tight and warm and massaging his cock as he pushed his way into her.
"Oh God," Marylynn screamed. "Stop him! Oh please stop him!"
"Shut up," Sally said.
Sally was excited by the way his thick cock was pushing into Marylynn's ass. She drew closer. She put a hand around the part of Bill's prick that was still outside Marylynn's ass.
"Give it a shove, Bill," she urged him. "Put it in her. Put it in her to the balls."
"Gaaaaa," Marylynn screamed as Bill did as Sally suggested. He gave a hard shove and his prick went into her ass up to his balls. It was a hot, tight fit.
He could already feel his cock-head expanding and the tickle in his balls. He knew he wasn't going to last for long.
"Fuck her," Sally demanded. "Fuck her hard."
Sally went back to her chair. Bill started fucking Marylynn hard. She could see the quick movements of his hips and the way his hot prick plunged deeply between the quivering buttocks. It was finer than Sally had imagined.
"Oh fuck!" Bill cried. "Oh fuck! I'm going to come! I'm going to come! Oh Jesus, I'm going to come!"
And then his hips were jerking wildly as he poured his load of hot cum into Marylynn's ass.