Julie slipped into her classroom and closed the door behind her in relief. Fort Arthur High School was just as bad as its reputation! She leaped against her desk for a moment, her breath coming in deep pants, her tits heaving out against her blouse to the delight of the boys who sat grinning in their desks.
The young blonde teacher regained her control and reached for her class record. She began calling the roll, wondering if any of these boys were among those who had been whistling and shouting out their lewd suggestions all day. Coming back from lunch just now had been a worse experience, however. She had found herself pinned against the wall for a moment. She was still not quite sure how they had managed it. There had appeared to be some discussion among a group of students gathered along the hall. Just as Julie came up to the group, a quick disturbance developed, sending students ducking and running in all directions. Julie was caught up in the confusion and found herself pinned against the wall, facing it, while some boy hunched his hard cock against her ass from behind her. There were boys all about her, hands on her tits and thighs for just a moment.
"What the hell!" she gasped, spinning around angrily.
They had stepped back in such a way that she could not be sure who might have been feeling her up, which boy might have been humping her so brazenly. She stood there a moment, face red and angry, eyes blazing. The boys were all wandering away from her as though nothing had happened. It was when she turned to walk on to her classroom that the chant suddenly began.
"Pussy, pussy, pussy!" someone said in a soft, sing-song voice.
"Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy!" other voices took up the low chant.
Julie whirled about again, trying to catch any of them at their torment. She felt humiliated and embarrassed. She knew they had achieved their goal. They had rattled tier. They had shaken her. She finally attempted to salvage something of her dignity, squaring her shoulders and marching past them to her room.
"Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy!" the chant continued until she opened her door and stepped inside.
Now she looked out over her class, reading the amusement in the eyes of every student. Several of the boys were making no secret of their concentrated study of her body. One was even leaning over, his eyes clearly peering upward in an attempt to see more of her thighs beneath her skirt. Julie blushed uncomfortably and retreated behind the security of her desk.
"Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy!"
She would have sworn that she heard it whispered quietly, stealthily, from the back of the room. Her eyes flashed around, meeting only cocky challenge from each of the boys. She tried staring them down, then sighed disgustedly and opened her notebook to begin the lesson. She had just opened her mouth when the door opened and Lu Ellen Watkins came strolling into the room. The slender brunette seemed, oblivious to being late for class as she swung her taunting ass about, twisting toward an empty desk.
Julie suppressed her urge to reprimand the girl. Lu Ellen had actually eased the tense situation. Now the girl was taking even more of the pressure off the young teacher. The blonde watched the teen-ager as Lu Ellen sauntered to her desk. The boys were all watching the young brunette as she stretched her body against her tight fitting blouse and skirt. Slowly the girl unbuttoned the top buttons of her blouse.
"Damn, but it's hot in here!" she announced, then pulled her blouse open enough to display a saucy pair of tits covered by one of the sexiest bras Julie could imagine. The two girls looked at each other, eyes meeting in a moment of challenge. Slowly, triumphantly, the teen-ager sat down, her blouse still open to the delight of the boys around her.
Julie opened her month to speak, to order the girl to button her blouse. Suddenly she stopped herself. No! She wouldn't allow herself to be taunted into such an order. Clearly the girl was trying to draw her into a confrontation. She would duck it this time. The brunette was not aware of how she had relieved a tense atmosphere by her dramatic entrance. Instead of scolding her, Julie smiled warmly, then opened her notebook once more and began her day's lesson. Somehow she survived the next forty minutes. She concentrated on her notes, ignoring the way Lu Ellen was letting her blouse fall open mote and more, ignoring the boy across the aisle from the brunette who was openly fondling his cock, ignoring the couple in the back of the room who had decided to share a single desk while they each got a hand in the other's groin.
She stood against the blackboard and watched the class leave. At least four of the boys, had a swollen cock inside their pants as they trooped by her. One, a hulking boy who must, have been at least six-four, paused a moment to eye his teacher's body before grinning lewdly and walking past. The thought of how such a tough, burly young boy would go after a piece or tail sent a shudder through Julie. She wouldn't want him to catch her alone around the school.
Julie breathed a sigh of deep relief when the class left her room. She had only younger classes for the remainder of the day, special classes in literature for high IQ ninth graders. The new teacher breezed through the first of such classes, then talked happily with several of the kids between classes. Feeling a sudden need to slip out to the rest room, she went to the nearby lavatory rather than facing another trip down the hall to the teacher's lounge.
A group of girls stood around inside the door, laughing and chattering in front of one of the mirrors. They looked sheepishly at the teacher when Julie walked in, then rapidly dispersed. Julie was about to ignore the incident when she looked at the lipstick which was smeared over the mirror.
"I want to fuck Colin Ramsey!"
It was written there in brilliant red. The idea of such language by the teen-agers surprised Julie. Then she saw the smaller printing down to the side.
"I will fuck Colin Ramsey before Miss Baker." Somehow Julie knew exactly who had written the messages. She knew one student who had already talked about a crush on the new coach, a brunette girl who had been wearing that shade of lipstick just a short time before. That might not be enough proof for some people, but it was certainly convincing to Julie. The blonde started to wipe off the message, then tossed the paper into the trash and walked disgustedly out of the room. She felt certain some of the girls were waiting to see how she would react. Damn them! All the kids seemed intent on testing her today. She forced herself to smile as she walked back into her classroom. They would get over this. They were certain to get over this. It was just a matter of outlasting them.
She had no trouble outlasting her final class of the day. She actually found herself enjoying these kids as they came quickly to grips with some of the more complicated questions of literary composition. The blonde sat back, listening to their lively discussion, then felt a little bit of disappointment when the final bell rang and they began to leave her room. She smiled warmly at them as she dismissed them and began preparing to make her own departure.
"Hi there! You did survive!"
She looked up into the smiling face of Sybil Harrison. The striking woman stood in her doorway, eyes looking questioningly at the blonde. As Julie looked up, the redhead walked across the room, her full tits seeming to struggle against her blouse, her lithe thighs and legs losing little of their loveliness despite the careful efforts to conceal them.
"We're having a little party this evening at Dave Rauh's," Sybil told the girl. "I was appointed to be sure that you make it."
"Sounds great!" Julie answered. "After the reception I got today I need to relax and unwind for a while."
"We guarantee relaxation," Sybil laughed, "unless you're the type who is afraid of a little free wheeling fun."
Julie looked at the gleam in the older woman's eyes. She felt a flicker of apprehension at the way Sybil was eyeing her breasts. The redhead was looking at her as hungrily as men usually did. Julie hesitated another moment, then thrust aside the fear that the older teacher was lesbian. Hell, no! Not the way Sybil taunted Dave Rauh with her body. If the party was at Dave's then it was safe enough for Julie to attend. At least that's the way it appeared to the girl. She laughed back at the woman.
"No problem," she admitted. "What time?"
"Whenever you like," Sybil told her. "We'll probably be cranking up about seven or seven-thirty. Anytime after that, and you'll find things in full swing."
She left at that, giving Julie a swing of her ass as she went through the door. The blonde laughed at the way Sybil could walk to the door like a sexy cunt, then step into the hall with all the reserve and propriety of an old maid school teacher. Julie turned back to her desk and began preparing for the next day's lessons.
Julie was surprised to realize how long she spent at her preparation. The young teacher finally became aware of the quiet that had descended in the halls outside her door, and glanced at her watch. With a start she realized she had been working far longer than she should have. She had better get out of the building before she found herself locked inside for the evening. She quickly gathered several books to take home with her and walked but into the hall.
The doors were all closed, the lights off, giving the long hallway a deserted, dark, threatening air. A shiver of apprehension ran through her a she walked alone, her steps echoing down the hall in such a way that anyone would know a lone woman was coming Julie could remember the hard cock she had felt against her ass earlier in the day. She recalled the groping hands over her tits ad the lewd comments. She shuddered and walked fasts along the deserted hallway.
She was safe until she had reined her guard. She was in the front hall, passing the door to the teacher's lounge when he grabbed her. She was never sure where he had come from. She didn't see him. She had no warning. She was walking rapidly. feeling relief at the bright windows of the main entrance ahead of her, when he grabbed her and pushed her roughly into the lounge.
"Who are you?" she gasped. turning to face him. "What do you think you are doing?"
"Nothing yet!" he muttered. "Just a minute, though, and I'm going to have some pussy!"
It wasn't a student who faced her. She recognized his face, though unable to put any name with it. He was one of the men on the maintenance staff. She waited away from him as he approached her, pulling his coveralls open and pulling out his cock.
"Scream all you like," he told her. "There's nobody left here but the two of us. I like to hear a cunt scream. Makes fucking that much better. Go ahead, baby, scream!"
Julie felt the couch against her as she let him corner her. She fought against her terror, deciding not to waste the effort of screaming. She stood still, her body frozen in fear of him, her eyes wide and pleading, as he reached a dirty hand out and tore her blouse loose. He pushed her onto the couch and came down beside her, his hand grabbing at her bra and jerking violently until he had ripped it free. He plunged his face into her naked tits, sucking and biting at the tender flesh while his hands held each tit upward to let his mouth punish it more easily.
"Ohihhhh, God!" the blonde moaned. "Please!"
"That's what I like!" he chuckled. "Come on, baby! Beg me! Scream for me, sweetheart!"
"No!" she told him, then tried to calm her voice. "Look, whoever you are. I'll give you some pussy. Just take it easy and I'll give you a good fuck."
She had heard that such an approach would sometimes work with a man like this. Maybe she could get him calmed down. Maybe! He smashed those hopes immediately. Julie gasped at the pain as he clamped his mouth over one of her nipples.
"Hell no!" he answered, raising his head and leering down at her. "I'm getting it like I want it. I can get dead pussy anytime. I want a little action. Come on, sister! Fight me for it!"
He wrestled her about roughly, getting her skirt off. His rough hands tore her hose and panties away from her pussy, then grabbed hold of her cunt while he went back after her tits with his drooling lips.
"Mmmmmmm!" he smacked as he sucked and nibbled at her breasts. "Ohhhhh, what.nice soft meat! Ohhhhh, what a tight little cunt! I'm going to have myself one hell of a ball with this sweet tail!"
He shook her slender body in delight as he wrestled and twisted her about on the couch. Julie felt like a mouse a cat had cornered. He was like a cat, shaking her rough, enjoying her feeble attempts to hold back his lustful desires. He pressed her beneath his body and got his leaping cock against the lips of her pussy. Julie clenched her teeth, knowing how painful it might be for him to drive that prick up her without getting her lubricated first. She tried to keep from getting tense, hoping that a relaxed pussy might be easier on her. She couldn't, though. She couldn't force herself to relax. She was tight and defensive as he climbed on her and plunged his cock into her helpless pussy.
"Oooooo!" she moaned. "Ooooooo, please!"
"Ahhhhhhhh!" he grunted in satisfaction. "Feel it? You feel it, baby? You feel that cock go in you?"
She didn't answer. Julie lay beneath him as he kept driving his cock at her as though intent on inflicting as much pain as possible. He fucked her violently, slamming his body brutally against her with each angry plunge of his cock. This was the first time she had ever been fucked that she had gotten no pleasure at all. Even the first time she had experienced her own deep response to a cock in her cunt. She was only feeling flashes of pain and numbness this time. She gasped and shuddered as he kept thrusting his cock at her, hitting his body roughly against her.
"Ride this pussy!" he exclaimed, his mouth spread in an evil, lusty smile. "I'm riding the shit out of this pussy. How you like this, baby? You like getting a real fuck?"
His hand grabbed at her tits, rolling each globe about and rubbing his thumbs hard over her nipples. He was hurting her! Damn, he was hurting her! She closed her eyes, sickened by the expression on his face, disgusted that he was getting so much pleasure out of hurting her. Shit! This bastard didn't want to fuck. He didn't have any idea of what fucking was all about. All he wanted to do was beat his dong inside some helpless pussy.
"You pussies are all alike," he snorted. "You walk around like you've got something so damn special between your legs. Then, when you feel a big pecker against it, you start whimpering and begging."
He slammed against her with even greater force. He rolled her about, increasing the friction along his cock that seemed to give him such delight. He pulled and mashed on her tits until Julie was ready to scream out her pain. She bit her lips to keep from that scream. Damn him! She wasn't about to give him any such pleasure. Hell, no! She wouldn't let him know he was hurting her. She tried to make her body respond to his rape. If she could just get her pussy to lubricating, just get herself throbbing with him, then she could endure this fuck.
"Hell, yes, you like it!" he gloated. "I feel you pussy grabbing at my cock. Don't think you can out-fuck me, though! I've never found a girl who could out-fuck me!"
He balled her viciously, thrusting and plunging his prick through her cunt. He finally began to build up to his orgasm. Julie heard him take a quick gasp of breath. She hung on, waiting for the final throbbing madness of his cock. The blonde hunched her ass toward him, twisting her cunt along the enraged pecker in an attempt to increase his pleasure and lead him into his final spasms.
"Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh! Uhhhhh!" he panted. "I'll show you what a fuck is all about! God, I want to fill that pussy up!"
He went into his trembling orgasm almost before Julie realized she had gotten him that close. He grabbed her around her waist with both hands and almost hugged the breath from her as he drove at her with wild fury. She heard a gurgling sound in his throat as his cock finally began spurting inside her. He lunged roughly above her and shuddered frantically as he poured his hot cum into her pussy.
"Ahhhhh!" he gasped. "There it is, baby! There's that load! Take it, bitch! Take all that juice!"
Julie lay beneath him, waiting for him to drain his cock. She hadn't considered what he might do after be satisfied his lust. Now she began to feel her fear mounting again. Would he let her go? She could recognize him. She could identify him and reveal him to the police. She was afraid that he would now decide to kill her. The way he had been treating her gave little reason to hope that he wouldn't mind hurting her, even killing her. Julie began to tremble as she felt him withdraw his cock back from her. She couldn't bear to look at him, fearing he was ready at any moment to start beating her or choking her.
"All right, baby!" he muttered. "Get around here. My cock is ready to be cleaned off. Get down here in front of me and lick that cum off it."
He caught her by the shoulders and. pulled her onto the floor. The teacher struggled up onto her knees and let him pull her between his legs as he sat back on the couch. He grabbed her head and pulled her face against his hard cock. Reluctantly, she let the horrible piece of flesh come between her lips.
"Ohhhhh, that feels good!" he chortled. "Ohhhh, I like this part the best. Suck it, sister! Suck it dry for me!"
His. fingers wove their way into her hair. He pulled her head back and forth along the sticky cock, slowly hunching himself at her. She gagged several times as he almost rammed his meat into her throat. She gagged, but kept sucking on the foul smelling cock. Her tongue lapped over the city cum while he seemed to thoroughly enjoy humiliating her like this.
"You're good, sweetheart!" he gasped. "You're damn good! Hey, you like that stuff, don't you! Damn! I never had such a good suck!"
He held her head tighter, plunging his cock into her mouth with greater enjoyment. She could hear him laughing in delight as he fucked her mouth with his pecker. She felt his cock begin to get harder, felt the throbs that began to shake it from his renewed passion. Julie had little doubt what he would want from her now. He may have only wanted her to lick his cock when he began. Now, though, he would insist on her sucking him all the way to a new orgasm.
"Ohhhhh, baby!" he gloated. "You love that old meat of mine! You sure do!"
His fingers caught in her hair with eager delight.
He began lifting his ass from the seat of the couch in his intense fervor. She gagged again, almost choking as he began to shake his cock wildly inside her mouth, moving his hips from side to side in abandon.
"You bitches run around here with those tits sticking out all over the place," he panted. "You cut your dresses off all the way up to your ass. Then you act so damned haughty when we look at you or make any kind of remark about you."
He dropped one hand from her head and caught her arm. He pulled her hand up to his groin and pushed her fingers inside his pants. Julie followed his directions, anticipating his desires. She reached inside and grabbed his balls, fondling about them while she sucked him with increasing force. She had to get this over. She had to get him on to his orgasm. The smell of this man was already about to overwhelm her. She had to get this over.
"Get it, baby!" he panted. "Get that old cock! Suck it, baby! Suck it dry!"
He leaned over the kneeling girl, driving his cock roughly, violently at her mouth. Julie sucked hard, then began to blow on his steaming cock. She would have to hurry now. He had her where he would choke her with that meat. If he came down at her just the slightest bit more, he would choke her with that piece of meat down her throat.
"Ahhhhhh!" he gasped as his cum began to spurt into her mouth. "Ohhhhhh! Eat it, baby! Eat all of that! Ohhhhhh! Eat it all! Suck me! Ohhhhhh!"
Julie snuggled against him, managing to take her mouth back just enough to swallow one load, then suck a second. She felt the janitor begin to shake, felt his knees begin to weaken. She sucked and blew him wildly, concentrating on bringing him to his last frantic spasms.
"Ohhhhh!" he moaned, finally beginning to sink to the floor beside her. "What a blowjob! What a piece of pussy!"
As he came down on the floor with her she gave one mad twist to his balls. As the janitor gasped in pain, Julie pulled away from him. She clutched her tattered clothing about her and spun through the door.
"Hey!" she beard his voice coming through the door. "Hey! Wait a minute!"
She was waiting for nothing. She was waiting for no one. She ran for the door, praying it hadn't been locked. Her heart sank as she reached it. She saw the heavy chains, then breathed a deep sigh as she realized they hadn't been secured as yet. She plunged into the doom, pushed them open and ran for her car. At that moment she couldn't have cared less who might have seen her bare tits beneath the open blouse or the soft brown cunt hairs beneath the torn panties. She was free. She was alive. She made it to her car and climbed in. Only then did she allow herself to look back. She thought she saw the man outlined against the doors of the school. She didn't look a second time. She roared out of the parking lot and drove straight for home.