The Continuing Adventures of Lisa James: A Summer Vacation
Chapter 11 Showing them everything
The Continuing Adventures of Lisa James : A Summer Vacation
Chapter Eleven : Showing them everything
Lisa James wandered very slowly down the deserted corridor. Even
though it was a balmy afternoon she was feeling unusually hot. The biology lab
wasn't far now but she found herself hanging back. Sex Education! The words had
screamed at her from the timetable. Sex Education! She knew things were going to
happen in the next two hours, things that would probably take her to previously
unplumbed depths of humiliation. Her heart hammered in her chest. This time she
knew she'd be made to come in front of them. The thought of the group of boys
watching whilst she was forced to have an orgasm had goose bumps springing up
all over her skin. It would be mind numbingly embarrassing. She was a twenty
seven year old professional woman for goodness sake! What on earth was she doing
allowing these dreadful things to happen? But even as the doubts entered her
mind her clitoris began to pulse insistently. Just thinking about what might
happen was making her pussy grow sticky. God she was such a slut! She squeezed
her legs tightly together, only just managing to stifle a groan as delicious
sensations flooded the gap between her thighs.
Geraldine Johnson smiled as the "schoolgirl" walked self-consciously
into the room. Throughout the week she'd proved to be a very interesting sight
and today was no exception. The skirt was indecently short revealing most of the
girl's lightly tanned thighs. A few centimetres shorter and the lower curves of
her bum cheeks would have been visible. The firm full breasts bobbed beneath the
little vest as she made her way to an empty seat, the twin points of her erect
nipples jutting out for all to see. Lisa saw the horrible examination couch
standing in a space to one side of the front bench. Oh God! Images of sharp
needles and a picture of herself shamefully spread for their inspection sprang
into her mind. She swallowed nervously but not before noticing a steel trolley
draped with a cloth. Whatever it held would be for her. She knew it would.
Surprisingly the boys didn't giggle or nudge each other as much as she
expected considering the highly explicit nature of the pictures in the handout.
As Miss Johnson worked steadily through each section Lisa could feel the tension
in the room increasing. She squirmed in her seat as her classmates' eyes burned
into her back.
"Well gentlemen that covers the theory of sexual arousal and response.
As you're aware we have a young lady with us this week so we can have a
practical demonstration of what we've just studied." She smiled sweetly at the
obviously very nervous girl.
"Let's have you out here, hurry up!" Lisa's already pink face
dropped. It was going to happen. In front of them all she was going to have to
strip again. The feet of her chair scraped noisily on the floor as she slowly
stood up and stumbled clumsily out from behind the desk.
"Well turn around girl they're not going to see much if you keep your
back to them now are they?" Lisa turned and faced them, her cheeks growing
redder by the second. Under the glare of their excited stares she began to feel
light headed.
"Take off your clothes and do it slowly. You may as well entertain us
at the same time. Imagine you're a lap dancer if that will help." She chuckled
at the girl's mortified expression.
"Well come along I'm sure you've shown yourself to lots of different
boys in the past. What are you waiting for you little tart?" Lisa simply stared
open mouthed at the smiling teacher.
"I can't do that," she blurted, "not in front of them! I can't I just
can't." She covered her face with her hands.
There was a moments' silence. Geraldine Johnson sat down on a chair
and stared at the shaking red-faced "schoolgirl".
"Come here now!" she said angrily. Lisa reluctantly shuffled forwards.
Suddenly the older woman reached out and roughly pulled the surprised girl down
across her knee. Lisa found herself upended with her face only inches from the
wooden floor. In a single motion the schoolmistress turned up the little skirt
and pulled the white knickers all the way down. The boys craned eagerly forwards
as the generously curved bottom was revealed in all its' glory. Light pink
stripes still decorated its' gently trembling surface. Matron's creams and
rejuvenating skills could only do so much. Without any warning the spanking
began. Lisa jerked and gasped as the first red hand prints appeared on her soft
skin. Positioned across the older woman's lap in front of the gleeful boys was
horribly demeaning. She felt like a naughty ten year old. Her face burned anew
as the boys began to laugh. The heat in her bottom quickly became uncomfortable
as the stinging slaps arrived with increasing force. Gasps turned to squeals and
then to pleas. Miss Johnson ignored the fuss her struggling pupil was making.
She intended to teach the little bitch a lesson and one she wouldn't forget in a
hurry. Lisa tried to keep her legs pressed tightly together as the hard palm
continued to spank down, but it became more and more difficult. Suddenly she
lost control and began to kick and scream and beg, uncaring that the sniggering
boys could see the private area between her thighs. Her bum was hurting so much!
She wouldn't cry in front of them, she wouldn't! She tried to stop it
but couldn't help herself. Tears soon started to run down her hot face. Sobbing
she managed to gasp "Please!" but it was no good. The stinging grew more and
more intense as the older woman, realising that the girl was nearing breaking
point, applied her hand more forcefully to the churning scarlet bottom.
"Please! Oh god!" sobbed Lisa, "Please stop! Pleeeeease Miss! Owww!
Ahhhh!" Geraldine Johnson was enjoying herself enormously. She wasn't about to
stop until the wriggling cheeks were literally aflame. And anyway the younger
woman's pleading was causing a wonderful flood of wetness in the crease between
her own thighs. She smiled self indulgently, calmly working her way back and
forth across each hot buttock. A few moments later and every inch of the
wobbling flesh was coloured a deep red. To finish the slut off she slapped the
backs of the flinching thighs using as much force as she was able. Lisa shrieked
loudly. The excited schoolmistress licked her lips and inspected her handiwork
with a certain degree of relish. Only a thin white line, which followed the
valley between the now scorching cheeks, remained. She could feel the intense
heat emanating from the abused flesh as she roughly pushed the shaking girl back
to her feet.
"Pull your knickers up!" she snapped. Sobbing uncontrollably Lisa did
as she was told.
"Now young lady are you going to do as I ask?" Lisa looked into the
smiling woman's face.
"Yes Miss," she said quietly, choking back sobs as her bottom rolled
from side to side in a futile effort at alleviating the fire that was consuming
it.
"Well get on with it then, your audience is waiting." Feeling
absolutely mortified Lisa turned once more to face them and then resignedly
began to gyrate her hips. Her bum throbbed and burned as she wriggled it. She
knew she had to do as she was told no matter how embarrassing it might be. Those
were the rules. She had no choice. Her feelings were irrelevant. Biting her
lower lip she twisted from the waist causing her boobs to swing from side to
side beneath the thin cotton. She gave the watching woman a final pleading look
but Geraldine Johnson's eyes were ice cold and a cruel smile twitched at the
corners of her mouth. She was obviously relishing every moment of the younger
woman's excruciating humiliation.
"Look at your classmates Missy, they want to see your face as well as
everything else! Put some effort in, let's see if you can be sexy!" With her
cheeks burning Lisa looked into the laughing faces of the boys as they sniggered
and nudged each other enthusiastically.
Reluctantly she wriggled and twisted herself in front of them, then
gradually pulled the hem of the little vest up her body. Once freed from the
confines of the material her full breasts bounced saucily up and down. The
nipples were darkly inflamed and pointed stiffly in all directions as she danced
self-consciously in a small circle. Swallowing nervously she fumbled with the
clasp of the skirt, which, once undone, slid unceremoniously to the floor. She
kicked it out of the way. Left in only her tiny white knickers she struggled to
make herself take them off. Miss Johnson giggled at the wild-eyed expression on
the young woman's face. She was obviously finding having to perform a striptease
in front of the sniggering teenagers terribly embarrassing, but that was hardly
surprising! With a growing sense of shame Lisa pushed the knickers down over her
rolling hips. Within a few seconds she was showing them the shaven mound of her
vagina once again. God it was so humiliating! And this time it was worse. Much
worse. Being naked and having to dance and grind her hips was making the
delicate lips between her thighs stretch and rub wetly against each other. She
closed her eyes tightly, the pounding of her heart loud in her ears, surely
they'd see the sticky fluid that was now oozing remorselessly from her slit. She
could feel the wetness on her inner thighs. Oh God no! As the boys watched the
show they did little to conceal their interest. Their happy faces and excited
eyes clear evidence of the pleasure they were taking from their classmates
forced exhibition of her physical attributes.
"Stop now! You're supposed to be arousing them, not yourself you
little slut!" said the schoolmistress, as she sniffed the air disdainfully.
" It smells like you're more aroused than they are!" She laughed
loudly as Lisa stifled a sob. The shame of having her excitement pointed out to
the boys was too horrible to bear. How could the woman do that to her? How could
she be so unfeeling? But as her humiliation intensified so did the amount of
fluid leaking from her pussy. There was so much! She could feel it building up
and threatening to run down the insides of her legs!
Whilst Lisa stood naked and trembling Miss Johnson had several of the
boys move the heavy old-fashioned examination couch into the centre of the room.
"Right young lady let's have you up here," she said, patting the shiny
black leather firmly. Lisa climbed up onto the awful thing but instead of being
told to lay down she was made to kneel and clasp her hands behind her neck. The
posture thrust her boobs out and she couldn't help squealing and trying to twist
away as the older woman began to pinch and pull at her very sensitive nipples.
"Stay still you stupid girl!" she said sharply.
"Well gentlemen as you can see the area around each nipple is suffused
with blood due to this dirty little girls inability to control herself." She
giggled. Lisa's face burned as she stared at the floor.
"The nipples themselves are now fully engorged and stiff. I know
you've seen this effect in her before but I'd still like you to each feel how
hard they are for yourselves." The boys crowded eagerly forwards, each taking a
turn at pulling and squeezing the dark red points. Lisa gasped and wriggled
continuously as they tormented her. Their enjoyment was as obvious as their
excitement. A youthful erection tightened the front of each pair of trousers. As
numerous young fingers took turns at abusing her painfully rigid nipples she
groaned helplessly. She knew worse was to come but surprisingly found herself
trying to hold still so they could do what they wanted! What was the matter with
her!
Lying on her back Lisa stared worriedly at the stirrups positioned
directly above her shoulders! What were they going to make her do! With her
wrists strapped securely to the couch above her head she felt incredibly
vulnerable. The whole of her front was exposed. Keeping her legs pressed
together was stopping the crowd of eager teenagers from seeing her pussy but she
couldn't hide the swollen lips that bulged embarrassingly in the gap between her
thighs. Then Miss Johnson spoke and suddenly Lisa's heart was pounding,
"Legs up girl, come on I want your knees on your chest!" Almost in a
daze she did as she was told. It wasn't easy but she managed to lift and bend
her legs until her knees rested on her boobs. She tried not to imagine what the
boys could see now! The teacher calmly grasped one ankle and using a degree of
force pushed it further back then buckled it tightly into one of the stirrups.
Pulling the unresisting legs apart she did the same with the other then stood
back.
Lisa had been in revealing positions before. Every time the shame and
humiliation threatened to consume her but this time was probably the worst she'd
ever experienced! Having her ankles secured above and to each side of her head
meant that she looked back directly between her parted thighs. The view of her
sniggering audience made her cheeks throb hotly. Whatever secrets she'd hoped to
keep about the private places between her legs weren't secret anymore. Every
intimate detail was rudely revealed. With her legs forced back onto her chest
the denuded crack beneath her belly was totally exposed and the scarlet cheeks
of her sore bum lifted and spread wide open. Her labial folds tried to adhere to
one another but were pulled apart making the pink hole they jealously guarded
visible to every one of her interested observers. She screwed her eyes tightly
shut and moaned softly.
"Open your eyes", said Geraldine Johnson in an authoritative voice.
Lisa saw the almost triumphant look on the older woman's face as the
schoolmistress drew the attention of the boys to the shiny fluid that was oozing
copiously from between her labial folds. Besides coating not only the whole of
the vaginal anatomy it was also smeared across the soft inner thighs. Even as
they watched, and much to Lisa's horror, a fresh drop oozed out and trickled
slowly down the crack between her bum cheeks. She wanted to die! It was so
embarrassing but there was no escape. Her stomach lurched and her mouth went
suddenly dry as fingers began to touch her.
"As you can see your classmate is already in an aroused state." Lisa
gasped loudly and whimpered as her labia were pulled roughly apart.
"She's secreting fluid because she finds being naked in front of you
very exciting. Isn't that the case young lady?" An embarrassed shaking of the
head was her only response.
"As we've discussed an orgasm is the usual endpoint of sexual arousal.
I'm sure your classmate here will demonstrate that in a moment. As a practical
exercise I'm sure you'll find this amusing but I do need two volunteers." At
that moment the door of the room suddenly opened.
"Geraldine I hope you don't mind if we observe?" Simon Barrow's face
broke into a beaming smile as the helpless young woman on the examination chair
groaned loudly.
"By all means Simon," said the schoolmistress pleasantly, "I'm sure
our little tart will enjoy having you watch." Anita Palmer, the school nurse,
followed him into the room. They stood to one side of the examination couch and
stared down at the displayed vaginal slit. Devoid of pubic growth every detail
of the pink opening and its' shiny lips were visible. The crinkled entrance to
the girl's rectal passageway was also blatantly revealed. Lisa's face burned and
tears of humiliation welled up as they looked at her private openings. They had
a perfect view of what was about to happen.
"Are you going to have the boys make her come?" asked the nurse.
"Yes I thought she'd like that!" They laughed loudly as Lisa suddenly
began pleading.
"Oh Miss don't let them! Please! I couldn't stand it! Please! Not the
boys! Don't let them touch me! Please!"
"Shut up you stupid girl! Don't pretend you're not enjoying this!" The
three of them exchanged knowing looks and laughed again.
Lisa screwed her eyes tightly shut as shame and arousal pulsed through
her. Her swollen clitoris was beginning to throb insistently and poke excitedly
from beneath its' silky hood.
"Angelo, if you and Pablo would like to begin." Grinning the two boys
reached out and almost carelessly began to explore the sticky folds and
openings. Lisa started to squeal and gasp immediately. Her bottom cheeks
clenched as a boyish fingertip pushed firmly against the tight ring of her
bumhole. At the same time her inner lips were pulled apart and fingers began to
delve into the slippery crease. Two and then three digits slid deeply into the
tight hole opening the vulval crack and revealing it's delicate pink interior.
As the fingers began to move back and forth Lisa groaned and writhed
provocatively on the black leather. The muscles in the back of her thighs
tightened and relaxed as she moaned and shook her head slowly from side to side.
Suddenly she squeaked as the boy teasing her bottom managed to slip his finger
past the desperately squeezing ring of muscle. She was doing her utmost not to
succumb to the sensations that were coursing through her but arousal was washing
away what little resistance she possessed. The intense humiliation and handling
of her private parts was driving her quickly towards orgasm. Noooooo! They
mustn't do that to her. She couldn't let them see her come! It would be so so
embarrassing! The shame would be unendurable!
She felt her labia being stretched further apart then four fingers
were pushed firmly into her soaking pussy. Her eyes opened wide but for a moment
refused to focus on the sea of interested faces. She was so ashamed but so
turned on at the same time! The two boys were penetrating her simultaneously.
She could feel them deep inside her holes. Oooooohhhhhh! But it felt so good!
Her moaning gradually became more frantic, the soft walls of her pussy gripping
the fingers as they slid wetly back and forth. Even though she hated herself for
reacting she felt her body nearing the brink. The shame inducing exposure was
proving an unbearable stimulus. Through hooded eyes she looked back between her
open thighs at the boys and teachers as they stared down at her. Oh God she was
going to come! Suddenly she was jerking on the delicious fingers and groaning
urgently.
"Boys, when she reaches orgasm you'll feel her vagina squeezing your
fingers." Then Geraldine Johnson began to laugh,
"But it's pretty obvious she wants us all to know what a little slut
she is! Listen to all the noise she's making!" Lisa could hardly stand the
intense sensations that were emanating from her pussy and flowing into her
belly. Then the dam broke and she threw her head back as every muscle in her
body stiffened in a paroxysm of pleasure.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! Nnnngggh! Nnnngggh! Ohhhhhh!" She was coming and
jerking and coming and gasping and groaning and...Ohhhhhh they were watching!
They were seeing everything! Her feelings of humiliation and shame intensified
the already powerful orgasm as she writhed in its' delicious embrace.
"Yes Yes Yeeeeeeesssssss! Oh my god! Aaaaaahhhh!" She was aware of
laughter and voices but couldn't decipher any actual words. Gradually she came
back to the real world her senses slowly coming back into focus.
"Open your eyes you dirty girl," said Simon Barrow pleasantly. She let
out a shuddering gasp as the boys' fingers were roughly plucked from her. Sweat
was coating her upper lip and forehead and she moaned softly as tremors, like
tiny aftershocks, flowed across her stomach.
"...so once the mental stimuli are present orgasm can be triggered by
penetration alone. Many females however require additional external stimulation
as we'll see in a moment."
Lisa sighed with relief when her ankles were released from the
stirrups. The muscular spasms she'd experienced when the orgasm had hit had been
almost painful in their intensity and although her legs had only been secured
above her shoulders for a short time they had already grown numb. However a few
moments later she found herself fixed in another equally embarrassing position.
She groaned in discomfort as her legs were lifted and stretched achingly wide
apart by the metal brackets. Once again the hairless mound and delicate lips of
her still tingling pussy were shamefully exposed.
"Well missy I think we may have something here that you're going to
find very enjoyable!" said Miss Johnson, as she chuckled and pulled the
mysteriously shrouded trolley closer. Lisa knew that whatever was coming was
going to be dreadfully humiliating. Turning her head to one side, her eyes
opened wide as the schoolmistress removed the cloth with a theatrical flourish.
There was an excited intake of breath from the boys then an explosion of
animated conversation. It was basically a white box from which protruded a steel
rod but that wasn't what surprised Lisa and made her heart hammer wildly in her
chest. It was the three red rubber dildoes that stood rigidly by its side. Her
eyes darted across them. The first was of normal proportions, whereas the second
was considerably longer and thinner, but it was the final one that drew her
gaze. It was big and frighteningly thick and its' surface was dotted with sharp
knobbly protrusions. Involuntarily she gasped as her stomach lurched and her
mouth went suddenly dry. A hushed sigh of approval greeted her obvious display
of apprehension. Oh my god! She was going to be fucked in front of them! And
fucked by a machine! Nooooo! Oh please No!
"We'll start with simple penetration and then see what happens when
the clitoris is stimulated at the same time."
"Nurse" Palmer pushed the trolley around the couch and positioned it
between the waiting "schoolgirls" widely spread thighs. Lisa watched worriedly
as Geraldine Johnson picked up the first dildo and quickly coated it with
lubricant. She slid it effortlessly back and forth through the palm of her hand,
smiling down at her vulnerable volunteer. It glistened threateningly when she
held it up. There was a slight click as the dildos' base locked onto the end of
the rod and then she flicked a switch. Turning a control knob caused the machine
to give a low hum and the steel bar slid smoothly forwards then backwards. As
she rotated the knob its speed increased until the box was making a distinct
thudding sound and the trolley was shaking where it stood. As the dildo slowed
and came to a halt there was an expectant hush in the room.
"Right young lady I think we'll make a start." With an amused glint in
her eye the older woman moved the trolley forwards. Lisa squeaked when she felt
the tip of the dildo press against her pussy. Fingers carefully spread her labia
and then the false cock was nudged into position, it's bulbous head shrouded by
the very wet folds of the quivering vagina.
Then it began. Lisa moaned helplessly and tightened her hands into
fists as the red invader pressed insistently forwards. Her vaginal opening
stretched into a perfect pink circle and gripped the crimson shaft as it
gradually slid inside her. As the boys watched excitedly Miss Johnson inched the
dildo very slowly into the gasping "schoolgirl. Feeling the soft walls of her
vagina stretching to accommodate the artificial thickness caused Lisa to groan
with pleasure. It was only when the thing was fully embedded that she managed to
open her eyes. Immediately she flushed with embarrassment. The boys were
watching intently, watching every detail of what was being done to her. Her
growing sense of shame and vulnerability aroused her even further. Then the
teacher turned towards the class and began to describe what was going to happen.
It gave Lisa a chance to "savour" what was about to come. The prospect had her
trembling with anticipation. Discomfort and severe embarrassment had already
moved her mentally to another level. Being turned on and used was all that
mattered now. She was a slut. A shameless slut that wanted to be fucked, that
wanted to be fucked hard in front of a roomful of teenage boys. A flood of
sticky secretions oozed from her vagina and she moaned with unsuppressed lust.
"...as you can see your classmate's already highly aroused by her
predicament. It won't take very much to push her over the edge." With that the
dildo began to slide from the wonderfully tight tunnel before slowly penetrating
the naked helpless woman once again. It slid out and in and out and in. Lisa
gasped as the unyielding rubber cock produced wave upon wave of delicious
sensation in her hungry pussy. Gritting her teeth failed to stop the sounds that
began to flow from her mouth,
"Oh God! Oooooooohhhhh yes! Mmmmmmm! Yes! Ahhhhh!" Then she began to
pant as the dildo speeded up, her bottom lifting and clenching as she met the
intoxicating thrusts. It pounded into her for a few seconds before slowing
almost to a stop.
"Noooooo! Ooooohhh Miss! Please! Do it harder! Harder! Oh
pleeeeeease!" she begged the giggling schoolmistress. Involuntarily her hips
writhed and bucked on the black leather as she tried to impale herself fully on
the rubber penis.
By altering the speed of the shaft as it worked effortlessly back and
forth in the soaking vaginal tunnel Geraldine Johnson was able to spur the
helpless younger woman to the brink of orgasm several times. Lisa cried and
begged and pleaded each time the false cock slowed but despite this teasing
variation in penetration speed her shrill cry filled the room when inevitably
she started to come. The climax arrived amid much jerking and squealing and
moaning. She was no longer aware of her watching audience. Once the tremors and
muscular spasms had passed however she opened her eyes and was immediately
overwhelmed with humiliation. Between the boys and teachers an animated
discussion was taking place. Almost as if she wasn't present they were
describing and talking about her reaction to the dildo. Her face burned with
shame as they laughed and joked about her most private of moments.
"Well young lady," said Miss Johnson as she looked down at the
trembling "schoolgirl", "you're certainly making an exhibition of yourself
today. Quite the little slut aren't you?" Lisa was trying her best to keep
still. Fully embedded in her slippery hole the dildo was motionless and as much
as she hated herself for doing it her hips were continuing to roll from side to
side. She couldn't help herself. Each movement caused a little moan to escape
her gritted teeth as her pussy pulsed greedily on the rubber shaft.
"Gentlemen, I'm afraid the clock is against us this afternoon. We'll
just have time to demonstrate external stimulation then you'll have to go for
your evening meal."
She looked at their expectant faces then calmly reached out and slapped Lisa's
pubic mound sharply. The younger woman squealed loudly and jerked on the false
cock inside her. Then the smirking schoolmistress picked up the largest of the
three dildoes and held it up in front of Lisa's very red and sweaty face. She
bent over and spoke quietly into the shaking girls' ear,
"Don't think you've escaped this beauty you little tart. I'm going to
make sure you feel it before you leave tomorrow evening." Lisa shivered at the
threat and icy cold look in the older woman's eyes.
Slowly the red dildo thrust into the smooth walled tunnel then slid
outwards before thrusting forwards once again. The machine fucked with a
constant steady rhythm drawing a gasp each time it stretched the wet confines of
the helpless vagina. Lisa panted and moaned as it slid remorselessly back and
forth inside her. At the juncture of her shiny pink labia her swollen clitoral
bud stood stiffly to attention.
"As you can see the clitoris is fully engorged with blood," said Anita
Palmer, pointing at the obviously inflamed nub of flesh.
"Miss Johnson and I have agreed that each of you should examine it,
even if only for a few moments. We'd like you to observe your classmates'
reactions carefully when you're touching her."
"Ooooohhhh! Miss! No please. I couldn't bear them..."
"Stop making such a fuss you silly girl!" snapped the school nurse as
the boys crowded eagerly forwards.
Simon Barrow watched with interest as the first of the grinning
teenagers ran his fingers down the smooth stomach then brushed them lightly
across the sensitive fleshy button. Lisa groaned loudly and bit her bottom lip
as fresh sensations shot through her. Her embarrassment at having the boy touch
her whilst the others watched together with the continuous stimulation of the
dildo as it fucked her pussy made her screw her eyes tightly shut. In
desperation she tried to control the rising tide of excitement welling up inside
her. She didn't want them to see her coming again! It was so humiliating. They
were seeing everything, even the expression on her face when she climaxed.
Already coated in a thin sheen of perspiration she jerked and groaned loudly as
the boy's fingertip teasingly circled her clitoris. Oh God she was going to come
again! She couldn't stop herself. Oooooohhhhh Godddddddd! It was too much...it
felt soooo horny!
"Nnnnnugh! Ahhhhhhhhhh! Oh god oh god! Oooooohhhhhh!"
At the first touch she'd been lost. They all watched intently as she
squealed and jerked her hips wildly, twisting herself desperately from side to
side. She could hear laughter and voices but couldn't recognise what they were
saying. Greedily the muscles of her vagina gripped the rubber cock. All feelings
of embarrassment and shame were momentarily forgotten as intense pleasure swept
through her belly. As the dildo continued to slide back and forth fluid ran from
the now puffy slit between her widely spread thighs. Her face burned with shame
as she felt it pooling wetly on the leather beneath her bum cheeks. Fresh waves
of humiliation coursed through her when she realised that again she'd shown them
her most private moment.
It seemed to go on and on. Even though they were inexperienced at
least half of the smiling boys drove her over the edge into orgasm. Ever since
she'd been a little girl she'd been able to make herself come easily. Sometimes
she could come over and over again and today was no exception. Simon Barrow and
his two female colleagues stood to one side and watched the very red faced woman
as she jerked and strained under the clumsy ministrations of her young
classmates.
"She seems very receptive. I think the week has certainly done her
some good," he said smiling. Geraldine Johnson nodded in agreement,
"Yes the little bitch is definitely less disobedient."
"Considering what she's been through this week she's coped pretty
well," said Anita Palmer, as Lisa suddenly began pleading with the boys to stop.
They ignored her, continuing their intimate explorations amid much laughter and
excited conversation.
"I know tomorrow evenings going to break her physically but I don't
think she'll fail to respond sexually. She's naturally submissive. It'll be
interesting to see her taken beyond her limits." The school nurse looked
thoughtful,
"What time are you thinking of making a start? I've got things to do
in town first thing."
"The staff room at three," he replied, licking his lips in
anticipation.
"Unfortunately Alan and James can't make it but there'll still be six
of us. Jean's driving down early evening to pick her up but knowing Jean," he
gave a wry smile, "I'm sure she'll be here early."
By the time the last of them had finished pulling and pinching the
acutely sensitive knob of flesh Lisa was barely aware of what was happening.
Sweat was trickling down her forehead and her eyelids were fluttering weakly.
She felt absolutely exhausted. It was only when a cup was pressed against her
lips that she realised they'd gone and that the dildo was no longer moving
inside her. She gulped the cool water thankfully, gradually becoming aware of
her pussy which was pulsing and tingling madly. Miss Johnson was the only other
person in the room.
"You're a very dirty girl," said the biology mistress as she put the
cup down. Lisa watched in a daze as the woman unzipped her skirt and let it fall
before quickly slipping her knickers down and off. Above the crease of her
vagina was a small trimmed tuft of pubic hair. The slit itself was quite bare
and smooth. Its' pink lips were full and glistened moistly.
"You've got me all wet and sticky," she giggled, "so before you go
you're going to be naughty for me." The leather couch creaked as the semi-naked
schoolmistress climbed up onto it. She grinned over her shoulder as she turned
and placed a knee on either side of Lisa's head.
"Now do me nicely or you'll be sorry!" With that she lowered herself
onto the waiting face. Taking the threat seriously Lisa began to lick the soft
folds and push her tongue into the slippery tunnel. The musky scent of arousal
filled her nose as her face quickly became coated with the evidence of Geraldine
Johnson's excitement. She tried to centre her attentions on the swollen
clitoris but it wasn't easy because the biology teacher was rubbing her vagina
more and more vigorously on its' fleshy cushion. When she succeeded in running
her tongue over the pulsing sensitive bud the woman moaned with pleasure. Lisa
was finding it increasingly difficult to breathe.
"You're not making much of an effort are you girl!" Gasping for air
she was doing her best to satisfy her tormentor but the angry tone, and the
thought of being spanked again, spurred her to lick even more enthusiastically.
Then the schoolmistress spread her buttocks and pushed her bumhole to Lisa's
mouth. Swallowing her shame and without a pause the younger woman submissively
started to lap at the crinkled anal opening. She knew she had no choice. Any
sign of refusal and her bottom would no doubt pay the price.
Geraldine Johnson was enjoying the girl's attentions enormously. She
could feel the little slut's tongue drilling into her tight rear entrance. It
was quite delightful but her sadistic streak inevitably began to demand
attention. Lisa felt Miss Johnson shift her weight slightly forwards then the
false cock started to move. Thankfully her pussy was soaking wet so the thing
slid easily in and out but its' speed continued to increase until it was
thudding into her at an incredible pace. She tried to protest but the vaginal
folds enclosing her face muffled her cries. Her pussy was beginning to hurt.
Desperately she wriggled under the moaning older woman as the machine continued
to fuck her remorselessly. Geraldine Johnson rubbed herself harder against the
"schoolgirls" face, slowing and speeding her pace as the delicious pleasure
pulsed between her legs. She could feel the girl beneath her struggling to
escape and hear her stifled squeals. The little tart's obvious suffering was
adding an undeniable frisson of excitement to her own enjoyment.
Lisa screamed into the soaking wet vulva and writhed in pain as the
solid rubber invader continued to pump relentlessly back and forth inside her.
Oh God make it stop! Please make it stop! Please! The answer to her prayer was
almost immediate. Miss Johnson suddenly stiffened and threw her head back
rubbing herself frantically on the defenceless face.
"Aaaaaahhhhh that's it you little bitch! Oh yeah! That's it! Oh
yesssssssss!" she screamed. Liquid squirted into Lisa's open mouth as the woman
slumped forwards panting breathlessly.
In the mirror her pussy appeared swollen and red. It was certainly
sore but considering what had happened that afternoon did look remarkably
normal. Her clit however was still standing angrily to attention. Luckily Matron
had left a note and a tube of cream in the San for her. Having taken a shower
she'd applied it liberally both inside and out, even massaging it into her bum
cheeks and boobs. Amazingly it had helped immediately, soothing the inner
surfaces of her pussy lips and imparting a pleasant warm tingling to each area
it touched. Food was definitely next on her agenda and then she'd grab a couple
of hours sleep. Although the Student Social was timetabled to start at seven pm
she didn't intend to arrive until eight. At least then she'd be refreshed enough
to face whatever they had planned for her. No doubt whatever was going to happen
would be incredibly embarrassing. As she turned towards the door her face
suddenly flushed bright red and a shiver ran down her spine...
