Teacher and student Mandy and Christina have been blackmailed into providing entertainment for uncle and nephew Gavin and Josh McClain. Josh has been working hard to impress his uncle by taking full charge of both women. But his inventiveness in that regard is far from exhausted...
Christ, he has me fucking a damned cucumber!
In the midst of her erotic haze, Amanda added to her list of reasons why this cocky youngster deserved her wrath. But she kept moving on the cucumber, not least because her sexy schoolgirl charge was on the other end, sweaty and bedraggled with mascara-smeared cheeks.
Good God, what a hot slutty mess that girl's become. It's a really good look for her.
She had recovered from Gavin's face-fucking barrage in time to witness some weirdly tender interlude between Christina and her blackmailer. Now that Uncle Gav was paying attention, however, the moment had passed, and Josh was reasserting his mastery of the situation.
"Okay girls," he said, his cock bobbing above them along with that of his older relative. (Did these guys never get soft?) "Get off the cuke. It's served its purpose."
She looked to Christina, who seemed suddenly abashed to be sharing a salad ingredient in such fashion with her teacher. Together they eased off the fat green pole. It plopped free of the schoolgirl's pussy first and Josh withdrew the other end from Amanda before it could tumble onto the sofa. His teeth crunched into one end, then the other, and he chewed—quite literally Amanda thought—with relish. "Tangy," he said, face alive with his own badness. "I should prepare it this way at the restaurant." He tossed the edible dildo aside, Gavin exhibiting amusement at his nephew's brio. "But it's not right for the task. We need something with a bit more give."
He crouched down and delved into his backpack treasure trove. "Now this," he said, tugging at one of the items within, "will serve the purpose much better—don't you think?"
It wobbled as he wielded it in front of hers and Christina's gaze—a jelly staff with a bulging synthetic cockhead on each end. Around a foot and a half in length, the big pink snake had ample room to accommodate them both. "Fresh out of the packaging today," he assured, plucking a second bottle of lubricant from his bag, flipping the cap and drizzling it all over the gently swaying length. "Plenty for you girls to enjoy. What say you both get on the floor and try it out while we watch?"
Gavin was stepping back, Amanda observed, glad to let his nephew have centre stage; the older bastard giving room to the younger—how very nurturing. Josh proffered the jiggling plaything. "You can keep it after," he said. "My gift to you—share it week about if you like or have a bonding session on it together. Now get those naked asses down here and climb on board. We all know you want to try it out."
Amanda's glare was of the inner variety only; she was striving to deny him the satisfaction of looking pissed anymore. She took the lube-slippery length and massaged it to an even sheen, eyeing Christina as she did so. Mortification had crept back onto the schoolgirl's face, but she obeyed meekly when her teacher beckoned, a look of understanding in her eyes. "Come on, sweetie, what's left to be shy about? The boys want some more entertainment."
Together they climbed down onto the throw-rug, thighs spread in mirror-image to each other, feet tangling. Amanda fitted her end first. Damn—if anything this beast was thicker than the cucumber, but it was also more malleable under the instant clutch of her pussy. She fed it deep into the ready suck of her hole—so good—and invited her student to join her on it. This time Christina did not hesitate. The girl was back on script, prising her already well-worked pussy lips apart with the head and sliding herself onto it, a needy sob escaping her throat as she self-impaled. The voyeuristic pleasure of the guys was galling, but Amanda still could not help her own thrill at the sight of the young student slotting her cunt onto the same dildo as herself. The teenager's legs had anchored themselves against Amanda's and the rest of her body was stretched out in all its loveliness, tits crested with those mouth-wateringly rigid peaks. That schoolgirl gaze rested on the stretch of gel shaft linking her with her teacher and fellow performer.
"Shit, that's one pair of tight-stretched cunts."
Josh's commentary riled, as did his uncle's rejoinder. "Cunts dripping for cock—it's only fair that we supply, am I right?"
"
Fucking
right."
"Ignore them," Amanda said, her words arresting Christina's gaze. "We've got this cock. We don't need theirs."
"How ... How do we do this?" Christina was shifting on it tentatively, trying to work out the procedure.
"You follow me. I've done it before, baby."
Amanda levered with her elbows and pressed with the soles of her feet, raising her ass off the rug. Instantly her student followed suit. Their movement on the dildo began cautiously as Christina picked up the rhythm. It was mere seconds, however, before they were grinding on the flexi-pole in rhythmic union, sliding together and pulling apart, using their joint motion to screw themselves properly on its ends.
Christ—the sixth-former's inner freak had resurfaced quickly. Fuck-fever had taken her completely, rendering all morals and taboos obsolete in that moment. She leaned into the rug and humped that dildo with abandon once they'd mastered the technique together, staring sweaty faced at where their pussies were swallowing it up. The student and her teacher-crush were united in the filthy task. No wonder the girl was so mind-blown.
Josh continued to revel in that element of the night's proceedings. "Shit," he growled, as he worked over his stiffness with further lube. "This is a damned masterclass. You two should put on a display for the other students—fuck each other on the teacher's desk with all Christina's classmates watching."
"We're concentrating on
this
cock," Amanda spat in response to his fucked-up fantasy. "Keep your own in your hand and shut the fuck up."
"I love that spirit, Mandy. No wonder my uncle's so fucking into you." He directed the lube bottle and squirted its contents, first over Amanda's breasts and stomach, then across the same regions of Christina's anatomy. "You won't mind," he said, crouching beside them and grabbing a handful of oily tit from both her and her pupil, "if I play a little while you service yourselves, will you?"
"I'm guessing you'll do whatever the hell you like," Amanda said as evenly as possible with her cunt full of surging gel-cock and her boob getting fondled by this erectile motherfucker.
"Trust me, I will." He palmed the lubricant he had sprayed over both her mounds and down over the plane of her stomach, duplicating the action with his other hand over Christina.
Once more Amanda experienced a treacherous flash of admiration for a horny young buck who could seize his pleasures—figuratively and literally—with such unashamed gusto. His suaveness was assumed, sheer boyish glee belying it at every turn, but he had the same single-minded commitment as his uncle to satisfying his carnal urges. The suave part would come in time—heaven help his future conquests. For now, he was all raw lust, but damn he was learning to exert control over it. His evil mentor was leaning against the mantle in his naked sexy arrogance, observing the novice's progress with a 'That's my boy' smile on his lips. He was indolently stroking the cock that had already ploughed both girls, letting the younger man have his playtime. His nephew had proved a good student and was being granted his reward.
Josh made the most of the opportunity. Having smoothed lube all over their bellies his hands progressed to their dildo-gorged pussies, the pads of his fingers coming to rest on their clits. "You're both making such a good job of that. Let me help out ..."
"Might as well make yourself useful," Amanda said through clenched teeth. She was glad and irritated in the same moment to have the asshole's fingertips rotating on her bud in its needy wetness; perhaps Christina was experiencing the same mix of emotion, although she had a feeling that the sweet slut was giving herself over to the experience with less ambivalence. "Come on," the teacher urged in her anger, as Josh spun his fingers like a deejay at twin decks. "Show us what a fucking artist you are."
It had been meant as sarcasm, but the dirty fucker knew how to touch a woman and did it sublimely as they rocked themselves on the spongy shaft. The tips of his digits whirled and flicked and teased them both into a hot frenzy within minutes, Christina's moans rising with those of her teacher. Amanda couldn't stem her own reaction for the world, let alone to deny Josh his smug satisfaction. "See?" His face was avid with delight at his own performance. "Both you sluts are going to come on this cock, just like you came on mine."
He wasn't lying. Amanda's next climax was coming on apace and by the sound of it, Christina was going to arrive before her. "If I come on this it's because I ... because I damn well ..." She abandoned both the sentiment and whatever dignity she had attempted to retain, giving herself to the pleasure of the moment with a groaned "Ohhhh fuck!" Orgasm blotted out Josh's victorious grin along with the rest of the universe. Somewhere out there Christina was exploding in pleasure of her own, her cunt contracting along with Amanda's on the shaft that stuffed them both.
Waves of pleasure had not done crashing through her body when the dildo left her. Josh, it transpired, had eased the thing out of both her hole and Christina's. She was still shuddering the last of her climax when he gripped her by the hair and arm and dragged her from her lying position, the slimy dildo still in his hand. "Come on, on your knees." He put her there and compelled Christina into the same position opposite her, his entire being ablaze with the energy of arousal. "Now suck," he urged, "each the other's end." He more or less shoved it inside and before she could grasp a coherent thought her mouth was full with one end of the great pink cock, its flavour that of Christina. She choked, spluttered, and adjusted, once more embracing her fate on that uniquely filthy evening. Vaguely she was aware of the schoolgirl on the other end of the cock, her mouth similarly crammed, taste buds undoubtedly alive with the tang of her teacher's juice.
Josh's fist was wrapped around the centre, providing a fulcrum so that his slut-slaves could suck the jelly length unimpeded by gravity. "That's it," he crowed. "Suck that fucker clean." He let it go and reached to press them both by the back of the head. Instinctively she and Christina grabbed the pole's middle for support as they throated the dildo. The clutch of their join-tormentor relaxed as they guzzled and slurped together, fighting the urge to gag on the thick cock, supplying him with as hot a visual as he could possibly desire. Certainly, he was granite-hard when they retreated from its ends, their saliva dripping from the shaft.
"Fucking superb," he said, gripping the toy and teasing their dazed faces with its ends. "Fucking bloody amazing. Think we can play any more games with this, Gavin?"
"Put them on their hand and knees," the despised voice said with dispassion, "ass to ass."
