Further Misadventures of Lara

Dear Reader,

Please note that I do not condone or encourage violence towards women.

This tale is a pure work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Fortunately, the events depicted are highly implausible so please do not overthink the story as you read it.

Finally, it was whispered to me by a woman who thrives from the humiliation that these fantasies make her feel. The sole purpose of the story is to fill her need to picture herself as the victim and, hopefully, I have achieved that goal for her.

This second part is as violent as the first.

You will find some forms of:

Interracial love,

ENF,

exhibitionism,

and mostly nonconsensual /reluctant sex.

So do not go further if that is not your cup of tea...

Please, vote and comment.

Enjoy!

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When Lara opened her eyes the following morning, everything seemed foreign and out of place. She was disoriented and lost. The cool air had made her skin taut and her perky nipples were hard and stiff.

She flipped over in the strange bed and finally saw Woody's face.

Then, all of the events from the previous night came crashing back.

A deep feeling of forbidding embarrassment washed over her as she looked at Woody's naked body.

Sweet, sweet Woody! She had known him for six years, since he was twelve, and had seen him grow up right in front of her eyes into a strapping young nerd.

Thoughts of his powerful manhood and all the memories of their lustful passionate night came back to her in bits and pieces.

At first, their coupling had been spurred by her need to forget the awful dark feeling of the degrading events. She wanted... no!... She needed to be rid of the memories of Samuel's touch. She had required the touch of a loving and trusted partner to remove the feeling that was festering under her skin.

Woody had been caring and patient with her.

She had asked him to touch her everywhere Sam had touched her. Her sex had been fingered and her virgin asshole had been defiled by the young delinquent. Woody applied tender and loving care to the tight intimate holes that had been so badly mistreated.

Lara had been surprised by her first orgasm. She did not think that sex would be enjoyable so soon after such a traumatic experience.

She had collapsed from the emotional release after that orgasm.

But she had not fallen asleep, she just could not. The events kept on replaying in her mind as soon as she closed her eyes.

She had turned around after Woody had buggered her. She had kissed him to thank him for his kindness and for his company alongside of her.

It was a sweet first kiss; timid, tender and soft. But neither Lara nor Woody had wanted to let go of each other. The kiss slowly but surely took on steam and passion. Both of their hearts started pounding faster, stronger, louder. The heat between them arose as their excitement did.

Woody's enormous erection swelled as the fluids in Lara's vulva heated up her love canal. Hot liquid lava was pouring down her veins as her skin turned pink with her rising sexual desire.

Lara was fascinated by the young chocolate skin of her new lover. Earlier, she had been too tired and too traumatized to enjoy the details of his body.

His skin was tender and soft to the touch as she kissed him. Her fingers roamed over him. She felt compelled to taste him.

She nudged him onto his back as her tongue explored his mouth. Then she began giving small pecks around his lips and on his face. Slowly, softly, and with tenderness, she began descending the length of his body towards his turgescent manhood.

Lara had never been a big fan of blow jobs but she wanted to thank her hero in a way that he would not forget. The first blow job that she had been forced to give him earlier that night had lasted but a few second. He deserved far better than that and Lara was going to show him exactly how well she could take care of her man.

When she finally made her way down to his hard cock she paused to contemplate the beauty of his powerful penis. In the early lights of the rising day, his chocolate skin looked like breakfast.

Lara lowered her head and softly put her lips around his bulbous head.

"Ooh! ... Miss Lara," interrupted Woody, "...it's so good...but you don't have to do that..."

With this sweet remark, Lara was now even more determined to please her hero.

"It's ok Woody, I want to make you feel good," she answered as her eyes met his, "I want you to relax and enjoy this."

She lowered her head and wrapped her mouth around him again. It was a soft and tender blow job. Like a warm wet kiss, she started twisting her tongue around his glans enjoying the sensation of feeling it expand further under her gentle touch. She then stuck the tip of her tongue on his sensitive frenulum and lowered her head onto him while keeping her tongue pressed the length of his shaft. He was too big for her to take fully in.

"Ooh! Miss Lara... You should not be doing this... You are my teacher... it's wrong... it's so wrong..." said Woody.

These words sent a shiver down Lara's spine. She knew it was wrong and hearing him saying it made Lara reconsider whether she was really in control of her actions. The humiliation made her want to stop and run back to her apartment. She paused for what felt like an eternity with her oral cavity filled with the young man's hard penis. Tears started filling her eyes.

Just as she started raising her head to get out of bed and run back to her place Woody interfered with her train of thought again.

"Miss Lara... it's so good... it's so soft... I have never felt something so good... Miss Lara... I think I am going to cum!" he said as he started to arch his back and moved his hips off the bed.

Those were the words that Lara had wanted to hear. Her brief doubts dissipated as she lowered her hand to gently caress his sensitive balls. One of her fingers found its way between his tense butt cheeks as she fondled his testicles and she gently started massaging his anus.

"Ooh... Ooh... Ooh!" all the sensations brought Woody to a spectacular orgasm as he started bucking in the air to meet Lara's mouth. He ejaculated in copious amounts of sperm and Lara received it all in her mouth as she started sucking his rigid pole. She wanted to make sure that her hero's orgasm lasted as long as possible and she kept at her buccal treat until her young lover was done.

She then kept on sucking her young hero to keep him hard.

The fellatio had made Lara very wet. Feeling her little Woody get excited had confused her. It was so wrong to have the young man naked in front of her. It was so wrong to be in his bed. It was so wrong to have him see her naked and excited as he had.

Yet, it was all so exciting, so unexpected. He had rescued her and had made her feel so safe. He had saved her from a horrible and violent act and hat protected her from the evil of Sam.

For some reason, Lara now felt a sense of duty to Woody. Like some primitive female, she belonged to him. Her pussy and her assholes were his to use as he pleased. They were for him and him alone.

Lara raised herself over Woody. She grabbed his enormous black erection and pointed it straight up in the air. She held it with both hands and slowly started lowering the hot furnace at the core of her being over his love stick.

She was slick with sexual fluids and her love canal was ready to be parted and explored.

The penetration was engrossing and thrilling. Woody's tool was bigger than any other she had ever known. Lara felt like a virgin discovering sex for the first time. It hurt but it was good. She sank on his rigid member ever so slowly as she gave her tight sex time to adapt. She was impaling herself on the biggest dick she had ever seen or touched.

He was so big that despite her two-handed grip on his erection, she already felt fuller than she had ever felt. As a matter of fact, for the time being, she decided to keep her hands on his penis to prevent from lowering herself too much: she needed to protect her vagina from pain.

Once her pussy reached her hands, she slowly began raising and lowering herself on the shaft. It was giving her such a full and deep sensation. She had never felt anything like it and her world shrank to the universe of feelings that she felt between her legs.

Rigidity, friction, moisture, heat and the bouncing motion were the only thoughts occupying her mind.

Lara was in the deepest of meditations. Her head was empty except for the carnal feelings that were coursing through her at this very point in time.

"Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody..." the young man's name became her mantra.

Eyes closed, she repeated his name over and over again as her passion and need rose within her. The name resonated within her as it bounced and echoed within her core.

"Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody... Woody..." she was now panting between the words.

She trembled as her desire arose towards that sweet release.

Shivers, quivers, shakes, and tremors were reverberating down her spine and in her belly. She vibrated with each down stroke.

Being in that position Lara felt so opened to him.

It was a thrill for her to feel so exposed and vulnerable to the man that she had known as a child and as a student.

"Oh woody, I'm so naked for you... you're seeing me so naked... you're my student... but you were amazing yesterday... keep fucking me... yes... yes... even though you're just a boy... you proved that you are man enough to protect and fuck my pussy... you're my man... my pussy is yours... "

As her hips ground down harder and harder on his cock, her tits bounced up and down. She loved feeling the pressure and the build up towards a powerful bang.

As her body wound up with excitement, taboo thoughts kept on creeping into her mind. Forbidden thoughts that for some reason were affecting her; making her arousal stronger, hotter, wetter than she had ever felt prior to that day.

She kept on reminding herself that until yesterday he had been just the neighbor's boy...and she had known him for so long...and had taken him under her wing...

Now, she was completely naked for him... he had seen her pussy getting fucked and he stood up to Sam and rescued her...

Lara would never have thought in a million years that she would be completely bare for her favorite student, bouncing on his surprisingly astonishing cock with her tight wet hole, telling him "my pussy is for you to protect and fuck..."

"What's wrong with me!?... It's Woody!... He should never have seen me naked... and to have me so lewdly fucking myself on his cock..."

Those were Lara's last thought as the built up to one of her most powerful orgasms finally reached its peak.

"Ooh... Ooh...Ooh... Ooh...Ooh... Ooh!" Lara exploded in ecstatic delight as she fell forward on the young man's chest.

Lara and Woody stayed together the rest of the weekend. His mother was away and they had the place to themselves. For two days, they made love, they fucked, they ate, they slept; all in no particular order over and over again.

Over the course of their love making, Lara learned to fit Woody's entire cock into her tight little pussy. It had been a labor of love. Now that she had learned how to accept him fully, she felt that only his cock could ever make her feel the way she felt right then.

She still thought that it was wrong to be with the youthful impressionable young man. He had known her since childhood and he was never supposed to have seen her naked, to have touched where he had touched her, and to have ravished her body in all of her holes so many times.

Yet, Woody was officially an adult and when she tried to comfort her conscience she reminded herself that there was nothing illegal in their relationship. Much older rich men dated girls who could be their daughters or even granddaughters in some cases. Lara was only ten years older than Woody, she was just old enough to be an older sister. Biologically, she told herself that she was not old enough to have been his mother and that reassured her.

When Sunday night came around, Lara decided that it was time for her to go back to her own place. She needed to clean up and get ready for the following day of classes.

She had made the decision to quit her job at the private all-boy school where Sam was a student. To Woody's chagrin, she would not report the assault to the authorities. She did not want to deal with the police or the school administrators or face Sam in any way.

She needed to offer her resignation in person. Too many people had been good to her at that place and she could not leave without saying good bye. Woody was afraid for her but she listed the reasons to feel safe: She knew Sam's schedule, and he was not in any of her classes on Mondays. The school was a very public environment; she would not be in a deserted apartment at his mercy. She would make sure to walk into the building after the start of classes and would also make sure to walk out during another class period. The hallways would be empty and all the students, including Sam, would be in class. She would be safe, she soothed him.

For the time being, she needed to get home, take a shower, and sleep.

She could not sleep alone yet so she asked Woody to come up with her and spend the night at her place. He was only too happy to comply.

They went up to her place together, cleaned up the mess left behind two nights earlier, showered together, and eventually Lara fell asleep astride Woody's body with his spent cock still inside her distended vagina. She had ridden him to three powerful orgasms before collapsing in a state of satiated corporal exhaustion.

The following morning, nothing went as she had hoped.

The principal was gone for the day and the vice principal begged her to finish her last full day of work. They were in short supply of substitutes and Lara felt obligated to stay until the end of the day. That day all the classes on her schedule were with 18 to 19-year-old seniors. They were rowdy and excited with the prospect of being finished with their last weeks of High School. Only experienced teachers would be able to keep them in check, the vice principal pleaded with her and Lara caved in.

The morning was not so bad and, after the first two classes, Lara felt a false sense of security. Nothing could happen to her within the building of the school, she thought.

However, what she had not noticed during her lectures was the fact that Samuel had been hidden in the crowds of students during the change over from period to period.

Sam had been convinced all weekend that the cops would be knocking on his door.

When Monday morning came around without a hint of trouble, the young delinquent felt emboldened and invincible. He was not going to be paying for the crime. When he saw that Lara was in her class that morning as if nothing had happened, a Machiavellian and deranged plot began forming in his mind.

At 11:55am, Lara began gathering her papers. She wanted to be the first one to be out of the classroom to be able to rush to the teacher's lounge for her last lunch at the school. She was sure that she would be safe there.

However, Sam and five members of his crew were already in the hallway by the time the class finished.

Lara went livid and froze. Her heart stopped as she saw the six young men stepping into her classroom as all her students rushed out of class.

Nobody messed with Sam and his gang, so everyone ran out of the classroom before Lara could gather her wits to ask for help.

"Teacher... Teacher... Teacher..." said Sam in slow dramatic fashion. "What a pleasant surprise... I was sure that I would never see your face again..." he added with an evil smile on his face.

"No... Leave me be..." started Lara in a panic "this is my last day here... I did not call the police on you... just let me go..." she added as she pleaded her case to the gang leader.

"You did not call the coppers... but that is cause for a celebration don't you think?" continued Samuel undeterred by her revelations.

Sam took out a flask from the inside pocket of his varsity jacket. In it, he had prepared a bit of vodka that had been laced with the infamous rohypnol... aka... roofies which he had also combined with ecstasy.

Lara was now completely surrounded by the six young men with no avenues of escape.

"Here teach... Why don't you drink this to help us celebrate your departure? ... I also want you to show my boys the strip tease that you showed me the other night... remember!?... my boys don't believe me when I tell them you got the best body at school... I want you to show them..." said Sam.

Lara felt all the blood leave her face as she turned white with fear.

"If you do these two itsy bitsy favors for me, we will leave you alone..." lied Sam with a smirk.

Lara was powerless to refuse. She took the flask that was being handed to her and swigged its contents in three gulps.

She stared at Sam defiantly as she threw the metal flask to the ground.

"Ha ha..." he laughed at her show of attitude "you will see teach... with what you just drank... we will treat you like a proper slut in no time..." he looked at her with a knowing look in his eyes.

Lara's panic level ratcheted-up a notch. What had she just drunk? Her mind began screaming at her for being so gullible. Why did she think that the boy would ever really let her go?

"Ok start dancing teach... and start stripping... otherwise we do it for you..." added the evil boy.

Lara looked at the clock on the wall. Lunch had started just a few minutes earlier, but she also knew that hall monitors often walked by the classroom. Hopefully, it would be just a matter of minutes before someone would come in to get her out of this predicament. She needed to buy time.

What the young woman did not realize was that time was not on her side. With each passing minute the drug that she had ingested would get more potent and effective.

Sam had called in all the favors that were owed to him. He had bought and bribed the complicity of some of the more corruptible hall monitors. He knew that there would not be any interruptions. It is easy to make friend when you have money and when you evolve in an environment where people are grossly underpaid. Samuel had learnt to work the school system to his advantage and today he would be cashing in on some of his past investments.

Under the young man's forceful stare, Lara began swinging her hips to her own beat.

In an attempt to waste time, she started removing her shoes ever so slowly, then her socks, her jacket followed, then the scarf, and finally the jewelry. Each move made slowly and sensually to distract the six pairs of eyes staring at her.

When she was done with all the non-essential accoutrements, the effects of the drugs were starting to affect her mind. She was no longer dancing to pass time and to delay an action, she was just dancing. She was no longer afraid, she was just comfortably numb.

She was now down to her blouse and her slacks.

"The shirt... get rid of the shirt..." suggested Sam

"I... I... I really should not..." replied Lara. Her mind was in a daze. She still knew that what was being asked of her was wrong but she did not seem to control her actions.

"I just can't... It's so wrong...you cannot see me naked...I am your teacher..." she begged once again.

"Boys!... I think we have had enough fun for one day..." she proposed in a last ditch attempt to reason with her tormentors.

Sam knew that the drug was finally taking hold of her. She fought with her mind but her body was relaxing. Once it was at full effect, she would be like a puppet in his hands.