Good Golly Ms Molly

Molly heard him come in the front door. He used the key that he had made her get for him.

"Hello, Molly" he said as he came into the kitchen. "I really enjoyed your class today. And I think all of the other guys enjoyed it as well, especially when you bent over to pick up the chalk."

Molly blushed at the memory. He had told her to do that even though she was wearing a rather short skirt. He had told her to bend over from the waist so that the hem of her skirt came up just to the bottom of her butt. She had no choice now. He had too many videos of her doing things with him... and for him. She could never explain to anyone how he had tricked her into this situation.

He came up and put his hands on her shoulders as she washed the dishes. She tried not to respond when he leaned forward to kiss her neck but she couldn't help herself. If she could help herself she wouldn't be in this "position" to begin with.

He reached down and slowly pulled up the hem of her skirt. "Hmmmmmm. Niiice." he said. "I never get tired of looking at your ass, Ms. Hinsohn."

Molly felt herself becoming aroused at the thought of her young student gazing at her naked behind. She never wore panties anymore, as he had "requested". It was very scary when she was at school as she had to be super vigilant to keep her other students from getting a peek at her "goodies" as Evan liked to refer to them.

She felt him rub against her ass as he continued to massage her shoulders. She could feel the large bulge in the front of his denim pants pressing against her rear globes.

She felt his hands turning her. It didn't take much pressure. She was accustomed to his signals by now. Once she was facing him she responded to the gentle pressure of his hands pushing down on her shoulders and slowly got to her knees.

She knew what to do. She tried not to seem too eager as she reached up and loosened his belt and opened his pants. Then she pulled down his pants before hooking her thumbs in his shorts and pulling them all the way down to the floor... just the way he liked. Then she reached up and started to slowly stroke his dick.

She knew he liked that. She would always stroke his cock while glancing up at times to see him looking down at her. She tried to be business like as she handled his man-meat but how could she be calm when the sight of his perfect cock and his perfect balls dangling below his flat belly made her slit begin to leak. Then, when she felt his hand on the top of her head pull ever so slightly forward she leaned forward and opened her mouth to receive his cock.

As her mouth engulfed his cock she reached down with both hands and grasped her ankles. He liked it that way. And as he put his hand on top of her head she moved forward and backward as he guided her like a carefully trained horse. Sometimes he would just hold his hand still and rock back and forth as he watched himself fucking his teacher's mouth. It never failed to make his day. He liked it best when he would push farther than she was comfortable and cause her to gag. He loved the sight of the tears that her gagging caused. He loved to watch as they rolled down her cheeks.

Molly, for her part, hated that she loved this. She was acutely aware of the show she was putting on for her student and she loved it despite her own self loathing. It made her as hot as a firecracker -- and he knew it.

"If I need to pee will you drink it, Ms. Hinsohn?"

Molly moaned and then nodded. He was never going to let her forget what he had made her do at the park that day. She had been so hot from walking around in public wearing only a g-string bikini that she had done whatever he asked of her. And he had asked her to drink his pee with his cock in her throat. It hadn't tasted so bad at the time because his dick was in the back of her throat and he was basically just emptying is bladder straight into her stomach, but the aftertaste had been very acrid and coppery.

"Open your blouse, Ms. Hinsohn." Evan said. "I want to see those lovely tits of yours."

Molly whimpered slightly as she reached up to undo her blouse buttons. Although she was getting hotter and hotter as her student ordered her to do things she still cringed whenever he used vulgar language like 'tits' and 'pussy' and 'ass'.

Once her blouse was open and her "tits" were exposed to her student's gaze Molly once again grasped her ankles and sat still as he continued to fuck her mouth with his organ. Molly often wondered what it would be like to swallow a man's (or in this case a teenage boy's) sperm. Her student never came in any of her holes (and he had used all of them by now) because he liked to pull out and cum on her face no matter which one of her holes he had been using. She had even jacked him off onto her face from time to time. He liked that too. But the real trick was that he liked for her to start masturbating herself as he was using her so that she would cum right after he came. She had faked cumming a few times as he shot his cum all over her face, but, to her eternal shame, she usually had a real orgasm from the lewdness of having one of her young students ejaculate all over her mouth, nose, and even her eyes. And she had very pretty eyes, she had been told that many times by her old boyfriends and sometimes by strangers she had just met. It was her favorite feature, besides her sexy body, and she always took extra care to keep her makeup in meticulous condition. And she liked bright red lipstick as well. Evan had complimented her on the lipstick before; usually just before he came all over her mouth.

"I really enjoyed the desk cam you installed, Ms. Hinsohn." Evan said as he sawed back and forth into her face. "You did well. You got a good camera and installed it securely and discreetly so neither the janitor nor any of the other teachers would ever notice it. I really enjoyed looking at your pussy on my cell phone today as you were grading papers during our test. I like that you always keep your skirt pulled up to your waist whenever you are sitting at your desk, just as I requested, and with your legs spread wide so I can see all the silky hair around your joy hole. How does it feel to know that one of the students in your class is looking at your naked beaver on his cell phone while you are sitting in the room with him?"

Molly didn't have to answer. She just grunted involuntarily at the thought and reached between her legs to start fingering herself. She just couldn't wait any longer. She had his permission to let go of her ankles only for that purpose whenever his dick was in between her perfect red lips. Molly knew that her student was just trying to make her hot so that they could cum simultaneously later.

Evan knew all about her weakness -- her weakness for public exposure. It was that weakness that had started the blackmail. It was the video that Evan quietly took of her masturbating naked in the driver's seat of her car in the back of the parking lot of a big busy store. Her latent exhibitionism was the hook to her psyche that he used to... well, 'use' her. And Molly had crumbled very quickly when he threatened to "expose" her to the principal and all of the other people at the high school by posting the video online.

In fact, the first time he had used her, he had taken her around the back of that same store on a busy evening when the shipping and receiving doors were locked for the night and he had bent her over the trunk of her car, pulled up her dress and fucked her from behind with her pretty pink panties around her ankles. Even then he had pulled out at the last moment and had her kneel down to receive the first hot load of her life on her pretty face. It had shocked her and thrilled her at the same time. And after she got home that evening she had masturbated vigorously in the shower with her water massager until she was so tired of cumming that she had slumped to the floor in sexual exhaustion with the shower massager lying beside her -- still shooting it's pulsing water spray uselessly against the shower walls.

"Go lube up, Molly" Evan said after several minutes of fucking her face.

Molly immediately got up off of her knees and rushed to the bathroom. She found the jar of cream, dipped her finger in it, reached around behind her and put some around her anus and then pushed her finger in to coat her back door passage. Molly was grateful that Evan let her lube up because the first time he had taken her back there it had been very painful and she had cried the whole time. And when he finally pulled out and came on her face, her tears had mixed with his semen.

He bent her over the foot stool in front of her chair and knelt behind her. Molly didn't mind anal sex any more. She would be mortified if anyone ever found out that after the first time he had sodomized her she had bought her first vibrator for the express purpose of stretching out her sphincter. And now anal insertions had become a regular part of her masturbation. Molly liked taking it up the ass now. It felt so... intimate.

Once again Evan complimented Ms. Hinsohn on the sexy shape of her butt as he once again helped himself to his helpless teacher's body.

He took his time. He wanted this to last. Why not? They were both enjoying themselves.

"Karina said she would like to meet you at the store again tomorrow. She said to meet her in the clothing department." Evan said as he watched his fat cock-head pulsing in and out of his teacher's asshole.

Molly's pussy, already moist, began to drip now at the thought of another rendezvous with Evan's sister. Evan and Karina were very close and often shared their sex partners. Why not? They both loved girls.

As Evan's cock drove deeply in and out of her colon Molly's mind drifted back to that day at the beach when Karina had partially hidden under a beach blanket as she licked Molly's pussy until Molly came so hard that she cried out too loudly and drew the notice of several people in the vicinity. If she had gotten caught letting one of the female students at her school perform cunnilingus on her right there on the beach she would have probably been sent to jail. But it had been one of the most intense orgasms of Molly's life and she craved that feeling again.

Molly could feel her student's cock-head swelling in her ass. Evan's cock was getting harder and longer by the moment and his thrusts were going deeper and deeper and making her feel ever fuller back there in her butt. Yet, even as Molly's head spun with pleasure at the thoughts and sensations running through her, a little voice in the back of her head was warning her that she was becoming dangerously addicted to the pleasures of all of this illicit sex. Molly began to wonder if her student was turning her into a sex addict. What if he ever stopped "cumming" over to her house? Would she be able to masturbate enough to fill the "gaps" in her sex life? And she also worried, somewhere in the back of her mind, what Evan had in store for her in the future. She knew he was recording all of their liaisons in her house. She even knew where he had hidden the camera. He didn't know that she had found it and so she enjoyed jacking off on the couch for his benefit, pretending not to know it was there, while she watched romance movies in the living room. But what was he doing with all of the videos he had of her naked and writhing young body? Was he selling them? Would other young male (or female) students find out about her and blackmail her too? Would she turn into the school whore to be used whenever and by whoever wished? But worst of all, she thought as she felt Evan's beautiful cock plundering her butt-hole, what if she enjoyed being the school whore?

Molly came then. She came very intensely.

Evan smiled down at the sight of his teacher's back humping up and down on his cock in a futile attempt to swallow him whole in her desperate quest for yet another climax that she could remember in those long lonely nights alone in bed with just her little battery operated dildos to keep her company.

Right in the middle of her orgasm Ms. Hinsohn's student pulled out of her and came all over the side of her face and the back of her head. She could feel the weight of his copious dollops of sperm as they landed in her hair just as she could feel the warm splash of his sperm landing on her cheek and flowing slowly down past her open and panting mouth towards her living room floor.

Molly hoped the "hidden" camera had captured all the action. She knew that video would make more than a few guys shoot their loads as they jacked off in the darkness of their hidden lust.

Molly panted for breath. Molly felt like a star. The only thing missing was for someone to yell "CUT!". Molly's vagina quivered in aftershock as she very briefly considered the thought that maybe she should have been -- still could be? --- a porn star. And her vagina quivered again as she realized that she already WAS a porn star --- thanks to her handsome 18 year old young student.

She hoped they were all enjoying the splendid view of her naked young ass --- all of the ones that were probably watching live.