Party Girl Pt 02

DISCLAIMER: All characters in this story are at least 18 years old.

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Ashley felt like she was in a dream.

A bad one.

She turned around to face the source of the voice, coming face to grinning face with the one student she didn't want to see.

"Love the costume, teach," Jake murmured, his palm softly cupping the back of her neck. "It really accentuates your curves." His eyes slowly traveled down and back up her body, making her feel deeply self-conscious.

Ashley had always felt uncomfortable around Jake. A star football player, his tall and sinewy frame - along with an exceptionally good-looking face and striking, powder blue eyes - had won him a notoriously high "body count" at school. Despite these conquests, Ashley often suspected that Jake wanted more; in class, his gaze was somehow a bit too attentive, and was frequently paired with a faint, knowing smile. On many an occasion, Ashley had inadvertently made eye contact with him as she addressed the class - and she always looked away first.

Still, this was bold, even for him. "Hi Jake," said Ashley, surprised at how small her voice sounded. She felt like she had to think of something to say. "What are you dressed as?" What a stupid question, she thought angrily to herself; he clearly wasn't wearing a costume.

Jake smiled warmly. "I'm dressed as a handsome guy." He gently brushed a stray wisp of hair behind her ear, lightly touching the earlobe for a moment and making her tense up. "What do you think, is it a good costume?"

Ashley instinctively nodded, and then blushed as she realized the implication: that she thought he was handsome. "Thanks," he chuckled, wrapping his arm around her again. "Mmm, you smell nice." He moved his face to her hair, inhaling deeply and lingering for a moment before withdrawing and staring at her expectantly - and as they had both grown accustomed to, she shrank from the challenge.

She knew she had to say something; she was a teacher, for God's sake! However, she convinced herself that surrounded by students as she was, rebuffing Jake would cause a scene and ruin the party. Steeling herself, she resolved to wait this out and then make it clear to him afterward that this was completely unacceptable behavior. Perhaps school would be the best venue for that discussion, Ashley thought to herself; here, constricted by soggy leather and Jake's big arm, she felt like she couldn't think straight.

Various partygoers approached Jake and his beautiful companion over the course of the evening, with Ashley vacantly smiling and looking down at the floor while he spoke to them. Distraught, overwhelmed, and now covered in a light sheen of sweat, Ashley felt like she was simultaneously floating and buried beneath a slab of rock - unyielding, insistent, muscular rock. Even though she wasn't looking at them, she could feel each student - both the boys and the girls - luxuriating in her glistening cleavage, tummy and pubic area. Jake's arm remained possessively wrapped around her the whole time, his fingertips alternating between resting on her upper breasts and playing with her necklaces or bra straps. Deeply embarrassing at first, these incursions were now barely registering in Ashley's mind; her thoughts swirled indistinctly, congealing into a stuffy haze.

She blinked dully. Jake was saying something to her. "What?" She felt like she was hearing someone else speak with her voice.

Jake smiled. "I said, you look like you could use a drink. Let's go fill you up with something strong." He scanned her glassy eyes and pursed his lips approvingly. "The booze is upstairs. Come on." Moving his hand to the exposed part of her butt, he steered her toward the house's stairway.

"Upstairs?" she mumbled as she tottered along. Some distant part of her brain rejected the notion that alcohol would be upstairs at a party.

"Sure, they put it upstairs so people will use both floors." Oh, I guess that makes sense, she thought to herself as Jake firmly gripped an ass cheek and guided her up the stairs. Ashley's hips swayed to and fro as she climbed, with each step in the high heels pushing her bottom upward and outward. From somewhere in the house, Madonna's "4 Minutes" blared, and Ashley felt like her huge rump was undulating to the beat.

Arriving at the top of the stairs, Ashley couldn't make sense of what she saw. Not only were there no people, but the lights weren't even on. "I want somebody to speed it up for me, then take it down slow," droned the song in the background.

"Um, where are the -" Ashley stopped mid-sentence, her mouth hanging open as Jake's gigantic cock pressed into her ass through his pants. She held her breath as sweat trickled down her face.

The song continued its assault: "Are you ready to go?" Jake's hog pushed against her and she staggered forward. "Time is waiting." She yelped as the swollen member bounced her forward again - and toward a dark room. "No hesitating, grab a boy, grab a girl." A third bump sent her reeling through the doorway. "Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock." The door closed behind her, enclosing her in blackness. "That's right, keep it up, keep it up." Jake rammed against her and she sailed through the air, landing on her knees and elbows on something soft - a bed.

Ashley felt like she couldn't move. She stared at the dark, at nothing, at her own terror. He couldn't have known, because she hadn't told anyone about it, ever. She had never revealed to another living soul what she suffered from.

Nyctophobia, the fear of the dark.

The sound of a zipper somewhere behind her made her tremble. "I'm a man of my word, teach," Jake's disembodied voice cooed. "And I said I was gonna fill you with something strong." Ashley gasped as her pants were violently yanked down to her thighs. "No panties? Wow." Tears formed at the corners of her eyes as she felt him run his fingers across her sweat-drenched pussy. "And fucking dripping for me, holy shit." Her breathing became fast and ragged as she felt the head of Jake's engorged penis rub against her clitoris.

He moved his face very close to hers. "I knew you were desperate for it as soon as I saw that costume, but I had no idea you were this much of a cock-crazed slut." Ashley could only whimper meekly in response. "Like I said, I'm a man of my word," he growled. "And this is gonna hurt."

"Glaaaaaaacchh!" Ashley let out a strangled groan as Jake roughly thrust the full length of his dick into her all at once. She had never had anything this long or thick inside her; she had never even imagined it. The pain made her clench her facial muscles and hold the blanket on the bed so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

He withdrew and slammed into her again, his large balls slapping heavily against her pussy as he bottomed out. "Huurrrrrgghhh!" she choked out, colors exploding in her vision as her eyes opened impossibly wide. Her mind couldn't make sense of what she saw, and what she didn't see - it could only writhe uselessly as Jake sawed in and out of her. "Gllllaarrrrghhh!" She began to hyperventilate as the darkness stretched out endlessly ahead.

Jake's cock was so deep that it felt like it was inside her stomach. "Cuulllccghhh," she declared, and her entire body shuddered as she came harder than she ever had in her life. The orgasm squeezed all the breath out of her, and it threatened to never end as she collapsed and wheezed hoarsely into the bed.

Laughing, Jake continued to masturbate his enormous cock with her limp body. "Nice one, teach! You go tight as a vise when you cream your fuckhole." Ashley moaned weakly. "Let's have another one of those. Back that fat ass up for round two."

WHAP!

Ashley jerked upright, her mouth agape. The force of the slap on her butt cheek was so thunderous that her brain couldn't process what had happened.

WHAP!

The second slap was equally vicious, colliding with the other cheek and reverberating deep into her fleshy posterior. "I said back that ass up, bitch!" Ashley squealed and submissively pushed her butt into her tormentor. Laughing again, Jake spanked her again anyway. "That's more like it. Now cum for Daddy!" Grabbing her ponytail and yanking her head back, he uncorked another brutal smack, sending her ass cheeks jiggling around the cock pistoning between them. WHAP! With Jake pulling mercilessly on her hair, her head was forced to face upward, causing her back to arch grotesquely.

WHAP! Ashley cried out as another smack rang through the dark. Why was he still hitting her when she was doing as she was told? She rocked back and forth as vigorously as she could on Jake's member, eliciting another cruel laugh from him. WHAP! What was she doing wrong? Her senses were overloaded now; the unnatural arch of her back was causing her spine to strain, and the roots of her hair were on fire. WHAP! Ashley began to sob, clawing helpessly at the nothingness above her.

WHAP! WHAP!

"Gluuuuccccggghhhhh!" Ashley gurgled as another orgasm ripped through her, tears streaming down her face. WHAP! The sensation from an especially nasty smack mingled with the euphoria rippling through her body, causing her bloodshot eyes to cross and roll into her head. WHAP! Her tongue stretched upward further than her conscious mind would allow for, her mouth opening wide in anguish and ecstasy.

Jake moaned appreciatively behind her as her spasming pussy clamped around his cock. "Oh yeah, that's your button alright. Thrashing that fanny!" WHAP!

"Muuuuunnnnnnnhhhhhhllllllggggghhhhhh!" Ashley's face, now streaked with the remnants of her black eyeshadow, contorted into something unrecognizable as she came again.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

"Hllluuuuuuuuuuucccgggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!"

Several hours and countless orgasms later, Jake marched a near-catatonic Ashley - still trapped in darkness, thanks to a hardened mixture of semen and makeup caking her eyelids closed - through the house. The party was still very much alive, and the students gawked at Ashley as she was paraded by, leather pants still around her thighs. Every inch of her massive caboose was bright red, and a fresher batch of Jake's cum dribbled from her hairless pussy all the way down her leg.

Arriving at the front door of the house, Jake proclaimed loudly that he and "Ass-ley" had to head out. "I would stay longer, but she's really 'beat,'" he joked, motioning toward her thoroughly abused backside. The partygoers burst into laughter, with many of them taking out their phones to record the spectacle before them. "All in all, I give her a B-," Jake crowed, palming Ashley's glowing tush. "B for Butt, minus for minus pants!" This comment produced an even bigger reaction from the students, with a great deal of cheering and applause accompanying their hysterical cackling.

Many of those assembled followed Jake outside to his convertible, where, after saying his goodbyes, he departed toward untold further delights at home. As he drove off, his new girlfriend and soon-to-be ex-teacher - motivated by a few extra spanks - slavishly choked on her conqueror's cock, her rosy derrière wiggling in the night air for all to see.