BLACKMAILED TEACHER

CHAPTER FIVE

"All right, students, that concludes today. Keep in mind that the fourth and fifth chapters of your text will be covered on the Friday test."

She had anticipated that there would be various groans of dismay. Every time a test was announced, the same reaction occurred. She had come to believe that it was impossible to have a child who was born with an inherent fear of tests.

She assumed that all of these kids felt the same way because she remembered how she had always felt the day before a test.

They generally documented out while she entered the scores on their schoolwork in

her record book. Surprised to see one of her students staying after class, she looked up.

Then, at that point, a virus chill grasped her stomach.

Donald Peter was standing there with wild disarray in his fiery red hair.

He also had an expression of unfulfilled lust on his face. She knew without a shadow of a doubt what he wanted.

"Ah, Donald?"

He smiled and said, "Well, Miss Wilmer." You've been a bustling woman,

haven't you?"

"What's the significance of that?"

"I assumed you were aware. I mean, taking a ride from the parking lot with someone else like you did yesterday. an excursion with Mr. Marson. Or should I say, "a ride on the prick of Mr. Marson?"

She went into shock. Her vocal cords were paralyzed by the numbness. She had no idea what to say. She'd never been coerced this way. Donald could immediately fire both teachers if he went to Mr. Elias and told him about two teachers f*****g out in plain sight.

Donald had an even stronger bargaining position because Fred, the night watchman, could confirm his account.

Unless Donald could be coerced, they would never survive. She thought he could. He had a certain expression on his face.

"Miss Wilmer, you're very quiet. Or then again could I at any point call you Lucy? I'll call you Lucy, yes. That is to say, golly, I've eaten out your t**t and we've screwed and we ought to be good friends."

"What are your goals?"

"Let's face it, Lucy. I'm not one of those avaricious types who sacrifice grades or money for status. I only require some action with you.

It was as she dreaded. She was being sexually manipulated by the boy. As a reward for remaining silent, he desired her body. which only provided him with additional ammunition to use against her in the event that he ever decided to do so.

"So that's it, I just jump up on the desk and spread them for you?"

He grinned. " similar to that. However, not exactly. This time, no."

"You poor cockroach!"

She was mocked by him. That is not my sack. I just want a piece of your luscious abs. Literally. Spread your lily white asscheeks wide while standing over the desk. I want to get in your face. That's something I've never done before. I need to see what it's like."

She tried to get even colder. She had never been taken by a man before. Additionally, this adolescent liar desired to carry it out. She could say no and deal with the consequences. Better to cooperate with him. But up her arse... She stood and, on shaky legs, walked over to the door. This wasn't something she maintained that anybody should rush in on. Shutting the entryway, she moved a work area so it hindered the passage.

"So mindful. Are you worried that someone else might see us f*****g? He insulted her.

"Ah, shame on you! You naughty child!"

"Lucy, you shut up!" He erupted. My pimple is not that small. Additionally, no woman complained about it to me. Not even you.

She began to speak to him, but she then bit back the words. She was only trying to persuade him. That wasn't the savviest thing she could do. She had to let loose and possibly figure out how to escape his grasp.

He ordered, "Over here." You should be bending over your desk. And put that lovely a** up where I can f**k it!"

She didn't race to comply. In addition to the constant worry that she might be caught, she felt a cold anger directed at him. This was the day Mr. Elias reviewed all the classes and he wasn't by hers in more than a month. She was lucky that he came in at the same time this young man was f*****g her s**t chute.

"Twist around, darn it all!"

He grabbed her and flipped her over her desk. The impact of her boobs striking the surface was jarring. She felt the air spout from her lungs. She was powerless to stop him from hiking up her skirt, gasping vainly to regain her wind.

"Wow, those pants are amazing! Aren't they hot?

She nearly cried when she felt his hands stroking over the smooth bends of her base. He had not yet taken off the silk pants. But the way his fingers felt through the thin material was obvious. When he approached her from behind, he was making sure she was ready for him.

"Get it over with!" She wept. " Take action if you're going to!"

"Patience, my sweet little ass. Soon enough, you'll feel my tender, hard c**k.

His hands kept touching her bottom in a sexy way. He finally got his satisfaction and started removing her underwear. He did more than just remove them; he turned it into a significant production.

He cooed, laughing at her inability to stop him, "So gentle, like this." Check out how I ease them. around the flare of your huge ass. Additionally, I no longer simply drop them on your legs. No, not that.

I take them out with care. Get out of their way.

He lowered himself behind her. In order to free her feet from the pantyhose, he locked his hands on one ankle and then the other. After that, he gave her a big, sticky, wet kiss on the rump.

Instead of kissing her, it felt like he had branded her. At this point, she was crying out loud, the tears leaving salty stains on her cheeks. This was an extreme disgrace. She was being raped through the nose by a 16-year-old.

If she wanted to continue working as a teacher, she was powerless to do anything about it.

"Umm, delicious! Yeah, just like that, spread those legs a little wider. You have such a crotch, God. It can really eat a man's prick up!"

When she felt his tongue digging into her t**t, she shuddered once more. She couldn't stop her body from betraying her as he stirred her lust. She wanted him so badly that she was wet. regardless of whether he raped her. despite the fact that she detested him to the core.

Her deceiver's body was answering!

She felt him stand and approach her from behind. As his zipper moved down the track, there was a metallic hiss.

Warmly and firmly, his prick pressed into the canyon between her cheeks. He knew enough not to scramble for her poop hole and fiercely screw her. That would have brought about a great deal of torment for her. Instead, he made fun of her and abused her with his c**k.

It looked big, round, and hot as it poked between her meaty ass globes.

She gasped, this time in s****l desire, when he searched for the canyon's humid floor. He was approaching her. He was making her need him to screw her.

"Dude, get it over with! I'm dead!"

"She wants me to f**k her now. She also initially stated that she did not desire such a thing. Oh, how erratic women are!

His prick slid past her inseam and down to her cunt's hanging folds. His prickly head drove firmly into her luscious lips. He charged right up into her t**t.

The sudden insertion of his c**k into her hot p***y almost caused her to faint. It was difficult for the crude walls to stretch and expand to accommodate his length of prick. However, there was no longer any issue once he was inside her succulent cunt.

He was not even close to Jeff's size. No man she'd at any point screwed was.

However, the child still had a large prick. He was also well on his way to using it like a real stud. He did more than just f**k a woman; he also made her mad, tortured her, and turned her on. After that, he sucked the living daylights out of her wet cunt.

In the greased slot, he made a few back and forth strokes. Before entering the sensual depths of her asshole, he wanted as much of the slippery f**k fluid as he could get on his c**k. Additionally, the woman's cunt felt so damn good wrapped around his c**k!

He stroked an adequate number of times to cause himself to feel the impacts. He began to clench his balls and ache with uncontrollable lust. He knew it was time to move on to the hole he really wanted to f**k when the nuts inside the tiny sac started to chum and lurch.

"Like the vibe of my chicken in your p***y?" He pressed.

"Yes, absolutely! Screw me!"

He pulled out with a wet little thud. The woman's guts threatened to be pulled out of her cunt hole by the suction behind his prick. She almost went insane at the hollowness and empty feeling he left behind. His prick had to be hers! She was nothing with it!

After that, he started looking for her tightly coiled arse. He gently pushed the prick's glands directly into the center when he found it. The puckered anus resisted giving. He made the pressure go up. She moaned, claiming that he was going to destroy her.

He resisted her. He knew precisely the exact thing he was doing. Why should it matter if he made her groin bleed a little? He was after joy - his pleasure.

He leaned into her groin with a little hip wiggle. Along the arc of his groin, the supple flesh under his belly gave way. His hips moved an additional millimeter or so forward. Her poop hole was debilitating. He could feel his c**k entering her intestines.

With an unexpected flood as her butt loose, he was inside her rectum. He was encircled by hot, gripping female tissue. The sensation was more extreme than with any t**t he'd at any point screwed. She was so hot she was consuming him to a roasted nubbin!

"I've never felt a woman as hot and clingy; You're going to smash me flat, God!"

"Stop talking and f**k me! It's like a fiery poker pushed up my arse!"

He slowly removed his prick from her stomach while grunting. She groaned and shivered as her bowels were suctioned. She almost couldn't handle the sensation. She was even more enthralled by the way his entire prick trembled and shook.

His c**k was her desire. Despite the fact that no man had ever taken her up the back before, she no longer cared that he was f*****g her ass. Why then? Her body wanted to. She has to reply.

Her cunt was hot and itchy. She was so enthralled by what he was doing that her juices ran down the inside of her leg. Whether or not he was f*****g her cunt no longer mattered. She had his rooster as far as possible up in her body. That was all that mattered.

"Go, please, hurry up!"

"Alright, yet recall you requested it that way!"

He stuck his hips forward once more. His prick pierced her anus, which had an impossibly small diameter. The tight ring of muscle around his prick felt like a noose for a hangman. He didn't care, though. He only wanted the hot, squeezed female flesh around his c**k.

He got it to the point where he couldn't control himself. His balls were at the limit now. He was struggling under the weight of his lead-heavy jism. He would go insane if he didn't remove the rocks quickly.

"That sweet, lily white ass of yours! Chriiiist!"

On her desk, she extended her back to the fullest. Pushing her butt out behind she attempted to slam it down onto his prick as hard as possible. She didn't just need him f*****g her butt, she needed him f*****g it with all the strength secured in his young body.

She struggled to remember that he was only sixteen and that his control was not as strong as that of a mature adult. She was dangerously pushing him close to the edge.

However, her body insisted. All of that prick had to be in her ass.

She couldn't do any less because her cunt was craving c**k. She wasn't expecting to feel as excited or content as she did when she took his poke in the rear.

She was getting his chicken inside her. That was extremely significant. It helped quell the uncontrollable desires that were burning in her trim, athletic body. However, he was not f*****g her sufficiently. She wanted the f*****g to rub her in the arse with its friction. She wanted to delight in pain!

"More!"

She got more. She pushed back into his groin as he drove his prick into her ass like a flesh-pounding ram. She received the f*****g she so desperately required from the combined gestures.

"God, I-I... can't stop!" He sputtered. He was stroking her smooth flanks with his bands. He feared he might escape her clutching asshole due to the way her body jerked and twisted.

The boy didn't have to be concerned. He was barely able to f**k her arse because she was firmly enforcing her grip on his jerk. His c**k was encircled by a tight band of muscles, which held on for dear life. They weren't going to let his valuable prick escape them.

At this point, the woman was crying out of joy. She was no longer embarrassed by his buttfucking her. It had no bearing. He was filling her guts with a rooster. He was pushing her sexually to the breaking point at an alarming rate.

That was all she thought often about.

She scoured her chest to and fro across the work area. Her bra-encased t**s weren't being adequately invigorated to suit her, yet entirely this made a difference. Her turgid n*****s were moved back and forth by the cloth. She wished she could have shown them her twitching hands. She would simply need to get off the most effective way she could.

Her damp bush was discovered when she reached between her legs. Her luscious juices were all over the desk. She had no interest whatsoever. While the teen f****d her ass, she was more interested in finding her c**t and massaging it.

Her c******s's tiniest spire emerged timidly from its flesh-covered sheath. She grabbed it right away and began rolling the pea-sized organ around. Another rush shook her. The volts of power impacting into her body from this small tower of erectile tissue was sufficient to push her

over the verge of climax.

She reached a crescendo as he continued to cornhole her. It was a sharp, fiery come. After that, she swiped her lust's tiny button with her fingers.

"G-god! I'm sorry! My groin is on fire! "f**k me up!"

She was diddling herself as his prick flew in and out of her butt. As she rubbed it, the friction was making her c**t dry. Her raging cunt was swiftly penetrated by her fingers. She tested the thick inner lubricant with a finger.

As she remained for one minute in her t**t, she felt through her internal tissues his prick cruising all through her butt hole. He only needed to be touched lightly to come.

His pulsating, fiery s*x slammed into her groin. She caught her breath as the torrent of jism intensified. After that, she was once more pointing to her c**t.

Her s**t chute was filled with the pearly white jism. The combination of the s****l tensions she created through her c**t-fondling and the sensation of his prick and the friction it caused as he f****d her worked.

She arrived. It blew her head off the top.

At the point when she descended from taking off on the breezes of her euphoria, she was astounded to find that Wear had left. He had removed his irritant from her groin and walked away without uttering a word to her.

She was depleted and couldn't be messed with something minor like that. Lucy had taken pleasure in her first buttfuck. However, she wished it had been Jeff rather than a student who used blackmail to get what she wanted.

However, she was glad he had done it anyway. The f*****g's glow lingered for a long time.