BRADY BUNCH: OUTSIDERS

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 9 ]

“How’s my little Katie?” asked Mike as he opened the door to greet Linda and her daughter. Right on time, they’d come over as Mike as instructed his secretary.

“Just fine, Uncle Mike,” she gushed. “I get to do so many cool things, now. Do you want to hear about them?”

Mike looked the 6-year-old over. She was wearing a short sun dress that tied at the shoulders. The hem of the dress was high up her thighs, nearly up to her crotch. He smiled in approval. Her mother was wearing a matching sun dress. The mother and daughter looked cute together. “Tell me about them when we get in the family room,” said Mike. He let the two pass him, and fell in behind Linda. As they walked, he untied the straps at Linda’s shoulders and pulled down her dress. As it dropped to the floor, she paused to step out of it. Inside for less than 10 seconds and she was already nude. Her nipples hardened in the cool air. She felt demeaned by her boss’s behavior as he had so casually stripped her, but she dared not do anything. He pushed her lightly to get her walking again and she followed her daughter into the family room.

As Linda stepped through the doorway, she saw a totally unexpected sight. The entire Brady Bunch was there, but they were all clothed. It put her at an embarrassing disadvantage. She stopped and blushed, then felt a push on her bare back again. The entire family clapped as Linda came in, putting her in the spotlight she so badly wished she could avoid. Her daughter turned and saw her mother nude and said, “Oh, mommy, you couldn’t wait?” That brought chuckles from the family. Then, the little girl asked, “Me, too?”

“No, not yet,” said Carol, taking her hand. “Sit down over here. We’re going to have cake and ice cream and your mommy is going to be the waitress.”

Katie giggled, “A waitress with no clothes. That’s silly.”

“Your mommy likes being naked for us, don’t you, Linda?” said Carol.

Linda blushed again. She didn’t like it, but she had no choice. And she knew what she had to say in reply, “Yes, ma’am, I like it.”

Mike whispered in her ear, “You’ll find the cake and ice cream in the kitchen. Everybody wants some, so hop to it.” Linda scurried to the kitchen and saw nine plates with slices of cake. She spooned ice cream on to two of them and brought them out. Bobby met her at the door and put his hands on her firm, round tits. With a plate in each hand, she might as well have been bound. All she could do was watch the little boy play with her fine tits. She looked uncomfortably around the room and saw all eyes on her. Carol was whispering in Katie’s ear again and Linda wondered what lies were being put in her baby’s ear. After her tits had been mauled by the 9-year-old, Linda was allowed to deliver the cake and ice cream.

When she returned with a second load, it was Peter that met her at the door and fondled her tits. He followed her as she delivered the cake and ice cream. When she bent down to hand it to Cindy and Jan, she felt his hand between her legs, caressing her pussy. It was all the woman could do to keep her composure as the Brady’s humiliated her. The third trip, it was Greg that gave her attention. He walked behind her, then grabbed her from behind and massaged her tits. He made them bounce up and down, a silly scene that made Katie giggle as Carol whispered in her ear.

On the fourth trip, Linda expected Mike to meet her and fondle her. But, it was Katie that stood waiting for her. Dumbfounded, Linda sidestepped her daughter and walked past. Katie fell in step behind her mommy slut and put her hands on her mommy slut’s ass cheeks. As Linda walked, Katie bounced the nude woman’s ass. “Aunt Carol says you have a nice ass, mommy.” Linda’s eyes burned into Carol, who only smiled sweetly in return. When Linda delivered the final two plates of cake and ice cream, Katie slapped her mommy’s bare ass and giggled. It was funny to spank her mommy. “Is that all, sir?” asked Linda.

“You didn’t bring Katie any,” said Mike. “She wants two scoops of ice cream.” As Linda returned to the kitchen, she heard her boss say, “We have to punish you for that oversight. What do you think, Katie? What should your mommy get for almost forgetting her little girl?” When Linda paused to hear the answer, Mike said, “Get in the kitchen, slut, and get her cake and ice cream.”

As requested, Linda put two scoops of ice cream on the final plate, but she made them small scoops to cut down on Katie’s sweets. When she came back, Katie said, “Lay down on the floor, mommy slut.” Warily, Linda laid down. She wondered what more these people could do to her. “Now, put the cake on your tummy and a scoop of ice cream on each tittie,” said Katie.

“Katie!” said her astonished mother. Then she looked at Mike. “What are you doing to do?”

“I guess we’re going to punish you even more for not doing what Katie just told you to do,” said Mike. “I’ll give you one more chance to follow her instructions.”

Reluctantly, Linda put the cake on her firm, flat tummy and a scoop of ice cream on each tit. When the ice cream tried to slide off, she was forced to cup her hands around her tits to keep the ice cream in place. The cold took her breath away and her hidden nipples stood up hard. She watched as Katie bent down and took a piece of cake in her mouth. The little girl giggled at the fun of being allowed to eat cake without a fork and the silly idea of using her mommy as a plate. Katie took a bite of ice cream the same way. The eight voyeurs ate their cake in a dignified manner, while they watched Katie eating with no hands. The cake smeared on her face and on her mommy’s tummy. The ice cream ran down the sides of Linda’s ample breasts, but Katie licked it off. Linda also watched her little girl as she made a mess of herself and helped to humiliate her mommy. As she finished the last of her cake, Katie licked the crumbs off her mommy. She moved up and licked her tits clean, sucking on the hard nipples as she did.

When Katie was totally finished, Linda stood up and politely asked, “What next?”, while she was really thinking, what’s next, you asshole.

Mike said, “Did you want dessert as well?”

Linda felt a chill run down her spine. It was a loaded question, but she couldn’t figure out what was the right answer to avoid being trapped. Would she be ungrateful if she said no? Would she be greedy if she said yes? What would be her punishment for the wrong answer? She took a neutral stance. “If you want me to have dessert, sir.”

“Well, yes, I do, Linda,” said Mike. “You’ve been a very good waitress and I think you should get some dessert. Lay back down.” The submissive woman complied. This was not what she expected.

Bobby got up and walked over to the prone woman. He stripped off his pants, then his shirt, and finally his underwear. It wasn’t until she saw his hard little cock that she realized what her dessert was. She looked with pleading eyes at her boss. Not in front of my baby, again, she thought. But Katie said, “Your favorite, mommy. You get little boy for dessert.” Inside Linda screamed as the cock lowered to her face and she opened her mouth. Katie knelt down by her mommy. “I sucked him last time,” she announced proudly. Linda could only nod slightly as she sucked the little boy’s cock. “Mmmmm,” she said without really meaning it.

The 6-year-old watched her mommy intently as her mommy’s cheeks puffed in and out, sucking the small cock as it stroked in and out. “Suck him, mommy slut,” said Katie softly. She continued to watch as Bobby’s rhythm increased and he came in Linda’s mouth. “Swallow it all, mommy slut,” said Katie.

When she was finished, Linda stood again. “Sit here, Linda slut,” said Mike, patting the couch next to him. “Your daughter is going to clean up the dishes for you, aren’t you, Katie?”

“Yes, Uncle Mike.” She looked at Aunt Carol and asked, “Now?” Getting a nod from Aunt Carol, Katie said to her mommy, “And I get to be a naked waitress, too.” She pulled up her dress to reveal a cute pair of matching panties. “But, I’ve got panties on and mommy didn’t.” The little vixen untied her shoulder straps, then wriggled out of the sun dress. Then, she slid down her panties and was totally nude. “Do you like it, mommy?” she asked, posing.

“Yes, baby,” said her mommy. “You’ve got a cute body.”

It didn’t take long for Katie to get the dishes to the kitchen since she had little interference. She beamed at each of them as she took their plates. Being a naked waitress was a fun game for her. While she was doing that, Carol gave Linda instructions. At first, the sex slut argued, but finally gave in. When Katie finished and came back into the room, Linda swallowed hard and pointed at Peter, saying, “I sucked him last time, Katie.” It was intended and taken as a challenge.

Katie took the challenge, “Then I will, too.” She grabbed Peter’s hand. “Come here,” she commanded, pulling him to the center of the room. She laid down and said, “Let me suck you, Peter.”

Eager to comply, Peter stripped off his clothes, climbed on the young girl, and put his cock in her mouth. “Mmmmm,” she said, meaning what she said. Peter stroked evenly and deeply into the tight little mouth.

“You just dared your 6-year-old daughter to suck a cock,” whispered Mike, rubbing in her debauchery.

“Only because you made me,” whispered Linda in return.

“And I’ll keep making you do these things,” said her boss. “Watching you teach your little girl how to be a slut is such a turn on. And she thinks she’s doing all these things for you.”

“Can’t you just fuck me and leave my baby out of this?”

“I am fucking you, Linda. I’m fucking your mind right now. And no, I can’t leave the hot little bitch out of it. She’s got us all under her spell now.”

When Peter tensed and shot his wad down the little girl’s throat, she swallowed what she could and then licked the cum off her lips. “Mmmmm,” she said again. Up to now, the little sex kitten had been following instructions. Now, totally unscripted, she said to her mommy, “And I sucked him last time.” She pointed at Greg.

Mike laughed at her audacity and clapped, “That’s good, Katie.” Then to his secretary he said, “That’s too good to pass up.”

Trapped, Linda stood and took Greg by the hand, “Then I will, too.” She pulled his pants down and then his underwear. He took off his own shirt and stood waiting for something. Finally Linda said, “Please, Greg, may I suck your cock?”

“Sure,” said Greg, patting her head like a dog. Then, he lay down on his back. Linda crawled between his legs and licked the hard shaft. She was mad, but she took it out on her daughter. “Yeah, but you didn’t suck the whole thing, did you?” She plunged her lips around the cock, already regretting her words. She sucked the whole thing down her throat, until her lips were at the base of the 13-year-old’s shaft and his sparse pubic hair was so close she couldn’t see it anymore.

Surprised and hurt, Katie looked at her Uncle Mike. “I didn’t suck the whole thing,” she said with disappointment. “I used my hand, too.”

“That’s OK,” whispered her understanding uncle. “Tonight, if you like, I’ll let you suck mine and it’s bigger than Greg’s. Cindy and her sisters can teach you how to swallow the whole thing. ”

She could hardly contain her excitement at that, but when her Uncle Mike put his finger to his lips, she knew that event was to be a secret. The naked, little slut could only tremble in silent anticipation. Mike sat her on his lap and wrapped his arms around the warm, naked body, feeling the crack of her ass riding on his hard cock.

Mike called over Marsha, “While you’re upstairs, teach Katie how to suck a big cock. Why don’t you take her up now?” Marsha took Katie by the hand and led her upstairs for a pre-arranged party and an additional lesson. Jan and Cindy followed.

Linda didn’t even notice them going, still believing she was putting on a debased sex show for an audience that included her little girl. It was only after she’d swallowed Greg’s cum that she realized her baby and the girls were all gone. She trembled at the thought of what they might be doing to her baby, but at least she wasn’t getting fucked or sucking a cock (she thought). She started to ask, but a ball gag was shoved into her open mouth.

Upstairs, sucking a cock was exactly what Katie was doing. Marsha got the 12-inch dildo that had fucked Jan the night before. They measured off 8 inches and drew a ring around the dildo. “If you get it that far, you can suck daddy’s cock all the way,” said Marsha. Then, just for fun, she stripped and strapped on the dildo.

Katie giggled again. “You look funny with tits and a cock,” she said. But, then she lay down and said, “Show me how to suck Uncle Mike’s cock.”

Marsha knelt over the precious 6-year-old’s face and put the cock to her lips. Katie opened her mouth wide and Marsha pushed the cock in until the little girl gagged. “Relax your throat,” said Cindy. “And swallow.” Marsha pulled out and pushed in again only to have the girl gag again. “Breathe through your nose and relax,” said Cindy. The next time, the cock pushed a little bit deeper before Katie gagged.

Jan spoke up, “Just think about how jealous your mommy will be when she sees you suck Uncle Mike’s whole cock.”

Cindy looked in surprise at her sex slave. Not only did Jan break from her normally submissive silence, but that was devilish advice. Cindy made a mental note to whip Jan a little more next time, as a reward. Marsha’s next stroke inched the cock in a little bit further. “Just relax and swallow,” said Cindy again. Then, to Marsha, she said, “Keep stroking. She’s getting a little bit more each time.” Sure enough, bit by bit, more and more cock was getting down the 6-year-old’s tight throat. Katie put her hands on Marsha’s ass to pull a little bit more in each time.

Cindy turned to Jan. “Time for us to get naked, too.” The two of them stripped themselves. “You are so bad, Jan,” said Cindy. “Making Katie’s mommy jealous.” She smacked Jan’s ass with her bare hand.

“Thank you, mistress Cindy,” said the slave.

Cindy smacked her sister’s ass twice more, then said, “I’ll show you more of what bad girls get later.”

The two turned back to watch Marsha and saw Marsha watching them. “Watch what you’re doing, Marsha,” cried Cindy in alarm. Marsha looked down in shock to see Katie’s nose pressed into her crotch. The little girl had swallowed all 12 inches! She pulled out quickly, a sick slurping sound accompanying the withdrawal.

Katie looked at them and said, “Bet you guys can’t do that.” Then she giggled at the hoarse sound of her voice.

Downstairs, the secretary slut was being prepared for the remainder of the evening. Greg brought out a broomstick and placed it horizontal against Linda’s back, just under her shoulder blades. She was instructed to hook her arms over the stick, holding the stick tight against her back in the crook of her elbows. Her wrists were chained together in front, so she couldn’t release the stick. That made her chest stick out, highly accentuating her firm, full tits. It was uncomfortable and gradually growing more painful, but all she could do was chew on the ball gag. A second stick, about three feet long was attached to each ankle with a leather cuff that was attached to each end. That effectively left her spread, unable to close her legs. She jerked back as pinch clothespins were snapped at her nipples. The second time Mike tried to pin her nipples, Greg and Peter restrained her. The helpless slave grimaced from the pain of the clothespins.

Then, Carol inserted an 8 inch vibrator up Linda’s cunt and a butt plug up her ass. “Don’t let them slip out,” she was warned, “or I’ll stick them up Katie’s cunt and ass.” So, she tightened her ass and cunt around the intruders, determined to protect her baby from the same experience. Carol pulled both out far enough to turn them on, then pushed them back in.

“Aaaaaaah,” could be heard from behind sex slave’s gag as she felt herself getting hot and wet from the stimulation. She fought to contain her arousal, but the devices were too much for her. For several minutes she fought against an orgasm. Her tormentors made idle conversation while she stood, spread and tied. Her growing arousal was embarrassing, since she was practically masturbating for them, totally at their mercy. She might have been able to control herself better if her cunt and ass hadn’t been so tight, but she didn’t dare relax and risk letting the vibrators fall out.

“Where are those girls?” Carol asked Mike. They hadn’t expected them to take this long.

Mike’s reply was cut off as Linda suddenly started moaning, “Unh, unh, unh.” Her thighs were twitching, trying to squeeze shut and her face was drawn tight. Mike picked up a leather riding crop. “Five smacks for every orgasm, Linda,” he said. Smack! “Mmmmmphf,” grunted Linda. She was being punished for an orgasm! Smack! “Aaaaah,” she said. They’d made her cum and now she was being spanked for it. Smack! “Aaaaaah.” Three red lines were cut across her helpless ass. Smack! “Mmmmm.” Smack! “Ooooooh,” she finished. Suddenly she was interested in what was keeping those girls, too. Was she to be left like this until they came back? She felt another orgasm starting to build.

What was taking those girls so long was Katie’s challenge to them. Cindy had plopped herself down immediately and said, “Fuck my mouth, Marsha. Give it all to me.” That was easier said than done. When the cock passed the 8-inch point, Cindy could feel her throat being forced to expand as the cock pressed deeper. She had to straighten her neck as the cock sank to 10 inches.

“God,” said Jan. She pointed at her sister’s bulging throat. “I can see the cock all the way down there.”

Marsha pulled out to let Cindy breathe and pushed again. Cindy’s triumph came suddenly. Once she’d gotten past the 10 inch point, the last 2 inches came easily. So, the next thrust had her nose in Marsha’s slit and the cock could go no further. Marsha pulled out and Jan laid down on the bed. Jan had watched carefully to see what Cindy had done. Being a good slave who wanted to impress her mistress, Jan opened wide and tilted her head back to straighten her neck and throat. The cock slid in easily and in one stroke Jan had swallowed the entire 12 inches. Marsha pulled out and said, “Fuck, Jan, that was amazing.” The oldest sister started to unstrap the dildo, but Cindy said, “Fuck her in the mouth, Marsha. Make her suck that cock some more.” Obediently Jan laid back again and Marsha put the cock in her mouth. Jan grabbed Marsha’s ass and pulled the bigger girl all the way down her throat. Cindy watched in awe as her slave’s throat bulged again and again.

“Enough,” said Cindy after about a dozen strokes. When the cock slid all the way out, Cindy said, “I’m going to get a belt and give you five strokes for every fucking inch, slave bitch. Later.”

“Thank you, mistress,” said Jan. She tingled at the thought of that.

Cindy took the dildo from Marsha and strapped it on. If it had looked funny on Marsha, it was hilarious on the tiny, flat chested girl. Katie couldn’t keep from laughing out loud as Cindy climbed on top of Marsha. With some trepidation, Marsha opened her mouth and let the cock slide in. She stopped at about 9-inches, holding Cindy by the hips to keep her from pressing any deeper. Cindy pulled out and let Marsha breathe. It took her several tries before she was able to relax enough and get the right position to swallow the entire dildo. When she had, she pushed Cindy off and looked at the clock, “Oh, my gosh, we have to hurry.”

They grabbed the leather straps that had been made for Katie. “We’re going to play My Little Pony,” said Cindy. “And you’re the pony.” The harness was wrapped around the little girl’s body, with two straps across her chest above and below her flat little tits. A center strap connected them, separating her undeveloped breasts. Another strap hung down. Marsha pulled the strap between Katie’s legs, pulling it tight and fastening it to the straps across her back. The half-inch wide leather strap pressed into the bald pussy and spread her ass cheeks. A halter was put on her face, with a strap across her forehead that wrapped around to the back. A second strap ran down the sides of her head just in front of her ears and under her chin. Feathery plumes were inserted in metal clips on each side of her head, making her look like a show pony. Finally, a bit was put in her mouth. She chomped down on it and Marsha attached it to her halter, so she was effectively gagged.

Cindy pulled their new pony in front of a mirror and Katie giggled into her bit. She was a beautiful pony. The black leather straps set off her milky white skin and made her look like a much older girl. Reins were attached to her halter and she pranced out the door and down the steps to show her mommy.

The sound of the girls coming down the stairs was a great relief to the straining sex slave. She now had thirty red stripes across her poor ass. She was torn between the pleasure of the orgasms and the pain of the whipping. Her back was to the stairs, so she couldn’t see what was happening, but she knew relief was at hand. Carol said, “Finally. I thought your Uncle Mike was going to whip your mommy’s poor ass right off.” Then to Linda, she said, “Here, let me take those out now.”

All Linda could say was, “Unh, unh, unh, oooo, aaaa, mmmmm,” as she launched into her seventh orgasm.

“Not soon enough,” observed Mike. But, he waited until Carol had removed the vibrators then administered his secretary’s five smacks.

“Giddy up,” said Cindy, snapping her little pony’s reins and prancing the little beauty in front of her mommy. As the little pony came into view, Linda couldn’t believe her eyes. She was dumbstruck at the sight of her daughter dressed in nothing but leather straps, a bit in her mouth. And Katie was fucking smiling, she thought.

Katie was smiling because she was a happy, pretty little pony. It never occurred to her what a demeaning position she was in, prancing through the house like an animal. She was also smiling because her mommy was tied up and being spanked. While her mommy had been serving dessert, Aunt Carol had explained to her how much mommy liked being tied and hurt. It seemed strange to her, but she’d heard Jan thank Cindy for offering her a spanking. So, it must be true. Some people, including her mommy, liked to be spanked.

The girls led their pony around the room several times, then they stopped the little pony in front of Uncle Mike. Katie’s smile grew broader as she watched her uncle strip off his clothes. Her fun was dampened some by her mommy’s jealous grunts into her gag. If only mommy wouldn’t carry on so, she thought. She doesn’t want me to suck his cock because she wants it. The little mare stood waiting expectantly, even managing a whinny and a very pony like snort. Then Marsha undid the pony’s bit.

Katie leaned forward with her mouth open to take Uncle Mike’s cock in her mouth. Her eyes watched her mommy’s face as she slid all eight, big, hard inches down her throat in one motion. If not for the mouthful of cock, she would have giggled at how big mommy’s eyes got. The 6-year-old pumped the cock in and out of her mouth, feeling her uncle take her reins and guide her. “That’s my little Katie,” said her uncle. “What a cocksucker you are. You are better than your mommy. Suck my hard cock all the way down your beautiful throat. That’s my little pony girl.” With the reins he lightly slapped her bare back. Her angelic face, with her lips spread wide around his cock, was an incredible turn on to the pedophile uncle. She slid the cock out of her mouth and whinnied, then took it all in again. His cock was all the harder because of the sounds coming from next to him. Linda was whining and moaning into the gag as she watched her little baby devouring a grown man’s cock. Katie’s pleasure and eagerness were obvious as she sucked the big cock. And she needed no hands this time. As she felt her uncle tense, she looked up at him. Though she had a mouthful of cock, she smiled with her eyes at her big strong uncle. She was ready for his cum as it pumped down her throat, her face held tight to his crotch by her reins. She swallowed every bit of it.

As she pulled back, Mike said to her, “Now, you need to make up with your mommy. She’s very jealous of your talented mouth. You show her your mouth is good for her, too. Lick her pussy and make her cum.” Those words set Linda off in another bout of whining and moaning. “Don’t worry, Linda. This time I won’t spank you for your orgasm.”

“Mmmmmmm,” whined Linda. She was helpless to do anything but watch as the little pony stuck her tongue up her mommy’s cunt and started licking. Again and again her baby’s tongue spread the captive secretary’s pussy lips and found her clit. Linda felt an orgasm approaching quickly, mercifully quickly. Hands reached around her from behind, big strong hands that grabbed the little pony’s reins and drew the pony in tight to her aching pussy. Mike slapped the reins across Katie’s back and she whinnied again. Then he heard Linda sigh and start up with, “Unh, unh, unh, Oooooo.” He let go of the little pony’s reins and she backed away from her mommy. “There, there, mommy,” she said. “Isn’t that better now?”

Linda was guided down to her knees and the gag removed from her mouth. She faced a procession of cunts and cocks as the Bradys lined up to let her service them. Mike took his little pony aside and undid the strap that covered her pussy. Carefully, gently, he thanked his little pony by bringing her to a wonderful orgasm. Her cute little body wriggled and writhed as he teased her pussy. Each time he pinched a nipple, she whinnied, and he licked harder when she did. Mercifully, Linda had a constant faceful of something, so couldn’t see her baby being seduced by her uncle.

For her last act, Linda had her legs unchained so she could walk. It had long since gotten dark outside, and to her horror she was led outside on the Brady’s front lawn. Naked and tied, with her tits thrust out, anyone who happened by might see her. They were sheltered by bushes from clear view, but if someone walked by, she would be caught. And as her boss pushed her to her knees and presented his cock, she realized she’d be caught with a cock in her mouth. “See if you can do as well as your little girl,” said her boss. She tried, but gagged at about 5-inches. She had to pull out and go in again. She pumped her head up and down, eventually getting the entire cock and sucking it dry. Only after she’d finished did she realize that she’d practically been dared by her 6-year-old again and she’d taken the dare.

Mike led the defeated woman back inside. The girls and Carol had all gone upstairs, leaving Katie with the boys. Linda cried out when she saw the boys’ version of my little pony. The little girl had her ass up in the air and Peter’s cock was well inside her asshole. Katie was bucking and whinnying as Bobby and Greg yelled, “Ride ‘em, cowboy.”

Mike was equally shocked. This was not part of the evening’s plans. “Stop that right now,” he yelled.

Katie stopped and looked up with a pout, “But, Uncle Mike, Greg hasn’t had a turn yet,” she said. What could he say to that? His cock sprang to attention and while he watched Greg play my little pony with Katie, he played my big pony with her horrified mother.

When they were finally finished, Mike dressed Katie as he had the last time, but kept her panties. “You can go home without panties, just like your mommy,” he said. Then he whispered to her. “Sometime this week, I want you to show your bare pussy to a boy your own age. Take him home and up to your bedroom and take off your clothes. Then tell me about it when you come back.” He gave her a final French kiss, raised her short dress, and patted the little pony’s bare ass. It was no longer a virgin ass.

The two adults had been procrastinating on their final two promises. Mike had thought hard about how he was going to fuck Ms. Whelan and get her to fuck Peter. He just couldn’t come up with a plan that would convince the boy’s math teacher to fuck an 11-year-old. He had nothing to hold over her head and she didn’t look like the type that would want to fuck just anybody, let alone a student. Truthfully, Mike was hoping that Peter would forget about the promise. Carol faced much the same dilemma as Mike did. She’d promised to fuck Marsha’s science teacher, Mr. Hunter. While she imagined the single man would fuck her without much coercion, she didn’t know how she was going to arrange it so Marsha could watch. So it was that Sunday morning, Mike and Carol awoke to find their six kids surrounding them, with Greg carrying the shock machine.

Marsha spoke for the group. “I want to see you fuck Mr. Hunter, mom. You promised and it’s been two weeks now. And daddy, you promised Peter he could fuck Ms. Whelan. We’re losing patience. You’ve got one more week or the next time we come, we’ll hook you up and shock you.” Greg set down the shock machine and Marsha added, “For now, we’ve all come to collect interest on your debt.” In a flash, all six kids stripped and jumped on the bed. Mike and Carol were already nude, their normal sleeping attire. The three boys all made sure their mommy gave them a good cocksucking and the three girls got a good pussy licking from their daddy. When the six kids were finished, neither Mike nor Carol had been allowed to cum. That was the penalty for their delay in fulfilling their promises. But, it was easily remedied. Carol climbed on top of her brother, sliding his cock into her sopping pussy and rode his cock until they both came.

Following their warning, Mike and Carol had to come up with plans quickly. Carol went to have a parent conference with Mr. Hunter on Monday. The science teacher normally set aside afternoons to meet with parents and luckily had no other appointments, so Carol got in to see him right away. As soon as she entered the room she had his attention. She was wearing a very short skirt and a tight top. She’d debated with herself whether to wear a bra or not, and had decided she didn’t want to look like a total tramp at her daughter’s school. And so she was wearing both bra and panties, but neither of them interfered with Mr. Hunter’s view as she strolled into his room. Though it was obvious he was trying to seem nonchalant, his eyes ran up her long legs to her ass, then to her breasts and her face. When he noticed she was watching him carefully, he nervously shuffled the papers on his desk and asked Carol to please sit down. When she did, it was with some effort that he kept his eyes on her face as she crossed her legs. The eight grader’s mother had the answer to her first question - he was interested.

Her plan was to get a date with the single teacher and let that lead to sex. Marsha had agreed that hiding in the closet while her mom fucked Mr. Hunter would be good enough, so all Carol had to do was get Mr. Hunter in bed. “Well, Mrs. Brady,” started the nervous science teacher. “I’ve got both Greg and Marsha in different science classes. I was aware that Greg was your son, but not about Marsha…”

“Actually, Mr. Hunter,” said Carol. “I’m her aunt. My brother, Marsha’s dad, and I both recently lost our spouses and to save living expenses, we share a house. So, I’m a surrogate mom to Marsha. I hope it’s OK that I come talk to you about Marsha.”

“Certainly,” said Mr. Hunter. “Please call me Jim. I’m glad that you’ve come by. I don’t seem to have a problem with Greg, but Marsha has been doing C work and I just think that’s below her potential. In fact, in the last two weeks, her work has slipped even lower.”

This meeting had just been a ruse, but Carol was genuinely concerned about her daughter’s performance. “Have you changed topics?” she asked.

“We changed from geology to astronomy about four weeks ago. She was doing well for awhile and then just dropped off. Is there anything wrong at home?”

Duh! thought Carol. We made a promise two weeks ago! Had that changed Marsha’s attitude toward her science teacher and science? Perhaps now she saw her science teacher as a sex object instead of a teacher. Carol hadn’t thought that these events would effect Marsha’s grades. But she quickly answered, “No, Jim, nothing besides the normal teenage problems.”

“Perhaps you could get more involved in her activities,” suggested Jim. “You know, help her out somehow.”

Carol wasn’t sure, but she thought his glance toward her legs, followed by a leisurely gaze up her body, was indicating a way she could ‘get more involved’. This might be easier than getting a date with the hunk. “She just seems distant right now. I’d really like to get closer with her, if I’m going to be her surrogate mother. I’d be willing to do just about anything to help her out, but I’m not very good at science.” She uncrossed and recrossed her legs, then tugged the bottom of her tight shirt, making it even tighter across her tits. His waist was hidden behind the desk so she couldn’t see if he was getting hard, but she would have bet anything he was.

Jim thought he saw the signs he was looking for. His eyes ran over the curves of the sexy ‘mother’. She had beautiful long legs and a nice figure. Her blond hair nicely framed her blue eyes and her lovely red lips. As her legs crossed, he’d caught a glimpse of her panties. It wasn’t often that a mother came to a conference with a skirt that short. “A mother doesn’t always have to be good at science to make a difference in her daughter’s grades,” said Jim, wondering where this woman’s true talent lay. He felt like the two were dancing, gradually closing on a common goal, but he had to be careful.

Things were going quickly and Carol decided to make a move that couldn’t be misunderstood, yet could be ignored by an ethical teacher. She uncrossed her legs and left them slightly spread, then leaned forward and put her hand on Jim’s arm. “Do you have a suggestion on how I can help her get a better grade?” she asked sweetly.

“Now that you put it that way,” said the science teacher. He got up from behind his desk and Carol immediately saw the bulge in his pants. He walked around the desk and sat next to her, a chair normally reserved for the other parent if both came to the conference. He put his hand on her knee and said, “A beautiful woman like you can certainly charm a man into giving her daughter a better grade.”

Briefly Carol thought about being coy, just to tease him, but she didn’t want to scare him off now that she had him hooked. Her legs spread slightly more and she put her hand on his thigh. Then she said, “I’d imagine a single, sex starved woman like me can do more than charm her daughter to a better grade.” She felt his hand slide further up her leg, caressing her thigh, gradually asking for more and more. When his hand reached her panties, she said, “But not here. Not at school.”

“Of course not,” said Jim. “I have no other appointments this afternoon. Will you follow me home and we can continue discussing your daughter’s grades?”

Wow, he’s fast, she thought. She hadn’t set up the arrangements for Marsha, so she said, “Oh, I’ve got another appointment myself this afternoon. How about tomorrow afternoon at my place. I’ll make sure we have the house all to ourselves and I guarantee my daughter’s grades will improve after our discussion.”

Mr. Hunter did not appear at all disappointed at the day’s delay. “I think that would be an excellent time for our discussion.” He stroked the crotch of her panties and said, “Keep this warm for me.”

She responded by kissing her fingers and pressing them to his lips. The bulge in his cock was throbbing and she wondered how often a middle school teacher got to fuck one of his students’ mothers.

Tuesday afternoon, Carol made sure that everyone knew what was going to happen and that everyone except her and Marsha was gone. “And don’t come back until after 5 o’clock,” she warned each of them. That would give her an hour and a half, just in case she wanted to spend more time than just a quick fuck. She set Marsha up with a chair in the closet and slid the door nearly shut. Sitting quietly, Marsha could see the entire bed. She had no doubt she would get just what had been promised. She was wearing just a bikini bathing suit. It covered her, yet gave her easy access to her own body and she planned on masturbating while she watched her mother get fucked.

Right on time, Carol heard a knock on the door. She was wearing the same clothes she had on yesterday, minus the bra. Just before she opened the door, she rubbed her tits to make sure her nipples were hard. Then she pulled the door open. It made her feel sexy when the science teacher simply ran his eyes up and down her body, feasting his eyes on her. She did the same to him, watching his pants expand as he admired her.

As he stepped into the entry, he said, “So, are we alone?” He’d already noticed only one car in the driveway, hers he assumed.

“Yes, Mr. Hunter, er, Jim,” said Carol, making the slip on purpose. “Can I take your jacket or your pants, perhaps?” she teased.

Like her, he figured they’d done all the preliminaries the day before. They both knew what this discussion would entail. “You have a lovely body, Carol,” he said, meaning every word of it. “I think you’re definitely in a position to improve Marsha’s grade.” He put his arms around Marsha’s mom and pulled her into a kiss. When Carol responded with enthusiasm, his hands slid down to cup her ass and he felt her hands do the same.

Jim felt he had the upper hand in their impending dalliance. She was offering and he was taking. He led her into the family room and said, “Now, if you really are serious about helping Marsha, show me your tits.”

“Oooo,” said Carol. “I just love a take charge kind of guy.” She pulled her top up and over her head quickly, making her small tits bounce. She kept her hands above her head, stretching to show off her tits. “Here they are,” she cooed. His strong arms closed around her naked back, feeling the heat of her body. He pulled her to him and sucked her right nipple, sucking most of her tit into his mouth. Then, he lavished attention on the smooth skin with his tongue, swirling it around her nipple and teasing it erect. He did the same to her left tit, then licked his way down to her navel.

“Now, the rest,” said Jim.

“You have to catch me,” said Carol and she ran out of the room, heading for the stairs. Caught by surprise, Jim lost a few steps. She was halfway up the stairs before he started up them. As he reached the top of the stairs, he saw her run down the hallway and duck into a bedroom. The sexy tease was trapped and he ran to the doorway. As he walked in, she slipped that incredibly short shirt down her long legs. “These, too?” she teased, pulling at her panties. Without waiting for an answer, she slid them down to show off her neatly trimmed bush.

Jim started to take off his shirt. Carol motioned to him and said, “Come over here, stud. Let me do that.” She wanted him in full view of Marsha when she stripped him.

Inside the closet, Marsha had watched her mom take off her skirt and panties, then bring Mr. Hunter into view. She held her hand over her mouth, stifling any sound as her mom peeled off her hunky science teacher’s shirt. Her mom carefully removed her teacher’s shoes and socks. Then, while kneeling in front of him, she pulled down his zipper and undid his belt. God, she was really going to get to see her science teacher naked. Then she’d get to see him fuck mom. When his pants slid down and he stepped out of them, Marsha was amazed at the size of the bulge in his crotch. What was mom getting into? she wondered.

Carol was amazed, but pleasantly so as she pulled down the man’s underwear and a 10-inch cock popped out. “Oooo,” she said, “that’s going to feel good, isn’t it?” She ran her tongue up the cock knowing she’d positioned herself and the teacher in a profile view so that Marsha could see it all. There was something especially thrilling about fucking this man for an audience, even though it was an audience of one. There was something thrilling even about the fact that she was practically getting paid to put on the show. She was earning her daughter an A in science class, so she had to be good.

Marsha slipped her hand into her bikini bottoms, stroking her slit as she watched her mom lick her teacher’s cock. Her other hand went under her bikini top, gently caressing her nipples. She breathed heavily, an almost audible sigh. Shocked at the sound, more noticeable in the cramped closet, she removed her bikini top entirely and shoved it into her mouth and bit down on it. It would be disaster if Mr. Hunter heard her now.

Her mom led the horny teacher over to the bed and made him lie down on his back. Marsha was enthralled by the sight of Carol kissing and licking the hard chest of the sexy man, and she heard him say, “That feels good, honey. Keep it up.” He used his hands to guide her lower and as she reached his cock, he released her. With her hand still rubbing her pussy, the teenager was getting horny as his hands went to her mom’s back and ass. She was wishing his hands were on her. Topless, she rubbed her tits furiously, as his hands went to her mom’s tits.

Marsha wondered if her mom was having trouble or just teasing her huge teacher as she noticed several inches of his long cock were still visible while his cock was being sucked. Her mom would get to within 2 inches of swallowing the entire cock and then pull back. No wonder, she thought to herself, since she was always sucking daddy’s cock, those last two inches must be more than she’s used to. She’d watched her mom suck her daddy, Greg, Peter, and Bobby, but there was something different about watching her suck a different man. Something forbidden about it and about watching it. She rubbed her pussy harder just thinking that she was making her mom suck and fuck this man. This whole sex show was just for her.

The couple switched positions, with Carol straddling the big cock facing away from the teacher and facing straight toward Marsha. She lowered herself down on the cock, guiding it carefully to the entrance to her hot, wet pussy. As soon as it was a couple of inches in, Carol looked at the opening in the closet door and sank the cock deeper. She licked her lips and rolled her eyes, sending the silent message that the big cock had tasted good. The expression on her face as she fucked herself on the cock told Marsha that the cock also felt good in her pussy. Marsha rubbed her clit harder and felt an orgasm wash over her. Fuck him, mom, she said to herself. Fuck him for me.

And fuck him she did. Once the cock was inside her, Carol nearly forgot about the audience and started riding the big cock hard. She took the entire cock into her pussy, feeling herself stretch wide as the massive member spread her and sank deeper than any other cock had ever been in her. “Oh, fuck me, Jim,” she moaned. “Fuck me for my daughter’s grade. Take me and use me. Fuck me with that big hard cock. Oh, Marsha, he’s fucking me for you.”

Marsha heard her teacher join in, “Fuck me, Carol. Fuck yourself on my cock. Fuck me for your little girl.” The teenager could see her teacher’s hands on her mom’s hips, pulling her up and down. Bouncing on the huge cock made Carol’s tits bounce up and down and Marsha had her second orgasm watching her mom fuck with wild abandon. By now her bikini bottoms were down around her knees and her juices were soaking the chair. She slipped them all the way off and sat there nude watching her mom and teacher get it on.

Carol’s hand moved to her pussy and she started stroking her clit, bringing herself toward the edge. “Fuck me, bitch,” shouted the teacher. “Fuck me for Marsha. Fuck me hard. Ride my cock, bitch.” He took a deep breath, then shouted, “Fuck, here it comes, bitch. Hold on tight, I’m going to blow.” If anything, Carol increased her pace as the huge cock got ready to unload. Jim moaned as he shot his huge load inside the hungry cunt. He’d never been fucked with such enthusiasm before. The mother had been fantastic and he had to get more of that. As he pumped his load, he felt her pussy tighten as she started to cum. Her hand was a blur in her pussy and Marsha had her third orgasm, watching her mom enjoy the huge cock so much.

Carol was exhausted as she rose up off the cock and laid down next to the big hunk. She continued to kiss him and stroke his chest. He was such a good fuck, she hardly wanted to let him go. The teacher thought he was going to get another round as the sexy woman toyed with his nipples, stroked his chest, and occasionally ran her hands down to his cock and balls. He started to get hard again after about fifteen minutes of that. When Carol saw that, she slid off the bed. They didn’t have time for another round even though she might have wanted one.

“That’s enough for today,” she said. “I’ve earned my daughter an A now.” She meant to continue and say that they could do this again just for fun, but she was cut off.

“No,” said the teacher. He was trying to blackmail a little more out of her, not knowing he could have had more anytime he wanted. “I’ll give her a C for that, to make up for the points she’s lost over the last two weeks. If Marsha wants more than that, she’s going to have to earn it herself.”

Of course, the teacher meant she had to do her homework, study, and do better at tests. But, that’s not how Marsha took it. She slid open the closet door and said, “Then I’ll earn an A right now, Mr. Hunter.”

“Marsha!” exclaimed her mom.

Mr. Hunter took one look at the nude 13-year-old and said, “Oh, fuck.” Had she seen everything? What was going on here? Though he thought the teenagers in his class were cute, he had no intention of screwing one. That would lose him his job.

But, before he could react, Marsha had his cock in her hand and grabbed his balls. When he tried to get up, she just pulled him back down by the balls. Both Carol and Jim watched in amazement as the teenager opened wide and slid all 10 inches of the cock down her throat in own motion. “Gulp, mmmmphf,” was all they heard as Marsha showed them what she had learned.

Carol might have stopped her daughter, but by now it was too late. And besides, this might come in handy, she thought. He was clearly shocked, but was no longer trying to stop her as his cock had disappeared down her throat. Quite the contrary now. The teacher had never had a feeling like having his cock all the way down a 13-year-old’s throat. It felt like warm butter wrapped tightly around his cock. Her young mouth spread wide to fit his thick cock was a huge turn on. And he swore he could see her throat expand as his cock went to depths it had never been before. There was no way he could possible have given up this feeling, so he simply let it happen. Marsha looked at her teacher over his hard chest and saw him looking back, the amazement and pleasure showing in his eyes. This is A material, she thought to herself.

This is better than A material, Carol was thinking. No longer part of the teacher’s attention, she slipped out of the room and returned with the VCR camera. She turned it on and casually set it on the chest of drawers where it filmed the remainder of the event. As of now, she didn’t know what the tape would be good for, but she’d think of something. Maybe just some more fuck sessions, but with her in charge. She’d make the horny son of a bitch lick her pussy. Mr. Hunter may have missed the setup of the video camera, but Marsha didn’t. She just winked at her mom.

Mr. Hunter had just been starting to get aroused when Marsha had appeared, so she had to suck for several patient minutes until he was ready to cum again. When she knew he was almost there, she pulled off his cock and asked, “Do I get an A now, Mr. Hunter?”

“Fuck, yes, Marsha, just finish it,” he said desperately. If she’d have asked to shoot him dead, he would have agreed.

“In my mouth or in my cunt?” she asked.

“In that fucking cute mouth of yours, Marsha honey. Suck me all the way down. Suck me dry.” The little tease sank the cock all the way down her throat again, then bobbed up and down a few more times until she felt him start to shoot his hot, sticky cum down her throat. She swallowed every drop of it and licked her lips as she cleaned off his cock. Then the little vixen stood and walked straight toward the camera, showing off every inch of her body and making sure her face was clearly on tape.

The unsuspecting teacher lay with his eyes closed, breathing heavily at the incredible orgasm he’d just had in the talented little girl’s mouth. Marsha took that opportunity to slide the small camera into a drawer. She put her hands on the top of the chest and bent over at the waist. Looking back over her shoulder, she wiggled her ass and said, “It that all you can take, Mr. Hunter?”

The teacher looked at the beautiful young form, the wonderful ass, the pussy squeezed between those creamy thighs, and her small tits hanging down. He’d done something he never thought he’d do and he’d never forget this hot babe, but he couldn’t do this again. “No, I mean, yes, I mean, no, I won’t touch you again, Marsha. I can’t do it or I’ll lose my job.”

She wiggled her ass again, “You sure, Mr. Big and Horny? Ever had your cock up a 13-year-old’s pussy? Or my tight ass?” She turned and opened her mouth wide, then said, “Do you really think my mouth is cute, Mr. Suck Me Dry? Did you enjoy fucking my mom while I watched, Mr. Fuck Me For Your Little Girl?”

But, Mr. Hunter had regained his composure and his resolve. In the room with two beautiful naked women, he got up and pulled on his underwear. “Yes, I’m sure, Marsha. I’m sure I’ve had enough and I’m sure I won’t be coming back.” He continued to dress, pulling up his pants. “Yes, I think you’re fucking mouth is cute and your deep throat act is amazing. Yes, I enjoyed fucking your mom and would have done it again, but I won’t now.” He finished dressing and left the bedroom.

“Oh, well,” said Carol to Marsha. “I’ll get him back here. He just doesn’t know it yet.”

“And, me, too?” asked Marsha.

Carol just shook her head in amazement. Then she mimicked the departed teacher, “Yes, Marsha, I think your fucking mouth is cute.” She giggled. “Oh, yes, I imagine you’ll get him back. Now, you’ve got something to teach me, I see,” she said, referring to her lack of cocksucking skills.

The poor teacher got an idea that this wasn’t over when he heard the doorbell ring later that evening. On the doorstep was just a VCR tape. When he played it, he pulled out his cock and started stroking it. It was probably the best sex scene he’d ever seen on tape. The fact that he was the male lead only meant he’d be hearing from the producers sometime soon.

During the week, Mike thought about how to make his promise come true. He knew what he had promised was unrealistic and how he planned to fulfill it was illegal. Knowing that, he thought he could probably talk Peter out of his commitment. But, part of him knew that his kids were pushing him to live out a fantasy of his. So, despite the risks, he went ahead with what he saw as being his rape fantasy and perhaps Peter’s rape fantasy as well.

On Tuesday he managed to secure a friend’s hunting cabin for the weekend. It was a remote cabin that Mike had very little use for since he wasn’t a hunter. But this weekend he planned to entertain an entirely different prey at this lair. It was the only way he could think of that would complete the only remaining promise that he owed to the kids.

Peter had no idea of the plan and Mike wanted to keep it that way. This was bad enough that he wanted the entire burden of guilt to rest on his shoulders and he wanted no chance of a leak to his intended victim. He took Thursday and Friday off from work without telling anyone. Those two days he spent a fraction of the time collecting what he needed for the rape of Ms. Whelan. The rest of the time he spent watching her routine, looking for a chance to take her. That chance, it appeared, would be when she got back to her apartment at 4:30, her daily routine. There was little other opportunity to ambush the unsuspecting woman, so he chose the privacy of her apartment.

On Thursday, Marsha paid Mr. Hunter a noontime visit. He’d been ignoring her in class since Tuesday afternoon and now it was with considerable concern that he watched her approach his desk. The little sex kitten leaned across his desk and pulled the front of her blouse away from her chest. It wasn’t much, but it was enough for the teacher to see her braless tits. “Pull out your cock, Mr. Suck Me Dry,” said Marsha, her no nonsense voice convincing her teacher that she meant business.

Marsha heard the sound of a zipper and watched the poor man fish around in his crotch for a few moments and then sit waiting for the next command. “Jerk that fucking 10-inch cock off, right now, Mr. Hot and Horny. Look into my eyes and look at my nice tits and jerk yourself off.”

Her teacher looked nervously at the door and said, “Marsha, can’t we do this later. Like at your house.”

“It wouldn’t be as fun,” said Marsha. “Jerk off now, or … else.” She smiled as she saw his arm start to pump. She kept her blouse pulled down and said, “Tell me about my tits, Mr. Hunter. What do you think about them?”

Trying to keep his composure despite the embarrassing situation his student was putting him through, Mr. Hunter said, “You’re breasts are well formed, Marsha. They are approximately the right size for a girl your age.”

“Cut the shit, Mr. Fuck Me For Your Little Girl,” hissed Marsha. “Tell me they’re the best thing you’ve ever seen or ….else.”

His arm continued to move and he realized that she’d only leave once he’d cum for her. He picked up the pace, but looked nervously at the door again. “You’ve got a pair of the best tits in class, you horny bitch,” he said. “I’d like to suck them so bad.” He meant every word of it. Then, just for spite, he said, “Only Falana and Kelly have better looking tits.”

“I can let you see their tits,” said Marsha. “I can make you lick their hot pussies. Would you like that?”

The hapless teacher realized he was outmatched and regretted his words. “No, Marsha, I have eyes only for your beautiful teenage tits,” he said honestly. He didn’t want to get involved with more of his students.

A younger girl stopped outside the classroom door and Mr. Hunter’s hand stopped stroking his cock. “Keep it up,” said Marsha. She waved at the girl. Then to Mr. Hunter, “Keep playing with yourself even if she comes in.”

His arm started pumping again, even though the younger girl walked in. As she came in, she shut the door. He guessed she was a sixth grader and wondered why she would choose today to come into his eighth grade science class room. His eyes pleaded with Marsha. He wanted to stop so badly.

“Hi, Marsha,” said Jan as she walked in. She wondered why her older sister had asked her to come by at lunchtime.

“Hi, Jan,” said Marsha. “You’re just in time.” He pointed at Mr. Hunter. “What do you think he’s doing?”

Mr. Hunter froze at the question, but Jan had seen his arm moving. “Marsha, are you making him, you know, play with himself?” asked Jan.

Marsha nodded and said, “He needs a little help, Jan. He’s a little nervous for his first time.” She looked at her teacher and saw him start stroking again. “By the way, Mr. Suck Me Dry, this is my sister, Jan. She’s only eleven.” His defeated look was amusing to her. To Jan, she said, “He can see my tits, Jan. Let him see yours.”

Jan leaned forward on the desk like her sister. She pulled open the top of her T-shirt and Mr. Hunter looked in at more forbidden fruit. His hand picked up speed as he looked at the budding tits on the sixth grader. “What do you really want, Marsha?” asked her teacher.

“I want your ass over and over again,” said Marsha. “I want you to do whatever I tell you to do. I want to look at you and have you beg for an order. You are going to jail if you don’t.” She watched his arm stroking slowly. “Are you going to cum yet?” she asked. “Jan is every bit as good a cocksucker as me and I’ll have her under your desk in 10 seconds if you want.”

“I’m doing fine,” said the teacher. He looked at the two pairs of tits that were his to admire and picked up the pace of his masturbation.

Marsha stepped behind her sister, taking her own tits from view. Jan stood stoically as her big sister reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties. Mr. Hunter stared in disbelief as the younger girl’s panties were tossed on his desk. He couldn’t tell quite what was happening now, but Jan started to breathe deeply and her hips started to move. Though he couldn’t see, he knew the sixth grader was being masturbated by her older sister. Marsha nibbled at her sister’s neck and whispered in her ear. “What do you think about this, Mr. Hunter,” said Jan. “My sister is fucking me right now. Wouldn’t you like to fuck me instead?”

The horny teacher could only stroke his cock and watch the little girl’s face flush as she got excited. “Stroke your cock,” said Marsha. “Look at her little tits. Watch me fuck my sister.” She stopped momentarily and in a matter of seconds tossed her own panties on the desk. “Are you getting horny, Mr. Hunter? Want to watch my sister lick my tight pussy?” She walked around the desk and raised her skirt, flaunting her young cunt to her teacher.

Mr. Hunter, despite the huge turn on, was having difficulty. The pressure to perform was tremendous and he realized he might never cum for the horny bitch. What might she do then? In desperation, he said, “Get under the desk and suck my cock, if you want me to cum.”

Instead, Marsha looked at Jan and said, “Do it, slave bitch.” Jan scrambled around the desk and Mr. Hunter watched helplessly as the little girl crawled under the desk and between his legs. He couldn’t see what happened next, but the sound and the feeling told him that the sixth grader had his entire cock in her mouth and down her throat. When his eyes opened wide, Marsha said, “She’s good, isn’t she?”

Mr. Hunter nodded. His whole world was changing and he knew he’d be at their mercy forever. The feeling was too good to turn down and Marsha’s hold on him was too great to ignore. “Show me your tits again, Marsha, please?” he asked. The 13-year-old bent over his desk again and showed him what he had asked for. The talented mouth on his cock brought him to an orgasm and he shot his wad down the sixth grader’s throat. “Thank you,” said Mr. Come And Get Me Whenever You Want.

But it wasn’t quite over with yet. The 11-year-old crawled out from under the desk and went to the other side. He couldn’t see a thing, but Marsha suddenly started to pant. “Oh, yeah,” she said. “Little fucking slave sister. Lick my pussy. Suck his cock. Do it to me.” Her eyes never left her entranced teacher as he watched her cum right in front of him. “Oh, yeah. That’s it, Jan. Lick my cunt. I’m … I’m… cummmmmmming.” Then she looked at her teacher and said, “You left Tuesday without letting me cum. That’s a bad boy.”

Then to her sister, she said, “Finish it off.” Mr. Hunter watched as Jan laid down on his desk and raised her skirt. He looked at the totally bald pussy of the pre-pubescent, a sight he’d never seen before. The little girl’s hand went to her pussy and started rubbing. He wanted to stop her. He wanted to make sure the door was locked. He wanted to leave. Instead he sat there and watched her for the thirty seconds it took her to finish herself. “Fuck me. Watch me. Make me,” she whined. “Oh, Mr. Fucking Hunter. Fucking watch me cum.” She spasmed on his desk and moaned as her orgasm swept over her.

As she got up, Mr. Hunter noticed a wet spot on his desk. Marsha looked at him looking at the wet spot. “Lick it up, Mr. Hunter. Taste my little sister.” He bent forward and cleaned his desktop with his tongue.