Co-Operative Cathy

                                           Chapter Four

 

 

Although Cathy’s virgin suck had drained Karim Kaspar, the sight of the pretty, slender girl being skewered by Dean Fernandez’ massive cock had brought the unprincipled professor back to a state of throbbing erection.  But his target for his next release was not the girl’s well-fucked quim.  After being expanded by the Dean’s oversized organ she would be too loose for maximum pleasure.  But there was another orifice that was likely still virginal but, even if it wasn’t, it would be virgin-tight.

 

The air felt cool to the girl when her assailant finally uncunted and rolled off her limp body.  And then, before her drug-dulled mind comprehended what was happening, she was being moved, rolled over onto her belly, her middle section lifted so that she was on her hands and knees.  Actually, she was on her shoulders and knees and her head was between Dean Fernandez thick, hairy legs.

 

Kaz 
knelt behind the girl and nosed his hardened cockhead snugly up between Cathy's clenched and warm bottom cheeks.  He let it rest there for a moment, feeling the warmth of Cathy's asscheeks compressed against the sides of his cockhead, conscious of the gooey slickness from the gism and other juices that had gushed from her cunt and flowed into her ass crack after Dean Fernandez withdrew his cunt-plugging cock.  

Although the girl had no idea what else was in store for her she instinctively compressed her asscheeks causing them to tighten against the hardened intruder, and sending little tingles of sensation up Karim’s spine.  He was going to enjoy teaching this girl what buggery was all about.  He felt her move as Dean Fernandez took her head in his hands and drew her face close to his limply drooping cock.  Trying to move away from the man at her head caused her to push her firmly rounded buttocks back at the man behind her, as he let his cockhead find the bulls-eye of her tight anus.   Cathy mumbled a small, unladylike grunt and tried to move away as he shifted his weight forward and started pressing his rock hard cockhead in to her small virgin opening.  

The tight anal ring finally expanded and Kaz pushed his hard member forward, feeling her anal ring gripping his dickhead an undersized glove.  He pushed a little further, feeding more of his cock past her anal ring, exhaling with the warmth and tightness of her bottom's grip on his pleasure pole. The sensation was too much for him.  He had wanted to proceed slowly, to make this submissive little Co-ed feel him master her inch by agonizing inch, but the tightness of her bottom, and his excitement at having her completely at the mercy of his lusts proved to be too much.

With a resolute thrust Professor Kaspar impaled Cathy on his swelling manhood, and at once he pressed his cock to the hilt.  He heard Cathy's muffled whinny, watched as her head shook back and forth rapidly in Dean Fernandez’ grip, her hips dancing wildly in an effort to dislodge this rude intruder.  

Cathy closed her eyes to shut out the sight of the Dean’s hairy groin and she whined at the discomfort of what was being done to her from behind.  She did not understand at first what Professor Kaspar was going to do.  She’d expected that he was going to follow the Dean’s lead and put his penis inside her now well-stretched vagina and when he began to enter her nether portal she did not realize what was happening.

Kaz stroked the girl’s bulbous buttocks as he asked softly, “Does that feel rather big in there Cathy?"  He spread the firm hemispheres so he could penetrate further as he added, "I think it must...I've wanted to do this to you for a long time Cathy, to teach you how you should please your professors.” He pulled back a little and bound forward hard, impaling Cathy once again with the full measure of his hard cock.  "God, you have a lovely tight little bottom Cathy," and he kept up the prattle as he rocked his hips back and forth, letting a little of his cock withdraw from her, the sending it hard back up her backside. 

The girl was mortified when she realized what was being done to her.  She whimpered in shame as she heard her professor continue, "I'm sure I’m not the first man who has wanted to fuck your lovely ass…watching your ass cheeks straining against the fabric in those tight little skirts you like to wear."

The professor pulled back all the way, leaving just the head of his cock in the Coed’s upthrust bottom, then started to rhythmically sodomize her, first an inch, then back out, then two inches, then back out....till he had once more fed her all seven inches.

"Ever let your boyfriend fuck your bottom like this Cathy,” and when she uttered a sobbing denial, he teased her "I bet he wanted to… just like he wanted to fuck your cunt and have you suck his cock."

Miro heard the professor’s obscene words and his cock swelled and got even harder at the thought of doing to the faithless slut what these men were doing.

Cathy’s head lowered in shame and then jerked back up again when her cheek felt the hot hardness of the Dean’s resurrected erection against her cheek.  Tears splattered down onto the man’s hairy groin as she realized how she was being forced to betray her boyfriend.

The professor rode the young Co-ed’s bottom for 15 minutes, pausing from time to time in order to prolong the delightful sensation.  He enjoyed the little sounds Cathy made each time he would let his cock ride her to full measure, her small white shoulders bunching up as she strained to prevent being forced closer to the naked man who was right below her face.  But there was no escape for Cathy, her bottom fully stuffed with hard cock, her legs writhing, her ass trying to twist away and all the moving just increasing her professor’s enjoyment. 

Dean Fernandez felt the blood rushing back into his stout prick and, even though the girl’s inexperienced twat had milked him with involuntary orgasmic squeezes the sight of the young beauty being ass-fucked right in front of him was renewing his desire.  He pushed her head up so he could see her pretty face and, although she kept her eyes closed, the sight of the red rosebud of her full-lipped mouth brought him back to full erection.

This was one of the best yet, the professor thought as he took hold of his student’s fleshy hips and very, very slowly pistoned his cock in and out of her stretched anus.

The Dean slid his hand along the girl’s naked belly to her lightly furred pussy and cupped the cum-slick softness.  The four fingers of hid hand slid easily into the hot portal that his thick cock had so thoroughly expanded and his thumb rested on her little clitoral bud.  Through the thin membrane separating her vagina from her rectum he could feel the professor’s cock sliding in and out as he massaged the helpless girl’s cum-trigger.

Professor Kaspar was not the only one watching as the submissive girl’s tight little bottom took all of his cock, then pulled back out, till just the head was held by her anal ring and then slowly slid back in to the kneeling, young woman.  Miro could not tear his eyes away from the salacious scene and, despite his mental anguish; his cock was perhaps the hardest it had ever been.  He could barely keep from jerking off while he watched.

"You'll be getting plenty of this in the future Cathy.  I bet that young man will find out and then there’ll be no stopping him.  He’s going to want your ass so he won’t knock you up,” Kaz added cruelly.  "I wanted you since the first day I saw you in class, you little slut…teasing all the boys in that short little skirt,” and he continued to berate her as she was made to endure the full seven inches of his hardened  cock up her tight little bottom.  He greatly enjoyed having the firm bottomed girl here, ass up, for a prolonged anal probing.  

Cathy was squirming, variously squeezing her anal ring or pushing her shapely young backside out hard in an attempt to dislodge the source of her rather too full feeling.  The sensation was heavenly to her professor, his cock held tight all around, her movements sending wonderful little electrical jolts of pleasure up and down the entire length of his cock, and making his balls tighten in their sack.  It was especially gratifying to hear the soft deep, urgent "uuunnggggg” and “ooohhhh" escaping from her pouted lips when ever he pushed hard and full up into her stretched bottom.

"Oh god your ass is tight ...ahhh ... ahhhh, your ass, Cathy,” he panted out as he stared to more vigorously sodomize her parted bottom. "Right up your pretty little bum Cathy.... get ready, ...hhmmmm.....oh Jesus.....I’m going to shoot my jism right up your  tight little bottom hole, baby." 

Kaz grasped the girl’s hips and pulled her back as the paralyzing sensations of orgasm engulfed him.  He could feel Cathy's bottom contracting as his tightly enclosed cock jumped and ejaculated and each time another small spurt of sperm was expelled, the narrow tube contracted again causing even more wonderful sensations to his now expanded cockhead and causing even more violent eruptions to be spouted up her ass.

Dean Fernandez had waited patiently while the professor took his pleasure from the Coed’s lovely ass.  He wanted her full attention when she fulfilled his next desire, the lust to have her pretty, red lips stretched around his cock and to watch her cock-filled face as he pumped his next load of sperm into her gullet.

 

Cathy felt numb…at least, her mind was numb.  Her body was a maelstrom of new and different sensations, her pussy sore but tingling from being reamed by Dean Fernandez’ mammoth tool and her bum still stuffed with Professor Kaspar’s hardness.  Oh God!  She was depraved.  She ought to feel sick but instead she wanted only to please her teachers.

 

The girl’s submissive reaction did not surprise the Dean of Psychology.  Professor Kaspar had told him enough about this girl that he expected her to be as cooperative as she’d been, her servility exacerbated by the drug she’d been given.  But Miro was unaware of any of this.  The young man believed that he was seeing a loose-limbed slut behaving whorishly but willingly with her teachers in order that she could get better grades.  To him she was now just a prostitute, a whore.

 

Cathy’s eyes were open now and she looked at the thick cucumber that stood out from the black, curly bush at the Dean’s groin.  And she knew what he wanted.  He wanted her to do for him what she’d already done for her Professor.  It was meant to be.  She was now sure of that.

When Miguel gripped the girl’s hair with his free hand and drew her down she did not hesitate, but lowered her head between his open thighs, reaching for the fully erect pillar of his cock with her open mouth. His meat was hot and tasted of her body.  Did it matter? She opened her mouth wide as the slick, purple tip touched her lips.  Wider she stretched her lips and she uttered a soft whimper when the plum-like crown slid past her lips and into her mouth.  Her lips slid slowly down his thick tower of flesh, her tongue moving softly along the underside of his penis, its finely pebbled texture adding to the man’s pleasure and he moaned in appreciation of her talent. Karim had taught her well.

Miguel's other hand was busy in her pussy and she allowed him to set the pace and rhythm, her head bobbing in time with the Dean’s in-out fingering of her battered cunt. She was like a slave and she knew that her master knew what he wanted and a slave’s first duty is to obey. She worked her mouth up and down the Dean’s mammoth cock, her tongue feeling every lump, every vein in his meat, his organ pulsing with the beat of his heart, swelling harder, larger, as she cupped his testicles in one hand and gripped the base of his cock with the other. She could feel the pitch of his excitement increasing and she knew that he would take his full pleasure in her mouth. And now, after Professor Kaspar had shown her what it was like, she knew what to expect.  She sucked harder, letting him feel her eagerness to please as she increased the pressure on his flesh.

Fernandez’ meat was hard as stone, his thighs tense and trembling as he forced her mouth down and held her there, his organ jerking spastically while she sucked.  He felt her pussy muscles suddenly contract on his hand and her lips tightened their grip on his tool and he knew she was cumming.

For the excited Dean, the air seemed to be filled with the sensuous smells of sex. He could hear the sounds of his own breathing, and of Cathy's.  He could feel her fine blonde hair tickling his balls and inner thighs as she sucked his cock and he knew that his climax was fast approaching, and that when it came there would be nothing he could do to stop the hot flow of his fluids.  His breath was coming in short gasps, and he felt as though he had just finished running a marathon.

"Oh, Cathy!" he sobbed.  "You're fantastic!"

At the sound of his trembling voice, Cathy knew that she had brought him to the brink of a quivering orgasm.  Her loins were ablaze with climax and she sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed, coaxing the man’s seed forth. It came in a sudden flood, hot and thick and too much to swallow all at once, the first spurts overwhelming her mouth, running down her chin as she gulped desperately, downing the heavy load of his seed, sucking as the flow subsided. It was as if the earlier eruption into her womb had not occurred as great gouts of viscous cream gushed into the girl’s obediently sucking maw.  Suddenly he pulled her up and he gasped, sucking in air desperately because he had been holding his breath.

“Man, you’re good stuff,” Miguel said appreciatively.  “You’re a born cocksucker.”

While Cathy was being ass-fucked by her Professor and giving head to the Dean, Miro held his own stiff prick in his clenched fist and squeezed it lightly.  He began to jerk his hand up and down.  At first he moved ever so slightly, his hand traveling less than an inch with each stroke.  But then, as Cathy's head began to move up and down, dragging her warm soft moist lips along the entire length of the thick shank of the Dean's cock, Miro matched her strokes with those of his hand.

Actually, Miro liked jerking off.  He liked to feel his cock swelling to meet the strokes of his hand. He liked to feel the ridges and veins of his own prick as he pulled it up and down, driving himself to orgasm.  He liked it as much as when Cathy did it for him.  
Maybe more.

Now as he watched Cathy sucking voraciously at the Dean’s thick prick, he couldn't stop himself from pulling joyously at his own pecker. While he jerked off, he reached down with his left hand and cupped his scrotum, which was swinging gently to and fro.       

Miro watched Cathy playing with the Dean's heavy balls as she sucked him off.  Yes.  She must have done it lots of times he thought angrily.  
But never for him.
  The girl cupped the older man’s hairy sac in one hand and squeezed it gently, while with the other hand she stroked the base of his mammoth prick.  Miro tried to match her motions with his own hands on his own nuts and cock.

He cupped his balls, feeling both stones clearly outlined against the thin skin of his sac.  He rolled them around in his fingers while, with his other hand, he continued to pull slowly up and down on his cock.  The thick collar of skin just below the cockhead moved up and down with the motion of his jerking hand.

He took his hand away from his prick for a moment and held it to his mouth.  He allowed a trickle of drool to ooze from his lips, wetting the palm of his hand.  Then he returned his lubricated hand to his swollen cock.

As he jerked slowly up and down, he rubbed the warm saliva into the silky skin of his prick.  It felt good and warm, like the inside of Cathy's cunt would feel.  He watched her filling her mouth with another man's prick and imagined that it was her mouth on his cock instead of his hand.  With his other hand he continued rubbing his balls.

Miro watcher his girlfriend’s head move rhythmically up and down as she fucked the older man’s cock with her mouth.  One of her hands stroked his cock in unison with her sucking mouth 

Miro pulled harder and more insistently on his own pulsating prick.  He only wished that there was some way to let Cathy know that he was jerking off as he watched her and that he knew what a slut she was.  

An involuntary moan escaped Miro's lips, and he was glad that the walls of the room were more or less soundproofed He knew that he would pop his load any minute. To delay his orgasm, he paused at the top of each stroke, tightening his grip on his cock and squeezing the shank just below the swollen purple head.  Then he pressed his finger against the tight hole at the tip of his prick, as if to staunch the impending flow of hot gism.

Miro heard his girlfriend’s muffled gurgle and saw the Dean arch upwards, pushing deeper into the girl’s mouth.  He knew the man was going off…going off in Cathy’s mouth…and she was welcoming this final indignity.  At the sight of his pretty young girlfriend taking the older man’s semen into her mouth and the unmistakable sound of her swallowing his sperm, Miro could contain his orgasm no longer.  His hands moved even faster, jerking up and down on his prick until he too began to pump his load of hot juice.  It shot from his cock, hitting the glass wall and running thickly down onto the floor.  The gism shot forth in a torrent that seemed as though it would never end.

Then, as the Professor finally dismounted from the girl’s well-reamed ass and the girl lifted her head to look up meekly at the Dean, Miro felt his own orgasm coming to an end.  He continued pulling on his prick, imagining that his faithless slut of a girlfriend was sucking it and swallowing his sperm, not that of the old man she’d just sucked.  Finally the last drop of hot joy-juice had squeezed out of the tip, and his cock began to shrink.  

Cathy uttered a long, shuddering sigh and slumped down, her cheek resting against the older man’s softening organ, a pool of semen draining onto his groin from the corner of her slack-lipped mouth.

 

Afterwards the two academics were gentle and kind to the girl they had so cruelly abused.  They gave her another drink, helped her dress and by the time she left, Cathy believed that what had happened was her own idea.  But she yearned to be intimate with Miro.  She couldn’t get rid of the guilt she felt for letting her professors have her and not letting her boyfriend do the same.

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