3 comments/ 295828 views/ 64 favorites The Seduction of Ms. Brown Ch. 01 By: seth_perm I forced myself to slow my breathing and waited by Ms. Brown's desk after the rest of the class left. Unsurprisingly, I was nervous. "Something for you to look at, Miss," I said as I dropped the folder on her desk. She gave me a typically good-natured smile and opened the package. Her breath caught as she flicked through the photographs one by one. As a member of the photographic club I'd been on duty taking pictures at an evening school function. Bored, I'd wandered through the administrative area of the school, deserted at that time of night. That's where I'd heard the groaning from the headmaster's study. That's where I'd surreptitiously taken four pictures of Ms. Brown kneeling between the headmaster's legs. That's where I'd captured a perfect image of her upturned semen-covered face. And that's what she was staring at right now, wide-eyed. Abruptly she strode to the door, locked it and pulled down the blind. She turned. "What do you want, Jake?" she asked. "All I want is a kiss," I replied. And who wouldn't? She was lovely: twenty-three (just five years older than me), full-busted yet tall, long-legged and slim, sparkling green eyes and long blonde hair. She was wearing a dark blouse, dark skirt, stockings (or so I fantasised) and high-heeled shoes. As ever, she looked stunning. She licked her lips and swallowed, unconsciously smoothing her skirt over her thighs as she slowly walked back to the desk. I wasn't sure whether I imagined the subtle bump of her suspender straps pushing through her skirt. "And the pictures?" "You can have them back if you do as I say." She hesitated. At that moment, I didn't think she'd submit, that she'd slap me and walk out, but suddenly she leant her head towards me and pecked me on the mouth. It felt much drier than I had expected: her lips had always looked so moist. "Now properly," I said gruffly as I caught her by the back of her head and pulled her to me. She seemed to resist momentarily before opening her mouth and letting me push my tongue into hers. Now I'd never kissed a girl before, so I didn't really know what to expect but she seemed to be at least feigning enthusiasm, maybe thinking that she could extricate herself by pleasing me quickly. The kiss was long and intense; her tongue was nimble as she licked my teeth and rolled it around mine. I pressed myself against her: her body felt wonderfully firm yet her breasts were soft against my chest. My hands wandered down to her perfect arse which I squeezed and fondled. She tensed against me; I couldn't tell whether it was because of me touching her bottom or because of my erection pressing against her. She pushed me away. "That's enough, Jake. I've done what you asked for and more. Now give me the pictures and that'll be the end of it." Her tone was now more like the one she used when chastising unruly pupils. "Let me feel your breasts first," I ordered. "What! No. Never!" she replied indignantly and crossed her arms defensively across her magnificent bosom. "Or I could leave these pictures in the boys' cloakroom, Miss. I do have other copies you know." Her dejected face and disconsolate sigh almost made me guilty enough to relent. But then I glanced down at those big breasts, the ultimate objects of fantasy for every boy in school, and kept hopefully silent. She took a deep breath, uncrossed her arms and stepped towards me once more. "Well, come on then," she said petulantly. I was astounded. I hadn't really thought it would work. But I barely hesitated before reaching out to squeeze her breasts through the blouse. They were firm yet wonderfully soft and too big for my hands. I pinched her slightly hard nipples and lifted them up. My cock felt harder than I could ever remember it being. I couldn't help moaning, "Oh, god, they're amazing." "I'm glad you like them." I looked up at her face. She was smiling with perhaps a hint of pride although I think my appalling enthusiasm probably contributed to her amusement. "Slow down, Jake. I'm not going anywhere; you can feel them for as long as you'd like." My surprise at her change of approach must have been obvious from my expression. "In fact," she added as she positively pushed her chest against my hands, "we can have a little arrangement and make it a more regular occurrence. As long as, of course, you give me all the pictures and negatives." It was difficult to think. I had to hold myself back from doing whatever she wanted. Her voice was extraordinarily seductive. I hadn't noticed until then but she smelt faintly of something flowery and light. "OK. But you have to take your top off. I want to see them better. They're just the most glorious things...." I stumbled to an inarticulate halt. She bit the side of her lip delightfully as she thought. "All right. But that's as far I'll go." She turned briskly around, unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it onto the desk with a flourish. She slowly turned back. "What do you think, Jake. Do you like them?" Her bra was black, lacy and very pretty. Her bosom was smooth, creamy and expansive. I was speechless. "Here, feel them more." She reached out and brought my hands to her breasts while watching me carefully. I think she was making the experience as erotic as possible for me so I'd come in my pants and then leave her alone. It was a struggle not to do so. I squeezed and fondled them again. This time her nipples were hard and I could glimpse their redness through the lace. Excitedly I tried to pull her bra down but she stopped me. "Wait," she said and reached behind her and unclipped it. "Enjoy it, Jake. This won't be the last time if you're kind to me." And there they were. I don't think she needed a bra at all. They hardly sagged at all. The nipples were reddish-brown, quite large and very erect. My hands wandered all over her glorious bosom, glorying in its fullness. I tweaked and pinched her nipples repeatedly. I bent my head down so that I could take them in my mouth. "Jake, No!" she tried to push me away. I held her firmly, "You've got to let me. The pictures...." She looked at me for a few seconds, sighed, nodded briefly and closed her eyes. She wasn't smiling anymore. I think she'd realised that she wasn't as in control of the situation as she'd hoped. The feeling of those hard nipples in my mouth was indescribable. As I flicked my tongue around them and sucked hard, she gasped. "What should I do?" I paused from my nibbling. "What?" she opened her eyes with a start. "Tell me what to do. I've never done this before. How do I make it good for you?" "This isn't a class, you know! Oh, OK. I can't believe this. OK. You can be a bit gentler. Yes that's good. And move your tongue around and around. Hmmm. Yes. Oh and bite just a little. Oh yes. That IS good." She moaned musically and closed her eyes again as I continued for a few more minutes. By this time, my erection was hurting. I undid myself and pulled it out without stopping licking her tits. She hadn't yet opened her eyes. I grabbed her left hand and put it onto my cock. Without thought, her hand clasped my shaft and she stroked me firmly up and down twice. Suddenly, realising what she was doing, her eyes flew open, she gasped and pushed me away, falling back into her chair. "Oh my god no. No, Jake. Put it away." Her terrified eyes didn't leave the head of my cock which was swaying a foot away from her face as I stood in front of her. "Please don't stop, Miss. Your hand feels so good. It won't take any time. I'm ready to burst." "No, Jake. That's going too far. I won't," she replied. "For fuck's sake, you sucked off the headmaster. He's old and ugly. I saw you there, smiling at him with come all over your face. Now touch me again or I'm going to send the pictures to the governors. Or even better I'll publish them on the web," I said, feigning anger. Her eyes were full of tears but her right hand slowly rose to my cock and tentatively grasped it for a moment or two. She must have made up her mind fairly abruptly as she suddenly said, "Right," brought her other hand up to fondle and squeeze my balls and started masturbating me furiously. It was difficult but I managed to warn, "Slow down. If I come too soon...." She did slow down and then I was lost in pleasure as I groped her fabulous breasts. I'd never thought I'd get this far but there I was being wanked by a topless Ms. Brown, the most beautiful and desirable woman I'd ever seen. Because my cock was only inches from her face now, she can't have helped but know what I'd want next. I took a hand from her breast and grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her head insistently towards me. She resisted initially but said, "I can't believe I'm saying this but ... Jake, I'll do it; I'll suck you off; but only if you give me all of the pictures and negatives." She looked up at me expectantly her beautiful mouth parted slightly. "Yes, anything you want. Just suck me. Please." And of course, right then, I meant it. She stared into my eyes as if gauging my sincerity and nodded. I took my hand away from her head and put it back onto her breast. With one hand she cupped my balls while the other grasped my shaft again. She wetted her lips and moved her mouth slowly down over my cock, licking all around its head. After just a small pause, she started to suck hard and bob her head quickly and deeply up and down me. The combination of warmth, softness and heat was exquisite. I'd never imagined anything could be so pleasurable. She was obviously trying to make me come quickly and I was powerless to resist. After no more than a dozen bobs of her pretty blonde head, I let myself go and came copiously in her mouth. She kept bobbing gently as she swallowed all of my spunk. Finally she pulled her head back, licked the knob and kissed it twice affectionately before sitting back. "How was that, Jake?" she enquired insouciantly, still holding me in both hands. "Amazing. Thanks." I didn't know what else to say. She laughed as she let go of me. "Well, that wasn't too bad after all. You've got a lovely cock and you taste good. Now the pictures...." She took the folder from the desk. "What about the negatives?" "I'll bring them in tomorrow." She looked at me and smiled. "If you give them to me tomorrow, maybe I'll give you another blowjob, Jake," she added teasingly. Distracted by her amazing body, I'd never really noticed how beautiful her smile was. I nodded eagerly, "Yes, please." She picked up her bra from her the desk. "Just one thing, Ms. Jones." She was instantly wary. "Yes?" "Please can you do me a favour?" I started hesitantly. "What, Jake?" "Well, it's just that. I've... I've never even kissed a girl before today. And well, this could be my only chance. I mean, can I see your, well, your pussy?" I blurted out finally. "Jake! No! You can't!" she exclaimed. "But, well, with respect, Miss, you have just sucked me off and I'm really grateful but I just want to see it and I will bring all the negatives tomorrow. Please, Miss." I think it was reminding her of the pictures that settled the matter. She sighed heavily, "I can't believe I'm going to do this." She unfastened her skirt at the side to reveal black stockings, suspenders and a tiny pair of black lacy pants. So we had been right about the glimpses of stockings we'd seen. "Oh, wow, Miss. You're gorgeous." She gave me a sarcastic look before hooking her thumbs into her knickers and pausing before pulling them down. "Let's make this quick." "Lie back on the desk, Miss," I ordered. She did as I asked before allowing her legs to fall open to reveal a well-kept tuft of blonde hair above long wet pink lips, just like the magazine centrefolds over whom I'd masturbated so many times. "A natural blonde; we did wonder." She grunted in response. I bent my head down to look at her closely. I tentatively moved a finger up and down her lips. "I knew you'd want to touch me," she said angrily but, apart from an initial flinch, she didn't move away. "Of course," I assented. I spent the next few minutes playing with her pussy: sliding a finger in and out of her, despite her protests; pulling her lips apart; rubbing her clit. It seemed she particularly liked the latter, judging from her throaty moaning and rapidly moistening pussy-lips. Eventually I move my mouth to her and licked up and down. "Oh god, I really shouldn't let you do this," she groaned. The taste was unexpected but far from unpleasant. I stuck my tongue right into her and wiggled it before eventually settling on alternately flicking her clit with my tongue and licking up and down her lips repeatedly. She seemed to love it, judging from the noise she was making. I was rock hard again by now so it only seemed natural to lie myself down onto the desk next to her and push my cock against her mouth. She started to give me head without any more urging: it felt as good as it had before but this time I was able to enjoy it without risk of imminent ejaculation. I bent back to my task of licking her and she was moaning loudly around my penis again in seconds. A few minutes later, she screamed, "I'm coming," and her thighs convulsed around me and she pushed herself hard into my face. She lay there, panting, while I pulled my cock out of her mouth, heaved myself up and knelt between her open legs. She struggled half-heartedly as I murmured, "Remember the pictures." She sighed resignedly and let her legs fall open. And then I pushed myself deep into her, thus losing my virginity by blackmailing my gorgeous English teacher into letting me fuck her on her very own desk. It was difficult to feel guilty. All thought of control fled me. I couldn't stop myself pumping furiously in and out of her: it just felt so good. "Slow down, Jake," she managed to convey between her groaning. She stroked my shoulders through my shirt. I was able to hold myself back a little. One part of my mind was amazed that she seemed to enjoying it so much. Her eyes were closed, her mouth was parted and she was moaning endearments and obscenities in equal number as she pulled me urgently into her. However most of my attention was on the quite extraordinary feelings of pleasure I was getting from the tightness of her pussy. After a few blissful minutes of more controlled thrusting, I asked, "Can we try a different position?" "Hmmm. Yes. OK," she replied, pulled me down onto the desk and climbed on top of me. This felt even better: she controlled the pace and the fact that it was she who was driving our coupling and not I made it that much more enjoyable. We both got louder as we got closer and closer to climax until, with a final mutual cry, we came together. I looked into her eyes as I spurted over and over again deep into her pussy and she smiled down at me, almost lovingly. She took a few moments to recover her composure as her breathing subsided. "Well. I think that was worth a bit more than just a few pictures, Jake," she added teasingly. She kissed my face and rolled off me. "That was amazing, Miss." I reached out and idly stroked her breasts. "You really do have the most amazing body." "Thanks, Jake. The negatives?" "They're yours." "Good. If you don't mind I'm going to get dressed." "Miss, just one more thing...." "What now, Jake? I'm exhausted and I've done everything you've asked." "Miss, the pictures are yours whether you agree or not. But, well, I've just got one more fantasy you can fulfil and considering what we've done already it wouldn't be too much more to ask. It's that, well, I've always dreamt about watching your arse wobble while I take you from behind. Please, Miss, can I,?" "Jake! I can't believe how cheeky you are! Anyway," she added, taking hold of my limp cock, "you're in no state to do anything else."! "Well, I would be if you didn't mind sucking me a little more." "So what you're saying is that now that you've blackmailed me into having sex, you want me to give you another blowjob so you can fuck me doggy-style!" she said indignantly, my cock still in her hand. "Um, well, yes, I suppose I am." She studied me with, I think, an amused look. "Oh, I don't know why but come on then." She sat on a chair in front of me and brought her head down to my crotch. Once again it didn't take long for me to respond. The combination of licking, sucking, nibbling and bobbing from her mouth, tongue and lips made it impossible for me not to become fully erect within just a few minutes. "Very impressive," she said with more than touch of satisfaction in her voice at her own ability to arouse me. She stood up and leant over the desk. "Right come on then, Jake; fuck me from behind," she ordered. I slipped in easily as she was already wet. It didn't take me long to find a good rhythm, slipping my whole length in and out of her in particularly pleasing way. And, as predicted, her arse did wobble delightfully as I slapped hard against her while thrusting in. "Oh yes, Jake. Yes. Yes. Fuck me hard, Jake. Use me. Oh, yes. Use me." Although I was profoundly enjoying her pussy, I couldn't help staring at her pretty pinky-brown puckered arsehole, the object of a fantasy about which I hadn't told her. A somewhat wicked thought entered my mind. We fucked for over quarter of an hour before Ms. Brown's cries indicated an impending orgasm. Just as she screamed out her climax, I pulled out of her pussy and pushed with all my strength into her arse which was well lubricated with our combined oozings. Her scream became one of surprise and undoubtedly some pain. "No! You bastard. Not up there. No." After a while her protests subsided to a cute grunt with every thrust, each of which took me further and further up her bum. "Sorry, Miss," I managed to say between thrusts, "I couldn't help myself. You've got such a beautiful arse." My rhythm was slower this time, possibly because her bottom was so tight and resistant. However, after some initial uncertainty, my tempo became more confident and I lost myself in the ecstasy of her bumhole. I think the whole situation of taking my stunning English teacher up the arse without consent was just too much for me because, after very little time, I came vigorously up her tightest little hole. After I'd pulled out of her, she winced and slowly stood up to say, "I can't believe you've just done that. I've never been fucked up my bum before." I was surprised; for some reason I had thought she would be anally experienced. "I'm sorry but it was just too inviting. Your arse is perfect. Your whole body is perfect." "Oh god," she moaned as she started to dress, "Can I have the pictures and negatives now?" I thought I'd be honest for the first time. "Miss, how can I give them back to you? You, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, the most beautiful woman I can even imagine, have just had sex with me. If I give them back to you, you'll never do it again." Dejected she said, "But I've done everything you wanted. I've sucked your cock. I've fucked you in different positions. I've even taken it up the arse for you." I thought she was going to cry, "But you enjoyed it didn't you? Would it be so bad to do it again every now and again?" She sighed. "I... I enjoyed most of it. There's something about being made to do things that I wouldn't normally do that does turn me on deep inside." "Well then let's do it again tomorrow." She thought carefully. "Oh shit, I suppose this is all my own fault. OK,... but not up my bum, please. I'll give you the best blowjob imaginable instead. Any time, any place. You won't want take me up there. I promise. And as long as no-one sees the pictures," she added significantly. I smiled broadly. It looked like I'd managed to get myself a source of free, willing and accomplished sex. I nodded noncommittally in response to her request. After all how could I possibly forego that delightful arse? The Seduction of Ms. Brown Ch. 01 "You can come to the flat after school tomorrow because my boyfriend's away on business." "Boyfriend? But you were sucking off the headmaster! I didn't even know you had a boyfriend." "That was only for reasons of, um, career progression. Obviously my boyfriend doesn't know," she replied sheepishly. I reached out and squeezed her fabulous breasts, now covered, again. "You're amazing, Miss Brown." "Thanks, Jake," she said ruefully. "I'm not sure that's the right word for it however." We kissed and I left. Within a few minutes, I was already thinking expectantly about what I'd make her do the next time. The Seduction of Ms. Brown Ch. 02 Ms. Brown squealed quietly as I pushed a pencil up her cunt. We were standing outside the closed doorway of the staffroom door in a normally busy corridor. She had protested but hadn't dare to refuse me as I'd spontaneously taken the pencil I happened to have in my pocket and slowly inch by inch thrust it, under her skirt, into her bare wet pussy. "Oh, please Jake. Someone might see. Oh, please stop," she begged. Now perhaps I was being gratuitously cruel but I couldn't help humiliating my lovely sex slave at almost every opportunity. It had been two weeks now since I had shown my gorgeous English teacher a set of photographs showing the excesses of her career management strategy, i.e. pictures of her sucking the headmaster's cock. It had just been luck that I'd been passing at the opportune moment but the threat of leaving the photos in the boys' changing rooms at school had certainly focused her mind on earning them back. Since that first evening when she had gradually performed more and more intimate sexual acts with me to win back the photos, she'd come to realise that she was never going to gain her freedom from my erotic needs. I mean who could possibly blame me, a lusty young eighteen year old boy, for wanting my very own sex goddess on tap? She was in her early twenties and had blond hair, green eyes and a slender full-breasted leggy figure after which every boy at school, and I'm sure every male teacher, lusted. I had lost my virginity to her that first evening and since then we had fucked almost every day. She had sucked me off in the school stationery room and ridden me in her car after school. I had been to her flat where I'd used her in every way imaginable; I'd even twice stayed with her overnight when her boyfriend had been away and had the pleasure of being sucked awake in the morning. And although she was generally initially reluctant, she always seemed to enjoy the sex, usually coming more than once when we fucked. She even seemed really keen to give me head as well as having her pussy licked but she did everything she could to avoid anal because she said my cock was too big for her bum. Not that this stopped the occasional vigorous buggering, when I was feeling particularly mischievous. And maybe that was why I like to push the boundaries somewhat at school. I'd insisted pretty soon after our relationship started that she stop wearing knickers or tights at school -- only stockings, although I was generous on the point of hold-ups versus a suspender belt. I didn't mind either. I also made sure she gave me a flash of her pussy in her lessons. Luckily for her I sat in the back corner of her classroom so no-one had noticed my running my hand up her skirt and fingering her while she bent over my desk ostensibly to discuss an essay. And that was I why I was pushing a wooden pencil in and out of her cunt with the distinct possibility of someone chancing upon us. "Jake, please. I'll be so good for you tonight. Please stop," she gasped as I pushed the pencil all the way in and flicked her clit under her skirt. "Why what are you going to do for me, Ms. Brown?" I asked, giving her substantial breasts a robust squeeze with my other hand. "Oh Jake! I'll suck you off so well and swallow all your come," she promised. "Go on," I urged, continuing to play with her clit. "And you said you wanted to try something new. I've got some whipped cream. We can lick it off each other. Please Jake, stop before someone sees." I saw the handle of the staffroom door turn a split second before it opened so I was able to remove my hand from under her skirt and step back before Ms. Taylor, the PE teacher came out clutching a pile of reports and a netball. "Oh, sorry Sally," she said as she almost bumped into Ms. Brown in the doorway. Ms. Taylor was the other main object of fantasy for the school's male population. She was tall, black and extremely fit, having represented the nation on several occasions at hockey. Her legs were endless yet she still had enough curves to make me dizzy with desire. "Oh, hi Jake," she said seeing me and giving me a characteristically warm and sunny smile. Her hair was straight, shoulder length and pulled back in a pony tail. "Hello, Ms. Taylor. How are you?" I asked her, slightly flustered by her big brown eyes and the fresh lemony scent that seemed to follow her everywhere. "Fine thanks," she said. There was an awkward silence as the three of us looked at each other. Finally I broke it. "Er, sorry, I need to go now, Ms. Brown, can I have my pencil back?" Ms. Brown's eyes widened in warning. Ms. Taylor looked at her quizzically. "Jake, I haven't got it right now," eventually she said in a patronising tone. "I'll give it back to you in class later this afternoon," she dismissed. As I walked away I decided that I'd take her up her arse after school, just to remind her who was in charge. I looked back over my shoulder as I turned the corner to see the two of them in a hushed and seemingly somewhat intimate conversation. My cock gave a twitch. At the end of the day, Ms. Brown picked me up in a supermarket car park five minutes walk from school. She insisted that no-one see the two us together and I was more than happy to comply -- losing access to that fabulous body was not an option I wanted to contemplate, despite my earlier risky jape. With a self-conscious smirk, she handed me back my pencil, infused with her delectable pussy juices. I smelt it headily and slipped it into my bag, thanking my luck that the opportunity she represented had fallen into my lap so easily. Luckily for me her boyfriend's job involved staying away once or twice a week and tonight I was going to spend the night with her once more. However just to start things off on the right foot for the evening, I decided I wanted her to satisfy me there and then. "Ms. Brown, I feel so horny. Here you are. Suck me off," I ordered unzipping my stiffening cock. "Jake! Not here. Someone might see." The late summer evening was bright and beautiful but there were only a few cars in the car park. "Sorry, Ms. Brown. Ever since Ms. Taylor smiled at me this afternoon, I've been turned on. I can't wait until we get back to your flat. Just suck it. I won't take long to come." "Jake, at least let me drive somewhere a little quieter," she begged deliciously, although even before she'd finished her sentence she had unclipped her belt, resigned to pleasuring me. I held my cock out with my left hand and gently pulled her head down with the other. As her moist red lips slipped over the head of my cock, I let out a long sigh of pleasure. I'd never had sex with anyone else but I couldn't imagine that anything could be better than Ms. Brown's hot mouth as she swirled her tongue around me and made wet slurping sounds sucking hard on my dick. "Oh, yes, Ms. Brown. You are such a good cocksucker," I complimented her. "I wonder if Ms. Taylor gives head as well as you." She moaned indignantly around my cock but I held her head down to stop her complaining. As predicted, it didn't take long to fill her mouth with my cum. She swallowed without any hesitation although I noticed a certain huffiness in her manner as she drove me back. "Sorry, Ms. Brown," I said somewhat insincerely after we'd parked outside her flat. "I didn't mean to make you jealous," I teased. Her eyes flashed in anger. "I'm not jealous! Anyway you really aren't Ms. Taylor's type," she added. "What do you mean?" I asked intrigued. She was blushing now. "Oh, nothing. I didn't mean anything. Let's get inside and get the whipped cream out," she replied trying to change the subject. But I could tell that she had meant something. "Are you saying that Ms. Taylor is gay?" I asked. "And, Ms. Brown, please don't insult my intelligence by lying." "Oh, shit," she swore prettily. "Erm. Yes, she does, I mean she..." "Wow! She's so hot though." I shook my head in disbelief. "Has she got a girlfriend?" Her face was now scarlet with embarrassment. Quite funny considering she'd swallowed my spunk without a thought just fifteen minutes earlier. "No, she hasn't." Something in the way she answered made me even more curious. "Ms. Brown, has she ever tried in on with you?" "No!" she denied too hotly. "Look, you mustn't tell anyone about this. Please, Jake." I smiled at her. "Let's talk about this inside." We went up to the bedroom, picking up the can of cream from the kitchen on the way up. Ms. Brown gave me a rich smile as she pulled off her skirt, blouse and bra, leaving herself resplendent in black stockings, suspenders and stilettos. Despite having come so recently, my cock jerked in anticipation. I sat down on the bed she shared with her boyfriend and pulled her towards me. I pulled the lid off the can and squeezed two generous squirts onto her glorious red-brown nipples. Her breasts never failed to amaze me. They were too big for my hands to grasp and felt pliant and soft to the touch yet were firm enough to stick out from her chest so that, in reality, she didn't need to wear a bra. The cream tasted slightly artificial and sweet but within a few seconds I was left sucking and licking her bare stiff nipples as she groaned in obvious pleasure. "Oh, Jake. Yes. Oooh, that's so nice," she sighed as I bit them gently. I pulled her onto her back on the bed and made a trail of tiny cream blobs down her taut stomach to the moist hotness between her long smooth thighs. As I kissed each one away, slowly getting closer to her pussy, she bucked her hips eagerly, "Please, Jake. Oh please..." Surprisingly, the taste and texture of the cream complemented well the aromatic earthy saltiness of her cunt. I licked down and then up her wet pink lips before sucking her clit to rigidity. I had learnt over the last two weeks exactly how Ms. Brown liked to have her pussy licked. I personally couldn't get enough of it; she had made a few veiled comments that maybe her boyfriend didn't do it enough for her but then all the more fool him. She came rapidly, grinding her sweet pussy against my face and swearing obscenely as she climaxed. "Oh fuck, that was good, Your turn, now," she said as she took the cream from me. She was obviously a lot keener on the cream than me as she managed to lick what seemed like vast quantities off my genitals. The feeling off her hot tongue contrasted delightfully with the cool smooth cream and my erection grew to its full size. She slowly swallowed as much of my dick as she could get into her mouth before gradually bringing the tight ring of her mouth up to gently kiss the sensitive tip of my cock and then swallowing it again. I could only stand so much before I pulled her onto her hands and knees on the edge of the bed and stood up behind her. I paused for a second to admire the shape of her stunning arse and the glorious pubic bulge of her pussy lips before squirting more cream onto her cunt and sliding my cock in. As I pumped her from behind she pushed her arse back, matching my thrusts rhythmically. She came two or three times before I sprayed another substantial spurt of cream dead centre on the pink bulls-eye of her arsehole. She tensed immediately. "Jake? Please not my bum," she begged. "But, Ms. Brown. It's so tight," I countered, continuing to fuck her cunt from the rear, teasing her bumhole with my right index finger. "Please, Jake. I'll do anything else you want. Anything. Just not my arsehole. It gets so sore when you put your big fat dick up it." She grunted as I slid my finger all the way in but didn't stop grinding her butt back on me as she got closer to yet another orgasm. "OK, tell me about Ms. Taylor. And I want the truth," slowing myself down to keep her on the edge of climax. She moaned a while longer before looking over her shoulder. "It was at the last Christmas party. I've always got on really well with her. Ugh. Ugh. We're about the same age and we both like to keep fit so I'd been to the gym with her a few times. Oh. Ooh. Oh, fuck. Anyway, she'd just split up with her long-term girlfriend and we were both very pissed. I shared a taxi home with her and for whatever reason, I ended up in her house. Oh shit, yes!" Unconsciously I had increased my pace as her story unfolded, the delightful possibilities unfolding in my mind, and I hadn't noticed her getting closer and closer until she shuddered and jerked in another glorious orgasm. After a few slower breaths, she continued. "Anyway, she was crying about her girlfriend and I hugged her and then she tried to kiss me." "Wow! Did you let her?" I asked excitedly. "No. Well a bit. But then she slid her tongue into my mouth and I stopped her. I just don't find women attractive in that way. Obviously she's lovely but she just doesn't do it for me." "What happened next?" I asked, sliding another finger up her bum. "Ooh! Please, Jake. Be gentle. Nothing much. We were both a bit embarrassed but we still enjoy each other's company so we've remained friends." I pulled my fingers out of her arse before replacing them with my aching cock, giving a solid thrust to make sure I entered fully in one go. "Nooo! Jake!" Her breathing was rapid and shallow as I slowly yet relentlessly butt-fucked her until I had filled her lovely snug arse with another liberal load of jism. "You bastard," she whispered as she snuggled into my arms after she'd gingerly pulled herself off me. "Sorry, Ms. Brown. I just couldn't resist. You really shouldn't have such a perfect arse. It makes me want to do unspeakable things to you." After we'd cleaned up, I sat on her living room sofa and sipped one of her boyfriend's beers while she cooked us a quick meal (she was a confident and creative cook). Although I was idly watching some banal reality TV programme, my mind was racing as I thought about my ultimate fantasy and how to make it happen. I decided to bring up my idea during supper. "Ms. Brown?" I asked. She paused while she finished a mouthful of risotto. "Yes, Jake?" "You know I really fancy you don't you?" She smiled. "Yes, I think that's become very apparent," she said wryly. "But, and don't get defensive now, there is one thing I'd change about you if I could," I said with outrageous arrogance. She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms across her substantial bosom (she had put on a low-cut apron but beyond that was still naked). "Oh, really?" I grinned at her. "I just wish there were two of you!" She laughed and leant across the corner of the dining table to give me an affectionate kiss. I squeezed her arse in return. "You know sometimes, Jake, I forget the fact you've blackmailed me into whoredom and actually quite like you," she joked warmly as she sat back down. "Thanks, Ms, Brown. I'm really fond of you too. You've made almost all my fantasies come true. You really are a dream woman." Charmingly, she blushed slightly. "Jake! You'll embarrass me. I'm really pleased that you like me so much though." "It's not so bad having sex with me is it?" I asked. "No, not at all. In fact, Jake, you really are rather good in bed," she answered still flushed. "Really, am I better than your boyfriend? Or the headmaster?" "Jake! Please don't be horrible to me. You can be so nice and then you make some hurtful comment. You seem to go out of your way to humiliate me." She had a point. I thought about it before answering. "I'm sorry, Ms. Brown. I just can't help it. I keep wanting to make sure you know you're mine. I know you can't be my girlfriend so I want to keep reminding you that I'm in charge so that you don't leave me." She licked her lips thoughtfully before answering. "You know, Jake. That's actually quite touching. I know it sounds bizarre but I suppose I do really want to please you. Honestly though I would be much more creative about pleasuring you if you didn't debase me so much, And particularly if you left my arse alone. I don't understand why you want to hurt me." "Oh, I don't want to hurt you. It's just that it feels amazing Your bum is so tight and hot. And maybe a bit because you don't want me to," I admitted. "Oh, Jake," she sighed. "I could do lots of other really interesting things for you instead that would be just as nice. Different positions. Maybe using sex toys or porn..." I put my fork down before taking her hand. "Well there is one thing. My ultimate fantasy," I offered. "Oh. What's that?" she asked tentatively. "Two women. If you could make that happen for me, I promise I wouldn't pester you for anal anymore." "Jake! Do you mean two women with each other or with you?" she asked looking slightly worried. "Well, mostly with me but I'm not adverse to some lesbian action..." "No way, Jake! I've already told you I don't fancy women." I decided to be a little more forceful. "Ms. Brown, I still have those pictures, you know. As I've said I really like you and I don't want to hurt but please don't push me." She looked up at me with those lovely green eyes, her hurt expression not marring her beauty in any way. "I know where you're going with this but there's no way Emma is going to have a threesome with us." "Emma?" I asked disingenuously. "Ms. Taylor! I know what you want and with whom!" she said crossly. "|What a great idea! The thought of having you and Ms. Taylor at the same time..." "Jake! There's no way you'll be able to persuade her to have sex with you!" she protested. "No. I'm sure she could be persuaded to have sex with you," I suggested. She stayed silent for another two mouthfuls of risotto before saying anything else. "Jake," she started in a patient over-reasonable tone. I cut her off, "Ms. Brown, I want you bring Ms. Taylor back here and seduce her. I'll make sure I'm here with a camera to film your exploits. After which I'm sure she'll do whatever I want." "Oh you fucking bastard," she said with passion. "No way, it won't work. I won't be able to entice her anyway." "Why not? We've already established she fancies you. Does she have a girlfriend?" "Um, no, but..." "Ms. Brown. Let's get something very clear. If you don't get her into bed with you, you'll find some interesting pictures of yourself plastered over the school notice-boards before you can say 'I'm a cock-sucking whore'," I threatened rather cruelly. "Oh, Jake," she sobbed somewhat theatrically. I moved around the table and put an arm around her to give her a hug. "Shhh," I comforted her and kissed the back of her neck. "Come on, Ms. Brown. I know you'll be able to do it. Think of the relief your poor sore bottom will get..." ~~~ Three weeks after I'd demanded a threesome I found myself sitting in the guest bedroom of Ms. Brown's flat avidly watching the pictures on my laptop from a webcam discreetly placed in the living room. Her boyfriend had been away with work a lot so we'd spent virtually every spare minute available fucking in a range of positions and holes. I'd ensured that I made thorough use of her arse, just so she didn't forget what would be in store for her if she didn't manage to seduce Ms. Taylor. And to give her credit she'd delivered at the first opportunity. It was a Friday night and her boyfriend was on an extended stag weekend in Riga. A big group of teachers from school had gone out to celebrate the retirement of the Head of English and Ms. Brown had promised that she would persuade Ms. Taylor to come back her place. I could hear them giggling as they came in through the front door. They sounded drunk. I gasped as Ms. Taylor collapsed onto the sofa in full view of the camera. The picture was excellent and the microphone worked perfectly. "What do you want to drink?" Ms. Brown asked. "A G and T for me!" Ms. Taylor replied with a laugh. She was wearing a patterned black and white dress that ended mid-thigh and showed off her leggy figure perfectly. Her long black straightened hair was loose and her smile flashed in delightful contrast to her smooth chocolate skin. The Seduction of Ms. Brown Ch. 02 Ms. Brown fixed the drinks and sat down next to her. She was in a red vest-top and skinny jeans. She also looked divine. "So Sally, how come you've invited me back to your place. I thought I scared you off last Christmas," Ms. Taylor said playfully. Ms. Brown took a deep breath before answering. "We had such a laugh this evening and Dave's away and I just fancied a bit of company tonight," she said. I could tell she'd had a few drinks: her words were slightly slurred but at least she had gained enough dutch courage to go through with the plan. They looked at each other for a few seconds before Ms. Taylor lent forward and kissed her. Ms. Brown pulled back for a second before kissing back. I got my cock out and began to stroke it. I checked to make sure this was all being captured on the laptop's hard disk. They kissed passionately for a few minutes. I was impressed with Ms. Brown: if she was acting it looked like she was throwing herself into her role. I groaned in lust as Ms. Taylor's graceful hands began to gently stroke Ms. Brown's big fat breasts through her red top. They snogged heavily for a while longer before Ms. Taylor took things a step further by standing up, kicking off her heels and unzipping her dress. She dropped it unceremoniously to the floor to reveal her outstanding figure. She was wearing white underwear -- a pretty bra that supported her large boobs delightfully and a high cut pair of knickers encasing the most perfect bottom I had ever seen. I hadn't imagined that anyone could have as luscious a body as Ms. Brown but Ms. Taylor's stunning body was every bit as desirable. My hand sped up as I watched her urge Ms. Brown to take off her top to reveal the slutty red bra which I loved. I could tell Ms. Brown was tense as they embraced once more, their breasts pushing up against each other's. And when Ms. Taylor bent down to kiss Ms. Brown's nipples through her scarlet bra, she let out a squeal of alarm. "Are you OK, Sally?" Ms. Taylor asked, looking up in concern. "I'm just nervous, Emma. I've never done it with a girl before." "Don't worry. Just lie back and relax while I..." Ms. Taylor reached around her and unclipped her bra skilfully to reveal Ms. Brown's flawless yet substantial boobs. I sighed deeply: I was about to see real lesbian sex. And between two stunning women. Ms. Taylor's long pink tongue expertly snaked out and flicked Ms. Brown's stiff pink-brown nipples, who began to groan hornily. There was no doubt she wasn't acting now. I recognised the sound of her heartfelt lust. "Oh fuck yes," I murmured as Ms. Taylor removed her bra and guided Ms. Brown's hands to her fine tits. I glimpsed her dark brown nipples before Ms. Brown's delicate white hands engulfed them. I had agreed with Ms. Brown that at the point both of them went topless I would have enough footage to carry out a successful blackmail but I decided to let things go just a touch further before I intervened. Just how far would she go? I didn't have to wait long to find out. Ms. Taylor moved her hand down and undid Ms. Brown's jeans without moving her mouth from her left breast. "Oh shit," Ms. Brown cried in, I'm guessing, a mixture of yearning, frustration and panic. But she lifted her hips so that her jeans could be removed. Her bright red g-string came off almost immediately and Ms. Taylor's hand slid between her legs. "Oh, Emma!" Ms. Brown exclaimed in lust as Ms. Taylor began to masturbate her with steady circular strokes of her fingers. I decided I couldn't wait any longer. I uploaded the video recorded so far to safe storage on the net and then copied it to my ipod before slowly making my way downstairs. At the foot of the stairs I crept carefully to the living room door. "Oh, fuck me," I muttered. Ms. Brown was grunting in abject abandonment of any worries she might have had. Ms. Taylor face was buried between her lithe legs as she licked her cunt with the utmost enjoyment. I smiled as I slowly walked in with my ipod in my left hand and watched Ms. Brown's almost-pained expression as she panted, eyes shut. Ms. Taylor's glorious bottom, still in her virginal white panties, pointed at me, begging for attention. I stroked my cock as I watched them, listening in wonder as Ms. Brown's yelping became more and more high-pitched. Suddenly she cried out incoherently as an orgasm shuddered through her body. "Oh, yes, Emma," she murmured. She opened her eyes and gasped in surprise at me causing Ms. Taylor to look up at her face. Slowly she turned round. "Oh, my god!" she shouted as she saw me, covering her breasts with her hands. "Jake! What's going on?" she exclaimed her eyes darting to my erect penis. I decided that I should be aggressively direct. No need to pussyfoot around. The nuances of the situation were pretty obvious. "Now, I don't think I'd be exaggerating to say that that is the most glorious sight I've ever seen. Wow, you two are seriously hot together," I chuckled unpleasantly. "Well, done. Ms. Brown, you were brilliant. Did you, by any chance, enjoy that more than you thought you would?" Ms. Brown's face was red in humiliation; she had made no attempt to cover up her naked body. "Sally, what does he mean?" Ms. Brown asked, the realisation that she'd been betrayed visibly dawning on her. She gazed at Ms. Brown's mortified expression and her eyes flashed angrily. "Oh. I see. You bitch," she said furiously. I grabbed her hand before she could slap Ms. Brown. "Please calm down," I said amusedly. "Oh, Emma. He made me do it. He's blackmailing me and he wants to blackmail you now," Ms. Brown sobbed. "What do you mean? I actually thought you liked me." Ms. Taylor's magnificent wrath contrasted starkly with Ms. Brown's pathetic whimpering. "I do like you. Just not in that way..." "Actually," I interjected, "it seems to me that Ms. Brown likes you more than she's willing to admit. She certainly enjoyed that an awful lot. You must really good at going down..." "What the fuck is going on, Jake!" Ms. Taylor interrupted. "What's going on is that I've just filmed you licking Ms. Brown's pussy," I said, pointing out the webcam. She moaned in dejected realisation. "And I want from you what she's been giving me." I sat down next to Ms. Brown and tweaked her nipples. "You bastard," she replied vociferously. "Well, maybe I am, but you can hardly blame me now." I pushed Ms. Brown to her knees in front of me and fed her my cock. She began to suck me dutifully. "Oh my god! That's sick. I'm getting out of here!" Ms. Taylor screamed, grabbing her dress. "Before you go, you might want to see the video of you that I'll be posting. I think there'll be a lot of interest at school." I showed her the ipod so that she could see herself and Ms. Brown in action. "Of course I've already got some copies safely tucked away." To be fair to her, she didn't cry but, after a livid pause, sat down in an armchair, holding her dress in front of her. "What do you want?" she asked icily. "What do you think I want?" I patted Ms. Brown's bobbing head somewhat patronisingly. As ever her sweet lips felt unutterably fabulous as they slid up down my shaft metronomically. "Oh fuck," she sighed. "I know you don't normally go for men..." I began. "Oh, I've had plenty of men in the past," she interrupted fierily, "I just haven't had a boy like you." I smiled at her defiance. "On the plus side, you get to do what you want to Ms. Brown," I offered. Ms. Brown moaned in protest around my cock but I held her head down. "How exactly did she get into this?" "Well, as luck would have it I managed to get a few pictures of giving head to the Head," "Oh, my god, Sally. You sucked Andy's cock? Why?" she asked in disgust. "Answer her," I ordered. Ms. Brown's mouth pulled of my cock with a pop. She kept masturbating me as she answered. "He suggested that it would be the only way I could get the Head of English position. I just wanted to, er, boost my career a bit; I didn't think it would do any harm," she blubbed. "You slut!" Ms. Taylor accused. "And now because of that you've entangled me in this. I really thought you liked me. I didn't realise you were just a stupid whore." "Now, now, ladies," I said. "You two are going to be working very closely soon. You're going to have to get on." I pushed Ms. Brown's head back onto me as I continued. "Ms. Taylor, why don't you get rid of that dress and come over here. Her eyes still gave away her anger as she stood and discarded the dress. She strode over to me defiantly almost if she was issuing me a challenge me in some way. I was happy to rise to it. Her body was implausibly gorgeous. She was taller than Ms. Brown and with longer legs, smooth and brown and elegant. As I've already mentioned her arse was faultless: toned and peachy, beyond meaningful description. Her breasts weren't quite as large as Ms. Brown's but were still an amazing handful. Her nipples were very dark and quite small and sat high on her firm tits. She let out an involuntary moan as I gently pinched them but remained remarkably stoical as I stroked her smooth brown skin. I pulled her down on the sofa next to me as Ms. Brown's head sped up its pneumatic bobbing. I kissed her neck and breasts until I was sucking on her glorious nipples. They stiffened promptly as my tongue swirled around them. She sighed slightly in response. "That's not so bad is it, Ms. Taylor?" I teased. "Just get on with it, Jake," she replied evenly. I reached down to her knickers and pulled them awkwardly down over her legs. I pushed her back and she let her legs fall open casually. Her pussy lips were puffy and dark and still very wet to the touch after her encounter with Ms. Brown and she smelt fragrant and spicy. I twisted so that I could reach her cunt without my cock leaving Ms. Brown's warm wet mouth. She tasted different to Ms. Brown but still delicious, a stronger sweeter flavour. I licked up and down her lips and gently sucked on her clit. She moaned melodiously as I inserted two fingers into her and planted tiny kisses on the tops of her inner thighs. Gradually, I began to move my fingers in and out and flicked my tongue over the top of her lips. As I sped up, she groaned more loudly. "Oh, oh, oh, oh yes," she sighed despite her hostility. I smiled to myself as I sucked her lips harder while Ms. Brown continued to bob and suck on me. The noise she made when she eventually came was a surprisingly low moan. Her thighs tightened around my ears and she lifted her hips off the sofa convulsively. I lifted my head and gave her a smile. She looked back at me coolly but with perhaps a hint of amusement in her eyes. "How was that?" I enquired with a smirk. She raised an eyebrow. "I've had better," she replied. My smile broadened. I really liked her attitude. "My turn now, Ms. Taylor," I said as I pulled my cock out of Ms. Brown's mouth and stood up. I put my arms under Ms. Taylor's legs and heaved her hips up so that my cock was positioned at her sopping wet pussy. She maintained eye contact as I slid all the way into her tight hot cunt. "Is that nice?" I asked throatily, She looked up at me and nodded a yes as I began to fuck her. She was different to Ms. Brown, much more athletic and even more responsive to my thrusts, despite her initial hostility. She looked up at Ms. Brown who had sat down next to us to watch our coupling with an appalled expression. "I want her to suck my tits," Ms. Taylor said. What a great idea, I thought to myself. "You heard her," I said out loud. "But..." Ms. Brown's protest ran out of steam before she compliantly knelt beside the sofa and began kissing Ms. Taylor's fantastic left boob. "Oh, yes," Ms. Taylor groaned as she held her head to her bosom. "Let me see," I commanded and Ms. Brown obediently turned her head so I could see her pretty tongue almost enthusiastically flick over Ms. Taylor's bullet-hard nipples. It was difficult to believe that only a few short weeks before I'd been a sad geeky virgin who's only sexual solace was my own right hand. And now I had fucked and was fucking the two most beautiful women in school, possibly the two most beautiful women I'd ever met. Ms. Brown's sterling work on both her nipples and my unrelenting fucking were obviously having a very positive effect on Ms. Taylor who was arching her back and pushing her hips up in unmitigated pleasure. It didn't take long for me to begin to feel the familiar sensation of my own imminent orgasm so I slowed down before regretfully withdrawing from her. I wanted this to last a lot longer. "Turn over," I ordered her. I marvelled at her superb bum and I couldn't help but wonder if she took it up the butt. Somehow I doubted it -- maybe it was question to be answered another time. Instead, she grunted as I entered her cunt roughly from behind; she obviously liked the position as she began avidly driving her arse back onto me as I shagged her. "Lick my balls," I ordered Ms. Brown who meekly lay down on the sofa under me and began sucking on my scrotum. Could life get any better than this? After a few more minutes of happy groaning and fervent thrusting, Ms. Taylor came again spectacularly with another agreeable screech, pushing her butt so hard back against me that her pussy rubbed back over Ms. Brown's face and elicited a squawk of protest. I was also close but I needed to see one more thing before I could let myself go. "Lie back, Ms, Taylor, please," I asked politely. She rolled over, giving me a thoughtful amused smile before purposefully opening her long legs for me, no doubt expecting me to slide my cock into her again. But instead I pushed Ms. Brown forward. "Lick her pussy, Ms. Brown." "Oh no. I can't!" she whined. Ms. Taylor looked down at her contemptuously. "Oh, so it's OK for me to lick you, is it? Just not the other way round?" she asked as her long fingers played with her own clit. "Ms. Brown, I really don't like having to threaten you but, well, you know the consequences of refusing. I have to say Ms. Taylor's pussy tastes absolutely amazing. Just start off by giving it a kiss," I suggested helpfully. Once more she was almost in tears but held them back as she got onto the sofa on all fours and gingerly lowered her face to Ms. Taylor's stunning cunt. As she began to tentatively lick, I entered her forcefully from behind, pushing her face deep between Ms. Taylor's velvety thighs. Ms. Taylor and I passionately gazed into each other eyes as Ms. Brown gradually lost her inhibitions and began squealing in pleasure as I fucked her. Ms. Taylor also seemed very happy with the licking she was receiving as she moaned in pleasure while tweaking her own nipples. "Fuck her, Jake. That's it, oh yes, fuck her hard. She's a slut and she needs it badly," Ms. Taylor moaned at me, patently excited by the situation. I pushed harder and harder fucking Ms. Brown but also Ms. Taylor through her. The connection I felt to her was exhilarating and urgent. I had never felt so alive as I did at that glorious perfect moment, fucking my lovely rose-like English teacher while she licked my PE teacher's perfect pussy, They came almost simultaneously and this was the cue for me to pull out of Ms. Brown's delightful pussy. I stood up and ordered, "Both of you. Come here. I need to come." They immediately sat down in front of me and I pulled their heads to my cock. "Look at me, please," I begged and was rewarded by Ms. Taylor's big brown eyes gazing up at me ardently as her mouth opened to slowly suck on my bursting cock. Ms. Brown also looked up as she licked down to my balls and up to the top of my shaft. I had never experienced so much pleasure and I shouted out loud in joy as they kissed each other around my glans and swirled their tongues over me. Their tongues, mouths and lips worked together in magnificent unison, eating me, not letting a single tiny square millimetre of my cock and balls get away without their intoxicating touch. I couldn't hold back. I came abundantly and incessantly for what seemed like an age. The amount of spunk I produced was astounding as, spurt by spurt, they passed my gushing cock back and forth between their glorious hungry mouths. They both swallowed without protest and kissed each other tenderly, licking away stray droplets of jism lovingly, caringly. I dropped down and embraced them before kissing Ms. Taylor deeply, properly for the first time. "Oh wow, Ms. Taylor, Ms. Brown. That was amazing," I said enthusiastically. The looked at each other and burst out laughing. "Jake," Ms. Taylor replied in amusement, "you seem to have dropped out of character. One moment you're an amoral blackmailer and then you're a grinning schoolboy." "Look I'm sorry. I know what I've done is wrong. But I've just had sex with the two most beautiful women in existence. How else was that ever going to happen? You did enjoy it didn't you?" I asked. "Yes, I enjoyed it. It's been a while since I've been with a man. And that was rather special," she said kindly. "Oh, Emma," I gasped before holding her and kissing her once more. It seemed right to use her first name. Ms. Brown looked on with a, dare I say it, a somewhat hurt and envious expression before I held an arm out to her and pulled her into a three way embrace. I kissed Ms. Brown who, somewhat tearfully, kissed me back before turning to Ms. Taylor. "I'm so sorry, Emma. I know I've been really stupid but I honestly didn't know what else to do," she sobbed. Ms. Taylor looked at her with that intelligent challenging gaze. For a second I thought she was going to reject her apology but, abruptly, she gave her a hug before kissing her full on the lips. "It's OK, Sally. I understand." My cock twitched as I watched the two of them cuddle each other. There was no way I would ever tire of the sight of them together. I joined them in their embrace and squeezed their delightful bums. We held each other for a few emotional moments, before Ms. Taylor pushed me away. "What now, Jake? I'm not denying that I really enjoyed that -- it's been a while since I've had some cock and it was fun and Sally's a natural with her tongue -- but I'm not going to let myself be blackmailed, you know. I don't like being forced to do anything," she said resolutely. Ms. Brown's eyes widened in distress, probably at the thought of the potential fallout for her if Ms. Taylor refused to comply. Ms. Taylor continued, "So it's over to you, Jake. It's your choice. Are you brave enough to give up the blackmail? You never know, if you're nice to us instead of being so cruel, maybe we'll reward you..." I looked at her and knew she wouldn't give in. She was definitely not going to be cowed with a few idle threats in the way Ms. Brown had given in. And, let's face it, there was no way I would publish any of those pictures or video. I might have been nasty enough to gain access to their bodies through a little verbal intimidation but I simply wasn't malicious enough to cold-heartedly ruin their lives. And anyway, the whole experience was mine. I didn't want to share them with anyone else even if it were just via pictures. I took a deep breath. "OK. You're right. You can have it all. I promise I won't show anyone or tell anyone." And I meant it. Ms. Brown looked sceptical. "Ms. Brown, Sally, I know I've lied to you a lot but this time you can believe me. I would never really hurt you. I like you too much," I assured her. She looked into my eyes and nodded. I sat back heavily on the sofa, my head in my hands. I knew I'd done the right thing but I would miss them and their bodies so much. Ms. Taylor and Ms. Brown looked at me and then each other before Ms. Taylor sat down next to me and reached out to squeeze my cock. The Seduction of Ms. Brown Ch. 02 "I don't know about you Sally but I've got a free weekend. Why don't we spend it in bed and consider Jake's kind request? I want to make sure we've persuaded him completely from ever revealing any of the pictures." Ms. Brown smiled and knelt in front of me to cup my balls. "Good idea, Emma. I need some time to think and I'm sure Jake would like to find out just how grateful we'll be if he's nice to us!" And then Sally lent forward to suck my cock while Emma began tossing me lovingly into her mouth. "Oh, OK," I squeaked. Looked like my luck hadn't quite run out after all!