My Strange Life - Chapter II
Jenny and Me versus The Dominator!
"J-Jenny?" my mother said, finally finding that she needed to sit down after all.
"Hi, Mrs. Welch! Yeah, it's me," my best friend giggled and licked her wet lips.
Jenny stood up and I could see she was dressed in black, like in that plastic PVC stuff, all polished and shining beneath the bright fluorescent lights. She wore a corset with demi-cups that pushed her large, pale breasts out and up invitingly. It clung to her tiny waist and I wondered how she could possibly draw a breath into her body. Jenny's arms were pulled back behind her and I didn't notice until she turned slightly that she wore skintight gloves that reached above her elbows and her wrists were chained together behind her back. A pair of gleaming boots, black PVC that fit her perfectly from the tips of her toes to the tops of her creamy thighs, completed Jenny's outfit and the entire effect, combined with her raven black hair and milk white skin, was truly breathtaking.
"Mrs. Welch? No need to be so formal here, Jenny. Just call her Jessie. I'm sure she'd like that a lot," Miss Squires said, stroking Jenny's head like she was a faithful pet. "Wouldn't you, Jessie? Have you ever seen anything so…exquisite?"
"W-What are you doing here?" my mother's voice quivered.
"Why don't you show her, Jenny? Show Jessie exactly what it is that you're doing here," Miss Squires commanded and Jenny immediately moved around the desk, walking slowly and rolling her fifteen year old hips seductively.
"Yes Mistress," Jenny's voice dripped with desire. "I'd love to," she said, kneeling in front of the chair where my mother sat. I didn't have a really great view, but I knew what she was doing anyway.
Miss Squires stood up, walking around her desk as well, and I saw she was naked below her t-shirt. Her pussy lips were dark and puffy, super long as they hung down between her powerful thighs. I loved her big pussy lips and I swallowed hard as they rubbed together when she moved. Miss Squires looked like she'd oiled her body too, at least from her tummy down, and her muscles were taut and supple beneath her glistening bronzed skin. I licked my lips, wishing I could love her right then, knowing exactly how her pungent tangy cunt would taste beneath my hungry tongue.
"Spread your legs, Jessie. That's it," Miss Squires spoke softly, encouraging my mother to let her daughter's best friend go down on her. "Pull your panties down, Jessie. Poor Jenny just can't seem to manage."
My mother had her back to me, but I could see her moving, apparently doing as Miss Squires suggested, and she was quickly rewarded as Jenny began lapping eagerly at her exposed sex. I wished I could see it. Jenny eating my mother out was like the strangest thing imaginable to me. I would never in a gazillion years have dreamt it would be happening right in front of me.
"Jenny told me how she's fantasized about you, Jessie," Miss Squires spoke as she sat down on her desk in front of my mother, spreading her legs wide. "Ever since she met Amy, little Jenny's been dreaming about you. What did you call her before, slave?"
"Sexy…MILF…Mistress," Jenny breathed and then went back to sucking my mother's pussy.
"Hmmm…a mother I'd love to fuck," Miss Squires chuckled as she started playing with her cunt. "Did you know she and Amy are lovers?"
"What? No, I…Ohhhh…" my mother's reply fell into a soft moan of pleasure and I imagined Jenny finding her swollen clit and pinching it between her lips, the way she'd done so often with mine.
"Little Jenny likes to pretend she's with you, Jessie…" Miss Squires continued, pausing to suck her oily fingers for a moment, "…while she fucks Amy. Don't you, Jenny?"
I heard a muffled reply of, "Yes, Mistress." and then my mother was moaning again and I could see her fingers entangled in Jenny's black hair, pulling the girl hard against her pussy.
"I bet you think about Jenny too, don't you Jessie?" Miss Squires was fucking herself slowly with two fingers now. "I bet you just love watching her when she comes over to play with Amy, staring at Jenny and dreaming of making her lick your hot cunt."
"Ohhh yessss…" my mother breathed, rocking her hips and urging Jenny to lick her deeper. "I'm almost…ahhhlmost there…"
The sound of Jenny's mouth on my mother's pussy filled the locker room, sweet smacking slurps and sucks and hungry moans, and it was driving me crazy because I couldn't even reach my own aching clitty. That stupid locker was too small for that. I could only squeeze my thighs together and feel my heart pounding in my chest. Knowing that Jenny and my mother had lusted after each other for so many years without ever knowing about each other was making me crazy.
I thought of all the times my mother had driven us to the YWCA swimming pool and made some excuse about coming into changing room while Jenny put on her bathing suit, or when we watched TV in my room, laying together in just our panties and my mother would knock and open the door just a crack, just enough to see her, and ask if we were okay. So innocent before, but now I knew my mother wanted her. As much or even more than I did, my mother wanted to love Jenny.
"Ohhhh my God…Jennnny!" My mother was cumming hard in Jenny's pretty mouth and loving every second of it.
I was loving it too and so was Miss Squires. Her fingers were a blur as she rubbed her pussy, moaning softly and staring at my mother's face as her orgasm rushed through her. I watched Miss Squires lift Jenny roughly up by her hair and pull the girl's mouth to her cunt.
"Hurry, Jenny! Come on! Lick me, slave!" Miss Squires demanded and she was just about to cum as well.
She wanted Jenny to bring her there with her tongue and Miss Squires held the girl's head in her hands and rocked her hips violently, fucking herself on Jenny's face until Miss Squires let out a high pitched cry of pleasure and her muscles seemed to ripple with tension before relaxing completely. She held Jenny's mouth against her for a few minutes, breathing hard as her teenaged lover sucked and swallowed every bit of tangy girl cum that she could find.
"Ohhh…Oh yes, Jenny…My sweet little pussy slave."
Miss Squires pulled her up and kissed Jenny hard, forcing her tongue deep inside Jen's sweet mouth and grabbing her ass in both hands, pulling the girl into a close embrace. The sound of their kiss was unmistakable as they swapped spit and pussy juice eagerly while my mother sat in her chair, watching and rubbing her own cum drenched pussy.
"Didn't I say I'd make it up to you, Jessie?" Miss Squires rested her chin on Jenny's shoulder, smiling and licking her lips.
My mother laughed and sighed breathlessly, "Yes, you did, Brenda. Oh my God, you did."
Miss Squires pushed Jenny away saying, "Go get the Dominator, slave." And she stood up in front of my mother as Jenny hurried behind the desk, evidently opening a drawer with her teeth as she disappeared momentarily.
"I have something else for you Jessie," Miss Squires said. "Something you're going to love."
Miss Squires pulled off her t-shirt, exposing her small, hard breasts with their hard dark nipples sticking out a half-inch or more. Her abs were ripped and shiny with sweat and oil. I never thought I'd seen anything so sexy in my life as Miss Squires seemed to flex with every movement of her sculpted body. She was strong and feminine and amazingly sexy. I wanted to worship her.
Jenny emerged from behind the desk, standing a little awkwardly with a huge black dildo barely caught between her widespread jaws. It had straps dangling from the base, which was wide and slightly molded to fit a woman's pelvis. When Miss Squires took it from Jenny's mouth and held it up my mother groaned. It had to be ten inches long and thick and smooth with a rounded tip that looked perfect for stretching tight little holes.
"Jessie, meet the Dominator," Miss Squires chuckled as she began strapping it around her waist. "Jenny loves it, don't you, little pussy slave?"
"Oh yes! Mistress," Jenny sighed. "I love it." She sounded kind of dreamy and I tried to imagine her little pussy getting hammered by that monster.
"Touch it, Jessie. Kiss it for me." Miss Squires commanded and I stared as my mother leaned forward, taking the huge phallus in her hands and then kissing it on the tip. "That's it Jessie, get it nice and wet…Mmmm…Help her out, slave. Help Jessie get it ready for her hot cunt."
And Jenny did, bending over so I could see her shiny pink pussy from behind. The sound of her and my mother licking and sucking Miss Squires' fake cock filled the room and I could picture their mouths side by side, their tongues playing across each other as they worked to get it wet.
Finally Miss Squires decided that her black cock was wet enough. She pushed them back so she could stand up, lifting my mother out of the chair and pulling her to bend over the desk.
"Are you ready, Jessie?" she asked softly and my mother moaned in reply. Miss Squires rubbed my mother's ass through her skirt, which had been pulled down to cover her as she lay on her stomach with her legs spread and feet on the floor. "Here it comes, Jessie."
I had a perfect view as Miss Squires yanked my mother's skirt up around her hips, exposing her soft white thighs above the dark stockings she wore. Mother's light brown pubic hair did nothing to hide her dripping cunt and Miss Squires rubbed the head up and down my mother's slit for a moment, teasing her and telling my mother to beg for it.
"Yesss Brenda…Fuck me…Fuck me with it…Put it in me now…Please!" My mother's voice trembled with desire and Miss Squires didn't make her wait any longer than necessary.
"Still the horny slut I remember," Miss Squires chuckled as she adjusted the smooth tip of the dildo between my mother's greasy labia, flexing her butt cheeks as she started pushing slowly inside that pretty pussy.
"Ohhhh…God it's too big!…Oh my God…Brenda!" My mother was almost screaming, but she didn't want Miss Squires to stop, that was plain as day.
Mother was trying to push herself back on that big dick even as Miss Squires put her left foot on the desk, trying to get more leverage before thrusting forward with a loud grunt of approval. I watched mesmerized as inch by inch that big black cock sank deeper inside my mother's dripping cunt.
Jenny moved around to the other side of the desk, driven by nothing but her own feverish desires. She began kissing my mother, nibbling at her neck and ear until my mother turned her face and let Jenny push her wriggling tongue between her lips. I watched my mother suck it like a little pink cock while Miss Squires dug her fingers into my mother's hips, ramming her dildo as deep as she could into the burning cunt beneath her. I bit my lip and pressed my thighs desperately together while Miss Squires held that cock unmoving in my mother's womb, merely grinding her own pussy against the hard molded base, groaning with lust and urging my mother to take her pleasure from Jenny's mouth.
"Oh, fuck yes…Kiss that little girl, Jessie! Suck her tongue…That's it…That's it…Fuck her mouth, Jessie…" Miss Squires moaned.
And my mother shuddered and I could see her trying to push back, rolling her hips as if she could screw that huge cock even deeper into her cuntal canal. She had all ten inches inside and Mother wanted more. She was begging for it, gasping into Jenny's mouth while they kissed desperately. Miss Squires was digging her thumbs into my mother's ass, pulling her pale cheeks apart so she could the very base of her dildo rubbing against my mother's clit.
"Ohhh…You're so fucking hot, Jessie!" Miss Squires groaned as she began fucking the Dominator in and out.
I could see the tightness of my mother's pussy as it stretched around the thick black shaft, gripping and tugging against its eager assault. Miss Squires fucked my mother hard for several minutes, slapping her ass and driving the cock deep with every thrust so that Mother's body jerked forward only to be pulled back again by the hands that held her hips. When the tapered head finally emerged, slipping out with a soft squishy flood of juice, my mother moaned and lifted her head, begging for Miss Squires to put it back. But Miss Squires ignored her, pulling away completely and walking to where Jenny still stood, bent over the desk and licking my mother's flushed face.
"You're arms must be tired, slave. Come here." Miss Squires breathed, catching her breath and smiling.
She turned Jenny around and undid the clips that bound her wrists behind her back. Jenny stretched her limbs for a moment and then immediately thanked her Mistress, dropping to her knees to suck the dildo now covered with my mother's juices.
"Good little pussy slave," Miss Squires murmured, stroking the side of Jenny's face with her fingers. "You know what to do."
My mother had turned to her side, heedless of the few papers left on Miss Squires' desk, knocking them onto the floor as she spread he legs and fingered her pussy. I could the dull pink of her lips, swollen with excitement and still stretched from the big dildo that had been inside her a few minutes before. She clawed at her blouse, freeing her braless breasts to the cool air and gave soft cries of pleasure. My mother's nipples were hard and brown and beautifully erect above the firm globe of her tits and they drew Jenny's immediate attention.
I watched my best friend give the dildo in her mouth a final soft suck and let it fall out as she moved to take one of my mother's breasts in each hand. She kneaded the soft fullness gently, rubbing her thumbs across the nipples, before bending over to take one in her mouth. My mother whispered encouragement and arched her back, cradling Jenny's head as she fed the girl her tits. Miss Squires took a position behind Jenny, spreading her legs and positioning the huge black cock at the entrance of her tight little cunt. I was certain it would never fit, regardless of what I'd heard earlier; it looked much too large for my petite young friend.
Jenny lifted her mouth as Miss Squires pushed inside her pussy, taking the teenager's hole slowly and backing out briefly before pressing a little deeper than before. My mother pulled Jenny's mouth back to her own, kissing her forcefully, locking their mouths together so that not even their low guttural moans could escape. I watched in awe as the little pink flower of Jenny's pussy stretched and molded itself to the monstrous cock invading her body. It wasn't long before Miss Squires had it all the way inside Jenny's little cunt and she began fucking my friend in earnest, sawing the huge black shaft in and out rapidly. Jenny had obviously been used like this before and she loved it, pushing back against Miss Squires so that their bodies came together with a soft wet slapping sound.
Jenny looked over her shoulder, staring at Miss Squires with lust filled eyes as they fucked, only to have her mouth pulled down to my mother's waiting cunt. Miss Squires was grunting with the effort of ramming that cock in and out, breathing hard and slapping Jenny's snow-white ass. She called Jenny her little cunt licker and seemed to enjoy pushing the teenager hard against my mother, making the young girl's body seem to jump forward with every penetration of her sex. I listened to my best friend whimpering and crying out with unabashed ecstasy as she began cumming eagerly. My mother joined her, urging Jenny to suck her pussy harder as one delicious orgasm followed hard another.
And I was jealous then, watching my teacher, the woman who'd so easily seduced me into becoming one of her little pussy slaves, fucking my best friend into what had to be the best orgasm of her young life. And my mother, fucking Jenny's tongue with her cunt, writhing passionately under my friend's expert loving mouth. I wished it was me in there instead of her, or better yet, with her. Wearing those same beautiful clothes, serving Mistress Squires in any way she wanted, unquestioning and obedient, expecting punishment and being rewarded when we got it.
My cunt was screaming for attention and I could barely move in that hot dank locker that smelled of old socks and dust. I felt as if I was going insane and I couldn't take another second of just watching, but of course I did. Miss Squires hadn't wanted me to be there, my mother couldn't possibly know or I don't know what might happen, and Jenny…I sighed…Jenny was doing as she was told, doing exactly what Miss Squires wanted her to do, what I wanted to do.
Miss Squires let them have their orgasms and I thought she was close again too. Her muscles rippled and I watch the tight globes of her ass tighten beneath the wide straps of the dildo she wore. When Jenny collapsed on the desk, exhausted from cumming so long and hard, with her head resting on my mother's thigh, Miss Squires carefully unbuckled the huge black cock, leaving it buried to the hilt in Jenny's tight cunt. She even gave it a little push with her hand to make sure it was all the way in, so that Jenny jerked and moaned loudly. Her pussy looked swollen and red from being punished so hard. Jen's pink labia were stretched around the black shaft, gripping the dildo tightly and holding it ten inches deep inside her sexy hole. I wished I could kiss her and make her feel better, but I'm not sure Jenny would have even known I was there. She looked completely out of it in a happy, dreamy sort of way.
As for Miss Squires, she seemed like she'd hardly gotten started. I saw her stroking her clit, which is pretty big when she's excited, about the size of my thumb almost, like a pretty little cock. Even from where I was watching I could see how it jutted out from the top of her pussy while she rubbed it with her fingers. The muscles in her strong thighs were tight and well defined. Her whole body seemed to glow with oil and sweat. My fingers remembered her flesh, spreading the warm slippery fluid over her body, feeling her muscles so hard and strong and still somehow utterly feminine.
Ummm…Spreading the warmth over her smooth thighs, touching and stroking and making her shiver with pleasure. Sliding my hands up her washboard stomach to knead the firmness of her small breasts, feeling her nipples stiffen like hard little pebbles before I'd suckle and bite and chew them until they became red and raw. Miss Squires liked that, being bitten, and I'd nursed on her tits so many times. My pussy quivered at the thoughts rushing through my little brain, wishing I could cum, just once that night, just a little one to keep me sane.
Miss Squires crawled on the desk, knocking off those few things like papers, folders, and a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Desk Calendar, that hadn't already found their way to the floor. She moved in between my mother's wide spread legs, rubbing her hands along the black silk of mother's stockings. Jenny moved also, sitting up on the desk and watching with lustful interest as Miss Squires lifted one of my mother's legs into the air so it perched on Jenny's shoulder.
"Hold that for me, slave," Miss Squires smiled and Jenny nodded seriously. "Are you ready to fuck, Jessie? I've missed you so much."
"Ohhh yeah, Brenda…Fuck me with your cunt," my mother's voice was a whisper as Miss Squires moved so that she was astride my mothers pelvis with her own.
They were scissored like that, turned sideways to each other, with Miss Squires kneeling and my mother with one leg over Jenny's shoulder and the other over Miss Squires. Her ass was lifted off the desk with her pussy completely exposed and vulnerable as Miss Squires brought her own cunt closer, pressing their pussies together. It looked mildly uncomfortable on the hard wood of Miss Squires' big desk, but somehow I don't think my mother noticed.
Miss Squires groaned as she began rubbing her cunt against my mother's, hugging her leg close and working herself back and forth gently. It was a sweet, slow grind and I could only imagine Miss Squires' hard clitoris working its way between the other woman's lips, slipping and sliding as it nestled inside my mother like a tiny little cock. And Mother's hard clit, smaller but no less sensitive, had to be charged with pleasure as it rubbed and strained against the soft folds and hard flesh bearing down on it. They really were fucking, both them rocking and thrusting in time with each other, mashing their cunts together with greater and greater urgency. Jenny massaged my mother's leg, bringing the dark stocking covered foot to her mouth so she could suck the older woman's toes.
They were all moaning loudly, sighing and groaning with pleasure. The sound of Miss Squires grinding her pussy against my mother's was soft and wet, as though their cunts were sucking at each other. My mother's hands were gripping Miss Squires' thighs as she knelt there, digging her nails into the firm muscle and this only drove them on harder. I could see the taut muscles straining on Miss Squires' back and her ass clenched with the effort of working her excited clit against the humid cunt beneath her.
Little Jenny had removed the dildo and now she stood up on the desk so she could work my mother's foot into her recently well-stretched teenage twat. I stared as she worked the toes inside, tilting her hips and thrusting with her pelvis as my mother wriggled her foot. Miss Squires encouraged her breathlessly, telling my mother to give Jenny what she wanted, to bring the girl off with her toes. But my mother was moving by instinct now as she screamed out her orgasm, bucking beneath Miss Squires so that the younger woman had to hold on tightly and use her powerful body to keep their cunts hard against each other.
Jenny too was cumming, riding my mother's jerking leg and giving soft little yelps like a puppy as she jammed my mother's stocking covered toes halfway inside her cunt, twisting and rocking her body on the unfamiliar shape and size. I watch my friend arch her back as her knees slowly gave way, letting my mother's toes slip wetly out of her as she sank back down on the desk, cradling my mother's leg and bringing her panting mouth to those same toes now soaked with her own cum. Jenny's tongue swirled around the black silk encased foot, sucking loudly and grunting like a little piglet as she feasted.
In the meantime, Miss Squires shook and rolled her hips, crying out lewd obscenities as she joined Jenny and my mother in their orgasmic bliss. She quivered and beads of sweat ran down her tight body, mixing with the juices that overflowed from the two wanton cunts seemingly joined permanently together. They hadn't been separated for a good ten or fifteen minutes by the slow ticking of the clock on the wall and who could say how many orgasms the two women had suffered in delightful pleasure. Only with great reluctance, both of them thoroughly spent but only barely sated, did Miss Squires lift her body from my mother's, laying down beside her to embrace and caress each other, kissing gently and whispering long held secrets.
Jenny stirred lazily, watching her Mistress and my mother, and her hands moved along both women's thighs invitingly. But Miss Squires only smiled and my mother giggled in a way I'd never heard before, childlike and happy.
"You little nymph. Stop that now!" Miss Squires scolded, trying to sound severe and failing utterly in her evening's pleasure. "Get your clothes on. I think Mrs. Welch wants to give you a ride home." She kissed my mother softly on the lips. "I think you two have a lot to talk about."
"Don't…ah…don't bother with your panties, Jenny. You won't be needing those," my mother said, smiling and flushed, and Jenny nodded, raising her eyebrows impishly.
"Then let me give them to you," the fifteen year old said to my mother, giggling and then looking at Miss Squires. "If it's alright, Mistress?"
"Are they clean?" Miss Squires gave my mother a teasing look.
Jenny blushed sweetly. "N-No, Mistress, I was wearing them when I…I mean, while I…" She crawled under the desk and came out with a pair of white cotton panties, printed with tiny red hearts across the crotch. They must have been soaked and Jenny held them up so Miss Squires could see.
"Oh! I remember, I told you to leave them on…but I don't remember telling you to take them off, little pussy slave." Miss Squires looked at my mother lying content in her strong arms. "What do you think?"
"Hmmmm…Don't punish her, Brenda." She sat up and took Jenny's panties from the girl, holding them close to her face a moment. "They're perfect."
I stayed in my hiding place while my mother and Jenny dressed. My friend carefully placed her PVC outfit on a hanger made especially for it, slipping it into Miss Squires' small closet, while my mother folded Jenny's panties like a love note and put them in her purse. Mother fixed her clothes and then her makeup while she and Miss Squires talked and waited for Jenny to put on her skirt, blouse, and socks and shoes. They were all moving slowly, coming down from a good long hard session of girl sex, and they needed to relax. I wished I knew what Miss Squires and my mother were talking about, but I was still so wound up I couldn't think straight anyway. I'd had to watch them without being able to do much more than bite my tongue and squeeze my thighs. Life seemed so unfair!
Jenny and my mother left the locker room, walking close together and laughing softly as they spoke in hushed voices that faded quickly away. I watched Miss Squires, wondering when she'd get dressed as well so I could make my escape, but she only stood there a minute, still completely nude and gently stroking her pussy slowly.
"You can come out now, Amy," her voice cut across the silent locker room like a knife, straight into the pit of my stomach. I gasped and thought she might be bluffing, that she didn't really know I'd been hiding and watching all along. But I didn't believe that.
With some reluctance, but no small sense of relief either, I lifted the little metal bar and pushed the door of the locker open. I hadn't realized how hot it had been in that confined space until I felt the cooler outside air and I took a deep breath, stretching my arms and legs a little, and mostly wondering what Miss Squires would do. I couldn't look at her. I felt dirty with guilt, not only from spying, but from the many revelations I'd heard and still hadn't had a chance to really think about and try to understand.
"Come over here, Amy," Miss Squires commanded. "We need to talk I think."
I nodded dumbly and looked at the floor as I entered Miss Squires' office, smelling the still lingering aroma of girl sweat and sex. It was a heady sensation and almost made me dizzy. My heart was pounding and I heard Miss Squires chuckling, asking me if I'd wet myself. Looking down I could see a dark, damp spot on the crotch of my jeans, spreading like a stain on the insides of my thighs. I'd been so excited in that little locker watching them, squeezing my thighs against my creaming pussy and wishing I could cum. I felt my body burning with embarrassment as Miss Squires stepped close, pressing the palm of her hand between my legs and cupping my sex, squeezing it through the wet denim.
"Did you cum, Amy?" she asked me and I told her I hadn't. "Then you need this, don't you?"
Miss Squires was unbuttoning my jeans, slipping her fingers inside the waistband, along the curve of my hips. The touch of her fingers electrified me as her hands reached around for my ass. She pushed my pants down and I helped, wriggling my ass so she could grab my round cheeks through my panties.
I looked up at Miss Squires, opening my mouth to apologize for spying, to try to explain why I'd been curious, but she kissed me then, filling me with her tongue so that I couldn't say anything at all. My arms moved around her, feeling her warmth and strength, squeezing her hips and moving up and down her back with the tips of my fingers. Miss Squires slipped a hand inside my panties so that she could slide her fingers in the crack of my ass, moving lower slowly. She spread my cheeks as she passed over my anus and further, finding my humid sex from behind. She pulled me tightly against her, so that her hard tits pressed against my blouse and her wet pussy rubbed along my thigh.
"Turn around," she breathed when our kiss finally broke, putting her hands on my shoulders and spinning me.
I gave a soft sigh as Miss Squires pulled my jeans all the way down my smooth thighs and calves, leaving them bunched tight around my ankles. She pushed me to the desk and I moved awkwardly, shuffling forward until I could brace myself with my hands and I couldn't help but push my ass back against her.
"A-Are you going to spank me, Mistress?" I whispered, trembling at the thought, wanting her to punish me hard.
"Not this time, Amy," she laughed, "You like it too much."
Miss Squires grabbed my thin wet panties at the crotch, making a small hole and ripping them wide open so that my pussy and ass were completely vulnerable. She massaged my pussy roughly, feeling how creamy I was inside and out. My labia were swollen and she spread them wide to expose the hot pink interior.
"I think you're going to like this too," her husky voice whispered in my ear and I moaned, thrusting my cunt back against her touch.
Miss Squires kissed the back of my neck, licking and dragging her teeth across my smooth delicate skin. She moved so that she was bent over with me, one hand thrust between my legs and the other wrapped around my ribs, reaching for my breast beneath my blouse. She kept rubbing and pinching my pussy, teasing my clit and bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. It wasn't going to take much and I bit my lip as she pinched my clit hard and sent me over the edge. Miss Squires held me tight and she clawed at my tits, pinching one of my nipples hard, twisting it as I spilled my cum all over her fingers.
"That's just the beginning," she teased and even while I still shuddered weak-kneed with pleasure, Miss Squires knelt behind me, spreading my ass with her fingers and pressing her mouth to my pussy.
I was bent as low as I could get, my legs straining to widen against the bonds of my jeans caught around my ankles. I was humping backwards against Miss Squires' devilish tongue as it worked across my quivering cunt. Juices ran down my legs and even more into Miss Squires' mouth as she began tongue fucking me, stabbing her hard pink tongue deep inside my pussy, wriggling and tickling me, pausing only to suck my labia between her lips. She was driving me insane with it and the wet sounds of her sucking me off filled my ears.
She brought me off again, so quickly that it took me by surprise and I squeezed my thighs against Miss Squires' face, begging and pleading with her in a high-pitched voice not to stop, to never stop doing what she was doing to me. When it passed and I could relax enough, Miss Squires pulled her flushed face from between my legs, breathing hard and licking her lips. I looked back at her, seeing my wetness covering her cheeks and lips and even her nose and chin.
"You're so sweet, Amy. So delicious!" she said, bending her mouth to me again a moment, as if she couldn't get enough. "You have the sweetest cunt I've ever had, girl." She pushed a finger inside me. "So hot and tight…I love your pussy."
I moaned and told her I loved her too and she laughed lightly.
"Of course you do. That's why you're so special, Amy…So fucking sweet…You love everybody." She pushed her finger deeper, twisting it so I stood on my tip-toes and groaned. "I bet your ass tastes just as good too."
I gave a little yelp and then a sigh as Miss Squires pressed her mouth to my ass, running her tongue up and down my butt crack, across my tight anus. She twirled it around, getting it wet and fingering my pussy all the while. She pumped my horny slit with her finger, twisting it around while her tongue worked its magic against my tight little sphincter. She sucked my asshole and I squirmed with pleasure.
I felt her tongue pushing deeper, the tip wriggling inside my rectum, and I was saying "Yessss…Oh yessss…" over and over, it felt so good being rimmed like that.
She ate my asshole for a good long while, pressing with her tongue, wiggling the tip and stiffening it to find some purchase in my tight asshole. I felt myself so relaxed, so wanting it, that Miss Squires' tongue soon opened my virgin rosebud enough to get the tip and more inside. She was tongue fucking my ass and it made me crazy, I had to reach back with one hand, to grab her head and pull it harder against me. I wanted her to fill my ass with her hot tongue. She sucked and worked at me, bringing me off when she pushed a second and then a third finger quickly inside my cunt. I was cumming again!
"Now that you're nice and slippery, we can start your punishment, young lady." Miss Squires stood behind me, licking her lips and smiling.
I squirmed with excitement at her words, spoken in mock sternness, and we knew that anything she did to me would give us both pleasure. I was hoping she was going to paddle my butt good. I don't know how I had come to enjoy that so much, she'd really only spanked me a few times before, but I longed for her to do it again. I probably needed some discipline in my life.
She reached behind the desk and opened a drawer, but it wasn't the paddle Miss Squires was holding with unsuppressed glee, it was the Dominator! The same huge, black strap-on dildo that she'd fucked Jenny silly with earlier. I reached down to feel my little pussy, hot and juicy between the ragged strips of my torn panties.
"Do you…Do you think it will fit in my little pussy?" I asked, then hastily added, "Mistress?"
I'd had my mind suddenly filled with Jenny's sweet little pussy stretching around the hard invading phallus, how she'd shuddered and squealed with every thrust. I pinched my clit so hard that it hurt, and I squealed myself.
"Heh!" Miss Squires grinned at me. "It'll fit, Amy. You don't have to worry about that."
Miss Squires strapped it on her hard sculpted body, looking like some Greek goddess come to life. Her well defined muscles strained as if her smooth tanned skin was only barely strong enough to contain them. I saw her veins, coursing blood and adrenaline through her body. The taut flatness of her tummy giving way to the washboard abs underneath and the way her breasts seemed more like two small mounds of hard muscle instead of the soft fatty boobs other women had. Her thighs were as big around as my waist, but so supple, so well formed, like a dancer's. I loved Miss Squires' legs. She was graceful, and powerful, and beautiful in a way different from everyone else. I loved Miss Squires and I wanted her to love me.
But that monstrous cock! I gulped nervously and just told myself that if little Jenny could take it, so could I. If she'd loved riding those ten black inches, then I'd love it as well. My pussy trembled with tiny cramps of desire. I wanted to be filled. I needed that long cock stretching my hungry hole. I promised myself I'd give Miss Squires the best fuck of her life and I'd already braced myself for it when Miss Squires grabbed a little plastic bottle of something from her desk drawer. I blinked as she started squirting lube all over all over the gleaming black head and shaft, rubbing it slowly and getting it all slippery.
"I'm already pretty wet," I breathed, almost giggling because it was true. I had juices dripping down to my knees.
"I know," Miss Squires smiled at me. "But I'm not going to fuck your pussy."
I didn't completely understand at first and Miss Squires didn't say anything more until she walked over with the Dominator swinging menacingly back and forth between her legs. She began squirting the cool slippery lotion on the crack of my ass, massaging it my warm flesh with her hand and spreading my cheeks so she could work it into my tight little sphincter.
"Y-You mean you're going to…going to…" My eyes became wide as baby blue saucers and Miss Squires laughed at me.
"Uh-huh. I'm going to fuck that slutty little ass of yours, girl."
She shoved two fingers into my now very well lubricated hole, twisting them as she worked the lube deep inside me. It was a strange greasy feeling, but not unpleasant and it actually warmed me up nicely. Even when I involuntarily clenched my ass muscles, her gentle fingers weren't hurting me at all. But Miss Squires had pretty small fingers compared to the cock strapped around her waist.
"I'm really sorry, Mistress that I spiiiiiieeeed…Ohhhh!!"
Miss Squires hadn't waited for my apology. She didn't even want one. As I started speaking, she put the head at the small virginal opening of my most private place, grabbed my hips, and lunged forward, instantly stretching my unprepared ass way beyond anything I could have imagined. It felt like someone had punched me right in the guts and I tried to move forward, to get away from the sudden pain, but I was already stretched over her desk on my belly.
Miss Squires held me easily, making little shushing noises and not moving at all. "Shhhh…Just stay still, Amy. Get used to it baby, that's it. I won't hurt you." Her voice was soft and as I stopped trying to get away she let go of me with one hand, moving it under my blouse to rub my back.
"Oh! Ummm…" I moaned, blinking back tears as my butthole was stretched around that huge dick.
"That's the hard part, Amy…You have to relax now…Shhh…" her voice did have a calming effect, and standing still like that helped.
The initial pain faded very quickly, becoming instead just a dull achy kind of thing, like a little cramp, but in a different place.
"Here we go Amy…Just relax, baby. Let me do all the work…" she whispered, stroking my back with gentle hands.
I tried my hardest to relax, but I didn't know how. Miss Squires was pushing against me, once more holding my hips with her strong fingers digging into me. She wasn't going to let me go, but determined to keep me bent over and helpless for my very first ever ass fuck. She started moving her hips, back and forth, working that cock deeper with every small thrust.
It didn't hurt as bad as when she first put it in, but I could feel it moving inside me, stretching my body as it seemed to reach right into my guts. Miss Squires would push hard for a moment, making me grunt and groan, shivering with the effort of taking it, then she'd back out a little and the relief was instant, rewarding me with an unbelievably good feeling. I began to yearn for those hard uncomfortable pushes, just so I could feel that pleasure when the pressure stopped. I started pushing back, just a fraction, just a touch, but Miss Squires could feel the change.
"Starting to like it, Amy?" Miss Squires gave a hard little thrust and I moaned, digging my fingers into the hard wood of her desk. "I haven't fucked a virgin ass in ages…And never one as perfect as yours. So sweet and young…Ohhh nice baby, girl!" Miss Squires moaned with me and started pushing harder with one long slow thrust. "Almost…There…Almost…" she spoke softly, until "Ugggh…There…"
She'd driven the huge cock completely inside me, her final push making me literally jump off the floor with shock and discomfort. My bowels burned and I felt like I'd had a telephone pole shoved in my butt. I found I was holding my breath and that made it worse, I exhaled loudly and the pain dulled immediately.
"Ohhhh…Mistress…" I breathed. "…Please…" I didn't want her to move. I was afraid if she did, it would hurt even worse than before and I stood as still as I could. Miss Squires didn't move either, except to rub my back again.
"You do it, Amy. Fuck yourself on my cock…Make it feel good…Trust me, baby…Do it…" she was urging me on, over and over while her gentle hands roamed my flushed skin.
I did start moving too, unable to help myself, I think. It was like I was trying to find a more comfortable position, but instead I found that every little motion of my body brought new pressure someplace else. And it wasn't painful either, not in a bad way at least, it was uncomfortable, but still…I began enjoying the sensations. I could feel the big hard cock in my ass pressing against my vaginal walls, as though my pussy were full too, except it wasn't. It felt strange and good and I started rocking my hips, fucking myself slowly but surely on that long, hard dildo in my ass.
Miss Squires whispered her encouragements, watching my butt move, my hips shaking as I started working myself back and forth on the thick shaft. I was breathing hard and moaning loudly as it really started feeling nice. My belly was on fire now, my body stuffed full and I loved it.
"Are you ready, Amy?" Miss Squires slid her hands down to my hips. "Are you ready for your punishment?"
"Ohhh yessss…" I sighed. "Mistressss…Oh! Oh fuuuuuck!!" I cried out as Miss Squires pulled the phallus halfway out of my ass and pushed it back in, slowly at first, but picking up speed with every stroke. It felt…Good…I decided.
It felt weird and uncomfortable and my ass protested as it stretched repeatedly, but it felt so fucking good right then. Miss Squires held me, pulling me back as she pushed forward and we fucked like that for a good long time, both of us panting, our sweaty bodies slapping together as her pelvis met my ass over and over. The cock felt incredible as it slipped back and forth, moving easily in and out of me so that Miss Squires didn't even need to hold me anymore.
She slipped her hands down to hold my breasts, cupping them under my bra and pulled me upwards so we were standing together. The new angle brought fresh sensations of painful pleasure, the intense sensation of being fucked hard in the ass and loving every second of it. Miss Squires bit my ear, licking my neck, and sucking at my hot skin while we worked that dildo in and out of my rectum with a vengeance. I was cumming hard, my body almost bouncing as Miss Squires worked that cock almost straight up and down into me. I would have fallen if she hadn't held me up. I turned my mouth to hers, needing to be kissed, to taste her tongue with mine.
"I love you…I love you…I love you…" I said it over and over with every ragged breath I could muster. Stopping only when her mouth found mine.
Her fingers pulled and twisted at my nipples, hurting me so that I cried out inside her kiss. Miss Squires drank my happy gasps and groans into her lungs, sharing my very breath. Lightning was exploding behind my eyes and I thought the rapture was upon me. I was cumming so good it was unbearable and I think that was what brought Miss Squires off too. Her body tightened around me and she forced her tongue to the very back of my mouth, searching me, possessing me entirely as she came with me, jamming the dildo in my ass and just grinding, mashing her cunt against the base of it until neither of us could stand it.
Miss Squires moved backwards, pulling me with her as she lifted me in her strong arms, my asshole still impaled on the dildo between her legs. She sat in the chair in front of her desk, and I gasped at the little jolt of that cock drilling into the bottom of my cunt. The thick swell of the dildo found new and tender places, making my writhe with new pleasure. She pulled my back to her chest, letting me tilt my head back until it rested on her shoulder so I could turn my face and lick and kiss at her cheek and ear. I sat with my legs between her widespread thighs, squeezing the cock buried in my tight ass while Miss Squires lifted and lowered me in a steady, urgent rhythm to match her upward thrusts.
She was making me cum over and over again with her dildo, fucking me as hard as she could. Her hips seemed to slam into mine as she rammed herself upwards, her hands finally ripping through the buttons of my blouse and tearing at my bra, stripping it from me so she could massage my tits. We were fucking like wild animals and all I could do was groan and sob with the intensity of it. No one had ever treated me like this, had ever used me so thoroughly. I felt sure she was hurting me, with her hands, with the dildo she rammed inside me, over and over, but I couldn't find it. I couldn't feel any pain at all, everything felt so good, so unbelievably good.
I couldn't keep track of my cums. They were too many and too fast to be distinct, just rolling over me endlessly. My whole body was vibrating, so wired with the effort that when Miss Squires finally stopped and just held me, I didn't realize it at first. She was kissing me, calling my name as if I'd passed out, and maybe I had. I don't think so, but I don't know either. One minute she was crashing into me and I was cumming like I'd never cum before, and the next it was quiet and still, and she was holding me gently, kissing me and stroking my hair. I felt so tired, just drained completely, and I felt Miss Squires arms around me, so I put mine over hers, so we were both hugging me.
I turned my face to look in her eyes. "I came," I whispered and Miss Squires laughed.
"Oh, really?" She nuzzled my neck, burying her face in my hair, damp with sweat, and nipped my flesh gently. "So did I," she said lazily.
The dildo was still buried in my ass, every last inch of it as I sat on her lap, but I didn't mind. It didn't hurt at all, it just filled me up with a deep warmth. I shifted on it slightly and Miss Squires murmured "Shhh…Don't move."
"Were you…" I started saying and then changed my mind, knowing the answer already. "Why didn't you tell me you knew my mother, Mistress?"
"That was a long time ago, Amy. When I was younger than you are now." Miss Squires closed her eyes and opened them slowly. "I didn't know she was your mom until yesterday."
"But why was she mad at you?" I was trying to make some sense of what had happened earlier. "And if she was mad at you, why did she…you know, do it with you?" And then I had another question, "And how did you know about Jenny and my mother? I didn't even know!"
Miss Squires was laughing at me, pulling me even tighter, if that was possible. "Ohhh, Amy. You have so many things to learn. Don't worry about Jenny," she kissed my cheek. "She's a little angel and couldn't hide anything from me if I was blindfolded. Neither can little spies like you," she smiled at my blushing face. "Jessie wasn't mad at me, she was just…She was sad about a lot of things that happened before you were born and she thought that part of it was my fault."
"What was your fault?" I asked.
"Nothing. That's why she wasn't mad, because it wasn't my fault and it wasn't hers, but it helps to feel better sometimes if you blame someone. Or blame yourself, understand?"
"Not really." I rocked on the dildo again, settling down with a soft sigh. "What happened? Did Grandpa Tate…did he really rape my mother? Did he…" I swallowed nervously, "…rape you?"
"When I was little, but not really little, like eleven years old, your mom started babysitting me. But it wasn't like babysitting because we were friends, you know? Even though she was older, we were like best friends, and…"
"Like me and Jenny, you mean? Like…You were lovers?" I'd actually figured that much out, I just wanted to hear Miss Squires say it because that dildo still felt real good and I liked the way her voice sounded so close to my ear.
"Well, not at first, but…Yeah, we did become lovers. I knew I was different, because I liked your mom a lot. Right away, I mean, like love at first sight, you see?" She shifted a little too and I sighed again. "I knew in my heart that I wanted to love her the way my dad loved my mom."
"That's so cool," I said.
"But Jessie's mom and dad, your grandparents, caught us one night, in bed kind of like this," Miss Squires actually giggled a little. "If you can imagine a twelve year old me licking your mom when she was fifteen, right about…here," she reached down and rubbed my tender clit.
"Ahhh…" I nodded quickly.
"Uh-huh. Anyway when your grandpa saw us, he went a little…crazy…He started yelling and he…Well, he started raping your mom and when your grandma tried to stop him he just got crazier."
"And then raped you too?" I was trying to imagine that old man on our porch doing those things and I couldn't.
"Yeah, baby," Miss Squires hugged me real tight. "Then he raped me too."
"Grandpa Tate said Grandma ran off and joined the circus," I said to myself as much to her.
"What? Oh." Miss Squires kissed me softly. "Your grandma kind of lost touch with the world after that night and went to a hospital someplace. I don't know where. Maybe your mom does, I don't know. The police took Jessie's dad and he was in jail for a while, not long enough in my opinion, but even men like that get paroled. I went home and stayed there for a long time, just thinking, you know. Then I finished school and went away to college."
"Okay," I nodded.
"And your mom went to stay with some nice people who had a son named David and he loves you and your mom even more than I do."
"Daddy, yeah. But he's not my real Daddy, I know that." I saw the glimmer of something, but I didn't want to say it out loud, even to Miss Squires.
"Making sperm doesn't make a man a daddy, Amy. You just remember that. You have a dad, and he's a good one, right? A lot better than your mom's was, so don't you start thinking about anyone else, okay?" Miss Squires pinched my left nipple hard so I gave a little yelp and squirmed on that hard cock in my butt. "Or you'll get more than a spanking, understand?" She made it sound kind of joking, but her eyes were serious and I nodded.
"Yes, Mistress." We sat another minute then I said, "Sometimes I wish my Daddy would rape me."
"No you don't." Miss Squires sighed. And then she added so softly I almost didn't hear it, "I wouldn't let him."
And the way she sounded made me wish I hadn't said it, but it was the truth. She had a hard look in her eyes, but not at me, she was looking off into someplace else. Jenny and I called it ‘Whatifland' and I thought Miss Squires was there for just a moment, punishing Daddy…Or maybe Grandpa Tate.
"You ever have a boyfriend, Mistress?" I asked, just because it was getting late and I really wanted to know.
"Me?" she laughed again, lightening the room. "No way. I like pretty little girls like you too much!"
"Will you still like me when I'm really old? Like even if I'm like twenty-five or something?"
"Nope." Her eyes twinkled when I gave a little start and looked at her. "I'll still love you. Always, even when your really old like twenty-five."
I just smiled and knew she was telling the truth. We stayed like that for a while, not moving, just being close until finally it was time to go. Miss Squires called my Daddy and told him she'd found me at the library and taken me to her place for a snack and if it was okay with him, maybe I could spend the night. So that's what I did, sleeping between Miss Squires and Miss Holsum. Well, not sleeping too much.
My mother never did go home that night. She took Jenny to a motel out on the highway so they could talk about things. Jenny called her own mom and asked if she could spend the night at my house, Jenny's mom asked to talk to my mother, like she always does, and then it was okay. I'm sure Mother and Jenny had a lot to talk about, or maybe not. I wasn't exactly jealous, but it's hard having a best friend who sleeps with my mother, especially when they're trying to keep it a secret from me. They're terribly obvious. I'm just afraid Daddy will find out, but he and I have our own secret that we keep from Mother, and from Miss Squires. I don't want her to punish my Daddy. It wasn't rape at all.
But those are all other stories that I'll get around to sometime, I'm sure. Oh! I almost forgot. Mother did let me go to cheerleading camp that fall, saying she'd been wrong about Miss Squires. She wished she was coming along with us, she said, but she knew Jenny and I would work hard and have fun. Especially with Miss Squires there to keep us out of trouble!
Weird huh?