My ex-student
and
The MILF next door
Two erotic short stories
by
ATG
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2012
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My ex-student
One of the perks of teaching is the succession of hot young girls that parade in front of me each day, usually wearing their uniforms in a dishevelled, sluttish way. I wouldn’t want you to think that I’m interested in under-age girls, because I’m not; but one can certainly see how some of these girls are going to blossom when they grow up. Over the years I’ve developed a good relationship with them, especially when they reach the upper years, when the teaching becomes more relaxed, and one can have a more adult relationship.
One girl, Courtney, left the school three years ago, and I recently saw her in the high street, aged nineteen. I was impressed, and got a definite twitch in my pants as she greeted me enthusiastically. She’s a black girl, with beautiful, almond-shaped eyes, her hair straightened and pulled back in a pony tail … and a superb figure – slim, but with flaring hips and an impressive chest. Wearing a low-cut top, and tight jeans, I was certainly in no doubt how she had blossomed with the years.
We got talking. She had obviously benefited from the education system, as she was now at university, and was in a low-rent flat round the corner, having a first stab at living away from her parents.
Without a trace of bashfulness, Courtney revealed that she had had a crush on me throughout her time at the school, despite the fact that I am old enough to be her father. In return I complimented her on her looks, saying what a fantastic young woman she had turned out to be.
“You didn’t fancy me then, though, did you?” she asked, laughing. I admitted that I had enjoyed having her in my class, giving me something nice to look at ... as well as finding her a good student, of course. As I was no longer her teacher, I decided I might as well be honest, so I added that the thought of her maturing had made me horny, and seeing her now was certainly not a disappointment.
My candid reply didn’t embarrass her at all. In fact, she gave me an arch look, and with a throaty laugh she say, “I’ve still got my uniform. It doesn’t fit quite as well now, but would you like to see me in it?”
My cock began to strain in my jeans, and I said, as coolly as I could, that I couldn’t think of anything I’d like more. Within minutes we were back at her flat, and she told me to sit in the living room while she dug out her old school togs.
I sat on the sofa, trying to stifle my erection, which was almost painfully constricted in my jeans. Courtney was taking a while, and I began to wonder if it was some kind of joke, and whether I should take my leave quickly. But then the door opened, she strutted in, and my cock pushed urgently against the inside of my jeans. She was wearing the same uniform she had worn in her last year at school: a black skirt and blazer, white blouse and school tie, which was loosely tied as all the students wore them at school. Her skirt was shorter than the prescribed length, though, and I could see that she wore black hold up stockings, the tops visible under the hem of the skirt. To complement it all she wore high heeled black shoes, definitely a no-no when she was a student. She gave me a long look, and licked her pouting lips with a long tongue.
“So, sir,” she said, in a girly voice. “Do you want to give me some extra tuition?”
I made to get up, but she motioned me to stay where I was. Then she slipped her blazer from her shoulders. I could now see that under her white blouse she wore a black bra, which pushed her magnificent chest up and out, so that it strained against the cotton of the shirt. She ran her hands over the front of her blouse, smoothing it over her big tits. Then she turned round and pushed her round, firm arse towards me, gyrating her hips. She bent over with her legs straight, and hitched her already short skirt up over her brown cheeks, and spread her thighs so that I could see her prominent pussy mound between her legs, bulging against a skimpy, tight thong. “How do you like it, sir?” she asked, running her hands over her smooth brown buttocks and pulling her cheeks apart to give me a better look at her cotton-encased pussy.
Courtney turned round again, and loosened her tie some more, undoing the first few buttons of her blouse. I could now see the enticing lace of her bra, barely holding in her heaving chest, as her shirt parted under the strain of her tits. She licked her lips and knelt down in front of me, wriggling between my knees as she expertly undid my jeans. She grinned as she saw the size of the erection in my pants, and she licked her full lips as she dragged down my jeans, along with my pants. My cock sprang out in front of her face, long and very stiff.
Courtney sighed as she gripped my shaft in a long-nailed hand, and pulled my foreskin down to expose the angry head of my cock. “Oh yes,” she breathed. “Oh, sir, I would have worked even harder at school if I’d known what my teacher was hiding.” With that, she dipped her head and took my cock deep in her mouth. The sight of her big, sexy lips engulfing my shaft was incredible, and she moaned with appreciation as she slid her mouth further down my length, until a good five inches were deep in her wet, warm mouth. She allowed her saliva to dribble down my shaft, to where her hand was gently wanking me, and she began to bob her beautiful head up and down, her tongue swirling around my knob. I put my hands on her black hair and felt her head moving up and down as she sucked expertly on my cock, and she brought up her other hand to cup and fondle my heavy balls, which were churning with come. It was difficult not to spunk straight into her mouth, but with great willpower I forced myself not to let go – I needed to wait until I’d had a chance to fuck her ... if she was going to let me go that far.
Courtney let my cock slip out of my mouth, and she rubbed it lovingly against her cheek as she looked up at me with wide eyes. “So, sir,” she said in a girly voice which made me want to come there and then, “will you take me to bed and fuck me?”
As if I needed to be asked! I pulled her to her feet, and allowed her to lead me into her bedroom, my cock sticking out of my jeans and swaying like a dowsing rod. Courtney lay back on her bed, hitching her skirt up again and spreading her legs. Her thong was very small and very tight, and she rubbed her hand over her pussy as I divested myself of my clothes. Once I was naked I reached out and tugged at her panties, pulling them down her legs to reveal her wet pussy, which she had shaved almost clean of hair – just a thin strip of tight curls spread up from the top of her lips. Her cunt gaped open as she spread her legs again, and I could see the pinkness of her inside, a stark contrast to the coffee colour of her flawless skin. I could also see that she was very, very wet.
It was my turn to kneel between her legs, and I used my hands to spread her pussy lips wide before fixing my mouth to her sweet gash, sticking my tongue deep inside her and prodding it in and out in a fucking movement. Courtney shuddered with lust, and her juices spilled into my mouth as I licked at her gorgeous cunt. She pulled her blouse open and eased her magnificent tits out of her bra, pulling on her nipples as I transferred my attention to her clit, which poked out enticingly from under its hood. I nibbled and sucked, and this brought her to a huge orgasm, moaning out loud and shaking all over, pushing her dripping cunt up against my mouth and chin.
“Oh my god,” she moaned. “Get inside me, sir. I want your big cock in me so much.”
I wasn’t going to argue. I stood up and took my rigid cock in my hand. Slotting the bulbous head against the gaping hole of her gash, I teased her for only a moment or two before pushing my hips forward and sinking my seven inches into her gorgeous cunt, right up to the hilt. She squealed with my first thrust, and I could feel the warm walls of her pussy gripping my throbbing shaft. I kept my length buried deep inside her as she lifted her legs to hook them over my shoulders, and I slipped my hands underneath her to grab at her bottom, grasping her firm cheeks hard. I leaned forward so that I could fix my mouth to her gorgeous tits, and this meant that her knees were up by her shoulders, in turn allowing me to push my cock deeper inside her cunt, so that my balls were right up against her arse. She squealed again, and put her hands around my shoulders, on either side of her legs, pulling me deeper in. I had a mouth full of her hard, black nipple, and then I began to pump in and out of her. It was the most glorious feeling, as her pussy muscles clamped around my shaft, her juices boiling around my pistoning cock. I pulled almost completely out of her, paused for a moment, then plunged back inside, right up to the hilt. Each time I thrust, this gorgeous nineteen-year-old girl gave a loud cry of pleasure, and her splendid tits were shuddering in my face. “Oh fuck, yes!” she kept shouting out as I fucked her hard, pulling almost completely out then powering back into her. Her copious juices were soaking my shaft and balls.
I knew I wasn’t going to last long, and Courtney knew it. “Come on my tits,” she shouted. I pulled out and quickly straddled her slim waist, taking my soaking cock in my hand and wanking furiously as I pointed it at her heaving chest. She held her big globes together, and with a yell I came, spurting my thick white come all over her brown skin. The first jet of come missed her tits completely, spraying over her mouth, and the next two spurts hit her neck and her breasts. Three more globs followed, weaker spurts but still thick and creamy, and I leaned forward to kiss her, not caring about the strand of my jism that coated her lips and chin. She kissed me back furiously, her strong tongue probing inside my mouth and her mouth sucking on mine with a suction that I had already felt on my cock. When I pulled away she licked her lips to clean up the remains of my come; then she scooped up the sperm from her neck and tits, and fed that into her mouth as well, purring contentedly.
Watching her do that helped me to maintain my erection, it was so erotic. She looked down and smiled. “Still hard?” she asked, rather surprised. “That’s good.” I was still straddling her waist, and she reached out to grab my cock, wanking it back to full hardness. Then she pushed me over so I was lying on my back, and it was her turn to straddle me. Now she stripped off the rest of her clothes, except for her stockings and high heels, and she rubbed her pussy up and down on my stomach, leaking out glistening, pungent juices over my skin. She leaned forward and we kissed again, a long, passionate kiss, as her beautiful eyes locked on mine and her magnificent chest pressed into mine.
“You are so gorgeous, Courtney,” I gasped in between exploring her warm mouth with my tongue. “I could imagine making love to you constantly.”
“Well, this doesn’t have to be the only time,” she replied, nibbling my ear before kissing me again. “I always fancied you, and you’ve turned out to be a great fuck. Now, are you really up for another one?”
The size of my erection, pressing into her back as she knelt over my stomach, was all the answer she needed. She started off by turning round so she should take my cock back inside her vacuum-sucking mouth. She straddled my head, and I was presented with the sight of her gaping, pink pussy above my mouth. I grabbed her arse and pulled her down, so that her juicy pussy engulfed my mouth. I licked at her feverishly, feeling the suction down below as she lovingly chugged on my cock, coating it in saliva and taking it deep inside the warmth of her mouth. My fingers were digging deep into the flesh of her buttocks as her hot juices gushed over my chin and into my mouth, and when she climaxed again she was all but squirting spicy come over my face. Thank goodness I had already come once myself, otherwise I would have filled her mouth with my jism before I had the chance to bury my cock once again in her pussy, which was where I wanted it.
After I had managed to bring her off yet again, Courtney lifted her pussy from my mouth, still shaking from her orgasm, and pulled her own lips reluctantly from my throbbing shaft. She turned around again, and knelt over my prick. Using one hand to splay her pussy lips wide, she took my cock with the other and slotted it into the entrance to her pink haven. With a gasp of delight she sank down onto my cock, and ground her cunt down onto my groin so that I was embedded to the root inside her. I reached out to grasp her large, heaving breasts, and I squeezed and massaged them roughly as she began to bounce up and down on my cock. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open, and she squealed each time she impaled herself deeply on my tumescent shaft. Leaning forward, she put her hands on each side of my head, and used that purchase to bang herself up and down with more force, desperate to feel the entire length of my prick with each downward thrust. “Fuck me! Fuck me!” she panted with each bounce. “Fill me up and make me squirt!” Hearing her saying these things brought me even closer to the edge.
We both came together this time. With a final push downwards she screamed out with pleasure, and her whole body shuddered in climax. At the same time my boiling cock erupted, gushing my spunk deep inside her cunt like a volcano. I seemed to come for ever, and I felt each jet of spunk as it exploded out of the end of my prick. Courtney arched her back and let out a wail as she felt my sperm gushing inside her; then she collapsed on top of me, nuzzling her face into my neck and grinding her gorgeous tits into my chest.
We cleaned ourselves up after that and left her flat, enjoying a lingering kiss before going our separate ways: Courtney had to go to the library, and I had shopping to do. We made sure we had each other’s phone number, and since then we’ve met up quite a few times, at least once a week. We’ve had drinks, and dinner a couple of times; but we always end up back at her flat, where she dresses up in her uniform and I get to fuck her senseless while she’s wearing it. I can’t say how many pints of come she’s drunk from my cock, nor how much has smeared itself over her gorgeous body or shot up her hungry pink quim, but I can say that she’s had a good amount of protein over the weeks.
The MILF next door
My flat has a small terrace garden, which is not overlooked by any of my neighbours, except for an accountants’ office, which has a small window high up on the wall. I always imagined that the window was too high for the workers there to look out over my garden; and I normally only go out there at the weekends, anyway.
I am a teacher, so this last vacation I took the opportunity, when the good weather finally appeared, to sunbathe in my garden. I laid out a beach towel, made a coffee and took out a book, and stripped down to my briefs.
After I had been lying out there for half an hour I heard the noise of a window being closed, and realised it was the window of the accountants’ office. As it was a week-day, they were of course working.
I didn’t think about it any more, but a short while later I heard a knock on the front door. I was a bit irritated, but I quickly pulled on a T-shirt and trousers, and walked through the kitchen to answer.
A woman stood at the door. She was about 40, I reckon, very good looking and with what looked like a nice figure – busty and plump, without being at all fat. She wore a pencil skirt and a crisp blouse, with high heels – very sexy, in fact. There was a definite twitch in my pants.
“Hi,” she said, with a big grin on her face. “I’m Maggie, one of the accountants next door. I wanted to talk to you about your sunbathing.”
I was a bit surprised, and wondered what the problem was. “OK?” I replied, rather suspiciously.
To my surprise, the woman stepped up into my flat, and pushed the door to. “It’s my lunch-hour,” she said, “so I have plenty of time to talk to you about it.”
She then grabbed my shoulders and moved her face up to mine, planting a sloppy kiss on my lips. “Well, not talk, exactly. Where’s your bedroom?”
I was still standing in the hall, totally bemused, as she strode off down the hallway. She went straight to the door of my room, and I followed her inside, shaking off my surprise and wondering whether she was about to seduce me – well, her behaviour in the minute she had been inside my flat indicated that she was.
In my bedroom she laughed as she saw the three or four magazines that were lying open on my bed – well, during the vacation I have plenty of time to wank. “No girlfriend?” she asked, reaching out for the button on my trousers. She had them open in a jiffy, and when she pulled them down my legs, dropping to kneel on the floor, I kicked them away. She then whipped off my briefs, and my cock flopped free. ‘Flopped’ is the wrong word, really, because by this time I was rock hard. It’s more accurate to say that it sprang free, rising proudly in front of her face.
“Hmm, nice cock,” was all this sexy MILF said, before she grabbed my engorged cock in her hands and stuffed the end into her eager mouth. She gobbled on it hungrily for ages, and it felt amazing. It looked great, too, seeing this sexy woman in a smart business suit, kneeling down in front of me and bobbing her dark head up and down on my meat. I tried to keep my mind on other things, but it was difficult to ignore what was going on, and after a while I felt my prick twitching. “I’m coming,” I warned her. She ignored me, just continued gobbling away, pushing her mouth as far down my shaft as she could. With a shout of lust I unloaded into her mouth. Maggie jerked her head back as my spunk sprayed into the back of her throat, and then she steadied herself and held her mouth open, so I could see the final spurts of come jetting into her mouth.
Holding my jism in her mouth she got to her feet, and quickly ripped her blouse open, to reveal a pair of deliciously large, but quite firm tits, barely held in place by a lacy bra. Now Maggie grinned and parted her lips, allowing my copious load to dribble down her chin and drip onto her fantastic cleavage. If anything was going to make my wilting cock stand straight up in the air again, it was that sluttish display. I watched in tumescent fascination as she quickly got rid of her skirt as well, so that she stood in front of me in bra, a lacy black thong, and high heels, with my sperm leaking down between her magnificent breasts and dribbling down her soft, slightly rounded tummy.
“Fucking hell,” I breathed. “That’s the sexiest thing I’ve seen in years.”
Maggie laughed, and quickly unhooked her bra, letting her big, firm breasts burst free. “I’ve had my lunch,” she said, scooping up some of my come from her stomach and slurping it in her mouth, making a big show of swallowing it. “What about you?”
I pushed her back onto the bed, and lowered my mouth to her superb breasts. Licking and nibbling, I began to feast on her spunk-covered tits. They were soft and yielding, but firm enough, and her nipples stuck out like rubber buttons – I licked and chewed on them like a man possessed, while at the same time kneading those gorgeous globes. Maggie was loving it, moaning loudly and rubbing her hands over mine, helping me squeeze her tits, and down over her stomach as I gobbled on her nipples. She pushed one hand inside her tight lacy knickers and began to rub at her pussy, which I hadn’t yet had the pleasure of seeing. After a few minutes, then, I moved one hand down to join hers – my mouth was still fixed to one of her nipples, and my other hand still massaged her beautiful tit-flesh; but I slipped my fingers down the front of her lacy thong and began to rub the swollen lips of her cunt, which were already soaking wet, and gaping open, due to her own ministrations.
This really got Maggie going, and she parted her legs as far as she could to allow me to get to her. As my fingers were sliding in and out of her pussy, my cock grew harder than ever, and nudged against the lacy fabric of her thong. I had to get that off!
I stepped away and peeled down her now soaking knickers, and Maggie opened her legs wide again, giving me unrestricted access to her juicy pussy. She obviously trimmed it, but she wasn’t totally shaven, so I stroked the short hairs above her cunt before kneeling on the floor and fixing my mouth to her hot slit. I held her lips apart with the fingers of one hand as I dragged my tongue up and down; then I poked it in as far as I could, eliciting cries of pleasure from my new lover. She was mauling her breasts as I licked her out, and urging me on feverishly. I flicked her clit and plunged my tongue back inside her, and carried on with this for some time, alternating between tickling her bud and exploring the depths of her pussy. She was washing my face with her pungent juices, until her come was all over my cheeks and chin.
“Oh God,” Maggie yelled. “Just fuck me, now. Get your cock deep inside me! I need a cock inside me!”
How could I refuse such a request? I stood up, took hold of my rigid cock to place the fat end at the entrance to her gaping cunt, and drove it inside her, right up to the hilt in one fast, easy thrust. She raised her legs and held on to her ankles, opening herself up wide for me, and I started banging into her hard and fast. She was so hot and wet I slid in and out easily, and I leaned in to nibble at her nipples again as I powered into her cunt.
It was over all too quickly. Despite the fact that I had come once already, into her mouth, this was all too sexy, and it was only a couple of minutes before my cock swelled up again. With a cry of ecstasy I thrust forward and buried myself right to the root inside her, and let go, flooding her cunt with my spunk. Maggie came too, rubbing her clit to help bring herself off; her juices soaked my balls and left puddles on the duvet.
After we’d got our breath back, Maggie popped into the bathroom to clean herself up; then she got dressed – leaving me her soaking knickers as a keepsake – and took herself back to work. I spent the afternoon sniffing at the crotch of her panties, but I didn’t have to worry about mere memories, as she was back the next day for another feverish lunchtime shag … and the day after (which was the day she asked me to fuck her arse, and I splurged my jism deep in her anus). I’m looking forward to the summer vacation, when I’ll be out in the garden every day – well, until lunchtime, at least!
A note from the author
I hope you enjoyed these two short stories. No doubt there will be more in the future.
However, please look out for the erotic novella that will be coming out later this year. Entitled Vaspen’s Lair, it is a sexy science-fiction novella, describing the erotic adventures of Colonel Elinor Vargas. Colonel Vargas is a member of the Galaxian High Command, an experienced space warrior, proficient in all manner of weapon and galactic warfare. She also happens to be extremely beautiful, with a body to make planets shudder with anticipation of her landing! She knows it, too, and is not above using her sexuality to get the job done.
In her first adventure, Elinor Vargas is sent to rescue her fellow officer, Captain Alice Jaeger, from the clutches of the evil galactic drug-lord, Vaspen. Elinor has only recently escaped Vaspen’s lair herself, and she knows exactly what horrors and torments her friend must be suffering. Armed to the teeth, Elinor sets off to destroy the evil drug-lord, and save her friend.
But even Elinor’s military skills are not enough for this mission, and she soon finds that the only way of defeating Vaspen is to summon up her ‘other’ skills. She must use her splendid tits and gorgeous pussy to devastating effect, if she wishes to leave Vaspen’s Lair alive.
A sample of Vaspen’s Lair, the first erotic adventure of
Colonel Elinor Vargas
... "Colonel Vargas, and Captain Jaeger," Vaspen said, standing in the doorway of the small cell where the two officers had been held for the past two days. "I regret the pain that you have had to suffer, but you must understand that my business is a dangerous one and I cannot have the authorities hounding me throughout the galaxy as you two have. This really must be the end."
"Set us free, Vaspen," Alice snapped, the strength in her voice belying the weakness of her body, exhausted from the hours of torture. "If we go missing, the Galaxian High Command will spare nothing in their efforts to find you. You’ll never escape."
Standing there, proud and defiant, Elinor and Alice were a daunting pair, despite the indignity of their captivity and torture. Their clothes were ripped and torn, their hair and skin dirty and burned; but, as Vaspen looked them over, he was excited by the heaving of their breasts, all but exposed to his gaze. His eyes focussed for a moment on the one bead of sweat that ran from Elinor's long neck, down over the exposed skin of her chest into the deep cleavage of her bosom.
"Hmm," he murmured, raising a hand to stroke his chin. "Maybe I should not kill you both. Captain Jaeger, you might just be right. But I cannot let you both go. No, no, no, that would not do. However...."
He snapped his fingers and two of his guardsmen appeared, their knuckles white around the barrels of their SP15s – those most deadly of weapons, which emitted a burst of laser fire capable of cutting a man (or a woman) in two. "Take these two ladies to the Pleasure Room," he instructed the guards; then, with a final lingering stare at the women – or, rather, at their heaving breasts – he spun on his heel and strode off.
The guards gestured for the women to go. There were only two guards, but both Elinor and Alice knew that it would be futile to try to escape. Elinor, for one, knew that she could defeat both the men in single combat if she wished, but even she was not prepared to risk going up against two SP15s. She reached up and pulled the torn edges of her suit together, as far as the ripped garment would allow, at least. The material strained to cover her jutting breasts, but failed, and the frayed edges sprang apart as soon as she let go, releasing a wide expanse of smooth, creamy skin to the lascivious eyes of the guards. Even in this dangerous situation, a captive under sentence of death, Elinor felt a quick flush rise to her cheeks as the silver material rasped over her skin, and she felt her sensitive nipples crinkle and stiffen.
The guards gestured again, still ogling the tantalising glimpses of exposed flesh that these beautiful women could not hide from them. Alice strode out of the cell first and Elinor followed, now very aware that her suit was ripped right down her back so that the guards, as they walked behind her, had an unrestricted view of her round, firm buttocks and the tops of her thighs as she walked, with no undergarments to shield her lower regions from their bulging eyes.
They passed along many corridors, twisting and turning so that the captive officers lost all sense of direction, until they finally came to a door, through which they were told to go. Passing through they found themselves in a large room, richly furnished with memories of Earth – thick carpets, ancient pieces of art from, Elinor guessed, the early twentieth century, beautifully preserved for nearly six hundred years. She had not spent much time on ancient history in school, but everyone recognised Picasso and Dali, even if they couldn't put names to the works. Dominating the room was a huge bed, with silk sheets and hangings of silk around it.
"This is the Pleasure Room," Vaspen's voice came from nowhere, indicating that there must be cameras and speakers hidden around the room. "I must point out, though, my dear Colonel Vargas and Captain Jaeger, the pleasure is not intended to be yours." He laughed, and the guards pushed the two women towards the bed, before swiftly stepping out of the room.
"Elinor," Alice whispered, a hint of fear in her voice. "What are they going to do with us?"
Elinor looked around the room and put an arm around the captain's bare shoulders. "I think we can guess," she murmured in reply. She ran to the door, but a quick examination showed that there was to be no way out unless the guards returned. "Keep calm," she instructed Alice. "We will find a way out, I promise."
They waited for ten minutes, perhaps, sitting on the edge of the bed, darting fearful glances around. Then Alice gave a gasp and grabbed at Elinor's arm, pointing to the wall where the Picasso hung.
A section of the wall had swung inwards and two large shadows emerged from the gloom. Vaguely humanoid in shape, they were both well over six feet tall, with massive shoulders supporting shaggy heads that were only vaguely human. Their arms were heavy with muscle, the hands huge, with very long fingers, while between their thighs their sexual organs swayed with every step. And what organs they were! Elinor's eyes bulged as she watched, transfixed, and she felt Alice's grip on her arm tighten, the captain's breathing quickening.
"This is not good," Elinor breathed, as the two mutated forms approached.
Elinor stood up, defiant, facing the monstrous brutes. "Leave us alone," she ordered. "We demand to be freed."
The creatures stopped in their tracks and looked at each other, puzzled. Then they shrugged (at least, it looked like a shrug) and came on. The first one grabbed Elinor by the arms and pulled her close in a strong bear hug. She kicked and struggled, but she was held in a vice like grip by a creature far superior to her in strength. Her face was pushed into its massive chest so that she felt suffocated and her feet dangled a foot above the floor, vainly kicking against the creature's shins. Her hands were pinned to her sides and she suddenly realised that, the more she struggled, the looser her torn and ragged suit was becoming. She felt the creature's huge hand run over her naked buttocks and over her thighs, before those long fingers grasped the bottom of the torn suit and savagely ripped it away. She gasped as the material that had preserved her modesty was whipped away from her, leaving her magnificent breasts crushed naked against the hairy chest of the brutish creature that held her to him. With a start she realised that she still had her boots on, and it almost made her laugh. But she was starting to have trouble breathing as her face was held so close to the creature's body, and she began to panic.
Suddenly the creature moved her, twisting her round in his vice-like grip. Her arms were still pinioned to her sides, but her back was against his body and her face was freed as the brute directed her gaze to the bed. She began to kick again, but the creature's other arm reached down to hold her legs, his thumb slipping between them, dangerously close to the light covering of hair at the tops of her thighs. Elinor gasped involuntarily as the long digit brushed, just once, the sensitive lips of her pussy, and in that moment she felt the first stirring, against the backs of her legs, of the creature's monstrous phallus.
But her gaze was directed towards the bed, where Alice Jaeger was still struggling with the second creature. It had thrown her onto the bed and, with one almost casual movement, ripped away the rest of her clothes. She now lay naked on the bed, squirming and kicking and punching at the brutish hulk that loomed over her. It forced her legs apart and knelt between her thighs, reaching out to grasp at her quivering breasts with their hard, dark nipples. The creature's mouth opened, exposing two rows of sharp, yellowing teeth, and at last Elinor saw its tongue – long and sinewy, dripping saliva onto Alice's taut stomach and gathering in a pool around her navel. Elinor found this strangely erotic and she felt a tingle up her spine as she watched with fascination as the stream of saliva traced down Alice's body to the hollow between her hips, soaking into the wispy hair and making it glisten. With her back arched, thrusting her large, firm breasts towards the ceiling, Alice also felt the sensation of the creature's hot saliva dribbling over her crotch, and for a moment she relaxed, her thighs opening wider in reflex. Her pussy lips parted slightly and the little bud of her clitoris peeped out from under its hood, her own juices glistening on the exposed pink lips.
Elinor stared, fascinated, as the creature holding Alice reared up, and the organ between its legs began its slow ascent, hardening and growing into a long, thick rod of iron-like muscle. It was similar to a human penis, but an exaggerated version, not just in size. The veins that ran along its length protruded more, pulsating angrily, while the foreskin drew back to reveal a huge, blunt helmet that screamed an angry red. Alice lay shaking as she stared wide-eyed, her breasts quivering and her thighs shaking as the creature pushed her knees wide apart. Then the creature sank down and touched the head of its massive, mutated cock to the lips of her sex ... paused ... and thrust inside her.
Alice screamed, from pleasure as much as from pain, and Elinor could see the sweat that immediately started pouring from her face and her jutting breasts. The creature started pumping and thrusting into Alice's delicate pussy, which barely accommodated the swelling, monstrous cock. Elinor felt her own pussy tingling as she watched, aware that the creature was forcing itself onto her colleague yet unable to stop herself from becoming aroused at the sight. She licked her lips as she watched, wishing that her hands were not pinioned to her sides, so that she could plunge her hands between her legs to relieve some of the aching that built up inside her. She was almost relieved, therefore, when the creature that was holding her used its strong fingers to part her thighs, and she felt its long finger begin to probe at the entrance to her own cunt. The long digit pushed inside and sank up to the first knuckle, stroking the hot, inner walls of Elinor's pussy, soaking in the womanly juices that now flowed uncontrollably. Elinor parted her thighs wider, allowing deeper penetration, and she groaned as the creature's finger pushed deeper, up to the second knuckle, and began to move in and out in a fucking movement ...
Vaspen’s Lair, coming later in 2012