WARNING! You must be 18 or over to read these stories of rape and non-consensual sex. If you do not like such stories, please stop reading. This story is all fiction. If you do not understand the difference between reality and fantasy, read no more. Rape is a heinous crime and the penalty is many years in prison. The people who commit rape are despised everywhere. No one is being hurt, and this is pure fantasy. There are characters here who may be construed to be below the age of consent. Any similarities to real people, places or situations is purely coincidental and not intended!
mm/F voyeur
NIGHT IN THE CLASSROOM 2
Night time. In the front of the classroom the desks and chairs have been pushed aside, leaving a clear circular space. In the middle is a single desk. The teacher is bent over it, cuffed to it.
She is young, thin, angular, pretty. She is folded over stomach-down on the small squarish table, and four handcuffs lock her to it. Two are around each ankle, securing each to a table leg, spreading her own legs gently but significantly. Two are around each wrist, securing each hand to a table leg in front of her. Her head hangs down over the edge of the table. Her small breasts are squashed onto the top of it. Her weight on the table holds it down, preventing her from sliding the hand cuffs down and out from under the table legs. The sounds are the clink of the cuffs against the metal legs as she shifts uncomfortably, and her sobs and breaths as she anticipates what is to come.
She is wearing a little black dress that ends mid-thigh, though who knows when she is bent over like this? It's unzipped almost all the way, exposing her back a little. Her hair is long and straight. She makes another pleading sob.
I hear footsteps. I can't see out of the classroom from where I am. The footsteps come closer and two boys in uniform come into the room.
"Wow," says the first. "You weren't lying."
"No I wasn't."
"Miss T indeed," the first says. "That's some hot shit right here."
I can see the fear in her eyes as she listens to them. They stand taking in the sight of their teacher presented draped over the desk and restrained and helpless. For the taking. She lets out a sob and they snap out of the trance, and begin to take what they want. I can see the hungry lust in their eyes.
When the first one circles around in front of her, she gasps out, "Kevin! Let me g-"
"Sh sh shh," Kevin says, finger on her lips. "Think of this as payback for all those scoldings and calls to my parents. hm?"
"No," she says weakly. She starts to cry a little. He strokes her head, and her cheek, tracing lines with his finger. If I hadn't seen the lust in his eyes and heard his voice earlier, I would say it was tender. Perhaps it also was tender. I guess he also thought she was beautiful, cos he said so. His crotch was right in front of her face and he lifted up her chin to make her look right up at him and said, "You're beautiful, and we are going to have a beautiful mouthfuck."
"No, please."
And he tucked her hair behind her ears. For a better view, I thought.
"See? I am even going to do the unwrapping for you." He undid his belt and trousers, pulling them down and letting his hard cock spring out and hit her lightly in the face.
"Oops," he said. "But never mind, you are going to get much better acquainted with it."
She tried to look away but his hand on her chin and another on the back of her head kept her looking right at it.
"Kiss it."
She swallowed a sob and craning her neck, bent her lips to kiss the head of his cock. He took the opportunity as her lips touched his helmet and thrust his whole cock into her mouth in one violent forward motion. Her lips were almost at the base of his shaft as she screamed, muffled by his boner in her mouth. She tried to raise her arms to push him away in reflex, but cuffed to the legs of the desk, her arms could only strain upwards, hands could only open and claw at the air. Her screams probably made him feel good, and in control.
"No teeth bitch," he warned, "or I'll have to hurt you, maybe knock some of them out. Understand?"
She gave a muffled whine before taking a breath through her nose and then nodding with an "uhuh"
"Good girl." His hands went to either side of her head, and then he started the mouth fucking in earnest.
And what a mouthrape it was. He pistoned in and out vigourously, sometimes sneering at her to look up at him, mostly holding her head up so he could look down at her lips wrapped tightly in an O around his cock sliding in and out, eyes bulging with fear.
"Yeah that's right Miss T. Suck it. Suck that hard cock. OOh your mouth feels so good. So warm and wet. You got a great mouth for fucking, you know that? A pretty mouth, in a pretty fucking face. Good thing too, cos you use it for scolding too much eh. It's finally good for something isn't it? Yeah, a great mouth. Great-cock-suck-ing-mouth!" This last said as he thrust with each syllable.
From my vantage point it looked amazing. His groin pivoting upwards towards her face, her nose buried in his pubic hair, his hands in her hair and on her head. And the sounds! She gurgled and choked and sucked best she could, and probably pleaded though all we could hear was "unnhh.... unnhhhg."
He even started rocking her head back and forth in his hands, nearly drawing her mouth fully off him before plunging back in. I don't know if he even knew what he was doing at that point.
Meanwhile the other boy had begun caressing Miss T's back and running his hands lovingly over her butt, then slipping under the hem of her dress to explore further. I don't know what he did but she let out a long moan of complaint and surprise. I bet it must have felt good to Kevin.
I was surprised Kevin could last so long, or could know what to do in the first place. Young kids know a lot nowadays I reckoned.
The other boy pulled the top part of her dress down towards her waist, breaking the thin straps that held it up. He unsnapped her bra, pulling it out from under her (she yelped. Kevin groaned) and tossed it away casually, and ran his hands over her bare back and the sides of her breasts still pressed to the desk. He then flipped her dress up, exposing her white panties, and then after more caressing of her skinny butt while she choked on Kevin's rod, he took a pair of scissors and cut the panties right off. She screamed at the first touch of the cold blade, but after the panties were gone she didn't.
Her ass was beautiful. Skinny and tight and athletic all at once. The boy thought so too, he buried his face in there for a moment before straightening up and undoing his pants, tossing them away.
"Hey Kevin," he said. "Check this out." Kevin slowed down as the boy positioned himself to enter his teacher from the rear. She seemed thankful for the respite for the one second before she felt him at her pussy entrance and he slammed home, causing her to give out a keening mewl which nearly sent Kevin over the edge.
"God damn, Ben! That is some hot shit!" They hi-fived over her bent body.
Ben wasn't all the way in. She must've been too dry for that. He grabbed her shoulders and started working his way deeper, hanging on to her and slamming in, grunting all the way. She yelped with each slam.
"That looks great man."
"It is."
"I gotta get me some of that too," Kevin said. "You nearly got me coming here." He looked down at Miss T's tear streaked face. He pulled out and let go, standing a little to the side. "Don't wanna come too soon for you." lightly slapping her cheek. A long stream of drool poured from the corner of her lip and she spat to get rid of it.
"Oh my god," she said, taking a deep breath of air. "Boys, please -"
But that had to be said inbetween slams. Ben grabbed her by both shoulders again and drove deeper and she cried out, "No!" and "No--nhh!" again as he kept going. She had to gasp for breath inbetween thrusts as Ben worked his way into her. But her voice was a new dimension now. Her cries and yelps and pleading "no Ben no please" turned the two boys on even more.
"Take it bitch! That's right, that's some sweet pussy you got"
"That's right Ben, you tell her! You fuck that bitch!"
"No please...unhh..Oh my-"
Ben pushed her down onto the table as he felt himself getting deeper, knocking the wind out of her skinny frame. The other hand was at her hip, pulling her back towards him. Her voice became a little incoherent at that. A few more thrusts, and he felt himself more or less bottom out in her. He looked like he was in heaven.
"MMm that's great Miss T."
He picked up the pace as it got easier to drive in and out of her.
"Oh, please, no, Ben... No don't do... let me go... -unh!"
"ah you're a real turn on Miss T"
The noise of the fucking and the clink of handcuffs on metal desk legs turned me on too.
He grabbed her hair and pulled, raising her off the desk a little.
"Yeah Ride that ass! Show that bitch how you ride her!"
"This is fucking great!"
She was pleading with him to stop. "You're hurting me..." she said, "no please!... you're hurting me..."
He twisted her hair into a rope to yank on, and she held on to the table legs for support as he thrusted. Her breasts were off the table and Kevin wasted no time in grabbing at them.
"Nice... mm nice..." he intoned.
Ben didn't last long after that. He came noisily as he pulled on his teacher's hair, thrusting first quickly then deep inside her one last time and holding there, growls and satisfied noises rising from him, and a long drawn out "fuck yeah, bitch". He shuddered and shuddered, one hand in her hair, the other squeezing her ass cheek.
"You got a great ass," he said as he dismounted her. She just gasped and stifled a cry.
Kevin took his turn, hungry and eager, hi fiving Ben and sliding into her easily while she said "not again, please!" Kevin went for her hair with one hand, pulling her up and arching her back as far as he could, cuffs clinking against the metal legs as her whole body was dragged up roughly.
"Oh, yes, baby. I'm gonna have a nice time with you from here Miss T."
"Kev--ungh!"
He started poundfucking her even more furiously than Ben had. Her body was jerking forward with the table as he pounded, table legs squeaking, her little breasts jiggling, her voice going "oh-nuh-oh-urh-unghh" and the air filled with the slick sounds of skin smacking against skin, the sound of fucking.
"Oh yes Miss T, you like being fucked by your student? Cos I sure like fucking you. I bet you wish you hadn't been so strict with me huh? Cos now I like fucking you like the bitch you are. This is me getting my own back. Woohoo!"
"No, Kevin, it's not right..-ow!"
He held on tight to her hair in his fist as he fucked. Each thrust pushed her away a little as if she was escaping, and he pulled on her hair like reins to get her back and fuck her even harder as a punishment. And then again, and again.
"Yeeah, this is the kind of fucking you need. The kind you deserve don'tcha!" he cried. "Wendy, you've been a bad girl. And now you're getting fucked for it!"
"No, I'm not..." she faintly said.
He wasn't listening. He pushed her down for a while, pinning her onto the desk, to try a different angle. When he had had enough he yanked her up again so she could "lemme enjoy these tits bitch," pawing them with his free hand. I don't know how long it all lasted, but he came equally noisily, saying "Take that, Miss T, deep in your sweet pussy." as he collapsed on top of her, clutching her and grinding into her til the last. She sobbed.
As if that wasn't enough, he pulled out, still semihard, and came round to her face. He presented his cock sideways in front of her.
"Play the skin flute, Wendy," he said. She hesitated, but a slap from Ben on her behind and smack from Kevin made her start licking him earnestly.
I turned away. I realised I had come twice. While watching them I had been unconsciously stroking myself and there was white stuff on my trousers and on the floor. I stepped backwards silently to look for something to mop up with. As I did I went back to wondering how these teens could last so long, and be so well-versed in sex to fuck their teacher like that. It seemed incredible to me. I would have come in seconds even today if Miss T's mouth was anywhere near me.
And then I remembered something a girl once told me long ago while we sat overlooking the city lights. We were in our late 20s then but talking about when she was 17, and her boyfriend back then. She said he had devoured 'copious amounts of porn' by the time they were together. He had several favourites: to see her drink his cum, she said, and a favourite position to cum in. The two went together. When he said it was time, he would make her kneel down and then stand behind her. He would put one hand under her chin and tip her face up to look at him. Using his other, he would be press his cock along the side of her face, tip at her lips, and when he came, she would have to lap it all up and drink it down, swallowing every drop because that's how he liked it. "He loved seeing me lick it all up and force it down, stray drops rolling out my mouth if I couldn't take it, but I had to not 'waste' those either," she said, deadpan. "Every date would end that way."
I guess if back in those days before the internet kids were that err, "developed", then Ben and Kevin were no surprise except to a ignorant guy like me. I didn't even make it with that girl cos after she finished telling the story I immediately asked her for a blowjob cos she had made me horny and when she refused I grabbed her hand and put it to my crotch telling her "at least an over-the-clothes handjob, c'mon". She slapped me and left, but at least for a moment her hand was on my hard-on.
Throwing a rag over where I thought the white stuff was, I looked back and saw Ben fist-bump Kevin, who then gave Miss T's bare ass a patronising smack before leaving. She shuddered. Lucky kids, they know how to live life, I thought enviously. Ben unchained Miss T, and she seemed meek and dazed, and he half cradled, half walked her gingerly to the table, little black dress still bunched up at her waist, the skirt so crumpled into the folds it almost didn't want to fall back down.
He laid her on the teachers table on her back. She gathered her breath. He played with her breasts for a few seconds while she did. Then he spread her legs and started fucking her again, holding her down when she struggled. He came once more. Watching, so did I.
I swore to myself to stay late in school every night from then on.
