Her near-virgin cunt was still sore and tender, and that slow deep fucking was perfect. It gave her a chance to get used to his cock, a chance to start liking it. Jean was sorry for that. She wished he'd just fuck her hard and brutally, hurting her, so she wouldn't get turned on. But she was feeling more aroused and excited by the second.
Each gradual fuck-thrust filled her hot little cunt with that fat pulsating slab of cockmeat and gave her a rush of pleasure that made her want to whimper and squeal. His long stiff prickshaft tugged at her clit, giving her more stabs of pleasure. To her horror, Jean saw that she could really get to love being fucked.
Her cunt was betraying her, going over to the enemy. The more Wylie fucked her, the more her cunt heated, stretched and creamed, eagerly accommodating his deep-plowing prick. She just prayed he couldn't feel the wicked way her pussy was responding to his cock. She couldn't stand the humiliation if he realized that she was loving his fucking.
She tried to think of other things, but it was impossible to ignore those stabs of pleasure as the boy fucked his iron-hard cock in her helplessly creaming cunt. She wanted to jerk her hips to his rhythm and fuck right back at him. She wanted him to fuck her till she came.
That sweet release always felt so great, even though it embarrassed her when she came in her sleep. She'd wake herself by moaning in ecstasy and rolling around in helpless spasms of pleasure. It felt fantastic, but she'd been so ashamed afterwards. After all, she'd vowed to have nothing to do with sex.
Still there were times when her own body betrayed her, and this was one of them. She was horrified at being raped in front of a roomful of guys, but her cunt felt no horror, only steadily mounting pleasure. Wylie was getting more and more turned on, too, and as it happened, he fucked her faster and harder.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, her cunt's nice and hot," he groaned. Then he leered down at her. "You enjoying this, teacher? You like getting fucked?"
Jean kept her eyes closed and didn't answer. She had all she could do just to control the lusty urges of her body, which were growing stronger by the second. The faster he fucked her, the better it felt. She wanted to move with him, fuck back at him, and moan her pleasure. She was tired of keeping her natural needs bottled up.
Jean was realizing that she needed sex as much as any other woman. She'd been kidding herself all these years, thinking she could ignore her body and go a lifetime with no sexual release. She should have known better when she started having those erotic dreams and getting orgasms in her sleep. Her body obviously was trying to tell her something. Now she knew what the message was. Without admitting it to herself, without even being conscious of it, she'd needed a man.
She'd needed exactly what she was getting now, a hot hard cock reaming her cunt deeply, filling it almost to bursting. For years she'd bottled up her natural horny urges, but now they were flooding out and she couldn't stop them. Wylie's cock hammered in her cunt, and she could hardly keep from wailing her ecstasy. She knew she was dangerously close to losing her self-control.
"Take it, bitch, take my cock," Wylie was chanting, his voice raspy with pleasure.
She could hear the other guys laughing, making dirty remarks, thoroughly enjoying her humiliation. It would be just too embarrassing if they found out how roused she was. She struggled to keep her face stern and her body stiff as Wylie pistoned his thick boner ever faster and harder in her fiery-hot little pussy.
But as hard as she struggled to hide her pleasure, there were some signs she couldn't control. Her big tits, bouncing like jelly, were stiff-nippled and swollen. Thick molten pussy cream boiled round Wylie's pistoning cock, then overflowed her crammed cunt and gushed down the crack of her ass. If Wylie had been more experienced with women, he could have seen the success he was having.
"Now I'm really gonna give it to her," he announced gleefully to the class. "I'm gonna give this bitch a fucking she'll never forget."
The guys applauded and cheered wildly. Then Wylie took Jean's long shapely legs and draped them over his shoulders, opening her pussy to his deepest cock-thrusts. He began to fuck into her like a piledriver. Her body shuddered with the impact, her heavy hot tits shaking and wobbling.
"You like it, bitch?" he panted. "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you, teacher, and there's nothing you can do about it."
At that moment Jean didn't want to do anything about it. She was rocketing rapidly and helplessly towards orgasm. The fast hard thrusts of the boy's stiff cock were getting to her, and she couldn't hold back the climax that threatened to rip through her body at any moment. She had to have it or go crazy.
"Unnnnhhh, unnnngggghhhh," she moaned.
"What's wrong, teacher?" Wylie mocked. "Too rough for you? I'll make it even rougher."
Little did he know that his fucking cock was taking her into ecstasy. Thinking only to humiliate and hurt her, he fucked into her with all the speed and strength at his command – and sent her into orgasm. Jean couldn't stop the delicious spasms that welled up from the boiling depths of her cunt and shook her whole body.
"Unnnhhhh, waahhhh!" she screamed.
"Yeah, bitch, I hope you're learning your lesson," Wylie snarled.
She was learning, all right, but not the lesson he thought. She'd tried all her life to deny herself any sexual thoughts or pleasures, but she'd failed. She needed sex as much as the next woman. In fact, thanks to her puritanical life, she needed it even more. She had years of bottled-up desires to satisfy.
"Ohhhhhh, God, ohhhhh!" she sobbed as the delicious orgasm went on and on.
Luckily, Wylie didn't realize she was coming. He just thought she was moaning in humiliation. A few seconds later, she took her very first load of come. She felt the boy's scalding jism filling her cunt and overflowing, flooding down the crack of her ass. Wylie hammered it into her, groaning with bliss.
"Take my load, teacher, aaaggghhhh!" he roared.
There were cheers and whistles, but Jean hardly noticed. She was only aware that the sizzling flood of the guy's come was making her own climax longer and more intense than any she'd ever known.
She knew she was hooked on fucking. No point in denying it. She could never go back to her old sexless life.
"Hope you learned your lesson, teacher," Wylie sneered as he pulled his dripping cock out of her cunt. "But just to make sure you get the point, my buddies are gonna fuck you, too."
"Please, no," Jean moaned. She hoped the guys didn't notice how feeble her protest sounded.
Wylie zipped up, and then he whispered something to Vince and Terry, and they flipped her over onto her elbows and knees. Maybe they didn't want their audience to get bored, so now the teacher was going to be humiliated in another position. They held her on the desk, in doggy fashion, and Terry climbed up and knelt behind her. She almost whimpered with excitement when she felt his rock-hard cock gliding up her cunt.
"Go for it, Terry," Wylie hissed. "Fuck the bitch."
"Awwwwww, shit, she's so tight," Terry moaned.
Jean grasped the edges, of the desk and struggled not to wail with pleasure. Terry grasped her hips and started fucking his cock in her cunt, giving it to her hard and fast. The boy hod gotten very aroused when watching Wylie Nick fuck her, and he wasn't wasting any time.
In the kneeling position, Jean had a much better view of her audience, though she wished she didn't. She didn't want to see that ocean of wickedly grinning faces, and she didn't want the class to see the way her pretty features were contorting with pleasure as Terry fucked her. But maybe they'd mistake pleasure for disgust.
"Unnnnhhh, unnnhhh," she gasped as he fucked her harder and harder.
"Way to go, Terry," Wylie laughed evilly. "Fuck the bitch hard, really give it to her!"