by Writing Shark
Cecilia fits in well
It’s like the last time. When John and Cecilia step into the room they find Kasey Wagner and Zoe Parkland. The two girls have been talking animatedly, in whispers, about the professor and strange, frightening goings-on. And about sex. John can tell by the look on Kasey’s face as she throws herself onto her bed and pulls the covers over her head as he steps into the room.
“Good evening ladies,” he greets smugly. In an hour or two the two young girls will also be among his soon-to-be whores, camgirls and escorts, there is no need for games. The professor puts his arm over Cecilia’s shoulder. The poor girl is quite beside herself, after all her teacher put her vibrator in her tight hole again on the way here. “Verry well you two, Cecilia here wants to practice her new hobby, improve her skills so to say.” He smirks. “She is literally burning to quench her thirst for new experiences.” Cecilia looks at the man with wide eyes, mouth slightly open. Then she whimpers as he pushes her into the room, her camera firmly in hand.
Cecilia knows what her teacher wants from her. And she wants it too. There is no way out for her, she has to admit to herself that she enjoyed being fucked. Unlike the other girls at Hayworth, she doesn’t have the idea of a lonely, steely lady in her head. Cecilia has fire in her. And she knows in the movie business as well as the arts, naked skin is something normal. Of course, she would have imagined her first time differently than a rape, but in the meantime, the horror has given way to a dull curiosity, then to a realization. Cecilia wants it and Professor Clark not only shows interest in her and her art but also supports her to go her own way. As long as he guides her, Cecilia knows that as well but accepts it, given the fact he already has taken from her what he wanted. The last thought she allows is that she will help him conquer two innocent girls. But at the end of the thought process, she wants to come, first and foremost. And she wants praise from the professor for a job well done. If for that she has to show two girls that it’s fun to get fucked, then so be it.
“How…” Zoe stands up hesitantly while Kasey curls up into a ball under her blanket. “How can we help, Professor?”
“Oooofffffuckyeeesss….” Cecilia shrieks. She is lying on her back, legs spread as she saw earlier. “Keep licking… yes… keep going…” She tries to keep the camera focused on Zoe’s tear-soaked face but her rapid breathing and moaning make things difficult. At first, she was nervous but the professor did nothing to correct her and so Cecilia focuses on experiencing her own long-awaited orgasm. She tries to take in her own body, her wet labia and her dark bush, hoping that Professor Clark will see that if she doesn’t do a good job, at least she will make herself available to him just like his other girls. And he seems to like it. Her wet vibrator rests on her belly and wiggles, held up only by her arm pressing Zoe’s head between her legs. “Thank you for making me cum” she thanks the teacher out of breath and turns her head. Then she startles, but then giggles when she sees the man’s huge cock sticking out of his pants.
With big steps, John walks toward Kasey’s bed. Cecilia is in her role and even if the quality still leaves something to be desired, the girl will do a good job for him while he follows the next step of his plan. But first…
Kasey doesn’t even cry out as he rips the bedspread off her body. Her pink panties hang from her bent knees. Curled up in a fetal position, she presses her hand desperately between her clenched thighs. She doesn’t want to touch herself but does it anyways. She is weak. She was weak earlier when she didn’t defend Stefanie and she’s weak now while Zoe is being abused by her classmate. But she is so wet and she is so embarrassed.
Embarrassed not only because she wants to touch herself, but also because she voluntarily spreads her trembling legs for the professor without hesitation. While Zoe sobs and licks on the other bed, Kasey spreads her legs for her professor. He tugs her across the bed by one of her legs, drives a startled squeak out of her, until she hangs with her bottom in the air, her arms outstretched, desperate for support. What would her parents say? Her friends? At least the ones the professor hasn’t conquered yet? If they could see Kasey like this now? Legs spread, her cramped butt in the air, a huge, strong, muscular, evil man between her and escape? An escape she doesn’t want to make.
All thoughts leave her girlish head as Professor Clark penetrates her. Her hymen immediately tears, Kasey cries out briefly, then her cries turn into animalistic, desperate moans.
Mister Clark doesn’t let a second pass and thrusts deep inside the girl. His penis first tears her entrance then penetrates deep inside her and pushes through into another space… Kasey didn’t pay attention in biology class but even if she was as intelligent as Sarah, this girl also belongs to the professor.
And so she moans under him while he fucks her and makes her cunt spasm like mad. At the other end of the room, Cecilia has sat up and swung wide-legged onto her friend’s face. She points her camera at the girl’s tight, slightly bleeding hole between whose legs the used vibrator is stuck.
“Stop struggling” laughs the girl with the camera. “I’m just trying to help you. He’s much bigger than this stupid toy.” At the thought, Zoe groans too, kicking her pajamas off her legs with naive force. Zoe struggles so much that Cecilia threatens to lose her balance.
But Kasey only has eyes for her own deflowering. Fascinated she feels the man in the deepest depths of her womanhood. And then he pulls out of her.
A disappointed moan escapes her throat. And she is angry with Zoe. Why does she have to rob her of her fun right now? Fun? Yes… Yes… Fun… Oh God, what’s happening to me…
“Stay here” the professor orders and Kasey squats wide-legged on her sweaty mattress, stroking her stretched cunt and watching the professor wander to Zoe.
It’s an incredible experience to watch Zoe get fucked out of her mind and Kasey watches in bewildered fascination. Cecilia uses her vibrator, no longer paying attention to her surroundings and films Zoe, documenting how her whimpers and painful moans change until she numbly wraps her legs around the professor.
“No… Yes… Yes… No… Yes…”
The end of this eventful night is all about the man, of course. For the final act, the camera lies unused on the bed. The three girls kneel in front of him, Cecilia in the middle, Zoe on the right and Kasey on the left. His strong hands press their heads together while his cock passes quickly over their lips. Cecilia’s head keeps getting pushed back when it hits her neck but Kasey, eager to prove herself, has her hand pressed into her classmate’s curly hair and keeps pressing her head back onto John’s pumping cock.
“Fuck you little whores are good material” he moans, gripping tighter. Cecilia wants to put her lips greedily over him but Kasey is too much on fire, yanking her head back and greedily opening her mouth. Her big eyes lock onto his and it’s her pink tongue that steers him over the cliff. Shot after shot of his hot cum hits Kasey’s face with force. The girl squeals excitedly but also a bit frightened. Then Cecilia is back, pressing her nails against the cum-smeared skin of her friend/rival and breathing hot against the shot of cum that lands in her hair.
Finally, John grabs poor Zoe and rams her head against his cock. Her teeth scratch him slightly but as a soldier, he is used to pain and enjoys the young girl’s twitching throat until he is done unloading his magazine in his target. When he lets go, Zoe falls back, coughing and choking a large wave of cum from her mouth between her sweaty breasts.
“Good girls,” John gasps, looking at the three young students. “Lick yourselves clean.” He’s too exhausted to disguise his orders but Kasey and Cecilia would have understood and kiss intimately while the professor gets dressed. He wipes his cock dry and clean on Zoe’s pajamas.
“Cecilia, when you’re done here, go to your room. Don’t get caught.”
“Yes, Professor.” A sly smile o her face is prove that he owns her now.
“You are mine now, do you understand?” Zoe and Cecilia nod. “You liked that.” Hesitation, then nodding again, this time chastely, then even with some pride. “You too Zoe.” Teary-eyed, coughing, red in the face and full of cum, Zoe can only do one thing.
“Yes, Professor.”
That would also bring this evening to a good end.
Writing Shark 