Teacher's Pet Ch. 04

Karen was furious. Carl hadn't just fucked her daughter. He had turned her into a sex slave. Her anger turned to rage when she saw him dangling Katie's panties from his finger. Karen picked up a knife and headed out the door. She had no idea what she was going to do with it. She was so angry she couldn't think straight.

Everything happened so quickly that Karen didn't have time to react. Carl twisted her arm behind her back taking the knife from her hand. Then he slammed her face down against the hood of the car. He pulled her other hand behind her back and tied them together with his belt.

"Is that any way to greet someone who showed your daughter the time of her life? You should thank me, Mrs. O'Keefe. You know, I don't think Katie had ever been properly fucked, and I'm quite sure she never had a cock up her ass before tonight."

Carl pulled her head back by the hair. He rubbed the cum-stained panties over his teacher's face and stuffed them into her mouth. With the knife he cut off her cotton top and tied it around her mouth as a gag to hold the panties in place. Mrs. O'Keefe struggled, but she had nowhere to go and couldn't cry for help.

"You can probably taste your daughter's cunt juice mixed with cum. Katie gushes like a fountain. I guess she gets that from her mother."

Karen quit struggling so she could control her breathing through her nose. The strong taste of cum and cunt juice filled her mouth, confirming what Carl had told her. She could feel her shorts being cut away with the knife. He was going to fuck her right there in her driveway and there was nothing she could do to stop him.

Once he pulled the shorts from her body, Carl ripped off her panties. He shoved two fingers up her hot and already juicy pussy and dug them around inside her cunt. Then he pushed his thumb up her ass.

"Mrs. O'Keefe, you are a very nasty lady. You came out here for me to fuck you. Why else would your pussy be dripping like a bitch in heat?"

She knew he was right. Most of her anger was not because of Katie... it was because her pussy wanted his cock so badly she had been thinking about it all night. His fingers left her body and she felt the huge knob of his cock at her entrance. He pushed and quickly filled the void in her belly. She wanted to hate him, but it was a losing battle. She craved his cock. She wanted to be fucked.

Carl cut off her bra with the knife and grabbed her tits. His cock pounded her pussy hard and fast. He could tell she loved it when she tilted her ass back to take him deeper into her cunt. He pinched her nipples hard, tugging and pulling them until he knew she was feeling pain. She let out a muffled moan through the panties in her mouth.

Karen was on fire. She pushed back on his cock each time he thrust it into her body, driving it deeper and deeper into her cunt. When he tugged and pinched her nipples it was like an aphrodisiac. The pressure in her belly was unbearable. Karen knew that the explosion was going to happen soon.

Carl felt her body tense. He thrust hard and deep into her cunt. He yanked her head back by the hair and squeezed her nipple with the other hand. Juices gushed from her body all over his cock and balls. Mrs. O'Keefe moaned and gasped into the panties in her mouth. Carl continued to hammer her pussy. She could hardly breathe. He pulled on the other nipple. Another orgasm ripped through her body.

Carl noticed a curtain move on the second floor. Katie was standing at the window. She knew this was all wrong, knew that she should get her father or call the police, but she was frozen. Katie saw Carl looking up at her as she watched him fuck her mother. She knew how her mother was feeling with Carl's cock in her pussy, and she wanted to feel the same thing. She moved a hand to her nipple and another between her legs. .

Carl pulled his cock from Mrs. O'Keefe's twitching pussy and pressed it against the hard nub of her asshole. Mrs. O'Keefe stiffened when he shoved it into her ass with one hard thrust. Three strokes later he was completely buried up her dark passage. Carl grabbed her hips and relentlessly fucked her tight hole.

Karen winced at the pain. He had done nothing to prepare her for the invasion of her back door. She struggled, but with her hands tied behind her back there was nothing she could do as his cock ripped into her asshole again and again. Tears streamed down her cheeks until at last the pain began to ease.

Katie slipped a hand behind her and slid it between her cheeks until the tip of her finger touched her sore asshole. She rubbed it in circles and pushed the tip through her opening. Slowly the finger pushed all the way into her dark tunnel. She moved her other hand to her pussy. Carl was still looking up at her.

"You have a tight ass, Mrs. O'Keefe... just like Katie's. She didn't like it at first either, but then she came so hard she squirted pussy juice everywhere."

She felt so dirty and nasty getting fucked in the ass. Not only that, but there was something especially nasty about getting fucked by the same cock that was up her daughter's ass earlier that night. As she thought about it Karen felt herself loosen and her pussy begin to flow.

Carl pounded his cock into Mrs. O'Keefe's tight opening harder and faster. He yanked the gag from her mouth until it was wrapped it around her neck. He looked up at Katie as he pulled it tight and lifted her head from the car. Katie watched her mother push the cum soaked panties from her mouth. Katie was turned on to know that her mother could taste her pussy along with Carl's cum which had seeped out of her body.

Karen was pulled up from the hood of the car by the neck until Carl was fucking her ass standing. He raised the knife and brushed the sharp point across her hard nipples. Karen felt jolts of pain and pleasure shoot through her body. Carl pushed the point into her sensitive tips being careful not to break the skin. He saw Katie watching intently.

"I think you're about to cum, Mrs. O'Keefe. Maybe I should rub your clit."

Karen felt the cold blade run down across her stomach. Carl pushed the handle of the knife up her cunt and fucked her with it. She was so close. She wanted desperately to finish. When he pulled it out and pressed the sharp tip into her sensitive clit she lost it. Her legs became wobbly. Cunt juice squirted from her pussy and dripped down the blade. She tried to scream but he was choking her too hard for any noise to escape.

Katie picked up the fingernail scissors from the bedside stand and raked the sharp tip across her hard nipples as she watched. She now had two fingers digging around inside her ass. Her body was on fire as she watched what Carl was doing to her mother. She moved the tip of the scissors to her clit. She watched her mother cum. Moments later Katie gasped. Pussy juice gushed from her cunt and dribbled down her thighs.

Carl pulled his teacher down onto her knees, grabbed her hair and shoved his cock between her lips. The swollen head of his meat pressed against the back of her throat. He held her head in place and continued to push until he felt it slide deeper. Finally his balls came to rest on her chin. He held his cock deep in her throat.

Karen couldn't breathe and was helpless to do much with her hands tied behind her back. She gagged on his cock and desperately struggled for air until he finally pulled out. He shoved it back in and fucked her face hard and fast, occasionally pushing it down her throat and holding it there. Spit drooled freely from her lips and down his balls.

Carl cut his finger with the knife and dripped blood onto his cock as it moved in and out of her mouth. The taste of blood was stimulating. Karen could feel it in her pussy. She wanted desperately to touch her clit but was helpless with her hands behind her back. More blood dripped onto her lips and into her mouth. Suddenly Karen's body tensed and her pussy twitched. Juices began to run down her thigh.

Katie watched from the window, sucking two fingers while she rubbed her clit. She cut her finger with the point of the scissors and sucked on the blood. She wanted Carl's cock in her mouth, wanted Carl to do to her what he was doing to her mom. She rubbed her sore throat to help remember what it felt like earlier when Carl had forced his cock into it.

Carl pulled his cock from Mrs. O'Keefe's mouth and aimed it at her face. He looked up at Katie. Karen felt the first splash splatter across her lips and nose. Another blast shot into her eye and across her cheek. More hot cream splattered her forehead. When he was finally done Karen's face was dripping. Carl climbed into the car and left her kneeling on the driveway with her hands bound behind her.

"Thanks for coming out to see me, Mrs. O'Keefe. It's good when a mother takes such interest in her daughter's affairs. I'll see both of you real soon."

Carl was staring up at Katie when he sprayed cum all over her mother's face almost as if he were shooting cum onto her face. Katie had another orgasm. She watched Carl drive away leaving her mother on her knees with thick cream dripping from her chin. Mrs. O'Keefe tried to stand but fell over on the driveway. After several minutes of squirming she finally freed her hands.

Karen slowly gathered her shredded clothes and walked naked through the back door. Her knees were scraped by the pavement and her throat was sore from being choked by Carl's cock. Despite all that, her body was satisfied. She tingled all over. She had gone out there to get fucked. The knife was just an excuse.

Katie slipped between the sheets knowing that nothing would ever be the same. In one night her whole world was turned upside down. Katie had become a sex slave to a boy she barely knew. She masturbated watching the same boy fuck her mother while her mother had one orgasm after another as he did it to her. Katie was both afraid and excited about the future.

The next day Karen had a serious mother daughter talk with Katie. Katie admitted everything Carl had done to her and cried on her mother's shoulder. Karen was surprised at how easily Katie agreed to keep away from him in the future.

Katie did listen to her mother, and in many ways agreed with her. Her crying was genuine. She was scared. But now that she knew her mother was a whore it didn't matter. She was going to do whatever she pleased. Agreeing with her to keep away from Carl was easy, but she had no intention of keeping her promise.

After their talk Karen went to see Carl. She waited for his parents to leave and knocked on the door. She stepped inside and offered him a proposition. Stay away from Katie and he could have her whenever he wanted and any way he wanted. To prove it, she opened her blouse and showed him her tits.

Deep down Karen was excited to make the offer. She did want to keep Carl away from Katie, but she had really come there to get fucked. Carl was amused and flashed his smug smile as she talked. He had no intention of staying away from Katie, but he decided to have a little fun with Mrs. O'Keefe first.

"That's very generous of you, Mrs. O'Keefe. We may as well get started. I think that I would like to have you... let's see... this way."

Carl grabbed her arm and slammed her face first against the wall, twisting it up behind her back until she grimaced with pain. He reached under her skirt and ripped her panties from her body. Moments later he pulled his hard cock from his pants and slotted it in the opening to her fuck hole. He shoved hard.

Karen felt his big cock stab deep into her belly. He didn't have to take her like this, but she was glad he did. She liked it rough. Her arm was in pain as he twisted it even further up her back. She tilted her ass to receive his thrusting cock, trying to drive it deeper and deeper into her cunt. His other hand pinched her nipple so hard that pain shot through her head. Karen's orgasm was only seconds later.

Carl threw her to the ground, grabbed her hair and shoved his cock down her throat. He fucked her mouth relentlessly. She could barely keep up with him. Spit and drool were streaming down his cock and over her neck and tits. Her head was tilted all the way back as he fucked his cock straight down into her mouth. She gagged each time he slammed his meat down her throat.

Carl could feel his balls shrink and his cock swell. He pulled it from her mouth and pumped it with his hand. The first blast of cum splashed between her eyes and across her forehead. The second filled her mouth and splashed across her lips. More cum landed all over her face and hair before he was finished. He shoved his cock back into her mouth and down her throat to drain the last few drops.

"Don't move, Mrs. O'Keefe, and don't clean yourself."

Carl reached over and picked up a digital camera from the hallway table. He began to click pictures. Karen didn't know why she let him do it. It was humiliating. He could use them against her. And yet... there was something addicting about it, something both exhilarating but nasty and degrading.

Carl made her suck his cock with cum still dripping from her face. He clicked away. He had her get on all fours, tilt her ass in the air and look back at him while he clicked pictures of her pussy and ass. He made her shove a finger up her ass and clicked more pictures. He put his cock in her pussy and then into her asshole. More pictures.

Car put the camera on the table and set it to go off every five seconds. He pulled a chair into the hallway and sat in it. He made her sit slowly on his cock while staring into the camera as he guided it up her asshole. Then he made her rub her clit and finger her pussy as she rode his hard meat. He reached around and squeezed her nipples hard, twisting them until she yelped. The camera kept clicking away.

Karen could hold back the explosion. She rubbed her clit faster and faster until her pussy squirted with an orgasm. Seconds later Carl grunted and squirted cum into Mrs. O'Keefe's asshole. The camera clicked away as he slowly pushed her up off of him, and continued to click as cum gushed from her open sphincter onto his cock and balls.

"Look at the mess you made, Mrs. O'Keefe. Now lick it up, and look into the camera while you do it."

He threw her to the floor and pulled her face into the sticky mess. Karen put out her tongue and licked his cock clean while making love to the camera with her eyes. It was the most disgusting and humiliating thing she had ever done, and yet she loved it. She had become Katie. She was his sex slave. He could do anything he wanted and she was going to let him. If only he would stay away from Katie.

"Look, I've done everything you asked. You'll keep away from Katie, right?"

"And for that I can have you anyway I want? Well in that case I want to fuck you in front of your husband. I want him to see how much you love my cock."

He told her his plan. She didn't like it, but what choice did she have. At least Katie would be gone when it happened. She was spending the day with a girlfriend. For that she was grateful.

As planned, the backdoor was open when Carl arrived wearing a ski mask. He found Professor O'Keefe in the study.

"Hello Professor. You don't know me, but I know you. Don't move."

The gun he put to his head wasn't loaded, but the Professor didn't know that. Carl tied his hands and gagged him. Together they went in search of Mrs. O'Keefe. Carl already knew that she was in the bedroom. He threw the Professor into a chair and tied his feet.

"Hello Mrs. O'Keefe. Have you ever dreamed of being fucked in front of your husband? I'll bet he's had that fantasy. Let's make it come true. Take your clothes off."

As he had instructed her the day before, she tried to run. Carl grabbed her arm and practically yanked it from its socket as he threw her onto the bed. He ripped the blouse from her body and then her bra. Next went her panties. He left the short skirt. The Professor struggled to get out of his chair, but he could barely move.

Karen couldn't believe the emotions running through her body. She should have felt humiliated and angry. Instead her pussy was dripping like a faucet. She could feel her nipples swell from the tips of her naked breasts. She loved what he was doing to her. Doing it in front of her husband just added to the excitement.

"I'm going to tell you this once, Mrs. O'Keefe, and you had better get it right. You do everything I tell you and I won't put a bullet through your husband's head. One mistake and BANG. Got it?"

Carl put the empty gun to the Professor's head and cocked it. Mrs. O'Keefe shook her head in the affirmative. Carl grabbed her by the arm and threw her onto the floor.

"Good. First you can get on your knees and suck my cock. I hope for your husband's sake that you know how to suck cock."

Karen scrambled to her knees and unbuckled his pants. She couldn't wait to feast her eyes on his big cock and feel it sliding between her lips. She pulled down his pants and looked at the tasty meat hanging in front of her face. Her mouth was watering. She looked over at her husband. He grimaced and nodded his consent. She tried not to smile.

Karen made a show of pretending like she didn't know what to do. She put out her tongue and touched it, then put her lips on it. She watched as it slowly stirred to life. She finally put it in her mouth and felt it continue to expand. When he was fully erect she slid her lips down the hard flesh and swirled her tongue over the swollen knob on top.

"I thought I told you to suck my cock, not play with it. Didn't your husband ever teach you anything, Mrs. O'Keefe? Well then you're about to get a lesson."

Carl grabbed her hair and yanked her head towards him while cramming his hard cock into her mouth. She had no choice but to open her throat. He kept her lips pressed tightly against his pubes until he could feel her struggle for air. He yanked her head away as she gasped and drooled. He shoved his cock back down her throat.

"That's more like it. Now open wide so I can fuck your mouth."

He slammed repeatedly in and out of her mouth jerking her head forward each time he thrust his hard meat between her lips and jammed it into the back of her throat. She was making loud sucking and slurping sounds and drooling everywhere. Occasionally he would shove it all the way in and hold it there until she was desperate for air.

Karen was delirious with lust. The harder he fucked her mouth the more her pussy leaked. She loved it when he crammed it down her throat and made her gag. She couldn't get enough, and she loved that her husband was being forced to watch.

"Why don't we show your husband what a little whore cock sucker looks like."

Carl yanked her head off his cock and turned her face to her husband holding her by the hair so she couldn't move. Spit and drool was splattered across her lips and chin. Her mouth was open. She couldn't hide the lust or the desperation in her eyes.

"I think she likes it, Professor. Look at her eyes. Tell him, Mrs. O'Keefe. Tell him how much you enjoy sucking my cock."

Karen couldn't believe he was making her do this. She mumbled a few 'uhs' and nothing more. She had a feeling about what was coming next, and she couldn't wait.

"Oh... maybe you forgot, Mrs. O'Keefe. Well let me remind you."

In a quick snap of her head he crammed his cock back down her throat. He held it there until she was struggling desperately for air. This time he didn't let her go.

"Do you remember now, Mrs. O'Keefe? Do you think you can tell the Professor how much you enjoy having my cock in your mouth?"

She shook her head. Her lungs were burning. She was going to pass out if he didn't let her breathe soon. He finally pulled out. She coughed and drooled a massive flood of spit down her chest. He slapped her face with his hard cock as she regained her senses. Then he grabbed her hair and turned her face up to look at her husband.