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Taming Billy - Chapter
17
If the truth were known, Billy had very
little interest in nailing teens his own age. With the exception of the von
Dortman twins and his sister, Kim, he avoided his female classmates as if they
had the plague. This is not to say that he didn't have a huge following among
the girls who shared classes with him. His "farewell tour" before
school ended was an excellent opportunity for many of these smitten teens to
get to know Billy up close and very personal.
It seems that there was a very active
market for both teachers and students who wanted to sample the best that the
stud muffin had to offer. The double session detentions were a great chance for
this to happen. Many of the teachers who normally participated in these sessions
were only too glad to sell or trade their spots for cash or favors. Thus on the
first session held Monday that ran from 3 to 5PM, most of those involved were
first timers, and it was an overflow crowd.
Florence and the school nurse were the only
regulars to put in an appearance. Billy was naked and securely strapped
down to the examining table that had
been lowered to about two feet from the floor. A pudgy classmate of his was
equally naked and seated on his face, making sure that his nose was wedged
between her flabby cheeks. She had ordered him to give her puckered poop chute
two hundred kisses, nice wet, slow ones with plenty of enthusiasm or else she'd
smother him until he did.
Naturally Billy had a good solid erection,
having not had sex since this morning's romp in the sack with his mom, who was
still recovering from the beating his thick cock had given her well used pussy.
Making the most of this opportunity was a trio of half naked teens. Two were
kneeling on either side of his steel-like hard cock that rose like a flagpole
from his groin. The third member, a blonde cutie who was a sophmore with high
aspirations, squatted at the foot of the table and gently squeezed his balls in
one hand while she tirelessly stroked the stiff shaft, alternating between the
two mouths that were open for business.
It took plenty of time, but when he
unloaded, Billy nearly blew the head off the teen sucking on his weiner at that
moment. Cum was spurting from her nose and she was choking on the remainder
that went down her throat, some of it taking the wrong pipe. Even the pudgy
girl smothering him had to look over her shoulder to see what was the matter.
The blonde offered the other girl a chance to lick Billy's fuck stick clean,
and she declined. So little blondie got to slobber and suck until Billy's man
club was clean as a whistle.
The little soph then decided that as long
as Billy's cock was reasonably stiff, why not take a ride on the baloney pony?
What started as a canter in the park turned into a frantic gallop on the track
for all the marbles. Billy did his damnedest to get off, but the time between
was too short thanks to the way the little blonde was bouncing up and down on
his cock. She was going hell bent for election and wound up tiring herself out
totally. Fortunately there was a young teacher who was there to check out the
stud muffin and she mounted up and rode him to a furious finish. He pumped a big load of
wigglers deep inside her twat and she grunted with pleasure and gave his cock a
good squeeze with her well toned cunt muscles.
The line of teachers and students waiting
for a chance to sample Billy's cock and tongue stayed constant until Florence
informed everybody that she was going to have a nice long ride on her favorite
stud muffin, thus ending the first session of detention for the youth. Those
who didn't make it to the teenager were told to return tomorrow and they would
be the first serviced by Billy, that is unless he was intensive care once
detention was over and he made another appearance at one of the many houses and
apartments filled with hot and horny women just itching for a turn on his dick.
Quite a few of the students were shocked
to see a teacher as old as Florence showing it all after she stripped down and
proceeded to mount the half-hard cock of the teen stud. When she leaned over
and presented him with her droopy tits to suck, he went for them like a
drowning man to a life preserver. There were a number of excited conversations
between both teachers and students as to what power did Florence have over the
youth who was sucking her tits noisily and at the same time beginnig to thrust
up into her well stretched, well aged pussy.
Florence really put the youth through his
paces, controlling his cock with her experienced pussy. If he started pounding
her too hard, she merely hopped off his thrusting cock and waited for it to
cool down so it could be ridden hard once more. She was still going strong when
the women and teens who had signed up and paid for their spot in detention
session two began moving into the room where Florence was fucking Billy to a draw. A few of the students kneeled down
and got a good close look of Florence's old pussy wrapped tightly around the shaft
of Billy's cock as he mindlessly stroked in and out of that warm wet cunt that
seemed to roll with the punches he delivered.
Finally Florence leaned forward and
started to shudder as the orgasm she was working for finally appeared and away
she went into outer space. Billy bellowed like a bull and redoubled his efforts
to punch his cock clean through Florence's leathery fuck tunnel. He hosed her
cunt walls with a thick coating of teen boy cum and she moaned and quivered as
the orgasm continued to build and build. Both Billy and Florence were seeing
stars and hearing rockets going off as they climaxed together, a rare event
these days.
Florence couldn't help showing off the
power she had over the teen stud. She lifted her graying pubes from his stickly
groin, and moved up until her dripping, oozing snatch was hovering over his
mouth. Billy stuck his tongue out as far as it could go and she dropped her
twat down to meet it. Gradually she made a seal to his mouth and he began to
noisily suction his cum from her warm,
wet fuck tunnel. Most of the audience
was astonished, while some were grossed out by this performance because of her
wrinkled skin, droopy tits and gray hair.
The older teachers in the crowd licked
their lips in anticipation of making him do the same thing to them, while the
students adopted a wait and see attitude, secretly hoping that he would allow
such liberties when it was their turn to raise their cum filled cunts off his
body and bring them over his face for some further attention. Another side of
Billy's personality was revealed when this test was given by the girls, and
there were many who dared. Those with good bodies or pretty faces were rejected
unconditionally, while the plumpers, skinnies and uglies all received a
thorough clean up featuring plenty of tongue and mouth action.
After four hours of nonstop fucking and
sucking, Billy was in need of some rest and rehydration. His next stop was at
the von Dortman home where he knew perhaps three or four battle cruisers were
anxiously awaiting his arrival so they could drain him dry and keep him that
way until he begged for relief or at least some rest before he could begin
pronging them again.
Florence accompanied him while one of the
teachers drove his wasted body to his final destination before going home for
some much needed sleep. On the way, he managed to drink nearly two quarts of
water when he wasn't nursing at the gray haired teacher's droopy tits. Billy
was suffering some kind of weird mental happening that made him focus on
females with obvious physical defects such as wrinkles, drooping tits, flab,
skin and bones, and just plain ugly. Perhaps even this super stud had reached
the limit of his powers and now was showing the first signs of mental fatigue.
There were a number of cars parked in the
driveway of the von Dortman house, evidence that Billy was in for a long night
of heavy weight fucking in more ways than one. There was no one around so
Florence slipped off her panties and rubbed Billy's limp cock up and down her
slot until it grew firm. She gave him a
peck on the cheek and a few words of encouragement, such as a fighter's handler
might give just before he went out to meet his opponent. In the rush to get the
boy to his next session, the teacher had forgotten to get his clothing. So it was
a stark naked and chilled Billy who knocked at the door and was welcomed with
open arms and thighs.
Billy was immediately marched to the back
of the house by the twins, who were as naked as he was, but a lot more frisky.
He groaned inwardly when he saw the way the rec room was arranged and the group
of women who were licking their chops as they waited for him. He quickly
estimated there was almost one thousand pounds of naked flesh facing him. Two
of these large economy sized women were naked as the day they were born,
featuring gigantic sagging tits, beer bellies, pubic hair that looked like
barbed wire painted black and gray, thick trunks and thighs and eyes that
glittered when they saw him. Those two had come very close on more than one
occasion to draining him dry. Now they had reinforcements, another trio
including Imgard von Dortman, and two older women in at least their late
fifties or early sixties.
Then his eyes fell on the low wooden
table, straps attached to the legs. He had spent hours secured to that platform
as one two hundred pounder after another mounted and rode him to orgasm after
orgasm, theirs as well as his. He noticed the area rugs covering the floor at
both sides of the table, allowing them to be more comfortable while they fed
him massive amounts of bare tit to suck and chew or took turns jacking his
limber cock to make it hard eough to handle another of the steady stream of
pussy that was presented for him to eat and fuck. It was going to be a long
evening for him, of that Billy was certain.
His arms and legs were strapped securely
to the legs of the low table and the twins started to make sure he was hard
enough to take on the first member of the crowd, one of the old pussies he had
not seen or interacted with before. While Gert stroked his cock in a quick
smooth rhythm, Greta gobbled away on the head as her sister fed Billy's dick
into her suctioning mouth. Then his view was blocked as this hairy mass of
pussy settled down on his face, making it difficult to draw breath. He could
barely hear what she was saying.
"I am told you are better than a
gigolo. Let me be the judge of that! No excuses from you will be accepted if
you fail to satisfy my wishes tonight, and I intend to use you frequently. Now
get to work and make my pussy juices flow."
( To be continued - jethro jodhpur )
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