Teach Me

by Ashleigh Townshend

“I know and you should punish me, but don’t take away your cock. I need it,” I plead.

  He growls at me, lifts me, and pushes me down on the bed, clearly wanting my cunt as badly as I want him. He buries himself deep and I fucking love it. I fucking love the way he slides in and out fast and hard and it aches when he tears me open and it aches when he slips out. He teases me, fucking me for a few thrusts, and then pulling out until I beg, until he can’t take it anymore either, and then he grabs my hips, slamming himself all the way in me. I can feel his balls and they slap me in the ass while he thrusts. He holds my tits and my hips with his two hands and sits up straight so he is plunged deep. I squirt around him and he laughs.

  “You are such a nasty slut,” he tells me and slaps my ass hard. I come and let him continue until he explodes too, warm jets of cum filling me and then sliding down my legs.

  After he’s done, he lies down and I ran my fingers along his bruises. “Do you hurt anywhere?” I ask.

  “Baby, I am so fucking high I can feel nothing except the memory of your tight pussy wrapped around my cock.”

  That’s a good memory, I figure, and decide I will address the fact that he stabbed Mike Ellis to death later. After all, he made my annual salary doing it, seems physically improved, and he just fucked me like there was no tomorrow. I can’t pretend I care much about Mike Ellis right now.

  Twelve

  Unfortunately, there are people who care about Mike Ellis and I’m at school when a plainclothes officer comes to ask my some questions. Tim covers his tracks well and they don’t have anything to go on except rumors, so I play it safe and act dumb. The good news is that I don’t know shit about Mike Ellis, so I can’t answer most of his questions even if I felt like cooperating. I realize this is probably not the first time something like this has happened and I know they won’t actually be able to catch Lucas if he lays low for a bit, but I’m unnerved for the rest of the day.

  When I get home, Tim’s car is there. I feel a little annoyed that Lucas just invited him into my apartment without checking with me, but when I walk in, I don’t know what to feel. Tim is sitting on my dining room chair with his pants down and Lucas is kneeling between his legs, with Tim’s cock all the way down his throat. Tim is groaning as Lucas sucks him off and I’m appalled and so fucking turned on. I stand in the doorway and watch. They don’t even know I’m there at first. Lucas has the whole fucking shaft in his mouth and his head is bobbing up and down like he’s fucking starving for it. Holy shit, this is fucking hot. I wonder if I should be offended, but I am soaking my panties watching it. I move to couch and settle in, watching them.

  My clit is throbbing and Tim makes eyes contact with me as I slide my hand up my skirt and tease it. I don’t think Lucas knows I’m here still, because he is all about sucking Tim’s dick, and I start imagining taking both of their cocks at the same time. My pussy aches and rubbing my clit is just not enough. I need to be filled with something – and I’m hoping it’s a cock. I can feel the folds filling with blood and I can barely walk as they get so engorged that I need to keep my thighs apart.

  I lie down on the ground and reach for Lucas’s pants. He opens his eyes and sees me there for the first time and his eyes grow wide. He doesn’t stop sucking Tim’s cock, although he does starting sucking faster once I get his own cock in my hand. I run my fist along the length of it, but it’s doing nothing for the pulsating pain in between my legs.

  “Can someone please fill my pussy?” I plead.

  They both look at me and then Lucas takes his mouth from Tim’s cock and grins. “How about we both fill you?”

  Tim lifts me roughly to my feet while Lucas tears off my clothes, leaving me naked between them. I just love how he treats me. It makes me feel like such a slut, but my nerves are frayed and my cunt is on fire. I love losing myself to fucking and only Lucas has made me feel like this. I still can’t believe this is the kid who used to jerk off while thinking about sitting in my classroom. Picturing the day we fucked in my classroom, I start spilling down my legs. I need Lucas now.

  Lucas smiles and he and Tim sandwich me between them. I have no idea how this will work until they hold hands and suddenly with simultaneous thrusting, each enters me. Tim is buried in my asshole as Lucas fills my cunt. Holy fuck. I can’t move, squeezed between them and once they are both inside, they let go of each other and there are hands and lips all over my body. I feel like some kind of sex toy and there is cock filling me while I cry out. I can’t escape being this full and someone thumbs my clit while I moan.

  I use my thighs to ride both the cocks and meet the pressure of them both fucking me. Lucas leans across me and kisses Tim right next to my ear. Hearing their tongues exploring each other’s mouths and the wet sounds mixed with their groans drenches me. I might be the teacher, but with Lucas, I am the student and he is giving me one hell of a lesson. I come and they push me back and forth as my body shakes. Even after I can’t stand anymore, there is nowhere for me to go and my body goes limp while they kiss and touch with me between them. Orgasm after orgasm tears through my body and I’m in tears because I think I’m going to die if they don’t finish soon – and neither shows any sign of stopping.

  I feel my cunt clench tight on Lucas’s cock and I scream as he pounds deeper and deeper.

  “Fuck,” I scream and they keep slamming into me in both holes.

  Tim comes first – nearly twenty minutes later and my ass is soaked with his cum. He pulls out but keeps holding me, now cupping my ass and guiding me along Lucas’s cock. My fluids slip along Lucas and some of Tim’s cum mixes with it. There is so much lubrication and if Lucas was not so fucking big, he would never be able to stay tight inside of me. However, since he is giant, he just keeps on thrusting until I feel nothing but Tim’s hands on my ass and Lucas’s cock, all the way down to his balls, digging deep into my cunt. Finally, Lucas comes and it’s fucking intense. He growls like he is going to hurt someone and there is so much cum when he explodes that I feel like I’ll be wet for days.

  “Slut,” Lucas says as he pulls out and goes to the bathroom to clean off. Tim laughs at me and tosses me naked on to the couch. He says nothing, just dresses and leaves.

  When Lucas comes back, he’s still naked and he sits in the dining chair now vacated by Tim. “Tim needs me to go away with him next week,” he says.

  “Go where?”

  “Into the city. He has a huge fight for me and I could make five times what I made from Mike Ellis.”

  “Do you have to kill someone?” It’s a low blow but how can he be considering it? He told me he would win and then start losing – that he would find a way out. Doesn’t he want to be out?

  “Why are you acting like this? Do you understand how good this is for me?”

  “You said you were going to get out,” I remind him.

  “Well, I don’t want to be out. Why are you such a fucking hypocrite?”

  “What are you talking about?”

  “You tell me to get out when I show up high – and then you buy fucking drugs for me.”

  “I thought you were going to die,” I tell him.

  “Whatever. I want you to come with me,” he says. “All week.”

  “Lucas, I have school. I can’t come with you.”

  “Why the fuck not?”

  “Because I have classes.”

  “So quit.” He’s being unreasonable.

  “You’re the one who told me you wanted me to stay there,” I point out.

  “Yeah, but that was before you blew me off for the biggest fight of my life.”

  “What day is the fight?”

  “Thursday night,” he answers.

  “I’ll take Friday off and drive up after classes Thursday. Does that work?”

  “Fine. But I’m gonna be a fucking mess without you,” he whines.

  “I’m sure you’ll be fine,” I tell him. He’s so fucking moody. I don’t know how to please him.

  “Well, I have to go for the night,�
� he says. “See you tomorrow?”

  “Sure.”

  He cups my face. “Don’t be mad. Tomorrow night is the only night we have until next week. I want to enjoy it.”

  “Whatever, Lucas.”

  He leaves and I’m so fucking angry. I take out my cell and call Leo. Groveling, I beg for some work. Luckily, he had a call out tonight, and I go take a shower, pissed at Lucas and looking forward to getting back to my normal life.

  ****

  The club is crowded tonight. There are two different bachelor parties and they both want private dancers. Amber takes one group – the older ones in business suits – and I get stuck with the frat boys. I can’t argue, because Leo is doing me a favor. Besides, they spend a lot just for the room and I figure maybe they’re spoiled, entitled frat boys and I can squeeze more money out of them.

  The best man is a kid named Greg, who looks like he spends more time in the gym than at school. He introduces me to each of them, but I’ll never remember their names. I try to focus for when he introduces the groom, another kid named Nate. It strikes me that Nate is older than Lucas, which is odd, since he looks so nervous and young.

  “So what do you boys want?” I get the impression this was an idea rather than a plan. None of them look like they’ve ever been near a stripper.

  “What are our options?” Greg asks.

  “Topless, nude, lap dances, or we can negotiate personal attention.”

  “Personal attention?”

  “Personal attention. Whatever kind you want to pay for. We go from there.”

  He and the other guys huddle, which is comical, and I wait. I pick at my skirt, and realize this is the first time I have offered services without being asked. I guess after my volatile relationship with Lucas, I have lost a lot of shame. If they’re gonna pay me, fuck it. I’ll do whatever they want.

  Greg approaches me and the rest of the guys just stare. “We want nude and then, maybe, something. But the guys are kinda shy.”

  “How about you? Want to be my guinea pig?” I tease.

  “Yeah. Let’s see that pussy and I’ll let you know how much I’m willing to pay.”

  Negotiations aren’t an issue for me, because I know I’m tight and I know when they get the flash of it, it won’t be enough. It never is, but I used to say no. I’m not saying no tonight.

  I go through my routine, but really, I just want to get to the good money. A few of the guys look away, embarrassed when I slip my fingers inside myself, but I can see that every one of them is turned in. I lick my pussy juices from my fingers and smile.

  “Why don’t you all take them out? Let me see what you’ve got,” I flirt.

  They look at each other tentatively, but Greg isn’t worried. He unzips and releases his cock. It’s big. Not Lucas monstrous, but I bet he could fuck me pretty good.

  “I wanna watch you stroke it,” I tell him and ready for my next song. As the music plays, the rest of the guys gather their nerves and by the time I turn around for the pussy flash, every one of them has his dick out. Except Nate, which I admire. At least he’s decent enough to treat his upcoming wedding with respect. He looks frustrated as hell, but he won’t take his pants off, and I refuse to push him. I like the fact that he won’t.

  Meanwhile, the rest of them are just a collection of throbbing red cocks. There are ten of them and I can’t even imagine how I am supposed to take care of them all. I stop at the end of my song and smile.

  “So, what’s it gonna be, boys?”

  They look back and forth at each other and finally one raises his hand. I have to bite my tongue not to laugh, since I never thought I’d be standing naked in front of a bunch of guys with their cocks out and still feel like a teacher. I think the hand raiser is one of the Marks, but I can’t remember his name. I nod in his direction and he clears his throat.

  “I’ll pay you every dime I have on me to blow me,” he says. He takes out a wad of cash – about two hundred bucks. I could do better, but there are still nine more of them. I kneel between his legs and take his cock into my mouth. It’s already ready to pop and I barely get my hand fisted around the base and touch the tip of my pinky finger to his balls before he lets go and I get a warm mouthful of cum. The easiest fucking two hundred dollars I ever earned. I wonder if he’s mad, but he leans back, satisfied. Easy as fucking pie.

  I blow three more of them and none last much longer. One pays me in change, which is annoying, but I’ve only had to swallow some cum to earn over a thousand dollars, and it didn’t even take me thirty minutes. I wonder why I used to have such high fucking standards.

  One of the guys hands me a credit card. “I have a two thousand dollar limit and I’ve never used any of it. Will you let me suck on your clit for two grand?” Hell, yes, I will, I think. I put on the silk robe that is provided with the room and go to Leo’s office.

  “Hey. Run this. Two grand.” It’s approved quickly and I go back to the room, lying back on the round futon. Frat boy number five gets his mouth wrapped around my clit and starts sucking. He isn’t very good, but I remember fucking Lucas that first night right here on this futon. Of course that was before I knew about all the other shit, but thinking of his cock gets me hot. I want to come, but frat boy is struggling. He has no idea what to do.

  “Lick along the slit,” I tell him. “Try going in with your tongue.”

  He’s eager for instruction. My teaching skills come in handy as I guide him through giving good oral and he eventually gets close to making me come. I help him out with the last steps by playing with my clit as he slides his tongue in and out. When I come, I let a little liquid leak down his chin and he smiles. He’s proud of his work, which isn’t great but will certainly be better when he gets back to school and hopefully some poor unsuspecting girl won’t leave whatever hookup he has completely frustrated.

  One of the guys, Nick he says his name is, ends up jerking off while he watches and sheepishly shrugs when I get to him. Two more have no money, so fuck them. I don’t do this shit for free and I suggest they follow Nick’s lead while I play with their friends. That just leaves Greg and one more. He says his name is Mark and I wonder if I confused him with the other Mark. No matter. I can’t decide between the two of them, but Greg says he wants to go last.

  “I want balls deep in that fucking pussy,” he says. “And I don’t want any of them in there first.”

  “It’s gonna cost ya,” I say and I remember Tim telling me that when I needed drugs for Lucas. I miss Lucas right now, but I remind myself he’s a hypocritical, fucked up asshole, and try to focus on Mark.

  Mark wants a hand job. Well, actually, he only has eighty dollars, so all he can get is a hand job. It takes him a while, because his cock isn’t fully hard when we start and I look at him as his eyes go wide.

  “Are you a virgin?” I ask.

  He nods.

  “By choice?”

  “No. Not really,” he admits. Poor thing. I should see if one of the other girls wants to do some pro bono work. There are dancers who love fucking enough that they are basically hookers rather than strippers. I’m not like that. I expect to be paid and this is the first time, besides Lucas, I’ve even crossed the whore line.

  Mark tries to hang on while I stroke him, but he’s clearly never had a girl this close. I wonder why, since aren’t frats renowned for their crazy ass parties? I don’t care enough to ask, though, and when he comes all over my hands, I lick it off, watching him sigh, and then I turn to Greg.

  “All right, big boy. Come and fucking get it.”

  He’s too eager and although he drops a wad of more than five thousand dollars onto the futon, I realize he’s not going to get his money’s worth. The precum isn’t dripping from the tip; it’s nearly spurting. I was a little excited to get laid, especially since there is actually something thrilling about being paid to do it, but I will be surprised if Greg gets all the way in before he comes. He presses his cock against the lips of my pussy and then pushes, making an in
human noise as he slides in.

  “Holy fuck, you are fucking perfection. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” he cries and, as expected, he thrusts twice before I am full of his wet load. How disappointing. He, however, looks fucking thrilled and he collapses near his friends. They’re all pretty much worthless to me now, either having come and not having Lucas’s stamina, or being broke, so I just do some half ass dancing for a bit. My cunt aches and I’m tempted to offer to fuck the one who can last the longest – or Christ, all of them if that’s what it takes – for free, but Leo would be pissed and I’d be screwing the other dancers. The ones who do some hooking on the side never do it here without being paid.

  When time’s up, I go to the dressing room, but there are no more private bookings for tonight and the main stage is already scheduled. Leo says I can leave early and my haul was fucking sweet, so I concede. I make it out into the back alley where we come in and out, in order to avoid parking near the customers, and I see Mark, the virgin, standing over the edge of the building, smoking a cigarette. I don’t know where the rest of them are or why he’s waiting for a ride here, but I approach him and bum a cigarette.

  “They ditch you?”

  He shakes his head. “Nah, they’re going to another club and I just felt so dumb earlier that I didn’t want to go. I called my brother, but I have to wait since he’s still at work.”

  “You seem,” I start, but I don’t know how to phrase it, “um, a little out of the group?”

  “I’ve known Nate since we were kids. We were always on the same teams. We all play together, but I’m not really like most of them.”

  “Yeah. You seem like a sweet kid,” I say, because he does, and it still amazes me that he’s at least a couple years older than Lucas. I look him over. He’s pretty cute. Shorn blond hair, a chiseled jaw, and a really nice body. His cock was a decent size and although I’m sure he has no idea what he’s doing, he wouldn’t be a bad lay.

  “Thanks for what you did earlier. It was nice,” he says.

  I don’t know what comes over me. His vulnerability, his innocence, my natural desire to teach and see someone learn and grow, but I throw the cigarette to the side and take his from him. Then I push him up against the wall of the club and kiss him hard. His cock reacts immediately and I stroke it over his pants. “Mark, I’m not one to do this, but if you want to call your brother… I’d be happy to give you some private lessons tonight.”