An Opportunity Not To Be Missed Ch. 36

As she debated in her mind without realising it she found herself walking with him. Despite trying desperately to think of anything that might get her out of this fix she once again found herself in she knew deep down she was ultimately at his mercy.

Glancing over at the grubby looking old man as he led the way she was already thinking of what she may have to do. She couldn't imagine a dirtier smellier more repulsive person. His thinning grey hair was lank and greasy, his breath was vile (even from this distance), he had a mouth full of rotten teeth, and his clothes were filthy! How could she be even mildly flirtatious with this disgusting old man? Let alone anything else! She couldn't imagine a more repulsive individual, but what could she do? What was the alternative?

Once they got to the car she had one more go at pleading with him to give her one more chance. Old Sidney just ignored her as he opened the car door climbed in and started the engine. Reluctantly Alison opened her door too and with a resignation to her fate she got in. As the car pulled away the dirty old pervert couldn't believe his luck, it was like his dream of dreams coming true.

He glanced over at the busty blond beauty, she had tears in her eyes as she again explained how much trouble she would be in if she got a fail on her exams. Of course all she was doing was sealing her fate this was exactly what he wanted to hear. He was as sure as he could be that he had got her, now all he had to do was take full advantage of the fact. Of course every time he looked at her he couldn't help also glancing down at the way the seat belt nestled between those lovely big tits, separating them slightly and in doing so showing off the gloriously huge rounded shape of each one. It was a mouth watering sight, and as if that wasn't enough a glance lower treated him to the teasing sight of that little black skirt stretched tightly across her lap. It was so short that again it gave him just the slightest glimpse of her black stocking tops. He was now getting so excited that he had to adjust his pants to make himself more comfortable, something that Alison couldn't help but notice.

As they headed off Sidney, confident he was in control, started the next phase of his hastily thought out plan. He pretended to be annoyed and angry at her for not paying attention to the lessons he had already taught her. When she looked puzzled he explained her dress sense was still too provocative. "I told you what men are like," he barked, "I told you what would happen if you dressed like that!"

Nervously Alison fidgeted in her seat as she tried to pull the hem of her skirt down to cover her now obvious stocking tops. Unfortunately this only served to excite the old codger even more. "You clearly haven't learnt a thing have you?"

"Um...n...no," she replied sheepishly, "I....I was only dressing like this because I needed a job and I thought....."

"You thought that if it was a male interviewer then looking like that would get you the job!" he barked before she could finish what she was going to say.

"Um, well, I.....I suppose so."

The salivating old pervert was visibly trembling with excitement as he kept glancing down at the shortness of her skirt and phenomenal swell of her bust. His plan was to take her back to his place, but with it being a good 20 to 30 minutes away he didn't know if he could contain the lustful urges boiling up inside him for that long. His cock was as hard as a rock and his head was in a total spin, God he wanted so badly to just touch her. She was just so gorgeous in every way, not only that ridiculously curvaceous body, but the sweetness of her pretty young face and the softness of her lovely blond hair, he was really struggling.

Then, as they drove through a wooded area Alison suddenly piped up. "C....can we pull over somewhere along here?"

Sidney was shocked by her request. Did she mean what he thought and hoped she meant? Surely not! Surely there must be some other reason. But he wasn't going to argue, all he could think of was getting his grubby old hands on that voluptuous young body of hers. So he pulled off the road into a secluded spot under the trees. A quick glance in his mirror told him they couldn't be seen from the road and so he switched the engine off, unfastened his seat belt and turned to face her.

All Alison knew was she had to stop him and convince him by whatever means not to take her back to college to face the music......and this was the only way she knew how. She was afraid of what she might have to do as she took a sideways glance at the wretched old man, but whatever it was it would ultimately be better than the risk of exclusion and a fail mark across all her exams. All she could hope for was to get this over as quickly as possible.

"Well?" Sidney asked expectantly as his bulging eyes roamed over her curves. His bottom lip quivered and his tongue circled his gaping mouth as he slowly reached out and placed a bony old hand on her stocking clad thigh.

The big busted teenager felt sick but did nothing to resist as she also released her seatbelt and turned in her seat to face him. "Perhaps you need to show me again the consequences of the way I look......" she quietly said as she looked down at his creepy old hand.

Her words were like music to his ears. "Oh God yes, you naughty girl," he whispered as he slowly slid his hand along her silky smooth young thigh towards her skirt, "ooh yes, yes, let me show you what all those men will want to do......"

Alison looked at him and saw foam building in the corners of his rancid old mouth as his trembling fingers worked their way under the hem of her skirt. She could see the state he was in, his excitement was almost off the scale.

"You really shouldn't wear these," he went on as he pushed her tight black skirt up to reveal her full stocking tops complete with black lace suspenders. "Oh look at you," he muttered as the vision before him caused his now throbbing erection to twitch in his pants, "ooh it's so cruel to tease....."

He couldn't believe what he was seeing as he shifted forward in his seat, she was every dirty fantasy he had ever had all rolled into one. The sight of her thighs clad in sheer black stockings was unbelievable. Couple that with her pretty lace suspenders and short skirt teasingly pushed up just high enough to show her the bare tops of her thighs he knew he was losing control. Unbelievably she did nothing as she allowed his hand to wander all over her lovely nylon coated legs. He couldn't resist pushing her skirt a little higher and amazingly she even raised her ass of the seat slightly to make it easier for him. This one act of compliance was all it took to let the old man know there was going to be no objection from the lovely 18 year old. He pushed his hand down between her thighs and was amazed when she again offered no resistance. He couldn't believe how willing she appeared to be.

The truth was the lovely 18 year old just wanted to throw up, this dirty stinking old pervert made her feel physically sick, but she wanted this done with and she knew this was the only way.

"Oh baby," he drooled as he saw the black lace triangle of her panties appear. There was nothing he could do to control himself any longer as she let his hand go further until his finger tips touched the silk gusset that covered her pussy. "Oh you naughty naughty girl," he hissed as he pressed his fingers into the warm softness, "ooh yes yes."

His eyes began to water and his bottom lip quivered and Alison could now see him for the truly vile old pervert he was. As she began having second thoughts he suddenly lunged at her locking his stinking mouth over hers as he tried to kiss her in excited desperation. In an instant she reacted as anyone would, she tried to fight him off. There was a struggle for a few moments before she managed with one mighty shove to push him back in his seat.

For a few seconds he looked puzzled before telling her that she had made her choice and now she had to learn the consequences of looking the way she does. Before Alison could respond he began to unfasten his belt and in no time at all he had pushed his trousers and underpants down over his knees and they fell to his ankles. "You see!" Sidney said as he sat back in his seat and gestured towards his huge throbbing hard-on.

The pretty blond looked down to see what can only be described as a very painful looking erection. The head was a deep purple and shone with a coating of slimy fluid, the thick deeply ridged shaft bulged with veins that looked like they could explode at any minute. The whole thing bent back with an agonising stiffness towards his stomach.

The old man took great delight in seeing her pretty blue eyes widen as she seemed to stare at it with a look of total amazement.

"This is all your fault," he said with a creepy tone to his voice as he shuffled a little closer. Again he licked his lips as he asked her to touch it. "Go on it won't bite," he told her as he focused his lusty gaze on the unbelievable vision before him. "My you're a lovely young thing," he whispered as he reached for her wrist and guided her hand towards his lap. This time there was no resistance, just a wide eyes look of uncertainty from the big breasted beauty. Old Sidney was literally drooling at the mouth as he ogled her huge tits thrusting out in stretching that tight sweater. Coupled with the fact that her skirt was still pushed up high enough to give him an unhindered view of her suspenders and pretty lace panties he was now struggling to keep control of himself.

Slowly he moved his head closer to hers and again with no resistance he began to kiss her neck just below the ear. Alison felt repulsed by the filthy old man, the stench of his breath on the side of her face made her feel physically sick. But there was nothing she could do she knew she was completely at his mercy.

Just then old Sidney felt her fingers lightly touch his erection which caused his whole body to suddenly jerk. "Oh God," he sighed as he felt her hand softly wrap itself around the hard gristly old thing. He was already struggling and this made it even harder for him to keep control, he desperately didn't want to cum, not yet. He wanted this to last, there was so much more he wanted to do with her.

Alison was amazed at how hard his cock was it felt like concrete, only hot. She knew the state he was in was all down to her and couldn't help feeling a little smug, and this was only from him looking at her! In a strange way she sort of enjoyed teasing him, seeing how just from looking the way she did the way she could get him in such a state of desperation!

With the old man still slobbering up and down her neck Alison gripped his gnarly old tool a little tighter and instinctively started to mover her hand up and down it. She could feel the way his skin rolled back and forth over the deep ridges of his shaft, she couldn't help being somewhat fascinated by it. Then, all of a sudden Sidney clamped his knees together and said "no, no, no.....ooh careful."

He was obviously so excited that he was right on the verge, and Alison realised at that moment how she could "hurry" things along a bit and make things a whole lot easier for herself.

With the filthy old man moaning and groaning as he went back to kissing and licking all up her neck and over the side of her face Alison knew exactly what to do. She teasingly circled her fingertips around the shiny purple knob causing him to twitch and jerk uncontrollably. She then moved her palm over it causing him to let out a trembling sigh, again she moved her hand down and gripped it firmly.

As she did she felt his creepy old hand worming its way under her sweater and shuddered as she felt it against the bare skin of her stomach. Slowly he moved his hand further up until she felt him fingering the underside of her lace bra, she knew there was going to be no stopping him now. All she could hope for was to get it over with as quickly as possible as the old man brought his hand up and gently cupped her left breast. "Mmmmmmm, oh God," he sighed as he began to squeeze and feel his way all over it, "oh yes, yes, such lovely big tits!" He looked down to see the outline of his hand under her sweater as it roamed around freely groping those massive jugs, he was so excited. Then all of a sudden he felt her grip tighten around his rigid shaft.

"Ooh steady, steady," he gasped. But this time she wasn't listening she had other ideas. With the slimy pre-cum that now coated it Alison's hand slid easily down its length.. "No no!" he cried as her hand picked up speed and she began to pump up and down on the filthy old thing. With a frenzied excitement his body seemed to convulse and jerk violently. In an instant he knew there was no fighting it, he couldn't hold back any longer. Suddenly he thrust his hips up and down in his seat as he fucked her tightly gripping hand. "Uuuugh, uuuugh, oh God, oh fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Suddenly he squeezed her tits as hard as he could, his hand rapidly darting from one to the other over and over as he mauled them all over. At the same time he locked his mouth over hers grunting and groaning like a pig as he kissed her roughly forcing his tongue to the back of her throat. At that moment he let out a muffled cry as he felt a huge surge thundering up through his cock and a thick rope of spunk launched into the air. Still he thrust himself up and down in her hand as his balls spewed their heavy load. His hands were all over her grabbing and groping as he slobbered like a disgusting pig all over her mouth and face. Alison continued to squeeze and pump his throbbing erection in her hand as the old man puffed and wheezed as he struggled to catch his breath.

"Oh God, oh God," he gasped as he backed away from her face and looked down at that incredible body, "oh yes lovely, so lovely." At the same time Alison also looked down only to see a thick white river of sperm flowing from his cock, running down his deeply ridged shaft and completely covering her hand. She found it disgusting, yet at the same time fascinating. To see the spunk of a dirty old man all over her hand was a truly stomach churning sight, but she couldn't help but feel quite proud in a strange sort of way that it was all down to her.

Still the old man's body jerked and twitched with every movement of her hand as the torrent slowed. "Oh God I needed that," he sighed as he slouched back in his seat, the whole time not taking his eyes off her.

The pretty blond went to release her grip but the old man grabbed her wrist and said, "no wait, not yet....just another minute....."

She did as he asked and kept a hold of it as she continued moving her hand slowly up and down its full length, each time she reached the top the sad old pervert gasped as her thumb glanced across his shiny purple knob. She couldn't believe how much mess there was, and yet he still wasn't finished. As she squeezed and gently massaged it she watched in amazement as the filthy stuff carried on oozing from his gaping pee slit.

"Ooh you're beautiful," he whispered as she milked him of the final drops. Finally she came to a stop and he allowed her to let go. Her hand was covered in his dirty warm spunk, there was so much of it and as she spread her fingers it strung between them like a filthy gooey spiders web. Unsure what to say or do the pretty 18 year old wiped it as best she could on the edge of her seat.

Old Sidney on the other hand simply pulled his trousers and underpants back up seemingly without a care for the sticky mess in his lap. Alison was amazed, she didn't think he could be any more disgusting but not even trying to clean himself up before putting his trousers back on was beyond believable.

With a satisfied look on his ugly smug old face Sidney started the engine and pulled away. All Alison could do was adjust her clothing as she wondered where they were now going. She was almost too afraid to ask, but she had to know, and as she started to speak he interrupted telling her they would have to go back to his place so he could clean himself up.

Funnily enough she was almost relieved she would rather anything than face the unthinkable consequences of a meeting with the headmaster back at college. As long as she could keep that from happening there was a chance she might get away without this revolting old man carrying out his threat to have her excluded, regardless of what she may or may not have to do.

Old Sidney was already growing excited again as they pulled up outside the dingy block of flats where he lived. "Right," he started, "I'm going in, it's up to you what you do, you can either come with me or wait in the car." He knew it was a gamble, but he hoped she would understand his badly veiled "choice" and do what was needed to get herself off the hook.

Luckily for him she seemed to realise that waiting in the car meant only one thing, next stop, college! He knew he had to play it clever, but couldn't help being mouth wateringly hopeful as to what she might do to save herself.

The dirty old pervert watched in disbelief as the busty blond unfastened her seatbelt and got out. It looked like she understood, or at least he hoped she did. He let her walk on ahead telling her he lived at number 10 which and it was on the first floor. The reason for letting her walk in front was obvious, even to a relatively naive 18 year old like Alison. This meant she would have to walk up the stairs giving him ample opportunity to have a good look at her cheeky ass in that lovely tight skirt, an opportunity that he was obviously going to take full advantage of.

He couldn't believe his luck, on top of everything else she was also blessed with an ass that was just about as sexy as any he had ever seen! With her little black skirt clinging so tightly across it he could again feel his semi erect cock stiffen up even more. The way each beautifully rounded cheek thrust out with every step causing it to stretch even more was just too much, never had he seen an ass that filled him with so much want and desire. It was like a lovely sweet ripe peach ready for plucking, he couldn't help licking his lips as his eyes roamed hungrily over it.

With the tiny split in her skirt again showing a teasing glimpse of stocking top he could feel a throbbing once again in his underpants. God she filled him with such mouth watering lust, a lust that was getting out of control as it boiled up inside him, he had never been more excited in his life.

When they arrived at his front door he hurriedly got his keys out and opened it letting her walk in first. As she did she wasn't in the least bit surprised at the sight she was presented with. It was typically untidy and dirty just as you would expect. Not only that but it had a stale musty smell, much like the smell that came off Sidney himself, only stronger and with no fresh air moving through the place it made her feel quite sick.

As she turned to the old man he vanished into what she assumed was the bathroom. With the sound of running taps coming from behind the door she figured he was at least finally cleaning up that horrible sticky mess in his pants. She hovered nervously in the hallway unsure what she should do. She turned to see a dusty old full length mirror at one end and couldn't help but check herself out. Adjusting her skirt by giving it a little downward tug to make sure her stocking tops were covered she wondered what the hell she was doing there. Here she was a stunning 18 year old with a body that would get her any man she wanted, she knew how much guys her own age drooled over her big tits and sexy ass, yet here she was in this stinky old flat probably about to let some decrepit old pervert do God knows what to her.

Just then the bathroom door opened and Sidney appeared in just a grubby old blue dressing gown. "I just have to get dressed and then we'll get you to the head masters office," he said. Again he was hoping beyond hope that she would be starting to panic a bit now and becoming more desperate. There was a pause for a moment, then, as he went to walk past her and into his bedroom she spoke.