The Seduction of Ms. Brown Ch. 02byseth_perm©
Ms. Brown fixed the drinks and sat down next to her. She was in a red vest-top and skinny jeans. She also looked divine.
"So Sally, how come you've invited me back to your place. I thought I scared you off last Christmas," Ms. Taylor said playfully.
Ms. Brown took a deep breath before answering. "We had such a laugh this evening and Dave's away and I just fancied a bit of company tonight," she said. I could tell she'd had a few drinks: her words were slightly slurred but at least she had gained enough dutch courage to go through with the plan.
They looked at each other for a few seconds before Ms. Taylor lent forward and kissed her. Ms. Brown pulled back for a second before kissing back. I got my cock out and began to stroke it. I checked to make sure this was all being captured on the laptop's hard disk.
They kissed passionately for a few minutes. I was impressed with Ms. Brown: if she was acting it looked like she was throwing herself into her role. I groaned in lust as Ms. Taylor's graceful hands began to gently stroke Ms. Brown's big fat breasts through her red top.
They snogged heavily for a while longer before Ms. Taylor took things a step further by standing up, kicking off her heels and unzipping her dress. She dropped it unceremoniously to the floor to reveal her outstanding figure.
She was wearing white underwear -- a pretty bra that supported her large boobs delightfully and a high cut pair of knickers encasing the most perfect bottom I had ever seen. I hadn't imagined that anyone could have as luscious a body as Ms. Brown but Ms. Taylor's stunning body was every bit as desirable. My hand sped up as I watched her urge Ms. Brown to take off her top to reveal the slutty red bra which I loved.
I could tell Ms. Brown was tense as they embraced once more, their breasts pushing up against each other's. And when Ms. Taylor bent down to kiss Ms. Brown's nipples through her scarlet bra, she let out a squeal of alarm.
"Are you OK, Sally?" Ms. Taylor asked, looking up in concern.
"I'm just nervous, Emma. I've never done it with a girl before."
"Don't worry. Just lie back and relax while I..." Ms. Taylor reached around her and unclipped her bra skilfully to reveal Ms. Brown's flawless yet substantial boobs.
I sighed deeply: I was about to see real lesbian sex. And between two stunning women.
Ms. Taylor's long pink tongue expertly snaked out and flicked Ms. Brown's stiff pink-brown nipples, who began to groan hornily. There was no doubt she wasn't acting now. I recognised the sound of her heartfelt lust.
"Oh fuck yes," I murmured as Ms. Taylor removed her bra and guided Ms. Brown's hands to her fine tits. I glimpsed her dark brown nipples before Ms. Brown's delicate white hands engulfed them.
I had agreed with Ms. Brown that at the point both of them went topless I would have enough footage to carry out a successful blackmail but I decided to let things go just a touch further before I intervened. Just how far would she go?
I didn't have to wait long to find out. Ms. Taylor moved her hand down and undid Ms. Brown's jeans without moving her mouth from her left breast.
"Oh shit," Ms. Brown cried in, I'm guessing, a mixture of yearning, frustration and panic. But she lifted her hips so that her jeans could be removed. Her bright red g-string came off almost immediately and Ms. Taylor's hand slid between her legs.
"Oh, Emma!" Ms. Brown exclaimed in lust as Ms. Taylor began to masturbate her with steady circular strokes of her fingers.
I decided I couldn't wait any longer. I uploaded the video recorded so far to safe storage on the net and then copied it to my ipod before slowly making my way downstairs.
At the foot of the stairs I crept carefully to the living room door.
"Oh, fuck me," I muttered. Ms. Brown was grunting in abject abandonment of any worries she might have had. Ms. Taylor face was buried between her lithe legs as she licked her cunt with the utmost enjoyment.
I smiled as I slowly walked in with my ipod in my left hand and watched Ms. Brown's almost-pained expression as she panted, eyes shut. Ms. Taylor's glorious bottom, still in her virginal white panties, pointed at me, begging for attention.
I stroked my cock as I watched them, listening in wonder as Ms. Brown's yelping became more and more high-pitched. Suddenly she cried out incoherently as an orgasm shuddered through her body.
"Oh, yes, Emma," she murmured.
She opened her eyes and gasped in surprise at me causing Ms. Taylor to look up at her face. Slowly she turned round.
"Oh, my god!" she shouted as she saw me, covering her breasts with her hands. "Jake! What's going on?" she exclaimed her eyes darting to my erect penis.
I decided that I should be aggressively direct. No need to pussyfoot around. The nuances of the situation were pretty obvious.
"Now, I don't think I'd be exaggerating to say that that is the most glorious sight I've ever seen. Wow, you two are seriously hot together," I chuckled unpleasantly. "Well, done. Ms. Brown, you were brilliant. Did you, by any chance, enjoy that more than you thought you would?"
Ms. Brown's face was red in humiliation; she had made no attempt to cover up her naked body. "Sally, what does he mean?" Ms. Brown asked, the realisation that she'd been betrayed visibly dawning on her.
She gazed at Ms. Brown's mortified expression and her eyes flashed angrily.
"Oh. I see. You bitch," she said furiously. I grabbed her hand before she could slap Ms. Brown.
"Please calm down," I said amusedly.
"Oh, Emma. He made me do it. He's blackmailing me and he wants to blackmail you now," Ms. Brown sobbed.
"What do you mean? I actually thought you liked me." Ms. Taylor's magnificent wrath contrasted starkly with Ms. Brown's pathetic whimpering.
"I do like you. Just not in that way..."
"Actually," I interjected, "it seems to me that Ms. Brown likes you more than she's willing to admit. She certainly enjoyed that an awful lot. You must really good at going down..."
"What the fuck is going on, Jake!" Ms. Taylor interrupted.
"What's going on is that I've just filmed you licking Ms. Brown's pussy," I said, pointing out the webcam.
She moaned in dejected realisation.
"And I want from you what she's been giving me." I sat down next to Ms. Brown and tweaked her nipples.
"You bastard," she replied vociferously.
"Well, maybe I am, but you can hardly blame me now." I pushed Ms. Brown to her knees in front of me and fed her my cock. She began to suck me dutifully.
"Oh my god! That's sick. I'm getting out of here!" Ms. Taylor screamed, grabbing her dress.
"Before you go, you might want to see the video of you that I'll be posting. I think there'll be a lot of interest at school." I showed her the ipod so that she could see herself and Ms. Brown in action. "Of course I've already got some copies safely tucked away."
To be fair to her, she didn't cry but, after a livid pause, sat down in an armchair, holding her dress in front of her.
"What do you want?" she asked icily.
"What do you think I want?" I patted Ms. Brown's bobbing head somewhat patronisingly. As ever her sweet lips felt unutterably fabulous as they slid up down my shaft metronomically.
"Oh fuck," she sighed.
"I know you don't normally go for men..." I began.
"Oh, I've had plenty of men in the past," she interrupted fierily, "I just haven't had a boy like you."
I smiled at her defiance. "On the plus side, you get to do what you want to Ms. Brown," I offered. Ms. Brown moaned in protest around my cock but I held her head down.
"How exactly did she get into this?"
"Well, as luck would have it I managed to get a few pictures of giving head to the Head,"
"Oh, my god, Sally. You sucked Andy's cock? Why?" she asked in disgust.
"Answer her," I ordered.
Ms. Brown's mouth pulled of my cock with a pop. She kept masturbating me as she answered. "He suggested that it would be the only way I could get the Head of English position. I just wanted to, er, boost my career a bit; I didn't think it would do any harm," she blubbed.
"You slut!" Ms. Taylor accused. "And now because of that you've entangled me in this. I really thought you liked me. I didn't realise you were just a stupid whore."
"Now, now, ladies," I said. "You two are going to be working very closely soon. You're going to have to get on." I pushed Ms. Brown's head back onto me as I continued. "Ms. Taylor, why don't you get rid of that dress and come over here.
Her eyes still gave away her anger as she stood and discarded the dress. She strode over to me defiantly almost if she was issuing me a challenge me in some way. I was happy to rise to it.
Her body was implausibly gorgeous. She was taller than Ms. Brown and with longer legs, smooth and brown and elegant. As I've already mentioned her arse was faultless: toned and peachy, beyond meaningful description.
Her breasts weren't quite as large as Ms. Brown's but were still an amazing handful. Her nipples were very dark and quite small and sat high on her firm tits.
She let out an involuntary moan as I gently pinched them but remained remarkably stoical as I stroked her smooth brown skin. I pulled her down on the sofa next to me as Ms. Brown's head sped up its pneumatic bobbing.
I kissed her neck and breasts until I was sucking on her glorious nipples. They stiffened promptly as my tongue swirled around them. She sighed slightly in response.
"That's not so bad is it, Ms. Taylor?" I teased.
"Just get on with it, Jake," she replied evenly.
I reached down to her knickers and pulled them awkwardly down over her legs. I pushed her back and she let her legs fall open casually.
Her pussy lips were puffy and dark and still very wet to the touch after her encounter with Ms. Brown and she smelt fragrant and spicy. I twisted so that I could reach her cunt without my cock leaving Ms. Brown's warm wet mouth.
She tasted different to Ms. Brown but still delicious, a stronger sweeter flavour. I licked up and down her lips and gently sucked on her clit. She moaned melodiously as I inserted two fingers into her and planted tiny kisses on the tops of her inner thighs. Gradually, I began to move my fingers in and out and flicked my tongue over the top of her lips. As I sped up, she groaned more loudly.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh yes," she sighed despite her hostility. I smiled to myself as I sucked her lips harder while Ms. Brown continued to bob and suck on me.
The noise she made when she eventually came was a surprisingly low moan. Her thighs tightened around my ears and she lifted her hips off the sofa convulsively.
I lifted my head and gave her a smile. She looked back at me coolly but with perhaps a hint of amusement in her eyes.
"How was that?" I enquired with a smirk.
She raised an eyebrow. "I've had better," she replied. My smile broadened. I really liked her attitude.
"My turn now, Ms. Taylor," I said as I pulled my cock out of Ms. Brown's mouth and stood up. I put my arms under Ms. Taylor's legs and heaved her hips up so that my cock was positioned at her sopping wet pussy.
She maintained eye contact as I slid all the way into her tight hot cunt. "Is that nice?" I asked throatily,
She looked up at me and nodded a yes as I began to fuck her.
She was different to Ms. Brown, much more athletic and even more responsive to my thrusts, despite her initial hostility. She looked up at Ms. Brown who had sat down next to us to watch our coupling with an appalled expression.
"I want her to suck my tits," Ms. Taylor said. What a great idea, I thought to myself.
"You heard her," I said out loud.
"But..." Ms. Brown's protest ran out of steam before she compliantly knelt beside the sofa and began kissing Ms. Taylor's fantastic left boob.
"Oh, yes," Ms. Taylor groaned as she held her head to her bosom.
"Let me see," I commanded and Ms. Brown obediently turned her head so I could see her pretty tongue almost enthusiastically flick over Ms. Taylor's bullet-hard nipples.
It was difficult to believe that only a few short weeks before I'd been a sad geeky virgin who's only sexual solace was my own right hand. And now I had fucked and was fucking the two most beautiful women in school, possibly the two most beautiful women I'd ever met.
Ms. Brown's sterling work on both her nipples and my unrelenting fucking were obviously having a very positive effect on Ms. Taylor who was arching her back and pushing her hips up in unmitigated pleasure.
It didn't take long for me to begin to feel the familiar sensation of my own imminent orgasm so I slowed down before regretfully withdrawing from her. I wanted this to last a lot longer.
"Turn over," I ordered her.
I marvelled at her superb bum and I couldn't help but wonder if she took it up the butt. Somehow I doubted it -- maybe it was question to be answered another time. Instead, she grunted as I entered her cunt roughly from behind; she obviously liked the position as she began avidly driving her arse back onto me as I shagged her.
"Lick my balls," I ordered Ms. Brown who meekly lay down on the sofa under me and began sucking on my scrotum. Could life get any better than this?
After a few more minutes of happy groaning and fervent thrusting, Ms. Taylor came again spectacularly with another agreeable screech, pushing her butt so hard back against me that her pussy rubbed back over Ms. Brown's face and elicited a squawk of protest.
I was also close but I needed to see one more thing before I could let myself go.
"Lie back, Ms, Taylor, please," I asked politely.
She rolled over, giving me a thoughtful amused smile before purposefully opening her long legs for me, no doubt expecting me to slide my cock into her again. But instead I pushed Ms. Brown forward.
"Lick her pussy, Ms. Brown."
"Oh no. I can't!" she whined.
Ms. Taylor looked down at her contemptuously. "Oh, so it's OK for me to lick you, is it? Just not the other way round?" she asked as her long fingers played with her own clit.
"Ms. Brown, I really don't like having to threaten you but, well, you know the consequences of refusing. I have to say Ms. Taylor's pussy tastes absolutely amazing. Just start off by giving it a kiss," I suggested helpfully.
Once more she was almost in tears but held them back as she got onto the sofa on all fours and gingerly lowered her face to Ms. Taylor's stunning cunt. As she began to tentatively lick, I entered her forcefully from behind, pushing her face deep between Ms. Taylor's velvety thighs. Ms. Taylor and I passionately gazed into each other eyes as Ms. Brown gradually lost her inhibitions and began squealing in pleasure as I fucked her. Ms. Taylor also seemed very happy with the licking she was receiving as she moaned in pleasure while tweaking her own nipples.
"Fuck her, Jake. That's it, oh yes, fuck her hard. She's a slut and she needs it badly," Ms. Taylor moaned at me, patently excited by the situation.
I pushed harder and harder fucking Ms. Brown but also Ms. Taylor through her. The connection I felt to her was exhilarating and urgent. I had never felt so alive as I did at that glorious perfect moment, fucking my lovely rose-like English teacher while she licked my PE teacher's perfect pussy,
They came almost simultaneously and this was the cue for me to pull out of Ms. Brown's delightful pussy.
I stood up and ordered, "Both of you. Come here. I need to come."
They immediately sat down in front of me and I pulled their heads to my cock.
"Look at me, please," I begged and was rewarded by Ms. Taylor's big brown eyes gazing up at me ardently as her mouth opened to slowly suck on my bursting cock.
Ms. Brown also looked up as she licked down to my balls and up to the top of my shaft. I had never experienced so much pleasure and I shouted out loud in joy as they kissed each other around my glans and swirled their tongues over me. Their tongues, mouths and lips worked together in magnificent unison, eating me, not letting a single tiny square millimetre of my cock and balls get away without their intoxicating touch.
I couldn't hold back.
I came abundantly and incessantly for what seemed like an age. The amount of spunk I produced was astounding as, spurt by spurt, they passed my gushing cock back and forth between their glorious hungry mouths.
They both swallowed without protest and kissed each other tenderly, licking away stray droplets of jism lovingly, caringly. I dropped down and embraced them before kissing Ms. Taylor deeply, properly for the first time.
"Oh wow, Ms. Taylor, Ms. Brown. That was amazing," I said enthusiastically.
The looked at each other and burst out laughing.
"Jake," Ms. Taylor replied in amusement, "you seem to have dropped out of character. One moment you're an amoral blackmailer and then you're a grinning schoolboy."
"Look I'm sorry. I know what I've done is wrong. But I've just had sex with the two most beautiful women in existence. How else was that ever going to happen? You did enjoy it didn't you?" I asked.
"Yes, I enjoyed it. It's been a while since I've been with a man. And that was rather special," she said kindly.
"Oh, Emma," I gasped before holding her and kissing her once more. It seemed right to use her first name.
Ms. Brown looked on with a, dare I say it, a somewhat hurt and envious expression before I held an arm out to her and pulled her into a three way embrace.
I kissed Ms. Brown who, somewhat tearfully, kissed me back before turning to Ms. Taylor. "I'm so sorry, Emma. I know I've been really stupid but I honestly didn't know what else to do," she sobbed.
Ms. Taylor looked at her with that intelligent challenging gaze. For a second I thought she was going to reject her apology but, abruptly, she gave her a hug before kissing her full on the lips.
"It's OK, Sally. I understand."
My cock twitched as I watched the two of them cuddle each other. There was no way I would ever tire of the sight of them together. I joined them in their embrace and squeezed their delightful bums.
We held each other for a few emotional moments, before Ms. Taylor pushed me away.
"What now, Jake? I'm not denying that I really enjoyed that -- it's been a while since I've had some cock and it was fun and Sally's a natural with her tongue -- but I'm not going to let myself be blackmailed, you know. I don't like being forced to do anything," she said resolutely.
Ms. Brown's eyes widened in distress, probably at the thought of the potential fallout for her if Ms. Taylor refused to comply.
Ms. Taylor continued, "So it's over to you, Jake. It's your choice. Are you brave enough to give up the blackmail? You never know, if you're nice to us instead of being so cruel, maybe we'll reward you..."
I looked at her and knew she wouldn't give in. She was definitely not going to be cowed with a few idle threats in the way Ms. Brown had given in.
And, let's face it, there was no way I would publish any of those pictures or video. I might have been nasty enough to gain access to their bodies through a little verbal intimidation but I simply wasn't malicious enough to cold-heartedly ruin their lives.
And anyway, the whole experience was mine. I didn't want to share them with anyone else even if it were just via pictures.
I took a deep breath. "OK. You're right. You can have it all. I promise I won't show anyone or tell anyone." And I meant it.
Ms. Brown looked sceptical. "Ms. Brown, Sally, I know I've lied to you a lot but this time you can believe me. I would never really hurt you. I like you too much," I assured her. She looked into my eyes and nodded.
I sat back heavily on the sofa, my head in my hands. I knew I'd done the right thing but I would miss them and their bodies so much.
Ms. Taylor and Ms. Brown looked at me and then each other before Ms. Taylor sat down next to me and reached out to squeeze my cock.