Clare's descent part 4

The dark blue car pulled neatly in through the school gates and stopped in one of the parking bays marked 'visitors'. A few seconds after the engine died the door swung open and a sleek black high heeled shoe stepped out onto the warm tarmac. The woman occupant climbed fully out of the car and, after reaching back in to retrieve her bag, gently shut the door before hitting the lock button on the key fob and striding out towards the building's main entrance. Before she could open the glass panelled door it swung inwards away from her and a smiling school boy dutifully held it open as Clare walked into the school. "Thank you very much young man, now could you point me in the direction of the headmasters office please"? "Certainly miss, it's just down the main corridor, second door to your right". With that the boy turned briskly on his heels and headed off in the opposite direction. Clare had been invited to give a lecture on the fundamentals of business to a group of sixth formers studying the subject for their A levels and she was only too happy to oblige. Especially as they had agreed to pay above her usual rates plus all expenses, things were looking up. She knocked on the door and heard movement from within and with a turn of the handle she was face to face with Colin Peterson, the headmaster. As the two shook hands Clare noticed how young looking the man was. He obviously took care of himself and didn't look a day of the 58 years he claimed to be. "Thank you so much for coming to talk to the boys Mrs Harper". "Please, call me Clare". She interrupted. "Then you must call me Colin. We find getting successful business people such as yourself to talk to our students face to face gives them a more human feel to an otherwise harsh, faceless industry". "Not at all Colin, it's good to keep an eye on the up and coming talent, who knows which one of them will be after my job in a few years time". Both of them laughed at the joke but it was cut short as the headmaster's mobile phone began to ring. They stopped walking as he took the call and it gave Clare a chance to look into one of the classroom windows with students working in silence and the teacher seemingly effortlessly controlling them. She had always felt nervous about public speaking even though her job called for it a great deal, but speaking to children was a different matter. Even though they were 17 years old and studying for good grades to get the best university places they could, they were still school boys and that meant sometimes unruly. "You must accept my apologies Clare, I have been waiting for a very important call from the Dean of St Martins and it appears his timing is impeccable. The sixth form block is the only building on the far side of the playground, you can't miss it. Please excuse me won't you. The boys are expecting you so you won't be a surprise. In fact, I think some of them have been looking at your website so you'll be recognised on sight". With another swift shake of the hand the head was off back to his office leaving Clare on her own. "Great". She thought. "Now I have to face the little throng on my own from the off". She set off across the playground to the single storey building, her black heels clicking as she went. After her recent escapades she had begun to dress more confidently and the powder blue blouse she was wearing today was tucked tightly into a dark grey figure hugging pencil skirt that finished just above her knees. It highlighted her trim figure, especially her pert 34c breasts, not that she wanted to appear sexy or attractive at a school but men always seemed to pay her more attention when she dressed like this and deals always seemed to go her way. She finally crossed the tarmac of the playing area and pulling open one of the double doors she took a deep breath and walked in. There was a small foyer and three doors at the far end, judging by the noise coming from within she took an educated guess and opened the middle door. The room fell silent as all eyes turned on the woman entering their world. Three of the walls were blank while windows ran the length of the fourth facing out to the rolling hills beyond the perimeter of the school. There was no way the room could be seen from the rest of the school. "Good morning boys, my name is...". But she was cut short by a voice that was deeper than she had expected from a boy that age. "Clare Harper. 35 years old, BA first class in business studies and a senior consultant for Telford Holdings Limited amongst others. Hobbies include reading, swimming, running and exotic holidays. And on a personal note may I say your photo does NOT do you justice". The rest of the class wolf whistled at this and Clare felt herself redden a little at the thought of these boys knowing so much about her. "Ah the joys of the internet". She thought as she walked to the desk at the front of the room. Putting her bag onto the chair she faced them and smiled. "Show no fear". She inwardly told herself. "Thank you for doing your research, it saves me the introductions. Well if you'll just give me a couple of minutes to set up my laptop then I'll begin". The group fell silent and Clare thought that they had got over their initial boisterous behaviour and were ready to learn something when another voice piped up. "Mrs Harper, or can I call you Clare"? She looked up and stared at the boy, who looked vaguely familiar. She'd seen his face somewhere before but couldn't think where. No matter, it wasn't important. "Please call me Clare, I'm not one of your teachers. What can I do for you?" "I'm Tony and I beg to differ Clare, I'm hoping you'll teach us a few things." The other boys jeered at the obvious double meaning. "You see Clare, according to my Grandfather you are, and I quote, a 'right little goer '. Now, what could he have meant by that I wonder?" Clare swallowed hard. Now she knew where she'd seen the boy's face before, in a photograph in her neighbour Keith's house. My God, she thought to herself, the old man had told him she'd let him and all of his friends strip and fuck her. Although she'd enjoyed being fucked she didn't expect the old man to tell his grandson. But then again he did ask Clare if she'd like to meet him and his twin brother but she never expected the meeting like this. So now she was paying the price of her new sluttish life - it had crossed over into her professional world and there was no going back. "OK, calm down everyone. Erm, I, err, what happened between me and him....." "AND all of his friends Clare, don't forget them." The other boys listened intently at the banter, most of them not knowing where it was going but a select few knew exactly where Tony was leading her. "OK, OK, I get it. Keith told you everything so what do you...oh my God!" The words stopped coming as the boy stood to reveal his exposed, rock hard cock. He smiled and continued talking as Clare couldn't take her eyes off the young dick. "As we can all see by your reaction, you like what you see but then again that should come as no surprise as we all know you love a stiff cock, don't you Clare?" The older woman stood stunned. She glanced over to the door and back, her heart rate increasing and her nerves began to feel panic. Tony walked around the desk and up to Clare at the front of the room, never taking his deep blue eyes away from hers. The room was deathly silent, some boys looking on in total disbelief at what was happening in front of them. "OK, this is what's going to happen. Clare here is going to help me educate the poor unfortunates amongst us who have never seen a naked woman before. Then we are all going to fuck her, every last one of us. Yes my friends, none of us is going to leave this room a virgin". He looked at he older woman with the smile of confidence and almost arrogance that only youth has. "I know you won't object Clare because I know what you're like, I know what you like and I know you like the thought of all of us inside you, don't you?" "What I like and don't like is none of your business Tony. Now put that thing away, return to your seat and we'll say no more about this outrageous behaviour". She was trying to save the situation as best she could. She had no idea how many of the class knew the full story but by the looks on some of their faces she guessed it wasn't all of them. With any luck Tony would see that his plan had failed and come to his senses. But Tony kept walking towards her, cock first. "Oh my God, just look at that cock, so hard, so big. God I want that cock in me". Clare thought to herself but the words that came out were resolute, she HAD to hold herself together. "Tony, this is your last warning, get dressed, sit down and we can begin the lesson". Tony just kept walking, smiling at her. "Oh we'll begin the lesson alright, just as soon as you're naked. Come on Clare look at yourself. You can't take your eyes off my dick and quite right too. We both know it's what you want, we both know you want to feel it pushed deep inside that wet, bald pussy of yours. Oh yes Clare, Grandfather spared no expense with the details, how he brought you off with his finger before you fucked him and all of his friends. Well here's where we do the same here. Here's where I bring you off before you fuck me and all of my friends. I know how much you enjoy a good orgasm Clare and it seems you're not too fussy about who gives it to you. She looked at the boys, imagining their young tight bodies, and some of them virgins, my God she'd never taken a boys virginity before and she had to admit she found the prospect very appealing. "What if we're caught, my career would be finished?" "Oh Clare, that's such a weak excuse. We won't be disturbed for at least an hour and a half, plenty of time to satisfy your craving." Tony stopped in front of her and her hand reached forwards, her slender, pale fingers wrapped themselves around Tony's thick, long shaft. She gave it a squeeze and a gentle rub, looking down as the foreskin rolled backwards and forwards. She uttered two words. "Oh fuck". The point of no return, they owned her. Tony leant closer to the woman and Clare took the initiative, bridging the space between their two faces she opened her soft red lips and kissed the boy. The atmosphere in the room was electric as his classmates watched Tony, for as the two of them shared a kiss his hands moved up and he cupped one of her tits through the thin material, caressing it softly before continuing to the top button of her blouse. He slid it free and moved down to the second one. Clare offered no resistance, partly because she was so turned on by the boy's tongue playing in her mouth and partly because she wanted fucking. The last button was undone and Clare pulled the fabric from the hem of her skirt and dropped the blouse on the floor behind her. Tony broke off the kiss and stood behind her. His firm young hands moving over her tight, flat stomach before cupping both of her tits through her bra. He could feel her nipples stiffen under his fingers as he kissed the white flesh of her neck. Clare tilted her head sideways to give him easier access and she moaned as one of his hands pushed its way inside her bra and she felt his fingers pinch her taut nipple. Some of the boys in the room had never even seen a woman in just a bra and they just stared open mouthed as Tony withdrew his hand and, moving both round to her back, he unhooked her. As the straps released their tension his hands moved up underneath them and he stroked up her shoulders and down her front, gently pushing the garment away from her breasts. Gravity took over and it fell forwards and off, down her trembling arms and onto the floor. She stood in front of a class room full of boys with her soft, vulnerable tits proudly on display. Her nipples were so stiff and Clare smiled as a few of the boys began to open their trousers and fish out their raging hard ons. Exactly copying how she had behaved with Keith, Tony's Grandfather, she raised her arms and grabbed the back of Tony's hair making her tits jut out even more. The boy, still kissing her neck, undid the single button her skirt, slid down the zipper and pushed it off her hips and onto the ground. All eyes were on her perfect body, just a pair of black lacy panties, dark hold ups and black high heeled shoes shielding her from total nudity. She really did feel like a cheap whore, and loved the feeling. Tony rubbed the front of her damp panties and she opened her legs a little but he moved away from her, much to Clare's disappointment as she was hoping to get finger fucked in front of the class. He rejoined the group and smiled. "Oh not yet Clare, you'll be cumming soon enough but first I want you to finish off this very erotic striptease". The boys cheered as they gazed upon the hot, cheating wife. Feeling so turned on she placed a hand either side of her knickers and slowly slid them off. She picked one boy and winked at him as her pussy came into view and the sight proved too much for the poor lad, with a little whimper and his hand on his cock he came. She kicked off her shoes and teasingly rolled down each of her hold ups, throwing them towards different boys as a souvenir. There was something about being totally naked in front of the group that turned her on even more. She realised that some men prefer a little saucy underwear but for her it was total nudity. There was something about feeling totally exposed and vulnerable that added to her pleasure. All around the room the remaining boys began unfastening their school trousers and Clare was faced by a dozen or more of the hardest cocks she had ever seen. What a difference from the group of old flaccid men, all these young, virile boys who were in their sexual prime. This was so wrong but the urges that were inside her outweighed any logic to what she was doing. Two boys pushed a couple of desks together and Tony guided Clare to them. He sat her down on the cold hard plastic surface and gently pushed her all the way down till she was lying on her back. Without any prompting Clare opened her legs and, resting her feet on the surface of the desks, proudly displayed her already damp, bald pussy to the class. Tony moved in between her legs and rubbed up and down her pussy a couple of times before sliding a finger inside the older woman. She gasped as he expertly worked the juices that were beginning to flow. "Gather round boys, I'm going to give you a lesson in how to make a woman cum". He withdrew his finger and sucked it. "Damn she tastes good". He thought to himself. He reached in again and opened up Clare's pussy with this fingers. He held onto her labia and opened up her entrance. Clare had never felt so hot, ever. Sure fucking the others was good and even exciting the old men got her juices flowing but to be put on display like this was making her feel horny like nothing before. As the young man's fingers moved up they found her clit, Clare knew this was not his first time, or second. The boy was an expert lover and knew exactly how to turn a woman on as his fingers slowly rotated on her stiff little bud. "This, for those of you that don't know, is a clit and as we can see, when treated the right way can have amazing effects on a woman." The boys watched as Tony slowly pushed the hood away from Clare's clit, exposing it to their amazed gazes. He began to masturbate Clare and the rest of the boys looked on (many for the first time) at a woman being given an orgasm. Clare's breathing became shallow and rapid and the feeling of ecstasy began in the pit of her stomach and spread to cover most of her body. She rested her arms above head her back arching and her hips beginning to thrust against his fingers. She closed her eyes and moaned so quietly. With his other hand Tony slipped two fingers back inside her and found her G spot. As he massaged this and her clit Clare's orgasm reached its height and with a feeling of euphoria coursing through her whole body she screamed. "Oh fuck, yes, yes, yes, oh my God YESSSSSSS". The boys watching could not believe what was happening as Clare squirted across the room and managed to cover a couple of the masturbating lads, another one of whom came instantly. Clare's eyes were still closed and she heard the familiar sound of trousers being pulled down. She kept them closed and moaned loudly as she felt a hot, young and VERY hard cock slide easily fully inside her . She automatically wrapped her legs around her lovers' back and opened her eyes to see Tony looking down at her. "Fuck me Clare, you are such a hot bitch. Grandfather was right"'. She just smiled and winked back at him. He fucked her with all the energy and stamina a boy of 17 has and she felt his balls relentlessly slam against her arse as her pussy was pounded. He squeezed and mauled her tits, slapping them making the skin go red. "Come on boys, she has another hole available you know, who has never had a blow job"? A boy at the back of the group timidly raised his hand and he was pushed forward by his peers. Clare beckoned the boy over to her head and he, reluctantly at first, obeyed her. When he was within arms length she reached out for his cock and wrapped her slim, pale fingers around the shaft. The boy whimpered as her hand began to wank him and pull him towards her waiting mouth. "Don't worry son, I won't bite it off now come closer." The boy did as he was told and watched as Clare pushed his foreskin back and licked the pre cum off the tip before opening her mouth fully and taking him deeply. He watched as her head moved backwards and forwards along his cock, her fingers gently massaging his balls and subconsciously he began to match her movements, fucking her face. As she took his entire length down her throat it was too much for him and with a little moan the boy emptied his load, making her gag. This made the boys cheer and one shouted. "Well done Nigel, first blow job and you made her gag". Nigel pulled his cock out of Clare's mouth and looked down at her, a line of spit still connecting his cock with her mouth. He smiled and said. "Yeah I did, I made her gag". He high fived another boy who was more than willing to take his place and Clare again found her mouth filled with cock. She felt Tony grip her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her flesh, and with one final deep thrust he too emptied his balls inside the older woman. "Best fuck I've had in a while". He said before pulling out and looking around the room. "OK, so who's next"? Simon, a tall muscular boy and obviously a rugby player grabbed Clare's ankles and put them up on his shoulder before placing the tip of his cock at her entrance. He rammed roughly inside her all the way to the balls and began fucking the older woman furiously. He was a lot bigger than Tony both in girth and length and she grimaced a little as her pussy stretched to accommodate him. She had never in her life experienced the raw energy the boys had and another orgasm washed over her as another cock was forced into her mouth. Looking around the room she saw the rest of the boys waiting to fuck her, all wanking slowly at the sight of this woman being well and truly gangbanged. Simon screwed her like a man possessed and he too lasted no more than a couple of minutes before adding to the cum at the back of Clare's pussy. He pulled out and a final rope of spunk flew across her flat stomach and up as far as her tits. Another cock was forced into her and she was beginning to feel the effects of such a fucking. Her legs ached at being held open and her pussy was staring to redden and swell as cock after cock battered it into submission. Strong young hands lifted her abused body up and turned her over laying her face down across the cum and sweat soaked desk. Clare felt fingers at her ass and knew what was coming next. She heard Tony's voice from behind her. "I'm not following those spunk monkeys in your sopping cunt Clare, I was first in your pussy and I intend to be first in your ass"' She bit her lip as Tony pushed his rod straight into her tight ring. She felt the pain as the boy withdrew almost completely before ploughing in again, his balls banging against her cum drenched cunt. The young man pulled her hair back and she was faced with two cocks being wanked side by side. She opened her mouth as two spurts of cum hit her face with some going in, which she swallowed as more hit her across the forehead and up into her hair. Tony's pace increased and Clare knew he was about to cum as the boy grabbed her hair tightly and pulling her head violently back, with one final deep thrust, emptied his load in her ass. He pulled out and Clare slowly rolled onto her back as Tony walked to her head and made her clean him up. She sucked and licked his sagging dick, tasting herself as she swallowed their mix. Her thighs were once more lifted and parted as another cock slid into her pussy. The new boy lasted no more than half a dozen strokes before his young face distorted as he could no longer hold back his orgasm. The two remaining boys stared at the older gaping pussy and seeing the spunk run out and down the crack of her ass they just moved either side of her body, kissing and sucking her tits. Clare reached out and took a hold of the final two cocks, wanking them till they came all over her bruised and aching body. The whole room fell silent as the boys moved away and looked at the fucked woman lying exhausted on a desk. A couple of them had their mobile phones out and were either filming her or taking photos but Clare was too far gone to care. Her pussy ached like never before and her whole body seemed to be covered in cum. She lay motionless for the next few minutes, her legs still open and hanging over the end of the desk, pussy a mess of cum and sweat. As she stood she felt sperm run out of her body and run down her legs. She felt used, ashamed, abused, violated and fucking amazing all at the same time. The boys had all dressed as she began to hunt for her clothes. Still naked she walked back to the front of the classroom and leant across the desk facing the group. "That was fucking incredible boys, I've never been fucked so hard in my life." She smiled at them and continued. "AND, not a virgin amongst you!" They all laughed but as they settled she issued a warning. "BUT this must stay hidden, no one can ever know what's happened here, and I mean no one! No grandfathers, brothers, fathers or friends, this is our secret." She didn't really expect for one moment that the boys would keep quiet but she had to say it. "One final thing Clare, before you get dressed. Some of the lads have never seen a woman flick the bean as it were so how about it? Show us how you bring yourself off." Tony smiled at her and sat looking around the room as they all nodded in agreement. Clare looked at them and once again with resignation she sat up onto the desk and opened her legs, giving the whole class an uninterrupted view of her cunt. Putting her right index finger on her clit, for the first time she felt the spunk pouring out of her body. "Jesus boys, how much jizz did you all fire up there? I knew younger men were in their prime but bloody hell, it's coming out of me like a waterfall". They all laughed as she was right. They could all see the creampie they had given Clare and Tony's was just starting to seep from her arse too. With all that and the load that had been fired across her tits, she looked and smelt like the cum dumpster they had made her. "I only hope I don't see the headmaster when I leave, he'll notice the smell of dried spunk straight away". "Alright Clare, stop banging on about it, you love it you old slag so don't deny it. Back to the business in hand slut, get your finger on that stiff little clit of yours and start rubbing". Clare moved the soles of her feet together and dropped her knees wide to make her pussy yawn even further open and lowered her body down till her back was flat against the desk so all the boys could see were her swollen cunt and red, abused tits. Moving her fingers once more to her clit she began moving in a circular movement, the little jolts of pleasure making her body twitch. She couldn't resist giving one of her tits a squeeze and pinching the nipple as she was determined to give the school boys one hell of a final show. Raising her head slightly she looked the boys, some of whom were filming the spectacle, never taking her finger off her clit. Faster and faster her finger went as her breathing shallowed and quickened as her orgasm built. Her eyes ran around the room and she tried to make eye contact with every boy, some of who were wanking themselves at the sight. Her movements quickened as she felt the stirrings in the pit of her stomach. She threw her head back and screamed as a jet of her cum squirted once more across the classroom, heralding one almighty orgasm. She lay motionless, dropping her arms to her side but keeping her knees wide. She felt totally used and spent. These boys had given her body the pounding of her life. There was surely no way this experience could be beaten. No men could ever fuck her like they had and she realised she could never have sex with Phil again. Phil, the pitiful little prick she was married to, the man who thought a few one night stands' was a great sex life. She looked up at the boys and smiled to herself, what the fuck does he know about great sex! It took her several days for her body to return to normal, for all of the swellings to subside and all of the fluids to drain out of her. Six weeks later she realised she hadn't had a period in a while. Six months later her decree absolute arrived. Nine months later she became the mother of a baby boy. 10208 2.18/512345