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Do you write sex stories or sex-related texts? Register here to post. Posted Sun 8th of June Report. Panting for breath, she ran past deserted classrooms, none of which offered any hope of refuge or escape — she Lesbian gang bang stories on the third floor of a long block, and even if a window would open far enough, it was too high to jump.

Tearful and gasping, she looked back over her shoulder at the sounds of closing pursuit, the raucous whoops of her hunters. Three black teenage girls appeared around the corner, running with an easy lope, barely having broken into a sweat. They laughed jeeringly when they saw her small form leaning against a doorway, exhausted and straining for breath. The teacher realised at that moment that it was hopeless — not only could she not out-run them, but they had been playing with her, herding her like a sheep to the pen.

They had cut her off at every chance of escape, forcing her ever deeper and higher into the empty school buildings, so that now she was completely trapped, on the top floor and in a hallway that was a dead end. Still the instinct to flee dies hard, and she pushed herself away from the wall and staggered, rather than ran, to the furthest end of the corridor. Her attackers closed in on their target, more serious now as the reckoning approached. As the teacher backed, sobbing and pleading, into the empty classroom at furthest end, they crowded in around her, and seized their prey.

Then, when she had first run from them, she yelled loudly for help.

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There was usually a security guard on patrol at this time, but there was no one in the block — the bitches had timed her capture carefully. As she was at the start of her teaching career and had little experience, Jenny could not be too choosy about where she worked — so she had taken this job in a high school on the edge of the inner city, where about two-thirds of the pupils were black.

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Jenny was in her early twenties, white and middle-class, not very tall at five feet four inches, and quite pretty — not outstanding, but well above merely average in her looks. Her hair was light brown but she dyed it blonde, and she had nice brown eyes and a good complexion. However, her best feature was definitely her ass — it had always been cute and round and bouncy, but without the slightest suggestion of flab or fat. She liked to wear tight skirts, even pencil cut, or well-tailored trouser suits, but this time the tapered knee-length black skirt and the two-inch heels on the matching black boots had been no help at all, restricting her movements as she ran and slowing her down.

Probably she could not have escaped her fate anyway. The gang of three black girls who were about to overpower her were all much larger and stronger than she was, and ten times meaner. Although they were pupils at the high school, they were all seventeen years old and were star performers in the athletics and sports teams — one was a sprinter, one a javelin thrower, one a tennis player, and all three were in the basketball team. They were between five foot ten and six foot in height, and built in proportion — not over-muscled, but fit, strong, sleek, confident and aggressive.

Of course, fear of losing her job — even, in the case of the younger girls, going to prison — deterred her from ever acting on her fantasies. They remained a matter for masturbatory tangles in the sheets in the loneliness of her studio apartment or, on her occasional weekends in the state capital when she cruised the lesbian bars and tried to get picked up by the youngest and most feminine woman available which she managed fairly often, being a cute and attractive package herself.

Sometimes on these occasions Jenny would close her eyes in the moments of approaching orgasm and pretend that it was a girl from one of her classes who was going down on her, like sweet sixteen-year old Kishiko with her small breasts and boyish slim hips, or curvy redhead Macy-Jane with the ass that looked so hot in tight white pants.

On this fateful Tuesday, warm in the late spring, the last class of the afternoon had been the one including Marcella. The black babe was scantily dressed even for a teenager in this neighbourhood on a hot day — very brief and tight cut-off denim shorts, with a seam that must be riding up into her pussy cleft and rubbing it with every movement, and a sleeveless, low cut, halter-neck shirt which showed most of her breasts. These were large — easily D cup — and firm, needing no support; it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra, and her nipples were poking through the thin cotton top.

Her long shapely legs ended in white sporty ankle-socks and a smart pair of trainers. Jenny took Lesbian gang bang stories gulp, and tried to ignore the pooling wetness in her panties — but that became almost impossible, for instead of taking her usual place at the rear of the room where Jenny knew Marcella indulged in sardonic commentary with her friends during the class, insolently just below the level of hearing, almost daring Jenny to challenge her about itthe black girl took the desk in the very middle of the front row.

As Jenny began the class, rising to her feet in sudden uncomfortableness and feeling the need to move around, Marcella sat forwards in her chair, appearing to be interested, but at the same time affording Jenny a very clear view down the front of her cleavage.

Jenny tried to tune this out and carry on, Lesbian gang bang stories her eyes kept coming back to the sight of the ripe young breasts, visible almost to the nipples. At the end of class Jenny was relieved — and so aroused she wanted only to get out of the school and go home to jerk herself off. However, as the other pupils filed out of the room, Marcella approached and asked if she could talk to her about something.

So when Marcella then explained that she had to see the athletics coach for a few minutes, by prior appointment, but if she came back in fifteen minutes would Miss Gibson please still be there, Jenny readily agreed. When twenty minutes had passed, with the school now emptied of its pupils and staff, Jenny gave a shrug and decided Marcella had either been detained or had forgotten, and it would have to wait for another day.

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In fact, no such thing had happened, and there was no appointment with the sports coach — everything from the clothes Marcella had put on that morning to her after-class request had been carefully planned, so as to leave the cute Miss Gibson alone, defenceless and vulnerable. The door of her classroom swung open, and three tall and arrogantly confident black girls swept in. Marcella was at the apex of their wedge, flanked on the left by Cerise a bit less full in the bust, but taller, and with long curling black hair falling to the middle of her back and on the right by Darby the tennis player and most muscular of the three, but still attractive with her wide nose and full lips that Mick Jagger might envy.

Cerise wore a Lesbian gang bang stories and very tight scarlet mini-skirt, with a contrasting navy-blue figure-hugging sweater on top; Darby had white boots, black hold-up stockings of which the tops were visible under her extremely short white skirt, and a short black tube top which left both her midriff and her shoulders bare — apart from the thin straps of the underwired black bra that she was wearing underneath it.

They were a powerfully sexy trio, exuding sensuality but also menace and danger. What do you mean? Jenny was shocked and half-stunned — never before had she been struck by a pupil, and she hardly knew what to do. Then she gave a half-scream, half-gurgle, for Marcella had reached forwards and grasped one breast, whilst Darby had grabbed the other — and the cruel black bitches twisted them in opposite directions, before pinching hard on her nipples.

Why else would they want to rape her, to hurt and humiliate her? For just a moment, the black gang released their hold on the ashen-faced young white woman. Jenny seized her opportunity, shoving aside Cerise who was between her and the doorand making a dash for freedom. In a second, the black girls were after her, and suddenly Darby appeared from a parallel corridor to cut in front of the young teacher, closing her off from the main entrance hallway. Then the pursuit began, hounding Jenny from corridor to stairs to landing, herding her upwards and away from safety, into the most remote and quiet parts of the empty echoing building.

It had all been a game — in fact, they had deliberately given her the chance to run, knowing that her small size, awkward clothes and general unfitness made her an easy catch, and wanting to get her into a place where the chance of interruption or rescue was nil. Lesbian gang bang stories now, in the upstairs classroom, the three black vultures closed in on their prey — a victim whose resistance had largely been broken in the pursuit, and who now had little strength, physical or mental, with which to resist her fate.

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Especially as you are a lesbo anyway! Even if she escaped jail, doubts would remain and the damage would have been done: her career as a teacher would be finished almost before it had begun. Jenny wept, unable to see any way out, terrified but also — just slightly — aroused by her helpless, submissive plight. However, her pleading only aroused the sexual excitement of her rapists even further, and the quavering sound of her fear stoked their lustful anticipation of her ordeal to come.

Cerise and Darby moved in on either side of her, as smoothly as if they had rehearsed it, and Lesbian gang bang stories gripped one of her arms. The pretty young teacher was revealed in the decorative laciness of her favourite white underwear, with a soft cup bra decorated with an entwining-flower motif and matching knickers in a sensual Brazilian-style cut with a curving lace trim around the top, and white hold-up stockings. Jenny looked in shame at the floor as the three black girls gazed avidly at her soft pink body, now offered up in Lesbian gang bang stories alluring feminine lingerie.

This provoked another shocked reaction from the panic-stricken teacher, something between a shriek and a gasp. It was at that point, with her pussy exposed and being roughly probed, that Jenny accepted that she was going to be subjected to a lesbian rape — though she had never heard of such a thing before, and still could not believe that women would attack each other in this horrible violent way. However, there was no doubting now what these terrifying black bitches had in mind for her — she just hoped that she could endure it, without getting too badly hurt.

The teacher gave another mewling whimper as Marcella picked up her knife, pulled out the front of the panties, and slashed them through. She had not noticed that Darby and Marcella had been carrying small shoulder bags — but to her horror, when these were unzipped, leather cuffs and strong silk cords were produced from them. Then the tall girl stepped back a pace and removed her tight shorts, revealing underneath a skimpy thong in satiny black. This she took off as well, but not before rubbing it into her aroused and wet vagina several times.

Jenny gagged on the taste and smell, but she could not eject it as immediately afterwards the girls strapped a ball gag tightly in place. Darby and Cerise held the young teacher firmly in place, open and vulnerable, and Jenny howled in despair as Marcella stepped between her legs and positioned the knob of the huge device at the entrance to her vagina.

She was deeply afraid — the bitch had put no lubrication on the dildo shaft, so this was going to be rough and nasty, and hurt like hell. There was no disguising what this was: a callous, brutal rape, in which pleasure was being taken from the pain of the captured woman. Jenny felt that she was being ripped open, the dildo shaft impaling her like a spear, and her body was wracked by convulsions.

Mostly these were of hurt and terror, but in a far away part of her, underneath the shock, her physical body and unconscious mind were responding to the forcefulness of the fucking. It was if someone else was in charge from the waist down, and whilst her conscious self and her upper body struggled and protested, her pelvis began to respond to the stimulus of the penetrations, and her vagina became slippery and wet, easing the entry of the dildo. Marcella gave a harsh laugh, pulling the strap-on completely out of her victim as aggressively as she had shafted it into her, and replacing it with a thrust from two of her fingers.

With another cruel laugh, Marcella rammed the dildo back in, even deeper and more painfully, making Jenny gasp but also raise her hips to meet it. With the teacher now lying supine in despair, Cerise and Darby needed only one hand to grip her arms. The white woman was sweat-soaked and shaking, close to being in a state of hysteria and shock. She was pushed over this, face downwards, with her ankles strapped to the legs on one side and her wrists tied to the legs on the other, so that she made an upside-down U shape. Cerise quickly stripped off her blue top, scarlet mini-skirt and the low-cut red panties she wore underneath, leaving only their matching half-cup bra.

Marcella handed the strap-on to her friend, who proceeded to indulge her favourite pleasure — fucking a helpless white woman from behind, doggy-style. But what was to come from Darby was to be much worse. Dazed and bemused, Jenny did not at first understand what this ified — but when Darby stepped up behind her prone body and nudged the tip of the dildo against her asshole, she had a second of horrified realisation before the evil bitch rammed it into her anus.

If Jenny had writhed and screamed before, she redoubled it now. Her pussy had taken strap-ons plenty of times before, though few as large as this and never so brutally — but her ass was untouched, as she had never liked the idea of anal intercourse. Now she had no option, and her anal virginity was ripped away as she hollered uselessly into the disgusting gag, screaming soundlessly.

At the end, she briefly passed out — but not just from pain and fright, for she was swept away also by a third powerful orgasm. The raped school-teacher came round within a few seconds, to find that she had been turned over and retied, so that her head was dangling over the back of the desk. Marcella removed the gag from their limp victim and prised the Lesbian gang bang stories panties out of her mouth. The dominant black teen then instructed the teacher that she must wear them for the rest of the week, without washing them, and that the gang would check on this regularly which they do over the next few days, on several occasions one of the trio being the last to leave her classroom and demanding a flash of her knickers before the next class comes in.

Jenny felt soiled and owned, and had a glimpse of what slavery must have felt like. As they departed, Darby gave the white woman a contemptuous poke in the ribs with her shoe, making her curl up into an even tighter ball. The lesbian rapists walked away, not even caring to give their victim a backwards glance, and their unconcerned laughter echoed down the corridor. The rape ends here Jenny shuddered as she lay on the cold floor.

She had never felt so taken, and was both traumatised and yet beneath that also somehow thrilled in parts of her psyche that she had not realised even existed. She cried softly to herself, wrapping her arms around her battered and abused breasts. She slowly buttoned her shirt, fastened her shoes, and staggered to her feet, holding onto the desk for support.

Her cunt ached and throbbed, and her asshole hurt like it was on fire, and every step she took brought a stab of pain. Almost blindly, on auto-pilot, she tottered down the hallway, remembering at the last minute to return to her own classroom for the jacket and briefcase that she had abandoned there. She stopped here for a few moments at the scene where the assault had begun, and tears ran down Lesbian gang bang stories cheeks for the innocence that she had lost.

Then she stumbled from the building, down the front steps and across to the staff parking lot — still seeing no one on the way. However, the girl gang had not yet left. When they had reached the front lobby, Marcella and Cerise peeled off to the left, entering the small office of the school security staff.

She was nearly as tall as Marcella, and her full bust was highlighted by a waist that was still quite slim for a woman entering middle-age. The shorts tumbled down her legs to her ankles, and she deftly stepped out of them — now that Jenny was wearing her panties, there was nothing underneath. The two black teens enjoyed the attentions of the mature woman, and still more when she cast aside her uniform tie, shirt and skirt, removed her panties, and proceeded to fuck each of them with a strap-on. For this, Marcella lay on her back on the small camp-bed in the rear office, pulled her knees up to her waist, gripped her ankles, and spread her thighs wide apart, opening herself up completely.

Cerise liked getting it from behind as well as giving it, and for her turn she knelt on the bed and stuck her ass up in the air. Both girls were already high and wild with sexual frenzy from the rape and now, as well as rewarding the guard for it was no coincidence that the attack had occurred on her shiftthey got the release they craved, coming in turn as she expertly shafted them with the strap-on. Afterwards, relaxed and satiated, they laid the security guard down on the small bed, and Marcella ate out her cunt whilst Cerise sucked on each of her tits in turn, until the mature black woman groaned and arched her back in a rippling series of orgasms.

So it was Darby who saw and sniggered as Jenny tottered from the block entrance to her car, taking three or four attempts to get it unlocked, and then driving erratically away. Jenny drove home in a daze, attracting several angry honks of the horn for slow starts at traffic lights and poor lane-keeping. This soothed her physical aches, but did much less for her mental turmoil. Hardly knowing what she thought or felt, the young teacher put on her softest and longest nightdress and crawled into bed, curling up into a ball under the duvet.

One hand clutched at her bruised and aching pussy, and the other cradled her abused breasts. For a while she cried softly to herself, but what really frightened and appalled her was not the degradation and pain Lesbian gang bang stories she had endured, but the pleasure and excitement that had grown as her abuse continued. Her mind kept replaying the scenes of her ravishment, the sense of helpless submission to the three tall strong girls, the sight of their black hands gripping and dominating her pale pink flesh, and the shocking memories of her triple orgasms.

The young teacher gave a soft moan, and then slipped out of bed. Pushing the duvet aside, Jenny lay on her back on the bed, and began fondling and stroking her own pussy. After a minute, as she began to moan, she opened the drawer beside her bed and took out the largest and longest of her two vibrators. Jenny did not switch it on, but used it to emulate the strap-on — plunging it in and out of her cunt in a hard, almost vicious rhythm. Take me — rape me! Fucking rape me!! It was therefore with some element of anticipation, as well as much apprehension, that Miss Gibson received the next instructions from her new owners later in the week.

She had accepted that she had no alternative, and had known this when Marcella first explained the honey-trap which had been sprung — which was why she had kept silent after the rape and did not cavil or demur now.

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