Geneva School for Girls Ch. 02

Again, Gabby looked from one man to the other, noticing that the professor was looking her up and down hungrily. She'd seen that look in the eyes of boys, and men, before, and she knew exactly what it meant. Her father looked at her that way now too, and she liked that look from him best of all. "What sort of agreement, Daddy?"

Hart coughed to clear his throat before continuing. "While you're here at this school, the professor is going to continue teaching you some of the things I've been teaching you over the summer."

Gabby's eyes flew wide open as she realized what her father was saying. "You mean...the professor?" She pointed at the grizzled older man. "You mean the professor and I are going to..."

Hart nodded. "That's right, Gabby. To put it bluntly, the professor is going to fuck you whenever he wants."

"But Daddy, NO!" Gabby all but shrieked. "I...I only want to be with you that way."

The rich man had to grit his teeth. His heart went out to his daughter, while at the same time he was seething with anger over the predicament her careless words had put them in. "I'm sorry, Gabby, but you should have thought of that earlier before you let your mouth run off with your friends. We don't have any choice. Would you rather see me go to jail?"

The girl shook her head vehemently. "No, of course not."

"Well then this is the way it's going to be. Basically, the professor here is going to take my place when it comes to what you and I have been doing over these last few months." He paused, letting his words sink into the girl's spinning mind. "Now, I need you to do this for us, Gabby...for me. Like I said, I could go to prison for a long, long time. Can I count on you to hold up our side of the agreement with Professor Davis?" Again, Hart looked over at the professor, who gave another gentle nod of understanding.

"I...I guess," Gabby uttered, her voice quivering.

"You guess?"

"Yes sir. I will." Gabby looked over at her father, her eyes echoing the pain she was feeling inside.

"All right, then. That's better. The professor is suggesting that the two of you get started immediately." Gabby looked at her father, her eyes opening wide. "Don't worry, I'm going to stay right here. The professor promised me that he wouldn't hurt you, and he suggested that I 'chaperone' your first encounter to ensure he stays true to his word. Don't worry, Gabby, you'll be fine. I'll see to it." He gave the professor a look that told him he hadn't been fucking around when he said he'd see to it he'd never fuck again if he abused his daughter in any way.

"Besides asking me to do this, will YOU be punishing me, Daddy?"

Hart waved his hand in her direction. "That can wait." He gestured towards the older man sitting across from him. "Now, go do as Professor Davis says."

Gabby slowly walked around the desk as the professor swivelled his seat sideways. She stopped when she was standing right in front of him.

With a kind, yet firm, voice, the professor gave her his first instruction. "Take off your blouse and bra, Gabby." The young girl hesitated as she looked over at her father. "Your father can't help you now, young lady. You heard what he said about what could happen if the authorities get involved."

"Pleeeease, Daddy," Gabby begged, her eyes filling with tears once more.

"Do as he says," Hart responded without hesitation. He found it both intriguing and disturbing that he'd answered her pleading request immediately in the way that he did. He realized that once he'd allowed his mind to accept what was going to happen to his daughter, he had no reluctance when it came to ordering her to be taken by the older man. For some reason, he found the idea of his sweet young thing fucking the old codger perversely arousing. He just hoped the old guy didn't have a heart attack while his cock was buried inside her.

Resigning herself to what was about to happen, and realizing she had to do whatever was necessary to please her father, and keep him out of jail, Gabby reached up and undid her blouse. She noticed both men locking their eyes on her chest as she undid the buttons and her big boobs started to come into view. She undid the last button of her blouse, peeled it off and set it on the professor's desk.

"Splendid," the professor said, his eye's feasting on her bra-encased tits. She looked down herself at her frilly white bra. It was one her father had gotten her from Victoria's Secret. It was wickedly sexy and yet delicately feminine at the same time. The lace-trimmed cups barely covered her nipples, giving a sinfully teasing view of her greatest attribute. The bra was heavily reinforced, the structural support absolutely necessary to carry the sizable load. The slender straps over her shoulders were stretched as taut as bridge cables, evidence of the heaviness they were carrying. Her cleavage was deep, dark, and sinfully enticing.

"Now the bra," the professor said, gesturing to Gabby to continue undressing.

Knowing there is no way out for her, Gabby reached behind her back and undid her bra. She drew it forward, the straps sliding down her arms and off. She placed it on top of her blouse on the desk. Dressed only in her pleated school skirt, white knee socks, and black patent Mary Janes, she faced the professor, standing with her massive tits on full display in front of the seated instructor.

"Come here, girl," the older man said as he sat forward on the edge of his chair.

Gabby did as she was told, her boobs wobbling teasingly as she took a couple of steps forward and stood between his spread thighs.

"They're perfect," Professor Davis muttered before leaning forward and slipping his lips over one protruding nipple. As he started to suck at the sweet red bud, his wrinkled hands came up to cup her huge tits. He pressed the heavy orbs together, further pushing the stiffening nipple into his mouth. After working on one nipple for a couple of minutes, he switched to the other, his lips and tongue working over the sensitive button salaciously.

"Nnnffff..." Unable to control herself, Gabby gave off an unintelligible moan. The professor's mouth felt wonderful on her boobs, his mature tongue lashing teasingly over her sensitive young flesh. Almost unconsciously, she slid her hands around to the back of his head and into his wiry gray hair. She pulled him closer to her chest, her heaving breasts wanting more attention from his experienced hands and mouth.

As Mr. Hart watched, the professor groped and suckled at his daughter's mammoth tits for close to fifteen minutes. Hart felt himself getting strangely aroused as he watched, fascinated by the old man's face pressed against his teenage daughter's soft young tit-flesh. Finally, the old man sat back, admiring the girl's voluminous breasts, her pink skin glistening with his saliva. Hart watched as the man got to his feet, the front of his trousers tented obscenely.

"What the fuck?" Hart thought to himself, his eyes focussing in on the enormous protuberance. He saw his daughter look down at the old man's crotch as well, her eyes opening wide.

Gabby felt the professor's hands push down on her shoulders as she looked at his tented-out crotch. Without a word being said, and mesmerized by that gigantic bulge, she willingly dropped to her knees.

"Take off my pants."

The words came from above her and, as if in a trance, Gabby reached forward and silently undid the man's belt and opened his pants, pulling them down to his ankles. His cock was at full-mast, tenting out his boxers obscenely.

"You're as big as my dad," Gabby said, finally able to pull her eyes away from the professor's cock and look up at his weathered old face.

"You're a lucky girl to have a father as big as me," the professor said, a smile on his face.

Feeling herself starting to salivate, Gabby reached for the waistband of his underwear and drew those down as well, his huge gnarled cock unfurling and rising up before him.

"Fuck me!" Mr. Hart muttered to himself as he gazed at the old man's cock rearing up in front of his daughter's face. "The guy's hung like a fucking horse!" As those thoughts went through his head, he saw his daughter's tongue slip out and circle around her lips unconsciously, her eyes never leaving the drooling head of the gigantic cock before her. It was bobbing up and down slowly with each beat of the old man's heart, the big mushroom head engorged with blood. Hart thought the man's cock looked like a deadly club, capable of doing severe damage. Hart had thought he himself was well-hung, but even he had to admit that this old bastard had him beat, both in length, and girth.

"That's all for you, sweetheart," the professor said, flashing Gabby's father a quick smile before turning his attention back to the eager young girl kneeling before him. "Go ahead, take it in your mouth. I want you to keep sucking until I feed you a nice big load. And then we'll move on to something else after that."

Again, Mr. Hart felt himself getting almost dizzy as he listened to the old man's words. Was this geezer really good for more than one load?

Gabby opened her mouth wide and slid her lips over the old man's prodigious member. It felt sinfully hot as the broad flared head slid between her parted lips. Her tongue moved over the pebbly glans, coating it with her slippery saliva. When her lips slipped over the pronounced ridge, she gave a little purr of pleasure, and then started bobbing her head up and down, just like her daddy had taught her.

Hart looked on as his daughter slavishly worshipped the professor's cock. He thought he would be angry, but he felt strangely aroused. Gabby was sucking the old man's cock as enthusiastically as she'd sucked his, maybe even more so. That was one of the things he loved most about her, her eagerness to please when it came to anything related to sex. Not only did she have a killer body that any man would crave, but her attitude and curiosity when it came to fucking and sucking was right off the charts. Right now, Hart could see that enthusiasm in the way she was slobbering and groaning deep in her throat as she bobbed up and down on the professor's huge prick. Her gob was slithering down the throbbing prick in silvery rivulets, hanging off the underside of that girthy cock obscenely.

Knowing firsthand how luxurious those sweet young lips feel on your cock, Hart knew exactly how the professor must be feeling. And watching his daughter suck on that enormous rod like a cheap whore, he found himself quickly getting hard. He knew he shouldn't be feeling this way, but seeing his daughter go after that old man's cock like she'd never get enough had the blood rushing to Hart's stiffening prick. Unable to control what he was feeling, he unzipped his pants and fished out his swelling member. He wrapped his hand around it in a warm loving corridor and started stroking back and forth, precum oozing from the glistening eye at the tip. He saw the professor glance his way with a knowing smile as he continued to watch his sweet young daughter blow the man, a man who was old enough to be her grandfather. It made Hart think of his own father, Gabby's grandfather, and wondered how she'd feel about blowing him. For some reason, he knew she'd love it. The thought of that made his prick throb even harder.

"That's the way, girl," the professor said as he took Gabby's head in his hands. Guiding her head up and down, he picked up the pace. "I'm close, sweetheart. I'm going to give you a nice big mouthful pretty soon. Just keep...yeah...just like...OH YEAH...HERE YOU GO..."

And with that, the old man started flooding Gabby's mouth. She felt a huge rope shoot deep into her sucking mouth, the feel of that masculine spunk hitting the back of her mouth making her teenage pussy cream sinfully. She kept sucking, and the old man kept shooting, splashing her tonsils with shot after shot of cum. She swallowed, but she couldn't keep up, some of the milky seed leaking from the corners of her stretched lips. He kept coming, his sizzling spunk pooling nastily on the back of her tongue. As the creamy jizz settled on her taste buds, she almost swooned as the masculine flavor of his semen warmed her senses. She swallowed again, and as the professor's prick slowed its spewing assault, she pulled her mouth off the throbbing dick and went after the precious gobs of seed that had seeped out from the corners of her mouth. She licked up the pearly strands of semen clinging to the underside of the veiny shaft, slurping them up noisily before she swallowed again, loving the feeling of the gooey cock-honey sliding down her throat. When she was finished, she sat back on her heels and looked up at the professor with adoring eyes.

"I think we've had an effect on your father, Gabby."

She turned to see her father fisting his thick cock. "Daddy!!" Gabby exclaimed, her eyes gleaming as she watched her father pound away at his rearing dick.

"You know I can't help myself, princess," Hart said as he continued to blatantly whack off, his eyes feasting on his daughter's huge tits and cum-soaked lips.

"I think you need to take care of that, don't you, Gabby?"

Gabby looked up to see a knowing smile on the professor's face as he nodded towards her father. "Yes sir," she replied. With her heart racing with excitement, she scooted from one side of the desk to the other, sliding her mouth down over her father's thrusting cock. She mewed like a kitten with a bowl of warm milk as she willingly accepted the now-familiar cock into the deep recesses of her young mouth.

Professor Davis looked over at the hedge fund founder and his young daughter, the pretty young thing kneeling between her father's spread thighs, her head bobbing rhythmically up and down. She was bathing the cock that had made her with her flowing spittle, worshipping that glistening slab of flesh with the utmost devotion as she bobbed up and down. The professor realized he was witnessing a very special moment, a moment shared by very few, a moment when a daughter was showing her unconditional love for her father in the most intimate way possible. The old man found the touching incestuous scene illicitly exciting. He reached down and started to stroke his recently-spent cock. Watching the lurid action happening before him, it wasn't long before the blood started pouring back into his sizable prick.

Hart let his daughter work on his cock for a few minutes, luxuriating in the delicious sensations that hot young mouth of hers was bringing to him. He looked over at the old man on the other side of the desk, noticing, with surprise, that the old man was once again hard as a rock. A lurid idea popped into his head. "Look at that, Gabby, you've gone and gotten the professor hard again. I think you need to handle both of us at once."

Gabby slipped her lips off her father's rearing prick and looked over at the professor. He was watching her, a perverse look in his eyes and an obscene smile on his face as he continued to stroke that mighty cock of his. She turned back to her father, confused by what to do.

"Don't worry, baby girl," her father said as he gave her a calming nod. "The professor and I will show you how it's done."

As her father stood up and helped her to her feet, she turned as the professor said, "Gabby, this is a night you'll remember for the rest of your life. You're a big girl now."

Gabby felt her father's hands on her as he pushed her against the edge of the professor's desk. "Lean over the desk and suck that big cock, baby."

Gabby did as she was told, leaning over the desk as the professor moved closer, feeding the big flared head of his cock right back into her eagerly-waiting mouth. Gabby felt her father flip her pleated skirt up over her back, exposing her white panties from behind.

"We won't be needing these anymore," she heard her father say as he drew her panties down. She lifted each foot in turn as he pulled off the soaked piece of white cotton and brought it to his face. He inhaled deeply, feeling the intoxicating scent of young cunt settling wickedly on his senses. He tossed the panties across to the professor, who did the same. With his daughter's lips working on the old man's thrusting prick, Hart watched the professor turn the panties inside out and run his tongue over the cunt-soaked fabric before stuffing the panties right into his mouth. An obscene wet sucking sound filled the room. It made Hart's own cock twitch even more as he watched the lurid act.

Gabby felt her father move close and slide his big prick into her dripping pussy. She felt him set his feet firmly, and then he slammed it home, making her groan loudly, even with her mouth full of old man cock. Her father leaned over her, his fingers sliding beneath her bent-over form as he filled his hands with her big tits. The professor had a hold of her head now, working her avidly-sucking mouth back and forth on his throbbing dick.

Hart looked up at the older man, who had now spit out the panties onto his desktop. He knew he and the professor were sharing a unique and special experience, spit-roasting his daughter like some cheap slut. And Hart was loving every illicit second of it. Hart once again pictured his own father in the professor's place, both of them working over young Gabby from each end. The thought of his own gray-haired father fucking his little girl's face while his own cock was hammering her sweet young cunt was turning him on even more.

Hart looked over at the professor, who acknowledged his gaze with a nod. Both men seemed to feed on each other's wanton desires, both of them picking up the pace as they gave it to Gabby for all they were worth. Nasty wet sounds filled the room as they continued to pound away at two of her willing holes.

Gabby realized that both men were using her to satisfy their own lustful desires, without a thought for her own pleasure. It didn't matter, she loved it. She loved the older men being in charge, making use of her in any way they wanted. She loved them doing it to her, fucking her and making use of her mouth and pussy as much, or as hard, as they wanted. Her own pleasure level was soaring and as her father slammed his prick in to the hilt one more time, she climaxed under the assault of his energetic fucking.

"UGGHGLLUGGG..." She moaned like an animal in heat as she came, her body thrashing about as the two men kept working her over. They were relentless as she twitched and shook, sliding their rigid pricks in and out of her pussy and sucking mouth. She came for a long time, but they never let up with their twin-pronged assault, mercilessly pummelling her mouth and gushing cunt.

"Let's change positions," she heard her father say from behind her.

The professor pulled his cock out of her mouth with an audible "POP" as she stayed there gasping, her lips pursed forward, wanting that huge prick back between her lips. The old man stepped around the desk and sat on the couch, his horse-like cock rearing up between his legs.

"Ride that fucking cock," her father said as he pulled his own throbbing boner out of her slippery twat.

Still wearing her pleated skirt, white socks, and Mary Janes, Gabby faced the older man and straddled him. With her knees on either side of his legs, she lifted her little skirt and mounted his thrusting erection, feeling her young pussy-lips stretch out over the enormous crown. She wriggled herself into just the right position and then, taking a deep breath, lowered herself onto the monstrous cock.

"OHHGG FFFFUCCCKKKKK..." A low-throated moan escaped Gabby's lips as she sunk down on the old man's cunt-stretching cock, all the way until her soft pink pussy-lips were pressed into his grizzled abdomen. With the thick cock buried inside her, she wriggled her curvy bum, making sure she had every last inch way up inside her.