"Student Blackmail II"
Starring Alana
Directed By JohnM
Coach feels he's a lucky man to have Alana. Of all the hot high-school athletes he's hooked up with, she's sexually the best. He knows this one's going to last, unlike the previous candidate, Summer, who ended badly but beautifully, in a way he often recalls, and wonders what it would be like to make it happen again.

After school, Alana comes to him in the little room behind his office. Forty-three and eighteen, they embrace on the couch. His uninhibited student pulls out his throbbing cock and gulps it down like a sweet sausage, then licks and sucks it until he's ready to fuck her. He pumps her doggie over the couch, then flips her over and fucks her tight pussy missionary as the good lord intended. She plays with her slippery groin around the shaft of his plunging cock and his orgasm builds just as she's cumming. Her fluids burst in cataracts down her thighs and his hot load spews all over her belly as it arches and contracts with the pulsations of her climax.

Afterward, like a gentleman, he goes to get her a towel and in his absence, her face changes. Something's up with this girl. When he returns she's all smiles again and he decides to tell her his future plans for him and her. But she has a surprise for him, too. She knows his wife holds a high-profile seat on the school board and makes it clear she means to blackmail him. But she's enjoying her sense of power over him so much she doesn't heed how his face hardens, and she fails to note how he now looks at her tense with anticipation of what he's going to do.

She turns her back on him to dress, tells him to write a check, then changes her mind and demands cash. As she bends to pull her panties up over her calves, he grabs a computer mouse, whips its cord around her throat, jerks her upright and drags her backward onto the couch. Torn from her heady mix of sexual afterglow and exultation at her new-found power, Alana's horrified to be suddenly fighting for her life. He tightens the cord so her tongue extrudes and her limbs and torso spasm with the intense energy of an athletic girl of eighteen's post-coital death-struggle.

Watching her 38D's flop and jiggle gets him hard again. He eases her to the floor, keeping a tight rein on her breath, and admires her splayed legs and glistening pussy. He decides to give her one last gift before he finishes her. He forces her flat on her back between his spread legs and with both hands tightens the cord around her neck, gazing coldly down at her supine struggles. The crown of her head presses against his hard cock each time she arches her spine.

Once she's weaker and waxily compliant, he cradles her across one thigh, forces her legs wide apart with his heels, and caresses, squeezes and fingers her pussy while he strangles her, all the while telling her how much she's loving it. To her shock and horror, Alana responds erotically to this brutal byplay. A helpless puppet of sex and strangulation, utterly controlled by the penetration and constriction of her killer's opposed hands, Alana's so wet she knows he senses her excitement. And her being so exposed, so humiliated, thrills her with a pulse of genital pleasure that cuts through even her terror and desperation. An imperious pressure deep in her cunt compels her arousal, even as this twisted submission and complicity in her own murder make her squirm with revulsion and shame.

But then she remembers how wicked a girl she's been and feels the justice in her punishment too. And with this admission to herself, her deep pulse of pleasure throbs again, even stronger, and frees her to take perverse, exquisite pleasure in her killer's intimate touches -- pleasure at once part of and payment for her torment under this terminal discipline she must now both endure and enjoy. He tickles her clitoris and pinches her G-spot, and she marvels how well his fingers know her map. His fingers probe deeper and suddenly stiffen, vibrating like an electric prod and, with a gape of submission into his stony visage, she relinquishes all resistance and violently cums. Her groin bucks up along the length of his thick middle digit and slaps against his unyielding palm.

She squeezes his rigid, trembling fingers inside her and looks at him like she's fucking him, -- in confusion, disbelief, abandon and excited shame, and underlying and electrifying it all, the strain of her doomed struggle to survive. She convulses. Girl-juices spew from her offered parts and he slaps her wet, sticky, cum-soaked pussy to cast her over the final precipice. She expands in a timeless moment of peak sensation and then – as she limberly relaxes into the softness of fulfillment and her orgasm's surges settle down, in a moment when fear of death reaches its lowest ebb -- he smoothly turns from lover to predator and focuses his attention on finishing her off. Too sexually satiated to fight on, she weakens rapidly now. Her eyes plead but he doesn't relent. Her motions grow chaotic, then slower and slower. She feels like she's never been so naked, and understands this means she's about to die.

His final, decisive pressure echoes a climactic throb deep in her cunt. Her hands jerk up from her sides to alongside her shoulders, where her fingertips gesticulate vaguely and frantically over the straining tendons of his forearms and hands, obscenely like the way a girl might caress a lover's limb as it brings her to climax. In the awe, confusion and panic of her death throes, she strives to be his best, most obedient prey, tries not just to yield but to love the body that kills her -- but in the end she can only surrender to its power. Her legs twitch, then shudder, a long, slow oscillation downward that tightly clenches and then delicately uncurls her toes.

Her eyelids flutter as cramp and agony dissolve, and her face lapses into the wanton beauty of completion. She gazes upward blankly, mouth open, tongue-tip exposed. As he stares at her dead face, the tip slowly retracts. He caresses and kisses her, then lifts her and holds her limp length against him for one last dance together.

*Previously Released/Requested Repost

Fetish Elements: Violence, Nudity, Teenager/Young, Explicit Sexual Content, BJ, Sex, Garrote Strangling, Sexual Assault, Forced Orgasm, Orgasmic Death, Foot Views, Fondling, Body Pans, Vertical Carry, Body Views.


Note: Actresses are over 18 at the time of filming and the word "teen", "teenage", "young girl" is only meant to imply legal age characters regardless of audience interpretation.
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