Boy Meets World: Topanga's travails F/F M/F
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BOY MEETS WORLD: TOPANGA'S TRAVAILS
Topanga Matthew's {formally Lawrence} walked into the Matthew's house.
"Hello Mrs. Matthew's."
Amy Matthew's turned around. "Hello Mrs. Matthew's." she went and
hugged Topanga. "I told you Topanga, please call me Amy. How was
everything on your honeymoon." She sat on the couch calling Topanga to
sit next to her.
"Fine," Topanga let out a sigh.
"Fine? I'd expect a bit more when talking about your honeymoon.
What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Topanga tried to lie but could tell she wasn't buying it.
"Everything is fine."
"Come on you can tell me. I won't say anything to Cory trust me."
"Everything is fine." Topanga managed to stutter out but she started
to cry.
Amy wrapped her hands around the younger girls shoulders. She pulled
Topanga's blonde hair off of her face. "Let it out. Now tell me what's
wrong?"
"It was the wedding night, I thought it would be fireworks, magic
but it was just painful." She continued to cry.
"I know how it is." Amy tried to comfort the girl. "You built it up
so much in your head and then the guy doesn't come through. Leaves you
feeling like you did something wrong. Listen to me Topanga, you did
nothing wrong."
"Maybe I just don't enjoy it. MY GOD, what if I can never enjoy
having sex. How will Cory feel?"
"Relax Topanga. I'm sure you like sex, you just have to relax." Amy
let her hand fall to one of Topanga's breasts, she started rubbing her
tit. "Just relax," Amy let her other hand slide between Topanga's legs
rubbing at her crotch.
"Mrs. Matthew's, what are you doing?" She almost jumped up but was
enjoying the sensations too much.
"Just relax," Amy started rubbing harder. "Would you like me to show
you how good sex can be?" At a nod from Topanga, Amy pushed her hand
under Topanga's skirt rubbing her crotch through her panties. She
could feel the wetness from the young girls pussy. "Would you like to
go upstairs?" Topanga gave an imperceptible nod. Amy got up followed by
Topanga. As they went upstairs Amy kept playing with Topanga's body,
running her hands over her tits and ass.
As they reached the bedroom, Amy guided Topanga to the bed. Amy
pushed her down and climbed atop the young girl. Their mouths met in a
passionate embrace. Amy let her hands wander Topanga's body. Amy pushed
up Topanga's shirt and then removed her bra. Amy slid down Topanga's
body kissing every inch of her body. Amy spent extra attention on
Topanga's large tits. She then moved down Topanga's body, she pulled
down Topanga's skirt and panties.
"Mrs. Matthew's, should we be doing this?" All thought of objecting
went out of Topanga's mind as Amy Matthew's tongue touched her clit.
"OH GOD, that feels so good." Topanga sank back in pleasure as Amy
continued to pleasure her. Soon, she felt Amy's tongue penetrate her
pussy, Amy was sucking on her clit. Topanga was overcome by her first
ever orgasm. "OH Mrs Matthew's!"
Amy came up for air for a moment but continued to play with
Topanga's clit with her fingers. "I think you should call me Amy,
Topanga." She pinched at Topanga's clit sending a spasm of pleasure
through the young girl.
"YES Amy!" Topanga screamed out in pleasure. She came down slowly as
Amy withdrew her fingers. Amy presented her fingers to Topanga. When
she seemed reluctant Amy sucked each of her fingers into her own mouth
cleaning off Topanga's juices. "What am I going to do about Cory?"
Topanga sat up suddenly panicking, her breath came in short gasps. "I'm
a lesbian, how can I stay married to Cory?"
"Don't worry so much Topanga." Amy comforted the girl, as she
peeled off her own clothes. "You may like both boys and girls like I
do." She ran her hands over Topanga's lithe frame. "You just haven't
enjoyed time with a man yet. Do you want me to show you how to please
a man?"
"Yes please," Topanga responded. She really wanted to save her
marriage. She watched as Amy reached into her nightstand and pulled out
a piece of plastic shaped just like Cory's penis. "What's that?"
"Oh just my little friend." Amy rubbed the dildo over Topanga's face.
"I'm going to show you how to please a man. There are many ways to go
about it. First I'll teach you how to use your mouth." Amy put the
dildo to her lips and let it slip inside her mouth, she guided it in
and out as it came out she would run her tongue over its entire length.
"Here you try it." She handed the dildo to Topanga.
"You think Cory would like me to take his penis into my mouth?"
"I practically guarantee it." Amy watched Topanga slide the dildo
into her mouth first hesitantly then with more confidence. "Topanga,
your lips are just made for cockscucking."
"If you think Cory would like me sucking on his penis, I'll give it
a try." Topanga said with more force then she intended.
"You should call it his cock men like it when we talk dirty." Amy
took the dildo out of Topanga's hands. "Now I want to show you how to
get maximum pleasure from being fucked."
"You mean when Cory and I make love."
"Topanga, you've got to relax sometimes fucking is just screwing
without any deeper meaning and sometimes thats when its best. Now get
down between my legs." Amy guided Topanga so that she was between her
legs. "Here now take the dildo and use it to fuck me. Try to do it
exactly the same way Cory fucks you."
Topanga thought about it for a moment and pushed the dildo toward
Amy's pussy. She was unsure of what she was doing. She pushed the
dildo hard into Amy's pussy.
"Slow it down baby." Amy cooed. "Just relax slow and steady."
Topanga followed her instructions slowing it down but still pushing it
in and out. Amy reached down with her hands opening up her pussy for
the dildo. "It feels best if you rub your hand along here." She guided
Topanga's hands over her clit. "Rub it as Cory fucks you like this."
Amy let the sensations wash over her. "Oh yes, fuck me Topanga, harder
faster yes like that." Her orgasm overcame her. "That was so good
Topanga, you can stop now. You want to try it?"
Topanga was a bit unsure of herself. "No, I think I've got it."
Topanga stood up realizing for the first time what she'd done, sleeping
with her husbands mother. She felt so guilty. "I'll try it with Cory.
Thanks for all your help."
"If you have any problems please come back. I'd be happy to help."
Amy lay seductively on the bed. "In fact come back any time. We can get
into some advanced studies."
"Yeah maybe?" Topanga collected the last of her clothes. She put
them on very fast and headed out. As she left the Matthew's house she
was terribly confused. She felt guilty yet she felt wonderful, she had
never felt so good in her life. She went home and waited for Cory to
get back to their little apartment she knew he'd be late from work.
"Hello Topanga the love of my life."Cory Matthew's came into the
apartment and saw Topanga sitting in a chair. "How was your day?"
"Fine! Why do you ask me that!" Topanga let her nervousness show.
Cory was so horny he didn't even notice. "You want to do it?"
"Yes lets." Topanga went into the bedroom. As per their usual
routine she shut Cory out in the living room then undressed turned off
the light and climbed under the covers. "Okay Cory you can come in
now." She barely saw him as he came in. He got in on her side of the
bed and immediately climbed on top of her. He shoved his cock right
into her pussy, he grabbed her tits roughly causing her more pain.
"Slow it down baby," she tried to sound sexy like Amy had. "Slow and
easy does it." Cory continued to drive in and out of her. Topanga
reached down and started fondling her clit but before she could get
anywhere Cory shot his load into her pussy.
"God baby, you are so good!" Cory fell off of her and went to sleep.
Topanga turned on her side feeling completely unsatisfied. She
stifled her tears as she went to sleep knowing she would have to see
Amy again soon.
She went to the Matthew's house early in the afternoon, Amy had
told her she would be alone. Topanga had tried to dress sexy for Amy,
tight jeans spike heel boots and a tight blouse. She rang the bell a
couple of times but there was no answer she was leaving when she saw
Mr. Feeney signaling to her. She walked over to his house.
"Amy wanted me to tell you she was going to be out today. Topanga,
why don't you come in for a minute." She seemed reluctant. "Please I'd
like to show you something."
Topanga followed Feeney into the house. "Just a second," he had Topanga
sit in a chair. He grabbed an envelope. he opened it and poured
pictures out onto the table in front of her.
Topanga looked over the pictures in shock and horror. They were
pictures of the other day, of her and Amy Matthew's doing all sorts of
lude things. "Where how?" Topanga was shocked.
"My bedroom window gives me a good view of the Matthew's master
bedroom. From time to time I have enjoyed the sight of Amy Matthew's in
her bedroom. Imagine my surprise when you joined her yesterday." Mr.
Feeney stood quietly for a moment letting Topanga run through the
pictures. "Now you see my problem. What should I do with these
pictures? Maybe I should show them to Cory Matthew's? After all he
should know about his wife."
"You can't it'll destroy him and me." Topanga had trouble catching
her breath.
"And Amy's marriage as well, I imagine. Just imagine with one
picture I could destroy two marriages, Unless." Feeney let the word
hang in the air.
"Unless? Unless what, I'll do anything."
"Anything HMMM." Feeney tried to look like he was considering his
options even though he knew exactly what he wanted. "I would like to
teach you a few things, I wasn't able to when I had you in class."
"What kind of things?" Topanga had recovered a bit of her composure.
Although she was still confused and disoriented.
"How to please a man, I want your body Topanga." Feeney leered at
her young body. "Then again maybe the right thing to do would be to
tell Cory."
"No Please! I"ll do it. What do you want?" Topanga knew it was wrong
but at the moment couldn't see a way out that wouldn't destroy Cory.
Even with what was happening she had to admit she loved him and
couldn't let her actions hurt him.
Feeney sat back in a comfortable chair. "I have often imagined what
your body looked like under your clothes. I'd like to see it now. See
how it stacks up to my imagination." Feeney prepared to enjoy the show
but Topanga hesitated. "Well if you don't want to I'll just go next
door, Alan should be very interested in these photos." He started to
get up.
"NO wait I'll do it!" Topanga's hands went to the buttons on her
blouse. She had trouble opening them her hands were shaking so much.
Finally she managed to get the first button undone then the second came
open. Feeney seemed to watch even more intently as her blouse finally
came open.
"Take it off." Feeney ordered and watched as her beautiful white
skin was revealed. Her large breasts were held back by a large white
bra. "Now the Bra." Feeney ordered and Topanga's hands went behind her
and she popped the bra open but held it in front of her breasts. "Drop
it," Topanga let the bra fall to the floor but held her hands in front
of her chest. "Hands at you're sides."
Topanga reluctantly dropped her hands. She saw Feeney stare at her
breasts. To her surprise she enjoyed the look on his face at the sight
of her large tits. "Now what?" Topanga wanted to get this over with.
"I think you can figure that out for yourself." He watched as she
sat in the other chair and pulled off her boots then unbuckled her
jeans. "No stand up." Feeney ordered and Topanga stood. "Now turn
around." Feeney wanted to see her ass as they slid out of her jeans.
Topanga was now facing a full length mirror. For a second she
admired her body, she had always been uncomfortable with her own
nudity. Her jeans were so tight she had a bit of trouble getting them
off. She had to bend over as she pushed the jeans down her legs, she
had to grab the chair to keep from falling over. She lifted one leg and
pulled her jeans off then lifted the other leg. She turned back to
Feeney, now only wearing her panties. "Good enough."
"Just one more little thing." He looked pointedly at her panties and
raised an eyebrow.
Topanga had lost the will to fight she was defeated and knew it. She
pulled her panties down her legs. Feeney gave her a signal to do a
little twirl so she did it. Then he wanted her to do another one. This
time he had her bend over put and put her hands on the floor. she could
only imagine the view he was getting. then he had her face him and bend
over the same way. She imagined so he could see her ass in the mirror
as he watched her tits hang down.
"Okay stand up." Feeney watched as she did as he ordered. "You know
those lips of yours look like they were just made for cocksucking.
would you like to suck my cock Topanga or.." He let the threat hang in
the air. Topanga came over to him and reached for his pants. "No you're
going to have to beg for it."
"Please let me suck your cock." Topanga couldn't believe what she
was saying but had little choice in the matter.
"Good girl" He patted her on the top of the head. "You may proceed."
he allowed her to open his belt, then he helped her slide his pants
down exposing his cock. "You know what to do."
Topanga gasped at the size of his cock it was about eight inches
long at least two inches longer then Cory's, the only other one she had
seen. She wrapped the cock in her hands and started rubbing it up and
down. It got harder in her hands, she wanted to taste a cock and this
one looked good to her. She bent forward and tentatively put her tongue
on his prick.
"Yes thats it Topanga use your tongue put it all over my hard cock."
He watched as she bathed his cock with her tongue. "Now open your mouth
and take my cock into your mouth." Her large pouty lips wrapped around
the head of his cock. "Yes thats it, take it in farther. He grabbed the
back of her head and gently guided her down his cock. "Just relax and
use your tongue." He took her halfway down then brought her back up. He
guided her up and down for several strokes, until he felt ready to cum.
"I'm going to cum all over your tits Topanga." He let her go. "Hold
your tits together for me." He stood and started stroking his cock
aiming it at her large tits. "YES thats it." He shot his load right on
her tits then he rubbed his softening prick over her tits.
"Is that all?" Topanga looked up at Feeney, half hoping her
humiliation was over, half hoping it wasn't.
.
"All, we've barely begun." Feeney looked her over again. "Put on
your boots." He ordered and she reached for her clothes. "No, just the
boots. " He watched as she sat on the floor and pulled on her socks
then slipped on the boots. They were tall covering almost half her
calf, with spiked heels he expected them to make her ass look
fantastic. She lay on her back and pulled on the boots it was a very
erotic sight. "Alright stand up. Walk around, sway your hips. Yes thats
it." He watched her walk back and forth her tits swaying as she turned.
"Alright upstairs to my bedroom."
Topanga headed for the stairs. She had enjoyed watching herself
walking naked in the mirror. What was wrong with her that she could
enjoy any of this. She felt a wetness between her legs as she walked up
the stairs, she felt Feeney right behind her. As she imagined what he
was going to do with her, Topanga felt herself getting hotter. She
couldn't believe it but she really wanted to get off. Feeney led her
into the bedroom, there was a large bed in the center of the room with
a large mirror facing the bed. "What now?"
"Get on the bed." Feeney ordered and Topanga climbed onto the bed.
"In the center, yes right there." He positioned her just where he
wanted her. "Spread your legs, thats it. That cum looks so unattractive
on your tits. Why don't you get it off." She reached for it with her
hands. "No use your mouth, your tits are big enough so that you can
suck on them yourself." She seemed confused. "Just grab a tit in your
hands and pull it up to your mouth then lick the cum off of them, yes
like that. OH thats sexy."
Topanga watched herself in the mirror. She had to admit it was hot
seeing herself like this. She let her legs spread just a bit more, she
wanted to see her pussy in the mirror. even after all the cum was gone
she continued to suck on her own breasts it felt so good.
"Would you like to get off now Topanga?" She nodded vigorously.
"Alright then get yourself off." Feeney ordered her.
"Don't you want too?" She tried to look sexy for him.
"First things first. I want to see you play with yourself." Feeney
ordered. "Put your hands on your pussy and play with yourself." He
watched her for a moment. "Put a pillow under your head so that you can
see what your doing."
Topanga put a large pillow under her head this allowed her to see
herself in the mirror. It was somehow erotic to watch herself playing
with her own body. She ran her hands over the outside of her pussy. She
couldn't believe it but she really wanted to have another orgasm.
Topanga slipped a finger along her pussy, letting it slip inside of
herself. She pushed her finger into herself trying to pleasure herself
the same way Amy had. She stuck a second finger inside of herself and
tried to play with her own clit. She wasn't having any luck getting
herself off she was just getting more and more horny. "Please fuck me
now, I need it." She moaned, shocked at her need.
"Not yet." He opened a drawer on the nightstand. "Here you can use
this." He pulled out a small vibrator, turned it on and left it on the
nightstand. Topanga reached over and grabbed it but seemed confused
about its purpose. "Rub it over your pussy. when you're ready slip it
inside of yourself. I'm sure you've had cocks in there before."
Topanga realized what he intended. She lowered the vibrator against
her pussy. "Oh yes, it feels so good." She ran the vibrator all over
her pussy getting it and her very wet. She slipped the head of the
vibrator inside of herself, it felt wonderful. She pushed it in until
it was all the way inside her pussy. She started moving it in and out
of her pussy. She looked in the mirror and saw herself fucking herself.
She speeded up and then slowed down trying everything to give herself
pleasure. "YES, YES!" She screamed as she was overcome with the second
orgasm of her life. She continued to run it in and out of her pussy
feeling absolutely wonderful.
"How did that feel Topanga?" Feeney leered down at her.
"Just incredible. Do you want to fuck me now?" Topanga asked hot and
horny.
"I think you deserve a reward. Turn over, I want you on all fours
facing the mirror." He watched as she moved into position.. "Yes that's
it, I want to see your face as I fuck you from behind." Feeney climbed
onto the bed behind Topanga. He slapped her ass hard once, then a
second time. "Your my slut. Aren't you Topanga?" He slapped her again.
"I want to hear you."
"I'm your slut, FUCK ME. Stick your hard cock into my cunt."
Topanga felt him positioning his prick at her pussy. She was going to
feel only the second cock in her short life and was looking forward to
it. "Stick it in, I want you inside of me now." She begged, he pulled
her hair causing her to look in the mirror as his cock penetrated her.
She was prepared for only a few strokes, the same as from Cory. She was
pleasantly surprised as he rammed in and out of her again and again. He
moved his cock around inside of her in a way that drove her absolutely
crazy. "OH YES fuck me. Fuck! It feels so good."
He released her hair and Topanga's head slumped down to the bed.
She felt his hands wrap around her waist, she felt his fingers playing
with her clit as he continued to fuck her. She let out an animalistic
scream as an orgasm overcame her. It was the best orgasm she ever had,
heightened by the fact she now knew she wasn't a lesbian, she loved
cock. "Yes Fuck me with that magnificent cock." She felt his hands on
her ass spreading her ass cheeks, she felt his finger pressing on her
anus.
Topanga felt she should object, but as it slipped inside of her
asshole it felt so incredible all thoughts of objection died. "Yes
stick your finger in my ass. Play with my ass I love it." He pushed
more of his finger into her, he corkscrewed his finger in and out of
her ass, driving her to another major orgasm. She felt him pull out his
finger then he pulled his cock out of her cunt and rubbed it between
her ass cheeks. She though 'he couldn't want to fuck my ass. She felt
his cock going up and down between her ass cheeks. Topanga heard him
groan and looked back to see his cum spread all over her back.
Feeney quickly got off the bed, his now limp cock in his hands.
"Very good Topanga."
"Are you sure you don't want to do it again?" Topanga tried to
sound and look sexy. She wanted more of his fabulous cock.
"I'm not a young man Topanga. Another time." Feeney finally caught
his breath. "You can shower right in here." He lead her to the bathroom
and sat on the toilet. "You don't mind if I watch do you?"
She thought about it a moment and realized he wouldn't be seeing
anything new. Thinking about it, she liked the idea of Feeney watching
her body. "No problem." She put a hand on the sink and pulled off her
boots, one leg at a time. Making sure Feeney got a good view of her ass
each time she bent over.
Topanga turned on the water then climbed into the shower. She didn't
close the curtain so that Feeney could watch. As the cool water flowed
over her sweaty body she decided to give Feeney a real show. She soaped
up her tits making sure her nipples got good and hard. Then she moved
down her body soaping up her cunt spending lots of time rubbing her
cunt lips occasionally slipping a finger inside herself. She must have
spent ten minutes in the shower displaying her body for Feeney.
Finally, she felt her skin starting to prune up and decided it was
enough.
As she climbed out of the shower Feeney handed her a towel. She
quickly dryed off and then put on her boots. She almost laughed as
Feeney followed her down the stairs. "You sure you don't want to?"
"I think next week will be soon enough." Feeney leered at her. "For
now you better get going." Feeney watched as she dressed. He had
visions of taking her again, the mind was willing but the flesh was
weak, he thought to himself. "Amy told me to tell you she will be free
Tuesday afternoon for a little fun. I think you should be there."
"What about you and me?" Topanga wanted to be fucked over and over
again. She knew it was wrong but the need in her groin overcame the
need in her head.
"How about Thursday afternoon?" Feeney responded. "If that's not
good, we could pick another day?"
"Maybe we shouldn't." Topanga's mind seemed to be working again.
"Remember the pictures Mrs. Matthew's." He threatened her knowing
she needed little convincing. "Now is Thursday alright or will it be
another day?"
"Thursday would be good." Topanga tried to sound reluctant but was
already looking forward to it.
"Wear something tight and sexy." Feeney gave her a final ordered
knowing she usually dressed rather drably, he watched her go. Once he
was sure she was gone he went to the mirror in the living room and
pulled it away from the wall revealing the video camera behind it.
"These should look great on my web site." He said to himself, for years
he had made ends meet by running his own pay web site. How else could a
teacher afford a big house and the finer things in life.
He had gotten girls several ways. He paid a few models, some
students unknowingly when they tried to influence him for better grades
or when they tried to get out of trouble. But his best source of girls
had over the years had been Mrs. Amy Matthew's. She had seduced many
of her son Eric's girlfriends and he had blackmailed them just as he
had Topanga, maybe the best yet.
Feeney went up and got the tapes out of the bedroom camera and the
one in the bathroom. He expected to make a small fortune on lovely
little Topanga. putting a different tape on every week. He'd make
preparations for something more next week. Now he had to go over these
tapes and make sure his face didn't appear. He was sure he was safe but
better check besides it wouldn't be hard to watch.
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