5 comments/ 54583 views/ 2 favorites School Days By: Pixie Mischief I'm sitting in class at my desk while you teach my college class. I'm wearing a little white blouse with a school regulation skirt, but with little bitty g-string panties. As you teach, I purposely spread my legs, flashing you my undies. You act like don't notice until class is over and the students start to leave. I begin to pack my books, getting ready to leave, but you tell me to stay. I ask why, and you reply that I know why. "You been behaving very innapropriately!" I look up with a pout, asking how so, and cross my legs, flashing you my crotch again. You look down at my legs and say, "Are you saying that you didn't realize you've been teasing me and flashing those undies of yours all day?" "I assure you I had no idea", I reply, grinning. "Well, little lady, this behavior isn't appropriate in this school, and it looks like I need to show you some manners," you reply sternly. "Please, Sir, dont. I won't do it again!" I pout. "Well we will have to make sure about that." You slowly wheel my wheelchair away from my desk to yours, then pick me up and sit me on top of your desk. After you flip me over so that I'm lying ass up at the edge of the desk, I gasp, "Sir, what are you doing?" "Teaching you manners, little lady. Flashing panties in a school is not acceptable." You lift my skirt up and peruse my milky ass. You then slowly run your hand across it before smacking it firmly. I let out a yelp, asking what you think your doing. You shush me and keep smacking. "If you're going to behave immaturely then I will discipline you like an immature child! After 20 of these, you're getting 20 more with the ruler!" One cheek, then the other is spanked as I squirm and groan. Once up to 20, you switch to the yard stick ruler and start to spank me with it. I yelp louder, but gradually my yelps become groans and moans. You start to notice a wet spot in my panties and raise an eyebrow at me and keep spanking till you reach number 20. You lightly drag a fingertip along the wet spot on my panties, saying, "my my, someone enjoys spankings I see." You keep dragging your finger slowly up and down my pussy on top of my panties. You keep doing this, teasing me feeling me get wetter as I squirm. "Sir........" I say. "What?" you answer, as you pull my panties to the side and teasingly move your fingertip up and down my wet pussy. I moan softly. "Sir.........." and you slowly slide a finger inside me deeply and answer "What?" I moan softly, unable to respond. you keep teasingly moving the finger in and out, over and over. I moan softly and say "more..Sir...please!" You answer "what a little slut you are" and laugh as you slide a second finger in. I moan and thrust against your hand, but you use your other hand to pin me down against the desk so that I can't move. I whimper softly as you keep teasing me. You pull your fingers out and flip me over onto my back. You pin my hands over my head and drag your fingertips full of my juices over my lips. I open my mouth and suckle on them till they are clean. Then you unbutton my blouse to play with my breasts. You are delighted to find that I am not wearing a bra. Pinching and tugging on my nipples, you smile as I moan. You bend your head down and lick one, then take it into your mouth sucking on it, then biting it, making me groan and arch my back. After my nipples are nice and hard, you grab some paper clips and slip them on, making me yelp. You grin. You open your desk and fiddle around to find something, and pull out a rope. You slowly tie my hands to your desk so that you have both hands free to play with. You softly squeeze my small breasts and lick my ear, then move your lips to my neck and give it a sharp bite, making me moan loudly. You move your hands down to my legs and pull my wet panties down, then move up to my head. With one hand you gently force me to open my mouth, then with the other hand you stuff my wet panties into my mouth, effectivly gagging me. You move down, taking more rope, and tie each leg apart on the desk, then look at me, grinning. You say that I am such a naughty girl that I need to be taught even more of a lesson, since I let you do all these naughty things to me. You grab the ruler and start to spank my pussy. I groan and yell against the gag and squirm against the ropes as you give my pussy 10 good swats. Then you bend down and kiss it. You slide your 2 fingers back in, slowly finger fucking me as you lick my sore clit. You moan about how tight I am and how you don't know how you will fit in there. You twist your fingers around in me and lap at my clit till I'm close to cumming, when you stop. You unzip your pants and take out your large, hard cock and rub it up and down against my pussy, teasing me, and getting the head nice and wet. Then you slowly push the large head into my small cunt. As it slips in, I feel myself stretch beyond anything before. You slowly fuck me with just the head. taking it almost out and sliding it in and out again and sliding the head back in. You do this for about 10 minutes, then grin, and with one slow push, you push your hard cock deep inside me and say, "Thats it, take my large cock in you. That's a good girl." You start to slowly fuck my tiny pussy, enjoying the firm grip it has around your hard cock. You reach up and flick one of the clips that's on my nipples, making me groan against the gag as you keep fucking me harder now. You stop and pull out, untie my hands and flip me over for better, deeper access, and rety my hands once I'm face down on the desk. You move behind me and bite my red, sore ass, then slide your hard cock into my pussy even deeper than before. You keep fucking me this way at a slow pace, taking your time and enjoying the feeling. You drag your nails along my back, leaving bright red marks. You fuck me harder and give my ass a good smack. You keep fucking me, saying what a bad student I am and how you are having to teach me a lesson about flashing panties in school and how it's not appropriate to flash your teacher, giving me a hard, deep thrust at each end of each sentence to make your point. You keep fucking me like this until you cum. Then you pull out and take the gag out of my mouth and grab me my the hair, raising my head and ordering me to lick your cock clean. I take it in my mouth and lick it clean slowly, savoring our combined flavors. Once it is fully cleaned, you pull out of my mouth and ask if I've learned my lesson. I answer, "Yes, Sir, I have," and grin a wide grin. "Good," you reply, and help me get dressed and back in my chair and on my way home. As I drive my chair home, I lick my lips and think of what to do next class to get punished by you again....... School Days *This is the first erotic story I've ever written (2005) Not police related :( * Studying in this small community college was starting to get really old, really fast. I expected to be preparing for a fun and exciting career as a massage therapist. Where was I? Kneeling in front of a lifeless mannequin, staring at me with its plastic eyes; waiting for my lips to breathe artificial life into its unresponsive and unfeeling body. Resume writing in the morning, CPR in the afternoon. Two of the dullest classes ever to be listed on the schedule. The person making my lesson plan must have been having a really bad day and felt like passing it on. I came to school to learn my field. I want to massage someone. Particularly Reed. Reed was the sexiest guy I'd ever seen. The first time I met him, I knew I wanted the gorgeous admissions rep. Cropped light brown hair flecked with premature gray strands, piercing blue eyes that seemed to penetrate me whenever we had the chance to pass in the hall. He had a large physique about 210 lbs I guessed but was by no means fat. He was solid and strong, broad in all the right places. I'd heard that he was involved with someone and I really didn't care. If only Reed knew how hot I was for him. How much I wanted to taste him. If only he were here in front of me instead of this lifeless doll. Reed, lying on the floor, naked, with his cock, hard and throbbing, waiting for me to put my wet lips on his huge... "Lisa! The man is dying, do something," my instructor's voice penetrated my fantasy bringing me back to reality. Sighing, I inhaled deeply, ready to give my first rescue breath when there was a light knock and the classroom door opened. Who walks in? Reed! My heart jumped to my throat at the sight of him and I could feel my pussy start to damped. He was so fucking hot. He glanced at me kneeling on the floor before speaking quietly to the instructor. I looked toward Kayla, the first friend I'd made since starting classes. She winked at me knowingly. I told her how much I wanted to fuck him. I looked back to Reed. His expression was unreadable as he stole quick looks at me, while listening to the teacher. He watched as I got up from the floor to sit back at my desk. "Lisa," he said, catching my attention. His voice was so deep and powerful. "I need to speak to you for a minute." I nodded and walked up to him. He was such a magnetic force. I couldn't stand it. I followed him out into the hallway and as I was closing the door behind me, Kayla mouthed the words, "make your move." I smiled but deep down, I was nervous. Reed didn't look like he was in the mood for games. As I followed him down the hall, I couldn't help but admire the rear view. I wanted to reach out and touch his firm ass. Unexpectedly, he stopped and turned to face me. I smacked right into him and as I did, I caught a scent of his sexy cologne. Reed grabbed my shoulders and held me at arms length, a thoughtful look on his face. "You needed to see me?" I asked to cover up my embarrassment. He released me and cleared his throat. "I need to speak to you privately." This was a very serious Reed. "In here." He led me into an empty massage room and locked the door behind him. The dim light did little to illuminate the tiny room. There we stood, a massage table between us. I could feel the sexual electricity pouring off of him. He seemed to be pissed. That much was obvious. With me? Why? Unless... Oh shit. I thought to myself. Reed sighed and shook his head as if coming to a decision. He looked straight into my eyes. "I've heard something and I need it cleared up right now." I swallowed hard. He must have heard that I wanted to fuck him. I kept quiet as he continued. How was I going to explain this? Obviously he wasn't happy with the idea. "Lisa, I'm going to come right to the point. I've heard that you're interested in getting together with me. Is that right?" There was a moment of silence. I first thought to laugh and make up some lie saying that what he'd heard was ridiculous, but I knew he would see the truth. I found my courage. Finally I blurted out, "It's true Reed. I've wanted you since the first day I saw you in your office. The first day you took me on a tour of the campus. I never wanted you to know how I felt. I know you're in a relationship and not interested." I walked past him and placed my hand on the doorknob. I had to get out of the room and away from this humiliating situation. "I know I've made you uncomfortable," I added. "I'll stay away from you from now on." I paused as he said behind me, "You're right you know. You've made me very uncomfortable and I expect you to fix this." Reed's voice was rough and husky. A jolt of sexual tension shot through me as he took my hand from the doorknob and placed it on the huge bulge in his pants. "See?" he looked deep into my eyes. "Very uncomfortable." He pulled me close to him and in my excitement I gripped his cock tighter. He growled and kissed me hard and deep, my mouth opening for his thick, wet tongue. I gently sucked his lower lip and then slid across his cheekbone to nip his earlobe. His hands roughly lifted my scrubs and pushed down my bra exposing my D cup tits. He lowered his head and gently bit a nipple. "Harder Reed... Fuck...Harder..." I whispered. The walls were so thin. We had to be quiet or anyone passing by would be able to hear us. The thought thrilled me more and more as Reed bit harder and licked where he bit. Then he switched to the other. His hands roamed down my back to cup my ass. I groaned with pleasure as he lifted me up against the cock straining in his slacks. I couldn't take it anymore and I slid to my knees, his crotch even with my face. I looked up into his eyes as he watched me mouth his cock through the material. His hips jerked toward me as if begging for release. Slowly, I undid his button and unzipped his fly. I pushed him back on to the massage table, slipping his pants and boxers down to his knees. His cock stood stiff and straight in the air. I started to run my tongue along the pulsing head, then down the veined shaft to the hairy base that tickled my nose. He was so long and thick, I was surprised I didn't gag as I sucked him deeply down my throat. I moved his cock in and out of my mouth like a piston until he flexed his hips and let out a deep moan. "Stop! Stop now!" he whispered through clenched teeth as he grabbed my hair and pulled me off. I sat back and rubbed my hand across my mouth, looking into his eyes. There was a glistening sheen of sweat on his forehead and a big smile on his face. He kissed me on the mouth. "Damn Lisa. I almost came." I smiled an evil smile. "Isn't that the point?" Reed grabbed me behind the head, his fingers caressing my hair. "I'm not cumming without you, sweetheart." I was surprised at the endearment. He rose from the table and leaned me forward against the edge, my forearms resting on the black vinyl top. Sliding my uniform pants down my legs and off my feet, he ran his hands up my smooth thighs and into my slit, feeling my wetness. Taking his cock in his hand, he pushed the head against the opening of my sopping hole from behind. He rammed deeply into me, holding me firmly around the waist. I bit my lip to keep from crying out as his stiff cock fucked me hard and fast, my ass slapping his abs as his balls smacked my sensitive clit again and again. I closed my eyes wanting to make the pleasure last as long as possible. Reed sensed that I was holding back and reached down to flick my clit. That did it. I couldn't wait any longer and I exploded, coating his cock with my thick juices. Breathing hard, I stood up and rubbed myself against him, his hard cock still deep inside me. His hands came around and caressed my tits as he kissed my neck. His warm breath made me quiver. "Do you like it up the ass?" he whispered in my ear. "Oh yessss!" I hissed. "Please Reed." "Finally!" he said as he pulled out of my dripping snatch. Grabbing some massage cream off of a nearby shelf, he dipped his fingers into the jar. He gently slid two into my tight little asshole. The sensations caused me to squirm. He was moving so slowly in and out stretching me for his large prick. Too slowly. I groaned and slammed myself against him in frustration, driving his fingers deeper. He moved them back and forth, up and down. "You do like that, don't you?" he teased as he slid in another finger. Three fingers in my tight hole, he took his other hand and whacked me hard on the ass. The loud crack echoed off the walls. I groaned and bucked harder and faster against his hand. "You've been such a naughty little girl." He laughed deep in his throat. I felt his hand slip lower down my thigh to the opening of my pussy. He slid two and then three fingers into my hot cunt and started to double fuck me with his hands. I leaned against the table, my ass and pussy on fire. It felt so good. He ducked beneath me and began to tongue my clit. "Oh god Reed, stop. Please. I can't take it anymore." He didn't let up. He continued to finger fuck me while licking and sucking my clit and hitting my g-spot in just the right place. I came again, my body bucking wildly against his mouth. He drank in my juices and waited until I could breathe normally and the last vibration left my body. I was weak and my legs could no longer support me. Reed lifted me onto the massage table and laid me on my stomach. He slicked his hard cock with more of the massage cream and rammed into my ass, fucking into me hard and deep. My tight hole gripped his cock, taking every fantastic inch. I knew I was going to be raw later but right now I didn't care. I slammed myself back against him. I loved the feeling of his hard cock in my ass. I couldn't believe it but I was going to come again. The man was amazing. I started to buck and my ass tightened around his cock with my orgasm. Fucking in and out of me faster and faster, Reed held onto me tightly and, moaning deep in his throat, let himself go, his warm spunk filling my canal. He collapsed on top of me, our heavy breathing the only sound in the tiny room. I had finally achieved my greatest wish: to have mind numbing sex with this totally unbelievable man. Sighing in total satisfaction, he raised up off of me. I stood up and began to put my uniform back on. His big hands grabbed me by the waist and pulled me onto the table. He lightly kissed my lips. "Where do you think you're going?" I knew our relationship ended here. "Reed, I don't want to make your life more complicated then I already have and I know..." Reed put his fingers against my lips to silence me. I could taste myself and shivered. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "You don't know everything. I want you in my life, Lisa. We belong together." School Days I don't have much experience with girls. But all of that changed this year. I go to a school along the coast. And schools along the coast have one thing in common. They all contain some of the most beautiful girls in the world. I'm a fairly tall guy with dark hair and a dark complexion. Most people tell me I'm pretty handsome; and I'm also pretty shy. Everyday when I walk to my classes I see girls with bodies that would make a priest swear off his vows. I often daydream about how I could get one in the right conditions with me. I was walking to class one day, in a bit of a rush 'cause I got out of my previous class late. I dodged and weaved through the crowd with an occasional "hi" to a familiar face. Then I saw her. Her name was Lissa, the most beautiful girl in school. She had blonde hair and blue eyes with a body that wouldn't quit. She wore a white sweater with a skintight mini skirt; and I mean mini. Her beautiful mounds were practically trying to burst from their confines. And her skirt clung to her swaying hips and beautiful ass. Her legs were toned and they looked like cream. She wore white boots that clicked as she walked. She had the most beautiful face in the whole school. I could taste her mounds in my mouth. There was one thing that made her imperfect. She had a boyfriend. A muscle bound freak from the football team. They held hands together while going to class. As I walked by daydreaming about fucking the shit out of her, I heard a sweet sounding "hi." I looked up and saw her wave at me with her loose hands. I waved back and watched her walk away. She said "hi" to me! That might be an important step in my quest for bagging her. About six weeks later, I was walking towards my sixth period P.E. I walked down the hall and guess who I saw at the end of the hall? Lissa! I slowed a bit but kept walking. I noticed something different about her. She wasn't with her boyfriend. I prepared to wave and say hi. That familiar bulge began to grow in my pants. I waved and walked past her. Suddenly, I hear her call me back. "Satie," she said, "come back. I'd like to talk to you." I turned around and walked back toward her. "Yes." I said trying to be funny. "I've been watching you lately. And I'd like to get to know you better." "What do you mean 'know me' better?' I questioned. "I'll explain after school," she said. " just meet here after school." Without another word she turned around and walked to her class. I realized I had to get to class too. I hustled down the hall. After the last bell rang, I walked up to where Lissa had told me to meet her. She was there waiting for me. "Follow me," she said. I followed her without question. My eyes were locked on her firm, tight buttocks. She was wearing biker shorts! She went into an empty classroom and held the door for me. I walked in and put my books on an empty desk. She closed the door and locked it. I listened to her talk about her boyfriend. She said that he was too rough in bed and he yells at her. She broke up with just yesterday. She was getting upset so I hugged her and held her tight against me. I could feel her ripe melons against my chest and I squeezed her just a bit tighter. Suddenly, she let go of me and kissed me on the cheek. I kissed her on the lips. She kissed me back. We were suddenly French kissing passionately. My hands seem to be guided by an unseen force. I grabbed her all over while I kissed her. We stopped kissing and she pulled off her shirt exposing the most beautiful tits I've ever seen. She wasn't wearing a bra! She went to the teacher's desk and sprawled her body across it. "Come and get it," she cooed. I had no objection to that! I stripped quickly eager to get a hold of Lissa's beautiful body. I went over and began to caress and suck on her beautiful mounds. She closed her eyes and moaned. I peeled off her biker shorts that came off like a second skin. She wore a G-string lace bikini bottom that went up between her already glistening camel toe. She was completed naked except for her running shoes. I began to brush and probe her swollen pussy and neatly trimmed bush. I couldn't resist; I dove between her legs and licked and sucked and licked and sucked like a crazy fool. Lissa gasped loudly and pushed my head more into her legs. Suddenly her body tensed as she screamed and bucked her hips wildly. Her body exhaled. Her sweet nectar glazed my face and ran down her thighs. She looked up at me and smiled. "That was wonderful," she said dreamily. "Now it's your turn!" She hopped off the table and told me to lay across it. My dick was hard as a rock. She hovered over my dick for what seemed an eternity. She gently brushed it with her fingers, let her hair tickle it. Let her warm breath engulf it. She grabbed it by the base and give it a few long ice cream licks to the tip before swirling the cherry on top. I was in agony. As her mouth hovered over the tip, she looked at up at me, smiled and gave me a wink. Without blinking she practically swallowed my cock. She bathed my cock in her warm saliva as she bobbed her head up and down. She was obviously skilled in the art of cock sucking. I felt her throat open as she took in my entire length, her tongue massaging my shaft. She came up slowly like a professional sword swallower. Her mouth, tongue, and hands all worked in harmony. That warm, wonderful rush filled my body as I felt myself releasing into her mouth. She didn't skip a beat as my load only made her continue to swallow more. I was spent. We lay there for about ten minutes when she began to revive my member she brought back with startling ease. We melted into a deep French kiss as she languidly stroked me to life. She pulled away with a smile. "Now for the main course," she said. She swung her legs around the table and got on all fours with her ass towards me. She looked over her shoulder at me. "Fuck me from behind tall, dark, and handsome!" She arched her back exposing her pearl which glistened with anticipation. I parted her tight cunt lips as I gently entered her from behind. The feeling of a hot, buttered silk glove enveloped my cock as I slid it in balls deep. She let out a guttural moan as I entered her. I pulled it out slowly sending waves of pleasure rippling through me. So this what getting pussy is like. Lissa undulated her hips intiating the friction. My body took over as if a primal force told me what to do. "GO IN AND OUT YOUNG MAN!" the primal force bellowed. I did just that, measuring my strokes to her rhythm. I tightened my hands on her hips for better leverage as my thrusts became bolder and deeper. They were matched by her passionate moans and squeals as her body began to glisten with sweat. I was pulling her into me, she didn't mind. We were acting like dogs in heat. I could hear her mumbling something about how she loved my huge cock. Suddenly I came deep inside her. She began to have an orgasm as her body shuddered seemingly from reacting to my climax. I was drained out. I shot what seemed to be a gallon of cum inside her. We collapsed on top of each other sweaty and panting. She gave me a long, slow, passionate kiss of gratitude. We silently got dressed, not saying a word to one another. I said goodbye and got her phone number. We had many more encounters like this, and I hope we have more. We never did finish our talk!! Oh well. School Days I'd been on my motorcycle for over five hours. I knew riding from Los Angeles to San Francisco would be a long trip but I was pretty sure my goal at the end of this ride would be worth it. My destination was the Wabash School for Girls located in a rich suburb of San Francisco called Pleasanton. It was a boarding school my girlfriends parents had sent her to the week after they walked-in on the two of us having sex in her room at their house. A bit of an overreaction probably but her folks were never too keen on me anyways; after all my family wasn't rich, I hadn't gone to college for more than a semester, I didn't drive a new Camaro or a Mustang, rather my ride was an old Honda street bike I'd mostly re-built myself in my garage a year or so ago. Karla and I still stayed close though. She'd been at the school about three months and every week or so she'd find a way to send me an E-mail letting me know what was going on. While not a religious school it was strict and prided it's self on a tradition discipline and order. It was an all girls school and they had to wear uniforms, couldn't have phones or TV's in their rooms. If she'd told me she got her knuckles smacked by a ruler I wouldn't have been surprised. So I wasn't expecting to walk-up to the front gates and be welcomed inside. In fact Karla had no idea I was even making this trip. My intention was to sneak into her dorm and surprise her, maybe spend a few days with her then go back home. I really hadn't given it much more thought then that, though in my backpack I was carrying some liquor and a couple boxes of condoms. I rode into the city limits and rode slowly past the front gates of the school. It looked just like Karla had described; large Gothic gates surrounding an odd collection of old and newer buildings with some grass and fields on the outside edges. A guard sitting in a shack at the entrance to the school eyed me wearily the second time I rolled past. This obviously wouldn't be the way I'd be getting inside. I rode around the back-side of the campus and as I suspected there was a rear maintenance entrance. It was located on a quiet residential street. There was no one stationed at this gate, in fact this entrance was only guarded by a flimsy chain-link gate. The sun was just starting to go down so I went to grab some dinner. On my way back towards the school I found a Motel just a mile or so away from the campus. I quietly rode my bike into the parking lot and parked it in the back near a dumpster. I covered the bike with a cheap cover, locked it and my helmet up then casually walked away wearing a denim jacket and carrying my backpack over one shoulder. Chances were very good that no one would give my bike a second look back here, as long as it wasn't there for more than a week or so it would be assumed that it belonged to a guest at the motel. If it did get stolen or towed I was only out $500. Thankfully I have the ability to blend-in just about anywhere I go, though mingling at a an all girls school would be a challenge. I arrived at the rear gate, it was after nine by now and there weren't many people around. Quietly I climbed-over the top and hopped down onto the ground below. Then I casually walked towards some bushes which would hide me from the camera's I'd seen scattered around. I skirted along the edges of the main campus, staying away from people and out-of-view of the camera's which seemed to be just about everywhere. Soon I made it onto the campus and located Karla's dorm. She'd mentioned the building number and her room number in an earlier message. What she didn't mention was that there were camera's just about everywhere and the doors to the dorms (there were four entrance's) all required the use of a keycard which of course I didn't have. I sat there in the bushes plotting my next move. Just then I heard a girl having what sounded like a rather heated conversation with another girl on a bench nearby. Slowly I crept my way over to where they were sitting. On the ground next to the bench sat an open backpack with a key card clearly visible just inside. Painfully slowly I reached my arm out from my hiding place and pulled the card out then just as slowly pulled it towards me before sneaking away. I now had a way to get inside but I still wasn't sure how I was going to avoid detection by the camera's. After almost thirty minutes I had my answer. I watched as members of what looked to be a Lacrosse team began filing into the dorms. Each of the girls were dressed in a uniform, wore a ball cap and carried a bag with what I would assume were their gear. That gave me an idea. I pulled a baseball cap from my bag then grabbed a half-empty garbage bag from a nearby trash can. My assumption was that these camera's wouldn't be detailed enough to differentiate me from one of the players. I waited until no one was around then emerged from my hiding place and walked casually towards Karla's Dorm building, ball cap on low over my eyes, sack of trash, er Lacrosse gear slung over one shoulder. I swiped the key card and after a heart-stopping moment a green light came on and I heard the door unlock. I quickly made my way inside and climbed the first set of stairs I saw. Looking around the empty upstairs hallway I didn't see any camera's so I dropped my bag of garbage in the stairway and made my way to room 207 where Karla and another girls names were listed next to the door. I tried the door and of course it was locked, though I won't go into it here, it wasn't a hard lock to get past. I silently opened the door, glided inside then closed the door quietly behind me. I was inside my girlfriend's dorm room! Something I doubted any other boyfriend had ever been able to accomplish! The lights were off and I heard the sounds of two people sleeping nearby. In the dim light the room appeared to be laid-out much like a small Motel room. Adjacent to the door I'd just come through was a bathroom, then beyond that were two beds with a nightstand and a clock between them. Across from the beds were two matching desks with a bureau between them. Along the far wall underneath a windows an air conditioner hummed quietly. I tip-toed into the room and now was faced with a problem, which bed was Karla sleeping in? Both the forms under the blankets looked similar. After a moment I recognized an ugly stuffed Monkey I'd seen on Karla's bed before. With that I carefully stowed my bag near the foot of the bed then removed my shoes and pants before carefully crawling under the covers. I took a moment to relish the sleeping form in front of me. I lost myself in Karla's scent, I guilty eyed one of her luscious tits as it hid barely covered by the button-down night shirt she was wearing. She was sleeping on her side facing me and I briefly considered rolling her onto her back and having my way with her, though the last thing I needed was for her to start screaming so instead I gently tapped her on the shoulder. Her eyes popped open and for a moment she looked confused but then a big smile washed across her face and she tackled me in a big hug. "What are you doing here? How did you get in?" She asked excitedly. "I missed you and thought maybe I'd spend the weekend with you." I replied. "I'm so glad you did!" Karla said as she enveloped me in a big hug, her tits only separated from my chest by the thin material of her pajama top. Her roommate now began stirring. "What are you going on about Karla?" She asked groggily. "Leah, Jack is here! Can you believe it!?" Karla said excitedly. "Keep your voice down, I don't want this to be the shortest visit ever you know." I said nervously. Leah leaned-over from her bed and shook my hand. "I've heard so much about you." She said. Introductions complete I playfully grabbed at Karla's tits, casually un-buttoning her top. "Oh, I think I get what this is about." Leah said. "I'll go see if I can sleep in Liz's room tonight, I think she said her roommate went home for a few days." "If you leave you could be missing-out on a whole lot of fun!" Karla said. If I was hard before, hearing Karla basically ask her roommate to join us in a threesome made me almost cum right then and there! In the next instant Leah climbed-out of her bed, she was only wearing a short nightshirt which she quickly pulled-off over her head. She was skinnier than Karla and her tits a lot smaller. What impressed me was the fact that her pussy was shaved smooth. Later I would find-out she was the captain of the school's swim team so she was required to shave all of her body hair. But none of that mattered because Karla kicked-off her short pajama bottoms and rolled-over on top of me, and quickly my engorged cock slid into her warm, tight pussy. Leah was laying on the bed next to me and we quickly began making-out. Yeah, riding a 25 year old motorcycle five hours on the highway had largely sucked, but this right here, was quickly making-up for it! Before long Karla was riding my cock for all it was worth and Leah was sitting on my face, both the girls were locked in a deep kiss which was working well at muffling their moans. It didn't take long with all that going-on for me to loose it and begin pumping my seed deep into Karla's thirsty womb. Throughout the rest of the night Karla and I would fuck for a while with Leah sucking on my balls, rubbing Karla's Clit, then we'd switch it up again and Leah would be riding my cock while I buried my face in Karla's tits. All too soon though I heard someone's alarm clock going-off. "Fuck, I forgot I have swim practice this morning!" Leah said tiredly. "Sucks to be you!" Karla said as she momentarily removed her mouth from my hardening shaft. "Well we have a bigger problem. What are we going to do with him while we're at classes?" Leah asked. "Don't worry girls, I'm not going anyplace. Though I could use something from the Cafeteria." I said casually. "That's nice but that's not what I meant." Leah said. "You know what will happen if Ms. Weatherly finds him in here? We'll be expelled and he'll be thrown in jail!" "Relax, we managed to keep the noise-down last night, and I have no intentions of leaving this room until Sunday so how's old Ms. What's-her-name going to find-out?" I asked. "Leah's right, if they did a surprise inspection of our dorm right now we'd be screwed." Karla said looking around at all our scattered clothes, my boxers wadded-up at the foot of the bed and a mess of opened condom wrappers spread seemingly all over the floor. "Yeah but how often do they actually do those?" I asked still unconvinced that we had anything to actually worry about. "Whenever they want. A month ago they found a Bong in a room one floor above us and so every day for the next week they searched every room in this building." Karla said wearily. "I don't know how we're going to hide him." Karla added. "I have an idea, which just might work but we'll need to work quickly. Karla clear some space in the back of our closet, just pile everything towards the front near the doors but make a space in the back wide enough for jack to lie-down in. Jack you pick-up all this, stuff all over the place and I'm going to find a blanket and some thread." Leah said. "What's your plan?" Karla asked as she opened the sliding doors to the small closet in the wall next to her bed. "I'm going to take all of our stuffed animals and sew them to this blanket which we're going to throw in the closet. Jack they always knock before they come-in to do an inspection so as soon as you hear that knock you bail into the closet, pull the blanket over you, which with the animals sewn to it will look like that's where we keep them and stay there until you're sure that their gone. If they don't see anything suspicious they will probably just make a quick lap of the room then be gone." Leah said. "That's brilliant!" Karla exclaimed as the three of us now set to work putting everything together. A few minutes later Leah made her way out the door with a bag of trash which she said she'd dump someplace on her way to practice while Karla and I enjoyed a quick shower then a brief fashion show as Karla dressed in her school uniform which consisted of a pleated, knee-length skirt and a top. "I have a free period about ten so maybe I'll see you then for a quickie." Karla said with a wink just before she walked-out the door. "I'll be waiting." I said confidently, though what I actually wanted to say was 'I'll be sleeping', I was feeling pretty drained by this time. As promised a few minutes after ten Karla returned to the room. I was lying shirtless on her bed with a wide smile on my face (in her hand I saw she was carrying a Styrofoam take-out container!) "What would you have done if I'd been Ms. Weatherly?" Karla asked. "You and Leah said she knocks before she comes in. Trust me, I've been practicing at getting into my hiding place. My backpack and all my clothes are already there." I said. "Well then I think such a busy boy deserves a reward." Karla said as she hopped-up onto her desk backwards then playfully swept the hem of her skirt up at me, showing that she wasn't wearing any panties. I stood-up and pulled her close to me. She leaned-back on her elbows and spread her legs wide for me. I stopped for a moment to grab a condom but she tightened her legs around my waist and said, "Not this time, I want you to ride me bareback!" I needed no further invitation and besides we'd already gone through almost half of the condoms I'd brought with me. Karla's ass scrapped across her desk, my cock roughly fucking her pussy, my face buried squarely in her tits. I came quickly then we sat at Leah's desk eating the breakfast she'd brought-up for each of us. Karla explained that Leah had almost gotten caught by Ms. Weatherly earlier that morning when she'd asked why Leah was carrying a bag of trash with her to practice. Leah quickly made-up some excuse about having had a late night writing a paper and filling a trash can with discards. She said she thought she'd bought it but said that we needed to be even more careful as it didn't take much to tempt Ms. Weatherly's suspicions. Sure enough not ten minutes after Karla left for her 11:00 class (sans panties I'm proud to say!) I heard a firm knock on the door. I wasted no time in basically leaping from the bed where I'd been laying watching a movie on my tablet and getting into the closet, expertly tossing the stuffed animal-covered blanket over my body, leaving just a small peephole I could see-out of just as I heard a key working in the lock on the door to the room. A moment later the door opened and a tall, middle-aged woman walked-in with a muscular Filipino man behind her. I held my breath and for the first time this entire trip I got nervous as the woman poked at the garbage in the can beneath the desk where just thirty minutes before I'd been fucking Karla on. "I'm telling Monte those used condoms I found in the trash can in the Communal Room didn't walk there on their own!" The woman said. "Probably just a prank." Monte said as he looked under both the beds in the room. "They don't pay me what they do to take chances like that!" The woman snapped-back. "Regardless these two will be getting a notice to clean this room up! I mean look at the state of this closet! It's much worse than it was the last time I was in here, and it smells musky in here for some reason." Monte now turned red and began giggling, "You said one of the students had a free period last hour right? I guess we know what she was doing!" The man said as he grabbed his crotch with his right hand. The woman looked at him as if the man had just said he was an Alien. Then she turned her gaze back to the room, shuffling through some loose papers on Leah's desk before saying, "Come along, we have almost thirty other rooms to inspect just on this floor alone." With that the pair walked-out the door, closing it roughly behind themselves. "Are you sure they didn't know you were here?" Leah asked nervously. "Relax, I'm sure if Jack thought he'd been detected he would have bolted before now." Karla said reassuringly. "Yeah, though we will want to be sure that going-forward we leave the air on higher or get an air freshener; I think she could smell that someone had been having sex in the room." I said. "Yeah, we'll need to be more careful, though I don't think they'll be back-up here tonight unless they suspect something else." Leah said. "I agree!" Karla said excitedly as she began un-buttoning her blouse while she walked towards me. Karla and I fucked off and on most of the night as we had the night before, though this time Leah really did go down to another girl's room to sleep after an hour or so as she had an all-day swim meet the next day. Karla, Leah and I spent the majority of that weekend naked and in bed with each other. Avoiding detection by Ms. Weatherly and her cronies became our game. Karla worried that the cafeteria staff would notice that she kept taking double-portions of food out of the Cafeteria with her so she and Leah took turns requesting extra portions. Oh sure Ms. Weatherly remained suspicious of basically everyone in Karla's building and even came through once late at night, made all the residents stand in the hallway while their rooms were once again searched. Karla told me later it was all she could do to keep from laughing as she stood there in the hallway, naked under a robe feeling my cum leaking-out of her pussy and running-down her legs. Finally though Sunday came around. After much discussion the girls decided that Sunday afternoon would be the best time for me to make my escape as most of the school would be at a Lacrosse match way on the other side of the campus. I waited until the match had been underway for an hour, the fact that the sun had gone down so it was dark outside which would help keep me hidden hopefully until I made it off the campus. I'd like to say that Karla and I had one last marathon fuck session but to be honest, all three of us were pretty sore by this point. I guess after four nights of being cooped-up in a small dorm room, we were all ready for me to leave. Leah managed to sneak a wig from the Theater department which looked atrocious but from the back (and from a distance) sort of made me look like a girl. Karla and I shared a last kiss then I donned my baseball cap over the ugly wig, through my backpack over one shoulder and after checking to make certain the hallway was empty I made my way out of the room and quickly down the hall to the staircase. Karla and Leah stayed in the room so if I got caught they wouldn't be caught with me. I moved quickly down the stairs and through the building to the side entrance I'd come-in four days previously. I made a point not to look like I was running, rather I was trying to make it look like I was just in a hurry. Soon I was outside. No one was around so I kept-up a quick pace following a concrete path which led to another dorm. At the point where the path came near the greenbelt which surrounds the campus I casually made my way into the brush. A few minutes later I was back at the maintenance gate which was closed. I found the same portion of the fence I'd scaled before, I stashed the wig under a bush and in the next instant was up and over the fence and walking on the public sidewalk. I'd done it! I had snuck into a strict all girls boarding school, spent the majority of the weekend naked in bed with my girlfriend and made it back out without being caught! Just then I heard the man yelling behind me, on the other side of the fence to stop. It was the Filipino man, Monte. I stopped where I was, not wanting to look suspicious by running, but that was my next move if I needed to. School Days "Stay away from this fence! I've seen you walking around here, you're not getting in here so just beat it!" The man said, oblivious to the fact that I'd just come from the campus and over the same fence he was standing on the other side of. "Oh, okay. Sorry." I muttered as I turned and walked away from the fence and into the neighborhood. I couldn't help chuckling when I looked-over my shoulder and saw the man standing at the fence watching as I walked away from the campus. My motorcycle was right where I'd left it so I rented a room and spent the night at the Motel, treating myself to a well-earned feast at a nearby buffet restaurant around the corner. So did I ever sneak back onto the campus again? Nah, I had no need to, I see Karla and Leah everyday now since they moved-in with me. You see the school expelled them both a few months later once the school realized they were pregnant! School Days I gave my first blowjob when I was a senior in high school. Eighteen years old, constantly horny, jacking off every chance I got. And I got a lot of chances. Well one day after school I went to the boys room to take a leak. I was just getting started when the door opened, and in walked this guy named Jim. We weren't friends, moved in different circles, but I knew who he was. My main impression of Jim came from an incident when I was in the eighth grade. He and I were in the same gym class, and one day for some reason the girls' and boys' gym classes were together. I don't remember why, I just remember being in the gym together, all in our gym shorts and tee shirts. I can't remember much about that day, but I distinctly recall seeing Jim and a girl named Karen sitting together in the bleachers, chatting. Karen had sort of a reputation, although in the eighth grade I don't really know what it was based on. Anyway, when the class was over we all headed to our respective locker rooms to shower and change clothes. And here's what made that particular day memorable. Jim had a boner that wouldn't quit, and he didn't try too hard to hide it. It wasn't the first boner I ever saw, but it was definitely the biggest. It looked like he had a salami sticking out in front of him, long and thick and pointed up to the ceiling. OK, so that was the first thing I thought of when Jim came in. He came up to the urinal next to me and started to pee. I tried not to be obvious, but I couldn't resist trying to get a look, to see if his dick was as big as I remembered. "Like what you see?" Busted. I started to stammer, trying to deny that I was looking, hoping he wasn't going to beat the crap out of me. He finished peeing, shook out the last few drops, and stepped back from the urinal. "Go ahead and look," he said, turning to face me. "I know I've got a nice dick. You're not the only one that wants to see it." I just stood there, speechless. I felt sort of embarrassed, but I couldn't stop looking. It wasn't hard, but even so it was almost as big as my cock, fully erect. I didn't know what to say, or how to act. I was mesmerized, with my eyes locked on Jim's big cock and balls. Jim said, "Touch it. I know you want to." Honestly, I didn't know I wanted to until he said it, but then I knew he was right. I reached out cautiously, touched it lightly with a couple of fingers, almost like I was trying to make friends with a dog that might not want to be friendly. "Don't be afraid," he said, "it won't bite." Right. I got a little braver, feeling him up, trying not to do anything to break the spell. "You know how to jack off, right?" I nodded. "Show me," he said. I wrapped my fingers around his cock and started stroking it gently, the way I liked it. He started getting hard, and I knew I was going to get to see that salami again. I kept stroking it, and it kept getting bigger and harder. "Put it in your mouth," Jim said. By then he was really hard, long and thick, just like I remembered from the eighth grade. He put a hand on my shoulder and I didn't resist, just went down on my knees in front of him. His cock was right in front of my face, and up close it looked even bigger and harder. I leaned forward and closed my lips around the head. At first I wasn't too sure what to do, so I just sucked on it a little, getting used to the taste and feel, and the idea of having another guy's cock in my mouth for the first time. Jim said, "Swirl your tongue around, lick it. Yeah, that feels good, now take it a little deeper. Try to make your mouth feel like a warm, wet pussy." I had no idea what a warm wet pussy would feel like, but my mouth was watering, and I'm sure it was warm, so I guess I did OK. "Slide your lips up and down," he said. Not too fast. Yeah, just like that." I put a hand on his balls, playing with them the way I played with my own when I jacked off. Jim seemed to love that. He was moaning, breathing heavy, getting pretty excited. I just kept playing with his balls, sliding my lips up and down on his cock, hoping he was enjoying this as much as I was. I could tell he was going to cum soon, and I wondered what I was supposed to do then. Should I stop sucking him, or let him shoot his load into my mouth? Before that day I had never even tasted my own cum, certainly never thought about letting someone else cum in my mouth. But if Jim wanted to cum in my mouth, that was what I wanted too. I wanted to see what it would taste like, and how it would feel shooting into my mouth and down my throat. The idea of not swallowing never even entered my mind. "Oh yeah, just like that," Jim whispered. "Don't stop, I'm getting really close." I kept sucking him, feeling that big dick sliding back and forth across my lips and into my mouth, loving it. His cock seemed to swell up even bigger and began to pulsate, and suddenly I was getting my first taste of cum, straight from the source. At first I was more conscious of the thick, creamy texture, then I started to get the taste. Tangy, sort of salty, not unpleasant, slick on my tongue. I didn't swallow right away, but my mouth was getting full, and I wanted to see what it would be like. The first bit seemed too strong, and I didn't especially like it, but once I got used to the taste and the sensation, I couldn't get enough. I kept sucking him, swallowing, trying to get every last drop, until Jim told me to stop. "It gets pretty tender right after I cum," he told me. I got up off the floor, not sure what was next. Jim said, "Your first time?" I nodded. "Was that OK? Did I do it right?" "Not bad," he said. "Pretty good, actually. You liked it, didn't you?" "Yeah," I answered. "A lot." "Good. I figured you would. I'll let you do it again if you want. Same time tomorrow." He turned around and went out the door without waiting for my response. I guess he knew I'd be there. I went home, the taste of Jim's cum still in my mouth, my brain working overtime to process what had happened. I loved it. I sucked Jim's cock and let him cum in my mouth, and I absolutely loved it. I went to my room and jacked off, remembering the feel of Jim's big hard dick in my mouth, his cum shooting into my mouth and sliding down my throat. When I was ready to cum, I rolled back with my legs over my head, so my cock was aimed straight at my mouth. I opened wide and shot a huge load into my mouth and all over my face. Fantastic! Not as good as getting it from Jim, but still, fantastic! So, two new ways to have fun, both in the same day. And a new favorite treat, a mouthful of cum. I said to myself, "Same time tomorrow, right?" Right.