0 comments/ 14759 views/ 4 favorites The Dark Room By: jimmy69 July received a note and it told her to go to an address across town. She started to get excited as she read it because she knew something interesting was going to happen to her there. She drove up to the house with the address from the note still in her hand. It was damp from anticipation. The house looked very quiet. July licked her lips with nervous anticipation. The door opened but there was no one there at the entrance. She saw a note addressed to her on the table next to the door. July read it with her emerald green eyes. After reading the note July moved down the stairs and into the room on the right. July was feeling apprehensive now. She could feel the red hairs on her neck starting to tingle. July opened the door to the room. It was dark and small. There were candles hanging from one of the corners. One wall was covered by a huge mirror. Before her eyes could adjusted completely to the candlelight she heard the door lock click behind her. She turned defensively and tried the door. It was definitely locked. At the same instant a voice spoke from somewhere in the room. July looked but no one was there. The voice spoke again, this time telling her to disrobe. July looked again. This time it seemed to be coming from the mirror. July looked carefully around the room as she began to take her clothes off her lithe frame. She intentionally kept her eyes from the mirror guessing it to be two way. While looking around the room she saw that it wasn’t entirely empty. There were chains on one wall and the other wall had a shelf filled with an assortment of dildos and vibrators on it. July realized that she was leaning on a bar that was thigh high as she removed her shoes. The bar had cuffs on one end of it. She could now feel the soft plushness of the carpet between her candy red painted toes. After completely disrobing, July stood tall. Making herself look ever bit as tall as her five foot eight inch frame was. July stared directly at the mirror now. The room was chilly. She could see her nipples getting erect. She wasn’t sure if it was the excitement or the cold. She stood there with hard nipples wondering what would happen next. As she stood there her eyes wandered around the room finally resting on the shelf of dildos. Some of them were quite large. She could feel her neatly trimmed pussy getting wet. Again the voice from the mirror spoke. It instructed July to do whatever the man in the mask told her to do without question, but do not speak to him. July was wondering how her new boyfriend, Jack had arranged all this. He didn’t seem to be a man of means but he was very interesting and if this was his fantasy, July would oblige. the door opened and the man walked in wearing only the mask on his face. The door clicked locked behind him. The man in the black leather mask told her to stand and face the bar. July could tell right away that the man wasn’t Jack. He must have accomplices. July nervously wondered where this was going as she turned to face the bar. July decided to see if she could get some information from this man, after all, this was what she did for a living. So, what is your name? July asked. No response What are you planning to do with me? she queried again. Again no response. The man was silent as he knelt down and locked each of her ankles to the opposite sides of the bar where it bolted to the floor. The man then gently pushed July over the bar until her hands were touching the floor. The metal bar was cold on her abdomen. She clenched it to ease the cold feeling. The man then shackled her wrists to the hooks on the floor. From this position, July had a perfect view of her pussy and ass spread wide in the mirror. As she lay there admiring herself in the mirror she heard a loud WHAP! Suddenly her ass began to sting. It was burning like it was set on fire. OW! yelped July as she looked through her legs at the masked man holding a large wooden paddle. The voice from the mirror told her that was her punishment for talking to the masked man. July now realized how vulnerable she was and that she had better obey until she could get to Jack, and when she did. He had better watch out. Through teary eyes she looked at the man between her legs and for the first time realized how well hung this man was. Before she couldn’t take her eyes off of the mask, but now she had a clear view of his enormous pecker. It must have been ten inches in its soft state. July watched him put away the paddle. He picked up a bottle of oil from the shelf. She closed her green eyes and he walked back to her. It felt good as he poured the cool oil on her red hot burning ass. She felt it run down the crack of her ass and into her pot pussy. Her ass had hurt so bad she hadn’t realized how wet her pussy was now. She moaned softly as he rubbed it in taking away the sting of the paddle. Then she felt his fingers slip into her pussy, probing it and making her juices mix with the oil and run down the insides of her legs. July felt his fingers slide out of her pussy and into her tight ass, probing and making it slippery with the oil. Gently his hands left her body. She opened her eyes just in time to see the masked man return with a plastic vibrator and a pink dildo that must have been about twelve inches long. A little smaller than his now erect cock. July kept her eyes open this time and watched his throbbing dick bob up and down as he ran the vibrator all over her ass and pussy. She licked her lips wishing she could suck on him while he glided the vibrator into her pussy. It felt so good as he slid it in and out. July then felt the head of the dildo pushing against her lips, eventually spreading them and entering her cunt. Her head began to swim as he ran the dildo in and out of her pussy and the vibrator around her clit. Removing the now well oiled vibrator from July’s clit, he pressed it gently but firmly to her ass. July could feel her ass giving way to the vibrator just like it did with his fingers. July realized she was breathing harder now as she stared at the long hard cock. She knew she couldn’t hold back and she started to come, and it seemed she couldn’t stop even when he removed the dildo from her wet pussy and rammed his purple hard cock all the way into her cunt until she could feel his balls hitting her clit. In fact she came even harder. Screaming and shaking violently against the restraints. July couldn’t stop shaking. She could feel the vibrator leaving her ass grudgingly, but before her asshole could close she felt the huge cock leave her pussy and plunge into her hole. He came quickly. She could feel his sperm shooting way into her ass and floating there until it ran out of her ass and down into her pussy and finally down her legs where it pooled at her feet. The masked man quietly washed July up with a warm washcloth, untied her and laid her gently on the soft plush carpet where she fell asleep dreaming of what would come next in the dark room. The Dark Room The first couple of times it happened, Dave just dismissed it as an accident and not wanting to embarrass anyone, didn't say anything about it. He certainly thought about it, but as with any similar instance in his teaching career, tried to put it behind him and move on. But the day that he first felt a hand close over his cock and actively grab it, he knew that things were going to be different this time. He had offered the photography class for a number of years. It was an optional class that he made available to final year students as something to take their mind of the pressure of the final year.. That so called 'make or break' your life year of school. It gave him a chance to provide coaching and guidance to a small group of kids and assist them in a way that as a physics teacher, he usually didn't get. He liked to teach them old school photography, using film rather than digital cameras. He liked the personal aspect of experimenting with and developing the film and found that the students got more out of the class than when they just dumped them to a computer and played around with photoshop. There was something more artistic about it. They could learn the new fandangled way of doing things any time they liked. Most of them were far more advanced than him in that area any way, but had never touched a 35mm film. Numbers were down in the class this year and it was different from previous years in that it consisted entirely of girls. And he couldn't help but note that all of them were gorgeous. There must have been an aligning of the moons or something, because all five of the girls seemed to have been cut from the same cloth with slim nicely proportioned builds, pert breasts of a delectably average size, shoulder length hair of varying shades and each one of them intelligent and emotionally well balanced. It made for a fun class. Allison, Lucy, Sylvia and Sarah. His harem; as he would consider them when he was at home late at night, looking at porn on his computer. The fifth girl was Jo, his daughter. A small complication that would be removed next year when she had finally graduated. Until now, they'd balanced the dad as a teacher at my school dilemma without too many incidents of note. It had been stretched a couple of times since she'd turned 18, but in the main they'd survived. He'd managed to avoid having her in any of his classes, mainly through her keen interest in the arts being something of a divergence from his own field of expertise. Something she took from her mother. Jo's mother, now there was a story, but for another time. He'd struggled for years as a teacher, the young girls in their school uniforms looking so pert and tasty. He'd always wanted one, but hadn't ever gone there. Much of it he put down to luck. The girls he lusted after had no interest in any sort of contact other than that mandated by their need to attend school and those that crushed on him he had no desire to be with. Now, at 45, he figured there'd be no problems of the romantic kind for him with any of the young students. The class began well, the girls all showing a real interest in the topic, the size of the class enabling Dave to make it very interactive. Right from the start it had been a fun class to teach, the girls heaping shit on him and him giving it back within the limits that his position would allow, but pushing the boundaries as the camaraderie with the class gelled. It was when they moved to the darkroom that things started to get interesting. He would make sure that he took note of where each girl was in order before the lights went to black and was always cautious about his own movements when one of them would ask for help. It would have been too easy to end up with a hand touching something he shouldn't . And even though all of the girls in the class had turned 18, it didn't remove all the complications. But despite his best efforts, contact in the darkened space was inevitable and occasionally, he'd bump into someone or in an effort to find an elbow to guide him, would end up brushing his fingers against the curve of a hip or waist, his cock hardening as he felt the slim outline beneath a school dress. God he loved those school dresses. They hid everything, yes, but when they were fitted well, the imagination filled the gaps remarkably quickly, especially when a hand was lingering on a hip, feeling the heat of the contact. Then the girls started to mess with him. They would wait until he had turned the lights off and he'd hear a shuffling around as they all immediately swapped places. He would eventually work out who was who as they spoke and asked for help, but it was difficult at best. It was during these times that it started. As he moved from one girl to help someone two places over, he would find that he wouldn't quite judge the position of the girl in between correctly and as a result, her butt would rub against him as he stepped past her sideways. He had to admit that it was an extremely pleasant sensation, having a young girl's pert butt rub against his crotch, but the professional part of him had him stammering an apology at the contact and kept him moving on, rather than grabbing her hips and grinding his cock against it like he'd like to. This went on for about a week and at night he would sit at his computer, looking for pictures of girls that looked like the ones in his class, then wank furiously as he imagined that he didn't keep going, that he did grab a girl's hips and grind against her, even that he flipped her dress up and rubbed his cock against her crotch. He also wondered just what part Jo had in all this. She was definitely part of the switch around in the dark room, but he wondered if she participated thinking that that was all there was to the joke, or as he liked to fantasize, that she knew that someone in that room was rubbing their butt against her father's crotch. ------------- It was a Monday when it happened. Dave knew that he'd never forget. They were all in the darkroom and the now usual game of switching places had taken place. Today the girls were all being very quiet and Dave found himself standing behind the girls waiting to see if anyone required any help with their film. He moved about quietly and then once again found a butt pressed against him. This time, he didn't move quite as quickly away, starting to think that it was deliberate and wondering if the girl would do something different if it appeared that he wasn't going to jump away. To his surprise, he felt the butt wiggle slightly as he slid past and then, just as he thought it was over, felt a hand grope around his crotch and grab his semi-erect cock. He stifled a gasp of surprise as the hand squeezed him several times and then released him. He was lost for the rest of the lesson. ------------- Jo sat in her room, wondering about what was going on. She knew that her friends found her father hot. He had a sort of Indiana Jones thing going on for him (Raiders of the Lost Ark Indy, she thought, giggling to herself, not Crystal Skull indy!). Older, good looking, distinguished and a way of dealing with the kids that made them look up to and admire him. It was one of the reasons that his photography class was actually popular. She wasn't sure why there weren't more people in it this year, but was glad that she was one of the five lucky enough to get to take it. She'd been a little outraged when the girls had first suggested what they wanted to do. After all, this was her father they were talking about, but she knew that regardless of her participation they would find a way for it to happen. Besides, a little rubbing of butts against her dad could hardly cause him to lose his job. And he was divorced, so it wasn't like she was betraying her mother or anything in allowing her friends to do it. But today, she'd found herself caught up in the fun of it all and as he had moved past her, she'd thrust her butt out, just like the others said they did and she had felt her butt make contact with his crotch. She was surprised at how good it felt being so naughty, knowing that none of her friends nor her father had known that she'd done it. ------------- Dave knew that he should have stopped things there, taken each girl aside, given them a vague warning about inappropriate behaviour in the dark room, but the honest fact was that he loved it. He couldn't' believe that an 18 year old girl would actively choose to grab his cock like that. And he wanted to see where it would lead. He started to pay attention to detail. Which girl wore a watch, did any of them have a particular scent on them at the start of class? How long were their skirts? Anything that he thought he might be able to use to distinguish who was who in his class. He was disappointed when for the next two classes, he wasn't groped again. There was still butt rubbing going on and he found himself lingering a little longer than he should against them, but that was all. ------------- It was another Monday when that changed again. He had moved several times and had butts rub against him. He was once again moving from one place to another when he felt a hand sliding across the front of his pants. When it had reached his hard cock, it grabbed, holding on, not letting him move any further. He stopped and the hand rubbed up and down his cock, deliberately stimulating him. He suppressed a moan. It felt like he allowed it to go on forever, but he pushed on. He felt the hand reluctantly let go. As he stepped to move past the next girl, he was again surprised. He could sense just how close he was to her. He had expected her to be back in near the bench, but she wasn't. He reached out a hand to steady himself and found it on her hip. Her hand closed over his. He paused, stunned. He'd assumed that it was just the one girl in his class, yet here he was being stopped by a second. He thought he was about to melt down. Then the hand grabbed his and slid it up over her abdomen until it rested on her breast! He could feel the wire of the bra under the thin material of the school dress. He could feel the outline of the bra, the curve of where it stopped. And he could feel the hardness of her nipple spearing through it all against his palm as she pressed his hand against her. His fingers squeezed, fondling. The breast was forcefully thrust against his hand. He stopped. Sanity kicked in. What the fuck was he doing? His hand leapt from the young girl's chest and he moved on, as far from temptation as he could in the dark space. Fuck! When the class was over, he looked at each of the girls closely, trying to work out who had done it. There wasn't a jot of evidence for him. ------------- That night at home, he lay in bed thinking about it, thinking about the potential consequences. Then he thought about the hand on his cock and the feel of the breast beneath his hand and stroked his cock until he came hard. ------------- Dave spent the next entire class with an anticipatory boner. From the moment he walked into the class, he was hard and he worried that during the time spent out of the darkroom, he would be noticed by his daughter. He listened to the girls chatter when they thought he couldn't over hear him. He heard them talk about the guys at school, about times when they noticed one of them barring up. As a result, he packed all the girls off with cameras, avoiding the darkroom, thinking that this might help him keep in check the burning desire he had to explore what was being offered further. ------------- Allison and Sylvia strolled about the school grounds together, looking for something worth taking a photo of, something that they could present in a light that might impress Mr Johns. "I grabbed his cock you know," Allison said, grinning at Sylvia, waiting for some sort of shocked response. "I put his hand on my tit," Sylvia replied, laughing at the look on Allison's face. Allison, who thought she was in control, the most daring. "Damn, I thought none of the rest of you would do anything more than stick your butts out and that I could trump everyone," Allison said, laughing. "So how big is it?" Sylvia asked, satisfied with the response. "Big," Allison laughed. "I don't know that he was completely hard, well he probably was when I let him go, but it felt nice and big to me. What did he do when you put his hand there?" "He actually squeezed it a bit," Sylvia said, sighing as she remembered. "I can't believe he hasn't freaked at us already," Allison said. "I so want to fuck him." "Me too," Sylvia replied. "Hey, we should give him another surprise," Allison said. Sylvia laughed, knowing the look on her friend's face that said she was thinking of something very naughty. "Like what?" She asked. "Um, how about we leave a roll of film in the darkroom at the end of the next lesson. With some er pictures on it." "duh, what else would a film have on it," Sylvia laughed. "Oh don't be an ass," Allison laughed," what if he were to find a picture of a nipple?" "oooooooooh," Sylvia said, grinning as she caught on. "Hmm, whose nipple?" she pondered. "Well I am going to put mine on there," Allison said, taking Sylvia to the nearest toilets. Once inside, she went to one of the cubicles, pulling Sylvia in with her. She undid the buttons that ran down the front of her tunic-style summer school dress and shrugged her shoulders out of it, withdrawing her arms as well. She pulled a bra strap off and pulled the cup down to expose her right breast. She handed Sylvia the camera. "Take a picture, she said, pulling her nipple to maximize its tightness, sighing as she played with it." "Shouldn't you use a new film?" Sylvia asked. "Oh yeah!" Allison giggled, fishing around for one in the camera bag. She wound the film that she'd been using back into its canister and put a new one in before giving the camera back to Sylvia. "Get in nice and tight, just the nipple," she told her, "we don't want to give too many clues. Sylvia snapped a couple of photos of her friend's nipple, surprised that she was turned on by doing so. Then the two of them returned to taking photos that they could use in class. ------------- Dave turned off the lights in the darkroom, his cock hardening as he did so without him even trying to pretend otherwise. He heard the shuffling of positions and smiled. He wondered just who the instigator of all this was. He was surprised when he went to move and found his way blocked by the first girl in the room. She'd stepped out in front of him and with his hand out in front to find any potential obstacle, he found that he had his finger tips pressed against a nice taut stomach. A small hand closed over his and lifted his hand. He thought that he was going to have it placed on a tit again, but this time, it went higher. As his hand was lifted, the girl's other hand joined the first, spreading his fingers. He nearly groaned aloud when he felt a mouth close over his index finger. It simply engulfed it and then her tongue wound and swirled around it, leaving him in no doubt as to what other talented things that mouth could do to him. And then it stopped. He nearly stumbled as he started to move again. He considered moving closer to the girl again and grabbing her, dry humping her arse or something. But he didn't. Something still held him back from being the initiator; some small piece that said his defence was that the other party obviously wanted what transpired. As he moved past the third girl in the line, he felt the familiar rubbing of an arse against his crotch and this time, the wiggling was certain. It wasn't even a wiggle. It was a grind. He paused, allowing the firm little butt to move in a circle, knowing that this girl would feel the full hardness of his cock against it. As it stopped, the girl obviously turned, a hand on his hip stopping him from moving away. He felt hands at his pants. She was pulling down his zipper! "NO!" his mind screamed, but his body failed to react and suddenly her hand was inside his pants, fishing around, moving his cock, groping it until it found a way through the boxers and his naked cock was held within its firm grasp, being stroked and pleasured. Up and down it pulled several times and he knew that he had pre-cum oozing from the tip of his cock now. The hand withdrew and left him. He moved on, quietly putting his pants back in order, trying to calm his heartbeat down from the machine gun hammering that was currently going on in his chest. When the class finished, he packed up the darkroom, surprised to find a roll of film left behind. He would ask if anyone was missing some work next class. ------------- "Girls did any of you leave a film in the darkroom last class?" Dave asked at the start of the next lesson, carefully trying to read the response on their faces rather than the shaking of the heads. Apparently no one had, so he put it in his pocket to develop later, to see if that might provide a clue. When the class was over, he set about doing exactly that. He stood watching the paper in the developing fluid, waiting for its hidden secret to appear. It was one of his favourite moments, so much more romantic that pulling images up on a computer screen. He'd not really been able to tell what this was from the negative and so was eagerly anticipating what it could be. The A4 sheet gradually revealed its image, but it took a moment to recognize what it was that he was seeing. A nipple! A very erect and excited nipple. He developed the remaining shots quickly. There were only five of them in total and his cock got harder with each one. He stood there admiring them as they hung to dry, five shots, clearly of the same nipple, all from the same perspective. He found his hand rubbing his erection as he studied it. There was no doubt that it was from one of the girls in his class, but which one, he had no idea. ------------- When he got home later that day, he found himself wondering again about Jo. She was with her mother this week. He couldn't help but be curious about how much she knew about what was going on in the dark room. Did she know that one of her friends had slipped her hand into his pants and tugged on his cock? Did she know that he had had his hand placed on someone's breast, or that his finger had been sucked in imitation of what he imagined to be a well practiced blow job? And he increasingly found himself wondering ... what did his daughter's nipple look like? It started to become a point of fascination and obsession. With a week at home alone without Jo, he started to plot and scheme. Would he truly do it though? Would he find and implement a way to see his daughter naked? ------------- "You did not!" Jo exclaimed, stunned, "Tell me you did not put your hand in my dad's pants and grab his cock!" "I did," Allison said, blushing, feeling a little guilty, but excited all the same. "Oh my god, you're such a perve!" Lucy said, her elfin face in an expression of shock as the five girls sat around at lunch time. "Was it big?" Sarah, the red head asked, laughing at the look of outrage that Jo threw her way. "Oh yes, it felt huge," Allison replied. "I so want to have it in my pussy." "Fuck, I can't believe you're discussing this in front of me!" Jo said. "Well, just don't think of him as your father or something," Sylvia giggled. "Oh yeah right, would you be saying that if I said I wanted your dad's cock in my mouth?" Jo countered. "Yeah, but that's different, your Dad's hot, mine's not!" Sylvia said with a look of disgust upon her face. Jo had to admit that Sylvia's dad, built more like a sumo wrestler was probably a poor choice of comparison. ------------- The conversation haunted Jo that night. Her dad was hot. All her friends agreed and when she looked at him objectively, thought of him as just a teacher, then she had to admit that for one of the older guys, he was indeed hot. And she knew they were right about his cock. She hadn't seen it recently of course, but when she was younger and he'd been more inclined to dodge from the bathroom to his bedroom, it had always looked big. Besides, she'd felt it rub against her arse and that more than anything told her they were right. The Dark Room ------------- "You really left a shot of your nipple on that film?" Sarah asked Allison. She and Sylvia were at Allison's after school. "Uh huh and I want to leave more," Allison answered. "I want to leave a shot of my pussy." "God, you're dirty!" Sylvia laughed. "I know, but I can't tell you how much doing all this turns me on," Allison said, "I go home from school after those classes and finger myself like crazy!" "Do you want help taking the photos?" Sarah asked. "Yes!" Allison grinned. "Well I'll help, but I want mine on there too. What about you Sylvia?" Sarah said. "Um ok, why not, "she laughed. "Of course, at some point, he's going to work out who's doing this to him you realise." "Well I think if he really wanted to, he would have stopped this by now anyway," Allison said. "I'm going to find out though, I'm going to suck him next time we're in the darkroom." "No way!" Sylvia said. "Yes I am," Allison said, her hand pressing into her lap against the need that was burning between her legs. ------------- Dave had spent a long time examining the photos of the nipple and he thought he had managed to narrow it down to one of two of the five girls. He had ruled out Sylvia because her Asian skin tone didn't seem to match that of the little bit of skin he could see around the areola. He knew that it wasn't a perfect way to get this right, but it was the best he could come up with. Similarly, he figured Lucy's darker skin complexion to be wrong for the photo. He ruled out Jo. She was, after all his daughter. Which left Sarah and Allison. The redhead and the dirty blonde, he thought to himself, laughing as he considered what connotations dirty blonde could have if he wasn't thinking in terms of hair colour. He had decided to try and give them another chance, to see if this game would be continued. He sent them all out for the lesson with cameras. ------------- "Ok, come with me," Allison said to Sarah, leading her off in the direction of the toilets. Sylvia followed them, knowing what they were up to and wanting to be part of the fun. It was a bit crowded with three of them in a tight space, but they managed. Allison pulled off her panties and hiked up her skirt to expose her pussy, and Sarah got in nice and close with the camera. Allison had light brown pubes, cropped and neat, covering her mound and pussy lips. Sarah fired off a couple of shots. When she stepped aside, Sylvia looked more closely at her friend's pussy. "Are you wet?" she asked with a giggle when she thought she spied a sheen of moisture between her friend's pussy lips. "Fuck yes, this turns me on heaps!" Allison said and as her friends watched, she ran a finger between her lips and then dragged it up over her clit shuddering. "My turn," Sarah hissed, urging Allison to swap places with her. Sylvia just shuffled around to accommodate them. Like Allison had, Sarah stripped off her panties and lifted her skirt. "You're bald!" Sylvia said with surprise," as Sarah's hairless pussy was revealed. "Yeah," Sarah said, blushing deeply. "My pubes are red, so it would be a bit of a give away if they were in the photo." "Oh, I hadn't even thought of that," Allison said, "lucky mine are just boring brown." "Here, let me take them," Sylvia said, wanting to get a close up view of her friend's pussy, still surprised by how much she was suddenly enjoying seeing her friends like this. She got in nice and close, noting how swollen Sarah's lips seemed to be and snapped a short series of pictures. "Is she wet?" Allison asked Sylvia. "Well not obviously so," Sylvia replied and then, before Sarah could react, ran her finger over Sarah's pussy, slipping it between the lips quickly, finding that she was indeed wet. "But now that I've checked, she sure is!" "Silv!" Sarah hissed, shocked that her friend had just touched her pussy. Sylvia just grinned at her. "You're turn Silv," Sarah said, taking the camera from her. Sylvia stripped of her own panties and took up position, exposing a small black landing strip of pussy hair above her hairless lips. Sarah moved in nice and close and took the photos before returning Sylvia's favour and running her finger through her friend's pussy lips. Sylvia just grinned at her and Sarah moved it even more slowly. "You two are as bad as each other! Lets get some other photos we can use for class," Allison said a moment later as Sylvia pulled her panties back on. As they left the toilets, Sylvia turned to grin at Sarah, who lifted her finger to her lips and sucked on it. Sylvia just grinned at her. Returning to class, Allison printed something off the computer. Before going home, she snuck into the darkroom and left the film with Mr Johns' stuff. "For you Mr Johns," The little note wrapped around it said. ------------- Dave found the film whilst setting up for the next lesson and stuck it in his pocket, his cock growing at the thought of what it could contain. The all went into the darkroom together. After the shuffle, Dave began the move, hard with anticipation. He was almost to the end of the room before he was stopped by a hand on his chest. He stood silently, wondering what course this would take today. His zipper was undone. His cock was extracted from his pants. And then there was the glorious sensation of a mouth covering the end of his penis, suckling at it very gently before the mouth slid down its length, the tongue caressing its underside gently. He let out a little involuntary moan and hoped it was concealed by the other noises in the room as the girls moved about. Whichever of the girls it was sucked up and down his length perhaps five times before stopping and leaving him standing erect and exposed in the dark. He quickly turned to go back to ward the light swtch, intending to put his cock away as he went, but as he turned, he sensed someone else in front of him and he paused. A hand closed over his still exposed cock, stroking it gently, exploring. Another hand took his and placed it on what he was surprised to discover was bare flesh. Whoever held his cock had unbuttoned her dress enough that her cleavage was exposed. He felt the smooth warmth of her skin, the edge of her bra, the curve of her breasts on either side of his palm. His cock was released briefly and his hand was moved to a breast as the hand that had held his cock lifted the cup away, allowing his hand to feel her naked breast. Then his cock was taken again and they exchanged squeezes and manipulations before she took her hand away and gently removed his. When he was almost to the light switch, he walked into a reaching arm. The hand on the end of quickly grabbed at his crotch and seized his full penis. It was very brief, but forceful. A quick shuffling of positions took place as it always did when he neared the switch. He announced the lights were coming on and everyone settled before he flicked the switch. ------------- When the girls had left the class and the day was over, he returned to the dark room and processed the film. If his anticipation had been heightened the first time he'd found a film, it was insane this time around. This time the film had been left for him. This time he had something of an expectation as to what he'd find. He wasn't disappointed. He was stunned. 15 photos, 3 pussies. Heaven. He studied them and from the skin colouration and the dark pubic hair of the landing strip, quickly guessed that one of them was Sylvia's. The other two he studied more closely. One was hairless. And the skin colour was quite light compared even to the remaining photo, which had cropped hair around it and over its lips. With this additional information, he thought he had it. He suspected that the shaved one was Sarah which would mean that the other was likely to be Allison as he would expect Lucy to have darker pubes than the light brown that was evident in the five photos of this girl's pussy. He stood in the darkroom with his cock in his hand and masturbated until he came, blowing his load into some paper towel, aware that he was on very dangerous ground, and excited by it. ------------- Jo sat in her room at her father's small house. She'd grabbed her Dad's cock! She couldn't believe that she'd done it. All that talk by the others, she'd been curious and finally it had got the better of her, after all, when else could she ever do anything like that without him knowing? And so she'd felt it very briefly. And they were right, it did feel huge. She lay back on her bed, remembering the feel of it through his pants, large and firm. She slipped her hand into her panties and fingered herself. ------------- Dave pulled the memory card from the video camera. His hands were shaking as he put it in the computer and loaded the software to view it. It seemed to take an extraordinarily long time. Finally he started it. As expected, there was minutes and minutes of nothing. He'd planned this in the time that Jo was away with her mother and whilst she had her evening shower, he hid the camera in her room and turned it on. He was thankful at least that he had picked up most of her room within what the camera could capture. His breath caught in his throat as the door opened on the computer screen. In walked Jo, a towel wrapped about her body, her wet dark hair hanging down past the nape of her neck. Dave grabbed his cock with his hand, stroking it as he watched, as Jo, with her back to the camera, dropped the towel to the floor, looking around the room. He stroked faster as he spied her tight little bum, willing her to turn around, knowing that she's facing away from the dresser in which she keeps her underwear, knowing that she's going to put some on. Jo turns and he holds his breath, the view isn't the greatest but none the less, he sees his daughter's breasts. They are ripe, petite and firm, with puffy nipples standing proudly at their peaks. He glances down, her pussy has hair, not a lot, but a cropped dark strip, not like either of those in the pictures. Jo then stepped in under the view of the camera and Dave could only see her head as she pulled on underwear. He replays the scene and watches it over and over again until he can stand it no more and cum explodes from his cock. ------------- Wait till Jo finds out you've sucked her Dad off!" Lucy said, a crazy grin on her face following the revelation that Allison had had Dave's cock in her mouth. "No, don't tell her, I mean, god I don't think she should know about this much," Allison said, suddenly wondering what she would say if she had to confront Jo. "Ok, but I think I really do need to catch up to you, its not fair you getting so far ahead like this," Lucy said, surprising even her own willingness to go along with what they were doing with their teacher. ------------- Once again Dave found himself hardening as the lights when off. He gave the girls time to move around, no longer annoyed by it, but rather excited by what it would mean for him. He'd even removed his boxers during his lunch hour in anticipation of what was to come. He had decided that today would be the day that he was less of the innocent in this affair. He paused when he felt the hand on his chest. He sensed the movement as one of the girls dropped to her knees. In his mind he pictured her hand reaching in and finding no underwear in the way, her face smiling up at him. Then he felt her mouth descend down over his cock, sucking him, gently sliding up and down his cock. Then there was a second pair of hands, sliding over his chest, undoing the buttons of his shirt to slip inside and run through the light dusting of hair on his chest. He reached out and found a breast, squeezing it, then moving to return the unbuttoning favour, slipping inside the dress and under the cup of the bra, fondling. The sucking on his cock stopped and the girl stood up as the one he'd been feeling slipped from his grasp, dropping to her knees, taking up where her friend had left off, her mouth enveloping his rock hard cock. Before he was ready, they stopped and he was forced to move away. He felt a butt brush against him. This time, he did what he'd been wanting to do for a long time. He stopped. His hands reached out and one rested on each of the girl's hips as he held himself there, grinding his cock purposefully against the tight butt in front of him. His hands seized the material of the dress, pulling it up. The girl before him held perfectly still as it rose. Then he had his hands under her dress, on her panties, his cock pushed against her, grinding. He thought about pulling them down, but didn't, something telling him that it wasn't the right time. ------------- Jo lay in bed again, reflecting on the day's events. She knew what her friends were doing. She realized that she couldn't stop them without causing more drama than she could possibly imagine. But she also knew that she held a secret from them. They certainly didn't know that she was starting to join in, to enjoy being so close to her father, the way that he'd held her hips, grinding against her arse. She slipped her hand inside her panties, feeling how wet her lips were, remembering when he'd lifted her skirt, the feeling of his hands on the sides of her panties as he'd ground that big hard cock against her. She remembered how she wished at the time that he'd had it out, that it had been rubbing between her legs, spearing at her panties. She came hard. ------------- "I want to surprise Mr. Johns with something", Sarah said to Sylvia. "Oh?" Sylvia questioned her; surprised that she was the one to be saying it. Sarah was quiet, not usually the instigator. That was Allison's role. "Yeah, I think you're the one to do this with. I want to get a photo of my lips on a nipple. Or someone else's on mine." Sylvia looked at her friend in shock. "You realise he'll know who it is if we do that," she said. "Yeah, I want him to," Sarah said. "And, um, I want to feel your lips on my nipple." "Why me?" Sylvia asked; her breath catching slightly as she thought about what she was being asked to do. "Because I saw the way that you looked at our pussies and I liked the way your finger felt," Sarah said. "But don't get me wrong, I want Mr. Johns' cock too." Surprising her friend, Sylvia simply said, "ok." The next time that they were sent out with cameras, the two of them split off from the other girls and found a nice quiet space where they wouldn't be disturbed. It was a room off their senior common room that was set aside for when girls might be having 'womanly issues' as the headmistress had explained to them. They'd locked the door behind them. Sarah put the camera on the bed and then undid her school dress, allowing it to fall to the floor, standing before Sylvia in just her bra and panties, simple white cotton affairs. Sylvia was staring at her as she undressed and Sarah liked the effect it was having on her body. She reached behind and released her bra, dropping it too, revealing her breasts. She sat down and told Sylvia she should do the same. Sylvia obliged, standing up and undressing until she stood in just a pair of pale blue panties, her nipples hard and erect in the cool air of the room. "Touch me," Sarah said and Sylvia tentatively reached out to caress her friend's breast. Sarah reached out at the same time; fondling Sylvia's similarly sized breasts. They grinned at each other and then as if driven by an unspoken command, leaned in to kiss each other, their lips brushing together, barely touching before returning more forcefully, parting as their tongues swept between them to meet. It was as if they'd both found something that they didn't even know that they had missed and their kiss was hungry and passionate. It was quite some minutes later that the kiss broke apart and they stared at each other, partly embarrassed, but mainly aroused, flushed with the excitement of their first lesbian kiss. "The camera?" Sylvia prompted, blushing. Sarah returned the blush, picking it up. "You suck me first?" she said quietly, thrusting her breast out. Sylvia caressed it, taking her time to study Sarah's pale pink nipple, small and tight as it awaited the attention it was to receive. Then she leaned her face down and sucked it between her lips, hearing the click and whirr of the SLR as Sarah captured the moment. "My turn," Sylvia said when Sarah stopped taking photos. She picked up the camera and it was Sarah's turn. She took Sylvia's darker nipple in her mouth, feeling how tight it was with her tongue, flicking it back and forth, feeling it restore its position like one of those punching dolls that always returns upright. She pulled it with her teeth and lips gently, hearing Sylvia moan her response, a counterpoint to the occasional snap of the camera. A bell rang. "Oh shit!" both girls said in unison. That was the end of the school day. They scrambled back into their uniforms and rushed back to the class, finding Mr. Johns and the other three girls all waiting for them. "Sorry, we lost track of time!" Sylvia said. Sarah blushed under the scrutiny of her teacher and their friends. She handed back the camera, having stripped the film from it earlier. Their friends quizzed them about where they were and why Sarah kept blushing so much, but by mutual agreement, they revealed nothing. They debated whether they should still leave the film around to be found. They wanted to do something that the others hadn't done, but they also wanted to explore what they'd discovered a little more. They decided to keep the film to them selves at this stage. ------------- The lights went out and Dave moved. He wanted it. He needed to feel it. It was like a drug, young 18 year old girls sucking his cock, fondling him, exposing themselves to him... and he couldn't see who it was. But he knew it was more than one of them. It was enough to make a man do anything. He was stopped and in the dark he grinned. His cock was extracted, tugged and then blissfully, sucked. He was released, and another girl was there, fondling, sucking, lifting his cock to lick at his balls. He heard a slurp as she took him back in her mouth and was sure that the whole school must have heard it at the same time. But the world kept turning. And yet another girl took up the position. He doubted that anyone but Jo was doing any photography at this point and then a fourth mouth closed over his cock. He briefly wondered what he'd do if a fifth mouth took him. The thought nearly made him lose control! When she had finished, he moved back toward the light again, but stopped, feeling out with his hand until he had contact with a hip. He steered himself in. He hadn't bothered to put his cock away. He lifted the girls dress. He ran his hands over her panties, feeling two firm butt cheeks. His fingers slipped between her legs and he rubbed them against her pussy, feeling that they were soaked. He pushed the dress up past her waist band, feeling the skin of her back above it. Then he thrust his cock between her legs, rubbing her panties against her pussy with it, just like he had with his fingers. He felt a hand, reaching between her legs, stroking him as he was rubbed against her panties. He wanted to cum. He was desperate to. But he didn't. He moved away, letting the girls know the lights were coming on, flicking the switch, wondering who he had just all but fucked. From the flush on her face as the lights came on, he guessed it was Lucy. ------------- Allison swiped the pen of Mr. Johns' desk. It was the one that he used all the time; for everything. She knew that she wouldn't have long, the lunch break was just starting and she knew that whenever they came in after lunch, he'd be working on a puzzle with that pen. So she quickly retreated to the darkroom that adjoined the physics lab and grabbed one of the cameras and some film. The Dark Room Sitting on a stool, she pulled her skirt up, moved her pink panties to one side and slid her teacher's pen into her pussy. The long metal missile-like shape slid easily between her lips and she sighed at the cool penetration into her warmth. She slid it back and forth, enjoying herself, then remembering where she was and what she was doing grabbed the camera and took a series of photos with the pen buried inside her to varying degrees. She pulled it from herself, ready to put it back. She could see her juices glistening on its polished silver surface. She quickly wiped it on the crotch of her panties and taking the film from the camera, ran out to leave it back where she'd found it, the roll of film alongside. ------------- Dave again found himself alone in the darkroom with an anonymous roll of film, wondering just what he might find when it revealed its secrets. He recognized the pen immediately. It was in his pocket. He took it out as he studied the photos, inspecting it, smelling it, licking it, trying to find some residue of the youthful pussy that had engulfed it. He knew that very soon he wasn't going to be able to control himself, that he would find a way to fill one of these young pussies with his cum. ------------- Jo waited until the lights went out, then she swapped places, moving a couple of times, tapping one of the others on the shoulder so that they would switch with her. She was pretty sure that no one would know which position she was in now. Usually they all swapped twice, but today, she'd moved four times. She waited facing away from the bench until she sensed her father moving in front of her, then she reached out with her hand to stop him. He paused and turned toward her. She reached out at waist level and moved her hand down until she felt his cock sticking out of her pants. Someone had already stopped him then. She tugged it, wanking it, feeling the skin move over the steel-like shaft. She felt his hands, moving to her chest, unbuttoning her dress, slipping inside, first playing with one breast, then the other, her nipples hard and stabbing at the hand that caressed them. She pushed herself against the hands, enjoying the caress, at first gentle, but then more urgent. She started to drop to her knees, the hands fleeing her dress as she did so. Squatting on the floor, she had her father's cock in her hand, centimetres from her face. She blew on it with a long slow breath. Then she poked out her tongue, and ran it over the tip, right up the little slit in the end. She was almost shaking. It was her father's cock. Swallowing her nerves, she lowered her mouth over it, feeling its smooth skin slide across her tongue until it bumped at the back of her mouth. She still had her entire hand wrapped around the base and there was cock to spare. It was indeed big. She moved her mouth up and down a few times, before releasing him, leaving him to move on. But he didn't move on. As she stood, she felt his hands take her hips and turn her around. She let him do it, if she didn't, he might realise what had happened. She wasn't taking that chance. She was leaning over the bench and she felt her skirt lifted, just like the first time. But this time, his cock was out. She felt it pushing against her panties, probing, rubbing, insistent and urgent. It slipped between her thighs and she clamped them on it, feeling her father humping between her legs, his hands tight on her hips, pulling her back toward him as he thrust. Her pussy was soaked. And then his cock was gone. His fingers briefly rubbed her panties. She wanted to moan. One finger quickly slipped inside, the crotch having been roughly shoved out of the way and she felt the finger slide along the length of her slit. She expected to feel it penetrate her, but it didn't. She was left alone as he moved on. Sighing, she thrust her hand down the front of her pants, ignoring the film on the bench that she was supposed to be working on as she fingered her pussy for herself. ------------- "He had his cock out and he was rubbing it against my pussy, along my panties," Lucy was saying. "He did that to me too," Sarah said, smiling, but glancing nervously at Jo, waiting for her to explode. "That's not fair, he hasn't done it to me," Allison complained. "What about you Sylvia?" "No, me either, but I want it. I get so wet in there, waiting for my turn, wondering when it will come, thinking about which one of you might have just sucked his cock last." "God, how kinky are we?" Allison said, laughing. Jo simply sat and listened, not looking to discourage them now, but keeping her secret. Not telling them that she too had sucked that massive cock, that she'd felt it rubbing against her pussy, that she wished that it had been thrust inside. That if it came to it, she would let her own father shove his big cock in her pussy and fuck her. "Coming over after school?" Sylvia asked Sarah quietly as the bell rang and they all moved off to class. "Yes, I think I'd like that," she replied smiling. ------------- Sylvia closed her bedroom door behind her friend and invited her to sit on the bed with her. Sarah grinned and took the offered spot, immediately turning to her friend and kissing her, their lips meeting and their tongues winding around each other between their mouths. They kissed for ages, laying on the bed, rolling and holding each other, alternating who was on top, needing nothing more than the feel of each other's tongues and lips, fingers pushing hair aside, stroking each other's cheeks. But it wasn't going to be enough to satisfy them. Hands started exploring, touching each other, running over well-toned thighs, caressing arms, squeezing breasts and buttocks. "Will you get naked with me?" Sarah asked. "uh huh," Sylvia responded, smiling. They stood up and shed their dresses, quickly peeling off their underwear as well, before falling back together on the bed. Sarah immediately sucked on Sylvia's tight nipple, her teeth grazing it, her tongue swirling around it, Sylvia's hands in her red hair, stroking it, encouraging her as she moved to the other nipple. Sarah's thigh was between her legs and Sylvia ground against it, wet, leaving her mark on her friend. Sarah felt the pressure and spread her own legs as she knelt over her friend, lowering her own pussy to her thigh, humping it, grinding and sliding. "Touch me Sarah, touch me 'there'," Sylvia said a little breathlessly. Sarah sat up between Sylvia's legs, staring down at her cute pussy. She ran her fingers down either side of her landing strip of pubes and then down her hairless labia major, swollen and pink in her excitement. Sylvia sighed at the gentle caress and then gasped as she felt a finger thrust inside her. She arched her back, grinning as it was quickly joined by a second and Sarah thrust them in and out of her pussy. Sarah used the thumb of her other hand to start rubbing her friend's clit as she kept working the fingers of the first hand in her pussy. Sylvia was breathing with little gasps now, short, high pitched gasps that indicated the extent of her pleasure. "oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck ... ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh," she said, gasping as she said it, her back arched, thrusting her butt off the bed and her pussy into the air as her friend made her cum. She collapsed back on the bed and Sarah placed little kisses all the way back up her body until she found her lips again and they tangled in another kiss. "That was amazing Sah's," Sylvia whispered. "You look so hot cumming," Sarah told her with a grin. "I want to see your cum face," Sylvia grinned, sitting up with a sudden urgency and pushing Sarah back down on the bed. She quickly sucked her small, pale, pink and erect nipples, first one, then the other and then back to the first, unable to leave them alone. Then she copied what Sarah had done, sitting between her friend's legs, touching her bald lips, caressing them as she eyed the droplet of moisture nestled at the base of her slit. She slid her finger up through it, watching Sarah's smooth inner lips spread either side of her finger as she did so. She slid a finger into her friend, feeling its welcoming warmth before joining it with a second. She experimented for a while, then started rubbing Sarah's clit, which was hard and ready, peeking out from beneath its hood, asking for attention. Sarah groaned and her fingers went to her nipples, playing with them; pulling and tugging as Sylvia worked over her pussy. She was very aroused and it wasn't long until she was gasping and moaning, urging her friend not to stop as she endured the almost painful moments leading to climax; that precipice before the explosion where the pleasure is almost too intense. And then she did explode, cumming hard and crying out as her orgasm bloomed within her. "Wow," Sylvia said. "Wow is right," Sarah agreed, gasping and panting for breath. ------------- Dave went outside to where Jo was sunning herself on the back deck, wearing her bikini. He paused and studied her, a drink in each hand, one for him, one for her. Her bikini was red, brief and tight. He could almost make out the outline of her nipple beneath the shiny fabric and thought that if he got close enough to her crotch and could rub it, he'd see the outline of her pussy lips against the bottoms too. He thought back to the video, superimposing his memory over the sight before him. His cock stiffened. "I hope you're wearing sunscreen," he said, moving toward her and proffering the drink he'd brought. Jo opened her eyes, squinting in the sun, staring up at her father, noticing that his shorts were a bit tented, his cock pushing out against them. "Of course," Jo replied, sitting up to take the drink from him. "Though I could probably use some more, will you do my back for me?" "Of course I will sweet heart," Dave replied. Jo put her drink down and rolled over on her stomach. Then she reached behind and undid the clasp of her bikini and pulled the shoulder straps off. Dave was stunned. He could see the smooth, flawless curve of her breast crushed against the recliner and he wanted more than anything to simply roll his daughter over and see her tits. Instead, he settled for squirting lotion on her back and rubbing it in. He took his time, massaging her as much as coating her with the lotion. "Mmm, you have wonderful hands Dad," Jo said, feeling his fingers kneading the muscles of her back. She felt his fingers slide ever so slightly under the waist band of her bikini and squeezed her legs together, feeling the compression of her pussy, her father's touch starting to make her wet. His hands slid tantalisingly slowly up her back, his fingers trailing over her sides until she felt his fingers against the side of her breasts. The first time she ignored it. The second time, she reacted. "Dad!" she said, holding her bikini to her and rolling over. "What's wrong Jo?" Dave asked, trying to look at her in the face, but all too aware of the struggle she was having holding the bikini top over her tits. "You touched my boob!" "Did I? Sorry Jo, really, I didn't even realise that I had," Dave lied. Jo glanced at her father's crotch where his cock was clearly erect in his swim shorts. "Oh my god, is that a boner Dad?" she said, outraged, pointing at his cock and leaping up from the chair. "That's gross Dad," she added and stormed off to her room. Dave tried to stammer an apology as he watched her retreat, unavoidable noticing the way her tight butt moved as she stormed off, or the fact that once she was sure she was inside, she made no attempt to cover her breasts, leaving him with an indelible image of her back, smooth, straight and proud. Dave sat down on the chair. He didn't know what to do. He would have to apologise, he knew that much. And he'd have to watch his judgment. Clearly he'd been reading too many erotic stories where this sort of thing played out very differently. The darkroom encounters had him so horny he was starting to believe that anything was possible. Clearly he was mistaken. He dragged himself off of the outdoor recliner and went to Jo's room, knocking quietly on the door. "Can I talk to you please Jo?" "Yeah, come in," came the cautious reply. Relief flooding through his mind that he would get to speak to her so soon as he'd worried on his way upstairs that she might take days to get over this. He opened the door and found her lying face down on her bed, a t-shirt pulled on over her bikini top, her tight little but still clad in the bikini, dangerously good to look at. "Baby, I'm so sorry about what happened. I didn't mean anything, I swear, its just touching you, rubbing your skin like that, well let's just say that since I've been divorced, I don't think I've touched anyone like that and my body just reacted. Sometimes as a man, you can't control what that part of you does. You can control your hands and your thoughts, but sometimes ... well it has a life of its own." "So you really didn't mean to touch my boobs?" Jo asked, holding his gaze. "No sweety, I didn't," he lied. "Can you forgive me?" "Okay Dad, I forgive you, it just shocked me is all. The last thing I expected was to see you with a boner from rubbing sunscreen on me." She stood up to give him a conciliatory hug, pulling herself close, knowing that she was squashing her breasts against him, knowing that he was probably going to crack a boner again. Dave ended the hug much sooner than he would have liked, before his mind processed the way in which his daughter's pert breasts were pressed against him, before his cock decided to betray his lie. "In that case, I'm going to get some more sun," she said with a smile," Since I've got the sunscreen on and all. Dave resisted the urge to find a position to perve from, instead retreating to his office, looking to relieve some of the tension that had built up. Jo lay with the sun on her back, reflecting on what she'd just done. Days ago, she'd sucked her Dad's cock and yet today, with an apparently innocent, barest touch to the side of her breasts, she'd berated him. God, with what was being done to him in the darkroom, she wasn't surprised to see him trying to bust out of his shorts. But as much as she had enjoyed seeing his erection and knowing that she could do that to him, it was different in the daylight. In the dark room, in the heat of the moment, she'd been fine, but to think of that cock coming out right here and her sucking on it, she was conflicted, she didn't think she wanted that, she didn't want to acknowledge that she might enjoy it; that she might want more, that she was that depraved. That didn't stop her hand moving down between her legs to caress her pussy through her bikini as she remembered the feel of it in her mouth though. God she'd never even done more that kiss a guy and let him play with her tits until then. ------------- The encounter with Jo at home led to a bit of circumspection for Dave. He'd tossed and turned that night, wondering what he was doing with himself, alternating between hating himself for what he wanted, telling himself that he just couldn't let it happen and wondering if any of the girls that he'd touched in the darkroom had been Jo. What if she'd been one of the girls he'd grabbed and rubbed his cock against. Given her reaction, he could only imagine that she would have done something to stop him and convinced himself that at least he hadn't done that. All this was in his mind as he turned off the lights in the darkroom. He tried not to move around too much; he tried to be good, to not encourage what would happen if he had to get in close to these young vixens. But eventually, someone wanted some help. Sarah asked for it and it sounded like it was coming from the far end of the room. He had no choice but to make his way there, steeling himself to turn away anything that might have slowed or prevented his passage or tempted his soul. All of that resolve melted in an instant though when a hand groped him in the dark, finding his cock, seizing it, extracting it so that a mouth could engulf it. He had no power against his desire. The amazing feeling of a gifted young mouth on his cock was simply too good to refuse. And today it was lingering, this was no quick suck and dismissal, this was an extended pleasuring of his shaft and head. The girl's hand cupped his balls, pulling and teasing at his scrotum as his cock was devoured. He was just starting to wonder if she intended for him to cum when it stopped and he was left standing, his hands reaching to find a landmark. They found an arse. He felt it, hands caressing it, feeling the panty outline beneath the school uniform, feeling the butt pushed back against his hands. He slid them under the skirt to caress the pussy through the panties, his need having driven all thought of propriety fleeing like a scared animal before a wild fire. The panties were wet, very wet and he thought he could almost smell the aroma of the girl's sex. He knelt down, his hands running up and down the girl's thighs, inside and outside, his fingers teasing at her pussy. He reached up to her waist, pulling on the panties, feeling her wiggle slightly; stunned that he was being accommodated. They slid down the thin, silken legs and he abandoned them at the girls knees, stretched between her legs as she stood with her feet slightly apart. His right hand glided back up her left inner thigh until he felt his fingers touch her pussy. He stroked them, feeling hairless lips, but knowing that he'd not gotten as far as Sarah, whom he'd suspected of being bald from the photos. He caressed the girl's mound and discovered it too devoid of hair. Lucy or Sylvia, he wondered? He slipped a finger inside, feeling the girl push down as his fingers entered her. He slid it around, now clearly able to smell the girl's musky scent. It was the smell that snapped his reverie. He withdrew his finger and sucked it quickly, standing up, leaving the girl to fix her own panties. He moved as quickly as possible to Sarah's station to help her with her problem. "Geez, Mr Johns did you get lost?" She asked, teasing him. It was rare for someone to speak in the dark room these days as they all tried to keep him from knowing who was who and the sound clattered around, startling everyone. Sarah explained her problem and Dave assisted before returning to turn on the lights. ------------- "I thought he might have been going to fuck me," Lucy said as she recounted the way that their teacher had pulled down her panties and fingered her. "Man, I seem to be in the wrong place at the wrong time," Allison sighed. "I never seem to get him coming to me like that, just me sucking him." "Ok, well so far, everyone he's done something like that to hasn't sucked him, so maybe you should stand next to me when I suck him next class," Lucy said. "Hmm, it's worth a shot I suppose." ------------- Jo took off her school dress and pulled on a t-shirt over her bra, sitting down to do her homework at the computer in her panties. She had a long essay to work on and she was still going when her Dad came home from a late staff meeting. He knocked on the door and stuck his head in. "How about some fish and chips in front of the telly, I'm feeling lazy," he said. "Sounds great Dad," Jo answered, swiveling in her chair to greet him. Dave couldn't help but glance down. The t-shirt that she was wearing was quite fitted, outlining his daughter's breasts nicely, but also, not covering the fact that she was sitting there in her panties. With her knees slightly parted, he could see more than enough to excite him. He swallowed hard and said, "Right I'll be back in about 20 minutes then." "Thanks Dad," Jo called, turning back to the computer. Her father left and she thought about the way his eyes had travelled over her body. She had to admit to herself that she actually enjoyed it. That led her to thinking about how much she had enjoyed her secret sucking of him in the darkroom and she pressed her hand between her legs, pressuring her panties against her pussy. She sighed, knowing that the next time that she was in the darkroom, she was unlikely to hold back like she had the last couple of days. As long as she could keep it anonymous, she would see what transpired. The Dark Room "Jo, dinner!" her father called out when he arrived back at the house. Jo jumped up from her seat and went out to meet him, not bothering to add to what she was wearing at all. "God I love the smell of all that fat," Jo laughed as she joined her father in the living room. "Hey you can afford it, I'm the one it's going to stack up on," Dave laughed, "Want a plate?" he asked. "Naah, I'll just sit with the paper on the floor," she said, sitting down and crossing her legs all in one motion. Dave sat behind her on the couch, having heaped his share of the food onto a plate so that he could be more comfortable. It also gave him a view of Jo's back. He could see the t-shirt stopped above the line of her panties, a very low rise red bikini with white horizontal stripes and white trim around the seams. As she sat, he could see the top of her butt crack as the material was stretched to try and cover her seated position. He tried very hard to concentrate on the TV and dinner, but her butt crack drew most of his attention, causing his cock to harden and his hand to entertain it at varying intervals. Jo finished her dinner and kneeled up on her hands and knees to screw up the paper the fish and chips had come in. Dave's eyes nearly fell out of his head as he was presented with his daughter's panty clad butt, the curve of her pussy clearly visible between her legs as she leaned forward. His cock shot to attention and it was only with a great effort of will that he managed to tear his gaze away before she stood up and turned to face him. Matters weren't made any easier for him when she stretched her arms skyward and presented him with a frontal view, her breasts stretched out against her top and her mons clearly visible beneath the panties. "I have a bit more work to do, I'll be back down later Dad," Jo said, taking his empty plate from him. "Ok, I might be here or I might be working in my office," he replied, his hand having to adjust his cock. Jo smiled to herself as she left. It was cruel, but it was also fun, teasing her Dad and making his cock stiff. Jo did indeed return downstairs an hour or so later and curled up on the couch to watch telly, her father nowhere in sight. Dave turned the computer off at 11pm, having had enough of the porn that he'd been looking at on the internet, wishing he had some way to get off other than with his hand. Hearing the TV, he came out to the living room to find that Jo and fallen asleep on the couch. He couldn't help but stand and look at her in awe. His cock was still hard, having masturbated, but not cum, and the image before him did nothing to reduce its swelling. Jo had fallen asleep on the couch wearing nothing more than the panties and t-shirt that had driven him so wild earlier in the day. What really got him going though was the state of them. She was lying tilted on her side, one arm pinned out sideways supporting her head and her panties had ridden up into her butt, leaving on cheek exposed, one covered. The t-shirt had also ridden up to expose some of her stomach and a hint of her lower ribs. It was an image that rapidly burned itself onto Dave's retinas. He moved closer to her, wanting so much to touch her, but not daring. His cock was rock hard again and his hand automatically started to stroke it after he extracted it from the track pants that he was wearing. He knelt down next to the couch, getting as close as he dared, watching carefully for signs that his daughter was stirring, mesmerized by the rise and fall of her chest as she soundly slept on. He peered intently at her crotch from as close as he could, almost willing the aroma of her pussy from it. "if I pulled them away from her just there," he found himself thinking, "I'd get a view of her pussy. His hand rhythmically stroked up and down his length, he could feel the precum seeping from its tip. He was so close to cumming. It was torturous for him, so close to her, so much wanting to feel more of her breast than the tiny bit he'd managed when she was sunbathing, wishing he could shove his cock in her pussy or mouth and have her ask for it as he came. It was almost enough to finish him off just thinking about it. He was so distracted by his desire at that point that he reached out very tentatively to take the seam of her panties between his thumb and fore finger, right next to her crotch and pull it gently away. He wasn't even looking once he had it in his grip, but studying her face for any sign of her waking. When she didn't, he looked back to where he held her panties. He leaned in nice and close and for the first time got a close look at her pussy. Her lips were visible, covered in a small amount of closely trimmed hair. He stared. Then, very gently, slipped a finger inside her panties and ran a finger along her outer lip. He felt Jo wiggle slightly, and he quickly released the panties and stood up, his cock still sticking out over the waistband of the track pants. He stuffed it back inside, expecting her to wake up. She didn't. He took a deep breath, knowing that he should stop. But he knelt down next to her again, and this time, ran a finger very lightly over her t-shirt covered breast, down its side. Again she wiggled but didn't wake. A little more bravely, he rubbed over where he could see her nipple gently poking against the fabric of her shirt, feeling how it was firmer than the soft breast tissue he had touched moments before. He waited, but still she didn't wake up and this time he reached down and gently cupped her breast in his hand, giving it a soft, gentle squeeze. At that point he decided that he really did have to stop. He shook her shoulder and this time Jo stirred. She rolled onto her back, stretching, her eyes barely cracked open as Dave's eyes wandered down her body, seeing where her nipples thrust from her breasts, captivated by the sight of the front of her panties, slightly camel-toed now that he saw them from the front. "Daddy?" Jo whispered as she woke, looking up at her father. "I think you should go to your bedroom now Jo," Dave smiled at her. "Hmm, good idea," she said, stretching further. Dave held out his hand and offered to help her up. As she took it and stood, her face moved quite close to her father's crotch and she realized that he had a massive hard on in his track pants. She was tempted to reach out and grab it. But she didn't. ------------- Allison knew that Lucy was beside her this time and so waited patiently in the dark. Well, almost patiently, she waited with her hands in her pants, fingering her pussy, wondering how long the wait would be and whether she should have her panties on or off. She opted for off and slid them down her legs, reaching down in the dark to pull them from her feet, stuffing them in the cupboard under the bench that she was working at. Then she waited some more, her fingers continuing to tease her lips. Dave suppressed a groan. He was getting a damn good suck from whomever it was that had stopped him this time. There was no way to fault it and because he wanted it not to stop, he reached down to caress the girl's hair, then her neck, reaching down the front of her dress to squeeze a breast, feeling her bra, feeling the nipple stabbing at it. She stopped. He really had to suppress a moan then, but he sensed the girl standing and she returned to her bench, clearly a sign that she was finished, so he went to move further down, his erection stabbing out into the darkness, seeking something to fulfill its need. A hand grabbed it and pulled him. He stepped toward it and as he reached before him, he found a knee. His hand slid up the thigh and he realized that whoever it was, was sitting on the bench, her legs spread out so that he could step between them. Finding her other leg as well, his hands explored what was being offered, sliding up under the school dress, surprised when they encountered no obstacles. His fingers dallied at the pussy that he found, bare of hair, which immediately made him think of Sarah. He pictured the young red head in his mind as he slipped a finger between her lips, feeling her thrust forward, encouraging the penetration. Hs other hand sought and found her breast, kneading and manipulating it through her school dress. She reached down past where his hands toyed with her breast and pussy and pulled on his cock, sliding her hand over it, gripping it, bouncing it. Dave bit his lip to keep from moaning. The hand pulled more insistently and Dave took a step forward to keep from over-balancing completely. He felt his cock bump against her smooth thigh and then slide up along it until he had his balance again. It was a bit awkward for his hand and so he moved them both up to play with the girl's pert breast, fondling them both. She didn't release his cock though and in fact, started to rub the tip of it up and down her now very wet pussy lips. He nearly moaned her name, "Sarah." She pulled him closer. Dave pushed. His cock head pressed against her lips. They parted and he felt the head of his cock slide between them. The girl reached out and pulled his head to hers, their lips meeting in a fumbling, blind kiss, tongues eventually finding each other and joining the two as his cock worked back and forth, making its way further and further inside her very tight young pussy. She sighed and moaned into his mouth, almost inaudible, but heavy with desire as he worked his cock back and forth with slow, deeply penetrating strokes. Her hands travelled from his head to his back and down to his butt as she pulled herself onto the impaling member, almost as desperate in her need to have him as he was to cum. And that brought back a searing moment of reality. He pulled out of her. He wasn't even sure who this was! He had no protection, no idea if she was on the pill, where she was in her cycle ... this was just brutal lust. Her hands searched in the dark, desperate to pull him back, to have his big cock back in her pussy, but Dave stepped away, shoving his cock back in his pants. He announced his intent to restore the lights, to make their work light safe and the girls scrabbled around, announcing in a few moments that he could turn them on. As everyone blinked under the sudden change in light intensity, Dave studied the girls. Sarah was at the far end, Allison and Lucy were the closest to him at the near end. They couldn't have moved too far and so it couldn't have been Sarah, he reasoned. "Allison or Lucy?" he wondered. Allison appeared to have more of a flush to her face than Lucy and as he met her gaze, he thought he caught something there. ------------- Once again Dave found himself developing a film, full of anticipation, the curiosity as to who had left it there killing him. When it developed, there was a single image. A girl's leg, her hairless pussy, and a message written on the inner thigh. "Wish you were here," with an arrow, pointing to the pussy. Dave nearly blew his load. He took the image home with him and compared it to those that he'd had previously. He'd written their suspected names at the top; Sylvia, Lucy, Allison. He took the new photo and compared it. "Allison," he groaned. It was clearly the same pussy, but the hair had been shaved off. He stroked his cock as he studied it. "Wish you were here." "Me too," he thought, studying every centimetre of the picture, wanting to finger and lick it. ------------- "Darkness!" Dave thought to himself excitedly as the lights went off. How he loved these moments of anonymous torture. He moved through the darkroom, no longer caring how close he got to the girls, no longer wondering if he'd get into trouble if he accidently bumped against an arse. He found a butt sticking out and grabbed the hips, grinding his cock against the girl. He lifted her skirt, the aggressor this time, and rubbed her pussy through her panties. Jo tried hard not to moan. It had been awhile since she'd been the one that her Dad had decided to grab. Allison had boasted to her friends that she'd had Mr Johns' cock in her pussy, but there was no way to verify it. Jo was surprised to feel jealous when her friend boasted about it. After all, she didn't want to fuck her Dad, just tease him. Didn't she? She felt her panties pulled down her legs and then her father's hand was on her pussy, rubbing her lips, feeling them, almost parting them. And there was a sudden stop. He moved away. Jo bit back a groan of disappointment. "Pubes!" Dave had suddenly realized as he was feeling the pussy. His mind was rapidly reviewing what he knew. Sarah and Allison had none. Syliva only had a landing strip, nothing on her lips, which left two girls in the class; Lucy and his daughter. It wasn't Jo. He knew it wasn't. Thinking about the way that she'd reacted when he'd rubbed the sunscreen on her, it couldn't' have been. It had to be Lucy. And as he thought about Lucy, he thought about the fact that she was certainly the prettiest girl he'd ever taught. And he thought about all the times he'd perved on her arse and wished that he could touch it. And then he moved back again, taking her hips in his hands before moving them back up her legs, finding the panties restored, something he was quick to act on. Jo was completely surprised when she found her father holding her again. Did he get lost? Forget how far through the room he'd moved? She didn't know and she decided that she didn't care as two fingers slid themselves into her pussy. She thought about his big fat cock and wanted to hold it. She reached back behind her and found him, pulling on it. The hand between her legs kept working inside her as she felt his other hand freeing himself. She grabbed it when it was exposed, loving just how big it felt in her hand. He moved his cock in between her legs and Jo reached beneath herself as he started to try and work it into her pussy! She stopped him. She held him against her, sliding on it, but keeping him from entering. She felt her slick wet lips sliding on his hard shaft as she moved slightly backward and forward, her father thrusting, seeming to have accepted that he wasn't going to be fucking this girl. He continued for a few moments and then stopped. He moved on again. He had been going to return to the lights, but he was stopped. He'd even put his cock away, but whoever had stopped him fished it out of his pants. And then she sucked him, slowly and seductively, up and down, tongue moving delightfully. Lucy was surprised. She could taste something on his cock. And she was sure that it would be pussy juice. "Oh My God, someone fucked him and I'm sucking their juices off him!" she thought. She gave an extra couple of quick sucks before finishing and allowing him to return to the light switch. ------------- "Which one of you fucked him?" she demanded later. "When?" Allison said, looking guilty. "Holy crap, you did, didn't you, you fucked him!" Lucy accused when she was slow to respond. "I asked when, I didn't say that I'd done it," Allison said. "Today, I sucked on Mr John's cock and I tasted pussy!" Lucy said. "Did you like it?" Sylvia asked. "What?" "Did you like it, the taste of pussy?" Sylvia asked, glancing at Sarah who grinned at her. "Um, yeah I guess," Lucy replied, wondering where this was going, "Why, was it yours?" "No, not mine, I just wanted to know if you liked it or not, just for information." "Oh, so if it wasn't you, who was it?" All three of the others denied it. Everyone was inclined to believe Jo, which just left Sarah and Sylvia. "Well, maybe if you tasted us, you could tell who it was," Sarah teased, not expecting a response and knowing that she wasn't the one. It surprised her that that meant that it was likely to be Sylvia, given she was still a virgin, but she also knew how heated it could get with the anonymity of the dark room. "Ok then, let me," Lucy said. Sarah and Sylvia looked at her in shock. "Really?" Sylvia said. "Why not, I've already tasted one of you, there's a 50/50 chance that I'll get it first time and if not ... well it's only a bit of pussy juice, nothing I haven't tasted of myself." "You've tasted yourself?" Jo asked, a little shocked. "Yeah, haven't you?" she asked in response. "Um, no," Jo said blushing. I always wash my hands if I masturbate. There was a brief discussion about the merits of tasting oneself in which it turned out that Jo was the only one that hadn't done it out of curiosity at some point. "Come on then, let me taste you," Lucy persisted. She moved over to sit next to Sylvia on the lawn, telling her to lift her dress whilst everyone else kept an eye out. She reached her hand in between Sylvia's legs and worked it inside her panties until she was able to slip a finger between her lips. She slid it back and forth a few times, Sylvia giving a little sigh as her pussy was teased. Lucy pulled her hand from her friend's underwear and slid it into her mouth. "Well?" Sylvia asked, "Am I exonerated?" "Hmm, I think so. I need to check Sarah to be sure." And with that she moved over to where Sarah was sitting, this time sitting on her friend's right so that she could use her other hand. Again precautions were taken before Lucy had her finger playing around in Lucy's pussy. "Damn, either all pussies taste too similar, or it wasn't either of you," Lucy said in response to the immediate questioning that followed her actions. Jo sat very quietly, not wanting to give the girls any reason to suspect that she had had her father's cock in her pussy. After all, even if she told them that she'd only allowed him to rub it up and down her slit without penetrating her, she'd have to admit that much, which was a frightening enough prospect as it was. ------------- Dave was leaving the lab, the girls filing out ahead of him. They all called out goodbye, but Allison lingered ever so slightly, letting the others move out in front a bit. "Have a good weekend Allison," Dave said, smiling at her as she looked back at him. "Oh I am sure I will, but you know, the weird thing is, sometimes I just wish I was here," and with that she gave a cheeky little smile and set off with a spring in her step. Dave had just stopped. Was that the clue? Was she actually letting him know that it was her who had taken the photos. Did that mean that it was definitely her that he'd started to fuck? God he wished that he knew for sure. But clues and hints were enough only to cause suspicion, not to give confirmation. ------------- "You know, having Lucy taste me like that made me think of something," Sylvia said to Sarah as they sat sharing a drink at the mall. "What's that?" Sarah asked. "Well, I've never tasted you. And I've never licked you. We've kissed, and I made you cum, and you made me cum, but we've never licked each other." "Sooooo, you want to lick my pussy?" Sarah asked quietly. "Yes," Sylvia said with a hunger in her eyes that surprised Sarah. "Then we shouldn't waste our time hanging around here." Grinning, Sylvia grabbed the drink and her shopping, took Sarah's hand and the two of them left the mall to return to Sarah's house. They didn't waste time getting there, quickly moving to Sarah's bedroom where they fell on the bed already tangled together, their mouths locked as they kissed. Hands tore at clothes, quickly removing them and throwing them aside in anticipation of what was to come next. Sarah took the more aggressive position in the process and soon had her naked friend flat on her back as she sucked on first one and then the other breast, kissing her in between, her legs straddling Sylvia's, her pussy aching with desire. Sylvia panted with excitement as Sarah continued to tease and pleasure her breasts, "You know, I've never even let a guy do as much to me as you're doing," she said. The Dark Room "I know, I'm so happy to think that I'll be the first person to lick your pussy Sylv," Sarah said, smiling and then moving down until she was between her friend's legs. "Do it for me Sarah, I want to feel your tongue down there, I want you to make me cum," Sylvia said as she watched Sarah's red hair cascade over her stomach and slide downward until she knew that Sarah was poised mere centimeters from her pussy. Sarah took her time studying Sylvia's pussy, her darker lips a contrast to the light pink ones she was used to seeing in the mirror. They already appeared to be somewhat swollen from the foreplay that the two of them had engaged in and as Sarah drew a finger down each side of her pussy, Sylvia moaned in pleasure. She slid a finger between her friend's lips, slipping it in until she had the entire finger inside, then she pulled it out again and looked up at Sylvia, sucking on it seductively. She didn't think that she could tease her for very long though; she wanted to taste her first pussy too much, so she spread Sylvia's lips with her fingers, opening her wide to reveal the lighter pink within. Then she leaned in close and dipped her tongue into her friend's pussy for the first time. Sarah felt Sylvia give a little shudder at that first contact and then she started licking all over her, up and down, in and out, round and around, making contact with every part of her that she could. Sylvia gasped and moaned as Sarah continued to explore her pussy and when she finally moved up and started to lick at her clit, gave a little squeal of approval. Sarah allowed her tongue to find its way all over and around Sylvia's clit, experimenting with which actions would draw the best reaction from her. She loved the feeling of Sylvia's hips bucking uncontrollably when she would suck it in between her lips and try and hold it there. After a couple of minutes of driving her friend wild, she settled into a steady licking motion, her tongue flattened and thrust against the little nub of pleasure, rubbing back and forth, never losing contact. Sylvia was thrusting her pussy toward Sarah's tongue as she approached nearer and nearer to her orgasm and the point of no return. She tangled her fingers in her friend's lustrous red hair, pulling her tight to her pussy. Sandra slipped two fingers into Sylvia's sopping wet pussy as she continued to assault her clit and was rewarded by a cry of ecstasy as Sylvia finally tipped over the edge, her body shaking and shuddering with the power of her orgasm, her hands now pushing Sarah's face away from her pussy. Sarah crawled up alongside her friend, her fingers gently teasing at Sylvia's breasts, watching them rise and fall with each intake and exhalation of breath. She slipped a hand between her own legs, feeling how incredibly wet she was from having licked her first pussy. Moments later, Sylvia turned to Sarah and pulled their heads together so that they could kiss, slipping her tongue into her friend's mouth, tasting the residue of her pussy juices on her lips as she slid her tongue over them. She bent her head to Sarah's pale pink nipple, taking it in her mouth, sucking it, biting it gently, flicking it with her tongue. As she swapped nipples, she reached down between Sarah's legs and allowed her fingers to dally on her lips, gently teasing and playing, sliding over them, slick with the moisture that had built with Sarah's anticipation. She took a finger, slick with Sarah's juices and trailed it around and around her nipple in small circles, watching as it awoke to the pleasure, stiffening, lifting neatly out from the surrounding areola. Her tongue flicked down and around, repeating the path that her fingers had taken, getting her first hint of the taste of her friend's (or anyone else's for that matter) pussy. She could feel Sarah thrusting her pussy at Sylvia's leg, trapped as it was between those of the girl on the bottom. Sylvia took the hint and moved down as Sarah had, to adopt a position where she could explore and enjoy her friend's pussy with her tongue. As Sarah had, she took some time to study her pussy, using her fingers to shift her labia this way and that, to pull gently at the thin inner lips, to spread them and reveal her little clit as it stood, desperately awaiting attention. She slid her finger into Sarah's hole and then finally, when she was ready, ran her tongue all over her pussy. Sarah sighed appreciatively at the first tentative, gentle contact that was made with her pussy and Sylvia set to giving her friend the same incredible experience that she'd just been through. Sarah squirmed and writhed on the bed, enjoying the pleasure in a way far beyond any that she'd received from the very limited number of boys who had attempted the same thing. There was something about the fact that Sylvia was dedicated to doing this and this alone and not using it as a prelude to trying something else that seemed to make the pleasure more sustained and intense. With Sylvia enjoying her exploration, Sarah found that she was taken close to the brink of orgasm a couple of times before she got there. And it seemed that it was all the more intense for having gone close and backed off, because when she came, she cried out aloud, leaving both of them quietly wondering if it had not perhaps been too loud, half expecting one of Sarah's parents to come running to see what the matter was. Fortunately they were left alone. ------------- Dave took the film that had been left behind and entered the darkroom, his cock hardening at the thought of what it might possibly contain this time. He moved to the bench by the first set of equipment and was about to get started when the light went out on him. It was quickly followed by the sound of the door closing. "Who's there?" he asked, knowing that the door wouldn't close on its own. "Shhh," came the response. A girl's voice; indistinguishable, but a girl's voice all the same. A hand pressed against his chest, slid down to the front of his pants, squeezed his cock and started to undo the belt that held up his pants. Released, they were unceremoniously ripped down his legs, his rapidly hardening cock springing free. A hand wrapped around the shaft and then a mouth sucked hungrily over the head. For several minutes his cock was expertly sucked and his desire steadily built. When she stopped, she stood up, her hands sliding up under his shirt and sweater, feeling his chest, tangling in the sparse hair. He ripped off his sweater and undid his shirt. As soon as it was free he felt fingers pinching at one of his nipples as the girl kissed and sucked at the other. His hands sought her out, feeling her, undressing her until he knew that if should the lights come on, he would be greeted by the sight of one of his harem wearing nothing other than the skin that God had graced her with. How he wished he could see it. She pressed her body against his, her pert breasts rubbing against his lower chest, his cock trapped against her stomach. She ran her fingers down his back, her nails dragging over his skin, the pressure intensifying as they reached his butt. His strong hands travelled over her back and down to squeeze her tight little arse cheeks, then nestling them beneath her, picked her up off the ground, lifting her. She wrapped her arms over his shoulders and around his neck as she felt herself borne off the ground. His hands moved, one then the other, to support her under her thighs as she felt his cock drag down her stomach and then over her mons before springing free between her legs. She knew that she had been lifted above it, but it wasn't for long. Almost as soon as she was clear of his cock, he lowered her down again, his cock pressing against her waiting, aching cunt. With some deft maneuvering, his cock was between her lips and he lowered her down the length of his shaft. The girl moaned as she was entered, his large cock completely filling her pussy, which clung greedily to the shaft. He held her there, completely buried in her pussy and they kissed, their tongues swirling and exploring in each other's mouths. Then he rocked her up and down and she looped her legs over his hips, using them for leverage as she helped move her pussy up and down his shaft. Dave moved, taking the two strides to the bench, resting the horny girl's butt on it, spreading her legs, pushing her back, his hands raking over her breasts and abdomen as he rocked his cock in and out of her pussy. He thumbed her clit briefly, enjoying the stifled moans and gasps. It was intense beyond belief. And then suddenly, he was cumming, his cock erupting its seed, shooting with all the vigour of a virgin mercilessly teased before that first big event. He gasped as he came, his legs shaking, barely supporting his weight. He didn't even register the girl's small cry of shock, just held his cock in her as his orgasm subsided, his cock twitching in her pussy. As he stepped back, the girl climbed from the bench and scrabbled around on the floor. He realized she was grabbing her school clothes. He went to reach for her, to hold her, wanting to offer her something more than such a quick fuck in the dark, but she was gone to the door. "Close your eyes," he heard her say in a put on voice, a disguise. He did, not wanting to break her trust anymore than he probably just had. Allison slipped from the room, shutting the door behind her. She scrambled back into her school dress, not bothering with underwear, throwing it in her back pack and then running for her car. She didn't look back. She couldn't. She was suddenly shocked with what she'd done. She could feel cum running down her leg as she raced through the school grounds, the warm seed that had felt so good as he'd exploded in her, filled her, but hopefully not, she thought, tears starting to well in her eyes, impregnated her. ------------- "What's wrong Allison, you're not yourself," Sylvia asked as the two girls sat eating their lunch together a few days later. "I've just got stuff on my mind," Allison said distractedly, fending off her friend's probing question. "Are you sure, I'm a bit worried about you, I've never seen you so down," Sylvia asked, probing a little further. "Really, its nothing, I'll be ok. But thanks for caring Sylv," Allison said, smiling at her. "No problem, you know I'm here for you." ------------- Dave felt the hand stop him, groping for his cock and he smiled to himself in the dark room. This class was really the most amazing thing that he'd ever had happen to him in his life. Hands groped at his pants and released his hard cock and it was quickly enveloped in a warm, welcoming mouth. He bit his lip to keep from sighing too loud as he felt her tongue swirl around the head of his cock before he was taken completely inside her again. A hand wrapped around his shaft, pumping it as the recipient continued to suck, bobbing her head up and down the top half of his cock. He stood there in the dark, reveling in the pleasure that was being applied to his manhood. When the mouth stopped, he did release a small sigh, both of pleasure at the experience and regret that it had finished. But the hand that had accompanied that pleasant oral experience didn't release his cock. It pulled him over toward a bench and he found that his cock was now pushing up against a girl's bum. He was released and wrapped his own hand around his cock, guiding it, pushing it down so that he might slide between her legs, hoping to feel her wetness on her panties as he did so. But his progress was hampered by the fact that the panties that he was trying to rub against were in the process of being removed. That didn't of course provide much of a barrier as as soon as they were out of the way, he was running his cock between the girl's legs again, this time feeling her pussy lips as they ran over the top of his cock, their moisture trailing along his shaft. He felt a hand snake between the girl's leg's, grabbing at his cock, guiding him and was surprised to find that she was in fact guiding him straight into her wet little hole. He nearly groaned aloud when he felt her smooth tight lips glide down either side of his engorged penis. He pulled back a little and then slid inside again, penetrating further. Additional repetitions of the same movement drove him slowly deeper into her pussy until there was no further to go, despite the fact that he wasn't completely within her. Slowly he moved his cock back and forth in the young girl's pussy, each movement taking him closer and closer to the point of no return. Too conscious though of the fact that it was the middle of a class in the middle of the day, he pulled out before he exploded, hearing a sigh from the girl that he'd been fucking as it ended. He wished that he knew who it was for sure. He suspected Allison from what had happened previously, but of course, in the dark, couldn't be 100% sure. He just knew that he wanted some more attention on his cock. He moved on, his hard prick leading the way and his hands came across a pair of hips. He was shocked when his touch on them brought a flinch from the girl. He quickly moved on. That was a reaction that he'd never had before. It must have been Jo he realized. Shit, he'd been about to ram his cock between his daughter's legs! He stood still, contemplating it for a while. Part of him was horrified, but then there was the part of him that started to remember her in her panties as she cleaned up the fish and chips, the way they clung to her pussy, the way her breast had felt when he'd groped her later that night. Part of him wondered if it was the first time that he'd actually touched her at all ... Allison, stood shaking at the bench. She'd not known how she was going to react if she was touched, but now she knew. It freaked her out. Ever since she'd fled the darkroom with cum dripping down her legs, she'd been reluctant to come to class. What if she was pregnant? How could she even explain it? It wasn't even like she could claim it was an affair and they'd fallen in love! It was just lust in a dark room. She didn't know if she could come to another class. "One more week," she thought to herself. "One more week and I'll know. ------------- Dave couldn't help but notice that Allison was out of sorts. She had been withdrawn for several days. He was surprised, because after their encounter, he'd expected something more. It had seemed that she had finally been about to break the bond of secrecy that was surrounding what they were all doing. The hints had all pointed to her being the one that met him after school that day, but of course, by respecting her wishes, he'd not actually verified it with a sighting. He hoped that she was alright. Despite the eagerness that had been displayed in the room to date, there was always a fear in the back of his mind that one of them would change her mind and that he'd find himself in more trouble than he ever really wanted to contemplate. As he taught the class, Allison wouldn't meet his gaze and didn't answer a single question. He tried to get her to stay so that he could speak to her after class, but she mumbled an excuse and hurried out of the room. That night, he barely slept, his stomach in knots for worry about what Allison's state of mind might mean for him. ------------- Allison was sick the next lesson. The girls all commented on the fact. After all, Allison was never sick. Dave noticed too. It did nothing to relieve the discomfort that he was experiencing. He couldn't eat, couldn't concentrate and he worried about how Allison was. If he was going through this, he knew that she was probably going through something worse. He wished that he could counsel her, provide some support, but clearly he wasn't the right person. He hoped that she had a good support network and tried to probe the other girls in the class as to whether they had seen her or knew what was happening. They didn't even use the darkroom. No one seemed to have an appetite for it without Allison there. Dave was finding himself withdrawing from the energetic and engaging teaching style that had gained him his reputation amongst the students and it rubbed off on them. They backed away too and he worried that somehow it was all going to come out and go horribly wrong. ------------- "Fuck! Really?" Sylvia said to Allison, her mouth gaping with disbelief. Allison just nodded. She had lost weight since she had fucked her teacher, unable to face food regularly, her mind a total mess as she considered what she would face if her fears were founded. "So now you know why I need you here," She stated quietly after. "Of course Al, shit no wonder you've been so quiet. Fuck I don't know what I'd do." "I'm doing the only thing I can, hoping that I'm not," Allison told her friend. She'd sat with the pregnancy test in her hand. She'd not intended to tell anyone about it, but when it had come down to the crunch, she'd not been able to face the moment alone and had called in her friend. She sat on the toilet, ready to pee, Sylvia standing in the doorway providing moral support. And then came the nervous wait, Allison holding the testing stick, Sylvia the instructions that showed them exactly what it would read if she was or wasn't. Both of them stared intently at the indicator spot, waiting, holding their breath, hoping. "Fuck!" Sylvia said. Allison just sighed. It was negative. It took Allison a few moments to digest and accept the information and then she was jumping up and down on her bed in joy, Sylvia joining her and holding her hands as they sprang up and down together. "Oh my god," Allison said sitting pulling Sylvia into a hug. "I don't ever want to go through that again unless I'm trying for a kid! "I'm so happy for you Allie!" Sylvia said, pulling her friend into another hug. "Thanks for being here for me Sylv, I don't know if I could have managed it alone," Allison said and she planted a kiss on Sylvia's lips. "Oh you know any one of us would have done it for you," Sylvia said, continuing to hold her friend, conscious of how good her soft lips had felt pressed up against her own, thinking back to her experiences with Sarah, wondering if she might be so lucky as to get to do something similar with Allison. But she decided not to press. Allison had just been through an incredible ordeal. "I need to celebrate!" Allison said, "I haven't eaten properly for weeks, let go get a big fat juicy steak somewhere. "Sounds good to me," Sylvia said. They quickly rang their other friends who were all thrilled to hear that Allison wanted to go out and agreed to meet up at the local steak house. "I'll drive you Allie," then you don't have to worry about drinking or not," Sylvia offered. ------------- The girls had a fabulous night out and it was quite late when Sylvia ended up dropping Allison home again. Allison had certainly enjoyed herself and especially after having not been eating properly, was feeling the effects of the alcohol that she'd consumed as they'd celebrated. "Come in for a drink," Allison said to Sylvia as her friend helped her up the path to the house. "Oh I don't think you need anymore," Sylvia laughed. "Awww," Allison said, pouting at her friend. "I don't want you to leave me yet, I'm not ready for bed," she continued, protesting. "Well I'll come in and chat for a bit," Sylvia offered. "Yay!" Allison said, fumbling her key until she managed to get the front door open. "We have to be quiet though so we don't wake the 'rents!" The girls made their way as quietly as they could through the house, suppressing giggles as they went until they were safely ensconced in Allison's bedroom. She dropped her shoes on the floor, having removed them in Sylvia's car and then went to pull her slinky red dress off. The Dark Room "You have to do the zipper first," Sylvia laughed as she watched Allison's drunken struggle with the clothing. "Oh fuck, help? Please?" Allison said, turning to look at Sylvia. Sylvia giggled again and moved over to Allison, running the zipper down her friend's back, admiring the line of the curve it followed all the way down to the top of her butt crack. "Thanks gorgeous," Allison said as she dropped the dress to the floor and reached around to undo her black lace bra. Sylvia stared as her friend turned around and started speaking to her, standing in just her matching black lace panties, her nipples erect and hard on the tips of her breasts. "Sorry, what was that?" Sylvia asked, tearing her eyes away from her friend's tits to meet her gaze. "Hey, were you checking me out?" Allison said, drunkenly, "Were you perving on my tits?" "Um yes," laughed Sylvia, blushing at being busted. "What can I say, you have great tits?" "You think?" Allison asked, taking them in her hands and rubbing and squeezing them. "I always wished they were bigger." "God no, don't wish for that, then you'd put your back out," Sylvia laughed. Her pussy was wet already just from watching Allison innocently playing with her breasts and she bit her lip as she stepped forward and placed her hands on them. "See, they're just the right size, not too small and not too big, nice handfuls," Sylvia said, gently manipulating them. "Um Sylvia, you're feeling me up!" Allison laughed, staring down at her friend's hands on her tits, but making no move to stop her. . "uh huh," Sylvia replied, bending her head to take one of her friend's nipples quickly in her mouth, sucking it and flicking it with her tongue. She slipped a free hand down between Allison's legs and rubbed her pussy through her panties. "Oh!" Allison said as she felt the pressure. "That actually feels really good." "I can make it feel better," Sylvia whispered huskily, releasing her friend's breast and pushing her lips gently against Allison's, her tongue delicately sliding across the pink lip-sticked lips of her friend. "Yes, make it feel better," Allison sighed, moving her legs slightly so that Sylvia had greater access to rub her as she felt her friend's tongue dip between her lips to meet her own. It penetrated through Allison's insobriety that she was kissing another girl, but it felt so good that she didn't stop. She found herself pushed back onto her bed and watching as Sylvia pulled her black panties down her legs, exposing her pussy, freshly shaved after a couple of weeks of neglect. Sylvia dropped to her knees and Allison gasped when she felt her friend begin to explore her sopping wet pussy with her mouth. "Oh god Sylv, that's amazing," she said as Sylvia applied her newly developing skills to Allison's pussy. Her tongue dipped and swirled and dived in and around Allison who lay with her legs spread as she was pleasured, moaning and gasping each time a new pleasure was sent through her system from her pussy. Sylvia wanted Allison to cum, but before she did, she announced that Sylvia had better stop, that she needed to pee. Sylvia sent her off to the bathroom, looking to continue when she returned, but Allison kindly declined the offer, announcing that as good as it was, she was simply too drunk to enjoy it enough. She collapsed on the bed, and despite Sylvia trying to crawl in next to her and have some more fun, was asleep in moments. Sylvia sighed, left a note on Allison's dresser where she knew Allison would find it (rather than one of her parents that may have casually drifted into her room) and made her way back out to her car. ------------- Dave smiled. He wasn't quite sure what had happened, but Allison had returned to class and despite having lost enough weight for it to be noticeable, seemed her happy go lucky self again. She was even flirting with him in class, asking if she could borrow his 'special' pen and then sucking on it seductively when no one was looking. As if following her lead, the mood of the entire class changed and the next time that they were in the darkroom, Dave even found that one of the girls groped him again. It was a step back from where they had been, but a start. And in fact over the next week, things moved very quickly back to the point that he was regularly being sucked again. ------------- Dave flicked the switch off in the darkroom. He found his heart beating rapidly as he moved slowly through the dark room. They used it every lesson now, half of the time they didn't even actually need to, but by an unspoken consensus, at some point through the lesson he would ask if anyone needed to and five hands would go up. If he didn't look like asking, one of the girls (notably not Jo) would always ask if she could and the others would follow her in there. So it was that with his heart pounding and his cock growing with nervous anticipation, he was stopped as he made his way down the line of the bench. After extracting his cock from his pants, a mouth set to work on him. He did nothing to stop it as he found himself thrusting back at the girl's throat, wishing that he could see her lips as they moved up and down his shaft, her hand pumping beneath. He tried to picture Lucy with her mouth engulfing him and his cock twitched even harder for a few beats of his heart until the girl stopped pleasuring him. He moved to the next girl and found her facing him, her back against the bench. His hands roamed all over her body, undoing buttons, squeezing her breasts, teasing, seeking. Before long he had her dress completely undone down the front, the shoulders pushed back and her breasts roughly exposed. He lowered his head and swirled his tongue around a tight little bud of a nipple as he sucked it into his mouth. The girl was reaching down to tug and pull at his cock. Jo tried very hard to keep herself from making any noise. It felt so good to have her nipple sucked, and the fact that it was her father unknowingly doing so just made it even more exciting for her. He switched nipples, giving the second one a taste of the pleasure that he'd shown the first and then his hands were at her waist, lifting her suddenly into the air, depositing her on the bench. His hands pushed her knees apart, his fingers teased at her panty clad pussy. And then the crotch of her panties was pulled aside and his tongue was running over her lips, through the shortly cropped pubic hair and then deftly working between her lips. Jo was in heaven. It felt amazing. Dave drove his tongue into what he thought was Lucy's pussy, loving the taste of her sweet nectar as he flicked his tongue around and in and all throughout her pussy. His mind cast her image, smiling down at him, moaning as his tongue explored her from within. God he wanted his cock in there, but he knew that time was short and had to stop. He stood and lifted the girl down from the bench, giving them all notice that the lights would soon be on. As the girls all left the darkroom, Dave smiled at each of them, including his daughter Jo. As she passed him though, he did a double take. The top button of her school dress was undone! His mind flashed back to what had happened in the dark room today. Only once had he undone any buttons, and that was with what he thought was Lucy, when he'd lifted her to the bench and sucked her tits ... and then licked her pussy. His cock hardened. Could it be? His gaze flicked repeatedly between Jo and Lucy. Was it possible that he had just been allowed to ravage his daughter? ------------- That night at home, Jo thought about the fact that her father had eaten her pussy and how good it had felt. Part of her wanted to open up to him and let him know that it had happened, to have more, but she just wasn't sure that she could let it happen like that. She decided that she'd rather not have him know for sure, to simply enjoy being the only one to know, her enormous secret. Did she have the guts to let him fuck her? She wondered. She was a virgin and if anything that made it hard to come to terms with. She finally admitted to herself that she wasn't ready for that yet. But that didn't mean she didn't like teasing him and making him walk around the house with a stiff dick! She went down to dinner in a pair of tight black athletic shorts clinging to the curve of her butt along with a tight little top that didn't cover her stomach, exposing her belly button and without a bra, leaving no doubt as to the state of her erect nipples. She didn't bother with panties and as she moved around the kitchen helping him to finish off the last of the cooking, knew that he was watching her. It made her wet, she realised and glancing at his cock, it certainly worked on him as well. Dave struggled to keep his eyes off his daughter. Between the suspicion that he'd had his tongue in her pussy earlier in the day and the sight of her in such tight clothing, his cock had no chance. He was starting to wish that he was wearing something more confining than the loose shorts that he had on, because there was little he could do in his current state to hide the fact that he was massively hard. He knew that after dinner, he'd be down stairs, tugging furiously on his cock. What he didn't realise was that the teasing that Jo was engaging in was working both ways. She had thought that it would be a bit of fun to make her dad hard and watch him try and hide his massive boner, but it turned out that it made her incredibly horny as well. Seeing his erection barely hidden in his pants brought back every memory of every moment in the dark room that had resulted in them touching ... his hard cock rubbing against her pussy, his tongue delving inside her. With her dad having retreated downstairs, Jo ran up to her bedroom, where she quickly pulled off the saturated shorts. Her fingers played with her pussy until she knew that she had to have more. She looked around her room for something, anything that she could find that might look like a cock and finally settled on her deodorant stick. She sucked on it, imagining that it was her father's cock, her fingers teasing her clit or pulling on her nipples. Then she rubbed the stick between her legs, moaning, feeling the hard plastic as she pushed it at her hole, rubbed it up and down so that it got slick and then, pushing again, felt it slip between her lips. She worked it slowly in and out of her pussy, too scared for it to go too far, too horny not to do it. She kept working her clit as well and when she came, came hard. In the aftermath of her orgasm, she wondered if a cock was better ... and just how much better it might feel. ------------- "I think I want to lose my virginity," Jo said to her friends over lunch a few days later. "Go you!" Allison laughed, "What brought this on?" "Huh, are you kidding, we sit here all the time and all you four talk about is sucking my Dad's cock and stuff and you wonder why I might want to lose it? I mean, I get horny too you know, standing there in the darkroom I can practically smell you all!" "Good point," Sarah laughed, "I hadn't even thought about that." "Duh," Jo laughed in response. "Well don't worry, I'm still a virgin too, you know," Lucy said. "And me, "Sylvia smiled at her. "Not me," Sarah laughed. The others all laughed as well, they had all heard about some of Sarah's exploits before and it was obvious that she wasn't as it was that Allison wasn't. "Yes, well I've never even had someone else make me cum, I've always had to do it myself," Jo said wistfully. She looked to Sylvia to see if she was going to get any further support, but Sylvia just sat quietly, glancing a little nervously at Sarah. "What are you looking at her for?" she asked Sylvia. Sylvia just looked even more nervous. If she hadn't already had such a dark skin tone, it would have been obvious as to the extent that she was blushing. "You've fucked her haven't you Sarah!" Allison exclaimed, pointing at their red-headed friend. "So that's where you learnt to lick pussy so good," she continued looking back to Sylvia. Both Sarah and Sylvia were blushing furiously now, whilst Lucy and Jo stared in disbelief. "Hang on," Jo said, trying to sort things quickly in her mind. "If you know she does it so good ... you mean Sylvia's eaten you out?" she said to Allison. "The other night when she dropped me home and I was really pissed," Allison admitted, grinning. "I have this vague memory that it was awesome, but I don't remember any details," she sighed, laughing at her omission. "And you two have been together as well?" Jo accused Sylvia and Sarah. It all came out then. They were forced to confess to their friends what had happened. How they'd started off just taking some pictures to tease Jo's dad, but that it had turned into a lot more. After they'd confessed, Lucy said quite quietly, "Is it really good?" The looks the two girls swapped gave all the answer that was needed. "Will you make me cum?" Jo asked. "I'd love to," Sarah replied. "Well if you're going to do it for her, I want to try too," Lucy insisted. "And I want a go that I can remember!": Allison laughed. "You didn't cum anyway Allie, you went off to the loo and then came back and fell asleep!" Sylvia told them all, making Allison blush and insist that that was all the more reason to have a turn. ------------- After school that day, the five girls all gathered in Sarah's bedroom, working out how it was to happen. In the end, Sarah insisted that she'd told Jo that she'd do it for her and so wanted to start that way. Sylvia suggested that Lucy should also get to go early because she'd never tried it either. Sylvia quietly suggested that she was happy to do this favour for Lucy. Allison pouted, but didn't protest too loudly as long as she got a turn. Sarah pushed Jo back on the bed and lay on top of her, kissing her. Jo was surprised at first when Jo moved over her, having expected for some reason to simply have her pussy eaten, but the intensity and pleasure of the kiss soon brought her round to this having been an excellent point to start. As they kissed, Sarah's hands moved over her school dress, releasing buttons and starting the process of removal. Jo went with it until at last, she lay naked on the bed with Sarah's hands and lips playing with her breasts, teasing and stimulating her. Jo glanced about the room, conscious of Allison watching, and getting a glimpse that confirmed that Sylvia was already between Lucy's legs and that Lucy was moaning pleasurably at what was being done to her. Then Sarah was between her own legs with her tongue moving smoothly but deliberately all over her pussy. She forgot everything else at that point as she surrendered to the pleasure, whimpering and moaning as she felt every nuance of her friend's tongue and fingers. "My turn!" Allison announced when Lucy and Jo were both left on the bed in a post-orgasmic daze. "Let me finish what I started the other day then," Sylvia said, smiling. Allison had already stripped down to her underwear, having got so hot and bothered watching the other two that she'd wanted to be able to access her pussy and pleasure herself as she watched. Both the bra and the panties were quickly discarded in favour of the prospect of Sylvia descending between her legs with her tongue. "I still want to lose my virginity," Jo said as they all said goodbye later on. The others laughed, but Lucy and Sylvia both agreed that it was certainly higher on their priorities than it had been before all the fun in the dark room. ------------- Lucy bit her lip nervously. After the excitement of the other day, when Sylvia had introduced her to the pleasure of having her pussy eaten, she'd decided that she really did want a cock in her pussy. She wanted to know whether it would be as good as having a girl eat her out. Was she turning into a lesbian? Or was she bi? She realised she really wouldn't know the answer until she had had more experience. And there was only one cock that she had access to at the moment to help her get that experience. She thought about it for days. Did she really want to lose it to her teacher when he didn't even realise who it was or how precious the thing was that she was giving to him? Or did she want to wait until she'd found some guy she could trust. She thought long and hard about all the guys that she knew and eventually came back to the fact that there wasn't a single one that she would be happy to gift with her cherry. And so, as the lights went out, she removed her panties from under her dress and waited with her heart scattering along at a demonic pace, for the sense of the presence of her teacher. She felt the movement of hair and stuck her hand out, but he had moved on. She listened to the movement and shuffling that accompanied activity in the dark room, catching suppressed little gasps and moans, straining her ears, knowing that someone was having fun with Dave in the room, possibly sucking his big cock in their mouth, or possibly even doing what she'd been planning her self. She moved so that she stood out from the bench. She had the first desk, so she would be the last person that her teacher passed before the light switch. She made sure that he couldn't get there without contact. She even undid the top of her dress, slipping her hand in to tease her own nipple, anxious and excited. A hand touched her. She jumped. She'd been lost in her own world, but recovered quickly as the hand started to explore her, reaching inside her school dress and bra to seize her breast and fondle it, much as she'd been doing to herself moments before. She reached down and found his cock, stiff, hard and exposed. She stroked it, trying to imagine what it was going to be like as it entered her. She didn't know. Bending down, she sucked it briefly, enjoying how stiff it was, how incredibly long and hard it felt in the dark as she backed away toward the bench now, leading him toward her. She felt the bench behind her and her teacher's arms come around her as he stepped closer, his cock now crushed between them as he guided their faces together for a kiss. She loved it and used her hands to pull her skirt up, to expose her naked pussy. Dave felt the shifting of the material as it dragged along his cock and then felt the bare flesh of the young girl against his shaft. Her hand grabbed him, pushed him down, her legs opening and then his cock was trapped between her thighs. Without even thinking about it, he found his hips rocking back and forward, her lips moving slightly across the top of his erection. She lifted one leg and her hand was guiding the head of his dick! He felt her part over his penis, felt her slide a small way down the cock. He thrust and slid deeper inside her. She hesitated and he held her, just rocking slightly. He could feel resistance and was unsure as to what was next. He felt her move up and assumed that it was finishing, pulling his cock out of her pussy. But to his surprise, she grabbed him again and his cock slid back inside her pussy. She rocked up and down on him a little and then rising on her toes, dropped back down, receiving a hard thrust that broke through her hymen, drawing a gasp from her as she felt it go. She didn't move, just stood there, one leg raised, supported now by his hand, his cock buried in her pussy, deep and somewhat painful. Dave pulled his cock from her and let her leg go. She clung to him briefly and kissed his neck. "Thankyou," she whispered in his ear, before she was gone from his grasp. He announced his intent to light the room and the shuffling commenced. When the lights were on, he looked curiously about the room, trying to determine who it might have been. Lucy's gaze lingered when their eyes met and she gave him a nervous smile as she shuffled out of the room behind her friends. The Dark Room ------------- "You did it, didn't you?" Sarah said to Lucy the next day. "what do you mean Sarah?" Lucy asked, the question having come somewhat out of the blue as they two of them made their way between classes. "You lost it, your virginity, didn't you?" Sarah probed. "What makes you think that?" Lucy asked, blushing, all but giving herself away regardless of how she had intended to keep the secret. "I don't know, there's just something about the way that you're walking today ... a bit more confidence or something. I was trying to think what might have changed and realized that it had actually happened after we left the photography class yesterday. And given how you're blushing now, I know that I'm right," she finished smugly. Lucy said nothing, trying to restrain her embarrassment rather than respond. "It's ok, I think its cool!" Sarah said after a moment. "Heck, I lost mine to Brad Goreman and that was nothing to write home about. He hadn't done it before either and he'd cum before I even really had chance to consider whether it felt good or not!" Lucy laughed despite her best efforts not to. "Well Mr. Johns didn't even cum because it hurt when he went all the way in so I didn't let him stay there." "Oh don't worry about that," Sarah said reassuringly, "from the people I know that have lost it, no one enjoys the first time much other than for having done it. Everyone says that it's much better after the first time. That's when you really start to enjoy it. I know it was true for me, so you probably did the best thing, got the painful bit out of the way so that next time you can really enjoy yourself. "Are you on the pill though?" Sarah asked. "No, I'm not," Lucy replied. "Well you might want to think about it, because if you do let him cum, you don't want to get pregnant, and it's probably a bit hard to get a condom on him in the dark room." "Oh yeah, I guess I hadn't thought that far," Lucy said as they entered their next class room. ------------- The fact that Lucy had lost her virginity wasn't a secret amongst the friends for long, particularly when there was a discussion one lunch time about who was and who wasn't on the pill. "I am now," Allison admitted after Sarah had told them all that she'd been on it for a year or so, after a boy that she'd been going to sleep with had kept trying to do her without a condom. Allison's admission brought to full light the risk that she'd taken and why she'd been away sick. The girls were very supportive of their friend, though it took Jo a little longer to come to grips with the situation than the rest of her friends. "Do you realise that if you'd had a kid, it would have been my step sister or brother?" she'd said to Allison. "That's kind of freaky you know. I think that if you're all going to keep this shit up then you have to be on the pill," she declared, not quite liking the potential of being a step sibling to one of her friend's kids. They made a pact then, that all of the girls that weren't on the pill would go to the doctor and start. And so it was that two weeks after that discussion, Sylvia decided that she was now ready to lose her virginity, not wanting to be the last of the girls to do so and thinking that she should seize the advantage that she held over Jo, who would have to find some other source, something that wasn't a very attractive prospect when you looked at most of the boys in their year level. Those that were interesting prospects tended to be taken already. ------------- Dave smoothed back the hair on the girl's head as she sucked his cock in the dark room, wishing that she would simply keep going until he could shoot his load down the back of her throat. She sucked him long enough that he started to think that this may indeed be about to happen, but just as he started to buck his hips, his balls about to empty their seed, the mouth was withdrawn. He almost groaned aloud with the disappointment and only just managed to suppress it. The hand that had held the base of his cock hadn't let go though and he surmised that the girl was standing up as her hand twisted on his cock. He felt her pull him toward her and found that his cock was being directed between her legs from behind. Dave reached out with his hands to take the girl's hips, slipping them under her skirt. He felt her pussy rub along the top of his cock, coating it with her juices. She was obviously very horny. Then he felt her guiding him, her hand steering the head of his cock as she thrust her butt out and her hips down and his cock slipped between her lips a little. She held still and Dave pushed, applying firm and consistent pressure, feeling his cock slide a little further. Then he pulled back before sliding in again, deeper this time; deeper until he met resistance. He slowed down, easing his cock in and out of her pussy, not sure what she was going to want. Did she want him to break her hymen? Here in the darkroom, rather than in some other setting, with someone her own age? He felt her start to thrust backward in counterpoint to his penetrations and when she became more insistent with her movements, decided that she must want him to. He thrust hard and fast, tearing through her hymen, drawing an audible gasp from her. He held still, his cock buried in her pussy. He was so close to cumming that he didn't stay still for long, but began moving back and forth again, sliding in and out. When he wasn't pushed away or stopped at all, his movements became a little more urgent and then he found that there was no holding back. His cock exploded inside the enveloping pussy and he grunted, his seed flowing in a torrent. Sylvia bit down on her lip as the pain of the penetration was replaced by the flood of cum in her pussy. She'd done it, she'd lost her virginity. Now she hoped that it would feel better the next time. It had been fine at first, but after he'd broken through her hymen, it had hurt more than she'd expected. With the lesson over Dave watched the girls as they walked from the classroom. From the way she was walking, it appeared that it was the young Asian girl Sylvia whom he'd just deflowered. He knew that the memory would provide him with plenty more fuel to release loads in the future. ------------- Jo sat at home pondering the fact that she was now the last of her friends to lose her virginity. She didn't like being the one, but she also didn't want to just lose it to some guy for the sake of losing it. For a start she didn't think that they deserved the bragging rights of having nailed her. She could do what her friends had done and lose it to her dad in the dark room, but she thought that that was too impersonal. Of course, if she didn't do it in the darkroom, it would take her to a place where she'd never thought she would go ... sex with her father ... in the house. She spent a long time thinking about it and finally thought that perhaps she had come up with a plan. For a start, she thought she should let him know somehow that she'd actively participated in what happened at school. ------------- The following day during the class, just before she went into the darkroom, she put on lipstick. It was a slightly odd shade of red, almost orange in fact, that she'd received as a free promotion and never really worn. She made sure that the other girls were all in the darkroom before her and that her father saw her put the lipstick on as he waited for her just inside the door. She smiled at him, her heart pounding so hard that she was sure that he could hear it beating within her chest. Her pussy was already soaked and she squeezed her legs together as she waited for the lights to go off so that she could swap places. Dave's mind was racing. He saw Jo put lipstick on before coming into the darkroom. She had never done so before but had also gone out of her way to make sure that she was the last one in. He flicked off the switch and began walking through the room. Soon enough he was stopped and his cock extracted from his pants. A mouth closed over it and he couldn't help but wonder if this was what the lipstick was for; to mark him? Could Jo be actually letting him know what she was doing? The simple thought of it was enough that he nearly lost his load. As the girl stood up from sucking him, he reached out and allowed his hands to grope all over her body as they kissed. Then he moved on and found his cock sucked a second time. By the time that his watch beeped it's alarm to indicate the end of the lesson, he'd had three mouths on his cock and his fingers in two pussies. But the real excitement for him was to come after the girls had left. He all but shooed them out, noticing that as Jo left, she wiped the lipstick from her lips with a tissue. He raced back into the darkroom and closed the door. Then he extracted his cock from his pants and found that there were indeed smears of lipstick up and down his cock. And the shade matched that which his daughter had been wearing. ------------- When he arrived home that night, Jo was watching TV, lying on the floor in a tight t-shirt and a pair of pale blue lycra athletic shorts that hugged her butt perfectly. He wasn't quite sure what to say, wanting to broach the morning's lesson immediately, but unable to find the words. "Hi Jo," he said, almost stumbling over even that small greeting. "Hi Dad!" she replied rolling over onto her back, smiling up at him. Dave tried not to look at the mound of her pussy, where it clung to her, or to her nipples which seemed to be inordinately hard under that top. Jo watched her father's eyes, seeing them sweep over her body, struggling to move from her tightly clad frame in their efforts to meet her own eyes. She knew exactly what she was doing to him and was enjoying it. She'd made her decision and had decided that tonight would be the night. "How was the rest of your day?" Dave asked, swallowing hard, feeling his erection growing in his pants as his eyes flicked over her body again. Jo stretched, thrusting her hips up off the ground whilst raising her hands above her head, the material rubbing against her nipples as it shifted. "Oh so so, not as good as photography of course," she replied, licking her lips. Dave had to swallow hard again as he saw the sheen of moisture that was left on her lips after her tongue slowly ran across the surface. He couldn't help but think of the lesson now that she'd mentioned it and the visual cue of her lips brought images to his mind of her kneeling before him with his cock sliding across her tongue and between those lips. "What's for dinner?" she asked him, startling him from his reverie. He caught himself with his hand half way to his cock. "Um, I haven't even thought about it yet," he confessed. "How about fish and chips then?" Jo asked. "I'm sure I could cook something healthier," he said, his parental instincts kicking in. "Yeah, but I really want fish and chips, it was so yummy last time," Jo said, almost pleading. "Oh hell, why not," Dave laughed. "I'll go get them. Back soon?" "Great! See you when you get back," Jo said, running her hand across her stomach which had been exposed when she stretched. Dave turned away to grab his car keys and wallet, having to adjust his pants around his hard cock as he moved. Jo smiled to herself when she saw where her father's hand went. As soon as he'd left the room, she slipped a hand inside her pants and rubbed her pussy furiously. She couldn't believe how wet she was. She slid her fingers between her pussy lips, teasing her clit and then back up through the cropped pubic hair, wondering whether her father would prefer her shaved or not. Something for another time she decided as she rubbed herself some more, wondering just how good it was going to feel to have his massive cock slide between her lips. Better than her deodorant stick, she was sure of that much. Dave tried to concentrate as he drove to the shop. He was so horny from having seen his daughter stretched out that if he'd driven past a hooker on the corner, he might just have stopped to have her help him past his state of arousal. Instead he was left to ponder the events of the last couple of months as he waited for his order to be cooked. By the time that Jo heard the car pull into the driveway, she could feel her moisture through her shorts. She'd brought herself to the very brink of cumming and only with an effort of will stopped herself from cresting that tempting peak. She rubbed them firmly against her pussy, using the texture of the material to tease herself, pushing it between her lips and making no effort to pull it out again as she heard the door open into the house. Standing up, she glanced down and smiled at the camel toe that she was now displaying. Dave brought the dinner in and called out to ask Jo whether she wanted to eat at the table or in front of the telly. She met him in the kitchen as she asked him what he'd like to drink and told him that in front of the TV would be fine. "I'll have a beer thanks sweetie," he said, his eyes again sweeping down her body, this time noticing that her shorts were glued to her pussy lips so obviously that she was sporting a camel toe. It was a conscious effort to tear his gaze away. Jo grabbed a coke for herself and a beer for her Dad and went back to the living room, where she sat down on the floor. As with the last time they'd shared fish and chips, she took hers on the floor on the paper, piling her father's share onto a plate so that he could eat it off his lap. She took great delight in noting that his cock was still hard as she lowered the plate into the region of his groin. Jo pushed the food out in front of her so that she could lie down on her stomach, her legs lifted from the floor below her knees. She spread them slightly, knowing that she was giving her father a view straight between her legs, right to her pussy, where her shorts clung to her, wet with the anticipation of what she was intending after dinner. Dave stared, almost missing his mouth with the first chip he went to eat as Jo lay down on the floor in front of him. He was staring straight up between her legs to where he could see her pussy lips clearly outlined against the tight fabric. But it was the colour that hardened him the most. In the region of her pussy, the light blue fabric was significantly darker. He could tell that the fabric was wet and he wanted nothing more than to kneel down behind her and touch it with his fingers, feel it and stroke her pussy lips. Instead, he ate his fish and chips, the heat of the dinner warming the plate that rocked unsteadily on his erection. Jo hurried through her dinner, waggling her feet in the air and keeping her legs parted as she ate, wanting to finish first and at the same time wanting her father to have a good view. Not being able to see her father, she didn't know that he was taking his time so that he could enjoy the view as long as possible, but she was pleased when she did finish and discovered that he was still eating. She knelt up and rolled up the paper, deliberately thrusting her butt back toward him, causing him to push the plate down firmly against his cock as he tried unsuccessfully to find some means of controlling his erection. Jo turned around as her father finally finished. "I'll take that for you," she said and slid her hand under the plate to lift it, the back of her hand sliding along his leg, rubbing firmly against his cock. "Oops," she said, giggling a little. Dave nearly choked as her hand rubbed against his cock. He couldn't speak, just blushed. Jo didn't say anything though, just took the plate and went off to the kitchen. Dave gave his cock a good rub through his pants. Jo paused in the kitchen. This was the moment, she decided. She took a couple of steadying breaths and then returned to the living room. Her dad had stood up and his massive cock was clearly erect against his pants. Jo knelt down as if to be going to watch TV again, but did so where she cut off his exit from the room so he couldn't' just walk away. It put her head quite close to him and she could see him staring down at her. Jo reached up with her hand and grabbed his cock through his pants. Dave Jumped back in surprise, but the couch was behind him and he ended up sitting down with a thump. "Jo," he said, stunned. But before he could say more, she was kneeling in front of him and her hands had seized his cock again and started attacking his zip. "Jo! Stop!" Dave said, reality struggling with desire. "Don't worry Dad, I've already sucked you in the dark room," Jo said as she pulled his cock free. Dave just stared. It was true. She had indeed taken his cock in her mouth and sucked on her own Dad's boner. He hadn't really thought that he'd ever hear her say it so deliberately though. "The lipstick ..." he started to say. "Wasn't the first time," Jo said and slipped her mouth down over the top of his cock. Her tongue twirled around it and she stroked his shaft firmly with one hand as she lowered her head and then sucked back along it again. Dave moaned. He was mesmerized by the sight of his daughter's mouth as it closed over his cock and worked up and down over and over again. "You've licked my pussy too," Jo added, smiling at him as she paused briefly between sucks and licks. "But tonight I want you to fuck me." Dave sat bolt upright at the statement, his cock pulling back from his daughter's mouth. Regardless of how much he wanted it, hearing her say it shocked him. "Jo, I don't think ..." He started to say. "Don't think Dad," she said, surprising herself with just how aggressive she was in pursuing this desire now that she'd committed herself to going through with it. She wanted it now and wasn't going to be deterred. She held his cock in her hand still and moved further over his lap so that she could suck him again. "Just close your eyes, think of something else, pretend its Allison or something," Jo said, her tongue swirling all around the head of his cock, teasing and tickling it, her saliva transferring from tongue to cock as her hand slid up the shaft and briefly over the head. "Oh God Jo," Dave said, but he didn't close his eyes. Nor did he stop her. His heart was racing at a pace he wouldn't have thought possible and he thrust toward her mouth. He swallowed hard and resigned himself to the fact that he wanted nothing more in the world right now that to slide his cock into his daughter's pussy and that if she was going to let him, he was going to oblige her all the way. Once Jo realized that there was to be no further resistance, she took to sucking him more fully, taking as much as she could of his massive boner into her mouth whilst her hand moved on his shaft, pumping him. She marveled at the fact that with her mouth completely full there was still plenty of him to stroke. She knew from her discussions with her friends that this wasn't what she could expect from other men and one of the reasons they still continued to pursue him. Her free hand rubbed her athletic shorts against her pussy, feeling her moisture seeping into the material. She could smell herself, her aroma strong with desire and decided that she couldn't wait any longer. Standing up in front of her father, she grabbed her t-shirt and pulled it over her head, before quickly sliding her shorts off, revealing the absence of underwear. Dave stared at his daughter's perfect form, her pert breasts neither too large nor small, her nipples tight and hard, an idyllic cap to the wonder that he beheld. Her stomach was taut, the ribs beneath her chest just barely noticeable. Her hips flared gently and her pussy was trimmed nicely. He wanted desperately to run his hands up her smooth, thin legs, to feel the heat that would be generated between her flawless thighs. The Dark Room With the turn of the handle and a gentle push the door creaked as it opened. The room was dark with a little light coming in through the window on the opposite side. I could see him sitting in the corner as I slowly crept across the room. His face was truly masculine, with well carved features; his chest was bare, almost free of hair and very muscular. He sat with his bare legs slightly spread and his penis was stiff and erect, standing at attention for my eager gaze. Without hesitation I dropped to my knees, the fingers of my left hand encircling his thick cock while my other hand cradled his balls. I licked a small drop of cum escaping from tip of his cock before parting my lips and allowing his hard cock to slide deep inside my mouth. I gently massaged his cock with my lips, tickling the tip with my tongue as it almost slipped out of my mouth, then driving it back into my mouth. With a slight alignment of my head and the relaxation of my throat muscles I was able to take his entire shaft, his well trimmed pubic hairs tickling my nose while the head of his cock filled my throat. He moaned with pleasure each time that I deep throat him. I removed my hand from his balls and began undoing the buttons of my blouse, it slid off of my shoulders exposing my naked breasts. I almost never wear a brassiere my tits are small and firm. I reached down and removed my shoes and socks and undid my jeans. It was a little difficult to get them off while still sucking his cock but I managed, my little white thong came off much easier. My striptease was more than he could take and I felt his cock begin to twitch in my mouth. I immediately plunged it deep into my throat and felt it deposit a generous load of cum deep in my throat. I quickly swallowed his load and licked the remnants off the end of his cock. When I was finished he stood me up and led me into the bedroom. The bedroom was also dark his hands were exploring every inch of my naked body as we walked. He led me to the bed I fell back onto my back. He climbed on top of my with his cock directly in front of my mouth, I assumed that he wanted another blow job so I placed hid cock into my mouth but he was actually just pinning me down while he tied my wrists to the bed posts. I was bound there unable to resist his advancement, not that I wanted to. He began tasting me first my neck then my breasts, abdomen and eventually arriving at my pussy. I was soaking wet as his tongue slid along the lips of my cunt slightly spreading them and inserting his tongue inside. He moved forward slightly arriving at my eager clitoris already swollen in anticipation of his touch. He flicked it a few times and nibbled on it occasionally tugging on it slightly with his teeth. I could feel the passion building inside of me. I guess he could too because to my disappointment he soon stopped and climbed on top of me. His cock quickly replaced his tongue rubbing my cunt lips and clitoris. I was so well lubricated by this time that his cock easily slid into me in one easy push. I moaned with pleasure as his cock filled me and he began to fuck me. Once again I could feel my orgasm beginning to build deep inside of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist as I began to hump his cock it felt so good inside of my cunt. He pounded harder and harder as I approached my moment of organic bliss. I erupted into a fountain of pleasure, it must have been good for him too because I felt him cum in me at the same time. I was so involved in my pleasure that I had not even heard anyone entering the room and the first time that I knew that we were not alone was when I felt his mouth on my right breast. With the first man still on top of me and my wrists still tied there was no way to escape his touch. He began exploring my body as his friend climbed off of me. This is when I realized that he was already naked. He was not as handsome as the first man, shorter, not as trim or muscular but my god, he had a huge cock. I reached down for it and my fingers could not wrap all the way around his massive shaft it was longer than any cock that I had ever had too, I have fucked some big black cocks in the past but this guy had them all beat. My cunt was soaking wet with the first man's cum still leaking out of me as he began to guide his pole into me, as wet as I was it was still a very tight fit. He took his time and gently forced it in a little at a time until the entire length of his massive cock was inside of me, I had never been filled so much before. He began working hid cock in and out of me, taking away my breath every time he plunged it back deep inside of me. He began exploring my naked body and reached up and untied my wrists. I wrapped my arms and legs around him hugging him tightly as we fucked. Before long we were both on the edge of an orgasm. I was first there was no way that I could hold back the passion as I was being prodded deeper than any man had ever been inside of me. He followed shortly afterwards, blowing his load so deep into me that I thought that I would be able to taste it. He slumped on top of me when finished and just laid there still inside of me as I felt his mighty cock begin to shrink. When finished he slid off of me dressed and joined his friend in the other room. I laid there gathering the strength to get up for a few minutes then got up and went to the washroom. After a pee I took a much needed shower t o remove the sweat from my body. Wrapping a towel around me I entered the bedroom, my clothes were not in sight. Then I remembered that I had removed them in the other room. When I entered that room the two men were sitting there, I mentioned that I was looking for my clothes they told me that I wouldn't need them for quite some time. That comment made me panic a little but I didn't want them to see my fear, that would give them all of the power but I realized that they already had all the power to do whatever they wanted to me. They motioned for me to sit between them on the couch and I did. I learned that the first man was Mike and big dick was Dan. We sat there for a while with both men groping my body soon the towel was on the floor. My pussy was once again getting quite wet from their touching. Mike commented on how good I smelt after my shower and Dan responded with yes good enough to fuck. Dan told me to get on the towel on my hands and knees. He knelt behind me and began to reinsert his big dick into my cunt. He began to fuck my doggy style with one arm around my waist and the other hand on my tit. He drove deep inside of me totally filling me with his manhood as Mike sat and watched. This fuck was more just a case of wanting to get off in me he made no attempt to bring me off with him. I soon felt him blowing his load deep inside of me again. Mike was standing and rubbing some gel on his cock he took place behind me when Dan was finished but instead of fucking my cunt he rammed his lubricated cock into my ass. I lunged forward trying to resist his entry but was unable to escape his invasion. His cock slid deep into me causing me to moan quite loudly from the pain. The more he fucked my ass the better it started to feel he was massaging my clitoris while fucking me and before long I felt myself beginning to spasm and erupt into an overwhelming orgasm. With his friends encouragement Mike continued to fuck my ass harder and harder until I felt him blow his load deep within my ass. Mike went into the washroom to clean up leaving me curled up on the towel on the floor. Dan commented that I really was a hot and horny little slut and that they were going to really enjoy her for the next few days this is when I realized that adventure was far from being over. The Dark Room Megan found herself standing alone in a long bright white hallway without any doors. As she looked back and forth she couldn't see anything other than white walls, ceiling, and floors. Turning left, then right searching for any thing that could lead her out of there she became slightly panicked. Megan looked down to the floor and notice she was wearing plain black silk pajamas. Her top buttoned down with six black shinny balls, her pants flowed down to her feet with just her toes sticking out in front. When she looked up a white wall was now ten feet away closing off the hallway in front of her. Turning around to check the other direction she saw a black door about fifty feet down the hallway on her left. Slowly she approached the door with hesitant steps until she stood directly in front. Megan paused for a moment unsure what was happening but she had an uncontrollable urge to open the door. Reaching out, her hand gently wrapped around the knob and turn. The door clicked and then cracked open. Megan put her other hand on the door and pushed; it was heavy and took some effort to open enough for her to see in. The room was pitch black and she could feel a cool rush of air escape as she stood in the doorway. She didn't know why but she had to go in. Stepping in she walked about five feet when the door closed behind her slow and quietly drowning out any light that may have entered in from the hall. Frozen like a scared little girl Megan closed her eyes in an attempt to remove herself from the situation like she was trying to forget a bad dream. When she opened her eyes again a faint light shown down on a large wooden straight back armchair in the middle of the room; Megan couldn't explain why but she had a desire to move to the chair and sit down. Once in the chair she sat with her legs closed and her hands clasped tightly in her lap. A dim glow appeared on the dark wall in front of her as her breathing became quicker. It was a TV screen warming up and was full of static and snow. The size of the screen was rather large just like the massive plasma TVs in the electronic stores. The picture finally came up on the screen showing a large white room similar to the hallway outside. The picture was in black and white like the security video one would see at the convenience stores. The quality of the picture was crystal clear; she could detect every minor detail of the room. On the far left of the screen two people enter the room side-by-side dressed in dark hooded robes that resembled Druid monks. The taller of the two held a hand out in front as the other one held on to it with both hands as if they were being lead by the taller one. When they reached the center of the room the taller one reached up with both hands and pulled back the hood of the shorter one. As the figures face became visible Megan was able to recognize the person being lead into the room. It was she. Megan gasped at the site of herself on the screen. What could this be, she had never been in a room like that before and she surely had never been dressed in that fashion as far as she recollected. Standing still the image of herself on the screen allowed the other individual to untie the rope that closed the robe and remove it from her body. She was completely nude from head to toe accept for black straps around each wrist, each ankle, and a black strap around her neck. The image was so clear that Megan could see a shiny metal ring attached to the center of the collar, and shiny metal clasps on each of the cuffs around her wrist and ankles. Megan looked closely at the face of the woman in the picture and observed that she had a calm look about her. She looked as if she had an anxious anticipation about her, that is what the smile on her face depicted. Megan noticed that her likeness had her long blonde hair slicked back fashioned in a French braid. Without thinking she raised her hand up to her head and found her hair also was shaped in the same manner. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Could this be her or was this a really back joke. At that moment the tall individual spoke to the woman calling her by the name of Lacy. Lacy, that was Megan's pet name when she felt naughty and adventures. His voice was very familiar and comforting. He asked her, "Lacy are you comfortable with what is going on?" It was her husband's voice she would know it anywhere. Lacy responded that she was indeed comfortable and eagerly awaited the events of the evening. At that point the male removed his hood and there he was, it was her husband standing there I front of herself with a calm reassuring look on his face. Suddenly below the screen a panel light up with a dim blue lighting. On the panel was a black blindfold like a sleeping mask used by so many people. Just as fast as the panel light up it dimmed again. Megan returned her attention to the screen were she witnessed her husband place the mask over the yes of Lacy taking away her ability to see what was going on. Once he was satisfied that she couldn't see he reached out and took her right arm and stretched it up to the side clipping it to a white rope that hung down from the ceiling. Repeating the process with the left arm her made sure her arms were securely restrained in a V over her head. As each arm was stretched out away from Lacy's body Megan's arms moved uncontrollably out onto the chair arm corresponding with the arm moved in the picture. Next her husband moved Lacy's Right legs out away from her body and attached the cuff on her ankle to a white post that stuck up from the floor. Repeating the same thing with her left leg he checked the restraint of her legs to make sure she couldn't move as she stood there spread eagle in the middle of the room. Just as before with her arms Megan's legs moved apart without thought to the legs of the chair. Megan looked down at herself sitting I the chair with her arms propped up on the arms of the chair and her legs spread apart as she sat there wondering what was happening. The panel below the TV came to life again this time there were two items on top of it. On the left side was a square patch of black fur and on the right a black peacock feather lay there. As Megan sat there staring at the items see realized that on the screen Lacy and her husband remained still. Watching herself on the screen Megan was able to see Lacy's chest rise and fall with each breath. Her body showed no signs of apprehension and the smile on her face revealed her pleasure to be in the situation she was in. After a few seconds of watching the image of herself standing there restrained and unable to escape, Megan's left hand flinched and squeezed the arm of the chair. Suddenly the blue light of the panel dimmed and on the screen her husband held a stick about three feet long with a square pad of black fur on the end of it. Raising it up he lightly stroked Lacy's cheek as her head tilted towards the black furry pad. Megan thought she could feel the texture of the fury pad graze her cheek, she wasn't sure but it felt real. Megan refocused her attention to what was happening on the screen. As she watched her husband rub the pad over Lacy's shoulders and arms she just knew she could feel the sensation of the fur on her skin. As he moved the pad over Lacy's stomach Megan glanced down at her own stomach to find the silk pajama top she had on was gone leaving only a black bra covering her breast. Megan watched her chest rise and fall in unison with Lacy as the stimulation of the furry pad caressed her body. On the screen her husband started passing the pad over Lacy's ass and thighs working his way down her legs to her ankles and feet. Megan shifted slightly in the chair as the sensation of the fur seamed so real. Looking down again Megan noticed the silk pants she had on had disappeared. All she had on from the waist down was a black thong. She could feel the coolness of the chair on the back of her legs and ass. After Lacy's body had been completely covered by the black furry pad her husband set the stick down out of view. Megan's breathing had become deeper and faster with the excitement of seeing her likeness on the screen naked and helpless. The panel came alive as the action on the screen stopped leaving both individuals standing there as if they were waiting for instruction on what to do next. On the lighted panel was a leather flog on the left and a ridding crop on the right. Megan glanced down at the items then back at the screen several times. She could see every detail of Lacy's body clearly as she stood there. The perkiness of her breast, the firmness of her nipples, the smoothness of her stomach, the clean hairless shape of her mound, and the tender delicate lips of her pussy dangling down from her womanhood. She was so beautiful and desirable standing there. Megan was becoming aroused by the appearance of her own body. She could feel her own nipples tighten and strain against the bra she was wearing. Megan looked down at the panel once more and thought about what each item could be used for. Just as before she unexpectedly squeezed an arm of the chair, this time it was the right side. As the ridding crop appeared on the screen in the hand of her husband Megan realized that she could select which item would by used on Lacy by squeezing the arm of the chair. Megan jumped slightly as her husband whipped the crop through the air making it whistle. Taking the crop he traced the outline of Lacy's right breast then the left. Megan felt a cold rush come over her chest as the crop traced Lacy's breast. Looking down see saw her bra was gone leaving her breast exposed to the cool air of the room. As she looked back at the screen she watched him tap the small triangle leather tip of the crop on Lacy's right nipple. The tapping caused Lacy's nipple to harden even more than it was. Megan looked down at her own nipple and could see it tighten up as well. She swore she could feel the repetitive tapping on her nipple but there was no one else there in the room with her. As her own pleasure increased with the visual and unseen sensations on her nipple Megan accidentally squeezed the right arm of the chair. The harder she squeezed the harder the tapping became on the screen. She could now hear the leather patch of the crop strike Lacy's breast and nipple. The feeling on her own breast became stronger and more intense. Suddenly the sting of the crop became more noticeable and slightly painful as she looked up to see her husband snapping the crop firmly on Lacy's breast. A squeak escaped from Lacy as she bit down on her lip to muffle her screams. Megan quickly squeezed the left arm of the chair causing the impact of the crop to lessen until it was more comfortable and enjoyable. Her husband ceased the action on Lacy's right breast and moved over to her left breast and nipple. Again Megan could feel the firm tapping on her nipple as she watched Lacy coo with pleasure from the attention. Megan looked down again to see her left nipple harden with excitement, both her nipples now felt warm and engorged as the tapping of the crop continued on the screen. Megan moaned with pleasure as she watched Lacy being pleasured on the screen. Lacy's excitement had become Megan's pleasure also without being in the situation Lacy was in. Just before Megan reached her critical point from the sensations on her nipples her husband stopped tapping Lacy's breast and nipples. He slowly slid the tip of the crop down her chest and stomach until he reached her smooth bald mound. Tracing the outline of her pussy he slid the shaft of the crop up and down the length of her wet slit. Megan wiggled her ass in the chair as she felt the tingling down below on her pussy. Looking down once again she realized the black thong she had on had vanished. She was sitting there naked with her legs parted wide in the chair. She could see her lips protruding out glistening from the moisture that was building up from the uncontrollable desire that had taken over her body. Mesmerized by her situation Megan stared at her womanhood as she started to feel a pulsating sensation on her pussy. Looking up at the screen she saw Lacy's pussy up close being tapped lightly by the crop. Each impact shot a jolt through her clit as Lacy's pussy was being sexually punished by the crop. Megan could see Lacy's lips swell from the contact of the crop. With each blow of the leather patch on Lacy's pussy Megan noticed a small amount of liquid flipping off of her supple lips as both woman's excitement skyrocketed. The moisture seeping out of Megan pussy was becoming more and more evident as she watched Lacy give in to the pleasure of being controlled and sexually tortured. Megan squeezed the right arm of the chair increasing the force applied by the crop on Lacy's inflamed clit. The escalating energy generated between Megan's thighs made her start to thrust her pelvis foreword as if it were her pussy being tenderly spanked by the crop. At the moment Megan started the move her hips Lacy also began rocking her hips foreword moaning aloud with pleasure. Megan realized at that instant the Lacy wasn't being controlled by her husband but by her. She had the power to manipulate each and every action and reaction of the woman on the TV. As Megan's mind came back to the awareness of the room and action on the screen she felt the familiar signs of an orgasm building inside her. On screen Lacy was now tossing her head to and fro, pushing her pelvis out further than before, moaning louder as an impending orgasm was approaching. Just before Lacy and Megan could reach the magic moment of sexual release the onslaught of the crop ended; her husband again placed the implement of pleasurable torture away out of view. Megan sat there for a minute watching Lacy on the screen as both women were gradually coming down from the cascading sensations that previously riddled their body. Megan's muscles twitched slightly as her body recovered from the invisible pleasure that was affecting her. Lacy on the other hand trembled with uncontrollable pleasure, her breathing was rapped, her knees buckled slightly, and her hips keep moving forward begging for more. As expected the panel started glowing once again. Only one object appeared on the panel and just as fast as it came to life the light of the panel started to dim and fade away. On screen Megan was able to get a better look at what was on the panel. It was a black belt of some sort with four metal rings evenly spaced. Her husband fitted the belt around Lacy's waist making sure it was snug but not too tight. Aligning the belt around Lacy's waist her husband made sure that one ring faced foreword, one behind her, and one on each side. With the belt positioned properly Megan's husband asked Lacy if she was OK and if she still felt safe and was enjoying herself. Lacy responded with a raspy voice of desire and heightened pleasure that she was absolutely enjoying herself and she never felt safer. With that said he reached up and unhooked Lacy's left arm from the rope hanging from the ceiling. Lowering her arm down to her side he quickly latched to cuff on her wrist to the ring attached to the belt leaving her elbow slightly bent and her hand resting on her hip. With her right arm restrained in the same fashion Lacy was now standing there with hands on hips spread legged awaiting the next wonderful sensation that would excite her naughty desires. Megan was unable to take her eyes off of Lacy standing there naked and confident of her sexual needs and wants. It was minutes before she realized the panel was glowing again. Megan finally looked down at the items on display. On the left was a wooden paddle shaped like a Ping-Pong paddle and to the right was a rectangle paddle made of stiff black leather. Megan studied the paddles for a moment before she squeezed the right arm of the chair sending the leather paddle into the picture on the screen. Searching intently for the paddle on screen Megan watched as her husband moved a table covered with black leather padding in front of Lacy. The table was pushed to within six inches of Lacy's waist. As Megan watched him move around the table she saw the paddle hanging from his wrist dangling out of the sleeve of his robe. He walked up to the side of Lacy and spoke in her ear informing her of what she was to do next. Megan listened to the words as they sent shivers down her spine, "Now it is time for your spanking." Lacy gasped with a wicked sense of glee as she heard the command. Slowly she started to bend over at the waist as she was unsure how far down she would have to go. Once she lay flat on the table with her face turned towards the camera she said, "I am ready for my spanking sir." Megan was shocked at Lacy's reply to her husband. It was so wicked and mischievous, more than what Megan could have expected. She thought Lacy was being too impish in her comments and thought she needed to be taught a lesson. Megan's husband rolled up the sleeves of his robe to free his hands up for the upcoming events. Positioning himself beside Lacy he firmly rubbed his hand over her ass cheeks letting her know that the leather paddle was soon to come. The first strike to Lacy's cheeks was light, just enough to make a popping sound but far from painful. The leather paddle was designed more for shock than pain. Megan remembering Lacy's reply to the commands given her earlier squeezed the right arm of the chair increasing the intensity of the next swing of the paddle. Lacy jumped slightly as the next swat came down on her ass. This time it had a little sting to it. Alternating each cheek Megan's husband turned Lacy's ass red in no time. With her ass glowing from the paddling he took his free hand and gently rubbed it over each cheek sending an electric charge through Megan's bum. She didn't feel the stinging from the paddling during the swats but she sure as hell felt the tingle from his hand on Lacy's cheeks. Returning to his task Megan's husband again turned his attention to paddling Lacy. Now with each snap of the leather on Lacy he alternated a pass of his palm over the stinging flesh contrasting the sensory response in both Lacy and Megan. Megan's ass was starting to feel warm as she continued to be engrossed in the actions on the screen in front of her. As she heated up she turned down the volume of the swats on Lacy's backside by squeezing the left arm of the chair. The result of this was a slap of the paddle, which caused no pain but maintained the warmth and coloration of Lacy's butt. Lacy's tormentor changed his tactics slightly with the decrease in velocity of his swing. Now with each pass of his bare hand, he slid his fingers down between her cheeks tickling her tight pucker hole and traced the length of her pussy lips. As each swat and pass of his hand continues Lacy becomes increasingly wetter. Megan found herself squirming in the chair as her ass cheeks tingled from the paddling and the dampness of her pussy returned to its former state. Megan swears she can feel his fingers slip over her ass hole barely touching it tickling her. The sensation caused her little hole to pucker each and every time she watched his hand slid down between Lacy's thighs. That wasn't the only issue Megan was facing at this time. The ghostly manipulation of her pussy was now becoming more evident as she watched him slip his fingertip into Lacy on the last pass. Megan looked down at herself and found her juices spread all over her tender lips and clit. There was no way she could explain how that happened but she didn't care right know. The intrusion of Lacy's pussy on screen was causing her to lift her head off the table and moan aloud between the responding pop on the ass. Megan too started to moan but not as loudly with each dip of his finger. Megan watched intently as the next pass of his hand dipped a finger inside Lacy up to the second knuckle. Megan froze as she saw his finger disappear, her pussy just told her that something just penetrated her and it felt good. Megan felt ever bit of his finger slid inside her but he wasn't there, he was on screen. The Dark Room After the next pop on Lacy's ass and Megan's backside warmed up, she squeezed the right arm of the chair just before he started to slide his hand down between Lacy's cheeks. Megan was pleased with the result of her minor adjustment when she saw him push two fingers into Lacy's dripping pussy as deep as he could. Megan herself felt like she just became impaled on his fingers pressing deep into her body. It amazed her how she could actually feel her lips part as his fingers dip into Lacy. She marveled at the tightness she felt deep inside her as if he was actually there pumping his digits into her aching pussy. The repetitive action of leather spanking Lacy's ass and the finger fucking continued for a few minutes as Megan enjoyed the feeling of her backside heating up and her saturated hole experiencing the thrust of his hand. Megan timed her next squeeze just as before causing her husband to continually pump his fingers into Lacy without a break. The rhythm of his fingers slipping in came at the same time as the paddle smacked her burning flesh. The stimulation was more than both women could handle. Lacy started to cry out with pleasure as an orgasm hit her body making her legs tremble. Megan cried out also as her own orgasm hit lifting her ass up off of the chair seat pushing her sex towards the screen. Once Lacy's orgasm subsided the paddling ended. Megan's husband again walked over to the edge of the screen and placed the leather paddle out of site. Megan sat there for a while as she came down from her orgasmic experience. Her breathing was irregular at first but slowly started to return to normal. Lacy on the other hand was still wiggling her ass up in the air like she was trying to cool off her cheeks from the heat of the paddling. Megan sat back down squarely in the chair and realized her cheeks were tender also. The cool wood of the chair felt good on her bare skin. Watching Lacy squirm Megan saw the panel glow again. She looked closely at the two items on the flat surface. They both appeared to be the same thing but one was larger than the other. Both items were shiny black and shaped like small lava lamps with a flat base. Megan knew exactly what they were after a few seconds of inspection. They were butt plugs, and she knew that she would have to pick one for the action to continue on screen. Carefully she squeezed the arm on the side of the smallest plug. As soon as the selection was made her husband began moving around behind Lacy. Leaning over her pressing himself against her ass as he neared her ear he said, "Now it is time to fill you up before we go forward." Standing back up behind her he reached into a pocket of his robe and pulled out a small vile containing a clear liquid. He pulled the cork out and began slowly dripping the liquid on her cheeks. Megan could feel cool points on her own ass as the liquid came in contact with Lacy's skin. He rubbed in the liquid all over Lacy's cheeks leaving them shiny and slippery. Megan sensed a cooling of her own ass as he rubbed in the magical liquid. The pressure of his hands moved across her cheeks bringing relief to her hot tender flesh. Just as she thought it was over he poured a good amount of the liquid down Lacy's crack allowing it to run down the length of her crack then over her tight pucker hole until it dripped off of her pussy. Megan had a sensation that something was running down her butt crack and she could feel the liquid dripping off of her pussy lips as if she was bent over like Lacy. With no time to think about what was happening Megan noticed a sensation around her pucker like something was drawing small circles. Looking at the screen she saw him tracing Lacy's ass hole with the tip of the small butt plug. It tickled both women as he made casual grazes over Lacy's hole. Slowly he centered the plug over her tight hole and started to apply pressure. Megan watched him introduce the black plug into Lacy's backside as she felt her own pressure at her back door. The more he slipped the plug into Lacy the more Megan felt her backside fill up, the sensation of her ass hole spreading open was intense. It was if the plug was actually going into her. With the plug firmly inside Lacy's ass Megan wiggled her own derriere attempting to get comfortable with the fullness she felt down below. Looking up at the screen Megan witnessed her husband squat down behind Lacy and moved his face close to her crotch. The camera angle changed from directly over her ass to underneath her looking up between her legs. The screen was filled up with Lacy's pussy and his mouth. He slowly licked her clit circling his tongue around the swollen bud at the top of her pussy. Megan could feel the warmth of his breath on her pussy as her clit came to life with the sensation of a warm wet tongue licking it. Megan couldn't keep from gyrating it the chair. Her body was betraying her with pleasurable sensations. She felt the gentle tug of her lips as he nibbled on them on screen. Using his mouth he pulled and sucked on each lip before inserting his tongue into Lacy's slit drinking in her juices. Megan could feel her juices flowing out of her as if he was sucking on her pussy. Looking down she saw no one there but the pool of moisture gathering on the chair told her the sensation was real. Before she could reach another orgasm the oral manipulation of Lacy's pussy stopped leaving both women groaning with disappointment. The panel revved back to life but this time there were three things on it. On the left was a black phallic cylinder eight inches long and as thick as a soda can; to the right was another black phallic cylinder six inches long and just smaller in circumference than her husband's hard cock. Between the two artificial dicks was a black leather strap about two inches wide with clasps on each end and a metal snap centered equal distances from both ends. Megan made sure she squeezed the arm of the smaller phallic cylinder, not wanting to experience the possible pain of the larger one. On screen her husband asked Lacy to stand. Assisting her up off the table he made sure she was stead on her shaky legs before her removed the black leather padded table. Returning to Lacy he squatted down in front of her and snapped the rod onto the leather strap. Looking up to her he asked if she still felt safe and wanted to continue. She nodded with a big smile and said, "Uh Ha!" With her approval he began rubbing the phallic cylinder up and down her inner thighs. Megan could feel the cold hardness of the item on her legs but didn't understand what was about to happen. Placing the tip of the rod at the opening of Lacy's slit he slowly twisted and pushed the rod deep into her soaking wet pussy. Megan threw her head back as she felt her womanhood penetrated by a thick hard phallic rod. The combination of the tightness in the ass and the thickness of the rod stretched her slightly more than she was used to. She had never felt this full before and was unable to catch her breath. Looking at the screen she could see the pleasure on Lacy's face was the same as she was experiencing. It was amazing how tight she felt stretched around both items impaling her. As both women basked in the pleasure of being full Megan's husband reached up and clasp the strap to the belt around Lacy's waist in front, then in back securing the items so they couldn't slip out during the next phase of sexual filling. Standing up in front of Lacy, Megan's husband looked at her predicament. There she stood anchored to the floor with her legs spread apart. Hands cuffed to her side at the waist, blindfolded, and now impaled on two hard cock like toys reeling from pleasure. Lacy's breathing was rapid and her body showed sighs of the previous activities of the evening. Her legs quivered as she stood up right with trails of her cum ran down them, her bottom was a bright shade of red from the paddling; her areolas were puffy as her nipples throbbed from the crops torment. Sweat glistened on her chest giving her a sultry glow as she waited the next erotic turn in the sexual pleasure she was treated to. With a small hint of joy in his voice he asked Lacy if she was now ready to be completely full. Both Lacy and Megan answered with a head nod and yes. Megan paused for a second asking herself what the hell she was saying. Had she just asked for more from an image on a screen? Had the ghostly sensations seduced her into a sexual frenzy? Then she thought, "Oh hell, who cares it feel too damn good to stop!" Megan's husband stepped back a few feet and dropped his robe revealing the fact that he was totally nude. His cock was standing up stiff and hard, bouncing with each step as he neared Lacy. Leaning in closer to her he asked if she would like to orally please him to fulfill her need to be stuffed in every hole. Megan's mouth involuntarily opened with anticipation as Lacy replied, "Please let me suck that cock baby, I want to suck it all hot and naughty for you." Reaching down he unclasped her left wrist and brought it up to her face. Clipping it to the ring on the neck chocker, he repeated the same with the right wrist. Now that her hands were positioned just below her mouth he placed his hand on top of her head and pushed her down into a squat. In this position the strap between her legs tightened up pressing the plug and rod firmly up into her. The strap also added more pressure against her swollen clit sending a rush of excitement through both women's body. Megan groaned with the new sensation between her legs as she watched the camera close in on the head of her husband's cock. As Lacy's face drew closer to his member Megan smelled the faint sent of his musk. Her mouth opened unconsciously as Lacy allowed his cock to slide past her lips. Megan felt the velvet touch of the smooth skin of his cock graze across her lips. She could feel the weight of his cock on her tongue as she watched Lacy take more of his tool into her mouth. Megan mouth started to water as Lacy started bobbing up and down the length of his shaft. Megan could see the shiny gleam of Lacy's saliva on his rock hard cock. After a few strokes Megan started to clinch her fingers on the arm of the chair. On screen Lacy started to fondle his balls with her hands. Racking her nails along the underside of his heavy balls, Megan saw them draw up tight responding to the manipulation. The overwhelming feeling of fullness mesmerized Megan. Her pussy was stuffed, her ass felt tight, and her mouth felt like it was wrapped around a thick cock giving her a unique experience. This was new to her and she kind of liked it. As Lacy continued to bounce up and down taking his cock in her mouth the strap between her legs pushed and pulled at the toys buried inside her. The pressing against her clit shot jolts of pleasure through her body causing her to moan. Megan could feel everything that was happening on screen. Her body was floating on a wave of erotic pleasure leaving her unable to think clearly. Her clit throbbed from the pulsating pressure on her love button. Her cheeks puffed out as if her mouth was being fucked, and her tight backdoor puckered rhythmically as if it was squeezing the plug tucked inside her ass. As the sensation took over, she grabbed the right arm of the chair without thought and squeezed it hard. The corresponding reaction on screen was Lacy thrusting down on his cock burying it deep into her throat. Her lips were press up against the flat surface at the base of his rod. Megan could feel the muscles in her throat milking his cock trying to drain it of all it seed. Lacy held it for a few second before she gagged. Megan felt the gag reflex rush through her throat forcing her to release the arm of the chair. At that point Lacy released the deep throat drawing his cock out of her mouth. Saliva ran out of her mouth running down her chin dripping onto her hands. Lacy responded by rubbing the liquid onto his balls before she started flicking her tongue over the tip of his swollen head. Megan too started flicking her tongue out as if she was licking a lollypop. She could feel the soft tip of his dick on the end of her tongue. She was unsure what was happening but it astounded her. Slowly drawing away from Lacy's oral skills Megan's husband asked her if she enjoyed being filled in every hole. Megan answered the question before Lacy could with a raspy throaty yes. As both women confirmed their pleasure Lacy asked him to please finish her off. "Baby I need it bad, I need to cum soon or I'm going to explode. Megan nodded her head in agreement. The stimulation overload was taking its toll on both of the women. Standing Lacy up Megan's husband walked around her caressing her body all over. The touch of his hand felt like fire on Megan's wanton flesh, she couldn't keep from moaning out load as the tingle rushed through her body. On screen her husband disappeared for a few minutes leaving Lacy alone standing in the middle of the room. The pounding in Megan's crotch was driving her crazy. The rod in Lacy's pussy along with the plug in her ass was causing their pussy and ass hole to contract squeezing them tightly resulting in a buildup of orgasmic tension that was ready to erupt at any moment. The screen widened and to Megan surprise just to the left of Lacy hung a black leather nest of straps. Her husband walked back over to Lacy and knelt down releasing her ankles for the first time from their moorings. Steadying Lacy as she regained her use of her legs he slowly walked her over to the leather nest hanging from the ceiling. Releasing her hands from the clasp on her chocker he lifted each arm up and secured them to metal rings anchored high up on the straps. As Megan watched she realized her arms were rising up over her head and grabbing the post at the top of the high back chair. Walking behind her he spread out the straps adjusting them slightly before he returned around in front of her. From this vantage point he reached around behind her and unfastened the back of the strap running between her legs. In turn he did the same to the front of the strap allowing it to dangle down brushing her inner thighs. Reaching down he grasped Lacy by the hips and lifted her up in the air. Megan could feel the strong firm grip of his hand of her sides. Pushing Lacy back into the straps Megan felt a sense of weightlessness come over her. She could see Lacy suspended in air as she sat back into the straps. Tilting Lacy back allowing her body weight to be supported by the straps he quickly took one of her legs and bent it at the knee; grabbing a free hanging strap he latched her leg to it preventing her from lowering it down. As he moved the leg into position Megan's left leg drew up and planted her foot on the edge of the chair. Doing the same with Lacy's other leg Megan found herself propped up on the chair with both feet resting on the edge and both hands up above her head grabbing the post at the top. The new position resulted in a slow slipping feeling between Megan's legs. It felt like a hard cock was sliding out of her wet hot pussy. Looking at Lacy swinging in the air she noticed the phallic cylinder slowly start to slide out of her. The weight of the rod pulled it out of her stretched pussy until it fell to the floor. As she watched it come completely out she could see Lacy's little love tunnel gapping open. Her juices that had been building up inside her over the last couple of minutes rushed out dripping off of her lips and over the base of the plug in her ass landing on the floor in a pool. Megan could feel the flow of moisture between her legs and looked down to find a puddle of liquid on the seat of the chair. Her pussy had just leaked out all over her and ran down her crack leaving a soaking wet mess down below. She had never seen so much juice come out of her before and felt so naughty about how turned on she had become from this visual arousal. Returning her attention to the screen she heard Lacy ask if she was going to get to cum soon. Megan's husband replied that she was about to get the fuck of her life. Lining up his rigid cock with the opening of her pussy he pressed into her with a smooth stroke. His cock was slightly thicker than the rod that had been in place just moments before. Megan could feel her delicate lips part and wrap around the hot flesh of his member as she watched him slide in. With the plug still in Lacy's ass the girth of his cock again stretch her pussy slightly more than before. The sensation of being split apart was more than they could handle. Both Lacy and Megan threw their head back groaning with pleasure as his cock submerged into their inner sanctum. Because of the angle of the swing and the space occupied by the plug his cock rode up against the roof of Lacy's pussy along the soft spongy area known as the G spot. Megan gasped trying to catch her breath. It was no use; the constant pumping of his cock into Lacy was pressing all the right buttons inside the women. Megan started to roll her head from side to side moaning out as the wave of pleasure slammed into her sweet spot. The rhythm of the fucking began to speed up pushing both women to a volcanic explosion that neither could have expected. Thrust after thrust, pound after pound, he hammered into her with a purpose. The slapping of their flesh against each other echoed through the room. Megan couldn't handle anymore and screamed out, "Ohhhhhh godddddd!" On screen Lacy let loose a torrent of curse words that would make a sailor blush, "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck meeeeeeeeeeee you bastard. Fuck me hard. Make my pussy explode all over your hard throbbing cock. Make me cum like I have never cum before. My pussy is about to explode. I need to explode now!" With that her orgasm hit with violent proportions. Her body twisted and torqued, her jaw clinched, and her hands balled up into fists. Her legs kicked in open air as her toes curled up and her stomach convulsed with gut wrenching spasms. Suddenly her pussy erupted squirting hot clear liquid all over his stomach and thighs. Megan herself was going through the same fate thrashing about in the chair without control of her own body. The explosion on screen erupted out of her own pussy splashing off the seat of the chair covering the floor in front of her in a lake of orgasmic juices. Megan's husband keep pumping into Lacy with a fevered pace until his own orgasm hit. Pulling out he launched his seed in thick white ribbons of hot sticky cum all over Lacy. The first burst hit her dead center on her pussy. The second shot covered her stomach and breast. And the third and final load splashed up on her throat, chin and lips covering her in a creamy white layer like a glazed dessert. Megan sat there in a euphoric daze trying to recover from her climax. Her breathing was shallow and rapid. Her body twitched as her arms and legs fell free down to her side. Her mind twirled leaving her dizzy as she attempted to watch the screen. Her husband had gathered his composure and set about releasing Lacy from her restraints. Once she was down and steady he removed the cuffs from her wrist, ankles, and throat. Stepping back he watched Lacy rub in the hot cum covering her body with small circles until it was evenly spread from chin to crotch. Megan moved her hands all over her body as Lacy massaged the cream in, touching every part of her body as if she too were rubbing in the hot seed covering her body. Megan finally stopped rubbing herself and looked at the screen seeing the thin line of cum on Lacy's lips she stuck her tongue out slightly and licked her lips. Lacy did the same on screen. As Lacy's tongue reached the thin ribbon of white on her lips Megan could taste the familiar salty flavor of cum in her mouth. Smiling at the result of the events of the evening Megan started to giggle with glee. She thoroughly enjoyed herself and stared at the two people on the screen as if to thank them for the wonderful orgasmic pleasure she just received. The Dark Room Megan's husband reached up and removed the blindfold from Lacy's eyes. Grabbed her face with both hands and kissed her deep and long. Megan could feel his tongue dance around inside her mouth as he continued to kiss Lacy. Just as he broke the kiss the screen went black and the room became pitch dark. Megan sat there in the dark listening to her breaths floating on a cloud of wicked erotic pleasure. The next thing she knew she heard the buzz of her alarm clock going off. Opening her eyes she saw the glaring amber lights of the numbers reading 5:00 am. She was lying in bed, rolling over she saw her husband sound asleep next to her on his side. What the hell was this; could it have been a dream? It was so real, everything felt so real. Crawling out of bed she slipped off into the bathroom. As she walked in she noticed that her body felt strange. Her pussy was sore like she had been fucked hard the night before. Her ass felt odd, it was if something had stretched out her butt hole. It was difficult to walk but it also felt good, like she had been filled up completely. Closing the door behind her, she turned on the light. There in the mirror she saw her reflection, her hair was wavy as if it had been braided for a long time and recently let down. There was an odd taste in her mouth, licking her lips she could almost detect a faint salty taste on them. The gown she had on was bright white, she didn't own a gown like that, and where did it come from. Removing it she noticed her nipples and areolas were swollen, bright pink and extra sensitive to the touch. Turning she caught a glance of her ass; it was red like someone had been spanking her. Quickly she looked down at her crotch. The flesh around her pussy was a deep shade of red, similar to appearance when she has been fucked really hard for a long time. Her clit was slightly swollen and her delicate lips dangling out were inflamed and hot. Brushing them with her fingertips caused her to suck in a deep breath as the sensation shot through her body. They were extremely tender to the touch. Staring back into the mirror with a look of shock on her face Megan thought for an instant this can't be happening, it was a dream, or was it. The mind can play tricks on the body but this was more than a trick, it was a sexually erotic treat. The Dark Room This story is a liberal recollection of an erotic experience that my mind keeps wandering back to. Thanks for letting me share it with you... After we had arrived and circulated a bit at a local swingers' "happening", our hostess, Colleen, told us to grab a drink and bring it into the living room. After all 35 of us had settled down more or less in a circle, she had us introduce ourselves in a unique way. "Welcome, everyone. I see quite a few familiar faces, and a few new ones. By way of introduction, we're going to play a little game. We'll go around in the circle, and we'll first state our first names (or "handles", as you prefer). Then, state an erotic act that you have never done, but that you have an interest in. For example, I'm Colleen, and I've never eaten a woman out while I masturbated a guy. If any of you have done that, you take a swallow of your drink. If nobody takes a swallow, you have to state another erotic act. Curiously, there aren't many times that anyone has to describe an act more than once. Okay, let's start with you, Lisa." "Hi, I'm Lisa, and I assist Colleen, so a lot of you know me. Hmmm, what haven't I done... Okay, I've never ridden a guy's cock while his wife was giving me a rim job." Glancing to my left, I watched my wife take a sip of her drink, and saw that another woman was doing the same. "I'm Jeff, and I've never fucked another guy in the ass - not that I would really want to!" A couple of sips. "I'm Tom, and I have never fucked my boss on top of his desk in the middle of the day." Tom looked directly at his partner Joyce, who's face turned red as she exclaimed, "I can't believe you said that!". Amidst chuckes from the group, Joyce took a drink while reproaching Tom with a bemused smile. And so it went, until all had a chance to say their names and describe an erotic situation. Only two people had to state another "I've never...". As we broke up, my wife wandered away while I found myself sitting between two quiet ladies on a couch. Engaging them in coversation, I put my hand on the ample nyloned thigh of the heavy-set lady to my left while I exchanged small talk with the Mexican firecracker on my right. Soon, my lady on the left got up and wandered off. After concluding my conversation with Maria along with some smokey looks, I decided to wander about, too. I love the erotic atmosphere of a swingers' meeting, and especially liked the setup at Colleen's. In addition to the hot tub and group rooms, her house had a special "dark room". She showed it to us in our initial orientation with lights on. Basically, it was a spacious empty room with mattresses on a riser at one end and plush carpeting throughout. Colleen explained that the room would be completely dark after introductions, so that people who chose to enter could only get to know each other by touch or sounds. I don't know why this fascinated me so much, but I found myself drawn to the dark room. Nude except for a waist-wrap, I found myself heading for the dark room. Leaving my wrap on a hook before the entrance, I entered the dark room completely nude. It was so dark, I could see only the barest of outlines. Mostly, the room was hushed and sultry, and I heard low moans and body motion noises. The smell of sex was in the air. The hushed whispers and muted moans in the dark aroused me and made my pulse quicken with anticipation. As I stood silent a little away from the entrance, I sensed someone coming close from behind to my right. The person brushed lightly against me and stopped. I put out my hand, and felt a long cock protruding from a smooth, trim belly. When the person didn't move, I lightly stroked his cock a few times out of curiousity, then moved to let him pass. He lightly brushed my cock with his hand as he moved on into the room. After a minute of two, with my eyes adjusting and my ears focused, I moved more into the center of the room toward some activity I could hear. Seeing a bare outline, I touched a guy standing at ease facing the rear of the room. Hearing "wet" sounds, my hands proceeded to his front, where I felt a feminine head moving back and forth. I felt her sitting upright in front of him with her legs folded under her, moving her head back forth with his cock in her mouth. Not detecting any annoyance at my presence or touches, I felt her long hair, and moved my hand down to cup her large breast while she continued sucking Long Cock's dick. Kneeling beside her while she continued to move back and forth, my stiffening cock brushed against her side while I fondled her heavy breasts and gently tweaked her nipples. I ran my hand over her hip and thigh, then tried to put it between her thighs. It was a tight fit. She slowed as I leaned closer to her face and kissed her cheek while she still had his cock in her mouth. Kissing the corner of her mouth and the side of his cock at the same time was so hot! I couldn't resist running my other hand down her back to her bottom while I continued playing with her big boobs. When she raised up slightly to be me more access to her butt, I got inspired to go further. Moving around and laying down on my back behind her with my face close to her ample bottom, I gave her a gentle tug with my hands to see if she would raise up. To my delight, she raised her bottom higher off the carpet to allow me to scoot my face underneath her pussy and ass, letting me lick both her cunt and her asshole as she continued to suck Long Cock's dick. As I ate her out, I could feel her lift her arms and steady herself by grabbing Long Cock's butt cheeks, pulling him deeper into her mouth. As Ample Lady gently ground her clit and pussy on my eager mouth and tongue, I felt a hand on my hard-on. I was still playing with Ample Lady's tits as I felt a warm wet pussy settle and engulf my cock - some woman was sitting on my hard dick, taking it up her cunt. Pleasure washed over me as I felt Cock-Sitter's hands join mine on Ample Lady's tits. I reached up and touched Long Cock's balls as he continued fucking Ample Lady's mouth. Reaching back around to feel Cock-Sitter's tits, I heard and felt her cumming. Getting way too close to cumming myself, I signaled Ample Lady to raise up so I could get free. Wiggling out from under her, I felt Cock-Sitter get up and give my dick a last fond squeeze and kiss. I managed to pat her ass before getting up to cool off, but this didn't last too long. As I stood trying to regain my composure, I could hear couples toward the riser at the end of the room. My little head led me over to the sounds, where I could barely make out two big, beautiful women on their backs on the raised mattresses, while their partners fucked them missionary-style. I couldn't resist sitting beside the one and lightly stroking her hair while she continued to fuck. Meeting no resistance, I let my hands wander onto her boobs, then got up and leaned over to french-kiss her. Her heavy breathing didn't stop her from sucking my tongue into her mouth and teasing it with hers while I teased her nipples. Her partner seemed to like it as well, as he picked up his place slightly to fuck her a little faster. Hearing and seeing the outline of the other woman next to us, I couldn't resist reaching out for her breast, too. Then inspiration hit. I got up and crawled over the head of the first woman so that I could get a blow-job from her while I french-kissed and felt up the other one. Feeling the first woman take my still-moist-from-cock-sitter's-pussy dick in her mouth and suck, I didn't last long. Moving my hand back and forth between the two ladies, feeling their pussies with their partners' cocks banging away inside them, I got so aroused that I started cumming in Number One's mouth. She loved it, swirling her tongue around the head and swallowing every bit of my spunk. As I got up and headed to the snack table to recover, I knew that I would be forever addicted to the anonymous, mysterious, sultry sex activities in the dark room. The Dark Room & The Table I came into the dark room to find you standing in the center in a shaft of light, next to a table. You were dressed in a black form-fitting shirt and black pants, which were also so tight I couldn't imagine how you could breathe. Your hair was pulled up, revealing your smooth neckline, which I noticed as I looked you over from the top of your head down to your toes, drinking in everything that I saw. You moved over to the table and sat on it, but I quickly moved over and pulled you off, causing you to stand before me. I then pulled a butterfly knife from my pocket. Your eyes grew wide and you started backing away from me, but I moved right up on you, sandwiching you between the table and me. I could hear the fear in your breathing and see it in your eyes. You went to say no, but I moved a finger to your lips and silenced you. I flipped the knife open, revealing the blade, causing it to glint the light from above slightly. You tried to push me back, but after you did, when you turned to go, I slammed my hands down on the table on either side of you, your back to me. You could feel my breath on the back of your neck as I rested my chin just below the tops of your shoulder blades as you were bent over slightly. I could feel your body tremble, both from fear and from getting turned on. I knew you could feel the bulge in my pants as it was pressing against your ass. You began leaning back toward me and I kissed the back of your neck, then the side. One of your hands came up and willingly moved to the back of my head. You began playing with my hair as I slid my hand to your stomach and I began caressing you gently as you rubbed yourself back against me. A soft sigh escaped your lips as I set the knife down on the table and I slid my hands to your full, luscious breasts, stroking them gently with all my fingers through the shirt. As I did this, I noticed you weren't wearing a bra, and I smiled even as I sucked and nibbled on your neck gently. You cried out then as I quickly slid a hand back to the back of your neck and I pressed you forward, bending you over the table. You gasped in horror as you heard the click-click of the blade being flipped open. You struggled with me as I grabbed both your hands and held your wrists together over your head. I smiled even still as you struggled and I drew the flat of the blade slowly down your back, then slid it up inside your shirt in the back. The next thing you felt was the blade turn sideways and the smooth, non-sharp side of the blade against your flesh. You heard the fabric of your shirt ripping, signaling that I was cutting the shirt off of you. I smiled as you whimpered and struggled against me, obviously a little relieved that I wasn't cutting you, but rather the shirt. After I got back to the top, I flipped the knife closed and tossed it aside, then I turned you around so you faced me, then I ripped what was left of the shirt off of you, exposing your full, juicy breasts. Your nipples were already hard with excitement as I rubbed my thumbs over them while my hands gently kneaded the rest of your breasts. You gasped, then moaned and pulled my head down to your breasts as you laid back, letting me kiss over the tops of your breasts gently. You went to sit back on the table and I roughly pulled you back to me and lifted you skyward, allowing you to wrap your legs around my waist as I carried you toward the table. You wrapped your arms around my neck as I sucked, kissed, and nibbled on those lovely mounds of flesh. I laid you back on the table, your legs dangling slightly from the edge as I leaned in over you. I broke the kisses and let my hands slowly work their way down over your stomach to your pants... You gasped in surprise as I roughly ripped your pants open, tearing them slightly as I did. I then pulled them down off you, taking your panties with them as well. You went to wrap yourself around me again, but I pressed you back to the table again. I then slid you back across the table a bit, then I slowly walked around your right side as I ran my fingers up one side of you. You watched me with a confused look in your eyes. I ran my fingers up the inside of your arm and I began kissing your fingertips and your palm, making you a little hotter with each minute. I then yanked your arm down, making sure not to hurt you too much, then I slid your hand through a waiting loop in a rope that was tied to the table legs. I tightened the loop quickly, causing your clenched fist to open involuntarily. In order to keep you a little more comfortable, I pulled your arm so it was lying on the table again, this time up over your head. You immediately went to work trying to get yourself around and untied. I quickly made my way around to the other side and I pulled your hand down again, pulling the loop up this time to meet your hand, then tightening it quickly and placing your arm up over your head. I then tightened a third rope and locked it off to keep you from being able to move your arms. You began crying and pleading for me to let you go, but I again placed a finger over your lips and silenced you. I then slid down to the foot of the table and I began massaging your foot. A pleasured sigh escaped your lips as you laid your head back on the table, seemingly content to think that I was just going to do this. I slowly slide another loop over your foot as you lay back, then I tighten it as you cry out again, realizing what I was doing. I then do the same to your other foot, tying it up and limiting it's movement. As you look around from the table, you see that the ropes aren't all connected to each other, but that the ones tying your legs down are in fact connected to each other. I walk over into the shadows and you hear a slight creak, then you cry out as the ropes begin to pull tight, spreading your legs apart. I move over toward you again and I smile. You look to me, pleading with your eyes and your cries for me to stop. I walk back to the shadows and this time the creak is much longer and more loud, and your legs are pulled apart still farther, spreading them farther and farther to the sides of the table, pulling them back a little bit as well so your feet are parallel to the table top. "Please stop" you beg, wanting me to hear you and relieve what was beginning to become an enormous amount of pain. I returned from the shadows with a cylindrical object, which you quickly recognized to be a vibrating dildo. "No" you said, shaking your head as you heard the whirr when I turned it on. I began lowering it toward your wet pussy, waiting to see your reaction. Each time your cry became louder. "No...NO....Noooo...NOOOOOOO!!!!" I smiled broadly at your reaction as you began pulling against the ropes on your hands, but to no avail as I held the rope holding your legs in my other hand. I pulled it tightly, yanking your legs apart again, causing you to cry out in pain. I quickly tied the rope off around the table leg, then let it go, not wanting to have to hold it because I would need both hands for what I was about to do. I slid my left hand up under you and tilted your hips back and up, exposing your ass. I slowly ran the vibrating dildo down over the top of your swollen, juice soaked pussy lips and then slid it up under you and it began to disappear up between your ass cheeks. You cried out as the head of the dildo penetrated your tight asshole, then you writhed against it as I continued shoving it up inside you, working it into you almost all the way, leaving only a little bit of it out of the hole. I lowered you back to the table, letting you rest a bit, but each time you went to put your ass down you arched back up, feeling the dildo still vibrating in your ass. I watched on, amused as you came only a minute or so later, unable to keep yourself from it because of the combination of pain and pleasure. When you finally got more comfortable, I disappeared again and I returned with a bucket of ice cubes. I pulled one from the bucket and I slowly began running it down over your hot skin, starting at the base of your neck, then down between your breasts, and I left it to sit right in the valley between your breasts. I didn't wait or watch for it to melt before I pulled a second cube from the bucket and I slowly began running it around your left breast in slowly circles. I started at the base and rolled it around the volume of that beautiful mound, then as I got to the nipple I laid the cube on your nipple and lowered my head over your nipple. I sucked on your nipple and then sucked the cube up into my mouth and began using it to tease your nipple slowly, the coldness against your skin driving you crazy. I then pulled the cube from my mouth and I began running it around your right breast slowly the same way I had around your left. I felt your body begin to spasm and you arched up as you came violently. I could tell all of the feelings, the buzzing of the dildo in your ass, the coldness of the cubes against your skin, and everything was driving your senses absolutely wild. I continued with the cube for a moment, sucking first on your nipple, then sucking the cube into my mouth and running it, in my mouth around your nipple. I let the cube melt in my mouth, then I smiled and I disappeared again, this time pulling something from my pocket. You quickly realized that it was a condom and you wondered to yourself what I would do with that. It was then that you saw me squeezing ice cubes into it, fitting them all the way down into the tip of the condom and then all the way up. I tied off the end and walked down between your legs. I then slid the condom up onto you pussy and I teased you with it for a moment, running it over your puffy, moist lips. I then slid it into you slowly, causing you to cry out loud as I worked it all the way into you, letting you feel the coldness inside your hot, wet, silk. You came almost instantly again, but even still began working your hips against the condom, I could tell you were tightening you pussy, trying to pull the condom into you even as the cubes melted . I slid two fingers into you and I pulled the condom from you and found that yes, they were almost melted. I then smiled and walked away into the shadows again. This time I returned with a bottle of maple syrup. I opened the cap and slowly dribbled it over your breasts and your stomach. I then slowly began licking and sucking it off of you, taking my time, licking you clean. I began working my tongue over your chest, then up over those luscious mounds, stopping to suck on your nipples for a moment on each breast, making sure to get every bit of syrup off you. You spasmed again and another orgasm overcame you like a tidal wave, your entire body shaking as I continued to work you over with my tongue. I wasn't even done yet though, as I slid down between your thighs, then I pulled on the rope again, stretching you legs almost impossibly, causing you to cry out in pain. I then brought the bottle of syrup up over your pussy and I slowly dribbled some of it on your soaking, dripping pussy lips, then I slurped your lips slowly, tasting the syrup and your juices on my tongue. You arched back hard, moaning loudly and trying to pull against the ropes on your arms. I slowly parted the lips of your pussy and I found your protruding clit and I poured some syrup on that and began sucking on it. I proceeded to commence in running my tongue flat over it, causing you to buck hard against me as I kept my tongue and lips running all over that flesh bud, causing you to have something of a sensory overload. I pulled back just as you spasmed again, cumming hard one more time. I could see from the sweat on your body and hear from the heaviness of your breathing that I was wearing you out. I disappeared into the shadows again and I came back with two objects, one was a stack of towels, which I used to clean first your pussy, then the rest of you, drying you off. I made sure to remove the dildo from your ass, as it had served it's purpose for the evening. I tossed it away and into the trash, where it landed with a resounding thud. The second was a feather, which I slowly ran over your skin, causing you to get all hot and bothered again as I ran it over every inch of your skin. When I got to your thighs, I realized that it was then that I couldn't hold off any longer. Teasing you was making me so horny that I couldn't believe myself. I stripped out of my clothes, then I slid up on the table, between your thighs and I slid my hard, thick cock into you and I began stroking it in and out of you, strong and sure but not hard, working myself down into you. I felt myself begin to swell because your pussy was throbbing and tightening around it so much, as if your insides wanted to swallow my hardness. You managed to tilt your hips up into me as I kept thrusting into you, pulling you up into me. My hands massaged your ass as you cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain as I my pole pumped in and out of you. I finally couldn't take it any longer as I felt your pussy tighten violently and your body released. I felt your juices coat my cock and I immediately exploded into you, seating my cock into you up to the hilt as I shot my load deep into you. I collapsed onto you and I reached up, untying your hands and then I leaned down and released your legs. I saw you smile at me from your spot on the table and you pulled me down to you, then we kissed and I laid my head on your shoulder. As I faded off into sleep, I heard you say.... "Damn, we have to do that more often..."