4 comments/ 44981 views/ 3 favorites School Reunion By: WilliamShakespear The school reunion had gone well; Julia had instigated the re-union and was now sitting in the lobby of the hotel most of the attendees were are staying in. Gradually people either headed to the bar or to their rooms; it had been a long and emotional night, about 10 years since they had all met up last and with over 50 people attending Julia congratulated herself on getting the reunion organised. Although she didn't need another drink, she headed to the bar where about half a dozen of her old class mates were now gathered. "Well done Julia" Arun shouted across the room, gesticulating for her to join them; "great job and thanks for all the hard work in organising tonight." "Yes, brilliant" others echoed. "Wine?" asked Brian. "Yes please" said Julia as Brian poured a healthy measure of white wine into a glass and passed it to her. "I don't know how you did it but it was a superb evening Julia" Sarah said. Julia looked at the group around her: Sarah: As far as Julia knew single with a good job with a stockbroker Brian: Divorced and last known working as a taxi driver. Arun: A builder; Julia didn't know if he was married or single or whatever. Jane: Married with a young child and a housewife after working in a bank for a while. John: Married but seemed to be a bit of a player; Julia thought she heard him say he was an Estate Agent. Julia herself: Separated, worked in a solicitors office as a glorified gofer! They were all about 28 or 29 years old, and to the best of her knowledge none of this group had been particularly close or dated each other while at school, there had been no animosity or falling out.....that's not to say there hadn't been with others. "Did you see Kevin and Sharon?" Brian asked, interrupting Julia's thoughts. "No?" said Arun, "what happened?" "Well you know there were inseparable at school; first boyfriend stuff for Sharon and I think they 'did it'before anyone else, well they split up after they left school and today was the first time they had seen each other since..." "Yes, .......and" interrupted Arun "Lets just say, seeing them together tonight, I guess one of their rooms will be unoccupied tonight" Brian finished. "Well good for them" Sarah said. "What happens while away stays away so long as nobody gets hurt" "Hear hear" shouted John, looking for support from the others; most nodded their agreement. And so the conversation continued until the barman made his presence felt and said the bar was closing soon. "Tell you what" Brian said standing up, "what do you all say to getting a few bottles and retiring to one of our rooms for a nightcap or two?" "Great idea" Julia smiled. "Let's go for it" A few minutes later they were all sitting in a circle in Brian's room reminiscing about their lives of a decade or so ago; the fun, the naivety and the whole thing about being 18. Young love and great promises of the future. As the conversations flew and the drink continued to take its effect, the conversation took a more risqué turn; "What was that guy you went out with in the 6th form Julia" Jane asked "Was he here, I didn't see him. What was his name?" "George" replied Julia, "and no I couldn't track him down" "Shame" Jane said. "one fit guy I recall" she added with an enquiring look. Julia blushed; "yes, he was" "I think there is a story there" teased Arun. "No, just teenage lust" joked Julia. "Anyway, what is this truth or dare?" she laughed. "Now there's an idea!" exclaimed Arun. "Want to start?" "No!" "I'll tell you what, I heard of a great game last week" said John. "Need to be a bit broad minded but if we go by the 'what happens while away stays away' statement, might be fun" "How broad minded?" Sarah asked. "Well, it can get a bit naughty, but its up to the individuals concerned how naughty; what about if we say that if anyone is uncomfortable, No means no?" John replied. "Sounds like you had better explain the rules John" Brian said, his interest aroused. "Well it's simple" John said, all of them now hanging on his every word. "Each of us writes down six things we want someone else to do on six pieces of paper and weput them in a bucket or bag or something. Then we take it in turn to take a piece of paper out and read out what it says and do as the piece of paper says." He paused looking around the group. "Or as we agreed, if not comfortable just say 'No'. Any questions?" "Does it have to be an action?" Jane asked "No" John replied. "When it was explained to me the examples were either a question like; What was the name of your first boyfriend or girlfriend and to make it interesting you could add; and did you sleep with them?" He paused and they continued to hang on his every word. "Or it could be an action like drowning a drink in one or anything your imagination wants...." He said raising his eyes. Everyone got the message this could indeed be a naughty game that could be risqué! "I'm up for it" Brian shouted. "Me too" said Sarah. "And me" said Jane. Arun hesitated but agreed. As did Jane. John went to the desk and got a pile of writing paper and handed them out and requested everyone to write six things down; actions or questions. Silence filled the room as each thought what to write. "John", Arun asked "what happens if two of us write the same thing, say two of us ask someone to, I don't know, run down the corridor" "Topless" interrupted Jane, clearly getting into the spirit of the game. "Just the luck of the draw" John answered. "unlikely to be the same person for both. So it will be done by the second person too" Eventually they had all finished writing their slips out, and with all of them folded and put in an unused ice bucket, another silence descended on the room. "I vote John starts" said Julia. "It was his idea, and then we go clockwise, Sarah, and so on" "OK" John said, reaching into the ice bucket and removing a slip of paper. Slowly unfolding it he read out: "Kiss the person of the opposite sex on your left" John looked at Sarah sitting on his left. She smiled an embarrassed smile and sat while he crawled towards her, kissing her on the lips. Both were embarrassed but parted quickly. John resuming his place. "Be funny if the next is you to kiss the guy on your right!" joked Arun. "Better make it a snog if it is" added Julia. Sarah retrieved the paper, read it and put her hand to her mouth in amazement. "I can't" she exclaimed. "What does is it say?" Brian asked. "Remove my top, go totally topless" Sarah said, blushing. "Go on" John yelled encouraged her. Sarah hesitated. Took a sip of her drink, and then stood up. "What the hell!" and removed her blouse and bra and sat down as the others were transfixed by her bare breasts; as though they had all never seen a pair before. "Julia your next" John said "Oh my God!" Julia said as she retrieved and read the slip. "If a female: Do you spit or Swallow. If a male have you ever had a woman squirt on you" "Well?" asked Arun and Brian in unison. "Depends" Julia answered embarrassed. "Depends on the guy and how I feel, but mostly, I try to swallow" she continued now a deep shade of red and clearly wanting the moment to pass. Arun took his slip of paper; A look of relief spread across his face. "Have you ever done a threesome?" he looked around. "No" he smiled. "Unfortunately" he added. Brian reached into the bucket. Fear on his face as he read the note. "Strip off completely" he whispered. He stood up and trying to act braver than he really felt, he silently removed his cloths, until he paused when he was down to his boxers. Hesitatingly he removed them trying to cover his budding erection as he resumed his seat on the floor. Jane was next; she giggled as she read it: "Are you shaven downstairs?" "Yes I am" she said without a hint of embarrassment. "Prove it!" shouted Brian. "No" she said "the slip just asks the question" "But are you telling the truth?" mocked Brian. "Wouldn't you like to know" she retorted with a smile. "Yes, so would I" joked John. "Should have put it on the slip; to prove it" she said as she sat down with a look of superiority, but a big knowing smile. John, realising it was his turn, reached into the bucket: "Nice..." he said "If a man, pick a woman of your choice and after removing her top, suck her breasts for a minute" The room fell into silence as he looked around: "Jane" he said looking at her, "I am going to choose you. Stand up" She did as he asked. He too stood up and started removing her top and bra. He then caressed her breasts and started to lick and suck them, making the nipples become erect and wet. A murmur of appreciation escaped from her lips as the rest of the room admired what was going on. Arun broke the spell as Jane again murmured her appreciation: "Regrettably I think time is up" he said. Sarah, no longer seemingly conscious of her topless state reached into the bucket. She laughed aloud. "Are you shaved down there?" She looked around. "What is it with you guys? And no I am not" Julia was next. "Take your trousers off or skirt or dress" She hesitated as she was wearing a dress; but took it off and sat down wearing only her bra and knickers and very concerned that her arousal and the resultant wet patch may show as this game was having a real effect on her. She wondered if it was on others. Arun didn't hesitate to get the next slip: "Strip naked" he said looking around the group. He then joined Brian in being totally naked, His erection clear for all to see. Brian, still trying to hide his semi hardness reached into the bucket. He smiled: "If male, stroke a woman's breast, if female stroke a man's penis" He looked around; Sarah was topless as was Jane. Julia had a bra on. He crawled over to Julia who didn't protest as he started stroking her breasts through her bra, before removing it and stroking them and the nipples as they got harder and hotter under his gentle touch. "I think you should stop now" Julia reluctantly said as she felt her arousal get more and more and looked down at his now hard prick. Jane couldn't wait to get her slip, but was disappointed as she read out: "how old were you when you lost your virginity and how many partners have you had" She looked around the group: "16" she paused before adding with a smile "just and about 15 partners." John looked at her and reached into the bucket. "Oh" he paused. "Play with yourself" was all he said. Everyone looked at him wondering if he would and also wondering if they had drawn that slip if they would have. He stood up and removed his clothes to show a fine erect penis which he started to stroke as though nobody else existed. Everyone's eyes, even the other men, were glued to his hand as he slowly stroked his ever growing prick. After a minute of so he stopped. "I guess I had better stop "he said as he sat down. Sarah got her next slip. "Snog the person on your left" She looked at Julia. Both were embarrassed, but she leant over with the thought, lets get this over and done with and kissed and then snogged Julia. She soon stopped, neither were sure about whether they liked it or not but didn't want to prolong the action. The three women were all only wearing knickers, or in Janes case knickers and trousers. The men were all naked and showing fine erections. Julia's nakedness was confirmed next with a slip saying dance in front of the group and perform a strip tease. The others clapped as she did so and without any embarrassment showed her pussy, neatly shaven, for all to see. Arun was unable to take his eyes of her as he took his slip; "Male or female, finger a woman of your choice" He so wanted to do so with Julia but thought it better to get one of the other woman naked, and remembering the answer about Jane being shaved, he went over to her, got her to stand up; removed her trousers and knickers and showed off, as she had said, a perfectly shaved pussy which he stroked and fingered, amazed at how wet she was. She started to buck down and squeeze his digit and he was sure had a small orgasm. Brian suggested he should stop; which to both his and Jane's regret he did. Brian went and got his slip; and groaned. "Run down the corridor as you are" he read aloud. He hesitated, but after encouragement from the others he went to the door, carefully opened it and after looking both ways, ran out and with Julia and Arun standing in the door way, he ran down the corridor, turned around and ran back, into the room without being seen. The group erupted into laughter as they retook their places and congratulated Brian on his bravery. Jane, still aroused by her experience with Arun took her slip: She blushed; before reading aloud; "Have you either received or given anal" She hesitated. "Go on Jane, have you" asked Sarah. "Eh yes" "Was it, you know, good? Or did it hurt?" Sarah asked "I take it you haven't by your questions" Brian said. "God no!" she replied. Jane looked at her. "Its amazing if it's done right, you know plenty of lube." The room fell silent. John took his turn. "Have you had a same sex experience?" he read aloud. "And the answer is no" he added. Sarah, the only person still wearing any clothing, still wearing her knickers, took her slip: "Stroke a mans penis" She looked around and looked at John. She reached out and slowly stroked him, moving his foreskin over the end, marvelling at the noises of appreciation and the wetness as the pre-cum started to appear. "If you don't want me to cum, you had better stop" he said. "I don't mind" she said huskily, but stopped anyway, smiling at him. Julia was next: "remove a piece of clothing from someone." She looked around and realised that only Sarah had anything to remove, so almost apologetically she went over to her and without any protest from Sarah, removed her knickers for all to see he hairy pussy. With all of them naked, they realised the game could take a different turn. "Shall we continue" Arun said, aware that there were only so many slips of paper left, "or should we do something else next." "We could fulfil fantasies" suggested Jane. "Like what?" John asked. "I have always wanted to see a woman play with herself" said Arun. "Me too" chimed Brian enthusiastically. "Any volunteers?" John laughed. Jane looked around. "I will" They all looked at her as she kept their gaze, before starting to stroke her erect nipples and then putting her hand between her legs. She lay back and opened herself for all to see, her fingers gliding over her wet and open pussy, then playing with her erect clit; her hairless pussy glistening as she played and encouraged herself towards her orgasm. The others got closer to her, the girls as mesmerised and the boys as Jane's fingers got faster and faster; her moans louder and louder as her orgasm approached. "Yes" she cried out, "yes" as she forced two fingers into her pulsating hole as she came and then slowly relaxed got her breathing back to normal. The others silently resumed their positions. The quietness was broken by Julia saying: "I've always wanted to see a man jerk off." She and Sarah and Jane looked around the guys. "I will then" John said, starting to stroke his erection. Because of what had happened it was clear he would not last long, and before anyone could move to get a better look, he cried out and a steam of hot sperm erupted from the end of his prick as he cried out in ecstasy. Julia went and got him a cloth to wipe himself. "What next?" Arun said. "One of my fantasies is to watch a woman suck a man" Jane said, looking at Sarah and Julia. "Mine is to be sucked off in public" Brian said. Sarah got up approached Brian, sitting down beside him. She started stroking his rock hard prick, licking her lips in anticipation. She then bent down and started to slowly lick him and suck him. His moans filled the room as she did her magic. He started to thrust as the tingling in his balls indicated his approaching orgasm. Jane was transfixed. She couldn't move as the scene in front of her was taking place. Brian was reaching the point of no return, warning Sarah of the fact, she made no attempt to stop as he came, filling her mouth with his hot a salty cum; she tried and for the most part successfully swallowing it all, just a small amount dribbling out the side of her mouth. As they both regained their composure and positions, they all looked at each other wondering what would happen next. Arun's prick was rock hard and he was in some discomfort. Julia seeimg this suggested she help him out. "lie down" she commanded. She too was aroused and soaking wet. With Arun flat on his back, she sat astride him and put his hard prick straight up and inside herself, and started to quickly ride him. He thrust himself to meet her movements and they both knew that this was going to be over shortly. He warned her he was about to come, and unclear and unaware of contraception, Julia got off him and got in the 69 position, just in time for them both to cum; she totally unable to swallow his prolific ejaculate while she was cumming continuously as he licked and fingered her. Sarah was aware that she was the only person yet to cum; the others were aware and John had started to stroke her inner thigh as they watched Arun and Julia. His stroking got more bold and he soon had two fingers inside her as she bucked against him, imploring him to make her come. Brian approached them and he started playing with her clit. This pushed her over the edge, making her cum with a gigantic cry as she clutched both men fingering her pussy and clit. As they disentangled themselves, they all resumed their positions in the circle. "So, to next year" Julia said raising a glass, "shall we have another reunion of the school, or just this group?" "Just this group" John said smiling at the others, "but do we have to wait a year?" School Reunion I was a bit nervous. When I received my invitation to the school reunion, I was definitely not going. That was until I had been persuaded by my friends; both then and now. I was stood in front of the main school building. Little had changed since I had left. Admittedly, it was only a few years after I had left, but still, I was nervous. I had only kept in touch with a few of my friends from my time there. We were fantastic friends, and I happy that we had stayed in touch throughout university and later work. I looked up at the dreary sign, and a flood of memories surfaced. I remembered the good and bad times, the people, the teachers everything. I revelled in the glory of it. I remembered the most popular girl in school. Her name was Emma. I doubted that she would be there. I had heard on the grapevine that she was in America or somewhere. I remembered her long blonde hair, blue eyes, large breasts, round ass and shapely figure. She was fantastically curvy, in all of the right places. While she was the most popular girl in school, she was easily approachable, and very kind. We had talked a couple of times, and been paired together for numerous projects throughout our time there. We were in different social spectrums. I wasn't a nerd, but I wasn't Mr. Popular. I was average at sports and academics, but I wasn't popular or the target of the bullies. I took in a deep breath, and walked through the main double doors, and into the hall. I approached a table with, what seemed to be two older students manning it. "Hi, my name is Jack Davies." The girl behind the table smiled, and rifled through the name tags. She finally found my one and handed it to me, with a big grin. I smiled politely back, and thanked her quietly. I turned to face the room, and quickly spotted my old friends. On my way to them, I made a detour to the bar, and ordered a Jack Daniels and Coke. With my drink in my hand, I headed over and made polite small talk. Conversation quickly made its way past what we were all doing, regarding work and families. I had kept my head down. I wasn't in the mood for ribbing about my lack of settling down. The rest of them had found people who they wanted to be with and were thinking of kids. I quietly sipped my drink, and listened and laughed in the appropriate places. I glanced and surveyed the people in the room. Not a bad turnout, considering. "Heard about Emma Smith?" I tuned back into the conversation. "No." "I heard that she's back in the country, and that she dumped her Spanish boyfriend." "Why," I asked. "Apparently she caught him in bed with someone she shouldn't of." I gave him a confused look. Catching on he elaborated. "She was due to marry him and everything. One day she comes back home early, to find him in bed with her best mate. Right ruckus it caused. Imagine coming home to find your girlfriend having it off with your best mate!" I shook my head. Thinking lightly, I pictured her in my mind. Beautiful as always. "Bloody Hell!" It was whispered. I turned to face the direction he was. A woman had walked in. I concentrated on her form, and realised with sudden that it was Emma. She looked fantastic. She hardly changed from when she was at school. Although she was slightly taller, she was proportioned exactly as he remembered. She made her way to the bar and ordered a drink, and headed to the seats laid out. Sitting down, she sipped her drink, with a bored expression. I turned back to the group and excused myself. My drink had long gone, and I felt like a refill. I headed to the bar, and glanced at Emma and smiled as she smiled at me. I ordered a refill, and thanked the barman, and made my way over to her. I sat beside her. I took a small sip of my drink, and felt the alcohol burn my throat slightly. "Hi," I said with a small smile. "Hi. What have you been up to then?" She asked. "Ah, nothing really. Just working in finance for company up in London. Boring, Boring stuff." I paused. "You?" "Well, after University I got a teaching job, and then I moved out to the States and taught out there. Visa expired and now I'm back." "Where were you in the US?" Conversation was easy and by the time we had begun to think about leaving, we suddenly realised that we were the last people in the hall. Laughing we made our way out of the school, thanking the barman, and the greeters. We made our way to my car, and I pulled out my car keys. "You can't drive like this!" "Sure I can." "Don't be silly, I'm calling a cab." Conversation started up again, and when the taxi arrived, she made her way in, and beckoned me to follow. I gave my address, and in no time at all we were arriving at my place. Exiting the car, I gave the taxi the fare, and he sped off gladly. I pulled out my keys once again, and managed to open the door with grace. Motioning her in, I turned on the hall lights, and closed the door behind her. "Wine or coffee?" "White coffee please." I made two coffees, and she seated herself in the lounge. Carrying the two drinks, I handed her hers and sat down with mine. I couldn't believe how easy conversation was. A lull in conversation brought me out of my reverie. She was exceedingly close. I had only thought of being this close in my imagination in my teens. I leant in closer and we kissed. Tender at first, I deepened the kiss and slowly parted my lips. She broke it off, and smiled seductively at me. "Bedroom?" I nodded delightfully. I led her into my room, and pulled her into a deep kiss. She lent into me. We fell into bed, and I loved the feel of her body on mine. Soon, I removed my mouth from hers and brushed my lips of her jaw, and made my way down her throat. She pulled away, grinned provocatively. She stood up and turned around. Her dress was kind of short, and was halfway down her thigh. She swayed her hips lightly, and slowly pulled up her dress, an inch at a time. I watched with rapt attention. Loving every single inch. When her dress reached halfway up her back, she looked back at me and winked. She pulled her dress over her head and threw it into the corner, and removed her shoes. She lay back on top of me and I lifted her shoulders up. I brought my mouth to her left breast and kissed the flesh protruding out of her bra. She reached behind and quickly removed the troublesome garment. I gladly lightly grabbed her left breast, and attacked it with my lips, mouth and tongue. I sucked in her nipple, and traced circles over her areola, and around her nipples. She gasped loudly and chuckled lightly, before shivering. I grinned, as I switched breasts. I had only thought of this in my imagination and fantasies. I paused, and flipped over, and landed her on her back. I grabbed her hips and pushed her up. "Wait!" I looked up confused. "You must be in agony." I frowned. She sat up and reached down into my trousers. She unbuttoned and unzipped my trousers. I hadn't realised how hard I had become. I stood up and she pulled down my trousers and boxers. My dick swung free, and she grinned and gasped. "Oh god!" "You first!" I knelt down, and gently pulled her legs apart. I took in the sight of her now west panties, before pulling them down her shapely legs, and off her body. She opened her legs, and pulled my head to her crotch. I held my head in front of her pussy, and took in her smell. God, it was heavenly. I reached out and tenderly pulled her lips apart, and surveyed the view before me. I dropped my head and tentatively licked her clit. A shiver ran throughout her body. I exhaled cold air onto her clit and she groaned deeply. I ginned for what felt like the hundredth time since I had sat down next to her. I wrapped my lips around her clit, and placed my tongue over her clit. I gently sucked and waited for a response. I sucked rhythmically and was rewarded with gasps, intakes of breath and groans. I flicked, nibbled, and sucked on her clit, assaulting her senses. After about 10 minutes, but felt like hours, I felt her hands pull up my head. I was met with her lips, and our tongues met, and she seemed to enjoy the taste of her free-flowing juices. Pulling back she smiled and pushed me into a standing position. She stood in front of me, and pulled me onto the bed. She flipped us over, and moved down, kissing my stomach muscles, and made her way down to my cock. She grabbed the shaft, and guided it toward her mouth. "My, my, weren't we hiding something." She guided her head toward my cock, and took it into her mouth. I groaned as the hot wetness of her mouth enveloped my member. I looked down, and nearly came at the sight of her beautiful lips wrapped around my member. She slid down my pole painfully slow. She began to pick up the pace, and I closed my eyes and groaned loudly. She was sucking for all of her worth, trying to make me cum. I was determined to make her arrive first, I began to try and control the urge to cum. I relaxed and enjoyed the multiple sensations. She finally gave me a reprieve, and climb on top of me. "How big are you exactly?" "8 inches." She grabbed my shaft and guided it to her pussy. I held the tip of my cock and the entrance to her pussy, and rubbed her lips lightly. It caused a shiver to run down both of our spines. I slowly entered her. The feeling of her tightness encased my member. The velvety feel was incredible. I slowly withdrew and entered her again. I started to build up a rhythm, and she easily followed me. I picked up the pace, and grabbed her hips, as she placed her small hands on my chest. I started to fuck her. Hard. My hands left her hips and grabbed her tits. She leaned down, and it started to suck her tits alternatively. Groans and moans came from her mouth, and her pussy started to contract, and juices started to flow quickly. God, she was tight. "Fuck, you're big." I grunted in response and fucked her harder and quicker. My hands left the tits, and reached around to her spine. I grabbed her and flipped over, landing her on her back. "Hang on. Fuck me from behind!" I was only too glad to. She got up onto all fours, and flaunted her pussy and asshole to me. I sucked lightly on my middle finger and inserted it into her pussy. I attacked her asshole, and she screamed delightfully. I knelt up and rubbed my still-hard pole and slowly entered her from behind. I quickly worked up a fast pace. Her large breasts were slapping her torso, making an exquisite sound. I inserted my middle finger into her ass, and was surprised at how tense her ass was. It was amazing. I was starting to swell inside of her. I pulled out hastily, and she turned around quickly. She started to suck me and groan loudly. I leant over her and put my finger back inside her ass. I fingered her ass as she assaulted my cock with her mouth. My cock swelled, and I tried to stop myself cum. She pulled her mouth off of my cock, and prostrated herself in front of me. I grabbed my cock, and furiously began beating off. My cock swelled, and suddenly cum spurted out. She recoiled with the force of the first squirt hitting the back of her throat. I came several more times, spraying cum over her face and chin, with some of it dribbling onto her tits. She closed her mouth, and grinned at me while she swallowed my cum, and licked what her tongue could get at. She crawled up to my pillow and got inside the sheets. Following her I rolled her over onto her side, and got in beside her. My flaccid cock brushed her round ass-cheeks and started to swell. "How about more?" I asked. "Maybe you'll fuck my ass next." She smiled seductively. "What about now?" She chuckled loudly, and nodded. Fin School Reunion What are those two looking at? Emma thought to herself as she smiled curtly across the room at Toni and Amy. They neglected to smile back, instead turning to one another and resuming their conversation. Fuck them both, Emma thought as she turned to once again check out Clarke, who was talking to some of the guys that used to be in his class. Emma could not believe it had been 10 years since she had last seen some of these people, most of them didn't seem to have changed in the least. The reunion had been something she hadn't been particularly looking forward to. There was a reason that she hadn't kept in contact with most of these people since leaving school; that being that she never really liked most of them in the first place. But her husband had persuaded her to come along, get out of the house and such; and she had been tempted at the prospect of seeing Clarke once again. She allowed herself to indulge once more in the memory of the time he had fingered her still virgin pussy, in that hidden corner of the school library, making her cum on the beanbag and telling her how much he had always wanted to fuck her. The only problem then had been that he had been going out with her then best friend, so nothing further had happened. Yet memories of that first sexual encounter often flitted across her mind when she dipped her fingers inside of herself to relieve her sexual frustration. Clarke caught her stare, making her realise that she had been daydreaming. Flushing she turned to look away and once again caught Toni and Amy staring at her from the other side of the hall. She frowned and took a stroll to the drinks table to get a refill. She had never got along with those two really. Emma had been part of the 'cool' crowd at school; the pretty girls that boys wanted to hang around with, most of whom Emma had long since lost touch with and could only now make the most basic of small talk with. Toni and Amy however, had always been best friends and kept themselves to themselves. Also, the fact that they had both been overweight at school had kept them from being noticed by boys or included by girls. Emma recalled how she used to tease the girls, to their faces and behind their backs, in order to stay 'in' with her friends. Not behaviour she was particularly proud of now, but schools are cruel places, and Emma had always put the blame on fat people on themselves. She herself had managed to remain slim in the 10 years since leaving the school, but she noted with distaste that both Toni and Amy had remained big. Toni was probably the bigger of the two; she had her blonde hair now cut in a stylish bob and was probably around a size 16. Amy had long, wavy brown hair, was shorter and could possibly squeeze into a size 14. Both had gargantuan breasts and neither was afraid to emphasize that fact, judging by the low fitting tops they wore to their reunion. The school hall itself was the location of the reunion; this too was pretty much as Emma remembered it. She made small talk with a few of the people that she used to hang around with, realising more and more that she had very little to say to any of these people. For the next hour or so she hung by the free bar, watching the clock and considering when she should sneak out and forget about the whole pointless experience. 'That bad eh?' Emma jumped when she heard the voice beside her. She instantly flushed as she realised that Clarke was standing next to her. 'Sorry Emma,' he spoke, 'I didn't mean to scare you.' 'Sorry Clarke,' Emma spoke, regaining her wits, 'I was miles away.' 'Tell me about it, I keep checking the clock too. I knew this reunion was going to be shit.' 'The only reason I came was because my husband insisted,' Emma said, cursing herself for reasons unknown that she had revealed that she was married. 'Hey, snap!' Clarke replied, 'it was my wife that pushed me into coming along too!' A brief and awkward silence followed, where neither really knew what to say to each other after all these years. 'Hey,' Clarke said, breaking the silence, 'do you want a drink?' Emma agreed and, under the watchful eyes of Toni and Amy, the two made their way to the corner of the hall with their drinks where they chatted freely and caught up on each other's news. Inevitably, it wasn't long before both had drunk a few free drinks and were feeling looser tongued; talk became more and more flirtatious in nature. Emma hinted to Clarke about their experience in the library and Clarke hinted right back at her to let her know that he recalled it too. 'Can you remember what you said to me that day?' Emma asked, raising her eyebrow suggestively to Clarke. He gave a long, lingering look up and down her slim, toned body, still as sexy and appealing as it had been 10 years ago. 'Of course I can.' He replied, downing what was left of his drink, 'and I still feel the same now.' Emma felt the tingling sensation in her clit and longed for Clarke to slide his cock deep inside of her pussy. She knew it was wrong, both she and Clarke were married, fairly content in their own lives, but still; the naughty part of her was screaming out to finish what she and he had started all those years ago. Clarke clearly felt the same way. 'Funny how this building's exactly the same as it used to be,' he spoke now with a slight tremor in his voice, clearly as nervous and tense as her. 'I wonder if the old library has changed much.' He looked her in the eyes, those deep blue eyes that he thought about regularly when he masturbated; longing to grab handfuls of her mousey brown hair and fuck her pretty little face. 'Should we go and have a tour? See if we can sneak away from the crowd?' Unable to speak, Emma nodded her assent and followed Clarke across the hall, trying to be as casual as possible so as not to draw stares. As she slipped out of the hall behind him, she didn't see Toni or Amy watching her every move. Heart thumping in her chest, she followed the familiar route through the school to where the library was; knowing that the only thing that could stop her from committing infidelity now was a locked door. Part of her hoped that the library door would be locked when they arrived, but a bigger part was aching for the way to be clear. Clarke quite clearly felt the same too, she could tell by the look on his face when they reached the library and he turned to look at her before trying the handle. 'Here goes' he whispered as he twisted the knob on the door. Emma thought her heart would explode it was beating that fast as she watched him encounter no resistance whatsoever when her turned the handle and pushed the door open. A surge of tingles ran down her spine as she crossed the threshold and followed him into the library. They walked, silently to the corner where it had all happened previously. Unsurprisingly the beanbag from their previous encounter was no longer in the corner; instead there was a plush looking, new sofa, with big, comfortable looking seats. When they reached the corner Clarke turned to face her and they stood, inches away from each other, both knowing what they wanted, but neither able to take the next step. Emma giggled, nervously and shyly, just like she had done all of those years ago when she found herself alone with Clarke before; the library deserted on that day as it was now. This giggle snapped Clarke to action. He stepped forward and leant in; kissing the woman that had been the object of his wank fantasies for years hard on the lips. She reciprocated in kind, a deep, animal lust washing over her as she met his tongue with hers and they wrestled with passion as she felt heat radiating from between her legs and felt the growing bulge of Clarke's cock pressing against her stomach. All thoughts of her husband were pushed aside as she felt Clarke's hands roaming up and down her body, his touch sending shivers down her spine. The kiss broke, but only briefly to allow Clarke to lift his shirt up and over his head, tossing it aside. Emma fumbled with her own blouse, her buttons shakily working the buttons. Resuming their kiss she managed to finally shrug it from her shoulders and discard it. Instantly she felt fingers on her bra strap and before she knew it his expert hands hand unclasped her bra and slid it from her shoulders. She allowed it to fall to the floor and returned to Clarke, pressing her naked breasts against his muscular chest. 'I've wanted to fuck you for years' Clarke whispered between kisses. 'Every time I wank I think about the time we fooled around in here,' Emma's underwear was sopping wet with her juices by this point, so much so that she thought she might climax through just kissing. She said nothing in response to his words, but grunted with animal lust as his hands groped her small, perky tits, squeezing her hard nipples as he rubbed his cock against her stomach. So lost they were in their own fun that neither heard the library door open and then quietly click shut. Neither heard the footsteps creeping through the library, prowling and searching. Emma felt Clarke fumbling between his legs, working his belt and zipper. She gasped as he slid his jeans and boxers down and pressed his smooth, hard cock back up against her stomach, its warmth sending ripples of pleasure through to her core. She wanted desperately to take him in her mouth, to run her tongue around his purple head, to feel him slide to the back of her throat, to taste his salty precum. She broke the kiss in preparation for this, and would have instantly dropped to her knees had she not been wrapped in a powerful embrace from behind at this point. Simultaneously Emma saw someone she instantly recognised as Toni come charging like a bull from behind a bookshelf and ram Clarke hard onto to sofa, jumping onto him and pinning him down with her bulk. 'That's it, fight,' Toni said, howling wildly as she rode his naked, bucking frame like one would ride a bull. 'Get the fuck off of me!' Clarke said, winded from the initial charge and at a serious disadvantage from the start. 'Shut up,' Toni said, slapping him hard across the face in a move that stunned him into silence. She picked up his discarded shirt and quickly and expertly made a makeshift rope from it; managing to forcefully pull his hands behind his back she quickly tied his wrists, rendering him helpless. His trousers were still around his ankles and Toni, moving quickly and, belying a woman of her size, whipped the belt free from his jeans and used it to tie and secure his ankles, leaving him laying prone on the sofa and unable to move. Amy had held Emma in a powerful embrace and the whole thing had lasted barely more than 30 seconds. Emma herself was too stunned to even respond, but felt herself naturally struggling against Amy to free her arms in an attempt to cover herself up. It was no good though; her captor was far more powerful than she and merely held her still while Toni did her work. 'Sorted,' Toni said standing up and turning to face Emma, topless and red faced with embarrassment and shock. 'And just what were you two up to in here?' She spoke to Emma, blatantly looking her up and down, staring at her perky little tits, causing Emma to flush more deeply and thrash more in a vain attempt to cover herself up. 'It's none of your business, what the fuck are you doing here?' Emma replied, still able to answer back, despite her embarrassment. She was met with a hard slap across the face from the bigger girl, stunning Emma and bringing tears to her eyes. 'I'll ask the questions bitch. You're a married woman. Have you no shame?' 'What do you want?' Emma asked, a little more fearfully this time. 'Payback' she heard Amy whisper vehemently in her ear. 'Payback?' Emma replied incredulously, 'for what?' 'For the years of bullying and humiliation that you subjected us both to at school.' Toni spat at her, 'for all the name calling and the gossip spreading and the nasty remarks.' Emma said nothing in response. 'See me and Amy have waited a long time for this opportunity, and the fact that you removed yourself from the throng only served to help our situation. The only problem was him;' Toni motioned to Clarke on the sofa, who struggled vainly against his bonds, cursing the girls for besting him. 'But he didn't prove to be too much of a problem. Nice cock by the way,' she said as she leant in and stroked her fingers up his still erect member, sending a wave of jealousy and hatred coursing through Emma's body. 'Hey, don't you get jealous,' Toni said turning her attention back to Emma; 'he's not your husband is he? You're both married aren't you; but not to each other, so don't pretend like either of you are even close to innocent in this situation.' 'Look,' Emma said, exasperatedly, 'just what do you want?' 'Amy's already told you bitch,' Toni replied. 'What kind of payback?' Emma asked. 'The humiliating kind.' Toni said, coldly. 'Amy babe,' Toni continued, 'hold this little slut tight.' As she said this she felt Amy's grip tighten around her arms, completely restricting her movement as Toni stepped in close to her and placed a warm hand on her right breast, fondling it gently. Her other hand gripped Emma's chin and forced her to face up to the bigger woman, 'look at me,' she demanded as she tweaked Emma's bare nipple, sending pain coursing through her body. Emma forced herself to meet Toni's glaring eyes, feeling the shame coursing through her body as her chubby captor began to grope her tits, squeezing and mauling them roughly. 'Hey, get the fuck off of her you crazy bitch.' Clarke said from the sofa, struggling to stand up. 'I have had just about enough of your cheek,' Toni said, as she swiftly yanked Emma's skirt and underwear down off of her legs, too quickly for Emma to even attempt to stop. Discarding the skirt, she lifted the underwear to her nose, inhaling Emma's scent deeply, and raising an eyebrow as she felt how sodden they were with her juices. By this time Clarke had struggled to his feet and began to hop over to Toni, in some vague attempt to prevent her attack on Emma. Toni turned on him and easily unbalanced him, pushing him to the carpeted floor where he landed with a thud, unable to break his fall due to his restraints. She was over him in a heartbeat. 'Right, it is time for you to shut the fuck up now' she said as she stuffed Emma's underwear into his mouth, pushing it deep into his mouth to prevent him from spitting it out. His protests were muffled, his senses filled with the taste and scent of his lover's musk. 'Right,' Toni said as she stood once again, 'where were we?' Emma felt shame washing over her body at her predicament. Her shoes were removed and she was now stood, still restrained by Amy, fully naked in front of her former school time victim. 'I see you remained slim and pretty,' Toni said as she stared up and down Emma's body, a perverse lust blazing in her eyes. 'What were you planning on doing in here?' Emma didn't reply. Toni pinched one of her nipples painfully, twisting it and pulling it. 'Answer my questions slut.' She whispered into her ears, before licking her face like an animal, leaving a trail of her saliva on her cheek which quickly cooled. 'You know what we were doing. Just let us go, please.' Emma said, trying to reason now with Toni, 'you've had your fun now.' 'Not yet we haven't' Toni replied, a wicked grin flashing on her lips; she really was very beautiful, her big red lips looked constantly hungry and her eyes blazed with fire. 'Now tell me, what were you planning on doing out here?' 'We were going to do it.' Emma said, 'please Toni, Amy, I'm really sorry. We were young and foolish; people say things to fit in. I never meant to be a bully.' Toni ignored her pleas and focused on her answer. 'Do what?' 'You know' Emma whined. 'No, I don't... tell me.' 'Sex' Emma said in a whisper. 'Sex?' Toni said, almost incredulously, taking liberties with her victim and caressing her breasts tenderly as she spoke. 'What kind of sex?' 'Just sex...' Emma replied as she felt Toni tenderly, almost lovingly caress her smooth, flat stomach with her fingers. 'Were you going to suck his cock?' Amy whispered softly in her ears, sending ripples through Emma's body, the hair on the back of her neck standing on end. Emma bit her lip in an attempt to stop any enjoyable sensations. She glanced down at Clarke, lying prone on the floor. He watched the action intently, no longer struggling against his bonds; his cock was still hard and bobbed in the air. 'Answer her,' Toni commanded, trailing a finger across her abdomen, just brushing slightly against the very top of her trimmed pubic region. Emma nodded her head slightly in response, 'say it.' 'Yes' she said in a hoarse whisper. 'Yes what?' 'I was going to suck his...' she hesitated, Toni trailed a finger against the top of her thigh, '...cock.' She shuddered, her pussy throbbing, exposed in the cool air of the library. 'You're a real naughty little slut really aren't you?' 'No I...' Emma protested. 'You played the holier than though schoolgirl all those years ago, but really you're just a filthy little cock slut. I bet your pussy is dripping.' Toni looked her in the eyes. 'Amy's going to let you go in a minute, but no funny stuff; I'm warning you. Then you're going to sit on that sofa and make yourself cum.' Emma began to protest, but Toni cut her off. 'That's what's going to happen bitch. You don't get a say in the matter; they call it payback for a reason.' 'What are you going to do if I let you go?' Amy whispered again in her ear, pressing her large breasts against her back. 'Sit down on the sofa.' Emma replied tensely. 'Then what?' Toni continued with the excruciatingly gentle caresses mere millimetres away from the folds of her pussy. 'Don't make me say it.' Emma said hoarsely, fighting the sensations that coursed through her body, feeling the shame and humiliation pouring through her anew at the realisation that her pussy was tingling in anticipation. 'Say it.' Toni commanded, the tip of her finger brushing so gently that it was almost not a touch at all, across her swollen clitoris, sending electric shockwaves through her body. 'I'm going to, mmmnnnn,' she bit her lip to prevent a moan from fully escaping, parting her legs now to encourage Toni's touch, '...I'm going to play with myself.' She whispered, almost achieving climax through the mere utterance of the words. 'Let her go,' Toni said, standing back. Amy removed her arms from Emma, who stumbled forwards, unsteady on her feet. She glanced fleetingly towards the exit. 'Go for it,' Toni dared, 'run naked back into the school hall in front of all your old class mates.' The gravity of the situation hit her and she flopped back, defeated onto the sofa, the two big, beautiful women standing over her now. 'Remember all the times you called us fat?' Toni asked. Emma nodded, ashamed of her behaviour. 'We've waited 10 years for our revenge, you little bitch. Now show us what a little slut you are.' Hand trembling and whole body flushed with shame, Emma made contact with her clit, her body shivering with the touch. 'Are you wet?' Amy asked. Emma nodded, unable to meet their leers. She was, in fact, dripping, dying for release; aching for cock or something, anything, to penetrate her walls. She focused her eyes on Clarke's naked torso on the floor, his cock twitching with excitement as her watched Emma being dominated by these two previously downtrodden women that now exuded power. 'That's it bitch,' Toni spat at Emma, 'rub that slutty little pussy. Show us what a whore you are.' Each insult sent a wave of humiliation and euphoria coursing through Emma, as she caressed her clit with her fingers. Emma drew attention away from Clarke on the floor to see Amy remove her clothes and reveal her chubby, naked body. Emma was insanely jealous of her curves; the swell of her large breasts as they sat on her perfectly rounded stomach, her wide hips and large, round ass; Emma had tried for years, in vain to gain weight, to have curves like those of Amy and Toni's. She found that she was staring at Amy's large, pendulous tits as she rubbed herself, more urgently now. Once Amy had disrobed, Toni followed suit. Her breasts were larger, and drooped further, parting slightly for the swell of her large belly; her pubic region almost completely hidden from sight due to the swell of her belly. School Reunion 'Push a finger inside;' Amy spoke, watching as Emma obeyed, sliding a finger deep inside of her pussy, causing her body to convulse on the sofa. 'Show me how wet you are.' Emma withdrew the finger to let her captor see how her juices glistened on her fingers. 'Taste yourself slut.' Emma raised her shaking middle finger to her mouth and slid it between her lips; it was the first time she had done anything so kinky and she couldn't believe that 3 practical strangers bore witness to it. Her pussy throbbed as she tasted her musky juices, her nostrils flared as her scent invaded her senses. She loved it; how could it be that she had never experienced this before? Her husband never kissed her after pleasuring her with his tongue and now she bitterly regretted having never encouraged it. She loved it so much that she repeated the process, ignoring the cruel taunts by Toni and Amy as she did so. 'Look at how much this slut loves the taste of her own pussy.' Toni chided, caressing her own gargantuan breasts as she watched her former school bully pleasure herself for their amusement. Emma was lost to them now and parted her legs wide on the sofa to allow for 2 of her fingers to slide inside of her tight, wet snatch. She used her free hand to squeeze her own tits and began to work her fingers in and out of her pussy, filling the air with the sounds of her wetness and the smell of her sex. Her climax approached, Toni and Amy's taunts grew more derogatory, her humiliation grew and her head swam. 'That's it you whore, cum for us,' Toni said as she parted her own legs and leant back, Emma was almost at the point of orgasm; a sideways glance from Toni confirmed to her that Amy had also positioned herself over Emma. At the point of orgasm, when Emma's mouth formed that perfect 'o', when her eyes screwed tightly shut, when her fingers dancing over her clit were a mere blur; at that point, Toni and Amy, almost simultaneously allowed their bladder's to release a dam of hot, golden fluid over their hostage as she writhed and convulsed for them, lost in the throes of the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced. Emma felt the onrush of her orgasm and felt her internal dam burst, allowing her cum to gush from her pussy mere milliseconds before she felt the first splashes of hot, warm piss cascading onto her naked and convulsing frame. The realisation that her two captors had begun to piss on her hit her like a bullet, and a new wave of degradation, shame and euphoria hit her so hard that everything went black to her for a moment and her whole world became about the shockwaves of an orgasm many times more powerful than she had ever previously experienced. Slowly the world came back into focus; the steady stream of piss splashing on her naked and prone body slowed to a trickle and then stopped. Emma pulled her fingers from her swollen pussy and looked up at her captors, humiliated and ashamed of her activities, of her reckless abandon and her wanton lust that she had so easily succumbed to. 'Can I please go now?' Emma whispered, desperate for the ordeal to be over. 'Well, the original plan was just to humiliate you like this.' Toni said, idly stroking her large belly as she looked down at her piss soaked victim. 'But it seems such a waste to just let him go.' She said, looking over her shoulders where Clarke lay, his cock bobbing and twitching in the air. 'How are you feeling?' Toni asked Amy. 'Horny.' She whispered, her voice thick with lust. 'You want some cock?' Amy nodded, biting her lip. 'We're going to fuck your lover then,' Toni said, turning back to Emma once more. 'You're going to help us.' With that, Toni grabbed Emma's arm, dragging her from the sofa and throwing her roughly onto the floor between Clarke's legs. Meanwhile, Amy positioned herself over his prone body, squatting down so that the tip of his swollen, throbbing cock was inches away from the entrance to her bushy cunt, her big lips parted in anticipation. 'Grab your lover's cock,' Toni commanded. Emma took hold of his smooth cock in her hand and it twitched, appreciatively at her touch; she squeezed it, causing a large glob of pre-cum to ooze from the head and snake its way down his shaft. She watched, insanely jealous as Amy began to lower herself, could smell the arousal emanating from the chubby girl's pussy. She looked up at Amy, who smiled wickedly down at her. 'Guide your lover's cock into my pussy slut.' She commanded, 'I want you to watch as I fuck it.' Obediently Emma gripped the shaft and held it tight as Amy pushed herself down, taking the head inside of her. Clarke moaned through his gag and bucked his hips in an attempt to push more of himself inside of her. Jealousy washed through Emma, it was supposed to be her pussy that was getting stuffed, not Amys; yet she knew that fighting against these two larger, more powerful women was futile. Her pussy throbbed as she held his cock by the base and was greeted to an extreme close up of Amy's pussy sliding down his pole, taking his length deep inside of her fleshy, pink hole. When she had bottomed out, she slid herself slowly back up the entire length, moaning deeply as she did and revealing Clarke's member, glistening with the fat girl's juice. 'Why don't you help out with your tongue slut?' Toni said from behind Emma's head. She looked up at her captor, shocked at the suggestion. Her eyes pleaded with the large woman, who was busy with a hand between her own legs, watching the show. 'It was more of a command than a suggestion.' Toni repeated. Emma turned again to face Amy's pussy slide down Clarke's cock as she worked herself into a slow and steady rhythm. The prospect of performing oral sex on a woman for the first time caused a new flush of shame to wash over her. She hesitated, unwilling to take the final step. A hard, stinging blow came thrashing down on her exposed bottom as Toni brought her hand down in an open palmed slap. 'Lick her pussy you filthy slut.' Emma yelped in pain, but still did not lick Amy's pussy. Another blow followed, her pussy throbbed; 'lick her pussy!' 'No,' Emma said, breathlessly, 5 slaps followed in quick succession, each stinging more than the last; yet waves of euphoria were sent coursing through her body and her pussy throbbed hard with each slap. Toni smiled as she looked down and saw Emma's pretty little bottom covered with bright red hand prints. She rubbed her own pussy harder and leant down to force Emma's face forward with her free hand. Emma found her face pushed forward until her nose was mashed against a combination of Amy's pussy and Clarke's cock. She felt the bristles of Amy's bush as she slid herself up and down his pole, moaning as Toni forced Emma's face to grind against her swollen clitoris. 'Lick my pussy.' Amy wailed as she slid herself up and down on the throbbing cock, faster and faster, loving the feel of Emma's face grinding against her clit. She watched as Toni straddled the girl in front of her and grabbed handfuls of her hair with both hands now, mercilessly grinding the smaller woman's face into Amy's pussy. The two large women locked eyes, their pupils blazing with passion. Amy reached forward and put her hand in between her friend's legs, expertly finding her shaven pussy below the swell of her belly. She slid two fingers deep inside of Toni's dripping wet pussy and began to stimulate her with her fingers as she rode Clarke's cock. Finally succumbing, Emma pushed her tongue out, licking whatever she could; Amy's pussy lips, her clit, Clarke's shaft as it slid in and out of Amy's pussy. It was difficult due to Toni's powerful hands grinding her face into the action, but she did her best, tasting another woman's pussy for the first time; another climax building inside of her, despite the fact that her own pussy was receiving no stimulation. Clarke bucked his hips in earnest now, fucking Amy's pussy as hard as he could from his prone position on the floor. Toni came hard due to Amy's stimulation with her fingers, her pussy juices squirting out and spraying over Emma between her legs, soaking her hair with more juices. This sensation tipped Emma over the edge and she too came, moaning and grunting onto Amy's clit as she shook and convulsed on the floor. She realised through a dim haze that Clarke too was pumping his load deep inside of Amy, she felt the waves of jizz pulse against her face as he unloaded inside of the chubby girl riding him. Amy's own climax caused her juices to flood out onto Emma's face as she continued to try and lick Amy's pussy through her own orgasm. As soon as she felt Clarke begin to wilt inside of her Amy roughly pushed Emma aside, on her back and was over her in an instant, squatting over her face and squeezing Clarke's load all over her face. Submissively, Emma opened her mouth to receive all that she could, completely lost in the depravity of the situation, she tasted Clarke's salty, bitter cum, mixed with Amy's musky juices and quickly rubbed her throbbing pussy to another climax while Amy fed her Clarke's load. 'My God, she really is a filthy little whore,' she heard Toni whisper as she came shuddering on the library floor. Emma had never felt as sexually alive as she had in the last thirty minutes and knew that a normal sex life would never satisfy her in the same way again. Right now though she was lost to the mix of shame and euphoria that she felt, her face and body sticky with a combination of cum and piss. 'Are we finished now?' Emma whispered after Amy had stood up and moved away; both of the larger girls were now busy putting their clothes back on. Emma lay naked on the floor, too weak to attempt to stand up. 'Almost.' Came a curt reply from Toni. She reached down and untied Clarke's arms and legs; he removed the gag from his mouth and was unable to meet the eyes of anyone else in the room as he dressed silently. 'You can go now,' Toni dismissed him as he shuffled out, eyes to the floor without so much as a backwards glance towards Emma. Amy tossed Emma her skirt and blouse, but no underwear. 'Dress,' she commanded. Emma thought better of asking about her underwear and was too drained to protest anyway. She put on her clothes, knowing exactly what kind of state she looked. Surely the girls weren't going to march her back into the hall in front of everyone else were they? 'Stand up' Amy told her, lifting her to her feet unceremoniously. Emma tried to reach for her shoes, but Amy tugged her sharply away, 'forget about the shoes. It's time to go home.' Emma heard Toni talking on her phone to a taxi, agreeing to meet the driver round the front in a few minutes. Emma could not believe the ordeal was not over yet as she was half led, half dragged from the library, past the hall, where luckily, they did not parade her and did not bump into anyone else, then out of the front doors and into the cool air of the night. No words were spoken and a few minutes later a taxi pulled into the school bus bays; where all those years ago, Emma had regularly caught the bus with her pals, sitting at the back with the cool girls, taunting and teasing girls like Amy and Toni who were forced to sit at the front and be subjected to humiliation and degradation on a daily basis. Emma felt herself being pushed into the taxi and was forced to tell the driver her home address. The driver's nose twitched almost instantly and he looked around, a look of surprise, followed by a sly smile crossing his lips as he saw the state of the woman in his back seat. It was only after Toni had shut the door behind her, and the taxi set off, that Emma realised she had no money. Telling the driver as much, he merely shrugged and told her that he was sure that they could work something out. 'Why don't you come sit in the front with me sweetie?' He said, pulling the car over. Resignedly, Emma got herself in the front seat. 'Now, about that payment,' he said as he fumbled with his zipper. School Reunion It was Friday evening and Dana was getting ready to attend a school reunion which was happening at her old high school. She was deciding which pair of lace knickers she was going to wear, a dark red or a light pink? She knew it would take ten minutes to drive to there so she quickly settled on the red pair. She put them on under her black tight mini skirt and grabbed her bag and hurried down the stairs. It was already seven o'clock and that was the time she needed to be there. Dana arrived at the school hall five minutes late but that didn't stop Dana from applying more lip gloss to her already glossy plump lips. Her best friend Sara was already there sitting waiting for her at a table alongside four other old friends. She was happy to see them all but there was someone she was more excited about seeing. Dana's heart quickened as soon as she saw his face. Her old history teacher Mr.Morley entered the room. He must be in his early fifties now. As well as old students having a reunion their teachers attended too. She always had a crush on Mr.Morley since she was younger. She loved the way his brown eyes looked her up and down as soon as she entered the class room, she could always smell his aftershave when he came over to her to help her with an answer to a question and lastly the way he always seemed to have a big lump down the crotch of his trousers. Excitement built up inside her as Mr.Morley came over to say hello to his old students. Most of Dana's friends had a small crush on him but no one had actually felt like they had a connection with him like Dana did. They all discussed what they had been up to in the past five years. His gaze kept catching Dana's and time flew by and laughs were exchanged and suddenly it was nine o'clock. Mr.Morley told everyone that he had to go back to his class room before heading off. Dana's eyes lit up and she explained to Sara that she had to go and speak to Mr.Morley one to one so she rushed off to find his class room. Dana wound her way around the school and finally came to Mr.Morley's class room. She looked through the window pane in the door and knocked twice quietly. He looked up from his paperwork and beckoned her in. "Hey Sir, I thought maybe we could have a one to one session before I go? Seeing as I haven't seen you in so long" she asked as she slowly walked towards him whilst undoing her buttons on her white silk shirt. "I have missed you Dana. But I think I need to teach you a lesson that I never taught you when you were my student." He stood up from his desk and grabbed her by her long flowing blonde hair and kissed her wet lips. Dana's whole body felt electric. This had never happened before and she was shocked to find it happening so fast. She loved every second of it and her nipples instantly started to harden. One of his hands wandered down to her cleavage which was heaving with every rapid breath she took. He ripped off her white lace bra and pushed her back onto his desk. She was now laying over the school paper work and didn't care, this was amazing. He undid his trousers and pulled his boxers down. She knew her pussy was already soaking wet. Her kissed down her chest and played with her hard nipples. He bit down hard on one of them and she let out a yelp. He silenced her by covering her mouth with his big sweaty hand and with the other his hand found her pussy and he realised how wet she was. He turned her around and she fell face first onto the desk. Grabbing a large wooden ruler from the wall he hoisted up her skirt and smacked her soft arse. She screamed. "You need to be taught a lesson, Dana." Again a sharp sting went through her. He continued three more times and threw the ruler down. Dana wanted to taste his cock after it had been in her pussy so she asked nicely "Sir please can I suck your huge cock?" Looking down at her he said "Seeing as you asked nicely" and grabbed her by her hair and shoved his cock in her mouth. She had longed to see what he tasted like and it was even better with her juices trickling down her mouth. He face fucked her and she gagged on him. Tears were rolling down her cheeks and he groaned with pleasure. He grew tired of her big mouth around his cock after a while so he pulled her up and turned her around. She knew he was yearning to be inside her and suddenly his huge cock entered her pussy. She felt like she was on ecstasy. His tie was suddenly around her neck and with every thrust he took she gasped for air. She was crying, but was it from pain or joy? He pounded into her and her pussy was starting to ache. He moaned and shouted "Yes!" He exploded inside her and let go of his tie and she fell forward. He pulled up his boxers and trousers whilst panting. Dana gathered herself together and picked her damp knickers up off the floor. She decided to put them in her bag along with her bra which was very much broken. Mr.Morley buttoned up his shirt and said "Well done Dana. That will be all for today. If you need anymore lessons, you know where I am" she gave him a wicked grin and let herself out without saying a thing. She could feel her clit throbbing and a drop of his thick cum ran down the inside of her thigh. She raced to the toilet and cleaned herself up. Whilst reapplying more lip gloss and wiping the make up from her face she noticed the time, it was already ten o'clock. Dana left her old school and headed home. She couldn't believe that she had finally had a taste of her old history teacher who she had fancied for years. She was content and knew when ever she needed to be taught another lesson she was always welcome in Mr.Morley's classroom.