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Schoolgirl Lust Ch. 01

By: STEPHENA



It was early July. The summer had played ball so far, with a couple of really hot weeks. Max had been working really hard on his gardening business and had been starting at dawn most mornings. He had developed a good all over tan as a result and with his job and regular gym visits, was in pretty fine shape. Although he did have one longer job, with some paving to lay, most of his work was hedge trimming and general garden work. He had built up a regular set of clients and things were looking good. After a particularly hard weekend, which had included hacking away at a jungle-like plot, Max decided it would be good to take a couple of days off and go to the coast. It was only 60 miles and it would hopefully be nice and fresh by the sea and he could just chill out for a while. 

Having made the decision, he threw a few things into a small suitcase and set off in the late morning. Being a Monday, he left it till the rush hour had died down. The roads were actually pretty quiet and he was soon on the country roads that led to the English East coast. The countryside was flat and unspectacular, but interesting. The land was a patchwork of blue flax, brown wheat and yellow mustard. A few cows were munching grass here and there. The weather was holding out and Max had a good feeling about his break. He would probably do a few walks along the coast and try out some quaint country pubs. Nothing major, just simple relaxing pleasures. He hadn't booked anywhere, partly with it being a last minute thing, but also because he had figured with the school holidays two weeks away, it wouldn't be too busy.

He parked up on the end of the esplanade and walked down a side street, where there were a number of small cosy-looking hotels. There was one in particular, Ivy House, which grabbed his attention. He walked up the red, stone steps and rang the bell. A woman in her forties answered and Max asked if she had a single room. Finding that she had, he walked back to fetch his car and parked in the small residents' car park behind the hotel. The lady showed him up to his room. It was light and airy, with a three quarter bed, TV and a kettle with some coffee and biscuits. The light lemon walls and the Renoir print gave the room a tasteful feel and Max knew he would be happy there for a couple of nights. He bounced on the bed. It was a good mattress - and it had a valance. He thought that was a sign of a good hotel. He didn't know why, but he did. 

Just as he was thinking what to do next, he heard female voices outside. He looked down from his first floor window just as two schoolgirls were walking through the gate. He found himself staring at them as they paused on the path. They had red blazers and short, pleated grey skirts. Both girls were wearing long, white socks and had loosened their school ties. They must have had a sixth sense or something and looked up at Max's window. He backed away quickly, but they had just caught him. Suddenly he felt a bit pervy, which wasn't like him, but he was sure they were sixth formers, from their appearance, so it was sort OK. Max was single, having split up from a short relationship two months previously. It was an amicable parting, since the girl he was seeing had moved a couple of hundred miles away to take a good job with her company. Max wasn't interested in long distance relationships, so that was that. His current situation therefore, did make him prone to a spot of lechery here and there and the two girls had just caught his eye. It was still only mid afternoon, so he opted to go for a walk and explore the area. He had only been going for a minute, when more girls, similarly clad to the two he had seen enter the hotel were making their way down the road. They were variously listening to iPods, or chatting to each other, or sharing phone images. All giggling and bubbling in their youthful way. He couldn't help but look. They all had that sort of innocent look about them, but their uniforms, particularly the short pleated skirts gave them an air of unexplored sexuality. There were no guys among them, so presumably they were from the local Girls' High School. Max felt a little uncomfortable all of a sudden. He didn't feel it was right to be ogling school girls, even if they were eighteen. He took a turning off the road towards a small golf course. 

There was a warm summer breeze blowing off the sea. Seagulls hung on the wind, or flapped languidly around the cliffs. After a mile or so, there was a little bench by a patch of gorse, where a bird he didn't recognise was singing a scratchy song. He sat down and watched it, as it caught a dragonfly and then zipped off to feed its young. It was a lovely spot. He could see the Norfolk coast in the distance, shimmering through the haze. To his left was a windswept group of pine trees, as if huddled together for protection from the elements. It was warm and sunny now, but he imagined it could be bleak in November. Max continued his walk, until the path looped round on to the back of the estate where the town, met the countryside. He walked back through quite a posh district, where there were some rather lavish properties, with expensive cars on nearly every drive. Eventually he was back at his road. A small café had opened at the end and while he wasn't overly hungry, the smell of freshly cooked fries, was too much too ignore. He went in and bought a cone full and sat on the wall outside to eat them. The town hall clock struck five o'clock as he wandered back into the hotel. He went into his room and took a shower. The fries, with the salt had made him thirsty, but on trying to make a coffee, he found that his kettle wasn't working. He went down stairs and attempted to summon the assistance of the proprietress, whom he had seen earlier. He rang the bell, but there was no one there. He rang it again for longer and to his surprise, one of the girls he had seen earlier appeared. Her long, blonde hair was slightly damp and tussled from a recent shower. She smiled and asked him if she could help. 

'Ah, it's my kettle, it doesn't work. I thought maybe the woman could swap it or...'

'Oh my Mum, no she's out for the evening. Sorry, I can maybe see if there's one in another room. Do you want to go back and I'll bring it. What number are you in?'

'Room five. Thanks.'

As he turned to leave, another girl appeared. She had mousy hair, and Max realised she was the other girl from before. Both girls now looked more typically their eighteen years and their uniforms had been exchanged for tight leggings and short cropped T shirts. If anything, this was worse. Max turned to the mousy one and couldn't help but lower his gaze to the bulge of her pubic mound, so evident through her leggings. 

'What's happening Laura?' She asked of her friend.

'It's this man, his kettle's bust.'

'Hi!' Said the other girl, somewhat coyly Max thought.

'Hi.' He said, now lingering his gaze on her pointed tits, which were fighting to burst through her T shirt. He turned away and felt himself blush as a dirty smirk spread across the girl's face. He went back to his room, his heart beating a little too quickly after seeing the two sixth formers. His mind was doing somersaults with all the lecherous thoughts that were bouncing around. He sat on his bed as there was a knock on the door and the blonde girl stood their with a new kettle. She held it up by the handle, with the cable dangling and coiling slightly, as if she was presenting a prize on a TV show. He smiled and automatically looked down at her lovely mound, which like her friend's, was teasingly pressed against her skin tight leggings.

'Oh thanks, that's great.'

'That's OK. Is there anything else we can do for you?' The girl had a twinkle in her eyes.

'Erm anything as in...?' Asked Max, suddenly unable to think clearly, his heart beat quickening a pace.

'Anything as in whatever!'

'What had you in mind?' Inquired Max further, not daring to believe that they might be flirting with him. He couldn't understand why they had not just left the kettle and gone. He thought that if he let them go now, they would think he was half a man and go, so he pressed his advantage. 

'Maybe, you should come in and check it's working?'

'Mmmmmm, OK good thinking.' The blonde girl turned to her friend and smiled.

'You coming Becky, let's make sure it's in working order eh?'

The mousy one smiled and followed her in the room.

'I'm Laura by the way and this is my cousin Becky. She lives on the other side of town, but is staying here tonight.'

'I'm Max.'

Max watched as Laura plugged in the kettle. The point was low on the wall and he had to take a deep breath as she bent down, her peachy ass aiming at him. She stood up and flicked the switch. 

'There you are - working fine.'

Max didn't want the girls to go now they were there, but felt he needed to make an excuse for them to stay.

'Ah great...erm, would you like a coffee?'

'OK thanks' Said Laura.

'Me too.' Said Becky, who was now leaning back on his bed.

'You ever had a hot coffee blow job?' Said Becky.

Max couldn't believe what he had just been asked. Laura looked at him quizzically, expectant of his response. 

'Actually no.'

'Do you want one?' Asked Laura.

Max was stunned. His penis already on red alert was quickly uncurling in his pants and before he knew what was happening, Becky was unfastening his belt.

'You don't mess about do you?' He observed.

'No point. We know what we want. You're not the first man we've had here, but you're the fittest. Eh look at his six pack Laura.' Becky pulled up his shirt to reveal his tanned, toned abs.

'Hmmmm, not bad at all. Here you go Becks.'

Laura handed her cousin the coffee and then eased down Max's boxer shorts. His cock was almost fully up by now and it was an amazing feeling to have it exposed in front of two horny sixth formers. 

Becky took a couple of gulps of the coffee as Laura pushed him towards her. Suddenly Max felt Becky's mouth, steaming from the coffee engulf his dick.

He winced and screwed his eyes up as the intense pleasure of her hot tongue and lips worked their way over his erection.

'Oh fucking hell! Awww, that's amazing!'

'Good yeah!' Said Laura.

Becky paused and had another drink and then continued to fellate him, at the same time wanking him softly.

Now Laura sat next to Becky and took a few sips of her coffee.

'Hand him over then.'

Becky took his cock and guided it into Laura's mouth. Max's cock was getting close to bursting point as Laura sucked on the end, which had grown incredibly bulbous. Becky stood up and rolled her leggings down. Her round, pert ass was barely covered in a pair of white panties. These she also removed and knelt on the bed away from him. 

'Do you want to fuck Becky while she licks me out?'

'Oh wow! You into each other like that?' Asked Max.

'Hmmm, we're best friends. We're kissing and stuff all the time.'

Before Max had time to answer Laura had peeled off her leggings and panties, revealing a beautiful pair of rosy lips and tightly cropped blonde pubic hair. She lay on the bed in front of Becky with her legs open. Max aimed his cock into Becky's pussy as she began to kiss Laura's vagina. Max groaned as he felt the tightness of her vulva around his dick. He began to pump his meat into her as Laura moaned and whimpered from the pleasure she was receiving from her cousin. The combination of her sexy noises, the sight of the two girls and the glorious feelings in his dick, meant he was inevitably building to a tremendous climax. He built up his rhythm and speed, as Becky got wetter and wetter. Laura was herself getting ever closer to orgasm as Max squeezed Becky's butt cheeks together. Both girls were now cooing and whimpering as they each reached the peak of their pleasure. As he gave Becky a few final thrusts, he felt a sear of ecstasy through his groin and pulled out just in time for a load of semen to shoot out and splash across her ass. He pulled on himself as two more loads pumped out, making a pattern of little white beads spread out along her pink ass cheeks.

Max collapsed to his knees and the girls huddled together, Laura massaging his cum into Becky's ass.

'Hey, you're quite the stud aren't you!' Said Laura with a big dirty grin on her face. 

'How long you here for?' Asked Becky.

'Two nights was what I'd planned.'

'Ooh is that all?'

'Yes, I have to get back to my gardens, you see. This is just a quick break.'

'Oh OK. Well we can come back later if you like, when everyone has gone to bed. Mum's normally away by ten.' Added Laura.

'We will be in our pyjamas, if that's OK with you?' She continued.

'Fuck me.' Was all Max could say. The girls giggled and began to dress.

Schoolgirl Lust Ch. 02



Max was on the first day of a two day break. He had intended to just have a quiet couple of days by the coast. By the afternoon he had become involved with two sixth form schoolgirls. The two precocious cousins had wasted no time in reeling him in and enjoying a session of rampant sex. Max was 38 years old and had only ever dated girls his own age, within a few years, at any rate. Laura and Becky were eighteen and attended the local All Girls' School. Now they were coming back, later in the evening to carry on where they had left off. 

Max was feeling horny again, just contemplating it. He needed to take his mind off things, because he could feel himself getting worked up. He put on a clean shirt and went out into the warm evening air. He opted to take a different route from the afternoon and turned right along the road and followed it until he reached some allotments, where there was a little path into the dunes. There was a lot of over grown vegetation and he had to dodge stinging nettles and bramble bushes. The path eventually turned into a concrete track leading to a small life boat jetty. As he sat on the wall, three girls walked by. Two of them were wearing short, summery skirts and the other was clad in tight, red hot-pants. He guessed they were the same age as Laura and Becky. They might have even gone to the same school. The one in the hot-pants smiled as she passed. She was really pretty. 

Max sat and reflected on his feelings. He guessed all normal guys must watch girls her age, but when he had seen the girls earlier in their uniforms, coming out of school he had felt pangs of guilt. Now it seemed just a bit naughty. He couldn't quite reconcile why that was. He considered it for a minute. It was the uniform; it did something to them. His mind boggled by such dark thoughts, he continued on his walk, which after half a mile brought him to a long sea wall. At the far end he could see a pub by a small park. It wasn't one of the quiet country pubs he had wanted to drink in, but it would do. He bought a pint of beer and sat down. It was quiet inside. The music on the juke box was playing seventies music. It was a little cheesy. He looked around and realised that it was quite a run down place. The décor was tired and slightly grubby from years of smoke. Even though smoking was banned in pubs now, it had left its mark. The carpet was stained in places from many spilt drinks. He drained his glass and left. Maybe he would find a nice place in the morning. In spite of the rather unexpected twist in his mini holiday, he did at least want to keep some semblance of his agenda, while accommodating his two new friends.

The sun was hanging lazily above the horizon as he meandered though the quiet streets. He now felt hungry. He made his way into the town and found a small bistro, where he ordered tortilla chips with the usual dips. It wasn't like the proper ones he had eaten in Arizona the previous year, but they were OK. He didn't really have a huge appetite when on holiday but needed to keep his strength up for the girls. It wouldn't be right to embark on an evening of passion on an empty stomach. After a palate cleansing glass of water, Max paid his bill and had a steady walk back to his hotel. It was almost nine o'clock, so he switched on the TV to check the news and stripped down to his boxers. There was a bit of noise in the hotel, as people were either coming back in from a day out or were off for an evening in the clubs. The hotel wasn't full, but it was surprising how much noise a few people could make, banging doors and so on. 

Max caught up with the day's events on the TV. The news reader was a charming woman in her late thirties. He had a thing about news readers. They were kind of sophisticated and they seemed quite prim and proper, which he thought meant they were probably wild in bed. Max was like a cat on hot coals now. He kept looking at his watch, wondering if they would come - hoping they would still come. He was already aroused, his thoughts and memories of the afternoon fuelling his libido. The earlier encounter had been good - the best sex he could remember. Now he wanted more. He wondered how far he could let them take his desires. He fantasised of all the things he could get them to do. He had a pretty vivid imagination and with two willing schoolgirls he could see almost no limit to the pleasures that were available to him. 

It was just after ten and there was a quiet knock on his door. His heart missed a beat as he jumped off his bed and turned the handle. There they were, in two short, clingy night shirts. The blonde, blue-eyed Laura had a little pink pig on the front, while hazel-eyed Becky had one with a big picture of Winnie the pooh. He let them in and gazed at their pert, shapely butts through the night shirts, each like a pair of duck eggs in a hanky. They had pert, up tilted tits. Their nipples were visible, poking against the thin cotton garments. Max's cock was almost fully up and was making a bid for freedom through the gap in his boxers. Becky stepped forward and with a cheeky smile, pulled them to one side, so his dick popped through and sprung to attention. Both girls giggled and stood close, Laura placing an arm around Becky's shoulder. 

'Are you ready for some real fun then Mr Max?' Asked Laura sexily.

'Yeah you know it!'

'I bet you've been thinking about us all day haven't you?' Laura enquired.

'It's been hard not to.'

'OK, well now we're here, what do you want to do with us, we're all yours.' 

Max put an arm around each girl and kissed them in turn, feeling the warmth of their bodies, steaming with hot teenage lust. Then he stood behind them and fondled the girls through their night shirts, caressing their breasts; squeezing their bottoms and stroking their sexy mounds of love, which nestled closely under the fine cotton of their nightwear.

'Someone's feeling frisky.' Said Becky. 

'Hey Mr, we have two really hot little assholes, which are just aching to be licked, if that appeals.' Offered Laura.

Max licked his lips. The girls turned round and knelt on the bed. They slowly hitched up their night shirts, and revealed bit by bit, their pink, peachy butts. Max looked on with pleasure, drinking in the amazing sight of pert, sixth form ass. He knelt on the floor behind Becky and pushed his face between her cheeks. Her arse was wonderfully smooth and warm. He could smell the scent from her pussy as he rolled his tongue over her perineum and around her shapely bum. He began to breath heavily as he ate her ass, rolling the tip of his tongue over her tight little hole. Becky squirmed with the ticklish pleasure she was receiving. Max lifted her slightly by the hips and probed his tongue in to her now slightly puffy labia. She was already really wet, and Max greedily lapped up her juice, which was gradually oozing into his mouth as he went to work on her. When he had got his fill of Becky, he moved behind Laura and started on her sweet ass. As he did so, Becky sat on the floor with her back to the bed and took him into her mouth. 

He now had his face buried in Laura's ass, alternately licking her pussy and sucking inside her rosy-cheeked butt. Becky used her tongue to perfection around his glans and sucked him softly, prolonging his pleasure. When he came up for air he stood up and sat on the bed next to Laura. He stroked her long, golden locks, twisting the strands between his fingers. Laura winked at him and joined Becky between his legs and hungrily shared his dick with her. Becky licked his shaft and balls as Laura gently licked the tip of his cock, before taking him deeply. She could feel the throbbing of his pulse in her mouth, his erection full on to bursting point. He groaned with a tingling thrill of sensations as the schoolgirls took their fill of his swollen manhood, playing with him They would feel him get harder, close to orgasm and then they would ease off. Then they would build him up again and then hold back. At last they relented and each sat either side of him. 

Max kissed them both for a while, taking a breather from the intense sex fest. 

'What do you want us to do now Max?' Asked Laura.

'Hmmmm...come on Max.' Added Becky.

'Are you two really cousins?'

'Sure we are! Auntie Susie is Laura's Mum.' Confirmed Becky.

'Would you kiss each other, right in front of me here?'

'Hmmmmm, we love to kiss... that's no problem.' Said Laura.

The girls leant towards each other and just an inch from Max's face, gave each other a deep French kiss. Their lips and tongues sucked on each other's mouths with passion. Max's cock, just seemed to find an extra half inch from somewhere and was the hardest it had ever been. As the girls kissed he put his hands up Becky's night shirt and fondled her pert titties. He pinched her nipples slightly, which felt stiff to touch. He turned slightly and did the same with Laura's. Her breasts were a little fuller, but her nipples were also firm and erect. The girls parted and looked at Max, before each planting a soft wet kiss on his lips. 

They stood up and removed their shirts. This was the first time he had seen them naked. They stood together, Becky's arm around Laura's waist. 

'You want to fuck Laura now then Max? You've had me this afto, so only fair...'

Max stood up and turned Laura round, pushing her onto the bed. She got on all fours and within a couple of seconds, he was inside her. She was just as tight as her cousin. He held her hips and began to pound her quim, and knew he would have to cum all too soon. He was just so turned on; his dick aching with arousal and it would be a big one.

'Oh Laura, oh fuck - I'm gonna cum.'

'OK, well you can cum in my mouth, if you like!'

Max pulled out and Laura spun round. She sat on the edge of the bed as Max growled with orgasmic fulfilment. Shortly, load after load of spunk shot into her mouth. There were three, huge spurts of cum and it began to ooze out of the corners of her mouth as she closed her lips and swallowed every drop. Max was still coming and a few more watery drops fell on to her chin before he was done. Laura stood up and kissed him, sharing a little of his juice with him, which was on her lips. Max had never tasted his own jizz before. It was salty and slightly bitter. After he had cum, both girls sucked him dry and watched as his penis slowly dwindled to it's usual size. 

'I bet you'll sleep well tonight Max!' Said Becky.

'I will, I'm drained.'

'Would you like us to come back for some more games tomorrow? Asked Laura.

'That would be great, yes!'

'Mum's got no new guests tomorrow, so she's going to a friends house till about five. If you like, we can come straight from school and you can have us in our uniforms.'

'Oh Laura really - in your uniforms?!'

'If you like!'

'I can't think of anything better.'

'You can think up a scenario or something.' Said Becky. 'Pretend, we've been naughty and this is a special detention or something.'

'Hmm you're twisted!' Joked Max.

'Fun though, isn't it?!' Remarked Laura.

'Absolutely it is yes!'

The two girls gave Max a good night kiss and returned quietly to their rooms. Max fell on to his bed and drifted off to sleep, utterly sated.



Schoolgirl Lust Ch. 03



Max awoke on the Tuesday morning, feeling refreshed but aching slightly from his pursuits on the previous day. He had slept soundly after two sessions of rampant sex with the proprietress's eighteen year old daughter and niece. Max made himself a cup of tea as he dwelled on the events, which had unfolded. He had not been their first 'victim' apparently and they clearly enjoyed seducing men in the hotel, when the fancy took them. They were in the first flush of adulthood and wanted to experiment. There was nothing wrong with that. They chose their men carefully. Many a male guest came and left unmolested. Just occasionally a man like Max came along and they moved in. On this particular adventure, Max had presented them with a perfect opportunity, by being in the right place with his broken kettle while Laura's Mum was out. One thing had led to another, and now it seemed they were happy to cater for his every whim. 

He had forgotten how perfect, how soft and smooth eighteen year old girls' bodies were. He was almost forty and so it was more than twenty years since he had dated girls their age. He was certain he hadn't appreciated them then as he was doing now. Laura and Becky were young and delicious. Not a hint of cellulite; toned stomachs; gorgeously perky breasts and the pertest of pert butts. Now he couldn't wait for the afternoon and another session. He had planned to go back home today, but he might have to stay one more night while they were up for it. He was sure his gardening business could survive. He didn't think a similar opportunity was likely to raise its head any time soon. He needed to fill his boots.

He took breakfast at eight, just as the girls were making their way to school. They were in the hallway as he was about to enter the dining room. They exchanged a brief hello and a smile, but with Laura's Mum within earshot, nothing was mentioned of the previous evening's events. Max looked them up and down. Their uniform was so crisp and clean. Eighteen year olds in school uniform. It wasn't right. He gave them a wink as they went through the door. Laura made sure her Mum had gone back into the kitchen and made a figure 3 in the air with her finger and mouthed three-p-m. Then she blew Max a kiss and shut the door behind her. 

After breakfast Max looked at his map for some inspiration for the morning. He noticed a mark for an old working wind mill about ten miles away. He hadn't been in a wind mill since he was a kid and there were so few of them now, he thought it would be interesting. It was cloudier than the previous day, but still warm. He threw his rucksack in the trunk and set of for the mill. This part of the coast was flat and generally uninspiring, with the odd grain silo and mile after mile of wheat. He arrived at the village of Sanfleet, just as it was opening. There was a small car park, where there was one other car and a coach. As he was reading the sign outside the mill, the door to the coach opened. A woman in her mid forties got out. She had a spinsterish look about her and shouted in to the bus, with a high-pitched voice. As he watched, a procession of schoolgirls descended on to the car park. 

Max had tried to do something normal, in order to clear his head of any lecherous thoughts for a while and now they were pursuing them. The girls were all about the same age as Laura and Becky, but judging from their uniforms, were from a different school. These each had matching green blazers and short, pleated skirts. Each girl had long, knee high black socks. Just the sight of so many sixth formers began to get Max's pulse racing. He had always had a thing about schoolgirls. Like any normal guy he liked to take a glance at fit young women, but this trip had awakened some deeper, dark desires. 

The girls were shepherded towards the mill by the teacher. Max loitered around the information point, suddenly not sure what to do. A man in a white coat came out and spoke to the teacher and the party were shown into the old building. The mill-keeper, or whatever he was called approached Max.

'Good morning Sir. We don't get many tourists on week days. Hope you don't mind but we have to do these school trips. You're still welcome to come in though.'

Max thanked the man and went through the entrance after the last girl. There was about 10 - 15 of them standing in a loose huddle inside. A few of the girls glanced at Max, who suddenly felt a little awkward. He attempted to listen to the man's explanatory talk on the history of the mill, but found himself making secret little glances at the girls' white legs and those amazing black socks. After a few minutes the girls were invited to ascend a steep flight of steps into the second floor of the mill. Stephen followed. As he took the handle for safety he looked up and found he was staring straight up the last girl's skirt. Her booty was wiggling cheekily as she climbed the steps, her white panties almost lost in the crease of her ass. He reached the landing on the first floor and suddenly realised three of the girls had caught him looking up their friend's skirt as he had neared the top. He blushed bright red and tried to look away, but felt even more uneasy. A series of whispers and giggles spread out among the girls, but were quickly hushed by their teacher. Max was now unable to focus on anything as half the girls were clearly as interested in him as they were the mill man's tour. He received a reproachful look from the teacher as if he was the reason for the disquiet. Max returned a slightly embarrassed look of innocence, which probably cut no ice whatsoever with the stern-faced woman. After a completely uncomfortable 10 minutes, the group were ushered back down the steps. Max thanked the man briefly and rushed outside to get a lungful of air. He quenched his thirst from the bottle in his rucksack. His lips was pursed to take another sip, as his eye caught one of the girls, as she came out of the mill, followed by the rest of her class. The teacher informed them that they had twenty minutes free time as they dispersed into small groups to chat and share jokes. Max wandered off, round the back of the mill, where there was a stone shelter, like a sort of two yard high pen. From here he could see out along the long, flat county to the coast and watched a Kestrel hover for a while, before it stooped on to a vole or some such hapless creature. 

As this was happening, he heard a couple of girls' voices approaching from his left. He turned round and there was the girl, who he had inadvertently up skirted and one of her friends. They both had long, sandy-brown hair and the second girl in particular had a cheeky look about her, as if she was constantly planning some wicked prank. The first girl also looked mischievous, but this was combined with an indefinable sweetness.

'Oh hello girls.' Said Max, trying to sound mature and aloof.

'You get a good look in there then!' Said the cheeky one.

'Eh?'

'You know we have names for men like you!' She continued.

'Me? What names?'

'Perv!' Said the sweeter one. She said it with some malice, but was incongruously coupled with a broad grin.

'I'm not a perv. You mean in there, I'm sorry, it was the stairs and steep, well...'

'Oh so you admit you were looking up her skirt then?'

'Well, not looking exactly, just...it was.'

'I think you need to be taught a lesson...looking up girl's skirts. Humph!'

The two girls rounded on Max and herded him into the pen forcefully. He tried to resist, but they meant business. Before he knew what was happening the two schoolgirls had their hands all over him. One had her hand up his T-shirt, while the other was stroking the inside of his leg. 

'You wanna see up a girl's skirt?!' Said the cheeky-faced girl.

'What are you doing?' Said Max, hopelessly.

The girl slowly hitched up her skirt, until it was level with her waist. She had a smooth, round ass, her white panties half swallowed between her cheeks. The other girl was now vigorously rubbing Max's erection through his trousers. The first girl stepped back a little and pressed her ass against his bulging cock and began to rub against him. The sweet-looking girl stood to one side with her back to him and took his hand, guiding it up her skirt, until his fingers had found her swollen pussy lips, which were pressed firmly against her panties. She was getting damp. Max began to massage her pussy with two fingers as the other girl rubbed her ass against him with more and more vigour. Her bum was quivering as she rubbed against him. The friction in Max's pants was getting unbearable and as he rubbed the sweet girl's panties, his fingers suddenly slipped past the cotton and into her moist, warm pussy. The combination of this sensation and the other girl grinding on his cock, just blew Max away and with a stifled groan he exploded in his trousers. The girls stopped suddenly and squealed with delight as a dark patch of semen, was spreading across his groin.

Max was panting and almost close to collapse as the girls turned to each other and gave each other high fives.

'Sorted.' Said the cheeky one.

'Bye.' Said the sweeter one with a smile.

With that they turned and left him leaning against the wall of the hut.

Max was left feeling hot and breathless. He felt humiliated and at the same time full of adrenaline Yet he felt strangely frustrated by his latest encounter. He needed to sit down somewhere and chill for a while. But first he needed to change. He was still in an awful tacky mess down below. Fortunately, he had brought a pair of shorts with him. He drove a few miles towards the coast and parked along a rather bluff, desolate sea wall, which had been formed as a defence, with piles of roughly hewn boulders. The place had a lonely, desperate feel to it. There were no houses for at least a mile, just an old abandoned beach hut and a battered red sign, which read, 'Warning - no bathing.' However, the solitude of the spot was somehow therapeutic. After a good forty minutes of contemplation Max started his car up and drove to the pub he had seen. He had a refreshingly cool pint of beer. He was beginning to feel much better and was more relaxed now. He was looking forward to his latest rendezvous with Laura and Becky.

Max arrived back at his hotel at just after two. He took a quick shower and came down to sit on the seat at the front of the hotel. A few bees were buzzing around the lavender and hollyhocks. It was still warm, but there was a freshening sea breeze. Max closed his eyes and thought about the bizarre events of the morning. It was just a bit too much. He chuckled to himself. He should have been grateful! He continued to day dream and was almost in another world, when there was a tap on his shoulder. He opened his eyes and looked up to see his two young friends in front of him. 

'Hey Max!'

'Oh Hi Laura.'

'Hi Max.'

'Hiya Becky! So how are you two?'

'Oh fine.' Said Laura. We just finished with hockey practise, so we're all limbered up.'

Max's eyes lit up.

'You both play hockey?'

'Yeah!' 

Becky turned to Laura and laughed.

'Bet you would like to see us in our kit eh!' Said Laura.

'I love these ones.' He said, pointing to their grey, pleated skirts.

'Well, are you staying out here, or are you going to entertain us?'

Max stood up and gave them a cool smile.

The girls followed him into the hotel and up the one flight to his room. Laura pinched his bottom as he fumbled with the lock. Max was full of anticipation as he opened the door and the girls pushed him into the room; Becky forcing him against the wardrobe where she planted a huge kiss on his lips. It gradually became a slow lingering French kiss as Laura knelt down and stroked his cock through his shorts. She gradually eased his trunks down and took his hardness in her mouth. Max had now got his hand up Becky's skirt and was stroking the inside of her soft, firm thighs. His dick was pulsating as Laura gave him the most sensational blowjob. After just a minute, she could tell he was getting close, so she relented and stood up. Joining Becky, there began a session of three way kissing, all the while Max fondling and caressing the girls through their uniform. 

Becky was the first to break off and took Max's hand and guided him to the bed. Max sat down as the girls began to undress. They really put on a show for him as they removed their sixth former's gear bit by bit. Max could feel his blood pressure go sky high as they paused now and then, to exchange long girly kisses until they were down to their white socks, brassiere's and panties.

'Would you like to come and take the rest off?' Offered Becky.

Max was only too pleased to oblige and unhooked each bra strap to reveal two pair of mouth-watering breasts and irresistibly puffy areola. He planted kisses on each nipple, drooling saliva all over them. They were beautifully responsive and in no time were erect, like stiff little buttons. His penis twitching with his arousal, Max knelt down and rolled down their white school knickers. He instinctively sniffed their neatly trimmed pussys, drinking in their wondrous girly scent.

'What would be really good Max, would be for you to lie on the bed, while we take turns in riding your face.' Suggested Laura. The very idea was enough to set Max on fire and he jumped on the bed. Becky was the first to have a go. She faced away from him, so he could alternately dip his tongue into her pussy and lick her ass hole, while Laura slowly sucked on his pole. Becky's sex was hot and musky and Max just lay there and made a meal of her juicy snatch. The girls swapped round as Max could feel his loins aching; the spunk building up in his balls from the constant stimulation of lips on his cock and the taste of wet schoolgirl pussy. 

Laura and Becky were taking him to new levels of arousal. They were themselves filled with a feeling of elation, happy to give their man the sort of experience most can only dream of. Laura was making appreciative noises; little gasps and moans as Max was hitting all the right spots with his tongue. Becky broke off from her sucking and climbed on to his cock. She began to rock back and forth on his erection as she exchanged deep passionate kisses with her cousin. Becky could vary the speed and rhythm to maximise her own sensations, while bringing Max to the point of no return. Laura was beginning to feel the best orgasm of her life develop, almost in synchronicity with Becky's. The two girls were both breathing deeply, consumed with sexual fervour. Laura was writhing and wriggling on his face, as his tongue brought her to a shuddering climax, just as Becky tensed every muscle as spasms of orgasm shot through her young body. A second later Max unloaded his spunk into her vagina in a crescendo of carnal abandon. 

They lay together for a while, exchanging kisses and savouring the moment of euphoria from the orgasmic highs they had just had. They were sweaty and sexy from the wild romp and were utterly satisfied.

'Aah, you two are just fucking awesome!'

'That was the best yet Max.' 

'Yeah, great stamina mate! You need to get your tongue insured!' Complimented Laura.

'Ha ha, well I've always been good at cunnilingus. You've either got it or you haven't.'

'Hmmmm....Well you've got it!' Agreed Becky.

'Anyway, we better get changed, Mum could be home soon.'

'Shit, OK, don't want us getting caught - think I might get thrown out if she finds out I'm fucking her daughter and her niece.'

'I know. I don't know what she'd do. We'd get grounded for life!' 

'You going tomorrow though?' Said Becky forlornly.

'Well actually...I was going to see if I could have this room for another night.'

'Hey wicked!' 

'Yeah, that's good news. I want you to shag me again.' Said Hannah, grabbing his lunch box. 'I'm sure the room will be free until the weekend. 

'Big day for us Friday you know?' Said Becky.

'What, oh you leaving school?!'

'Yep, going out into the big bad world.'

'What will you do?'

'Well, I guess we'll take a gap year - maybe do some vineyard work in Provence and stuff before Uni.'

'You going together?'

'Hell yeah!'

The cousins hugged each other.

'Can't be without my Becky!' 

'Awww, you two really love each other don't you!'

'Course we do - except our parents don't know just how much!'

'Ha ha, no I expect they don't.'

There was a short silence and Laura's eyes lit up, as an idea popped into her head.

'Hey Max?'

'Yes?'

'You know tomorrow, do you want to come to the park over by Marine Parade, I have an idea.'

'Where's Marine Parade?'

'It's that bit between the shops and the sea!'

'Oh OK.'

'Wait by the end of our road at three PM and we'll go there together.'

'What's the plan?' Asked Becky.

'Ha ha, I'll tell you in a minute.'

The two girls gave Max a quick kiss and were gone.

Max was left wondering what he was in store for the next day, but whatever it was, it involved Laura and Becky and that could only mean one thing.