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School Days

By: leikanai



Please be kind, this is my very first submission. I know it is not great, but I would like any kind of constructive criticism. Thanks.:)

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I woke up this morning, feeling refreshed and ready for anything that came my way. I showered and dressed and drove to school in my red Mustang, a sign of my spoiled life. But yet, as I sat in traffic in front of my school, I thought about what I did not yet have. The one thing I most desired but could not get. 

My teacher, Michael, well, I never call him that, but in my mind, we are on a first name basis. I had had Michael my sophomore year in high school, for European history, advanced placement. The class was not difficult, but seeing him everyday and not making him mine was truly hard for me. I dreamt triple x dreams about this 39 year old, I envisioned him touching me in places that I had never let another touch. I saw him making love to me, and fucking me viciously. I heard the whispers of romance, and the name screaming of orgasm. I wrote about my teacher each night in my journal, hoping he would dream of me. And even last night, I wrote about him. After this long one might have thought I would get over him. But today, I feel different, I feel empowered. Maybe today will be my day. 

I am in his classroom early again, each and every day. I always make it a point to be the first one there. I smile when he comes back from the office, and I hike my short powder blue skirt up just a little. He does not notice at the moment, but, I will survive. Later, as he actually begins class and an interesting lecture, I slide down in my front row seat, spreading my knees apart, bunching up my skirt at the crotch. I follow him around the room, smiling hopefully, and flirting, hoping he will look down. And then, finally he does and his eyes dart straight back to my own. I smile, and spread my legs even more. He walks slowly, continuing his lecture, finally sitting down upon the edge of his desk. As he speaks, I do not hear his words, I only see his left hand in his pocket, his right twirling around the stem of his Golden Apple award, and his eyes continually lowering to look at my pink striped panties.

I leave his class with a smile on my lips, a slight dampness in my g-string, and an eagerness for our after school club. 

When I return to his classroom after school, I am the first to arrive. He smiles when I enter, and even more when I sit down in the same seat I had my tight ass in this morning. For another hour I wait, I wait for a moment to really be alone with Michael. As the other members leave, I move slowly, pretending to look for a paper. He is erasing the board as I bend down to re-tie my sneaker. 

Suddenly I feel a body right behind me, so close to my ass, so close to my waiting pussy. I stand up and turn around to find Michael, my 39 year old teacher, staring at me with something I had never seen before in his brown eyes. He grabs me by the waist and pulls me into his body, kissing me hard on the lips. As I stand there completely shocked, Michael releases me to lock the door. He returns to me and tells me I am beautiful.

*I love you Michael,* I say softly, wanting him to repeat the words to me.

He fulfills that first wish, and pushes me to his desk. I sit on the edge, the same way he had that morning, and unbuckle his leather belt. I look up, my fingers still working furiously to undo his pants, and he smiles at me knowingly.

*I don't want to hurt you, Anna.* As he tells me this, he pushes up my short skirt to reach my panties, and pulls the pink striped g-string to my ankles. And then I feel his hand, creeping up the inside of my thigh, underneath my skirt, I feel myself getting warm and moist for him.

While Michael explores my shaved virgin pussy, I pull out his cock, and feel it grow in my small hand. 

*Michael, I want you to fuck me.* I move my hips to the very edge of his desk, spreading my knees even further. He moves ever closer, pressing the tip of his cock to the wetness of my outer labia, teasing me as I had teased him for two years. He slides in the head of his cock, slowly, but easily, my pussy is just waiting for his entrance.

*I want you so much I don't care if it hurts, Michael!*

With that said, he kisses my neck, and shoves his long, hard cock into me, breaking me open, trying to stifle my scream of pain with his tongue in my mouth. But as the pain subsides, I feel so wonderfully filled and slide my ass back just a bit. He begins to draw back slowly, understanding the tightness of my vagina wont let him withdraw quickly. Michael begins a rhythm that builds in speed, and a little pulse inside me. I follow his movements and we are moving together as one, teacher and student, man and girl, kissing one another wildly, as if wanting more. Michaels efforts are not wasted, he stretches my pussy wider than my fingers had once explored. He is pushing into me so forcefully I feel the tip of his cock hitting my cervix, filling me completely, making me feel so much more loved. As he rams into me time after time, my body shakes and I release so much pent up sexual energy. Michael feels my warm juices running out onto my thighs and his cock, and soon his whole body jumps, and I feel the force of his cum into my pussy. His head droops onto my shoulder.

*Oh god, I love you.*

Still having his cock inside me, I whisper into his hair, *I will be yours forever. Will you teach me everything I want to know?*

Michael smiles and kisses me, and I feel him go hard again inside me. He picks me up, and sits down in his chair. I hold onto him around the neck, and lift my hips up, and slide slowly down his rock hard shaft. Im so wet with a mixture of our cum that I have a hard time moving my body up and off his cock. He wraps his arms around my waist, holding me to his body. I begin to slide myself up and down, squeezing my vagina tightly around him. Michael runs his hand down my ass crack, then up around my thigh, to finally stop at my clit. I am still wiggling around on his lap, while he rubs my slick, wet clit, pinching it, and massaging me to another orgasm. I ride him faster and faster, soon he shoots his seed into me, our position causes it to run out of my pussy onto his balls. We sit in his chair, our breath returning to normal, my body still part of his. 

*Was I good, Michael?* 

I smile at him, gently rubbing the back of his neck with one hand while my other hand swirls our cum together. I wait for him to answer, but stick my wet finger into his mouth. He licks my finger, and says I am the best he's ever had. I lift myself off his cock, and lean over him to unbutton his white shirt. I notice a large scar on his collarbone, and rub it slightly, Michael reaches around to the back of my thigh and trails his hand up and down. I continue to unbutton his shirt and run my hands over his chest. 

And then I hear running footsteps, coming closer and closer. I jump up and stare at Michael. He pushes me away, towards his office, while he puts himself back into his pants, and fixing the shirt I had just undone, he strides over to the windows, and peeks through the closed blinds. I see a figure running past the room, and out of sight. Michael breathes again and replaces the blind. I run to him and he holds me close, my head resting on his chest. Michael looks down at me while I look up to him and he kisses me slowly, pressing his tongue into my mouth, playing with my own tongue.

*Will I see you tomorrow?* I ask, concern in my voice.

*Yes, I will be here, Anna. But I don't know if we should ever do this again here.*

*Will you take me to your house? I want to be with you forever.*

*Yes, Anna. You should go home now. Call me tonight,* he says, as he writes down his phone numbers for me. 

I rearrange my clothing and pick up my binder and purse. I see my panties on the floor at the corner of his desk and pick them up. He follows me closely, and as I turn around to say goodbye, I shove my g-string in his pocket, and kiss him hard on the lips. Then I am out the door, laughing to myself, running to my Mustang.

School Days



Here is one of my most erotic s/m fantasies that some day I hope to act out in real life. I hope you like it :) 

This is a story straight from my imagination. Any correlation between the players in this story and actual people is purely coincidence. This story may not be duplicated or re-posted on another website or in any medium without the written consent of the author.

Enjoy J

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I am an 18-year-old High School girl, attending a private school. My uniform should be a pristine white blouse, blue tie, blue plaid skirt, white knee socks, black paten leather shoes, and the proper undergarments...i.e...White bra and matching panties. 

One day, I get sent to the Head Masters office for talking in class again. 

*Knock, Knock* 

"Come in" 

"Yes Miss Gallagher, what brings you to My office today?" says the Head Master. 

"I have been sent here for talking again Head Master" I bow my head submissively and with respect.

"Again??? Did you not learn the last time Miss Gallagher?"

"But Head Master, Mary wanted to hear about my date last night and I did not hear the bell Head Master" 

"That is No excuse young lady, now assume the position over the spanking horse" 

I move to bend over the "spanking horse". A horse that looks like something a gymnast would use. Made of black leather with a strap laying length wise, attached to the center, for holding down the most unruly student. And small restraints to tie the legs and hands to, if needed. 

The Head Master goes to the closet to get his paddle and comes back to me raising my skirt to find that I am not wearing any panties. He gasps. 

"Stand up young lady! Where are your panties?!?"

"I was running late today Head Master and umm forgot to put them on Head Master" 

"You forgot??? I don't think so! I think you are one of my little slut students! Aren't you?" 

I bow my head "no Head Master" 

"Yes you are! Else you would have remembered to put on your panties! I'll just bet you are not wearing a bra either, isn't that so?" 

"No Head Master, I am not wearing a bra either Head Master" 

"Well you know what this means, don't you?" 

"Yes Head Master, the tools for sluts and whores are to be used for my punishment Head Master"

"List what those tools are, little slut!" 

"First you will strip me naked. Then you will place the disciplinary collar on me. You will put tight clamps on my nipples and tie me face down to the punishment horse and hook a chain from the clamps on my nipples to the wall Head Master" 

”Go on!" 

"The rest you will decide after I have been strapped to the horse with my feet tied far apart so you have full access to all my private parts Head Master" 

"That's right young lady!" He reaches up and removes my tie, blouse and skirt. He sees that I have shaved my pussy and smiles a little, feeling his cock stiffen in his pants. He tells me to take off my shoes and socks and to assume the position for the collar. 

I kneel at his feet with my head down as the wide disciplinary collar is attached to my neck. I bend over the spanking horse and he ties my hands to the horse on one side with tight leather cuffs. Then does the same with my ankles, so that I am in a spread and bending position. 

Head Master then goes to his closet and gets the rest of his "Tools" 

He first paddles my bare ass ten times. Then runs his hand over it to feel the heat. His fingers graze my shaved pussy and finds them damp. He slides a finger into my wet pussy and says "You are a slut aren't you? You are already wet from that spanking." 

"Now I am going to do what all sluts like for me to do" Head Master takes up a medium size butt plug and places it in front of my face saying "Do you know where this goes young lady?" 

"Yes Head Master" I whimper pathetically. He inserts a small tube in my ass telling me that it is to lubricate me and make the plug slide in better. Next he takes the plug and presses it to my anus telling me to relax and take my punishment like a good girl. 

He reaches around me with his other hand and starts to play with my wet clit. By this time I am so excited I am wiggling my behind against his hand. Once the plug is deep in my ass he takes a special strap made to hold the plug in and still allow access to my pussy. He spanks me ten more times. 

I am now in tears begging forgiveness, only to be informed "There is only one way for you to be forgiven, little slut. Do you know what that is?" 

"No Head Master, but what ever it is I shall do it willingly Head Master!" 

"First you satisfy my cock with your mouth, then your pussy, and if my cock has not been satisfied by then...your tight ass.... WHACK!" 

"Yes Head Master" tears running down my face as I say this. He moves to stand in front of me, taking the chain that is on my nipples and holding it tightly tugging it as he slides his cock into my warm wet mouth. His cock in my mouth, he begins to work it in and out slowly at first. 

I swirl my tongue all over the head and shaft, tasting his smooth salty skin. Head Master reaches over me to spank my ass more while he fucks my mouth with his thick cock. Head Master stops fucking my mouth and moves to stand behind me. 

He picks up leather riding crop and starts to lightly smack my pussy with it. My hips bounce as I flinch at each hit. He reaches out to touch my very wet pussy and picks up a vibrator and rubs it against my lips, pressing hard so I feel it against my clit. 

Head Master pushes the vibrator deep into my pussy and turns it on high. He picks up the crop again and spanks my already red ass while he slides the vibrator in and out of my pussy, fucking me hard and fast.

Head Master lays the crop down and grabs hold of the strap holding the plug in my ass and tugs it hard so that I feel I am being fucked at both ends. Head Master takes the vibrator out of my pussy and very quickly and in one smooth thrust, pushes in his thick cock and starts fucking me. 

Head Master releases the strap holding me down and spanks my ass with his hands, hitting both cheeks at once. I feel his hard cock slamming into me and his balls slapping against my red and sore clit. I clench my pussy muscles and let him ride me, crying out each time his hands land on my very red and hot ass. 

As I feel his cock sliding in and out of me I begin the spiral into ecstasy as my orgasm starts. I feel Head Masters cock begin to stiffen and I fell his own release starting. He pumps into me hard and fast, fucking me faster and harder, driving his cock deep in me. 

One final thrust and Head Master screams his own release. Head Master releases my hands and feet, stands me up tells me to dress. Before I place my skirt on I look at the Head Master, 

"Are you going to take the plug out of my butt and this strap off Head Master?" 

"Put your skirt and these panties on young lady. You will return here after your last class of the day. I will think about removing them at That time. Now move!" 

He tosses me the panties and I finish dressing "Yes Head Master" I say with tears streaming down my cheeks, and go back to class. 

The End



School Days



It was late afternoon when I drove past the public school in Pittsburgh, PA where I spent my early years. For nostalgia's sake, I stopped to see if any of my old teachers were still there. I found the doors open, so I walked inside through the corridors I recalled so well.

I walked the old, familiar hallways of the first and second floor, but the building seemed deserted. I went down to the basement and came out across from the shop classroom where Mr. Coree taught. I walked in, and there he was. Mr. Coree came from Haiti, wore his hair in braids, and he had the blackest skin I'd ever seen. As I looked at him sitting at his desk, I realized he hadn't changed much. He still wore the braids, but his hair was now a little gray.

"Hi, Mr. Coree," I said, walking toward the front of the classroom, "remember me?"

He looked up and said, "I know I should, just let me think a moment."

His eyes roamed my body from top to bottom, taking in my blond hair and my see through tank top that showed off my 40 inch tits and red nipples. His eye lingered at my mini skirt, which showed all of my legs, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. He smiled and nodded his approval.

"I'm Vicky Evans, Mr. Coree, don't you remember. I was in your class when I was 10 years old."

"Little Vicky Evans, of course. My you have grown." He took my tiny, white hands in his coal black ones and I noticed their size and strength. "What are you doing here at the old school?"

"I was driving by and thought I'd stop in and see if you were around and say hi."

"So you came back to see your old teacher, huh?"

"Yea," I said, smiling at him.

"Then have a seat and let's talk."

I looked at the student's desks, and he said, "No, not there, Vicky." He stepped forward and gripped my waist in his hands, then lifted me onto the edge of his desk. I wiggled back so I could sit comfortably. I saw Mr. Coree staring up my skirt, and since I don't wear panties, I knew he was getting an eyeful of my love patch. A huge bulge formed in his pants and it turned me on that my old teacher was getting a hard on over me. I spread my legs wider and gave him a big grin.

He stepped between my legs and slipped his big, black hands over my knees, sliding them along the inside of my thighs till his wrists bumped against the bottom of my skirt. My nipples grew hard as his thumbs tickled my pussy hair.

He grinned at me and said, "What have you been doing all these years, Vicky."

"I got married, but now I'm divorced. My ex said I just wanted to have fun not be married."

"If I remember right, Vicky Evans just wanted to have fun in my class. That's why I used to have to paddle you all the time, remember?"

"Boy, do I, Mr. Coree. Say, you still got the old butt buster you paddled me with?"

"I still got it, and I still use it on my students. I used that old butt buster on your butt just about every day. I thought you liked it."

"I did. I was the big shit in class cause you whipped my ass every day."

Mr. Coree pressed tight between my legs, keeping them spread apart. I folded my hands in my lap, pressing them against the bulge in his pants. I rubbed his hard dick while he tickled my cunt hair.

"Maybe you need your ass whipped once more, Vicky," he said.

"I'm a little old for you to spank me ain't I, Mr. Coree?"

"Don't argue with your teacher," he said, as he pulled my hands and stepped back, sliding me off the desk. "I do it a little different for a big girl like you. Take off your clothes."

"Yes, sir," I said, grinning up at him. All those years as a student taught me to obey the teacher. I pulled off my tank top and my 40 inch creamy, white melons popped free. He stared wide-eyed at my cherry red nipples, already growing hard for him. I unsnapped and unzipped my skirt, dropping it to the floor and revealing my patch of pussy hair he'd been playing with. I slipped off my shoes and stood on display for him.

He slipped his hands over my tits and squeezed and teased them saying, "I'm going to bust your butt, Vicky."

Holding my hands, he turned me around and stretched me face down across the top of his desk. I gripped the edge of the desk like we did as kids, only now there was something new. There were leather straps with Velcro fasteners attached to the desk corners. He wrapped them around my wrists, and then locked them with the Velcro. I heard the sound of a zipper and then a desk drawer opened and closed. When he walked back to where my head was, I looked up and saw he was naked with a big hard on. His black dick was at least 10 inches long and thick. It was the biggest I'd ever seen up close.

"Wow, Mr. Coree," I said, "you got one big, black cock." 

I looked up and saw he was holding the butt buster, a black, leather strap 5 inches wide and 18 inches long. He leaned over me, letting the cold leather lightly slap my bare ass and pressing his dick against my face. I rubbed my face on his dick, licking it up and down with my tongue. I was so horny I would've begged him to whip and fuck me.

He climbed on the desk, sitting on my outstretched hands. He grabbed my blond hair and shoved my face into his crotch. Suddenly, I felt the sharp sting of the leather crack across my bare ass. I gasped, and Mr. Coree rammed his big, black cock deep into my mouth. He wiggled forward, forcing my head back till it couldn't go any further, then pulled my hair and head forward, driving his cock down my throat. I thought I would choke, but I loved it.

Mr. Coree went to work with the butt buster. Crack after crack lashed across my buttocks as I felt the sting then the heat in my ass. I screamed, but his huge dick stuffed down my throat muffled the sound. Every time I screamed my cheeks and tongue wiggled against his dick, and I felt it grow harder and thrust faster. I was giving Mr. Coree a blowjob by screaming.

"Suck my black dick, Vicky," he said, cracking me over and over with the butt buster. I kicked the air with my legs and feet each time he slapped me. I looked like a little white fish with Mr. Coree's big, black hook caught in my mouth. I couldn't go forward or back, I just wiggled and loved it all.

The butt buster's cold leather set fire to my bare skin, as he whipped me faster. I screamed and kicked my feet through the air till I finally tasted the first salty drops of cum in my mouth. I shook my head back and forth from the pain as he pounded my ass faster and harder. Finally, Mr. Coree's cum gushed out of his black dick into my mouth and down my throat. I couldn't swallow it fast enough as it filled up my throat and mouth then spilled out over my lips. I gagged as I gulped gobs of it down. Finally his cock quit spitting jism, and I felt it soften and grow small. I swallowed the last mouthful of Mr. Coree's love juice, as he pulled his limp prick out of my mouth. He climbed down and looked at me. "How did you like the feel of the butt buster, Vicky?"

"I loved it, Mr. Coree."

"Good. Now I'll show you the new things I got since you were my student."

He walked behind me and I heard a drawer open and close. I moaned when his hands spread my ass cheeks. He inserted a tube up my ass, and I felt a cool jelly ooze up inside me. He came around in front and lifted my head up by my hair. He pushed his soft prick against my lips and said, "Suck it up hard, Vicky."

I sucked his dick into my mouth and licked it all over with my tongue. In minutes he was hard and pounding my head up and down on all 10 inches of black meat. He pulled his dick from my mouth and disappeared from my sight. I felt the cheeks of my ass spread, and the head of his dick pressed against my ass hole.

"Push, Vicky," he said, "spread your asshole."

I pushed hard and suddenly his dickhead popped inside my asshole. I shouted, as he pumped and pushed, driving his black dick deep inside my white ass. He pumped my asshole furiously as I again kicked the air with my legs and feet, feeling like the insides of my ass would pull out. He grabbed my huge tits, pulling them backward and using them as handles while he pumped my ass. Finally, I felt his cock spew cum inside me, filling my ass with his love juice.

He finished hosing me and wriggled his cock out of my asshole. My sphincter muscle stretched wide and hurt, but I felt great. Mr. Coree walked around and smiled down at me.

"That's my Haitian fanny fucker," he said, "How'd you like that?"

"It was great, Mr. Coree."

He undid my wrists, then rolled me over onto my back and strapped my hands again. He climbed up and sat on my belly, then pushed his wet dick between my tits, and crushed them around it. He rubbed my big, white tits around his black cock, cleaning and drying it. It quickly grew hard and I raised my head, kissing his purple cockhead, as he tit fucked me. As he pumped faster, I opened my mouth and sucked his dick inside. I gagged from a slight taste of the chocolate road it traveled a short time ago, but the taste quickly evaporated as I sucked harder on his black prick.

Mr. Coree let go of my tits and pulled back. His dick jumped out of my mouth with a loud popping sound. He climbed off then stepped between my legs, and I felt his huge prick pressing against my love mound.

"Oh yea, Mr. Coree, please fuck me hard."

"Now, Vicky, I'm going to give you my Haitian pussy pounder."

He shoved his dick deep into my love hole. I kicked my legs out to the sides as I felt his cock inside me. He grabbed my bare ass with his fingers, squeezing hard and making me scream. Holding onto my ass, he slammed all 10 inches of his cock into my pussy. He fucked me slowly, moving his dick around inside me and I loved it. I wrapped my white legs around his black ass and tried to pull him further inside me.

Mr. Coree watched my tits flop back and forth as he pounded his cock into me. He picked up a ruler from the desk and cracked the flat side across my left nipple. I screamed as he cracked my right nipple, then he grinned at me as I screamed again. He beat my tits with the ruler smacking my huge melons on the sides, the bottoms, and the tops and across the nipples. He whipped my tits faster and harder, leaving red marks and welts where the ruler landed.

I screamed and cried at the same time, begging him to stop but not wanting him to. My tits turned a fire red from the beating. At last he dropped the ruler and grabbed my sore, aching boobs in his hands. He squeezed tight, as he pulled and stretched them, lifting with all his strength. He stretched my tits almost twice their size, as I screamed in pain, feeling like my tits would rip off my body.

I went wild as I felt his huge, black cock fill my small, white pussy and the terrible pain as he squeezed and stretched my tits. Finally I felt his cock explode inside me and his warm cum burst out and splattered my cunt walls. He pounded harder and harder, emptying his hose into my love hole. At last he slowed and let go of my tits. I panted like an animal, as Mr. Coree ground his body between my legs, leaving the last drops of his jism inside me. Finally, he pulled his limp prick from my pussy.

I lay exhausted. I heard a drawer open and water running, and then Mr. Coree appeared beside me with a self-inking stamp pad, a bottle of clear liquid and a cup of hot water. He put the bottle in the water, and then sat beside me.

"Know what this is, Vicky?" he asked.

"No, sir."

"It's a stamp that says Property of Mr. Coree, Haitian Headman, and I put it on all my property. The bottle heating in the hot water is a sealer. If I stamp something and put hot sealer on it then nothing can take the ink stamp off. It's sort of like branding a cow, only I'm going to brand Vicky Evans body."

I stared up at him wide eyed as he lifted my left tit. He pressed the self-inking stamp pad against the bottom of my tit, then pushed, driving it into my flesh. Next, he took the brush from the hot sealer and spread it over the ink on my boob. I squirmed from the heat. A small square with the words "Property of Mr. Coree, Haitian Headman" were stamped and sealed on the bottom of my huge, white melon. Next, he stamped and sealed the top of my other tit. Then he rolled the lower half of my body over and repeated the inking and sealing on the bottom of both my ass cheeks. He rolled me back over and put down the inkpad. He took a pair of scissors out of his desk drawer and cut off all my pussy hair. Dropping the scissors, he picked up an electric razor and shaved off the last of my pussy hair down to bare skin. He placed the stamp pad across the top of my love mound and pressed hard. Then he placed it across the bottom of my pussy.

"Please don't, Mr. Coree," I pleaded.

He grinned at me as he pushed hard, stamping my white flesh, then spread the hot sealer over both marks. The top and bottom of my pussy were now stamped. I had his brand on me. He climbed up and sat on my tits, letting his wet cock and balls lay across my face.

"Remember how you used to make fun of me cause my hair was braided, and I was from Haiti?"

"Yes, Mr. Coree."

"Now every time a man sees your naked white body, he's going to see my brands and know you're used and owned by a Haitian. How many white cocks you think your going to get now, Vicky?"

"None sir."

"Your math is good, cause none is right. You belong to me now; you're my property. And that, Vicky, is the Haitian Humiliation. Don't you just love it?"

"Yes I do, Mr. Coree, I love it."

"Good. We're done for tonight," he said, releasing my hands and pulling me upright.

I sat on the desk, exhausted and sweating. Finally, I raised my head and said, "Will you whip me and fuck me again, Mr. Coree. Please?"

"I got something better for you, Vicky. I teach a class on Tuesday and Thursday night. Each class has about 20 young men in it, all gang members. From now on every Tuesday and Thursday you're going to come here after class, about 7:30, and we're going to teach those young men how to use the butt buster, their fanny fuckers and their pussy pounders on you. You'd like that, wouldn't you, Vicky?"

"Yes sir," I said. "That kind of makes me a teacher, don't it?"

"No, Vicky," he said, lifting up my stamped tit where I could see it, "I'm the teacher and those young men are the students. You're just a piece of property the teacher and students’ use. And I'll get good use out of this property. Now you can go."

I got down off the desk, picked up my clothes and walked to the door

"Vicky Evans," Mr. Coree shouted, "bend over."

I bent over close to the floor, then jumped and screamed as I felt the crack of his hand across my bare flesh.

"That's how I like my property to be, Ms Evans, obedient. You can go now, and be on time Tuesday."

"Yes sir, Mr. Coree," I said, as I scooped my clothes up once more and headed out the door. I knew I'd be on time Tuesday, and Thursday and every week after that. I couldn't wait to start going back to school with Mr. Coree as my teacher.



School Days



Prologue

Erin threw her head back against the pillow and closed her eyes. She concentrated entirely on the sensation of the mouth on her breast. She felt lips on her skin, a tongue on her nipple and teeth gently nipping at her. Moisture built up around her nipple and warm air from the mouth fought against the cool air of the room.

Each time the tongue hit her skin Erin felt a twinge in her pussy. Tender fingers caressing the bottom and sides of her breast increased her desire even more. She arched her back, forcing more of her breast into the mouth.

Erin felt lips moving to her other breast and the sensations began all over again. She felt the body above her pressing down. Their legs intertwined. Skin rubbed against skin.

She felt a tongue sliding across her stomach. Fingers moved down both sides of her rib cage until resting on her hips. The tongue stopped just to the side of her clit, teasing her with long strokes.

Erin squirmed, anxious for the tongue and lips to embrace her clit but wishing she could extend her pleasure forever. She spread her legs. The tongue moved lower until it could lick the lips surrounding her pussy.

Erin raised her hips off the bed. She felt nothing for an agonizing few seconds, then hair lightly encircled her clit just before the tongue touched her. Prior to today, she had never felt anything like this before. Now she never wanted it to end.

Erin moaned and clutched at the sheets with both fists. She pulled at the linen as the tongue began to lick her clit over and over. With long, even strokes the tongue moved up; then she felt nothing; then up again.

When she thought it couldn't get any better, lips wrapped around her clit and sucked on it. Erin lifted her legs and draped them over the back of the person eating her pussy.

Just as she was about to cum, Erin felt the tongue stab at the entrance to her cunt. Seconds later, it was buried deep inside her. Erin pushed up against the mouth on her pussy. She felt hands on her ass.

Finally, she had to cum.

"Oh, God, Courtney. Yes. Yesssss."

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Erin and Courtney

Everybody has their favorite time of year. For some, it's Christmas. Or Thanksgiving. Or Easter.

Erin Mills loves the last week in August. That's when school starts. That means her two young children are out of her hair, out of the house and out of sight.

It means peace and quiet.

Erin, 31, loves her kids. This year she has a third grader and a first grader. She'll walk two blocks to the bus stop and meet them when they get off school. She'll play with them the rest of the day. And feed them. And get them ready for bed.

But from the time the kids leave the house in the morning until they return, the day is hers. Finally. After the endless summer, the day is hers.

Erin is an exceptionally attractive woman with perfectly styled dark blonde hair. Being married to a corporate executive almost fifteen years older than her has provided the wealth necessary to exempt her from working. That, in turn, provides her with the time necessary to work out and keep her perfect body in shape.

All in all, Erin has it pretty good.

Courtney Taylor lives one block away from Erin. She has a second grader who rides the same bus as the Mills kids. Courtney first met Erin last year at the bus stop. They talk while at the stop, but rarely see each other any other time.

Courtney is 34, rather small, and the type of woman who you might not look at twice. But, at the same time, people come away from her thinking, "What is it about her that makes her so striking?" When they see her again they realize it's her remarkable grey eyes. In contrast to Courtney's conservative brunette hair and outfits, her eyes tend to penetrate and captivate.

Courtney, widowed when her Marine husband was killed in the Middle East, is between jobs. She admits to still being a little depressed over the loss of the only man she'd known since high school. So her conversations with the exuberant Erin have always made her feel better, at least for the short time they talk. This year Courtney decided to try to build on the friendship.

Little did Courtney know that Erin was perhaps more in need of someone than even herself.

*

The Invitation

It was during the second week of school that Courtney talked to Erin at the bus stop and invited her over the next day for lunch. Erin's initial thought was to think of an excuse not to have to go. She wasn't the type of woman who liked unscheduled appointments to pop up. But, she found herself agreeing, not knowing exactly why she did it.

Courtney was probably a little more anxious over the lunch "date" than Erin, mainly because she had always known she lived in the least expensive and spacious of the very expensive homes in the neighborhood. She liked her house, but figured it would seem like a cottage to Erin.

So she spent considerable time the next morning cleaning her cottage. If she was lucky, she thought, they'd only be in two rooms at the most anyway.

Erin, for her part, was more anxious about her ability to keep an interesting conversation going with her friend. Despite being the more energetic of the two, Erin found their chats at the bus stop starting to wind down after about ten minutes. She figured if nothing else they had kids to talk about.

Both of them dressed comfortably as it was a warm day—shorts and short sleeve shirts. Erin wore a standard t-shirt while Courtney went with a sleeveless blouse. If Erin spent more than a few seconds in front of a mirror...which she always did...it would be longer than Courtney.

A few minutes past noon Erin made the short walk to Courtney's house.

*

Lunch at Courtney's

Courtney graciously welcomed the other woman and led her down the center hallway of the house to her kitchen. Along the way, Erin commented sincerely on the openness and brightness of the house. Yes, it was considerably smaller than her own, but it certainly wasn't a dump.

They sat in the eating area of the big kitchen and talked while Courtney prepared the lunch. Before long both women felt much more comfortable and the discussion became more relaxed. It started out, as Erin expected, centered around their kids. But as Courtney put out the food and they began to eat, many different topics were discussed.

When they finished eating and moved into the family room, Erin noticed pictures of a man in uniform she assumed was Courtney's husband. She hesitantly asked about it and was surprised to find how open Courtney was about discussing the man and his death.

Erin admired the other woman's strength, but sensed a considerable pain deep inside her: not over the manner in which her husband died but in the loneliness created by the death.

In spite of being a few years younger—in fact, neither of the women knew the exact age of the other, but both sensed Courtney was older—Erin began to feel protective of her friend, as an older sister would protect a younger one. This sentiment grew during the two-plus hours they were together.

Courtney, on the other hand, had a harder time pinning down what she believed was a partially hidden sadness, or emptiness, in Erin. The only thing that was said that seemed to give any indication at all was a veiled reference to the fact Erin's husband was gone more than he was home. Courtney wondered to herself why any man would want to spend ANY time away from this gorgeous female.

As time neared for their kids to get home, they decided to walk to the bus stop together. They parted after the kids arrived with Erin promising to call Courtney so they could meet again at her house. Courtney was glad to hear Erin would even consider it, but wondered if it would ever happen.

Both women thought often about the lunch and conversation during the next day and a half. Separately, they determined they wanted the friendship to develop for amazingly similar reasons.

*

Lunch at Erin's

It was two days after the first lunch that Erin called her friend and invited her over for lunch the following day. Courtney eagerly accepted. She was even more pleased when Erin suggested she bring a bathing suit so they could cool off in the Mills' hot tub and pool. It was hot enough that Courtney set aside the insecurity she had over her body, especially next to Erin's.

Courtney ended up wearing the suit under her clothes. It was a brightly patterned two piece suit, the top of which was plainly visible under her white shirt. She figured the pattern would somehow hide the fact her breasts were average and hips were too full...or so she thought. The reality was that Courtney was one of those unusual cases where she looked better the less she wore. Her curves were subtle and showed up best in underwear or bathing suits...or naked.

The women ate and talked leisurely, slowly drinking wine and eventually taking a tour of Erin's house. It was, in fact, even better than Courtney had imagined. She speculated to herself whether two kids actually lived in the beautiful home. Every room was spotless and immaculately furnished.

When they arrived at the patio/pool/hot tub area, Erin suggested she change into her suit so they could swim. Courtney agreed to take the wine out to the pool and wait for her there.

It didn't surprise Courtney in the least that Erin looked stunning in her bikini. Her full breasts heaved against her top, spilling out to form an inviting cleavage. The bottom of the suit clung tightly to her flawless hips.

"Wow," Courtney exclaimed. "You look great. You've obviously been out more this summer than me."

"Well, come on. Get down to your suit so we can work on your tan," Erin said with a smile.

Courtney took off her shirt and shorts and received obligatory compliments from Erin. She didn't take them seriously, but they sounded sincere.

Erin effortlessly dove into the pool and urged Courtney to join her. Once in the water, they both swam a couple laps, Courtney proving to be the stronger swimmer of the two. She admitted to having been on her high school swimming team, but never took it any more seriously than that.

Perhaps because of the wine or the heat, or both, they tired rapidly and agreed to sit for a while by the pool. The entire back yard of the house was isolated from view of any neighbors, from what Courtney could tell. Nothing but woods surrounded the patio and pool on three sides.

Thus, it didn't come as a total shock when Erin suggested a few moments later that they go topless. Still, Courtney was a little shy.

"C,mon. How many opportunities do you have to get a full tan like this?" Erin asked.

Courtney answered "Never" and caught herself staring at Erin's youthful body, thinking about it briefly without a top. Then she thought of her own pathetic form and seriously considered rejecting the offer.

But while she thought, Erin acted--slowly removing her top and laying it at the side of her lounge chair. Her breasts were even more magnificent than Courtney imagined them to be. Erin's nipples barely stood out from the bronze skin surrounding them, but blended in with the breasts' ideal size and shape.

Now she couldn't refuse and Courtney, too, took off her top. Her breasts were not shameful in any regard, but were clearly a size smaller than Erin's. Courtney grinned as she leaned back in her chair, commenting on the wonderful warmth of the sun.

They were silent for a moment before starting another exchange of chatter. It wasn't all that long before Courtney was able to look at her friend without a sense of voyeurism. Likewise, Erin was quick to appreciate the natural beauty of Courtney's somewhat pale body.

The wine flowed freely in the heat of the early afternoon. Perhaps Courtney needed it as a tranquilizer. If so, it was working.

*

The Hot Tub

After spending a short time tanning their backs (much to the delight of Courtney), the women—and wine—moved over to the hot tub. Erin invited her guest to climb in first, watching as Courtney gingerly stepped into the bubbling water. The host quickly followed, finding a seat close to Courtney in the four-person tub. Their legs touched as they settled in place and water churned up to their necks.

"This is so nice," Courtney sighed. "I'd be using this every day."

"I do most days. It's nice not being alone this time." Erin spoke as though she was going to continue, but cut herself off.

Courtney noticed the abrupt end and looked at Erin. For the first time during the day, the woman's unhappiness was clearly evident.

"Then I'm glad you invited me over," Courtney said.

"Me, too."

Erin looked at the water. "Do you ever get lonely, Courtney?"

"All the time," Courtney replied. "But I've got Jill."

Erin smiled. "I would die without my kids. But I need a grown-up, too."

It was too obvious and awkward for Courtney to ask about Erin's husband. She felt she didn't want to go there this early in their friendship. But Erin was about to go much farther, much faster.

Erin stretched her leg until making contact with Courtney's again. Then touched the other woman's arm by her wrist under the water.

"Courtney, I really appreciate you coming over today."

"Thanks for inviting me," Courtney said with a nervous smile. "This is great."

Erin moved her hand up Courtney's arm, onto the shoulder of the reclining woman next to her. Erin leaned over and quickly...fearlessly...lightly kissed Courtney on the lips.

To both women's surprise, Courtney accepted the kiss and lingered on Erin's lips, faintly touching them with her tongue. Erin reciprocated by opening her mouth and touching Courtney's tongue with her own. Erin felt her breast contact Courtney's skin.

Erin backed off a little bit and let her hand slide onto Courtney's chest. An inch or two under the water line she touched the side of Courtney's breast. They were looking at each other, Erin enthralled by Courtney's spectacular eyes in the bright sun. She cupped the other woman's breast in her hand.

Courtney wanted to say "No." But the moment Erin's fingers closed over her nipple and began squeezing, she knew she couldn't. When Erin heard her moan, she lowered her head and kissed Courtney again.

This time it was a passionate kiss that lasted many, many seconds. Erin gripped Courtney's breast more firmly and pressed it down onto the woman's body, kneading it forcefully. Courtney squirmed under the water.

That's when Erin decided she couldn't resist. She put her hand under Courtney's back and raised her enough that the breast was above water. Then she moved down and flicked her tongue across the warm, wet nipple. Instantly she felt it harden. When she closed her lips around it and ran her tongue back and forth, it grew considerably.

"Ohhh, Erin. God. No."

Erin ignored the pleas of her friend, realizing at the same time that Courtney was making no effort to get away. Erin held her tighter by pulling up from below and forcing her mouth harder onto the breast. Water splashed against Erin's face and over Courtney's chest. Erin repeatedly licked water off each breast until both bright pink nipples stuck out.

Erin moved between Courtney's legs and placed her own nipples on those of the woman below her. She pressed down and they kissed. Their bodies wanted to slide off each other, but Courtney held Erin in place while they kissed excitedly in the swirling water.

Both women loved the feel of the other, and they both had momentary thoughts of what it would feel like to be totally naked. This caused a mutual grinding of their pussies into each other and more moaning.

"Courtney, you are so beautiful."

Erin's soft words caught Courtney totally by surprise and flushed her with excitement. These were words she rarely heard at home and certainly not in the heat of lovemaking, such as was occurring now.

"You are, too, Erin," was all Courtney could think to say. She held her friend more tightly. And she felt the body moving up.

She opened her eyes to the sight of Erin's luscious breasts over her face. She had never wanted a woman before, now she wanted nothing more than one of those breasts in her mouth.

Courtney reached up and guided Erin's breast to her lips. She licked the nipple as if not wanting to break it. But after feeling the soft skin on her tongue, she lifted her head and encircled the end of the tit with her mouth. Erin lowered her body and Courtney's mouth was filled with beautiful, smooth skin.

Courtney squeezed the breast while anxiously sucking on it. She touched Erin's other breast and ran her fingers over the nipple. Erin's moans told Courtney she was on the right track. She sucked harder; squeezed harder; licked faster.

Courtney's hands were all over Erin's body now. She felt the woman's flat stomach and silky hips. She felt the tiny swimsuit over Erin's ass. With a breast still in her mouth, Courtney clutched at the cheeks under the suit. She crumpled the material in her fists and pulled at it.

The next thing she knew, Courtney was pulling the suit off Erin's ass. She pulled it down the woman's legs as far as she could, then touched the delicate skin now exposed. Erin let her play for a second, then stood in front of Courtney and removed the bikini bottom.

Courtney stared at the heavenly body in front of her—the neatly shaven pussy, the curve of the hips and waist, the perfect breasts she had just tasted. Before she could say anything, Erin was on her knees in the water pulling Courtney's own suit down her legs.

Courtney had never felt so free. And, surprisingly, so sexy.

She also got on her knees and the women hugged and kissed in the middle of the hot tub.

*

The Bed

"Let's go inside," Erin said between kisses.

"OK," Courtney sighed. She was afraid what her approving might lead to. But ready to take the risk.

Erin grabbed towels as the women exited the hot tub and headed across the patio into the house. Parallel paths of dripping water led inside.

Courtney followed her friend through the kitchen, down a hall and into a spacious, bright bedroom. Erin closed the door.

She turned and looked at Courtney lovingly. Erin raised a towel and wiped off Courtney's shoulders. Then she moved the towel over her friend's breasts, lightly kissing and licking them after she was done. The towel moved over Courtney's stomach and waist.

Then Courtney watched as Erin dried off her legs, lightly brushing against her pussy as she dried the inside of her thighs.

"Turn around," Erin said.

Courtney obeyed and felt the towel rise up the back of her legs and onto her butt. She loved the feel of Erin's hands on her ass and up her back.

Courtney saw the towel fall to the floor at the same time Erin's hands were back on her ass. Then a hand slid between her legs, up to her pussy and onto her clit. With Erin's body pressing against her from behind, Courtney felt a finger rub against her clit. She spread her legs. Another hand rested on her breast and rubbed the nipple.

Courtney was close to cumming, but didn't want to. Not yet. This was too good. She moaned loudly instead, causing Erin to rub harder.

Courtney barely noticed when Erin forced her down onto the bed. She lay on her stomach at first, a hand still firmly planted on her clit. She raised her ass to give Erin better access.

But Erin moved her hands to Courtney's waist and, with her motions, encouraged her to roll over. All Courtney saw was Erin on her knees, gazing between Courtney's legs. Then that beautiful blonde hair was flowing down onto her skin.

What happened next will be forever etched in Courtney's mind. The sensation of Erin's delicate tongue on her engorged clit sent shivers through her like never before. She pitched her body to the side as if she'd been shocked. Erin gripped her by the hips and pulled her back to her mouth. And licked her again.




School Days



"Erin. Erin. No. Please."

Again, the words didn't indicate what the body was doing. The harder Erin pressed her mouth onto Courtney's pussy, the harder the pussy raised off the bed onto Erin's mouth.

Courtney squirmed uncontrollably on the bed. She cried out each time Erin wrapped her lips around the clit. Courtney grabbed her friend's head and held it in place, never wanting it to leave.

And then she began to cum.

Erin licked and sucked the clit as hard as she could, despite Courtney's gyrations. Amid cries of ecstasy, Courtney began to thrust her body up to Erin's mouth as though she wanted to fuck it. Erin did her best to satisfy.

The sounds of Courtney's orgasm combined with Erin's lapping at her pussy. Erin's tongue and lips stroked across Courtney's wet cunt and up to the clit over and over again. Erin began to taste the other woman's juices as they flowed. She used them to moisten the clit and suck it some more.

Courtney's hands moved to her breasts and she massaged them the way Erin had done earlier. She twirled the nipples between her fingers and felt her pussy tremble some more. Deep inside, her orgasm rose and fell with each new attack by Erin's mouth.

Finally, she couldn't cum any more. When she fell back onto the bed in a heap, Erin worked her way up her body until they could kiss. Courtney tasted the sweetness of her own body on Erin's mouth and tongue. They rolled over in a deep caress.

Soon, Courtney was on top of her new lover. She took Erin's full breasts into her mouth one by one and brought the nipples to full erection. Erin, close to cumming just from the excitement of bringing Courtney to an orgasm, watched as her body was licked down to her pussy.

She lifted her head to watch as Courtney's tongue slid across her open thighs. It moved up. Higher.

Erin threw her head back against the pillow and closed her eyes...

*

Author's Comment: I will continue this story if you wish. Please give me feedback. Thank you. Marly. 



School Days



Vanessa smiled as she noticed the discomfort of the professor out of the corner of her eye. Tongue darting in and out of her red lips, she pretended to be taking her notes down as she saw Dr Tan trying desperately to adjust himself behind the desk. The rest of the class, as usual, were oblivious to this, as they dutifully copied down the text flashing across the screen. She had been teasing him for several weeks now, and he had to be at breaking point. She first saw him at the Freshmen Orientation Tea, and knew there and then that she had to have him. But it would be on her terms. Always, her terms.

The wedding band on his fourth finger didn't deter her – it never did. She noticed his intelligent eyes, easy manner with faculty and students and confident manner of speech, and couldn't wait to get started. It wasn't difficult getting him to notice her – in her short denim skirt which showed off her tanned legs to great advantage, and a fitted long sleeved white shirt with the top two buttons undone, she knew she looked good enough to eat. An added advantage she had over the bimbos fawning over him, and who wanted the same thing she did? She had actually READ Dr Tan's book on socio-cultural relations between Singapore and the United States, and so could engage him on level they couldn't. Ever.

One by one, the bimbos slunk away as she started talking about specific points made in his book. She monopolised him throughout the tea, and by the end of the half hour event, was grabbing his arm to emphasise her points, laughing, sharing private jokes; she also detected his eyes straying to her cleavage, where she knew he could just make out her white lace bra. Five times.

In the first month, she made it a point to sit right in the front row, where she could work on him directly without anyone else knowing what was going on. In a succession of short skirts and dresses, she flaunted herself on a weekly basis, making the most of the three hour sessions to drive Dr Tan to the point of distraction. She credited him for being to stay mostly on topic, though of course he couldn't help looking her way whenever she crossed her legs slowly right in front of him, and keeping her knees slightly spread if she was feeling especially naughty. Those were the times he stammered and lost his way.

She also (of course) visited him regularly in his office, to check on the inevitable queries she had. It was a game for her to scope his room, and imagine where they could be having sex (his table, sofa, and right up against the window overlooking the library compound) or where she could be giving him a blowjob (just about everywhere). In his office, with the door closed, she would always make her way to his side of the table, hair falling over her face and just brushing his as he tried to explain the finer points of his theories. Thigh pressed against thigh, she noticed with satisfaction his sharp intakes of breath when she unwittingly placed her hand on his leg, or when she moved in closer to take a look at a diagram. It was always just a matter of when.

It would be today, she decided. She had a four hour break before meeting her project group, and she knew that he had some time off on Wednesday afternoons. Besides, all the things she was doing to him had an effect on her too, and she usually found herself wet and horny after teasing the good doctor. She hadn't had a good fuck in ages – she knew it was imperative deny herself until the right one came along – from experience, the sex was that much better for the short period of abstinence.

Vanessa knocked on his door, and without waiting for an answer, walked right into his office, and closed the door behind her. He was typing away on his laptop, and, she knew, trying furiously to affect some sort of nonchalance at her arrival. She sat down on the sofa facing his desk, placing her things on the floor, and waited for him to acknowledge her presence. 

"Ah Vanessa, there you are. So what do you have for me today?" Dr Tan smiled at her. He pushed his laptop to one side, clasping his hands and, Vanessa thought wryly, tried to hide his erection behind his desk.

She returned his smile. "Dr Tan... I was wondering... in the last four weeks or so, how many times have you actually jerked off while thinking of me?" Vanessa found the most direct approaches often bore the sweetest fruit. Besides, she had waited long enough. 

His smile disappeared immediately. "What...what do you mean?" She saw the sweat forming on his brow.

"I mean," she said, leaning back into the sofa, " that all this time, during the seminars, you've been enjoying an unobstructed view of my legs... and more." She slowly spread her legs apart, enough for him to see the black panties she had on. Unbidden, his eyes darted to between her legs, then back to her. "I just thought it was time that you get a proper look – for as long as you want."

She delighted in his speechlessness. As he stared open-mouthed at her, Vanessa brought her right hand down to between her legs, and started stroking herself lightly. "Do you want me to stop? I can leave right now, if you want. Or do you want to see the pussy you've been dreaming about for the last month? The pussy you really want to slide your cock into while you're fucking your wife? Hmmmm? It's your choice Dr Tan...." All the while she was speaking, Vanessa played with herself, caressing the black lace panties she had on.

"You... have to stop. Please. I can't do...."

"Is that what you really want? I've been thinking about you too, Dr Tan. How nice your cock would feel inside me. I get sooo wet in your seminars, it's all I can do not to touch myself right there and then in the room." Vanessa stood up, skirt falling back to cover her, and walked over to his side of the desk. She swung his chair so he was facing her, then bent herself so she was inches from his face. "Don't you want to see how wet I am now? Don't you want to touch me? Taste me?" She breathed into his face, biting her lower lip. She stayed there for a few more seconds, then got down onto her knees, between his legs.

Placing her hands on his thighs, Vanessa continued. "Are you hard right now? Do you want to show me? Do you want to feel me?" She unbuckled his belt, carefully unzipping his pants so his bulge remained untouched. Dr Tan groaned, but made no move to stop her.

"Please Vanessa, don't do this. The door – it's not locked. Anyone can co..."

"All you have to do, Dr Tan, is say you don't want any of this, and I'll just walk away. Just say the word. Otherwise..." Vanessa pulled his underwear down, watching hungrily as his erection sprang into view. It was a nice size, certainly not the biggest she'd ever seen, but it'd do. Just the thought of playing her lecturer like this would be more than enough to get her off. She moved her lips to within an inch of his cock, letting her warm breath flow over him. Her tongue darted out of her mouth, and the look in her eyes, staring straight at him as she lowered her head and stretched her tongue towards his cock was too much for him to take. Without actually having been touched by her, Dr Tan unloaded himself with a strangled gasp, hands gripping the arms of his chair.

Hips off the chair, he thrashed about spastically for some seconds, his cum spurting and flowing down his prick. Vanessa remained where she was, a little smile playing at the corners of her mouth. When his orgasm had subsided, cock still rock hard, she bent forward and beginning at the base of his cock, licked his cock in broad strokes, slurping up his ejaculate. The professor placed his hands on her head, only for Vanessa to move her mouth off his cock for long enough to say," No touching me unless I say so – or it's over," before applying herself to her task again.

Cleaning him thoroughly, she licked the head of his cock again, and, pursing her lips, slowly swallowed him inch by inch, all the while keeping eye contact with him. Through gritted teeth, Dr Tan found himself jerking his hips towards her hungry mouth, willing more of his cock into her warm, wet, wanton mouth, biting down his urge to scream in ecstasy as her tongue laved the underside of his cock. He had never remained this hard after cumming, this desperate to fuck someone. Then his mind went blank as he came for the second time in five minutes, this time unloading his cum into Vanessa's mouth and throat. Sucking greedily, she swallowed it all, keeping his cock in her mouth as he slowly grew flaccid.

Removing her mouth with a soft plop, she licked the sides of her mouth daintily before getting back on her feet. "Did you enjoy that? I did. I almost came just sucking your hard cock." It was a lie of course, but she found it was one that seemed to work for the men. She looked at his dishevelled state, a destroyed man slumped in his chair, and totally wiped out by her ministrations. "See you next week?" She adjusted her skirt, strutted over to the sofa, picked up her things from the floor, giving him one last look at her panties stretched tightly over her pert butt, and walked out the door.

A few days later, he took her on as his personal assistant, though given the amount of control she possessed over him, it was sometimes unclear who was the employee. She teased him unmercifully in countless ways, denying him release, and for three months, only, ever, gave him blowjobs or handjobs, even as he begged her for more. She was an efficient assistant, of course, and managed her work with aplomb even as she stroked him to orgasm while he was fully dressed in his office, or car, or lift; even as she brought him off under the table at the University's charity ball; and even as she made him cum in class when she discreetly lifted her skirt and spread her legs, only for him to see she was wearing nothing underneath.

When they finally had sex, it was at his house, when his wife was away on a business trip. In one completely decadent weekend, Vanessa made it a personal goal to have sex in every room in the house, christening every corner with the smell of their mingled sex. Dr Tan wasn't the best lover she'd ever had – he was competent enough, but hardly imaginative or forceful, the way she liked, even as she tried her best to change habits forty years in the making. But a decently sized cock was a decently sized cock, and the man knew enough to bring her to orgasm a few times, if not quite as many times as she'd like.

Six months into her University like, Vanessa liked what she had – her main lecturer twirled right around her little finger, sufficient thrills in the sack, and grades that were well on the way to getting her that valedictorian award she had her eyes on.

Til Jason came into the picture.

Jason Rodriguez was an asshole. Everyone knew that, but for all his attitude and cockiness, he was sometimes a lovable asshole. Of mixed parentage, born of an ex-singaporean beauty queen and an American telecommunications tycoon, he'd had it easy his whole life, in no small part due to his father's connections and money, and his good looks, which had gotten him into, and out of, trouble many a time.

To say that he was popular with the girls was an understatement. They flocked around him, cooing and fawning in a manner that Vanessa thought pathetic and disgusting. She could see where and how they found him attractive – physically, at least – but she couldn't for the life of her get him. What on earth did they see in him? If boys were stupid, girls could sometimes be worse. He had his pick of chicks, and it would be fair to say that in the six months she had known of him – he was a senior – he had gone through a good portion of his groupies, fucking and leaving them in equal measure.

Vanessa was no slouch herself in the looks department, of course – she knew the boys talked about her, she was told she appeared on a good many of their pitiable Top Ten lists (of Girls They'd Like to Fuck), and she'd had offers, both decent and indecent, but had ignored them all. She had caught Jason checking her out quite often, but for some reason, he'd never approached her. Chicken, she thought, though she would have loved to have him approach her, and shoot him down in front of everyone. 

She reviewed these thoughts of him as she saw him swaggering across the dance floor, panicking slightly as she realised Dr Tan – John – was at the bar getting her a drink. They'd become bolder in recent weeks, actually going on dates, albeit at slightly out of the way and secluded nightspots. The club they were in had a makeup of mostly expatriates, so they thought they'd be safe. But here was Jason, having arrived at their table the same time as an oblivious Dr Tan, who smiled nervously at him.

"Weee-ellll! Look at what we have here! How you doing, Dr Tan? Come here often? Didn't expect you to be here. AT ALL. Luckily I didn't go down to Zouk tonight!" He leered at Vanessa, who was dressed in a baby blue halter dress with a hemline that was two thirds up her thighs. Barebacked, she had chosen not to wear a bra, and was sorely regretting the decision now as she felt Jason's gaze lingering on her erect nipples poking through the thin material.

"Let me buy you two a drink? You've already got some? Ah – no matter, let me get you some more..." He signalled to the bartender, whom he obviously knew. A huge tray of drinks was brought to the table, and Jason made himself very comfortable, wedging himself in between Dr Tan and Vanessa. He chose not to notice or comment on their obvious discomfort and jitteriness, plying both the professor and Vanessa with alcohol. The professor wasn't a good drinker, and was soon a little high. He proved to be a quiet and sleepy drunk. Barely four drinks later, he was swaying and swooning, and more than a little unsteady. While Vanessa looked at him worriedly, wondering how on earth she was going to get him home, Jason started getting really forward with her, grabbing her by the waist as he chatted inanely.

He dragged her to the dance floor against her wishes, saying the professor would be in safe hands, as he asked one of the waiters to keep an eye on him. By that time, it was almost midnight, and the place was packed. He held her hand as they moved into the centre of the dance space, and pulled her close to him as the band struck up a rock number. The crowd ensured they were pressed against one another, and as much as she despised him, Vanessa had to admit that at least he smelled a lot nicer than most guys, and the firm, muscular body under the snazzy shirt was.... nice to hold on to.

She started trying to share the story she had come up with about how Dr Tan and her had come to be at the same table, when he shushed her, pushing himself against her even as his hands, clasped at the small of her back, pulled her to him. She felt a sizeable bulge against her tummy. Was that HIM?

"I know."

She looked at him, puzzled and fearful. "What?"

"I know – about you and him. ALL about you. And the good Dr Tan."

"There's nothing to kno..."

"SHUT UP." Jason spoke quietly, but with force and menace. "The two of you think you've been so discreet, yes? Huh. Well, I've known since the beginning about you two. I've got my contacts. Little birdies who perch on my shoulder and sing little songs in my ear. And who show me the little pictures they've taken." Jason grinned broadly as he felt Vanessa go stiff in his arms.

Pictures? She felt her knees go weak, and a slight nausea overtake her. Dr Tan's job; both their reputations; her future; her valedictorianship; everything. Gone. Just like that. Oh god.

"Need to sit down?" She nodded without looking at him, sparing her at least the smirk he had plastered on her face. She felt close to crying, and as she looked to the professor for comfort, found him slumped over the table in a stupor. The next half an hour was a blur: a mix of bills paid, people both strange and familiar talking to her, being led out of the club into fresh air that did little to clear her head.

When she gathered some of her senses, she found herself in the front seat of the familiar looking convertible that, she supposed, so many other girls had bounced around in. In the back, the professor was snoring. 

"I'll send you both back, don't worry. I just ah, need to get my car washed first. Have a wedding to help out with tomorrow. It'll just take ten minutes."

She nodded mutely, still stung by the turn of events, and scared to death as to what Jason might do to the both of them. He'd been nice so far, but with this guy, one never knew.

Jason pulled into the deserted station and waved to the two attendants. Good grief – was there anyone he didn't know? She slumped in the seat as the car was moved on the rollers into the wash area. She closed her eyes, hearing the echoes outside, feeling cocooned as the spray hit the roof of the car.

"I'm waiting."

Stunned out of her reverie, Vanessa opened her eyes and looked at Jason. "Waiting?"

"You didn't think I was going to let you get away with it, did you? The way you've been snubbing me, turning your pretty little nose up at me the past half year. And now I've got the pics to frighten your little ass off. It's payback time."

She stared at him, uncomprehendingly.

"I'm a fair man. Heh. You do what I want – it's a... challenge of sorts – and if you win, I'll give you the pics and negatives, and we're all square."

She sighed wearily. She knew it was too good to last. "What are you proposing?"

Jason grinned and leaned back in his seat. "You make me cum, right here, NOW, before the car finishes its wash, and we're done. Cross my heart"

A HANDJOB? That was what this was all about? A stupid handjob?

"Time's ticking."

Vanessa reached across the seat, and unzipped his jeans with some difficulty. Then she reached in and realised it wasn't that the jeans were tight – Jason Rodriguez had, hands down, the largest cock she had ever seen. It was easily one and half times the length of the professor's, and much thicker. She pulled him out of his pants, silently marvelling at its size – no wonder the girls kept going on about him in the restrooms. The bastard was fucking huge – he wasn't even completely hard yet, and already the monster was pulsing against his washboard stomach. She had her work cut out for her. Squeezing his cock in her right hand, she reached over with her left.

"Only with your mouth."

God he was an asshole. There was no way she could fit him easily into her mouth! Desperately aware of the time factor, though, she opted not to argue, and leant forward, gingerly licking his cock as he grabbed her hair roughly. The soap suds around the car meant little light came in, and Vanessa closed her eyes as she bent to her task. She smothered his cock with wet kisses, little licks, knowing that she was a good cocksucker, and that going by her prior experience, she had a pretty good chance of winning the challenge if she focused properly.

As the almond smell of his cock and sheer length and girth presented themselves to her, Vanessa got on her knees, feet in her seat while she stabilised herself, right hand on Jason's chest, left hand on his seat, between his legs. Jason was using his right hand to direct her head and lips, while with his left hand, he slid her dress up over taut ass, exposing her white thong. Despite herself, the combination of alcohol, the sheer illicit nature of the activity she was engaged in, and the simple pleasure she found in fellatio, all worked to get her wet. Extremely wet, which fact did not escape Jason's attention, as he ran one finger over her butt, and stroked her panties, causing her butt to squirm from the attention.

"My my, aren't we getting into this!" Vanessa winced as Jason smacked her butt, not hard enough to cause pain, but strong enough to feel the vibrations coursing through her body. Her cheeks burned as she thought of the field day he would have with this, knowing she had been turned on while sucking his cock.




School Days



She struggled to fit her mouth around his cock, but was slowly able to slide down his pole – she knew she didn't have much time left, and she had to resort to the tried and tested. Jason had both hands on her head now, forcing her further onto his cock, which didn't seem as if it would end. But something else was happening to her – the wetness between her legs was growing, at an alarming rate, and she was suddenly hornier than she had been in a long, long time. She squeezed her thighs together to get some relief, but that only set her off more – just having this beautiful cock in her mouth was getting her so fucking horny, and she knew if Jason just slide a finger into her now, she would be shuddering to the biggest orgasm she'd had in the past year.

But he didn't, his hands were firmly on her head, and as she worked his cock desperately, she realised frantically that he wasn't anywhere near cumming – the head of his cock wasn't swelling, his hip thrusting was still steady and unhurried, and she started to panic as she recognised that she might actually lose the bet. She redoubled her efforts, and was rewarded when she felt his hips lifting off the seat, and his hands grab her hair that much harder.

Eyes still closed, Vanessa was still focused on her task, but was acutely aware of a change somewhere. She tried to put it out of her mind, but it nagged at her incessantly, distracting her.

Then she realised. The cocoon. It was gone. No echoes. No sound of spraying. Her eyes jerked wide open and the bright lights of the car wash hit her immediately. Jason's hands still held her down, forcing her head up and down on his cock, and as she protested violently – they were out in the open, for goodness' sake! – her yells were muffled by the thick cock in her mouth.

She felt a familiar trembling in her body, and her butt and thighs were aching from the squeezing of the past, what, ten minutes? and as her yells turned into moans, her hips thrusting outwards, desperately seeking stimulation in the form of a finger, a cock, anything, she raised her eyes, and looked straight at the two car wash attendants with their cocks out, masturbating furiously as they watched Jason's cock pound in and out of her mouth. 

And the knowledge that these men were getting off at the sight of her, and the aching and yearning between her legs, and the beautiful, beautiful hard cock she had clenched between her lips all reached into a place deep inside her, and she knew that she was lost, truly lost, that all she wanted that moment, was not even to cum, no, but to make these men cum with her body lips breasts thighs hair tongue ass cunt, to make Jason cum, right into her mouth, down her throat, and she wanted to suck every last drop out of his wonderful prick that was doing all these things to her, and just keep sucking it forever and she felt her body shuddering wildly, her whole body spasming uncontrollably, and what started as a tremor beginning between her legs burst out to envelope her entire being, and her ecstasy exploding, exploding into a scream that sent vibrations down Jason's cock and set him off and Vanessa's body tensed for a millisecond before falling over the edge and as much as she wanted all his cum in her she sucked as much in before she had to release his cock to give vent to a deep throated cry and his cock, still cumming, sent jets of cum up and over her lips and cheeks and neck, his own bellow accompanying hers and both bodies juddering as their orgasms overtook them, one pulse, one wave following the last so they were just one series of screams and spasmodic jerkings that carried on for what seemed like forever.

Their bodies lay in the car, unmoving except for their heaving chests, Jason collapsed against the driver's seat, Vanessa lying across his lap, shuddering still from the force of her orgasm.

He lifted her cum-spattered face from his thighs, her eyes still straining to focus, still caught in a haze of pleasure. "Vanessa Lee, we're going to have SO MUCH fun, you and I." Jason laughed. 

"I can't wait."



School Days Ch. 01



My name is Amy Jennings and I had just turned 18 when I found out my dad got transfered to another Army base. Ever since I can remember we've moved around, never staying in one place for more than a year. Being a senior this year I really didn't care anymore. I knew that after this year I'd be on my own and wouldn't have to worry about moving anymore. 

  Here it was September 5th the first day of my senior year and the first day at another new school.

 When I walked in I got a weird feeling like something wasn't right. I shrugged it off and went to math.I hate math, never could get its concept. I sat down in the back knowing only the nerds sat in the front close to the teacher. When the finale bell rang everyone took their seats and waited for the teacher to arrive. After 10 minutes we started to get loud and anxious wondering where the teacher was. Finally a guy walks in with a briefcase in one hand and a coffee in the other hand. I noticed right away he looked very nervous. His hands were shaking. But overall my new teacher was HOT. He was tall maybe 5'10". He looked maybe to be  in his mid 40's, well built, and a clean  cut face. He had the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen. 

  During class We found out his name was Mr. Love and this was his first year teaching high school. I could tell he was scared that he'd mess up and do something wrong.

  I decided to have a little fun with him.  

  For the nest few weeks I would stay after class to ask him questions. I would wear short skirts and low cut tops that showed my 42 c cleavage. I've always been told I'm a beautiful girl. I'm 5'6" 120lbs with an ass most girls would kill for and tits any girl would admire. I have baby smooth skin and I love showing my figure off. 

  Sometimes right after school I would go into his class room pretending I left something there and accidentally drop it in front of him. Of course I had to bend down to pick the item up exposing my firm little ass and my thong.

  After weeks of trying to seduce Mr. Love it seemed I had failed. I decided to try one more thing. One day after class I asked to stay for a few minutes to discuss a paper with him. Mr. Love willingly agreed.

  I approached Mr. Love's desk still pretending I had a paper to discuss with him. I looked into his eyes and could tell he was nervous. I walked over to the door and locked it closing the shade. Mr. Love looked at me. 

  "W...Wha...What are you doing Ms. Jennings?" 

  "Shhh, Mr. Love", I whispered to him.

  Walking over to him I leaned down to whisper in his ear, "Do you want me Mr. Love? Do you want to fuck my young pussy?"

  I could hear his breathing quicken. And I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him. "Amy I...I can't. We can't. It's wrong" 

  Ignoring him I straddled his lap grinding my already wet cunt into his hardening member. He placed his hands on my hips and pushed me harder onto him. I moaned softly and he let out a grunt.

  "Thats it Mr. Love. You know you want me"

  Mr. Love's hands went to my shirt lifting it up over my head exposing my bare tits.

  "OOOOOOHHH touch em', suck em' Mr. love. Please!"

 He did as I requested bending his head his soft lift touching my hard nipple taking it into his mouth. My hands automatically came to his head pushing him harder against my breast. I started pushing harder against his pants. Working at his shirt he raised his head long enough to allow me to remove it. He looked at me and our eyes met, somehow I knew this wanted shy old Mr. Love anymore. He told me to get up and take the rest of my clothes off. I did as he asked watching him in return remove his own. He layed me on his desk and I saw his cock spring out of his hands. Gasping at his size he smiled. His hands roamed over my body touching me like I've never been touched before. I moaned out to him as his trail of kisses burned at my flesh. Finally he reached my mound. His mouth coming to claim its prize he started to make love to my wet slit. His tongue intruding my hot wet hole. he moaned against my pussy.

  "OHHHHHHHHHHH YES, fuck Mr. Love fuck me like a slut. Eat my pusssssssyy"

  He put one, than two fingers in my dripping hole finger fucking me until my body started to shake and orgasm hit. As my juices flowed freely Mr. Love sucked clean every last drop. He came up to look at me.

  "You like that you fucken Bitch? You like being a cock tease don't you. Your just a slut, you know that, hmm?"

  I couldn't believe my ears. This was the man whom on the first day of school I thought was a blistering wreck, now he was turning me on by calling me the slut that I know I am. I started to buck on the desk begging him to fuck me. He placed his cock head at the entrance of my wet love channel. 

  "OHHHHHHHHH FUCK ME NOW MR. LOVE. FUCK ME LIKE THE WHORE THAT I AM!"

 "TELL ME YOUR A WHORE, TELL ME YOUR A SLUT YOU FUCKEN CUNT SAY IT NOW..SCREAM IT!" 

  Mr. Love smacked my leg hard making me scream out in pain.

  "SAY IT BITCH SAY IT NOW!"

  " I'M A WHORE OHHHHH GAWWWWWD I'M A SLUT AND A CUNT. FUCK ME PLEEEEEEEASE"

  Just then Mr. Love slammed into me. I began to push against him getting him deeper into my mound. 

  "FUUUUUUUCK GAWDWWWWWWWWWWD I'M CUMMMMMING"

  I began to scream almost immediately I was cumming uncontrolably. I heard Mr. Love groaning as he began to mumble, "I'm cumming to.. AHHHHHHHHH yes... I pushed against him harder gripping the edge of the desk.

  "CUM in me Mr. Love shoot your seed in my pussy"

  Mr. Love couldn't take it anymore, he exploded in my pussy. I had juices from myself and him running out of my love hole. He colapsed on top of me and we lay together for a few minutes regaining ourselves. We got up and got dressed. He looked at me a kissed me dead on the lips. I kissed him back and he pulled me closer. I looked up at him. And a smile came across his lips. "That was the best sex I've had in a while, Thank-you."

  "Your welcome Mr. Love, but no one said that had to be the last time."

  Mr love looked at me not knowing what to say or expect. I had things in mind for this guy and I planned to have him again.

To be continued.....
Thanks for reading this! Its just the start. I have more ideas, but your ideas and sugestions are more then welcome. Enjoy your reading.



School Days Ch. 01



Jeff stood outside the door to his dorm room, impatiently tapping his foot. He could hear April moving around, fiddling with the stereo and doing who knows what else. After what seemed like an eternity he heard the lock click and the door opened slightly. 

"You can come in now," April said in her lilting voice. 

He slipped inside; scanning the hallway to make sure no one was around. It was late Friday afternoon so the dorm was pretty quiet, with everyone either having already taken off for the weekend or resting up for the parties tonight. The main advantage of having a room at the end of the hall was that it was easy to sneak girls in, it was up one flight of stairs and then a quick glance down the hall to make sure the coast was clear ending with a harrowing two second dash across the hallway. His roommate had flunked out at the beginning of the semester so he had the room to himself, which made for an even easier time having company.

He turned around and was surprised to see her standing inches from him. The five-inch heels she wore put them at the same height. April's hands went around his waist as she pressed her lips gently to his. It took a second for his mind to overcome the surprise. She had told him all she wanted was for him to take some pictures. The advantage of having access to a darkroom was you could take pictures of pretty much whatever you wanted and no one else would know. 

Jeff and April had dated off and on through most of high school, but since they had gone to different colleges it had mostly been off. April had been the one to end it with some finality last August. She said she needed her space in college and couldn't be tied down. They had gotten together a couple of times since then but it usually seemed like one or the other was seeing someone else. April was the one with someone else this time, which was why she was here. She said she wanted some racy photos to give her new boyfriend for his birthday; but now here she was, lips pressed against Jeff's, her hands sliding over his firm ass. When his mind finally registered what was happening, and he began to kiss back in earnest, she let go of him and climbed up onto his bed. 

"I thought a little sexual tension might be good for the pictures," she said with an impish grin. 

Jeff simply shook his head as he adjusted his semi-erect penis away from the buttons of his 501's. He picked up his camera. "So what did you have in mind for the pictures?" 

He knew she must have had some specific ideas because the suitcase she brought with her was big enough for a weeklong stay.

"Whatever you want. You know what my best assets are," she said with a sly smile.

Jeff chuckled to himself, "assets," yeah he knew about those. April could best be described as slim and stacked. During their senior year there were many afternoons of playing hooky and lavishing his attention on her magnificent chest. April's double D-cup breasts were firm and sensitive, and Jeff loved bringing her to orgasm just by playing with her thick pink nipples.

"Well," he said, "let's get a couple of quick Polaroids to make sure I've got the lighting right."

Jeff knew the lighting was right but a couple of quick shots would help get him focused on taking pictures of, not banging, his ex-girlfriend. Plus, he wanted a couple of shots for himself. He centered her in the viewfinder and clicked. The pictures fell out the front of the camera as he clicked off three more.

April picked one up, as Jeff shot a few more, and watched the picture slowly appear. Even with her robe clutched tightly around her, she looked sexy. Nothing she could wear would hide the swell of her ample chest and the seamed hose and patent leather stilettos sticking out from the robe just added to her allure.

He had certainly gone to a lot of trouble for her, she thought as she looked around the dorm room. He had come up with several different choices of background, improvising with everything from a sleeping bag to a bed sheet to a faux fur carpet. Well, that was one of the things she liked about him, his thoroughness. She was lost in her own thoughts until she felt his hand pushing the robe aside.

He moved the robe just off her shoulder exposing the smooth freckled skin and her lacy black bra strap. Just visible was the top of her sloping breast. Jeff's mouth was dry as he clicked away, his eye never leaving the viewfinder. It was a demure pose, April kneeling on the bed, sitting back on her heels with just her shoulder exposed. She kept her eyes on him as he circled her taking shots from different angles, including one from above that gave a perfect view of her abundant cleavage. After about eight or ten pictures Jeff slid the robe off the other shoulder pulling it tight across April's chest.

A couple more shots like that and then he said, "Okay, now cup your breasts."

April's hands slowly moved to her chest as the motor drive on the camera whirred. She couldn't help but wonder why they had never done this before. His simple direction to touch herself had caused her pussy to clench and she felt herself moisten as her hands slid under her breasts. Jeff moaned under his breath as she held her breasts and pushed them up as if offering them to him. The camera continued its clicking as April gently massaged her tits. She looked deep into the camera lens, licking her lips sensuously as she kneaded her breasts, the wetness building between her legs. After a few minutes the click of the shutter stopped and Jeff pulled the camera from his eye.

"Time for a new roll of film," he said turning away from her.

He adjusted his stiffening prick as the camera rewound the film. A glance over his shoulder revealed April still massaging her chest, her eyes closed, her breathing ragged. She seemed lost in her own world, not caring that she wasn't alone as she squeezed and pulled at her chest. Jeff fumbled with the new roll of film, his eyes glued to his ex-girlfriend. He finally slid the cartridge in and closed the back of the camera. It hummed to life, new frames waiting to be exposed. Jeff turned the stereo up a little more to mask the sound of the camera. Turning back to April, he saw her still rubbing her plentiful tits through the bra. The camera went up to his eye and he fired off a few frames, letting her continue on her own.

Her continued actions had opened the robe, exposing her flat stomach and the top of the silky black panties she wore. He stepped closer to her and pulled the robe open even more, exposing the garter belt and stockings. He took one of her hands and placed it on her stomach, the tips of her fingers sliding inside her panties. As Jeff stepped back to frame the shot, April slid her hand further down into the panties. Her fingers slid through the soft hairs of her smoldering pussy, her fingernail brushing against her emerging clitoris. She shuddered as tingles of delight radiated through her body.

April opened her eyes slightly and smiled at him. The bulge in his pants was obvious and she could see it still growing. Desire was clouding her judgment, she had promised herself she was only there for the pictures, but the moment she saw him she knew it would be more. No man had ever been able to please her like he had. Her hand slipped further down to allow a finger to slip inside her damp pussy. Her eyes closed again with the pleasure of penetration.

Jeff couldn't believe the scene unfolding before him. April's head was tossed back, her eyes closed, lips pursed and her tongue occasionally licking across them. One hand was massaging her large breast, the thick nipple pushing against the lacy cup of her bra. Her other hand was down her panties doing what, he couldn't see, but based on the way she was moving her hips he guessed she was fingering herself. The camera clicked off the frames almost on its own, as Jeff paid more attention to April's sensual gyrations than his photography.

After a few minutes of self-pleasure, she untied the robe and took it the rest of the way off. Jeff was churning through the new roll of film pretty quickly, the motor drive pulling the celluloid through the dark chamber, capturing the removal of the robe in stages until it was lying in a pile on his dorm room floor.

April stretched her arms over her head, pulling her lovely bosom up with them. She continued her stretch, straitening up on her knees and arching her back as she moaned. Leaning forward and grabbing the footboard she pushed her knees back down the bed until she was on all fours. Jeff moved to the floor at the foot of the bed allowing him to shoot up at her. Her pendulous breasts swaying slightly, strawberry blond hair falling down around her face, and her luscious full lips were all framed perfectly in the tiny viewfinder.

Her tongue licked sensuously along her lips as she brought her pussy soaked finger to them and sucked her juices from it. The hand then returned to her breasts, the other still providing support to keep from falling onto the bed. Jeff reached down with one hand to adjust his steel hard cock, the other still gripping the camera, his finger pushing the shutter release with ease. Once again the camera ground to halt and he stood to change film.

Jeff didn't get very far though as April's arms encircled him. She pulled him close, one hand grasping his behind while the other pushed his shirt out of the way so she could kiss his stomach. Her lips were like fire on his skin, Jeff almost dropped the camera as he felt her breasts slide up his denim-clad thighs and encircle his raging hard on. April continued her trek up his body her lacy bra now scratching at his stomach as her lips moved up to his nipples. She sucked, licked, and bit them, as Jeff stood there somewhat dumbfounded. When she had finally succeeded in pulling off his shirt, April pushed back from him.

"Now we're both topless," she smirked, "it seems fairer this way. If you get to see me topless, I should get the same benefit. Don't you think?"

Jeff couldn't believe what a tease she was being and muttered an affirmative reply as he turned to replace the film again. He tried not to look at her as he pulled the expended roll of film out and put the new in, hoping that somehow he could forget his throbbing erection. He could hear sounds behind him, but tried to shut them out as he switched lenses to allow him to stay further away from April. Her sultry voice jolted him back to reality though.

"Jeff, I'm ready for my close up."

He turned and almost dropped the camera in shock and amazement. April had pulled the faux fur rug up onto the bed and was now laying on it, her bra and panties on the floor in a pile with the robe. One hand was rubbing her breast while the other slowly worked a smooth pink dildo in and out of her glistening pussy, the garter belt and stockings her only remaining clothes. She giggled at Jeff's inability to do anything other than stare. "You're supposed to be taking pictures," she chided him playfully as the pink rubber shaft disappeared into her. 

As if in a trance he brought the camera to his eye and pushed the shutter release. The click registered in his head and pulled him back to the task at hand. Turning, he switched back to the previous lens and moved up next to her. April now had both feet firmly on the bed; her ass lifted in the air as she fucked herself with one hand and roughly tugged on her tits with the other. Jeff was clicking away again, churning through the film. I definitely need my own copies of these, he thought as April brought herself closer and closer to orgasm. 

She was furiously plunging the rubbery shaft in and out. Without warning she stopped and lay there with the pink missile completely buried in her pussy. Deliberately, her hand began to move in small circles around her engorged clitoris. She moaned as one hand pinched her nipples, the other strumming her clit, her pussy filled with the surrogate cock. Jeff's desire overcame him and he ripped his jeans open freeing his throbbing cock. One hand stroked his thick prick while the other continued snapping off photos. 

April glanced at him through lidded eyes, and was even more turned on. He was stroking his big cock in time with her movements on her clit. With cat like grace she spun around so her face was inches from his throbbing shaft. She stared at it intently as he stroked it slowly, a glistening drop of pre-cum leaking from his slit. Cautiously her tongue slithered from her mouth and flicked against the head of his penis. He kept stroking as she licked the sweet pre-cum from his head. April took his hand, removed it from his cock and placed it on her head. 

With an easy push, the thick mushroom head parted her lips and was bathed in the warm wetness of her mouth. April gasped as her mouth and pussy were filled at the same time, the sensation bringing a small orgasm. Her hand wrapped around the portion of Jeff's cock she couldn't get into her mouth, stroking him in rhythm with her sucking. Looking up she wanted to see the expression on his face but was met instead with the black circle of the lens and the sounds of the shutter clicking and film advancing.

Well if he was determined to keep taking pictures she was determined to make a good show of it. Brushing her hair away, April looked deep into the lens as she sucked all of Jeff into her mouth. He moaned loudly, but she still heard the camera clicking away. She pulled her lips along the length of him until they covered just the swollen pink head, and then plunged him back into her mouth again taking his full measure. Again and again she repeated this until she felt him tense, and knew he was ready to spew his load. Quickly she pulled him from her mouth and wrapped her massive tits around his dick. A few quick strokes of her breasts and Jeff screamed. 

The first blast caught April in the throat, the sticky liquid quickly running down to the tops of her breasts. She leaned back and caught the second shot square on the nipple, with the third coating her other nipple. April stroked Jeff quickly, pulling several more streams onto her chest, the last one splashing from her chin across her nose and onto her forehead. She lay back on the bed covered in her ex-boyfriends semen, a pink dildo half in, half out of her sopping wet pussy.

Jeff just stared at her through the lens. He couldn't believe how hot she looked covered in his jism. April had always been very sexual, but nothing ever compared to this. He clicked off a few final pictures as she massaged the sticky liquid into her skin. He set the camera down on the dresser and then sat down beside April.

"That was hot."

She pulled herself up and kissed him deep on the lips, the faint saltiness mingling in their mouths. Their tongues engaged in mutual massage for a few minutes then April pulled away.

"I just hope you good pictures of it all."

"Don't worry they'll come out fine," Jeff said as he stroked her hair. April lay back down on the bed exhausted from her sexual escapade and the four-hour drive from her college. In a few moments she was sound asleep. Jeff covered her up, hastily scribbled a note and, slipping a tie over the doorknob, made his way across campus to the darkroom.



School Days Ch. 01



My experience in sex school made me who I am today. I still remember that first day in class, how crazy I thought it was to have to strip down on the first day. Well I am getting ahead of myself, let's start with how I decided to go to sex school. 

I didn't enjoy anything nearly as much as sex and the workings of it. I had no idea what I wanted to do or what was even out there. I always figured I would just be a housewife but school is where you normally find someone anymore. I picked up a bunch of brochures and there was the one for sex school that got my attention. That's how I decided to go!

My first class was a class on fetishes. I stupidly thought clothing was required and we would be taking notes. Looking back I can now tell which ones were also having their first day of sex school. The first words from the professor was take off all your clothes and never wear any to his class ever again. I was a bit shocked and slowly took everything off. I got distracted from seeing the guys in the class, some being very well hung to the point I wanted to go down on my knees and take them in my mouth right at that moment. 

There was one who was more handsome than the rest put together and he was staring right at me. Watching as my hands slipped inside my panties to pull them off with the rest of my clothes. I wondered if he had been watching me the entire time or just after he finished taking his clothes off. The professor then told us to partner up with a member of the opposite sex. Without much more than stares he walked straight to me and grabbed my hand to show that I was his partner. I couldn't even formulate any words. 

All I saw was the professor's mouth moving and watched my curious partner pull me right in front of his body and then right into his lap. His hands traveled the length of my body as I shivered under his touch. I had never felt a mans hands to be so soft against my breasts while teasing my nipples making them stand tall. 

He starts whispering dirty suggestions in my ear making me grind my ass against his cock which was as hard as my poor nipples. Then the professor walked towards us and told us to stop it we are not demonstrating that stuff yet. I started giggling.

Then the professor explained the first assignment would be to live with each other and find out what the other likes in the bedroom and possibly outside of the bedroom. My fetishes went flying through my head and I felt the pussy become wet with the thoughts of showing the mysterious man doing them with me. I just hoped he liked cuffs and other items to be tied down with.

Then the professor told us to get going on the assignment. I turned on the guys lap to face him to at least find out his name. It was James. I then introduced myself as Mackenzie. I whispered in his ear that we should go back to my apartment. He got up on his feet quicker than I had the chance to continue with the suggestion.

We pulled up outside of my apartment and entered my small studio apartment. He went straight to the group of boxes that I still had not unpacked. On the way over we decided his place would be better to live at since his was not nearly as small. He carried all the boxes to his car, then came back in and couldn't wait any more.

He came straight towards me attacking me with his mouth and hands once more just like he had started doing in class. This time I let the moans out of mouth more willingly so he could hear how much he was pleasing me and my body. His hands were on my waist lifting me up onto the counter. Our bodies so close a person couldn't even fit a coin between us. His forefinger slid into my wet pussy and it felt like that was the only place it could ever belong. He brought that same finger up to my mouth and push it in and I liked my sweet juices off of his finger.

He slid his cock into that spot where his finger had been. I moaned at the relief of his cock inside my wet cunt. His strokes were slow at first and rapidly picking up with speed. His mouth came down upon my right boob. His tongue working more magic there. I felt his hand slide between us and start stroking my clit. I moaned some more and glided into my first orgasm of the night. He came soon after.

We went back to work to finish moving everything and him keying me with a house key. He had to leave for work and said he would be back in about six hours. I found myself going through the house trying to decide what he was into instead of unpacking. First place to start was the bedroom.

We all know we keep some dirty dirty secrets hiding in bedside tables and those boxes that are sealed or appear sealed. I though started with the closet. It was a bit organized but the space was amazing! I would get my own side of the closet. Getting a bit side tracked I finally started going through his entire side. First the little dresser like furniture with the doors. I opened them up and just found some cuff links and what might be family heirlooms. I closed it back up with a little disappointment. I looked through the clothing hung up and in drawers. I did find out he had some man-thongs that I figured I could get him to do a fashion show for me in. Other than the man-thongs he was 100% a boxer brief man. 

Back to the bedside table I went since the closet held not enough to find out the juicy parts. I opened the drawer and found exactly what I was looking for. He had a blindfold, handcuffs, gags, remote controlled vibrator, and lube. I knew I would be in for a treat tonight if he would open that drawer. Having found what I wanted, I decided to unpack, starting in the closet.

I found a spot for everything except the box full of all my dirty secrets. There had to be a good hiding spot for them. The only people who knew what was in there was the admissions board and myself. I had no intention of letting James into that box any time soon. I found a spot in an unused bedroom down the hall and put it there at least for now. I was tired and in need of a cold shower. I went into the master bedroom where the bathroom was connected to. I stripped down and walked into the shower and turned on the water. The thoughts of James' toys had made me wet. 

I let my hand travel over my body searching for release. One finger just slid right in and started stroking my clit to stimulate myself. My finger gradually went into my pussy hole. I brought it in and out pretending it was James taking me again and again. I started moaning in pleasure then I felt someone behind me. My head turned and there James stood right behind me.

"Want the real thing or do I get to finish watching you do it yourself?"

I was stunned and couldn't formulate words so I just grabbed his cock in my hands and bent forward showing him where to go. His penis then rubbed against my pussy's entrance making me sigh. I was almost to a point of begging. All I could think was after the shower going to his bed and using those hand cuffs on him. Oh boy the image was burning my thoughts so much. Finally he thrust into me while his hands held my waist. His cock felt so good inside my wet pussy. It had been crying for this for a long time. I didn't think I would ever get tired of feeling this. 

He finally begin stroking his cock in and close to being out of my pussy at a slow rate. His right hand moved its way to my mound waiting there for the right moment. His rate of pounding into me had increased and I felt like I was about to melt from how good it was feeling. Then his right index finger slid onto my clit and started rubbing it softly at first and gradually getting a little rougher. My back started to arch into him as I cried out in my orgasm. His orgasm came with mine and hearing his in my eardrums made me cum more.

We got out of the shower and we went and laid down in bed. Tomorrow was another day but I already had a feeling I would awaken in the middle of the night horny and wanting him. He would just have to wait for his midnight snack until later. 

The only thing I like better than morning sex is sex in the middle of the night that awakens the guy to find me riding his hard member. So I slept for around two to three hours before I woke up and decided to play midnight snack. I went under the covers and found his waist and went to work.

I took his member into my hand and started petting it as I call it. After awhile I couldn't resist the urge to have him in my mouth, his body and essence made it hard to resist. I then place my mouth at the tip of his member and slid my mouth down while massaging his cock with my tongue. I kept my pace going up and down on him until I was sure his was at his full length.

I then pushed the blankets back so I could straddle him and ride him until I was good and done. I lowered my pussy down onto his cock and started riding like I hadn't had any for far too long. Taking my time, I decided to use him as my own like toy and make him beg for a faster speed. I looked down and saw his eyes wide open looking right at me. I gave him a little smirk and continued on with my little game. 

His hands reached for my waist in an attempt to quicken the pace but I put an end to it by pinning his arms back down. "No bad boy! James no!" I wanted full control for now at least. I released one of his hands so I could touch one of my breasts and play with the nipple. For his entertainment I showed him an interesting talent for sucking my own titties until they were at full arousal and standing up nice and perky. I finally let him touch but if he did one move I didn't want it was back to pinning and me taking control. 

He grabbed my waist and pleaded with me to go faster. I finally decided to give in wanting that same release. My finger found my clit and began stroking it as he pounded me down harder and harder onto his pole. I moaned and cried out in pleasure so loud I was sure his neighbors heard everything. 

As we both reached our climaxes, I only knew one thing for sure.....

I would be loving this semester if I got to share his bed! I can't wait to see what else is to come. 



School Days Ch. 01



On her bed, face down, face burred in a pillow, another pillow under her stomach, elevating her hips. Lynn's hands clenched the pillow and cried out in ecstasy as her boyfriend Dwayne ever so slowly stroked her from the back. He was taking his time moving in and out her, going as slow as he could manage to keep himself from loosing inside of her too quickly. 

It was a fight Dwayne was losing with each of his strokes. Looking down on Lynn, her hips elevated, pushing herself up on her knees so he could get deeper. Her round, light cocoa brown ass clenching as she pushed back into him, her wet, swollen, juicy pussy gripping onto him so tightly. It was only moments later, with his hands pressing down on the bed, his body trembling calling out her name and loosing it inside of her. Lynn slamming her self hard against his pelvis, impaling herself on his very hard and long dick. Trying to make him remember this night for the many lonely nights they would soon be apart. 

It was a night to remember, there last night together for the rest of the semester and almost all of the summer. Dwayne and Lynn were both juniors at Ft. Valley State in Georgia and Dwayne was about to leave on a college co-op in Virginia. They would be a apart for the Spring semester and most of the summer. It would be tuff because they had been together since early on freshman year. It had been her, Dwayne, her girl Tricia and Dwayne's friend Anthony that always hung together. They had become and inseparable 4 some of friends. Even with Anthony's and Tricia's hot and cold relationship, they still remained inseparable. But, now for the next few months it would only be Lynn and Anthony because both her girl Tricia and Dwayne would be off co-opting.

Lynn was happy at least that Anthony would be there, he lived in the apartment right next to hers. Of course it wouldn't be the same as having her man there or even her girl Tricia. But, not too bad because her and Anthony had become good friends as well. Anthony confided in her many times when he and Tricia were fighting or on the outs, and of course Tricia did the same. She had learned to navigate with out taking any sides. Which was always good because inevitably the two always wound up back together. Anthony was a good friend indeed and she knew they would be able to keep each other company. 

Lynn also knew that familiarity breeds comfort and that friends or not she did have to be careful not to get to comfortable with Anthony. Anthony was a very attractive brother, tall and muscular and she had caught herself noticing him a few times. Not only that but, she and Tricia had broken some cardinal rules and shared a little too much with each other things that went on in their bedrooms. She knew things about what Anthony liked, that she probably didn't need to know. Not only that but, there had been an occasion unbeknown to both of them, where she saw them together. It was something that embarrassed her to think about. Not because of her purely by accident getting an eye full but, because she actually watched them for almost 10 minutes. 

It happen not 6 months ago, when on an occasion she walked into Anthony's apartment. She thought that Dwayne was over there, so she just walked right in. When she made her way back to his bedroom, even in the dim light of the room, through the cracked door, there reflection in plain sight in the mirror. The entire closet doors itself was a mirror. They were suppose to have been broken up but, there was Tricia with a tight grip on the base of dick, and her mouth swallowing as much as she could of him. There argument had been about her visiting with her ex boyfriend when she had been home for a past weekend. Now, she was between his legs engulfing him trying to win him back. With the way she had his eyes rolled back in his head, the plan was working just fine.

Lynn, knew she should have been ashamed at watching that but, her legs just wouldn't turn and walk away. She also knew she shouldn't be comparing Anthony with her man Dwayne but, she couldn't help but, note that Anthony was just as long as her man but, thicker and his dick had a hell of a curve to it! It was one of the most unscrupulous things she ever done, being a voyeur with her friends. But, she just wanted to watch her friend Tricia take that big dick of his. That's just what she did, she watched as her girl took him in and out of her mouth. Watched as she licked and kissed his hardness from base to tip, before pulling herself on top of him. Lynn's face was flush with embarrassment as she had watched her girl slowly slide down her other friends Long, Thick, Hard, Curved dick. Watching how Tricia has obviously been missing that good dick of his because he had her clawing at his chest cumming right from the time she took him inside. 

Tricia always put up a big front that she had her man on a tight leash. But, here she was her calling out his name, telling him how good it is, how much she missed him. She couldn't take all of Anthony inside of her bouncing up and down on him. But, what she did take, she took very well, She gave her girl some props because she could ride really ride a dick. Lynn couldn't help but, see how wet Tricia was making Anthony's thick curve and how hard her made her cum. Before Anthony's big finish which was quickly approaching Lynn could tell, she tore herself away from watching. Made her way back out the door and into her own room. There in her bed those 6 months ago, she cheated on her boyfriend. Cheated on him in fantasy, fantasy of just how far down she thought she could make it on her man's good friend's dick. It didn't take her long at all rubbing her clit to cum imagining herself taking him all the way inside. 

That is why she needed to be friendly but, wary of being too close and comfortable with Anthony. 



School Days Ch. 02



** Its been a week since Mr. Love and I had our little moment of fun. Hes been avoiding me and then when he is around me he acts like nothing happened. But all that is about to change because I know just what to do.**

I came to school dressed exactly how a young, hot, teenage girl should dress. I wore a white button up blouse, leaving the top three buttons undone and tieing the access shirt in a knot right above my belly button. I accompanied the shirt with a small black leather mini skirt. Underneath a tiny black satin thong. Whoever came up with the concept of a thong should be given a medal. What more does one 18 year old need to wear but a thong? But anyways. I completed my outfit with none other than silky, white knee-highs and black high-heeled boots. I stopped to admire my handy work in the bathroom mirror. Damn, even I had to admit I was on FIRE. 

I walked down the hallway getting the expected reaction from the over population of dumb jocks. They were whistling, barking, and grabbing but thats nothing unusual for no brain jocks who think with the wrong head. I reached Mr. Love's class and I watched as he prepared todays lesson. I skipped his class to get myself together and make sure everything was ready to go. I waited till after school when almost everyone had left. Since it was Friday, I knew Mr. Love stayed after to grade papers. I walked in quietly closing but locking the door behind me. I pulled the shade down half way letting anyone who choose to peek in get a little action too. It turned my on to think about getting caught. I could feel my pussy dampen and my mouth started to water. Finally Mr. Love spotted me.

"Ahhh Ms. Jennings, to what do I owe this visit? If my memory serves me right you weren't in class today. 

"Well, I had to make sure everything was prepared Mr. Love."

"Please, call me Eric and prepared?"

Mr. Love I mean Eric had that look on his face like the first time we got together and I told him it wouldn't be the last time. I can only explain it as a confused yet very interested look.

"Now whats going to happen is we are going to play a little game, understand?"  I looked at him for conformation that he understood, he shook his head yes. Eric's eyes grew larger watching every move I made. From my backpack I pulled out A pair of handcuffs and two pieces of rope. Eric started to object but I hushed him by lightly running my fingers against his lips. I made him sit in his chair and I handcuffed his hands to the back of the chair. I leaned over him my hands rubbing over his chest than to his legs. My hands stopped at his pants. I unbuttoned them and slowly started to take them off. Eric raised himself slightly to allow me to take them off easier. I heard him moan and I knew he was under my power. My hands came to his underwear as I removed them. I proceeded to tie his feet apart tot eh bottom of the chair. I undid my shirt and let it fall to the floor. My firm, rounded breasts popped out bobing up and down. I HAD his complete attention. I pulled my thong off and straddled Mr. Loves legs. I pulled my skirt up expsing my already soaked pussy to his wondering blue eyes. I grabbed his throbbing member in my hands, teasing and stroking it. A gasp came from his lips. My soaking pussy was just inches from his hard cock. 

"Do you want me to stick your cock in my dripping pussy, Mr. Love?" My voice purred as I spoke. Mr. Love didn't respond. My hands let go of hs cock and came to his face slapping him roughly across the cheek. "ANSWER ME." His breath started to quicken and he softly murmured a faint "yes".

"What was that you fucken bastard? I couldn't hear you, say it louder."

"YES. I want my cock in your sweet pussy. PLEASE." 

He started to squirm and I smiled. I reached down and grabbed his thobbing cock placing it at the entrance of my waiting cunt. I slowly lowered myself onto him. I could feel my pussy stretching to it his intruding cock. "MMMMMMM." I licked my lips as I started to ride Mr. Love in a steady rhythm. My hands came to my tits. As they bounced in front of Mr. Love he lowered his head to take a hard nipple into his mouth. I pulled back. 

"Did I say you could suck on my nipple?" I lowerd my head and bit his bottom lips. He yelped out like a dog in pain. "From this moment on whenever you want to do something you will ask. Understand?" He nodded his head. "Good"

"Oh Amy may I... May I..."

"May you what? Spit it out!"

"May I suck on your delicious tits?"

"MMMM yes you may." I loved this. I loved having this much control.

I continued riding his cock. He started to shake and he exploded into my cunt. I rode him faster bringing my own orgasm to an end. "AHHHH yes, MMMMM GAWD." I rubbed the back of his head climbing off of him. I got on my knees and licked the tip of his cock. He moaned in pleasure. I licked my way down to his balls. With one hand softly stroking, my other hand came to squeeze and play with his balls.

"Ohhh I'm going to cum AMMMMMMMMMY"

My mouth raced to take his cock in my mouth. I went faster my hand following my mouth. He groaned and then exploded into my waiting mouth. I swallowed most of it. I licked my lips getting up and cleaning myself off. I put my thong and shirt back on. I went to my backpack getting a key and a small piece of paper. I put the piece of paper in Mr. Loves pocket and the key on the desk in front of him. 

"That is directions to my parents cabin. You will meet me there next Friday. Everything you need to know is on that paper." Untill then we will have no physical contact. I turned around and headed towards the door. 

"W..Were are you going? Aren't you supposed to help me here?"

I laughed, and looked at him. "I'm sure you'll be fine. I looked at him half undressed and totally embarassed. "The key to those handcuffs is on the desk in front of you." I turned and walked out. I heard Eric mumbling and he knew he was powerless.

To be continued....
Thanks for all the awesome feeback on School Days Ch. 1. Keep a watch out for Ch. 3. Amy gives Mr. Love double the fun!



School Days Ch. 02



Erin put her hand on Courtney's leg, concentrating on the refreshing water in the hot tub bubbling around them. Both women were leaning back with their heads on plastic cushions. Courtney's leg slipped on top of Erin's, whose hand slid down Courtney's thigh and stopped just inches from her pussy.

Courtney spread her legs a few inches wider, anxiously awaiting the familiar feeling of her young friend's fingers. But Erin was in the mood to tease today. She moved her fingers past Courtney's pussy lips, past her clit and up her body until finding one of Courtney's small, firm breasts.

She let her hand rest softly on top of the breast, bending her fingers slightly to feel the wet skin mold to the shape of her fist. She felt the nipple harden against her palm.

Erin ran her fingers back and forth across the nipple. Courtney moaned as Erin finally began sliding her hand back down, closer to where Courtney truly wanted it. Rubbing her nipple always brought Courtney closer to cumming, but it was nothing compared to Erin's delicate fingers on her clit.

The lower the hand got, the higher Courtney's hips rose to meet it. By the time Erin reached the clit, her friend's body was almost above the water line. It was only after Erin made contact that Courtney let her body relax momentarily.

Erin rubbed slowly at first. She used long, unhurried strokes, pushing back the skin surrounding the little clit. When she felt it begin to grow, she sped up. Courtney pushed her body upwards toward the hand. Erin knew it wouldn't be long before her friend came.

Erin moved her hand down and inserted a finger into Courtney. It went deeper until hitting the soft, wet skin inside the woman's pussy. Erin fucked her with the finger for a minute before inserting a second finger. Courtney urged her to play with her clit some more, and Erin complied.

Little squeals of delight indicated to Erin that Courtney was on the verge of an orgasm. She rubbed for a few seconds, then stopped. Rubbed, and stopped. Finally, Courtney cried out and began to cum.

Erin put her entire palm over the clit and rubbed hard. She listened to the sounds of pleasure, finding the clit with her finger and pressing down on it some more. Erin's frantic motions excited Courtney and she thrust her hips out to meet the hand that was driving her wild.

A finger entered her again. Then two. Courtney fucked the hand and played with her own nipples, twirling them between her fingers. Just when she thought she was done, Courtney felt Erin's mouth on her breast. The moment the woman's tongue hit her nipple, a new orgasm began. Erin sucked hard on the breast, biting the skin just hard enough to stimulate her lover.

As the orgasm subsided, Erin rolled on top of Courtney and they kissed.

That was when Erin first noticed the figure standing just ten feet behind them.

"Andy! What are you doing here?"

The young man took a bite out of an apple. "Just watching."

Andy was ten years younger than his 31-year-old sister Erin, but acted just as mature in many ways. He was certainly mature physically, which Courtney quickly noticed as soon as Erin had slid off her and allowed her to turn towards the man.

Both women stayed up to their necks in the turbulent water while Courtney's beautiful grey eyes inspected Andy's muscular legs and upper body.

"I thought you were in school?" Erin asked.

Andy chewed away. "I'm a junior now, sis. Ends up we don't have a very busy schedule. It was a nice day so I wondered what you were doing." The glee in his eyes was unmistakable.

"You better not screw up in school," Erin scolded him in her best big sister voice.

"I won't. Are you going to introduce us?" he asked, nodding toward the naked Courtney.

"This is Courtney." Erin's tone lightened. "Her daughter goes to the same school as the kids."

"Hi," Andy said with a smile. Courtney acknowledged him, resting her chin on the top of her hands at the edge of the hot tub.

He grabbed a towel from the chair next to him. "Can I dry either of you off?"

"You can throw us those suits," Erin said, pointing to a small pile of bikini pieces close by.

"Ahhh. You're no fun." Andy threw the tops and bottoms into the center of the tub, just out of reach of the women.

"You bastard," Erin shouted.

He watched as they scooted through the water to retrieve their suits and awkwardly put them on. He had seen his sister many times before in her suit at the hot tub and pool. She was, indeed, very sexy. But he was equally impressed with her shorter friend, who seemed to be enjoying the game.

Andy found out, as they talked at a round, glass table shaded by a large umbrella on the patio, that Courtney was a 34 year old widow. She openly explained how her Marine husband was killed in the Middle East and how she and her daughter were coping. He was genuinely touched by the strength of the woman.

In the back of his mind, however, it was difficult to erase the scene he silently walked in on earlier. His sister, being married to a man fifteen years older than she, often seemed restless despite her considerable wealth. Perhaps Courtney would help, and Andy was all for that.

He stayed for lunch and his attraction for Erin's friend grew by the minute. Nothing was said about the encounter Andy witnessed, but it was never far from his mind. Particularly in light of his desire to find out if Courtney still...as she must once have...liked men.

Before the women changed into clothes to pick up their kids from school, they invited Andy back to the house the following Monday. He eagerly accepted and was told to bring his bathing suit. Courtney bit her tongue and refrained from suggesting he just swim naked as she and Erin were in the habit of doing.

Courtney spent most of the weekend thinking about Erin's brother and what he had seen and, especially, what she saw in him. She liked his apparent maturity, sense of humor, and body. In fact, she couldn't get his well-toned body off her mind. And was he as interested in her as he appeared to be? Or was she just imagining it?

Monday started out as another cloudless, hot day. Most of the last two months had been that way, so Erin's pool and hot tub were a real lifesaver to both of them. Their budding relationship centered around the patio and pool area during the day while the kids were in school. Erin's husband was seldom home even in the evenings. So they felt safe in the secluded surroundings of Erin's back yard to do what they pleased. No other homes overlooked the area and the women were topless or naked as much as, or more than, they were dressed.

Sex had become a routine part of their near daily visits. Courtney was a little shorter and less curvy than her younger friend, but both women were extremely attracted to the other. Andy would soon find out, however, that men were not totally out of the picture.

He arrived right on schedule and they took snacks out to the pool area. It didn't take long for Andy to tire of the women's chatter, so he headed for the water. Erin immediately noticed Courtney's inattention to what she was saying. Courtney seldom took her eyes off Erin's brother.

"Courtney, why don't you just get in the water...like you want to," Erin finally said.

"Not yet," Courtney replied. She never even looked at Erin as she said it.

"Then pay attention to me."

The tone of Erin's voice finally registered with her friend.

"Huh? Oh. I'm sorry." Courtney smiled sheepishly.

They talked for another couple minutes before being interrupted.

"Hey. Is anybody else coming in?" Andy shouted from the pool.

The women looked at him. Erin didn't wait for Courtney to speak. "Yeah. Courtney wants to swim."

"Well, c'mon," he urged.

Courtney gave an evil smile to Erin and walked to the edge of the pool. A second later she was diving into the water and gliding past Andy. They swam together for a short while, chatting the entire time. Eventually, they found themselves at the edge of the pool nearest Erin.

"I thought you preferred swimming naked?" Erin innocently asked Courtney.

"Oh, shut up. This is your brother. I'm trying to remain decent," Courtney countered back.

"Don't let that stop you!" Andy injected. Everybody laughed.

"At least topless then," Erin suggested.

It was becoming more difficult for Courtney to refuse. She was excited by the possibilities and, now, apparently wouldn't offend anyone if she did it. She turned her back to Andy.

"You take it off," she instructed him.

Andy looked up at his sister for approval. Erin laughed and nodded. Andy's hands immediately went to work at the back of Courtney's neck where the top was tied together. He let the straps fall apart when he was done. Courtney nonchalantly completed the task by removing the top.

After laying it on the tile edging of the pool, she calmly turned to face Andy. His eyes immediately shot to the breasts he had been thinking about all weekend. They were smaller than those on girls he had dated in high school, but flawlessly formed with nipples that begged to be licked.

Erin was enjoying the show her girlfriend was putting on and the response of her little brother. She knew that, given the opportunity, Courtney would probably take this as far as she could. Erin had to prepare herself for that eventuality and, at the moment, she felt confident she could handle it.

"Very nice," was all Andy could think to say.

Courtney slid forward in the water until her bare breasts lightly touched the young man's chest. "They just love to have lips on them...and a tongue."

"May I?" he asked.

"Please do."

Andy leaned down, taking both breasts in his hands. His mouth sought out her left nipple. His tongue glanced over the pink bud a couple times before his lips closed around it. Then, he took as much of the breast as he could into his mouth.

Andy sucked vigorously, squeezing the tit in his hand and using his tongue to manipulate the growing nipple. A minute later he was repeating the procedure on the other breast. Soon, both nipples stood out prominently.

Erin felt her pussy tingle while watching the scene in the pool. She wanted to touch it, but still felt somewhat reserved in front of her brother.

In the middle of Andy's attack on her nipples, Courtney reached between his legs and felt the hardening cock under his trunks. She rubbed it gently until he pulled away from her body.

"They're perfect," he said with a smile.

"Thank you. I think you've done that before," Courtney said.

Andy didn't answer that one. Instead, he asked, "Are you ready to get out?"

"No," Courtney replied abruptly. "I'm not leaving this pool until I get to swim with you naked."

Andy smiled. "OK. Get naked."

Courtney answered with contempt, "No. I mean YOU."

"Ohhh. Well, how about both of us?"

"You first," Courtney said.

"I got to undress you. You should get to take off my trunks," he said.

"Brat." Courtney reached out in the water and grabbed the waistband of his trunks. Quickly, they were down his legs and Courtney was under the water pulling them off. After surfacing with the trunks in hand, she added them to her own top at the side of the pool.

"This isn't fair," Andy complained playfully.

"Swim! And I want you on your back at least once."

Andy turned and swam away from the woman until reaching the opposite side of the pool. He pushed off again and began gliding back, flipping effortlessly onto this back in the process. He maneuvered his body so that he floated within inches of Courtney, stopping with his waist even with hers.

She looked down on the tan, powerfully built body and nearly shuddered. He was wonderful in every regard, including the large, thick cock suspended in the water within easy reach.

Andy tempted her with his body for a second before flipping back over and facing her, treading water. "Your turn."

As soon as she was naked and the rest of her suit was on the ledge, she followed his swimming route, returning at an angle that let her float past him on her back. Only she didn't stop, as he had. She continued past him, watching his eyes take in the entire length of her naked body. Then she turned onto her stomach and swam slowly back to him, her little round ass sticking out of the water and glistening in the hot sun.

She stopped in front of him, stood so that her body touched his, and said. "Now I'm ready to get out."

Courtney pushed her hips forward so that the bottom of her stomach hit against his cock. Then she gradually worked her way across his body until beside him, reached for the edge of the pool and lifted herself out. Andy gazed at her ass as it rose from the water and onto the deck. Water dripped from the neatly shaven pussy that he could just barely see as she lifted her legs out.

Then the women watched him. His arm muscles flexed as he lifted himself out. Water flowed over him and collected at his feet, trickling till the very end from his semi-erect cock.

It was hard to tell who enjoyed the show the most. Courtney was glad to be parading around undressed in front of her newest lover Erin and a potential one in her brother; Erin was thoroughly turned on by the obvious pursuit of each other her two companions exhibited; and Andy was just plain turned on. He knew the girls would have to pick up the kids from school later in the afternoon so his time with Courtney would be limited.

Courtney grabbed a towel for herself and threw one to Andy. They watched each other as they dried off. Courtney was the first to lay down on a lounge chair, ending up in the middle between Andy and his sister.

"Erin, it's your turn next," Courtney said, glancing at her from behind sunglasses.

"Later. This is too much fun watching you two."

"And you yelled at me for watching," Andy reminded her.

"I didn't sneak up behind you," Erin countered.

"I didn't SNEAK up," Andy said. "The door was open...you didn't notice..."

Neither woman wanted to pursue the matter from the previous week. They had considered the patio their private area since first meeting. He was there now only by their invitation.

Andy lay back in his chair, his legs slightly separated. He stared up at the cloudless sky, sensing the women's eyes all over him. Feeling uncomfortable, he rolled onto his side and faced them.

Now it was Courtney's turn to suffer the insecurity of having him gawk at every inch of her nude body. She felt herself suck in her tummy, which really didn't need to be sucked in. And if she could have magically made her breasts any bigger she would have.

"Courtney, you really have a great body," Andy said casually.

Both women were taken aback by the comment, but especially Courtney. It was hard to tell in the heat of the sun that she had blushed. She fidgeted, ultimately lifting the leg closest to Andy and bending it at the knee, her foot flat on the chair.

"Well, thank you Andy. I think you do, too."

"God, you two," Erin interjected. "Are you going to do it right here?"

Courtney laughed. Andy looked at her. "Well, are we?"

She got serious very quickly, the wide smile replaced by a self-assured grin. Courtney turned onto her side facing Andy. She was about to say something, but instead rolled back onto her back. She reached behind her and lowered the back of the chair so that it lay completely flat. Courtney stretched herself out on the chair and spread her legs a few more inches, looking over at Andy when she was settled.

Her intent was clear. Andy rose from his chair and approached the woman, his cock beginning to grow in the few steps it took for him to get to her.

The young man stretched out one leg until it extended over Courtney. Then his foot touched the ground on the other side so that he stood, straddling her body. His cock was directly above her neck.

Her hands rose to him at the same time that he bent his knees enough for the cock to draw near her mouth. Courtney wrapped her fingers around him and led him to her lips. Lightly, she kissed the tip of his cock.

Erin sat back in her chair and just watched. Every second of the action in front of her made her hornier. She desperately wanted to put her hand inside her suit.

Courtney was licking Andy's cock. First the head, then down the length of the shaft as she removed her hand. He had grown considerably harder and was now pointing straight at her face without having to be held.

Courtney licked for a few more seconds before wrapping her lips around him. Andy was pleasantly shocked at the depth with which the woman was able to take him into her mouth. He felt her tongue press against the shaft as he slid in and out.

She put her hand on the base of his cock and worked him with both her lips and her fingers. She squeezed him harder, then let up. Sucked him, then licked. He had never had a woman so adept at taking a cock, but he had never had a 34-year-old mother, either.

He didn't think he could get any harder.

"I want to fuck you," he said softly.

Courtney let him slide out of her mouth and simply nodded. Andy moved down her body. It took a second for them to get settled on the chair so that it was balanced and sturdy. At that point, Andy did not delay in putting his cock at the entrance to Courtney's pussy.

He looked down at her golden skin and watched his cock slowly disappear. She was very tight but wet, either from swimming or excitement or both. It took only a gentle push for him to slide all the way inside her.

Courtney couldn't believe the incredible sensation of his thick cock in her body. It had been so very long since she had a man as large as Andy. She smiled to herself at the realization that the last thing she had in her that was that big wasn't even a real cock.

Erin was beside herself with lust as she looked on. She put her fingers inside the bottom of her bikini and touched her clit. The sight of her brother fucking her new lover was a little more than she could bear. She rubbed the clit harder as the two people on the chair next to her began to have sex.

Andy was somewhat afraid their fucking would be the undoing of the lounge chair. But he thrust himself into Courtney harder and harder without any indication of an imminent crash to the ground. So he just continued, catching a glance when he could of her breasts bouncing up and down.

Courtney grabbed Andy by the ass and pulled him closer to her, wanting as much of his cock and he could give her. She loved the feel of his firm cheeks and well-developed thighs. She moved her hands around him and slid them up and down his brawny chest, clutching at his nipples almost as if they were Erin's.

He returned the favor by pushing down on Courtney's breasts, cupping them in his hands and wringing her nipples. They kissed and held each other tightly as their orgasms approached.

Andy caught Erin masturbating out of the corner of his eye. She was beautiful in her bikini and the sight of her hand inside her skimpy suit really turned him on. He thrust harder into Courtney and she squeezed him harder in return.

She also moved her hand down to her clit and massaged it as Andy fucked her. He leaned back a little so he could watch and still push his cock inside her. She was extremely wet now and his cock shined in the hot sun.

"Courtney. I'm almost there. Yessss. Almost there," he moaned.

Courtney urged him on with her words and actions. They bounced on the chair in wild, frantic excitement, each getting slightly louder than the other.

Finally, Andy started to cum. With one thunderous grunt he pushed into Courtney and started to fill her with his warm cum. The second and third spurts were just as strong.

"That's it. Cum in my pussy. Come on."

Andy plunged into the woman again and again, spilling cum inside her at an amazing rate. And it was good that he lasted so long, because Courtney didn't begin to cum until he was nearly done.




School Days Ch. 02



She screamed out in pleasure as the first wave of her orgasm erupted. She lifted her ass off the chair and forced her pussy towards Andy. He continued to pound into her and she continued to cum. She had to quit touching her clit and simply hold onto the chair of his body. She did a little of both until her orgasm began to subside.

She felt her body tremble...her pussy fill with cum...and her head spin from the thrill of it all.

In the end, she lay exhausted on the chair and Andy rolled off onto the ground next to her, limp but very satisfied. Erin pulled her hand out of her suit, very horny but not wanting to put on a solo act in front of them. Instead, she went to get more snacks for the naked couple.

Courtney and Andy were lying on their chairs when Erin returned.

"Well, that was fun. I hope you enjoyed yourselves," Erin said as drinks were passed around.

Courtney had to look twice to make sure Erin wasn't pissed. She wasn't. Her smile indicated she had, in fact, enjoyed the show.

"It was alright," Andy said dryly.

"It was WHAT?" Courtney cried out.

"For an old woman, you did OK."

Courtney threw a towel toward Andy, but he dodged it.

They sat outside for almost an hour talking, eating and flirting. At some point while Andy and Courtney were talking, Erin went into the house and came out several minutes later. Courtney was the first to notice what Erin was carrying when she returned.

"Erin, what the hell..." Courtney exclaimed.

Erin held up the strap-on for all to see. The long, thick, hard cock protruding from the belt certainly had Courtney's attention.

"Since all we've seen today is Andy, I thought you'd like to see a real cock," Erin said.

"Hey!" Andy yelled back.

Erin handed the strap-on to Courtney, who instantly gripped the cock.

"Go ahead. Put it on," Erin told her.

Her friend didn't hesitate. In seconds it was around her waist with the cock dutifully sticking out in front of her. Courtney stroked it as if it would grow while she played with it.

"Don't you think that would look good inside my sister?" Andy asked.

"Without a doubt," Courtney said, turning to Erin. "How do you want it?"

Erin didn't speak. She just stood up, removed her bathing suit in a sexy strip tease, and got on her hands and knees in front of Courtney.

"From behind," Erin said.

Andy looked down at her older sister and marveled over the beautiful breasts handing from her chest and the wondrous curve of her hips and ass. His cock felt the first twinge of stimulation since rolling off of Courtney.

But that was nothing compared to the sight of the naked Courtney walking behind Erin with the strap-on, positioning herself to fuck his sister from behind. He watched her maneuver the fake cock until it rested at the entrance to Erin's pussy, concentration etched all over Courtney's face.

Then she pushed forward and Andy watched Erin's pussy lips begin to separate in an attempt to accept the huge cock. Erin shouted out and threw her head back as the cock penetrated her deeper. Then Courtney began to fuck her in earnest.

Andy couldn't resist. He took his cock in his hand and began to stroke it. He watched his sister's tits bounce as she took the strap-on. He watched Courtney's tits bounce as she rammed her girlfriend from behind. And Andy got harder.

Courtney began to slap Erin on the ass and Erin responded with cries of delight. Erin took a hand and started to rub her clit, having to move the hand back to the ground to steady herself on occasion when Courtney got rougher.

Within minutes, Andy was rock hard. Once again, Erin found herself unable to take her eyes off her brother's cock. And then, as if they communicated without speaking, Andy moved off his chair and placed the cock in front of his sister's face.

Erin hesitated for only a second. She reached up, grabbed the cock with one hand and moved it towards her mouth. Her tongue flicked out and ran up the length of the shaft. Andy nearly yelled out at the wonderful feel of her tongue. Instead, he moved closer and let her lick it some more.

Erin was overcome with lust from the fucking Courtney was giving her. An instant later, she found her brother's cock touching the back of her throat. She gripped it tightly with her lips and sucked on it, feeling it throb against her tongue.

Andy began fucking her mouth and Erin took it all. She felt his balls slap against her chin as he forced himself into her. The whole time, Courtney just looked on in amazement.

Then a thought crossed her mind that she nearly let slip right by as being nonsensical. She imagined it was Andy fucking Erin and not her. But the image began to make sense the more she watched his cock disappear into his sister's mouth.

Courtney and Andy looked at each other. Courtney simply pointed to Andy, then to Erin's ass. Andy stared back. Then nodded.

He pulled out of his sister's mouth and slowly walked behind her.

Erin turned to look. "What are you doing? Andy. Andy!"

Courtney pulled out and Andy moved into her place. Not giving Erin enough time to act, Andy shoved his cock deep inside his sister's wet pussy.

"Oh, God. Andy," Erin cried. But she felt such joy in having the real cock inside her that she didn't attempt to stop it.

Andy was not disappointed with his sister. Her pussy was tight, even after the pounding she took from the strap-on. He felt his cock hit against her deep inside and flex the skin back and forth at the entrance to her pussy. Erin was simply in heaven being filled by such a large cock.

Andy grabbed her by the hips and clung to her as he fucked her harder and harder. Both of them got so into the sex that the reality of what was happening was lost. When Andy reached under his sister and put his hands firmly around her breasts, Erin didn't care.

When he squeezed and pulled her nipples, she only got closer to cumming.

Like they had been making love for years and years, they came together. At the first sound of Erin's orgasm, Andy spurt cum into her pussy. The sound of their skin hitting against each other echoed throughout the patio. Erin's little screams intermixed with Andy's grunts and groans as cum poured out of his cock.

Erin held her own nipples when Andy didn't. Sweat formed on her brow as her orgasm went on and on. She lost track of how many times Andy shot cum into her. She didn't care. It was all too wonderful to care.

"Wow," was all Courtney could say when it was over.

They retreated to the hot tub where Andy was given access to two pairs of tits. He fondled Courtney's clit while sucking on his sister's breast. Before the afternoon was over and the women had to dress to pick up the kids from school, he had brought each of them to another orgasm by hand. He also came once in Erin's mouth.

A new love triangle had been born.



School Days Ch. 02



Jeff stopped at his buddy's John's room on the way to the darkroom. He needed a drink and could always depend on his friend to have the necessary poison. He rapped on the door.

"Just a minute," he heard John yell from inside.

"It's just me," he said back.

The door flew open just in time for Jeff to catch a glimpse of jet-black hair disappearing beneath the sheets. "Hi Tina," he said casually. She peeked her head out from the covers.

"Hi Jeff," she replied nervously. Tina had that just fucked looked. Jeff knew it because he used to give her that look. It had been a wild few weeks at the beginning of the year but in the end they were both only in it for the sex.

"Jeff look I'm sorry," John stammered.

He looked at his friend with bemusement, and smacked him playfully on the head. "Do I look that fucking stupid?" Jeff asked. "You guys have been seeing each other for at least a month and a half and trying to sneak behind my back to do it."

Tina flew out of the bed, "You mean you've known the whole time?" 

Jeff couldn't help but laugh at her. She stood in front of him in a silky camisole top that clung tightly to her small but pert breasts, her hands on her slim hips and just a wisp of cloth that was trying to pass for panties. She was trying to look mad but all he could do was laugh.

"Yeah, the whole time. Neither of you should think of a career in espionage. Look I just came by to see if you had any rum leftover from last night."

"I'll look," John said, the relief of not having to get into a big to do over his girlfriend evident in his voice.

Tina's steely gaze was still fixed on Jeff. "What?"

"I just can't believe that we didn't have to do all this sneaking around."

"Listen, if what you've been passes for sneaking around I'd hate to see what not sneaking around is like. We're all at the same parties, it's not like I'm blind or that drunk. Besides, how could you guys think I would be pissed about this, I mean it's not like you and I were the great love of each others' life?"

"Yeah, I know; my name's not April," Tina said acidly.

Jeff cringed. It was a fair attack though. Every woman he dated had to measure up to the April standard, and that had caused him a lot of trouble. It wasn't that she was perfect, but she was everything he wanted in a woman, and now she was off with someone else. He had no illusions that their afternoon liaison would have any bearing on anything. She would say she just got carried away and that they didn't "really" have sex and they shouldn't try to over analyze what happened, and so on. In the end they would right back at the "friends" thing.

"Found it." John's proclamation pulled Jeff away from his self-pity. "It's only a pint but should keep you until we all get together at JG's later."

"Yeah, I don't think I'm going, I got some darkroom work to do."

"Oh no you don't," John said, "you're not going to go into one of you weekend depression modes sitting in the dark printing pictures. We're knocking on your door at nine and you better be ready."

Jeff looked at his watch, 7:30. "Alright come bang on my door, if I'm there I'll go."

"If you're not there I'm coming to the darkroom and dragging you out."

"Yeah whatever," Jeff said walking down the hall.

Tina slid up behind John and watched Jeff disappear down the stairwell. "He's got issues with that girl."

"And how," John added closing the door.

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Jeff walked out into the warm spring night his head down as he made the trek across campus to the student newspaper darkroom. Fishing the key out of his pocket, he slid it in the lock and opened the door. The black walls seemed to echo his mood. His earlier happiness had been replaced by that empty feeling he always got when April walked out of life, and he was sure that once she got the photos that's exactly what would happen. The door clicked closed behind him as he pulled the chain on the red light that lit up the work area. He flung open the door of the small refrigerator, the red coke cans looking white in the glow of the refrigerator's own small red light. He chuckled to himself at that. He had replaced the small bulb after inadvertently exposing several poster-size sheets of paper by getting a drink at the wrong time.

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April stretched as she chased away the drowsiness. The dorm room was dark, "How long have I been asleep," she muttered to herself. She clicked on the bedside lamp and immediately spied the note Jeff had left her.

Hope you had a good nap. I went to process the film, figured you didn't want me to wait for you. The guys next door are gone for the weekend so you can take a shower if you want and not have to worry about them. Come on over to the dark room when you're ready and you can pick out which ones you want printed. I drew you a map on the back, it's not hard to find. See you later.

Jeff

April smiled a kind of sad smile. She would never understand why she had ended it with Jeff. He was always thoughtful and kind, and was the best lover she had been with. Even though they weren't together she still got a Valentine card from him. When she asked why, he had said that your first love always deserved a valentine, even if she loved someone else now. She had thought that being separated would mean the end of their relationship but surprisingly it was better now than it had ever been. A tear slid down her cheek as she thought about losing him. Well if this weekend went as planned she wouldn't have to worry about that. As she made her way to the bathroom she realized that her decision had been made, the only question was how he would react.

Jeff shared the bathroom with the two guys in the room next door, and for a bathroom used by three men it was surprisingly clean. April twisted the shower knobs, setting the water as hot as she could stand it and began to wash away the remnants of her photo session. 

The hot water stung her sensitive breasts as she rubbed soap over them, washing the stickiness down the drain. Her mind drifted as she absent-mindedly soaped and rinsed her body. She was in a clearing in the woods, sipping wine on a picnic blanket with Jeff. The hot summer sun beat down on them causing beads of sweat to form. She suggests to him that they would be more comfortable with fewer clothes on and he moves next to her to unbutton her sundress. 

April inhales deeply as his fingers graze across the top of her breasts. Leaning closer their lips meet as he continues unbuttoning her dress. She feels his tongue seeking admittance to her mouth at the same time he pushes the open dress across her thigh. April opens her mouth, accepting his tongue, as his hand slides over her firm behind pulling her tighter to him. She snakes her hand up his shorts to grip his stiffening member while his kisses move lower; first to her chin on to her neck and then the top of her burgeoning chest. His hand leaves her bottom and squeezes gently on the breast he is kissing as a soft moan escapes from April's lips.

With a gentle push she puts Jeff on his back, straddling him. The sleeveless yellow dress is cast aside as his hands envelope her breasts, squeezing them and stroking the nipples through the white cotton bra. Reaching behind her, she unsnaps the bra and, pushing his hands away, allows it to fall, his hands returning to her now bare breasts. Jeff squeezes the mounds of flesh and leans up to suck a nipple into his mouth. April moans as her hands intertwine with his hair holding him tight as he suckles her breast.

Jeff traces her areola with his tongue causing her nipple to stiffen, his finger following the same pattern on the other breast. April pulls him even tighter forcing her abundant titflesh into his mouth. He sucks her deep; her breast filling his mouth as his hands knead the still exposed portion. After several minutes he switches his attention to the other breast; the one he left glistens in the sunlight from his saliva.

April reaches between her legs and undoes his shorts, quickly pulling them and his boxers down to his ankles. Jeff lets out a whimper of pleasure as April lowers herself onto his engorged cock. Even through her cotton panties he can feel the heat and moisture escaping from her sex. She rubs up and down his length, just the thin material separating him from her eager pussy.

Reaching between them, Jeff pulls the crotch of the panties aside and is rewarded with April's juices coating his shaft. He puts a hand behind her and, pushing her hips forward, slips the head of his cock inside her. A guttural moan of longing escapes from April as she pushes down, taking him deeper inside her. She pushes him back down onto the blanket and places her hands on his chest. With a steady deliberate motion she slides up his cock and back down again and again, his dick almost slips out before she thrusts her hips back down taking his full length in again.

His hands move back to her breasts, kneading the yielding flesh, pulling on the stiff pink nipples. April looks down at him, his eyes half closed in pleasure. She stays motionless for a few moments with him deep inside her, relishing in the feeling of fullness. Slowly her hips begin a circular motion. In seconds she feels his hands leave her chest and grab her hips. He guides her faster and faster, coupling her orbits with thrusts. April reaches behind her and starts to massage his heavy testicles and she feels him tense.

"That's it baby, come inside me. I want to feel you fill me with your hot cum," she cries.

At the same moment Jeff filled her pussy with hot steamy cum in her fantasy, she felt her pussy spasm around the three fingers she had buried deep in it. She grasped the shower wall as her knees became wobbly from the sudden release. The hot water still streamed over her, washing away the fluids leaking onto her hands from the orgasm. 

April stood there for a few minutes regaining her composure before turning off the water. She quickly wrapped the towel around her and went back into Jeff's room. She lay on the bed, her head still spinning from the orgasm. April always came hard when her masturbation fantasy included Jeff. That realization reaffirmed her decision to get him back this weekend. That thought gave her newfound energy and she set about getting dressed and finding the darkroom.

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Jeff cracked the top of the soda, sucked down a quick gulp and then replaced it with a healthy pour from the bottle of rum. He sipped his crude Cuba Libre as he set to work gathering the film reels and drums. When he was sure he had everything he pulled the chain again, sending the darkroom into complete blackness.

His practiced hands pried open the film canisters and wound the film onto the stainless steel reels. He had done this so many times sometimes he thought he'd be able to do it in his sleep. He knew he could do it drunk. There were many nights after a party, he would stagger to the darkroom and have the pictures all printed and ready for distribution at breakfast. In a matter of minutes he had all three rolls on the reels and in the developing tub. He pushed the lightproof cap onto the tub and clicked the light back on.

Now for the tedious part, he thought as he poured the developer in and started the timer. After several minutes and swaps between fixer and rinsing agent, he pulled the reels from the tub and hung the wet strips of film in the drying booth. Jeff turned on the large overhead fluorescent lights to get his first peek at the fruits of his labor as the machine dissipated the water from the celluloid. Though small, the crisp images on the film brought the earlier tryst back to him and he felt his cock stirring once again.

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April was still trying to decide what to wear. She had pulled on a pink thong and a matching satin bra that barely contained her ample breasts, but was now debating between shorts or jeans. She cracked open the window slightly and, feeling the warm breeze decided on the shorts. Wiggling her hips she slid the tight, faded denim on, the seam pulling into the cleft of her ass as well as rubbing against her pussy. She buttoned them and pulled the zipper up. Rummaging through Jeff's closet she selected a blue oxford shirt, which she tied around her midriff, exposing her belly button and only used two of the buttons leaving her cleavage visible. She slipped into her tennis shoes and, clutching the map Jeff had left her, slipped out of his room and down the stairs out into the starlit night.

Jeff had been right about the darkroom being easy to find, it only took her a couple of minutes to cross the quad and find the right floor of the building. Along the way she went over her plan in her head, devising a way to tell Jeff that she wanted him back. The plan formulated in her mind, she just hoped she would have the opportunity to put it in motion. She knocked lightly on the door.

"It's open."

She slipped in the door and closed it behind her.

"Lock it will you, we don't need anyone stumbling in and ruining the pictures." Or anything else that might happen, April thought to herself.

She made her way through the two half circle openings that prevented any stray light from getting in. Jeff was standing in front of one of the enlargers, scissors in hand trimming the negatives. He was so engrossed in his task; Jeff didn't even look up at her.

"Go ahead and kill the lights, I'm ready to print the proof sheets."

April had spent enough time in the darkroom with him to know better than to bother him when he was working this intently. She switched the lights from white to red and slid next to Jeff so she could watch him work.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jeff saw April reach for the Coke can. "That's been altered from its original state," he said cryptically.

"I only want a sip. Besides I'm sure you have more." 

He held up the pint flask, it was almost empty. "Not that much more." Jeff had the beginnings of a buzz going, a couple more drinks and he could spend the rest of the night just drinking to maintain the status quo.

"Okay here we go," he said turning on the enlarger, the white light burning the small images into the glossy paper. After a few seconds the light went out and he pulled the paper out from under the negatives and dunked it into the first tray on his right. As if by magic, the images began to appear. A few more seconds and he moved the paper into the next tray and then into the final one before clipping it to the line hanging over the sink.

This process was quickly repeated with the others until three 8x10 sheets hung drying, each one representing a roll of film.

April had been transfixed on the small pictures from the second they had been hung. She couldn't believe the raw sexuality emanating from her. As she relived the afternoon's sexual escapade in pictures she could feel herself becoming aroused. First it was her nipples straining against the satin of her bra followed quickly by her increased heart rate. The droplets of arousal seeping from her pussy were the telltale sign however. Her mouth was dry as she followed the scene to its messy conclusion. A sigh escaped her mouth; she didn't even remember massaging his semen into her breasts like that.

Jeff watched her as she studied the photos. The shorts clung to her like a second skin, hugging every curve and indentation. If she was wearing panties, he thought to himself, it had to be a thong. It was the open display of her chest that really made his heart race. April frequently "borrowed" his oxford shirts and almost always wore them this way. She knew he loved undoing the buttons and sliding his hands along her breasts. Was she teasing him or was there more to this "photo session" than she had let on. She had said there was a boyfriend but it occurred to him that she hadn't once mentioned his name.

Jeff's mind swirled with the possibility that this was just an elaborate plan to get him back. No. That couldn't be it. April must know that all she had to do was ask and he was hers. He argued back and forth with himself and didn't notice April pulling the contact sheets down and circling the pictures she wanted. Standing directly in front of him she waved her hands across his face, "Hellooo. Earth to Jeff."

Startled he tried to step back but only succeeded in nearly knocking over the enlarger. "What?!"

"I've picked my pictures. Can we print them now?"

Without her five-inch heels, Jeff was looking over her head. He lowered his gaze, looking deep into her blue eyes. "Yeah, sure, which ones do you want?" He asked as his gaze shifted lower to ample cleavage.

She pushed the photos into his hands and he scanned them quickly. Most of the selections were from the first two rolls. Which if he thought about it made sense. She couldn't exactly give her boyfriend pictures of her mouth stuffed full of another guy's cock.

Jeff quickly sorted through the negatives and pulled out the ones she had picked.

"Can we do the last one first?" April asked as she stood next to him.

"Sure why not."

He found frame number 27, centered it on the negative carrier and slid it into the enlarger. He clicked on the enlarger's light to focus the image and was surprised by what appeared. He didn't even remember taking the picture. April's breasts were wrapped tightly around his cock, her nipples sticking out from between her fingers. Her mouth was slightly open and her eyes were lidded over. A pitch-black stream of liquid began at the head of Jeff's cock and extended to the base of April's neck. 

Jeff's cock immediately hardened. "You can't give that to your boyfriend," he said with a calmness that surprised him, "how will you ever explain the picture to him?"

April gently reached up and took his face in her hands. It took a moment, but Jeff realized that she was grinning like proverbial cat that ate the canary.

"I don't have to explain anything if you're him."

Before he could say anything she was on her tiptoes, pushing her lips onto his, her tongue seeking admittance to his mouth. He opened his lips as her tongue greedily invaded his mouth. She kissed him deep, hard and long, her arms wrapping around his neck for support. Jeff sucked hard on her tongue trapping it in his mouth as his hands traveled down to her firm ass and cupped each cheek. He pulled her tightly to him, his hard prick rubbing her bare stomach through his jeans. 

They finally broke the kiss as each one breathed deeply. Jeff was still in a state of disbelief. 

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" He asked softly. 

April only nodded as she wrapped her arms around him tighter. "Do you need proof? I love you Jeff. I've always loved you and will always love you. I was stupid to let you go and I'll do anything to get you back."

"Anything?"

She smiled at him mischievously and rubbing his hard cock through his jeans whispered in his ear, "ANYTHING." She knew what he wanted and immediately squatted in front him. Deftly, she undid the button fly on his jeans and pulled out his throbbing cock. April loved sucking cock, especially Jeff's, but she had never been keen on swallowing. She didn't mind getting sprayed with semen, in fact she loved getting a "pearl necklace," but there was something about swallowing she didn't care for.

She could count on one hand the number of times she had swallowed his load, all of them special occasions. April knew Jeff loved it, and she was sure that if she sucked him dry he would know she was serious.

She took his hard cock in her hand and started rubbing it over her face and cheeks. The smooth skin felt incredibly warm and she tentatively licked the underside from his balls to the tip. He moaned with pleasure and April felt her pussy moistening again. One hand caressed his heavy balls as she licked the shaft up and down, occasionally shifting to kisses before continuing with the licks.




School Days Ch. 02



Jeff looked down at her and his head swirled with recent events. She had to know he would take her back, so why the elaborate scheme. Don't think, just enjoy, he said to himself as he looked down at April treating his cock like a lollipop. She looked back up at him her eyes twinkling as she parted her lips and sucked his dick into her mouth taking it all the way down her throat. Slowly she pulled back, leaving his cock glistening with saliva. When she reached the tip her tongue swirled around it before pushing her lips back down to the base. 

Jeff was in heaven as April slowly slid her mouth up and down his cock. He could even catch glimpses of her heavy breasts, encased in their shiny satin prison, jiggling back and forth enticingly as she glided forward and back. He desperately wanted to take her back to his room and have wild crazy make-up sex but decided to just let her set the agenda for the night.

April's mouth was stretched with Jeff's thick cock. She loved the feeling of submission she got from being on her knees sucking his cock, but she was getting tired. Time to speed up the process she thought as she moved up and down his dick at an increased speed. She felt his hand move to the back of her head and his hips began to match her rhythm.

She pulled him out of her mouth, her hand replacing the stroking of her mouth.

"Are you getting close, baby," she asked sultrily.

"Yesss."

"What do you want, baby?"

"You said anything."

"I know but I need you to tell me." Her hand still pumped him furiously.

"You know what I want. I want you to suck me."

"Suck you? I've been doing that. What do you really want?"

"I want to come in your mouth."

"Yeah, you want me to swallow your cum. Let you fill my mouth with your hot sticky juice and then suck you dry." April parted her lips and sucked him deep. 

The exchange of words had put Jeff on the brink and the feeling of her warm mouth sent him over the edge. His cock twitched and sent a blast of warm salty liquid directly down April's throat. True to her word, she held his pulsing member in her mouth as blast after blast of semen filled it to the point of overflowing. Some dribbled from the corners of her mouth as she swallowed the huge load, the saltiness burning in her throat. She pulled her lips up to the head, milking the last of his jism out of his shrinking tool.

Standing, she reached for the rum and coke and proceeded to drain the can, washing the taste from her mouth. Jeff wrapped his arms around April holding her tight to his chest as her arms encircled him. That stood that way for several minutes until the loud rap on the darkroom door startled them. Jeff glanced at the clock, 9:05. Well John was serious. 

"Hang on a second," he yelled to the door. "It's John," he said to her, "he wants to drag me to JG's, thinks it will improve my mood."

"I don't think your mood needs improving but going out sounds like fun. We can come back tomorrow and print the pictures."

"Tomorrow? Where exactly are you planning to spend the night?"

"With you," she said going back up on her tiptoes to kiss him. She grabbed his keys. "Get cleaned up, I'll send him to get the Jeep."

April negotiated the curving hallway and opened the door. The look on John's face was priceless. His jaw was on the floor, eyes nearly out of their sockets. April casually handed him the keys.

"Go get the Jeep; we'll be ready in a minute."

"We?" John asked incredulously.

"I get to come too don't I?"

"April dressed like that you can go anywhere you want. We'll be around in a couple minutes."

The moment the door clicked shut she burst into laughter.

"What's so funny?"

"Jeff, you should have seen the look on his face. I was the last person on the planet he thought would answer the door."

"Well look at the way you're dressed too. Just the hotness factor is going to make most guys stare."

"Do you want me to go change?"

"Not a chance," he said putting his arms around her, "I want everyone to see how hot my girlfriend is. Okay let's go, I put everything in my drawer and locked it. Bobby's away all weekend with the tennis team but no sense taking a chance of those photos getting around."

April didn't even hear the last sentence she was too fixated on the word girlfriend. It brought a smile to her face and she gripped his arm tightly as they walked out into the night. The Jeep's headlights sliced through the darkness as John brought the vehicle to a stop at the bottom of the steps. 

Even in the dim light of the street lamps, Jeff could see the vicious look Tina gave John. Apparently he hadn't mentioned April was coming too. The two women had met briefly at the beginning of the school year and neither particularly cared for the other. Jeff hoped that the change in relationships would help them get along better.

"Hello April," Tina said icily.

"Hi, how are you? You look great." Everyone was stunned as April hugged Tina as if she were her long lost best friend. No one saw the sly grin as April thought about the second reason for visiting this weekend.

John began to climb into the back seat before Jeff stopped him. "I've had a few drinks why don't you drive?"

April and Jeff hopped up into the small back seat and threw the blanket over their laps. Jeff reached up and slapped John on the shoulder. "Let's go."



School Days Ch. 02



This is a continuation of another story..

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James had spent the past couple of weeks with Mackenzie but didn't have any idea what her fetishes were. He decided he would snoop around since he already figured she had already done so while he was at work. She went for her morning run after they had morning sex, so he chose that time period to search. She had to have hid it, figuring she found his stash drawer. Luckily he knew not all his secrets were in one place. She wouldn't find one piece of evidence that had been burned when he figured out what a nasty habit it was. He had his past but she didn't need to know about everything he had done before her. He was starting to hate the idea of not having her in his bed at the end of the term.

He had thought of asking her to continue staying with him and for them to take the same classes but he didn't want to ask without already knowing for sure she would say yes. He had that spare bedroom she could use if she wanted to but she had only stayed in his bed since she moved in. Then it occurred to him. She probably put her dirty secrets there.

He went to the kitchen grabbed a cup of coffee and went to the spare room. She would be gone at least another thirty minutes so he was sure he would find it and know before then what her fetishes were. James looked under the bed, in the drawers of the dresser, and the nightstand. She hid stuff real good but James wouldn't give up until he found it. 

James walked over to the closet and he was rewarded with a box marked Mac. James had only called her Mackenzie or some cliche nickname but he thought Mac fit her personality much better than something so formal. After the past couple of weeks he knew she wasn't a typical girl. She sat and watched football, basketball, and baseball with him whenever it was on. She hated "chick drinks" that most females will only drink. Mac sounded guyish but yet if said just right sounded girly to him. He thought to himself he would call her Mac when she came home.

He cut the tape on the box and opened it and started pulling everything out. The items intrigued him but he couldn't see Mackenzie ever using them. But then again maybe it was a side of her that she hid. He first found a photo album right on the top of the boxes content and slowly pulled it out to see what else there was. He set the album aside to go back to later on and went straight towards what appeared to be silk scarfs, lube, and some items he wasn't quite sure what they were for let alone what they were.

He decided to put them into his special drawer so he could use the objects later on when he wanted to. Once he returned to the spare room he picked up the photo album and decided he should open it. He had thought Mackenzie looked familiar that first day but he had pushed it aside because she was close to be a typical Italian beauty with those pretty blue eyes and the brunette hair going down her back. She almost could have been anyone but for that brief second she looked like someone he went to elementary school with but there was no way someone like her could have ever lived in a small town.

He looked down at a picture of her when she was a baby with a baby's announcement right below it without bothering to read the announcement. He flipped the page and went on looking at the beauty that shared his bed. She really did look like that little girl who he used to know so well. Only problem really remained was her name was not Mackenzie, it was Isabella but with how abruptly Isabella had moved without a single word, so who really knew. One day she was here and the next she was gone.

He flipped to the next page and saw the picture that shocked him completely. He had seen her before. It no longer was a falsehood. She, Mac, was the girl he had dreamed of for so many nights to have in his bed and the past several weeks he had her there without knowing it. The picture was only one of 2 copies. He had the other copy between pages of a book called "A Sexy Time of It."

Would he see her differently now? That's when he heard the door close behind him. "What are you doing going through my stuff James?" 

"Well Isabella or is it Mac or maybe it is Mackenzie, I wanted to redo this room and came across this box that had magically appeared in here and I didn't know what was in it so I opened it and found this photo album. So would you explain why you have a picture of me and what appears to be you from elementary school? Or do I get to guess?"

"James I am sorry. I didn't know that was you until I found your copy of the picture and I didn't know how to tell you."

"Tell me now. I want to understand so please tell me now before I go out that door and not come back for as long as I could get away with."

"I left the day after the end of sixth grade and we were supposed to meet at the mall because you had something to ask me but my mom and I got in an accident. I was in the hospital for quite awhile and my mom died. I never went to the funeral and my dad wouldn't take me. So I was in the hospital for almost three months and I didn't have anyone so I got adopted by a family in Los Angeles. And now I am here."

"So why didn't you tell me, Izzy?"

"My name isn't Izzy anymore, it's Mac. You were one of the few friends I had and I had to leave without saying goodbye. It wasn't easy for me," Mac started stumbling on her words and instead shortened the distance between them and brought her lips to James'. "Forgive me."

James didn't answer with words. Instead he took her mouth like he owned it and smashed his lips against her halfway knocking her over. She fell over letting his body raise up over her as their bodies twisted together. James took her shirt off enough to reveal her breasts. His hand slid down to meet her other set of lips inside of her shorts. Mac let out a moan that sounded like a partial whimper. 

James lifted Mac up into his arms to move rooms. Mac held her arms tightly around his neck. She suddenly felt a bed under her and then saw James down towards her feet pulling her shorts down and out of the way. Then he brought his face up to her center and started flicking his tongue over her clit. Mac let out a little sigh followed by a moan. Hearing her moan like that made James move his tongue down to enter her over and over again. "Oh James!!!!"

He stayed down there until he felt her cum all over his face. He slid his body up to kiss her so she could taste herself off of him. "Mm I taste good."

"You don't even know. I want you so much right now." He finally had the real thing and was prepared to treat his queen as his real queen and not just a look a like. It was his Izzy, even if she didn't go by that name anymore. He was in heaven by the event.

"James," Mac said close to his ear. "Fuck me hard, please." James went big eyed and went to work at pleasing his goddess. He slid into her soaking wet pussy. She felt so good against his cock. He stroked in and out of her slowly making her moan each time. He started picking up the pace. Mac lifted her hips up and matched James thrust for thrust. Mac continued moaning with every thrust almost like they had never done this before. It was like a whole new game for them to play.

James' hands were exploring every inch of Mac as Mac's hands did the same to him. He quickened his pace and slammed in balls deep into Mac. Mac let out a scream of his name which sent him and her over the edge and into their orgasms together. James rolled off to the side, slipping out of Mac. They laid their quietly until Mac got up and went in and got in the shower. 

Mac washed herself off and was just finishing up when she noticed the entire time she was in there it appeared James had been watching her. This made her become very wet at the thought. "Did you enjoy the show?"

"Mac I think the evidence if I enjoyed is quite obvious. Are you hungry?"

"Not quite. Why are you?"

James shook his head and walked towards the kitchen. Mac followed him but his long strides left her a little ways behind him. When she reached the kitchen she saw him over at the kitchen table. She noticed how he leaned back so relaxed against it.

"You know my table is pretty sturdy and a virgin. And well you look good enough to eat," as he said those words he lifted her onto the table. "Now the table is set. Beautiful naked women is served!"

James took her right breast into his mouth tugging and sucking her a she moaned in pleasure. He switched to the other breast and slid his hand down between her legs and starts massaging her clit. Mac gasped for air while letting out some words. "Oh James!" 

James knew when she let that out an orgasm from her could be soon achieved. So he picked up the pace on her clit and slid two of his fingers in and start finger fucking her. "OH OH OH JAMES!!!!!!!!!!!" With her outcry she went into an orgasm. 

He removed his hands from her pussy and pulled her to the edge of the table. He ran his hard cock over her pussy lips. "Do you want it Mac? Tell me how much you want it."

"Please James," she begged. He pushed in making her gasp again. "Oh. Oh. Oh!" Mac was pleased at the feel of him sliding in and out over and over again. He picked the pace up ever so slightly each time he drove in to her. He quickened the pace more and more until both of them laid there spent. 

"Mac, never keep a secret from me again."

Mac just nodded and the fell asleep on the table together. In Mac's dream world she dreamed of what she would do with him next. Maybe getting him to fuck her ass. She didn't know what he would do but she knew she would enjoy.



School Days Ch. 03



I stepped out of the shower smiling. Letting the towel trail over my skin. The delicate touch of my own fingers sending my mind into clouds of desire. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. "Okay Amy this is it. Don't get cold feet now." I reassured myself knowing that what I had planned for today would be mind blowing. 

Hearing the knock I had waited for for the past week I grabbed my robe and went to the door. I opened it to see Liz standing there. I smiled and quickly jumped into her arms. Liz was a girl I knew at a previous school. She was a beautiful girl. Her long golden hair brought out her green eyes. She was about my height with smaller breasts and her olive skin made her look like a work of art. We were close friends and knew practically everything about each other. So I knew when I came up with the idea to bring her in on the fun she would be more than willing. 

"Well finally, I thought I'd be out there all day." she smirked. 

"Liz, god it's been so long. I knew you'd come." I grinned taking in her presence. "When I called you I was a little nervous but I knew you'd be up for it. So whats been going on since I last saw you?" 

"Oh, a little bit of this a little bit of that. Are you going to ask me in or what? Geeze I know its beautiful out here and god this cabin is amazing but I'd rather see the inside then the outside right now."

I laughed, "Of sourse come in. Eric should be arriving soon let me go get changed and we can catch up. I walked out leaving Liz in the living room. She sure was beautiful. Any person in their right mind would have fantasies of her. I quickly changed into a basic white tank top and a pair of blue jeans. I knew our clothes wouldn't be on long any way so what was the use of dressing neatly? I left off he bra and underware thing. Just more clothes to get in the way. I walked back out to Liz.

"I see you've made yourself comfortable." Liz was wearing a denim skirt that showed off her amazing legs and a low cut cotton halter top that just made your mouth water. "You look amazing." I licked my lips coming towards her.

"I can't say you look that bad yourself, Amy. You know I've missed you." She smiled and I thought my knees were going to give out on me. This was a girl and she had this much power over me. When I reached her she pulled me into her arms and kissed me with hunger and passion. My hands went to her hair running my fingers though it. 

"MMMN, I've missed that." I felt the redness grow in my cheeks. 

"Amy, you have no idea. I've been so bored with out you.

I laughed. "Well I think I might have an idea. Look Eric will be her soon and he doesn't know about you so when he gets here I want you to go to my room and wait for me to call you in."

"No problem hunnie." She walked away, heading for my room. I couldn't get my eyes off her ass. It swayed perfectly. "Damn Liz can it get any better?" 

She grinned turning to look at me, "Oh yea, Ames (her nikname for me) it can get a whole lot better." I grinned like a cat, "I can only imagin, now get in there I heard his car pull up."

I went to the door opening it. Standing there I watched Eric walk up the steps. 

"I was getting a little worried there. Didn't think you were going to show up."

"Well I must say you did leave me in quite a situation last Friday. Luckily I was able to slip my hand free enough to get the key."

Laughing I looked at him, "Well come in I have something planned for you. Sit on the sofa. After I closed the door and he had sat down I went over to him. "Eric there is someone I want you to meet. Liz you can come out now." I watched his facial expressions when she came out. "Liz this is Mr. Love better known as Eric, Eric this is Liz a really good friend of mine." I placed my hand on her ass making sure he could see me. He grinned allowing all of this to sink in. "You see Eric, Liz was at a school I used to attend. We became very aware of each other and today I want you to become aware of her."

"MMMN I think I can manage that," he said smiling."

Liz undressed herself, Eric and I quickly followed her lead.

She walked over to me carressing my body and kissing my neck. I moaned softly my hands cupping her ass. I could see pver her shoulder how aroused Eric was getting. "Oh Liz I think Mr. Love feels a little left out."

"I can fix that," Liz groaned. She walked to him pushing him down onto the sofa. She straddled his face. "This is whats going to happen, Mr. Love, your going to lcik my pussy while Amy there rides your nice hard cock." Liz waved me over and i climbed ontop of Eric. She held his cock as I postioned myself on it. Eric and I both groaned when I had completely impailed my pussy on it. 

"OHHHHH god its sooooo hard Liz, you gotta feel this." 

"Oh baby I'm getting quite the feeling." I looked up and saw Liz grinding her pussy into Mr. Loves face. You could her the slurping sounds as he licked her clean.

"OOOHHH FUCK EAT MY PUSSY YOU BASTARD..MMMN THATS IT... LICK RIGHT THERE.. OHHH HARDER...I'M ABOUT TO CUM..."

I reached over grabbing Liz's tits. 

"OHHHHHHH FUCK LIZ... I'M GONNA CUMMMM TOOO." 

I stared pounding my pussy on his cock. I could feel the warm tissue on my insides scraping against his shaft, it felt so good. It was like a whole new experience. Hearing Liz talk dirty and seeing her right in front of me brought on a huge orgasm. 

Eric groaned letting his mouth take a break from Liz's pussy. "FUUUUCK I'M CUMMING AMY." 

"Your ready to switch baby?" Liz looked at me with lust in her eyes. "Mmmhmm." was all I could manage to say. I watched as Liz climbed off of Eric and kissed him, tasting herself on his tongue. "God I taste good," she smiled. She bent to kiss me and I finally got to taste her sweetness. "Mmmn babe you can say that again," I whispered to her. I climbed off of Eric as my pussy let go of his cock with a plop. Liz and I switched postions and repeated what we did previously. After we had both had our fun we decided to give Eric a little more. We both got on our knees looking at each other. I nodded and she took her que. Her tongue came out and licked the tip of his cum covered cock. Her mouth wrapped around it like a goddess and I watched as her head started to move up and down. I head Eric groaning and his hips shaking. I bent my head taking his balls into my warm mouth. Sucking them and biting them gently. 

"OHHHHHHHH GOD I CAN'T PUT UP WITH MUCH MORE OF THIS... SHIIIIIIT.. SUCK MY COCK YOU WHORES..."

Liz and I took that in and switched postions. I took his hard cock into my mouth her saliva already making it slippery. I could taste pussy and cum mixed. It was wonderful. I started to suck faster.. my hand coming to wrap around his shaft. 

"FUUUUUUCK I'M CUMMMMMMMMING YOU FUCKEN SLUTS TAKE ALL OF MY CUMMMM MMMMMNN YESSSSSSS." 

Liz and I drank and licked every drop of cum Mr. Love had for us. When we were finished we both got up, pulling Eric up off the sofa. Walking nakid to the door I opened it and we pushed him outside along with his car keys. 

"Hope you had fun baby, maybe we can all get to gether another time."

"Amy, wait, you can't please, at least give me my clothes." Liz looked out at him, holding his pants and shirt up. "Oh, you mean these? Well I'll tell you what, heres you underware it is a little chilly."

"Amy.." I saw the fear in his eyes.

Liz and I looked at each other slamming the door. "Well babe I think that went well." "Liz I do believe you are right." We walked back to my bedroom leaving Eric to fend for himself, spending the night in each others arms. But thats a whole different story. 

Your feedback is awesome... Thank-you for all your support! Niki



School Days Ch. 03



"Are you going to the game party Saturday?" Erin had her head on Courtney's bare thigh. She traced the outline of Courtney's panties with her finger as she waited for an answer.

"Probably. Are you?" Courtney asked, running her fingers over one of her naked breasts. She felt the nipple harden.

Erin put her hand on top of her lover's panties, feeling for the outline of Courtney's pussy. "Yep. I think you'll have fun."

Erin found the opening she was looking for and pressed down on the material. She moved her finger up until she felt Courtney's clit. She heard her friend sigh and began to rub.

A few seconds later, Erin's hand was inside the panties rubbing the same clit only harder and more directly. Courtney squirmed on the bed, raising and lowering her hips.

Erin lifted her head and placed both hands on the waistband of the panties. Moving between Courtney's legs, she began to remove the little piece of clothing. She watched the familiar pussy appear as she pulled the panties down Courtney's silky smooth thighs.

Courtney lifted her legs and allowed Erin to remove the panties. The legs came back down around Erin, spread sufficiently wide for Erin to lower her face to a wet pussy.

Erin always found the smell of her lover intoxicating, but today she was especially horny and wasted little time in attacking the entrance to Courtney's slit. She stuck her tongue deep inside the woman and fucked her furiously for a few minutes. Her chin was soaked with Courtney's juices when she moved up and found her clit.

Erin wrapped her lips around the swollen nub and sucked on it. She used her tongue to flick up and down. Each time she touched the clit Courtney twitched a little more. Her moans got louder.

Erin placed her hands under Courtney's ass and lifted her up. Now the woman's mouth was clenched tightly around the clit, smothering it with attention.

"Oh, yes. Yes. Erin. Right there."

Erin licked harder.

"Now."

Courtney's orgasm made her body go completely rigid. She forced her pussy into Erin's mouth even harder, then began bucking as if being fucked. The harder she pushed the tighter Erin held on. Courtney felt fingers clutching at her ass cheeks and a tongue constantly swiping at her clit.

Courtney cried out louder with each wave of her orgasm. She played with her tits and nipples before pushing down on the back of Erin's head.

After what seemed like an eternity, her orgasm faded and she lay back on the pillow exhausted. Erin moved up and laid her head on Courtney's breasts, their bodies firm against each other.

"They do THAT at the party," Erin said softly.

"I'm going."

Erin, 31, and Courtney, 34, were bisexual lovers in a mid-western college town. Erin was married to a middle-aged filthy rich executive who was less than satisfying in bed. Courtney was a widow. Their kids went to the same school and they had met each other the year before. It was only this year, however, that they began to meet during the day and make love on a regular basis.

In the fall, during the local college's televised football games, Erin attended parties at the mansion of an even richer friend. The parties were notorious for nakedness, spouse swapping and orgies. Nearly every week at least a couple college-aged children of attendees joined in the fun.

Erin had been trying to persuade Courtney to go with her one time, knowing Courtney would enjoy the uninhibited nature of the crowd and the unlimited opportunity to fuck any man or woman she wanted in a safe environment.

Today Erin finally got her way.

In the days leading up to the Saturday party Erin continued to assure Courtney that she would have a good time. Erin didn't give away all of the secrets of the little group, wanting Courtney to be pleasantly surprised at some of what went on.

Erin had always been a favorite of many of the partygoers with her blonde hair, model's body and love for sex. Erin considered perfect sex as having a man on one side of her and a woman on the other—each taking one of her breasts. She didn't care which one got to her pussy first as long as one of them did. She would, in turn, be equally satisfying to each of her partners.

Courtney had turned into a fabulous lesbian…with Erin's help. But as Erin's little brother had found out one day at Erin's house, Courtney could handle a man, too. She was shorter than Erin, a brunette with an average body. But she knew how to use it and her brilliant blue eyes attracted men and women like bees to honey.

Erin agreed to drive the pair to the party on Saturday. Courtney had asked what to wear and Erin's answer had been, "As little as possible." Courtney decided to go with a tank top, no bra and tight jeans over v-string panties. Erin had on a low cut v-neck t-shirt, jeans and the bottom of her bikini, knowing she'd be spending some time in the hot tub. Of course, the bottom never stayed on very long so it didn't matter.

"Oh, my God," Courtney exclaimed as they drove up to the party house. A brick estate loomed before them. Wings on both ends added to the home's grandeur.

"Two million dollars," Erin said nonchalantly. "Seven bedrooms, six bathrooms." Courtney listened in stunned silence. "Wait until you get inside. There's a two-story foyer with archways leading into the dining room, study, and main living room. The kitchen and breakfast room open to a family room. There's a first floor owner's suite that opens to a brick patio. The lower level family room has a built-in kitchenette, a media room, an exercise room, and a separate study and full bath."

"Stop it," Courtney said. "You sound like a real estate agent. I'm not trying to buy the thing, just go to a party in it."

"And have sex in all seven bedrooms," Erin added.

"Maybe."

They got out of the car and walked toward the massive front door. Several other cars were lined up along the semi-circular drive. Yet, there was room for at least two dozen more.

Erin rang the doorbell and the women waited patiently, a little anxious from anticipation. Finally, the door opened and a man in his late thirties or early forties beamed a wide smile at the sight of Erin.

"Hi, Bobby," Erin said cheerfully.

"Erin. Welcome back. Come on in," the man said.

"Bobby, this is Courtney."

The host closed the door behind them and extended his hand. "Glad to meet you, Courtney."

"Hi. Thank you for letting me come," Courtney said.

"Any guest of Erin's is always welcome," Bobby said.

Courtney watched his eyes devour Erin in her little shirt, the much taller man looking down at her breasts without any uneasiness at being caught.

"C'mon. I'll show you where everything is," Bobby said, starting down the long center hallway.

The silence in the house struck Courtney as odd considering the number of cars in the drive and the nature of the crowd…at least by Erin's description. She was expecting more of a ruckus. She would soon find out the mansion was so large and so well built that sound didn't travel much from one room to another.

Soon, they were emerging into the sprawling dining room. A man and woman were at one end of a lengthy, cloth-covered table, their backs to the new arrivals. The table was covered from end to end with plates of food.

"Here are the snacks," Bobby said with a sweeping motion of his arm. "Drinks are in the next room." He pointed to their right, past the other couple. "Help yourself."

"Thanks, Bobby. It looks great, as usual," Erin said.

"Well, I'm going to see if anybody needs anything. I'll be seeing you around, I'm sure," Bobby said. With that, he headed into an adjacent room.

"This is great," Courtney said enthusiastically.

"He does this for every game. It's unbelievable," Erin added. "Let's go see what's going on in the living room."

Courtney followed her friend out of the dining room, down another short hallway and into an expansive, formal living room. It was two hours before game time, so it didn't disappoint the women that only a handful of people had arrived.

Seated on one of the couches watching TV and talking were a young couple, while a man and a woman sat in chairs next to each other holding their own conversation, seemingly unaware that the TV was even on.

Erin instantly recognized the man in the chair as someone she'd seen at the house before. Only, the last time she saw him he was wearing a Speedo swimsuit leading a gorgeous topless blonde into a bedroom. He was about thirty five, she guessed, with an athlete's body and long, perfectly groomed hair.

Erin sat in a chair not far from the man and motioned for Courtney to grab one close by. They talked for a few minutes, stealing glances at the guy between nearly every sentence. Occasionally, a new face entered the room; sometimes taking an empty seat, sometimes moving on to another room. The noise level rose almost imperceptibly.

Finally, the women saw the man's companion get up and exit the living room. He sat for a moment in his chair watching TV and surveying the surroundings. His eyes met theirs and Erin smiled shyly.

"Hey, how are you?" he said.

"Great. How about you? It's good to see you again," Erin replied.

The man got up and moved to Erin's chair, resting his hands on the arm rest of her chair and bending his knees so that he was talking to her nearly face to face. Courtney marveled at the muscles in his legs as they bulged from under his shorts.

"My name's Tony."

"Hi. I'm Erin and this is Courtney."

Tony smiled over at Erin's guest and nodded. She answered with a quiet "Hi" before returning to stare at his butt.

"You're going to be staying for a while, I hope," Tony said coolly.

"All day," Erin said.

"Good. I think there's going to be a big crowd. That always makes it more exciting."

Courtney could only imagine what that might entail. Erin already had a taste for what big crowds meant at these parties.

They talked for a while with Erin giving the man as many views as she could of the abundant bare skin exposed by her t-shirt. She pulled her legs up under her at one point and leaned towards Tony until she was just inches from his face. Courtney thought the man was going to jump onto the chair at any second.

Tony looked around the ever-filling room during one lull in the conversation.

"Listen, why don't we go down to the media room and see what's on the big screen?"

Erin hadn't really filled Courtney in on the "big screen" yet. The house had a media room in the lower level that had theater-style seating for twelve and a ten-foot screen. Normally it was used for showing movies. But on game days it was used to show one of six remote video cameras stationed throughout the house—five from bedrooms and one from the pool area. An operator in the projection area controlled which camera the partygoers watched.

Courtney dutifully followed Erin and Tony down a level and through large doors into the dark and empty media room. She made sure the doors closed tightly behind her before catching back up to her two friends.

Tony looked to the back of the room and into the faintly lit projection area. "Do you have anything for us, yet, George?" he bellowed.

From behind the glass, the trio heard a voice shout back, "Oh, yeah. It's starting early today."

"Let's do it." Tony sat in a chair near the middle of the front row. When the women tried to sit next to each other, he said, "No. No. One on each side of me, please." His smile convinced them to obey.

The silence and darkness were broken by the flash of an image on the screen and the familiar moans of a woman having sex. Looming bigger than life in front of the little audience was the couple Erin and Courtney first saw in the dining room. They were on a bed, naked, and in the middle of vigorous foreplay. The man had a good-sized portion of his partner's breast in his mouth, while she had her hand tightly wrapped around his huge cock.

"Oh, good," Tony said. "It's Chad and Amber. They really know how to put on a show."

Erin was pretty sure she had caught their act before. Amber didn't have the kind of body that you go home and dream about for nights on end, but her lovemaking was exquisite.

It was all new to Courtney and she was loving it. The sight of the couple on the huge screen made her wet almost instantly. If she had any doubts about her ability to have sex at the party, they were being eliminated very quickly.

Erin, Tony and Courtney watched attentively as Chad moved up Amber's body and placed his throbbing cock on top of his lover's breast. Amber dutifully placed her palm on top of it and pressed it onto her flesh. The camera alternated between close-ups of their bodies and wide angle views of the bed. Courtney didn't care who was operating it or how.

Next to her, she saw Erin's hand fall upon Tony's crotch. She seemed to mimic every move that Amber made on the big screen. It only took a minute of this for Tony to find it necessary to unbuckle his belt, open his pants and pull out his cock from underneath his boxers. Erin quickly enclosed her hand around it.

Tony glanced over at Courtney. When he was assured she was watching Erin's hand, he reached over and put his own hand on Courtney's shirt directly on top of her breast. She leaned back farther and let him cup it, feeling his fingers surround the breast firmly.

Voices on the screen brought all of the viewers' attention back to the fact that a second couple had now joined Chad and Amber. They were a young twosome with deeply tanned, well-toned bodies. Once naked, they crawled into the far side of the bed.

"Is this great, or what?" Tony exclaimed.

Erin was too busy to answer. She was out of her chair, pulling Tony's boxers down his legs. Courtney was more than impressed with the rigid cock now sticking straight out from his body. She had lifted her shirt and Tony's hand now lay on her bare skin, massaging the breast closest to him. When she saw that Erin was done removing Tony's pants and shorts and had taken off her shirt, Courtney did the same. A second later, she was her knees next to Erin, preparing to attack Tony's beautiful cock.

The two topless women leaned forward simultaneously and licked the shaft from opposite sides. Tony reclined in his seat and stared at the screen. Closest to the camera, Chad had now entered Amber and was fucking her slowly. Next to them, the girl was on top of the man while he played with her ample breasts. Tony watched her little round ass slide back and forth across her partner's crotch. He couldn't see it, but Tony suspected that under the ass was a rather thick cock.

Erin and Courtney could hear the sounds of the lovemaking behind them, but they were more concerned with Tony's throbbing member. They alternated taking it into their mouths and deep-throating it. Their tongues collided often as they fought to control who had the cock. They giggled and occasionally settled the mini-disputes by kissing each other with the cock in their hands.

Chad had begun to more vigorously thrust himself into Amber's body. Tony watched the woman's breasts bounce back and forth with each thrust. Likewise, the young girl next to her was now being fucked from below and she, too, allowed her breasts to bounce freely. All of it brought Tony to the edge of an orgasm.

She warned the women in front of him that he was about to cum, which only made them struggle over who possessed his cock even harder. It happened that Erin had him in her mouth when the first shot of warm cum flew from Tony's cock. She moaned with pleasure as a second spurt filled her mouth. Tony gripped the arms of his chair and pushed his hips forward with each spasm. When Erin back away to swallow and take a breath, Courtney took over. She took the rest of his cum and began the job of cleaning up his sticky shaft.

"Oh my God. Stop. I have plans for you two. Don't make me cum again right now," Tony sighed.

The women smiled and turned their attention to the screen while sitting on the floor. Chad pulled his cock from inside Amber and moved up to her breasts. With a few frantic strokes he began to cum. Long white streams of his cum covered Amber's breasts and she playfully spread it over her nipples. Loud grunts accompanied each spurt until cum simply dribbled from the tip of his cock.

At the same time Chad was ending his orgasm, the girl next to him began hers. She screamed out as her body stiffened. Then she shook from her orgasm and the pounding she was taking from below. She leaned forward and everybody watching her seemed to focus on her luscious butt and swinging breasts. Soon, the sounds of her partner cumming were added to the mix.

When they were both done, the girl rolled off and began licking Chad's cum from Amber's tits. Her nipples began to grow, as did Tony's cock.

"C'mon. I owe you two a favor," Tony said as he rose from his chair.

Everyone grabbed their clothes and walked from the room half naked. Tony led them back upstairs and down a hallway into one of the empty bedrooms. They passed many people on the way and it was obvious the crowd had grown much larger while they were downstairs.

Once inside the bedroom, Tony took off his shirt and jumped onto the large bed. The women got naked and slid in next to him, one on each side.

"I want one of you on top of my cock and one of you on top of my face. Is that fair?" he asked.

Without debating the matter, Courtney moved up to the man's head while Erin took her position straddling his waist. She took his cock in her hand and made him hard with a few sturdy strokes. As Tony was about to set out on making his two new friends cum, he glanced up to the corner of the bedroom and saw a little camera pointing straight at them. A smile crossed his face and he imagined the seats filling up in the media room.

Then his attention turned to the cleanly shaven pussy just inches above his face. He put his hands on Courtney's hips and felt her soft skin. Slowly, she lowered her body until his lips touched her pussy. Tony moved his hands to the curve of her ass and pulled her closer. His tongue jutted out between his lips and found the warm, wet moisture surrounding her slit. He played with the flaps of skin before plunging his tongue inside her.

Courtney moaned as she leaned against the headboard and felt Tony's tongue explore her body. It seemed as long as a cock as it smacked against the inner crevices of her pussy. She felt his warm breath right before her clit was covered with the soft wetness of his tongue. Tony wrapped his lips around the growing bud and sucked on it.

Meanwhile, his cock was being held in place while Erin's pussy surrounded it. Inch by inch she dropped her body onto his, enveloping the entire shaft in her tight, wet hole. The fact he had cum just moments before couldn't prevent his body from appreciating the feel of her pussy tight against his skin. Tony was harder than ever within seconds and Erin heaved a sigh of nervous anticipation.

"Courtney, turn around. I want to watch you," Erin said.

Her friend quickly turned to face her, not wanting Tony's lips and tongue to be away from her throbbing clit any longer than necessary. The women were now within easy reach of each other. They reached out and held hands, lost in their own ecstasy.

Eventually, Erin's hands found their way to Courtney's breasts. She played with the nipples, watching the other woman's expression change with each new sensation. Erin tugged and twisted. Courtney urged her on with soft, whispered tones.

Below them, Tony continued to lick and suck Courtney's pussy even as his thick cock was unrelenting in it's exploration of Erin's slit. In the media room, a small crowd had formed to watch and listen to the proceedings.

Courtney was the first to declare her impending orgasm. Short little squeaks gave way to long cries as her clit disappeared deeper into Tony's mouth. She held tightly to Erin's hands as she started to cum. The bed shook as the man eating her shoved his face harder into her pussy without forgetting about Erin for a second.




School Days Ch. 03



Juices flowed from Courtney's pussy onto Tony's mouth and chin. His nose hit against her clit when his tongue entered her. Every movement caused her to cum harder. She threw her head back and the people in the media room cheered as her breasts thrust upward.

Erin saw an opportunity and leaned forward to take one of the breasts in her mouth. Courtney held her head in place and came some more. It was all a blur to Courtney until her orgasm ended and she fell to the bed.

Now Erin could pay attention to her own needs. With one hand firmly planted on her clit, she brought herself to a magnificent orgasm. All the things that had transpired at the party up to that moment came out in several back-to-back orgasms that filled the room with sounds of delight. She barely noticed the fact that Tony came at the same time. But she felt the combination of her own juices and his cum flow down the inside of her thigh near the end.

It ended all too soon, Courtney thought to herself. Then she realized they had all day to play and many as-of-yet unmet guests to play with.

When they were done, Courtney pulled on her panties and Erin put on the bottom of her bikini before exiting the room. Tony, in his boxers, led them to a tiny room where he said they could pile their other clothes until ready to get dressed again. He assured them they would not be the only ones nearly naked.

It only took a short walk down the hallway to the family room to reassure them he was right. Of the two dozen or so people in the room, only two had a shirt or pants on. All the rest were in various stages of undress. The football game had started and it blared on the big screen TV. Few people seemed to be watching with any interest.

The threesome agreed they were hungry and made their way to the dining room where they filled plates with food. While winding their way back to the family room, Tony dismissed himself to talk to a young woman. Erin and Courtney said they'd look for him later, but both doubted it would happen today.

They found chairs and ate, at the same time talking and watching the people. It was hard for Courtney to believe that so many good-looking people could end up in one place at the same time in so little clothing. Occasionally, Erin would point out people she'd been with at previous parties. Each one had a story, of course.

Several men approached the women during the next half hour, but nothing came to pass in the form of sex. That might have been fine with both Erin and Courtney as the session with Tony had been more than satisfying. But then Courtney caught a glimpse of a stunningly gorgeous brunette in the corner of the room. She appeared to be about twenty, with long legs dangling from the sofa arm she sat on. She wore a pair of string panties similar to Courtney's own with no bra to cover the delicious looking breasts dangling within easy reach of the woman she talked to.

Erin noticed Courtney's attention to the girl.

"Don't be shy. If you want something at this party you have to go after it," Erin advised her honestly.

Courtney turned as if shocked back into the present. "Huh? Oh. Hell, she wouldn't be interested in me. That's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

"Gee. Thanks a lot," Erin said.

"Next to you." But while Courtney spoke, her eyes were stuck on the brunette…and those breasts…and those legs. "When is she going to get up so I can see her ass?"

As if on cue, the girl stood; her silhouette now in full view of the women. "Oh…my…God."

With plate in hand, the girl turned from the sofa. Erin and Courtney watched the incredible butt float across the room and disappear.

"Go. Now."

Courtney heard the words and headed straight for the food. She found herself at the opposite end of the table from the girl of her dreams. Luckily, she was still perusing the choices and placing an intermittent item on her plate. Courtney worked her way up the table towards her.

The girl was quick to notice the attractive woman approaching her. She wasn't sure she had ever seen her before at the parties, but liked what she saw now. She promptly looked away when Courtney stole a peek at her. Not normally shy, the girl found herself a little timid next to this woman. They converged near the middle of the table.

"Hi," the girl said.

"Hi. Isn't this food terrific?" Courtney asked. In fact, she had had very little of the food, but was at a loss for words.

"Yes. It is." The girl waited a second. "My name's Beth."

"Hi. I'm Courtney." She couldn't look at the girl without moving her eyes down to those breasts. She felt like a fool as she quickly brought her eyes back up.

The girl blushed. "I don't remember seeing you here before."

"You haven't. This is my first game. I'm very glad I came." Courtney didn't think fast enough to consider the fact the girl might have been inferring that Courtney was the type of woman she'd have noticed before.

They looked down at their plates. "Do you want to join me, or are you watching the game?"

"No. I'm not. I'd love to." Courtney wondered if she sounded as nervous as she truly was.

"Let's go into the study. It's normally not too crowded. No TV." The girl smiled.

"Lead the way." Courtney soon realized the wisdom of her comment. Her eyes rarely left the gently swaying ass partially hidden by Beth's tiny panties as she led them to the study.

Courtney found out as they talked that Beth was Bobby's niece and rarely missed a party. Beth cheerfully told some of her favorite stories from parties over the past two years. To Courtney's glee, most of the stories involved women. Beth admitted to being bi with leanings toward being a lesbian. She seemed thrilled to have someone else be as open about her bisexuality as Courtney was. And the older woman was willing to say almost anything to get the girl to like her.

But the basics always worked best.

"You're an extremely attractive girl, Beth," Courtney finally said.

They had finished eating and were sitting nearly facing each other on a small couch. "Thanks, Courtney. I like you too."

Beth put her hand on Courtney's leg and leaned over to kiss her. It was a short, sweet kiss; one you would expect from two people meeting for the first time. But when Beth came back almost instantly for a second kiss, it was one you would expect from lovers. She held Courtney's head in her little hand and opened her mouth for a longer, more passionate embrace. Their bodies touched. Legs crossed over each other. Tongues flicked in and out and hands found breasts. It was sixty seconds, at least, before they separated.

"Oh, Courtney. Will you make love to me?"

Half an hour ago the thought of this happening to Courtney would have made her laugh. Now she was holding the most beautiful girl she'd ever seen and was being asked to have sex with her. All she could do was nod.

Beth kissed her again, took her hand and lifted Courtney off the couch. They nearly ran across the hall and into a bedroom, closing the door behind them.

Beth wrapped her arms around Courtney and kissed her with an enthusiasm Courtney had never experienced before…from a man OR a woman. For a second, Courtney wondered if she'd be able to satisfy the young girl. But her own lust convinced her she'd be OK.

Beth was the first to put her hand inside the other woman's panties. She pushed down until finding Courtney's pussy, gently gliding her fingers over the moist skin. Then she used both hands to begin pulling down the tiny panties.

On her knees, the young girl removed the panties and placed her lips on the inside of Courtney's thighs. She kissed all around the exposed pussy before planting her lips squarely on the older woman's clit. The abruptness of the kiss and subsequent licks caused Courtney to cry out softly. She wrapped her fingers in the long flowing hair of the girl and savored the treatment.

Beth stood after a wonderful couple of minutes, having to wait only a few seconds before being naked herself. Courtney stood after taking off Beth's panties and simply admired the perfect young body. She ran her fingers over the girl's chest and down to her waist. She felt the soft hips and reached around to the full cheeks she had watched before. Courtney gripped them and pressed their bodies together.

They fell onto the bed while kissing. In the media room, it was standing room only. Naked people shared chairs and couples positioned themselves in the aisle for more comfortable sex. They anticipated a hot lesbian performance in the bedroom from one of their favorite players—Beth.

Courtney soon found out that all of her lesbian experiences with Erin paled by comparison. Beth was magical with her tongue on Courtney's breasts. She flicked and sucked and licked the nipples, playing them like an instrument. She would nip at them with her lips, pull them, and gently push them down with her tongue…everything Courtney ever dreamed of from another woman.

Beth rubbed her own breasts over Courtney's, then moved up to her mouth. She teased Courtney with a nipple. She let her taste it, then pulled it away. She let Courtney take an entire breast, then left her wanting more.

The couple rolled on the bed, wrapping themselves in sheets to the delight of the media room crowd. Then they reappeared to even louder cheers. People were cumming just five minutes into the show. The girls, however, were nowhere near ready to get each other off. The explored every inch of their bodies. They traded positions with ease. And Courtney found herself nearly insane with lust after fifteen minutes of foreplay.

Courtney had her tongue deep inside Beth's pussy, fucking her while letting her fingers caress the girl's soft ass. There was nothing about the body Courtney didn't love. She loved the short, soft hair outlining Beth's pussy. She loved the smooth skin of her thighs. She loved the navel ring that glistened in the light of the room.

At some point they ended up in a sixty-nine position and both women were ready to cum. Beth was on top, exploring Courtney's pussy as if it was the first she'd ever seen. Her companion pulled Beth down until a piece of paper couldn't have slid between them.

Courtney was the first to cry out. In between little shrieks she attempted to keep licking her lover. Somehow it all worked and the girls climaxed in unison. Their bodies became rigid before giving way to the movements only an orgasm can cause. They rolled to keep in touch with each other and wound up diagonally across the bed.

Exhausted and spent, they fell into each other's arms and just lay for a moment, unable to move. In the media room, the sex continued below the silent screen.

Erin had long since realized Courtney wasn't coming back soon. The game was well into the second half and the home team was winning by three touchdowns. So she began to investigate other areas in the house. Still wearing just her bikini bottoms, Erin headed for the master suite. Three couples were in the room—two on the bed and one on the sofa. She watched for a few moments before moving on.

On the lower level she found herself at the entrance to the exercise room. She remembered from past parties that this was where they often found a "volunteer" to be fastened to one of the pieces of equipment, unable to prevent anybody from doing anything they wanted. This form of bondage always excited Erin and she often administered soft whippings to the unfortunate subject. It normally turned her on to the point she had to masturbate before leaving the room.

Today, three or four guests mingled amid the machines playfully.

"Hey, Erin. Glad to see you," a man's voice rang out.

Erin turned and immediately recognized a party regular named Brian. He was about her age with beautiful eyes and, if she remembered correctly, a beautiful cock. Brian wore a loose swimsuit, preventing her from instantly confirming her recollection.

"Hi, Brian. Have you been hiding down here all day?"

"Pretty much. Spent some time in the media room. It's been a good party," he said.

"I know. Lots of people today."

They briefly watched a pair of giggling eighteen or nineteen year-olds try to fit on a weight machine facing each other. The boy's erection alone nearly prevented it from happening.

"Nobody wanted to be tied up today?" Erin asked.

"Apparently not. I think we need somebody to step forward." Brian's look sent a chill down Erin's spine.

"Well, I'm busy. I need to…"

She never got a chance to finish her thought. Brian had her by the wrist and a second later had the cuffs attached to a nearby piece of equipment just inches from Erin's arm.

"No. Brian, no," Erin screamed.

Click. Her left wrist was cuffed.

"Don't do it. No."

With a swift, athletic move, Brian was on her other side, lifting her arm and attaching the second pair of cuffs to her right wrist. She now had both hands slightly above her head, a little more than shoulder width apart. No matter how hard she pulled, the machine was not going to budge. She stood with her back to the room, her breasts lifted high on her chest.

The kids in the room stopped fooling around long enough to recognize what had just happened to the woman. Laughs were followed by evil cheers. They became quiet, however, when Brian leisurely pulled off Erin's bikini. The woman's graceful, naked body stretched out before them with every curve plainly visible.

Erin's alarm at being fastened to the exercise equipment was lessened very rapidly at the feel of Brian's hands on her breasts. She could feel the hardness of his cock press against her butt, even through the material of his swimsuit. And when his hand slid down between her legs, she spread them for him and waited for the touch of his fingers on her clit.

But he was going to tease her first, just as she had teased all the previous people she'd seen attached to equipment in this same room. Brian began to lightly spank her pale cheeks, creating a pinkish glow after just a couple slaps. Erin winced with each impact, but soon noticed the effect it was having on her pussy. After just a half dozen hits she felt the moisture begin to flow and the familiar desire to be fucked take over.

She cried out for Brian to stop, but probably would have cried out for him to continue if he had. Instead, one of the room's inhabitants—apparently someone familiar with the alternative uses of the room—handed Brian one of the soft lashes stored away for such an occasion. The man skillfully allowed the long strands to wrap around Erin's ass and smack against the insides of her thighs. Every few strokes resulted in the lash contacting her pussy. Erin was nearly in tears from the craving for a cock.

The "punishment" went on for several minutes with her ass, pussy and breasts molested in one form or another. She heard shouts in the hallway behind her and could tell from the mirrors lining the room that more and more people had filed in to watch the show. The exhibitionist in her came out and she writhed from side to side, struggling against the cuffs with sexy wriggles.

When it came time for someone to finally fuck the "victim", it was normally left up to the person doing the lashing to initiate it. Brian was more than willing, but a special guest had entered the room. The fact that the man was holding his exceptionally long and hard cock in his hand caused Brian to motion for him to come over and stand behind Erin.

Fascinated by the sudden chants of the crowd, Erin looked for a mirror that allowed her to see what was happening. Among all the reflections of people in the room she was able to center her attention on the man with the erection walking towards her from behind.

"Scott!"

Erin shouted the name as if seeing him was the last thing on Earth she expected…or wanted.

"Hi, sis. Funny meeting you here," Scott replied.

Erin struggled against her restraints, this time quite serious about her efforts to escape. The cuffs didn't budge. Erin moved as close to the exercise equipment as she could, as if this would prevent the man from reaching her.

"Scott. I thought you were…what are you doing here? Don't you dare touch me."

The last Erin had heard from her 28 year old brother he was serving in the National Guard. He was the one, in fact, who first introduced his sister to the game parties. Now he planned on participating in one of the party's finest traditions. Those in the room who didn't know they were brother and sister were quickly filled in on the details.

Scott stepped up to Erin's body and put his hands on her thin waist. Despite her squirming, he managed to pull her away from the machine. His rigid cock hit against his sister's ass to the wild cheers of all the spectators.

Scott leaned forward. "Just like old times, isn't it?" he whispered.

Erin was already flashing back to those late teen years when Scott would enter Erin's room at night and find his naked sister waiting for him on her bed. Sometimes their parents were home and they'd fuck as quietly as possible. Sometimes their parents were gone and the pair would play out rape scenes until totally exhausted and fulfilled.

Erin's beautiful round ass hadn't changed much over the years, Scott thought to himself. Firmly positioned directly in front of him, he placed his hands on either side and held her in place. He couldn't resist taking a few seconds to run his fingers over her fine skin, still a little pink from her lashing, and feel if she was wet. She was.

The room gradually got quieter as it became evident what the brother intended to do to the sister. This was new to some of them notwithstanding the weirdness of the party in general. Sex with strangers in strange places was one thing. Incestuous bondage bordering on non-consent was in a class by itself.

Scott's cock continued to slide back and forth across Erin's cheeks. It came to rest nestled in the little crevice where the top of Erin's ass met the bottom of her back. Scott moved it up and down, mimicking what he had in mind for his sister in the coming minutes. From the back of the room came a shout for him to "fuck her."

"If the guy only knew", Scott said to himself.

Scott pulled back on the front of Erin's legs and she spread them apart. The opening to her pussy stared at him invitingly just as it did so many times all those years ago. Was it still as tight? Still as stimulating?

Scott's cock inched its way forward. Erin flinched at the first indication he was about to enter her. Then the cock vanished, totally enveloped by her pink skin. His questions were answered instantly: yes and yes.

A thunderous applause filled the room when Scott's stomach smacked against Erin's bare ass. Then he began to ram his cock into his sister, releasing all of the sexual tension built up in him since his arrival at the party a few hours ago. He touched the soft skin of her legs before sliding his hands up to her breasts. Scott used them to pull himself closer, plunging his cock deeper with each thrust.

Erin's mind raced back to those dark nights. She could picture the strong, athletic young man who used to thrash about her bedroom, tossing her naked body onto her bed after she tried to escape. She imagined his mouth clamping down on her breast, sucking her nipple and causing it to rise from the stimulation. Erin remembered the sensation of him rolling her over onto her stomach and preparing her for the feel of his thick cock entering her.

She thought of the body-shaking orgasms she used to have with him—the ones that never seemed to end and left her wanting him even after he had cum on her ass and left the room in silence. No one had ever made her feel like that since.

Now, here he was…doing it to her again. In front of a dozen people, without the darkness to hide her nakedness. Nor could she hide the fact she was about to have another one of those orgasms.




School Days Ch. 03



Erin clutched the cuffs and pushed her ass back to accept as much of Scott's cock as she could. It was not often she could cum without stimulation of her clit. But today she could. And she did so with a scream of delight that was rarely heard in the house. Then the room was filled with the steady cries of a woman cumming uncontrollably.

Scott urged his sister on and a second wave overtook her. Erin's body quivered. She wanted desperately to wrap her legs around his waist, but all she could do was accept the pounding he was providing from the rear. She felt his throbbing cock rub against the inside of her pussy, pulling on her skin as it slid in and out.

Then she heard his familiar groan…the same one he used all those years ago…just before he pulled out. She raised her ass the best she could and anticipated the warmth of his cum landing on her lower back and ass. It only took a couple strokes for him to shoot a long stream halfway up her body, then he deposited several loads on the top of her ass. When he was done a small lake of white fluid flowed down her smooth cheeks.

Couples were pairing up in the room with women kneeling in front of long erections and others duplicating the Scott and Erin scene. It would be many, many minutes before the last sex act was performed in the exercise room.

After Erin was freed from her bondage, and long after her brother had left the room, she roamed the house in search of Courtney. She eventually found her accidentally by being in the media room when Courtney was shown on the screen being fucked by three guys next to the hot tub.

Several hours after the end of a blowout win by the home team, Erin and Courtney decided to call it a day and head home. Courtney mentioned to Erin a story she had heard going around the house concerning her and her brother. Erin decided the details were best left for another time and place.



School Days Ch. 03



The Jeep rumbled down the road with John and Tina in the front seats and Jeff and April in the back hugging and kissing. Jeff's hand slid up the long tan legs she had thrown over his thighs, gently caressing her knee before sliding further up her silky thigh. She moaned into his mouth as his hand brushed up against her denim-covered mound. With deliberate slowness, his fingers traced the edges of her shorts before slipping inside them and touching the satin panties beneath.

She writhed beside him, his fingers massaging her moist pussy through the smooth fabric. He felt her warm breath on his ear, "Put them in me." Jeff felt her fingers brush against his as she pulled aside the denim and satin allowing his fingers to easily slide into her. He slid them in and out of her wet muff, his thumb continuously circling her engorged clit.

April could feel herself rushing toward an orgasm. When she felt Jeff grab her sensitive breast and roll her nipple, it was the last impetus she needed to send her into orgasmic bliss. She panted hard as her pussy clenched around his fingers, coating them with her juices. She bit her lip to keep from screaming out as he continued to fuck her with his fingers, bringing another smaller but still intense release. 

Jeff leaned over and kissed her full on the mouth as his fingers slipped from their smooth wet sheath. Her mouth opened easily to him, his tongue slipping past her lips to massage her tongue. As April recovered from her release she began to kiss him back, her lips clenching around his tongue sucking deeply on it. The Jeep slid to a stop on the gravel parking lot as they broke their passionate kiss.

"We're here," John announced, pushing the door open and pulling the seat forward. "You guys coming in, or are you just going to stay out here and suck face?"

Jeff stepped out of the Jeep and held out his hand to help April down from the high step. She stood there looking at the garish neon light illuminating the low clapboard building. "Well this place hasn't changed at all."

"That's not necessarily a bad thing," Jeff replied.

April looked at him incredulously. "We'll see." 

JG's was the kind of place out-of-towners avoided because of its appearance. Its gruff exterior of weathered clapboard, and the occasional broken window mended with duct tape, gave the impression of a dive. A quick glance around once you were inside seemed to confirm what the outside made you suspect. There was a dirt floor, a ceiling littered with bras from the female patrons and a bouncer who looked like he could be in the dictionary next to the entry for "redneck." 

A closer inspection though revealed some surprises. The massive wooden bar was constructed from the mahogany bars of two old saloon cars salvaged from a nearby rail yard. It was immaculate, gleaming with brass and chrome fixture and had a state of the art pouring system. In the far corner was a stage that looked like it had been hijacked from the county fair, but sported the finest sound system money could buy. A band belting out a steady stream of southern rock occupied the stage; the dance floor in front a sea of bodies.

Jeff felt April tug at his arm, "Let's get a drink," she shouted above the din.

They walked arm in arm up to the bar, April garnering appreciative stares from every man they passed. The women looked too, but their stares were of jealousy or contempt and in a few cases admiration. "Two Jack and Cokes," Jeff announced to the bartender as she came near. The glasses appeared mere moments later. He paid the tab and handed April her drink. 

Jeff looked deep into her blue eyes, "A toast," he said raising his glass, "to new beginnings."

April smiled a radiant smile, "To new beginnings." And clinked her glass against his, and then took a long pull on her drink. Jeff's arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her tight to him.

"I love you, April."

"And I love you," she said before kissing him lightly on the lips. "Let's go dance." 

They danced close, grinding on each other through the band's repertoire of southern rock standards. When the band began playing a slow song, April melted into Jeff's arms as they danced in a slow circle, her arms around his neck. Jeff's hands gently slid up and down her back before finally coming to a rest on the firm globes of her behind. April kissed his neck as his hands massaged her bottom, occasionally pulling her tight so she could feel his stiffening prick.

As the song ended he pulled April to a dark corner of the bar where they continued making out. April wriggled up onto a barstool, putting the two of them at eye level. Her legs went around him as their tongues probed each other's mouths; her hands went from his neck to the waistband of his jeans. Jeff was hard as steel and her fingers only had to dip a bit below his belt before they were massaging the tip of his swollen cock. 

Jeff took a long pull on his drink as April continued strumming her fingers over his sensitive cockhead. He leaned in close to her, "If you don't stop that I'm going to come all over your hand."

April slipped her hands from his jeans and put them back around his neck. "Then I'll stop, because the next place I want you to come is deep inside my steamy, tight pussy." To emphasize her point she took his hand and placed it on her crotch, urging him to probe deeper. "Touch me, Jeff. Feel how wet I am for you. When we get back to your room, I want you to fuck me hard and deep. I'll get on my hands and knees and you can bang me from behind like you love to do. You can spew your load in my cunt. And when you're done, I'll suck you until you're hard again. I'll suck and lick you until you blast another load down my throat."

Jeff stood there speechless. She had never talked like this before and he found it incredibly erotic. With each word he felt his cock harden even more. He wanted her right there in the bar, bend her over the stool and stick his cock deep inside her, but he knew he would have to wait. His only response was to kiss her full on the mouth.

The sound of Tina's voice intruded on the kiss, "Well, looks like you two have everything patched up."

April looked her right in the eyes, "Yes we do, and later I'm going to see if you taught him anything new."

"Don't worry," she said sarcastically, "I didn't break him."

April was about to respond when the band stopped playing and the lead singer asked if anyone was interested in seeing a wet t-shirt contest. The place erupted in applause and screams. "If you want to sign up go see Wendy at the bar and she'll get you taken care of. We'll start our next set with the contest in about twenty minutes."

April was off the barstool in a flash, grabbing Tina's hand as she went, "Let's go sign up."

Tina pulled back. "Yeah right like anyone stands a chance against your chest."

"It's not always about size, besides judging by how hard your nipples are you're turned on by the idea."

Jeff immediately looked at Tina's chest. Her long thick nipples were pushing against the tight camisole top. While her breasts were average in size, Tina had the biggest nipples Jeff had ever seen. They were also incredibly sensitive and she loved to have them played with. Tina couldn't deny April's assessment, the thought of all these horny men staring at her tits made her wet.

"All right," she said as April pulled her past John and over to the bar.

"Hey Jeff, where are they going," John asked as he reached the table.

"Believe it or not, they're entering the wet t-shirt contest."

"Really?" 

"Yeah, really." Jeff wasn't sure how he'd feel about his girlfriend showing her tits to the crowd. He'd been to enough of these to know that it was usually about how much the girls were willing to show not how good their chest was. Oh well, they could look all they wanted; he was the one who would get to touch later.

"April, I really don't know if I should do this," Tina griped.

"Come on it will be fun. The boys will get all worked up and we can take them back and fuck their brains out."

"Okay, but you'll be next to me the whole time right."

"You can count on it; I won't let your cute little butt out of my sight," she said giving Tina a wink.

Tina shot her a glance and April just smiled back. How could she know, Tina thought to herself. It was a well-kept secret that Tina enjoyed an occasional romp with the girls. She never let any of her boyfriends find out. She loved men, their hard strong features and the animalistic way they treated sex, it was just that sometimes she craved a softer, gentler experience. It was these times when she sought out a few close friends who were happy to keep her secret. At least she thought it was a secret.

She couldn't know; I'm just being paranoid, Tina tried to convince herself. No matter how many times Tina said it she just couldn't shake the thought that April knew, or at least suspected. Her mind reeled as the girls were ushered backstage and given t-shirts to change into.

Her eyes were fixed on April as she unbuttoned the oxford shirt and hung it on the hook. Tina had seen plenty of breasts and even some bigger than April's but she couldn't remember any that were so perfect. They strained at the pink satin, but it wasn't because of the downward pull of gravity but rather because they were straining to expand. Tina gawked as the cups fell away and the breasts seemed to grow before her eyes. The thick nipples stiffened in the cool air as April pulled the tight t-shirt down over them.

She gathered the bottom of the shirt and tied it in a knot, stretching the thin material even tighter across her chest. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Tina staring at her and a thin smile formed on her lips. Perhaps her friend wasn't lying about Tina after all. 

"Like what you see?" She asked the lithe brunette. 

Fighting off embarrassment at being caught she retorted, "Just trying to see what all the fuss was about. That boy talked about them like they were the ninth and tenth wonders of the world."

April walked over to her smiling. "Here let me help you with that," she said pulling Tina's shirt over her head and then sliding the thin white t-shirt back over it. She leaned in close to Tina's ear. "He talks about them like that because I let him slide his thick cock between them, licking it as he fucks my tits. Then, when he's good and slick, I wrap them tighter around his pole and he fucks them until he spews his messy load all over them." Tina gasped at the erotic language. 

"Don't be shocked," she said with a glint in her eye, "lots of people like my breasts. Your friend Anne is especially fond of sucking on them," she whispered.

The sharp breath told April everything she needed to know. She too had dabbled in Sapphic love and it turned out that she and Tina had both a man, and a woman, that they shared. The look on the brunette's face when she turned to face April was nothing short of stark fear. 

"Don't worry I won't tell anyone," April reassured her. "Besides if I outed you, you could do the same to me. I told Anne I didn't believe her but I guess I owe her an apology. Now let's go have some fun and we can talk about our shared lovers later."

Tina stared at April's swaying hips as she walked up the steps to the stage. The contest was about to begin and Tina wasn't sure which excited her more, showing her perky tits and hard nipples to a room full of horny guys, or getting another chance to see April's magnificent chest. She saw April waving to her from the top of the stairs and moved to her as if in a trance.

When she reached the top step April took her hand and squeezed it tightly. She held out a shot glass filled with a clear liquid. "Here, down this, it will help you loosen up and get you past the shock."

Tina stared at the glass for a moment and, deciding she could do with some liquid courage, slugged the cool peppermint-flavored liquor down her throat. She set the empty glass on one of the huge speakers, as April dragged her out into the bright lights. As the lead singer of the band went down the line of ten women, he introduced them to the crowd and handed each a jug of cold water.

Tina strained to see John through the bright lights but couldn't locate him. She playfully blew kisses to the crowd when she was introduced before taking her water. April demurely waved and took her jug as the intros continued. After another minute all the girls had their water and the singer told them to pair up with another girl and get the contest started.

April and Tina immediately turned to each other. "You go first," Tina said, expecting a gentle pour. Instead April slung the water jug, the entire contents flying out and striking Tina square in the chest. She was instantly soaked and the cold water only hardened her nipples even more. 

"Okay, your turn," April said with an impish grin.

Tina simply smiled back. She didn't retaliate in the same manner as April. Waiting until all the other girls had finished, she then went to April and, drop by drop, poured the water onto her chest. Slowly the water turned the thin white cotton transparent. Tina increased the flow to a small stream, moving it back and forth along the swell of April's breasts. When the cold began to stiffen her nipples the crowd screamed. 

April didn't hear them though as she was focused on Tina's firm breasts and the huge nipples pushing against the wet cotton. She remembered what Anne had told her, "Her nipples are so sensitive you can get her off just by playing with them." April desperately wanted to find out if that was true. 

"You're making me wet," April said softly to Tina.

"It's hard to have a wet t-shirt contest if I don't," she replied.

"That's not what I meant."

Tina proceeded to dump the last of the water out and then turned to face the crowd. Their cheers had emboldened her, adrenaline coursing through her veins. Out of the corner of her mouth she said to April, "If I can make you wet without even touching you, maybe we should plan a more private meeting." As soon as the words were out of her mouth she wished she could take them back. It was the alcohol talking she told herself. She was about to say she was just kidding when she heard April's voice in her ear.

"I'll be at your room tomorrow morning at ten. We'll tell the boys we're going shopping."

The next few minutes were all a blur to Tina; she couldn't get the vision of April in her room out of her head. She was ushered off the stage, having not made the first cut, but instead of changing stayed back stage, her eyes locked on April as she made it to the top two. She watched in awe as April shimmied and shook her luscious breasts, but apparently it wasn't enough to sway the judges, whoever they were. First place went to a bubble-headed bleach blonde with store bought tits. 

April bounded down the steps and took Tina by the arm, "Come on let's take our boyfriends back and fuck their brains out."

The two quickly changed out of the wet shirts and made their way through the crowd to Jeff and John. "You were robbed," Jeff said over the thumping music, "that silicone bimbo's rack isn't anywhere close to as good as yours."

April hugged him tightly and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Let's get out of here," she said, "we still have some making up to do."

Jeff turned to ask John if he was ready to leave, but he was already on his way out the door, Tina pulling him along. The cool night air swirled around them as they climbed up into the Jeep. The trip back to campus seemed to last forever as Jeff could think of nothing but climbing into bed with April and spending the entire night wrapped in her arms.

After what seemed an eternity, April slid the vehicle into the spot just outside Jeff's dorm. As they headed up the back steps, April called back to Tina, "Don't forget about our date. I'll see you around ten." She could just barely make out the nod of agreement, but it was there nonetheless. 

"What's that all about?" Jeff asked as they headed to his room.

"Nothing, we're just going to the mall for some shopping. Don't worry I promise I'll get you something while I'm out," she said trying to satisfy his curious look. "Now let's go upstairs so I can show you again just how sorry I am for breaking up with you."

They quickly climbed the stairs and in moments were back in his dorm room. Jeff closed the door and locked it, and pulling April tight to him, kissed her deeply. He pressed her against the door as their tongues caressed, his hands pulling open the shirt with a rough tug, sending buttons flying across the room. His hands went to her satin covered breasts, thumbs rubbing across her stiffening nipples as his fingers stroked the undersides of her tits.

April moaned into his mouth. His touch was electric and she felt herself tingle with anticipation. She pushed his face away and looked deep into his eyes as his hands continued caressing her. "Lick them," she demanded lustfully.

"Lick what?" Jeff asked playfully. "Your lips?" With the lightest touch, he traced the outline of her mouth with his tongue. 

April fought back the urge to open her mouth to him. She was about to give in and suck his tongue when he stopped and said, "Or maybe it was your shoulders you wanted licked."

After he pushed the shirt away, she felt his hot lips on her smooth shoulder as he kissed and licked his way to her neck then repeated the process with the other shoulder. April shuddered as his tongue snaked its way up her neck and his lips again rested on hers. His hands never stopped plying her chest, her state of arousal continuing to increase. 

Unable to endure any more teasing she grasped his head and pushed him down her body. His tongue slithered into her cleavage and she guided him to her nipple. He licked at the hard nub through her bra, coating the smooth material in his saliva before sucking her stiff nipple into his mouth. April moaned with delight for the few seconds he nuzzled her tit.

She felt his hands tugging at her shorts as he kneeled in front of her, his mouth releasing her breast and dragging down her ribs and across her taut stomach. As he succeeded in unsnapping her shorts his tongue followed the zipper down, licking and kissing the satin covering her wet pussy. With a tug her shorts were around her ankles as she had dropped the shirt from her arms. 

Jeff kept running his tongue along the indentation of her panties, as April lifted her foot out of the shorts and swung it over Jeff's shoulder, her sole resting flat against his back. She felt his fingers pull the thin strip of fabric aside, exposing her pouting lips. The warm flow of air he blew across her wet hole sent ripples of electricity through her. 

Jeff gently kissed the sensitive lips, occasionally slipping his tongue along them as well. He breathed in her musky arousal, the scent making him hard. He felt her hand on the back of his head, insistently pushing him toward her sex. With broad strokes of his tongue he parted her labia and flicked at her hooded clitoris. She ground herself down on him each time he touched her erect clit, juices dribbling onto his face. 

April moaned louder with each stroke of her boyfriend's tongue. Soon she was rocking her hips in time with him, pushing herself closer and closer to orgasm. She was on the verge when she felt him probing at her opening with his fingers. "Put them in me," she moaned. He easily pushed two fingers inside her slick pussy, which immediately clamped down on them. A few quick thrusts and April was in heaven. Her pussy gushed over Jeff's face coating him, as the pent up energy was released with one blissful scream.

Jeff eagerly licked up the sweet nectar flowing from April. As her orgasm subsided, he slowly retraced his path back up to her mouth. She kissed him, tasting herself on his lips. "That was incredible," she said between kisses.




School Days Ch. 03



"Wait," he said gently turning her around to face the door, "it's only going to get better."

He pushed her arms over her head, her palms flat against the cool wooden door. His fingers slid down her arms and across her back, stopping at the clasp to her bra. With practiced hands he unhooked it and pulled it from her chest and up off her arms. His hand in the center of her back held her tightly against the door, her breasts compressed and her nipples erect. "Don't move," he whispered in her ear.

April heard him moving around behind her but couldn't see what he was doing. After a few moments she felt him gently lifting her foot and sliding on her stiletto heels from earlier. She could feel the strain being put her muscles, which lifted her ass making it appear even tighter. The unexpected flash blinded her. 

Jeff was mesmerized by the perfection in front of him. The abundant curve of her breasts as they pressed out from her torso, followed by the slim waist and the thin strip of pink satin that disappeared between her perfect cheeks, and finally the long toned legs, made his mouth water and his cock hard as steel. He clicked off a few more photos before easing behind April.

He kissed her neck as his fingers slipped inside her thong. "Do you remember what you said to me at the bar about the next place I got to come?" He asked as he slid her panties down her legs.

April's brain sought the answer but was preoccupied by the erotic feeling of her panties being pulled down by someone she couldn't see. She could only murmur that she did remember. Jeff's hands slid up her legs and onto her hips before continuing up to stroke the exposed portions of her breasts. She desperately wanted to feel his hands on her nipples, but curiosity over what he would do next kept her from pulling off the door.

She felt his hot breath on her ear as he leaned against her, "You said you'd get on your hands and knees and let me fuck you from behind." To emphasize behind he thrust his hips against her, his thick cock rubbing the crack of her ass through his jeans. "You said when I was done you'd suck me until I was hard again and then swallow my cum. Well we're going to get started with the first part but, instead of hands and knees, I'm going to fuck you right here."

Jeff moved off April and immediately began to undo his pants. It took only seconds before he was naked and pressing his thick tool between the globes of April's ass. She moaned as the hot, hard flesh pressed along her. He reached between them, took his stiff shaft and pressed it lower, rubbing it against her slick lips. April moaned her approval.

"Put it in me please. I need to feel your thick hard dick inside me. I'm so hot and wet, come on baby give me your big hard cock."

With a quick thrust, Jeff was in her. His cock was bathed in sweet warmth, her juices coating his shaft. Slowly he thrust in and out of her. April pushed her hips back to meet his thrusts, trying to bury his magnificent cock as deep in her as it would go. "Oooohh baby, that feels good," she cooed. "Push that fat thing deep inside me, spread my cunt open wide." The wet sounds of their sex filled the dorm room. Jeff could feel the juices running down his thigh as he pulled on her hips, bending her at the waist and allowing him to probe deeper into her slick pussy.

April's palms were flat on the door and she was bent at the waist, her legs slightly apart, and hips plunging fore and aft in an attempt to suck Jeff's cock as deep as it could go. She felt a hand on her shoulder and another on her hip as he braced himself for his rapid thrusts. Her heavy breasts hung free, gyrating with the force of the thrusts, her nipples stiff. 

Soon his pace slowed and April let her hands slide from the door and grasped her ankles.

"Holy fuck," Jeff screamed as he slid deep into his girlfriend. He stood there unable to move, a warm wave of pleasure coursing through him as her pussy fully engulfed him.

"Come on baby, don't stop." she encouraged, "Keep fucking me, it feels so good. You're so deep inside me, I want you to shoot your hot spunk deep in my pussy, fill me with your cum." April moved one of her hands between their legs and ran her fingernails across his tightening sac.

"God that feels good," he gasped.

"I know it does, now come on and pump me full of your seed," she said massaging the sensitive spot at the base of his cock.

"Here it comes," he moaned as he grasped her hips and thrust rapidly. 

April felt his sac tighten and then the pulse from his cock as it shot inside her. She relished in the warm feeling of his cum splashing against her pussy, promptly filling her and oozing out along his thick cock. A few more thrusts and he pulled out of her, collapsing back onto the bed. April turned and stood gazing down on his softening cock, the light shimmering off their combined fluids coating its length. As she walked to him, a trickle of semen made its way down her thigh. 

She leaned down and stroked his face. "Well you've kept your part of the bargain, time for mine." Her head dipped between his legs and she took his sloppy tool in her mouth. For a few minutes she just held the flaccid cock in her mouth, licking and sucking their mingled juices it until it began to grow. Hands touched the back of her head as it began to fill her mouth, Jeff guiding her motions as she sucked up and down his thickening cock.

Her lips molded around his thick shaft, sliding up and down with ease. Jeff thrust his hips up at her willing mouth, burying her nose in his coarse pubic hair, and she met each thrust. After a few minutes, he could feel his orgasm building and decided to shift positions. He pulled April off his prick with a loud pop.

"What's the matter baby?" She asked.

"Time to switch spots. Lie down."

April complied and lay on her back, licking her lips as Jeff straddled her head and rubbed his cock across them. He gathered a few pillows and placed them under her head before plunging his dick back into her mouth. She could barely move so she relaxed and let him fuck her face. His cock would fill her mouth, balls tapping her chin, before he pulled out and thrust in again. She looked so erotic, her lips stretched around his stiff shaft, eyes wide with desire and she sucked him on each thrust. 

The sensation made his eyes fly open wide. April had slithered her tongue out of her mouth and was licking underside of his cock. "Oh baby, that's gonna get you a mouthful," he said increasing his thrusts. April slurped as he pistoned in and out of her mouth. He was pushing deeper and it was all she could do not to gag, but after a few more thrusts she felt him shoot into her mouth. He held the head to her lips, the thick white liquid coating them as it splattered in her mouth and over her face.

His diminishing cock lay across her face as she licked it, then he slid off her and onto the bed, allowing April to duck into the bathroom for some cleaning up. She found a washcloth and scrubbed the sticky goo from her face. There hadn't been much to swallow this time as most of it had covered her face. Satisfied that she looked presentable April went back into the room to find Jeff sound asleep. A fulfilled smile on her face, she slid into bed and joined him in contented slumber.



School Days Ch. 04



Courtney checked Jill's costume one last time. The little girl looked way too cute as a princess, her mother thought. Courtney handed her daughter the bag she would use to collect her candy and said, "Now, what do you say when people give you candy?"

"Thank you," Jill replied dutifully.

"OK. You ready?"

"Yep. Let's go," the girl said, running to the door.

"Whoa. Hold on. Remember what I said about always staying with me. OK?"

"Yes, Mom. Come on."

Courtney stopped in front of the living room window, catching a final glance at herself. She turned to the side. The short, Lycra pleated skirt of her sexy cheerleader costume glistened in the light. The halter-top with its matching black and red colors revealed an ample amount of her breasts. There was no changing out of it now, she said to herself.

Mother and daughter headed out into the cool dusk air.

Jill ran from door to door in the affluent neighborhood gathering lots of compliments and more than enough candy. Thirty four year old Courtney gathered her own attention from passing fathers and men who answered the door. Guys who never gave her much notice before suddenly became talkative. Courtney gave some of them special treats of their own by bending over to check Jill's bag of candy.

About halfway through the pair's tour of houses Courtney and Jill passed three boys. One of them instantly caught Courtney's attention. He was dressed as a gladiator with muscles bulging from his arms, legs and chest. A mask covered his face, but the woman barely noticed--she was so raptured by his body.

They followed each other for a few seconds, their heads turning as they passed. Courtney smiled shyly. She could almost feel his eyes on her ass. She DID hear their whistles and comments. A tingle ran through her body.

Jill and Courtney stayed out for an hour before heading home. The princess' bag was nearly three-fourths full and Courtney could tell the little girl was getting tired. Jill ran into the house and dumped the bag on the floor before her Mom could stop her.

"Hey. Wait a minute. Let's get a big bowl for that stuff before you make a bigger mess, OK?" Courtney said.

"Look, Mommy. Look. I got lots of suckers."

Courtney was fairly strict with the candy her daughter ate, but would give in this one time of year.

"Don't get sick eating everything tonight, Hon," Courtney warned. She went for the bowl while Jill sorted her candy into small piles. Eventually, the girl submitted to having all the candy placed in the bowl.

She stayed up for another hour before Courtney made her go to bed, the candy securely stored away in the kitchen. Mom even let her sleep in her princess outfit, knowing that in the middle of the night it would probably wind up on the floor.

Courtney returned to the family room, still in her costume. Just as she was about to throw herself on the couch, the doorbell rang...despite the fact she had turned the porch light out, attempting to signal the end of her trick or treating.

She grumbled to herself as she made her way to the door and opened it. The light from inside the house barely illuminated the form of the young gladiator on her porch. He still wore his mask and skirt, although he had discarded his cloak...and he still had that fabulous body.

The two stood silent for a brief moment, each taking in the other.

"Am I too late?" the gladiator asked. The voice was muffled under the mask and scarcely audible.

"Uh, too late?" Courtney asked as if confused.

"Yeah. Too late for a treat."

Courtney's eyes were on the bottom of the boy's tan skirt. It stopped well above his knees but, admittedly, was a little longer than her own outfit. Then she noticed his empty hands. "You don't have a bag."

She tilted her head to one side and flashed her stunning gray eyes at him.

"I'll have to eat it here," he said. 

Courtney started to laugh, but caught herself just in time. "Come on in and I'll see what I've got."

She held the door as the boy stepped into the house, brushing against her lightly in the process. She closed the storm door but left the front door open before turning to head into the kitchen. Again, she felt those eyes and gave her ass an extra wiggle as she walked away from him.

Courtney suffered only a small amount of guilt stealing one of Jill's precious suckers in the kitchen. Then, knowing that she was hidden from the boy's view, she pulled open her halter-top just an extra inch or two.

She approached him slowly, straining to think of what to say—anything to keep him from leaving, yet.

"How old are you?" she asked, stopping in front of him.

"Eighteen," the boy answered.

"A little old for suckers, don't you think?" Courtney held out the candy.

That having been said, the gladiator didn't immediately reach for the sucker. He stared straight into the woman's beautiful eyes. "You're never too old for suckers."

Courtney was enjoying the game. She removed the plastic from the candy and lifted it to her lips. As if the sucker was the most precious food ever devoured, she reached out her tongue and caressed the bottom of it. After two more delicate strokes, she pushed it between her lips.

The boy's heart raced. Under his skirt, he felt a twinge in his cock that only worsened as the woman began to slide the sucker in and out of her mouth.

"Ummm. You're right," Courtney sighed.

"So, what about my treat?"

Courtney smiled with the candy firmly between her lips. She moved past the boy and pushed the front door closed. When she turned, her young guest had turned to face her. Courtney moved to him.

She put her hand on the front of his skirt, feeling his cock begin to press against the material. Courtney scraped her fingers across it but did not hold it. Instead, she pulled the sucker from her mouth and placed it on a nearby table.

Now she was able to stand closer to the boy, her body touching his. For the first time, she was able to look into the mask and see his eyes. At first she thought it was her own gray eyes reflecting back, captivating her.

Again, she touched his cock. She felt it hardening as her breasts touched his bare chest. This time she wrapped her fingers around the cock and pulled it out from his body. She heard his heavy breathing inside the mask.

"Take off your costume," she demanded.

The boy grabbed the top of his skirt and pushed it down. As he lifted his legs out, Courtney saw his thick cock for the first time. He tossed the skirt on the floor and stood naked in front of her, except for the ever-present mask. Courtney took a few seconds to survey the entirety of his gorgeous body.

She reached out and lightly ran her fingers over his shaft. Then she touched his thighs, moving her hand up to his stomach and onto his chest. She stroked his nipples before putting her hand on his thick bicep.

"Untie my top," Courtney said softly.

The boy didn't hesitate loosening the knot in the front of her halter-top. Her breasts nearly hung out entirely by the time he was done. He let the flaps hang open for a second.

"Go ahead."

The boy understood. He pulled the top away from the breasts and off Courtney's shoulders. He let the top fall to the floor beside them, his eyes fixed on her beautiful full breasts.

His cock was now fully erect. He wanted desperately to suck the large nipples that protruded from the woman's chest. But he was intent on keeping his mask in place as long as he could. Apparently, Courtney was willing to play along for now.

She dropped to her knees and placed her hand on his cock. He watched as the woman leaned forward and pressed the cock against her tits. Courtney rolled it back and forth across her chest, moving from one nipple to the other. She could feel the warmth of the hard shaft.

Then she lowered her head and lightly licked the tip of the cock. It twitched in her hand as her tongue slid across it. She moved a little and swiped her tongue up the entire underside of the boy's cock.

He placed his hand on her soft hair and watched as she opened her mouth, allowing the cock to disappear between her lips. She didn't close her mouth around it immediately. Instead, she licked it some more on the bottom and sides.

Finally, she clamped her lips down on the shaft. The boy groaned softly, instinctively pushing his hips forward. Before he could begin a fucking motion, Courtney bobbed her head up and down, sucking and licking the now-throbbing cock.

The woman alternated between sucking the cock and stroking it with her hand. She looked up, occasionally, at the masked stranger. He stared back from behind the gladiator's face, saying nothing. But Courtney assumed from the reaction of his cock that the boy appreciated what she was doing.

It didn't take long for him to get to the verge of an orgasm. Sensing this, Courtney backed away. She stood and smiled at the perplexed young man. Then she strode to the edge of the couch and placed both hands on the arm, her ass facing the boy as she bent over.

"Fuck me, gladiator."

It only took the boy two steps to reach the woman. She looked straight ahead as he lifted the back of her little skirt, exposing bright red panties. He pulled the panties down her legs, taking only a second to look at her ass before kneeling down and taking off the little red undergarment. When he stood once more he took a good, hard look at Courtney's stunning, round ass. He placed his hands on both cheeks, gently squeezing the soft skin. Then, to Courtney's complete surprise and delight, he lightly spanked her right cheek. Then again, only a little harder.

Courtney imagined herself in ancient Rome, being taken by the strongest, most handsome of the gladiators. She pictured his sweaty body and the huge cock that was about to force its way into her, whether she wanted it or not. Courtney wanted it.

The boy didn't need to imagine. He was facing the most beautiful body he had ever seen, naked except for a cheerleader's skirt that was pushed up above Courtney's waist. His cock ached from the need to cum.

He used his hands to spread her legs apart. Courtney leaned over another few inches and the boy could plainly see the opening to her damp pussy. He moved forward until his cock was about to enter her. Courtney felt the head of his cock push open the entrance to her pussy and then he began to plunge the rest of his solid shaft into her.

Courtney moaned loudly as the huge cock was thrust inside her body. She had never been so filled by a man before, nor did any of her toys give her the same sensation as this boy's penis. She nearly screamed with pleasure as he began to fuck her.

The boy took hold of Courtney by the waist and forcefully pushed his cock harder and deeper, himself now taking on the role of the dominating Roman. After a minute or two of frantic, heated sex, he yanked off his mask and threw it on the couch in front of Courtney. It stared up at her devilishly.

She was torn between looking back to see the face of her "attacker" and remaining blind to his identity. She decided to keep playing the game.

The boy bent forward just enough to reach under the woman and grab her breasts. He clutched them firmly, then rolled her nipples between his fingers.

"Oh, God. Yes," she moaned.

Courtney's pussy clamped tighter around the boy's cock. He instantly began ramming her faster and harder. He was about to cum.

Courtney felt him stand more erect, grabbing her by the hips with strong hands. He grunted some muffled sounds a few seconds before the first blast of warm cum entered her pussy. Then she heard a series of long, low groans, each followed by a violent thrust of his cock and a long spurt of cum. He repeated this process over and over again, filling her pussy until cum completely covered his cock.

The sound of his body smacking against her ass filled the family room...at least until Courtney began to cum. Then her little squeals echoed against the walls as she reached back and rubbed her clit. To his credit, the boy remained hard long enough to stay inside the woman as she came. Courtney's body was raked with several orgasms before she collapsed on the arm of the sofa. The boy's limp penis fell out of her and he stood behind his cheerleader.

Courtney barely had enough energy to slowly turn over so she could sit on the edge of the couch. Her eyes turned towards her magnificent gladiator.

Courtney gasped.

"David!?"

The boy smiled nervously. "Hi, Mom."

"What...how...what are you doing here?" Courtney stammered, her hands pushing down the edges of her short skirt.

"I got a ride home from one of the other guys. I thought I'd surprise you."

Courtney was too stunned to answer. She held a hand up to her breast, then realized how stupid that must have looked.

"When I saw you and Jill outside and I knew you didn't recognize me, I thought I'd come over and see if it would work again," David explained.

"And have sex with me?" Courtney said sarcastically.

"Well, no. That was your idea, I believe."

Courtney was too shocked to argue with the son she had at the age of sixteen. From his earliest years, David was raised by his aunt although Courtney and her late husband continued to support him. The last she had seen of him he was about to enter a private school three years ago.

"Get dressed, please," Courtney said quietly.

David reached for the skirt of his costume and pulled it on. At the same time, he reluctantly tossed his mother her halter-top. David joined Courtney on the couch.

They talked for a while, catching up on family matters as if nothing had happened. But the experience was never far from their minds. And neither could deny their physical attraction to the other. Each time Courtney got up to get them a drink David followed her movements closely, imagining his mother out of her costume.

By midnight they were talked out. David accepted an invitation to spend the night on the couch and Courtney supplied him with a pillow and blanket. They wished each other "good night" and the family room fell into silent darkness with David staring up at the ceiling, deep in thought.

He awoke sometime in the middle of the night with the blanket being pulled down his body. In the darkness he faintly made out the outline of his mother. She appeared to be naked. David next felt the skirt from his costume being pulled off until he, too, was naked.

Lying on his back, he watched Courtney climb onto the couch. With his eyes adjusting to the lack of light he saw her breasts approach his face. His Mom straddled him with her legs, then lowered breasts to his waiting mouth.

David eagerly took it in his hand and licked the erect nipple. He moved the nipple back and forth with his tongue before biting down on it with his lips.

"Oh, David. I love that," Courtney cooed.

He moved to the opposite breast and did the same thing to that nipple. Then he took as much of the breast in his mouth as he could and sucked it hard. He squeezed it with his hand and stabbed at it with his tongue, coaxing more moans from his mother.

David felt his cock beginning to harden just as Courtney's hand reached for it. The more he sucked her tits the harder he got. She pumped the cock with her fist until it was completely erect.

By then she was ready for it. Courtney moved up and placed the cock under her pussy. David immediately felt her wetness as she lowered herself onto him. Despite his size, he easily entered her.

David wasn't an expert at fucking while on the bottom, but his mother was obviously at expert at being on top. She made it easy for him to simply lay there and be ridden. Courtney played with her own clit while her son played with her breasts.

They were fairly quiet in their lovemaking this time, until it was time to cum. Then they urged each other on in very clear terms. David frantically thrust his cock upward into Courtney, who enthusiastically accepted each push. The cried out for each other to cum and timed it perfectly.

The couch rocked from their fucking and moans and groans filled the air. Cum shot into Courtney several times, her body shaking from its own intense orgasm. David held onto her ass until neither of them could cum any more.

Courtney fell into his arms. They kissed passionately for the first time. Mother and son stayed that way for nearly an hour, kissing and fondling and cumming once more.

As daylight approached and fear of Jill catching them heightened, Courtney made her way back to the privacy of her bedroom. But not until she was assured that David was staying for the weekend. They both agreed to hang onto their costumes for another night.



School Days Ch. 04



Jeff awoke to a pleasurable tingling between his legs. April's strawberry blonde hair obscured his view, but the feeling was heavenly, her lips sliding along his shaft then taking his sensitive head between them. With excruciating slowness she pressed them down his shaft, her saliva coating his thick rod. More spit leaked from her mouth as she pulled back to the tip, letting his cock fall from her mouth. 

Sliding up his body she wrapped her meaty tits around his wet cock, rocking back and forth nuzzling his dick in her cleavage. The hot hard skin of his thick tool felt good against her soft bosom as she increased the pace of her pumping. Jeff met her thrusts, bucking his hips in time with her. "That's it baby," she said breathlessly, "fuck my tits. Slide that hard cock between my soft creamy udders."

"Oh God, April that feels so good," he moaned. 

"I know it does baby. Now come on and give me what I want, you know what I like," April said as she climbed off him and lay back down on the bed, her head hanging over the edge. Jeff was quickly astride her, pressing his thick cock back into her cleavage. He grabbed her tits and wrapped them around his swollen member, resuming his pumping of her chest.

Her hands covered his as they pressed her breasts tight around his shaft. With practiced hands, he rolled her sensitive nipples between his thumb and forefinger as April squirmed beneath him. He kneaded her tits harder and April knew this was the sign he was on the edge.

"Give it to me, Jeff," she hissed. "Fuck my tits and blow that creamy white load on me. Spew your hot seed on my neck, gimme my pearl necklace!"

Jeff tensed and the first pulse barely made it out of April's cleavage. The second erupted onto her neck, coating it with his issue, as the remaining blasts left a trail from her neck to the top of her breasts. He remained astride of her, watching his semen pool in the hollow of her neck until April propped herself up on her elbows and it all streamed down her chest. 

Jeff slipped off her and lay back on the bed. April gathered her bag, Jeff's semen dripping from her chest, and disappeared into the bathroom. Jeff heard the door lock and that struck him as odd as he drifted back to sleep.

The water cascaded over April as she cleaned herself of the morning's tryst. Her hand slipped between her legs, gently rubbing her steamy pussy. She wasn't sure if the arousal was from the tit fucking her boyfriend just gave her or her thoughts of the nubile Tina and what she was going to do to her. Either way she decided it would be better if she arrived at Tina's room already in a state of arousal and reluctantly pulled her hand from between her thighs.

Turning the water off she dried herself and began rummaging through her bag for something to wear. She pulled on a pair of light purple, bikini panties. The simple black bra struggled to hold her big tits. Her jeans slid easily over her satin clad bottom and she admired herself in the mirror as she zipped them up. 

Her hair was a mess and she began to blow it dry when Jeff pounded on the door. "Hey there's other people that might want to get in there you know," he shouted.

"Fine," she hollered back, "I'll finish out there and you can have the bathroom."

She stuffed her extra things into the bag and opened the door. The look on Jeff's face was priceless as he ogled her breasts trying to escape from their prison of elastic and satin. "You look like you've never seen my tits before," she chided him.

Before he could reply they had switched places and she pulled the door closed. April finished her hair and put on a little makeup before getting another of Jeff's shirts from the closet. The thick material hid her bra despite the pink color of the shirt. She smiled to herself as she buttoned and tied it in the same manner as the one last night. Grabbing her purse, she poked her head in the bathroom to say goodbye to Jeff.

"I'll see you later swee...," her voice trailed off as she took in the sight of him. He must have just gotten out of the shower, droplets of water glistened on his skin, his meaty cock dangling between his legs. It took all her willpower to tear her eyes away from him.

"I'll be back later this afternoon. Make reservations somewhere nice for dinner and I'll buy a sexy dress to wear for you."

"Deal," Jeff replied, chuckling to himself at April's obvious ogling of him.

She shut the door and practically ran from the dorm room and down the stairs. Tina's dorm was just a short walk across the campus, but when she arrived April already had a thin sheen of perspiration from the warm spring sun beginning to climb in the sky. The mousy blonde girl at the reception desk directed her to Tina's room and she anxiously knocked on the door.

The door cracked slightly and she could see the nervousness in Tina's eyes as she slipped the security chain and let April in. The door was quickly closed behind her, the chain refastened before Tina spoke.

"You're late," she said accusatorily. "I thought you weren't coming."

"I'm not, but hopefully that will change," April said with a glint in her eye. She drank in the vision of Tina. She was wrapped in a long soft terry cloth robe and April's mind raced with the possibility of what she was or wasn't wearing underneath. Her smooth black hair fell just above her shoulders. April looked deep into her brown eyes, eyes that seemed on the verge of tears.

"So what should we...," April began. Tina held a finger to her lips silencing her.

"Don't say anything," Tina said softly. "I've dreamt of this since I first saw your picture in Jeff's wallet. Since the day I saw you posing in that bikini, your big tits almost falling out of the top, hard nipples poking through the fabric, I've wanted to touch them."

April smiled and hastily unbuttoned her shirt. Tina approached April's chest with an almost reverent demeanor. Gently she pushed the shirt aside, sliding it off April's arms and letting it fall to floor. Tenderly, her fingers traced the edges of the bra, sending shivers up and down April's spine. Her fingertips slid down each of the straps to the top of the cups, then across the soft flesh of her bosom, meeting in the cleavage. Over and over, Tina slid her fingers across the smooth skin, April's pussy moistening with each stroke. 

Unable to stand the teasing touch anymore, April reached behind her and unsnapped the bra. With a shrug of her shoulders the black satin fell away from her chest exposing the hard nipples to Tina. Tina's tongue flicked from her mouth and fleetingly pressed against the swelling pink nub. The moan escaping from April encouraged Tina, who leaned forward to surround the nipple with her full soft lips. April let out another moan and clutched Tina to her bosom as her mouth opened to suck in as much of the warm full tit as possible.

With hands on her head, April slowly guided Tina to the other breast where she again greedily sucked. They soon developed a rhythm of sucking for a while and then shifting to the other side. After a few minutes, April felt hands on her pants. Tina was struggling to unzip the jeans as she nursed at April's chest. With a rough tug the zipper finally parted and Tina pushed the denim over April's hips, the pants lying in a heap next to the shirt.

She quickly skimmed the panties off and April stood naked in the middle of Tina's dorm room. April shuddered as Tina rubbed her hand along her swollen pussy lips. "Someone's awfully wet," Tina remarked as she slipped a finger inside April. "Ummhmm," was all April could muster in response as Tina moved behind her, tracing the wet finger up over her hip.

April felt the hot lips on the base of her neck, the tongue traveling down her spine, the lips again when Tina reached her ass. Tina kissed and nipped down April's firm ass, slipping her tongue into the crevice between her two perfect cheeks and licking down to her slick pussy. The second she felt the pressure, April moaned in delight. Her hips involuntarily pushed back, her legs spreading apart, allowing Tina to slide her tongue up and down the moist slit, tasting April's tangy nectar. She sucked briefly on April's hard clit before kissing her way back up to her neck. 

"I talked to Anne last night," Tina said in a whisper. "You want to know what she told me?" Tina asked as she reached around and grabbed April's breast, eliciting a whimper as she nodded her head. "She said that what you really like is when a girl straps on a long, thick cock and fucks you from behind." There was only silence. "Is that what you like? Would you like it if I fucked you?" 

Tina had moved in front of April as she spoke and, when she had the big-titted blonde's full attention, shrugged off her robe. April's eyes widened at the size of the tool strapped to Tina. It was at least ten inches long and black as night. The thick head looked as if it could split her in two, she had to have it.

Her mouth dry with anticipation, April asked, "Where do you want me?"

A thin smile of victory crossed Tina's face. "On the bed," she commanded, "face down, ass up."

April quickly complied; her legs spread wide, breasts pressed into the soft cotton of Tina's sheets. Tina slid some pillows under April's hips, raising her for easier penetration, and climbed between her legs. With her legs spread wide, April's pussy was already exposed and Tina could see the juices leaking from it. 

Gazing down at her conquest, Tina now understood why Jeff was so enamored with this girl. Her toned and tanned legs were long and led up to a tight shapely ass. Her hips curved to a tiny waist and, though she couldn't see it now, a tight stomach. Then there were the breasts. Two large, firm, perfect peaks of flesh. 

Teasingly she rubbed the thick head along April's wet hole and April tried pushing back onto it. With a hard smack on the ass, Tina told April to sit still.

The sting of Tina's slap had only heightened April's arousal and looking over her shoulder she pleadingly asked, "Tina, put it in me."

"Put what in you," she asked rubbing the head against April's hard clit. "This big cock, is that what you want in you?" Roughly she shoved the first two inches in the slick hole in front of her. "Like that is that what you wanted?"

"More," April begged, her body trembling with anticipation.

Tina obliged her, pushing the thick cock deeper and deeper until her pussy had completely swallowed it. April writhed beneath her in a delicious combination of pain and pleasure as her pussy struggled to accept the huge intruder. Once her pussy had stretched to accommodate the immense tool, she wanted to feel it pounding her.

"Fuck me," April hissed over her shoulder. "You've got it in me, now let's see if you know how to use it, come on and fuck me girl."

Tina needed no further encouragement. She had planned a slow leisurely pace, but if April wanted it hard and fast she would get it. In seconds April was moaning with delight as the big cock probed her pussy fast and deep. Tina's fingers sunk deep into the flesh of April's hips and ass, pulling her roughly onto the gleaming black shaft. April's whimpers and unintelligible groans left no mistaking her arousal. It took only a few minutes for the first orgasm to explode through her, her body quivering with release as Tina continued plowing into her. 

Her pussy stretched to its limit, April was thrusting back at Tina, meeting each push, feeling her thighs slam into her ass. Soon the second orgasm was washing over her and she felt the cock pulling completely out of her. "No," she gasped, "I'm not done."

"Neither am I," Tina reassured her. "Roll over; I want to see those tits while I fuck you."

April quickly rolled over onto her back, her ass still lifted by the pillows. The moment Tina was between her thighs April wrapped her legs around her, pulling her tight. The thick dildo slid along her pussy and grazed across her clit, sending shudders of delight through her. 

"Put it back in me," April pleaded, "and play with my clit while you fuck me, I love having my clit massaged while a big cock's filling my pussy."

Tina slowly slid the big dildo back into her. Her arousal made it easier this time, the juices from April's orgasms coating the shaft as it slid deeper and deeper. Once she was in all the way, Tina began a slow in and out motion and, as requested, began to rub April's clit with slow circles.

She responded with a low guttural moan and her hands went to her jiggling breasts. April squeezed and tugged at her heavy chest as the thick cock slid in and out of her and in no time she was shuddering with the release of another orgasm, her pussy gushing its juices over the huge dildo that Tina had pushed deep and held there when she saw the telltale look in April's face.

As the orgasm passed, April relaxed her hold on Tina allowing the cock to slip from her stretched cunt. "Once more and I want to be on top," April demanded. 

Tina was more than willing to lie back and let April ride herself to another orgasm, her big tits flopping around as she bounced up and down. She quickly extricated herself from between April's thighs and sat on the bed, her back against the headboard. With equal speed, April had straddled her, holding the head of her strap-on at the entrance to her pussy. Tina couldn't pull her gaze from the red, swollen lips; droplets of arousal clinging to the downy tufts of neatly trimmed hair. 

She watched as the head passed the labia and slowly disappeared into April's tight wet pussy. As the fake cock filled her, April reached out and clasped Tina's hands bringing them her chest. "Play with my tits while I ride you," April said in a hushed tone. 

Tina readily sunk her fingers into the soft warm flesh of April's breasts, squeezing and fondling them as April began to slide up and down the cock strapped to Tina's hips. The pace was much slower; April savoring the feeling as Tina played with her tits and the long, thick cock filled her pussy. All that changed though, when she felt Tina's mouth encircle her breast. 

"Ohhh God," she exclaimed as her nipple was sucked and pulled into the wet warmth of Tina's mouth. "That's it, yes. Suck my tits."

April's pace quickened as she pushed down hard on Tina, her hips gyrating as she thrust the cock into herself. She pulled Tina tight to her chest, smothering her as the bolts of pleasure ran through her again. "Oh fuck yeah, I'm coming," she screamed, pumping her hips faster as her hand slipped between her legs and flicked at her clit. The light touch across her swollen love button set off a chain reaction of orgasm after orgasm, her body spasming with release until she collapsed on Tina.

Undaunted, Tina continued licking and kissing the perfect tits in front of her until April pushed her away saying, "No more."

They both slid down the bed, the cock slipping from April's used pussy, and held each other close as they regained their strength. They lay in each other's arms for several minutes, neither one sure of what to say.

April spoke first. "You're still going shopping with me right?" She asked jokingly.

They both giggled. "Yeah," Tina said, "I'll go with you, if you promise to lick my pussy first."

"I thought you'd never ask," April said as she slid down the bed. She quickly pulled the surrogate cock off Tina's hips and greedily attacked her wet hole.

"Fuck yeah," Tina squealed as the tongue flicked across her tiny clit. Most boys never even looked for it, but those that found it were rewarded with an orgasm machine. Tina's clit was so sensitive that about three seconds of direct stimulation brought about an orgasm. April had found the little nub and wasn't about to let go of it.

Tina thrashed on the bed as her pussy convulsed and her body was awash in pleasure. She massaged her thick nipples as April continued licking her to orgasm after orgasm until her body could take no more. April sensed this and slowly kissed her way up Tina's body until she was able to take one of her tits into her mouth. April sucked on the B-cup breast that filled her mouth, twirling the thick hard nipple with her tongue until Tina pulled her up to her mouth and kissed her passionately.

"Thank you," Tina said breaking the kiss, "you've made a fantasy come true."

"Glad to help," April said snuggling up against Tina.

After a few minutes of silence Tina pulled herself from April's embrace and got dressed under her lustful gaze. She returned the strap-on it to its hiding place in one of her drawers. From the same drawer she pulled a thong and stepped into it, pulling it up over her hips and between her small pert ass cheeks. Next was the short denim skirt that stopped about mid-thigh. Over her bare chest she pulled another of her stretchy camisole tops. The burgundy material was pulled taut across her small, firm chest, her nipples sticking out prominently as she turned to face April who was still lying on the bed watching her.

"Well, do I look okay?"

Tina felt her mouth go dry as April said nothing and got up from the bed. As she strode to Tina, her beautiful breasts rocked and bounced enticingly, her hips swaying seductively. She stood naked before Tina and, leaning closer, whispered in her ear, "With those cute tits and hard nipples you look good enough to eat. Which is what I'm going to do to you again tomorrow before I leave."

Tina shuddered as April left her and pulled her panties and jeans back on. She walked back over to Tina, still bare-chested, and asked to borrow one of her camisole tops. With trembling hands she pulled a light blue one from the drawer and handed it to April.

The elastic material was strained by April's prodigious chest; the breasts forced together creating a deep crevice of cleavage. Her thick nipples were hard and poking through the material. April's midriff also showed, the extra material needed to cover her chest making the shirt shorter. She slipped Jeff's oxford shirt over it and tied it at the waist but left the buttons undone. Tina's licentious stare made a look in the mirror unnecessary and she slipped her shoes on and made her way out the door, Tina following quickly behind.

The two girls made their way to April's car and were soon trundling down the highway bound for the mall, which was about an hour away. They idly chatted about school, boys, and a bunch of other things, but Tina's tan legs and the short skirt that showed them off soon distracted April. Her hand left the steering wheel and stroked the inside of Tina's thigh.

"Mmmm, that feels good," she said spreading her legs and pulling April's hand up her leg. 

"It's supposed to," April replied, rubbing Tina's steamy pussy through her thin panties.

Tina's hand rubbed her tits through the satiny top as April pushed two fingers into her tight hole. Tina gasped as a third finger pushed its way into her and the three began massaging her pussy. She had been primed since fucking the big-breasted blonde, and her juices flowed freely coating April's hand. April slid her fingers in and out of Tina's wet hole, occasionally pulling out and massaging her clit, before plunging back into the warm wet pussy.

Tina squirmed in the seat as her orgasm neared. "OhhhOhhhOhhh," she screamed as she clutched at the dash, her pussy contracting around April's fingers, the orgasm shooting through her with warm tingles of relaxation. April left her fingers in Tina's soaked snatch until her orgasm subsided. 

"That was awesome," Tina announced when she had regained her composure. 

The pleasurable feeling quickly went away though, when the girls heard the wail of the siren behind them and April looked at the speedometer. The needle was well past eighty.



School Days Ch. 05



"Have you met the new librarian at the kids' school, yet?" Erin asked. She held the cup of coffee between her hands, still trying to warm up on the chilly autumn morning.

"No. What's she like?" Courtney turned on the couch to face her friend.

"She's the cutest little thing. Can't be much older than about twenty five and just really sweet."

Courtney was almost too busy admiring Erin's bare legs underneath the flannel shirt she wore to catch the significance of what Erin was saying.

"Maybe I'll see her during the first round of parent-teacher conferences," Courtney said.

Erin smiled. "I hope she's there. But then, you'll fall in love and never want to see me again."

"You know that will never happen," Courtney assured her. In fact, their meetings during school days had become nearly a daily routine. The kids were gone. The husbands were at work. They had the whole morning and a couple hours in the afternoon to play.

Erin put her coffee cup on a table. "Come here and warm me up."

She held out her arms invitingly. Courtney put down her cup and leaned towards her lover.

Erin slid onto her back to accept the other woman into her arms. She especially enjoyed the days when Courtney came to her house because she could wear as little as she wanted. And she knew how much Courtney loved to slowly open up her shirts.

They kissed while wriggling into a comfortable position, Erin's legs eventually wrapping around Courtney. The women had done almost everything you can do sexually with a wide variety of people, but they both loved these moments when it was just the two of them alone, in love.

Courtney kissed Erin's cheek and then her neck, pulling aside the shirt collar. She could smell the soap and powder from Erin's shower. It was the same soap and powder Erin used on her when they showered together. The aroma made her lust even more for her younger lover.

Erin closed her eyes and felt Courtney begin to unbutton her shirt. She knew that soon Courtney's tongue would be all over her body. Erin felt the wetness build between her legs.

Courtney got enough buttons open to put her mouth on the inside of Erin's left breast. She licked it and bit it lightly with her lips.

Then more buttons opened and Courtney exposed both breasts. She immediately began sucking on the nipples, her teeth scraping across them bringing out the first moan from the woman under her.

With a breast still in her mouth, Courtney undid the last button on the shirt and yanked it wide open. She could feel Erin's nakedness under her. Courtney's hands were everywhere. She frantically sucked and licked both breasts.

She wouldn't take the shirt off. She knew Erin preferred to keep it on, sliding against the soft material as Courtney moved between her legs.

Erin watched as Courtney's head, hidden behind flowing hair, was lowered to her pussy. She felt lips first, then a warm, wet tongue sliding up between folds of skin to her clit. Erin twitched when it first made contact.

"Oh, yes, Courtney. Right there."

Courtney didn't need to be told. She would spend as long as she needed working the clit with her tongue and lips until Erin came. It never took more than a couple minutes. And Courtney knew the signs of when to expect an orgasm to start.

Erin raised and lowered her hips, fucking Courtney's mouth. Sometimes she asked for the tongue to enter her pussy, but today she wanted nothing more than a strong clit massage.

She got it. Courtney nearly devoured the erect clit. When she reached up and squeezed one of Erin's nipples with her fingers, Courtney knew the orgasm was about to begin. Of course, Erin was pretty good at verbally giving the same clue.

She screamed out for Courtney to keep sucking her. She arched her back off the couch and gripped Courtney's hair. Wave after wave of ecstasy flowed through her, concentrated right at the point where Courtney's tongue met her clit.

Courtney reached under her lover and held her by the ass, trying to stay in contact with the woman's pussy during the wild orgasm. She could feel the fluid building up on her chin the longer the orgasm lasted. But she kept sucking.

Finally, Erin was trying to pull away from Courtney's face. Courtney playfully held her in place and stabbed at her clit a few more times. Erin's cries and exhausted giggles convinced Courtney to stop.

Courtney looked down at her lover's bare chest and legs. God, she was a beautiful woman.

"Let's invite her to the Halloween party on Saturday," Erin said.

"Who?" Courtney looked down with a puzzled look. "Oh. The new librarian. Sure."

Courtney ran her fingers through Erin's blonde hair, caring very little at the moment about anything except how much she loved her friend. Then she wondered if Erin's Halloween party was anything like some of the other parties she'd been to with the woman. Courtney hoped the answer was yes.

They had previously discussed what they were going to wear. Erin found a Greek Goddess outfit with a pleated white dress that tied at the waist. It had a plunging neckline and was barely long enough to cover her ass.

Courtney, after several days of searching, decided on a tropical theme. The costume included a tropical print halter-top and a wrap skirt that fully exposed one of her long legs.

Erin agreed to contact Melinda, the librarian, and make sure she could come. She was glad when the young woman eagerly accepted. Erin had found Melinda to be very shy. She only knew that Melinda was single and had moved to the school district after attending school in Iowa. They would have to learn more about her at the party, Erin presumed.

Courtney's curiosity got the best of her and she visited her daughter's school the Thursday before the party, just to get a look at the girl Erin kept talking about. Under the pretense of wanting to volunteer at the school...which was always an open invitation...Courtney stopped at the office and talked to Nancy, the receptionist and a long-time friend. Before long, Courtney was being introduced to Melinda.

Courtney came away from their meeting with the impression that Melinda was shy, conservative and even cuter than Erin had implied. When she relayed this all to Erin, they agreed it would be interesting to watch her at the party. Neither of them had been able to get Melinda to commit to what she was wearing.

So they were pleasantly surprised when, half an hour after the party started, Melinda showed up in a schoolgirl outfit, complete with a very tight top, necktie and plaid mini skirt. The top was unsnapped well below the girl's full breasts with the necktie strategically placed to cover most of her cleavage.

"Wow, Melinda. You look GREAT," Erin said as she walked Melinda through the massive house towards the family room.

"Thanks. I love your dress."

"Wait until you see Courtney...if the guys will let you," Erin said with a smile.

Melinda wasn't sure if Erin meant the guys would be all over Courtney or herself. Before she could spend any more time thinking about it, somebody was handing her a drink. She was apprehensive about her costume—which she considered provocative—until she saw the wide variety of nearly naked people milling about the house. It was as if an adult Halloween costume web site had come to life.

It didn't take long for Courtney to spot the new librarian in the sexy outfit.

"Oh my God, Melinda. You look fabulous," Courtney cooed when they finally came together. Her eyes were all over the young woman, desperately wanting to see what was hidden behind the necktie.

"Erin said not to hesitate to wear anything I wanted." Melinda took a drink and looked at Courtney with innocent, blue eyes. "I can't wait to see what everybody else wore."

Courtney wanted to say something about what everybody usually ended up NOT wearing at these parties, but she bit her tongue. No use scaring off the guests so early in the evening.

Melinda stayed close to her two friends during the next hour, meeting virtually everyone at the party at least once. The alcohol flowed and the noise level in the house rose accordingly. As did the flirting.

The women watched more than a few instances of groping on the part of both sexes, but as of yet they hadn't seen any actual sex acts being performed. Erin warned Melinda not to rule it out.

By this time, the librarian had put down a couple large drinks and found herself not all that opposed to the idea of public fornication. She had talked to a guy dressed as a lifeguard in a Speedo that was not much wider than her necktie. So she already had one person on her list she wanted to see again.

Just as Erin had predicted, it wasn't long before the women heard loud cheers coming from a room down one of the mansion's long hallways. They worked their way through the crowd to the source of the noise. A couple people stood in the hallway, whooping and raising their glasses every few seconds.

When the women managed to squeeze into the bedroom they found a woman dressed in a thong standing at the side of a bed, leaning over a naked man. She stood between his legs, her long flowing hair occasionally concealing the thick cock sliding in and out of her mouth.

The woman's small, firm ass reached out towards the people in the room, inviting some of the men to touch and rub and even slap it. The loudest cheer of all went up when a man dressed as Tarzan pulled down the woman's thong.

"Fuck her."

"C'mon, Tom."

"Do it."

Cries rang out from both men and women. Courtney, Erin and Melinda looked on as Tarzan pulled open his skimpy loin cloth and exposed his erection. Courtney and Erin both gazed at the librarian, anxious to see how see reacted. Except for what appeared to be a slightly redder face than normal, she seemed to be taking in the scene the same as she would a favorite TV show.

The crowd rearranged itself to get a better view of the now-naked Tarzan about to enter the woman from behind. She continued to frantically suck the cock of the man on the bed as another cock was thrust deep into her pussy. Her muffled moans rose above the din surrounding her.

Melinda looked on with amazement--mixed in with a dash of voyeurism. And she wasn't about to leave the room, especially with the Speedo man just a few feet away from her. It was difficult not to notice the outline of the erection under his suit. Never before had Melinda been so tempted to grab a man in public.

She turned back to watch the action on the bed. In the crowded room it was easy to ignore bumping into a nearby person. But she couldn't disregard the fact that somebody had moved behind her and was pressing up against her body. She felt a hand touch the top of her thigh underneath her short skirt and immediately turned her head.

Melinda nearly gasped when her lifeguard in the Speedo smiled back. He slowly moved his hand until it cupped the right cheek of her ass. When he gently squeezed it, Melinda turned to look at the bed. She felt a quiver shake her entire body.

Speedo man now had both hands inside Melinda's skirt, groping her thighs and ass. A few seconds later she could feel his cock press against her body as he moved forward. It felt like a stick to her.

At the same time, the man lying on the bed cried out as he began to cum into the woman's mouth. Onlookers cheered wildly as cum overflowed onto the woman's chin and dribbled down to the man's body. She used her hand to pump him until the last of his cum had flowed from the cock. Then she licked him clean, still taking the brunt of Tarzan's thrusts.

Melinda stared straight ahead as the lifeguard's hand followed the edge of her thong around her hips and onto her pussy. He put his hand between her legs and pulled her back into him even harder than before. The young librarian felt the man's cock wedge itself in the crack of her ass even through his suit and her skirt. His fingers searched for, and found, the opening to her pussy.

Melinda tried to catch her breath as the material of her thong entered her pussy. Then his fingers moved up to her clit and began to rub. She bent over at the waist attempting to move her body away from his fingers, but the lifeguard's body blocked her from behind. She was trapped.

His hand slid inside her thong effortlessly and almost without her noticing. It was a large, thick hand that seemed to envelope her entire pussy at once. Melinda spread her legs involuntarily.

The man's fingers slid over her clit again, then down to her pussy. Moisture covered his hand as he put a finger inside her. Deeper...up to his knuckles, until he couldn't push it any further. Melinda wanted to scream out.

Courtney and Erin smiled, fully aware of what was happening to their young friend. As was usually the case at these parties, they would simply wait to see what transpired next.

In front of them, the woman being fucked by Tarzan was about to cum. She had both hands on the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide and her head flung back. Large breasts hung from her chest, bouncing back and forth as the man plunged his cock into her, then pulled it out.

She rubbed her clit for just a few seconds before screaming out. The crowd watched as her orgasm began, then built in intensity. The woman's hair flew back and forth. Even the people in the hallway could hear Tarzan's body slapping against her bare ass.

Just as the woman's orgasm seemed to be subsiding, the man pulled out and began stroking his huge cock above her butt. She looked over her shoulder and watched him spray a long stream of white cum over her ass and lower back. He stroked his cock some more and a second and third stream covered her body.

Before he was done a large puddle of cum had formed. Eventually, the woman allowed herself to fall face-first onto the bed, still plastered with Tarzan's cum. From somewhere off to the side a blue bath towel flew onto the bed next to her. A woman from the crowd grabbed it and cleaned off the woman...to the delight of the onlookers.

Melinda could barely stand up as the lifeguard pulled his hand from between her legs. In her ear, she heard him whisper, "I'll find you again later."

She heard him step away with many of the other people leaving the room, his cock no longer squashed against her ass. The librarian's breathing didn't return to normal until she, Courtney and Erin were back in the hallway.

"Well, what do you think?" Erin asked with a smile.

Melinda didn't know how to answer. Did Erin mean the threesome or the Speedo guy's treatment of her?

"I...I'm...that was really...uh, nice."

Courtney and Erin laughed loudly as the women moved with the crowd towards the family room.

"I think you have a new friend," Courtney said. "Did you get to feel him?"

"No." As soon as she said it Melinda hoped she didn't sound too disappointed. "I mean, I didn't touch him. He touched me."

"Did it feel as big as it looked?" Erin added.

"Bigger."

This time all three of them laughed.

They grabbed something to eat and drink and watched people for a few minutes. Melinda's mind was too busy rehashing what took place in the bedroom to notice the short conversation taking place behind her back between Erin and Courtney. Little did she know that a plot to change her world was being hatched.

Taking advantage of the librarian's willingness to follow her friends almost anywhere, Courtney and Erin guided Melinda through several rooms in the house. They briefly stopped to talk to people they knew, but for the most part continued at a steady pace towards the second floor. They walked up the stairs and down the hall, seeing more than a few naked guests along the way.

Just before reaching the end of the hall they turned into an empty bedroom. Like most of the other rooms in the house, it was very large and beautifully furnished. Erin closed the door behind them. Melinda looked puzzled, but waited for one of the other women to speak first.

"I hope you haven't been offended by anything you've seen tonight," Erin said, moving next to Courtney by the side of the bed.

Melinda couldn't help but notice the beauty of both of her friends in the dim light of the bedroom. Their costumes fit them perfectly...both physically and in personality.

"Not at all. It's been fun."

"Good," Erin smiled. "These parties make me SO horny."

"It wouldn't have taken that lifeguard much longer to make me cum," Melinda said. She realized for the first time how close to drunk she was from the freedom of her speech.

"Really?" Courtney acted surprised. "Just because he was all over your pussy?"

"That will usually do it," Melinda said sarcastically.

"Well, it made us really hot, too," Erin said, turning towards Courtney. She put her hand on the portion of Courtney's thigh exposed by the flowing, split skirt. Erin slid her hand upward and lightly kissed Courtney on the lips. Courtney responded by placing her own hand on Erin's breast.

Melinda was surprised but not necessarily put off by her friends kissing. The tenderness of the kiss and their soft touches contrasted with the lustful scenes she had seen elsewhere in the house. She found it unexpectedly captivating.

Courtney took one strap of Erin's dress and pulled it off her shoulder. She moved to the breast on that side and shifted the material until she could gain access to the large, pink nipple. Without hesitating, Courtney put her mouth over the nipple and surrounding skin. Melinda watched as Courtney used her hand to push up the breast until it was completely uncovered.

A moment later, the other strap of Erin's dress was lowered and both breasts stuck out from the top of her white gown. Erin looked at Melinda and smiled while Courtney licked and sucked her nipples.

Melinda felt a tingle between her legs, the kind she felt when the lifeguard was behind her. She wished he was still there, his fingers inside her wet pussy.

Then Erin put her hand inside Courtney's halter top and cupped her breast. She squeezed it and played with the nipple while Courtney became more frantic in her attack on Erin's breasts.

Before long, both women stood half naked at the side of the bed, Courtney's top removed and Erin's dress pushed down to her waist. They kissed passionately, breasts pushed firmly against each other.

Melinda took this opportunity to walk over to a large chair in one corner of the room and sit down. She crossed her legs, the little skirt of her costume barely covering her pussy.

Courtney and Erin were ready to put on a show for the young librarian. They hoped she wouldn't leave the room, both of them thinking she would have by now if their show of affection had offended her.

What they didn't know was that Melinda was becoming more than a little desperate for sex and the possibility of watching her two friends intrigued her. Yesterday she wouldn't have dreamed she'd be in this position. But after this party, anything seemed possible.

Courtney broke off the kiss and began to push Erin's dress down her legs. She unwrapped it from around Erin's ankles and tossed it aside. A pair of small, white panties was all that prevented Erin from being naked. Courtney ran her fingers over the front of the panties, feeling for the outline of Erin's pussy.

Soon, Courtney's own skirt was being removed. She was left in a pair of bikini panties, Erin's hands grabbing at her ass as they kissed. Melinda stared at the two nearly perfect bodies. Her insecurities prevented her from joining them, but she wasn't sure she could go much longer without touching herself.

A minute later her two friends were naked, each one taking off the other's panties. They fell onto the bed. Their bodies tangled as they passionately kissed and hugged. Erin worked her way down to Courtney's breasts and took one in her mouth.

Melinda couldn't take it any longer. She untied the tie around her neck and laid it aside. This allowed her to reach inside her top and put her fingers on a nipple. She squeezed it at the same time Erin flicked her tongue over Courtney's nipple. Melinda felt her pussy quiver. She put a hand under her skirt and on top of her panties. They were wet.




School Days Ch. 05



Officer Sloan had been half asleep when the radar gun chirped and he saw the blur of the red sports car rocket past him. He threw the cruiser in gear and was quickly after them, lights blinking and siren wailing. The speeding car slowed quickly and pulled off to the side of the road, Sloan bringing his police car to a stop a few car lengths behind April's convertible. He punched the license plate number into the computer and waited for the information to come back. Looking at the car he could see the two occupants engaged in an animated conversation.

"Just fucking great," Tina whined.

"What are you worried about, I was the one driving eighty something," April replied calmly.

"Who cares, this is fucking backwater USA, and they'll probably drag us in for something stupid like a busted taillight."

April just shook her head at her hysterical passenger. "Look at me," she said thrusting her chest out. "Do I look like someone who gets speeding tickets? I have never been given a ticket in my life and I don't plan on starting today."

The beep of the computer brought Officer Sloan's attention away from the car. Not stolen at least, he thought to himself. The picture of the registered owner is what caught his attention. If you can look good in driver's license photo you had to be hot. The pretty blue eyes and the reddish-blonde hair made his cock stir. 

He got out of the cruiser thinking, "with my luck her grandmother borrowed the car and forgot which pedal was which."

April watched in the rearview mirror as the cop approached. He looked young and fit, his uniform clinging tightly to his legs and torso. She shifted the seatbelt so it slid between her breasts and pulled off the oxford shirt to show just the camisole top underneath. 

"License and registration please," Sloan said as he took in the sight before him. His cock stiffened even more as he looked at the driver's enormous chest swaying as she pulled her license from her purse. She handed him her ID and leaning out the window asked him, "What seems to be the problem officer?" April's tits were draped over her car door.

The stirring in his uniform pants was noticeable as he looked into the deep blue eyes of the driver. April had already figured out how to get out of this ticket before he even asked if she knew how fast she was going.

"I'm sorry officer," she said batting her eyes, "you see Tina and I were fooling around and I kinda lost track of how fast I was going." The whole time she was talking April was sliding her hand along the swell of her breast. Glancing at his crotch she could see that her teasing was having the desired effect. "I promise we won't do it again," she said licking her lips. "Well at least the speeding part."

"Well," he said trying to quell his lust, "eighty-seven is pretty fast. I don't think I can let you off with just warning. I'm going to have to write you a ticket." With that he turned and walked back to the cruiser his hard cock straining against the fly of his pants.

"I thought you never got tickets." Tina chided.

"It's not over yet," she said, quickly modifying her plan. "Yell at me?"

"What?"

"Yell at me; call me stupid bitch, whatever you want. Just make sure the cop can see you."

"Whatever."

As Sloan sat in the cruiser he saw the passenger start gesturing wildly and it looked as if she was yelling at the driver. After a few moments he saw the driver get out and walk back toward his car. He couldn't believe the body on this girl. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra as her heavy tits swung free under the stretch top she was wearing, and her hips swayed gently back and forth, the jeans hugging her body. As she drew closer it looked as if she were crying. She stood next to his window.

"Can I sit with you?" April sobbed. "She's screaming at me and telling me I'm a stupid bitch just 'cause I was going a little fast. It's her fault anyway for wanting me to finger her while I was driving."

Despite the little voice in his head screaming "bad idea" Sloan opened the passenger side door and the girl of his fantasies slipped into his patrol car. She dabbed at her eyes with the tissue he gave her as he wrote the citation.

"How much is this going to cost me?" April asked softly.

"Probably about $300."

"And there's nothing we can do to get it knocked down to a warning," April asked demurely.

The voice was screaming again and again it was ignored. "What did you have in mind?"

A thin smile formed on April's lips, a smile of victory. She leaned back against the passenger door and slipped the straps to her camisole top off her shoulders. Pulling the material down her chest she said, "I could give you a glimpse of the tits you've been dieing to see since you pulled me over."

When the satin slid off the creamy white orbs of flesh, Sloan's hand moved to his groin and rubbed his swollen tool. "That's a start," he said haltingly, "but you were going very fast."

Undaunted, April pulled a nipple to her mouth and sucked it, and then as she switched to the other asked, "What if I play with them in front of you?"

When he didn't respond, April pulled his hand to her and placed it on her tit. "Or you can play with them if you like."

Sloan thought he would come in his pants at that very moment. Here he was with a half-naked girl in his car, his hands massaging her bulging chest and all she wanted was to get out of speeding ticket. He was ready to rip up the ticket when the voice in his head told him that he may as well see how far she was willing to go.

"I don't want to just play with them," Sloan said, "I want to fuck them."

"Deal," April said with a sense of victory. For $300 she was more than willing to give him a titjob.

April slid her seat all the way back and then got out of the cruiser, motioning for Sloan to sit on the passenger side. He slid over and April squeezed herself onto the floor in front of him. Sloan was rubbing and pulling at April's tits as she opened his pants and fished his stiff cock out. It was huge. April could barely get her hand around it as she stroked it to its full length.

Her mouth was poised to lube him up when she looked up at Sloan. "Rip it up or we don't go any further." When she heard the first tear, April engulfed him with her mouth coating his length with her saliva. She drooled on him as she slid up and down his cock, finally pulling his slippery tool from her mouth. 

Leaning forward she rubbed his sensitive head across her nipples, his sticky precum coating them. Wrapping her tits around the shaft elicited a gasp of pleasure from the police officer. Quickly, she worked her tits up and down, Sloan's thick mushroom head occasionally peeking above her cleavage. It wasn't long before Sloan was moaning about his impending release. April spit on the head as it peeked out and the added lubrication pushed Sloan over the edge. His cock spit back at April, the hot sticky liquid splashing on her chin and dripping onto her chest before trickling down into her cleavage. A moan that wasn't theirs made them look over at the driver's seat where Tina sat with her fingers buried in her pussy; her flushed look the telltale sign of her recent release. 

"That was so fuckin' hot," she moaned. "Looks like you could use a little cleaning up," Tina said to April as she leaned over and licked Sloan's semen from her tits. Her tongue slithered into every crevice even gliding around Sloan's cock, which was quickly regaining its rigidity. 

"See what you did," April said with mock disapproval. "What are we going to do with the nice officer now?"

Tina smiled, "You're going to go wait in the car, like you made me, and I'm going to sit on Officer Sloan, take his cock in my aching pussy and fuck him silly until he spews a load of hot sticky cum in my cunt."

April left the two in the cruiser and walked to the car, adjusting her top before getting in. She looked in the rearview mirror and could see Tina already braced against the dash pushing back on the hot cop.

Sloan was laying back and enjoying the day he was having. The cute brunette, who had licked up his spunk, was now grinding her pussy up and down his cock, milking it with her cunt muscles. From his position Sloan could also see the girl's puckered brown asshole. He gently massaged it with his thumb, thinking that if her pussy were this tight her ass must be incredible.

The touch against her sphincter made Tina moan. Sloan took that as approval and gathering some lubrication from her sopping cunt, pressed his thumb up her ass. Tina moaned lustfully, "If you're sticking something up there it might as well be your cock."


Looking over her shoulder, Tina saw the look of shock.

"That's right officer, I said fuck me in the ass. Pull your thick cock out of my pussy and shove it up my ass." 

Sloan slipped his dick, dripping with her juices, from the warm moist heat of her pussy and pressed the head against her furrowed rosebud. With a groan, Tina pushed back and the head slipped in. Slowly she pressed back until he filled her ass. One hand maintained its grip on the dash while the other toyed with her sloppy cunt, her fingers slipping easily inside as her thumb strummed her clit. 

Sloan had recovered from his initial shock and was beginning to thrust back in time with her. 

"That's it fuck my ass. God you feel so good filling me up with your big cock. It feels like heaven. I want you to shoot your hot creamy spunk in my ass, fill me with your cum."

Tina's hand left her pussy and rubbed Sloan's heavy testicles. He groaned as Tina increased the speed of her thrusts and rubbed the base of his cock. With a mighty yell he shot inside her tight ass. Tina felt the splash of hot liquid against her insides and came immediately thrashing about while still impaled on Sloan's impressive organ. As her orgasm waned, Tina pulled herself off Sloan's shrinking tool and slipped out the passenger door.

"Thanks officer," she called as she headed back to April's car, "you've been a big help." 

Still stunned by the strange turn of events, Sloan could only watch as the slim girl in the denim skirt sauntered down the side of the highway and blew him a kiss when she reached her car.

Giggling she hopped into the car, "Let's go shop!"

And the car sped off to the mall, both girls giggling.



School Days Ch. 05



She pressed against her clit, slouching in the chair. Erin was moving down to Courtney's pussy. When her tongue slid across Courtney's clit for the first time Melinda thought she would explode.

The librarian reached up and pulled down her panties. They landed next to her tie and Melinda's hand returned between her legs, which were now fully spread. The little skirt of her costume rode high on her thighs, exposing her entire body from the waist down.

Courtney turned her head to watch, but closed her eyes when Erin began a serious attack on her clit. When she opened them again Melinda had her top completely unsnapped, one breast covered with the palm of her hand. Melinda's other hand worked away at her pussy.

Erin never intended to make Courtney cum...yet. She only wanted Melinda to get as horny as possible before making the next move. It was working.

After a couple more minutes of foreplay, the two women on the bed motioned for Melinda to join them. They weren't sure what the response would be. To their delight, the young librarian stood up, took off her clothes and moved towards the bed.

"Bring your tie," Courtney said, pointing down at the pile of clothes on the floor.

Melinda obeyed, not sure why. She handed the long tie to Courtney as she crawled into the bed.

The next few minutes involved a lot of touching and kissing, each of the women taking time to please the other. Melinda found herself on the receiving end more than she gave, but that was fine with her as she was very uncertain what to do. Taking her friends' breasts into her mouth DID seem to come natural, however.

It was while Erin was sucking heartily on Melinda's nipple that Melinda realized Courtney was using the necktie to tie her wrist to the headboard. Then the other hand was secured. Flat on her back and naked, the librarian felt totally vulnerable. And a little bit excited.

Over the next several minutes, her two friends covered every inch of the front of Melinda's body with kisses and licks. By the time they met at Melinda's pussy the young woman was wild with lust. Two tongues lapped at her clit and hands were all over her, including her ass. They lifted her off the bed to get closer to her pussy. Melinda felt her orgasm building by the second.

Somebody had the clit in her mouth and somebody else was beginning to suck one of Melinda's breasts when the orgasm began in earnest. Melinda pulled against the tie, rattling the headboard in the process. She cried out as her back arched and a tongue brushed over her pussy. It entered her like a wet finger and stroked across the inside of her pussy. The lips on her breasts gnawed away at her nipples, tugging at them playfully.

The bed shook as Melinda rolled with her orgasm. She was moaning loudly but totally unaware of what she was saying. Nobody was listening. They were too busy molesting her beautiful body, anxious to make this a memorable experience.

Melinda wanted desperately to pull the head between her legs closer to her body. She strained to push her pussy into the face. All the while, she came harder and harder. Erin was between her legs and concentrated now on making sure her tongue was plunging inside the librarian as far as she could thrust it. Each time she pulled it out it was soaked with Melinda's juices.

After a frenzied minute or two Melinda was laying still on the bed and her two new lovers were resting on her body. Melinda's arms ached from pulling against the tie. Her legs ached from stretching out during her orgasm. The rest of her felt marvelous.

Courtney was the first to lean up and kiss Melinda.

"We'll let you rest, then I have a surprise for you," Courtney said quietly.

It was about half an hour later that a still-bound Melinda was looking up at a naked lifeguard about to fuck her. She paid little attention to the fact the bedroom and hallway were filled with people as the gorgeous man's hard, thick cock entered her pussy. She barely heard their cheers when her second orgasm of the evening racked her body.

On their way home, the women were already making plans for the Christmas Party.



School Days Ch. 06



Melinda Briggs was always a little flustered around Christmas time, but this year was proving worse than normal. She was still single...by choice...and that made her lonely. She was still seeing Courtney and Erin...by choice...and that made her question her own sexuality.

The twenty five year old grade school librarian was proving to be a hit at school among the children and staff. Her ever-present smile and natural good looks resulted in anyone spending time with her leaving with a warm feeling.

Needless to say, she had been a popular guest at the Halloween party Courtney and Erin took her to. Most people would have been happy just to watch her walk around in her sexy schoolgirl costume. But when word got around the party that she was involved in light bondage having sex with the "lifeguard" every woman in the house wanted...well, it drew quite a crowd.

Luckily, Courtney and Erin were the only parents of kids at her school that Melinda had to worry about seeing after that episode. And see them she did! At least once a week, and usually more often than that, the women were together in bed. Sometimes only two of the three could show up—the "odd man out" usually being the married one, Erin—but oftentimes it was a threesome. They met during the day mostly, when Melinda could get away. Courtney, a 34 year old widow, was between jobs and Erin, 31, was married to a middle aged executive who considered her nothing more than a trophy.

A month ago Melinda never would have imagined herself living such a lifestyle. But the Halloween party changed everything. She was beginning to consider herself bisexual, and loving it.

But Christmas would continue to haunt her. And it was fast approaching.

It was two weeks before the big day and Melinda's condo was brightly decorated, just the way her mother used to decorate their house when Melinda was a child. Perhaps her mother wouldn't have dreamed of putting up a fake tree, but this was the twenty first century, Melinda reasoned. Up in fifteen minutes, down in ten. That's all she cared about.

She was on the couch watching TV an hour after dinner when the doorbell rang unexpectedly. Dressed in a long football jersey and panties, she hesitated at first. But at this time of evening the only visitors she ever had were Courtney or Erin. So, she walked to the window and inched the curtain open to peek out. It was a man, but his back was to her.

She cracked open the door, keeping the chain lock in place.

"Dad!" Her tone was half statement and half question.

"Hi, Melinda," Don Briggs said sheepishly.

The woman quickly undid the chain lock and swung open the door. She stepped back, allowing the man to enter.

"What are YOU doing here?" she asked.

"I'm sorry I didn't call," Don replied. "I didn't think I'd be here until tomorrow. I was able to get out of a meeting and get a flight. I hope it's not too inconvenient."

Melinda closed the door, still a little shaken. She stood next to her father, pulling down on her jersey self-consciously before taking his coat and hanging it in the closet.

"Sit down." She moved back to the couch and let him settle into the only large chair in the room. She hit the mute button on the TV remote and pulled her legs tightly underneath her, once again tugging on the jersey.

"So, how have you been?" her father asked.

"Fine." She wasn't sure how else to answer when you haven't seen your father in years and he shows up at your door.

"Michael told me you had a job," he said, referring to Melinda's brother. "A school librarian?"

"Yeah. I like my job. I've met a lot of nice people...made some friends." If he only knew, she thought.

"I knew you'd be alright. You were always very independent."

"Well, I guess I had to be, didn't I?" The implication was obvious. Don looked at her and didn't need to decipher the look on her face.

"Melinda, one of the reasons I wanted to see you was...to say I'm...I'm sorry. When your mother was sick..."

"She was dying," Melinda interrupted.

Her father continued as if he hadn't heard her. "When Beth was sick I needed to be around you more. I wasn't. I'm sorry. I was busy, and..."

Melinda chuckled. "You've always been busy. Too busy for me, apparently. My mother was dying before my eyes and you didn't care."

"That's not true," the man shot back. "The doctor didn't know how bad the cancer was and I couldn't quit work...no knowing anything."

"It was very obvious what was happening," Melinda said firmly. "You didn't want to listen to the doctor, even if you HAD talked to him. It would have taken you away from your precious job."

Neither of them spoke for a few agonizing seconds.

Melinda wanted to make her point, but for some reason she didn't want her father to leave. Despite the tension between them she felt a little relieved saying some of the things she'd felt for so long.

"I can't change what happened, Melinda. I can't bring back your mother. But I want you to know I care about you and Michael and I don't want us to hate each other."

She couldn't argue with that. Besides, she would never hate her father; simply blame him for everything concerning the agonizing death of her mom.

"Do you miss her AT ALL?" Melinda tilted her head to one side as she asked the question.

Her father looked incredulous. "Of course I do. I loved her. I've been lonely ever since we lost her."

Melinda stared across the dimly lit room as if she was hypnotized. He was lonely? She refused to let herself believe him. But for the remainder of the evening she remembered his words and repeated them back to herself, because it gave her hope that she wasn't alone.

They talked for two hours—no so much as father and daughter but rather as two acquaintances who weren't quite best friends. Melinda's father was forty five and she didn't view him now as an "old man." In fact, she had seen him so little in her adult life that he was practically a stranger.

He was tall and thin and just as good looking as she remembered him from her childhood. He had never mistreated her. All she'd ever wanted was for him to acknowledge her existence.

Don accepted his daughter's invitation to stay at her condo for the duration of his visit. When they were done chatting he brought in his bags from the rental car. She took him to the second bedroom just down the hall from her own and showed him where the bathroom was. They agreed on meeting in the morning for breakfast. There were no goodnight kisses. But at least they were together in the same house again...for a change.

Melinda retreated to her bedroom and closed the door. She flopped down on the bed and stared at the roof, rehashing many of the things that had been said during the evening. She truly did not hate the man, she kept saying to herself. Is that what he thinks? That she hates him after all these years? She closed her eyes.

She woke up suddenly, unsure of what caused it. She glanced at the clock. Just past midnight.

Melinda was thinking of her father, as if she'd never fallen asleep. But she was almost emotionless in her feelings now. She imagined the large bedroom she used to have at home, her parents just down the hall protecting her and Michael. But her father was alone now. It was just him and her. Alone.

A bedroom door opened. Bare feet quietly walked down the hall. A second bedroom door was nudged open and the visitor listened closely. The visitor entered the room and left the door slightly ajar. The carpet accepted each step without a sound. At the side of the bed, a shirt was lifted off and dropped to the floor. The visitor could now make out the form in the bed.

She lifted the sheet and climbed into the bed, her father's bare back facing her. Melinda felt a shiver go through her body as her breasts touched his skin. Then her stomach brushed against him. She pulled the sheet up.

Just as her arm fell over his body, Don awoke. He realized something was behind him and he began to turn over.

"No," Melinda whispered. "It's just me."

The man lay frozen in place. His daughter's arm wrapped around him while her skin pressed against his. He had little doubt she was topless, but was afraid to look or touch. Don felt her legs rub against his, below his boxers.

When he finally moved, it was to hold the hand that she placed on his chest. It was warm and soft. Don put his fingers between those of his daughter.

Melinda kissed his neck. Now he was certain it was her bare skin resting on his back. He had to say something, but what? Did he dare roll onto his back?

The young woman took her hand out of his and ran her fingers over his chest. She traced around his nipples and moved her hand lower. She felt the firmness of her father's stomach. Then Melinda touched the top of his boxers.

Don sensed her hesitation. He wasn't wishing her to either stop or continue and he decided not to influence her one way or the other. Melinda's hand moved down and her father felt strangely contented.

It only took a second for Melinda to find the tip of Don's cock under the thin material of his boxers. She stretched out her fingers and felt for the rest of the shaft. Melinda placed the palm of her hand over it.

She was pleased to feel it twitch and begin to grow. The woman rubbed it gently, pressing it against her father's skin. She rubbed it in a circular motion before running her palm up and down the shaft.

Don was getting over the shock of waking up to his daughter in bed with him, and his body was responding. Her touch was magical. It was light, yet applied just the right pressure in just the right places. The cock grew involuntarily.

When it was almost fully erect, Melinda found the opening in the front of her father's boxers and slid her hand inside. She wrapped her fingers around the cock and held it firmly. She hoped her father didn't feel her nervousness.

The cock became rock hard within seconds after Melinda gripped it. She stroked it slowly, with long, even movements of her hand. She could feel the blood flowing through it and knew at that point that she would make him cum, one way or another.

Melinda pulled on the cock until her hand, with cock in tow, rose out of the boxers. She looked down on the throbbing dick with admiration. The tip was red and swollen, ready for whatever Melinda had in store for it.

She took a moment to gently caress it. Her nipples hardened at the thought of having the huge cock inside her pussy. Then she couldn't wait any longer.

Melinda let go of the cock and pushed on her father's boxers until they began to slide down his legs. She moved until she could remove them entirely, Don still on his side but gradually rolling towards her. She was glad it was as dark as it was, at least partially hiding her semi-nudity.

Once the boxers were off, Don found himself settling onto his back, looking up at the form of his daughter in the darkness. She let the covers slide off her body. Still reluctant to let her father see her bare breasts, Melinda bent over and forced his legs slightly farther apart. She took his penis in her hand, then kissed it.

Don felt the softness of her lips. They were everywhere on his cock. Then her tongue touched him and he stifled a moan. His legs were stiff from anxiety and he had to force himself to relax.

A moment later his cock was inside his daughter's mouth. His body froze in place. He looked down and watched her hair flow up and down as she worked her lips on his shaft. Melinda's hand gripped the base of the cock, sometimes forcing it up to her face.

Don felt the pressure build in his balls. He was about to give in to the need to cum when Melinda backed away. In the darkness, he saw her removing her panties. Now, just an outline of a beautiful naked young woman rose above him.

Melinda repositioned herself so her legs straddled her father's waist. Slowly she lowered her body to his. When her damp pussy first touched his cock she thought she couldn't go on. However, her desire to please him and have him accept her made her continue.

She took the stiff cock in her hand and placed it at the entrance to her pussy. Certain, now, that he was about to have sex with his daughter, Don put his hands on Melinda's hips. Together, they maneuvered until Don's erect penis was deep inside Melinda's pussy.

He took a second to take pleasure in the tightness of her youthful body. She welcomed the size and stiffness of the cock below her. Then they began to make love.

It was awkward at first until their rhythms matched and the anxiety wore off. Melinda leaned forward a little and Don raised his knees a few inches to cradle her ass. The next couple minutes were sheer ecstasy for both of them.

When Melinda took her father's hands and placed them on her breasts, she knew it would only be a matter of seconds before she came. He squeezed her nipples and cupper her breasts in his palms, sending waves of her pleasure to her pussy she could not ignore.

It was impossible to tell who started to cum first. They each called out in the shadows for the other and then were lost in their individual orgasms. The bed rocked as Don forced his cock up into his daughter. Melinda squeezed her pussy around her father's penis and shifted her hips up and down with each thrust.

Don's hands found her breasts once more and seized onto them. Melinda sighed her approval. She played with her clit as stream after stream of cum filled her pussy and groans filled the bedroom.

Melinda thought she would cum forever. She was pretty sure her father was done before she finally took her hand away from her clit and collapsed onto his chest. Don wrapped his arms around his daughter and they rolled on the bed, kissing tenderly. They ended up on their sides, looking closely into each other's eyes for the first time since Melinda entered the room.

"I love you, Melinda. I always have," Don whispered.

"Oh, Daddy."

Tears flowed freely from Melinda's eyes. Her father hoped the darkness hid his own.

"Merry Christmas," Melinda said softly.

The next morning, Don entered the kitchen to find Melinda in a nightgown cooking breakfast. They talked completely around the subject of the previous night and were both much more comfortable around the other than when Don first arrived. They sat and ate together, agreeing on plans for Don to stay a couple of days.

"A friend of mine is coming over tonight. Can you be here to meet her?" Melinda asked, referring to Erin.

"Of course. I'd love to meet your friends."

"I think you'll like her," Melinda smiled. "She's the most beautiful woman I've ever met. And really nice. She has two kids at my school."

"Are you setting me up?" Don asked between bites.

Melinda laughed. "No. I wouldn't do that. Erin's married to some rich, old guy anyway. But that doesn't mean..."

She hesitated. "Doesn't mean what?" Don asked.

"Oh. Nothing. Please say you'll be here."

"I will," he assured her.

Melinda was anxious for Erin and her father to meet each other. She had the condo spotless when it was time for Erin to arrive. The two women had talked during the day and Erin had promised to wear something "appropriate." Melinda giggled at the time, but now she was seriously interested in seeing what her friend would show up in. Don had changed into jeans and a sweatshirt while Melinda wore her normal jeans and oversized sweater.

Father and daughter were watching TV when the doorbell rang. Melinda jumped off the couch and rushed to the door, pulled it open and warmly welcomed Erin inside. The guest pulled off her coat and Melinda gazed at Erin's 1980s style sweater dress. It clung to every curve of the woman's body, stopping half way down her thigh.

"Erin. It's fabulous. Where did you find it?" Melinda asked while hanging up Erin's coat.

"I had to go online to get this one. They don't sell them much in the stores."

"It's beautiful. Now, come in and sit down," Melinda said, taking her friend's hand.

They walked to the couch. "Dad, I want you to meet my friend Erin. Erin, this is my Dad."

Don was already standing and they shook hands politely. The man's eyes were unable to keep from scanning the blonde. After exchanging greetings, Melinda urged everyone to sit down while she got drinks.

Erin sat in a chair, folding her legs and gracefully giving her short dress a slight tug toward her knees. It seemed apparent to Don that no bra separated Erin's breasts from the fluffy material as their full roundness and prominent nipples could easily be discerned.

Despite the distraction, they managed to talk for the short time it took Melinda to arrive with the snacks. The young librarian was happy to see that her father and Erin seemed to get along and found enough things in common to hold a conversation. It was uncomfortable enough for her to have her girlfriend/lover in the same room as her father/lover without having to entertain them, too.

In fact, as the evening progressed Melinda found herself on the outside of much of the dialogue. This didn't necessarily upset her, but she felt a twinge of jealousy as Erin became more and more relaxed around Don.

During the second round of drinks, Erin rose from her chair to take a short tour around the living area of the condo. She stopped at the various wreaths and nick-knacks that brightened the walls and shelves, commenting on several of them. Don was more intent on watching the shapely woman move than on what she had to say. Erin's ass seemed to float around the room under the tight fitting dress.

Melinda went to the kitchen during the tour and Erin eventually made her way into the same room, leaving Don alone on the couch.

Erin walked up behind Melinda and put her arms around the hostess. "I think your Dad is very nice."

Melinda tilted her head back. "Thank you. I'm glad you think so."

"But you're still mine." Erin kissed Melinda on the side of the neck.

"Hmm. I hope so."

"Have you told him about us?" Erin asked.

"No. Not really."

Erin kissed her again. "Do you want to?"

Melinda felt the familiar tingle between her legs that she always got around Erin and Courtney. "I was more concerned with...well, I wanted you...I wondered if you wanted to be with my father?"

Now it was Erin's turn to feel the tingle. "Are you serious? I mean...I don't mean I wouldn't. I mean would that bother you?"

"Can I watch?" Melinda said innocently.

Erin laughed out loud, then covered her mouth. "Melinda. You are SUCH a brat."

"Well, can I?"

Erin put her hands on the librarian's breasts. "Why don't you join us?"

"I just might."

The women kissed and moved back into the living room without any further discussion. Melinda knew from being at parties with Erin and Courtney that Erin would know what to do next. The only question was: What would her father do?

Erin walked ahead of Melinda and nonchalantly took a seat next to Don. Melinda headed for the chair Erin occupied earlier.

"What was so funny?" Don asked.

The women looked at each other and laughed nervously. "Just woman stuff," Erin answered. She glanced at Don and blinked her long lashes at him a couple times.

"Actually, Erin had a question for you, Dad," Melinda interjected. At this, Erin shot a confused look at her friend. "She'd like to know if she could stay with us tonight."

The inference was immediately clear to Don—she meant the three of them. Erin, of course, not knowing of the previous night's activities wasn't sure how to take it. She still didn't know how much Don knew about the women's relationship.

"I think that would be wonderful," Don said cheerfully. He reached out and put his hand on the exposed portion of Erin's thigh.

Now it didn't matter to Erin what the hell Melinda meant. She was going to have this man and anything else that happened was just icing on the cake. She moved her leg a few inches closer to Don, who slid his hand up the inside of her thigh.




School Days Ch. 06



As the girls headed back from their successful shopping trip, the conversation turned to the police officer who stopped them earlier.

"It was so hot watching him fuck your tits," Tina said, "I never thought something like that would make me horny."

"Me," April said, "you're the one who licked his cum off me."

"That's because I love it. It's the one thing that keeps me from eliminating men from my life completely. There's nothing better than getting your face splattered with hot sticky man juice and then licking it off."

"Nothing?" April asked incredulously.

"Well maybe having a strange cop shove his thick cock up my ass."

"NO WAY!" April screamed.

"Yeah way. He started playing with my ass and I told him if was going to be doing anything back there he had to use his cock. Of course he agreed."

There was a short silence as April's demeanor turned serious. "Did Jeff ever fuck you in the ass?" She asked quietly.

"We're not going to get into this are we? Look, it was a few weeks compared to what, two years? There's no way he ever chooses me over you no matter what we did."

"That's not an answer. I need to know."

"Once."

"Did you swallow for him?"

"April, I really I don't see what this is going to accomplish. You'll either be mad at me and I won't get what you promised tomorrow, or you'll get mad at him and who knows what happens then."

"Tell me."

"Fine. I sucked him silly. Every chance I got his cock was in my mouth. I'd suck him off and then keep sucking 'til he got hard again and then he'd fuck me senseless. When we were together he came in every hole I offered him. I gave him every sexual experience he wanted and he still picked you." Tina turned in her seat staring dejectedly at the countryside flying by.

"You love him don't you?"

"I doesn't matter, the only person he loves or will ever love is you," Tina said sobbing.

They drove along in silence, April's head spinning with ideas.

She pulled the car onto campus and found a parking spot. "I have an idea," April said cryptically, "can we go to your room and talk?"

They gathered their bags and went to Tina's room. Tina rushed to the bathroom and cleaned up the tears that had streamed down her face. She returned and sat on the bed facing April. April took her hands and looked in Tina's eyes.

"I don't think you gave him every sexual experience he wanted," April said knowingly. "You didn't bring another woman into his bed. We could do that together, tonight. We could tell him our secret, and we could share him and he could share us. I know he still has feelings for you. A woman doesn't do those things for you and then you just forget about her."

"I don't know April, what about John?"

"Do you really have feelings for him or do you see him just to be close to Jeff?"

"Am I really that transparent?"

"To another woman who is in love you are. And just in case you're unsure I thought of something even hotter than the strange cop sticking his cock up your ass."

"What?"

"You have to agree try this first."

"Okay, but I think you're wrong. Besides even if he freaks out I win because then I'll get you all to myself."

"Fine, but imagine Jeff fucking me senseless and spewing inside me."

"Hot, but not better than the cop."

"I'm not done Miss Impatient. Now you slide between my legs and suck his spunk out of my hot, wet, sticky pussy until I come.

Tina shuddered at the thought. This may be worthwhile after all. "Okay you win. Now how are we going to do this?"

They spent about half an hour concocting the plan, and then April went to find Jeff.

She found him on the quad playing Frisbee. His shirt was off, sweat glistening on his muscular frame as he chased down the spinning disk. April walked to him and put her arms around his waist, "Come on, I have something to show you."

Jeff flicked the disc to his friends and walked hand in hand with April back to his room. They didn't say a word during the short walk, Jeff's eyes glued to the bouncing breasts only partially restrained in the clingy camisole. Once again they succeeded in slipping April into his room undetected and she immediately pushed him back onto the bed.

Jeff lay there watching as April peeled the tight top over her head, her breasts bouncing free of their confinement. His gaze never left her as she stripped the jeans and panties off and dropped them in a pile on the floor. Standing before him completely naked, she spoke in a soft hushed tone.

"I missed you today. All I could think about while we were shopping was coming back here and making sweet passionate love to you. Will you do that; will you make love to me?"

Jeff nodded his agreement as April climbed onto the bed with him and unbuttoned his shorts. She quickly pulled the shorts off leaving them naked together on the small bed. Her hand encircled his cock as their lips met. She slowly stroked him as they kissed, mouths opening to accept probing tongues, his hand enveloping one of her heavy breasts and squeezing it tenderly.

April threw a leg over him and slowly lowered herself until the tip of his cock was barely touching her warm wet pussy. "I love you," she said as she pushed down onto his penis. The day's events had left her moist and her lips parted easily, accepting him into her as they both moaned softly. Once he was fully inside her, April simply laid on him, her breasts pressing into his ribs, her cheek resting on his chest.

She felt his hands brushing her hair and then caressing down her back. He could only reach the top of her pert bottom and his hands then slid up her ribcage, just the fingertips skimming across her skin. The pressure increased as he reached the swell of her breasts being forced out from between their bodies. They lingered there only briefly before retracing their path down her ribs and up her back. Jeff repeated this soft sensual circuit a few more times before April began to slowly rock her hips, pulling herself up off his cock before sliding back down it.

Jeff met her thrusts, keeping a slow steady rhythm as April rose up to sit directly on his cock. He was at her mercy. She was the one setting the pace, her perfect tits bouncing slowly in time with her motions. He put a hand between her legs, seeking her hard love button but she pushed him away saying, "This is for you. You can take care of me later."

April rose up until his cock was just barely in her and then quickly pushed him in again. Her pussy constricted around the thick pole invading her as she repeated the maneuver. Jeff moaned with delight as he was enveloped in the wet warmth of April's pussy. She could sense him getting close to coming and slowed her pace until she wasn't moving at all. Leaning back she ran a hand across her breast, down her taut stomach and between her legs. Her nails grazed the exposed portion of Jeff's cock before moving up to her clit.

Jeff was watching intently as his girlfriend masturbated with his cock embedded in her. He was surprised to hear her voice. 

"Do you like watching me do this?"

"Mmmhmmm." Was all he could muster for a response.

"What else would like to see me do?"

Jeff couldn't believe she was asking him these things. "Play with your tits," he said hoarsely.

April's hands immediately went to her chest. She pressed them together before massaging them and tweaking her nipples. "This is what you told me do during the pictures," she moaned. "It made me wet when I touched them for you, it's making me wetter now."

Jeff thought he would blow his load as he watched her slither a tongue down her creamy tit and suck her hard pink nipple into her mouth. Her moan resonated through her body as she sucked the other one as well.

"Is that what you wanted," she asked with a sly grin.

"That was incredible," he said as he watched her hands continue massaging her tits.

"What else do you want?" April asked as she pressed her tits together. "I'll do whatever you want, however you want, wherever you want."

Jeff gave her a quizzical look, "What's going on?"

"Nothing, I just want to please my man. For the afternoon anything you want is yours. You can have me any way you want or need. So, right now, the only question is where you want to put the hot load of cum building up in your balls. Do you want to fill my hot wet pussy," she purred, "or maybe shoot it all over my big tits or in my mouth or maybe you just want to cover my face with your hot white spunk?"

She licked her tit one more time. "So what's it gonna be baby?" She asked leaning forward and kissing him deep, her tongue probing his mouth as his cock slipped from her pussy, her hard nipples raking across his chest.

He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down his body. Jeff almost changed his mind when he felt the soft flesh of her breasts slide over his engorged cock, but he pushed her lower. "Suck my cock," he said throatily. "Suck it until I blow a load in that pretty mouth of yours." 

April twirled her tongue around the crown, tasting her juices, as she stroked his swollen shaft. Her mouth engulfed the thick cock, lips sliding easily to the base and back up the veined pole. Jeff's fingers intertwined her hair and he set the pace, pulling her up and pushing her down, his thick cock making her cheek bulge.

She sucked hard, the fat cock filling her mouth as she slid up and down it. It was only a few minutes before she felt it pulse, the viscous liquid filling her mouth before she could swallow. Even a large gulp couldn't keep her mouth from overflowing, but she continued sucking even as small rivulets of white leaked from the corners of her mouth. April stroked him, coaxing a few last spurts into her mouth. She swallowed these and held Jeff's cock between her lips as it softened.

She lay between his legs, tongue swirling around his flaccid tool, inhaling his musky scent. After several minutes, Jeff's cock began to twitch. April moaned deep, relishing the feeling of him growing in her mouth. As he stiffened, her hand stroked his shaft while her lips kissed and sucked the sensitive head. Jeff was fucking her face, his cock sliding deep down her throat, and it was making her incredibly wet. 

April desperately needed something, anything inside her. Her thoughts drifted to Tina and how wonderful it would be if she were behind her now, shoving that thick dildo into her pussy while Jeff fucked her face. Jeff pulled his cock from her mouth, disrupting the fantasy. He got off the bed and, after a quick rummage around one of his drawers, tossed April a bottle of massage oil.

"What's this for?" She asked with a knowing smile.

"Lubrication. Oil up those beautiful tits so I can fuck them."

April flipped the top and drizzled the slick pink liquid over her heaving chest. She couldn't suppress a moan as she touched her breasts and massaged the oil into them, the scent of strawberries filling the air. April's chest glistened in the sunlight as Jeff pulled her to a sitting position. Standing at the edge of the bed he wrapped the slick tits around his pole and began fucking them. April's hands were on his ass, clutching him to her with each thrust. Her hard nipples pressed against his hips, the rocking motion stimulating them beyond belief. 

He drove his rigid pole between her tits, the soft flesh yielding to his hands as he squeezed. April moved her hand between his legs and fondled his heavy sac, massaging his bulging testicles. She looked up at him and, seeing the lust in his eyes as he fucked her tits, urged him on. "Fuck my tits baby. Pound that hot cock into my chest; blow your load all over my big boobs." Her tongue slithered out and licked the head each time it emerged from her cleavage. "Come on and coat my heavy udders with your jism. Come all over them and watch me lick them clean."

The last statement was all Jeff needed to hear. An image of his girlfriend licking his cum from her tits was burned into his mind and was what he needed to reach the point of no return. He pulled his cock from between her breasts and stroked it furiously, long ropes of hot semen splashing against her full, round chest.

He stood before her, cock in hand, as April took a finger and smeared some of his issue on each nipple. Looking into his eyes she lifted a breast to her mouth and licked it to the nipple. The combination of tastes, salty from the semen and sweet from the massage oil, mingled in her mouth. Jeff was still stroking himself as she finished one tit and moved on to the other. As she ran her tongue along her tits she couldn't help notice Jeff was once again rigid. Letting her tit fall from her mouth with a loud pop, she reached out and touched the crown.

"Where do you want to put it now?"

With a wicked smile he replied, "On your knees."

April quickly spun around, got on all fours, and turned to Jeff saying, "In my pussy please, take that stiff cock and stick it deep in my cunt."

Jeff was happy to oblige and thrust hard into April's steaming hole. She was so wet he slid all the way in her, the walls of her pussy clenching around his cock. April came immediately, her body thankful to be filled. She groaned her release as Jeff pounded into her, his hips slapping against her ass. "God that feels so good," April whimpered.

"What feels good?"

"You pounding me with your big cock."

"Yeah, you like my big dick? Seems like you're being quite the slut today, sucking me off then licking my cum off your tits. Now you're cumming all over my dick the second I stick it in you. Sounds like you've turned into a little slut."

"But I'm your slut."

"I like that, 'my slut.' Well keep fucking me slut. Keep fucking me so I blow this load deep in your sloppy wet cunt," Jeff said as he slapped her on the ass.

"Again," April moaned, her pussy spasming as he struck her.

Jeff slapped her again, "you like that slut. Fuckin' tramp likes it when I smack her ass."

April's arms gave way, her face pressed into the pillow as Jeff fucked her and slapped her rear. He stroked into her a few more times before screaming in release, the pillow muffling her cries of pleasure as his hot seed filled her. He pulled out of her sloppy pussy, their mingled juices leaking down her thigh. Jeff shoved his slick cock in her face as his fingers slid over her engorged clit, bringing her to multiple orgasms while she licked his dick clean.

April's tongue roamed up and down his semi-erect penis, licking up the salty liquid. One last suck along his length and she lay back on the bed, Jeff standing over her.

"That was so hot," Jeff said breathlessly. "What did I do to merit such a willing girlfriend?" He asked as he joined her on the bed.

"Nothing special," April replied, "I just want to please my man, make sure he knows what he has."

Jeff took April in his arms and reassured her, "I know what I have and I hope you do too."

"I do," April said kissing him gently before extracting herself from his grip. "I need another shower," she said heading for the bathroom.

Jeff watched her disappear behind the door and rolled onto his back, staring at the plain white ceiling. He couldn't explain the change in April. She had always been sexual but throughout their relationship it was pretty vanilla. This weekend was quickly turning into Baskin Robbins 31 flavors. "Don't think, just enjoy," he told himself, but somewhere in the back of his mind he knew she had changed. The question that nagged at him was whether he liked it. Well, he would see how dinner and the evening went. 

When April emerged from the bathroom, towel wrapped around her and barely covering her pert bottom, Jeff was napping quietly in the bed. "Rest up," she said quietly stroking his cheek, "you're going to need it." 

She quickly got redressed and put a few things into a smaller bag. April set the hastily scribbled note next to the radio and set the alarm. She glided out of the room and made her way back across campus to Tina's room. The brunette opened the door, her eyes red from crying. April closed the door behind her and took the sobbing girl into her arms. 

"What's the matter?" April asked softly.

"The fucker yelled at me in front of everyone when I broke up with him," she replied through the sniffles.

"Well that just shows his maturity. We already established you were just seeing him to be near Jeff, so screw him," April said forcefully.

Tina giggled, "I won't be, that's why he was mad."

"See you're over him already."

The women hugged and April got some tissues from the bathroom for Tina. She wiped away the tears and after an hour or so April had her laughing and happy again. As planned, Tina helped April get ready for her dinner date and the dessert that would follow.



School Days Ch. 06



His fingers were disappearing beneath her dress when she began to swing both legs toward him. He knew at that point that the women were OK with it. She placed her legs across his and felt the man's hand approach the top of her leg.

Just as quickly as the hand moved onto her leg, it moved away to remove her shoes. Then he returned to the soft, silky smooth skin of her bare thigh. Erin spread her legs another few inches as the hand neared her pussy.

The woman reclined so that her head rested on the arm of the couch and her legs extended across his lap. By now the dress barely covered her pussy and Don was doing all he could to move it even higher. Almost immediately his hand felt the material of her thong. He moved his fingers on top of her pussy and felt the warm moisture coming through the fabric.

Silently, Melinda had unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down the zipper. Her own fingers now sought out the same moisture emanating from between her legs.

Don rested his hand on Erin's pussy for a second, then used both hands to push up the bottom of her dress. Erin helped by pulling the dress up to her waist, fully exposing her red thong.

It only took Don a few seconds to have the thong pulled off. Erin's neatly trimmed pussy begged for attention and Don could feel his cock begin to press against his boxers and jeans. He put his fingers back on Erin's thighs and he traced around the opening between her legs.

The sensation was driving Erin wild. She closed her eyes and grabbed the bottom of her dress once again. This time she pulled it higher until rising above her breasts and, finally, over her head. Don and Melinda watched as she let it fall behind her onto the floor.

The naked woman gazed across the couch at Don, then over at Melinda.

"Am I the only one going to get naked?" she asked.

Melinda was the first to stand up, but her father quickly joined her. Erin was then treated to a joint strip tease while she laid on her side, her chin in her palm. She had seen a nude Melinda many times, of course, so she concentrated more on the girl's attractive father and his large semi-erect cock.

It never occurred to Don that Melinda may have wanted to partake in Erin's body, so it didn't surprise him when his daughter motioned toward the couch and said, "Go ahead, Dad."

Erin smiled broadly as she rolled onto her back and prepared to fuck her lover's father. Don approached her, but not as Erin expected. The man moved to the edge of the couch directly next to her head. Erin quickly turned onto her side again and opened her mouth. Don's cock slid inside and Erin grabbed it lustily. She began sucking and licking it, feeling it begin to grow harder.

Melinda moved in order to see better, at the same time stroking her pussy and clit. Her father looked at her and smiled.

Don was instantly erect and wasted no time moving onto the couch between Erin's legs. Within seconds he was plunging his cock into the woman. Erin lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, pulling him closer by the ass.

It was at this point that Don got the biggest surprise of the evening. His daughter, no longer able to retrain herself, fell to her knees at the side of the couch and began to suck on one of Erin's big breasts. He watched as Erin put her hand on the back of Melinda's head and held her down. This was clearly something they had done before and it excited him greatly.

Melinda sucked on the nipple for a short while before moving up so that Erin could return the favor on her own breast. By now he was pounding into Erin's pussy like he had never fucked a woman before. Their show continued as Melinda moved behind Erin's head. Erin proceeded to tilt her head back until taking the girl's pussy between her lips and licking it.

The sight and sound of the women having sex drove Don to the point of an orgasm. He pushed down on Erin's breasts and drove his cock deep into her. With a loud groan and one last push he began to cum.

Melinda watched as her father pumped his semen into her girlfriend. She knew how fulfilling it would be for Erin and thought back to the middle of the night when that same cock had pleased her so much. Erin moaned between licks of Melinda's clit and pussy.

Finally, Erin began to cum, too. Melinda pulled away from her and allowed her to concentrate on her orgasm. Don and Erin came together on the couch, their moans and groans adding to their lust for each other. In the middle of it all, Melinda leaned down and sucked on Erin's breast one last time. This seemed to only extend the woman's already lengthy orgasm.

"Oh, my God," was all Erin could say at the end. "That was marvelous. You are SO good."

Don leaned down and kissed her. If he had stayed there much longer he might have been convinced to do her again. Instead, he sat at the end of the couch and watched his daughter sit back down in her chair. She began to play with her clit.

Erin was thrilled when he rose and moved to the chair, got on his knees and spread his daughter's legs. He buried his head between her legs and began to eat her pussy. Don tasted the sweet juices long before she began to cum.

With her clit between his lips and his tongue stabbing at it repeatedly, Melinda came twice before begging him to stop. Don stopped at his daughter's breasts on his way up to kiss her. The lingered on the chair for several moments before separating, urging Erin to join them in the bedroom.

During the night they traded partners until finally falling asleep in a heap. It was the best present Melinda could have given her father.



School Days Ch. 07



"This is really going to be a fun trip. Don't you think?" Courtney rolled onto her side on the bed and put her head in her hand. She watched Erin rummage through her dresser, pulling out bras and panties and tossing them into a suitcase.

"Yeah. I still can't believe they invited us." Erin held up a pair of black thongs, received her friend's nod of approval and added them to the wardrobe.

"It's too bad Melinda couldn't come. But I understand, with her Dad here and all," Courtney said. "She really seemed to think we'll get along with everyone."

"I trust her judgment," Erin said. "Besides, I've got to believe that when elementary school teachers from Ohio hit Key West in late December something wild has to happen."

"Maybe that's why they invited us--two Mom's--to tag along. To keep things sane," Courtney suggested.

"Yeah, right. Well, this Mom plans on partying."

Erin added one last bra to the pile, although in her mind she envisioned going the entire trip without wearing one. Courtney nearly jumped off the bed before the bra entered the suitcase.

"What's that?" she asked, pointing to the dresser drawer.

Erin looked back down, taken aback by the excited tone in Courtney's voice. All she saw was more underwear and the tip of a shiny metal object.

"You mean this?"

Almost before Erin could get the words out, Courtney was off the bed. They reached into the drawer simultaneously.

The object came out in Courtney's hand.

"Erin Mills," she exclaimed. "How long have you been hiding this from me?"

Courtney held up the shimmering dildo and rotated it in her fingers.

Erin smiled nervously. "Well, you never asked."

"All this time I've been trying to please you and you've been fucking this instead. I bet your stupid husband doesn't know you own this, does he?"

"Of course not. And you know you're better than any toy I can buy," Erin said in an attempt to regain some control of the situation.

"Let's find out." Courtney grabbed Erin by the arm and dragged her towards the bed. Despite Erin's protests, Courtney was able to toss her friend onto the bed next to the suitcase.

Erin landed on her back with Courtney, dildo in hand, coming down on top of her. Courtney quickly forced the other woman's t-shirt up to her neck, exposing the full, round breasts she loved so much. Courtney rolled the dildo over Erin's nipples to the persistent squeals of her victim. The instant growth of the bright pink skin gave away her true feelings, however.

Courtney moved down and yanked off Erin's panties, leaving her all but naked. Erin tried to roll over, but Courtney wouldn't allow it. She had her friend's pussy in sight and wasn't about to let it get away now.

Erin's playful cries were silenced as soon as the dildo contacted her clit. The metal slowly slid up and down over Erin's flesh, causing her to grip the bedspread and moan.

"Is this what you do?" Courtney asked quietly as she continued to rub the clit.

Erin could only nod and mumble a soft "Mmmm".

"And then do you move it down to your pussy?"

Courtney demonstrated what she meant. The tip of the dildo disappeared between Erin's folds of skin and reappeared a little farther down.

Another nod. More sighs.

"And then do you slide it inside your pussy?"

Courtney put the dildo at the entrance to Erin's hole and pushed. Erin spread her legs and raised her ass off the bed a few inches.

Courtney wanted to play. She only inserted the dildo an inch or two, then withdrew it, watching Erin's body rise and fall in anticipation of being used.

"Play with your nipples and maybe I'll fuck you," Courtney said.

Erin instantly put her hand on a breast and began to manipulate the nipple. Courtney smiled and reinserted the dildo. This time she let it go half way in before pulling it back out.

"Damn it, Courtney. Fuck me. Now," Erin cried out.

Courtney was too excited to wait any longer. She rammed the dildo into Erin's pussy until her fingers hit the moist skin. Erin nearly screamed with pleasure as the full length of the object filled her pussy. She thrust her hips forward and prepared for whatever Courtney had in mind.

The dildo easily glided in and out of the pussy, gaining more lubrication with each plunge. Courtney used her free hand to begin playing with Erin's clit. Now the room was filled with the frantic groans of a woman about to cum. Erin mauled her breasts, the nipples aching as she rolled them between her fingers.

Courtney had made Erin cum often enough to know the signs. When the woman's legs stretched over the end of the bed and her body rose to meet the constant piston action of the dildo, Courtney knew it was time. She pressed down hard on Erin's clit and waited for her friend's orgasm to start.

"Oh, Courtney. Yes. Yes."

Erin massaged both breasts and began fucking the dildo as if she hadn't had sex in months. Her body shook each time Courtney shoved the thick toy into her and between her legs Erin felt the familiar spasms of a long, long orgasm.

"C'mon, babe. Cum for me," Courtney urged her.

Erin's body flailed on the bed for over a minute as the orgasm raged on. It wasn't until Erin was nearly limp that Courtney let go of the dildo, still buried deep in Erin's pussy. She watched the woman squeeze her pussy tight around the toy one last time, then pull it out herself.

"Oh my God. Take that with us," Erin said.

Courtney quickly tossed the still-wet toy into the suitcase and leaned up to kiss her friend.

When Erin was able to move again, they reconvened in the kitchen. They went over the list of people taking the trip to Key West while sipping coffee.

Tim Heller was a 35 year old math teacher who was married, but well-known for not limiting his dating habits because of it. Melinda had warned her friends that the man was an octopus around women, but was actually too much fun at parties to ignore.

Cheryl Martinsek was the one person Melinda specifically mentioned by name for Erin and Courtney to keep an eye on. A 29 year old first grade teacher with beautiful short blonde hair and a body to die for, Melinda suspected her of leaning towards women but she had no proof. Cheryl was single and seemed comfortable around anybody. Erin and Courtney agreed she might be fun to get to know better.

Paul McFadden they already knew from their dealings with the kids' school. He was probably the best looking man either woman had ever seen and was clearly the most eligible bachelor at the school, if not the city. At least that's how Erin and Courtney felt and he was one of the main reasons they agreed so quickly to take the trip. He appeared to be around forty and rumor had it he was single only for the purpose of having as many women as he could. Erin and Courtney wanted to get in line.

If there was a surprise among the attendees it would have been Lynne Ferguson. Neither woman expected the thirty five year old, straight-laced, quiet teacher to even consider a trip to Key West. While very attractive and apparently happily married, she never sought out friends for after-school partying or weekend get-togethers. Erin and Courtney surmised they might go the entire trip and never see or hear from Lynne after she got to her room.

That was the group, for better or worse. Erin and Courtney knew one thing, if nothing else: they would have a good time. And the toy would go with them.

They had heard plenty of stories from friends and family about Duval Street in Key West. So it was almost with awe that, after arriving at their hotel in the Florida city, Erin and Courtney took the short walk down to the famous avenue. The group had arranged to meet back up for dinner, but for now everyone was on their own to explore, shop or get into whatever trouble they could.

A large cruise ship could be seen not far away, so the mid-afternoon crowd on the street didn't surprise the two women. Music streamed out of a large, open air bar on the corner. Many people were taking advantage of the seventy five degree weather by sitting at outside tables. The dress was casual, to say the least, and the women were not out of place in their shorts and t-shirts.

They agreed to save their drinking until the nighttime and continued down the street. They passed boutiques, artists' shops and tourist traps of various types. And they declined an invitation to have their pictures taken with a large boa constrictor draped over their shoulders.

"Now, if he had suggested putting the thing between my legs I might have listened to him," Erin said.

Courtney was still laughing when they saw Lynne's familiar face in the crowd. She was stopped in front of a tattoo parlor peering into the front window display.

"Go ahead. Get one," Courtney said as the women approached.

Lynne turned as if caught trying to steal something. "Oh, hi. No. I'm not into this kind of thing."

"You seemed to be awfully interested for not being into it," Erin said.

Lynne smiled. "Some of these are SO strange. Why would anybody want that on their body?"

Courtney pointed to the back of the display. "Look at that dolphin. Isn't that pretty."

All three women looked at the light blue shades of the dolphin in mid-air, ready to re-enter the water. "Yeah. That one's OK," Lynne admitted.

"Then get it," Erin said in her most matter-of-fact tone.

"Oh, no. I'd never...I mean..."

"C'mon. Get it where nobody but you would see it. Who would know?" Courtney said.

Lynne laughed nervously. "That could be just about anywhere."

Erin and Courtney did have to laugh at her answer, but they were getting into the selling job now.

"Hey. Fifty bucks. How can you go wrong?" Courtney asked.

"Yeah. C'mon." Erin grabbed Lynne by the arm and the women began to go inside. Lynne protested the entire way but found herself inside the shop along with her traveling buddies.

Courtney did the talking for the group, explaining to the owner what Lynne "wanted". When they couldn't talk him down from the fifty dollar cost, Erin and Courtney offered to split the cost with Lynne if she just got it done. They were somewhat surprised to see Lynne consider the offer and more than a little shocked when she suddenly said, "Sure."

The owner escorted them back to a small room and asked Lynne where she wanted the dolphin.

"I think here." She pointed to a spot well below the top of her shorts, on the right side of her waist. "Maybe just at the top of my swim suit."

"OK," the man said. "This is a lot easier with your shorts off." It was clear from his tone that he was leaving it totally up to Lynne.

Erin had already convinced herself that, if it was her, she'd gladly take off her shorts for the young artist. There was something about his rough, unkempt look that attracted all three women even though they didn't know it collectively.

"Sure," Lynne answered, kicking off her sandals and pulling down her shorts. She wore a pair of blue panties that were brief, but not quite thongs. Her body was even more striking without the shorts that it was with them on. Her tiny waist, shapely hips and long legs made everyone in the room take a second and third look. Only Courtney was in a position to see most of Lynne's ass and she could hardly take her eyes off of it.

"OK. Sit down and we'll tilt the chair back. Is that OK?" the man asked.

"Yep." Lynne slid into the dentist-like chair and clung to the arms as it reclined. This scene was almost too much for her friends, who looked at each other and exchanged knowing, lustful glances.

"Show me where you want it," the shop's owner directed.

Lynne looked down, pushed the waistband of her panties a little lower and placed her finger just inches from her clit. "Here."

Erin and Courtney both wondered if they, as sexually open as they were, could have done the same thing without being half drunk. Maybe Lynne already was and they didn't know it...or she was braver than they thought.

Even under the bright lights of the artists' work area Lynne's skin showed no imperfections. As the man leaned down and readied his tattoo machine, Erin and Courtney had to marvel at how smooth and silky Lynne's skin was.

A moment later the curved body of a blue dolphin was appearing on top of the faint tan line on Lynne's waist. If the line was any indication, the dolphin would appear to be jumping out of her swimsuit.

The man's hands, by necessity, were sometimes on the edge of Lynne's pussy. He pulled down on her panties with one hand while applying the tattoo with the other. The woman's sleek legs were slightly separated, motionless during the entire procedure.

"Does it hurt, Lynne?" Erin asked.

"Not really. Just a little. Like pin pricks."

The man used a white cloth to wipe away at the tattoo as he progressed. He was working on the animal's tail and just a hint of light brown hair sneaked out from under the woman's panties near where he worked. He was almost done, it appeared to the onlookers.

When the full outline of a graceful dolphin was etched into the customer's skin, the man put down his machine, took the cloth and wiped the entire tattoo one last time. However, before pulling away from Lynne he looked up at the other two women and winked.

Neither Erin nor Courtney knew what he meant until they saw his hand and the cloth slide inside Lynne's panties. The woman's legs twitched at first, then actually opened a few inches wider.

"Ahhh," Lynne sighed approvingly. She made no effort to stop him.

"Does it hurt now?" he asked.

"Not at all."

He tossed the cloth aside and quickly returned his hand to Lynne's clit. Erin and Courtney watched his fingers maneuver under the material of her panties. Once again, Lynne spread her legs a little wider. The man now had easy access to every inch of her pussy.

His fingers slid down and found the moist area between the lips surrounding the entrance to her pussy. A little lower and he was able to put just the tip of one finger inside her. Lynne moaned.

Pushing the panties down with the top of his hand, the man inserted most of one finger inside his customer. He felt the warm wetness and rubbed the inside of her pussy. Lynne lifted her body to meet his hand.

This encouragement led the man to return to her clit and begin a more earnest stroking of the engorged flesh. He found the nub and massaged it with long, smooth strokes.

Lynne realized she was going to allow him make her cum, if that was his desire. So she pulled up her t-shirt and took one of her bare breasts in her hand. She played with the nipple while everyone else in the room looked on. Erin and Courtney desperately wanted to take the smallish breasts in their mouths, but decided not to disrupt the unbelievable scene.

It wasn't long before Lynne announced she was about to cum. The artist continued his steady rubbing, occasionally inserting a finger or two into her pussy. A long, loud groan declared the start of Lynne's orgasm.

She frantically fucked the owner's fingers when they were in her and accepted the stroking of her clit by raising her hips off the chair. Her breasts heaved up and down along with the rest of her body, at least whenever she wasn't clutching at them. Lynne wanted to scream out but knew the little shop wasn't the time or place for that. Instead, she clung to the chair and came harder the more he rubbed her clit.

When she was done, little droplets of sweat lay on her forehead. She used her shirt to cover her face and wipe it off. She used the few seconds of quiet to compose herself again.

She lowered the shirt while the artist pulled up her panties.

"Well," Lynne sighed. "That wasn't what I was expecting it to feel like."

"Some day you'll want another on the other side?" the owner asked.

"You can count on it." Lynne was stepping out of the chair and reaching for her shorts. Everyone watched as she put them on, covering the beautiful dolphin in the process. "I think we owe you."

"Fifty dollars," the man said.

"Plus your tip." At the same time she said it, Lynne's hand landed on his crotch. As she suspected, his cock was still a little hard from his making her cum. She gripped it for a second, then quickly unbuttoned his shorts and pulled down the zipper. The shorts fell to the floor and the outline of his bulging cock was plainly visible inside his tight briefs.

"It's your turn to sit down," Lynne said.

The women watched as the man reclined into the chair. Lynne ran her hand up the length of his cock, then pulled off his underpants. Courtney and Erin stared at the thick shaft as Lynne threw aside his briefs. They both wanted to have it, but understood it was Lynne's right to make the first move.

It didn't take her long to lean over and take the cock in the palm of her hand. It grew steadily harder as she massaged it and soon she was gripping a fully erect penis. She licked the tip.

"Come on, girls. Help me," Lynne said to her two friends.

Courtney quickly positioned herself opposite Lynne. That left little room for Erin and she chose to move up towards the man's head. At the same time that Courtney and Lynne began to jointly lick and suck his cock, Erin pulled up her shirt and hung her ample breasts over the man's face.

He eagerly reached for one of Erin's breasts and guided the nipple inside his mouth. His lips closed around the soft, warm skin and he started to suck on the breast. Erin closed her eyes, concentrating on the incredible feeling of the man's tongue flicking back and forth across her nipple.

Courtney and Lynne both licked his cock, taking turns putting it deep into their mouths. Shiny precum appeared at the tip and the women's tongues lapped at it enthusiastically.

Several minutes went by with Erin eventually taking off her top and Courtney rubbing the tattoo artist's cock against her breasts. When his actions indicated he was about to cum, Courtney and Lynne went back to licking his cock from end to end. Then, with one of Erin's breasts in his mouth, he began to cum.

Lynne was the first to get a blast of the man's cum on her face, but Courtney couldn't avoid the sprays of cum that came out of the throbbing cock. Lynne finally shoved it between her lips and took the rest down her throat while Courtney licked away. Erin nearly screamed with pleasure as the man bit down on her breasts during the long orgasm.

When it was over, the women found clean cloths to wipe off the cum that had splashed onto them. Fifty dollars was handed over to the tired, but satisfied, owner and the women walked out of the shop reliving the experience all the way back to the hotel.

Inside Courtney and Erin's room, the message light flashed on their phone. Courtney listened to the recording.

"It's Paul," she announced to her roommate with a big smile. She listened some more.

"We're meeting in the lobby at seven for dinner."

"Good," Erin said. "I can't wait to see who leaves with who after that."

"Isn't that whom? Anyway, who are YOU leaving with?" Courtney asked, flopping down on the bed.

"Whomever asks first." Erin flashed her friend a fiendish smile.

"I want all the details," Courtney demanded.

"Oh, I imagine you'll be there with me."

The women rested for a while before showering and getting dressed. Erin decided this may be the best opportunity to wear her colorful sun dress with the spaghetti straps. The dress' plunging neckline was sure to reveal liberal amounts of her braless chest. Meanwhile, bikini panties awaited anyone choosing to remove the very removable garment.

Courtney went with the more traditional jeans (tight) and tank top (tight), hoping not to come across as too touristy. Her goal was to come across as available and willing, especially to the gorgeous Paul McFadden.

The small group formed in the lobby, Cheryl being the last to arrive. Paul informed them that he had made reservations at a nearby seafood restaurant and they marched out into the warm evening air, following Paul's lead.




School Days Ch. 07



The buzz in his ear startled Jeff awake. He mashed the button to turn off the annoying sound and read the note telling him April had gone to Tina's to get ready for their date; she wanted the dress to be a surprise. Jeff showered and dressed, pulling on a pair of khaki pants, a white button-down collar shirt and dark blue blazer. 

He snagged April's car keys from his dresser, her car was a little more appropriate for where they were going for dinner, and headed down to the parking lot. He drove around to Tina's dorm, luckily finding a spot right out front. Some of the coeds sitting out on the lawn whistled at him as he went in and told the girl at the desk he was here to see Tina. 

"I'll ring her," the cute blonde said as she punched the numbers into the phone. There was a short exchange after which the blonde said, "you can have a seat in the lobby, she'll be out in a minute."

In Tina's room April was more than a little nervous. The reality of telling her secret to the man she loved and had just managed to get back was beginning to weigh on her. She told herself that it was best this way, secrets could only hurt the relationship but she was also fearful of his rejection. With a sigh of resignation, she emerged from Tina's bathroom.

"Holy shit," was all Tina could muster.

April looked in the full-length mirror attached to the back of the door. Her shoes were the same five-inch stilettos she had worn for the pictures Jeff took. Her smooth tan legs were bare, no hose for tonight. Halfway up her thigh, the legs disappeared into a tight black dress that clung to her like a second skin. Her gaze traveled up her firm ass, tight stomach, and bare back to her heavy breasts that swung unencumbered by a bra tonight. The high collar gave no chance for a peek at her cleavage, though her breasts did threaten to slip out the side of the dress. Her hair was piled high on her head, a few loose strands hanging down to her bare shoulders. The dangling earrings sparkled when she moved her head from side to side.

"Not too bad, huh?" April said turning to Tina.

Tina was rubbing her breasts, her other hand pushed up her skirt playing with her pussy. "You look so fucking hot. Look at me; I'm diddling myself you've got me so turned on."

April smiled at Tina. "Then this should drive you right over the edge," she said lifting the hem of her dress.

Tina gasped and stroked herself faster. April had shaved her pussy completely bare, her lips swollen with desire. Slowly April slid a finger along her smooth slit, "Do you like it?"

Tina could only mumble her approval as she pleasured herself, her pussy dripping with desire. April moved closer, took Tina's hand from her breast and pressed against her newly shorn sex. Tina slid her fingers inside April, both hands now pleasuring a wet cunt. April came in seconds having already been aroused from watching Tina, and Tina quickly joined her, excited by the feel of another woman.

Tina pulled her wet hand from April's muff and, as the big-titted blonde readjusted her dress, licked the juices from it. The sight elicited a shudder from April before she made her way out the door, telling Tina that she couldn't wait for their plan to unfold.

Jeff was sitting in the lobby talking to some of the co-eds when the room suddenly went silent and everyone turned to look behind him. Slowly he turned, his jaw dropping when he saw April. She looked like something out of a men's magazine, the tight dress clinging to her perfect ass, and trying to contain her bulging chest. 

"You ready," she asked casually as the other girls in the lobby began to murmur.

Jeff stood up, quickly buttoning his jacket to hide the growing bulge in his pants. "Sure," he stammered and said a terse goodbye to the other girls.

He slid his arm around April's waist, and they walked to her car under the stares of just about everyone who was outside. Jeff opened the door for her and she slid into the passenger seat, the dress riding up her thighs, almost exposing her bald pussy. Closing the door, Jeff went to the driver's side and slid in to the car. "Hope you don't mind we're using your car, it's just a little more 'country club' than my Jeep."

"The country club, huh. Well I'm going to give those stuffed shirts something to talk about at dinner."

"You think. You look so incredibly sexy in that dress you might get some old codger offering to marry you and give up his fortune."

"And I will tell him that no amount of money could tear me away from my hunky boyfriend."

"That's nice to know," Jeff said, his hand stroking April's leg as he pulled out of the parking spot and drove through the campus. His hand slid back and forth along her thigh and when they were finally out on the main road April pulled it higher before placing her hand on his thigh in the same spot.

She mimicked his every move, her hand resting on his stiff cock as he brushed against her bare pussy. A small groan of realization escaped from his mouth and he turned briefly to see her beaming smile. "I hoped you'd like it," she said stroking him through his khakis as his fingers slipped into her.

"You're going to make a wet spot on my dress," she said pulling his hand from her crotch.

"And you're going to ruin a perfectly good pair of pants," he retorted.

"Well I know how to get around that," she said, unzipping his pants and pulling his thick cock out. Jeff watched in disbelief as her head lowered to his lap and he felt her warm lips encircle his cock. The feeling was heavenly as April slid her lips up and down his stiff tool, his foot unconsciously pressing harder on the accelerator.

Finally realizing he was traveling much too fast he slowed the car and glanced at April's body strewn across the seats. Her dress had ridden up and was now barely covering her ass. Fortuitously there was a small wooded rest area just off the road. He pulled into it and quickly brought the car to a stop. Reaching his free hand over her, he massaged the firm flesh of her rear before pressing further and finding her wet pussy. Sliding a finger in; he finger-fucked her in time with her motions on his cock.

April was on the verge of an orgasm, her mouth stuffed full of cock, while Jeff toyed with her pussy. Just as she was about to climax, his finger left her pussy and slid to her ass. She tingled with fear and excitement as his slippery finger massaged her puckered hole. Wiggling her ass she hoped she had indicated it was okay for him to continue. Tina's talk of anal sex had piqued her curiosity. The finger returned to her pussy and she was disappointed.

It only lasted a moment though as she felt the slippery digit pressing on her ass again. Gently he rubbed around her wrinkled anus, before sliding his finger in up to the first knuckle. April's pussy gushed as he stimulated sensitive nerve endings she had never known existed. Pressing back on his hand as she sucked his cock, April took his finger all the way up her ass. She loved the feeling of penetration and knew that she would have to take his cock up her ass tonight, maybe while Tina licked her pussy or maybe fucked her with the strap-on. 

April began to fantasize about how it would feel to a cock stuffed in pussy and her ass, while she sucked on another. She was too enthralled with her own fantasies to realize how close Jeff was to orgasm and the first blast of cum almost made her gag. She recovered though and sucked up every drop from Jeff's diminishing tool, his finger slipping from her ass as he went soft.

"That was fucking hot," Jeff said as April zipped him up and smoothed out her dress.

She kissed him on the cheek and then whispered in his ear, "Not nearly as hot as later tonight when I let you stick that fat cock of yours up my ass."

He was instantly hard again, the thought of fucking April's ass consuming his consciousness. "We could always skip dinner," he said with a sly grin.

"What's the matter you don't want everyone staring at your slutty girlfriend," she asked taking his arm. "Or is it that all you can think about is bending me over and shoving your dick up my ass. Reaming me, while I beg for more as you plunge faster and deeper into me, until you shoot your hot sticky load up my butt."

Jeff was amazed at the sexual openness April had found and he couldn't think of anything right now except pleasing her. "The second one," he said tersely, "because I love it when other people look at you. Last night at the bar, I was hard as a rock watching you shake your big tits at the crowd. All those girls at the dorm, all they were thinking was, he's going to go fuck the shit out of her and she's going to love every minute of it."

"Well then it's decided," April announced, "We're skipping dinner and I'm going to get the shit fucked out of me." She dangled the key in front of him.

"What's that?"

"I got us a room at the hotel by the lake. We have our own private balcony with a hot tub and a king size bed."

"That's some surprise," Jeff said.

"Oh there's more, but you'll have to wait until later."

Jeff started the car and headed toward his new destination. April had already checked in so they went right up to the room. "I'm going to order room service," April called to Jeff as he wandered around the expansive suite and out onto the private balcony. She hung up the phone after ordering and joined him outside. 

"This is gorgeous April, how did you afford it?"

April grinned, "Let's just say I managed to save a few hundred dollars today and decided to put it to good use."

He pulled her tight to him and kissed her, the faint saltiness from earlier still in her mouth. April melted into his embrace, her hips rubbing against his rapidly swelling cock, breasts pressed tight against his chest. Jeff's hands slid down her back and began to pull the tight dress up over her firm ass. 

Their tongues continued dueling as he grasped her bare buttocks and squeezed them, kneading them. After a few minutes she pulled away from the kiss and turned away from him, his cock nestling in the cleft of her ass. She ground her hips back onto him, his hands going to her breasts rubbing them through the fabric, her nipples stiffening under his touch.

April could see their hazy reflection in the sliding glass door. It was erotic, almost like watching someone else. She could see his hands move over her chest, watch as his head dipped to her neck and kiss her in that spot that drove her wild. 

April leaned back into him more and whispered in his ear, "What are your fantasies?"

Jeff replied, "You are my fantasy."

Always the gentleman April thought as she turned in his arms again and looked into his eyes. "Besides me," she said, "If you could have anything in the world what would it be?"

"Just tell me what you have in mind," Jeff said. He hated it when she played these games.

"Well..., would you ever want someone to join us?" She asked nervously.

Jeff was a little taken aback, "Do you have someone in mind?" He wasn't sure if he liked where this was going.

"Maybe. It's someone you know."

"Who?"

The knock on the door saved her. She had gone too fast, pushed the idea too soon. Quickly adjusting her dress, she opened the door for the room service waiter. April signed the bill, the waiter giving her lecherous looks the whole time. "Thank you," she said coolly and ushered him out the door.

The few minutes had given Jeff time to gather his thoughts. "Guy or girl?" He asked as he strode into the room. April looked into his eyes, not sure which answer would hurt him less.

"Girl," she said softly.

A smile crossed his face, "You like women too."

She nodded slowly, hoping his smile was a good thing.

"Well let's eat and then we can talk about it," Jeff said gathering his food and sitting down at the small table. They ate in silence, neither sure what to say, each wondering what the other was thinking. Finishing the steak, Jeff set his plate on the cart then took April's and put it there as well.

"Why?"

April was prepared for this one. "Why do you like them? The soft curve of a breast, the smooth skin, the full lips take your pick. It's not like I'm some disgruntled, I hate men lesbian. I just like to occasionally feel the touch of another woman."

"Okay, now who?"

Again the knock saved her. "Housekeeping." April got up and went to the door. She opened it to find Tina glancing nervously up and down the hall. With a smile she opened the door wide and Tina strode in. Jeff was in shock as she walked toward him. Tina was dressed in a French maid outfit that looked fantastic. Her pert breasts strained slightly at the satin bodice, the short skirt barely covering her small ass. Long satin gloves encased her arms to just past the elbow, a small white apron tied around her waist. She stood tall on red stiletto heels.

"Good evening, monsieur," she said with a bad French accent, "I am dessert, the French tart."

April slid up behind Tina to see Jeff's reaction. His smile told everything. "Let me get this straight, both of you like girls. And my surprise is that the three of us are going to spend the night together, doing whatever we want to each other. I get to participate not just watch."

"Whatever you want," April assured him. "We will do any and every thing you ask us."

"To you or each other," Tina added, her pulse racing at the thought of what was about to happen, and she turned to April and kissed her full on the mouth.

Jeff thought he was in a dream. He had fantasized about his two ex-girlfriends entwined in each other's arms, and now here they were willing to do his bidding.

"Works for me," he said standing and unzipping his pants. "Why don't we start with the two of you giving me a blowjob?"

The girls were on their knees before him in seconds, fishing his stiff rod from his boxers. Using just the tips of their tongues they licked up and down each side of his cock. Jeff watched in disbelief as the two kissed with his cock between them, their lips covering his shaft. Soon they began alternating sucks, each girl taking the thick rod down to her throat before pulling it out and offering it to the other. The sight was incredibly erotic and it wasn't long before he felt the stirring in his cock. 

"I'm gonna come," he warned. 

April shifted her attentions to Jeff's heavy balls as Tina sucked him hard, remembering the times he had filled her mouth with his hot seed before. As the salty fluid filled her mouth, she shuddered with a small orgasm. Unlike all the other times she didn't swallow it though; she had other plans for this load. Pulling her lips off the tip, she looked up at Jeff and opened her mouth, showing him the pool of semen he gave her. 

With an impish smile she grabbed April and pulled her close. Their lips met and April tasted the saltiness. She looked at Jeff, who was staring wide-eyed waiting for the next move. The two girls kissed more passionately, some of the jism passing between them, some dribbling out of their mouths and dripping from their chins. Jeff sat back in the chair mesmerized by his two most recent girlfriends kissing each other and licking his semen from their faces.

April moaned softly into Tina's mouth as the brunette massaged her heavy tits through the tight black dress. Wrapping her arms around the lithe girl, April pulled her tight, licking and sucking the last of Jeff's cum from her lips. With Tina still massaging her chest, April turned to Jeff sitting in the chair.

"Now what, baby?" She asked, lust permeating her voice, as Tina lowered her head and sucked April's nipple through the fabric.

Jeff was lightly stroking his cock, hoping he would have the stamina to keep up with these two gorgeous women. "I want to see Tina eat your bald pussy," he replied.

April's eyes lit up, she had hoped he would want to see that. She stood and began to pull her dress up when Jeff told her to stop.

"I want you to leave it on. You too, Tina. Nobody takes anything off with out my say-so."

Jeff quickly positioned April on the bed, her dress pulled up to her waist but still covering her weighty chest. She lay on the bed, her legs dangling over the footboard, the heels allowing her to keep her feet on the floor. Tina clambered between her legs, her hands sliding up April's calves and thighs until her fingers grazed the smooth, puffy lips of her aroused pussy.

April thrust her hips at Tina, her pussy wet with desire and needing to be stimulated. Tina kissed the inside of April's thighs, teasing her with licks and nips around her moist sex. When she finally placed her mouth on April's wet gash, the big-titted strawberry blonde let out a long low moan. Waves of pleasure washed over her as Tina's tongue licked and probed, finally alighting on her engorged clitoris.

Jeff stood to the side watching Tina pleasure his girlfriend as his cock began to regain its stiffness. He slowly undressed, April's head thrashing back and forth from Tina's attentions, as part of his mind refused to believe the erotic scene taking place before him. He eventually stood next to the bed, his rapidly stiffening cock sticking out from his groin. 

Tina was very talented with her tongue and April was reaping the rewards. Her world had been reduced to nothing but the pleasure coming from between her legs, so she was surprised when the smooth head of Jeff's cock rubbed across her lips. She willingly opened her mouth to accept the thick shaft as Jeff gently fucked her face. April was more aroused than she had ever been, her body tingling with desire, her small orgasms seeming to pave the way for stronger ones. Jeff was rubbing her tits through the dress now, and when Tina pushed two fingers into her slippery cunt she had the most incredible orgasm of her young life. Jeff's cock slipped from her mouth as April thrashed about on the bed, her body awash in warmth as Tina refused to let go of her sensitive clit. April finally succeed in pushing her head away gasping, "No more."

Tina looked at Jeff for approval and he nodded. She moved from between April's legs and sat on the bed across from Jeff, April lying between them as they each massaged one of her breasts, the thick nipples pressing against her dress.

"Why don't we let her rest for a minute," Jeff said softly, "besides it your turn." He leaned over April and kissed Tina, her hand going the back of his head and pulling him onto her lips. Their tongues dueled, Jeff tasting April on Tina's lips, as his cock finally reached its full measure.

Breaking the kiss he asked Tina, "How about a little sixty-nine?"

Tina's eyes lit up. She loved the way Jeff ate her pussy and she longed to taste more of his thick seed. They maneuvered around April, quickly assuming the position. Tina eagerly sucked Jeff into her mouth his thick cock stretching her lips as she slid up and down it.

Jeff stabbed at the slight piece of fabric that covered her swollen mound before finally just tearing it off her. He was pleasantly surprised to see Tina's pussy was freshly shaved as well, the smooth lips glistening with desire. He kissed her nether lips, savoring the sweet taste of her pussy. Unhurriedly he ran his tongue from her tiny sensitive clit all the way to her ass. Tina squirmed when he rimmed her, her body shuddering in anticipation of stuffing his thick cock up her ass.

They hadn't noticed April's recovery and she was now sitting on the bed watching them pleasure each other. Tina was on top, her lips stretched by Jeff's dick as she slurped up and down it. Despite her recent release, April slowly rubbed her clit bringing tingles of pleasure. She sat on the bed rubbing her wet pussy trying to decide which person she would please next. Finally, deciding it was Jeff they had to convince, she lay on her stomach, licking his heavy balls as Tina continued pleasuring the shaft. 




School Days Ch. 07



After a few more minutes the orgasm ripped through Tina, she pulled her lips off Jeff's hard cock and sat up pressing her slick mound onto Jeff's face and allowing April to suck Jeff deep into her mouth. Tina screamed in release, her juices flooding Jeff's mouth as she ground on him. April let the hard cock slide from her mouth and quickly mounted Jeff as Tina slid off him and onto the bed. She bounced up and down on Jeff's cock, his thick tool stretching her pussy. Tina had draped herself over Jeff and was flicking her tongue across April's clit and Jeff's cock as the busty girl's slick pussy slid up and down.

"Oh fuck," Jeff moaned at feeling the tongue slither around his prick.

He propped himself up on his elbows to take in the truly erotic sight. April's were lidded over, her hands drifting across her chest. She squeezed her massive breasts in a slow circular motion, stiff nipples, still encased in the tight cotton, pinched between her thumb and finger. She was biting her lower lip, in either ecstasy or concentration, as she rode him. Their union was obscured by Tina's wild black mane, but the feelings emanating from that spot were unlike any he had ever felt before.

"I'm gonna come," Jeff announced abruptly.

His declaration seemed to break April's trance. She looked deep in his eyes, the lust burning in both of them, "Do it baby. Come in me. Squirt a big load in my wet pussy, so Tina can lick it up."

The words had barely registered when his cock began to convulse and spew its hot sticky issue into April. She continued riding him, her pussy milking the semen from his rod. Tina's tongue was already slurping along his tool, scooping up the spunk leaking from April's pussy. 

"Oh maid, time to clean up," April said as she slowly pulled herself off Jeff's softening cock, Tina desperately trying to clean the shaft of the salty fluid. When Jeff's cock finally slipped from her hole, April felt Tina's tongue immediately replace it. An orgasm washed over her as Tina sucked her sloppy pussy, drinking in April's tangy juices mingled with Jeff's salty seed.

Jeff had managed to pull himself free of the tangled mass of arms and legs and watched Tina continue her assault on April's pussy. In a few moments April had another orgasm and collapsed onto the bed, her heart racing from the exertion. Jeff hopped off the bed and headed out to the balcony, calling over his shoulder, "You girls get undressed and come join me in the hot tub."



School Days Ch. 07



No mention was made of the tattoo episode because each of the women involved was certain the topic would come up sooner or later. The others in the group seemed to have spent a much less fun-filled afternoon.

The dinner was good with everybody except Tim willing to sample anything offered up to them by the other eaters at the table. Drinks were plentiful but Cheryl gave the impression of being the only one who was feeling it. She was laughing a little more often and louder than normal and Courtney was sure the flirtatious Tim was paying more attention to her than he usually did. Courtney kicked Erin, who acknowledged her friend with a deliberate nod of the head.

As the meal wound down and the check was being divvied up, Paul suggested everyone reconvene at the room he and Tim were sharing. Everyone agreed, with the exception of Lynne, who said she might be there later. Begging from the entire group didn't get her to change her mind by the time they got back to the hotel.

After a fifteen minute bathroom break in their respective rooms, the entire group-minus Lynne-was congregated in Paul and Tim's modest room. Courtney and Erin were allowed to use the only two chairs, while Paul, Tim and Cheryl sat on the edges of the two beds.

Cheryl's short skirt rode up her legs and her long, blonde hair fell onto the shoulders exposed by her sleeveless blouse. Even the loose blouse could not hide a hint of the full breasts underneath. Courtney was quite certain one more button had been undone since dinner.

When Paul offered to open a bottle of wine and Cheryl quickly approved, Courtney speculated that Cheryl wouldn't be leaving the room that night. She'd been wrong about such things at parties before, but this one was beginning to look like a sure bet.

The talk centered on school, of course, with the three teachers exchanging stories and opinions about anything building-related. Courtney and Erin contributed whenever they could, but were content to simply watch the other three interact with each other.

Erin was certain Tim was ready to pounce on the increasingly inebriated Cheryl at any time. Maybe it was her imagination. What she failed to pick up on in the meantime was Cheryl's steady movement ever closer to Erin herself. An hour into the gathering and Cheryl's and Erin's legs were nearly touching.

With all of the issues at work apparently solved by the teachers, their discussions became a little more personal.

"Hey, Cheryl. You hitting the bars after we're done here?" Tim asked playfully.

"I don't think so." She tried to sound as incredulous as possible. "We have all week for that."

"There are some strange people living out here. You better be careful," Paul said with a straight face.

"Careful of what?" Cheryl asked.

Paul sipped his drink. "The two guys at the bar may be more interested in each other than in you."

"And the two girls?"

Paul laughed. "Now THEY may be interested in you."

Cheryl smiled.

"Have you ever seen two women make love?" Erin asked to the surprise of everyone in the room.

"Not in person," Cheryl replied calmly.

"Movies don't do it justice." Erin's matter-of-fact tone caused the room to go silent.

"Have you done it?" Tim finally asked.

"No," Erin lied. "But somebody like Cheryl would make me want to consider it."

Over the laughter, Paul asked Cheryl, "Where did you watch the movie?"

"At a party."

"I think you're lying. I think you partook," Paul said before finishing his glass of wine.

"Nope. Just watched...with interest."

Courtney never took her eyes off Cheryl. She knew Erin was trying to get the young teacher to fall for her trap, but Courtney couldn't determine which way Cheryl was leaning. Her body language had indicated all night she was attracted to Erin. Now, Cheryl's inaction confused her.

"Did the movie turn you on?" Erin's question was directed right at Cheryl. Erin leaned forward in her chair, nearly touching Cheryl's leg. The sun dress fell away from her body, exposing even more of Erin's luscious breasts.

"Well, yeah. Sure," Cheryl said nervously. Her head spun from the wine and the proximity of Erin's beautiful body.

"What did you like best?" The room was suddenly completely still. All eyes were on Cheryl.

"Well, uh, I don't know. The way they...uh, how they touched each other and..."

Erin didn't let her finish. "And used their tongues." She ran her own across her upper lip.

"Yeah," Cheryl said softly, nearly overcome with the urge to hold Erin.

Erin reached out and put her hand on top of Cheryl's bare knee. "I want to find out what it's like. Don't you?" Erin's hand slid up to the bottom of the skirt.

"Yeah." The word was almost whispered. Cheryl looked down and watched the hand disappear under her skirt. She felt the fingers slide to the inside of her thigh, stopping just inches from her pussy.

"Take off your blouse." The words were so matter-of-fact that Cheryl never considered disobeying. As she began to unbutton the shirt, Erin withdrew her hand and leaned back to watch.

The only noise in the entire room was the sound made by Cheryl's hands as she opened her blouse. Courtney watched the men, who watched Cheryl, who looked straight at Erin.

Cheryl quickly had the blouse unbuttoned. She let it hang open for a few seconds, then pulled it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. All eyes were on her perfectly shaped and firm breasts. Cheryl felt self-conscious, but secure in what she was doing.

"Stand up," Erin directed her.

Cheryl slid off the bed and stood just inches in front of Erin, who also rose to her feet. Erin put out her hands and felt the soft skin of Cheryl's breasts. She felt the nipples stand out. Erin leaned forward and lightly licked one them. Then she put the end of the breast in her mouth.

Cheryl wanted to scream out with joy at the sensations she felt as Erin's tongue moved back and forth across her nipple. She just closed her eyes and enjoyed it.

As if acting on their own, Cheryl's hands moved up and found Erin's breasts. She pressed against the material of Erin's dress and clutched at the full breasts underneath. Cheryl felt like she had no control any more, but she didn't care.

Erin's hands were now riding up the back of Cheryl's legs, under the skirt. They stopped at the bottom of the woman's ass, then continued up until resting on top of the small cheeks. Cheryl felt her panties being pulled tighter against her pussy as Erin clutched at her skin.

She couldn't take it any more. Cheryl grabbed the bottom of Erin's dress and pulled it up. Erin backed away for a second to allow the other woman to pull the dress over her head. Now the two of them stood toe to toe in nothing but panties.

Simultaneously, they leaned into each other and embraced in a long, passionate kiss. Cheryl reveled in the new awareness of her breasts pressing hard against Erin's. While not a new feeling for Erin, she never grew tired of it. Knowing that she was stimulating a woman for the first time made her even happier.

They fell onto the bed, forcing Tim and Paul-who had been frozen like statues up to now-to move to the other bed. Erin rolled on top of Cheryl and slowly kissed her way down her body. When she got to the top of Cheryl's panties, she stopped and pulled them off. Cheryl was too aroused to resist.

Erin sat on the side of the bed and removed her own panties. Then she put herself on top of her new lover once more.

Paul and Tim didn't know whether to watch Erin's beautiful ass or Cheryl's bare pussy and breasts. Erin took one option away by burying her head in Cheryl's pussy.

Courtney didn't want this to turn into a two-woman show, so she stood and said, "Come on, guys. I need a hard cock before I go crazy." With that, she began to strip. The men quickly followed and in seconds all five people in the room were naked. Indeed, Courtney was going to have two hard cocks to choose from as both men were nearly fully erect.

Courtney stared shamelessly at Paul's gorgeous body. Despite being almost ten years older than herself he was in incredible condition and his cock was long and thick. Tim would have been a wonderful option had he not been standing close to Paul. She had to have Paul.

She moved over to the bed not being used by Erin and Cheryl, making sure to brush past both men on the way. She sat on the edge while everyone watched Erin continue to eat Cheryl for a minute. Cheryl was clutching the bed covers, rolling her head back and forth in ecstasy. Erin's ass stuck up in the air invitingly as she worked her tongue over and around Cheryl's clit and pussy.

Then Courtney rolled onto her back and the men's attention turned to her. She reached out for Paul and Tim's cocks, pulling the men closer to her face. They eagerly got on their knees on either side of her and placed their cocks over her lips.

Courtney licked each one before placing one, then the other, deep into her warm mouth. She paid considerable attention to Paul's thick shaft while stroking Tim's with her hand.

The first time she let go, Tim moved between her legs and positioned himself so he was ready to enter her. Courtney spread her legs and within seconds she felt Tim's cock inside her. She continued sucking Paul, using her fingers to stroke the bottom of his cock while her tongue attacked the tip.

On the other bed, Cheryl was letting Erin know that she was about to cum. Erin put her lips firmly around Cheryl's clit and licked it furiously. Cheryl lifted her ass off the bed and shouted out in delight. She rocked her hips up and down, trying to fuck Erin's mouth the best she could. Erin hung on as the other woman's orgasm spilled sweet juices over her chin.

Erin held Cheryl by the ass, pulling her pussy closer to her mouth. She thought Cheryl was done cumming a couple times, only to feel her begin all over again.

Courtney, Tim and Paul listened to Cheryl's moans and groans as they continued their threesome. Tim fucked the young woman with long, hard strokes while Courtney sucked Paul's huge cock.

Paul was the first to cum. He allowed Courtney to keep sucking him when the first blast of cum flowed from his cock. But he then pulled out of her mouth, cum splashing on her face as he moved down and stroked his cock above her breasts. Several more streams of cum exploded from the shaft and lay in parallel strips across the woman's tits.

Tim watched until he couldn't hold back any longer. He began to cum, pumping warm fluid deep inside Courtney's pussy. She played with her clit until the two of them were cumming together, shaking the bed and causing the headboard to slam against the wall. Erin and Cheryl were on their sides just watching, and Paul was holding onto his cock, still thick despite the pool of cum he deposited on Courtney chest.

Tim eventually finished and pulled his limp cock out of Courtney's drenched pussy.

"Wow," Cheryl said softly. "That was great."

"Somebody please throw me a towel," Courtney said with a wide smile.

Paul made the trip to the bathroom and threw a towel onto Courtney's naked body from the side of the bed. Everybody watched as she wiped the cum from her breasts, a sight that everyone in the room seemed to enjoy.

As they began to climb off the beds there was a knock at the door. Everyone froze, exchanging puzzled glances.

"Who's that?" Cheryl asked the obvious question.

Paul shrugged and headed for the door. He peeked out through the eye hole and smiled.

"It's Lynne. Should we let her in?"

There was general agreement as Paul unlocked the door and pulled it open, hiding behind it as it swung open. Lynne stood in the hallway for a second, surprised at first not to see anybody in the doorway. Then she caught sight of the three naked women and Tim.

"Don't just stand there." Paul leaned his head around the door.

Lynne looked at him, surmising quickly that he, too, must not have anything on. She entered the room cautiously.

"Am I interrupting something?" she asked.

The door closed behind her and she turned to face the gorgeous, naked teacher. Her eyes shot down to his cock before moving back up to his face.

"Well, actually, yes. But you're welcome to join us," he explained.

The others made no attempt to cover themselves as Lynne slowly walked towards them. She didn't know who to look at, so she managed to get a glimpse of everybody at least once.

"Want a drink?" Tim asked nonchalantly.

"I think I better," Lynne replied. She took a seat on the edge of one of the beds and decided whether or not she felt suddenly uncomfortable in her shorts and tank top. She was somehow reassured when a normal conversation began with five naked people and herself.

Courtney waited for the appropriate break in the discussion. Then said, "So, Lynne. Why don't you show the guys your tattoo."

"You got a tattoo?" Paul asked with interest. "I can't believe it."

Lynne looked surprised. "What do you mean, you can't believe it? Yes, I got a tattoo."

"Where?" Tim chimed in.

"Here." Lynne pointed to a spot on her shorts.

"Let's see," Tim said. It sounded like an order.

Lynne carefully lifted her shirt and pulled down her shorts. The dolphin appeared in all its blue beauty. The men strained to see.

"Take off your shorts so they can see," Erin said from behind Lynne. She winked at Courtney.

"They can see," Lynne said.

"No I can't." Tim and Paul simultaneously made the statement, causing Courtney and Erin to laugh out loud.

Still sitting on the bed, Lynne pulled down her shorts and laid them on the floor next to her. She wore a tiny black thong that barely covered her pussy and none of her ass.

"Stand up," Paul ordered again.

Lynne sighed like a child being told to go to her room, but leisurely got off the bed. The men stared at her beautiful round ass before she turned to face them. Just below the bottom of her top they saw the dolphin, with the thin strap of her thong crossing its tail fin. But their real attention was focused on the neatly shaven area of her pussy and the black piece of cloth scarcely covering it. The clear outline of the lips surrounding her opening could be seen under the material.

"Very nice," Paul said. "Any others we don't know about?"

"Where do you think I'd hide it?" You can see everything," Lynne said in mock disgust.

Paul stood up and walked over to her. "Oh no I can't."

He stopped inches in front of her. "I can't see your breasts."

Paul placed his hands on her hips and began to slide them up her body, underneath her top. Lynne didn't stop him.

She felt his cock press against her skin as he moved his hands to the base of her breasts. She expected him to wrap his fingers around her, but instead she felt her top being pulled up.

Paul looked her straight in the eye as he lifted her top over her breasts, over her head and, finally, over her arms. As Lynne's hair fell back into place, Paul looked down at her delicious breasts.

He put his fingers on them and gently felt all around, ending up at her nipples.

"Nope. Don't see one here." He leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth. Lynne sucked in a deep breath and held it while she felt her nipple being pushed back and forth by the man's tongue. She didn't breathe normally again until he began doing the same thing with her other breast.

As if by instinct, she felt for his cock and took it in her hands. She felt it begin to grow the harder she gripped it. Lynne pressed it against her body.

"There's only one other place to look," Paul said. Lynne let go of him and he knelt down in front of her. He pulled down her thong and lifted it off her feet. With his face directly in front of her pussy, he lightly kissed her. Holding her by the ass, he licked the entire length of her pussy and sucked her clit. At that point, Lynne fell backwards onto the bed, Paul holding her the entire time.

"Move up." Paul helped her scoot up the bed until her head was on a pillow. Seconds later, they were kissing with Lynne's legs wrapped around the man's waist. They rolled on the bed while exploring each other's bodies, all the others in the room migrating to the second bed.

The small group watched Paul and Lynne foreplay for fifteen minutes before Paul rammed his once-again massive cock into his partner. At that point, pairs matched up throughout the room and sounds of sex were everywhere.

Lynne felt Paul begin to cum and clutched at the wonderful man's ass. She never felt as fulfilled as she did after her session with him, although she came several more times that night in multiple combinations of men and women.

Each night for the rest of the week the group congregated in one of the rooms. Toys were introduced, light bondage was commonplace and many a towel was needed.

And Spring Break was just around the corner.



School Days Ch. 08



Erin sat at the computer staring dreamily at the monitor. Page after page of beautiful, thin women flashed by. Each one had near perfect breasts and little waists and impossibly faultless thighs. They were all naked, if not in the process of getting naked. Some held dildos. Some were playing with themselves with manicured fingers.

When Erin got to the end of one set of pictures she went back to her favorite website and clicked the next line: "Tiny tit teen lies on her bed." And then "Tight blonde with her dildo."

Erin's mind wandered again. Was she the only woman who ever went to these sites? Well, OK. She knew Courtney did it. Sometimes they did it together…until they got so horny they had to stop and make each other cum.

Erin wished Courtney was with her now. She ran her fingers through her dark blonde hair and took a deep breath. Her hand stopped at her bare breasts on the way to her pussy. Once there, she placed it on top of her panties and felt for her clit. After a couple of long, slow strokes she moved down. The wetness was already beginning to soak through the material onto her fingers.

Erin leaned back in her chair and slid her hand inside her panties. She looked at the monitor and the big breasted blonde with the silver dildo inserted deep into her pussy. Erin looked at the girl's breasts and wished she could put her mouth around the nipples. She inserted a finger, dreaming it was the dildo. When she pulled it out, it was soaked with her juices. Erin massaged her clit and closed her eyes.

A minute later she was close to cumming. One more peek at the tight blonde and…

The ring of the phone nearly caused Erin to fall off her chair.

"Shit!" she said out loud. "God damn…"

Erin picked up the cordless phone.

"Hello," she grumbled.

"Hi, Sis," Randy said with his usual cheerfulness.

"Oh, hi Randy. How are you?" Erin liked her twenty one year old little brother, but wished he had better timing. Like the day he snuck up on Erin and Courtney having sex by the pool. Ever since that day, their relationship had evolved into a physical, loving one.

"I'm fine. Is Courtney there?"

"No. So there's no use in you coming over," Erin said dryly.

"Darn. Are you naked anyway?" he asked.

"Almost." Erin's hand was back on top of her panties.

"Tell me what you're wearing."

"Just panties," she said. He finger touched her clit.

"Describe them for me."

Erin knew where this was going and made no effort to stop it. "Plain white ones. Very small."

"Anything else?" Randy asked.

"Nope. Naked except for that."

"Are you online?"

Erin smiled. "Yep."

"Are you wet?" The casual manner in which Randy asked the question didn't faze her.

"Yep." Erin continued to press down on her clit through the panties.

"Rub your clit."

"OK." She gave no clue that he was way late with his instructions, but she enjoyed taking orders from him.

There was a brief silence. She finally asked, "What do you have on?"

"Sweats," Randy replied. "Nothing else."

"Good. Rub your cock."

"I am," was his answer. "Squeeze your nipple for me."

Randy knew this excited his sister more than anything. If he wanted to end one of their arguments or show his interest in having her, he'd roll her nipple between his fingers. Inevitably, he'd feel her pussy quiver at the same time.

Erin gladly complied with his demand. Her entire body shook with approval the harder she squeezed.

"Now touch your clit again and tell me what you want me to do," Randy said.

Erin's hand moved on top of her panties. "I want you to run the palm of your hand up and down the length of your cock. Leave it inside your sweats. Rub it through the material. Slowly."

"OK." Randy was quiet and Erin imagined his hand sliding back and forth over his huge cock. Meanwhile, her own fingers stabbed at her throbbing clit.

"God, I'm getting so hard. Put your hand inside your panties, Sis."

Erin eagerly put her hand under the waistband of her tiny panties and felt for her clit.

"Oh, Randy. That feels so good," Erin sighed. "I wish I could see your cock."

"It's rock hard," Randy said. "It's almost to the top of my sweats."

He continued to rub, occasionally lifting it and wrapping his fingers around it using the loose fabric of his sweatpants."

"Touch our pussy," he said.

Erin put her fingers inside the wet hole. "Oh, God. Put your cock there."

She leaned back and spread her legs.

"Fuck yourself with your fingers, Erin."

"I already am."

Randy couldn't wait. He reached inside his sweats and took the long, hard cock in his hand.

"Erin, I'm holding my cock. Stroking it harder. I want to fuck you."

There was another pause with audible panting on both ends of the line.

"Go to the couch and take off your panties," Randy ordered.

"OK." Erin rose from her chair and walked to the couch with phone in hand. She lay down and rearranged the pillow.

"OK. I'm taking off my panties," she told her brother. Erin placed the phone beside her and removed her underwear, bending her legs at the knees and sliding the panties over her feet. She tossed the panties on the floor.

Randy stroked his cock while picturing his naked sister on the couch. He could see her large breasts spread across her chest; her narrow waist and round hips; her smooth thighs and closely shaven pussy with just a patch of hair about her clit.

Erin picked up the phone. "Are you naked, yet?"

"Not yet."

"How am I supposed to suck that beautiful cock of yours if you're not naked?" Erin asked. Her hand was back on her clit.

"OK." Randy pushed down his sweats and kicked them off the bed. His cock sprang up, waiting for more attention.

"Can I suck on your boobs now?" he asked her.

"Oh, yes." Erin's legs spread farther apart in anticipation of his description.

"Good. I want my tongue on one of your big, hard nipples. I want to feel it grow. I want to put it between my lips and suck on it and lick it. Then I'll open my mouth and take in as much of your tit as I can--sucking on it harder."

Erin was squirming on the couch. Her hand frantically rubbed her clit, then moved to a breast trying to imagine his mouth there. She squeezed a nipple until she moaned over the phone.

"That's it," Randy urged. "My mouth and tongue are all over your chest. Can you feel it? Do you want more?"

"Oh, God. Randy. Don't stop. I want your cock."

The young man felt a shiver go through his body when he heard the words. He gripped his cock harder.

"I'm moving up, letting my cock rub over your boobs as I move it closer to your mouth. It hits your chin and now it's on your lips," Randy said softly.

Erin had two fingers inside her pussy. Unconsciously, she separated her lips and licked them.

"I can feel your tongue hit the tip of my cock," Randy continued. "You lick all around it. Then I begin to lower it deeper into your mouth. Your lips caress the sides as I slide it farther. Pretty soon you have it all."

Erin was breathing so fast she felt her chest pounding. Her fingers were soaked up to the knuckles. If she touched her clit again she knew she would cum fast and hard.

Randy's hand slid up and down over his throbbing shaft. He imagined looking down on the face of his blonde sister, the cock stuffed between her lips. Her hand would be wrapped around the base, pumping him furiously.

"Fuck me, Randy. Put it in my pussy," Erin moaned.

"Spread your legs," he said. "Let me see that tight cunt first."

Erin did as he said. One leg nearly fell from the couch as she positioned them wider. Her fingers worked on her clit again, driving her crazy with lust.

"OK. Now fuck me. Hard," she said into the phone.

"I'm going to take this thick cock and place it at the entrance to that soaking wet pussy," Randy began. Precum oozed onto the tip as he masturbated. "I'm going to push just the tip in and make you beg me."

After a few seconds he said louder, "Come on, Erin. Beg me!"

"God, Randy. Fuck me! Please fuck me!" Her fingers were everywhere—on her pussy, her clit, her boobs.

"My cock begins to enter you and I hold your arms in place above your head. Then I push it into you until my body slams yours and I can't go any farther. You cry out and I begin to fuck you faster. My cock is sliding in and out of you, thrusting a little deeper each time," Randy said.

Oh my God. I'm going to cum soon. Don't stop," Erin begged her brother. She tried to imagine him on his bed, naked, with his cock pointing up out of his palm.

"You can feel my cock throbbing inside your pussy. I grab your tit and play with a nipple until it's bright pink. Then I lean down and kiss you, my tongue deep inside your mouth. Now tell me you want me to make you cum," Randy ordered.

"Please, Randy. Please. I need to cum."

"I move my hand to your clit and begin to rub it as we fuck."

Erin did the same.

"I can feel your body. It's ready to cum," he said. "Your clit is huge and I massage it harder. You're shaking."

He was right. Erin was shaking and about to cum. The right words would do it…right now.

"OK, Erin. I'm going to cum while we fuck. Now. Cum for me, Erin."

The girl's ass rose from the couch to press her clit against her hand. She cried out. "Yes. Yes. Yes. I'm cumming, Randy."

She put the phone down and used both hands, one on her clit and one on her nipples. Randy clearly heard her loud groans as the orgasm built strength. He listened for a little while, knowing that if he kept stroking his cock he would explode. Instead, he took in the sounds of his older sister cumming over and over again.

Erin thrust out her hips as if her fingers were the cock Randy so clearly described. She didn't utter words as much as just sounds brought on by her orgasm.

Near the end she picked the phone back up. "Oh, God. Yes."

"Are you ready?" Randy asked.

"Yes. Yes. Cum for me, Randy. I want you to rub that cock and make cum shoot all over you. Come on, put it in my pussy and cum while you fuck me." She heard him grunt. He was close.

"That's it. Cum for me hard. Squeeze it and…"

"Ahh, Erin. Yes. Now."

"Come on baby. Shoot that cum all over us. I want to feel it on my boobs, my face, in my mouth."

The words were almost lost on the young man as the first spurt of cum landed on his chest. Then a second and third. Erin was talking but he could only concentrate on cum flowing through his cock. It was on his hand and lubricated his cock for the final few strokes.

"Jesus, Erin. That was great. You are SO good."

She smiled. "Thanks, Randy. I came so hard I can't believe it. Promise me you'll do that again."

"Whatever you want, Sis."

After they hung up, Erin stayed on the couch for a few minutes to recover. She ran her fingers over her erect nipples. She felt the usual tingle in her pussy even after cumming so hard just moments before.

Eventually, she made her way to bed. Sliding between the sheets naked, she thought of her brother. Before long, she was asleep.

Erin woke up in the middle of the night, her fingers finding their way to the inside of her thighs. They came to rest on her clit. Within seconds, she was feeling the need to cum again.

Erin reached for her phone and dialed Randy's number.

On the third ring he answered sleepily.

"Are you still naked?" Erin asked immediately.

"Ah, yeah." Randy coughed from the sudden need to use his voice.

"Touch your cock."

"OK."

"We're going to have sex," Erin told her brother, "so I need you hard. I want you to think of my lips touching your cock while I kiss it. I'm kissing the tip first, then all the way down to your balls."

Randy now felt the first twinge of an erection as he imagined his sister's lips on his cock.

"Then I lick you all the way back up to the tip again. My tongue swirls around it. Oh, Randy, it tastes so good. I want your whole cock in my mouth."

Her hand was unwavering in its attack on her clit. But she didn't want to cum until her brother did.

"I lean down and put my lips around you and begin to pull your cock into my mouth," she continued. "Yes. Yes. I can feel you getting harder. Fuck my mouth, Randy."

"I am," he said. "I'm pushing my cock deeper, holding you by the back of your head. Suck harder. I want to feel your tongue all over me."

Randy's cock was rigid now, his hand firmly wrapped around it.

"You taste so good," Erin said. "Are you ready to enter my pussy now?"

"Yes. Please. Get on your knees."

Erin smiled. She loved to have him order her. She pictured his huge cock ready to enter her from behind.

"OK," she told him. "Please fuck me hard."

"I'm going to hold you by the waist. Spread your legs, Erin. Farther. I want to see that beautiful, wet pussy."

"How's that?"

"Perfect," Randy said. "I'm putting my cock between your legs. Now tell me what you want."

"I want you to push your cock into me so hard I almost fall over. Then fuck me so I can hear your body slap against my ass."

There was a brief silence while they both masturbated. Erin threw the covers off her body and ran her fingers over her sensitive nipples. The other hand was at her pussy, her fingers substituting for Randy's cock.

He stroked his cock faster, anxious for the orgasm he knew would come soon. His cock was throbbing; the tip a bright pink, oozing a drop of precum.

"OK, Sis. I'm fucking you harder now. Your pussy is so tight. Squeeze me. Tighter. My hands are on your boobs, pulling on your nipples. Can you feel it?"

Erin's own hand did as Randy described. "Oh, yes. It feels so good. Squeeze them harder."

"Where do you want me to cum? I'm close," he said.

"On my ass. Please cum on my ass, Randy."

Their words came harder now and each of them heard the other's heavy breathing. They moaned instead of spoke.

Then Randy said, "Yes. Now. I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum all over your ass, Erin."

"Do it, Randy. Cum on me."

"Ahh, fuck, yes," he cried out. Erin heard the familiar sound of her brother's orgasm. He stroked his cock, holding it close to his body. Each groan was accompanied by a long stream of cum flowing onto his chest. He made no effort to communicate to Erin. He didn't have to.

Erin rubbed her clit. Finally she, too, began to cum. Randy listened to her shrill little moans over the phone, wanting to be there to help her.

"That's it, babe. Cum hard," he told her.

She pushed down on her clit and felt her orgasm get stronger. She moved her hips as though Randy was fucking her with his long cock. She called out his name.

"Yes, Erin. I'm here. Let me hear you cum," he said.

Between playing with her clit and nipples, Erin managed to cum for nearly a minute. At the end she let her body collapse on the bed.

"Oh my God," she sighed. Each time she touched her nipples her entire body shook. "I can't believe you do that to me."

"Can I do it in person soon?" Randy asked.

"Just like you described it?"

"Exactly," he said.

"Deal. Goodnight, Randy."

"Goodnight, Sis."



School Days Ch. 08



Jeff sat in the warm water, his mind trying to come to grips with the events that had occurred this weekend. The love of his life had come back into his arms only to tell him she also enjoyed women. The woman she was currently enjoying was his ex-girlfriend and they were willing to do anything with him or with each other that he wanted. It was like he had become a rock star. While there was no denying he enjoyed the incredible sex, he was having doubts about being able to have a relationship like this. 

He decided to put those doubts aside however when the two girls walked arm in arm out onto the balcony. They were definitely not two of a kind. April was curvy and voluptuous while Tina was lithe and toned, but both made his cock stir despite his recent releases, and by the time they were in the tub with him, one on each arm, his cock was hard as steel.

Jeff draped his arms over their shoulders, his hand resting on their breasts, as he slowly toyed with their stiffening nipples. He felt hands on his shaft as they turned into him and alternated kissing. He first explored April's mouth with his tongue, her full lips sucking on it as it swirled in her mouth. Shifting to Tina, he kissed her lightly before she took the initiative and pressed into his mouth. The two girls then pressed their lips together all the while still stroking Jeff's hard dick. The kissing and rubbing continued until they once again had him on the edge of release. Breaking away he said, "Why don't you two enjoy each other for a little bit and let me calm down."

April and Tina needed no encouragement as the brunette swung her legs over the busty blonde and began rubbing her tits as they kissed. Jeff looked on, amazed at the raw sexuality emanating from the two women. Tina lowered her head to suck April's nipples and Jeff felt a tinge of jealousy at the look of pleasure on April's face. Her arms were spread across the back of the tub, eyes lidded over, and her mouth slightly agape. She looked as if she were in a state of complete bliss.

Unable to remain on the sidelines, he slid behind Tina as she continued pleasuring April. The first thing she felt was his hands grasping her breasts and pulling roughly at them. Next was his cock rubbing along the crack of her ass as he kissed her neck and shoulders. Instinctively Tina raised her hips, striving to capture Jeff's stiff cock between her thighs, and on her third try succeeded in pinning it between her slick sex and April's legs. She rubbed her pussy along the shaft while still sucking on April's tits, her body aglow with sexual pleasure.

April opened her eyes to see her boyfriend behind Tina, his hands roaming across her chest as he kissed the nape of her neck. Though Tina was adept at teasing her nipples and nursing at her breasts, April felt a little jealous that Jeff was so eager to pleasure the brunette, and quietly wished that he was touching her. 

"What did you say?" Tina asked pulling her head from the mountainous tit.

April was surprised she had voiced her thoughts out loud. "I asked if we could switch places."

Tina nodded knowingly, and stood up to allow them to switch and Jeff went with her, his cock now pressed tightly between the firm globes of her ass. As Tina pulled away from him, April quickly took her place, pressing her ass against his thick cock and gasping with pleasure as it pressed into her crevice. Jeff's hands reached around to cup April's heavy chest, the droplets of water beading up and falling into her cleavage.

Instead of sitting, Tina pressed into April, kissing her full lips as one hand went to her breast and the other trailed between her legs. Sandwiched between her two lovers, all April could do was delight in the feeling of pleasure coursing through her. She moaned loudly as Tina splayed her pussy open to the warm water of the hot tub. The next sensation was Jeff lifting her leg allowing him to slide his cock into her moist snatch. He slid easily in and out of her well-lubricated hole, Tina playing with her stiff clit, pushing her closer to release. Just as she was on the verge of coming, Jeff pulled out of her. 

"Put it back in," April pleaded, her pussy aching with need.

"Oh I will," Jeff hissed ominously, "but not in your pussy."

April gasped at the realization. She had made the promise earlier in the car but didn't think he would make her keep it, especially after bringing Tina into the mix.

"What's the matter?" Tina asked, bringing her lips to April's.

After the short kiss April just looked at her with a mixture of fear and excitement. Finally she whispered, "I made a promise that Jeff wants me to make good on."

Tina smiled, her mind quickly settling on the likeliest exploit. "You promised him your ass didn't you?"

April nodded, her pussy leaking into the warm water of the outdoor spa. Tina took her by the hand, "let's go get you ready." Turning to Jeff she told him to give them a few minutes before joining them in the bedroom.

Jeff waited as long as he could before moving to the patio door. He stood there leaning against the door frame, watching Tina prepare April to give up her ass. April was on her knees, her bottom raised high in the air as she rested on her elbows. Tina was behind her, rubbing her swollen pussy and drizzling lubricant over her ass. With practiced fingers she massaged the slick liquid around April's puckered asshole.

"That feels nice," April moaned as Tina's fingers slid along her pussy and ass.

"It's gonna feel even better when your boyfriend comes over here and sticks his thick cock in your ass," Tina replied as she motioned for Jeff to come closer.

Jeff wasted no time and was quickly on the bed behind April. Tina took his cock in her hand and slowly rubbed it along the crack of April's ass. April pressed back, eager to feel Jeff inside her, his thick cock spreading her ass cheeks. Tina pushed the cock lower, coating it with the copious fluid leaking from April's aroused cunt. Slipping her fingers into April's pussy, Tina coated them and gently massaged around April's puckered anus, slipping first one then two fingers into her.

"Relax," Tina cooed, "I'm just trying to loosen you up a little."

Slowly she worked the opening larger and larger before replacing her fingers with the tip of Jeff's thick cock. Her sphincter immediately clamped down, trapping the crown inside her.

"Oh fuck that feels so good," she moaned as her hand moved to her pussy and Jeff slowly pushed deeper. 

"You're ass is so fuckin' tight," Jeff muttered as he pressed deeper, April's ass stretching to accommodate him.

"Oh baby give it to me, it feels so good. I can't believe we never did this before, I feel like I'm on fire. Fuck my ass; stick that big thick cock deep in me."

Jeff pressed harder, sliding deeper into April as Tina looked on in a state of indescribable arousal. They no longer needed her help, and she had pulled a thick vibrator from her bag and plunged it deep in her smooth wet pussy. She moved it in time with Jeff's slow thrusts into April's ass. This went on for several minutes before April noticed her. She couldn't believe how aroused she was with her boyfriend fucking he ass as she watched her girlfriend masturbate.

Though April had her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy in time with Jeff's thrusts, she wanted more. "Tina," she moaned, "did you bring it?"

She nodded her head.

"I want it."

Tina was surprised but nodded and set about rummaging through the bag again. Jeff didn't even notice the exchange, the pleasure of being deep in April's bottom consuming his thoughts. He was surprised to see Tina sliding underneath April and even more surprised at the long pink dildo strapped to her hips. April lowered her hips to accept the surrogate cock, and Jeff felt her ass get even tighter as the dildo filled her pussy. It took only a few seconds for the rhythm to be established and April was thrashing around in a continuous state of release as both her holes were filled and being vigorously fucked.

She was in such a state of bliss that she didn't hear Jeff scream her name as he shot his load inside her, but she felt the warm liquid splashing in her ass and that pushed her to another orgasm. Her body shook and spasmed as tiny shocks rippled through her before collapsing onto Tina. She felt Jeff pull his cock from her ass, his issue seeping out and trickling down to her pussy where Tina was still enveloped.

"That was incredible," April stated pulling herself off Tina and lying back on the bed.

"I told you you'd love it," Tina gushed. "And he's got the perfect cock for it too. Long, but not huge, and nice and thick."

Both women looked over at Jeff who had collapsed in a chair. His cock hung limply between his legs and he appeared to have dozed off. "Not a bad idea," April offered. "I think we could all use a little rest." Tina agreed and they curled up together on the king size bed and drifted off to sleep.



School Days Ch. 09



Jeff awoke, his mind still reeling from the recent events. A quick glance at the bed found April and Tina still asleep in each other's arms, both women looking beautiful. Quietly, he made his way out to the patio and stood there looking at the stars. Jeff was unsure of how this whole relationship would work out and, even though there had been no mention of it, he was sure there would have to be a place in it for Tina. His thoughts wandered to their time together. It had only been a few weeks, but it had been a frantic time as they had sex in just about every place and every way imaginable. 

Her sexual appetite had matched and even occasionally exceeded his. They would pleasure each other three, four sometimes five times a day. Then there was the sex itself, Tina would try anything, role playing, submission, dominance, nothing was taboo for her. It shouldn't surprise him that she also liked girls; it went right along with her nature. Jeff was engrossed in thought and the sound of her voice startled him.

"Whatcha thinking about out here in the dark by yourself?" Tina asked in her seductive voice.

He turned to face her. She was wrapped in one of the hotel's complimentary robes, the thin grey cotton gapping at the top to show her pert breasts. 

"You," he said somberly, "and her," his finger pointing at April's dozing form, "and what all this means and if I can be okay with it."

Tina glided up to Jeff and wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tight as her head came to rest on his chest. "We have some time before we need to worry about that; can't we just enjoy being with each other for a little while longer?" She asked, turning her head and kissing Jeff's chest, her lips slowly moving to his nipple as her tongue flicked across his hard nub. His guttural moan and hands clasping her head to him gave the answer and her hand grasped his cock, quickly stroking him to hardness.

"Get on your knees and suck it like you used to," he implored. "I want to blow a load in your mouth you little cum slut. Fill you up with my spunk and then you suck me 'til I'm hard again, and I'll fuck you senseless."

Tina was instantly wet. She loved it when Jeff treated her like a slut. She especially loved dressing up like a hooker and having Jeff treat her like a rented piece of ass. Squatting in front of him, she sucked on his thick cock, coating it with her spit and stroking it while she sucked on the head. Her free hand was between her thighs rubbing her swollen sex as Jeff pressed his cock into her mouth.

Tina loved the feel of hard flesh sliding along her lips. She remembered back to all the times she sucked Jeff off during their time together. Just thinking about it made her wetter, memories of frantic blowjobs in stairwells, cars, even one night on a park bench.

"Come on Tina," he urged, "take it all."

She relaxed her mouth and he filled it with his cock, his hand on the back of her head, pressing it to his groin. With measured strokes he fucked her face, lips sliding along his veined shaft. Her tongue would occasionally brush across the tip sending shudders down his spine. Rhythmically he rocked his hips, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth, her cheek bulging as he filled her.

"That's it, suck on my cock and drink my sperm. I'm gonna fill your belly with my thick gooey spunk. You want that, my slippery seed sliding down your throat?"

Tina could only moan her agreement, her mouth filled with cock, the tip tickling the back of her throat. Her exertion had opened the robe exposing her breasts to the cool night air, nipples stiffening from arousal. The fingers massaging her wet pussy worked in time with the cock being thrust between her lips. Her hand was drenched with her juices and she rubbed them into his heavy sac.

Jeff leaned back against the railing, his cock ready to explode. The slick feeling around his balls, coupled with Tina's talented tongue and deep sucks, brought him to completion. With a grunt of release he shot his load into her mouth. Tina greedily sucked down the warm juice, the salty taste pushing her to release as well. Her pussy contracted around the fingers shoved inside her, whimpers of pleasure muffled by the cock still filling her mouth. Slowly, Jeff's erection subsided, the limp dick falling from Tina's mouth to rest against his thigh.

"Go sit on the lounge chair," Tina directed.

Jeff began to respond but Tina shushed him and he went and sat on the chair. Dropping the robe Tina walked naked toward him, the moonlight dancing across her supple body as she crawled between his legs. His cock twitched the second the tip of her tongue touched it. She licked its length, kissing the head and balls before fully engulfing it. Tina purred as she licked the lingering taste of Jeff's cum from his cock. It took only a few moments before it had grown to its full measure.

Tina slowed her ministrations, softly kissing the purple crown as she nuzzled the smooth taut skin against her cheek. Rubbing her pursed lips across the tip, Tina slowly stroked the shaft, coaxing a few drops of pre-cum to the surface. Her tongue flicked out and captured the slick liquid before swirling around the head. 

"God that feels so good," Jeff intoned.

Tina looked up at him from between his legs, "Not as good as good this is going to feel," she said as she stood up.

Facing away from him as he sat on the lounger, Tina rubbed the cleft of her ass along his slick shaft. Grasping Jeff's tool, Tina lowered herself onto it, groaning as the head passed her labia, filling her hot wet pussy. She loved the way it stretched her and her mind once again conjured up images of their previous liaisons. Quickies in the car, long luxurious foreplay followed by slow tender lovemaking, and heated animalistic fucking. 

Leaning back onto his chest, she gave him access to her breasts. His hands encircled her firm mounds, kneading them with his unyielding grip. Tina writhed in pleasure, her hips bucking to meet his thrusts.

Jeff was spellbound by the pleasure emanating from his groin. Tina's tight pussy was gripping his slick cock, the velvety walls surrounding him in wet warmth. She leaned forward, breaking free from his grip on her breasts, and began bouncing up and down on his thick shaft.

Tina's fingers danced across her hard clit, waves of bliss coursing through her with each thrust of Jeff's big dick. Through half-open eyes she saw April standing in the door way watching them, one hand massaging her heavy chest, the other running along her pussy. Catching her attention, Tina motioned for April to come closer. Deliberately she walked toward them, her prodigious chest bouncing enticingly with each step. She bent down and kissed Tina before continuing to Jeff. Throwing a leg over the chaise lounge, she pressed her wet sex to his lips.

Jeff eagerly licked April's moist box as Tina spun around on Jeff's cock to allow her access to April's ass. As Jeff licked and sucked at April's clitoris, Tina's tongue was exploring the full, firm globes of April's bottom occasionally rimming around her puckered asshole. April's pussy gushed as she ground it on Jeff's face, her juices coating him. 

"That's it," she moaned, "eat my pussy while that black-haired slut fucks you. Stick your tongue in my cunt and make me come all over your face. "

Jeff grabbed April and pulled her to him, his hands spreading wide her ass cheeks, allowing Tina better access to April's rear. 

"Oh fuck yeah, baby," April screamed in bliss.

Tina thrust her hips up and down driving Jeff's cock deep inside her, her pace not slowing, even after his muffled cries of release. She felt the hot cum splash against the wet walls of her pussy as she pressed her tongue in April's behind, tasting the remnants of Jeff's earlier conquest. Her pussy contracted around him, trying to milk the last bit of cum from him.

The combination of penetrations pushed April to her orgasm, her body shaking with release before slumping onto Jeff and sliding down to sit between him and Tina. Their lips met in a slippery kiss, Tina sliding off Jeff's tool to join them in their post-coital kiss. Lips alighted on each other quickly and passionately as the three took turns kissing each other. 

As the kissing slowed, Tina stood and pulled April off Jeff. "Come on back to bed April. Jeff is trying to decide if the three of us being together is a good thing or not, so let him stay out here by himself and think about it."

April bent down and kissed her boyfriend tenderly on his lips. "I promise you it will be wonderful thing," she whispered in his ear before taking Tina's hand and disappearing into the suite.

Jeff watched them walk away, and somewhere in his mind realized that she was right. No one was suggesting they all move in and marry each other. He loved April and that meant wanting to make her happy. If Tina could provide something he couldn't, and that something made his love happier how could he deny her that? Plus there were certainly benefits for him.

A smile formed on his lips as he slid into bed between his two girlfriends. That they were both his girlfriend would take a little time to get used to but, as their warm bodies pressed against him, he figured it wouldn't take too long.



School Days Ch. 10



The pleasurable ache between his legs reminded Jeff of his whirlwind evening. A montage of erotic images ran through his mind and he found himself wondering where the two beautiful women he had shared his night with had gone to. He dragged himself from the large bed and plodded to the bathroom, still no sign of the girls. They must have gone out for food or something. He shrugged off the wondering and stepped into the shower. The warm torrent of water washed away the evidence of last night's pleasure and revitalized him. 

As he toweled off, the door opened and Tina and April walked in, shopping bags in hand.

"I told you we didn't kill him," Tina said giggling as she walked up and kissed Jeff full on the mouth, the movement of the towel giving away his arousal.

"Nice," April said as she moved next to him and pulled the towel away. "I wanted some sausage for breakfast," she quipped before bending over to take the semi-erect cock in her mouth.

Tina and Jeff continued making out while April licked and sucked his growing dick. His hand drifted to the back of April's head, gently guiding her efforts. Soon Tina pulled away from his kisses, sank to her knees next to April, and began licking the base of his shaft. The delicious sensation of two tongues on his throbbing tool quickly drove Jeff to the brink of release.

"Not yet," April chided as she let him fall from her mouth, "I want to feel you inside me, I want you to blow your load deep in my wet pussy."

She got up and walked toward the bed, clothes falling from her body with each step and the last coming off as she lay back on the bed, propped up on her elbows. Jeff immediately began walking toward her, leaving Tina kneeling on the floor.

"What about me?" She asked plaintively.

Jeff reached down and helped Tina to her feet. "Come with me, April can eat you while I fuck her."

Tina smiled broadly as she headed for the bed.

"Don't you look like the cat that ate the canary," April quipped at seeing Tina's smirk. "Get up here so I can taste that sweet pussy," she demanded.

Tina climbed on the bed, quickly straddling the busty blonde, when she heard Jeff's voice.

"Turn around; I want to be able to see your face while she eats you."

Tina complied, turning to face April's feet. She watched as Jeff slid a pillow under April's rear and proceeded to mount her. It was an incredibly erotic experience having a tongue lapping at her most sensitive parts while she watched Jeff slowly saw his thick cock in and out of April. He had April's legs over his shoulders as he leisurely fucked her, each thrust causing her breasts to ripple.

On the bottom, April was enjoying Jeff's rhythmic motions as well as the sweet and tangy taste and aroma of Tina's wet pussy. April's hands were wrapped around the lithe brunette's thighs, pulling her leaking slit tight to her lips. Every lick seemed to cause Tina to writhe in pleasure, a low rumbling moan escaping from her lips.

Jeff leaned forward slightly and pressed his lips to Tina's, her mouth opening to eagerly accept his probing tongue. They kissed until Tina began to grunt in release, her attention drawn away from her boyfriend by the orgasm rippling through her.

Jeff waited for a moment, still buried deep inside April's tight pussy, and watched his two girlfriends. He had quickly come to think of them that way, and watching the pleasure on Tina's face solidified his decision that they could somehow make this relationship work.

Through lidded eyes, Tina saw Jeff resume his thrusts his pace quickening. Watching his cock slide in and out of April, her juices causing it glisten, had a hypnotic effect on Tina. Without thinking she leaned forward, placing her mouth on the junction of her two lovers. Both gasped as the unexpected sensation registered in their brains. Tina sucked and licked alternating her attention between Jeff's shaft and April's swollen clit.

It didn't take long for either of them to cry out in release, Tina enjoying the salty taste as Jeff's issue leaked from April's pussy. She lapped at the milky fluid before taking Jeff's slimy cock in her mouth when he pulled it from April. Tina continued sucking on it as it softened in her mouth and then began to harden again.

Jeff pulled her from his groin asking, "You got it hard, where do you want it?"

Tina quickly hopped off April and got on her hands and knees on the bed next to her. Wiggling her pert little ass at Jeff, she said, "Stick it in my tight pussy and fuck me hard."

Stepping behind her, Jeff grabbed Tina's slim hips and buried his cock in her pussy. She screamed at the sudden fullness but was soon urging Jeff on.

"Fuck me harder, I need to have you deep inside me," she grunted.

April watched for a few moments before sliding over and putting her swollen, well-fucked pussy inches from Tina's face. With out saying a word she grabbed the brunette's hair and pulled her mouth to her groin. Tina eagerly planted her mouth on April's sex and sucked.

"That's it baby," the busty blonde moaned, "suck on my sloppy box, and eat my slippery cunt while our boyfriend fucks you." 

April grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide, giving Tina full access to her pussy. She shuddered with another orgasm as Tina's tongue danced around her clit. Not wanting the feeling to end, April wrapped her legs around Tina, holding her tight against her gushing sex until her orgasm subsided and she lay limp on the sheets.

Jeff's recent release gave him incredible stamina and he continued to pound Tina's pussy mercilessly. He felt her hand grasp his shaft, her finger tips dancing along his balls. Tina looked back over her shoulder at him, eyes aflame with lust.

"Come on baby, fuck me harder. I want to feel you deep inside me."

Her words had the desired effect and Jeff increased the speed and ferocity of his thrusts. Each plunge inside her drove him closer to release. When he felt her pussy begin to contract around his probing cock, Jeff knew he could no longer hold back. Giving in to the feeling emanating from his loins, he gave one last push and shot his load deep inside Tina.

Feeling his warm juice splash inside her pussy was enough to make Tina join Jeff in orgasmic bliss. She shuddered through her orgasm, finally sliding off the softening cock and lying on the bed next to April. The three of them lay in each other's arms gently stroking and kissing one another until the knock on the door interrupted them.

April got up and shrugged on a robe before answering the door. "Who is it?"

"Housekeeping," came the reply through the door.

April opened the door and had a brief, hushed exchange with the maid before closing the door and walking back to the bed.

"She said checkout time is in fifteen minutes. I didn't realize it was so late," she told her lovers.

"Time flies when you're having fun," Jeff quipped as he hopped out of bed and quickly gathered his clothes. As he dressed he noticed April's mood had changed.

"What's wrong?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her.

"You guys get to hang out together all week and I have to go back to school."

Tina joined their embrace and said, "Don't worry April, I'll stay away from him until you get back, that way we'll all be hungry for another weekend of sex and lust."

"Thanks," April said, a smile returning to her face.

They gathered up their things and headed out to the parking lot. Hugs and kisses were exchanged and they decided it would be easier if Jeff went back with Tina since April was already part of the way back to her school.

Jeff and Tina waved to April as she pulled out on to the road. When she disappeared around the first corner Tina tossed her keys to Jeff.

"You drive," she said, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

Jeff caught the keys and climbed into Tina's pickup truck. As he fired up the engine, Tina slid across the bench and snuggled next him, her arms wrapped around his arm as she tucked her legs beneath her. They'd driven a couple of miles before Tina began to rub Jeff's thigh as she whispered in his ear, "I hope you know that I have no intention of staying away from you this week."

Squeezing his growing cock through his jeans she added, "...or even the next couple of minutes."

Tina shifted so she was lying on her stomach, her head in Jeff's lap. She nuzzled against his growing shaft, rubbing it with her cheeks, lips and even her nose. He fought to keep both hands on the steering wheel as he glanced over at Tina. The tan mini-skirt she wore had ridden up, exposing her pert bottom.

Soon the combination of Tina teasing his cock and the sight of her bare ass was more than Jeff could endure and he reached down to massage Tina's tight rear. She moaned and thrust her butt up to meet his caresses, Jeff's hand squeezing each cheek in turn. Occasionally he would even rub down between her legs, stopping just before reaching her aroused pussy.

With one hand she smoothly undid his pants and fished out his pulsing rod. Tina licked it slowly, intent on making this blowjob last until they got back to school. She could hear Jeff above her pleading for her to take his cock in her mouth, yet she continued her slow deliberate licking.

His pleas going unheard, Jeff decided turn about was fair play and reached down to rub Tina's wet pussy. She moaned at his light, tender touch. "Put a finger in me," she requested plaintively.

"Suck me," Jeff countered.

Tina was torn between her needs for pleasure and her desire to tease. She remained steadfast, refusing to take him into her mouth. Jeff also continued his teasing, their arousal growing with each passing second. Tina was the first to give in, wrapping her lips around the swollen crown. Jeff quickly reciprocated, wriggling a finger in her leaky gash as Tina pressed her lips down his cock.

As Tina bobbed up and down on Jeff, he pushed a second finger inside her, Tina's cries of delight muffled by her mouthful of cock. The moment Jeff's fingers found her g-spot, Tina was squirming in release on the seat. He continued to diddle her even as Tina let his cock slip from her mouth.

A steady stream of moans and gasps came from Tina as she clamped her legs around Jeff's hand. After a few minutes she was spent and pushed his hand away. Tina hesitantly stabbed at his cock with her tongue, finally taking him back in her mouth and sucking him deeply. Jeff's hand was on her head now, guiding her up and down his cock. Faster and faster she moved, spit dripping from her lips and coating his swollen shaft.

As his cock filled her mouth, Tina felt the pressure on her head, holding her tight to him. She swirled her tongue around the crown and sucked as hard as she could. It had the desired effect. With a scream that could wake the dead, Jeff came. His cock pulsed in her mouth, flooding it with his thick sticky cum. She swallowed frantically, not want to lose a single drop of the delicious issue. Each gulp seemed bigger than the last until finally it was over.

Tina licked Jeff clean and zipped him back up before sliding back against the passenger side door. "That was so fuckin' hot," she muttered.

Jeff looked over at Tina. She was dripping with perspiration, her white tank top completely soaked through. Her pert breasts topped with thick hard nipples showed through her top. The tan mini–skirt was still bunched around her waist giving him a delicious view of her swollen pussy. 

"You're so fuckin' hot," he said rubbing his hand up her calf and down her thigh.

The second his hand touched her sex, Tina slid down the seat and pushed his fingers inside her. With one leg on the seatback behind his head and the other on the dash, Tina had spread herself wide open. Jeff had his fingers buried in Tina, his thumb teasing her clitoris as he finger-fucked her, three fingers stretching her wet hole. She grunted and moaned, squeezing her tits while Jeff masturbated her to release.

"Pull over," Tina screamed.

"Why?" Jeff asked coyly.

"'Cause I need you to fuck me," Tina hissed through clenched teeth as another orgasm rippled through her.

Jeff turned off onto a side road, bringing the truck to a stop in a cloud of dust. Tina quickly pulled Jeff's pants down to his ankles and had him slide over to the passenger side. She was astride him in seconds, burying his cock in her pussy. Tina leaned back against the dash which gave her leverage for thrusting against Jeff. He reached out and latched onto her breasts, massaging them roughly through her sweat-soaked shirt. 

Tina moaned at his brusque touch before entreating him, "Suck my tits."

Leaning forward Jeff took one of her firm globes of flesh in his mouth, sucking on it through her wet shirt. He alternated between her breasts as she ground on him, her pussy squeezing his shaft. Growing frustrated with Tina's top, Jeff tore it in two exposing her firm tits to his unfettered attentions. Tina found herself aroused by his rough handling of her and begged him to fuck and suck her harder. He did just that, pounding her mercilessly against the dash as he kneaded and bit at her tits.

After a few minutes of this attention, Tina was spent. She had lost track of how many times Jeff made her cum and was beginning to wonder if he would tear her in two before he finished. Of course she knew a way to get him off in seconds if she wanted to.

At an opportune moment she slipped his cock from her and spun around. Tina still straddled Jeff but now she was facing the windshield.

"What are you doing?" Jeff asked, his voice filled with anticipation.

"Finishing you off before you rip me in two," she replied, grasping his cock and rubbing it against her bottom. "Do me in the ass, Jeff," she purred as she pressed against his cock. "I know you love my nice tight rear, so stick it in me and come in my ass."

She was right, he did love her ass. It was firm and shapely and she was more than willing to have it fucked. Taking his cock in his hand, Jeff pressed the head against her puckered hole and Tina pressed back against it. Slowly it opened to accept him and once the crown was in, he pulled her roughly down, driving the rest home.

Tina screamed in delight, and a little pain, as he filled her. Rocking her hips, she quickly had Jeff on spewing his seed deep in her bowels. He sunk his teeth into her shoulder as he filled her with what little cum he had left after the long weekend of unbridled passion. They didn't move for several minutes, each relishing in the feeling of complete sexual fulfillment.

With a gentle push, Jeff finally moved Tina from his lap. He pulled up his pants and buckled them while apologizing to Tina for tearing her shirt. She assured him it was fine and pulled a ratty old t-shirt from the glove box.

"This'll work until I get back to the dorm," she said pulling the oil stained shirt over her head.

Once they were both back in some semblance of order, Jeff pulled back onto the road and they drove back to college holding hands and not saying a word.



School Days, Rule Days



*Note to readers: This story has two endings. The first stops with the PG-13 version. Readers who want to find out what happens in the bedroom can find the adult version right after the new couple make their way toward it.

*****

"Shay? We both know your father isn't coming back. Missing him is one thing but letting it affect your life is another."

"I understand all that, Mom. It's not so much that I miss him—although I do. It's just that I'll never understand how someone can do that to his family."

"I'm not excusing what he did, honey. I can only tell you that sometimes men who turn 40 start to feel like their life is slipping away. They believe their youth is gone and they may never be happy. So when a younger, very attractive woman starts giving him the attention he wants, well..."

"She's barely older than me and that's the part I don't get. How could anyone be attracted to someone that much older than them? Doesn't that seem...unusual?"

Erin Kimball smiled and told her daughter, "Honey, I'm not gonna lie. Your father hurt me terribly. I didn't even see it coming to be honest. I knew something was wrong. He was restless and well, without going into detail, no matter what I did, he just wasn't interested in me...like that...anymore."

"Mom! Eeeew! I do not want to hear about that, okay?"

Erin most definitely wasn't going to share those kinds of details with her daughter, but it had been over eight months she'd been with a man and before that, it had been two months. Her husband had no interest in her because he was getting everything he needed from her soon-to-be replacement.

Shay, of course, was never going to tell her mother that she'd lost her virginity to Jeremy that summer or that after a few clumsy attempts, she learned that making love was a most pleasant undertaking. 

Shay Kimball was 18 and tomorrow was the first day of her senior year at the same school where her mom had been a guidance counselor for the last 15 years since graduating from college. Shay had a very good chance of being the class valedictorian and now that her father had traded in her 37-year old mom for another woman—no, a girl—who was barely 21, she would need to earn an academic scholarship if she wanted to go to college herself. Being 18, her father had no legal requirement to support her anymore, and since he moved out just after the holidays some seven months ago, he hadn't sent his daughter a dime. He rarely even called and when he did, she didn't feel much like talking to him and that was killing her because she had always been daddy's little girl.

Shay was one of the three best looking girls in school, but unlike the other two, she wasn't interested in cheerleading and parties. She was a bright, serious girl with a very good head on her shoulders.

"Okay. Message received. You won't have to hear about it, Shay. Besides, we've got to go. I need to be in early to set up for registration. It's gonna be crazy busy. And honey? I'm really glad you decided to hang out with me today."

Shay smiled and said, "Well, since Jeremy and I broke up, it's not like I've got anyone fun or cool to hang out with, you know."

"Careful or I'll put you in Mr. Craig's chemistry class."

"You wouldn't dare!" she said as her eyes narrowed and her lips drew tight.

"Don't push me," her mom said feigning a dire warning.

They walked into the gymnasium and Erin began looking around. "Okay, let's see where they have me sitting this year." She saw the long row of tables set out for registration and began searching from left to right. She first notice a table for the social studies teachers. Next to them were the English teachers, then math, science, and...there it was. Guidance. Right next to chemistry.

"Shay? Look where we're at. Your dream may come true!" she teased.

Shay saw where her mom's place was and rolled her eyes. Mr. Craig was about a thousand years old and about as much fun as having the flu. "Oh...my...God," she said. "Okay, well I'm definitely sitting on the other side of you. Just in case." She shivered at the thought of old man Craig trying to engage her in conversation. He was not only older than dirt, he was...creepy.

Erin sat her things down and Shay pulled out her iPod and put in her earbuds then turned on her iPad and busied herself with looking at stuff 18-year girls look at. Several minutes later she heard her mom talking to someone in a tone of voice that told her she should look up.

"Oh, okay, so you're Mr. Garvin. I knew we'd hired a new chemistry teacher. I'm Erin Kimball. It's very nice to meet you."

"My pleasure, Erin. Please call me Adam."

"With pleasure," Erin said with an exaggerated amount of enthusiasm.

Shay looked over next to her mom and her jaw dropped. "Oh...my...God!" she said again. "That man is gorgeous!" She elbowed her mom, waited for her to lean close then said quietly, "Who's the male model?"

"Oh, that's our new chemistry teacher, Mr. Garvin."

"I don't see a wedding ring," Shay said as she gently rubber-necked to look his way.

"Uh, Shay? I believe he's a little too old for you. However, I will say for the record, I have no problem with dating a younger man so I'm not going to say anything more," her mother said as she turned back to take another look at the hot new teacher. "Or at least I think I'd enjoy it if one ever asked me out," she said qualifying her statement.

"Mom? Geez! What's the matter with you?" Shay said shaking head.

"Me? I'm not the one checking out a guy ten years older than her."

Shay just grunted a loud, "Ugh!" at her mom's comment and went back to her iPad but not before sneaking one more look his way.

A series of kids came and went at both tables. Most of those who saw her mom wanted to change classes before school started. Two of Shay's friends begged her mom to let them move to Mr. Garvin's class from Mr. Craig's. "Sorry, girls. No can do. There's no compelling reason to move you."

One of them said, "Have you seen Mr. Garvin? Have you seen Mr. Craig? If that's not compelling then nothing is."

"I feel your pain," Erin told her as she handed her back her schedule unchanged.

"Speaking of schedules, Mom. Where's mine?" Shay asked.

"Oh, suddenly you're interested in your class schedule? What a coincidence. Weren't you the one who told me several times you didn't care who your teachers were as long as you got the classes you wanted?"

Her mom started looking through a stack of schedules and said, "I was gonna give it to you before we left. I guess there's a compelling reason why you want it now."

"Mom!" she said again as she snatched the paper from her mother's hand. She took a quick look at the classes: AP Calculus, AP history, AP chemistry. When she got to chemistry she closed one eye then looked next to it for the teacher's name. If it said 'Craig'... She saw G-a-r-v-i- and n. Yes! 

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're the best mom ever!" she squealed as she hugged her mother.

"I put you in there before I knew the new teacher was Dr. Dreamy." That's what they called the handsome doctor on a popular TV show that had been on for years.

"He is dreamy," Shay agreed.

After an hour or so, Shay noticed another student behind the tables where no student should be. He walked over to Mr. Garvin and said, "So how's business, Adam?"

"Not too bad, Cam. And it's Mr. Garvin at school, okay?"

Erin and Shay were both looking at the new kid and this time it was Erin who whispered, "Oh, my God! Who is that? He's as dreamy as Dr.—Mr. Dreamy."

"Mom...you're a regular perv. What's gotten into you lately?" Shay teased.

Erin wanted to badly to say, "Nothing's gotten into me lately and that's the problem." Instead, she just enjoyed the view.

Erin said, "Adam? Who's this young man?"

"Oh, sorry. Erin, this is my younger brother, Cameron. We mostly call him Cam. Cam, this is one of our guidance counselors, Ms. Kimball, and to her left is her daughter, Shay, who's also a senior this year."

"Nice to meet you Ms. Kimball. He peeked around her head and looked at Shay and said, "Hi, Shay."

Shay was dying to know who these handsome brothers were, where they were from, as well as how and why they'd ended up here. She didn't have to wait long for the answer.

"Cam and I have mostly been on our own since our parents were killed by a drunk driver five years ago. I'm not only his brother but his legal guardian. We have a middle brother who just graduated from West Point and who's learning to fly helicopters. So it's really just the two of us. Mutt and Jeff, Calvin and Hobbes."

Cam spoke and said, "What he means by guardian is he's the warden." Cameron smiled so everyone knew it was meant as a joke. "Naw, he's actually a pretty decent guy. You know, for a chemistry geek. He won't tell you this, but he earned a masters in chemistry in less time than it takes most people to get a BS. But did he use it to make any decent money? Oh, no. He went into teaching. No offense, Ms. Kimball, but teaching isn't exactly a moneymaker."

"Guilty as charged," Adam said. "I do love chemistry, but I don't much love corporations and the way they rape people and the environment. I want to do something to help people, not just make money."

Shay craned her neck around her mom and said, "Well, I think that's very admirable, Mr. Garvin. I love chemistry, too, and hope to do something with it to make a difference and it won't be by working for some corporation, either."

Erin sighed and said, "I can tell you this. If I had any other options, I wouldn't be teaching. Okay, a guidance counselor but still, same difference. I'd take a corporate job right now if it paid six figures."

"Here, here, Ms. K! If I can get an athletic scholarship and make money playing football someday, I won't think twice about taking that big, fat signing bonus," Cameron said.

Erin offered him a high five which he accepted while Adam just shook his head and looked past Erin. He caught Shay's eye and said, "Speaking of chemistry, I see you're in my third period class, Shay. I've also heard you're a very good student."

Before Shay could answer for herself her mother chimed in saying, "That's an understatement. Shay has a 4.0 average and her sites set on a pre-med major next year. We're all very proud of her."

"We? You and your husband?" Adam asked innocently as she was still wearing her wedding ring.

Erin's smile faded as she said, "Um...her father and I are separated but yes, he is very proud of her, too."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stir up any kind of..."

"No, it's okay. We're getting by just fine. Life goes on, as they say," Erin said bravely.

"How about you, Adam? Wife, fiancé, girlfriend?" Erin asked not so innocently.

"No, no, and no," he replied. "I was pretty serious with someone last year, but that's definitely over. We just moved here from Pullman so we don't really know anyone yet."

Erin smiled and said, "Ah, a Washington State Cougar. Not many of those here in Husky territory. Well, you know us, so you know at least two people now, right? So...welcome to Washington and to Auburn High School! Hey, maybe we could all get together sometime for dinner or whatever."

Adam looked at his little brother who shrugged before saying, "Okay, sure. Let's do that."

Cameron waited for his older brother to finish speaking before saying, "So Adam...I mean, Mister Garvin. Who's this Mr. Craig? I've got him for chemistry."

Cameron saw Shay put her hand over her mouth and stifle a laugh. "Was that funny?" Cameron said with a puzzled look on his face.

Just then Mr. Craig turned around as though he'd just been woken from slumber and snorted, "Who called my name?" His glasses were askew on his large nose and his thin, gray hair looked like Albert Einstein's only there was a lot less of it.

Cameron looked back and Shay and rolled his eyes. Erin stifled a laugh and Adam just smiled. Everyone now knew who Mr. Craig was.

The laughter stopped when the sound of a male voice shouting angrily caught everyone's attention. "I want my fucking diploma!" the voice said.

Shay leaned closer to her mom and said, "Isn't that Terry Adler?"

Erin strained to see then told Shay, "Yes it is. Looks like Mr. Young's got his hands full."

James Young was a very large, very imposing man physically but as kind and gentle as they came. He was a former Marine who'd recently earned his doctorate in education and had been the school's principal for the last two years. He also happened to African-American which was something virtually no one even noticed

"Terry, we gave you every opportunity to earn your diploma last year. Your teachers and I bent over backward giving you one chance after another to turn work in late, to make it up, or even do alternatives to traditional assignments. You chose not to do any of those things. My hands are tied."

Adler was extremely agitated. He was wild-eyed and frothing at the mouth when he shouted back his reply, "Well you and the rest of your fucked up teachers can kiss my white ass! I can't even get a job without my diploma and you're the asshole who's keeping me from getting it."

Dr. Young didn't raise his voice but spoke firmly. "No son, I'm not the one preventing you from getting that. You did that all by yourself. Actions have consequences and..."

"Fuck you, you fucking N****r!" he screamed. "There's gonna be hell to pay around here for this shit." He turned and pointed wildly at the teacher tables and said, "All of you N*****r-loving assholes are gonna pay for this."

By this time, the campus security officer was standing next to Dr. Young. He was also African-American and he bristled when Terry Adler drop the N-word. Dr. Young held out his hand asking for restraint as former student stormed out of the gymnasium.

Dr. Young turned and calmly told everyone, "It's okay folks. Sorry for the ruckus. Everything's fine." His smile and calm demeanor were very reassuring after such a disturbing event.

"Who talks like that these days?" Shay said.

"Evidently, Terry Adler," her mom replied. She knew Shay was as shaken and upset by the incident as she was, but they both knew if Dr. Young could take that kind of abuse personally they could deal with seeing it from the sidelines.

A week or later, Erin stopped by the teacher's lounge to check her in box and grabbed a stack of papers. When she turned around, Adam was standing behind her waiting for her to move.

"Adam! Oh, my gosh. You startled me," she said as she spun around and came face to face with him.

"Sorry, Erin. I don't usually have that effect on women. I guess I'm gonna have to work on that."

Erin stepped aside and took a deep breath. No one else was in the room so she said, "Listen, I know we said we might all get together sometime. Would you and Cameron like to have dinner with us this weekend by any chance?"

Adam grabbed his paperwork and said, "I'll have to talk to Cam, but that sounds great to me. I'll let you know what he says today, okay?"

"Great," Erin replied. "So how was your first week here? Any problems?"

"All of my classes are really good. My AP class in fantastic and Shay is head and shoulders above everyone else in there, by the way."

"I'm so glad to hear that. She really does love math and science, but chemistry is by far her favorite. My only understanding of chemistry is the kind that exists between men and women." She paused then said, "Based on the way my marriage ended, I may not even understand that too well."

Adam laughed and said, "Well, I can tell you this. You're a very attractive woman, Erin. Whenever you're ready to jump back into the dating pool, you won't have to spend a lot of time there if your goal is finding another husband."

Erin smiled and told him, "Well, thank you, kind sir. Coming from a man as handsome as you are, that's very encouraging. So if Cameron agrees, can we tentatively say Saturday at 7pm at my house?"

"Sure. That sounds nice. Can I bring anything? A bottle of wine maybe?"

"I'll be making blackened salmon so if you'd like to bring a bottle of your favorite white, that would be great."

"Cam has football practice right after school, but I'll check him with tonight. Any chance I could get your number, Erin?"

She smiled devilishly and said, "Just hand me your phone."

That Saturday evening, Shay came downstairs wearing a very nice dress and heels. "Wow! Look at you!" Erin said to her daughter. "We must be having someone over for dinner you find very...interesting."

"Mom!" Shay said loudly. "It's not like that. Cameron and I don't really even know each other. I'd dress nicely for anyone coming over the first time."

"Okay, if that's what you say, honey," he mom said as though she was pretending to believer her daughter.

"Well, I'm not the only one who got all dressed up. When's the last time you wore that?" Shay said pushing back. Erin was wearing a very classy twin set and skirt along with a pair of her own heels.

"Well, I am single now...almost. And it can't hurt to make a good impression, right?"

Shay moved close to her mom and said, "I think someone is crushing on the hot, younger, new chemistry teacher."

Shay hadn't seen her mother blush in...forever...but she was indeed flushed around the neck. "I know you and Dad aren't divorced yet, but if, well, you know...you guys like each other—I'm okay with you going out. Just sayin', okay, Mom?"

Erin stopped what she was doing and said, "You know, you are so mature for your age, honey. Thank you for saying that. It means a lot to me."

"Mom?" Shay asked. "Have you ever dated a younger guy before? You know, before you and Dad, I mean."

Erin tilted her head, thought for a moment then said, "Hmmm. Well...I went to my senior prom with a junior named Toby Andrews. I haven't thought about that in years. But other than that, no, I don't believe I ever have. Why?"

"I dunno. I was just thinking about Dad and his new...bimbo girlfriend. He's 42 and she's like 21 or something, right?"

Erin sighed and said, "Yeah, that's about right, sweetheart. But as they say, the heart wants what the heart wants, right? We can't really help who we fall in love with, you know. I mean, in a case like that, we can and should try and fight it with our head, but the heart usually wins out. I'm not justifying what your father did to us, Shay. I'm just saying I can understand."

"So...if Mr. Garvin did ask you out...would you go out with him?"

"Well, let's wait and see if that happens first. He's probably got a ton of attractive women his age pursuing him already."

"Yeah, I could see that, for sure," Shay told her mom.

"And what about Cameron? Would you say yes if he were to ask you out?"

"Yeah, maybe. Well, I guess I would. Okay, probably," she replied.

"You guess? Honey, I've been a guidance counselor for going on 15 years. In all that time I've seen maybe—maybe three boys as handsome as Cameron. I know we adults aren't supposed to notice, but when they're that cute? Come on. Even teachers are human beings after all."

"Really?" Shay said with feigned surprise. "Teachers are human? Is that what you're trying to tell me, Mom?"

"I know it's hard to believe, honey, but yes, some of us are. And then there are those like Mr. Garvin who are just...yummy."

"Mom!" Shay said playfully just as the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" Shay said as she nearly ran to the door. She stopped, smoothed her long, dark hair then opened it.

"Mr. Garvin, Cameron. Hi! Come in, please," she said with the biggest smile ever.

Erin was right behind her daughter and greeted both of her visitors along with Shay. She and Adam hugged briefly and politely as he showed her the bottle of wine he'd brought with him. She took and said, "It's still very cold. This is perfect. Thank you, Adam. Come on in. Dinner's almost ready."




School Days, Rule Days



As they got ready to eat, Erin asked Adam, "Do you mind if Cameron and Shay have a small glass of wine with dinner?"

Adam looked at his brother and said, "It's okay with me. I certainly won't tell anyone."

Everyone laughed before Cameron said, "Sure, I'll take some. Thank you, Ms. Kimball."

She poured a small amount into his glass and said, "At home you can call me Erin, okay?"

Adam extended the same courtesy to Shay, as well.

She went to pour some in Adam's glass and he said, "Oh, no thank you. I'm really not much of a drinker, Erin."

"Oh, okay. I had no idea." She turned to Shay, held the bottle up slightly and said, "Honey? Would you like a little bit?"

"Um, no thanks, Mom. I think I'll pass, too."

She poured herself a glass and said to Cameron, "Well, it looks you and I are the only ones drinking tonight, Cameron. Cheers?"

After dinner, the four of them were sitting in the living room with the guys on the large sofa and the girls on the smaller love seat.

Erin was sipping a second glass of wine when she said, "So Adam. You said you were also interested in music. Anything in particular?"

"I love classical music. I even play the violin a little bit."

"You're kidding?" Shay said. "I love classical music!"

Erin shook her head and said, "I know it's an important part of our culture, but I'll never understand the appeal. I guess I need some cultural refining but it pretty much all sounds the same to me."

"Here, here!" said Cameron. "I gotta leave the house when Adam fires up Beethoven or whatever. Give me classic rock over classical any day!"

"I am so with you, Cameron!" Erin told him. "Give me The Rolling Stones or Jimmy Hendrix or Lynyrd Skynard or Van Halen any day."

Cameron offered her a high five which she gladly accepted.

"Well, that was a bust," Shay said. "What else matters to you, Adam?"

"Helping the poor. I volunteer at a homeless shelter at least once a week," he said.

"I do, too!" Shay said with incredulity. "That is so amazing!"

"Cameron, do you go with Adam?" Shay asked.

"Uh, no. That's not really my thing," he said.

"I see. Well, what is your thing if I might ask?" Shay inquired.

"Making money." Shay made a face which prompted Cameron to say, "Look, if I could get a pro football contract I wouldn't think twice about accepting a huge signing bonus. Money isn't the root of all evil and I don't even think the love of money is a bad thing."

This time, Erin extended the high five which Cameron slapped hard.

"I'm with you, Cam," Erin said. "If I had any real alternative to teaching; if I could earn six figures in the corporate world, I'd be there tomorrow."

"Ugh!" Shay snorted. "Money. Life isn't all about money, Mom."

"I'd like to see you try and live a month without it, honey," she said kindly. "It's a necessity for sure and a very nice thing to have a little extra of."

"Well, I'm with Adam on the important issues," she announced. She got up, stood next to him and said, "May I?" pointing to the open space next to him.

"Please," he told her.

"Well, I tend to agree with Cameron so..." Erin got up and did the same thing and ended up sitting next to Cameron.

"There, that's better!" Erin said matter-of-factly. "Now we're sitting by someone with whom we at least have things in common." Everyone laughed indicating no one was actually upset by the different like and dislikes.

After another half hour of more pleasant conversation, Adam suggested they really should probably get going. "Oh, right," Cameron said. "You've got papers to grade already."

"Erin? Can I talk to you privately for a moment?" he asked.

"Of course," she told him as she led him back into the kitchen. "What's going on?" she asked. "Is it something with Shay at school?"

"No, nothing like that," he said. "It's just that Cam and I were talking and he/I/we kinda thought it would nice if he invited Shay to Homecoming and I wanted to give them some privacy. That's all. Of course, now that they know they're on opposite sides of the political fence..."

Erin laughed. "Oh, my goodness! That's wonderful. The Homecoming part, that is. ßI hope she says yes. Shay really needs to spend some time doing things other than studying. And like you, Cameron is a very handsome young man and if I dare say, he has a very good head on his shoulders, too."

Adam smiled and Erin said, "Adam? I was wondering if, well, maybe you might like to, you know, go out sometime, too. I mean, it's up to you of course. I was just thinking it might be..."

"Erin?" he said cutting her off. "I'd love to. In fact, I'm chaperoning Homecoming. Would it be too cheesy to ask you to go with me? Assuming Shay says yes, of course."

"Cheesy or not, I'd love to! You've got yourself a date, Adam!" she said cheerfully.

As they walked back into the living room, Cameron was sitting next to Shay and they were both smiling. 

"So...?" Adam said.

"She said yes," he told his older brother.

"Awesome!" Adam said. "Now, don't get all crazy, okay? You know I'm chaperoning Homecoming, right?" Cameron nodded and Shay, who just learned that fact, nodded, too. "Well, Erin suggested we do something together too, so I just asked her to go with me so...is that okay?" Adam's eyebrows were raised and his voice went up at the end of the sentence.

The two younger people looked at one another and smiled. Shay said, "Well...as long as both of you stay on the old people's side of the room, I guess that'll be fine." Everyone laughed and said goodnight which included hugs for both couples and small kiss on the cheek from Adam to Erin.

The next day, Adam caught Shay as she was leaving the classroom and said, "Shay? I just wanted to say thanks for having my brother and me over this weekend. It was really nice."

"Oh, you're very welcome. We enjoyed it, too," she told him.

"Will you tell your mom how much we appreciated for me?" 

"Sure. Of course."

She started to walk away when he said, "Oh, one more thing. Do you know what color dress your mom will be wearing by any chance? I just want to get the right corsage, you know."

"Not yet but I'll try and find out and let you know. Mine will be midnight blue, by the way," she said with some hesitation. "You know, in case Cameron asks."

"He's pretty clueless on that kind of stuff but I'll make sure he knows. No worries, okay?"

"Okay. So...see you later, Mr. Garvin?"

He didn't say anything for a moment then said, "I just wanted to let you know that was a really beautiful dress you wore Saturday. I meant to tell you that at the house, but...well, I don't know. Anyway, you looked great."

Shay noticed her heart was beating faster and she suddenly felt very shy. She couldn't think of anything else to say so she just blurted out, "Oh, okay," then turned and walked out. Halfway down the hall she shook her head and said to herself, "Oh, okay? Geez, Shay. What is wrong with you? Okay???"

Both of the ladies were thrilled with the corsages even though Adam had picked out both of them. For most of the evening the 'old' people did mange to keep to themselves while the younger kids hung out with their peers on the side of the gym floor. 

"I think Shay really likes Cameron," Erin said to Adam as they watched them slow dancing. 

"Yeah, looks that way, doesn't it," he told her over the music. "You wanna dance, too?"

"I'd love to!" she told him. "This'll give us a chance to check up on them without making it look like we're checking up on them."

Adam let Erin around the floor until the just 'happened' to almost bump into Cam and Shay. "Well, hello there!" Erin said.

"Ugh! Mom, I told you to stay over there where you belong," she said only partially joking.

"Sorry, honey. I can't help it. Adam was leading and next thing I know, here we are," she said innocently. "How's everything going?"

"Great," she said flatly.

Adam and Erin looked at one another and decided to let it go. Adam moved Erin a little further away and said, "Did that sound 'okay' to you?"

"Not so much. I'm not sure she'll tell me anything, but I'm dying to find out what's going on." She was looking over Adam's shoulder to try and see if she could tell anything by their body language. "Adam? Do you think you could get her to talk to you? I mean, if you asked her to dance she might open up and then you could let me know. I just don't think she'll say anything to me and oh, I don't know. Am I being a worry wort here?"

Adam laughed and said, "Not at all. You're being a good mom. I'll ask her to dance but only if you dance with Cam. Otherwise it'll look...you know."

"Inappropriate? Yes, I definitely do know. No problem. I'll be glad to."

When the song ended the DJ said, "We're gonna slow it down ever more folks. Grab your best guy or gal and get ready for some more smooth sounds!"

A popular song came on that Erin had heard but didn't know. It sounded sad and tortured, but it was definitely the kind of song that provided a good excuse to hold that special someone a little closer than normal. She and Adam walked over to the 'kids' and said, "Let's switch it up, okay?" She looked at Shay and pointed to Adam while she extended her hand to Cameron. "Oh, come on. I'm not that old, am I?" she said to him as she pulled him out onto the floor just as Adam escorted Shay along beside them.

"I'm not really much of a dancer, Ms. Kimball," Cameron said as she took his hand.

"That's okay. We can just turn around in a circle like everyone else," she assured him. After a few seconds she said, "You're not that bad at all. Have you been practicing?"

"Yeah, a little. I wouldn't dance with Adam if my life depended on it, but he showed me what to do and I kind of copied him."

"Well, you're doing great, Cameron. So how are things going? You know, with you and Shay?"

Cameron looked down and didn't answer. "Cameron? Is everything okay?"

"I guess," he said. "Well, not really. Maybe. I don't know."

"Wanna talk?" she said.

"It's kind of embarrassing," he told her.

"I'm a good listener and no judgment here, I promise. So what's going on?"

"I uh...I was dancing with Shay, but I guess I was staring at someone else and she mentioned it to me."

"So...were you staring at someone else?" she asked.

"I think you know the answer to that, Erin."

"I beg your pardon?" she said indignantly. "How would I know that?"

"Because you were staring back."

Flustered, Erin told him, "I was doing no such thing! Okay, I may have periodically glanced your way, but that's only because I wanted to make sure Shay was having a good time. That's all."

He pulled her closer and in spite of her asking him what he thought he was doing, she didn't stop him. He said, "You're far more beautiful than Sarah Palin ever will be Erin, but if you lie to me I'll begin to see you as Hillary and she's neither physically nor politically attractive."

The comparison stung. It was like telling a liberal they reminded someone of Dick Cheney. It was the ultimate slam. Even so, she wasn't about to surrender her dignity without a fight.

"You can think whatever you like, Cameron, but I'm telling you the truth." She hated lying but the truth was too painful to admit.

"Okay, then what's your excuse for when we were at your home having dinner? You barely took your eyes off me the entire evening—Hillary."

Erin made a noise indicating her strong disapproval. "Okay, that was totally uncalled for. That was just mean," she said.

"No denial this time. That's a great first step! As they say, the truth shall set you free."

"I'm just concerned about Shay, Cameron. She did come here with you, you know."

"No worries," he told her.

"How can you be so cavalier about her feelings?" Erin asked with real concern.

"Because she's been staring at my brother all night herself. And if you look over there, I think the way they're acting will answer your question."

Erin looked over and noticed Shay and Adam were both smiling and laughing. Could it be that... No, that wasn't possible—was it?

Erin was so deeply confused she was surprised when she realized how much she was enjoying the dance. The song was coming to an end when he said, "I was looking at you because you are so beautiful to me it takes my breath away, Erin." Before he let her go, he moved very close to her and said, "I know you like it when I look at you and I intend to keep looking." He then moved his face even closer and gently kissed Erin on the neck which would have appeared to anyone casually looking as a polite kiss on the cheek. That briefest of kisses sent shock waves through her body. She was so stunned that when he let go of her hand she just stood there and watched him walk away.

When they got home around 2am, Erin said, "Shay, honey? Is there anything we need to talk about?" She'd been in such a good mood since she and Adam danced together she was hoping the 'incident' with Cameron was over, but she needed to make sure.

"No, I don't think so. Why? Did Cameron say something to you?"

"He might have mentioned a misunderstanding of some kind."

"I didn't think he would say anything," Shay replied quietly. She waited for a moment then told her mother, "You know, Adam helped put things in perspective for me and after that, it was fine. Oh, and I did meant to say thanks for suggesting that we, you know, switch partners. It was really helpful, Mom. And...kind of nice."

Erin was still so shaken from the kiss she wasn't sure what else, if anything, she should say. She finally told Shay, "Well, I'm glad to hear that, honey. I was just concerned whatever happened with you and Cameron might have ruined Homecoming for you. And between you and me, I think you should have been Homecoming Queen."

"Hah! Fat chance with Little Miss I'm-So-Perfect, Lindsay Grimes in the mix," she said with sarcasm dripping from her words. 

"You know what, honey? For Lindsay, tonight is the high point of her life. She doesn't have your smarts or your common sense. So let her have her day. You'll have a lifetime of happiness and success, but Lindsay's best days are behind her. Her only real hope of success is to marry a rich doctor or maybe a senator."

Shay laughed and said, "I love you, Mom. You always know just what to say." She started to head upstairs then stopped and said over her shoulder, "You know, I really can't blame Cameron—for staring. I mean, you really are the most beautiful woman I know." 

Shay's comment took her so aback she could only say, "Staring? Oh, yes. Right. Um, well, thank you, sweetheart. That was...very kind of you to say."

As she went to get ready for bed herself her mind was a jumble of feelings and emotions. She was too exhausted to think about it anymore until she had a few good hours of much-needed sleep, but she knew there was something very real about what had happened that wasn't going to go away on its own.

On Monday morning, Cameron was sitting in Mr. Craig's 3rd-period chemistry class just across the hall from his brother's room when he saw an opportunity. The class clown, Josh Hammond said, "Earth to Mr. Craig. Earth to Mr. Craig!"

Their teacher had been staring at the board for nearly three minutes. After the first minute, kids started pointing and snickering. After two, some started mocking. When he heard his name, Mr. Craig spun around and said, "What's with all the goofing off?" 

Everyone burst out laughing and when Josh told him what had happened Craig said, "Nonsense! I was just deciding what to do next. Which is...oh, yes! Convent bonding. Who knows what that means?"

Josh blurted out, "That's when the nuns and priests get it on, right?" Everyone roared again.

Cameron said politely, "I think you mean 'covalent' bonding, Mr. Craig. He turned toward Cameron and said gruffly, "That's what I said, young man." Then under his breath he said, "These kids get dumber every year."

This was the last day to add or drop classes and as the bell started ringing, Cameron realized this gave him the perfect excuse to talk to Erin at school. He bolted out of the door and sprinted up to guidance. When he arrived at Erin's office, he took a deep breath, knocked, and stuck his head in. "Hey, Ms. Kimball. Do you have a minute?"

She looked up and said, "Oh, Cameron. Hi there. Um, sure. I don't normally see students without an appointment, but I can make an exception. Come in and have a seat, please."

He closed the door and sat down in front of her. "So what's going on?" she asked him.

"It's Mr. Craig. I gotta get out of that class," he told her as he put his schedule on her desk.

"Cameron, you have no idea how many other students ask me to do this every year. I just can't. It's not..."

"Yes...you can. And you will because it's for me." He smiled at her and she felt her stomach flip flop. Cameron then shared the most recent episodes with her and she tried not to laugh.

"I really do understand, Cameron. Trust me. I do. But I can't do this for you just because I think you're..." Erin stopped mid-sentence and shuffled some papers around on her desk and said, "Now where did I put that pen?" Both she and Cameron knew she wasn't looking for a pen or anything else for that matter.

"Erin?" he said forcing her to stop moving things around.

"Cameron, calling me by my first name is a privilege reserved for times when we're alone," she said trying to regain control.

"Erin, we are alone. And I didn't come here just because I want to switch classes. That was only an excuse. I do want you to move me, but that's not the main reason I stopped by." He stood up and moved to the side of the desk, just a foot or so away from her. "I do want you to sign my request to change classes, but you and I both know there's something going on between us."

Erin started lifting up papers again and said, "I have no idea what you're talking about, Cameron. There's nothing going on. I don't where this is coming from, but I can assure you it's all in your head. Now where is that pen?"

He sat on the edge of her desk and reached out and took her hand. "It won't do any good to pretend it isn't real, Erin. I see the way you look at me. At your house, at Homecoming, when we danced—and especially after I told you I'd been staring at you. And you can pretend it didn't happen or tell yourself it meant something else, but that won't make it go away."

He was gently running his thumb over the back of her small hand and no matter how hard she tried not to, she wasn't able to stop herself from tightening her hand around his.

"So, you're going to sign this for me and then I'm going to kiss you. After that, I'll leave."

Erin's hands began to tremble and she couldn't bring herself to look at this boy who was making her feel things she hated herself for feeling. "There's Shay and Adam to think about, too," she said quietly.

"Shay and I talked. So did my brother and I. They've discovered a similar connection and they'll be fine. I promise."

Erin knew where the pen she was 'searching' for was all along. She picked it up with her free hand and scribbled her name at the bottom. "It's signed. You can leave now," she said still without looking up.

"No, I can't," he said. 

They were both running their fingers through the others' when she said, "Please don't. Not here. Please? If you really do care for me, then can we please not do this here...in my office at school?"

"I do care for you, Erin. You're all I've thought of since I first saw you. But I never break a promise. I said I was going to kiss you and I'm not leaving until I do."

"Cameron, please. I'm begging you. Don't..."

He leaned across the desk and put his head next to hers. "I know you want to kiss me, too."

She realized her willpower was gone. She was completely helpless and unable to fight it any longer. She slowly turned her head toward his and then her eyes were unable to avoid his. "Oh, my God," she whispered as he leaned in and kissed her softly full on the lips. As he went to pull away she couldn't allow it and pushed back letting him know she needed more. He kissed her for another two or three seconds before she somehow managed to will herself to break away. Afterward, she couldn't look at him. If she did, she wouldn't be able to stop him from doing anything he wanted to her. She looked away and hoped against hope he would leave. 




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"Thank you, Ms. Kimball. I appreciate the way you've taken such an interest in me. I hope to show you how grateful I am very soon." His hand slipped out of hers as he picked up the add/drop slip and left her office.

Erin slept fitfully that night as she found herself unable to stop mentally replaying the events in her office. Even worse, she was unable to keep herself from repeatedly imagining him not leaving after the kiss as her hand made it's way to a place that was warm and so very wet. A place where she imagined his...

The next day, Shay was sitting in Mr. Garvin's AP chemistry class when she heard what sounded like a voice in a tunnel calling her name. "Shay? Shay! Can you answer the question?"

Shay was momentarily lost. She wasn't even sure where she was. She was suddenly aware every eye in the room was staring at her and that's when she realized that was exactly what she'd been doing. Staring. Only she wasn't staring at another student or out into space. She had no idea how long she'd been zoning, but it was almost time for the bell to ring so it must have been at least half an hour.

She finally came to herself and managed to say, "I'm sorry. What was the question?" 

There was some mild laughter before Mr. Garvin said, "What is carboxyl group? That was the question."

"Oh, a carboxyl group. Well, it's a group that has a carbonyl group and a hydroxyl group attached..."

Just then the bell rang saving Shay from any further embarrassment. 

"Shay? Would you mind staying for just a minute again?" Adam asked her as the other kids filed out. Fourth period was his planning time so he knew he'd have a few minutes to find out what was going on with her.

Moments before, Erin had called for Cameron to come back to her office. She still wasn't sure what she was going to say, but she had to say something. Regardless of what had happened; regardless of how she felt, she had to find a way to reassert herself as the adult and she had a plan in mind she hoped would work. Then again, there was a part of her that secretly hoped it would fail. It was a classic case of Id versus Super Ego and her only hope was that the Ego, her intelligence, could win out over both. She'd waited until just before the end of class to have him sent up putting him in her office at the same time Adam was talking with Shay.

In guidance, Erin asked Cameron to come in and have a seat. "Cameron, about yesterday..."

In Mr. Garvin's room, Adam closed the door. He stood just inches in front of Shay and asked with genuine concern, "What's going on, Shay? This isn't like you. You're my best student. Is there anything you want to talk about with regard to what happened in class just now?"

Shay didn't look at him as she spoke. "I can't stop thinking about what you said to me at Homecoming, Adam." He didn't correct her so she continued speaking, "I feel the same way about you and I don't know what to do. I can't think about anyone or anything but...you...and I'm so confused."

At that moment all four of them heard a series of loud popping sounds. From guidance, they sounded distinct yet far away. From Mr. Garvin's room, they sounded loud, sharp, and very close. Shay was so startled she shrieked and threw her arms around her teacher. As she held him tightly she said, "What was that?"

"It sounded like firecrackers. My money's on Josh Hammond," he said as he tried to look outside the window. He went to take a look but Shay wouldn't turn loose of him.

"No, those weren't firecrackers. Please don't leave me, Adam. I'm scared." She looked into his eyes which had been looking toward the door when the popping sounds rang out. When his eyes met hers she pulled him toward her and passionately kissed him. "Shay, we can't do..." She kissed him harder and he began kissing her back when the klaxon alarm sounded. That alarm was reserved only for emergencies like a tornado or God forbid...an armed attack.

Every room and open area on campus heard Dr. Young's voice. "This is a lockdown situation. This is not a drill. I repeat, this is a lockdown situation."

Adam broke their embrace, quickly locked the door, pulled the shade down and grabbed Shay's hand. "Back there! By the eyewash station. Let's go!" He pulled her to the back of the room, opened the tiny closet door and pushed her inside then stepped in next to her. There was barely room for the two of them, but they did fit. Shay went to turn on the light when Adam said, "No! If anyone comes in it needs to be dark—and silent in here."

Shay was shaking as she asked, "What's going on? What's happening?" Just then, they both heard more popping sounds. These were farther away but still very distinct.

In guidance, Erin also locked her door and told Cameron to move to the back corner of the office which couldn't be seen from the window in her door. She tried to put him in the corner and stand guard, but he wasn't having any of it. "There's no way I'm letting you do that." She began to protest but Cameron simply picked her up and physically stood her in the corner. He then backed up so that his body was in front of hers and she instinctively put her arms around him.

"Oh, my God. I'm so scared!" she said. That's when they heard the next set of pops. Unlike the first ones, these were very loud and very close. Guidance was just three doors down from administration where Dr. Young, the assistant principal, and the school secretary had their offices. 

Erin and Cameron heard the pops followed by a brief silence followed by the words, "I told you there'd be hell to pay you fucking piece of shit! Get on your fucking knees, n*****!"

Erin couldn't stop herself from letting out a squeal. Cameron turned and put his hands on her shoulders and said, "Shhhh! Erin, it's okay. I'm gonna protect you. Please don't be afraid, okay?" 

Her eyes were wide open with fear and she was shaking. Cameron took off his coat and threw it around her and wrapped his arms around her. "It's gonna be okay, Erin. I promise." He waited for her to look into his eyes before saying, "Do you believe me?"

She was more afraid than she'd even been in her life. All she could do was nod her head. Her teeth were chattering so hard she could hardly talk. She fought off the urge to cry hysterically as her body shook. She clenched her teeth and said, "I don't want to die. Please don't let me die, Cam!"

He put his hands on her face and said, "I won't. I promise I'll protect you, Erin. I'll die before I let anything happen to you. I swear."

In the tiny closet, Shay was also shaking uncontrollably. "Someone has a gun," she said. "Someone's shooting in the school!" She turned toward Adam and said, "I'm so scared, Adam. I'm so afraid."

He held her close and told her, "So am I, Shay. So am I. But we're going to get through this—together. Okay?" 

Through her tears she nodded rapidly and told him, "Please just hold me, Adam. Please?"

In guidance, Erin and Cameron both heard a calm, firm voice say, "You can kill me, but you still won't have you what you want, Terry and that's because it isn't the diploma eating at you like a cancer. You need help, son. And you'll spend the rest of your life in prison. Be smart and hand me the gun. You don't wanna do..."

In Mr. Garvin's room, Adam held her as they heard two more faint pops. Shay flinched both times while Adam stroked her hair and held her tight. 

In guidance, those two pops were loud, but there was no ringing sound that followed like before. There were only screams from a female voice followed by a lot of hollering and demands to drop the weapon followed by two more loud pops. There was momentary silence followed by the sounds of police officers throwing open doors then calling out, "Clear!" as they searched each room for other shooters.

When the door opened to Erin's room, she screamed, "Please don't kill me!"

The police officer pointed his weapon at Cameron and said, "Is this boy a student?"

"Yes, yes! He's a student. Don't hurt him!" she screamed.

The police officer lowered his weapon, turned, exited, and shouted, "Clear!"

As he did, Erin's knees buckled and she began to fall. Cameron caught her and picked her up with both arms. She put hers around his neck and said, "I was SO scared! Oh, my God, Cameron. I have never been so afraid in my entire life." 

As she fought for control she looked up at him and said, "Thank you! Thank you so much! You said you'd protect me and you did. Please don't let go of me. Please!" As they looked into one another's eyes, Cameron lowered his head to kiss her. This time, she didn't worry about being seen. She kissed him back—passionately and longingly. When she felt his tongue in her mouth, she gave hers to him. 

After no less than 30 seconds of this first real kiss, he pulled back and said, "I can't help the way I feel about you, Erin. I know you see me as a boy...as just a student...but if you only knew how I feel about you..."

Erin had managed to stop crying, but she was still shaking as he continued to hold her. "You are not a boy in my eyes, Cameron Garvin. You're the bravest man I've ever known." She wiped away tears and said, "I called you up here to tell you this can't happen and now...this is the only thing that makes any sense. I was so afraid of dying and now I'm so afraid of losing you."

"You're not gonna lose me, Erin. We made it through this together and we'll find a way to make this work. I don't know how yet, but I swear to you we will." He kissed her again and told her, "And I'll never betray you. No one else will ever know about us. I promise."

"You promise?" she said her body still shaking. He nodded and this time she kissed him. "My beautiful, handsome hero," she said to him after the kiss.

"Can you walk on your own yet?" he asked her.

"I think so," she said as he gently stood her up. She squeezed his hand as he led her toward the door which had been left wide open. She stopped him and said, "I'm afraid to see what's out there."

He squeezed back and said, "You don't have to face it alone."

Together, holding hands, they stepped out into the hallway and saw two white sheets draped over bodies in front of the principal's office. A police officer was unfolding an American flag then draped it over one of the lifeless forms.

In the chemistry room, Shay was also shaking so hard she thought she was in a freezer rather than a classroom. After they were sure it was the police, Adam opened the closet door and told Shay to stay put. He saw the uniform and opened his room door. An armed officer stepped in and Adam let him know there was student in the back of the room. Once he verified who she was, he left and shouted, "Clear!"

Shay slowly walked out and stood next to Adam. "You okay?" he asked. 

"No. I'm not okay. I'm scared to death and I feel sick. I just want to go home." That's when the thought hit her. "My mom! Oh, my God! My mom!"

Adam ran behind her as she tore down the hall and upstairs to the guidance office. She saw police, people from the Coroner's office, and then the two lifeless forms under the sheets with one draped with a flag.

And then, she saw her. "Mom!!" Shay ran to her and didn't notice she was holding Cameron's hand. "Oh, mom! I was so scared. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, honey. How are you?" she said as they hugged one another hard and long.

"Okay...I guess. Adam protected me the whole time," she said as tears began to fall once she felt safe enough to let the emotional tension drain out of her.

"I had someone here to protect me, too," Erin said as she reached for Cameron's hand again.

Adam took Shay in his arms and held her as Cameron did the same to Erin. Others were holding someone. Many were crying. Some sat in stunned disbelief. The brothers held the women they loved for a very long time until they felt safe enough to move.

"Let's go home," Erin said to Shay. She looked at the two brothers and said, "I think we all have a lot to talk about. This may not be the best time, but we're going to have to talk."

The other three all nodded in agreement. Adam was still holding Shay who said, "Do you think it would okay to kiss me again?" 

"Considering what just happened, I believe that's the least of anyone's concerns." He gently brushed her hair back and kissed her softly. "Let me know how you're doing later on, okay?" he said to her.

"I will," she told him.

Erin and Cameron were still holding hands. "Normally, I'd be too afraid also, but as Adam said, after this, a public kiss seems so trivial." Cameron moved closer as she closed her eyes and let him kiss her for all the world to see even though no one paid any attention. Right then, nothing else mattered to anyone. Not even Shay objected when she saw this boy her own age kiss her mother just a few feet from where she stood. Everyone just needed comfort. There would be time to sort it all out later. For now, there were lives to be mourned, bodies to be buried, and emotional scars to heal. Love was the first step in that long, arduous process or recovery.

There was no school the next day. On the following morning, there was a memorial service for Dr. Young and grief counselors were available for anyone who needed to discuss what had happened.

Erin suggested the four of them go to her office to talk and the other three agreed. She closed the door as everyone sat down. She sat with them rather than at her desk.

"First of all, I wanted to say I recognize we all went through something horrific two days ago. Each of us had a different experience and will have a different perspective. Cameron and I haven't had a chance to talk and neither have Adam and Shay. I don't know exactly what happened between you two, but something very real happened right here in this room." She looked at Cameron who smiled back at her. 

"Just 48 hours ago, I would have never even thought, let alone said, what I'm about to say right now and while I'm aware of how it sounds, I just don't care anymore." She asked Cameron if he'd sit next to her. He stood up and sat beside her on the leather couch.

She took his hand and told him, "I don't fully understand what we shared here in this room, but I do know this. For me, it was very real and well, unless you feel differently, I don't want us to lose that."

He put his arm around her and said, "I want to be with you now even more than I did before." 

"Shay? Is this too weird for you, honey?" she asked.

She looked at Adam who reached over and took her hand. "No more weird than this might be to you," she said as they held one another's hands. "Okay, you two might be a little more weird than us." Everyone smiled and laughed quietly.

"While I no longer really care what anything else thinks, I do feel like we should be very discreet with whatever relationships we develop with one another. What happened here changed me forever. I am so grateful to be alive and I want to live every day from now on and I want to love whom I want to love." Cameron pulled her close and kissed her on the cheek.

"I think we feel exactly the same way, Erin," Adam said.

"I have an idea," Shay announced. "What if...what if Cameron and I, you know, hung out at school and maybe held hands and stuff or went to various school events together? That might keep down any suspicions until we're able to be seen together in public."

"I told you she was brilliant," Adam said to Erin.

"I think that's a perfect idea. Cameron?"

"If it lets me see the woman I love, then I'm up for it." Erin turned to him and said, "I love you, too." As she kissed him, Adam and Shay did the same thing.

They sat there holding each other for a while longer before Erin said, "So...I guess it's time to put 'Operation Deception' into effect."

Everyone smiled, kissed their new lover goodbye for now, then Cameron held out his hand to Shay and said, "Shall we, girlfriend?"

"We're really deep, aren't we, Erin?" Adam said pensively as the younger 'couple' left the room.

"Indeed. But after what happened, there's no place I'd rather be. Life is so fragile and so short," she said. "I don't want to waste another day pretending and if I lose my job for loving someone, then I'll find a new one."

"I couldn't agree more," he told her. He smiled and said, "Who knows? I might even be willing to go to work for a company like Mansanto if it meant taking care of Shay. Well, maybe."

"Take good care of my daughter, okay?" she asked as Adam got ready to leave.

"You know I will. And you do the same with my little brother."

Erin smiled and said, "He may be your younger brother, Adam, but to me he is the bravest, most amazing man on earth. I'm hoping he'll be the one caring for me."

That night, Cameron was taking care of his older, beautiful lover in every way. Shay told her mother she would be spending the night at Adam's. Erin told he she understood and her only advice was to be careful. Shay promised her she would and asked her mother to do the same.

Shortly after Shay left with her new boyfriend, Cameron arrived and let himself in. Erin met him at the door and asked him, "So, do we need to talk?"

He took her in his arms and kissed her and said, "There are more important things to attend to than talking."

She took his hand and said, "Then come with me. The bedroom is this way."

END OF PG-13 VERSION.

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X-RATED VERSION.

Erin closed the door and said, "Is it okay if I'm a little bit nervous?"

Cam took her hands and said, "As long as you're honest with me, anything is okay. Are you nervous because of my age or because I'm a student?"

Erin smiled and said, "Yes."

Cameron smiled, too, then said, "I know I've told you how beautiful I think you are, but I want you hear it from me again. You are so beautiful, Erin."

"I love hearing you saying it, Cam. Listen, I'm going to try not to mention my age too often or how insecure I feel about being...this old, but it will always be a part of this."

"It will only matter to you, Erin. I don't see age or a number. I see you and you are breathtakingly gorgeous to me. Okay?"

She smiled, took a deep breath and said, "Okay. And this goes without saying but you are so attractive to me it takes my breath away. But it's not just your looks. It's your maturity and the way you protected me and the way you make me feel and..."

Cameron kissed her until she kissed him back then said, "I love to hear you share your feelings, but sometimes nothing more needs to be said and this is one of those times."

Erin nodded shyly and said, "I don't want to be the grown up when I'm with you, Cam. I want to be the little girl who's loved and cared for by the handsome man she loves. So unless you want me to be aggressive, I'd love it if you'd..."

Cameron reached up and as he kissed her again, he ripped the buttons off her blouse and helped her shed it completely. Erin flinched but never stopped kissing him. "Just like that, Cam. I love that," she murmured as they kissed.

Erin unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off. She looked down at his young, hard body and moaned as she ran her hands across his hard, bare chest. "Oh, my. I can't believe this is all mine." She looked up at him and asked, "Is it? Is your body all mine?"

"It's yours and only yours, Erin." He unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. "But only if your beautiful, sexy body is all mine."

"Mmmm. It is, sweetheart. No one but you is allowed to see it or touch it."

Cam squeezed her tits gently causing Erin to gasp. He leaned down and took her hard nipple in his mouth and rolled his tongue over it several times. Erin moaned softly as the pleasure gradually filtered through her entire body.

He unzipped her skirt and let it fall, too. As it did, he kissed her while he ran his hand down her body until it found the warm, wet area he wanted. He ran his middle finger through the large, soft lips still framed by her moistened panties. 




School Days, Rule Days



"Yes!" Erin said softly. "Oh...please don't stop."

Cameron pulled her panties down then pulled her legs apart as she stood in front of him. "You look so perfect," he said as he kissed then licked her wet pussy.

"Ohhhh..." she groaned. "Just like that...please."

Cameron slid two fingers inside her as he played with her clit using his tongue. "Oh, God!" Erin moaned. "Yes!"

He removed his fingers, stood, and sat on the edge of the bed as he pushed her shoulders down. "Mmmm. I like when you take control of me," she told him.

She took his hard, young cock in her hand and stroked it as she smiled at him. "I knew you'd be big. And...I'm so glad you are. I can't wait to have your gorgeous cock inside me."

Erin took him into her mouth and without taking her eyes off of his, swallowed him as far as she could. He was a good two inches longer than her husband and although she prided herself on her ability to deep throat a man, there was no way she could take this much cock into her mouth. She took him as deeply as she could and held it there as she gently massaged his balls with her other hand.

"Fuck!" he grunted. "That's amazing. Ssshit! Oh, fuck!"

Erin sucked and licked until she could tell he couldn't take any more. Just before she stopped, he grabbed her hair and pulled her off. "Get up here, baby," he told her.

Erin gladly climbed up onto the bed waiting to be told what to do next. "Spread your legs wide for me and show me your beautiful pussy."

Erin spread her legs as wide as she could and pulled back the lips of her vagina to show him what he wanted to see. "It's beautiful. I love it," he told her. He lowered himself over her and kissed and said, "And I love you, too, Erin."

Erin moaned and said, "I love you, too, Cam. I want you inside me. Please fuck me. Please?"

Cameron lowered his hips and when the tip of his dick found wetness, he pushed. Erin was very tight but she was so wet he slid in without effort. "Oh, God..." Erin moaned. "Easy, honey. You're so big and I haven't sex in a very long time."

Cameron pulled back, then took her a bit deeper. He repeated that several times until her slight winces became moans of pure pleasure. "How's that?" he asked her as he was all the way inside her.

"That...is...wonderful," she purred. "It feels like you're all the way inside my stomach. My God, you're big!"

Cameron began rhythmically pounding her pussy as she held him close and ran her fingernails along his back. "Yes...yes! Oh, God...yes!" she cried. "That feels SO amazing, sweetheart. Fuck me hard!"

Cameron obliged her as he increased the tempo and the intensity until his balls were slapping so hard it was almost creating an echo in the room. He felt Erin body's tense and when it did, he release a mountain of hot cum into her wet pussy.

"Oh, fuck!" she screamed. "Yes! Yes! Yessss!!"

When he was spent he held himself up with his elbows and looked into her eyes. "Did I do okay?" he asked. He was smiling because he knew the answer.

"Okay? Uh-uh. That was fan-fucking-tastic!" she said with a sweet laugh. She pulled him close to kiss him again and said, "As I recall, men your age can do this again very soon. Is that true?"

She felt him growing hard inside her and said, "Oh! I guess it is. Mmmm. Lucky me!"

An hour later, Shay lay in her lover's arms after taking a very large load of her own into her own warm, wet pussy. "That was so amazing," she told Adam.

"You are amazing, Shay," he told her as he kissed her again. "Did you know I love you?"

"I'm glad because I love you, too, Mr. Garvin."

They both laughed as he mounted her again and made love to her until they were both satisfied a second time.