1 comments/ 52368 views/ 0 favorites Sticky Sweet By: StaciHunter Derek and I had been friends for only about six months when we heard the news. The school we were working for was closing, and we would be unemployed in only a few short months. Derek had been a teacher most of his life. He was now 40, and had taught at Brighton Elementary School since he was 20. I was nearly 15 years younger, and teaching fifth grade students. It was only my second job out of college. We were both extremely saddened by the news. Me, mostly because my limited exposure to the teaching world would probably land me a job as a teller at a bank until another teaching job came about. All of the other schools would be filled up with more senior teachers. Derek was looking into teaching college students, but I was only part way through the Master's program, and that wouldn't be enough for the strict area colleges. I loved the openness of my relationship with Derek. Neither of us were married, nor were we really dating anyone exclusively, so we were free and fun with each other. We had a ritual every afternoon while the children had afternoon recess, to fuck in the cafeteria closet. Cliché it may have been, but fun it was for sure. We started off just as friends, which led to just a kiss, which led to this and to that. Neither of us had any real rules, we just agreed to meet every day at that same time, at that same spot and let nature take its course. No rules and no games – what more fun could you ask for? Derek loved the way I would explore him. I'd start off shy and kiss him softly. He'd shove his tongue in my mouth and I'd suck it for a bit and then swirl my tongue in his mouth like I was licking ice cream. Derek had a great tongue and I looked forward to feeling it in my mouth and on my body every day. I knew exactly how to make Derek want me. I'd start off flirting ever so slightly, but enough for him to take notice. I'd tease him by walking down the hall sucking on a Twizzler, in ever so sensual a way –slap my tongue around the edges, and then deep throat the bendable candy until it was all in my mouth. Derek loved to taste my strawberry tongue, and lick the leftovers out of my cheek and teeth. On our last day together, I planned something exquisite for us. I still hadn't decided where my future would lead me, and Derek had accepted a job at a nearby college. He would be an English professor. I flirted with the idea of going back to school for a Master's Degree, but I wasn't sure exactly what I wanted to do – besides suck Derek's hot cock. The school was empty by the time we met, so privacy was to our benefit. I walked in wearing a short black sweater and low-rise blue jeans, which showed off my shapely figure beautifully. My sweater clung to my breasts, and I'm sure Derek could tell I wasn't wearing a bra because the excitement in the air caused my nipples to perk. Like clockwork, I strutted in with a cherry Twizzler hanging out of my mouth, and I sucked on the end so feverishly. Derek watched a moment, then licked his lips and grabbed me by the ass and pulled me on top of him. He pulled the Twizzler out of my mouth, and set it aside. I was pretty excited by the strength at which he grabbed me and I pushed my hips into his groin to show my appreciation. Derek grabbed the back of my head and pulled me back forcefully. He immediately placed his lips on my throat and began to suck my neck first, and then my ears. I giggled at first and then moaned with pleasure. It wasn't like Derek to be so forceful, but I liked it. He pulled up my shirt and grabbed my tits in his hands and rubbed them together. He kissed me so forcefully, and then moved his tongue to my tits and nibbled. He moved his mouth down to my stomach and watched me as I moaned with pleasure. Derek sat me down as he began to unbutton his pants. His pants unbuttoned easily, and I grabbed his throbbing cock with pleasure. I gently stroked the tip first and innocently licked my fingers and placed them back on his hot cock. Derek got pretty excited as he thrust my mouth onto his cock so fast I almost choked. He was eager. I pulled my mouth away and looked up at him with my big blue eyes. I grabbed his cock with my hand and began to stroke it hard. The more excited he got, the harder I stroked – until eventually, my lips and tongue gave in and I began to pleasure him. All of the teasing, all of the Twizzlers, all gone. Now just my wet, hot mouth on his cock. Derek grabbed the back of my hair and began to pump his cock into me. It was as if he was really fucking my mouth, in and out – back and forth. I was really getting into it. Derek moaned at the slopping and sucking sounds his cock was making as I sucked it. Yum! His cock fit perfectly in my mouth. I sucked it hard, with long hard deep throats. A mouthful here and a quick lick there. Derek leaned his head back and moaned in pleasure. I could tell he was close to cumming and I couldn't wait to taste his juice. I sucked harder and harder and then, for a moment, stopped, looked up at Derek and said, "I don't want you to stop until you cum in my mouth." I think that statement alone was enough to make him cum. He pushed my face into his cock and pumped it hard. A few seconds later he was coming, and I held true to my word. He managed to open his eyes for a few split seconds to watch my mouth move with his orgasm. A moment later I moved his cock out of my mouth and let the remaining juice dribble around my mouth, chin and cheek. It was picture perfect. It tasted so manly, so juicy, so sticky sweet! Derek rested a moment and then after regaining some of his strength, he pulled himself to his knees and began to undress me. I fought back a bit when he tried to undo my pants, but there was no contest, they were coming off. He managed his way through my pink panties and white garter. He threw them to the floor and moved his tongue around my stomach, thigh and then my sweet pussy. He remembered the Twizzler, which would prove to be more than just a chewable candy. He took the Twizzler and put one end in his mouth. He carefully moved his mouth towards my pussy and moved the Twizzler between my lips and began penetrating me with the sugar stick. I grabbed Derek's head and pushed him into me. Derek moved the Twizzler in and out for a while before tossing the candy aside and letting his tongue do the work. I could barely control myself, and I kicked my hips up in pleasure. He mounted me, and as he did I swung my legs on top of his shoulders and thrust my ass in the air. This is how I was going to cum, for sure. Derek pumped into me, and sure enough a few stirs later and I was shuttering, scratching Derek's back and moaning loudly. My excitement must have been too much for Derek, and he followed shortly with another orgasm. His warm, wet cum shot all over my tight thighs. He collapsed on top of me, and kissed my sticky lips. We lay in silence for a few minutes before I finally got up and grabbed my things. "I'm really going to miss you, Derek," I smiled, and noticed the Twizzler sitting by his side. "I'm going to miss you too," Derek said, grabbing his pants. A few moments later, we were both dressed and ready to go. I grabbed the Twizzler, placed it between my lips and said, "I'll keep this to remember you by." And that was it. About a year later, I hadn't heard from Derek at all. I thought about calling, but never got around to it. I went back to school for my Master's Degree, and was seriously screwing another student, but had no firm commitments. When I was picking my classes for the fall semester, I noticed a professor's name who gave my pussy a familiar tingle. On a balmy September morning, at the start of a new semester, dressed to impress with a short skirt, tight shirt and pink lips, I puckered up waiting for the professor of my class to arrive. When he finally walked in, he stared at me with delight. "I'm Professor Wesson," he said to the class, "But please call me Derek." As everyone settled in and Derek's eyes wandered my way, I carefully opened the familiar package of red-sugar coated candy and began sucking feverishly. At the end of class, Derek wandered over to my desk and replaced the empty package of Twizzlers with a note that read, "Two doors down on the right – 3:00." -###- Sticky Sweet Ella loves the holidays. All the activity and excitement, the changing of the seasons, and, of course, the time spent with family. With her relatives there was always some scandal and lots of gossip. She stays out of the drama, preferring to watch and listen and taking delight in the secrets that get spread around. Last year, Grandma announced that she had taken a lover (Grandfather has been dead for quite some time) and was planning on moving to Italy with him. Two years before that, the story was that Aunt Fae had gotten drunk at an office party and gave the boss a blow-job in the supply closest which resulted in the big promotion she had been boasting about. That same year Ella did have a bit of the limelight, actually. She had come out as a lesbian to her immediate family and so they were all surreptitiously informing the extended family. Thankfully, Aunt Fae's conduct was far more interesting, though she did get a few strange looks from across the dinner table. Ella smiled to herself, remembering this and also the time Uncle Jim let it slip that he had found "some sort of plastic penis" in his daughter's drawer and didn't know what it was for. Her cab slowed down, arriving at her parent's home. The house was large, much bigger that the apartment she now lived in. She remembered how glad she was growing up that the large amount of space muffled the sounds she made playing with herself, and when she was playing with others. She paid the cab driver and picked up her bags and walked in her childhood home. She yelled that she was home when she arrived and her mother quickly appeared and embraced her: asking the usual questions about how her life was going, how the job was working out, if she was eating enough, and why on heavens has she not gotten a haircut. She answered grudgingly then said she wanted to unpack. She would have to share a room with one of her cousins and her sister and her roommate, her mother told her, because her bedroom was taken by Aunt Millie and Uncle George. This should be interesting, she thought, as she dragged her bag up the stairs. Her younger sister had just started college at the nearby university and, apparently, she had brought her roommate with her for the holidays. There was no one in the room when she got there to put her stuff away, but she noticed some clothes and makeup around, probably her sister's doing. Ella remembered how old and mature she felt when she was 18 and starting college, now, at 23, she couldn't help thinking how young and naive these college girls were. Alter unpacking and sending a few texts to friends back home, Ella changed into a soft white tee and tight jeans with her warm winter socks. She slipped on some clean white cotton panties as well to freshen up. As she headed back down the stairs she heard giggling; her sister and another girl were sitting in the living room looking at a large book in her sister's lap. Ella went in and greeted her sister warmly, embracing her small, lithe body, and asked her how school was going. Her sister replied that it was going well and then turned and introduced the girl next to her as her roommate. Her name was Madeline; she had long reddish-brown hair, a warm complexion, and wore a blue cardigan over a lacy white tank top with a white skirt that ended at her mid-thigh, exposing luscious smooth legs and white ankle-socks. When she looked up from the book to shake Ella's hand, (apparently, they had been giggling over old family photos) Ella was struck by the intense soft blue eyes with a sweetness, innocence, and beauty she had never seen before. Ella shook her hand, and told Madeline it was nice to meet her. Madeline just smiled at Ella. A look from those eyes and a glimpse of the upper thigh of those legs, and Ella could feel herself getting warm and a little wet between her legs. She hastily left the room and went into the kitchen. Her mother was cooking and it smelled delicious. She complimented the cook and then took a candy cane from a bowl, hoping its sweetness would distract her from the lust she was feeling for her sister's roommate. Various other relatives lounged around in the kitchen; she gave them the obligatory greetings and then slipped away to be alone in her room, grabbing a few more candy canes on the way out. Sitting in the room she shared today, Ella started wondering if should be even be able to sleep tonight. She supposed that she could always go down to the couch in the living room, though she would have to come up with an excuse why she felt the need to change rooms. Or, perhaps, she could wait until everyone was asleep and then pleasure herself in the bathroom. That might help. Or it might make the longing worse. She could not get Madeline out of her mind. Sucking on a second candy cane she imagined what kind of panties Madeline was wearing, how her breasts looked and moved when she was naked, and if she had ever had sex with anyone before. She got the feeling maybe not. Absent-mindedly, she licked the sweet minty candy stick. The door opened slowly with a squeak. Ella sat up rapidly, realizing she had unconsciously been touching herself. Standing there, with her smooth legs and perky breasts, was Madeline. Ella, a little embarrassed, did not know what to say. After a short pause, Madeline said softly that she had heard from her sister that Ella was a lesbian. She went on to say that she was curious. Speechless, Ella looked back at Madeline, taking in the view of her body, wondering if this was real. Convincing herself that it really was happening, she gathered her voice to speak. She told Madeline to shut the door and come closer. Madeline obeyed and came to stand in front of Ella. Next, Ella told Madeline to take off her clothes. The young woman looked a bit nervous and paused, then reached to unzip her skirt and let it fall to the floor before unbuttoning her cardigan and reaching her arms back to remove it. She then pulled her tank top up over her head. She was not wearing a bra and she had on clean, pink panties. Ella told her to turn around and she saw that the panties were a thong, highlighting her firm, round ass. She pulled them down to Madeline's ankles, and told Madeline to bend over. When she leaned forward, Ella could clearly see Madeline's tight pink pussy. Some glistening moisture was just visible inside. Madeline's ass stuck out towards Ella and she twisted her hips a little as Ella watched. Ella took the candy cane she had been eating out of her mouth. It was slick and sticky, covered in her saliva. Eagerly, Ella leaned in and licked Madeline up from her clit to her ass. She licked again all over, in all the folds and cracks, hearing little moans from Madeline. She pressed her face in licking and sucking. As she licked she reached her hands to pick up the candy canes she had gotten from the kitchen. She unwrapped them all, keeping her tongue flicking on Madeline's clit. Holding a bundle of about about seven red and white striped candy canes in her hand, the curved side in her palm, Ella lifted her face from Madeline's dripping pussy and told Madeline to turn around. Madeline complied, and when her front came into view, Ella saw that her face was flushed and her nipples erect. Ella pushed down on Madeline's shoulders so the girl's nude body folded up, kneeling down. Madeline's breasts heaved as she took deep breaths in and out, her lips slightly parted. Ella slid her finger in Madeline's mouth and Madeline immediately began to suck on it. She added another, sliding then in and out along Madeline's tongue, taking pleasure in the feeling of her tongue. Then she took out her finger and, with the other hand, slipped in the bundle of unwrapped candy canes. Madeline's eyes widened with surprise, but she let Ella trust them in and out, and the sticky candy coated Madeline's mouth and lips, and her tongue licked along them as they moved. Syrupy candy coated Madeline's face and her slick sweet mouth and tongue made light sucking and slurping sounds. Ella's panties dampened. She stopped moving the candy in Madeline's mouth, held them in there and pushed Madeline's face a bit so that the sticks went deeper. Madeline made little whimpering noises so she slowly slid them out and told Madeline to get on the bed. Madeline looked up at Ella and went and lay with her back on the pink quilted mattress. Ella knelt between Madeline's spread legs, took the sticky bundle of candy canes and slid the tips of them along the folds of Madeline's cunt. Madeline moaned softly and dewy moisture dripped out. Ella put the candy at the opening and pressed lightly. The tips of the canes barely went in. Ella pressed harder and Madeline turned her head turned, breathing in sharply as Ella forced the bundle. The candy fit snugly, stretching Madeline's pussy. Ella could tell nothing had been in there before. She pushed hard, thrusting with her body and the candy went all the way in. Madeline clutched the quilt with little fists as Ella began to pound the candy into her. They slid, sticky with sugary sweetness. It soon got a little easier and Ella thrust harder, fucking Madeline's pussy. She leaned up and licked on Madeline's breasts, sucking on her nipples, Madeline's legs spread and up against Ella's body as Ella kept moving the candy. Keeping the candy canes inside her, Ella, used a hand to help Madeline over to her stomach. On all fours, Madeline automatically put her head down and her round butt up. Ella fucked her harder from behind as their bodies moved together with the pounding motion. Both were breathing hard and Madeline's body was hot to the touch. Ella shoved the candy canes hard and fast inside Madeline and licked Madeline's asshole. When two of Ella's finger's entered her ass and Madeline was filled in both holes, she screamed out in please. Her muscles tensed and juices streamed down the candy, viscous and sweet. While Madeline's body was still bucking from the orgasm, Ella slipped out the candy and fingers and licked Madeline's wetness. The slightly salty slickness of Madeline mixed with the sticky sweet candy was exquisite. Ella enthusiastically slurped it up. When satisfied, Ella sat up and licked and sucked up and down the length of the delicious candy. Madeline turned over, smiled and watched Ella. Madeline asked in a warm voice, still breathing hard, if she did okay. Ella laughed, thinking that Madeline was much too good to be true. Ella told Madeline that the holiday season has just begun, and there is still time for her to learn more. Ella's eyes twinkled as she put the candy back in her mouth.