1 comments/ 116691 views/ 12 favorites Sweet Music Ch. 1 By: thehorn Chapter 1: "Kate's Confession" The appointment as Junior Music Tutor at Morningwood College for Young Ladies deep in the heart of the English countryside was a dream come true for a randy young teacher fresh out of college. There were about 150 girls ranging from ages 16 to 19 in this extremely exclusive and expensive boarding school. They were fresh, intelligent, confident - quite the opposite from the miserable trollops it had been my misfortune to encounter at the inner-city comprehensive where I'd undergone the purgatory of teacher training the previous spring. With their long flowing locks, scrubbed complexions, ready smiles baring rows of perfect gleaming white teeth, these girls were the very essence of years of delicious masturbatory fantasies during those long nights spent dreaming of beautiful girls I knew whilst sweatily pumping my ever-erect cock. Oh God! It was going to be difficult to control myself - but I would have to. The consequences were too horrendous to contemplate. Music was a major feature at Morningwood, with many girls going on to study music at university or college and some making it into the profession. To my surprise, my first task was to coach four girls who had formed an all-girl string quartet. They were all 19 years old and had stayed on for an extra year after A-levels to apply for scholarship competitions. They were clearly the stars of the school and destined for great things. To say working with them was a pleasure is an understatement. As well as being talented players and willing, responsive pupils, they were frankly gorgeous. Kate, the first violinist, was a tall muscular girl with short blonde hair cut in a boyish crop, a ready smile and already quite succulent, firm breasts. Of all the girls she was the most forward and flirtatious, regularly touching and teasing in a way that was quite startling - and quite arousing. Jessica, the second violinist, was more petite. Lively and cheeky, with freckles and big grin, she had strikingly long red hair, always tied in a pony tail, that ran right down her back and actually brushed the lower reaches of her cute, tight bottom. Many's the night I fantasised about stroking her bare butt-cheeks through the spread out folds of her auburn locks. Speculation about the extent and colour of her more intimate hair usually brought my nocturnal frottages to a hot and sticky end! Nina, the violist, was the quiet one. Her family was originally from Sri Lanka and she was a mysterious dusky beauty, with straight silky black hair that hung down to her burgeoning breasts. She had the habit of pulling her long hair over to one side, letting it fall over her face and gazing seductively at you through the soft, dark curtain, in a manner that any red-blooded male had to find completely prick-hardening. Finally, Lucy, the cellist... Juicy Lucy as I flirtatiously called her to her face. Ah, Juicy Lucy, with her long brown hair, big brown eyes and ever-pert nippled breasts! If only she had known of my speculations as to the extent of her juiciness! But what am I talking about? She was to find out soon enough. More to the point, so was I! The girls did everything together, played together, ate together, went out together (slept together?). They even dressed the same. Although school uniform was not required in the upper school, "my" girls seemed to have a uniform of their own. Invariably this comprised a tight tee-shirt (sometimes cropped to reveal deliciously smooth, muscular tummies) and equally tight bottom-hugging jeans. Trainers usually completed the outfit, though sometimes boots (either ankle length or occasionally, arousingly, knee-length) were worn. From the outset I could hardly fail to notice that none of them ever seemed to wear a bra. Consequently, their firm breasts bounced and jiggled invitingly under their tight cotton tee-shirts, their nipples poking through the flimsy material. I already thought I'd died and gone to heaven! Little did I know.... All the girls at Morningwood were boarders. We are not talking dormitories here - it was far too grand for that! Each girl had a nicely appointed study-bedroom, usually adorned with posters of their favourite male objects of lust. As a Junior Tutor, I lived in (just as well - I couldn't afford the rent anywhere else) and found myself with a very nice tutor's flat at a secluded end of one corridor of study-bedrooms. Though well away from the other rooms, you couldn't help but be aware of the comings and goings of the young ladies and of their often skimpy attire in the evenings. In fact I could swear that some of them deliberately flaunted themselves when they saw me around, bending to pick up imaginary objects and giving me a flash of bare boob or buttock. "My" foursome occupied adjacent rooms on the same floor as me, so I got to see quite a lot of them (!!) Just as they seemed to have a uniform during the day, so with night attire. In this case a man's white shirt several sizes too large, loose, unbuttoned to the breasts and with the shirt tail trailing down to a bare mid thigh. I have always had a "thing" about girls in shirts and you can imagine the effect the sight of these delectable shirt-clad nymphets had on my already groaning libido. * * * * * Shortly into the first term of my appointment, a scandal rocked the normally placid world of Morningwood College when a sizeable sum of money - some £6, 000 - was stolen from the Sectretary's office. This had been raised through coffee-mornings, concerts etc. towards a trip to Germany by the school orchestra planned for the week before Christmas. The money was easily replaced direct from the groaning coffers of the College, but the theft cast a shadow over the school, security was significantly tightened and the normally high-spirited string coaching sessions became charged with an indefinable sense of unease. One evening, about two weeks later, I was relaxing in my flat after a hard day of teaching, coaching and doing paperwork. I had just had a hot, relaxing shower and, dressed in my red silk kimono-style dressing gown, I settled sat down to watch the late TV news with a well deserved glass of my favourite malt. Suddenly, there was a timid knock at the door. Cursing, I put down my glass, turned off the box and went to answer it. To my surprise, there was Kate, barefoot and dressed in just a loose white open-necked collarless shirt. From the redness of her eyes, it was clear she had been crying. "Kate!" I exclaimed, "what's wrong?" "S-Sir, please can I come in? I really need to talk to you. " Immediately, imaginary alarm-bells sounded in my head! Let her in? I must be mad! Imagine if I was found virtually naked (for the kimono was all that separated me from my natural state) alone in my apartment with an apparently equally scantily-clad female student. True, she was over 18, but she was still a student and I was a teacher. On the other hand she looked so miserable and vulnerable... and it was cold in that corridor. In fact Kate was starting to shiver and I couldn't help but notice that her nipples seemed to be rapidly stiffening under the filmy cotton of her loose shirt. My cock gave a little twitch of recognition as I invited her in. As I closed the door behind us, my heart suddenly started beating faster. Somehow I just knew something amazing was about to happen. "So what's the matter?" I asked when we were safely inside and the door was closed. Kate hesitated for what seemed like and eternity before, seemingly filled with a sudden surge of resolution, drew herself up to her full height, took a deep breath and blurted out, "Oh sir. It was me!" "What?" I shook my head in confusion. "What do you mean "me"?" "It was ME! I stole the money from the office! I know I shouldn't have done it. I just walked in there and there it was. No-one was around and... and... I just took it!" I was dumbfounded. What was I hearing? The girl was confessing to a criminal act. She could be expelled. For God's sake, she could be sent to prison! After all, she was no longer a minor. All these thoughts flashed round and round my head during a long and cavernous silence. "Why are you telling me this?" I asked after a pause that seemed to last an eternity. "Sir, I feel so guilty. I know I shouldn't have done it. If I could only pretend it never happened... " "But it did. " "Yes sir. I know... what am I going to do?" Her voice cracked, her eyes filled with tears. Kate took a step towards me and I felt the heat of her near naked body next to mine. What could I do? I put a comforting arm around her shoulder. As Kate buried her face in the side of my neck and sobbed I felt a curious mixture of awkwardness, pity and guilty arousal as my cock telegraphed messages to my brain that it was awake and VERY interested in what was happening.. "What have you done with the money?" I asked. The response was just another wave of sobbing. Eventually, I pulled myself together, firmly grasped Kate's shoulders and looked directly into her big blue eyes. "Kate. I'm going to have to report this. You do realise that don't you?" Kate sniffed and nodded. "Yes, sir. I know. " I handed Kate a tissue from the box on the coffee-table. She dabbed at her cute, freckle-covered little nose. "I'll go to the Principal first thing tomorrow. I'm sorry Kate. This is a police matter. " Again she nodded and turned to leave. Reaching the door she hesitated and turned round suddenly, allowing me the briefest, most tantalising glimpse of bare breast through the gap in her open shirt. "Sir, " she began, a sudden note of firmness in her voice, "I have an idea. " I looked at her blankly and she walked back towards me. "Sir, I realise I've done something wrong.... " "Yes?" "Very wrong... and I know I should be punished for it... " Punished? "As I said, I'll speak to the Principal tomorrow... " "But sir... what I meant was... well... what if... what if YOU were to punish me? I know I deserve it and, well, if you were to do it... perhaps we could keep it to ourselves... " What was she talking about? I could hardly believe what I was hearing, but my prick had heard clearly enough and was starting to stir! "I don't know what you mean Kate. Are you suggesting I... I... " "Spank me sir. " The words seemed to echo round the room. "What???" "Spank me. You could do it now and it would be our secret. I promise to get the money back and, well, I'll have been punished won't I? Please sir.... PLEASE??? What happened next seemed to occur in a dream as my head started to spin. Now it was her turn to grab my shoulders. She walked towards me, I reversed from her, alarmed but aroused by her sensuality and by the subtle aroma of the musk perfume I could now smell on her. I sat down heavily in the middle of the leather couch, closely followed by Kate herself who was now virtually perched on my lap. Moments later she had positioned herself over my knee and was stretched out, face down, her bottom presented to my stunned gaze. "Spank me sir. Spank me. I've been a wicked girl and know I need to be punished. " She turned her pretty head round to look at me with pleading eyes and her little blonde fringe fell across her face. It was too just too much. "Please sir, " she almost whispered, "Please spank my bottom. " Lust, curiosity, annoyance all hit me simultaneously. I looked down at what was evidently a deliciously pert bottom even concealed by the shapeless shirt. I gently, half-heartedly slapped. "Harder sir. Spank me hard. " I tried again, a little harder, this time feeling the buttocks wobble a little under the shirt and hearing a little sigh from Kate. Again I slapped, still harder, feeling her warm mounds spring back elastically. This time Kate wiggled a little and grunted. I had never done anything like this before and frankly I was enjoying it! I decided to concentrate on her right buttock, the one further away from me, bringing the slaps down hard just in the little crease where lower buttock met upper thigh. Kate was now breathing hard, a little gasp escaping with each stinging slap. Warming to my task I repeated the operation on the other buttock. Now I became bolder. After a moment's pause I reached down and slowly insinuated my fingers under the hem of Kate's shirt and delicately began to peel it back, to reveal... a completely bare bottom. The little minx! She had turned up in my study in just a shirt and wearing no knickers. Surely she must have planned all this! That's about as far as rational thought took me, because the glorious sight of Kate's smooth, perfectly rounded globes, already hot and pink from their spanking was having a devastating effect on my cock, which had now risen to more or less full attention and was currently nestling into Kate's soft, warm tummy. This was getting worrying: any moment now she was going to become aware of my raging hard-on pressing against her. Again, I brought down my outstretched palm. This time however the immediate impact of flesh upon bare flesh brought an altogether more intense gasp from Kate than previously. Of course I had peeled back the shirt so carefully that she probably hadn't noticed, so the sudden spanking of her bare bottom must have had a startling effect. It certainly made a wonderful sound, each slap landing with a satisfying CRACK! on the impudent teenage mounds. Kate's wriggling had become more intense and was soon transformed to wholesale writhing as I continued to increase the pace and force of the spanking. Every so often her legs would bend and her feet drum frantically on the floor as I caught her with a particularly penetrating slap. By now I had given up the pretense of trying to hide my erection. My pole was now swollen to its full 9 inches and was continuing to impudently push against Kate's soft belly. It's presence was unmistakable, particularly as it was obviously starting to leak pre-cum, doubtless making a big damp stain on the front of her shirt. Then an amazing thing happened.... I became aware of a change in the rhythm of Kate's tortured writhings. The movement slowed and became more regular. Inadvertently, I found myself slowing the spanks to synchronise with her movements and pretty soon we set up a rhythm of alternate slaps and wriggles, slaps and wriggles as Kate's motion became increasingly centred on my, by now straining, penis. All the time Kate was imperceptibly moving across my lap, her rhythmic movements bringing my cock and her vagina into closer and closer proximity. And as she moved, so the shirt was slowly riding up to reveal more and more of her fresh, succulent young body. I continued to spank, but it was becoming more difficult to concentrate as her pubic area came into direct contact with my cock. What was unexpected was that her pubis was quite smooth - clearly she was either a late developer or a precocious shaver! The wriggles were now turning unmistakably to thrusts as I rained down the hard slaps and Kate grunted with increasing volume. Suddenly I felt a new sensation round my crotch: a wetness, a hot, sticky wetness. Momentarily I wondered if it was me before I realised that this was all from Kate's vaginal secretions and that this natural lubricant was starting to coat my cock. Both of us had by now given up all pretense that this was a "natural" disciplinary session. Kate was clearly massively turned on, I was aroused in a way I had never been before and our crotches were steadily coming into alignment. I spanked hard as I smelt her nectar and felt her moistness against my straining member. Kate shifted round so that her open thighs straddled my lap. A few more delectable wriggles from Kate and it could be avoided no longer. I groaned with a mixture of resignation and lust as the head of my penis came into contact with the delicate wet petals of her young cunt and my bulbous cock-head began to ease its way into her hot dripping teenage snatch. We stopped for a moment, savouring the feeling of her tight cunt gripping my straining member. Kate leaned forward and whispered in my ear: "Keep spanking, sir. I'm a naughty girl. " I reached round. From this angle it was difficult to spank with much force, but I tried nevertheless - the effect was electric. Kate pulsed and shuddered and the sensation transmitted to my dick was truly extraordinary. With her arms on my shoulders for balance, Kate lifted herself up so that my dickhead almost popped out. I slapped hard. Kate squealed suddenly dropped down to the base of my cock! The effect was sensational. My prick felt it was being peeled like a banana, each thrust pushing me deeper into her fantastically tight quim. We set up a rhythm: lift - spank - drop, lift - spank - drop, and after each drop Kate would take a moment to grind her pubic bone against mine, achieving absolute maximum penetration.. After a time we reverted to a more normal fast-fucking rhythm. Kate obviously set the pace - in this position I was pretty much along for the ride. All I had to do was stop myself cumming too soon - not an easy task! I stopped spanking and instead inserted both hands underneath Kate's shirt, running them slowly and comfortingly over her, by now well warmed, buttocks. My hands continued their journey up to her slim waist and round to rub and tickle her smooth belly. Kate giggled, continuing her fucking motion. Very slowly my fingers tickled their way up to her breasts, cupping the firm bubbies through the loose shirt and twirling my fingers round the erect nips. Kate gasped. I hadn't yet seen her breasts and was desperate to do so. I withdrew my hands, brought them out from under the shirt and moved them to her shoulders. Grabbing the fabric in each hand, I began to pull the shirt down over her shoulders. The shirt was already unbuttoned to her breasts and Kate's next upward fuck-stroke brought the material over her shoulders, revealing a good deal of cleavage restrained only by the first of the done-up buttons. I took time to savour the tantalising prospect, cupping and rubbing the boobs through the shirt, before I opened the top two buttons. Slowly the shirt began to fall away, dropping further down her shoulders with each of her thrusts and each time gradually revealing a little more tit-flesh. Eventually the shirt passed her straining nipples. We both pulled it down and Kate struggled to remove her arms from the confines of the smooth white cotton. Her lightly sweat-covered breasts sprang free and the shirt was left as a pool of white fabric below her tummy-button, pleasurably concealing our mutually thrusting crotches. I reached up to toy with Kate's nipples, which by now were sticking out prominently from the dark aureole. I scratched them gently with my fingernails, then pressed them in with my thumbs, before finally pinching them between thumb and forefinger. This provoked squeals from Kate and a burst of rapid humping as she rode my by now tortured cock-flesh. I knew I wasn't going to hold out much longer, a realisation only intensified when moments later Kate leaned forward, stuck her tongue in my mouth and sensuously rolled it round and round, probing and exploring my own mobile tongue. Meanwhile, my hands returned to her magnificent rear, now exploring it under the abandoned shirt and gently soothing the hot, spanked rounds of her buttocks. Working round, I scratched the sides of her upper thighs, before my exploring fingers met at the matrix of her raging cunt. I sensed now that both of us were going to cum at any second. I didn't want to get Kate pregnant, so I took the high risk decision to withdraw my aching prick from her steaming snatch, leave her in desperate straining limbo for a few seconds, then replace the cock with my fingers. I immediately began to explore the prominent sensitive nub of her clitoris whilst Kate moaned and groaned in rapture. Sweet Music Ch. 1 Reaching down inside the shirt, her hand grasped my, now straining rod and poked it through the folds of the shirt, masturbating me vigorously all the while. I knew now that the moment of release was to hand and I speeded up the teasing of her delicious, spasming cunt. With a little scream, Kate came, thrusting and bucking wildly on the inquisitive middle finger of my right hand. That was it: as Kate fell backwards, panting and groaning, lost in the delicious release of her orgasm, I felt my balls tighten and my boiling juice course up my rampant length and erupt in a torrent of spunk. The first explosion gushed like a tidal wave up her belly, a second and even more powerful spasm arced in the air and fell on Kate's face and panting open mouth. As the semen dribbled from her mouth another eruption shot over her neck and breasts, leaving her entire upper body coated in my sticky jism. Utterly sated, Kate fell off me and collapsed, panting, onto the leather sofa, her shirt still wrapped around her hips but with the glistening pink slit of her vagina clearly on view and her upper body coated in a mixture of sweat and jism. She looked utterly wanton as she gazed at me with a far away, utterly satisfied look in her eyes and licked the remaining dribbles of my cock-cream from around her mouth. To the amazement of both of us, my cock suddenly responded with a final unexpected spasm of cum that spurted between her moist, firm breasts. "Th-thank-you, sir, " panted Kate. She stood up, pulled up her shirt and redid the buttons up to her breasts. Inevitably, my spunk immediately soaked through from the tits, leaving the transparent cotton outlining her aureoles and still massively engorged nipples. Then without another word, Kate turned and walked out leaving me exhausted but happy - and wondering whether or not I had just had the most incredible wet-dream of my life. Chapter 2 follows when I clean the cum off the keyboard! Sweet Music Ch. 2 Thanks to all who votted for Chapter One making it (briefly) one of the highest rated stories on the site! If you enjoy this Chapter, do vote for it! Chapter Two: A Shower for Jessica The next day I had a coaching session with the girls. Kate kept looking directly at me with a mischievous grin. I wouldn't have minded if she'd done this when the other girls weren't looking, but Kate didn't seem to care. She was quite brazen. It was a little disturbing - and, at the same time, strangely arousing. After all, just a few hours ago I had fucked this saucy little madam to within an inch of her life and now here she was pretending butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. During the afternoon break, as I was standing making some coffee and the girls were otherwise occupied, Kate quietly walked up behind me, slid an impudent hand between my butt-cheeks and snaked it quickly between my legs to give my balls a squeeze, before suddenly walking away. Naturally, it was some minutes before I could persuade my pulsating dick to subside and we were embarrassingly late re-starting! That evening, sitting in my flat, I reflected on the events of the previous night. There I had been, undressed, just as I was now, wearing only a dressing gown and before I had known it I'd had this delicious young woman over my knee, spanking her at her own request, then fucking her senseless. And all because she had stolen some money. One thing was for sure, I could never report her. If word ever got out about what we'd done - well, not only had I abused my position as teacher, but I was technically an accessory to the crime.... A quiet knock interrupted my panicky thoughts, and my heart virtually leapt into my mouth. A cold terror seized me, though I couldn't help notice a simultaneous throbbing in my groin...I could of course just not answer the door, pretend I was out and have done with it.... I answered the door. Well, wouldn't you?! "Sir, Jessica has something to tell you. Please can we come in?" Both Kate and Jessica were dressed in the same way: a white shirt with the top three or four buttons unfastened and no other clothing - just as Kate had dressed the previous night. Without waiting for an answer, Kate pushed past me leading Jessica by the hand. Once inside Kate turned to me. Gone were the tears that had marked her arrival last night. Now she wore a broad cheeky grin. "Now look," I began, "you really shouldn't...I mean...you..." "Sir, Jessica wants you to know something," Kate interrupted. "Go on Jess, tell him." Jessica fixed me with her big brown eyes. "Sir, I helped Kate steal the money." I groaned. "It's true sir." added Kate, "I went in and stole it while she kept watch." My head was spinning. "Look, I don't want to hear this. If you're going to confess to this, go and see the Principle." "OH SIR!!" They chorused, still grinning. "Sir, you spanked Kate and didn't report her to the Principle..." Oh shit! She'd TOLD her!!! Now I was truly fucked. I began mentally writing my letter of resignation... "...so why can't you spank me too?" Had I heard her right? "That's right sir. Why can't you spank Jessica too? After all we won't tell....and you were SO good at it!" she added with a sexy growl. I HAD heard correctly. Oh my god! I had a second delicious girl in 24 hours asking to be spanked. Oh well. I was going to be fired anyway. Might as well be hanged for a sheep as for a goat.... With a throaty chuckle, Kate led her gorgeous red-haired friend over to the sofa. "Come on sir, get Jessica over your knee. I'll help you." With a mixture of nervousness and excitement churning my guts, I positioned myself on the leather sofa just as I had the previous night when I had spanked Kate's little bottom red raw and fucked her furiously. Now Kate set about preparing the delicious Jessica for the rigors to come. To my delight, she began by unbinding Jessica's incredibly long copper-coloured hair. I had only ever seen it tied - as a ponytail, or in bunches, or pinned-up in a complicated arrangement about her head. This last version while having the advantage of exposing the beautiful nape of Jessica's neck (whose soft smoothness had often been an especially arousing image in my wanking fantasies) nevertheless couldn't possibly equal the gorgeous sight that now greeted my eyes. With the last of the pins removed, Jessica's hair plunged down her back in a dense golden cascade. A quick shake of the head and the silky curtain spread itself across her shoulders and down over her buttocks almost reaching the hem of her flimsy white shirt. It was no use pretending: I already had a massive raging hard-on sticking impudently out of the front of my dressing gown as Kate gently laid her friend over my lap and brought her warm body into intimate contact with my turgid organ. To my amazement, Kate reached under Jessica's shirt and, taking a buttock in each hand, sensuously stroked the pert globes. Jessica groaned and writhed, transmitting little ripples of pleasure through her lower belly to my imprisoned prick. Kate then pushed the shirt up to Jessica's waist, briefly revealing heavenly, creamy buttocks, before smoothing the long hair over them. I spanked. Jessica jumped as though hit by an electric shock, but apart from a sharp gasp, she made no sound. More smacks followed, each met with the same sharp intake of breath. I was spanking the crown of her bottom, my hand first making contact with the smooth shiny locks that covered it. If this was detracting slightly from the impact of the slaps, it was more than compensated by the sensuous feel of the hair under my hand. Kate meanwhile was now kneeling on the couch next to me, stroking her friend's head and cheek, a far away look in her eyes combining tenderness and a certain sadistic wantonness as little Jessica writhed and wriggled under my punishing palm. I was beginning to suspect these two girls might be just a little kinky! I paused in my spanking and began to gently rub Jessica's buttocks, letting the locks of hair slide and slither, some getting trapped in the crack between her cheeks. Jessica moaned loudly, her eyes closed in ecstasy. Kate leaned forward and stifled her friend's moans with a deep, lingeringly sensuous kiss on the mouth. Now it was my turn to groan - the combination of this delectable sight with the wonderful feel of Jessica's buttocks and her continuous slow writhing over my cock was making it hard to control my increasing urge to ejaculate. Kate raised her head and moved forward to kiss me, her tongue hungrily insinuating itself into my mouth. Jessica slowly rose to her knees from my lap and began to untie the belt on my dressing gown, letting the silk material fall open to reveal my muscular body and straining erection. Completely unbuttoning her shirt she opened it to reveal pert, firm tits, by no means large but with the most incredible stiff pointy nipples I had ever seen - almost half an inch long and begging to be sucked. Meanwhile Kate continued to kiss me alternating between sucking my lower lip and teasing my tongue with hers. With her right hand cradling the back of my head her left hand now slid down my bare chest and stomach to join both of Jessica's in circling my crotch. I lay back, shut my eyes and just drank in the sublime feeling of two beautiful girls playing with me. With the cunning of the practiced and wicked little teases they obviously were, they contrived to avoid direct contact with my genitals. Instead their fingers circled and tickled, like snakes slithering through the forest floor of my thighs, belly and pubic hair, occasionally making brief "accidental" contact with my straining testicles. How long this heavenly teasing went on for I have no idea, but after what seemed like an eternity a new sensation transmitted itself. Without warning, a hot wet mouth had clamped itself around my thick glans and was proceeding to suck and lick round and round my bulging cock-head. I have always loved oral sex: the sharp teeth around the shaft, a man-trap that could shut at any moment, combined with the inner softness of the pleasuring mouth; the woman serving her man totally through her oral ministrations, yet at the same time utterly, dangerously, in charge and able to dictate the pace and nature of her pleasure-giving - I have always found this combination the most deeply arousing of all sexual couplings. Here the pleasure was magnified by the unexpectedness of the act at this moment and by my uncertainty, because my eyes were still shut, as to which girl was doing it. Kate's tongue once again slipping into my mouth soon answered the question. I reached down with my right hand to stroke Jessica's lovely hair as she continued to fellate me, whilst my left hand stroked Kate's soft buttocks and began to slip into the warm secret cleft between her cheeks. Pausing to gently scratch her anal ring, I moved forward to fondle her by now familiar vagina which was already dripping hot womanly secretions, showing that Kate was already intensely aroused. I teased up and down the length of her slit, before sliding the middle and index fingers deep inside her succulent pussy. With a little scream, Kate began riding my fingers, head thrown back, her shirt slowly falling off her shoulders to reveal firm heaving breasts. Meanwhile Jessica continued to offer me oral delights, her tongue swirling round and round my pulsating rod, teasing the frenum and rasping the glans. From time to time her insistent licking would yield to deep slow sucks, my cock-head probing the back of her mouth, only to be replaced by a return to the exquisite tongue torture with which she was slowly bringing me to what was likely to prove a copious juicing. Kate humped my fingers more and more insistently, gasping and groaning in rhythm with her thrusts, her love-juices dribbling over my hand. With my right hand, I reached over and began to cup and squeeze her firm young titties, scratching and twirling my fingernails around her lovely nips. This sent Kate over the edge and with a roar she suddenly came, her spasming cunt alternately gripping and releasing my still vigorously wanking fingers. With a grunt of satisfaction, she fell forward onto my reclined body and immediately started to lick downwards, over my chest and stomach, towards my straining rod which was still being orally tormented by Jessica and seemed liable to explode at any moment. "Come on Jess. Give me a lick!" Jessica raised her pretty little face from my raging meatus and grinned, pre-cum dribbling from the sides of her mouth and down her chin. Grasping my shaft by the base, she pointed the head towards Kate's willing mouth which plunged down onto the glans and sucked deeply. I am fortunate in having a nine inch penis and was amazed at how much she managed to take to the back of her throat. Tightening her lips she slowly withdrew so that the shaft emerged with a little pop. The pressure was incredible and the sudden release from her mouth into the cold air was extraordinarily arousing. Wrapping her fingers round Jessica's at the base of my stem, Kate pointed my penis back to her friend's mouth. So began a game, with each girl pointing my cock to the other who then took a single gulp, a slow sensuous withdrawal, followed by returning it to the other to pleasure. This was all proving too much and when Kate and Jessica's fingers started a gentle palpation of my tender ball-sack, I could stand it no longer. My gonads tightened, an uncontrollable spasm shot through the base of my cock and I unloaded a wad of creamy hot sperm just as Kate pointed me towards Jessica's face. Jessica took the first load full in the mouth. She pointed my dick to her chest as the second emission exploded over her breasts. Kate immediately lent forward and urgently wrapped her lips around my glans so that the remaining pulses discharged into her mouth. Withdrawing from my wilting shaft, Kate brought her mouth to Jessica's and they kissed, lingeringly, allowing my spunk to dribble from one mouth to the other and down their chins and breasts. Kate leaned forward and began to lick the cum from Jessica's tits, pausing to tease and torture those incredibly long nipples. Jessica shuddered and groaned as Kate greedily slurped. After an age, Kate backed off. "Sir, there's so much spunk over Jessica's boobs, I think she needs a shower. Come on Jess." Leaping off me, Kate grabbed her friend's hand and, giggling, the two jumped up and ran towards the bathroom, leaving me both sated and a little confused by this turn of events. As I recovered my breath, I enjoyed a brief post-orgasmic doze. I think I drifted off for a few minutes, because I awoke to shrieks of laughter coming from the bathroom. Sensing familiar stirrings in my groin, I walked into the bathroom, to find Jessica, naked under the steaming shower and Kate, still wearing her unbuttoned shirt, soaping her up. I paused in the doorway to take in this delightful sapphic sight. The bathroom was completely tiled with the shower in one corner, no shower-screen was necessary, so my view was unrestricted. Jessica was already well lathered and Kate was working the creamy soap well into the pert little breasts, paying special attention to those amazingly long nipples. Her hands moved lower, making little circling motions around her belly - and on, ever downwards, to Jessica's soaked auburn pubis. This was the first proper view I'd had of Jessica's mound - the subject of so many midnight wank-fantasies - and I was delighted to find it as springy and bushy as I'd hoped. Kate's inquisitive fingers slowly moved onwards into Jessica's intimate cleft, whilst Jessica, steadying herself against the wall, willingly parted her legs. "Oooh sir, Jessica's soooo juicy! Come and feel her!" I needed no further encouragement and joined Kate in the spray of the shower to offer another willing pair of hands in the soaping of Jessica. Between us we ran our lathered hands over every part of her body, causing Jessica to pant and groan with delight. I took great pleasure in finally stroking and teasing the perky nipples, whilst Kate concentrated on her buttocks and inner thighs. We kissed freely and sensuously: me and Kate; Kate and Jessica; Jessica and me, all the time fondling and exploring this gorgeous girl's luscious young body. Then I had a wicked idea. Leaving Kate to continue her ministrations, I picked up the steaming shower-head, pointed it at Jessica's breasts...and suddenly turned the controls to cold! Jessica and Kate shrieked in unison as the freezing water hit them - though it was worse for Jessica as she took the main force. I quickly played the shower over her body as she squealed with genuine outrage. "Stop it, you bastard! Oh fuck! Shit! You fucking bastard!" I turned off the shower with a chuckle. "Now, now, Jessica. Mind your language young lady. We can't have you speaking to a teacher in that way!" "That's right Sir." chimed in Kate, "I think you'll have to spank her again." "Well at least let me get dry first, you bastards." "Really Jessica," I replied in mock seriousness, "we're going to have to teach you a lesson, aren't we?" Goose-bumps were already forming over Jessica's boobs, thighs and belly, so Kate took a large white fluffy towel, wrapped it round her and patted her half dry. Meanwhile Jessica, her perfect white teeth chattering slightly, began to wring out her soaking long tresses. I picked up Jessica's abandoned white shirt and helped her put it on, leaving it open and exposing her delicate breasts. Jessica pulled her wet hair out of the shirt and drew it into a single golden rope, letting it hang over her left breast and all the way down to her crotch. The moisture from both her hair and her half-wet torso soaked through the cotton, making the material all but transparent. Gaining in confidence all the time and with the added encouragement of a renewed hard-on, I led Jessica over to the hand basin, made her grasp the basin and bend over. Kate assisted, ensuring that Jessica's legs were straight and her back fully bent so that her cute little bottom poked out invitingly under the shirt. I lifted the shirt tail and enjoyed for the second time that evening the delicious sight of Jessica's firm young globes. I couldn't resist reaching out and stroking them, taking a buttock in each hand, as Kate had done earlier and jouncing and jiggling the twin mounds, before bringing all my fingers together for a brief concerted tease of her hot slit. Jessica stiffened, raised her head and inhaled sharply: "Oh! You bastard! You dirty bastard! Oh yes! YE-E-S-S-S-S!!!" "Language Jessica!" I admonished, landing a vigorous slap across the middle of her buttocks with a resounding crack! "Perhaps this would be better Sir." suggested Kate, grinning as she handed me my own wooden handled hairbrush. Grasping the handle and turning it back to front, I brought it down with a crisp thwack! on her left cheek, followed rapidly by another thwack! on the other. Jessica yelped but stayed in position. I struck again and began methodically alternating the strokes as Jessica's increasingly red and tormented bottom writhed in response. Her vocal reaction however was quite different, the initial yelps gradually calming to a series of guttural grunts which began to take on a sound suspiciously similar to noises of sexual arousal. Meanwhile, the sight of her wiggling backside affording the occasional tantalising glimpse of pink vulva was getting me hornier than ever - a fact emphasised when Kate eventually came up behind me, snuggled her firm breasts into my back, reached round to grasp my dick and began a slow masturbation in synchronisation with my spanks. I became aware that Kate was gently pushing me forward, guiding my penis towards Jessica's moistening slit. Eventually the spanking stopped and I abandoned myself completely to the delectable sensation of my throbbing pole being inserted into the hot wet sleeve of Jessica's tight vagina. And she was certainly tight! I had to thrust several times and from a number of positions to gain purchase. The moment the head locked itself in her channel Jessica cried out and her legs crumbled. Jessica went down on her knees and I followed her, still locked into her willing slot. Adjusting to this doggy-fuck position on the bathroom floor I began to establish a slow thrusting motion. Jessica pushed back to meet my thrusts and soon we established a rhythm offering maximum penetration for me and deep stimulation for her - compounded by my reaching round to gently tease the tight nub of her clitoris. "Oh fuck, yes! Yes! YES!! Oh F-U-C-K!!!" cried Jessica, as my pleasuring of her became increasingly insistent. "Yes, you bastard! Oh YES! You fucking dirty gorgeous bastard!! Fuck me! Yes! Oh, oh, oooooooohhhhhh! YES! OH FUCK!!! YES!!!!" (Really, the language these young ladies pick up in these exclusive schools nowadays!). Meanwhile, Kate had perched herself on edge of the lavatory, just inches from Jessica's face and was now parting her long legs to reveal her moist and shaven snatch. She thrust out her crotch towards her friend who responded by leaning further forward with each of my thrusts, so that her face came closer and closer to its wet and fleshy goal. I assisted by pushing with extra sustained force on one particular thrust, sending Jessica head first into the cunt of the wanton Kate. As Jessica's tongue made contact with her friend's vulva Kate threw her head back and gasped. Jessica then began the long slow process of teasing Kate's vagina, first delicately tonguing the clitoris, before sucking the little nubbin between her lips. Kate was soon deliriously writhing from side to side, head thrust back, eyes closed and mouth open, whilst I continued to bury my cock in the hot sleeve of Jessica's cunt. The force I was transmitting through my fucking motion made it feel that I was screwing both Kate and Jessica simultaneously, with Jessica's cunniligual tongue acting as an extension of my penis. The three of us were a kind of living erotic sculpture. Only one thing was needed to make our fucking circle complete and it was Kate who eventually made the move to remedy this. Sweet Music Ch. 2 Getting down on the bathroom floor, Kate lay on her back and slid herself in a 69 position underneath Jessica, her gaping vagina offered to her friend's willing tongue. Kate struggled to make oral contact with Jessica's twat, which my cock was so vigorously servicing, but in our doggy position we were a little too high. I bent my knees so that I was now half-kneeling, half-squatting over Kate's face, while Jessica stuck her legs straight out behind me - as if I was giving her a "wheelbarrow". In this position, and with my own legs widely parted, Kate was now able to administer long wet licks all the way from Jessica's throbbing clitoris, along the underside of my cock, across my dangling balls (pausing to lightly nibble and tease), all the way to my puckered asshole. The exquisite sensations caused both Jessica and I to writhe in delight and encouraged Jessica to new heights of oral virtuosity as she continued to torment her friend's aching pussy. There was one last element to add to this debauched tableau: I recommenced the spanking of Jessica's hot buttocks. This caused Jessica to buck and writhe, her screams muted by the mouthful of Kate's dripping snatch that she was currently devouring. The renewed vigor of Jessica's gyrations, caused Kate to intensify her oral stimulation of our genitals. She reached up and began to supplement her licking with manual pleasure-giving, scratching and tickling my scrotum and placing an exploratory finger between my embedded shaft and Jessica's clit. With an animal howl, Jessica came. It happened with a ferocity I have never before witnessed. Kate was not far behind, thrashing from side to side, screaming obscenities as her wet snatch finally achieved desperately needed release. This in turn set me off: I slid out of Jessica who spun round just in time to catch the first of my explosive spurts, my cum arching into the air, falling over the faces of both girls. Jessica immediately wrapped her lips around my glans to take the remaining spurts in her mouth, while Kate eagerly sucked my balls. Jessica's mouth, filled to overflowing with my boiling balsam, dribbled spunk onto Kate's chin and neck, sucking my dry before licking the remaining cum off Kate's beautifully sticky and glistening face. Utterly sated, we collapsed on the tiled bathroom floor in exhaustion, until the two girls stirred themselves, gently kissed me once each on the mouth and left my flat without another word. Chapter 3 to follow... Sweet Music Ch. 3 The next day passed in a fever of anticipation. During the afternoon I coached the girls on a quartet, but it was impossible to concentrate. There was extreme sexual tension in the air and both Kate and Jessica were making a lot of stupid mistakes. My own thoughts veered between aroused recollection of the previous night's fucking and nervousness about how much Nina and Lucy knew about this and what their reaction would be if they found out. Come the evening, I was at boiling point. I had been walking around all day with a more or less permanent erection and eventually resolved that if nothing happened by 10pm I would just have to take myself in hand. Shortly before 10 I could just make out soft footsteps in the corridor outside my flat. They approached and stopped outside my door. The previous night I had heard nothing before the fateful knock. My visitors had come barefoot. Now, as a quiet tap at the door sent a surge of excitement to my loins, I knew something would be different. All four girls stood before me, all identically clad in unbuttoned white shirts and little ankle boots of the softest leather. My cock pulsed in appreciation as, without a word, they entered my apartment, Jessica leading Nina by the hand; Kate with her arm around Lucy's slender waist. I noticed too that, for some reason, Kate was carrying a plastic bottle... "Sir, Lucy and Nina were in on it too. " began Kate, "Jess and I think they should be punished too. " So, they were still using that flimsy pretext! Well, I was far enough into this game to play along. Besides, they do say a stiff prick has no conscience. And mine was getting stiffer by the minute!! "Well, I guess it's up to Lucy and Nina, isn't it? Do you want to be punished, girls?" Both grinned and nodded enthusiastically. I positioned myself on the leather sofa, just as I had the previous night, while Kate and Jessica led Nina, like a sacrificial lamb, towards the place of spanking. As she positioned herself over my lap I gazed appreciatively at her gorgeous dark-skinned body - her firm thighs disappearing under the hem of the shirt, her rounded breasts gently bouncing, the nipples already hard and roused against the soft white cotton. Her beautiful young face, with its enormous brown eyes and full luscious mouth, was framed by a long mane of glossy black hair currently tucked inside the shirt. It would be a great pleasure eventually to release those flowing locks and spread them out sensuously. As Nina laid herself across my lap I thrilled at the sight of those muscular thighs and the contrast her glistening coffee-coloured skin made with the pure white of her flimsy shirt. Jessica slowly lifted Nina's shirt to expose the most delectable arse I had ever seen. Both Jessica and Kate possessed fantastic buttocks, but Nina's flawless globes were quite beyond belief! Firm and muscular, but with the softest, smoothest skin and a deep, inviting cleft, they were just made for stroking, spanking and teasing - and that was exactly what I intended to do. Well-practiced by now in the art of chastisement, I immediately began with strong, sharp slaps, which issued a loud CRACK! and caused Nina to cry out in shock. "Shit!!!" This was the first word I had heard Nina utter and it was spat out with real venom. "Oooh Sir!" giggled Kate, "Did you hear what Nina just said?" "Yes Sir," added Jessica, with a grin, "I think she deserves extra punishment don't you?" "Fuck off, you bitches!" said Nina, clearly recovering her breath from the initial shock, but turning round with a big smile, convincing me that I hadn't overstepped the mark. "I'm quite capable of taking this without any help from you lot. " Slightly less fiercely, it must be admitted, I continued to spank Nina's deliciously wobbling mounds, my erection now pressing urgently against her hard tummy. I alternated each series of slaps with gentle, soothing stroking across her twin mounds, my fingers occasionally brushing casually against her crack. Nina began to writhe and wriggle in response, her crotch pushing towards my own. Suddenly Kate dashed off into my kitchen, carrying the plastic bottle she had brought. Moments later I heard the buzz of the microwave. "Olive oil. " explained Jessica, "Great for the complexion!" "Extra virgin. " chuckled Lucy. "About the only thing around here that is. " panted Nina. The microwave pinged and Kate returned clutching the bottle. "Always nicer when it's warm Sir!" These girls were obviously no strangers to this sort of thing. I was supposed to be their teacher, but in this respect they were certainly teaching me. Kate turned the bottle upside down over Nina's buttocks and allowed some of the warm oil to dribble out. I knew exactly what to do and began smoothing the oil across her delicious arse. Kate joined in, soon followed by Jessica. Three pairs of hands were now rubbing oil all over Nina's gorgeous bottom and down her thighs. Our hands freely insinuated themselves into the crack between her cheeks, spreading the oil into her cleft, across her shaved pussy-lips and around her anus. I snaked my fingers round to the front of her crotch to caress her shaved pubis and belly, touching my own penis in the process and lubricating it with some of the oil now covering my fingers and dripping from Nina's body. My caresses were obviously arousing Nina as she started to thrust and writhe, pushing her vagina ever more forcefully onto my fingers, until two of them naturally slid inside her hot matrix of pleasure. My manipulations soon began to ease Nina's pubis towards the tip of my lubed-up shaft and as she slowly shifted position I became aware of another delightful sensation - of knowing fingers ever so gently scratching and tickling my scrotum. At first I was unsure whether the fingers belonged to Kate or Jessica, and this only added to my arousal, but eventually the wicked smile on Kate's beautiful little face revealed her as the culprit. God, this girl knew how to tease a man! Her fingernails moved over my straining sac with such gossamer delicacy, that sometimes I could hardly be sure she was touching me at all. Then a slight increase in pressure would cause my balls to tense and tighten as the fingers slowly began to stray towards my rod, tickling my pubes and making little circling motions around the base of the cock before continuing along the shaft, slipping towards the tip. At the end of their journey, Kate's fingernails would gently circle and scratch the glans with studied gentleness, leaving me poised excruciatingly between discomfort and pleasure. It was all I could do to continue the manual stimulation of Nina's vagina. Meanwhile I noticed, with a little ripple of pleasure, that Nina was also involved in a deep, languorous kiss with the gorgeous Jessica, their tongues entwining sensually as Jessica slipped her oil-covered hands inside Nina's open shirt and began to slowly manipulate her breasts. With my free hand, I joined Jessica in exploring Nina's beautiful tits, though for now, due to my position, I had to content myself with stroking them through the thin cotton. Perhaps later I would be able to peel the white shirt open and reveal those mounds in all their glory. A little squeal, like that of a small animal in pain, made me turn. The sound came from Lucy, lying at the other end of the sofa, shirt wide open and legs apart. With her left hand she stroked and caressed her quite ample breasts, while her other hand gently masturbated her own cunt. She was clearly in need of additional stimulation. "Jessica," Kate said, "I think Lucy needs your help. " Jessica was the closest to Lucy and she reacted immediately. "Turn round Lucy and open you legs. " Lucy moved onto her hands and knees, her peachy ass pointing towards us. Jessica lay on her back, her head between Lucy's legs, her own thighs now enclosing Nina's head. As Jessica's tongue got to work on Lucy's clitoris, her own began to receive a vigorous licking from Nina. I shifted my hand from Nina's vulva to Kate's at exactly the same moment Kate took my shaft and introduced it into the hot, wet depths of Nina's dripping cunt. Together, I and my four little shirt-clad nymphets writhed and groaned in the throes of erotic delight. I masturbated Kate, who was gently guiding my cock in and out of Nina's hole. Nina meanwhile was hungrily licking Jessica, who in turn was also practicing her oral skills on the lovely Lucy. With our soft groans of sexual ecstasy, truly the five of us were making sweet music together! Lucy was the first to reach her climax. Perhaps because she wasn't having to think about pleasuring anyone else she was able to concentrate on her own orgasm. At any rate, her thighs closed tightly around Jessica's head as she let out a huge, satisfied groan. "Ye-s-s-s-s-s-s!!! Oh-h-h fu-u-u-u-ck!!!! That's so-o-o-o-o go-o-o-d!!!!!!!!!!!!" This set Jessica off and she began to buck and writhe in the throes of her delicious spasm, just as she had the previous night. I speeded up my fingering of Kate's hot cunt and in what seemed like just a few seconds Kate gently came with a shudder and a sigh. Now temporarily sated, Jessica, Kate and Lucy slid apart from the erotic quintet we had formed and collapsed in panting exhaustion, Kate and Lucy either side of me on the sofa, Jessica at my feet on the floor. This left Nina still over my lap, with my cock firmly embedded in her wet snatch. Without withdrawing, I pulled Nina round so she knelt facing me, slowly humping my prick, head back and eyes closed, her perfect white teeth biting her lower lip. Now was the moment to release that gorgeous black hair. I reached up to the back of her neck and, with both hands, freed the long silky locks from the confines of her shirt, spreading them with my fingers as they fell around her shoulders and down her back. Undoing the last two or three buttons, I opened her shirt fully and gasped at the sight of Nina's perfectly formed chocolatey breasts, slick with the oil Jessica had spread over them, and their stiff, rubbery nipples. I took one breast in each hand and began to rub and caress, scratching those pert nips with the backs of my fingernails and causing Nina to shudder with arousal. Lazily, Kate stirred herself from her post-orgasmic reverie, reached for the bottle of oil and began to dribble it over Nina's chest. The oil slowly oozed between her tits and down towards her perfectly formed belly-button. Kate gently smoothed the oil around Nina's tummy, making delicate circling motions with her fingertips, whilst I concentrated on teasing her hard nipples and resisting the increasing urge to cum as Nina rode my straining cock. Jessica now joined in, slowly stripping the loose shirt from Nina, leaving the dark-skinned beauty completely naked except for her tiny ankle boots. Then, taking the bottle from Kate, Jessica pushed Nina's long hair over one shoulder and began to dribble oil down her back, working it into Nina's flawless skin as she went. Jessica slowly massaged her way towards Nina's buttocks, punctuating her sensuous caresses with sharp slaps to those gorgeous mounds, sending shock waves of pure pleasure coursing through my pulsing rod in the process. Jessica's soothing strokes also took in the underside of my slick cock and I groaned in helpless, delirious delight as she poured more oil into the palm of her hand, cupped my balls and began to jiggle, squeeze and gently massage the warm slimy liquid into my sac. By now Lucy had stirred herself on the sofa, approaching me on her hands and knees, sliding her slippery wet tongue into my mouth and hungrily entwining it around my own. She was soon joined by Kate and together they took turns at French kissing me and each other. Gradually they shifted their oral attentions down my body, kissing and biting my neck, before moving to my chest and taking a nipple each which they rasped with their tongues, making me groan in unexpected delight. They eventually resumed their journey downwards, pausing to lick and kiss my belly, their tongues swirling around my navel. By now I was in an agony of anticipation and it seemed like an eternity before the inevitable happened: Kate and Lucy's fingers joined in, exploring my pubis and the root of my rampant shaft. Whilst one girl continued to tickle and lick my stomach, the other would gently tease the base of my cock, taking time also to lick Nina's swollen clitoris causing her to cry out. With Jessica continuing to manipulate, and occasionally gently nibble, my oiled-up balls, this delicious torture was becoming unbearable. Pretty soon I was going to cum - and I knew that when I did it was going to be a truly spectacular orgasm. I reached out with both hands and found that I could easily impale Kate and Lucy's snatches with my fingers. I savoured the different feel of each cunt - Kate's smooth and shaven, Lucy's covered in downy, dark hair - as the girls continued their oral and manual ministrations to Nina and myself. Of the four girls, only Nina hadn't cum so far and it was becoming increasingly clear from her urgent thrusts and breathless panting that she was fast approaching her climax. Her three friends turned their attentions to her. Lucy and Kate licked and manipulated her clitoris, whilst Jessica insinuated a lubricated finger deep into Nina's ass, giving my cunt-embedded cock an interesting sensation in the process. This all proved too much for Nina: suddenly she tensed, froze rigid for several seconds as though turned to stone, then a low groan issued from her lips, gradually rising in pitch and volume to an ear-splitting scream of sexual release which seemed to last forever. Slowly, very slowly, Nina came down from her shattering climax and fell forwards onto my chest, still panting from her exertions, her long hair falling over my face. As Jessica pulled my cock out of Nina's cunt and began wanking it vigorously, I knew my own release could not be far away. Kate and Lucy seemed to sense this and, moving off the couch to join Jessica kneeling on the floor, they joined her in massaging and fellating my long thick shaft, passing the knob from one hot wet mouth to another. The combined sensations soon brought me to my own climax. Slowly, I felt the tell-tale signs of my cock starting to pulse and throb, the muscle tensing and releasing involuntarily. My balls spasmed, I felt my hot juice rushing up the shaft and I knew I was lost. With a roar I came, the spunk shooting out with a force I had never before experienced. The first wave shot in an arc over my head to hit the wall behind. The next few spurts, less fierce but just as copious, landed on Nina, who was still lying on top of me, covering her back and landing in her luxuriant black hair. Kate, Jessica and Lucy simultaneously grabbed my cock to try to catch the final spurts over their faces and mouths and as my shattering orgasm subsided, they slowly began to lick every trace of spunk from my throbbing meatus and from Nina's glistening, white-streaked back. "That just leaves Lucy doesn't it?" said Kate with a wicked chuckle. "Come on Lucy, you're the only one Sir hasn't fucked. Get on the floor. " Obligingly, Lucy spread herself on the floor, her shirt wide open, her firm well-rounded breasts heaving with excitement. Kate and Jessica both slipped out of their own shirts as Nina slid down my body to join her friends on the floor. To my surprise, Nina and Jessica immediately pinned Lucy's arms to the ground whilst Kate straddled her legs. "You see Sir, Lucy's really ticklish," explained the mischievous Kate. "And we like to torture her. " added Jessica. "She enjoys it really. " "But actually we don't really care whether she enjoys it or not!" giggled Nina, "do we girls?" They all laughed, including the lovely Lucy, whose laughter soon turned to yelps as Jessica, Kate and Nina began to run their tickling fingertips across Lucy's tummy, up her sides and under her armpits. Lucy started to writhe in torment. "No-o-o-o-o-o!!!!" she cried in between desperate giggles, "Oh you bastards!! Stop!! You... fucking... bastards!!!. You... know... how... oooooooooh... how... ticklish... I... am!!!!!N-O-O-O-O-O!!!!!!" This just seemed to encourage them and the three tormentresses proceeded to deep and expert tickling of Lucy's sides, from ribs to the top of her hips, and her lower abdomen, just above her luxuriant dark pubes. As Lucy thrashed from side to side I couldn't resist gently stroking my cock, which was once again fully erect. Suddenly Jessica shifted position and Lucy's screams were partly muffled, as Jessica squatted over her face and brought a luscious cunt to Lucy's mouth. Lucy had no choice but to lick and suck on the sweetmeat whilst Jessica, her long auburn locks tumbling over her face and breasts began to ride her friend's face. As Nina continued the tickling, Kate relinquished her position astride Lucy's thighs, only to grasp Lucy's calves and pull her legs up in the air, thus exposing Lucy's ample buttocks to my lustful gaze. I knew exactly what to do. Lucy was the only one who had not yet been spanked. I knelt down, grabbed the now abandoned bottle of oil, poured what was left over Lucy's bottom, spread it around, then started to spank her with vigorous wet slaps. Poor Lucy didn't know where to put herself: half smothered by Jessica's cunt over her mouth, she couldn't cry out, Nina was still tickling her without mercy and now I was smacking her bottom with great relish whilst Kate held her legs in an uncomfortable position. It was all too much - Lucy lost control and began to pee. Now I've never been particularly attracted to lavatorial sex. I know it turns some people on and that's cool, but it has never held any personal appeal for me. But at this moment, I got truly excited. As a little puddle developed on the floor (luckily a hard-wearing rug!), I too lost control - though in a different way. Grabbing Lucy's legs from Kate, I held them open, brought my throbbing penis up against her glistening vagina and mounted her. Lucy bucked from side to side, but this just served to impale me deeper. Kate stood up to straddle Lucy's body with her back to me and, keeping her long legs straight, bent forward so I had a full view of her asshole and shaven cunt. I leaned forward, taking care not to release the pressure on Lucy's pussy and pushed my tongue into Kate's ass, penetrating and probing as Kate moaned with pleasure. To my amazement, Kate came almost instantaneously. I had never known a girl have an orgasm so quickly. Now I started to really pound Lucy, penetrating deeply with every thrust and speeding up my fucking motion until my cock was pistoning in and out of her pussy like an engine. Even in this restricted position, Lucy was attempting to meet my thrusts and was clearly working to her orgasm. The first scream came from Jessica, who finally got her release via Lucy's oral stimulation. She fell to one side and collapsed in a panting heap on the floor. Next Nina roared her own orgasm and, for the first time I realised she had stopped tickling Lucy and had concentrated instead on masturbating herself to another climax. Now Lucy finally achieved her own climax. I felt her cunt throb and spasm around my pulsing penis as, with a howl, she reached her peak of ecstasy. This set me off. I felt my orgasm rushing through my cock which I whipped out of Lucy's quim, just in time to release what seemed like gallons of boiling jism all over Lucy's beautiful face and body. As I fell back inn exhaustion, Nina, Kate and Jessica descended like vultures on their friend's exhausted body, as well as my ravaged penis, to lick every last drop of cock-cream from out flesh. Sweet Music Ch. 3 The five of us lay together on the floor, gently sucking and licking in semi-slumber. What a night this had been! Four gorgeous, horny young girls - and I had helped satisfy them all. I felt great!! Hope you enjoyed this latest instalment. If you did, be sure to vote for it. With the right encouragement, I may even manage to write the final - and wildest! - part of this story... Sweet Music Ch.4 The hot, steamy shower poured onto our backs. Jessica grunted rhythmically as I pounded her from behind. Holding a soaking strand of her gorgeously long, auburn hair in each hand, I felt as though I was riding a wild young mare, desperately reigning her in as she galloped to the edge of the abyss. Too late: with a scream, Jessica powered to her shattering orgasm. I released her hair and reached round to grab her small, apple-like breasts, tweaking her long nipples through the material of her flimsy white shirt, which was now completely transparent from the soaking of the shower. Jessica’s tight, hairy pussy pulsed around my throbbing dick as the orgasm coursed through her body. This was too much. I withdrew, flipped her tiny body round, undid the few remaining buttons on her shirt and exploded my boiling cock-juice, first over her cute freckled face then, in a final convulsive spasm, over her tits and muscular tummy. I collapsed on top of her and we lay still for a while, panting furiously. Then we kissed deeply. I plunged my tongue deep into her mouth, enjoying the salty taste of my spunk on her lips. Our tongues sparred and jousted before Jessica withdrew her mouth and, scooting forward beneath me, slowly licked her way down my chest and stomach, taking my spunk-coated, still-erect manhood between her lips and gently, thoroughly, licking it clean of every single drop of warm semen. Still I did not soften and soon my cock was pulsing again as Jessica’s lips wrapped round my slippery glans, sliding down the shaft almost to the base. Her throat contracted round my hard meat for a few seconds and she withdrew until, again, the tip of my cock grazed her soft lips. Then her mobile, exploring tongue washed around my glans and, again, her mouth and throat engulfed me. Again and again, this torture was repeated, sometimes agonisingly slow, sometimes quickly and urgently. Eventually, I could take it no longer. My balls tightened and jerked as I unleashed another rope of hot creamy spunk into Jessica’s warm, eager mouth… ----------------------------------------------- Life had been busy of late: ever since the first sexual encounter in my apartment with the quartet of naked beauties – Jessica, Kate, Nina and Lucy – every night had brought new erotic experiences with one…or more…or all of them. My dick often felt as though it had been through a mincing machine, but so far had always somehow managed to rise to the occasion as demanded by my insatiable young charges. The heights of pleasure had been incredible and I had never believed it possible for a human being to generate as much spunk as I had been spending in the cunts and mouths and hair, as well on the tits tummies and bottoms of these beautiful girls. Among the many delights I had discovered whilst unlocking the womanhood of my girls, particular pleasures had included discovering the extreme sensitivity of Lucy’s pert nipples (which by simply gently scratching with my fingernails I found could unfailingly bring her to orgasm), torturing Nina’s dark unshaven cleft with my tongue for minutes on end until she screamed with lust, and giving Kate wave upon wave of climax by spanking her buttocks while buried balls-deep in her hot quim. All the time, there was the vague fear that one of them would report me to the Principal. OK, they were all over 18 and what we were doing was legal. But still…Nevertheless, they were in it at least as deep as I was - and besides, they were obviously enjoying it just as much as me. They seemed to take pleasure in exposing me and themselves to insanely dangerous situations: I could be taking a class and Nina, sat directly in front of me, slouched low in her chair and knowing I had a clear view under her desk, would open her legs and let her short skirt ride up…to show that she was not wearing panties. She would then mercilessly tease me throughout the class, occasionally dipping her finger into her vagina and diddling her clit, before bringing her finger up to her beautiful mouth and slowly licking her own sticky juices, all the time fixing me with her lustful gaze. My cock would be in a permanent state of torment. Then there was the time when, walking down the corridor, I came face to face with Kate. She fixed me with her huge cheeky grin before more or less pushing me into a storeroom, pulling down my zipper and frantically sucking and masturbating me until I spasmed into her mouth. She then simply swallowed my spunk, licked her lips, kissed me on the cheek and walked out as though nothing had happened, leaving me standing in the middle of the room with my trousers around my ankles and a dripping, semi-erect cock still throbbing with arousal. Still catching my breath, I looked around the storeroom. I’d never set foot in here before – what a place! Just about every item of equipment that had been replaced in the last 25 years seemed to have ended up in here: old TVs, blackboards, chairs, old-style desks with the seat built into the iron frame. Imagine a modern-day Ms. in this establishment deigning to park her pert little derrière on one of those! There was even an old-fashioned teacher’s desk and out of curiosity I opened one of the drawers…and my heart skipped a beat. Sitting there was a flat black object, about 2 inches wide and 18 inches long – a leather strap! I picked it up and took a closer look. It was surprisingly heavy, with a wicked looking split at one end that ran about 6 inches down the centre. I weighed it in my right hand and brought it down with a CRACK into my left palm. Fuck! It hurt – quite amazingly. My palm was instantly red hot and tingling ferociously. That wasn’t the only part of me that was tingling as my imagination began to speculate about all the naughty young ladies whose bottoms had been savaged by this now obsolete instrument of correction. Zipping up my pants with difficulty I resolved to return when I was able to transfer this discreetly to my briefcase. Meanwhile, I wondered what else was lying around in that junkroom… ------------------------------------- My favourite moments continued to take place in the privacy of my own flat. There, of an evening, I could relax and enjoy the ministrations of these gorgeous girls without fear of being caught ‘in flagrante’ and I experienced pleasure of a kind I never thought possible. A particular delight was to lie on the bed, Jessica and Nina next to me, each taking turns to spank the other’s pert bottom and lick and nibble her clitoral bud, whilst Kate and Lucy worked me up in their own special way. This involved quickly running the tips of their fingers around my belly and chest. Doesn’t sound much, but they did this with such gossamer-like lightness that I never quite knew whether they were touching or not. The effect was staggering - exquisite torture that seemed to go on for hours – and all the time those fingertips travelled within millimetres of my pulsing rod, but never quite touched it. Perhaps they occasionally strayed to the pubis - and paused to circle and tease – only to withdraw almost as soon as contact was made. It wouldn’t take long before my whole body was screaming for release, my pelvis making involuntary movements to try to push my penis into their hands. Then, just at the moment when I thought I would go completely insane, a fingertip would lightly brush the side of my shaft, before returning to circling my abdomen. A fingernail might gently scratch my straining ball-sack, before setting off to play with my nipples. Then suddenly – a new sensation: more a breath than a touch: warm breath caressing the end of my prick, followed by a slightly rough pressure, but wet, warm, yielding, mobile. A tongue, sliding up and down, tickling the end before snaking slinkily to the scrotum. Onwards, along the sensitive spot between cock and asshole – and round and in….and back up the shaft to torment the bell once more. Again, the same motion, sliding slowly down to my balls and beyond…and all the time, fingertips softly circling and stroking my belly…Then, suddenly, a different pressure - a strong suction as my cock was caught between knowing female lips and devoured to the back of the throat. A few seconds of exquisite oral masturbation and my saliva-coated pole emerged with a pop from the pouting lips, my balls spasmed and pumped and I started to unleash a torrent of boiling jism over Lucy’s face. As my cock continued to pulse and throb, Kate got to work hungrily licking my sensitive glans and, when that was thoroughly cleaned, lapping the dribbling spunk from Lucy’s face. The next day I was walking down the corridor when I heard Kate’s voice coming from the open door of one of the girls’ bedrooms. She was evidently in deep conversation with the other members of the quartet. “…Well how is he going to find out? Look Lucy, stop worrying.” “I agree with Lucy,” said Jessica, “if he finds out we made up the story about stealing the money, we’re all in the shit. He’ll know we just did it to get into his pants and make him write good references for us.” “Don’t worry, after the fuckings we’ve given him, he’ll write anything we want him to.” laughed Nina, “Yeah, that’s right.” said Kate, “He’s not going to do anything when he knows he’s onto a good thing like this. Look, he’s getting great fucking. We’re getting great fucking. Everybody’s happy. I’ve got him wrapped round my finger.” “Last time I looked, I thought it was your fingers that were wrapped round him!” quipped Jessica and all four giggled. So that was their game! The little bitches! Pretending to have stolen the money as a way to seduce me and use me to get on in the world. We would soon see about that. These uppity over-privileged little madams needed a lesson they wouldn’t forget…and I knew just the way to teach them…. Later that evening all four girls stood at the door of my apartment, all identically dressed in loose white shirts and ankle boots. My cock instantly stiffened under my silk dressing-gown at the sight of these delectable nymphs. Earlier that day I had ordered them in a stern voice all to present themselves after lights-out. They had giggled and grinned at each other at the time, obviously relishing the apparent mock-severity of the demand, and now they stood before me with the same insolent expression – an expression I planned to change before the evening was out. They processed in line into the apartment, firm braless young breasts bouncing enticingly under flimsy unbuttoned shirts, stiff nipples pressing up hard and dark against the thin cotton. “Girls, the game is up.” I began, as we stood in front of the leather sofa in my sitting room, “I overheard your little conversation this afternoon. I know exactly why you pretended you stole the money.” I paused to register the look of alarm on their faces, before continuing, “If you think you can exploit me, then you have severely underestimated me.” “You bastard!” exclaimed Kate, “You were fucking snooping on us!” “HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT!” I roared – and for the first time, a look of real concern crossed their faces, “Bend over..!” Kate hesitated, unsure of herself for the first time in this entire charade. “….NOW!!!” I yelled. Meekly, Kate positioned herself on her knees, arms resting on the cushions, in the manner to which she had become so accustomed during our many sessions of punishment-play in recent weeks. Slowly she bent forward, allowing her rear to present itself to my gaze. “And the rest of you….MOVE!!!” Lucy, Jessica and Nina all hurried to join their friend at the sofa. There was now a real tension in the air, a feeling that the power had suddenly shifted from them to me. I began my preparations… Slowly and gently I slid the tail of each girl’s shirt up and over her bottom, gradually exposing each pair of smooth and, I was delighted to see, un-knickered, buttocks. Next, taking a bottle of slightly warmed baby oil, I applied the contents liberally to each backside, pausing at each upturned bottom to massage the slippery liquid into the skin and giving plenty of attention to the crack between their legs. This elicited low groans of pleasure from each girl as my oiled fingers snaked and slithered their way around their lustful vaginas. I moved in turn from Kate, to Jessica, to Nina, to Lucy – and back – until I had ensured that each cunt was adding its own dripping juices to the warm sensuous oiling it was receiving. However I was careful not to let any of them go over the edge into a full orgasm. I wanted to keep them all on the brink, in anticipation of Phase 2! I withdrew my hands, and wiped them on a towel. I needed dry hands for the next part of the entertainment. Reaching under the sofa, taking care not to let the girls see it, I pulled out the leather strap I had found in the store room. After testing its weight for a moment, I brought it down with a sharp CRRRAAACKKK!! across the middle of Kate’s bottom. A moment’s pause, then Kate yelped with shock and pain as the heat rushed through the nerve-endings of her backside. Quick as a flash, before she had time to recover, I brought the strap down for a second time, a little lower down her bottom – to be rewarded with another yelp of protest. The third and fourth strokes were destined for Jessica, who had still not quite grasped what was happening. Her gasps and sobs soon joined those of her lovely friend. Nina and Lucy, of course, had more time to prepare, but even they were caught unawares by the speed and ferocity of the strapping. Soon the room was filled with the sound of girlish grunts and sniffs as four pairs of red-streaked buttocks wobbled and jiggled under the severe discipline of the firm leather. I paused, and immediately the girls moved to place soothing hands gingerly on warmed nether regions. “WHO SAID YOU COULD TOUCH YOURSELVES?!! TAKE YOUR HANDS AWAY!!!” All four quickly removed their hands and the warmed orbs continued to wiggle and throb as the girls shifted their weight from one knee to another in a desperate effort to achieve relief. I walked over to the drinks cabinet and poured myself a Scotch. As the fiery liquid slipped down my throat I contemplated the delicious sight of the four writhing bottoms. Another sip and it was time to warm them up again… Once again, I slowly slathered baby oil over the tortured teenage mounds. Using both hands, I could service two girls at once, taking time to snake my slimy inquisitive fingers into their warm clefts, tickling and teasing their nubbins and probing deep within the moist sleeve of each vagina. The sobs had now been replaced by moans of arousal, but once again I didn’t let things go too far: as soon as Kate and Jessica began to establish a regular thrusting rhythm against my probing digits, I would withdraw and move to Nina and Lucy, leaving the first pair in cold, frustrating limbo. My second pair would then start to squirm and respond to my teasing caresses, only to be pulled up short as I withdrew and returned to the first pair. Each cycle of lubricated stroking brought the girls closer and closer to sexual release and their panting and grunting became more and more intense….Time for another dose of the strap! CRRACCKKK!!! The leather whistled down and exploded across oiled buttocks. CRRACCKKK!!! Once again each girl writhed in torment as the second kiss of the strap followed the first with scarcely a breath between. CRRACCKKK!!! Bottoms were turned from pink to fiery red as an extra lash landed on each wiggling arse. More oil. More rubbing. More soft explorations of moist, throbbing cunts as each girl pushed herself onto my tormenting fingers in a desperate attempt to overcome the waves of pain through pleasurable release. More frustration, as I brought each to the brink of orgasm, before cruelly withdrawing my fingers and moving to the next girl. Of course, it wasn’t just the girls who were getting frustrated: my cock was by now sticking out of my silk robe like a flagpole. Already the helmet was shiny and slick with pre-cum. I moved from girl to girl, pulling down each loose white shirt to reveal bare shoulders and breasts, then tying the shirt loosely around their waists, like a belt. Turning to Lucy’s upturned butt, I leant forward and slowly slid into her dripping vagina. Lucy gasped and began to frantically buck and writhe against my mercilessly motionless cock. With a delicious slurping sound, I withdrew and plunged straight into Nina’s waiting cunt. Again, the gorgeous dark-skinned beauty began to massage herself against me, adding the little circular motions to her thrusting which made her such a talented and arousing little cock-teaser. Once again, I slipped from Nina’s oily depths before she had time to achieve release and moved to the lovely freckled arse of Jessica. Here I lingered to tickle the underside of her thighs with the tips of my fingers before sliding my probing length into her dripping pussy and insinuating a greasy finger into her arse. Jessica began fucking my cock like a demon, howling her way towards erotic satisfaction: “Yes! You bastard!! Oh YESSS!! You gorgeous fucking bastard!! YESSS!! YESSSSSSS!!!!! OH GOD!!! I’M GOING TO COME!!! YESSS!! YESSSSSSSSS!!! I’M GOING TO………………” …..I withdrew, plunged straight into Kate’s succulent quim, spread my legs for extra stability and began a steady rhythmic fucking motion. Reaching round, I trailed my fingertips slowly down her belly and shaved pubis, seeking out her hot little clitoris and adding some manual stimulation to the pounding she was already receiving from behind. In no time at all Kate was at the edge of climax, shouting her need for release. Yet again I slipped out of her, abandoning her throbbing clit just as the moment of crisis was upon her. All four girls were now groaning and writhing as they bent over my sofa. But it was no longer out of pain that their thighs and buttocks heaved and jiggled – the kiss of the strap was long forgotten. Now, in a state of highest arousal, and with self touching strictly off limits, their thighs were rhythmically contracting in a desperate attempt to achieve the release to which I had so recently brought them and so cruelly denied. To watch the erotic ballet of these glistening, writhing bottoms was sheer poetry. To hear the gasps and groans of sexual arousal from my four young beauties was sweet music indeed. It was time for the final part of the ordeal. Once more I discretely reached under the leather sofa….. THWICKKKKK!!! The first explosion of the cane across Kate’s glistening backside was greeted with a second of almost eerie silence, followed by a banshee shriek as a stream of liquid-fire from the springy rod spread in a scalding line across Kate’s poor bottom. THWICKKKKK!!! No sooner had the searing pain registered than the second stroke, catching the sensitive undercurve of her smooth buttocks introduced a whole new dimension of torment. My explorations of the store-room had yielded more than just a leather strap: over in a corner, crowded amongst broken hockey sticks and three-foot long blackboard rulers, I had found the crook-handled, whippy cane I was now wielding with such vigour – a relic of a bygone era when delinquent young ladies were regularly shown the error of their ways through a taste of the bamboo bottom-tickler. Now the moment had come to reinstate it and to give four naughty little Misses the chastisement they so richly deserved THWICKKKK!!! Jessica screamed as the rod slashed her upturned rounds. THWICKKKKKKKK!!! Nina howled as the cane caught her across the tops of her thighs, leaving a livid weal across her perfect chocolatey bum. THWICKKKKKKKK!!!! Lucy groaned as I treated her to the fiery correction offered by the flexible implement. I repeated the process, moving from bottom to wriggling bottom, cracking the cane across the tender burning flesh. Yelps, gasps and groans filled the room as each girl writhed in her own personal hell-fire. My huge erection was by now poking out of my silk robe, pulsing furiously in response to the incredible and delectable sight before my eyes. Sweet Music Ch.4 At length I ceased my ministrations and stepped back to take another sip of Scotch and to enjoy the spectacle of the four quivering girlish backsides criss-crossed with angry red weals. “OK girls, you can rub each other better now.” Jessica sank into Kate’s arms; Lucy into Nina’s and a delicious scene unfolded of four tearful and remorseful young ladies gently comforting one another, murmuring sweet nothings between soft kisses and exploratory caresses of tender bottoms. I threw off my robe and, naked, passed between them, pouring lubricating baby oil onto each mound, pausing to lick salty tears from red faces, to teasingly caress the occasional protuberant nipple or to explore an unhooded and moist clitoris. Hands began to roam more freely as we all lay back on the large leather sofa. Fingers slid over bellies and boobs, tickling and scratching. Pussies responded to the soft probings of hands and tongues. Gentle fingertips began to sport with my testicles and penis as we slowly started to move together in one mass of mutual pleasuring, accompanied all the while by soft kisses, licks and nibbles across all our bodies. The punishment was over; the lesson learned. It was time for us all to enjoy the release we so desperately needed. I reached over to a fruit bowl on the table directly behind and took a bunch of large, thick bananas. Ripping them from the stalk, I handed one to each girl. They knew exactly what to do – we had played this game before. Each took a firm thick fruit and slowly inserted it in another girl’s dripping vagina, sawing it slowly and rhythmically backwards and forwards. Musical as they were, they gradually began to synchronise in a single pumping action, sighing and grunting all the while as they masturbated each other to climax. I watched the spectacle with delight, idly pushing my hot throbbing cock first into Jessica’s mouth, then Nina’s then Lucy’s, excitedly comparing the delicious sensations of their various fellating techniques. I reached over to Kate and began to help work the banana faster. Soon I was rewarded with the superb sight of her warm cunt beginning to spasm and drip as the first wave of post-punishment orgasm hit her. Utterly abandoned, Kate howled her climax, which, combined with the suckling I was now inflicting on her sensitive nipples, set off lovely Lucy’s orgasm. Nina and Jessica had by now moved to a 69 position and were vigorously pleasuring each other with the probing fruit. Jessica’s lapping tongue on Nina’s clit and mine on hers started both of them on the long road to orgasmic fulfilment which at length arrived amid ecstatic groans and cries. My own crisis was drawing near - and I wanted all four of them to share my boiling spunk. I stood and all the girls knelt before me, gazing adoringly up, their faces a study in sweet lust and wanton desire. Kate wrapped her soft hand around my turgid meat and gently began a slow, deep masturbation. Lucy and Jessica took turns to tickle and scratch the underside of my ball-sack, coaxing my sperm as though tickling a cat under the chin, whilst Nina’s long tongue teased the end of my prick each time Kate’s wank-stroke stripped back my slippery foreskin. Deep within my churning gonads, I began to feel the spunk tingle and rise. My balls tightened and spasmed as the bubbling jism began to course through my tumescent length. “YESSSSSSS……YESSSSSSSSS………..OHHHHHHHHHHH……….. FUUUUUUUUUUCCK…….!!!!!!!!!!” With a huge surge, hot cock-juice shot out and arched into the air, spurting in several directions and spraying Kate and Lucy’s waiting mouths. A second blast caught Nina in the face, covering her dark skin with sticky white cum. Jessica moved to lick the precious spunk from her friend’s gorgeous face, just as I aimed the third spurt at her forehead and lovely little freckled nose. Kate continued her wanking action as more and more cream erupted from my cock. Spurt after spurt coursed up my spunk-muscle, bursting out of the end, always into a waiting sperm-drenched mouth. I was totally out of control, roaring my furious orgasm, which seemed to go on for minutes on end as if every drop of water were being drained from my body. Never had I experienced such release – it was almost fightening and the girls watched with a combination of awe and utterly sated lust as the final spasms rocked my body and the last spurts pulsed and dribbled over their faces. After much kissing, licking and gentle stroking of still sore, well-punished bottoms, we collapsed together on the sofa and fell into a blissful post-orgasmic doze. ----------------------------------------- That summer Kate, Jessica, Lucy and Nina (not their real names) left the school, having all gained star scholarships. As expected, they all eventually embarked on a successful career as an all-girl string quartet, playing popped-up versions of the classics while dancing around in skimpy costumes. You may have seen them on TV. I know for sure that their beauty as well as the erotic skills they developed did them no harm at all in working their way up the professional ladder. As for me, I soon left the school, abandoned teaching and went into publishing and freelance writing. And the missing money that started off this whole erotic saga? It was never found. But that summer I went to the Carribean and had the best vacation of my life. Who says crime doesn’t pay?! THE END