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Detention Ch. 01

By: dc25



This is the first chapter of this story, the second one can by found here. 

http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=300547

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Ch. 01 Friday detention

It was my lucky day again. I had drawn the shortest straw in the staff room and had to do double duty on a Friday and 'teach' detention. All I usually did during these situations was sit and read for an hour and half and get paid for it. Doesn't sound too bad except that it was Friday and everyone else would be going home as soon as the bell rang to end the day. Naturally being the youngest teacher at the school had its 'privileges.'

I got to the detention room which today was classroom 24. It was in the back wing of the school so I had a few minutes walk to get there. Why do they make these high schools so big? When I got to the room I got the detention list. The list stated that there were two girls today and that was it. One was Kelly Johnson, who was a good student, but for some reason had missed too many days of school this quarter and now had a day of detention for it. The other girl was Marsha Callaghan, one of the resident 'hot girls' at the school. Both were eighteen year old seniors and only had a few months left of high school before going on to college. There was a special note from Mrs. Brown attached to the list.

It read that Marsha had been caught, again, not wearing underwear to school. I wondered how Mrs. Brown had obtained this information but nevertheless it intrigued me. I decided I would get to the bottom of this when Marsha arrived. If I was in luck maybe she hadn't gotten a pair of panties on since this morning.

Kelly was the first to arrive and seated herself on the right side of the room to my left, my desk being in the front of the room. I said hello to her and told her to make herself comfortable. She was wearing a brown t-shirt with blue jeans and sneakers. Her shoulder length brown hair was up in a ponytail and she quickly made herself busy writing something in her notebook. She was cute but not in a way that any high school boys would appreciate. Me being a bit older was more able to appreciate her looks. I presumed that once high school reunion time came around, all the boys would want what they couldn't have and kick themselves for not trying earlier.

After waiting another ten full minutes, Marsha finally walked in and loudly seated herself in the second chair from the door to my right. She was five feet five with blonde, curly hair and an athlete's body. She was captain of the soccer team after all. She was wearing a pink baseball style shirt and a pink skirt to match. Basically, it was high school Barbie sitting in front of me. She was known for her nice butt around school and the rest of her body was gorgeous to match. She didn't have big breasts, but her breasts fit her body, which is usually more important anyway. Again, this is an older guy talking. The high school boys probably wanted them bigger of course. Her legs were nice and smooth and her tummy to match. I should know since her shirt barely covered her navel and when she lifted her arms to play with her hair, it didn't cover it at all. Her blue eyes completed the package and I wondered if her parents had actually birthed her or bought her in a package complete with attitude.

"Hello, Marsha, so nice of you to join us," I said mockingly to her.

"Thank you, Mr. Jones, I'm sooo glad to be here."

She went about arranging her things, putting her cell phone away for the time being, fixing her hair and basically staring at the clock. I decided to have fun with her since her 'entrance' had annoyed me a bit.

"Marsha, will you please tell me and Kelly why you are here today?" I asked her.

"Ummm, I don't know, why don't you tell us why I'm here? No one told me, that bitch Mrs. Brown just told me I had detention. I complained to Principal McGuire but he said I had to go. I think he's doing Mrs. Brown. I don't know why though since she's so ugly."

I wasn't particularly fond of Mrs. Brown either but I was part of the staff, albeit a new one, and I felt I had to stick up for a fellow teacher when they were under attack from a student.

"Well Marsha, Mrs. Brown informed me earlier that the reason you are here is that you forgot a certain part of your outfit today; is that true?"

"What the hell are you talking about? I look dressed to you don't I? And is there any way we could get this over with? I have soccer practice in thirty minutes and I need to be there. We're playing the Dragons tomorrow and we need to win this game. I am not going out a loser."

This latest outburst had pretty much ticked me off beyond repair. Kelly particularly rolled her eyes during the soccer speech. She is more of the academic variety over athletic. I decided once and for all to actually teach a lesson in detention on this day. One I knew I would enjoy, and hoped Kelly and maybe Marsha would too.

"Well Marsha, Mrs. Brown, informed me that you didn't wear panties again today. Not even a thong, which I was surprised about frankly."

Marsha's faced contorted to something between shock and anger at this while Kelly merely smiled and giggled a bit, enjoying the fact the Marsha was being exposed as being the slut Kelly supposed she was.

"That's ridiculous! How could Mrs. Brown even know that? What a dyke! Is she looking up my skirt or something?"

Kelly butted in at this point, offering some help for Mrs. Brown, which I assumed was one of her favorite teachers. She stated, "Mrs. Brown is a nice teacher and there's nothing wrong with her. She's also not a 'dyke' and if you didn't leave your legs open all day she probably wouldn't have noticed."

Before Marsha could berate Kelly, I jumped in. "Listen, Marsha, if you really want to go to soccer practice and Mrs. Brown was wrong, why don't you just stand up, pull up your skirt and show Kelly and I that you are wearing panties. If you do that, you can go."

"What!? I'm not gonna do that in front of you. What are you, some kind of sicko?"

"Well you wanted a way to get out of detention early didn't you? I'm offering you one. Take it or leave it."

"No, there's no way I'm going to show you anything. I don't need to; I can go call Principal McGuire and get you fired for sexual harassment. You'll never be able to get a job again."

I got up and walked over to the door and shut it, locking it in the process. I had the only key. I walked back and sat on the corner of my desk, facing Marsha.

"Look, obviously you're not wearing panties which is the reason you are here in the first place. So that means you have to stay for the whole detention. No exceptions. Your soccer practice is not my concern; if you wanted to make it there you probably should have thought of putting on some underwear this morning."

I turned to Kelly as Marsha fumed at her desk. "Now Kelly, since you've been nothing but great since getting her and are above all a good student, I will offer you the same proposition as Marsha. You show your panties to the both of us, you get to go home early. If you don't feel comfortable doing this and want to remain here for the next ... hour and twenty minutes then that's okay by me." I gave her a smile.

Kelly smiled back to me. After a few seconds she spoke. "Alright, I'll do it, I have some studying I need to get done and I can't do with her here, causing problems." She gave me a wink and stood up.

She unbuttoned her jeans as Marsha and I watched. She slowly slid them down till her pink heart panties were exposed. My cock instantly started to harden and I couldn't believe I'd actually gotten Kelly to show me her panties. She even turned around once and showed us a very cute butt. I was a bit shocked because Kelly didn't wear tight clothing on the outside, but her body seemed to be nicer than she was letting on.

She turned back around and pulled her pants and rebuttoned them, smiling. I smiled back at her while Marsha still stared in shocked at having seen Kelly do that with hardly any prodding. "Very, very nice Kelly, you may now go. I thank you for being a good sport and a great student here."

"Thank you Mr. Jones, I hope you a good rest of the day," she said to me while still smiling broadly.

"Thanks, Kelly, I'm sure I will. Enjoy your weekend and good luck on your test."

"Thanks."

As she was picking up her bag and getting ready to leave, the situation finally dawned on Marsha. She wasn't going to get to leave unless she did something too.

"Alright, fine, Mr. Jones, is this what you want to see?"

Marsha stood up and then sat down on the edge of the desk, pulled her skirt up and showed us both her beautiful pussy.

Kelly and I were both shocked and just stared at Marsha's now exposed pussy, which was nicely shaved and bald. Her fingers were forming a V around it like she was about to start fingering herself at any minute. Her expressing was a 'happy now?' kind of look.

When neither of us spoke, she suggested, "Well, can I go now too? Because I really need to be on my to practice."

Before I could say anything I noticed Kelly was standing right next to me now, about to whisper in my ear. She came up right beside me and told me some of her wild thoughts for the rest of the afternoon. I couldn't believe what I was hearing or seeing but I loved every minute of it.

Marsha was getting impatient and kept asking if she could go and what Kelly was possibly talking to me about. I however, didn't really pay attention to her as I was still formulating Kelly's plan in my head.

Finally, I spoke to Marsha, "Okay here's the deal. If you really want to go as soon as possible, you're going to have to do whatever Kelly and I tell you to do. If you don't, you don't get to leave. Okay?"

"WHAT? I did what you told me! You're already in big trouble Mister! I'm telling everyone about this when I get out of here! You can't keep us here!" Marsha was standing up now, yelling at the top of her lungs.

"SETTLE DOWN!" I yelled back at her, "And besides, Kelly here will deny everything you say to anyone. And who are people going to believe, a brat like you or an A student like Kelly?"

"I demand you open that door and let me out right now!"

"No, Marsha, I'm not going to do that. Now take off your skirt."

"No!"

"Then I'll help you," said Kelly.

"What? You're not touching me!"

"Well, do you want to go to practice Marsha, or not? How many times do I have to say this?" I informed her once again.

"Ugh, fine, whatever. But I'm still telling everyone. I've only got fifteen minutes to get there!"

"Well then, we'll hurry up."

Kelly moved over to Marsha and stood right in front of her. A sour expression was still on Marsha's face, while a devilish smile danced on Kelly's face. I hadn't seen this in Kelly at all before but I was glad she was here for today's detention.

Kelly told Marsha to turn around, which she did hesitantly. Once she was fully turned around Kelly moved her hands under Marsha's skirt and cupped her butt cheeks in her hands. "You have such a nice ass Marsha, I've always wanted to touch it."

"Eww, this is so gross, can we get this over with please?"

"You'll like it in a moment, Hun."

Kelly moved her hands down Marsha's legs and then back up to the top of her skirt. She slowly pulled it down to Marsha's ankles and finally off after getting Marsha to lift her feet. Then Kelly gave Marsha's ass a little playful slap and turned her around. Naturally, I was fully erect in my pants standing next to my desk watching this. I couldn't believe what was happening in front of my eyes. I wasn't aware of the bulge in my pants; my mind was on other things.

"Okay Marsha," Kelly began, "now sit on the top of the desk and spread your legs. Let me see that nice pussy of yours again."

"Oh my god, are you a dyke? Wait till everyone hears about this," Marsha stammered but did as she was told. Finally it seemed, she was resigned to her fate and just wanting to leave so bad as to be a sub for once.

Kelly moved right in between Marsha's legs and started rubbing her hands up and down over her smooth legs, admiring the young female body that she had in front of her. I hadn't expected that Kelly was a lesbian either, but she sure looked like she was in love with what she was doing.

"Have you ever had someone really lick your pussy and make you cum?"

"Yes, obviously, and don't think you're going to do that to me, you dyke."

"Marsha, you're going to let her do what she wants," I exclaimed.

She looked over at me and noticed the bulge in my pants, which was quite apparent now.

"Well looks like you're enjoying this, why don't you just start whacking, off you pig. This is probably the best thing you've ever seen in your life."

Kelly looked over at and eyed my bulge as well. "Yes, why don't you do that? I think Marsha wants a close up of your big hard cock while I give her the best orgasm she's ever had."

I wasn't sure what was more exhilarating, Kelly as an unlikely sex goddess or Marsha being told what to do for the first time ever. I didn't waste time though; an invitation had been given and I wasn't turning it down. I slipped off my shoes, unbuckled my belt and pushed my pants down as fast as I could. I walked over to Marsha and Kelly with my bulge just aching to break free of my boxer briefs.

I stood next to the desk, which Marsha was perched upon with Kelly between her legs. Kelly had slid her finger to Marsh's pussy and lightly pushed her way inside, enjoying every moment of touching the soccer queen's cunt.

I looked down at Marsha who was exchanging 'I can't believe this is happening to me glances' between Kelly and I. Kelly broke the silence.

"Mr. Jones, or John I guess we can call you now. Why don't you take off your boxer briefs and give your cock to Marsha. I hear she's good at blow jobs."

"And how would you know? This is probably the closest you've ever come to one."

"Oh really?" Kelly said wit a devilish eye.

I wasn't prepared for what came next.

Kelly took her finger out of Marsha and stood up before coming over and kneeling in front of me. Before I knew what was going on, she had ripped my boxer briefs down and taken my cock in her hand. I wasn't huge at six and a half inches but when she took my cock in her mouth and deep throated it within seconds, I was to say the least -- impressed. One more time and I probably would have come down her throat as well. She took my whole cock in her mouth and down her throat four times in quick succession. She then stopped and stood back up, licking her lips.

"Well, I'd like to see you do that if you're so damn good at everything."

Marsha was staring at Kelly with a perplexed look on her face. There was no way this was the same girl who was considered one of the most nerdy in school, even though she wasn't really nerdy at all. What the hell was going on in her today?

Kelly moved back in between Marsha's legs and kneeled down so Marsh's pussy was staring her in the face. "And now, it's time to taste you, my dear. I've wanted to taste your cum since the first time I saw you. You've always been the hottest girl and I've longed for this kind of opportunity. I'm gonna make you cum like you've never cum before and you're gonna love me when I'm done. Then you're gonna return the favor, you bitch."

And with that, Kelly slowly worked her tongue around the outside of Marsh's quim and gently starting licking it. Meanwhile, as a guy I needed my cock sucked again. I couldn't take just the tease, albeit a nice tease, that Kelly had given me. I needed Marsh's mouth on my cock. I moved over to where Marsha's head was and took her head and pointed it towards me. My cock was right in front of her mouth.

"Suck my cock Marsha."

She was actually moaning a bit now even though it seemed she was trying not to. She looked up at me and for the first time I actually saw beyond the bitch. She actually looked a little helpless, but also she looked like she might be enjoying it too. I wasn't sure but I needed to be inside her.

I took my cock in my hand and guided it to her lips. She opened her mouth after a few seconds and let me slide my cock into her mouth. It felt so good and I moved my cock in and out between her lips a few times just to savor the feeling. I couldn't believe Marsha Callaghan was giving me a blow job while being eaten out by Kelly Johnson.

Kelly had found her clit like only another woman can and Marsha was now moaning louder and seemingly not trying to contain it any more. Her mind was elsewhere at the moment so I slide more of my cock into her mouth. She didn't seem to mind so I started thrusting forward and backward, my cock moving in and out of her mouth while she moaned from Kelly licking her.

I took my right hand and grabbed her shirt, pulled it up over her tits. I ran my hand over her right breast, feeling how hard her nipples were through her bra. I kept my cock lodged in her mouth for a moment while I went to work getting her breast out of her bra. Once I had gotten it out I went to work her very erect nipple with my fingers. This increased her moaning and I was enjoying Kelly and I being in complete control of her.

I figured she was getting close to cumming as Kelly was moving a bit faster between her legs, very happily eating out the pussy she always wanted to. I kept my hand on her tit and started moving my cock in and out of her mouth again. I started moving a bit faster, but not trying to go too deep at this semi-awkward position with her head sideways and me standing next to her.

I put my hand on her head and held her head in the best position. Moving my cock in and out of her mouth a bit faster I exchanged glances between that and Kelly eating her pussy with a vengeance. I was just about to cum when I had an idea.

"Marsha, are you on the pill?"

She looked up at me, surprised and tried to nod. My hand was still on her head and I took it off so she could answer. She nodded up at me through her trance-like state of pleasure.

I pumped a few more times and when I felt the cum coming I took my cock out of Marsha's mouth and hopped over to where Kelly was eating her pussy. "Kelly, I'm gonna cum on her pussy."

Kelly moaned loudly at this but kept eating. I jerked off as fast as possible and leaned my cock over Marsha. I started shooting cum onto Marsha's stomach and down to where Kelly was eating her pussy. A few shots of cum made it down to her pussy and Kelly got a few mouthfuls of my cum while licking her pussy. She even stopped to lick up a few more drops of my cum before starting again with Marsha's pussy.

Marsha started moaning really loudly and it was time for her come as well. Kelly was like a cum fiend right now and I never imagined I'd see this girl this way. She kept licking her pussy and her clit until Marsha exploded with a long loud moan I'm sure she didn't know she had in her. Kelly kept going, enjoying the taste of my cum and Marsha's together. Marsha kept moaning loudly and borderline screaming as she came with everything she had into Kelly's waiting mouth. Her body was shaking and she was now half sitting up with a look of pure pleasure and exhilaration her face. Her eyes were closed and she couldn't control herself at the feeling of her the best orgasm she had ever had.

I was glad it was Friday and we were alone because someone would have came knocking at the sound of Marsha's pleasure moans. When she was finally done cumming she collapsed back onto the desk and lay there panting wildly. Kelly finished licking up her cum and then sat back on her heels, exhausted but still extremely horny since she was the only one who hadn't had a release. She was now more fired up then before.

"You taste soo good Marsha, I can't believe it. You have the best pussy I've ever seen. You need to let me take care of you more often. I would love to be your sex goddess." She looked up at me, "You taste good too. Thank you for the extra kick, that was great."


Detention Ch. 01



It was the custom at Chatswood High that detentions were presided over by the newest teacher, whoever he or she might be. This particular term the newest teacher was Miss Anita Jackson, junior English teacher, twenty three years of age. She was an attractive young woman, popular with both students and staff.

During the course of the term, Anita had had to sit several detention periods and found them challenging but not too arduous. Any students assigned detention were generally resentful, but usually found themselves disarmed by Anita, who was genuinely nice and likable.

This particular Wednesday Anita had another detention period coming up. Checking the details, she found that three students had been assigned detention, with a note that they should be given some remedial English homework. Unsure of just who these particular students were, Anita went to the senior English teacher for additional information.

Mrs. Brandt expressed some surprise at seeing the detention list. 

"I know those boys," she said. "They're seniors in their last year. They're all eighteen and they're all on the football team. More muscle than mind, if you know what I mean. I'm surprised that they've been given detention. Normally anything to do with guys like this gets tossed to Coach and he deals with them."

"It says they're to have some remedial English homework," pointed out Anita. "I doubt that Coach could supply that."

"That explains it," said Mrs. Brandt. "Trying to knock some knowledge into them so that they can actually read the exam papers."

Anita laughed. "You don't seem to have a high opinion of the boys on the team," she observed.

"Oh, the majority of the team are fine," came the reply. "These three go by the nicknames of Ox, Bruno and Moose. That should give you an indication of their level of intelligence. Just be careful around them."

"They'll be no problem," said Anita. "I'll just be firm and let them know right from the start that I won't take any nonsense." 

After school that afternoon, Anita was running late as she hurried through the deserted school corridor to the standard detention room. She trusted that the three detainees had the intelligence to just sit down and wait for her, not taking her lateness as a reason for shooting through. She charged into the room.

Afterwards, Anita could never be sure if what happened was an unfortunate accident that triggered unexpected events, or a deliberate piece of mischief with malice aforethought. As she entered the detention room she could see three young men sitting at the front desks. Then she was pitching forward onto her hands and knees, having tripped over a foot sticking out from under the desk.

Anita felt like a fool, landing on hands and knees in front of students she was supposed to establish dominance over. A great start she thought. She could hear masculine exclamations of sympathy and apology, and before she could even start to rise the three young men had gathered around her.

Starting to gather herself together in order to rise, Anita was startled to hear a voice snap "Me first."

She was even more startled when her skirt was suddenly flipped up over her waist and a finger caught the crotch of her panties and carelessly pulled them to the side, leaving her pussy on display to the three young fiends. Before she could open her mouth to protest, the same hand had latched onto her pussy, easing her lips aside and a hot hard cock was suddenly making a hurried entry into her soft feminine self. 

Anita opened her mouth to scream, but a hand clamped over it. While the cock inside her was having fun, dancing back and forward inside her, a voice spoke.

"If you open your voice to scream or anything, one of us will stick his cock in it, and you'll be getting fucked from two directions at once. Best to stay quiet and just enjoy the treat."

"Treat," she thought, while some oaf's cock bounced back and forth within her. A sudden gush inside her and she knew that whoever it was had already completed his act, without managing to warm her up in the slightest. As she felt him withdraw, she gathered herself to rise, furious with these idiots and herself for not being more careful.

"Hold it, teach," came the same voice that had spoken to her earlier. "Just stay there. My turn."

Then another cock was pushing into her in a most ungentle manner, and the frantic pumping from her rapist began. Anita tried to pull away, but hands on her hips held her firmly in place, while her tender insides were ruthlessly assaulted by a crude loving. The only redeeming feature Anita found about the whole thing was that the oaf had no stamina and was very quickly climaxing, letting his seed loose within her.

That was how things stood when salvation arrived in the doorway.

"What the hell do you lot think you're doing," roared Coach Stevens, turning up at the detention centre just as Ox was withdrawing his damned cock from the pretty little English teacher. "Right, I want the three of you out on that, oval running laps until you puke."

There was an immediate cry of protest from one of the boys.

"Fair go, Coach," called Bruno. "I haven't had my turn yet. It won't take long."

To Anita's stunned horror she heard the coach agree.

"Alright, seeing you've already got your cock out, hurry up and dip it and then get going."

Before Anita could protest she was experiencing a third invasion. Bruno, eager to demonstrate his prowess, thrust into her hard and fast, hips pumping madly before he was even fully in. 

Again Anita was spared a long ordeal, Bruno being able to finish even faster than the earlier pair. She heard the coach give a disgusted snort.

"It's obvious that it's not only remedial English you fools need. Hasn't anyone ever shown you how to properly treat a woman?"

A large hand landed on Anita's back, holding her down when she tried to rise. Another hand pealed her panties away, pushing them down. Then something large and round was pushing against her slit, slowly forcing her open as it majestically made its way into her. 

The earlier rapes had been as nothing. As far as Anita was concerned, the cocks of those three ruffians was ample proof that steroids shrank your genitals. This new invasion was something else. Coach was a man in the prime of life, superbly fit and, apparently, superbly equipped. If genital size was the any guide, Coach had never even been in the same room as steroids, let alone taken any.

There was no rushing haste to get a cock into place and start pumping. Coach just slowly pressed ahead, filling Anita who was gasping in shock, unable to protest this new invasion. He pressed steadily forward, and Anita found that now her passage was being stretched tight to accommodate him. She found herself frantically hoping that it was only a cock that he was sinking into her. That at least had to have some sort of finite length.

Finally Coach stopped, seeming to snuggle close against her. His hands came up and pulled her top free from her skirt, then slid up under the top to find and undo her bra. Around her slipped Coach's hands, seeking and finding her breasts, clasping them greedily.

Finally satisfied, Coach started moving.

Anita was finding this a whole new experience. The three teammates had been an infuriating nuisance, not really touching her sexually. Just a rude assault on her person. Coach, however, was different. He was filling her. He was playing with her breasts and stimulating them. His cock was sliding in and out of her, every internal inch of her was aware of its rasping presence, grating out a tune of pleasure against her sensitive flesh, whether she wanted it or no.

Anita was gasping, little shrieks coming from her as Coach's cock relentlessly demanded a response. Unable to help herself, Anita found herself pushing back against Coach as he drove into her, her body completely controlled by Coach's wants and needs.

There was no quick relief this time. Coach had already been pounding her for longer than the three oafs combined, and he showed no sign of slowing. Anita squirmed helplessly under the sensual assault, knowing that she'd soon be going into a climax while Coach seemed good to go for hours.

Anita could hear herself muttering and pleading, and could hear the boys excitedly cheering on their coach. Then pleasure was ripping into her. She shrieked and shuddered as she climaxed, hearing Coach laugh and start thrusting hard and fast into her, happy to let rip with his own climax now.

With Coach still buried deep inside her, Anita heard him yelling at the team members.

"Right. You three out onto the oval. Like I said, I want you to run until you puke, and then I'm going to run you some more."

The three left at a run, laughing and chatting.

Next moment Anita gave a squeal as a hard slap bounced off her bottom.

"I thought you were supposed to be giving them remedial English. Not fulfilling their fantasies?" Coach snarled.

That was the point when Anita politely explained what had occurred and her opinion of the team members in general and Coach in particular.

It was the custom at Chatswood High that detentions were presided over by the newest teacher, whoever he or she might be. They've changed that now.



Detention Ch. 01



I smiled at her and told her it was my pleasure.

Marsha was still recovering on the desk and was still dealing with all of her preconceived notions being sent to bed. "Oh my god, I can't believe that. I've never cum like that before. Oh my god, I feel so tired but so ... good."

Kelly seemed happy by this but it was now her turn. She stood up and unbuttoned her jeans and took off her shirt. She was wearing a white bra and those little pink heart panties. She unhooked her bra and exposed her full B cup breasts. She put her fingers into her panties and playfully pulled them down a bit.

She looked at with lust in her eyes, "I want you to fuck me."

I didn't need any more prodding and my cock was already hard again from seeing Marsha cum as she did.

She walked over to my desk and bent over it, showing her nice little ass to me. "Fuck me right here," she said while pointing to her butt. "Marsha, I want you to touch my pussy while John fucks me in the ass."

I walked up behind her and snatched her little panties in my hands and slowly worked them down over her ass and to her ankles. I stroked myself to get myself totally hard and ready and then I found her asshole with my fingers. I guided my cock to her and slowly tried to push my way inside.

She was extremely tight but was so horny she told me to just get in her ass and fuck her. I pushed a bit harder and got some of my cock inside. Marsha was finally recovered and came over to us. She looked a bit unsure what to do since she never touched another pussy but her own, but eventually got underneath Kelly and ran her fingers over Kelly's dripping wet pussy.

I was now thrusting inside Kelly's ass, getting more and more of my cock inside her. I couldn't believe how tight she was and how good her ass felt on my cock. I grabbed her ass cheeks in my hands and moved forward and backward, my cock firmly lodged in her ass.

Kelly was grunting every time I put my cock inside her and called for me to fuck her harder. I assumed she liked a bit of pain with her pleasure. I was her pain and Marsha was her pleasure. I couldn't see what Marsha was doing to Kelly's pussy but just the thought of it almost put me over the edge.

I started ramming my cock inside her harder, finally getting the feel for it. She was grunting louder a now, a muffled YES and HARDER and FUCK ME in between. I thought I even heard her crying a little bit but she only called out for more. I held onto her ass harder as I moved my cock in and out of her. It felt so good being in something so tight while the beautiful girl it was attached to was bent over my desk.

Marsha must have been doing something right to her pussy because after a few more thrusts and I assume fingers Kelly became to cum. She came hard after all that she had witnessed and accomplished earlier. I had to hold onto her just to keep my cock inside and my thrusts going. She was shaking uncontrollably and shouting out curses and other unintelligible words. Once she was done cumming and panting hard, she said, "Cum on my face. Cum on our faces."

I pulled my cock out of her ass and started to stroke myself to keep myself going. It wouldn't take long. Kelly turned around and got down on her knees next to Marsha. Marsha still looked a bit stunned but she put her face next to Kelly's right underneath my cock. I didn't need any prodding, I stroked a few more times and felt the cum stream out of my cock. I watched my cum hit their faces and some in their mouths. Kelly was still moaning loudly and Marsha seemed to be a bit stunned but she was still enjoying herself.

I finished cumming and leaned back against a desk, looking at these two hot girls with my cum on their faces and in their mouths.

After I was done Kelly licked all the cum she could get off her face and then turned to Marsha and kissed her deeply. She moved her hands all over and Marsha's body as they shared my cum in their mouths. Marsha also took Kelly's body in her hands and decided to explore another female body for the first time.

I watched for a few more minutes as these two cuties kissed and felt each other up in front of me. Kelly pulled away from Marsha and looked at her beautiful features. She asked her, "Marsha, I need to be with you. You need to let me pleasure you. Be my girlfriend? Let me love you?"

Marsha was stunned by this, and started off with a small, "We can't do that ..."

Kelly was ready for this and countered with, "No one has to know. We ARE going to the same college, we could wait to show everyone till then. Please Marsha, I want to love you."

"I don't know, I just don't know."

For some reason the adult in me looked at the clock at this time and the detention period was nearly over. This would be fine except that the janitors would be in soon to clean all the classrooms for the weekend. They had another key and there was no way we could allow them to find us this way.

I didn't want to, but I said, "Girls, we need to get going unfortunately. The janitors will be through soon and we can't be caught like this. There are showers in the locker rooms we could use to get cleaned up. We have to hurry though."

After gathering up all our stuff, cleaning up a bit around the room and running naked through the school we arrived at the locker rooms and showered and cleaned up. We walked out just in time.

Outside in the parking lot we were all still excited by what happened and made plans to do it again. Kelly gave Marsha a soft kiss on the lips before getting into her car and driving home. I knew having them together would be a great thing, especially if I was still involved in everything that happened.

I knew things were never going to be the same again and for once I was happy for getting detention. I was looking forward to next Friday already.



Detention Ch. 02



First chapter is here: 

http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=298241

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It was Monday morning, time to go back to school. I had had the weekend to reflect on what had happened last Friday afternoon. I also got in a few good jerk off sessions over it. I woke up on Saturday still wondering if it was a dream. But no, I had actually had my dick sucked by Marsha Callaghan while she had her pussy eaten by Kelly Johnson. Then I fucked Kelly Johnson in the ass. Amazing. I wondered what this week had in store.

I didn't have to wait too long for this week to get a good kick-start. I got to school early on Monday, before most of the other teachers had arrived. I walked into the staff room and greeted another teacher, Mr. Wilson, who was on his way out. No doubt he was going to his crazy science classroom and arranging his lectures for the day. Sometimes I thought he was a machine the school found somewhere so they wouldn't have to hire another science teacher again for fifty years. He'd probably been here that long. Either way, he was a nice guy.

I was alone now in the staff room, the only alone time I was bound to get in here. I set my coffee down on the table and opened the newspaper. I read a few pages and was flipping around to the find the sports page when Mrs. Brown walked in. I didn't remember right then that Mrs. Brown's observation had set all of the events last Friday in motion. But it wouldn't be out of my head for long.

"Good morning, John, how was your weekend?"

"Oh, hello, Mrs. Brown, it was good, I had some time to relax and do some errands; how 'bout you?" My standard answer seemed applicable here.

"Oh, mine was fine. I had a student and teacher meeting with Kelly. She's such a wonderful student and young lady isn't she? And you can call me Helen."

After she said that last bit, about being called Helen, it dawned on me that she never referred to me by anything other than Mr. Jones before this morning. What was up with that and was there something I didn't know going on here? I had a feeling I'd soon find out.

"Yes, Kelly is a tremendous student. Unfortunately I don't have her in any of my classes, but from what I've seen she's tremendous."

You got that right.

"Well, she told me over the weekend that you are her new favorite teacher. I thought I was her favorite. But it seems you did something to convince her between when I last saw her on Friday and when she and I met up on Saturday."

"Well, Helen, I'm really not sure what that could have been. She told me you were her favori-"

"Oh let's just cut the bullshit here John, I know what happened. I sent Marsha there for a reason. Kelly and I had been planning this for sometime now."

I was shocked to hear this. First, Kelly being a sex goddess and now Mrs. Brown, one of the most boring teachers by any poll of five students in the school, was the mastermind behind it? Unreal, but it intrigued me nonetheless.

She continued before I could even think of what to say, "The only regret I have is that I didn't get to see it happen. I would have loved to see you and she take Marsha like you did. Lord knows she's needed something like that for a long time. She's always so full of herself. Kelly has always liked her though, and I did my best to get her what she wanted. She was very happy how things turned out on Friday."

"You were behind all of this? I guess I still can't believe that. No trouble will come of this right?" I assumed not but I had to be sure, this was my career after all.

"Oh no, I won't tell anyone John. This was just the beginning too, so don't you worry. You apparently made a good enough impression I hear." She smiled at me broadly.

"Well that's good to hear. I never thought Kelly could act that way. Has she always been like that? Why is she so conservative in school all the time? She could have any guy she wanted if she really tried."

"Well John, the thing about Kelly is that she's how shall we say ... picky. Like with Marsha. She could have had anyone but she wanted the one girl in the school everyone wanted. It made it a lot harder. I'm sure there were lots of other girls and boys who we could have gone after, but of course she wanted Marsha. I guess she knew what she was doing though because it all worked out well."

"So how did you come into this? Did Kelly just tell you about all this out of the blue one day or what? This seems a little outside the usual student and teacher relationship."

"So does fucking your students in the ass John." She winked at me as she said this and I had to agree, although that was the kind of relationship I didn't mind having with Kelly or Marsha. "Actually I've known Kelly for a long time, I was friends with her mother throughout high school and college. We've stayed in touch after that from time to time when we see each other. For some reason Kelly and I bonded when she was a young age. Maybe she felt more comfortable coming to a family friend for advice and to get things off her chest than her mother. Whatever it was, it led Kelly to be comfortable enough to tell me things. Like her love for Marsha."

"But she almost seemed like a different person on Friday. How does she keep that in all the time? She's very placid during school and a great student. I never would have imagined how much of sex machine she could be. She's definitely done that before too ... how long she has been like this?"

"Well I can't say for sure when it all started, but I know she's been with at least a few other girls from school this year. It'sall kept very quiet of course; none of the girls want anything like that coming out. This isn't college as I'm sure you know. Maybe in college she can be more accepted. Lord knows she'll have plenty of opportunities to enjoy herself the next four years. I think she's just a horny girl."

"So you've never ... seen her in action, shall we say?"

"Me? No, I haven't. I have too close a bond with her and our relationship is much different then the one you have now entered into with her. I also am not attracted to her in such a way. Although Marsha I must admit does get the juices flowing if you know what I mean?" Another wink and I definitely DID know what she was talking about. I smiled and nodded my head.

"Okay, how did you find out Marsha wasn't wearing panties on Friday? You couldn't have planned that; was it just luck or were you going to send her there for anything little thing you could find and this was a bonus?"

"That part was a bit of luck yes. But we also had been watching for quite some time now. Whenever she has soccer practice, for whatever reason, she doesn't usually wear panties to school that day. That means every Monday, Wednesday and Friday we had a good chance of her exposing herself, if you will. When the time came on Friday I sneaked a peek when she was in my class and sure enough, nothing there but pussy."

"Wow. I can't believe you two could put something like this together. How did you choose me? Let me say I'm glad that you did but I'm just curious."

"Well John, you're frankly the youngest teacher here by what ... six or seven years? You're also the best looking. Kelly figured you would be the only one daring enough to actually try anything with Marsha. We both thought that you would be the only teacher who would really want to be sexually involved with these two. Of course it's always a risk with this sort of thing but I'm happy to say I think it worked out okay." Another big smile.

Yes, Helen, I would say that it did work out okay.

"Yes I think it did. So ... now what? What's the relationship with Kelly and Marsha going to be like now? I saw how much Kelly really wants to be with her when we were 'together' on Friday and when we were leaving. High school is fickle though and like it or not Marsha still has a reputation to live up to for the this school year."

"No that is true. High school kids are very hard on each other during these four years. Luckily it's their senior year and they are both going to the same college next year. As for the next few months I don't think anything will come of it publicly. I do think however that something can happen behind the scenes. Obviously as last Friday proved to you, Kelly and me, things CAN happen if you work hard enough and really want them too. I think deep down Marsha will learn to really like Kelly if not love her. It will take a while still though for it to sink in with her. She has some tough decisions coming up. Will she continue to be the person she has been, or will she allow herself to change? We'll be able to watch and see."

"Well either way, work just got a lot more interesting. I have you to thank for that Helen. I must say I never saw that coming."

"That's okay John and you're welcome. Sometimes the best things are the ones you least expect. I have to get going to my first class now, don't want to be late and give them the feeling of hope that I won't arrive." She chuckled after saying this and walked out the door. I was glad I had gotten to see a very different side of my co-worker. How much else was going on around me that I never knew about?

I had my first class in a few minutes as well but sat to collect my thoughts for a few moments. I usually got to my classroom just on time anyway, so it wouldn't be noticed if I was a second or two late. I was kind of glad I didn't have either of them in my first class so I had more time to digest all the information I had just gotten out of Mrs. Brown. I might've just blown my load if I saw either one of them now. I had two more periods before I had Marsha for History. Before last Friday afternoon I doubt she even noticed I was her teacher. Now I wondered how she would react, and how I would react. Either way I'd be thinking about my cock in her mouth, and what a thought that was.

I gathered my things and headed for my class ...

The first couple periods of the day went uneventfully. Truth be told my mind was elsewhere and I figured the students could tell as they were taking extra liberties around the classroom. That was okay, for now, but once I got my mind straight I'd get them back in line. Maybe.

As my second period class wound down and then ended I felt myself getting a little nervous. This was the first time I would see Marsha since our threesome on Friday. What would she be like? Would she nicer to me or back to being her bitchy self? I was sure she could change from one to the other in the bat of an eye, even if it was just for effect. My answer came shortly.

She arrived early for class; this was a first and maybe the start of a new Marsha? She smiled at me and set her books down at her desk, which was still the one closest to the door, and walked up to my desk. She was wearing sandals, tight blue jeans and a red tank top with white bra straps sticking out on her shoulders. Some girls might not be able to get away with the bra straps. But on Marsha Callaghan, it was drop dead sexy.

"Hi, um, can I call you John from now on?"

"Of course, Marsha. Nice to see you so early."

"Listen, we're keeping last Friday under wraps. I can't let it get out that I did that. I don't know what would happen if everyone knew."

"Don't worry Marsha, no one is going to find out. Everything's going to be fine."

"Okay good because I still wanna be Prom Queen again this year. I don't think anyone has won it two years in a row."

"I don't think you'll have a problem with that. So, have you talked to Kelly at all?"

"Yea, this mor-"

One of Marsha's friends walked in at this moment and called her over. She gave me a smile and told me she'd finish talking to me after class. She went and sat back down at her desk next to her friend. I couldn't help checking out her ass stuffed into her tight jeans. She looked like the same Marsha but I could tell she was at least a little different. I also wanted to know what she and Kelly had said to each other.

Class went by pretty quickly and I caught a few more smiles from Marsha, which almost made my dick explode through my pants. I wanted to excuse everyone from class and get another blow job from her, but I didn't think that was appropriate. At least not on Mondays. After the bell rang and everyone left Marsha came back up to the front of the room.

"So ... as you were saying?"

"Yea, Kelly and I talked this morning. She's gonna behave just like you're going to. I guess I like her but I don't know really. I never thought about girls before."

She stopped talking and actually seemed lost in thought for a moment. "Anyways, I have to get going but I'm sure I'll see you around soon." She looked at me and I said goodbye to her. She grabbed her books looked back at me once more, smiled and left me with a nice little anecdote ...

"I bet you wanna know how I taste too. Well maybe you can find out soon."

She walked out the door with a giggle ...

I didn't have long to reflect on this comment though. A few minutes later while I was gathering up my things, I heard a knock on the door. I looked up and saw Kelly smiling at me from the doorway. My cock was now fully hard.

"Hey Kelly, come on in."

She said hello and walked up to my desk. She was dressed as usual with sneakers, loose blue jeans and an unflattering dark blue t-shirt. I knew better now though.

"Hi John, how are you doing today? I heard Mrs. Brown talked to you this morning. I hope she didn't freak you out at all."

"Well, not really, but it was an interesting conversation to say the least."

"I figured. I'm glad she talked to you though. I thought it would be important for you to know about it. I also want to thank you for helping me last Friday, even if you didn't know you were at the time."

"Oh you're more than welcome Kelly. I had some fun myself if you remember."

"I do remember. I also want to finish what I started on Friday."

"With Marsha?"

"No with you when I was sucking your cock. I want you to cum in my mouth."

"You what?"

Before I knew it she was down on her knees in front of me. I didn't even notice when she came in that she had shut the door behind her. I looked down at her and her hands were already on my fly. She unzipped it and reached her hand inside and felt my cock. I was becoming harder by the second and when I felt her hand groping my cock I was instantly as hard as I ever have been.

I loosened my belt and opened the button on my pants. She helped me push them down and was still fondling the bulge in my boxer briefs.

"I want your cock in my mouth."

I didn't need to hear any more. I pushed my briefs down for her to expose my cock to her mouth. She didn't wait. She moved her inviting mouth to my cock and started to lick it. Her hand gently stroked my shaft with her tongue went to work on my head. This girl knew what she was doing.

It wasn't long before she started putting more and more of my cock into her mouth. I was still amazed at how easily she could deep throat. She must have lost her gag reflex, along with her virginity, a while ago. She was taking my whole cock in her mouth and throat repeatedly now. This was the best blow job I had ever had.

Her tongue was still lashing around my cock and I could tell she wanted me to come. I grabbed her head with my hands and let her suck all the cum out of me. I kept my moans as quiet as possible while my cum started to fill her mouth. Her moans started to get louder than mine as she tasted my cum rushing into her waiting mouth.

She grabbed my ass and pushed my cock as far as she could into her mouth till the last drop of cum left my cock. I was speechless as she took her mouth away and leaned back on her heels wiping her mouth.

"You taste so good John, I love your cum," she said as she looked up at me with a devilish smile on her face.

"How did you get so good at that? You're the best I've ever had."

"Practice makes perfect. I love sex John. It's liberating; I can be who I want to be. I can do what I want to do and I know people will enjoy it. It'sjust so much fun and I love the tastes and the pleasure and sometimes the pain too." I got a wink at this last comment.

"You are dynamite, Kelly. You really are. You're going to make some man happy for the rest of his life."

"If I can keep myself to one. Gender too," she chuckled after this and I realized what an amazing opportunity I had in front of me. All my sexual desires that weren't filled already could be filled with help of this normal looking girl in front of me. What a fire she had inside her.

"So what about Marsha?" I asked her.

"You liked that threesome didn't you?" she responded.

"I can't say I didn't enjoy it Kelly, that is for sure."

"Well why don't we plan on kidnapping her after her high school all-star game on Wednesday? She said she was okay with everything as long as I didn't tell people I was her girlfriend." She laughed.

It seemed she told a slightly different story to Kelly than to me. "Kidnapping her? How are we going to do that?"

"Well, I assume after Friday she won't have as much of a problem coming with us. But just in case, we got to be ready to take her. I know where they come out after they shower and everything. I wish I could go inside to see her shower ... but anyway ... I want you to get a hotel room for the three of us on Wednesday night. Even if we don't get her I can still give you your money's worth." She gave me a wink after this; I thought I was going to blow my load all over again. I was damn sure she could make me, and I already wanted to rip Tuesday off the calendar.

"Sounds good to me," I said while trying to wipe the dumb smile I had off my face. It's kind of hard though when you having something like that to look forward to. What did I get myself into and could it actually get better?

"Okay, I have get going now. Helen said I could be late to class today. She knew I wanted to ... speak to you about this. I guess I know how to use my mouth to persuade people don't I?"

"Yes, yes I would say that you do. Tell Helen I said hello and that you are the most lovely student anyone could ever ask for."

"Why thanks John and I'll be in touch about Wednesday; it should be a lot of fun."

She gave me a huge smile as she walked out the door. I was still in shock and had to remember to put my cock back inside my pants before walking out the door. I had just gotten the best blow job ever, at work! I could get off a hundred times just thinking about what just happened. I was willing to bet though that Wednesday night would something I wouldn't forget for a long, long time ...



Detention Ch. 02



Cynthia had only been in her new school two days and found herself in trouble with her communications teacher, Mr. Walters. She found that she was no longer in control, but a true submissive in his presence. 

Her third day in school seemed to last forever. She couldn't wait for Mr. Walter's class, the last period of the day. He had punished her, humiliated her and raped her. Still, just the thought of seeing him again turned her on. He had given her the strongest orgasm that she had ever had. She still had three more days of detention this week.

Finally, the bell rang, communications class. Cynthia was one of the first students there and grabbed a seat in the front roll directly in front of Mr. Walters. 

The second bell rang and the boring class proceeded. Mr. Walters Cynthia couldn't keep her mind on the class, only yesterdays detention and the intense orgasm that he had given her. As she reflected back, she found herself getting wet and extremely turned on. 

Cynthia watched Mr. Walters pace back and forth while lecturing. Discreetly, she slouched in her seat and pulled her panties to one side exposing her labia. She continued to rub her wet lips making sure that Mr. Walters could get a good view.

Cindy thought about how big his cock was and how it filled her up inside. As she daydreamed, she was interrupted by the sound of her name.

"Cynthia? I asked you a question."

Cindy was lost. The "Steps in Composition" book that Mr. Walters had been reading from was still closed. She quickly removed her had from between her legs leaving her panties to one side.

"Cynthia?" He asked in a stern manner.

"Huh?" Cindy asked.

"What was the irregular verb in that sentence?"

Cindy's mood quickly changed from pleasure to that of pain. She had seen Mr. Walters mad and she was already on his shit list.

"I don't know," Cindy said softly as she hung her head.

Mr. Walters walked over to Cynthia's desk. "Would you like to share with the rest of the class what you were showing me?"

Cindy looked up at him, almost in tears and just shook her head no.

Mr. Walters looked up at the rest of the class, "I have stressed repeatedly how important it is to pay attention in my class. Some of you already know. For the rest of you, miss Cynthia here is going to show you what happens when your mind wanders."

Mr. Walters grabbed Cynthia's wrist and led her to the front of the class room in front of his desk. Cindy could feel how wet she was as her panties resumed their position. 

He removed his nameplate and a few other items from his desk. Still holding on to her wrist he looked at Cindy, "I want you to pull down your panties and lay across the desk."

"What," Cynthia asked softly.

"Am I stuttering? I want you to pull down your panties and lay across the desk. Do it now!"

Cynthia tilted her head and looked up at Mr. Walters with a look of disbelief. He had taken her across his knee in public, but this time the class room was full.

"Would you like me to do it for you?"

Cindy raised her little skirt and grabbed the top elastic of her white panties.

"I'm waiting!"

Cindy rolled them down slowly just to crotch level then stopped.

"I'll do it," said Mr. Walters.

"No.,, no I'll do it, Cindy said as she started to cry.

"Don't you dare start sobbing," he said as he walked behind Cindy.

Cindy continued to roll her panties down until they dropped around her calf muscles.

"Now, lay across the desk and grab a hold of the other side."

Cindy held back her tears and leaned over the desk. MR. Walters pushed Cindy down flat on the desk as he stood behind her. He then raised her skirt the rest of the way exposing Cynthia's little pussy to everyone in class.

He then walked around the desk and reached in the drawer. Cindy watch closely as she seen pull out a paddle.

"No, no, please,,,,, nooooo," Cindy cried out.

"Don't you dare let go of this desk," he said as he patted Cindy on her left hand. Cynthia just lay there, totally humiliated

"Class, if you don't want this to happen to you, I suggest that you follow my rules. Now, this is how it's going to work. I'm letting you out ten minutes early. Each one of you on the way out will use this paddle on little miss Cynthia. If anyone has a problem with this, they may join her now. Any questions?"

The entire class had been dead quiet for the last five minutes. The only sounds were that of Mr. Walters and the soft sounds of Cindy whimpering.

"We will start with this row, come on up, now!"

"I want you to hold the paddle like this and make contact thusly," as he made contact across Cindy's bare ass.

"Ow, no no, please no ," Cindy cried out in response.

"Got it?" he asked the class. "Anyone that decides that they will give miss Cynthia a little love tap, will stay after school with her."

Mr. Walters handed the paddle to the first girl in line. "Whack," as it hits it mark. "Owwww, nooooo," she cried.

"Next? Let's go!"

The paddle was passed on and on back to the next student. Cindy hung on tightly to the edge of the desk trying to brace herself fo the next one. "Whack,"

Cindy lost track of just how many students had passed by. Her ass was bright red from the punishment. This is not what she had fantasized. Any control that she had ever had seemed now to be gone. "Whack"

As a single tear rolled down her cheek, she heard a voice from behind her, "Sorry Cindy."

She recognized the voice a s her new friend, Beth. She had been the one person here she could truly relate to.

"Sorry Cindy?" Mr. Walters asked. "So, Beth, you don't think that Cynthia should be punished?"

"No Sir," Beth said quietly.

Mr. Walters pu his hand on Cindy's ass, then ran his fingers down over pussy, "Would you like to take her place?"

Cindy's body trembled at the touch of her superior. Her ass felt so tender, but his hand touching her pussy made her forget about the pain.

"Beth, I asked you a question, Do you want to take Cynthia's place?"

"Oh, please, no Sir," Beth exclaimed.

"Stand over there," he said as he pointed Beth to the corner. "The rest of you are free to leave."

Cindy still felt his gentle touch on her warm ass. His fingers playing with her labia. She still held on to the edge of the desk even though she was weak from her punishment.

After the last student had left the classroom, Mr. Walters looked at Beth, "Come over here."

Beth walked over and stood next to where Cindy lay across the desk. You are going to take miss Cynthia's place."

Beth looked up at him, "Sir?"

"Get up Cynthia," he said as he gently tapped her pussy. 

Cindy slid backwards off the desk, stood up and tried to regain her balance as her panties dropped around her ankles. Cindy looked down at them, then Mr. Walters. "Leave them and stand over here, next to me."

Cindy complied, stepping out of her panties and stepped backwards and to her left. 

"Beth here saved you from the rest of your punishment. She volunteered to take your place, right?" he said as he looked at Beth.

Beth started shaking. She had never had detention with Mr. Walters, but she had heard stories. 

"Well Beth? Do you remember what position Cynthia was in, or do you need help?"

Without thinking, Beth immediately leaned across the desk.

"Comfy?" he asked. Beth just closed her eyes and braced herself for what was coming.

"Stand back up, Now!"

Beth heard the tone in his voice and immediately stood back up. "Sir?"

"Did miss Cynthia have her panties on?"

Beth hung her head, hiked up her skirt and started to slip off her panties.

"It's a little late now. I want you to remove all of your clothes. You too Cynthia. You two want to share the punishment? You can share all the punishment."

Cindy and Beth exchanged glances, then looked at Mr. Walters for some kind of stay of execution, but there was none.

"The longer I wait, the more severe it will be. Are you two sure that you want to push me?" 



Detention Ch. 02



A custom had been established at Chatswood High that detentions were presided over by the coach. This was a change from the old custom where the newest teacher was the bunny in charge, and no-one knew for certain why the change had been made.

Well, some people obviously knew, but they certainly weren't sharing the knowledge with anyone. Rumours however, abounded. Pretty little cheerleader, Beverly Sender, had heard certain rumours, told to her on the quiet by some members of the team who were trying to talk her into bed. (And up to this point, failing.) Intrigued by some of the information supplied, Beverly decided to follow up on it.

"How can I earn myself a minor detention?" Beverly asked Katrina, one of her friends.

"And just why would you want any sort of detention?" asked Katrina.

"I need a valid reason to be kept after school for a while so that I can be late going home, but I don't want the detention to be for something so serious that I get into trouble at home."

"And why do you need to be late going home?" pushed Katrina, and laughed when Beverly just smirked. "OK. Your simplest bet is to be ten minutes late for Mr. Stafford's class. He hates late comers and always gives them a minor detention while they write 'I won't be late' lines."

"Uh-huh. And is there any way you can tell who else is going to be in detention?"

"Sure. The serious detention list is on the teacher's notice board. Minor detentions aren't on it, but minor detentions don't really need to go to the detention room. If you weren't such a goody-goody you'd know all this."

"Oh. Does that mean that if there are no serious detentions, there'll be no teacher in the detention room?"

"Not really. Coach apparently spends time there every day doing some of his work. If there are any detainees, he can then keep an eye on them?"

"Coach? I thought they just used the newest teacher?"

"Not any more. They used to, but they changed for some reason. No-one knows why."

Beverly thought she knew why but just nodded thoughtfully and changed the subject.

A few days later, due to an unfortunate set of circumstances, Beverly was late to a certain class. Refusing to accept a perfectly good reason, Beverly found herself with a minor detention, the first of her school life. Resignedly, she prepared to visit the detention room after school.

Coach wasn't expecting any detainees that afternoon. There were no serious detentions on the list and minor detainees tended to just sit in their form rooms to rush through whatever small assignment they'd been given. He was somewhat surprised when Beverly came waltzing in.

She explained she had a minor detention and had to write lines which, in her opinion, was a childish punishment and totally not worth giving out. Didn't teachers have any sort of imagination when it came to handing out punishments?

She then settled down at a desk and started scribbling. Fifteen minutes later she was finished.

"Coach, I've finished."

"Very good, Beverly," muttered Coach, not even looking up. "You may go."

"Um, Coach, how come you now take detentions?" asked Beverly, innocence glowing in her voice. "I thought it used to be the newest teacher?"

At that, Coach did look up. "It was just a change of policy decided on by the principal. He decided it would be better to have male teacher here to ensure that there was no trouble from some of the rougher detainees."

"Oh. I heard it was because you raped Miss Jackson here last term while she was taking a detention, so I was just wondering." 

Coach went very still, thinking she couldn't have said that, knowing full well that she had.

"Really?" he said, ice in his voice. "And who would have been spreading unfounded rumours like that?"

"I'm a cheerleader, you know," said Beverly cheerfully. "The whole team seems to know the story, or parts of it, and they tell it to us girls when they're trying to get us to have sex with them. They think the story will impress us." 

Making a note to train the team so hard they wouldn't have time to either gossip or have sex, Coach rallied quickly.

"Not a word of truth in the story I assure you, so you don't need to worry about being here alone with me."

"Oh, I wasn't worried," said Beverly. "I sort of thought that the whole thing was exaggerated when Ox said you had a cock as big as a baseball bat." She laughed. "He swears that Miss Jackson was squealing with pleasure while you serviced her, and I can't see her doing that if she was being raped or if your cock was that large. No, I thought that he probably caught you boffing her and just made up the rest of it."

"It didn't happen," stated Coach, trying to make his voice freeze her, wanting this particular conversation to end. Ox, he would kill. He didn't know how just yet, but kill him he would.

"Anyway, this is not a fit conversation for someone your age, so just drop it."

"Yes, Coach, but what I was leading up to is I've got a problem, and I was hoping you could help me work it out."

Unable to conceive what sort of problem Beverly might have that required a discussion of his sex equipment, Coach bit.

"What exactly is your problem and how do you expect me to help you?"

"Well, you know that I'm a cheerleader, but you probably don't know that I turned eighteen a month ago. As far as the team is concerned that now makes me legal game, sex wise, and they're hunting. They reckon that as I'm a cheerleader and they're on the team, I should be willing to ball them whenever they want, and I reckon I don't have to if I don't want to.

On top of that, they're implying that if you're allowed to rape the teachers and get away with it, they should be allowed to rape the cheerleaders if we don't come across freely. I've already had to dong a couple of idiots who tried to jump me.

I fully intend to lose my virginity, but I want it to be by my choice, and not some steroid struck pencil dick's. My god, have you seen the cocks on some of those idiots. They all seem to be willing to whip them out and wave them at me at the drop of a hat, seeming to think I'll be overcome by lust as soon as I seen their weaponry.

That's what nearly got me raped last time. I was laughing so hard at what was being shown I had trouble running away.

Anyway, I thought that if I'm going to have my cherry popped the best thing to do would be to have it done by a man who seems to have some decent equipment and a reputation of knowing how to use it.

The way the team describe your equipment and the way you apparently had Miss Jackson screaming with pleasure, be it rape or just a casual bonk, it seemed to me that you would be the best bet for me to have a good first time.

So I got myself a detention so you could initiate me. I chose a day when there's no serious detentions, so we're all alone and you can show me what to do."

"Hmm, I'm sorry, Beverly. I got side-tracked there for a moment. Can you repeat that?"

Laughing at the astounded look on Beverly's face, Coach addressed the issue.

"Beverly, I'm a teacher and you're a student. I'm not allowed to have sex with you, even if I wanted to, which I don't. You don't really want someone like me initiating you to sex, anyway. You need someone more your own age." 

"Coach, the boys my age don't have the faintest idea of how to please a girl. They just want to stick it in, pump and run. I am damned if I'm going to let that be my first experience. I want you to take me."

"You're a virgin, Beverly. The chances are your first experience won't be so great anyway. Try one of those pencil dicks, as you call them. They may not give you much pleasure but they won't hurt you as much as a grown man might."

"I'm willing to risk a little pain to get properly taught," pointed out Beverly. "As for not being allowed to have sex with students, I'm quite sure you're not supposed to rape the other teachers, either. Did you really rape Miss Jackson?" she asked, suddenly curious.

"Miss Jackson is totally irrelevant to this matter," snapped Coach. "The point I'm trying to make is that I'm not going to have sex with you."

"Wow, you really did, didn't you," gasped Beverly. "And you made her like it. Just how big is your thing?"

Coach stared at her, incredulous. 

"I never admitted to raping Miss Jackson, or of making her enjoy it," he pointed out. "What now makes you so certain that I did?"

"If you hadn't you'd have so, instead of calling her irrelevant. Did she wriggle and squeal much? I think I'd probably be wriggling and squealing if someone tried to rape me, no matter how good they were at it. I know I'll be wriggling and screaming if one of those idiots on the team try it. Why won't you do this little thing for me. It shouldn't be too hard, and I'm sure we've got time, haven't we?"

She wasn't going to give up, Coach just knew it. She was going to just stand there, demanding he initiate her for her own good. He cast her a fulminating look while he tried to think of a way out of this. Part of the problem was the fact that she was an enticing little minx, and he could just feel himself sinking into her. She'd already talked him into an erection, damn her. Inspiration struck. All he had to do was scare her.

Getting up, Coach went and stood next to where Beverly was still sitting at the desk. 

"You have no idea what you're asking for," he told her. "Why don't you undo my trousers and see what I mean."

Suddenly, Beverly felt nervous. What would happen if she did? Would he go on to ravish her if she changed her mind? Would he rape her anyway? Thoughts of Miss Jackson crossed her mind. Still, she was the one who had started this. Nervously she started undoing Coach's zip.

With the zip down, something was obviously pressing heavily against the material. Gingerly, Beverly reached in and pulled out Coach's erection.

Holding it in her hand, Beverly could feel heat rising within her. Suddenly she was hot and wet. Everything else had just been talk. This was real, an erection, and it definitely wasn't a pencil dick. To Coach's shock, she bent over and kissed the head, her tongue flicking roughly over it.

Standing rapidly, Beverly reached up her dress and pulled down her panties. Hitching her dress up, she sat on the desk, legs parted, finding herself placed at just the right height to receive Coach.

"Please," she said.

Temptation struggled with morality. Morality lost. Coach eased forward, his erection suddenly pressing against Beverly's slit.

"Are you sure about this," he asked, morality frantically fighting a rear-guard action. "You've had no fore-play, nothing to actually prepare you, to loosen you up."

"I don't care. Please, just do it."

Coach pressed forward, both of them looking down and watching as his big bulbous head pressed firmly against her slit, forcing it to part and admit him. Beverly gave a gasp and held her breath as she felt the intrusion, her eyes wide as she watched.

Moving slowly, Coach pressed steadily forward, starting to stretch Beverly's entrance. She gave a little squeak and started panting, and Coach could feel himself pressing against her hymen. Then he was past it, the hymen splitting neatly with barely a reaction from Beverly, just a blink of wonder as she felt Coach suddenly advancing into her.

"I like it," she whispered. "It didn't hurt at all. I thought it was supposed to hurt?"

Coach shook his head. "Not always. You're one of the lucky ones."

Beverly continued staring at where Coach was slowly sinking into her. She could feel him stretching her, filling her, and she relished the sensation. Finally, with one last thrust Coach was inside her, pressed hard against her pussy.

Beverly stared at him as he looked down at her.

"What now?" she asked.

"Feeling alright?" asked Coach, receiving an enthusiastic nod in return.

He smiled, and started undoing the buttons on her blouse. Brushing it aside, Coach didn't bother undoing Beverly's bra. He just slowly dragged it up until her breasts popped out below it. Relinquishing the bra, his hands fastened upon Beverly's breasts.

"Now we rock," he murmured, slowly pulling out and pressing forward again.

With Coach slowly moving inside her while he played with her breasts, Beverly found herself restlessly trying to get closer to him. Wriggling her feet, she freed her ankle from one side of her panties, then lifted her legs and wrapped them around Coach's waist, trying to pull him closer to her.

They stayed that way for a while, Coach moving slowly back and forth while Beverly clung like a limpet, trying to keep him deep inside of her. Very soon she was gasping, shaking her head from side to side, slowly being driven wild by the pleasure she was receiving, but still feeling that she wanted more. 

She squealed when Coach suddenly withdrew, and started babbling, demanding he return, demanding that he finish what he'd started. She heard Coach laugh and then he was spinning her around, leaning her over the desk. She felt a gentle prod behind her, and then Coach was slamming back into her, arms going around to grasp her breasts, while his hips drove his cock into her repeatedly, harder and faster with every stroke.

Her bottom was bouncing, Beverly knew, eagerly pushing to meet that erection that was building such beautiful fires within her.

Hammering hard, Coach ravished his willing victim, listening to her squeals of appreciation of what was being done to her. He could hear the squeals getting louder as excitement built with her, until with one final squeal Beverly fell silent, convulsing as internal explosions tore her apart, her fires fuelled by the hot liquid Coach spilled within her.

They stayed there for a few moments, relishing the closeness.

"Wow," said Beverly. "That was something else. Thank you so much."

"Yes, wow," said Coach. "You were truly welcome."

"I'm saying wow, too," said a voice. Turning shocked eyes to the doorway, Beverly and Coach saw Katrina standing there. 

"That really was something," she said. "And I've got a minor detention tomorrow. I'm looking forward to it.

Coming? When you've pulled your panties up, of course" she added, indicating that Beverly should join her.



Detention Ch. 03



First chapter:

http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=298241

Second chapter:

http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=300547

*

As Kelly had instructed I booked a hotel room as soon as I got home from school on Monday. I would have done it AT school if I could have found a way for it to sound inconspicuous. But I could already hear the questions. "John, why do you need a hotel room in the middle of the week?"

"Is there something wrong?" On and on and on they would go. Gossip travels fast around this place and I was going to try to keep this as hush-hush as possible.

I was glad we were taking this off campus. Both the girls are eighteen and perfectly legal, not to mention great in bed. But also there's the risk involved when you get a blow job or fuck a girl in the ass while in a classroom. Although being IN the school sure did make it more exciting. I'm sure there will still be a place and time for that in the future.

I told Kelly on Tuesday during school that I had the room booked at the Holiday Inn for Wednesday night. Check in was at 1:00pm and check out was on Thursday morning at 11:00am. We would all, hopefully, be back at school by then. If not, I was in deep shit. But I think I still might enjoy it even if it cost me my job. Maybe. Actually, yes I probably would still enjoy it.

Kelly and I went over our plan once more during our meeting. There really wasn't much to it; we were just going to grab Marsha as she came out of the door from the locker room after her soccer game. Hopefully no one else would be around and her parents wouldn't notice. We'd let her call them from the car as we were on our way to the hotel. Then we'd be on our way to a wild and crazy night.

I almost wanted to tell Marsha in class on Wednesday. I felt bad but then seeing her in her usual sexy, tight clothes made me realize how much fun it was going to be. I had to sit at my desk more than usual on Wednesday because I didn't want the whole class to get a view of my hard on. That one would have been hard to explain. "Well ya see, Marsha and I are going to be fucking in a hotel room tonight ..."

After school was finally over I headed over to the hotel to check in to our room. I had booked it for two people because I figured at least Kelly would be coming, in one way or another. If we got to bring Marsha we could sneak her in the side door. Nevertheless I checked in as just one to avoid any confusion of having one of my eighteen year old students with me. I got my room key and saw we were in luck when the clerk told me our room was right near a side entrance.

I brought my car around and found the room was the second one in on the right from the side door. This was almost as perfect as you can get and I didn't see a Do Not Disturb sign on the first door so maybe it was vacant. Let's hope that's the side the beds are on then. Who knows how loud we'd be or much the bed is going to hit the wall later.

I brought my overnight bag and some other stuff I'd purchased the night before into the room. I opened the shades and saw the view was nothing much except if you like parking lots. Since we were on the first floor we'd have to be careful to keep the shades closed at all times. That is, unless we wanted to give a stranger or two a free show. You never know what might happen with Kelly.

I locked the room and took both keys with me as I headed for home. I still had a few more hours until the game started. It was time to get some food in me and get the alcohol for later. I had flip-flopped on whether to bring any tonight, as I was the one that would take the heat if we were caught with it. But I decided to try to make the night the best one possible and so I figured I'd go for it. You only live once right?

Of course, before last Friday I thought you'd only have a threesome once. Maybe I was a few hours from proving myself wrong, again. I got home and took a quick nap on the couch before heading out for supplies. I made myself a quick pasta dinner and watched some TV until around 6:30. The game was going to start in a thirty minutes.

Kelly had given me her cell phone number earlier and I gave her a call to touch base with her. She confirmed everything was in order and she was already at the school hanging out by the fence on the sidelines. I was going to be roaming around shooting the breeze with everyone until the last minutes of the game. Then Kelly and I would get together underneath the bleachers and get ready to strike.

I got to the field right at the starting whistle and quickly worked my way up to the front row of the bleachers. Kelly had obviously had Mrs. Brown in on the plan because there was a seat waiting for me immediately to her right. I smiled, waved and came over a sat down.

"Hi Helen, how are you? So nice to see you here."

"Hi John, nice seeing you here too," she said with a wink.

"Its almost like your waiting for me," I said with a smile.

"Oh, you could say that," she replied.

We watched the first half of the game while chit chatting and school stuff and the joys and thrills of being a teacher. Some are more apparent than others. Mrs. Brown actually is a nice lady once you get to know her, even with all the Kelly stuff taken out. I was glad this whole thing had made me a pretty important friend in the school community. You can never have enough contacts in your business, whatever that may be.

Nearing the end of the game I noticed Marsha as she scored two goals for the East team. They were now winning 3-2 over the West team with 83 minutes played in the game. She was in all her glory here in front of our side of town's cheering fans. She was giving everyone high fives as she jogged back to the other side of the field, her gold colored jersey and shorts rippling a bit as she ran. They weren't as tight as her regular clothes but I'm sure no boys were complaining.

Looking at her I saw a different Marsha and I felt a lot closer to her. If I had been an impartial observer, as I was before, I probably would have seen the cocky bitch would strode into my detention last week. Now, I saw a beautiful young girl out on the soccer field having fun. It was amazing what a blow job could do.

Her best friend was standing with her on the field, a girl by the name of Jamie Belmonte. She was another beautiful blonde soccer player who inhabited our hallways. I didn't have the pleasure of having her in any of my classes this year, but I had seen around with Marsha a few times and she was a real looker. She was taller than Marsha by a few inches and because of this her legs were probably her greatest feature, although the rest of the body wasn't bad either. I tried to imagine a way to get this girl in the game with us, but I thought I should leave that to Kelly. And maybe Mrs. Brown?

"It's a shame that I won't be able to be with you guys tonight. You really should make a video or take some pictures for me sometime. I know that might sound weird to you but I really would like to see."

"Well I can understand why you'd want to see," I said with a chuckle, "but yes it does sound a little bit strange. Although I wouldn't be against it, that's for sure. I just think we should wait until after they graduate."

"You probably right John. But hey, hopefully spring will come and you'll still be close to both of them. Then when summer comes, all new opportunities!"

I smiled. "This is true, and I hope so too!"

Mrs. Brown was about to say something else when she touched my shoulder and motioned with her to the left. I followed her motion and found Kelly standing on the stairs at the other side of the bleachers. She was smiling and waving at us and I knew this was my cue. We waved back and then I excused myself from Mrs. Brown and walked off the bleachers the opposite way from Kelly.

We met at our prearranged spot beneath the bleachers.

"Are you ready?" she said to me with a grin on her face. She was wearing usual Kelly clothes with a dark blue v neck t-shirt and blue jeans. I wondered what she had on underneath.

"Yup, I'm ready. Funny how Mrs. Brown ended up there huh?" I winked at her.

She smiled and said, "Yea I figured it'd be easier if you were had a spot to sit where I knew you'd be. I didn't want you wandering all over; we can't be late!"

This was true so we headed back towards the school where the locker rooms were for both squads. We milled around while the fans left and the teams came back to take showers and get dressed. We talked to a few students and faculty members who attended the game. We kept our small talk to a minimum and explained that we were discussing Kelly's options for a college major. I didn't mention sexual education, but I should have.

We saw Marsha go into the locker room and waited about ten to fifteen minutes before moving over closer to where the players were coming out. I could see why Kelly would like this spot as it was fairly secluded. I was surprised there wasn't a gaggle of parents waiting outside the door but they were all around the front of school still. The exit door was around a corner on a side of the school rarely used. We were a few steps between the door and the corner, waiting.

After a few minutes more our mark finally came out. She wearing her sandals again, ripped blue jeans and a pink tank top. Her blonde hair was still wet and she looked a bit tired after the game. She was probably about to go home for dinner and then maybe over to a friend's house. We had different plans.

Kelly didn't waste any time and approached Marsha, grabbing her by the arm.

"Hey there hot stuff. Why don't you come with us?"

Marsha looked a bit shocked to see us there but she maintained her composure.

"I can't now, my parents are waiting and I have to go home and eat. Also I have a test on Friday I need to study for."

"When's the last time you studied?" Kelly wondered. Before Marsha could respond though Kelly pulled Marsha close and started to kiss her. Marsha immediately pulled herself away.

"What are you doing? I told you not to do anything in public!"

Kelly smiled. "Well, if you come with us peacefully, then there won't be any problems. If not, I'm sure I could convince a few people here just what a dyke you've turned out to be."

"I'm not a dyke, Kelly. I really need to go home though guys. I'm hungry and tired."

"Well that's too bad, because we're kidnapping you whether you like it or not."

At this point Kelly grabbed Marsha's arm again and I joined in and took her other arm. We whisked her away towards my car, which was strategically parked in the first parking spot near the door where we were. We didn't meet anyone on our way as they were all still around front. Marsha looked a bit scared but wasn't protesting that much.

"We'll let you call your parents when we're in the car. You'll tell them you met up with some friends and are going out to eat with them. I'm sure they're used to you not being home and being with your friends instead."

"You guys are nuts," Marsha said as we got to the car and put her in the back.

As Kelly and I got in the front she turned around with a grin and said, "Nah, we're just horny."

****

We got to the hotel about fifteen minutes later and I pulled into the same spot I had before, right outside the entrance. Kelly and I got out and led Marsha inside to our room. My stuff was already on the second bed near the window and Kelly put her stuff there as well. Marsha had her soccer stuff and just set it down near the door.

"Well, this is where we'll be spending our evening. Hope you brought some clothes for school tomorrow Marsha, we're staying here tonight." We both smiled at her, knowing that she didn't have any other clean clothes.

"Um, I have to go home tonight. My parents will kill me if I don't come home. My mom will flip out!"

Kelly spoke up. "Well why don't you call them again in a little bit and tell them you want to sleep over at a friend's house?"

"Uggh, I don't remember the last time I actually slept over a friend's house, plus it's a school night!"

"Marsha," I said, "I thought you were more of a rebel. I didn't think your parents would have such sway over you. That's not the image you portray in school at least."

"Yeah well, my dad can be pretty tough. If he knew I was here with you he'd kill me, or you."

"We don't have to worry about that though do we? Just tell them you want to sleep over a friend's house. But, we'll get to that in a little bit. Since you're going to be spending the night and don't have clothes for school tomorrow, you might as well not get them dirty now. You should probably take them off."

Kelly and I looked at her with a mischievous look on our faces. Marsha sighed, looked at both of us and then relented and pulled her tank top over her head. She was wearing a red silky bra that looked very sexy on her. She unbuttoned her jeans and pulled those down as well revealing matching red panties. It didn't take long for me to start feeling a bulge in my groin.

"That'll do for now Marsha, you look great like that. We can lose the rest later." I looked over towards Kelly, "I suppose we should be gracious hosts and join Marsha so she doesn't feel too uncomfortable?"

"That sounds like a great idea John!"

We exchanged smiles and quickly disrobed. I had made sure to buy some sexy underwear for myself for this occasion. I had bought some men's sports briefs, which showed off a bit more while, hopefully, still holding my raging hard on in. Also I thought they made my ass look pretty good as well. They seemed to make a good impression right away.

"Those look great John," said Kelly.

"I can't believe you're wearing those!" Marsha said, although I thought I could tell she enjoyed it too.

Kelly was wearing some sexy black thong underwear and a white push up bra. Her breasts didn't really need that much help but they did look tremendous in that bra. My bulge was now fully visible in my briefs and I didn't do much to hide it. Heck I couldn't wait to use it.

First, I figured a little drink was in order to start off the night. I went and pulled out the bottle of vodka I'd bought and poured us all a round of vodka and cokes. I could tell the girls had drunk before as it didn't phase them as much to drink vodka as it should have. We chit chatted a little bit about the game and made small talk while we drank. We both congratulated Marsha on her two goals, including the game winner. She actually seemed touched by it and gave us a shy smile that I'm sure would break some hearts in the future.

After we had our second drink I could tell things had gotten a little looser in the room. I had gotten my bulge back my looking at Marsha's body decked out in red skivvies and Kelly's push up bra. I also had had more Coke than vodka because I wasn't getting any whisky dick tonight, that was for sure. I figured now was the time. I moved over to the bed closer to the door and laid on it facing Marsha who was sitting near the foot of the bed. I called Kelly over and then announced my plan.

"Kelly, I'd like you to take my cock out and start stroking it. Marsha, why don't you stand up and pull down those panties a little bit and let us see your nice little butt."

Kelly cooed a bit and quickly came over and laid down next to me on the bed, putting her hand on my bulge. We both looked up at Marsha as Kelly's hand stroked my cock. She was about to protest again but then rolled her eyes and turned around. She pulled down her pants and showed us what we wanted. Her ass looked even better tonight than it did last Friday. Maybe it was the soccer game.

Kelly pulled my cock out of my briefs and started stroking it while we looked at Marsha.

"You have the nicest ass in school, I love when you wear those black pants. Oh god I want to touch you all day." Kelly stroked my cock a bit harder as she said this and I could feel her getting just as horny as I was.

"Why don't you do a little strip tease for us Marsha?" I ventured. I was happy just to stare at her but I wanted to see her dance with her ass out.

"Yeah! Come on baby, do it!" shouted Kelly. "I'll make it worth your while baby, I swear."

I didn't think this would work but apparently it did, or the vodka kicked in, as Marsha started dancing. Maybe she had been thinking about how good it felt when Kelly was licking her pussy in detention. When she started dancing I almost lost it right there. She started moving her hips and slowly pushing her panties down even farther.

As she started bending over she turned her head around and looked at us with a look on her face that I hadn't seen before out of her. Maybe she liked to be the sub. That was something I never would have guessed. Either way she was bending over more now, showing us her nice ass in motion. When she got her panties off she throw them behind us and they landed on the bed near my cock.

Kelly yelled some encouragement and Marsha moved her hands up to her bra and started taking that off while still moving her ass. She clasped her hands around her breasts as the straps came loose and she slowly lowered them and let her bra hit the floor. Then she turned around and showed us the front of her beautiful body. She had gone tanning over the weekend and it made her look stunning.

Kelly now was stroking my cock fast and hard and I was about to burst. I was moaning hard now while looking over Marsha's naked dancing body. Kelly looked back at me and saw that I was about to cum. Before I could even say anything she moved her mouth to my cock and started sucking on the head.

I couldn't hold it any longer and let my cock erupt into Kelly's mouth. She moaned louder and took all of my cum down her throat while Marsha watched. I had my eyes closed and my head tilted back as my body was in the throes of orgasm. Kelly kept my cock in her mouth until I was done and then licked up and down until it went limp.

"Mmm, I still love your cum John. I hope that's not the only load you've got for us tonight," she said while looking back to me.

The look on her face was enough for me to ensure her that it was not. "No way, not a chance in hell."

She gave me a half smile and said, "Good. Now I have to go tend to Marsha. When you feel ... up to it, please come and join us. Until then just lay back and watch."

With that she moved over to Marsha and took her in an embrace and gave her a deep kiss. Her hands roamed over Marsh's body and Marsha started to return the favor after a few seconds. This was going to be some show and I could already feel myself gathering steam again. I didn't want to be out of this game for too long.

Kelly pulled away from their kiss and told Marsha to lie down on the other bed. She did while Kelly went to her backpack and reached inside. When she came back she had a big purple double-ended dildo, which looked new. Marsha's eyes got a bit wider when she saw this but Kelly reassured her.

I sat and watched on the other bed as Kelly sat across from Marsha with both spread eagled and pushed the dildo into her pussy. Once she got it in, Marsha followed suit and put her end in. Then after a few adjustments they were both moaning as they fucked themselves with the dildo. Kelly's face was of pure pleasure as she watched Marsha fuck herself with her end. She moved her finger to her pussy and started to finger herself, moving to her clit.

Marsha seemed also to be letting herself go and enjoying herself. Her face was contorted and her breaths were short as she continued to move the dildo in and out of her pussy. This sight made my cock hard again quickly. It would have gotten hard for way less than this. I decided it was time for Marsha to taste my cock again. I got up off the bed and moved over to the other bed.

I stood up on the bed and moved in between the two girls. I turned towards Marsha and let my hard cock dangle in front of her face. Her eyes were closed in pleasure but I moved my cock to her face and let it touch her lips. She opened her eyes and saw my cock was in her face and looked up at me. I took her head in my hands and kept my cock in front of her lips. She looked down at it and opened her mouth. I pushed it inside her mouth.




Detention Ch. 03



Cindy and Beth quickly started to take their clothes off. Mr. Walters glanced down at his watch, then at the girls. "Bras too!"

Cindy took off her bra leaving her wearing her short skirt. Her 34b breasts were very firm and her nipples were puffy. Beth on the other hand, stood there in her bra and panties.

"Take your time. Every minute I spend waiting for you, will be an hour that you will spend with me."

Cindy immediately dropped her skirt and stepped out. Beth was much more shy. Her hands shook as she tried to release her bra. Finally it released and she stood there holding it in front of her covering her firm tits. 

Beth started sobbing as she released the bra to the floor. Beth had nothing to be embarrassed about. Her firm little tits were only an A cup, but perfectly balanced her five foot three frame. 

"Sir, please no, I can't," Beth cried. "You will, or I will. Your choice, what's it going to be.? Do you wish that I punish young Cynthia here?" he said as he reached out and grabbed Cindy's right nipple and squeezed.

Cindy let out a short scream. Watching this, Beth slowly rolled down her panties until they fell to the floor.

He released his grip on Cindy, "Where are you suppose to be Beth?"

Beth was confused, nervous and unsure what to say. "Desk?"

"That's right, maybe there is hope for you after all." Mr. Walters said as he bent down, grabbed on of the girls skirts and laid it on the edge of the desk. "This may help."

Beth leaned over grabbing the far side of the desk. She had never felt so vulnerable, and exposed.

Beth gasped as Mr. Walters put his hands on her firm ass. "Noooooooo."

"Quiet. I do not want to hear anything from you unless it's the words, Yes Sir, understand?"

He slapped Beth on the right cheek, "Understand?"

"Yes Sir," Beth said softly.

"Come here Cynthia. I want you to take this paddle and administer the rest of YOUR punishment."

Cindy grabbed the paddle and stood just to the left of where Beth was strewn across. She closed her eyes and gently swung the paddle. "Whack"

Beth cringed at the first blow.

"What the hell was that?" Mr. Walters asked. "You only had five more coming, now, with that little love tap, you just cost her two more."

Cindy raised her arm and swung again. "whack" Before Beth had time to think about the next one, "Whack" "Whack" Whack"

Beth cried out, "Noooooo, ow, ow"

"Three more. Make them count, or it will be my turn," he said.

Cindy raised her arm, took aim at Beth's reddened ass. "Whack" "Whack" "Whack" 

Beth lay there sobbing quietly, exhausted, for what seemed like several minutes until she felt the strong hands of Mr. Walters touching her tender bottom. She felt his hands pulling her cheeks apart, touching lower until she felt his fingers touching her pussy. He ran his fingers up and down, separating her swollen lips until one of his fingers slid inside.

"No, please? Oh, aah, noooo," Beth cried out.

"Well, it seems as though someone is aroused? This little pussy of yours is soaking wet."

Mr. Walters removed his finger, "I want you to lay on your back on the desk. You have done well, don't disappoint me now."

Beth stood up slowly, turned and looked at Cindy still standing there holding the paddle. 

"Cynthia, come over here." He said with his arm outstretched. "I'll take that, we won't be needing that anymore, will we?"

As Cindy handed the paddle to Mr. Walters, Beth sat on the edge of the desk. "Lay back Beth."

Beth laid all the way back trying to keep her legs tight together. The cool desk felt good on her reddened bottom.

"Miss Cynthia, your friend saved you from your punishment, you know that, right?"

"Yes Sir."

"Don't you think that you owe her?"

"Yes Sir."

Mr. Walters grabbed Beth's knees and pulled them apart. "Doesn't she have a pretty little pussy?"

"Sir?" Cindy asked.

"I want you to pleasure her."

"But I nev.,,,,,,,,,,,,"

Mr. Walters grabbed Cindy's long hair, bent her over and guided her down to Beth's neatly trimmed pussy. "I want you to make her cum.,,,, you owe her that."

Cindy reluctantly licked at Beth's pinkness. 

"Eat her!" He barked as he slapped her still tender ass.

Cindy's tongue parted Beth's little lips and heard her moan. She tasted sweet and her pussy was soaking wet. She continued to lick Beth the ways that she would enjoy being tasted.

"That's it, she likes that." Mr. Walters said as he walked around to the back of he desk where Beth's head was resting. He pulled Beth toward him until her head hung over the edge. "Keep licking that pussy." 

Mr. Walters unzipped his pants and exposed his semi-hard cock. He rubbed the head of his monster on Beth's lips. "I want you to suck me hard, and I better not feel any teeth"

Beth was terrified. She had only went down an a couple of guys in her life. Looking at his cock upside down, it was huge. How could she possibly take him.

"Open your mouth little girl. Suck my cock, now!

Beth opened her mouth slowly as Mr. Walters guided his cock into her. As he forced his cock deep, Beth started to gag. She tried to push him away, but couldn't. 

He pulled back slightly giving Beth a chance to catch her breath. As she began to suck his cock, Cindy began to lick her clit. 

Beth tried to move her hips to match Cindy's flickering tongue, but her movements were limited.

"That's it, suck it," he ordered Beth as he began to fuck her face. 

Beth's pleasure that Cindy was giving her was being overridden by his huge cock be forced down her throat and his thumb and forefinger pinching her right nipple hard. 

Beth tried to cry out, but his huge cock filled her mouth and throat. She beat on Mr. Walters to stop and after a couple more deep strokes down her throat, he pulled out. 

Mr. Walters walked around the desk and stood behind Cindy. She nervously looked behind her to see what he was doing. "Don't you look at me. Didn't I tell you to make her cum?"

Cindy looked back at Beth, then lowered her head down between her legs.

Mr. Walters picked up the paddle and landed one hard on Cindy's tender ass. "Whack"

"OW!" Cindy cried.

"I see you need more motivation moss Cynthia," He said.

Before Cindy could even react, Mr. Walters parted her delicate pussy lips with his massive cock.

"Oh my God, ow, oh noooooo." Mr. Walters grabbed the back of Cindy's hair and pulled himself deep into her. "Eat her!"

Cindy tried to concentrate on Beth's swollen clit, but her teacher's cock filled her completely. Every stroke, he pounded her harder on her tender ass that was still bright red from her punishment.

"You better make her cum before you do!"

Cindy lowered her head to suck on Beth's clit. She licked her fingers and forced two deep into her causing Beth to moan loudly.

The harder Mr. Walters pounded Cindy, the harder she finger fucked Beth.

Cindy could feel herself building inside. "Stop, stop, ohh, fuck, I'm gonna cum, nooo!"

Mr. Walters slapped Cindy on the ass, buried his cock completely and stopped, "Don't you dare cum yet!"

"Oh my Gawd, please stop, please stop, pleeeeeease?"

Mr. Walter's pulled out of Cindy as she felt herself let go. Her knees went weak and her whole body shook from the release. Beth stroked Cindy's hair as her head lay on the inside of Beth's left thigh.

Mr. Walter's grabbed Cindy by the hair and pulled hard. "On your knees!"

Cindy looked up at Mr. Walter's as she knelt in front of him. "Sorry."

"You too Beth, Now!" He commanded.

Beth knelt down next to Cindy and hung her head.

Mr. Walter's started stroking his hard cock just inches for the young girls faces, "Look at me."

Beth and Cindy knelt on the hard floor, naked as their teacher masturbated before them. They could smell the musky scent of his manhood as he stroked himself faster.

"Who wants to eat my cum?"

"Make a decision!" 

Both girls looked at each other quickly, then up again at Mr. Walter's . Just then, they heard him grunt and felt the hot cum as it splattered onto their faces. He drained the rest of his cum by milking, then shaking his cock at Beth, then at Cindy. 

Silence filled the air for what seemed like an eternity. Cindy lowered her head as his cum fell from her chin. Beth wiped the cum from her eye and also lowered her head.

Mr. Walter's reached down and lifted both of their chins, "I am really disappointed in you two. Both of you have a hard time following simple instructions. Both of you need to learn what the word respect means."

"We will continue your punishment tomorrow afternoon, understand?"

"Yes Sir," Beth said very softly.

"Miss Cynthia?" he asked.

Cindy fought with her inner self. Oh how she would love to just tell him to go fuck himself.

"Cynthia, I am waiting."

"Yes Sir," Cindy mumbled.

"Class dismissed!" 



Detention Ch. 03



I'd stayed back after the final bell went, marking a few papers. I only had a dozen or so to go and I was damned if I was going to take them home and have to work on them there. Once I was out of the school grounds I was through with the place until Monday.

I was nearly finished when Moira Ashcroft came rushing in. 

"Thank god someone else is here," she said. "I've got some girls coming for detention after their practice and I can't stay for it. My husband's been in an accident and I've got to go to the hospital and I need someone to take the detention."

"Ah, why not defer it until next week. I'm sure the girls won't mind. In fact they'd probably prefer it. Today is Friday."

"That's precisely why I don't want to defer it. I want to teach the little bitches a lesson. They've been acting up all week. Most of the stunts they've pulled they've been able to skate through but I finally got them for talking in class."

"You gave them a Friday night detention for talking in class?"

"No. I gave them detention for being real little bitches all week and they know it. The talking is the excuse and being a Friday is just a bonus. Be a sweetie and sit in for me. All you have to do is keep an eye on them for forty minutes. Make them sit down and write an essay or something."

With her husband in hospital I couldn't very well refuse. I put a smile on and agreed.

"Just head around to the detention room and wait. They'll be there right after practice."

Before I could ask what practice Moira had turned and bolted. I shrugged, gathered up the last of the papers, and headed around to the detention room, wondering which girls I was going to be stuck with.

The answer to what practice and which girls came moments after I finished marking the papers. I'd just tucked them away in my briefcase when the offenders waltzed into the room.

It was blatantly obvious that the practice referred to was cheerleader practice and that the offenders were all cheerleaders. Apparently it had been a full dress rehearsal and the girls were still in their uniforms. Why the hell they hadn't got changed I don't know. It was probably intended to annoy Moira who was a bit sticky about appropriate clothes for girls.

I wasn't too happy with Moira, either. When she'd said the girls were being little bitches I'd assumed juniors mucking around. Not seniors. If any of that bunch was under eighteen I'd eat those damn exams I'd just marked. Girls of eighteen plus are actually young ladies, not children.

In this case they were young ladies in abbreviated dress. The tops were skin tight and showed the midriff. I remembered some of the debate about the amount of cleavage the tops would have and I was under the impression that the cleavage would be minimal. Either my impression was just plain wrong or a couple of the ladies were sufficiently endowed so as to turn minimal into maximal. 

Mini-skirts were the order of the day. As far as I was concerned those skirts were little more than wide belts. Thank god the girls had to wear modesty shorts under them. 

"Mr Adams," said Cheryl. "Where's Mrs Ashcroft?"

"Mrs Ashcroft's husband was in an accident and she had to go to the hospital," I explained. "I'm filling in for her. Do you have any homework assigned for the weekend? If so, now's a good time to get on with it."

I just smiled and added a killer.

"If you haven't any homework, I know you've all been studying Shakespeare's Julius Caesar this term. You could spend the next half hour writing an essay about it. We'd spend the last ten minutes reading them and having a laugh." 

The girls conceded that they did have some homework they should do and I directed them to sit down and get on with it.

The girls dropped their bags and settled into the front desks. They all found reasons to bend over and burrow through their bags, fishing out books and pens and things. It was noticeable that the two young ladies with the biggest cleavage happened to be facing me when they bent over, giving me an eyeful. It was even more noticeable that the other two girls were facing away from me when they bent over and gave me a different eyeful. It seems I was mistaken about the modesty shorts. Where Cheryl was concerned, for a moment I was a little doubtful that she had panties at all. Skin coloured bikini briefs were apparently the order of the day. (Very brief.)

Fortunately, I am a mature, responsible adult. Nubile young ladies giving me a peep show did nothing for me. Equally fortunately, I was sitting behind a desk, so any inadvertent reaction was hidden, not that there was any.

For a brief moment silence reigned. A very brief moment. Then the questions started.

"Mr Adams, could you explain this to me?"

"Mr Adams, why doesn't this work?'

"Mr Adams, why. . .?

Some of the questions might even have been legitimate, but not many. As a dedicated teacher I had no choice but to move from desk to desk answering their queries. It was amazing how much cleavage a young lady can show when she wants to. I was sure Cheryl was pulling lightly on the bottom of her top to force out more cleavage. 

Another minor problem was that on the few occasions I managed to sit down I had a view of four young ladies in abbreviated skirts that did nothing to hide their abbreviated underwear. For some reason they all found it necessary to sit with their legs parted. They should put a modesty panel on the front desks. I'd have to suggest it sometime.

The girls kept up a low hum of conversation. It didn't bother me as there was no class to be disturbed and, if asked, they would probably say they were discussing their homework. As they were entitled to do that I played it safe and ignored the chat.

Things changed when I was answering a query from Annette. I was looking at the homework, answering the question, not looking down her top, and getting taken completely by surprised when a little hand reached out and closed over my cock. 

"I was right," said a triumphant Cheryl. "He's got a stiffy."

I spun around, moving as fast as a hunted rabbit, which was how I felt. I gave Cheryl a killing glare but before I could pronounce a sentence of doom upon her another little hand close over my cock as Annette checked for herself. I took a hurried step back, unleashing another killer glare and found myself backing into a couple of young ladies who'd come scrambling around to join in the fun.

What the hell was I supposed to do? I couldn't very well knock a bunch of girls to the floor. 

"All of you, back to your seats," I said, using my nastiest I-mean-it snarl.

Becky and Marie just giggled and checked the measure of my possible erectness for themselves. Not only was I still erect, I was probably even more so. Sweet little maidens grabbing your crotch can do that sort of thing.

Cheryl was the main culprit. Not content with having a second grab she unzipped me, her hand darting into my open fly and dragging her prize out into the open. So there I was, surrounded by four nubile young ladies with a cock sticking a foot or so into the air. OK, maybe it wasn't a foot, but there was definitely far too much on display.

Things promptly got worse. I had two options. Stand there and suffer or physical violence. Then I had only a single option. Annette, sweet little Annette, went down on one knee in front of me, her hand closed over my cock, and then her mouth followed suit.

"What the fuck?" I hissed out. I wanted to really bellow at them but tried to keep the noise level down.

"It's called a blowjob, Mr Adams," said Cheryl. "Haven't you had one before?"

My experience in these matters was incidental. Annette's experience was something else. Her hot wet mouth was covering me, moving up and down, making me want to yell. It didn't last long. She released me, leaving me unsatisfied and wanting and desperate to tuck my cock away in my pants.

Fat chance I had of doing that. Becky (she of the big boobs) was on her knees and taking her place.

I was swearing a terrible vengeance, detention for the rest of the year, including weekends, telling their parents, telling their boyfriends, strangling them, preferably strangling them at birth. The girls were giggling, my cock was swelling, and Marie was taking Becky's place.

I was so going to get even with the lot of them. Marie was standing up and Cheryl was moving forward to take her place when I acted. Before Cheryl could kneel down I had her by the elbow. I spun her around to face the nearest desk, forced her to bend over it and hoicked her panties down fast. That excuse for a skirt she was wearing provided no cover whatsoever. 

"You started this," I told her. "You can reap the fucking consequences."

That's when a small fist bounced off my nose.

"What the fuck?" I yelled, astounded.

Annette was glaring at me.

"Giving you a blowjob is one thing," she snapped. "Rape is something else entirely."

"Rape? Are you kidding? Does Cheryl look as though she's protesting? Have you heard her say no? Is she trying to pull her panties up? Is her pussy so hot and wet she's almost dripping on the floor?"

I turned back to Cheryl, lining up my cock. A moment of touching, and then I was pushing home, hard and fast, while Cheryl squealed, and it sure wasn't a squeal of protest.

I started moving firmly inside her, slow deliberate strokes with the promise of future urgency in them. I glanced at Becky and Marie. They were both breathing hard and watching, fascinated. Becky was actually rubbing herself in time to the attention I was giving Cheryl.

I glared over at Annette. (My nose hurt.) 

"Instead of worrying about Cheryl look around. Do Becky and Marie look upset? Do you think they're going to fight me off when I catch them alone sometime?" 

I flicked a look at Becky and Marie when I said that. They looked startled and glanced at each other, blushing slightly. I strongly suspected that if I did get them alone trying to fight me off would not be high on their agenda. I turned back to Annette.

"Worry about yourself," I told her. "Just think; you may find yourself bent over a desk in the near future with your panties down around your ankles. You'll be remembering this and how my cock was sliding in and out of Cheryl. Are you watching how her bottom is bouncing up and down as she pushes back to meet me? Your bottom would be bouncing the same way. Or are you going to say no, you don't want it? And if you say no, will I listen. Wow, you might be saying no and feeling my cock slide into you anyway. Won't that be fun?"

I turned my full attention back to Cheryl. 

Please don't think that I didn't already have a fair bit of my attention on Cheryl. She felt delicious. How could I fail to have most of my attention on her, apart from mildly stirring Annette (and giving Becky and Marie something to anticipate)?

Now, however, I started serious work. To this point my efforts had been more of a place holder, a gentle stroking to let Cheryl know what was coming her way. She seemed to be handling things nicely so I turned up the heat. Hands holding her hips I pulled back and drove in at twice the speed of my previous efforts. Cheryl yelped and bucked, pushing hard against me.

I kept up the harder, faster, style and Cheryl was lapping it up, bouncing frantically under me and giving tongue, encouraging me to do my worst. I pounded on, quite happy to see out the detention period like this. I did spare a quick glance at the other young ladies to see how they were reacting. Becky and Marie looked as though they were going to have their own orgasms long before Cheryl did. Annette looked flushed, shocked, and very nervous. Thinking of how she would feel if it was her on the receiving end I hoped. 

I bounced against Cheryl long and hard and she was with me every stroke of the way. Finally I had to finish it. (Detention time was coming to an end and I didn't want to keep the girls too late.) I started pumping even faster, trying to lift her up and over the hump while rapidly climbing that same hump myself.

I was able to hang on (barely) until Cheryl gave a gasp and climaxed, shuddering delightfully. I could feel her climax shaking my cock which responded in style, letting loose with its own.

I zipped up while the girls clustered around Cheryl, whispering and giggling and throwing little glances my way. I pointed out that detention time was finished and they headed for the door. Annette lingered for a moment.

"You wouldn't really force yourself on me if I said no, would you?" she asked.

"I guess we'll find out in due course," I told her. "Ah, I can see it now. You leaning backward over the desk, watching, as I draw your panties down. You holding your dress up so you can see my cock brushing against your pussy. My cock slowly sinking into you while you watch it disappear, feeling it climbing higher inside you. I can't tell if you'll say no or not. It will be interesting finding out, won't it?"

She bolted, scarlet faced. I watched and wondered. Would she make sure she was nowhere near me for the next week or so or would she make sure she bumped into me frequently? And I also had the other two girls to attend to. Life was going to be interesting for a short while.



Detention Ch. 03



She kept moving on the dildo, as her mouth started moving on my cock. I was back in heaven as I watched Marsha's face go up and down on my cock. Kelly smacked my ass from behind and told Marsha to suck my cock.

"You have such a nice ass John."

"Mmm, thanks baby. Yours isn't so bad either."

Kelly gave my ass another playful slap and I let Marsha lick and suck on my cock a few more times before I pulled it out. I wanted to jerk off in her face and cum all over her. I started stroking my cock in front of her while her and Kelly still gyrated beneath me with the dildo. I kept my eyes on Marsha's body and listened to her and Kelly moan while I stroked myself.

It wasn't long before I was ready to blow again and I leaned down over Marsha and let my cum fly right on her nice tits. She kept going and started moaning louder as I shot my cum on her. I could hear Kelly moaning louder behind me as well as we all achieved orgasm at the same time. Their bodies both started moving harder on the dildo and my cum was running down Marsha's tits to her stomach.

I rubbed my cock on her tits the best I could while she was bucking from cumming and then moved out of the way so they could finish cumming while looking at each other. They did and Kelly had to put her hand over her mouth to keep from screaming as she watched Marsha cum across from her. After they had both stopped moving, Kelly pulled the dildo out of her and Marsha and laid back on the bed next to her. She gave Marsha a kiss and ran her hand over her body letting my cum get on her fingers.

I watched as Kelly moved her mouth to Marsha's stomach and started licking my cum off her. Marsha watched Kelly while still breathing heavily from her orgasm. I sat on the other bed and marveled at how much cum Kelly liked to eat. I'd never seen a girl outside of porno, where she was being paid, love to have cum in her mouth as much as she did. She worked her way up to Marsha's breasts and took her nipples in her mouth.

Marsha let out a soft sigh and watched as Kelly licked her nipples and my cum. As they were doing this I slid away and went to the bag I had brought in early. I had gone to a sex shop Tuesday night and bought a strap-on. One of my biggest fantasies was to watch two young hot girls fuck each other with a strap-on. Now was the time.

I walked up to the two girls and said, "Ladies," while holding the strap on in my hand. Kelly smiled and got up to grab it but instead I gave it to Marsha. She seemed surprised but she smiled at the thought of being the aggressor. Kelly frowned a bit but after a little canoodling she got in a doggie style position for Marsha. Marsha fumbled for a bit getting the strap on onto herself but got into position quickly afterwards. I was standing next to the bed watching Marsha insert the rubber cock into Kelly.

"John, let me suck your cock."

"No Kelly, I just want to watch this from here."

"Come on, John. I don't want to just sit here and ... fuck."

Marsha had pushed the cock into Kelly and was now thrusting into her. It was a sight to behold. Marsha seemed to really be enjoying this and grabbed Kelly's hips in her hands as she pushed the cock into her twat. Kelly started moaning louder as Marsha thrust her hips forward a bit faster. I could tell Marsha wanted to give Kelly a taste of her own medicine.

I started to stroke my cock a little bit as I watched what was unfolding in front of me. Kelly was on her hands and knees with her head tilted back and eyes closed, mouth agape and moaning. Marsha was behind her moving her hips forward and back repeatedly while holding Kelly's body in place. If you just saw shadows you'd think Marsha was a guy the way she was going at Kelly. I wondered if she'd ever done it before or was just replicating what she'd seen guys do to her. Or what I did to Kelly.

"You like this don't you bitch?" Marsha said.

"Oooooh yeah," was all Kelly could reply as Marsha kept the cock going into her.

"You like being my little slut, don't you?"

"Fuck. Oh fuck."

Kelly reached her orgasm while Marsha continued to verbally and physically dominate her. I didn't know what was sexier, seeing Kelly dominate the soccer queen Marsha last week or now seeing Marsha get back at Kelly while fucking her from behind. What an interesting situation this rubber cock had opened up here. I gave myself a figurative pat on the back.

Kelly was moaning loudly now and had her head pressed up against the bed sheet to keep from screaming. Marsha was getting tired and she slowed down as Kelly finished cumming and let the dildo slide out of her. She fell back exhausted and laid down on the bed, breathing heavily from her first of hopefully many sessions using the strap-on. Kelly was also tired and laid face down on the other side of the bed.

I, however, was still hard and needed to get off for the third time tonight. I moved over to the bed and climbed on top of Marsha, whose body was laying prone on the bed. She laid there and let me slip my cock into her pussy and start thrusting into her. I reached my hands down and cupped her nice, young tits. Her nipples were still hard from the last exercise and I let my fingers run over them as I pushed my cock deeper into her.

She wasn't moving much but I didn't care, as I was able to control the pace of the fucking. There was nothing left in her tank and I was just taking her. That was part of the excitement that I was getting from this. The other part was fucking the soccer queen who just hours before had been scoring goals in the all-star game. Her beautiful body was now laying below me and my cock was now exploring her cute pussy.

I moved my hips right into hers and really let myself thrust into her. I like to do it hard when I can and this was the perfect time. I was moaning pretty good now with every thrust and my cock was feeling like it was about to explode. I knew I couldn't cum in Marsha, just in case, but I had no problem pulling out to cum all over her lovely body for a second time tonight.

I never made it though. It just felt too good and I kept my cock rammed into Marsha and let myself spew cum all over her the inside of her pussy. My body was bucking from the intense feelings of orgasm I was having all over. Marsha now looked alarmed below me and her eyes were wide. I couldn't help myself though, it had never felt so good to cum in anyone as it did right now.

When I was done I pulled my cock out and saw a little bit of cum dripping out of her pussy.

"What the hell did you do that for?"

"It just felt too good, I couldn't control myself. Just taking you like that was amazing."

"You didn't take me, I allowed you to."

"I know, but it was still hot," I said with a smile. I was now exhausted as well.

"Well it's a damn good thing I'm on the pill now isn't it?" The old Marsha was back.

"Yes it is. So don't worry about it, I'm sure everything will be okay."

"And what if it isn't, John? What if I'm pregnant?"

"You won't get pregnant Marsha, don't worry," said Kelly who was now sitting in the chair across from the bed. She had been touching herself watching us apparently.

"How do you know? I better go wash myself out."

With that Marsha, got up and went to the bathroom and turned the shower on. I laid back on the bed, content with what had transpired and what a great night it had become. I realized now that I had yet to fuck Kelly's pussy. "Kelly, when we wake up tomorrow I want to fuck your pussy."

"Mmmm, okay. But only if you cum in me too," she said with a giggle.

"Are you serious?"

"Haha, no. I just wanted to see your face."

We all had a couple of drinks of the champagne that I brought after that and settled down to watch a movie. We all got along pretty good even though Marsha seemed to still be a little shaken up. Still, we had a few pretty good laughs and the drinks seemed to enhance our good moods even more. We passed out about an hour later with the two girls in one bed and me in the other.

I had some pleasant dreams that night to say the least.

****

I woke up first the next morning around 6:30 and luckily I didn't have any signs of a hangover. Both Kelly and Marsha were still sleeping heavily and I tiptoed across the room to grab my toiletries and headed for the shower. I turned the shower on and waited for it to get hot. After a few minutes I jumped in and lathered myself up. Somehow I didn't really want to clean myself after the night before, but smelling of sex is usually not a good idea for a high school teacher so I relented.

I was just washing out my hair when I felt the rush of cold air as the shower curtain opened behind me. I turned around to see Kelly getting in the shower behind me. Her hair was still tousled from sleep and she had a half-awake look about her which was really, really sexy. She smiled at me and put a finger up to her lips telling me to be quiet. My cock stiffened instantly. She turned around and bent over, holding onto the towel rod that was at the back of the shower.

She spread her legs open as far as she could in the shower and I moved right up behind her. I let my cock move over the outside of her lips as I held her firm ass in my hands. I reached down and guided my cock inside her and I felt how wet she already was. Was this girl always horny or what? I wondered if she had the same great dreams that I had last night.

She was silent the whole time I fucked her. I wasn't sure why but she let me fuck her good and hard while the water cascaded down around us. I wondered if she didn't want to wake up Marsha and wanted this to be just for us, or if something else was on her mind. I didn't think about it too much because I was staring at her glistening tight young body in front of me.

I had always been a fan of sex in the shower and this was not going to change my mind. I was nearing cumming and made sure I pulled my cock out the time. I didn't want to cum on her because for some reason when cum gets on your skin in the shower it can be hard to get off. So I pulled out and backed up and let it shoot out of my cock onto the shower floor. Perhaps I would get it or the maid would be forced to, but either way I knew it'd be taken care of.

Kelly turned around when I was done cumming, gave me a smile and did a fake curtsey and then vanished from the shower. I heard her drying off a little in the bathroom and then she made her way back outside and probably back to bed with Marsha. I finished up my shower and then dried off in the bathroom while arranging my shaving tools. After shaving and the rest of my morning duties I got dressed in the room while the girls were just waking up. Well one of them at least.

After they finished their showers and changed into they clothes for that day they went and waited in the car while I checked out. The bill was only $75 total and I was pretty sure I would pay that times ten in a heartbeat for what had occurred the night before and this morning. I got my receipt and headed for the car and work. I wasn't sure I was going to actually work today, but it was worth trying to get through another day.



Detention Ch. 04



I must admit, even after all of this, Jamie Belmonte is the one girl at this school that I'd really like to get my hands on. It's been that way since the first time I saw her last year. She's a beautiful girl in a hot kind of way, tall, blonde and athletic. What is there not to like about her? I'm not saying I want to marry the girl because I'm not sure what's going on upstairs, but in the sack, that's a given.

Since we were having so much success with our little tryst so far, I decided I wanted another conquest. Oh, I could be happy just fucking Kelly and Marsha probably for the rest of my life, but if I was going to attempt this now was the time. I wasn't sure how Kelly or Marsha felt about all this though. I was planning on bringing it up to them on Friday, since were having detention together again. Preferably not when we were screwing though.

An opportunity presented itself when Marsha came into my class on Thursday, still wearing the same clothes as the night before of course. She walked in with none other than Jamie Belmonte at her side. They conversed for a few minutes and I caught Jamie's eye and gave her a polite smile and she did the same. I'm sure she didn't know that she set my heart on fire, or that she sealed her own fate right there, but she did both in the matter of a second.

After class was over I motioned for Marsha to come up to my desk. She said her goodbyes to her friends and came up to my desk.

"What's up?"

"Hey, I have an idea. I'm not sure how it's going to go down with you, or Kelly, but I really need to bring it up."

She gave me a quizzical look and said, "What is it?"

"I want to get Jamie Belmonte involved in our ... thing."

Now I got a really interesting look. "You want to do what?"

"I want to screw her basically, and I want your help."

"Ummm, what could you possibly want me to do about that? And you think you can just screw any girl around here now or what? Are the two of us not good enough for you?"

I knew that one was coming. For one or other ... or both. "Are you kidding me? You guys are fantastic. Unbelievable actually. But I've always thought Jamie was hot and I figured we could give it a try. Imagine the power we could have if we could convince anyone we wanted to sleep with us."

"Okay, you're crazy. This is ridiculous. You want me to seduce my friend and get her to sleep with not only you, but also two girls, one who she happens to be really good friends with. Oh, and she's never touched a girl in her life ... this is just ... and how to suppose we go about this? Hmmm? I'm all ears."

"Well Marsha, since you brought it up, yes I would like you to seduce her while in detention this Friday. I'll find a way for her to be there and you can just work your magic."

I got up and gave her a wink as I walked out the door leaving her standing at my desk with her mouth agape and eyes following me.

****

After I left Marsha to catch flies I walked down to the teachers' lounge looking for Mrs. Brown. I figured she might be able to work a little more of her magic here. If not, maybe she could give me some hints. If that failed I'd have to turn to Kelly. That might not be a bad thing, but I had a bad feeling about asking her so I decided to try Helen first.

She's wasn't in the teacher's lounge and when I asked the secretary if she knew where she was she told she me she was probably still in her room grading papers for the sixth period class. If I was in luck she would give me a few minutes between papers since she didn't have a fifth period class, just like me. Maybe luck would be on my side here.

When I got the classroom I saw that Marsha was just exiting the room. She didn't see me and continued on her way to her next class. Why had she come here first? Intriguing, I was starting to like this girl more and more. I knew Mrs. Brown had gotten Marsha in detention in the first place but was Marsha actually trying to help this quickly, or was something else up? I walked in to find out.

Mrs. Brown was at her desk as advertised and grading papers. I knocked and asked if I could come in and she told me to come have a seat. I pulled a chair closer to her desk and sat down.

"Before you begin,' she started before I had a chance to say anything, 'let me just say that Marsha has taken care of everything."

"Are you serious? Is that why she was just in here?"

"Oh yes, she's actually turning into quite the nice young girl don't you think?"

"Yes I would agree she's actually nothing like the image she likes to portray. Kind of shocking I must say."

"Well we can't always judge books by their covers now can we?" she said with a smile. With her hands folded across the papers on her desk and her glasses she almost looked the part of a grandmother talking to a grandchild, which kind of freaked me out when mixed in with this whole thing. But I had to plow on ...

"Well I won't take anymore of your time Helen; I guess my work was done for me already. I'm sure I'll see you around and I'm sure you'll get any ... 'updates' from Kelly or myself."

She smiled politely with her face saying nothing and said goodbye and that she would keep in touch.

I walked out of the room to find another surprise. Jamie Belmonte was waiting for me around the corner from Mrs. Brown's room. Most students were already in their classrooms at this point so the hall was quiet. She was leaning against the wall with her backpack on and arms folded across her chest. Her long blonde hair was across her chest, somewhat hiding her breasts. She was wearing a dark blue t-shirt and jeans, almost the same outfit Kelly might wear, but tighter and somehow much sexier, from this vantage point anyway.

She looked up at me as I rounded the corner.

"Hey, Mr. Jones, Marsha said you wanted to see me?"

"Uhh ... Hi Jamie. She said that?" was all I could muster.

"Yea she said it was important and you had something you wanted to tell me."

"Really? Is that all she ... said?"

"Yeah ... why?"

"Oh, nothing. Well, I was just at the soccer game last night and I wanted to congratulate you guys on winning. That's all. I mean it was the All-Star game and everything. And you guys did a good job."

"Oh ... kay. Well thanks, although I didn't really do all that much. Marsha is the one who scored all the goals."

"True, she did. But ... I figured congratulations were in order anyway. Also, I'm sorry I didn't get to have you in any of my classes this year, the other teachers have said you're a great student."

I think I might have been redder than a fire engine by now and I was hoping for a nuclear explosion, an earthquake or anything to get this conversation over.

"Oh, well yea, that would have cool I guess. Although I'm not sure what teachers you're talking about ..." She was getting a bit too much of that look in her eye, like she was figuring things out. The silence I needed was here.

"Well, I have to get going ... do you have a class to get to? Do you want me to walk you there ... I mean, is it near here?" Smooth.

"Oh, yea I have to get going, I'm probably late. It's actually right down the hall ... Mrs. Johnson is usually cool if I'm late. Well ..."

"Ah, okay, well have a good day Jamie ..."

"Okay I will. Bye."

"Bye."

And with that it was finally over. I had been sucker punched by Marsha Callaghan right in the gut, with both fists. I hated her and I think I loved her spunk a bit as well. I would respect her a little bit more after this, she did use some quick thinking. I might just have to get Kelly in on this after all.

****

I decided to go back and talk to Mrs. Brown first. After all, I needed to find out if she was somehow in on this or not. Did she know what Marsha was planning or did Marsha lie to her too? What was her relationship with Marsha now? I thought I had an idea a few minutes ago, but now I wasn't so sure.

I didn't ask to come in and sit down this time, I walked right and went right to the seat I had just left. Mrs. Brown looked up at me with the same smile she had before I left. She didn't seem to be regarding me any differently although my new skin was a new color.

"Did you know that Marsha had Jamie right outside the door?"

She gave me a sidelong glance. "Jamie who?"

"Jamie Belmonte, the girl Marsha was in here to talk to you about a few minutes ago."

"That's not the reason that Marsha was in here before. She told me you were going to come in here and tell me that Marsha was to be excused from detention on Friday and that everything was taken care of."

"She what? And did you excuse her?"

"Well of course, after you came in I figured everything was fine and maybe you wanted some alone time with Kelly."

"Well that's not what I was hoping for."

"You wanted me to help you get Jamie Belmonte into your detention this Friday?"

"Yes, well actually I wanted Marsha to do it. But after she didn't seem too keen on the idea I decided to ask you."

"It appears Marsha thinks quicker than we both have given her credit for."

"Yeah no kidding. Now we have to find a way to get her back in detention, along with Jamie."

"We? I believe this is your quest John. I'm not so sure I can help you any more on this. Although I do have a lot of tenure here I just can't see myself getting into a scandal."

"Do you want this to end or are you just washing your hands of it?"

"Just washing my hands, as you say," she replied with a smile.

"Well that's not what I wanted to hear," I gave a long sigh and weighed my options, "Do you think Kelly will still be helpful? Also, do you have any parting gifts for me by any chance? Maybe a few remedies to my dilemma here?"

"Kelly is another conversation. We can have that later. As for Jamie Belmonte, well you could always try what we tried with Marsha but I don't think that would work with her. Also, John, she's not in any of my classes as Marsha is so I'm limited in my opportunities to help you anyway. I think your just going to have to be resourceful here."

I didn't like where this was going but I had to admit I had brought this on myself. "Alright, well thanks again for all your help Helen. If you change your mind just let me know, I'd still love your help."

"Oh your welcome John. Please do continue to come visit and I will still be getting updates. I also look forward to that video we spoke about. Maybe there will be a few more players involved in the future."

"I hope so," I said with a tired smile. "I hope so."

I walked out of her room and found no one waiting for me this time. I still had about ten minutes before I my next class started so I decided to try to talk to Kelly about the situation. I positioned myself around the corner from the classroom where her fifth period class met. After the bell rang and kids starting flooding the halls again I spotted Kelly as she came out near the end of the procession. I followed her a bit before I came up beside her.

"Hey, Kelly, got a minute? We need to talk."

She looked tired as well and looked a bit exasperated. "Yea, hold on though I need to get my trig book from my locker. Meet me by the bathrooms on the second floor in a couple minutes."

I did as I was told and was waiting near the hardly used bathrooms when Kelly came up to me two minutes later. She had her trigonometry book in her hand along with a notebook. She had her hair in a ponytail today along with the fresh clothes she had packed last night.

"What's up?"

"Well I have a lot to tell you but I'll make it brief. I asked Marsha to help me get Jamie Belmonte into detention tomorrow but it backfired. Marsha set me up to talk to her in the hall and it didn't go well. Then Mrs. Brown excused Marsha from detention. So I don't know how to get her and Jamie into detention now ..."

Kelly was giving me a puzzled look at all this, same as when I told Marsha the plan earlier. What was I doing? "Well Helen told me earlier that everything was fine for tomorrow. Unless this all happened after I talked to her. And why do you want Jamie in there? I don't think it's a good idea involving more people. It took a lot of courage just for me to do it the first time with Marsha."

"Well you seemed perfectly fine with it then, Kelly. Look, will you help me get Jamie in there with us and help me with her? I wouldn't be risking this if I didn't really want her. I'm not saying you guys aren't great, because you are, but I've liked her since before this."

"Well what do you want me to do? I don't even know the girl, and Helen can't help you with this?"

"She said she's done with all this. She said she's done her part and doesn't want trouble to come to her because of it. I don't want to screw things up either and I guess I shouldn't have asked but ..."

"John, Mrs. Brown isn't 'done' with this or whatever, she's just playing with you. Look, if you want this to happen your just going to have to do it yourself. But please ... don't fuck things up because it could get ALL of us in trouble. I'm sure that's what Marsha had in mind when she did what she did. Maybe Helen agreed with her.

"I think we can rely on Marsha not to tell anyone now that we've done plenty of stuff she wouldn't anyone to know about. But this new girl ... who knows? I mean I know she's Marsha's best friend or whatever, but that doesn't mean she's going to be totally loyal to her if the shit hits the fan. And Marsha knows her better than both of us. So ... I don't know."

She looked up at me and smiled for the first time. "But look on the bright side, if it's just me and you tomorrow, we can still have a hell of a time."

I smiled at this thought too. "Yes, you're very right about that Kelly. I'll tell you what, if I can't come up with anything by this time tomorrow I'll just let it go. Otherwise I think I've got to go for it because this is my chance. But don't worry, I do like my job enough not to get fired."

"I figured," she said, "ya know with being able to fuck two of your students and everything." She gave me a wink as she whispered this to me.

"Alright, I have to get to class, as do you. Give me an update tomorrow if anything changes, otherwise I'll see you in detention tomorrow."

We parted ways and I walked downstairs to get to my class who were probably around counting the seconds until I was late. I wondered if I could come up with anything between now and the end of the day to get Jamie, and now Marsha, into detention tomorrow. At least I had a nice back up plan, and if things got to hairy I was going to fall back on it quickly. Sex with Kelly alone is probably the best plan B I've ever had. But you just can't give up on a plan A like Jamie Belmonte.

****

The rest of the day passed quickly and nothing came to mind so I let it go for now. I didn't run into Kelly, Marsha or Jamie on the way out of school so I decided to just head home and call it a day. I would have to try to find some way to get the two in trouble in the morning. Maybe Marsha would forget to wear underwear again and Mrs. Brown would have a sudden change of heart, but it was unlikely.

Either way I knew it was going to be a good day because Kelly was going to be in detention tomorrow afternoon. If it was anything like the first time, even without Marsha, it was sure to be a pleasurable experience. Nonetheless, I went to bed hoping for some guidance on my task at hand. A night of grading papers had me groggy and I got to bed slightly earlier than usual.

When I had woken up and gotten ready, I headed into school with a mild case of apprehension. I was a bit nervous about getting found out, or making a dumb mistake and just getting flat out rejected by Jamie. I hadn't really thought about what would happen if she said no because, well, Marsha didn't when Kelly forced this situation on us. How had she been so confident?

I pushed these thoughts aside as I got to the teachers' lounge and said my good mornings. I took my cup of coffee down to my first classroom of the day and was there about ten minutes early. I found a note on my desk from Kelly. How had she gotten in here this early? This girl never ceases to amaze.

The note was short and it told me to meet her back here in this classroom at the beginning of fifth period. Had she found a way to help me with this? Did she have something to tell me? I was intrigued and part of me wanted to get to fifth period as quick as ever and part of me wanted the day to slow down. I knew if I hadn't found a way to get Jamie and Marsha in trouble by then it would be over for today. Maybe that's what Kelly wanted to talk about.

The first three periods went by slowly and as I was waiting for my fourth class of the day a strange thing happened. Marsha walked in wearing her soccer uniform, as the girls do on days when they have games at night, and looked amazing in the shorts. They had a home game tonight so she was wearing her dark green home uniform with gold trim.

She walked up to me while brushing her hair out of her eyes. She kept her voice down as there were still students exiting behind her from the previous class. How had she gotten here this quickly? She put her hands on my desk and leaned over. "Hey, give me and Jamie detention today."

I was stunned. What was going on? "Okay, what for?"

"I don't know, chewing gum or something. Look, I changed my mind and I'm sorry I went behind your back like that and set you up. I sorta feel bad about it and I want to help. I guess since this whole thing started I've let my feelings out a bit more and I must say being with another girl is hot. I'd like to try it with Jamie too."

"Are you serious? Why didn't you say that yesterday?"

"I don't know; I guess I just was shocked when you said that. I thought you were nuts, but then I thought about it and decided it was a good idea."

I couldn't help but smile at this. Now we just needed a way to get them on the list for today. "Hmm. Well why don't you get her to skip a class with you today, next period actually. Then I can catch you two and put you in detention. You'll actually be the first detentions I've ever handed out. The Principal will be proud!"

She gave me a smile that reminded me how beautiful she was and agreed. So that was that. Where had all this luck come from and how much more of it did I have? I wanted to find out but I also wanted to hide some away and keep it for later. I lead a happier lecture this period than the three before and the students responded a bit better. No one nodded off this period.

After class was over Marsha walked out with the rest of the crowd as if nothing was happening. I realized I didn't know where they'd be and if they were caught by someone else the plan might falter. But at least I had a chance and I was guessing Marsha would stay around the area where this classroom was. I didn't know how long it would take her to get Jamie over here or even to skip in the first place, so I gave them five minutes.

Then I remembered Kelly's note and my 'appointment' with her. Shit. I had to hope that Kelly would understand if I was a couple minutes late when I gave her the news. I was hoping she wouldn't feel a bit let down as she did seem happier when it was just going to be us today. I was hoping she'd have as much fan seducing Jamie as she did Marsha.

I waited five minutes and then walked outside the classroom into the hall. I walked around the halls that surrounded the classroom and tried to appear nonchalant. Where the hell was Marsha and when was she going to come by? I finally caught a glimpse of her and Jamie coming down a stairwell at the other end of the hall I was at. They didn't see me at first and I walked down the hallway to meet them.

"Well, what do we have here? What are you ladies doing here? Shouldn't you two be in class?"

Marsha's acting was spot on, as I assumed it would be, and she gave me one her bitchy looks. "We're just a little late to class, we had to use the bathroom. Is that okay? Can we go now?'




Detention Ch. 04



"What class are you trying to get to Marsha? And you Jamie?" I looked at Jamie for the first time in her soccer uniform and she looked just as stunning as Marsha. The uniforms weren't tight on their bodies but they fit them well anyway. Also their blonde hair fit well with the dark green. I couldn't wait to see them close up again later.

Marsha exhaled a long sigh and answered, "I'm trying to get to biology with Mr. Soto."

Jamie didn't seem as inclined to answer and actually seemed to fear getting in trouble, unlike Marsha. When I asked her again she replied, "I have English with Mr. Hall."

"Hmmmm, now if I'm not mistaken both of those classes are way on the other side of the building and on the second floor. Why are you two down here? Also, I just saw you coming down the stairs. That doesn't seem to be helping your situation here."

Marsha kept her exaggerated face on and replied, "Look we got a little lost and we're a little late, so what? What are you going to do give us detention?" She let out an I-don't-think-so laugh and looked at Jamie for confirmation. Jamie just looked back at her and then at me, seemingly not as confident as Marsha. This was great.

"Actually yes I am. I'm going to go tell the Principal I found you two skipping a class and that you both have detention today. I'll expect to see you both there."

I walked away quickly as I had to contain the smile that was on my face. I could hear Marsha bitching to Jamie behind me and I was wondering how long she could keep it up. I wasn't sure if they were actually going to class or not but I was sure they were both going to be in detention.

I wasn't heading for Principal's office though, I was heading back to my first classroom of the day where Kelly was hopefully still waiting. I got there and poked my head in to see Kelly leaning against the teacher's desk with her arms folded. She looked up and saw me as I entered and saw the look on my face. It wasn't the smile I had a minute ago, now I looked flabbergasted.

Standing before me was Kelly Johnson is a dark blue and black checkered schoolgirl's skirt with white knee-highs and a white button down shirt. I don't think I'd ever seen anything so sexy in my entire life. Right now, Jamie Belmonte was the last thing from my mind. Maybe I would never tell the Principal after all.

She saw my look and smiled at me as I walked up to the desk.

"You like it?"

"Kelly you look amazing. How did you get away with wearing this to school today?"

"I came early and changed in the locker room. My parents don't know about it so it's okay. Are you going to punish me for it John?" She gave me a wink.

"I'd love to," I said with a smile, "I'll have to miss out on it."

"Actually, you won't. Sit down in the chair and get your cock out."

I looked at her with more surprise in my face and she walked over to the door and shut it. She turned around and walked back up to the desk to find me still watching her.

"Come on John sit down and get your cock out. I can't come to detention today, I had to get excused. Mrs. Brown said the Principal came around asking why I was in detention two weeks in a row. She told him she had made a mistake and that I didn't really have detention today. So I figured I'd have you fuck me now instead."

I had so much I wanted to say right now but my cock was the one that spoke for me and I sat down and unzipped my pants. It was already hard from the sight of Kelly in a schoolgirl's outfit and it stood right up as she pulled out a condom from her backpack on the desk. She slid it on my cock and then climbed on top of me.

I felt my cock enter her and she made sure it all went inside of her as she let out a soft moan. I couldn't believe I was fucking Kelly in the middle of the day with a packed school, with her in a schoolgirl's outfit and no panties. I moved my hands to grab onto her ass just make sure this was real. It certainly was.

She unbuttoned her blouse for me as she moved up and down a bit faster. She exposed her breasts for me and I saw she wasn't wearing a bra either. This girl was crazy and I loved every second of it. I buried my face in her breasts and she moved her hands through my hair as she moaned in my ear. She was starting to buck a bit as she bounced on my cock.

As she started cumming she let herself go faster and faster until I had no choice but to cum with her. It felt good to be able to cum inside and not have to pull out, even if I was wearing a condom. I had to keep my face in between Kelly's breasts as I came because it felt amazing and I was sure I would be too loud otherwise. Once I was done Kelly slowly pulled me out of her and climbed off of me.

She sat back on the desk and slowly took deep breaths as she watched me take the condom off slowly and try to clean myself up. She had a content look on her face as she sat there with her skirt hiked up and her shirt open, breasts still exposed.

"I really wish I could come today but at least you don't have to stay at school for detention today."

I had totally forgotten to tell her about Jamie and Marsha. In fact she had made me forget all about them.

"Well actually I do have to stay. Marsha decided she wanted to help and we got her and Jamie into detention today. I was hoping you were going to be there too."

Kelly looked a bit surprised and I couldn't blame her.

"I'm sorry I won't be there to see what happens but apparently my good girl reputation has gotten in the way again. Although, I don't know what this outfit will due to that reputation." She laughed and then continued, "Well I hope you had a good time and everything goes okay. I'm glad we were able to get together now then."

"Me too, and by the way, you made me totally forget about the whole thing until you brought up detention again. Seeing you dressed like this just blew my mind. I'm surprised I didn't hear anyone talking about it today."

She smiled at this and I could tell it made her proud. "Thanks, John. I'd like to dress like this more often but I was scared to until now. Now that I know you and Marsha think I'm sexy I guess I don't feel as worried about it. And I saw how fast you got hard so that helps a bit too." She gave me a big grin and stuck her tongue out at me.

"Well that'll be the usual reaction if you keep dressing like this. It's a good thing you're not in any of my classes or I'd never be able to stand up."

She laughed and started to button her shirt and pull her skirt back down to its appropriate length. I still had the condom and wasn't too sure what to do with it when she told me to give it to her. I wasn't sure what she was going to do with it but nothing really would have shocked with me Kelly. She took it and put it in her the front pouch of her bag with a napkin she had brought and told me she'd dispose of it later.

We walked out of the classroom separately after making sure that no one was around and I technically could have given her a detention as well. But this was my own battle to fight and I would have Marsha there to help me. Although that was a scary thought since we really hadn't talked about a game plan. I guess that chips would have to fall where they may. One thing was for sure, I'd already had the best sex I was going to have all day, and any more would just be gravy.

****

The rest of the day passed uneventfully and I headed down to classroom 24 where last week all of this had started. It was hard to believe that it was only a week later and everything had progressed as far as it had. Last Friday at this time I was just another young teacher trying to get by, keeping my detention duty in hopes it would pay off later.

Now as I walked to detention I would have two of the best looking girls in school waiting for me, one of whom I had already fucked in this very same classroom, not to mention a hotel room two nights before. A lot had certainly changed in one week. I dared not think what would happen between now and next Friday. Aliens would probably land if this pace kept up.

I got to the room and found that I wasn't the first one there. Marsha and Jamie were already seated and chatting as I walked in, both still dressed in their game uniforms, and both still looking gorgeous. What a great afternoon this could be.

"Hello ladies, so good to see you here early. I must say that's a change from last week Marsha."

She smiled and I could tell she was going to be the real Marsha right off the bat. "Well I guess there were different circumstances this week. I actually knew where the room was!"

I laughed and took my seat behind the desk facing both of them. Jamie had taken out her homework for the day and set it on the desk in front of her. Marsha was just sitting there with a smile on her face. I was sure Jamie was not going to get to her homework.

"So, you two both know why you're here. The Principal agreed that we couldn't have you two sneaking off during the day and skipping any class you feel like. We're here for the next hour and a half and then you're free to go. I hope you didn't have any pressing obligations to attend to."

"Actually we have a run through practice for our game today in like half an hour. Our coach kind of wanted us to be there," said Marsha while giving me the slightest of winks with the her left eye, "and he's pissed we're in detention. I hope it doesn't affect our playing time tonight. We'll probably lose if both of us are on the sideline."

"Hmm, that wouldn't help school spirit if we lost tonight. Tell ya what, I'll give you girls a way you can get out of early. If you do what I say then you're free to go, if not then you have to stay the full hour and a half and be late to, or miss practice entirely. What do you say?"

Marsha looked over at Jamie with a what-do-you-think look on her face. Jamie looked from her to me and said, "Well what do we have to do? Do we have to take a test or something?"

"Not exactly," I started, "although I guess you could call it one in a sense. See I gave Marsha an ultimatum last week and she took, got out early and everything ended up pretty well. So now here she is again, and I'm pretty sure she'll take it again this week. But it's up to you if you want to too Jamie."

Jamie looked at Marsha who nodded and then said to me, "Well what is it?"

I had no choice but to lay it on the line here and just hope that everything worked out. I was glad I had Marsha on my side or else I probably wouldn't have the nerve.

"I want you two to take off your shorts and panties and masturbate until you cum right here, right now. When you're done, you can go."

Jamie looked like she'd been slapped. I could tell she would be a harder nut to crack than Marsha. She looked over at Marsha who was playing along nicely. She was already lowering her hand into the front of her shorts toward her pussy.

When Jamie saw this she said, "What the hell are you doing? This is disgusting! Your not going to actually do that are you?"

Marsha smiled at her as her hand found her pussy and she started fingering herself, "Why not? I want to go to practice and I sure as hell want to play tonight don't you?"

Jamie continued to stare at her with an are-you-kidding-me look on her face as Marsha continued to finger herself. I politely reminded Marsha that I told her I wanted her to take her shorts and panties off and she took her out and stood up next to her desk. We both watched as she lowered her shorts to reveal lacy pink panties, which she quickly dropped as well.

Marsha's pussy was now fully exposed and she sat on the desk just like she had a week ago when she hadn't been wearing panties to begin with. She ran her hand down to her pussy and started fingering herself again. Jamie was still watching her in shock and I wondered how much more she could take.

Marsha continued to finger herself and I had to stop myself from running over and burying either my bulging hard on or my tongue into her pussy. I didn't think Jamie could take that and that might spell the end of everything. I wasn't sure I'd made the right move yet but Marsha was playing her part and I was playing mine.

Marsha was moaning softly as her fingers worked over her clit and her head was titled back with her eyes closed. When she opened them she looked at Jamie who was avoiding everything with her eyes closed and head down. She clearly couldn't believe what she would be seeing if they were open. "Come on Jamie, just do it. It'll be over in a flash."

Jamie looked up at her and shook her head and continued to look away from her. Marsha kept going and with the next minute was on the verge of cumming. She started moving her hand faster and faster until she had to bite her lip from making too much noise and her body took over. When she was done with her orgasm she climbed down from the desk and dressed herself.

I was wishing she wasn't done and I could watch her finger herself more, because it had been amazing just sitting there and watching. But I knew that couldn't go on forever and we still had other work to do.

"Well Marsha, that was amazing. How do you feel?"

"I feel great, I wish I could stay too to see Jamie do it but I guess I get to go now huh?"

"Yes you do Marsha, go again and get to practice, you've earned it. Have a good time tonight and good luck. I'll be looking for you on the field."

"Thanks, but uh I'd rather stay and watch Jamie do it too, if I could."

"Well, sure, if you'd like. Your free to stay or go at any time now Marsha."

Marsha turned to Jamie and said, "Jamie, come on, we've got twenty five minutes til practice. We can still make it. Just drop those panties and do it." A pause. "Do you want me to help you?"

"Help me? No I think I could do it myself, but I'm not going to. I can't believe you did that Marsha! What if you got caught? How could you do that in front of him? Ugh! Oh my god! What the hell did you do last week?"

Marsha gave me a coy smile and I returned it before she spoke. "Well ... Kelly Johnson ate me out while I gave John head."

I think Jamie's brain almost exploded when she heard what her friend had been doing in detention last week. Add to that what she had just seen her friend do today and I don't think she knew how to function after that. We were throwing a lot at her at once, this was true, but she did have to be to practice now in around twenty minutes.

"So you see Jamie, I'm letting you off relatively easy today. That is unless you want to repeat what Marsha did last week. I'm sure she'd love to go down on you."

Jamie turned to Marsha, "No way. This is just ... to ... I don't know. I can't deal with this, I need to go home." She started to get up before Marsha grabbed her arm and yanked her back down into her seat.

"Jamie just do it for me. Please. I do actually want to touch you. I could help you if you want to. It won't be bad, I swear. Plus I really want to play with you tonight. Also it'll look suspicious if I show up and you don't and I am NOT sitting the bench tonight. So you're either going to get those panties off now or I'm going to help you get them off."

With that Marsha reached her hand over between Jamie's legs and ran her finger up Jamie's slit through her shorts. Jamie practically jumped off of her chair and took Marsha's hand away as soon she could. "What the hell are you doing?"

I figured I had to do something here, and I didn't know what. So I did the thing I really wanted to do. I took my cock out. I walked over to the desk Jamie was at and let my belt go loose and then unzipped my pants.

"Well I guess I can play this game too, it's only fair that I live up to my own rules if I want to go home early too."

I let my pants fall to the floor and my bulge was once again exposed in my boxer briefs in this room. This time it was Jamie looking at it with surprise while Marsha was playing the part of Kelly. She didn't rush over to give me a blow job as Kelly had the week before, instead I pulled my briefs down as well to expose my erect dick to Jamie Belmonte, who was staring at it against her will it seemed.

I started to stroke myself in front of them while I kept my eyes on Jamie. Marsha was now moving closer to Jamie who didn't notice until Marsha's hand was once again down below. This time Jamie didn't move her hand away and Marsha kept her hand between her legs. Marsha also started to kiss the side of Jamie's face while her eyes kept focused on my cock.

While Marsha was still doing her work I grabbed Jamie's right hand which was lying on the desk and brought it to my cock. She didn't protest and I put my hand over hers and let her hand jerk me off. Marsha was now behind Jamie fondling her breasts underneath her uniform while her other hand was slipping beneath Jamie's shorts. I wasn't sure if Jamie was enjoying this or not yet but she was letting it go.

Marsha was whispering something in Jamie's ear as I continued to have her hand stroke me. Jamie replied that she couldn't a few times before Marsha took her mouth away. "Jamie says she'll suck your cock John. She also really wants to take her panties off for me." Jamie flashed Marsha a look but Marsha just smiled and pushed her head back towards me. I took my cue and moved my cock closer to her face.

Marsha let go of Jamie for a second and climbed down on the floor below the desk. She grabbed Jamie's shorts and pulled them off of her, making Jamie sit up to do so. Next she took off Jamie's black panties and threw those aside as well. I wish I could have watched her down there, eating out a girl for the first time but I had business to attend to.

I moved my cock towards her pretty lips and I kept her hand on my cock. I wanted to be inside her either by blow job or sex, it didn't matter.

"Jamie I promise I'll return the favor any time, anywhere you want."

I could hear Marsha spreading Jamie's legs below and Jamie finally gave a sigh and opened up her mouth and moved it towards my waiting cock. When her lips touched my cock I wished I had a video camera. It was a beautiful sight. I kept her hand on my cock to show her I wanted her to stroke me while she sucked me, and she continued.

I imagined what Marsha must be doing below the desk as Jamie started to moan a bit and started to actually suck my cock. It seemed the same transformation that took place with Marsha last week was taking place now. Being eaten out by a girl isn't a bad thing it seemed, at least when Kelly did it. I was glad Marsha had someone so amazing to learn from. I was sure she was doing a great job for Jamie. 

I let my hands touch her head and move through her hair as she licked the head and stroked my shaft. I wished this could have lasted for hours but I was damn sure that couldn't happen. Not unless she gave me sixty blow jobs maybe. I was already feeling pretty good and was wondering where to cum when Marsha found the right spot in Jamie's pussy.

Jamie closed her eyes and moaned while also tightening her grip on my cock. She was now totally lost in the feeling and didn't care what else was going on around her. She stopped sucking for a second until I moved more of my cock into her mouth and reminded her. I wanted to cum when she did, so she wouldn't think twice about taking it in her mouth.

Marsha continued doing what she was doing and it wasn't long until Jamie was in the throes on her orgasm. She muffled a few moans and her body was starting to heave when I finally came. She didn't protest as my cum danced around in her mouth and she kept my cock in her mouth. She didn't swallow at first and I had to take my cock out before I was done so I didn't choke her.

I got a few drops on the desk but managed to keep her uniform clean as she finally swallowed. After she was done swallowing she opened her mouth and mouthed the word Marsha. Of course Marsha didn't see this but I did and it was very sexy. She got some sound on the second attempt and Marsha came up from below decks. She wiped her mouth with her arm and I could smell the juices that she had wiped away.




Detention Ch. 04



"You liked it didn't you, you bitch?" Marsha said with a smirk on her face.

Jamie looked at her and smiled for the first time. "Yeah, I did. That felt so good."

Marsha saw the drops of my cum on the desk and my now limp, but satisfied cock and said, "Well looks like there was some fun going on up here too. It's too bad I couldn't have been up here to watch this too. We'll have to have a replay some day without visual obstructions in the way."

I agreed and for once Jamie didn't think it was such a crazy idea. I had to hand it to Marsha, without her help this never would have happened. I didn't get to have sex with Jamie Belmonte but a blow job was a good start. Now maybe we could kidnap her on Wednesday and see where that would lead. I could only imagine.

I didn't want to get too far ahead of myself and I reminded myself how lucky I was she wasn't going to turn me in for sexual harassment and end my teaching career for good. Without Marsha, she would have. I would have to thank Marsha first before I thanked Jamie for the blow job. What a horrible to do list that was. Sure beats the dishes and the laundry.

We cleaned up the best we could with paper towels and I sent both of them off to practice five minutes late. I left a few minutes after that and went home and took a nap. I had pleasant dreams again and I woke up and pinched myself to make sure this was all real. I decided to go watch the game I had 'helped' the girls participate in tonight.

I called Kelly's cell phone to see if she was available and she said she was. I picked her up outside a local shopping center and we headed over to the school. We watched the game from the fence next to the bleachers on our school's side of the field. I hoped we looked like a young teacher and his teacher's pet, nothing more. I'm not sure we pulled it off but at least we weren't screwing in public.

I told Kelly all about what happened and she agreed that Marsha had learned well from her, although she didn't let me fuck her in the ass. I told her there was plenty of time left and she gave me a smile.

"Marsha sure does have a nice ass too huh?" she said.

"That she does. I wouldn't mind breaking her in either, so to speak."

"Well I don't think she'd want you to break it, but maybe if you were gentle."

"Wait, you're advising me to be gentle? That's a first huh?"

"Okay, okay, maybe just this once. But once she gets used to she'll be fine. I'll teach her how to take it."

Indeed she would.

We watched the end of the game, our team won 4-3 with Jamie scoring the winning goal. So I felt I had accomplished something today; without me our school probably wouldn't have won tonight. Well, okay that wasn't really true, but anyway it made me feel good. It was also good to watch them play and they looked good doing it.

We caught Marsha and Jamie's eye as they came off the field together and we exchanged smiles. Jamie seemed much more comfortable with things now and I wondered if they had talked it over, amongst other things. since I last saw them. I now looked forward to repaying Jamie the favor I promised her and exploring more of her body. I was off to a good start but I couldn't have done it without the help of my naughty little friends.