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St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 01

By: Celtic_Heart



Moonlight streamed in through a gap in the curtains. A hastily muffled giggle woke Shona from her sleep. Turning round as quietly as she could, she opened her eyes and glanced over to the far side of the room. Straining her eyes against a darkness only dimly penetrated by the light coming in through the window, Shona was just able to make out the shape of not one, but two people occupying her roommate's bed. Once again, Jane had managed to smuggle someone into their dorm. Shona smiled. She'd done the same thing often enough herself. 

Fleetingly, as she watched the two figures, one on top of the other, their bodies moving together under the quilt, Shona wondered if she should alert them to the fact that their passion had woken her in the hope that they would invite her to join in. It wouldn't be the first time that the two 18 year old head girls of St. Mary's Sixth Form College had ended up sharing a lover. Realising she was getting turned on watching her friend being on the receiving end of a good fuck, she decided to watch in silence. 

As her eyes became accustomed to the near darkness Shona was able pick out more detail. Shona had expected that Jane's 'guest' would be her boyfriend, Matt. She had to stifle a gasp of surprise when she realised that it wasn't. The 'guest' who was screwing her roommate was one of Matt's best friends, the captain of the neighbouring St. Mark's Boys Sixth Form College rugby team, Phil Ross. 

It wasn't the fact that Jane was fucking someone other than her boyfriend that shocked Shona, there was nothing new in that and Shona was no more faithful to her own boyfriend, Craig, than Jane was with Matt. What surprised Shona was that just four nights ago, while Jane was in Matt's dorm enjoying an extended celebration of her birthday, Phil had been here, in this very room, doing to her what he was now doing to Jane. At least she hadn't had to keep quiet. Jane was usually very vocal during sex and the fact that she was having to bottle up her passion, trying desperately not to wake her friend as Phil fucked her senseless must have been tearing her up inside. Shona smiled wickedly to herself. 

Even from the other side of the room, Shona could hear the soft, squelching sound of her friend's cunt being speared, over and over again by Phil's cock. Her mind drifted back to Friday night and she could almost feel Phil above her, pinning her to the bed as, thrusting hard, he drove his generously proportioned cock repeatedly into her eager cunt. 

Shona's pussy throbbed. Her mind filled with images of lust filled passion as her fingers worked their way up the inside of her thighs towards her mound. She bit her lip to hold back a moan as her fingers slipped between the hot, wet folds of her pussy. Pressing them against the entrance, they slid easily into her cunt. Reaching up under her night-shirt with her free hand, Shona began to caress her firm, young breasts as she slowly finger fucked herself with the other. 

Feeling a warm glow spread over her as she twisted her fingers inside her cunt and pressed her clit with her thumb, Shona stole another glance over at Jane's bed. The covers had fallen away. Jane was lying on her front, her legs spread wide. Phil was above her, thrusting his cock into her from behind with powerful surges of his hips. Jane's face was a mask of pleasure, overlain with the slightest touch of pain. Her face told Shona, more plainly than words, that Phil's cock, just as it had been on Friday night with her, was now being buried deep in Jane's arse. 

Jane was moaning softly as Phil plunged his cock into her back passage. Playing with her nipples underneath her night-shirt, Shona forced a third finger into her cunt. The forcibly muted grunts and moans from the other side of the room fuelled her arousal. "Mmmm," she sighed quietly as the walls of her cunt contracted around her fingers, gripping them tight as she drove them deep inside. 

Jane had raised herself onto all fours. Supporting herself with one hand, the other was between her legs, stroking her clit as Phil impaled her arse with his dick. Shona could here the sound of his balls slapping against her friend's enflamed pussy and Jane's hoarse whispers urging him on. 

In her mind, Shona's fingers had become a cock that was fucking her relentlessly towards her climax. Whether the cock belonged to Phil, her boyfriend, Craig, or somebody else she didn't care. Keeping a steady pressure on her throbbing clit with her thumb, Shona's breathing deepened. As her pulse quickened she had to fight the urge to writhe with pleasure, desperate not to alert the oblivious Phil and Jane to her presence. 

Jane's moans began to increase in volume, adding to Shona's arousal. Phil's breathing was becoming increasingly laboured. The pressure within Shona mounted as she struggled to deny her body the release it craved. 

With a muffled "Oooh!" of pleasure, Jane fell forward onto the bed. Phil collapsed on top of her, his hips still thrusting of their own volition. Shona drove her fingers deep into her cunt, biting her lip to prevent the lust fuelled moan that would have betrayed her. She wanted to cry out but couldn't. Her back started to arch and she forced herself to remain still as her orgasm washed over her. Her restraint made the sensations even more painfully intense, bringing tears to her eyes as powerful contractions spread from her womb to engulf her. 

Time passed as Shona let her body relax. She sensed rather than saw Phil rise from Jane's bed and begin to pull on his clothes. Still feigning sleep, she watched as he quietly made his way to the window. Stealthily pulling it open, Phil climbed onto the sill and eased himself out through the gap onto the ledge outside. Moments later, Jane rose and walked, naked, across the room to the window. 

Shona stole a glance at her roommate, her body illuminated in the moonlight as she reached out to close the window. It was a body that Shona knew well, having explored every inch of it lovingly with her fingers and tongue on many occasions. As Jane pulled the curtains closed and turned to make her way back to bed, Shona opened her eyes fully and smiled. "Mmmm," she purred, "I enjoyed that." 

Jane froze as Shona sat up and stretched. "Y... you were awake?" she stammered in surprise. 

"Uh huh," said Shona, "and I watched everything. He's pretty good isn't he? Phil, I mean." 

"You haven't?" 

"I most certainly have," announced Shona smugly, "last Friday night, right here in this very bed, while you were celebrating with Matt. I gave him an 8 for ability and a 10 for stamina." 

Jane laughed, "Well, yes, I suppose. He's not very good with his tongue though." 

Shona thought about it. "You're right," she said, "but with a cock like that, who cares?" 

They both laughed. "True," said Jane as she sat down on the edge of Shona's bed. "Oooh!" she cried and wriggled, trying to find a comfortable position. 

"Tender?" enquired Shona. 

"Just a bit," admitted Jane. 

"Never mind," said Shona consolingly, putting her arm around her friend, "my arse hurt like hell afterwards. It'll be better in a couple of days." 

"I thought you'd been walking a little gingerly," remarked Jane coyly, "now I know why." 

"Mmmm," replied Shona dreamily, 

"Shona...?" enquired Jane. 

"Yes...?" 

"I'm still horny." 

"Me too!" was Shona's emphatic response. The words were barely out of her mouth before Jane began tugging at her night-shirt, pulling it off over Shona's head. Shona moved into her friend's embrace as their lips pressed together, their tongues exploring each others' mouths. 

"Mmmm, Shona," purred Jane, briefly removing her lips from Shona's as she reached up to caress her friend's breasts. She lowered her head and began to flick her tongue over Shona's nipples. Shona moaned softly in response as her roommate's touch rekindled her desire. 

"Oh Jane!" sighed Shona, "suck them! Suck my tits!" Jane sucked Shona's left nipple deep into her mouth. "Yessss!" cried Shona as she ran her fingers up the inside of her friend's thigh, coating them in the warm stickiness of Phil's cum as it trickled out of Jane's body. Shona quickly found the entrance to Jane's cunt and, without any hesitation, she slipped two fingers into the warm wet confines of her recently fucked pussy. Jane responded by biting on Shona's nipple. "Ow!" exclaimed Shona and she pressed her thumb firmly against Jane's clit. 

As Shona drove her fingers in and out of her friend's cunt she felt Jane's fingers press into the folds of her own pussy. She spread her legs and moaned as Jane slid two fingers inside her. 

Jane gave Shona's nipple one final suck then pressed her lips against those of her roommate. Their tongues twined in each others' mouths as they drove their fingers in and out of each others' cunts. Their passion mounted quickly as they pleasured each other with their fingers, thrusting them deep inside each others' bodies as their desire rose higher and higher. 

Jane broke away. "I need your mouth on my pussy!" she exclaimed, staring longingly into her friend's deep green eyes, her voice hoarse with with lust. Shona slipped her fingers from Jane's cunt and raised them to her lips. "Mmmm," she murmured as she lay back, licking Jane's juices from her fingers. 

Jane quickly straddled Shona's head, her cum streaked thighs on either side of her face. Shona's tongue darted out and slipped between Jane's moist labia. "Yesss!" cried Jane as she leaned forward, pressing her mouth against Shona's pussy. She sucked on Shona's clit as her friend's tongue darted in and out of her warm, wet hole. 

The girls feasted on each other, drawing on their long experience of intimacy to drive each other wild. Their tongues explored every fold of each others' pussies. Their mouths sucked hungrily on each others' clits. Shona was intoxicated by the mixture of Phil's cum and her friend's juices as they flowed into her mouth. 

Jane sat up, grinding her mound against Shona's mouth. She reached up to squeeze and caress her breasts, teasing her nipples with her fingers. "Yessss!" she moaned as she rode he friend's face, "Oh fuck, Shona. Harder! Harder!" Shona sucked hard on Jane's clit, drawing it deep into her mouth and flicking the tip roughly with her tongue. "Oh yes! Don't stop!" urged Jane as she felt the first stirrings of her impending orgasm. 

Humming softly as she sucked on her roommate's clit, Shona reached up and pressed the tip of one finger against the puckered entrance of Jane's tight rear hole. "Ooooh, mmmm!" sighed Jane as the finger slid into her back passage. Her body began to shake, her hips bucked as her orgasm awoke sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. 

Shona continued to lick, each touch of her tongue on her friend's enflamed clit caused Jane's body to shudder violently. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh yesssss!" cried Jane as the intensity of her climax mounted higher and higher. She tugged on her nipples with her fingers. Lightning bolts of pleasure shot through her. Finally, unable to take any more, Jane collapsed forward on top of Shona, breathing hard as she let the energy of her violent release dissipate. 

She lay there for a while, letting her body recover as Shona's hands lovingly caressed her. Finally she got up, sitting next to Shona she smiled at her and said, "Fuck, that was good." Before Shona could reply, Jane leant forward and kissed her, tasting herself on her friend's lips. "Your turn now," she whispered softly to Shona, then began to kiss her way down her roommate's body. 

Shona felt a thrill of anticipation as Jane's mouth worked its way inexorably towards its goal. Jane wasted no time teasing her friend. She knew exactly what Shona needed. Her tongue flicked out and licked along the length of Shona's slit. "Oh Jane!" moaned Shona as her roommate's tongue began its exploration of her pussy. She reached down. Running her fingers through Jane's long blonde hair, she pushed her friend's face firmly against her. 

Jane's tongue darted in and out of the opening of Shona's cunt. Shona's juices flowed into her hungry mouth. Jane reached up to squeeze Shona's breasts, pressing them firmly together as her mouth feasted on her pussy. "Yess!" purred Shona, "Squeeze them! Oh yes! Oh Jane! Oh mmmm!" Jane flicked her tongue over Shona's clit then sucked each of her labia into her mouth, running her tongue along their edge. 

Shona began to writhe on the bed as she surrendered herself to her friend's touch. Her body felt as if it was on fire as Jane used every trick she knew to drive her wild. "Oh God! That's it! Eat me!" she cried as Jane's mouth devoured her most intimate flesh. 

Jane sucked Shona's clit into her mouth and started to hum softly. The response was immediate. With a triumphant, "Yes!" of pleasure, Shona's back arched, lifting her bum off the bed, as her climax claimed her. Jane's tongue flicked lightly over Shona's clit causing her to flinch with every touch. Shona's head tossed from side to side as she let the breaking waves of her orgasm wash over her. She fought hard to hold on until she could take no more and, reluctantly, pleaded with her friend to stop. 

Jane wriggled her way back up the bed. Shona looked deep into her friend's ice blue eyes, "Thank you!" she whispered as they took each other in their arms. 

Jane kissed her lightly. "My pleasure," she replied. 

"Stay with me," begged Shona. 

"Always," replied Jane. 

Shona pulled the quit up around them. Lying on their sides, their bodies pressed firmly together, the friends quickly fell asleep.

St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 02



It was a warm, spring evening as Shona crossed the immaculately manicured gardens that separated her school, St. Mary's from the neighbouring boy's school, St. Mark's. A group of boys lounged on one of the benches next to the ornamental fountain that was the garden's centrepiece. "Hey Shona! You lookin' for some fun?" called one of the boys, gesturing obscenely in her direction. 

"Think y' can take us all?" called another. 

Shona smiled to herself as she walked by, ignoring those and a host of other suggestive comments that the boys threw in the direction of her retreating back. Some girls would have been offended by the boys' crude remarks but Shona didn't care. She was proud of her reputation. She'd worked hard to get it and had achieved immense satisfaction into the bargain. 

Presently, Shona passed the last of the school buildings and made her way down the hill towards the river. Her destination, nestled in the shade of four ancient oaks, just around the next bend of the river's slowly meandering path was the old boat house. 

The brooding, Victorian structure was deserted at this time of year. Shona walked quickly past and made her way along the stone pier. Reaching the end she quickly kicked off her shoes. Reaching up under her skirt, she pulled off her tights and stuffed them into the pocket of her blazer. She sat down, dipping her feet into the cold, quickly flowing water of the river. Leaning back against one of the mooring rods, Shona removed her tie and undid the top two buttons of her blouse. The tie joined her tights in her pocket and Shona let out a deep sigh of relaxation. 

Shona dug her cigarettes out of her other pocket. Extracting one from the packet, she placed it between her lips as she fished about for her lighter. Finding it in the inside pocket of her blazer, she raised the flame to the end of her cigarette and inhaled drawing the smoke deep into her lungs. Exhaling as she returned the lighter to her pocket, Shona watched as a pair of swans glided regally past the end of the pier. 

Shona puffed contentedly on her cigarette, drinking in the splendid solitude of her location. This had always been one of her favourite spots on the school grounds and she had spent many peaceful hours sitting here, smoking and relaxing from the strains of academic life. 

Shona's reverie was interrupted with an abrupt cough. Turning in the direction of the sound she was suddenly alarmed to see Mr. Baxter, the assistant groundsman, staring intently at her. Shona cursed herself for not hearing his approach. She still held the smouldering stub of her cigarette between her fingers and she knew she was in trouble. 

"So, Miss Fraser, would you like to explain yourself?" enquired Mr. Baxter. 

Shona shrugged, there was very little she could say. "I was having a smoke," she said taking a final draw on her cigarette then flicking the butt out into the middle of the river. 

"So I saw," was the stern reply. "I don't suppose I need to tell you what the punishment for being caught smoking on school grounds is, do I?" 

Mutely, Shona shook her head. 

"No, I didn't think so." They stood for a moment, staring at each other in silence. "There again," he added, quite obviously eying Shona up, "maybe we could come to some arrangement. I mean, it'd be a shame to be expelled for something so minor, wouldn't it?" 

"I don't know what you mean," replied Shona, hotly. 

"Oh come now Miss Fraser, you know exactly what I mean," he said. "I understand that the term 'head' girl has more than one meaning when applied to you. So why don't we start with you unbuttoning your blouse?" 

Shona stood, transfixed as she watched Mr. Baxter begin to unzip his trousers, "I..., I...," she stammered. 

"Don't play innocent with me you little Irish whore," he snapped, "I know all about you and that little blonde slut of a friend of yours." 

Shona sighed. She slipped off her blazer and began to unbutton her blouse as Mr. Baxter pulled out his cock and began to stroke it. "Do want me to take it off?" she asked as she undid the last button. 

"Nah," he replied, "keep it on. Don't want you getting cold but lose the bra." 

Shona reached behind her to undo the hook then, putting her hand up inside her short sleeve, she pulled, first one, then the other strap down over her arms. Finally, she deftly pulled her bra through her sleeve and tossed it defiantly to the ground. Putting her hands on her hips she cocked her head coyly to one side and looked at her tormentor. 

"Nice," he said licking his lips, "very nice." He reached out and cupped Shona's breasts with his hands, his thumbs firmly pressing her nipples. Shona cursed herself as she let a soft sigh escape from between her lips. "You like that don't you, you little slut?" asked Mr. Baxter as his fingers began to knead her firm young breasts. 

Shona didn't reply. She glanced downwards to take a proper look at his cock. Despite herself, she liked what she saw. It was about 8" long, satisfyingly thick with a heavily veined shaft. Shona licked her lips appreciatively and reached out a hand to stroke it. Mr. Baxter moaned as she worked her fingers up and down its length. "Fuck that feels good," he moaned. He endured her touch for a few moments longer before breaking away. "Get down on your knees!" he demanded, "Let's see if you're as good as everyone says you are." 

Shona quickly did as she was told. Despite everything, this was a cock she knew she was going to enjoy. She ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft then swirled it around the head, coating it in a warm film of saliva. Mr. Baxter moaned as she flicked her tongue roughly over the slit at the tip. "Suck it!" he demanded hoarsely. 

Shona opened her mouth wide and took the head of his cock between her lips. Pausing only to accustom herself to its girth, she began to slowly move her head back and forth, drawing him deeper into her mouth with every stroke. "That's it, suck it you little whore!" urged Mr. Baxter as Shona slid her lips along his shaft. 

She began to increase her pace, moving her head more and more rapidly. Shona felt Mr. Baxter's finger clench in her long, dark hair as he began to thrust his hips, driving his cock deeper into her mouth. She reached up to squeeze his balls as they hung, full and heavy, in front of her chin. 

Shona's jaw began to ache. She pulled her lips back until only the head of his cock was still in her mouth, Then, sucking hard, she swirled her tongue around the head. 

"Oh fuck, that's good you cock sucking little slut!" said Mr. Baxter from between clenched teeth as Shona worked the tip of her tongue into the slit in his cock's tip. She was surprised when, without warning, he pulled his cock from her mouth. "Stand up! he demanded. "Stand up and bend over. I'm goin' to fuck your sweet little Irish cunt." 

Shona did as she was told, leaning against the mooring rail for support. Mr. Baxter hitched up her skirt then tugged at her knickers, pulling them down to her ankles. Shona quickly kicked them off and spread her legs in readiness. He parted her wet lower lips with one finger and a shiver of anticipation ran up Shona's spine. 

Mr. Baxter licked her juices from his finger. "So you enjoyed that did you?" he asked, "Well let's see how enjoy having my cock inside you." Shona felt him position the tip of his cock against her entrance. without any further warning, he grabbed her hip and thrust his thick cock into her cunt. 

"Oooh!" exclaimed Shona as she felt the walls of her cunt stretch to accommodate his dick. "Mmmm, oooh," she sighed as he began to thrust in and out. She pushed her hips back, meeting his cock on the deepest point of its thrust. Supporting herself on her elbows, Shona began to play with her nipples as Mr. Baxter pumped his cock in and out. 

Shona clenched the walls of her cunt around his cock, gripping it tight as it thrust deep inside her. "Fuck!" moaned Mr. Baxter, "I'd never have thought a slut like you would have a cunt so tight." 

Shona began to moan as she savoured the sensations of Mr. Baxter's cock pounding her cunt with ever increasing force. She squeezed her nipples tight between her fingers and felt her pelvic muscles tighten in response. "You're enjoying this, aren't you slut?" asked Mr. Baxter as he repeatedly impaled her with his dick. 

"Mmmm, yes," replied Shona, pushing her hips back as she strove to take him deeper." Her knees began to tremble as the pressure inside her began to mount. Her body began to shake as her pussy pulsed around Mr. Baxter's cock. Reluctantly removing her fingers from her nipples, she supported herself with one hand and reached between her legs with the other. Her fingers made contact with her clit; a light, feathery touch. That fleeting contact was all Shona needed. Moaning loudly as she came, Shona surrendered herself to her climax. 

She had no time to recover. Mr. Baxter's breathing was becoming laboured. "Can't hold on," he gasped as he pulled his cock from Shona's well fucked cunt. "Turn round!" he demanded, "I want to come in your mouth." 

Shona's cunt felt strangely empty as she knelt down in front of Mr. Baxter. His cock was slick with her juices as she took the head into her mouth and began to suck. Wrapping her fingers around the shaft, her hand blurred as she pumped along its length. Pre-cum oozed from the slit and Shona savoured its rich, salty flavour. "Oh fuck," moaned Mr. Baxter, his voice hoarse with the strain of holding back, "Oh fuck, here it comes you little slut! Here it... Oooh YESS!!" His cock erupted, filling Shona's mouth with his hot, sticky sperm. Shona swallowed hard as jet after jet of thick cum shot into her mouth. The torrent threatened to overwhelm her and, despite her best efforts, she could feel some trickle down her chin. 

"Fuck , that was good," moaned Mr. Baxter as his eruption slowed to a trickle. Shona sucked the last drops from his knob before licking the rest of his shaft clean of her juices. Finally, she sat back, wiped her chin and licked the last traces from her fingers. "I guess you really are as good as everyone says you are," said Mr. Baxter as he tucked his cock back inside his trousers and pulled up his zip. "Well I'd best be off. Don't want to have to explain why I'm so late getting home. Goodbye Miss Fraser, enjoy the rest of your evening." With that, he turned and strode away. 

Shona buttoned up her blouse as she watched Mr. Baxter's retreating back. When he'd disappeared around the side of the boat house Shona stood up. She put on her blazer and gathered up her discarded underwear, stuffed it into one of the pockets. As she slipped her shoes back on she reached into her pocket for a cigarette. She leaned against the mooring rail as she lit up. Her body still tingled with the afterglow of the fuck she'd just received. She closed her eyes and smiled dreamily as she recalled the feeling of Mr. Baxter's thick cock inside her cunt. Despite the situation she had to admit that she'd enjoyed the coarseness of it all. It had been immensely satisfying yet, to her surprise, Shona realised that she was still turned on. 

She sucked on her cigarette, wondering what she could do to fulfil the desire Mr. Baxter's ruthless fucking had awoken. A familiar voice brought her quickly back the present. 

"Thought I might find you here," said Craig, smiling broadly as he approached her. Shona smiled as Craig put his arms around her and kissed her soundly. "You should be careful," said Craig as Shona took another draw on her cigarette, "I saw Mr. Baxter as I was on my way over. Imagine what would have happened if he'd caught you." 

"Hmm," replied Shona with a shrug. She flicked the stub of her cigarette into the river, "Fancy a walk along the river?" she asked. 

"Sure. Why not?" he replied, kissing her again then taking her hand as they turned towards the path that made its way through the woods at the side of the river. 

They walked for about twenty minutes, stopping occasionally to kiss each other with ever increasing passion. It was no surprise to Craig, who could read his girlfriend's moods unfailingly, that when they reached the small thicket that hid a clearing in a hollow next to a broad bend in the river she kissed him then said, "Take me Craig, I need to feel you inside me." 

Shona made her way behind the bushes. Craig followed and watched as his girlfriend sat down and began to unbutton her blouse. As she undid the last button she pulled her blouse open to reveal her naked breasts. She lay back and hitched up her skirt. Craig stared down at his girlfriend and she smiled back at him. "What're you waiting for?" she asked. "Get down here and get on top of me!" 

Craig smiled then knelt down beside her. He kissed her briefly then turned his attention to her breasts. Cupping them in his hands, he worked his tongue over their surface before sucking the nearest nipple into his mouth. "Mmm, that's nice," sighed Shona as Craig's tongue made her breasts wet all over. 

Shona's breasts were large and very sensitive and she squirmed with pleasure as Craig's tongue licked all over them. "Oh God, Craig, ooooh!" she moaned as he sucked her nipple into his mouth once again and flicked it roughly with his tongue. 

Craig sucked and licked Shona's breasts until he knew she was ready for something more. Quickly, he moved between her outstretched legs and leaned forward. "Ohhh, yesssss!" she purred as her worked his tongue into the moist folds of her pussy. "Oh yes! Eat me!" she urged. Craig dipped his tongue into the warm, wet confines of her cunt then turned his attention to her clit. As he lashed it with his tongue he reached up to squeeze Shona's breasts. "Oh, mmmm," she sighed as he pressed her breasts together and pinched her nipples with his fingers. 

Craig's attentions, coupled with her already high state of arousal, quickly brought Shona to boiling point. Her body shook as his mouth feasted on her pussy. Suddenly, her back arched as the dam broke and her orgasm flooded over her. Ohhh Craig!" she moaned, Fuck me! Stick your cock in my cunt and fuck me hard!" 

Craig struggled to undo his jeans as he continued to flick his tongue over Shona's clit. Her body flinched with every touch of his tongue as he pushed his jeans and boxers down to his ankles. "Fuck me Craig! Fuck me now!" urged Shona. Craig moved up and positioned himself above her. "Ooooh, mmmm!" she moaned as he entered her with a single thrust and began to pump his cock in and out of her cunt. 

Shona pulled her knees up, letting Craig in deeper. She dug her nails into his bum. "Harder Craig. Fuck me harder!" she cried as his cock pounded in and out with increasing force. Craig's cock may not have been as large as Mr. Baxter's but he knew how to use it to give his girlfriend the maximum satisfaction. Shona felt his balls slap against her with every thrust and tightened the walls of her cunt around his shaft. "Yes! Ohhh yesss!" she moaned in response to the long, powerful strokes of her boyfriend's cock. 

She endured the relentless pounding of Craig's cock until she realised what she needed to satisfy her need. "I want your cock in my arse," she said, "Fuck my arse!" 

Craig pulled out and Shona rolled over. She got up onto all fours and Craig took up position behind her. She felt the head of his cock press against the puckered entrance of her rear hole and moaned as it began to work its way past the resistance of her arsehole. 

Inch by inch, Craig slowly sank his cock into his girlfriend's back passage. "Oh yess!" cried Shona as Craig's cock began to stroke in and out, "Fuck it! Fuck my arse! Fuck it hard!" 

Craig grabbed hold of her hips and began to drive his cock into Shona's arsehole, increasing the pace with every thrust. His balls slapped against her enflamed pussy lips as his cock plunged in and out of her tight rear entrance. "Oh yes! Oh fuck, yes!" cried Shona as she pushed her hips back, impaling her arsehole on her boyfriend's dick. 

A familiar glow of anticipation spread over Shona's body. She reached back, between her legs, to stroke her throbbing clit as Craig stabbed his cock deep into her back passage. Craig reached forward, grabbing her breasts and squeezing them as he repeatedly sank his cock into Shona's trembling body. 

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Ohhhh mmmmmm!" sighed Shona as her climax gripped her. "Harder! Oh Craig, fuck me harder!" she pleaded. 

Breathing hard, Craig endeavoured to comply. His own climax was approaching and he struggled to hold back. "Oh Shona," he moaned, "Oh... Oh..." The pressure became unbearable. With one final, powerful thrust, he sank his cock in Shona's arsehole and emptied his load into her bowels. 

Shona collapsed, unable to support her tortured body any longer. Craig fell on top of her, his cock still inside her, his hips thrusting involuntarily as he filled her back passage with jet after jet of hot, sticky cum. When his climax finally subsided he pulled out, rolled onto his back and lay there, eyes closed and breathing hard. 

Shona sat up and lit a cigarette as Craig struggled to recover. She slipped off her blouse then rummaged in the pocket of her blazer for her bra. Putting it on, she quickly slipped on her blouse and began to button it up. She felt Craig's cum begin to trickle from her arsehole and reluctantly decided that she had better put her knickers back on too. She finished her cigarette as Craig lay still beside her, recovering. 

Finally he stirred. Sitting up, Craig struggled to pull up his jeans. With a sigh he stood up and straightened his clothes. Shona rose too. Putting her arms around him she kissed him lingeringly on the lips. "Thank you," she purred contentedly, "I really needed that." 

Craig laughed, "I sort of noticed," he said with a smile. "We'd best be getting you back," he added, "Wouldn't want you getting into trouble for staying out late." 

Shona kissed him again. "I guess you're right," she said with a sigh. 

"C'mon then," said Craig, taking her hand as he led her back to the path. With a deep sense of satisfaction, Shona looked forward to telling Jane all about her evening.



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 03



Sweat dripped from Jane's brow as she lunged in time to the music. Aerobics had never really interested her, that was until the arrival of Mr. Fitzgerald, the young and extremely good-looking South African student P.E. instructor who had arrived at the start of the term. He was 6'4" and powerfully built with short, sun bleached hair, piercing blue eyes and a slightly crooked smile. His tightly packed muscles rippled below his skin as he moved. 

For the last three weeks Jane had attended the class faithfully. Twice a week she lunged, stretched and sweated along with the dozen or so other girls as Mr. Fitzgerald put them through their paces. As usual, she was in the front row. Standing directly in front of him she deliberately exaggerated her movements. Her breast bounced and jiggled as she moved, threatening to spill out of the top of the tight but low cut lycra leotard that she wore. Turning round, she wiggled her bum ever so slightly as she reached forward to touch her toes. Every now and then she'd catch him staring at her and she'd smile, occasionally winking in acknowledgement of his scrutiny. Jane had been using her body language to flirt outrageously with Mr. Fitzgerald since the very first class and it was clear to her that he was more than just slightly interested. 

The music stopped. Jane stood, hands provocatively on her hips, shoulders back and breathing deeply. Her breasts rose and fell as she drew air into her lungs. Yet again, she caught Mr. Fitzgerald staring at her generously proportioned assets as she strove to display them to maximum effect. She smiled, licking her lips just ever so slightly. He smiled back then said, "Right girls, that's enough for tonight. See you all again on Thursday." With that he turned and made his way to the door of the male changing room. 

The rest of the class trooped off dutifully towards the girl's changing room. Jane held back on the pretext of gathering up her kit and taking a long drink from her water bottle. Waiting until the rest of the girls had left the hall she counted slowly to ten to steady her nerves and turned and walked in the other direction. 

Pushing the door quietly open, she crept into the male changing room. She could hear the sound of water spraying from the showers and she made her way stealthily towards them. Reaching the door to the shower room, she looked inside to be greeted with the expected view of Mr. Fitzgerald, his back towards her and water running down his powerfully muscled body. She watched entranced as he washed himself and felt the first stirrings of desire. He turned round and Jane stood, rooted to the spot as he acknowledged her presence with a wry smile. 

"So, Miss Jones, just what, exactly, are you doing in here?" he asked. "I am, as I'm sure you're aware, perfectly capable of rubbing my own back," he added with just a hint of mischief in his voice. 

Smiling, Jane opted for the direct approach, "I was just admiring the view," she said coyly, "and it wasn't really your back I was interested in rubbing," she added, pointedly staring below his waistline. 

She was rewarded with a rich laugh. "I'm flattered, Miss Jones," he said lightly, "but just what makes you think I'd be interested?" 

Provocatively, Jane began to rub her hands over her breasts. "Well," she purred, "you seemed to be paying these quite a bit of attention." She began to slide the straps of her leotard off her shoulders and down her arms. "I thought you might just want a closer look," she added as she pushed the top of her leotard down to her waist, revealing her large, firm, young breasts. She began to cup and caress her naked breasts with her hands. "I'm sure there are bits of me other than my back that you'd like to rub." 

The effect she was having was obvious. Mr. Fitzgerald made no attempt to conceal the impressive erection that he was now sporting. Jane wasn't disappointed with what she saw. His cock was deliciously thick and at least 9" long. Just looking at it set her juices flowing. Hitching her thumbs into the waistband of her leotard, she slowly pushed it down over her hips and let it fall to the ground, revealing her smooth, hairless pussy. She stepped forward. "I think we need to do something about this," she said, wrapping her fingers about his shaft and beginning to gently rub. 

"And just what do you suggest, Miss Jones?" he asked with a perfectly straight face. 

"Call me Jane," she purred as she knelt down in front of him. Then, licking her lips, she added, "I thought this might be good for starters." Jane opened her mouth and stretched her lips around the head of his cock. 

"Hmm, an excellent suggestion, Jane," he said as she slid her lips down his shaft, taking his cock deep into her mouth. He leant back against the wall for support as Jane's head bobbed back and forth, working her lips up and down along his length. 

Sucking hard, Jane swirled her tongue around the head and flicked it over the slit at its tip. With a long, deep, lust filled groan, Mr. Fitzgerald reached forward to grab the back of Jane's head, twining his fingers in her long, blonde hair. Holding her head in place he began to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth increasing the pace with every stroke. "I hope you're enjoying this you little cocksucker," he growled as he stabbed prick deep into Jane's hungry mouth, " because I know I am." 

Jane was more than enjoying it, she was loving every second. While she enjoyed and was considered something of an expert at performing oral sex nothing made her happier than having a man treating her mouth as nothing more than just another hole to fuck. With one hand she reached up to squeeze his balls, reaching down to stroke her clit with the other, while sucking hard on the thick cock that was being forced into her mouth. 

Jane's body began to tremble as she drove her fingers into her cunt, her thumb pressing against her throbbing clit. Pre-cum was beginning to ooze from Mr. Fitzgerald's cock and she swallowed it down eagerly. "Better get ready," he groaned from between clenched teeth, "I'm goin' to blow any second!" 

A thrill of anticipation ran up Jane's spine. The walls of her cunt began to flex around her fingers. Suddenly, Mr. Fitzgerald's fingers tightened in Jane's hair. He thrust as much of his cock as he could into Jane's mouth then exploded, sending a thick jet of hot cum down her throat. He pulled back, leaving only the tip between her lips. Jane wrapped her fingers around his shaft and began to pump, forcing his cum into her aching mouth, letting it pool on her tongue before swallowing it hungrily. 

Jane hovered on the brink of a climax as Mr. Fitzgerald disgorged himself into her mouth. She felt a brief flash of disappointment as he suddenly pushed her away. Her anguish evaporated when he pointed to a chair in the corner. "Sit down and spread your legs, Miss Jones," he commanded, "I want a taste of your sweet little English pussy." 

With no need for any further urging, Jane did as she was told. Without any hesitation he knelt down between her legs. He leaned forward and pushed his tongue between her wet lower lips. Jane had to fight not to come there and then, she had been so close before. She bit her lip and forced herself to relax as Mr. Fitzgerald's mouth began its exploration of her pussy. She gasped as he sucked on her labia the slowly inserted his tongue into the warm, wet entrance of her cunt. As his tongue flicked in and out Jane began to play with her breasts, pushing them together and teasing the nipples between her fingers. 

"Ohhhh, mmmm," she sighed as the flat of Mr. Fitzgerald's tongue brushed over the tip of her clit. "Yessss!" she cried as he sucked it into his mouth. Jane felt a finger press against her entrance, slowly pushing its way inside her. It was quickly joined by a second. Mr. Fitzgerald pumped his fingers in and out of Jane's cunt as he sucked hard on her clit. Closing her eyes, Jane squeezed her nipples and felt the first tremors of her climax begin to pulse inside her. 

Once again, Jane tried to hold back but the pressure within her mounted irresistibly. Desperately, she strove to deny her body the release it craved as the sensations inside her intensified. The effort brought tears to her eyes. 

Jane felt a fingertip brush against her arsehole and the dam burst. "Oh yes! Oh yes! Ohhhh, mmmm!" she moaned as she yielded to her orgasm. Her body shook, twitching violently with every contact of Mr. Fitzgerald's tongue against her tortured clit. Jane felt her strength drain away as his tongue beat relentlessly against her clit. Driven beyond endurance, she begged him to stop. "No more!" she cried, "I want you inside me. Fuck me! Fuck me now!" 

Mr. Fitzgerald stood up. "Turn around," he demanded. Jane forced herself to comply, kneeling on the seat of the chair and supporting herself against the back. "Ooooh!" she moaned as her grabbed her hips and impaled her with a single, powerful thrust. She felt the walls of her cunt stretch to accommodate his thick cock as he drove it deep inside her. 

In and out, over and over, Mr. Fitzgerald's cock pounded Jane's pussy and she moaned loudly with every thrust. "Fuck, your hot little cunt sure is tight," he said, increasing the pace and force of his strokes. Jane pushed her hips back, taking him in deeper and savouring the delicious feeling of his cock filling her cunt. 

"You enjoying this, Miss Jones?" he enquired, 

"Yes! Oh fuck yessss!" she replied. 

"Well that's two of us then," he said, pulling his cock out until only the very tip was left inside then ramming it back, all the way in with a powerful lunge of his hips. 

"Oh yes," purred Jane, "that's it. Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" To her surprise, instead of responding to her urging, Mr. Fitzgerald pulled his cock from her pussy. Jane trembled with anticipation, knowing full well what was about to happen next. 

"Let's see how much you enjoy this," said Mr. Fitzgerald, pressing the tip of his cock against the entrance of her tight rear hole. He began to press forward. 

"Oh God! Ow! Oh fuck! Ow mmm," moaned Jane as her puckered arsehole yielded to the pressure and stretched to accept his cock. She forced herself to relax as, inch by painfully delicious inch, Mr. Fitzgerald sank his cock into her back passage. "Oooff, mmm!" she exhaled as his hips pressed against her up thrust bum, his wiry pubic hair tickling her tender rear entrance. 

"Oh fuck, that's tight," moaned Mr. Fitzgerald as he began to thrust in and out. 

"Oh yes!" cried Jane with tears brimming in her eyes, "Fuck my arse. Fuck it! Fuck me! Fuck my arse!" 

"I always knew you English girls were dirty little whores," he said, gripping her shoulders with his strong fingers and stabbing his cock deep into her back passage. "You're a dirty little whore aren't you, Miss Jones?" he asked. 

"Mmm, yesss," murmured Jane. 

Mr. Fitzgerald laughed. "Yes what?" he asked, thrusting again. 

"I'm ah... ooohhh... a dirty little whore," she replied, reaching between her legs to rub her clit. 

"Yes you are," he agreed, thrusting even harder, "You're a dirty little whore and I'm goin' to cum in your hot little English ass!" 

Jane felt her body respond as she furiously rubbed her clit. Her arsehole throbbed, tender from the pounding it was taking but Jane was beyond caring. "Yes," she groaned, "fill my arse with your hot cum." 

The pressure began to mount as her fingers on her clit and Mr. Fitzgerald's cock in her arse drove her mercilessly towards her inevitable climax. "Oh, oh, OOOHHHH!" she moaned as the first waves of her orgasm washed over her. Tears of pain and pleasure steamed from her eyes as she gave herself up to her climax. 

Lifting his hands from her shoulders, Mr. Fitzgerald gripped her hips tightly, driving his cock in and out with all his force. "Can't hold on, here it comes," he said. Jane forced her hips back, meeting him on the deepest point of his thrust. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh... aaaahhh!" he moaned as he began emptying his load deep into Jane's bowels. Jane fell forward, unable to support herself any longer, letting his cock slip from her arse. A hot jet of sperm struck her between the shoulder blades and she felt it trickle down her spine. 

Jane was vaguely aware of Mr. Fitzgerald as he left her to complete his interrupted shower. She spent a few minutes gathering her strength before deciding she should shower as well. She showered quickly, washing away the sweat of her extended work out. As she left the shower room she realised that Mr. Fitzgerald had already left. She began to pull her clothes from her bag get dressed.. Finally, she gathered up leotard from where it lay discarded on the floor, stuffed it in her bag and made her way to the exit. 

The corridors of the sports hall were deserted as she made her way gingerly towards the front door. As the door closed behind her she froze. There, sitting on the step waiting for her was Matt. She had forgotten that he had arranged to meet her here after class. Jane felt a fleeting pang of guilt about the fact that, once again, she had been unfaithful to him. It wasn't that she found him unsatisfying, he was tall, good looking and, while not in the same league as Mr. Fitzgerald, was generously well endowed. Their sex life was good and he was utterly devoted to her. Jane simply had an insatiable appetite. She cared enough about him to shield him from her excesses. It wasn't the fact that she'd just been well and truly fucked that bothered her, it was the fact that Matt had been sitting here patiently waiting for her while Mr. Fizgerald had been fucking her senseless that had made her feel guilty. 

I was beginning to think I'd missed you," said Matt rising to his feet, "what took you so long?" 

"It was my turn to help tidy up," she lied, limping slightly as she made her way down the steps. 

"You all right?" he asked with concern for her in his voice. 

"Oh it's nothing," said Jane, "I just over did things a bit. You know what I'm like." Matt smiled and said nothing. Jane climbed down the last few steps and put her arm around his waist and kissed him briefly. "It's a lovely night, " she said, "Fancy a walk?" 

"Sure," he replied, "where'd you want to go?" 

"Oh, I don't know. How about this way?" asked Jane spinning around then pointing her arm in a random direction. 

"Fine by me," replied Matt, kissing her as he took her hand. 

The walked at a leisurely pace across the playing fields, stopping occasionally to kiss and caress each other. Jane was constantly aware of the cum that still trickled into her knickers from her well fucked arsehole and prayed that Matt would confine his roaming hands to the top half of her body. Despite her apprehension Matt's attentions were turning her on. Their kisses became more and more passionate and it came as no surprise to Jane that when their lips finally parted Matt began to lead her towards the band of trees that skirted the edge of the park. 

They hurried into the woods. A few yards in from the edge stood an ancient oak with a broad trunk. "This'll do, I think" whispered Jane. Matt took off his jacket and stretched it out on the ground next to the base of the tree. He sat down and Jane sat down next to him. Their lips were instantly pressed together. Jane wriggled her tongue into Matt's mouth. 

Almost immediately, Jane felt Matt's fingers begin to deftly unbutton her blouse. As he slipped one hand inside the other reached round to unhook her bra. "Mmm," purred Jane as Matt's hand pushed her bra out of the way and began to stroke her breasts. She returned her lips to his. Her fingers quickly found the front of his trousers and began to undo them. She sipped her fingers inside and began to slowly stroke his cock as he squeezed and caressed her breasts with his hands. 

Jane could feel herself getting wet. Her knickers stuck to her uncomfortably as her juices combined with Mr. Fitzgerald's cum. She wriggled round and positioned herself between Matt's legs. She reluctantly pushed his hands away from her breasts. "More of that later," she said as she bent forward. 

"Oooh," moaned Matt as Jane's lips circled his knob and began to slide down his shaft. He closed his eyes as his girlfriend's head began to bob up and down. Matt had had a number of girlfriends but none of them had ever been able to match Jane's natural talent when it came to sucking his cock. Only Shona... and he brushed that thought away, fleetingly wondering if Jane knew about his recent indiscretion with her best friend as she expertly drew him deeper into her mouth. 

Jane worked her lips up and down his shaft. While not as thick as Mr. Fitzgerald's it was every bit as long and she sucked it eagerly. Pulling her mouth back to the very tip, she swirled her tongue around the crown and lightly flicked the slit at its tip. Matt rewarded her efforts with sighs of pleasure. 

Her pussy, so recently satisfied was hungry for more and so, with one last long herd suck Jane let his cock slip from her mouth. 

Straddling Matt's legs, Jane began to move up his body. She leant forward and Matt reached for her breasts, licking their surface with his tongue. Jane hitched up her skirt around her waist. Reaching down between her legs, she took his cock in one hand. She worked the tip past the sticky wet gusset of her knickers and guided it towards her entrance. 

"Fuck Jane, you're so wet," gasped Matt as Jane slowly impaled herself on his rigid pole. She leaned forward and Matt's lips fastened on one of her nipples. 

"Oh yes!" gasped Jane as she began to ride his cock, her hips moving slowly up and down as she savoured the feeling of having him inside her. "Suck them," she purred, "suck my tits!" 

Matt sucked hard on her nipple, teasing the other with his fingers. He flicked his tongue over the one in his mouth then, with a circular motion, began to lick all over her breasts. "Mmm," sighed Jane as she flexed the walls of her cunt around his shaft. "That feels so good," she said dreamily, "make them nice and wet." Matt's tongue coated Jane's breasts with a warm film of saliva. His hands slid easily over their wet surface as he caressed them. 

Jane began to increase her pace. She thrust her pussy up and down along his shaft with increasing force, murmuring contentedly to herself as a familiar glow began to spread through her. 

Matt began to thrust below her, driving his cock into her cunt as he squeezed, caressed, licked and sucked her breasts. Their motions became more frantic as they fed on each others' mounting passion. Matt sucked hard on her nipple as she ground her pussy against the base of his cock. Suddenly her body began to shake. "Oh Matt! Oh yesss! Mmm, oooh!" sighed Jane as, unbidden, her orgasm claimed her. 

Jane was cumming hard. The intense arousal from her earlier, almost brutal, encounter with Mr. Fitzgerald combined with Matt's tender lovemaking sent her over the edge. Her body was shaking violently as they rolled over, Matt's cock pinning her to the ground. "Oh Matt!" she moaned, "Fuck me, fuck me hard!" 

She pulled her knees back and rested her feet on his arse as she urged him on. Matt drove his cock into her cunt with all his force. The walls of Jane's cunt gripped him tight. "Oh yes! C'mon! harder!" urged Jane, "Fuck me harder, harder, ohhhh fuck me!" 


Matt's cock pounded Jane's cunt. He was breathing hard and sweat ran down his face. Jane felt his body stiffen. With a grunt, Matt thrust hard. His body shook as he tried to hold back. "Cum," urged Jane, "Cum inside my cunt, fill me with your hot sperm." 


"Oh Jane!" sighed Matt as his cock erupted. He continued to thrust. With each stroke he released another jet of sperm deep inside his girlfriend's trembling body. He finally pulled out and Jane automatically moved down to suck the last drops of cum from his cock, savouring the mixture of cum and her own juices that coated his shaft. 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 03



They lay for a while, holding each other close as they let their bodies recover. Eventually they got up, straightened their clothes and, after a last lingering kiss, headed back towards the school. 

As they neared Jane's dormitory they spotted Shona and Craig approaching from the opposite direction. Jane waved to Shona, who smiled and waved back as they drew nearer. 

The four friends chatted briefly on the steps of the girls' dormitory, then Matt and Craig gave their girlfriends a last kiss before heading back towards the boys' school. 

"C'mon," said Jane lets get up to our room before someone catches us without our tights on." They both laughed. "What an evening I've had," said Jane, "just wait until we get up to our room and I'll tell you all about it." 

Shona smiled at her friend. "I've got quite a tale to tell too," she said. 

Laughing, the two friends walked through the front door then quickly mounted the stairs that led to their room.



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 04



Friday morning assembly drew slowly to a close. Mr. Beattie, the headmaster of St. Mary's slowly rolled off the list of upcoming events. Jane tried in vain to suppress a yawn and Shona did her best not to laugh at her friend. Jane had had a late night. It had been almost 3am when she'd finally sneaked back to their room. Shona suspected that her friend had spent the evening with Matt but they had both been too tired to do more than give each other a quick goodnight kiss before Jane had peeled herself out of her clothes and climbed into bed. No doubt Jane would tell her all about it tonight, unless they were both otherwise occupied Shona hastily amended to herself. 

Mr. Beattie droned on and on. Both girls were suddenly jerked fully awake when they heard him mention their names. "Miss Fraser and Miss Jones are excused from classes this morning," he said looking in their direction, "They will report to my office at 9:30, immediately after registration, for a special duty. He dismissed the girls and they started to make their way out of the assembly hall. 

"Wonder what the old codger wants us to do this time," said Jane to her friend. 

"Beats me," said Shona with a shrug. "I had to do his filing for him yesterday so it can't be that." 

The girls laughed, they had both endured Mr. Beattie's 'punishment' for various misdemeanours in the past. 

"You never told me about that," said Jane, smiling. 

"How could I?" replied Shona. "I was too knackered to talk about anything by the time you made it back this morning." 

Jane laughed. "True enough," she said, "so what did you do this time?" 

"The Battle-axe," Shona was referring to Mrs. Carlisle, their house mistress, "caught me with the top two buttons of my blouse undone. Said I was immodestly dressed." Jane laughed again. "Still I was lucky," continued Shona, "all hell would have broken out if she'd found me a few minutes earlier having a fag with the cleaners." 

"Quite right too," said Jane with mock piety, "it's a disgusting habit!" 

"Yeah right!" said Shona, "Doesn't stop you from scrounging 'em off me when the mood takes you. I should make you buy your own." 

Jane laughed, it was probably Shona's favourite complaint. Jane hardly ever smoked and it was always Shona, who'd been smoking since they were both thirteen, who supplied her with her occasional fix. She hadn't really scrounged that many over the years but it didn't stop Shona from moaning about it. 

At the stroke of 9:30 the friends arrived at the door of Mr. Beattie's office. Shona raised her hand to knock on the door. "Hold on a mo," said Jane hitching her skirt up so that the hem was well above her knees. Shona looked at her. Jane shrugged. "You know how much he likes it," she said in a voice full of mock innocence. Shona laughed. She adjusted her own skirt slightly then rapped on the door. 

"Come in," came Mr. Beattie's voice from the other side. Shona pushed the door open and the girls stepped into the headmaster's office. 

"Ah girls, come in come in," he said effusively, "I'd like you to meet Mr. Peters and his associate, Mr. Brown." He nodded in the direction of the two men who had stood up as the girls had entered the room. "These two gentlemen are from the States," continued Mr. Beattie. "Mr. Brown intends to send his daughter to our school next term and I thought I might impose on you both to show these gentlemen around." 

The first man offered Jane his hand. "Mr. Peters, this is Miss Jones," he said indicating Jane, "and her fellow head girl, Miss Fraser. Girls this is Mr. Peters," and he nodded to the man who had just shaken hands with Jane, "and Mr. Brown." 

Shona shook hands with them both. "Pleased to meet you," she said demurely. She was almost certain that she had caught Mr. Peters looking speculatively at Jane and so she flashed a smile at Mr. Brown. 

"Well then girls," said Mr. Beattie, "please don't keep our guests waiting. I'm sure I can rely on you both to show these two gentlemen all that St. Mary's has to offer." 

The girls stepped out into the corridor. Shona suppressed a giggle as she noticed the exaggerated sway of Jane's hips. Jane turned, put her hands on her hips and winked at Shona, "This way please, gentlemen," she said with just a hint of mischief in her voice. 

"We needn't be so formal," said Mr. Peters. He was tall, about 6'2", good looking in a rough sort of way. His dark hair was receding slightly. Shona guessed that he was in his late thirties or early forties. "My name is Gerry," he said, "and this," pointing to his companion, "is Bob." Bob was shorter, about 5'10" and stockily built. His hair was lightly touched with grey, yet he appeared to be younger, if only slightly, than Gerry. 

"Well," said Jane, "if it's first names you want, I'm Jane and this is Shona." 

Bob nodded his head in acknowledgement, "Jane, Shona, it's a pleasure," he said. 

"The pleasure's ours," said Shona, "Now if you'd like to follow us...," she turned and began to walk ahead with a slightly suggestive sway of her hips. 

Shona could feel Bob's eyes on her, mentally undressing her, as she lead the way. Jane was keeping up a running commentary as the girl's showed their guests around. She was flirting outrageously with Gerry and it was clear he was responding in kind. Almost by default, Shona was forced to direct her attentions towards Bob. 

By the time the tour ended almost an hour later, the girls knew they had the men in their grasp. The flirting had become more and more direct and by the time they'd returned to the door of the headmaster's office the girls had managed to imply, without ever saying so outright, that they would be willing to provide their guests with further hospitality of a more intimate nature. For their part, Gerry and Bob seemed to be more than willing to take the girls up on their tacit offer. 

Shona went to knock on the office door. To her surprise Bob put out his hand to stop her. "Look girls," he said, "Gerry and I fly back to The States tomorrow. We'd like to thank you properly for the time you've spent with us. We're staying at the Four Towers, why don't you two come by for dinner this evening? If you're allowed out, of course." 

Shona exchanged glances with Jane. Jane flashed the men a knowing smile. "Sure," she said, "sounds great, doesn't it?" she asked, giving Shona a wink. 

"Yeah," replied Shona, "What time?" 

"About six thirty?" asked Bob. 

"Great," said Jane. 

"Good," replied Bob, "we'll see you both there. Until this evening then?" 

The girls exchanged a knowing glance. "OK," they said in unison. 

The girls arrived at the hotel about ten minutes early. Jane had managed to wheedle a late pass from Mr. Beattie courtesy of a little extra filing. There was very little that St. Mary's Headmaster wouldn't grant the girls for a flash of thigh between their knickers and stocking tops. 

They stepped through the door and into the bar area. Gerry and Bob were waiting for them. "Drink?" asked Gerry. 

"Sure," said Jane, "dry white wine with soda." 

"Shona?" 

"Vodka and coke," replied Shona as she dug her cigarettes from her pocket and lifted one to her lips. Bob offered her a light. "Thanks," she said as she drew the first mouthful of smoke into her lungs. 

"This way," said Gerry, beckoning towards the dining room door once the girls had their drinks, "our table's waiting." He slipped his arm around Jane's waist and led her towards the table. Bob smiled as he did the same to Shona. 

The meal was accompanied by a constant stream of light-hearted banter and not so subtle flirting. Shona quickly lost count of the number of times Bob's hand slipped below the table to stroke her thigh. The conversation around the table became increasingly frank as they moved steadily from starter to main course and on to dessert. Gerry and Bob kept the girls' glasses filled. Jane felt a warm glow from the alcohol spread through her. She wasn't particularly surprised when she felt Gerry's hand take hers under table. She was even less surprised when he guided her hand to his lap. 

Shona accepted a light from Bob. She looked across the table to Jane as she drew a mouthful of smoke into her lungs. "Suppose you want one too?" she said archly to her friend. 

Jane smiled. "If you're offering," she said. 

Shona threw the packet across the table. Jane removed a cigarette and placed it between her lips. Picking Bob's lighter from the table, she lit up. Sitting back, she blew the smoke out through her lips. She had wriggled her free hand inside Gerry's trousers and was absently stroking his rapidly swelling member through the material of his briefs. 

Bob's hand had been working its way further up Shona's thigh as the meal progressed. It slid up under the hem of her dress, his fingers slowly working their way inexorably towards her mound. Shona moaned softly as the tip of one finger brushed against her moist folds. Bob hesitated when he realised that she was wearing no knickers. "Do you like what you've found?" purred Shona softly. 

"Fuck, you're a hot little bitch, aren't you," growled Bob quietly as he drove his fingers into the folds of Shona's pussy. 

"Yes I am," she whispered into his ear as she wriggled against him. 

Jane looked over at her friend and smiled. Things, it seemed, were progressing as planned. Taking another pull on her cigarette she turned to Gerry. "I think you need a little help with this," she said coyly. Before he could reply Jane slid off her seat and knelt before him. He opened his legs and she moved between them as she effortlessly extracted his cock from it's confinement. It was long and reasonably thick. It wasn't the biggest Jane had had but it would do nicely. She licked her lips the ran her tongue up the underside of his shaft. Gerry moaned as she flicked her tongue around the head and over the slit. 

At the other end of the table, Shona had released Bob's cock and was working her lips up and down his shaft. His fingers were still buried in her cunt and he twisted them back and forth inside her as she bobbed her head up and down. She squeezed his balls as she took the tip of his cock deep into the back of her throat, smiling inwardly as she heard him gasp. 

Jane's head bobbed backwards and forwards. Gerry's prick slid in and out between her lips. "Quite the little cocksucker, aren't you?" he sighed, twisting his fingers in her long blonde tresses. Jane took him deep into her mouth. Then, as she worked her lips back to the tip, she let her teeth drag lightly along the length of his shaft. "Oh fuck, that's good," groaned Gerry as his hips began to thrust. 

Shona was on her knees in front of Bob. He had his hands on her head and was stabbing his prick in and out of her mouth, forcing it in as deep as it would go. As he fucked her mouth, Shona pumped two fingers in and out of her cunt. Her thumb pressed against her clit. Dragging a fingernail over the ridge of skin that ran from his balls to his arsehole, she heard him moan as he began to thrust even harder. 

Jane varied her pace, slow, fast then slow again. She could taste Gerry's rich, salty pre-cum as it began ooze from the slit. She took as much of his prick into her mouth as she could and worked her fingers around the remainder of his shaft. She broke the suction to come up for a breather, but continued to drive him wild by tickling the tip of her tongue on the underside of his helmet as she looked up and gave Gerry a smile while playfully batting her baby blue eyes, an act that she knew drove all the men she had been with crazy. Her nose rubbed against the underside of his cock as Jane moved her lips down to kiss and suck on each of his balls. 

Jane pursed her lip-gloss covered lips tight around his cock just below his helmet, her cheeks sucked in from the power of her suction as her tongue rolled around and around the sensitive head of his cock. Her free hand cupped and squeezed his balls. They felt full and heavy. Jane employed all her skills to bring Gerry quickly to boiling point and hold him there. 

Shona's body trembled as the first ripples of her climax spread through her. Bob mercilessly drove the head of his cock deep into the back of her throat. Pre-cum wept copiously from the slit. "You like that, huh?" remarked Bob as he noticed Shona's high state of arousal. He took a tighter grip of her hair and thrust his prick even more forcefully into her mouth. "Get ready!" he cried, "I'm gonna cum in your sweet little fuckin' mouth!" His breathing deepened. Lost in the grip of her own climax, Shona barely noticed. With her fingers buried in her cunt and her clit throbbing to the pressure of her thumb, it was all she could do to keep a constant suction on his cock. 

"Oh fuck! Jesus H... oooohhh!" exclaimed Bob as his cock erupted. Jet after jet of hot, sticky cum spewed from the slit into Shona's mouth. Having been lost in a world of her own sensations, his explosion brought her back to reality and she had to swallow rapidly to avoid choking as his seed flooded her mouth. She swallowed repeatedly as more and more sperm pumped from Bob's cock. It was only as his flow subsided and Shona used her fingers to milk the last remaining drops from his dick that she realised that, amazingly, she hadn't spilled a drop. 

With his cock drained, Bob sat back with his eyes closed, breathing heavily. Shona sat back up on her seat, knocked back the remains of her drink, lit up a cigarette and sat back to watch the climax of her friend's performance. 

Gerry was moaning loudly as Jane held him on the brink. She slid her lips back until only the tip of his cock remained in her mouth. Humming softly as she sucked, her fingers slid rapidly up and down his shaft. His hands were on Jane's head with his fingers entwined in her hair, pulling and pushing her head, fucking her mouth with no remorse about filling her mouth and staining her angelic looks with his hot cum. "Oh Jane," he groaned, "I can't hold on, I ca...." Jane felt his cock begin to twitch. The head expanded in her mouth. She let her jaw go slack just as the first jet of sperm shot into her mouth. Jane let his thick cum pool on her tongue, savouring its rich taste, before swallowing it down hungrily. His seed spurted from his cock like a fountain, filling her mouth again and again. Jane swallowed it all, using her fingers to squeeze the last drops from his rapidly diminishing prick. 

Reluctantly, Jane finally let his cock slip from between her lips. Taking her seat, she smiled across at Shona who sucked absently on her cigarette as she watched. 

Bob was the first to recover. "I think, maybe, we should head upstairs," he said. 

The girls looked at each other and smiled. "If you like," replied Jane coyly. 

The girls waited patiently with Bob as Gerry straightened his trousers. "I think my room's closer, Bob said as he ushered them towards the door. The girls made their way along the corridor to the lift. Gerry and Bob followed behind. 

Bob's room was on the second floor. Once inside, the girls sat down on the edge of the bed. "Well," said Jane, what would you like us to do now?" 

"Well now," drawled Bob, "why don't you girls give us something to watch while Gerry and I catch our breath?" 

"Oh yeah?" replied Shona, "You got anything particular in mind?" 

Bob turned to Gerry. "I thought a little girl on girl action would do the trick, Whaddya think, Gerry?" he asked. 

"Sounds good to me." relied Gerry. 

"I'd a feeling you were going to say that," said Shona. "So Jane," she said turning to her friend and running her fingers through her long blonde hair, "shall we indulge these two gentlemen?" 

Jane smiled back, her finger traced the curve of Shona's breast through her dress. "I suppose we could," she said huskily. With that she leaned forward, her lips pressed against Shona's and the two friends shared a lingeringly passionate kiss. 

Bob began to rummage in his case. Digging out a camcorder he smiled as he said, "Hope you girls don't mind. This'd make a great souvenir of our visit." 

"I don't mind," said Shona, breaking away from Jane. 

"Me neither," said Jane, "Just as long as we get a copy too." 

"Sure thing," said Bob as he snapped the camcorder onto a tripod and pointed it at the girls. "Action!" he called. The girls laughed then turned their attentions back towards each other. 

As their lips pressed together their hands lovingly caressed each others' bodies. Shona began to push the straps of Jane's dress down over her shoulders. Jane sighed as her friend began to gently nibble her neck and shoulders. Her hands moved round to Shona's back and began to tug on the zip of her roommate's dress. 

The girls stood up, kicked off their shoes and began to slowly ease each other out of their dresses, revealing their firm young bodies to the appreciative comments of Gerry and Bob. Neither girl was wearing underwear and in only a matter of moments they were posing naked for the camera. "So much for the strip show," said Bob with a shrug before returning his attention to filming the girls. 

Jane stuck her tongue out. "Quit complaining," she teased. 

Shona and Jane turned round, their backs to Bob and Gerry. Leaning forward, they supported themselves against the bed and wriggled their bums suggestively, spreading their legs to reveal their pussies to the camera. The kissed again. Jane began to stroke Shona's bum. Shona did the same to Jane. Inch by inch they guided their fingers towards each others' pussies. They gasped in unison as their fingers found their respective targets. 

"Fuck, you girls are something!" exclaimed Bob as focused close up on the girls' wet pussies. 

Shona and Jane sat down on the bed. Shona raised her fingers to Jane's lips. Jane opened her mouth and proceeded to suck and lick her juices from her friend's fingers. Shona grasped Jane's hand and raised it to her mouth. "Mmm," she murmured as savoured the taste of her own juices on Jane's fingers. 

They kissed again. Their hands caressed each others' breasts. Shona dipped her head and sucked one of Jane's nipples into her mouth. "Oooh," sighed Jane as her friend's tongue flicked the tip of her nipple. "God, that's good," she purred. 

Shona sat back and Jane began to squeeze and caress her breasts. Leaning forward, she swirled her tongue in a circular motion over Shona's firm, large breasts, covering them with a warm film of saliva. "Yes!" cried Shona, "Oh yes! Suck my tits!" Squeezing them together, Jane fastened her lips around Shona's right nipple. She bit down softly, eliciting a gasp of pain filled pleasure. 

Shona felt a growing desire as her friend sucked, licked, squeezed and caressed her breasts. She pushed Jane away. Smiling, Jane lay down and stretched out on the bed. Shona turned round and positioned herself, one leg on either side of Jane's head. She lowered her pussy onto her friend's mouth. Jane's tongue flicked out and dipped between Shona's moist labia. "Oh yesss!" moaned Shona as she felt her friend's tongue dart in and out of her cunt. "Mmmm," she murmured as she leaned forward, bringing her mouth closer to the soft blonde curls of Jane's pussy. 

Jane wriggled as Shona closed her lips around her clit. Shona hummed softly, flicking the tip of Jane's clit with her tongue. Jane responded by sucking her friend's clit into her mouth. 

The friends sucked and licked each others' throbbing clits, surrendering themselves to the sensations. "Time to get in on the action," said Bob as he locked the camcorder in place and climbed onto the bed behind Shona. He grabbed her hips and entered her with a single powerful thrust. His cock plunged into her pussy. Jane stuck her tongue out. His shaft slid over its tip as it pounded in and out of her roommate's cunt. 

"C'mon Gerry," said Bob, "get up here and do her from the other end." Without hesitating, Gerry climbed onto the bed in front of Shona and presented his prick to her mouth. 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 04



With Bob's cock in her cunt and Jane's tongue on her clit, Shona greedily accepted the offer of Gerry's cock. She wrapped her lips around the head and began to suck him into her mouth. Her body began to shake as the sensations claimed her. She came hard, impaled on two cocks with her best friend's tongue on her clit. 

Jane rolled out from beneath her friend and made her way over to behind the camcorder. "C'mon guys, give her what she wants!" she urged as she focussed on the action. 

Bob pounded his cock into Shona's cunt. With every thrust he pushed her forward, forcing her to take more of Gerry's prick into her mouth. Gerry thrust his cock between her lips and she moved backwards, impaling herself even more fully on Bob. "You sure have got a hot little cunt!" exclaimed Bob, slapping Shona's bum as he repeatedly drove his cock into her. 

"She's pretty damned good with her mouth too," replied Gerry as he stroked his dick in and out of her mouth. 

Shona savoured every moment. The walls of her cunt stretched as Bob filled her with his cock. She sucked hard on Gerry's knob as he slid it between her lips. She was oblivious to everything except the sensations of having both her mouth and cunt filled with cock. 

Jane's body shuddered as a powerful climax surged through her. Two fingers plunged in and out of her cunt as she watched her friend being fucked. Her clit throbbed and she moaned loudly as she succumbed to the actions of her fingers. Her body was hungry with desire. She forced herself to relax then made her way back to the bed. "My turn now!" she demanded, tapping Shona on the shoulder. Shona couldn't hide her disappointment as she reluctantly gave way for her friend. 

Jane climbed onto the bed and got down on all fours, facing towards Bob. She parted her lips eagerly. His shaft was slick with Shona's juices and Jane savoured the taste as her tongue slid over his cock. Her pussy was wet and Gerry entered her easily. He immediately began to fuck her with long, hard thrusts, increasing the pace with every stroke. 

With Gerry's cock in her cunt, Jane wrapped her fingers around Bob's prick and began to pump them up and down along his length. Occasionally she would let her tongue flick out and gently tease his knob. Looking up, she pierced him with her ice blue eyes. "Do you like the way I'm pumping your cock?" she asked, "huh baby... is that good?" 

Bob groaned. "Yes it's good," he growled, "but..." 

Jane cut him off. "I bet you want my mouth around your cock, don't you?" she asked. "You want to fuck my mouth while Gerry fucks my pussy, don’t you?" 

Bob grabbed Jane's head, his fingers digging tightly into her long, blonde hair. His hips thrust as he tried to push his cock into Jane's mouth. "Suck it!" he demanded, pulling her head back, "Suck my cock you little prick teaser! 

Jane smiled then opened her mouth. Bob sighed as she wrapped her lips around his knob. He tried to thrust but Jane pushed him away. "None of that," she said as she pumped her fingers along his cock. "Why don't you lie down?" 

Grumbling, Bob did as Jane suggested. "Give me a second will you Gerry?" she said as she positioned herself between Bob's legs. "Ok then big boy, fuck me again she said." 

As Gerry pumped his cock into her, Jane knelt forward. Bob's cock slipped between her tits. She dragged her nipples back and forth over its surface as Gerry stroked in and out of her hot muffin. "You like that don't you?" teased Jane as she pressed her tits together firmly around Bob's prick. 

"Yes!" gasped Bob. 

"And you want to fuck me, don't you?" she purred, "You want to fuck me the way Gerry's fucking me!" 

"Of course I want to fuck you you little slut!" groaned Bob. Jane laughed and flicked her tongue over his helmet. "Oh yes," she sighed, "Fuck me, Gerry! Fuck me the way Bob wants to fuck me!" 

Just as Jane had done previously, Shona fingered herself to a climax as she watched Bob and Gerry with her friend. Moaning loudly as she came, her body shook violently as contractions pulsed through her womb. 

Gerry glanced over to where Shona sat, lost in the throes of her orgasm. "Think you should help Shona out, Bob," he said, "don't want her to feel left out." Bob beckoned towards Shona who slowly made her way over to join them on the bed. 

"Kneel down next to Jane," said Bob, Positioning himself behind her. "Ready girls?" He asked as he put his hands on Shona's hips. 

"Sure," said Jane. 

"Mmm," replied Shona as she felt the tip of Bob's cock press against her entrance. 

"Ohhhh!" cried Jane as Gerry lunged forward, sinking his cock right up to the hilt in Jane's cunt with a single thrust. 

"Ahhh!" sighed Shona as Bob pushed his dick deep inside her. 

The girls moaned together as the men drove their cocks into their eager pussies. Kneeling side by side, they turned to each other and kissed. 

"Say, these English girls sure know how to fuck," said Bob as he drove his cock into Shona. 

"I'm Irish... not... English, you... ignorant bastard," complained Shona as Bob's cock impaled her. 

Gerry laughed. "Well," he said, "I guess Irish girls must be pretty damned hot too!" 

Gerry and Bob fucked the girls solidly. Their cocks pounding in and out of the two St. Mary's girls. Bob slapped Shona repeatedly on the bum as he rammed his prick into her, occasionally reaching forward to tug on her long, dark brown ponytail. His frustration at the teasing he'd suffered from Jane made itself felt in the rough fashion he fucked her friend. Gerry, while not as rough, hammered Jane's cunt with powerful thrusts 

Gerry began breathing hard. The pace of his thrusts became increasingly urgent. Jane flexed the walls of her cunt around his shaft, gripping him tightly. "Yes," she urged, "do it. Cum inside my pussy." With a grunt, Gerry grabbed her hips, pulling her towards him as he stabbed his cock into her with one last, powerful lunge. His cock erupted. "Ohhh, mmmm," purred Shona as she felt his sperm flood into her pussy with thick, warm jets. 

Gerry pulled his cock out of Jane's pussy. Jane's body was crying out for release. "Get over here!" demanded Bob, "Kneel down in front of your friend. She can clean you while you clean Gerry!" 

Jane did as she was told. As she took Gerry's cock into her mouth and began to suck her juices and the last drops of cum from its length, she felt Shona's breath, warm against her enflamed labia, as her tongue began to lap at her pussy. 

The taste of Gerry's cum on her tongue and the touch of Shona's tongue against her clit pushed Jane over the edge. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her as she came. Her body trembled, contractions ripped through her womb to engulf her. 

Shona lapped hungrily at her friend's cunt. The taste of Jane's juices mixed with Gerry's cum was intoxicating. As Jane's body writhed in front of her and Bob's cock plunged forcefully into her from behind, Shona reached back to stroke her clit. She came almost immediately, the walls of her cunt contracting around Bob's cock, holding it in a vice like grip. 

Looking forward, Bob got a clear view of proceedings. "So you don't want my cock but you'll let your friend eat your pussy," he complained, pulling Shona's ponytail, the tip of his cock pushing against her cervix as he thrust mercilessly into her. The sight of Shona eating Jane's pussy while he thrust his cock in and out of her cunt was all that was needed for him to lose control. Shona felt his cock swell and twitch inside her followed, almost instantly, by a warm stickiness that announced that Bob's cock was disgorging its load of cum deep inside her. 

When at last he pulled his cock from Shona's pussy it was Jane who moved round to lick him clean. When that task was completed she turned her attention to her roommate and returned the compliment of a few moments before, savouring the taste of Bob's cum as she licked every trace from her friend's well fucked cunt. 

Later, when they had all showered and dressed, they returned to the bar for a final drink before calling for a taxi to take the girls home. "Thank you both for a fantastic evening," said Gerry, holding the door of the cab open. 

"Our pleasure," said Shona, squirming slightly as she tried to find a comfortable position in which to sit. 

Jane laughed, noticing her friend's discomfort. She was feeling every bit as tender. "Don't forget to send us a copy of that film," she said coyly. 

"We'll remember," said Bob, grinning widely. Gerry closed the cab door and watched as the taxi sped away. 

Back at school and in their dormitory, Shona and Jane were too exhilarated to sleep. They both got into Jane's bed and lay together, kissing and caressing as they relived the events of that evening. It was only once they'd brought each other to a final, shuddering climax that the two friends finally fell asleep in each others' arms. 



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 05



"C'mon Steve, help us out," pleaded Shona. 

"I dunno girls," replied Steve, the assistant caretaker, "I mean, what's in it for me? I'd be taking a big risk letting you store that stuff in here." 

"You know damn well what's in it for you," replied Jane hotly, "the same thing as always. Why do we have to go through this every time?" 

"Just making sure you girls know what's at stake if I get caught hiding your booze," replied Steve. 

"We know, we know," was Shona's exasperated reply, "You'd get the sack and we'd get expelled. Or are you holding out for a better offer?" 

Steve smiled, "No," he replied, "I guess not. The usual fee?" 

"Of course," said Jane. 

"When?" asked Steve. 

"You doing anything now?" asked Jane. 

"No," replied Steve. 

"Well then," said Shona, "Why don't you lock the door and we'll get started?" 

Grinning, Steve made his way to the door, turned the key then returned to his seat. "You girls drive a hard bargain," he said. 

"I think hard is the right word," said Shona stroking the growing bulge in the front of Steve's trousers as she knelt down in front of him. 

"I should think so too," said Jane as she took her place next to her friend. 

In no time at all, Shona had her hand inside Steve's trousers and had released his straining cock from its imprisonment. He sighed as her fingers began to work their way up and down his engorged shaft. Jane leaned forward and began to lick one side of his shaft as Shona started to lick the other. The girls worked their way along his rigid pole, licking and kissing every inch as the made their way towards the top. 

Reaching the tip of his cock, the two friends kissed. Their lips pressed firmly around either side of Steve's knob as their tongues flicked over its surface. "Oh fuck, that's good!" groaned Steve as Jane and Shona shared his cock. 

Jane nudged Shona's shoulder. Softly at first then harder. Shona reluctantly moved her head out of the way, giving her friend free access. She watched as Jane opened her mouth and wrapped her brightly lip-glossed, red lips around Steve's engorged knob. As Jane's head began to bob back and forth, Shona flicked her tongue over Steve's balls. She was rewarded with a satisfying groan of pleasure. 

Steve was clearly enjoying the attention he was receiving. He sighed and moaned as Jane's lips slid along his shaft. Her tongue swirled over his knob and lightly flicked the slit at its tip. Reaching in through the leg of his boxer shorts, Shona teased the ridge of skin that ran from his balls to his arsehole. "Oh fuck," groaned Steve, his hips giving an involuntary thrust in response to Shona's touch, "Oh fuck, oh Fuck, oohhh!" 

After a few minutes, Shona decided it was time for her to get in on the action. "My turn now," she said. Jane gave Steve's cock one final suck before reluctantly surrendering possession to her roommate. 

Shona quickly took him into her mouth. His cock was slick with Jane's saliva. Beads of pre-cum were already beginning to ooze from his slit. As Shona slid her lips along Steve's shaft, Jane circled the root of his cock with her fingers and began to stroke the lower part of his dick. 

Shona altered her pace from slow to fast then slow again. Her tongue flicked along the ridge of Steve's knob and across its slit while Jane sucked and licked his balls. 

Steve's hips began to buck. "Get ready girls!" he cried, "I'm gonna blow. Shona pulled her mouth away. Jane pressed her cheek firmly against Shona's. Both girls waited expectantly, their mouths open wide as Steve's fingers frantically pumped up and down his shaft. "Oh fuck... Oooohhh!!" moaned Steve as his cock erupted. A thick jet of cum shot straight into Shona's mouth. A second struck Jane across the face. It dribbled down her cheek as he Steve straightened his aim and sent the next bolt between her lips. 

Shona turned to her friend and began to lick Steve's cum from her cheek. Jane wrapped her lips around his knob and sucked the last drops of his cum into her mouth. She turned to Shona. Their lips pressed together, their tongues entwined in each others' mouths as they shared Steve's cum. Steve sat back in his seat, spent. 

Finally, the girls stood up. "Well?" said Shona, enquiringly. 

"If one of you is here at five, I'll give you the key," replied Steve, still struggling to catch his breath. 

"Great," said Shona, smiling as she turned towards the door. The bell went to announce the end of lunchtime. "Fuck!" said Shona, "guess I'll have to do without my after dinner fag." She unlocked the door. Jane blew Steve a kiss then, laughing, the girls turned and made their way to their next class. 

***** 

Jane selected a dress from her wardrobe and held it up in front of her. "What do you think?" she asked, looking across at her roommate. 

Shona looked up. Waving her hand to dry her nail varnish she said, "It's a bit concealing by your standards isn't it? It can't come to more than about 3" above your knees." 

Jane laughed. "Ok," she said, selecting another, "how about this one?" It was a short, tight black dress with red flowers, it was cut low at the front. Jane had worn it before and both girls knew that it showed her figure off to good effect. 

"That's more like it!" exclaimed Shona, "For a minute I thought you were turning boring." She studied the dress a little more closely. "I assume you have had it cleaned since the last time you wore it?" she asked with a knowing smile. 

Jane smiled back. "Of course it's been cleaned," she replied hotly. 

"And just how did you explain what that particular stain was and how it came to be there to the dry cleaner?" asked Shona wickedly. 

"Well...," replied Jane, "they guy in the shop was kinda dishy and as he was just about to lock up, I hung around for a bit then took him through the back and showed him exactly how it got there." 

Shona laughed. "The sad thing is," she said, "I actually believe you." 

"So what about you." asked Jane, "What're you wearing?" 

"I thought I'd wear my black backless one," replied Shona, " you know, the one Craig likes so much?" 

"I know the one," said Jane, "it's the one your tits keep spilling out the side of." 

"They do not!" retorted Shona indignantly. 

Jane laughed. "Well they would if that dress was any smaller, or if your tits were any bigger," she said. 

Shona tried, unsuccessfully, to look hurt. "I like my tits fine the way they are thank you very much indeed!" she exclaimed." 

"Mmmm, me too," said Jane, licking her lips suggestively. 

"Well, they're right here if you want them," said Shona, letting the towel that was wrapped around her body fall away. 

"So they are," replied Jane as she crossed the room to her friend's bed. 

"Ooooh, that's good," purred Shona as her roommate's hands slid over the surface of her firm globes. Her nipples stiffened instantly and Jane lowered her head and sucked gently on each one in turn. "Oh, yes! Suck them," moaned Shona. Jane responded eagerly, sucking as much of her friend's breast as she could into her mouth then biting down softly with her teeth. Shona bit her lip. "Mmmm," she murmured as she felt Jane's hand slide up the inside of her thigh. "Ooooh!" she gasped as Jane's fingers worked their way between her lower lips and began exploring her pussy. "Oh Jane! Oh yessss!" she cried as Jane slowly slid one, then two and then three fingers into her cunt. "Oh... oh... oooohhhh! Mmmmm," she sighed as Jane began to pump her fingers in and out, her tongue flitting from nipple to nipple as she fucked her roommate with her fingers. 

Jane could feel the walls of Shona's cunt tighten about her fingers as she drove them in and out. She hummed softly as she sucked her friend's nipples deep into her mouth. She could feel her friend's heart pounding within her chest as she drove her onwards with her fingers and mouth. Her own pussy throbbed. Reaching down, Jane began to tease the lips of her muffin with her free hand as she worked her fingers in and out of her roommate's pussy. 

Shona felt a warm glow spread all over her. "Oh fuck Jane," she breathed, "Oh that's sooo good!" She clenched the walls of her pussy around Jane's fingers moaning over and over again as her friend slowly twisted them inside her. 

Jane could feel her own juices trickle over her fingers as she teased her own entrance. She could feel the tension mounting in Shona's body as she drove her relentlessly towards her climax. Jane felt her own need growing. She began to rub frantically at her clit. She wanted Shona and her to come together. Her roommate's obvious pleasure drove her own excitement higher and she felt the first barely perceptible contractions ripple through her womb. 

Shona's body trembled as the sensations inside her grew stronger and stronger. She was dimly aware of her friend's growing excitement as she surrendered herself utterly to Jane's touch. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Ohhhh mmmmm aaahh!!" she moaned as the pressure inside her built up. "Oh Jane!" she cried, "Oh yesss! Don't stop! Oh don't stop! Oooooh!" She began to shake more violently. Biting her lower lip, she forced herself to hold back. 

Jane's teeth bit harder against Shona's nipple as she fingered herself with increasing abandon, responding to urgency of Shona's need for release. "Oh fuck, Jane," she heard Shona moan, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Oh Jane! Oh... Oohhhh!" The passion in Shona's moans, the wild thrashing of her body as her orgasm climbed higher and higher drove Jane over the edge. She pressed firmly against her throbbing clit as her own sensations peaked. "Yessss!" she cried, throwing her head back and giving voice to her release as wave after wave of pleasure pulsed through her. 

Jane threw her arms around Shona, holding her tight as the two friends let their orgasms carry them away. Feeling Jane's body shake every bit as violently as her own, Shona returned her friend's embrace. She pressed her lips to Jane's and they shared a passionately lingering kiss as they slowly regained control of their bodies. 

"Oh Jane, that was wonderful," whispered Shona into her friend's ear, "I guess I needed that." 

"Yeah, well...," replied Jane, "That's one you owe me." 

"Indeed I do," said Shona, smiling briefly before kissing Jane once more. "We'd better get a move on though, or we'll be late," she added. 

"I guess so," said Jane with a sigh. She rose from Shona's bed and crossed to her side of the room. Shona watched as Jane wriggled herself into her dress. As she smoothed it over her stomach and hips, Jane turned to Shona. "Knickers or no knickers?" she asked with a wicked smile. 

"Hmm, good question," replied Shona trying to look thoughtful. "You do plan on getting screwed tonight don't you?" she asked. 

"Stupid question," replied Jane. 

"I know. Just checking," said Shona. "I guess it depends on whether or not you want to spend the entire evening with cum dribbling down your legs." 

"Good point," said Jane, "knickers it is then I suppose." 

Shona laughed. "Well, you could always keep them in your bag and only put them on if you need to," she said. 

"Nah" replied Jane with a shrug, "I'll put them on now. I'll only forget if I don't." 

***** 

Even sitting in the caretaker's store cupboard, Shona could feel the beat of the music thumping through the walls. Sitting on Steve's seat, cigarette in hand, she took another pull of her Smirnoff Ice. Taking another long draw on her cigarette, she exhaled with a contented sigh. Shona heard the coded rap on the door. "It's me, Jane!" came the voice from outside. Shona unlocked the door and let her friend in, locking the door again behind her. 

Shona reached behind the filing cabinet and brought out a drink for Jane. "Ta," said Jane, taking the bottle from Shona. She became aware of her friend's scrutiny. "What is it?" she asked. 

"Something on your chin," replied Shona. "It looks suspiciously like cum," she added with a grin. 

Jane wiped her chin with the back of her hand. "Oops," she said with a giggle. Shona looked at her enquiringly. "Ok, ok," spluttered Jane, "I took Gary Robb into the toilets and blew him." Shona tried to look disapprovingly at her friend but failed miserably. "If you must know," continued Jane, "I was still horny from earlier and I just couldn't wait for Matt any longer. Where is he anyway?" 

Shona shrugged. "Got a text from Craig a few minutes ago," she said, "They'll be here shortly. Was he any good, Gary I mean?" 

"I've had worse. To be honest he's a bit phallicly challenged,"  replied Jane, holding her thumb and finger a few inches apart and giggling, "although you'd never think it to look at him," she added.

“Hmmm,” replied Shona, shrugging. “I noticed that about him too.” 

“Oh?” replied Jane, raising her eyebrows. 

“Well,” continued Shona with an expression of artful innocence on her face, “I had to thank him for helping me with that Chemistry assignment last term, didn’t I?” 

“I guess you had,” replied Jane. “Just once though,” she continued, “I’d like there to be someone that you haven’t beaten me to.” 

“It’s possible,” said Shona, smiling, “but not too likely.” 

“You bitch!” replied Jane, giving her friend a playful slap across the face. 

The friends laughed. Jane took another sip of her drink. "I suppose we'd better finish these off and go and meet the guys," she said. 

"Suppose so," said Shona, taking a final puff on her cigarette before stubbing it out in the ashtray on Steve's desk. The girls finished their drinks and Shona turned to unlock the door. 

"And what're you two up to?" came a voice as Shona and Jane turned the corner and emerged into the main corridor. It was Avril Baker. Her twin sister, Audrey, stood beside her. 

"None of your business," said Jane angrily. 

Avril sniffed. "You've been smoking again haven't you?" she said to Shona. 

"Prove it," replied Shona, "and even if I have, what can you do about it?" She grinned wickedly. "Even if you could do anything, all I'd have to do is mention Mark Tucker' party to the right people, wouldn't I? 

"You... you wouldn't?" stammered Avril. 

"Try me!" said Shona, "C'mon Jane, let's leave them to it." She took Jane by the arm and led her along the corridor. 

"What was that all about?" asked Jane, "Go on, spill the goss." 

Shona shrugged. "Seems The Battle-axe's favourite let her halo slip a bit. Sandra told me that Little Miss Starch Pants back there isn't quite as innocent as she'd like people to believe." 

"Go on," demanded Jane. 

"Well, allegedly, our Miss Goody Goody got just a teensy-weensy bit stoned and ended up doing a dance routine in the middle of the floor." 

"And? Go on. Don't keep me in suspense." demanded Jane. 

"The dance routine involved her removing her clothes," said Shona with a perfectly straight face. 

"What? Avril Baker got out of her face then stripped? I don't believe it." replied Jane. 

"Straight up!" replied Shona grinning broadly, "Just ask Sandra, she was there. There's a rumour that someone caught it all on video too." 

"I'd love to see that," said Jane as she burst out laughing. 

"Hmm, me too," said Shona. "She may be a pain in the arse but you have to admit that Avril has got a good body. Audrey too." 

"Oh you!" exclaimed Jane, "You know that apart from you I only do guys." 

Shona shrugged. "Well that's your problem, you should try it more often," she said, "You don't know what you're missing." 

"I'm not missing a damn thing," replied Jane. "I like cock and so do you, I'm just not as keen on pussy as you are. If I do want pussy, I've got yours and that's more than enough for me." 

"Why thank you," said Shona. "Look, there's Matt and Craig waiting for us. I do hope your drink has washed away the smell of cum off you breath," she added wickedly. 

The girls greeted their boyfriends enthusiastically then led them through the corridor to the hall where the music pounded relentlessly. "What kept you?" asked Jane. 

"Well," replied Matt with a shrug, "me, Craig and a few of the lads decided to stop of at 'The Haymaker' for a couple on the way here. I didn't think you'd mind." 

"I didn't really, I guess," said Jane. Shona threw a knowing smile at her friend as they walked through the door into the hall. 

Jane lost herself in the beat of the music. Without a care she ground her body against Matt's as she surrendered herself to the rhythms. Her body tingled with desire as she pressed herself into Matt's embrace. Turning around, she wriggled her bum against the growing prominence in the front of his jeans. 

Shona felt bolts of electricity pulse through her as Craig's hands took advantage of the access afforded by her dress to stroke the sides of her breasts. Her nipples stiffened in response to his touch. Her lips closed on his, her tongue invaded his mouth as she rubbed her thigh against his stiffening cock. "What have we got here?" she whispered in his ear, taking advantage of a momentary break in the music. 

Craig smiled at her. "Why don't we see if we can find somewhere quiet and I'll show you," he replied. 

"Ok, let's go," replied Shona taking her boyfriend by the hand and leading him off the dance floor. 

They made their way steadily down the corridor, making sure not to draw any undue attention towards them. The last thing Shona wanted was another run in with the Baker twins. Arriving unnoticed at the door of the caretaker's cupboard, Shona reached into her bag and produced the key. "In here, quickly," she said as she unlocked the door and pushed it open. Craig smiled and followed his girlfriend into the cupboard, closing the door behind him. His lips were on hers even as she turned to lock the door. With that task completed, Shona tugged urgently at Craig's jeans, undoing his belt and easing them down over his hips. She stroked his cock with eager fingers, feeling it expand still more in her hand. "Oh Craig," she sighed, "I want you inside me." 

"Not so fast," replied Craig. He picked her up and sat her on the edge of the desk. Shona trembled in anticipation as he knelt down in front of her and began pushing the hem of her dress upwards. 

"Oh Craig!" she gasped as he pulled aside the wet gusset of her knickers and slid his tongue between her hot, wet labia. "Oh fuck that's good," she moaned, reaching down to clutch the back of his head with one hand, pressing him more firmly against her. Her other hand slipped inside her dress, caressing her tits as Craig's tongue explored every fold of her pussy. 

"Ahhh, mmm," sighed Shona as Craig sucked her swollen clit between his lips and flicked his tongue over the tip. Perched precariously against the edge of the desk, Shona rocked her hips, responding to the touch of her boyfriend's tongue. She pinched her nipples and felt lightening bolts of pleasure stab through her. Craig's tongue darted in and out of her hot, wet tunnel. Shona flexed the walls of her cunt, trying to grip his tongue as it flicked in and out. 

Craig returned his attention to his girlfriend's clit, licking it with firm strokes of his tongue. Shona felt the first ripples in her womb as a warm glow spread over her. "Yesss! Mmmm, oh yes!" she cried as the sensations steadily increased in intensity. Her hands caressed her tits, pushing them together as she teased her nipples between her fingers. Craig's tongue flicked rapidly over her clit. Shona's hips began to buck, her pussy felt as if it was on fire. "Oh... Oh... Mmmm... Ahhh!" she moaned as her womb contracted more violently. 

With her eyes clenched firmly shut, Shona gripped the edge of the desk as she felt the pressure mount. She bit her lower lip as she struggled to deny herself the release her body craved. Craig's tongue beat relentlessly against her clit. He could tell from Shona's breathing and the way her body flinched that she was on the brink of her climax. He sucked her clit between his lips, humming softly as his tongue flicked over it. "Oh yes... Oh yes... Oh Craig... Ohhhh!" cried Shona as her orgasm gripped her. Her body shook. Her hips bucked, lifting her bum off the desk. "Oh Craig," she moaned, "I want you soo much! Fuck me Craig! Fuck me now!" 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 05



Craig pulled away. Standing up as Shona slid off the desk and turned round. Her body still shaking, she supported herself against the edge of the desk as she felt Craig pull her knickers aside and the head of his cock press against her entrance. "Now Craig!" she demanded, "Fuck me now!" Shona pushed her hips back and felt the entrance of her pussy stretch to accept the head of his cock as it pushed into her. Craig gripped Shona's hips and pressed forward, sinking his cock into her pussy until his thighs pressed against the up thrust cheeks of her arse. "Oh yes!" exclaimed Shona as she gripped her boyfriend's cock with the walls of her pussy. "You feel so good inside me," she purred. 

Craig began to thrust, slowly at first but gathering pace with every stroke. "Fuck, Shona, you're pussy's hot," he said as he filled her warm, wet tunnel with his prick. 

"Harder!" urged Shona as her boyfriend drove his cock in and out, "Oh Craig, fuck me harder!" Shona's moans and the slapping of Craig's thighs against her arse filled the room. Shona reached down between her legs to stroke her clit as Craig's cock impaled her. She pushed her hips back, her movements marking a counter beat to Craig's thrusts, meeting him on the deepest point of his stroke. 

With her body still trembling in the afterglow of her recent orgasm, Shona felt her passion mounting rapidly as her fingers caressed her throbbing clit. "Faster!" she demanded as the pulses of pleasure increased in intensity. 

Raising his pace, Craig felt his girlfriend cum. Her pussy tightened against his cock, transmitting her sensations along his shaft. "Oh Shona!" he cried as he felt the pressure mount inside his balls. 

Craig came, ramming his cock deep inside Shona's trembling cunt. "Mmmm," she sighed as she felt jet after jet of his warm cum pool inside her. Craig pulled out and fell back against the filing cabinet behind him. Shona adjusted her knickers to catch the cum that was beginning to trickle from her pussy as she knelt down in front of her boyfriend. She eagerly licked his shaft, cleaning the rich mixture of his cum and her juices from its length. 

"Boy, did I need that!" exclaimed Shona. She stood up and reached behind the filing cabinet. "Drink?" she enquired, handing a bottle to Craig. 

"Cheers," replied Craig, "I need one after that." 

"I should hope so too," said Shona, smiling. "Be a dear and open mine for me," she said as she dug in her bag for her cigarettes. Lighting up, she took a long drag to get it going then accepted her drink from Craig" 

There was a loud knock on the door. "Shona!" came the voice from outside, "It's Jane! Are you in there?" 

"Perfect timing," sighed Shona. She kissed Craig quickly then turned to let Jane in. 

"And what are you too up to?" asked Jane coyly. Matt followed her, grinning broadly. 

"Nothing," replied Shona with mock innocence. "I wanted a smoke and Craig wanted a drink. Thought I'd have one too since I was here." 

"Yeah, right. I bet," said Jane, reaching behind the filing cabinet and extracting drinks for herself and Matt. "And I suppose Craig always drinks with his zip down?" she added. Shona laughed and Craig blushed slightly. "Never mind," said Jane, "I'm sure you enjoyed yourselves. 

The friends chatted as they drank. Shona finished her cigarette then unlocked the door. "I'll leave you the key," she said as Craig and she made to leave. "Don't do anything I wouldn't," she said wickedly and shut the door behind her. 

Jane turned the key in the lock. "Well?" she said, turning to Matt. Grinning, Matt undid his jeans and quickly pushed them and his boxer shorts to the floor. "Hmm, what have we here?" asked Jane as she walked over to her boyfriend and knelt down in front of him. She leaned forward. Licking her lips, she opened her mouth. Matt gasped as she sucked his knob into her mouth and slid her lips down his shaft. 

Jane worked her tongue over the head of Matt's cock, swirling it over its surface, teasing the slit with its tip. Matt reached down and ran his fingers through his girlfriend's long blonde hair. Jane tilted her head back, Matt's cock still deep in her mouth and stared up at him, her long black lashes fluttering over her ice blue eyes. 

Back and forth, Jane worked her lips along Matt's shaft. In and out, his cock disappeared into and re-emerged from her mouth. Over and over, Jane used every trick at her disposal to drive her boyfriend wild. It took only a matter of minutes for Jane to bring Matt to boiling point. 

As the first drops of Matt's pre-cum leaked onto her tongue, Jane pulled her mouth away. "Fuck me, Matt!" she demanded, standing up and turning round. As she hitched the hem of her skirt up around her waist Matt began tugging at her knickers. The folds of Jane's cunt were wet and enflamed. Matt quickly parted them with his knob and drove his cock into Jane's waiting pussy. "Ohhh!" exclaimed Jane as the head of her boyfriend's cock pressed against her cervix. "Oh yes!" she purred, "Fuck me Matt! Fuck me hard!" 

Matt stabbed his cock into his girlfriend's cunt, impaling her over and over again. Reaching forward, he tugged on the zip of Jane's dress then moved his hands round to support her tits as they fell free of their confinement. "Mmmm," sighed Jane as Matt cupped her breasts, rolling her nipples between his fingers as his cock stroked in and out of her pussy with long, hard thrusts. 

Jane savoured the way Matt's cock filled her, the walls of her cunt stretching as they accommodated his long, thick shaft. Her large, sensitive breasts throbbed as Matt teased and squeezed her nipples. While Jane was frequently unfaithful to him, in their three years together Matt had learned to satisfy her in a way that she had experienced with no one else. The more men she had sex with, the more she appreciated the way her boyfriend made her feel. 

Jane's pussy quivered as it stretched around Matt's cock. Lightening bolts of pleasure pulsed through her body. Reaching between her legs, Jane brushed a fingertip over her clit. "Ooooh!" she sighed as the fleeting contact triggered her climax. Her hips bucked, her clit throbbed, her pussy tightened around Matt's cock. 

"Fuck!" cried Matt as he responded to Jane's orgasm. He felt his balls tighten as he rammed his cock into her. 

"Oh yes!" urged Jane, feeling her boyfriend's cock swell inside her. "Do it, Craig!" she cried, " Cum in my pussy! Fill my cunt with your hot cum." Breathing hard, Craig thrust his cock deep into her muffin.. Jane gripped him with the walls of her pussy, the contractions in rippling through her cunt milking his cock as it pounded her. 

"Fuck! Oh Fuck! I'm cumming, Jane! I'm cumming!" moaned Matt as his cock erupted. 

"Mmmmm," purred Jane as the first jets of cum exploded against her cervix. "Yessss, oh yesss!" she sighed. 

Matt continued to thrust, shooting more and more cum into Jane with every stroke. Jane came again as Matt pumped his load into her, flooding her pussy with his sperm. 

Matt pulled out. Jane pressed her fingers to her pussy and felt his warm cum trickle over them. Raising her fingers to her lips, she sucked them into her mouth. "Mmmm, that tastes good," said Jane as she dropped to her knees in front of her boyfriend. She took his cock between her lips, sucking the last drops of his cum into her mouth before licking his shaft clean. 

Jane finished her drink as Matt straightened his trousers. Jane passed him his drink. "Get that down you and let's get back," she said as she drained the last drops from her bottle. 

Back in the hall the four friends danced together. Matt and Craig took turns dancing with each others' girlfriends. The girls flirted outrageously, not restricting themselves to their own partners. Jane danced with Craig, pressing her body firmly against his as they moved with the music. Shona danced with Matt. She felt a growing excitement as she felt his hands explore her body. Glancing at her friend, she saw that Jane was enjoying similar attentions from Craig. 

It was about 9:30 when Jane suggested that they grab the last of their drinks and head outside. They all readily agreed. Stopping briefly to collect the last few bottles from the janitor's cupboard, the four friends slipped outside and made their way to the playing fields. They reached the shallow grassy bank behind the cricket nets and sat down. Shona lit up a cigarette. Jane looked at her friend. "Suppose you want one?" said Shona, offering the packet to Jane. 

"Don't mind if I do," replied Jane, extracting one from the packet and lifting it to her lips. She accepted a light from Shona and inhaled deeply. 

They sat on the bank, chatting and drinking while the girls puffed on their cigarettes. Shona and Craig kissed. Jane stroked the bulge in her boyfriend's trousers. She deftly unzipped his jeans and slipped her hand inside. Matt squirmed as Jane endeavoured to release his cock from its enclosure. "Jane!" he exclaimed, "We're not alone." 

"So," replied Jane, "Given how often we've all been swimming together down at Hunter's Hollow it's not as if we haven't all seen it before." She smiled over at Shona who had undone Craig's trousers and was reaching inside. Jane leaned forward and whispered into her boyfriend's ear, "I know for a fact that Shona's done more than just look at it, hasn't she?" Matt looked nervous. "Don't worry," whispered Jane, "I don't mind and I'm sure you enjoyed it. I have it on good authority that my slutty little friend is almost as good me." 

"I couldn't possibly comment," replied Matt. 

"Bastard!" said Jane, slapping him playfully. She turned to Shona. "How about it?" she asked her friend. "Why don't we swap over, which ever one of these guys blows first loses and which ever one of us causes them to shoot first is the winner?" 

"Sounds good to me," said Shona taking another puff on her cigarette. 

"Are you sure?" asked Craig trying to sound concerned. Secretly he was every bit as keen as the girls seemed to be. Matt was barely able to suppress his eagerness. He had experienced Shona's oral skills once before and he would have been hard pressed to say who was better, Shona or his own girlfriend. Their techniques were different but they were both experts and Jane was prepared to let him sample Shona's skills again. 

Shona moved over and sat down beside Matt. Jane took up position beside Craig. "You are sure about this?" asked Matt. 

"I am if you are," replied Jane. He nodded. 

"Craig?" enquired Shona. 

"Sure," replied Craig. 

"All right then," said Jane, wrapping her fingers around Craig's member. "Ready?" 

"Steady," said Shona taking hold of Matt's cock. 

"Go!" they exclaimed in unison as their hands began to stroke up and down Matt and Craig's cocks. Matt and Craig sighed as the girls steadily worked their fingers up and down their cocks. Shona and Jane varied their pace, each intent on giving the other’s boyfriend the full range of their skills. Kneeling between their boyfriends Jane turned to Shona as her hand pumped up and down Craig's shaft. Shona turned to Jane and their lips met. Their tongues entwined as they stroked and teased the cocks of their boyfriends. 

"Fuck this is great!" groaned Matt as he watched his girlfriend share a passionate kiss with Shona while Shona's fingers stroked up and down his prick. 

"Hmmm," sighed Craig as he enjoyed Jane's attentions. The sight of their girlfriends kissing as they stroked their cocks soon had Matt and Craig at boiling point. 

"C'mon Craig!" urged Matt as Shona increased the pace of her fingers, "I can't take much more of this!" 

Craig laughed "Me neither," he groaned as Jane flicked his slit with a finger tip. 

Shona broke the kiss. She smiled at Jane. "Shall we?" she asked enquiringly. 

"Mmmm," replied Jane, "it would be a shame to let it go to waste." 

As one, the girl's leaned forward. Shona wrapped her lips around Matt's cock as Jane sucked Craig's into her mouth. 

"Oh fuck!" sighed Craig as Jane's lips slid up and down his tool. "Oh fuck, that's good!" 

"Ohhh, yesss!" moaned Matt as Shona's tongue swirled around his knob and flicked over his slit. Jane and Shona varied their pace. Their heads bobbed up and down in tandem as Matt and Craig strove to hold back. 

"Oh fuck! Oh Fuck!" groaned Matt grabbing the back of Shona's head. His fingers twisted in her hair as his hips thrust forward, forcing his cock deep into her mouth as she sucked hungrily. 

Pre-cum oozed from Craig's cock as his hips began to buck. Jane concentrated on his knob, her tongue flicking around its base. "Oh Jane!" moaned Craig, "I can't hold back much longer!" He turned his attention to his girlfriend who was sucking hungrily on Matt’s cock. “C’mon, Shona, “ he urged, his voice filled with tension, “suck him harder! I… I can’t take much more of this.” 

“Me neither,” groaned Matt, breathing hard, his teeth clenched as he tried to hold back, the thrusting of his hips becoming increasingly urgent. “Go on Jane!” he demanded as he watched her mouth devour Craig’s prick, “Make him cum, make him… oh… oh… oh fuck!” 

Afterwards, neither girl was able to recall who had won the bet. One second they were feasting on the boys' cocks the next they were swallowing deeply as Matt and Craig disgorged their loads of hot cum into their hungry mouths. 

Shona and Jane swallowed eagerly as their mouths filled with cum, neither of them wanting to waste a single drop. Using their fingers, they milked the last drops from each others boyfriends' cocks. 

Jane let Craig's cock slip from her mouth. Shona did the same to Matt. Turning to her friend, Matt's cum still in her mouth, Shona kissed Jane deeply. The friends passed the mouthful of cum back and forth until, at last, they swallowed it down. 

From across the school grounds a clock started to chime. Ten o' clock. "Fuck!" exclaimed Matt, "We're going to be late." The girls laughed as Matt and Craig hitched up their trousers, kissed their girlfriends good night and disappeared into the dark. Shona and Jane began to walk back to the hall, smoking as they walked. 

Stopping only to stub out their cigarettes against the edge of the Sports Hall, they turned the corner and walked up the path that led to their dormitory. Standing clearly in the doorway was Ms. Carlisle, staring pointedly at her watch. Behind her , smirking, stood Avril and Audrey Baker. "Guess we're in trouble again," Jane said to her friend. 

Shona shrugged. "Aren't we always?" she asked. Laughing, the friends started up the steps to the front door of their dorm. 



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 06



"Fuck it!" yelled Sandra disconsolately as she threw her racquet away in disgust. Breathing hard she sank to the ground and leaned back against the wall of the court. 

With perspiration glistening on her brow and her cheeks flushed with exertion, Shona stood, hands resting on her hips, breathing deeply. "Another game?" she enquired. 

Sandra shook her head. "Not a chance," she said. "I'm going to ache all over after this as it is." 

"Never mind," replied Shona grinning wickedly, "I'm sure Martin will give your back a rub later," She paused a moment, "And probably your front too," she added. 

Sandra scooped the squash ball off the floor and threw it at her friend. "Shona Fraser!" she exclaimed indignantly, "Is that all you ever think about?" 

Shona pondered that briefly. "No," she replied, then added with a perfectly straight face, "I hardly ever think about your front. Although, from where I'm standing, it looks pretty good." 

"Oh you," replied Sandra, "That's not what I meant and you know it!" 

"True," replied Shona wryly, "but then who was it, on the trip to the museum last year that sneaked away at lunchtime to give Billy Jenkins a blow-job?" 

"Yeah, yeah. Don't remind me," said Sandra, grimacing. "Still, I'd never have passed the assignment afterwards without his help so I suppose it was worth it." 

They both laughed. "C'mon," said Shona, offering Sandra her hand, "Let's go grab a shower. You know how much Jamal will complain if he can't lock up on time." 

The girls left the squash court and made their way to the changing rooms. As they stripped out of their sport's gear Shona eyed Sandra speculatively. "Hmm," she said, "I was right about your front. I guess I'll have to think about it more often." 

Sandra stuck her tongue out. "Oh piss off!" she said with a smile. "Yours isn't too bad either," she added. 

"Why, thank you," replied Shona, "I'm so glad you approve." 

Laughing, the two friends made their way towards the shower. They turned with a start as the changing room door burst open. Jane walked in, smiling broadly. Behind her, on all fours and with Jane's school tie looped around his neck, the other end held firmly in Jane's hand, came Jamal. "Hi girls," announced Jane, "I'd like you to meet my new doggie." 

"Jane!" exclaimed Shona, "What the fuck are you doing here with him?" 

Jane managed to look slightly abashed. "Well...," she said, "I told him if he was a good boy I'd let him meet my friends and he has been a very good boy!" On his hands and knees, Jamal started to where Shona stood, naked. Jane pulled sharply on her tie. "Down boy!" demanded Jane sharply. 

"Oh it's all right," laughed Shona, "I'd love to meet your new pet." Jamal smiled broadly, his brilliantly white teeth a sharp contrast to his dark skin. 

"Go on then," said Jane, "say hello to my friend Shona." 

Jamal crawled forward until he was at Shona's feet. Sitting back, he placed his hands on her thighs and stared up at her, his long tongue stuck out as he pretended to pant. "Go on!" urged Jane, "Pet him. He won't bite." 

Still laughing, Shona flashed a smile at Sandra and patted Jamal's head. "Good doggie," she said, "nice doggie." 

Jamal responded by leaning forward and running his tongue up the inside of Shona's thighs. "Oooh!" she sighed as his tongue flicked briefly over the lips of her muffin. 

Jane tugged sharply on her tie. "Bad doggie!" she shouted. Jamal looked disappointed. 

Shona smiled "No," she said, "it's OK. I don't mind at all!" 

Jane shrugged. "Well OK then, if you say so," she said, "just be nice to my friend." 

Shona spread her legs slightly in anticipation as Jamal leaned forward once more. "Mmmm," she purred as his tongue slipped between her already moist lower lips and lapped over her clit. "Oh Jane, thank you," she sighed as Jamal's tongue explored her most intimate flesh. 

Watching Jamal pleasure her friend with his tongue, Sandra felt a surge of excitement course through her. "Don't worry," Jane whispered to her, "it'll be your turn next." Sandra smiled her thanks at Jane then sat down on a nearby bench and watched intently as Jamal continued to feast on Shona's pussy. 

Shona sighed. A warm glow spread over her as Jamal's tongue snaked its way repeatedly along her slit and lapped at her throbbing lit. She dragged her fingernails through the tightly packed, short, dark curls on top of his head as he expertly used his tongue to drive her wild. The fact that her two best friends watched on as a tall, black hunk devoured her pussy only added to her excitement. As his tongue flicked rapidly over her clit, she imagined his cock, long, thick and dark sliding into her moist, pink pussy. She gasped as her mind's eye pictured his prick, slick with her juices, being pushed forcefully into the tight confines of her arsehole. She felt her knees weaken. "Ooooh," she sighed as the first familiar ripples of her impending climax ran through her womb. 

"Oh yes!" cried Shona, "Harder! Harder!" she moaned as the sensations in her clit grew in intensity. She felt hands, her hands cup and squeeze her breasts, fingers teasing her stiff nipples. The pressure inside her increased with every stroke of Jamal's tongue. 

Jane watched, smiling broadly as Jamal drove Shona towards her inevitable climax. Her pussy, still tender from the attentions of Jamal's thick, black cock, throbbed as his cum trickled into her knickers. She had savoured the way he had used his tongue on her clit before fucking her and she knew, from first hand experience, just how much pleasure he was giving Shona. 

Squeezing and tugging her nipples as the contractions in her womb intensified, Shona felt her knees begin to weaken. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Ooohhhh!" she cried as the dam of her desire burst and her orgasm flooded over her. Her body shook as she clutched at Jamal's head for support. "Oooh!" she cried, "Enough! Stop! Please stop!" she moaned at last, unable to take any more. 

With a smile on her face Shona staggered to the nearest bench and sat down. "Good doggie!" purred Jane, patting Jamal's head. "Now it's time to say hello to Sandra," she said. 

Jamal crawled over to where Sandra sat, her legs spread wide, her pussy wet with arousal from the scene she'd just witnessed. Without hesitating he slid his tongue between her wet lower lips and began to eagerly lap up the juices flowing from her pussy. "Oooh!" gasped Sandra as his tongue danced over her clit then flicked in and out of her entrance. With her eyes clenched shut, Sandra writhed with pleasure in response to the actions of Jamal's tongue. 

Jane looked over and caught Shona's eye. Shona, having recovered her composure, smiled and nodded. The two friends made their way to the bench and sat down, one on either side of Sandra. Leaning over they kissed briefly then turned their attention to Sandra's breasts. Shona's lips fastened around Sandra's left nipple and Jane's closed around her right. 

"Oooooh!" purred Sandra as she felt her friends' tongues flick rapidly over her nipples. "Oh fuck, that's good!" she moaned dreamily, "Suck them, suck my tits! Mmmm, ooooh!" 

The walls of her pussy throbbed as Jamal's tongue lapped at her clit with increased vigour and her two friends feasted on her breasts. "Oh! Oh! Oooh fuck!" she cried as the pressure inside her mounted rapidly. 

Sandra's slender body began to tremble as the intensity of the sensations she was experiencing grew stronger and stronger. Jamal's lips fastened around her clit. "Oooooh!" she cried, the walls of her cunt contracting as he sucked her clit into his mouth and began to hum softly, his tongue brushing lightly over the tip. "Oh yes! Oh yes! Don't stop! Please don't stop!" she begged as her orgasm began to pulse through her. Jane and Shona sucked harder on Sandra's nipples, squeezing her firm breasts with their hands. Sandra screamed as her clit throbbed in response to the touch of Jamal's tongue. Her body shook violently as her womb contracted sending long, shuddering bolts of pleasure screaming through her. 

Finally, Sandra could take no more. She pushed Jamal away and he sat back, looking expectantly at the three friends. "Fuck that was wonderful!" purred Sandra as she endeavoured to regain her composure. 

Jane looked at Jamal and then to her friends. "I think my doggie needs a reward, don't you?" she asked coyly. 

"Sure," said Shona. 

"Mmmm," responded Sandra dreamily. 

"All right then," said Jane, "you sit up here and the three of us will give you your reward." 

Jamal smiled broadly as he got up off the floor and sat down on the bench. The three girls were quickly on their knees in front to him. With Shona in the middle, her friends on either side, her dark hair contrasted sharply with the blonde of Jane and Sandra. "Well, what have we here?" asked Shona as she stroked the growing bulge in the front of Jamal's shorts. "Looks like doggie's got a bone," she said as she began to ease his shorts down past his hips. With his shorts around his ankles, Shona tugged at his tight briefs. Sandra gasped and Shona licked her lips appreciatively as his thick, black cock sprang free. Jane smiled. She had known that her friends would like what Jamal had to offer. 

Shona leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock. Sandra reached out tentatively to stroke his thick shaft as Jane lightly squeezed his balls. "I'm going to enjoy this," said Shona. She opened her mouth wide and took his swollen knob between her lips. Jamal gasped in response. Once she was accustomed to having his thick tool in her mouth, Shona began to move her head forward, sliding her lips along his shaft, guiding his knob into the back of her throat. Even when she had taken as much of his prick as she could into her mouth there was still at least four inches of cock protruding beyond her lips. Sandra and Jane moved slightly then each ran their tongues up the sides of his shaft. 

As her head bobbed up and down, Shona put her arms round her friends. Caressing their backs, her fingers worked their way downwards. Her hands slid over their arses and up the inside of their thighs. The fingers of her left hand found the wet gusset of Jane's knickers. The pushed it aside and began to tease her friends lips. Her right hand hesitated, not knowing how far Sandra would be willing to go. The decision was made for her. Sandra pushed her hips back and Shona felt her wet lower lips brush against her fingers. 

Shona quickly slid two fingers into each of her friends' pussies. She slid them in and out as she worked her lips back and forth along the length of Jamal's cock. Jane sighed and Sandra moaned softly as Shona's fingers gently fucked their eager cunts. She could feel her own juices beginning to flow freely. 

Feeling a warm glow spreading over her as Shona's fingers pumped in and out of her cunt, Jane turned and kissed her friend's cheek. "Don't hog it," she whispered, "give Sandra a chance." Shona reluctantly let Jamal's cock slip from between her lips. Extracting her fingers from Sandra's quivering pussy, she licked them clean then offered Jamal's cock to her friend. 

"Thank you," purred Sandra as she accepted her Shona's offering. Stretching her mouth as wide as she could she was just able to take the tip of Jamal's thick, black cock into her mouth. Shona moved round so that Sandra was between her and Jane. She reached forward to suck Jamal's balls as her fingers sought out Sandra's pussy once more. 

Sandra swirled her tongue around the head of Jamal's cock, poking the tip into the slit. She squeezed the walls of her cunt around Shona's fingers, gripping them just as her moth gripped Jamal's cock. Her body shuddered as she felt Jane's tongue flick over her stiff nipple causing her to suck even harder on the cock in her mouth. Her body began to tremble in response to her friends' touches. In seconds she was cumming again, her body shaking violently as she feasted eagerly on Jamal's cock. 

Jane wanted to feel his cock inside her once more, but knew that her friends needed it just as badly. She slipped off her knickers as Sandra sank contentedly to the floor. She sat down on the bench and spread her legs wide. "Eat me, Shona!" she demanded. "Eat me while Jamal fucks you with his monster cock." 

Shona moved between her friend's legs. Steadying herself on all fours, Shona leaned forward. Her tongue slipped between her friend's wet labia. She lapped at her juices as they flowed freely from her entrance. She felt Jamal put his hands on her hips. "Mmmm," she sighed as worked the head of his cock up and down the length of her slit, coating it in her juices. Jamal began to press forward. "Oooooh!" Shona cried as the opening stretched to receive him. His cock was thicker than any she had ever had before. She felt as if she were being ripped apart as Jamal slowly sank his prick into her cunt. 

Shona lapped at Jane's pussy, darting her tongue in and out of her entrance as Jamal pounded his cock in and out of her cunt. The fronts of his thighs slapped against her arse as he drove his prick into her with powerful surges of his hips. Jane groaned and squirmmed as Shona explored ever fold of her pussy with her tongue. 

Sandra, having recovered from her climax, tugged at the buttons of Jane's blouse, undoing them one by one. She pushed the soft, lacy cups of Jane's bra up over her tits, letting them fall free. Then, reaching forward to take on in each hand, she lowered her head and sucked the nearest nipple into her mouth. 

"Oh yes, oh yes, OOOHHH YESSS!" screamed Jane as the sensations overwhelmed her. Shona sucked Jane's clit into her mouth, humming softly as she worked her tongue over the tip. Jane's hips bucked, pressing her mound more and more firmly against Shona's mouth. Jamal's cock impaled her from behind with long, powerful strokes. 

"I'm cumming! Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" yelled Jane, her body shaking uncontrollably. She flinched at every touch of Shona's tongue, moaning as Sandra rolled her stiff nipples between her fingers. Her body was on fire as she came again and again. 

Shona removed her mouth from her friend's muffin. Her cunt felt satisfyingly sore from the pounding it was taking. The walls of her cunt gripped Jamal's cock tightly as it plunged into her over and over again. She wanted this fuck to last forever but knew that she had to let Sandra have her turn. "No more," she said reluctantly, "It's time for Sandra to see what you can do." 

Smiling, Jamal pulled his cock from Shona's trembling cunt. She suddenly felt a huge emptiness where his cock had been moments before. She got up and sat down in front of Sandra. Sandra rested her arms on her friend's thighs, bracing herself for what was to come. "Oh!" she cried as the head of Jamal's prick, lubricated with Shona's juices" forced its way into her hot wet hole. "Oh fuck! Oh Yes! Oh fuck me Jamal!" she demanded as inch by deliciously thick inch he speared her with his dick. 

Sandra's slight body was smaller than that of Jane and Shona. Her breasts, while firm and full were smaller, her cunt was as tight as her body. Jamal lunged, forcing his cock into the hot, wet confines of her pussy. Sandra's body shuddered as she felt herself being taken mercilessly from behind. With her cunt full of cock, she leaned forward. Her tongue snaked out from between her lips and grazed the swollen bud of Shona's clit. 

Shona flinched then sighed. She twisted her fingers in Sandra's blonde hair and pushed her more firmly against her. Her juices flowed freely, coating Sandra's cheeks as her tongue lapped and darted in and out of the entrance of her tunnel. The force of Jamal's thrusts pressed Sandra's mouth even more firmly still against Shona's pussy. 

Jamal reached forward to cup and squeeze Sandra's tits as his he stabbed his cock in and out of her cunt. He rolled her nipples between the thumb and fingers of each hand causing, momentarily, to gasp with pleasure before returning her attention to her friend's pussy. 

Fire coursed through Shona's veins. Her body began to tremble and soon she was moaning loudly. "Ooooh!" she cried as her womb contracted, the walls of her pussy trying to grip Sandra's tongue as it darted in and out. "Oh fuck! Oh Fuck! OH FUCKKKK!" she screamed as she lost control, surrendering herself utterly to her climax. Her fingers tightened in Sandra's hair. She pushed her head towards her. Sandra sucked eagerly on her lips and clit sending bolts of electricity pulsing through Shona's body. 

At last, unable to endure the intense sensations any more, Shona reluctantly pushed Sandra away. 

Jane watched entranced, her fingers sliding between her lips and into her cunt as Shona came loudly and Jamal's cock pounded in and out of Sandra's cunt. She was hungry for the sensations of having his cock inside her once more. Sandra turned to her friend, saw her need written plainly on her face. "I think you'd better give Jane a seeing to before it's too late," she said with just a hint of reluctance in her voice. 

Jane moved over and kissed Sandra firmly on the lips, knowing the sacrifice her friend was making and feeling a twinge of guilt because she was about to deny her what she herself had already experienced. "Sit her in front of me," she said to Sandra, "I'll make you cum while he fucks me." 

Sandra didn't hesitate. She sat down on the floor in front of Jane, the tiles of the floor cold against her arse. Shona sat down behind her and Sandra leaned back, feeling her friend's breasts press against her shoulders. She sighed contently as Shona slid her hands up over her stomach and began to cup and caress her tits. "Ooooh," she sighed as she felt Jane's tongue push between her lower lips. 

Jane shuddered as she felt Jamal's cock fill her once more. It was easier this time but the walls of her cunt still stretched to accept him. She lapped at Sandra's moist lips as Jamal thrust into her from behind. The walls of her pussy gripped him tightly within her. Sandra's juices flowed from her hole, still open wide from accommodating Jamal's cock. Jane pushed her tongue in to her tunnel lapping hungrily and the juices that coated her tongue. Unlike Shona, who'd had a number of female lovers, Sandra's pussy was only the second that Jane had ever tasted. Sandra's flavour was subtly different from Shona's. Jane felt herself becoming intoxicated. 

Sandra moaned as Jane's tongue flicked gently over her clit and as Shona squeezed her tits with her fingers. A feeling of anticipation built up inside her as a warm glow spread from her pussy to engulf her body. Like Shona, Sandra had enjoyed the loving touch of another girl on many occasions but this was the first time she had been with two at once. The fact that she'd just received a solid fucking from Jamal only heightened her arousal. 

Jamal felt his balls tighten as he worked his cock in and out of Jane's pussy. He still could hardly believe that he'd just spent the best part of an hour eating, fucking and having his cock sucked by three of the horniest, most beautiful girls he had ever met. He could feel his climax approaching and while he would have been happy to shoot another load into Jane he wanted to share his seed with all three. "Better hurry up," he called to the three friends, "I can't keep this going for much longer." 

Hearing the urgency in Jamal's voice, Jane refocused her attention on Sandra. She sucked hard on her clit and enflamed lips, humming softly as she worked her tongue over her friend's sensitive flesh. Shona kissed and nibbled Sandra's neck, her hands squeezed her tits, her fingers teased her stiff nipples. Sandra was breathing hard. Her head tossed frantically from side to side as the attentions of her two friends began to overwhelm her. "Oooooh," she cried as the first tremors of her orgasm rippled through her. Her body began to shake. Gripping Jane's head she pulled her towards her, pressing her mouth more firmly against her mound. "Aaaaah!" she sighed as the pleasurable contractions pulsed through her womb. "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yesssss!" she moaned as the waves of her orgasm broke over her. She surrendered herself to her climax, letting it carry her away. 




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Jamal struggled to contain himself. The three girls had eaten each othe to a climax as he had fucked each one in turn. His cock twitched violently as he slammed it in and out of Jane. Reluctantly he pulled out. "Get ready," he said as he pumped his fingers up and down his shaft, "her I come!" 

The girls knelt down in front of him. Sandra, still in the throes of her orgasm had to be supported by her friends. They opened their mouths expectantly. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oooooh fuckkk!" cried Jamal as his cock exploded, showering the three friends faces with his cum. Spurt after spurt shot from his cock, splattering across the girls cheeks to trickle down their necks and onto their tits. Occasionally he managed to send a jet into one of their eager mouths but in the main he just aimed loosely in their direction, coating them with his cum. 

Finally, Jamal fell back spent. Shona, Sandra and Jane took it in turns to lick his cum from each other's faces. Eventually, Sandra leaned forward, to lick their combined juices from his shaft and suck the last drops of cum from his flagging cock. 

Jane stood up. She walked over to where Jamal lay, panting on the floor and dug her toe into his ribs. "Get up!" she demanded. 

Jamal looked confused. "Eh? What? I… er," he stammered. 

"Get up and get the fuck out of here," Jane said hotly. The smile on her face contradicted the sting in her words. Jamal struggled to his feet. "If you don't get out of here this instant, I'll report you for spying on us while we were taking a shower." 

Jamal smiled sheepishly. He knew that while Jane was teasing him, he had better do as she told him. Pulling his shorts up and straightening his t-shirt, he turned and smiled. "Thank you," he said, "You girls are something else. Just don't take all nigh getting cleaned up. Some of us have homes to go to, you hear?" 

"Get!" said Jane hotly but still smiling as she pointed to the door. Jamal turned and left, they could hear him whistling as he made his way down the corridor. Jane turned to her friend's and began to undress. "I don't know about you two," she said "but I need a shower. Care to join me?" 

Laughing, Shona and Sandra stood up. "Don't mind if we do," said Sandra as they joined their friend and made their way through to the showers.



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 07



Pausing only to undo the top two buttons of her blouse Jane tentatively raised her hand and knocked on the door. "Come in," came the voice from the other side. Pushing the door open, Jane stepped smartly into Mr. Reid's office. "Ah, Miss Jones," he said warmly, "what can I do for you?" 

"I need help," replied Jane, frowning. 

"Well come in and sit down," said Mr. Reid affably, "let's see if we can sort things out." 

"Thanks," said Jane taking the seat across the desk from her teacher. 

"So what seems to be the problem?" he asked. 

Jane put her workbook down on Mr. Reid's desk and leant forward. She caught him sneaking a quick look down her blouse and smiled briefly. "It's these standard integral things." she said in an exasperated tone, "I've tried everything and I just can't get them to work out. The exam's only a month away and I just can't do them. I need to get at least a 'B' if I'm going to get into university." 

Hearing the note of despair in his pupil's voice Mr. Reid smiled warmly. "Don't worry," he said consolingly, "there's plenty of time to work it out. Why don't you show me what problems your having and we'll try to work it out." 

An hour later Jane pushed her book away in disgust. "It's no good," she despaired, "I'll never get the hang of these." 

"Are you open to a suggestion?" Mr. Reid enquired. 

"I might be," replied Jane with interest. 

"Well," Mr. Reid continued, "I run some extra study groups for a few other girls at my home after school. My Monday and Tuesday sessions are as full as I can manage but there are spaces in the group I run tonight and tomorrow. You could come along if you like." 

"What time?" asked Jane. 

"From 7 until 9," replied Mr. Reid. "If you want to come along I'll write you a note so that you can clear it with Miss Carlisle." 

"What about payment?" Jane enquired. 

"Don't worry about that, I don't charge," said Mr. Reid, "although any donations to the cause that you care to make are gratefully received," he added with a wry smile. 

"I bet they are," said Jane, sitting up and smoothing down her blouse and rewarding her teacher with an extended view of her cleavage. She smiled as she noticed him take a long look down the front of her blouse. "OK," she said brightly, "I'll be there." 

"Good," said Mr. Reid as he produced a sheet of paper and proceeded to write on it. When he was finished he passed it to Jane. "Just give this to Miss Carlisle," he said, "and I'll see you at 7. My house is at 37 Beltane Drive. I take it you'll be able to find it?" 

"Don't worry," said Jane, "I'll be there." She got up and made her way to the door, slightly exaggerating the sway of her hips as she walked. 

For the rest of the day, for no reason that she could easily identify, Jane felt a growing sense of excitement. It wasn't that she found Mr. Reid particularly attractive. He wasn't ugly by any means but he wouldn't normally be her choice. He was in his late thirties, heavily set with slightly thinning hair. He did have a nice smile and an easy manner that set his students at ease. On top of that, given that she was going to be part of a study group it was unlikely that she would be able to manoeuvre the situation to one where something could happen 

With a small laugh Jane finally admitted what had her so increasingly worked up. It wasn't so much Mr. Reid but the fact that maybe, just maybe, something might happen. It had been almost three weeks since she had been with anyone other than Matt and while he was an attentive and extremely satisfying lover, Jane's highly charged appetites needed to be sated with something more. It wasn't that she wanted to cheat on Matt, she was simply addicted to the excitement of her illicit encounters. Nothing got her going more than the feeling of having her cunt filled with a previously untried cock. 

Once again, as she had so frequently during the last two days, Jane wished that Shona hadn't.had to have gone away on the field trip as part of her geography project. Jane longed to have her roommate's hands, lips and tongue explore her body, driving her wild, increasing her excitement to the point where she just had to find a willing cock to give her the fucking she craved. Her own fingers were a poor substitute to Shona's expert touch. No one, not even Matt, knew how to pleasure Jane as completely as her best friend. 

As the bell rang to signal the end of the day's classes Jane gathered up her books, raced out the door and flew across the square to the door of her dormitory hall. She hurried up the stairs and down the corridor to her room. Slamming the door behind her, she flung her bag into the corner and threw herself onto her bed. Her need had reached the point where it could no longer be endured. Hitching up her skirt, Jane moaned as her fingers slipped inside her knickers and between the warm folds of her wet pussy. Her clit throbbed as she rubbed it with a circular motion. "Mmmm, fuck," she moaned as the pleasurable sensations spread through her body. 

Jane slowly slid one, then two fingers into her cunt. As she pumped them in and out, the walls of her pussy flexing rhythmically around them, Jane realised she needed something more. She reached down and opened the drawer under her bed. Lifting her lock box from the drawer, she took the small key from the chain around her neck and unlocked it. Without any hesitation, Jane selected her favourite toy. Taking the thick, heavily veined plastic cock in one hand and spreading the lips of her pussy with the fingers of the other, Jane positioned the head of the fake cock against the entrance her pussy. "Oh fuck yesss!" she purred as she slowly impaled herself with it. The shaft was at least twice as thick as any real cock she had ever experienced, even Mr. Fitzgerald's and that had been the biggest she'd ever had. Jane savoured the sensations as her tunnel stretched to accept its girth as she slowly, inch by delicious inch, pushed it deep inside her. 

She began to pump the plastic cock in and out with slow, measured strokes. Once again she wished that Shona was here to do this for her. She missed her friend's skill and the certainty of her touch. 

With one hand tightly gripping the end of her toy as she drove it in and out of her cunt, Jane reached down to tease her clit with the fingers of the other. Pulses of pleasure danced through her as she toyed with her swollen bud. "Oh! Mmmmm, ooooohh!" she sighed as her pleasure mounted. The walls of her pussy rippled sending tremors rushing through her womb. 

Harder and harder, with her legs spread wide, Jane rammed the fake cock in and out with ever increasing force. Her clit throbbed incessantly as she rubbed and flicked it with her fingertips. She found the switch at the end of her toy and flicked it with one finger. The tiny motor inside the head buzzed. The vibrations inside her cunt and the pressure of her fingers on her clit combined with her intense arousal to push Jane over the edge. She came violently. Powerful contractions ripped through her womb, her back arched and her body shook. She moaned as her head tossed from side to side. The walls of her cunt gripped the fake cock tightly as it buzzed inside her as Jane surrendered herself to her orgasm. Her hands moved to her breasts. She slid them under her blouse, pushed her bra and teased her nipples. Her climax increased in intensity, the sensations growing with every passing moment. In her imagination it was Shona's fingers that played with her tits while her tongue lashed her clit. 

Eventually, Jane could take no more. She fumbled and finally found the switch. The vibrations stopped but her cunt still gripped the plastic penis deep within her. Jane forced her body to relax, breathing deeply as she slowly regained her composure, wishing that Shona was here to hold her close as she came down from her orgasmic high. 

Once again, her thoughts turned to the feelings she had for her friend. Unlike Shona, who was unashamedly bisexual, Jane was, essentially, straight. She dabbled occasionally, most recently with Sandra, but, by and large, with the exception of her roommate, Jane restricted her sexual activity to men. 

They had met in first year, when they were both twelve. They had soon become inseparable. In Shona, it seemed, that Jane had a friend whose appetites mirrored her own. Shona, at 14, had actually lost her virginity before Jane, but Shona also liked girls, as Jane had first discovered when her friend had seduced her after they had celebrated Jane's fifteenth birthday with a smuggled bottle of wine. That had been an eye opener for Jane. While she enjoyed nothing more than the feeling of having a satisfyingly large cock buried deep inside her, she discovered that another woman's touch could be just as satisfying, albeit in a totally different way. She didn't envy the fact that her friend and lover was able to fully enjoy the best of both worlds, Shona more than satisfied her urges in that direction, but she frequently wondered what would have happened if Shona hadn't awakened that side of her sexuality. 

Reluctantly, Jane decided she had to get up and have a shower. Despite the intensity of her climax she was still highly aroused. She reflected on the fact that if nothing happened at Mr. Reid's tonight, she would have to make her excuses, leave early and get Matt to give her the fucking she needed so badly. Not for the first time, Jane wished that Matt was enough for her. She cared about him a lot and hated cheating on him, but she had learned early in her sexual career that she needed the additional novelty and excitement that a long term lover couldn't give her. Not that Matt was inadequate in any way, he knew how to give Jane exactly what she needed, it was just that Jane needed more than any one man could give her. 

Despite relieving her immediate need, Jane was still on a high as she made her way to Mr. Reid's that evening. In her bag she had a change of clothes, she intended to make the most of the late pass she'd obtained for the evening. If nothing else happened she'd make her way to the local night club in town. Failing that, she'd arrange to met up with Matt. Jane needed to feel a cock in her pussy, fucking her hard. She didn't care how she got it, whether it be Matt, Mr. Reid or some stranger she met in the club. 

Arriving almost exactly on the stroke of seven, Jane felt a thrill of excitement as she rang the doorbell. Moments later, the door opened. Mr. Reid looked out. "Would you like to come in, Jane?" he asked, holding the door for her. 

"Thank you," said Jane and she walked into the house in front of him, once again exaggerating the sway of her hips. She could sense his eyes locked on her short school skirt, which Jane had adjusted so that barely covered her bum. 

Jane walked into the living room. Another girl was siting at the table. She looked up as Jane entered and Jane recognised her as Amanda Ross. She didn't know Amanda all that well despite the fact that they both played hockey for St. Mary's first eleven but she found her friendly enough. "Hi," she said brightly as Jane took a seat at the table. 

"Hi," replied Jane who promptly proceeded to remove her books from her bag. 

Mr. Reid came into the room carrying a tray with tea and a plate of biscuits. "It's not much," he apologised, "My wife normally provides something a bit more substantial," he explained to Jane, "but she's gone to pick our daughter up from the airport. She's just finished a gap year in Australia. They should be back just after half past nine." 

After tea, the girls got to work with their studies. Mr. Reid provided occasional help and guidance. Sitting across the table from him, Jane noticed her teacher's occasional glances in her direction. The top button of her blouse was undone. As she leaned forward across her books the frilly white edge of her bra was plainly in view. She toyed absently with the next button on her blouse. She would frequently glance up from her books, catching Mr. Reid staring at her, no doubt eager to see if more of Jane's generous cleavage would be displayed. 

Jane smiled. catching Mr. Reid's eye, she sucked her pencil into her mouth and slid it in and out. From time to time, pretending to be lost in concentration, she'd take the pencil from her mouth and lick the end, rapidly flicking the tip. 

When she asked for help, Mr. Reid came round and stood beside her. As he leaned forward to examine the workings on her page, Jane allowed herself to brush, apparently accidentally, against him. He coughed nervously. Jane looked down, briefly, and grinned when she noticed the growing prominence in the front of his trousers. Amanda, for her part, seemed totally oblivious to Jane's far from subtle flirting. 

As the evening went on, Jane teased her teacher mercilessly. Jane was enjoying herself immensely and it was clear that Mr. Reid was enjoying the attention that she was lavishing on him. 

It was almost quarter to nine when Mr. Reid announced that they had probably done enough for one night. Amanda gathered up her stuff in readiness to leave. As Jane packed her books away she caught Mr. Reid's eye. "I'm meeting a friend after this," she said, "I don't suppose you'd mind if I got changed here before I left?" she asked, smiling sweetly. 

"Be my guest," replied Mr. Reid, "the bathroom's just down the hall, first door on the left, you can get ready in there." He turned to Amanda. "Goodnight, he said as she made to leave, "I'll see you next week." 

"Yes," replied Amanda. "Goodnight, Mr. Reid. Goodnight, Jane." 

"Night," replied Jane, wondering at the slightly knowing smile Amanda had flashed in her direction as she left. Then, grabbing her duffle bag, she turned and made her way to the bathroom. Closing the door behind her, Jane quickly began to strip out of her uniform. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and smiled, noticing the slight, telltale flush on her cheeks. She knew her pussy was wet even before her fingers found their way between her lower lips. "Ooooh fuck!" she sighed quietly as her body began to respond to the touch of her fingers against her sensitive flesh. 

Balancing herself on the edge of the bath, Jane drove two fingers into her cunt, twisting them inside her, pumping them in and out as she pressed her thumb against her clit. With her free hand, she lightly stroked her tits, teasing her nipples with her fingertips. 

Her arousal and the naughtiness of the situation quickly overpowered her. Jane bit her lip to suppress a scream as a small but intensely powerful orgasm gripped her. 

Breathing deeply, Jane allowed herself a few moments to recover before continuing to get ready. She pulled a small, black, lacy G-string from her bag and pulled it up over her shapely legs. Next came a tight, red micro skirt, that just covered her knickers and no more. A matching, tight, low cut halter top that struggled to contain her large breasts was smoothed into place. Jane loved the feeling as the material rubbed against her sensitive nipples. She slipped on a pair of black, medium heeled shoes, before spending about ten minutes fixing her makeup. Finally, she stuffed her uniform into her duffle bag and made her way back to the kitchen. 

Mr. Reid was sitting at the table, smoking and drinking a cup of tea when Jane returned. He looked up as she entered, his eyes suddenly on stalks. "Mind if I have one?" Jane asked, nodding at the cigarette packet on the kitchen table. Without waiting for an answer she walked sexily across the room, bent over in front of her teacher, took a cigarette from the packet, raised it to her lips and lit it, inhaling deeply. 

Jane stood, one leg cocked slightly forward, a hand on one hip, taking short puffs on her cigarette. She looked at the clock on the wall. "Thirty minutes..." she said softly, blowing a trail of smoke in the direction of the clock.. 

"Pardon me?" Mr. Reid asked. 

"You said your wife and daughter should be home just after half past nine. That gives us thirty minutes." she said, taking another puff. 

"Oh," replied Mr. Reid, "Oh right, I'm... I'm not sure I understand." 

Jane was worked up and desperate for a fuck. Her anticipation had built to the point where she could contain herself no longer. Knowing that time was short, she summoned all her courage. 

"Do you like me, Mr. Reid?" she asked. 

Mr. Reid hesitated before answering. He eyed his student up and down, noting the revealing nature of her outfit, marvelling at her assured self confidence as she stood provocatively, smoking one of his cigarettes in front of him. "Why, yes," he answered, his voice slightly hoarse, "You're a fine young lady, Jane." 

Jane laughed. "I'm hardly a lady and that wasn't really what I meant," she said coyly. "I meant do you find me attractive? Do you want me?" she asked. 

"Want you for what?" he asked, hoping for the answer he wanted to hear. 

"I think you know what I mean, Mr. Reid... Would you like to fuck me?" she asked, smiling at him because she already knew the answer. 

Mr. Reid began trembling. She was tempting him unfairly and she knew he couldn't resist her charms. Jane stepped up to him and boldly put a hand on his crotch. She rubbed him there for a few seconds, he did not pull away. 

"Yes..." he admitted quietly. He wrapped his arms around Jane's neck and kissed her softly. His heart pounded as he pulled his lips away and reached under her flimsy red skirt, cupping her cheeks with his hands. 

"We'd better hurry then, sir," Jane said playfully, "we don't have much time." 

Silently, Mr. Reid led Jane by the hand to the front room. He lowered her to the carpet in front of the TV, shaking his head. 

"What's the matter, Mr. Reid?" Jane asked, smiling. 

"I just can't believe this," he admitted. "This shouldn't be happening." 

"But it is," said Jane, smiling warmly. "You do want to make love to me, don't you, Mr. Reid?" she said in a little girl voice, staring at him with her deep blue eyes. 

"Yes, Jane..." he said, still hesitating. 

Jane reached out and stroked the growing bulge in the front of his trousers. "Well..." she said coyly, "why don't we do something about it then?" she added, giving his cock a gentle squeeze. 

Mr. Reid undid his belt and began loosening his trousers. They fell to the floor and he quickly peeled off his underwear. His swollen, thick, hard cock wobbled in front of her. 

Kneeling before him, Jane took his thick cock in one hand, leaned forward and quickly wrapped her lips around it. "Oh fuck!" he groaned as she slid her lips down his shaft, taking his cock deep into her hot mouth 

Jane sucked him like a pro. Her cheeks dimpled as she worked her teacher's prick in and out of her mouth. Her head bobbed back and forth, her tongue swirled around the head, flicking the slit, causing him to gasp. Jane gazed up into his eyes, enjoying the look of pure delight etched on his face as his cock disappeared repeatedly between her lips. 

Jane gave his balls a gentle squeeze. She marvelled at how heavy and full they felt. The head of Mr. Reid's cock dragged against the roof of her mouth as she worked her lips along its length. 

Tasting the first drops of pre-cum begin to ease from his slit, Jane let Mr. Reid's cock slip from between her lips. She lay back, pulling her knees back, lifting them high in the air. Pulling the hem of her short skirt up high on her thighs, she spread her knees apart, showing him her G-string covered crotch. She reached down with one hand and started rubbing her clit through her knickers. 

Jane lay there before him. Her long blonde hair splashed out on the carpet. Her red halter top, so tight over her large breasts, heaved as her breathing grew heavier in anticipation. "Take me," she purred as she watched Mr. Reid devour her with his gaze, "Get down here and fuck me," she urged. 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 07



Jane hooked her thumbs into the waist of her G-string. "No," said Mr. Reid firmly, "let me take your knickers off." 

Jane raised her hips as he grabbed the waistband with both hands and eagerly tugged the scant, black G-string off. He slid her knickers down over her firm, golden thighs and tossed them aside. Mr. Reid gaped at the sight of her muffin, already moist from her rubbing. It was practically hairless and glistening with her juices. 

"Do you want me to take anything else off?" Jane asked. 

"No," he answered hoarsely. "I want to fuck you the way you are, if you don't mind." 

"Whatever you'd like, sir," Jane told him. She smiled as he kneeled before her. She watched his head dip under her skirt, felt his tongue and warm, moist breath on the lips of her cunt. 

"Oh, Mr. Reid," she purred. "That feels so good..." 

Her teacher lapped gently at her clit, rubbing it from side to side. He slipped a finger into her moist pussy, sliding it in and out as he tongued her. "Oh, God..." Jane murmured. She could feel her tense body convulse, her thighs shaking, as he drove her to ecstasy with his tongue. 

In her highly aroused state, Jane quickly found herself on the brink of a climax. Her pussy and womb contracted causing her body to shake violently. "Ohhh...Yessssss... Oh God...." she screamed as she came. Her back arched as she shook her head from side to side, her fingers clawing at the carpet. 

Mr. Reid slowly stopped his licking. Jane saw his head poke out from under her skirt, she could see her juices dripping from his chin. He smiled down at her. "I trust you enjoyed that" he enquired. 

"Fuck yes!" Jane exclaimed. Her cunt was hungry for his cock. "Fuck me," she begged. "I've got to have you inside me now." 

Her teacher straddled her and pressed his cock against her entrance. He rubbed the head in her juices, getting it nice and moist then, with a single thrust, plunged into her waiting cunt. "Oooooohhhh," Jane sighed as she felt the walls of her tunnel stretch around him, his cock filling her completely. 

Mr. Reid pumped his cock in and out several times, slowly finding his rhythm. Soon, he was fucking her with long, hard strokes, the walls of Jane's pussy flexed around his shaft, gripping him tight. 

"Fuck, this is good," he panted. His balls slapped her arse as pinned her to the carpet her with quick, powerful strokes. Jane smiled and pulled her knees up high and wrapped her ankles around his back. She clutched at his arse, digging her nails into his cheeks as he rode her. 

"Your pussy is so tight!" Mr. Reid complimented her. 

Jane laughed. "Fuck me harder!" she urged. 

Mr. Reid stabbed his cock repeatedly in and out. Jane savoured the feeling as his prick filed her cunt over and over. Suddenly, without any warning Mr. Reid pulled his dick out of her. "Get on your hands and knees," he ordered. Jane giggled as she did so. Mr. Reid thought she looked great as she arched her back, pushing her firm, shapely arse high in the air. 

"You want to fuck my arse?" Jane asked.. 

"No, not yet," replied her teacher, "maybe later. I'm just going to fuck you from behind." 

Jane laughed again. "Oh good," she purred, "I love being fucked doggy style," she said as Mr. Reid flipped her skirt up over her arse. 

Mr. Reid carefully nudged his cock into her pussy. In the nearby full-length mirror, he watched himself fuck his blonde student. "Mmmm..." Jane groaned as he drove his cock into her from behind. Her body rocked, back and forth, in response to his powerful thrusts. "Oh yes!" cried Jane as his cock plunged into her, "Fuck me, Mr. Reid! Fuck me hard!" 

"Uuuunnnn," sighed Mr. Reid as he drove his cock into Jane's cunt. He could feel the walls of her tunnel flexing, gripping him tightly as he sawed his dick in and out. 

When he suddenly pulled out, Jane experienced a strange feeling of emptiness. "I'm going to fuck your arse now, Jane," he said as she felt the head of his cock press against her puckered rear entrance. 

"Mmmmmm, ohhhhh," Jane moaned as her arsehole slowly yielded to the pressure of Mr. Reid's prick. Grabbing her hips, he pushed slowly but steadily as he sank eight inches of cock into her back passage. 

"Fuck, Jane!" he groaned, "Your arse is so tight!" He began to thrust in and out, slowly at first but increasing his pace with every stroke. His balls slapped against her enflamed lower lips. Supporting herself with one hand, Jane reached back with the other to stroke her clit. 

"Yessssss!" she breathed as her tender button throbbed under her fingertips. "Play with my tits!" she demanded as his cock stabbed in and out. 

Mr. Reid leaned forward. His hands pushed up her tight halter top, letting her large breasts fall free. He reached round to cup them in her hands, marvelling at how heavy and full they felt as he rolled her nipples between her fingers. "Fuck yessss! That's it!!" cried Jane, "Ohhhhhh yessss, squeeze my tits!" 

Jane's clit began to throb more powerfully. Spasms shook her body as another orgasm surged through her. She thrust her hips back, impaling her arse on Mr. Reid's cock. "Oooooh... Oooooohhhhh... Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh!" she screamed, her hips bucking furiously as she came. 

Mr. Reid's breath was coming in gasps. "Oh, Jane, I'm going to cum!!" he yelled, enjoying the feeling of burying his cock in his student's arse immensely as she convulsed on his dick. Suddenly, with a loud groan, his cock erupted. Jane felt his cock spasm in her back passage. A thick wad of cum shot deep into her bowels. It was quickly followed by another and another. He came so hard Jane imagined that it had been stored up for weeks. She continued rock her hips back and forth, milking his cock as his balls disgorged their load into her. He kept thrusting, shooting more and more of his hot, sticky his cum into her. 

Finally, the flow of semen stopped. Mr. Reid pulled his cock out of Jane's arse and staggered back. Jane took a few moments to get herself back under control before grabbing her knickers and puling them on. The string was uncomfortable as it rubbed against her tender rear entrance. Jane grimaced slightly as she felt Mr. Reid's cum begin to trickle out and soak into the scant strip of material. 

She looked up at the clock, it read 9:25. "You'd better get dressed," she reminded him. "Your wife and daughter will be here in just a few minutes." 

"Oh Jane, that was wonderful," he gasped as he started to gather up his clothes. 

Jane laughed. "You were pretty good too. You're wife's a lucky woman." she said. She started towards the door. "I'll see myself out," she said, smiling warmly at her teacher. "You never know," she added with a wicked twinkle in her eye, "I might need some more tutoring soon." 

Sandra had almost given up hope when she saw Jane making her way towards her. "I was just about to go," she said crossly to her friend. 

"Sorry," said Jane. "I was going to text you to let you know I was running late but I forgot my mobile. I got a little side-tracked," she admitted. 

Sandra stared at her friend, noting her revealingly cut outfit. "You always do," she said, smiling. "Why don't we grab a quick drink before we do anything else and you can tell me all about it?"



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 08



The rain hammered down relentlessly. Cold, wet, and feeling utterly miserable, Shona trudged dejectedly down the path to where the minibus would, hopefully, be waiting. Once again, she wished that she'd chosen to study home economics, or history, or even Latin; anything that didn't involve her being soaked on the side of a freezing mountain in the middle of nowhere. What she craved more than anything was to sink, chin deep into a piping hot bath and wallow for about an hour and to then have a long, leisurely rub down from Craig. Sadly, neither option was available to her. The lodge in which her party were staying was well equipped but was only fitted with showers. On top of that, Craig didn't study geography and so wasn't a part of the party. 

Rounding the corner, Shona spotted the minibus. The sight spurred her on again as she covered the remaining yards to her destination. Dr. Hunter, the geography master, greeted her enquiringly. "Where's Michael?" he asked, passing Shona a towel to dry herself off with." 

"Back up the trail, in the cave mouth, he slipped in the mud and sprained his ankle." Dr Hunter motioned for the minibus driver to pass him a flask. He poured a cup of steaming coffee and handed it to Shona. "Here," he said, "get this down you." 

"Thanks," said Shona and took a long drink. "Ahhhh," she sighed as the drink restored some small measure of warmth to her. "We tried to make it down together, but there was no way we could make it in that downpour. I got him back to the cave instead, made sure he was OK and started off to get help." 

Dr. Hunter looked at the darkening sky. "OK," he said, "you stay here and get warmed up as best you can. I'll take George," he said, nodding towards the driver, "and we'll go and get him. The others should be back soon so let them know what's happening and we'll be back as quickly as we can." 

Shona smiled weakly and nodded. "You did very well, Shona," said Dr. Hunter as he fastened his coat. "Ready George?" he asked. The driver nodded and they left the minibus and headed up the track. 

Shona watched until they disappeared round the first bend. She opened the door and slipped outside into the dubious shelter of the side of the side of the minibus to light a cigarette. She shivered as she puffed quickly on her smoke. She was greatly relieved when she drew the last mouthful of smoke into her lungs, flicked the butt away into the rain, exhaled and climbed back into the minibus. Once inside, she rooted around until she found the flask and poured herself another cup of coffee. 

The rest of the party, two girls and eight boys, began to drift back in twos and threes over the course of the next half an hour. It was almost an hour after the last pair returned that Dr. Hunter and the driver returned, supporting Michael between them. The got him into the minibus then Dr. Hunter did a quick roll call. Once it was clear that everyone was accounted for he told George to take them home. 

The journey back to the lodge in which they were staying took over an hour, the weather made driving conditions treacherous. Despite feeling cold, wet and decidedly uncomfortable, Shona was surprised to find that she kept dozing off, hypnotised by the rocking motion of the minibus as it negotiated the twisting country roads. She woke with a start as she felt the gravel of the lodge car park crunch under their wheels. "OK everyone," Dr. Hunter announced, "get inside, get cleaned up and dried off. I'll see you all for dinner at seven." 

Once inside, Shona made her way quickly to her room. Stopping only to grab a towel, her toilet bag and her dressing gown, she headed back through the corridors towards the showers. 

It was with a sense of sheer relief that she peeled herself out of her wet clothes. Her waterproofs had spared her the worst of the weather but she was still wet through to her skin. 

Whilst not overly hot, the water in the shower felt scorching to Shona's cold-numbed body. She grabbed for the dial and adjusted the temperature to a more comfortable level, gradually turning it up again as became accustomed to its heat. 

She stood, unmoving, for several minutes, letting the water flow over her, feeling its heat gradually spread through her body. Finally, when she judged that she'd thawed out sufficiently, Shona reached into her toilet bag for her shower crème. Pouring a generous amount into her hands, she quickly worked it up into a lather. "Mmmmm," she sighed contentedly as she worked the soft, scented foam into her skin, rubbing it into her arms, her legs and over her body. She stopped to apply some more crème to her hands. When they were slick with the rich, creamy lather, Shona hands moved instinctively to her breasts. 

"Ahhhhh," she moaned softly as her hands glided over her large firm globes. Shona closed her eyes and tried to imagine that the hands she felt belonged to Craig. Her nipples stiffened and she rolled them between her fingers, biting her lower lip to hold back a deep groan of pleasure. 

The strains of the day slipped away as her hands gently cupped and squeezed her tits. Despite their size and firmness they were extremely sensitive. Shona felt a growing moistness in her pussy that had nothing at all to do with the water from her shower. Hesitating slightly to satisfy herself that the neighbouring cubicles were still unoccupied, Shona ran the fingers of her left hand up the inside of her thigh. "Ooooh," she sighed quietly as her fingers brushed lightly against her moist lower lips, slowly working their way in between them. 

Using her right hand to tease her breasts, Shona frigged her pussy with the fingers of her left. She bit her lip to silence herself once more as she slid two long, slender fingers into the warm, wet depths of her cunt. The thumb pressed against her clit as her fingers pumped in and out. She squeezed her nipples between the fingers of her other hand. 

In and out, her fingers plunged, the walls of her pussy flexing around them. Her clit throbbed under the pressure of her thumb and she felt a familiar warm, tingling feeling in her breasts as her fingers teased her stiff nipples. 

Her body began to shake. Shona grabbed the hand rail for support, the effort of keeping quiet intensifying the sensations of her climax. She felt her knees weaken and had to force herself not to scream as wave after wave of pleasure surged through her, releasing the muscular and sexual tension in her body. 

Finally, the sensations began to subside. Shona leaned against the cubicle wall, breathing hard as she struggled to regain control of her body. When she was able to stand unaided once more, she quickly washed and rinsed her hair, returned her shampoo and shower crème to her toilet bag and shut off the supply of water to the shower head. Shona briskly towelled her self dry then wrapped her towel around her hair. She removed her dressing gown from the peg on the back of the cubicle door and put it on. 

As she stepped out of the shower cubicle she eyed the pile of her wet clothes, still lying where she discarded them on the floor, with distaste. She reluctantly gathered them up and headed back to her room, passing Carla and Louise, the other two girls in the party, making their way to the showers as she made her way back through the corridors to her room. 

The evening meal was plain but filling. Shona felt much better when she returned to her room to start writing up her project report. She had several new text messages on her mobile, some from Jane the rest from Craig. She read them with a smile on her face as she started to pull her notes together into some semblance of order. 

It was about half past nine when she was interrupted by a knock at her door. She had just returned to her room after sneaking outside for a quick smoke then making herself a large mug of coffee in the kitchen. The mug still sat steaming on her desk. "Yes?" she enquired. 

The door opened. It was Michael. "Just wanted to say thanks for going and getting help this afternoon," he said. "Judging by how difficult it was for George and Dr. Hunter to carry me down that track, there's no way they two of us would've managed it on our own." 

"It was nothing," replied Shona. She glanced down at his heavily bandaged foot and ankle. "How is it?" she asked. 

"I'll live," said Michael, grimacing slightly and trying to shift his weight on to his good leg. 

"That's good," replied Shona. 

Michael hesitated slightly then cleared his throat. "My roommates, Fraser and Gavin, and myself obviously, have a bottle of vodka in our room that we smuggled in," he said. "Would you like to join us for a drink? You can think of it as another way for me to say thanks," he added with a wry grin. 

"Sure," said Shona appreciatively, "It's got to be better than working on this bloody report." Michael laughed as Shona got up from her desk and made her way to the door. 

The boys' room was at the end of the corridor. Shona was greeted warmly by Fraser and Gavin as she entered. Michael hobbled in behind her, locking the door as he closed it behind them. Fraser poured a large measure of vodka into a cup and handed it to Shona. "Sorry we've nothing to put in it," he said. 

"That's all right," said Shona, smiling warmly at her hosts, "anything's better than nothing and I don't mind it neat," she added. She took the cup from Fraser, "Thanks," she said then raised it to her mouth. 

As she drank, Shona felt a warm, tingling feeling deep inside her. She felt good and it came as no surprise to find she was increasingly becoming the centre of the boys' attention. Fraser, in particular, was flirting outrageously with her. He was tall with thick black hair, a nice smile, and penetrating brown eyes. Shona found herself drawn towards him. 

Between them they had drank about three quarters of the bottle when Gavin decided to put some music on. "Hmmm," murmured Shona, feeling decidedly merry, "Anyone feel like a dance?" 

"I'm sure you could dance for us, Shona," remarked Fraser. "Maybe put on a bit of show for us." 

"Oh yes?" she replied, "And just what would be in it for me If I did?" 

Fraser smiled broadly. "Oh, I don't know," he said drolly, "I'm sure me and the guys will be able to come up with something to show our appreciation. 

"I'm sure you will," said Shona. She turned and made her way to the centre of the room as Fraser, Gavin and Michael perched themselves expectantly on the edge of one of the beds. 

Shona closed her eyes. Catching the beat of the music, she began to sway from side to side. She began to move. Lifting her hands to run her fingers through her long brown hair then moving them down over her body. She felt good as she gently caressed herself through her clothes, she could already feel herself getting wet. Shona didn't need to exaggerate in any way. For the moment she danced the way she would have done had she been in a club, using her body language to tease and excite her audience. She knew, even before she undid the first button on her blouse, that she had them under her spell. 

She turned around, facing away from the boys, swaying and grinding her hips as she unbuttoned her blouse. Her tight jeans showed off her shapely rear to maximum effect as she bent over and wriggled it in the boys' direction. 

Shona turned to face them once more, her body still moving in time to the music. She pulled her blouse open, giving the boys a flash of petite, lacy white bra that strained to contain her firm, large breasts. She spun round in a circle and her blouse came off. Shona threw it in the direction of the bed on which the boys were sitting. For the next few minutes she made a show of playing with her tits through her bra. Occasionally she'd walk up to one of the boys and jiggle her tits in their face. 

The boys whistled their approval. Shona got down on all fours and crawled on the floor, arching her back sinuously like a cat as she wriggled her rear end at her admirers. She rolled over onto her back. Her fingers nimbly undoing the fastenings on her jeans. 

To cries of approval, Shona hitched her thumbs into the waist of her jeans and raised her legs straight up into the air. She slowly pushed her jeans along her legs, down her thighs, over her calves and, finally, off over her feet. 

Shona's jeans followed her blouse as she gracefully stood up and began top parade around in just her underwear. She paused briefly to survey the scene. She stood with one leg cocked slightly forward, one hand on the opposite hip while she seductively sucked the index finger of the other hand. It came as no surprise to her that the boys had shed their jeans and that she was now being presented with three impressive hard-ons. 

"Is that enough for you?" she asked mischievously, "or would you like to see more?" 

"More... More... More..." they chanted in unison. 

Shona smiled and spun away. Facing away once more, she looked over her shoulder and winked as she slid the straps of her bra down her arms. She unhooked the clasp and let it fall to the ground the turned around with her arms crossed in front of her tits. 


As she strutted backwards and forwards in front of the boys, dressed only in the skimpiest lacy, white G-string, her tits still hidden behind her arms, Shona felt the exhilarated. Fraser, Ross and Michael were clearly enjoying her act. Shona smiled. She'd never stripped like this in front of a group before but she'd driven Craig wild with this routine on a number of occasions. Her striptease acts invariable resulted in her getting her brains fucked out. Shona was under no illusions that this time would be any different. 

Her audience whistled and cheered her appreciation. Shona rewarded them by uncrossing her arms and standing with her hands on her hips, giving them the first clear view of her large breasts. Smiling she turned away again. Spreading her legs slightly, she leaned forward, giving the boys a close up view of her firm, round cheeks, the thin white string of her knickers running down between them. 

Shona ground her hips, wriggling her bum in front of the boys. She ran her hands up her legs, her fingers brushing against the damp crotch of her G-string. She brought her hands to her hips and slowly began to roll her knickers down, over her bum, down her thighs and letting them fall to the ground. The smooth, moist lips of her pussy were on display. Still leaning forward, Shona reached back between her legs to spread her pink labia with her fingers, giving Gavin, Fraser and Michael their first glimpse of her warm, wet entrance. 

At last, Shona stood up straight and turned to face the boys. Gavin and Michael were stroking their cocks, Fraser's eyes bored into her. Taking two steps forward, Shona reached out and ran her fingertips along the underside of Fraser's shaft, smiling as he gasped in response to her touch. "I hope those are for me," she said, turning her head and catching the the admiring glances of each of the boys in turn. 

Shona dropped to her knees in front of Fraser. Reaching forward, she took his straining erection in one hand and rubbed it. She looked up at him and smiled. "You did manage to find something to reward me with then," she said then leant forward. Shona opened her mouth and guided his cock between her lips. As she slid his cock into her mouth, Shona reached out with her hands, one to either side, wrapping her fingers around Gavin and Michael's pricks. Her fingers slid up and down their shafts as her mouth worked its way along Fraser's prick. 

The head of Fraser's cock dragged along the roof of Shona's mouth as she slid her lips back and forth along its length. Her tongue swirled around the head. The boys groaned with pleasure as she worked their dicks with her mouth and hands. Shona bobbed her head up and down, sliding Fraser's thick cock along her tongue, taking the head deep into the back of her mouth. Fraser sighed appreciatively in response. 

A few minutes of this was all Fraser could take. "I've got to fuck you, Shona," he groaned. 

Shona let his cock slip from between her lips. "Be my guest," she said, smiling up at him. 

Fraser got up and made his way round behind her. Shona wriggled her bum suggestively at him as he took position. Gavin and Michael nudged closer together on the bed. Shona turned towards Gavin and flicked her tongue over his shaft then popped him into her mouth. Sucking hard, she bobbed her head rapidly up and down a few times then turned and repeated the process with Michael. 

Fraser grabbed Shona's hips then slid the head of his prick up and down between her wet lower lips, coating it with her juices. Shona felt the head press against her opening, felt his cock slide slowly into her. "Ohhhhh, Fraser!" she moaned as, inch by inch, he sank his cock into her tunnel. He began to thrust. Shona pushed her hips back to meet him on the deepest point of his stroke, all the time concentrating on the two cocks in front of her face. 

She sucked hungrily on Michael's cock, fucking him with her mouth as Fraser hammered his disk in and out of her cunt. Letting Michael's cock slip from between her lips, Shona turned to Gavin and took him into her mouth. Fraser reached forward to play with her tits, rolling her stiff nipples between his fingers as he repeatedly plunged his cock into her. 

Shona's body began to tremble. The walls of her cunt contracted, gripping Fraser's cock deep inside it, milking it as they pulsed rhythmically. Fraser felt his balls swell. He puled his cock from Shona's cunt. "Out of the way guys!" he exclaimed, "I want to shoot this down her throat." Gavin got up and took Fraser's place behind Shona. "Ooooooh," she cried as his cock filled the space vacated by Fraser's. 

Fraser pressed the head of his cock to Shona's lips. She opened her mouth and took him inside. Gavin thrust behind her, pushing her forward, forcing her to take Fraser's cock deep into her mouth. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" he growled as he felt his seed surge up through his cock. He pulled back, leaving only his knob in her mouth as he exploded, sending jet after jet of his hot fluid into Shona's hungry mouth. Shona swallowed rapidly, drinking it all down, her fingers squeezed and stroked his cock, milking every last drop of his cum into her mouth as Gavin fucked her from behind. 

Finally Fraser fell away, his cock temporarily spent. Michael took his place and Shona quickly took his cock into her mouth. Gavin continued to thrust. Shona reached back between her legs to play with her clit. She had been so close before Fraser pulled out that she quickly brought herself to the brink of a climax. As spasms of pleasure gripped her body she sucked even harder on Michael's prick. The walls of her pussy tightened around Gavin's cock. Fire pulsed through her veins as she came. "Oh fuck yesssss!" she cried, letting Michael's cock slip from her mouth to give voice to her release. "Oh fuck... Oh fuck... Ohhhhhh fuuuuuckkkkkk!" she moaned. 

"Care to swap, Gav?" Michael asked Gavin as Shona convulsed on his cock. 

Gavin hesitated. "Yeah, OK," he said a little reluctantly. 

Michael got off the bed and lay down on his back on the floor. "Get on top of me, Shona!" he urged as Michael took his place on the edge of the bed. 

Shona moved quickly to straddle Michael. She reached back to grab his cock and guide it into her. "Oh fuck, Shona, that feels good," Michael sighed as Shona impaled herself on his prick. She sank down slowly, feeling Michael's long, thin cock fill her. He wasn't as thick as either Fraser or Gavin but he was a good inch longer, at least. 

She started to grind her hips up and down, feeling the head of his cock bump against her cervix as she pressed herself against him. Gavin's cock stood out, proud, in front of her. Shona licked her lips, smiled up at him, her green eyes sparkling from behind her long brown lashes then took him into her mouth. "Oh fuck, Shona!" he cried as her lips worked their way down his shaft. 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 08



Shona rocked her body back and forth, alternately filling her pussy and her mouth. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Fraser. The sight of his two friend s fucking the St. Mary's girl had clearly had a restorative effect on his dick. He smiled at her and winked as she impaled herself on his friends' cocks. 

Michael had his hands on her arse, helping her to raise and lower herself up and down his prick. Gavin gripped her head and thrust his cock in and out between her lips. Shona felt a thrill of anticipation as Fraser, his resurgent cock full and hard, got up and walked behind her. 

Michael pushed her arse forward, holding her with only his knob still inside her. Gavin, his cock still in Shona's mouth, briefly stopped thrusting as Fraser took his place behind her. She felt his knob press against her tight rear hole. She wanted to moan as Fraser pressed his cock past the resistance of her arsehole but Gavin's cock between her lips prevented her release. Fraser pushed his cock slowly into her back passage until Shona felt his pubic hair tickle her ring. With Fraser's cock buried in her arse, Shona slowly lowered her hips, letting Michael's cock fill her cunt. "Mmmmmmm" she purred, her lips vibrating against Gavin's cock as she savoured having all three cocks inside her. 

Slowly, Shona began to move, feeling the friction of the two cocks as they pressed into her from behind. Gavin's cock filled her mouth. She felt deliciously dirty. 

From behind and below her, Fraser and Michael worked their cocks in and out of her holes. Gavin slowly slid his cock in and out between her lips. Shona began to hum, softly as she sucked of Gavin's prick. Supporting herself with one hand on Michael's chest, she reached up to squeeze his balls, marvelling at how heavy and full they felt. 

Michael and Fraser alternated their strokes, one pushing in as one pulled out. Michael reached up to play with her tits as he fucked her pussy from below. Leaning forward, he clamped his lips around one nipple and sucked it into his mouth, flicking his tongue across it. 

The sensations slowly began to overwhelm Shona. As her climax approached she sucked harder on Gavin's cock. Pre-cum oozed from his slit as she worked her mouth back and forth along his shaft. He was breathing hard. Shona could feel the tension mounting in his body. With a strangled gasp of, Ssssshhhooooooonnnnnaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" his cock erupted, filling her mouth with his cum. 

Gavin's release tipped Shona over the edge. Her body shook wildly as she tried hard to swallow his load. His cock pulsed within her mouth as he spurted more and more of his hot seed down her throat. Her pussy tightened around Michael's cock. "Oh, Shona!" he cried as the walls of her hot tunnel rippled around his shaft. Fraser drove his cock relentlessly in and out of her arse, the friction of his strokes adding to the intensity of Shona's climax. 

Below her, Michael began to moan. "Oh shit," he cried, "Oh fuck, I can't hold on, I... aaaaaah!!" His cock jerked inside her pussy as it began to disgorge its load of thick, white cum into her. Fraser stopped thrusting, his cock still buried deep in Shona's back passage, as she rode Michael's cock, flexing the walls of her cunt around it as she milked his juice into the hot, wet confines of her tight muffin. 

"Mmmmm," she moaned contentedly as she felt her pussy fill to overflowing with Michael's cum. 

As Michael pulled his cock from her cunt, Shona felt his cum begin to trickle from her pussy and dribble down the inside of her thighs. He slid up from underneath her until he sat, resting his back against the edge of the bed. Shona reached out and took his flagging cock with one hand. Leaning forward, her tongue lapped along his shaft. "Mmmmmm," she purred as, once again, she savoured the taste of her juices mixed together with a man's cum. 

As she popped the head of Michael's cock between her lips to suck the last drops into of his cum into her mouth, Fraser began to thrust again. His cock sawed in and out of her tight rear hole as he pushed his prick deep into her back passage. His balls slapped against her tender pussy as he thrust in and out. As Michael rolled away, Shona was pleasantly surprised when Gavin took his place. His cock was returning to life and Shona quickly and skilfully proceeded to bring him back to full hardness with her fingers and lips. 

Fraser increased the pace of his strokes, breathing heavily as he banged away at Shona's arse. With an animal groan, he grabbed Shona's hips, pulling her back on to his cock. "Uuuunnnnn! he groaned as he began emptying a second load of cum into Shona, shooting it deep into her bowels. Shona smiled contentedly as she felt his cock spasm inside her. 

He pulled out and collapsed to the floor. Before Shona could catch her breath, Gavin was behind her, nestling his prick against the entrance of her pussy. "Ooooooofffffff!" she exclaimed as he stabbed his prick into her and began to thrust, pounding in and out. Shona sagged forward, unable to support herself as her strength began to ebb. "I need to lie on my back," she said, sounding a little tired. Gavin pulled out and helped Shona on to the bed. Shona turned and smiled at him. "OK, big boy," she said, "Come and get me." 

Shona spread her legs and Gavin climbed on top of her, lunging his cock into her hot tunnel with a single thrust. Shona brought her legs up, resting her feet on his backside. "Go on!" she urged, "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" she dug her fingernails into the skin of his back, clawing at him as his cock pounded her pussy. "Oooohh Yesss!!" she cried, "That's it! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeeeee!!!!" 

Shona turned her head to find Michael standing beside her, his fingers wrapped around his dick and pumping furiously. She wriggled slightly, getting nearer to the edge of the bed as Gavin fucked her relentlessly. She poked her tongue out and flicked it over the slit on the end of his knob as he beat his shaft with his hand. Gavin pumped in and out, breathing hard. Beads of sweat fell from his brow, landing on Shona's tits. 

She gripped his cock with her pussy and alternated between urging him on with a stream of obscenities and lashing Michael's knob with her tongue. "Oh Shona!" Gavin cried. His hips surged. His body stiffened. Shona trembled in anticipation. Suddenly he fell forward, pinning her to the bed as the dam broke and he began flooding her pussy with his cum, his hips continuing to thrust as he shot jet after jet into her. 

As he rolled away, Michael began to groan. "Where do you want this?" he asked, panting. 

"I don't care," replied Shona, "Wherever you want." 

"Open your mouth then," he said without any hesitation. Shona did as she was told and Michael thrust the head of his cock into her mouth. Shona closed her lips around him and sucked, reaching out to give his balls an encouraging squeeze. "Oh Christ!" he cried, "Here I cum!" 

Shona let her jaw go slack. Michael's cock began to fire its load of hot, salty cum into her mouth. Shona let it pool on her tongue, enjoying its rich flavour before swallowing it down greedily. 

Shona's body ached as she lay on the bed gathering her strength. Finally she got up and started to gather up her clothes. She dressed quickly and made her way to they door. "Thanks for a great night," she said as she turned the key in the lock. 

"Our pleasure," replied Michael. 

"Yeah," said Gavin. 

"Thanks, Shona," said Fraser, Good night!" 

"Good night," she replied, smiling warmly at the boys before opening the door and creeping out into the corridor. 

It was just after midnight when Shona returned to her room. After leaving the boys she'd made her way downstairs for another shower then sneaked outside for a quick cigarette. As she climbed into bed she noticed there was a message on her mobile. "Hope ur havin fun" it read, ILY C xxx". 

Shona felt slightly guilty as she read her boyfriend's text. She decided to reply, her fingers dancing nimbly over her phone's keypad. "I am" she replied. "Luv u 2". 

Shona put her mobile down on the bedside cabinet and switched off the light. It had been quite a day she reflected to herself as she yawned, her body still aching pleasantly from the evening's festivities. She relived them in her mind as she turned over and went to sleep. 



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 09



"OK, everyone look this way... Smile... Perfect!" announced the photographer. Standing on the platform, holding the cup, surrounded by the rest of the hockey team, Shona turned and smiled at Jane. "I wish he'd get on with it," she said under breath, "My arms are killing me." 

Jane stifled a laugh. "You're supposed to be immensely proud," she whispered to her friend, "It's the first time St. Mary's have won this trophy in over 50 years." 

Shona snorted. "It's so bloody heavy, it'll take me 50 years to recover from holding it," she complained. This time Jane did laugh. 

Mr. Fitzgerald shot the friends a disparaging look. "All right, girls," he said in his thick South African accent, "That will be all. Miss Fraser, Miss Jones, if you'd be so kind as to help Mr. Walker carry his equipment to his car." 

Shona and Jane made their way forward to where the photographer was packing up his gear. "Thank you girls," he said, "if you just take one bag each, I'll manage the rest." 

Shona lifted the bag and glanced over at her friend. Jane was eyeing Mr. Walker speculatively. She caught Shona's glance and winked. He was about 6'3", well built and appeared to be in his mid to late thirties. He had a pleasant face with piercing brown eyes and short, slightly receding brown hair. As he turned to lift up his case, Jane quickly hitched up her short hockey skirt. Her white knickers were just visible below the hem. She flashed a naughty smile to Shona and winked again. 

As was frequently the case, Shona let her blonde friend do most of the flirting. While her fit, young body was every bit as stunning as Jane's and while she was just as good looking as her friend and could turn a man's head without any effort, Jane's long blonde hair automatically made her a magnet for any man's attentions. Shona didn't mind, together they made an awesome team. 

Jane walked slightly in front of Mr. Walker, deliberately exaggerating the sway of her full hips as she walked. She kept up a constant stream of innocent banter that was full of sexual undertones. Shona smiled. By the time they reached the car she knew Jane had him hooked. 

"Thank you girls," he said as he slammed the boot of his car shut. 

"Mr. Walker," said Jane, "please call me Jane and this is Shona," she said nodding to her friend. 

"Jane, Shona," he acknowledged, nodding to each in turn. "My name is Dave." He paused then looked at the friends appraisingly. "You really are very attractive young women," he said. 

"Why thank you," replied the girls in chorus. 

"Would you be interested in a spot of modelling?" he asked. "You'd be paid for it, of course." 

"What sort of modelling?" enquired Jane. 

"Well," he said, "Me and a few of my friends like to take pictures of sexy young women for our private collections. You wouldn't have to do anything you didn't want and, as I said, you would get paid." 

"Would we get a copy of the pictures?" asked Shona. 

"Sure," said Dave, sounding a little surprised. "Is that a yes then?" 

"It might be," replied Jane. "Just what would we be expected to do? Would we have to fuck you and your friends?" 

"Well," replied Dave, "Only if you wanted too. Like I said it's up to you, no one will force you to do anything." 

Jane and Shona exchanged a quick glance. Shona nodded. "OK," said Jane, "it's a deal. Where and when?" 

"Do you know the Four Towers Hotel?" asked Dave. Jane nodded, it was where she and Shona had spent an evening with Geoff and Bob. "Well how about tonight around seven? I'll phone around and see how many guys I can get." 

"What should we wear?" asked Shona. 

"Just bring what you're wearing," replied Dave, "and maybe a school uniform as well, if you've got spares." 

"OK," said Jane, "It's a date." 

Dave turned to get into his car, "See you later," he said. 

As his car drove off, Jane turned to her friend. "I don't know about you, but I'm looking forward to this evening already. My knickers are soaked just thinking about it." 

"You're nuthin' but a cheap, two-bit whore, Miss Jones," said Shona, laughing. "But I'll admit the idea's got me going too. C'mon, let's go grab a shower and get changed." 

"Will you rub my back if I rub yours?" pleaded Jane in a little girl voice. 

"I might," replied Shona, unless I get a better offer." she added wickedly. 

"You bitch!" laughed Jane, playfully slapping her friend. "C'mon," she said. "I REALLY need that shower." Laughing, the two friend's made their way across the playing fields back to the changing rooms. 

It was just before seven that evening when Shona and Jane arrived by taxi at the Four Towers Hotel. Having each packed two outfits into their bags, they made their way briskly to Room 120. Shona knocked on the door. A man, whom the girls guessed to be in his forties, opened it and peeked outside. "Are you Shona?" he asked. 

"Yup," she said with a smile 

"And I'm Jane," said Jane standing with her hands on her hips. 

The man returned the smile. "Come on in," he invited them. 

The friends stepped in. The suite was large and luxurious, with a king-size bed. Shona looked round and quickly counted nine men, all sitting and apparently waiting for her and Jane 

Dave jumped up. "Hi, Shona! Hi Jane!" he shouted, walking up to them and giving each a big hug in turn. Then he turned to introduce the girls to the others. "Guys, this is Shona and this is Jane" he said, simply. 

Shona and Jane smiled. "Do you want us to get changed?" asked Jane. 

"Yeah," replied Dave, " how many outfits did you bring?" 

"Two," replied Shona. 

"The bathroom's that way. You can get changed in there," he told them. 

As they made their way towards the bathroom, Shona counted six cameras and smiled as she imagined all the attention that she and Jane would be getting. 

Closing the door behind them Jane turned to Shona and kissed her briefly. "I'm looking forward to this," she said, "Let's get changed first and then we can have some fun with these guys." 

Shona laughed. "You're not the only one looking forward to it," she said as she started to undress. "I think we should do the hockey strips first," she continued as she started to remove her outfits from her bag. 

"Good idea," replied Jane smiling wickedly. 

Shona pulled on a short white skirt with eight red inverted pleats. Then she pulled on her red V-neck hockey shirt emblazoned with the crest of St. Mary's on her left breast. The shirt was a little small for her, having been the one she'd worn last year. It pulled tightly across her firm, large breasts. She pulled on a pair of white knee socks and laced up her red-and-white trainers. As she stepped into her white knickers and tugged them up under her little skirt she looked across at Jane who was putting the finishing touches on her own out fit. "Somehow," Jane said, "I get the feeling they won't be staying on for very long." 

Shona laughed then stopped to check herself in the mirror. She fluffed her long brown hair, turned sideways to check out the fit and noted the shortness of the skirt. "So?" she enquired, "How do I look?" 

Jane laughed. "If it wasn't for those guys waiting for us outside, I'd have you myself right now," she said as she tugged up the waistband of her skirt a bit, so that her white knickers were almost visible under the hem. 

"Ready? asked Shona. 

"I am if you are," replied Jane, giving her friend a wink. 

"OK," said Shona, taking a deep breath, "here goes." She opened the door and the two friends stepped out. 

"Hi girls," announced Dave, "why don't you grab a drink before we get started?" 

"Thanks," said Jane and made her way to the table in the corner. She grabbed two breezers and quickly passed one to Shona. 

"OK guys, here are the rules," Dave announced as the girls sipped their drinks. "First of all, you can cum in their mouths but try not to cum in their holes if you can possibly avoid it. None of us particularly likes sloppy seconds! Second, everybody fucks the girls in their outfits. You can pull their tops up if you want, but keep their clothes on. Remember, the theme here is a schoolgirl fuck. After everybody gets off at least once we'll stop to get a bite to eat. Then the girls will change outfits and we'll all get to fuck and suck some more. It should be quite a night. I wouldn't count on getting any sleep until after the girls go home!" 

The men all laughed. Jane and Shona could feel the hunger in their stares. "Right," said Dave without any further hesitation, "Why don't you girls dance for us?" He turned on a portable CD player while Jane and Shona stepped to the front of the room and began to dance for their appreciative audience 

The two friends smiled as they bumped and wiggled for the room of horny men. The room flashed as the men took pictures of the two friends putting on their sexiest moves. Jane shook her tits as she danced, causing her tight top to bounce up and down. Seeing this, Shona turned around and bent over. Her little white skirt pulled up and the eight red pleats fanned out, showing the crotch of her knickers. 

The men were gasping and shooting pictures as fast as they could, wanting to capture the magical moment for posterity. Shona just smiled, knowing that these guys would be jerking themselves off to these pictures for years. 

The song came to an end, and Dave ordered the two girls to lie down on the floor in front of them. Shona and Jane did as they were asked. As the men continued taking pictures, Shona spread her thighs, showing the crotch of her tight knickers. Jane followed her friend, matching her every move. 

Shona reached under the gusset of her knickers and slowly inserted a finger into her wet cunt. She cast a glance at their entranced audience. A few of them had already pulled their cocks out and were stroking them wildly. 

Shona couldn't take it any more. She cast a quick glance at Jane then reached down and thumbed her knickers off, wiggling them down her thighs and kicking them aside. With skirt pulled up around her waist, she showed the men her neatly trimmed pussy. 

The men screamed for Jane to do the same and she quickly obliged them. There were whistles of approval as the men got their first glimpse of her baby smooth mound. 

"Hey girls," called Dave, "Rub each others' clits for us!" 

Shona and Jane looked at each other and smiled.. Shona tentatively reached between Jane's legs and lightly touched her roommate's cunt. Jane did the same to Shona, then slowly slid a finger into her cunt. 

As the men watched in wonder, the two St. Mary's girls, still fully dressed except for their knickers fingered each others' pussies and massaged each other's clits. 

Shona felt wonderful as Jane fingered her. She moaned in delight as her roommate softly stroked her swollen clit. Jane was enjoying this too, with her best friend rubbing her clit with her index and middle finger. Jane bent toward Shona and softly kissed her on the lips. Shona returned Jane's kiss, then they both eagerly thrust their tongues into each others' mouths, kissing passionately. 

The men were busy snapping pictures of the two friends. Shona and Jane were totally oblivious to them, lost in their ecstasy. 

Finally, two of the men could take it no longer. They jumped off the bed and each grabbed one of the girls. One man had already taken his jeans and pants off and took Jane down to the floor. The other pulled Shona to him and pressed his lips against hers. 

"Yeah! Go on! Fuck 'em!" the other men cheered as they stripped down in preparation. Dave put a pile of towels on the table nearby. It was sure to be a messy evening. 

Shona's man, who was in his forties with greying hair, had made her lie down on the floor. He flipped up her white skirt and pushed his mouth against the entrance of her pussy, working his tongue deep inside her. Shona looked over to check on Jane. Jane's guy had pulled her tight top up over her tits, unhooked her bra and was sucking one breast while squeezing the other. Jane's hand had a firm grip on his cock, pumping furiously. 

A second man dropped to his knees in front of Shona. She looked away from her friend to see the guy's cock before her face. "I can't wait," he explained to her. "I want to cum in your mouth right now. I can fuck you later tonight!" 

Shona smiled sweetly, "Whatever you want," she said. She could see flashbulbs shooting off occasionally, as more pictures were being taken. She was so horny she felt she was ready for anything. 

Shona glanced quickly back at her roommate. The guy was now fucking Jane, and fucking her hard. Jane groaned as the he relentlessly slammed his cock into her wet pussy. 

"I'm gonna cum!" Shona heard the man above her say. She looked up at him and smiled expectantly. 

"Open your sweet little mouth!" he groaned. "I'm gonna give you a drink!" 

Shona opened her mouth wide for him as he pushed the head of his prick towards her. She saw a spurt of his cum and closed her eyes as it shot into her hungry mouth. It was followed by another, then another and another. Shona had to swallow hard to make sure she got it all. When he finally slowed to a stop, she opened her eyes again, just in time to watch him squeeze the last of it into her mouth. 

Dave handed her a towel to clean her face, while the man who had been eating her pussy straddled her and thrust his cock into her cunt. "Ooooh!" moaned Shona as she felt herself stretch around him. 

As the man pounded her cunt with his cock Shona looked back at her friend. She was just in time to see Jane's guy pull out and shoot his thick, sticky load all over her tits. As he rolled off another man took his place and stuck his swollen cock into Jane's pussy. Jane's cum-drenched tits wobbled about as he fucked her hard from behind. 

Shona moaned softly to herself. She pulled her red V-neck top high over her tits and rubbed her nipples between her fingertips as her man screwed her. She wrapped her white knee socks around him, pulling him into her with each thrust. 

Meanwhile, Jane's guy had pulled out, turned her round and crawled up until he straddled her. He wiped her cum-covered tits with a towel, then placed his throbbing cock between her mounds. Jane held her tits together while he fucked her cleavage, groaning with pleasure with every stroke. 

Dave got up and put a pillow under each girl's head, as each lay on their back with a guy on top of them. 

Shona looked at the other five men, sitting and patiently waiting their turn. Suddenly, she heard Jane's guy scream. She looked over. The guy threw his head back as he pushed his hips hard against Jane's tits. Jane, her head propped up by the pillow, opened her mouth wide as the guy erupted, shooting his wad from between her tits. Jane caught most of it in her mouth, the rest splattering on her pushed-up top. 

The sight of her friend eating the guy's load made Shona even hornier. Thick strings of gooey cum hung from Jane's chin. It was clear to Shona that they would have to get their outfits dry-cleaned before they could wear them again. Her reverie was suddenly interrupted. "I'm gonna cum!" moaned the guy on whose cock she was impaled. Shona unhooked her legs from around him and he pulled out quickly. She watched as he jerked himself off for the last few seconds, moaning as geysers of cum shot high into the air, splattering over her skirt, her flat stomach, and her firm, large tits. 

As Shona wiped herself clean, then saw the next guy step up with a tube of jelly. "And just what do you intend doing with that?" she asked coyly. 

The man smiled. "I thought you might like me to fuck your tight little arse," he said. 

Shona smiled, "Sure," she said, "why not?" 

He ordered her onto her hands and knees. She pulled her top back down into place, then got into position. The man flipped her skirt over her waist, the eight red inverted pleats fanned out on her back. He put a little bit of jelly on his fingers, then slowly rubbed it around her arsehole. "Ooohhh! It's cold!" gasped Shona.The man just laughed then slowly slipped a finger into her hole. Shona groaned as he worked his finger into her. He finger-fucked her rear entrance for a few minutes, and soon she was ready. 

A few feet away, Jane had lowered herself on top of another guy, and was bouncing up and down, fucking him hard. She held up the front of her flimsy skirt with one hand and rubbed her clit with the fingers of the other as she watched Shona. 

"I'm gonna fuck your sweet little arse now," Shona's guy told her. 

"Mmmm," replied Shona, dreamily. She felt the head of his cock nestle against her tight, rear opening, wiggling around to lubricate it properly. He grabbed her cheeks, and soon Shona felt the head push into her. "Oooffff!" she groaned as, ever so slowly, he pushed it a deeper and deeper into her back passage. 

"Oh, God, it's so tight!" he exclaimed. He thrust slowly into her for a few minutes, then picked up the pace. Soon he was fucking her hard, his balls slapping against her enflamed labia with every stroke of his cock. Shona was enjoying it. She could tell by the sound and pace of his breathing that he was about to cum. After a few more strokes, he pulled out. 

Shona couldn't see it, but Jane watched as he showered the back of her skirt and top with his load. The cameras clicked furiously. He paused for a minute, caressing her tender, tight bum cheeks and enjoying the sight before him. Then he slowly towelled her off. "Fuck! That was great!" exclaimed Shona by way of a compliment. 

Jane, meanwhile, was finishing off her man. He gave her warning of his impending orgasm. Jane quickly jumped off, turned round and took his cock into her mouth. Sealing her lips around it tightly, her hand was a blur as it stroked up and down his shaft. He screamed as he came, filling her mouth with sticky cum. She choked on his load, and most of it spilled out of her mouth. It dribbled down her hand, pooling at the base of his cock. Jane wiped it up as her friend teased her. 

"What's the matter?" asked Shona. "Can't you take a load? I can't remember the last time I saw you spill one like that." 

Jane was defiant. "Of course I can," she replied hotly. 

"Doesn't look like it," Shona snapped back with a smile. 

"I'll tell you what," challenged Jane. "Let's race with two guys. Whoever can suck them off first wins, but you have to swallow it all." 

"I'm game" agreed Shona readily. 

Dave and another guy volunteered for the contest. 

"I've got Dave," said Shona. The two men dropped to the carpet, lying there while the two friends positioned themselves between their legs. 

"Whenever you're ready," said Jane. 

Shona was first to go down on Dave. She clamped her lips around him and sucked hard, working her hand up and down the shaft. Jane took her guy into her mouth as well, and the two girls began their race. 

The men cheered the girls on, placing bets on who would win. Shona had Dave on the edge quickly. She worked her tongue across the underside of his knob while she sucked, knowing how much men enjoyed it. 

The two cock-sucking St. Mary's girls were in a dead heat. Both men sounded as if they'd explode any second. Suddenly, Dave reared his head back and shot his load. Shona felt it hit the back of her throat and almost choked. Somehow she managed to swallow the first stream. Another squirt, then another and another. As fast as Dave could pump it out of his balls, Shona was swallowing it without losing a drop. 

Jane watched her friend, eagerly waiting to see some cum ooze out of her mouth. She was to be disappointed. Knowing that she had lost, she pulled his cock out of her mouth. "Do you want me to suck you the rest of the way, or what?" Jane asked him. 

"Just sit down and open your mouth," he told Jane. "I'm gonna squirt it in so I can see it." 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 09



Jane sat down and crossed her legs, her head up and mouth open. The man stood in front of her and jerked himself off, aiming the head at her eager mouth. 

He came. His prick fired its thick white load into Jane's mouth, spurt after spurt. He loved the sight of his cream squirting into her mouth The other men watching the spectacle enjoyed it as well, their cameras flashing furiously. After the flow stopped, Jane swallowed the last of it, then kissed the head of his prick. 

Eventually, once all the men had taken a turn with either Shona or Jane, Dave called a halt and phoned for a pizza. The food soon arrived and everyone tucked in. Shona realised that she'd worked up quite an appetite with her activities so far. From the way Jane tore into hers, it was clear that she was just as hungry. 

Once they'd finished eating Shona and Jane went back into the bathroom and peeled off their cum-soaked hockey strips, tossing them to the floor. They washed themselves off, then changed into their school uniforms for the waiting men. 

After putting on the outfits they checked their hair and makeup before going back out for their next session. 

"Everything all right?" Jane asked her friend. 

"Fuck yes," replied Shona enthusiastically, "I'm really enjoying this. What about you?" 

Jane smiled. "Me too," she admitted." 

"Well, then, let's show 'em some more," Shona said, opening the door. 

Laughing, the two friends stepped back into the bedroom in front of the leering older men. Jane stepped to the middle of the room. She was wearing a red crew-neck sweater with a wide white band around the body and sleeves. Two more thin white bands ran across the sweater, one above and one below the large band. Her skirt was red, with eight inverted white pleats. It hugged her shapely hips tightly, the pleats spreading out slightly as she turned slowly for the men's enjoyment. 

She was wearing red knee socks, which had three white stripes, just like her sweater - one wide stripe with a thin white stripe on either side. 

"I've gotta fuck you!" screamed one man, whom Shona had sucked off earlier. 

Jane smiled. "Then come and get me, big boy!" she coaxed. 

The man sprang from the couch and took Jane down to the floor. He grabbed her skirt and tugged it up, then reached to her crotch.. He pulled the gusset aside, pushed his prick into her cunt. Jane screamed a bit and bit her lip. The man was fucking her hard and he was very rough. She found it exciting, even though it hurt. 

Jane looked up at the man who was pinning her to the floor and wrapped her knee socks around him. "OK, mister," she said, "if you're gonna be this nasty, you'd better fuck me good." 

The man slammed his cock into her even harder. Her thighs shook and slapped against his as he hammered his cock in and out of her pussy. 

"Fuck her! Fuck her hard!" Shona encouraged, standing at the side of the room smoking a cigarette as she watched. The sight of her friend taking such a brutal fucking was turning her on immensely. 

The man looked down at Jane who moaned, half in pain and half in delight. "I'm fuckin' you good, now, aren't I, you litle slut?" he asked. 

"Yeah..." was all Jane could say. Her knee sock-encased legs locked hard around the man. He fucked her with an almost violent frenzy for a full five minutes. 

"All right, you little teenage whore," he said, " I'm gonna fuck your mouth now." He pulled his dick out of her cunt, the gusset of her knickers snapped back in place. He moved up her body then grabbed both sides of her head. On his knees, he straddled her. "Open your mouth, you little cocksucker," he demanded. 

While Shona watched in fascination, her roommate opened her mouth and the man pushed his throbbing prick into it. Holding both sides of her head up, her fucked her mouth almost as hard as he had fucked her cunt, ramming his cock deep into Jane's throat. 

Jane choked occasionally as the man rammed his cock roughly into her mouth, his pubic hair mashing against her nose with each powerful thrust. She struggled for breath, but still kept her lips sealed around him. 

"OK sweetheart, now I'm gonna cum right down your throat," he announced, the strain of holding back evident in his voice. 

"Ummhmm," groaned Jane, giving her approval. 

With one last, powerful lunge, his cock exploded inside Jane's mouth. With a scream, he fired his cum down her throat. Jane felt his hot cum gush down her throat. She would have liked to have tasted it, but his tip was beyond her taste buds, shooting the sticky fluid straight into the back of her mouth. The man's cock bloated and squirted, over and over. He pushed his cock into her mouth hard, squirting more and more cum down her gullet, until it finally stopped. 

The men cheered as he pulled his cock out of Jane's mouth, having force fed his load to the horny St. Mary's head girl. Jane managed a smile. While she had enjoyed his rough treatment she hoped the other men wouldn't be quite as rough with her. 

"All right then Shona, what can you do for us?" asked Dave. 

Shona didn't know how she could top what she had just seen, but she stepped into the front of the room as Jane crawled to the side. The men all gawked at her in her school uniform. A long-sleeved white blouse with a tight red cardigan hugged her torso. Her skirt was red and white plaid with knife pleats all the way around. It was very lightweight fabric, and it was extremely short on her. She bent over just slightly, so the hem would pull up just a bit and give the men a peek at her knickers. This time, Shona wore red knee socks with the uniform and her red and white trainers. She was hot, a charmer that no man could resist, and she knew it. 

Shona looked over her shoulder at the men staring at her barely visible knickers, and smiled sweetly. She bent over very slowly, her legs together, gradually showing more and more of her knickers. 

The men leered at her display. Her cunt, wrapped tightly in cotton, bulged between her thighs. Her bum was so firm, so shapely, it begged to have another cock. 

Dave started playing more music on the CD player and Shona started a lewd, sensuous dance. The men cheered her on as she squeezed her firm, large breasts through her clothes and reached under her flimsy plaid skirt, fingering her pussy through her knickers. 

Camera flashes filled the room. Shona turned away from the men again, reached up under her skirt, and slowly thumbed her knickers down in a tight roll across her thighs. She bent over again as she pulled them down, her cunt now visible to all the men, as her knickers dropped to her feet. 

One of the men stepped up to Shona from behind. He flipped her skirt up over her waist, and Shona spread her legs for balance. She leaned over, resting her palms on a coffee table, while the man pushed the head of his cock up against her sweet arse. 

"Do it," Shona purred seductively. "Put your cock in my arse." 

The man gladly obliged, and Shona felt him push the head into her tight rear hole. She groaned as he started fucking her arse from behind. 

"Oooh," she moaned. "Do you like fucking schoolgirls in the arse?" 

"You fuckin' bet I do," he answered, spreading both of her tight cheeks with his fingers as he worked his cock deeper into her. 

The man fucked and fucked Shona's arsehole for what seemed like an eternity. Shona was surprised he was lasting as long as he was, and she was getting a bit tired, hunched over the table like that. 

Finally, when she was about to say something, he told her he was ready to orgasm. "I'm gonna cum, Shona!" he shouted. He pulled his cock out of her back passage and finished himself off with his hand. Thick strings of cum splattered off one cheek, running down her thigh and dribbling onto her knee sock. 

Shona was a bit disappointed, thinking it was a waste of delicious cum, but at the same time was glad he hadn't tried to put his cock in her mouth after putting it up her arse. There wasn't much that she wouldn't do but she drew the line at that. She wiped her bum cheek and leg clean with a towel while a couple of men laughed at the scene. 

Dave walked over to Jane, who had recovered from her last fuck, and helped her off the floor. He took her in his arms and kissed her passionately, while he squeezed her bum under her skirt. The white pleats pushed up high as he massaged her arse, his tongue probing deep into her eager mouth. "I wanna fuck you, Jane," he told her. 

Jane smiled. Dave dropped to the floor and lay down on his back. Jane climbed on top of him, pulling her skirt out of the way. She nestled his stiff prick against her hot pussy and slipped it into her. 

Shona had two guys feeling her up and down, but couldn't help but feel a little sad that Dave was fucking Jane instead of her again. While Jane rode Dave gently, one of Shona's guys pulled her down to the floor on top of him. He pulled Shona's skirt up over her waist while Shona skewered herself on his massive cock. The man grabbed Shona's sides and pulled her down to him, kissing her passionately while he fucked her pussy from below. Another man knelt down behind her and nestled his prick against the cock stretched entrance of her arse. 

Shona was surprised, and turned around to see the second man shove his dick between her cheeks. She groaned and bit her lip, but in seconds she was enjoying the sensation of having one prick up her pussy and another up her arse. Shona moaned with pleasure, it felt so good to her. 

Shona looked over to see Jane still riding Dave, except that now another guy had his cock in her mouth as well. Jane looked back at Shona who smiled at her friend. 

Sounds of pure pleasure filled the room as the two friends worked the four men like pros. More camera flashes filled the room as the other men enjoyed the scene. 

Jane sucked one guy off first. He shot his load into her hungry mouth and Jane eagerly swallowed it, enjoying the strong, salty flavour of his cum. 

The man fucking Shona's arse was next. He pulled out and quickly scurried over to Jane. Jane turned to look at him, just as he shot his load all over her face. Jane laughed, still fucking Dave, as the man's cum coated her face, squirt after squirt, dripping from her chin. 

The guy under Shona was breathing hard "I'm gonna cum!" he groaned. Shona slid off him quickly and clamped her lips around his rod, briskly jerking him off with her hand. She felt his cock pulsate in her mouth, just before he fired his thick load of cum into her hot and hungry mouth. 

Shona pulled his cock from her mouth so he could squirt his seed on her tongue, anxious to taste every bit of it. The man looked down to see his cum squirting into her mouth. He groaned in ecstasy at the incredible sight. 

Shona sucked him dry, then rolled off and watched Jane finish off Dave. The two of them had switched positions and Jane was flat on her back, her knee socks and trainers high in the air while Dave fucked her with long, powerful strokes. 

Jane's tits jiggled under the red-and-white sweater as he pumped her. The white pleats of her red skirt were scrunched up around her waist and her shoe laces swung in rhythm with his thrusts. 

Suddenly, Dave groaned and pulled his dick out just in time. From between her legs, he shot jets of cum all over her sweater. Jane laughed as his cream splattered all over her sweater covered tits. 

Shona tossed Jane a towel and she mopped up the sticky cream as best she could. No sooner had she finished wiping it up, when another guy rolled her over on top of him. Jane reached down and stuffed the guy's cock into her, while another guy knelt behind her and thrust his prick into her arse. Shona laughed, watching what had just been done to her. 

While Jane fucked the two men, the last guy stepped up to Shona. "What would you like?" Shona asked. 

"I want to eat your pussy, Shona," he answered. 

Shona smiled and spread her legs for the man, who buried his head under her plaid pleated skirt. Shona sighed in pure delight, feeling the man's tongue on her clit. She closed her eyes and softly squeezed her tits as the man sucked her into a frenzy. The man's tongue knew no mercy. Shona was soon gasping for breath. She had never been eaten like this before. She screamed as she came, and the man kept up his relentless licking and sucking. 

"Oh my God..." Shona whimpered, "You're going to make me cum again..." she moaned. She felt her body shudder and tingle as she came a second time. The man finally pulled his head out from under her skirt, her love juice all over his mouth and dripping from his chin. 

He crawled up to her and she kissed him eagerly. Her love juices smeared all over both of their faces, as she probed the man's mouth with her tongue. "Fuck me," she begged. 

He obeyed, gently sliding his cock into her tight cunt. He fucked her slowly and gently, enjoying every moment. "Oh, mmm," Shona said softly. "You feel so good in me..." 

Meanwhile, the other two men were fucking Jane to an orgasm of her own. Jane screamed in delight, drawing Shona's attention. The two men plotted their orgasms. "Where do we want to cum?" asked one. 

"Let's do it in her mouth at the same time," answered the other. 

The two men rolled Jane onto her back and squatted on either side of her face, rapidly stroking their pricks. The sight of the St. Mary's girl in her uniform with her mouth open for their cum was too much for them. "Got to cum now, are you ready?" asked one man. 

"Yes," replied Jane huskily, "give me all you've got!" She licked her lips in anticipation. 

"Fuck Yeah!" the other groaned. 

Jane looked up at the two pricks pointed down at her face. The two men came almost simultaneously, their pricks unloading their juice all over Jane's face. Jane laughed as the men coated her face in sticky white cum, finally stopping to squeeze the last of it into her mouth. 

Shona looked up at the man above her. "Where do you want cum?" she asked, sweetly. 

"Wherever you'd like me to, my little darling," he answered. 

Shona smiled, "I want you to cum in my hand," she told him. 

The man pulled out and Shona took his cock with one hand. While everyone watched, she briskly wanked him with that hand while she put her other hand out to catch his cream. 

He didn't last very long. He grimaced, then gasped as he pumped his thick sperm into her palm. Squirt after squirt, it pooled in Shona's hand. Finally, after she had milked the last of it from him, she released her grip on his prick. 

Sitting there on the floor in her school uniform, her legs spread wide without her knickers, she made sure that all the guys were watching. 

The men watched in disbelief as Shona smiled, her hand full of cum. Then she lowered her face to her hand and stuck out her tongue to lap it up. She scooped some of it up with her tongue. Thick strands of gooey cum hung from her tongue as she pulled it into her mouth and swallowed, then licked more off her palm. The men cheered wildly as Shona licked the last of it from her hand. 

Shona, still smiling, sat in the middle of the floor, cameras clicking furiously around her. Jane moved next to her and embraced her friend. They kissed, their mouths pressed together with increasing urgency. Shona pushed up Jane's sweater, pushed her bra up and began to caress her tits. Jane moaned softly as she responded in kind, feeling Shona's nipples stiffen beneath her palms. "Ready to give 'em the grand finale?" she asked Shona. 

"Mmm, yes," purred Shona. 

Jane lay back. Shona quickly straddled her and lowered her pussy over her friend's face. "Oooh!" she moaned as Jane's tongue slipped between her wet lower lips. 

Cameras flashed. The men whistled their appreciation as Shona buried her face in her roommate's pussy. Shona hummed softly as she sucked on Jane's clit. Jane's body was already beginning to tremble. 

Jane slipped two fingers into Shona's cunt as she lapped at her clit. She felt the walls of her friend's pussy grip her fingers tightly as she twisted them inside her. 

The two friends sexually charged bodies were soon at boiling point. They shuddered and bucked as their climaxes gripped them. Shona vented her orgasm with a low, lust filled sigh then collapsed forward onto her friend. Jane's body convulsed below her until, finally, she could take no more. 

They lay there for a while, then slowly got up. Their tired bodies ached but it was a pleasant pain. Dave smiled. "Thanks girls," he said. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of notes. "Here," he said, "this is for you. You've earned it. Now go grab a shower, get cleaned up and I'll call you a taxi." 

It was late when they got back to their dormitory. Neither had the energy to do more than pull off their clothes and climb into bed. "Shona?" whispered Jane quietly into her friend's ear as she held her tight. 

"Hmm?" 

"I really enjoyed tonight," she said. 

"Yeah, me too," replied Shona sleepily. 

"Let's do it again soon," said Jane 

"Mmmmm..."



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 10



Shona was bored and frustrated. It had been a long, gruelling week and she couldn't wait for the weekend when she'd finally be able to spend some time with Craig. She walked to her last-period class for the day, biology with Mr. Lewis, thinking about the fun that she was anticipating that evening after school with her friends, Jane and Sandra. 

Shona wore a white long-sleeved blouse with her blue school blazer over the top of it. The blouse was a tight fit that hugged her large breasts. On her left breast was a small emblem showing a falcon, with the white letters "SMC" below it. her skirt was blue-and-white plaid with knife pleats all the way around. It was made of a flimsy, light fabric that flipped around easily when she moved. It was noticeably shorter than the regulation length. Barely hidden under the skirt's hem, a pair of white, regulation panties gripped her firm, shapely rear end. A pair of blue and white striped cotton knee socks and sensible black shoes rounded out her uniform. 

Shona had chosen to wear her long brown hair loose. With just the slightest hint of wave to it, it shimmered in the light of the corridor and bounced against the back of her blazer as she walked. A simple hair band helped hold the hair back in place. She had her fringe combed down straight across her forehead. 

She spotted Mr. Lewis standing outside the door, observing the students as they entered the classroom for that afternoon's lesson. Shona thought that he was a very attractive man. He was in his mid-thirties, about six feet four with a rugby player's physique, with thick brown hair and a well-trimmed moustache. Even though he had only been taking the class for a few weeks, Shona knew he was attracted to her. She had already flirted outrageously with him on a number of occasions and had fantasised about him several times in class. 

Shona could see that he was watching her as she came closer. Knowing that he was watching her, she decided to give Mr. Lewis a little show. A water fountain was almost directly opposite the classroom door where he stood, and she suddenly decided to get a few sips of water. She waltzed over to the water fountain, her lightweight, tiny pleated skirt bouncing high on her bum. Shona bent over to drink, and as she did so, Mr. Lewis gawked as her skirt pulled up even higher to reveal a little bit of her bum and her tight white knickers. 

Mr. Lewis felt an immediate bulge begin to grow in his trousers as he took in the picture of the girl before him: the tight-fitting blue blazer outlining her tall and incredibly shapely figure, the blue-and-white plaid skirt ending in rippling pleats only slightly above the crotch of her white knickers, long thin tanned thighs accentuated by her blue and white knee socks. 

Shona took a few sips of water, then pretended to drink more as she stayed in that position for several more seconds, hoping that Mr. Lewis was enjoying her display. She straightened up again and turned around to walk into the classroom, smiling as she made her way past her teacher. A quick glance in the appropriate direction confirmed to Shona that he had definitely noticed her. She was instantly proud of her little tease act. She smiled at him again with her sweet, little-girl dimples and he quickly returned the smile. 

Shona took her second row seat, and the class started. As he lectured, Shona noticed that Mr. Lewis was definitely making eye contact with her and looking over her whole body. She turned and looked at across the room at Sandra who smiled back and winked at her. 

Shona tried not to smile as she thought about the power that her body had over men. She loved to wear her modified uniform and other short skirts, because she could feel the way that men's eyes stared at her, almost seeming to penetrate her with their gaze, and it made her feel good. 

As Mr. Lewis continued his lecture, Shona thought about the way that she sat, with her legs together, just the way her mother taught her. She decided that wasn't going to be too much fun for Mr. Lewis. She already had a pretty good idea that her teacher fancied her. If she gave him a show in class, she knew that he would enjoy it. There were only five minutes left before the bell to end the period and the school day. 

Shona slowly began to spread her knees as she sat in her chair. Soon they were about eighteen inches apart and she knew that she was giving him a great view of her knicker encased crotch. She felt a familiar dampness down there and wondered if it showed. 


Mr. Lewis was now clearly distracted. Shona sucked on the tip of her pencil whenever she caught his gaze, occasionally running her tongue along its length. Somehow he managed to fumble his way through the last few minutes of his lecture until the bell mercifully rang. 

"Shona Fraser, I'd like to see you for a minute," he said, as the students gathered their books and began to leave the room. Shona took her time getting her things together. Was she in trouble? Or was Mr. Lewis wanting to get a few minutes alone with her? Sandra flashed her a knowing smile and winked as she passed. After the last students left the room, Shona stood up and approached Mr. Lewis. "Yes, Mr. Lewis?" she presented herself, somewhat nervously. 

"Shona, I need to talk to you for a few minutes," Mr. Lewis said as he sat in his chair. "Have a seat," he told her. Shona boldly sat on the corner of his desk. He didn't seem to object, but looked a little surprised. 

"Did you realise how you were sitting in class?" he asked. 

"Of course," she answered. "I thought you might like that." 

"I did," Mr. Lewis confessed. "But it really distracts me from teaching. Besides, you're much too young for me to be feeling this way about." 

"Feeling what way?" Shona asked with a masterful display of feigned innocence. 

Her teacher paused, not knowing how to say what he wanted to say. "Let's just say that when you act like that, it makes me want to do things that I shouldn't do." 

"Oh?" replied Shona with a wicked glint in her eye, "Like what exactly?" 

Mr. Reid looked slightly flustered. "I don't think I really need to spell it out, do I?" he asked. 

"Why, Mr. Lewis," exclaimed Shona, her voice filled with playful indignation, "You don't mean you want to have sex with me do you?" she asked coyly. 

"You could say that," he said. "I don't have to tell you how much trouble that could get us both into." 

"Who's going to tell?" asked Shona. She curled a leg out across the desk, pulling her skirt up tight and showing her crotch again to Mr. Lewis. Feeling daring, she reached out to stroke the growing bulge in his trousers. 

"Oh, Shona..." he murmured. "I want you badly." 

"I want you too, Mr. Lewis," she answered, smiling and looking into his eyes. 

"If you want to lock the classroom door, I won't say anything," he told her. Shona quickly got up and walked to the door, closed it and locked it behind her after making sure that nobody was watching. Then she returned to Mr. Lewis' desk. 

Her teacher stood up from his chair, and Shona's sparkling green eyes immediately locked on an enormous hard on protruding from his trousers. "Yes, Shona," he said, catching her appreciative gaze, "that's from you," he told her. Shona smiled, unleashing her dimples on him. "You're so fucking sexy, Shona," he said as he took her into his arms and kissed her passionately. 

Mr. Lewis put one hand around Shona's waist, and placed his other hand on the back of one of her thighs, just below the hem of her pleated skirt. He slowly ran it up under her skirt and grabbed her firm arse. "I want to eat your pussy," he said hoarsely. 


"Be my guest, Mr. Lewis" she responded. 

He reached under her skirt with both hands, grabbing the waistband of her knickers and pulled them down along Shona's long, shapely legs. They dropped to the floor. Shona stepped out of them. 

Mr. Lewis lowered Shona onto his desk. She put her feet up on the edge of the desk and spread her legs far apart as he flipped her tiny skirt up over her waist. He had to admit that she looked fantastic, lying there in her uniform with her neatly trimmed snatch opened up wide for him. 

Shona closed her eyes then suddenly felt something warm and moist caressing her tender clit. She sighed deeply as her teacher stroked his tongue slowly along her slit. "Oh, Mr. Lewis...That feels wonderful..." she moaned softly. 

He licked her slowly for a few minutes then, increasing the pace of his licks, began to apply more direct pressure on her sensitive organ. Shona could feel the familiar warm feeling building within her again, the same warmth that she always felt when someone ate her pussy. "Oh, Mr. Lewis, that feels sooooo good!" she moaned as the pressure began to mount inside her. Mr. Lewis' tongue was gentle, almost like another woman's. She grabbed her knees and pulled them up tightly against her as she grimaced with the incredible intensity of her nearing climax, feeling the first rippling contractions pulse through her pussy and womb. "Oh Mr. Lewis!" she cried, " I'm going to cum... Oh... Oh... I'm going to cuuuummmmmmm!!" 

Shona groaned in ecstasy as she became overwhelmed by the sensations. Her legs quivered slightly with the muscular release of tension. Her juices flowed freely over her teacher's face. 

"Thank you, Mr. Lewis," she said as she slowly regained control of her body. "That was wonderful!" 

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Shona," said her teacher, "Would you like me fuck you now?" he asked. 

"Would I?" asked Shona incredulously, "You bet I would!" 

Mr. Lewis quickly pulled off his trousers and pants as he gazed down at his student, her body still trembling in the afterglow of her climax. Her blue blazer, the tight white blouse underneath, the flimsy blue-and-white plaid pleated skirt now piled up over her waist, and the blue and white cotton knee socks... there wasn't a man alive who wouldn't have wanted to fuck Shona at that very moment, he thought. His cock was rock hard, more than ready to give her a good, hard fuck. He pulled Shona towards him, positioning her at the edge of the table so he could stand and fuck her where she lay. 

Shona watched with excitement as he nestled the tip of his prick against her hot, eager pussy and rubbed it across the opening several times to get it nice and wet. "Come on, Mr. Lewis. Fuck me!" she demanded. 

Suddenly, she felt him enter her. Slowly, he drove his cock into her. Mr. Lewis knew of Shona's reputation and he was amazed at how incredibly tight her cunt felt around his shaft. He knew he was going to enjoy this. 

Mr. Lewis plunged his cock in and out of her slowly, pushing deeper and deeper with every powerful thrust. 

"Ooohhh... Mmmmm..." Shona moaned. She felt wonderful. She tingled with the sensation of her teacher's stiff prick filling her hot, wet cunt. 

With her feet on his desk and her knees up, Mr. Lewis grabbed Shona's thighs and used them for leverage as he pumped his dick deep into her cunt. Loud slushy sounds emanated from the loins of the two lovers as they fucked, a hard, satisfying fuck. 

"Oh yesssss! Fuck me, Mr. Lewis!" Shona urged, reaching behind him and digging her nails into the cheeks of his arse. "Fuck me... Fuck me hard!" 

The excitement level quickly built within him as he screwed his sexy student. He knew he couldn't take it too much longer with her incredibly tight pussy gripping his cock deep inside her. "You like this, don't you, you little prick-teaser?" he asked. 

"Fuck yes! exclaimed Shona. 

"You're so fucking hot," he gasped." I've always liked fucking my students, especially in their uniforms." 

"You've fucked students before?" Shona asked. 

"You bet!" he replied. "Why should that matter? You've fucked other teachers." 

Shona smiled. "That's true," she said as she looked up at her teacher, hammering away at her with steady thrusts. 

"Oh, Shona..." he moaned. "Your pussy is so tight, I can't take much more of this. Can I come in your pussy?" he asked. 

"You can squirt it wherever you want, Mr. Lewis," Shona said, "I'll even let you cum in my mouth, if you want." 

Mr. Lewis hesitated. "No," he said finally, "I want to do it inside you, you little schoolgirl whore," he told her. 

"Oh well," sighed Shona, "Maybe next time. I might even let you fuck my arse if you want." 

"Oh fuck yes," he said hoarsely, "I'd love to do that." 

"Well, why don't you?" she asked. 

Mr. Lewis pulled his cock from her pussy. "All right then," he said, "turn round!" 

Smiling, Shona slid off his desk, turned round and leaned forward, gripping the edge of the desk for support. Mr. Lewis gripped her hips. She felt the tip of his cock press against her other opening. "Mmmmm, yesssss!" she sighed as, inch by inch, he sank his cock into her back passage. 

He began to thrust, harder and faster with every stoke. His balls slapped against her enflamed labia. She reached down, between her legs, to stroke her clit as his cock ploughed in and out of her arsehole. "Oh yessssss!" she cried, "Fuck me! Fuck my arse!" 

Mr. Lewis stabbed his cock in and out of Shona's tight, rear hole, the pressure building rapidly in his groin. Shona's clit throbbed in response to her touch. "Oh yesss... Oh fuck.... Ooooooohhhhh, mmmm..." she cried as her orgasm surged through her. 

Mr. Lewis felt himself approaching bursting point as Shona's body writhed on his cock. He threw his head back as he shoved his dick into her with one more powerful thrust. His cock erupted "Aaahhhhh!!!" he groaned as he shot his first jet of hot, sticky cum into his student's bowels. 

Shona could feel his cock pulsate within her as it filled her arse with jet after jet of thick, white cum. Her teacher continued sawing his dick in and out, filling her with his fluid. 

Finally, Mr. Lewis pulled out. Shona could feel his cum begin to leak out and trickle down the inside of her thighs. She bent over to pick up her knickers where they lay, discarded on the classroom floor, giving her teacher a last glimpse of her recently fucked holes. As she pulled her knickers into place, Shona smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying the last few seconds of the afterglow of her climax. 

Mr. Lewis looked at her. "I don't suppose you'd consider using your mouth to clean me up?" he asked. 

Shona laughed. "After where it's just been, forget it!" she said. "You'll just have to take me up on my offer to let you cum in my mouth some time," she added, grinning mischievously and licking her lips. 

"It's a deal," replied Mr. Lewis as he pulled on his pants and trousers. 

"I've got to go," said Shona as she turned and made her way to the door. "Thank you," she said, warmly, "I really needed that." Shona blew her teacher a kiss and walked out into the deserted corridor. 

Once outside, Shona made her way quickly behind the nearest building and lit up a cigarette. She sighed, a long satisfied sigh, expelling the smoke from between her lips and feeling her teacher's cum soak into the crotch of her knickers. She was looking forward to going into town that evening with Jane and Sandra and to spending time with Craig over Saturday and Sunday. The pressures of the previous week were already forgotten. Her weekend had got off to the perfect start. 



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 11



With the score tied at two each, the first half drew towards a close. It was a chilly afternoon and Jane shivered on the substitutes' bench, silently cursing herself for picking up a slight ankle knock in the last game which had got her dropped from the starting line up. Beside her, Amanda started to peel off her tracksuit bottoms. "I'm going to do some stretches to warm up," she said to Jane, "care to join me?" 

"Good idea," said Jane, who immediately began wriggling out of her own tracksuit. She lowered her voice and turned to Amanda. "Between you and me," she said in a hushed tone, "I'm in danger of freezing my arse off if I sit here any longer." 

Amanda laughed. "So?" she enquired as they made their way to the edge of the pitch, "Did you have fun on Wednesday evening?" 

Jane threw Amanda a puzzled glance. "Meaning what?" she asked nervously. 

"With Mr. Reid, after I left," replied Amanda, "It was pretty obvious what your intentions were. He'd have probably had you there on the kitchen table if I hadn't been there." Jane flushed slightly, Amanda had seemed oblivious to her far from subtle flirting with their maths teacher. "Maths certainly isn't the only thing he's good at," Amanda continued, giving Jane a knowing wink. 

"You don't mean..." Jane began to ask. 

Amanda laughed. "Oh yes. There's only two of us on the Wednesday group, you'll take it up to three. The other girl frequently doesn't show up so after my lesson, I'm usually able to show him how grateful I am for his help." She shrugged then continued, "If you're going to be a regular at these sessions, we'll have to work out a system for sharing him." 

"But what about his wife?" asked Jane. 

"Oh we work around her," Amanda admitted. "She's a nurse and frequently works nights." She smiled and giggled briefly, an evil glint in her eye. "We almost got caught a few weeks ago," she said, "His wife came back for some papers she'd forgotten. He was doing me in one of his daughter's outfits. I had to lock myself in the bathroom until she left. 

"No!" gasped Jane in astonishment. She had never guessed that Amanda a darker side, she always seemed so quiet and sensible. 

"Oh yes," Amanda continued, "He was just about to blow his load when we heard the front door open. There was just enough time for him to pull his dick out of my arse and tuck it away while I made a dash for it. Thank God she didn't have to go into their daughter's room. My clothes lying discarded on the floor would have taken some explaining." 

Jane and Amanda both looked stunning in their hockey skirts and tight tracksuit tops. Jane had her long blonde hair, parted in the middle and tied back. Her tracksuit top was tight, fitting her shapely body like a glove. Amanda was almost as tall as Jane, her figure, whist not quite as shapely, was still impressive; slender yet with flowing curves. Her short brown hair was thick and wavy. Her face was quite attractive, but not as sweet and innocent looking as Jane's. 

The tracksuit tops that they wore were tight, ending just at their waists, so that when either of them lifted their arms, their flat stomachs were visible. They were all white except for two thin red stripes running down the sides and down the sleeves. The red letters "St. Mary's", about four inches high, ran across their chest. Their skirts were red, with twelve inverted white pleats and were extremely short, ending just below the crotch They showed off the girls' long, shapely, tanned legs. Their white hockey pants were tantalisingly on display whenever one of the girls bent over. White knee socks with red-and-white hockey shoes completed their strip. 

The girls began to do their stretching exercises, bending over, touching their toes, sitting on the grass with their legs spread apart to stretch the muscles, as they talked. "Don't look now, Jane," said Amanda, "but there's about ten men watching us right now." 

"Really?" said Jane, pretending not to notice. 

"Oh, yeah. One guy even has a camera with a big lens," Amanda added. 

"Guess they want a show, huh?" asked Jane. 

"Of course," replied Amanda,."That's why they come out here. Most of them don't even have kids in our school. They just want to get turned on by us." 

"You think?" asked Jane, laughing. 

"You bet. Most of those guys don't care about this games. They just want to imagine screwing us," stated Amanda in a matter of fact tone. Jane laughed. She was developing a new found respect for her team-mate. "You want to give 'em a show today?" She asked. 

"Sure," Amanda answered, smiling "Why not?" 

The two girls continued stretching, exaggerating their movements, making them slowly. Jane stood up and bent over, stretching her hamstrings. Facing away from the supporters, she proudly displayed her magnificent rear end, clad in the white hockey pants, to the stares of the men in the audience. "Hey, Jane," said Amanda softly. "That guy with the camera is taking your picture." Jane grinned. It thrilled her to tease the guys like this. 

Amanda lay on her back, facing the supporters. She raised her knees high in the air, then spread her legs slowly and brought them together again, displaying her crotch to the watching men. "I think that's enough for now," she laughed as she stood up. 

Jane looked round and saw Mr. Fitzgerald, their coach. He was staring directly at her. 

"Maybe we should do a little more," Jane said as she winked at Mr. Fitzgerald. "All right," said Amanda, grinning mischievously. 

Jane and Amanda went out of their way to make the routine as sexy as possible. Stretching and lunging vigorously, their short hockey skirts flashing white from the pleats as they bounced up and down, their white pants flashing from beneath the hem. 

In the stands, the men were having a field day with these two young women blatantly showing their bodies off for them. Jane looked up and saw Mr. Fitzgerald beckon her over. 

"Yes, Mr. Fitzgerald?" Jane asked sweetly. 

"Meet me at the back entrance of the store at half-time," he said. 

"But Mr. Fitzgerald, I'll only have ten minutes," she answered with an artfully contrived expression of innocence on her face. 

"Please, Jane?" he begged. 

Jane laughed. She found Mr. Fitzgerald extremely attractive. His soft, South African accent sounded so sexy. He also had the largest cock that Jane had ever been fucked with. "All right," she said brightly, "but it will have to be quick." 

"I understand," he said and with that, he turned and walked back towards the team bench. 

"What was that all about?" asked Amanda. 

Jane smiled, "Mr. Fitzgerald wants me to meet him at the store for a couple of minutes," Jane explained. 

"Oh! And why would he want to do that?" Amanda inquired further. 

Jane blushed. 

"You're not screwing him too?!" Amanda asked, a bit loudly. 

"Shhhhh!" Jane reprimanded, nodding at the same time. 

"Really? You lucky cow! He's gorgeous" said Amanda, more quietly this time. 

"Yes, he is," Jane agreed, "He's also got a the biggest cock I've ever seen!" 

"Stop it!" demanded, Amanda, "You're getting me wet just thinking about it!" 

Laughing, Jane smiled warmly at her friend. The half-time whistle blew. "I have to go, Amanda," she said, starting to walk off. 

Amanda smiled back at her. "Have fun," she said, "Maybe I can have him next time." 

Jane walked briskly toward the equipment store's rear entrance, her red hockey skirt swishing from side to side, flashing its twelve white pleats. When she got to the door she looked around to see if anyone was looking then knocked. Mr. Fitzgerald opened the door, and she quickly stepped inside, closing and locking it behind her. 

"Thanks for coming, Jane," said Mr. Fitzgerald. 

"I've only have a few minutes," she reminded him. 

"I know," he said, "It's just that watching that show the pair of you put on turned me on so much that I just had to have you. You really know how to get men going." He put his arms around her, pressed his lips tightly against hers, and pulled her tightly against him. The twelve white pleats of her red hockey skirt fanned out as he reached underneath and squeezed her firm arse through her pants. "Put your hands on the sink," Mr. Fitzgerald instructed. 

Jane obliged, turning around, bending over and grasping the edge of the sink. As she looked over her shoulder, he flipped her tiny skirt over her waist. "Spread your legs," he ordered. She did so, and Mr. Fitzgerald grabbed the leg band of her pants. They were tight on her bum, but he managed to pull the gusset aside, exposing her wet muffin. 

Mr. Fitzgerald knelt down. "Ohhhh!" Jane cried as she felt his tongue slip between her moist lower lips from behind. 

"Fuck, your cunt tastes good, Jane" he said before pressing forward and darting his tongue in and out of her tight tunnel. 

Leaning against the sink, Jane unzipped her tracksuit top, pulled up the front of her jersey, pushed her bra aside and began to play with her tits as her teacher ate her pussy. "Oh fuck!" she cried as she felt him push one then two fingers into her. He pumped them in and out as his tongue lashed over her clit. "Ohhh yesss!" she moaned as a familiar warmth began to spread over her. 

Jane bucked her hips back, forcing her teacher's fingers deeper into her cunt as her clit slid against his tongue. Se felt a well lubricated fingertip press against her arsehole. "Aaaaah, mmmmm," she sighed as she felt it press into her, brushing aside the resistance of her tight rear entrance. Her climax approached quickly as Mr. Fitzgerald finger fucked her arse and pussy, his tongue flicking rapidly over her throbbing clit. 

The walls of Jane's pussy began to pulse around Mr. Fitzgerald's fingers. Spasms of pleasure shook her body. "Oh Mr. Fitzgerald! Oh yes!" she wailed as her orgasm broke over her, "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm... Ooooooohhhhh!" 

Mr. Fitzgerald stood up. He pulled the gusset of Jane's hockey pants aside once more and rubbed the head of his large cock up and down her slit, covering it with her juices. 

"Don't you want me to take them off?" Jane asked. 

"No, Jane," he answered. "I'm going fuck you in your knickers. You're going to have my cum dribbling into them as you run around the pitch." Positioning the head at the entrance of her tunnel, he grabbed her hips and pushed his prick into her pussy from behind. 

"Oooffff!" Jane groaned, as he entered her. 

Mr. Fitzgerald moved his hands up to Jane's waist and began moving her back and forth as his cock plunged in and out of her hot pussy. 

Jane caught her reflection in a mirror. She looked so naughty as she leant over the sink in her hockey strip, her jersey pulled up high with her large breasts spilling out of her bra, her red skirt with the white pleats piled up over her waist, her white pants stretched aside for his cock and her white knee socks and red and white sports shoes spread wide apart for balance. 

Mr. Fitzgerald fucked her hard from behind. Her long blonde hair bounced as he slammed his cock in and out with powerful strokes. 

"Mr. Fitzgerald, this is so naughty..." Jane purred. "Fucking me in my hockey strip like this..." She could feel the friction of her pants stretched tight across her clit and she savoured the sensations. Mr. Fitzgerald's cock stretched her cunt as drove it in and out. Her clit throbbed as the wet, cotton gusset of her pants rubbed against it. 

Mr. Fitzgerald reached forward, grabbing Jane's tits as he worked his cock in and out, over and over again. "Yessssss!" Jane cried as he squeezed her nipples between his strong fingers. She felt her womb contract. Once again her body began to shake."Oh, God! Oh Fuck! I'm cumming again!!" she moaned. 

Jane bit her lip to keep from screaming, distantly aware that she might be overheard. She was overcome with a warm rush of sensations that swept through her body. 

Mr. Fitzgerald groaned. "I'm going to cum, too!" he exclaimed. 

"Yes!" Jane urged, "Cum in my pussy! I want to feel your cum deep inside me!" 

Mr. Fitzgerald lunged forward, stabbing his cock deep into Jane's cunt. He grimaced as his cock released its tension, filling her pussy with its load of hot cum. Still thrusting as he came, his cum spurted deep into her pussy, sending shivers through her body. "Mmmm," Jane sighed contentedly as she felt his thick, sticky sperm flood her cunt. 

Finally, Mr. Fitzgerald slowed to a stop and pulled his dripping prick out of her. Jane's hockey pants snapped loudly back into place. Jane turned round and dropped to her knees. Taking his cock in one hand she worked her tongue over his dick, licking away every trace of his cum and her juices. When the shaft was clean, she wrapped her lips around the head and sucked, using her fingers to squeeze the last drops of his cum into her hungry mouth. When, at last, she was finished, Jane stood up and her skirt fell back into place. She looked at her watch."I have to get back now!" she gasped, suddenly remembering the game. 

Mr. Fitzgerald laughed as he tucked his flagging but still impressive member back into his shorts. "Thanks, Jane," he sighed. 

Jane smiled, opened the door slowly, saw that nobody was around, and quickly ran back to the to side of the pitch. The second half was just about to get under way, the teams were already returning to the field. By the time she rejoined Amanda the crotch of her tight pants was soaked with Mr. Fitzgerald's cum. 

"So? How was it?" asked Amanda, teasing her. 

"Pretty good, as quickies go," Jane answered with a simle. 

Amanda laughed and looked her over. "Well, Jane," she said," you look just fine. Except for some of his cum on your legs," she added with a giggle. 

Jane could feel her teacher's cum as it slowly ran down her thighs onto her white knee socks. She hadn't seen Mr. Fitzgerald return to the game and was slightly surprised when he approached them. "Right girls," he said cheerfully, "I'm sending the two of you on." He turned and made his to the edge of the pitch, signalling his intended substitutions to the referee. 

"This promises to be moderately uncomfortable," Jane said as she and Amanda shed their tracksuit tops. 

"C'mon," Amanda said, laughing at her friend's discomfort, "we'd better not keep them waiting." 

Jane shrugged and shook her head ruefully. Her cum soaked pants clung to her uncomfortably as she ran to take her place on the pitch.



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 12



Shona hummed contentedly to herself as she sprawled on the sofa in front of the TV. There was still just the faintest scent of sex in the room left over from the night before. She had spent the night with Craig. His parents were away for the weekend and he and Shona had taken advantage of the fact to spend some time together. Shona had enjoyed last night. Her body still tingled with the warm afterglow of a night of passion. The passion had continued this morning. Shona had woken to find herself on the verge of a massive climax as Craig gently ate her pussy. Her climax was followed by a long, hard screw that had set her up nicely for the rest of the day. Tonight Craig was going to cook her a special meal and he had just recently left to catch the bus into town to buy what he needed for this evening. Yes, Shona had definitely enjoyed last night, and this morning and she was looking forward to spending the rest of today and most of tomorrow with Craig. Her pussy was already wet with anticipation of what would happen when he returned from town. 

The doorbell rang, interrupting her reverie. Shona answered it and was a little surprised when it turned out to be Jane's boyfriend, Matt, and his brother, Ross. "Hi, Matt, Hi Ross," Shona greeted them, smiling warmly. 

"Hi, Shona," Matt answered. He smiled back."Is Craig home?" he asked. 

"Nope, you've just missed him," she replied, "he went into town about ten minutes ago. He shouldn't be too long. Would you like to wait for him?" 

Matt looked at Ross who shrugged. "A few minutes wouldn't hurt, I guess," Matt replied. 

"Come on in then," said Shona, smiling as she held the door open for them. 

Shona led them into the living room, where they sat down on the couch. "Anybody want a drink?" she asked politely. 

"Sure," they both answered "that'd be great." 

Shona spun away and walked into the kitchen. She knew that the they were watching her. The fridge was within sight of the living room and, as she opened the door, she bent over for the drinks, which were on the bottom of the fridge door. 

Ross stared as Shona bent over. The hem of her short denim skirt lifted up to reveal the firm, shapely cheeks of her arse. A thin black string separated her cheeks, widening as it reached forward to just cover her crotch. Matt just smiled, knowing how much Shona loved to tease. Shona looked around and caught them gaping at her knickers. "Yeah, I see you guys! Shame on you!" she jokingly chided them. 

Ross and Matt both laughed as she came back with their drinks. She handed the Cokes to them, then sat across the room in a lounge chair. "So, what are you two up to?" she asked, sitting with her knees slightly apart. She knew that they could see her knickers. She was feeling naughty and she loved the way they couldn't stop themselves from sneaking. a quick glimpse up her skirt. 

"Ummm, we were just dossing around, and thought we'd stop by for a few minutes," Matt replied. 

"Yeah," added Ross, staring not so subtly up Shona's skirt. 

"I see," said Shona, pulling up one foot up on to the edge of the chair, off to the side, pulling her short skirt up high on her waist, while she swung the other leg wide to the other side. It was a blatant show for the two of them and she was not ashamed in the least. She giggled when she saw that both Matt and Ross appeared to be in a hypnotic trance. She had them in the palm of her hand. They were hers to do with as she wished. 

Once more, as she watched the effect she was having on Matt and Ross, Shona felt a familiar thrill when she thought about the power she had over men. It was less than an hour since she had been well and truly fucked by Craig. It was probably less than an hour until he would be back and they could go to bed again. Despite that, Shona felt herself become overwhelmed with desire. She hungered to feel their cocks inside her. 

While Matt and Ross watched in fascination, Shona placed one hand on her crotch and, almost absently, started massaging her cunt through her knickers. Her other hand slid slowly over one leg and caressed her thigh. "Anybody want to do anything?" she asked teasingly. 

"Yeah," answered Ross, dumbfounded. Matt knew what Shona had in mind but Ross didn't know what to expect. All he knew was that she looked absolutely amazing. The long brown hair in ponytails, the dimples in her smile, the short, tight skirt, pushed up to reveal her skimpy, black G-string which she rubbed suggestively with her fingertips combined to give him a raging hard on. 

"I get the feeling you guys want to fuck me, don't you?" she asked, brazenly. 

"Yeah!" they both gasped in unison. 

"Well, what are you waiting for?" she asked. 

"What about Craig?" asked Matt. 

"Craig isn't here," she replied. "You are and I want a fuck!" 

Matt and Ross both jumped up and ran to Shona. She laughed at their eagerness. Shona reached for Ross's zip and tugged it down. While she fumbled around in his pants for his dick, Matt knelt down in front of her. He reached up under her skirt and tugged her knickers down. Shona raised her bum off the chair so he could pull them all the way off. 

Matt spread her knees wide apart and quickly buried his face in her tender, moist pussy. Although Shona had sucked his cock on a few occasions Matt had never had the chance to repay the compliment. The thought of eating the pussy of his girlfriend's best friend for the first time turned him on immensely. Shona's skirt draped over his head while he eagerly began to devour her sweet cunt. "Mmmmmm," sighed Shona as Matt's tongue lapped up and down her slit, her juices flowed freely over his face. 

As Matt ate her pussy, Shona fished Ross's swollen cock out of his underwear and quickly clamped her lips around it. It was every bit as big as his brother's, she noticed appreciatively. Her tongue softly stroked his cock as she swirled it around the head. She sucked hard as she slowly worked his shaft in and out of her mouth. "Oh fuck, Shona, that's good," he sighed as she flicked her tongue across the slit. 

"Mmmmm," replied Shona, her lips pursed around his cock as Matt's tongue probed her wet tunnel. The three lovers enjoyed the passion of the moment. 

Shona worked herself forward in the chair so Matt could attack her pussy more easily. His tongue and hot breath felt so good down there. Her body was already beginning to tingle as his tongue flicked over her clit. She felt Matt poke a finger into her pussy. He slid it around inside her hot cunt then slowly inserted another as he continued to lick and suck her clit, humming softly as he took her swollen bulb between his lips. 

Shona slipped her lips off Ross's prick but kept stroking his shaft with her hand. "Oh, Matt..." she moaned. "You're going to make me cum..." 

Matt lapped at her clit with a frenzy. Up and down, side to side, he rubbed her clit with his tongue while his fingers pumped in and out of her cunt. Shona enjoyed the friction of his tongue, combined with his probing fingers. She felt herself grow flush as her body began to tremble uncontrollably. "Oh, God, I'm cumming! Oh! Oh! Oh, shit!" she gasped breathlessly as spasms of pleasure shook her. The walls of her cunt gripped Matt's fingers tight as her inner muscles rippled, causing her womb to contract. 

Ross had started taking off his jeans. Shona released her grip on his cock while he quickly slid them off. His underwear followed and he dropped to the carpet, lying down on his back. "Get on top of me, Shona," he ordered. 

Shona, still enjoying the afterglow of her climax reluctantly pushed Matt's head away and got up out of the chair. Still dressed in her skirt and figure hugging top, she pulled the skirt up around her waist and lowered herself on Ross's cock. The head slipped easily into her pussy and Shona groaned slightly as she impaled herself on it, slowly plunging it deep into her hot, wet muffin. 

She began riding his prick slowly, rocking forward and backward along his thick shaft while Matt took his clothes off. Shona was sitting up as she rode Ross. His long, thick cock filling her tight pussy as she bounced up and down on its length. 

Matt moved in front of Shona and put his cock next to her mouth. She took it in her hand and pushed it into her hungry mouth, She started sucking him, her lips sliding along his shaft as she drew his cock into her mouth.. "Oh, Shona..." Matt whispered. He savoured the feeling of his shaft sliding in and out of her mouth once more. It wasn't that Shona was better than Jane, it was just she had a different technique. Jane made love to a cock with her mouth, Shona fucked it. 

Shona was enjoying herself. One cock in her cunt, one in her mouth. Her only regret was that Craig wasn't there to give her a third in her arse 

"Just remember, Ross," said Matt. "I get to fuck her, too!" 

"Yeah, sure," was the answer from Ross. 

"Hey, Shona, where do you want us to cum?" Matt asked, remembering how much he'd enjoyed shooting his load into her mouth the last time she'd sucked him. 

Shona released his cock from her mouth. "Where do you want to?" she asked him while continuing to work her cunt up and down his brother's cock. 

Matt hesitated before answering then laughed. "I want to do it in our pussy this time!" he said. 

Ross was astounded. "You mean you've fucked Shona before?" he asked. He cupped her arse cheeks with his hands, helping her rhythm. 

"No, but she has given me a blow-job on a few occasions," Matt replied. 

"Does Jane know?" asked Ross, "I thought Shona was her best friend. 

"I am and she does," replied Shona. "And anyway, the last time she was too busy to complain given that she had her lips wrapped around Craig's cock." 

Ross laughed. "That sounds like it was fun!" he said approvingly. 

Shona slowed to a stop then pulled up, suddenly feeling very empty as Ross's cock slipped out of her pussy. She rolled over on to her back, lifting her knees high as Matt climbed on top of her. "My turn!" he announced as he thrust his prick into his girlfriend's best friend. Shona wrapped her legs around his back as he started pumping her, slowly at first, then harder. "C'mon, Matt, fuck me!" she urged, "Fuck me hard!" 

Ross watched as his brother fucked Shona while he sat next to them. Shona felt a little sorry for him so she reached out and took his cock in her hand, stroking it softly for him. She knew she didn't want to pump him too hard. If she did he'd blow his load before she was ready for him. 

Matt fucked Shona hard. His balls slapped against her arse as he hammered her with quick, short strokes. "Oh yessss! Fuck me, Matt..." she moaned while pulling up her top to reveal her firm, large breasts. 

Ross leaned over, cupping Shona's tits with his hands as his tongue slid over their surface, covering them in a warm film of saliva. "Oh yess," purred Shona, "make them nice and wet!" 

Matt's breathing was becoming increasingly strained as he rammed his cock in and out of Shona's cunt. Shona flexed the walls of her pussy against his shaft, milking his cock as it plunged into her. Matt could feel the pressure mounting. "I'm going to cum..." he announced "...any moment now..." 

Driving his cock deep into Shona, Matt felt his cock spasm and release its first load of hot cum into her. "Ohhhh!!!" he groaned, his hips still surging as he released his seed into the body of his girlfriend's best friend. 

"Mmmmm," sighed Shona softly, savouring the sensations as Matt filled her pussy with his cum. 

Matt shot spurt after spurt of warm cum deep into Shona's pussy. Finally, he slowed to a stop and pulled his wet, dripping cock out of her. Cum dribbled out of Shona's pussy. She reached down between her legs and let it trickle onto her fingers, coating them with its warm stickiness. Raising her fingers to her mouth, she sucked them between her lips. "Mmmm" she purred appreciatively as she cleaned Matt's cum from her fingers. 

Matt stood before her. His cock, glistening with her juices, the last drops of his cum oozing from his slit, was just in front of her mouth. Shona parted her lips and took him into her mouth. She could taste herself on his shaft, her juices mixed with his cum. The rich taste in her mouth combined with the sensations spreading from her tits as Ross sucked, licked, squeezed and caressed them. "Ooooooh!" she cried, her body shivering as a small but intensely powerful orgasm gripped her. 

"All right, Shona, are you ready for me?" Ross asked as his brother's dick slipped from between her lips. 

"Uh huh," she answered dreamily, lying on the carpet with her legs raised and spread, her skirt piled up around her waist showing her cum-soaked pussy, her top pushed up to reveal her large breasts and her long brown hair spread out on the carpet. Shona smiled, unleashing her cute dimples on Ross as he kneeled over her face. He pumped his cock as fast as he could, holding the tip of it toward her face. Shona opened her mouth wide, giggling as she waited for his load. 

Ross knew he wouldn't take too long. "Get ready!" he told her. Suddenly his prick shot a stream of cum in the direction of her mouth. Shona caught some of it and the rest splattered across her face. Another squirt hit her in the mouth, then another struck her on the cheek and began to dribble down he side of her face. His cum was thick and warm as it coated her face from forehead to chin. Some of it even got into her thick, brown hair. 

When Ross was finished, he wiped the last drops of his juice on her lips. Shona raised her head to take his cock into her mouth, reaching out to stroke it with her fingers as she sucked, trying to get every last drop out. Her efforts were rewarded with a a few small dribbles of salty cum. She savoured the taste as the two brothers stood up and started putting their clothes back on. 

Shona pulled her top back down into place and pulled her knickers back on as Matt and Ross finished getting dressed. Matt looked at his watch. "Hey, Shona, we'd better go," he said and he and Ross started to head for the door. "Oh! and thanks, by the way!" he added grinning widely. 

Shona smiled her face smeared with cum."You're welcome," she answered. 

After they'd gone, Shona felt deliciously naughty. Far from sating her appetite, the episode had left her feeling randier than ever. She was going to jump on Craig the moment he returned and shag his brains out, she decided. 

As she made her way to the bathroom to wash her face, Shona realised that Matt and Ross had left without seeing Craig or even opening their Cokes. She returned them to the fridge as she made her way through the kitchen towards the back door. She was going to have a smoke. After that she would have a quick shower, she decided, before going back to bed to wait for Craig. 



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 13



It was just before dawn on Friday and 35 half-asleep students stood in the car park, shaking off the morning chill as they waited for the bus. Shona and Jane stood at the front of the queue, knowing that being first in line meant the back of the bus... away from any teachers. They stood with their boyfriends, Craig and Matt. There was nothing the girls would have like more than to snuggle up to their partners for warmth but under the scrutiny of the teachers, who stood nearby, they stood, prim and proper, shivering in the cold, grey dawn. 

Finally, the bus arrived. As the doors opened, the four friends made their way back to furthest seats, Shona and Jane took the seats on the right, Craig and Matt took the ones on the left. It was still dark outside and, almost without exception, everyone had intentions on resuming their interrupted slumber on the long bus Journey. 

Once everyone was onboard, Mr. Parker and Miss Henry took a quick roll call. Satisfied that all their students were present, Mr. Parker informed the driver that they were ready to leave. The bus started up and they were soon on their way. 

Everyone was quiet as the sun began to rise outside. An orange glow filled the inside of the bus as light poured in through the tinted windows. Craig leaned over to whisper something to Shona. Matt smiled as he heard Shona and Jane whispering back and forth, followed by a typical schoolgirl giggle. Moments later, Craig and Jane were exchanging seats and Jane sat down next to her boyfriend. 

Jane smiled as she sat down, her dimples highlighting her cheeks. She was wearing a white rugby top with a striped sweater over it. and jeans. As she cuddled up to Matt he could make out the outline of her bra caressing her large breasts through the fabric. 

They chatted quietly for a while, letting their hands discretely explore each others' bodies as they snuggled up together. Jane moved in a little closer and Matt put his arm around her. She was secure in the warmth of his embrace. Their touching slowly became more intimate. 

Without warning, Jane sat up and eased off her sweater, bunching it in Matt's lap. A quick glance around told her that everyone else was preoccupied, either sleeping, talking or playing games. Craig and Shona had not said anything in a while. Without even turning to look, Jane had a pretty good idea what they were up to. 

Matt felt Jane's hand between his legs. Startled at first, he looked at her and she smiled coyly. He smiled back in return to let her know that he wanted her to continue. Jane slowly massaged her boyfriend's cock through his jeans. He was already hard and his cock strained against the material of his jeans. Jane's hand moved up and down the shaft and Craig soon began to feel the familiar twinge deep in his balls that let him know what was to come. He closed his eyes and groaned quietly. "Not so fast," he whispered hoarsely into her ear. 

Jane paused for a minute or two then started to tug at the zip of Matt's jeans. She slipped her hand inside and fumbled, briefly, with his underwear until she freed his throbbing cock. Her hand felt soft and warm as she wrapped her fingers around her boyfriend's shaft. She began, slowly, stroking his cock, smiling up at Matt as she teased him with her fingers. 

Matt groaned again as his urge returned. This time, there would be no stopping it. As the pressure mounted, he tried to hold on as long as he could. Matt bit his lip and breathed a quiet moan as Jane's fingers skilfully took him close to the point of no return. Knowing that her boyfriend was close to the edge, Jane scanned the bus for any onlookers. Satisfied that no one was looking, she ducked her head down, wrapping Matt's cock in her mouth. 

The warmth of her mouth was all it took to push Matt over the edge.After a few gentle sucks, his cum was exploding into her mouth. She drank down every drop, swallowing hungrily as her boyfriend tried to remain silent. 

The final jerks of Matt's cock sent one last jet of cum into Jane's mouth as she pulled away. Without saying a word, she simply smiled her sweetest smile and kissed him on the cheek as she snuggled up tightly against him. Laying her head on Matt's shoulder, she leaned up to whisper in his ear. "Better rest up, lover boy. My turn is coming up soon." Matt smiled and hugged her tightly against his side. Jane yawned and closed her eyes, her head nestled in the crook of Matt's arm. 

The bus continued on its way. The sun had come up and it was already quite warm. Matt watched Jane as she slept; curled up in her seat, her head on his arm. He leaned down to kiss her on the top of her head. Jane opened her eyes slightly and smiled, curling up closer to him 

It was almost two hours later when the bus pulled into the museum car park. By now, everyone was wide awake and rowdy. Jane and Matt had managed to drown everyone out, as they spent the last half hour chatting and sharing small kisses when no one was looking. The bus pulled to a stop and they all filed off. Craig and Shona were hand in hand in front of Matt and Jane. Jane reached over and took Matt's hand. Their fingers interlocked and Jane rubbed them lightly against her thigh as they made their way off the bus. 

The museum was huge. They stood in the foyer listening to their guide droning on about about the history of the place. Jane wasn't really paying attention, she'd been here once with her parents and had heard it all before. The interlude on the bus had fuelled her desire and she was eager for the chance to sneak away somewhere private with Matt. The group strolled along for the best part of an hour, staring at paintings, sculptures and other assorted works of art. Finally, the guide lead them back to the main room. Mr. Parker thanked her for her time then turned to address the group. "All right, everyone," he announced, "You're free to look around, but could we all meet back here in an hour's time so we can make our way to the canteen for lunch?" 

For a few moments everyone just milled. Then the group began to disperse, returning to look more closely at items that had caught their interest. Craig and Shona were nowhere to be seen. This served as Jane's cue. Without hesitation, she grabbed Matt's hand and said, "Come on," tugging him in the direction of a doorway in the far wall. 

Matt had to struggle to keep up as he followed his girlfriend's lead. Jane lead him down some stairs, and in and out of corridors filled with pictures and artefacts. "Where are we going?" he asked. 

"Sssshh," replied Jane, "just wait and see." 

As they rounded one corner, Jane pulled open a door and the two young lovers ducked inside. The room was dark, but as Matt's eyes focused, he noticed that they were in some type of theatre. Jane quickly led him to the back. It was so dark, they could barely see anything at all. 

"I found this place wandering around when my parents brought me here a few years ago," Jane said by way of explanation. "No one comes down here this early, so I thought it would be a good place for us to be alone." 

Matt smiled. Jane put her arms around his neck and kissed him. Their lips pressed tightly together then parted to let their tongues swirl together. Their passion mounted quickly. Matt's hand slid up the back of Jane's shirt. He could feel the soft skin on her back. His fingers touched her bra strap and he fumbled with the hook for a minute, the excitement of the situation, touched with a slight shade of danger, making him unusually clumsy. Finally, with a small giggle, Jane reached back to undo it for him. "Having a spot of bother there, are you? she asked coyly. 

Before Matt could answer Jane pulled away from him, taking his hand. She eased it up the front of her shirt. Matt felt his hand touch her breast. It was warm and firm under his fingertips. He thought he would explode with excitement right there and had to struggle to get himself back under control 

Matt's hands caressed her soft, firm large breasts. Rolling her pert nipples between his fingers he smiled as his girlfriend moaned softly in response. 

Jane leaned back to sit in one of the aisles. Looking up at Matt, she pulled him down. He positioned himself on his knees in front of her. She lifted her shirt, revealing her breasts. 

Jane smiled and whispered, "Would you like to suck them?" she asked, her blue eyes flashing wickedly. "I bet you would," she continued. Matt hesitated for a moment. "Get down here and suck my tits!" Jane demanded. Moving her hands up to caress his neck, she guided her boyfriend's face towards her chest. Matt softly took one stiffened nipple into his mouth and began to suck. His tongue swirled all around it then moved on to the other, coating them both with his warm saliva. Then he began to suck on her tits like a new-born baby. He could tell it was driving Jane crazy. 

Jane's head was tilted back and her fingers were working furiously through Matt's hair. He could hear her moaning, softly and it served as his motivation to suck harder. He was so engrossed with licking and sucking Jane's breasts that he didn't even notice that her hands had eased down to unbutton her jeans.He felt her hands come up along the side of his face. She pulled his head up and kissed him hard on the mouth. Looking into his eyes, she grinned. "My turn, lover boy," she giggled. 

Slowly Jane began to ease her jeans and knickers down. Matt helped her. He smiled as, even in the dim light, he could make out her smooth pussy and the pouting lips, now glistening with her juices."Touch me," Jane whispered. Matt slid his fingers along her slit, pushing them between her moist, fleshy labia, feeling the warmth. She shuddered as his fingers neared her clit. 

Matt slipped two fingers into her cunt and twisted them inside her. He smiled as he felt her gasp. He could feel her juices flowing onto his fingers. After a few moments, he pulled them out and brought them to his mouth. Jane watched as he licked her wetness from his fingers, knowing how much her boyfriend enjoyed the taste of her pussy. 

Without hesitation, Matt leaned down and began to lick Jane's wet pussy, working his tongue into every fold and crevice. "Oooooohhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmm," Jane moaned as his tongue slid along her lips. Her juices began to flow freely and Matt began to ease his tongue into her warm depths. 

Jane's moans were getting louder as Matt worked his tongue in and out of her hot, wet cunt. He began moving his tongue faster and harder, trying to keep up with Jane's motions as her hips bucked in response to the light, probing touch of his tongue. Matt glanced up for a moment, to see Jane's open mouth, gasping, as her hands fondled her breasts, squeezing her stiff nipples between her long, nimble fingers. 

"Oh fuck! Oh Matt! Oooohhh!" Jane cried suddenly. Matt felt Jane's body become tense. In a violent shudder, she came, still moaning softly, her fingers in Matt's hair, pushing his face against her mound. Her body shook with the force of her orgasm, as she forced him to bury his face deeper. 

When the waves subsided, Jane pulled Matt up. She quickly unzipped his jeans, her mouth pressed firmly against his, tasting herself on his lips. Matt's hard cock sprang out and she swallowed it up in a second. As she slid her up and down his shaft he could feel the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat. 

Jane sucked in long hard strokes, bobbing her head up and down, her tongue dragging along the underside of his shaft. "Oh Jane!" Matt moaned as she took almost the full length of his cock into her mouth and sucked hard. He could already feel the pressure mounting and, through his moans, he let Jane know this. With one last, long, slow stroke, his cock emerged from her mouth as Jane's tongued trailed along its underside. 

Jane smiled up at her boyfriend. "All right," she said, "let's get that cock of yours inside me." Matt smiled as he pushed his jeans and boxers down around his ankles. "Come and get me, big boy!" said Jane, reaching out to Matt and pulling him towards her. 

"Oooooh," Jane moaned as she felt the head of Matt's prick push against her wet opening. She bit her lip to stop herself from crying out as he slowly slid, inch by inch, into her. Jane brought her legs up and wrapped them around the back of Matt's thighs. "Go on!" she cried, Fuck me!!" 

Matt pumped his cock in and out of his girlfriend's hot, wet cunt, wincing slightly as she dug her fingernails into the cheeks of his arse. Jane could feel the tension mount in Matt's body as he fucked her at a frantic pace, his thighs slapping against the inside of hers with every stroke. She smiled, knowing how close she'd brought him with her mouth, knowing that Matt was doing everything within his power to hold back and gave Jane the long, hard, satisfying fuck she needed. The walls of her cunt flexed, rippling around his shaft, milking it as Matt drove it into her. 

The effects of Jane's mouth combined with the way she used he walls of her pussy to stroke his cock as he pushed it into her warm, wet depths quickly became too much for Matt. "Ohhhh, Jane!" he cried as he gave her cunt one last powerful thrust and fell forward onto her. Jane could feel his cock twitch and jerk inside her as it began pumping hot jets of thick, sticky cum into her. Jane pulled his head towards hers and kissed him, tasting herself on his lips as he flooded her cunt with his cum. 

As the final waves of Matt's orgasm passed, his knees suddenly felt weak. He dropped down in front of Jane and kissed her. Jane purred contentedly as she wrapped her arms around Matt's neck, softly returning his kisses. 

They remained in the cool darkness of the theatre for a while, just kissing and holding each other, their bodies still joined. Jane could feel Matt's cum beginning to seep past his cock as it trickled out of her pussy and began to dribble down the inside of her thighs. Then, almost reluctantly, they cleaned up, Jane using her mouth to clean Matt's cock and wiping his cum from her thighs with a tissue she had in her pocket, before heading out to meet the class. 

As they ran up to the growing crowd of students, Craig and Shona reappeared from another hall. Craig's hair was matted, and his forehead showed signs of perspiration. Shona smiled, her face slightly flushed. Craig grinned at Matt and Jane and nodded his head knowingly. Jane smiled back. Matt returned Craig's nod. 

It was almost time for lunch when the four friends rejoined the rest of the class. Jane and Shona stood, somewhat uncomfortably, as their boyfriends' cum soaked into their knickers. Jane turned to her friend. "I don't know about you," she whispered into Shona's ear, "but I'm glad I've got a spare pair in my bag." 

Shona giggled. "Me too," she replied, casting a mischievous in Craig's direction. "Maybe we should wait for a bit though," she continued, "we might get lucky again this afternoon." Jane smiled. 

Just then, Mr. Parker and Miss Henry returned and called the group to order. The friends pretended to listen closely as teachers explained the afternoon's itinerary. Jane was tired and hungry. All she'd had since breakfast was the one load of cum that Matt had shot into her mouth on the bus that morning and the mixture of cum and her own juices that she'd cleaned from his dick a few minutes earlier. She was greatly relieved when Miss Henry announced that it was time for lunch.



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 14



A loud cheer from the function suite drifted though to the busy lounge bar of The Royal Oak, making its presence felt above the buzz and chatter of the Friday night crowd. As a group of sharp suited office workers got up to leave, making a table in the corner available, four friends from St. Mary's Sixth Form College, dressed in their going out clothes and enjoying a night out, detached themselves from the milling crowd around the bar and installed themselves in the recently vacated seats. 

"Thank Christ for that!" exclaimed Sandra as she sank to her seat, "These shoes are killing me." As her friends laughed at her discomfort another cheer from the function suite penetrated the hubbub in the bar. 

"Wonder what's going on next door?" asked Shona, sitting back and taking another pull on her cigarette. 

"No idea," replied Jane with a shrug. "Why don't you ask Tony next time he comes over to ogle us while pretending he's only here to empty the ashtray?" 

"You've never complained about him before, Jane" added Amanda, "Quite the reverse in fact, If I remember rightly," she added with a sly wink. "Just where were you, exactly, when he disappeared for ages last Friday when he was allegedly changing the barrels?" 

Jane blushed slightly as her three friends laughed at her. "Still, I'll bet she got a free drink out of it, at least," added Sandra, "I've never known Jane to turn down a rich, creamy head." 

Jane slapped Sandra playfully on the shoulder. "Oh fuck off the lot of you," she said with false indignation, "There isn't one of you who haven't done something similar at some point." 

"That's true," agreed Amanda, "It's just that some of us have better taste, that's all." 

"Yeah, yeah, OK," Jane responded with a pout. "I'm going to the bar. Same again?" The friends nodded their agreement and continued chatting while Jane went to get their drinks, the sway of her hips as she walked attracting admiring glances from a number of men in the crowd. 

"So has everyone decided what they're wearing to the end of school party?" asked Sandra when Jane returned to the table. 

"Yup," replied Jane smugly, "but I'm not telling." 

"Almost," said Shona, "but I'm having trouble with my underwear." 

"Never thought I'd hear you say that!" said Amanda with a smile. 

Shona ignored her. "I've got it down to three options," she said. "Option one is the matching black plunge bra, thong and suspender set that Craig bought me for Valentine's day and option two is the skimpy white lacy bra and the matching quick release knickers with the tie ups at the side." 

"What's option three?" asked Sandra. 

"There isn't an option three." replied Shona with a perfectly straight face. 

"I'm not sure I understand," said Sandra, "I thought you said..." 

Jane cut her off. "So which is it going to be?" 

Shona winked. "I quite fancy the idea of option three." 

Sandra looked puzzled. "But I thought... Oh! Now I'm with you," she said, smiling as realisation slowly dawned on her. 

The four friends laughed. Shona and Amanda lit cigarettes as they chatted and sipped their drinks. "Look out," said Sandra, presently, "Tony's on his way over to stare down the fronts of our tops again." 

Greeted with the girls laughter, Tony smiled. "Oh the joys of being so popular," he said with a shrug. "What're you girls up to tonight?" 

"We're celebrating," replied Jane. "It's Amanda's birthday. We're getting her pissed, legally, for the first time." 

"Congratulations," replied Tony in his smoothly polished manner. "And do I get to give the birthday girl a kiss?" he asked. 

"Only if you want to kiss my arse," replied Amanda, smiling sweetly to take the sting out of her words. Before Tony could respond they were interrupted by a loud cheer coming from the function suite. 

"What's going on in there?" asked Jane. 

"That's the crowd from Castle Rock Rugby Club," replied Tony. "They're celebrating being promoted to the first division for the first time in the club's history. They've been at it since just after five o' clock." 

"Ohhhh," said Jane, giving her friends a knowing smile. Turning her attention back to Tony she gave him a wicked grin. "Just to save you from straining your neck any further, I think you'll find that Shona actually has the biggest tits," she said batting her long eyelashes at him and giving him a falsely sweet smile, "although I'll admit that there isn't really that much between Sandra, Shona and me," she added as he turned and stormed away. Behind Tony's retreating back, Jane held her thumb and forefinger fractionally apart in front of her friends. "He's all talk and no action, that one," she said, "I've no idea what took him so long last Friday, it was all over so quickly I didn't even have time to fake one!" she added bitterly. 

"So have we decided where we're going next?" asked Sandra. 

"Why don't we let Amanda decide?" replied Shona, "It is her night after all." 

"I'm not really fussed," replied Amanda, "Anywhere except 'The Ark'," she said, "I absolutely detest that place." 

"It's a dive," agreed Sandra, "but the drink is cheap." 

"I don't know about you three," said Jane as the sound of loud rhythmic chanting penetrated from the function suite, "But I'm quite keen to see what's going on next door." 

"That's an idea," agreed Sandra, "some of those Castle Rock guys are quite dishy." 

"And just what would Martin say if he knew you thought that?" enquired Amanda. 

"Dunno," replied Sandra with a diffident shrug, "we'll just have to make sure he doesn't find out, won't we?" 

"I'm going to sneak a quick look," said Jane, rising from her seat. 

"What I want to know," began Amanda as Jane disappeared into the crowd, "is how your boyfriends put up with you?" 

"You're hardly an angel yourself Miss Ross!" exclaimed Sandra. 

"Yeah," replied Shona, "Just who is it who gets dressed up in her maths teacher's daughter's clothes while he fucks her?" she asked. 

"I never claimed to be an angel," replied Amanda," and I won't deny I enjoy sex every bit as much as the rest of you. The difference is I don't have a steady boyfriend." 

"It's always handy to have a steady supply of cock to fall back on when there's nothing else available," responded Sandra with a shrug, "and besides, what Martin doesn't know doesn't hurt him, right Shona?" 

"Absolutely," agreed Shona. "I mean, Craig's the best shag I've ever had but it's nice to have variety!" 

Amanda laughed. "OK, you win," she said. "Well...?" she enquired as Jane returned. 

"Just as I thought," replied Jane, "a group of guys all out for a good time." There was a malicious twinkle in her eye as she spoke. 

"Go on," urged Shona, "There's something else, isn't there?" 

"Just that they had a stripper who was finishing her act as I peaked through the door. I wouldn't swear to it," she continued, "but I'm almost certain the stripper was one of the Baker twins." 

"You're kidding!" exclaimed Sandra and Amanda in unison. 

"No I'm not," replied Jane. "I only caught the briefest of glances but I'm 99% certain." 

"Well if it was," began Shona, "it was almost certainly Avril. She's done that sort of thing before, remember? Audrey would never do that. Avril tries to play the part but Audrey really is a goody-goody." 

"That's true," agreed Amanda. "Remember the time when Avril got stoned at Mark Tucker's party." 

"I remember Sandra telling me about it, I wasn't there," said Shona. "Didn't you say someone caught it on video?" she asked. 

"That, I would have loved to have seen," said Amanda. "I wonder if Miss Carlisle knows that her favourite has a secret double life?" she added wickedly. 

"So are we going to gatecrash their do or not?" asked Jane. 

"Yeah, why not?" agreed Sandra. 

"Might as well," said Shona, grinning widely. 

"Oh, all right then," said Amanda with a resigned laugh as she got to her feet. 

"OK then," said Jane, "let's go." The four friends left their seats and made their way through the crowd to the door of the function suite. 

Jane slowly opened the door and crept inside. She beckoned her friends to follow her. Shona was the last to enter the room, closing the door silently behind her. Keeping to the shadows at the back of the room, the friends watched as, on the impromptu stage at the front of the hall, a girl proceeded to entertain the men with her striptease act. 

"Well that's not Avril or Audrey, that's for sure," said Shona, straining to make herself heard over the cheers and catcalls. 

"They obviously booked more than one stripper," Jane replied nodding in agreement. 

"Well, this one doesn't do much for me," Shona responded, "She's flat chested and can't dance to save herself. Any one of us could do better," she added critically. 

"Hmmmm, now there's an idea," replied Jane with a wicked grin. 

"You're not really serious are you?" asked Sandra. 

"So... What have we here?" interrupted a male voice before Jane could reply to her friend's query. "Didn't realise we had another act to come," the man continued. "Do you each do your own routine or are you all part of the same act?" 

"We're a group," replied Jane before any of her friends could protest. 

"Well, well," remarked the man, "Just like Bill to book a surprise for us without telling. You'd better follow me so you can get ready. I'm Ted, by the way." 

"Hi Ted, this is Shona, Amanda and Sandra and I'm Jane," replied Jane, nodding to each of her friends in turn, "Lead the way," she said with obvious relish. 

"Are you mad?" asked Sandra as they followed Ted to behind a curtained off area at the side of the stage. 

"No," replied Jane, "not really. We either do it of our own accord or we get forced. Do you think this lot would let us go without doing a turn? Why else would a woman be in a place like this? Besides, if you didn't think something like this could happen, why did you follow me?" 

"That's true, I guess," agreed Sandra. 

"Not only that," Jane continued, "I've seen the way you dance. What we'll be doing is much the same as what we'd be doing if we went to a club, only a little more blatant." 

"A little more blatant!" exclaimed Sandra, "How much more blatant than taking your clothes off for a group of strange men can you get?" 

Shona smiled putting a consoling hand on her friend's shoulder. "It'll be fun," she said, "trust me. It's almost like that photo session we did," she added to Jane. 

"Mmmmm," agreed Jane, "I was thinking along those lines myself. That was quite an evening wasn't it?" 

"Mmmmm, yes," agreed Shona, smiling as she remembered the events of that night. 

"Well, I've stripped for Mr. Reid a few times," admitted Amanda, "and even let him film us fucking, I guess this can't be much different." 

"Have you girls got your costumes and music?" asked Ted, sticking his head around the edge of the curtain. 

"No," replied Jane boldly, "We were just told to turn up and everything would be taken care of," she lied. 

"Ah," replied Ted, "well we've not got anything here," he said with a shrug. 

"Never mind," replied Shona, brightly, "we'll manage with what we're wearing now." 

"Fine," said Ted. "What about music?" 

"Just get them to put on some dance stuff," said Amanda, entering fully into the spirit of things, "something that sounds sexy. We'll manage." 

"OK," replied Ted. "The other girl's almost finished, you'll be on in a couple of minutes. Look forward to seeing you all out there." 

"I bet he does, the dirty old letch," said Sandra. 

Jane laughed. "Well, at least Amanda's going to have a birthday to remember," said Shona. "If we do a good enough job out there, we might be able to convince them to get her a celebratory drink, or something." 

"That 'or something' sounds faintly promising," said Amanda, a dreamy smile on her face. 

"He didn't really look all that old to me," remarked Jane. "Looked like he'd have plenty of stamina too..." 

Before anyone could say anything else the four friends were interrupted as a girl, clutching an armful of discarded clothes pushed her way past the curtain. "Hi girls," she said with a friendly smile, "you must be the surprise special act. I'm Chrissy." 

"Hi Chrissy," replied Jane, "loved your routine," she lied. 

"Really?" replied Chrissy. "Well thank you. I've only done this a couple of times before. I'm not nearly as good as Avril, the girl that was on before me, but she's been doing this for ages." 

"I'm sure she has," commented Sandra, giving her friends a knowing wink." 

"Right girls, you're on next," said Ted, sticking his head round the curtain. "I'm just about to announce you. Great show Chrissy, you and Avril certainly got the lads worked up." He handed her an ice bucket stuffed full of bank notes. "Just like we did for Avril, we did a whip round while you were on stage, this is the lads way of showing their appreciation. I just hope they've got enough money left to do the same for your friends here," he added as he ducked back out onto the stage. 

"Good luck, girls," said Chrissy as the friends stood waiting for their call. "They're a nice enough bunch out there but they're pretty rowdy. Just typical rugby players, I guess," she said. 

"Thanks, Chrissy," said Shona as Jane pulled the curtain back, ready to make an entrance. "Just follow Jane's and my lead," she said to Amanda and Sandra as a thrill of anticipation ran up her spine. 

Microphone in hand, Ted walked to the front of the stage. "OK lads," he said, "the fun's not quite over. Our final act for the night is something special, a troupe of four lovely young ladies." The announcement was met with a barrage of catcalls, cheers and whistles. "I know your going enjoy their show so, in true Castle Rock tradition, get your dicks out..." Ted turned to look at Jane and winked. "Just kidding," he said then turned his attention back to the group of men crowding around the stage. "Let's show our appreciation for Jane, Shona, Sandra and Amanda!" 

The men began to clap and cheer. One by one, the four friends mounted the stage to be confronted with a barrage of wolf whistles, cheers and suggestive remarks. Jane and Shona confidently took their places at the front of the stage. Shona flashed her blonde friend a quick smile and quickly adopted one of the poses she remembered from the photo shoot. Smiling, Jane mirrored Shona's pose. Amanda took up position slightly behind and to the left of Jane. Sandra moved to a similar position on Shona's right. 

The music started. Amid loud cheers from their audience, Shona and Jane turned and kissed each other passionately, their bodies moving to the beat as they let their hands explore each other's bodies. Sandra and Amanda waited, grinding their hips in time to the music as Jane and Shona's kiss grew increasingly passionate. 

Suddenly, Jane and Shona broke their embrace and spun away from each other. Shona caught Sandra and began to kiss her. Jane did the same with Amanda. 

There were cheers from the crowd as Amanda pushed the straps of Jane's dress down off her shoulders, revealing her large firm breasts, confined by the skimpiest black lace bra. Amanda buried her face in Jane's cleavage, kissing and licking her firm globes as Jane's hands caressed her body. 

Shona eased Sandra out of her dress. The audience whistled their appreciation as Sandra stood there in her white plunge bra with matching thong and her high heels. Shona made a show of exploring every inch of her friend's exposed skin with her mouth and hands. 

"I'm enjoying this," Amanda purred to Jane as Jane helped her out of her skirt. 

"Me too," mouthed Jane as she knelt in front of her friend. She leaned forward and ran her tongue up the inside of Amanda's thighs. 

Shona stepped out of her dress as Sandra ran her hands all over her. "You seem to be getting into the spirit of this," she said. Sandra smiled and kissed her friend. Shona felt herself grow wetter, the cheers and whistles of the audience only adding to her mounting arousal. 

Amanda left Jane and strode confidently over to Sandra and Shona. As her two friends shared a passionate kiss, Amanda tapped Sandra on the shoulder. When Sandra looked up, Amanda jerked her thumb in the direction of Jane, who stood grinding her hips and running her hands over her body, clearly enjoying the attention of the crowd. Sandra nodded and walked over to Jane. Standing behind her friend she began to kiss and nibble Jane's Neck and shoulders, her hands reaching round to play with Jane's breasts. 

"Fuck, I'm so randy," Amanda said to Shona as she ran her hand up the inside of her friend's thigh. 

"Mmmmm, me too," replied Shona as Amanda leaned forward to kiss her breasts. Shona ran her fingers through her friend's short brown hair, pulling her even more firmly against her breast. 

The music changed with the four girls dressed only in their underwear. Jane and Shona in black, Sandra in white and Amanda in red. The audience screamed and whistled their appreciation as the four St. Mary's schoolgirls drove them wild with their show. Always dancing in pairs, the changed partners over and over again. The blondes, Jane and Sandra and the brunettes, Shona and Amanda, merging and contrasting as they took turns kissing, caressing and dancing with each other. 

The girls changed partners again and Amanda found herself with Jane. Their bodies pressed firmly together as they kissed and gyrated sensuously to the music. As Jane continued to bump and grind, working her way down Amanda's front, she began to pull on the straps of her friend's bra. Amanda reached behind her back to unhook the clasp. Jane stood up, shielding her from view as Amanda's bra fell to the floor. With her back to the audience, Amanda let Jane spin her round. When she faced the men in the crowd, her friend's hands were on her breasts, rubbing them gently, obscuring them from the men's' view. 

Shona leaned back as Sandra's hands cupped her breasts. The straps of her bra still hung at her side a Sandra leaned over to take Shona's nipple into her mouth. As she sucked on her friend's breasts, Sandra ground her pussy against Shona's leg, feeling the friction of her wet knickers rub against her clit. She spun Shona round. Shona leaned forward, supporting herself with her hands on the floor, her breasts swinging below her. Sandra released the clasp of her friend's bra, letting it fall to the floor then, kneeling behind her, she began to run her tongue up the inside of Shona's thighs. 

Amanda and Jane were down to their knickers. Amanda lay on her back on the floor, her head leaning over the edge of the stage as she squeezed her breasts with her hands, Jane kneeling between her legs. As she looked out at the audience Amanda was amused to see that some of the men had their cocks out and were stroking them as they watched her and her friends. 

Amanda felt Jane tugging at her knickers. Arching her back, she raised her bum off the floor, allowing her friend to remove them. "Oooohhhh yessssss!" she moaned, closing her eyes as Jane lowered her face to Amanda's pussy and worked her tongue into its folds. 

Shona stood, bent over, facing away from the audience, her bum in the air. Sandra sat between Shona's legs, fingering her friend's wet cunt as their section of the crowd screamed and whistled their appreciation. Leaning forward, her tongue replaced her fingers, darting in and out of Shona's tunnel, causing her friend to writhe with pleasure. 

The cheering from the crowd rose in volume heightening the girls' arousal. As Jane's tongue beat against her clit, Amanda reached out over the edge of the stage to stroke the cock of the nearest man. Her body writhed as Jane pumped two fingers into her cunt and another into her arse as her tongue lashed Amanda's clit. Stroking the man's cock with one hand, Amanda teased her breasts with the other, feeling the first stirrings of the orgasm pulse within her. 




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Unable to support herself any more, Shona lay down on the stage, her legs spread wide, revealing her dripping cunt to the men in the audience. Sandra hovered over her, leaning forward to lick and suck on her clit as she drove her fingers into Shona's pussy. Delirious with arousal, Shona began to play with her breasts, pushing them together and squeezing the nipples between her fingers. The wet gusset of Sandra's thong brushed against her nose and Shona instinctively poked out her tongue, slipping it under the thin strip of material to tease her friend's lower lips. 

Amanda's climax exploded within her. Moaning loudly, her body writhed on the floor as Jane sucked Amanda's clit between her lips and flicked her tongue over its throbbing tip. Amanda's hips bucked wildly as her climax consumed her. Her head thrashed from side to side and she instinctively tightened her grip on the cock she held in her hand. The contractions in her pussy and womb were so intense that she only became aware of the fact that Jane was no longer eating her pussy when she felt her friend's lips press against her own. Amanda opened her eyes and felt herself sink into her friend's gaze. "Happy birthday!" Jane mouthed silently. 

Jane helped Amanda sit up then stood back. Amanda crawled towards her. Kneeling before her friend, Amanda began to run her tongue up the inside of Jane's thighs. Jane ran her fingers through her friend's hair as she felt Amanda's fingers tug at the elasticated waist of her knickers. The wet material clung to her mound as Amanda slowly pulled them down. The men in the audience howled as they caught their first glimpse of Jane's smooth, hairless pussy. Jane began to play with her breasts, murmuring dreamily to herself as Amanda's tongue brushed over her enflamed labia. 

As Shona came, Sandra stood up. Stepping back, she slipped out of her knickers, revealing the closely trimmed patch of soft light curls that proved that she was a natural blonde. Shona still lay on the floor, her legs spread wide as she lightly teased her exposed, intimate area with her fingers. Sandra stepped forward, one foot on either side of Shona's head. Squatting down, she slowly lowered her pussy onto her friend's mouth. "Yesssss!" she purred as she felt Shona's tongue slip between her wet lower lips and begin to lick gently along her slit. 

Reaching forward to steady herself, Sandra's hands closed on Shona's large, firm breasts. She squeezed them gently, teasing her friend's stiff nipples with her fingers as Shona's tongue darted in and out of her cunt. 

Shona came again. Spreading her lips with her fingers, she gave the men in the audience a clear view of her cunt as her juices flowed out, trickling down the crack of her arse to pool on the floor below her. 

Jane turned round and told Amanda to lie down. Facing away from the audience, she lowered herself down onto Amanda's face. Amanda leached down between her legs to finger her pussy as poked her tongue into Jane's warm, wet hole. The audience could see both girls' pussies. Amanda's with her fingers pumping in and out and twisting inside it and Jane's, smooth and glistening, her friend's tongue exploring every crevice. 

As Shona's climax subsided, Sandra removed her hands from her friend's breasts and supported herself on Shona's thighs. Almost at once, Shona reached up to tease Sandra's breasts as she worked her tongue rapidly over her clit. Sandra ground her pussy against Shona's mouth, savouring the friction of Shona's tongue against her clit. 

With Sandra's juices coating her face, Shona fastened her lips on her friend's clit. Humming softly as she sucked the throbbing bulb into her mouth, Shona teased its tip with the flat of the tongue. "Oooooohhhhh fffuuuccckkkk!!!" cried Sandra, grinding herself even more firmly against Shona's hungry mouth, feeling the pressure mount within her body. 

Amanda feasted on Jane's pussy feeling the tremors of her impending climax begin to shake her friend's body. Removing her fingers from her cunt, Amanda reached up to play with Jane's breasts. Jane grabbed Amanda's hand and sucked her friend's juice coated fingers into her mouth, murmuring softly as she savoured the rich flavour of Amanda's essence. The taste of Amanda's juices heightened Jane's arousal and she felt her body stiffen as the first contractions of her orgasm began to ripple through her pussy and womb. 

Moaning loudly as Shona and Amanda ate their cunts, Sandra and Jane came together, their hips bucking wildly, grinding their pussies against their friends' mouths. The men in the audience yelled and whistled their encouragement as the two St. Mary's girls surrendered themselves to their pleasure. 

Flushed with exhilaration and with a dreamy smile of contentment, Sandra pulled herself away from Shona's mouth. After taking a few seconds to regain her composure, she reached out her hand and helped Shona to her feet. They were followed a few seconds later by Jane and Amanda. The girls stood, hand in hand, basking in the afterglow of their performance and the thunderous applause and raucous cheers of the audience. As one, the girls bowed to their admirers. Standing in the middle, Jane and Shona exchanged a quick kiss then the four friends turned their backs on the audience and, with their legs apart, bowed again. As the girls wriggled their backsides provocatively in the air the men were treated to another glimpse of the four friends' pussies, their lips enflamed and glistening with their juices. 

As the girls turned round to face the audience again, Ted mounted the steps leading to the stage and made his way over to join them. "Fantastic, girls!" he said enthusiastically, eyeing the glistening naked bodies of the four young women appreciatively, "Absolutely fan-fucking-tastic!" He turned his attention to the audience. "Whaddya say, lads?" he asked. "Let's have a big hand for the girls!" 

Once again, the men went wild, clapping, cheering, whistling and stamping their feet. Turning to Ted, Jane leaned close to make herself heard. "I'm burning up," she said, making a show of wiping her brow, "could you get me a glass of water?" she asked. Ted nodded and handed her his microphone. When he returned with her drink, the audience's ovation was still in full flow. Without returning Ted's microphone, Jane accepted the glass from him and took a long drink from the glass, artfully letting some of the water dribble down her chin and neck to trickle between her breasts. 

Still immensely aroused, Jane wiped her mouth, playfully sucking on her fingers then raised the microphone. "Hi, boys," she purred seductively, "did you enjoy our show?" 

A roar of "YES!!!!" rose from the audience. 

Jane smiled wickedly. "You'll have to do better than that," she said coyly. "I said, did you enjoy our show?" 

The noise from the audience was almost deafening as the men bellowed "YES! YES! YES!!!!" at the top of their voices. 

"That's good," continued Jane. "Since you enjoyed it so much, I want you to help us with something." There was an expectant silence as Jane paused. "Don't you want to know what I want you to do?" she asked in a playful, little girl voice. Once again the men roared their affirmative response. 

"Well..." began Jane, It's like this. My friends and I aren't just here to entertain you tonight, we're celebrating as well." 

"What's the celebration?" called out one of the men. 

"I'll tell you," said Jane, walking slowly over to Amanda and putting one arm around her friend's shoulder. "It's Amanda's birthday," Jane continued, "She's 18 today." The men cheered loudly then burst into a loud and slightly off key rendition of 'Happy Birthday'. When the singing died down, Jane went on. "Being 18," she said, "Amanda is now allowed to drink." She held up the glass she was holding and gave one of the men a playful wink. "After a performance like that, I'm sure Amanda is going to be very thirsty." Jane nodded to one of the men who was sporting an impressive erection and smiled. "Unfortunately, this glass is empty," she said with a pout, turning the glass upside-down as she held it aloft to emphasise her words. "I want you all to club together and give Amanda a special birthday drink," she said, winking naughtily and using an appropriate wrist movement to illustrate her meaning. "Do you think you guys could fill this?" she asked. 

Once again the response was deafening. As the men shouted and cheered Jane lowered herself off the stage, onto the floor. "I'm sure my friends will be more than happy to help you try," Jane said sweetly, "won't you, girls?" she asked, turning to her friends and beckoning them to join her. As Shona, Sandra and Amanda made their way round to join Jane, Jane glanced up at Ted and winked. "Care to join us, Ted?" she asked then tossed him his microphone. Grinning, Ted deftly plucked the microphone from the air then turned and headed towards the steps at the side of the stage. 

Ted returned a few moments later, carrying three more glasses. "I thought it might be easier if each of you girl's had your own glass. I also thought it might be an idea if someone locked the door." he said, smiling broadly. 

Jane smiled back. "Thanks, Ted," she said. "I hadn't thought of that," she admitted. She conducted a quick head count. Including Ted, there were twenty men in the room. Jane looked over at Shona and winked. Shona blew her a kiss in return. Jane knew that her best friend was enjoying herself every bit as much as she, herself, was. 

The four friends spaced themselves out in front of the stage. The men divided themselves between the girls and each quickly found themselves the centre of attention of five men. 

Shona knelt down and found herself on eye level with five fully engorged cocks. She appraised them quickly and settled on the largest. She smiled briefly up at its owner then took it into her mouth. 

Jane watched briefly as her friends set to their tasks before getting down to business herself. Starting with the man on the left of her group, she took his cock into her mouth and sucked hard. He groaned as Jane worked her lips along his shaft. She bobbed her head back and forth a few times before moving on to the next man in line, repeating this process with each of the five men in turn. 

Sucking hard on a particularly thick cock, Sandra took another in each hand and began to stroke them. As she expertly worked the three cocks, the other two men knelt down and began to suck and lick her breasts. In her heightened state of arousal, Sandra longed to feel one of the cocks in her cunt but restrained herself, content in the knowledge that she certain to get well and truly fucked before she left the room. 

Amanda flicked her tongue over Ted's knob, his rich pre-cum already oozing from the slit at its tip. His heavy breathing announced that he was already close to the point of no return. "Better get the glass ready, birthday girl," he announced hoarsely. Reluctantly, Amanda let his cock slip from between her lips. Holding the glass over the end of his cock, she wrapped her fingers around his shaft and began to wank him rapidly. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh... Ohhhh!" he moaned as his cock exploded sending jet after jet of thick, sticky cum into the glass. When the flow of his eruption subsided to a trickle, Amanda took Ted's cock into her mouth once more and sucked the last drops of cum from his flagging member. 

Having sucked Ted's cock dry, Amanda licked her lips and looked up at the remaining four men in her group. "Right then, who's next?" she asked, smiling broadly. 

Having helped the first man empty his load into her glass, Shona turned her attention to the next largest cock in her group. Her senses were still filled with the rich taste of the last few drops of the first man's load as she took the second cock into her mouth. In front of her, the remaining three men stroked their cocks furiously as they waited their turn. 

Jane worked her way back and forth along the line of cocks in front of her face, sucking, licking and stroking each one in turn. Two of her men were close to boiling point so she decided to concentrate her attention on them. As she wrapped her lips around the cock of the first, taking him deep into her mouth, she worked her fingers up and down the other man's shaft, driving each of them inexorably closer to the point where they could take no more. The other men egged them on. "Fuck her mouth! Fuck her mouth!" the chanted as Jane feasted alternately on the two pricks. 

The first of the men almost came in her mouth. Jane was only just able to release him in time and lift the glass to his cock as his cum began to shoot from its slit. She sighed, wishing that she had been able to take his load into her mouth, letting it pool on her tongue and savouring the rich, salty taste before swallowing it down. 

Sucking hard on the second cock, while the first emptied its load into the glass, Jane reached down between her legs to play with her clit. She felt the knob in her mouth begin to swell, pre-cum flowing copiously from its slit. Feeling the telltale tremors of his impending release, Jane slipped his cock from her mouth and aimed it into the glass. As he disgorged his load another man took his place, forcing his cock deep into Jane's eager mouth. 

With three thick loads of cum already in her glass, Sandra focussed her attention on her last two men. They groaned as she took each of their cocks into her mouth, sucking hard on one and bobbing her head rapidly back and forth while stroking the other before changing over. 

Shona was down to her last cock. Having quickly relieved the first four men of their loads she settled down to make the most of the last of her men. Fingering her pussy and teasing her clit as she sucked his rod deep into her mouth, Shona felt the first stirrings of an orgasm build inside her. The sensations grew stronger as she felt someone reach round from behind her to play with her breasts. As her climax approached she sucked harder and harder, ignoring her aching jaw as the sensations drove her on.. She felt a fingertip press against her arsehole and she started to lose control. 

Her hips bucked wildly as she came. Lost in the enveloping sensations of her climax, Shona sucked harder still on the cock between her lips, oblivious to the tortured groans from its owner. She felt faintly disappointed as he pulled his throbbing organ from her mouth. As her climax washed over her, she heard him say, "pass me the glass! Quick, somebody, pass me the glass!" Lost in her own private ecstasy, Shona didn't even notice as he emptied his load. 

With cum dribbling down her chin, Amanda smiled up at her final man. Having watched three men cum into her glass and despite knowing that she'd soon be swallowing more cum than she'd ever done before at one time, she hadn't been able to stop herself as the fourth cock had disgorged its load into her waiting mouth. Ever since she had taken the first of her five pricks between her lips she'd hungered to taste a rich load of salty cum as it pooled on her tongue. Gripping his buttocks with her fingers, she'd forced the man to fuck her mouth, revelling in every surging thrust of his cock as it slipped between her lips. Now, as she sucked on her fifth and final cock, she fingered her pussy as she thought about what was shortly to come. 

Jane studied the glass in her hand, longing to taste its creamy contents. He contemplation was interrupted by Sandra, who kissed her lightly on the cheek. "Here's my contribution," she said with a smile as she tipped her glass up and watched its contents slowly trickle into Jane's glass. They were soon joined by Shona who puffed absently on a cigarette as she added what was in her glass to that of her friends. 

They walked over to where Amanda knelt, her face a blur as her head bobbed back and forth. "I don't know about you," Shona said to Jane as they witnessed the man shoot his load into the waiting glass, "but my mouth isn't half sore," she complained ruefully. "Never have I sucked so hard for so little gain." 

Jane kissed her friend; a lingeringly passionate kiss. "Me too," she admitted with a small shrug then smiled. "Never mind," she said brightly, "I've a feeling that this evening's far from over." 

Sandra took the glass from Jane's hand. "Time to give the birthday girl her drink, I think," she said with a mischievous grin. With Jane and Shona following closely behind, she made her way over to Amanda. Bending down to pick up Amanda's glass, Sandra smiled as she noticed the streaks of cum on her friend's chin. "You cheated!" she accused. 

Amanda stuck her tongue out. "So?" she said indignantly, "It is my birthday after all!" As her friends laughed at her defiant tone, Amanda looked around, expectation written on her face. "I'm dying for a fag," she said plaintively, rubbing her aching jaw. Accepting a cigarette from one of the men, she lit up quickly, drawing the smoke deep into her lungs, watching intently as Sandra tipped the contents of Amanda's glass into the other. 

Ted walked up to Amanda. "Birthday kiss?" he asked before planting his lips on hers. He was followed by each of the men in turn. After the last man had taken his turn, Shona took his place. "Happy birthday, Amanda" she said softly before giving her a lingeringly passionate kiss that set Amanda's heart pounding with renewed desire. Jane was next. Amanda melted into her friend's embrace, drowning in Jane's deep blue eyes as her friend's tongue danced in her mouth. 

Amanda felt her arousal climb higher as Jane's fingers ran lightly over her breasts, teasing her rapidly stiffening nipples. Her pussy ached as the fire of her passion spread through her body. 

On the brink of orgasm, Amanda moaned in frustration as Jane moved away. Her moans turned to sighs of contentment as Sandra quickly took Jane's place. Sandra and Amanda's lips pressed firmly together. Amanda felt Sandra's large firm breasts squash against her own smaller, but equally firm globes. As Sandra slipped her fingers into her friend's cunt, Amanda threw back her head and, with her body shuddering, let out a long "Yeeeeessssssss!!!!!!" of pleasure as her climax gripped her. 

Sandra moved away slightly, allowing her friend time to recover. Her face still flushed, Amanda's breathing slowly returned to normal. Smiling, Jane and Shona made their way over to join Sandra. 

The three friends stood before Amanda. Sandra raised her hand, holding the glass, almost half filled with cum, aloft. "Happy birthday, Amanda," Sandra said with a smile. "Happy birthday, Amanda!" echoed Shona and Jane in unison as Sandra passed the glass to Amanda. 

Smiling, Amanda began to lift the glass to her lips. "Hold on a minute!" announced Ted as he pushed his way to the front of the group, a large bottle under his arm. He was joined by two of the other men, each carrying a tray of glasses. "Can't have a birthday without some Champagne," he said. There was a loud pop as he released the cork and began filling the glasses on the trays. Shona, Jane and Sandra served as waitresses, distributing the glasses to the rest of the men before taking a glass for themselves. 

"Give me your glass, Amanda," Ted said, "Let's top that off for you." Amanda watched, entranced, as the Champagne and the cum mixed in the glass. With a stirrer he'd brought from the bar, Ted mixed Amanda's Champagne and cum cocktail until it nearly frothed over the top of the glass. He handed the glass back to Amanda. "There you go, lass," he said, "that should go down more easily now." As Amanda took the glass from his hand, Ted turned to address the audience. He cleared his throat then raised his glass. "Ladies and Gentlemen," he said with a perfectly straight face, "I give you Amanda!" Then, raising his glass to his mouth, he downed his drink in one go. 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 14



"Amanda!" the crowd echoed then following Ted's lead, emptied their glasses. 

Amanda looked at her glass speculatively then licked her lips. Someone in the audience started clapping, a slow, rhythmic beat that slowly grew in intensity. The volume increased as the other members of the audience joined in. Amanda took a final pull on her cigarette then exhaled, blowing rings of smoke in the direction of the audience. She slowly raised the glass. "Down it! Down it!" she heard the audience roar as she lifted the glass to her lips and tilted her head back. Amanda swallowed rapidly as the mixture of Champagne and cum trickled into her mouth. 

Savouring every mouthful, Amanda quickly drained her glass. Licking her lips, Amanda was almost deafened by the cheer as she raised her glass aloft, holding it upside-down to show that she hadn't missed a drop. Her friends joined her, smothering her in kisses and hugging her tightly as she fingered herself to a small but intensely powerful orgasm. "I don't know about the rest of you," Amanda said to her friends as she regained her composure, "but what I need now is a good, long, hard fuck." 

"I'll second that," agreed Shona, emphatically. 

"I'd be willing to help you out there," said one of the men, standing behind Shona. "I'm Tom, by the way." 

Shona turned to face him. He was tall and powerfully built, good looking in an unkempt sort of way, with closely cropped, sandy blonde hair and ice-blue eyes. "Hi Tom," replied Shona, making a show of eyeing up his firm, athletic body, "I'm Shona." 

"Hi Shona," he replied. "Think you could make use of this?" he asked, releasing his erect cock from it's confinement. Shona stared at it, appraisingly, licking her lips. It was at least eight inches long, maybe nearer to nine, thick and heavily veined. "I'm sure I could," she replied, "but I think the birthday girl should get the first choice." 

Amanda smiled at her friend. She reached out to stroke Tom's thick cock. "Why thank you, Shona," she beamed, "I'm sure this'll do very nicely." 

As Tom led Amanda away, Shona was approached by another man. "I'm Frank," he said by way of introduction. "Since Tom is with your friend, perhaps I can help you?" 

Shona looked at him. He was as tall as Tom and just as well built, in his early thirties with dark brown hair and matching eyes. He had a rugged appearance and, while not as good looking as Tom had been, he wasn't ugly. The erection he sported was almost equally as impressive as Tom's had been. "OK," said Shona with a wicked wink that belied the innocent smile she gave him, "I guess you'll do for starters." 

Jane wasn't surprised when Ted approached her. His cock was long and slender and Jane devoured it with her eyes. Sandra found herself with Gary, the scrum-half, who at twenty, was the youngest member of the team. His youthful body was wiry and fit. His generously proportioned member stood out hard and proud. 

"Oh fuck!" Amanda cried as she lowered herself, her eyes screwed tightly shut, on to Tom's cock, feeling her pussy stretch around his thick shaft as she impaled herself on its length. "Oh, Tom!" she moaned softly, "your cock's just what I needed," she said as she began to work her cunt up and down along its length. She opened her eyes and was greeted with a short, fat cock twitching in front of her face. 

Amanda looked up. A stockily built man with a shaved head smiled down at her. "I'm Andy," said the man, "why don't you suck on this?" he asked, stabbing his cock towards her. Amanda opened her mouth, taking the head of his cock into the back of her throat. 

Lying on her back, Shona moaned loudly as Frank pinned her to the floor with powerful thrusts of his cock, his shaft filling her cunt. As he pounded in and out he was joined by two other men who knelt down, one on either side of Shona's head, their cocks positioned above her mouth. Shona reached up and took one cock in each hand. She worked her fingers up and down along their shafts as her tongue flicked over their engorged knobs. 

"Your pussy's tighter than I thought it would be," grunted Frank as he stabbed his tool into Shona. Shona, with her mouth full of cock flexed the walls of her cunt, tightening its grip on his shaft. 

Down on all fours, Jane pushed her hips back, meeting Ted's cock on the deepest point of its thrust, feeling its tip press against the head of her womb. The two men, whom Jane recognised as being the ones who had helped Ted with the glasses earlier knelt in front of her, taking it in turn to thrust their cocks between her lips and into her mouth as they reached forward to squeeze and caress her breasts. 

Jane rocked backwards and forwards as Ted drove his cock into her from behind. At the same time, she alternated between the two cocks in front of her, taking each one into her mouth, sucking hard as she slid her lips up and down its length. 

Sandra leaned forward, her breasts squashed against Gary's chest as she rocked her hips up and down, taking his young prick deep into her pussy, gripping it tightly with her walls. Gary thrust upwards, his hips surging forwards as he sank his cock into her. He groaned as she flexed her cunt against his shaft, enveloping his dick in its warm, wet softness. 

Feeling a tap on her shoulder, Sandra sat upright. "Oh fuck!" she cried as Gary's cock penetrated her even more deeply. A well built man in his late twenties stood next to them stroking his modestly proportioned member. "I'm Glen," he said, smiling at Sandra. She smiled back, thinking a little ruefully that it was a shame he didn't have a cock to match his otherwise powerful physique. 

"Guess you'd like me to suck that," Sandra said coyly as she slid up and down Gary's cock, savouring the feeling as it filled her. 

"I thought you'd never ask," laughed Glen, moving closer. 

Sandra opened her mouth and took the tip between her lips. Glen groaned as she worked her tongue over his knob. He grabbed her head, digging his fingers into soft, blonde hair and began to thrust, feeling his cock slide over her tongue as he pushed it deep into her mouth. 

"Hurry up Frank, we want a go too," said one of the men kneeling at Shona's head. 

Frank pulled his cock out of Shona's cunt then scratched his head. "Well," he said thoughtfully, "she does have three holes so I'm sure she could manage all of us, eh Shona?" 

"Just try me," said Shona as she turned over onto all fours. Looking up at the two men in front of her she said, "Well, one of you get underneath me then. 

The taller of the two wriggled under Shona. Reaching back between her legs, she grabbed his dick, positioning it against her entrance. "Oh fuck," he cried as Shona sank down, her cunt swallowing his cock with a single thrust of her hips. "Oh fuck, your cunt's hot." 

Settling herself on his dick, Shona looked back over her shoulder and smiled at Frank. "Your turn now," she said brightly. Frank gripped Shona's bum, spreading her cheeks wide. Positioning his knob against her puckered rear hole, he began to press forward. Shona moaned softly as the head of Frank's cock pushed past the resistance of her tight rear hole, sinking slowly, inch by inch into her back passage. Feeling the front of his thighs press firmly against the up-thrust cheeks of her bum, Shona smiled up at the man in front of her. "Ready when you are," she said, giving the man a mischievous wink. Shona licked her lips then opened her mouth. Seconds later she felt a thrill like a bolt of electricity run through her as his cock filled her last remaining hole. 

Frank and the man below her began to thrust, alternating their strokes, one pulling out as the other pushed in. The man below her squeezed her breasts with his strong hands as she sucked on the third man's prick. 

With a mixture of surprise and disappointment, Amanda felt Tom's cock erupt inside her pussy, flooding her tunnel with his cum. He pulled out, gesturing to Andy to take his place as his cum began to trickle out of her hole. "Ooooofff, mmmmm" purred Amanda as Andy grabbed her hips and sank his cock into her cum filled cunt. Tom stood in front of her, presenting his cock to her to lick clean. 

As Andy plunged in and out, Amanda savoured the mixture of cum and her own juices that she licked from Tom's cock. When the last drops of cum had been cleaned from his dick, Tom bade Amanda goodbye. Another man took his place. "I'm Jas," he said by way of introduction. Amanda's only reply was to take his cock deep into her mouth and suck as Andy stabbed his prick into her from behind. The force of his thrusts forced Amanda forward, forcing her to take the head of Jas' cock deep into the back of her throat. "Fuck!" he exclaimed, "That feels sooo good!" he sighed as he thrust his cock in and out between her lips. 

Sandra felt Glen's cock begin to twitch in her mouth. Copious amounts of pre-cum oozed from its slit. "Oh shit!" he moaned, "I can't hold on much longer." 

Sandra pushed him away and quickly slid of Gary's cock. "Don't worry," she said as she saw the disappointment on his face. "You can have my cunt back in a minute," she said reassuringly, "I just don't want Glen's load to go to waste." 

Turning round, Sandra thrust her arse high in the air. "Fuck me Glen!" she demanded. "Fuck me and fill me with your cum!" she added. Leaning forward, Sandra took Gary's cock into her mouth as Glen plunged into her cunt from behind. The taste of her juices on Gary's proud, young dick was intoxicating. 

Glen pumped hard from behind, his breath coming in gasps. Grabbing Sandra's hips he pulled her towards him as thrust his cock into her cunt. Flexing her walls, Sandra milked his shaft, feeling his cock begin to twitch and jerk inside her. "Oh, oh, oooohhhhhh!" Glen groaned as felt his balls tighten, sending the first jet of his eruption flooding into Sandra's pussy. 

Thrusting hard, Glen pumped his seed deep into Sandra. "Mmmmm," she purred from around Gary's prick as she felt her tunnel fill with Glen's hot, sticky cum. 

As Glen pulled out, Sandra let Gary's cock slip from between her lips. "OK," she said, "It's your turn again." Gary quickly moved behind Sandra. Grabbing her hips, he slid his prick into her. Her cunt, filled with Glen's cum, offered no resistance as Gary stabbed his cock into her. After a few thrusts he pulled out. Sandra felt him press the head of his cock against her arsehole. "Mmmmm, yesssss!" she purred as his cock slipped into her back passage. 

Sandra reached back to play with her clit as Gary worked his cock in and out of her arse. In only a matter of seconds, she felt a familiar tingling spread from her clit. "Oh Gary," she moaned as he body began to shake, "Fuck me! Fuck my arse!" 

Having fucked Sandra's cunt and mouth, the tightness of her arse, drove Gary to the brink. As Sandra came, he felt his balls tighten. Grabbing her hips and pulling her back towards him, Gary drove his cock deep into her back passage as it erupted. "Oh fuck, yessssss! Sandra cried as she felt Gary's cum flood into her bowels, his cock twitching violently in her arse. 

"Out of the way boys!" Ted moaned, "I want to shoot this down her throat. Jane suddenly felt a huge emptiness in her pussy as Ted pulled out. Almost at once, it was replace by one of the cocks she'd been sucking only moments before. 

Ted Stood before Jane, pumping his cock with his hand. "Get ready, lass," he groaned, "I'm going to blow!" Jane closed her eyes and opened her mouth in expectation. "Aaaaahhhhh!" Ted moaned as the first jet of cum shot from his dick into Jane's waiting mouth. Jane swallowed rapidly as Ted emptied his load into her mouth, the occasional jet missing and striking her on the face. 

With Ted's cum dribbling down her cheek, Jane moved forward and took his cock into her mouth. Wrapping her lips around his shaft, she skilfully sucked the last drops of cum from his cock, draining him of his seed. 

As Ted moved away, Jane became aware of the other man's cock pounding her cunt. She gripped the walls of her pussy around the invading shaft and was surprised when she heard a strangled gasp followed by a warm, stickiness filing her pussy. The man continued to thrust, pumping more and more of his hot fluid into Jane. Fingering her clit, Jane experienced a shuddering climax as he filled her with his seed. 

Andy added his load to that of Tom's. As he pulled out, cum bubbled out of Amanda's cunt. Jas pulled his cock out of Amanda's mouth. "Ready for another up there?" he asked. 

Amanda smiled. "My cunt's always ready for cock," she said. Laughing, Jas took his place behind Amanda as two more men approached her. They introduced themselves as Bill and Grant, offering their cocks to Amanda's mouth as Jas plunged into her from behind. 

Amanda licked each of the cocks in turn, coating each knob with a warm film of saliva. Jas stabbed his cock effortlessly into her from behind, the walls of Amanda's cunt made slick with their double coating of cum. 

Frank came with a groan, pumping his seed deep into Shona's bowels. Sucking hard on the cock in her mouth, Shona flexed the walls of her cunt around the prick buried in its warm wet depths. 

As Frank pulled his cock from Shona's arse, the man below her began to groan, his hips thrusting spasmodically, his cock twitching inside her tunnel. A moment later, Shona felt him release his load inside her, his warm, sticky cum flooding her pussy. She felt his prick soften and slip from her cunt. His cum began to trickle from her hole. 

Shona let the third man's cock slip from her mouth. "Your turn now," she said with a smile. As he took his place behind her she was approached by two more men. The taller of the two introduced himself as Ross. His companion was Barry. 

"Care for a repeat performance?" Barry asked. 

"Sure," replied Shona, "so long as your friend doesn't mind." 

"Dave won't mind, will you Dave?" laughed Barry. 

"Fuck, no!" replied Dave emphatically. 

Shona laughed. "OK then boys," she said coyly, "Pick your holes." 

Barry and Ross exchanged glances then turned to Dave. "You were here first," Ross said, "so you can choose first." 

Dave thought for a moment. "I'll take her arse," he said. "Just let me get lubed up first," he added, grabbing Shona's hips and driving his cock into her pussy. 

"Ooooohhhh!" moaned Shona as Dave stabbed his cock into her, coating his shaft with her juices. 

As Dave fucked her from behind, Ross tossed a coin. "Heads, I get her cunt," he said. 

"Sure," said Barry as Ross caught the coin and flipped it onto the back of his hand. 

"Shit," said Ross, "looks like I'll have to settle for her mouth." Laughing, Barry lay down on the ground. 

Dave pulled his cock from Shona's pussy. Shona crawled forward until her body was above Barry's. Barry held his cock in place as Shona lowered herself onto it, murmuring with contentment as it slipped slowly, inch by inch into her tunnel. Almost at once, she felt Dave press his knob against her rear opening. Her arsehole, already stretched by Frank's cock, accepted his tool as he slid easily into her back passage. Ross stood before her. Shona smiled up at him briefly before opening her mouth and taking the head of his cock between her lips. 

Sandra rocked her hips back and forth. The cock in her arse and the other in her cunt filled her as she moved. She sucked hard on the prick that fucked her mouth as she revelled in the feeling of being taken by three hard cocks at the same time. She hadn't even bothered to find out the names of the three men who'd replaced Gary and Glen. Her body still shaking from the onslaught of her earlier climax, she'd simply let the men position her as they chose, savouring the feelings as, one by one, the pushed their cocks into her wet and waiting holes. 

Sandra's head bobbed up and down as she sucked on the fat, heavily veined cock in her mouth. The two cocks, invading her from behind, pumped remorselessly in and out. 

"Of fuck, yes!" moaned Jane, "Fuck me! Fuck my arse!" The man behind her thrust his prick into her back passage, his balls slapping against her enflamed lower lips. Returning her attention to the cock in front of her face, Jane took the head between her lips and sucked it deep into her mouth. Reaching between her legs, Jane teased her clit and fingered her pussy. Bolts of electricity shot through her body. 

Pre-cum wept from the slit of the cock in her mouth. With her climax approaching, Jane savoured its rich, salty taste. The man behind her gasped. His cock, throbbing violently in the tight confines of Jane's arse, erupted. As his cum shot deep into her bowels, Jane's body tensed. Her climax ignited, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. She didn't hear the strangled groans coming from the owner of the prick in her mouth. 

Taken by surprise, Jane had to swallow hard as cum began to fill her mouth. Her body still shook as she forced herself to concentrate, not wanting to spill a single drop. 

Having sucked the last drops of cum from his flagging member, Jane sank to the floor. Lying on her back, her fingers pumping in and out of her cunt, her body writhed as she milked the maximum pleasure from her climax. "Need some help with that, Miss Jones?" came a familiar voice from beside her. Oblivious to the man's approach, Jane looked up to see Mr. Fitzgerald, the school sports instructor, standing over her. 

"Why, of course," Jane replied, smiling up at her teacher. "I hadn't realised that you were in the team. Did you enjoy our little show?" she asked coyly. 

"You fucking bet I did!" exclaimed Mr. Fitzgerald as he lowered himself on top of her. 

Jane closed her eyes, her body trembling in anticipation as she waited for Mr. Fitzgerald to enter her. Despite the pounding that her cunt had taken from Ted and the others, Jane knew that her teacher's cock would stretch her as it plunged into her already well fucked pussy. 

With one cock in her pussy, a second in her arse and a third in her mouth, Shona rocked her body back and forth as the men thrust their cocks into their respective holes. The tenseness of Dave's body transmitted itself to Shona through his cock as he ploughed it in and out of her arse. She was only vaguely aware of the hoarseness of his breathing as she lost herself in the sensations that overwhelmed her. 

"Oh fuck! I'm cumming!" yelled Dave, burying his cock in Shona's arse as he fired his seed into her bowels. Thrusting hard, he ground his dick in and out as unleashed jet after jet of cum into Shona's back passage. 

As Dave pulled out, Ross reluctantly pushed Shona away. "Time for a change!" he announced. Shona slipped off Barry's cock and staggered to her feet. She let herself be led to a nearby seat. 

Barry sat down on the seat and pulled Shona towards him. With her back towards Barry, Shona lowered herself onto his lap. "Yessss!!!!" she sighed as she slowly impaled her arse on his cock. Ross moved between Shona's outstretched legs, his knob pressing against the entrance of her pussy as Barry reached round from behind to play with her breasts. 

Moaning, as Jas pounded her cunt, Amanda sucked Grant's cock as she worked her fingers up and down Bill's shaft. The pace of Jas' thrusts was becoming increasingly frantic as his climax approached. His breathing deepened. Amanda felt his cock swell inside her. "Oh God! Oh fuck! Oooooohhhhhh!" he groaned as he came. "Mmmmmm," purred Amanda, her lips still clamped tightly around Grant's shaft as her pussy filled with cum for the third time. 

Without any hesitation Bill took Jas' place. His long, stiff cock was thicker than Jas' and Amanda marvelled briefly at how much Bill's cock stretched her as he sank it into her cum filled cunt. Thrusting in and out with a rapid series of strokes, Bill suddenly pulled out. "Get down on the floor and fuck her pussy while I give it to her up the arse," he said to Grant. 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 15



As the afternoon sun streamed in through the library window, Shona sucked thoughtfully on the end of her pen, lost in a pleasant daydream as she relived the evening of her friend, Amanda's birthday in her mind. 

With a contented sigh, Shona pushed the thoughts from her mind and started to concentrate on her studies once more. Her all important final exams were only a matter of days away and Shona, an able student despite her preference for extracurricular activities, knew exactly what she needed to do to get the grades she wanted. 

Concentrating hard on the textbook in front of her, she was oblivious to Craig's approach. "Hi, sexy," he said as he pulled back a chair and sat down across the table from her. 

Shona's face, her brow puckered in a frown of concentration, brightened. "Hi, Craig," she said. Looking quickly around to make sure no one was watching, she leaned across the desk to kiss her boyfriend. She sat back, stretching her cramped shoulders as Craig started to get his books from his bag. Craig smiled as Shona arched her back, her movements emphasising her large, firm breasts, straining the buttons on the front of her crisp, white school blouse. 

Returning to her studying once more, Shona absently twisted a strand of her long brown hair between her fingers. From time to time she would catch Craig's eye, her green eyes smouldering as she suggestively licked and sucked on the end of her pen, knowing the effect her actions were having on her boyfriend. 

Feeling increasingly naughty, Shona slipped off her shoes. Without glancing up from her book, she stretched out one leg, under the table, pressing her stocking clad foot against Craig's groin. "Oh fuck," he whispered softly as Shona wriggled her toes feeling his cock stiffen in response to his touch. 

"Prick teaser," Craig groaned quietly as his discomfort grew. 

"Who? Me?" asked Shona coyly, batting her long eyelashes and giving Craig a look of feigned innocence as she pressed her foot even more firmly against his crotch. 

"Yes you," Craig replied smiling, looking around quickly to see if anyone was watching them. 

Shona laughed quietly. "You don't mind do you? I can stop if you really want me too," she said. In response, Craig pulled his seat forward slightly, increasing the pressure of Shona's foot against his cock. 

Leaning back and pretending to read her book, Shona studied her boyfriend's face as Craig tried to pretend that nothing was happening. The firmness of his cock within his trousers, his deep breathing and deepening flush on his cheeks and forehead announced more clearly than words the effect she was having on him. 

After a few more minutes of teasing, Shona removed her foot from Craig's crotch. Slipping her shoes back on, she sat up and smiled. "I need to get another book from the shelf," she announced, pushing her chair back and standing up. 

"I'll come with you," said Craig in a slightly pained voice, surreptitiously adjusting himself as he stood up. Laughing, Shona led the way past the rows of shelves until she came to the section she wanted. 

Shona studied the shelves, looking for a particular book. Finding it at last on the second shelf down from the top, she reached up to get it. As Shona stretched for the book, Craig moved behind her. Taking a quick look around to make sure no one was looking he stepped forward, pressing his straining cock against her arse and reaching round to squeeze his girlfriend's breasts. 

"Mmmm," Shona purred, "Who's teasing now?" 

Craig nibbled her neck. "Just getting my own back," he said. "You don't mind do you?" 

"Nooooo," Shona sighed, "but you're making me wet." 

Craig smiled, feeling her nipples stiffen below her blouse. "I should hope so, too," he said softly into her ear before nuzzling her neck again. 

"Oh fuck, Craig," Shona moaned, "I want you inside me!" 

"Now?" asked Craig. 

"Yessssss," Shona sighed. 

"Here?" Craig asked, giving her breasts a squeeze. 

Shona pushed her hips back, grinding her arse against the bulge in Craig's trousers. "Right here, right now!" she moaned. 

As Shona leaned forward, Craig took another quick look around. Satisfied that no one was watching, he quickly unzipped his trousers and released his straining cock. Shona flipped up her short plaid skirt and Craig quickly pulled her knickers aside, pressing the head of his cock against the invitingly warm, wet, entrance of her pussy. 

"Ohhhh, Craig! Fuck me!" Shona urged, gripping the edge of the shelf as his cock slipped into her pussy. Craig gripped his girlfriend's hips and began to thrust, fucking her with short, sharp stabs of his cock. "Yesssssss!" Shona moaned, feeling the walls of her cunt stretch to accommodate her boyfriend's thick shaft. "You feel soooo good inside me," she sighed as he plunged in and out. 

Aware that they could be interrupted at any moment, Craig fucked Shona hard, stabbing his cock in and out of her cunt with rapid strokes. Shona slipped the fingers of one hand inside the front of her knickers, biting her lip to stop her from crying out as she rubbed her swollen clit. "Faster Craig! Fuck me faster!" she urged as quietly as she could. Craig pulled her towards him, increasing the pace of his thrusts. 

The naughtiness of the situation combined with the risk that they could be caught brought Shona quickly to the edge of orgasm. Forcing herself not to cry out, she felt her body begin to shake as her boyfriend's cock pounded in and out of her cunt. The need to remain quiet, not to vocalise her release, only heightened the sensations she felt as powerful contractions gripped her pussy and womb. "Oh Craig," she sighed quietly, cum inside me! I want to feel your cum in my pussy!" 

The urgency in his girlfriend's demands, the feel of her cunt as it squeezed his cock and the inherent risk of fucking in such a public place brought Craig quickly to the edge. "Oh Shona!" he gasped as he felt his balls tighten. "Oh fuck," he moaned softly. 

"Mmmmmmm," Shona purred as Craig's cock began to jerk inside her cunt, his cum flooding her tunnel. "Yessssss!" she moaned as he continued to thrust, pumping more and more of his hot fluid into her. 

Almost as quickly as it began, it was over. Craig pulled his cock from his girlfriend's cunt, her knickers snapping back into place. Shona felt Craig's cum begin to trickle from her pussy, seeping into the gusset of her knickers. 

Turning around, she smiled at Craig. She dropped to her knees in front of her boyfriend and took his cock into her mouth. "Mmmmm," she purred from around his dick as she sucked the last drops of cum from his knob, savouring the rich mixture of his cum and her juices that coated his shaft. 

Craig groaned as Shona took the last of his load into her mouth, savouring the skilful way she worked her lips and tongue around his shaft, not even regretting the fact that he hadn't experienced one of her mind blowing blow-jobs before their frantic fuck. 

"Thank you," Shona purred, straightening her skirt, "I really needed that." 

"Me too," replied Craig, tucking his cock back inside his trousers as gave his girlfriend a quick but passionate kiss. "You were fantastic," he said, smiling as he stared into Shona's smouldering green eyes. 

As Shona turned her attention back to the book on the shelf, Miss Williams, the assistant librarian stepped into the aisle. "Do you need any help?" she asked with a questioning glance. 

"No thank you," replied Shona innocently as she reached up and plucked the leather bound volume from the shelf, "I've got exactly what I needed here," she added with a smile. 

"Well be sure to return it to its proper place when you're finished with it," Miss Williams said primly before turning and walking away, giving Shona and Craig one last long look over her shoulder as she departed. 

"Fuck! That was close!" exclaimed Craig as Shona tried to smother a nervous laugh. 

"Imagine what she'd have said if she'd turned up a few seconds earlier and found us with your dick in my mouth," Shona giggled. 

"I don't even want to think about that!" Craig admitted with a shudder. 

Shona laughed then kissed her boyfriend lightly on the lips. "C'mon, lover," she purred, "let's get back to our desk, tidy up and go and find somewhere a little more private," she said, giving Craig a suggestive wink. 

Craig took the book from Shona's hand and returned it to its place on the shelf. He kissed her tenderly then smiled. "That sounds promising," he said brightly, giving Shona's bum a playful squeeze. 

"It will be, just you wait," she replied. 

They kissed once more then turned and walked, hand in hand, back to their desk.



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 16



"Do we really have too?" complained Matt as Jane grabbed his arm, tugging him in the direction of the shop door. 

"Last one, promise," said Jane sweetly as she kissed her boyfriend's cheek. 

"I thought you'd already decided what you're wearing to the end of School party, anyway?" Matt sighed with a resigned shrug. 

"Well, yes, I have," agreed Jane, "but I might see something else I like. You want me to look nice for you don't you?" she pleaded in a little girl voice, her long eyelashes fluttering over her deep blue eyes. 

"OK," replied Matt, giving up, "but I still think it's a waste of time, you've got loads of outfits that you hardly ever wear as it is." 

"C'mon," said Jane, "stop wasting time. You'll be more than adequately rewarded for your patience, don't you worry," she added, giving her boyfriend a mischievous wink. 

Inside the shop, Matt groaned to himself as Jane quickly lost herself in the aisles. "What do you think of this one?" she asked, suddenly emerging in front of him holding a short black dress in front of her. 

"It looks OK," Matt said, trying to sound agreeable, "although I can't really tell when you're just holding it." 

Jane laughed. "I could always crumple it up and toss it on the floor," she said coyly, "since that's where you seem to prefer my clothes anyway." Matt smiled, he couldn't deny his girlfriend's claim. "Here, hold this while I see if there's anything else I like," Jane said, handing him the dress. 

Matt followed behind Jane as she walked from aisle to aisle, stopping frequently to look at dresses. Occasionally she'd hand one to Matt to carry while she went to look for something else. 

After about twenty minutes, Jane decided that she'd seen enough. "I just want a quick look at the underwear," she said, giving her boyfriend a wicked little smile. 

Humming happily to herself, it took Jane about five minutes to decide on two matching bra and thong sets. The first bra was black with lacy half cups, the second was a white plunge front that she knew would show off her cleavage to good effect. "Right," she announced suddenly, "let's find the changing rooms." 

Matt followed Jane into the corridor with its row of cubicles. As Jane selected the one at the far end of the corridor, Matt sat down to wait on one of the seats. The cubicle door stopped about six inches from the floor and Matt smiled to himself as he caught a glimpse of his girlfriend's clothes falling, item by item, to land on the cubicle's softly carpeted floor. 

"What do you think?" asked Jane a few moments later, opening the cubicle door and displaying herself for Matt. She was wearing a red dress, low cut at the front and with the hem of the skirt only reaching to mid thigh. It clung to Jane's body as she ran her hands over it, smoothing it into place. 

"It's nice," agreed Matt as Jane turned around, wriggling her bum suggestively. 

"Hmmm," replied Jane thoughtfully, "I'm not sure. I think I'll like the black one better," she added as she closed the cubicle door again. 

Jane re-emerged a few minutes later. She didn't even need to ask Matt what he thought, the look on his face and the sudden deepening of his breathing told Jane that the dress was a hit. The low cut front strained to confine her large breasts. The high hemmed skirt, split at the side to reveal a generous amount of thigh, would have only just concealed her knickers had she been wearing any. 

Jane smiled. She knew she looked good in this dress. As she gave Matt a twill, the soft fabric rubbed against her nipples, sending a thrill through her body. "I take it it meets with your approval?" she asked her boyfriend as she struck a provocative pose in front of him. 

"Too right it does," agreed Matt. 

Jane smiled. "You'll like the next one even more!" she said with a naughty glint in her eye. 

Back inside the cubicle, Jane purred quietly to herself as she slipped out of the dress. Her body tingled as the dress fell to the floor, brushing against her skin. She quickly tried on both of the bras, checking her appearance in the cubicle's full length mirror. She was already too wet to risk trying on either of the thongs. 

Admiring the way the white bra showed off her cleavage, Jane smiled and nodded to herself as she ran her hands over her full, firm breasts, deciding that she would buy both sets of underwear. She tossed the skimpy white thong onto the floor then reached behind her to unhook the bra, letting it fall to the ground. 

"Are you ready for this?" she called out. 

"Sure," came her boyfriend's reply, slightly muffled by the cubicle door. 

"Ta dah!" announced Jane boldly as she threw open the door, pleased at her boyfriend's surprised reaction at seeing her naked body standing before him. 

"J... Jane! What... What the..." Matt stammered, unable to take his eyes off his girlfriend's perfect body. 

"You always like my clothes best when they're pilled on the floor," Jane said, smiling coyly, "so there you are." She paused briefly, running her hands over her body, cupping and squeezing her large breasts. "Well..." she purred seductively, "are you coming to take a closer look or do I have to come out there and drag you in here?" 

Dumbstruck, Matt got to his feet. He stepped quickly into the cubicle, closing and latching the door behind him. Jane's lips were on his at once. He moaned quietly as he felt Jane's hand rub against his crotch, giving his growing bulge a squeeze. "Looks like you really like this outfit," Jane teased then pressed her lips firmly against his once more, opening her mouth to let his tongue explore inside. 

With their lips pressed together, Jane felt a fire in her pussy as Matt's hands caressed and squeezed her breasts. Sliding one hand inside his jeans, she gripped his thick shaft, rubbing her fingers along its length, its stiffness adding to her arousal. 

Her desire quickly became unbearable. Jane broke from her boyfriend's embrace. Sitting down on the narrow ledge on the cubicle's back wall, she opened her legs wide. The lips of her smooth, hairless pussy glistened with her juices. "Eat me!" she demanded quietly, "I want to feel your mouth on my pussy. I want your tongue on my clit and I want it now!" 

Matt knelt down quickly between Jane's legs. Leaning forward, he inhaled the scent of his girlfriend's pussy. "Yessssss!" Jane moaned as Matt's tongue slipped between lips, lightly grazing her clit. Matt pressed forward, his tongue exploring the folds of his girlfriend's pussy. "Fuck, you taste good, Jane," he said in a low voice. 

Jane bit her bottom lip to suppress a moan as her clit throbbed. Cupping her breasts in her hands, a shiver ran up Jane's spine as she teased her nipples, pinching them between her thumb and fingers, pulling them as Matt's tongue darted in and out of her cunt. "Mmmmmm," she purred softly, feeling the walls of her pussy begin to contract. 

Matt sucked Jane's clit between his lips, humming as he flicked his tongue over its tip. Jane had to draw on all of her willpower to stop her from crying out as the sensations inside her grew. The need to stay quiet added to Jane's increasing tension as the need for release built inside her. 

Jane's hips began to rock back and forth as Matt slipped two fingers into her cunt, twisting them around inside her as his tongue lashed her clit. Jane reached down with one hand, digging her fingers into Matt's hair, pulling him more firmly against her pussy. She fucked her boyfriend's fingers, gripping them inside her as her climax approached. Matt felt Jane's body stiffen, the thrusting of her hips becoming more and more violent as she tried to deny her body's need. 

With two fingers inside his girlfriend's cunt, Matt pressed another against Jane's arse. The pressure against her tight rear hole pushed Jane over the edge. Her body heaved and shuddered as she came. Her juices flooded from her cunt, coating Matt's fingers as he pumped them in and out of her quivering muffin. "Ooooooooh!" she moaned, oblivious to her surroundings as her orgasm gripped her. Forcing her mound against her boyfriend's mouth she let herself be carried away as the sensations washed over her. 

Unable to endure any more, Jane pushed Matt away. "Fuck me!!" she begged, "I want your cock in my pussy!" As Matt stood up and undid his jeans, Jane turned round. Supporting herself on the ledge she pushed her bum in the air, spreading her legs wide. Matt slid the head of his cock up and down Jane's wet slit, coating it in her juices. "Ooooohhhh yessssss!" Jane sighed as he entered her with a single thrust and began to pump in and out. "Oh Matt!" Jane moaned, pushing her hips back to meet him on the deepest point of his thrust, "Your cock is soooo hard. It feels sooooo big inside me!" 

Still half aware of her surroundings, Jane tried her best to stifle her cries of pleasure to half whimpers and moans. The powerful thrusts of her boyfriend's cock made her task difficult. Her hands had nothing to grip on to and her fingers merely left greasy marks on the full length mirror in front of her as they slipped down its polished surface. The small confines of the cubicle and its design meant they had to be careful to prevent their actions from sending vibrations to the other cubicles on either side. At any moment, someone could look down through the six inch gap at the bottom of the cubicle and see Matt's jeans around his ankles and Jane's feet in front of his, revealing the couple's illicit lovemaking. 

Looking into the full length mirror in front of her, Jane could see her boyfriend's cock as it split her lips and slid into her cunt, her juices glistening on his shaft as he worked it in and out. "Play with my tits!" she demanded as she thrust her hips back and forth in a counter beat to Matt's strokes. 

As he pumped his cock in and out of his girlfriend's hot, wet muffin, Matt reached forward to comply with Jane's demand. Squeezing her firm globes he rolled her nipples with his thumbs. 

"Fuck yessssss!" Jane groaned, taking advantage of the opportunity at an intake of breath. She kept her voice low, allowing herself a small compromise between the need to express her growing pleasure and the need to not be overheard. "Fuck me Matt! Fuck me hard!" she demanded quietly. Matt increased his pace in response to Jane's urging. His thighs slapped against the upthrust cheeks of Jane's arse as he fucked her. The walls of her cunt gripped his cock. Matt could feel Jane's trembling transmit itself along his shaft as he brought her to the verge of her second climax with his cock. 

The danger of being caught fucking in a public place where they shouldn't be fucking had always been an added turn on for Jane and this time was no exception. As the young couple gave themselves to their pleasure the casual events of an everyday shopping centre were being carried out all around them by people ignorant of their actions. Because of Jane's suppressed cries, reduced to heavy breathing, pants and quiet moans, the normal voices of other people, some of whom Jane distantly recognised as belonging to girls from school, could be heard as they went about their Saturday afternoon business. The far ranging questions of the 'how does my bum look in this?' and 'what do you think?' type and the silent requirements of the customers kept the cubicles on either side of Jane and Matt occupied by a steady flow of humanity, all unaware of what, separated only by a few centimetres of panelling, was happening beside them. 

The awareness of all that was go on around them served only to increase Jane's arousal to further heights. "Oh... Ohhhh... Ooooohhhhhhhhhh!!!!" she moaned as spasms ripped through her womb. "Oh Matt!!!!" she moaned, "I want to feel your cum inside my pussy." 

Matt gripped Jane's hips, pulling his girlfriend towards him as he pounded his cock into her cunt. "C'mon big boy!" Jane urged, "Give it to me! Give me your cum!" Matt felt his balls tighten. Jane felt his cock pulse inside her cunt. Breathing hard, he stabbed his cock deep into her pussy as it erupted, his cum boiling out in thick jets. "Oh yessss!"purred Jane, "Fill me, Matt! Fill me with you cum!" 

Matt's hips surged again and again as he pumped his seed into his girlfriend's trembling body. As the tension drained from his groin he felt his legs weaken. His cock slipped from Jane's pussy as he slumped against the cubicle wall. With his breath coming in painful gasps, Matt closed his eyes. He sighed as he felt Jane's lips close around his shaft. Jane purred contentedly as she sucked the last drops of Matt's cum into her mouth before licking her juices from his shaft. 

After a short pause to recover, Jane began to get dressed as Matt pulled up his boxer shorts and jeans. Gathering up the dresses and handing the underwear to Matt, Jane opened the door and cautiously peeked around the edge. "C'mon! Quickly!" she urged, grabbing her boyfriend's hand, "the coast's clear." Tentatively, Matt followed er out of the cubicle and into the corridor, noting in passing that the neighbouring cubicle was now occupied. He followed, bemused, as Jane made her way back through the aisles, returning the dresses to their stands. 

"Aren't you buying either of those?" he asked in an exasperated tone. 

Jane gave him a naughty smile. "No," she said with aplomb. "I'm buying the bras and knickers but I think I liked the outfit we saw in the first shop the best. If we hurry, we should just be able to nip back and get it and still be in time to meet Shona and Craig for lunch. 

"Women!" Matt groaned under his breath, shaking his head in despair as, still carrying the underwear, he followed Jane to the cash desk. 



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 17



Shona and Jane sat nervously outside Mr. Beattie's office. Inside, the Battle-axe, Miss Carlisle was appraising the headmaster of the girls' latest misdemeanour. "What's the bets she tries to have us expelled again?" Shona asked her blonde friend. 

"Mr. Beattie won't do that, not with the exams starting next week," Jane replied. 

"The Battle-axe is sure to try and blow it all out of proportion," Shona said with a shrug. 

"Well it wasn't our fault the bus was late and we only missed lights out by ten minutes," Jane replied. 

"Sure the bus was late," agreed Shona, "but we wouldn't have missed the earlier one if we hadn't pulled the boys into the alley behind the cinema for a quickie." 

"That's true," Jane admitted with a small laugh. "I'm not sure we need to mention that part though," she added, smiling dreamily as she relived the previous evening's passion. "Your Craig certainly knows how to use that monster of his," she said. 

Shona smiled. She had enjoyed fucking Jane's boyfriend every bit as much as her friend had enjoyed screwing Craig. "Matt's pretty well equipped in that department too," she agreed enthusiastically. 

Jane laughed. "I guess we should be thankful that we've both got boyfriends that are well hung and are as up for it as we are." 

Before either girl could say anything else, the door to Mr. Beattie's office swung open. The girls rose to their feet as Miss Carlisle stepped through the doorway. "The headmaster will see you now," she announced sternly. 

Shona and Jane stepped smartly into Mr. Beattie's office. Miss Carlisle entered behind them, closing the door before standing behind the girls, her arms crossed in front of her. As the two friends stood in front of Mr. Beattie's desk, their eyes demurely downcast, the headmaster got to his feet. "Well, Miss Jones, Miss Fraser, what do you have to say for yourselves?" he asked. 

Jane looked up. "We're sorry Sir," she said in a quiet voice, "we didn't mean to be out later than our pass allowed but our bus was late. If it hadn't been for that we would have been back in plenty of time." 

"I believe there was an earlier bus you could have caught?" the headmaster enquired. 

"Yes, Sir, there was," admitted Shona contritely, "but Jane and I stopped of for a quick... um... bite to eat and we missed the earlier service." 

"You are aware, are you not, that in your position you should be setting a proper example to the other girls in this school?" Mr. Beattie asked, his voice firm. 

"Yes, Sir," the girls answered in unison. 

"And this is not the first time that your time keeping has been called into question, is it?" he asked. 

"No, Sir," the girls admitted. 

"This is a serious matter, Miss Jones, Miss Fraser. It cannot go unpunished," the headmaster said. "Do you understand?" 

Yes, Sir," the girls admitted. 

"Miss Carlisle," Mr. Beattie began, nodding to the girls' house mistress, "has called for your expulsion. I have considered her request and decided that in light of your excellent academic records and your full and willing participation to the school's extracurricular activities," he added with just the merest hint of a wink, "and with the final exams beginning on Monday, that such a punishment would be unnecessarily harsh." The girls breathed a small sigh of relief. Miss Carlisle's presence in the headmaster's office had caused them some concern. "Given the seriousness of this matter, however," Mr. Beattie continued, "Miss Carlisle and I have decided that you should each receive six strokes of the cane which Miss Carlisle will administer." 

Shona and Jane exchanged a nervous glance. Both had received 'canings' from Mr. Beattie before but they had always been token efforts, conducted more for show and to satisfy their headmaster's perversions than as any real form of punishment. The girls had always indulged their headmaster willingly, happy to satisfy his whims if it meant avoiding harsher punishments for their various transgressions. They both knew, however, that with Miss Carlisle wielding the cane they were going to receive more than just token slaps. 

Mr. Beattie pulled a low, cushioned stool round in front of his desk. A light in his eyes belied his stern countenance as he turned to face the two friends. He adjusted his spectacles then looked at Jane. "Miss Jones," he said in his quiet voice, "If you would be so kind as to come forward and adopt the required position," he continued, indicating the stool with a wave of his hand. 

Jane stepped nervously forward. Kneeling on the stool, she leaned forward, bracing herself with her hands on the edge of Mr. Beattie's desk. She suppressed a shiver as the headmaster stepped forward and raised the hem of her short plaid skirt to reveal her regulation blue school knickers. Knowing that they would face discipline the girls had both decided that on this occasion to forgo the lacy thongs that they customarily wore, replacing them with the less attractive, functional school regulation pants. With a quick glance at the shelf on the far wall, Jane spotted the telltale red light of the hidden video camera that was capturing the scene as it unfolded. Despite the indignity of her situation and the sure knowledge of the pain that she was about to endure, Jane couldn't prevent herself from letting a brief smile flicker across her lips. She trembled slightly as Mr. Beattie pulled her knickers down to her knees, exposing the firm, unblemished cheeks of her arse. 

Jane braced herself as, cane in hand, Miss Carlisle walked up to take her place beside her. She closed her eyes, determined not to flinch as her house mistress raised the cane. 

The cane descended with a whistling swish that terminated with a cracking retort as it struck Jane squarely across her upraised buttocks. Tears stung in her eyes and Jane bit her lip to stifle a cry as the sharp pain of the cane's stroke coursed through her. Before she could recover, the air in the room resounded with a second crack as the cane bit into her arse again. 

Watching as her friend endured her punishment, Shona felt a growing arousal as the witnessed the exquisite expression of pain on Jane's face as the cane descended for a third time. The fact that she herself would soon be in Jane's predicament only added to the growing moistness she felt developing in her pussy. Shona had also noticed the light of Mr. Beattie's hidden video camera and couldn't help smiling at the thought of her headmaster jerking himself off as he watched what was being recorded. 

Jane whimpered softly as the cane struck the cheeks of her arse for a fourth time. Despite the pain, Jane was becoming aroused. She thought of Shona easing her stinging cheeks with gently, tender stokes of her tongue. She blinked to hold back tears as the cane descended for the fifth time, the stinging in her cheeks intensified. 

Suddenly it was over. The final stroke of the cane echoed around the office as it struck across Jane's bum. As Mr. Beattie offered her his hand, helping her to her feet, she absently allowed her knickers to fall to the floor. Her eyes smarted as her skirt fell into place, rubbing against the painful welts on her cheeks. Jane walked gingerly to stand beside the wall as Shona took her place on the stool. 

Despite her pain, Jane managed to give her roommate a small, reassuring smile as Shona, kneeling on the stool, bracing herself against Mr. Beattie's desk with the hem of her skirt around her waist, allowed the headmaster to lower her knickers. 

Shona barely had time to prepare herself as the first stinging lash of the cane bit her bare cheeks. A pain filled sob escaped her before she could bite her lower lip. Tears brimmed in her eyes as the cane's cracking retort echoed around the office for a second time. 

In a pain filled moment of clarity as the cane bit her cheeks for a third time, Shona realised that Miss Carlisle was obviously relishing the opportunity of making the girls suffer for all the times they'd flouted her authority over the previous year. As the forth stroke connected, Shona took strength from the fact that the intensity of the punishment she was now enduring was testament to how successfully she and Jane had frustrated Miss Carlisle during their year long tenure as St. Mary's head girls. 

The painful stinging of her abused cheeks was so intense that Shona barley felt Miss Carlisle's penultimate stroke. Unable to hold them back any longer, she let the tears flood from her eyes. 

When the final stroke connected with her smarting cheeks, signalling the end of Shona's ordeal, it was almost anticlimactic. As her friend had done before her, Shona allowed Mr. Carlisle to assist her to her feet. Just like Jane's, her knickers lay discarded on the floor as she walked, painfully, to join her friend. 

Watching the girl's ordeal, Mr. Beattie had felt his pulse quicken as blood rushed to his loins. He was genuinely very fond of both Jane and Shona, regarding them almost as surrogate daughters. He was fully aware that they had earned their reputations as the hottest teen sluts to have ever attended his school and he had taken advantage this fact on a number of occasions, allowing the girls to pander to his whims in return for turning a blind eye on their various infractions of the school disciplinary code. The girls, he knew, had a soft spot for him too, always willing to indulge his desires, whether it be dressing up in skimpy French Maid's outfits while cleaning his office and organising his filing or allowing their bare arses to be playfully spanked as he pretended to discipline them. He had felt a strange mixture of unease and arousal as he had witnessed the girls' punishment and humiliation at the vindictive hands of Miss Carlisle. Spotting the girls' discarded knickers on the floor, he surreptitiously kicked them under his desk while no one was looking. 

As Shona and Jane stood with their backs to the walls, Mr. Beattie turned to the girls' house mistress. "Thank you for your assistance, Miss Carlisle," he said in a slightly strained voice. "I require some further services from our young miscreants," he added, "so I'll let you be about your business." 

"Of course, headmaster," Miss Carlisle said primly. "Good day," she added as she turned to leave the office. 

As the office door closed, Mr. Beattie returned to behind his desk, beckoning for the girls to step forward. Jane winced and Shona grimaced as they moved to stand in front of the desk. Despite the stinging pain in her buttocks, Jane allowed herself a small amused smile when she recognised her knickers and those of her friend lying on the top of the headmaster's desk. 

Looking sternly over the rim of his glasses, the headmaster suddenly smiled. "So girls, what have you to say for yourselves?" he asked. 

"Why did The Battle..., I mean Miss Carlisle have to use the cane Sir?" Shona asked. 

Mr. Beattie chuckled at Shona's slip of the tongue. "It was the only way, my dear girl, she would be satisfied that you'd been suitably punished. I believe she feels I've been far too lenient towards the pair of you over the past year which, if the truth is to be told, I have," he admitted with a rueful smile. 

Shona shrugged. She couldn't deny the claim. Jane and she had taken advantage of the fact that they were Mr. Beattie's favourites on any number of occasions. 

"Did it turn you on, watching The Battle-axe thrash us like that, Sir?" Jane asked in a little girl voice, her deep blue eyes flashing as she fluttered her long eyelashes. With her tortured cheeks still stinging, she watched in an abstracted fashion as the headmaster answered her question with an embarrassed cough and reached into one of the drawers of his desk. 

"May I suggest that you avail yourselves of this?" he suggested, placing a bottle of Aloe balm in front of him. 

Smiling, Jane walked the two, painful paces to Mr. Beattie's desk. Picking up the bottle, she turned to the headmaster. "Would Sir like to watch us?" she asked coyly, smiling an impish smile as she unscrewed the lid. 

"Why yes, Miss Jones, I believe I would," he replied. 

Turning to her friend, Jane smiled. "I'll do yours if you do mine first," she said. 

"Sure," replied Shona, accepting the bottle from her roommate and pouring a little onto her hands. "Bend over and lift your skirt," she said. 

Still smiling, despite the discomfort, Jane did as her friend advised. The cheeks of her bum were criss-crossed with angry red welts, Shona rubbed her hands together, spreading the soothing lotion over her palms as she knelt down behind Jane. 

"Ow!" Jane complained, her eyes brimming with tears as Shona's hands began to glide gently over her bottom. "Mmmmm, oooooh!" she sighed as the soothing balm began to work, easing the discomfort in her stinging cheeks. 

As Shona let her hands slip tenderly over her friend's enflamed cheeks, she wondered if the headmaster's hidden video camera was catching the scene and if he was using a remote control to zoom in on the action. She applied some more lotion to her hands and rubbed it into Jane's skin with slow circular movements of her hands. Murmuring quietly, Jane wriggled her bum in response to her roommate's touch, spreading her legs slightly at the same time. 

Shona smiled to herself. She could see Jane's juices glistening on the smooth, pink lips of her pussy. Shona leaned forward slightly, breathing deeply, inhaling the inviting scent of her friend's muffin. Hoping that the headmaster's video camera was still recording, she decided to give him even more of a show. 

"Oh, Shona!" gasped Jane as she felt her friend's tongue slide gently over her lower lips. She pushed her hips back slightly and felt Shona's tongue slip between the moist folds. Shona ran her tongue along the length of Jane's slit, savouring the rich flavour of her roommate's juices as they flowed over her tongue. 

As a warm, soothing sensation spread from her pussy, Jane began to unbutton her blouse. She slipped her hands inside, pushing aside the cups of her lacy, white bra to caress her breasts as Shona's tongue explored her pussy. Teasing her nipples with her fingers, Jane looked up to see Mr. Beattie staring at her intently, a look of rapt concentration on his face. She smiled at him then opened her mouth, licking her lips suggestively. 

Shona sucked on her friend's swollen clit, humming softly as she tickled it with the tip of her tongue. She slowly inserted two fingers into Jane's cunt. Jane pushed her hips back as her best friend's fingers buried themselves in the warm wet depths of her muffin. Pinching her nipples, she bit her lip to suppress a moan as bolts of electricity pulsed through her body. 

Jane felt the warm tingling glow of pre-orgasmic tension spread over her. "Oh, Shona!" she moaned, "Oh Yes! Eat me! Eat my pussy!" she urged. Shona's tongue lashed her friend's clit as her fingers plunged in and out of Jane's pussy. The rocking of Jane's hips became increasingly frantic as the pressure in her mounted in response to the skilfully tender touch of her friend and lover. 

As the sensations rose up to overwhelm her, Jane caught a blur of movement at the extreme edge of her vision. She looked up to see Mr. Beattie sitting in his seat with his trousers undone, his fingers around his cock slowly pumping up and down. The idea of their headmaster, a dignified, middle-aged gentleman to all outward appearances, getting off watching as her best friend ate her pussy while she perched against his desk pushed Jane over the edge. "Oh fuck!!! Ooooohhhh yesssssss!" she cried as she came, her body shaking violently. 

Shona gripped Jane's thighs, pulling her friend's quivering pussy even more firmly against her mouth. Jane's body flinched every time Shona's tongue brushed against her clit. Her juices flowed out of her cunt, coating Shona's face as she continued to feast on Jane's pussy. 

"Oh...oh... oooohhhhhhh!" Jane moaned as her body shook. Her orgasm peaked, subsided and peaked again, over and over until Jane could endure no more. Her knees suddenly gave way and she slumped to the floor. Turning round, she kissed Shona passionately, tasting her essence on her friend's lips. "Mmmm, thank you," she murmured dreamily. "Your turn now," she added, kissing Shona again. 

As Shona stood up to lean against the desk, she felt Jane's fingers unfasten her skirt. As the skirt fell to the floor, she felt the cool air in the office on her bare buttocks. The soothing balm on Jane's hands acted quickly to reduce the stinging in her enflamed cheeks. 

Just as Jane had done before her, Shona quickly unbuttoned her blouse. Pulling down her bra, she let her large, firm breasts hang free. She smiled coyly at Mr. Beattie as he stroked his cock, enthralled by the show that the two head girls were putting on for his enjoyment. 

Jane used her fingers to spread Shona's enflamed lower lips. Shona moaned as Jane began to tease her clit with her fingers. Leaning forward, Jane darted her tongue in and out of her friend's tunnel as she caressed her swollen bulb with her fingers. "Oh fuck, that's good," breathed Shona as she started to play with her breasts. 

Spotting the bottle of lotion out of the corner of her eye, Shona reached for the bottle. Pouring some onto the palm of her hand, she rubbed her hands together then raised them to her breasts. "Mmmmmm," she sighed as she rubbed the lotion into her firm, fleshy globes, teasing her erect nipples with her fingers as her friend's tongue lapped at her pussy. 

Mr. Beattie stroked his cock as he watched his two favourite students make love to each other. He was torn between watching as the two friends with their firm, sexy young bodies pleasured each other and wanting to join them, to feel his cock plunge into their tender young pussies. There had been times when they'd performed, individually, for him before, driving him mad as they masturbated in front of him but this was the first time that they had ever made love to each other in his presence. Not surprisingly, Mr. Beattie felt a growing excitement as he watched the girls' antics. 

Teasing Shona's clit with her fingernails, Jane sucked on her friend's moist labia, teasing them with her tongue. Shona's juices flowed copiously from her pussy, trickling over Jane's tongue Working her tongue into the folds of Shona's muffin, Jane felt her roommate squirm in response to her touch. 

Shona squeezed her nipples between her fingers, pulling on them, savouring the pain as the heat of her pussy spread through her body. She closed her eyes. In her mind she relived countless adventures that she and Jane had experienced as her friend feasted on her pussy. 

Shona remembered the photo session where she and Jane had posed for and fucked a room full of men. She relived the night of their friend, Amanda's birthday, when Amanda, Jane, Sandra and she had entertained and serviced the needs of twenty men. Her mind filled with images of herself sucking and fucking a host of different men in numerous locations, sometimes together with Jane and sometimes on her own. Each image added to her arousal as it played across her mind, bringing her inevitable climax closer. 

As the tension in her body mounted, Shona began to moan softly. Jane's fingers were pumping in and out of her cunt, twisting inside her as her clit throbbed in response to the tender caress of Jane's tongue. Shona's body began to tremble. "Oh shit! Oh Jane! I'm cumming!!!" she gasped as the first spasms of her orgasm began to ripple through her pussy. 

Jane sucked hard on her friend's clit, she could almost feel it pulse and throb between her lips. "Yes! Yes!! Oh fuck, yessssss!!!" Shona cried, gripping the edge of the headmaster's desk for support as the sensations of her climax grew in intensity. Jane used her tongue to keep Shona at a slow boil, feeding the fires of her climax. Shona's hips bucked, her body shook violently as her orgasm peaked again and again. 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 17



Tears brimmed in Shona's eyes, not from her earlier thrashing but from the intensity of the pleasure her friend's tongue on her clit was giving her. "Oooooohhhhhhhhh fffffuuuuccccccckkkkkkk!!! Ooooohhhhhh Jaaaaaaaannnnnneeeeeeeeee!!!" she cried at the height of her rapture, flames of passion burning in her veins. 

Sensing that her friend had reached the limits of her endurance, Jane stopped. Shona's body still heaved, lost in the throes of her cataclysmic release as Jane moved to gather her friend into her embrace. Sobbing with the intensity of her release, Shona let herself be kissed as Jane tenderly brushed the tears from her roommate's cheeks. 

As they held on to each other for support, Mr. Beattie's presence intruded itself once again on the girls' awareness. The headmaster's cock stood out hard and proud, its head, angry and swollen. Clearing his throat, he addressed the two friends. "I wonder if I could prevail on you to assist me with this?" he enquired formally, referring to his engorged member. 

"Why, Sir?" Jane enquired with mock surprise, fluttering her eyelashes with feigned innocence, "What a suggestion to make to two innocent girls like us!" 

"I believe, you should consider it as part of your punishment," Mr. Beattie said with obvious tension in his voice. "You have not yet adequately atoned for your misdemeanour," he added with a groan. 

Laughing as the headmaster groaned, the two friends knelt before him. Staring up at him with her ice green eyes through her long, dark lashes, Shona leaned forward and took the head of his cock into her mouth as she wrapped her lips around his shaft. Rich, salty pre-cum wept from his cock as she worked her lips up and down his hard rod. Aware that he wouldn't be able to endure much more, Shona let Mr. Beattie's cock slip from her mouth, giving his knob a last few flicks of her tongue. 

With her fingers still wrapped around his stiff shaft, Shona fed his cock in the direction of her waiting friend. Almost immediately, Jane's mouth replaced Shona's. She could feel the headmaster's cock twitch as she slid her lips down his shaft, the head pressed between her tongue and the roof of Jane's mouth. The only thing stopping Jane from deepthroating hungrily was Shona's hand wrapped around the shaft, gently pumping. 

"Oh my!" Mr. Beattie exclaimed, "My dear girls, Daddy's about to explode!" he moaned. Shona and Jane took this as their cue. As Mr. Beattie's cock slipped from Jane's mouth, the two friends sat back and smiled to each other, both of them having played the father/daughter game with their headmaster on many occasions. Pressing their cheeks together, opening their mouths wide in anticipation. They smiled and cooed and put on their angelic Sunday school faces, purposely batting their eye lashes and giggling at him as he pumped the penultimate strokes on his cock. 

The two friends licked their lips in anticipation, teasing him more by allowing their tongues to touch his knob as they flicked out in anticipation. They were like chicks in nest vying for the best position wanting to be fed. 

Shona whispered, "Oh, Yes, Daddy give us your hot cum." She lifted two fingers to her mouth briefly to show him where she wanted it. 

"Oh yes, Daddy," Jane added, "we've been really good and now your going to shower us with your hot nasty cum because we been naughty. Come on Daddy, shoot it," she urged, "shoot it all over us!" 

As Shona and Jane continued to taunt him, Mr. Beattie's hand blurred as it pumped up and down his cock. 

"Oh my! Oh... Ohhhh!" groaned Mr. Beattie as his cock exploded. Jet after jet of hot white cum streaked through the air, shooting from his knob to splatter off the faces of the friends, the sight of his cum dribbling down the cheeks of the two schoolgirls adding to his enjoyment. 

Regaining control, Mr. Beattie aimed the rest of his load into the girl's mouths. Whilst Mr Beattie was a sweet and mild mannered headmaster, when they put their hearts into the task of pleasing him, his two favourite students could always manage to coax him into releasing monstrous amounts of cum. In his twenty years in charge at St. Mary’s, Mr Beattie had found countless sexy young minxes willing to satisfy his desires and bring him sexual pleasure. Yet despite having being surrounded by willing cockteasers for two decades none, he realised as his cum boiled out of his cock, had given him as much pleasure and satisfaction as such as Miss Fraser and Miss Jones. 

Shona and Jane let his thick cream pool on their tongues, savouring the rich, salty flavour as it trickled over their tastebuds before swallowing it down. As his eruption subsided, Shona leaned forward, engulfing the head of his cock, sucking the last of his cum into her mouth. Letting his cock slip from between her lips, Shona turned to her friend and smiled, her mouth filled with her headmaster's cum. Jane leaned towards Shona. Their lips pressed together, their mouths open. Using her tongue, Shona fed Mr. Beattie's cum to her friend, letting it dribble slowly into Jane's mouth. Accepting her friend's offering, Jane let the sticky load pool in her mouth for several moments before tilting her head to one side and letting it dribble back into Shona's hungry mouth. 

Back and forth, over and over, the two friend's shared their slowly diminishing mouthful of cum. When at last it was gone, they took turns to lick the remaining traces of Mr. Beattie's explosion from each other's faces, each fingering the other to another orgasm as they kissed, licked and caressed tenderly 

Mr. Beattie watched spellbound as the two head girls made love to each other. He hoped that the video camera had captured everything, more aware than ever of how much he would miss his two favourites when they left school in a little under three weeks time. 

Tucking his cock back into his trousers, Mr. Beattie watched as Shona gathered up her skirt, wriggling her firm, shapely rear end, its perfect smoothness marred yet, at he same time, accentuated by the fading red marks of her earlier thrashing, as she pulled it over her hips. The girls quickly straightened their clothing and approached their headmaster. "Well girls," he began, "In less than three weeks time your exams will be over and you will be leaving St. Mary's." His face suddenly broke into a smile. "Do you think you can manage to stay out of trouble until then?" he enquired. 

Shona and Jane exchanged a quick glance. "Yes, Sir," they said in unison. 

"Very well," remarked Mr. Beattie, "be off with you then." 

"Yes, Sir!" the girls chorused again before turning smartly on their heels and leaving the office. 

Once in the corridor Shona turned to Jane. "I don't know about you," she said, "but I need a coffee and a smoke." 

Jane laughed. "I'll manage without a smoke," she said, "but I'll come with you anyway. I could do with a coffee myself but I think I'll have to drink it standing up." 

Shona grimaced. "Me too!" she admitted. 

As the two friends turned and began to make their way in the direction of the common room, Jane suddenly stopped. "Shit!" she exclaimed, shaking her head. 

"What?" enquired Shona. 

"Our knickers," replied Jane with a rueful shrug. "We've only gone and left them sitting on the old letch's desk." 

Shona laughed. "Oh well," she said brightly, "they can be our leaving present to him. The question is, do we go back to our dorm and get new ones or do we just go without for the rest of the day?" 

"We can worry about that later," said Jane as they started in the direction of the common room once more, "but for now, let's go and get those coffees." 



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 18



"Look at the size of her tits!" the boy said, staring through the grill that gave him and his friends a clear view of the two girls, one blonde, one brunette and both with generously curved and undeniably sexy bodies, in the showers below. "What wouldn't I give to be able suck on those or to have them wrapped around my cock?" 

"Yeah right! Dream on!" replied one of his friends, "Those two are pros. They wouldn't even let us anywhere near them," he added, referring to the St. Mary's head girls, Shona and Jane. 

"I've got them!" the third boy announced as he scrambled into the cubby hole to join his friends. Wearing an almost imbecilic grin he brandished two pairs of blue cotton gym slip knickers. Holding each pair under his nose in turn, he sniffed the crotches, damp with the girls' perspiration, inhaling their scent. "My brother says that they've fucked just about every boy in upper sixth as well as most of the male teachers in both schools," the he said, passing one pair of knickers to each of his friends. "If I had the chance, I'd give the dark haired one, Shona, a good seeing to. I'd do her so hard she'd be begging me to stop!" he said as his friends took turns sniffing their prizes. 

His friends exploded with laughter then stopped abruptly, peering cautiously through the grill to see if the girls had heard their outburst. Satisfied that their presence remained undetected they relaxed. "With that matchstick you call a dick, she wouldn't even feel you." the first boy replied, teasing his friend. "I'd rather have the blonde one, Jane. Do you think she takes it up the arse?" 

"Of course she does, they both do!" The second boy answered emphatically. 

"How do you know?" the third asked. 

"Because my brother had them both when they banged the Castle Rock rugby team with two of their friends." 

Having heard the boys' laughter, Shona smiled to Jane. "We're being watched again," she whispered to her friend. 

"I know," replied Jane in an equally quiet tone. "D'you feel like giving 'em a little show?" she asked. 

"Just what kind of show did you have in mind?" asked Shona with a wicked sparkle in her green eyes. 

"Just follow my lead," replied Jane, pouring a generous amount of shower crème on to her hands and working it into a rich lather. "Turn round," she said softly. 

"Mmmmm," purred Shona as she felt Jane's body press against her back. "Oh that's good!" she sighed as Jane's lathered hands began to glide over her large breasts, their surface slick from the water of the shower. Jane kissed and nibbled on her friend's neck and shoulders as she caressed and squeezed Shona's breasts. Shona squirmed against her and Jane felt her friend's nipples stiffen under the touch of her fingers. 

Shona turned round. Her breasts pressed against Jane's as she gave her friend a lingeringly passionate kiss. Her tongue danced in Jane's mouth as the water from the shower cascaded over their bodies. 

"Fuck they're hot!" exclaimed the first boy, fingering the still damp gusset of the knickers that one of the girls, Jane he hoped, had been wearing only a few minutes earlier. "I'd give anything to be down there with them," he added. This wasn't the first time that the boys had watched girls in the shower. While they had seen scores of young women from their vantage point behind the grill, washing away the sweat of their exertions, never before had they had the courage to attempt such a daring theft. That, coupled with witnessing a scene such as the one that was unfolding before them, was like all their wet dreams suddenly made true. 

Cupping Jane's large, firm breasts in her hands, Shona began to kiss them tenderly, licking away the spray from the shower with her tongue. Jane had her fingers clasped in her friend's long, brown hair, pulling her head firmly against her. "Fuck, Shona," she gasped, "you really know how to drive me crazy." She let a soft "Aaaahhhh!!" of pleasure escape from between her lips as her friend bit softly on her nipple, her tongue flicking over its tip as she gently puled it with her teeth. 

Jane felt herself getting wet, and not just from the shower. Her pussy burned, aching to be filled with a long, hard, thick cock. "Oh, Shona," she groaned, "if you were a man I'd have you inside me now!" 

Shona stood up and laughed. "If I were a man," Shona said as she pulled Jane's head towards her breasts, "I wouldn't have these now, would I?" she asked playfully, shaking them against her friend's face. 

"Mmmm, true," was Jane's muffled reply, her face buried in Shona's generous cleavage. 

As Jane's tongue flicked over her breasts Shona ran her hand up the inside of her friend's thighs. Jane squirmed, as Shona's fingers slipped between her moist lower lips, brushing over her clit. Feeling her friend's fingers press against her throbbing bulb, Jane sighed. She took Shona's nipple between her lips, sucking it onto her mouth, flicking it with her tongue. 

"Fuck that's good," moaned Jane as Shona slid two fingers into her wet muffin, twisting them around as she pumped them in and out. Letting her fingers trace a path through Shona's soft, dark curls, Jane found her friend's entrance, warm, moist and inviting. She teased Shona's lips for a few seconds before plunging her fingers into her friend's pussy. 

The boys watched, spellbound, as the two friends, kissing passionately, their breasts squashed together as the warm water flowed over their bodies, fucked each other with their fingers. What they were watching was hotter than anything they'd ever seen in any porn movie. The only thing that would have made it better for them was if there was some way they could join in. Nursing painful erections, all three knew that they would jerk off later, fantasising about the two St. Mary's girls. 

Supporting each other as their bodies began to shake, the girls began to moan as their climaxes approached. "Oh Shona... oh yes... that's it... don't stop!" cried Jane as she bucked her hips against Shona's fingers, forcing them deeper into her quivering pussy. 

"Oh fuck, Jane... keep rubbing... Oooohhhh, mmmmm!" sighed Shona as the walls of her cunt contracted around her friend's thrusting fingers. 

The girls' cries of pleasure increased in volume as the sensations intensified. Behind the grill, the boys could hardly contain their excitement as the two St. Mary's girls finger fucked each other to a climax. The two friends' bodies shook violently as they came together, their fingers buried deep in each other's pussies. 

The two friend's finally broke their embrace. "Fuck, that was wonderful," panted Jane, "I guess I must've needed that." 

"Mmmm," replied Shona dreamily. "I think they've probably seen enough. Let's go and get dressed," she added, giving Jane a quick kiss. 

Reaching the bench in the changing room where they had casually dumped their squash kits before going for their shower, the girls vigorously towelled themselves dry. "The dirty little bastards!" Jane exclaimed as she began packing her kit into her bag. 

"What is it?" asked Shona as she brushed her long brown hair. 

"Our knickers," replied Jane, "looks like those little wankers have helped themselves to them." 

"Our sports ones or the ones in our bags?" Shona asked with a note of concern. 

Jane rummaged quickly through her bag and then through her friend's. "Just our sports ones," Jane replied, "Probably never occurred to them that we'd have a change." 

"That's a relief," sighed Shona, "Craig would have been most upset if I'd lost that new thong he'd bought me. As for the other ones, they're welcome to them. The little tossers probably have them wrapped around their dicks, having a wank even now," she said. Jane laughed as she started to dry her hair. 

Quarter of an hour later, the girls emerged from the Sports Centre into the midst of a gloriously warm and sunny afternoon. "What do you want to do now?" Shona asked Jane. "It's much too nice to be inside revising and our next exam isn't until Wednesday, anyway," she added. 

Jane pondered this for a moment. "Why don't we head down to Hunter's Hollow?" she asked. "We can soak up the sun and, if it gets too hot, go for a dip in the lake." 

Shona considered her friend's idea. "Good thinking," she said, "do we want to go straight there or should we nip back for our swimsuits first?" 

Jane laughed. Her ice blue eyes sparkled mischievously in the sunlight. "Do were really need our swimsuits?" she asked. 

"No," replied Shona with a smile, "probably not and I've got some sun cream somewhere at the bottom of my bag." 

"That'll do nicely then," said Jane, "C'mon, let's go!" 

Half a mile from the school gates, the friends turned onto the path that led to the lake in the woods. A few minutes into the woods and they found the overgrown start of the deer trail that lead to their favourite, deserted cove on the lakeside. Picking their way gingerly through the brambles and underbush, Shona and Jane made their way deeper into the forest. 

After a few minutes, Shona stopped suddenly, lifting a finger to her lips. "Sssshhh," she whispered, "can you hear something?" Listening intently, the girls could make out a faint moaning sound. 

"It's coming from that direction," Jane answered, pointing towards the source of the faint keening. "Let's take a look," she said with a slightly wicked grin. 

Slowly and quietly, the girls made their way towards the source of the sound. As the friends ventured deeper into the woods, the moans slowly crystallised, becoming identifiable as a girl's voice. "Oh yes... Oh fuck yessss... Fuck me... Oooohhh fuck me harder!" urged the voice. 

"That sounds like one of the Baker twins," Jane said quietly to her friend, "I wonder which one?" 

"It's coming from just over there," Shona replied, pointing in the direction of the moans that were slowly increasing in volume, "let's take a peek." 

Crouching low, Jane and Shona crept stealthily towards the source of the sound. Reaching the edge of a small clearing they ducked back quickly so as not to disturb the couple whose activities had drawn the two friends towards this spot. 

The man was lying on his back, his face obscured by the back of the naked girl who was moaning incoherently as she impaled herself on his cock. Shona and Jane could see the man's cock disappearing into the girl's cunt as she bounced with increasing abandon up and down on him. 

"It's Avril," Shona whispered to Jane. 

"How do you know?" asked Jane in an equally hushed tone. 

"The birthmark on her hip," Shona replied, "Audrey doesn't have that. Who's that with her?" 

"Dunno," replied Jane, "can't say much for his taste though," she added maliciously. 

The friends continued to watch the couple as they fucked, clearly oblivious to everything other than their own pleasure. Shona found the scene strangely arousing. While she didn't like Avril she had to admit that she did have a good body. The twins insisted in portraying themselves as whiter than white and while Audrey, Shona was willing to concede, probably was almost as innocent as she seemed it was well known that Avril, who made such a show of being everything that Shona and Jane weren't, had a darker side. Finding her arch rival in such a compromising position, Shona wondered how she and Jane could exploit it to their advantage. 

Glancing around, Shona's gaze fell on the clothes, tossed carelessly over an overturned tree trunk on the far side of the clearing. "Do you think we could make it round there without being noticed?" Shona whispered to Jane as she pointed towards the discarded clothing, a wicked glint in her eye. 

"Probably," replied Jane, "but why?" 

"Just watch," replied Shona with a knowing wink. "You keep a look out and whistle or something if they look like moving." With that, Shona disappeared silently into the undergrowth. 

As she waited for her friend, Jane watched, entranced, as Avril Baker fucked her unknown man. From what Jane could see of his cock as it slipped into her cunt, he seemed to be generously proportioned. Despite her intense dislike of Avril, Jane felt the slightest twinge of envy as she watched her enemy being fucked by her vigorous and well endowed lover. Realising that she was becoming turned on by what she saw, Jane had to fight down an almost irresistible urge to join in. 

Shona skirted the clearing silently. What little noise she made was drowned out by Avril's cries of pleasure. She forced herself to speed up, judging, by the intensity of the grunts and moans issuing from Avril, that her climax was approaching. Reaching the tree trunk, Shona risked a quick glance at the couple in the middle of the clearing. Both were oblivious to her presence, aware of nothing but each other and the imminent closeness of their release. 

Moving quickly but quietly Shona gathered up Avril's clothes, leaving only those of the unknown man whose cock she was so clearly enjoying. Stuffing them into her bag, she made her way back to where Jane was waiting. 

Spellbound, watching the scene before her, Jane didn't notice her friend's return. She almost cried out when Shona tapped her on the shoulder. "C'mon!" urged Shona, "We'd better make ourselves scarce!" With a questioning look, Jane followed her friend as the two girls made their way back to the path. 

"What'd you do?" Jane asked when they were far enough away to risk talking normally. 

"Weren't you watching me?" Shona asked. Jane shook her head. Noticing the slightly embarrassed look on her friend's face, Shona laughed. "I might've guessed," she said, giving Jane a knowing look. "I've got Avril's clothes," she added giving her bag an affectionate pat. Jane stared at her, her mouth open with surprise. "I was just going to steal her underwear," Shona continued, "but then I thought, fuck it, and took the lot. I left his. I'm sure if they're creative enough they'll figure some way out of their predicament." 

Jane laughed. "I wish I could see the look on her face when she notices they're gone." she said. 

"Me too," admitted Shona. "C'mon," she added, "let's get out of these woods and enjoy the sun while it's still hot," she added. 

Before the girls had gone more than a few paces further down the path, the silence of the forest was shattered. The sounds of Avril's climax echoed through the trees. "Yessss! Yessss" Ohhhh YESSSSS! I'm cumming!!!!" she cried, her voice carrying on the still summer air. 

"I wonder how long it'll be until her her cries of pleasure turn to anguish?" Jane asked. 

"Dunno," replied Shona with a diffident shrug. Laughing, the friends continued on their way. 

Emerging from the cool shade of the woods into the full heat of the afternoon, the girls picked their way down the winding cliff path that led to the lake. Reaching the foot of the cliff, Jane stopped to mop sweat from her brow. "It's even hotter now than it was earlier," she remarked. 

"Hmmm," responded Shona absently as she kicked of her shoes. "The water's nice and cool though," she added as she let the water at the edge of the lake lap over her feet. 

Reaching into their bags, the girls quickly unpacked their towels, still damp from their earlier shower and laid them on the ground. "I guess they'll dry out quickly enough in this heat," Jane said as she began to unbutton her blouse. 

Stripping quickly to their underwear, Shona lit a cigarette before searching in her bag for the sun cream as Jane sat down on her towel. "Being a bit of a prude are we?" Shona teased her friend as she unhooked her bra, sliding the straps off her shoulders. 

"Don't be silly!" laughed Jane, quickly removing her own bra as Shona began applying the sun cream to her body, "I was just getting myself comfortable," she added. 

Shona laughed as her fingers rubbed the cream into her skin. Hooking her thumbs into the elastic of her minuscule lacy white thong, she turned towards her friend and smiled. "On or off?" she asked, wriggling her bum on the towel. 

"Given how little they actually cover, is there really any difference?" Jane asked. "I can't believe you got Craig to fork out nearly thirty quid for those. Especially, given how little time you ever manage to keep your knickers on," she added. 

"Good point," agreed Shona, sliding the flimsy scrap of material down along her long, shapely legs. "Anyway, you're a fine one to talk, Miss, bury me in a 'Y' shaped coffin, Jones," she added, taking another puff of her cigarette as she lay back on her towel and stretched out to bask in the afternoon's heat. "Besides which, Craig prefers my underwear when it's on the floor. I'm sure your Matt is no different with you." 

"True enough," replied Jane, giving Shona a knowing wink. "Oh well, I guess that settles it," she added, quickly removing her almost equally scant G-string. "Be a dear and chuck us over the cream will you? Without even opening her eyes, Shona reached out lazily with one arm to pass the bottle to her friend. 

"Mmmmm, that feels nice," Jane purred as she rubbed the sun cream into her breasts, her fingers gliding easily over the soft but firm, large globes. "What I need right now is a good, long, hard fuck!" Jane admitted as the heat on her naked body added to her arousal. 

"You always need a good fuck," Shona laughed. "any idea who that was that Avril was banging?" she asked. "He certainly seemed well equipped, whoever he was." 

I've no idea," replied Jane, "but I could do with what he had inside me right now!" 

Shona laughed at her friend's frustrated tone. Rolling onto her front, she lit another cigarette. "Put some cream on my back, would you?" she asked. 

Picking up the bottle, Jane sat astride her friend's legs as she applied some of the cream to her hands. Leaning forward, she began to rub her hands over Shona's back, spreading the cream over her friend's soft skin. "Mmmmm, that's nice," Shona murmured, feeling Jane's mound press against her arse as she leaned forward to rub Shona's neck and shoulders. 

Shona wriggled her bum against Jane's mound and smiled as she heard her friend moan. "You stop that right now," Jane said, giving Shona's bare arse a playful slap. 

"Ow!" complained Shona as she took another puff on her cigarette. "There was no need for that." 

"Sorry," said Jane, "let me kiss it better." Shona felt her friend's lips press against her buttock and sighed softly. 

As Shona smoked, Jane worked her way down her friend's back, over her bum and down the back of her legs. Shona felt the tension drain out of her body as Jane's fingers skilfully worked their way over her bare skin. "Once you've put that out, you can do mine," Jane said. 

"Sure," replied Shona dreamily, taking another puff. 

Shona stubbed her cigarette out in the sand beside her. "OK," she said, "your turn." Jane stretched out on her towel. Shona started at Jane's ankles, slowly working her way up her friend's legs. Applying more cream to her hands, she started on Jane's back. Reaching Jane's shoulders, Shona leaned forward, dragging her breasts over Jane's back as she applied the cream. 

Jane wriggled below her friend. Shona's gentle fingers, the friction of her friend's nipples against her shoulder blades combined with the heat of the sun on her naked body added to Jane's arousal. "Oh fuck, Shona, you're really turning me on," she gasped as her friend nibbled tenderly on her neck. 

"Good," replied Shona, working her hands round to massage the sides of Jane's breasts, "I would hate to think I was losing my touch." 

Jane turned around. "No chance of that," she said, smiling as she reached up to pull Shona towards her. Their lips locked together in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing in each other's mouths as their hands caressed each other's bodies. "Oh, Shona!" Jane gasped, "I love the way you always make me feel so good." 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 18



Shona smiled and kissed her friend again, briefly. Staring intently into Jane's ice blue eyes she said, "I'm hungry for your pussy, Jane. I want to taste you!" 

"Oh fuck yes!" Jane replied. "Eat me! If I can't have a cock there's nothing I love more than your mouth on my pussy." Shona smiled as she moved down her friend's body. Having initiated Jane in the joys of all girl sex nearly four years before, Shona had never found a more willing lover. While she was every bit as cock hungry as her friend, in the past year alone she had sampled more than thirty, and while sex with her boyfriend, Craig, could turn her inside out, leaving her exhausted and satisfied, Shona loved having sex with other girls. She made no secret of her bisexuality and, through their close friendship and Shona's gentle coaching, she had educated Jane until she had become the most satisfying of the numerous female lovers that she had had. 

By comparison, apart from Shona, the only other girls that Jane had had sex with were their friends, Sandra and Amanda. While those occasions, the first with Sandra and Shona along with Jamal in the changing rooms at the local sports centre and, more recently, with Sandra, Shona and Amanda during the festivities at Amanda's eighteenth birthday had been both fun and enjoyable, they were nothing more than spur of the moment responses to the situation. Jane's preference was men. While it was true that Shona could make her feel good in ways that she never achieved with men and, having experienced the pleasure of loving and being loved by her best friend and would always want more, nothing made Jane happier than the feel of a thick, hard cock in her pussy, arse or mouth. Shona, while undeniably female and tender in her lovemaking was the only other girl who could satisfy Jane as completely, albeit in an entirely different way, as a man. 

Moving between Jane's outstretched legs, Shona leaned forward, burying her face in her friend's warm, wet pussy. She sighed as she inhaled Jane's scent, her friend's juices glistening on her enflamed lower lips. 

"Oh fuck, Shona, Yessssss!" Jane moaned as her friend's tongue ran along her slit, working its way between her moist lips. Savouring Jane's flavour, Shona darted her tongue into her friend's wet opening, lapping up the juices that flowed onto her tongue. 


Jane squeezed her breasts, teasing her stiff nipples with her fingers as Shona feasted on her cunt. "Yesssss, mmmmmm," she murmured as Shona's tongue grazed her clit, sending shivers running up her spine. Encouraged by Jane's soft moans of pleasure, Shona attacked her friend's pussy with increased vigour, pressing Jane's thighs firmly to the ground as she sucked and licked her friend's nectar into her mouth. 

As the sensations intensified, Jane felt her body begin to tremble. Tugging on her nipples as Shona lapped a her clit, Jane moaned as electricity pulsed through her. "Oh fuck... ohhhhh... I'm cumming!" Jane moaned as Shona's tongue flicked skilfully over her clit. 

As Jane's climax began to grip her, Shona sucked her friend's swollen clit between her lips, humming softly as she flicked its tip with her tongue. Jane's head tossed from side to side, her body shook. Her hips, restrained by Shona's weight pressing down on them began to buck. "Oh fuck, Shona... Oh fuck... Oooohhhh ffffuuuuucccccckkkkkkkk!!!!!!" Jane cried as her orgasm peaked again and again, climactic waves washing over her as she surrendered herself to Shona's tender ministrations. 

Shona felt Jane's body stiffen as she concentrated her efforts on her friend's clit. Every flick of her tongue caused Jane to shudder violently. "Yes! Yesss!!! YYYYEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!" Jane cried. Her body convulsed as contractions gripped her womb. Her fingers clenched Shona's hair, pressing her friend's mouth even more firmly against her mound. "Oh Shona! Oh fuck! Ooooooohhhhhhh," Jane moaned, her breath coming in strangled gasps as she forced herself to endure more and more. 

Finally, unable to take any more, Jane pushed Shona away. "Sit on my face!" she demanded, "I want to taste your cunt!" 

Stopping only to kiss Jane lingeringly on the lips, Shona moved up until her pussy hovered above Jane's mouth. With her body still gripped in the fading throes of her climax, Jane reached up to grab Shona's hips, pulling her friend's pussy down on to her mouth. "Ohhhhh, Jane!" Shona gasped as her friend's tongue slipped between her labia to dart in and out of her entrance. 

Starting with long, slow strokes of her tongue, Jane lapped at Shona's juices as they flooded into her mouth. Shona rocked her hips back and forth, grinding her mound against Jane's mouth. "Suck my clit, Jane!" Shona demanded, "Oh yessssss! Suck my fucking clit!!!!!" Jane responded, humming softly as she took her friend's sensitive bulb into her mouth. 

The gentle vibrations of Jane's lips sent a tingling sensation through Shona. "Mmmmmm, yessssssss..." she purred, feeling a warm glow spread over her. 

Reaching for the sun cream, Shona poured a small amount over her hands. Lifting her hands to her breasts, she began to rub the cream into her skin as Jane's tongue worked its way into the folds of her pussy. "Aaaahhhhhh!" she sighed softly as she tweaked her stiff nipples, her fingers slick with the cream. Almost instinctively, her hips began to buck more wildly, riding Jane's face with increasing abandon as her friend's tongue darted over her swollen lips and clit. 

Shona's juices flowed out of her pussy, coating Jane's face as they trickled over her. "Mmmm, you taste soooo good," Jane murmured before attacking her friend's clit once more. 

Shona felt the pressure mount inside her body as Jane's tongue drove her towards her climax. Closing her eyes, she squeezed her breasts together, teasing her nipples, adding to the sensations. Feeling herself begin to slip over the edge, she began to cry out. "Oh yes, Jane! Eat me! Eat my pussy!!!" she demanded as the first rippling tremors of her orgasm spread though her. "Yes... Yes... Ohhhhh Yesssss!" she moaned as Jane's hands gripped her hips pulling her pussy even more firmly against her friend's mouth. 

As the sensations mounted in intensity, Shona lost control. Screaming obscenities, she demanded more as Jane's tongue lashed her clit relentlessly. "Oh Jane! Oh fuck yes! That's soooo fucking goooood!!" she yelled as she came, powerful contractions wracking her body. 

The man watched intently as the brunette rode her blonde friend's face, becoming increasingly vocal as her orgasm claimed her. Lost in their passion, neither girl had noticed his approach. The sounds of their love making had drawn him to this spot and the spectacle that greeted him sent the blood coursing through his veins to his cock. 

Recognising the girls as students from St. Mary's, he wondered if the need to express their climaxes so vocally was something that was taught as part of the curriculum. Sensing that the brunette's orgasm was subsiding, he cleared his throat with a cough. "You seem to be enjoying yourselves," he said ironically as the girls suddenly looked in his direction. 

Shona and Jane froze. Standing before them was a young man, in his early twenties. He was tall, about 6'4" and well built, wearing only a pair of what looked like boxer shorts, with an amused smile on his pleasant face. His arms and upper body were well developed, muscles rippling below his skin. Broad of shoulder and chest, he tapered down to a narrow waist. His stomach was washboard flat. Powerful thighs extended from the legs of his shorts, his long legs were coated with a light covering of hair. 

"Who are you?" Jane demanded, eying the stranger appreciatively from her position, still between Shona's thighs. 

The young man laughed. It was a rich, pleasant yet slightly mocking laugh. "I should be asking you the same thing," he replied. "Anyway, I'm Grant, Grant Hunter. My father owns this estate which, I suppose, means that you're trespassers. You're from St. Mary's aren't you?" he asked, smiling. 

"Yes," replied Shona defiantly as she moved to let Jane out from underneath her. 

"I'm guessing," he said lightly, "so correct me if I'm wrong but, from your accent, you would be Shona and your blonde friend must be Jane. You're the current head girls aren't you?" 

"What if we are?" demanded Jane haughtily. 

"Well, if you are," he drawled, still smiling his ironic smile, "I'm wondering if you two are the reason that I'm standing here in just my shorts, having had to lend the rest of my clothes to one of your fellow students whose own clothes just happened to disappear while we were, ah... well... let's say, entertaining each other." 

The girls shot each other a quick glance then smiled knowingly. "I'm sorry," said Jane, "I'm not sure I understand," she added with a look of contrived innocence. 

Grant laughed again. "No matter," he said, "The real question is, what am I going to do about you two? I should probably report you to your school for trespassing but..." he let it hang. 

"But what?" enquired Shona, sweetly. 

"Well," Grant replied, "I thought that, maybe, we could come to some arrangement." 

"And just what sort of arrangement did you have in mind," Jane asked with eager curiosity. 

"Well..." he drawled again, "If you are who I think you are and, if even half of what your fellow student has said about you is true, then I guess you'd have a pretty good idea as to what to do with this," he said as he pushed his shorts down off his hips, letting his long, thick cock spring free. 

The girls stared at Grant, drinking in the sight of his lean, firmly muscled body. Appraising his proud erection, Jane realised that it was very nearly as long and as thick as that of Mr. Fitzgerald, the P.E. instructor. Licking her lips appreciatively, she fluttered her long eyelashes at him coyly. "Just what is it you'd like us to do?" she asked in a little girl voice. 

Again, Grant laughed. "Just do whatever you think it'll take to stop me from reporting you to the school authorities," he said. 

Jane smiled. "OK," she said, "Why don't you sit down on one of these towels, make yourself comfortable and my friend and I will do our best to appeal to your kind-hearted side?" 

"It's a deal," replied Grant, smiling as he took his place on the nearest towel. 

Smiling, the girls advanced towards him, approaching catlike on either side. Jane stared up at Grant, unleashing the power of her ice blue eyes on him as she reached forward to stroke his cock. As Jane's fingers slid slowly up and down his shaft, Grant sighed as he watched the two girls share a long, passionate kiss. "Ohhhh, that's good," he groaned as Jane took the head of his cock into her mouth while Shona worked her tongue up and down his shaft. 

Jane bobbed her head up and down for a couple of minutes before changing places with Shona, licking the underside of Grant's shaft as her friend engulfed his knob with her mouth. The faint taste of another girl's juices on his thick cock confirmed to the friends that this was the cock that they had witnessed Avril enjoying. Just as she had back in the clearing when she had watched Avril impaling herself on the long, thick cock that she was now sharing with Shona, Jane felt a surge of jealousy towards her rival for beating her to this prize. Avril's cries of pleasure had suggested that Grant knew how to use his impressively proportioned tool and both girls were eager to feel it inside them. 

Sliding her mouth up Grant's shaft until only the tip remained in her mouth, Shona tilted her head to one side. Taking her cue from her friend, Jane moved up to kiss Shona, their lips wrapped around Grant's knob. "Fuuuuuccckkk!!!!!" he gasped as the girls tongued his knob together, one on either side. Shona squeezed his balls gently, teasing the ridge of skin than ran back to his arse with her fingernail. 

Grant's hips bucked as the two St. Mary's girls made love to his cock with their mouths. Jane and Shona took it in turn to suck on his engorged head while the other teased his shaft and balls with their tongue, changing positions every few minutes, driving Grant crazy. 

As Shona and Jane gorged themselves on his cock, Grant couldn't believe how lucky he was. Despite having been drained by Avril, who had been a better than average shag, the cock sucking skills of the two friends left him in no doubt that they were in a class of their own. The fatigue that he had felt after Avril and he had finished 'entertaining each other' had now vanished and, while he enjoyed the attentions of their mouths on his cock, he was overwhelmed with the desire to give the two cocksucking St. Mary's girls a good, hard fucking. 

Sensing Grant's need, the girls raised their heads from his lap. As they exchanged a quick glance, Shona saw the hunger in Jane's gaze. " Go ahead," she said to her friend, "it's what you've been gagging for all day." Jane laughed, little more than an embarrassed titter. "I'll sit on his face while you fuck him," Shona continued, "then, when I cum, we can change over." Jane kissed Shona passionately, thanking her friend for her generosity. As Jane moved to straddle Grant, Shona held his cock, directing it at her friend's invitingly wet entrance. 

"Ooooooh fuck!!!!!" exclaimed Jane as the head of Grant's cock split her lips and began to edge into her cunt. While she was no stranger to the feeling of a large, hard cock inside her, Jane was surprised at the way his prick stretched her, filling her cunt as she slowly impaled herself on its length. "Oh Shona!" she gasped, "You've got to feel him inside you. He's soooo big and hard!" Shona kissed her friend then moved to straddle Grant's head, lowering her pussy on to his waiting mouth. 

Shona sighed as Grant's tongue slid along her slit, working its way into the entrance of her pussy and darting rapidly in and out. "Oooooohhhhh!" she sighed, "He knows how to use his tongue too." 

The girls held on to each other for support, kissing and fondling as Grant focussed on their pussies. His hips surged upwards, forcing his cock deep into Jane's cunt as she worked her pussy up and down his thick shaft. His tongue explored Shona's pussy, working its way into every fold. The girl's kissed, their tongues dancing in each other's mouths as their hands toyed with each other's breasts. 

Jane felt deliciously full as her pussy stretched around Grant's thick cock. His thick bush of pubic hair tickled her clit and smooth lower lips as she ground herself against him. Shona sighed as Grant's tongue flicked expertly over her clit, driving her wild with its firm yet gentle strokes. "Oh Jane!" she moaned, "he eats pussy like a girl, mmmmmmm." Jane kissed her friend once more, feeling Shona's body tremble as she supported herself against her. 

Only by concentrating single-mindedly on eating Shona's pussy, was Grant able to keep himself under control, Jane, it seemed, needed no more from him than the involuntary thrusting of his hips as she rode his cock with increasing abandon. As he savoured the rich taste of Shona's juices as they flowed into his mouth, he wondered if Jane would taste any different. Jane's cunt gripped his cock tight within her, squeezing it with a vicelike grip, the rippling contractions of her walls trying to milk his cum from his shaft. 

"Suck my tits, Jane!" Shona demanded as she ground her pussy against Grant's mouth. Her clit throbbed as the tip of his tongue flicked over it. Shona cupped her large, firm breasts in her hands, lifting them as Jane leaned forward to comply with her friend's demand. "Oh shit, that's good! she gasped as Jane's tongue flicked lightly over each of her nipples in turn, mirroring the action of Grant's tongue on her clit. 

Shona's hips began to buck as her orgasm started to grow inside her. Clutching Jane's head, Shona pulled her friend tightly against breasts. "Suck them!" she urged, "Suck them hard!" 

Jane did as she Shona asked, feeling the tremors running through her friend's body as she sucked hard on the stiff nipple in her mouth. Her cunt pulsed around Grant's cock as she rocked her hips up and down. 

Grant reached up and gripped Shona's hips, pulling her towards him. He sucked her swollen bulb between his lips and teased it with the tip of his tongue. "Yesssss!!! Oh fuck yessssss!!!!" Shona cried as her climax exploded. She shook wildly as spasms wracked her body. Trapped between Jane and Grant's powerful grip, she was powerless to do anything as she came again and again. 

"Ohhhh fuck!" Shona cried as, unable to endure any more, she found the strength roll away. Breathing heavily as she fought to regain control, she watched with detached interest as Grant eased Jane onto all fours and began to fuck her from behind. 

"Yes! Oh yes! That's so fucking good!" Jane cried as Grant plunged his cock into cunt with long, powerful thrusts. Reaching between her legs to play with her clit as Grant rammed his thick cock into her, Jane brought herself quickly to a climax. "Harder! she screamed, her body shaking, "Oh Grant, fuck me harder!" 

Grant increased his pace as Jane surrendered to her orgasm. Grabbing her hips, he drove his cock into her cunt with a force that brought tears to Jane's eyes. His strong hands pushed and pulled at her hips, shaking her like a rag-doll as he pulled her on to his cock, thrusting hard at the same time. "Oh... Oh... Oh yessss!" Jane cried as Grant's cock pounded her cunt mercilessly, her cries punctuated by the slapping of his thighs against her upthrust arse as he fucked her with an urgency that matched her own desire. 

Jane's body shook, a combination of Grant's rough handling and the powerful spasms that gripped her. As her cunt contracted tightly around his cock, Grant was was thankful for his earlier ball draining fuck with Avril. Had it not been for that earlier episode he would have fired his load into Jane as she writhed on his cock and would have needed time to recover before being able to fuck Shona as well. 

As Jane collapsed, spent, to the ground, Grant's cock slipped from her cunt, leaving her with feeling of emptiness. Almost at once Grant found Shona in front of him. She smiled up at him before running her tongue along his shaft, methodically cleaning her friend's juices from its length. 

"Fuck, Shona, that's fantastic," Grant gasped as she tongued the rim of his knob, occasionally teasing the slit at it's tip. Shona smiled at him then reached out and pushed him on to his back. 

"Now to see if you're really as good as Jane seems to think you are," Shona purred as she swung herself into position above him. Leaning forward, Shona rubbed her breasts over Grant's face. Grant sighed then started to flick his tongue over the surface of her soft, fleshy mounds. 

Shona reached back between her legs and gripped Grant's thick cock, aiming it at the entrance to her cunt. Pushing her hips back, she felt his knob part her lower lips as it pressed against her opening. "Oh fuck!" she cried as his cock entered her tunnel, stretching her walls as she lowered herself on to it. "You're sooo big!" she moaned appreciatively. 

As Shona rocked slowly up and down, savouring the feel of Grant's thick cock filing her cunt, Jane crawled over to her and kissed her lightly. "I told you he was big," she purred, "Now to see if he's as good with his tongue as he is with his cock," she added with a smile as she swung one leg over to straddle Grant's head. 

Lowering her pussy on to Grant's mouth, Jane sighed as his tongue worked along her slit, teasing her clit briefly before lapping at her juices as they flowed from her tunnel. "You were right, Shona," she gasped as his tongue darted in and out of her muffin, "he does eat pussy like a girl. Mmmmm." 

Shona slid her pussy up and down Grant's cock, increasing her pace as she became accustomed to having his thick rod inside her. She leaned forward to kiss Jane, her hands exploring her friend's body. Jane, with her eyes screwed tightly closed, was lost in the pleasure that Grant's tongue was giving her. "Fuck, Shona, he's almost as good as you," she cooed as a shiver ran along her spine. 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 18



Savouring Jane's rich flavour as her juices flowed into his mouth, Grant slowly rocked his hips up and down as Shona impaled herself on his cock, flexing the walls of her cunt around his thick shaft. Between them, the two St. Mary's girls were driving him to the brink. Despite the increasing tension in his body as the pressure inside him mounted, Grant was determined to give the two girls as much satisfaction as they were giving him. 

Shona purred dreamily as she slid up and down on Grant's cock. While her own boyfriend, Craig, was certainly well equipped, Shona had seldom felt as full as she did with Grant's thick, hard cock inside her. "You feel so good inside me, Grant," she sighed, "So big, so hard!" 

Having barely recovered from her earlier thundering climax, Jane quickly found herself on the edge of another orgasm. Bolts of electricity shot through her as Grant's tongue danced over her clit. "Oh yesssss... Oh, mmmmm!" she moaned as the sensations intensified, threatening to overwhelm her at any moment. Her earlier jealousy of Avril forgotten, Jane felt her body melt in response to the skilful touch of Grant's tongue. 

Jane reached for Shona's hands and guided them towards her large, firm breasts. "Ooooooohhhhhh!!!!" she cried as her best friend's fingers tightened on her stiff nipples, gently tugging them. Jane's body shook, powerful contractions surged through her womb. "Oh fuck, yesssssssssss!" she groaned as she came. 

Riding her orgasm as it peaked, subsided and peaked again, Jane milked every available ounce of pleasure from Grant's tongue. She held on tightly to Shona as her strength drained from her body. The friction of her friend's breasts as they rubbed against hers added to the all consuming sensations that held Jane powerless in their grasp. Her body shook, only the powerful grip of Grant's strong hands, pulling her pussy firmly against his mouth, prevented her hips from bucking wildly. 

Feeling herself on the verge of fainting, Jane begged to be released from Grant's grasp. Feeling his hands slacken their grip on her hips, she found the strength to reluctantly roll away, breathing hard, her body shaking uncontrollably. Lying on Shona's towel, Jane lightly stroked her clit with her fingers, keeping her body on a slow boil as she watched Shona and Grant. 

As Jane watched on, Grant and Shona rolled over, his cock still deep within her cunt. "Fuck me, Grant! Fuck me hard!" demanded Shona as she pulled her legs back, opening herself up so that she could take him deeper. 

Thrusting his cock deep into Shona's quivering pussy, Grant pinned her to the ground as his hips surged forward. Shona dug her fingernails into the fleshy cheeks of his arse, pulling him towards her. "Oh Grant!" she cried, "Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK MEEEEEE!!!!!" 

Sweat poured down Grant's face as, under the heat of the afternoon sun, he complied with Shona's urgent pleading. Increasing his pace with every stroke, the air was filled with the slapping sound of his body against hers as they fucked. As his own climax approached, the force of his thrusts became almost violent in their intensity. Crying out with a mixture of pain and pleasure at what had become little more than rape, Shona responded with a roughness of her own, almost drawing blood as her fingernails raked Grant's back. 

"Uh... Uh... Uh..." Shona grunted. Rendered speechless by the force of Grant's powerful thrusts, the sounds were forced from her mouth each time their bodies collided. 

Despite the violence of the encounter, Shona felt her body stiffen. With tears brimming in her eyes, she came hard, digging her fingernails into Grant's skin. "Ooooooooh!" she cried as spasms wracked her body, powerful contractions clamping the walls of her abused cunt tight around Grant's shaft. 

With a strangled gasp, Grant released his cock from its imprisonment within the St. Mary's girl's pussy. He sat back, breathing hard, his fingers stoking his twitching cock. "I'm... I'm going... I'm going to cum," he panted hoarsely. 

"Oh no you don't," replied Jane with an evil grin as she approached him, playfully slapping his hand away from his cock. "You're not cumming yet! Haven’t you heard of the infamous St. Mary’s Champagne Flush?" she enquired sweetly. Exhausted from the pounding that she had just taken, Shona gave her friend a barely perceptible, 'what the hell are you talking about?' look but was reassured when Jane winked at her, encouraging her to follow her lead. 

Grant shook his head, not really knowing what to say. The only thing on his mind was the need to unleash his load and get home to meet his fiancée, Fiona, who was arriving back from University after a term in Edinburgh and, well accustomed to her lover's style of extreme fucking, would be expecting an intense 'missed you lots' type shag. Before he could protest, Jane moved quickly, picking up Shona's lacy new thong that had lain discarded to one side and wrapping it around the base of his twitching cock. 

“You see," Jane continued, "we girls at St. Mary's always like to drink our shampers straight from the bottle,” her fingers caressing his red hot poker as she spoke. Shona, still not knowing what Jane had in mind, crawled over to join her friend. As she followed Jane's lead, her tongue slid over Grant's shaft, accompanied by the persistent gentle grazing of her finger on his inner thigh as her lips kissed his engorged dick. 

“The secret to a really excellent shampers," Jane explained, affecting an almost laughably fake posh, home counties accent, "is to make sure the pressure is built up sufficiently to force the cork out. That way brute force isn't required by dainty girls like Shona and me to open the bottle.” Straining from the denial of the release he craved, Grant was mesmerised by her words as they accompanied her soft caresses and Shona's tender kisses. 

Whilst speaking, Jane had began to pull on one end of Shona’s new thong. Smiling across at her friend, she motioned to Shona to do the same with the other end. 

Finally realising what the devious plan her friend had concocted was, Shona took hold and started to tug as Jane pulled her end tighter. "Fuck, Jane... Shona... Ow! That hurts" Grant complained as the girls slowly pulled the string gusset of Shona's knickers more and more tightly around his throbbing member, applying it like a tourniquet, preventing his release. 

"Time for round two!" Jane said, her blue eyes flashing as she engulfed his knob with her mouth. Grant groaned in pain as Jane sucked hard, the pressure in his groin increasing steadily. 

The two friends proceeded to drive him insane as they unleashed their cocksucking talents to maximum effect. Their tongues danced and dribbled along the length of his cock. 

Once again, the two friends moved their lips up Grant's cock to kiss each other, their lips pressed around his knob. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I think I'm going to explode," he groaned, his hips thrashing wildly as the girls' onslaught continued. 

Grant was writhing in pain and pleasure, begging for release, only to be answered with the girls' merciless giggles as they increased their tempo. Beads of sweat stood out from Grant's forehead as Shona took his cock into her mouth, tonguing the head as she sucked. His face contorted into a grimace of pain as the two friends tortured him mercilessly, preventing his release as his seed boiled up from his balls. Shona and Jane took turns sucking on his cock, feeling it pulse in their mouths as they attempted to see which of them could manage to slide their lips up and down his shaft the most times in the ten second stints that they allowed each other. 

To Grant, this was no longer a game. His hands gripped and tore at the towel beneath him, his knuckles turning white with the strain. "Oh fuck, girls," he gasped, "you're... you're killing me. I can't take any more. I'm s... I'm sorry I was.. I was so rough." 

"You're not still thinking of reporting us are you?" Jane taunted him. 

"Fuck noooo," came Grant's pain filled reply. 

Smiling and putting on her best 'IT Girl' voice Jane asked “Time for a glass of shampers, Miss Fraser, wouldn't you agree, my dear?” 

Letting Grant's cock slip from between her lips, Shona sat up and smiled. “Rather. Bottoms up, eh what?” she replied in an equally funny posh voice that, overlain by her strong Irish accent, was even less convincing than Jane's. 

"Ok, Shona, let him go," Jane said, reaching out at arms length to slowly untie the knot that held Shona's knickers around Grant's cock. 

The effect was immediate. "Ooooohhhh ffffuuuuuuuucccccckkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!" Grant cried. As the vicelike grip around his cock was released, there was a moment of clear relief as his body managed to pump blood normally to his cock before it erupted, sending first one then a second thick jet of cum high into the air over the girls' heads. 

Giggling like excited little girls as Jane's plan had the desired effect, the two friends moved in close, their mouths open like starving chicks, to catch the rest of his load, jostling each other for position. Grant's cum splattered against their faces, dribbling down across their foreheads and cheeks in warm, sticky streaks. As his flow slowly subsided, the two friends took it in turns to catch a mouthful of his rich white cum. Letting it pool in their mouths, they swirled it around, savouring the taste before gulping it down. 

As Grant lay spent and panting on the ground, Shona leaned forward and wrapped her lips around his flagging member, sucking the last drops of his load into her mouth. Holding Grant's cum in her mouth she turned to her friend. Jane tilted her head as Shona moved to kiss her. Accepting Grant's cum as it dribbled into her mouth, Jane moved to lick the traces of white goo from her friend's face. 

Having cleaned her friend's face, Jane kissed Shona once more, using her tongue to feed her the diminishing mouthful of cum. Trying not to swallow too much, Shona licked Jane's face clean, purring contentedly as she pressed her lips to her friend's once more. 

As he slowly recovered from his ordeal, Grant watched, spellbound, as the two St. Mary's sluts took it in turns to feed his cum to each other. When at last they had swallowed it all, he watched as Shona lit up a cigarette, inhaling deeply as she drew the smoke into her lungs. 

Jane looked down at his prostrate form and smiled. "Poor thing," she mocked playfully, "were my friend and I too much for you.?" Too exhausted to speak, Grant merely groaned. 

Shona laughed. "I don't know about you," she announced, taking another puff on her cigarette, "but, I seem to have worked up a sweat somehow. Once I've finished this I think I'll have a swim in the lake to cool off. Anyone want to join me?" she asked. 

"Sure," replied Jane enthusiastically, "funnily enough, I'm a bit sticky myself. What about you, Grant?" she enquired sweetly. 

With a groan, Grant struggled to his feet. "I don't think so," he said as he pulled on his shorts. "I think I've had enough exercise for one afternoon. You girls enjoy yourselves, and thanks," he added. 

"Oh it was nothing really," said Shona sweetly. 

"Our pleasure," added Jane as, shaking his head, Grant walked weakly back along the beach shaking his head. 

Reaching the foot of the cliff path, Grant wondered how he was going to find the strength to climb to its top. He wondered, dejectedly, if there was any way to deflect his fiancée from a night of passion so that he could recover. Shrugging his shoulders he started the climb. He looked back briefly to where the two girls continued to bask in the afternoon sun and enjoy their break from revision as if nothing had happened. While his encounter with Jane and Shona had been as satisfying as it had been painful, Grant mentally kicked himself for having underestimated two head girls from St. Mary’s, expecting them to have been willing and enthusiastic, if mostly passive, shags as Avril had been. Realising that he had bitten off more than he could chew, he tried to think of a way that he could put Fiona off without arousing her suspicions, knowing full well that, at the very least, he would suffer sore balls in the morning from the draining he had just endured. 

"Well," said Shona, taking a final puff on her cigarette before stubbing it out on the sand, "looks like you got that shag you need so badly after all." Smiling at her friend, she added, "Tell you what though. I'll be lucky if I even feel Craig the next time after having had that monster inside me." 

Jane laughed. "I know what you mean," she agreed. "I think Matt's just going to have to make do with my arse for a bit." She shrugged ruefully. "Not that he'll complain too much about that!" she added. 

Laughing, Shona agreed with her friend. "C'mon," she said, grabbing Jane's hand and pulling her towards the lake, "let's go for that swim."



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 19



With a purposeful stride, Shona walked across the playing field. Ducking behind the cricket pavilion, she dug her cigarettes out of her blazer pocket. Extracting one from the packet, she put it between her lips and lit up with several quick, lung filling puffs before continuing on her way. Smoking as she walked, Shona quickly reached the dilapidated structure on the edge of the school grounds that was her destination. The building used to be the the groundsman's equipment shed but it was now boarded up and deserted, having been replaced with a new building several years before. 

Rounding the far side of the building, Shona found Jane waiting for her. She took a final drag on her cigarette then stubbed it out against the door frame. "What kept you?" Jane asked, "I was beginning to think you weren't coming." 

"I had to run an errand for Mr. Edwards," Shona replied with a shrug, "and then Mrs. O'Neil wanted to talk about the preparations for this afternoon's prize giving." 

"Poor you," Jane sympathised, giving her friend a quick but passionate kiss. "We'd better go in," she said, "the boys are waiting inside and the others will be here any minute." 

The only light inside came from sunlight streaming in through cracks in the ceiling and through gaps in the boarded up windows. As their eyes adjusted to their dim surroundings, Shona and Jane made out Sean Walker and Doug Stevens, their opposite numbers from St. Mark's boys' school. "Was beginning to think we'd been stood up," said Doug, an ironic grin on his face. 

"No chance of that," replied Jane, "are we all ready?" she asked. 

"Just waiting for your worthy successors," replied Doug. "Say? Are they as hot as you two?" he enquired. 

"You'll just have to wait and see," remarked Shona, "I'm sure they won't let us down. What about your replacements, reckon they'll be able to last more than five minutes with us?" she asked. 

The boys laughed. "There's always a first time for everything," Sean said, "but from your reputations, I wouldn't put any money on it." The girls smiled at the endorsement of their talents. 

"What're you two wearing to the party tomorrow night?" asked Doug. 

"We wouldn't want to spoil the surprise for you," answered Jane with a coy wink to her friend. 

The four students were interrupted by a knock at the door. "Who is it that seeks entrance to our gathering?" intoned Doug formally. 

"The new head girls of St. Mary's" came the reply from the other side of the door. 

"Enter then," said Shona, completing the formal address, "and show that you are worthy of your station." The door swung open. Shona smiled as her sister, Niamh entered the room. With Niamh was Annette Williamson, the other head girl elect. The two younger girls stepped confidently into old building to stand before Shona, Jane, Doug and Sean. Niamh flashed her older sister a proud smile and Annette maintained an air quiet confidence as Shona and Jane approached them. 

"Do you know why you are here?" Jane asked. 

"We do." answered Annette and Niamh in chorus. 

"Jane continued, speaking the words that had been addressed to Shona and herself a year before. "You have been chosen on the strength of academic abilities and by a vote of your peers but academic excellence is only one of the qualities required of a St. Mary's head girl, do you understand?" she enquired. 

"We do," replied Niamh and Annette. 

"You are here to demonstrate that you are worthy to hold the office to which you have been elevated," Jane continued. "By what token to you demonstrate your worth?" 

As one, Niamh and Annette's hands went for the fastenings of their skirts. They undid them with nimble fingers, letting them fall to the floor, revealing that neither of them was wearing knickers, their navy stockings held up with matching black suspender belts. The girls' pussies were neatly trimmed. Niamh wore hers cut short in a dark triangle. Annette's hair was longer but waxed into a thin, blonde strip above her slit. 

Shona smiled. "You have both passed the first test," she said, giving her sister an encouraging wink. "Now you must demonstrate your abilities. Do you know what is required of you?" she asked. 

"We do," replied the girls. 

"Then go forth and prove your worth," continued Shona, completing the ritual address, "maintaining the reputation for excellence in all things that is the hallmark of a St. Mary's head girl." Shona and Jane stepped aside allowing Niamh and Annette, dressed only in their stockings, shoes and crisp white blouses, to approach Sean and Doug. 

Will you allow us to demonstrate our worth?" Annette and Niamh asked the boys in unison. 

Sean and Doug made a show of considering the girls' request. "We will," they answered finally, smiling broadly. Doug offered his hand to Niamh and Sean did the same to Annette, leading the girls towards the bench that sat against the far wall. The boys sat down on the bench. The girls knelt in front of them. Reaching forward they quickly undid the boys' trousers, releasing their straining cocks from their confinement. 

Each holding a stiff cock in their hands, Niamh and Annette turned to each other and kissed briefly. Turning their attention back to the Doug and Sean they said, "And thus shall we demonstrate that we are worthy of the position of St. Mary's head girls." 


Leaning forward, Niamh ran her tongue along the length of Doug's shaft. Beside her, Annette began to lick Sean's. They worked their tongues up and down the boys' cocks, swirling them skilfully around their knobs, coating them with glistening films of warm saliva. As one, the girls parted their lips and took the boys' cocks into their mouths. Doug and Sean groaned as Niamh and Annette worked their lips up and down their shafts. 

Shona found it strange, watching her sister expertly giving head to Doug. Studying Niamh's technique and the strained expression on Doug's face, Shona was forced to admit that her sister appeared to be as accomplished a cocksucker as she was herself and, with just the slightest hint of jealousy, found herself wondering what other talents her sister might have. 

Watching Annette and Niamh set diligently about their task, Jane found her mind drifting back, twelve months before, to when Shona and she had knelt bare arsed and in almost the same spot sucking the cocks of St. Mark's then head boys, the Kennedy twins, while their own predecessors had stood watching in judgement. 

The choice of head girl was a lengthy process. First they had had to demonstrate their academic ability. Of the thirty or so girls in their lower sixth form year, the twelve with the highest overall exam scores were elected to serve as prefects for the following year. Those twelve then cast lots to select four candidates to face the existing council of prefects. Shona and Jane had faced that ballot with the Baker twins, Avril and Audrey and had emerged victorious just as Niamh and Annette had been this year's successful candidates. Having been elected the girls were required to face one final test. There had never been any doubt that Shona and Jane would succeed in their task. Supreme in their abilities, it had taken a little over three minutes for the friends to bring the Kennedy boys off. With the boys cumming almost simultaneously, Jane had just edged her friend into second place, setting the record for the fastest ever time in the process. Feeling her pussy moisten as she watched Niamh and Annette at their endeavours, Jane conceded that her record could be in danger. 

"Oh fuck, Niamh, that's good!" Doug groaned, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the edge of the bench tightly. Niamh met his gaze with her smouldering dark brown eyes as he looked down to see his cock disappearing repeatedly into her mouth. 

Niamh's head seemed to glide up and down as she took Doug's cock into her mouth, her lips pursed tightly around his shaft as they slid along its length. With the fingers of one hand gripped tightly around the base, she pumped up and down as she gently squeezed and caressed his balls with the other. 

By contrast, Annette's head seemed to blur as it bobbed up and down. Sean's face contorted in a grimace of pain mixed with pleasure as the head of his cock slid between Annette's tongue and the roof of her mouth. 

Growing increasingly aroused as the scene before them progressed, Jane and Shona shared a passionate kiss. Their hands caressed each other's bodies as their tongues explored each other's mouths. Both girls felt their pussies grow wetter as their passion mounted and it took an extreme act of willpower from them both to bring themselves back under control. "Fuck, I'm so randy," Jane purred. 

"Me too," admitted Shona. She kissed her friend lightly on the lips. "Our turn's coming," she reminded Jane. 

"Do you think your sister's as good at eating pussy as she seems to be at sucking cocks?" Jane asked with a wicked glint in her eye. 

"Dunno," said Shona with just the slightest edge to her voice, "maybe you should try her someday and find out." 

Hearing her friend's slightly indignant tone, Jane laughed. "No," she said, "I don't think I will. After all, no one's ever been able to turn me inside out with their tongue the way you do, not even Matt." 

"Thank you," said Shona, noticeably brightening. 

Jane laughed then threw her arms around her friend, hugging her tightly. 

Humming softly as she sucked hard on Doug's cock, Niamh swirled her tongue around the head, teasing the slit at its tip, savouring the rich taste of his pre-cum as it began to ooze into her mouth. Sean had his fingers in Annette's hair, pulling her head toward him as she took his prick deep into her mouth. 

Despite the girls' differing techniques the results were almost identical. Both Doug and Sean were clearly showing the strain as Niamh and Annette feasted on their cocks. Both were breathing hard. Sean's hips were thrusting, lifting his arse off the bench as he tried to drive his cock deeper into Annette's mouth. Doug's head tossed from side to side as Niamh sucked and teased him. 

Feeling the growing tension in Doug's cock and balls, Niamh increased her pace until her head was bobbing back and forth almost as fast as Annette's. Sean gasped as he watched almost the entire length of his shaft disappear into Annette's hungry mouth, the head of his cock lodging in the back of her throat. 

Both Doug and Sean were breathing hard as they tried desperately to hold on, the pressure for release mounting in their balls. "C'mon, Sean!" Doug urged, feeling his sac tighten, "Give her your load! I can't hold on much longer!" Hearing the desperation in Doug's voice, Niamh sucked even harder. 

"Oh fuck, Annette! This is... this is un... unbelievable..." Sean groaned, every fibre in his body screaming for release as pre-cum wept copiously into Annette's mouth. She stared up at Sean, her ice blue eyes piercing him from behind her long dark lashes. The look of hunger in Annette's gaze almost sent him over the edge. Somehow he managed to hold back as Doug moaned loudly beside him. 

"Oh fuck... oh fuck... ooooohhhhhh fffffuuuuuuccccckkkkkk!!!!" Doug groaned as his cock erupted, sending the first jets of cum into Niamh's waiting mouth. Niamh pulled her mouth back until only his knob was between her lips. Letting her jaw relax, she sucked hard on Doug's cock as his cum boiled into her mouth, letting it pool on her tongue before swallowing it down. 

As Doug shot his load into Niamh's mouth, Sean let himself go. "I'm cumming!!!!" he gasped as his seed surged up from his balls and through his cock to flood Annette's mouth. Taken by surprise at the force of Sean's explosion, there was nothing she could do to prevent a small amount of his cum spilling from her mouth and dribbling down her chin. Recovering quickly, she slid her lips up his shaft, swallowing eagerly as jet after jet of his hot, sticky fluid spilled into her mouth. 

Milking Doug's shaft with her fingers, Niamh eased the last of his cum into her mouth. As Annette swallowed her last mouthful she sat back on her heels, letting Sean's cock slip from between her lips. 

Niamh gave Doug's knob a final lick then turned to Annette. They kissed passionately, both highly aroused by what occurred. Their tongues explored each other's mouths. "You've spilled some," Niamh said to Annette with a coy little smile then ran her tongue lightly over her friend's chin, wiping away the stray trail of Sean's fluid. 

"Thank you," Annette replied then kissed Niamh once more. As one, the girls got to their feet and turned to face Shona and Jane with expressions of expectant triumph on their faces. 

Smiling broadly, Jane looked past the girls to where Doug and Sean slouched, their breath coming in strangled gasps. "What say you, St. Mark's? Do you find Niamh Fraser and Annette Williamson worthy to be our successors?" she asked, solemnly uttering the words of the traditional question just as it had been asked of herself and Shona twelve months before. 

"We do," replied Sean and Doug together. 

Still smiling Jane turned her attention back to the two younger girls. "You may go," she said, "go and uphold the values and traditions of St. Mary's." 

"Thank you," said Annette as she pulled her short plaid skirt back into place. 

Shona gave her sister a congratulatory hug. "Well done, sis," she said with a smile. 

As the girls left, closing the door behind then, Shona turned to her friend. "I made that three minutes ten. I'm afraid you're no longer the school record holder," she said with a teasing smile. 

"Well, it was good while it lasted," Jane said with a shrug. "Never knew your Niamh was such a pro though." 

"Me neither," admitted Shona ruefully. 

"Are all you Irish girls such fucking great cocksuckers or is it just a family speciality?" Doug asked. "I hate to say this, Shona, but your sister is very nearly, if not already, as good at that as you are." 

"And what about me?" Jane asked indignantly. 

Doug was saved from answering by a knock at the door. 

"Who is it that seeks entrance to our gathering?" asked Jane, giving Doug a look that made him wince. 

"The new head boys of St. Mark's" came the reply from the other side of the door. 

"Enter then, and show that you are worthy of your station," said Sean in traditional fashion. 

"They look promising enough," Jane whispered to her friend as she cast an appraising eye over Gary Peters and Mike Wilson, Doug and Sean's successors. 

"Hmmmm," replied Shona, "any preferences?" 

"Not really," replied Jane, "you?" 

"Nope." Shona dug a coin from her pocket. "Heads, I take the one on the left," she said. 

"OK," replied Jane "his name's Gary, by the way". 

Shona flicked the coin in the air. Catching it in the air, she held out her hand to reveal the coin with the queen's head uppermost. "Heads it is," she said with a grin, "I get Gary and you get Mike or do you want best of three?" 

"Nah," said Jane, "I'll go along with that." 

The girls waited patiently while Sean and Doug completed the formalities before leading their chosen partners over to the bench against the wall. Sitting down, the two friends made a show of slowly lifting their short, plaid skirts and opening their legs to reveal their pussies. Shona's soft, pink lips showed below her neatly trimmed dark triangle. Jane's hairless pussy was smooth and inviting, her juices glistened on her lower lips as she reached down to spread them with her fingers. 

Shona, as the older of the two girls, asked the boys if they were ready. They replied with an eager "Yes!" as they quickly knelt between the girls' legs. 

Needing no further encouragement, the Gary and Mike set to their task. Everyone in St. Mark's lower sixth had heard about Shona and Jane's reputations. Knowing that the girls tended to confine themselves to staff and the upper sixth form students, part of the honour of being elected to the posts of head boy was the fact that they would get this chance to be with the two hottest sluts that St. Mary's had ever produced. 

Shona and Jane both purred softly as the boys' tongues began to explore their pussies. Turning to each other, the two friends kissed, their tongues dancing in each other's mouths as the boys' tongues darted in and out of their cunts. 

"Fuck, this one's good," Jane whispered to her friend as her clit throbbed in response to the lashing of Mike's tongue. Turned on as she was by witnessing the earlier exploits of Niamh and Annette as they'd sucked Doug and Sean into submission, Jane felt a warm glow spread through her body from her pussy. 

"Mmmmm," sighed Shona dreamily, pressing her mouth firmly against Jane's as two fingers slipped into her her cunt and began to pump slowly in and out. She gripped the fingers with her walls as they twisted inside the warm, wet confines of her muffin. The tongue flicking over her swollen clit sent a shiver running up her spine. 

As Jane let the sensations wash over her she found Shona's hand and placed it against her breast. Her nipple stiffened immediately in response to the gentle pressure of her friend's touch, her arousal climbing higher with the added stimulation. Reaching out, she began to caress Shona's firm, large globes, feeling her friend's body stiffen then melt as her fingers gently squeezed and stroked them. 

Shona felt the first rippling tremors pulse through her pussy. She rocked her hips, forcing Gary's fingers deeper into her cunt, his tongue more firmly against her clit. Her fingers tightened around Jane's breast and she heard her friend sigh in response. 

As so often happened, Jane found herself becoming more aroused by skilful touch of Shona's fingers than by the mouth of the St. Mark's lower sixth former who was expertly eating her pussy. The girls long association as lovers as well as friends meant that they knew each other's bodies as well as their own, instinctively finding the spots that gave each other the most pleasure. 

"Damn! Those girls are hot," Sean said admiringly to Doug, feeling the first stirrings of recovery in his cock as watched the St. Mary's girls in action. 

"Uh huh," agreed Doug feeling his own cock stiffen. "I'd be lying if I didn't admit that they're the most fantastic shags that I've ever had." A look of embarrassment flickered across his face. "Don't you ever tell Mandy I said that," he added. 

"Don't worry," Sean laughed, "your secret's safe with me." Clearing his throat, he continued, "My Claire's a fantastic ride but those two are in a class of their own. Did you have them before or after you started doing Mandy?" he asked. 

"Both," admitted Doug. "Jane before and Shona after. What about you?" 

"After," said Sean with a rueful shrug, "and both on the same afternoon. It almost killed me. I'm surprised I had anything left for Claire that night. Not that she was complaining. I was so drained by that pair that it took me forever. If she hadn't let me up her arse I don't think I'd've managed at all." 

Doug couldn't help smiling at his friend as he recounted his encounter with the two St. Mary's girls. He knew from experience just how demanding Jane and Shona could be. "If you ever repeat this in front of Claire you're dead," Sean said. 

Feeling their climaxes approach, Shona and Jane gripped the heads of the boys feasting on their cunts, pressing their mouths more firmly against their pussies. Shona felt the pressure inside her grow as the sensations in her clit intensified. Jane moaned, her eyes clenched tightly shut as contractions rippled through her womb. 

"Oh fuck, yesssss!" Shona cried as Gary's fingers inside her stretched the walls of her muffin. She felt herself slipping over the edge and tried in desperation to hold back her release. 

"Eat me!" Jane demanded. "Eat my fucking pussy!" she urged Mike as her hips rocked of their own volition. The walls of her pussy contracted every time she felt the rough surface of his tongue slide over her clit. 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 19



"Oh yes... Oh yes... Oh fuck yesssssss!!!!" Shona cried as she let herself go. Beside her, Jane was equally vocal in her release. The girls kissed once more as their orgasms consumed them, melting into each other's embrace as they surrendered themselves to their pleasure. 

With fingers in their pussies and tongues remorselessly lashing their clits the girls rode their climaxes, letting them peak over and over again, milking the maximum satisfaction from the sensations that consumed them. 

Satisfied at last, Jane pushed Mike away. "Stand up!" she demanded urgently. Shona followed Jane's lead and as the boys stood before them, the two girl's fingers deftly undid Gary and Mike's belts. 

As the St. Mary's girls yanked their trousers and boxer shorts down, Gary and Mike grinned at each other. Fully aware of Shona and Jane's reputations, the boys both knew that they were about to receive the most incredible blow-jobs of their lives. 

Shona and Jane wasted no time, taking the cocks of their respective partners quickly into their mouths. Gary gasped as Shona's lips slid up and down his shaft, her tongue teasing his knob. "Fuuuucccckkkkkk!" moaned Mike as Jane's mouth engulfed his prick, taking the head deep into the back of her throat. 

"I hope those guys know just how lucky they are," Sean commented to Doug as they watched St. Mary's champion cocksuckers in action. 

"By their expressions, I'd say they do," Doug replied. "I don't know about Claire but I know Mandy can't compete with them." 

"Claire doesn't even come close and, next to those two, she's the best I've ever had," Sean said. 

"I used to think Mandy was too," said Doug, "that is, until Niamh. She really is almost as good as her sister." 

"I'll have to give her a try some time," chuckled Sean. 

"You won't be disappointed," agreed Doug. "I wonder if she's as good with her with her cunt as she is with her mouth?" he mused. 

Shona dug her fingers into the fleshy cheeks of Gary's arse, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. Sucking hard, she could already taste his pre-cum as it oozed from his knob. She glimpsed at Jane and Mike out of the corner of her eye. Mike had his fingers clenched in Jane's long blonde hair as she deep-throated him, his whole shaft disappearing into her hungry mouth. 

"Oh... Ohhhh... Ooooohhhhhh!!!" Mike groaned feeling the tension inside him growing. Looking down, he watched Jane devour him with her mouth, her lips gliding up and down the entire length of his shaft. 

As Shona's fingernails bit into the skin of his arse, Gary thrust his hips, forcing his cock between her lips, feeling the head slide against the roof of her mouth. His fingers gripped Shona's shoulders, tightening reflexively as he struggled to hold on in the face of his increasingly agonising need for release. 

With a sensation like fire burning in his balls, Mike used every ounce of his willpower to hold on. Pressed between Jane's tongue and the roof of her mouth, his cock twitched and jerked as his inevitable climax approached. 

"Oh fuck... Ohhhh fuck!" Gary cried as he began to lose control. His cum surged through his cock to erupt into Shona's mouth. Sucking hard, Shona swallowed his load as it streamed into her mouth. Gary's violent trembling as he came forced his cock deeper into Shona's mouth, shooting his warm fluid straight down her throat. 

Hearing his friend's strangled gasps, Mike released. The tension flooded from his loins as his cum boiled into Jane's mouth. Jane swallowed rapidly, easily taking his load as it filled her mouth. Her tongue flicked against the tip of his knob, teasing his milk from the slit at its tip. 

Having had every last drop of cum sucked from their cocks by the two St. Mary's girls, Gary and Mike had to struggle to stand upright as the girls released their cocks from their mouths. The girls, with their eager and ready mouths had drained their energy as well as their seed. Pulling their trousers up they watched, awe-struck as Shona and Jane shared a lingeringly passionate kiss. 

Sean and Doug turned to the girls whose attention was fixed on each other. Doug cleared his throat. "When you've quite finished," he began, smiling at the girls' look of embarrassed contrition, "let's observe the formalities shall we? What say you, St. Mary's? Do you find Gary Peters and Mike Wilson worthy to be our successors?" 

The girls hesitated. "We do," replied Jane with an impish smile. 

"But only just," Shona added wickedly. 

"They'll have to work on their stamina a bit," Jane said once Gary and Mike had been dismissed and had left the room. 

Sean laughed. "That's hardly fair," replied Doug, "I don't know of anyone who can last more than a few minutes when you two put your minds to it." 

"That's hardly our fault," said Shona, sounding slightly aggrieved. 

"Never said it was," replied Doug, hurriedly. 

"So," said Jane, gaining the boys' attention, "are you two ready to discharge your final duty as St. Mark's head boys or do you want to wait until the party tomorrow night?" 

"Any chance we could do both?" asked Sean. 

"Dunno," replied Jane with a coy smile, "I suppose it depends really on just how good you are. If you make us want a repeat performance you might be in luck." 

"I'm willing to give it a try," said Sean as he began to undo his belt. 

"Me too," agreed Doug readily. "Either way, the worst that can happen is that we only get to screw them once. This way there's at least the chance of us getting a second bite at the cherry." 

Shona laughed. "You won't get to bite our cherries," she said, "I misplaced mine a long time ago and Jane's vanished in similar circumstances soon after," she added with a knowing wink to her friend. 

"You know what I meant," Doug said with an exasperated sigh. 

"Do you think we could, maybe, like, get on with this?" Jane asked in a slightly pained tone. 

"Sure," replied Doug, laughing as he dropped his grey school flannels. Releasing his straining hard on from the confines of his boxer shorts he turned to the blonde St. Mary's girl. "Will this do for starters?" he asked. 

Jane licked her lips appreciatively, "I guess it might," she said as, getting down on all fours, she crawled, catlike, towards him. 

"I guess that means that it's you and me then, Shona," Sean said. 

Shona kissed him briefly. "I guess it does," she replied, smiling as she reached out to stroke the growing bulge in his trousers. "Here, let me help you with these," she purred as she hooked her thumbs into the waist of his boxer shorts, pushing them and his trousers down over his firmly muscled thighs. Kissing him once more, Shona dropped to her knees. "My, who's a big boy?" she asked in a little girl voice, batting her long brown eyelashes as she stroked his thick cock, "Is that for me?" 

Sean moaned as Shona lightly teased the ridge of skin between his balls with a fingernail. "Yes, Shona," he gasped, "that's for you." 

"Oh good!" she cooed, smiling briefly up at Sean before wrapping her lips around his shaft. 

"Oh, Shona!" Sean gasped as he watched his cock disappear into her warm, hungry mouth. "That feels soooo fucking good!" 

Jane hummed softly as she slid her lips up and down Doug's cock, gripping his shaft between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Doug tried to thrust but Jane pushed him back with her hands, content to let him initially take a passive role as she skilfully worked his cock in and out of her mouth. 

Jane sucked Doug's cock with a slow, measured pace, intent on giving him the maximum enjoyment. There was none of the frantic urgency with which Shona and she had dispatched Gary and Mike. Doug murmured his appreciation as Jane's lips glided along his shaft, her tongue circling his knob at the end of each stroke. 

Shona's head rocked back and forth. Sean groaned each time that he felt his knob lodge in the back of Shona's throat. He was being driven wild as Shona employed her full repertoire of skills, varying her pace and using her lips, tongue and fingers in varyingly stimulating combinations. Shona's technique was sensuous and sensual where Annette's had been almost brutally direct. 

Digging his fingers into her long brown hair, Sean felt his hips begin to surge as Shona made love to his cock with her mouth. "Ohhhh fuck..." he moaned as she teased the tip of his knob with her tongue. 

Letting Doug's cock slip from between her lips she flicked her tongue rapidly over its surface before smiling sweetly up at him. "Fancy a swap?" she asked her raven haired friend. 

"Mmmm, why not?" Shona replied dreamily, her fingers still slowly stroking Sean's shaft. 

Without any further hesitation the girls changed partners. Sean sighed as Jane's mouth replaced Shona's. With his cock sensitised by Shona's attentions, he realised that he could feel how the contours of Jane's mouth differed subtly from Shona's as it closed around his knob. 

"Fuck, Jane, that's good," Sean moaned as Jane's lips slid up and down his shaft. Almost absently, he decided that while the girls may have differing techniques they were equal in terms of skill. He found himself wishing that his own girlfriend, Claire, while she was in no way lacking in ability, could be as skilful with her mouth as either of two cocksucking St. Mary's girls. 

Watching as Shona's head bobbed up and down, his cock disappearing repeatedly into her hot and hungry mouth, Doug realised that her sister, Niamh, had a style that had more in common with Jane than with her own. He hadn't lied when he said that Niamh was almost as good as Shona was and now, with Shona's mouth locked around his dick where Jane's had been only moments before, he couldn't believe how lucky he'd been to have had his cock sucked by the three most talent mouths he'd ever known in such a short space of time. 

Sean experienced a fleeting disappointment as his cock slipped from Jane's mouth. She smiled up at him. "Time to give the other end some action," she said. "I want this in my cunt," she added, giving his cock a few quick strokes. 

"Sure thing, Jane" Sean agreed as Jane flicked up her skirt and leant her elbows on the bench. Moving behind her, he grabbed her hips. "Fuck, you've got a wonderful arse, Jane" he said appreciatively as he slid the head of his cock along her slit, coating it with her juices. 

"Thank you," replied Jane, "Now stop fooling around and fuck me! I want to feel your cock in my pussy!" Sean thrust forward. "Ooooffff, mmmmm!" sighed Jane as the head of his cock split her lips and slid past her entrance into her hot, wet cunt. As he began to work his cock in and out, Jane tightened the muscles in the walls of her pussy, gripping him inside her as she pushed her hips back to meet his strokes. 

Shona pushed Doug to the ground, moving quickly to straddle him. She unbuttoned her blouse and pulled the cups of her lacy white bra down to let her large, full breasts hang free. "Shit, Shona, you've got a great pair of tits," Doug said as he leaned forward to bury his face in her cleavage. 

As Doug licked and sucked on her fleshy globes, sending a shiver through her body, Shona reached back between her legs, grabbing Doug's cock and guiding it into her awaiting hole. "Oooohhh fuckkkkk!!!!" he moaned as Shona's cunt engulfed his shaft, enveloping it with its moist warmth. 

"Oh, Doug!" Shona purred as she rocked her hips to and fro, feeling his cock stretch her pussy. "You... you feel so big inside me," she added, "so thick and hard." Digging his fingers into the cheeks of Shona's arse, Doug used his hands to guide Shona's movements, lifting her up and pulling her back down firmly onto his cock. 

Sean reached forward to play with Jane's breasts as he drove his cock into her from behind. "Fuck yes!!! Play with my tits!!!" Jane urged as Sean's fingers squeezed them tightly, crushing them together as her rolled her nipples under her thumbs. As Jane reached between her legs to stroke her clit, Sean felt the walls of her pussy contract around his shaft, gripping him firmly inside her. 

"Fuck, Jane," Sean gasped, "I can't believe how tight your cunt is!" 

"Harder!" urged Jane, "Fuck me harder!" she cried as a familiar tingling began to spread from her clit. Sean increased his pace, his thighs slapping against Jane's arse with every thrust. "Yes! Oh Yesssssss!!!! That feels sooo good!!!!" Jane groaned, pushing her hips back to meet Sean's strokes, her body on fire as the sensations consumed her. 

Jane's groans and cries added to Shona's arousal. As she impaled herself on Doug's stiff cock she found herself becoming equally vocal in her encouragement. "Suck my tits, Doug! Go on... suck them!" she urged as Doug's lips fastened around her nipple, his tongue flicking it rapidly. 

As so often happened, the girls found themselves feeding off each other's pleasure, the arousal of one increasing, almost telepathically, the enjoyment of the other. In tune with each other, through their long and enduring friendship and countless shared experiences, the two friends came together, their cries and moans of pleasure echoing around the disused building. 

Gasping for breath, Shona turned to her friend. "Change?" she asked. 

"Mmmmm," replied Jane dreamily, her body shaking as Sean's cock continued to plunge into her warm, wet depths. 

Shona slid off Doug's cock, experiencing a sudden feeling of emptiness. Leaning against the bench as she knelt next to Jane, she turned and kissed her blonde friend lightly on the cheek. 

"Ahhhhh..." sighed Jane as Sean pulled his cock from her cunt, leaving it stretched and empty. The boys quickly changed places, each kneeling behind their respective partners. 

"OK boys," said Shona, her voice husky, her body still shaking in the aftermath of her climax, "give us what you've got!" 

Smiling, Sean and Doug exchanged a quick glance as they positioned the heads of their cocks against the the girls' entrances. "OK, girls, brace yourselves," Sean laughed, "Three... two... one... now!" The boys lunged, their cocks filling the girls' pussies. Shona and Jane moaned as they felt their cunts being invaded from behind. 

As Sean powered cock into her, Shona began to play with her breasts, squeezing her nipples, causing the walls of her cunt to contract around Sean's prick. "Ooooooohhhhh yesssssss! she sighed softly as a small but powerful orgasm swept through her. 

Thick as Sean's cock had been, Jane was pleasantly surprised to feel Doug's prick stretch her even more. "Yes!" she cried as he ploughed in and out, "Fuck me Doug! Oh yessss.... FUCK MEEE!!!!" 

Responding to the girls' urgings, Doug and Sean increased their pace, the sounds of their thighs slapping against the girls' arses as they drove their cocks into Shona and Jane's pussies filling the gaps between the St. Mary's girls' cries of pleasure. "Harder... Faster... Oh... Ooohhh.... Oh yesssss... Fuck me!!!" the friends screamed in unison, the volume of their cries increasing with every thrust of the boys' cocks. 

Jane felt her body stiffen then begin to shake. "Oh shit... Oh fuck..." she moaned, "I'm cumming... I'm cuuuummmmmiiiinnnnggggg!!!!!" Breathing hard, feeling his own climax approach, Doug pounded her cunt mercilessly. 

Shona was equally vocal as she came again. "Ohhhh... Ooooohhhhh... OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!" she cried as her body began to thrash. She squeezed her nipples tightly between her fingers, intensifying the sensations in her womb as electricity raced through every nerve in her body. The pulsing in her cunt transmitted itself along Sean's shaft, adding to the mounting pressure in his balls. Unable to prevent himself, he came, flooding Shona's pussy with his hot fluid. "Mmmmmm... yessssss!" Shona purred as Sean's hot cum filled her. 

The vice like grip of Jane's cunt pushed Doug over the edge. Torrents of thick, hot cum spewed from his cock into Jane's warm wet depths. "Aaahhhhh, mmmmm" Jane sighed as Doug emptied his load into her, feeling his rich, sticky cum deep inside her. 

Having had their balls drained spectacularly for the second time in such a short period, Doug and Sean slumped to the floor, spent, their breath coming in ragged gasps. Turning around, their bodies still trembling, Shona and Jane proceeded to lick the boys clean, hungrily savouring the rich mixture of cum and their own juices that coated Sean and Doug's cocks. "You girls are fan-fucking-tastic!" Sean groaned as Shona's tongue flicked over his shaft, teasing the last drops of cum from his knob. 

Doug agreed. "That was the best shag I've had since... since... well, since the last time I fucked either of you girls." 

"That's nice," cooed Jane, "Should I tell Mandy and Claire you said that?" 

"Hmmm, maybe not," replied Sean with a rueful shrug. "I doubt if they'd understand, even if we were just discharging our duties as St. Mark's head boys." 

Shona laughed. "I hope that wasn't all it was." 

"Of course not!" answered Doug emphatically. "You girls are the hottest fucks in school. Nobody in their right minds would turn down the opportunity to experience what we've just had, right Sean?" 

"Right!" replied Sean, "Nobody fucks or sucks like you two do!" 

Shona and Jane smiled, letting their bodies recover as Doug and Sean straightened themselves up. "See you at the prize giving this afternoon, " said Sean as Doug and he made their way to the door. "Oh, so have we earned a second chance tomorrow night?" he asked. 

The girls exchanged a knowing glance, smiling at each other. "I don't know," replied Shona, "we'll have to think about it," she added coyly. Doug and Sean laughed then left the room. 

Once the boys had gone, Jane turned to Shona and kissed her passionately. Shona felt herself melt into her friend's embrace and had to reluctantly force her away. "Later," she said huskily, "we've still far too much to do this afternoon." Reaching into her blazer pocket, she extracted a crumpled pair of knickers. Eying them with distaste she said, "I suppose, we'd better put them back on." Jane gave her a blank look, clearly puzzled at her friend's suggestion. "Well, do you want to explain to your parents after the prize giving why you were standing up on stage in front of the whole school with cum dribbling down your legs into your socks?" 

"Oh yeah," replied Jane, "I guess I hadn't thought of that," she admitted, digging her own knickers out of her pocket. "Not that these skimpy little thing will stop much," she added. "Are you sure we haven't got time to clean each other up? properly" 

Shona looked at her watch. "No," she sighed sadly, "we're almost late as it is. Let's not give the Battle-axe any ammunition to use against us on our last day." 

"I guess so," said Jane, standing up and straightening her skirt, making sure that the hem was above the regulation height, "but you'd better brace yourself for a good seeing to when we get back to our dorm tonight!" 

Shona smiled and kissed her friend lightly on the cheek. "I can't wait," she purred, smiling widely as her eyes reflected her smouldering passion.



St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 20



Sitting in front of the mirror in the luxurious surroundings of their room in 'The Four Towers' hotel, Shona sucked happily on her cigarette as Jane applied the finishing touches to her hair. The girls were getting ready for the annual St. Mary's and St. Mark's end of school party and, as usual, the hotel had been booked exclusively for the use of the departing students. Tomorrow, their school careers finally over, the students of both schools would head home for the summer to begin their new lives. While some of the friendships made during their years at school might endure, for many, tonight was the last time that they would see each other. 

"There, you look stunning," said Jane, admiring her handiwork. She sat down on her bed and bounced up and down a few times. "Wish our dormitory beds had been as comfy as these," she remarked, giving Shona a wicked grin. 

"Wish our dormitory room had been as nice as this," Shona replied. "Maybe we should've stayed the night that time the two American guys brought us here," she added wryly. 

"Maybe," Jane agreed, "although I doubt there'd've been much chance for sleeping if we had." 

"I see you managed to get that stain out of the front of your dress," Shona said, looking blonde her friend up and down. "I told you you shouldn't've let Matt see it before tonight," she teased. 

"I wanted to be sure he'd like it," Jane replied with a pout. 

Shona laughed, having seen the state of Jane's dress when she'd returned to their room after the last time she'd worn it. "Judging by the mess he made, I'd say he did. Why didn't you take it off before things got that far?" she asked. "I was dead embarrassed when I had to pick it up for you from the dry cleaners." 

"We got carried away," Jane replied. "He couldn't keep his hands off me and I was as randy as hell." 

Jane's dress was a black, backless number, low cut at the front with a hem, split at one side, that barely reached mid thigh. With her generously curved figure combined with the confident manner with which she wore it, the dress was provocative and inviting in a sophisticated way, emphasising Jane's sexy body rather than covering it. She wore her hair up, held in place with silver hair pin with diamond head, the ends of her long, blonde tresses cascading back down like a fountain. Around her neck was a delicate gold chain, hung with with a small diamond crucifix, the tail of which rested in the start of her deep cleavage. 

Shona's dress was a rich shade of emerald green. Strapless and low cut at the front, it seemed to defy gravity as it strained to contain her large, firm breasts. The skirt was tight, hugging her generously full, rounded posterior, tapering out to a frilled hem about two inches above her knees. 

Jane applied the finishing touches to her makeup as Shona took a final puff on her cigarette before draining the last of the wine from her glass. "There, what d'you think?" asked Jane, turning to her friend. 

Shona slowly and deliberately looked Jane up and down, her eyes lingering on her friend's incredibly sexy body. "Well, I'd give you one," she said coyly before adding, "We'll knock 'em dead," as they both a final look in the tall dressing mirror that stood in the corner of the room. 

Laughing, Jane finished her wine then said, "C'mon, let's go. We can't let Amanda and Sandra have all the fun." 

---- **** ----

Downstairs in the bar, Amanda was finishing her drink. She saw her friends, Jane and Shona, entering and was about to attract their attention when she heard her name being called. She turned to see her maths teacher, Mr. Reid, approach. With him was a stunningly attractive young woman, a couple of years older than Amanda herself. She had long, slightly wavy, strawberry blonde hair. She was tall, with a gracefully slim, subtly curved figure. Her eyes were ice blue and her full lips twitched into an inviting smile. There was something hauntingly familiar about her that Amanda couldn't quite place. 

"Ah, Miss Ross," Mr. Reid said by way of introduction, "I'd like you to meet my daughter, Hannah. Hannah, dear, this is Amanda," he continued, completing the introduction as recognition dawned on Amanda. She had seen the girl's photographs around her teacher's house when she'd attended his home study classes. She had worn her clothes as her father had provided Amanda with some very intimate one to one tuition when the other girls in the study group had gone home. She could tell from her photographs that Mr. Reid's daughter was good looking but to suddenly be face to face with the beautiful reality made Amanda's heart suddenly beat faster. 

Amanda held out her hand to Hannah who took it and shook it with surprising firmness. Hannah smiled. "Pleased to meet you, Amanda," she said. Amanda noted that Hannah had the slightest hint of an Australian accent, then remembered that she had only just recently returned to Britain from her gap year. "Daddy's told me so much about you," Hannah continued, "apparently, you were one of his most capable students," she added. She had said the last with a completely straight face but Amanda was almost certain that there had been a slightly knowing note in Hannah's voice that cast her otherwise bland statement into a completely different light. 

"Can you excuse me for a while, dear?" Mr. Reid asked his daughter, "I have to have a few words with the headmaster. I'm sure Miss Ross will be more than happy to look after you in the meantime, won't you, Miss Ross?" 

"Uh... of course, Mr. Reid," Amanda replied. 

"Good," replied Mr. Reid. "I'll see you later then," he added, giving his daughter a quick peck on the cheek. 

An awkward moment of silence followed that was broken only when Hannah asked, "So, Amanda, can I get you a drink?" 

Amanda nodded. "Erm... yes," she replied, "A dry white wine and soda would be nice." 

"A dry white wine and soda it is then," replied Hannah. "If you go and grab a couple of seats, I'll go and get the drinks," she added, smiling warmly before heading in the direction of the bar in the corner. 

As she took her seat, Amanda cast a quick glance around the bar to see if Shona and Jane were still in the bar. Realising her friends were nowhere in sight, she looked out into the main hall and was just in time to see the head girls taking their seats, one on either side of Mr. Beattie, the headmaster, at the head table. 

---- **** ----

The head students and senior staff of both schools were seated at the long rectangular table at one end of the hall. Spread out below the head table were twelve large circular tables, set out in three rows of four, each with ten places set on the gleaming white tablecloths. 

Sandra was feeling out of sorts. She's been looking forward to tonight for weeks and now that end of school party had finally arrived, she found herself feeling somewhat deflated. It was, she realised, at least partly due to the fact that her boyfriend, Martin, wasn't there. Having left school the year before, he was in the middle of his end of year exams at university and had been unable to attend. As the St. Mary's and St. Mark's students had taken their seats in readiness for the evening meal, Sandra had got separated from Amanda. With Jane and Shona, as head girls, being seated at the headmaster's table, she had found herself sitting next to Audrey, one of the Baker twins, at the middle table in the second row. Somewhat surprisingly, Sandra had found herself enjoying the other girl's company. 

In their years at school, Sandra had never been friends with the Bakers, having associated more with Shona and Jane and, more recently, Amanda. The Baker twins were the long time arch rivals of the St. Mary's head girls and their open hostility towards her friends had made Sandra wary of ever having anything to do with them. That said, she was glad that it was the older twin, Audrey, that she had ended up sitting beside. While Audrey was mildly disapproving of Sandra's friends, her younger twin, Avril, had an active dislike for Shona and Jane that bordered on hatred. 

As she talked to Audrey, Sandra realised that, despite being the older, she let herself be dominated by her younger sibling, content to follow Avril's lead and apparently sharing her views. Away from her sister's overbearing nature, Sandra found Audrey to be quite pleasant and open. While they would never be the best of friends, Audrey did, it appeared, have an approachable side to her nature and was willing to talk quite freely with Sandra. 

What surprised Sandra most of all was that, as they talked, she discovered that far from disapproving of Shona and Jane's recreational activities, Audrey was, in fact, deeply envious. Her sister's animosity was, however, completely genuine, based mainly on the fact that she had had a long term crush on Jane's boyfriend, Matt and that Matt, despite the the freedom that Jane allowed him to find his own entertainment, had never shown the slightest interest in Avril to the point where he actively ignored her far from subtle attempts to entice him away from her rival. 

Sandra had almost laughed at Audrey's revelation about her sister. While keeping up the outward pretence of being whiter than white in an attempt to curry favour with the girls' house mistress, Miss Carlisle, it was well known that Avril had an exhibitionist streak and, despite the outwardly chaste appearance that she put on display, had kept her appetite well satiated during her time at St. Mary's. Audrey, on the other hand, was almost as naively innocent as she appeared to be having, she'd confided somewhat shamefacedly to Sandra, only ever had one 'real' boyfriend to whom she had lost her virginity only a few months before. 

"I'm not really that much more experienced," Sandra admitted. Seeing the look of disbelief in Audrey's face she continued, "I've been with Martin since second year, he was my first. I've had the odd diversion, especially this year, but I don't come anywhere close to Jane and Shona or even Amanda for that matter." 

"Oh!" exclaimed Audrey, an embarrassed flush rising in her cheeks, "I'd sort of assumed that since you were so friendly with them then you'd be... well... you know..." 

Sandra notice Audrey's eyes lingering on her as she spoke. "Every bit as big a slut as they are, right?" Sandra laughed as Audrey nodded, her embarrassment clearly deepening. Sandra couldn't help noticing how attractive the other girl was when she blushed and was slightly surprised when she found herself edging closer to her. "No not really, but then I don't think anybody is," Sandra added admiringly. "I envy them almost as much as you do. Their boyfriends, Craig and Matt, know all about and fully approve of their exploits with other men. Martin, on the other hand, would probably dump me in a flash if he knew that I'd been unfaithful to him." 

"It's not just men though, is it?" Audrey asked, moving slightly closer to Sandra. 

Sandra laughed again. "Well Jane and I aren't really serious about that. With the exception of each other, the only girls we've been with are Shona and Amanda. Those two, on the other hand, really are bi, especially Shona. They're equally happy doing it with girls or men." She paused briefly then shook her head, aware that she'd been staring intently at Audrey, realising that the direction the conversation was taking was causing her to become aroused. Regaining her composure, a mischievous grin twitching across her lips, she added, "Sex with Shona, Jane or Amanda is great, I'll admit, but nothing beats a good, hard, satisfying fuck from a long, thick, hard cock." 

Audrey smiled. There was something slightly wistful in her expression. "Avril's been with girls too," she said with a hint of hunger in her eyes. "I've always been curious but I've never had the nerve to try it," she admitted to Sandra, who sipped her drink with a thoughtful expression on her face as she absently twisted a finger in her hair. 

---- **** ----

After the meal and the speeches, and having had only the briefest chance to speak to their boyfriends, Shona and Jane took to the dance floor to perform their last official duty as head girl's of St. Mary's, leading the first set of dances with their opposite numbers, Doug and Sean, the head boys at St. Mark's. Shona partnered Doug and Jane partnered Sean as they waited for the music to start. 

The girls had enjoyed the meal, not so much for the food itself but for the opportunity to tease Mr. Beattie, the headmaster, one last time. All through the meal, the girls had taken it in turns to stroke and play with the dear old man's cock, their hands hidden under the table. Shona smiled as she recalled the little ceremony in his office that morning when Jane and she had each presented him with a pair of their knickers and their school garter belts. They two friend's had stood in front of him, fingering their pussies through the gussets of their knickers, letting their juices soak into the silky material before letting their headmaster remove them. Mr. Beattie had been profuse in his thanks, telling them both how much he was going to miss 'his little girls' as he had emptied his cock into their mouths for what was to be the last time. What no one but the girls and Mr. Beattie knew was that what appeared to be a black silk handkerchief that protruded from the breast pocket of his dinner jacket was, in fact, the gusset of Shona's knickers while Jane's were being worn under his trousers. 

"So, do Sean and I get that second chance?" Doug asked quietly, intruding on Shona's reverie. 

"What? Um... eh," Shona replied, caught slightly of guard. She cast a quick glance to where she had last seen Craig and Matt chatting to Amanda and another girl that she didn't know. Noticing that their boyfriends and the two girls were now nowhere to be seen, she smiled. "You might," she replied wickedly, "you'll just have to wait and see. Have you had any more chances to compare me with Niamh yet?" she teased. 

"No," Doug laughed, "but I'm working on it. If she can fuck anything like her big sister and, if her blow-job technique is any indication, I'd say there's a pretty good chance that she can, then she'll be well worth the chase. Maybe I should try plying her with drink tonight, whaddya think?" he asked. 

"Sure you could handle us both on the same night?" Shona teased. Her sister, Niamh, along with Annette and the two new head boys of St. Mark's were the only students other than those that were departing who were allowed to attend. The outgoing head students had officially handed their responsibilities on to their replacements in a small ceremony just before the after dinner speeches. 

"Dunno," admitted Doug, "but it sure would be fun to try, even if it killed me." 

Jane felt Sean's hand glide over her bottom as the danced. "You're keen, aren't you?" she teased, pressing herself against him. 

"Can you blame me?" Sean asked jokingly in reply. 

"I suppose not," Jane admitted, "you are male, after all!" she teased. 

The dance came to an end and the girls were required to change partners. For the second set of dances, Doug and Sean took it in turns to partner Niamh and Annette while Shona and Jane danced with the new St. Mark's head boys, Gary Peters and Mike Wilson. 


"So, are you two going to buy us a drink?" Jane asked Doug and Sean when the last of the four dances came to an end. 

Sean laughed. Turning to Doug, he asked, "I dunno, Doug. Do you think we should ply these two with drink then let them have their wicked way with us?" 

"Sounds like a good idea to me," Doug replied, grinning broadly. "What d'you girls think?" 

Shona shrugged, puffing on a cigarette. "I've had more appealing offers," she said, blowing a trail of smoke at Doug. 

"Hmmm, me too, I must admit," added Jane. She smiled then added, "But any offer's better than none, I guess." 

As Sean went to the bar, Shona, Jane and Doug took their seats at an empty table. "So where's Matt and Craig?" Doug asked. 

"Oh, they're here, somewhere," Jane replied. 

"I imagine they're amusing themselves while we have some fun," Shona admitted. 

Sean returned to the table with their drinks. They were joined a few minutes later by Shona's sister, Niamh. "Looks like you might just get your chance tonight after all," Shona said quietly to Doug, her hand sliding up the inside of his thigh. "Niamh, come and sit next to Doug," Shona said to her sister, giving her a wicked smile, "I think he needs some more company," she added. 

"Oh well," said Jane with an artfully contrived shrug of indifference, "I guess that means it's you and me then, Sean," she said. 

"I guess it does," replied Sean, "funny how it seems to work out that way." 

"So, your room or ours?" Doug asked. 

"Depends which is closer," replied Shona. "Jane and I are on the fourth floor." 

"I'm on the first," said Niamh, "but Annette's probably busy just now," she added with a knowing smile. 

"We're on the first floor too," said Sean, "so I guess it's our room." 

"Well then, that's settled," said Jane, "why don't we drink up then we can get started? Are you joining us Niamh?" she asked. 

"Would anyone mind if I did?" Niamh replied. 

Jane laughed, "I doubt it. I think these two would complain more if you didn't." 

The group finished their drinks quickly then made their way to Doug and Sean's room. Once inside, all five quickly undressed, the boys helping the girls out of their dresses. Sean sat down on the edge of his bed and Jane knelt before him. Shona and Niamh took up a similar position with Doug on the opposite side of the room. 

Holding Sean's stiff rod, Jane ran her tongue up and down the underside of his shaft. "Fuck... Jane!" he gasped as she sucked gently on his balls, her fingers lightly squeezing his engorged knob. Jane smiled then moved up, her tongue swirling around the head briefly before she took it between her lips and began to slide her mouth down, taking him deep into the back of her throat. 

Shona teased Doug's balls with her tongue as her sister worked her lips up and down his cock, occasionally flicking her tongue over the slit at its tip. After a few moments, they changed places. Doug flinched as Niamh teased the ridge of skin that ran from his balls to his arse with the tip of one fingernail. Shona took his cock into her mouth and began to work her lips up and down his shaft with a leisurely pace. "Oh, Shona," Doug groaned, "your mouth's sooooo fucking hot!" 

As she teased Doug's balls, Niamh watched as her older sister expertly sucked on his cock. She had heard all about Shona and Jane's reputations but she had never seen her sister or her sexy blonde friend in action before. She looked round to see Sean's rod disappearing into Jane's hungry mouth. Niamh found the sight of Doug's stiff prick disappearing between her sister's lips highly arousing. 

Jane cupped and squeezed Sean's balls as her tightly pursed lips slid along his shaft, eliciting strangled groans of pleasure from the St. Mark's head boy. She began to finger her clit as she bobbed her head up and down, occasionally casting a glance at Shona who was feasting on Doug's thick cock.. The sensations Jane's fingers produced caused her to suck harder on Sean's prick. 

After a few minutes, to the sound of Sean's moans as Jane sucked hungrily on his swollen prick, Shona reluctantly relinquished Doug's cock to her sister. She watched as Niamh wrapped her lips around his thick shaft and began to bob her head back and forth with practised ease. From the gasps and groans issuing from Doug, Shona was forced to accept that her sister appeared to be an accomplished cocksucker. 

Niamh savoured the taste of the rich, salty pre-cum that oozed out of the eye of Doug's knob. The noises of the other couple added to her arousal. She swirled her tongue around the head as she scraped her teeth lightly along his shaft. "Fuck!" groaned Doug, "I still can't tell which of you girls is better." 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 20



Niamh let Doug's knob slip out of her mouth. Tilting her head slightly, she began to kiss and lick the side of his shaft. Shona leaned forward and began to do the same on the other side. 

Doug was in heaven as two tongues and pairs of lips pleasured his cock. He looked down to see two pairs of identical deep green eyes staring intently back up at him as the sisters feasted on his prick. The sight was almost too much for him and he had to fight back the urge to blow his load over their faces. At the same time Sean groaned as Jane took his knob into the back of her throat and began to swallow. With her lips pursed tightly around his shaft, she began to hum softly, sending vibrations travelling up its length. "Oh, Jane..." he gasped, "you're soooooo good!" 

Jane began to suck harder as pre-cum flowed copiously from his knob. She could feel the tension in his body mount as she drove him to the edge. "Fuck... Ohhhhhh fuck...." Sean moaned as he felt the pressure mount. He reached down and grabbed Jane's head, his fingers clenching in her long, blonde hair as he began to thrust his cock into her mouth, feeling her lips grip his shaft as it slid in and out. 

With their lips on either side of Doug's knob, Shona and Niamh kissed, their tongues flicking over the swollen head. His hips bucked as he struggled to hold back, trying to make the moment last, savouring the expert ministrations of the two hot sisters. 

Niamh pressed her lips to Doug's balls, making a soft buzzing noise as Shona wrapped her lips around his shaft again. Shona could feel the vibration of her sister's lips transmitting themselves through Doug's throbbing organ. "Oh shit," he cried, "Oh fuck... Oh ssshhhiiiiittttt..." 

Niamh moved up, pressing her cheek firmly against her sister's, looking briefly over to watch Jane in action as Shona let Doug's cock slip from between her lips. Reaching out, Niamh stroked Doug's shaft with her fingers as Shona and she waited with their mouths expectantly open. The sisters had their tongues extended, occasionally using the tips to tease the swollen head of his cock. 

"Aaaaahhhhh!!!!" moaned Doug as his seed surged up from his balls, unable to hold back any longer. His cock erupted, sending a thick stream of cum into Shona's waiting mouth. With her fingers around his cock, Niamh guided his eruption, sharing his load in equal measures with her sister as her fingers milked his shaft. 

Plunging her fingers into her cunt, Jane felt her climax approach as Sean fucked her mouth. As the sensations in her pussy intensified, Jane sucked harder on Sean's cock as he thrust it between her lips. Moaning, Doug looked down to watch as he fired his load into the mouths and over the faces of the two sisters. Long white streaks of his sticky fluid trickled down their cheeks. The girls' faces glowed as they as his cock pumped his seed into their mouths and over their faces. 

The sight of Shona and Niamh's faces drenched in cum caused Jane to suck harder on Sean's prick, her free hand rubbing frantically at his shaft as she tried to coax his load into her mouth. Doug slumped back on to the bed, spent. Shona sucked the last drops of cum from his cock then turned to her sister. Niamh laughed. "You're face is a mess, sis," she said. 

"Yours isn't much better," Shona replied, grinning broadly. Laughing, the sisters embraced as they began to lick Doug's cum from each other's faces. 

Watching the two sexy sisters clean his friend's load from their faces drove Sean to the brink. "Fuck, Jane..." he groaned, "I can't take much more. Using her free hand, Jane teased his balls, squeezing them lightly as his hips bucked, driving his knob into the back of her throat. 

"Go on Jane, finish him off! Drink his cum!" Jane heard someone say. In her highly aroused state she couldn't tell if it had been Shona or Niamh who had shouted encouragement. She squeezed Sean's balls lightly with her fingers as her mouth drove him beyond the point of no return. 

"Oh fuck... Oh fuck... I'm cumming, Jane, I'm cumming!!!!" Sean gasped as his seed began to boil up through his rod. "Aaaaahhhhh!!!!" he moaned as his cock erupted, flooding Jane's eager mouth with his cum. 

Swallowing rapidly, her friends still shouting their encouragement, the taste of Sean's cream on her tastebuds, her fingers of her free hand buried in her cunt, Jane came too. Her body trembled as the sensations in her pussy engulfed her. She had to force herself concentrate on keeping Sean's cock in her mouth as spasms gripped her womb. 

Sean's cock twitched and jerked inside Jane's mouth as he released his load. Despite the draining intensity of her own sensations, Jane managed to find the strength to lift her hand to his shaft and begin milking his cock into her mouth. 

"Fuck, that was fantastic!" Sean murmured as his eruption subsided, the tension in his groin slowly dissipating. Jane let his spent member slip from her mouth and smiled up a him, her eyelashes fluttering winsomely over her baby blue eyes. 

"Did you like that?" she asked in a little girl voice. 

Sean laughed. "You bet I did," he said, sighing theatrically as Jane giggled. 

Shona and Niamh moved over to join Jane, kneeling on either side of her. Jane turned to kiss Shona and Niamh in turn. "I think these guys will need some time to recover," Jane pouted, "What're we going to do to amuse ourselves until they're ready?" she asked with a feigned innocence. 

"I'm sure we'll think of something," replied Shona, turning to kiss her blonde friend lingeringly on the lips. Jane melted into Shona's embrace, her tongue dancing in her friend's mouth. She felt Niamh's breath, warm against her skin as the other girl started to kiss the back of her neck. 

Offering no resistance, Jane let herself be be moved until she was lying on her back on the floor, smiling dreamily to herself as Shona and Niamh positioned themselves on either side of her. The deep, luxurious pile of the carpet felt like a thousand fingers stroking her back as she squirmed in anticipation. She felt a growing excitement. While no stranger to having sex with more than one person at the same time, this was the first time that two women had made love to her simultaneously. "Yessssss!" she cried as the two sisters, Shona on her left and Niamh on her right began to play with her large, sensitive breasts. Their hands caressed the soft skin of her full, ripe globes as their lips fastened on her nipples. 

As one, Shona and Niamh began to run their hands up the insides of Jane's thighs, their fingers teasing, always stopping just short of her muffin. Doug and Sean watched with rapt attention as the two sisters seduced their friend, aware that the scene that was unfolding was as much for their benefit as it was for Jane's. 

"Ohhhhhh God!!!!" Jane cried as she felt a finger tip brush lightly over her enflamed, most labia. In her aroused state, Jane couldn't tell which of her lovers the finger belonged to. 

The finger was joined by another and Jane began to recognise the differences in their touch. Shona's fingers were lovingly tender, seeking out the exact spots, touching her with just the right amount of pressure, pleasuring her with the certain confidence born of long familiarity. Niamh, while appearing to be as skilled as her older sister, was slightly more hesitant, her touch slightly lacking in certainty. Their combined effect, however, was driving Jane wild. Already, she could feel the first stirrings of her orgasm build inside her as the sisters fingered her pussy while their lips and tongues teased her stiff nipples. 

Shona had been impressed and a little surprised by her sister's cocksucking skills. While they had always been close, their sex lives had been something they'd never discussed and, until she had witnessed Niamh in action, first at her initiation as head girl and again, just a few moments before, Shona had never had any reason to suspect that her sister, fifteen months younger than she was, had as much enthusiasm for sex as she herself did. Shona shrugged. Given her own undisputed talents and the fact that she had lost her virginity just months after her fourteenth birthday, when she remembered how similar she and Niamh had always been, she realised that she really shouldn't have been surprised at her sister's obvious talent. Shona wondered fleetingly if Niamh would have the same skill with girls as she seemed to have with men. Even if she had, Shona knew that she would be able to draw on her long, personal knowledge of what Jane liked to show her younger sister just where and how to touch her friend so that Jane would gain the most pleasure from the experience. 

"Ooooooohhh fuck yesssssssss!!!!" Jane cried, throwing her head back as her body began to shake. As Jane's body convulsed, Niamh looked across at her sister. Their eyes met and Shona nodded. Niamh began to kiss her way down Jane's body, moving so that she positioned herself between the blonde girl's legs. "Oooohhhh, Niamh!" Jane moaned as she felt her beast friend's sister's tongue work its way between her wet lower lips and into the entrance of her tunnel. "Fuck, Shona, you're sister's really good," Jane purred to her friend as Niamh's tongue explored her pussy. 

"As good as me?" Shona asked, kissing Jane passionately on the mouth. 

"No... not quite... d... different," Jane replied dreamily, letting Shona guide her sister to where she should lick to maximise Jane's pleasure. Niamh altered her position slightly, following her sister's lead as Jane closed her eyes, surrendering herself to Niamh's tender ministrations. 

"Good," replied Shona, "Now, while Niamh's eating you, do you think you could do the same to me?" Jane murmured her assent, smiling as she nodded her head. 

Shona moved round until her knees were on either side of her friend's head. She slowly lowered her pussy on to Jane's mouth, sighing contentedly as her friend's tongue worked its way into the warm, wet folds of her pussy. 

"Fuck, those girls are hot," Sean said to Doug, feeling his cock stiffen as he watched the three St. Mary's girls in action. 

"Hmmm," replied Doug absently, engrossed in the scene in front of him. "D'you think we could convince Mandy and Claire to do something like that?" he asked. 

"I doubt it," replied Sean, "Claire's never shown any interest in being with another girl," he added. 

"Really?" replied Doug, "I know for a fact that Mandy's been with at least one other girl and I'm pretty certain there's been others." 

Sean looked mildly surprised. "You lucky bastard," he said, "I'd give anything to be able to watch Claire with another girl although they'd have to go some to be as hot as these three," he continued, nodding towards the floor where it was clear that Niamh, who was still feasting on Jane's pussy, had driven the blonde girl to another orgasm while fingering herself to her own climax and Shona, with her eyes screwed tightly closed, was lost in the throes of orgasm as Jane's tongue lashed her clit. 

"Think we should join them?" Doug asked. 

"Why not?" replied Sean. "Tell you what," he added, "I'll even let you have the first shot at Niamh." 

Lost in their shared sensations, the girls were oblivious to the approach of Doug and Sean. Sean circled round to take up position behind Shona while Doug knelt behind Niamh. Almost simultaneously, they grabbed the girls' hips, thrusting their cocks into Shona and Niamh's pussies. 

"Oh fuck, yesssss!" cried Shona as Sean's cock plunged into her, heightening her already intense sensations, causing her climax to peak again. Jane opened her eyes to be greeted with the sight of Sean's cock plunging into her best friend's cunt just inches above her face. 

Niamh moaned as her cunt stretched around Doug's thick shaft. Still licking Jane's clit, she pushed her hips back until Doug filled her completely. She flexed the walls of her pussy around Doug's shaft. "Fuck, Niamh!" he gasped as he started to pump in and out, "Your cunt's so tight!" 

Jane let her tongue tickle the underside of Sean's cock as it slid in and out of Shona's muffin. Its surface glistened with her friend's juices as it slid over her tongue. Supporting herself with one hand, Shona cupped and squeezed her breasts with the other. "Yesss! Oh fuck, yessss!"! she cried. "Fuck me, Sean, fuck me! Fuck me while Jane eats my pussy!" She pushed her hips back, meeting Sean's thrusts. His head of his long, thick cock pressed against the neck of her womb at the end of every inward stroke. Shona's body was on fire, a warm tingling feeling spread through her as she allowed herself to cum again and again. 

Doug reached forward to play with Niamh's breasts as he rammed his cock into her from behind. They were slightly smaller than her sister's but they were still full and ripe. "Oh God, yessss!" cried Niamh, "Play with my tits! Squeeze them hard and fuck me hard!" she demanded. "Your big, fat cock feels so good in my cunt," she moaned as Doug pounded her even harder. 

"Hey! What about me? Pussy's all very nice but I want some cock too!" Jane pouted, sitting up as she pulled herself out from beneath Shona. 

Her friends laughed. "Feeling, uh... deprived... oooohhh... are you?" asked Shona as Sean rammed his cock deep into her cunt. 

"Too fucking right I am," Jane complained. 

"OK... mmmmm... Sean. You'd better... Ohhhh fuck... give Jane a... ahhhhhh... seeing to now," Shona said. 

"If you say so, Shona," replied Sean, sinking his cock into her trembling pussy with one final, powerful thrust. He pulled out and moved over to Jane. Jane quickly wrapped her lips around his shaft, cleaning her friend's juices from its length. 

Satisfied that she hadn't missed any of Shona's rich nectar, Jane turned round, positioning herself on all fours, wriggling her bum suggestively in front of Sean. "OK, big boy, show me what you can do," she demanded, looking back over her shoulder to give Sean a coy smile. 

"OK then," Sean replied, gripping Jane's hips, "brace yourself." 

"Ooooooooh fffffuuuuuccccckkkkkk!!!!!" Jane cried as Sean entered her with a single powerful thrust. The walls of her cunt stretched to accommodate him as he began to thrust in and out. 

Shona took Jane's cheeks in her hands and kissed her friend lingeringly on the lips. "He really is very good," she purred. 

"Mmmmmm," replied Jane, smiling dreamily as Sean's cock sank into the warm, wet depths of her cunt. 

"Would you mind if I fucked your big sister for a bit?" Doug asked as he plunged his cock deep into Niamh. 

"Oh, all right. If you feel you really must," Niamh replied. 

"Thank you," replied Doug, hammering his cock into her with a series of rapid thrusts. 

Doug pulled out and Niamh quickly turned round. "Let me give you a quick, farewell suck," she said before wrapping her lips around his shaft. 

"When you're finished there, why don't you come over here so I can eat your pussy for a bit?" Jane offered. 

Niamh let Doug's cock slip from between her lips. Smiling at Jane, she said, "OK," before moving over to lie down in front of the blonde girl. "Ohhhhhhh, mmmmmmm," she murmured as Jane's tongue slipped into the folds of her pussy. "You taste just like your sister," Jane purred, briefly pausing from her feast. Niamh didn't reply but began playing with her breasts as Jane's tongue lapped at her cunt. 

"Looks like your sister's enjoying herself," Doug said to Shona. 

"She's not the only one," Shona replied. "How d'you want me?" 

"On your back is fine," Doug answered. 

Smiling, Shona lay back and stretched her legs open. "Come and get me then," she said with a coy wink. 

Doug moved between Shona's legs and leaned forward. He began to suck on her breasts, his teeth lightly biting on her stiff nipples. "Ooooooooh fuck," Shona cried as Doug licked and sucked her breasts. She pushed her hips up, trying to catch the tip of his cock as it rubbed along her slit. 

"You're keen, aren't you?" Doug teased, his knob sliding over her clit. 

"I just want your cock inside me," Shona moaned, rocking her head back as the tingling sensation in her breasts spread throughout her body. Doug pressed forward. "Ohhhhhh," Shona sighed as the tip of his cock split her lips and slid into her moist warm depths. She pulled her legs back to let him in deeper as he began to thrust in and out. 

Sean stabbed his cock into Jane's cunt from behind as she buried her face in Niamh's muffin. Shona's sister was writhing in pleasure as Jane expertly explored her pussy with her tongue. Jane savoured Niamh's rich flavour as the walls of her cunt tightened around Sean's prick. The front of his thighs slapped against the upthrust cheeks of her arse as he pounded into her. The force of his thrusts pushed Jane's face even more firmly against Niamh's mound. 

Niamh tugged on her nipples as Jane's tongue lashed her clit. The mixture of pain and pleasure driving her towards the precipice of her climax. 

Jane began humming as she sucked Niamh's clit between her lips. She felt Sean reach round to play with her breasts as his cock filled her tunnel. Niamh's hips began to buck, pushing her muffin against Jane's mouth. "Oh fuck, Jane, yesssssss!" she cried as the waves of her climax washed over her. 

Doug fucked Shona hard. His balls slapped against her with every thrust. Shona raked his back with her fingernails, rocking her hips against his as she responded with an urgency that exceeded his. "Careful!" he gasped as Shona's fingernails dragged against his skin, "I'll have some explaining to do to Mandy if you scar me too badly." 

"Sorry," laughed Shona, reaching down to grip the cheeks of his arse, pulling him tightly against her. 

The warmth of Jane's cunt enveloped his cock as Sean drove it deep inside her. He pinched her nipples as he thrust in and out, causing the blonde St. Mary's girl to moan loudly. Jane concentrated on Niamh's muffin, trying to blot out the intense sensations that threatened to overwhelm her. Niamh tossed her head wildly from side to side, her eyes screwed tightly shut as she fought to hold back her response to Jane's onslaught. 

Jane felt herself beginning to cum. The walls of her cunt contracted around Sean's shaft as fire coursed through her veins. Humming, she sucked on Niamh's clit, flicking the tip with her tongue. Niamh's body stiffened. "Ohhhh Jaaannnneeeeee!!!" she cried out, her hips bucking wildly, her body thrashing about as she surrendered herself to her climax. 

Jane lifted her mouth from Niamh's mound as her own climax intensified. Resting her head on her friend's stomach, Jane could feel the powerful contractions that gripped Niamh's womb. With her mouth now free, Jane allowed herself to become increasingly vocal. "Fuck me, Sean!" she urged, "Stick your cock deep in my cunt and fuck me hard!" 

Sean increased his pace, thrusting hard. Jane fingered her clit as he tugged her nipples, intensifying the overpowering sensations even more. 

Feeling his own climax approaching, Sean reluctantly pulled his cock from Jane's battered cunt. "Sorry, Jane," he said, his voice hoarse from the strain, "but I've gotta fuck Niamh before I blow my load." 

Jane watched as Niamh pushed Sean on to his back and straddled him, her hand guiding his cock into her well fucked hole. She turned towards Shona, leant over and kissed her friend on the lips. "Why don't we let your sister finish these two off?" Jane asked quietly, "I think she's earned it and there'll be plenty more for us later, after all. I mean, it's not as if these two are going to be our only fucks of the night." 

Shona reluctantly agreed. "Jane thinks you should blow your load in my sister," she said to Doug. 

"Would you mind?" Doug asked, his cock still buried deep in Shona's cunt. 

"Shona shrugged. "No, I guess not," she said. 

Doug pulled out and crossed the room to where Niamh was grinding up and down on Sean's shaft. Standing in front of her, he offered his cock to her mouth. Niamh took it eagerly between her lips, sucking it deep into her mouth as Sean's long prick impaled her. 




St. Mary's 6th Form Sluts Ch. 20



Happy but still hungry for more cock, Shona and Jane sat on one of the beds and exchanged a passionate kiss then watched as Niamh took the two St. Mark's students, each fingering the other's pussy as they watched the scene unfold. 

"Your sister's really good," Jane murmured to her friend. 

"Mmmmmmm," replied Shona as her friend's fingers pumped in and out of her cunt. 

Niamh sucked hard on Doug's cock as she thrust her hips up and down. Shona and Jane had a clear view of Sean's cock as it split Niamh's lips and slid into her cunt, the view adding to their intense arousal. Sean's hips surged up to meet Niamh's downward movement, filling her cunt with his cock. 

Sean felt his climax approach. "Let me get on top!" he moaned. Niamh reluctantly let Doug's cock slip from her mouth then she and Sean rolled over, their bodies still joined as the sound of Shona and Jane's climax filled the room. Raising himself up, Sean powered into Niamh. Niamh clawed at his back. "Fuck me, Sean!" she cried, "Fuck me hard!" 

Sean felt his body stiffen, his cock began to twitch inside Niamh's cunt. "I'm cumming!" he cried as his seed began rise. "Aaaarrrrgggghhhhh!!!!!" he groaned as his cock erupted. 

"Mmmmmm," sighed Niamh as Sean's cum flooded her cunt. She gripped his arse, pulling him to her as he pumped his seed into her. 

As Sean pulled out and slumped to the floor, Jane and Shona, their bodies still shaking, moved over quickly to where he lay and began to lick him clean, savouring the last drops of cum that oozed from his knob. "OK, Doug, your turn now," Niamh said with a coy little smile as she watched Jane and Shona finish Sean off. Doug quickly got on top of her. "Ooooohhhh, mmmmmm!" Niamh moaned as he entered her with a single thrust. Despite the pounding it had taken from Sean, Niamh's cunt stretched as it accepted Doug's thicker member. 

There was no subtlety, the couple fucked at a frantic pace, the sounds of their bodies colliding filled the room. "Yessss! Oh fuck, yessss!" cried Niamh, "Fuck me Doug! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeeeee!!!!!!" Doug's cock pounded in and out. The heat and tightness of Niamh's cunt as it gripped his shaft quickly pushed him over the edge. With a long, low groan, Doug began adding his load to Sean's. 

Niamh lay back, her eyes closed, smiling a happily well fucked smile, savouring the feeling of having her tunnel filled with a double load of cum. Doug pulled out. Shona and Jane, having finished with Sean, turned towards his friend. Shona approached Doug but Jane looked over to where Niamh lay, her legs splayed and a dreamy expression on her face as the mixed load of cum trickled from her pussy. "Mmmmmm, cream pie. My favourite dessert," Jane purred as she crawled towards her best friend's sister. 

As Shona began licking Doug's cock clean, Jane worked her tongue between the folds of Niamh's pussy, savouring the taste of Doug and Sean's cum as it flowed over her tongue. 

Shona quickly finished licking and sucking Doug's cock clean then turned to watch as Jane feasted on her sister's pussy. 

Niamh came quickly as Jane's mouth cleaned her pussy. Her body shook and she moaned with pleasure as the blonde girl's tongue expertly removed every trace of Sean and Doug's cream. 

When it was all over, Shona and Jane began to get dressed while Niamh lay recovering on the floor, her naked body still trembling as she basked in the aftermath of her experience. Having foregone underwear due to their tight fitting dresses, it didn't take them long. "So Doug, was that' more or less what you wanted?" Shona teased. 

"Fuck yes!" replied Doug, his face still flushed from his exertions. 

Sean grinned. "I think it's fair to say that your sister is a more than worthy successor," he said. "I don't know much about Annette, but Niamh will have no problems following on from you two." 

Doug shrugged ruefully. "Not that with us leaving, we're likely to have much chance to find out," he said. 

Niamh sat up and smiled. "Don't worry about Annette. She's just as keen as I am to prove we were the best choices for head girls," she said. 

Shona gave Doug a quick kiss on the cheek then turned to Jane. "C'mon," she said, "let's leave Niamh and the guys to it and go back downstairs and enjoy the rest of the evening." 

---- **** ----

It hadn't really come as a surprise to Annette that, after the first set of dances had finished, Niamh had left her to join her older sister and Jane. She was slightly envious of her friend but, at the same time, experienced the thrill of knowing that she'd have her opposite numbers from St. Mark's, Gary Peters and Mike Wilson, all to herself. The excitement grew as, back in her room, Gary and Mike kissed and caressed her as they helped each other remove her clothes. 

As the boys explored her body with their hands and mouths, Annette reflected again on how much she was looking forward to her final year at St. Mary's. She knew all about her predecessors' reputations, their voracity and dedication had already been elevated to near legendary status as they wrote themselves into the school's unofficial history. Annette knew that Jane and Shona were going to be an almost impossible act to follow but both she and Niamh were determined to enjoy themselves as they attempted to fill the space that the older girls' departure would leave. 

Reaching out, she wrapped her fingers around each of their cocks, rubbing them as Mike and Gary kissed and caressed her all over. She knelt down in front of them and took her first proper look at what they had on offer. Both cocks were thick but Gary's was the slightly longer. Annette leaned forward and flicked her tongue over their knobs and was rewarded with gasps and moans of pleasure. 

Her pussy was already wet with the excitement of anticipation. By no means inexperienced, this was the first time Annette had ever been with two boys at the same time. She looked up at Gary and Mike, her hunger and excitement written clearly on her face. "Sit down," she instructed them as she prepared to set about her task in earnest. 

Annette made a quick decision and moved in front of Mike. Wrapping her delicate fingers around his shaft, she began to run her tongue along its length, coating it with a warm film of saliva. The slow, deliberate strokes of her tongue drove Mike wild. Annette looked him straight in the eye then, giving his balls a gentle squeeze, she took his cock into her mouth. "Ohhhh, God!" Mike gasped as her warm mouth encased his prick, his knob nestling in the back of her throat. 

Varying her pace as she slid her lips up and down Mike's cock, Annette reached out to stroke Gary's. Her fingers slid up and down, mirroring the motion of her mouth as it devoured Mike's. 

After a few minutes, Annette changed places, taking Gary's cock into her mouth as her hand worked up and down Mike's thick shaft. "Fuck that's good!" Gary groaned as she took his knob into the back of her throat and began to swallow. 

Mike got up and moved round behind Annette. Leaning forward, he slid his tongue between her enflamed lower lips and began to lap at her juices. Annette's body flinched at the contact. Having been incredibly turned on by the prospect of her first threesome, the contact of Mike's tongue against her clit was enough to ignite her orgasm. "Fuck!!!" Gary moaned as Annette responded to her climax by sucking harder on his cock. Annette's body trembled as the sensations in her womb engulfed her body. 

"Mmmmm, you taste so good," Mike murmured, savouring the rich taste of her essence as Annette's juices flooded his mouth. 

As her orgasm peaked again, Annette let Gary's cock slip briefly from between her lips to give voice to her desire. "Fuck me, Mike!" she demanded, "I want to have a cock at each end." 

Mike grinned as he lifted his face from Annette's pussy and moved closer to her. Annette bit her lip in anticipation as she felt him press the head of his cock against her opening. "Ohhhhh, Mike!!!" she moaned as he slowly sank his member into the warm, wet confines of her cunt. 

"Oh fuck, that feels good," Mike sighed as he felt the warm tightness of Annette's pussy envelope his shaft. 

As Mike began to pump in and out, Annette lowered her head to Gary's lap and took his cock into her mouth once more. Gary reached forward to play with her breasts as his cock disappeared between her lips. Unlike Jane, Shona and Niamh who were tall and generously curved, Annette was quite small. Her body was lithe and delicately boned. Her breasts, while small, were shapely and extremely sensitive. As Gary's thumbs pressed against her small, pink nipples, she came again, the walls of her pussy tightening around Mike's cock. 

Responding to the sensations in her cunt and breasts, Annette sucked harder on Gary's cock. Both Mike and Gary groaned. "Oh fuck, that's good!" said Gary as his knob slid along the roof of Annette's mouth. 

"Yes!!" gasped Mike as Annette's cunt flexed around his shaft. 

Annette was lost in the sensations of her climax, savouring the feelings of being taken at each end. 

Without warning, Mike pulled out. Think you could take both of us together?" he asked. 

Annette let Gary's cock slip from between her lips. "Mmmmm, I'd love to," she purred. 

Mike exchanged a quick glance with Gary. "Why don't you get underneath her?" he asked. "You can have her pussy while give it to her up the arse." 

"Gary looked questioningly at Annette. "Would that be OK?" he asked. 

"Fuck, yes!" exclaimed Annette, her excitement mounting at the possibility of her first double fuck. 

Gary lay down and Annette positioned herself above him. Reaching back, she guided his cock into her pussy, sliding down his shaft to impale herself on its length. She rocked her hips up and down, accustoming herself to Gary's longer cock. "OK," she said at last, smiling over her shoulder to Mike who stood stroking his cock as he waited, "I guess its your turn." Mike pressed his knob against Annette's puckered rear hole. "Ohhhhhhh!" she cried as she felt the muscles yield to his pressure. Mike leaned forward, pushing against her slowly but firmly. "Oh fuck, Mike, you feel soooo big in there!" Annette gasped as, inch by inch, his cock crept into her back passage. 

Mike and Gary began to thrust, their cocks stretching Annette's holes. Annette groaned as she pushed herself back, impaling herself fully, her cunt and arse stretching to accommodate their shafts. Gary reached up to play with Annette's breasts, his fingers kneading her small but firm globes, teasing her nipples with his thumbs. 

"Oh fuck, yes!" Annette cried as she felt another orgasm build within her. "Fuck my cunt! Fuck my arse! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" she demanded, losing herself to her sensations. 

Gary and Mike alternated their strokes, Mike thrusting in as Gary pulled back. Annette's body shook as they stabbed their cocks into their respective holes. "I'm cumming! Oh fuck... I'm cummmmming!" Annete cried. 

Mike felt his seed begin to boil up inside him. "Fuck, Annette... Ohhh. uuunnnhhhhh..." he groaned as his cock erupted sending a fountain of hot cum deep into her bowels. 

"Yesssssss!" cried Annette as she felt him unleash his load inside her. His sudden release heightened the intensity of her climax, the walls of her cunt tightened reflexively around Gary's shaft. As Mike pulled out, Gary responded by rolling Annette on to her back. As his cock began to plunge in and out of her quivering cunt, Annette became aware of Mike's cum as it trickled out of her stretched and tender arsehole to pool on the floor beneath her. 

"Oh Gary!" she cried, digging her fingernails into his buttocks, "Fuck my pussy! Fuck it hard!" 

Lifting himself up, Gary increased the force of his thrusts, putting all his weight behind them, the tip of his knob pressing against Annette's cervix at the bottom of each stroke. Annette moaned, screwing her eyes tightly closed as Gary's cock punished her cunt. She puled her legs back and rocked her pelvis forward, increasing the depth of Gary's thrusts. Gary was breathing hard as his own climax approached. 

Filling the air with screamed obscenities, Annette urged Gary on. "Fuck me you brute!" she demanded, "Fuck me so hard it hurts!" 

Summoning the last of his strength, Gary hammered his cock in and out. His balls felt as if they were on fire as he tried to prevent his release. The pressure inside him built until he could take no more. Throwing his head back, he roared, "I'm cumming!!!!!" as his hips surged forward, burying his cock in Annette's hot cunt, his knob pressing against her cervix. 

"Oh fuck, yessssss!" Annette sobbed, cumming again as she felt Gary's cum explode against the neck of her womb. Her back arched and she clung to him tightly as he flooded her cunt with his rich, sticky seed, his hips still driving his cock in and out of her tunnel. 

When Gary finally pulled out, Annette was overcome with a sudden feeling of emptiness. She pressed her fingers to her enflamed pussy, letting Gary's cum trickle over them before lifting them to her mouth, savouring the rich flavour of his cream as she licked them clean. 

After the boys had left, Annette decided to take a quick shower to freshen up before heading downstairs to rejoin the party. As the warm water sprayed over her body, she fingered herself to another orgasm as the water washed the sweat of her exertions away. 

She dressed quickly. As she left her room, Annette reflected again on just how much she was going to enjoy the coming year. 

---- **** ----

"Oh fuck, that's good," groaned Matt as Hannah's warm mouth engulfed his shaft, her lips sliding along its length. He cast a quick glance over at Craig who was clearly enjoying similar attention from Amanda. 

If Hannah had been surprised at how readily Craig and Matt had accepted her invitation that they join Amanda and her for some 'intimate entertainment', their agreement had come as little or no surprise to Amanda. She knew, well enough, that her friends, Shona and Jane allowed their boyfriends every bit as much freedom as they, themselves, enjoyed. 

With her two friends conspicuous by their absence, Amanda had felt a sudden thrill when Matt and Craig had approached Hannah and herself in the bar. Amanda had seen Jane and Shona leave the bar with Sean, Doug and Shona's sister, Niamh, and had a pretty good idea as to how her friends would be occupying themselves. After a few drinks, Hannah, Matt, Craig and Amanda had taken to the dance floor. 

Amanda had danced with her usual abandon, her moves exuding a confidence and sensuality that made every male in the room pause to take a second look. She knew from experience the effect her dancing was having on her male audience. Occasionally she would appear to accidentally brush against Matt or Craig as she danced. The seemingly unintentional contact was enough to confirm that she had their full attention. Amanda was seducing them with her dancing. Had the circumstances allowed her to take her dance to its ultimate conclusion, slowly stripping off her clothes for the benefit of her chosen audience, Amanda doubted that she could have aroused Craig and Matt more than they already were. 

The thrill of knowing the power her body had over men had always been a turn on for Amanda. Her maths teacher, Mr. Reid, who was also Hannah's father, had found her impossible to resist and it was clear that Matt and Craig, not to mention just about every other male in the room, were finding it just as difficult. 

Hannah's display, Amanda noticed, was almost as blatant as her own and it appeared to be intended as much for Amanda's benefit as it was for Matt and Craig's. Dancing together, Hannah's body moving against hers, the feel of the young woman's body pressing through the thin fabric of their dresses had added to Amanda's intense arousal. 

It had been Hannah's suggestion that the four of them find somewhere a little more private. Instead of heading back to the bedrooms, Hannah had led them to one of the conference rooms. Now, as her lips slid up and down Craig's shaft, taking the head of his cock into the back of her throat, Amanda's arousal flared even higher. 

Amanda enjoyed sex every bit as much as her friends, Shona and Jane, taking her pleasure wherever she found it. She felt no guilt as she hungrily sucked the cock of her friend's boyfriend. Craig, she knew, was as free to enjoy himself as much as Shona was. Wanting to give Craig the maximum enjoyment, Amanda took her time. Her lips slid slowly up and down his shaft as she made love to his cock with her mouth. "That's soooo fucking good, Mand," Craig groaned as the warm wetness of her mouth engulfed him. 

Matt ran his fingers through Hannah's long, strawberry blonde hair as her tongue swirled around his knob. He still couldn't quite believe that this attractive young woman whom he'd only met a little over an hour before was now giving him one of the best blow-jobs he'd ever had. While not quite as talented as either his girlfriend, Jane, or Shona who were unquestionably in a class of their own, Hannah's skilful ministrations came closer to rivalling the skills of the two St. Mary's head girls than anyone else he'd ever known. 

Grabbing the back of her head, Matt began to slowly thrust his cock into her mouth. Hannah swallowed every time his knob lodged in the back of her throat, the sudden tightening causing him to moan. 

As she sucked on Matt's cock, Hannah reached out and began to run her fingers up the inside of Amanda's thigh. She slipped her fingers between the folds of the other girl's pussy, feeling her heat as Amanda's juices coated her fingers. "Ooooh, mmmmm," sighed Amanda from around Craig's cock as Hannah's fingers slipped into her. She shuffled over slightly closer to Hannah, allowing her teacher's daughter's fingers to enter her more fully, before reaching round to finger Hannah's clit. 

Sucking on Matt and Craig's cocks, the girls fingered each other's pussies, revelling in the sensations that they were giving each other. Feeling herself on the verge of an orgasm, Hannah let Matt's cock slip from between her lips. "I need a fuck, I want to feel a cock inside me," she said. 

"Mmmm, me too!" purred Amanda, "Think you guys could help us out?" 

Matt and Craig exchanged a quick glance, smiling broadly. "D'you think we should put these girls out of their misery?" Craig asked. 

"I suppose we could," Matt drawled, "I mean, it'd be rude not to," he added. 

"I'm so glad you said that," Hannah responded, "My pussy's hungry for a good seeing to." 

"Mmmmm, mine too. It really needs a good, hard fucking," Amanda added, lying back and dragging her fingers along her slit. "Well, Craig," she continued, "D'you think Shona would mind you fucking one of her best friends?" 

Craig laughed. "I doubt it," he replied, "She's probably busy right now anyway." 

"What about you, Matt?" Hannah asked, "Would your girlfriend object if she knew what you were doing? You do have a girlfriend, I take it?" 

Matt laughed. "Yes. Jane. And she's probably every bit as busy as Shona is," he said. "Our girlfriends have very hectic social lives." 

"Well I guess that settles things then," Amanda said, spreading her moist lower lips and dipping a finger into her muffin. 

"Guess it does," said Craig, pulling his shirt off over his well muscled body as he advanced towards her. 

Hannah smiled up at Matt as he loomed over her. "How do you want me?" she asked. 

"On your back'll do for starters," Matt replied as he knelt down between her legs. 

"Ooooooohhhhhh, Craig!" Amanda gasped as his tongue lapped at her pussy. Her body squirmed in response to his touch. She tugged at her nipples as his tongue explored her most intimate skin, lapping up her juices as they flowed into his mouth