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This story contains content about teenagers of various ages performing
sexual acts, faeries, dream-stuff and occasionally twisted things.
This story has examples of ENTIRELY unsafe sex in it. In this day and
age, to avoid pregnancy and diseases you REALLY shouldn't screw around
without protection. But this is 100% fantasy, so I can get away with
writing about it. Just remember, it doesn't give you license to go
out and do it.
Further, if you're looking for a quick.. wham bam.. crappy plotted
story, please go look elsewhere. This story has a plot to it and
despite being quite sexual in nature HAS a point.
Lastly, and most importantly. All the characters in here are created
from my own mind. They may draw occasionally on inspiration from my
own life, but in NO way are they meant to depict anyone in a perfectly
accurate fashion, nor state any opinions as to those people.
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Part 3 - Hidden Lore
Alan got through the door of his home a little earlier than he'd
anticipated that afternoon, and even so it wasn't a moment too soon.
To say that he was confused was something of an understatement. The
thoughts that were racing through his head were so random and erratic
that he couldn't possibly make sense of it. He started to calm his
mind when a voice nearly caused him to jump out of his skin.
"You're home early.", Alan's mother spoke with a somewhat surprised
voice. "Ohhh yeah. Umm.. pipe burst in the science wing." Her eyes
widened in maternal panic. "Is everyone okay?" Alan just nodded
calmly, "Relax mom, everything's fine." He hugged her, then brushed
past to move towards the stairs. "Going up to study already?" Another
nod from him and he ran up leaving his somewhat dazed mother behind.
Locking the wooden door behind him, Alan sat down on his bed and tried
to calm himself. Running over to his curtains, he dropped his backpack
from his shoulder. Seizing the material in his hands, he jerked them
closed to block out the light of day. Lightning a few of the coloured
candles in his room, Alan sat down and tried to slow his mind down.
Crossing his legs under him into a lotus position, he settled his
breathing into a calmer pattern, trying to meditate.
As the relaxation flowed over his body like a warm waterfall, in the
back of his mind, Alan was aware that he was slipping into the
chimerical world once again. As his form slipped into the dream-realm,
he could feel the air itself changing his body. And in a small pocket
of banal reality, he landed and felt it pop. In front of him was the
small drake, and now he remembered everything once more.
"Vrikari! Why am I here?!" The small drake flapped it's sky blue
wings, their colour scintillating in the odd light of the dream-realm.
"You are here because you wanted to be. You wanted answers from me and
now you're here. So what's on your mind swirl-head?" Alan blinked a
few times, seeming utterly confused as usual in the arcane serpent's
presence. "I've been watching you, hard as it was considering that
Sarah girl could have seen me if I hadn't been extremely careful."
Now Alan's eyes widened as if he were an Anime character. "How in the
hell did you know about THAT?! Vrikari took flight and landed on
Alan's shoulder. "I'm always watching you with that pendant. And
frankly, what you've done is what a lot of your kith could only dream
of. You got to screw around with a Sidhe!" Alan blinked a few times,
attempting to see some logic he missed, but failing. "Well of course
she's a she. If she was a he, I wouldn't have been doing anything with
her." Came his indignant reply.
"No no no.. oi..", spoke Vrikari as he clapped a talon on his
forehead, "The Sidhe.. spelt S-i-d-h-e.. are the nobles of the
Changeling race. They're also all dead sexy. S'pose that's why I
enjoyed dominating so many of them. But that's a whole other story for
a whole other time. Point is kid that I don't much trust the Sidhe
in general. And that one gives me a vibe like you wouldn't believe."
Sarah had surely given Alan several 'vibes' over the last few weeks.
But none of them have been particularly bad. On the other hand, when
a drop-dead gorgeous girl suddenly wants to have somewhat violent sex
with you, it should get your attention. He pondered, then was
startled as he heard a reply aloud. "Yes, it should. And yes, I can
read your mind. I'm the master of sovereign for Arcadia's sake,
remember? Look swirl-head, point is that you need to find out if
everything's on the up and up. For the rest 'o the day, I'd recommend
you get a little exercise. I have the odd feeling you'll need it."
The perplexed teen nodded slowly, getting that same curious feeling as
soon as the words came from Vrikari. "Just one question, why are you
calling me swirl-head?" The azure claw of the drake pointed at a clear
pool of water, that had seemingly popped into existence at his gesture.
Rather mirror-like in it's appearance, Alan strided over towards the
tiny pond. He looked down and jumped rather high, the small creature
taking flight and landing on the rock. Staring back at him was someone
that looked like him, except with bleach white hair and bright red and
white swirls adorning his face. "That's why kid.. have a nice day."
And again, in that same way he had felt like he was drowning in the
dreams before, he clawed for consciousness as if fighting his way
through highly pressurized water. His body rousing, he fell over in
the world material existence. Looking up at the ceiling, his confusion
and doubt was now replaced with dire concern. Sure, sex with Sarah had
been good, but if she had an ulterior motive, he needed to know it.
Resigning himself to waiting another day, he walked down to the
exercise room and began weight training.
Waking the next morning, Alan winced as he attempted to get out of bed.
Owww... what the hell hit me?! He laid there and thought about what
could have done it. Certainly it wasn't the weight training, since it
had never had this effect before. Reluctantly stretching in his bed,
he bit his lip attempting to restrain the dull ache rippling through
his muscles.
Finally, he dragged on his bathrobe and headed in for a hot shower,
something he felt he desperately needed. After finally getting the
water to a temperature that wouldn't burn his skin in addition to what
he was already feeling, Alan stepped in. Working his hands over his
body, he tried to rub away the many cramps plaguing it. And as he
closed his eyes, working the shampoo into his hair, an idea came to
him.
Hmmm.. Miss Lexington was paying an awful lot of attention to me
when I came out of the classroom. Maybe she'd be fun to play with.
A lecherous smile played over his lips as he finished working the soap
onto and then off of his body. Drying off, he tried to get ready when
a knock came at his door. "Alan, sweetie? Come down for breakfast
when you're ready. If you don't hurry up though, you'll be late."
"Alright mom.", came his reply. "I'll be down in a sec." He slung on
a t-shirt, some jeans and grabbed the Pendant of Sovereign.. putting
it on as he stepped down the stairs. "Good morning mom, can you just
grab me the milk? I don't have time to eat a lot today." "Oh... okay
honey, that's okay. You have practice today, don't you?" Alan's eyes
widened as his mind acknowledged that. "Oh SHIT! I completely forgot
about it. Even if I ran all the way to school now, I'd still miss it,
so I'll just apologize when I get there."
Alan practically tore through the gym entrance to Parkside that
morning, running full tilt towards the athletics office. He raised his
hand to knock on the door when a none too pleased voice shouted from
behind his form. "Alan Sikaro.. where have you been?!" Alan turned
to speak to his red-faced coach, Mr. Oran. "I... forgot about practice
today coach. I'm really sorry, I'll make it up." The older man folded
his arms over his chest, shaking his head. "And what should I tell
your teammates eh? The captain wants you cut."
A tinge of irritation crept into Alan's features, not because of the
principle of it, but who it was. The team captain, Chad Beckett was
another one of those bastards Alan would have thought the school would
have been better off without. The simple fact that his lack of
intellect was only surpassed by his ignorance really didn't help.
Unfortunately, he was also huge and a great basketball shot. "Well
sir, I can't change your mind on that. All I can ask is that you let
me try to show you I can help this team at tomorrow's game."
The teacher snorted and walked off, not giving Alan any definate answer
as he blasted on his whistle. The young teen left the court, since he
didn't see any reason to still be there. Walking up into the main
building of the school, he plugged his ears to drown out the jackhammer
just outside the windows as construction continued on the school.
Just as Alan walked through the door into the main building, he heard
a voice calling down the hall. He turned and smiled at Daniel, one of
his friends from his gym class. "Yo Al! Before you get too comfy in
here, head for the pool, Julie's lookin' for ya." Alan winced briefly
at the horrid grammar, but nodded. "Yeah, thanks a lot Dan. See you
later." Turning on his heel, he pondered briefly why he didn't just
say something to Daniel about his speech patterns. It would have to
wait though, he had other matters to tend to apparently.
Doubling back through the gym with great haste, Alan beat a retreat
towards the pool. Waving at the attendant, he stepped through the door
to the pool and sat beside it, shuddering at the excessive heat and
the scent of chlorine. As he looked into the pool to see his lithe,
crimson-haired friend, he pondered briefly how he'd come to admire her
in the first place.
It had been the very first day of grade nine. Stepping nervously into
the classroom, he looked warily about the room as if expecting someone
to attack him pre-emptively. And then all his worry had suddenly
dissolved as he spied a cherubic young woman speaking with one of her
friends. Feeling his eyes on her, she looked up and smiled at him just
a little, and in a second his heart had melted.
After a brief period with a serious crush, he'd finally managed to
gather the strength to tell her. Unfortunately, she hadn't been
interested in anyone at the time. But thankfully as a result, he'd had
the opportunity to become her friend, gaining a love of swimming in
particular as a result. The pleasure of eyeing her lovely form wrapped
in thin, skin-tight fabric was a wonderful bonus. Seeing a movement in
his peripheral vision, he drew his focus back into reality. Squirming
slightly in his seat as the hazy air bit back into his form, he was
soon rewarded for his patience.
Climbing up the ladder, Julie Smith drew her slender form out of the
pool. As if to tease any who watched her, Julie ran her hands down
from the neckline of her one-piece suit, over her orb-like breasts and
down to the waist to squeeze a few drops of water out. Pulling off
her bathing cap, she freed her braided long red hair, letting it drop
onto her back. Smiling as she walked over, she held out her hand until
Alan handed her the towel that rested beside him. "Hey Alan. I guess
Dan caught up with you huh?"
The young man nodded, trying with almost all his willpower not to let
his eyes wander. "Yeah. What did you need?", he asked while looking
up into her deep brown eyes, pausing on her few scattered freckles
briefly before. "Oh, I was just wondering if I could get you to help
me after Lexington's class today. I just can't quite get some
of the work to stick, and you know her.. she just loves testing us."
Alan nodded, and indeed he knew very well just how much Miss Lexington
adored to continually test her pupils. Frankly though, that fact
didn't bother him nor 90% of the male student body. She was after all
the teacher that almost every one of them wanted. Snapped from his
reverie by Julie's voice, Alan blinked as he heard her ask something.
"What was that? I didn't catch it." Julie smirked mischieveously,
"Yeah I bet you didn't. I asked if I could count on you." Alan nodded
dumbly, blushing slightly both from the heat and embarrassment at being
so obviously caught. "A'right then Alan, see you at fourth period."
And with that, Julie strided towards the change rooms, Alan's eyes
practically glued to the ass under the thin fabric that left little of
anything to the imagination.
Alan rose, shaking off the image and headed for his own classes to tend
to the work of the day. Mathematics and chemistry were a joke today,
as he had slightly different things to focus on. It wasn't until later
in the day that Alan became even more perplexed than he had been.
Walking down the hall, he spied Sarah out of the corner of his eye.
Tossing up his hand in a wave, he smiled as she went by. "Hey
Sarah.." But she just kept walking, as if he weren't there at all.
Arching a brow, in both confusion and annoyance. Curling his lips into
a slight frown, Alan continued on about his day.
"Alright Craig, I'll talk to you tomorrow man." Alan said as he shook
hands with his friend and turned to head for class. Stepping through
the doorway opened by the flood of students moving toward their
respective rooms, Alan headed for sociology.
A soft hand curling around the back of his neck told him it could only
be Julie. "Hey there, you heading for Lexington's class?" Alan
replied, attempting to eye the tempting skin revealed by his companion
while she wouldn't notice. While her shirt was simple and nothing too
revealing, her shorts were another matter. Cutting off a few inches
above the knee, they were rather tightly hugging her toned thighs and
showing off the length of her strong legs. Continuing on with his
joking tone he finally replied, "No, figured I'd skip so that I could
get suspended. And y'know, it's not like I don't enjoy the class."
"Yes Mr. Sikaro, I'm sure you do. For more reason than one reason."
Vanessa Lexington replied with a bemused smile. Smoothing out the grey
wool of her skirt, pressing her hands into her thighs with ill
concealed innuendo, she eyed her young students. "Get inside before
the bell rings or you're both late." She said in an authoritative and
dramatically different tone. The two quickly moved inside to the class
and took their seats, knowing by word-of-mouth that it wasn't wise to
annoy Miss Lexington.
The loud clang of the bells throughout the school signaled the end to
break and the beginning of the new class. Miss Lexington stood by her
door and began closing it as the sound echoed throughout the hallway.
"Waaaait!" Came the cry from down the hall, which Alan recognized as
his occasional work partner James. "I think not Mr. Tyrel. You and
your friend will go and get a late slip now, despite the fact that I
like you." Her voice spoke, bearing an intriguing tone of familiarity.
Closing the door with a metallic click that resonated throughout the
uncharacteristically quiet class, she turned to face them. "Alright,
get your textbooks out and turn to page 215, we have some work to do."
As the majority of the students turned to get their books, Alan simply
watched his teacher, the text already sitting atop his desk. Vanessa
turned to write on the board, her somewhat tight white shirt shifting
against her full-figured form, almost betraying the outline of a perky
nipple hidden beneath it's folds. Alan eyed her body as he had many
times before, taking it in as if again for the first time.
Vanessa Lexington was the envy of the entire female staff, and most of
the female students as well. Her full figure afforded her rather large
breasts that stood proudly against her form were occasionally topped
by her slightly curled red hair. Even with her curvaceous form, most
of Vanessa's students ended up lost in her green eyes as she tried to
instruct them. As Alan thought this all over once more, he could swear
he caught his teacher curling her fingers briefly under her skirt,
looking right back at him teasingly.
Just as the reverie began to set in, she snapped him out of it as she
spoke up and began giving her lesson on the social structures of
ancient China. Turning his attention, Alan looked over to see what
Julie was up to and was shocked to find her gaze locked on Miss
Lexington's ass. Attempting to avoid staring, Alan returned his focus
to where it belonged. Taking in the lesson, he scrawled down the notes
that he was sure he'd need as his teacher was also fond of testing her
students in many capacities. He smirked to himself as he thought about
how he'd like to test her for himself.
The bell toned loudly to end the day, the students gathered at the door
filing out as if some explosion may occur if they stayed. Staying
behind, Julie seemed to stare somewhat blankly at the front blackboard.
As Alan watched this, an idea occurred to him that clearly made his
mind wander. "Mr. Sikaro, why are you still here? Did you need help
with something?" Alan smirked a bit and nodded. "I do actually..
could you just let me finish writing something first?" Miss Lexington
nodded, moving back to her desk, paying no attention to Julie.
Now Alan was slightly confused. Why isn't she talking to Julie? Oh
well, gotta wait for the rest of the students to leave anyways. As
the noise from the halls died down, Alan rose up and closed the door,
moving beside Miss Lexington's desk. "Now.. please do us both a favour
and don't scream, try to run away or cause me harm in any way, shape or
form." Vanessa froze, her body trying to run but her muscles seemed to
be locked, unable or perhaps unwilling to act. "What have you done to
me?" She asked, the shock dying down out of her shimmering green eyes
that tried to hold back small tears.
"Oh come now, I'm not going to hurt you. I just wanted to.. improve
our relationship." Alan smirked, a lecherous smile creeping over his
lips. "Just a question.. do you know why she's just sitting there
like she's catatonic?" An expression of fear gripped Vanessa's
features, her eyes betraying the struggle to try and halt her lips, to
no avail. "I hypnotized her to stay." Alan blinked, entirely shocked
by that fact, his curiosity getting the better of him. "Why?"
Vanessa's soft white skin began to turn a shade of crimson as she lost
the battle to hold back the answer, "To seduce her." Alan's jaw simply
dropped, he could hardly believe it. Miss Lexington, the hot teacher
all the guys wanted had hypnotized one of his best friends. "Hmm..
right, do me a favour, go lock the door and then come back and sit on
your desk." Almost autonomously, her body moved to close the door,
clicked the lock into place and then quickly sat back down again.
"Right, why don't you just strip off the shirt and the skirt? Slowly,
if you would." Alan turned his head, leaning on the desk beside
Julie with a lecherous smile. He'd always wondered what was hidden
under those thin suits he'd seen her wear at all her games. It was
true that she'd taught him to love the strategy of waterpolo. But
facts were facts, and the sheer eye candy of a group of dripping wet
teen girls in swimsuits was none too displeasing. "Hmm, you too. Oh
and regain awareness of where you are, just not what you're doing."
Julie's eyes blinked a few times as the indications of conscious
thought returned to her eyes. "Alan? What am I doing here?", she
asked even as she stood up, reaching under the seam of her tank top to
pull it over her head. "Oh.. umm.. Miss Lexington here was going to
seduce you and well, now I am." Her mahogany eyes grew wide with fear
as she listened. Alan arched a brow and just smiled as he said with a
little force, "But that doesn't bother you Julie. Come to think of it,
I've seen you look at her more than once." His friend turned a deep
shade as the blood flooded her cheeks. Julie's gaze lifted towards
the sight of her teacher, the colour deepened to a near glowing
vermillion.
Alan's curiosity piqued, he turned his attention to Vanessa and gaped
once more. She was leaning on her desk with nothing on but a slightly
shiny pair of black panties, a small dark spot forming at the apex
between her thighs. "Umm, where's your bra, I didn't tell you to take
it off." Vanessa tilted her head, "I didn't wear one."
By now, the scenery alone had gotten to Alan and that reply certainly
hadn't helped. Reaching down, he pulled his shirt over his head and
smiled to Julie, "Ahh.. you know that I won't hurt you. But now,
you're going to let me t.." Julie interrupted him, "What are you
doing?" Alan rolled his eyes briefly, deciding to answer her since he
could just make her forget anyways. "Commanding you to let me touch
you." Julie smiled, slinging her arms around Alan's waist, kissing
his lips briefly. Her hands snaking down to the button of his jeans,
she undid them and pushed them down to pool at his feet. "You don't
have to do that. Just let me play with Miss Lexington too, alright?"
An amazed smile beamed from Alan as he nodded, reaching around Julie
to press his hand into her hip lightly. Guiding her over towards Miss
Lexington's desk, Alan smiled at her. "Hmmm... Vanessa, let Julie
do whatever she pleases to you. Julie, go ahead." No sooner had
the words fallen from his lips when she moved. Draping her slender
form over her teacher, Julie tilted her lips down towards Vanessa's
and kissed her soundly, her lips parting to let her tongue sweep over
her instructor's, piercing them to seek out her tongue.
Not to be left out, Alan moved towards the fray, his hands moving
behind Julie's bra to unlatch it. Drawing his fingers over her
sides, he pulled away the lacy material and cupped her ample cleavage
in his hands. Lightly squeezing the bottoms of the fleshen orbs, he
tugged the straps from her shoulders, dropping the satin to the cool
floor. Pulling her lips from the embrace, Julie tilted up her body
and held her teardrop shaped tits near Vanessa's face. "Suck them."
"And while you're at it..", Alan intoned, "Move down and lift your hips
up." As her body shifted to comply, Vanessa studied her pupil as he
pulled her panties down her curvaceous hips. Giving him a mischieveous
grin, she turned her head and looked up at Julie. Tilting her head,
she wrapped her lips around the side of one of her student's perky
breasts, her tongue flitting over the surface of it. Alan wrapped his
fingers around the elastic waistband of his boxers, tugging them down
to release his engorged length.
Stepping between Vanessa's outspread legs, he pressed his fingertips
up along her thighs, drawing towards the peak between them. All the
while, she continued suckling at Julie's breasts, tonguing and
pleasuring them for all she was worth in her mentally dominated state.
Pressing his digits between the engorged petals of her slit, Alan found
that Vanessa was already quite wet. Pushing them all the way in, he
heard a hiss of pleasure issue from her around Julie's nipple.
"Well, I guess I don't need to warm you up? Do I?" He asked his
teacher. Her response only came as a closing of her teeth around one
of Julie's delicate aureolas, swaying her head side to side as if to
indicate 'no'. Rather suddenly she felt the tip of Alan's cock
pressing against her entrance, his fingers spreading her open to accept
the length into her body.
Releasing a hiss of pleasure from his lips, Alan soaked in the feeling
of being buried in his teacher. Rather unable to avoid the urge, he
slowly began to roll his hips, revelling in the feel of the muscles
working his length. Looking up he glued his eyes on the erotic sight
of Vanessa's fingers sliding between Julie's slick lips. With her
head lolled back, Julie drank in the waves of pleasure from her
instructor's suckling lips and tongue over her nipples.
Opening her emerald eyes, Vanessa focused on her young pupils. Eyeing
Julie's beautiful body, she drew an arm around the teen's athletic
form. Pulling Julie down, she flicked her tongue up over the sweet
supple flesh beneath it until she was by Julie's temple. Alan opened
his eyes, his cock still driving between Vanessa's slicked pussylips.
Gaze wandering down towards Julie's sparsely covered slit, he watched
Vanessa's thumb brush down on her student's blood-swollen clit.
Thrashing about in the beginnings of orgasm, Julie's voice rose with
a long moan of utter ecstasy. Her hips bucking, she pushed back
against Vanessa's fingers with reckless abandon as she sank into a
torrent of lust. The erotic exhibition in front of him and the milking
wetness of Vanessa's pussy had also begun to take it's toll on Alan,
his muscles tightening gradually.
Letting out a slow groan of pleasure, he drove his shaft up into the
wet hole in hard, quick strokes. Suddenly he heard Vanessa's voice
shout, "Now!" And in a flash Julie slipped in behind Alan and grabbed
his arms, pinning them behind his body.
"So!", Vanessa smirked mockingly, rising up off the table to circle her
young pupil. "You think you're so big coming in and fucking me and
her do you? You think you're the only one with power? You know, I'd
very much like to see you relieve that pressure you've been building
up. Julie, on your knees in front of him. And Alan? Cum all over
her face and chest."
With her words intoned, Julie released a frozen Alan from her grasp,
turning to kneel in front of him. Reaching up to the underside of her
tits, Julie cupped their weight and squeezed them together slightly.
Alan shivered inwardly as he felt his hands flash towards his prick,
legs moving against their will closer to Julie.
Hmm.. I guess if I'm going to be controlled, this isn't so bad. It's
nothing I haven't wanted to do for a couple of years. "Oh really?",
came Vanessa's voice, but inside his mind. Alan did the mental
equivalent of dropping jaw. Aww crap.. ohhh.. His thoughts trailed
off as his hand moved over his shaft, muscles clenching and squeezing
as they built towards a fever pitch.
Finally losing his control, Alan let go and released his seed onto
Julie's tanned form. The translucent white goo shot onto her breasts
first in forceful blasts, his prick loosing a few jets up onto her lips
and cheek, an errant bit landing on her forehead. Standing there
shivering slightly, he looked down and drank in the sight of Julie
Smith's lovely face and chest covered in his cum.
"Ha.. you like that do you? Julie, clean that off your body, you know
how. And Alan, oh.. you won't try to control me anymore, but beyond
that you can have your free will back." As though someone had just
pulled a wrench from the gears of his mind, Alan startled. Blinking a
few times, his gaze turned to Vanessa. "Holy crap, how did you do
th...", Alan paused, looking down to see Julie scooping his cum onto
her fingers and sucking it off, her eyes obediently watching Vanessa.
"...that?", he continued.
"Well, my secrets will remain my own Mr. Sikaro. What you need to know
is I still have power over you." Turning her emerald eyes to Julie,
Vanessa smirked lecherously as she watched her two young pupils.
Looking pensive for a moment as she sat in the wooden chair, nodding
as if satisfied with her own thoughts. "Julie, on your knees in front
of me, you know what to do. And Alan, I doubt I'd have to force you,
but wouldn't you like to fuck Julie?"
As the words fell against his ears, he looked forward to watch Julie's
athletic form move up between Vanessa's thighs, crouching as
instructed. Tilting her head up, Julie began kissing at the flesh
surrounding the upper part of her body, nipping at the inner skin
around her. His eyes trailing from Vanessa's head downward, he etched
the sight of his teacher being eaten by a good friend into his memory.
Stepping up behind his red-headed companion's lithe form, adding to
that memory her every curve, especially the slightly swollen ones
between her thighs. Alan pushed himself a bit farther, the tip of his
prick nestling between Julie's slicked labial lips. Lifting her head,
swishing her ponytail over her shoulder, Julie levelled her very light
brown eyes on him, a lecherous smile over her lips as she spoke. "Oh
come on Alan, mistress wants to see you fuck me."
The young man blinked at the last comment, but frankly decided to
analyze all of this later. Right now, he had Julie's lust-charged body
laying in front of him, asking to be fucked, literally. Not to mention
his gorgeous teacher watching in all her denuded glory, having herself
eaten out. As all this hit, he decided reason could wait and plunged
himself rather deeply and suddenly to the hilt in Julie's waiting slit.
Letting out a long moan, Julie leaned forward again and began tonguing
Vanessa. Flicking her rather short tongue frantically between her
teacher's folds to suckle the juices gathering there. Inwardly cursing
it's length, Julie wished she could tongue fuck her instructor half as
well as she was being filled now, another gasp of pleasure escaping her
mewing lips.
Rearing his hips back, Alan staved off the urge to let out an undefined
sound of pleasure, all he knew was it would have been loud. Feeling
Julie's tight, moist tunnel clasping around his shaft, he finally began
to move inside of her. Letting himself fall into a slow, but building
rhythm, Alan thrust himself deep inside of his friend, watching Vanessa
eye him. Vanessa closed her eyes for an instant, enjoying the
ministrations of her strong-bodied servant, her own hands rising up to
cup her ample cleavage and caress their forms.
Unable to avoid at the very least watching for an instant, Alan let his
gaze fall down to the apex between Julie's thighs. Watching his cock
disappear between her stretched folds of flesh, he leaned forward and
reached up under her. Finding his target, Alan began to thrust faster
into his crimson-haired companion, pressing his fingers against her
clit and rubbing quickly, although gently. Smirking inwardly, he felt
her clench around him as his fingers moved, his shaft now pounding into
her with renewed vigour, the pleasure sweeping through his body
quickly.
Julie's thin lips, wrapped around Vanessa's clit began to hum with the
vibration of her moan, eliciting one from her teacher as well. Trying
hard to concentrate, Julie pushed two of her slender fingers up into
her, working them in and out in time with the flesh filling her own
form. Vanessa threw her head back as these new sensations flooded into
her body, hips thrusting up against the eager tongue of her pupil. The
tension in her body getting a major boost on a road it was already
racing down, Vanessa reached down and directed Julie's head to lick
harder against her exposed clit.
Alan, although watching this was feverishly thrusting himself into
Julie's pussy, feeling the wet heat squeezing around him. Pouring his
shaft into the sweetly constricting hole around him, Alan gritted his
teeth as he attempted to stave off the climax which was starting to
grip all three of them. Redoubling his efforts to bring Julie there,
Alan pinched lightly atop the hood of her hidden nub, squeezing softly
in stark contrast to the pounding of his prick deep into her.
Moaning audibly, even with her lips sucking at Vanessa's clit, Julie
shuddered under Alan's shaft. Tonguing her frantically, Julie listened
and felt around her fingers, the squeezing muscles of her teacher that
she knew meant that she was on the verge of cumming. Her tongue
flitting as fast as it possibly could, Julie fingered Vanessa until a
rising moan issued from her lips, the muscles inside her becoming like
a vice to Julie's fingers.
Spurred on by the moans of his teacher, Alan thrust himself hard
against the back of the clenching tunnel around him. A voice broke in,
it was Vanessa's slightly strained as she came down from her peak.
"Julie, on your knees in front of him. I want you cumming when he
does, understood?" Her voice was surprisingly forceful considering the
barrage she'd just taken, but Julie nodded obediently. "Yes mistress,
at once!"
Practically tearing herself off of his engorged length, Julie knelt in
front of Alan, smiling lustily up at him as her hand snaked between her
thighs. Pleasuring herself with one, she lifted the other to wrap
around his prick, covered in her own juices. Darting her tongue over
his extremely sensitized head, she began licking the sweet precum from
his length before plunging him into her mouth.
Trying desperately to hold back from cumming, Alan watched Julie gobble
down his cock, her fingers diving deeply and quickly into her pussy in
the periphery. Feeling Julie's fingers close around his balls, she
squeezed gently and that was all the sensory input he could take. His
eyes practically slamming shut, Alan let loose his seed into Julie's
sucking mouth, watching her drink it down dreamily as her own climax
hit her like a sack of bricks. Her hips churning, Julie smiles
blissfully as his cum slid down her throat and the pleasure washed over
her.
Vanessa watched with amusement, lazily toying with a strand or two of
hair as she took in the scene before her. "Well Mr. Sikaro, I'm afraid
I have to ask you to get dressed and leave. Julie and I have plans
that you can't be a part of. Come back and see me tomorrow." Alan
could feel the arcane undertone of the words but could do little to
resist it. Besides that, it wasn't a request he needed to refuse
anyways.
Pulling on his clothing, he watched Julie curl up against Vanessa's
side like a contented kitten. In his mind he felt a level of worry as
his shirt slipped over his head, concerned of what Vanessa was doing.
"Oh.. Alan, I wouldn't ever hurt Julie. She's just my favourite
little toy. Now go on, we can talk later."
After tugging his jeans back onto his very sated body, Alan slipped his
shoes over his feet and his bag over his shoulder. "Bye Vanessa, bye
Julie. Thanks for a wonderful lesson." He let the lecherous smile
remain on his lips until he closed the wooden door behind him with a
soft plunk, heading down the hallway of Parkside High.
Well! It's finally done folks, I can say that chapter 3 was by far THE
most time consuming part of the series to date, but it was very much
worth it. So Alan got the fantasy of a lot of guys and screwed the hot
teacher in school, AND a girl he wanted before. Hmph, some guys get
all the luck, don't they?
Chapter 4 will bring the coming of some new events and another twist in
the Kithain world. Curious? You'll just have to keep reading and see.
Thanks for reading!
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