To which Sherri replied, “No, Tom’s promised me a second helping.”

Mary looked up at me in astonishment.  My cock was fully erect again.  It could have been the fact that I have this fine teen butt-ass naked wanting my cock or maybe I was fantasizing about the next step that I wanted to take.  I walked up to Mary, my cock swaying and glistening from Sherri’s pussy juice, and when I got to her I pressed up hard against her in her pubic region and went in to kiss her.  But she backed away.

Sherri said, “You have no idea what your missing mom.”

“I don’t believe what’s happening here.  We’re leaving now Sherri.”

“I’m sorry Mary, but Sherri isn’t leaving till she’s satisfied…again.  Your welcome to leave and Sherri will be home when we’re done here.”

“I’m not leaving without her!”

“Well then sit down, relax, and enjoy the show.”  I chuckled.

To my amazement Mary sat down on the couch and was actually watching what was about to happen.  Instead of going to my bedroom like before Sherri and I stayed in the living room to give Mary a good show.  A few moments after Mary took a seat Sherri went down to her knees and took my entire length in her mouth with one swallow.  Mary looked shocked and dismayed at her daughters’ skills as she cleaned my cock off.  But this time Sherri tried something she did not do the first time around, she started to hum.  Goddamn, I thought I was gonna blow right then and there, but then I remembered I had an audience, and me being the aspiring entertainer that I am I waned to make the audience feel like part of the show.  Sherri removed her mouth from my shaft and pushed it up and started to tongue my balls, while she was doing that she started to stroke me.  I pulled away and she let her grip go.  I walked to the bathroom and got some Vaseline, and also I didn’t want to blow just yet.  While I was getting it I heard the mother and daughter talking, but it was in whispers and I would understand, when I reemerged the ceased conversing.  When they saw the Vaseline in my hands Mary knew what I had in store for her daughter.  “Tom, I’d rather you do that to me than Sherri.”

“Wow Mary.  I’m a little taken back by that.  See here you had the chance before to leave or join but once you noticed that I’m gonna fuck your daughters’ ass you want it.  Sorry sweetheart but you’ll have to wait your turn.  But you most definitely can lube us up.”

She grabbed the jar and immediately started stroking my cock with her Vaseline covered hands.  “That’s good enough.  Now her asshole’s gonna need quite a bit of that shit.”  As I finished that, Sherri turned around and spread her cheeks and Mary worked her finger in that tight 14 year old asshole.  “Ok, that’s good enough.  Sherri, are you ready?” 

“Fuck yea!”  She quickly replied.

I guided her ass down to my cock.  The head went through fine.  She started to yelp and scream a little bit as the rest of my cock entered her ass.  With Sherri’s back to me I lifted her legs up by the thigh and held her tiny body up and started to slowly pump her ass.  She and I started moaning, almost in unison.  Then I heard a third person moan.  I looked over and saw Mary with her eyes closed and hand between her legs.  Through that I didn’t skip a beat, Sherri’s moans turned from pain to pleasure.  I pulled my cock out of Sherri’s ass and slid it into her pussy.  It wasn’t as tight as her ass was but it was still pretty tight considering what I had done to it earlier that night.  “No, put it back in my ass.”  I’m never one to turn down the request of a woman, so I obliged.  But instead of working it in again I reared back and impaled her ass with great force sending her into a state of ecstasy I have never seen a woman be in before.  “Oh, my fucking god!” she said, “That felt so fucking good!”

Since she liked it rough in the ass that’s what I gave her.  I pumped her ass like there was no tomorrow.  Whatever Sherri was saying/moaning I couldn’t understand.  I felt the cum come back up my shaft, I was ready to explode again.  “Sherri, get off for a sec,” and she did, “Mary get on your knees.”  To my surprise she did.  And when she did she took my cock in her mouth and began to make it disappear and reappear several times before I shot off my load.  “Don’t swallow it!  Sherri get down by your mom.”  She did.  “Now Mary snowball it with Sherri like, hmmmmm, 6 times and then u take half and she gets the other half.”  There would be enough Mary’s mouth was full and it was seeping out of the corners of her mouth and dribbling her chin.  On the second trade off Sherri dropped some cum on Mary’s shirt but they didn’t stop till the final trade off when Sherri gave Mary half of the remaining cum and the swallowed with no hesitation…

 

More to cum???

"Well... you see, the author of this story decided to make a small section at the front for several reasons,"  Sera explained as she played with one of her dreadlocks.  She faced the unseen audience and continued,  "One is to show off any small-time gags that may not fit into the storyline.  If you read manga, you might remember some of them having small sections at the front, back, or between chapters.  This small section is basically copying that."

"Um... are you feeling alright?  Who exactly are you talking to?" Sandra asked as she tried to look into the direction Sera was facing.  Unfortunately for her, she wasn't able to see the unseen readers who were looking back at her.  "What do you mean by 'author' and 'story'?  We're not fictional characters."

"Poor girl, you must still be in denial," Sera wrapped her arms around her bewildered companion.  With her face nestled in Sandra's neck and her right hand stroking Sandra's hair, the blonde said, "Don't worry, things will get easier once you accept it."

"Wha... wha... what are you doing?" Sandra blushed furiously as she tried to push the blonde girl off of her.  Unfortunately, she couldn't even move her arms let alone push the other girl away.

"Another reason why this section exist is in case plot takes up more time than sex," Sera continued as she flicked her pink tongue against her new victim's earlobe.  It was almost as if she were the snake who caught a rabbit who was too out of it to notice anything until it was too late.  Sandra could only close her eyes  and moan with pleasure as she felt experienced and flexible fingers dance along her left breast.

"I... I still... don't under-" Sandra breathed heavily as her blood began to boil with pleasure.  She wasn't sure why, yet it happened anyway.  Her heart was pumping and her adrenaline level was through the roof.

"Anyway, we've taken up far too much time," Sera announced as she released her prey and faced the unseen audience again.  With a cheerful look on her face and her seductive expression hidden, she continued, "It's about time we started up the story, which is pretty much the reason why you're here, right?"

"Wai... wait a minute, that's it?" Sandra shouted hysterically as she sat up on the floor.  Apparently, her legs lost their strength and turned into jello when Sera licked her ear.  A look of disappointment and anger crossed her face as she looked up at the blonde.  "How... what..."

"Don't worry, you'll be getting plenty of action once you're introduced," Sera giggled as she patted her prey on the hand.  She licked her lips in anticipation at the thought of Sandra down on her knees and licking pussy.  "I hope you like it up the ass."

"Wait... what?" Sandra's face went white with fear.

"You'll see," Sera giggled.

*****

"I can't be late this time," Thirteen muttered as he walked to school with his backpack slung over his right shoulder.  The autumn wind carried several brightly coloured leaves through the air before scrapping them along the ground.  The young man watched with lightless eyes as the leaves made a circle with their movements.  He stopped and stood there, thinking about what happened yesterday.

Images of Sera flashed in his mind's eye as he remembered the events that took place.  His classmate, Trent was hiding in his locker when Thirteen first met him.  After that, the two of them explored the school's hidden tunnels together.  No... things began even before that.  It all started when he heard that strange voice in his head during homeroom.  It turned out the message wasn't for him, but rather...

"Huh?  Ack!  I'm late!" Thirteen exclaimed as soon as he looked down at his watch.  He quickly ran down the sidewalk to get to school as quickly as possible.  After a few minutes, he turned around and ran in the opposite direction for he remembered he already passed Windroy Twelve Forrest High several minutes ago.

Title: WTF High's School Defense Force - Lesson II
Class: 4D
Room: 104
[i]Isn't a female Demon Hunter called a Demon Huntress?  Demoness Huntress?  Er... Demon(ess) Huntress?[/i]

"Leafy, you're late!  Again!"  Mr. Smith shouted angrily as soon as Thirteen, now Leafy, stepped into the classroom.  The irritated teacher marked the late student before continuing down the attendance sheet.

"Uh... okay..." Leafy blinked in confusion, then took his seat behind Monica.  As soon as he did, he noticed someone familiar in the seat next to him.

"Hey, what's up, Leafy?" Trent grinned as he clasped a hand on Leafy's shoulder.

"Please don't call me that," Leafy muttered as he rested his head against the top of the desk and away from his new friend.  As soon as he did, he slowly drifted off into a deep sleep.

"Monica Kurenai," Mr. Smith called out without looking up from the attendance sheet.

"Here," Monica replied as she raised her hand to indicate that she was present.  As soon as she dropped her hand, she slumped into her seat and started wondering about yesterday.  Her thoughts turned to Leafy and the connection between him and Sera.  Sera... for some reason, that girl bothered Monica more than anyone else in the classroom... and there were many people who bothered her.

There was that strange student with the completely concealing black robes in the back of the room.  There was also a kid with metal antennae sticking out of his head and a girl with white eyes.  There was a guy wearing black who had the eyes of someone who killed before.  There was Leafy's friend, Trent, who skipped class yesterday to explore a secret tunnel.  Maybe it was just her imagination, but she felt as if homeroom 4D was more than it seemed.

As Mr. Smith started the lesson, the young Japanese girl looked up at the ceiling.  Since the teacher was only looking forward, most of the students didn't pay attention.  Monica didn't notice for she too started to have her attention wane with time...

*****

One day ago...

"Excuse me, are you okay? You had been standing there for ten minutes," Monica snapped her fingers in front of Leafy's face. Her locker just happened to be right next to Leafy's.

"Huh? Oh... right... sorry, just thinking about something," Leafy apologized with a flustered look on his face. The two of them happened to have a couple classes together besides homeroom, so they got a couple chances to talk to each other. At first Leafy wondered if the strange voice from homeroom came from Monica since she sat in front of him. Since the strange voice did not match Monica's, he threw that idea out the window.

"There's no need to apologize, but you should hurry up. They're closing the school in a few minutes," Monica warned as she gathered her books into her bag and walked away. As she did, a look of concern crossed her face as her eyes shifted to the side. She muttered to herself, "Strange..."

"What? Already?" Leafy asked with a look of suspicion on his face. Suddenly, a stab of fear went through his body. He really, really, really wanted to check out the girl's locker room, but he knew the reason for it was too ridiculous to consider it. He wondered why he was so tempted and pondered on the thought that perhaps there was something wrong with him.

Meanwhile, Monica had just reached the front doors of the school entrance.  The front hall of the school was pretty big for the ceiling was two floors up.  Two large trophy cases that were also two floors high were on either side of the eight main doors.  She reached out with both hands and grabbed hold of one of the door's horizontal handles.

[i]ZZZZAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPP!!![/i]

"Aaaaahhhhhh!" Monica shrieked as she felt several volts of electricity pass through her hands.  The shock was enough to send her head spinning and her adrenaline pumping.  She staggered backwards away from the doors and immediately looked around with a dangerous glare in her eyes.  She whirled around and came face to face with the one responsible for the stunt just now.

"Heh... magical wards are pretty useful, don't you think?" An arrogant voice belonging to a female student snickered.  The owner of the voice had yet to reveal herself, but that was all the more reason to be on guard.  Judging from the sound of the voice, the attacker couldn't had been any older than... say... a college student.  Monica continued scanning the large front hall for the enemy, but was unable to see in the darkness.  What was more... her vision was starting to fade on her.

The hidden enemy smirked as she watched her prey from a distance.  She licked her lips as she watched Monica stagger about in search for the one responsible.  The ward she used had enough power to temporarily send a normal person into paralysis in only seconds.

It was a zapper ward, which was a piece of paper placed on one side of a door.  Anyone who touched the other side of the door would temporarily lose all control of their muscles in seconds.  The victim would lose their vision and voice as well, but they'd still be able to hear and feel.  They would be completely aware of their situation, but wouldn't be able to do a thing about it.  If Monica were a normal person, she would had already been lying down on the floor completely helpless and at the mercy of her captor.  However, Monica was not a normal person.

"Motoko 'Monica' Kurenai, fourth disciple of the Double-Sword Devil-Slayer,"  The voice continued to taunt her prey.  "One of the few practitioners of the Shin Onitsurugi-Ryuu style of kenjutsu at the advanced level.  You're also that bitch, Sanae's kohai."

"Wh-where... show... y-y-your..." Monica managed to rasp out as she managed to stand up straight.  She stood completely motionless in one spot with her arms up and ready.  She closed her eyes and decided to concentrate on fighting back the effects of the initial shock first.

Suddenly, Monica felt a presence behind her, but made no sudden movements.  She felt two fingers dig into her right collarbone and warm breath on her neck.  The mysterious voice hissed into the semi-paralyzed girl's left ear.  "There's no need to fight it.  Just relax and let go of yourself.  I promise you'll enjoy it."

"*Sh-shut the f-fuck up,*" Monica growled in Japanese as she jerked forward and slapped the back of her right wrist against the hand that was on her shoulder.  As she spun around, she thrust her fingers towards her opponent's throat while her hand was in the shape for chopping.

"Aw... too bad you missed," The mysterious attacker smirked maliciously once she moved her head back and out of the way of the sudden strike.  As soon as she did, her face was visible for Monica to see.  The attacker had long brown hair with pink bangs and red string around each long side-burn.  Her eyes were hidden behind a pair of silver-framed sunglasses and the bottom half of her face was hidden behind a metal mask.  She also wore a dark jacket and what appeared to be rubber pants.

The masked assailant pressed her fist up against her chest and prepared to shoulder her victim onto the floor.  Unfortunately for her, she was not fast enough.  Before she knew it, Monica's initial strike became a chopping motion towards the throat.  Naturally, the attacker moved out of the way and raised her hands to defend herself.  However, she failed to notice the low left kick towards the back of her right knee.  Suffice to say, the combination was enough to knock her off balance.

"Ack..." Monica found herself stumbling after her retaliation and also lost her balance.  She started hopping on her right foot, but could not maintain control over her muscles long enough to balance herself.  It only took a couple seconds before she also found herself lying on the school floor.

"Grr... stupid bitch," The female attacker growled as she cautiously got to her feet.  She was careless and underestimated her opponent because she felt secured after the zapper trap worked.  She believed that Monica was already helpless and in her hands even if the Japanese girl was able to somehow resist the zapper's effects.  She wasn't about to make the same mistake twice.

Monica felt the effects of the zapper ward begin to subside and her vision became a bit clearer.  She felt a bit sluggish, as if she just endured hours of harsh training.  That was fine by her... she was used to fighting after enduring hours of harsh training.

"Hmph, you just got lucky, that's all," The attacker growled as she took out a stun-gun from an inner-pocket of her jacket.  The masked woman stood up with the gun held threateningly at the girl.

In the blink of an eye, the stun-gun was knocked out of the assailant's hand.  Monica used her right hand to chop at the opponent's wrist while her left hand slapped the back of the hand holding the gun.  As the masked woman's eyes followed her gun, her prey pressed on to attack.  Right before the gun hit the floor, Monica's right foot snapped up into a round-house kick towards the left waist.

[i]ZZZZAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPP!!![/i]

"....."  Monica opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out.  It was the exact same kind of feeling she experienced when she tried to leave the school through the front doors.  She staggered backwards and while trying to collect herself, but immediately lost her balance.  Adrenaline was pumping through the veins and her heart pounded faster than ever, but nothing made her muscle work.

"You're not getting off that easily," The masked woman smirked as she caught her victim before the stunned girl hit the floor.  She wrapped her arms around the Japanese girl and gave her the bear-hug of death.  With strong arms, she hugged Monica and refused to let go as volts of electricity came out of her body.

[i]Kuso... *Damnit*,[/i] Monica thought to herself as darkness slowly took over her vision.  She could feel the specialized electricity course painfully through her body as her limbs went limp from the zapping, the pain, and from exhaustion.  For some strange reason, her hearing and olfactory senses started going crazy.  She swore she could smell honey and she fell to the floor with a painful smash.

"Heh... I can see why you caught her eye,"  The attacker grinned devilishly behind her mask as she stood over her prize.  She shed her jacket to reveal that she was wearing a full-body rubber-suit.

Everything from the chin-down was covered with black rubber including her hands and feet.  The skin-tight uniform revealed an athletically attractive body.  Her stomach was as flat as a board and her legs looked shapely and strong.  The only regret any straight man, lesbian, or bisexual would feel after seeing such an image was that the actual skin was hidden.

On her back and on her front were four long pieces of paper with strange symbols arranged into the shape of crosses.  Apparently, zapper wards don't just work on doors.  "I didn't expect you to knock out my gun, so it's a good thing you aimed for my waist and not my face."

"K-kuso..." Monica grunted as she desperately reached out with a trembling hand.  As soon as she touched the rubber skin around her opponent's ankle, her hand dropped to the floor.  She was stopped by the stun-gun that was back in her captive's hands.  Due to the effects of the zapper ward, she was still conscious and breathing.

"After all that you can still move?  These zapper wards aren't as strong as I thought they'd be," The masked woman remarked as she grabbed the fallen girl by the hair.  She pulled down her mask and forced open her victim's mouth.  She hawked up and spit into the helpless girl's exposed throat.  Monica could do nothing but swallow the spit or suffocate from having her windpipe blocked.

"Now that I've a closer look, you're a hot-looking thing, aren't you?  I wish I could play around with you some more, but I've got a job to do,"  The attacker smirked as she started removing her victim's clothes.

Monica felt the smooth material of the rubber uniform rub up against her face.  The wards must've been either deactivated for taken off since she didn't feel anymore shocks.  She tried to resist when her panties were taken off, but she couldn't even move her fingers much less retaliate.  A chill went up her spine when she felt hands groping her breasts.  She couldn't even shiver in response.

"Mmm... I'd love to make such a cutie like you my sex slave," The masked woman trailed the tip of her tongue along the helpless girl's collarbone while her index fingers and thumb twisted the exposed nipples.  Monica couldn't even moan in pleasure... moan in pleasure?  To her horror, the Japanese girl found herself enjoying the attention that her erect nipples were receiving.  She could even feel her pussy getting wet from all the excitement!

"Well someone seems to be enjoying this," The rubber-clad woman giggled as her finger slipped into her captive's pussy.  She lifted her finger and brought it under Monica's nose as her tongue danced along the side of the paralyzed girl's neck.  "You know... I just might make you my slave anyway.  We'll have sooooo much fun together.  In only a couple days I'll have you reduced to the submissive bitch you were meant to be."

[i]Glint...[/i]

"Hmm?"  The rubber-clad attacker noticed something yellow in the corner of her eye.  Before she knew what hit her, her head snapped to the side and her eyes rolled over into the back of her head.  She fell onto the floor with the paralyzed Japanese girl in her arms.

"Sorry girl, but she's mine," Sera smirked as she stood over the fallen girls with her hands folded behind her back.  Her eyes trailed over to the front doors and she told herself, "Hmm... better not mess with those.  They'll wear out by morning... probably."

*****

The next day...

"So, who do you think would win, Batman or Superman?"  Trent asked as he held his can of pop over his head with one hand and a pocket knife with the other.  He was crouching on the seat of a chair at a table in the cafeteria with a small pyramid of pop cans in front of him.  Other people sitting at the table included Monica and Leafy, formerly known as thirteen.  The kid with the metal antennae, who introduced himself as Kenny, and a girl named Io were also sitting at the table.

"Superman," Kenny replied as he took a bite out of a tuna sandwich.  If you ignored the metal antennae, he looked like any other student at WTF High.  He had on a red cap worn backwards, short black hair, and freckles all over his face.

"Wait, which versions are we talking about here?"  Io asked hurriedly.  She had the appearance of a middle school student despite being a high school senior.  She had short auburn hair and green eyes.  "Original, retro, JLA, Golden-years, emerald-world, or new-age?"

"Does it matter?  Batman's just human, right?"  Kenny pointed out.

"Original for both," Trent answered as he poked a hole in his can of pop.  He opened his mouth and allowed the resulting stream of coke to pour down his throat.

"The original Superman was Canadian," Leafy said while pointing upwards.  His other hand was cupping his elbow.  "I think Batman would win."

"Why?  Cause Superman's Canadian?"  Kenny asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No, cause Batman has kryptonite and therefore will always win," Leafy replied.  "Why would you think Superman being Canadian had anything to do with him winning or not?"

"Superman's weakness in Emerald world is radioactive marshmallow," Trent grinned as soon as he was finished drinking his can of pop.  "Ah... the 2010s... crazy times."

"Excuse me, may we sit here?" Everyone's attention shifted towards the owner of the new voice.  Sera smiled sweetly at everyone else as she stood with her tray of food in hand.  Linda was standing behind Sera while looking as though she were interested in the mashed potatoes she had bought for lunch.  Both Leafy and Monica looked equally interested in their food and refused to look back up at Sera.  Both of them had flushed looks on their faces.

"Sure!  The more the merrier!"  Trent exclaimed with a happy look on his face.  "Plenty of seats at this table, anyway."

"Thank you," Sera replied as she took a seat while motioning for Linda to follow suit.  "By the way, did you boys enjoy the show last night?"

"We sure did," Trent grinned as he grabbed another can of pop from the small pyramid in front of him.  As soon as Sera's question was asked, Leafy sprayed coke all over the table while Monica's face went redder.  Trent immediately followed up with his own question, "Who's faster, Superman or Flash?"

*****

One day ago...

"Ugh..."  Monica groaned as she slowly came about.  She lifted her head and her field of vision started coming back into focus.  The muscles in her arms, legs, neck, and pretty much everywhere else were sore from exhaustion and pain.  It took her a few seconds before she realized that she was in the locker room.  The first person she noticed was one of her classmates, Linda.  Linda, without any clothes on, was kneeling on the floor submissively with her head down and her hands behind her back.  Behind Linda was another of her classmates, Sera Spykes, who was also not wearing any clothes.

Her eyes widened and her brain immediately became alert as she recalled the past events.  That mysterious masked woman almost had her, but she was... saved by Sera?  No... Sera knocked her out with some kind of sleeping spell right after that.  Sera said that Monica was hers, so did her alleged saviour intend to own her?  No... she didn't want to become a slave... that's not what she wanted!

The Japanese girl tried to move her arms and legs, but to no avail for her wrists and ankles were tied with thick white scarves.  She was hanging approximately one foot from the floor with her wrists above her head.  Her ankles were tied together with one scarf while her wrists were tied to the long scarf she was dangling from.  The scarf her wrists were attached to appeared to thread through some invisible pulley before ending tied up to the leg of one of the benches.

"It's no use trying to resist.  Those scarves by themselves are stronger than steel even without my spells," Sera smirked with her arms crossed in front of herself.  She licked her lips and eyed the prize in front of her with predatory intent in her serpent-like eyes.  The slits that were her pupils bore deep into the pale and soft flesh of the bounded Japanese girl.  Her tongue flicked in and out of her mouth like a snake tasting its caught prey.

"Let me go or else," Monica threatened as she stopped her struggling long enough for her eyes to meet Sera's.  She refused to look like some deer caught in headlights just waiting to die.  Her sharp brown eyes met Sera's predatory gaze like two swords crossing for the first time.  Neither the proud serpent nor the cornered wolf were willing to be the first to back down.

"Now is that anyway to treat the person who saved your life, Moto-chan?"  Sera asked with an obviously fake hurt look on her face.  Her devilish grin returned as she cupped a finger under Monica's chin.  The tip of her polished nail trailed along the surface of the bounded girl's throat.  Monica held her breathe and kept herself from gulping as her eyes stayed on Sera's.  Sera withdrew her finger and backed away with what looked to be a satisfied look on her face.

"You... you tied me up," Monica replied as soon as she found her voice again.  "And don't call me Moto-chan."

"Oh, by the way, go ahead and speak Japanese if you want.  I'll understand what you're saying," Sera said as she turned around and waved her hand in a dismissive manner.  She walked away towards the row of lockers on the far end of the locker room.

"*Damn mother-fucking bitch!  Lemme outta these shitty scarves or Ah'll ice ya fucking punk-ass!*"  Monica growled angrily in Japanese as she continued struggling with her bounds.  "*Think yer something damn special cause ya got me all tied up?  'Fraid tah fucking face me one-on-one?  Damn slut better watch yerself or a blade'll go down yer cock-suckin' throat!*"

"Well... I certainly didn't expect that," Sera closed her eyes and chuckled in response to the foreign profanity.  She took hold of one of the locker doors and swung the locker open revealing a knocked-out Leafy/Thirteen.  The passed out teen fell forth and dropped on his side against the floor.  He appeared to be to out of it to notice any pain that he might had felt had he been awake.

"Thirteen... Thirteen!  Wake up!  Wake up, Thirteen!"  Monica cried out as soon as she recognized the face of her new friend.  She struggled harder against her bonds and the look of the fierce warrior vanished from her face.  She glared at Sera and demanded, "What did you do to him?  Tell me!"

"He won't be hearing you anytime soon, Moto-chan," Sera smirked as she stepped gingerly over Thirteen's body.  She made her way to the next locker and opened that door to reveal a familiar-looking katana.  She picked up the katana and held it out for Monica to see.  It was a shinken sword made for battou-jutsu and iai-jutsu.  "This is a very nice sword you have here.  A gift from a friend?"

"*Wha... get yer filthy hand off my sword!*"  Monica shouted angrily.  "*How the hell did ya get that?  Fucking thief!*"

"Tell me something, do you often play with this?"  Sera asked as she held the hilt of the sword under her nose.  She sniffed along the black handle before flicking the tip of her tongue against the handguard.  "The smell of your girl juice is all over the sword.  Even the blade?  My... someone likes to play dangerously."

"*I...*"  Monica wasn't sure how to reply and her struggling stopped.  Her face went red with embarrassment and her will was beginning to weaken.  Even in this sort of humiliated state, she managed to get some words out, "*It's none of your business what I do, ya got that?*"

"I'll take that as a yes," Sera smiled seductively as she unsheathed the sword while approaching the bound Japanese girl again.  She stared admiringly at the fine craftsmanship put into the forging of the blade.  She lowered the tip of the blade and pressed it against the inner part of Monica's ankles, just above the scarves.

"*If yer gonna kill me, just do it.  Kill me so that Ah can haunt ya as a ghost fer all eternity,*" Monica growled as she suppressed a gasp of pleasure.  It was humiliating and horrifying for she found herself getting excited from all the tension in the air.  It was hard to admit to herself that she was getting wet from being naked and vulnerable in front of her more dominant classmate.

"Do you honestly believe you can defeat me in a one-on-one fight, Moto-chan?"  Sera asked as she slowly drew the blade upwards along the inner part her captive's legs.  The cold metal of the samurai sword pressed lightly against the fleshy skin before stopping right below the pussy.

Monica breathed deeply as the sword stayed in that position for a few seconds.  It was as if time stood still for the both of them as they stared into each other's eyes.  The Japanese girl's fierce and determined eyes returned as soon as eye contact was re-established.  Sera had to admit to herself that she had not met sharper eyes in centuries with the exception of her parents.  Although she was in the superior position, she held deep respect for her captive.

"Linda dear, please take Mr. Berserker and wait for me outside of this locker room," Sera said as her face softened and her eyes closed.  She relaxed her grip on the shinken and appeared much calmer than before.  For some reason, that was enough to disperse the tension in the air.

"Yes Mistress," Linda nodded before grabbing Thirteen by the wrists and dragging him out of the locker room.

"Something strange is going on in this school and I don't like it," Sera explained as she withdrew the shinken and sheathed the blade.  She held the sword out horizontally in front of Monica's face and continued with her words, "It would be best if we were on the same side.  However, I was not sure whether or not you were strong enough to be my ally.  If you still want to fight, then let's fight.  I'll consider it the last test of your abilities."

With that, the scarf that Monica was hanging from fell from its invisible pulley and loosened its grip around the confused girl's wrists.  The scarf from the ankles also loosened up and allowed the Japanese girl to land on her feet properly.  She planted the palm of her left hand against the floor, then rose to her feet.  Her eyes narrowed in anger and rage at the other girl in front of her.

"*Who the hell do you think you are?*"  Monica screamed as she furiously snatched back her sword by the sheath right next to the handguard.  She kicked out with a left side-kick while twisting her shinken out of Sera's grasp.  When she felt nothing but air, she continued whirling around in a clock-wise rotation and unsheathed her blade at the same time.

"I'm Sera, the daughter of the Feng the Snake King and Huang the Vixen Illusionist," Sera replied with pride evident in her voice.  Her hands made semi-circular motions with her hands moving inwards and upwards.  At the same time, her scarves flew upwards and crossed each other to block the horizontal slash towards her neck.  "Who the hell are you?"

[i]Ping![/i]

"*I'm Motoko Kurenai, fourth disciple of the Double-Sword Devil-Slayer,*" Motoko shot back with gritted teeth bared at her opponent.  She could not believe it, but she was still getting excited!  The thought of fighting nakedly against this stronger foe was getting her aroused.  Her heart was racing and adrenaline was reintroduced into her veins once more.  She was going to have the time of her life.

 

I was in junior high, the eighth grade and played almost all the sports. Football is wear I made my name first. As the team captain and quarterback, I made all the calls. We had a great team and won the championship for our league. Then there was baseball and track. I was strong and fast. Just what the coaches asked for, and I was having fun all the time.

 

Then in my last semester before high school, I had to take a class in sex education. The actual name of the class was “Family Life and Sex Education”. On the first day we all met our new teacher. Her name was Miss Smith. Miss Smith was a new intern with the school. She couldn’t be more than twenty two years old by her looks. And all the guys were looking at her with lust in their eyes. She had long beach blond hair and green eyes to look back at us with. I figured she must be a surfer with the hair and a tan like that. Her smile was beautiful with her full set of lips and that pink gloss didn’t hurt either.

 

The class only lasted nine weeks to the end of the school year. Miss Smith was very friendly with all of us and we even learned a thing or two about sex and stuff like that. When the last day of school and my last day of sex class came, Miss Smith asked me to help her carry out some boxes to her car at the end of the day. With a chance to help such a good looking babe, I readily accepted. She told me to come back after my last class of the day.

 

We were on half day schedule so after my last class was over; I walked down the hall to Miss Smith’s room. I stepped inside and was greeted by the sight of her long legs leading to the top of a latter. From my position on the ground, I was looking right up between her legs. Miss Smith was wearing a mid thigh pleated summer dress. As looked up, I saw her white panties as they came oh so close to that place between her legs that every boy wants to see but just then, I saw her luscious butt cheeks from under her flowing dress. They were rounded and dark tanned. Then Miss Smith looked down at me catching my stare and asked if I wouldn’t mind climbing up and getting the last boxes for her because they were out of her reach. I held the ladder as she climbed down with a box in her arms. Miss Smith cautioned me to hold it still so she wouldn’t fall. I held on and as she came down the steps, her skirt opened up and came down over my head. Unable to move aside for fear that she could fall or drop her box; I held on and looked up. I looked up as her long legs moved closer to me with each step. As she slowly took steps toward me I was able to see that which is usually hidden from sight. Her white sheer panties turned out to be the thong bottom panties of my dreams. They had ridden up the crack of her ass. And what an ass she had. A dark brown tan covered all the flesh I saw and I saw a lot of her. Closer and closer they were coming. As Miss Smith neared the bottom step, my nose made contact with her left butt cheek and I got a wiff of something special. Not ass trash but a real woman scent. Miss Smith stopped immediately when she felt the contact between us. I watched closely as she swung her hips to the side causing the hem of her skirt to swing to the side and with the help of a knee swing the hem went over my head and I was free as she held on tight to the box.

 

As she reached the bottom step I reached over her and took the box from her. In this position I was as close as I’d ever been to hugging a grown woman. Miss Smith thanked me and I climbed up to retrieve the last box. Miss Smith held the ladder as I reached out to get the boxes. Holding one over my head as I climbed down, Miss Smith put one of her hands on my ankle and led my foot to the next rung. As I made my way down her hand slid up my leg and eventually neared my privates. I reached the ground before anything really happened. Then she smiled at me and asked me if I’d like to help her out to her car. I quickly agreed. I took two boxes and she took one. That way we could do it with one trip. I put my boxes in her trunk next to the box she had. When our eyes met I asked just what’s in the boxes. She said in a low whisper that she had brought some outside information for the class but the principle didn’t think it was appropriate for teens so she wasn’t able to use the material. Then Miss Smith turned to me and asked if I wouldn’t mind going to her home with her and help carry then up her stares. I was happy to help her. Besides, it was only mid day as we were let out early on our last day.

 

At her place we carried the boxes up the steps to her home. It was a very well kept place in a walled community. She sat her box down as she fumbled for her keys. Once inside we put the boxes in the corner. I was about to walk out and go home when Miss Smith stopped me. Why don’t we have a cold drink before I take you home? Do you have time, she asked. It was only twelve thirty now so I said a cold drink sounded great. Miss Smith had me sit on the couch and she went to the kitchen.

 

I sat and fidgeted while she got the drinks. Soon she joined me on the couch with two cold cokes. We both drank them down as it was a very hot day outside. When we had finished them I thanked Miss Smith for the drink. She put her hand on my thigh and said please don’t call me Miss Smith while you are in my house. My name is Sam, its short for Samantha but only my Mom calls me that. So I called her Sam from then on.

 

 I was hot and sweaty and so was Sam who got up and turned on the air conditioner. Then Sam asked if I’d help her out of her dress as it was wet with sweat and in need of a good cleaning. I was surprised to hear this from her. Then she told me she wanted to get into something cooler and more comfortable than her work clothes. Sam was standing before me so I stood up. She turned around and untied and whipped her long blonde hair out of the way. Slowly, I reached out and took hold of the zipper tang. I was holding the top of her dress with one hand and pulling down with the other. When I came to the middle of her back I saw her bra strap. It was real small, almost a string. Delightfully surprised, I asked how far I should pull it down. She answered me matter of factly by saying pull it all the way down of course. So down I pulled. All the way to her panties that didn’t quite cover all of her cute little ass crack. The top of her butt crack was right there at my finger tips when Sam gave her ass the sexiest wiggle and her dress slipped over her shoulders and down to her waste.

 

At this point Sam asked me if she could show me some of the stuff she wasn’t supposed to show us in school. I figured that since school was officially out for the summer that it would be OK. So Sam turned and faced me as she gave her hips another of those wiggles and let her dress fall to the floor. She stepped back and out of the pile as I bent over to pick it up off of the floor. Sam said it was OK to leave it on the floor but I disagreed. I looked up at her opaque pink bra covered breasts and sighed. If I had ever seen D-cup boobs, I was sure Sam had them. Sam took the dress from me and smiled at me as she slowly turned away and took the dress to her bedroom.

 

As she walked away, I looked on as her bare hips swayed from side to side in the way only a woman can do. Sam went through the bedroom door but didn’t close it. I couldn’t see her from where I sat, so I moved over. There was a Mirror on the dresser and I could see as she unhooked her bra and threw it on the bed. Her breasts were the firmest I’d ever seen; even without the bra there was no sag at all. Her nipples swelled up and stuck out like oversized pencil erasers poking out almost half an inch from there areole on top of her boobs. I watched as she smiled to herself as she gave her nipples a little touch of her fingers. Her eyes closed for just a second, and then she moved her hands to her waist and slipped off her panties. I could only see her most perfect butt as she turned a little as she pulled down her panties. What an incredible butt she had. Her ass cheeks were full, firm and rounded. And they were tan all over; I mean she had no tan lines at all. And she had a very dark tan on her butt. And it went up all the way to her shoulders and all the way down to her feet. There were no tan lines anywhere. Then Sam ducked away out of my sight.

 

I figure she would find a sundress or a light top and shorts, but she returned in a white dress shirt, the kind and size my Dad wears, and that’s all. It hung down just enough to conceal her private spot. However, it did flow in the breeze as she walked toward me. I think I may have seen something underneath but it was just a flash. Sam sat across from me and crossed her long sexy legs. I looked up as she smiled a wicked smile at me. The top few buttons of her shirt had been left undone and I had a close up view of her more than ample cleavage.

 

Then Sam told me she wanted to show me some of the stuff that she wasn’t allowed to show the class. She got up and went back to her room. Then she called for me to join her. I went to the doorway and stopped. Sam was pulling items of clothing from a lower drawer. As she was bent over I saw her left breast completely exposed. Her nipple still poking out and her flesh was that delightful tan color with no white marks at all.

 

Sam showed me several of her bras and put them on a dress maker’s manikin that she brought from the corner. I was told to remove the first one. It was a white lace bra that cupped the dummies breasts but did not cover them over. I could only imagine what her boobs would look like in such a bra. Would they bulge over the top or would the bra contain them? I shook my head and reached around the back of the dummy and with both hands, I unhooked the bra. Sam grabbed the bra and said I did it wrong and that I could only use one hand to unhook it. She replaced the bra on the dummy and had me try again. I reached back and fumbled with the hook. After several tries, I finally got it off. But once again, Sam took the bra from me put it back on the dummy telling me to do it this time while facing the mannequin’s front. I stepped up again and reached around back and out of my site. I found the hook by feel and fumbled around till I got it undone. Sam told me that was the way to do it. She had me do it till I could do it first time every time and quickly with no fumbling. When I was sufficiently able to accomplish the task, Sam had me try all her bras. Some had multiple hooks, others had only on big one. Then one had a little tiny hook. I did them all.

 

When I was proficient enough, Sam showed me her collection of panties. It looked like she had at leased one of every kind. She held up each in succession and told how it was to be removed. (Thumbs under the waste band or fingers inside for a tickle) Some panties were brightly colored, some were white, and some were almost see through in pink or blue or green even. Some covered a lot most very little. One even was crotch less. There was no way to put them on the dummy so I just watched and listened.

 

When the training session was over, Sam put all the bras and panties away. Again I got to look down her shirt at her beautiful boobs. Sam pulled out another panty but it was different. She laid it on the bed and said it was her new bikini and asked if I thought it was sexy. The bikini was leather, soft leather from the look I had. It was also very small, maybe two inches wide at most and tapering down to nothing. The rest was just leather straps. And there was no top. I told her that I liked it but could only imagine what it was like when she was wearing it. That’s when Sam told me there was a problem. In order to wear such a bikini, she said quietly, the lady must be almost clean shaven. She sat on the edge of the bed in front of me. Then she asked you shave don’t you? I told her that I shaved about twice a week, more if I wanted to look good for somebody like on a date or something. Then Sam explained that she hadn’t shaved that close in a while. Sam got real close to me and put my hand on her upper leg telling me she needed to be as smooth as all that only higher. I stroked her thigh continuously and as she talked, I was looking her in the eyes the whole time. Then I looked down where I was stroking her thigh. Sam moved her other leg just enough so I could see part of her muff. It was blonde like her head. There was some stubble and some long and curlies. It was amazing.

 

Sam got up and beckoned me to follow her to the bathroom. Inside she started to run some warm water in the sink. The basin filled and she looked me in the eye as she unbuttoned her shirt from the top down. When she got to the last button she pulled it open and saw for the first time, her full frontal nudity. All tan and all smooth and all soft as it could be. I was looking and thinking to myself that she could be a Playmate with a body like that. Sam took some soap in her hand and whipped it into lather and she mixed it into her pubes. There was a makeup table and chair next to the sink. Sam set her ass on the table and took a razor from the counter. With one foot on the chair and the other spread wide, she explained that she would shave the first half and that I would shave the second.

 

Sam started down low near her puckering asshole. With tiny strokes of the razor I watched as the stubble hairs disappeared. When she worked her way up to thicker hair she explained how I had to be extra careful, no nicks or cuts at all would be acceptable. She got to the top and tapered the hair above her pussy to a little point or rather a half of a point. Then Sam handed me the razor. I started at the bottom as she had. The stubble disappeared again. I was working in the thick stuff when she stopped me and told me to only take short strokes away from her pink. I complied with her wishes. When I got to the top, I tapered the remaining hair to match the other half of her point. Looking at our work I was at ahh with her pretty pink pussy lips and tanned flesh. That’s when I asked why she left a point of blonde hair at the top. She smiled told me there were two reasons. One was when that some guys put their fingers in a girl’s pants, but they don’t always know what they are looking for. The little point of hair lets them know they are close and are going in the right direction. The second reason is that I have blonde pubes and that proves that I am a real blonde. Some guys need the proof and I’m glad to give it.

 

Sam giggled as she pumped some lotion into my hand and told me to rub it into the freshly shaved areas to sooth the skin. I did this with pleasure. I rubbed the smooth skin and the soft pink lips of her pussy. All around it was slick with the lotion. My fingers slipped between her lips to her inside and she moaned softly. I continued and she got very slick inside. She wiggled a little on her but and moaned again. Then I looked up and she had her yes closed and her head tipped back. She was delicately pinching her nipples at the same time.

 

That’s when I heard her in a whisper say lick me, lick me deep. I got my face down close to her pussy and licked it. In a whispered she pled with me to go slow, go high and go deep. I was licking and sucking her pink parts and she was dripping fluid on me from her pussy. He moans of pleasure were more pronounced and louder now. Sam squeezed my head between her thighs and let out a muffled scream. The fluid was flowing down my face now. Sam pled with me again, don’t stop, and don’t stop. I licked her and sucked her pink putting my tongue deep inside. When I pulled my tongue out, I made it a licking motion and went all the way up to the nub at the top of her pussy opening. This set her off for the grand finale. I sucked her clit between my lips and she bucked uncontrolled on the counter top while hissing and screaming out loud.

 

After what seemed like an hour, Sam pushed me away and got up from the counter top. She pushed her shirt back off her shoulders and walked with wobbling legs to the bed. Breathing deeply she told me come to her and remove all my clothes. I did this instantly. Standing at the edge of her bed, she rolled toward me and took my hard cock in her mouth. With one hand gripping my cock and one gently squeezing my balls, she sucked me like a vacuum cleaner. I held back but it was no use. I started squirting my seed. Sam sucked it all up and swallowed it. She kept sucking and I shot it again. Three times, I think before I fell onto the bed with weak knees.

 

Sam held me and stroked me and I stayed hard in her hands. She looked up at me and commanded me to fuck her and fuck hard and fuck her often. I rolled on top of her and she positioned the tip of my cock in between her pussy lips. I slid in with little effort. She was slick as snot inside. I started taking long deep strokes and was cumming in no time. I thrust deep and shot a load. I pulled back and thrust again and tried to squirt but I couldn’t. I was bottomed out and stretching her pussy so tight over the tip of my cock that I could not cum. Then I realized that she was screaming in my ear as she orgasmed again and again. I let up just a little and all my spunk fluid poured out into her pussy. There was so much spunk in her pussy that it overflowed onto my balls and dripped down my legs. I got up on my hands with arms extended and gazed upon her. This was true beauty, a young woman impaled by a young man and both in the middle of orgasm. Sam’s tits heaved up and down; her nipples extended almost a full inch from her areole as she sucked in for all she had to get a breath of fresh air. I too was breathing deep and hard, but the air in this room smelled of sex and body contact. I suck it all in as I thrust into her. When I could do it no more, I rolled to one side of Sam and lay there taking in air, Sam was panting as well. When I felt up to it, I sucked on her nipples. They felt incredible between my lips as I flicked my tongue across the tips. Sam wiggled and moaned as I did this to her tits.

 

It was dark when I awoke with my head on her chest and Sam sleeping beneath me. I got off of her and sat up. Sam opened her eyes and gave me that smile. She looked at me and asked if I’d like to take a shower before going home. I readily agreed. My folks don’t want to smell our escapades when I get home. Sam got up and went to the bathroom with me close behind. She set the water temperature to very warm in the shower and hopped in. I was right behind her. It was a full size shower with plenty of room for both of us. She proceeded to soap me up and I in turn washed her. At one point when we were about to get out, Sam dropped the soap and bent over to pick it up. I took the opportunity and stuck it to her one more time. We enjoyed another orgasm and got out.

 

I was putting on my clothes but Sam refused to get dressed telling how she would be dripping my sperm for hours. She was sitting on the edge of the bed as I got my pants and shoes on. Sam said in a low tone that if I ate pussy like that with every female I met then the world of girls and woman could not ever say no to me. I went home, had dinner and went to bed.

 

"Don't be back late!" yelled her mum, as Bunny slammed the door behind her and made her way out of the estate, past the graffiti on the walls and discarded needles and rubbers in the gutter, towards the spot by the park where she and her gang would meet for their night out. And there they were, or at least some of them, hanging out by the park bench near the lamp post where they'd carved their gang's initials.

There was Puss, with her shaved gash, fat-thighed Rosanne and skinny, hairy twatted Dilly. The three girls sat around bored and sullen, knickerless, booted and with similar sleeveless tee-shirts. Puss looked up from her desultory stroking of the smooth shaven skin of her crotch and smiled at Bunny as she approached.

"Yo, Bun! Give it up, Girl!"

"Hey, girlfriend. Wassup?" responded Bunny kissing Puss on the cheek.

"Tongues, slut. Giss the tongues. Then I know you love me!"

"Just the tongue?" wondered Bunny, but giving Puss the full-on tongue to tongue that marked the gang's closeness. The warm, liquid, toothy taste of burger. She pulled Puss to her as the two battled their tongues together.

"Hey, tart! Don't you love me, too?" asked Dilly, pushing her face into the melee. "Giss tongue!"

And there the three were, watched by Rosanne who liked a bit of tongue but not so much as the others, as they took tongue to cheek to tooth, and rubbed each others' backs as they did so, hands under each others' tee-shirts, until, a few minutes later, their tongues sore from the probing, they pushed each other off and sank back onto the park bench.

"So, how's it, Bun?" asked Rosanne, puffing on her joint. "Good day at school? Fucked any good boys?"

"Wouldn't you fucking like to know, Ro?" Bunny replied. "My cunt's so fucking sore and so fucking dripping you couldn't tell it apart from fucking brillo."

"Yeh. Right!" Rosanne agreed, not pursuing the subject further.

The four girls squeezed together on the bench staring out across the park as the shadows grew longer over the grass, the odd glint reflecting from the discarded condoms and broken glass. It was gonna be a normal night out tonight, Bunny could see. Her and her gang, and maybe the other girls, Snoot and Lizzie, out in the park with a few beers, a few boys and a few laughs. But just now there was nothing much to do. No drugs, 'cept the blow that Dilly passed round, and no sex, 'cept the tongues that didn't really count. Fuck it! If it weren't in the twat, it weren't nothing.

"Hey, Bun! Girlfriend! It's lager time," Dilly asserted. "We want some amber in the long tubes. And sweetheart. Hey. Don't you know it? It's your turn!"

"Oh fuck it! I'm sure it was last time."

"Don't fucking lie, you cunt!" disagreed Puss, pushing her pale face into Bunny's. "It's your turn, and you fucking know it. It was me last time. And I still can taste Mo's fucking sperm in my mouth!"

Bunny concurred reluctantly and just as reluctantly made her way to Mo Patel's Liquor Store, a run-down establishment not too far from the park. She hung around outside, puffing a ciggie while Mo served a customer, examining her skinny reflection in the window. Finally, and not before fucking time, the old man Mo had been serving shuffled out, and before the door slammed shut, Bunny burst in, discreetly turning round the card reading 'Open', so that it now read 'Closed'.

"It's tittie time!" Bunny announced, pulling up her tee-shirt to show off her long nippled, but otherwise rather small breasts. Mo, a stout Asian who clearly needed a sharper razor blade with which to shave his chin, smirked at the sight of a girl more than young enough to be his daughter.

"You'll be wanting more of the usual, you rascal?" he asked. "It's not gonna be no cheaper."

"Yeah! Yeah!" agreed Bunny, stepping around to the back of the shop where Mo was leading her, and grimacing as he pulled down his pants and jockeys to reveal a fat, heavy prick already swelling with anticipation. "Let's fucking get down to it!"

And so, behind the bamboo netting which divided the beer cans and packets of Marlboro from those in the store room, Bunny got down on her knees on the rough nylon rug, wiped her lips with the back of her hand and got down to business. A blow job was all it cost for an armful of ciggies and lager, and a blow job was what Mo was getting. He leaned back, supporting his bulk on a chipped, wooden table as Bunny ran her tongue up and down the length of his prick, stroking his balls with her fingers, and watched it grow and swell, the veins pumping up and pressing contours into her lips. And then, mouth fully open, she pulled his prick into her mouth while his heavy, hairy hands groped around her tee-shirt for the tiny titties he so enjoyed massaging. Bunny's mind was as much on this prick as it was on thoughts of her school day and the boys she'd fucked with and how different their younger, smoother pricks were to this old fuck's. And then she felt the spasms of his penis, and knew that she had to move fast to both release Mo's come and to stop him staining her black tee-shirt. She didn't want Mo's sperm on the 'CUNT' on her chest anymore than she'd want it on the cunt between her legs.

And soon she was back with the gang, laden down with Marlboros, Bensons, Kronenbergs and Buds. Snoot and Lizzie had turned up now and were sitting on a patch of grass, passing joints around. Snoot was totally bald, more the result of chemotherapy for her leukaemia than as a fashion statement, and Lizzie was wearing one of her floppy hats which obscured most of her face, and above all the scar over her eye she'd got at that night club once.

"Yo, girlfriend!" Snoot cried. "Liquid refreshment. Gimme! Gimme!"

"Yeah. Wow! Give it up girl!" chorused Lizzie, scratching the ragged strands of her crotch.

And so the evening proceeded, six girls in the park, necking it down, choking on nicotine, phlegming on the tarmac and pissing by the bushes. The blow made them giggle, the beer made them piss and the dusk turned them into shadows.

"Fuck! My cunt itches!" declared Lizzie. "What it needs is a good seeing to! Ain't there no dicks round here when you need one?"

"What you need is the good old lip suction, baby," diagnosed Puss. "I'd do it, but I'm too busy rolling a fat one. How's about you, Bun? D'you need some fish supper after Mo's hot dog and juice?"

Bunny was more than obliging. The taste of cunt wasn't an offer she'd often turn down. "You just hold me off, Puss. There ain't nothing in the world that I couldn't do more with than rock salmon pie!"

Lizzie's wasn't the tastiest vagina she'd ever tongued. That honour was still held by Dilly, but Dilly was never as keen as Bunny was. But Lizzie's was a good one. Still quite smooth lipped, nothing hanging out, and the hair was relatively short so it didn't get up her nose like Rosanne's did. Bunny was on her knees a second time this evening, while Lizzie spread her knees allowing Bunny's tongue full access to the folds and smells of fresh young vulva. As she busied herself, ass out in the air, knees resting on grass, passers-by could easily see what she was up to and discreetly averted their eyes so as not to attract the taunts and insults of the Westmoreland Park Posse.

"So, girlfriend. What's it tonight?" speculated Puss, lighting up her joint. "Cod? Haddock? Roe?"

Bunny raised her head: saliva and warm cunt juice trickling down her tongue. "Nah! It's the finest caviar! You can see the little black eggs in there!"

"I fucking hope not, Bun!" exclaimed Lizzie. "I ain't had nothing wrong with me down there for weeks. And I ain't never had warts neither. Not like fucking Snoot."

"They weren't warts!" Snoot disagreed. "I don't know what it was, but it weren't warts!"

And then the girls were back together huddled in the dark, jeering and laughing and cackling and puffing and swigging. Bunny was feeling a little shagged. A blow job and a tonguing and she was already a bit tired. Her mouth ached, but her cunt itched, so she knew there was more to do tonight to satisfy her urges.

"Oi!" shouted Puss. "If it ain't that fucking prick tease Stephanie Dolores!"

Bunny looked up from the top of her bottle of Becks that she'd been contemplating the past ten minutes. Indeed there she was, Steph, the girl from school with the plaits who sat in her class and came top in almost every fucking test. Although she was so obviously a different class of girl to her mates and herself, Bunny always felt somewhat in awe of her. In fact, as she watched Steph approach, grabbing her shoulder bag close to the blouse which came below her breasts, but showed off her slim waist, she felt a strange feeling that she was sure was because she'd drunk too much strong lager. Steph's long white legs strode by, a pair of white panties hiding not much thigh but all of her crotch, and small black lace-ups from which Steph's sweet white cotton socks clung to her ankles.

"Oi! Stephanie!" shouted Dilly. "You not gonna greet your school chums, then!"

Steph looked up, perhaps because she was so rarely addressed by her full unabbreviated name, took in the faces of the girls, and then lowered her face and quickened her stride.

"You're a fucking cunt, ain't you!" swore Snoot. "No fucking manners!" She jumped up and ran over to Steph as she strode away, and then let loose a stream of piss which stained Steph's polished black shoes, dampened her white cotton socks and splattered on her slim long calves. Steph strode off faster, not daring to look back. The girls started laughing and shouting and calling her names. All of them, that is, except Bunny who was actually blushing from a strange sense of shame which didn't often trouble her, but did on this occasion.

Still, any residual sense of reserve she had was soon gone when Grolsch and Shadow spotted them later as they were coming home from wherever they'd been. The two lads were clearly a bit high on something, but not something that had fucked them up too much. "Hey, it's the fucking fucking girls of Westie Park!" Grolsch cried, gripping a can of beer in his hand.

"If it ain't the fuckers of fuck who cares where!" replied Snoot. "Or ain't you fuckers no more?"

"We can fuck, girls," Shadow countered. "We can fuck any slut or whore who wants the fuck of her fucking life."

Bunny smiled. She quite liked Shadow and Grolsch. They weren't as bad as some boys, though you couldn't call them gentle. But they weren't too rough either. Both of them were quite slim, in their black vests and thong-shaped cod-pieces that both hid and emphasised what they had to offer to a girl who might be feeling hard up. Like the girls they wore rubber-soled boots, but these mothers came higher up the calves and could kick the shit out of any cunt who crossed them.

But it was a fucking that Bunny wanted, and what she got along with the others, in the dark shadows of the bushes. Shadow's prick was long and thin and black, just like the man himself: good for the ass and good up the front too. And in it was, his favourite hole, though not really Bunny's, humping back and forth while Puss licked at his balls and Lizzie ran her tongue over her face. Soon the salty taste of saliva, which slightly itched against her cheeks were splattered with the warmth and stickiness of Grolsch's own come; or that he'd not already loosed into Snoot. And the girls shrieked and yelled and cackled and swore as they took turns on the autumn grass under the dark skies. Bunny didn't give a flying fuck what people thought of her and her mates. A good fuck was a good fuck, and she loved it. And then the night out would settle down with a few more tokes and a last tube of Bud as the boys and the gang collapsed in a heap under the half moon and the bright twinkle of the hovering space stations.

It was late. And her mum would give her an earful for it. But what did Bunny fucking care? You're only ever young once in your fucking life!

In the morning, however, Bunny didn't feel quite so smart, as bleary-eyed and hung over, she made her way to school on the bus, clutching her satchel and wearing the sweater and slacks that passed as a school uniform in this corner of Comanche County. She sat quiet and quite reserved when she saw Steph board the bus and pointedly sit on a seat by herself quite a way from Bunny. Oh no! thought Bunny. We dissed her last night. What should I do?

And then, quite uncharacteristically, Bunny got up out of her seat and approached the seat next to Steph's. "Hey, Steph! Y'don't mind if I join you?"

Steph looked up with barely concealed disdain, but had to go along with it. "No, of course not, Bunny. Feel free."

"Look, Steph. I just wanted to apologise. You know? For last night and all. You know? When Snoot got out of hand. I mean it was just out of order. You know't I mean?"

"Well, that's very gracious of you, Bunny," Steph replied, still looking ill at ease. "I wasn't expecting an apology from you or any of your gang. But I can't say I appreciated being urinated on."

"No, o' course not! Snoot's just a bit wild like that. Must be the cancer and all, y'know. Makes her a bit wacked out." Bunny wasn't so bothered about a bit of piss herself of course, but she understood that it depended on the circumstances. It was one thing during a gang bang, and another when you weren't ready for it.

"Are you sure it's not the booze or the pills that make her like that?"

"Well, that and all, I guess!" smiled Bunny. "She's a real wild gal!"

Despite herself, Steph smiled back and Bunny suddenly felt a thump of emotion catch her chest. Fuck! Steph was fucking gorgeous! Big smiling teeth in a wide red lipsticked mouth, that slightly retroussé nose and those pale freckles around the nostrils. Those girls from the better side of the park certainly knew how to look good. And as the girls chatted about school and teachers and tests and stuff, Bunny got to appreciate Steph even more. She was some sharp girl! Bunny just wanted to take Steph's manicured hand in her own rather rough one and squeeze it tight. And maybe press her lips against Steph's smiling lips. And maybe maybe maybe. After all. What delights did Steph have between her legs? And what would be the feel of her pale freckled skin against her own slightly olive flesh?

Oh fuck! What was she thinking? I mean, she liked girls. Well, girls were good. Not quite the real thing. I mean, there was no fucking dick to grab onto. But good nonetheless. A good rub together and a bit of tittie lick. Nothing better. 'Cept, she was sure, a good hard fuck. But what she was feeling for Steph was something else. A kind of third thing. Not a feeling Bunny was really sure about. And she felt a kind of silliness and stupidity engulf her as she chatted and chatted with Steph with a kind of depth and openness she so rarely indulged with the girls in the gang. Even Puss. And Puss was her favourite girlfriend!

In the classroom, Bunny sat at the back by herself. Snoot had clearly not made it in today. And neither had Puss, but that was normal for her. However, not having her classmates around meant that she had a clear uninterrupted view of Steph who, as always, was right at the front of the class, right under the teacher's nose, just next to that prissy Pru she was always sat next to. Pru wasn't that bad-looking really, Bunny had to admit, even if she did wear glasses and all. She had long straight black hair and had a taste for pink and lavender clothes which matched well with her pale skin. But compared to Steph, Bunny could see that now, there was just no one at all in the classroom, or even in the whole fucking school, that could match her. Steph was a real babe, and she didn't even seem to know it! Perhaps that was what Bunny was getting off Steph so strong. Whatever it was, it was strong, so fucking strong it hurt. Like a tightening of the chest and a flush on the cheeks.

"So, Bunny, what is the capital city of Canada?"

"You what?" responded Bunny, even more distracted than usual. "Canada? I dunno! Seattle, I s'pose."

At this the rest of the class laughed at her ignorance. Normally, Bunny would react with at least a swear word and almost certainly a gesture, but today she felt quite subdued, even ashamed. What would Steph think of her? Not even knowing the capital of Canada. Perhaps she should have been paying more attention to the teacher rather than the girl sitting in front of him.

At lunchtime, while puffing at a Marlboro with some boys, Bunny could see Steph making her way out of the school gates by herself. At first she thought nothing of it, but as she saw the girl trounce off down the road with her plaits bouncing behind her, she suddenly thought better off it.

"Fuck it! I've forgotten something!" she lied to her friends as she ran out of the school throwing the half-finished cigarette away as she ran, hoping that she'd be able to catch up with Steph. She wasn't sure why, but she knew she just had to chat with the girl. She couldn't just let all that warm feeling in her just dissipate. Although it hurt, it was also warm and pleasant and squidgy. And, girl, you don't pass up on a good thing!

"Hey Steph, you going anywhere in particular?" Bunny asked breathlessly when she caught up with her classmate.

"Well," hesitated Steph, "not anywhere in particular. No. I just thought I'd go for a walk. Get away a bit. It's a nice day."

"You don't mind if I come with you, do you, Steph?"

"Erm. Well. I mean, you're not trying to trap me in some of your shit are you? Your friends aren't waiting to attack me and piss on me again, are they?"

Bunny felt this retort like a smack on the face. She stood transfixed, somehow horrified that this girl who she, who she, who she quite liked, could think that she, of all people, could, y'know, could... Her face burned and she could feel some kind of a tear push against her eyelids. What the fuck was wrong with her?

Steph could see the genuineness of Bunny's reaction, and she relented. "OK. I'm just going for a walk. Down to the canal. That OK with you?"

"Yeah, that's sweet!" Agreed a somewhat relieved Bunny.

Conversation became more relaxed as the two girls walked along, Bunny on the best of her behaviour, not swearing or cursing that much, and hanging on every word that Steph uttered, enjoying the soft nasal burr of her voice, the lips as they opened and shut, and those shiny white teeth, clearly the better for all those years of having been encased in a metal brace.

They walked along the dreary streets to the canal, which was wide and bright, and along which there was the usual busy traffic of joggers and cyclists. The two girls sat on a bench just by the canal-side, with the view of some swans, a sunken supermarket trolley and a Coke factory. Steph was talking about the last holiday she'd had with her parents in the Rockies and how different it was up there, while Bunny hang on her every word, watching her mouth and eyes and that long slim neck which was so fucking kissable it was killing her. Bunny stretched her hand out and took Steph's hand in hers: a soppy gesture that surprised her and slightly alarmed Steph. But not so much that she pulled her hand away.

Fuck! Steph was so gorgeous. Those breasts under the sweater, which heaved as she spoke, the legs hidden under the slacks which Bunny remembered so well from the night before and that mouth. Fucking lush! How could a girl look so good? From inside, she could feel the melting of ice cream sinking down her throat and a thumping of her heart.

Until she bear it no longer. That mouth! Those teeth! Those lips! All of a sudden, and it surprised her and she hated it, but she couldn't help it, but wasn't it so right? And why not? She leaned her face into Steph's face, one hand around the back of Steph's long neck, the other groping for those beautiful breasts under the sweater, and full on, tongue to mouth onto her.

"Fuck off, Bunny!" Steph suddenly shrieked. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

And with that, she pushed Bunny off and strode away, not even pausing (and Bunny checked every one of the girl's receding steps) to turn around and see how Bunny was.

Nor how miserable she was! She sat on the bench for hours, tears streaming down her face, occasional gasps of woe, feeling more miserable than she could ever remember. Only the comforting thought that her rejection was because Steph just didn't like girls made it better. A refrain that echoed again and again, through the blear of her tears. After all, some girls were real fussy like that. Bunny couldn't really understand it, but she knew from what she'd been told that some girls were real particular. A dick or nothing. That was their fucking problem. Not hers!

However, even that comfort was robbed her when after school, and hidden behind the bushes or whatever else she could find, she discreetly followed Steph walk home with that fucking prissy Pru. And then, when they thought no one could see them, the two girls cuddled up to each other and gave each other the tongue treatment that Bunny had yearned for so much, two young girls ravenously snogging each other, hands on each other butts or feeling their breasts. Fuck no! cried Bunny voicelessly as the full impact of her rejection hit hard and even harder, as Steph and Pru gasped and panted from the effort of their oral loving, expressing for each other a strength of emotion and passion that Bunny thought she knew, but now knew she'd never really known at all.

But she had the night out to look forward to. Back in Westie Park with the posse. And she'd no problem in getting the tongue treatment she'd so needed that day. Puss gave her best, sensing her best girlfriend was somehow upset, and happy at the strong smell of unrequited passion that oozed from her cunt. And Snoot, also seeing her friend was in need, took Bunny's mouth in hers and gave her so much tongue and tooth and lip and sweet sweet saliva, that Bunny was able to forget for just a while the passion that had gripped her all day.

And then, when the Bulmer Street Boys made their appearance, that misery could all go to fuck. After all, there was Grebo and Danny and Buddy and Griff and Nick Nasty. And all the girls joined the boys in Nick's place on the bed for a real full on fuck, getting their cunts and ass-holes real lubed up, with plenty of blow, some GBH and some spiked shit, and what with the amber and ciggies, and the fucking and the blowing... Well, what could a young girl say?

And as she gasped and swore and panted with Griff's dick up her ass and Buddy's dick spurting on her face and Lizzie lapping at her cunt, and her mouth on Rosanne's mouth, well what the fuck could she give for fucking Steph and that fucking prissy Pru? After all, there was no point yearning after something you just weren't meant to have.

"Hey," I said to her.

"Hey J.T.," she responded to me.

"I was wondering if maybe you would want to go to prom with me. I mean..if you don't I understand and won't push it. I just think you are really great and ----,"  I said, broken off.

"No need to explain further J.T., I will go with you," she responded to me with a smile.

I froze. Wow..this was amazing. The most gorgeous girl in school accepted my invitation without hesitation. I turned a bright shade of red and her friends and her giggled. I flashed the best, most full smile I could at her and she reached up and kissed me on the lips. My eyes were still closed. I was in paradise. She had such soft lips and it felt like the perfect sensations on earth were on my lips. She gave me a little hug and asked me to sit with her at lunch. I graciously complied. I walked back over to my friends, not mentioning the previous events, considering that they really didn't need to know with their big mouths.  The morning was slow, probably because I anticipated the meeting at lunch. As I walked to my locker to get the books for my 4th period class, I saw a note inside and read it.

"Meet me in the janitor's closet when you're supposed to go to 4th period.

                                                                                                              -Alli"

I tucked the note in the pocket of my jeans. I slowly put my books back in my locker, my hands shaking like crazy. I walked slowly, trying not to alert anyone and walked into the janitor's closet. It was dark in there and as soon as I was about to flip on the light switch, I felt something grab my leg and pull me down. There she was, right in front of me. I was on the floor, leaning against the wall with my right leg bent, and my left leg pointing straight out. She was crawling towards me. Once she reached me, she put her arms around my neck and planted a kiss on my lips. I parted my lips and allowed her tongue into my mouth. I intwined my tongue with hers, rubbing my hand up and down her back as we kissed. We made out in the closet for a while and then heard the bell ring for lunch. We smiled at each other, after our eyes obviously getting adjusted to the darkness. We slipped out of the closet and walked with each other to the lunch room. I signaled for her to sit down. As she sat down, I walked through the lunch line and got us both a tray of food. I brought it back to us as her friends smiled at me. I was wondering what the hell was going on. I sat down and they continued staring at me. Finally I had to know what was going on.

"Why are all of y'all smilin' at me?" I asked.

They giggled some more. Are these girls high or something?

"Its nothing. You're just so cute the way you look and act," they all said simutaneously.

I shoved food in my mouth and that made them giggle even more. I downcasted my eyes and drank my water. After finishing all my food, I felt a hand rubbing my inner thigh. It was Allison. She flashed a gorgeous smile at me. Suddenly, the bell rang. 5th Period. Athletics. Ah, but all it was right now is lifting weights. I ran down to the gym and went to the locker room. I put on my mesh shorts and a black ribbed tank and started benching 350 pounds. Just to get me warmed up. I did about 60 reps of that and switched out weights. I did this for a while when the coach told us that we needed to wrap it up, shower, and get changed. Allison was walking around the gym, trying to find Coach Overstreet to give him a note, when suddenly she walked right into the guy's locker room. There, she saw me naked along with other guys. Her jaw dropped as she saw my cock. I was proud of it. As I mentioned earlier, I got a 12 inch cock. She turned a deep shade of red.

"I.i.iiii.. was just l-l-lllooking f-f-f-or.." was all she could muster up.

I quickly put a towel around my waist and ran to her, taking her out of the locker room to Coach Overstreet. He obviously didn't like it that she busted up into our locker room but wasn't harsh to her. She handed him the note, planted a kiss on my cheek and told me that she'd see me later. Coach Overstreet returned a cheerful smile to me and patted me on the back.

"She's a beauty," he said to me.

"Yea, I like her alot," I responded.

"Haha, well just keep her out of the locker room, alright son?" he said.

Ya know, he is a pretty damn cool guy. I walked back to the locker room and got dressed in my clothes. I finished up the remainder of the periods and was walking towards my Range Rover when I saw her there, leaning against my Range Rover. I approached her.

"Whatcha need babe?" I asked her.

She clutched me close and leaned her head against my chest.

"Could I ride with you?" she asked.

"Sure babe," I responded.

I took her back pack and put it in the back seat. She got in the passenger seat and I jumped in and we drove out of the parking lot.

"Want me to take you home or you wanna do something?" I asked her.

"I was wonderin' if we could go do somethin fun," she said.

"Wanna go to the country club and play some golf and then head back to my house and swim?" I asked her.

"Yea that sounds like fun babe," she replied.

We drove off to the country club and I took my individual golf cart down to the first hole. We golfed for about an hour when we returned to my Range Rover. As we drove down the road to my house, I got a call from my mom.

"Hey hunny, we're gonna be gone for a few days. Your dad's aunt Ruth is in some bad medical trouble and we're gonna go down there to help her out," she said.

This was perfect. It seemed so unrealistic.

"Alright mom. See you in a few days," I replied.

"We're already on the road. See ya hun," she said, ending the conversation.

I turned my Motorola flip phone off and Allison looked at me with a smile. She rubbed my inner thigh as drive on to my house. I sighed, it felt so good. We had about 30 minutes till' we got to my house. I told her that we had a while and that she could continue. She pulled down my zipper and flipped out my cock. She bent down over me, taking the head into her mouth and slowly sucking on it. I tilted my head back, moaning. She smiled while looking up at me and took half of my cock in. She played with my balls as she continued deep throating me, shoving my cock down her throat, deeper. I couldn't take it any longer, I cummed deep into her throat. She moaned as I did. We were close to approaching my house and I zipped up my pants. I got out of my Range Rover and she ran up to me, jumping up on me, straddling me. I gave her a big kiss, walking towards the house, she strapped her arms around my neck. I unlocked the house and walked in. I laid her down on my couch, telling her to get comfortable. Let me put this into perspective for you. We're a very well off family. We are members of a nice country club, live in a gorgeous, big house and my dad and mother drive the best of cars. Anyway. As I was fixing a martini from our bar and fixin' us something to eat, she came behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. She leaned her head on my back. I smiled. I was in paradise. I fixed our stuff and we ate comfortablly. We finished up and sat on our swing outside. We swayed to the wind as we kissed and cuddled. I stood up and picked her up, bringing her up to my room and putting her on my sleigh bed. I went into my bathroom, combing my hair, taking off my shirt and spraying cologne on. I pulled off my pants into my boxer briefs. I walked into the room and saw her with her thong and no bra on. She looked gorgeous. I walked to the bed and kissed her. She laid down as I crouched over her, my dog tags hanging over her chest. She took my dog tags and pulled me down to kiss her. I took her tongue in mine as I planted a huge kiss on her. I rubbed my mound against her as we continued to kiss. She moaned in the kiss. I rubbed my nipples against hers. I slowly started to edge down her body but she stopped me, explaining she wanted to suck my cock first. I laid back against the head board and as soon as she planted her lips around my cock, I arched my back and moaned. She looked up at me and smiled. She took my cock out of her mouth and spit on it and then started to rub the saliva all over my shaft. She then inserted me back into her mouth, sucking my cock a little more. Once my cock was slippery enough, she stood up, letting go of my cock. She slowly slipped her thong down seductivly. After the thong off, it revealed a well trimmed pussy, in a V shape. It was so sexy. She then walked over to me on the bed, and slowly moved up there, crawling towards me like earlier and then crouching above me. She slowly eased herself on my cock. Then I felt it. The barrier. She threw herself down fast on my cock and I felt her hymen bust. She cried out and tears rolled down her cheeks. Guilt. I asked her if she wanted me to stop.

"No, please don't stop. Its just..you're so big and it just hurts," she responded.

I sat there for a few minutes and let her lay her head on me.

"I'm ready now," she said.

I grabbed her hips and started bouncing her a little more fast on me now, trying to ease her pain. She was now moaning and gyrating her hips into mine. I moaned, feeling my balls tighten. I got her to stop, explaining to her that I was about to cum.

"Baby..I have liked you since we were little. I have always dreamed about marrying you. Having your babies. All that kind of stuff. And now, today, when you told me that you wanted to go to prom with me..it..it just kinda sent off a singal in my head. I decided that if we were going to be together..that I wanted you to be my first and last. I want you to cum inside me. I want to have your baby," she said to me.

Wow. This hit me. And it felt good. I nodded my head with a big smile. I thrusted my cock back into her, thrusting a few more deep times and I cummed all in here. She moaned and dug her nails into my back. I gasped, pulling out of her. I put my boxer briefs and jeans back on. I planted a kiss on her head and told her I was going to run some water for her in the bathtub. She smiled and I walked away, turning on some hot water. I picked her up and sat her on my knee. I rolled up my pant legs and put my feet in the water. I laid her down in the water. I scrubbed shampoo and conditioner from my sister's bathroom through her hair. She rubbed my knee as I did so. I then scrubbed her body off, washing the blood and cum out of her pussy. She moaned as I did so and grasped my knee tight. I then washed her all off and drained the bath water. I dried her off and brought her one of my shirts to put on temporarily. I left her to dry her hair as I sat down in our living room, watching TV. She then walked downstairs and cuddled with me. My sister came into the house about an hour later. She then saw Allison, still in my shirt. She came up to us and told Allison that she could borrow some of her clothes. My sister was petite like her. She got dressed and we ordered food for dinner. As I cleaned up the kitchen area, my sister came up to me and told me she definately approved of Allison after talking to her. I questioned what they had talked about and she simply said.

"Girl talk."

I left it at that. I had already changed my sheets and cleaned them and dried them. Now I was putting them back when I felt hands wrapping around my back. It was Allison. She kissed my back. I finished putting the sheets back on and took a shower, changing into my boxers. I came back to see her in my bed, lookin' damn sexy in one of my sister's pair of PJs. She patted the bed and signaled me to lay down. I laid down beside her and spooned with her. I gave her a kiss. She whispered in my ear..

"I love you."

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Before he knew it there they all were, smoke everywhere and he started to prta about. he tryin for around 30 minutes to drop hints that he wanted to fuck hannah.

" Fozzi!!! you know what give us a burn on ya spliff and i will fuck you right here right now"

Fozzi choked on his smoke as he blew it out of his nose. within secs he was up against the wall with his large cock out moaning as hannah smoked and sucked with her red blood shot eyes. he didnt care what rich was doin at this moment and took another drag.

he grabbed hannah and threw her on the flood as his pumbing cock rammed staright along side her skirt and up her pussy.

Hannah let out the loudest scream tou ever heard. Fozzi was a big lad and stoned and horney. he was a great fuck he picked up a pace and all you could see was a lareg bloke fucking a girl in the grass at the back of the centre. within minutes fozzi pulled out his cock and sprayed his cum in her mouth as he neevr had a condom and would rather buy beer and get weed that surport a child. hannah got up took her half of the weed and left leaving fozzi with his panst down and pussy drenched pants. He felt great, a blow job, weed, a fuck . what more could a 16 year old lad want.

 Jackie wanted to head back to her dorm room, but there was the matter of her roommate to consider. I was in the same boat, so we headed out of town to a very quiet and romantic overlook of the town. On the way she snuggled close to me, her hands working at my cock as I drove. Generally I was about 7 1/2" but that night the excitement pushed me up to nearly 81/2 " thwe head of my cock was huge and throbbing and thick. When we got parked our clothes found  their way to the floor as if by magic. No finesse, just rip and they were gone. She bent to my crotch sucking my cock into her hot and ready mouth, doing her best ( and damned good it was, too) to deep throat me.I waqs meeting her every stroke of her lips and hands nearing my first cum of many, emptying myself into her mouth, cum sqeezing out past her lips as she tried to swallow and suck.Spurt after spurt pumped into her mouth. Her lips were slick with cum as she kissed me afterward, By this time, I was feeling her fine big tits , making cicrles around her erect nipples with my fingers , and alternately squeezing and kneading those mounds of pleasure.Pleasure for bi=oth of us, me as I found my cock getting hard again, and her as jolts of sexual energy shot down through her tits to her cunt, now wet and slick and ready.

I spread her legs and drove my tongue into her pussy, licking and sucking. I practiced a method she later referred to as the 'alphabet lick', tracing out the shape of each letter on her clit until she shuddered into orgasm.  She thrust her mound aagainst my mouth, her smooth slit impaled on my tongue as I held her ass in my hands, my fingers playing with her asshole as she slammed against my mouth. My cock was, if anything bigger and harder than before when she gasped she wanted me to fuck her, not slow, not gentle, but hard and fast and deep and NOW. Happy to oblige such a request, I pushed my cock into her waiting cunt in one thrust, soon met thrust for thrust by her hips as we fucked with abandon. In what was easily too soon, I came  again, this time pumping copious amounts of cum into her pussy, which was soon leaking out , down the crack of her ass onto my seat. She squirmed around, taking my cock in her mouth, licking me clean.

Even though the evening was young Jackie suggested we didn't have to fuck ourselves out in one night. It promised to be a fine year in school and that certainly proved out to be true. We fucked in the theatre, backstage, in her dorm, in my dorm, in the library, just about every place that had ever seen vaginal penetration saw my cock slamming into her cunt.

Jackie left school the next fall, tranfering to another school farther away , but we still got together from time to time. A year or so ago  an email showed in my inbox from her. Now living in Atlanta, she wanted to reignite the old flame. I want to. I can't imagine knowing where she is and not fucking her. Now a full woman, her tits are even bigger, 36D's , har ass still tight and firm, and from the pictures she sent me, her cunt is still tight and still shaved smooth. Airplane tickets aren't that expensive 

My free hand takes hold of my long, hard cock, slowly rubbing the skin up and down, using the wetness from the tip to make it smoother. I watch you breath, your breasts rising up and down with your quickening breath. Watching your nipples grow hard, watching your mouth open as you moan out loud, your eyes closed as your body shivers.

A few more long strokes deep into your wet pussy before pulling it out and placing it directly on your clit, but only for a moment before rubbing it up and down your pussy lips again before moving it up your body. It reaches your belly button where I let it sit for a second, teasing you with it. I move it up farther, in between your breasts, rubbing it over your nipples while still slowly jacking off, not wanting to cum to soon. I cup my balls and gently squeeze them, watching the vibrator circle your nipples before again I shove it deep into your pussy with one thrust soaking it again. I pull it out again as it shines with your juices. I move it up to your lips where I outline them, letting your juices flow over them. You part your lips, and I slowly push the tip between them as you grasp it with in your mouth and push it out with your tongue as you lick it up and down, then take it back into your mouth as if it was my cock.

Hearing you moan while sucking the long vibrator, covered in your sweet juices brings me near the edge. My hand moves faster up and down my long, hard shaft. My balls tighten as I grown to a hardness unseen before. I pull it out of your mouth, and push it back down your body, down between your tits, down your belly, to your pussy where I push the entire length into you. I feel my cum building to a orgasm I have never had before. I let go of the vibrator and stand up on the bed, still not touching your skin, as I continue to jack off watching you moan, watching you shake, spasm from the hard cock vibrate inside of you, bucking your hips upwards as your orgasm builds and explodes just as I explode all over your tits, covering them in white hot cum, still having enough to aim toward your mouth and cover your sweet lips with the white seamen and watching you lick your lips while still spurting the thick liquid on your face, covering it.

I pull the vibrator out of your pussy, dripping with your juices as I lick it clean. I then untie you and take the handcuffs of you letting you have your way with me.

He grunted and kept shoving himself into her. After five more minutes, Alyssa came all over him. She slowly pulled his dick out of her pussy, and spreading her juices over it, shoved it between her tits. Rob could only watch in awe as she gave him an expert titty fuck. She shoved her tits up and down, and every time she brought his dick up, she'd quickly lick the head.
"Rob? Time to go home!" came a shout from down the stairs. Alyssa was reluctant to let her dick go, but she helped him dress, kissed him goodbye, and watched him leave.

We had planned to order some indian and have a few beers but on my own i decided to just get some sleep, I dropped off instantly but woke not long after to they fantastic feeling of a hand job at first i lay back and enjoyed this feeling until i realised hat both of my hands where linked together under my head!!, i quickly opened my eyes and to my shock Alex's sister Lisa and her friend Eve where sitting at the end of the bed Eve smilling and whispering instructions as Lisa strocked my dick "whoa" i shouted as i moved away from her warm hands (so fast that i fell of the other end of the bed) " what the hell are you two playing at?" i asked slowly picking myself up whislt trying to remain covered up. Lisa had gone bright red but Eve just smiled and replied " well you see Trevor Lisa here has never seen a penis before" " so you just thought hey Trevor's here lets check out his equipment!" " hey don't look at me i've been trying to get her a bofriend for weeks! hell i even offered her mine so she could get in on the fun, but she don't want any of it she want's you".

Now most guys would jump at this as Lisa is a very hot blonde 5"6 nice breasts and a killer ass and Eve a 5"8 redhead with a body that was hotter than most volcanos, but i had to live with Alex and if i let this happen he would kill me so you see it was a tough choice in the end i decided hell theres plenty of people i can move in with, and i had been single for awhile now.

So i was intrested but i didn't want to give up my advatage so i said " and you felt it would be best to just creep in and grab my dick and hope i didn't notice?" Lisa finaly spoke " well not at first but when we came in you where hard and i couldn't help myself" " oh come on Trevor let us use you for just a little bit then we'll give you a reward" i tried but failed to look unimpressed " what kind of reward?" " if you do this for Lisa i'll let you do anything you want to me afterwards! and Lisa if she's willing" at this statement Lisa went red again but did not refuse the offer.

" Oh come on Trevor what do you have to lose we're not looking for a life long thing here" " what have i got to lose!! my teeth that's what your Alex's sister if he find's out there goes the cracking smile i'm so proud of" Eve had heard enough and jumped over and pinned me to the bed starring at my dick " look at that, i think part of you want's this more than your letting on, ok Lisa get over here and we can start over" Lisa did so and after five or six strokes i stopped fighting so Eve let me up and began undressing Lisa would have been embaressed by this but she was too busy enjoying the feel of my rod in her hands " ok now Lisa take the tip and put it in your mouth you won't be able to take all of him but he'll love it" lisa did as she was told and soon after i was in heaven so close in fact that i began to think that this girl was no amature, Eve moved behind her and started to remove Lisa's jeans and pants at this Lisa stopped and turned to face her " what are you doing?" "don't worry Lisa just go with it you'll love it trust me" staring at Eve's naked body and the fantastic blow-job i was getting i shot my load in Lisa's hair and face as she turned back to face me " oh shit Lisa i'm really sorry!" i said she wasn't listening some of my come had ran down her face too her mouth and she began licking it up " hmmm... that's lovely she giggled" grabbing Lisa's waist Eve added "you ain't seen nothing yet" and she moved her pussy just above my face, i knew was comeing next and didn't wait for an ivitation.

Eve quickly shoved her tounge in Lisa's mouth as she began moaning loud enough to wake the neighbours " wow Trev you must really know your stuff even i don't scream that loud" she said after she was able to quiet Lisa down to a low purr " you do have condoms don't you i'm not going any farther if you don't" i said even though i knew that was crap wild horses wouldn't stop me now " of course i do" Eve said as she opened one and placed it on my hard again dick " hey Lisa do you mind if i go first?" she asked but Lisa was well on her way to her third orgasam and was not listening " i'll take that as a yes" Eve said as she placed her pussy lips at the head of my rapped rod and dropped down on it " OH MY GOD!!" she screamed a moment later " wow Trev your bigger than i thought after doing my boyfriend i thought i could take anything but MY GOD!!" she screamed as waves of pleasure washed over her by the time i had shot my load again Lisa had snapped back to reality " emm.. Eve can i have a shot now?" Eve went redfaced " oh yeah sorry i forgot you where here for a moment" she climed off of me and smiling i asked " ok Lisa what position would you like to do this in?" she looked cofused and then turned to Eve for guidence "whats best Eve?" " well i lost my virginity on my back and that was ok you should try that one" " ok then" Lisa got on her back as Eve removed the used condom and replaced it with a ribbed one, i went to protest but she simly shushed me and winked "it'll make it better for both of you" at this i placed myself between Lisa's legs and began rubbing my dick up and down her pussy and as i slid in Eve moved over and began playing with Lisa's tit's "this will make it easier on you when Trevor brakes your cherry trust me" as if on cue i began to slowly thrust in and out of Lisa increasing speed in time with her moans twenty minuites later i shot my load into her and she reached over kissed me deaply and said thankyou afterwards we all fell asleep together and got up early for another lesson then the girls left so that i would be alone for when Alex got home.

Now here is where i made a BIG mistake!! i decided to be honest and like i thought i got punched in the face knocking out two of my front teeth, ah well never mind one of the guys i know is a dentist and if i can recall his sisters pretty hot too :)  

 

            I pulled into the parking lot and sat in my car while I waited for my turn.  When it was finally my turn, I got out and sat on a bench while they went at it.  There was nine of them in all.  All with long blonde or brown hair (and one with shoulder length red hair) and amazing bodies.  There were two in particular that caught my eye.  One blonde and the other brunette.  The blonde had big, beautiful blue eyes.  she was about 5’4” and about 135 lbs. She was a little chubby, but a good chubby.  In the sort of way that just gives you bigger boobs but still makes you look like your not fat.  My perfect size for a girl. She had humungous breasts… at least 34 D.  She was wearing a blue bathing suit top and a pair of matching bikini bottoms.  She was on the side other side of the car so s he was facing towards me.  Every time she would bend over to wash my hood id get an eyeful of her wonderful breasts.  I knew she knew I was looking because in the middle of it she would look up at me and give me a wink.  Then she would adjust her top so it would all shake and jiggle for me. 

 

            The other girl, the brunette,  was a bit taller and skinnier than the blonde.  She was about 5’7” and had to be close to 100 lbs.  She had very small boobs, hardly B cups.  But she had legs that went on FOREVER.  And at the top of these long legs was one of the best asses  I had ever seen in my life.  She, too, was wearing a bikini bottom and every time she would bend over id get a beautiful view.  It was a dream come true watching these two girls wash my car.

 

            Everything was going perfectly fine until they were about done with my car.  I saw the two of them get together and start talking really quietly.  They then started to giggle and head my way.  The blonde spoke first.  “Hi mister, I’m Sara and this is Becca.  If you want, we can clean out the inside of your car too?”  I told her sure, and gave her my keys.  Her and Becca jumped into my focus and started to clean it out.  I was worried they’d find my dime bag of weed in my center console but I figured what would they do, tell their principal?

 

            I went into the McDonalds we were outside of to go get me some fries and a drink while I waited for the girls to finish up.  I couldn’t get the thought of Sara’s tits and Becca’s ass out of my head.  I couldn’t help but think they were both coming on to me. After I came out they were just finishing my car.  They hopped out and threw me my keys and told me in unison to have a nice day.  They then blew me a kiss and turned around giggling.  I got in my car and drove away back to my house. 

 

            It was a couple hours after I got home and took a cold shower when I decided it would be real nice to watch a movie and smoke the remainder of weed I had in my car.  I went into my car and reached into my center console to grab the bag but couldn’t find it.  I started moving things around and I found a folded piece of paper in it that I didn’t recognize.  On the paper it said “If you want your weed back pick us up after school tomorrow.  Love Sara and Becca.”

 

            I was in shock.  These two little teenage girls not only stole my weed but now wanted me to pick them up after school.  I couldn’t believe I was being blackmailed by little catholic girls.  I would be lying though if I didn’t say I was intrigued…

She asked me to stand up so she could get a better view of me. I stood up and she asked me how tall i was. I told i'm 172 cms tall. We then started talking about my faverite sport, which is swimming.

"Do you have the swimmers body" she asked. I replied with I guess so. "Stand up and remove your school jacket and tie" she askes. Been the silly 14 year old I was I stood up and took of my school jacket and tie. She asked me to turn around and step a little further back from the camera. We were chatting on mic. She asked me if any one else was home. I replied that both of my folks would be at work for another few hours. "OK lets see the swimmers chest, lets see now fit your chest and arms are" I asked her what she meant. She asked me to take of my shirt. I undid my shirt and tossed it on my bed. She liked my chest and arms.

"whats the blue band I can see" she askes. I look down and notice the top of my underpants waist band showing slightly. I tell her what it is. She askes to see what a boy looks like in his jocks. I tell her I shouldn't. She says "ok"

I sit down and we start to chat about other topics, i'm still top naked. "please show me what your legs look like" she explains that it would be just like her seeing me in swimmers. She had a point i thought. I said ok. I stood up and walked back a meter or so. I undid my belt and pulled down my zipper and my shool pants dropped to my ankles. "nice" she giggles as she looks at me stood there in just my bonds blue bikini briefs. "you have a great body and a nice bulge in those sweet undies" she tells me. I feel embarrashed and cover my bulge with my hands.

I walk to my dresser and grab a pair of shorts and singlet and slip them on. We continue to chat. She asks me what I was doing the next day. I tell her i will be at school. I find out her daughter goes to a school near mine. She asks me how I get home, I explain that i walk. She tells me that she will pick me up after school so she can help me finish of my project if i like. She tells me her daughter is a whizz at drawing. I say No at first, but after a few minutes of chatting about how much she could help I say YES.  We decide not to tell my folks or any one at school. She told me they may not like me getting outside help with the project. I tell her thats a good idea. We finished chatting.

The next morning as I was getting dressed for school I thought to myself will she turn up or not. I thought to myself No she wont. I did think it was strange that she wanted to see me topless and just in my undies.

School was the same as normal, the day went pretty quickly. After school I rushed out of the yard and started walking home. When I heard a voice "mike" I turned around and saw the lady calling me from a blue Mazda 626. I stopped and looked and thought. The back door opened and a girl my age got out. "come on Mike" she beconed. I thought whats the harm, just a mum and her daughter. I ran over and hopped in the back seat. Her daughters name was Sue. We started chatting as her mum drove. All seemed normal and ok. I felt something on my knee, I looked down and saw Sues hand resting on my knee. We went over a bump and now Sues hand is on my groin. "nice" she says. My face goes red and I shyly reply "thanks"

Her mum looks back "have a better look Sue, he's cute" I'm lost for words at what her mum just said. Sue starts pulling my tie of me and openiing my shirt buttons. We were traveling fast on the motorway so I could just sit there. She now is rubbing my hairless chest. Sue grabs at my belt and undoes it she then pulls down my zipper and slides my pants down. I'm now sat there on the leather car seats in my undies with my school pants around my ankles and my shirt all open. I try to pull up my pants. But the feeling of Sues hand inside my underpants stops me. She starts pulling my dick up and down. Before you know it my undies are around my ankles and my dick is rock hard. She bends her head down and takes my whole 14cm's of rock hard dick in her mouth. My dick felt like it was going to explode has she sucked me off as her mum watched on in the car mirror "dont bite it off will you dear" her mum calls back from the drivers seat................End of part one........

I have a problem helping people who don’t help themselves at all. I’m not talking about the party boy or girl who misses a Friday class every now and then because they are hung over from the Thursday night specials at all the bars. I’m talking about the ones who usually come to class but take no notes and do nothing but stare at the wall or text message people the entire class. And then they of course get themselves in danger of failing and come begging me for last minute help. I will say I have helped those types in the past but on one particular semester of I made a resolution not to help those types any more. If they fail, they just have to live with it. I was put to the test and failed wonderfully that very semester.

Mindy was my slacker. She was the kind that I had vowed not to give in too. I knew she would not pass the class after the first week. Most kids at least take notes for a class or two before they completely quit, but Mindy never even got started. From day one she was inattentive and spent the entire hour putting on make-up. I will say that I didn’t get too annoyed with it because at least she sat at the back of the room as not to draw attention to herself, and she was quite a looker. It was a freshmen level U.S. history class and she was a typical freshmen-gone-wild now that she was away from home. She was a gorgeous brunette with an amazing body and she liked to show it off. She reminded me a little of the movie star Neve Campbell, only I would probably pick Mindy over her in a beauty contest. She had large breasts that she barely covered and long tanned legs. He waist was small and her ass was perfect. She loved to wear extremely short jean shorts and a tight tube top to show off her assets. One day she even came into class in a bikini! Since our university doesn’t have a dress code, I couldn’t say anything to her about it. Though I probably would have not been able to get my tongue inside my mouth long enough to speak. On that day she sat right in the front row and drove me nuts. I even fumbled in the middle of my lecture a couple of times looking at her. The other students would giggle a little when this happened because they knew why. And Mindy would only smile and go back to her usually activities that included nothing of learning.

I knew why she sat in the front row that day and it wasn’t to learn as I had hoped. Mid-term exams were coming up and she was trying to get in good with me, and this was step one. I guess she thought that was enough because I didn’t see her again, and when she failed the mid-term exam miserable, I hoped she would get the message. I was wrong. The next half of the semester was just like the last as she didn’t do a thing. I had told them on day one that there would only be two grades, the mid-term and the final, for the class and that they needed to do well on each of them. But she was acting as if there was still time. At the end of the semester, the day before the final, she finally came to my office and the real story began.

At about 3:00 pm I got a knock at my office door. Since it was finals week, most people who worked in the building were going home at about that time and so I was surprised someone was knocking. I thought it might be a fellow professor but was surprised to see Mindy at the door. And even more surprised to see what she was wearing. She walking into my office barefoot and wearing only a string bathing suit that could hardly be called a suit. He toenails and fingernails were neatly painted. The suit had thin strings that fit over her shoulders and then came down the front to her nipples. There was only a small triangular shaped patch that covered each nipple and left the rest of her breasts bare. Then the two stings made their way down to her crotch, not touching her skin because of the size of her breasts, and had another small patch of material that covered only about an inch above the clit. It was the kind of thing that you had to completely shave for if you catch my meaning. She turned to close the door after she walked in and I could see that the sting only ran out the top of her butt crack and then branched back out into two separate stings at the small of her back and up around the shoulders. She was basically naked and my cock was growing as I hurried around my desk to my chair to hide the bulge in my crotch.

"Can I help you Ms. Merger?" I asked as she sat down in one of the chairs in front of my desk.

"Call me Mindy." She urged. "The reason why I’m here is because of my grade. I know I should have come in much sooner, but I hoped I could do better. I have a problem concentrating in class as you know I’m sure. And I know I can’t pass the final so I’ll make this short and to the point. I have to get at least a C in this class or my parents will likely quit sending me money. If I studied from now right up until class time I know I can’t ace the final and that’s what I would have to do. So I wanted to offer you something in exchange for a passing grade."

"Well Mindy, I don’t see what you could possible offer me. My advice would be to hit the books and see what you can get. I will not help you, but I will be fair in grading and hold no grudges for anything that has happened in the past. You never know. With enough study, you could maybe get your grade up to a D or a C."

"It’s no use professor," she replied, "I know that won’t work but I do have something that might. I know you are one of the youngest professors on campus and that you are not married or anything. Do you have a girlfriend?"

"I don’t see what the relevance is, and I think that is a personal question for a student to ask her teacher." I replied.

"I’ll take that as a no." She said. "My offer is this, and it’s kind of forward so I hope you don’t flip out. I will give you a hand job if you will give me a C for the class."

She stopped with that and I just about hit the floor. I had never had such an offer before and even though I should have seen it coming, I didn’t. There was a long pause as she looked at me with a bashful smile. During that time I couldn’t find the word ‘no’ in my vocabulary. I found my self not only entertaining the idea, but devising a counter offer that I decided I couldn’t pass up. The chance to have sex with this beautiful little slacker was too much and I came up with a beautiful response.

"Well, what do you think?" Mindy finally asked.

"I tell you what. I have a few counter offers that might interest you. I don’t know if a hand job would be enough to earn a C, but I will give you a D for it." I replied.

"That’s nice of you sir, but it’s not enough. My parents couldn’t live with a D grade I know. I’m hoping a C will be enough." She answered.

"I have three offers I will give you then, and I think they are generous. You won’t even have to come to class tomorrow." I countered. "First offer, if you will give me a blowjob and swallow, I will give you the C. Second offer, if you swallow my cum and then let me fuck your little pussy until I cum I will give you a B. Third offer, and this is the best, if you swallow my cum, let me fuck your pussy, AND let me fuck your tight little ass, you get an A and we never have to see each other again."

"Mr. Powell! That’s getting really personal don’t you think?" She said.

"That’s the three, you can take one or leave them all, but you will likely fail the course without at least one." I was pressing more and more as my cock was pulsating.

"I have never even done it in the butt before." She said, and then paused a long time.

"I would have to see your dick first Mr. Powell. The size will make a difference in my decision." She added.

"Well, you show me yours and I’ll show you mine." I replied like a school boy myself.

I watched as she slowly stood up, undeniably embarrassed, and slipped the stings off her shoulders letting the entire thing fall to the floor and fully exposing the most luscious body I have ever laid eyes on. Her pussy was completely bald and her body was tanned all over. She looked at the floor and only lifted her head when I dropped my trousers to the ground. My cock is about average or maybe a little above average in my estimation and I reassured her it would not be a problem.

"I guess it’s not TOO big." She replied and then finally gave me the answer I wanted.

"If I’m going to do this, I might as well go for the A Mr. Powell. What do I do first?" She said as she slowly began to walk toward me.

I sat down in my chair again and told her to suck my dick first. She slowly lowered herself to her knees and shyly took my raging hard on in her hand. Then she moved her mouth over the head and took about half of my cock inside her mouth before I felt her full lips close around my shaft. She started slowly but quickly became more aroused and more vigorous. She began to suck my cock hard and run her hand up and down my shaft in rhythm with her head. It was so amazing that I was dumping my first load of the day into her mouth in a matter of only a few minutes. Her suction on my cock’s head at the time of my orgasm intensified at just the right time to almost bring me completely out of my chair. It was the most intense thing I had ever felt. It felt like my cum couldn’t leave my balls fast enough as she drew my semen. I felt her finally swallow and spring to her feet, with her mouth still around my shaft as if she couldn’t bring herself to pull away. She was on her feet, bent over at the waist and bobbing her head sloppily over my cock as she massaged my balls. She then pulled away rapidly and ordered me to fuck her as she sprang into my lap and sat her pussy forcefully down onto my cock, slamming into my pelvis with her own. Her movements never ceased as she found a nice quick rhythm, and I knew almost immediately that she was the best I had ever had. She was very skilled, especially for such a young age, and bounced her tits in my face as I struggled to get my mouth around one of her nipples. My poor chair was squeaking and creaking like it might collapse at any moment so I finally slowed her down enough to raise up and lift her up into my hands. She instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck as she bounced up and down my shaft where I stood. It was amazing, but somewhat awkward so after a minute or two I laid her down on my desk and put her legs over my shoulders. Then I tried to give as good as she, and I think it worked because she was moaning and screaming so loudly that I was afraid someone would run in any minute expecting to find a murder scene. Instead, if they had, they would have seen me climbing onto the desk and straddling Mindy’s chest as I titty fucked her and pumped my second load of the day all over her chin, cheeks, and neck. This orgasm was seemingly endless as I must have shot cum for thirty straight seconds. She kept jerking my cock with her hand as if she couldn’t believe it was over and then took me into her mouth again sucking hard.

"Wait! Wait a minute Mindy! I have to have a little break. A man’s penis becomes overly sensitive for a while right after ejaculation. Give me just a second." I said as I backed away.

"I can’t wait. Your so hot and I’m so horny I can’t even think of anything else. It’s my ass now, right? Put it in my ass right now!" She demanded, as she squirmed underneath me while I was coming to my feet.

She flipped over onto her stomach and spread her ass cheeks with her hands as wide as she could. She looked back at me with a girlish look of want that was irresistible, and I couldn’t let her down. My cock felt spend and satisfied, but I still wanted more and knew I had at least one more in me. I had saved the best for last. I had only fucked a woman in the ass one other time and that was with my girlfriend in grad school when we were both so drunk we could barely remember even having sex. But I remembered that part, and drunk or not, I knew it was wonderful for me. Mindy’s asshole looked as tight as a vice. I spat a generous amount of saliva onto her cute little sphincter before rubbing it in with my finger and trying to penetrate the pucker. Man was she ever tight! I had to work just to get the tip of my index finger inside. She moaned and cringed just at that, but didn’t resist. It took some time, but with enough saliva I was able to slip two fingers in. That’s when I decided to go for it. I really wasn’t sure I would fit, but I had to try. My cock was as hard as a diamond as I positioned myself behind her and pulled my fingers out of her ass. Quickly, I stuck my cock to her hole and gave a push. She withdrew slightly as she felt the intense pressure and my cock didn’t find pay dirt. On the second attempt, my cock head popped inside forcefully and she gave out a scream. She tensed so hard that I thought she would surely squeeze me back out and the pressure on my cock was intense. To my pleasure, I was able to keep enough pressure to stay inside as I gave a mighty shove and pushed inside her another inch or two. She was squirming and moaning loudly, but said nothing to me about stopping so I gave another push and was able to fully enter her. This made her arch her back and raise all the way up to me as I put and arm around her neck and kissed her roughly around the ear and neck. Then I began my thrusts as I fucked this doll like an animal. I was pounding harder and harder as she was going out of control with very audible moans and screams of both pain and intense pleasure. I knew she would be hooked on anal sex immediately. I had never had a woman so aroused before in my life. I decided to cum inside her as my orgasm approached. I pumped load after load of cum inside her ass as she fucked back at me for more. Then I pulled out as she still squirmed and I saw my cum slowly ooze and then spill from her ass. I then fell back into a chair and tried to catch my breath as I watched her pump her fingers alternately into her ass and pussy. I was amazed as she began to rapidly rub her clit until her clear cum began to squirt from her pussy! She was a squirter all right, and that was a great ending to the best A I have ever given.

After that day, she came to me every so often for counseling advice and a nice romp in the hay. She was without a doubt the best fuck I have ever had. Next year she wants to take my advanced Western Civ class and we have already been talking about the requirements for an A. I just hope I can think of enough fantasies for her to fulfil those requirements.