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 ï>¿Megan's Summer Education Ch.  06

   CHAPTER 6: SHOWING GRATITUDE

   Thursday afternoon

   Peterson said he would take care of all the cleanup and shooed Mick,
Harry and the girls on their way after the car wash.  The girls had dried
some in the sum, but the insides of their outfits were wet.  They were both
very happy when the guys told them they had packed extra clothes in the
trunk.

   "Just change right here," Harry said.  "I'm sure Peterson won't mind."

   "Not one bit," he grinned.  "Don't mind me.  I'm just putting things
away.  I won't stare at your tits too long."

   The guys had brought two pleated miniskirts - one hot pink and one
cannery yellow.  True to form, they were quite small and stopped at the top
of the girls' thighs.  Megan wore the pink and Kasey the yellow.  There
were also pink and yellow tub tops, so they mixed, with Megan wearing the
yellow top and Kasey the pink.  The colors were bright and bold and the
fabric minimal.  The heels were basic pumps and were the same colors - pink
for Kasey and yellow for Megan.

   "Sorry, girls, we forgot panties," Mick shrugged a not-so-innocent look
that told them they had not forgotten at all.  "And the other ones are too
wet, so, just pray it's not too windy, I guess."

   "Well, I know where we can get some," Harry grinned.  Alarms went off in
Megan's head.  She realized that this was all planned.  The guys always had
a plan.  And when they were secretive and grinning, it usually meant
something new and wild, something they would definitely enjoy and that she
might or might not.  Her enjoyment wasn't their top priority.  Enjoying her
was.  She wanted to alert Kasey, but with the guys there in the car with
them now, she stayed quiet and waited for the guys to reveal their plan. 
They were sitting in the front seat while Megan and Kasey sat in the back
sipping on bottles of water to wash their cum shots down.

   "He just texted that he's ready and gets off in 20 minutes," Harry said
to Mick, who was driving.

   "Perfect," Mick smiled.

   "You two did well at the car wash," Harry said.  "Did you have fun?"

   "Yes, sir," Megan said.  "It was so wild!"

   "I agree, sir," Kasey said.  "The guys were all so nice.  It was fun to
meet everyone."

   "Did you enjoy your treat at the end?" Mick asked.

   "How would we not?" Megan said.  "So yummy!"

   "I never did anything like that," Kasey said.  "But it was so sexy.  I
liked it."

   "How did you feel about being dressed like that, having the guys look at
you, touch you, comment on you?

   "I was really nervous," Kasey admitted.  "But the music and Megan helped
a lot.  Plus, even though they were strangers, it wasn't like we were
walking around in a big crowd or something.  I mean, I guess it was sort of
controlled, so that helped."

   "Yeah, it can be extra scary going into a public park or an office,"
Megan said.

   "Or a store?" Mick smiled.  The girls had been so engaged in the
conversation they didn't notice Mick was pulling into the parking lot at
Target.  Megan understood right away.

   "Jackson's working today, isn't he?" Megan asked.

   "How did you guess?" Harry smiled.

   "You forget she was a straight A student," Mick said.  "We might have
hot little sluts in the back seat, but they aren't dim-witted bimbos. 
Beauty and brains with these two."

   "Yes, Jackson is working today," Harry said.  "Do you know Jackson too,
Kasey?"

   "Yes, I know him," Kasey said.  "Megan told me about the thong."

   "Yes, he was very helpful," Mick said.  "He's also been supporting a lot
of the technical and online work for the School.  I'm sure he can help find
an appropriate cover for your little cunts."

   They parked and the four of them walked in together.  They found Jackson
waiting for them in the women's clothing area.  He shook hands with the men
like they were old friends and hugged Kasey and Megan like they had hung
out together at school.

   "It's so good to see you guys," he said.  "I really like what you're
doing.  The pictures and videos have been amazing."

   "Thank you, Jackson," Megan said.  "Thanks for your help with
everything."

   "Just happy to be part of the team," he smiled.  "So, someone told me
you both lost your panties this time?"

   "Well, we didn't lose them, they are just soaking wet," Kasey teased. 
This part of the role came pretty natural to her.  She had always liked
flirting with the boys in school and didn't mind a little naughty talk to
embarrass them and turn them on.

   "Not the kind of wet we would like," Megan pouted, following Kasey's
lead.  "Just water.  But still soaked.  So we took them off."

   "Well, there might have been little more than water in them," Kasey
teased again.  "It was pretty, um, exciting, you know."

   "Sounds like some good messy fun," Jackson said.  "Well, personally, I'm
all for you going without any panties, but since you're such good girls, I
know you want to cover up.  We have several thongs for you to choose from."

   The girls sorted through the undergarments and Megan grabbed a black
thong and a pink one.  "I just can't decide," she said, holding them both
up.  "What do you think, Jackson?"

   "Well, uh," Jackson started.

   "Wait, you can't tell anything holding them up by your ears," Mick said.
"Show them next to where they belong."

   "Yes, sir," Megan said.  She looked around.  The store, as usual, was
fairly busy.  Many people milled around nearby.  Rather than being rewarded
for being a little tease, she was now going to have to pay the price and
risk public exposure once again.  She lifted her skirt with her right hand
and held the black thong over her bare pussy with her left.  She forced her
best teasing, perky voice and said, "What do you think now?  Black or
pink?"

   Up til now Jackson had been playing things much cooler than their
previous encounter.  He gained a great deal of knowledge and confidence
over the last few days in posting content on the private web page for the
guys.  He expected Megan and Kasey to come in looking sexy and teasing.  He
hadn't expected Megan to lift her skirt and show her pussy to him.  He
swallowed hard, unable to focus, then shook his head and said, "Um, they
both look great, but I like the way the black looks against your skin."

   "Already some nice pink down there, isn't there?" Harry laughed.  "Are
you getting black too, Kasey?"

   "I don't, sir," Kasey said.  "I kind of like this blue one, but this
green one looks good too."

   "Well, Jackson is the store expert, so I think he's best qualified to
help you pick," Harry said.

   "Of course, daddy," Kasey said.  "Jackson, which do you like?" Like
Megan, she lifted her skirt and held the brightly colored thongs next to
her bare pussy mound.  Jackson swallowed hard, wiping sweat from his brow
and told her he liked the royal blue.  Another customer walked by just then
and Jackson slid over, blocking their view of Kasey's pussy.

   "You're such a gentleman," Kasey smiled.  She leaned forward and kissed
him on the cheek.  He blushed "Thank you!"

   "You know, these girls have so much trouble keeping their panties on,
maybe we should both them two pair each," Mick said.

   "I like that idea," Harry agreed.

   "Actually, I have an employee discount," Jackson said.  "I don't buy a
lot of women's underwear, but I'm pretty sure if we buy three we get one
free."

   "Even better," Mick said.

   Jackson led them to the front, applied his employee discount and checked
them out.  As he slid the panties into a bag, he looked at his phone to
check the time.  "Quitting time," he smiled.  "I'm going to go clock out.
You all have a great day."

   "Well that's great time," Mick said.  "Do you have some free time this
afternoon?"

   "Sure, I suppose so," Jackson said.  The guys had mentioned to him they
might have a surprise for him and to keep his afternoon open, so he wasn't
shocked by Mick's question.  His hopes were high for some quality time with
one of the girls, but he tried to temper his expectations.

   "Well, the girls earned some extra money this morning and need to buy
some more clothes to fill out their new wardrobes," Mick said.  "It's a lot
of online stuff, and we know you're an expert there.  And it's picking out
sexy clothes, and obviously you have a good eye for that as well.  So,
maybe you could come along with us and help the girls with their shopping?"

   "Sure, that sounds like fun," Jackson said.  "Um, I took the bus to
work..."

   "You'll ride with us," Mick said, waving off Jackson's question.  "We
have plenty of room.  You can squeeze in the back seat with the girls."

   "Sounds good," Jackson said.  "I'll go clock out and meet you out front
in a minute, if that's OK."

   "We'll be waiting for you," Megan smiled.

   Jackson practically sprinted to the back of the store to clock out, then
back to the front.  He wasn't sure what kind of car they drove, but it
didn't take long to spot them.  Kasey had the back window rolled down and
was waving her new blue panties at him.  "Over here, Jackson!" she called.

   He ran over to them and Kasey got out of the car.  "You get in the
middle," she smiled.  He climbed in, noting that Mick and Harry were in the
front seat.  Megan was in the back.  He slid in next to her and Kasey
followed.  He noticed that all four new thongs were laying on the seat. 
They hadn't put anything on.  The only thing covering their pussies was
their little pleated skirts.  He could see their hard nipples and knew
nothing was under those tube tops than perky titties.  Their long legs
filled the space around him with temptation, his eyes drawn to their sexy
heels and tanned thighs.  The back seat was small, but not as small as the
girls made it seem, as they rubbed their legs against his and squeezed
alongside him.  He was hard and put his hands over his lap to hide it.

   Megan noticed and winked at Kasey.  Megan picked up one of the thongs
and then tossed it in the air, "Catch, Jackson!" she said.  Instinctively
his hands went up to catch the thong.  Before he could drop them back down,
however, the girls were giggling.

   "Oh my," Kasey said.  "That looks big."

   "Really big," Megan said.  Both girls were looking directly at his
crotch.  He was wearing khaki pants and a red shirt, part of his dress code
for work.  "Um, sirs, we have a fourth passenger back here."

   "Fourth?" Mick asked, playing along.

   "Yes," Megan said.  "Jackson has, um, a really big boner.  It's taking
up a lot of room."

   "In his pants," Kasey added.

   "You girls know the school rule," Harry said.

   "Actually, I don't think I do," Kasey said.

   "It's a slut's job to take care of the needs of any hard cock," Megan
said.  "Assuming the owner of that cock grants us permission to do so."

   "Very good," Harry said.  "Yes, Kasey, we still need to review the rules
with you.  But that's a big one.  Never forget it."

   "Yes, daddy," Kasey said.

   Then, in unison, the girls said, "Jackson, may I suck your cock?"

   Jackson very nearly came right then and there.  He didn't know what to
do.  "Uh, guys, I mean, sirs, um, how do I respond?"

   "Unless you're an idiot, you respond yes," Harry laughed.  "Tell them
what you want and how you want it.  Just make sure when you pop it goes in
or on one of them and not on my car seats.  Got it?"

   "Uh, yes, of course, sir," Jackson stammered.  Then, to the girls he
said, "Um, yes, you may both suck my cock.  Uh, Kasey, you start and Megan,
you show me your tits."

   "That's it," Harry said.  "Take control.  They are not just sluts, they
are training to be submissive sluts.  You say, they do.  They teased you so
it's their fault you're horny.  Now it's their responsibility to make sure
you are happy and taken care of.  Both mouths and pussies are available to
you, as well as their tits and you can spank or play with their asses. 
Whatever you like.  You did your work for the day and now it's playtime."

   "With two playmates," Mick added.

   Kasey was already unzipping his pants and Megan was pulling her top off.
They were nothing if not eager.  And obedient.  Jackson helped Kasey by
pushing his pants down to his knees.  She looked at his thick, long cock
and smiled, then looked up at him.  Keeping her eyes locked on him, she
slowly put her hands behind her back and put her lips to the head of his
cock.

   Jackson was so busy watching her, he almost forgot about topless Megan.
So Megan demanded his attention by grabbing his hand and putting it on her
breast while she leaned in and kissed his ear, sticking her tongue inside
it, then nibbling on his ear lobe.  He squeezed her breasts one at a time
and moaned at the sheer pleasure being delivered by the mouths of these two
amazing girls.

   Kasey's lips were going further and further down his cock and Megan was
now sticking her tongue in his mouth and rubbing her hands on his chest. 
He knew he couldn't last long like this and he didn't want this one magic
moment to end so quickly.  He might never get this chance again.  He pulled
away from Megan and told Kasey to stop.

   "Give me a second, girls," he said.

   "You can call them sluts or bitches or cunts, whatever you want," Mick
said.  "It's all part of their role.  If you like dirty talk, don't hold
back.  But if you don't, call them girls or ladies or babes.  No rules, my
man."

   "All right, you sluts are way too hot," Jackson smiled.  "Let's slow
down and enjoy this.  I like what you were doing with my ear, Megan.  How
about you both kiss my ears and cheeks and neck, then meet at my mouth. 
Oh, and Kasey, show me your tits, too."

   "Much better," Harry said.  "Take control."

   Kasey pulled her top off and the two topless girls squeezed alongside
him, kissing and nibbling on his ears, nibbling his jawline, kissing his
cheeks, running their fingers through his hair.  Kasey reached his lips
first, but Megan soon joined her.  They both kissed him, then each other as
Jackson stuck his tongue out, happy to put it in either mouth.  Kasey
wrapped her lips around his tongue and sucked.  Then Megan took her turn,
kissing him hard on the mouth and, as she pulled away, gripping his lip
gently between her teeth.

   Despite taking the attention away from his cock, Jackson was still
progressing towards an orgasm.  Pre-cum dribbled freely from the head of
his cock.  Megan saw it.  "Jackson, I have to clean that up.  May I have
permission to suck your cock at least long enough to take your pre-cum."

   "Yes, you may," Jackson groaned.  "You both may.  Megan, you suck the
head.  Kasey, you take the shaft and balls."

   The girls' mouths were on him instantly.  Kasey slobbered all over his
shaft and balls and Megan worked her magic on his head.  Her lips were as
soft and wet as her tongue, it seemed to Jackson, and his cock had never
felt so engorged.  He tried to sit still and suppress the urge to hump his
hips, but the girls were just too much.  He was way past the point of no
return.  He put his hand on the back of Megan's head and pushed her down
his cock, forcing Kasey to give way and focus strictly on his balls.  He
came hard down Megan's throat, his cum spurting in huge, never-ending
gushes.  Megan swallowed hard, impressed by his youthful virility.  What he
lacked in stamina and technique he made up for in sheer volume and energy.

   Megan kept up with his orgasm, swallowing and sucking until he was done
pumping.  She lifted off, but he stroked his cock, which was still hard,
and aimed it at Kasey.  "You get the rest, slut," he grunted.  He pushed
her head down on his cock and fucked her face as she sucked a few more
spurts out of him and swallowed his tasty treat.

   "How many times have you thought about that moment while you jerked off
looking at their photos and videos the last few days?" Mick asked.

   "I can't count that high," Jackson laughed.  "I cum, see a new set of
photos and I'm jerking off again."

   "Here that girls?" Mick said.  "You're a long way from taking care of
our friend.  At his age, he can recover and reload over and over again. 
So, as you're looking through your online orders, pay attention to his
needs.  Obey his commands and wear him out."

   "Yes, daddy," Megan said.  "It will be our pleasure."

   "Seriously?" Jackson said.  "I get to do this so more?"

   "It's your personal orgy," Harry said.  "Say, they never put those new
thongs on, did they?"

   "No sir," Jackson said.

   "Have a little fun then," Harry said.  "They each have two new thongs.
Stuff one inside each of their pussies, then put the other one them."

   "Really?" Jackson asked.

   "Yep," Harry said.  "Gives you a little preview of the two more holes
you can fuck later.  They give great head, but you don't want to miss out
on those little cunts either."

   "I sure don't," Jackson said.  "Every guy in school wanted a piece of
those.  I can't believe I get both."

   "It was a nice surprise for us too," Mick said.  "They are prime
pussies, so just enjoy every second of it."

   Jackson started with Megan, telling her to put her legs up and spread
them.  He decided to put the pink thong inside her, but first he touched
her puffy pink pussy lips with his fingers, stroking them lightly.  His
fingertip slid between the soft lips and he felt her heat and her wetness.
He pushed further in, dipping his finger up to the first knuckle, then
pulling it out.  He smelled his finger, then licked it, smiling at the
gooey sweetness of it.

   He had Kasey get in the same position as he knelt on the floor of the
car between them.  Now both girls had their long legs up, their heels
pressed against the roof of the car, their skirts up and pussies out.  He
felt Kasey's pussy too, noting that it was just as soft and wet and warm as
Megan's.  And just as sweet too.  He decided to put the green thong inside
her and started with her, pushing the thong between her pussy lips and
inside her pussy.  She moaned and lifted her hips, giving him a better
angle as he used two fingers to stuff the little thong inch by inch inside
her.  Finally, he inserted his middle finger all the way to the second
knuckle, making sure the thong was fully inside her.  He playfully tapped
his fingers on her pussy lips after they closed back together.

   Kasey looked at him, biting her lip.  She was horny.  Her nipples were
erect and he leaned forward and kissed them both before turning his
attention to Megan and her beckoning pussy.  He pushed the pink thong
inside her the same way he had with Kasey.  Then he slid the black thong
over her heels and down her long legs.  She lifted her ass off the seat as
the pulled the thong up over her hips and carefully secured the garment
over her stuff pussy mound.

   "Sit up and put on your top," he said.

   "Yes, Jack-" Megan started.

   "Call me master, bitch," he snapped.

   "Yes, master," Megan said.  She smiled inwardly, happy to see Jackson
embracing his position of dominance.  This was training for him as much as
it was for them, she thought as she watched him pull Kasey's blue thong
into place.  Kasey also sat up and put her top on, just as the car pulled
in the driveway.  Jackson pulled his pants back up and followed Mick, Harry
and the girls inside the house.

   As they entered the kitchen, Megan grabbed a blowpop and handed one to
Kasey.

   "This is practice," Megan said.  "We have to have our mouths trained and
prepared to be of service at all times."

   "Shit, that's hot," Jackson said as the girls popped the suckers in
their mouths.  He could hardly believe all that had happened this week,
today and was still happening.  They had his cum in their bellies, suckers
in their slutty mouths, their panties stuffed inside their pussies and they
were happy about it.  Maybe not as happy as he was, but close enough.

   He sat on the couch and the girls sat on either side of him.  He held a
laptop and the girls squeezed in tight to look pressing their tight, nearly
nude bodies against him.  He felt their breasts brushing against his arms
and he wanted to rip their tops off and squeeze their firm tits.  Then he
remembered, he was in charge.  The guys had told him to be dominant.  He
decided to take this newfound authority for a little spin.



   He turned to Kasey and yanked her tube top down until her breasts popped
out.  He left the top stay right her breasts, making the perky things stand
out even more.  He did the same with Megan, not saying a word to either
girl.  They remained quiet, letting him have his way.  Way cool, he
thought.

   Kasey wasn't sure how to respond to Jackson's dominance.  It had been
weird at first with the older guys, but soon felt natural to submit to
them. But Jackson was younger than them.  To have him be in control was
odd, not nearly as natural as submitting to an older man who deserved to be
respected and taken care of.  But, as she followed Megan's lead, she
thought about all that Jackson had been doing for them, helping out with
their thongs and the website and all that.  She had seen some of what
Jackson had put together.  It was a nice site.  Private and secure.  She
liked what he had done.  So maybe he was young, but he had earned this, she
realized, and deserved the same level of respect and submission as Mick,
Harry and the other guys.

   On the laptop, they visited a number of sites specializing in club wear,
sexy costumes, fetish attire, lingerie, swimsuits and the like.  Mick and
Harry sat in the recliners, drinking beer with their feet propped up and
keeping an eye on the action.  They had kept all the cash from the car wash
and given the girls a credit card to go shopping online.

   At first, Jackson was happy to operate the laptop, clicking on items he
liked, getting the girls' opinion - they knew what they already had and
needed, so in this instance, they had equal decision-making power - and
adding items to their cart.  But he really wanted to touch the girls, to
play with their hard bodies.  He handed the laptop to Kasey and sat behind
her on the couch.  Now her ass was backed up against his crotch.  He could
look over shoulder and see the screen and he could reach around and play
with her tits.  He rub his cock against her ass.  Yes, this was much, much
better.

   Her breasts were so firm, her nipples so hard and rubbery, he could
pinch and squeeze them all day.  Fuck fidget spinners, he thought, just let
me play with these all day.  His cock was getting hard.  Megan noticed and
she took it in her hand, smiling at him.

   "I'll take care of this as soon as you're ready, master," she said. 
"But I would like to do something with it that I think you might like. 
With your permission, of course, master."

   "Yes, show me what you have in mind," Jackson said.  He watched as Megan
pulled on the back of Kasey's thong, picturing it riding even more tightly
between her pussy lips.  With the thong pulled away from Kasey's ass, Megan
used her other hand to put Jackson's cock between the thong and Kasey's
bare skin.  Then she let the thong go, the soft fabric now embracing his
shaft and pinning it to Kasey's ass.

   "How does that feel, master?" Megan smiled.

   "Good work, slut," Jackson said, shifting his hips to make his cock
slide against Kasey's warm, soft skin.

   "Thank you, master," Megan said.  "I'm honored to please you."

   They were looking at full body catsuits on one of the sites.  Both girls
selected black because it looked more catlike.  "No," Jackson said. 
"White. Your nipples, pussy lips and ass crack will show up better.  I
swear, if I ever become president, I'm going to outlaw black leggings."

   "You got my vote," Harry said.  "Yes, girls, if you want catsuits, go
with white."

   "Yes, sir," Megan said.  "I'm sorry I didn't think about that.  Thank
you so much for teaching me."

   "You're welcome," Mick said.  "That's something you both need to learn.
Don't pick what you think looks best or that you like the most, dress based
on what shows off the most."

   "Yes, sir," Kasey said.  "We need to think from the perspective of our
masters.  When in doubt, ask ourselves, 'what would daddy want?'"

   Jackson humped his hips again, pushing his cock along Kasey's ass while
still under the thong.  He was getting really hard.  He was going to need
to get off again because he could focus on the shopping.

   "Suck the head," Jackson said to Megan.

   Megan looked at him, then down at his cock.  The head was engorged,
purple and pulsing.  It looked delicious and ready to pop.

   "My pleasure, master," she smiled.  Megan leaned over, pressing her
cheek against Kasey's lower back as she kissed Jackson's mushroom head,
then took it in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it just like she had
been doing with the blowpop.  Jackson lifted his hips, driving his cock
further through the strap of Kasey's thong and pulling the thong even
tighter between her pussy lips.  Jackson thought it would so cool if his
mighty cock just ripped through her thong, displaying his power for both
these sluts to see and worship.  His body was pumping with testosterone and
adrenaline.  The first orgasm had taken the edge off, but not the lust. 
Practicing dominance and control over the girls was making him that much
more excited.  He needed pussy and he needed it now.  Actually, he needed
both.

   "Get up, both of you," he said, pulling his cock away from Megan's mouth
and Kasey's thong.  "Get behind the couch and bend over, side by side."

   The girls hurriedly complied with his demands and he circled behind
them, wagging his cock like a weapon.  He yanked Megan's thong down her
long legs and she stepped out of them while he did the same with Kasey. 
Then, he stuck his fingers in Kasey's pussy and pulled out the other thong,
slowly, enjoying the sight of the green thong slip between her juicy lips.
He noticed that her legs were trembling and she was very wet.  Little slut
was on the verge, he thought.  He laid the wet thong on her back and then
pulled the thong out of Megan's pussy, noting that she was equally wet and
inviting.  This was going to be fun.

   He stood up and paced back and forth behind his prized pussies, slapping
their asses with their pussy-soaked thongs.  "Teeny, tiny, little ho," he
said in a sing-song voice to the tune of "Eenie Meenie Miney Mo".  "Catch a
slut and watch her blow.  My cock told me to pick the very tightest one and
that is y-o-u!" He slapped their asses for emphasis on as he spelled out
"Y-O-U" and then plunged his cock inside Kasey's wet and willing cunt.

   Jackson wasn't a virgin, but he'd only had sex with two girls that he
dated.  Both were nice and he loved the experience, but neither was a
grade-A hottie like Megan and Kasey.  These were two girls that every guy
in the school wanted a piece of, including the teachers, as it turned out.
He drove deep into Kasey's pussy, putting his hands on her hips as he
pounded into her.  She was tight, wet and hot.  She was moaning and humping
back against him, clearly wanting it as badly as he did.  This was
everything it was supposed to be.

   Kasey's arousal had been building all day and now, being fucked while
two old men and her best friend watched made it all the more intense. 
Jackson had a nice cock and good firm grip on her.  He was strong and
urgent in with his pace.  She heard the slapping of his cock and balls as
he slammed in and out of her wetness.  It was such a sexy sound.  She was
so close to cumming.  She looked at Mick and Harry, who watched her with
knowing smiles on their faces.

   "About ready to cum, isn't she?" Mick said to Harry, but clearly
intending for Kasey to hear.

   "Oh yes," Harry said.  "Too bad she doesn't have permission."

   'Think she has the willpower to control it?"

   "Hell no," Harry laughed.  "Horny little slut almost came when he shoved
the panties in her snatch."

   "Give her hair a pull and I bet she cums all over your cock," Mick said
to Jackson.  Jackson smiled, grabbed Kasey's pretty blonde hair, pulling
firmly but not too hard.

   "You like that, Kasey?" he grunted.  "Pull your hair and slap your ass?
I would have done this to you a long time ago if I had known how bad you
wanted it."

   Kasey couldn't take it any longer.  The taunts and teases and cock and
humiliation and manhandling.  It was all so perfect.  She came, not even
worrying about the repercussions, just living in the moment, relishing the
ecstasy even as Mick and Harry high-fived and chortled.

   "Bet I can make this one cum too," Jackson said, feeling like a sex god
as he pulled out of Kasey and stood behind Megan.  He plugged his cock into
her equally wet and welcoming pussy, thrusting hard and going balls deep
almost immediately.  Jackson felt incredible.  He wanted to cum again, but
wanted to make Megan cum even more.  What a stud he would be to make both
these sluts cum before he did.  He didn't wait this time, grabbing Megan's
hair and grunting, "This is what you wanted that first day at Target,
wasn't it?  I should have bent you over the checkout desk and taken you
right there."

   Megan was pushing back against him, enjoying the steel-like hardness
present in a young man's cock.  It felt like a metal rod was being shoved
into her and she loved it.  Watching Kasey cum had brought her close to the
edge.  She looked at Mick and Harry and knew they would punish Kasey. 
Megan didn't want to make Kasey go through that alone and she sure didn't
want to miss out on an orgasm.  She gave in, enjoyed the ride and urged
Jackson to keep pounding her.

   "Yes," she squealed.  "I wanted you then.  I wanted you take put me in
front of the security cameras and fuck me for everyone to see.  Fuck me,
master, make my pussy yours."

   "Fuck yeah," Jackson said.  "It's mine.  All mine, bitch." His cock was
pulsing.  He was about to cum, but Megan beat him to it.  She squirted and
creamed, keening as she felt orgasm take over her body, just like Jackson
had.

   Jackson came too, shooting his load deep into her pussy.  When he was
done, he pulled out and ordered Kasey to her knees.  "Clean me, then her,"
he ordered.  "Swallow everything."

   Kasey didn't waste time responding.  She put her mouth to work exactly
as he had ordered, wrapping her lips around his cock and sucking on it,
cleaning the pussy juice off the shaft and coaxing the final drops of cum
from his head.  She kept her eyes on his and waited for his nod of approval
before turning her attention to Megan's dripping pussy.  She was surprised
at how eager she was to slurp up the warm gooey cocktail of Megan's cum,
Jackson's cum and her Megan's pussy juice.  She knew that some of her own
cum and juice was likely mixed in as well, making the whole thing that much
more decadent and naughty.  It was the sort of act that a couple of days
ago would have repulsed her, but now excited her.

   Megan was excited too, loving the feel of Kasey's tongue on her, so warm
and gentle.  It wouldn't take much of this to make her cum again.  But
before it got there far, Jackson ordered her to return the favor on Kasey,
whose pussy was also slick with warm juices.  Kasey tasted so good.  She
wondered if she tasted this good to Kasey.  And if Kasey felt as naughty as
she did right now.

   When the girls had finished their tongue baths, Jackson told them both
to bend over the couch again.  Megan couldn't believe he was ready to fuck
them again already.  He was young, but still, this was really fast
recovery.

   "We'll finish our shopping now," Jackson said.  "Maybe we'll pick out a
couple more of these." He showed them two butt plugs that Mick and Harry
had lubed.  He spread Megan's cheeks first and pushed one plug into her
ass. She had been through this before.  It was far from natural feeling,
but she handled it much better this time than the last.  Kasey's little ass
puckered up tightly and Jackson had to be more insistent as he pushed the
plug into her.  Megan talked to her softly, encouraging her to relax. 
"It's easier if you relax," she said.

   Kasey tried, but it was hard.  She was built to be firm and tight. 
Being loose and relaxed and, well, penetrated, was not natural to her.  The
plug felt hard and foreign and it hurt.  But she knew it was a mind over
matter situation.  She controlled her breathing, thought about playing in
the waves at the ocean and relaxed a little, just enough to ease the way
for the plug.

   "Fuck, these are some tight holes guys," Jackson said.  "You fucked
these yet?"

   "We haven't," Mick said.  "Megan had hers plowed yesterday.  This, I
assume, will be a first for Kasey."

   "Yes, master," Kasey said.  "This is my, um, first time in, uh, there."

   "I understand," Harry said.  "But you have three holes and they are all
for the use and pleasure of your master.  Anytime, anywhere, any way."

   "Yes, master," Kasey said.  "I look forward to learning how to please
you with each of my holes."

   "Damn, they know just the right thing to say every time," Jackson said,
shaking his head.

   "All part of the training," Mick said.  "Good, obedient, smart girls
like these learn quickly.  It goes that much faster when they are naturally
submissive like these two are.  It's less training and more about bringing
out the true submissive slut that's already inside them."

   "Ever had to train any that weren't so submissive?" Jackson asked.

   "Truth is, these are our first trainees," Harry said.  "But we've
learned as much this week as they have."

   "Think you'll train any others?"

   "I don't know," Harry said.  "I'm enjoying this experience for now.  But
yeah, the more the merrier I guess you'd say."

   "Fucking awesome," Jackson said.  "I just hope you'll let me be part of
it.  You don't have to pay me.  I'll do it for free."

   "We'll see how it all goes," Mick said.  "But you'll always be part of
the Daddies School for Sluts as far as we're concerned."

   "Thanks, man.  You're the coolest dudes ever."

   The online shopping continued, butt plugs in place, all thongs
discarded, Megan now grinding against Jackson while Kasey managed the
laptop.  By the time they had filled the carts, they spent well more than
they had earned at the carwash, but Mick and Harry approved all the
purchases, considering it a small price to pay to keep these two living
dolls dressed appropriately for them.

   As Jackson was entering the card numbers and overnight shipping
information for the online checkout, Mick took Megan by the hand and led
her to the back of the couch.  "You know the position," he said.  Megan
smiled and bent over, legs straight and slightly apart, back straight,
elbows on the edge of the couch.  Mick wagged his finger at Kasey, "Come
here, young student, and learn.  Your turn is next."

   Kasey came around next to them and watched as Mick spread Megan's
cheeks, gripped the base of the butt plug and steadily pulled it out of
her. He already had his cock out.  It was hard and he had put some lube on
it as well.  Megan's asshole gaped open, small but inviting.  "Wide open
for me," he said, nodding to Kasey.  "Easy for me and less, um,
uncomfortable for her." He put his head inside the hole before it closed,
then slowly pushed forward, firm and steady.  Megan moaned but kept her
back and legs straight, providing a firm base for him to work into.

   "Your eyes are as wide as Megan's hole," Harry laughed, coming over to
Kasey.  "Don't worry, you'll be just fine.  I can't promise I'll be gentle,
but I won't be excessively rough.  Fair enough?"

   "Of course, daddy," Kasey whispered, unable to find her breath.  She was
trembling from fear and excitement.  "I trust you, daddy.  My holes are for
you."

   "Good girl," Harry praised, trying to calm his submissive student.  He
prepared his cock with lube, then pulled the butt plug out of Kasey's ass
and snuck the head of his slick cock into the opening before it became a
tight little ring again.  Pushing through that would have been that much
more uncomfortable for her.  He didn't expect her to love getting fucked in
the ass, but he didn't want her to hate it either.  They wanted to keep
Kasey around and, even though she had embraced the experience so far, both
she and Megan were still slight risks to leave the school at any moment. 
Scaring or hurting them, even accidentally, was a concern.  Megan's session
with Muscles and Jock had been a particularly risky move.  Based on Kasey's
nervousness, this anal penetration looked to be a bit risky as well. 
Nonetheless, hers was a once-in-a-lifetime level piece of ass that he had
been aching to fuck.  It was the sort of opportunity Harry simply couldn't
pass up, risk or no.

   Kasey jerked and tensed up as she felt Harry enter her.  She took a deep
breath, trying to control herself.  Lots of girls had anal sex, she told
herself.  Harry wanted this and deserved it and she needed to learn how to
give him and other men what they wanted and needed.

   "Just relax," Harry said, his voice calm, his hands gentle rubbing her
back as he steadily pushed his cock into her.  "I know it feels weird, but
it's not going to hurt you.  And it feels fantastic to me, so you should be
proud of the fact that you're pleasing me.  You're being a good little slut
for your sugar daddy."

   "Oooh yes," Kasey cooed, turned on by his dirty talk and encouragement.
"I want to please you.  Take my ass.  Fuck it as hard as you want. 
Whatever it takes to please you, master."

   "You have the right attitude and the perfect ass," Harry grunted, nearly
balls deep in her now and still pushing.  "Just learn to relax and you'll
be an ass master."

   "I'm trying, sir," Kasey moaned.  She looked over at Megan, who was
getting steadily pounded by Mick now.  His strokes were every bit as deep
and fast as if he were fucking her pussy and the discomfort showed on
Megan's face.  Kasey took comfort in the fact that Megan hadn't mastered
this yet either.  She felt Harry's balls touch her ass, then slowly pull
away.  She knew the relief of his cock pulling out of her would be
short-lived.  Now the pace would pick up, the strokes would be harder and
faster.  He was determined to ream her ass the same way Megan was being
reamed by Mick.  Kasey took another deep breath, held it, then let it out
slowly as Harry thrust back into her, all the way, hard and deep.  She
gasped and whimpered.  Her legs buckled but Harry held her up, keeping that
ass in the proper place, right where he needed it.

   "Keep your feet," Harry grunted.  "You're strong and flexible.  You can
do this.  Focus.  Legs straight.  Back straight.  Makes the angle straight,
easier on you."

   Kasey knew he was right, but it was easier said than done.  If this was
going to happen, she wished he would just pick her up and impale her on his
cock.  She had seen it on porn videos and thought it looked incredibly
exciting and painful.  Now she just thought it looked like a good way to
take the strain off her body, the responsibility out of her hands.  He
could fuck her like a rag doll and toss her aside and let her rest.  That
sounded like the more palatable option under the circumstances.  She simply
couldn't relax her tightly toned body and she knew that was making it
harder on her.  She also knew that, while Harry would prefer that she relax
for her own good, his pleasure wasn't going to be impacted either way.  He
had her and, with her submissive permission, was taking her all the way.

   Just as Kasey was adjusting to Harry's rhythm, Jackson closed the
laptop, announcing the order had been placed.  He then stood on the couch,
pulled out his cock and pushed it into Kasey's mouth, which was already
open as she gasped and tried to take deep relaxing breaths.  Jackson was
only half erect, but Kasey instinctively sucked on it, looking up at him
while she worked on the head and slowly thickening shaft.  It seemed to be
true what they said about high school guys - they could fuck all day long.
She was kind of impressed.

   "That's it, Jack," Harry grunted.  "Shove your cock down her throat. 
We'll see if our cocks can meet in the middle somewhere."

   The thought of these two cocks drilling so deep into her, tearing into
her to the point that they could meet somewhere inside her was both absurd
and exciting.  Kasey's mind reeled.  Her pussy was responding even though
the only stimulation it was receiving was Harry's fat wrinkled balls
slapping against it.  The images in her mind were more than enough to turn
her on now.  She was being spit-roasted and, well, it was pretty great. 
She realized that she had relaxed when Jackson had put his cock in her
mouth.  She knew it was probably because it gave her something else to
focus on, distracting from the discomfort in her bowels.  But she couldn't
help but think of a baby being soothed by a pacifier.  Apparently, for an
18-year-old girl, a cock could have the same effect.

   While Kasey was getting stuffed from both ends, Megan was taking a long,
deep drilling from Mick, who held her tightly at the waist as he pumped
into her.  He made each thrust deep and hard, lifting her heels off the
floor each time.  Megan tried to focus on maintaining her posture and on
the double-stuffing Kasey was taking.  She wasn't sure whether to feel bad
for her or jealous.  That was a lot of nice hard cock.  But of the three
holes being stuff in the room at that moment, none was a pussy.  Megan was
happy to have had the orgasm, but feared that the denial of future pleasure
would be even longer now given the fact that they had cum without
permission.

   "Jackson," Mick said, interrupting her thoughts, "you want a piece of
ass?  Come plug this slut's hole."

   Jackson eagerly pulled his cock out of Kasey's mouth, much to her
disappointment, and hurried around behind Megan, filling her ass with his
cock while Mick went around and presented his cock - fresh out of Megan's
asshole - to Kasey's mouth.  Kasey knew where it had been but she blocked
that out and opened her mouth as was her submissive, cock-sucking nature.
She slurped on Mick's cock, all the while having her ass reamed by Harry.
She was experiencing a wide range of things, disgust at the cock in her
mouth, pain and discomfort in her cock-filled ass and desire burning in her
pussy and nipples.  She wanted this to keep going, but just with a cock in
her pussy instead of her ass and a clean cock in her mouth.  She looked
over at Megan and saw her being fucked violently, her body lurching. 
Jackson was a deceptively strong young man and he had lots of energy. 
Kasey could only imagine how Megan's tight little ass was feeling.

   Jackson, on the other hand, didn't care one bit about how Megan's ass
was feeling.  To him, it was feeling like heaven.  It was so tight around
his cock and he felt so powerful, taking her forbidden hole like this.  He
was learning so much about being dominant and finding submissive sluts who
will do anything to serve their cock master.  He felt like he had learned
more about sex and what he wanted in one week than in the rest of his life
combined.  For the last couple of years he had watched girls like Megan and
Kasey in the halls at school, staring at their tight little asses.  Never
did he think he would actually be buried balls deep inside them.  Checking
out the girls in school next year was going to be a totally different
experience and he couldn't wait.  If he could have Megan and Kasey, he
could have any girl in school.  Senior year was going to be epic.

   He looked at Mick, stuffing his cock in Kasey's sweet little mouth.  He
looked so happy.  He hoped he would be as happy when he was Mick's age.  He
supposed if he had a hot little thing with her lips wrapped around his
cock, he would be happy at any age.

   Mick was certainly happy.  Kasey seemed to compensating for the
discomfort in her ass by sucking on him even harder than usual.  He felt
like his balls were going to shoot right through his shaft and into her
hungry little throat.  Not that he would mind.  He would give her every bit
of him if he could.  But for now, she would have to settle for a whole
bunch old man sperm.  He held her head as he came, pumping his load into
her mouth.

   Jackson watched Kasey, mesmerized as she slurped and sucked and
swallowed.  She looked so incredibly beautiful.  He gripped Megan's waist,
holding her still as he pulled out and spurted cum all over her ass and
back.

   "Stay right there," he said.  By now Mick was done with Kasey, so
Jackson put his cock in the hot blonde's mouth, making her clean him.  At
the same time, he nodded at Harry who smiled and nodded back, understanding
his young protÃ(C)gÃ(C)'s plan.

   When Jackson pulled his cock out of Kasey's mouth, Harry pulled Kasey's
hair to get her to stand up straight.  "Clean up your friend," Harry
grunted.  With his cock still in Kasey's ass, together they turned and
shuffled over to Megan.  Then Harry bent her back over, putting her face in
the pool of cum on Megan's back.  Kasey started licking and sucking up the
precious load, all while Harry started pumping into her tortured asshole
once again.

   She was relieved when he pulled it out.  She expected him to cum on her
back, too, but instead he grabbed Megan's hair, pulled her mouth to his
cock and came deep down her throat, holding her nose until she swallowed
every drop.  Megan, ever the good girl, looked up at him with watery eyes,
doing exactly as she was told.  When he let her breath, she gasped,
swallowed and said, "Thank you, sir.  That was yummy."

   "Damn," Jackson said in disbelief.  "You do whatever you want to them
and they thank you for it.  Fuck, that's amazing."

   "I agree," Harry said.  "They are model students."

   "But they still are naughty," Mick reminded them.  "Cumming without
permission."

   "And I know just how we're going to punish them," Harry said.

   Megan was wide-eyed, expecting another spanking or some weird bondage.
Kasey looked at her, equally wide-eyed, apprehensive, though, not scared.
They both knew the guys would only take the punishment so far.  True harm
would not come to them.

   "Thank you notes?" Mick asked Harry.

   "Thank you notes," Harry confirmed.  He smiled at the bewildered faces
of Megan, Kasey and Jackson.  "Go get cleaned up and dressed.  You know
what to wear - and what not to wear.  Look hot and naughty.  You have an
hour."

   The girls hurried to clean their cum-, sweat- and lube-covered bodies,
sharing a shower again.

   "My ass hurts so much," Kasey complained as they washed each other's
bodies.

   "Mine too," Megan said.  "Jackson was an animal."

   "I saw that," Kasey said.  "He was loving your ass, that's for sure."

   "Who could blame him, right?" Megan giggled.

   "That's right, you slut," Kasey laughed back.

   "You were bent over the same couch I was," Megan smiled.

   "God, of all the things we've done together over the years..." Kasey
said, shaking her head in amazement.

   "We're a good team," Megan said.  "Best friends forever."

   "Forever," Kasey smiled.  "Thank you for..."

   "Getting your ass reamed?" Megan laughed.

   "Yeah, something like that," Kasey said.  "You know, for helping me with
this.  And for sharing it with me.  I can't imagine you doing this by
yourself."

   "Me either," Megan said.  "It was scary.  It's so much better with you
here."

   "What do you think they mean about our punishment being thank you
notes?" Kasey asked.  "And why would we have to shower and dress for that?"

   "I have no idea," Megan said.  "All I can tell you is that they always
have a plan.  It's always a surprise.  Sometimes it's fun.  Sometimes it's
scary.  But it's always perfectly planned.  I bet they wanted us to cum so
they could do this."

   "I couldn't have stopped anyway," Kasey said.  "It felt too good."

   "Same here," Megan said.  "Good thing we enjoyed it.  Something tells me
part of our punishment might be denying us orgasms for a while."

   "You think?" Kasey asked.

   "Well, they fucked our mouths and asses, but they didn't even touch our
pussies after we came," Megan said.  "I think that was on purpose."

   "I bet you're right," Kasey said.  "Wow, I feel like a yo-yo.  Sometimes
I'm so happy with how they treat us and other times it's like a hard
reminder that ultimately we are learning to submit to them."

   "Yes," Megan said.  "They are sweet, but their interests always come
first.  Ours only matter when it's convenient or of benefit to them. 
That's how they are training us to think."

   "Well, I kind of like it," Kasey admitted.  "It's fun being controlled
and manhandled.  Does that make us weird?"

   "I think it makes us human," Megan said.  "Some people want to be
dominant, some want to be submissive.  Like you and I, we are confident and
smart and athletic.  We compete.  We are not weak in mind, body or spirit,
but it's in my DNA to want an older man to take me and make me his."

   "God yes," Kasey said.  "It's so hot like that."

   By now the girls were out of the shower and starting to look through the
clothes, trying to figure out what to wear.

   "How do we know what to wear when we don't know what we're preparing
for?" Kasey asked.

   "One thing I've learned is that everything we have in this closet is
designed for the same purpose, no matter where we are or what we are
doing," Megan said.  "These clothes are designed to show us off, turn them
on and to be entirely inappropriate for any occasion."

   "That sounds about right," Kasey laughed.  "Well, it's late afternoon.
So maybe some sort of evening attire?"

   "Makes sense," Megan said.  "Like something for the club or a party."

   "Or for a ball game," Kasey suggested.  She held up dress that was made
to look like a basketball jersey.  It was black with hot pink letters
across the front that said "Pussycats".  On the back was the predictable
number 69.  The tank top was small, of course, and was cut very low,
dipping between her breasts, which bulged around the sides of the tank top
straps.  The dress was clingy and tight and hugged her torso.  A large
vertical oval in the middle revealed her bare naval.  The dress molded to
her hips and ass, stopping just three inches below her pussy lips.

   "That's pretty hot," Megan nodded.  She grabbed a pair of black and pink
stilettos designed to look like basketball shoes.  Where the tongue should
have been, however, it was open with the faux laces replaced by thin strips
of leather.  And rather than the customary "high top" around the ankle,
there was another strap that wrapped around the ankle with a buckle that
included a small gold ring.  In place of a logo of an athletic company on
the side of the shoes was the outline of a cat.

   "Those are slutty," Kasey laughed.  "I love them."

   "Cuz you're slutty little bitch," Megan teased.  "Just like me."

   Megan knelt down and helped Kasey place her dainty, pedicured toes in
the shoes and securing the straps tightly around her ankles.  She placed a
black choker that was similar in width and texture to the ankle straps
around Kasey's slender neck.  This, too, had a small silver ring on it.  If
the guys wanted to punish them, the girls were dressing for the occasion.

   Megan's jersey was exactly the same, only it was white with the hot pink
letters.  The team name and number were the same.  She had a pair of white
shoes and white choker just like the black ones that Kasey was wearing. 
Kasey helped Megan put on the heels and choker.

   "You should wear a black thong," Kasey said.  "It will show through this
white dress.  The guys will like that."

   "Yeah, they will," Megan smiled.  "OK, then you wear a hot pink one. 
They won't be able to see it through your dress, but if they catch a
glimpse under your dress, it will be pretty noticeable."

   Megan liked that she had Kasey here to help her make these decisions and
she found it interesting that they were consciously trying to anticipate
what the guys would like - the visible thongs, the subtle bondage hints. 
They were learning, she realized, how to present themselves without being
told what to wear all the time.

   "I think we should put our hair in ponytails," Megan said.  "It looks
more sporty and fits the theme."

   "Yeah, and they seem obsessed with having a handle to grab or pull,"
Kasey giggled.

   "Well, it's only fair," Megan grinned.  "We like to pull on their
handles too."

   "Yeah, but I think they like it a lot more when we pull theirs than when
they pull ours."

   "Says the girl who just admitted she likes being manhandled."

   "I hate it when you're right."

   "I usually am," Megan teased.

   "OK, miss smarty pants," Kasey challenged, "then what are we in for
tonight?"

   "I still don't know," Megan shrugged.  "Like I said, it will be well
planned and probably totally opposite of what we expect.  It will be
designed to teach us something we didn't think we needed to know and, more
importantly, to turn them or someone else on.  The only thing I know is
that we will be playing with more cocks before the night is over."

   "I'm sure you're right about that," Kasey said.  "I just hope at least
one of them goes in my pussy."

   "Don't count on it," Megan said.  "They want to remind us of our purpose
and our priorities.  Our own satisfaction and pleasure doesn't go very high
on that list."

   While the girls were prepping and conjecturing over what the night held
in store, the guys had already cleaned up and were explaining the plan to
Jackson.

   "They think we will punish them with bondage or spanking or something
like that," Harry said.  "The trick is to never let them know what to
expect.  They need to be ready to look and perform their best in any
situation."

   "Even in public," Mick added, "which is what makes them both most
uncomfortable.  They get off on the hard stuff, but they both are still
skittish about being shown off and exposed in public.  They are afraid to
be judged by others.  They need to learn to be comfortable and confident no
matter where they are or how they are dressed.  The only opinion that
matters is that of their masters.  It's a hard thing to learn, but a fun
thing to teach."

   "You guys don't mind if I go along?" Jackson asked.

   "Not at all," Mick said.  "In fact, you can get some good video and
images to share with the others.  You're better at it than we are."

   "No problem," Jackson said.  "I love this stuff."

   The girls came back and the guys carefully inspected them, unanimously
approving their attire.

   "That's a one-on-one matchup I would watch any day," Jackson said,
noting their basketball-themed look.

   They all got in the car, Jackson once again riding between the scantily
clad girls while Mick drove and Harry rode shotgun.  Along the way, the
guys explained exactly what the girls had to do.

   "We are going to three different flower shops," Harry said.  "You will
go into the first one together and send flowers to these eight men.  You
will tell the clerk what to put on the card for each one.  Make sure each
is worded a little differently.  Use your own words, but basically you will
say, "Thank you, master so-and-so, for giving us the gift of your cock and
allowing us the honor of swallowing your sperm.  Hugs and kisses, Megan and
Kasey."

   "We can't write it on the cards ourselves?" Megan asked.

   "Now what kind of lesson would that teach you?" Harry asked.

   "None, sir," Megan pouted.

   "Exactly.  You came without permission.  You need to learn about
obedience and discipline."

   "You're lucky," Mick said.  "Our first thought was to cover your faces
in cum before you walked in.  We decided to take it easy on you."

   "Thank you, sir," Kasey said.

   "After this stop, the next two you will have to do solo.  At those
stops, you will each send three more cards and flowers to our dear
friends."

   "Yes, sir," Megan said.  "Thank you for this opportunity to learn and to
improve ourselves."

   "You're welcome," Mick said.  "I would like to say this is harder for us
than it is for you, but we love watching you, so I have to admit this is
gonna be fun for us.  Oh, and Jackson is going to come in a little bit
after you all, pretending to be your brother.  Just play along with it."

   "Of course, sir," Megan said.  "Any other instructions?"

   "Yes, be honest with whoever you're dealing with," Mick said.  "If they
clerk asks if this is a joke, the answer is no.  If they ask if you really
swallowed cum, the answer is yes.  Got it?"

   "Yes sir," the girls said in unison.

   Harry handed them the list of names and addresses, all of whom were
members of the group at the car wash.  The girls had eaten sperm from every
one of them and now, as punishment for their discretions, they would have
to thank them in a most humiliating way.

   Mick pulled into the parking lot of small flower shop.  Before the girls
got out of the car, he gave Megan his phone and had her call Harry.  They
muted Harry's phone so there would be no background noise but the guys
would be able to hear everything.  Megan had no pockets, so she tucked the
phone under one of the straps on the tank top.

   The girls entered the store and were thankful that no other customers
were there.  A woman that looked to be about the same age as Megan's mom.
The name badge on her chest said Judy.

   "Hello, ladies, how can I help you?" she asked.  If she disapproved of
their appearance, it didn't immediately show.

   "Hi," Megan said, taking the lead.  "We need to send eight thank you
arrangements, please."

   "Certainly," Judy said.  "Do you want them all to be the same?"

   "That would be fine," Megan said.  "Oh, and all eight are going to men,
so I don't know if that matters."

   "It doesn't matter, but it helps," Judy said.  "We can put together
something with a bit of masculine appeal.  Of course, they will probably
just give these to their wives and say it's from them," she laughed.

   "Probably," Megan nodded.  Judy showed them a few different arrangements
in a catalog and they picked out one they liked.

   "It will take me a few minutes," Judy said.  "Would you like to go ahead
and make out the cards while I do this?"

   "Actually," Kasey said, thinking on her feet, "do you have nice
handwriting?  We tend to write like, well, you know, teenagers with hearts
over the i's and all that.  It might look more professional if you did it."

   "I do have good handwriting when I try and yes, I'll be happy to do
that," Judy said.  "That's very thoughtful of you.  Oh, can I help you,
sir?" Judy acknowledged Jackson, who had just walked in.  He was staring at
his phone and wearing headphones.

   "Oh, that's my idiot brother," Kasey said.  "He doesn't need anything."

   "OK," Judy laughed.  "Make yourselves comfortable and I'll put these
arrangements together.  It will just a take a few minutes."

   "Thank you so much," Megan said.

   Jackson, Megan and Kasey wandered around the little shop, admiring the
beautiful arrangements and lovely smell of fresh flowers.  The bell on the
door jingled and a man walked in.  He was tall and lean and looked to be
about 30 years old.

   "Put on a show," Jackson whispered to the girls, holding up his phone to
indicate he wanted to get it on video.

   "I'll be right with you, sir," Judy called from the back.  "Please look
around and see what you like."

   "No hurry," the man called back.  He looked around and saw something any
man would like.  Two long-legged, gorgeous young woman, barely dressed,
bending over at the waist, their asses nearly on display as they looked at
some vases on a bottom shelf.  "Lord, please let them find something they
like on a high shelf," he whispered to himself.  He didn't even notice
Jackson, who was now standing behind a large planter and tree.  Jackson had
his camera trained on the girls, but was closely watching the customer, who
now had his phone out.

   "That's it, dude," Jackson whispered.  "Get some good shots.  They won't
mind at all."

   The man pretended to be looking at his phone, but Jackson could tell he
was nervously taking pictures now, glancing around to make sure no one else
was there.  Jackson panned over and caught the man on video, then panned
back to the girls, making it obvious who the man was focused on.

   Meanwhile, the girls were doing their best to put on the show that
Jackson had ordered.  Megan took the lead, starting with the bend over
move. She whispered a reminder to Kasey to bend at the waist, not the
knees. Then after she was sure the man had plenty of time to notice, she
whispered to Kasey, "now we reach up and stretch." Kasey just nodded back.

   Megan stood up and said, "Ooh, look at that," she pointed at a pot on a
top shelf.  She reached for it, raising one leg and turning her torso to
give him a profile of her flat tummy and perky breasts.  "I don't think I
can reach it."

   "Let me try," Kasey said, catching on quickly.  She too reached up and
twisted, well aware of her dress riding up and baring her hips and thighs
and ass cheeks.  Her breasts threatened to fall out of the tank top straps.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the guy holding his phone and thought
he might be taking a picture.  How creepy, she thought.  But it was a turn
on nonetheless.

   Just then Judy came back out to the front of the store.  She was not
naïve about the girls' attire nor the show they were putting on.  She also
knew well what the man was doing with his phone.  "Sir, I'm sorry for the
delay," she smirked as he hurriedly stuffed his phone in his pocket.  "What
can I help you with?"

   "I, uh, wanted to get some roses for my wife," he said.  He tried to
hold Judy's gaze but he couldn't help but glance back at the girls.  He had
caught glimpses of both their thongs and was certain they weren't wearing
bras.  He was married, yes, and faithful, but he wasn't dead.  When beauty
and perfection were presented to you, you were compelled to admire it.

   "That's very sweet," Judy said, pretending she didn't notice his
wandering eyes.  "I'm sure your wife will love them.  Maybe a dozen red
roses in a vase?"

   "Uh, yes, that would be perfect," he said.  For some reason Megan was
bent over again while Kasey was arching her back.  He didn't care why.  He
just stared.  Those long legs and tight bodies were just too much.

   "I assume you like them uncut?" Judy asked.

   "Uh, what?" he asked.

   "That you want the long stems," she smiled.  "I see that you seem to
like long ones.  Stems that is.  So, one dozen uncut long-stem roses?"

   "Oh yes," he smiled.  "The longer the better.  Uh, I mean, yes long
stems are great.  Thank you."

   Judy handed him the flowers and he paid and left, looking back at the
girls even as the door closed behind him.

   "He really liked you two," Judy smiled.  "Liked teasing him a bit too,
didn't you?  It's OK.  I was teasing him too.  It's fun to make men squirm
sometimes, isn't it?"

   "Yes, it sure is," Megan smiled, walking toward the counter, Kasey right
behind her.  "Sorry if that was inappropriate.  He just was staring so we
thought, why not have some fun."

   "It's OK," Judy said.  "No harm done.  So, my assistant is in the back
finishing up your arrangements.  How about I go ahead and write those cards
for you?"

   "Yes, that would be great," Megan said.  It was weird how much more
confident she felt with Kasey here.  Even though they were the same age, in
this particular situation it was like she was the big sister showing the
little sister how to do something.  Even though this sort of thing was
still pretty new to Megan, her day of going into the offices and other
public places with the guys was far more experience than Kasey had with
this.  So, it made Megan feel protective of her friend and like she needed
to show more courage and confidence than she really felt.

   Megan pulled out her list of names and addresses.  "Um, the first one is
to Mr.  Walters.  Can you just write, 'Dear Mr.  Walters, thank you so much
for helping us with fundraising car wash and for giving us such a yummy
snack.  Your cum tasted delicious.  Hugs and kisses, Megan and Kasey.'"
Megan tried to say it calmly, but her voice was shaking.  Her hands were
trembling.  She felt Kasey put her hand on her elbow.  Kasey's hand was ice
cold.

   To their surprise, Judy wrote the card, smiling but not shocked. 
"That's a lovely note," Judy smiled.  "Can I assume all of these notes will
be similar?  Did you, um, swallow cum from eight different men at this car
wash?"

   "Um, yes, ma'am," Megan said, her voice cracking.  "I, uh, we, well..."

   "It was actually 14," Kasey broke in, anxious to have her friend's back.
"It wasn't, well, it wasn't a bad thing even though it sounds like it."

   "You don't have to apologize or make excuses to me," Judy said.  "What
you do is your business.  And it sounds like it might be profitable.  So,
good for you if you enjoy it."

   "It really is fun," Megan said.  "I mean, the guys were all nice and
respectful."

   "It was just supposed to be us washing cars and them donating money for
some new clothes," Kasey added.  "But, well, we felt like they deserved
more."

   "And we really were hungry," Megan added.

   "It's a protein-rich snack," Judy smiled.  "You girls look like you eat
healthy and stay fit.  Who am I to judge?"

   "Thank you so much," Kasey said.  "You're the coolest person ever."

   "Yeah, can you tell my parents?" Megan laughed.

   "I'm not sure I can help you there," Judy said.  "So, they don't know
about the car wash and whatever this is that's going on today?"

   "No, ma'am," Megan said.  "I mean, we're both 18 so these are our
decisions.  But they are going to find out and they won't be happy."

   "Probably not," Judy said.  "But be honest and confident like you are
now.  They will respect your decision more that way and eventually will
come around.  I take it from your concern and attire that this car wash
isn't just a one-time thing?"

   "No, ma'am," Megan said.  "This is who I..."

   "We..." Kasey interjected.

   "Who we want to be," Megan said.  "It's fun and well, there are some job
opportunities too.  Legitimate jobs."

   "I'm sure there are," Judy said.  "Listen, just be careful.  Take my
card and if you're even in trouble, call me.  Otherwise, be safe and have
fun."

   "Thank you so much," Megan said.  "I can't believe you are so cool about
this."

   "Look, I started my own business when I was only a few years older than
you two," Judy said.  "I did it all on my own.  It's not easy.  I respect
any women who figure out their own way to make a living and manage to have
fun doing it.  I love plants and flowers.  But if I was 18 with a body like
yours, I would love wearing outfits like that, turning heads and getting
men to give me money for some teasing and the occasional pleasing.  The
shame you think you should feel is societal pressure, not human nature."

   "I like that," Kasey said.  "Makes me feel a lot better about all this."

   "Good," Judy said.  "One thing I've learned is to own your decisions,
make no excuses for them and, whether they turn out good or bad, don't look
back."

   The girls were stunned by Judy's wisdom and understanding and joked with
her as they recited the other thank you notes.  All the while, Mick and
Harry listened on the phone and Jackson sat on the bench, recording
everything.

   "He's not really your brother, is he?" Judy asked.

   "No, ma'am," Kasey said.  "He's a, um, friend."

   "I see.  And the two men in the car out there.  They are friends too?"

   "Yes, ma'am," Megan said.  "They are kind of like the grandpas I never
head."

   "They take good care of you?"

   "Yes, they are very sweet," Kasey said.

   "OK," Judy said.  "I'm on your side.  I respect your decisions but I
also know they are risky.  Choose your, um, friends and grandparents
wisely. Understand?"

   The girls indicated that they did.

   "So, you said there were 14 men but we're only send eight thank yous?"
Judy asked.  "Were the others not so nice?"

   "Oh no, they were fine," Megan assured her.  "We, uh, well, we wanted to
do this together and then each try doing three on our own.  You know,
stepping out of our comfort zone.  It's not easy to tell a stranger that
you want to write that on a card."

   "I'm sure it's not," Judy said.  "Well, if you would like to have some
fun with your next stop, my husband is at our other location tonight. 
Normally he would be here, but our manager for the other store called in
sick so he's over there tonight.  Why don't you pay him a visit.  Don't
tell him you were here and just see how he reacts."

   "You want us to tease your husband?" Megan asked.

   "Yeah, it will be fun," Judy said.  "He won't hurt you but you will
definitely have him flustered.  If your 'brother' could send me a video of
his reaction, that would be a lot of fun for me to see."

   "Um, well, I think we can do that," Kasey said.

   "Yeah, you've been so nice to us it's the least we can do," Megan said.

   Judy gave them the address and sent them on their way, giving both girls
a big hug first and a reminder to call her if they ever needed anything. 
Megan wasn't sure what she expected when they walked in that shop, but she
was pretty sure walking out with a hug and the support of the woman owner
wasn't it.  She was slowly learning not to trust preconceived notions.  She
had to be prepared for anything.

   They got back in the car with Jackson.  Mick and Harry commended their
performance and agreed that visiting Judy's husband at the other shop
seemed like a logical next step.  They had planned all three shops based on
location only - they hadn't wanted to prep the owners or clerks ahead of
time.  Who the girls encountered and interacted with would be random.  That
was the whole idea.  So, even though the drive to the other shop was a bit
further, the fact that Judy had been so nice and had encouraged them to
visit her husband and tease him made it a simple choice.

   The guys decided to send Kasey in for this one.  It was time for her to
step out and do this on her own.  Megan had been her security blanket
throughout most of her initiation to this point.  Kasey needed to do this
one alone and really see how it felt.

   Kasey felt a little more confident feeling that any many married to Judy
was probably a nice guy.  She had told her to tease him, make him
flustered. That could be fun.  Megan gave her a nod and a smile and Kasey
had flashbacks to their pregame pep talks to each other during their
playing days.  Here they were again, teammates encouraging each other to
succeed.

   She was about to go in, but Jackson stopped her.  "Hold on, let me do a
video check," he grinned.  Holding his phone close to her, he slowly moved
it up her body, starting with her legs, moving up her to her waist,
hovering over her breasts, then holding on her beautiful face.

   "Working OK?" Kasey asked.

   "Oh yes, every inch of it works," Jackson grinned.  "You're
unbelievable. That dude's jaw is going to hit the floor."

   "Thank you, Ja-, uh, master," Kasey smiled.  With his nod, she got out
of the car, popping a blowpop in her mouth as walked into the shop with
Jackson trailing a few steps behind, camera trained carefully on the wiggle
of her taut ass.

   She entered the store, which, like the last one, was empty.  The bell on
the door announced her entry and a middle-aged man of average height and
build with flecks of gray in his brown hair emerged from the back.  He wore
dark framed glasses but they failed to hide the popping of his eyes when he
saw Kasey.  She noticed it and smiled inwardly.  It was so flattering to
have men be instantly attracted to her.

   "Hello, how my I help you today," he said, regaining his
professionalism. His name badge said Jerry.

   "Hello, Jerry," Kasey said.  She decided to be bold.  It was sort of
like the first time she went off the high dive at the pool.  Hesitating
only made it worse.  She jumped right now.  This was the same.  She could
be shy and reluctant to tease Jerry, or she could dive right in.  "How are
you today?"

   "I'm doing well, miss..."

   "Kasey," she smiled.  "With a K.  For kiss." She puckered her lips and
kissed the blowpop, the popped it in her mouth and winked at him.  He was
clearly taken aback.  "And this is my dumb brother Jackson."

   "It's nice to meet you both," he nodded, trying not to stare at her
mouth as it worked on the blowpop in a most seductive way.  "So, are you
looking for anything particular today?"

   "Yeah, I want something long, strong, thick and full," Kasey said
slowly, holding his gaze.  He was slack-jawed and he was turning red.  "And
I need three of them."

   "I, uh, you mean..."

   "Flowers, Jerry, flowers," Kasey smiled.  "That's what you thought I
meant, right?  I want a thick, full arrangement with long stems and a
strong, sturdy vase."

   "Oh, yes, of course you meant flowers," Jerry said, surprised at how
flustered this little tart had made him.  He had seen plenty of pretty
young beach babes and wasn't easily swayed by beauty alone.  But this girl
oozed sex.  Not only her natural beauty, but her attire and her
personality. In a matter of minutes she had wrapped him around her little
finger.  She was a very impressive young woman indeed.  "May I ask what the
purpose of the arrangements is?"

   "Of course you may, Jerry," Kasey said, wondering if she would get in
trouble with the guys for not calling Jerry "sir" or "master".  "I need to
send three thank you arrangements to three men.  Older men."

   "I see," Jerry said.  "Well, I could put together a nice arrangement of
some summer flowers that will look nice in their offices or that they can
take to their wives or girlfriends."

   "That sounds good," Kasey said.  She walked over to a tall, slender vase
on one of the display shelves.  "I like this vase here, but the top is so
skinny.  Can we get the flowers in there?  Do they teach you how to stuff
things into small holes in gardening school, Jerry?"

   Jerry glanced over at Jackson, who just smiled back at him, nodding, his
camera still trained on Kasey.  Jerry was eager to change the subject.  He
had no desire to answer Kasey's question.  "Your brother always do that to
you?" he asked.

   "Oh yes," Kasey rolled her eyes.  "He's such a dirt bag.  He takes
videos and pictures of me and sends them to his buddies.  They pay him for
them.  But he gives me half, so, whatever.  I just roll with it."

   "I see," Jerry said.  "Well, to answer your question, we can work with
whatever size vase you like.  I will, uh, make it fit."

   "I bet you will," Kasey winked.  "All right, Jerry.  Three arrangements
in these tight little vases, please."

   Jerry excused himself and Jackson did too, having been summoned by the
guys in the car.  They had been listening to everything and loved what
Kasey was doing.  They didn't want Jackson to interfere with the growing
interaction between Kasey and Jerry.

   Megan had been listening as well and was initially stunned by how
outgoing Kasey was.  But then she thought about all the big matches they
played in high school.  Every time they were up against an opponent that
was supposed to be significantly better, Kasey always played her best
match. She always rose to the challenge.  That same mentality seemed to be
at play here.  Megan hoped she could do as well when it was her turn.  She
had not been nearly so bold nor comfortable going into the offices or
modeling in the park just a few days ago.  Even though she felt more
understanding of her role now, she still wasn't sure it would come quite so
naturally to her.

   She didn't get to think long as Jackson piled in the back seat and
started kissing and groping her.  Watching Kasey had made him horny. 
Again.

   "Suck my cock and be sure to send me a nice thank you card," Jackson
chuckled.  He leaned back, unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. 
"Yes, you may suck your master's cock."

   "Thank you, sir," Megan said.  She knelt on the seat and began sucking
on him once again.  She performed her duties while they all listened as
Jerry came back with the floral arrangements.

   "All right, Miss Kasey," Jerry said.  "How do these look?"

   "They look lovely," Kasey said.  "I went ahead and wrote the notes but I
want to make sure they sound OK.  Do you mind if I read one of them to you?
They are all basically the same."

   "Of course," Jerry said, leaning against the counter ready to listen -
and stare - intently.

   "Dear Mr.  Meeks," Kasey began reading, "thank you so much for
supporting my car wash fundraiser.  I have already bought some new clothes
that I hope to show you sometime.  Thank you also for helping quench my
thirst in that heat.  Your cum was delicious and gave me the energy I
needed.  Hugs and kisses, Kasey."

   "So, what do you think, Jerry?" Kasey asked, biting her lip as if
nervous about his answer.  It was a subtle change in attitude she hoped
would lead him to be more aggressive toward her.  Not physically,
necessarily, but less intimidated by her appearance and boldness and more
in control like the mature man he was.

   "I think they better hope no one else sees these notes before they do,"
Jerry chuckled.  "Their wives or girlfriends might not be too happy."

   "These will be sent to their offices," Kasey said, rolling her eyes as
if to say 'I'm not stupid'.  "Besides, their wives or girlfriends have
nothing to be upset about.  We didn't have sex.  They just jerked off
watching me and I gave some of them a helping hand.  But there was no
intercourse."

   "But you drank their cum?"

   "Of course," Kasey said.  "It's very nutritious.  Plus, it tastes good
once you get used to it.  It's like one of those little energy shots only
way, way better.  And more fun."

   "Well, I understand what you're saying, but I still don't know that
their significant others would agree with you," Jerry said.

   "Are you married, Jerry?" Kasey said, glancing at the ring on his
finger.

   "Yes," he nodded.

   "Does your wife get upset if you jerk off?" Kasey asked.

   "Well, no," Jerry said.  "I mean, I don't advertise it, but she knows I
do sometimes and she doesn't seem to mind."

   "Do you look at porn when you jerk off?"

   "No, I mean, not hardcore, maybe just a sexy picture."

   "OK, fair enough.  Do you think I'm sexy?"

   "Uh, well, yes, of course, you're very lovely."

   "Sexy, Jerry," Kasey said.  "Am I sexy?"

   "Extremely."

   "Thank you," Kasey smiled.  "So, if you jerk off to sexy women and you
find me sexy, why is it OK for you to jerk off to a picture but not the
real thing?"

   "It's just different," Jerry said.  "It's like I'm doing it behind her
back, you know?"

   "Hmm," Kasey pouted.  "I don't understand men sometimes.  So masculine
sometimes, such pussies others.  Let me put it this way.  You get hungry.
You get something to eat.  You don't look at a picture of food.  You
actually eat it.  Hunger gone.  Wife not present.  Is she pissed?  Do you
feel guilty?"

   "Depends on what I eat," Jerry laughed, patting his belly.

   "I'm serious," Kasey said.  "Sex is a drive, a natural need and urge. 
Just like sleep and eating all that.  When you jerk off, you're not
cheating.  You're not engaged in a different relationship with me any more
than you are with the woman who makes your sandwich."

   "I don't think most people see things that way," Jerry said.  "But I
have to say, you make a very compelling case.  It's food for thought for
sure.  I like that you don't accept societal norms blindly."

   "Thank you, Jerry," Kasey said.  "Most people see a young girl who
chooses to dress a certain way and they make assumptions about my
intellect."

   "I'm guilty of doing that myself sometimes," Jerry admitted.  "But
you've opened my eyes.  Thank you, Kasey."

   Kasey smiled and moved towards him.  "If I leave now, you're going to
jerk off thinking about me tonight, aren't you?  Or maybe you'll fantasize
about me while you're fucking your wife.  If you do, don't feel guilty. 
I'll be thinking about you too."

   Jerry swallowed hard.  What the hell was with this girl?  Just when she
couldn't get sexier, she hit him with another surprise.

   "What do you mean, thinking about me?"

   "The way I think about all men I interact with and like," Kasey said. 
"What they would be like in bed.  How they would treat me.  How they would
like it.  You are super sweet and gentle, but I bet in bed you ravage your
wife and she loves every second of it.  You everything in and then that
passion and energy and lust just explode when you fuck her."

   "Damn, the way you talk," Jerry shook his head.  "You always talk like
this?"

   "No, silly," Kasey said, sucking on her blowpop for a moment as she
studied his face.  "Only with people mature enough to have a real
conversation with.  So, Jerry, am I right?  Do you ravager your wife?  Does
she like it?  Will you picture me the next time you do?"

   "Yes," Jerry said, his voice deep, his eyes narrowed.  He didn't know
why, but he wanted to be honest with her, tell her exactly what he was
like. "Yes, I fuck the shit out of my wife and yes, she cums every time. 
And yes, I will probably picture you while I'm fucking her."

   "Mmmm, naughty," Kasey smiled.  "But honest.  I like that.  So, what
part of me in particular will you think about, Jerry?  You an ass man? 
Legs?  I hope not tits - mine are perky but not exactly the massive jugs
that tit men like."

   "You're stunning head to toe," Jerry said.  "Don't sell yourself short.
But honestly, your mouth, your lips, your eyes.  That's what I'll picture."


   "You're hard, Jerry," Kasey said, leaning over the counter and looking
at his crotch.  "You need to listen to your body."

   "I can't," Jerry said.  "Not now.  Not here."

   "Of course you can," Kasey said, walking slowly around the counter. 
"You own the shop.  No one else is here.  All you have to do is pull it out
and look at me.  The rest will happen naturally and you'll feel a lot
better when it's over."

   "You're serious, aren't you?"

   "Why wouldn't I be?" Kasey said.  She leaned toward him and touched his
chest, then ran her hand to the bulge in his pants, gently rubbing across
it.  "You're worried about work?  About someone coming in?  I understand. I
can take care of that."

   "Wait, what?  How?"

   Kasey knelt under the counter and reached for his crotch.  "I can, um,
handle things from here," she said matter-of-factly.  "If someone comes in
before you're done, I just tuck you in, zip you up quietly and you tend to
business.  I'll be right here waiting."

   "You'll just tuck me back in?"

   "Yep, you'll just have to hide the bulge as best you can," Kasey said.
"So, you want me to use my hands or my mouth?"

   "Hands," Jerry said quickly.  "I don't know why, but that feels less
like I'm cheating."

   "I understand," Kasey said.  "Don't worry, I'm good with my hands.  They
are small but strong."

   "I can't believe I'm doing this," Jerry said, unzipping his pants.  He
felt Kasey reach inside and pull his cock out.

   "I can't believe you were going to just let this raging hard on go
without getting it taken care," Kasey said.  "Nice cock, by the way."

   "Thanks," Jerry laughed.  "Never heard it complimented so casually."

   "Oh yeah, I forgot," Kasey giggled.  "I'm supposed to ooh and ahh over
it and how beautiful it is and how delicious it looks and how it's so huge
it would tear me apart if you fucked me.  I can start over.  You like a
bimbo voice?  High-pitched little girl voice?  Low and sultry?  Country
girl?"

   "You're unbelievable," Jerry smiled.  "Just stroke it.  No fake
compliments necessary.  But I do like that southern belle voice."

   "I kind of hide it sometimes," Kasey said with her sexy little southern
drawl.  "But I'm from Tennessee originally, so it comes natural."

   "I like it," Jerry said, watching her hands go to work on his cock.

   "I know you don't want me to suck it, but we need some moisture," Kasey
said.  "OK if I spit on it?"

   Jerry nodded that it was OK.

   Kasey pursed her lips and spit on his shaft, then spit again on the
head. Then she started working the saliva up and down his cock, making it
slick and shiny.  Jerry loved the feel of her hand on him.  She was right,
her grip was firm and her skin soft.  It wasn't the pure pleasure of a
blowjob or a tight pussy, but it was a hell of a lot better than his own
hand.  She looked so damn cute with her hands on him and that blowpop still
stuffed between her lips.  She had a smile in her eyes as she looked up at
him.

   "Oh shit," he said suddenly.  "You gotta stop.  Someone's coming."

   Kasey gave him a couple of more tugs until she heard the door, then
pushed his cock back in his pants, positioning the hard shaft down the leg
of his pants and slowly sliding the zipper back up as he greeted his
customer.  She looked up at him with pouty lips like a child who just had
her favorite toy taken from her.  She finished the blowpop and tossed the
stick in the trash and otherwise knelt quietly out of view like a
well-trained puppy.

   The customer was just a woman picking up an order that Jerry had already
prepared.  The whole transaction was over in less than five minutes.  The
second the door closed, Kasey pulled Jerry's zipper back down and was happy
to see he was still semi-erect.  A bit more spit and a few strokes had him
fully hard again.  She worked his shaft with her right hand, keeping her
eye on his big mushroom head, looking for some drops of pre-cum.  With her
left hand, she cupped and fondled his balls.  Jerry was now leaning on the
counter, both hands on the tabletop, arms straight, eyes trained on the
parking lot and all other attention focused on the pleasure Kasey was
providing him.

   "Hey," she said, getting his attention.  She pointed to the head of his
cock, where pre-cum was now dribbling out.  "OK, if I clean up this mess?"
she winked.  He nodded and she scooped up the liquid in her fingers and
then put her fingers in her mouth, hollowing her cheek as she exaggerated
her sucking.  "That's good stuff," she smiled.  She put both hands back on
him, one gripping the base of his shaft while the other worked his head. 
She ran her fingernails over the tip and tickled the underside, teasing
him, bringing him to the edge.  She could tell he was getting close.

   "Oh no, stop, stop," he said suddenly.  "It's my wife!"

   But Kasey didn't stop.  She kept teasing him.  The door opened and she
gripped the base of his cock tightly, like a cock ring, keeping him hard
but not allowing him to cum.  She kept scraping her fingernails lightly on
the head, hypersensitive now, pulsing, ready to shoot his load.

   "Hey honey," Jerry said, his voice shaky.

   "Hi dear," Judy said.  "It was slow at the other shop so I closed up a
little early.  Thought I'd come over and see if you could use a hand."
Kasey heard the word hand and gave him a firm squeeze as if to say, "This
is the only hand you need.  Get rid of her."

   "Thanks, dear," Jerry said, praying Judy wouldn't come around the
counter.  He was pissed that Kasey didn't stop and zip him up.  He should
never have trusted the little bitch.  This was all just a game to her. 
"Actually, I just finished an order.  It's pretty slow, as you can see.  I
just need to close up."

   "I see a car out there with some people in it," Judy said, referring to
Mick, Harry and the crew.  "Have they already been in?"

   "Yeah, uh, yes," Jerry said, stammering as Kasey rubbed her finger nails
across his balls.  "They ordered these three arrangements here.  I'm sure
they will be leaving soon."

   "Well, why don't I stay and help you finish," Judy offered.

   "No, no, dear, you've had a long day," Jerry said, trying hard to stand
still while Kasey teased his cock and balls.  "Why don't you go home and
order us a pizza and I'll pick it up on my way home."

   "That sounds nice," Judy said.  "Don't worry about making a big mess. 
Just finish and come on home."

   Jerry had no idea that Judy's words deliberately had a double meaning.
She didn't know exactly what Kasey was doing, but she knew he was liking
it. Judy was surprised that it didn't bother her.  She had told them to
come tease her husband.  She hadn't expected this outcome, necessarily, but
she found the idea of sharing him with another woman exciting.  She wasn't
jealous, probably because she knew Kasey wasn't trying to steal Jerry nor
was she trying con him.  It was all part of her education.  It was odd,
yes, but also fun in a way to see her husband so flustered.  He was so
cute, trying to act like nothing was going on.  He was a terrible liar, and
that was comforting to her.

   She leaned over the counter and gave him a peck on the lips.  She was
pretty sure she could hear Kasey breathing and could hear the slick sound
that she assumed was a handjob or blowjob or some combination.  Judy left,
knowing that her husband was happy and surely relieved that she was gone.

   "Fuck, that was close," Jerry said as the door closed.  "What the hell
is your problem?  You were supposed to zip me up."

   "Sorry, Jerry," Kasey said.  "I just couldn't let this big thing go. 
Plus, it was fun watching you squirm."

   "Well, I'm going to watch you now," Jerry said.  "Lock the door so we
get no more surprises." Kasey started to get up but he tapped the top of
her head with his cock.  "No, no, slut.  You like being on your knees so
much?  You crawl over there.  Slow and slinky, like a cat.  Show me that
ass you've been flaunting.  "

   "Ooh, I like the bossy Jerry," Kasey teased.  "Yes sir!  Or should I
call you master?  Or daddy?"

   "Sir is fine," Jerry said, frustrated that she seemed to get happier the
angrier he got.  Kasey started crawling toward the door, slowly, with long
motions of her legs to accentuate the curves of her ass and also to pull
the dress high up on her hips.  "Yeah, that's it, nice and slow.  Mmm, my
god that is a perfect little ass you have."

   "Thank you, sir," Kasey smiled over her shoulder.  "You thinking you
want something besides my hands wrapped around that cock?"

   "I've been thinking that since you walked in," Jerry confessed.  "But
I'll just enjoy the view."

   "Aw," Kasey said, sticking out a pouty lip as she turned the lock on the
door and started back toward him.  She didn't have her ass to mesmerize him
now, so she locked her eyes on his and slinked back to him.  "I have lots
of holes to play with, you know."

   "I know that," Jerry said.  "And if I wasn't happily married, I would
play with all of them.  Hard."

   "Mmm, do tell," Kasey said.  "Would you stretch out my little holes with
that big cock?"

   "Fuck, you sure know how to tease," Jerry said.  "Yes, yes, I would ream
your ass and make your little pussy cream and I would have my cock so far
down your throat I'd feel your tonsils on my balls."

   "Shit, I don't think that's possible, but I like the sound of it," Kasey
grinned.  She was back in front of him know, kneeling, his cock at eye
level.  "Well, sir, since you're too good of a man to ream my holes, how
would you like me to take care of you?  This cock is not as noble as you
are, sir.  It's demanding attention.  I don't think it cares so much about
the right or wrong of it, do you?"

   "But it's my cock and I care," Jerry said.  "So wrap your hands around
it and do the job."

   "Of course, sir," Kasey said.  She started stroking him again, feeling
his hard shaft and watching his mushroom head.  He was in desperate need of
release.  She was surprised at how much she was enjoying this.  She didn't
really feel that nervous.  Diving all in from the start had worked. 
Granted, this was a fairly controlled environment.  She knew she couldn't
have done what Megan did at that carnival.  That just seemed so extreme to
her.  But she was learning, she reminded herself.  It had only been a
couple of days and she was gaining confidence.  "When you cum, where do you
want it to go, sir?"

   "In your slutty mouth," Jerry spat without thinking.

   "Really?" Kasey grinned.  "You going to take the long shot and see how
good your aim is?  Or do you just want to go for the sure thing with the
slam dunk?"

   "Fuck," Jerry said.  "Why do you have to make things so complicated? 
You're right, if my cum is going in your mouth, you might as well suck it
out.  More enjoyable and cleaner."

   "So, you want ..."

   "Yes, suck my cock, you hot little tramp," Jerry said.  "Let's see if
you're the real deal or just a cock tease who can't back it up."

   "I'll do my best, sir," Kasey smiled.  Then she decided one last teasing
comment was in order.  "Although, I don't think I can get your balls far
enough in my throat for you to feel my tonsils."

   "Ugh, you're such a little brat," he sneered, putting his fingers in her
mouth.  "I'm gonna fuck your throat raw.  You might not have tonsils by the
time I'm done with you."

   "Hmm, seems I've bitten off more than I can chew, huh?" Kasey said after
he took his fingers out.  "If my throat is gonna be raw, maybe you can
soothe it with a nice, thick warm liquid of some kind?"

   Jerry had enough of the bratty little tease that Kasey was presenting
herself as.  He pushed the head of his cock in her mouth and she wrapped
her lips around him.  He felt her tongue flicking back and forth across the
tip.  He saw her cheeks hollow and her eyes lock on his.  This girl wasn't
just a tease.  She knew exactly what she was doing.  "Oh, yeah, that's
good, baby," Jerry groaned.  She winked at him and sucked harder.  He
wanted to skull-fuck her, to teach her a lesson for being such a naughty
girl and almost getting him caught.  But she was just too hot and he had
been edging for too long.  He wasn't going to last.  He pulled out and
pushed his balls against her mouth.  She licked them and sucked on them
while he held his shaft, trying not to cum.  But it was happening way too
fast.  He put his cock back in her mouth just as he started to cum, thick,
creamy hot bolts of jism splashed on her tongue and slid past her tonsils
and down her throat.

   She sucked and swallowed in an eager manner that told him that her
teasing, bratty attitude was merely an act, a front for hot young woman who
genuinely liked being on her knees, doing what she was doing now.  She
wanted to please him.  He could see it in her eyes and feel it in her lips.
That was hotter than her dress, her ass, her playful licking of the blowpop
and her naughty handjob combined.

   Kasey swallowed it all, smacking her lips when he was done.  "All clean,
sir," she winked.  "Nothing to clean up before you close the shop."

   "Not a drop," he grinned, zipping up his pants.  "I appreciate that. 
You're a naughty tease, but you're also a really good girl, aren't you?"

   "Probably so," Kasey said.  "You're a really nice man, but also like to
fuck a girl like she's a slut every now and then don't you?"

   "Probably so," he smiled.  "I guess we're both more than a label.  I
hope I treated you with the proper respect."

   "You did, Jerry," Kasey said.  "You were a gentleman.  I practically had
to beg you and dare you to fuck me.  You're a good man.  Your wife is very
lucky.  Don't worry, she will never know about this from me and I will
never interfere with your marriage again.  I'm sorry if I was in the wrong
to do so today."

   "No, you were right," Jerry said.  "Judy is an amazing woman.  I would
never have a true affair with her.  But this, well, it was just an
encounter.  An excellent one.  But just one.  Never again."

   "Good bye, Jerry," Kasey smiled.  "And thank you." She walked out the
door with a spring in her step.  She was so happy at how she had performed
and how well things had turned out.  She just hoped Mick and Harry would
approve of her tactics, which were much less submissive than she had been
trained so far.

   She opened the car door, surprised to see Megan on her knees on the seat
sucking Jackson's cock.  "You'll have to ride up front on my lap," Harry
said.  "She's been slurping on his cock ever since he got back in the car.
Kid's got some stamina after all the times you two have fucked him today."

   Kasey got in the front seat, climbing into Harry's big lap.  She had to
wrap her arms around his neck and extend her legs across the seat, her feet
resting in Mick's lap.  "Careful with those heels," Mick said.  He pulled
them off her feet rather than risk a heel digging into his balls.  Her
little bare feet rested in his lap while they sat in the car, listening to
Megan's steady sucking.

   "So, you guys heard everything through the phone, right?" Kasey asked.

   "Yes, we sure did," Harry said.  She felt a bulge against her ass but
wasn't sure if that was his cock, his belt buckle or just his chubby beer
belly.

   "Did I mess up?" Kasey asked.  "I mean, I called him by his first name
and kind of made him do what I wanted instead of the other way around."

   "It's good that you recognize that," Harry said, putting his hand on her
belly and the other hand on one breast, squeezing it through her dress. 
"Yes, you surprised us but you also impressed us.  What made you act like
that?"

   "I don't know," Kasey said.  "I was really nervous.  I just couldn't be
really flirty and sexy and yet timid and pretending like I didn't know what
I was doing.  Plus, from what Judy said, I figured he was a nice guy who
would have to be more than just teased.  But I was so afraid I was messing
up the whole time and making you mad."

   "We were surprised," Mick said, rubbing her bare feet and sliding his
fingers between her toes.  He could tell she liked how it felt.  He liked
how it felt having her feet and ankles rubbing against his crotch.  "But we
weren't angry.  You just skipped ahead a couple of chapters in our lesson
book.  You skipped addition and went straight to long division."

   "I don't get it," Kasey said.

   "He means you figured out how and advanced version of what we're
training you to do," Harry said.  "We want you to learn how to anticipate
what a man not only wants, but also needs.  You know we all want sex and
you're learning how to tease and be submissive.  That's kind of the first
lesson because it's the basis for everything else.  But you took the next
step.  You realized Jerry would need more than teasing and a submissive
vibe.  You had to take control and actually make him want to dominate you.
That's next-level slut work right there."

   "Thank you," Kasey beamed.

   "How you doing back there, Jackson?" Harry called as he stuck his hand
inside Kasey's dress and squeezed her tits.

   "Never better," Jackson said.  "She just doesn't stop."

   "She's committed to her craft," Mick nodded.  "You think you can cum in
the next 10 minutes or so?"

   "Hell yeah," Jackson said.  "I'm getting close."

   "Good," Mick said.  "We're off to the next place.  Don't cum until we
get there.  We have a plan."

   Megan heard the word "plan" and smelled trouble.  The first two stops
had been too tame.  The punishment for cumming without permission had not
been severe enough yet.  They couldn't have known Judy and Jerry would be
so nice.  She feared they were going to make sure the next stop was more of
a challenge.  And she would be the one paying the price for both of them.
She supposed it was only fair.  She had asked for all of this when she
tricked the guys.  It was what she wanted.  Kasey, on the other hand, had
fallen into this.  She had asked for none of it, planned for none of it. 
Sure, she seemed plenty eager now, but just a couple of days ago she was
still totally naïve while Megan was busy spending a day on a cum diet.  It
was fair that she be the one held to a higher standard and forced to set an
example for her friend.  Still, she felt her tummy rumbling.  Not from
hunger but from fear and nervousness.  Maybe Jackson would finally cum and
his semen would help calm her belly.

   While Megan and Jackson kept going, Mick pulled his cock out of his
pants and put it between Kasey's bare feet.  "Just move your feet and do
your best," he said.  Kasey started stroking his cock with the bottom of
her foot, then pinned it between her feet, moving them slowly, careful not
to kick his balls.

   "That feels nice," Mick said.  "Just warm it up a little."

   "Yeah, you can move your ass around a little for me," Harry said.  He
pulled his cock out and rubbed it between her thighs.  Mick started the car
and they drove slowly to their third and final stop of the evening.  It was
getting late, but they had checked and the place was still open.

   Mick parked in a dark corner of the lot, which had two other cars parked
in it.  "OK, here's the deal," Mick said.  "Megan, listen while you suck.
Kasey just took a big step forward at the last stop.  Now it's your turn,
Megan.  You will order the final three arrangements with a similar thank
you message that you dictate to the clerk.  If it's a man, you will flirt
and tease and make sure you address his needs.  If it's a woman, well, that
might be worse."

   "Why would it be worse?" Kasey asked the question on behalf of Megan,
who had a mouthful of cock.

   "Because a woman might not understand as well why Megan would come in
half dress and covered in cum," Mick said.

   "Covered in cum?" Kasey said, eyes wide.  Megan's eyes - and mouth -
were wide too.  One out of necessity, the other out of shock.  They were
going to send her into public with cum visible on her body?  This was
public humiliation at a whole new level.  Now, she understood the plan and
the punishment.  Was she up for this?  Not at all.  Would she do it anyway?
She knew that she would.  She wouldn't just be letting Mick and Harry down
if she didn't.  She would be letting Kasey down, who had trusted her and
stood with her when no one else would.  And she would be letting herself
down.  She didn't plan this week to get halfway through it and stop.  If
this is what Mick and Harry said needed to be done, she would do it.  She
only hoped she could be as bold as Kasey had just been at the last shop.

   Mick, Harry and Kasey got out of the car.  Mick opened the back door on
the driver's side.  He had Jackson and Megan get out on that side so the
car was between them and the front of the shop.

   "You ready?" Mick asked Jackson.

   "Yes, sir," he said.

   "Good, fire when ready," Mick laughed.  He and Harry stood to the side
and instructed Kasey to kneel down and suck their cocks, getting them
primed to dump their loads on Megan's face as well.  The guys took turns
with her mouth while they watched Megan work on Jackson.  He was stroking
his cock while she sucked on his balls.

   "Any particular place I should aim for?" Jackson asked.

   "Nope, anywhere on her face, hair, ears - wherever you like," Mick said.
"You can get some on her clothes too, if you want.  It will all show up. 
We're just making it clear to anyone who sees her that's not only a slut,
but that she's our property."

   "So, we're marking our territory?" Jackson asked, grunting as his cum
began to spill out once more.  He didn't have as much volume as his earlier
efforts, but he still blasted a couple of long white streams across her
cheeks and forehead, then tapped the last drops on the tip of her nose
before wiping his cock across her tits, leaving a white streak on her
dress.

   "Yes," Harry said.  "We are marking our territory, reminding Megan that,
even when we're not around, her body belongs to us.  We might tell her to
use that body to satisfy a stranger, like Kasey did with Jerry.  Or we
might tell her to tease all she wants, but save the pleasing for us, as is
this case this time."

   "I like it," Jackson said.  "Man, it would have been so cool to have
been dating Megan in high school and cum all over her every day before
school."

   "That's the idea," Mick said.  "You got a hot piece of ass ready to
kneel down for you like these two do, you show them off but you also keep
that leash tight on your property.  You only share if and when you want
to."

   "But their beauty should be a gift for everyone," Harry added.

   "Look but don't touch," Jackson nodded, zipping up his pants.  "I get
it."

   He stepped away and Harry took his place in front of Megan, who wrapped
her lips around his cock, which was slick with Kasey's spit.  Kasey,
meanwhile, now gave Mick her undivided attention.  Harry came first, but
Mick was right behind him.  Harry nailed Megan in the nose, cheeks and chin
with his thick wads of cum.  Mick stood behind her and poured his cum into
her dark hair.  They gave her moment to collect herself, then she stood up
slowly, cum now dripping into her ears and onto her dress.  None of them
had packed a massive load since the girls had been so diligently draining
their balls all week, but she was a sticky, gooey mess nonetheless.  The
white cream stood out against her dark hair, tanned skin and dark dress. 
It was impossible not to notice that it was all over her.

   "Show time," Harry nodded, slapping her on the ass as she started toward
the store entrance.

   Megan was on her own now, 100 feet of pavement to gather her thoughts
and prepare for whatever awaited inside the shop.  She didn't mind the cum
on her.  It was warm in the cool evening air and she was happy to be
wearing it for them.  In some ways, she liked wearing it more than
swallowing it.  While their cum diet training had worked in terms of
getting her to enjoy the act of swallowing a fresh load, there was
something more exciting and sexy about having it all over her.  It was
taboo and naughty and for the whole world to see.  That was the part that
was hard for her come to grips with - was she looking forward to being seen
like this or dreading it?  Such diverse reactions, both legitimate, duking
it out in her tummy, which churned with butterflies but not cum.

   The guys had told her not to touch the cum or brush it away - just to
let it drip if that's what it wanted to do.  But they didn't have to tell
her that.  She knew that would have ruined the lesson.  And, even though
she knew that many of the things the guys had done this week had been for
their own pleasure more than her education, she was still intent on
treating every minute of this week as a learning experience.  It had been
her goal when she first started thinking about this and there was no reason
to divert from that now.  She had actually learned a great deal already,
though she had to admit it was less about the how to do things like suck
cock or fuck properly and much, much more about the mindset and attitude
involved.  It was about understanding what the man wanted and why.  That's
what she had learned most so far.  She was struggling to understand the
desired to mark their territory, but she realized it was part of the
training.

   The only way to learn the lesson was to complete it.  She opened the
door.

   There was a young woman at the counter.  She was wearing a t-shirt with
the shop's logo on it and a pair of jean shorts with tennis shoes.  She had
long, autumn colored hair and a pretty smile.  She was tall and slender.

   "Hi!" the girl said in a bubbly, high-pitched voice.  She had a name
badge that said her name was April.  "How are you this evening?"

   "I'm good," Megan smiled back.  "How are you?"

   "I'm great!  I'm April.  Can I help you with something?"

   Megan introduced herself explained what she needed, well aware that
April was carefully studying her face and dress.  The girl was smiling so
Megan decided to get it over with.  "Is there something wrong?" Megan
asked.

   "Oh, no!" April replied.  "I'm sorry if I was staring.  I just really
like your makeup.  I've never seen anything like it.  You mind if I ask who
makes it?"

   "Men make it," came a snarling voice.  Megan turned and saw a man emerge
from the back of the shop.  He was also tall and slender, young, but older
than April.

   "What do you mean?" April asked.  "Uh, Megan, this is my big brother
Al."

   "Hello, Al," Megan said, extending her hand.  Al refused to shake it.

   "That was rude," April said.

   "It's OK," Megan said.

   "I'm not shaking her hand," Al said.  "I'm not touching her.  You see
what's all over her?"

   "Her makeup?" April asked.

   "Good lord you're an idiot," Al said.  "It's not makeup.  It's jism. 
Cum.  Sperm.  Get it?"

   April looked at him blankly and Megan could see that no, poor April did
not even come close to "getting it".

   "Fuck," Al said angrily.  "Some guy jerked his penis and shot cum all
over her."

   April looked at Megan, who nodded that Al was correct.

   "Oh my," April said.  Her surprise was just that - genuine surprise. 
She didn't seem disgusted like Al did.  Just surprised, like a child seeing
fireworks for the first time.  Poor April's mind was blown away.  Megan
liked her instantly.  And disliked Al intensely.  He didn't need to be so
mean to his little sister or so judgmental toward Megan.

   "Well, I still think it looks good," April said, as if, after careful
consideration, these new facts hadn't changed her mind.

   "I bet you do," Al said.  "You want some guy to cum all over you so you
can look like this slut?"

   "That's very mean, Al," April said.  "I'm so sorry, Megan.  Al, why
don't you leave so I can help Megan with her order?"

   "Fine with me," Al said.  "I don't want to be around trash like this
anyway."

   Megan would have been hurt by such harsh words except that, having seen
Al's treatment of his sister, she knew that she would be taking nothing the
man thought, said or did seriously.  He didn't show them respect, so she
didn't respect him.  It made her realize the difference between genuine
dislike and judgement that men like Al held in their hearts versus the
appreciation that Mick, Harry and the others showed for her and Kasey even
while they were using them for their own pleasure.  They had never talked
to Megan and Kasey with such disdain.  Megan was happy to see Al go away,
leaving her and April smiling awkwardly at each other.  Megan could feel a
glob of sperm hanging from her earlobe and wondered when it would drop.

   "I'm so sorry about all that," April said.  "I think the, uh..."

   "Cum," Megan smiled, nodding.

   "Yes, the cum looks lovely," April smiled.  "It glistens on your skin.
It makes you glow.  You look lovely."

   "Thank you," Megan said.  "You're so sweet.  How are you two related?"

   "Not my fault," April giggled.  "Uh, well, let's get your arrangements
put together."

   April started cutting flowers and putting them in vases while Megan
watched.  April was very sweet and treated Megan like any other customer.
She was definitely like her brother, who came back a few minutes later.  He
noticed the cum hanging from Megan's ear.

   "That's fucking disgusting," he snarled.  "If you're in my shop, the
least you can do is wipe that shit off your face."

   "Of course," Megan said.  "I'm sorry it offends you.  Do you have a
towel I can use?"

   "Fuck no," Al said.  "You aren't using our stuff.  I see your black
panties under that dress.  Use those."

   "Al..." April said.

   "This is my store, April," Al said.

   "Our story, you mean," she corrected.

   "Well, it's half mine and I don't want jizz all over everything."

   "Then you shouldn't jerk off in the back all the time," April said.  Al
raised his hand as if to hit her.

   "Wait, wait," Megan said quickly.  "I agree.  I'm sorry.  This is not my
store and it was rude of me to come in here like this.  I will use my
panties to clean my face.  Just please relax."

   "Let me see you do it, then," Al grinned.

   "You want to watch me?" Megan asked, acting surprised even though she
wasn't.  "You want me to take off my panties in front of you?"

   "Shy all the sudden, huh slut?" Al teased.  "You're all cocky and slutty
until it comes time to put up or shut up."

   "I just don't feel comfortable -"

   "You don't feel comfortable taking your panties off but you feel
comfortable flashing your tits and ass and a face full of fucking cum?!"Al
said, his voice grow loud and angry again.

   "You're right, you're right," Megan said, holding up an open palm to
calm him down.  "Just relax.  I'll take the off while you watch.  Then I
will clean my face while you watch."

   "Obedient," Al smiled triumphantly.  "Just the way a slut should be."

   "I'll be obedient in your store," Megan smiled, reaching under her dress
to pull down her thong.  "But just so you know, it was the guys who were
obeying me when they came on my face."

   "Guys?  Plural?" Al said.

   "You think one guy produced all this?" Megan laughed.  "Yes, plural.  I
told them to cum on me and they did."

   Megan stood up, holding her tiny thong.  "Shall I start cleaning up?"

   "Yes," Al said lustily.  "Wipe it all off.  Fuck, I'm surprised a whore
like you even wears panties.  Sure don't wear a bra."

   "I wear what I want," Megan said, well aware she was much more defiant
than she would ever be with the guys.  She hoped she wouldn't be in
trouble. She was taking her cues from Kasey, though, who had been so fun
and confident with Jerry.  This was not fun, but Megan would not be
intimidated by this jerk.  Howard, the man on the Ferris wheel a couple of
days ago, had been disrespectful and demeaning and she had taken it out of
fear and a lack of confidence.  She realized she would probably be feeling
fear now if not for the presence of April, whose naivetÃ(C) made for a
friendly, calming presence.

   There wasn't much cloth to wipe her face with, but Megan held the little
triangle that had just covered her pussy and wiped it on her face, trying
to collect as much of the slowly drying cum as she could.  She wiped her
face and chin and neck, then her ears.  She didn't bother with her dress.
The cum there had already soaked in.  Likewise, the cum in her hair was
there to stay until she showered and washed it properly.

   "Happy now?" she asked with an intended bratty tone.  She really wanted
to get under his skin the way he had hers.

   "Just throw those things away and get out of here," Al said.

   "She can't leave yet," April said.  "She needs to write her cards for
these flowers."

   Megan threw her cum-soaked thong in the trash can Al indicated and then
turned to April, "Oh dear, my hands are a little messy.  Would you mind
writing them for me, April?"

   "Of course not!" April smiled.  "What would you like to say?"

   Megan smiled naughtily at Al as she stepped toward the counter.  She
gave April the names for each card, then told her to write the same thing
on each one, "Thank you so much for helping with my car wash.  Your
donations were so appreciated.  Thanks to you, my wardrobe got the upgrade
it needed.  And thank you so much for the delicious snack.  Your cum was so
yummy!  It was so refreshing and tasty.  Your little sperm in my belly gave
me so much energy.  Hugs and big wet kisses, Megan."

   "That's so sweet!" April beamed as she wrote the note.

   "Sweet?" Al scoffed.  "Don't encourage this slut."

   "That's really mean," April scolded in her unintimidating voice.

   "It's OK," Megan waved it off.  "I'm not determining my self-worth based
on his opinion."

   "OK?" April said, looking at her blankly.  Megan realized the poor girl
didn't understand what she meant.

   "I don't care what he thinks," Megan said, dumbing it down for her.

   "No one does!" April giggled.

   "Watch your mouth, or I'll leave you to run this place by yourself," Al
snarled.  "We both know how that would go."

   "I think she would do great," Megan said.

   "Yeah, like I care what you think, either," Al said.  "You're good for
one thing and one thing only."

   "Gee, first time I've heard that," Megan scoffed.  She noticed April's
blank expression.  The poor girl was lost.  "He thinks I'm only good for
sex."

   "I bet you are good at it!" April said in a high-pitched
cheerleader-level outburst of enthusiastic support.  Megan couldn't help
but smile.

   "I've received a few compliments," Megan shrugged.  "It's not the only
thing I'm good for, but yeah, I get the job done."

   "Care to put your money where your mouth is?" Al said.

   "What do you mean?"

   "Show me how good you are.  Make me cum in less than 10 minutes and I
won't charge you for these flowers."

   "And if I don't?"

   "You pay for the flowers and you sleep with me tonight."

   "Deal," Megan smiled.  She instantly regretted it, knowing she couldn't
leave with him tonight.  She had backed herself in a corner.  She would
just have to get the job done.  Fast.  "Clock starts when you are naked and
your dick is hard."

   "Deal," Al grinned.  He locked the door and turned off the sign on the
storefront.  He stood in front of her and pulled down his pants.  April
looked on, wide-eyed.  "Start the clock, April."

   "You're not hard yet," April said, shaking her head.

   "Thank you, April," Megan smiled.  She put his hand on his soft cock. 
"Need a hand?"

   "You're going to need two in a minute," Al said.

   "Ooh, too big for one hand, huh?" Megan smiled.  "I hope it's not more
than a mouthful."

   "If you choke, I'm not apologizing," Al grinned.  "Like I said, put my
cock where your mouth is."

   He was getting hard fast now and Megan knelt in front of him.  She
pulled on his average-sized prick a couple more times, then turned and
nodded to April, who started the timer on her phone.  Megan was trying to
do what she thought the guys would want her to do.  Despite Al's attitude,
she felt like they would want her to tend to the needs of a hard cock per
her training.  It had been fun to taunt the guy and put him in his place
for treating her and April so rudely, but now she was in her place - on her
knees with a hard cock pointed at her face.  She really didn't like Al and
she was tired and ready to be done with this day.  Sucking his cock did not
appeal to her.  But she had made a bet and the competitor in her was
determined to win that bet.  Yes, he would win regardless by getting the
blowjob, but she would gain her own private victory if she could make him
cum fast enough.

   Despite her outward arrogance to Al and April, she didn't really know
how quickly she could get him off.  If he was used to just jerking off as
April had teased, then Megan's touch should be a welcome change that would
get him there faster.  But if he had jerked off recently, he might have
considerable staying power.  Plus, with April in the room, who knew if that
was a turn on or detractor for him.  In athletics, she had always prided
herself on preparing for her opponents and scouting them before the match,
but she knew so little in this situation.  But it boiled down to her
putting her mouth to work for this man's erect cock.  She knew she could
get him off.  Really, it was the clock - not the cock - that was her
opponent.

   "Never met a cock I couldn't lick," she laughed to herself.  She looked
up at him instinctively now, locking eyes and winking as she wrapped her
lips around his head.  He smiled down at her triumphantly, as if he had won
a prize.  It was sort of flattering to be viewed that way, really, like
your presence was a prize, a treat, a trophy.

   Megan's tongue went to work now, twirling around the head, then sliding
along the shaft.  She kept her hands behind her back while she nuzzled his
balls and the base of his shaft, then went back down on him.  She wasn't
sure how much time she had but she didn't look.  She focused on him, his
eyes, his cock.  The task was the same, clock or no clock.  It was a task -
this wasn't fun sex.  But as tasks went, there were worse ones than cock
sucking, Megan thought.  She lacked confidence in many areas, but in one
short week she had become a very confident cocksucker.  Was there room for
improvement?  Of course.  But she knew she could lick, kiss, suck and slurp
on a big dick with plenty of skill and genuine eagerness.  She took pride
in her work.  It was an odd way to look at it, but it was the truth.  This
was her job at the moment, and she wanted to do her best.

   The look on Al's face told her that he was enjoying the experience very
much.  His hands ran through her hair and she laughed inwardly that he had
probably touched some of the cum that had dried in it.  It was funny only
because of his disgust at her cum-covered face.

   "Time?" Al grunted toward April.  Megan didn't hear April's response but
Al groaned and Megan realized that April had probably held up the phone for
him.  She also realized from his response that she was probably winning. 
He was getting close and was realizing he wouldn't last long enough to win
the bet.  Her coach had always taught her that when she had an opponent on
the ropes, to finish them off.  She decided to finish Al off.  He was
trying to slow down, but she pushed her head all the way down on him,
flicking her tongue on his shaft.  She felt him deep in the back of her
mouth.  She looked up at him.  He was straining, fighting.  She winked
again.  He came.  Big spurts poured out of his mouth and straight down her
throat.  It was a large gush of cream and she realized he had likely been
holding that in there for a couple of days.  She swallowed, of course,
continuing to lick and suck, happy to see the mixture of ecstasy and defeat
on his face.

   Megan sat back when he was done and looked back at April.  She held up
the phone.  There were still over four minutes left on the clock.  April
smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

   "That was great!" April said.

   "Of course it was," Al said.  "Fucking slut probably eats cum every
day."

   "You have a lovely cock and your cum was yummy," Megan said, taking the
high road.  "I really wasn't sure how much time I had.  It's hard to have a
clock in your head when there's a cock in your head."

   April laughed at her joke.  Al frowned, not liking the bond between
Megan and April nor the fact that Megan hadn't taken his bait.  He loved
her body but was tired of her superior attitude.  He had gotten what he
wanted from this bitch.  It was time for everyone to go.

   He went to the restroom and when he came out, he saw Megan and April
talking and exchanging phone numbers.  "Best friends now, huh?" he laughed.
"You sure know how to pick them, April."

   "She's a nice person," April countered.

   "She's a nice fuck," Al laughed.  "Megan, call me next time you need
some cock."

   "Sure," Megan grinned.  "Next time I have six minutes to spare, I'll let
you know."

   April laughed and Megan waved as she walked out the door, smiling to
herself.  She wasn't sure she had done what she was supposed to do in
there, but she had made it fun.  She would find out soon enough if Mick and
Harry approved.

   She got in the car and Kasey and Jackson high-fived her.  That was a
good sign.

   "Went off script a little bit, didn't you?" Mick said.

   "Yes, sir," Megan said, worried.  "Sorry, sir."

   "Don't apologize," Harry said.  "That was a different circumstance than
you could have expected.  It was pretty odd, the brother and sister.  Why
weren't you more submissive toward Al?  Why didn't you tease him like Kasey
did earlier?"

   "That was my plan, sir," Megan said.  "But he was so disrespectful and
demeaning towards me.  I know I have to accept some of that, but it was
different than when you call me a slut and fuck me.  It doesn't feel mean.
He felt mean, not just to me, but to April too.  I want to submit to you,
daddy, but not to him."

   "Excellent answer," Harry said.  "You're learning.  Submission isn't
blind nor without self-respect."

   "Then why did you suck his cock?" Mick challenged.

   "Because you trained me to take care of hard cocks," Megan said.  "Was
that wrong?"

   "No, baby, that was perfect," Mick said.  "You could have opted out and
we probably would have been OK with it, but I'll give you extra credit for
setting aside your personal feelings and completing the assignment the best
you could."

   "Thank you, sir," Megan smiled.  "I'm sorry I lost the panties.  I will
pay for new ones."

   "Punishment for that will come separately," Harry said.  "But not to
worry.  The punishment's for too little clothing aren't all that severe."
Harry and Mick laughed and Jackson suggested jokingly that she should be
rewarded.

   They drove Jackson home and dropped him off.  Mick and Harry asked about
April.  Megan answered their questions about her appearance, showing them
her social media pictures since they were already friends online.

   "She seemed very nice," Harry said.

   "She was," Megan said.  "I don't know much about her, but she was just
one of those nice people.  She's funny.  She liked to laugh even though I
don't think she understood most of the jokes."

   "Yes, she seemed a little behind," Mick said.  "That's OK."

   Megan wondered why the guys were so curious about April, but she didn't
ask.  Instead, she listened as Mick and Harry explained what they said
would be the final stop of the evening.  They were going to the movie
theater for another meeting with Kasey's dad.

   "Of course," Megan said.  "That doesn't bother you, does it, Kasey?"

   "You're staying in the car," Harry said.  "He thinks it's you again, but
this time it will be Kasey."

   "Wait, what?" Kasey asked.  "He won't go for it once he sees it's me."

   "It's dark in there," Harry said.  "You two are built very similarly. 
He won't hear your voice above a whisper.  He is expecting Megan.  He will
have no reason to think it's not her."

   "Am I supposed to give him a blowjob?" Kasey asked.  She was in shock.
Seeing her dad at the carwash and knowing she had likely swallowed some of
his cum as part of the sperm cocktail was one thing.  Actually engaging in
sexual contact was another.  It was taboo, it was wrong.

   "Yes," Mick said.  "I'm sure you're wondering why, but I think you will
figure it out on your own.  If you don't, we can talk about it afterwards.
Understand?"

   "Of course, sir," Kasey said, understanding fully that she was not to
ask any questions about why.

   "Try not to give it too much thought," Harry said, seeing that her mind
was spinning.  "It's a cock that needs a hole.  Your dad has no girlfriend,
no one to take care of him anymore.  We are all so sorry about your mom."

   "Thank you, sir," Kasey said.

   "This is purely physical," Harry continued.  "Just take care of his
needs.  The rest will work itself out.  Trust me."

   "Of course," Kasey said.  "I trust you, sir."

   Megan gave Kasey some pointers about how and where to find her dad.  She
gave Kasey her phone so she could text her dad from Megan's phone.  They
parked outside the theater.  Kasey took a deep breath, then got out of the
car and entered the theater.  She was shaking, a jumble of nerves reaction
to fear, anxiety and hint of excitement and anticipation.  She bought her
ticket and texted her dad from Megan's phone.  He told her to find him in
the last row, far left corner.  He said there were more people in the
theater this time, but no one within two rows of him.  She responded that
she was on her way and added "can't wait!"

   She entered the cinema and stood near the front, letting her eyes adjust
to the dark.  Then she made her way up the stairs to the last row, far
right.  Sure enough, someone was sitting there.  She could only make out
his shape, but she could tell it was her dad.  As she approached, she moved
quickly towards him, hoping to take away his ability to focus on her
features.

   She leaned toward him and he took her hand and whispered "hello".  She
whispered back and then he pulled her toward him and kissed her on the
mouth.  She felt his tongue in her mouth and offered hers to him as well.
His hands grabbed her waist, then slid to her ass.  He felt her breasts and
rubbed her nipples.  He put his hand between her legs.  She was wet.  He
dug his finger under her thong and touched her pussy, sliding his finger
inside, then pulling it out, smelling it, then licking it.  He kissed her
some more and put her hand between his legs where she felt his hardness
inside his shorts.

   "Time to use that tongue somewhere else," he whispered.

   "Yes, sir," she whispered.

   "Don't you mean daddy?" he corrected.  It caught her off guard for a
moment, then she realized he didn't mean that kind of daddy.

   "Yes, daddy," she whispered.  "Sorry, daddy."

   She knelt in front of him on the theater floor.  His cock was already
out and semi-erect.  She could barely see it, but she could feel it as he
rubbed it against her face and in her hair.  It was getting hard fast.  She
felt the soft mushroom head push against her cheeks and nose.  Then it
touched her lips.  She kissed it.  Then she licked it.  Then she felt it
slide between her lips.  He slid down in his seat, pushing it further into
her mouth.  She tried to push the thought of whose cock this was and focus
on the fact that it was a cock like any other - it looked, felt and tasted
the same.  Its function and purpose were the same and its needs were the
same.  Her dad was like any other man in this sense.  He had needs and
desires and she certainly believed he deserved to have those needs met.

   Her guilt began to recede even as his cock expanded in her mouth.  It
still felt weird, but she was starting to feel proud that she could take
care of him for a change.  He had taken care of her forever, particularly
after her mom's death.  He would do anything for her.  She knew that.  She
would do anything for him too.  He would never have asked for this, but it
was making her happy now nonetheless.  As his balls touched her chin and
his cock fully filled her mouth, she finally landed on why Mick and Harry
had done this.  They wanted to take out the mystery and awkwardness.  After
this night, the barriers would drop, the curious looks and walking on
eggshells would end.  This otherwise innocent blowjob was breaking down the
walls and laying it all out there.  She knew in that moment too that she
was meant to reveal herself to her dad once this was over.  She didn't know
how he would react, but she wasn't scared.  Her dad was a saint and she was
his angel.  That's the way they had always seen each other.  Now, those
titles might be a tad tarnished, but would feel all the more genuine.

   Her reluctance gone, Kasey was all in now, devouring his thick,
delicious pecker, her mouth and throat working hungrily on it.  He was all
in, too, every inch of him inside her, his hands on the back of her head,
pushing her back and forth at his pace, unknowingly fucking his only
daughter's throat.

   To Granderson, fucking his daughter's barely legal best friend was taboo
enough.  But the longer things went on this week, the less guilt he felt.
Megan was a treasure and Kasey was OK with the whole thing.  He would never
hurt her, but he absolutely loved pinning her pretty face to his crotch and
feeling her commit to consuming every inch of him.  Her dedication was
amazing.  He thought briefly about Kasey and wondered if she was learning
the same techniques and using them on the other men.  But he pushed that
thought out of his mind.  His beautiful girl could be and do what she
wanted, but he preferred not to think too much about it.  Seeing her in
skimpy outfits conjured darker thoughts he didn't want to entertain.

   Instead, he wanted to focus on what was happening to his cock right now.
This beautiful young woman was servicing him willingly and eagerly.  She
didn't resist as he gripped her head and pushed her head down on his cock.
She didn't push back as his cock reached the back of her throat.  She
didn't turn her head when he rubbed his cock and balls across her face. 
And she didn't pull away when his cum spilled out of his cock into her
mouth and throat.  Instead, she swallowed and sucked and made sure to
finish the job.  This was something he needed every day.

   Kasey could feel the release and ecstasy spread through her father's
body and that made her happy.  She swallowed every drop of the cum that
represented his ultimate pleasure, warmed by the gift of his sperm and
comforted by the vigorous but caring way he had fucked her mouth.  She was
happy to know that this is how he had probably treated Megan.  She wasn't
surprised that he was an enthusiastic but kind partner, but she also had
never really thought about it.  Megan's safety was just as important to her
as was her dad's happiness.

   Kasey sat back and was about to help him put his cock away when a figure
appeared behind him.  Kasey was afraid they had been discovered, but then
the figure whispered in Granderson's ear, "Let me give you a hand, Mr. 
Granderson." He jumped and turned to see Megan's face right next to his. 
The realization hit even before he looked back and saw his precious Kasey
kneeling in front of him.  Kasey got up quickly and whispered in his other
ear, "It's OK, daddy.  I wanted to do this.  Now we don't have to wonder
any more.  No secrets.  It doesn't need to happen again, but it needed to
happen once.  Right?"

   "Yes, baby," he whispered back.  "Thank you.  I love you."

   "I love you too, daddy," she said.  "I'll text you soon."

   Kasey and Megan left together, leaving Granderson to absorb what just
happened and come to grips with his thoughts and feelings about the future
for him, Megan and Kasey.

   ***

   "How long were you there?" Kasey asked as they walked out of the
theater.

   "Just a couple of minutes," Megan said.  "We just guessed on how long it
would take.  It was good timing.  I'm sorry about surprising you.  I didn't
know they wanted me to do that until after you went in."

   "It's OK," Kasey said.  "I realized why they wanted me to do it and knew
I had to let my dad know it was me.  You just saved me the trouble."

   They got in the car and Kasey thank Mick and Harry for pushing her way
past her comfort zone so she could breach a potential impasse in her
relationship with her father.  "Now I know we can be completely honest with
each other about literally anything," she said.  "I mean, there's nothing
we can ask of one another that will shock or hurt at this point."

   "We knew the only way you could fully invest in this process was to have
any and all questions out of the way with your father," Harry said.  "He's
part of this group.  Just having him tell you it was OK or you tell Megan
it was OK wasn't enough.  The act is done and it said everything that
needed to be said between the two of you."

   "I know it's wrong and I don't want to fuck my dad, but this one time,
it couldn't have been more right," Kasey agreed.

   They drove home, the girls thankful to be done paying for their
transgressions.  All the excitement had left them horny and exhausted. 
Unfortunately, the pleasure denial would continue overnight.

   "Sorry girls," Harry said when they got home.  "You performed well
tonight, but you still broke the rule and came without permission.  So, we
have to make sure you don't try to cheat tonight."

   Thirty minutes later, Kasey lay naked n Megan's bed next to Harry. 
Leather cuffs bound her wrists to her ankles behind her back.  There was a
ball gage in her mouth and butt plug in her ass.  Harry was playing with
her exposed body, manhandling her tits, slapping at her ass and jabbing
fingers into her pussy, only to pull them out before she got too excited.
He was too tired to fuck her again tonight, but he played with her tight,
compact body while his mind and body slowly relaxed.  Then he wrapped his
big arm around her and pulled her tight against him, like a child hugging a
favorite teddy bear, while he drifted to sleep.  Kasey ached from the bonds
and groping, but exhaustion won the battle and she, too, fell peacefully
asleep in his arms.

   The scene was similar in the bedroom of Mr.  and Mrs.  Brandt.  Megan,
also nude, was bound exactly the same way as Kasey.  Mick had her laying on
top of him, his hands cupping her perfect ass cheeks, her face cradled
against his shoulder, her nipples poking against his hairy chest.  He fell
asleep a happy man.  Megan fell asleep, too tired to even try to guess what
tomorrow might bring.