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An Athlectic Event
by Julian (ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com)
***
Two high school students, a girl and boy, are courted
and seduced by a young and horny married couple, one of
whom teaches at the school and the other who works at a
nearby private gym. (MF/mf-teens, ped, 1st, mast, oral,
anal, orgy)
***
She looked for sex everywhere, and masturbated at least
once a day.
Jon could tell that Lauren was a young girl with a lot
of sexual potential. He'd had enough experience with
his students to know with a fair amount of certainty.
He watched all his classes very carefully, boys and
girls both. Not much older than the high school
students he supervised, Jon thought himself very lucky
to land a job in the Athletic Department of this
excellent Westchester school. So many of the students
were fit and beautiful and healthy, all bursting with
adolescent energy—especially sexual energy—in this
upscale New York suburbs.
The boys and girls came from affluent if not actually
wealthy homes. They had so many opportunities. They
took advantage of their privileges. They were sexually
precocious. Jon himself had a similar social
background, growing up in Larchmont, and felt very
comfortable in his situation. Just three years on the
job he'd already had sex with six students. At that
rate he calculated by the time of retirement he would
have enjoyed some 80 students. He figured if he stayed
teaching long enough he might even engage the offspring
of some of his students.
The present class was the best yet, and his roaming
thoughts often settled on Lauren. She was stand-out
beautiful in a pretty beautiful crowd of youngsters.
Lauren might well be innocent, might well be virginal,
he thought, but she was not naïve. He watched the way
she moved, the way she spread her legs, the way she
bent over, noticed the upward thrust of her developed
tits and the way she pushed them forward, watched the
sway of her hips, and noted her choice of revealing gym
outfits. Outside the gym too: skin tight clothing all
the time. She was not inhibited as far as her body was
concerned.
Perhaps she'd already been fucked, or else now so
obviously ready for it. When she walked by she got
noticed. Her manner was dreamy; her eyes were
seductive. She stood very close when speaking to him,
closer than required, held her eyes on his, and never
seemed to entirely close her smiling full lips. An
eager air of expectation was always on her face when
near him. An unspoken invitation in her eyes? Perhaps.
And always, his prick would stir and grow.
Most mornings Jon's wife woke him with a blowjob.
His beautiful wife, only 23. Many men desired her. She
was a knock out in high school and college. Many men
observed the swell off her ass and longed to put their
face deep between her cheeks. Many men watched the sway
of her full tits as she exercised and wanted to apply
their mouth to them. At the beach her slim figure in a
skimpy thong drew jealous admiration from other young
women. He was so lucky: she was sexually compliant for
him. She'd do anything he'd ask. And Jayne wanted sex
often, sometimes as much as three times in one day.
Lately, the morning sucking was especially welcome for
he'd been dreaming a lot about Lauren, and on those
days he gave Jayne larger than usual quantities of
sunrise sperm. Wise woman Jayne, she surmised something
going on at school had his balls working overtime. It
didn't take much to get it out of him, and from then on
Jayne was his personal, make-believe Lauren, always
ready in the morning with her fourteen year old mouth,
her slim, cool teenage ass, offering her tight, young
pussy daily. Student to teacher, mouth to cock, tongue
to asshole, tits to mouth, she begged to be screwed in
the gym, in his car, in his office. She gave him her
thong to sniff on the way home.
She confessed she masturbated every night dreaming of
him. She asked for "special" instruction, and expected
good grades. It was their best running fantasy, liable
to break out anytime. Sometimes, in a restaurant
waiting for their order, Jayne would become Lauren,
pretending her teacher had invited her to an expensive
restaurant expecting to fuck her afterward. His wife
would slip off a shoe and work her foot into his groin,
playing with his cock and balls under the table while
he told her in obscene terms how he lusted after her
cute young body.
Lauren entered the upper school gym before Friday
morning first period to put in an extra half hour on
the horse. She loved the smell of the gym after a week
of vigorous adolescent exercise: it made her pussy
tingle. Just like the smell of her tight jeans when she
skinned out of them and brought the crotch to her nose.
Her pussy tingled a lot because she was only 14, and
her strong libido kept her horny all the time.
Lauren did masturbate, and did think of her teacher Jon
often. In class her eyes closely followed the movements
of his body. It was perfect, the kind of body she found
stimulating: a muscle structure defined on a well
proportioned fame, virtually no body hair to disturb
the clean lines. A tight mass of curly dark hair
crowned a face both cute and manly. His full lips were
designed for kissing and sucking. She imagined how
those lips would feel toying with her hard, jutting
nipples. He had clear, gray-green eyes. He was so hot!
All the foxy girls paid him extra, close attention.
They discussed his body in detail, his manner, his
dress. He was a beautiful specimen of male animal: the
tawny skin sleek and polished, eyes always suggestive
of some misbehavior. His long fingers looked able to
achieve deep penetration. Jon had a flat stomach,
powerful looking legs, always well planted, the inward
curve of his thighs led one's eyes toward his crotch,
which always radiated a strong sexual signal no matter
how he dressed.
Fucking him was a powerful fantasy many of his young
students could barely contain. When he strode around in
those grey spandex exercise shorts he looked the top
stud, the very clear large outline at his crotch made
by the shiny fabric was proof of that. Or him in those
clingy grey gym shorts. Or those snug sweat pants. He
had a big dick, you could tell. All the girls said so.
So, in the darkness of her bedroom at night, her legs
spread wide open, Lauren relived the tension she
acquired from school in general, from seeing him in
particular. When she put her finger there she could
feel her teacher's big cock slowly pushing into her.
That huge dick was so long. She put two fingers in,
then forced three. Its true he was big! Her girlfriends
were right it.
The vision made her so hot she could hardly stand it.
She imagined sucking on those large sensuous lips,
feeling his strong tongue fucking her mouth. Feeling
his balls. Feeling his firm ass in her hands. She would
kiss it. She wanted to feel his lips on that part of
her own body. She would groan with pleasure into the
darkness as she felt his cock fill her mouth, her nose
filled with his musky male scent. She blushed at her
own lust. And then she would finish off with his tongue
on her asshole, right where her greasy finger was
thrust. Her orgasm was always powerful, rolling her
over and curling her body into a tight ball.
Jayne's libido was just as hungry. That's one of the
reasons she sought the job at the athletic club.
Devoted to sports and her own tight body, she openly
admired both male and female young athletes, especially
adolescent boys and girls. She wanted to fuck tight
bodies. Her husband was proof of that. But her roving
eye was always on the lookout for someone to fuck in
addition to Jon, and the gym was the perfect place,
given her tastes.
There, she worked hard and rose quickly to assistant
manager, which gave the freedom to roam the facilities
and enjoy the stimulation produced by observing the fit
bodies of the clientele. The neighborhood around the
gym was filled with active educated professionals just
starting careers. They were into fitness as a way of
impressing others and enjoying a more intense sex life.
Jayne had no proof, but believed every young married
she encountered was screwing at least one other someone
on the side.
As Lauren was jerking off, so too, Jaz. His 16 year old
equipment was in his hand at bedtime every night while
he reviewed the day's events. School made him so horny.
The queer biology teacher, Mr. Kennedy, again today
rubbed his hand over Jaz's ass. Maybe he should let the
teacher suck him. That other teacher, he didn't know
her name, but she always stopped him in the hall to
make some innocent comment and stood so close to him.
She had a great body for a thirty something and he
started to get hard right there next to her. Then that
twenty-something chick on the bus today going home: her
eyes moving from his eyes, then down to his crotch. She
was really hot! Would she blow him? When she rose to
leave she stood close so he could get a good look at
the way the black stretch pants pressed into her cunt.
But then there was Lauren. Lauren at school.
All he wanted was to eat Lauren's pussy. There was no
other more delicate way to put it. He'd never tasted
pussy but thoughts of Lauren always ended with his
tongue deep between her legs. No matter what else
happened in the day he always ended with Lauren. Lauren
was prime fantasy: she sucking his dick, he lapping her
pussy, his long finger tight into her hot asshole.
Every night she was his girlfriend, his little whore,
his slut, his toy.
If only Lauren could see how big and hard his dick was!
He measured it just about every week and yes, no doubt
it was growing—7 and three quarters inches now—the
length of his two fists with some good amount left
over. She was small but she could probably get most of
it in her mouth, he thought hopefully. With these
visions and many more like them, he came quickly and
generously each night.
Jaz caught Jon's eye the first day he entered the
school gym two years ago. Jon always surveyed his new
students for their abilities and good looks. Boys and
girls got the same scrutiny. Right from the start the
teacher noticed the lump that moved under the denim at
the boys crotch. Jaz, along with several girls, were
marked by Jon for special attention. If nothing else,
their desirability would provide many pleasurable
masturbation fantasies.
It wasn't long before Jaz picked up on his teacher's
interest in him. It aroused his curiosity and flattered
his ego that this older handsome male paid him court.
And more than just curiosity was aroused. During the
many excuses the teacher found to be with him, Jaz's
dick stirred and grew almost without his being aware of
it. But when Jon started to put his arm around the
boy's shoulder in an non-committal way, Jaz was glad
the thong he started wearing recently helped to conceal
his erection. Ninth grade boys were always getting
erections at odd times, and besides, the garment made
his dick look and feel good.
Jaz had some sexual experiences over his sixteen years
that are typical for teenagers boys nowadays. He taught
himself to masturbate when he was about six, an
exciting discovery that led him to share his knowledge
with a few friends. They played with each other's
little hairless dicks and it wasn't long before they
were sucking each other. They would lay on each other
doing dry humping motions. One of the little boys a few
times put his tongue against Jaz's asshole, which they
both liked.
At ten, Jaz was fucked in the ass for the first time, a
favor he eagerly returned upon his buddy. It was all
great fun and just another form of play. He was still
virginal as far as girls were concerned until a cousin
of twelve stayed at his house for a week. He was so
damn cute she just had to hold and play with his
beautiful four inch penis and tickle and kiss his
balls. He fingered her and kissed her cunt and sucked
her nipples. She was the first to praise the beauty of
his sexual equipment, something he soon became
accustomed to hearing from others, boy or girl.
At thirteen he had real sex for the first time with a
neighborhood girl of sixteen. She gave up her virginity
to him and used his five inch cock often over they next
year or so. And boys didn't disappear from his sex life
either. They were more available than girls at this
stage and his handsome looks and beautiful body and
personality made him difficult to resist. From the
eighth grade forward Jaz was more the seducer than the
seduced. His young balls worked overtime to keep up
with his need to cum several times a day.
It was at Jon's suggestion that Jaz started visiting
Jayne's gym. Their conversations at school had slowly
grown more intimate and the boy agreed with the teacher
that more regular workouts and especially swimming
would keep his body tight and make his sexual
activities even more enjoyable.
Jaz was open about his sex life and told Jon almost
everything: his need to masturbate at least once a day,
the blowjobs he got from girl and boy classmates, the
star athletes he admired that gave him erections, the
bodies of the girls he wanted to fuck, the pornography
he liked, names of the girls he had screwed (six of
them)—and, surprise, (but not surprising)—that he, Jaz,
thought Jon's wife incredibly sexy and would love a
chance to fuck her if Jon wouldn't mind.
"You little horny bastard," thought Jon to himself,
"I'll bet my wife would just love the feel of your
seven inch dick." It gave Jon a very rigid erection to
picture Jaz's handsome face between Lauren's soft wide
open thighs. But Jon also felt threatened. What if she
liked his teenage dick better than his older, familiar
one?
Jayne hadn't confessed it to Jon but Jaz was indeed
high on her list of desirable males. They had discussed
Jaz in sexual terms often over the past two years and
had fantasized about him. But Jayne was shy about
telling Jon she really wanted sex with the boy. In her
mind there was no doubt that Jon wanted him: in bed
fucking her at night he would sometimes describe how he
would fuck the boy while she watched. Their sex life
was growing, and she loved it.
In the gym one particular Saturday Lauren asked the
young woman working next her how to adjust one of the
elliptical trainers. Jon overheard the request and took
charge, standing behind and very close Lauren. In the
course of his detailed explanations he was able to
touch her and sensed immediately he could become
bolder. He pressed himself up against her nubile body
while continuing his helpful instructions—repeating the
same thing three times.
She did not break the contact and he took his time as
he explained each step again slowly, time that allowed
his erection to grow to its full stiffness. She must be
able to feel it, he was sure. The few other clients
were not close enough to notice what was going on. If
alarmed, Jon thought, the girl could move away. But no,
incredibly, almost imperceptibly she pressed back so
that the length of his cock nestled into the crack of
her ass.
She felt him so warm and so hard against her and it
thrilled her. Neither of them had a doubt that sexual
overtones were taking place. Boldly, she lifted her
arms and pressed her ass cheeks together so firmly he
felt the onset of an orgasm. It was at that moment
Jayne appeared. He stepped back from the girl quickly,
but his wife saw the condition of his dick and smiled.
Lauren turned and smiled too, and worked the machine
with a happy determination.
After this incident Lauren spent even more time in the
gym. She found many occasions to speak to both Jon and
Jayne, to be near them to linger, and to look at them
and their beautiful bodies.
It was late one Sunday near closing time when Lauren
worked on the parallel bar alone, and Jon arrived as
usual to help his wife close up. His wife told him to
settle in front of the office computer while she
flipped the lock on the door. Jayne brought up a
website she'd discovered and to share with him. They
had some wine. Outside in the gym proper almost all the
regulars had gone.
On the computer screen there was a dog and a girl. The
girl was about Lauren's age. Jayne's hand slipped
between Jon's thighs and palmed his very hot cock and
balls. He opened wider. The dog was being masturbated.
It was a sleek black Doberman. Jayne whispered about
dog dicks and horse dicks and her husband's dick rose
to maximum hardness.
Meanwhile, in the gym, Lauren's practice session had
the usual effect: she was horny. She let the bar come
up between her legs in the special way she invented and
soon her clit was inflamed. She made small rubbing
movements, the same way she did on bicycle seats. In no
time she was wet and picturing a big cock entering that
spot. Meanwhile, the two or three patrons still in the
building finished dressing and left. It was time for
Jayne to lock the entrance and start closing up.
She came upon Lauren in the locker room. The young girl
was naked and reaching for a towel. "How gorgeous"
thought Jayne as her eyes surveyed and lingered over
Lauren's tight and tanned body. Under the sheen of
glowing unblemished skin each muscle moved fluidly. Her
ass was so round and the cleft so deep; her hips flared
sensuously; her tits were small but shaped as if by an
artist, with prominent, jutting nipples. Were they
hard? Her cunt was a clean and perfect slit swollen by
adolescent hormones. To prove puberty had established
itself not long ago there was a triangular wisp of
soft, trimmed hair at that spot.
Jayne was already aroused by watching the porn video in
the office so seeing Lauren like this only added fuel
to an already hot fire. Lesbian love was not out of
bounds for her: she had sucked other girls when she was
Lauren's age and enjoyed it. In high school she had a
"special" girl friend for a awhile who taught her the
joys of long rubber dildos. And college had definitely
been bi-sexual, where she and her beautiful roommate
relieved the long cold nights nestled between each
other's warm thighs.
Now this young girl awakened those memories her.
"Lauren, hon, I'm taking a swim before we close up.
Want to join me?" Jayne's voice was soft and soothing
and casual but in the tone of her invitation there was
a promise of something more.
"Well..." the girl hesitated, looking down her body,
then showing empty palms. A shrug, followed by a heart
melting smile. She had such cute freckles and a lovely
sultry eyes.
"Oh...no problem! I never wear a suit for these
"special" swims. ...Everyone's gone... Cm'on; it'll
feel good." And Jayne pranced off girlishly toward the
pool.
Her mind was racing over all kinds of sexual
possibilities as she patiently tread water waiting for
the girl to appear. She pictured her tongue deep into
the girl's teenage cunt and imagined how sweet and
wonderful it would taste. She saw herself equipped with
a long black strap-on and saw it sink slowly into
Lauren's tender pussy. Then Jon. Yes, Jon. Jon was in
the office probably still enjoying the pornography.
Would he fuck the girl while she watched? Would the
girl watch while husband and wife fucked? Actually, she
wasn't sure she wanted her husband to intrude just yet.
Lauren was new. She must be careful. Maybe she would
only masturbate Lauren. She had to proceed slowly,
taking cues from the girl.
Jayne mulled these thoughts and many more like then
when, shyly and naked, Lauren finally entered the pool
area. The lighting had been cut down to its nighttime
level and the girl emerged from the shadows like a
beautiful doe. "She could give blocks of stone hard-
ons," Jayne thought, "fuck her I will." The girl
motioned to Jayne to come close to the edge of the
pool. Leaning down, her cute face close to Jayne's, she
whispered a giggled out question: "What if your husband
comes in?"
Jayne winked reassurance and whispered back: "My
husband 'comes' all the time, but never 'comes' in
here" she lied. "You're sooo beautiful Lauren! Don't be
shy about your body!" The girl smiled as Jayne
continued: "You're going to give many boys and men wet
dreams. You probably do now!" A critical point. How
Lauren responded to this comment would determine how
Jayne would proceed from here.
Up, up! Lauren stood erect and triumphant, her arms
stretched above her head as if to receive the adulation
of an audience, a blissful smile on her lips, on her
tip toes now, the cheeks of her ass pressed together,
breasts jutting out with hard nipples. She wanted this
to happen! She suspected both Jon and Jayne wanted her,
wanted her body, and she was ready to give it. Then she
dove neatly into the water.
Jayne found her under the surface. She held the girl
lightly at the waist and brought their bodies together.
There was no resistance. "Water baby," thought Jayne,
who held the embrace and allowed them both to drift in
stillness. It was only for moments, but what crucial
moments! Moments that revealed Lauren ready for
seduction. All questions were answered. All doubts
satisfied. There was no turning back. Jayne felt strong
contractions in her pussy and a flood of moisture
there. The young woman slid her hands up the
adolescent's slick body to her firm breasts. The
nipples were so hard. Lauren arched her back and Jayne
for the first time felt the firmness of the girl's ass.
Locked together they reached the surface.
The night bell rang and summoned Jon to the door. There
he found Jaz, who had left the gym a hour ago after
swimming laps. Jaz looked radiant and sexy, more than
usual. "I think I left my watch," said the boy,
noticing Jon's smirky look . As he stepped by Jon
pinched his ass and Jaz looked over his shoulder with a
shy smile. He thought the touch contained an
invitation, just as Jon intended.
As they descended the flight of steps leading to the
pool Jon's body experienced a small, expectant thrill
and premonition: he was certain they would find
something sexual at the bottom of the stairway. Sure
enough, in the dim lighting the bodies were entwined
naked at the pool's edge. Jon recognized his wife ass
immediately but wasn't sure who the other was.
Jon abruptly halted on last step, and Jaz bumped into
him. They watched. There was beautiful Lauren, about
twenty or so feet away, stretched upon her back at the
pool's edge with his wife's gorgeous head between the
girl's widespread thighs. It was a very beautiful
sight. From behind Jon could hear a small sigh escape
from Jaz.
"Nice?" asked Jon, barely able to be heard.
"Damn," said the boy in a whisper, "they're doing...
They're doing it!" He sounded shocked. He knew women
did this. But actual proof still was a bit shocking.
"Shh, let's watch" said the teacher, who knew his wife
and was not at all surprised.
Jaz and Jon grew hard in a matter of seconds and as
they watched Jayne's tongue work upon Lauren's pussy
they each began to rub themselves quietly. Time ticked
by very slowly. The only sounds were sighs and moans
from the girl, the ripple of pool water, and soon,
heavy breathing from Jaz. His teenage libido was so
aroused he shed all caution and hesitation. When Jon
turned to look at the boy he saw him with his shoulders
against the cool tiles, his pelvis thrust forward, his
gym shorts and thong around his sneakers. Jaz's
magnificent cock was in his right hand, and he was
slowly stroking.
The teacher was pleased. He knew it would eventually
come to this. His body was ready, but he held back to
watch Jaz. The boy was beautiful in his sexual arousal,
the attractive muscles at work under the satin smooth,
tanned skin, the slick head of his dick reflecting the
light and Jon was aroused far more than he believed
possible. Even more than he'd been with his wife. The
boy's eyes were closed. Jon dropped to his knees in
front of Jaz and took it into his mouth. It tasted just
as expected: sweet and tangy. Jaz let his hand fall
away and began to fuck Jon's mouth.
Meanwhile at the edge of the pool Jayne's active and
educated tongue raised Lauren to new levels of sexual
consciousness. Swirling through her mind were so many
images of intense sexual performance, blending her
passions and fantasies in rapidly shifting images:
herself in public competition bent over the horse
totally naked, with all eyes on her pussy and breasts
and ass. The erections of the boys and men as they
jerked off watching her. The envious girls in the
stands with their fingers deep into the cunts.
Lauren's libido broke through her inhibitions and
suppressed desires raced onto the surface of her mind.
She saw a handsome naked boy come forward and shove his
large rigid dick into her pussy. She was a virgin and
it hurt but she loved the spectacle they made for the
crowd, some of who were fucking in the stands. Then her
wrists were tied to the rings and any who wished came
forward to lick her and fuck her. Coming. She was
coming. And her orgasm came onto Lauren's tongue.
Jayne lay quietly next to Lauren, pressing her damp
body onto the firm warm skin of the teenager. In the
afterglow of orgasm Lauren sighed and kissed Jayne.
They embraced and smiled and looked into each other's
eyes. Both of them knew they would do this often. No
words were necessary. Over smooth flesh their active
hands spoke all that was necessary. Finger tips
explored all the necessary parts, entered into crevices
and hollows. Lips and tongues became parts energized
with sexual desire.
Eventually Jayne's hands cupped around the checks of
the girl's ass and drew each side apart. Cool air
touched that most intimate, tender central spot causing
a spasm of pleasure along the girl's spine. Then the
cold tip of Jayne's finger was there. Lauren gasped.
Though only fourteen Lauren's responsiveness impressed
the older woman. "How quickly a virgin turns into a
slut" Jayne thought, "like me when I was her age." As
she pushed her finger into that spot she whispered to
Lauren, "Have you ever been fucked in the ass darling?
I love doing it that way."
"No" was the tiny reply.
The sound of soft footsteps broke their concentration.
John approached with two of the gym mats. Without
speaking he lay them quietly next to the girls, removed
his clothing and stretched out on his back. His cock
was magnificent in its rampant hardness. Lauren's eyes
were fixed on it. Jayne moved over his body and took it
into her mouth. Watch, Lauren. This is how to suck
cock. Jayne was an expert at it.
Presently another body joined them. Jaz stretched his
beautiful lithe body behind Lauren and gently wrapped a
hand over one of her breasts. It was as if they had
always done this. They watched the married couple
perform a private pornographic show just for their
horny teenager delight. Stretched on their side across
the mat, Jon behind his wife, his strong cock entered
his wife as deeply as possible.
A few feet away, the boy and girl watched this display,
hungry to learn whatever they could from the older
couple. Jaz's long middle finger entered her virgin
cunt and fucked it slowly. She was so wet and warm. As
Jon and Jayne worked toward orgasm Jayne spread open to
allow still deeper thrusts, her eyes fixed on the
teenagers' glowing faces.
Jayne's husky voice told the boy to "Put it in her. I
want to see it. Shove it up her cunt" she commanded.
And that's what happened. Jaz replaced his long finger
with his long hard cock and deflowered the fourteen
year old girl right in front of them. There was no need
to doubt Lauren's virginity. Her face registered pain,
fear, pleasure, and finally ecstasy, all within a few
minutes. Jaz's orgasm was strong and long.
They rested, but more had to come. Their lust couldn't
be satisfied so easily.
Presently, the girl was told to lie face down on the
mat, her head resting on her folded arms. In that
position her thighs pressed her butt upward, raising
and rounding her cheeks into two beautiful mounds of
firm flesh. She could feel their eyes on that spot. Jaz
was given the pleasure of being first. His teenage
cock, always so quick to go rigid on the slightest
reason, and despite having come in Jon's mouth and in
Lauren's pussy, was so hard now it ached.
For all his youth he knew exactly what to do: he
lowered his face to her ass, spread open her cheeks
with his long brown fingers, and fucked her there with
his tongue. It was animal instinct that lead him there
and he was glad he hadn't resisted the urge. Not only
did he enjoy the warm, moist center to which his lust
led him, he also was proud of the evident pleasure he
was giving the girl, groaning sounds of lust under her
breath. She invented exquisite dirty names for him
which only he could hear, and begged him not to stop.
The watchers did all they could to remain spectators:
Jayne was frigging herself slowly with wet fingers,
occasionally touching her asshole as if to duplicate
the feel of Jaz's beautiful tongue. And Jon. Jon
realized his powerful urge to have Jaz's body. Two
years of suppressed yearning now sought release. Now
was his best chance to fuck the boy. He greased his
rigid cock.
Kneeling behind the boy he took Jaz's beautiful ass in
his hands, enjoying its cool smoothness, delighting in
the firm round cheeks he so admired and lusted after
for two years. For two years he been watching that ass
in snug jeans. His strong hands pressed and rubbed, and
Jon contemplated how his rigid dick would feel deep
inside the boy. Jaz loved it. He moved slightly,
opening his legs more, wordlessly inviting Jon to
explore that spot more. Soon a hard slick finger opened
the boy up.
"His pussy" thought Jon, "fuck him hard." The teacher's
finger prepared the way. Presently he spread the boy
open again and placed the head of his cock where they
both wanted it. Was Jaz a virgin there? Jon didn't
know, but he knew he was going to penetrate the boy as
deeply as possible.
It inflamed Jayne's hungry libido and satisfied her
strong need for sexual trespass to watch Jon's large
long cock sink into the boy's ass. Despite Jon's
humping, Jaz still keep licking the girl's hot body.
Jayne watched the three of them for a long time. They
were so beautiful together. She recalled times from her
own teenage years, of all the boys and girls she
sucked, how their bodies felt, how they tasted.
Jayne could not stay a voyeur any longer. She had to
join in some part, some way.
Lauren was so delirious with pleasure now, so overcome
with lust, she was barely conscious. Jayne made clear
from her own actions she wanted the girl to turn onto
her back. There was a momentary shifting of places, a
generous yielding toward inclusion: Lauren now on her
back, Jaz's face between her legs again, this time
fastened to her pussy, and Jon's dick still in his ass.
Jayne moved around to the girl to get what she wanted.
Carefully, she placed a knee on either side of Lauren's
shoulders and squatted over her beautiful face. In this
position she was able to look down Jaz's back and watch
her husband's dick sink into the boy, at the same time
feeling Lauren's hot breath on her open cunt. This is
how all four were joined. This is how they rubbed and
tasted and fucked and moaned and squatted and squeezed
all parts together. It went on. And on. It seemed like
a long time, but a short a time also. It was hard to
tell. It became all feeling, without time.
Finally in the room by the pool that evening, all four
entered a new and unfamiliar sexual space, a place
where the ordinary differences between them—differences
that usually kept people apart—melted. Age and gender,
status and power, all such things disappeared, no
longer mattered. They realized a new form. What
mattered was their joining by their inflamed genitals
in one sensual, erotic being. And they would never
forget it.
end
The author would enjoy hearing from you about this
story. ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com
Check out one of my other popular stories in Directory
42, called "A Park Avenue Story."
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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