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The Dirty Secrets of Westchester High - 4
by Abner Wizzle (abnerwizzle@hotmail.com)
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In the bucolic community of Westchester, there was but
one high school for the entire town. From all outside
appearances, it looked no different than any other high
school in the rest of the country. However, Westchester
High harbored secrets – dirty secrets. Even a
clandestine lunchtime tryst off campus could lead to a
naughty secret shared by a teacher and her former
student. (F/m-teen, ped, cheating-wife, voy, preg)
***
PERIOD FOUR:
Sebastian Sewell was out the door and off the campus of
Westchester High the moment Third Period let out for
lunch at 11:50. Many of the students fled the school
grounds for lunch, particularly the seniors, like
Sebastian, who often turned lunch into a 2-hour break.
Sebastian planned to blow off Fourth Period, his Home
Economics class, which was non-essential for graduation.
It was such a nice warm day, Sebastian figured he'd put
on his swimsuit and head over to the community pool for
awhile, then go home and lunch up on some pizza.
The laughter and screeches of pint-sized divers filled
the air as Sebastian entered the Westchester Community
Pool. He wandered along the deck, scanning the lawn
chairs for Gretchen or Melanie, two classmates who would
often spend their lunches at the pool, but alas, it was
nothing today but a sea of moms and little kids.
But then he spotted his neighbor Mrs. Donna Elmore. Mrs.
Elmore was Sebastian's teacher during his junior year,
instructing him in Introductory Business – accounting
and such. She should've been in school today, because as
far as he knew, she was still teaching at the high
school.
Damn, Sebastian thought to himself as he watched Mrs.
Elmore apply sunscreen to her freckled arms, Mrs. Elmore
looks really hot in a bikini. Because she always wore
loose-fitting tops and skirts in the classroom,
Sebastian hadn't realized how incredibly big and juicy
Mrs. Elmore's boobs were.
"I guess it's okay for the teachers to play hooky,
right, Mrs. Elmore?"
Mrs. Elmore looked up, shading her eyes from the sun's
glare. "Sebastian! How are you?" She seemed genuinely
pleased to see her former student. All of those tense
times last year when she'd chastise him for cutting
class had apparently been forgiven and forgotten.
And that made sense, because now they were simply
neighbors, not teacher-and-student. Both Sebastian's and
Donna Elmore's families had lived in the same
subdivision (Westchester Gardens) since it opened,
meaning Sebastian had never known another place as home.
"I'm fine, Mrs. Elmore," Sebastian responded. He grinned
mischievously. "But you still haven't explained your
absence from the high school today, young lady."
Donna smiled, a hand still shielding her aquamarine eyes
from the high noon sun. "Well, well, well – how the
tables have turned. If you must know, my daycare had a
measles outbreak, so I had to watch the kids today." She
pointed to the kiddie pool and her two blond sons, ages
4 and 5, splashing around.
"Oh, okay, then," Sebastian acknowledged with mock
absolution. He sat down on the deck chair next to his
former teacher.
"Hey, would you mind?" Mrs. Elmore handed Sebastian the
container of sunblock and turned her back toward him. "I
can't reach well enough to cover it all."
"Sure, I'd love to."
Sebastian squirted some of the lotion into both hands,
rubbed them together and massaged the creme into his
teacher's shoulders, then down her back, all the way to
her narrow waist. Her skin was soft and warm from the
sun and it was quite a sensual experience all on its
own, even as Sebastian's thoughts turned very, very
naughty.
"Mmmmmm," coo'd Mrs. Elmore. "Your hands feel good." She
shifted around and then lay face down on the deck chair,
her muscular derriere barely hidden by the brevity of
her bikini bottoms.
Sebastian moved his chair around to get better access,
and then moved it again. Finally, he got up and
straddled his teacher, standing with a leg on either
side of her chair. He reached down and kept applying and
rubbing the lotion onto her back.
Mrs. Elmore finally turned her head and smiled. "That's
a lot of lotion, Sebastian." Then, she quickly added,
"But I'm not asking you to stop."
And what should've taken about 30 seconds turned into a
sensual massage of nearly 20 minutes, as Sebastian
worked the lotion all around his neighbor's back. At
Mrs. Elmore's suggestion (to "get a more even tan"), she
eventually coaxed her former student to unhook her
bikini top.
And every time the lotion evaporated or absorbed into
her skin, Mrs. Elmore would giggle and say, "Oh, more,
please!" Sebastian kept it coming, and was soon seated
on the back of Mrs. Elmore's thighs with no objection
from her at all. He was also making his massaging
circles wider and wider, tickling Mrs. Elmore's armpits
and brushing the sides of her magnificent boobs. Again,
there was nary an admonition from his married neighbor.
Indeed, she was now rhythmically flexing her nether
cheeks, appearing as if she were rubbing her mound
against the chair beneath her.
The two laughed and joked as this now-not-very-innocent
"favor" consumed nearly a half-hour. By now, Mrs. Elmore
was squirming and gyrating her hips as Sebastian
clandestinely dry-humped the deep cleft of her robust
rump.
Aside from the fact that this lotioning task was taking
such a long time and was getting more and more racy as
each minute passed, no one else at the pool seemed to
take much notice of what they were doing. However, Mrs.
Elmore finally whispered, "I think I better get the kids
back to the house and get them lunched. It's almost
their nap time."
Sebastian ceased his massage, not sure what might come
next. He reached down and re-fastened Mrs. Elmore's
bikini top, then moved back to his chair.
"Thanks, Hon." Mrs. Elmore rotated around, and her big
boobs were again safely secure in their hammock. She
adjusted the straps and smiled. "That was a really nice
application of sunblock. Best I ever had."
At that point, her boys Bobby and Tommy appeared at her
side, ready to go back home for fish sticks and apple
juice. Mrs. Elmore suggested that Sebastian come back
home with them for lunch, too.
As they walked up the street to the Elmore residence,
Donna explained to her sons that Sebastian was a friend
from school. She made lunch and the four of them watched
cartoons while they scarfed down their meal. Sebastian
liked Mrs. Elmore's kids and played some games with them
after lunch, until Mrs. Elmore announced that it was nap
time.
"Awwwwwwww...." the boys pouted in unison. "We wanna
keep playing with Sebastian!" said Bobby. "Yeah!" Tommy
echoed.
"Now, now," Mrs. Elmore scolded as she ushered her
little boys to their shared bedroom, "I know that at
daycare, you always take a nap after lunch." The boys
reluctantly crawled into their beds and Donna Elmore
tucked them in.
"Since it's only fair, Mommy is also going to take a nap
now." She looked toward the boy's bedroom doorway where
Sebastian now stood. A slight but devious smile crossed
her lips. "And I think Mommy's friend wants to take a
nap, too. Right, Sebastian?"
Sebastian nodded.
Soon, he was following Mrs. Elmore across the hallway to
the Master Bedroom. After they entered, she turned
around, unhooked her bikini top again, and allowed it to
fall to the carpet. Her aureoles were dark and rubbled,
and they tickled Sebastian's chest as the two embraced.
"My husband is an asshole," Mrs. Elmore suddenly
declared. "He and I made those two adorable boys and
then I wanted a girl, but he went off and got a
vasectomy without telling me. Fucking bastard. He thinks
he can just do whatever he wants. Well, so can I."
Mrs. Elmore pressed her lips to Sebastian's and they
kissed passionately. Then she whispered in his ear, "How
about you and I make a beautiful baby girl together?
Would you like that?"
Without waiting for an answer, she pushed Sebastian back
onto the bed and pulled his swim trunks off. His cock
sprang free, fully loaded and ready to go. Mrs. Elmore
stripped off her bikini bottoms, crawled up to where he
lay, and swiftly squatted on his eager erection. Both of
them sighed with intense satisfaction as she slowly slid
all the way down onto him.
Then Sebastian's former teacher shifted into high gear
and rode him like a bronco, bouncing up and down as if
she were a cowgirl at the Last Rodeo. Sebastian returned
the fervor, thrusting his hips upward, withdrawing and
then plunging deep inside again and again. Neither
spoke; only their pleasured moans and the creaking
springs of the old king-sized bed gave sound to the
bedroom.
Soon, Mrs. Elmore climaxed, squealing and pulling at the
few curls of hair on Sebastian's chest. Sebastian wanted
to last a long time, but he soon felt himself getting
close to unloading into his teacher.
Then – KNOCKING at the locked bedroom door, along with
little Bobby's voice: "Mommy! Mommy! What's wrong?"
The two lovers immediately ceased pumping away, both
just a hair's breadth away from cumming. Several wisps
of Mrs. Elmore's fine blonde hair clung to her
perspiring forehead as she exhaled a breath of
frustration.
"Nothing's wrong, Honey!" she called out toward the door
as the secured doorknob rattled and danced. "You can't
come in. Mommy and her friend are taking a nap."
"Mommy, no you're not!" Bobby countered. "You're
wrestling like you do with Daddy, aren't you?"
Mrs. Elmore turned to Sebastian lying beneath her,
wiggling her hips to give them both some continued
stimulation. She shrugged and winked. "Mommy and her
friend aren't wrestling. We're just playing Twister."
"I wanna play!" Now it was Tommy, too, on the other side
of the door. "Let Bobby and me play!"
"Go back to your room, you two!" Mrs. Elmore commanded.
"It's still nap time."
Small feet padded away from the door and it was again
silent in the hallway. Mrs. Elmore smiled and kissed
Sebastian on the lips. "Let's play some more Twister."
They resumed their lovemaking, quickly building back up
to the intensity they'd achieved before kiddie
interuptus.
They were so absorbed in their simultaneous pleasures
that they didn't hear the click, as Tommy, the boy
genius, used a bent paperclip to spring the lock
mechanism on the doorknob. He quietly pushed the door
open and both boys' heads peaked around to witness their
naked mother bouncing on top of her friend Sebastian.
"Ohhh, my lord, Sebastian! I'm cumming!," Mrs. Elmore
cried out in joy as she rolled onto her back and
Sebastian took over, really hammering the entire length
of his cock deep into her hot slippery babyhole.
"I'm gonna cum!" Sebastian managed to call out, just as
he felt his balls explode and he blasted his fertile
seed, pump after pump, deep within the walls of her
waiting womb. "Uhhhhhh...."
"Yes! Put a little baby girl inside me!" Mrs. Elmore's
eyes were clenched in intense pleasure, her lips
slightly parted in a fey smile as her voice was soon
reduced to one long "oooooooo..." as she climaxed again
while Sebastian finished unloading several huge jets of
potent babyjuice into her.
And, standing just inside the bedroom door, Bobby and
Tommy stared, faces flushed and jaws agape.
Because Mrs. Elmore and Sebastian soon fell into a
loving embrace, and were so absorbed in their afterglow,
the tykes eventually were able to sneak back out of the
bedroom without being caught.
The next morning, both Sebastian and Mrs. Elmore
couldn't resist playing hooky again. He arrived at the
Elmore residence at 7:30 am, but hung back and waited on
the sidewalk, pretending to talk on his cell phone. As
soon as he saw Mr. Elmore leave for work, the teenager
let himself inside the house.
And there in the foyer was Mrs. Elmore, wearing nothing
but a nearly transparent black negligee and a tiny
matching thong. She licked her lips seductively.
"The boys are still asleep," she purred as the two
embraced. "Wanna make a baby with me?"
"Yeah," Sebastian smiled.
Mrs. Elmore led her teenaged stud into the living room
and mounted the couch, draping herself over one of the
arms and raising up her rear end as an invitation.
Sebastian undressed quickly and moved behind her,
slipping off her thong and sliding his cock back where
it belonged. "Christ, that's so good," Mrs. Elmore
moaned as Sebastian fucked her like a dog, slamming it
deep inside her moist yearning twat. They fucked and
fucked, and Mrs. Elmore nearly toppled off the couch
from Sebastian's powerful thrusts.
"Oh, god, I'm cumming! Put your seed in me, Sweetheart."
"It's babytime!" Sebastian groaned as he let loose with
the day's first fertilization, pumping his hot stuff
into Mrs. Elmore's wanting womb.
They collapsed spent onto the couch, soon finding
themselves in each other's arms.
And, of course, both Bobby and Tommy were witnesses to
it all. They'd roamed into the living room, still in
their pajamas, and watched silently as Sebastian
impregnated their mommy.
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So, after pulling her thong back on, Mrs. Elmore and
Sebastian sat down with her boys to let them know what
was going on.
"What you saw was a very, very good thing," Mrs. Elmore
explained in a tender, sweet voice. "Mommy and her
friend are making a baby sister for you two."
"What about Daddy?" Bobby pouted.
"Don't tell your Daddy," Sebastian admonished. "It's a
big, big surprise and we always keep big, big surprises
a secret, don't we?"
"Can we watch you do it some more?"
Sebastian shook his head, but smiled. "No, Sport. Your
Mommy and I need our privacy when we make your baby
sister. And it might take us all morning, so I hope you
two behave while we're in your Mommy's bedroom." He
looked at Mrs. Elmore and blew her a kiss. Her gumdrop
nipples visibly hardened with renewed excitement, and
she stood up from the couch, taking her stud by the
hand. She coaxed him toward the stairs leading to the
Master Bedroom.
"So do you understand?"
Bobby nodded. "Thanks for making me and Tommy a baby
sister, Sebastian. Daddy said he wouldn't. You're way
nicer than he is." And then he scampered off with his
brother to play with all the new toys Sebastian and Mrs.
Elmore bought for the boys yesterday afternoon.
"Let's not disappoint your sons," Sebastian smiled as he
followed Mrs. Elmore once again into the Master Bedroom.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
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 system.
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