Truth of Dare
by MarcusWhen I was 17, I went to a party with a bunch of my friends. There were no parents there so we all got pretty drunk and had a great time. There must have been about 30 people at this party, so it was rocking and there was LOTS of booze. I didn't really know all of them, but I'd seen a bunch around school. Not that it mattered, everyone separated into their own cliques anyways.
My small group of friends consisted of me and my best-friends, Brad, Jennifer, and Liz. We had been friends since the 3rd grade and had done pretty much everything together. Jennifer and Liz were super sexy girls. They were terrible teases though. And while they were my friends, that didn't stop me from fantasizing about them from time to time.
Jen had long orange hair and small (though extremely perky) tits. She was a little ditzy but super nice. On that particular night, she was wearing a tight-fitting white t-shirt and a really short jean-skirt. It was pretty obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra since her nipples were practically piercing her shirt.
Liz was more gifted in the breast department. She had quite a large chest. Her brown hair was long and curly. She was the smart one in the group, but also the most playful. She flirted the most out of everyone and had no issues discussing sexual topics. If there was anyone I would love to get with, it was her. She was wearing a tight red v-neck sweater (which showed off her cleavage quite nicely) along with a pair of faded blue jeans.
We shot the shit and drank as much alcohol as we could that night. It was getting to a point where we couldn't really walk anymore. Brad was starting to get a little worse for wear, so we decided to head home. We didn't really live too far away from the party, so we decided to walk. Brad's house was first so we dropped him off. He barely made it to the door and we all laughed. Brad said his good-bye's and we continued onward. The next house was Jen's.
The good thing about alcohol is its ability to negate any and all inhibitions one may have while sober. As our inhibitions began to leave us, the conversation between the three of us got more and more naughty. At first we spoke about who we liked and who other people liked. Then we started to talk about what made us horny, who we'd slept with, and so on.
The problem with this situation was that Jen and Liz were such huge flirts that they wouldn't stop if they knew it was affecting me – and boy, was it! By the time we got to Jen's house I had a huge hard-on and they knew it. They looked at each other as if they were scheming… And they probably were. Jen's parents were away on vacation so Liz was staying with Jen until her parents came back. They both looked back at me and Jen asked if I wanted to come in and play some "Truth or Dare."
Now, as I mentioned earlier, these two beautiful women had been part of many of my fantasies. As it happened, "Truth or Dare" had been one of them. So when Jen asked me that, I stood there perplexed. I felt as though I had entered one of my fantasy worlds and that I must have been dreaming this. After all, I was so drunk it was hard to tell the difference. I nodded stupidly and the two of them grabbed me by each arm and took me inside.
The game started off innocently enough. We went around the circle and told various truths. When we started to get brave, the "dares" started to come out. They were small at first. Jen made me kiss Liz (with tongue) for 5 seconds and Liz made me do the same to Jen. When Liz finally said "dare," I made her kiss Jen. But Liz being the sexy one, she closed her eyes and frenched Jen passionately. Her hand even making it onto Jen's breast! They were clearly getting into it as it lasted longer than 5 seconds. But I certainly wasn't going to stop it! When they finally broke, they stared at each other for a second and then looked away.
Now it was Jen's turn. "Truth or dare?" we asked her. She thought about it for a moment before exuberantly requesting a dare. Liz and I looked at each other and discussed options for a good dare. Then we finally thought of something. "Okay," I said. "You have to go take a shower, and we have to watch!"
Jen sat there with her jaw open. She smiled and looked over menacingly at Liz, who just smiled back. Not one to turn down a dare, Jen nodded and got up to head to the bathroom. Liz giggled and we followed her. Jen started to run the water for the shower, testing it for warmth. She turned on the shower, and without removing her clothes, she stepped right in!
I was about to protest in that we had not said she was to be clothed, but when I saw the water run over her tight white shirt and expose her braless breasts underneath, I didn't really care anymore.
Jen's red hair was immediately soaked and it draped over her shoulders. She ran her hands over her head and let the water wash over her entire body, soaking her shirt and skirt. She closed her eyes and moaned softly. The water ran down her chest, down under her skirt and down her thighs. She opened her eyes and looked back at me seductively. Now it was my turn to sit there with my jaw open.
I looked over at Liz who seemed equally surprised, but on top of that, she was also slowly and gently caressing her breasts as if wishing it was her in the shower instead. "Truth or dare?" came the call from Jen, still standing in the shower. She looked at me.
"Dare!" I said. "Bring it on," I thought. Jen slowly lifted her shirt, exposing her tight stomach. The water poured over it making it glisten in the light of the bathroom. She looked at Liz seeing how excited she was and then she looked back at me. "Join me" she said.
I looked back at Liz, who was still staring at Jen. She was not hiding the fact that she was full-on groping her breasts now. I looked back at Jen and stepped towards her. She smiled and helped me into the shower. I felt the hot water pour over my head and down my front. My jeans were almost immediately wet. When I think back on it, it felt pretty good getting wet like that, but I was too distracted by Jen to notice.
Jen started to dance under the stream for me. She put her hands over her head and wriggled up and down and an experienced dancer. She waved her hips side to side and cocked her head. She then slowly removed her shirt until she stood there wearing just her jean-skirt. I was like a deer caught in headlights as I stood there staring at her shimmering breasts. She looked at me seductively and leaned forward to kiss me. As she did, she grabbed onto my belt. Her tongue felt around the inside of my mouth while her hands were busy undoing my pants.
Slowly Jen unzipped my jeans. She then began to kiss my neck and my chest. She worked her way slowly down to my waist while rubbing my dick on the outside of my jeans. I watched her the entire way down. She finally reached my crotch and expertly ripped down my jeans and boxers. This exposed my fully erect penis. Jen smiled largely and grabbed it like a kid with a new toy.
The water continued to pour over us as she began to gently stroke my cock while licking the shaft. I threw my head up and moaned. It felt incredibly good. I looked back down as she took it into her mouth and began to roll her tongue around the head. I nearly came right there. And I would have if I hadn't thought of something.
I looked up and saw Liz. By now she was sitting on the toilet seat with her jeans around her ankles. She had her hand in her panties and was furiously rubbing away at her clit. Her other hand was inside her sweater squeezing her breast. She was so hot I could see the wet spot on the front of her panties. She was staring intently at Jen rocking her head back and forth on my cock.
"Truth or dare?" I yelled at Liz, snapping her out of her concentration. She looked up at me curiously, as if she wasn't sure what I said. "Truth or dare?" I repeated.
Continuing to rub herself, Liz blurted out "Dare!" She said it in such a way as to be hopeful to be able to join in on the fun. If that were that case, that was a good thing as it was entirely my intention. I made her come over to me and watch as Jen sucked me off. I explained that I wanted to cum all over Jen and I wanted Liz to lick it all off of her. I don't know if she was still drunk or just that horny, but Liz was actually pretty excited about the concept.
Liz took off her jeans and jumped into the shower behind Jen. Her curly hair straightening out at the water flowed over her head. She kneeled behind Jen and gently massaged Jen's breasts while looking up at me seductively. Jen moaned happily.
Jen continued to suck my dock while Liz rubbed her breasts. We all closed our eyes and groaned. Liz ran her hand down Jen's front and down onto her thighs. She slowly ran her hand up into Jen's skirt and slowly rubbed her clit. "Mmmmmmm" came the sound from Jen as ran her tongue around on my cock. She let go of my dick and turned to the side. She leaned over Liz and turned off the water. "We wouldn't want any of that cum to go to waste down the drain," she explained. "Here," she said, offering my cock over to Liz.
Liz took my dick and practically swallowed it whole. She sucked on it expertly. I was in heaven from the feelings these girls were giving me. Jen lifted Liz's sweater and undid her bra. She leaned down and licked Liz's nipples. Liz sighed with pleasure. Jen's hand began to move downwards and found her way to Liz's soaked panties. She began to rub her clit up and down while continuing to lick her nipples.
Liz let go of my cock and threw her had back. She groaned loudly. "YESSSSSS!!!" she yelled. She ground her pussy into Jen's hand and stroked my cock furiously. Her orgasm was unbelievable! She screamed as she held my cock with one hand and ground her pussy harder onto Jen's hand. She reached down with the other hand and lifted Jen's head. They kissed passionately. Tongues circling each other, spit swapping back and forth from mouth to mouth. Liz moaned and groaned and stroked my cock harder and faster.
This was finally too much for me and, as I had planned, I came all over Jen. Some landed in her hair and some on her face, but mostly it flew all over Jen's chest. Jen moaned loudly and rubbed the warm cum into her breasts with her free hand. My knees grew weak as she licked her lips and signed with pleasure.
As promised, Liz leaned over and began to clean Jen off with her tongue. She started with Jen's face as she licked and kissed her. She stopped for a few seconds to kiss Jen passionately on the lips. They swapped some of my cum and Jen let a bit of it dribble down her chin.
Liz continued to clean off Jen as she moved down to her chest. She looked up at me as she slowly licked the cum off of Jen's glistening breasts and nipples and swallowed it. As she worked her way down, she began to remove Jen's panties. Jen then stood up beside me, allowing Liz to remove the panties completely. Jen then kissed me softly on the lips while Liz started to run her tongue up and down Jen's slit.
By now, Jen was so hot that it did not take her long to orgasm. But when she came, she came hard! She nearly fell over as she screamed with pleasure, grinding her clit into Liz's face! She came so hard that she squirted juices all over Liz's face and down onto her sweater. Jen fell to her knees and I followed.
We all lay there in a heap, kissing and cleaning each other off. Soft moans of pleasure came from each of us as we lay in our passionate embrace.
"Truth or dare?" asked Liz…
To be continued…?
A week had passed since that fateful night when we played 'Truth or Dare.' Liz, Jen and I were way more then friends now. The problem with our game though – as is the case any time 'Truth or Dare' is played – is that it bred escalation. Just as each subsequent 'truth' was more revealing than the last, each ensuing 'dare' was more dangerous than the one previous.
So once again it was Friday night, and once again we all went out for a night on the town. Brad came with us. He had absolutely no idea what had happened just one week ago. I had a feeling he was going to be used for a future dare.
We walked along the main strip looking for a good bar to go into. We were underage so we needed to find a place that wouldn't look too closely at our fake IDs. Liz thought that to avoid suspicion, we should go in one at a time instead of as a group. I didn't really agree with that idea, but when you're 17, it's hard to argue with a girl willing to give you head.
Jen went up first and was let in without any issues. When it was Liz's turn, the bouncer looked at her ID for what seemed like forever. I wasn't too concerned though. This happened to Liz all the time. It was just a way for the bouncer to get a good long look at Liz. And who could blame him? Liz was wearing a tiny white skirt and an ultra-tight V-neck T-shirt. The combination of no bra and a light-blue color made it possible to see her breasts through her shirt if you looked hard enough. And believe me, the bouncer was looking.
When Liz was finally let in, I was next up in line. I flashed my ID and was let in right away. I looked back at Brad and stepped inside where Liz and Jen were waiting. We waited for Brad near the entrance for about 15 minutes before my cell phone finally rang. It was Brad… Apparently the bouncer caught the fake ID and booted him out of line. I asked if he wanted us to come back outside and he disagreed. "I didn't really want to go out tonight anyways," he said. "You guys just have fun okay?"
If only he knew…
I hung up the phone and before I could say anything Jen turned to me and said, "truth or dare?" From that statement alone I started getting a hard-on. I looked over at Liz who had a huge smile on her face. Looking back at Jen, I could tell she was just as giddy. This was going to be a good night…
"Dare!" I said. I wasn't going to waste any time on any truths. I was ready to get this party started! Jen leaned closer towards me. But I was disappointed when all she did was grab my hand and tell me to come dance with her and Liz. Feeling let down, I dutifully agreed and the three of us made our way to the dance floor.
The music was awesome. The DJ was really rocking the house that night. Each song made girls dance more vigorously than the last. My previous feeling of being let down slowly went away with each pair of bouncing boobs I saw. The best of which were of course, Liz's. Her movements made her breasts jump from side-to-side, up and down and all over the damn place.
Jen's breasts were small so there wasn't as much jiggle. She made up for it by grinding up against me. She ran her hands up and down my chest and back. She turned and ground her amazing ass against my crotch. She could definitely feel my hard-on, but that only seemed to make her more intense.
Like Liz, Jen was also wearing a short skirt. Each time she swung her hips to the music I could see her pink thong underneath. This just made things worse for me. How the hell are you supposed to dance when your cock is pressed up against your pants? On top of that, Jen was wearing a sheer white shirt with a pink bra. This was the most TA I'd ever seen from these two girls (aside from a week ago, of course) and there was no way I was going to argue with it.
"Truth or dare?" Liz suddenly shouted to Jen over the music. Without even hesitating (or stopping her grinding) Jen shouted back that she would accept a dare. Liz looked at me then back at Jen. "I dare you to fuck him right here and right now."
Jen's jaw dropped and she immediately stopped grinding. She looked around at all the people dancing all around us. The music was loud, but in that moment I wasn't paying attention to anything other than Jen. I waited for her answer. She looked at me and then over at Liz. A sly smile slowly crept over her face and her hips began to once again move with the music.
"Alright!" shouted Liz. She continued to dance but moved in behind Jen. Jen ground her ass against Liz while Liz ran her hands up and down Jen's back spanking her each time her hand got close to Jen's ass. Jen turned to face Liz. They danced in front of each other for a while swaying their hips back and forth and throwing their hair. Jen slowly crouched in front of Liz. As she gradually rose, she ran her hands up under Liz's skirt and grabbed her ass.
Liz then began to slowly crouch in front of Jen. As she did so, she ran her hands up Jen's skirt. The only difference was that instead of simply grabbing Jen's ass, Liz took Jen's thong off and let them drop down around her ankles. Liz then slowly rose running her hand up into Jen's crotch. Liz's hand paused there for a while. Jen's eyes rolled back and my cock throbbed. When Liz finally removed her hand I saw the juices on her fingers glisten in the light. She stared deeply into Jen's eyes as she sucked the juices from her fingers. Jesus! I nearly came…
Jen then turned slightly and bent down in front of me. I could clearly see her pussy staring back at me, the juices practically dripping from the lips. She reached down and took her thong from around her ankles. Standing up, she danced to the music and swung her thong around on her finger above her head. She looked at me and then threw her thong out into the crowd. I watched as it fell on some anonymous guy's shoulder. He grabbed it and looked around for the owner. I don't think he was looking that hard though. He coolly put it into his pocket and kept on dancing.
Meanwhile Liz moved in behind me and was grinding herself against my back. I could feel her pussy against my ass and her breasts on my back. Her hands ran up and down my chest. Jen then moved towards me and starting grinding her ass against my crotch. She reached back behind her and grabbed my hands. She guided them in front of her and made me grab onto her tits.
I danced with the girls, running my hands up and down Jen's body, stopping only to squeeze her breasts. My cock pressed harder against my pants desperate to get in on the action. As if hearing my call, Liz slowly moved her hands down onto my crotch. She undid the button to my jeans and slowly unzipped me. Thank God I didn't wear underwear! My dick sprung out of my jeans and made a barely audible slapping noise against Jen's back. Jen moaned slightly.
I looked down over Jen's shoulder and noticed that she had slid one of her hands down inside her skirt and was rubbing her pussy to the music. She swayed her hips back and forth side-to-side against my aching cock. Liz was gently stroking me while continuing to grind her tits into my back.
I couldn't take it anymore. This was torture. I reached around and grabbed Jen by the breast pulling her back into me. She was so wet my dick slid straight into her. Jen moaned very loudly. The people beside us looked over and shook their heads, laughing. They couldn't see what we were doing, but the position we were in was just as provocative.
The 3 of us continued to grind to the music. Jen wriggled her ass against my cock while Liz reached around the both of us with one hand to rub Jen's clit, and continued to stroke my cock with the other hand. I continued to fondle Jen's breasts while slowly rocking my cock in and out of Jen's pussy. Jen continued to moan.
Jen closed her eyes and started to rock herself back and forth more vigorously. She grabbed at her tits and threw her head back. Her other hand moved back down to her pussy and began to rub it in enthusiastic circles. I could feel both Jen's and Liz's fingers stroking Jen's pussy and it felt amazing.
Jen's pussy was incredibly tight and I could feel the muscles clenching my cock. I rammed my dick further inside. The warmth and the wetness felt incredible. Jen's pussy juices were now running down my cock and down her legs. As she continued to rub her clit, Jen's legs began to get weak and I had to start supporting her weight.
Suddenly, Liz moved her hand from Jen's clit and around to Jen's ass. Soaked in Jen's pussy juices, Liz's fingers easily slid into Jen's ass. The combination of my cock and Liz's fingers was too much for Jen as she suddenly had a massive orgasm. Unfortunately, because there were so many people around, she had to stifle her screams as she came. She quivered against me and pressed her ass harder against Liz's fingers.
In turn, Jen's orgasm was too much for me to take and I came inside her. I moaned, groaned, and sighed. I too had to be quiet, so I grabbed Jen's tits and pulled her closer as I emptied my entire load inside her. She bit her lip and turned around, kissing me as my cock slid out of her pussy and Liz's fingers pulled away. My dick was now in plain view so if anyone was looking… Realizing this, Jen continued to dance to the music and crouched down in front of me to zip me up. But before she did, she made sure to suck up all of her juices and all of my cum off of my cock.
We stayed on the dance floor for a couple more songs after which the 3 of us walked off and found a table. We laughed and talked about what just happened, astonished at what we had just done. Jen talked about how great it was and how amazing it felt to have my dick inside her. She blushed a little and confessed to Liz that her fingers in her ass felt pretty damn good too.
Jen went on to explain that the best part was when I came inside her. She admitted that all the other guys she'd been with always wore a condom, so this was the first time she actually felt sperm inside her. She blushed again and pointed down to her panty-less crotch. "There is still some escaping," she laughed.
Liz and I looked down at Jen's pussy and saw small droplets of white juice dribbling out of her cunt. I looked over at Liz just as she licked her lips. It was my turn to give a sly smile… "Truth or dare?" I asked Liz.
"What?" she stammered as she snapped out of her gaze. Jen just laughed. Liz came back to reality and answered, "dare!" Then she looked back at Jen's pussy, knowing what I was going to ask. Hell, before I could say anything, she dropped out of her seat and under the table! I couldn't see her, but I knew where she was going…
Jen suddenly shot up in her seat as Liz's face emerged between Jen's legs. Jen laughed, looked around, and adjusted herself for easier access. Liz slowly began to kiss Jen's thighs. She moved higher and higher getting closer and closer to Jen's crotch. As she reached it, Liz looked up at me and asked, "is this what you wanted?"
I looked down at her and up at Jen. Both girls looked at me as if begging me to say yes. I looked back at Liz and responded, "Yes. I want you to eat all of my cum from Jen's pussy." Both girls smiled happily and Liz went to work.
Liz began my licking and kissing all around Jen's pussy. She played with the cum using her tongue. She sensually pressed her lips against Jen's labia. Once all of the cum and pussy juices had been cleaned up, Liz reached up with her hands and parted Jen's pussy lips. Jen's juices were flowing more than ever as more liquid poured out. Liz accepted it and stuck her tongue deep into Jen's pussy.
Jen moaned loudly and turned her head towards me. We were in a dark, somewhat secluded corner – not to mention no one could hear us over the music – so we could be as loud as we wanted (or so I thought). Liz groaned with equal pleasure as she ate out her friend's pussy.
Jen squirmed in her seat. She reached down and grabbed Liz's head and pulled her further into her pussy. Jen threw her head back as Liz continued to ravish her pussy. Liz then reached up and ran her hands up Jen's thighs. As she reached Jen's mound, Liz slowly inserted two fingers deep into Jen's pussy as she tongued Jen's clit.
Jen was now getting more vocal, screaming "Yes! Yessss!" as Liz rammed her fingers in and out of her pussy. Jen looked over at me and lifted her shirt. She pulled down her bra and exposed her breasts. "Kiss me!" she commanded. I complied and moved in. I ran my hands over her breasts and allowed my tongue to glide all around her nipples. "YES!!!" she screamed again.
Liz then inserted two fingers into Jen's ass. Jen rocked back and forth in her seat as I licked her breasts and Liz stuck fingers into each of her private parts, all the while licking Jen's clit. Juices began to flow freely out of Jen's pussy and onto Liz's hands. "YES!!!" She screamed. People were starting to notice and looked over to see what was going on.
Suddenly Jen had an explosive orgasm! She arched her back and flung her head back. She grabbed Liz's head and rammed it into her pussy. Liz removed her fingers and Jen's juices squirted everywhere. "YESSSSS!!!!" she screamed, "OH GOD, YES!!!" her juices exploded out of her and all over Liz!
As Jen's orgasm subsided, she looked at Liz and I and smiled. "Man I love you guys."
No sooner did she finish her sentence did the bouncer show up. He took one look at us and shook his head angrily. Jen's breasts and pussy were still exposed and even though Liz was no longer under the table, Jen's juices were still all over her face and had run down her shirt, soaking it. Her breasts were now clearly visible through the fabric.
The bouncer kicked us out.
As we walked down the street to go back home, I looked over at Jen. She had a huge smile on her face. I looked over at Liz, still with Jen's juices dripping from her chin. I felt kind of bad that she didn't get a chance to get off that night. But then I felt a stirring in my pants. That old familiar feeling coming back for more.
"Truth or dare?" asked Jen…
To be continued…?
The end of the school year was growing near. Brad, Jen, Liz and I were all studying for exams during the week and heading out to the bars on the weekend to relax. Brad was still blissfully unaware of the games of 'truth or dare' that Jen, Liz and I were playing. I felt bad for him, but at the same time, it was great fun to keep it a secret from him.
Each week, Liz, Jen and I would get together for another round. The problem was that the game was becoming less of a game and more of a straight-up fuck-fest. No sooner had we all gotten alone that our clothes would get ripped off (if we'd even get that far) and we'd go at it wherever we were.
I had no complaints, mind you. We were doing it everywhere. We'd done it in the shower (see part 1), in a club (see part 2), on Liz's couch while her parents were home and in the next room, on a public bus, in a public pool, in Jen's car, at the movies, in a bathroom restaurant (while Brad waited at the table), and other places I barely remember.
One of the most memorable time, however, was the day that Jen had even given me head during one of our classes. The teacher had turned on a movie (damned if I remember which one) and dimmed the lights. I barely had to say a word and Jen unzipped my pants and went down on me immediately. I remember her smooth, wet tongue gliding up, down, and all around my throbbing cock. She bobbed up and down on me making soft slurping noises that were barely audible.
Anna, the school dork, turned and saw us doing that and I nearly laughed. She was the kind of girl that would never get a boyfriend her entire life and would probably end up living with 57 cats. Well, she had heard those slurps and turned (probably to scold us) and saw Jen licking my dick and massaging my balls. The look on her face surprised me. I though for sure she'd scream and we'd get in shit, but instead her eyes rolled back and she put her hand down her pants and started rubbing herself!
Jen kept bobbing up and down on my cock. She too had run her hand underneath her skirt to rub her pussy. She'd taken to going commando for occasions such as that day, and it was quite the turn on. Every so often she'd let out a soft moan of pleasure. When I was finally ready to come I pulled her upwards so that she could French me, I turned her over slightly so that I could be on top of her and I came all over her shirt. A tiny splatter had hit her chin, and her shirt was covered in my jizz (Anna came softly as I shot my load all over Jen). Jen then had to spend the next hour walking around school with jizz on her shirt after I dared her to do it.
We had finally reached the last week of school – exam week… Brad had gotten a scholarship and once the exams were over, he was leaving town. So this was going to be the last week we would see him – probably forever. As such, we decided it was time to let him in on our secret. And we had the perfect plan.
Our last exam of the week was going to be easiest. If anyone can look forward to an exam, the Life Management exam was the one. The teacher had assigned us a group presentation to do on anything that he had taught us during the year. The exam was to be graded based on the reaction of the class. If the class clapped or cheered, 100%. Otherwise, 0%. So basically everyone was assured of 100%.
Because of his scholarship, Brad was pretty stressed about his exams. So one night when we were studying at my place, I winked at the girls and turned to Brad. "Truth or dare, Brad?"
The look of bewilderment on Brad's face was priceless as he looked up from his math books. "What?" he said, as though maybe he heard me wrong.
"Truth or dare?" I repeated. Brad just stared blankly. "Look, Brad. Jen, Liz and I have been playing this game of 'truth or dare' for like 3 months now. We've dared each other to do some pretty stupid things, but also some fun things." Brad looked at the girls and back at me. He clearly didn't know what the hell I was talking about. "Anyways, we've noticed that you've been pretty stressed out about your scholarship and your exams, so we want to help you."
Brad was now thoroughly confused. He shook his head and said, "what does your help have anything to do with your game of 'truth or dare'?"
"Well, it has everything to do with it." I smiled and looked at the girls, who just giggled. I looked back at Brad and continued, "you see, even though we are assured of 100% in the Life class, we still have to come up with some kind of presentation, right?"
"Oh shit! Yeah! Oh man, I forgot!" Brad slapped his forehead with his hand as if punishing himself for forgetting it.
I couldn't really tell if Brad was being sarcastic, but I decided to continue anyways, "well, no worries. You see, Jen, Liz and I have a pretty good idea for it and we can come up with the presentation and you won't have to do anything."
Brad looked relieved. "Wait," he stopped. What does this have to do with your game?"
"Well, basically I dare you to do whatever we tell you to do during that presentation." Brad's jaw dropped and I assured him, "don't worry, we won't make you do anything you'll regret. Believe me, you'll be happy you did it."
Brad was unsure. He didn't seem to trust us totally with this (and rightfully so). He looked over at Liz. This wasn't surprising since it was pretty obvious that he had a thing for her. And today, she was wearing a pretty short skirt that revealed the fact that she too, was not wearing panties. Brad had been shooting quick glances at her sitting on my bed with her legs open all night while he had shifted back and forth on his seat at my desk trying to hide his hard-on. Liz spread her legs innocently so he could get a good look and said in her most girly voice, "please?"
Brad agreed.
The day of the Life Management final came. As it turned out, we were the first to present that day. But before we could start, Liz had to duck out to the bathroom. Our teacher, Mr. Miller was understanding and let her go. Jen, Brad and I went up to the front of the class to wait for her to come back. We didn't bring anything up with us which only succeeded in making Brad nervous.
Mr. Miller looked at his watch and then up at us. Liz still hadn't come back. "So, what's your presentation on today? Gotta make sure you're on topic." Jen smiled broadly and replied matter-of-factly that we were going to talk about sex. Brad's jaw dropped and Mr. Miller laughed. "Are you sure Brad's up for that?"
Brad smiled nervously, "Y-y-yessir. I-I-I was just surprised at how she – uh – said that." Mr. Miller laughed again.
Just then the school secretary came over the intercom and announced, "Mr. Miller can you come to the front desk please? Mr. Miller, front desk." At the same time, Liz came strolling back into the classroom. So far so good…
Mr. Miller had a look of confusion on his face and he got up to leave the room. Before he left he turned back to the class and said, "Listen, just start your presentation. I shouldn't be long… If I miss it, I'll ask the class for their opinion when I get back." And with that, he turned and left, closing the door behind him.
Since you're not dummies, you've clearly guessed that we had something to do with him leaving. So let me explain how we did it…
A couple of days before, I had gone over to this sex shop in the mall and bought a penis enlarging kit. Now, at first I was pretty embarrassed and didn't know if I could do it. But then again, you have no idea the confidence you can get when offered a backseat blowjob by someone like Liz as a reward for doing so…
Anyways, we enlisted the help of Anna (the dorky girl who saw Jen giving me head) to make sure the package got delivered to the school's front desk addressed to Mr. Miller. In exchange for not telling her strict Mormon parents what she did in class, she readily agreed. Liz had left the class and called Anna on her cell-phone to make sure the package was delivered when our presentation started. Since the penis enlarger was not wrapped, Mr. Miller would have to spend a lot of time explaining it away before he would be able to come back to class.
So there we were, the four of us in front of the class with no teacher. The rest of the class started talking amongst themselves, clearly disinterested in anything we were going to do up there. Brad looked relieved and turned to us whispering, "Good! Now we don't have to do anything. The class will cheer when Mr. Miller comes back and that'll be that." He laughed happily.
Jen laughed right back, "wrong! You agreed to a dare, and we're doing the presentation. You're the star!" Brad's smile disappeared and he went white. Jen started off the presentation, "Ladies and gentlemen. Ladies and gentlemen! Today, we are doing a presentation on sex." The class didn't stop talking, but a few turned their heads for a quick look.
"That's right," I continued. "And what is required for sex, you might ask? Well, the traditional act of sex (or intercourse) requires a man, and a woman." With that, Liz stepped forward bringing a ghostly white Brad with her.
"And what fine specimens we have here," continued Jen. "The physical differences between a man and a woman are fairly evident. The man is usually larger and more muscular." Liz leaned over to Brad, whispered something in his ear and managed to convince him to remove his shirt. A few people in class stopped talking and turned to look. This made Brad go a little pink in the face.
I tried to stifle a laugh and continue our 'presentation', "As for the woman, she is usually much smaller and more curvy then the man. The main difference being, of course, the breasts." At this, Liz removed her own shirt revealing to the class that she was not wearing a bra. Her large breasts sprang out and bounced as she threw her shirt to the floor. Now the entire class had stopped talking and was paying very close attention. Liz smiled and posed as some of the guys whistled and whooped.
Brad was happy some of the attention was off him as I continued. "A woman will typically use these sensual curves to seduce her man." Liz walked around Brad and jiggled her breasts for him. He coughed nervously. "Moving on, the next biggest difference between a man and woman is the genitalia. A woman's reproductive organs are stored on the inside and are accessed via the vagina." At this, Liz removed her skirt. Since she still wasn't wearing panties, her freshly shaved pussy was on display for everyone. More whistles and hoots came from the guys in the class. "As you can see, sometimes, the woman will groom her private areas so as to further stimulate the male."
Jen continued, "The man, on the other hand, carries his reproductive organs on the outside." Liz leaned over and slowly undid Brad's pants. She looked seductively into Brad's eyes while he shook nervously and blushed a little more red. Liz slid Brad's pants and boxers down and off, leaving him naked in front of the class. The class went a bit silent.
Now, I must admit, I was a bit surprised myself. Brad was clearly too nervous to get it up at the moment, so he stood there, flaccid. But just the same, he was packing quite the sausage. Liz was still on her knees in front of him and was quite shocked to see this dong that looked like it belonged on a donkey staring her in the face. Then suddenly, all the girls in the class began to whoop and holler, cheering at Brad's package. Brad, who had gone beet-red was clearly relieved and indeed had started to get some courage in him as he flexed for the now captive audience which only hooted more enthusiastically.
Jen continued with the lesson, "in order to perform the act of sex, both the man and the woman need to become aroused. For the man, arousal is immediately noticeable by means of an erect penis." Jen waved her hand towards Brad's manhood which was still flaccid.
I looked over at Jen and she looked back at me. We had not expected Brad to be flaccid when staring at a completely naked Liz. I smiled back at Jen and adlibbed, "sometimes, in order to arouse the man, the woman will perform various actions so as to facilitate the arousal of the penis." At this I looked down at Liz who smiled back eagerly. "The most common act the woman will perform is felacio."
Brad – clearly into the whole thing now – nodded his head in approval as Liz looked up at him seductively. She grasped his dick in her hand and began to stroke it gently. She then ran her tongue up his thigh sending shivers down Brad's spine. Liz continued to run her tongue along the inside of Brad's thigh until she reached his balls. She lifted Brad's dick up higher into the air and gently sucked on each of his nuts. Brad's head shot backwards in ecstasy as his cock began to wake.
Liz let go of Brad's dick and began to stroke it with her tongue instead. Brad's dick continued to grow larger and larger as she did this. His cock was now gleaming with Liz's saliva in the classroom light. Brad let out a soft moan. Liz took this as a sign and leaned upwards. She took Brad's dick full-bore into her mouth and began to bob back and forth, lashing her tongue all around his head.
The class was unexpectedly silent. Most everyone leaned forward on their desks to get a better view. The class was completely enthralled and obviously enjoying what they were seeing. Even the prissy Catholic girl, Mary was watching – mouth open and wide-eyed – from the front row. In completely contrast, Christine (the school's head cheerleader) squirmed uncomfortably in her seat at the back of the class.
Liz continued to bob back and forth on Brad's dick. Her hair was flying as she did this. Her lips were pursed around his cock as she glided up and down the shaft. She looked seductively into Brad's eyes. Brad reached down and grabbed the top of her head and began to pump his dick in and out of her mouth. Liz ran her hands across Brad's chest and took whatever he gave her. She rocked back and forth while Brad pumped in and out for about a minute until Liz finally removed herself from Brad's grasp and stood up.
"Obviously, the man is not the only one that needs to become fully aroused before a good sexual act can occur," I continued winking at Brad. Liz moved over to Mr. Miller's desk and sat down. She spread her legs so as to allow the entire class to see her pussy. She reached down with her hand to spread her pussy lips. "The fastest way to lubricate a woman is to provide her with oral sex also."
Brad shot a look at me and then over to the attentive audience. He looked over at Liz who was now rubbing her finger around her clit. This time, Brad did not hesitate. He turned his back to the class and dropped to his knees between Liz's legs. He tongued her pussy furiously while she continued to finger her click.
Brad was clearly a professional pussy licker. He shot his tongue in and out of her pussy while spelling out the alphabet on her clit. He hummed softly while he did this to add extra vibration.
Liz was in heaven. Her eyes had rolled back into her head and her head had fallen backwards, her hair swaying gently. Brad ran his hands up her thighs while he continued to run his tongue all over Liz's pussy. When his hands had reached her sexy, hairless mound, he slowly inserted two fingers into her pussy. His tongue then concentrated on her clit. His other hand circled Liz's anus which obviously shot shivers down her spine as she arched her back and groaned loudly.
The class, if possible, were now leaning ever further over their desks. Mary, the prissy Catholic girl had now put her right hand down into her tan khakis and had begun to rub her pussy. Her eyes closed with a look of pleasure on her face, but she opened them back up quickly so as to see what was going on.
At the very back of the class, Christine had suddenly got up and gone over to the desk beside her. She was now giving head to Justin (the school's chess club president). Justin was so surprised about what was going on that he dared not move in case Christine realized what she was doing. Along with his look of utter surprise, he also had a look of total pleasure as Christine's head bobbed up and down in his lap.
I heard a loud moan, looked back at Liz and Brad and saw that Brad had now inserted his index finger into Liz's anus. Brad continued to run his tongue up and down Liz's clit while pounding her pussy with his fingers and fucking her asshole with the fingers from his other hand.
Jen then continued with the lesson once more, "once both the man and woman have become fully aroused – as demonstrated here," she waved at Liz and Brad, "the actual act of sex can occur."
This time, Brad needed to guidance, he got up off his knees and stood up. Liz still had her legs wide open and was thus giving the audience quite the view of her now, dripping cunt. She rolled herself off the desk and stood beside him. Liz then turned Brad around and threw him onto Mr. Miller's desk. Brad's sizable cock stood straight up in the air like a flag pole (at this, most of the girls – including Mary – hooted with enjoyment). Liz clambered up on top of Brad and positioned herself above his throbbing cock.
As if in anticipation, most of the class leaned forward even more, mouths open. Brian, one of the guys near the back of the class fell out of his desk as he did so. One of the girls next to him, Cindy, laughed at him, but then quickly gasped as she saw his above average cock sticking out of the zipper of his jeans. She very quickly threw herself on top of him and began to kiss him passionately while she grasped his cock in her hand.
Turning back to Liz, I saw that she was also kissing Brad passionately. She slowly lowered herself onto his dick, moaning with pleasure once it had penetrated her. Her pussy juiced dripped down Brad's cock and down over his balls. Liz lowered herself further and further until her pussy completely swallowed Brad's dick. Liz then began to gyrate back and forth on Brad's lap while lifting herself up and down. Brad moaned with pleasure.
Liz continued to pound herself against Brad. Quicker and quicker she went as she got closer and closer to orgasm. Brad grasped Liz's waist and guided her movements against him.
Looking back at the class, I was Mary still had her hand down her pants while furiously massaging her pussy. Her eyes were bulging out of her head, she was concentrating so hard.
Near the back of the class, Cindy was now giving Brian head as he lay on the floor with his arms crossed behind his head. He was clearly enjoying himself, and indeed, so was she.
And at the very back of the class, Christine had now mounted Justin and was pounding herself against his lap like a bull-rider. She moaned very loudly and swung her head backwards with pleasure as her long blond hair swayed with her every motion.
Liz was now grinding herself quicker than ever. She emitted a small scream each time her pussy pounded against Brad's lap. Seeing that Liz was close to the end, but not wanting to finish her off just yet, Brad sat up and removed Liz from his cock. He grabbed her by the arms and threw her down onto her back, right onto Mary's desk (who gasped and fell backwards in her chair).
Brad spread Liz's legs open and looked down at Liz's pussy and his throbbing cock. His dick was literally dripping with her pussy juices. He looked into Liz's eyes and moved forward. But instead of putting his cock back inside her cunt, he shoved it hard up and into her ass. Liz screamed with pleasure. She grabbed the sides of the desk for leverage and allowed herself to be ravaged.
Mary had clearly lost all her inhibitions and had gone back to rubbing her pussy under her khakis. She looked down at the naked mess on her desk and slowly reached her other hand up until she touched Liz's breast. Liz moaned with pleasure as if inviting Mary to continue – which is exactly what Mary did.
Mary now grasped Liz's breast firmly and – if possible – rubbed her own clit more furiously than ever. Liz opened her eyes and stared at Mary who stared back, longingly. Liz reached around and grabbed the back of Mary's head pulling her downwards. They kissed a long and passionate kiss. Tongues battled for supremacy as spit was exchanged between them.
Near the back of the class Brian could no longer suppress the pleasure Cindy's blowjob was giving to him. He grabbed the sides of her head, thrust his dick further into her mouth and exploded with a loud grunt. He thrust several times while she stayed still and took every last drop. After a few seconds she lifted her head up off his crotch and showed him the cum still in her mouth. He smiled as she swallowed it for him. He buttoned up and they both sat in their desks. Presumably without a care in the world, Cindy lit up a cigarette.
Still further back, Justin was showing surprising stamina. He had now ripped Christine's shirt down the middle revealing her braless chest and was rolling his tongue around her nipples. This was clearly more than she could take. Her head shot back and she screamed out her orgasm, "Yes! Yes! YES!!!" she screamed pounding harder than ever against Justin's lap.
Back with Brad, he was clearly getting closer to his own orgasm as he watched Mary and Liz French-kiss in front of him while Mary also massaged each of Liz's breasts and rubbed her own pussy aggressively. But again, to my surprise, it was Liz who could not longer suppress the pleasure. The combination of the dick pounding her ass and the lesbian pleasure Mary was giving her was too much for her to handle. Liz shook violently as her orgasm came over her. She broke the kiss and screamed as though being murdered. She ground herself harder against Brad's cock and Mary groped Liz's breasts more enthusiastically.
Sweat was now dripping from Liz's forehead as her orgasm subsided. Brad's brow was now also beginning to sweat as it was clear that he was about to explode. I looked over at Jen and nodded.
Jen took the queue and continued with the presentation. "The most important part about sex is thinking ahead. If you don't want to get pregnant, you'll want to take precautions. Now obviously, since Brad is giving Liz anal sex, it is not possible for her to get pregnant. This is always an option. Another option is to use birth control or a condom – both if you want to be absolutely sure." Jen looked over at Brad who was not paying any attention to her at all. "The final, and sexiest way to avoid pregnancy, it to make sure you do not ejaculate inside of her."
Brad seemed to have heard this last statement as he pulled his cock out of Liz's ass. He came almost immediately. There was so much cum it was incredible. The whole class gasped as he spewed cum all up and down Liz's body, up onto her face and even onto the empty desk behind her. Even Mary got hit with the blast. The cum dripped down her cheek and her chin. She looked incredibly happy. Brad, on the other hand, was completely drained. He fell to the floor with his back against Mr. Miller's desk.
In the back of the class, Justin followed suit. He jumped up off his chair, throwing Christine onto her back on his desk. He grabbed his dick in his hands, moved up towards her face and came. He groaned with pleasure as shot after shot of cum drenched Christine's face. She smiled widely and licked the cum from her lips. Justin fell back into his chair, exhausted, zipping up his jeans.
However, unlike everyone else, Mary was not done. She leaned downwards and began to lick up all of Brad's cum off Liz's chest. She ran her tongue up and down Liz's body paying special attention to her nipples. Liz had a look of surprise, but decided to let her continue. Once all of the cum had been cleaned off of Liz, She leaned over and kissed Liz passionately. Liz returned the favor, both with the kiss, and with the cum. She turned Mary's head and slowly licked off every last bit of cum from Mary's face.
After Liz had finished, Mary suddenly shot upright in her chair. She rubbed her fingers furiously around her clit until finally she came so hard that her scream could have woken the dead! Unbelievably, Mary was a squirter! As she came, the crotch of her khakis were immediately drenched! She didn't care though, she continued to cum loudly, a small puddle forming on the floor beneath her chair as her juices shot through her pants.
After Mary had finished, the entire class went completely silent… Brad and Liz got up and started getting dressed again while the class merely stared on in silence. Finally, after a few minutes, the entire class erupted with cheers! Hoots and hollers from the entire class filled the room as though their favorite team had just won a championship.
Suddenly Mr. Miller opened the door and came strolling back into the room. He looked a little non-plussed (not surprising since he probably had to explain why a penis enlarger had been delivered to him at school). Hearing the cheers, he stopped suddenly and looked at the class and back up at us.
Both Brad and Liz were now completely dressed and standing in the same spot they had when he had left. The situation looked perfectly normal. The cheers died down as he opened his mouth to speak. "Well," he started, "clearly it was good presentation." He looked around the class at his students. All with a look as if though they had just seem a major celebrity.
As Mr. Miller looked around the room, his eyes stopped on Christine at the back of the class. Her shirt was ripped, exposing her left breast and her face was still covered in cum. Mr. Miller's jaw dropped, "And what – pray tell – happened to you?"
Christine answered very coolly, "well, I wanted to put on some face cream, but when I reached down to my purse, I ripped my shirt on the desk. I was just putting the cream on when you walked in." At this, she began to smear the cum around her face as if applying cream. When Mr. Miller looked away, she began to lick the cum off her hands while staring at Justin seductively.
Mr. Miller then sniffed at the air. "Has someone been smoking?" No one answered. Cindy had long since finished her cigarette and was now sitting innocently at her desk as though nothing happened. Brian simply smiled.
Mr. Miller then turned his gaze to Mary. He noticed her soaked crotch and the puddle under her chair. "Mary?" he asked, "What happened to you? Did you have an accident?" He sounded sympathetic.
"No," she answered quickly. "Actually, the presentation was so good that I came."
Mr. Miller's jaw dropped with total surprise. I must admit, I was not expecting that kind of statement coming from Mary, that's for sure. Mr. Miller looked back at us almost suspiciously. "Well," he started, "100% for you guys I guess."
Introduction:
Spin-off of 'truth or dare' series
What was later to be dubbed the greatest spectacle of all time at Fairview High was over. Brad, Liz, Jen and Marcus had 'performed' a presentation about sex for their final exam in their Life Management course. The teacher – Mr. Miller – had not been present for the performance, but still gave the presentation a grade of 100% when the class demonstrated their approval by cheering and clapping loudly upon its conclusion and his coincidental return.
Some of the students in that particular class were somewhat the worse for wear when Mr. Miller returned. Christine Fulton, for example, was sporting a torn shirt that exposed her left breast for all to see. She made no effort to cover herself up as her hormones were still raging after having ravaged Justin Campbell. This was a rather odd coupling given that Justin was president of the school Chess Club while Christine was the school's head cheerleader. At this moment, however, Christine did not care. She merely returned Justin's wide grin while continuing to smear his cum around her cheekbones in a vain attempt to disguise it as skin cream for Mr. Miller's benefit.
Perhaps the worst off was Mary Kessler, a prissy Catholic girl who had never so much as been noticed during her entire tenure at Fairview High. Yet after today, she would go down in history as one of the most popular – if not infamous – people ever to attend the school. Mary had enjoyed the sex presentation so much that she had actually participated – though that was not the plan. As it turns out, Mary was a 'squirter', thus when she came, she subsequently soaked her tan khakis as her juices flowed from her pussy, through her panties, down her legs, and finally culminating in a small puddle beneath her desk. When Mr. Miller asked Mary to explain her situation, she admitted that the sex presentation was so good that she had cum all over herself. Taken aback, Mr. Miller awarded the presentation full marks and retreated to his desk staring at his pencils, unable to say more. He sat there for a few moments, unconsciously aware of the faint marks on the desktop that seemed to resemble someone's bare butt.
That is where our story begins.
Mr. Miller was clearly not entirely concentrating on his class. A whole host of things was running through his mind. He thought of the penis enlarger that he had not ordered, yet received under his name. "Probably a prank," he told himself. Looking up he saw that cheerleader girl, Christine in the corner, her breast still exposed though now she was finally pulling on a sweater. "That was clearly cum on her face," he thought, "but with that Justin kid? Not a chance. I must be dreaming."
But no matter what ran through his mind, Mr. Miller always came back to Mary; his precious Mary. She had been the only student who had actually been a pleasure to teach. Mary was a petite, attractive brunette who, despite not being popular, always managed to dress somewhat provocatively. Today, for example, she wore those tight tan khakis he liked so much. They hugged her ass so tightly he–
"What am I thinking?!?" Mr. Miller stopped himself. She was a student, and he was the teacher. These were not thoughts he should have – especially for Mary. She was so pure, so innocent. "Yet how innocent could she be?" he thought, "did she really cum in her khakis?" Mr. Miller looked over at Mary and down at the floor below her. There was definitely a puddle there. She had definitely soaked herself something fierce. The insides of her pant legs were wet. Her crotch had been completely soaked. And since Mary's pants were tan, the wetness showed what was underneath quite easily. She was wearing black panties. Undoubtedly they were soaked too. Soaked with her feminine juices as the seeped from her tight pussy–
"Dammit!" Mr. Miller scolded himself. He suddenly realized he had said this out loud and now the entire class was staring at him. How much time had passed? He gave a quick look up at the clock and saw that only a few seconds had passed. He breathed a sigh of relief, That was good. He wouldn't look so crazy then. But either way, he knew what he had to do. He had a job – a responsibility. He needed to be the teacher and he needed to act.
"Class," he started, "I realize this is your last class of the year and you're all dying to leave and start your end-of-year parties." Mr. Miller paused for what he hoped seemed like dramatic effect. "I've decided to give you all full grades. You can all go home." The class cheered and immediately stood up, packing bags and making plans with each other. Some of the more popular kids even walked up to Mary and asked her to come to their respective parties (to which she readily accepted).
Mary stood up from her desk and began to pack her things. As Mr. Miller had suspected, her ass had been completely drenched. There was absolutely no hiding her condition. He sighed. "Mary?" She turned and looked at him, innocently. "Mary, can you stay behind please?" She nodded and continued to pack her things.
The remaining students filed out of class. Almost every one of them glanced at Mary before doing so and then whispered amongst themselves. Being so unpopular, Mary was very used to whispers. But this was the first time she was actually happy to hear them as, for the first time, they were not derogatory, but rather complimentary. She could not stop smiling.
Finally Mary and Mr. Miller were alone. Mr. Miller walked over to the classroom door and closed it. Mary sat back down in her chair, making a faint squishing sound as she sat in her own juices. Mr. Miller looked up at the ceiling as if asking for strength as he walked back to his desk.
Mr. Miller turned to face Mary. He sat on the edge of his desk – the same spot Brad had been sitting but a few minute earlier (Mary chuckled a bit at the thought). "What's so funny?" asked Mr. Miller. Mary shook her head and apologized. Mr. Miller sighed again. "Mary," he continued, "what's going on here? Are you going to tell me what really happened?"
Mary looked up at him, blankly. "I already told you. The presentation was so good, I came."
"Mary, please," Mr. Miller protested. "Listen, if you don't tell me the truth, or at least explain yourself, I'm going to have to call your parents. You don't want me to do that do you?"
Mary's smile faded. She looked up at Mr. Miller. She had told the truth. She wasn't lying. Why was he doing this to her? If he told her parents, there was no telling what they'd do. They were very strict Catholics. She'd probably have to be a nun or something! She decided to try lying, "You're right. I'm sorry. I just had a bit of an accident. I thought it would be less embarrassing if I said I came."
Mary was not a very good liar, but Mr. Miller would rather have heard a lie like this than hear the truth about his precious Mary – sexy Mary – having cum all over herself, in full view of an entire class, while he was in the office. "Okay. That's better. Now you should clean yourself up. Do you have a clean pair of pants?"
Mary nodded, "Yes. I cleaned out my locker and got my gym pants. I'll just change into those." Mr. Miller nodded his approval and turned his back to her to go sit in his chair. He sat down, looked up, and gasped. Mary had taken off her soaked khakis and panties and stood, bottomless in front of him while she fished around in her bag for her gym pants. Her pussy was exquisite. It was tight and perfectly trimmed. For such an unpopular girl, she kept impressive care of her snatch.
Mr. Miller felt a stir in his pants. "Um," he stammered, "what are you doing?"
"I'm changing. Like you said," she answered, matter-of-factly.
"Well, I didn't mean here. You can go to the bathroom." He felt his cock getting harder. He couldn't take his eyes off Mary's beautiful crotch.
"Oh," she stopped, "you don't like it?" she asked, turning towards him and giving him a much better view. "Well, I'm not going to put my soaking pants back on now! You can close your eyes if you want. I just didn't think you'd mind."
"I don't mind. I'm just surprised."
"So," she paused and gave him that innocent look again. She cocked her head on her shoulder and twirled her right foot on its toes. "Do you like it? I've never shown it to a boy before."
"Oh yes, I think it's beautiful," Mr. Miller said this without even thinking. He immediately regretted it. He was a teacher, he shouldn't be saying these things. But she started it – didn't she? "So you're a virgin, then? Your parents must be happy."
"Oh no, I'm not a virgin." She turned back to her bag. "I broke my hymen with my dildo about 4 years ago. So while I've never slept with a guy, I don't think of myself as a virgin." Mr. Miller argued that intercourse was the only way someone loses their virginity. "So, are you saying then, that a lesbian – that is, a girl who's only had sex with other girls – is a virgin because she's never slept with a man?"
"Yes, of course. Why? Are you saying you're a lesbian?"
"I might like girls, but nothing turns me on like a big, fat, cock!" At this, Mr. Miller's own cock pressed harder against his pants. "At any rate, I don't think I'm a virgin. If I am, I'll fuck you right now!"
"Mary!" Mr. Miller gasped, "watch what you're saying!"
Mary scoffed and finally pulled something out of her bag. Except that instead of her pants, she pulled out a dictionary. "We'll settle this thing once and for all!" Mr. Miller protested, though now it was only half-hearted as his hormones were starting to affect his better judgment. She read the definition out load:
A person who has not experienced sexual intercourse with the opposite sex.
"Ha!" Shouted Mr. Miller before realizing it. Mary shrugged and tossed the book onto her desk. She turned and walked towards Mr. Miller's desk. She slowly began to pull off her shirt. Mr. Miller sat there – unable to move – staring at Mary – his precious Mary – as she strode towards him. She pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her braless chest. Her tits bounced as she hopped up onto his desk. She was now completely naked. Mr. Miller admired her. Her breasts were perfect. A B-cup and very perky. Her nipples were hard either due to being cold or, more likely, because she was turned on. Her trimmed bush led a trail down to her equally perfect pussy. It was dripping with anticipation.
Mary leaned over the edge of the desk towards Mr. Miller. She slowly unzipped his pants while he sat paralyzed and unable to stop her. She reached in through the zipped and pulled his bulging cock out from under his underwear. She licked her lips at the sight of it. She did not seem at all nervous about seeing it.
Mary looked up into Mr. Miller eyes and he spoke, "have you ever even touched a penis before?" Mary nodded. "Really? Whose?" She giggled and shook her head. But before Mr. Miller could protest, she dove down onto his member. She kissed and licked the shaft. She ran her tongue up and down the length of his dick until finally she took it into her mouth. She sucked it gently, but quickly. She ran her tongue all around the head while sliding up and down the shaft.
Mr. Miller rolled his eyes upwards and grabbed the top of her head, guiding her movements. She moaned a bit. He felt the smooth wetness of her tongue on his cock and worried for a moment that he would cum too soon. He stood up and Mary did not miss a beat. She placed her hand on his cock and stroked it while continue to blow. He tore off his pants. Her hair waved back and forth as she sucked.
Mary released his cock and rolled over onto her back. She turned her pussy towards Mr. Miller and spread her legs. She signaled for him to return the favour she had given him. Mr. Miller gladly obliged. He fell down to his knees and began to kiss the insides of Mary's thighs. He ran his tongue down the inside of her legs until he finally reached her pussy. It was sopping wet and oozing juices. She smelled amazing. The sweet odor of her snatch was intoxicating. Mr. Miller dove into it.
Mary groaned loudly as Mr. Miller shot his tongue in and out of her pussy. He worked his tongue around the inside and up unto her clit. She thrashed on the desk a bit as she allowed the pleasure to wash over her body. Mr. Miller gripped her legs tighter for better leverage. He could taste her juices. They were so sweet. He wished this moment would never end. But alas, all good things…
Mary came. Mary came and she squirted. Mr. Miller had completely forgotten about her 'talent' and was subsequently taken by surprise when she screamed and a warm, sweet liquid shot into his mouth. He was surprised that something like this could taste so good. He pressed his mouth harder into her pussy as she squirmed hard on the desk. He drank every last drop that shot out of her. Her screams turned into moans as her orgasm subsided.
Mr. Miller removed himself from Mary's crotch. His chin was dripping with her feminine fluids. Mary saw this and sat up. She kissed him passionately. Her tongue ran into his mouth and she sucked on his tongue as he returned the favour. She then proceeded to lick all of her own juices from his chin. When she finished, she licked her lips and murmured in satisfaction.
"Switch!" Mary yelled suddenly. She jumped from the desk and through Mr. Miller down onto his back in her place. She climbed up onto him and easily inserted his cock into her sopping pussy. The warmth and the tightness were overwhelming. Mr. Miller put his head down on the desk and stared up at the ceiling as Mary slowly lowered herself completely onto his cock.
Mary immediately began to ride Mr. Miller's dick hard and fast. She ran herself up and down on his shaft. She ignored him almost completely. It was as though she was fucking her dildo. She moaned and squealed her pleasure as she jammed herself repeatedly against his cock.
Mr. Miller, now without any inhibitions grunted his approval as Mary continued to grind herself against him. She increased her tempo and arched her back. Mr. Miller reached up and cupped her tits, groping them. Their bodies writhed together in total harmony and pleasure. She moaned louder and he grunted harder. They fucked faster, faster, faster, until finally Mary let out a scream of pleasure and lifted herself up off of Mr. Miller. Liquid blasted from her pussy all over him and onto the desk. She screamed as more and more juices flowed from her until she finally collapsed onto the desk beside Mr. Miller. Both of them laying still in a pool of female cum.
But Mr. Miller was not done yet. He stood up. Mary's head hung off the end of the desk and Mr. Miller moved in. He guided himself into her mouth and she accepted. She stroked his cock with one hand has he fucked her mouth. She ran her tongue around his head giving him an unbelievable sensation. She sucked all of her juices off of his shaft, moaning in pleasure. Mr. Miller rolled his eyes back and could no longer hold it. He came hard and long. He pulled his cock from her mouth and shot jizz all over her face and chest. She moaned with gratitude as the warm liquid shot over her face and splashed against her breasts. Those drops that landed on her face were quickly licked up.
When Mr. Miller's orgasm had finally subsided, he collapsed back into his chair. Mary turned and stood up in front of him. His jizz was running down her chest between her breasts (and over them too) down into her belly button and over her pussy. She stared into his eyes as she scooped every last drop into her hand and into her mouth. She swallowed it all. She closed her eyes and let out a deep, satisfied sigh.
Mary opened her eyes and looked down at Mr. Miller. "I guess I'm not a virgin anymore, am I?"
"God-damn…"