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INJECT THAT PUSSYDavid lay in bed, reading, as always, before going to sleep. It was funny, but unless he read, even for a little while, he could never get off to sleep. Of course, he avoided anything too stimulating or heavy, just something interesting or, occasionally when the mood took him, the odd erotic story, although, he didn’t do that quite so much in his thirties. But hey you couldn’t beat a good wank to relieve stress and release the tension in your muscles. Mind, he’d prefer something better. He’d been single for far too long, getting on for five years now. Yes there’d been flings, but nothing permanent. It didn’t help that he was far too shy and awkward to make the flings a regular event. His frustrations were often made worse because of the very oblivious flirting and teasing from his older teen pupils at the school where he had taught for 5 years. This flirting and teasing, and his efforts to ignore it were accompanied by the taunts and rumours that he was in fact gay, mainly from the teen boys, but rarely from the girls. Not that he was bothered about that, what bothered him was the way, if he let himself, his mind would dwell on some of the sluttier of the girls in there short come ether skirts . Even in class, occasionally, he could feel the one eyed monster rousing itself. Fortunately, he had always managed to control this, and the one eyed monster had yet to cause him any undue embarrassment. Mind, there were moments, especially two years ago, when two girls in particular had pushed the limits as far as he could go, but they had left at the end of that academic year, much to his relief. But he’d not forgotten them, even now; the thought of them was enough to make the beast rise up. He resisted the temptation, and forced his mind back too book he was reading, which was one of a series, a fantasy, but one that didn’t take itself too seriously, and was quite funny in many places, this would be the 14th or 15th he’d read. He glanced at the clock again, hmmm 10:36, he’d allow himself to read until he couldn’t keep his eyes open, tomorrow was Saturday, so no school, no need to be bright eyes and bushy tailed. There was a time when on Halloween’s night, he’d have been in a club, dressed as a vampire or something. Mind in his Goth days it would have been hard to tell the difference between normal everyday ware, and fancy dress. This thought made him smile to himself, as he thought about his pupils and their reaction if they knew about his Goth days. He still dressed in black and his house, which was Victorian, still retained a very strong gothic flavour, which is why he bought it. Mind he’d grown out off painting his room black. With a smile at the memory of his younger self, he returned to his book and let himself slide back into it. Suddenly the door bell rang; David looked over at the clock, 11:10, “FUCK” he cursed! Who was that at this time of night, it was too late for trick or treaters, sod it, he wasn’t going down to answer it. The bell rang again, he ignored it, and again, he ignored it. However after the sixth or seventh time, he cursed, and threw back the covers and stood naked; stomping over to where his dressing gown lay, he picked it up and moving out of his bedroom he slung it on, pulling it around his body, he tugged and then knotted the belt. This had better be important, or he really would have some politically incorrect language to use when he opened that door too whoever they were. He turned the upper hall light on and stamped loudly down the stairs, as the bell range for the eighth time. As he neared the bottom of the stairs, and was close to the door, he could hear voices, and the sound of giggling, someone was telling someone else to stop giggling, hmmm female, which mellowed is temper, but only a bit. As he passed, he turned both the hall light on and the outside porch light on. He reached the door; he could see two vaguely female forms through the frosted and etched pane glass front door. He opened the door and was greeted by duet of “Trick or Treat Mr Lake” follow by giggles, giggles that hinted at a little too much drink. Any thought of expressing his anger were swept away by the vision that greeted his eyes. Standing under the porch light, giggling and leaning against each other for support were two girls, one dressed in a sort of school uniform, the other, yes, the gown and pasteboard hat, as the classic school teacher. Both girls were oddly familiar, but for moment, couldn’t place them. “Hello Mr Lake, we were passing and saw your light on” said one. That voice, he knew that voice, “It’s up the stairs, turn left, straight in front of you” he answered, still trying to catch up with the situation, he had two young women, correction two very sexy young women, clearly very tipsy, staggering towards his stairs. Clinging to each another, they began to ascend the stairs, one step at a time, allowing David the time to examine them closely. One, he noticed, dressed as teacher, was clutching a bamboo cane in one hand, and was wearing a very long gown, black and shiny; all he could make out was some very high heeled boots. The other, oh my he thought, was in a very short skirt, pleated and flared. He could see that her hair was in pigtails. His eyes moved down, ooohh, fishnet stockings and white ankle sock (where had see them before) these where finished off by, very high heeled, black shoes. He stood and waited, he could hear sounds of talking and giggling, images of what they might be doing flirted across his mind. “Stop it” he told himself, and moved on to ponder why women and girls, no matter when and where, took so long in the bath room. No!! Better not think about it that was moving in the same direction. Better get them out quick he decided firmly. At last, he heard the sound of the toilet flushing and the door opening, followed by the sound of whispering and more giggles. Finally they came into view, but this time they were managing to walk unaided. His growing suspicion was correct; it was Julie and Jenny, the two girls that had caused him so much grief the before year last, not to mention countless sleepless nights and hours of fantasies. Between the pair of them they had almost driven him insane with lust and guilt. They walked slowly down the stairs, David eyes were drawn to Jenny, and in particular Jenny’s white blouse, which was tied in a knot, and unbuttoned, and several sizes too small, not to mention thin. She was clearly not wearing a bra, and her nipples, showed clearly through it. David could feel his cock begin to stiffen again and is determination to soften. He pulled himself away, “right hummm, a taxi, I’ll just ring you one, shouldn’t be too long” he walked though into the lounge, and both girls followed him. As he turned on the light, both girls exclaimed in wonder. “There’s so many, God where did you find them” “Hmmmmm, I like this one” she said. “Whisky” jumped in Jenny. When he entered the room, he saw that both girls were seated, Jenny on the sofa, and Julie in one of the arm chairs. David moved to the coffee table, and bent down and placed the tray on the table. He was directly opposite Jenny, and when he looked up, he could clearly see between her open knees. “That’s very kind of you Mr Lake, but I don’t think it’s appropriate for a pupil to be so informal” replied Julie coolly. Julie’s gown had fallen open, and he could now see more clearly how she was dressed, if dressed was the right word. She was wearing a black satin corset, with lace trimmings and lace bra cups, although these barely contained her ample bosom. He couldn’t quite make it out, but he was sure that her nipples were almost peeking over the top. He could not make out her panties, but she was wearing black shear stockings and knee length black boots, with heels. One hand held her coffee, while the other still gripped the cane, David gaze stayed on the cane for a second. Then he noticed for the first time the satchel type hand bag. Girls always seemed to need to carry so many essentials. “Oh yes, it’s so cool, down at the Colosseum, every body was dressed up” replied Jenny, playing the excited schoolgirl role. David looked at Jenny, her knees opened wider, spreading her thighs more, which draw the hem of her skirt back. “Jenny, I’ve warned you about interrupting adults, once more and I will be forced to punish you” warned Julie and then she turned to David. “Yes we went to the Halloween Party at the Colosseum, it was ok, but far too many little boys, and not enough older men, like you Mr Lake, it’s a pity you weren’t there.” To his utter amazement, Jenny stood, turned around so her back was to David and then bent forward, placing her hand on the sofa cushions, and causing her skirt to rise up and expose her naked arse and her cunt. “Tell Mr Lake what you are” commanded Julie. “Now, I think you should beg Mr Lake for forgiveness, don’t you Now, on your knees, slut!” Julie reinforced her command with another crack of the cane, causing Jenny to jump forward, before sinking to her knees. Her tongue was sliding all over the end of his cock, sensitive, because it had been a least two or three weeks since he had wanked. Jenny was lowering her head down, inch by inch, and the she began to bob her head up and down his cock. A movement caught is his attention. Oh god, was she going to fuck Jenny Jenny made a load grunting noise and seemed to push forward. David looked up, Julie was now behind Jenny, her hands firmly gripping Jenny’s waist and was now sliding the rubber cock into Jenny’s pussy. Julie was pushing the rubber cock in one smooth thrust, until her hips were pressed against Jenny’s arse cheeks. Then she pulled back all the way and thrust hard forward, again, a slow withdrawal and then a hard quick thrust forward. Each time Julie rammed into Jenny’s cunt, Jenny emitted a load muffled grunt, each thrust pushed her forward, and thus forcing the cock buried in her mouth to push deeper. Slowly Julie built the pace of her thrusts, still long and hard but faster and faster. Jenny’s sucking became more urgent, and David’s groans loader, he’d never experienced a blow job like this in his life, he was being eaten alive, as he came close to edge, his body tensed up, and his hands gripped the arms of the chair. Julie lent forward and gripped Jenny’s hair, “suck him fucking whore….take it down you throat and swallow bitch” she pushed Jenny’s head down, forcing David’s cock all the way into her mouth and throat. David pushed up and forward, as his organism burst through is body, crying out loudly, almost on the verge of pain. At the same time, Julie was ramming the strap-on violently into Jenny, forcing her forward as well. Jenny was emitting load muffled noises from her cock filled mouth, yet she didn’t stop sucking, nor did she stop swallowing. David was groaning so loudly that it was almost a scream, even though there was no more to pump, his cock continued to pump, the mix of pain and pleasure was almost unbearable, part of him wanted it to stop, to pull away, yet part of him wanted to carry on, to force his cock deeper. Gradually the sensation subsided and David became aware of his surrounding again, an the load groans and grunts admitting from Jenny, who have giving up trying to suck David’s cock, had buried her head into the cushion between his knees, her arms stretch out, her hands firmly gripping the arms. Julie was pumping fast and hard into Jenny, the rubber cock slick with juice. Jenny groans became a long drawn out cry, her body began to shake. Julie continued to pump her. Jenny’s orgasm seemed to go on for ages, but slowly Julie began to slow down, and Jenny’s body began to relax. Julie withdraw the rubber cock that she had impaled Jenny with and stood up, and Jenny collapsed onto the floor, breathing deeply and whimpering with satisfied contentment. With out a word Julie stood up and stepped over Jenny and stood in front of David, and question forming on her lips, which turned to surprise as he lowed himself on to his knees. David face was now level with the still very wet rubber cock, he could smell the strong scent of Jenny cunt juice. He bent forward and ran is tongue over the cock, tasting the wetness, his mouth emitting a low groan. “Ooohhh…Mr Lake you are naughty, I didn’t realise you were this kinky.” After a few minutes, Julie announced that it was now clean, and got of the arms of the chair. |
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