Erotic Teacher

by Skye Reed

  "I'm sorry Mary! I have to pee so bad!" Tabitha was saying as she threw the door open and barged into the bathroom. "OH SHIT!" she exclaimed in surprise at the sight of me standing in front of the toilet, my cock in my hand, peeing. She froze in place, staring at my cock for long seconds while I stared at her in her thin t-shirt, a pair of pink panties showing under the hem. Her tits, easily the size of small coconuts, pushed out the front of the shirt and bumps protruded from each one. After long seconds of each of us staring at each other, she backed out and closed the door without a word.

  "Good lord," I mumbled as I stood there, waiting for the seemingly never ending stream to end. Finally I was done, I tucked myself back into my boxers and then stepped into the shorts. They were large, almost too large, but they had a drawstring in the waist that I could pull tight enough that they didn't quite fall down off my ass on their own. I pulled the way too big t-shirt on over it and then collected my clothes and shoes. I opened the door and saw Tabitha standing against the wall next to the bathroom door, her hands pressed between her legs.

  "Oh thank god," she mumbled, darting past me into the bathroom before I was even all the way out.

  "What was that about?" Mary asked as I walked from the bathroom into the living room area.

  "Oh. Nothing," I answered her as I looked at the sofa, a blanket and pillow spread out on it. "This'll do just fine," I added.

  "Okay. Well. I can't thank you enough for all you've done."

  "No problem," I answered tiredly, dropping heavily on the sofa.

  "Well. Sleep well," she said, walking to the short hallway leading to the bathroom and bedroom doors. She turned the lights off and walked down the hall, leaving me with the only light being the blue glow of the microwave shining from the kitchen area. I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep, something I didn't expect to take too long. I heard the bathroom door open after the toilet flushed and then another door open and close.

  I have no idea how long I lay there half asleep before I heard it. Whispering and giggling. Two of them, probably Tabitha and Simone, were quietly tiptoeing past the sofa.

  "Shhhh don't wake him up!" I think it was Tabitha whispered.

  "Is he asleep?" she said as they stopped in front of the sofa.

  "Uh huh."

  "I can't believe you walked in on him half naked.

  "Wasn't my fault."

  "Leave it to you to find the only cock," Simone giggled.

  "Yeah. But I couldn't do anything with it."

  "Too bad. I'm so fucking horny."

  "After all that teasing shit at the party? Oh yeah!"

  "Hungry too. Come on. Let's go get food."

  "I'd rather get his cock!" Tabitha giggled as she was pulled away toward the kitchen.

  The light in the kitchen clicked on and I squinted at the sudden wash of light flooding from the area. Simone and Tabitha were both standing in the kitchen wearing t-shirts. I could see that flash of pink under Tabitha's t-shirt hem, but as Simone opened the refrigerator and bent over I could see her bare ass sticking out at me, her even darker pussy lips pushing out at me, completely bare.

  "Oh strawberries!" Simone giggled, pulling a tub of strawberries out of the fridge.

  "Oh yeah. Sweet and delicious!" Tabitha giggled, reaching into the tub as Simone turned to face her, using her bare ass to push the fridge door closed behind her. They stood there eating the berries, one at a time, one berry, two berries, three berries. On number four Tabitha held the berry out to Simone who bit the end off, grinning and holding her next berry out for Tabitha. She bit the berry and the two giggled together. "You don't wanna..."

  "I'm awfully damn horny. Unless you're planning on waking him up."

  Tabitha took the berries from Simone and reached to the counter. She set the container down and then straightened up, reaching for the hem of Simone's t-shirt. I stared in disbelief as Tabitha pulled the shirt up and off of Simone, leaving her standing there completely nude. Her breasts were larger than I'd expected, easily a large handful with dark chocolate areola that covered much of the front of each breast. Her nipples stuck out prominently, begging to be sucked. I would have been more than happy to suck them for her, but Tabitha leaned down and sucked her right nipple into her mouth.

  "Oh god yes," Simone moaned softly, reaching to wrap both hands behind Tabitha's head and hold her face against her tits. She stood there accepting Tabitha's attentions for long seconds before she moved her hands to Tabitha's back, grabbing gently at the shirt, pulling and working it slowly up her body until Tabitha had to let go of Simone's tit for her to pull the shirt over her head. With a grin Tabitha leaned back down, her modest sized tits, hanging down and swinging slightly as she sucked on Simone's left nipple. As she stood sucking Simone's nipple, she reached for her panties and wiggled them over her butt and down her legs, letting them fall to the floor around her ankles.

  "My turn," Simone said softly, pressing on Tabitha's shoulders to get her to stand up again. With a grin she leaned down and sucked one of Tabitha's nipples into her mouth, her right hand sliding down Tabitha's body and between her legs.

  "Ohhhh fuck," Tabitha moaned, as Simone sucked and licked her nipples, first one and then the other, her hand sliding in and out between Tabitha's legs at the same time. Simone pulled her face from Tabitha's breasts and her hand from her pussy. She reached for Tabitha's hand and pulled her toward the kitchen table. With a grin she sat her ass back on the table, and pulled Tabitha along with her. I was glad the table was pretty stout, because within moments the two of them were on the table, Simone on her back and Tabitha on all fours above her, her pussy in Simone's face and her tongue eagerly licking Simone's pussy.

  I'd seen stuff like this on internet porn sites, and seeing it in person was even more incredible. My cock was rock hard in my boxers and the oversized shorts as I lay watching the two licking each other's pussies. From my vantage point I couldn't see what Simone was doing to Tabitha's pussy, but it was pretty damn clear it felt good based on how much Tabitha was moaning into Simone's pussy and squirming around on top of her. I lay there staring, no longer able to resist grabbing my own cock. I pushed the covers aside, untied the string in the waistband of the shorts and slid my hand down into my boxers, grabbing my cock. I lay there, gently stroking myself inside my boxers, my already hard cock growing fatter in my own hand. I really wanted to just get up and walk in there and stuff my cock into that sweet looking black pussy.

  "Oh fuck yes!" Tabitha moaned loudly, pulling her head from between Simone's legs. Her eyes were closed and she was gasping loudly as Simone did, well, something to her pussy.

  I pushed the shorts down over my ass along with my boxers, my cock now completely exposed as I slowly stroked it, watching the two on the table beyond caring if they noticed me or not. Tabitha's tits swung in short little jerky movements, hanging down below her, shaken by her body as Simone appeared to be pushing her fingers rapidly in and out of her pussy. Tabitha no longer was licking Simone, but she was still trying to keep her end up, one arm looped around Simone's chocolate brown thigh, her elbow on the table and her fingers rubbing back and forth across her dark brown lips, showing occasional little flashes of her pinker depths.

  "God those two little sluts really look like they need a good fuck, don't they?" I heard Mary whisper.

  I jerked my head from looking at the two girls on the table to where the voice came from and saw Mary standing completely naked, her fingers stroking her shaved pussy, her exposed tits considerably larger than either of the other two. I was as embarrassed by being caught stroking myself off as I was turned on by the now three nude bodies.

  "I'll be honest. I didn't expect or plan this when I invited you in, but listening to those two slutting it up with each other pushed all the right buttons. I'm glad you're awake. Now, you can walk over there and interrupt, which I'm pretty sure you were getting ready to do, or you can put that to use right here, fucking me and watching the floor show."

  "That's a lo
t of words to ask for sex."

  "Yeah. It is, isn't it?" she said, stepping from the end of the sofa around to the side next to me. She stepped one bare foot across me, dropping slowly to a knee, reaching for my hardon at the same time. With a grin, she aimed my rock hard cock at her pussy, lowering herself until my head was touching her fat round lips and the soft flowery lips already wet with her own juices. She rubbed my head back and forth along her wet lips spreading her juices on my mushroom head, the heat of her pussy flowing into me and teasing me even more.

  "Mmmmmmmm now this is what I've been needing all night," she cooed softly as she settled her weight down on me, my head pressing into her tunnel entrance. I felt her weight pressing on me, stretching herself wider to accept my fat shaft. "Ohhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuck!" she groaned as my head finally slipped into her and she started to slide down my shaft. I felt her slip about half way down my shaft and then lift herself a little and drop down again, sliding it a little more into herself. Her mouth was open in a perpetual gasp as she bounced herself slowly up and down, taking more and more of me into her hot wet depths.

  "Oh god yes," I groaned as her shaved mound pressed against my pubic hair, my head pushed all the way into the end of her tunnel. She reached for my hands, which had moved almost automatically to rest on her thighs. She pulled my hands to her breasts, pressing my palms to her hard nipples. I gently squeezed both creamy orbs, drawing another moan of pleasure from her. She began lifting and dropping herself on me, sliding her velvety soft pussy up and down my shaft. She gasped and moaned softly with almost every stroke down onto me.

  "Ohmygod," she whispered as she continued bouncing on me, the two of us ignoring the sounds of climax coming from the kitchen. "You're so fucking big. God you feel good inside me."

  "Must have been some party," I grunted, a loud cry of climax drawing my attention momentarily to the kitchen. Simone's legs were spread wide, pointing almost straight at me while Tabitha frantically rubbed her fingers back and forth across her pussy.

  "SHIT!" Simone cried as her body arched and a gush of liquid squirted from her pussy.

  "Oh fuck," I groaned at the sight of her black pussy squirting toward us. It was another sight I'd seen on video, but never in person, and my brain was already on overload. My body jerked, my back arching up and stuffing my cock deep into Mary as she dropped down my shaft.

  "FUCK!" she cried as my cock jammed hard into her cervix, making her body spasm around my cock as the first gush of cum lanced up into her. I lay below her jerking over and over as my cock emptied into her. The sudden change in sensations must have triggered her own climax, which had been hovering ever so close. She gasped and shuddered on me, trying to form words, but failing. She reached for my chest with her hands, using me for balance as she sat on me, one leg bent next to me and the other still resting on the floor. "Oh god," she finally managed to get out as she sat on me panting. "Ohhhhhh my god."

  "I agree. Been a long time since I've had anyone around me like this, especially someone as young as you," I said, breathing harder than I would have expected for as little work as I'd done. "You feel as good to an old man as you look."

  "Well, thank you, but you sure as hell didn't feel like an old man a few minutes ago."

  "Fortunately that part of the plumbing isn't broken yet," I chuckled. After a few seconds I let my smile fade. "I'm sorry. I kinda feel like I've taken advantage of you or something. I'm supposed to be being a gentleman, not being part of an orgy or something."

  She laughed softly. "Don't worry. As far as I'm concerned you're still every bit a gentleman as when you stopped to help us on the highway."

  I moved my hands from where they still cupped her tits and shrugged. "Glad you think so."

  "I do. I guess there isn't much point in you sleeping on this uncomfortable sofa."

  "It's not all that uncomfortable," I answered, wondering if she meant that I needed to leave. "Let me get dressed and I'll hit the road."

  "Hit the road? Why?"

  "I kinda felt like I just wore out my welcome," I answered seriously.

  She laughed as the girls climbed off the table and walked closer to us.

  "Hell Mary! How is it you got screwed?"

  "You were busy," she answered with a grin.

  "So, do we get some?"

  "That all depends. I was just about to suggest to him that he join me for the rest of the night in my bed. If he doesn't mind getting naked that is. You know how I feel about clothes in my bed."

  "Oh we most certainly do," Simone giggled.

  "And if he's still naked come morning, does that mean we can play too?" Tabitha asked with a grin.

  "That's up to him, and of course if you can get him hard. I don't think that'll be a problem, but then we'll just have to see what's left in the morning."

  "Meaning you plan on fucking him when you get up in the morning," Simone said with a knowing smile.

  "Well, it is MY house, right?"

  "It is that. Come on, Tab. Let's go back to bed."

  "Might as well. I don't think we're gonna get any right now anyway," Tabitha agreed.

  "So how about it? Wanna get naked and come sleep with me?" Mary asked, looking down at me.

  "That what you want?"

  "Wouldn't ask if I didn't," she said quietly.

  "In that case, I'd be happy to share your bed, under one condition."

  "What's that?"

  "I get a little sleep? I'm beat!"

  She giggled and pushed up off of me, letting my now soft cock slip from her. "Let's get those clothes off. Be a shame to have them in the way when we wake up later, wouldn't it?"

  "Yeah it would," I agreed as she stepped off of me and leaned down to pull my borrowed shorts off along with my boxers. "It would indeed," I said quietly, wondering what the morning was going to bring. Oh well. I didn't have anywhere to be, so this was as good a place as any to spend Saturday morning. Standing naked next to her only lasted a moment. She took my hand, smiled at me and pulled me down the hall.

  "I hope you don't mind morning sex," she giggled as she led me into the dark bedroom and pushed the door closed behind us.

  No. I didn't mind morning sex one bit...

  Heat of the Day

  It was a hot day. A truly stinking hot and humid day and Michelle had had it. All she wanted to do was crawl home and relax in air conditioned comfort. True, a cool change had been forecast, but that was the future. The right now was just plain rotten.

  Arriving home the first thing she did was turn on the air conditioner. The second thing she did was to swear bitterly at it as something sparked and the unit died. A call for repairs guaranteed to have someone out there next week. Next week? She was hot now.

  Fans are useful, she decided. She checked her cupboards, knowing she had a decent fan somewhere, if she could just remember where she stored it. Finally finding it hidden at the bottom of the linen cupboard she hauled it out and into the front room. Yes! It worked.

  Home alone with just a fan and no air conditioner. No problems. Michelle calmly stripped and settled down on the couch, the oscillating fan blowing air against her, keeping her cool. Cooler, anyway. Equipped with a jug of iced coffee, a bowl of seedless grapes, and a book, she settled down to while away some time.

  An hour later and the forecast cool change started to make itself known. The temperature dropped to just bearable levels and Michelle relaxed even more. Nibbling on grapes and reading her book, an entertaining bodice ripper, Michelle was content.

  Too content to answer the door when the bell rang.

  "Who is it?" she called.

  "Brandon," came the reply. "Your brother asked me to drop your things off as I was passing this way."

  Brandon was a long time mate of her brother's. A nice enough guy. He wouldn't have thought twice about swinging past her place to act as Michael's delivery boy.

  "Well, come on in," she called. "The door's not locked and I'm too comfortable to move. I'm in the lounge room."

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nbsp; She glanced at the door as Brandon wandered down the hall and entered. He looked slightly surprised to see her lying there.

  "The air conditioner broke," she explained. "I had to get out the old fan. I was just feeling too enervated to do anything. Thank god the change has come and things are starting to cool down."

  "Well, there's nothing like taking it easy," Brandon agreed. "Lounging on the couch, cold drink, grapes, and the old fan replacing the slave with the palm leaf. Quite roman orgyish."