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Lying in bed surrounded by the heat of two nubile female bodies on either side of me, I feel as if I am the luckiest man in the world. My back is to Kate, who is softly stroking my cock, and Janice is on the other side of me with the heat of her lush little body radiating against mine while I toy with her erect nipple.
I think back on the events which have brought the three of us together.
I love my job. Teaching Scuba diving, which is my passion, is a great way to make a living. This is especially true with the course I teach at a local private junior college for girls. The college hires me to teach a course each semester. Twice a year they place twelve freshman girls under my care once a week for six weeks.
The course is divided into an academic portion and pool sessions, and then these are followed by ocean dives.
Money and cost are not a factor as the students come from extremely affluent families. The annual tuition cost to attend the college is in the $50,000 range and does not include activities such as my course, which, as an elective, incurs a separate cost charged to the girls’ families.
Tonight is the first night of the course, and at six o’clock I saunter into the classroom to meet my students.
After I introduce myself, I ask each girl to stand up and give a short intro about herself including her name and the reason she is taking this course. I get all the stereotypical answers that I have heard countless times before; save the fish, care for the environment, and so on.
I long for one who will give an honest answer: "Mr. Chris, I am taking this course because it is an easy Phys Ed credit and there is no homework involved.”
Looking over the class, I see that students are the typical collection of pampered eighteen year old Barbie dolls which I get each year.
I go through the prescribed curriculum for the next hour and answer the questions that I usually get from these first-night sessions. When I notice that their eyes are starting to glaze, I announce pool time.
I tell the girls to go and change into their spandex body suits and meet me at the pool with their masks, fins and snorkels.
Soon, at the edge of the pool, twelve young women surround me. The transformation is complete. Gone are the Barbie dolls in their ultra-conservative school uniforms, replaced by twelve mouth-watering mermaids.
I have them get in the water and start the training. Throughout the session, I watch their young, sleek bodies as they go through the normal first-night in-water exercises. The spandex body suits they wear mold their firm young bodies like a second skin.
My mouth waters at all these boobies, asses and legs surrounding me. The odd one has a suit which is too tight and displays her genitals. I have a hard time with all this beauty around me and take care that I keep my hands to myself despite all the temptations offered to me. Thank god I am in the water, and that helps control my erection.
Most of the time.
Too soon, class ends and they scurry off to change while I do the same. I then gather the equipment and verify that in effect they are all out of the building before locking up.
As I come to the girl’s showers, just when I am going to call out, “Is anybody there?” I notice that the door is partially open. A wet towel lies on the ground preventing it from closing.
I hear the sound of giggling. Curiosity overwhelms me as I strain to hear. Faintly the words come to me; it seems that I am the subject of conversation.
“I think Mr. Chris is so cute.”
“Did you notice, like, how he was looking at us?”
“Sure did, I even noticed a few times that he sort of rearranged his cock so it was not so obvious.”
“His cock? Do you mean his penis?”
“Yes.”
“God, that made me so horny.”
“I am almost ready to masturbate right here.”
“Go ahead, no one is here.”
“Let’s! That would be so cool.”
“Okay, if you do so will I.”
By this time, all control over my cock is lost. It is so erect that I have to rearrange it in my shorts. Slightly opening the door a bit wider I get a full view reflected in the mirror of Kate, a short, slender, athletic young blond girl, and Janice, a deliciously rounded girl with auburn hair.
They are sitting facing each other on the benches, completely naked with their feet spread wide. I can see their fingers sliding through their pussies.
Kate asks, “What are you thinking of?”
“I am imagining Mr. Chris and his sexy body against mine.”
“Me too.”
“I am also remembering how good it felt when we touched each other at my place.”
In an instant I whip out my cock and start jerking off, my eyes glued to the scene in the mirror.
I watch as Janice moves behind Kate and has her stand up. She wraps her arms around her and lowers her hands between Kate’s legs. She puts her curled fingers into Kate’s pussy and starts to move then in and out. Her other hand is toying with Kate’s tiny nipples. Kate’s eyes glaze as she utters low moans.
A plan forms in my devious mind. Suddenly opening the door, I yell, “What is going on here?”
Both of them freeze, hastily grabbing their towels and covering themselves.
“Get dressed. I will be waiting for you outside.” Minutes later; “Come into the classroom. We need to talk.”
They follow me, red-cheeked, heads bowed in shame. I have them sit down while I stand behind the podium, which offers my cock some protection.
“What makes you think that what you were doing is acceptable in school and in my course? Don’t you realize I could lose my position here if this came out in the open?”
Kate pipes up, "We’re sorry Mr. Chris. It won’t happen again.”
“Sorry doesn't cut it. The locker rooms and showers are video recorded; the tapes are reviewed by the dean.”
Janice yelps, “Oh no!” and starts to cry. “We could be expelled.”
“Yes, and the Dean would be forced to tell your parents why and even show the tapes as proof.”
More sobbing, and tears are now rolling down both the girls cheeks.
“Now, maybe I can help you out.”
Kate says, “How?”
“Well, I can make the tape not show what took place.”
“You can?” they simultaneously blurt out.
“However,” I say, “There will be conditions.”
“Oh anything, we will do anything you ask of us,” blurts Janice.
"Are you sure?”
“Oh yes,” chimes in Kate.
“Well I heard you talking in the locker room about my cock.” More blushes. “Have you ever seen a cock?” I ask.
“Only my brother’s,” says Janice, while Kate shakes her head no.
I step out from behind the podium with my cock tenting my shorts. “Well this is a cock, and when a man sees a cute girl, like you two, his cock grows hard. Now, when it grows this way it gets to hurt after awhile and it needs relief.”
“Remember, you have agreed to let me help you and that you would do anything if I help you out; you are going to help releave the tension.” I drop my shorts; as usual, I am going commando, and out pops my eight inches.
Eyes wide as saucers, the girls stare. “Get your cute butts over here,” I order. “Touch it.”
Kate musters her courage and tentatively reaches out and wraps her small fingers around it. She looks up smiling at me. “Wow, so hot and soft and hard, all at the same time.”
Janice says, "My turn,” as she pushes Kate’s hand away.
“Don’t fight, girls, there is enough for both of you.”
Their hands are squeezing the head and the shaft as they both find a way to handle my cock.
Janice smirks, “It's sure bigger than my brother's.”
Kate, looking up at me, asks, “But why does it hurt?”
“Have you taken Sex Ed classes?”
They nod yes. “Well, see, these balls hanging under me produce sperm and the pressure when I am excited builds up and wants to release that sperm. Understand?” They nod again. “That is where you can help.”
“Janice, take your hand and wrap it gently around my cock, but before you do, wet it with your spit so it will glide more easily up and down as you caress the length of my shaft. Kate, you will softly touch and caress my balls and tickle them, just make sure you do not squeeze them hard.”
By this time, I know I have set my hook into them. They reach out, and I feel their hands running up and down my shaft as my balls are gently massaged.
Janice exclaims, “Is that pee coming out of the tip? I know it is not sperm, sperm is supposed to be white and creamy.
“No, love, that is pre-cum and it's there to help your hand slide on me. Takes some in the palm of your hand and spread it along my cock it will make me feel good.”
Kate releases my balls, touches, and smells it. Then slyly brings the finger to her mouth and gives it a lick. “Yummy, I like the taste.”
What a nasty little slut she is going to be.
Not wanting to be outdone, Janice follows suit and smiles, licking her lips.
“Okay, girls, please no more talking; you are starting to make me feel better.” Janice’s little hand starts to fly up and down my shaft. The feeling is exquisite and I know I will not be able to hold back much longer.
Suddenly I thrust my hips forward and long strands of cum jet out of my cock. “Don’t stop,” I say, “keep stroking it.” Jet after jet erupts until I am finally done.
The girls have an awestruck looks on their faces. “So much, wow! I just expected it to be a little trickle. Is it okay to taste it?”
“Go ahead, see how you like it.”
They scoop some from where it has landed on my belly; they lick and suck their fingers.
“Creamy and hot - I like that!" says Janice.
Kate goes, “Yum!”
Real cum sluts; how far can I go with them?
“Can we do it again?”
I laugh, “You liked that?”
They both smile at me while nodding their heads. "Well, first let me make sure I can correct the situation. Tomorrow morning come to my house at 9:30 and I will be able to tell you if all is good. Now get out of here!”
I watch their cute asses as they scamper out of the room.
Now how do I do this?
I am aware that the video cameras are connected to the computer in the dean’s office; I had once helped her with some glitches she was experiencing. However, her door is locked when she is not there. Breaking in would be too obvious. I remember, however, that she also had a private toilet that connected both to her office as well as to the corridor. My master key would not open her office door but just maybe it would open the door from the corridor.
I went to the second floor and Eureka! The key did open the door to the toilet. I went to her computer and connected my laptop to a USB port on her machine. Then I located the video recording and after careful editing removed the incriminating evidence; no one would know that it was missing fifteen minutes. I loaded that portion on my computer and left.
Once home I looked at the upload, almost gloating, thinking of the following morning. What fun I am going to have with those two little sluts.
My dreams that night were some of the best I ever had.
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