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Hi, my name’s Amanda. I’m 23, and live in a nice little apartment on the outskirts of a big city, and work as a bank teller.

My little brother, Todd, lives with me. He’s 21, and was already getting by quite well just by picking up jobs doing landscaping during the spring and summer and then plowing during the winter. I sincerely love my younger brother, more so than most older sisters in the world. We had always gotten along pretty well, but a couple months into my senior year, our relationship changed drastically, and for the better.

It's a long story that actually started months before that, on a day that started off just like any other.

Back when I was still in high school, I obviously lived with my parents, but they were hardly ever home. They were both working a little too hard to climb the corporate ladder, and that meant early mornings, late nights and lots of business trips. Of course, my brother and I didn’t mind having the house to ourselves most of the time. In fact, that’s probably what made us so close, the fact that we had little parental guidance. We ended up relying on each other more than most siblings. We hardly saw each other at school though, since he was a grade below me.

When my junior year in high school was coming to an end, (I was just sixteen) I was made aware of a very well-kept secret. Only the senior boys and a small group of senior girls knew about it, and I was lucky enough to be one of those girls. It was a small school, with only about 150 kids in each class, and my class was actually below average with around 130 kids.

There was an auditorium on the top floor, used for plays and assemblies and whatnot, but most of the time it was completely empty. In the back there were two single-occupant bathrooms. One for males, the other for females, that shared a dry wall. The rooms were kept locked when the auditorium was not being used, but a few years earlier a student had gotten their hands on a janitor’s master key and had made a copy.

I’m not sure how everything fell into place after that, but the short story is that a glory hole was created between the two bathrooms, and at the end of each school year a new group of about 10-12 girls was selected (by the group of girls who were due to graduate) to keep the tradition going. I was lucky enough to be selected. In hindsight, even though I never really paid much mind to my looks or style, I can’t say I was very surprised.

First of all, I was very busty, or at least I was relative to the other high school girls I would be compared. I filled out early, hitting a B cup when I was 13, C cup when I was 15 and by then end of my junior year, I was filling a D cup perfectly (at which point they stopping growing, luckily.) They were a little big on my small 5’5” frame, but they fit in well with my firm tummy, sexy hips and, my favorite body part, my juicy, round ass, sculpted by hours of running. I went for a four to five hour run every day back then and it really paid off, giving me tight calves and smooth, toned thighs.

Second of all, I was cute, at least I thought so.

I had a little round face with brown eyes and raven black hair that reached a few inches past my shoulders. Plus a nice set of thick red lips, mixed with my tight and curvy body, meant that most boys in my school considered me hot.

Erica Albright was the one to initiate me.

She found me in the library during one of my free periods. I was wrapped up in my work and it startled me when she suddenly leaned over my shoulder and whispered into my ear, “Hey, Jamie.” I jumped a little, but I knew Erica pretty well from being on the cheer team and in a couple clubs together, and she liked to do stuff like that, so I wasn’t too surprised. I was just finishing an essay. I didn’t even turn to face her for a minute and she saw that I was pretty deep in thought and left me to it.

I heard her pull up the chair from the work station adjacent to mine and in my peripheral vision I saw her sit down facing me. “Done,” I said with a sigh of relief as I put the final period on it a moment later. I turned to face her and was greeted by her beautiful smile.

I had never really been attracted to any girls, but no one could ignore Erica’s beauty. She had a perfectly shaped face with light blue eyes and thin red lips and all framed by her gorgeous golden blonde hair, which she had recently curled. It looked amazing.

“I forgot how hard being a junior was, I’m glad I’m not in your shoes right now,” she said with a smirk. “Yeah, but you get to go to college next year. I’d love to be in your shoes right now, but I guess I will be soon enough.”

“Yup, very soon. I’ve actually been meaning to talk to you about that,” Erica said as she looked around for a moment and scooted a little bit closer.

“What’s that?” I asked as I started to pack up my books since the period was about to end.

“Well, it’s hard to explain, I think I need to just show you.”

Before I could make any attempt to stop her, she had her hand under my skirt and her fingers found their way inside the crotch of my white cotton boy shorts very easily. I admit, when her hand touched the top of my inner thighs, my legs opened a little wider without hesitation.

“What are you doing?” I asked anxiously, somehow managing to keep my voice down as I looked around.

Luckily, we were in a corner of the library that people barely walked through. I looked down to see the front of my thin skirt bunched around my waist and her fingers moving up and down my pussy. And boy was she good with her fingers. She had slid her index and middle fingers between my smooth, shaven lips and was gently rubbing from my clit down to my tight little opening, and each time her fingers reached it, her middle finger would slide inside just a little bit, just enough to make me really hot.

And god, I was so fucking hot.

My nipples were clearly visible through the thin pink lace bra and white tank top that I was wearing and after only a minute or so of her playing with my cunt, I was more aroused than ever before. I was getting so hot I was starting to sweat a little, and one particular bead of sweat rolling down my neck must’ have caught her eye and she promptly leaned in to lick it off. Her tongue felt so soft and cool on my warm skin, and a soft moan escaped my lips. Then Erica suddenly slid her two fingers as far into my tight pussy as they could reach. I gasped and one of my hands clamped onto the edge of the desk like a vice.

I couldn’t help it, I felt my pussy contracting around her fingers and a couple seconds later I let out a deep groan of pleasure just as I covered my mouth with my free hand.

I was so close to cumming, and she knew it. I guess she didn’t want to risk exposing our little play session in the library, because she abruptly slipped her fingers back out and withdrew her hand completely. With her other hand, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper, which she dropped on my seat between my legs.

As I looked down to retrieve it, I noticed that my skirt was still around my waist exposing the crotch of my very wet panties and that I was actually so wet that I was dripping onto the seat and was creating a dark wet spot in the fabric cushion. With the piece of paper in my hand, I looked back up as she was just starting to walk away.

I had never found myself fixating on another girl before, but suddenly I couldn’t stop looking at her ass. It looked so firm and sexy. She was wearing a pair of skin tight jeans that accentuated her long, slim legs, but they hugged her butt to such perfection that I felt a strong desire to grab and spank it. I stood up so I could see her over the workstation dividers and when she got a little further away, she stopped and turned around completely to face me. With a sexy smirk, she raised her hand toward her face with her middle and index finger extended, and despite the 20 or so feet that separated us, I could see that her fingers were still coated in my juices. There were probably a half dozen people within view behind her, but that didn’t stop her from reaching her fingers into her mouth, sensually wrapping her lips around them, and then sucking them clean as she lusciously slid them out from between her lips.

She turned and was out of sight a few seconds later, and as I sat back down, I looked down at myself.

My nipples were the first thing I noticed, not as swollen as a few minutes earlier, but still noticeable through the thin layers I wore. Raising the hem of my skirt, I could see that my panties were not going to be dry for a while. They were soaked and clung so tightly that my puffy folds were easily discernible. I rubbed my pussy lightly through my panties, hitting my clit gently and causing my heart rate to instantly climb and my pussy to spasm lightly. I quickly removed my hand and straightened my skirt and just as I was about to stand up, the bell chimed loudly and I jumped out of surprise.

With a quiet sigh, I stood up and as I went to pick up my bag. I realized I still had that piece of paper from Erica in my hand. Sitting back down, I unfolded it to find a short message instructing me to meet her in the auditorium at 1 o’clock that afternoon. That was just 30 minutes away, but I’d have to ditch English class to meet her. But I was pretty sure that I smelled of sweat and arousal, so I decided I couldn’t go to my last two classes that day anyway. I wasn’t looking forward to the detention that I would receive for cutting class, but I’d have to deal with it.

Instead, I remained where I was until the next obnoxiously loud chime signified that the five minute break was over. Now that there would be less people in the hallways, I ventured out, smelling of sex and with my nipples still protruding slightly.

I wasn’t sure where I was headed, and it wasn’t much of a concern either. It had occurred to me that Erica Albright, the prettiest, most popular girl in my high school, wanted to fuck me. And there was no way in hell I was gonna say no.

After about ten minutes of walking, I found myself on the top floor in front of the auditorium. All of the main entrances were locked, but I found a door that led back stage where it was almost completely dark. A small amount of light from the stage light was sneaking through the curtains, which weren’t quite closed all the way. I walked onto the stage, looking around at all the empty seats and I started to imagine that I was naked, with Erica kneeling before me with her mouth on my pussy and all my classmates and teachers serving as an audience.

My thighs spread and my hand slid inside my panties.

My pussy was still wet and my clit was hard, poking out from between my labia. I rubbed it with my finger tip gently, pretending that it was Erica’s tongue massaging my erect pleasure organ. My moans echoed softly in the large empty space and after a few minutes, I was once again nearing orgasm. But once again, Erica wouldn’t allow me to reach my climax yet. Her hand on my shoulder jerked me back to reality, and I pulled my hand out of my panties as I turned around swiftly.

“Not yet, Amanda,” she said with a knowing smirk.

My heart was pounding wildly and I couldn’t manage any words, but Erica took my hand and led me back stage. It was still dark back there, and while my eyes were still struggling to adjust, she was pulling me by the hand with no hesitation. We stopped and she let go of my hand, but I felt her body against mine as she shuffled around me. A door closed, and for a second I thought she had left me, but then she flicked the light switch and I was finally able to see what was going on.

We were in a small bathroom, with just a toilet with a sink and enough room for us and maybe one other person. The bathroom was clean and well-kept for the most part, but one of the walls had a hole about four inches wide in it. I was turned mostly away from Erica as I looked around and I jumped a little when I felt her fingers pinch my ass.

“Hey!” I said with a giggle as I spun around and grabbed her wrist.

Our breasts were just barely touching and our faces were only inches apart. We looked into each others' eyes lustfully for a moment, and then suddenly our lips came together in a deep, steamy kiss. Her tongue was almost immediately in my mouth and while the tip tickled the roof of my mouth, my tongue stroked the underside of hers firmly.

My hand was still holding her wrist between our midsection's, but it was a light grasp that she easily broke free of.

Then her hand immediately went up my skirt, moving up my thigh to my hip with her fingers lightly brushing my smooth skin, sending chills up my spine. Her other hand was quickly under my skirt and before I knew it she had my boy shorts around my knees and two fingers deep inside my pussy. She broke the kiss and with her other hand she shuffled us around until I was leaning back with my ass on the edge of the sink. In the process, my panties ended up at my ankles and I stepped out of them, which allowed me now to spread my legs quite wide, giving her more access to my vulva. She added a third finger, stretching my pussy out as she fucked me hard and fast.

Her mouth found my neck and kissed, sucked and nibbled it like an animal.

My body was covered in sweat and my breathing was very labored, but I wanted more. As Erica’s free hand laid a loud slap on my naked ass cheek and then proceeded to knead it roughly, her hands groped at my chest through the thin, damp layers that poorly concealed them and completely failed to hide my hard, aching nipples.

“You like this, Amanda? You like getting fucked by a girl in a bathroom?”

She looked into my eyes with a devilish smirk and I couldn’t say anything, I just moaned and nodded slowly.

Her fingers stopped their assault on my pussy and with both hands she removed my tank top and bra quickly, and my skirt was off in a hurry after that. Then her lips were on my neck again and both her hands were cupping my firm ass cheeks.

Her whole body started to go down slowly, her tongue sliding down the slope of my right breast, pausing to tease my nipple before continuing its journey downward over my soft, flat tummy to my clean shaven pussy.

My whole body shook as she teased my clit and my pussy felt hotter than ever before. It was flowing pretty freely and by now my crotch and most of my inner thighs were completely coated in my own pussy nectar, which I had always thought was quite sweet and tasty.

After just a minute or two of Erica’s mouth working up and down on my exposed cunt, her face and neck had my juices streaking down them. She looked up into my eyes as she dragged her tongue slowly up the length of my pussy, stopping at my clit. One of her hands slid up my thigh and as her index finger started to fuck my pussy slowly, her tongue curled around my swollen clit and that talented pink muscle started fucking my clit at the same rate.

My orgasm was overpowering when it hit, having been delayed twice. My hands clamped around the sides of the sink as my head was thrown back and my chest jutted out. My moans of ecstasy rolled through my lips and echoed around us in the small room. My hips were gyrating against her mouth for harder contact, which she didn’t seem to mind one bit.

Her tongue was lashing against my clit ravenously and her finger was slowly sliding in and out of my tight, convulsing pussy. Then my cunt loosened around her finger and my juices gushed out wildly. With her finger still inside me, my cum sprayed her chin and neck three or four times, and it dripped down her body until her pink t-shirt was soaked all the way through and stuck to her chest and tummy.

My pussy convulsed around her finger again, but since her tongue and finger just kept working my pussy in perfect unison, my cunt was soon opening to release more streams of my most intimate liquids. I started to get light headed and right when I thought I was gonna black out, her tongue slid over my clit one last time, up my lower abdomen to my belly button, and it retreated completely just as her fingertip slipped free from my pussy, which was still leaking heavily.

“That was fucking hot,” she said as she stood up and put her arm around my lower back.

Her other hand slid up between my shoulders to hold the back of my neck as she lifted my mouth to hers for the wettest, most erotic kiss that I ever received or probably ever will. I wrapped my arms around her back and finally got to squeeze that ass and even find a way to fit my hand inside those tight jeans of hers to touch her ass directly, with her red lace thong doing nothing to protect her fleshy cheeks.

I was reveling in the moment, enjoying the taste of her mouth mixed with the taste of my own pussy juice and the feel of her arms around me while my hand was down the back of her pants groping her ass. She put her hands on my hips and moved me to the toilet, which had a padded seat and cover, which I must say was a great idea, considering what that room was used for.

“You know, I’m a squirter, too,” she said with that devilish smirk. “But we’ll get to that later,” she continued before I could say anything and then she leaned down and tilted my head back to kiss me again. My eyes closed naturally and stayed closed even when I heard a tap-tap on the wall right next to us.

After another minute or so of making out, Erica broke the kiss and as my eyes opened, they were immediately drawn to the hole in the wall, which now had a semi-erect penis sticking through it. I watched as Erica’s hand wrapped around it and started playing with it and it quickly went all the way hard. It was probably a little less than six inches long, and not very thick, but the way it was sticking through the hole made it so look tempting. I didn’t resist at all when Erica put her free hand on the back of my head and guided it toward the erect cock. In fact, I opened my mouth wide, and Erica guided it right into my mouth and continued pushing my face forward until my lips were touching the wall and the head of the member was touching the back of my throat.

I gagged a little and she removed her hand. I slid back a couple inches, but kept the cock in my mouth, now working my tongue all over the bottom and sides of the mystery man’s prick.

Before that, I had sex plenty of times – a few times with my ex-boyfriend, who I lost my virginity to when I was 16, and many times with my boyfriend at that time. I had sucked dick just as much and at this point I knew how to make a guy give me his load.

For a minute I moved my lips up and down the length of his member quickly, stopping close to the bottom before slowly sliding my lips back until they were wrapped around the base of the swollen head and there I sucked extra hard, causing that veined member to throb in my mouth.

After just a couple minutes of this process I knew he was close and sucked as hard as I could on the head of his dick and rubbed the tip of it with my tongue slowly and firmly. I heard a deep groan from the other side of the wall and a second later I felt a warm, thick shot of cum hit the back of my throat. His cum was much thicker than the two boys I had been with prior, and while I was trying to swallow his first thick load, a second filled my mouth. I pulled my face back just in time as two more smaller globs of his sticky white cream were fired at my tits.

I had finally managed to get all of the cum in my mouth into my belly and my lips kissed the head, which was no longer ejaculating, but I was desperate for any remaining cum in his cock. It didn’t taste particularly good, but in that moment I just wanted as much of that mystery man’s seed inside and on me as I could get.

My right hand jerked his cock firmly and slowly, pumping any left over cum out the tip of his cock, through my lips and right onto my awaiting tongue. Meanwhile, my left hand was smearing the cum on my tits all over my chest and stomach.

After a minute or so of milking it, his cock had nothing left to offer, so I removed my lips and hand. I turned around and saw Erica sitting on the sink facing me with her back against the wall, one foot on the ground while the other was raised almost to her own head. Her jeans and panties were in a pile by the door, revealing her beautiful legs and tight, pink pussy, which her left hand was keeping open with her first two fingers while the same digits on her other hand rubbed her clit so fast they were a blur.

“Get on your knees, you cum-slut,” she said through gritted teeth and deep breaths.

It took a second for my brain to register her words, but then I was right there in front of her on my knees, with my face inches from her beautiful cunt.

“Oooh, open up.”

The words flowed out with a deep moan just as her floodgates broke. Her pussy opened and sprayed my face and chest with the sweetest liquid I have yet to come across. As her pussy readied another gush of her nectar, I pressed my lips around her opening, letting her cum shoot right into my eager mouth.

She kept toying with her clit and her juices flowed out of her two more times, overflowing my mouth and soaking the whole front of my body, just as I had done to her only a matter of minutes earlier. The bell rang again as her last jet of cum filled my mouth. As I sat back on my heels, I sloshed the gooey liquid around in my mouth for a few seconds, savoring the taste before swallowing it. I looked up at Erica, who had been slowly rubbing her pussy while she watched me enjoy her juice. “You look so fucking sexy right now.”

She smirked and wiped a couple fingers over my cheeks, gathering some of her own nectar, and then stuck those fingers into my mouth so I could suck them clean. “You really are a cum-slut,” she said as I sucked and licked all the cum from her fingers.

When she withdrew her spit-shined fingers, she moved her hand to the back of my head and pulled my face between her legs. I was pretty tired, and I had expected that we’d be done, but as soon as my lips touched her pussy again, all such thoughts were instantly gone. Her clit was large and so much fun to suck on, plus it obviously tasted sweet like the rest of her amazing cunt, and her pussy was nice and open (she was well known for being a huge slut, it was even rumored that she had slept with one or more teachers) so I could easily slide my tongue in there nice and deep and get right to the source of her deliciousness.

I loved every second of the fifteen or twenty minutes that I continued eating her out, during which she had one small orgasm that didn’t yield much of her sweet juice, and then another huge orgasm that filled me up and wore her out completely. By the time it was over, Erica’s weight was completely supported by the sink and my arms and hands wrapped around her soft, sexy thighs, keeping them open for my hungry lips to lick her pussy clean and also keeping her from sliding right to the ground. When I finally felt her legs show some sign of life, I loosened my hold and let her feet find the floor. From my spot on my knees, I started looking around for my clothes. While she remained on the sink resting after three orgasms in less than a half hour, I gathered my clothes together, but I couldn’t find my panties. After a couple minutes of searching the tiny room, I turned to Erica, who was now sitting up with her thighs closed and her hands clasped together in her lap.

“Have you seen my panties?” I asked, and her sexy lips curved into a devious smirk.

I looked down as she pushed her own thighs apart and a tiny amount of my boy shorts came into view, while most of the garment was stuffed inside her pussy. I smirked as well as I stepped between her legs, pulling my undies from her pussy slowly, and pushing two fingers on my other hand into her pussy just as it became vacant.

She moaned as I searched for her g-spot, and I leaned it to gently kiss her. My lips lingered for a few seconds, pressed firmly to hers, moving just so slightly, and I withdrew no more than an inch. We looked into each others' eyes, and then suddenly we were all over each other again, fondling and groping each other bodies roughly and finger-fucking each others' pussies.

We couldn’t get enough of each other and we went at it until the final bell of the day. Even then, when we knew we had only twenty minutes or so before we would likely be caught, we were reluctant to break our arms’ and lips’ embrace.

Nonetheless, we did manage to finally stop fooling around. After all, there was still a lot for Erica to show me. There was a secret compartment built into the wall behind the mirror, which had mouth wash, make up, a large supply of disinfectant wipes and everything to get a girl clean. Well, not really clean, but less like a dirty slut, at least.

After we had wiped down our naked bodies, (we each wiped down the other of course,) Erica hurriedly showed me a few last minute things.

The toilet paper dispenser was easily removable as it turned out, and it served as a cover for the glory hole when not in use. But the best part was the room next door. She briefly took me into the dark hallway again, but then into another room, and when she turned on the lights, I was pleasantly surprised.

There were half a dozen racks of clothes, most of which were ridiculous costumes for plays, but two of them were filled with everyday clothes, which was convenient if, say your shirt was completely covered in pussy juice, such as Erica’s was. My clothes were all pretty clean, except of course for my panties, which were saturated in Erica’s delicious nectar, but I was happy to wear those (after sucking as much fluid from them as I could of course).

Erica chose a skimpy pink tank top to my approval. Just as we were finally exiting the auditorium through one of the back stage doors, we heard the main doors being unlocked and opened. “I need a shower so badly,” I said, while Erica snaked her arm around my waist and pulled our bodies together as we walked down the near-empty halls.

“Yes, you do, and you’re gonna need a lot more during your senior year. There’s no shortage of horny guys in this school, trust me.”

We looked at each other and laughed for a moment, then kissed briefly a few times in a row before suddenly Erica pushed me up against a wall and we were again making out passionately.

We stopped abruptly when we were heard people yelling and a moment later a few younger boys went running by. We were back to walking along by then, albeit with Erica’s hand firmly gripping my ass cheek through my skirt. It occurred to me in that moment that in one foul swoop I had been turned into a slut.

“I really am a cum-slut,” I said, with a little smirk.

“Yup, and a hell of a -sexy cum-slut, at that.”

She kissed me on the cheek lightly as we headed out into the student parking lot.

“Y’know, since this is your first time getting cleaned up after a day at the glory hole, you might need an extra set of hands.” She shot me another devious look as one of her fingers slid along my slit through my panties. I smiled and gasped lightly as she led me to her car to take me home and clean me up.

The remainder of my junior year and the following summer both flew by faster than I wanted. I hadn’t turned into a big slut, like I worried I might, but I was getting horny much more often, since I was thinking about sex almost all the time. My boyfriend didn’t know why I was suddenly sucking and fucking him three or four times per day (as opposed to before my crazy experience with Erica, when we would have sex three or four times per week), but he wasn’t complaining either. Unfortunately, he couldn’t supply enough cum to satisfy my new-found fetish, so when my senior year started, I broke up with him. Besides, I didn’t want to feel guilty every time I sucked a cock through the glory hole.

I had excelled in my first three years of high school and that made it easier for me in my last year. I only had five classes most days, which left me with five free periods, four of which were spent in the auditorium bathroom. I probably tasted the cum of almost every single boy who was aware of the glory hole by the end of the second month.

I had grown to love the taste of all semen, even the bitter loads, but there was one guy in particular who I always loved to service. Obviously I had no idea who it was on the other side of the wall, but he showed up during fourth period every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, like clockwork. Halloween fell on a Friday that year, so most students and teachers wore a costume to school that day.

I had decided to go as a Ballet dancer. A tight pair of black leggings, a pink leotard and black ballet shoes made up my outfit, with the outline of my white lace half-cup bra and matching thong pretty visible through my tight, thin attire.

By the time fourth period came, I had already serviced three cocks that day, careful not to let any of their jizz end up on my clothes. I was pretty turned on already, but when my favorite cock appeared before me, I felt my heart rate spike.

It was hairless and probably a little more than seven inches, not the longest or shortest cock I had come across, but it was quite thick and sculpted perfectly. He always let his balls hang on my side of the wall, too, which was something that only he did. I loved that he did, too, because I so enjoyed massaging his balls with my fingers.

I moved my head towards that glorious member and kissed the large, round head from the side, letting my tongue slip out to tease the underside. My tongue went up and down his shaft a few times, wetting it thoroughly before my lips took an inch of his cock inside, sucking hard on just the head for a moment before my lips slid further onto his thick organ.

I heard a groan when my lips got to the base of his cock. I was so turned on then that I couldn’t stop myself from using my free hand to rub my pussy. My lips and tongue were concentrated on the head of his cock for a few minutes while my hand was rolling his balls around in my palm slowly. I had figured out exactly what this guy liked and had gotten quite good at making him cum fast.

Sometimes, I would get him to blow his load in less than five minutes, and on those occasions he would usually leave his cock and balls hanging through the glory hole so that I could bring them back to life with my hands and mouth. Then I would get to suck on his saliva- and cum-soaked cock for a long time, having to work extra hard to give him a second orgasm.

But it was worth it.

For starters, his seed was delicious. It was by the far the best tasting juice of all the boys who I sucked through the glory hole, and it was almost as tasty as Erica’s heavenly cum. But more importantly, his loads were huge. His first orgasm would yield at least a dozen long, thick globs of delicious jizz, and even his second climax would result in him filling my mouth with about another ten sticky white ropes of cum.

Sometimes I would manage to catch all of his nectar in my mouth, and sometimes I would have to let him deposit the second half of his load on my face and breasts. I usually took my shirt off before I started sucking his cock, knowing that if I wasn’t careful with him, I’d end up having to change my shirt, and that would draw curious looks from my classmates and teachers.

Today, I had simply lowered the straps of my leotard and bra and pushed the garments down below my chest. I was planning on giving him two orgasms that day, and I thought I’d be able to do it for sure after the first one came in only a few minutes.

It tasted just as wonderful as always, and it was just as abundant as usual, too. I drank his first few shots, then slid my mouth off of his cock and pointed it at the top of my chest, letting the next few strings of semen land on my breasts. As I engulfed his penis with my mouth again so that I could swallow the rest of his load, I heard a soft click behind me. It was only a couple seconds later when I felt a hand on my hair, which was tied into a ponytail. I didn’t know who it was, but I didn’t want to give up that cock until I was sure every last drop was in my mouth.

“Stop it!” a female voice cried as she yanked my hair hard, finally pulling my lips off of that swollen purple head. She let go and I turned quickly to see the Principal, Mrs. Forma, looking down at me with an expression of anger and disgust.

“Clean yourself up.”

She gestured toward my breasts, which were still exposed and had thick streaks of semen running down them. She offered me some paper towels, but I ignored her and with my fingers I gathered as much of the remaining cum as I could and then licked them clean.

“Disgusting,” she said as she dropped the paper towels and shook her head.

“It’s delicious, Mrs. Forma. Here, try some.” I scooped up the last of the cum from my breasts and held them up towards her. I was smirking, looking into her eyes, which showed a hint of arousal. I knew I was already in deep shit, so I figured why not egg the principal on a little bit? She turned and started to leave, pausing in the doorway and turning to look at me over her shoulder.

“Hurry up and get dressed, then go straight down to my office and wait for me.” She was gone right after that.

I figured she was going to find out who was on the other side of the wall. As I fixed my bra and leotard, I wondered if I’d ever get to see my favorite cock again, but by the time I reached the principal’s office, I could only think about the possible punishments I would receive.

I sat in the office all alone for about 45 minutes before Mrs. Forma finally joined me.

I had been hoping that she would bring down the boy with the beautiful cock, so that I could have at least a little silver-lining for this awful situation I was in, but no such luck. She entered the office alone, and quickly closed the door. As she sat down at her desk, I noticed that her face was a little red and her blonde hair was hanging freely down her back, which was weird since it had been up in a tight bun the last time I had seen her.

“Well,” she said as I looked her over a little closer. “I’ve got some good news and some bad news, Miss Green.”

Suddenly I knew I was going to be fine, because Mrs. Forma had clearly enjoyed the mystery man’s cock as much as me. She did a pretty good job making herself presentable afterward, but that didn’t stop me from noticing that her light blue blouse was missing the top button. It had probably been lost during a frantic effort to free her large breasts. Plus her nipples were still hard and their outlines were slightly visible through her clothes. The small wet spot on her blouse was the dead giveaway though. She had tucked her blouse into her knee-length skirt just as it had almost an hour before, but she had failed to notice a glob of that delicious spunk. It was just under the swell of her chest, which was probably why she hadn’t seen it.

“So I guess I’m not in too much trouble after all,” I said as I stood up from my chair and leaned across her desk.

She watched curiously as I reached toward her, but she didn’t retreat or make any effort to stop me. I ran the tip of my finger over the wet spot and then sat back down. She did blush a little bit as I licked the tiny amount of semen from my finger. “Mmm, it really is delicious, isn’t it?” I asked with a smirk. She didn’t answer though.

Instead, she cleared her throat and stood up, turning to look at the window.

“Yes, Amanda, your brother’s cum is truly delicious.”

My jaw dropped and my eyes widened.

She turned to see my reaction and clearly wasn’t disappointed, giggling a little at my shocked expression. She continued, “And so much of it, too. He had enough to fill my pussy and my mouth from just one orgasm.”

I couldn’t say or do anything as she walked around her desk and stopped beside me.

She leaned down close to me, and as she spoke, I could smell Todd’s sweet cum on her breath. “I decided not to tell him that it was his big sister on the other side of the wall sucking his fat cock. I figured it would be better if only you and I knew about that.”

“Why?” I asked as she sat on the edge of her desk, crossing her arms and smirking down at me. “Because he doesn’t need to know. The glory hole is done, so he won’t be inadvertently committing incest anymore anyway.”

“Then why did you tell me?”

“Just in case I want another taste of the Green family. In exchange for me not expelling you and your
brother and revealing you for the perverts you are, I get to fuck you whenever I want.”

I think she was expecting me to be truly surprised by her devious plan, but I wasn’t. Instead, I was suddenly looking at Mrs. Forma in a whole night light.

“So you like girls?” I asked, and she nodded a little in response. “Ok then,” I said as I slid out of the chair and sank to my knees in front of her. She looked a little surprised, but didn’t say anything as I pushed her skirt up her thighs.

“You really are a slut, aren’t you?” she asked while she held her skirt up so I could use both hands to slide her panties down.

“Yes, ma’am, a cum-slut.”

I was surprised when I saw that her pubic hair was trimmed neatly, with a thin layer covering her labia and a thicker patch shaved into an upside down triangle pointing down at the top of her slit. I had always thought of her as a prude, but it was obvious now that she was a bit of a slut herself. Her pussy was still a little wet from her experience with my brother, and that made it easy for my fingers to slide inside her.

I sought out her g-spot, which I found quickly, causing her to moan as her hands pulled my face toward her cunt. I didn’t need much urging though, happily opening my mouth to enjoy the taste of her vulva (and the unmistakable flavor of my little brother’s cum). My tongue found her clit as my fingers rubbed her g-spot firmly.

She laid back on her desk and I pushed her thighs as far apart as they would go, allowing me to really get my mouth on her pussy, withdrawing my fingers from her snatch so that I could fuck it with my tongue for a moment.

She was fidgeting and rolling around on her desk, while my hands held her hips firmly in place so that I could explore every fold of her juicy cunt. It didn’t take too long to make her cum. Her entire body was tense as the sensations of her orgasm made her shake and twitch from head to toe. My fingers and mouth had switched, with two digits now massaging her clit hard and fast while my lips waited eagerly at her opening for her juices. Her climax didn’t produce nearly as much juice as I would’ve liked, but it was very sweet on my tongue.

“Mmm,” she hummed contentedly as I stood up and wiped my mouth.

“That was quite a performance, Miss Green. Clearly I made the right decision.”

She sat up and then got down from her desk on shaky legs. With her skirt was still up around her hips, she used a couple of tissues to wipe her pussy down, a small sigh of pleasure escaping her as she did so. I didn’t know what to say or do, so I just stood there watching her as she found her panties, pulled them on and then proceeded to fix her skirt.

When she was done, she looked over at me as if she was surprised that I was still there.

“You can go now, Amanda. Your brother should already be home by now, I told him to take the rest of the day off. You should go home as well.”

I still didn’t know what to say, but I did turn and move slowly toward the door. Right as my hand wrapped around the knob, I heard her say, “Wait!”

She was already moving toward me, and I turned just as she reached me. With one of her hands on my shoulder and the other on my hip, she pushed my back against the door and kissed me hard on the lips. As her tongue pushed between my lips, her hand moved from my hip to my ass, squeezing and rubbing it hard as our mouths moved together passionately. She broke the kiss abruptly and moved away quickly, leaving me there against the door with my eyes closed and my mouth open.

When I opened my eyes, she was already sitting at her desk, straightening up some stuff that had been pushed out of place by her writhing body. She didn’t say anything else, nor did she even look at me. She just went about her business and I took that as a hint that we were really done now. I walked out into hallway in a daze, but after just a moment of walking aimlessly, the bell shocked me back to my senses. The halls flooded with students moving swiftly all around me. I kept my head down as I headed for the student parking lot.

My head spun and my pussy throbbed wantonly as I drove myself home. It was a little after 11 o’clock when I pulled into the driveway. I looked in through the windows and saw my brother walking through the living room. I ran a finger up my slit and could feel that arousal had soaked the crotch of my leggings, leotard and thong. I was incredibly horny, and in that moment, I was consumed with the desire to run inside and fuck my brother.

Luckily, I took a few deep breaths and came to my senses before I even got out the car. After another minute of letting myself cool down, I finally headed inside. I kicked off my shoes and immediately went looking for my brother, ready to lie about why I was home so early.

I found him in his room, lying on his bed with his eyes closed. He was naked, with his cock, my favorite cock, fully erect and pointing straight up at the ceiling. Lust overwhelmed me, causing my pussy to spasm slightly and my nipples to harden instantly. I suddenly felt very hot, instantly starting to perspire a little and I knew right then that I had to fuck my brother.

I was standing next to his bed, hovering over him before he even knew I was there. He was holding his cock firmly at the base, moving his hand very slightly, just enough to keep it hard and aching. He probably didn’t expect anyone to be home for hours.

The sound of me literally ripping my leotard off made his eyes bolt open and his gaze focused on me just as I threw the tattered remains of it on the floor. I didn’t have to look to know that my hard nipples were clearly visible through the white lace bra I was wearing.

He looked dumbstruck, sitting there with his hand still gripping his shaft, his mouth hanging wide open, and
it even looked like he might be starting to drool.

“How was Mrs. Forma?” I asked as I looked down at his cock, which had been inside the Principal of our school a very short while ago. It looked like it was ready to blow, the bulbous head was purple and looked so swollen. The length of his shaft was throbbing and the veins were starting to show; it looked fucking amazing.

It took him a minute before he finally managed to stop ogling my breasts wantonly and looked up at me.

He smirked and said, “For an older gal, she was pretty damn good.”

I smiled and shook my head lightly. He always thought of something to say, no matter what the situation, just one of the million things I love about him.

“You gonna help your big sister out of these pants or what?”

He was sitting on the edge of the bed right in front of me in a second, with his face six inches from myTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.