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Chapter 2 https://xhamster.com/stories/the-substitute-chapter-2-686877
Chapter 3: Graduation Day
Well, it was finally here, the end of the year. This was the day I had eagerly awaited for several reasons; I was finally able to go home, I could get my life back on track and, more recently, my special “date” with Michelle. This last one was bittersweet. While I wanted to enjoy the special surprise Michelle kept hinting at, it would also be our last time together, and I was going to miss her. Oh well, such is life.
As I sat through the ceremony, I was anxiously waiting for my “surprise”, especially as I watched Michelle walk across the stage. She wore a black, knee length dress that was just barely allowable due to it being tight and the somewhat low neckline. She turned her head and smiled, this combined with the dress gave me a super hard on. I was really going to enjoy taking her out of that dress. I was glad I didn’t have long to wait.
After the ceremony, I went back to my room; I had to get things ready after all. The principal had been understanding enough to allow me to stay overnight in the building to finish gathering my things. He even allowed me to park my moving truck in the school lot. I would be leaving the next day so this worked out perfectly. It also allowed me a full night with Michelle as an added bonus. As such, I had a cooler with food, an air mattress with sheets and pillows, change of clothes, etc. I was really looking forward to this. I was already all packed; I forgot to mention this to the principal, so I had all night for my last hoorah.
I was busying myself with getting things ready when Michelle came in. I had managed to get the bed set up before she walked in and set her bag on the counter. She had told her parents she would be doing an overnight at a friend’s house and would leave with them from the ceremony so they brought her bag with them. She turned and closed the door, then kicked off her heels and padded over to me like a sensuous cat. I reached out to grab her, but she kneeled in front of me and deftly undid my belt and pants, freeing my hardening cock. In one motion, she engulfed me to the root and began to service me in her most expert manner. She bobbed up and down on my shaft swirling my knob at the top of each stroke before swallowing me again. Her technique as always was really pushing the right buttons, and combined with the surprise start, I was close to coming. It was then that I felt a hard pressure at the base of my cock.
“Ah, ah, ah,” she said taking me out of her mouth, “not yet you don’t. I want this to last a nice long time.” With that, she tightened her grip on my shaft to an almost painful level. Needless to say, I soon lost the urge to cum. In fact, I wilted a little letting out a small painful groan. “Aw poor baby, did I hurt you. Let me kiss it and make it better,” and she did, releasing her grip she began kissing down my shaft and continuing to my balls, kissing them with tender affection. The contrast renewed my waning boner, and she began to add small nibbles and licks in with her kisses. As she worked her way up my shaft, she teased my balls with her fingers tickling them with light touches. Her glorious mouth soon engulfed me again, but only in part. She licked and nibbled on the head of my cock, slowly working me into her mouth fractions of an inch at a time. I was again getting close to the brink, a harder than usual bite pulled me back. I looked down and saw Michelle, shaking her head and wagging her finger. A rather comical sight with her mouth still wrapped around my cock, but it had the desired effect. Content with her results, she again began her ministrations, using all the tools at her disposal. She brought me to the brink of climax for a third time and backed off, denying my release. Ugh, when would she end this torture?
“Are you ready to cum yet?” she asked looking up at me innocently.
“God yes!”, I exclaimed, my balls aching for release after being denied so many times.
“Okay,” she said and grabbed my ass, pulling her head onto my rigid pole. Using the extra leverage of her hands, she quickly bobbed herself along my shaft, basically face fucking herself. The aggressiveness of her actions, combined with the hollowing of her cheeks she used on the up stroke, quickly brought me to release. With a loud groan, I released a torrent of cum down her throat, some of it trickling out the corners of her mouth.
Meanwhile, out in the hall, Alysha was fast approaching her own orgasm. Okay lets back up a little bit to explain what’s going on. Alysha was another of my students. Like Michelle, she was approaching 15 with red hair, that’s where the similarities end. Alysha is slightly shorter and where as Michelle had an athletic figure, Alysha was curvier with larger c-cup breasts. She was also a lot more reserved than Michelle was and kind of on the quiet side. Anyway, back to the story.
Alysha was walking down the hall toward Mr. D’s room to say goodbye. She had really come to like Mr. D., especially after Mrs. D. died, and would miss him when he left. After the ceremony she had went to say goodbye, telling her parents she would see them at home. On her way to the room she heard the tell tale clip clop of heels and turned to see Michelle walking the same way carrying a duffle bag. “Now what could she be up to?” Alysha thought. Michelle was always causing trouble, so what could she possibly being doing today of all days. Many scenarios run through Alysha’s head as she ducked into the bathroom so Michelle wouldn’t see her. Alysha decided to follow Michelle, and keep an eye on her, just in case she was up to no good. Kicking off her shoes, Alysha quietly crept along behind Michelle mindful to stay hidden. She watched as Michelle entered Mr. D’s room and closed the door behind her. What was she up to?
Alysha crept up to the door, and placed her ear to the door listening. At first she didn’t hear anything, the she started to hear a slurping sound of some kind. What was going on? Were they eating something or what? Alysha gently grasped the knob and opened the door a crack. It took all here will not to gasp as she peered through the crack. There was Michelle, that slut, on her knees giving her beloved Mr. D a blowjob. She had half a mind to barge in and demand to know what was going on, but then she saw the look of sheer pleasure on Mr. D’s face. He was enjoying it, immensely judging by his reaction. The sight soon caught her spell bound as she caught glimpses Mr. D’s cock. She was fascinated by the sight, and to her surprise a little turned on. She watched entranced as Michelle’s head bobbed up and down on that rigid pole. She watched feeling herself become more aroused as the scene unfolded. She almost gasped again when Michelle stopped suddenly. Had she been noticed? She listened closely for any signs they were aware of her. What she heard startled her.
What a cock tease. Michelle was purposely keeping him from cumming. That proved just what a bitch she was, but wait she’s starting again. The scene was beginning to turn her on even more as she was able to see more of Mr. D’s raging hard-on. She had developed a bit of a crush on him over the past few weeks, and to see him like this gave her shivers. She absentmindedly began stroking her breasts through her dress, feeling hers nipples hardening under her fingers. She stifled a soft moan, and then quickly checked the hall to make sure no one was around. She squatted down carefully, allowing her dress to slide up her thighs. She reached one hand up under her dress and began to rub her now swollen pussy through her panties.
As the scene continued to unfold before her, Alysha found herself more and more drawn in and turned on. At the time when Michelle halted her ministrations for the second time, Alysha had to stifle a laugh at the sight of Michelle’s scolding finger while she held Mr. D’s cock still within her mouth. By now, her panties were soaked through and she abandoned all pretexts of decorum and pulled them to the side to stimulate her engorged lips and clit. As she neared her release about the time Michelle had stopped a third time, she began absent-mindedly fingering herself, inserting one finger, and then two as she continued playing with her now aching nipples. The only thing keeping her from cumming was the slight pain of her biting her lower lip to maintain her hidden observations. All this came to a quick end when Michelle grabbed Mr. D’s ass and started rapidly impaling her mouth on his straining cock. Alysha couldn’t help but increase the speed of her thrusting fingers to match Michelle’s jackrabbit pace. She put her other fist in her mouth to stifle any sound that might occur. Her rapid thrusts combined with the scene before her brought her to a shuddering climax right after Mr. D emptied himself into Michelle’s apparently eager mouth. At this point, she probably would have been content just to get up and go home. Fate however, had different plans. As she reached out to push herself up, she pushed on the slightly open door. The door of course proceeded to swing open further and combined with her wobbly legs dumped her forward into the room.
Now that we’re caught up, on with the story. Having just been treated to a massive release by Michelle, I was, needless to say, very relaxed. That quickly changed when the door to my soon to be former classroom swung open and deposited another of my former students unceremoniously onto the floor of the room. I was instantly fully “awake” and close to panicking. I was literally hours away from leaving and I had been found out and everything was going to come crashing down. I was so into my delusions of disaster that I almost missed what happened next.
In the midst of my near melt down, Michelle had stood up and was walking over to the girl on the floor. “Dammit girl, I told you to wait for the signal not just to come barging in whenever you damn well pleased.” By this point, she was at the girl’s side, had clasped onto her arms, and was somewhat roughly hauling her to her feet. Once she was on her feet, Michelle pulled her in and there was some fast paced whispering that even my “teacher ears” couldn’t pick up. As they parted, I could see it was one my quieter students, Alysha, who had stumbled in on us. I registered who it was as Michelle stepped behind her and closed the door, being sure to lock it this time. “You ruined the surprise you know”
Alysha stammered out an “I’m sorry” standing there with a deer in the headlights look that I’m sure I was mirroring. “I told you to wait in the hallway until I signaled you to come in. This was supposed to be a big surprise for Mr. D’s last night in town, and you ruined it.” Michelle went on. This revelation amazed me. I had never looked at Alysha in this light. While yes she was an attractive young women, she was also quiet and not one to draw attention to herself. That Michelle had figured out that she would even be interested in something like this was unbelievable. A second look showed a completely different young women to me. Before me was a mature young women, with the body to match. Her dress, while not as tight fitting as Michelle’s and somewhat askew, showed off her gentle curves and well developed chest. Her hair and makeup, though done simply, added to her beauty. Seeing them both standing together, both with coppery red hair and creamy skin, I realized they were more alike than different, and that somehow Michelle had seen that.
“Oh well, there’s nothing to be done about it now. Might as well get on with the show.” With that Michelle grabbed my shirt and yanked it over my head. The removal of my shirt was met with a soft whistle and an even softer “wow”. As my shirt hit the floor, both girls were standing there admiring my now nearly nude body, my pants having pooled at my ankles much earlier. To be honest, I have always stayed in shape and had a descent physique and both girls had seen me in a swimsuit at the 8th grade pool party a month back, Michelle of course having seen even more of me. However, due to end of year testing, grading, and my preparing to leave, Michelle and I hadn’t interacted outside of class for a few weeks and Alysha of course only saw me in class. Let’s just say you’d be surprised what can be accomplished in a month when you have nothing but time on your hands and an empty house to avoid going home to. I also wanted a little surprise for Michelle too.
Recovering from her initial surprise, Michelle gave me a playful push to drop me onto the air mattress. “We’re going to enjoy this!” She remained standing at the foot of the mattress and motioned for Alysha to come join her. Alysha dazedly walked over to stand my Michelle. “Why don’t we give Mr. D. a little show to get him back to attention?” Michelle said as she d****d her arms around Alysha’s neck.
“Wh, what kind of show?” Alysha stammered slightly, her reddening cheeks showing she already knew the answer.
“ I’m sure you know.” Michelle said sliding closer so that they were almost touching. “Don’t forget I’m one of Carolyn’s friends too.” At that she leaned in and gently kissed Alysha.
I’ll admit to not getting the reference at all. I knew who Carolyn was, another student, but what this “friendship” meant I didn’t know, and at the moment I didn’t care. What I did know was that the mentioning of Carolyn caused Alysha to relax slightly and even start to return the kisses that Michelle was giving. It started off slowly, and also built slowly. These were two girls enjoying themselves for their enjoyment, not mine. My pleasure was incidental. There was no showy mouth mashing and grabbing of asses and chests. No this was languid and sensual, with deep kissing and soft touches to faces and shoulders and arms. As they progressed to nuzzling each other’s necks, Michelle noticed that their “show” had had the desired effect on me.
“Looks like you’re ready for round two,” Michelle said breaking her and Alysha’s embrace, to the other’s obvious dismay. Michelle turned her back to Alysha, who took the hint and undid the back of her dress. As she shimmied out of her dress and let it drop to the floor, I was not surprised to see that all she was wearing underneath was strapless bra that soon after joined the dress on the floor. I couldn’t help but smile at the sight before me, and eagerly awaited “round two”. Michelle stepped out of her dress and walked over to help Alysha out of hers. It was clear that Michelle was a lot more comfortable in her skin then Alysha as she was fidgeting and playing with her fingers. “Let me help you with that,” Michelle coaxed. Reaching her arms around the other girl and unzipping her dress, Michelle gently tugged the dress around Alysha's shoulders until it fell to the floor.
“Do you need help with those too,” Michelle asked indicating to her bra and panties? There was a clear challenge in her tone, and I fully expected Alysha to just nod her head and let Michelle complete her undressing. I could tell from the look on her face Michelle was as surprised as I was when Alysha responded by looking her square in the eye and saying, “ I got it, thanks,” and removed bra and panties, adding them to the pile on the floor. She then stood with her arms behind her facing Michelle, showing off her figure, “ Shall we continue?” she asked, cocking her head towards me, but clearly directing the question elsewhere. “ Yes, lets,” Michelle answered rising to the challenge. At that they turned to face me, and boy did I enjoy the view.
Now it was by turn to go "Wow". The view of both of them standing naked before me was truly a sight to behold. While I had grown very familiar with Michelle's body over the past few months, I never ceased to enjoy seeing her this way. This familiarity stood in stark contrast to the pure unknown that was Alysha. While both ladies had the same red hair, and had naturally pale and freckled skin, Alysha's hair was straight and currently braided in a thick rope down her back, where as Michelle's was curly and fell to her shoulders. Further, Michelle's more athletic frame, and smaller breasts had a slight tan, compared to Alysha's paler complexion. And while not at all fat, Alysha sported larger breasts on her shorter frame. Both ladies together would be the dream of any man, definitely my lucky day.
Chapter 2 https://xhamster.com/stories/the-substitute-chapter-2-686877
Chapter 3: Graduation Day
Well, it was finally here, the end of the year. This was the day I had eagerly awaited for several reasons; I was finally able to go home, I could get my life back on track and, more recently, my special “date” with Michelle. This last one was bittersweet. While I wanted to enjoy the special surprise Michelle kept hinting at, it would also be our last time together, and I was going to miss her. Oh well, such is life.
As I sat through the ceremony, I was anxiously waiting for my “surprise”, especially as I watched Michelle walk across the stage. She wore a black, knee length dress that was just barely allowable due to it being tight and the somewhat low neckline. She turned her head and smiled, this combined with the dress gave me a super hard on. I was really going to enjoy taking her out of that dress. I was glad I didn’t have long to wait.
After the ceremony, I went back to my room; I had to get things ready after all. The principal had been understanding enough to allow me to stay overnight in the building to finish gathering my things. He even allowed me to park my moving truck in the school lot. I would be leaving the next day so this worked out perfectly. It also allowed me a full night with Michelle as an added bonus. As such, I had a cooler with food, an air mattress with sheets and pillows, change of clothes, etc. I was really looking forward to this. I was already all packed; I forgot to mention this to the principal, so I had all night for my last hoorah.
I was busying myself with getting things ready when Michelle came in. I had managed to get the bed set up before she walked in and set her bag on the counter. She had told her parents she would be doing an overnight at a friend’s house and would leave with them from the ceremony so they brought her bag with them. She turned and closed the door, then kicked off her heels and padded over to me like a sensuous cat. I reached out to grab her, but she kneeled in front of me and deftly undid my belt and pants, freeing my hardening cock. In one motion, she engulfed me to the root and began to service me in her most expert manner. She bobbed up and down on my shaft swirling my knob at the top of each stroke before swallowing me again. Her technique as always was really pushing the right buttons, and combined with the surprise start, I was close to coming. It was then that I felt a hard pressure at the base of my cock.
“Ah, ah, ah,” she said taking me out of her mouth, “not yet you don’t. I want this to last a nice long time.” With that, she tightened her grip on my shaft to an almost painful level. Needless to say, I soon lost the urge to cum. In fact, I wilted a little letting out a small painful groan. “Aw poor baby, did I hurt you. Let me kiss it and make it better,” and she did, releasing her grip she began kissing down my shaft and continuing to my balls, kissing them with tender affection. The contrast renewed my waning boner, and she began to add small nibbles and licks in with her kisses. As she worked her way up my shaft, she teased my balls with her fingers tickling them with light touches. Her glorious mouth soon engulfed me again, but only in part. She licked and nibbled on the head of my cock, slowly working me into her mouth fractions of an inch at a time. I was again getting close to the brink, a harder than usual bite pulled me back. I looked down and saw Michelle, shaking her head and wagging her finger. A rather comical sight with her mouth still wrapped around my cock, but it had the desired effect. Content with her results, she again began her ministrations, using all the tools at her disposal. She brought me to the brink of climax for a third time and backed off, denying my release. Ugh, when would she end this torture?
“Are you ready to cum yet?” she asked looking up at me innocently.
“God yes!”, I exclaimed, my balls aching for release after being denied so many times.
“Okay,” she said and grabbed my ass, pulling her head onto my rigid pole. Using the extra leverage of her hands, she quickly bobbed herself along my shaft, basically face fucking herself. The aggressiveness of her actions, combined with the hollowing of her cheeks she used on the up stroke, quickly brought me to release. With a loud groan, I released a torrent of cum down her throat, some of it trickling out the corners of her mouth.
Meanwhile, out in the hall, Alysha was fast approaching her own orgasm. Okay lets back up a little bit to explain what’s going on. Alysha was another of my students. Like Michelle, she was approaching 15 with red hair, that’s where the similarities end. Alysha is slightly shorter and where as Michelle had an athletic figure, Alysha was curvier with larger c-cup breasts. She was also a lot more reserved than Michelle was and kind of on the quiet side. Anyway, back to the story.
Alysha was walking down the hall toward Mr. D’s room to say goodbye. She had really come to like Mr. D., especially after Mrs. D. died, and would miss him when he left. After the ceremony she had went to say goodbye, telling her parents she would see them at home. On her way to the room she heard the tell tale clip clop of heels and turned to see Michelle walking the same way carrying a duffle bag. “Now what could she be up to?” Alysha thought. Michelle was always causing trouble, so what could she possibly being doing today of all days. Many scenarios run through Alysha’s head as she ducked into the bathroom so Michelle wouldn’t see her. Alysha decided to follow Michelle, and keep an eye on her, just in case she was up to no good. Kicking off her shoes, Alysha quietly crept along behind Michelle mindful to stay hidden. She watched as Michelle entered Mr. D’s room and closed the door behind her. What was she up to?
Alysha crept up to the door, and placed her ear to the door listening. At first she didn’t hear anything, the she started to hear a slurping sound of some kind. What was going on? Were they eating something or what? Alysha gently grasped the knob and opened the door a crack. It took all here will not to gasp as she peered through the crack. There was Michelle, that slut, on her knees giving her beloved Mr. D a blowjob. She had half a mind to barge in and demand to know what was going on, but then she saw the look of sheer pleasure on Mr. D’s face. He was enjoying it, immensely judging by his reaction. The sight soon caught her spell bound as she caught glimpses Mr. D’s cock. She was fascinated by the sight, and to her surprise a little turned on. She watched entranced as Michelle’s head bobbed up and down on that rigid pole. She watched feeling herself become more aroused as the scene unfolded. She almost gasped again when Michelle stopped suddenly. Had she been noticed? She listened closely for any signs they were aware of her. What she heard startled her.
What a cock tease. Michelle was purposely keeping him from cumming. That proved just what a bitch she was, but wait she’s starting again. The scene was beginning to turn her on even more as she was able to see more of Mr. D’s raging hard-on. She had developed a bit of a crush on him over the past few weeks, and to see him like this gave her shivers. She absentmindedly began stroking her breasts through her dress, feeling hers nipples hardening under her fingers. She stifled a soft moan, and then quickly checked the hall to make sure no one was around. She squatted down carefully, allowing her dress to slide up her thighs. She reached one hand up under her dress and began to rub her now swollen pussy through her panties.
As the scene continued to unfold before her, Alysha found herself more and more drawn in and turned on. At the time when Michelle halted her ministrations for the second time, Alysha had to stifle a laugh at the sight of Michelle’s scolding finger while she held Mr. D’s cock still within her mouth. By now, her panties were soaked through and she abandoned all pretexts of decorum and pulled them to the side to stimulate her engorged lips and clit. As she neared her release about the time Michelle had stopped a third time, she began absent-mindedly fingering herself, inserting one finger, and then two as she continued playing with her now aching nipples. The only thing keeping her from cumming was the slight pain of her biting her lower lip to maintain her hidden observations. All this came to a quick end when Michelle grabbed Mr. D’s ass and started rapidly impaling her mouth on his straining cock. Alysha couldn’t help but increase the speed of her thrusting fingers to match Michelle’s jackrabbit pace. She put her other fist in her mouth to stifle any sound that might occur. Her rapid thrusts combined with the scene before her brought her to a shuddering climax right after Mr. D emptied himself into Michelle’s apparently eager mouth. At this point, she probably would have been content just to get up and go home. Fate however, had different plans. As she reached out to push herself up, she pushed on the slightly open door. The door of course proceeded to swing open further and combined with her wobbly legs dumped her forward into the room.
Now that we’re caught up, on with the story. Having just been treated to a massive release by Michelle, I was, needless to say, very relaxed. That quickly changed when the door to my soon to be former classroom swung open and deposited another of my former students unceremoniously onto the floor of the room. I was instantly fully “awake” and close to panicking. I was literally hours away from leaving and I had been found out and everything was going to come crashing down. I was so into my delusions of disaster that I almost missed what happened next.
In the midst of my near melt down, Michelle had stood up and was walking over to the girl on the floor. “Dammit girl, I told you to wait for the signal not just to come barging in whenever you damn well pleased.” By this point, she was at the girl’s side, had clasped onto her arms, and was somewhat roughly hauling her to her feet. Once she was on her feet, Michelle pulled her in and there was some fast paced whispering that even my “teacher ears” couldn’t pick up. As they parted, I could see it was one my quieter students, Alysha, who had stumbled in on us. I registered who it was as Michelle stepped behind her and closed the door, being sure to lock it this time. “You ruined the surprise you know”
Alysha stammered out an “I’m sorry” standing there with a deer in the headlights look that I’m sure I was mirroring. “I told you to wait in the hallway until I signaled you to come in. This was supposed to be a big surprise for Mr. D’s last night in town, and you ruined it.” Michelle went on. This revelation amazed me. I had never looked at Alysha in this light. While yes she was an attractive young women, she was also quiet and not one to draw attention to herself. That Michelle had figured out that she would even be interested in something like this was unbelievable. A second look showed a completely different young women to me. Before me was a mature young women, with the body to match. Her dress, while not as tight fitting as Michelle’s and somewhat askew, showed off her gentle curves and well developed chest. Her hair and makeup, though done simply, added to her beauty. Seeing them both standing together, both with coppery red hair and creamy skin, I realized they were more alike than different, and that somehow Michelle had seen that.
“Oh well, there’s nothing to be done about it now. Might as well get on with the show.” With that Michelle grabbed my shirt and yanked it over my head. The removal of my shirt was met with a soft whistle and an even softer “wow”. As my shirt hit the floor, both girls were standing there admiring my now nearly nude body, my pants having pooled at my ankles much earlier. To be honest, I have always stayed in shape and had a descent physique and both girls had seen me in a swimsuit at the 8th grade pool party a month back, Michelle of course having seen even more of me. However, due to end of year testing, grading, and my preparing to leave, Michelle and I hadn’t interacted outside of class for a few weeks and Alysha of course only saw me in class. Let’s just say you’d be surprised what can be accomplished in a month when you have nothing but time on your hands and an empty house to avoid going home to. I also wanted a little surprise for Michelle too.
Recovering from her initial surprise, Michelle gave me a playful push to drop me onto the air mattress. “We’re going to enjoy this!” She remained standing at the foot of the mattress and motioned for Alysha to come join her. Alysha dazedly walked over to stand my Michelle. “Why don’t we give Mr. D. a little show to get him back to attention?” Michelle said as she d****d her arms around Alysha’s neck.
“Wh, what kind of show?” Alysha stammered slightly, her reddening cheeks showing she already knew the answer.
“ I’m sure you know.” Michelle said sliding closer so that they were almost touching. “Don’t forget I’m one of Carolyn’s friends too.” At that she leaned in and gently kissed Alysha.
I’ll admit to not getting the reference at all. I knew who Carolyn was, another student, but what this “friendship” meant I didn’t know, and at the moment I didn’t care. What I did know was that the mentioning of Carolyn caused Alysha to relax slightly and even start to return the kisses that Michelle was giving. It started off slowly, and also built slowly. These were two girls enjoying themselves for their enjoyment, not mine. My pleasure was incidental. There was no showy mouth mashing and grabbing of asses and chests. No this was languid and sensual, with deep kissing and soft touches to faces and shoulders and arms. As they progressed to nuzzling each other’s necks, Michelle noticed that their “show” had had the desired effect on me.
“Looks like you’re ready for round two,” Michelle said breaking her and Alysha’s embrace, to the other’s obvious dismay. Michelle turned her back to Alysha, who took the hint and undid the back of her dress. As she shimmied out of her dress and let it drop to the floor, I was not surprised to see that all she was wearing underneath was strapless bra that soon after joined the dress on the floor. I couldn’t help but smile at the sight before me, and eagerly awaited “round two”. Michelle stepped out of her dress and walked over to help Alysha out of hers. It was clear that Michelle was a lot more comfortable in her skin then Alysha as she was fidgeting and playing with her fingers. “Let me help you with that,” Michelle coaxed. Reaching her arms around the other girl and unzipping her dress, Michelle gently tugged the dress around Alysha's shoulders until it fell to the floor.
“Do you need help with those too,” Michelle asked indicating to her bra and panties? There was a clear challenge in her tone, and I fully expected Alysha to just nod her head and let Michelle complete her undressing. I could tell from the look on her face Michelle was as surprised as I was when Alysha responded by looking her square in the eye and saying, “ I got it, thanks,” and removed bra and panties, adding them to the pile on the floor. She then stood with her arms behind her facing Michelle, showing off her figure, “ Shall we continue?” she asked, cocking her head towards me, but clearly directing the question elsewhere. “ Yes, lets,” Michelle answered rising to the challenge. At that they turned to face me, and boy did I enjoy the view.
Now it was by turn to go "Wow". The view of both of them standing naked before me was truly a sight to behold. While I had grown very familiar with Michelle's body over the past few months, I never ceased to enjoy seeing her this way. This familiarity stood in stark contrast to the pure unknown that was Alysha. While both ladies had the same red hair, and had naturally pale and freckled skin, Alysha's hair was straight and currently braided in a thick rope down her back, where as Michelle's was curly and fell to her shoulders. Further, Michelle's more athletic frame, and smaller breasts had a slight tan, compared to Alysha's paler complexion. And while not at all fat, Alysha sported larger breasts on her shorter frame. Both ladies together would be the dream of any man, definitely my lucky day.
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