Trapped by the Pregnancy ClubChapter 12
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"The girls are all set up in the basement," Mrs. Jameson said, leading me across the kitchen. "They're excited to hear your presentation."
"That's quite something," I replied. "I never thought that a girls' club would be interested in global warming and glacier research in Greenland."
"Oh, they're quite enthusiastic!" Mrs. Jameson chuckled. "They've been planning this for months now."
"Months?" I asked, surprised. "But ... they only contacted me last week."
"Did I say 'months'? I'm sorry, I meant uh ... they've thought about the idea months ago, but, um, you know, they've only been planning it for a couple of weeks."
"Well, I hope I can live up to their expectations!"
"Oh, I'm sure you will," she grinned.
I stopped to look at the pictures on the refrigerator. "I didn't know that Janice had a younger sibling."
"Oh gosh," Mrs. Jameson said, looking down, "that is, or rather, that was her young sister Ava ... but she died as an infant."
"Oh, I'm sorry..."
"No, it's okay," she gave me a brave smile. "It's my one regret, not having more children. Do you have regrets, Mr. Michaels?"
"Regrets? Of course I do."
"What would you give to make up for them?"
I thought back. "Almost anything, I suppose."
"Me too." Mrs. Jameson opened the door to the basement and motioned me to descend the stairs. "They're down there."
"Excellent. Thank you."
"Have fun and ... I apologize." Mrs. Jameson said, shutting the heavy steel door behind me followed by what sounded like a series of locks and deadbolts being slid into place.
"Uh..." suddenly, something felt very, very wrong. I descended the stairs carefully.
At the bottom there was another door. I opened it and stepped into the Jameson's basement recreation-room.
"Girls?" It was dark and it took my eyes a few minutes to adjust. I took a couple of tentative steps forward.
"Good evening, girls, I..." I halted in mid sentence, looking down. I was standing on a mattress! "Wait ... what is going on here?"
I looked up, shocked. The entire room was lit with soft lights and candlelight. The floors were covered, wall to wall, with mattresses and blankets and comforters. Around the perimeter of the room were some old, soft, overstuffed sofas and dozens upon dozens of soft, fluffy throw pillows
But it wasn't the furniture that immediately caught my attention. No, what caught my attention were the girls. Eight girls, sitting on sofas, reclining against pillows, lying on the floor...
... all dressed in white, diaphanous, flowing nylon and lace nightgowns.
"What's going on here, girls?" I repeated, concerned.
"What's the matter, Mr. Michaels?" asked Janice, one of my best students. She got up and walked towards me, her nightgown gently clinging to her bosoms and outlining her slender legs. "Don't you think we're beautiful?"
"That's not the question," I responded in my best authoritative teacher voice. "I'm a teacher and you're my students. You shouldn't be dressed like this in my presence. It's improper."
"We're not your students right now," Janice said, stepping closer and looking up at me with her soft brown eyes. "It's summer vacation. And you never answered my question. Don't we look beautiful?"
She was now standing so close I could smell her perfume. Looking closer, I realized she was wearing makeup - as if she had just had a makeover - and she looked stunningly gorgeous. I could just make out her nipples standing out hard tenting the white nylon of the nightgown.
Janice placed a hand on my chest, stroking it gently. "Don't we look beautiful?" she asked again. "We tried really hard."
"Yes," I said, losing myself for a second. "You look absolutely gorgeous. But that doesn't matter! I'm leaving."
I took a step backwards, bumping into another girl who had suddenly appeared behind me. It was Heather, a shy, but brilliant flute player who was also in my geology class.
"Please don't go," Heather said, pressing into me from behind. "We're just getting started. Here, let me take your bag so you can stay a while and enjoy our hospitality."
Caught off-guard, I let Heather take my laptop and put it aside.
"Besides, nobody will ever know," Janice continued. "We've signed a pact."
"What sort of pact?" I stammered.
Janice reached down and unbuckled my belt before I was able to push her hands away. She looked over to Jane and Pamela. "A little help here?"
I tried to move away, but just then Heather pushed into me, causing me to momentarily lose my balance.
In a flash, Pamela and Jane jumped up and each grabbed an arm holding it tight to their firm, young bodies. They were both top players on the volleyball team (ranked second in the state).
"Girls..." I said, getting desperate. "Please! Hey! Stop that!!"
Janice unzipped the zipper on my jeans and pushed them down to my ankles. "Stacy?" she called out.
Stacy joined her, both of them undoing the shoelaces of my black shoes.
"What ... what do you mean, a pact?" I asked, struggling to try and slip free.
"Stop asking questions and just enjoy," Heather said, reaching around from behind to pull my jacket off, with help from Jane and Pamela.
"Got it!" Stacy announced, gleefully, lifting up my leg so she could slip off my right shoe and toss it aside.
"Me too!" Janice added, repeating the same procedure with the other one. "Eve!" she called out. "Kristen, Zoe! Come help!"
The final three girls joined in and, in a coordinated effort, I was pushed backwards, all of them lowering me down to the mattresses and comforters.
Two girls reached out to unbutton my shirt, while two more pulled at the legs of my pants, slipping them easily down my legs and off.
"Briefs! I told you he wore briefs!" Kristen said.
"You stop this right now!" I shouted, trying to be as firm as possible but starting to panic. Pumping my arms and legs I managed to turn and get to my knees. But as I started to use my new-found leverage to get to my feet, Kristen and Eve pulled my legs hard backwards, causing me to fall flat to the ground again.
Somehow I ended up on my stomach, my face pressed into in Heather's nylon-covered lap.
Heather scissored her legs around my head, pressing my face even more firmly against her crotch, while Jane and Pamela re-acquired my hands and held them behind my back.
"Mr. Michaels," Heather said gently, "Please don't struggle. Please! We think you're amazing - that's why we chose you. We were hoping that you would enjoy spending this time with us."
Kristen and Zoe, holding my legs firmly to the floor behind me, each peeled off a sock and threw them aside.
I continued to fight, desperately trying to wrench my limbs free. In the process, my face rubbed against Heather's pubic mound, which I suddenly realized was damp and smelled strongly of female sex.
"Get his briefs off!" someone called out.
Janice and Stacy struggled to pull my briefs down, but they wouldn't go.
"Ow, shit!" I cried out, my voice muffled as they pulled harder.
"You're hurting him!" Zoe said, frantically. "Here!" she held out a pair of scissors, "just cut them off!"
A few quick snips and my briefs were no more.
"His shirt too! Just cut it off."
Like a wild horse, I bucked as hard as I could, trying to get away. "Hold on to him, girls!" Janice said, lying prostrate over my hips, as my shirt was cut away and discarded.
But my air supply was restricted by Heather, whose legs maintained a vice grip around my head, and every other part of my (now naked) body was held down by a girl in a nightgown. After ten minutes of struggling, I stopped, twisting my head as much as I could to get a breath which was not through layers of filmy nightgown and wet pussy.
"Turn him over," Janice said. All eight girls traded limbs and flipped me over.
"Oh!" they all said in unison, as my penis was revealed, already getting hard from all the intimate contact.
"I told you," said Stacy, triumphantly, as Eve placed a hand on my cock and gave it a squeeze with a wicked giggle. "I told you he'd be perfect!"
Embarrassed, I struggled again, this time managing to jerk an arm free, which accidentally whacked Pamela in the face.
"Shit!" She cried out, tumbling over, holding her cheek.
"Get him!" Stacy shouted out.
Scrambling, I was able to get my head free of Heather's legs just as the other girls were able to contain and capture my arms and legs again, pulling me back down to the mattress floor. Heather took that opportunity to scoot further forward and re-wrap her legs around my head and neck again.
I looked to the side and saw Pamela massaging her cheekbone.
"I'm sorry, Pamela," I said, trying to catch my breath from the struggle. "Are you okay?"
"Please," she replied, grinning. "I get whacked like this every volleyball practice. I'll be fine."
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She was part Syrian and part Egyptian on her mother's side, and part English on her father's side. Definitely the most exotic person he had ever had the opportunity to call his girl friend. It was a magical and potent mixture. They met in a bar on campus. She walked up, sat down, and introduced herself as Surrain, "But just call me Surrey," she said with a smile. Her eyes had a twinkle that entranced him. "You are beautiful," he replied, then, after gawking a bit, "Oh, and my name is...
Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...
Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...
Vintage Porn SitesI should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...
Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...
Porn Pictures SitesI always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....
Amateur Porn SitesWhat is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...
BBW Porn SitesHave you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....
Voyeur Porn SitesClothesline[This story is part of the Leather in Lawnville series.] Clothesline By DuskPetersonYou can tell a lot about a guy from where he shops. Take my friends, who have specialized tastes. Some of them spend their time at the hardware store, while others take an interest in our town's fabric shop, which has needles and pins that make them drool. Still others hang out at the department store, eyeing the cutlery collection. Somehow all of us end up rubbing shoulders at the town's jacket...