The Perils of Pubescent PornChapter 21
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I wondered if she counted as my first virgin, while I wound down and slowed to a halt. She was so sexual, perhaps she didn’t. I felt pretty sure another girl would have needed more time, and just generally more looking after, and perhaps eating or something, to be ready for my size.
“OOooh that was so right,” she beamed up at me.
“It was,” I smiled back. I worked my arms under her and rolled us over so she was on top, still impaled, legs astraddle, feeling gorgeous. She lay her head on my shoulder, one hand on the other, while I stroked over her tapered back and through her hair. Was she fourteen or fifteen? Well even fourteen was only eight years younger than me, and whatever, her body was developed. Awesomely developed.
I combed through her hair, down to the small of her back. Stroked back up to her wide shoulders, and down her sides, in to her waist, then out to her hips. ‘Broad hips’ might be accurate, technically, but it would give the wrong impression. ‘Feminine hips’ perhaps. Such a body.
I felt a little tingle in my cock. A fresh tingle. Her pussy was active, responding to the touching. Wow.
Gradually we started again. She began to move, making my cock reverse its decline. She sat up and I moved my hands to her sexy hips, to nudge her into lifting herself up and down. In no time she was riding cowgirl, learning to add to things with a pelvic thrust each time, and gasping happily.
After a few minutes she was dissatisfied though. She leaned over to one side, to roll us over. “Can we go back to how it was?” she asked.
“Try this,” I smiled, and nudged her up. I followed her with my cock and began to fuck upwards. She got the idea and held herself over me while I fucked her again.
It took a few minutes till she came for her second time, but she loved it as much as the first, and I loved cumming into her as much as the first time too.
She subsided onto me again, twitching happily. She was warm, fragrant, and infinitely sexual. I stroked her.
“You’re not from round here are you?” she murmured. “Where are you from?”
I told her how I’d just moved to the town, leaving my girlfriend pursuing her career near London; how I was sharing a rented house; and generally those little things that would make it more than a fuck. I already knew quite a bit about her of course. She asked if I’d had a lot of girlfriends, but not anything about Christina, and she wasn’t feeling needy, so I felt it was cool.
“Do kiteboarders always have tan lines like this?” she teased, stroking over the large pale areas.
“Yes, pretty much,” I smiled. “it’s the harness, and you don’t do it in speedos.”
“Harness?” she grinned suggestively. “Can we swap numbers? And email and WhatsApp?”
It was way too late to be coy. We stood up and found our phones. Once we’d entered them she was nudging into me, and automatically my arms went round her. She looked up and I leaned down and kissed her, and this time there was meaning in it and it was good. A good lesson, for an eager student. Her naked body rubbed and pressed against me.
My cock rose once more. It was partly that Angie was that sexy, and partly that I just am like that. My girlfriend had complained about it. Not that I was ever pushy, of course, but she said she always felt a bit inadequate, with knowing I’d have liked more. We hadn’t exactly split up, but it was probably why we hadn’t tried too hard to stay in the same town.
Angie was taking my third hardon for granted anyway, not having any reference I guessed. I nudged her to the wall next to the door, realising I was taking it for granted that she wouldn’t be sore, and as I lowered her onto my throbbing pole again I was proved right. She groaned happily.
“God,” she gasped, “this is even more awesome than ... I thought.”
Was the hesitation because ‘awesome’ was what Christina had told her to expect? I grinned to myself. Christina. Christina AND Angie? That was so awesome it was almost daunting, but I made a quick promise to myself about having a proper session with Christina, sometime soon. Then I made myself shelve her while I got on with fucking the pupil in my arms.
“You haven’t wet yourself yet?” Evelyn greeted Janice the next morning, down in the gym. “You can have a percentage,” Janice took the initiative away from her tiny teen foe. I fell for it: “There’s the building, the fees, and the porn, which are you talking about?” “Take this chain off then we can talk. Let me get home and shower and change then we can discuss things in a civilised manner.” “So you’ve got a backup at home!” Paige worked it out. We’d gone down mob handed. “And you could...
By midnight, finally, all the girls who wanted some cock had been satisfied, and they were drifting off to their dorms, along with the few who hadn’t. Frances had gone home with Christina, and taken Angie, Natalie and Hailey to drop off. I’d had a doze and woken still with an erection, which was only slightly sore and achey. “Hey!” cried the miniature reason I’d woken up, “we’ve got it!” She was waving a phone. “Oh?” I grumbled. “Yes!” She was with Sofia, Jenna and Paige. “We got into her...
The Common Room is the old hotel lounge and the place for the students to hang out. It’s quite a good size. It has a couple of tables for if they want to work, and a collection of old sofas in all different colours and styles, that Janice had had me collect from ebay and gumtree, with some plum-coloured original side-seating round the walls. It’s a bohemian effect, finished off by the various different coffee tables, the stained dark-red carpet, a small TV and bluetooth speakers which were...
We didn’t reach a decision, just to go the school to start with, but everybody wanted to come. I called Candace and she came over and, inevitably, took the three smaller, younger girls in her impoverished little hatchback, while I took Christina and Angie in mine. Evelyn would fill Candace in on the way. “I might’ve known you’d end up in a girls’ boarding school,” teased Angie from my back seat, stroking my neck. “You have no idea,” I smiled ruefully. “So have you missed us?” grinned...
The day passed in stress and semi-chaos: a mix of teaching disruptive kids, editing illicit video, and tending to Janice and Frances’ carnal demands. But at least now I had help from Bob and Candace on that front, so by bedtime I wasn’t too drained and was looking forward to some time with Candace. However when she came up, after doing the late rounds, it was with a complication. “Evelyn and Sofia asked if you were doing a round too,” she smiled as she came into my room. “Not interested in...
“Excellent.” First thing next morning Janice was looking over my shoulder while we took a look at the footage. “Isn’t she lovely? Still fifteen too, that’s premium. Well, worth more than sixteen anyway. Such a vigorous orgasm, and that bit of reluctance is pure gold, especially with her getting into it so thoroughly afterwards. Okay let me have me the five-minute edit this evening, then see what we’ve got from later on. They’re still at it, aren’t they?” “Yes,” I switched back to the live...
Before anything could develop I got up, that woke the girls up, and we went out onto the landing, just as Candace’s door opened next to us and she emerged with a girl - Rose. “Oh!” everyone said. Rose went bright pink. “Hello,” said Evelyn to her, “I’m Evelyn.” “Hello,” said Rose, and fled down the stairs. “It’s alright,” Evelyn called after her, “we’re cool with girls and girls.” “Hello Evelyn,” smiled Candace. We were still learning girls’ names too of course. “Hello Sofia.” “Hello...
“Filming?” “You don’t imagine we’re going to leave the dormitories unmonitored do you?” “But the age range is thirteen to eighteen?” Surely... “I’ve found an outlet,” she smiled conspiratorially. “They guarantee they can only be seen in the Middle East and you would not believe what they’ll pay!” “But the girls will be being exploited then,” I had to object, “underage, and they won’t even know...” “Oh they have to know, if they’re sexy.” “Blackmail?” I gasped. “Exactly Carl, I knew...
“You’re going to bend over the desk Rose,” growled Janice “your decision is about whether you do it with your panties on or off.” “It’d be sexual assault if you took my panties off!” Rose objected. “It was sexual assault that you were perpetrating on my teacher,” Janice advanced menacingly. Rose still wasn’t moving. “And now you’re being quite properly admonished,” Janice leaned down to speak into her ear, “in front of witnesses. Understood?” She looked round so we all nodded...
“How big is it anyway?” asked Christina, moving her fingers to it, “it looks more than eight and a bit or whatever you said.” “We ought to know really,” Angie agreed, “have you got a tape? Or a ruler?” I hadn’t, but they immediately found ruler apps for their phones, so not much later I was slouched in the middle of the sofa, trying to keep still while they played with my cock and had fun measuring it with two mobile phones. “Eight point eight,” pronounced Christina in the end, “that’s...
So the following evening I was at Christina’s house, which is bigger than Angie’s, meeting the parents of all three of the underage girls I was having sex and making porn movies with. Christina’s father, it’s fair to say, was regarding me with a hint of suspicion, perhaps knowing his daughter too well. Natalie’s father was faintly dubious too, but they had nothing concrete to go on of course, and they weren’t getting support from the others. Angie’s father was agreeable but seemed to think...
We all ‘dressed’ for dinner, during which Paige and Jenna told us that LastPass is a password manager, protected by a complex password plus a second type of verification, that would contain all of Janice’s passwords to her encrypted online storage. They’d found her Microsoft login on the underside of her keyboard, written in not-really invisible ink that dust hadn’t stuck to. There was a TOR browser and LastPass app on the pc, and now they were going through the computer hunting for that...
I wondered vaguely how it had taken so long since the first delicious time, till I worked out that in fact it was only the day before yesterday. Was it? It was hard to keep track. “Your place or mine?” I asked, thinking of her fragrantly scented bedroom. “Yeeees...” she looked around pensively. “Bob can keep an eye on things can’t he?” We looked across the room to Bob talking with three girls in the corner; or more accurately perhaps, being pressed into the corner by three girls. Then we...
“Right let’s see what we’ve got,” Christina was heading for the computer. We transferred the files and played them, by which time Angie and Natalie had joined us. Natalie squeezed in between me and Christina, bringing my cock back to attention. The footage was incredibly sexy and the situation made me desperate to grab Christina or Angie and fuck them. “That’s great,” Christina was pleased with the film too. “We ought to have a plot,” suggested Angie, “roughly anyway.” “Oooh yes,” her...
“No, I won’t always be ahead of you.” I stroked fingers into the soft, glossy hair on her head then through it down onto her back. “You are special to me anyway.” She thrilled, but also was interested in sinking further onto my cock. I could feel she was lubricated, as she twisted and writhed and thrust her agile little body, and her pretty face gradually receded away from mine, down my body, while the sensation in my cock grew more and more amazing. She was tight, but in an elastic...
Janice arrived at nine. She’s not bad still, I suppose, in the right lighting. She was more relaxed than at school, too. “Ah so this is your sex movie studio,” she looked around with a gleam in her eye, “it looks quite familiar. I think we might watch one while I enjoy your hot young body. Let’s start with those big girls talking the small one into being lezzed. I love how she cums so hard, so many times, while they completely work her delectable little body over. “It’s such a pity being...
Then at the end of the month, after classes on the last Friday, Janice called me into her office. I knocked, and went in to find Christina’s mother sitting in the other visitor’s chair. “Hello,” I smiled, hoping that might help. “Carl,” Mrs Nering smiled back, “our favourite porn star.” She and Janice grinned tauntingly at me while I glanced from one to the other, trying to find a way to play it. Why were they smiling? What did they know? I saw Janice had her laptop open... “Mrs Nering...
I had to change something, I knew, as I started a wank, my imagination flitting between Angie and Christina. I couldn’t bring them back here, because the other guys knew I was a teacher and they’d talk. I needed a flat, with its own entrance. The obvious option wasn’t an option, considering how my willpower had done so far. In the morning I started looking for a place, and luckily found one pretty quickly, on the top floor of a converted house, with a landlord who’d been holding out trying...
At the end of that we paused for a break. “Wow that was great!” Christina was delighted with progress, giving Angie an extra naked hug and heading for the computer to see what the footage looked like. It did look pretty sexy, I had to admit, and things all felt pretty sexy too, clustered round with the three nude girls, all touching me and each other. “Wish we had those lights,” Angie commented, “the bits that aren’t in the sun are so dark you can hardly see anything.” “We can do some...
“That was awesome,” Angie finally stopped recording. “So mine next, then can you show us how you edit them? It’s so cool how you do the titles and add music and make a movie.” “I’ll show you now,” I offered. My student was looking dissatisfied with this idea, so I carried on: “It’ll give me a few minutes to recover. I’ll be harder, and more likely to cum properly when you do, with some good big spurts, deep inside.” “Okay,” she smiled, “cool.” She squirmed a little in anticipation, in her...
I just looked at them. Christina moved behind Angie and eased the jacket off her shoulders. Angie stood there in the middle of the floor while her friend started on her trainers, then socks, then jeans, and tee, until she was in bra and panties, looking fantastic. They were grinning at me, seeing me riveted, as they swapped and Angie slowly stripped Christina down to bra and panties too. Small, soft bras, and small, thin panties. Then they moved together, face to face, and kissed lightly....
Evelyn was in her pyjamas and robe; needing something? I beckoned her and she followed me into my room. “I ... I...” she mumbled. “You’re homesick,” I realised. They’d mentioned that in teacher training. “I think Sofia is,” she claimed. “That’s, you know...” “ ... part of it,” I smiled. Probably they both were. “That’s natural. Go and get her and we can talk about it. Are the others okay?” “I think so, they’ve gone to sleep anyway.” A couple of minutes later the two of them were in my...
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