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Close Teacher part 5

Mr. Reynolds

I go to sleep with a strange little smirk on my face. I had just spent the day with Tiffany. We’ve had sex several times, but then we made love… I never thought I’d be able to feel that difference in one day. It scared us. Still, I smile because in Tiffany I have found someone who encompasses more attractive attributes… more than I’ve ever found in anyone closer to my age. One should feel lucky to meet someone, anyone, in our short time on this Earth, who they can really love.

Rules and laws were created to keep a distance between teachers and students. I know that I have been committing what society considers an immoral act. On a certain level, if it was just sex, we could stop it before any of us would be in real trouble… but falling in love, how do you stop that?

Tiffany

I have had many suitors. Immature high school boys I kept denying… so they started rumors about me with older men. It sucks, but it’s true that we’re labeled this way: if we give it up and like it, we’re sluts and whores; if we keep our legs closed to them, then we must be sluts and whores elsewhere. I wasn’t giving it up anywhere when the rumors about me made its rounds at school. I was waiting mainly because every boy that has ever wanted me made some stupid, adolescent man-child-like comment before getting close. But Mr. Reynolds is different. He is always a good listener and he always says the right thing to make me laugh and smile. I feel closer to him than any other person I’ve ever encountered… in all my years on this Earth.

So, young as I am, I felt ready and I did open my legs for Mr. Reynolds, an older man; rumors be damned. Although I’ve heard horror stories about first times, he and I felt amazing. I’ve been on a sexual high ever since he first came inside my pussy on his desk and have been addicted to the feel of his cock. On the day Ms. Powers gave him a day off, I cut school, came over, and we fucked… we fucked until … we fucked ourselves into love…. But he’s my teacher… I could get him fired, or worse… yet, I still can’t help but want him… no I can’t do that to him. We can’t be in …. We’ll have to fuck our way out this mess.

Bree

I don’t know what happened between Tiffany and Mr. Reynolds on their day away from school, but it couldn’t have been a coincidence that Tiffany had invited me to join them so soon after spending the day with him. I have to find out why the next day at school.
 

“So… Tiffany, did everything go okay yesterday?”

“Yup.”

“Yup? Just … yup?”

“Yup… except, the school called home and my mom was freaking out.”

“How’d you handle it?”

“I told her that I forgot something and left campus awhile. I was late, but the teacher must’ve marked me absent. I just showed her my homework for the day and everything was fine.”

“She believed you?”

“Well, this was the first time this kind of thing has ever happened.”

“So everything’s fine with you and Mr. R?”

“Yeah.”

“So… why… why am I…”

“Why did I ask you to join us?”

“You’re not bored with him yet or he with you? You’re not throwing me in there to add more excitement in your secret sex lives?”

“Oh Bree,” she hugs me and then whispers in my ear, “would that be so wrong?”. She quickly licks my ear without anyone noticing. She pulls away from the hug and my eyes are in a daze.

“You licked my ear and I swear, I think my pussy muscles flinched.”

“Save it for Saturday.”

“Awwe, you don’t want to just go cut class now?”

“Bree… I don’t think I’m smart enough to get away with cutting class two days in a row.”

“Yes you are. Ahem, so… what’s the plan?”

“What kind of underwear are you wearing?”
 

Mr. Reynolds

I find myself feeling exciting all day waiting to see Tiffany last period. My penis was actually sore from all the times we fucked yesterday, but if she was up for anything afterschool today, I doubt I would have any trouble saying yes. Suddenly I could care less about the risks involved. But the last period comes and goes, and Tiffany ignores me the entire period. She sits all the way in the back and doesn’t say a word. We make eye contact a few times, but her eyes quickly returns to her paper. Is loving each other too much for her?

Tiffany

Loving Mr. Reynolds is too much for me. I fight hard to not stare at him the entire period. Then when the bell rings, I exit feeling relief… my heart slowing its pace.

Just when I think I’m in the clear, he calls to me,“Tiffany?”

“Yes Mr. Reynolds?”

“Where are you going?”

“Class is over, Mr. Reynolds, I have to get ready for cheerleading practice.”

“Ah, okay.”

Awwe, poor guy, he looks defeated.

“You can walk me to the lockers if you’d like.”

“No, I … um,” he glances around to see which students are close by, “actually, yeah, okay, we can discuss your absence yesterday.”

“Okay. So what’s up?”

“You ignored me.”

“Well… yes.”

“So… the two of us… is it over?”

“Didn’t you want us to be over just two days ago?”

“True. But that was before…”

“Before…?”

“Before one day ago.”

“Mr. Reynolds, like you said, your ‘job is on the line here.’”

“And like you said, ‘My happiness is at stake.’ Do you suddenly regret having me as your first?”

“No, absolutely not, I loved… I enjoyed everything we did.”

“So did I. So why are we ending it?”

“What do you think of Bree?”

“What?”

“Bree. Are you attracted to her?”

“I don’t … never thought about her that way.”

“Well, think about her that way and tell me about it.”

“What does she have to do with anything?”

“Would you want to fuck her?”

“Tiffany….”

“It’s a simple question.”

“No.”

“No?”

“I want to fuck you.”

I couldn’t help but smile. To his surprise, I take off my shirt as we’re walking, approaching the locker door, and I find him staring at my top with just a bra on. He’s following me, but not noticing which door we just entered. We turn the corner into the lockers and he finally realizes where he is when he sees Bree in front of her locker in just her black lacy bra and matching panties.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry.” He manages to say.

“That’s okay, Mr. Reynolds,” Bree teases while taking her bra off, “I change in front of people all the time. I especially like it when they watch.”

I see Mr. Reynolds staring at Bree’s chest as they slightly bounce and adjust to all of Bree’s movements. I don’t blame him, I love looking at her chest too. I take off my bra and open my locker.

“Maybe I should go.” He says, not really moving.

“Mr. Reynolds, it’s okay, Bree knows.” He looks at me, shockingly, “ She’s known since that first time on your desk. You can trust her.”

“I can?” sounding a little more assured.

“You can trust these eyes," Bree teases, "um, Mr. Reynolds, up here, these eyes.”

“Girls, I shouldn’t be here while you’re changing.” He says, a bit nervously.

“Relax Mr. Reynolds,” I walk over and rub his cock, feeling him get hard under his slacks, “no one ever comes in here except us girls. Not only that, but Bree and I are a bit early too. The other girls won’t be here for awhile.”

“That’s right, Mr. Reynolds, we have some time to ourselves.”

“You’re hard Mr. Reynolds… I thought you said you didn’t want to fuck Bree.”

“He did?” Bree pouts.

“Maybe you can change his mind?” I ask while unbuckling, unbuttoning, and unzipping Mr. Reynolds as fast as I could. I pull down his boxers and he looks into my eyes with his cock pointing towards Bree. She kneels in front of him and kisses the tip of his cock. With her tongue, she starts to lap the underside of his cock and she twirls it around his shaft. This whole time Mr. Reynolds is staring at me, half in a look of pleasure, and half perplexed. I kneel next to Bree while she continues licking his cock which was now slippery all over with Bree’s saliva. Finally she takes Mr. Reynolds’ cock in her mouth and begins sucking on its head. I see her breast swaying as her head moves back and forth. “Do you like Bree’s tits? I think they’re so much better than mine.” I grab Bree’s right breast and inhale her nipple to the sounds of her muffled moans.

Mr. Reynolds

I feel the vibrations of Bree’s muffling moans on my cock as she’s taking me deep in her throat. I watch as Tiffany lick and spit in between Bree’s tits and making it slippery and calling me to.…

“Fuck her tits, Mr. Reynolds.” Tiffany commands, with me too far gone in pleasure to disagree.

Bree pulls my cockhead to the side of her mouth, and I can see it bulging out before it pops out of Bree’s mouth. Bree sits up higher as strings of saliva and precum roll down her chin. I place my cock between her beautiful breast. Tiffany has both tits in her hands and she squeezes both of them together to engulf my cock. She moves in to kiss Bree, and I watch as their tongue swirl around just past their lips. I begin to thrust between soft lush breast, gazing towards the image of two of my hottest students making out.

Tiffany

I can taste Mr. Reynolds on Bree’s mouth as I kiss her. I remember to continue to press her tits together to give Mr. Reynolds a good amount of friction. I love Bree’s chest and I continue to massage them while Mr. Reynolds continues to fuck them. I wonder if he likes titty-fucking her more than fucking my diminutive chest yesterday.

Bree

I love the feeling of Mr. Reynolds’ warm cock in between my chest, with Tiffany’s hand pressing them together. I place my right hand on Mr. Reynolds’ ass, giving him permission to thrust as hard as he pleases and my left hand is rubbing my clit under my lacy black panties. I’m so selfish, I think, so then I reach over and start rubbing Tiffany’s clit instead.

Tiffany

I leave Bree’s mouth and move down towards her chest and I open my mouth to catch the tip of Mr. Reynolds’ cock on his up-thrust. My mouth is drooling and full of saliva from my make out session with Bree and I use it all to further lubricate Mr. Reynolds’ cock between Bree’s chest.

Mr. Reynolds

All I see is Tiffany’s blonde hair under Bree’s chin, but I feel her sucking on the tip of my cock and letting some saliva spill down while I continue to fuck Bree’s firm tits. With more lubrication surrounding my cock, it sends me over the edge and I feel myself about to cum. I place my hands down on the back of Tiffany’s head forcing the tip of my cock to be in her mouth.

“I’m about to cum. Keep the tip in your mouth and drink my cum, Tiffany.”

And I can feel the warmth of her mouth being filled by my cum. I leave her mouth briefly, sliding down in between Bree’s tits, only to thrust up again through Bree’s tits and back into Tiffany’s mouth.

Tiffany

I catch all of his cum and try to keep it my mouth. His cock head is pulsating right between my lips and I massage and move Bree’s tits to rub his cock for more cum.

Bree

I feel Mr. Reynolds cumming and I arch my back and lift my chin to support Tiffany’s head who must be lucky enough to be tasting all of the cum. Under my right hand, I feel Mr. Reynolds buttocks quivering to the finality of his orgasm and I let go.

“Let me taste?” I ask Tiffany.

Mr. Reynolds

Tiffany’s lips and Bree’s tits squeezes my cum up and out of my cock. Soon after, I pop out of her mouth backing up to watch Tiffany kiss Bree with a giant long string of cum drooping down from their lips onto Bree’s chest. I am too busy watching their tongues, coated with my cum, dancing with each other when all of a sudden… oh shit!

Bree

I couldn’t believe how horny it was making me tasting Mr. Reynolds’ cum off of Tiffany’s tongue. I move my hand towards Tiffany’s pussy when suddenly she breaks our kiss and… oh shit!

Tiffany

This plan is working about as well as I could have hoped. Bree made him cum and now he’ll see that he doesn’t need me. But as I was opening my eyes while kissing Bree looking to see if Mr. Reynolds was watching us share his cum, I wasn’t sure if he feels completely satisfied. Suddenly behind him, I see…

“Amy!” Amy turns the corner. I didn’t plan this one.

“Hi. This is different.” Amy said smiling.

“I was just leaving.” Mr. Reynolds says, quickly buttoning his pants but pulling his work shirt over his unzipped and unbuckled area.

“Took a wrong turn there, Mr. Reynolds?” Amy asks sarcastically.

“Um. Yes,” Mr. Reynolds looks at me, embarrassed first then angrily at me, “I may have made a wrong turn.” I watch him leave feeling like I may have messed things up.

“Nice timing, Amy.” Bree says, putting on a sports bra.

“I can’t believe Mr. Reynolds was in here!”

“Amy, don’t tell anyone he was in here,” I command, “you don’t want him fired do you?”

“No, of course not, Tiffany. Why was he in here?” she asks.

I thought about how to answer, but I am still feeling the sting from the final look Mr. Reynolds gave me.

“Wrong turn.”

Mr. Reynolds

I go home that Friday feeling like my job might not be there for me come Monday. Now a forth person knows that I’m a teacher who has had sexual interaction with not one, but two of his students. Of the four, I worry most about Amy… and of the four, I blame myself the most. I go to sleep Friday night, tossing and turning about the predicament I find myself. I have a nightmare about facing Ms. Powers and having her fire me in front of all my students. Even the cops make an appearance to arrest me. And while I was being handcuffed and pushed away, I see Tiffany, Bree, and even Amy smirking at me. I may have been paranoid, but I feel like they’ve been playing me from the start.

I woke up Saturday in a cold sweat. It’s the week’s end and it has been a wild rollercoaster… with the greatest high coming Thursday, when Tiffany spent the day here at my home, and then actually getting caught Friday. I might be ready to give up this life of secrecy… because despite it all, the lowest part in this rollercoaster of a week, has been Tiffany rejecting my love for her.

Tiffany

I convinced myself that what happened on Friday was for the best. It’s best if Mr. Reynolds falls out of love with me. I’m no good for him.

Yet, the minute Amy showed up and the embarrassed look on his face, and the angry look he gave me haunts me more than I thought it would.

I need to get over it. It’s for his own good. Time to end it. It’s Saturday.



Bree

I go home after practice that Friday excited about tomorrow. At home, my brother had greets me with the intent on repeating our Thursday afternoon together.

“Mom’s gone to bed early, so do you want to?” Brian asks eagerly.

I think about it, but actually wanting to save my strength up for Saturday.

“Actually, no. I want to go to sleep early too, I’ve got a big day tomorrow.”

“C’mon Bree, I can stay in your room all night.”

“Sorry, Brian, I’m tired.”

“Damn, my dick has been so hard all day thinking about you coming home and fucking you.”

“Has it been hard all day?”

“The entire day in class I’ve been daydreaming about fucking you. I ran home, had mom cook me a three course meal to tire her out.”

“Good plan. How hard are you now?” I walk over to Brian and feel his cock under his jeans. He undoes his pants and I pull out his cock.

“Come join me in the shower… and Brian?”

“Yeah?”

“You’re not coming to bed with me, you’re just going to cum once this time.”

“Really?”

“Hmm… maybe.”

Tiffany

I call Bree early Saturday morning.

“Hello?” Bree sounds like she just woke up.

“Hi Bree, sorry to wake you.”

“Oh, hey Tiffany, you can wake me anytime.”

“Go get ready, we’ll stop by his place at noon.”

“Okay. Let me shower.”

“You didn’t shower last night after practice?”

“Oh, I did… I just need to shower again because…”

“Who’s calling you this early?” I hear someone say in the background.

“Who’s that?” I ask. “Bree, do you have someone in your bed with you?”

“I’ll tell you about it later. Just let me get in the shower.”

“Alrighty, Missy… you sure you have enough strength for today?”

“Oh, I wouldn’t miss it for the world. See you soon.”

“See you soon… oh, and Bree, don’t forget.”

“My birthday present? I’ll remember. You have what you’re supposed to bring?”

“Yup. Bye.”

“Bye.”

Mr. Reynolds

I didn’t get up till about 11. It was a long night with a lot on my mind. I decide to jump in the shower and try to clean myself from everything that has been going on. I've come to the conclusion that I must get back to distancing myself from Tiffany. I am too attached as her teacher, too close.

Just when I’m out of the shower, I hear the doorbell ringing. I toss on a shirt and my boxers and run downstairs with water still dripping from my hair. I open the door to find Tiffany and Bree in their cheerleading uniform.

“Hi Mr. Reynolds.” They both said in unison.

“Hi. What are you girls doing here?”

“We came here to see you.” Tiffany says, coming inside first. “We were rudely interrupted yesterday.”

“We told our parents we had a weekend practice. Thus the uniforms,” Bree adds, following Tiffany in.

“But you like us in our uniforms, don’t you?” Tiffany asks.

“Um, Tiffany… can I talk to you for a second? Alone.” I say walking her to bedroom. “This is not a good idea.”

“I knew you were going to say that. I also know that now you’re feeling like you need to distance yourself from me again. That you won’t take us up on our offering and end our … relationship. Here’s something you might not know though: I want us to end too.”

“You do?”

“I do. We both know that it’s for the best that we end whatever it is we have.”

“Right.” I say, feeling like she’s being straightforward with me.

“So this is it. The last time.”

“Whoa, wait, what?”

“Look, I still have this immense craving for you. I think about you inside me, I think about drinking your cum, about your tongue in my pussy… it’s all I want and think about. All week, it has consumed me like nothing else. Now it’s all mixed up in the fact that we have to end this… but I couldn’t let go just yet. I need you one last time. I really think it’ll make things easier for the both of us.”

“Easier?”

“Yes.”

"So why with Bree?”

“Why not with Bree?”

I can’t help but smile,“You are a beautiful person.”

Bree

I wonder if Mr. Reynolds is going to turn us away. I suspect that his every lustful thought would want this to happen. Any guy would want a threesome; a reason for him not to want one must be something immense… like a team of bison. But Mr. Reynolds is the type to over think things as well. I just hope the image of him titty-fucking me in the locker room the other day is still fresh on his mind and that he would want more.

“Bree, come on in the bedroom.” I hear Tiffany calling.

My heart begins to beat rapidly and I bring in my bag which contains my dildo and Tiffany’s surprise for Mr. Reynolds. I enter the room and Tiffany goes straight for the bag.

“Everyone looks a little nervous,” Tiffany says reaching in the bag, “so we’re going to start with a little game. Mr. Reynolds, you’ll have to wear this.” Tiffany pulls out a blindfold, “The game is called Odds and Evens.”

“Odds and Evens?” I ask.

“Yeah, so, one of us will be odds, the other evens. The point of the game is for us to suck on Mr. Reynolds’ cock from the tip of our lips to the back of our throats an increasing number of times with every time you move forward then back counting as one. The winner is the person who has Mr. Reynolds’ cock in her mouth when he cums. And no sharing the prize this time, you get to swallow all of it. Put on the blindfold Mr. Reynolds, it’s not fun unless you don’t know who has odds or evens.”

Mr. Reynolds smiles and puts on the blindfold. Tiffany directs him over to me and I start to rub his cock under his pants finding that he’s already quite hard from hearing the game rules.

Mr. Reynolds

I can’t see a thing. I feel the tip of my cock pushing up against someone’s puckered glossy lips. I push forward only to have the mouth withdrawn from me.

“No thrusting Mr. Reynolds.” I hear Tiffany’s voice coming close to my cock.

“Yeah, let us do the work.” Bree says, also on her knees.

Someone’s lips again presses up against my cock, and while I want to thrust in, I relax as my cock head slides in, feeling a wet tongue swirling twice around my cockhead before it slides all the way in. A gag in a throat massages my cockhead, and then pushes my cock back out with a little cough. A new set of hands grab my cock from one lovely mouth and pulls it to another warm welcoming mouth. My cock slides in, using lubrication from the last mouth, my cockhead rams down another throat. It’s held down there a bit, no gagging this time, then sliding mostly out still feeling all of the warmth of a mouth on the way. Then quickly, inhaling my cock, I’m back at the end of the same throat. This time I’m held there pretty long when this evens mouth finally does gag and spits me out.

Tiffany

I impatiently wait my turn. But to pass the time, watching Bree expertise in blowing is amazing. The way she holds him deep in her throat and I see her throat expand and accept his cock is quite the learning experience. My turn, and I try to do the same. With his cock in my throat and I start gagging and choking. I have to cough him out. Bree reaches, but I pull his cock away from her eager mouth. I mouth the words “still my turn” to her and we both giggle.

Mr. Reynolds

I hear giggling from both girls, but I’m lost in the moment now to really try and figure who’s mouth is who’s. In and out of mouths, back and forth down throats, and with each length of head bobs and time spent in each mouth increasing, I don’t even know when a mouth is odd or even. With this blindfold on, it feels like my cock is even more sensitive to the touch. Every forgivable teeth graze, every amazing tongue swirl around my cockhead, every bumby tongue texture rubbing the underside of my cock, every throat gag choking happily on my throbbing cock… I feel myself starting to cum, but then I hear the pop of my cock out of a mouth, and into another hungry mouth.  It is not too long into this mouth’s turn, when I start cumming uncontrollably down a throat. I can’t help but throw my hands forward, grab on the back of the head in front of me, and press my lower abs into her forehead as my cock releases globs and globs of cum.  I feel her throat muscles trying to swallow it all and her tongue wiggling about trying to keep my pulsating cock inside her mouth.  Just when I feel like I’m done with my orgasm, I start to slide out of her throat and my cockhead is pressed against the side of her mouth.  It takes me a while to realize the hair I’ve a grasp on belongs to….



Bree

I did it! I’m making him cum! I finally get to taste Mr. Reynolds’ piping hot cum, fresh from the source. I’m gagging a bit as he rams his cock in, his sack on my chin, and my throat desperately trying to swallow his cum and his cock. He stops thrusting forward when I start to slowly pull away while sucking on his cock head. I leave his cockhead in as Tiffany pulls off his blindfold.

“Keep him in your mouth,” Tiffany instructs, “keep him hard.”

“MmmMMm” I try to respond.

“I don’t think that’ll be a problem,” Mr. Reynolds says beginning to slowly thrust in and out of my mouth, as some cum I didn’t swallow seeps out the corners of my mouth then onto my cheerleading top. “Take your top off. I’m leaking on you.”

Mr. Reynolds

Bree takes her top off, showcasing her chest to us. Tiffany unhooks Bree’s bra. My eyes go directly to the line where Tiffany pushes Bree’s tits together.

“Tell Bree you want to fuck her tits again.” Tiffany commands.

“Bree, I want to fuck your tits again.”

“Yeah?” Bree asks. “Please do.”

Bree’s tits part slightly, as I push my cock between them. I thrust into them hard hearing a slapping sound with each thrust.

“Tell Bree you want to fuck her.”

“You want me to fuck you, Bree?” I ask while slowing my thrust.

“No, too polite.” Tiffany interrupts, “Tell her you want to ram your hard cock into her young tight cunt.”

“I want to ram my hard cock into your tight young cunt,” I comply, realizing that this was the first time I’ve used the word cunt in my life. I’ve never liked the word until now. While speeding up my thrust in between her tits again I say, “I want to pull on your cheerleading skirt as I slam into your ass from behind.”

“Fuck, Mr. Reynolds,” Bree says, standing, turning, bending and quickly pulling her panties down to her ankles, “please just fuck me.”

Bree’s sticks her ass high up in the air and I catch a glimpse of her shaved cunt for the first time. I quickly grab my cock with my right hand, and lifted her skirt with my left, pulling her closer by her skirt. I begin to guide my cock toward her glistening pussy lips.

“Stop.”

Tiffany

“Not yet.” I put my face between Mr. Reynolds’ cock and Bree’s pussy before entrance. “Not so fast.” I put Mr. Reynolds’ cock in my mouth and push up against the inside of my cheek. Then I pop it out the side of my mouth and repeat it a few times keeping him as hard as a rock. “There’s no rush,” I tell them both as they both still await to fuck each other for the first time. I start to slowly jack off Mr. Reynolds as I turn my mouth over to Bree’s lower lips. I feel the heat on my nose emitted by her pussy. “You’re in heat, Bree. She’s so fucking horny for you, Mr. Reynolds. Tell her, Bree.”

“Ever since I saw … ohh… you fucking Tiffany on your desk, I’ve wanted you to … oohh right there… fuck me like you fucked Tiffany. How you pounded her ass and lifted her feet from the ground.” Bree said between moans.

I guide Mr. Reynolds’ cock towards Bree’s dripping pussy, teasing them both even more by rubbing his cockhead up and down her slit. Bree has one hand on the floor and the other his spreading one ass cheek open. I spread the other to give Mr. Reynolds a nice view of his cock rubbing Bree’s clit.

Everyone inhales, it’s quiet, ‘cept the sounds of a hard cock rubbing the outsides of a wet pussy. I pull Mr. Reynolds’s cock to the back of my own throat one more time, looking up at him with my blue eyes giving him permission to fuck Bree senseless. I withdraw his cock from my mouth and give Bree’s clit a quick flick with the tip of my tongue. “Now.”

Mr. Reynolds

Tiffany guides my cockhead to Bree’s clit, replacing her own tongue that was just there. She slides me up Bree’s slit, towards her opening and tugs my cock to penetrate inside. Bree and Tiffany both spread Bree’s ass apart to show me everything including Tiffany’s young beautiful face looking at my cockhead disappearing into Bree’s pussy folds. Bree’s outer folds of her pussy begin to cave in, following my cock, which is about halfway in her tight warm cunt. Tiffany backs her head away slightly as I push forward and press up against Bree’s asscheeks, my cock going about as deep as I can. Everyone exhales at the same time. Tiffany really knew how to milk the moment so that Bree and I could feel each inch of my first penetration into Bree’s young pussy. With my hips still press up against Bree’s cheeks, she starts to grind her ass against me. Tiffany stands up and kisses me on the cheek. She flicks my ear with her tongue and whispers, “Don’t stop pounding her ass hard until you cum inside her.” She walks towards Bree’s head and whisper’s something in her ear.

Bree

“He’s going to fuck you while I rub my pussy on your face. Don’t worry about licking me the whole time, just enjoy everything.” Tiffany says in my ear. She lies down in front of me and spreads her legs, resting her feet on my back and her thighs touching my ears. Mr. Reynolds begins slowly sliding out, and then quickly thrusting in, causing my mouth to smash into Tiffany’s drenched pussy. I start licking Tiffany while Mr. Reynolds withdraws his cock almost all the way out of me, when again, a quick thrust and my tongue darts inside Tiffany’s pussy.

“Fuck her harder, Mr. Reynolds. Faster. Pound her into my pussy.” Tiffany orders and so Mr. Reynolds begins pounding faster, pulling on my skirt for a harder thrust against my ass each time. I try and lick Tiffany, but as my whole body is pushed forward with each slam on my ass, I find my face just being smeared by Tiffany’s pussy juices. I push my ass back to meet Mr. Reynolds’ thrusts. He works up to quick pace, slapping sounds echo in the room along with everyone’s moans. The sound of three people during sex has been foreign to me, except those porn films. But this sounded different.  It was more raw and real. I feel my orgasm coming when suddenly Mr. Reynolds thrust forward a final time cumming deep inside of me. My face slams into Tiffany’s pussy as I moan uncontrollably into my own orgasm. My pussy throbbing on Mr. Reynold’s cock, squeezing it for more cum. Tiffany crawls beside me, and Mr. Reynolds and I turn and lie down on our side, spooning each other, his cock still inside me. I tried grinding my ass a little, but he was softening up inside of me. No one says anything, and everyone is panting… exhausted. And we all take an afternoon nap.

Mr. Reynolds

I fall asleep. Physically satisfied.

Tiffany

I stay awake.

Bree

I wake up to Tiffany’s sniffling.

“Tiffany…” I whisper, “You okay?”

“Yeah. I’m fine.”

“No, you’re not. Is this not going how you planned? Am I being too selfish? He came in me twice.”

“Bree. You’re just skillful. I was hoping he would cum in you both times. I want him to enjoy this… you too.”

“I am. You weren’t kidding about how he works his cock. As for him, are you kidding, he’s out like a light. What about you? Tiffany, you need his cock in you too.”

“No. I don’t. It might be best that I don’t. I’m not going to see Mr. Reynolds anymore after today.”

“What?”

“Bree, I might be falling in love with him.”

“Wow. Tiffany, that’s great!”

“No it isn’t.”

“Sure it is.”

“It’s just not fair to him, to his job. It’s too risky. You know?”

“Tiffany, what good relationship is just fair and not at all risky? He loves you too, you know.”

“How do you know?”

“Because anyone who fucks you would fall in love with you, including me. I love you more that I’ve loved any guy I’ve ever been with. You’re like a sister to me… a sister that I’m really really attracted to. I love you… you with your bright beautiful curly hair on top and also well below your head.” I rub Tiffany’s matching pubic hair and then slide my fingers down to play with her pussy lips, which were starting to moisten. “You’re a fucking goddess. And Mr. Reynolds knows this.”

We both look at Mr. Reynolds’ cock as he sleeps. And I think we both have the same idea.

Tiffany

I’m not sure if Bree is right, but her words did comfort me. I love Bree like a sister too. And I admit that this threesome was to try and have Mr. Reynolds see that Bree can satisfy him just as much as I could. He has cummed in Bree twice now. And I watched it in envy.

Bree and I both crawl down the bed carefully as to not wake Mr. Reynolds. Our faces by his soften cock. Bree takes her hand right back to my pussy and I take my hand to hers. We kiss each other, tongues encircling each other, then we turn our attention to our sleeping beauty. I take all of Mr. Reynolds’ cock in my mouth and begin to work my tongue around. He cock hardens in my mouth as my tongue continues to make laps around his cockhead and soon I was sucking on his cockhead only, looking up to see his eyes finally opening.

Mr. Reynolds

I awake to Tiffany’s mouth on my cock. I remember when Tiffany woke me up Thursday morning the same way. It is absolutely the best way to wake up. I watch her curly blonde hair bouncing up and down as my cock pushing against the wall of her mouth. I wish I could wake up to her mouth on my cock every morning. And as soon as I wished it, my now hard cock pops out the side of her mouth.

“I made it hard for you, Bree.” Tiffany backs up a little with my cock sticking straight up and resting on her cheek. Bree takes her mouth and wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock. I realize that that their hands were busy fingering each other and groping each other’s tits, so they transferred my cock back and forth with just their heads. I stare into both their faces, as my cock is as hard as it has been all day next to their longing look in both their eyes. Their mouths move with a hunger for cum, licking and sucking my cock. I feel a mouth on my sack and a mouth taking me deep.  There’s plenty of switching off and on as I watch as the girls share my cock.  I have my hands on the back of each of the girl’s heads still letting them move up and down on my cock freely until I feel my cock ready to cum. My eyes were shut, as I start to cum, but I looked down and saw that it was Tiffany’s mouth around me… she starts to work up and down again as my hips squirmed from the sensitivity my cock was feeling after having just cumming in Tiffany for the first time today. She’s working my cock, keeping me hard as I reached down and grabbed her hair.

“Fuck me, Tiffany. I need you to fuck me now.”

Tiffany climbs on top of me, and straddles my cock. She raises her hips, and I grab her ass as she lowers her drenched pussy onto my cock. I just came, but I feel like I could cum all day inside these beautiful girls. She starts bouncing up and down, as I grab her bouncing tits. Then Bree comes over and smother’s my face with her beautiful luscious tits. I suck on her nipples as they harden in my mouth, and she slips them out of my mouth and switches one nipple with the other. Meanwhile my cock is being worked on by Tiffany’s tight cunt and she continues to ride me, working her hips up and down.

With my cock still inside of her, and through quick glances around Bree’s chest rubbing my face, I see Tiffany turning around and her ass now in my view as she rides me in reverse cowgirl. I see her blond hair falling to back, as she grabs her asscheeks and spreads them from time to time to show my cock diving into her. Bree moves to Tiffany and she starts to suck on Tiffany’s breast as Tiffany bounces up and down.

“Let me taste your pussy on Mr. Reynolds’ cock” Bree says, suddenly becoming the instructor.