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(MF/mf-teens, ped, 1st, mast, oral, anal, orgy) *** She looked for sex everywhere, and masturbated at least once a day. Jon could tell that Lauren was a young girl with a lot of sexual potential. He'd had enough experience with his students to know with a fair amount of certainty. He watched all his classes very carefully, boys and girls both. Not much older than the high school students he supervised, Jon thought himself very lucky to land a job in the Athletic Department of this excellent Westchester school. So many of the students were fit and beautiful and healthy, all bursting with adolescent energy—especially sexual energy—in this upscale New York suburbs. The boys and girls came from affluent if not actually wealthy homes. They had so many opportunities. They took advantage of their privileges. They were sexually precocious. Jon himself had a similar social background, growing up in Larchmont, and felt very comfortable in his situation. Just three years on the job he'd already had sex with six students. At that rate he calculated by the time of retirement he would have enjoyed some 80 students. He figured if he stayed teaching long enough he might even engage the offspring of some of his students. The present class was the best yet, and his roaming thoughts often settled on Lauren. She was stand-out beautiful in a pretty beautiful crowd of youngsters. Lauren might well be innocent, might well be virginal, he thought, but she was not naïve. He watched the way she moved, the way she spread her legs, the way she bent over, noticed the upward thrust of her developed tits and the way she pushed them forward, watched the sway of her hips, and noted her choice of revealing gym outfits. Outside the gym too: skin tight clothing all the time. She was not inhibited as far as her body was concerned. Perhaps she'd already been fucked, or else now so obviously ready for it. When she walked by she got noticed. Her manner was dreamy; her eyes were seductive. She stood very close when speaking to him, closer than required, held her eyes on his, and never seemed to entirely close her smiling full lips. An eager air of expectation was always on her face when near him. An unspoken invitation in her eyes? Perhaps. And always, his prick would stir and grow. Most mornings Jon's wife woke him with a blowjob. His beautiful wife, only 23. Many men desired her. She was a knock out in high school and college. Many men observed the swell off her ass and longed to put their face deep between her cheeks. Many men watched the sway of her full tits as she exercised and wanted to apply their mouth to them. At the beach her slim figure in a skimpy thong drew jealous admiration from other young women. He was so lucky: she was sexually compliant for him. She'd do anything he'd ask. And Jayne wanted sex often, sometimes as much as three times in one day. Lately, the morning sucking was especially welcome for he'd been dreaming a lot about Lauren, and on those days he gave Jayne larger than usual quantities of sunrise sperm. Wise woman Jayne, she surmised something going on at school had his balls working overtime. It didn't take much to get it out of him, and from then on Jayne was his personal, make-believe Lauren, always ready in the morning with her fourteen year old mouth, her slim, cool teenage ass, offering her tight, young pussy daily. Student to teacher, mouth to cock, tongue to asshole, tits to mouth, she begged to be screwed in the gym, in his car, in his office. She gave him her thong to sniff on the way home. She confessed she masturbated every night dreaming of him. She asked for "special" instruction, and expected good grades. It was their best running fantasy, liable to break out anytime. Sometimes, in a restaurant waiting for their order, Jayne would become Lauren, pretending her teacher had invited her to an expensive restaurant expecting to fuck her afterward. His wife would slip off a shoe and work her foot into his groin, playing with his cock and balls under the table while he told her in obscene terms how he lusted after her cute young body. Lauren entered the upper school gym before Friday morning first period to put in an extra half hour on the horse. She loved the smell of the gym after a week of vigorous adolescent exercise: it made her pussy tingle. Just like the smell of her tight jeans when she skinned out of them and brought the crotch to her nose. Her pussy tingled a lot because she was only 14, and her strong libido kept her horny all the time. Lauren did masturbate, and did think of her teacher Jon often. In class her eyes closely followed the movements of his body. It was perfect, the kind of body she found stimulating: a muscle structure defined on a well proportioned fame, virtually no body hair to disturb the clean lines. A tight mass of curly dark hair crowned a face both cute and manly. His full lips were designed for kissing and sucking. She imagined how those lips would feel toying with her hard, jutting nipples. He had clear, gray-green eyes. He was so hot! All the foxy girls paid him extra, close attention. They discussed his body in detail, his manner, his dress. He was a beautiful specimen of male animal: the tawny skin sleek and polished, eyes always suggestive of some misbehavior. His long fingers looked able to achieve deep penetration. Jon had a flat stomach, powerful looking legs, always well planted, the inward curve of his thighs led one's eyes toward his crotch, which always radiated a strong sexual signal no matter how he dressed. Fucking him was a powerful fantasy many of his young students could barely contain. When he strode around in those grey spandex exercise shorts he looked the top stud, the very clear large outline at his crotch made by the shiny fabric was proof of that. Or him in those clingy grey gym shorts. Or those snug sweat pants. He had a big dick, you could tell. All the girls said so. So, in the darkness of her bedroom at night, her legs spread wide open, Lauren relived the tension she acquired from school in general, from seeing him in particular. When she put her finger there she could feel her teacher's big cock slowly pushing into her. That huge dick was so long. She put two fingers in, then forced three. Its true he was big! Her girlfriends were right it. The vision made her so hot she could hardly stand it. She imagined sucking on those large sensuous lips, feeling his strong tongue fucking her mouth. Feeling his balls. Feeling his firm ass in her hands. She would kiss it. She wanted to feel his lips on that part of her own body. She would groan with pleasure into the darkness as she felt his cock fill her mouth, her nose filled with his musky male scent. She blushed at her own lust. And then she would finish off with his tongue on her asshole, right where her greasy finger was thrust. Her orgasm was always powerful, rolling her over and curling her body into a tight ball. Jayne's libido was just as hungry. That's one of the reasons she sought the job at the athletic club. Devoted to sports and her own tight body, she openly admired both male and female young athletes, especially adolescent boys and girls. She wanted to fuck tight bodies. Her husband was proof of that. But her roving eye was always on the lookout for someone to fuck in addition to Jon, and the gym was the perfect place, given her tastes. There, she worked hard and rose quickly to assistant manager, which gave the freedom to roam the facilities and enjoy the stimulation produced by observing the fit bodies of the clientele. The neighborhood around the gym was filled with active educated professionals just starting careers. They were into fitness as a way of impressing others and enjoying a more intense sex life. Jayne had no proof, but believed every young married she encountered was screwing at least one other someone on the side. As Lauren was jerking off, so too, Jaz. His 16 year old equipment was in his hand at bedtime every night while he reviewed the day's events. School made him so horny. The queer biology teacher, Mr. Kennedy, again today rubbed his hand over Jaz's ass. Maybe he should let the teacher suck him. That other teacher, he didn't know her name, but she always stopped him in the hall to make some innocent comment and stood so close to him. She had a great body for a thirty something and he started to get hard right there next to her. Then that twenty-something chick on the bus today going home: her eyes moving from his eyes, then down to his crotch. She was really hot! Would she blow him? When she rose to leave she stood close so he could get a good look at the way the black stretch pants pressed into her cunt. But then there was Lauren. Lauren at school. All he wanted was to eat Lauren's pussy. There was no other more delicate way to put it. He'd never tasted pussy but thoughts of Lauren always ended with his tongue deep between her legs. No matter what else happened in the day he always ended with Lauren. Lauren was prime fantasy: she sucking his dick, he lapping her pussy, his long finger tight into her hot asshole. Every night she was his girlfriend, his little whore, his slut, his toy. If only Lauren could see how big and hard his dick was! He measured it just about every week and yes, no doubt it was growing—7 and three quarters inches now—the length of his two fists with some good amount left over. She was small but she could probably get most of it in her mouth, he thought hopefully. With these visions and many more like them, he came quickly and generously each night. Jaz caught Jon's eye the first day he entered the school gym two years ago. Jon always surveyed his new students for their abilities and good looks. Boys and girls got the same scrutiny. Right from the start the teacher noticed the lump that moved under the denim at the boys crotch. Jaz, along with several girls, were marked by Jon for special attention. If nothing else, their desirability would provide many pleasurable masturbation fantasies. It wasn't long before Jaz picked up on his teacher's interest in him. It aroused his curiosity and flattered his ego that this older handsome male paid him court. And more than just curiosity was aroused. During the many excuses the teacher found to be with him, Jaz's dick stirred and grew almost without his being aware of it. But when Jon started to put his arm around the boy's shoulder in an non-committal way, Jaz was glad the thong he started wearing recently helped to conceal his erection. Ninth grade boys were always getting erections at odd times, and besides, the garment made his dick look and feel good. Jaz had some sexual experiences over his sixteen years that are typical for teenagers boys nowadays. He taught himself to masturbate when he was about six, an exciting discovery that led him to share his knowledge with a few friends. They played with each other's little hairless dicks and it wasn't long before they were sucking each other. They would lay on each other doing dry humping motions. One of the little boys a few times put his tongue against Jaz's asshole, which they both liked. At ten, Jaz was fucked in the ass for the first time, a favor he eagerly returned upon his buddy. It was all great fun and just another form of play. He was still virginal as far as girls were concerned until a cousin of twelve stayed at his house for a week. He was so damn cute she just had to hold and play with his beautiful four inch penis and tickle and kiss his balls. He fingered her and kissed her cunt and sucked her nipples. She was the first to praise the beauty of his sexual equipment, something he soon became accustomed to hearing from others, boy or girl. At thirteen he had real sex for the first time with a neighborhood girl of sixteen. She gave up her virginity to him and used his five inch cock often over they next year or so. And boys didn't disappear from his sex life either. They were more available than girls at this stage and his handsome looks and beautiful body and personality made him difficult to resist. From the eighth grade forward Jaz was more the seducer than the seduced. His young balls worked overtime to keep up with his need to cum several times a day. It was at Jon's suggestion that Jaz started visiting Jayne's gym. Their conversations at school had slowly grown more intimate and the boy agreed with the teacher that more regular workouts and especially swimming would keep his body tight and make his sexual activities even more enjoyable. Jaz was open about his sex life and told Jon almost everything: his need to masturbate at least once a day, the blowjobs he got from girl and boy classmates, the star athletes he admired that gave him erections, the bodies of the girls he wanted to fuck, the pornography he liked, names of the girls he had screwed (six of them)—and, surprise, (but not surprising)—that he, Jaz, thought Jon's wife incredibly sexy and would love a chance to fuck her if Jon wouldn't mind. "You little horny bastard," thought Jon to himself, "I'll bet my wife would just love the feel of your seven inch dick." It gave Jon a very rigid erection to picture Jaz's handsome face between Lauren's soft wide open thighs. But Jon also felt threatened. What if she liked his teenage dick better than his older, familiar one? Jayne hadn't confessed it to Jon but Jaz was indeed high on her list of desirable males. They had discussed Jaz in sexual terms often over the past two years and had fantasized about him. But Jayne was shy about telling Jon she really wanted sex with the boy. In her mind there was no doubt that Jon wanted him: in bed fucking her at night he would sometimes describe how he would fuck the boy while she watched. Their sex life was growing, and she loved it. In the gym one particular Saturday Lauren asked the young woman working next her how to adjust one of the elliptical trainers. Jon overheard the request and took charge, standing behind and very close Lauren. In the course of his detailed explanations he was able to touch her and sensed immediately he could become bolder. He pressed himself up against her nubile body while continuing his helpful instructions—repeating the same thing three times. She did not break the contact and he took his time as he explained each step again slowly, time that allowed his erection to grow to its full stiffness. She must be able to feel it, he was sure. The few other clients were not close enough to notice what was going on. If alarmed, Jon thought, the girl could move away. But no, incredibly, almost imperceptibly she pressed back so that the length of his cock nestled into the crack of her ass. She felt him so warm and so hard against her and it thrilled her. Neither of them had a doubt that sexual overtones were taking place. Boldly, she lifted her arms and pressed her ass cheeks together so firmly he felt the onset of an orgasm. It was at that moment Jayne appeared. He stepped back from the girl quickly, but his wife saw the condition of his dick and smiled. Lauren turned and smiled too, and worked the machine with a happy determination. After this incident Lauren spent even more time in the gym. She found many occasions to speak to both Jon and Jayne, to be near them to linger, and to look at them and their beautiful bodies. It was late one Sunday near closing time when Lauren worked on the parallel bar alone, and Jon arrived as usual to help his wife close up. His wife told him to settle in front of the office computer while she flipped the lock on the door. Jayne brought up a website she'd discovered and to share with him. They had some wine. Outside in the gym proper almost all the regulars had gone. On the computer screen there was a dog and a girl. The girl was about Lauren's age. Jayne's hand slipped between Jon's thighs and palmed his very hot cock and balls. He opened wider. The dog was being masturbated. It was a sleek black Doberman. Jayne whispered about dog dicks and horse dicks and her husband's dick rose to maximum hardness. Meanwhile, in the gym, Lauren's practice session had the usual effect: she was horny. She let the bar come up between her legs in the special way she invented and soon her clit was inflamed. She made small rubbing movements, the same way she did on bicycle seats. In no time she was wet and picturing a big cock entering that spot. Meanwhile, the two or three patrons still in the building finished dressing and left. It was time for Jayne to lock the entrance and start closing up. She came upon Lauren in the locker room. The young girl was naked and reaching for a towel. "How gorgeous" thought Jayne as her eyes surveyed and lingered over Lauren's tight and tanned body. Under the sheen of glowing unblemished skin each muscle moved fluidly. Her ass was so round and the cleft so deep; her hips flared sensuously; her tits were small but shaped as if by an artist, with prominent, jutting nipples. Were they hard? Her cunt was a clean and perfect slit swollen by adolescent hormones. To prove puberty had established itself not long ago there was a triangular wisp of soft, trimmed hair at that spot. Jayne was already aroused by watching the porn video in the office so seeing Lauren like this only added fuel to an already hot fire. Lesbian love was not out of bounds for her: she had sucked other girls when she was Lauren's age and enjoyed it. In high school she had a "special" girl friend for a awhile who taught her the joys of long rubber dildos. And college had definitely been bi-sexual, where she and her beautiful roommate relieved the long cold nights nestled between each other's warm thighs. Now this young girl awakened those memories her. "Lauren, hon, I'm taking a swim before we close up. Want to join me?" Jayne's voice was soft and soothing and casual but in the tone of her invitation there was a promise of something more. "Well..." the girl hesitated, looking down her body, then showing empty palms. A shrug, followed by a heart melting smile. She had such cute freckles and a lovely sultry eyes. "Oh...no problem! I never wear a suit for these "special" swims. ...Everyone's gone... Cm'on; it'll feel good." And Jayne pranced off girlishly toward the pool. Her mind was racing over all kinds of sexual possibilities as she patiently tread water waiting for the girl to appear. She pictured her tongue deep into the girl's teenage cunt and imagined how sweet and wonderful it would taste. She saw herself equipped with a long black strap-on and saw it sink slowly into Lauren's tender pussy. Then Jon. Yes, Jon. Jon was in the office probably still enjoying the pornography. Would he fuck the girl while she watched? Would the girl watch while husband and wife fucked? Actually, she wasn't sure she wanted her husband to intrude just yet. Lauren was new. She must be careful. Maybe she would only masturbate Lauren. She had to proceed slowly, taking cues from the girl. Jayne mulled these thoughts and many more like then when, shyly and naked, Lauren finally entered the pool area. The lighting had been cut down to its nighttime level and the girl emerged from the shadows like a beautiful doe. "She could give blocks of stone hard- ons," Jayne thought, "fuck her I will." The girl motioned to Jayne to come close to the edge of the pool. Leaning down, her cute face close to Jayne's, she whispered a giggled out question: "What if your husband comes in?" Jayne winked reassurance and whispered back: "My husband 'comes' all the time, but never 'comes' in here" she lied. "You're sooo beautiful Lauren! Don't be shy about your body!" The girl smiled as Jayne continued: "You're going to give many boys and men wet dreams. You probably do now!" A critical point. How Lauren responded to this comment would determine how Jayne would proceed from here. Up, up! Lauren stood erect and triumphant, her arms stretched above her head as if to receive the adulation of an audience, a blissful smile on her lips, on her tip toes now, the cheeks of her ass pressed together, breasts jutting out with hard nipples. She wanted this to happen! She suspected both Jon and Jayne wanted her, wanted her body, and she was ready to give it. Then she dove neatly into the water. Jayne found her under the surface. She held the girl lightly at the waist and brought their bodies together. There was no resistance. "Water baby," thought Jayne, who held the embrace and allowed them both to drift in stillness. It was only for moments, but what crucial moments! Moments that revealed Lauren ready for seduction. All questions were answered. All doubts satisfied. There was no turning back. Jayne felt strong contractions in her pussy and a flood of moisture there. The young woman slid her hands up the adolescent's slick body to her firm breasts. The nipples were so hard. Lauren arched her back and Jayne for the first time felt the firmness of the girl's ass. Locked together they reached the surface. The night bell rang and summoned Jon to the door. There he found Jaz, who had left the gym a hour ago after swimming laps. Jaz looked radiant and sexy, more than usual. "I think I left my watch," said the boy, noticing Jon's smirky look . As he stepped by Jon pinched his ass and Jaz looked over his shoulder with a shy smile. He thought the touch contained an invitation, just as Jon intended. As they descended the flight of steps leading to the pool Jon's body experienced a small, expectant thrill and premonition: he was certain they would find something sexual at the bottom of the stairway. Sure enough, in the dim lighting the bodies were entwined naked at the pool's edge. Jon recognized his wife ass immediately but wasn't sure who the other was. Jon abruptly halted on last step, and Jaz bumped into him. They watched. There was beautiful Lauren, about twenty or so feet away, stretched upon her back at the pool's edge with his wife's gorgeous head between the girl's widespread thighs. It was a very beautiful sight. From behind Jon could hear a small sigh escape from Jaz. "Nice?" asked Jon, barely able to be heard. "Damn," said the boy in a whisper, "they're doing... They're doing it!" He sounded shocked. He knew women did this. But actual proof still was a bit shocking. "Shh, let's watch" said the teacher, who knew his wife and was not at all surprised. Jaz and Jon grew hard in a matter of seconds and as they watched Jayne's tongue work upon Lauren's pussy they each began to rub themselves quietly. Time ticked by very slowly. The only sounds were sighs and moans from the girl, the ripple of pool water, and soon, heavy breathing from Jaz. His teenage libido was so aroused he shed all caution and hesitation. When Jon turned to look at the boy he saw him with his shoulders against the cool tiles, his pelvis thrust forward, his gym shorts and thong around his sneakers. Jaz's magnificent cock was in his right hand, and he was slowly stroking. The teacher was pleased. He knew it would eventually come to this. His body was ready, but he held back to watch Jaz. The boy was beautiful in his sexual arousal, the attractive muscles at work under the satin smooth, tanned skin, the slick head of his dick reflecting the light and Jon was aroused far more than he believed possible. Even more than he'd been with his wife. The boy's eyes were closed. Jon dropped to his knees in front of Jaz and took it into his mouth. It tasted just as expected: sweet and tangy. Jaz let his hand fall away and began to fuck Jon's mouth. Meanwhile at the edge of the pool Jayne's active and educated tongue raised Lauren to new levels of sexual consciousness. Swirling through her mind were so many images of intense sexual performance, blending her passions and fantasies in rapidly shifting images: herself in public competition bent over the horse totally naked, with all eyes on her pussy and breasts and ass. The erections of the boys and men as they jerked off watching her. The envious girls in the stands with their fingers deep into the cunts. Lauren's libido broke through her inhibitions and suppressed desires raced onto the surface of her mind. She saw a handsome naked boy come forward and shove his large rigid dick into her pussy. She was a virgin and it hurt but she loved the spectacle they made for the crowd, some of who were fucking in the stands. Then her wrists were tied to the rings and any who wished came forward to lick her and fuck her. Coming. She was coming. And her orgasm came onto Lauren's tongue. Jayne lay quietly next to Lauren, pressing her damp body onto the firm warm skin of the teenager. In the afterglow of orgasm Lauren sighed and kissed Jayne. They embraced and smiled and looked into each other's eyes. Both of them knew they would do this often. No words were necessary. Over smooth flesh their active hands spoke all that was necessary. Finger tips explored all the necessary parts, entered into crevices and hollows. Lips and tongues became parts energized with sexual desire. Eventually Jayne's hands cupped around the checks of the girl's ass and drew each side apart. Cool air touched that most intimate, tender central spot causing a spasm of pleasure along the girl's spine. Then the cold tip of Jayne's finger was there. Lauren gasped. Though only fourteen Lauren's responsiveness impressed the older woman. "How quickly a virgin turns into a slut" Jayne thought, "like me when I was her age." As she pushed her finger into that spot she whispered to Lauren, "Have you ever been fucked in the ass darling? I love doing it that way." "No" was the tiny reply. The sound of soft footsteps broke their concentration. John approached with two of the gym mats. Without speaking he lay them quietly next to the girls, removed his clothing and stretched out on his back. His cock was magnificent in its rampant hardness. Lauren's eyes were fixed on it. Jayne moved over his body and took it into her mouth. Watch, Lauren. This is how to suck cock. Jayne was an expert at it. Presently another body joined them. Jaz stretched his beautiful lithe body behind Lauren and gently wrapped a hand over one of her breasts. It was as if they had always done this. They watched the married couple perform a private pornographic show just for their horny teenager delight. Stretched on their side across the mat, Jon behind his wife, his strong cock entered his wife as deeply as possible. A few feet away, the boy and girl watched this display, hungry to learn whatever they could from the older couple. Jaz's long middle finger entered her virgin cunt and fucked it slowly. She was so wet and warm. As Jon and Jayne worked toward orgasm Jayne spread open to allow still deeper thrusts, her eyes fixed on the teenagers' glowing faces. Jayne's husky voice told the boy to "Put it in her. I want to see it. Shove it up her cunt" she commanded. And that's what happened. Jaz replaced his long finger with his long hard cock and deflowered the fourteen year old girl right in front of them. There was no need to doubt Lauren's virginity. Her face registered pain, fear, pleasure, and finally ecstasy, all within a few minutes. Jaz's orgasm was strong and long. They rested, but more had to come. Their lust couldn't be satisfied so easily. Presently, the girl was told to lie face down on the mat, her head resting on her folded arms. In that position her thighs pressed her butt upward, raising and rounding her cheeks into two beautiful mounds of firm flesh. She could feel their eyes on that spot. Jaz was given the pleasure of being first. His teenage cock, always so quick to go rigid on the slightest reason, and despite having come in Jon's mouth and in Lauren's pussy, was so hard now it ached. For all his youth he knew exactly what to do: he lowered his face to her ass, spread open her cheeks with his long brown fingers, and fucked her there with his tongue. It was animal instinct that lead him there and he was glad he hadn't resisted the urge. Not only did he enjoy the warm, moist center to which his lust led him, he also was proud of the evident pleasure he was giving the girl, groaning sounds of lust under her breath. She invented exquisite dirty names for him which only he could hear, and begged him not to stop. The watchers did all they could to remain spectators: Jayne was frigging herself slowly with wet fingers, occasionally touching her asshole as if to duplicate the feel of Jaz's beautiful tongue. And Jon. Jon realized his powerful urge to have Jaz's body. Two years of suppressed yearning now sought release. Now was his best chance to fuck the boy. He greased his rigid cock. Kneeling behind the boy he took Jaz's beautiful ass in his hands, enjoying its cool smoothness, delighting in the firm round cheeks he so admired and lusted after for two years. For two years he been watching that ass in snug jeans. His strong hands pressed and rubbed, and Jon contemplated how his rigid dick would feel deep inside the boy. Jaz loved it. He moved slightly, opening his legs more, wordlessly inviting Jon to explore that spot more. Soon a hard slick finger opened the boy up. "His pussy" thought Jon, "fuck him hard." The teacher's finger prepared the way. Presently he spread the boy open again and placed the head of his cock where they both wanted it. Was Jaz a virgin there? Jon didn't know, but he knew he was going to penetrate the boy as deeply as possible. It inflamed Jayne's hungry libido and satisfied her strong need for sexual trespass to watch Jon's large long cock sink into the boy's ass. Despite Jon's humping, Jaz still keep licking the girl's hot body. Jayne watched the three of them for a long time. They were so beautiful together. She recalled times from her own teenage years, of all the boys and girls she sucked, how their bodies felt, how they tasted. Jayne could not stay a voyeur any longer. She had to join in some part, some way. Lauren was so delirious with pleasure now, so overcome with lust, she was barely conscious. Jayne made clear from her own actions she wanted the girl to turn onto her back. There was a momentary shifting of places, a generous yielding toward inclusion: Lauren now on her back, Jaz's face between her legs again, this time fastened to her pussy, and Jon's dick still in his ass. Jayne moved around to the girl to get what she wanted. Carefully, she placed a knee on either side of Lauren's shoulders and squatted over her beautiful face. In this position she was able to look down Jaz's back and watch her husband's dick sink into the boy, at the same time feeling Lauren's hot breath on her open cunt. This is how all four were joined. This is how they rubbed and tasted and fucked and moaned and squatted and squeezed all parts together. It went on. And on. It seemed like a long time, but a short a time also. It was hard to tell. It became all feeling, without time. Finally in the room by the pool that evening, all four entered a new and unfamiliar sexual space, a place where the ordinary differences between them—differences that usually kept people apart—melted. Age and gender, status and power, all such things disappeared, no longer mattered. They realized a new form. What mattered was their joining by their inflamed genitals in one sensual, erotic being. And they would never forget it. end The author would enjoy hearing from you about this story. ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com Check out one of my other popular stories in Directory 42, called "A Park Avenue Story." *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 52