"What's going on?" I asked, turning back to the road before nearly running off of it.
"Shh!" Sheila cautioned me. "Keep driving, don't talk to us. We're all going to your place for a visit, okay?"
"Is that so?"
"Yeah. It'll be fun. Mr. Eastman. Judy here is lots of fun. She fucks even better than I do."
I heaved a sigh and wondered whether I should stop the car and throw them out. It might be hard to explain if somebody saw them now. But then again, did I really want two horny teenyboppers running around my house? I had had a long day teaching and fucking.
Oh well, perhaps I could argue with them once we got inside. I could reason with them.
Ha!
I pulled in the driveway of my house and up flat against the door so we could sneak right in. The girls scurried out and through the door. I followed. They rushed into the living room and made themselves at home.
"Now what is it you girls want me to do for you, anyway?" I asked them.
"We want you to fuck us!" they said in unison, giggling like the little girls they were.
"Well, well see about that. Let me get you something to drink, and maybe you'll have second thoughts, guilty consciences, if you know what such things are…”
I wanted to get them ginger ales, hut they insisted on martinis, doubles. After they finished them, their eyes were swimming. They began giggling foolishly.
"Don't you want to fuck us?" Sheila asked.
"Yeah, sure, maybe later."
But they wouldn't be put off from getting their jollies. If I wouldn't cooperate they had other alternatives. Judy took out two sloppily wrapped cigarettes. They lit the marijuana and took several deep tokes apiece. Then they began to remove their clothes.
In another minute they were both naked. I sat down and watched the show. Sheila cupped her hands on either side of Judy's melon-shaped tits and squeezed them. The nipples became quite stiff. Sheila caught the long left nipple between her teeth. Her fingers, meanwhile, combed through the girl's pubes and down to the open lips of her hole.
They took another toke apiece.
I could see the wetness growing inside Judy's pussy and drops of milky come were dribbling out as her excitement mounted. She groaned loudly as Sheila dipped her tongue down into her pussy and began lapping at it.
"Mmmmm,” she moaned.
Her pink cunt glistened with secretion and clinging saliva. Sheila slipped her hands onto the girl's other tit and brought her mouth slowly towards it. She closed her lips over it and began sucking. She moved her head back and forth on her schoolmate's tit, sucking it intensely. For several minutes she sucked and chewed and licked, the nipples getting swollen to a bright pink color. And all this while she was jamming her hand up the pretty schoolgirl's cunt and grabbing an occasional hit from the joints.
I just sat back an‹l watched it all.
At last it came time for them to reverse positions. Judy's eyes darted to the reddish thatch between Sheila's legs. Sheila opened her legs wide and Judy positioned herself between them. She braced her hands on her thighs and bent her head down to her snatch. Sheila. gasped with delight as she felt the other girl's tongue licking its way slowly up and down the length of her trembling, wet slit.
Sheila gently guided Judy's head up and down. Her tongue began to lap more furiously, burrowing straight through the scarlet-tinged hair and into the gash itself, up to the tingling ruby red clit, and on into the depths of the hole, licking and sucking away voraciously.
"Ohhhhh!" Sheila moaned. "Oh. that's good! Are you watching us, Mr. Eastman? Are you watching her eat my lovely pussy? Isn't it sexy? Don't you want to join us?"
“Yeah, yeah sure," I said. "In a minute or two."
And in fact it was having its effect on me, giving me one stiff, throbbing erection- which I reluctantly took out of my pants and held in my hand.
Sheila spread her legs wider apart and thrust her ass forward, to make it easier for Judy to get her tongue in there. The latter girl's face burrowed closer and closer, until her nose was completely buried in the pretty gash. They were certainly enjoying each other. I had a good idea this wasn't the first time that Sheila had had Judy's tongue wriggling around inside her cunt, licking her, making her come. Well, they had to do something when there were no boys around, right?
I started jerking on my prick as the atmosphere got under my skin, watching these naked teenaged girls, with their cunts open and their juices flowing.
And then Mrs. Hoag came into the room.
She stood speechless for several seconds, staring at the spectacle of her husband's students so strangely occupied, balling each other in my living room. And the spectacle of me, an upstanding teacher, sitting and watching them with my prick out and hard.
"Oh, my God," she mumbled, "what's going on here?"
The girls didn't pay any attention to her.
"Hello, baby." I said. "We're just having a party here. Care to join us?"
"I..I ^never expected this!"
"Go on, take off your clothes and join the fun. I bet you would like to taste young Judy's pussy, wouldn't you?"
She just stared at them and shook her head in surprise.
"God," she said, "you're too much. You go after all of them, don't you?"
“They go after me!" I laughed. "Just the way you did the other night-if you remember."
She inched her way to me, eyes riveted on the two Mountainview girls writhing on the floor, their tongues now in each other's assholes as they moved into the 69 position. When Mrs. Hoag was standing beside me I thrust a hand up her dress. She wasn't wearing any panties, I quickly realized. She had come dressed to kill. And her honeypot was very warm and sticky. It was obvious that she was having one of her horny spells and had come over for my aid and comfort. I pushed my fingers into the wet cunt and worked them around in a circular motion, around and around, making her grind her hips and groan with pleasure. I pushed all of three fingers into that tight, hot quim, and there was room for more.
I moved another hand under her dress, up to the tight curls of her bush. I tugged on them, uncurled several of them, playing with her, making her buck and grind erotically.
I pushed my other hand in deeper, up into that gooey hole. She was ready and I was willing.
"Come on. Mrs. Hoag, straddle me."
"Yes, yes," she muttered frantically. "Stick your dick into me… fill my hot hole!"
She mounted me, grabbing my cock with both hands and pressing the head below the taut labes. Her hole caught me and then she sank down, every inch filling her.
"Ohhhhh! God, that feels good, you can't imagine…"
She began to bounce, slowly, up and down, lifting her cunt up the length of my shaft then dropping back down again, up and down, rhythmically, sensually. Her eyes were closed and she hung her head back, probably not even thinking about me, or caring who I was as long as I kept my long prick hard and let her ride it.
I glanced across and saw that Sheila and Judy were graduating to more esoteric stunts. Sheila was attempting to fist-fuck her friend and already had most of her hand and wrist up Judy's open, aching pussy.
"Oh! Oh! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Mrs. Hoag suddenly shouted at the top of her trembling lungs.
"Look. look," Judy whispered. "Look who's here, will you! It's Mrs. Hoag… and Mr. Eastman's fucking her good!"
"Hello, Mrs. Hoag," Sheila said. “That Mr. Eastman, he fucks real good, doesn't he?"
Mrs. Hoag, needless to say, ignored them. She was off on her own voluptuous journey, eyes clenched, nostrils flaring violently, grinding her teeth, wiggling her ass around me, the jaws of her pussy clenching, loosening, quivering all around my hard prick.
And then another visitor entered the room. I looked back and saw him standing in the hallway, eyes wide, fists clenched. It was Mr. Hoag.