College Interruptus

Chapter Eleven

Setting Up Julia

Mrs. Nancy Whittier would not have been happy to know that by fucking me she increased my determination to fuck her sixteen year old daughter Julia. I’d observed her daughter’s timidity with guys and the passion she’d exhibited under Irene’s skillful tutelage but after experiencing her mother’s unbridled lust I wanted to find out if I could release the same sort of concupiscence in her ingenuous offspring.

Of course during the school week I looked similarly at her female classmates and two days after Mrs. Whittier’s masterful (or should I say mistressful) draining of my lustful thoughts I’d have welcomed a roll in the hay with any of them, even the priest’s underage consort Janet Williams or the little Japanese. Fuyu Watanabe. Her name always made me think fucku.

We’d missed a dancing lesson due to the camping trip and Ms. Simmons told everyone that we would do a double session to make up for it. She sped up instruction in waltz but allowed practice of foxtrot which suited me fine. It was becoming more familiar to the schoolgirls and now not only Deepa and Rhaina allowed me to hold them close and slide my thigh between their legs but so did the other girls. Except Julia.

``Relax Julia. Dance close to me like you do to Ms. Simmons,`` I whispered as I moved away from the others. ``You’re a big girl Julia and this is how you’re supposed to dance.`` I slid my hand lower to the swell of her pneumatic ass and dragged her hips close so I could rub my erection against her belly.

She struggled for just a moment and then seemed to realize that she could only get away by creating a scene so for a minute or so we danced with my leg sliding between her thighs and my erection pushing against her plump belly. As we danced closer to the others she made no effort to distance herself from me so I counted it as a victory…but I had a much greater one in mind.

My last dance was with Deepa and she firmly ground her groin against mine. “Ì saw what you did with Julia. Are you fucking her `stead of me`n Rhaina?”

“That’s ridiculous Deepa. That would be even more dangerous that making love to you…and you know I don’t dare do that.``

``Would`ja like me to come fuck you tonight?``

``You know I would but it’s too dangerous.``

If I’d needed evidence that my two juvenile Indian paramours had open attitudes to sexual relations I soon had it. The dance lesson was a bit late because it was a double session so it was ten PM when I settled down with my single malt wondering how I was going to last until Tanya or Juanita came tomorrow night to complete their cleaning assignment.

I heard a sound and then Deepa walked into my bedroom..

``My God Deepa! Someone will find out!``

``Not to worry, Mr. Aspen. Rhaina is covering for me…and next week I have to cover for her. It’s gotta be a quickie though. Dad gets home right after twelve.”

It was quicker than usual but I feasted on Deepa’s pendulous breasts and stayed immersed in her snug cockpit through two orgasms on my behalf and maybe more on hers.

``Next Friday Rhaina`s gonna come, Mr. Aspen. I mean come join you here and maybe cum too like you made me cum tonight.”

Saturday morning I was a bit disappointed when Juanita showed up to do the housekeeping but, as she left, she made sure that she should reappear that night for her other duties.

What was Irene doing? I turned on the TV and camera and was rewarded by the sight of my co-teacher sitting on the edge of the bed talking to an apparently agitated Julia Whittier.

``I’m worried Ms. Simmons. What we did is…like…my father says it’s what they did in Sodom.``

The schoolteacher reached out and took the girl’s hands in her own.

``I know that’s what your father preaches Julia…but did it seem wrong? Was it sinful when we were together? God is a God of love and what we did was love. Some women need…want love from men but some of us want love from other women. And you`re a woman, Julia. A beautiful, fully endowed woman. I don’t want men, Julia. I want the beauty that I can have with a beautiful girl like you. Please give me that pleasure Julia. Someday you may want a man but it can wait.”

Young Julia melted before her teacher’s plaintive request and soon was naked with her on the bed. Despite Deepa’s marvelous performance of the previous night I became intensely aroused as I watched their mutual intimacy, oral and cunt to cunt. And hungered to be with either of them.

Juanita`s visit on Saturday night was in some ways anti-climactic. It lacked the novelty or submission of Tanya’s visit and it was a poor substitute (in the ego sense) for getting into Irene or especially, Julia. But Juanita was good and she did somewhat quench my illicit desire for schoolgirls.

When I made my Sunday afternoon check into Irene’s endeavours I found a new face. Well not exactly a new face since I saw him daily in school but new genitalia.

Irene was as usual in these situations sitting on the edge of her bed and pointed conveniently ay my camera. Adam Whittier was naked from the waist down with an impressive erection tenting out his long t-shirt. My only solace from what transpired was that I was at least equally long and half again as thick and should be able to extract similarly effusive responses from Irene should I ever get into her.

In my scheming mind however the major benefit of having this on record was its potential for breaking down the resistance of a girl who believed that Irene was solely into sex with women (or girls.)

“Mmm Adam…someone told me you were big like this,” Irene purred as she peeled down his undershorts and stroked his impressive erection. He was longer than I by maybe an inch or so but not nearly as thick. A good cherry-breaker I mused. Wonder how many he’s had?

“O Wow Ms. Simmons! Oh yes!” The boy’s exclamations were breathless as Irene’s fat lipped mouth enclosed the head of his cock. She sucked on him briefly before getting a condom.

“This is our secret isn’t it Adam?”

“Uh yeah, sure…but who said I was big?”

“It was little Beulah. She says you raped her and made me promise not to tell anyone. So we both have a secret to protect.

After sucking him again briefly and playing with his heavily hanging lust eggs the woman got to her feet, shrugged off her robe and sprawled on her back with legs spread wide.

“Fuck me Adam. Fuck me like you fucked little Beulah,” and when he mounted her open body she striped off the condom.. “It’s safe with me Adam…you can pump your hot sperm into me. Now fuck me!”

Irene was good. As soon as the boy’s organ was sheathed in her hairy snatch her legs wrapped around his hips and her deep, wide hips began to undulate.

“Ms. Simmons! No! Don’t move! Gonna cum!” Adam gasped but when she showed no sign of ceasing her movements he began to pump frantically with the short strokes of climax. He finished with two grunt-producing jabs and it was obvious that he was emptying his seed into the schoolteacher’s welcoming receptacle.

But Irene did not stop moving. Clearly she understood and appreciated the stamina and recuperative powers of teenage boys. And after a brief pause the boy seemed to realize that he was not finished, or at least she was not finished with him.

Irene used the boy like a human sex-toy and it was almost an hour before she released her leg wrap of his hips and pushed him off. Her hirsute pelvis was matted with sweat and in the vee of her thighs her hairy labia gaped and dribbled creamy cum juice.

“Was that good for you Adam?”

“Oh yes Ms. Simmons. It was wonderful,” the teenager murmured weakly.

“Well don’t forget Adam…this is our secret and if I hear that you’ve ever told anyone then I’ll support Beulah when she claims that you raped her.”

“But I didn’t Ms. Simmons. I wasn’t even the first to get into her.”

“That doesn’t matter Adam. But if you keep our secret maybe we can meet again some Saturday.”

Another Friday dance lesson arrived and once more I maneuvered Julia into a location where I could grind my erection against her reluctantly yielding pelvis. Was it time? Did I have enough evidence to persuade her (or blackmail her) into sharing her lush, ripe body? I wasn’t sure.

Saturday after Juanita finished the cleaning and told me that she would be back at night I relaxed. In mid afternoon I made my regular spy-check on Irene and saw that her visitor today was Julia again.

The girl was both reluctant and anxious as the older schoolteacher undressed her and took her through a session of dual oral sex and then belly to belly imitation copulation. At the end of the session Irene took a sex toy, a dildo complete with harness and straps from the table at the head of the bed.

“When you visit me again Julia I’d like you to put this on and use it…you know…make love to me as if you were a man.”

“But Ms. Simmons? You said you’d never been with a man?”

”No, and I don’t want to but you can be my first…I’ll give you my virginity. Wouldn’t you like that?”

“Do you want to do the same thing to me?”

“Only if you want it sweetie. Remember, it’s not like having a man take advantage of you.”

At that moment I decided that I had enough evidence to coerce the sixteen year old into having sex with me. I could disillusion her about her schoolteacher who had taken advantage of her innocence and threaten her with the possibility of exposure through Facebook or some such internet tool. Despicable, I knew, but a girl as naïve as she would soon lose her virtue to someone other than the schoolteacher and who would be more fitting than another schoolteacher.

I spent the time until Juanita came to cut and paste some of the more revealing of her episodes with Irene and of Irene with Adam and Erik. I copied the edited portion onto a disk and then digitally blanked all the faces and loaded the result into a fake Facebook.

On Sunday morning as I was leaving the Protestant service Mrs. Whittier grabbed my arm and asked me to join the family for lunch. I went there at noon and she served all f us a casserole just like the one she’d brought for me the night she fucked me.

The lunch was pleasant and the conversation innocent. I wondered what the reverend would think if he knew I’d screwed his wife and seen his son fucking a teacher and his daughter having lesbian sex with her. But mostly I tried to get through to Julia. If she was still a virgin and I wanted to be the one to change her status I couldn’t waste too much time. Discreetly before I went home I suggested that she ought to secretly visit me so I could share some potentially harmful information about her and Ms Simmons. She went pale and I knew she guessed what I was talking about.

Julia arrived at 2 PM, glancing nervously over her shoulder when I let her in.

“What did you want to tell me Mr. Aspen?” She asked the question in a timid voice as I led her through the kitchen and into my bedroom.

“Just sit there,” I said in a firm voice as I directed her to my bed. I turned on the TV and the computer that was connected. “I found something that you ought to see. On somebody’s Facebook.”

I began to play back the video images of a busty, faceless girl and a hairy, faceless woman as they shared oral sex and cunt to cunt sex. After thirty seconds of viewing tears were rolling down the pretty girl’s chubby cheeks and she was squirming with fear and embarrassment. I shut off the TV.

“Do you have anything to say, Julia?”

“But? How? Who? I don’t know them,” she finished weakly, apparently deciding to try to bluff her way out of it.

“Now Julia…you do know who it is. And I just played you the no-face version. There’s another that shows the faces. What if your parents…your classmates…Pratt’s Harbour people see it?” I moved then to sit beside her and put my arm around her.

“Mr. Aspen? Oh Mr. Aspen? Did Ms. Simmons do this? What am I going to do?”

I drew her soft body close and cupped one of her big, soft breasts. I could see that she was in a state of shock from what she’d seen. Was it the right time to level with her?

“Ms. Simmons didn’t do this. It would damage her as much as you. You’re a beautiful girl, Julia. It’s your beauty that drove Ms. Simmons to take advantage of your innocence…and it’s causing me to do the same thing. That wasn’t a real Facebook I showed you. I took the videos and seeing you with Ms. Simmons was so erotic that I couldn’t help myself.”

She stiffened and tried weakly to move away from me. “But? What are you going to do with it?”

“I could show it to your father.”

”On no! Dad would disown me!”

She was no longer trying to move away from me and I could tell that the threat of exposure was enough to achieve my obscene objective but I wanted to split her off too from Irene.

“You gave Irene some relief from her desire to be with you, Julia. I’m hoping that you’ll agree to give me some relief to.”

“But Mr. Aspen? It’s not the same. Ms. Simmons just likes girls.”

“There’s more you should see Julia.” I replayed the first part but with her and Irene’s face visible and then I added the bit where Irene said she’d never been with a man and followed it with images of the schoolteacher with Erik, with young Beulah and finally with Julia’s brother Adam.

While we were watching and talking I had continued to gently maul her right breast and had been rewarded by the feel of a rubbery nipple jutting out erectly. I had slipped my left hand down to her thighs and responding to gentle pressure they’d spread enough to give me access to her nearly hairless pussy. To my delight it was oily wet, an indication that the visual images had aroused her enough to overcome the fear aspect…or maybe the two were related.

“Oh Mr. Aspen? How could I be such a fool,” she sobbed into my chest. Next week I was going to let her take my virginity.”

And it’s certain that Irene would have succeeded because this gullible girl was not asking me where and how I had made` these videos. She was snuggling up to me, holding me as her saviour from the dangers of being found out.

“Ms. Simmons has an active libido and she likes young people. And you’re the most beautiful girl in the school.” Julia cuddled closer to me as I held her.

“Did you like it? I mean, what Ms. Simmons did to you?”

“Uh…yeh…I did.”

“Well that just means you’re a normal girl Julia…more beautiful and sexy than most but normal.” I had a finger under the leg of her panties and was delighted to find that her soft, fat labia were oily wet. She had been aroused by what she’d seen.

“What are you going to do to me?”

Her timid question told me that I could have fucked her right then but I wanted her to surrender without direct coercion.

“I won’t do anything you don’t want Julia. And this is all a secret between the two of us. You can’t let Ms. Simmons know because she’ll know then that you know she wasn’t honest with you. But I want you to do something to relieve the frustration you have created.”

I took the girl’s hand in mine and brought it down under my sweatpants to touch my throbbingly erect penis.

“But what? What do you want me to do?”

“Just hold me Julia. Relax and hold me,” I murmured as I wriggled out of my sweatpants. “Will you give me a hand job?”

“What’s that Mr. Aspen? Why?” The girl was not looking down at my cock but her fingers seemed instinctively to be wrapping around it.

“Mmmm…oh Julia…hold my cock like that…pump it.” The memory of the first hand job Janey gave me was still vivid but knowing that this girl was only sixteen years old added to the eroticism of the moment.

“Like that? Is that what you want?” She was awkward but was getting the idea and when I began to fuck into the warm clasp of her fingers she finally looked down to see what was happening. And with her attention concentrated on my cock her thighs parted more and I got full access to her fat, soft pussy.

“Hanh? Sir? Hanh…Mr. Aspen?” the girl whimpered, her breathing increasing in intensity as her hand grasped me in a stranglehold. I found and teased her clitoris and her hips began to hump against my touch much as mine were fucking into er warm hand.

“Hanh! Haannhh! Hunnnhhh!!” she exclaimed and her thighs locked on my wrist. She bucked fasted against my fingers and simultaneously she pumped my tool faster. I felt my balls tighten, felt the debilitating heat in my groin and I saw the first creamy jet of gism spurt high and fall onto her skirt. The next ejaculation was less forceful and it trickled down the back of her hand as did the last spasms.

“Thank you Julia. Thank you so much,” I said softly as I leaned close and planted a chaste kiss on her soft lips.

“Oh Mr. Aspen. Is that what you wanted?” She was looking intensely at her cum-covered hand.

“No sweetie…it’s not what I wanted but it’s what I asked for. Did you cum too?”

“Uh…I…I guess so. Are you going to wipe out that Facebook stuff?”

“We have to talk some more about that Julia. Can you come see me some evening? So we can talk more?”

“Thursday is Prayer Meeting and sometimes I stay home to study or go to the library right here next to the school. I could come for an hour. Can you… we do something about those videos?”

“We’ll talk more on Thursday, Julia. And thank you for helping me tonight. I feel lots better. Maybe there’s a way we can help each other and the videos won’t matter.”

I could see that she suspected what I meant but after spending some time to get rid of the semen track on her skirt she left.