THAT TIME OF THE MONTH
(exhib, Mf, anal, mf, oral)What's a horny girl to do during that time of the month?
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The next morning Mindy stood at the bathroom door. 'Is Daddy in there?' she asked herself. Yesterday had been an accident, but it really wouldn't do to "accidently" barge in on him again this morning. Cautiously she rapped on the door.
"Yeah, come in," she heard her father say.
She opened the door and stepped inside. Her father was at the sink again shaving and again he was naked. He rinsed off the shaving cream residue and then turned to Mindy asking her to hand him a towel like he would ask her to pass the butter at the dinner table. She handed him a towel. He calmly wrapped himself and then departed without saying anymore.
It was sometime during second period that Mindy had to ask to be excused to go to the girl's room. Her teacher didn't ask questions and gave her a hall pass. She hurried to the restroom before her menstrual blood made a mess.
'Right on schedule,' she thought to herself as she inserted the tampon into her cunt. Having replaced her panties, she patted her skirt down and smiled inwardly knowing that she could now start the birth control pills and that in a few days she could fuck all she wanted and not get pregnant. As she thought those happy thoughts she noticed something else... her tits were aching. She didn't associate the discomfort with the other set of pills Dr. Tubbs had given her, pills that she was to take until she started the birth control.
It was during the change of classes between second and third period that Mark came up to her, grabbed her by the upper arm and spun her around to face him. "Hey!" she protested at being so roughly treated.
"Hey, my ass!" Mark angrily replied. "Where were you yesterday?" he demanded.
"Oh, Mark, I'm so sorry. Mr. Vickers made me stay after class."
"What for?"
"For talking in class."
"Oh, for Christ's sake! I waited and waited until I was late. Coach really had it in for me after that."
"Oh, I'm sorry, baby."
"So am I. I expected to get laid and instead... Look, how about at lunch?"
"I started my period this morning."
"Fuck!" Mark exclaimed so loudly that several kids nearby turned and looked. For a brief moment he pondered the situation and declared, "Okay, I'll do you in the butt. Meet me in the cafeteria."
Mindy didn't have the heart to tell him that Mr. Vickers wanted to see her at lunch, in Mr. Wilkes' storeroom and it wasn't for academic purposes. 'Oh, he's going to be really pissed off,' she worried. 'But then Mr. Vickers' dick is bigger than your dick, Mark,' she added with a contemptuous grin.
Lunch time rolled around and Mindy found her way to Mr. Wilkes' classroom. The door was unlocked, but no one was there. A few minutes later Mr. Vickers came in, locking the door behind him. With a nod of his head he directed the young slut student into the back storeroom.
Once the storeroom door was closed and ignoring the clamor the insane parakeet was making, he told her, "Time for me to get a good look at you, Mindy. Let's see what you look like naked, completely naked."
Mindy smiled demurely at her handsome History teacher as she began to slowly undress, taking her time and teasing the man as much as possible. Vickers for his part appreciated the slow strip as she revealed her teen body to him one article of clothing at a time.
"You have one of the finest asses in this school," he remarked as she posed this way and that without being told.
"Do you think my tits are too small?" she asked with a feigned pout as she cupped her bare boobs for him and flicked her big puffy nipples to erection.
"Your tits are perfect. You are perfect."
"Perfect? A perfect slut you mean."
"Yeah, you're a perfect slut too," he replied as he began undressing.
"Do you want my pussy, Mr. Vickers?" she asked with a coo.
"Yeah, I want your pussy. Get up on the table and spread yourself open."
Mindy hopped up the table and leaned back on her arms while spreading her legs apart. She watched as Vickers approached her, his eyes focused on her young pussy, his hard-on bobbing with each step, the head seeping clear natural lube. Stepping between her legs, her pussy was at the perfect height for his dick to mate her. Grasping his cock he rubbed his glans against her clit, getting her hot and bothered in no time, and ready to fuck. Sensing the girl was on the brink of orgasm, he redirected his cock to the maw of her vagina and slipped between her slippery lips. Almost immediately he met an obstruction.
"What the fuck?" he exclaimed as he tried to overcome the tampon filling her fuck tube. "What in the hell is this?" he asked.
Breathlessly Mindy replied, "I started my period this morning. It's a tampon," she giggled tickled at her little joke.
"A tampon! Why you little prick tease!" Vickers grabbed her legs and spun her around face down. Almost immediately she felt the stinging slap to bare butt, then another and another and another until she was begging him to stop. He stopped and spread open her hot and red flushed butt checks. He spit on her bunghole and then put the head of his prick to her anus.
Mindy hadn't planned on this, not that she minded being buggered, but with no preparation and no lubricant, it hurt when he shoved his demanding prick up her ass. He thrust a few times, but the friction was too great.
Pulling out he ordered her to, "Stay put."
A moment later she felt the cold wet of KY Jelly being worked over and into her anus. The young slut shuddered with anticipation at the feel of the teacher's broad cock head nestling between her cheeks and then pressing against her puckered rosebud. Her sphincter yielded and the store room echoed a cry of pleasure as Mr. Vickers' cock rectally penetrated his willing student fully and easily.
"Hey, where's your girlfriend?" Ken chided his frustrated buddy at the "in-crowd" lunch table.
"Fucking bitch!" spat Mark. Being the most popular and sought after guy at Herbert Hoover High, he wasn't used to being stood up by any girl. Once was bad enough, but now Mindy, little Mindy the freshman, had stood him up three times in the past day and a half! It was intolerable! Even worse was that everybody knew that she had stood him up.
Getting grief from Ken or Mike was one thing, but they weren't the only ones to take glee in his comeuppance. The razzing at lunch that day was sometimes good natured, but at times it was vicious, as his lessers took comfort in his diminished standing.
Mindy, of course, was oblivious to all this while her butt was being plowed by her History teacher. She was still oblivious to it later that day when she ran across him in the hall during class change. She saw Mark and called out to him. She was certain that he had heard her, but he ignored her.
'I know he's mad at me,' she correctly reasoned. 'But I'll make it up to him. I know what he wants and he'll have it.' Then a little worry and doubt crept into her thoughts. 'Think he'll know that I'm not a virgin? How am I going to explain that? Oh, don't worry about it, he won't know; after all he's the one who ripped out my hymen when we were kids.'
Mindy spent the next class period, Algebra, daydreaming about Mark finally getting his cock into her pussy and just how good that would feel for the both of them. She squeezed her thighs together to stimulate her clit and imagined the tampon inside her was actually his cock. Then she giggled to herself, 'He's bigger than that.' Then she launched into a daydream about little Timmy Jackson fucking her pussy. In her daydream the five-year-old's cock was thin like the tampon, but was longer, much longer than it actually was. From there her mind drifted to Mr. Jackson's huge cock and then to the mature cocks of the two high school teachers she was now sexually involved with. When the bell rang announcing the end of class, she was startled to realize that she hadn't heard a thing the math teacher had said during the entire class.
Her last class of the day was History and as she took her seat in front of Mr. Vickers she flashed him a knowing smile. Mr. Vickers for his part played it absolutely cool and didn't show her any special attention whatsoever. No one suspected what they had done together during lunch or afterschool yesterday.
About ten minutes into class a student runner brought Vickers a note. Vickers calmly opened the sealed envelope and read the contents. He then handed the note to Mindy and scribbled out a hall pass for her. Mindy gathered her things and hurried out of the class leaving her classmates to wonder what was up. Mr. Vickers continued his lecture as if everything was completely normal.
A minute later, Mindy was gently knocking on Mr. Wilkes' classroom door. The door opened and she disappeared inside the empty classroom. Upon the door closing, Wilkes spun her around and pressed her up against the wall cupping her tit.
"Vickers tells me you're on the rag," he crudely commented while squeezing her tender breast. "He also told me you like it up the butt and that I should try it out. Do you like it up the butt, sweetheart?"
"Sometimes," she coyly replied. "Is that what you wanted me for?"
"Yeah, that's exactly what I wanted you for. So that's what Mark Long sees in you..."
"We've been friends for years."
"Friends? Really? Well, let's skip the history lesson. Why don't you go into the back and get ready. I have a few more papers to grade and... the hell with the papers, they can wait. C'mon, baby, let's do it."
Mindy certainly offered no resistance nor did she protest in any manner. Fact was, once the opportunity had presented itself, she was as eager as Wilkes to engage in some surreptitious backdoor fun and recreation.
Once they were safely in the back storeroom with the snakes and the mice and a half-crazed parakeet, Mindy began to disrobe as did the biology teacher. Mindy noticed that the stupid bird didn't go berserk when Mr. Wilkes was in the back room, but was only slightly agitated.
"Vickers told me you tricked him, letting him think he was going to have your pussy for lunch. I wish I could have seen his face!" he laughed. "He should have had some yesterday."
"He'll get it soon enough," the not-so-innocent teen girl replied.
"Yeah, I suspect he will. I also suspect that he and I won't be the only ones getting it either."
"What makes you say that?"
"You're a cock slut, honey, and cock sluts love cocks."
"You think I'm terrible, don't you?"
"On the contrary, I love cock sluts. Now, do you want it from behind or from the front?" the teacher asked.
"Hmmmm, Mr. Vickers took me from behind so..."
"Here, catch!" Wilkes said as he tossed her the tube of KY that he always kept handy. "Grease yourself up, honeybun."
Mindy found it embarrassing to have to lube up her asshole while Wilkes watched her, but she did as good of a job as she could. Having finished she tried to hand the tube back to the teacher. "No, I want you to grease up my dick." To Mindy, that sounded like a splendid idea as it gave her a chance to hold his dick in her hand.
Wilkes moaned approvingly as Mindy slid her KY coated hand up and down his hardening shaft, caressing him in a most salacious way. With his eyes closed, he savored the delicious sensations coming from his fully erect dick. "Baby, you do that really well. Shit, maybe I should just let you give me a hand job."
"Is that what you want?" she cooed.
"Yes and no... Damn! That's enough!" he said pulling away from her gently stroking fingers. "Now, get that sweet ass up on that table. Put your butt at the very edge. That's it, now lie back, honey and pull those legs back. Beautiful... beautiful."
Mindy lay back holding herself open expecting her ass to be skewered immediately. She was surprised at the feel of Wilkes' strong hand caressing her pussy mound. Looking down her torso at the naked man standing between her legs petting her pussy she felt him probing into her slit and then probing into her tampon stuffed cunt hole. He tugged at the tampon string hanging from her cunt lips, spread her pussy open and examined the tip of white tampon that was still visible.
"You don't bleed heavily, do you?" he observed. Then to her utter surprise he lowered his head, took measure of her scent and then licked at her clit.
With the tip of his tongue flickering across her very responsive nubbin, jolts of pleasure shot from her cunt and up her spine. Immediately her big nipples stiffened upon the mounds of her titties.
Wilkes cut his eyes up and watched as her nipples grew in length until they were pointing skyward upon her increasingly heaving chest. It amazed him at how easily she became totally aroused Many girls and women seemed to take forever to relax enough to enjoy the experience; not Mindy, she seemed to need little if any warming up to get smoldering hot. Soon the room was filled with the mewling sounds of a wildcat in heat.
Wilkes had her going and now his concern was that she was making too much racket. He stood and covered her mouth with one hand, muffling her cries and with the other directed his dick to her bunghole. He pressed into her and her ass ring gave way easily allowing his prick to enter her buttery soft bowels.
"Hmmppff! Hmmmpppfff! Hmmmppfff!" she groaned in his hand as her rectum was filled with the man's demanding dick as he thrust within the tight confines of her ass.
His hand no longer needed to position his cock, Wilkes immediately moved to strum her clit with his thumb, sending the sexually delirious student into a higher orbit.
The muffled cries of, "Hmmppff! Hmmmpppfff! Hmmmppfff!" filled the store room while the caged parakeet resumed chattering.
Wilkes felt the girl's gut tightening and relaxing as her orgasms swept through her in an unending chain of reverberations.
Her anus pulsed, tightening noticeably before it relaxed even further, suddenly loose and soft, and very squelchy. As the heat in her belly became a conflagration, her hips began a jerking, rotating motion and her anus became a gaping hole into which the schoolteacher had no difficulty of access.
Wilkes varied his strokes as he sodomized the freshman slut, pumping her hard one minute and then fucking her with maddeningly slow penetrations the next. He'd completely withdraw and then reenter the yawning hole, repeating the move a half a dozen times before slamming into her for a minute-long brutal fuck. Then he would slide in and out slowly, rotating his hips and stirring her bowels with his organ.
Wilkes had remarkable control and staved off his orgasm as long as possible, but even a very experienced man has his limits. Mindy felt him getting bigger as his load surged up from his balls and seminal vesicles. He stopped breathing as waves of orgasmic ecstasy rushed over him. All feeling was centered in his penis as fuck juice spurted repeatedly out the tiny round hole and gushed down into the sucking depths of Mindy's adolescent rectum.
Suddenly all was quiet in the store room save for the chattering bird. Mindy felt the teacher's cock begin to wither and soon it had softened to the point that it fell out of ass. Wilkes stepped back and gazed at the still pulsating hole, opening and closing like a goldfish gulping air in a stagnant fishbowl, his cum trickling out and dripping in long strands to floor.
After several minutes of silence between the two fornicators, Wilkes spoke first. "Vickers was right. You do like it up the ass. We'll have to do that again someday."
"I'd like that," the young teen replied.
"You want me to send for Vickers?"
"No, not right now. As good as that was, I don't want to, you know, over do it."
Wilkes laughed, "Oh, no, we wouldn't want to do that, now would we?"
Mindy almost blushed, as she felt he was mocking her. Truth be told, she did think she had over done it as her asshole throbbed and throbbed after the terrific ass fucking, the second ass fucking of the day.
"You better get back to class, Mindy. Old Vickers might think you were up to no good. Besides you don't want to miss too much of his lecture, do you?"
"I like his class," she responded earnestly, "and not just because of... you know. He makes his class interesting."
"I'll have to tell the old windbag that," he replied.
"He's not a windbag! And don't you tell him I said that!"
"Well, I'll just have to keep my opinion of him to myself," he said with a smile.
About ten minutes before class was over, Mindy sheepishly returned to Mr. Vickers' History class and took her seat. Vickers didn't miss a beat as he continued his lecture completely ignoring the interruption. When the final bell of the day rang, everyone except Mindy rushed out of the classroom and into the hall.
Once the last student had exited she asked, "Do you need me for anything?"
"You mean for sex?" he replied looking up from the papers on his desk.
"I don't know. Help you to do something? Erase the blackboard?"
"No, but I do want to see what Wilkes did to your asshole. Go close the door and make sure it's locked." Mindy rose and closed and locked the door as he requested.
"Step into the back. Take off your panties... Now turn around... Lift up your skirt and bend over... Spread 'em, honey." Mindy's face burned in humiliation at displaying herself like this.
"You have a very fine ass and very pretty asshole, Mindy."
"Thank you," she said in whisper while still displaying herself.
"You may go now."
She stood up and put her panties on again. Within a minute she was heading to her locker, the hallways already sparsely populated. She wondered why she felt compelled to ask Vickers if he wanted sex with her. Lord knows, her ass was used enough for one day and her pussy was more or less out of service. But that's not what she meant. She wanted to suck his dick... actually she wanted to suck any dick. She hadn't given a blowjob all day and she really wanted to feel a male's hard prick between her lips.
"Mark!" she suddenly said out loud to no one in particular. 'I wonder if I can catch him and maybe he'll let me suck him off. He'll like that... I'll like that.'
She made a mad rush to the side door of the auditorium and waited. It soon became apparent that she was waiting for naught. 'He's already at practice,' she bemoaned. By this time the school was nearly deserted, not that she'd just grab some guy and give him a blowjob.
"Gawd, what's wrong with you, Mindy Louise Miles? " she spoke out loud to herself. "You've turned into some kind of sex crazed nymphomaniac! Sheesh, girl, haven't you done enough today?" Having castigated and scolded herself, Mindy headed home, determined to not be such a wanton slut.
The house was empty, as always, when she returned home. With nothing better to do, she started supper, folded some laundry, and ran the vacuum downstairs. Her mother was pleased when she arrived home and her father too, as he didn't expect to get anything more tonight other than a microwave dinner. After supper she cleared the table and did the dishes, giving her parents (her mother that is) time to unwind and relax.
Her helpful generousness wasn't all selfless. Maybe, just maybe, her parents would let her go take a ride with Mark tonight. Despite her earlier determination not to be a total slut, she still wanted to feel Mark's cock in her mouth. She wanted it so bad that she could almost taste his cock and taste his ejaculate and it was driving her crazy.
"Mom... can I go for a ride with Mark tonight?" she sheepishly asked.
"I didn't hear the telephone. Has he asked you?"
"Well, no. I was just..."
"Then the answer is, 'no'."
"Don't be so harsh on her, Wanda," her father interjected unexpectedly.
It was hard to tell who was the most surprised by his intercession, his wife or his daughter.
"Well, he hasn't asked her, Ed," Wanda replied. "If he'd asked her, then maybe I'd consider it."
Her father didn't say anything more and returned his attention to the news program he and his wife had been watching in silence.
Mindy, her plans thwarted, dejectedly trudged upstairs to her room. Five minutes later she heard a soft knock on her door. "Come in," she answered.
To her surprise, her father stepped in the room. This was something he never did, as he usually ignored her. He dug into his pocket and extracted his cell phone. "Would you like to use this for a little while?" This too was totally unlike her dad. She only had access to the wall phone in the kitchen and only occasionally was she allowed to use the land line in her parents' (now mother's) bedroom, so making and receiving calls was difficult for the teenage girl.
"Yes! Thank you, Daddy! Thank you!"
"This is just between you and me," he said as he handed her the cell phone. "I want it back after you've made your call. Just put it on my bed in the guest room."
Even before her dad had exited her pink bedroom, she was shuffling through her stuff to locate her student directory. Quickly she scanned the small booklet until she found Mark's phone number.
"Mark? Mindy."
"Mindy who?"
"Mindy-Mindy that's who! Look, I know you're mad at me. But it wasn't my fault! Let me make it up to you."
"Sure, why not?"
"I want to give you a blowjob... tonight."
"A blowjob? Tonight? Sure! Why not?"
"Listen, you have to call me and ask me out for a ride."
"Why? I'm talking to you now. You've offered and I've accepted."
"You don't understand. My mom expects you to call me, otherwise I can't go."
"Whatever, Mindy," said the boy in an exasperated tone.
"Call me."
She closed the cell phone and headed downstairs, stopping in her dad's new bedroom and depositing his cell phone on the bed where he was sure to find it. Before she reached the landing, the house phone rang. Excitedly she dashed to the kitchen only to discover that it was a telemarketer call. She got rid of the pest as quickly and politely as possible. No sooner had she hung up when it rang again.
"Mindy? It's me."
"Oh, hi, Mark!" she said loudly hoping her mother could hear.
"Okay, now what? Oh, yeah, you want to blow me."
"I'll have to ask my mother," she replied.
Placing her hand lightly over the mouthpiece, she called out, "Mom! It's Mark. He wants to go for a ride. Can I go? Please."
"Where to?"
"Out to get a Coke."
"Yes, you can go," she heard her father say.
She then heard her mother say, "Ed?"
"You told her she could go if he asked her," she heard her father say. "He's asked her."
"You can only go for an hour, Mindy Lou," her mother said to her.
The girl turned back and spoke into the phone. "I can go!"
"Your mother gave you permission to blow me?" Mark chuckled.
"Yes!" Mindy replied with a roll of her eyes.
"What about my ass fuck?"
"We can talk about that later. When are you going to pick me up?"
"Be there in ten minutes, cocksucker."
Mindy hung up the telephone and rushed back upstairs to freshen up for her impromptu date. Quickly she fixed her hair, applied a little makeup and brushed her teeth. She considered changing her outfit, but she heard the door bell ring and then heard her father call up to her, "Mindy! Mark is here to see you!" Ready or not she rushed downstairs.
"Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad," she called out as she rushed out the door.
Mark drove straight away to Lakeside Park, the most popular necking destination in town. It was less than a ten minute drive and during the drive, neither Mark nor Mindy spoke. Mark picked a nice secluded spot in the shadows and off the main drive.
He turned to her and asked, "Now what about my ass fuck?"
"Well, you see, I didn't go to lunch today because I had stomach cramps and diarrhea. Gawd, I thought it would never quit! I wiped myself so many times today that I'm raw. Are you sure that's what you want?"
"On second thought... just blow me."
With only a minute to spare, Mark dropped Mindy off at her house. With the taste of semen still in her mouth, she tried to get past her parents. "Goodnight, ya'll," she said as she attempted to make her escape.
"You come back here and give your father and me a goodnight kiss," her mother told her firmly.
She gave her mother a perfunctory kiss and tried to do the same with her father. "Hold it," he said grabbing her by the arm. "Breathe out."
Ed caught the scent of his teen daughter's breath and then declared to his wife, "No alcohol."
Certain that she'd gotten away with it, Mindy headed upstairs. She eyed her text books, as she had some homework to do, but blew it off rationalizing that she'd have time during study hall to get it all done in the morning.
After changing into her bed clothes and brushing her teeth, she had one last task to do. She quickly downed two of the pills that Dr. Tubbs had given her last week. As she had been severely distracted by all the scientific and medical procedures he'd performed on her during her appointment, she didn't remember exactly what he told her during her last visit and there weren't any instructions on the bottle of pills he had given her, but she was pretty sure he had told her to take two pills twice a day. They hadn't made her dizzy or anything, so she was certain that she was taking the pills, whatever they were, as directed.
But that wasn't what she was excited about. Like a kid in a candy store with money to burn, she eyed the wheel of birth control pills marked off as Day 1, Day 2, etc. As this was the first day of her menstrual cycle, she carefully extracted the green pill marked Day 1. She looked at herself grinning in the mirror and swallowed the green pill, washing it down with the remainder of her glass of water. 'In a few days,' she thought, 'Mark, Mr. Jackson, Mr. Wilkes and Mr. Vickers can all fuck my brains out and I won't get pregnant!' Just the thought of the carnal indulgence sent her pussy to tingling.
There was an additional thought... soon she'd have tits like Mrs. Jackson, big tits, big, full and firm, tits that would barely be constrained and tits that would distract every man who saw her, or at least tits bigger than the boobs she now had.
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