first student -- part 2 The Field Trip

   A few days later, the fifth grade was scheduled to take a field trip out
of town to D.C.  You know the usual trip -- the capitol, Smithsonian,
Lincoln Memorial, etc.  etc.  The difference was that this trip was an
overnight trip.  To go up and back was too far, so the parents agreed to
let them spend the night in a DC hotel.

   At the last minute, I was asked to go as an extra chaperone.  Because
most of the other chaperones were women, I was going to have a room to
myself in the hotel.  This began to offer some possibilities to me, so I
agreed.  Iwas going to have to be careful, but maybe I might get to spend
some more "quality" time with Kim, whom I had just deflowered in my
classroom only a few days earlier.  From that time on, she had been a bit
distant and I had played the dis-interested part to the hilt.  After a
couple of days, I caught her giving me those "puppy dog eyes" of sad love.
She wanted me to respond.  Once, when I caught her alone, I gave her a
quick deep kiss and told her I was pretending to be not interested in her
so no one would know.  Her eyes lit up.  She finally understood how to play
the game.  She gave my crotch a quick squeeze and bounced off down the hall
leaving me with a swelling dick in the middle of school.

   I maneuvered myself to be put with Kim's group and then worked the rooms
so that hers was going to be either next door or across the hall in number.
As luck would have it, her room was a CONNECTING room.  I had a private,
connecting door directly into her room.  Her eyes danced at that discovery.
Her roommate was a cute 4th grade girl who was always hugging on me, too,
so we were set for an interesting evening.

   We left early and most of the kids slept as we rolled into D.C.  I began
to give a guided tour of the monuments as the kids waked up.  Kim had
managed to sit next to me and fall "asleep" on my shoulder, to the smiles
and winks of the other chaperones on my particular bus.  I patted her
shoulder paternally and winked back at them.  Little did the know but that
she was gently rubbing my dick through my pants as she pretened to sleep.
Her large ski jacket hid the fact that she had unbuttoned her blouse and
was giving me little peeks of her bouncing titties down the neckline.  She
had not worn a bra that day!  She shifted and turned her back to me as if
she was looking out the window.  My arm was trapped behind her and my hand
managed to slide into the jacket.  Her hand grabbed mine and pressed it
into the opening in her shirt.  I felt her nipple slide into my hand and
begin to swell.  I thought to myself "this is going to be a long day if she
tries this all the time." After a while, I turned my back to her back and
struck up a conversation with the chaperone across the aisle.  I could feel
her hand tickle my buttcrack just about my beltline under my sweater.

   The day went on as planned -- visiting shrine after shrine, museums and
monuments in a whirlwind tour.  Our senator met us and we had a huge group
picture on the front steps of the Old Senate Office Building.  By
nightfall, many of the students were falling asleep every time we got on
the bus.  Supper was subdued and went quickly.  THey began to get a bit
rowdy until lights-out and we had a room check to make sure everyone was
down.  One chaperone had the idea of putting a piece of tape on the outside
of the door to see if anyone opened their door during the night.  Luckily,
we didn't have to go out in the hall to get from room to room.  Shortly
after it got quiet, I heard a knock on the connecting door.  When I opened
it, there stood a vision in the thinnest pale blue gown.  She had her hair
pulled back and stood there in her bare feet.  Her roommate was sound
asleep, snoring quietly in the next bed.

   "Can I come in?" she timidly asked, looking for all the world like the
most tempting morsel of girl-flesh I could imagine.

   "Sure.  Make yourself at home." I turned to walk back into the room.  I
had just changed into my pj's.  I had only brought the pants and was
barechested.  I also had no underwear on, just the pajama pants.  She came
in and watched me thumb the TV.  I was trying hard NOT to jump her and slam
her to the bed.

   "So...  have you thought about...  what..  I mean...  what I did..  what
WE did?" she asked almost so quietly that I didn't hear it over the 11
o'clock news.  I hit the mute button, looked over at her standing next to
the bed on the opposite side.  She was waiting for the invitation.

   "Come here sweetheart" I patted the bed.  She instantly jumped on the
bed, her nightgown billowing to reveal the points of her nipples.  I held
out an arm and she snuggled into my armpit, her head resting on my bare
chest.  Her hand began to play with the hair on my chest.  I kissed the top
of her head and squeezed her gently around the ribs.  My right hand slid
around and came to rest near the side of her breast.  She reached down,
lifted it and pulled it on top of her soft, soft boob, pressing it and
purring as I rubbed her through the nightgown.  Her left hand had dropped
on my upper thigh and in the process had rubbed against my rising hard-on.
Her fingers began to explore.

   "Can we...  I mean...  can I see it again?" she said as her fingers
drifted up and down my shaft, causing me to nearly faint with desire for
her.

   "I suppose so, but first, do you mind if I take a quick shower.  I'd
like to clean up a bit after all that running around today.  I probably
smell like that bus."

   She giggled at that and patted my dick "OK...  be quick"

   I jumped up and went into the bath, humming as I got things ready.  I
turned on the shower, got a towel and washcloth down, then turned to get
in. She was standing at the door, watching me.  She had a little
mischievious smile -- that Mona Lisa look that told me she was thinking
something...

   "What?" I stopped.  I had been about to drop my pj pants when I noticed
her.  "Do you think it's a big enough shower?...I mean...  for two?" her
eyes danced again, her grin breaking out all over her face.  I was frankly
delighted that this sexpot wanted to shower with me.  This would be an
interesting twist to the night.  "Oh, I suppose so...  but you can't get in
with a gown on..." I said as I dropped my pants.  Her eyes were glued to my
crotch as she reached down and lifted her gown up.  She had worn no
panties! I was mystified at the sexiness of this kid.  In a second we were
both stark naked, staring at each other's body as the shower filled the
room with steam.  My dick began to rise again.  She giggled.  I stepped
into the shower, got the water running the right temperature and then
opened the door for her.  She stepped in and pulled the glass door closed.

   I was going to grab a washcloth and actually wash myself, but abandoned
that in favor of soaping my hands and running them up and down an 11 year
old sexpot.  She stood mutely as I washed up and down her back.  I let her
stand in the warm water as I did her legs and managed to rub her pussy lips
with the side of my hand.  She shifted her legs as I worked my fingers in.
Her head fell back and her mouth opened to my kiss as I found her clit and
started massaging it.  My other hand, behind her began to explore her butt
crack..  working my way down to her tiny anus.  She jumped a bit when I
arrived there.

   "It tickles back there...  don't poke anything in there." she warned
"Why not?  I happen to know that a lot of women like that if it's done
gently" I said as I once again rubbed a slippery finger over her asshole.
As I passed it the third time I stopped and pressed gently, feeling it give
way to the tip of my finger.  As I did, I was also making circles around
her clit, bringing her to a whine as her pleasure heightened.  She began to
sink and I held her up, kissing her passionately.  Her hands had never left
my dick.  She was constantly pumping gently as I had worked on her.  One
hand alternated between holding my thigh for support and exploring my balls
and pubic hair.

   I dropped my hands away from her and leaned back against the shower
wall. She looked up at me in question.

   "Let me teach you how to make a man feel really really good." I spoke
just above the noise of the shower.  "Touch it with your tongue, then give
it a kiss."

   She looked at the head of my dick, which was only a few inches below her
chin.  Then, slowly she opened her mouth and put it directly on my dick. 
She was going for the gold right at the start.  Her tongue explored the tip
of my dick as her hand slid up and down it, jacking me slowly.  I moaned
and she looked up.

   "Oh god yes, girl.  That feels so good.  How far can you put it in your
mouth and slide it in and out?  Make it feel like I'm..  you know...  doing
you..." She thought about it, then popped it in her mouth and began to work
it up and down like a pro hooker.  She was a natural dick sucker.  I felt
my balls rise.  If she kept it up I was going to cum for sure.

   "Have you ever seen a man come..  I mean see the sperm come out of the
end?"

   "No...  will you show me?"

   "uh huh..  but then we have to wait a while for it to get hard again."

   "oh..." thought about that, then the concept struck her, "OH!... 
well... that's OK.  I can wait.  Maybe we can watch TV." She didn't know I
had other plans for AFTER the shower.  Her mouth returned to my dick and
she began to pop it in and out.  Something was missing to the treatment.  I
thought...  oh!

   "You have to kind of...  suck on it when you pull it out.  That makes it
feel the best.  Try to suck the sperm out.  If it comes out in your mouth,
don't be afraid, just swallow it.  That feels the absolute BEST to a man."

   My hands drifted down her back gently rubbing her titties and ass as she
worked on me.  I soon felt the come rising.  I began to moan a little
louder and she responded by sucking a little harder.  Occasionally she
would gag herself and have to back off and choke a bit.  Then she would
gamely go back down on it.  She was determined to return the "favor" from
the other day.

   "Ooooooh...  oh..  baby, here it comes...  It's gonna squirt out... 
mmmmmMMMMnNNNnnNOWwww...oooooo ...  ag...  agaaaaaa...  hah! 
hahaaaa....ooo....sssss...  mmmmmmmm..."I came and came.  She swallowed a
bit, then gagged and pulled her mouth off to watch it spew out the tip. 
She licked some of it away as it ran down her hand and kept pumping until I
was too tender to touch.  I reached down and took her hand away from my
shrinking dick.  She giggled and flipped it as it sagged.  The shower began
to run colder.  We shivered, rinsed and got out.

   Toweling off was nearly as much fun as the shower.  We paid particular
attention to each other's private parts.  She would squeeze the tip and
then lick the drop of semen that would come out.  I sat her on the toilet
seat and rubbed her legs dry.  I held them up in the air like I was
changing the diaper on a baby.  Then I leaned in and blew a zoober on her
pussy causing her to crumple into a pile of giggles and towels.  I scooped
her up and carried her into the bedroom, talking to her as if she were a
tiny baby.  She picked up on the act and coo'd and giggled at my silly baby
talk.

   I looked down at her, wrapped in a big white towel, her hair hanging in
strings around her precious face.  She was a vision of lovely innocence.

   "Does baby wanna feel good for Dada?  Is the lit'le baby gonne let the
Dada kiss her little crack?  Ooooh..  I'll bet that's going to feel
SOOOOooo good," I made little coochie-coo noises at her and she giggled and
gave me a searing kiss.  I started for the bed...

   I froze in mid-step.  Carrie was giggling but stopped when she sensed
something was wrong.  She looked up at me and then looked around to see
what I saw.

   There stood Kim's roommate, Carrie, a blanket wrapped around her, her
sleep-touseled hair in disarray.  Her eyes opened wide as she looked at Kim
in my arms, and then down to see my naked dick swinging at her eyelevel.

   "Can I play with you?  I"m tired of sleeping now." she said.

   We just looked at each other and then at Carrie.
   ...  to be continued...