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Chapter Thirty-six -- Graduation


Dwayne's kid sister came to watch the kids for the weekend, so he
could leave early on Friday.  He drove Darlene up to the old
school and parked around the side.  It was a joyous reunion for
Darlene.  Dwyane didn't get to say a word as she shared her
adventures with the girls.  They were impressed.

The graduation ceremony was almost identical to the last one, a
formal commencement.  Kim was chosen as spokesman for the class.

Kim called Darlene up first and presented her with a leather
G-string with a dildo attached on the inside "to help Dwayne cope
with this horny broad," and another assortment of kinky sex toys.
Debbie got a leather string bikini and a matching pouch for Dan,
along with an admonition to be a little more adventuresome.  The
other gag gifts were passed out, then the standard gifts.

"We're doing something a little different this time," Clarice
told the group of juniors, seniors, and spouses.  "This class
requested their party at the cabin by the lake with a picnic
lunch.  I think they're just in a hurry to start their orgy, and
didn't want to eat in the dining room, but we try to go along
with any reasonable request.  The weather even cooperated."

Cooperated was an understatement.  A cool front had produced
evening thunderstorms the night before, leaving bright sunshine
in its wake, along with pleasantly dry and incredibly clean
smelling air that immediately picked up everyone's spirits.  One
of the juniors had graduated ahead of her class.  Darlene sought
her out and they chatted on their way down to the lake.  The rest
of the women formed little clusters to talk and giggle.  The men
generally held back, silently feasting on the naked wonders
moving so sensuously in front of them.

When the whole group got to the grassy slope between the cabin
and the lake, they stopped.  Everyone milled around.  The seniors
kept pushing Maria, their chosen orgy mistress.  She was still
the bashful virgin suffering from Catholic guilt.  That's why
they chose her, to force the young Latina to take charge.

"OK, guys," she finally called out from the hot tub's platform. 
"It's time to get organized a little.  I'm nervous so please bear
with me, OK?  OK.  Geez.  OK, well everybody, these two classes
have the highest number of single women and virgins, I guess I
should say the highest percentage.  Oh, well.  Same thing. 
Geez."

"Just say it," Jennifer yelled.

"OK," Maria gulped.  "We single virgins and not virgins who are
single haven't... Well, we did have some guys but... OK, men,
your wives agreed to let us taste you and use you, OK?  I mean
I've sucked a rubber covered cock and played with guys I didn't
know from some college, but I haven't tasted come, see?  And
neither have most of us.  At least in a long time.  And it's not
the same if guys have to wear a rubber, and we've always had to
use rubbers, but you guys were all tested, and you're as safe as
it's possible to be so, well, now we're not going to let you fuck
our pussies, but, well, please let us use your cocks in our butts
and mouths.  OK?"

"You're kidding, right?" Bill asked Laura.

"You won't get many chances like this," she told him, kissing him
thoroughly.  "I even promised you to Maria.  I told her how
gentle and loving you are.  She's excited about it."

"May I please taste your come?" Maria said to Bill as she knelt
in front of him to kiss his semi-erect cock.

"I probably won't be recharged again for..."

"It doesn't matter, lover.  I'll enjoy your tongue and maybe
Maria's," she snickered to her husband.  "Go on, Maria.  He'll
love it."

"So will I," Maria told her friend.  It was nice that Bill wasn't
hard as a rock, Maria decided, as she took his circumcised cock
in her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head.  Feeling a
cock grow hard in her mouth was especially erotic, something she
had felt only once before with one of the boy toys.  It was also
nice that she had all day.  She experimented, trying to force her
lips into his patch of hair.  She gagged, withdrew, and tried
again.  And even though she didn't manage to get his cock all the
way down her throat, she was able to control her gag reflex to
give him 'a hummer,' holding the head of his cock at the back of
her mouth and humming, giving him a special thrill from her
vibrating vocal cords.

Darlene offered Dwayne to the youngest in the junior class, a
gorgeous light-complected Negress who offered him her rear
passage.  "Don't worry.  I'm clean," she reassured him.

"I wouldn't care," he told her.  "Thanks, honey."

"Don't worry.  I'll get mine," Darlene giggled.  "Jamica has to
be my slave for the rest of the party."

"You wouldn't take advantage of this little girl, would you?"

"Definitely," Darlene giggled again.  "She'll get hers in three
more weeks.  This is my time.  Now, how would you like it, Jam?"

"In the swing," she told Darlene, pointing to the 'love swing'
made of nylon webbing that hung from an outstretched branch of a
big oak.  Darlene and Dwayne helped her into the contraption and
hooked her ankles and wrists into the loops.

"I could make one of these," Dwayne commented, studying it.

"Please do," Darlene told him as she began to spread K-Y on her
husband's cock and Jamica's anus.  She guided her husband's cock
into the youngster's back passage and let the swing impale her.

"Oh, shit," Jamica gasped.  "Too fast!  Ooo.  Easy.  Yeah.  Oh,
yeah!  I like that."

Darlene was delighted with the girl's response.  Dwayne was a
little bigger than average in both length and thickness.  He was
proud of his cock.  So was she.  And she was proud of herself. 
She used her K-Y covered hands to cup her husband's balls and to
play with Jamica's clit and nipples.

Dan had protested that he and Debbie weren't even married yet,
but he let himself be forced into making love with Jennifer,
shooting up her backside much too quickly.  Bruce, with his
ability to recharge in minutes, became the most popular among the
single girls.  Kaitlyn was delighted to show off his prowess
again and again, collecting favors from the single girls who
would remain in her debt until they gave her an orgasm.

After the first round of their graduation orgy (the third for
Bruce), the group settled down to their picnic lunch of fried
chicken with all the fixings.  Clarice handed out 3x5 cards and
pencils.  "If you prefer privacy, there should be no pressure to
give out your phone number or address," she instructed the
seniors.  "But some of our graduates like to stay in touch.  We
have everyone's address.  We'll forward mail if you'd like."

"You're kidding, right?" Kim asked, astonished that anyone who
had shared the GWU experience might not want to stay in touch. 
The whole senior class ran around to write their personal
information on the cards, including e-mail addresses and work
phone numbers.  They definitely wanted to stay in touch with each
other and the staff of the school.

Round two of their orgy began with Maria sucking Bill's cock
again.  "I haven't come twice in one day in a lot of years," he
tried to explain to the youngster nursing on his prick.

"You haven't been surrounded by gorgeous nude women in the
outdoors in years either, I bet," Maria told him during a pause
to gently stroke his cock and cup his balls.

"True."

"Besides, I'm having fun."

"I'm enjoying the feelings, too," Bill admitted.  Especially the
feeling of blood pulsing through his penis as it began to regain
some turgor in the girl's mouth.

"Mind if I say good bye to some of the girls?" Laura asked him.

"Why would I mind?"

"Because I'm going to say good bye in a rather intimate way."

"Go right ahead."

"Thanks."  She kissed her husband and went to find Kim and
Kaitlyn.  Each of them got passionate kisses that led to some
frantic groping, some crying, more kisses, and finally a 69 in
the grass.  Then all three of them headed for the lake to wash
off the grass.

"How about a soak in the tub?" Kim suggested.

"I'm not supposed to from now until the baby's born," Kaitlyn
told the two older women.  "Just in case.  Heat can potentially
cause problems."

"Well take good care of the baby and that husband of your, hear?"

"You bet I will."  Then she was crying again, clinging to Laura.

"I'm going to miss you so much."

"We only live an hour's drive away.  You can visit any time."

"And I'll call."

"Collect, if you want," Laura told the girl.  "I know what it's
like when you're young and first married and about to have a
baby.  Oh.  You know what?  We still have everything you could
possibly need for a baby in our attic or the garage.  We were
saving it for grandkids.  Don't even consider buying a crib.  The
baby will outgrow it in a year and you'll need a youth bed.  I'll
tell you what.  Bill and I will bring it up, say... Hey, Bruce."

"He's busy," Kaitlyn laughed, looking at her sweating husband
pumping his cock into a junior's butt hole.  Then she became
serious.  "He's always horny.  Hard and ready.  You know?  I
don't know if he'll... If I'll be able to satisfy him."

"Looks like you'll never have the luxury of a headache," Laura
teased.  That was one of Clarice's rules--Always be available. 
"Just do what you've learned here.  You'll be OK."

"Please do my butt," Wendy begged Bill, his cock erect but not
quite as hard as when she sucked him the first time.

"You are an old man's dream girl," Bill laughed, looking down at
the lovely young woman on her knees in front of him.

"You're my dream," she told him honestly.  "I just pray that
someday I'll find a husband just like you, so understanding and
tolerant and such a wonderful lover.  I love your cock."

"Oh, my," Bill cried out as the Latina engulfed his prick again,
sucking more blood into it until it was ramrod straight and as
firm as a younger man's.

"Please be gentle," Maria sobbed softly.  "I chickened out every
time until now.  No man has ever put his thing, his cock... in me
in any hole unless you count my mouth, and I didn't do that
except when I had to, and, oh, please fuck my virgin asshole." 
She was crying now, ashamed to have begged a man to sodomize her,
ashamed but brave, determined to go through with it this time as
she got down on all fours.

"Let me help," Laura said softly, globbing lots of lubricant onto
her husband's erection and inserting a greasy finger into Maria's
tightly puckered little hole.  "Relax, chica," she cooed.  "Push
out a little.  That's it."

"Please don't make me wait," Maria whimpered.

Laura took her husband's cock in her right hand and aimed it at
the prepared target.  She used her left hand on Bill's bottom to
urge him forward until the bulbous head of his cock was pressed
against Maria's tight bottom hole.  "Push," she whispered.  And
Maria pushed out with her ass muscles as Bill pushed forward and
the end of his cock penetrated her bottom.

"Oooh!" Maria gasped.

"Easy.  Relax now and just let it happen," Laura said soothingly.

With a sigh, Maria willed her body to relax.  Laura saw that she
was ready and used her hands to rock her husband's pelvis forward
and back until he got the rhythm and sensed the depth that he
needed to keep from popping out while not causing pain.

"I feel so full."  Maria sounded surprised.  "It doesn't hurt. 
It...I... Oh, I can't like being fucked in the ass."  She was
sobbing.  Her mind was imagining herself in church, waiting to go
into the confessional, waiting to confess her sins to a priest,
and this certainly was a sin.  Probably a mortal sin.  She was
sure that she would be damned to hell for eternity if she didn't
confess a sin as serious as liking the feeling of a hard cock up
her ass, especially since she wasn't even married.

"You know that I'm going to spank you really hard for fucking
with my husband," Laura told Maria with a smile, sliding under
her so they could kiss while she caressed the Latina girl's firm
young breasts.  Something in Maria's mind said, 'Yes, if I get a
really hard spanking, I will have paid for my sin.  I'll be OK.' 
Laura didn't understand.  None of the other women did except
maybe Tina.  And maybe Clarice.  Or Gwen.  But it didn't matter
as long as Maria felt that she had paid for her sin.

"Thank you," Kim panted to the man whose cock was buried deep in
her bowels, and to his wife who was alternately licking Kim's
clit' and her husband's balls.  "Oh, thank you.  I love it in the
ass.  So full.  And it doesn't hurt.  It's wonderful.  So full. 
So...  oh, so hot."  She stroked the woman's hair with one hand
and reached back with the other to caress her lover's face.  For
Kim, it was heavenly being healed and whole again.

Clarice gave Red to the single women.  He protested at first, but
gave in quickly once a young woman's tongue was circling the head
of his dick.  Clarice tongue kissed all of her students and made
love with most of them.  Darlene was special among her students
because they were so much alike, so Clarice spent lots of time
licking the woman's pussy and asshole, inserting a finger in each
as she tongued Darlene's clitoris until a dozen orgasms left the
younger woman exhausted.  "I should be doing that for you,"
Darlene panted.

"Just stay with Dwayne and stay in love," Clarice said, using her
thumb to begin heating Darlene up again.  "That's the ultimate
reward."

"I love you," Darlene sweetly told her instructor, mentor, and
role model, struggling with the last of her strength to embrace
the woman, kissing her tenderly but erotically.

"You love Dwayne," Clarice told her.  "Remember that."

The party wound down quickly after the men's second round.  Bruce
had managed to ejaculate eleven times in just a few hours, to the
delight of the single women.  As impressive as his accomplishment
seemed, Bill was prouder of his second erection and that he
filled the bottom of the Latina.

Hugs and kisses were exchanged all around.  The seniors were both
excited and reluctant to leave.  Bruce and Kaitlyn were the first
to dress, Kaitlyn in her first maternity pants and top.  They
waved as they drove off.  Dan and Debbie were next.  He brought
leggings and a tank top for her trip home.

"Did you bring me something to wear home?" Darlene asked her
husband as she waved at Dan's car.

"You're wearing it," he teased.

"Right.  I can't go home naked."

"Since I had to take the day off today, and I don't have to be
back to work until Monday, I planned a little holiday."

"Oh, Lord, do I love you," Darlene sighed, grinning as she
embraced her nude husband, grinding into him obscenely.

"I hope you plan to take me home," Laura told Bill.  "It's been
fun and educational, but I miss my old familiar home."

"Are we going to pick up Kimberly's things?" Bill asked.

"Maybe on Monday.  I'm so glad she's coming to stay with us. 
It'll be nice to have kids back in the house."

"She's hardly a kid."

"Compared to us, she is," Laura said.

"You're only as old as you feel, and right now I feel twenty
again."

"You can thank Maria for that," Laura laughed.  "Thanks."

"You're both welcome," Maria smiled, hugging both of them and
giving each as sensual a French kiss as she could manage.

"You're always welcome at our house, too.  Don't be a stranger
since your school's so close."

"I may stop by for a few minutes but I have family that will
expect me to stay with them if I'm out there."

"I guess I'm ready," Kim told Laura.  She wore a sleeveless lime
green terry playsuit that zipped up the front, and sandals.

"You did bring something for me?" Laura questioned her husband.

"Something brand new.  None of your old clothes will fit."  She
looked great in the stretch pants and T-shirt.  They put the
kinky gifts in the trunk and took off.

Red drove the van with the three single girls, dropping Maria and
Jennifer off at their homes, and Wendy at the new apartment that
she was renting for her senior year in college.

Each of the graduates was beginning life anew.  And each has a
story to tell.

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Watch for Good Wife U. Alumni.  Coming soon to a server near you.

GWU began as an idea for a short story but each protagonist
demanded a personality and a background.  My protagonists
demanded that their feelings be expressed.  They took over my
writing.  I'm no longer in control.  The women of GWU and their
SOs, a group I truly like, won't let me stop writing about them.

Kim insists that I tell her story.  Will she find true love?  Or
another Roger?  Did her experience scar her for life?  Stay
tuned.

After 12 weeks of GWU, Debbie was ready to marry Dan and settle
down to the American dream.  Will she?  With Bill and Laura as
examples, can she fail?  But Bruce and Katy hold a similar dream.
Can their teenage union work?  How?

Darlene and Dwayne need lots of imagination, innovation, and
plain hard work to overcome the problems imposed by five kids
and blue-collar jobs.  How do they manage?  Darlene won't use the
computer Kim gave her to tell her own story.  I have to do it
for her.  I only hope that someday she'll leave me alone long
enough to start another project.

Then there are the single graduates.  Jennifer grew even taller. 
Can a 6'8" teenager find a compatible man?  How?  Hang around NBA
locker rooms?  Can Maria overcome her guilt?  Or will she become
a victim of an abusive sadist?  Will Wendy finish college?  Then
what?

Darlene, the standout of the class, demanded attention first. 
When I began to write her story, Maria jumped into the story
line, interrupting everything.  Then the damned little AmerAsian,
Kim had to show her strength.  But at the same time, the other
single women are discovering themselves.

It's hard to keep their stories coherent.  When I tried to write
Darlene's story, Katy showed up.  Then Maria and Wendy.  All of
their stories are impossibly intertwined.

It's out of my hands.  At the insistence of the GWU Alumni,
their story is now a serial.  Consecutively numbered GWU
Alumni chapters will follow an approximate time-line from
graduation.

Eighteen chapters are already stored in the hard drive and more
are outlined.  But the ornery graduates of that 1994 class keep
stumbling into new situations and getting themselves into strange
predicaments that they inject into my mind.  Something new is
always happening and will be recorded as soon as I get the time. 
I hope you enjoy the stories because...

   This is a story that never ends. 
     Yes, it goes on and on, my friends. 
   I started writing it, 
     not knowing what it was. 
   And now I to keep on writing it 
     forever just because... 

   This is a story that never ends. 
     Yes, it goes on and on...