The Wish, Chapter 2

by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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An innocent high school freshman trying to cope with her mother's
excessive promiscuity has her world sent into a tailspin when a
simple wish at the wrong time temporarily switches their bodies.
Will her mother resume her wayward ways in the body of her young
virginal daughter or respect the chastity she so desires?

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She didn't want to get up when the alarm went off. It was
too early and she never gets up at this time but she needed to go
to school. If nothing else, for Lindseys sake. Going through her
daughter's clothes she felt dismayed at the lack of anything
decent to wear. Mostly jeans and only one pair of shorts. The
only skirt she had was one from last year when she "graduated"
from the eighth grade. She needed to wear a black skirt, but it
went almost to her ankles.

Reaching for the scissors, she cut most of it off, before
searching for a shirt. She needed to go shopping and buy some
sexy clothes. Looking for a blouse she sighed. Mostly pull-over
shirts and only one with buttons but it was too thick to show off
her assets.

"I have a shirt that is too small for me," she mumbled
remembering the silk shirt stuffed in the back of her closet. It
had been a gift from one of her boyfriends who grossly
underestimated her size and she couldn't even get it buttoned
over her ample breasts. It was pure silk and too nice to throw
away. Slipping it on she rushed to finish dressing. Ankle boots,
some makeup, a quick rustling of her hair and she was ready for
school.

Even before she entered the school she noticed everyone staring
at her. Lindsey would have died from embarrassment, but Gloria
thrived on the attention. A few wolf whistles and some whispered
comments made her smile. Lindsey is a very pretty girl and should
have been dressing this way for a while.

"OH MY GOD LINDSEY!" she heard a voice from the side call out.
Turning she saw Donna, Lindseys best friend staring at her with
her hand over her mouth. "What are you wearing?!"

"Hi Donna," she replied going to her. She forgot to get Lindseys
locker number, combination and class schedule so she'll need to
get Donnas help. She'll be nice to her, for now. There was
something about that little snit that she didn't like and hated
Lindsey hanging around her. But you can't pick your daughter's
friends, or can you? She thought with a smile.

"What's with the skirt? You HATE skirts," the girl seemed to
remind her. "And why is it so short? If you bend over people will
see your underwear!"

"No they won't 'cause I'm not wearing any." She smiled as the
shocked expression over came her friend.

"I see you forget your bra too!" she said glancing at her chest.
"People can see right through that thin shirt you know."

"Yea. I know," she replied sticking her chest out a little for
emphasis.

"What's gotten into you?"

"Hard cocks, Donna, you should try it. Maybe they'll loosen up
that tight ass of yours." The girl's mouth dropped open from
shock.

"WHAT? What did you say?"

"Forget it. Where's my locker?"

"Your locker? You forgot where your locker is?"

"Yes, so tell me so I won't be late for class. Oh, and what's my
first class."

"Lindsey, you're acting funny. What's going on?"

"Just tell me my locker number, and the combination. I don't have
time for this bullshit."

"Its nineteen sixty-four and the combo is your birthday, July
twenty-fifth."

"I know my birthday, Donna," she replied snidely, "I was there
remember?"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."

"Well you did so do me a favor and ... whoa, who's that tall
drink of water?" she asked noticing the tall, athletic boy
staring at her.

Donna turned to see who she was talking about. "You don't know
Curtis Jackson? The star running back on the team?"

"No, I guess I must have missed him."

"He's only like one of the most popular guys in the whole school.
We've talked about him before and you said that you thought all
his muscles looked gross."

"Well I must have been mistaking. I think they look hot. I think
HE looks hot!"

"Better not let Morgan hear you say that."

"Morgan?"

"Have you been in a cave these past two months? Morgan Manning,
the head cheerleader. Curtis's girlfriend. She's very possessive
of him and will kick your ass if she thinks your messing with her
man."

"Then I guess I'd better make sure she doesn't find out," she
said with a wink.

"LINDSEY! You're not thinking of doing anything stupid, are you?"

"No, not at all," she said rushing away, chasing after Curtis.

"WAIT!" she called out, sprinting after him. "CURTIS!"

The tall senior stopped, turning to see who was calling his name.
"Hey freshman, whatcha want?"

"You," she panted, finally reaching him.

"Me? What for?" he replied, not hiding the fact that his eyes
were ravishing her body.

"I thought the two of us could go someplace quiet, you know and
get to know each other."

The eight o'clock bell sounded, causing a stamped of students
rushing toward their first class.

"I gotta go, but maybe later we can hook up," he said smiling.
His intense stare never left her chest.

"I'd like to do it now. We can go in there," she replied jerking
her head to the side.

Turning he read the "BOYS" sign posted on the door. "You want to
go into the boy's restroom?"

"Sure, why not? I've been there many times."

He looked down at the thin white girl literally offering herself
to him. "I dunno, I'm already late to class."

"You're a sports star, Curtis, they won't do anything to you if
you're a little late, trust me, I know. I've had a lotta
experience with that."

Glancing around the empty hallway he turned his attention back to
the pretty girl standing before him. "Alright, but we gotta be
fast," he said grabbing her hand, pulling her through the
swinging door.

They were alone as she easily lifted herself onto the sink. The
porcine was cold on her bare legs, but that didn't matter. He
stepped between her parted legs, pulling her face closer. His
large lips covered hers as his hands found their way to her
shirt. Experienced hands quickly unbuttoned them, throwing the
front open to expose her pale breasts to a boy for the first
time. Gloria moaned into his mouth as his tongue speared through
her lips. His hands went between her legs to discover her
nakedness.

"You're not wearing panties?" he asked breaking their embrace,
looking down to confirm his suspicions.

"No, they only get in the way," she replied spreading her legs.

"You sure you wanna do this?" he asked to be sure.

"More than you'll ever know," she told him reaching for the
button on his jeans. Pressed for time, he helped her, unzipping
his pants and tugging them down to expose his long, hard and very
black cock. She gasped, reaching for it. "Mmmmmmmm, very nice,"
she moaned stroking it a few times.

Even though Gloria wanted more than anything in the world to have
his big cock inside of her, Lindsey's body wasn't ready for it.
She was too dry and much too tight to accept anything, let alone
something of his size. That didn't stop him from trying as he
attempted several times to enter her, only to have the tip of his
cock pushed aside. Frustrated he backed away.

"Is that a burn mark?" he asked touching the raised blotch.

"No, a birthmark. You like it?"

"Uh, yea, I guess," he said jabbing his cock once again at the
small slit. They needed lubrication.

Reaching for the water faucet, she brought a palm full of water
to their union, wetting them both. He tried again, pushing at the
thin barrier protecting her opening. Slowly it stretched,
yielding to his dominate force. Lindsey winced, feeling pain in
her pussy for the first time in a very long time. Her hymen gave
way, allowing his cock to push inward several inches.

"OH, SHIT!" she cried out as the pain became unbearable.

"You okay?" he asked, stopping his entry.

"Yea, I just forgot how painful it can be."

"You want me to stop?"

"NO! Keep going, I need this, really."

"Okay, if that's what you want," he said jabbing into her once
more. She squeaked like a trapped mouse but remained still as he
slid deeper. "Fuck, you're so fuckin' tight!" he cried out
holding still several inches inside of her.

"Don't stop," she begged, shifting her hips closer. He resumed
his strokes, thrusting a little harder, a little deeper. Wrapping
her arms around his neck, she pulled him closer, smashing his
face between her apple-sized breasts. He was true to his word and
didn't take long. Once it was in as far as it would go, he began
fucking her, pulling out just to her opening before thrusting it
back inside. She was juicing up, loving the feel of a hard cock
stretching her pussy so much. It had been a very long time since
she was this tight and he felt huge.

"FUCK!" he cried out, his voice echoing in the hollow room.
Punching into her one final time, his cock swelled slightly
before jerking violently inside of her. He was cumming, filling
her with his seeds. Her head dropped back against the mirror as
the intensity of his orgasm waned. Sated, he pulled away,
reaching for his pants.

"Shit, bitch," he said examining his dwindling cock. "Why didn't
you tell me you were on your period?"

"I'm not on my period."

"Then how did I get your blood on my cock?"

"I was a virgin, dumb ass," she said reaching for a few hand
towels to clean up.

"Oh," he said looking between her legs. "Well, I gotta go," he
mumbled, rushing toward the door while buttoning and zipping his
pants, leaving Lindsey perched on the sink and wondering what
happened. Boys used to do that all the time twenty years ago and
it seems the more things change, the more they stay the same.

Twisting the edge of a brown hand towel into a tornado shape, she
stuffed the wet towel into her pussy, cleaning the now tender
hole the best she could. She was very sore down there and would
have to wait a while before trying that again. Even though it was
Lindseys body, she was feeling the pain from losing her virginity
to the well endowed senior. Adjusting her clothes and hair, she
made her way out of the bathroom, still not knowing what class
she should be in.

"YOUNG LADY," she heard a booming voice from behind her as she
exited the room. "Where is your hall pass?" She kept walking.
"I'm speaking to you!" he added, raising his voice more. Turning
she felt relieved to see it was Mr. Nichols, a former teacher of
hers.

"Hi Teddy," she called out turning to face him.

"It's MR. Nichols," he corrected. "What are you doing out of
class?"

"Bathroom," she said flipping her thumb toward the door she just
exited.

"Why were you in the boy's restroom?"

"I really needed to go," she said smiling. "Look, just chill out
okay? No harm, no foul."

"Come with me young lady," he demanded grabbing her by the arm.

"Hey, not so hard," she said pulling at his fingers. "You'll
leave a mark!"

"You'll be getting a lot more than that! What class are you
supposed to be in right now?"

"Hell if I know."

"Your smart mouth is going to get you into a lot of trouble young
lady," he said pushing her into the office and through the last
door on the left. Lindsey noticed the 'Assistant Principal' sign
on the door. Great, hopefully Mr. Roberts isn't still the
assistant principle, that guy was a real asshole.

"Have a seat," he bellowed, closing the door. The office was
small and looked cluttered. Very much the way his desk was twenty
years ago. The name plate on the desk read 'Ted Nichols,
Assistant Principal'.

"Whoa, assistant principal, huh? Very nice."

"What's your name?" he asked sitting behind the desk.

"Glor, er, Lindsey. Lindsey Foster." Typing on the computer, she
watched as her information came up.

"You've never been in any kind of trouble, Lindsey. What's going
on?"

"I just needed a little break, Teddy."

"It's Mr. Nichols to you, Miss Foster."

"That's not what I used to call you, Teddy. You used to be my
biology teacher when I was a sophomore, remember?"

"You're a freshman and I haven't taught in over ten years so
there's no way I could have been your teacher."

"I, um, meant my mom told me you used to be her teacher."

"Your mother? Who's your mother?"

"Gloria Foster." She watched as his expression went from
superiority to concern in a matter of seconds. "Remember how you
worked with me, er her after school to get her an 'A' in your
class? You really taught her a lot about biology, especially
human anatomy," she added with a wink.

"Well the way you're dressed I can see the apple didn't fall far
from the tree. You know about the dress code, don't you? Skirts
no shorter than six inches above the knee. I don't think yours is
six inches below your butt! I'll need to phone your mother to
pick you up. You won't be allowed back into school until you
learn to dress appropriately. And don't think I won't be telling
her about you being in the boy's restroom! We've got rules around
here and the sooner you learn to follow them, the faster you'll
fit in."

Why was he being such a jerk? She knew that she would be dead if
he called home, especially if Lindsey finds out she's no longer a
virgin.

"Teddy, let's talk about this, okay? Maybe we can work something
out, just like the old days."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Yea you do. Remember how I used to call you Teddy Bear? I can do
that again," she said rising to join him around the desk. "I'll
make it really good for you and you can just forget about that
episode earlier, okay?" she asked pulling herself onto his desk.
His eyes drifted lower, stopping once they focused between her
legs. He swallowed hard.

"Uh, Lindsey, you're, um, not wearing panties."

"I know, Teddy Bear, I did that just for you. Like what you see?"
she asked leaning forward.

"I'm happily married and have two grown children in college. I,
uh, can't, I mean, it wouldn't be right if, uh..." Her foot on
his crotch made him jump.

"I'll give you what you want and you'll forget about calling my
mother, okay?" His eyes never left the joint between her legs. It
looked so tight and inviting, but he shouldn't. Her finger rubbed
the area around the opening before slowly entering. He sucked in
a gasp of air through his nose.

"Dear God."

"What do you say, Teddy Bear, wanna feel some young, tight, hot
pussy? Just like before?" He was speechless. Slowly she
unbuttoned her shirt, spreading it wide to expose her perky
breasts. "You like?" she panted. She could see the beads of sweat
forming on the top of his balding head. Leaning forward, she
grabbed his tie, pulling him closer until his nose brushed
against her right nipple. Her foot returned to his lap, feeling
the hard knot. "Well, looks like someone gotta stiffy," she said
smiling.

Sliding from the desk, she knelt on the floor in front of him,
reaching for his crotch. He remained motionless as her fingers
fumbled with his fly, noticing that her hands were experienced
with getting a man's cock from his pants. It's no surprise with
Gloria as her mother. She was quite the slut back in high school
and he heard she was a topless waitress at a strip club across
town. It was a sleazy dive and he never had the nerve to go in to
find out. He gasped as her mouth enveloped his manhood.

His isn't the first cock she's had in her mouth, that's for sure.
He grunted as she pushed the head of his cock to the very back of
her throat and kept pushing it deeper. "Good Lord!" he exclaimed
as it made the bend of her throat and his entire cock suddenly
disappeared inside of her mouth.

Automatically his hand went to the back of her head, surprised
that she could hold her breath for that long. Slowly she pulled
back, allowing the bulbous head to emerge from her tight gullet.
Red-faced, she pulled back with a smile. "You're thicker than I
remembered," she muttered before replacing her lips around it.
Shifting in his seat, he watched in amazement as the young girl,
hardly into her teens, was bobbing and sucking his cock like an
experienced street whore.

"Where did you learn to do that?" he panted as she once again
forced his thick cock head back into her throat. She didn't
answer and continued slurping and sucking on him, licking his
hairy balls each time her mouth was close enough. His wife rarely
performed oral sex on him and he knew that he wouldn't last long,
especially not with a skilled cock-sucker like this.

She too realized his pending climax and pulled away, standing
with a smile. "I want to feel that big fat cock in my tight
little pussy," she breathed heavily, sliding her ass back onto
the desk. Stunned he stared at the slightly puffy slit, so tight
and inviting. He shouldn't ... but why not? She's offering it to
him and he's already fucked her mother many times in the past
when she was about her age. Standing, his cock pointed directly
at her pussy. Grasping it, she guided it toward her opening,
sighing as it made contact with her soft skin.

Stepping closer, they moaned in concert as the tip parted the
taut skin surrounding the hole. She knew there was cum still
inside of her and squeezed hard to expel some of it. She'll need
it for lubrication. Holding his cock with her slim fingers, she
slid it up and down her crack as the cream slowly bubbled out.
The area became slick and shiny with juice. It was now or never.
Shifting her hips, the thick head parted her firm, resisting
labia. She was so tight, so sodden and so sexy. He groaned as two
inches sank into her.

It was by far the tightest pussy he had ever been in, bar none.
Her pussy was as tight as a twelve-year-old and he was confused
by how a girl with her obvious experience could have such a tight
pussy. It didn't matter, he would fuck her anyway. Not once since
becoming assistant principal has he fucked a student, but he did
bang a few of them while a teacher. God did he miss fucking young
teenage snatch.

Lindsey shifted back and forth, racking her tightness over his
bloated cock, taking as much of him that would go in. Her tits
were small, but nicely shaped and just a little more than a
mouthful. He tested that theory by sliding one into his mouth.
She moaned, he grunted and then his cock exploded, shooting
several volleys of cum to the very back of her pussy, flooding
her with his hot sperm.

Neither moved for several long seconds as their breathing and
pulse slowly returned to normal. His cock began losing its
firmness and her tightness tried frenetically to expel the
invader. A noise behind her made them both jump.

"Ted, I need to get those reports..." the sentence was never
finished. "What in the hell!?!"

Frantically he pulled away reaching to his ankles for his pants.
"Mr. Roberts, it's not what you think!" he mumbled, struggling to
get his pants closed. "I was just..."

"I think I know what's going on, Ted. You should know better! I
want your resignation by the end of the day! he said snarled at
the wayward pair. "As for you, consider yourself expelled until
further notice!" he added slamming the door closed.

"Oh dear god!" Ted said falling back to his seat. "If he reports
this I could go to jail. Shit, I just lost my job! I can't lose
my job; I have a mortgage and car payments and two kids in
college ... What have I done?"

"Don't sweat it, Teddy," Lindsey said slipping off of his desk.
"I'll talk to Conrad and work something out"

"Huh?" he asked only half hearing what she said. "What did you
say?"

"Let me take care of Principal Roberts," she said buttoning her
shirt. "Don't worry about anything."

"You can't go in there!" the blond secretary said rushing around
her desk as Lindsey reached for the principal's door knob.

"I have business to discuss with him," she replied pushing the
door open. Principal Robert's was on the phone. "Hold all his
calls," Lindsey added turning to his secretary. Without stopping
his conversation, his motioned for her to leave. She entered
closing and locking the door.

"You'll have to excuse me," he said holding his hand over the
phone.

"We need to talk."

"There's nothing to discuss. Please leave," he said removing his
hand to resume his conversation. Lindsey pressed the button on
the cradle, ending the call as she moved around the desk. "WHY
DID YOU DO THAT!?!" he yelled slamming the phone down. "Young
lady, you've got a lot of explaining to do!"

"You've always been a dick, Conrad," she said pushing a stack of
papers aside to make room to sit on his desk. "But it don't gotta
be that way."

"I will not allow a student to talk to me that way! What is your
name?"

"Lindsey Foster. Gloria is my mother. Remember her?" she asked
remembering the torment she put him through back in high school.
"We need to discuss what happened," she said putting her hand on
his knee.

"There's nothing to discuss. His actions were inappropriate and
he needs to pay for his insolence! You on the other hand should
know better. Does your mother know you're acting this way?"

"Come on now, Rad, can I call you Rad? You know you'd love to get
your big hard cock inside one of these sexy young teenage girls.
Quit being such a hypocrite!"

"I never touched a student inappropriately!"

"Well maybe you should so that you wouldn't be such an ass."

"What is wrong with you? You can't talk to me that way! I'm your
principal for crying out loud!"

"You're also a man and you've got a cock. What man would pass up
a chance to fuck a tight young pussy?" she asked reaching for his
package. His hand intercepted hers.

"You need to leave, NOW!"

"Not 'til we settle this problem."

"There's nothing to settle. You'll be expelled, Ted will be fired
and I'll make sure this incident goes on both of your records! If
he's lucky, he'll avoid jail time, but somehow I doubt it."

"Wait a minute, Rad, let's talk about this. I think there's some
way we can work this out where everyone will be happy."

"I don't see a way for that to happen."

"It will if you work with me," she said stroking his silk tie.
"I'm willing to do anything to make this work and I mean
anything," she said following the length of his tie until she was
finally able to stroke his crotch. He jumped from her touch. "You
don't really want to pass this up, do you?" she asked lifting her
skirt. His eyes widen. "This can be yours, Rad, if you just say
the words."

"I, uh, I can't do something like that," he replied, his resolve
slowly diminishing. "It wouldn't be right."

"Fuck right, let's do what feels good. Your hard cock in my tight
pussy will feel great, don't you agree?" she asked giving the
swelling lump a firm squeeze. He moaned. Let me make you feel
better," she added dropping to her knees. His resistance lowered
with each passing second and before he knew it, she had his hard
cock out and her warm, soft mouth was sucking him.

"What am I doing?" he mumbled staring down as her head bounced up
and down, taking his eight inches fully into her mouth. 'Damn can
she suck.' His hand reached for her clothes breast. So inviting.
Her nipple was hard and very pronounced through the thin
material. He rolled it gently, squeezing it lightly. Without
removing her mouth or slowing down, she unbuttoned her shirt,
giving him full access to her breasts. He took full advantage,
using both hands to fondle them.

"Mmmm, Mr. Roberts, your hands feel nice on my titties," she
moaned removing her mouth just long enough to speak, leaving a
line of spittle connecting the two. "But your cock will feel even
better inside my tight, wet pussy," she added. He didn't respond
as she stood, tugging at his cock as she backed against the desk.

He knew better. Never before had any woman ever came on to him
like this. He wasn't very athletic, wasn't very handsome and
didn't have many friends. His own wife left him two years ago for
someone almost half his age. He probably should have suspected
something as she began dieting and going to the gym every other
day. His thoughts were interrupted as she tugged harder on his
cock.

"What are you waiting for?" she asked stroking the very hard
piece of meat. "Come and fuck me."

With shaking hands and weak knees, he stood, his full erection
pointing directly at her. Gloria smiled knowing that she had him
right where she wanted him. Men are all the same, get them
thinking with their little heads and you can lead them through
fire. Sliding her butt onto the desk, she tugged at his manhood,
not releasing her firm grip on it. It was best if she remained in
control of it right now, she didn't want to risk him changing his
mind.

Silently he moved between her parted legs, his erection twitching
within her grasp. She could feel his heartbeat thumping hard like
an African drum. He wheezed as the tip touched her supple skin.
Pulling the foreskin away from the reddened head, she guided it
to closer, parting the pliable membrane of her vaginal opening as
it slowly entered.

Teddy's cum had been leaking from her and either Conrad didn't
notice or he didn't care as the crown vanished within the small
hole of her girlhood. He wasn't as long as Curtis or as thick as
Teddy, but it was a tight fit still the same. Lindsey closed her
eyes, leaning backward as she shifted her hips closer to the
edge. His cock penetrated her further, striking the very depths
of her canal and causing her to grunt from pain.

Her old body could have easily accepted a cock of his size, but
Lindseys body is much too shallow. She didn't complain, she was
fucking for her future and needed to make it good for him. Her
ass bounced slightly with each forward thrust, taking his cock
repeatedly to the back of her vagina. Reaching for his balls, she
massaged them, coaxing the cream she knew was inside. He moaned
before doubling his efforts. Lindsey smiled. She had him right
where she wanted him and even if he pulled out now, there was no
way he'd report what happened.

"UGGGHHHHHHH!" he screeched into her face, peppering her with
droplets of spittle. His hard cock began pulsing, jerking
violently within the tight confines, spewing forth a liberal
amount of sperm directly into her uterus. She could feel the warm
slime flooding her hollow cavity as the throbbing slowed, dying
out until it no longer moved.

She was fully impaled, his cock painfully rammed against the very
back of her pussy, as the final remnants of his sperm slowly
seeped out, adding to the slush of her once sealed hole. The bell
clanged loudly, signaling the end of the first period and she
smiled. Only one hour passed and three different cocks had fucked
her. It's going to be one hell of a first day.

He didn't move lingering longer than necessary with his dwindling
cock still embedded inside. He missed the touch of a woman and
longed for the comfort of intimacy. For too long he went without
but felt ashamed that he sought the companionship of a teenage
student. That never should have happened and he could now see how
Ted could have been sucked into her little ploy. She was a
seductress and a very skilled lover but what now?

"Principal Roberts," she began pushing at his chest to get him
off of her. "I need to go to class now, unless you want to fuck
me again." He grunted, not wanting to move and certainly didn't
want to stand. It wasn't so much that he wanted to remain inside
of her, but more that he didn't want to face what had just
happened. He felt ashamed for allowing it and wasn't sure what
his next move should be.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled, his face still resting between her
breasts.

"Sorry? For what? You were great and I enjoyed it."

"I shouldn't have done that. I know better and I should have
stopped it before it got too far."

"Conrad, it's fine, I enjoyed it, really. In fact," she said
pushing him up to look at his face. "Any time you want a rematch,
just let me know. My pussy is your pussy anytime you want it!"

"NO! It can't happen again! It mustn't!"

"Stop worrying, no one will find out about this and we can fuck
around all we want."

"I, uh, have to ask you something important, Lisa," he said
standing above her with most of his cock still inside of her.

"It's Lindsey," she corrected with a smile.

"Oh yea, sorry, but I need to know something. We just had
unprotected sex and I, um, well, I ... oh hell, are you on the
pill or anything like that? I mean, you can't get pregnant,
right?"

Lindsey gave a slight chuckle. "Of course I am. I wouldn't take a
chance like that."

"Great. Have you had a physical lately? I mean have you been
checked lately for things like VD or anything like that?"

"Every month when I get my pills refilled."

Conrad exhaled deeply, feeling relieved that there would be no
long term repercussions to this insane act. "You'd better go," he
said stepping back, removing his cock from her sodden hole for
the first time in nearly fifteen minutes. The cool air briefly
rushed in, burning her sensitive flesh. She wanted to cry out in
pain as a girl losing her virginity to one man is hard enough,
but three? "Here, you'll need this," he added handing her a few
Kleenex tissues.

Looking down she noticed the flow of mucus pooling on his desk
below her crotch. Three loads of cum is quit a bit for her to
hold in, especially with them being longer than usual and pushing
out whatever was too deep to leak out. Swiping the tissue over
her raw pussy she tossed it toward the trash can, missing by a
foot. He didn't notice and she didn't care as she hopped down
from his desk.

"Same time tomorrow?" she joked touching his arm as he fastened
his belt.

"That's not a good idea. This shouldn't have happened and it
shouldn't happen again. What happened here stays in this room,
understand?"

"Don't worry, Conrad, you're secret is safe with me," she said
smiling.

"You can leave now," he repeated, opening the door. Swaying as
she walked, more from discomfort than sexiness, she approached
him smiling.

"Can I tell Teddy everything is okay?" she asked touching his
tie.

Mr. Roberts grimaced. He'd already mentioned to Superintendent
Johnston that there was a problem but didn't get a chance to go
into details since Lindsey hung up on his conversation. A few
seconds more and he wouldn't have been able to save Ted's job,
but for now, it was safe.

"Yes, tell him I will over look this, uh, problem for now."

"Thanks Honey," she said standing on her tip toes to kiss him.

"What are you doing!?!" he whispered leaning back as he glanced
toward his secretary. "People can see!"

"Oh, sorry," she told him with a wink. "Thanks for coming," she
added with a smile. He groaned wondering what mess he just got
into watching as she turned to leave. "Don't forget Rad, my pussy
is yours any time you want, just say the word," she beamed. He
cringed glancing toward his secretary hoping she didn't hear the
offer. His eyes wondered to her shapely ass as she glided from
the office watching it giggle slightly from the lack of panties.

"I wonder if she does anal," he whispered under his breath before
realizing what he just said. As she disappeared, his attention
turned to Carol and her disapproving expression. "What are you
staring at?" he bellowed before slamming his office door.

Ted was pacing back and forth before the window mumbling to
himself when she returned. She watched for a few seconds smirking
from his distress. Even though he had been a dick to her earlier
she'll need him later and decided to let him off the hook. Well,
after a few more paces.

"Hi Teddy Bear," she spoke startling him from his suffering.

"OH MY GOD LINDSEY! Please leave, you've gotten me in enough
trouble as it is!"

"Relax Teddy, it's all under control."

"Under control? What do you mean?"

"Rad and I had a little talk and he saw the light so don't
worry."

"Saw the light?"

"Maybe light isn't the right word. Saw the twat works better."

"I don't understand. Are you saying you and Conrad, uh, had sex?"

"Yep. I hope you're not the jealous type."

"ARE YOU SERIOUS? He exclaimed falling to his chair. "You're not
kidding me are you?"

"Nope. Don't worry, your cock is thicker than his," she replied
with a wink.

"So I'm not fired?"

"Nope. And if you're extra nice to me, I'll talk to him about a
raise for you next time."

"Next time? You're going to do it again with him?"

"Yep, as often as he wants. You too," she added smiling a toothy
grin.

"I don't know, Lindsey, that's probably not a good idea. We were
already caught once and if we're caught again, there will be hell
to pay."

"We'll just have to be more careful. Just make sure the door is
locked and no one can disturb us," she said walking around to his
side of the desk. "You do have to admit that my pussy's the
tightest you've ever had, right?"

"Without a doubt."

"Then there's no reason why you shouldn't want to fuck me again,
right?" He remained speechless. "Before I go, I need something
from you."

"What?"

"My class schedule. I forgot where my classes are."

"Huh? You've been in school for over three months and you
'forgot' your classes?"

"Look, Teddy, just print my fuckin' classes and stop giving me
shit about this."

"Okay, okay, settle down," he replied typing her name into the
computer. "You've already missed your first class and it looks
like you're supposed to be in Math right now. Mr. Hebert is the
teacher. Then you have Mr. Dobson for history, before going to
lunch. Then you're off to see Ms. Jacobs for PE, Mr. Williams for
Bio and Mrs. Marino for Spanish."

"Ugh, have I ever told you how much I hate school?" she asked
wrinkling her nose.

"You're doing great in all of your classes, straight A's across
the board and you even have several merits from a couple of
teachers."

"I still hate it."

"You'd better get to class; you don't want to get into trouble
for being late."

"I'd rather stay here and suck your cock."

"Lindsey! You can't go around blurting things like that out! Now
run along and try to behave yourself, okay?"

"It'll be hard," she said reaching to his lap to give his bulge a
squeeze, "but I'll try." He jumped from her touch.

The halls were deserted she made her way to room 151. The class
was half over as she entered, smiling as everyone's eyes turned
her way.

"Well I'm glad you could join us today, Miss Foster," Mr. Hebert
said sarcastically. "Take your seat," he added with a huff.
Gloria had never been one to sit up front and headed for the back
of the class. "Did you forget where you sit?" he bellowed.

"I'll sit in the back; she mumbled still heading to the back.

"Your seat is here," he replied pointing to the only vacant chair
on the front row.

"Great," she muttered. "Lindsey was always a brown noser and just
had to sit right in front of the teacher's desk!

"And Miss Foster, don't think your tardiness won't go unpunished.
You'll have an extra worksheet to finish today in detention."

"DETENTION? Are you serious?"

"That's the consequences of not being here on time."

"Can't you just let it go this one time? I promise I won't be
late again."

"Take your seat and pick up your pink slip at the end of class. I
hope you'll enjoy your half hour after school," he added
smirking. "Now sit down and stop disrupting my classroom! You may
not be interested in learning this material, but there are those
in here who are!"

"Whatever," she muttered under her breath.

Without a book, she fidgeted in her seat, pretending to pay
attention as he wrote on the board. She smiled at the thought of
fucking this pencil-neck geek to get out of detention and maybe
helping her grade. Lord knows it wouldn't be the first time she
fucked a teacher for a grade, just not in Lindseys body. It
didn't really matter since she's no longer a virgin.

"Are there any questions?" Mr. Hebert asked turning to face the
class. The room was quiet. "Good, then turn to page 34 and work
on problems seventeen through twenty-one."

Sitting, his eyes were drawn to the area just beyond his desk.
The slender legs of his best student was scissoring open and
closed repeatedly but more remarkable was the fact that he could
clearly see she wasn't wearing any panties. He didn't want to
stare, but like watching a train wreck, he couldn't take his eyes
away from her.

Gloria smiled as she watched Mr. Hebert wiping the sweat from his
forehead. His eyes were intensely focused between her legs and
she put on a good show. The poor thing didn't stand a chance as
her right hand drifted lower, first tracing a small circular
pattern around the opening before a finger was slowly pushed
inside. She heard him gasp softly as the digit disappeared.

Glancing around the room she noticed all the other students were
busy working on math problems so she made her move, going around
to his side of the desk before pulling herself onto his desk.
"See anything you like?" she asked resting her foot on his chair,
causing the short skirt to rise higher.

"Please take your seat," he stuttered, his voice cracking.

"I'd rather take yours, with you still in it," she replied with a
wink. He swallowed hard. "Mr. Hebert, you really don't want to
give me detention, do you?" she asked running a finger along his
forearm. He looked down at it before returning his attention to
the crack between her legs. "I'm willing to do anything to get
out of it and I mean anything," she added holding his hand. He
was stunned and couldn't respond. As if in a daze, he watched as
her hand brought his to between her knees and kept pulling it
closer until the tip of his finger touched the smooth softness of
her slick vagina.

"Lindsey, please don't," he mumbled unable or unwilling to pull
his hand free. She tugged a little harder, pushing the tip of his
finger into the small opening.

"Why not, you know you want it," she hoarsely groaned, leaning
closer. "Let's go some place and fuck, I want to feel your big,
hard cock inside my tight little pussy." She punctuated her
request with her foot as it rubbed the knot in his crotch.

"We can't," he sighed, glancing around her to the students. A
couple was watching but most had their heads down and was working
on the assignment.

"Why not? You want it and I want it so why don't we just do it? I
promise I won't tell and you'll have the best fuck of you life, I
promise. No one will even notice we're gone!"

"It won't be right..."

"No, but it will be good. Come on," she added slipping off the
desk. "Let's go, I've got a secret place I like to fuck."

"You've done this before?"

"Sure, lots of times. Everyone knows that. Come on, you won't be
sorry, I promise," she added pulling harder on his hand.

Why he stood up and why he allowed her to take him from the
classroom he'll never know. He was rock hard, she was super sexy
and both wanted to fuck. Without a single word to the other
students they slipped quietly into the hall heading toward the
back of the school.

"This is crazy!" he said, repeating it several times as they made
their way down the hall.

"Mr. Hebert?" he heard his name and turned to see Vice Principal
Nichols entering the hallway from one of the vacant rooms.
"Lindsey?" he added noticing the little tart plainly pulling the
man behind her.

"Just keep going, Teddy, and don't worry 'bout us," she retorted,
jerking harder on her teacher's hand. Marvin was stunned by how
she talked to his boss but the man turned and walked away, not
saying anything else to the pair. "It's back here," she said
ducking under the stairway.

"This is your secret place?" he asked amazed that she would have
sex with someone that anyone walking by might see.

"It's hidden, no one will see us unless they're going to the
storage closet," she replied ducking her head to fit under the
lowest part. A work shelf had been installed years ago and was
the perfect height to reach her pussy, but she needed to twist
her body and bend her neck to fit in. "Hurry, Mr. Hebert, get
your pants off!"

"I don't know, Lindsey, what if someone comes?"

"Get your ass over here and someone will come!" she called out
smiling at the shocked expression on his face.

His eyes went to the nakedness between her legs. Even in the dim
light he could see moisture dripping from the slit. Is she that
horny she's dripping wet? Surely it's not cum. It can't be,
right?

"Are you cumming?" she asked parting her legs further. He gulped,
standing motionless a few feet away. Reaching for him, she pulled
on his sleeve, provoking her desired response. Taking two steps
closer, she fumbled with his belt, unbuckling it with seasoned
fingers before quickly lowering the zipper. The button was the
last barrier preventing her from her sought after prize. He
groaned as his erection was freed, the tip moist with pre-cum.
"Fuck me," she mouthed, hardly audible.

Still in doubt, he stood like a statue between her legs, his
six-inch cock just far enough away not to reach her fleshy
opening. He swallowed, staring down at the glistening crack
invitingly summoning him inside. Her wirily legs reached out,
wrapping around the small of his back, drawing him closer.
Shutting his eyes, he gasped as the tip touched her softness.

Her fingers wrapped around the meaty nub, tugging at it, pulling
him closer, rubbing the tip along her crack, merging their
juices. She couldn't wait, not from anticipation of a hot fuck,
but because there wasn't a lot of time to waste. The bell would
ring at any moment, sending hoards of students up and down the
stair and a stray glance, a passing glimpse may expose their
activities. With her fingers guiding his instrument, her feet
pulled him closer, drawing him nearer.

Her tightness prevented an easy entry, but soon the crown
penetrated the orifice, leading the way for the rest. He didn't
stop until his pubes rested against her tender skin. She was so
hot, so wet and so constricting.

He wasn't what you'd call handsome, didn't have much luck with
the ladies and often masturbated to fantasies of a sexy young
high school slut seducing him, but he never in a million years
ever believed it would be true, but here he was, his cock
embedded deeply into one of the prettiest students he'd had in
years. And what's more amazing is the fact she's so intelligent.
She grasps the material better than most of his students...

"ARUGH!" he exclaimed as she squeezed his cock hard with her
vaginal muscles.

"Fuck me, Mr. Hebert!" she ordered gritting her teeth.

Slowly he complied, sliding in and out with short, rhythmic
strokes. It wasn't very long but had a lot of bulk to it,
especially the head. She could feel the girth stretching her
novice tunnel, expanding the taunt tube more than it had been
before. It actually felt painful. Was it from too much sex too
soon, or was he just that thick? His hand went to her waist for
leverage as his pace increased, driving his fat cock in as far as
he could. She grunted, shifting her hips outward to swallow the
last of it.

Pulling her shirt open, he craned his neck, feasting on her puffy
titties, pulling the nipple far enough into his mouth to tickle
his throat. He grunted, thrusting his hips faster, propelling his
cock harder into her tender flesh. Her arms went around his neck,
smashing his face into the valley between her burgeoning mounds.

"OH GOD!" she moaned, feeling the stirrings of blossoming orgasm.
This would be her first in Lindseys body, but definitely not her
last. "Fuck me harder, Mr. Hebert!" she panted.

He was unresponsive to her wishes for at that very moment; his
cock was exploding, pumping chunks of semen into the very depths
of her maturing womanhood. She felt the pulsing of his thickness,
felt the warmness of his cum inundating her already overflowing
vagina and sighed, knowing once again she would be left
frustrated. He stopped moving, sweat raining down on her while he
panted. His broad, firm cock slowly dwindled within her, worming
slowly from the grasp of her longing body.

She felt cheated. Thousands of times in her lifetime men had done
that very thing to her, took pleasure from her body and left her
longing for more. It seems that Lindsey will suffer the same
fate.

"You were incredible," he whispered, raising his face from her
bosom to smile at her. The slow, steady clapping shattered the
moment. Both turned to see the janitor standing there, giving a
leisurely applause.

"Good show," he said smiling a toothless grin.

"SHIT!" Rick blurted out, jerking his cock from the little tramp
while reaching for his ankles to retrieve his pants. "Willie,
what are you doing here?"

"That ain't necessary, Mr. Hebert," he said still smiling. "I
done seen everything."

"We weren't doing anything!" he replied hurriedly tucking his
shirt into his pants.

"That ain't what I just saw," he said winking. "I been watchin'
for a few minutes and I gotta say, that was da bomb!"

"I must return to my room," Mr. Hebert said rushing past the
tall, skinny black man, brushing against his arm as he sped past.
He watched until he rounded the corner and was no longer visible.

"I'm very surprised at you," he said stepping closer. Gloria knew
what was about to happen and wasn't about to resist. "You don't
look like that typa girl."

"Well, you know, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do."

"You know I could report you, right?"

"Yea, I know, but you won't."

"Why you say dat?"

"Because you'd be missing out on this," she replied parting her
legs. His glassy, blood-shot eyes turned quickly to the space
between them. He smiled, revealing the absence of teeth in the
front. Three on top and two on bottom, giving his yellowed smile
a gap of gum.

Gloria has fucked a lot of losers in her life time and this guy
wasn't the worst, but he wasn't far from it. He rubbed the long
tube snaking down the front of his pants leg as he stepped
closer. He had a smell about him, one of dirtiness and body odor.
His skin was pitch black with spottiness of lighter colors and it
appeared as if he hadn't shaved in a few days. His clothes were
wrinkled and dirty and to see him on the street she may have
assumed he was a homeless and his eyes had the paleness of a
wino.

The sound of his zipper brought her out of her thoughts and her
eyes turned to his hands as they fished out his erection. Her
eyes widened as it came into view.

"DAMN!" she exclaimed staring down at the long black sausage. She
swallowed hard thinking how much that beast will hurt going into
her delicate young body. In her old body it would be no problem
as Larry's cock was about the same size, but in Lindseys?

Not bothering to unfasten his pants, he stepped closer, pushing
the head into her void with one quick motion. She gasped as it
slowly filled her. Mr. Hebert's cock was a little thicker but
this janitor's cock was almost twice as long.

"Not all the way in," she begged, watching as inch after inch
disappeared into her sensitive gap. She felt it bottom out with
just over half of it inside. "Shit," she muttered, thinking how
impossibly big this cock was and amazed at how much cock her old
pussy could actually handle.

He began moving back and forth, sliding the meaty tube in and out
of her slit. Spreading her legs wider, she held tightly to the
edge of the shelf, flinching each time it struck the back of her
pussy.

"Take it easy!" she warned moving her ass further away and
putting her hand on his stomach.

"Don't worry, I'm almost done," he grunted increasing his speed.
Biting her teeth and crinkling her face, she closed her eyes and
held her breath, listening to him huffing and panting as he
repeatedly thrust into her sodden hole. For Gloria this was
nothing new but for Lindsey, this is virgin territory.

Her eyes flew open as the bell just above them rang out,
signaling the end of one class and the pending start of another.
Willie's strokes became more frantic as his desire to climax
surpassed his concern of being caught. His harder thrusts were
more painful as he was not longer able to control the depth of
his entry. She cried out several times as the head of his cock
constantly pounded into the same place, over and over again. The
sounds of students approaching increased the tension.

"Umph!" he cried out, pushing his cock into her as far as it
would go. She winced knowing that he was polluting her body with
his filthy cum. None of the others who had cum inside of her
caused this reaction. It wasn't because he was black, hell, she's
fucked more black men than you can shake a stick at, but his
smell and the fact he was physically repulsive made her stomach
churn. All signs of orgasm which had been approaching with Mr.
Hebert were quickly washed away as his sperm filled her hollow
cavity.

It ended just as quickly as it began as Willie suddenly pulled
away from her, rushing toward the storage room to compose
himself, leaving her perched on the ledge, waiting until the
sounds of the students dissipated. Sighing, she slipped quietly
from under the stairs, holding her hand over her pussy as she
made her way to the restroom to clean up. A spotty trail of slime
peppered the path as she was unable to ebb the flow cum from her
leaking hole.

Sitting on the counter, she splashed water between her legs,
squeezing her vaginal muscles and watched as the flow of
secretions slowly lessened to a trickle. Too tender to use hand
towels to dry off, she headed for a cubicle, flopping to the
toilet as the urine hissed from her crack. The area around it was
angry red and puffy, showing signs of intense abuse.

"They really did a number on your pussy, Linds," she whispered
smiling as her voice echoed in the empty room. It was funny
hearing her daughter's voice coming from her like that. Gently
wiping her pussy, she sighed as a pearl-sized drop emerged from
the aching opening. "You've got enough cum pumped into your pussy
to drip for a few days," she joked swiping it away only to sigh
as another soon emerged.

"Where am I supposed to be?" she asked reaching for her backpack.
The sheet Teddy printed up had been haphazardly stuffed into her
bag causing it to become wrinkled and torn on the edges.
"History, great, I've always hated history," she groaned with a
smile. "But then I've always hated all my classes," she added
leaving the restroom with a slight limp caused by her sore pussy.

"And who can tell me what the significance of the Boston Tea
Party was?'" she heard the teacher ask as the door squeaked open.
"Aw, Lindsey, I'm certainly glad to see that you could grace us
with your presence," he remarked sarcastically. "And only twenty
minutes late too, what a joyous occasion," he added with a mock
applause. "Take your seat and try to keep up. You've already
missed the pop quiz so you're docked ten points already."

"Whatever," she mumbled scanning the room for an empty seat. Only
two were vacant, one in the very last row and one right in front
of the teacher's desk. It didn't take much thought to figure out
which one was Lindseys.

"And what exactly are you wearing?" he asked as she made her way
to the front of the class. "You know there is a dress code."

"Bite me," she muttered.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

The stares and whispers from the students sitting behind her gave
her goose bumps and made her pussy tingle. Gloria thrived on this
type of attention and she knew that Lindsey would be crawling
under her desk if she even remotely thought people were talking
about her. Mr. Dobson drummed on about some long forgotten battle
during a war from long ago and as usual, Gloria tuned him out,
instead thinking of ways to take advantage of the situation.

"Miss Foster, what is the answer?"

"Huh?" she asked sitting up to pay attention.

"What is the answer?"

"What's the question?"

"Just as I thought, you weren't paying attention. Looks like you
get no class participation grade," he said to a round of
laughter. "What's gotten into you today?" he asked stepping in
front of her, leaning onto her desk. "This is not like you to
behave like this. You've got the second highest grade in the
class and always bring new insight into the discussion."

"I'm not feeling well."

"Then go to the health clinic."

"They can't help me," she said smiling up at the middle-aged man.
"They don't have what I need," she added rubbing the side of her
foot along his inner calf muscle. He stepped back.

"I don't understand."

"Sit down and you will."

He stared at her for a while before turning away to return to the
other side of his desk. "Like I was saying, the Declaration of
Independence was the colonist's ways of rejecting the British
monarchy on behalf of a new nation. This didn't go over..." his
words were suddenly cut short as his eyes followed where her
hands were traveling. With her legs spread, he had an
unobstructed view between her legs, revealing the absence of
panties. With wide eyes he couldn't pull his gaze from her
exposed vagina. Slowly her right hand trekked upward, stopping
breast level as she openly fondled her perky left nipple that was
clearly visible through her shirt. He hadn't noticed that before
and couldn't stop staring at her sexy young body.

"Mr. Dobson," Lindsey asked raising her hand. This caused her
shirt to pull tightly against her aroused breasts, causing them
to become more noticeable. "Can I be excused?"

"Huh? What did you say?" he asked not paying attention to her
question. Slowly his eyes broke away from her pebble-sized
nipples protruding through the thin material and looked at her
face. "What did you ask?"

"Can I be excused? I'm not feeling well."

"Uhm, yes, uh, you may go," he said sitting at his desk to hide
the reaction she had caused him.

"Will you take me? I mean to the health clinic."

"Don't you know the way?"

"I'm feeling light-headed. I'm afraid I might faint on the way.
I'll need for you to walk with me just in case."

"I'll go with you, Lindsey," a stocky boy from the back called
out.

"No, I want Mr. Dobson," she replied winking at the blushing man.

"I, uh..." he started to speak but stopped as Lindseys hand
disappeared between her legs. She had some sort of hold on him.
Something sultry and sexy. His cock was rock hard, he was
sweating and his heart felt as if it was about to burst from his
chest. "Everyone take out a piece of paper and uh, write two
paragraphs about the Townsend Act. I'll be back to collect them
once I take Miss. Foster to the clinic."

Always the flare for the dramatics, Gloria stood, holding onto
the top of her desk for support as she reached for her backpack.

"Let me get that for you," Mr. Dobson said taking it from her. As
a show of chivalry, he put his arm around her waist to support
her while they walked. Once in the hallway, she turned to face
her teacher.

"Thanks, Mr. D, I appreciate it," she said heading past him the
opposite way.

"Uh, Lindsey, the clinic is this way," he said pointing away from
her.

"I already told you, they don't have what I need," she replied
turning to smile at him. He stood motionless as she raised the
front of her skirt exposing her privates to him in the hallway.
He could feel the blood rushing to his head as his face turned
red. Then she did the unthinkable and began to unbutton her
shirt. "LINDSEY! You can't do that out here!"

"Then come with me," she said turning to walk away. He stood for
several long seconds watching as her hips swayed from side to
side as she walk, overemphasizing her sexuality. A seductive
smile and a quick glance over her shoulder motivated him to
follow. He was twenty paces behind her when she turned the first
corner and was no where to be seen when he reached the spot. "In
here," he heard her voice from the doorway across the hall.

"In the boy's restroom?!?" he blurted out. "Are you crazy? What
are you doing in there?"

"Come in and find out," she said swinging the door open wider to
disclose the fact she was butt naked. Swallowing hard he
approached her, slipping in with her.

"I can't believe I'm doing this!" he muttered as the door closed
behind him. Lindsey was waiting to wrap her arms around his waist
tightly as she stood on tip toes to kiss him. "We shouldn't be
doing this," he stated, raising his head to stare down at her
breasts. She took his hands, guiding them to where he was
looking. "Oh God."

It didn't take him long to cum inside the vampy young girl. He
knew how much trouble he would be in, not just for the fact she
was his student, but for the fact she was underage. He stood
completely still, his cock shrinking inside of her vise-tight
pussy as the realization of his actions came to bear.

"I'm sorry," he said attempting to pull away. Her legs tightly
held him to her.

"I'm not," she replied tracing a line along his dress shirt
buttons.

"We shouldn't have done this. It's wrong."

"It's only wrong when someone doesn't wanna do it. I wanted to,
didn't you?"

"Uh," he replied licking his dry lips. "I guess."

"Then it's not wrong. I wanted it, you wanted it and we did it."

"I could get fired, or worse, go to jail!" he added struggling to
free himself. She felt great. So warm, so wet and very tight.
Better than any woman he'd ever been with. And that crazy
twisting she did with her hips while he fucked her really blew
his mind. Where did such a young girl learn that kind of move? He
knew she was experienced when she went down on him, taking his
seven-and-a-half inch cock completely into her mouth. She even
tried putting his balls into her mouth along with his cock, but
her jaw just wasn't wide enough.

"You won't get into trouble, trust me. I've got everything under
control. Keep your mouth shut and give me an A in the class and
you won't have anything to worry about."

"Lindsey, you already have an A in the class. You didn't need to
have sex with me to earn it."

"I know, the fucking was a bonus," she said smiling. "Anytime you
want a repeat performance, just let me know," she added with a
wink. He felt the grip around his waist lessen and slowly backed
away, freeing his manhood from the sodden slit which had given
him so much pleasure. It flopped from her, releasing a torrent of
slime in its wake. He didn't realize that he had cum so much and
stood watching as the goo dripped from her and pooled on the
floor below the sink.

"I probably should have used a condom, I'm sorry I came so much,"
he said reaching for a towel. Lindsey slide to the sink before
dropping her ass into the bowl. With the water on warm, she
proceeded to rinse her privates like a truck-stop whore preparing
for another trick. He watched in amazement as within a matter of
a minute she had cleaned herself of his cum and was patting
herself dry.

"Looks like you've done that before."

"Yea, a few times," she said pulling the skirt up. "You'd better
get back to class before they send someone out to find you."

"I guess you're right," he told her watching as she dressed. Such
a pretty girl and yet very slutty. If he was twenty years
younger, the things he would do to a little whore like that. But
that's another life. Besides, he has a son a year older than her
and it wasn't right just having those thoughts about her.

"Oh, Mr. B," she said as he turned to leave.

"Yes?"

"This belongs to you," she said pulling the front of her skirt to
her navel. "Anytime you want it, just ask and you can have some."

"I, uh, don't think that will be a good idea, Lindsey. Too much
at stake."

"Your loss, I'm just saying it's yours when you want it." He
swallowed hard before turning to leave.

"If I was twenty years younger," he muttered stepping into the
hall just as the bell sounded for the end of class.

Everyone stared as she stood in the lunch line waiting to be
served. She smiled at the boys who were watching her and snarled
at the girls pointing and whispering. Most looked as if they
wanted to kick her ass for being dressed like the way she was,
but they'll just have to deal with it. Glancing over the sea of
faces she shook her head. Lindsey was right. Most of the men she
fucked were old, fat and gross. With this new body she could have
all of the hot young high school studs she could handle.

"NEXT!" she heard the fat lunch lady call out, breaking her
thoughts. Holding out her tray the dirty-looking bitch flopped a
wad of mush onto the tray. Gloria wrinkled her nose before moving
to the next cafeteria worker. Thank God they were having hot dogs
and not some healthy-diet crap they usually serve. That shit's
okay for Lindsey, but not for her. Making her way to the
condiments, she looked for a place to sit.

"OVER HERE!" she heard someone shout and turned to see Donna
doing some bouncy dance to get her attention. She groaned.
There's no way she was sitting with that geeky nerd for lunch.
She didn't see her often as Lindsey was too embarrassed to bring
her over, but from what she knew of the girl, she was a
goody-two-shoe and would ruin the reputation she's developing.

"Hey sexy," she heard a masculine voice from her right call out.
Following the sound of the voice she noticed a table where all
the jocks were sitting. She smiled. Just like the good old days.
Ignoring her daughter's friend, she joined the boys at the table,
squeezing between two big players.

"Hi boys, mind if I join you?" she joked sitting between them. A
pretty, light-skinned black girl grimaced at her as she eased
down. Curtis was sitting next to her with his arm around her.
"You must be Monica," she said waving to the pretty girl across
from her.

"Morgan," she replied rolling her eyes.

"Sorry," Gloria told her not wanting to get off on the wrong foot
with her, especially since she just fucked her boyfriend a few
hours ago.

"So, Babe, how's it hanging?" one of the guys sitting next to her
asked, putting his arm around her.

"Everything's going great," she replied putting her hand on his
left leg. Not wanting to leave her other chair mate out, she
placed her other hand on his right leg. He jump at first but
quickly put his ham-sized hand over hers, pulling it closer to
his crotch.

"Curtis told us 'bout what happened in the bathroom," the one on
her left leaned over to whisper in her ear. "Said you had the
tightest pussy he ever felt," he added backing away with a smile.

"Want to find out?" she replied squeezing the knot between his
legs. The question caught him off guard as he wasn't expecting
that.

"You offering?"

"If you're interested," she said with a smile.

"I'm interested."

"Let's go then," she said standing. He was dumbfounded, sitting
stunned for a few seconds before standing, towering over her.
"DAMN, I didn't know you were so big."

"I'm big all over, Baby," he said with a wink.

"We'll see 'bout that."

The others at the table did a few cat calls and muttered
something about scoring as they walked away. Everyone except
Curtis. Several eyes followed the pair from the lunch room and
Lindsey noticed Donna staring with a ghastly expression as they
passed her table.

"I'm Toby," he said once they were clear of the noisy room.

"Lindsey," she said feeling his arm going around her shoulder.

"You're new here?"

"I'm a freshman, started with all the other freshmen.

"I don't remember seeing you 'round before. I think I would have
noticed someone as fine as you are running around here half naked
like you are," he said smiling.

"That's sweet, Toby," she said wrapping her arm around his waist.
He was huge compared to her, soaring over her five-foot-three
inch frame by over a foot and at 275 pounds, he out weighed her
by almost 170 pounds. Gloria would love to fuck someone this
size, gives her more to hold on to but poor Lindsey will be
crushed under the Goliath. She began having second thoughts.
Perhaps it was too soon to take another lover, especially one
this size. Her pussy was still burning from over use.

"This way," Toby said directing her down another hall.

"Where are we going?"

"The gym. Well actually the stage in the gym."

"The stage? What's going on?" she asked stopping to look up at
him.

"There's a couch there. Someone donated it to the school for
plays and shit like that. Us players call it the love seat 'cause
that where we take sluts, er, I mean, girlfriends to fuck."

"The love seat huh? Sounds interesting."

"Let's go, there's only about twenty minutes left for lunch," he
insisted tugging on her arm. Her eyes drifted lower, checking out
his crotch and her face suddenly felt hot. He had a hard-on and
the damn thing was snaking halfway down his leg.

"Fuck," she muttered staring at it.

"You're gunna love this thing," he said groping it with his free
hand. Eleven inches of solid hard meat!"

"THAT'S HUGE!"

"Wait 'til you see how thick it is, as big 'round as a water
bottle, and just as heavy," he added with a wink. Lindsey gulped
hard. There's no way her recently deflowered pussy could handle
something like that, it'll tear her in half!

"Wilkinson, what are you doing in the hallway?" she heard a loud
voice echoing.

"Shit, it's Nichols!" he muttered squeezing her hand. "Let's get
outta here!" he said dragging her behind him.

"Wilkinson!"

"Sorry Mr. Nichols, I didn't hear you," he lied stopping to face
the trailing man.

"Let me handle this," Lindsey said stepping in front of the
linebacker. "Hi Teddy Bear."

The snarling expression relaxed as he stopped in his tracks.
"Miss Foster? What are you, uh, why are you, what are you two
doing in the halls?"

"Go back to your office, Ted; we'll talk about this later."

Toby glared down at the scrawny girl shocked that she just spoke
to the 'hall Nazi', like that. As his look returned to the vice
principal, he was amazed to see the man was quietly walking away.
"What was that all about?" he asked still not believing what he
saw.

"Don't worry about it," she said resuming their walk, nearly
being pulled to the ground by his dead weight. "You comin' or
not?"

The gym had a few kids loitering around but most of the kids were
in the court yard just beyond the double doors. Excited, he was
literally dragging Lindsey behind him in his haste to fuck this
hot little slut who just stood up to Nichols. Not only did she
stand up to him, she beat him down, something no one had ever
done.

"Let me help you up," he said grabbing her by the waist, hoisting
her onto the stage. One sideways hop put him next to her. "It's
this way," he said pulling away the heavy velvet curtain to open
a passage. Hesitantly she stepped through doubting her actions.
Gloria wouldn't think twice about screwing some unknown jock, but
Lindsey is still fresh and someone his size could cause some
serious damage.

The stage was dark, only light from above the thick curtain cast
a dim hue across the vast platform. She could hardly see as she
made her way forward, afraid of stumbling over something in her
path. He nudged her from behind, hurrying her along and turned
her just before the back of the stage.

"Over here," he said putting his hand on her shoulder.

The couch was a ragged, burnt orange sofa with holes and tears
along the pillows and back. One leg was missing, supported by a
brick and the arms were filthy and worn. Like a heavy winter coat
he draped over her back, putting more weight on her shoulders
than she could take. Her legs buckled and the pair crashed onto
the couch.

He was a one-man octopus, as his hands went all over her body,
grabbing and squeezing her every place his hands touched. His
mouth covered her as his tongue invaded hers, wetting her chin
with saliva and adding a foul taste to her mouth.

"Fuck you're so fuckin' hot!" he exclaimed pulling his face away
from hers. Seconds later he stood to unzip his pants. Her eyes
had adjusted to the low light and she gasped as the thick slab of
meat flopped from his jeans.

"HOLY SHIT!" she cried out. Length-wise he was almost as long as
Larry, but width was huge. She had never seen one that thick, not
even as Gloria!

"You like it?" he asked waving it at her like a giant sausage.

"Toby, I, uh, I don't think I can handle you, you're much too
big," she said never imagining ever hearing herself saying those
words.

"Com'on babe, just relax. I've been told that before and it
always seems to go in. Well, most of the time anyway." She
bounced slightly as he rejoined her on the couch, snaking his
hand between her legs. "Fuck you're so wet!" he added pushing her
to lay back. Within seconds he was between her legs, poking his
erection in the dark, hoping to find the tight opening. She
tensed each time the head spit her hole briefly before being
redirected.

He was persistent, unwilling to give up until he was successful.
After a dozen stabs, he finally found the right position and the
enormous head slipped fully inside. Lindsey sucked in a breath of
air as her privates were suddenly stretched wider than they ever
had been.

"UGH!" she cried out as his massive hands went under her ass to
raise her higher, propelling himself in a little further. "Take
it easy, damnit! I ain't no tackling dummy, dummy!"

"Shut up, bitch and take it!" he barked back, shoving his bulky
size harder between her legs. She felt something tearing as his
massive cock ripped through her tender flesh, smashing against
the bottom of her hole. Quickly he partially withdrew only to
thrust once again into her.

"Damnit, Toby, I said take it easy!" You're hurting me and you're
too big!"

Her pleas were ignored as his pace increased, driving faster and
harder into her. Fisting the foam cushion beneath her, she spread
her legs hoping to minimize the discomfort as his cock battered
her inside out. She couldn't breathe and produced soft garbling
sounds as he hammered harder into her.

"Please ... slow ... down," she stuttered between thrusts. "Oh
God ... Jesus Christ, my pussy hasn't hurt like this since I had
a baby!" She cried out.

Suddenly he stopped, raising himself above her. "You gotta kid?"

"Huh? What?" she asked still stunned from the beating her insides
had taken.

"You had a baby?"

"Uh, yea, a long time ago," she replied angry at herself for
letting that slip.

"Cool," he told her before resuming his thrusts. Several long
minutes passed before his strokes became irregular and he began
bellowing like an animal. "Shit, shit, shit!" he yelled out as he
jerked repeatedly on top of her. Like a large balloon expanding
and contracting inside of her, she felt him cumming, pouring his
fluids into her crowded vagina.

"Get offa me," she ordered, feebly pushing at his chest.

"Curtis was right; your pussy is really tight. But for me, most
pussies are tight," he added with a chuckle.

"Just get offa me ... please."

Slowly he pulled back, stretching his cock in the process as the
bulbous head stuck firmly inside of her. Finally it popped free,
sending out a gush of liquids. "ARRRRUUGGGGGHHHHH!" she cried out
grabbing between her legs as it suddenly felt as if her pussy had
been doused with gasoline and set on fire. "Motha fuck, it burns!
SHIT!" she whimpered turning onto her side.

Softly sobbing she listened to his buckle clinging as he
redressed. Within a minute she was alone as he stumbled his way
off stage. She couldn't move and held her pussy tightly hoping to
ease the discomfort. Never before had sex hurt that much and she
groaned wondering how long it would take before there was no more
pain. For as long as she could remember sex felt great but she
sort of grew into it, first by her two older brothers and then a
few of their friends. The oldest was twelve-years old when she
began having sex and no one was very big.

Rolling onto her back she reached for her purse. She was saving
it for a rainy day and this would definitely be considered a
rainy day. Digging around she found the small blue baggie and
poured a little of the white powder into the palm of her hand.
One quick snort into each nostril made her head jerk backward,
falling back onto the couch.

"FUCK YEA!" she cried out as the cocaine seeped into her senses.
It didn't hit her all at once but gradually came on like a train
building speed. She felt lightheaded and her heart began racing.
"This is some good shit!" Gloria had been doing coke for over
half of her life, but this was Lindseys first hit. Having
developed a tolerance over the years, the purity was much higher
than the usual street drug and it quickly rushed throughout her
body.

"Oh shit," she mumbled as the feeling of nausea set in. She could
feel something dripping into the back of her throat but didn't
care. The euphoria was taking over and she began to
uncontrollably laugh. "Hell yea this is some good shit!" she said
reaching for her nipples. They were rock hard and felt as if they
would rip through her thin shirt. Haphazardly she unbuttoned her
shirt, spreading it wide as she sat up. "It'll be hard getting
used to these small titties, but I guess they'll grow on me," she
spoke aloud before breaking out into laughter as she thought
about what she had just said.

A sudden burst of light brightened the stage as someone pulled
the curtain aside before stepping inside. She had been
temporarily blinded and squinted to see who it was. A small pin
light suddenly lit the area as the tiny beam was focused on her.

"Good, you're still here," a voice said moving closer. "Toby said
this was where he fucked you." The light was moved away, leaving
dark dancing lights filling her vision. Weight next to her
shifted her body toward the newcomer as she fell onto his lap.
Hands went to her exposed breasts. A second body joined them on
the couch, balancing the weight as she struggled to get upright.
She began to giggle.

"You boys looking for a little fun?" she muttered slurring her
speech slightly. Another hand raced between her legs, pushing a
finger into the slimy goo leaking from her. She spread her legs
wider allowing him better access. The pain was no longer present
as her brain registered the pleasurable sensations the boys were
affording. She moaned dropping her head to the back of the sofa.
The quick sounds of zippers made her smile. "Music to my ears,"
she giggled.

The first boy to sit down grabbed her behind the neck and pulled
her face closer to his lap. Her eyes had once again adjusted to
the darkness and she stared at the rocket of flesh poised for
liftoff. Her mouth encased it within her warm, wet mouth, taking
it to the very depths of her orifice. Another set of hands were
pulling on her hips, trying to get her onto her knees. Slowly she
complied, feeling the gelatinousness substance running down her
inner thighs in the process.

He moved behind her, flipping her skirt above her hips and sank
his hard cock into her soft, tight folds. Both groaned as he
reached her maximum depth, holding it still for several seconds
to get accustomed to the gratifying sensation. She doubled her
efforts in sucking the one boy as the second one began moving
back and forth, building intensity and speed with every thrust.

He was much taller than she was causing his cock to point
downward. The constant stroking of her G-spot, the excitement of
having sex with two boys at once and the coke coursing throughout
her system brought on the largest orgasm she's had in years.
Pulling the cock from her mouth she gripped his pants, fisting
them tightly as the boy behind her slammed harder into her.

"OH SHIT!" she cried out feeling lightheaded as the impending
orgasm raced to her brain. The boy she had been sucking reached
for her dangling breasts and squeezed them, pinching the erect
nipples hard just as her body was racked with spasms. True to
form, Gloria yelled out as her body repeatedly jerked, nearly
throwing the boy behind her from the couch. The sudden outburst
startled both boys as she rutted and grunted like nothing they'd
ever heard before.

The excitement was too much for him as he thrust one last time
before releasing his pent up frustrations deep into the young
slut's hole. Pulse after pulse filled her cavity to over flowing,
sending more cream from her reddened hole down her inner thighs
and to the worn pillows below her.

Snorting like a spooked mare, she engulfed the hard cock still
jutting from the boy's jeans, taking it completely into her
throat with once thrust. He moaned having his cock completely
sheathed into her warm wet mouth. Her hands jerked wildly up and
down, milking the boy for what she knew would soon be coming. The
sated boy backed away panting from exertion. He had been playing
football for four years and she wore him out more in ten minutes
than playing an entire game.

"Fuck me!" she cried out jerking her mouth away from the first
boy. Shocked by her behavior he sat motionless as she threw her
thin legs around him, straddling him like a pony. In one swift
move she had his erection pointed toward her hole and sank down
onto him, fully taking his cock inside. Grabbing his head, she
crushed his face against her breasts as she bounced up and down
on his lap, squeaking and squealing with every thrust.

She was lost in her own world, bouncing up and down as if riding
a pogo stick while crushing his face along her sweaty chest. He
struggled to breathe but couldn't deny the incredible feeling she
was providing. Garbling sounds came from somewhere deep inside of
her as the ringing bell drowned the animal sounds she produced.

Lindsey didn't hear the signal to start the next class and
continued dancing on top of him, holding firmly to the back of
his head while screaming out in ecstasy. Thrusting his hips
upward, they repeatedly crashed into one another, creating a
sloppy, smacking sound within the vast, empty juncture. A second
orgasm was approaching just as the boy's body tensed, giving one
final punch into her pussy before releasing his cum. Both groaned
as his spasms slowed, emptying the contents of his balls into
her.

"I gotta go, bitch," he mumbled as he pried her grip from around
his neck. Unceremoniously he threw her aside, tucking his flaccid
cock into his pants. "Com'on man, let's go," he said reaching for
the pen light.

"Damn what a slut," the other boy said as they laughed heading
for the exit.

Lindsey lay panting, gasping for breath as the curtain closed
behind them. Reaching between her legs she felt the rivulet of
slime leaking from her as it made its way around her shapely ass
to the couch. Sliding a finger inside she chuckled. "Nine cocks
so far today, Lindsey," she muttered aloud. "Who's the slut now?"
she added with a giggle. A deep sigh signaled her need to get
moving. She had to get to class.

Fortunately she was in the gym and had PE this hour. Making her
way to the girl's dressing room, she noticed everyone was gone
except for two seniors putting on their gym clothes. With not
panties to hold in all the cum, a steady flow of liquids coated
her inner legs all the way down to her ankles and left a trail of
droplets back to the basketball court. Wanting to clean up, she
headed for the restroom before removing her skirt. Climbing onto
the sink, she washed her legs and began splashing water between
her legs. The effects of the coke were wearing off and her pussy
was feeling the consequences of so many cocks so quickly.

"Lindsey, what are you doing up there?" she heard a voice from
behind her. It was the senior girls and they were approaching.

"Eeeewww, gross," the other girl said wrinkling her nose as she
noticed her nakedness from the waist down.

"Are you washing your pussy in the sink?" the first one asked
stepping closer. Her pussy still dripped mucus and the water just
intensified the appearance. A large white blob suddenly appeared
from the swollen hole before hanging suspended midair for several
second. "Is that cum?" she added leaning closer.

"You're nasty!" the other girl injected moving to the other side
of her to see what the first girl was talking about. "Eeeewwww
gross," she repeated.

"What a skank!" the first girl added watching as the white
globule broke free, falling onto the stopper.

"Remind me to never use that sink!"

"Come on; let's get out of here before we catch some disease or
something."

Lindsey watched in the mirror as the two girls left, laughing and
joking until they reached the doorway. Turning for one last look,
they burst into laughter once again before disappearing.

"Bitches!" Gloria mumbled as she returned to the business at
hand.

Cleaned and dried off Lindsey headed to the field wearing her
transparent shirt and short skirt. She had no idea which locker
was hers and had no desire to dress out anyway. She wouldn't
subject herself to running around a field chasing a ball or doing
exercises. That was beneath her. Besides, she'll get enough
exercise through sex from now on.

~end of chapter 2~

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