Message-ID: <54211asstr$1153177802@assm.asstr.org> X-Original-To: story-submit@asstr.org Delivered-To: story-submit@asstr.org X-Original-Path: news.supernews.com!not-for-mail From: Lisa Matheston <lisasplayroom@gmail.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <caknb29m997t22prnfhi3a641j2gkqucrp@4ax.com> MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Mon, 17 Jul 2006 12:05:37 -0600 Subject: {ASSM} The Twins Part XVI (FFFM/Incest) Lines: 174 Date: Mon, 17 Jul 2006 19:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr.org/Year2006/54211> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-admin@asstr.org> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@asstr.org> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw WARNING: This is a work of Fiction and does contain sexually explicate ideas that are meant for people 18 or older. If you are younger than 18, in a country that does not allow people to open their minds by reading erotic fiction, or are offended by acts of people loving one another physically read no future. You have been warned. Lisa --- Dear Diary, It was funny tonight we where at the dance, and it was the first time that we have seen Debbie and had a chance to talk, or anything since walking in on our mom and her dad fucking like rabbits. It was good to see her, even though she was there with her boyfriend, it did not take any of us long to remember what happened between the three of us. About an hour into the dance Meg and I both took a break from dance at the same time and met out in the hall to grab something to drink. "Do you know where Debbie and Todd disappeared to?" asked Meg. "No I was out dancing with Ron when they disappeared," I replied. "Do you think we should go find them?" "I think I like that idea," Meg replied as we started out to see if they were anywhere in the school. With only two weeks left of school, most of the students were here at the dance, and with most of us hitting that age where we are interested in playing with each other the parents where out in full force attempting to chaperon the event, but we also knew that in a school that have 700 plus students there are many places that people can go to escape adult supervision. Lucky Meg and I both being Girls no one even batted and Eye when we set off to walk around the school together. We decided to start on the top floor as it was the most secluded and most likely place to find them. As soon as we got to the stop of the stairs and saw that no one was up there out in the hall way Meg turned and moving her body into mine forcing us both up against a row of lockers. Our hands interlocking we kissed, our tongues darting in and out of each others mouths. "Can you believe that in two weeks when we walk out of here we never have to set foot in the place again?" Meg asked, as she started to kiss the side of my neck. "I know I have thought about that, some of these people here we will likely never see again." I replied as my hand lightly brushed against Meg's breast. "Okay if we are going to find Debbie and Todd we had better stop that, or we are not going anywhere but that classroom right there." Meg rasp as my hand firmly cupped her breast. Flicking her nipple through the fabric of her dress and bra, he nipple still responded to my touch. Taking my hand Meg led the way across the hall to the classroom across the hall. When she opened the door we both stopped dead when we heard the slight moan coming from the room. Crouching down we both snuk into the room closing the door behind us a quietly as we could. The lights where out in the room, with the only light coming from the light off of the full moon reflecting in through the windows. not knowing who was moaning we started to look around on all fours hoping not to bump into whoever has enjoy themselves. It only took us a couple of seconds to find who was moaning, peering around a small bookcase at the back of the room we could see that someone was lying on their back, legs strait up in the air with a mans head throughly engaged to pleasing her. The small gold ankle bracelet on the right ankle gave away the identity of the legs that were enjoying themselves. It appeared as though Mrs. Wilson our Physical education teacher was giving a private coaching session. Having no real fear of anyone seeing us we started to move closer to the front and side of the classroom so we could get a better angle. We got about four rows closer to the front when Mrs. Wilson started moaning, "oh god Roy, oh god, I'm gonna cum soon... oh god." Meg and I both stopped and looked at each other, bot racking our brains trying to figure out who "Roy" was. But our attention was pulled back to the two people at the front of the room when Mrs. Wilson let out a guttural moan and started to push his head into her sex, all the while bucking up to meet his tongue with each contraction of her sex. To his credit he never stopped what it was that he was doing even though she was bucking through her orgasm like some sort of wild animal, her thighs clenched tight around his head. Releasing his head as she came down from her orgasm Mrs. Wilson sat up on her elbows on the desk, and we could see that she was totally naked except for her gold chain around her ankle. "My god Roy, if you fuck anything like you eat pussy, I can't wait." exclaimed Mrs. Wilson. Meg and I gave each other a look as this was a completely new side of Mrs. Wilson that we had never even dreamed existed. It was then that Roy stood up and the look of shock on Meg's face I am sure was mirrored on mine when we say that Roy was no other than Constable Jackson, the husband of our English teacher. Roy made quick work of his pants, releasing them and letting them fall around his ankles, taking Mrs. Wilson by the hips he turned her over allowing her feet to stand on the floor. Bending her over the desk he took he engorged cock in his hand and guiding it to her sex we watched while he found the entrance to her sex, inserting just the tip he removed his hand. Before he could get his hand back on her hip Mrs. Wilson rammed herself back into him, enveloping his entire 7" cock in one thrust. Grinding her ass against him, moving his cock around inside of her Roy let out a small moan. "Do you like the way that feels?" Asked Mrs. Wilson "I do my Kegel exercises every day. Feel that, that is me squeezing your cock. When I am done with you Linda will have a hard time pleasing you." Another moan escaped him while I made a mental note to find out what the hell "Kegel exercises" were. Both Meg and I where transfixed watching these two, we had either completely forgotten about Debbie or did not want to miss a single second of the hot action going on at the front of the room. Roy, who despite enjoying Mrs. Wilson's Kegel control started the ram himself in and out of her, slamming her against the desk each time he drove himself into her causing her to brace herself. After a minute, the pace began to pick up and with Mrs. Wilson bracing herself with her hands against the desk, and Roy ramming himself into her as fast as her could, he reached around with his right hand and reached underneath her, His hand finding it's way to her sex, and her clit. Sliding his finger from side to side with each in stock of his cock, Mrs. Wilson once again started to buck and moan back against him. "My god Roy that is incredible... Don't..." Was all that made it out of Mrs. Wilson before he trapped her clit between is finger and thumb, and with a small rub of both she came. She rammed herself back against him hard, barrieing him deep inside her, giving her sex all that is could grip while this man was massaging her clit to ecstasy. From the shudders that moved though her body I counted at least 10 waves of pleasure that enveloped her while Roy let out a Grunt and shake and cum deep inside of her. "Oh god, I feel you coming inside of me... Cum in me Roy, cum in me please!" Mrs. Wilson pleaded as Roy was unloading his cock inside of her. When he stopped and slumped forward covering her, Meg turned and motioned to me that we should get out of there before one or both of them came to their senses. Crawling back to the door we came in, we quietly opened the door, and crawled out. "Is there somebody there?" We heard Mrs. Wilson ask as the door clicked closed behind us. We ran down one flight of stairs, and down the hall part was down before we stopped long enough to talk. "My god can you believe that?" Asked Meg. It was then that I noticed a light coming from underneath the wrestling room door. Motioning to Meg to be quiet, I moved over to quietly open the door to see what was happening. What I was shocked me for a couple of seconds. --- I hope you enjoyed, send me your thoughts either through the feedback form on the home page, or email at lisasplayroom@gmail.com More stories and my New blog's can be found @ http://www.lisasplayroom.com [kisses] Lisa -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <story-submit@asstr.org>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-admin@asstr.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+