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o The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of o
o stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the o
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Caitlin's Story (M/ff-teens)
by Tayla
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Being the new guidance counselor at an exclusive private school, I am
responsible for setting up appointments with the students to let them voice
concerns about the school as well as discuss personal things if need be.
Caitlin came to my office unannounced an hour after school was
over. Ordinarily I would have been annoyed at the intrusion, but she and I
had locked eyes on several occasions. She instinctively knew that I would
fuck her if I had the chance.
When I rose to close the door, she clicked the lock and grabbed my
balls. "Do you want to fuck me today? I've seen how you look at me," she
said seductively.
"Now Caitlin," I stammered, "take it easy. I'm your counselor."
"Well you can counsel me on how to suck your dick, although I'm pretty
good at it already," she said boldly, fondling me.
"How did you get so good at it, Caitlin?" I asked as I watched her
take down my zipper.
"My dad's best friend taught me. I started sucking cock at 12."
"You were sucking cock at 12?' I asked incredulously.
"Deep throating like an expert," she boasted.
"Where did you do it?"
"He has a workshop out back of his house. It's kind of secluded. I
would sneak over the back way to join him," she said taking my dick out
slowly. "I want to suck your dick now, Mr. LaPorte. Right now." She dropped
to her knees.
This girl gave my dick a royal sucking. She has had plenty of
experience, I thought as I came hard, deep in her throat. Not a drop of my
sperm spilled past her lips.
"Has he fucked you yet?" I asked as she licked me clean.
"Oh yes, many times, but not until I was 16. He ate my pussy for 4
years twice a week. But then shortly after my 16th birthday, he fingered my
red pussy and said, 'I think you're ready for my dick.'
"He had made this special table that I could sit on. It was the right
height so that he could fuck me sitting while he stood. There were two
little sections to put my legs into so that my pussy was spread just right
for him. I'll never forget that day. We both watched as he eased his huge
cock slowly into my pussy."
"Was he able to take it to the hilt?"
"Yes, yes. I was no virgin. I had long since deflowered myself. He
push it to the hilt then rested for a moment before her started
pumping. Have you ever seen a grown man cry in pure pleasure? Well, this
one did. Each time he pulled out and pushed in, the tears came. He said my
pussy was so exquisitely tight and hot that he wished he never had to come
out."
"Did he , you know, get a little rough?"
"Rough? Rough, you mean like slamming the meat into me, hurting me
with it? Damn straight, he did. I like my dick hard and delivered harder."
"Sounds like you enjoyed his fucking," I said reaching under her
uniform skirt. "How long did he fuck you?" I said easing my hand inside her
wet panties.
"Until my already red, sore pussy was redder and sorer. His dick was
like a piston."
"How did you fuck him back?"
"I sucked his dick with the walls of my pussy. He went crazy when I
came, his dick deep inside me, screaming into his mouth. He rammed me so
hard my ass rose from the table.
By now I had my hand firmly on her pussy. I rubbed a finger up and
down her slit as she closed her eyes to remember the fucking while feeling
my finger.
"Did his wife ever discover the affair?" I asked as I inserted a
finger into her.
"She came out to the shop one Sunday afternoon. His cell phone was
dead and she had a message from his mom."
"Was his dick in you when she came in?" She pushed further onto my
finger and screwed it.
"To the fucking hilt. He was screwing me and sucking my tongue as if
this would be his last fuck."
"What did she say?" I put another finger in her sweet pussy.
"Bob," she said, "Your mom called. I have a mess.......She stopped
dead in her tracks. Bob and I looked at her as she watched him pump my
pussy.
Bob pleaded, "Please let me finish, honey. Please let me have her. I
have to come inside her. She's so good, baby. I'll die if I don't come in
her." She nodded.
"What did she do as he fucked you?" I now had three fingers inside her
and brushed her lips with mine. "Tell me, honey."
"She stepped behind me and kissed my neck and shoulders. She
discovered the sensitive spot on my shoulder and sucked it. Her palms
skimmed my breasts as we both watched Bob dick me, pumping like a
maniac. He came hard, crying hard. I swear I felt his sperm shoot into my
stomach. The two of them had me cumming up the walls, too."
"What happened when you came down? Was there a scene?"
"There was a scene all right. She pushed Bob away after he pulled out
and handed him a tissue to wipe his eyes. She dropped to her knees before
me and sucked her husband's sperm from my pussy. I came three times in her
mouth."
"When was the last time you fucked them?" I asked still pumping my
fingers into her dripping cunt.
"I had a crying Bob before dinner yesterday in the shop on the
table. Mercy, his wife, stopped me on the way to school this morning. She
had to take me to school because I missed my bus. I heard it driving by as
she screwed my pussy on the chaise lounge in their bedroom. Her pussy was
so hot when it touched me."
"Were you naked when she took you?"
"I only took off my panties. She ate me roughly and quickly, but what
she really wanted was the pussy to pussy contact. I was really into it too,
rubbing her soft, smooth ass as she kissed and screwed me, moaning
obscenities in between. This is so good, I thought as I had my first
orgasm. She called me a hot cunt thieving bitch as she ground into me
making us both cum hard."
"Do you want to cum now, Caitlin? Do you want my dick in you?"
"Yes, please, Mr. LaPorte. Please fuck me."
I pulled my fingers from her dripping cunt and licked them
clean. Thrusting my tongue past her lips, I let her taste herself in my
mouth. I propelled her to me desk, leaned her over face down, raised the
little skirt, removed the wet panties, spread her legs and placed my dick
at her pussy lips. "Hard or gentle, Caitlin?"
"Hard, Mr. LaPorte. Make it hurt bad."
With that, hard as steel, I plunged my dick into her
inferno. Everything in me went into that first plunge. I went so deep, it
seemed my dick was in her chest. I now know what Bob felt. I fucked her
hard and long until we both came biting our knuckles to stifle the
screams. I wiped tears from my eyes with the back of my hand before I eased
out.
Kelly still fucks Bob and Mercy, but she fucks me more since she now
"works" for me after school. I live for the day when I can fuck her
somewhere other than the office. I want my dick lodged in her cherry ass
before one of them takes it. My dick throbs at the prospect.