French Class

By Shadow Cleric

Chapter Five

Saturday rolled around sooner than I had expected. Sally had managed to be discreet around school, and I'd told her to be on her best behavior in class. Indeed, Friday she got back a quiz and she'd aced it. I think I actually saw Charlette smile at her.

It was around 11am when Sally and I pulled up to Anita's house. It was spacious place, with some land around it. She came from a wealthy family, so her teacher's salary was just gravy. I looked over at Sally, to make sure she was still all right. She had her hair down, and was dressed in a thin, sleeveless sundress. The red flowered print matched her hair. I took Sally's hand and I walked into the house. I wasn't sure how Charlette would react. I knew Anita would be OK; she wasn't too picky as long as she got it as hard and frequently as possible.

"I'm here!" I called out, "And I brought a..." I stopped when I caught sight of Charlette coming out of one of the bedrooms. Her smile faded instantly and a look of extreme anger came over her.

"What's she doing here?" Charlette demanded. She was wearing sandals, bikini bottoms, and nothing else. Her large C-cup breasts hung firmly in the air, jiggling slightly as she spoke.

"Charlette, I know you don't think too highly of Sally..." I began. Charlette snorted, rolling her eyes at me. She turned to walk away.

"Ms. Dubois, please! Let me explain." Sally pleaded with her.

Charlette froze in place and then spun around. "Explain?! Explain what? That you're here to interrupt my peace of mind? That you want to ruin the only happiness in my life? I have gone home and cried for hours from the stress that you and your little shit friends put me through. The rudeness, the disrespect. All of it. And now you're here, invading my personal life? What's there to explain?"

Tears were starting to form around Charlette's eyes. I hadn't expected this kind of reaction. My stomach turned with fear and doubt. Anita had joined us, but had stayed off to the side, unsure, like me, of what to do next.

"Ms. Dubois, I know I've been a terrible student. And I want all that to stop. Jean-Marc's shown me that I can be so much more than I am. And I want to be so much more in life. I've broken up with my boyfriend, ditched my friends. I'm making a clean start. A new life with new friends...new lovers." She began undoing the buttons on her dress. One by one they came away, and she slipped the dress down off her body. Charlette watched in undisguised fascination, as Sally revealed her naked body to us all. "I saw you and Jean-Marc make love on your desk. At first I thought I just wanted to be loved like that. Now I know I want to be loved by him...and you."

Sally approached an immobilized Charlette, "Show me, teach me." Her lips touched Charlette's. The blonde teacher returned the kiss hesitantly. "Let me be your student." They kissed again, then Sally slid down to Charlette's breasts, "Let me be your friend." Finally she slid to her knees, pulling Charlette's panties down around her ankles, "Let me be your lover."

Without a hint of hesitation, Sally dug her tongue into her teacher's blonde snatch. Charlette leaned back into the wall, eyes closed, hands running through the freshman's red curls.

Anita, who was topless when I first saw her, had stripped out of her bottoms and was walking over to me. "I think we should let them get acquainted, don't you?" Anita gave me a look that broached no debate; besides, the sight of the nude Hispanic teacher was more than enough to divert my attention. "Come mi amore. I need you." She was undressing me as we went outside. We both slipped into the pool together, naked and aroused.

We kissed for several long minutes, pausing only briefly as we heard Charlette's scream of pleasure. "So my young stud, can you make me scream as well?" It was a challenge; one I knew I could meet. I pushed her into the shallow end of the pool and pressed her legs apart, ramming my cock into her. She grunted and then bucked her hips back into mine. Our lips locked, tongues probing. It was wild, but I wasn't getting the resistance I needed.

I pulled out of her and pushed her up onto the stairs and out of the pool. In my haste, Anita tripped on the grass, landing soundly on her knees and hands. I was on her in a second, cock tearing into pussy from behind. Fucking her hard and rough, the way I knew she liked it.

"Soy su hembra," she moaned as I worked her pussy brutally. I had my hands around her waist as I banged Anita. Her firm brown ass shook as I hammered each thrust home. "M�s! M�s! Ay! Tu es un dios! Si! Si! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!" Her tight cunt twitched around my cock, my balls clenched, the exploded their seed into the gasping Spanish teacher.

When I finished my work inside her, I slipped out and left her on the ground, returning to the pool to cool off. Anita rose a moment later, grabbed the hose, and cleaned herself off, making a little show of it first, of course. She toweled of and went inside, asking my what kind of pizza I liked.

Once my heart rate slowed, I could hear grunting, moaning and screaming from the master bedroom. I could tell Sally and Charlette were 'working things out' nicely.

After a few more minutes, I slipped out of the pool and laid out on large lounge chair in the shade (no sense in sunburning the goods). I had almost dozed off when a voice brought me back to reality, "I should probably be very mad at you, Jean-Marc."

"Probably, but you know you'd be wrong."

Charlette straddled my naked body, her soft cunt lips stroking my deflated penis. "Yes I would be wrong. She's...I don't know how to say it."

"She's a wildcat. Hungry and fierce." my cock was swelling, the tip pushing its way into Charlette's wet cunt.

She stroked me back and forth, stimulating me into action. Charlette bent down and kissed me. "Thank you for bringing her though. It was...satisfying."

I was back to full strength now, and Charlette pressed all the way down, ramming my member all the way inside her. She seemed calm, at peace as we made slow, sweet love. My mouth sucked at her tits as she rode up and down over my shaft. She had her eyes closed, her face placid as we moved toward our mutual climax.

"Mon dieu, Jean-Marc. Vous me faites le sentir comme une femme!"

"That's because you are a woman. A beautiful, vibrant, loving woman." We kissed and as we did our bodies released their pent up tensions, my cock pumping wads of sticky cum into my teacher.

As our bodies cooled, sated from their coupling, Charlette pulled off of me and laid beside me. "So what did you do with Sally?" I asked quietly.

"She's resting right now. She had some issues to work out, but now I'm happy with her." She kissed me softly on the lips and excused herself. "I need to go clean up before the pizza boy arrives. I suggest you cover up a bit.

I grabbed my shorts and sneaked a peek into the master bedroom as I put them on. Sally was asleep, she was under the covers, head turned away from me. She looked calm and peaceful so I let her be.

Pizza was delivered a short while later and the three of us ate quietly as to not disturb Sally. When we'd eaten our fill, we cleaned up, Anita and Charlette teasing each other. Before I knew it, the brown-skinned slut had my French teacher pinned to the ground. Sliding her panties' crotch aside, Charlette dove a tongue into Anita's pussy. She didn't mess around either, tongue fucking her lesbian lover's pussy with reckless abandon. It was an intense sight to behold; Charlette gripped Anita's hips and licked her with all the strength she could muster with her tongue. Anita came within mere minutes, then, springing to her feet, dragged Charlette back to one of the empty bedrooms.

I followed a short distance behind them. The blonde giggled as she bounced off the bed. Anita pulled a drawer open and pulled out a large dildo. Charlette's eyes widened with amorous delight as Anita slid into bed with the monstrous tool in hand. First she dipped it into her own cunt, plunging it deep inside, moistening it fully. She slid it out, shuddering at the sensation and then eased it into her blonde lover. Charlette laid back, letting the dildo fill and stretch her cunt. I watched in lecherous fascination as Anita worked the tool expertly within Charlette's body. Charlette, on the other hand, had little to say or do as Anita slowly pushed in and out of her cunt. Soft moans were to only communication that the blonde seemed capable of.

Soft groaning from down the hall interrupted my show. Figuring Sally to be awake, and the only pussy I hadn't fucked today, I walked down the hall and opened the door. Sally was at the edge of the bed, trying weakly to stand, her skin pale. She looked exhausted. Her lips were red and swollen, her eyes were half-open, unfocused. I rushed to her side, and lifted her up.

"Sally, you all right?" she was light in my arms.

"Yes, I'm fine. Ms. Dubois just needed to...to..."

"What?" I was beginning to get worried.

"I was bad. I needed to be punished." she turned to show me her bottom, red, and swollen.

"Sally, I'm so sorry, I had no idea."

"Shush. I needed it, she needed it." the redhead brushed my cheek and smiled weakly, "I needed something to remind me of what I was, and what I will never be again. Ms. Dubois needed retribution for all the pain I've caused her. Now we're even. I'll be all right." she breathed a heavy sigh, "Can you take me to the pool? I think the cool water will do me some good."

I scooped her into my arms and carried her out the sliding glass doors and slipped her softly into the water. I pulled my shorts off and joined her. Sally perked up immediately, and began swimming the length of the pool. In time at all, the redness was gone from her behind and the color had returned to her skin.

"You're looking better." I smiled as she slid up to me on the steps.

"Feeling better too." she smiled, tilting her head up and soaking up the sun's rays. "I feel changed, matured. Thank you for bringing me." She slid over me and landed a large, wet kiss on my lips. Her hands played over my half-swollen cock and my balls. "Anything left in there for me?"

I pulled her onto my lap, bringing her nipples to my mouth, "Well, let's just see now."

I bit one tit, eliciting a soft gasp from Sally. I held her ass in my hands, stroking the smooth skin. My mouth roamed around her chest and neck. I nibbled her earlobes, whispering dirty thoughts into her ear.

By now I was fully aroused and placed the tip of my cock into Sally's tight opening. It slid around me like soft, warm silk. We kissed softly, then, with a soft moan, she slid the remainder of my manhood inside her.

No words were exchanged, but our eyes locked, focused on each other. The girl I thought I knew was turning into a woman. A woman I was falling in love with. As her tight cunt stroked my up and down, strong feelings, different than those I felt for Charlette and Anita, built up inside me. I stroked Sally's bottom lovingly as our pace quickened. Her lips met mine as her vagina squeezed my penis, her arousal mounting ferociously. Her hips slapped mine in the shallow water, waves of water rushing out from our coupling. Sally's lips broke from mine as she arched her head back, her primal scream, high-pitched at first, then low and guttural echoed off the house. The site of my girlfriend's orgasm was more than enough to send me over the edge. My balls tensed as large globs of cum shot into her convulsing pussy.

When I was finally spent, Sally laid herself down on my body, letting the cool water soothe and comfort us. She let out a soft sigh.

"I love you, Sally," my voice soft and calm.

I could feel her body relax into mine, "I love you too, Jean-Marc."

[To be continued...]

Special thanks to Babelfish for the spanish translations.

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