Megan Clearwater, female, 27 (16 in flashback)

	- Chemistry teacher

	- Beige-white skin, 5'8, 165lbs, dirty-blonde shoulder-length hair

Chloe Harmon, female, 33

	- High school Vice-Principal, mother of Channa

	- Beige-white skin,  5'6, 140lbs, medium-brown hair with cropped bangs

Channa Harmon, female, 15 

	- High school sophomore, daughter of Chloe

	- Pale white skin, 5'1, 110lbs, long yellow-blonde hair

Howard Framkin, male, 17

	- Dark-olive skin, 6'1, 185lbs, dark short wavy hair

Megan buzzed through her Sunday, catching up on the days worth of work she had put off. Her home felt strange to her after the unbelievable last few days with Chloe. She relived each moment and barely managed to keep her hands out of her panties. Chloe's soft lips, her tangy cunt, the rich and sweet smells of her unwashed pussy, of her scat. Megan couldn't stop thinking about it.

Worn out at the end of the day, she pondered calling Chloe before deciding she would see how she was doing in the morning. She stripped down to watch some TV, visions of Chloe's pussy and lips and ass danced through her head. Later she slouched to her bed and dropped out of her crazy weekend.

- - -

Monday morning found Megan slow to get moving. She ached. She was horny. She felt a little out of balance. Still, she managed to get herself mostly ready on schedule, and she took a moment to unpack her overnight bag, tossing some dirty clothing in the hamper. She paused her efforts when she realized what was now in her hand.

Channa's panties, the ones Chloe had let her smell briefly, were no longer damp but still showed the stains from the teen's cunt discharge and ass. This might be a great way to start the day... Conflicted only a moment, Megan slid into bed and unzipped her slacks.

Bringing the girl's panties to her face, Megan sniffed the crotch slowly as she slipped a hand into her pants. She swirled her clit and dipped fingers into her wetness below. She smelled the girl's sex, her stale essence still detectable on the fabric. Channa had been horny, and the sensation of sniffing the teen's underwear had Megan approaching an orgasm.

Megan rubbed her G-spot, massaging up into her vagina, sliding two fingers in and out, and returned to stroke her clit. The girl's scents, her aroma, left Megan feeling high as she rode the wave that was about to crash. A sniff down the panties to the brown spot brought new smells to her and Megan bore down hard on her clit.

Her climax hit hard, her hips thrusting, her moans echoing in the room. She thrust her fingers behind her G-spot and stroked the firming tissues. Quickly, the sensations exploded and Megan ejaculated her squirt, forcefully drenching her hands and soaking her panties. As she slid back down from her high, Megan draped the panties on her nose and inhaled the teen's forbidden smells into her lungs while her whole body vibrated.

Megan lay quietly a while before she realized she would be late for work. She checked her slacks and noted they seemed to hold in the wetness. She zipped up, gathered her things and was out the door.

- - -

Monday was a fairly typical Monday. Megan and Chloe only had a few moments to talk, and no chance to talk intimately, but they agreed to get together Thursday or Friday for certain.

At home, Chloe tried to keep things 'normal' with Channa. They largely avoided the dilemma hanging over them and kept the mood pleasant and mild. Each tried to focus on school or work, and the evening became late. Chloe took Channa's soiled mattress to the dump, and the replacement she'd ordered would be delayed until Tuesday afternoon. Channa wanted to sleep in her mom's bed again, so the two women snuggled up together to get some sleep.

It was Channa's idea that they only wear panties since that was how she usually sleeps. Chloe typically wears a nightshirt and panties, but if her daughter was comfortable topless, she would be too. Channa backed into her mother who wrapped her arms around her and draped a leg over her daughter's calves. Channa sighed and pushed back a bit, settling her small ass against her mother's crotch.

Chloe was the first to fall asleep, Channa drifting but not sliding completely away. The teen heard her mom began to breathe in a regular cycle. So many thoughts slipped through her head. What would it be like to have my mom be my first? Will it fuck me up? I've heard about some fucked up people whose parents slept with them. Why does this feel good, feel... warm... she's so warm. Mom's pussy is heating my ass... oh, wow... that's nice.

Then she felt her mom's hips sway very slightly. Just a little in and back. Back into Channa's ass. Almost as if she's humping me... Twice more she felt the motion and then her mom was still, her breathing never changing.

Channa shifted a bit and realized her Mom's nipples were hard and poking into her back. The teen moved her shoulders up and down a bit, feeling the hard and soft contrast of her mother's breasts play out across her back. Channa noted the significant difference between her's mother's heavy chest and her own small mounds. When will my tits ever get bigger? They've been the same size for two years now. Channa's breasts were the size of apples, and pointed straight out, puffy nipples still dotting the tips. She brought her hand up and played with her own nipples for a moment before taking her mom's sleeping hand and slowly moving it over her breast where the girl held it tight against her. The warmth and softness of her mother's touch made Channa sigh and feel relaxed. She soon drifted off to sleep.

- - -

Megan's Monday evening consisted of several hours of grading papers, restocking her supply bag, and doing laundry. She had yet to shower since masturbating early that morning and smelled her ripeness as she hummed through her chores. She stripped off her clothes to complete the wash load when she realized she could really use a dump. She hadn't thought about pooping her panties the last day or two but found her clit hard and wanting to have some dirty fun.

She pulled her panties to her nose and felt wetness drool down her leg as she inhaled the scent of her own unwashed pussy and ass. Megan pulled the panties on, then went to her nightstand to find a special toy, one she only rarely plays with. One she felt she needed right then.

The ejaculating dildo was unique amongst Megan's toys. She had several dildos and vibrators, whips, cuffs, plugs, beads, blindfolds, a strap-on or two and spare harnesses. Assorted items she's collected and played with, both alone and with girlfriends. Her standard go-to for masturbating was a thin, short curve-tipped vibrator, or maybe it was the flesh-colored ribbed dildo. Depended on the day.

The ejaculator was different than the rest. Not only did it ejaculate, at the press of a button, a premixed fluid that was much like real semen, it was the only one she used when she wanted to fantasize about having a man inside her. It was a rare fantasy, but one based in her one real experience with a man. Man, ha! Boy, really. Tonight would bring a new twist to the rare standard.

Several layers of towels were placed on the bed, then Megan lay down on her back, thighs spread, panty covered crotch ready for her load. She ran fingers into her hairy cunt and inhaled what they brought back. Unwashed cunt and stale urine met her nose and she felt her nipples harden in response. Again she inhaled and felt her pussy throb its approval.

She called the dildo “Howard” for one reason: Megan's only experience with a boy had happened when she was sixteen, and it happened with Howard. Placing the dildo inside her, button in hand to trigger its ejaculate, she thought back to that distant, thrilling experience.

- - -

At sixteen, Megan had never really dated anyone. She'd had a couple of guy friends she kind of liked, and a couple of close girls she thought were more her style, but she thought dating boys was what she was supposed to do. Her parents encouraged her to go out with guys, as did her friends, so she felt a pressure not to seek female companions.

Howard was a geek, a real nerd. Great at science, math, avid reader, and social introvert. He participated in some school clubs, math team, debate team, but was never found at dances, football games, or parties. He was tall, a bit awkward, but Megan found him attractive from a distance.

Megan was a bit shy but pretty outgoing otherwise. She often attended dances, games, and parties, but wasn't a regular or part of the 'cool kids.' No one had ever shown an overly-strong attraction to her, and her shyness kept her from pursuing anyone. As if she knew who she wanted to pursue, of course.

Megan had quietly discovered masturbation at 13 and frequently settled into her bed, the bathtub, or really most anywhere she could find that was private to rub one out. Sometimes she fantasized about boys or girls, but it was the girls who tended to catch her attention. She kissed a couple of girls at 15, but it was just good fun and never went further. She kissed her first boy a few weeks ago, one of the shy guys in her history class. They even hung out a couple times with other people, but they never did more.

After she turned 16, Megan's horniness started getting out of control. Girls were becoming the focus of all her fantasies and despite willing herself to consider guys, she just couldn't get herself off thinking about boys, imaging their penises inside her. Not that the thought grossed her out, just that it didn't do it for her.

Since her freshman year, she had sniffed her way around the girl's locker room frequently while volunteering time for the girl's volleyball team. She sniffed sweaty panties and damp shorts as often as possible, relishing the different smells from each girl. Megan got to where she could tell who the panty belonged to within a couple of inhalations. The smell of girls turned her on, and she came whenever she could to those panties.

It got her through a year or two, keeping her sexual needs sated. But the last few weeks, she's felt the pressure to get a boyfriend. A pressure to seem normal to her friends. They thought it odd that the she never dated given they had seen more than a few classmates, and a couple of teachers, checking her out.

A Friday night volleyball match found her hanging on the sidelines watching her team solidly beating a neighboring school when she noticed Howard in the stands. Something about Howard caught her eye that time. Maybe it was the cautious way he sat. Maybe it was that his long bangs looked a bit too soft. Perhaps his darker-than-tan skin looked enticing. Whatever it was, she acted on her impulse and went to talk to him.

“Hey Howard. How goes?”

“Hi, uh, good. Sorry, you are...?”

“Megan. You're on the Math Team. I've come to a couple of events.”

“Megan. Ok, yeah, maybe I've seen you.” The slim dark boy looked nervous and got quiet.

An uncomfortable silence started to form but Megan jumped in. “Never seen you at the matches before. I work them. Do the laundry for the team. Don't recall seeing you here.”

“Yeah, uh, right... I'm trying something new. I'm a junior... never been to a single sports game before. This is my first.”

Megan smiled. “Nice... well, do you like it?”

“Umm, yeah, yeah I do. I don't really understand the rules, but I'm liking it so far.”

Megan sat down and spent the next hour or so chatting with the boy and explaining the rules to him. Then she told him about each player from the team, who each was dating, where each might go to college, and he sat listening and trying to absorb the information. Megan caught him looking into her eyes and glancing at her breasts several times and she became very turned on. Both enjoyed the conversation.

Once the match ended, Megan excused herself, noted how hard clit throbbed in her panties, and determined she would snag a pair of someone's shorts or panties tonight and masturbate furiously. She followed the team into the locker room and tried to not get caught staring at the girls as the stripped off sweaty clothes and exposed their ripe smells to her nose and their ripening bodies to her eyes.

Successful in her attempt to grab a pair of panties from the tall redhead Harriett, she headed out to her car after most of the team had left. The parking lot was fairly empty, but she noticed someone standing by a small car, looking a little agitated. Uncertain and a bit concerned, she hustled to her car, reaching it as she heard her name called.

She looked toward the voice and saw Howard walking up nervously. He said hello and thanked her for befriending him and helping him learn. She caught a whiff of cologne and enjoyed the spicy fragrance. It took a few moments of small talk before he got up his courage. “Megan, willyougooutsometimewith... with me?” He realized he had just mumbled his words and hoped she got the point.

Megan accepted and asked what he was up to right then. She drove him to the pizza and video game spot and enjoyed a couple of hours of innocent fun. But as the time passed, Megan's thoughts kept turning to her clit. She'd felt her clit rubbing in her panties all night and felt she might cum if she moved just right.

Driving him back to his car, she got up the nerve and put her hand on his leg. He jumped as she did but surprised her by putting his hand on her leg and stroking it lightly. She smiled, butterflies taking her stomach, and pulled into the parking lot. Once stopped, she leaned over and kissed him. A simple kiss at first, but more probing as she continued. Howard, still nervous but very willing, kissed her back and soon the two were locked together, arms around and stroking each other's back.

Howard came up for air, looking at Megan. “There's a place... We could go there... I've heard a couple guys say it... Back in the woods, behind the parking lot. I know they go there all the time...”

Megan nodded her ok and she grabbed a few of the loose towels she always kept handy before walking from the car into the woods with Howard. He led her slowly in the dark for ten minutes before they found it: a soft, small clearing, just large enough for a small handful of people to make out. Megan thought it would be perfect for her first time.

She put down the towels and lay down with Howard, kissing and touching each other's arms and stomachs. She paused. “I've never... I want you to be my first.”

Howard's voice was a cracked whisper. “I've never either.”

“Do you have a condom?”

“No.”

Megan hesitated, then knew immediately she was going to take him inside her anyway. Stupid or not, her sixteen-year old mind decided she wanted this boy's penis to penetrate her, no matter what. Megan was attracted to Howard, in a way she'd never been to any boy previously. She started sliding her hands down his legs and he slid his fingers onto her breasts. Before long, his hands were inside her blouse, and her hands were finding his rising manhood. He slid a hand under her skirt and felt her wetness. Someone else's hands were on Megan's crotch for the first time, and she was loving it.

Never slowing, he pulled down her panties and pushed her over on her back. Megan spread her legs, watching the boy prepare to penetrate her. She'd taken her own hymen long ago, so she didn't worry about that. Instead, she wondered if her vagina was good enough that he might enjoy it. Strange thought, but it crossed Megan's mind that since she wasn't attracted to most boys, maybe there was something wrong with her slit.

Howard pushed forward and ended Megan's doubts, taking her virginity in one smooth motion, penetrating her wet vagina with his penis. Both teens moaned. The boy held fast inside her, her tight teen pussy squeezing his hard penis. Megan felt full, more than she could have imagined. Her tight cunt had never been penetrated by anything but fingers until Howard's dick slid inside. He began to pump into her, withdrawing a bit before sliding back in. He didn't rush it, and she began to orgasm within a few thrusts. Megan came hard with the boy inside her, his cock felt hot and hard and wonderful penetrating her vagina. The hair on his cock tickled her pubic hairs and the sensations brought a wave of pleasure to Megan's climax.

Her pussy flooded and Howard's cock slid a bit more smoothly. He thrust a few more times, breathing into her ear as he held himself against her, rocking his hips between her spread thighs. He moaned and held his penis inside a second. Megan felt the first squirt of ejaculate inside her, and her clit exploded again. Howard's dick twitched and shot another spurt of sperm as Megan spasmed around him. Semen filled her vagina. Megan felt his cock sliding between her legs and moaned as Howard grunted and emptied the rest of his load deep in her little hole.

They lay like that for several moments, Howard leaving his softening penis resting in her clenching vagina. Finally he pushed back and out of her. Megan felt wetness run out of her slit and down over her anus. Howard had left his load inside of her, and she loved it.

While they sat quietly, Megan burst out laughing. Howard looked horrified. “Uhh...what? Why is this funny?”

“Howard, Howard. I'm just laughing because everyone makes such a big deal about your first time being awful and awkward. This was neither, it was great!” Megan smiled and kissed him gently. He returned the grin and relaxed again, his semen still leaking from Megan's small hairy slit...

- - -

That night was the only time anyone ever came inside Megan's pussy. The only sperm she had ever felt, ever held inside her. She never saw it, never even thought to taste it. But thinking of the real Howard's penis ejaculating inside her tight virgin vagina kept 'Howard' the dildo humping her powerfully. Megan felt her cunt tighten, ready to receive the load.

She'd used 'Howard' just a few times over the years, but after her wild weekend of unexpected new experiences, she had felt an urge to relive her first time, and she needed 'Howard' for that.

Megan stroked 'Howard' in and out of her pussy underneath her moist smelly panties. She saw her hairs slide with along the edges, sweat and cream smearing and streaking its length. Imagining Howard's penis that night, thrusting and strong, brought her to the brink, and when 'Howard' started ejaculating inside her, Megan bore down, pushing out her anus and sending a long firm poo to push against her panties.

The warm stool against her ass and the smell of her bowel movement combining with the ejaculations inside her vagina brought Megan to orgasm. The first wave crested and she cried out as she came around the ejaculating dildo. More poo pushed past her ripening anus and spread messily into her underwear. Another shot creamed her insides as her clit vibrated her release. Megan felt ejaculate drip down her cunt and over her defecating asshole. Smelling her messy discharges made Megan drunk with pleasure while her body shuddered and shit. The ejaculating dildo slowed and stopped as Megan relaxed, the last spurt entering her vagina weakly, and everything came to rest.

Megan lay for a while, hand on 'Howard', still half-buried in her hairy cunt. Ejaculate leaked out of her vagina, and the warm stool in her panties spread out over her ass. Megan inhaled everything. The rank shit, her ripe unwashed pussy, a heady mix of sex and scat and sweat and cum. Megan started to wonder again why this turned her on so much, but she let the satisfying and forbidden smells be their own answer for now.

She cleaned herself up and got ready for bed, thinking once more about Howard before drifting off to sleep. After that night together, the two went on a couple of dates, but didn't again have sex. The timing was never quite right, and Howard quickly began drifting away from her, and from most everyone else as well. Megan didn't find another boy she felt attracted to, and soon went back to sniffing panties and dreaming about girls.

She didn't know til the end of the year that Howard was gay. He came out in the high school paper, something unheard of at the time. But he did it, and it changed Megan's life for the better.

That made Howard the first person she knew to come out at her school. She knew there were others who were out, only a few really, but none she knew. Once she learned the truth, she and Howard became close friends. With the intimate relationship tension no longer creating awkward moments between them, they found a common friendship where Megan could admit to Howard her own gay attractions, and they learned quickly to rely on each other in times of confusion and peer-pressure. They never again were intimate except in conversation, though Megan was tempted a few times to once more take Howard inside her.

Her last thoughts that night went to the first girl she slept with, but her draining consciousness faded away before she could retrieve that memory.