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14-YEAR-OLD SANDWICH M/ff teen schoolgirls
By Dr. Wu

CHAPTER THREE

  THE BLAH-BLAH: You shouldn't have to be told this, but this story
contains sex and perversion and if you are under 18, you should not read
it.
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completely coincidental, although the events in the prologue are more or
less true to an experience that Dr. Wu had not long ago.
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THE MUSICAL SCENE-SETTER:
 "I kissed a girl, her lips were sweet/
   She was just like kissing me/
   I kissed a girl, won't change the world/
   But I'm so glad I kissed a girl."
   Ñ Jill Sobule


CHAPTER THREE

    Shit and hellfire, I couldn't believe it. A few hours ago, Karina and
Marie were just a couple of normal little ninth-grade girlies, sitting in
my U.S. history class, not paying attention to what I had to say about
the Missouri Compromise.

  And now here all three of us were on my bed. Me, naked, laying on my
back, partially propped up on some pillows like a pasha in his harem, an
erection jutting up from my crotch that was hard enough to crack a cinder
block. And here was little Karina kneeling on one side of my cock, and
voluptuous Marie kneeling on the other side. The purple head already
glistened with their saliva.

   "OK, girls, let's take turns," I told them. "And I want you both to
participate equally. What you do is out your mouth right over the head,
and then start lowering your head so that more and more goes in. You
don't have to make yourself choke, but I'll be interested to see which of
you can get more of my dick into your mouth."

   Karina's head bobbed down, and my dick was enveloped in the staggering
warmth and softness of her mouth. Her tongue was scraping against the
sensitive tissue on the underside of the head. Completely inadvertent, I
assumed, because she said this was her first time with a dick in her
mouth, and I believed her. She wasn't exactly ready to star in a porn
movie, but hey, a willing 14-year-old girl who's trying to get as much of
your dick into her young mouth as possible is just going to be the right
thing at the right time, know what I mean?

   "Oh God, yes, Karina, that is so good. You are so hot, girl, so hot,"
I moaned. She seemed pleased at being praised. I was, after all, their
teacher, and even though they pretended not to care, praise from an
authority figure still carries some weight.

   Karina pulled back, and a second later Marie's head went down, and my
cock slid into her mouth. It was the first time I'd ever had a double
blow-job, being passed between two mouths, let along two underaged
jailbait mouths. Marie's lips stretched around my hard-on and slid down
my shaft, down, down, to about the half way point. She held it there for
a few seconds, then pulled. And it was Karina's turn. And Marie's turn.
And Karina's turn. And Marie's turn.

   Meanwhile, the video I had just shot of Marie masturbating continued
to play on my TV. Laying there, I could flick my eyes back and forth
between watching the adolescent schoolgirl fingering her clit and
moaning, and the two girls bobbing up and down on my cock. They didn't
seem to be paying much attention to the video, though, and were focused
on their task.

   "Karina, I think Marie is beating you," I said. "She's getting her
mouth further down than you are. You don't want her to win, do you?"
Actually, there was no prize, except for a mouthful of my jism that was
due to come fairly soon, but the power of suggestion can be surprisingly
strong, and Karina accepted this notion. On her next turn, I could feel
her mouth sliding down further, until the tip of my cock touched the back
of her throat. Her gag reflex kicked in, and while I'm sure it didn't
feel good to her, the spasm of her throat muscles milked my cock and felt
like a little bit of heaven.

   On the tape, Marie was cumming now, screaming and pounding away at her
little pussy. Her orgasm ended, and the tape cut off. I decided it was
time to add some more video to my collection, so I instructed Marie to go
pop the tape out of the VCR and give me the tape and the camcorder.
"Karina, you keep doing what you're doing. But I also want you to wrap
your hand around my dick and start rubbing up and down," I told her.

   Marie gave me the camcorder, and I got it hoisted up and focused. I
pressed "Record," and had a great view of Karina working away at
pleasuring me. The view was of my stomach, my hard-on and my legs, with
Karina to one side, her hand working up and down on my shaft, her head
moving up and down on my dick.

   "Oh yeah, baby, that feels so fuckin' good," I told her. "Now I want
you to try something different, Karina sweetie. Instead of moving your
mouth on and off me, I want you to fasten your mouth right down over the
head of my cock and start gently sucking me. Pretend you're trying to
suck a ping-pong ball through a garden hose." And she did. Oh sweet
Jesus, that 14-year-old kid starting doing exactly what I had told her to
do.

   Karina Magnuson's hot, wet, young mouth was fastened on the head of my
dick like a sea lamprey, while her fingers were wrapped tightly around my
shaft, pulling the loose skin up and down. I could feel the jism in my
balls starting to boil, could feel those nuts starting to climb upward,
preparing to let loose a torrent into this girl's mouth for the first
time in her young life. So far, the girls had done exactly what they were
asked/told to do, all for a couple of backstage passes to the Backstreet
Boys. It was time to up the ante a little bit, and see if I could make
them go further than they had dreamed when they had struck this devil's
deal.

   "Marie, I want you to lie down on the bed, with your head toward the
end. Go ahead, honey." She did so, laying on her back so that hee head
was down near my knees. This put her pussy within reach of my left hand,
and I reached out and began to stroke it gently, tenderly.

   "Ohhhh, Mr. Turner," she moaned, and opened her legs a bit more. Oh,
she was turning into a little slut all right.

   "Karina, in just a minute I'm going to cum. And even though you've
never had a man cum in your mouth before, I'm sure you've talked about it
with your friends, and you know I'm gonna shoot some sperm out."

   "I know, Mr. Turner, like, I'm not stupid," she said, raising her
mouth off my dick, but continuing her exquisite handjob.

   "Well, when I cum, I want you to catch it all in your mouth. But I
don't want you to swallow it. Just hold the cum in your mouth, OK
Karina."

   "How come?"

   "I'll tell you after I've cum. But do as I say, or you won't get the
tickets and passes." I was having trouble talking rationally as my groin
felt like it was about to erupt. But I gave my instructions, and kept the
camcorder going. "Now out your mouth back on me, Karina, and start
sucking the head again, and in just a little bit you're going to find out
what it feels like to have a man cum in your mouth."

   The sweet schoolgirl obeyed me, and once again I was engulfed by her
tender mouth. She began sucking in earnest, and I could see her cheeks
puffing in and out.

   "Oh yeah Karina, you little hottie, that is so fuckin' great, keep
your mouth on me baby, don't pull your head back no matter what. That's a
girl. Oh yeah, oh yeah. Oh FUCK!"

   And I was cumming into Karina's mouth. Her eyes bugged out in
surprise, but bless her little heart, she kept her mouth on me, kept
sucking away. I filled her mouth with my hot salty semen, what felt like
about a quart of my nasty jism, all going into Karina's 14-year-old
mouth.

   She met my eyes and I could see she was questioning whether it was OK
to pull her mouth back. As much as I hated the thought, it was time to
move on to the next stage, and I told her she could remove her mouth, but
under no circumstances could she swallow, or the deal would be cancelled.

   "Now here's what I want you girls to do next. Karina, lean over Marie.
Marie, open your mouth. Karina, bend down so that your mouth is a few
inches above Marie's open mouth, and let my cum dribble out of your mouth
slowly into Marie''s mouth.

   "Eewwww, Mr. Turner, that's gross!" Marie protested.

   "Oh come on, Marie, don't be a baby. Didn't you tell me you've already
had a guy cum in your mouth."

   "Well, yeah," she said, "but that was kind of natural. This is, like,
perverted, you know?"

   "No it's not," I replied. "Women in porn movies do this all the time."

   "They do?" said Marie.

   Karina, of course, couldn't say a word during this entire exchange.
Her mouth was full of my semen, her sweet cheeks bulging slightly. I had
a feeling that she was more than willing to get rid of the load I had
deposited, and if it meant putting it into her friend's mouth, that was
fine with her."

   "Yes, they do, Marie. And if you don't do this for me, then it's no
Backstreet Boys. Remember, you said you'd do anything. You didn't say
you'd do what you felt like."

   "But I didn't think I was gonna have to, like, pretend to be a porno
star," Marie protested.

   "Karina, take your position over Marie's mouth. Marie, quit talking
and open wide," I ordered.

   Reluctantly, Marie did as she was told. I made the video camera zoom
in for a close of the girls' heads. God, I could sell this thing for a
fucking fortune on the Internet, I thought.

   "Now dribble it out slowly, Karina. And Marie, don't swallow it. Just
let it collect in your mouth."

   I filmed the semen as it slowly dribbled out of Karina's mouth into
Marie's mouth. If I hadn't just come 60 seconds ago, the scene would have
caused me to cum right on the spot. Two schoolgirls, innocent for the
most part, swapping my sperm!

   The white goo continued to drip out, and I zoomed in even tighter on
Marie's open mouth, watching it pool inside. Soon Karina was done, her
mouth empty, and my spunk had all been transferred to Marie.

   "Very good. Now we're gonna change places. Karina, lay down on the
bed, face up. Marie, get on your hands and knees over Karina. Keep the
sperm in your mouth and don't swallow."

   "Mr. Turner, can I say something?" said Karina, now that her mouth was
finally empty.

   "You can say that you're happy to do anything I want. But anything
other than that, no you can't. I don't want to hear any more bitching.
Just do it."

    They did. Karina laid back, and Marie, her mouth full of my sperm,
got over her.

   "Nice and close, Marie. I want your lips exactly one inch from
Karina's lips. Open wide, Karina, here it comes!"

   Again my two young students began to transfer my sperm. It oozed out
of Marie's mouth in long, sticky strands, falling into Karina's mouth. I
continued taping the whole thing.

   When they were finished, I said: "OK, one last little trick and then
we'll move on to something else. You girls sit up on the bed, legs
crossed, facing each other. That's the way. Very good. Now lean your
faces in, and kiss each other. And while you kiss, Karina, you push the
cum into Marie's mouth."

   "Mr. Turner, no way!" Marie said, almost shouting. "We're not
lesbians!"

   "I know you're not lesbians," I replied calmly. "I'm not making you
have lesbian sex. But I'm getting tired of repeating this: You said you'd
do anything, and this is what I'm making you do. You want to get dressed
and go home now, be my guest, but it will be without those Backstage Boys
tickets. You'll have done all this so far for nothing."

   "But I didn't think you'd make me kiss a girl," Marie said. Again,
Karina was silent, her mouth full.

   "Enough of this shit," I said coldly. "Either give each other a nice
long tongue-kiss, or get out."

   Karina and Marie looked into one another's eyes. They were friends,
and maybe, somewhere in the back of her mind, one of them harbored a tiny
secret crush on the other. It happens among young adolescent girls. Or
maybe, in this case, not. I didn't really care. I just wanted to keep
pushing them, a little at a time, and see what kind of hoops I could make
them jump through to get the fucking tickets.

   Something passed between them, I wasn't sure what. But they did as
they were told, leaning their faces in toward one another. Their lips
met, tentatively at first, then they locked firmly into place. The
camcorder whirred softly as I watched the incredible scene through the
viewfinder.

   Both Karina and Marie had their eyes squeeze shut tight, and I could
see them working their mouths.

   "Push the sperm out, Karina. Use your tongue. Marie, let Karina get
her tongue into your mouth."

   Karina Magnuson and Marie Taylor were french-kissing on my bed, my
sticky jism being passed between them. Ah, life is good.

   Soon they parted. "Both of you, open your mouths. I want to see that
it all got into Marie's mouth." Sure enough, Marie's mouth was now full
of semen. Karina's had a thin coating on her teeth and tongue, and
probably would until I let her was her mouth out or gargle.

   "One more time," I instructed. "Take Two. And then we'll finish this
scene."

   This time the girls didn't protest. They didn't seem exactly
passionate, either, but they both leaned forward and their lips met, and
it looked to me more like a kiss between real lovers. I knew Marie's
tongue was now inside Karina's mouth, and wondered if Karina's little
pussy was fluttering a bit, given the erotically charged atmosphere in
the room and the deep soul kiss she was receiving.

   They parted, and I noted they were both panting a little, short of
breath. "OK, girls, you can both swallow now," I said, and put down the
camcorder.

   "Now that wasn't so bad, was it?" I asked.

   The girls looked sheepish. They wouldn't look at each other, or at me.
They were obviously embarrassed. Somehow it shamed them more to kiss
another girl then to suck a man off. Or maybe kissing another girl wasn't
as bad as they thought, and this made them feel conflicted.

   "Did you like it maybe a little bit?" I prodded.

   "I dunno," mumbled Marie, looking down.

   "Karina?"

   "It was OK," she allowed.

   "Come on, you girls are best friends. And it's not like you had sex.
You can admit it if you liked kissing each other a little."

   "I liked it a little," Marie said, and finally raised her eyes and
looked at Karina. Karina smiled.

   "Me, too," she said. "A little."

   "That's nice," I said. "Now I believe that Marie has had a nice
orgasm, and I know I've had a nice orgasm, but Karina hasn't cum yet. So
it's your turn to cum, Karina. Now since you told me you're not as
experienced a masturbator as Marie, we'll give you a little help. Have
you ever had someone go down on you?"

   "No," she said shyly.

   "Well, it's your lucky day," I told her. "Cause you get to lie back
now and have someone go down on you. And you even get to choose. Would
you like it to be me or your friend Marie? Whichever one you choose will
get down between your open legs and gently lick your pussy until you cum.
It's up to you who does it."

   Karina looked at Marie. I knew instantly what her choice was going to
be, but wasn't sure whether Marie would go along. Oh, she'd go along
eventually, I'd make sure of that. I picked up the camcorder and checked
that there was still plenty of tape.

   Karina locked eyes with Marie.

   "Uh, Marie?" she began.

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