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From: Daemon Way <daemonway@yahoo.ca>
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Subject: {ASSM} "Teacher Part 49" (nc, mc, f/f)
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Date: Mon, 15 Jan 2007 01:10:03 -0500
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TEACHER - PART FORTY-NINE

   By Daemon Way

   daemonway@yahoo.ca

   Billy chuckled as he pulled out of the mall parking lot and headed for
his house, or rather, the house he'd lived in up until four days ago.  His
uncle Eli was one wicked dude, and a horny bastard besides.  It had been
close to three months ago that he'd pointed out the thirteen-year-old
brunette and her Cambodian friend flashing married men and old geezers at
the Westbank Mall where his uncle was a security guard.  He of course
immediately recognized them as being two of three girls he'd seen hanging
around the Seven-Eleven over by Lincoln Junior High and William Cleaver
High School where he did a lot of business and where he'd seen the two
cock-teases in action himself.  When his uncle told him he was banging the
brunette regularly under threat that he'd tell her parents about her
exposing herself at the mall if she didn't put out, he hadn't been
surprised.  His uncle liked them young, girls and boys, and if they were
unwilling so much the better.

   He'd done some checking with his man Cory, and found out the three girls
were good friends with each other and considered to be in the in-crowd and
were very popular.  Cory had also told him that the three delighted in
teasing and putting down anyone who was not part of their crowd.  Molly
Vickers was definitely not the type of girl to be putting out to his uncle
willingly, which explained why he found the thirteen-year-old vixen so hot,
and why he'd been banging her for such a long time.  After a month or two
at the most his uncle was normally looking for fresh meat.  As for her
cock-teasing, he'd even discovered her and her friend over at Sixteenth
Street Strip Mall, no place for thirteen-year-olds of either sex.  In that
she was being banged by his uncle he didn't want to see any harm come to
her, or anyone else get between her legs who might give her a disease that
she might pass on to his uncle, whom he knew preferred his sex bareback, so
he'd spread the word that the whores and druggies were not to hassle her,
and if anyone did see she was in trouble, they were to phone him
immediately, and he'd told her himself if she ever did find herself in
trouble, she was to let anyone working the street know and they'd get in
touch with him.  Of course he didn't tell her he knew about her being his
uncle's current kiddy fuck nor why he was protecting her.  As for the cock
teasing, he had the impression his pal Cory knew more about that than he
was letting on, and likely even had something to do with it.  That little
dude was one enterprising little thirteen-year-old cocksman and there was a
lot more to him than was meeting the eye.

   Anyway, both he and his uncle knew that she'd make one hot young porn
star, and he'd told his uncle that when he tired of his latest fuck, to let
him know and he'd be happy to take her off his hands.  He hadn't expected
her to keep his uncle's interest as long as she had, and even when his
uncle had phoned him that evening and told him he had two sweet gifts for
him, he hadn't expected it to be Molly and her friend.  Nor had he expected
to find them in the handicapped stall in the women's rest room gagged and
bound with duct tape with their young titties and cunts exposed and their
faces spattered with his uncle's cum.

   Reaching down and squeezing the erection that had popped up between his
legs, an erection he'd gotten the moment he'd seen the two of them on the
rest room floor and that he'd been tempted to whip out and jerk off as his
uncle had described how he'd watched the two of them finger fucking
themselves, he could identify with his uncle's lack of control.  He could
just imagine the two girls getting each other off in the handicapped stall,
and he knew one of the porn videos he'd be making would be the two of them
in a hot lesbian scene.

   With his uncle being in charge of security, it was an easy matter to get
their hands on one of the janitor's motorized trolleys and to load up the
two girls and take them out to his car behind the building and out of range
of the security cameras.  Pulling into the back alley behind his mother's
house, where he'd been living up until he'd moved in with the Gilles's on
Monday, he packed the two girls into the house.

   "Just what do you have there child?"

   "Two sweet gifts from Uncle Eli."

   "From Eli?" his mother asked, raising an eyebrow.  She looked at the
bundle he was carrying more closely.  "I suppose that slime on her face is
Eli's idea of gift wrapping too."

   "That it is."

   "That brother of mine," Callie Dean said with a chuckle as she shook her
head.  "So what you going to do with them?"

   "I figured they'd make two hot young porn stars, Momma.  Eli said he
found the two of them fingering each other in the handicapped stall in the
ladies rest room, which is why he couldn't control himself."

   "Hmmph, that man couldn't control himself if he saw two dogs fucking in
the street," his sister observed.  "Fingering each other you say.  They
would make a hot lesbian flick."

   "Just what I and Eli figured."

   "Well, you two might think more with that thing dangling between your
legs than the thing perched on your shoulders, but you do have good common
sense."

   Taking the girls to one of the rooms fitted with a wall-length two-way
mirror, he'd just layed them down on the bed when they began to wake up. 
Giving them time to come to their senses and to realize the vulnerable
position they were in, he pulled out a large, shinny knife from the leg
scabbard where he kept it and held the point under their chins as he told
them that he would not hurt them, provided they did exactly as he said.  Of
course he would never use the knife on them, but they did not know that,
and he looked like the type of guy who would and not have any qualms about
it.  When they nodded that they understood and agreed, he cut the duct tape
binding their ankles and wrists, and holding their soiled underwear gags in
place.  Handing them his cell phone, he told them to call their parents and
tell them that they were spending the weekend at each other's houses. 
Warning them not to try to escape, he locked them in the room and after
making a couple phone calls headed off to visit with his mother with whom
he'd been living with up until four days ago.

   Shortly before seven Eli showed up with Cory and Ben, having picked up
the two boys after work.  The five of them went down to the room beside the
one Molly and Trang were in and Eli described how he'd watched them
flashing men at the mall as they did most Fridays after school and usually
on weekends, and then caught them fingering each other in the handicapped
stall in the ladies rest room.  Callie noted with a smile that he didn't go
on to tell the boys what he'd done to them.

   "Fingering each other?" asked Ben in surprise.  That he would never have
suspected from the two seemingly straight girls.

   "So, you think your two classmates are lesbians?" Billy asked,
addressing both boys but Cory in particular.  Cory was the most intuitive
person he'd ever met, having an uncanny insight into the thoughts and
desires of others as if he were able to read their minds, which was one of
the reasons he'd phoned him and invited him to come over and watch his two
classmates' initiation into the world of kiddy porn.

   Reading their minds was exactly what Cory was doing at the moment.  In
their agitated state of worry and fear, and with their feelings of guilt
over what the two of them had done earlier that afternoon, combined with
the ability to see them through the mirror, it was relatively easy even
with their thoughts being broadcast through the glass.

   "No, that was their first time.  They're one hundred percent straight."
Their guilt and revulsion as they thought about what they'd done in the
stall was practically nauseating.

   "You sure could have fooled me the way they was going at it," observed
Eli.

   "They're feeling totally sick over what they did actually."

   "Now how can you know that boy?"

   "Trust me, Uncle Eli, my hommie Cory knows what he's talking about."

   "That would make making them do a lesbian vid all the hotter," observed
Ben, Eli's earlier description having given the thirteen-year-old a raging
boner, and the thought of them doing a video of something they found
disgusting causing his young cock to throb hotly in his jeans.

   Billy smiled.  Cory had told him how the two girls put their classmates
down, and especially his friend Ben, and knowing how the two boys had to
feel about that had been the second reason he'd invited Cory over and had
suggested he bring his buddy with him to watch their two tormentors getting
what was coming to them.

   "The only problem with that is that if them two girls don't know nothing
about lesbian love it's going to be hard to do a convincing video of them
as lovers, unless you're planning on making a video of them being forced to
have sex with each other," observed Eli.  He was fully aware of his
nephew's directing skills, and had been taped introducing some of his young
partners to the joys of sex himself.

   "Either would be hot, but I'm leaning more to the sweet love story of
two budding lesbians myself."

   "Oh yes, honey child, they would be perfect for that," sighed Callie,
also fully aware of her son's filming projects, and other business
ventures, and not only fully supporting him in them, but having a mother's
pride in his achievements.

   "But they're not going to know what to do," Eli pointed out.

   "Don't think that's going to be a problem.  We got the world's expert
and master teacher right here in this room," Billy said, wrapping an arm
about his mother and giving her a knowing grin.

   "You were there watching through the crack in the door the night Gramma
taught me how women can do what no man can, little pervert that you were,"
Callie said, smiling at her older brother.

   "Me a little pervert?  What you talking about, girl?  Eight years old
and you dove into Gramma's honey pot like a queen bee lapping nectar from a
flower."

   Having met Gramma Dean, that she and her daughter had gotten it on
didn't come as a surprise to Cory, and he felt his cock begin to swell in
his jeans.

   "Well, if those two in there aren't into that sort of thing, why'd they
do each other in the can?"

   "Because they'd gotten too horny from flashing men to be satisfied just
doing themselves," Cory explained.  He knew enough about sex and about
Molly and Trang to know that was what had happened without having to read
their minds.

   "Well, flashing men sure did get them horny," Eli observed.

   "So all we gotta do is have Momma teach them the ways of lesbian love
and then get them all hot and bothered again."

   "And just how do you plan on doing that?"

   The five of them studied the girls in the other room.  "Have Kenny
Ballard deliver them a pizza," observed Cory.  "And one for Ben and me."

   Billy smiled again.  That was the third reason he'd invited Cory over.
The little dude had a devious, filthy thirteen-year-old mind, and when he
was around, things just seemed to happen.  He'd taped the party at Cory's
house, and saw what happened when the pizza boy delivered, in more ways
than one.  So, while Cory ordered them all pizzas and phoned Kenny and told
him to be sure he was the one that delivered them, Callie put on her
consoling, motherly face and went in to talk to the two girls, and Eli and
Billy set up the cameras.

   Half an hour later, Kenneth Ballard approached the Dean house with more
than a little trepidation.  He remembered well the pizza he'd delivered to
Cory's house three months ago and the crazy, totally humiliating orgy he'd
ended up engaging in, an event that also resulted in him finding the love
of his life, the boy that he dreamt about twenty-four seven and filled his
heart with joy, and his jeans with throbbing desire.  He would be forever
grateful to Cory for that, and it was for that reason he readily swapped
deliveries with Raul Martinez who normally delivered in the Latin District.
Although he'd never been to the Latin District himself, he knew of the Dean
House.  Mike Kowalski's older brother Paul had been there, and had told
them that going there was a common freshman initiation at college.  Every
college student and their younger brothers knew what went on behind those
ornate wooden doors, or thought they did.  He'd never been there, but as he
walked up the walk and spotted those doors, he couldn't believe there'd be
two houses with the same doors and wrought iron patio.

   It wasn't much of a surprise to be greeted on the patio by a balding
wrestler-type with the face of an ape and garlic breath that he assumed was
a bouncer, nor to have the guy take three of the four pizzas and tell him
to open up his shirt and stuff the roll of quarters down the right leg of
his jeans beside his cock, which the guy took the opportunity to squeeze,
and to put on his sexiest smile.  Even being greeted at the door by two
thirteen-year-old girls who looked like kiddy hookers and that he
recognized as being two students who went to Dominic's school, and the
bright lights of a cam recorder and the same black man as had filmed him at
Cory's, didn't come as a major surprise.  Getting a twenty-dollar tip was,
and a pleasant one.

   "That was Kenneth Ballard," observed Trang as she and Molly returned to
the bedroom and sat down on the bed to eat their pizza.

   "Isn't he a hunk!"

   "Dominic Halder's sister is sooo lucky!"

   "Did you see his chest hair?  I wonder what it would be like to run your
fingers through it?"

   "Yeah.  Though I sortta prefer boys with smooth chests myself."

   "Like Jesse McCartney?"

   "Oh yeah!  I loved it when they had pictures of him bare chested on TV."

   "It's stupid they cancelled Summerland."

   "Yeah."

   "And did you see the way his jeans were bulging out?"

   "Jesse's?"

   "No, Kenneth Ballard's silly."

   "Oh yeah.  Can you imagine how big it must be when he's excited?"

   "Oh my God yeah!  His is bigger normal than most of the skanky old men's
when they're erect."

   "Certainly bigger than any of the nerds at our school."

   "It's so funny when they get aroused and all embarrassed."

   "It must be awkward walking when that happens to a boy."

   "Nick says it's especially embarrassing when a guy's like that and a
teacher calls him up to the blackboard." The girls giggled with the
thought.

   "Nick told you that?"

   "Yeah," Molly said proudly.  "We share all kinds of secrets with each
other."

   "You do?"

   "Yeah.  It's you know, sort of, well, a lover's thing, sharing our most
intimate secrets."

   "Cool.  So tell me one of his secrets."

   "I can't.  We promised not to reveal them to anyone else.  Sides,
they're really, really intimate."

   "Com'on.  Just one.  We said we wouldn't keep secrets from each other
either."

   "Well, you got to promise not to tell anyone.  Not anybody, not even
Ashley."

   "I promise."

   "He said that sometimes when you, you know, like masturbates, he
catches, you know, his stuff, in his hand."

   "Ewww," responded Trang.  Cory and Ben glanced at each other.  "He told
you he like masturbates?"

   "Yeah.  But he didn't call it that.  He calls it jacking off."

   "And what secret did you tell him?"

   "That I masturbate too," Molly said coyly, "and sometimes think about
him when I do."

   "Do you really?"

   "Sure.  Besides Jesse McCartney and Aaron Carter and a dozen other hot
boys." The girls giggled.  "Who do you think about?"

   "Well, definitely Jesse.  And Adam Brodie from O.C."

   "Oh yeah.  He's a real hottie."

   "And. . . ."

   "Yeah?" Molly asked with a wide grin.

   "Chouan Chakroth."

   "He a singer or actor?"

   "No," Trang said with a blush.  "Chakroth's a boy in grade nine.  He and
his family have just recently arrived from Cambodia."

   "You'll have to introduce me." The two girls reached for another slice
of pizza.  "So, not Ben Hanson?" Molly teased.

   "Ewww!  That pudgy little mouse?  Not!" Cory glanced over at Ben and
could only imagine how he must have been hurt by that comment.  "Actually,
I think it's time I pulled his string again," Trang continued before Cory
could intervene.

   "I can't believe that geek falls for your `Oh Ben, I'm so sorry.  I'd
really like to be your friend' line," Molly observed, mimicking Trang's
voice perfectly and batting her eyelashes.

   "The poor geek's just desperate for attention."

   "He's so, like totally forgettable."

   "Oh yeah."

   "You know, a couple years ago I was showing someone our class picture
and naming off all our classmates, and when I came to his picture I
honestly couldn't remember his name."

   "Not surprising.  He like so never speaks.  And always looking down at
his feet.  What's to notice?"

   "Unless you want to know something about a computer program."

   "Or your name is Nick and you need someone to push around to impress
your girlfriend," giggled Trang and they both laughed.  Boys were so simple
and predictable.

   "At least he knows something worth while.  Not like Peter Manchester. 
Now there is a real geek.  Did I ever tell you one day he was telling me
all about this model sailing ship he was building, from like the medieval
days or whatever, as if I cared?  He's like so into this group where they
dress up like knights and stuff, SCA whatever that is.  I think he even
knows more about medieval history than Wilbur Thornton."

   "Well, it's easy to see why they're the best of friends.  You know they
actually like take on these roles of wizards and stuff and play this game
Dungeons and Dragons?  I don't know how anyone can be so smart in math and
science and so totally clueless when it comes to a social life.  I don't
think that nerd even knows why there's two sexes!" The two girls giggled.

   "Not like Fats Fortillini.  Now he knows why, not that it's ever going
to do him any good.  Every time I give him a glance at my breasts his eyes
pop out like squished frog's."

   "Fats looks like frog.  You know, the ones that blow up their necks."

   "Oh yeah," Molly giggled.  "Can you imagine what that dork must look
like with no shirt on?"

   "Gag me.  Bet he has bigger breasts than both of us combined," Trang
observed and the two giggled again.  "Now he's got to be Lincoln Junior
High's number one top dork."

   "I dunno.  I think Jerome Eisenstein ranks right up there."

   "Oh yeah!  What a pair.  One built like an elephant and the other with
ears as big as one."

   "And a nose like a hawk."

   "Oh yeah.  Now can you imagine having sex with a dork like that?"

   "He's so skinny if I spread my legs he'd probably disappear right
inside," chortled Molly.

   "Remember in elementary P.E.  when we used to pick teams.  They were
always the last two ever picked."

   "What losers."

   "Speaking of losers, what about Dylan Ingles?"

   "Now that is a shame, with such beautiful, curly hair and those long
eyelashes.  How can anyone so cute be such a total nerd?"

   "He sort of looks like those cartoon boys he's always drawing.  You know
he has a whole book of pictures with each just a little different from the
next so when you flip the pages it looks like they are moving."

   "What a waste of time."

   "Talking about a waste of time, how about a date with Dwayne
Hainsworth?"

   "That dweeb?  Totally boring!  By the way, did you know that dweeb is
actually an abbreviation?"

   "It is?"

   "Yeah.  Nick told me.  It's short for dick with eyebrows."

   "Now that's Dwayne!" The girls laughed again.

   "Well at least all these losers are good for a laugh anyway."

   "And for flashing."

   "Oh yeah." Molly paused.  "It's so hot when they look at you like
they're starving and you can see in their eyes they're hoping they just
might make out with you and inside you're thinking no way is such a sick,
pathetic, obnoxious misfit even going to have a chance to touch you."

   "It's a rush getting all hot and aroused getting hopeless losers like
that horny."

   The two girls thought about how hot they'd gotten that afternoon at the
mall after school, and the things the woman who'd come in to talk to them
that evening had said.  Now that had been a strange conversation.  She'd
come in and told them that they didn't have to worry and that nothing bad
was going to happen to them, if they did just what her son told them to,
which was pretty much what he'd said before he'd locked them in the room.
Then she went on about how sweet and innocent they looked and how she
understood what it was like to be a thirteen-year-old girl, which was dumb
considering she was as old as their mothers, maybe older, and black
besides. What was really weird was when she said they shouldn't be ashamed
about messing around with each other and that it was a beautiful thing when
two girls brought each other pleasure.  How could she have known what
they'd done in the handicapped stall?  And then she went on about how a
girl can bring another pleasures that no boy or man could ever bring and
went on to describe, in detail, just what she meant.

   "You . . .  you, you know, like feeling aroused now?" Molly asked.

   "Yeah.  A bit." It was more than just a bit.

   "It did feel good.  What we did before."

   "It did."

   "You thinking about what that woman said?"

   "Yeah."

   "Me too."

   "She's probably right."

   "What do you mean?"

   "Only girls can really bring real pleasure to girls.  Girls know how
girls feel and stuff."

   "Yeah.  Like she said, we're romantic and want to make love.  Boys just
want to have sex to please themselves."

   "You want to try some of the things she said?"

   "Sure.  We are best friends.  We can try some of the stuff."

   "Yeah.  Some of it.  The kissing and stuff.  Not some of that gross
stuff."

   "No, course not.  Just the romance stuff."

   As the two girls moved closer together and awkwardly and hesitantly put
their arms about each other, as a boy and girl do on their very first date
and very first kiss, Callie smiled on the other side of the two-way mirror.
Young love was so sweet and innocent, and so exciting and mysterious.  She
remembered her first time, with her mother, and how strange and wonderful
it was, and later her first time with her best friend, and how warm and
loving it was, and how hot it got.  They had thought they'd just try the
romance stuff too.  The girls would find out different, just as she and her
best friend had.  She'd meant every word of her talk to the girls.  She
wasn't just making things easier for Billy or helping him make his movie.
She believed what she'd told them about sex between girls.

   Billy and Eli of course knew that, and as they watched the two girls as
they wrapped their arms about each other and shared that very first kiss,
and as they saw the looks in their eyes as their lips parted, their cocks
throbbing hotly in their pants.  Cory and Ben felt a stirring between their
legs also as they watched their first live lesbian performance.  It was a
lot different watching two people in the flesh doing it compared to a video
on a computer screen, and a lot different when you knew the two girls who
were kissing and caressing each other.  As Molly unbuttoned Trang's blouse
and Trang pulled Molly's over her head and the two girls began to fondle
each other's small, budding breast, it was especially erotic seeing the two
girls engaging in the taboo act after listening to their derogatory
comments about their classmates.  As Molly pushed down Trang's skirt and
her fingers slipped inside Trang's panties, he thought it was especially
deserving and after all the teasing she'd done with him his only regret was
that she didn't know he was watching her.

   As Billy zoomed in on their faces and then down to Molly's hand as she
pushed Trang's panties down, revealing her best friend's pussy to his
camera, he began planning how he might reward Cory.  Once again things were
happening.  He'd been ecstatic about his romantic evening with Antoinette
Gilles, and about his night with Juan's kid brother Ramon.  Maybe he should
arrange for another two such evenings in thanks for this night.  The sight
of the brunette kissing the Cambodian girl while she massaged her pussy and
the Cambodian girl's butterscotch brown fingers wrapping about the
brunette's little budding tit and squeezing it had his cock dripping
pre-cum.  This movie was going to make him thousands.

   Cory reached down and squeezed his swollen cock.  The sight of Molly and
Trang totally making out was fucking hot, and the best part of it all was
that he had to do nothing.  He'd been prepared to use his headband to read
their thoughts and send back messages to direct their behaviour, but other
than the little bit of reading about what they were thinking and how they
were feeling about what Eli had said he'd seen them doing in the ladies
rest room, he hadn't had to do any mind reading whatsoever.  And he hadn't
had to send them any suggested ideas what to do or what to say either. 
He'd figured Kenneth would get them thinking sex and that he'd plant some
things to say in their minds, but they'd said exactly what he was thinking
without him having to broadcast his ideas.  Not only that, their whole
conversation about their classmates, and their thoughts about what Callie
had said, had all been on their own without any prompting from him as he'd
intended on doing.  Their thoughts and comments about Ben and the others
had gotten them hot all on their own also, the result of course of his
original implanted ideas months ago.  It just went to show that with that
little nudge way back then the two were acting like the natural horny sluts
that they were.

   Totally unaware of their audience and giving in to their desires, the
two precocious girls were doing just that.  Callie Dean had been right. 
Girls knew how to be tender and how to make love, not make out like boys
saw it.  To their surprise the kissing had gotten them even hotter, and
having someone else's hand doing what they normally did make it different,
and much better.  Molly frequently played with her breasts while she
masturbated, and having Trang's fingers squeezing her breast and her
fingers caressing her nipple had it harder than it had ever been before,
and her breast pulsating with arousal like she'd never been able to create.
And having Molly's fingers caressing her labia instead of her own made all
the difference in the world, and her pussy was swelling rapidly under
Molly's gentle caresses.  No boy could ever caress her so softly and
gently, not having the same equipment as she had.

   If Callie had been right about the kissing and caressing, maybe she had
been right about the other too.  The question became how to suggest they
try it after having said it sounded gross.  With Trang already playing with
her breast and caressing her nipple, and from the way her teat was sticking
up it being evident that she was enjoying it, it wasn't that big a step for
Molly to lean down and kiss Trang's tit.  It was just a kiss, and they had
already kissed each other on the lips.  It sent a thrill through her groin
as she pressed her lips against Trang's firm breast and she could only
imagine if kissing her there was so hot how Trang must be feeling having
her kiss her like that.  Encouraged, she kissed her breast a few more
times, working her lips over to her teat, and finally kissing her teat. 
Trang shuddered with the sensation and pressed her groin against Molly's
caressing fingers.  Encouraged still further, Molly pressed her lips
against Trang's nipple and sucked on her tit like Callie had described,
causing her own groin to throb with arousal.

   Glad that Molly had gone that far, Trang slipped her hands down her slim
body and pushed down her panties.  She massaged Molly's firm buttocks and
arched her body as Molly sucked deeply on her breast, pushing her groin
against Molly's.  Feeling each other's furry muff and heat against their
own send new thrills of desire through the body of the two
thirteen-year-old girls.  Trang gyrated her hips against Molly, rubbing her
pussy against Molly's as the two girls caressed each other's backsides and
kissed passionately and eagerly.

   Trang wiggled down and kissed Molly's breasts as Molly had kissed hers,
and then ran her tongue over her nipple, causing it to send sharp tingles
of arousal through the firm, budding tits.  Breathing heavily now, they
caressed each other's body firmly, making love, pleasing each other.  Trang
kissed Molly's heaving breasts and then dared to continue down, down to her
waist and her belly button.  Her pussy was so near.  Dare she go farther?
Molly solved the problem for her, suddenly twisting around so that they
were facing each other but in opposite directions.  As she felt Molly's hot
breath against her pussy, and then her hot, wet tongue run along her labia,
Trang quickly pressed her lips against Molly's cunt and kissed her before
she chickened out.

   The eroticism of Trang's lips pressed against her hot, pulsating cunt
drove Molly on.  She ran her tongue over Trang's now swollen labia, and
finding her clit as Callie had told them, she ran her tongue over it,
sending shards of sweet pain through Trang's cunt like she'd never believed
possible.  She immediately slipped her lips up along Molly's hot cunt and
over her clit and darted her tongue against it, wanting to bring Molly the
same pleasure as Molly was bringing her.  They were the best of friends,
and what better thing for two friends to do than to bring each other such
sweet pleasure.  Molly's response was proof that she'd succeeded, and she
darted her tongue against her clit again.

   Callie smiled as she watched the two thirteen-year-old girls engaged in
their first sixty-nine.  She'd known that once started the girls would not
be able to resist giving in to their curiosity, and she knew from
experience that once they gave in to their curiosity they would have to
give in to their new found pleasure.  She had started them on a delightful
new path.  Eli and Billy of course were throbbing with desire as they
watched the two girls lapping at each other's muff, and Ben and Cory were
squirming and adjusting their swollen flesh so it was not so awkward and
painful as they watched their two snobbish classmates hungrily eating each
other out.  What was even more delightful, was knowing that tomorrow they
would be as filled with guilt and shame as at the moment they were filled
with pleasure and lust.  Girls were dumb that way, not seeing sex for the
pleasure it brought and being thankful for that.

   The two girls had been reluctant and had approached their love making
with disgust and embarrassment, but the hot, wet, throbbing pleasure
between their legs and the tingling arousal of their teats had easily
overpowered those feelings.  Now all they wanted was to please each other,
and to be pleased.  As the throbbing of their cunts grew, they eagerly
began eating each other out, pressing their lips against each other's labia
and sucking their hot, slimy cunt juice into their mouths as they had been
dying of thirst.  The rammed their hot, wet tongues inside each other's
vagina, trying to reach the itch beyond the tips of their tongues.  They
darted their tongues relentlessly against each other's swollen, irritated
clit, sending shards of sweet pain through their cunts and causing the flow
of their cunt juice to double.

   Closer and closer they came to that ultimate pleasure that until then
they'd only reached by their own hand.  Knowing from the snorting and
panting of the other and from the way their cunt was being attacked that
the other was feeling the same pleasure and approaching the same peak drove
them on with even greater eagerness and delight.  Reaching that peak was
delightful, but it was even more delightful when it was your best friend
who was bringing you to that peak of ecstasy, and when you were bringing
your best friend to the same point.  Their cheeks smeared with cunt juice
and flushed with arousal, the two girls fastened their lips to each other's
hot, throbbing cunt and thrust their hips forward in desperation.  Molly
arched her back and dug her fingers into Trang's buttocks as the first wave
of her orgasm hit her, and Trang almost simultaneously clutched Molly's ass
as that electric shock ripped up her vagina.  Gasping and jerking as if
they were holding onto live wires, the two girls thrashed there on the bed
in total delight.

   Never had they had such an explosive orgasm, and it took several minutes
for it to pass, and much longer for their breathing to return to normal. 
When at last they released their grip on the other's body, they twisted
around so they were facing the same direction.  Their lips automatically
went to each other and they kissed long and deeply as they embraced. 
Nobody could ever possibly make them feel so good.  Forgotten for the
moment was the fact that they'd been kidnapped at the mall and that they
were being held captive.  Their fears about what was going to happen to
them momentarily forgotten, they looked dreamily into each other's eyes and
kissed again, their lips tasting of each other's cunt juice and their
breaths smelling of each other's pussy.

   ********

   Thanks to Caroline for suggesting Eli contact his nephew who forces the
girls to make a porno video and for the background for Callie Dean.  This
story arc continues in Parts 50 and 51.  What else would you like to see
happen?  What further fun and havoc can Cory create with his growing
awareness of the power of his great-grandfather's headband?  Have you ever
had someone you hated and wanted to get even with?  Email me your idea and
I'll write it as part of this story and if you wish add you as one of the
characters.  Anything goes, the hotter and more perverted the better,
except I don't write snuff and torture of kids and anything involving
player characters will need their collaboration.  Non player characters
available for your amusement and abuse include the Gilles family, Vice
Principal Stewart Millburne, Baptist Pastor Winthrop and his family,
Kenneth Ballard and his mother, Father Henry, Calvin Cosher and his
daughter Stacey, the WCHS gang, the 14 RGAB soccer players and their
families, the cops Eric O'Malley and Mike Polanski, and Anton's RGAB
classmates.  Player characters created by readers so far are Dominic,
Terry, Anthony, Bob, Billy Dean, Ben Hanson, Jacob Schuller, Benji Gilles
and Callie Dean with a supporting cast of Jonah, Lane and Spence, Nicole
Halder, Molly, Trang and Ashley, Nick Dawson, Nat and Darien Wilson, Emma
and Elijah Dean, Aunt Rosa and Uncle Rafael, Juanita, Luther, and Lucy,
Ramon Carlos, and of course Lad, Rocky, Shep, Dobe and the star of the
series, Cory Wilson.

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