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Subject: {ASSM} The Good Scout 3/3 {Teddy Daze} (mF, hs, bd, piv, reluc)
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{ASSM} The Good Scout 3/3 {Teddy Daze} (mF, hs, bd, piv, reluc)

   The Good Scout 3/3 Part of the saga DIARY OF A YOUNG SCHOOLBOY
(D.A.Y.S.)

   by Teddy Daze
Keywords: mF, hs, bd, piv, reluc
I am compiling a series of stories from a high school setting,
chronicling my experiences from sexually awkward adolescent to someone who
knows....  more.  Stories may or may not be my real, personal experiences -

keeping you guessing is half the fun!

   If you enjoy my trash, consider tipping me via Paypal (teddy.days at
gmail dot com).  It will go a long way to helping me write more!  Also, all
comments and feedback are welcome via my email!

   ---------

   I won the scouts' Skills Competition!  The entire troupe was there to
watch me, hoping to laugh at any mistake I made.  But who's having the last
laugh now?

   The victory mood set in on the bus ride back to our school.  The boys
sang, joked and slapped me hard on the back.  After alighting, the boys
carried Ms Tina in celebration.  I felt sour that she was carried and not
me.  I was the one who won it!  That soon changed as I saw the seniors
throw her into the school pool.

   Ms Tina had on her usual light green top and red scarf, but wore a pair
of grey shorts today instead of her dark green skirt.  The whole outfit was
drenched completely, and clung to her lithe and curvy form, even down to
her soaked skin in patches.  Her soaked shorts clang so tightly to her hips
and showed the outline of her underwear.  There was little left to imagine!
The boys' real purpose for throwing Ms Tina into the pool was obvious.  And
I ogled her with the same guilty pleasure as them.  Someone handed her a
towel, and she excused herself while leaving us to clear up.

   As she passed me, she took me aside and asked if we could meet in her
office in a minute.  She wasn't mad at me anymore!

   Later, in my excitement I barged straight into Ms Tina's office without
knocking.

   She jumped, "Oh, Teddy!  You surprised me!" Barefoot and hair let down,
she had just finished taking off her uniform and draped a new, white
t-shirt to cover herself.

   "S-sorry......  I forgot."

   "Never mind, my champ!" she grinned.

   The towel did a poor job of drying her because her skin was still
soaking wet, and immediately patches of flesh emerged on the white t-shirt
as it hugged her like a second skin.

   I saw a tiny black bra under that t-shirt, barely concealing the
enticing mounds on her chest, which stretched and soaked her clothing. 
Water had also drenched the bra, revealing the imprint of those tiny
circlets, silently beckoning me to fantasize their look and feel under
their two layers of cover.

   Missy still had on those sexy grey shorts, stained dark grey now. 
Beneath that and concealing her most private regions was a black panty. 
Her perky bum imprinted so tightly on her shorts, looked like it could tear
any moment.  The thinness of her waist grew obvious and deliciously
contrasted with her bulging chest and hips.  Her thighs, generously exposed
by those short shorts, were creamy and well shaven.

   Resting on her table, Ms Tina quipped, "You were fantastic Teddy.  You
performed beyond my expectations!"

   "All thanks to you, Ms Tina!" I replied flabbergasted, more so by the
sight of her wet sumptuous body.

   "In fact, you used some knots I didn't even know!"

   "But they're all in the book you lent me......"

   "Oh?  Really??"

   Silence......

   She returned to the topic.  "Guess it's impossible for you to describe
the knots.  So let's have you demonstrate it, like we always do."

   "Are you sure...?"

   "I am impressed with your skill, Teddy.  Now show me."

   Ms Tina plodded her soaking body onto the usual chair.  Nervously I went
over to the rope pile and made my picks.

   Missy crossed her wrists behind the backrest like before, then waited
for me.  Trying to sound calm, I gave a running commentary of my choice of
knots, all acknowledge by Missy with nods and hums.  In my anxiety I made
the knots really tight, causing Ms Tina to wince with every tug.

   My demonstration was quickly done due to good practice.  I stepped back
to admire my handiwork.

   Ms Tina started to wiggle and test the bounds.  I was riveted by her
grunts and groans....  hips twisting left and right......  luscious body
twisting and writhing against its bounds......  flustered face......  wet,
stringy, hair......

   I bent nervously to conceal a rapid bulge inside my pants.  Slowly and
more clearly, Ms Tina's combative grunts became helpless moans and
sighs......

   I was clearly fantasizing for minutes before hearing what she wanted,
"Teddy......  well done.  You can, erm, untie me now!"

   She was staring sheepishly at my bulge!  I felt red behind the ears. 
She appeared to feel the same, maybe from realizing her skimpy clothes and
compromising position had aroused me.

   But at this point my yearnings overwhelmed me.  I walked right up to my
'sister'.....

   "You're so beautiful like this, Missy......" I mumbled.  I brushed the
back of one palm against a reddened cheek.  Ms Tina recoiled in distress.

   "Teddy......  w-what are you doing...??" the voice slightly pleading
now.

   "You know, Missy......  at this position, I can do whatever I want to
you......"

   "Teddy!"

   "W-h-a-t-e-v-e-r...  I...  l-i-k-e..."

   I continued caressing Ms Tina's chiseled cheeks with my palm, then the
tips of my fingers.  I traced the outlines of her facial contours-
eyebrows, ridge, nose and pursed lips.  I ruffled her rich, black hair
tenderly, gliding my hands around her head from scalp to cheeks and chin.

   Cringing in fear, Ms Tina uttered a last deterrent, "Let me go or I'll
scream......  !"

   Hoarse from nervous panting I retorted, "But I want you to enjoy this,
Ms Tina!"

   To ensure that, I balled up her scouts' scarf and stuff it into her
resisting mouth.  Then I undid the one around my neck and wrapped it
tightly around her head so she couldn't spit the first one out.  Her
squeals were reduced to soft, muffled sounds.

   Whatever she wanted to say now, I didn't know and cared less!  Missy
wasn't going anywhere....  I could afford to enjoy her at my own leisure!

   I continued to run my hands down Ms Tina's face and neck, and gradually
to her creamy, toned arms.  I pressed her shoulders as well as the flesh
just above her breasts.  Soft squishy sounds greeted my squeezing of wet
t-shirt against skin.  She gave more alarmed and muffled objections.  I
kissed my nerve-racked captive, pecking every inch of forehead, cheek, and
neck; tracing paths down her face to her sternum.  One hand began to stroke
those milky thighs, singed by the rough ropes already.

   "Your legs......  so beautiful......!"

   Now my other hand circled her seductive breasts, so defined by the
soaking t-shirt and my cords.  The hand massaging Ms Tina's thighs crept
toward her crotch....

   "Hmmnn--!"

   As I pressed at her crotch while gripping her tits and brushing my thumb
hard over her shielded nipples.  I smooched her over her improvised gag
amid more futile protests.  Ms Tina moaned helplessly and jerked at her
chair.

   "Hnn-nn-nnn--!"

   "I am enjoying you so much......  oh, so slowly......" I droned on.

   I scavenged the back shelves and drawers for items that might steam up
this erotic episode.  A rag and pair of strong scissors fit the bill.

   My captive's vision blacked out as the rag wound round her head- now she
had no inkling to what I could do next!  With her sight and speech
impaired, her experience would wholly be through the sensation of skin and
my occasional hints in her ear.

   Ms Tina jumped with a loud whimper when I resumed stroking her thighs
and tracing a finger down her chest.

   I bent over and resumed my taunts, "Mmm......  How I can taste more of
you?"

   A half-snip of the scissors was enough to part the t-shirt's thin
fabric. I took my time because I could hurt Ms Tina doing this.  Once I cut
an opening I fell to using my hands.  Missy's chest burst open cocoon-like
to reveal its delectable contents- two mountains of lovely flesh cradled by
black sodden bra.

   That was soon removed with another snip.  Her constrained nipples were
free at last!  They were a light shade of brown, barely differentiating
from the tone of Ms Tina's skin.

   Steadfastly my trembling hands landed on those delicious, damp globes. I
clamped hard.  I wiped my fingers rapidly all over them, brushing and
feeling those brown circlets with all my fingers.  Amidst Missy's jolting
and tugging I played her nipples, circling and pinching and pressing them
to induce some violent wrenching.

   "Hnn-nn-nnn--!"

   "I want......  taste your beautiful breasts......  feel them all over!"

   With a combination of lustful sucking and pinching I tongued her chest
hungrily.  Numerous red marks emerged where I chose to give love-bites. 
Thereafter my lips fastened themselves to one nipple, then the next,
sucking forcefully as if some sweet nectar could be coaxed out for my
insatiable thirst.

   "Hnn-nn-nnn--!" I decided to sample her in a more comfortable position.
With an additional rope, I tied one ankle to the other, then untied one
ankle from the chair's leg.  Once free, that ankle was immediately fastened
to the other, so that both ankles were tied to one leg and slanted
sideways. Next, I quickly unwound the rope securing Ms Tina's body and
thighs.  Then I released the ankle bind.

   Without any restraint to the chair my captive instinctively wriggled and
slid up.  Barely had she taken her first hop when I swept her off her feet
and plunked her on the scavenged sofa.  Ms Tina landed face-down, chest on
sofa and butt facing out.

   She tried to get up but instantly my weight was on her.  My hands
slithered around her grey shorts and unfastened it from under her.  My
captive's jutting butt jerked this way and that while I pulled those steamy
shorts down.

   They revealed a black, wet panty that covered only half her ass cheeks
and held flimsily by mere straps at the sides.  My hands rested on both her
butt cheeks.  I closed my eyes in bliss, mashing and enjoying the moistness
of her panties against tender butt flesh.

   "Your butt....  so beautiful and perky....!" I moaned.

   The rim of her skimpy panty was held and peeled.  Together with the
shorts, both garments were yanked all the way to Ms Tina's ankles, where
the securing ropes prevented them from being fully removed from her
delicious body.

   I molested her naked butt greedily, savoring its softness and texture.
My kneading crept to her thighs and the area just beneath her butt crack.
Next I crouched so that my face met that ass.  My tongue lapped at Ms
Tina's inner thighs and that erogenous area, from the mid-section of the
thighs to the bottom curvature of her butt cheeks.  She moaned despite her
distress.

   I scrambled up to examine my delectable and breathless Scout Mistress.
In seconds I stripped down to my underwear and socks.

   "I want you ......  taste more of you......all over..." I panted,
lifting scout leader onto the sofa.

   My pubescent, curly leg-hair scraped her supple legs as I climbed on her
stomach.

   RIIIIIP!

   With one good yank I tore off the remains of her t-shirt and bra, then
continued my fervent licking and slurping, this time on her firm stomach
and slender waist.  I pinched and held on to her skin-colored nipples,
lapping hypnotically at her navel area as well.

   Hmmm-yammgg-ammMMMMM!!

   The trussed-up Ms Tina was half-yelping now, overcome by the intense and
forcibly-induced bliss.

   While I devoured Ms Tina's delicious mounds, my whole body ravaged hers.
My abdomen rubbed against her flat tummy; my hairy legs madly scraped her
toned limbs.  I even used my toes to caress her ankles and lower legs.  Ms
Tina bucked helplessly under my hot, horny body.

   Like a vice my fingers maintained their hold on Missy's nipples as I
mounted myself higher up her torso.  Careful to distribute my weight on my
knees, I placed my trembling cock between her breasts.  Grabbing big
handfuls of soft mammary, I squeezed them tight against my parked penis and
thrust.

   "Oh, Missy......  I'm enjoying you sooo much.....!!"

   No matter how hard I squished, Miss Tina's pale, tender tits only
mustered soft caresses on my cock.  They were quashed to flattened ovals,
my cock jabbing furiously in between.  I rotated the tits so they gave my
tool a sensational massage; from my ravages Ms Tina yelped into her red
gag; the remaining water on her skin was slowly replaced by her own
perspiration.

   AARRR-AAAAA-RRRRRHHH!!

   Fiercely my perched shaft spat onto my captive's face and the whole area
on and above her breasts.  Some flowed back down into the valley holding my
jerking penis, instantly lubricating my thrusts; its stickiness a welcome
addition to the present mix of sweat and pool water.  That gave more
pleasure and induced a few more sprays of hot semen.

   I felt tired at last and decided to rest.  Strands of gooey white formed
when my penis left Ms Tina's fleshy crevice.  Even without contact she
continued to emit prolonged moans, fighting for air through her nostrils.

   I settled on the chair and admired my prisoner, stark naked except for
pants and panties pulled to ankles.  Fluids from water, sweat and cum
covered her entirely, most prominently my hot gluey fluid on her chest and
in spots on her cheeks, lips and neck.  Some landed on the face gag and
turned it dark red.

   After catching my breath, it was time for more fun!

   I picked the heaving Ms Tina up and plodded her on the work table.  I
wished I could do it more gently but I was too horny and weak to focus! 
She landed loudly, face flat on the table and hips jutting up.  I sat down
on her chair and 'examined' my captive.

   I parted Ms Tina's vulva with both palms.  With my right index finger I
stroked its entire length, giving special attention to the bump just above
the vagina with rapid circling and pressing.

   Mmph-mmph-mmmph!

   Ms Tina yanked her crotch violently, making her hard to finger properly.
Sometimes my nail would scrape her vagina walls, producing yells of pain.
Soon my finger strained from all that tricky tunneling, and I achingly
extracted with generous layers of vaginal fluid.  Without caring for how
fragile the table was, I clambered onto it as well.

   ...mmMMMMHH!!

   My Scout Mistress' body shook at my first penetration.  She jerked this
way and that to get away from me, but I held her hips like a vice and
thrust her doggie-style.  Ms Tina was tight, but her own arousal gave her
vaginal walls a sticky layer of cum.  As I invaded her slowly I heard
squishing sounds.  When I buried my cock inside her for the first time, I
sighed.  Then I began my fucking.

   We humped and groaned and jerked.  The table shook and squeaked
violently.  Files, stationery, ornaments and whatnot were tossed onto the
floor from our struggling and flailing.  MPHH!!  MMMPHH!!

   Ms Tina's body shivered and thrashed, then it softened like putty and
slumped on the table.  I knew she had come.  Taking advantage of how weak
she'd be for this moment, I decided on a final rope switch.

   I swiveled Ms Tina so that she lay parallel to the length of the table.
Then she was turned to her side.  One rope wound round a wrist, tied to a
table leg; then the other.  When I released the rope binding both wrists
together, the arms would be spread out but tied to the table legs on each
side.  The same for her feet.  I took the chance to yank off those
rolled-down shorts and panties the moment I parted her ankles.

   I stood up on the floor and took stock of the gorgeous sight- a
delicious and available body, spread-eagled for my slow devouring. 
Droplets of sweat formed into sheens over its heaving, curves of flesh. 
The arms were fully extended; the legs bent downward from the thigh down at
my side of the table, so that the vulva was poised at the edge- right in
front of and level with my cock.

   "I want you, Missy......  I want to possess you......" I panted.

   ......  mmMMMM!

   The muffled calls resumed when my hands clamped Ms Tina's tits again.  I
gripped both together, managing to hold both nipples on each side of my
mouth.  My darting tongue brushed from side to side, lubricating those
points trapped in my oral vice.

   "Ugh......  uuhh......  Missy!  I want so much to give you
pleasure...... let you enjoy me......  as much as I enjoy you......"

   The nipple-teasing hand switched to pinch.  This combination made her
emit the most high-pitched muffled yells!  My body bent over hers with my
raging hard-on jabbing her vaginal entrance.  Ms Tina tried shifting her
hips again, but the ropes gave her little room to maneuver.

   MMMMMMMMMPHH!!

   Ms Tina's reaction sounded different now- a mixture of delight and
panic. My cock, feeling a little spent already, was still stiff enough for
one final session.

   Ahhhh........!

   With another gasp I pulled outward, the constricting vulva muscles
seeming to object by seizing unyieldingly.

   YYRRRHH!!

   That longing was quickly quenched when I again plunged in the entire
length of my throbbing penis, eliciting by another yap.

   Ahhhh........!

   YYRRRHH!!

   Aaahh........!

   YYRRRRHHHHH!!!

   So we went, a different voice complementing each motion at a gradually
rising tempo.  I moved my hip in a circular motion to swivel my buried rod.
Then I tried lunging from different angles- from raised starting position,
lowered position, then sideway positions......

   Each varied motion made Ms Tina moan a different way.  She began to
respond in congruent hip movements- whether by instinct or to reduce her
vagina pains, I didn't know.

   "URRHH!!  Msss......  Tinaaaa......  I WANT YOU...... 
COMPLETELY......!!"

   Eventually both bodies slapped each other blindingly.  In such briskness
of humping, Ms Tina's verbal response only emerged a continuous
"YYR-RR-RR-RR-RR-!!"

   YYYYRRRRRRRGGGGHHHH!!

   A final, violent shudder from Ms Tina, and she experienced her final
climax.  I gave my final plunge- as deep as I could marshal- and my penis
exploded!

   EEEAAARRRRHHHH---!!!!

   Streams and streams of hot juice ejected from my penis, which I quickly
withdrew.  It felt like one continuous surge.  More hot cum landed on Ms
Tina's body, breasts and face.

   When I next opened my droopy eyes I found myself on the sofa, while
Missy still lay in her spread-eagled position on that table, blindfolded
and gagged.  I must have fallen asleep; and her too, from sheer exhaustion!

   Just then she stirred.  I thought if yet another session is possible,
but my poor penis couldn't take more than two ejaculations.  Only now, the
consequence of my rash act settled in.  I was in DEEP TROUBLE!

   My shaking hands removed her blindfold and gag first.  At least she was
safely restrained, in case she decided to kill me!  Those parched lips at
last spoke, "That was......  nice, Teddy.  Very nice......  We should do
this some time again......"

   RELIEF!!  Overwhelming me to the brink of faint!!

   "I think it's late......  Will you please release me now?" Ms Tina
pleaded hoarsely.

   Hastily I released her from her compromising posture.  She rubbed her
sore marks inflicted by those tight ropes and desperate struggling.  I
draped her uniform over her, recalling that her bra and shirt were ruined.
She buttoned up, braless, and put on her usual dark green skirt - without
the soaked panties.

   When dressed, Ms Tina glanced shyly through the corner of her eyes, and
remarked, "So......  Teddy's more than the nerdy boy I thought he is......"

   Ms Tina drove me right to my apartment block, but spoke little along the
way.  She managed a weak smile when we said our goodbyes.

   From then, I believed that things wouldn't be the same anymore between
me and my Scout Mistress.  Her promise of 'We should do this some time
again......' rang in my ears for the holidays.  It inspired many a round of
masturbation, visualizing a second encounter with her squealing in
enjoyment this time, or even myself in bondage.  I even studied the art of
bondage fervently, acquainting myself with its many methods.  I mentally
invented and rehearsed new postures too!

   However, she quit the scouts and sent me a personal email regretting
what she did.  She was too guilty to continue with the troupe.  Soon after
I quit the Scouts.  The group only reminded me of disappointment - so many
potential kinky encounters robbed from under my feet!

   I needed to join a new club...  and I heard the all-female Dance Club
was looking badly for a male member...

   ----

   If you enjoyed my trash, consider tipping me via Paypal (teddy.days at
gmail dot com).  I can write more and deliver better stories!

   ----

   **Profile**

   By day, I'm a normal guy working as a (mediocre) professional writer. 
By night, I enjoy writing trashy smut that blur the line between fact and
fiction.  I like my erotica brusque, simple, and visceral.  All email
feedback and comments appreciated!  ~Teddy Daze

   ----

   Copyright 2013 (C) Teddy Daze All rights reserved.  No reposting without
permission.  

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