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Copyright 1996-97,
Mary Jorsay Gandmar
<maryjg@finebody.com>

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                           Learning To Swim

    Meghna's lustrous eyes twinkled mischievously and she struggled to
    keep a straight face. It wasn't easy, and she giggled, earning a
    disapproving frown. She stifled her laughter.

    "I'm sorry I was so badly behaved," she murmured, not a hint of
    apology in her tone.

    "You realise your error?"

    "Yes, sir."

    "Which was?"

    "I swam only fifty lengths, instead of sixty."

    "A serious matter."

    "Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir. You will punish me, won't you, sir?"

    The tall, handsome man looked at her gravely, hiding a grin. "I'm
    afraid so, young lady. Step forward."

    Meekly, she stepped forward, her head bowed, her hands clasped.

    "Bend over."

    Meghna bent from the waist, her hands on her knees, her face on
    level with his belly.

    "More."

    She bent further. His crotch was inches from her face. There was a
    thick bulge between his legs. She waited silently.

    The man smiled to himself, looking down at her. He was a tanned,
    good-looking man in his late twenties. He had the superbly
    sculpted body of a professional swimmer: Long, smooth, rippling
    muscles, a hairless torso, broad shoulders that slashed in a
    savagely tapering V to a narrow waist and high hips. His belly was
    hard and flat, slabbed with muscle. His chest was deep and broad,
    with a thick cleft, his nipples pulled taut on either side.
    Muscles ripped down his smooth, inward-dipped back. His buttocks
    were taut and firm and his legs and arms were thick with muscle.
    He was clean-shaven, square-jawed with dark eyes and a thick shock
    of hair. His neck was strong, and he had a fine, aquiline nose and
    a wide, slim-lipped mouth. He wore a pair of small tight swimming
    briefs and nothing else.

    The girl looked up at him, and he concealed his smile, and felt a
    rush of excitement. Meghna was outrageous. She had an exquisite,
    oval, finely-chiselled face, with delicate bones, large, lustrous
    eyes, a fine, straight nose, wide, full lips, and a firm chin. Her
    hair was dark and silky, of shoulder length, and tied in a firm,
    bouncing pony-tail with a plain cotton band. Though she wasn't
    tall, her body was perfectly proportioned. A long, slender,
    graceful neck led to high, sloping breasts that were full and
    firm. Her stomach was trim and flat and her waist nipped in and
    then her hips flared gracefully and gently to long, firm legs. Her
    ankles and wrists were slender, like her toes and hands, and
    shapely. Her limbs were smoothly turned and her skin was smooth
    and clear and soft, yet firm, without a trace of flabbiness. She
    wore a one-piece Lycra competition swim-suit in deep blue. She was
    fifteen years old.

    Their eyes met and the man feigned stern displeasure. She
    concealed a gamin grin and bent her head again and waited. The
    man's hands fell to her shoulders and slipped the straps of her
    swimsuit down her arms. She shook her arms free of the suit.
    Slowly, he peeled the suit off her bent body. Her flesh was smooth
    and silken to the touch. As he drew it down to her hips and
    buttocks, he had to move closer and his crotch brushed her face.
    Gently, he pulled the suit off her buttocks and, bending slightly,
    down her thighs. She pushed it down to her knees.

    Stripped naked, the young schoolgirl awaited her punishment. The
    man pressed his loins to her face. His hands roamed her tender
    flesh, caressing her buttocks and pendulant breasts, slowly
    squeezing and parting her buttocks, his fingers exploring the dark
    cleft. His fingers fluttered over the puckered flesh of her anus,
    then slid lower to her cunt. Her hips writhed.

    "Be still!" His voice was low, but sharp. The girl froze.

    Gently, he caressed her. Meghna bit her lower lip and stifled a
    moan of pleasure as his fingers teased her anus and then dipped
    lower to her crotch. She ached to feel his finger in her slit,
    already wet and yearning for his touch. His hands fled to her
    breasts, cupping them gently, squeezing the mounds and finding
    them turgid and warm, swelling steadily. Her nipples were already
    hard. His hands moved down her back again to her buttocks.

    "Open your legs," he commanded.

    Meghna shuffled her legs apart. His fingers dipped into her crotch
    and found her slit, framed with sparse, neatly trimmed pubic fuzz,
    to be moist with anticipation. He chuckled softly and slowly
    squeezed a finger into her cunt.

    His penis was against her lips in his briefs. Meghna's lips parted
    and she caressed it with her lips and tongue through the thin,
    tight cloth. It began to respond. Her hips twitched. The man moved
    his finger slowly in and out of her hot, tight cunt. She remained
    bent over with her hands on her knees, awaiting his instructions.

    "Now. Show me your contrition, young lady," he murmured. "You know
    what you must do."

    It was what she was waiting for. Her hands moved up to his hips
    and she rolled down his briefs. His penis was long and dark and
    thick, uncircumcised, thickening rapidly. She knew it would swell
    to a magnificent nine-inch length and corresponding thickness.
    Meghna took it one hand and slipped her lips around it, jerking it
    in her fist. It rose smoothly, hardening and thickening in her
    mouth. His hand pumped at her buttocks, a finger arched into her
    cunt.

    The man smiled down at her, his hips moving back and forth, his
    swollen cock glistening in her fingers and sliding in and out of
    her mouth. Her lips and fingers shone with pre-cum gunk. Her chest
    heaved and her breasts swung and shook as her body rocked back and
    forth, bowed in mock contrition before him. Her hips writhed and
    his palm, with a finger arched, slapped softly at her buttocks.

    "Yes," he grunted softly. "That's very satisfactory, young lady. I
    can see that you truly regret your lapse."

    Meghna groaned deep in her throat, caressing her lust-ridden face
    with his penis, her head turned up, lasciviously licking his
    swollen shaft, winding her long tongue around his cock-head. She
    cupped his balls, bent her head, licked and sucked them and then,
    holding his hips with both hands, took his penis deep in her mouth
    and sucked it furiously and hungrily. The man gasped, his head
    snapping back and, with one hand on her head, the other slapping
    rapidly between her trembling, swaying, writhing buttocks, fucked
    her face eagerly, thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth. It
    was a warm, wet suction-device and he felt his penis throb and his
    balls surge with excitement. Finally, he pushed her head away.

    "Now," he said, satisfied. "It is time for the rest of your
    punishment. Turn around and bend over."

    Meghna obeyed meekly and turned around and bent forward, her hands
    on her knees, her buttocks thrust back at him. He pressed his
    cock-head to her cunt from behind.

    "How many strokes shall it be this time?" He asked.

    "You must decide, sir," she gasped softly. "As many as are
    necessary for my sake, so that I improve."

    "That is good. What must you learn from this?"

    "To -- to -- do what I am told. Always to obey."

    "Correct. Count the strokes after one."

    "Yes, sir. I will."

    "One." The man flexed his buttocks and, holding her hips, thrust
    his hips forward. His cock surged into the teenager's cunt-flesh.

    Meghna gasped and cried out, her head snapping up. His penis burst
    into her cunt, hot and hard and throbbing, going in deeper and
    deeper. The man held her hips and smoothly flexed his buttocks
    taut, pushing his hips forward till his penis was buried in her
    cunt to the hilt. He paused briefly and she groaned, her buttocks
    squirming against his thighs. He squeezed her dangling, succulent
    breasts. His hips eased back and his cock slid slowly outward.
    Meghna groaned. Flexing his buttocks, he swung his hips and thrust
    into her again.

    "OH!" She gasped. "Ohhhh yes!"

    "Count!" He snapped.

    "Two!" She gasped.

    He pulled out and thrust in again and now it was with a snap of
    his hips.

    "Three! Four! Ohhh god five! Ohhh yes, six! Ohh, sir! Ohhh yes,
    ohhh yes, sir, yes! Oh ma uhh Ohhh uhh oh uhh oh ma uhh ohhh oh
    yes sir ohhh yes oh god yes!"

    "Keep counting!" He barked. "Or else your punishment will be
    doubled! Keep counting!"

    He fucked her hard and Meghna gasped and mumbled the numbers, her
    body jerking and lurching with thrusts. He took her hard, his hips
    slapping against her thighs, his inflamed cock bursting into her
    flesh again and again, his hands on her hips, sliding up now and
    then to squeeze her pendulous, swinging, wobbling breasts. Faster
    and faster he went, and her chanting of the numbers grew confused,
    interspersed with ululating moans as his penis rocked rapidly in
    and out of her cunt, his hips swinging rapidly and gyrating to
    enter her from all angles. The fifteen-year old schoolgirl's body
    trembled and shook and lurched eagerly beneath his and her cries
    were sharp and eager and hungry. Her cunt convulsed on his
    throbbing penis and he flung his head back and groaned, pounding
    into her flesh, squeezing his penis in as far as it would go, as
    though he couldn't have enough of its heat and cramping tightness.

    Her orgasm was sharp and intense and she gasped, her head arching,
    radiant with excitement as the heat of the climax swept through
    her slender frame. The man went into her with a spiralling,
    skewering, thrust, pulled out, then entered her again, and yet
    again. Meghna groaned in joy. Finally, it ebbed. She remained bent
    over, his cock in her cunt. The man looked down at her, his chest
    heaving with excitement. She was incredibly sexy, and he wasn't
    done.

    "I'm disappointed," he said softly. "You did not keep your
    promise. You did not count."

    "I did, sir!" She said. "I counted in my mind!"

    "You were not told you could. You must be punished."

    "Oh, sir!"

    "Very well. Tell me how many strokes there were. If you are right,
    I will forgive you the rest. If not, the punishment will be
    severe."

    "One hundred and seventy-two, sir! I counted!"

    "I'm sorry. You're wrong. It was one hundred and seventy-five.
    Exactly."

    "Oh, sir!" Meghna pretended to be in distress.

    "A rule is a rule," he said firmly. "You will be sodomised. And
    then you will suck my penis and swallow my seed. Let this be a
    lesson to you."

    "Yes, sir," she said meekly, but thoroughly delighted. "As you
    say, sir."

    He slid out of her cunt and pressed his cock-head to her tight
    little anus. Meghna tensed and then, as he pressed firmly forward,
    holding her hips, yielded. His cock-head popped into her
    rear-channel. She cried out, her head snapping up, her face
    contorted in a rictus of pain and joy. He chuckled.

    "That's better. Now you're learning!"

    Holding her firm and steady with his hands on her slender waist,
    he flexed his buttocks and squeezed his inflamed penis into her
    tight little anus. Meghna panted in agonised pleasure. The pain
    receded as his cock went deeper and deeper into her asshole and
    now there was only the heat in her loins. She squirmed her
    buttocks backward, taking his cock deeper into her ass, till all
    nine inches of him were buried in her ass.

    "God, yes!" She gasped. "Do it! Fuck my ass! Ohhh god yes! Give it
    to me!"

    "That," he said, "is my intention."

    The man fucked the fifteen-year old schoolgirl's ass for several
    minutes with intense and immense enjoyment. His hips rocked
    unhurriedly back and forth, and his cock slid in and out of her
    ass, appearing and disappearing between the curves of her
    buttocks. He held her hips and moved her ass up and down on his
    shaft. The girl groaned and moaned and gasped and panted and
    rocked back and forth under her master, her swollen breasts
    jiggling with his thrusts. He clenched and squeezed them hard in
    his hands.

    "Ohhh sir! Ohhhh yes! Ohhhh god yes! OHH OHHHH sir-sir-sir yes!"

    Her anus was tight and hot and it squeezed his penis hungrily. The
    man gasped.

    "Mmmm -- yes -- yes -- I can see that you're sorry --"

    "Yes, sir -- no, sir -- I mean, yes -- yes I'm sorry, sir --"

    He chuckled. "I accept your apology and contrition. You're
    forgiven."

    "Oh thank you, sir! Now fuck me hard, sir! Fuck me! Fuck my ass,
    sir, please! Do it to me, sir, please!"

    The man laughed. "Certainly, young lady! Anything you say!"

    He dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her slender waist and
    began sodomizing her slowly and deeply and thoroughly. He rocked
    his hips to and fro and back and forth, crushing his inflamed
    penis into the delightful tightness of her hot rear channel. Bent
    over before him, the fifteen-year old moaned and gasped, her
    breath coming in heaving, cracked sobs of pure pleasure. His penis
    was enormous, hot and heavy and the sensation of it grinding and
    squelching rhythmically in and out of her anus was heavenly. She
    squirmed her hips and buttocks against his thighs. He slid his
    hands up under her body and squeezed her breasts, grunting and
    groaning his pleasure.

    "Mm -- take it -- c'mon -- take it -- yes -- that is very good --
    ohhh yes -- c'mon -- ohhhh uhhh yes!"

    "Ohh uhh OHHH uhh OH sir yes! Ohhh god yes! Punish me sir -- fuck
    me -- fuck my ass ohhh god yes -- ohhh yes!"

    The man thrust his hand under her belly to her crotch and, arching
    a finger into her slit, masturbated her rapidly. Her clitoris was
    hard and stiff and he flicked it back and forth.

    Meghna's face whipped up and she cried out as another orgasm
    crashed over her. The man chuckled dryly, and rocked his hips back
    and forth, stuffing his penis into her ass.

    When her climax waned, he slipped his penis out of her. Meghna
    gasped at the release of pressure and, trembling and panting and
    gasping, fell to her knees before him. She paused for a moment,
    her head bowed, her chest heaving, her body shaking with the
    strain and then, turning around before him, pushed her head
    between his legs. Taking his cock in one hand, jerking it, she
    slipped her lips around it and began to suck it again.

    The man's penis was coated with her cunt and ass juices and his
    slippery gunk and it tasted heavenly. Meghna felt dizzy. She
    sucked his cock slowly and heavily, taking him deep in her mouth
    and licking it lasciviously. He grunted and, holding her head,
    moved it back and forth as he pumped his hips and fucked her face.
    Meghna groaned deep in her throat and sucked him harder and faster
    and deeper. His cock throbbed angrily in her mouth and, with a
    soft gasp, he came. Meghna sensed his climax and sucked his penis
    sharply, then tilted her head back, opening her lips and jerking
    his cock in her fist. Gunk spurted from his cock-head into her
    mouth and splashed on her face. She shook his cock over her face
    and breasts, taking his seed on her body, then took his cock in
    her mouth and sucked him slowly. The man groaned. Slowly, he lost
    his erection.

    He stepped back and she pulled his briefs up for him, and, still
    kneeling on the floor, her face and breasts shining with his gunk,
    smiled wantonly at him. She cupped her breasts, massaging his seed
    into her flesh.

    "Thank you, sir," she said softly. "You are very kind. I will try
    and be good from now on. I will always do as you say."

    "Yes. You must always obey, always. That is the code."

    "Yes, sir. I will do as you say."

    "Stand up."

    She got up and he kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her
    mouth. She wound her arm about his head and squirmed against him,
    her hands caressing his superb body. He pushed her away.

    "Go on, now," he said gently. "It's almost time for your study
    period, Meg. You can't stay here forever."

    She groaned. "I wish I could. Must I go? I can do the work at
    night. You could sign me out of class."

    "I'll do no such thing. You've got to study, can't just fuck your
    way through school."

    "Whyever not?" Meghna looked genuinely surprised. "It's more fun,
    and it's not like I don't learn!"

    "Rubbish. All you learn is anatomy -- your teacher's anatomy."

    Meghna giggled. "At least that's one paper I'll do well in. Just
    last evening, I learned all about curves and angles from
    Golwalkar."

    "Who, the math teacher?"

    "Yes. He showed me all kinds of things."

    "The sod. So now he's fucking you, too?"

    "Oh yes. Several weeks now. Ever since I plugged his exam. This
    time I'll get an A. He really loves fucking my ass."

    "I'm sure you will," the man laughed. "But your Physics marks are
    still appalling."

    "Not for long," she grinned. "Ramchandran's been fucking me, too,
    over the past few days."

    "That stupid bugger!"

    She grinned and shrugged impishly. "Yes, he does that, too. I
    don't mind." She giggled irrepressibly. "He taught me all about
    motion."

    "Yeah, I bet. It still won't work."

    "I think it might."

    "You're a nymphomaniac."

    "Are you complaining?"

    "Not at all."

    "Then shut up and fuck me."

    "Do you want to be punished again?"

    "Yes! Yes, of course I do!"

    The man laughed.

    "Fuck me again, Alex," she whispered, her tongue in his ear. "Fuck
    me as much as you like."

    He laughed and slapped her bottom and pushed her away again.

    "Get out, you randy little slut," he chuckled. "Go get an
    education."

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