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 Dad and the schoolgirls - part 3
   (Continuing the story of my Dad, me and my friends)
   Carla, my best friend, was sitting on the edge of a fountain in a park.
Beside her was a big black guy, Jon, who was the janitor at our all-girls
school.  He was sporting the biggest boner ever and Carla had just
extracted it from his clothes.  She was just wrapping her little hands
around the gigantic pulsating shaft.  I was watching closely, my pussy
dripping juices and aching with desire.  I'd already seen his huge fingers
pushing inside Carla's tight young pussy and making her groan with lust. 
Now he was demanding that she did something for him.
   She giggled as she wrapped her hands round his large cock.  He, on the
other hand, just groaned with pleasure.  I could see that the tip of his
cock was oozing a clear liquid.  It looked nice enough to lick up, but I
couldn't move.  I was so much enjoying just watching them.  There were
people moving around on every side, except they couldn't see what the two
of them were doing.  I blocked any view of that.
   Jon showed her how he wanted her to use her hands, stroking slowly up
and down the huge shaft.  He was groaning and throwing his head about as
she got the idea.  Soon she was moaning too as his cock seemed to get even
bigger in her little hands.  Suddenly, Jon stopped her.
   "Put your mouth over the end...now!" he cried.
   Carla did as he asked and I saw her eyes quickly open wide and her
cheeks bulged out.  She struggled to swallow, but just couldn't make it. 
She let his cock head fall from her mouth, where it just seemed to go crazy
in her hands, spurting white stuff out everywhere.  Now people could see
what was happening and they began to shout and yell.
   Carla stood up and moved away quickly, pulling me with her.  Jon sat for
a moment staring at his cock as it kept spurting and writhing around.  He
was very conscious of the fact that there was now a large crowd.  He
quickly tried to push his huge cock away and ran off.  Several of the
people who'd seen it happening just giggled, especially the young girls. 
Luckily there were no kids around, and no old ladies either.  Carla and I
melted away into the trees and quickly ran back to our bikes.  We jumped on
and cycled as fast as we could back to her house.
   When we got there, we were both totally out of breath, but we still had
enough energy to have a good laugh about that experience.
   "He made me so hot...with his kisses and his fingers," admitted Carla.
   "Me too - just watching!" I replied.  "I nearly orgasmed!"
   Carla giggled as we opened the side door of her Mum's house inside the
garage.
   "Let's go and have a swim.  I need to cool down!" said Carla, eagerly.
   "I know I don't need swimwear, but even so I don't have anything on
under this dress," I warned her.
   "Nor do I," she cried, pulling her little dress over her head and
standing before me completely naked.
   She looked fabulous and my pussy gushed even more.  We'd not been
friends for that long, but now I began to feel very warm towards her.  I
pulled off my dress too and we both giggled, seeing each other naked for
the first time.
   "You're pretty," Carla said, sweetly.
   "You're gorgeous," I told her.
   She giggled.
   "OK.  I mean you're gorgeous too!" she added.
   She came right up to me and our bodies touched, breasts first.  A tingle
shot through my body and I hugged her to me, not tentatively.  She
responded by wrapping her arms tightly round me and we began to kiss.  This
was not a friendly kiss.  Well, I suppose it was for a few seconds, but
then lust took over and the kiss deepened into a tongue-exploring lips
thrashing kiss; it had me close to orgasm within seconds.
   "Touch me!" I urged her.  "Please!"
   Carla's fingers traced slowly down between us until they began to
explore close to my pussy.  As soon as her fingers found my clit and
stroked it gently, I exploded into orgasm.  My legs gave way and I fell to
the floor, pulling her with me.  I cried, squealed and moaned with my own
pleasure, feeling her so close beside me.
   At that moment, the side door opened again and in came Carla's mother.
She stopped in amazement as she saw the two us, completely naked, writhing
on the floor together.  Then her face broadened into a lovely smile.
   "Hello, Sara," she began.  "Nice of you to get to know Carla so soon! 
It's OK.  Don't get up.  I understand about these things.  Carla is such a
delicious girl, isn't she?"
   I nodded eagerly as Carla slowly moved her hand away from my pussy.  She
looked up at her Mum and grinned.  What else could she do?
   "Just having such fun, Mum," she chuckled.  "Shall we have a swim now?"
she asked me.
   I nodded and followed her out to the pool, conscious of her mother's
eyes on us both all the time.  We dove into the pool and began to swim and
play around.
   "Mum will be out soon," Carla told me.  "She loves her after work swim."
   Sure enough, in about 5 minutes Carla's mother emerged from the house,
wrapped in a small towel.  As soon as she got to the edge of the pool, she
dropped her towel, to reveal what I can only call a perfect model's body.
Curves in all the right places, and not too much.  She was slim too with
beautiful long legs.  If I'd been a guy, I'd have wanted her desperately.
As a young girl, I guess my feelings for her were close to that anyway. 
She looked wonderful!
   I watched with admiration as she stepped into the pool elegantly and
began to swim like an expert.  Carla also watched her Mum, with a similar
look on her face.  I wondered whether there was more than just a
mother-daughter relationship going on between them.  They were both rather
lovely females.
   After a while of swimming and messing about, we all decided to go
indoors.  Stepping out of the pool naked, together with two such delightful
naked bodies, I felt quite young and immature.  They both had lovely shaped
breasts and gorgeous hips - my breasts were just starting to grow and my
hips were non-existent.
   It didn't matter once we were inside and dressed again.  In fact, it was
a while before Carla's Mum came downstairs after going up to dress.  But
when she did appear, Carla and I both gasped.
   She was wearing an extremely short yellow dress.  It moulded to her
figure and showed off her beautiful legs.  She looked stunning.  She saw
how we were looking at her.
   "Look, you two.  If you can dress in those short dresses and go to the
Mall, then so can I!" she giggled.  "At least I've got a figure worth
looking at.  Oh, sorry, Carla, but yours is still too young for most guys.
And Sara's just beginning.  Nice, but..."
   we moved into their lounge and sat on easy chairs.  All of our dresses
were so short that panties (or not) were showing.
   "Don't you believe it," I heard myself say in a loud whisper.
   "What was that, dear?" asked Carla's Mum.
   "I just meant that guys our age like what we look like," I said quickly.
   "And not just our age!" added Carla, audaciously.
   "Have you been up to something?" asked her mother.
   "Maybe.  But I'm not telling!" answered Carla, blushing.
   "It won't hurt to tell.  She is your Mum," I urged.
   "I'm not...oh OK," continued Carla.  "There's this guy at school.  He's
a big black guy."
   "The janitor?" asked her Mum, incredulously.
   "Yea, him!" agreed Carla.  "Well, he's been looking at me weird and I
started to tease him."
   "You haven't..." Her Mum looked at her and giggled.  "You have!"
   "Sorry, Mum, but yes, just yesterday," Carla admitted.
   "That's funny," said her Mum, smiling.  "Well, now I can at last tell
you.  You know your Dad's been away a lot?"
   "Yea - we hardly ever see him these days," said Carla.
   "He's got another woman - she's younger.  In fact, just a kid!" retorted
her Mum.  "I can't just sit around and think about him all day, now can I?"
   "I guess not," said Carla, grinning at me as if she knew what was coming
next.
   "Well, that janitor is rather nice.  In fact, he's very sweet.  He's
been round her a lot recently."
   Carla and I stared at each other, then our jaws dropped.  I was the
first to say anything.
   "You've been doing it with Jon?"
   "Um, yes.  Is that his name?  I forgot to ask," said Carla's Mum.  "He's
quite big, isn't he?"
   Her eyes glazed over as she obviously thought of the janitor's huge
cock. Carla smiled knowingly.
   "He did it to me yesterday...quickly...after school...he came in about
10 seconds!" she scoffed.  "Far too fast for me..."
   "But doesn't he cum a lot?" her Mum said.  "He's much better the second
and third times!"
   "Mum!" cried Carla, amazed.  "What have you been doing?"
   "Satisfying a craving for big black cock that I've had since the first
one when I was 14!" she replied, grinning sexily.  "He's been doing me on a
regular basis in the mornings while you girls are at school.  You've
noticed he's never around in the mornings?"
   "Not really," I replied, "But we'll keep an eye on him now."
   "You don't need to.  He's coming round for dinner tonight!"
   "OMG!" cried Carla.  "No!  He can't"
   "Oh yes he can.  And if you're up for it, stay around and join in,"
suggested her Mum.
   "I've told Sara she can stay here tonight because her Dad's having the
principal, in the best possible way!"
   "Your principal.  The older lady from school?"
   "Yep.  Marcie.  And from all things I've heard," I said, "she's hot
stuff."
   "That's hard to believe, but you've seen them?" asked Carla's Mum.
   "Nope.  Just heard her cries of pleasure.  I want to watch, but I'm a
bit young," i replied.
   "Did you watch Jon and Carla yesterday?" she asked me.
   "No.  Carla called me and the met me in the Mall to tell me.  Awesome
for her!" I replied.
   "But she did watch..." began Carla.  "Uh oh!"
   "You've not done it with him today as well?" asked her Mum, looking
quite amazed.
   Carla graphically recounted the events of early this afternoon, at which
point her Mum became positively agitated.
   "I did tell him you might be amenable...dear!" she began.
   Carla looked shocked.
   "You set him up with me?  How could you, Mum?" she cried, almost in
tears.
   "But you enjoyed him, you told me," I added my bit to the fun!
   "Well, I did, especially...you know," she admitted.
   "No.  I don't know.  So tell me everything," her Mum demanded.
   Carla then told her Mum about getting his huge cock inside her and how
good it felt.  It was clear that her Mum had intended this to happen.
   When she'd finished all the details, her Mum was looking at her with
glazed eyes.
   "I wish he was here now!" she murmured.  "I could enjoy that hard cock!"
   I couldn't believe I was hearing this.  Just a few days ago, I'd not
done anything sexual.  Now I was into masturbating with a group of girls,
I'd heard about my best friend having sex for the first time, and now I
knew it had been arranged by her Mum, I'd watched her make the same guy cum
like a fountain, and been getting aroused by being naked with two other
naked women...WOW!  And maybe later that day I was going to be able to
watch a big black guy having sex with the most beautiful woman I'd ever
seen...was this what growing up was all about?
   Carla's Mum, I think her name was Joanne, looked at me and smiled.
   "You are young to be hearing these things, aren't you, Sara?" she mused.
"But such a pretty girl."
   She put her arm around me and pulled me to her.  It felt good to feel
her do this - unexpected but good.  Carla looked at me and grinned.
   "Mum's always liked you," she admitted.
   I felt myself slipping into something I wasn't sure I was ready for. 
But I seemed to no longer be in control.
   Joanne turned my face towards her and offered me her gorgeous full lips.
I slowly approached her and we kissed.  I was very tentative, as I'd not
kissed a grown woman before.  She began to stroke my back and then her kiss
became more intimate.  Her mouth opened and she began to explore my lips
and mouth with her tongue.  I closed my eyes and moaned with pleasure,
hearing Carla moaning softly beside me too.  This was becoming an amazing
dream.
   I felt Joanne's hands sliding down onto my legs.  She pushed them gently
apart while still kissing me.  Then she broke our kiss.
   I looked deep into her eyes, but she looked over to her daughter.
   "Carla, this lovely young girl deserves your expert tongue," she
murmured.
   (continued in part 4)
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Dad and the schoolgirls - part 3