Fieldwork by Hamilton Joyce Mf Mm

The  first day of a field-trip is always wearing. The kids are boisterous, and 
some of their equipment is bound to be faulty. Add to that two fierce rain 
showers...and I felt I deserved a couple of beers before supper. I'd had 
these...alone ...the kids gone to get out of their damp clothes.

More satisfied and relaxed now, I collected my key and was going back to my 
room.

In the corridor a wet-dream in daytime! She stood there, red lips, clear teenage 
skin, blonde hair. But more to the point, a tight , white cotton vest that hugged 
her chest, exposed the tops of her lovely young breasts, and left me in no doubt 
she was wearing no bra. As she came towards me, her breasts moved, and her 
nipples stood, clear through the thin, cheap cotton. She was bare-footed, and 
her long, tanned legs reached up, and up, and up to that sweet little crotch that 
just once, months ago, I had had a fleeting glimpse of. But not much was 
hidden now. Her shorts were so tight they might have been painted on. A 
shiny, gold , thin material that showed every movement of her trim, little-girl 
arse as she walked. Up in her crotch....my eyes fixed on it despite myself... the 
material had separated her cunt lips, ridden up, and she might as well have 
been naked.

'Tracy! bathed and dressed already!'

'Yes sir! I was waiting for you. There was something I wanted!'

She said no more, but what she wanted was immediately clear, as in a second 
her arms were round my neck, her breasts against my open-shirted chest, her 
belly and cunt pressed against my thighs (I was wearing shorts too), and her 
lips on mine. I had a momentary pang of conscience...or perhaps fear as to the 
possible outcome. News of the World! Schoolmaster sex with under-age girls 
on schooltrip! But her insistant tongue couldn't be denied, and my lips 
responded, my arms around her, my hands on the slippery fabric of her bottom, 
feeling, caressing, pulling her to me.

We kissed hard...for and age it seemed to me. She broke away. 'I knew you 
wanted that , sir. I've seen you watching me all the year.'

'Was I so obvious, then? I thought I was being discrete!'

'I knew! And I wanted you too. Feel how my heart is beating!'  She took my 
hand and placed it on the top of a bare, white breast, my fingers against her 
cleavage. I left it resting there as we kissed again. It was certainly throbbing 
with her excited heartbeat! And it was firm and smooth. A small, hard breast, 
just as I had dreamed of all year!

'We can't stay here, sir. Heather's in my room, my roommate, Heather.'

'Mine then!' I fumbled with the key in my haste. She giggled.

'Let me!'

In the room we stood looking at each other.

'I like that!' I had a hard-on now, and she , while kissing, reached down and 
gripped it through my khaki shorts. 'Yes I like that.' She knelt in front of me, 
unzipped me, and pulled it loose from my pants. 'Yes! I like that.' She pulled 
her tank-top up and over her blonde hair, and pressed my cock into the slight 
cleavage between her tits.

'There, sir. You can look at, and feel my tits as much as you want. Put your 
hand right down, and feel my nips! I know you want to. I've seen you looking 
into my blouse!'

She was right of course, though I was shocked for a moment that I'd been 
discovered. Yes, When helping her, perhaps with some difficult calculation, 
I'd stood over her, finding it difficult to concentrate as I could see the swelling 
of her lovely bosom down the front of her school-shirt, or round the edges of 
her singlet, under her arms. Sometimes she wore a thin, white, lacy bra, but 
once or twice a  glimpse of a bare, rosy nipple! And now I could reach down 
with both hands, and tweak a rosy nipple, so small yet hard as a nut, one nipple 
between the fingers and thumbs of each hand.

She knelt lower, and I couldn't really reach, as she took my knob in her mouth. 
My two hands held her head, ruffling her fine, blonde hair. I knew I would find 
it difficult to hold back, with the suction of her lips, and the accumulated 
tension of a year of looking at her lovely face and body....and yes the nubile 
Heather, and the other girls in the class. She must have sensed it too, because 
she stopped sucking , and pulled my sandals off, and my pants down. I pulled 
my t-shirt up over my head, and she stood there looking at me, naked....my 
cock pointing at her, at forty-five degrees. ('That's half a right-angle girls, or a 
one-in-two gradient!')

'Yes I've wanted that.' As she stood there, lovely pert breasts......I could see a 
darker patch in the fabric between her thighs. No. There was no doubt she had 
a serious case of the hots for me. 'You'll have to help me with these, Sir. 
They're a bit tight!' She giggled again. God! She was lovely. And radiantly 
happy as only a teenage girl really can be.

I knelt in front of her now, and pulled the tight, gripping shorts down. As they 
slipped past her mound, I allowed my face to brush the tidy, trimmed little 
bush of pubic hair. She gasped, and pulled my face right up against her crotch. 
her hands grasping my hair. The shorts slipped down to her ankles. She had a 
lovely perfume of arousal. I allowed myself to explore, with my tongue, the 
inner lips as I clutched at her naked bottom.

She stood smiling at me, radiant, confident in her blonde beauty. Her tits 
defied gravity, pointing apart. Long legs. Lightly haired mound. Trim arse. 
Lucky me!

'I can't wait , sir. I've waited so long. ' She lay on the bed, and I thumped 
down beside her , kissing her, half lying over her, my weight on her tits, and 
my hand feeling for her cunt. She rolled me over on my back, my cock 
standing ('At  ninety degrees. That's a right-angle, girls!). She straddled me, 
grasped my cock, and suddenly it was engulfed in her tight, moist warmth. She 
sighed as she lowered herself onto me, till her naked cunt lips, shaven I 
assumed, rested on my own hair. I noticed she had leaned forward slightly so 
her clit, that hard little nub my tongue had made out so clearly as I pulled her 
shorts own, that hard little clit was rubbing against the very base of my cock.

She raised herself an inch or two, and I was able to get the palms of both hands 
under her  little, scarcely-developed rump, lifting her an inch or two further, 
till only my knob was in her. Then she let herself drop again, this time heavily, 
so her full weight dragged the clit down my prick, and she managed to get 
perhaps an extra half inch of throbbing cock up into her warm, muscular 
vagina.

Now the movement was becoming rhythmic, the beat being maintained by her 
little sobs and squeals as she rocked up and down on me. There was no need 
for me to move at all, and I lay back motionless as the slim, athletic girl 
worked her magic on me. I now had just one hand under her arse, gently 
helping her to raise herself for each sliding, scintillating downward thrust. My 
other hand caressed her back, sometimes one breast, sometimes the other, 
sometimes tracing her lips, or feeling the smooth skin of her slender neck.

I closed my eyes in ecstacy! Fancy that. A lovely , young, teenage girl's body 
to look at....and I had to close my eyes. I didn't want to come, but her thrusts 
were getting fiercer, quicker. Her hands were now beating on my chest where 
earlier they had been teasing at the hair, or caressing my shoulders or biceps. 
She was panting and moaning now. The orgasm was approaching. I wanted to 
excel! Mustn't come yet! I tried my old trick of counting in sevens. It was 
working. I was holding the orgasm off! Two hundred and eighty, two hundred 
and eighty seven, two hundred and ninety four, three hundred and one.....I 
reached three hundred and sixty four when her orgasm came. She collapsed on 
my chest, her lovely tits pressed 
against me, and fastened her mouth on mine. I gripped her bottom, two 
handed. Her arms were round my neck. I felt her contractions, gripping and 
relaxing round my cock. I had to 
start counting again! She was muttering obscenities even as she kissed me, 
until finally she was relaxed and silent.

This was my cue to start moving. I was safe from coming, at least for a 
moment or two, and I ground my pelvis against her clit, but scarcely moving 
my hips enough to move my cock in her. God! She was tight! But as I moved 
she relaxed, and I started to move my cock.

Without disengaging, and still locked mouth to mouth, I tipped her over so she 
was on her back, legs wide apart, and I was deep inside her. Lying on top. 
Crushing her breasts and fragile-appearing body beneath my weight. I knew 
her firm , muscular frame would support me!

She opened her eyes, and was about to speak when I closed my mouth onto 
hers, licking her lips with my tongue. She caressed my thighs as I supported 
my weight on one arm beside her, the other grasping her breast. She closed her 
eyes again, and my long, slow  strokes started to work their own magic. I had 
ridden up high on her , so that with every push and every withdrawal, my cock 
raked across her clit, so hard now that I could feel it even through my erect 
prick.

Her hand was resting in the crease of my bum now, and this, plus her legs , 
way up around my waist, was almost intolerably exciting. She was panting 
again, and I didn't dare stop even for a moment. She was close, and , eyes still 
shut, was muttering, 'Fuck me, fuck me sir. I want it. More, Harder! Oh! 
Now...now...now.' As her excitement rose I went at her harder and 
faster.......counting in sevens furiously....way up in the six hundreds by now!

I could feel her orgasm, spasms wracking her body, her belly arching to meet 
mine, her arms gripping my thighs, her legs tightening across my back, making 
it difficult to withdraw the full length each time.

Her orgasm died away, and I reverted to long, slow, deep penetrations.

'Oh! Sir! That was lovely!'

'Not done yet, sweetie! Kiss me!'

Our lips locked together, arms and legs, bellies chest and breast...all touching, 
all one. Sweat pouring from me onto her. Her tits firm under me. Now she was 
moving with me, and her 
panting , tiny cries, told me she was going into a phase of small orgasms, each 
following immediately after the last. This must have gone on for some 
minutes, and she probably had five or six little climaxes. Happy the man who 
eventually got this girl, who had learned to be multi-orgasmic.

'Please, sir. That's enough! I can't take any more. It's too much!'

'Over then. Kneel down, and I'll allow myself to come. I've been holding it 
back for ages. And when it does come, it'll fill you!'

She knelt in front of me, and I slipped a pillow under her. It seemed likely to 
me she would collapse pretty quickly! And what a body. Lovely legs, lovely 
round bum. Hairless lips! I slipped it back into her, and heard her gasp at the 
extra inch this position gave. Her cunt felt bigger now after all those orgasms, 
and I slipped in and out happily, right up to my balls. I kept my hand off her 
clit, but must admit to reaching round to get those lovely tits, and use them to 
pull her onto me, using them to control her movements against my belly and 
thighs as I fucked her.

I was right. She was still orgasmic, and with the cries of her next climax, she 
collapsed. 

I stopped for a moment. Her bottom was half-open, half-closed. I spread the 
crease with both hands, thubs into the flesh of her cleavage, palms over the 
softness of her curvy bum. Her arsewhole was brown, not red like her nipples, 
and smooth. No wrinkles. And no hair....not the slightest fluff. It shone and 
glistened with the juices of her orgasms. I couldn't resist. I shoved my cock 
back into her cunt, and with the same movement, penetrated her oh-so-
desirable bottom with an index finger. She gave a little scream. But as my 
cock rove in and out, my finger...and then two fingers ....following the same 
rhythm, she came yet again! Jesus! I'd never had one like this. Paerhaps all 
teenage girls could do this. I knew teenage boys can come and come again...all 
night!

With this orgasm, I decided to let myself go. Out of her cunt, and hard, deep 
into her bottom, where my finger-fucking had prepared the way. She hadn't 
moved. Still collapsed on her belly. 

It was getting intolerable for me now. I reached one hand under and grabbed a 
tit. Squeezed it hard. Rewarded with a little shriek. Thighs beating against 
bottom. Balls swinging against cunt-lips. Hand grasping thigh. Her, face 
stifled in bedclothes. Bum moving under me. Squeaks. Panting. Now! Now! 
Now! She came again, and with long, deep, fierce strokes, I pumped the 
accumaulated come of and hour's arousal, hot and gushing, into her rectum.

We fell apart, and lay silent. Literally fucked!

A few moments, and she had recovered. She lay on her back, supporting 
herself on her elbows. My God! Her tits were good!

'Sir. I've never had it like that before sir. It was wonderful. You made me 
come and come! And up my bum,too.'

'That's practice, Tracy.  Young boys may be more handsome....but they have 
to learn that like everything else.'

'I think you're handsome too. She stroked my thigh. 'Very!'

'I was so pleased you're noe a virgin!'

'I thought men liked virgins! I was a virgin in my bum,sir.'

'More fun with you!' We both giggled. 'I suppose it's Trevor?'

'Yes! But...you won't laugh will you?......He wasn't the first. That was 
Heather!'

'What, Heather Pacciano?'

'Yes! She had me with her strap-on...oh at least three years ago. She's done all 
the girls by now. Though I think I was her first.'

'I'd love to see that. Fancy! Does she do you kneeling....?'

'Oh all ways! She doesn't let boys have her....but she'd let you watch if you 
want.'

'I want! Oh dear me, yes I want!'

My fingers were combing her pubic hair as we talked. 'This is nice. You must 
shave here?' My fingers traced her naked cunt-lips.'

'That's Heather. She did it to Jacqueline first. And then we all wanted her to 
do it for us. She loves doing it , of course.' She laughed this time.

'Well I think it's lovely. You know, I must confess, I sneak little peeps at your 
crotch in class. You wear very lovely, satiny knickers, and I love to see them 
tight up against your little cunt.' I was stroking her cunt.

'Please, sir. No more. I don't want any more. I know you like looking....that's 
why I open my legs and slip down in my seat sometimes...so you can see. '

'Then those transparant white panties were not an accident!' 

'No. I bought them specially...and wore them when I was feeling especially 
randy for you, sir. I would run off to the loos after....and bring myself off while 
imagining this.' She grasped my cock...hard again. 'Imagining what this would 
look like. I could see its shape through your trousers!'

'If I could blush I would.'

'Let me do this!' She took my knob in her mouth, and for the second time I lay 
back and had this lovely girl pleasure me.

She was quite skilled. Clearly Trevor...and who else, I wondered...probably all 
the boys in the class.....had shown her what men like. Good suction on the 
knob. Running her open lips up and down the sensitive vein, as a diversion, 
tickling my balls with her tongue. Grasping my cock, and lowering her mouth 
till all but the last inch was in her throat. Licking round the crown...and then 
more, gobbling suction.

'I can taste you're coming a bit , sir.' She lay over on her back. 'Please, sir. 
Come over my tits and face. Look I'll open my mouth. See if you can aim 
straight. ' Her eyes laughed as she spoke. Provocatively, as I knelt above her, 
she fondled my arse, and yes! Infiltrated a finger into my arse.

My right hand wanked franticly, while I fondled her tits with my lefte. She was 
watching my cock, and squealed in pleasure when I came, pumping thick, hot 
come over her tits, and then, yes, one last spurt straight into her open mouth. 
She kept it open, and I pushed my cock into it...so she could have the last, 
feebler spasms and oozings.

After, she rubbed the cum into her tits. 'Everyone knows it's good for the 
compexion, and maked the breasts firm and lovely!'

'I doubted this, personally, but was not about to disabuse her. If the other girls 
thought that as well, then there might be some good sex-fun in the offing!

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She was awake before me the next morning. And I woke with a hard-on...that 
was not eased by this vision of loveliness, stark naked, standing by the 
window. It was her drawing the blinds and letting in the summer sun that had 
awoken me.

'Come here, Tracy!'

She giggled. It's too late. You'll miss breakfast. I've made you some 
coffee...by the bed. Now I've got to get back to my room to get bathed and 
changed....fieldtrip!' She laughed.

'Just a few minutes. ' I threw off the sheet...my cock was rampant.

'I want a lot like last night. Tonight. I promise. And I'll see if Heather wants 
to.'

She gathered up her flimsy clothes of the night before, and slipped the pink 
bedspread round her sweet body,...blew me a kiss...and left.

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Our fun started again after dinner. Through the meal Tracy and Heather had 
been teasing me with double entendres, and it was clear they had been less 
than discrete with the other boys and girls, all of whom were in on the risque 
jokes. Tracy sat next to me, and I often felt her little hand checking out the 
state of my cock. Needless to say, what with her hand caressing my crotch, the 
skimpiness of her blouse, and the promise of  spectacular fun later, I was in a 
state of tense erection all through the meal.

They sent me off to my room with the promise they'd only be a moment or 
two.

I was laying on the bed naked, my hands behind my neck, supported against 
the headboard, not daring to touch my over-excited cock, when they came in. 
Tracy was wearing only the red satin bedspread she'd pinched the night before, 
and she threw this off, reminding me again of her superlative body...flat belly, 
slender waist, ripening , little tits....and those long, long legs. I had a distinct 
impression that Heather had re-done her 'bikini line' in preparation for 
tonight's frolics. She was fantastic, and I welcomed her with a kiss, two hands 
fondling her breasts as soon as she lay beside me.

Heather was still fully dressed, and she looked at us archly as she slowly, 
provocatively undid her red blouse. Her tits, smaller even than Tracy's, were 
snug inside a white satin bra. I knew she didn't go much on men(  Tracy had 
made it a condition of the exhibition that I kept my hands off her!) Now her 
tight blue jeans. As she unzipped them, I could see her panties were matching 
white satin, hugging her nice little crotch oh-so snugly. She bent over to slip 
the jeans over her ankles, and to slip off her shoes, and her bum was tiny and 
hard. Not boyish in its contours, but certainly firm....I would have to deny 
myself that pleasure, though. She joked 'Coming , ready or not!' as she 
unclasped the bra, slipped down the panties, and lay on the bed.

Good job Tracy was between me and her brunette playmate. As she lay on her 
belly, her bottom was really delightful, but it was Tracy, not me, who had the 
delight of running her palms over it and murmuring her sweet nothings of 
appreciation.

'I love it when you do that, Tracy! Oh. Yes. Right in there.' Tracy, kneeling 
now beside the slim figure, was spreading her bottom cheeks with the palms of 
both hands, and gently tickling her cunt-lips, and pretty little arsehole from 
behind.

I was grasping my cock now....but not daring to wank it....as I saw the blonde's 
index finger move up and down the glistening crack, before penetrating the 
opening cunt-lips.

Heather sighed. 'Lover, that's so sweet. No don't stop!'

But Tracy had another idea, and the joking mood of dinner was still present. 
And then the two of them did something so fantastic that I've never seen it 
since, and had never seen it before. Tracy stood on her hands on the wobbly 
spring mattress, and slowly opened her legs till her pretty little , shaven cunt 
was open and ready. Carefully, not to tip her over, Heather knelt up against her 
so her belly  touched Tracy's back, and lowered her face onto the open, pink, 
glistening lips. 

I got up from the bed, and stood beside it, to get the very best close-up view. I 
could see Tracy looking at my cock, so close to her face, but she couldn't have 
reached out for it without  falling over. She was giggling as her lover licked 
and sucked at her clit and lips.

'That's lovely! But I'll never come....I can't keep it up! ' The two of them 
dissolving in laughter, they collapsed back onto the springy bed, a jumble of 
legs, arms, breasts and bottoms. Heather had managed to keep her mouth glued 
to her friend's open cunt, though, and was licking her from clit right round to 
her arsehole, while squeezing and tickling her breasts. I sat beside them, 
obeying my instruction to watch but not join in. My cock twitched, hopefully.

Tracy was clearly getting excited, and was trying to turn over, I supposed to 
get at her partner's cunt...and I couldn't blame her for that! Finally she broke 
Heather's hold on her, and they lay kissing and giggling, both trying to rub 
their clits against each other. Apart from the giggles, and endearments , it was 
almost like a wrestling hold as they embraced. Heather was on top, and her 
lovely, naked arsehole was inches from my face as I bent to look at her 
cuntlips.

'You nearly came, didn't you!'

'I love it when you suck me, Heather darling. Yes I was on the point!'

'Well, let me finish you off then. I love it....'

Imagine a pretty young girl licking the clit of a fantastically lovely blonde 
teenager. And this not only for their own pleasure, but also as an exhibition for 
their schoolteacher. Though it seemed they had completely forgotten me, so 
natural and unaffected was their lovemaking. Heather opened Tracy's lips like 
a flower, like a pink rose. She held them open with the tips of two fingers 
while she delicately, gently tongued the pink flesh with the very tip of her 
tongue.
  
Tracy groaned in ecstacy. 'Harder, Heather. Suck me! Really suck me!'

Heather laughed, but obliged by taking a fold of flesh between her lips, and 
pulling at it before letting it twang back, like elastic, I thought.'

'My clit. Please. Do my clit.'

Heather took the hard nub between her lips, and pulled at that, releasing it, and 
repeating several times. Tracy was lifting her hips now, as if shagging. I was 
watching very close, enjoying a new experience, though I'd often watched 
lesbians playing together in porn movies. How much better this was to watch 
for real, to smell the scent of aroused cunt, to hear the little squeals and grunts 
of pleasure. And I was learning, too. Heather, who I had to assume was very 
experienced in the matter of cunnilingus was in fact licking much more softly 
than I usually did. In fact she was really just flicking at the clit with her 
tongue, almost as if she was tickling it. But. A big but, this, her right hand was 
busy, stretching and rubbing 
the hairless cuntlips, and slipping in and out of that cunt, that I knew to be 
strong, muscular even. At all events, she was succeeding. Though, to be fair to 
myself, I doubt if Tracy's orgasm was as strong as the night before with me in 
her cunt (and then, of course in her delectable bottom). She came, and Heather 
desisted.

My turn, now, Heather. What did you think of that, sir?'

'I think Heather is very talented. I loved to see her make you happy, Tracy. 
And you've got a lovely body, Heather. It's all right! I know you don't go both 
ways. But, still you've got a lovely body.'

'Thank you, kind sir. Tracy. Do me now....'

It was the same again, in reverse. These two girls clearly took most pleasure 
just laying on their backs with their legs open. As I knew from what Tracy told 
me the night before in bed, her friend had a shaven cunt as well, and I 
thoroughly enjoyed watching my lovely girl lick and suck her to a short, 
sudden orgasm. How I would have liked to lean over to fondle the brunettes 
firm, half-formed tits as she panted out her pleasure. I knew Tracy wouldn't 
have minded if I'd traced circles with my fingers on her pert bottom, but also 
knew it would spoil it for her partner who was giving me such voyeuristic 
pleasure. So I lay there, watching, listening, and gently caressing my own cock 
and arsehole.

Heather had none of the laziness of post coitus, and almost before her orgasm 
was spent, was kneeling and reaching into her heaped clothes for what I could 
see was a white dildo. A strap-on. Now this I was going to enjoy. I'm obsessed 
by strap-on dildos....and the few occasions I've found a girl to fuck me like 
this, I've been in my heaven! It wasn't me she was going to fuck , though. She 
fixed the gadget....I noticed that apart from the operative piece, the shaft as it 
were, there were two projections the other end. One fitted nicely into her cunt, 
and the other slipped an inch or so up her arsehole. This seemed to me very 
sensible as adding to her own pleasure as well as to the strength and rigidity of 
the dildo in place. 

Tracy knelt, and waved and wriggled her bum in anticipation. Heather sat 
behind her and greased the weapon up. When she put the pot down, I stole 
some of the scented oil to annoint my own anus. I would finger-fuck myself 
while dreaming of being fucked in the arse by this pretty teenage lesbian.

As the young dyke slipped the dildo into her lover's cunt, so I slipped a finger 
into my bum. I watched as the dildo slid in and out, Heather pressing on the 
base of Tracy's back, holding her in place against the violence of her athletic 
thrusts. They were both heating up (remember Heather, too had a dildo in her 
cunt and another, albeit very small, in her anus). Suddenly Heather collapsed 
onto Tracy's back. at the same time reaching under her to grasp one of her tits. 
I had done just the same the night before. But this time Tracy didn't collapse, 
but supported Heather's weight, though on one arm, as the other was now 
between her legs , grabbing , tearing, raking at her cunt-lips as she came. Tracy 
, too, came. I guessed it was the start of a powerful orgasm that had made her 
press her breasts into Tracy's back, triggering Tracy's orgasm. What a lovely 
contrast between the tanned skin of the blonde, and the white skinn of the 
brunette!

I still had a finger in my own arse while Heather disengaged from her 
cunt....Tracy was lying quiet on her belly now, eyes shut. Heather, though, was 
looking at me ironically.

'I know what you were thinking about while you were watching.'

'I bet you don't!

'I bet I do, sir. You were thinking how nice it would be to have me dildo your 
bottom. Well, you're in luck.' My heart almost missed a bound. My fantasy 
realised! 'I've never fucked a male. And I intend to see what it's like.'

I needed no more prompting, and while Tracy still lay down, but watching 
now, I knelt at the edge of the bed. She was not gentle! I expect she was taking 
it out on mankind, and especially on mankind in authority. At all events she 
just shoved it in and bashed her thighs against my arse as she gave it 
maximum penetration with each thrust. Thank God I'd loosened myself up 
with fingers and a lot of oil. As it was I was ecstatic, and there was no hope of 
holding my orgasm back.

'I'm going to come! I'm coming. Aaaaah, I'm coming. Fucking hell! I'm 
fucking coming! Fuck me!'                                                       
Tracy yelled. 'Wait! Wait a moment, sir!'  She was under me in a second, her 
tits pressing up into me, and her  mouth over my cock. I came, and she 
spluttered, but I could hear her gulping as she swallowed my load.

Heather lay dozing, while I kissed Tracy thankyou. I could taste my come on 
her lips, and smell Heather's cunt on her skin. I loved it. We fondled each 
other as we chatted.

'That was very exciting for me. Do all the girls do that?'

'Heather does all the girls, but most of the girls only do it with their special 
friends. Like I only do it with Jacqueline at the moment, though I have 
sometimes done it with the others. At school holidays...if we have a picnic or 
something....well, to be honest, it's a bit of an orgy.'

'I can believe it. ' A pause. 'What about the boys?'

'Same. They don't talk about it much, but I'm sure they all do each other. Or 
at least jerk off. I know some suck....I don't know if any fuck.'

'Trevor?'

He once told me he'd jerked off with Howard....and that they'd sucked a bit, 
too. I'd bet he's done it a lot. I know he goes both ways....you can see by the 
way he looks at the pretty juniors!'  A pause. 'I'd love to see two men doing it. 
Trevor would...but he says Howard and the others wouldn't let me. They're a 
bit ashamed.'

'That's a pity. I could help. I wouldn't mind. In fact I'd enjoy it.' I squeezed 
her thigh. 'Would Trevor do it with me, so you could watch? I'd take him in 
my arse for you. You've seen how I like that.'

'You're sweet, sir. For me! I'll see what we can do.'

Heather stirred. 'I'm going to leave you two lovebirds to yourselves. Thanks, 
Tracy! And thanks, sir. I enjoyed that. I could get to want that, I think. ' She 
whistled as she slipped just her trousers and blouse on, and left carrying her 
bra, panties and trainers.

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We were back at the hotel for lunch, and it was warm and sunny, so Tracy and 
I found a spot in the garden to eat our salads. She was absolutely, heart-
stoppingly beautiful in her shorts and vest, in the sun, long tanned legs, blonde 
hair. It was dangerous, and indiscrete...but I just had to. I kissed her, and had a 
hand right down her vest, onto her breast. I could feel her getting excited, and 
no doubt she could feel me!

We were statled by a loud laugh. 'Don't let me disturb you, girls. Oh! I'm 
sorry, sir. I thought it must be Tracy and Heather! Still, Tracy will tell you 
what I'm here for. Fancy a bit of this?'

He unxipped his blue denim jeans, rummaged in his white y-fronts, and pulled 
out his long, straight, hard prick, tanned-colour like his belly, but with the 
fnest red knob. He waved it at us, laughing. 'Fancy a bit of this, sir. Tracy's 
had it often enough.'

'I certainly do, Trevor. But for God's sake put it away...for a minute or two at 
least. Suppose someone came.'

'Only the other kids around. And they wouldn't mind.' But he did put it away, 
making a huge and exciting bulge in the crotch of his jeans.

'Let's go to sir's room.' Tracy was up and leading the way.

In my room I quickly opened my shirt and shorts and lay on the bed while 
Tracy and Trevor undressed. My hairy frame was a contrast to their hairless 
young bodies. I didn't touch my 
cock, which was beginning to harden again, bu took pleasure in pulling at the 
skin of my balls, while I watched the boy strip. He did it slowly, turning round 
sometimes so I would get the pleasure of his arse. He was teasing me, 
coquettishly.

Tracy was stripped now, and lay on her back between me and the wall. To be 
honest I was, for the moment , more interested in her boy-friend.  

I pulled my shirt  off and lay there, propped against a pillow, stark naked. My 
cock was fully hard, now, and I could see Trevor staring at it. He was used to 
teenage boys, and had probably never seen a monster like this one!
He stooped a moment, his shorts around his knees.

'Jesus, sir. I've never seen one as big as that!.'

'And you'll enjoy it, too, young Trevor.

He was a picture, a wet-dream standing there now he had finished undressing. 
Perhaps the surprise at his geography teacher's endowment had shocked him, 
but his cock had gone temporarily a bit limp.

'You like, sir?'

'Oh yes. I like.' Tracy giggled behind me. I guess she liked too! He stood 
there, not muscular really, but there was a firmness to his body that promised 
great pleasure. His cock hung gracefully now, so different from the arrogant 
erection he had showed me in the garden. He was not embarrassed by his 
limpness, I supposed, because he was not wanking it up. His hands rested one 
on his soft thigh, and the other behind his back. He smiled again. 'You like, 
sir?'

'Come here. I'll show you how much I like.'

I walked over towards him, and pulled him down onto the couch, and the 
moment he was beside me I had my arms around him, kissing as he lay across 
my lap. Later he told me that though the boys did a lot of mutual masturbation 
and some fellation, they were not really into kissing other boys on the mouth. 
But he found it incredibly exciting, and especially my hairy body tickling his 
smooth, hairless chest, belly and thighs. At all events, I could see his cock 
stiffening right  as we kissed. My cock was pressed into the crease of his arse, 
and my fingers resting actually on his anus. I couldn't keep my hands off his 
lovely bottom...I promised myself I would possess that! While he was fondling 
my chest, fascinated by the bushy hair, pulling and tweaking at it. We were 
kissing long and hard, like newly weds on the bridal bed!
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I stroked his tight little arsehole with my index finger, not penetrating, as 
Tracy didn't think they were into adult, anal sex as yet, and I didn't want to 
frighten him off. This I would play carefully...I was hoping for a continuing 
experience with him, as indeed with his girlfriend, I could feel his body 
relaxing with the massage of his buttocks, and he reached up to, affectionately, 
ruffle his hand through my hair.

I relinquished his anus, to feel his hairless chest, caressing his tiny nipples till 
they were nut-hard. Still we kissed. He had learned from me to penetrate my 
mouth with his tongue, and we took it in turns to search out each others inner 
lips. 

I leaned down and took off his socks. And then mine.

'Let's go to bed. More comfortable.'

He was thoughtful as we got on the bed together, beside Tracy, who was quite 
shamelessly masturbating wide-open cuntlips. He was still hard, as was I. 
Probably surprised at his passion for an older man. I had been able to feel his 
heart thumping, and there was no doubt as to his extreme arousal.

'Let me suck you, sir.'

Without waiting for an answer his face was resting on my belly, and his red 
lips were around the angry knob. Tracy, I noticed, leaned towards us to get a 
closer look. Her fingers were going like fury.

He was experienced in this...that was obvious. What schoolteachers don't 
know about their charges. I really had no idea that these schoolboys were 
sucking each other off.  He varied his movements. I couldn't reach his arse as 
he lay against my thighs, but ruffled his hair as I controlled his movements 
over my cock. He would suck the knob, then swallow my whole cock, then 
lick the shaft up and down, then lick round the head, and then sawllow the 
knob again. And so on.

I lay back, enjoying this attention.
                                                                              
Beside us, Tracy was getting close to a climax. Trevor stopped his eager 
sucking and we both watched her. This golden girl had been laying there 
watching us. Now her eyes closed as her index finger flew in and out of her 
vagina, and her other finger rubbed and tweaked her clitoris. She came with 
the succession of panting and little squeals that I had so learned to appreciate 
(and my guess is Trevor had too, with that long and effective-looking tool)

She finished her first orgasm and it was no surprise to me to see her switch to 
fondling one of her firm, girly tits, while more gently now comtinuing to 
wank. She intended more. I wondered if she knew how lucky...or talented she 
was  to be multi orgasmic.

Trevor was licking round my belly button now.

'You're coming a bit, sir. Would you like me to suck you off completely?.'

'Later. For now, I'd love you to fuck me properly. In my arse.'

'Cor! I've not done that. Doesn't it hurt?'

'Not once you've learned to enjoy it! I love it.' 

Tracy giggled. 'I should say so! You should have seen him with Heather's 
dildo up him. Go on, Trev. Fuck him! I really want to see you fuck him!'

'Kneel down, then, sir.'
                                                                                     
'It's better if we just do it missionary! But you've got to loosen me up first. Do 
you know what rimming is.'                                                                                    

Shake of head.

'Lick my arsehole to soften it up. That's rimming. You have to relax it a bit or 
it's not fun. It's all right! I'm very clean.

He seemed a bit reluctant at first, but within a minute or two was going at me 
like an old hand. My cock in one hand, the other spreading my legs, his tongue 
was going in and out.

'Is that right, sir '

'Perfect. Now put some spit in my hole, and fuck me. If you've never had an 
arsehole before, you'll love the tightness.'

He soon got the idea, kneeling in front of my spread legs. He had a small 
difficulty getting the angle right at first, I suppose expecting it to be the same 
as Tracy's cunt. But then he got his knob up me, and with a steady push 
shoved it home till his crisp pubic curls were resting against my own hairy 
arse.

I groaned.

'Am I hurting you, sir?'

'No, boy. That was sheer pleasure. As hard as you like. Can't be too hard for 
me.'

Tracy was leaning over me , watching it go in. She also knew that I would 
come....as I had with Heather shagging me. And she intended to have that hot, 
thick spunk for herself!

He fucked me, in and out, pushing my spread thighs with both hands to keep 
his balance, and to move me too and fro as his cock entered and withdrew. I 
was now wanking my cock, and looking up at his slender body, smooth and 
hairless. He shut his eyes, and grimaced. I knew he was going to come, and 
made sure my movements conformed to his so he didn't slip out in his 
excitement, and the increased lubrication from his come.

He swore and groaned himself as he came, his face screwed up and red. I felt 
the rush of hot , young jism, and his cock moving even freeer now. I felt 
myself coming. I removed my hand, and allowed his thrusts to bring me off 
without my fingers. The intensity of the orgasm was almost painful, as my first 
spurt flew, and landed on my shoulder.

Tracy immediately fell on my chest, and took the length of my cock in her 
mouth, sucking and swallowing each gush, mouthing me as he finished his 
thrusting and rested.

We were all silent a moment. Then Trevor, 'Sir, you didn't half come. Right 
up here. He licked the white globule off my shoulder...Tracy had missed that 
bit. 'Tracy, you got most of sir's come. Next time I'm having it...'

Tracy let go of my knob, and lay back again as before. 'Now you boys, leave 
me alone. I want another one.' And again she closed her eyes to wank.

'Doesn't it hurt, sir? It looks as if it should?'

'Does it hurt to shit....however big the turd? And in fact, as long as you're 
relaxed, and the arse is ready, it doesn't hurt. But like a lot of things, you have 
to learn how to do it. And it helps if your lover knows where the spot is, 
inside, that gives the most pleasure. I may add, Trevor, you found it. ' I pulled 
him down on my chest and kissed him.'Yes. You found it. And I came. A big 
one. Thankyou.' We embraced agin, his smooth face against my rough cheeks, 
his hairless chest against my carpet.

As we kissed I pressed a finger against his bottom. 'I'd like to rim you, 
Trevor.'

No answer, but he lay on his belly so his boyish bottom cheeks were there for 
me. I caressed them with both hands, and then spread them. His arsehole was 
wrinkle-free, a red-brown rose. I pressed my face between his bottom cheeks 
and licked it. Then penetrated with my tongue. It slipped in and out, freely, as I 
felt him relax. I was still caressing and kneading his bottom cheeks. 'Nice?'

'Nice. Tickles a bit, sir. But nice.'

I tongued him for a few more minutes, then slipped the tip of my finger in. No 
protest, so I started to finger fuck him, very gently.

'I'm hard again, sir!'

'See. I told you. Turn over so I can see.'

I reached for the pot of oil I use for my own wanking (though there had been 
none of that on this trip, I'm pleased to say). I annointed my own cock ready as 
he turned over, and made sure all my fingers were greased up.

Now I was really fucking him with two fingers, while his cock stood rampant 
in front of me. He groaned and was wanking his lovely cock. Three fingers, 
now, and his hips rising to meet me as I had him.                                                                                                                 

Beside us, Tracy was panting again, but this time we didn't stop to watch her.

'Please, sir. I want it. I'm ready. Take me. You're the first. But take me. I so 
want it. His fingers were running up and down his cock. A drop of come 
appeared in the end. I bent
over and licked it off. 

'Don't come yet, Trevor. You'll enjoy it even more with a hard-on.' I sucked 
his knob for just one second, to stop him wanking. 'Kneel down. It'll be better 
your first time.'

I stood behind him as he knelt on the bed. I couldn't believe my luck as I 
surveyed this tender young, virginal arse. I fondled his bottom yet again, 
before spreading his cheeks. My cock up against his arse. Pressing. Then a 
penetration as far as the whole knob. No pain! No pause. A long shove and I'm 
up him. A pause now.. And then fucking. Long, slow, gentle strokes in and 
out. As easy and free as any arse I'd had. I fondled his bottom, which was now 
wriggling temptingly in front of me. Tracy was watching, eyes open wide.  I 
felt my excitement growing, and leaned over him so my weight was on his 
back. I reached under him, one hand seeking out a nipple, the other reaching 
under and cradling his tight, nearly smooth scrotum. Now I was really excited, 
as he bucked and wriggled under me and I shagged him harder and faster.

'Now! Now! I'm coming, Trevor. I'm coming. Fuck. Fuck! Fuck!' I filled him 
with come and continued till the last throes of my passion were spent.

I withdrew, and turned him over. His cock was limp. I kissed him. His belly 
was sticky with come. I licked it up, and then embraced him again. His arms 
were round my neck, and his tongue in my mouth.

'I came, sir. I came all over your sheets.'

'Lovely! Tonight I'll sleep in them and remember your body.'

Tracy chipped in. It seemed she'd finished for the time being. 'Tonight not 
much sleep, sir.'

'Oh, Tracy. It's my turn tonight, surely. You promised.' Trevor seemed a bit 
upset. That must have been the deal that got him into my bed!

Jacqueline and me are going to have sir, tonight. But it's a big bed....and 
there's room for all four of us!' She giggled. 'Well. That's ok then. Now we'd 
better get dressed or the others will guess what we've been up to.'

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