Date: Tue, 18 Sep 2012 17:08:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Julian Otero <ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kids at Hamilton High - part 5

Kids at Hamilton High part 5

New Lovers

    When it was finally over my new lovers drove me to my neighborhood. It
was past one when I walked the two blocks to my house in the dark. My
parents were too involved in their troubles to much care what time I got
home, and I felt bad for them.
    Peter's screwing my ass left a pleasant new sensation there--that, and
images of Jeanie's beautiful face and body kept an afterglow in my ass and
my being.
    In the space of a few days I became much more mature. I learned how to
fuck and how to get fucked. But Peter and Jeanie and Melissa taught me
something much more important about sex play. Those people are completely
comfortable in their skin and with their natures. They are comfortable with
every part of their body and no desire was blocked off or frozen. All parts
were open, available to themselves and me. No fear or hesitation. I think
that's why they look so healthy and attractive, why when they orgasm they
are so wild...
    I was so grateful as I stepped through the doorway of my room. I would
try to be like them and already felt a big change in me. My body was still
14 years old, but my attitude was no longer child-like because I felt ready
now for anything that life would send my way.

    At school I kept what happened to myself and even in Jeanie's class she
acted no differently toward me and I was the same toward her. Still, word
got around because Samantha couldn't keep her dyke mouth shut. Among the
coolest kids the word was that something had happened with me and a
teacher, something probably gay because of the false reputation I had. A
handful of kids quietly made disguised remarks of envy or approval to me:
my popularity now suddenly greatly increased. Lunch tables I was never
invited to in the past now opened up to me, the hot kids at them no longer
ignored me. I was pissed at Samantha, but not too much. After all, I had
sucked her pussy and she licked my cock and we had that bond. Without
naming the teacher she let her escapade be known to a few friends who were
skeptical, but happy to spread the news far and wide. She was sought after
by girl and boy classmates, her desire for girls no longer a drawback but a
mark of
 distinction.



The Underground

     I couldn't keep it all to myself. See, I was "out" to few girls and
boys, otherwise pretty much isolated at school. Now I had something to
establish my popularity so I kept dropping hints and suggestions and
included Kenny's name when I did to make it more believable. I didn't say
which teacher, but my cool index went way up. Girls--little cunt bitches
who before turned their nose up at me--now stopped me in the hall and
wanted to know if it was true. Boys who wouldn't dream of dating me now
wanted to take me all kinds of places, feel me up, asked for all the
details while they played with their cock. A few girls invited me to their
bedroom and asked me to teach them how girls do it with each other. All
this of course was kept strictly to ourselves. We teens were like a race
apart from the grownups, not dreaming of sharing anything like this with
them. So I thought.



Samantha Pimps for Me

    It was obvious to Sammy how much I dug young girls so she began to come
around the shop two or three times a week after school and often brought a
girl or two with her.
    One Tuesday evening I was alone with my last client when she brought a
15 year old named Chloe and a kid named Hannah, 14 years old. Both lovely
and slender, the older one, blonde, with long legs, small hips, round ass
and a Nordic face; the younger one dark completed with beautiful clear
brown eyes and a boyish face, nice tits, hips, and tight ass. I watched
their bodies in the mirrors as I finished up. Tight jeans for the blonde,
up into her ass crack. Spandex for Hannah, expensive black leggings, fit
skin-like around all her girly curves.
    After I closed up we retired to the back. Samantha broke out some grass
and we smoked. She was clad in a tight white silk blouse which displayed
her young breasts and poured into cut off jeans. Prancing through the mall
I'm sure they drew the eyes of all the dirty old men--all men for that
matter.
     We settled on the two couches. Now alone with them the three teenage
bodies aroused me quickly, got me wet. In their company I felt like a
teenager myself, imagining how their fine young pussies would taste on my
tongue. I resolved I'd lick the youngest one first.
    Sammy sat on my lap, allowing my hand to roam over her body while the
two girls she brought chattered on about school. I gave Samantha little
kisses around her face and neck and shoulders, making the two younger ones'
eyes fix on us.
    "The thing is, they think I'm still a little girl...." Chloe bitched
about her parents. When Samantha and I started a passionate french kiss
Hannah let out a very sexy groan. "Awesome," she said, and no doubt so to
see a grown woman sexually fondling her older friend. In a short time they
dropped the pretense of a social visit and the room became charged with
sexual longing.
    I pushed Sammy into a more reclining position, told her to open her
legs so I could get fingers up under shorts to tease her cunt.
    "Look at that...oh..." was young Hannah's delighted expression.
Indeed, Samantha's shapely body and willing surrender must have made quite
an impression on the nubile young darlings.
    I slid down to her pussy and nibbled on the inseam of the denim
shorts. She smelled delightful. My head between their classmate's open legs
left no doubt how much I liked firm, slender young stuff. On the edge I my
vision I saw their hands caress their own nipples and cunts.
    Presently Samantha held out a lazy hand to the girls, her aroused voice
full of promise: "Come here. She'll...make you feel good...we'll both suck
you...Get your clothes off. We'll teach you how lesbians do it!"
    My little darling pimp!


Morning

      I woke in the morning with a bone of course. There was a text message
from Jeanie."Honey, you are the sweetest, sweetest lover. I can't wait for
more. Check your email."
     When I checked there was this message:
     "You turned us on so much sweet baby. You know how sexy you are? We
couldn't stop talking about you. Petey wants to keep your tools nice and
polished. He says you're very talented for your age.  We have a few
pictures. Let me know if you want them this way or wait to see them when
you come over. They will keep us warm until we can have the real thing
again, which I hope can be Tuesday night. Say yes, please, baby!"
     I squeezed one off with thoughts of last night, and what next Tuesday
would bring.




Hannah Learns Quickly


    I took Hannah first. Between her tender 14-year-old thighs I savored
the taste and pleasure that I obtained from my pussy at that age. My middle
finger, invading up to the first knuckle, made her hips respond with small,
shy fucking movements. I was relived she wasn't a total novice, would not
have to be coaxed, because so boring to go through a long seduction with
someone totally new. My finger was well wetted so I brought it to her
lips. "Suck it honey, taste yourself. I'm sure you taste yourself.
    "She does," said Chloe, "I saw her"
    "Shut up, cunt!" was her friend's reply.
    "Hey! We're all sisters here" I admonished, "no need to get nasty... I
did it all the time when I was your age! Just us girls here. We can make
each other feel good.  We can let our hair down and say our little
secrets." I could see Hannah wasn't really mad, just hanging on to a last
shed of shyness so I continued.  "I let my brother finger me when I was
nine. He was twelve. I sucked his cock first time when I eleven." I wasn't
trying to boast just and earn their trust, and it seemed to work because as
Hannah continued to lick herself from my finger while we listened to Chloe
make a few revelations of her own.
    "My aunt felt me up when I was eleven, and the second time she
masturbated me. I loved it. I started doing it to myself every day. A boy
cousin and me used to find hiding places and kiss each others 'thing.'" I
put my lips and Hannah's cunt and licked. "And know what?" Chloe went on,
"I see this boy pretty regular and suck him off all the time."
    "You swallow his cum?" Sammy wanted to know.
    "Yeah, I like it. But I think I like girls just as much. I'm always
looking at their tits and ass and pussies in gym."
    "Well, you're in the right place, girl."
    We all chuckled in hot agreement.
    Hannah was easy to arouse and my workingwoman's tongue brought the
little girl close to orgasm quickly.
    Then Samantha had the last word with a secret of the most secret kind,
something even I didn't know.
    "My father fucked me when I was eleven. Well, really even before that
when I was nine I sucked his cock." We all stopped to listen. "See, I like
him a lot and he's really good looking...I liked it..." Then she hesitated
for a long time. "And know what...my mother knew and she even helped...she
and I did..." That's as far as Sammy would go at the moment.
    Hannah was the most aroused by Samantha's words, which I thought was
significant. Either she had fucked her father or wanted to. I reapplied my
tongue to her swollen teenage cunt, and she, aching with desire for
release, came on my lips, letting go sweet moisture there and a deep,
contented moan from her lips.
    When I raised my head again I thought, if these are typical kids from
Hamilton High, bring me more!



Back at the Ranch

    Next Tuesday couldn't come soon enough for me. I was getting stffys
left and right, in school, at home, on the street, each time thinking of
Pete and Jeanie, what we would do next. My only concern was if I could keep
up with them, like could I do to them what they might do to me. I still had
some inhibitions though I was getting rid of them quickly.
    I arrived early, which amused them.
    "Honey, I just have to tell you about Samantha and what she's been up
to. You Hamilton kids are little sex machines," said Jeanie. "Come on. I'll
tell you in the car. We have a little treat for you. We're going over to a
friend's house. You got to promise you'll keep everything we see and do a
secret. Very secret. I know you will, honey, because you're the sweetest,
sexist boy in the school and I know you can be trusted."
    In the car she told me about the little group scene at the hairdressers
with Samantha and the girls, that a woman named Melissa, a friend of
Jeanie's, told her. "Which brings me to this, Kenny. We're on our way to
meet someone you already know. I won't say who right now, but they're
looking forward to meeting you. It's like this, Kenny: there's a nice
little private scene going on in this town that we keep very quiet. People
who dig sex, little groups that get together from time-to-time, grown ups
and kids your age who have sex with each other. Sometimes its even parents
fucking their own kids--does that shock you? Anyway, we think you will like
this group and they will like you--some of them already know you and would
love to get into your jeans. We're gonna meet two of them now and we'll see
how it goes. If you like it we can do more. But you must promise us this:
Absolute silence, not one word to anyone except to those inside the group.
 What do you say?"
    What could I say? Yes, but I was scared too. Who are these people?
Would I like them? What was I getting into? What if I started and then
wanted to stop? But I felt thrills in my dick and balls!
    Jeanie reassured me it was natural to be a bit worried, but she said I
could meet boys and girls I'd like, and young adults, some parents, but all
were healthy, very attractive, sexually accomplished and fun to be
with. And best of all, I didn't have to do anything I didn't want to do.



One I Had My Eye On

    The kid was one I had my eye on as soon as school started. When I
described him, a freshman, to Lauren, her eyes sparkled. I wasn't the only
one beguiled by adolescent boys.
    "Mr. Allen!... Coach!......ah..." was all Kenny could manage when they
arrived. So cute, and quickly I tried to put him at ease.
    "Welcome Kenny boy.... Glad, we're both glad, Lauren my wife...she'll
be down in a minute, we're glad you came. Look, I fixed us all some
drinks. Let's all go out by the pool." I was his school swimming coach and
he was a delectable little student who now seemed ready to make himself
available.
    In addition to the surprise of meting me I could tell he was impressed
by the house, wondering how a teacher could afford such a luxurious one. He
didn't know the benefits of marrying a rich white bitch who just couldn't
get enough of my black cock.
    We settled on loungers shaded by the patio tent. I was so grateful when
Jeanie called me a week ago and suggested the kid might be a delicious
addition to our small group. The way she described his eagerness had me
hard by the time I hung up. He was so cutely nervous among us adults we did
our best to relax him with small talk about tv shows and such shit.
    I was in nothing but a skimpy faded blue Speedo which defined my
anatomy pretty explicitly. My wife arrived in her thong--in just her
thong--the brick red one. Kisses all around, and Pete and Jeanie went to
change.
    Lauren, my wife, at 28 has a 5'7" shapely sun and gym toned body that
rocks my nuts. Not the least shy, she sat at Kenny's feet and stroked his
calves obviously ready to get things started.
    "Lewis told me all about you, honey--by the way, we all call him
'Lucky' and you should too, we'll all equals--and Jeanie and Pete gave us
an big earful on you too, so I said to Lucky, 'we just gotta meet this hot
boy, honey!'" Her voice was low and sexy as only she could make it.
    I had watched Jeanie and my wife fuck each other with dildos; they had
seen me and Pete suck dicks, had watched Pete bend and suck the end of his
own cock, and me and Pete had screwed each other. We young marrieds were
comfortable with each other and had been in the group almost two years. We
had a nice collection of photos that we enjoyed on visits back and
forth. Now, the possibility of adding this cute young boy with his smooth
adolescent body was exciting. There were a few other Hamilton High kids in
the group, beautiful kids carefully selected, sometimes by their own
parents.
    Jeanie and Peter reappeared clad in smooth micro fiber thongs. They
entered the pool and invited us in.
    "Com'on Kenny, honey, let's get naked," Lauren invited the kid. She
unsnapped his cargo shorts, pushed them down along with his CK briefs. I
liked what the kid had; it was half hard already and my wife flung off her
thong, knelt, and took it in her mouth without further ado. The boy looked
at me as if needing permission.
    "Go ahead. Do what you want. She's been hot for you for days. She's a
whore, Kenny. You can cum on her face. She likes that."
    Jeanie, watching from the pool, backed me up. Her handsome husband was
pressed up against her back slowly humping his wife's fine ass. I got
behind my student and knelt, observing only inches from my face the fine
ass my eyes had followed in class so often. I knew what I wanted to do
first and my cock was flowing with precum. Gently I separated those round
orbs, as appealing as fresh peaches, and applied my wet tongue at his pussy
then up and down the deep cleft which tasted of warm funky flesh and body
wash. His knees wobbled and my wife steadied him.
    Peter and Jeanie murmured dirty words and made obscene suggestions as
to what we should do to him. I became more and more aggressive. They got
out of the pool and Jeanie got the camera. My tongue in his ass and his
cock engaged in my wife's mouth went on for a while. They took a lot of
pictures. The look of bliss on the boy's face never fails to arouse me when
I see them.
    Our friends arranged the patio pillows as an impromptu bed then led the
boy to it.
    "Kneel down and bend over, Kenny," my wife instructed in voice
quivering with hot arousal, "Lucky's gonna fuck you...Lucky's gonna slide
his hot, long dick up you pretty boy ass." They took a picture of the head
of my dick pressed between his cheeks.
    "Please, go slow...I don't know if I can do this...did this only twice"
he said.
    "That's right Luc, I took that sweet ass about a week ago," Pete
confirmed and knelt before me to wet my cock in preparation for the boy's
asshole. Meanwhile the two women applied warm gel to the tender spot I was
anticipating with great lust. Oh, how I would tell the group about this!
Their bodies would squirm and mouths water!
    I told Jeanie and Lauren to get their mouths off the kid's tight balls
because I was ready.



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