From: annd@nyc.pipeline.com (Ann Douglas)
Subject: AnnD: REPOST: Teacher's Conference - ff
Date: 7 Jul 1995 05:04:59 -0400
Organization: The Pipeline
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- TEACHERS CONFERENCE-
Part One
by Ann Douglas
(AnnD@Pipeline.Com)
"Damn," Doreen Doyle said under her
breath as the sunlight from the open window forced her to open
her eyes and greet the new day.
Rolling over in bed, the 26 year old was immediately reminded
of the indecent amount of alcohol she had consumed at last
night's teacher's party. Sitting up in the bed, she
discovered that her head still hurt a little. Who'd have ever
thought that a bunch of teachers could party so hard. Doreen
hadn't felt so wasted after a party since her senior year of
college.
Still it had been fun, at least as much as she could remember
of it. When she had been selected as a delegate from her home
town of Parkerston, Indiana, the brunette had expected to
spend four days listening to boring lectures and maybe having
a little time for sightseeing. After all, a free trip to San
Francisco was worth a little sacrifice.
What she had found instead was a few quick, quite interesting
meetings every day, followed by a nightly party. Every night
being a little wilder than the last, with last nights being
the grand finale. She wondered if every conference was like
this. If the school board knew of it, they'd never foot the
bill to send anyone next year. It then occurred to her that
was why every teacher who had attended an earlier conference
had given her the same advise. "Just go there with an open
mind and enjoy yourself." She had thought at the time they
were referring to opening her mind to different theories of
education.
Moving to the edge of the bed, Doreen
noticed her clothes from last evening scattered across the
floor. She must've really been out of it when she dragged
herself back to her room. Usually she would at least pile her
clothes on a chair or something. She had also been surprised
to find she had slept naked, something she didn't even do with
her boyfriend back home. Sliding her lower body from beneath
the sheets, she was presented with an even greater shock. All
of her pubic hair was gone.
"What the hell did I do last night?" She asked herself as
she ran her fingers across the now smooth skin between her
tighs.
Before Doreen could ponder the question too long, the sudden
sound of running water from the bathroom made her jump with a
start. There was someone in there. Grabbing her glasses from
the night table, she took a good look around the room. While
the room was almost a mirror image of her own hotel room,
there were enough small differences to tell her she was in
someone else's room. A quick glance at the other side of the
twin bed showed that someone else had slept there. The
inescapable conclusion was that she hadn't spent the night
alone.
Rubbing her head, Doreen tried to remember what had happened
last night. Now fully awake, pieces of the puzzle fell into
place. It wasn't the fact that she'd slept with someone that
upset her so. She had, after all, been sexually active since
she was 17 and slept with her boyfriend Tim on a regular
basis. It was that she couldn't remember who it had been.
The image of Billy Thompson suddenly filled her mind. The
delegate from Seattle had been trying to hit on her since day
one. Was he the guy from the other side of the bed. She did
remember him trying to buy her a drink last night.
The sound of running water from the
bathroom abruptly stopped. In a few seconds, Doreen would see
if it was Billy or not. Hopefully it wasn't someone worse.
Doreen's eyes nearly popped out of her head and her small
mouth dropped open in shock as the bathroom door swung open
and a tall form walked into the room. Walking over to Doreen,
the blue clothed figure bend over and kissed her. It was a
warm touch, but Doreen was too much in shock to respond. As
her mystery lover moved away from her, Doreen barely heard
herself being asked to lock up behind her as her lover in blue
was late for a meeting.
The hotel room door closed behind her lover before the
reality of the situation fully hit Doreen. Her lover had been
tall, blonde and gifted with an incredible body. In addition,
her lover had been the last person she could ever have
imagined coming out of that door. Her name , Doreen remember
now, was Evelyn Howard. Doreen had spent the night with
another woman.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!" Doreen thought as she jumped
out of the bed. "What did I do last night?"
Grabbing the various pieces of clothing scattered across the
floor, Doreen quickly made for the bathroom and after a quick
wash proceeded to dress. As she buttoned up her blouse, she
noticed a small razor in the sink, still covered with small
brown hairs.
"Guess that explains were my hair went." She noted as she ran
her hand through her long dark hair.
Exiting the bathroom back to the main room, she carefully
opened the outer door and looked into the hall. Thankfully it
was empty. Closing and locking the door behind her, she
quickly moved to the elevator and hit the up button.
During the short two floor ride, Doreen felt like every
person in the small elevator was staring at her. As if they
all knew what she had done. When the doors finally opened on
the twelfth floor, she almost ran out them.
It wasn't until the 26 year old was safely in her room that
Doreen was able to relax. Thankfully her assigned roommate
was already out for the day, attending some conference or
other. The school board back home hadn't been willing to pay
for a private room so she had been forced to share
accommodations. She'd had little contact with her roommate,
only having met her twice. A tough old bitty twice Doreen's
age, she'd made no secret of her dislike of the night time
parties and was usually already asleep by the time Doreen
made it back to the room.
"I need a shower." Doreen said to herself as she began to
strip out of the clothing she had so hurriedly put on only
twenty minutes before.
The hot water felt good against her skin as the fog in her
mind began to clear. She began to remember images from the
night before and by the time she had toweled dry, was forming
a good picture of the events that had led her to Evelyn's
bed.
Wrapping herself in a warm robe, she
dropped onto the unused bed and closed her eyes. As her
thoughts drifted, the last ten hours began to replay in her
mind like a movie.
- TEACHERS CONFERENCE-
Part Two
by Ann Douglas
(AnnD@Pipeline.Com)
The noise of the Flamingo Room filled
Doreen's ears, thankfully drowning out the sound of Billy
Thompson's voice. The grammar school teacher from Seattle had
been going on for almost twenty minutes on some subject or
other, all the while stealing glances down Doreen's blouse
whenever he could.
Normally, Doreen liked showing off her breasts. They
weren't very big, only a 34C, but she worked hard to keep them
firm and pert. It was just that Billy Thompson, while sort of
cute, was also an incredible bore. Over the last few nights,
she tried every way she could think of to let him know she
wasn't interested. She'd mentioned her boyfriend back home at
least a dozen times, but still he kept coming back.
Eventually she was just going to have to tell him to bugger
off, something she really hated doing.
"So I was saying to the Principle........" Billy went on as
he took another deep look down Doreen's shirt.
Doreen had finally had enough. Filled with liquid courage,
she opened her mouth to tell Billy off when a tall blonde
woman stepped alongside her. There were plenty of empty seats
around the bar so it was obvious that she wanted something
from one of them.
"Maybe she had the hots for "Mr. Rogers" here and is going to
take him away from me." Doreen thought hopefully. "Maybe she's
a long lost girlfriend."
That hope faded as quickly as the annoyed look on Billy's
face appeared. Whoever this woman was, she was no friend of
his.
The blonde in the bright green dress looked at Billy for a
moment, then turned to Doreen and smiled.
"Sweetheart, I've been looking all over for you." The older
woman said in a musical tone. "I thought we were going to
meet in the Kiki Kiki Room."
Doreen hesitated for a moment, then quickly replied.
"Oh my goodness, I'm such a airhead at times. I've been
having this fascinating discussion with Billy here, by the
way, have you met Billy Thompson from Seattle. I must've
lost all track of time. You will forgive me, won't you?"
Doreen put all she could into the statement, trying to convey
the idea that she was indeed supposed to meet this woman. It
would've helped greatly if she knew her name. She'd seen her
on a couple of discussion panels but really hadn't paid that
much attention.
"Oh course my pet, how could I ever stay angry at my little
pearl."
"I thought you said that you came to the Conference all
alone?" Billy said to Doreen.
"I......I ..err....did." Doreen replied. "But ......"
"Doreen and I are very old friends." The blonde said as she
reached out and took Doreen's hand in hers. "Very close
friends...." She added with a special emphasis that couldn't
be mistaken.
"I see.....I mean I didn't know....." Billy stammered as his
face turned a bright crimson. "I....have to go.....excuse me."
With that he was gone.
"I hope that's what you wanted." The older woman said as
they watched Billy disappear from view. I've seen him
following you every night and you looked like you'd just about
had enough."
"Oh yes." Doreen gushed as she smiled at the woman. "I just
can't believe you got rid if him in a few minutes. I've done
everything but write him a note spelling out that I wasn't
interested."
"Evelyn Howard, from San Diego." The tall blonde said as
she reached out and again took Doreen's hand, this time for a
firm handshake.
"Doreen Doyle from Parkerston, Indiana." Doreen replied as
she returned Evelyn's firm grip. "My friend's call me Dee
Dee."
"Well the first part I got right away," Evelyn grinned.
"You're still wearing your name tag."
Looking down, Doreen grimaced on seeing the small name plate
clipped to her blouse. She quickly removed it. At least that
explained how Evelyn had known her name.
"Well anyway, I'm grateful." Doreen said as she slipped the
tag into her pocket. "Can I at least buy you a drink."
"Certainly," Evelyn replied. "But lets move to a table.
Standing at the bar attracts too many guys."
By the second drink, Doreen and Evelyn were fast on their way
to becoming the old friends Evelyn had fictitiously created
earlier. Evelyn, Doreen learned, was 39 and the assistant
principle at an junior high school back in San Diego. This was
her fifth conference and she sat on three of the permanent
discussion groups.
The conversation turned away from
education and Doreen talked a lot about her boyfriend, Tim,
back home. He was a nice enough guy. A lot of fun, both in
and out of bed. But she really wasn't sure she was ready to
settle down. This was only her third trip outside of the state,
and the other two had been supervised. There was so much to
see and do.
"Well no one is watching over you on this trip." Evelyn
said. "And there are a lot more interesting people to meet
than that bore from Seattle."
"Your right," Doreen said as she lifted her glass in a
toast. "To so many men and so little time."
So intent was he on draining her glass that she didn't notice
that Evelyn didn't share in the toast.
"How did you ever come up with that idea to get rid of
Thompson. I never would of thought of it." Doreen asked as
she put her empty glass on the table and signaled for another.
"Well, sometimes with people like that, all you have to do is
present them with something they just can't deal with."
"Imagine," Doreen said as the waiter
replaced her empty glass with a full one. "Pretending to be a
lesbian and that I was your date."
"Oh I wasn't pretending," Evelyn said calmly. "I am a
lesbian."
Doreen nearly dropped the drink she had lifted halfway to her
mouth.
"It was only my date with you that I was pretending about."
Doreen slowly placed the glass back on the table, her face
still registering surprise.
"Is that a problem?" Evelyn asked. "I really wasn't trying
to pick you up or anything."
No, of course not." Doreen stammered out. "You just caught
me by surprise."
For the moment, Doreen took a long look at Evelyn. Lesbian.
The word had never been part of her vocabulary. Back home in
Parkerston she had never even know anyone who had ever met a
lesbian. At least no one who had ever admitted to it. Of
course there were always those rumors about Sylvia Johnson
back in high school, but she had moved away right after
graduation.
Evelyn had said that she hadn't been trying to pick her up,
but just the same, Doreen began to wonder if the older woman
was attracted to her. While she never considered herself
beautiful, she knew that men found her pretty. Was a lesbian
attracted in the same way men were?
A few moments of awkward silence covered the table until
Evelyn finally broke it.
"I can leave if you like, I don't want to make you feel
uncomfortable."
"Oh no, please stay." Doreen responded. "I'm sorry for
staring but you really don't fit what I always thought a
lesbian would look like."
Without thinking, Doreen had whispered the word lesbian. Just
like she sometimes heard the old women in her family lower
their voice when they wanted to say something about someone.
Like "they drink you know" or "They had cancer surgery". It
was usually something unpleasant.
"You really don't have to whisper the word, Dee Dee." Evelyn
said. "I don't hide the fact that I'm a lesbian. It's not some
kind of disease."
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize I had done it." Doreen
apologized. She really felt kind of foolish. After all, she
was so far from home, who would ever know she had drinks with
a lesbian.
As the conversation went on, Doreen found herself being
captivated by the woman on the other side of the table. More
and more she found herself staring at Evelyn's ample breasts,
wondering what it would feel like to touch them. It had
been a long time since she had such thoughts. Back in her
sorority in college, it was rumored that a few of the girls
engaged in lesbian practices, but Doreen never found out if
that was true. There were a few nights when she saw girls
sneaking into one another's rooms, but she had never been
invited. Sometimes she wish she had, just out of curiosity.
Finally, the bartender called last call, and the two women
got up to leave. Doreen felt a little unsteady on her feet, a
combination of the alcohol and the strange excitement she felt
from being with Evelyn. She knew the folks back home would
never approve.
Waiting for the crowds by the elevator to thin out, Doreen
continued to stare at Evelyn. In return, the tall blonde
seemed to be ignoring her gaze. Finally Doreen concluded that
Evelyn might be thinking that she was looking at her as if she
was some kind of curiosity and decided to stop. She was
curious it was true, but it wasn't fair to treat another
person as such.
As the two women entered the elevator, they were joined by
another man. Doreen noted that Evelyn hit the button for the
tenth floor while she hit the twelfth. The stranger had
pressed four.
No sooner as the doors closed on the fourth floor behind the
man, when Evelyn stepped over to Doreen and abruptly kissed
her. Caught totally off guard, Doreen instinctively opened
her mouth to protest, only to have the protest stifled by
Evelyn's probing tongue.
Then as abruptly as it had begun, Evelyn broke the kiss and
stepped back.
"All evening, you've been wondering what that would feel
like." Evelyn said as she smiled. "I could see it in the way
you kept staring at me. So now you know."
Doreen was still too taken back to respond. It was been both
abrupt and exciting she had to admit.
Anything she then wanted to say was cut off by the chime of
the elevator door's opening on ten. As Evelyn stepped off the
elevator, she paused for a moment and turned to Doreen.
"If you really want to see what it's like, I'm in room 1005."
She said as the doors closed behind her.
While the elevator moved upward, a dozen thoughts ran though
Doreen's mind at once. Could she do something like that? Who
would ever know? Would she ever get another chance? What would
Timmy think? Did she even care?
The doors opened on twelve and she took one step out, then
hesitated. Taking a deep breath, she stepped back in and
pressed the button for ten.
- TEACHERS CONFERENCE-
Part Three
by Ann Douglas
(AnnD@Pipeline.Com)
Over ten minutes passed as Doreen stood outside the door to
room 1005. What am I doing, she asked herself for the tenth
time. The elevator chimed down the hall as she heard a few
people getting off on this floor.
Thankfully, they went in the other direction and entered
their own room. She could tell they were drunk and hadn't even
noticed her.
"Can't stand here all night." Doreen said to herself in a
low voice. "Either go forward or back."
Taking a deep breath she finally knocked on the door. Long
seconds passed and she thought Evelyn might have already gone
to bed. She was thinking of leaving when a voice called from
behind the locked door.
"Who is it?"
"Doreen...." She managed to stammer out.
A second later, the door swung open and she stepped inside.
The room wasn't much different than her own. Same color, same
furniture, same boring art on the walls. Her head turned as
Evelyn locked the door behind her.
The tall blonde was now wearing a blue terrycloth robe. Her
hair had been unclipped and combed out, hanging loosely around
her shoulders. It was also slightly damp, telling Doreen she
had just come out of the shower.
"Did you forget something?" Evelyn asked as she smiled.
"I was thinking about what you said in the elevator." Doreen
said, her eyes fixed on the soft valley between Evelyn's
breasts that was visible through the folds of the robe.
"And......? Evelyn asked.
"And, I think I'd like to know more." said Doreen somewhat
hesitantly.
"You think.....?" Evelyn said in a strong voice. "Either
you do or you don't. Now which is it?"
"I want to learn more." Doreen said, this time with
conviction.
Evelyn smile grew larger. She reached out and ran her fingers
down across Doreen's cheek. The school teacher from Indiana
found the touch unbelievably erotic. Her long index finger
slid down across Doreen's face and caressed her small lips.
Evelyn slid her finger into Doreen's mouth and let her suck on
it for a few moments. Pleased with the young woman's
willingness, Evelyn removed her finger and took a step back.
The bright smile grew to it's fullest.
"I told you in the bar that I was a lesbian." She said as she
took the same finger and ran her tongue across it. "What I
didn't mention was that I'm also a dominant. Do you
understand what that is?"
Doreen had seen the word in a few books, she wasn't totally
ignorant. She nodded a yes.
"Tell me what you think it is?" Evelyn demanded.
"I would guess that it's someone who's into Slave and Master
situations." Doreen said, proud of her being able to answer.
"A person who was a ....." She hesitated a moment as she tried
to remember the word. ".......Dominatrix." She finally
remembered.
"Very good." Evelyn said. "But there are various levels and
situations that go with that."
Doreen looked confused for a moment, her reading hadn't
covered anything like that.
"I'm not into whip, chains, leather or anything like that."
Evelyn laughed softly as she now ran her finger down the deep
valley of her 38D's. She could feel Doreen's eyes glued to
it's journey. "I just enjoy the feeling of being in total
control. Do you think you could handle something like that?"
Doreen thought about it for a few long seconds, her eyes
riveted on the drop of saliva running between Evelyn's mounds
until it disappeared beneath the robe. If Evelyn had asked
her this a half hour ago in the elevator, Doreen was sure she
would've ran as fast as she could. Now after taking the giant
steps which had brought her this far she only felt
exhilaration instead of fear.
"Yes I could." She replied in a solid tone.
"Really now?" Evelyn countered.
With a flourish, the taller woman turned and walked over to
the edge of the bed. She motioned for Doreen to follow.
Standing at the edge of the bed, Evelyn hiked her left leg
up onto the bed. She pulled loose the sash around her waist,
allowing the robe to fall open. Doreen took a long hard look
at the naked body that had just been unveiled. It certainly
wasn't that of a 20 year old, but neither was it that of a
woman pushing 40. Her large breasts were still full and only
sagged a little. They were capped by silver dollar sized
aureole, which in turn were topped by erasure sized nipples -
already hard and erect. So enthralled by Evelyn's endowments,
the younger woman didn't notice at first something she hadn't
seen since junior high school gym. A totally nude pussy.
A wicked grin on her face, Evelyn reached down and spread her
vaginal lips with her hand, drawing Doreen's attention to it's
bareness.
"I want you to lick me!" She commanded.
Doreen dropped to her knees without a
moments hesitation, so compelling had been the command. She
looked up at the tall blonde and saw a pair of piercing blue
eyes bearing down upon her. Then she looked forward into the
pinkness stretched open in front of her.
"Last chance to back out..." Doreen said to herself as she
dropped her gaze to the floor and removed her glasses.
Then with less hesitation then she showed the first time she
took a boy in her mouth, the 26 year old grammar school
teacher reached out with her tongue and stroked the sex of
another woman.
"Mmmmm, this is pretty nice." Doreen
thought as she explored the inner reaches of Evelyn's canal.
The young woman found it pleasantly
surprising that she actually liked the taste that now filled
her mouth. Prior to this moment she had never sampled the
juices of a woman, not even her own. Based on the comments of
both her boyfriend Tim and two previous lovers, she had
expected it to be somewhat gross. At least that was the excuse
they had always given for not doing it for more a few
minutes. Just enough to help get her wet before intercourse.
After giving Doreen ample time to become comfortable with
exploring her womanhood, Evelyn took a gentle grip on the
back of Doreen's head and helped guide her tongue to the most
sensitive spots.
"Not bad for a novice." Evelyn chuckled as she pressed the
brunette's face deep between her legs.
Doreen took that as praise and increased the motion of her
tongue. Her face was now smeared with the sticky juices, but
she didn't care. Without even checking, she knew that her own
pussy, still covered by her panties, was also wet.
"I guess you can handle it." Evelyn said as she released her
grip on Doreen's head and guided her back to her feet.
As soon as Doreen stood up, Evelyn pulled her close and
kissed her again. This kiss was much more aggressive than the
one in the elevator. Evelyn really loved the taste of her
pussy on another woman's lips and after running her tongue
along the interior of Doreen's now willingly open mouth, she
began to lick it off her cheeks.
- TEACHERS CONFERENCE-
Part Four
by Ann Douglas
(AnnD@Pipeline.Com)
"Strip for me." Evelyn whispered in
Doreen's ear as she nibbled on the lobe. "Make me hot for
your body."
Doreen took a big step back and reached behind her for the
zipper of her dress. She had never stripped for anyone
before. Usually the men she'd been with wanted her naked as
quickly as possible. She remembered an old adult movie she
had seen in a motel she and Tim had once spent a few hours in.
Incredibly, he had switched on the television after their
lovemaking and watched part of an adult film for the last hour
of their stay. Dropping her dress to the floor, she tried to
copy the woman she had seen that night.
Cupping both breasts in her hands, Doreen played with them
for a few moments before releasing the front clasp. Then with
an exaggerated shimmy, she let the plain white bra fall away
from her mounds and drop off her arms. She returned her
hands to her breasts, now running her fingers across the
nipples. The girl in the film had breasts large enough to
pull up within reach of her own tongue, Doreen knew she
couldn't duplicate that. Instead she wet the tips of her
fingers and rubbed the last remnants of lovejuice from her
face, then spread it across her nipples.
Evelyn had laid back against the headboard and was playing
with her own breasts with one hand and sliding two fingers of
the other into her pussy.
"That's right." She purred. "Put on a show."
Doreen's slip followed the bra to the floor and she stood
only covered by a cheap pair of cotton panties. She slid both
her hands beneath the waistband and let out a loud sigh. Then
thrusting her shoulders back and her chest out with each
motion, she began to rub her own clit.
"Take it off!" Evelyn encouraged from the bed.
Doreen continued to rub herself, now adding pelvic thrust to
her gyrations. Then with as much strength as she could muster,
she expanded a previous small tear in the material and ripped
her panties off. Now totally exposed was a wild growth of
bushy brown hair.
No sooner had the now torn material hit the floor when Evelyn
jumped from the bed and grabbed Doreen's shoulders. With a
powerful shove, she tossed the smaller woman onto the bed.
Then lifting each of her legs up and outward, she dropped down
and buried her head between them.
"Oh God!" Doreen exclaimed as she felt the wet touch of
Evelyn's tongue. It was like a spark of electricity that shot
up and throughout her body. The first jolt was followed by a
second and a third, until it became a constant wave of
delight. Evelyn's skillful use of her tongue instantly showed
years of experience. In only a minute she had brought Doreen
to a place she had only imagined before.
The pressure against her sex increased, driving her further
and further into a euphoric state. Her breathing quickened as
she forced air into her lungs in short gasps. She gripped the
sheet beneath her, balling it up in her closed fists. Doreen
could feel the crest of an orgasm fast approaching, far
faster than she could have ever brought it on herself.
Rocking the bed she began to lunge her pelvis against
Evelyn's face, trying to match the blondes own thrusts.
Finally her body began to shake as indescribable pleasure
filled her existence.
"Ooohh Goddd!" She yelled in a high
pitched voice.
Evelyn took a firm grip on Doreen's ass and practically
lifted it off the bed. She ran her tongue up and down the hair
covered opening as fast as possible, finally sending her new
found lover over the edge.
"YYYeeeesssss!" Doreen now screamed at the top of her lungs,
not caring who heard.
The shout was music to Evelyn's ears.
A few minutes later, the two woman laid side by side,
regaining their strength. A look of bliss covered Doreen's
face. She looked into Evelyn's blue eyes and finally spoke.
"That was the most incredible moment of my life." She said
in a quiet little girl tone. "I wish it could've lasted for
hours."
"That was just a warm-up." Evelyn laughed. "We still have a
long way to go."
Doreen's smile grew brighter.
"But first, why don't we do something about this mess." The
older woman said as she ran her hand across Doreen's cum
stained pubic hair.
"Sure, I'll only take me a minute to clean it up." Doreen
replied as she started to get up.
"Actually, I was thinking of cutting it all off." Evelyn
interjected. "I don't think there's anything sexier than a
woman who's bare." She added as she spread her own legs and
let the overhead light shine on her own bare beaver.
Doreen didn't even stop to think about it. If Evelyn had said
they should go downstairs and run through the lobby naked, she
would've given the same answer.
"Ok." She said in that same little girl voice.
Ten minutes later, Doreen stood in front of the full length
bathroom mirror and admired her newly saved cunt. Evelyn had
handled the razor with precision and not even a small scratch
was visible. On her own, Doreen couldn't even shave her legs
without drawing blood. She ran her fingers across the now
exposed skin, giggling at it's softness.
"Mmmm, that's much better." Evelyn said as she embraced
Doreen from behind and cupped her small breasts. Playing with
her nipples, she kissed first her neck, then pulled her head
around and met her lips with her own.
This time the kiss was soft and gentle, and for the first
time, Doreen was able to appreciate the warmth of Evelyn's
kiss. A second kiss followed, then a third. All the while,
the blonde played with the smaller woman's breasts, bringing
her nipples to a stiff attention.
Evelyn took a seat on the bowl and pulled Doreen to her. Her
face now level with the small firm breasts, she kissed each
nipple in turn. Just a peck at first, then a little harder.
Soon Doreen's entire mound was covered with wet kisses.
Pulling the brunette tighter in her embrace, the kisses
turned to love bites as Evelyn's teeth glided across the soft
skin. Then her attention turned to her nipples as first one ,
then the other disappeared into Evelyn's mouth.
Doreen had never realized her nipples could be so sensitive,
or that the simple act of sucking on them could feel so good.
So distracted was she by this new revelation, she jumped when
she felt two of her teacher's fingers slide between the folds
of her now nude womanhood.
The faster her fingers slid in and out, the harder Evelyn
sucked. In a mixture of pain and pleasure, she brought her
junior right back to the excited state she had enjoyed a short
while before.
As if hypnotized, Doreen began to again gyrate in time with
the penetration. If Evelyn kept
this up, she wouldn't last another ten minutes.
As Doreen once against approached the edge of an orgasm,
Evelyn suddenly stopped.
Rising from the seat, she put her hands around Doreen's waist
and helped her hop up onto the vanity. No sooner as she
settle her ass against the cold countertop when Evelyn
replaced her fingers and began to again finger-fuck her.
The advantage of this new position was that Evelyn's large
breasts were now face level with Doreen. A fact that the
history teacher wasted no time in exploiting. Immediately she
lifted the right breast and guided the nipple to her waiting
mouth.
Like a babe at her mother's tit, the 26 year old woman
suckled. The rising heat from between her legs just increased
her desire to bring Evelyn the same pleasure that she had
given her.
"Oh yes, baby." Evelyn said as she pulled Doreen's lips
tighter against her breasts. "You're doing fine.
Moving to the other breast, Doreen
continued to stroke the saliva soaked nipple with her hand.
What she lacked in experience she more than made up in
enthusiasm.
"Let's go back to the bed." Evelyn
suggested as she pulled her breast away from a reluctant
Doreen.
- TEACHERS CONFERENCE-
Part Five
by Ann Douglas
(AnnD@Pipeline.Com)
Back on the bed, Evelyn laid out on her back and invited
Doreen to get on top of her. Instead of going face to face,
she swung her body around and again offered her moist pussy to
Evelyn.
"I knew you'd be a fast learner." Evelyn quipped before she
was silenced by the weight of Doreen's sexuality as she
pressed it down against her mouth.
By the time Doreen had moved her own
head down between Evelyn's legs, the blonde was already fast
as work with both her tongue and fingers. It only took a few
minutes for her to whip Doreen back to a teetering edge. Try
as she could, she couldn't keep up with the more experienced
woman, but she would give it her best effort all the same.
With her tongue pressing around and around Doreen's clit, and
her fingers now covered with shiny lubricant, Evelyn abruptly
switched hands. While her dry fingers soon became as wet as
those they replaced, Evelyn ran the wet hand up across the
curve of Doreen's ass and pressed the tips against her tightly
closed pucker hole.
First with one finger, then with a second, she pressed
forward and gained entry. Once her hole has been stretched
enough to hold two fingers, Evelyn applied enough pressure to
force them both inside.
The result on Doreen was immediate and explosive. Her anus
had always been incredible sensitive. Once, a long time ago,
a had performed analingus on her and she immediately fell in
love with the act. Unfortunately, none of her later
boyfriends would have anything to do with such a practice.
Except for Billy who had once tried to have anal sex with her,
but had been such a clod that it hurt too much to even get it
inside.
Now with Evelyn finger-fucking both her pussy and ass, as
well as licking her clit, Doreen realized she was on the
threshold of the orgasm of her life. She gave up any attempt
to try and bring Evelyn off and instead simple shut her eyes
and allowed herself to drift of the currents of ecstasy
ripping outward from her crotch.
Finally in such a burst of raw energy that she thought she
might be having a seizure, Doreen climaxed as she had never
before. For the first time in her life she actually gushed,
covering Evelyn's pretty face with the products of her
eruptions.
Evelyn of course was more than happy to accept the gift,
continuing to both pump and lick away until she felt the woman
on top her began to go limp with exhaustion.
Evelyn had no intention of disturbing Doreen as she lay
drained, her now totally saturated cunt still resting an inch
above her mouth. she gently removed her fingers from both
holes and with a gentle motion of her tongue, continued to
partake of the fruit of her efforts. Evelyn liked nothing
better than the taste of a satisfied woman.
They made love once more that night, with Doreen finally
bringing Evelyn to orgasm. After that, they both slept the
sleep of the dead until Evelyn's bodyclock wore her up a scant
15 minutes before her meeting.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
The relentless drone of an unanswered alarm flooded Doreen's
consciousness. The flood of the memories that had replaced
the alcohol induced haze abruptly stopped as she opened her
eyes.
"Oh my lord," She said to herself as she pulled herself up
into a sitting position. "Was that really me last night?"
It had been, she was forced to admit to herself. It would be
easy to blame it on the booze. Simply say she had way too much
to drink and had gone way over the edge. But while that lie
could come easily enough, it wouldn't be true.
It had been fun, and yes it had been exciting. Doreen couldn't
remember the last time sex had been so exciting. But the thing
to do now was admit that it had been both fun and exciting and
put it all behind her.
After all, tomorrow morning it would be back to Parkerston,
Indiana, population 4,425. Back to the Eisenhower Elementary
School were she was expected to set a moral example to the
community and "lesbian" was a word not used in decent company.
Yes, that was definitely the best thing to do. Just chalk it
up as another little adventure that was better left forgotten.
"Well better see what's on the agenda for today." Doreen
said out loud as she walked over to the desk and picked up the
brochure her roommate had left.
Circled on it were discussion groups about various subjects
by various well known and really incredibly boring educators.
No doubt her roomie would find them fascinating.
Since the closing ceremony for the
conference was scheduled for 4:00 in order to allow many
people to head home tonight, there wouldn't even be a party
tonight.
"Well at least I have a morning flight, no rushing to the
airport tonight." She said to herself as she looked at the
pile of suitcases her roommate had piled by the door.
Her roomie had a 6:00 flight back to New Mexico, but insisted
on attending as many discussion groups and lectures as
possible. According to her plan, she would attend the final
comments and then race like the devil to the airport to catch
her flight.
"Well I wish her luck." Doreen thought. "Because if she
misses her flight she'd be stuck her until tomorrow and I'll
have to put up with her again."
Looking at the clock, Doreen remembered that she told Tim
she'd call him about this time to confirm what time her flight
would get in. That way she could be sure he'd be there to meet
her.
As she reached for the phone she realized that was a really
silly thought. Of course he'd be there to meet her. And if
she knew Timmy, he'd take her straight to his apartment for a
little between the sheets action. After all, he'd been without
for five whole days. Unless of course he'd found someone
else to keep his toes warm. The image of Bobby Jo (Boom Boom)
Kolwowski, the waitress at the sports bar Tim spent so much
time at suddenly came to mind.
For the next half hour she sat on the
receiving end of a busy signal. Finally she called the
operator and asked her to interrupt, only to be told the phone
was off the hook.
"He knew I'd be calling this morning, where could he be?"
She asked herself as she hung up the phone.
No sooner had she replaced the receiver back on the phone
than it abruptly rang. Quickly grabbing it she brought it up
to her face.
"Tim?" She asked, hoping that he had
realized that the phone had been off the hook and was now
calling her.
"Who?" The feminine voice from the
received asked. "Oh no, sugarpie, it's Evelyn."
- TEACHERS CONFERENCE-
Part Six
by Ann Douglas
(AnnD@Pipeline.Com)
"Oh God!" Doreen thought. Just the sound of her voice sent a
tingle between her legs.
"Yes...." Doreen answered hesitantly.
"I'm going to be finished with the last panel about two and I
was wondering if you'd like to get together for a late lunch?
That is if you haven't already made any other plans?"
"Well, I haven't really." Doreen answered, now aware that
the tingling had spread to her nipples. She hesitated for a
few moments then asked "Just lunch?"
"Well, I'll leave that up to you, darling." Evelyn laughed
softly.
Doreen stared at her reflection in the mirror across the
room. She had already decided that the best thing to do about
last night was simply forget it ever happened. She couldn't,
she mustn't do anything to change that.
"Could you hold on a minute?" She asked.
"Certainly."
Lowering the phone, Doreen repeated to herself that she had
made the right decision. After all, tomorrow she would be
back on her way to her real life. Back to Tim and
respectability. Of course there would be some perfectly good
explanation as to why he had missed her call. It was only her
imagination, her guilty imagination, that put him in the bed
of a bimbo.
"Just say sorry, I can't make it." Doreen said to herself.
"She'll understand. And who knows, if she really wants
company, I'm sure she'd have no trouble finding it."
Returning the receiver to her mouth, Doreen opened her mouth
to say just that. But instead it came out.
"I'd love to."
"Wonderful!" Evelyn exclaimed. "I'll see you about 2:30
then."
"Fine, I'll be ready." Doreen heard herself say before the
phone went click.
For a long minute she stood there, staring hard at the phone
in her hand. How had no turned into yes? What was she
thinking? Confused he hung up the phone.
Just then the phone rang again. Hesitantly she picked it up
and said hello.
"Hi peaches." Said the deep masculine voice on the other
end. "I'm glad I caught you."
"Timmy?" She asked.
For the next few minutes she listened as her boyfriend
explained that he had knocked over his phone when he came in
last night after a few too many beers. Figuring that she
must've been trying to call and got a busy signal, he'd called
her instead.
"So how's the conference been?" He asked.
"Very educational." She replied, thinking that was
definitely the truth.
"Well I can't wait for you to get home." He said. "It's
been a long and lonely week."
"Don't worry, I'll be home soon." She said and gave him all
the flight information.
"Great," He replied. "Well I'm going to have to run, babe.
I'm playing ball with the guys down at the bar this
afternoon."
"All right, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon then."
Replacing the phone for a second time, she realized that the
tingling between her legs had now given way to a soft wetness.
But was it from Evelyn or Timmy? Should she call Evelyn back
and cancel?
Doreen picked up the phone and asked that Evelyn be paged.
A few minutes later, Evelyn came to the phone.
"Did you forget something?" She asked.
"Err....actually...yes I did..." Doreen stammered.
Silence on the other end indicated Evelyn was waiting for
more of a response.
"I just wanted to say....." Doreen began, stopping to take a
long deep breath.
"I just wanted to say that I wish that you'd call me Dee Dee.
All my friends do."
"Of course, Dee Dee, If it makes you
happy." Evelyn beamed, her smile almost visible over the
phone. "But I've got to get back. I'll see you later. I'm
looking forward to it."
"So am I." Dee Dee said as she too broke into a wide grin.
Turning to look at herself once more in the mirror, she said
out loud to her reflection.
"I guess just once more can't really hurt. After all, this
conference is supposed to be educational."
Then her thoughts turned to what she could wear, wondering if
she had time to stop at that really cute lingerie boutique she
saw over on 4th street.
END