Date: Fri, 16 Sep 2011 06:48:09 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: The School. Chapter Four.

   Breakfast was a sombre affair for everybody. Peter and Penny dined with
us, one at each of the long tables. They made most of the conversation and
tried to bring everybody out of the depressed state we had all got
ourselves into. Penny eventually brought it to a head by suddenly standing
up and really banging down hard on the table.

   `Now listen here you love sick sons and daughters of bitches. Let's not
have this every bloody morning. You were told not to make attachments
because this display at these breakfast tables is a direct result of
it. Now snap out of it! You'll think different after a couple of days, so
let's finish with breakfast and get down to our lessons,' and as a parting
shot, added, `and your new partners.'

   So after that tirade, with breakfast over and all our ablutions, we were
in the classroom, seated in front of the small raised platform again.

   `Today we start on the oral aspect of love. Fellatio and
cunnilingus. The first is the stimulation of the male penis by the use of
the mouth, tongue and teeth, and the second being that of the female
genitalia. The use of the teeth is that they are used gently. Do not bite
the heads off cocks or nip the head off the bud so to speak. Now the
pairings for today until breakfast time tomorrow are as follows.'

   My eyes sought and found that of Ann's, and it was misery that I saw
mirrored there. I gave her a wan grin and it was returned with the hidden
warning that we must be careful. I was suddenly brought back to earth by
hearing my name being called out first. I sat up straighter and heard Penny
name my partner. It was Debbie, her from the gym this morning. I looked
across and saw her face light up, so I put a brave grin on my face and
stood up and held out my hand to lift her from the floor and make our way
to a futon. I kept my eyes away from those of Ann's, and deliberately made
for our own special futon, but only to turn away and go to a further
one. Making the point as clear as I could to Ann somewhere behind about
that futon and that I wouldn't use it. With Debbie's hand in mine, we
settled down as other names were being paired.

   Connie, the other jogger who wanted to be with me was paired with Chris,
his name being called first. Then it was Leslie and Martin, and then Zac
and Kathy followed by Carol and Ralph. This left my Ann with David, his
name being called out first. I immediately hated him! Him with my Ann,
putting his cock in her sweet mouth, defiling her, and then licking at her
cunt. I was angry enough to use that word, because the other words seem so
soft and did not give justice to how I felt.

   So angry was I, that it took several questions from Debbie before I was
aware that she was there beside me.

   `It's hit you hard, hasn't it?' Debbie said softly. I dumbly nodded. `Me
too,' she said wistfully, `I was with David and I liked him and I'm sure he
will be nice to her. He was kind and considerate to me, but I had to keep
in my mind what Penny had said. That we mustn't get attached.' Ann and
David, being the last pairing, had to take whatever futon was vacant, which
was across the room, so when they sank down, I lost sight of them.

   `Lay down Will,' Debbie said softly, `and let's forget about them for
awhile and just think of the pleasures we can give each other as a
consolation,' and she pushed me onto my back and leaned above me, her heavy
breasts swinging against my chest.

   `You were called out first, so you are the master and to say what we are
to do.' I looked up into her shining face, seeing it once again on the
jogging machine, smiling at me, her tits bouncing nicely up and down. Her
eyes had been agleam and I thought then that it was in anticipation of when
we would be paired. She proved me right.

   `When I saw you properly for the first time this morning,' she whispered
in my ear as she lay down beside me, `I prayed that we would be paired
today for the oral part. You were surprised when you saw us in the gym,
then seemed shy and abashed when this,' she took hold of my cock, `started
to rise up. I watched it grow in size and got wet between my legs as it
grew and grew. I wanted to get off that machine and take you there and
then.' My cock was growing all the time she was speaking, her hand gently
moving up and down, and the skin smoothly sliding over the muscle building
up underneath.

   `You're right Deb, and what you're doing now is wonderful. Kiss me
please and make us one.' She lay hard against me as we kissed, her breast
squashed against me tight enough for me to feel her heart beat. We broke
the kissing of our lips, but she didn't stop her kissing. It carried on
down my chest, her hand still doing its own slow motion on my erection, and
she pushed it down towards my knees as her kissing met the beginning of it
from my body. Her teeth now were nibbling at the base and she slowly worked
her way up towards the head of my cock. The nibbling was exciting and as
she reached the lower rim of my foreskin, gave the whole dick a tremendous
suck before pushing my erection flat to my stomach and continued the
nibbling down to the base. It was a surprise when a ball was taken into her
mouth and gently teased around, and she did it to the other one, and it was
definitely a mouthful when she took both in at the same time to be rolled
around in that hot interior.

   Then Carol's voice was heard to call out a question to Penny, and all
heads went up to see her lying down with Ralph's erection upright for all
to see. `If the man comes in your mouth, what do you do? Swallow or spit it
out?'

   `That's entirely up to you. As you all seemed to have perked up and
heard the question, listen to me now. As a rule, the male sperm has a
somewhat salty taste to it. The more salt a man takes in his food, the
saltier the sperm. Other spices also affect the taste and cinnamon is an
example. Cakes made with this spice can be tasted in the semen, but it's
your taste buds and your choice. To hold it in your mouth you get more of
the flavour, be it salty or otherwise. By swallowing straight away as it
comes, it sometimes misses the taste buds of the tongue. The choice is
yours and there are towels there for you to spit it out if you want, but
think also of what could go through the man's mind if you stopped every few
seconds to spit it out. Either swallow it as it comes or hold it until he
has finished and then, as discreetly as possible, get rid of it into the
towel or tissue, depending where you are.'

   `Thank you,' said Carol, putting her head back down onto Ralph's
erection.

   `What will you do?' I asked of Debbie whose bright eyes I could see
peering around my erect prick.

   `Swallow it, if any comes,' she replied, her eyes smiling, her mouth
closing over the head as she bent my prick down so that she could look at
me as she used her tongue round the inside of my foreskin. I groaned and
gave myself up to the pleasure of her practising her magic on my cock.

   `I'm coming. I'm starting to come,' I moaned, starting to buck my
hips. Her hand held the base of my prick firmly, controlling the length
that I was trying to push into her throat as I moved. Then I was jerking
about, my hips going up and up as I felt my seed move fast up my cock and
burst out in short sharp jets. Debbie held me tight and firm in her mouth
and I could see her looking at me as I came in those several bursts into
her mouth. Her eyes were twinkling as her mouth and throat were filled, and
then she swallowed, the action causing a tight constricting vacuum around
the head of my cock, making it swell even larger and then the release of
air caused another burst of the final eruption of sperm into the waiting
receptacle. All this she swallowed without any problem, and then calmly
released my steaming head out into the air and licked off the oozing
residue. She's obviously done this before were my thoughts as I relaxed.

   `Lovely,' she crooned, licking and sucking till I was emptied and
dry. Then she crawled up the futon, her breasts hanging full, brushed my
still erect prick, stomach and then chest before she settled down on top of
me. I could feel the hair of her bush slightly scratching the partly
exposed head of my cock.

   `I've been wanting to do that since the gym this morning and it was
better than I expected,' she said, cuddling, if that really describes what
she was trying to do on top of me, and kissing me at the same time. `Not
too dry and not too sweet, slightly bitter and plenty of it. I loved
it. How about you?'

   `Beyond words. It was the best I've ever had,' not mentioning how few
the number of times I've been given head. I didn't realise how heavy a
woman can be on top of you and wondered how the women get on with a really
big man on top of them. How do they breathe if he doesn't support himself
on his elbows? Debbie stroked my face as we kissed and said, `You're the
boss on this show, but I think it's my turn next.'

   I had to thrust all thoughts of Ann from my mind, such as David's prick
in her mouth and she, my love, sucking on it and swallowing his come and
then licking his cock dry. It was sheer torture, but without showing the
inner struggle I was going through, rolled Debbie over onto her back and
concentrated on pleasuring her with my tongue.

   Using what I had learnt from the day before with Ann, I think I
succeeded, because it didn't take long for Debbie to start squirming and
hold my head hard between her thighs as she came. I then tasted the second
woman to come under the ministrations of my fingers, mouth and tongue. She
was as sweet as Ann and maybe a slightly more copious in her outflow, but
my expertise, if I can call it that, must be of a fairly high standard,
because Debbie was soon up in my arms, smothering me with kisses.

   I wasn't sure if I rated this approbation, after all, all I did was to
nibble, tongue and suck her till she had an orgasm. I then had to do it
again, because she said that she didn't believe it, and if I could make her
come again in so short a time, well...

   So with my head back down between her thighs, I tried to live up to her
expectations. With my arms up under her legs and the hands over the thighs,
my fingers parted the lips of her inner sanctum. I must admit that the
sight is not the best of views when looked at that close in all its
detail. I knew the names of each part that was just under my nose and which
of those parts were sensitive and those that were not.

   With the erogenous zone chart in my mind, I paid special attention to
her clit, rasping it with as dry a tongue as possible. Feeling it rise its
small distance to a hardened bud, I then used my teeth to scrape and graze
it before getting my lips around it. I thanked my swimming experience for
this, because to get your mouth completely over the small piece of flesh
that is the clitoris, means that your nose is buried so deep into other
fleshy parts that you have to hold your breath for quite some time.

   But it worked! She came again, just as copious as the first time. Even
with my ears completely covered by her thighs, I could still hear her
scream out as she came. It didn't do me any harm, because I think I was the
subject under discussion during the pre-lunch session in the bar.

   Debbie seemed to be doing most of the talking and eliciting the laughs
while Ann seemed to be withdrawn, and when she was speaking to them, I had
the impression she was defending me. While up at the bar, the lads were
asking what the hell had I done to the girl to make her scream as she had
done. Bite her?

   I played it down as much as I could and was relieved when it was time to
go into lunch. It felt strange to be sitting opposite another bare breasted
female instead of Ann. It seemed as if I had been sitting opposite Ann for
years, looking at her wonderful breasts, moving slow, still, or heaving
with excitement.

   But I'm being unfair because Debbie's breasts were just as wonderful to
behold. They were heavy and fuller, but still had the same allure. Would
they be the same by candlelight I asked myself? Would they give out the
same sheen, the rosiness of youth, and the constant attraction of desire to
suckle up to the nipples? Only at dinner would I know, but they were still
a pleasant sight to look at while eating my lunch. We had been given a full
bottle of red wine which disappeared all too quickly. Again I silently
thanked Peter for the thoughtfulness of their questionnaire in respect of
our drinking tastes.

   With lunch over and ablutions finished and the proper personal hygiene
being observed, we returned to the classroom. It appeared that I had made
another conquest, because Debbie lay down with me on the futon and spent
nearly the first hour of this session talking. Talking in a whisper as she
played with balls, saying that she would like us to become lovers when the
course had finished. Her hands had not stopped the whole time of her
speaking, but neither had mine come to that, and she had now roused me up
to my full splendour. Even though I was supposed to be the boss, she said
that we should do it mutually. Soixante-neuf as it's called. The sixty-nine
position in English where the two people involved are like spoons at
opposite ends to each other.

   This again conjured up visions of last night, the same way Ann and I
last had sex together because we knew that we wouldn't be able to be
together for this very position I was now in. Again, I had to try to keep
Ann in the background and applied myself to the task of pleasing Debbie as
much as she was trying to please me. I managed to blank Ann from my mind
and found that I was able to appreciate what expertise Debbie either had or
learned so far in the course.

   Doing this, I was then free to enjoy myself, feeling this different
mouth and tongue working a similar magic on my cock. I then tried to outdo
myself in the art of pleasing the female organ without using my hands or
fingers. We actually rolled off our futon to the dismay of our neighbours,
they being Leslie and Martin. Debbie came again with noise just as I also
came, but stifling her cries with my sperm almost choking her, but
definitely silencing her as she swallowed it down.

   The last hour of the session was spent with us just touching and
stroking each other while kissing and talking. There was no way I could
have risen up in the short time left after the way she had drained me. I
was stroking, weighing and generally caressing those fine breasts, while
she fondled, stroked and played with my balls, trying to coax more sperm to
generate within them. I must, in all truth confess, that I hadn't once
given any thought to Ann in that past hour.

   With the session ended, Debbie took my hand as we left the classroom,
and I was somewhat gratified to see that Ann, who was ahead of us, rebuff
David's hand as they left the room. It was in the showers and under the
spray that I was sharing with Debbie that I caught Ann's eye. I gave her a
small smile and a shrug of my shoulders, which she seemed to reply in the
same fashion. I think Debbie caught this, because to my chagrin, she kissed
me and held my balls in full view of all those naked people present in the
shower room.

   I didn't know it then, but I was being put up as the top rated male of
the group, and therefore being lusted after by all the females there. This
I only found out at the end of the course, which I suppose was for the
best, for I might have got big headed and not enjoyed the time that I did
have.

   So at the pre-dinner drink session in the bar, I was the topic under
discussion by the girls. Ann, I also found out later, had stuck up for
me. Proud that she had been the first and really had wanted to put her
stamp on me. Ann was now supported by Debbie, them having talked. She told
Ann that I'd been distracted and had been somewhere else all day. It was
only when we were in the showers had she realised that my heart was with
Ann. But for all that, Debbie had told Ann, and the rest of the girls, that
this was a man of all men and didn't really need the school. It just seemed
to come to him so naturally and that in her opinion of men she had been
with in the past, that they would probably learn more from me that any
course the school could devise.

   Ann told me this after the course had finished and I was grateful that
she had kept it back from me because it could have brought about a
difference in my behaviour. But I was kept in ignorance of this now growing
respect amongst the female members of the class as the two women that I had
been with, couldn't stop in lauding me in all aspects.

   The boys asked me again what did I do to make Debbie scream out again as
she did. I couldn't give them a plausible answer and was in as much
bewilderment as they were.

   Dinner was great in that candle lit atmosphere again and the wine and
food was superb. Debbie was a voluble as well as a tactile person and
couldn't speak to you without a touch. Sometimes light, almost a caress,
and then with some heaviness to emphasis a point. As we ate and drank, she
talked and talked, and apologised for talking too much. She gave a short
laugh and said that that was her major fault; that she talked too much. I
didn't mind because her breasts did look even lovelier in the candlelight,
especially when she laughed and they took on a life of their own.

   After dinner, we went off to the lounge and we sat as I had done with
Ann. Debbie in my lap and her lovely breasts just before my eyes and which
I could not resist stroking as we sat together. She too felt what happens
when a lovely breasted woman sits in my lap, my rising sexuality. It came
up hard and really pressed into her thighs.

   It was also the first time that I took notice of other couples in the
lounge. For the two nights I had been in there, I had not seen, or rather,
not noticed any other person at all. I had been enveloped in a cocoon of
love and a whole troop of bandsmen could have passed through and I wouldn't
have noticed them.

   But now I noticed. They were doing the same with their partners as we
were doing. Kathy was sitting with Zac, though they were side by
side. Leslie was on Martin's lap. Surprisingly, it was Ralph sitting on
Carol's lap as they stroked each other. David and Ann were the exceptions
as they were looking at the book titles of the lounge's library.

   'She loves you Will,' Debbie said softly in my ear having seen where my
eyes had gone. 'We all saw it last night. The girls that is. When I saw you
come into the gym this morning I saw what Ann saw, and I wanted you. But I
knew in the first few minutes of class this morning that I could never get
your heart.' She gave me a sweet kiss and I hugged her tight to me so she
couldn't see the tears that had sprung to my eyes.

   'Please say no more Debbie. I'm trying to do my best as I am supposed
to. Today and for tonight, you are mine and I am yours, so please let us
enjoy what time we have left.' I closed my eyes so

as not to watch what was on the television and also closed my mind to Ann
so that I could concentrate on pleasing Debbie. I stroked her breasts and
whispered into her ear that she should believe me when I said that I was
hers until breakfast time and I would do whatever she wanted to make the
coming night as memorable as possible for the both of us. She could feel
that I had hardened again in the last few minutes, and rightly deduced that
it had risen for her alone.

   `It's at least half an hour before lights out,' she whispered into my
ear, `please take me into the classroom and make love to me. Then, later,
when in the dorm, we can go over what we did today. Will you Will?'

   Not giving the question any thought, I heaved her up off my lap, and
taking her hand, not daring to look round the lounge, led her out and
across the hall and into the classroom. I was surprised to see that the
lights had been dimmed as those in the dining room and lounge. Also that
there was another couple already occupied on one of the futons. I didn't
look closely as I didn't wish to know who they were or that they should
know that I was in there too. I only knew that Ann was not one of those on
the other futon.

   We settled down on the futon that we had occupied that day and began by
kissing each other. This slowly intensified to deep kissing, mouths open
wide and tongues vying with each other to penetrate as far as they
could. Our sarongs slipped off as we bodily moved against each other and my
erection was pushing heartily at her thighs. Her legs opened and her
wetness made a flight path for my soaring cock, for it touched that sweet
wetness and slid down along her upper leg and into the hangar that was
waiting for it.

   The heat of her body fought the fire of my spear as I pushed it deep
into the inferno. For that was what it felt like, her body was on fire from
within. It seared my cock as it penetrated the depths of her and mine
reacted to fight her fire with my fire, and this meant friction. I
pummelled away, trying to lose my heat within her, but she held me at bay,
fighting me all the way. But the piston powered by my strong thighs beat
down her defences, and with a sudden capitulation, her body went slack and
I came with an almighty burst. I hadn't realised that she had already
orgasmed and had lost the will to fight any longer. But she still met my
every downward thrust with an upward heave of her thighs; taking me in as
far as I was physically able to go.

   As I blew my top, she cried out as she had done during the afternoon,
and in that almost empty classroom, her cries seemed to echo and re-echo
round the room.

   Spent and gasping for breath, I fell off her and lay back beside her and
I felt her hand take mine and give it a squeeze. We lay like this for
several minutes, and as though we could read each other's mind, rose up at
the same time and went upstairs.

   The lights started to dim while we were in the showers, so we quickly
finished and as we dried ourselves I promised to come to her bed after a
little rest. I got onto my bed and saw that Ann was in hers and that she
was lying on her side, her back towards me. I rolled over to face the other
way and I could see that Leslie had her eyes open and was clearly looking
at me.

   `Goodnight Will,' I heard her whisper, and I replied the same. I think
that this was the first time we had spoken since being at school. I must
have dozed off, because a glance at my small clock showed that it was after
eleven. I sat up and looked across at Ann's bed and could see that she was
still there, alone. Without a sound, I slipped of my bed and went across
the dorm to the bed of Debbie.

   `I thought you weren't coming,' she said as I slipped under the cover
and felt the heat of her body. I leaned into her and put a hand on one
breast as I kissed her and knew that she had been crying for I could taste
the salt on her cheek. I went into a running patter of love nonsense,
whispering into her ear as my hand wandered over and down her body. Her
legs parted so that my fingers could take over the talking as my mouth
became occupied with those fine breasts. First her legs started to tremble
and twitch, and then her whole body started to shake. Her hands pushed my
head away from her breasts, urging me to go further down, which I did so.

   With the lower half of my body hanging out over the end of the bed, I
put my head down between those nice thighs and started to kiss and lick
her. My tongue is not exceptionally long, but enough to probe the inner
sides of her vagina, and by keeping it stiff, could use it as you would a
short stabbing sword. Then I swept it back and forth across the swollen
bud, pausing to suck away the love juices that were coming out of her.

   With a thrashing of limbs, she bucked up against my face as she had her
orgasm, coming in little waves, dribbling past my chin as she did so. My
erection was pressed hard against the bottom end of the bed, so on freeing
my head, quickly moved up onto her and let it slide up and fill her
vagina. I kept my body rigid, arms straight down by her sides making my
cock the only contact with hers, letting her buck and work as she fucked
herself on my hard prick.

   I strained to keep my mind off her as she came again, not wanting to let
myself go, to save what was in my balls though the juice was boiling,
wanting release, but I managed to hold back somehow. When she stopped and
went all still, I could see her heaving chest and her eyes wide open, half
the sheet was stuffed into her mouth. I lowered myself down onto her and
felt the sweat on her stomach and breasts smear itself onto my own
body. Her legs went tight around my hips and her arms became vice like as
she pulled me hard against her. She managed to spit the sheet out of her
mouth and then started to croon lots of jumbled words into my ear, and I
caught the word darling uttered several times.

   I had to keep my body very still, because if I had started to move, I
don't think I could have contained myself from shooting out the full works
that I had struggled so hard to keep for later pleasure. It was some time
before I could ease myself out of Debbie and her cry of dismay could be
heard all round the quiet dormitory. I shushed her as I lay down, my body
trembling from the sheer exertion of trying to keep still. I wondered if
anybody had heard her cry, then knew that some had, because I saw two
shadows flitting about as they sought their own beds.

   But I lost interest in them as Debbie came back alive and started to
kiss me all over, working her way down and finally taking me into her
mouth. I didn't have the strength left to fight back, so I gave myself up
to the pleasure she was giving me, and hoping at the same time that she was
also getting some pleasure out of it too.

   That my prick was covered in a film of her own juices didn't seem to
faze her as she tongued and sucked away at my organ. I tried my best to
hold back, but eventually the power of her mouth won out and I came with
powerful bursts, her teeth raking my stem as I bucked up to the tight lips
holding me. As I slowed down, her hand was gently massaging my balls, and
her tongue began washing round the foreskin while her mouth sucked out the
last of my juices. She then came slithering up my body and gave me a
whacking great wet kiss and I could taste the saltiness of my own come
transferred from her lips to mine. We then fell asleep in each other's
arms.

*