Planting my lubricated finger up Jennifer’s bung hole she made a weak kitten sound. Clamping her cunt muscles tightly around the shaft of my pulsing prick, she slid up and down moaning softly. Our bed mate, my girlfriend Mia was straddling my face, washing it with her thick juices. She reached over grabbing a handful of Jen’s bouncing breasts to chew on her long, pink nipple.

The three of us enjoyed every carnal act imaginable. Their naked bodies blocked the clock on the nightstand but I knew we had been at it since midnight. I’d fucked Jen a few weeks before on the kitchen counter at her condo. Mia learned of the time I bent Jen over the couch in her office at school. She had to muffle her wails of satisfaction with a cushion. Mia heard how Jen had gulped down my huge wad one time in the front seat of the car in a Wal-Mart parking lot. Mia was ready for a piece of the action so there we were.

Driving my wide tongue deep in Mia’s snatch she jerked back tossing her blonde curls. Her swollen, pulsing pussy drenched me with creamy cum from yet another powerful orgasm. I’d lost count. Jennifer wailed loudly as Mia tore her teeth away from her ample right tit. Burying my searing rod in Jen with one final, intense thrust Jen collapsed on top of my sweaty, sticky body.

Practicing a third eye move I gazed back. Mia clung to the head board of our California King. With one hand she held on to a bed post, the other was shoved up her shaved pussy in a fist. Jennifer stared over my head, staring at the extreme act in amazement. Mia wriggled on the damp sheets, twisting her fist like a corkscrew while Elementary School principal Miss Jennifer Burke, traveled to the foot of the bed with my bulging dick sliding down her throat. I was chuckling to myself. Just a few short weeks before Burke struck me as a straight-laced bitch. Now she played my meaty flute like a whore! Trying not to take my eyes of Mia’s fist-filled twat, I struggled to prolong my climax by thinking of something else. It seemed impossible because since graduation from Colorado Springs College all I ever seem to do is fuck.
Mia moved her hips with a sensual rhythm extending the crashing waves of euphoria. Jennifer sucked lazily with an audible hum. In less than 4 hours I’ll be in Room 202 greeting a room filled with noisy 3rd graders. Miss Burke would be making announcements over the intercom. My eye lids grew heavy, my concentration faded as I drifted off lulled to sleep by the sound of Mia’s fist sliding in and out of her snatch and Jen’s intermittent slurping.

Two months earlier, I was gulping down a vending machine burrito in the teacher’s lounge when gym instructor Shannon Seeley walked in. Her fresh, school girl face and big blue eyes, her perky nipples brushing against her uniform shirt reminded me of Hugh Hefner’s former girlfriend, Kendra, the hot little tomboy. Opening the refrigerator, Shannon pulled out a cup of strawberry yogurt, popped the foil lid and began lapping out the sweet cream with her tongue.

The school secretary scowled and sniffed with disapproval as she left the lounge. Shannon sucked out the last bit of strawberry quickly scanning the room to be sure we were alone. Cupping a hand over her full, inviting mouth she breathlessly whispered, “Wanna fuck?” I dropped my burrito on the front of my white cotton shirt, greasy sauce sliding down the buttons. I jumped up moving to the sink to splash cold water on the red stain. With a shrug of her shoulders, she tossed the cup in the trash making her way to the hall. I turned around to see her satin gym shorts clinging to a set of perfect ass cheeks as they wiggled their way out the door. The rest of the afternoon I caught myself daydreaming about jamming my cock in her steamy, pulsing cunt.

Covering during Mrs. Craddock’s maternity leave also meant bus monitor duty for after-school student activities. Instead of leaving the school grounds at 3:30PM, I made my way to my Jeep parked under the oak trees at the end of the playground around 6. Shannon called to me from behind the wire gate. “Had time to think about my offer?” she teased. My cock was at full attention as we both watched the other faculty members leave the lot. By now my hard-on was screaming for attention.

Mia would want me to accept the gym teacher’s proposition. We loved each other and had started making wedding plans when she admitted only one thing troubled her. She worried I would come to resent her. Feeling cheated by my limited sexual experience. After all, it was common knowledge on my alma mater’s campus. Mia had fucked her way through seven states and more than 200 guys before landing on my college campus three years ago. On the other hand, I had fucked my senior prom date once and since then found myself more likely to be jerking off alone in my dorm room until I met Mia in my junior year.

She encouraged me to screw a variety of women to get a real handle on my own sexual technique. Her major was marketing, and she knew how to sell me on anything. Before graduation last spring, Mia arranged for her roommate Annie to seduce me at their off campus apartment. Making some lame excuse about a headache Mia left me in the hot tub with her gal pal. Watching her breasts floating on the surface of the bubbling water my dick expanded. Pulling her self up and over the edge of the tub, I mounted her from behind and came almost immediately leaving Annie unsatisfied and pissed!

Mia realized she had her work cut out for her and spent the summer intently educating me on the pleasures of the flesh. I stopped asking her how or where she learned what she knew. Dildos, strap-ons, cock rings and butt plugs became our bedroom companions. I filled every hole in her dozens of times and she found a hundred ways to get me off. About three months ago, I took the first of several short assignments finally ending up at my current assignment to cover for Mrs. Craddock. Mia told me I was ready to seek some extracurricular sex to put what I had learned to the test.

Mia was confident the elementary school where I worked would be a great source of female playmates. In the beginning I was worried about getting caught, causing a scandal and losing my teaching certificate. Being one of only two male teachers, the flood gates opened and my female colleagues were hitting on me-hard. At first it was overwhelming. Cornering the music teacher Ryan Blackstone one afternoon, I asked if he had the same problem. “Nope, not at all”, he grinned. “I guess being gay helps!”
I snapped out of my daydreaming and saw Shannon wave me over. The door to the athletic office slammed behind us and Shannon wasted no time wriggling out of her shorts to reveal the sloppy slit between her legs. Feeling my cheeks turning red, I shook off my apprehension as she lowered herself to the floor behind her desk. Kneeling in front of her she unzipped my chinos as my prick continued to grow. Pulling me closer to her, Shannon took my hand and began sucking on my fingers. My pants were around my ankles. She was on her back on the cool, concrete floor. My eyes followed her hand as it guided mine to the hairy outer lips of her hot, sticky twat. Slowly she inserted my moist digit deep in her honey pot pulling it back out and licking it. “Mmmmm, wanna try some?”

While she played with my ball sacks, they stung red hot and hard. I struggled to remain calm when her attention turned to my cock. Her mouth guided my member down her throat as she tightened her grip on my testicles. “Please do not cum now!” I quietly chanted to the beat of her rise and falling strokes along my throbbing meat. Dropping to my knees she lost her hold on my dick when I balled my hand into a fist and began to probe her heaving hole. Mia was a fan of the sport of fisting and had taught me how to tease any twat open.

Shannon groaned heavily pulling her knees up to open up wider. God! She was wet; the room was filled with the pungent aroma of her juices mingled with her citrus cologne. I moved in deeper and deeper nearly up to my wrist when she grabbed a full handful of my hair begging for more. Adding my tongue to the mix I lapped at her rock hard clit feeling her muff muscles expand and contract with each move I made. I reached up for her right breast. Her nipples were erect and hard so I stood just tall enough to latch on. She bit down on her lips hard to muffle the sound of her climax. Shannon moved onto her knees.

My cum-coated hand was still in a fist she deftly licked clean. She settled on all fours pushing her ass toward me so I could taste the forbidden flower of her asshole! Ramming my long tongue passing the sphincter muscle I prodded until I reached the dark delight inside. Shannon pulled on her clit hood while slamming my face into the crack of her ass. I was beating my meat by now unable to resist the urge to shoot an exploding shot of my creamy jiz. SPLAT! I actually heard my molten load spill onto the concrete beneath us. She shrieked just once rearing up to roughly yank on her rosy red clit one more time before crumpling to the floor.

By now, the security lights bathed the playground in a weird orange glow. Somehow I managed to stumble back to the parking lot. On the ride home all I could smell was sex. Mia met me at the door wondering what the hell had hit me. I cracked a cold beer and sat at the kitchen table describing the encounter while she treated the burrito stain on my good white shirt.

Mia was far more experienced and liberated than me. She was very different from the girls I had dated before. Most let me play with their tits and several gave me head but as for fucking? I was the reluctant one. She proudly shared stories of her “sexapades” as a certified club slut having had her first sex at age 15 courtesy of her next door neighbor, Robbie. He had just returned home from boot camp and was celebrating his 20th birthday before being shipped to Iraq. They had always had a playful sexual tension between them but Robbie had always avoided jail bait. When Robbie was in his senior year of high school, Mia was just 13. She would watch him mow the lawn next door without a shirt and notice her nipples harden and her crotch tighten.

On the eve of his deployment, Mia and her neighbor sat behind her dad’s garage sharing a twelve-pack. They made out for a while and with each beer both became less inhibited. After a little playful resistance, Mia laid back on a stack of old newspapers and bags of potting soil. She recalls how it felt the first time he slipped his cock inside her and popped her cherry. A warm, electric sensation coursed through her body unlike anything she had ever felt before. There was no going back, she was hooked on dick and realized she had something every guy she met wanted. But, it was not only men who found her desirable. Women were fascinated by her too. Mia used stories of her carnal exploits like foreplay and could make me cream my jeans just hearing them.

One of my favorites is the one about her first bi-sexual encounter with her massage therapist at a spa two summers ago. Mia had been going there for a while, and always requested the slender, black beauty with the dark eyes and magic hands. After every appointment, Mia would take a few extra minutes “getting dressed” and spend the time on the table fantasizing and masturbating. This time, she decided to make her move. She was on her belly, and like so many times before she was being rubbed down with warm, scented oil. In one simple move, Mia flipped over on her back spreading her supple thighs wide. Without hesitation the masseuse opened her berry-stained mouth wide devouring my fiancée’s slippery snatch sucking as hard as she could. Back arched Mia ground her beaver into the full, eager mouth. Her clit grew as her partner pulled it with her tongue and over her teeth. For the next hour they sucked, licked and fucked their way to orgasms a couple of times. Mia has had a standing weekly appointment with the same masseuse ever since.

In fact, it was at the spa where she had a chance meeting with Ms. Butler. Mia was on her way out while Jen was checking in. The week before Mia’s car was in the shop so she had dropped me off and used my Jeep to make her sales calls. I was standing on the curb waiting for her to pick me up at the end of the school day and the principal. Butler stopped to remind me about my 30 day performance review I had to attend the following week. Mia popped out of the driver side wearing a black pencil skirt and 6 inch red stilettos heels every inch the seductive slut I knew and loved.

In contrast Jennifer Butler looked every inch the anal professional in her grey business suit. She stiffly shook Mia’s hand before retreating to her office. At the spa a few days later, my boss didn’t look stiff or anal. She smiled warmly and remarked about how happy she was to be working with me wondering out loud how long we had been a couple. Mia invited Jen to join her at the juice bar. By the end of their conversation my boss furnished her home phone number and asked her to have me call! By 10 that evening, she was spread out on her butcher block counter top with me lapping her quivering clit.

Today, I was called in the principal’s office. Mrs. Craddock had her baby girl and was going to remain a stay at home mom. The position was mine! She ended the conversation telling me to expect to be kept after school at least once a week and to plan on one meeting a month with Mia. Hmmm-guess you never stop learning.