favorite teacher's pet, actually.”
I smiled back, my voice as shaky as hers. “I'd like that.”
Of course, I would.
CHAPTER 14
While I played with Ms. Dykstra's large nipples through her tee-shirt, using both hands, pulling on them, tweaking them, rolling the distended brown tips between my fingers, she slid the vibrator off her own hand, then reached down for my crotch.
“We both knew you'd have a gorgeous little cunt,” Ms. Dykstra whispered. “The first time we saw you.”
On my back still, on the brown leather settee, I spread my sweaty thighs apart and felt the slick lips of my cunt wetly part even more so as I did.
Both Miss Hellview and Ms. Dykstra took a very good look at the swollen, clearly welcoming pink slit between my legs, my lanky blonde gym teacher putting her face so close to it I could feel her hot breath on it.
It reminded me of the first time my dad saw my 9-year-old pussy from a half-inch away.
Then Ms. Dykstra moved down the length of me, put her strong hands on my bare hips and pulled me down along the settee until my naked butt was at the very end of it. My slim legs over the end, I was perched there, my bare feet flat on the floor, my knees still spread wide.
“I can pretty well figure out what's coming next,” I ventured. “Me.”
“You're right,” she smiled up at me.
“I'm all shaky,” I added. “I'm still so turned on, even after coming like that.”
I'd never been with a grown-up woman before and here I was with two of them at the same time, a sexual adventure that had me about half-crazy with the most intense excitement I'd ever felt.
Ms. Dykstra was quickly kneeling between my spread apart knees and leaned forward. She kissed my pussy right in the center of my wetness, her tongue easily separating my thickened labial lips and diving into me eagerly.
“Oh, yes, yes!” I breathed, raising my bare ass up off the end of the leather settee to give her better access to me. “I love it! Lick my cunt, suck it, kiss it all over! Oh, God, I love your mouth on my pussy!”
She began toying with me, her strong hands on my bare inner thighs, her soft lips lightly touching near my clit, but not directly on it. She then used her highly experienced tongue to circle it, teasing the sensitive pink flesh around it, until she finally began touching at it every few seconds.
And every time her tongue tip even grazed my clitoris, my sweaty bare butt kept jerking up off the couch on its own, my heels digging into the carpet and my knees spreading wider.
“Ummm!” I managed. “Oh God, Ms. Dykstra!!”
My small boobs were as firm as could be, both of my standing-at-attention, ready-to-burst tiny nipples proudly pointing straight up.
At that point, the oily wetness oozing out between the swollen lips of my cunt was like a small river, running down, as always, into the crack of my sweaty bare ass.
I was soon breathing so fast and hard I thought I'd pass out.
“Emily, don't come again,” Miss Hellview said. Rather, she commanded me, I realized. “Not just yet.”
I looked over to where she stood. She was shimmying out of her black dress, letting it drop to the floor at her feet.
“Oh God, God, God!!!” I groaned, my ass squirming and still jerking up off the couch as my gym teacher kept at me. The smooth muscles in my bare inner thighs repeatedly tensed as Ms. Dykstra's tongue began to explore the inside of my cunt, her soft lips wetly sucking at me the entire time. “I don't think I can hold off!”
Ms. Dykstra was still in her flimsy gym shorts, the crotch of them soaked through in a small, darkly widening circle with her own evident excitement. The hot smell of her mature pussy was in the air, and if I could have reached her, I'd have slipped my hands into her shorts to explore her cunt as well.
I so seriously wanted to suck my gym teacher's pussy!
But she was doing exactly that to me instead, gently kissing the small protruding fleshy hood that protected my overly-sensitive clit, even as she slipped one finger into my throbbing asshole and two fingers into my pulsing cunt.
“Uhhhh! It's so good!” I kept moaning, my dark hair damply matted as I threw my head from side to side. I mean, I was seriously losing it, going out into whatever zone that pleasure beyond belief took one to. “I love it, I love it! I'm going to come, I really am! I can't help it!”
I could actually taste it, that weird little coppery taste I get, like electric almost, just before I come, so all I could do was give Miss Hellview a sorry look and then my entire body jerked taut as the first wave of it hit me.
As my slim hips strained upward, my entire crotch on fire, Ms. Dykstra's tongue probed beneath the miniature pink overhang and easily discovered my wildly pulsating clitoris itself. A moment later, she was sucking at it eagerly.
“God, I love it and I love you!” I groaned, squirming like I had an electric cattle-prod up my 11-year-old butt, spreading my slim legs still wider. “Miss Hellview, I'm so sorry, but I'm coming!!”
My orgasm was no surprise, but it almost knocked me out, my hot gym teacher's face pressed into my sopping cunt, her nose and cheeks positively slick with my juices. Her mouth kept hungrily sucking at my throbbing clitoris while her eager fingers slid rapidly in and out of my pussy and asshole!
“It feels so fucking good!” I gasped, trembling uncontrollably. “Uhhhhh! Uhhh! Uhhhh! Ohhh! Uhhhhhhhh!”
It was like something incredibly delicious suddenly detonated in my sweet cunt, then reached out instantly to every square inch of my skinny young body in an indescribable flash of purest pleasure!
“Ohhh, I can't breathe!”
“You're coming so good!!” Ms. Dykstra laughed, around a mouthful of my exploding cunt. “And you're fucking me in the face!”
“Uhhhh, uhhh, uhhhh!” I kept panting, straining to get every ounce of spasming pleasure out of this rock-star of an orgasm. “You're killing me!!”
And then I went entirely limp with a final gasp.
It was clear Miss Hellview disapproved of my inability to hold off my climax, even though it was obvious to all three of us how wildly excited I'd been-on the verge of near-insanity, arousal-wise.
“I couldn't help it, I had to come,” I murmured, sitting up at the end of the settee. But I was openly staring at our usually stern-featured, primly dressed headmistress. Naked, she was genuinely breathtaking.
“Miss Hellview, you're gorgeous!”
The change in Miss Hellview was shocking, to say the least.
Her long dark dress tossed to the floor, she stood tall and naked in only knee-high black leather boots and a lacy black push-up bra, a sexy get-up no one alive could have guessed was worn under her usual drab garb.
“Am I?”
A long-legged beauty, she gave me the merest of smiles, then tossed her head as she unpinned her hair. Her sinuous movement revealed flowing blonde locks that went to her tiny waist, large roundly-firm breasts that tilted up, and huge nipples so brightly pink they were like lipstick kisses against her flawless skin.
“I can't believe it's you,” I said again, unable to look away from her. “You're like a goddess!”
Her hips were full, her smooth thighs slender but shapely, her flat tummy gently leading downward to the perfectly trimmed bulge of her pubic mound. Fine blonde curly hair covered her pink slash of a cunt, the thickly swollen lips of it gaping open just slightly, presenting itself to me as a luscious gift.
“Even your cunt is gorgeous,” I breathed. “It looks so tasty.”
“That's sweet of you to say,” she almost blushed, then shrugged. She knew she was actually beautiful, not merely pretty, so why pretend otherwise. “Do you want to taste my cunt, Emily?”
I swallowed hard at the thought, then nodded.
“Yes, I do,” I admitted, a sudden shy note in my voice. “I want to stick my entire face in it.”
