'It makes me feel weird,' Cammy whispered. 'Being a girl and doing this.'
'Wow… I love it!'
Cammy ran her fingers along the thick, hard cock-shaft and touched the place where the cock-head was rubbing deeper into Janet's feverish pussy. She felt the muscles being stretched as she leaned forward again. Again the straps tightened around her back and thighs, and the one that ran between the cheeks of her ass gave her a thrill.
'This is far out!' she gasped. 'When I try to make it go in you, it makes those straps rub my clit. Ohhhhh, that's nice. Ohhhhhh, it makes me want to keep doing it!'
'Yeah, keep doing it!'
Camilla had to look again, had to see how Janet's cunt was being stretched. As she watched, her plump friend's cunt opened around the cock-tip.
'The cock-head's in!'
'Ohhhhhh!' Janet panted, flopping her head on the pillow. She dug her heels and humped her back down into the mattress. 'Ohhhhh, feels so good. So damned good!'
'I'm not hurting you?'
'No!' To prove it, Janet began to thrash her hips from side to side. The dildo was pulled deeper and the steps creaked as Cammy brought it back out again, then thrust hard.
'Yuuuuuhhhhhh!' Janet cried, her legs kicking.
'Ohhhhh God!' Cammy sighed as the strap between her ass-cheeks went taut and the smooth butt of the dildo caressed her clit. She humped again, and her tingling clit was mashed enough to send the aching thrills down her thighs.
Janet's eyes were pinched closed. As the stiff, rubber cock went deeper and was pulled slowly back, her pussy-flesh followed the shape of the cock-shaft. Cammy felt the suction and the tightness of her friend's cunt, and shivered from the excitement of having caused such excitement.
'Fuck me!' Janet begged. Her ass rolled faster against the bed now as Cammy thrust with a faster rhythm. The sounds of the dildo slurping and slishing between her friend's thighs made Cammy pant louder. Her own clit was being stroked every rime she gave Janet a thrust. When she got the cock deep again, she held it there and rolled her slim ass in a frenzy, gasping at the thrills her movements gave her.
'Call me a name!' Janet begged. 'Tell me you like to fuck me!'
'You bitch!' Cammy said, trying to sound rough, but giggled instead. The next time she was able to sound more convincing. 'I want to fuck your cunt, Janet. I want to fuck you until you can't think straight!'
'Uhhhhh, uhhhnnnnn!' Janet grunted, her hips lurching forward and back as Cammy fucked the cock deeper, drew it back slowly and thrust again. Her clit was on fire. The delirious, frenzied sensations made her hot. She kissed Janet's loose mouth, pushing her tongue between her teeth. Janet sucked her lips and nibbled them with hungry little whimpers.
'Faster!'
'Uhhhh, uhhhh!' Cammy sighed. 'My clit is tickling so bad I can't stand it. Ohhhhh, God, I think I'm gonna come!'
'Hold me, Cammy, hold me tight!'
Cammy hugged Janet hard as her slim ass pumped and danced between the brunette's open thighs. The slick mound of their fucking was sloppy now, and the room smelled of hot, damp pussy. Cammy felt the rubber cock bind in Janet's cunt as her friend's muscles began to convulse with excitement. The tightening made it hard for her to pull the cock back out of Janet's pussy.
'Ohhhhh fuck! Ohhhhh fuck, I'm coming!' Janet squirmed and twisted under Cammy's body. Her big tits bobbed and Cammy felt her blood-swollen nipples pressing against her own hard little nubs. The leather straps dug deeper into her ass-cheeks as she fucked Janet's pussy.
'Yeah, that's it!' Janet cried, making the mattress thump with her frantic movements.
Cammy was coming too. The quivering waves, shivering sensations, around her cunt had grown so powerful that she couldn't stop squirming. Her clit was being rubbed and mashed by the end of the dildo, and when she shoved it into Janet's pussy one last time, they cried out together and kissed. The bed rocked with their pumping, rubbing movements. Cammy felt Janet's heart pounding, felt he cunt sucking at the dildo. The exquisite tremors of coming continued to pulse through Camilla's body as she tightened the muscles of her ass and rubbed her small, hard tits against her best friend's big tits.
'That was far out!' Cammy said when she'd gotten her breath.
'Maybe I should put that cock on and do it to you.'
'No, I don't think so. I feel strange enough already.'
Janet pushed herself up on an elbow. 'And you've got the real thing, right? You don't need a rubber cock to get a thrill.'
'That's one way of looking at it.'
'Don't blame you. I wish I could have some of the real stuff. It's been a longtime since a guy has given me a ride.'
Cammy swung her legs off the bed and began to unfasten the straps of the dildo. 'You'd better make sure your folks don't find this. They'd never believe it belongs to your aunt.'
'I know. And they wouldn't want to believe what I've been doing with it!'
When they'd dressed, Janet came downstairs with Cammy and slipped an arm around her waist at the front door.
'Thanks for helping me out. I was in bad shape.'
'I suppose we've committed some awful sin,' Cammy replied, 'but I don't feel so bad about it.'
'Neither do I.'
'You know something's been bothering me.'
'About what we did?'
'No. It's something about that guy I told you about.'
'You didn't tell me much. Except that he has a big prick.'
'His name is Blake.' Cammy gave Janet a warning look. 'Promise you won't breathe a word of this.'
'Okay, so what bothers you about Blake?'
'He doesn't really talk like a teacher. He seemed to know his math and all, but there was something funny about him. He just didn't fit what I expected a bookish math teacher to be like.'
Janet laughed. 'Who cares. He knows how to put it in and pull it out, doesn't he?'
Cammy let her eyes go dreamy. 'Does he ever.'
'Then don't worry about his credentials.'
'Maybe you're right.' But Cammy was still bothered.
By the time Friday afternoon rolled around, Cammy was feeling a slew of contradicting emotions. She knew that her math teacher would be waiting for her at his apartment and she wasn't afraid of seeing him, but she was beginning to wonder about her own motives. Was she a curious adolescent, or a nymphomaniac? Maybe she was both. During classes that day she found herself daydreaming about Blake's big cock, and when Ralph had waved at her in the hall, she'd lured him into the library where she found a quiet spot in the stacks. Then she'd let him rub against her and kiss her until his jeans were so tight he could hardly walk.
During math class, Mr. Anderson had tried hard to act as if nothing out of the ordinary was on his mind, but she caught him looking at her at least three times. They weren't the sort of looks a teacher was supposed to be giving one of his students.
Now she was on her way down the street where Mr. Anderson's apartment was. Her heart pounded and her palms were wet. She wondered if he'd be able to smell her when she got there. She knew her panties were damp and her cunt-lips swollen. Why couldn't she think of anything but sex? Despite her condition she wasn't even sure she was going to let Mr. Anderson touch her. After fucking Blake, her teacher was no longer that exciting.
'Ah, Camilla!' Mr. Anderson said, opening the door. He acted surprised, as if he'd forgotten their appointment. It didn't fool Cammy. She came into the apartment, dropped her books on the dining room table, and looked around.
'You don't have anything to drink, do you?'
'Some water or juice perhaps?'
