Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 64

On Tuesday Senior English was the last class before lunch. Sara Valentine was slightly more composed than she’d been the day before, but anyone who was paying attention – as Kat certainly was – noticed that she spent the entire class sitting behind her desk. This was uncharacteristic for Ms. Valentine, who liked to stand up and wander around the classroom as she engaged in discussions with the students.

Kat smiled to herself because she knew exactly what was going on. Before leaving Sara’s house the night before, Kat had gone through her closet and found the shortest skirt in it, a black tube skirt that Sara had bought in a moment of boldness but never actually worn in public. Tossing it onto the bed, Kat had told the teacher, “Wear this to school tomorrow.” Turning to go, she had added, “No panties.”

After telling herself all night and over breakfast that she would do no such thing, Sara was surprised to find herself dressing as instructed. She wore a very conservative high-necked top as if that would somehow compensate and went to school extra-early, hoping that no one would see her. Fortunately she had made it to the classroom without running into anyone except a cleaning lady, who seemed preoccupied.

All morning she had remained seated behind her desk, feeling nervous lest she for some reason be required to stand up. She prayed there would not be a fire drill, today of all days.

When the bell rang the class filed out, except for Kat and Kelly (Lexi, as a transfer student, was in a different English class). After making sure that the door was closed, they approached Sara’s desk. Kat motioned for the teacher to stand. “Let’s see.”

Her face reddening, Sara stood. Seeing the skirt, Kat nodded and said “Good girl.” She reached one hand under the skirt to confirm that Sara was naked underneath, sliding it through the teacher’s fur and briefly cupping her pussy. Then she straightened out the skirt and turned to go. “Wait for us here after school,” she told Sara. “Practice will be short today.”

With that she and Kelly went to lunch, leaving Sara with a dilemma: she was hungry and needed to pee. Fortunately she had some granola bars and peanuts in her desk. After eating she poked her head out into the hallway and seeing no one around, she quickly scurried to the ladies’ room, which fortunately was close by. Adriana happened to be in there applying lipstick in the mirror. Sara got in and out quickly, but Ana did not fail to notice her unusual attire.

Back in the classroom Sara breathed a sigh of relief. She was distracted all afternoon but made it through. As the final bell approached she felt both excited and apprehensive, and when the class left she sat alone at her desk, trying to grade papers but not making much progress. Finally about an hour later the door opened and in came Kat, Kelly, Lexi, and Ana.

Kat closed the door behind them. She knew that it didn’t lock, and also was aware that something had to be done about the medium-sized window in the door, which faced the hallway and would make it all too easy for someone to look in. She had a plan, though: They would take turns standing next to the door, covering the window and providing a physical barrier that would keep anyone from walking in on them, or at least slow down any interloper long enough to buy some time.

She and Kelly had already discussed this, and Kelly had agreed to stand guard first. She leaned against the door facing into the room as Kat, Ana, and Lexi approached Sara Valentine.

The teacher’s heart was thudding loudly in her chest. She had a feeling that what was about to happen here would be very risky. Opposite the door the classroom had three big windows that looked out on an open field. The blinds were closed, and the field was in a remote corner of the school that was rarely visited; still, Sara felt exposed and vulnerable. Although she would have had a hard time admitting it, Kelly felt nervous too. She wondered if Kat was starting to take things too far again, exposing them all to unnecessary risks. But at the same time her pussy was throbbing and she wouldn’t have missed this for anything.

Standing next to the desk, Kat motioned for Sara to stand. When she did, Kat quickly spun her and bent her forward over the desk. Lifting the teacher’s skirt, Kat forced a hand roughly between her thighs. “Nice and wet,” noted Kat, “just as I expected.”

Spreading Sara’s legs wide, Kat continued to rub and finger her as she writhed on the surface of the desk. Kat was very much enjoying demonstrating to the other girls the depth of the teacher’s submission. She took her juice-slick hand and jammed it into Sara’s mouth; Sara obediently sucked and licked it, hardly believing that this ripe nectar could have come out of her.

Now Kat pulled off Sara’s top and bra and spun her again so she was on her back on the surface of the desk. Sara lay wide-eyed looking up at the cheerleaders, wondering what they were going to do to her. Whatever it was, she was powerless at this point to prevent it; she was in the grip of a force she couldn’t resist.


Monday, September 3, 2012

Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 63

Monday was an awkward day at school for Sara Valentine. Her first class that morning was Senior English, and remembering what had gone on between Kat, Kelly Ann, and herself the previous night, she had a hard time concentrating. For the most part she studiously avoided both girls’ eyes but every so often she’d catch a glimpse of one or the other and immediately blush, or feel a distracting tickle between her legs, or both.

Then at lunch she turned the corner into the cafeteria and there was Kat, staring right at her, biting into a peach. A look passed between them that made Sara feel weak in the knees; she stumbled and very nearly fell over. Sitting next to Kat was her fellow cheerleader Lexi, and seeing the embarrassed look on the teacher’s face, Kat leaned over and whispered something in Lexi’s ear. Sara recovered and turned toward the counter only to almost bump into Kelly, who was returning with a tray full of food. Kelly favored her with a huge smile and subtly but unmistakably ran her tongue across her upper lip.

Sara bought herself a salad and immediately retreated to her classroom, where she closed the door behind her, then sat down and picked at her food with a swirl of thoughts running through her mind. Had that really been her last night, offering herself shamelessly, eating pussy like some rampaging lesbian slut? She wondered what would happen next...she half-expected Kat and Kelly to appear here and now, strip her naked, and have their way with her right in the classroom. She was kind of disappointed as the hour wore on and nothing happened...she let her mind wander and got a mental picture of herself sprawled across the desk as Kelly licked her and Kat sat on her face. She was on the point of sliding one hand down her pants when the bell rang and students began filing in for the next class.

When school ended Sara packed her things and went home as quickly as possible. She lived close to the school so before long she was safely in her living room. She kicked off her shoes and stretched out on the couch, staring at the ceiling and trying to settle down her scattered brain. She had been doing that for 90 minutes or more when she was startled out of her reverie by a sound at the front door.

Sara hadn’t locked it behind her, so she’d only just stood up when the knob turned and it opened. In walked Kat, followed by Lexi. They’d come straight from practice and were in their cheerleader uniforms, both still a little sweaty.

Kat grinned at Sara. “Hi, teach,” she said, closing the door with a flourish. “You know Lexi, right?”

Sara nodded.

“We’d like to hang out here for awhile. Maybe you could get us something to eat? And some lemonade or something, practice was tough today.” Sara found herself reflexively obeying; she had turned toward the kitchen and taken a step when Kat stopped her, looking her up and down. “Clothes off, please.”

Sara hesitated for just a moment. This was really not a good idea...she should stop this now while she still could...but the steely look in Kat’s eyes melted her resistance. Sara stripped off her blouse and pants and laid them on the couch. Kat gestured impatiently. “Everything.”

Moments later Sara stood naked before the two cheerleaders, nervously avoiding Lexi’s gaze but somehow unable to escape it. Lexi’s eyes glittered mischievously as she took in the sight of the teacher’s lovely curves and large nipples. “OK, go ahead,” ordered Kat, and Sara flushed bright red as she again turned and made her way to the kitchen.

She poured two glasses of lemonade and got together some bread, cheese, and fruit. When she returned to the living room Kat was laying back on the couch, skirt lifted and panties off, with Lexi’s head buried between her legs. Kat gestured for Sara to put everything down on the coffee table, then pointed toward the corner. Hardly believing what she was doing, Sara walked to the indicated spot and stood watching as Lexi licked and gently bit Kat’s inner thigh. Resting one hand on Lexi’s head, Kat motioned downward with the other and Sara obediently sank to her knees.

Kat casually sipped her lemonade and snacked on the food Sara had brought as Lexi continued to snack on her pussy. A couple times Kat lifted Lexi’s head, fed her a grape or two, then pushed her back down to continue.

Sara could feel the juices trickling down her thighs and it took every ounce of her self-control to stay where she was...but somehow no other action was possible just now. Lexi penetrated Kat with an index finger and started licking eagerly at her clit until Kat began to shake and let out a long, slow moan that took a full minute to rise, peak, and then subside.

Raising her head from between Kat’s legs, Lexi reached for her lemonade and drained it in one gulp. Then she and Kat shared a deep, open-mouthed kiss and Kat whispered in Lexi’s ear, drawing a giggle. Lexi stood and very deliberately peeled off her top, then her bra, then her skirt, then her panties, which she flung away in Sara’s general direction. Sitting down next to Kat, Lexi spread her legs wide, and Sara could do nothing but stare at her juicy, glistening slit. Lexi used both hands to spread her labia, revealing the moist pink gateway inside.

At this point Sara was literally breathless, her mouth hanging open. Just when she didn’t think she could take a second more Kat gestured for her to approach. Sara crawled over on her hands and knees until she was poised between Lexi’s legs. She took a deep breath, drinking in the ripe scent of Lexi’s arousal, her eyes glazing over; then Kat nodded and Sara dove in.

Instantly Lexi began the loud howling that she was notorious for and dug her nails into Sara’s shoulder blades. Distracted by the noise and the task at hand, Sara took no notice of Kat opening up the gym bag she had brought with her, and was taken completely by surprise when the tip of the strap-on pushed between her pussy lips.

Sara braced her hips to meet Kat’s thrust, and soon she was completely impaled. Now it was her turn to moan like a wounded animal. She tossed her head back and briefly met Kat’s eyes. Entranced by their calm liquid blueness, Sara drunk in their beauty for as long as she could before Kat pushed her head back between Lexi’s legs.