“I thought so. Did you know that when you were my
sister’s teacher in college that she had the hots for you
something fierce?”

“No way!” I remember my ex-wife warning me about all
the coeds who would get the hots for me and try to ‘make the
grade’ so to speak. I used to laugh, point at myself, and say,
“Yeah, right. Just look at me, Joe Stud.”

“She did. She used to tell me about it all the time.
The only reasons she didn’t hit on you then were that you were
married at the time and she knew what kind of negative effect
teacher-student relationships can have on faculty members. But
she used to tell me her fantasies, and believe me, she was hot
for you. By the way, if you ever tell her I told you this, I’ll
kill you.”

“It’s the wrong reason for you to be in the class. You
don’t belong in this group anyway – - I checked at the desk and
they put you in this class by mistake – - you should be doing
lower impact aerobics until you work yourself back into some sort
of shape.”

“No, as a matter of fact. After my shower I was just
planning to go home and collapse,” I said, laughing.

She laughed too. “Well, if you could put off
collapsing for a little bit, I was going to suggest a cup of
coffee at Perkins ™.”

“Do you have coffee with all of your overweight and out
of shape students?”

“No, not usually, but something tells me I should have
a cup with you.”

I nearly said no. Since I am telling this story, I can
stop right here and explain that. For those waiting for the
juicy sex scene, wait a little while and I will try to make it
worth it for you to keep reading.

I could tell that the instructor was watching me,
waiting for me to collapse — or perhaps trying to figure out
what I was doing in her class. It wasn’t an advanced aerobics
class, but it was more than what a beginner like me should have
been in. I signed up knowing only that I needed some structured
exercise — no one told me what I was getting into, or, more
probably, I wasn’t paying attention. Now, I was too proud to
admit that I was in a little over my head. Yes, the instructor,
a rather nicely put together brunette who appeared to be about 19
or 20, was definitely looking at me.

In this movie set they screw, he fucks her every hole and then cums in her mouth for her to drink the cum to the last drop

Here we were together in the hotel suite after an evening of din-
ing and dancing. Sally liked Tuborg Gold Tequila and Jan liked
Manhattans. I was all set for both. We sat and had a few drinks,
when Sally asked Jan to join her in a joint. She never had be-
fore, but was willing to try. I had just quit smoking a few years
before, so didn’t dare join them.

Well, it wasn’t long, with pot and whiskey, and three people who
had known each other for a few years, before the atmosphere became
very, very comfortable. I finally suggested turning off the
lights and lying down and they both agreed.

It was pitch dark, and my clothes were off in a flash. Lying
there in the middle of the king size bed, I was growing with an-
ticipation, hearing them both undressing on either side of the
bed. Sally lied down first and I put my arm around her, kissing
her gently. Her skin was so soft, and I had never touched her be-
fore. As I felt the bed move when Jan sat down, I rolled over on
my back, taking her in my other arm. Her breasts were larger, and
her perfume sweet, and she snuggled in closely.

I was in ecstasy, feeling both of them in my arms, and their
thighs against mine. Both of their hands were exploring my chest
and abdomen. Suddenly I realized that I could feel their lips and
bodies, but I could no longer feel their hands. They had reached
across and were exploring each other intimately. I could begin to
feel their hips writhe as their fingers found each others clits
and reached inside.

Then they began kissing my nipples, and running their tongues across my
belly and into my belly button. Their tongues met on the tip of my pe-
nis as they were kissing the shaft on each side at the same time. (Two
tongues on my cock at the same time, and then an alternate seesaw
battle taking turns sucking and engulfing it) And always not being
able to more than guess where their hands were.

Sally climbed on top and I guided Jan to sit down behind her. Jan
reached around and held Sally’s breast with one hand and her pussy with
the other while she pressed her breasts against Sally’s back. She had
me deep inside her and I could feel Jan’s finger occasionally drop down
and squeeze the base of my hard cock. Sally was coming already, and we
squealed with her. She had never had anything like this happen to her
before, and I found out later how many times we would repeat the same
wonderful “trip”.

I moved over to the side of the bed for a short break. Jan wasn’t
ready to rest, though. She began kissing Sally’s breasts, and in no
time, she was getting hot again. I had turned on a bathroom light in
the meantime, and now I could just barely make out the two figures next
to me. Jan began to inch down, constantly licking Jan’s belly with her
tongue and beginning to lick her thighs. Maybe it was the pot or maybe
it was the electricity, but Jan’s knees came apart as Sally lied down
between her legs, and caressed her crotch with her tongue. Jan’s hands
went to her head, and immediately her tongue was inside. She reached
over and held me with one hand while Jan writhed to another climax.

Now it was Jan’s turn. I rolled over on top, and she guided me inside.
She was smooth and warm and very, very active. I pulled out before
long, wanting to prolong the ecstasy. I’m glad Sally was there, be-
cause Jan was very hot. Sally kissed her on the lips, played with her
tongue, and then immediately buried her head in Jan’s lap. Jan’s hips
raised high, and I could tell her tongue was all the way inside. She
came very quietly, altogether different than Sally. But it was obvi-
ously intense. I thought I was going to have to give her resuscitation
for a moment.

They both had another drink and a joint, and now it was time to learn
to do the grinds. We had teased Sally that she never could do the
bumps and grinds, so Jan decided to teach her. With the music on and
the lights up, nothing but laughs could be the result watching those
two beauties teach each other to do a sensuous dance with too much
booze (and without too much success!!)

And then it was my turn. After the lights were turned down, and the
laughs settled down, they both decided that I hadn’t seen nothin’ yet!
They both kissed me all over, one filling my mouth with their tongue
and the other playing deep throat. I liked it when they both kissed my
nipples at the same time, running their hands over my balls and cock.
Finally I rolled on top of Jan. Sally wanted to guide me in, so we
both let herfumble around and finally I was deep inside. Sally
reached around between my legs, caressing my balls and squeezing my
shaft. Jan’s hips moved faster and faster and I was on fire. There
was no turning back now. I could feel Sally’s tongue in my ear as I
screamed and exploded. It was almost more than I could handle.
But..as you can see… somehow I must have survived!!!

Lenya pressed her lips against the soft yellow down of Marte’s pussy.

More like a duckling, she thought, than a little pussy-kitten. It

smelled of new-born life like a freshly hatched duckling.

Lenya loved kissing her little duckling, nuzzling up next to it,

rubbing her nose and lips in it.

“Damn, girl, are you going to eat it or play with it?” Marte asked

impatiently.

That was the problem with loving these hard-body aggressive types.

Lenya loved watching Marte on the rugby field, dominating all her

opponents with ease even though they outweighed her two to one in some

cases. Dancing triumphantly over their fallen vanquished bodies. But

the drive that gave her her commanding will to win seemed to make her

overly goal oriented in other pursuits as well.

Marte wanted her climax now–not later. To be fair, she would lay there

and let Lenya lick her pussy to her heart’s content after she had her

first few orgasms, but for now she wanted immediate relief.

“I thought it might be nice to take our time and enjoy ourselves, you

know, go slow and build up.” Lenya said.

“Think again, Bitch.” Marte was sorry as soon as she said it. She

didn’t mean to hurt Lenya’s feelings. She was just frustrated.

Lenya looked down and started licking. Her tongue lapped at Marte with

a mechanical cadence. Passionless.

“I’m sorry, okay?” Marte said. “I’m still psyched from the win, that’s

all. Take your time if you want. I`m cool.”

Marte lay back and relaxed as Lenya now went down in earnest. Marte

figured she would. Lenya was good to her. Better than she deserved.

Lenya quickly had her Amazon mistress moaning. Marte looked at the

angelic face between her thighs with grateful appreciation. That such

a dainty slip of a girl could go down like a waterfront whore when she

really wanted to, to please her woman, to please Marte, gave Marte

such a rush that she suddenly let loose a gushing climax.

“Ooh, thank you, my little Dynamo. I love you.” Marte said, petting

Lenya’s hair. Then stroking her cheek and lifting her chin to get a

better look at her submissive angel.

“I’m an ogre, aren’t I?” Marte said. “All my teammates are jealous of

me. Having you to come home to and eat me. They’ll be lucky to get

licked at all much less by an angel.”

Lenya just smiled and put her face to her little friend, her little

duckling.

Lenya brought Marte to orgasm a few more times and Marte fell asleep

contented.

Lenya nestled herself against the sweet softness of Marte’s crotch

like she was a duckling snuggling in the nest.

Marte briefly opened her eyes and smiled sleepily at Lenya placing her

hand on Lenya’s head.

Before she drifted off to sleep again Lenya asked, “Am I your little

duckling, Marte?”

“Yes, sweet thing, you are my little duckling.”

Together they fell asleep.