CHAPTER 2
Vel showed up at Doctor Fredrickson’s office right at 9:00. She dressed very conservatively, underwear and all, the way she still dressed whenever outside the house. Caelist greeted her, and told her that the receptionist was sick. Vel thought everything was normal, as she had no way of knowing that there were no patients in other rooms. Dr. Fredrickson passed by the waiting room and said hello, which also assured Vel that the situation wasn’t unusual.
Caelist led her into the same room Shawn had been examined in, and had her sit on the examination table where Vel had stared at Shawn’s penis so intently weeks previously. Vel’s mind boggled as she recalled what happened then, and how much had changed since.
Caelist looked at her medical chart intently. “I see here that we have a request from a psychiatrist in Los Angeles that we check to see if your sexual reactions are normal. How highly unusual. Apparently there is some concern that you may be becoming a nymphomaniac. Is that true?”
Vel closed her eyes and recalled the fashion show the night before. She shamefacedly whispered, “Yes.” Having to dress up in “normal” clothing and leave the house had put her in a bit of a prudish mood.
“Could this be related to the medical treatment of your son? His need for stimulation six times a day?”
Vel grew a bit peeved. “You know it is! Don’t blame me, you of all people. This crazy scheme was all your idea!”
“Now, now, don’t worry,” Caelist soothed. “We’re not here to pass any judgments. Anyway, can you honestly tell me that if you had to do it all over, you wouldn’t have agreed to the treatment regimen, just the same? Honestly?” Even as Caelist said this, she took her stethoscope out and began probing Vel’s body with it through her clothes, as if she could test truthfulness with it.
Vel was silent, but under Caelist’s withering stare and probing, she finally and meekly answered, “Yes. Yes, I would gladly do it all over again. You know that already.”
Caelist was reassuring. “Like I said, no judgments here. To be honest, if I were in your shoes, I think I’d do the same. That Shawn is such a hunk, and he sure knows how to please a woman. Now let’s get started on your examination. Please unbutton your blouse and remove your dress and underwear.”
Vel did so, without thinking. Taking off her clothes now came to her easily, especially when she was ordered to do so. In fact it was a great relief to shed what she felt was the unnecessarily heavy and constraining clothing that she wore in the outside world. The only reason she wore such unrevealing clothes was because Shawn was the only man she allowed to see her looking sexy.
Vel’s mood changed as she shed her clothes. When she’d first started coming to see Caelist with Shawn, she was extremely flustered to have to take any clothes off in what she considered a semipublic place. But now her prudish ways literally came off along with her clothing and the idea of being naked away from home greatly excited her.
But Vel was nonetheless nervous at how far things would go. She knew the “testing for nymphomania” purpose meant the appointment would get sexual, and she expected that. But she was shy to do any more than grope and kiss with another female. She asked while undressing, “Nurse, what will this examination entail, exactly?”
“We are going to subject you to an exam called the Tompkins Burnstein Battery. You are subjected to a series of stimulations and give a response from one to ten on how stimulated you feel. One is no stimulation, and ten is the greatest sexual stimulation you’ve ever felt. Try to think back on an event that would rate a ten right now to get a sense of the scale. Then we’ll compare your responses to the national average.” Caelist was more or less making this up as she went along, including the name of the test. She knew Vel was normally smart, at least when not in her now typical senselessly horny state, but also extremely naive and gullible on sexual matters. This no doubt was a lingering effect of the extreme prudishness Vel had exhibited most of her life. Years of conditioning couldn’t be completely eradicated in a matter of weeks.
Vel fretted. “Caelist, am I going to have to do … naughty things … as part of this test? Is this completely proper?” Vel more or less knew an honest answer would be yes to the first and no to the second, but nonetheless felt obliged to ask the questions. As she asked this, Caelist aggressively probed Vel’s bare tits with the stethoscope. Caelist was impatient to replace the implement with her own hands, but realized she still needed a thin veneer of decorum while warming Vel up.
“Of course it is!” Caelist said with pretend indignation. “You know there has been a lot of research into sexuality, so this test derives from that. It’s admittedly unusual to perform such a test in a general practitioner’s office, but the case of you and your son is a very unusual one to begin with. Now, let’s hurry this up, as we have other patients waiting. First, I want you to run your hands over your skin as you think of your most intense, sexual experience you’ve ever had. Don’t touch yourself down below.” Caelist finally withdrew the stethoscope, after pressing it hard against a nipple.
Vel closed her eyes, and at first seemed to only move her hands a little bit, as if doing the bare minimum to obey Caelist’s request. But soon Vel began roaming her hands all over her legs and chest. Since Caelist hadn’t prohibited the touching of her sensitive nipples, she concentrated on them, and that drove her wild. Within a minute or two, she was deeply into it, kicking her feet out of the stirrups and thrashing her legs around in the air. Caelist knew the mother was hot to trot, but her eagerness surprised even the nurse.
“What are you thinking about?” the nurse asked. “Explain in detail what you’re thinking out loud.”
“I dunno. There’s not just one most intense experience. There are so many. I have to confess, all of them involve … Shawn. I’m thinking for instance right now about the very first Tuesday, when I stimulated him for the first time. I gave him so many handjobs and blowjobs that day. It’s like it was one big happy blur of sucking and stroking! Mmm…. Sucking Shawn’s little friend… Shawn Junior… It makes me so hot! Oh, I can’t help it, nurse! I’m so bad! Can I just touch myself down there, just a little?”
“Okay, Vel, that’s enough of that. Please stop.” Vel reluctantly stopped her hands, but she still panted and her chest heaved. The sight of a gorgeous woman so easily aroused made Caelist extremely horny as well. She was confident Vel would be helping her out directly soon enough, but she had to go ahead with the “test” in any case. Dr. Fredrickson wanted to see certain things happen (literally, as he watched it all on a video screen in the next room), and this was a good way to make sure they would.
The nurse continued authoritatively, “All right. Very good. Now tell me, on a one to ten scale, how would you rate that experience?”
“Let’s see. About a two. Maybe a three.”
“That’s it?!?” Caelist said in exasperation. “Are you sure you understand the scale I’ve given you?”
“Yes, but I’ve had so very many extremely erotic experiences lately. I’m practically that horny all the time, just as a baseline. You can see why I’ve been seeking psychiatric help. If I’m shopping at a grocery store and see something long and hard like a loaf of French bread, it makes me think of Shawn’s penis, and then I get all tingly and can barely control myself! It’s a big problem, and it’s just getting worse all the time. Frankly, just about everything makes me think of Shawn and his penis. I’m always sucking on things. Lollipops, bananas, ice cream bars. At least it increases my stamina so I can suck him for hours. But it gets me so excited. Sometimes I have to go to a restroom and bring myself off, ‘cos I can’t hold out until I get back home.”
“I see.” Caelist still had the clipboard with Vel’s medical chart in her hand, and pretended to make extensive notes. “Let’s move on to the second test. This time, stimulate yourself anywhere while you think of another erotic memory.”
Almost as soon as Caelist said “stimulate yourself anywhere,” Vel’s hands flew to her pussy, and she began frigging herself. Her other hand worked on her clit.
“What are you thinking of this time?”
“Just the other day, Shawn needed help getting hard, so he had me kiss my daughter Joanna, to help him with visual stimulation. It was weird at first, but then I got into it, kissing my own daughter! Then we did it again two days later, and she put her fingers in my cunt as we kissed, just like I’m doing now. But then she wouldn’t let me suck his cock, ‘cos she sucked it instead. Aren’t I bad? I’m so bad! But it’s so good. Mmm… Yes!”
“Okay, you can stop now,” Caelist said. She was expecting these tests to take longer, but Vel was getting off extremely quickly. The mother already was leaking cum after only a minute or so of touching her pussy.
Vel asked plaintively, “Caelist, is there something wrong with me, letting my daughter kiss me like that? With Shawn, it’s a medical need, but with her…”
“Don’t worry, it’s perfectly normal,” Caelist said reassuringly. “Most women have lesbian experiences at one time or another, and those who don’t probably would love it if they just let themselves go. New studies suggest all women are naturally bisexual.”
Caelist was making this up too, but it was just what Vel wanted to hear. “Really? Oh, that makes me feel so much better!” Vel failed to think about or mention the additional problem of incest. “That’s good to hear, because we’ve been kissing each other so much lately. In fact, I’ve been kissing everybody. You should have seen what I did last night at the fashion show.”
Caelist could only imagine what a fashion show at the Chen house would be like. Her pussy twitched reflexively but she maintained an outward professional calm. “Yes. Furthermore, your getting into other women will greatly help arouse Shawn, and that’s the whole point. His medical recovery and all that.”
Vel’s eyes lit up. “You’re so right! I keep telling myself that. I must OBEY my son in every way, even if it means I have to muff dive every single day!”
Caelist found herself increasingly aroused, both by visions of Vel muff diving and by the woman’s extreme subservience to her son. She coughed to help clear her head. “Moving on, how would you rate that on a one to ten scale?”
“About a four. I can’t imagine getting much above that without Shawn being involved.”
“Interesting,” Caelist said plainly as if she was bored, though she was anything but. “Now for this next test, we’re going to rate outside stimulation. I’m going to test the sensitivity of your breasts. Are you ready for that?”
“I suppose,” Vel said doubtfully. Again she wondered about how far this would go and what Caelist’s motivations were.
“Now lie back.” Caelist adjusted the examination chair and then put her hands on Vel’s breasts. She explored the big tits for a minute or two, and then asked, “Have you been conducting regular breast exams like I showed you how to do?”
Vel blushed again, as that brought back fond memories. “Umm, not too many, per se. But lately, I uh, have been masturbating so much, that I think I’m very familiar with my breasts and would know right away if there was anything unusual about them. In fact, I fondle them daily. A lot. And if I don’t, Shawn or someone else does.”
“Very good. That’s healthy. Have you conducted an oral exam of your nipples, like this?” Caelist knelt down and began sucking on those very nipples. Caelist had had a few lesbian experiences in her lifetime, but she’d never gotten her mouth on such massive mounds. She felt even her own head was small compared to Vel’s twin peaks.
For a minute or so Vel was lost in pleasure, but she finally roused herself to answer the question after Caelist made a noise indicating she was still waiting for an answer. “Oh! Uh, what? No! I didn’t even know I could do that. Do you mean to suggest I should suck on my own nipples?”
Caelist stopped sucking long enough to ask, “Of course. It’s very healthy. You should make it a regular part of your masturbation sessions. By the way, right now you should stop stroking yourself down there. You’ll corrupt the data.”
“Oh. Sorry.” Vel tried to keep her hands still while Caelist sucked, poked, and twisted at her nipples. The tortured mother put her hands high in the air as if that could help hold back her feelings, but it was no use. She soon began shuddering in an intense orgasm. Caelist did things to her tits that no other woman had yet done there, mostly due to the aggressiveness of Caelist’s sucking and twisting.
Vel got so excited that she had to yell, “Stop! Please stop!”
Caelist stopped, mostly. She left one finger tracing circles around the nipple she hadn’t been sucking. “What is it?”
“Well, it’s just that my tits are so sensitive. When I think about all the things that must be wrong with me, I think about that one too. Nurse, you’re a medical professional. Do you think it’s possible for a pair of tits to control a woman?”
“What do you mean?” Caelist was slightly cruel, as she began to lightly pull on both of Vel’s tits.
“I mean, my tits are so sensitive that I think they control my brain, instead of the other way around. Sometimes I think I’m just a pair of tits, and the rest of me is just a necessary support network. I mean, now that I don’t wear clothes most of the time, UGH! Oh God. Keep doing that! … Uh, anyway, now that my tits are almost always bared, when I wear a blouse I feel it rub against my nipples and it makes so aroused that I can’t even think! I just want Shawn to throw me down on the ground and fuck me silly!” She paused, realizing that it might be unseemly to be so horny for her son. “Um, I mean, it gets me very aroused. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to wear clothing over my chest any more.”
Caelist chuckled. “I can see that. But don’t worry about it. Consider yourself blessed. You’ll give so many so much pleasure, and you yourself are nearly drowning in constant erotic joy. Everybody loves you best naked. So what’s to worry?”
Vel grumbled, “I suppose. But my brain isn’t happy about the tit takeover…. AAARGH!” Caelist was sucking again.
Caelist pulled back after she detected an orgasm come and go, then asked, “How was that on the scale?”
“Mmm, maybe a five. But it was a good five.”
Caelist was a bit chagrined that her ministrations rated so low, but she went to the chart and pretended to mark it. She thought to herself, A mere five? When I got her off? Unbelievable. Now the fun really begins. I can’t wait to see what an eight or nine does to this woman.
CHAPTER 3
Caelist told Vel, “Okay, now I’m going to do the same, but I’ll stimulate your vaginal region instead.” Before Vel could register a response to that, Caelist bent down and put her tongue straight on Vel’s nether lips. No woman had ever gone down on her before.
“Oh my! Well I’ll be!” Vel had no words to express her feelings as Caelist launched a triple attack. The nurse pulled at Vel’s clit with one hand, stuck her tongue into her pussy, and probed up her anus with her other hand. It was a good thing Vel’s feet were spread wide in stirrups, or her legs would have gone flying all over and possibly knocked into Caelist. They kept on like this for many minutes, until finally Vel began loudly moaning and even screaming.
“Oh yes yes YES! That’s so good!” Vel began orgasming again. Caelist pulled away after she climaxed. Her entire nose and chin area was soaked in Vel’s juices.
“How was that?” the nurse asked. She tried to wipe her face off by sucking her wet hands into her mouth, but she didn’t get it all. She was pleased with Vel’s taste.
“It was great! I love it! Please don’t stop!”
“I mean on a one to ten scale.”
“Oh. A six. Definitely a six!” Vel had put her own hands into her pussy and was still triggering more orgasms for herself. Caelist was beginning to get jealous at just how much sexual pleasure her patient must be getting, if this was still only a six.
Caelist stood by and waited for Vel to calm down, but if anything, the mother was only getting more excited. It seemed that now Vel had started, she could just keep orgasming the rest of the day on thoughts of previous experiences alone.
Caelist again made marks on her chart. “Okay, for the next test, I want to see how the act of merely stimulating someone else makes you feel. I want you to stimulate me in the same way I’ve been stimulating you.”
“I dunno,” Vel said, but she was only going through the motions of being reluctant. She was ready to do just about anything by now. “But I suppose it’s only fair to return the favor…” she said as if convincing herself.
Caelist unbuttoned her lab coat and presented her naked chest to Vel, who still sat in the examination chair. Vel began running her hands over the nurse’s tits. Caelist’s tits were unimpressive compared to the giant orbs of Cheese, Hui Shan, and Joanna that Vel was more used to groping, not to mention gravity-defying Angela’s tits that she’d thoroughly explored the night before, but they still were a good handful. Vel eventually put her mouth on a nipple, but she seemed very awkward and uncertain on what to do next.
“That’s good,” Caelist said encouragingly. “If it helps at all, imagine that I’m Joanna.”
Caelist definitely said the magic words. Vel went at Caelist with a new vigor. “Oh yes, Angel, I’m sucking you! I’m so sorry, but I just can’t help myself. I’m just too naughty.”
Caelist had never met Joanna, but pretended to be a daughter anyway. “That’s okay, Mommy. I like it when you touch me there. When you suck me… with your mouth.”
“Yes! Mommy likes it too! She really does. Mmm… YES!” Vel increased her enthusiasm even more, and Caelist felt as if her tits were going to be vacuumed right off her body by such a hungry mouth. Meanwhile, Vel still had her blouse on her sleeves, and finally shucked it off so she could be completely naked. It gave her a shiver to know that she was now buck naked inside a doctor’s office.
Caelist did her best to get the rest of her clothes off while she submitted to Vel’s oral assault. But Caelist was having a hard time getting naked, so she called a temporary halt to the proceedings. “Just a minute, there, Vel. Stop and tell me how that rates.”
“Oh, I don’t know. A five.”
“A five? You don’t like me, Mommy?”
“Okay, a six, if only because you’re calling me mommy.” The word “mommy” really excited Vel, and she was frustrated Shawn still hadn’t picked up on her not so subtle hints to use it. “Are my relations with my children improper? They must be.”
“I’ll answer that question after you lick my pussy,” Caelist said, now that she was totally naked. “Mommy, can you get down on your knees, and lick me in my special place?”
Vel got on her knees, but seemed a bit hesitant at the new experience too. As if stalling for time, she asked, “What’s the magic word, Angel?”
“Please? Could you lick my cunt, please? Shawn isn’t licking it nearly enough these days.”
Again Caelist said the real magic words, though it didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that bringing Shawn into the fantasy would help get Vel more aroused. Vel again attacked Caelist like a woman possessed. She boldly placed her tongue onto Caelist and began exploring her nether regions with her hands and mouth. Vel didn’t really need any encouragement, but Caelist would periodically say things like, “Right there! That feels nearly as good as when Shawn fucks me!”
Vel paused in her licking only long enough to shout, ‘No, Shawn, don’t fuck your sister! I’ll sacrifice my body instead!"
Soon both women were shuddering and shivering with intense orgasms. Caelist had set up a bed, and fell back onto it. Vel followed her on top, and the two of them spent more minutes kissing, sucking, fingering, and generally getting it on. But before Vel could really get satisfied, Caelist again called a halt.
“What now?” Vel asked breathlessly, irritated at stopping. She was completely revved up now. “That was a seven. Let’s go to the next test already.”
“A seven? What does it take to even get an eight out of you?” Caelist asked.
“You have no idea what an honor a seven is, given that Shawn isn’t here. So what’s next?” Vel tried to wipe some of Caelist’s cum off of her face.
“Speaking of men, our next tests involve your reactions to a penis.”
“Wait a minute!” Despite her wantonness, Vel was suddenly very wary. “Does this involve a real penis that isn’t Shawn’s?”
Caelist hated saying what she was about to say, but felt forced to do it. “As a matter of fact, it does, if that’s okay with you. This is a very important test. We have someone willing to help…”
“Hold on!” Vel interrupted. “NO WAY. Period. I don’t care what the medical justification is. NO way will I let even another man see me like this, much less touch me! NO. I’m leaving!” Vel immediately bounced up from the floor and began frantically searching for her clothes.
Caelist was taken aback. She thought the woman would agree to anything sexual by this point. “All right. Don’t worry. It was just an idea. I think we have enough data in any case to make a determination of your sexuality, so just relax.”
Vel slowed down in putting on her clothes, but she was still clearly spooked. The sexual mood had been completely broken by the mention of a man. The man Caelist had in mind was Dr. Fredrickson, and he was in a nearby room eagerly watching the proceedings and waiting for his chance to come in and join the fun. But luck was not with him that day.
Caelist felt bad, and was truly apologetic. Dr. Fredrickson had forced her to make that suggestion and she was relieved Vel turned the idea down. She thought, I KNEW this wasn’t what Vel would want! “I’m so sorry. I didn’t realize…”
“No, you did not!” Vel cut in. She paced around the room. “You don’t realize how special my Tiger is, how unique he is. You clearly don’t understand anything at all! You’ve been fucked by him, so you should know. How can you even THINK about fucking another man, after that? What’s wrong with you?!?”
Caelist indeed tremendously enjoyed fucking Shawn, but she hardly saw it as reason to give up on all other men, forever. Sex with Shawn didn’t have anywhere near the same emotional depth for her. In her opinion, Shawn was admittedly a very excellent lover, but still a teenager who had lucked into an incredible situation. But she said, to calm Vel, “Sorry. You’re so right. I don’t know what came over me. I was thinking that since it was required for the medical test… But that’s no excuse.”
“Damn right it’s not!” Vel said hotly. But she sat back down.
After Caelist made some small talk and soothingly stroked Vel’s ass to put her patient more at ease, she looked at her notes and declared herself ready to make a verdict. “Vel, clearly you are a woman with a high sex drive. But the fact that you’re so adamant about not being with a man other than Shawn shows that you are still in control, and not a nymphomaniac in need of treatment. Nymphomaniacs don’t have the self-control to discriminate. My suggestion is that you have sex frequently, and enjoy yourself. You’re not ill, you’re just someone who needs a lot of sexual satisfaction. Masturbate too, to your heart’s content.”
Vel stared off into space, fantasizing Shawn fucking her. “Really? Hunh. But what about my unnatural feelings towards my children?”
“That’s something for your psychiatrist to sort out. That’s not my department.”
“But don’t you think it’s wrong?”
“Speaking as a professional nurse, there’s nothing medically wrong with it, as long as you don’t have children with your children. And your records indicate you’re infertile anyway, so that’s not an issue. So if your psychiatrist thinks it’s okay, it must be okay. I say fuck Shawn to your heart’s content.”
“I don’t know… It just seems so…” Vel seemed lost in thought. But then she said more enthusiastically, “Anyway, thanks for the Tompkins whatever test. I found that very, uh, educational.”
“My pleasure. Especially the second part. Too bad this was the first and probably last time I’ll be able to do that as part of my nursing duties. You know, we could still continue the rest of the test with a dildo…” Caelist put her lab coat and stethoscope back on, less to dress than to look sexy to help convince Vel to stay.
“Thanks, but really, I should be going. I’m sure you have other patients with more important problems than mine.” Vel remained somewhat spooked and afraid a man might still somehow enter the picture, so she didn’t want to get too excited where she might lose control.
“Yes, but none with problems as fun as yours. I’ll have to hold out until Shawn’s next appointment on Friday.” Caelist smiled a very devious smile thinking of all the ways Shawn would doubtlessly fuck her then.
“You take it easy on him, okay?” Vel said, smiling.
“I will,” Caelist smiled back, playfully running her tongue outside her mouth, as if licking her chops at the thought of sucking Shawn’s penis. Far from being perturbed at that, Vel imitated the licking with her own mouth for Caelist.
The appointment eventually wrapped up, but the tongue licking motions led to a discussion of giving Shawn blowjobs. Vel enthusiastically explained some of the techniques she’d been using that Shawn particularly liked, and Caelist offered some tips in return. Caelist was struck by how much this woman had changed in less than two months since their first appointment. She noticed that the puddle on the plastic seating beneath Vel’s thighs slowly grew just by them talking about blowjobs.
At one point, Vel opined, “You know, I’m still thinking about what you said earlier. That all women are naturally bisexual.”
“I don’t know about that,” Caelist butted in, since she was just making it up.
“No. You’re right. It makes so much sense. It’s only natural, so that women will better enjoy threesomes, foursomes, and more with Shawn. A virile man like him needs a large harem of nymphomaniacs to keep him satisfied. His women need each other to help pass the time when he’s fucking someone else and to help provide him visual entertainment.”
Caelist’s mind boggled. This woman is amazing. It’s like her brain is damaged or something. How could she be that into one guy, that she’d welcome sharing him like that? That must be the power of incest fiddling with her reasoning.
Vel eventually got up and put her hand on the door to go. But Caelist had heard Vel talk earlier about how she’d been “greeting” everyone with a French kiss, and used that to her advantage. “Just a minute, Vel. I don’t believe you’ve given me a proper good-bye kiss.”
Vel was puzzled, but then figured out what Caelist meant. “So sorry. My mistake.” Smiling a happy smile, she went back to Caelist, and their lips locked for many minutes.
After Vel left, Caelist looked towards one section of the wall and pointedly shrugged her shoulders, as if to say, “Sorry, but I tried.”
Doctor Fredrickson was frustrated. He was on the other side of the wall. He’d watched and heard the whole thing on video, with his pants at his knees. He’d been so certain that he’d soon be fucking Vel that he’d generally gone easy on masturbating. And now it was all over. He made a mental note to force Caelist to have Vel back, as soon as possible. And this time, if he wasn’t going to get in on the action directly, he was going to make completely sure that it would be recorded for posterity. Maybe with blackmail material, she’d have no choice but to give in to his desires. If she still resisted, he could at least make a ton of money selling the video, but he didn’t want revenge, he wanted her. He wanted her bad.
CHAPTER 4
Vel wasn’t lying about being horny nearly all the time lately. Far from being sexually satiated by the appointment with Caelist, all the talk at the end about sucking Shawn off only left her extremely ready for action.
Cheese came over to the Chen house minutes after Vel got back home, and Cheese continued to break down Vel’s resistance to lesbian lovemaking while Shawn and Joanna were in school. Once again they “practiced” French kissing at every opportunity.
First they had to do their daily exercises. Cheese kept the conversation focused on nonsexual things during their exercising, saving the sexual for when they began nude sunbathing. Vel told her all about Shawn’s acute homework problem.
Despite the emphasis on the nonsexual, Vel couldn’t keep her clothes on for long. Not long after they started their workout, Vel said, “I’m getting so hot and sweaty. Do you mind if I just, kind of, get more comfortable?”
Cheese too found herself getting “more comfortable.” The truth was, lately she enjoyed being naked nearly as much as Vel did. She answered Vel’s question by dramatically unbaring her breasts, quickly opening up the front of her leotard right in front Vel. This caused her friend’s eyes to widen, and Vel quickly got out of her clothes as well. Cheese thought to herself, This is so strange. I mean, my skin-tight pink leotard was nearly completely see-through in the first place, so why does taking it all off make me feel so tingly and giddy? Am I getting socially conditioned without even knowing it? But she easily pushed such worries away and just reveled in the feeling of running her hands up and down her silky smooth skin.
The only problem exercising naked was the way their boobs bounced around. Cheese suggested that next time they wear their “training bras” - the wire frames they wore at night to keep their boobs from sagging over time - and Vel readily agreed. Cheese hoped to keep Vel naked as much as possible from now on and was pleased at how easy that goal appeared to be.
Cheese found herself imagining Vel as the Chen house slut, lying nude in bed all day, getting fucked by one visitor after another. In her vision, all of Vel’s visitors were female, except Shawn. Cheese was rather surprised to realize that even in her fantasies now, Shawn was the only male to appear. Cheese let the vision fade, as it seemed a mean thing to wish on her best friend.
Laying nude on lawn chairs in the back yard, Cheese finally allowed Vel to explain the medical appointment with Caelist in arousing detail. Cheese was pleased at every development. She’d been waiting a long time, and now she was sure that the time was right to have no holds barred sex with Vel. She was surprised that Vel hadn’t really done anything new beyond eating Caelist’s pussy and get eaten in return. Cheese was glad that she would be the first one to teach Vel about dildos. That had been put off an extremely long time, and the time to fix it was now.
When Vel got near to the end of her Caelist story and talked about Caelist’s offer to continue with a dildo instead of a penis, Cheese interjected, “You know, Vel, there’s been a lot of talk about dildos lately, but I can’t believe you still don’t use one. Why is that?”
“Well… The other things I’ve been doing have been entirely to help Shawn get stimulated. But to just pleasure myself in private - that would be completely unseemly and not very ladylike.”
Cheese had a hard time keeping a straight face. She could have pointed out any number of inconsistencies in Vel’s overall logic, and the doubtless countless times that Vel had masturbated in private lately, but figured that would be counterproductive. Instead, she suggested, “Vel, you want to have uninhibited sex with your son, right?”
Vel blushed, and stammered, “Uh, not exactly… What I mean to say is…”
Cheese chastised her. “Oh come on! Quit pretending you don’t want it. You’re talking to your best friend here. Are you ready for his huge boner to fill you?”
Vel closed her eyes, because she was too embarrassed to look at her friend. “I am. Actually, I was thinking about doing it this afternoon. But with his homework load, it wouldn’t really be fair…”
“Good for you! Congratulations on making that emotional breakthrough and openly admitting your need. But you’re right. It wouldn’t be fair to Shawn to do it today. The most important thing is seeing him have a bright future and getting into a good school. If the two of you fuck, that’ll throw his concentration off for days. But still, you have this need. It’s so close…”
“YES!” Vel sat up and dared to look Cheese in the eye. “What about my desires? I’m dying!”
Cheese smiled a knowing smile. While she was happy for her best friend to fuck Shawn, eventually, she still wanted delay to better secure her own spot with him. “That brings us back to dildos. Have you considered that by using a dildo you could satisfy your needs down there for a real penis by using an artificial one, and that could greatly help your willpower? Like having decaffeinated coffee instead of the real thing. Plus, if your goal is stimulating Shawn, I’m sure he’d be really turned on seeing you use a dildo on yourself or using it on someone else. Imagine him watching me push a dildo into you, for instance. That would get him so hard his penis would be able to cut through diamond.”
“Really? You think?” Vel was entranced by the thought. “I guess I could try one out, just, you know, to see how it goes. But I don’t have one and I’d be far too embarrassed to ever buy such a thing.”
“If that’s your only problem, then that’s no problem at all,” Cheese said, jumping up. “I have just the gift for you. I’ll be back in a sec.” Anticipating that Vel would be ready for dildos in the wake of the Caelist appointment, she’d already put a number of dildos to try out on her friend in her purse. She walked naked back inside the house to get them.
Cheese stood behind Vel’s lawn chair a minute or two later. “I’m back already. Aren’t you going to greet me?”
“Oh! Sorry!” Vel hopped up and planted her lips on Cheese. They kissed for several minutes. Cheese ran her hands all over Vel’s naked form, and Vel wasn’t too shy with her hands either. Cheese had the gumption to stick her fingers into Vel’s pussy, but Vel didn’t reciprocate.
“Cheese, you really shouldn’t do that with your fingers,” Vel weakly protested when their kiss finally ended a short time later.
“Why not? Isn’t that what you just did to Caelist, and then some?” Cheese asked matter-of-factly. “I can’t think of any reason to stop, except that I have something better to put in there.” She bent over and reached into her bag, and pulled out a dildo about as wide as Shawn’s penis. She figured she should start out with what Vel was already intimately comfortable with.
Cheese licked its tip tantalizingly with her lips. She noted that Vel, far from appearing frightened or embarrassed, seemed to look at the dildo with great anticipation and enthusiasm. “Can I put that in my mouth?” she asked. Sucking on phallic objects had become a new passion for her.
Cheese commanded, “Later. Here, get back on your lawn chair, and I’ll show you where it works best.”
Vel quickly complied.
Cheese sat on the side of Vel’s lawn chair and waved the dildo around in the air, to frustrate Vel. “You can’t just stick the thing in,” she said. “First, you have to prepare your cunt.” Cheese took the dildo and began rubbing it on the outside of her friend’s pussy. She pressed it against Vel’s clit, and at the same time stuck her fingers into Vel’s pussy and frigged her for a bit. Then she took her fingers out and pushed the dildo against her friend’s pussy lips. Sticking the dildo in a half inch or less, she pulled it back again, but then declared Vel unready. She repeated this process several times, driving Vel increasingly crazy.
“Come ON!” Vel finally complained. “It doesn’t take THAT long to get ready. I’m flowing like a river already!”
“You’re right,” Cheese conceded. “I’m just teasin’ ya. Here it goes.” She plunged it in, in one slow but non-stop movement. She didn’t stop until Vel’s pussy was completely filled with plastic cock.
Vel cried out, “Oh, Shawn!” and swooned. She came so hard that Cheese had to grab her to prevent her from hitting her head on the poolside concrete. Since Cheese was just getting started, she figured that most of Vel’s excitement must have come from imagining the dildo really was Shawn.
“How does it feel?” Cheese asked. “Pretty good, eh?” Vel had grown extremely familiar with the taste of Shawn’s penis, and had come to love his cum and sucking it out of his prick as a wonderful end in itself. So generally she tried to use thoughts of tasting his cum to drive away the growing, aching need to have her pussy filled up. But now, with a dildo deep inside her, she was suddenly reminded how great it felt to have a pussy fully occupied. She wanted more of the same. Much more.
“It feels … filling. Fulfilling,” she finally answered.
“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, Vel. I haven’t even started to move it. Why don’t we try that now?” Cheese slowly began pulling the dildo in and out. Vel’s mind was blown at just how much it was like fucking, except that the only man she’d ever fucked was her husband Ron, and his penis couldn’t compare with the dildo. Ron’s penis was nearly as long as Shawn’s but it was quite thin.
“Oh my GOOOOODDD!” Vel cried.
Cheese taught Vel a lot about dildos that day. After manually manipulating a dildo on her friend, the two went inside for fear of getting too much sun. Cheese took the opportunity to demonstrate the workings of a strap-on dildo. At first Vel wasn’t willing to try it out, but all Cheese had to do was suggest that Vel close her eyes and imagine that it was Shawn’s dick coming to get her, and the mother’s resistance completely crumbled.
Cheese fucked Vel like a man. Vel had previously explained to Cheese how Hui Shan and Shawn had been screaming in the middle of the night. Now she told Cheese what to say as they imitated the two young lovers, and relived Hui Shan’s cries of passion. It greatly helped Vel’s fantasy that Shawn was pushing in and out of her. They went on like that for a very long time. Vel had all the climaxes, but Cheese didn’t mind.
Cheese did find it strange though, that, in a sense, she was fucking Hui Shan. She wondered if Vel was playing mind games with her by imitating Hui Shan’s voice so well, but realized Vel didn’t really have it in her to play those kinds of mind games. She found the cries strangely arousing.
Cheese then showed her friend a self-operating dildo. It buzzed and shook inside Vel while Cheese took another one and stuck it in her own pussy.
“God, how many dildos do you carry around with you in your bag?” Vel asked in wonder. “And I thought I was naughty!”
The two were laughing when the phone rang. It turned out to be Vel’s husband, calling from Thailand. Vel was no longer bothered by thoughts of morality, religion, or infidelity. Vel chatted amicably with Ron while Cheese plunged the vibrating dildo in and out of her happy friend. Vel loved the irony of being pleasured while on the phone, but she couldn’t keep up her end of the conversation very convincingly. She made up an excuse that someone was at the door and cut the call off early.
“How’s your tiny-dicked husband doing?” Cheese asked as soon as the phone was put down.
“Cheese. That’s not nice. Anyway, are you trying to get me in trouble? I could barely keep from moaning out loud.” She took the opportunity to begin doing so. “In any case,” she joked, “I think it’s more P.C. to call him my ’thick penis-challenged husband.’” They both had a good laugh. “It was just his usual twice a month phone call. Thank God he’s not coming home anytime soon, he says. He might come back for Christmas. I can’t believe how uppity I got when he was here a few weeks ago. What a waste of good cocksucking time that was. So much has changed since. Just imagine if he had one of those video cameras, and saw me lying naked with you lying on top, pushing in and out with plastic cock! The way men are, maybe he’s bored of me and would get excited by the sight of you.”
Now that Ron had been brought up, Cheese said, “You know, I’ve always wondered about Ron. How is it that your husband could be so sexually obtuse and hardly ever make love to you? I’ve had a theory, especially with his company sending him to Thailand so often. You mind if I check it out?”
“What does that mean?”
“Oh, just some snooping. Let’s hire a private investigator and see how Ron has fun over there. It might come in handy if you get a divorce.”
“Hmm. That would be extremely disloyal to my husband. I would never agree…”
“You never would have agreed, I know, but things have changed. Consider it done.”
Vel acquiesced with continued silence. Privately she thought, I’ve had my theories too. Let’s face it. A divorce is looking so likely. But what’ll I do then? He’s Mister Moneybags. How will I make a living? Let’s not go there. Not today. Finally, she said, “Back to dildos. Thanks for setting me straight on those.”
“My pleasure,” Cheese said honestly. “And yours too.” She reached up and pinched Vel’s nipple. “I know! Let’s practice greeting each other again!”
“I’m quite mad at you,” Vel said in mock anger as she lent in to kiss her friend. “Keeping dildos and your sexy body away from me all these years! How could you?”
The two of them practiced with dildos for many more hours. Cheese refrained from giving or receiving any pussy licking because that didn’t further her goal of getting Vel’s pussy too sore to fuck. She succeeded in reaching that goal, and then some.
CHAPTER 5
Meanwhile, back at school Shawn was determined to make a change. As soon as first period ended and he walked into the busy hallway for the five minute break to get to the next class, he saw Sera pushing through the crowd, headed directly for him. He thought, I know what’s going to happen. She’s going to want me to do even more sexual stuff. But I’m putting my feet down. It’s time to thin things out so I have the energy to properly focus on the women I love the best. Now is when I have to spell it out.
As Sera came up, Shawn preempted her and said, “Hey Sera. How was your weekend?” He was making idle chatter, aware that others could hear. Sera gave a short, routine reply and then he continued before she could say more, “I could really use a smoke next period. Why don’t we go share a smoke, if you know what I mean? I’m sure Kim, Esther, and Candice would like one too.”
That was the code language to meet in the theater room during the next break. Sure enough, an hour later, Shawn quickly made his way to the theater room and found the four cheerleaders he specified already there.
Time was tight with only a five minute break, so Sera started talking before he even finished closing the door. “Nice to see you, Shawn. I’m glad you called us together because we’ve got some urgent painting needs to discuss. It seems that Esther and Candice want to go without underwear for the week again, and Kim does too. I’m half tempted myself. I was thinking that maybe we could get the whole team…”
Shawn cut her off. “Now, wait a minute. I know what you’re going to say. You want me to be the painter again. I applaud your sexual freedom, but I can’t help out this time, or on any other week. I have other responsibilities during lunch and after school.”
Kim, meanwhile, was already moving in to jack Shawn off while he talked. She didn’t care if that was wildly inappropriate to the mood or if there wasn’t time, she just wanted her hands on a penis. She generally hated men but loved penises.
Shawn literally brushed her away, saying, “Thanks Kim, but not now.” Then to the whole group, he went on, “Sorry. I really like all of you, but that’s how it goes. The painting is easy. Anyone can do it and I can help with the supplies. You don’t need me to be the one with the brush.”
His lecture didn’t go over too well. They could see that he was unusually determined. Candice spoke first. “Thanks a ton, Sera.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm. “Looks like you’re such a bitch that you put him off of all of us.”
Sera shot back to her enemy Candice, “Hey, you brainless twat, the pot calls the kettle black. I’ll have you know that…”
Shawn interrupted again. “Stuff it, you two. This recent bickering is annoying me, but that’s not the main problem. The problem is, I have to be somewhere else at lunch.”
Sera looked at him skeptically. “Your job with Ms. Lee, I presume.” She said job as if it deserved quote marks.
“Yes,” he said defiantly. “It’s a very important job. I help her with some routine tasks like filing papers, filling out forms, engaging in routine…”
Esther snidely whispered to Candice, “He’s filling something of Ms. Lee’s and it’s not a form.”
Shawn though, overheard and stopped in mid-sentence. “Esther, I heard that, and I resent it. This job is completely on the level.”
Sera was clever. She suggested, “Then I suppose you won’t mind if we sit in on your little lunch work sessions every day. Starting today. What do you think, girls? Doesn’t that sound like fun?” The others all vocally agreed.
Shawn’s confident demeanor faltered for a second, but then he put on a hurt face. “I’m insulted. All of you! Don’t you trust what I’m…”
Sera now cut him off. “Come on, Shawn. You can fool everyone else with this Ms. Lee’s assistant shit, because most folks still think you’re the goody-goody nerdy type. Old stereotypes die hard. But we know better. Whenever you split your lunch time and come running from her classroom to here, you’re practically doused in her perfume. A couple of times you even had traces of her lipstick here and there. Don’t insult our intelligence.”
Shawn was flummoxed. He paused for some long moments, until he realized he was caught red handed. Finally he said, “Okay, okay. You got me. But you can understand why I’d need to lie about that. I’m trying to protect her job. The fact is, she and I are serious. I’ve had a crush on her forever. As lovely as all of you are, none of you can compete with the emotional intensity I feel for her. I hope you’ll have the grace to keep this an absolute secret.”
Sera replied, “We do, but in return we expect more of your time.”
Kim, though, piped up. “Come on, Sera. As much as I’d like more of Shawn’s time, I’m not going to blackmail him and fuck up his life and the teacher’s life. You go too far.” It seemed the others wanted to say the same thing, but Kim beat them to the punch. There were a few “yeahs.”
Shawn tried the high road approach. “Sera, people say a lot of nasty things about you, but I think you’re better than that. I admire you. You tease and try your best, but you’re not the kind of person to actually blackmail someone.”
Sera found herself forced to agree. “Yeah.” But it was just a temporary measure. She was already thinking up new angles.
Shawn spoke. “Look, everyone. Let’s call a spade a spade. You don’t need me to paint. That’s just an excuse so we can get together and fuck. I’m open to that, sometimes, but I have an official girlfriend now, Hui Shan, and there’s Peggy, I mean, Ms. Lee, and there are some others too. I’m spread thin. Candice, Esther, and Sera, you all have boyfriends. In fact, Sera, you have a couple. Let’s get together on special occasions sometimes and your boyfriends will take care of you the rest of the time. Is that so bad?”
The others mumbled and grumbled but didn’t overtly contest his suggestion.
Shawn looked up at the clock. “Would you look at the time? We’re all going to be late to class. I’ve got to run. We can talk about this some more later. And I trust that if we’re going to remain friends, none of you will stab me in the back and ruin things with Ms. Lee by telling anyone. I wouldn’t be able to see any of you any more at all, if that were to happen, because I wouldn’t know who was responsible for telling. Later!”
He took off. His statement about not knowing who would tell was true, but it was also a subtle blackmail that was clear to all. Despite his protestations against blackmail, he figured he had to play hardball when it came to Sera. As he closed the door, he thought, Phew. That went much better than I expected. They’re really all right. Even Sera seemed reasonable.
But as the others made to go, Sera said, “Wait a sec. Don’t you see? We don’t have to blackmail him or the teacher. We only have to get them to break up, and there are lots of ways to do that. Then he’ll be ours, each and every lunch. I’ve got a plan forming in my mind that involves a video camera. Who’s with me?”
There were no takers. Candice flipped Sera the bird as she left. But Sera didn’t give up. She thought to herself, So. That’s the way it’s going to be. I’m going to do whatever it takes. Get between him and Ms. Lee? Easy as pie. They’re in such a vulnerable position. Get between him and Hui Shan? Even easier. Hui Shan is a complete pushover. I could probably talk her into eating her own shoe. And what about these mysterious others? I have a very strong hint that at least one of them has a name that sounds a lot like Joanna, and she looks a lot like his sister. Incest. Man, I can knock that one out of the park with my eyes closed. I’ve got so much on Shawn that he’ll have to take me as his girlfriend. I just need to do a little legwork, get some evidence, lay some plans… No one gets the better of me!
CHAPTER 6
Shawn’s fourth period class taught by Peggy seemed quite strange. In the middle of a lecture, she suddenly announced a surprise test in the form of an in-class essay. They’d have to spend the rest of the class writing an answer to a question she posed. Shawn suspected that she made up the test and the question on the spot.
Then she got up to leave, saying that she’d be back shortly. On her way out she stopped by Shawn’s desk and slipped him a note she’d just written during the first couple of minutes of their essay assignment. It read,
Dear my favorite Young Man,
This is incredibly dangerous writing you a note like this, and our affair is going to get me fired one of these days. But that just makes me all the more horny. I got so hot looking at you and thinking about what we’re going to do during lunch that I can’t take it any more. I have to go fuck myself in the bathroom right now or else I’m liable to start fingering myself right in front of everyone. I started thinking what if I just pretend to be scratching an itch between my legs, maybe no one will notice. I almost did it, too, standing in front of the blackboard, and only refrained because I knew that once I started touching myself down there I wouldn’t be able to stop. Stop me the next time you see me starting to do something crazy like that!
I’m going to go take the edge off with a couple of climaxes. Know that while you write your essay, I’m in a bathroom stall down the hallway with my skirt up above my ass and my fingers deep in my hole, thinking only of you. I want you to fuck me. Hard. For the whole forty minutes of lunch. Every single instant. Get ready to whip your clothes off in record time because I want your monster teacher-tamer to be in me before the last student closes the door. Good luck finishing your essay while you think about that, hee hee!
I’m so ready for this interminable class to be over. If you even think about running off to your cheerleader friends today, I’m going to have to strangle you to death with my bare hands, and I’m only half kidding. You’re making me crazy with lust! Please utterly destroy this note. I think going to the bathroom at the end of class and eating it isn’t too extreme a safety precaution. I only wish you could join me in the ladies room right now, but don’t!
Love,
Peggy
Needless to say, Shawn had trouble finishing his essay. Not only did the note arouse him, it also made him wonder if Peggy might not be getting too excitable and possessive. In the end he switched from the topic at hand to writing about all the things he was going to do to Peggy at lunch. As soon as he made the change, his stalled pen started to fly across the page. He figured that she’d get a kick out of reading it later.
Shawn looked around and noticed with relief that everyone was so busy with their tests that they didn’t even notice he’d been handed a note. He pondered what a huge scandal it would be if anyone else read the note. He actually did eat the note in the bathroom by excusing himself for a bathroom break not long before the period ended.
Finally, the end of class came. They waited until the last student closed the door, then Shawn went to lock it. He started fumbling with his clothes, but Peggy just sat back in her chair, seemingly in no hurry at all. The first words Shawn said were, “Aren’t you gonna get naked? Like the note said?”
Peggy chuckled. “That was before I got off in the bathroom. Three times, actually. I’m much better now. I have my self control back. If you would have caught me fifteen minutes ago, I would have promised you anything and worshipped your cock like it was the god of a new religion. But now that we’re all relaxed…”
“Hey. You’re relaxed. I’m still bursting with cum.” Shawn finished taking his clothes off, despite her toying with him.
She smiled naughtily. “Correction. Now that I’m all relaxed, let’s do this right. I’m up for playing a role play. How about you?”
Shawn groaned. He wanted instant relief, but this meant more delay. But he was always polite and amenable. “Dang it. Okay, but let’s make this quick. I’ll play the naked student who sees his beautiful history teacher behind her desk and goes up and fucks her silly.” He walked towards her, intent on carrying that out.
Peggy laughed. “Very cute. Far too realistic though. Come up with something better.”
Shawn was positively peeved. She seems to think we have all the time in the world! What’s with her? Is this her way of reasserting herself after cravenly begging for cock on the phone over the weekend? That would make sense. But she can only have the control to do it if she gets off first. Grr. Well, I’ll show her a role play!
“Okay, Peggy. But you do as I say, and don’t waste time. First off, I’m gonna turn off the light and shut the blinds.” He immediately started doing so. “It’s night time. You’ve stayed extra late at school, grading papers. You went to your car, but it wouldn’t start. There was no one around to help. So now you’re walking home. Get up and start walking.”
Peggy did so. She more or less walked in place, since there wasn’t far to go in walking from one side of the classroom to the other. But she did move forward ever so slowly. Shawn meanwhile continued pulling down the Venetian blinds on all the windows, one by one. By the time he finished, the class was quite dark.
“Okay. Good. Unfortunately, you have to walk through a bad neighborhood to get home. A very, very bad neighborhood. It’s late. It’s dark. You’re scared. As you walk down a dark alley way, you hear the sound of footsteps behind you. You turn around, but there’s no one there. The steps have stopped. But when you start up again, they start up too. You keep walking. The steps are coming closer. You stop again.”
This time Peggy actually stopped. She looked over her shoulder. Shawn was still pulling down blinds, but he finally finished. He rushed his naked body over towards Peggy but there was no where to hide in a wide open room. But she was past her desk by now, more or less standing behind where she usually sat, so he crouched down and hid below the side of her desk.
He continued, “You start walking again now, but you’re scared.”
Peggy spoke. “I am!”
“Good. The footsteps resume. They’re coming closer. Closer.” He stood up, and looking around, grabbed a ruler off of the desk. Then he rushed behind Peggy and drew the ruler across her neck. It had a metal edge on one side, and he put that edge up to her skin. She shuddered because she momentarily thought he really did have a knife. He whispered in a low and gravelly voice, “Lady, your money or your life!”
Peggy was trembling, though Shawn couldn’t tell if it was acting or if he’d successfully set the scene. She whispered back, “Take what you want. Anything. Just don’t hurt me!”
Shawn paused. He breathed down her neck. “Anything, hunh?” He started to trace the shape of her collar bone with the edge of the ruler. His voice was gravelly and ugly, not gravelly and sexy like Cheese’s. She shivered again. “Hmm. You’re a pretty nice lookin’ lady. Too bad you were walking down here. Almost makes me think you were asking for it.”
“For what?”
“To get raped. By a real nasty man.” Shawn suddenly dropped the ruler to just below her skirt and used it to pull the skirt up. Then, holding the skirt with a hand, he used the ruler to pull her panties down. He ripped the panties in the process, which he thought was an appropriate touch. Then he poked at her pussy with the ruler. She gasped. He felt around her crotch with his other hand, reaching through her legs.
“A-ha! You’re wet. What kind of hussy would be wet from the instant a dirty man starts to touch her in a dark alleyway?” He sloshed his finger around her pussy lips - they were very wet indeed.
Peggy make a signal with her hands and said, “Time out. Shawn, that’s no fair. I was wet from before. I was soaked before we even started, just thinking what we’d do.”
“But why are you so freely flowing right now? You’re about as drippy as I’ve ever seen you.” He diddled with her clit until she let out a tortured moan.
She protested, “But that’s only because I know it’s you and I’m not really being raped. I don’t get turned on by rape. I’m a liberated woman.”
He brought the ruler back up to her neck, only now it reeked of and dripped her pussy juices. “That may be. All I know is you can’t say this isn’t turning you on. The time out is over.”
He suddenly drew the ruler across her neck, pressing into her skin a little. She shuddered again, and Shawn realized that she just came. He whispered right into her ear with his ugly voice, “Nice lady, I don’t want your money. Or, I don’t want just your money. I think I’ll fuck you first. Then I’m going to take you back to the warehouse where my whole gang is going to fuck you silly. We’re going to tie you up and drench you in cum. There’s gonna be nasty men pounding into every hole all at once. You’re going to be a sperm receptacle until you can’t walk. Then we’ll take your cum-glazed body and throw it into the street so other nasty men can find you and do the same to you. If you’re walking home, expect it to take you a couple weeks to get there.”
Peggy suddenly turned around, looked at Shawn right in the eye, and said angrily, “Okay, young man, that’s it! I’ve had enough!”
Shawn wasn’t sure what she meant. He wondered, Did I go too far? By using rape as a fantasy did I cross an uncrossable line of bad taste?
But it wasn’t her intention to complain. She literally ripped her blouse open. Buttons went flying everywhere. Within seconds she had her skirt off and her bra off. Her sleeves and panty hose still remained only because she couldn’t be bothered to take the time to get them off. She said huskily, “Enough playing around. Fuck me already, you nasty man! And don’t lose the ruler!”
Shawn roughly pulled her to the floor, and she mewled with great pleasure as he did so. He growled, “Here ya go, nice lady! Take my big, fat, smelly cock, because it’s gonna fill your hole and then some!”
She cried, “No! Don’t! NoooOOOOoooo!”
For once, Shawn knew not to listen, and not stop. He pushed in deep, and fucked her hard and fast. She replied with alternate cries of “Don’t!” and then “Stop!” “Don’t!” “Stop!” Eventually the thrusts were coming so fast that the don’ts and stops were blurring into each other. Finally, she was very clearly and deliberately yelling, “Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”
Shawn in fact didn’t stop. These fast, intense fucks were usually over quickly, but not this time. Shawn focused hard on not cumming, and held out a remarkably long time. It seemed that in what was still a less than ten minute fuck, he fucked her in every conceivable position. First he lay on top of her, then with barely a pause, flipped her over, then he pulled her up and bent her over her desk and fucked her doggy style. Then, dramatically, he swept the desk clean, laid her across it, draped her legs over each side, and then fucked her there.
The entire time, he remained in character, grunting and moaning with a low, menacing, rough voice. As he picked up Peggy and put her on her desk, he muttered, “Move it, pretty lady.” All that caused whimpers and sighs of delight in Peggy. When she got so excited that she started screaming loudly and piercingly, Hui Shan-style, Shawn clasped a hand over her mouth and muffled her cries. He realized with pleasure that that was not only necessary to prevent their being found it, but it was also in keeping with the role play.
He literally fucked her backwards down the desk. They both came in an Earth-shattering climax before Peggy reached the other end. Then they just laid in place on the desk, huffing and puffing for many minutes.
When they finished, the first thing Peggy said was, “I always wanted to do that ‘don’t stop’ thing. But I never actually did, even with my boyfriend of two plus years. He would have found it childish. You make me lose all my inhibitions.”
Shawn replied in his low rapist voice, “Sorry ‘bout that lady. I’m sure we’ll find ’em here in the alley somewhere. Now, speaking of missing, where did you put your purse? I still want your money.”
She laughed and nudged him in the arm. “Curse you, young man. You just fuck too good and you’re far too clever. I could never have imagined that you could equal our first fuck, but you just about did it. Damn! Not only did you knock my pencil sharpener to the floor and break it, but you ripped my blouse. Good thing I figured you’d do that one of these days and kept a spare.”
Shawn just smiled. He too was a bit surprised how intense their love-making could get. Peggy seemed to bring something special out of him, and the role plays helped a lot too.
As they sat in the afterglow, cradling each other in casual embrace, Peggy commented, “You realize I’ll never look at a ruler in the same way again, don’t you? I’ll have to get a new ruler that looks completely different from that one if I ever hope to teach with dry panties again. That one goes back to my apartment. I may break it out from time to time for ‘special assignments,’ if you know what I mean.”
He answered, “I actually know exactly what you mean. I have an image of you standing in front of the classroom holding a ruler and stroking it up and down like you were jacking off a penis. That was just a few weeks ago, but I’m sure it’s permanently burned into my brain forever. In fact, isn’t it the same ruler?”
She smiled in fond remembrance. “In fact, it is. This puppy definitely goes into the ruler hall of fame.” But then she looked at him with concern. “But you ARE a bastard, you realize that? I was so keen on regaining some position in your eyes after what you did to me over the weekend. I had half a mind to spank you really good today. That’s what I fantasized about all last night. But then you have to have this rape role play and expose me as being even more beholden to your glorious man-muscle. That’s just plain cruel.”
“Sorry. I was just feeling pissed off all of a sudden and decided to run with the emotion. It really wasn’t an intentional thing. I just want to have fun.”
“Never you mind. But know that you have a surprise spanking in your very near future.” She winked. “I’m shocked at the things that you reveal are arousing to me. In this case I plead that it wasn’t really the rape fantasy so much as knowing how you were going to blow my brains out with the way you fuck. And of course you did. But the good news is, we still have a goodly amount of time left. I’ve got another surprise test for you. Show me how good you are at licking a cunt. Three climaxes for your teacher is an A.”
Shawn saluted. “Yes, ma’am. … Oh. By the way, you don’t have to worry about me running off to the cheerleaders any more. I told Sera and her pals that my lunches will be spent only with you from now on. Turns out they knew what we’ve been up to, but that couldn’t be helped. At least they’ve sworn to keep quiet.” He bent down and put his tongue to work.
Peggy moaned “Oh, Shawn!” in response to both his tongue finding her clit and the good news. But after the happy surprise wore off, she began to consider the implications. This is so dangerous. Now a bunch of young, gossipy girls hold my career in their hands. Especially Sera. I know that Sera. She, at least, doesn’t like to lose. I’ll bet that she’s going to strike back, and I’ll naturally be in the sights of her rifle. But I’m no pushover. Bring it on, baby, bring it on!
At that very moment, Sera stood outside the door to Peggy’s classroom. She had a cup up to the door, which allowed her to hear some of what was happening inside. Thanks to excellent sound proofing she couldn’t hear any of the words, but she could make out the rise and fall of the lovemaking energy, and catch some of the louder screams. Had she been able to hear Peggy’s challenge, she would have looked Peggy in the eye and replied, “Don’t worry. I’ll bring it on and then some. You’re going down!”
CHAPTER 7
Ironically, given Shawn’s new resolution to distance himself from the cheerleaders, the first thing he did after school was go and fuck three cheerleaders. Monday afternoon normally meant another “S-Club” meeting (or “S-A-Club meeting” as everyone but Vel now called them), now that Joanna and Shawn were no longer grounded. Shawn was going to cancel it due to his huge homework load, but then Kim announced at the end of school that Hui Shan would be joining them as well. Shawn realized what a good idea that was, since Kim already knew his incestuous secrets, and he couldn’t resist the invitation. He figured it didn’t really go against his new cheerleader stance, since two of the cheerleaders in question were Hui Shan and Joanna.
When they got to Kim’s house, Shawn was surprised to see that the girls all went to Kim’s room and sat down, fully clothed, and started acting as if they really were in a normal club. Kim sat in a chair facing the other three sitting on her bed and appeared to lead the meeting. She pounded on her arm rest and said with a bemused smirk on her face, “The meeting of the Service Shawn Club will come to order.”
Joanna immediately raised her hand and Kim called on her. “Yes, Joanna?”
Shawn’s sister spoke in a mock officious and nerdy tone. “I suggest we all get naked and immediately start servicing Shawn. It is, after all, the core mission of our organization.”
Kim smiled and nodded in agreement. “Does any one second the motion?”
Hui Shan raised her hand. “I do. But I want to make clear that we’re all united in determination to make Shawn feel so horny and so good that he doesn’t know up from down. Maybe we can put that in the official record or something. I propose we start by having one girl strip the clothes off of the other while the third begins cocksucking without further ado.”
Kim replied, “I agree. Joanna what do you think of that suggestion? Oooh. Looks like Hui Shan has already nominated herself for the cocksucking part. You go, girl.” Hui Shan had dropped between Shawn’s legs and had his penis far down her throat in a near deep throating. “That leaves you and me to get started with the visual stimulation. All in favor say ‘aye’ or wrap your tongue around a cock.”
Shawn, Kim, and Joanna said “aye.” Shawn then announced gleefully, “I can safely say that Hui Shan voted yes as well.”
“Good.” Kim stood up, then reached out a hand and helped Joanna up. “Joanna, we at the Service Shawn Club have to acknowledge that since you’re his sister, he gets most aroused by you and fucks you the most. Not to mention, you have a damn fine body which we all adore. So it’s only appropriate that you strip first. All in favor of that motion say ‘aye’ or stick your finger up Shawn’s ass.”
Shawn again confirmed that Hui Shan joined in with the ayes. He also realized that she somehow was managing to take off her own clothes even while mostly keeping her hands on his privates. He could tell because she enjoyed rubbing her nipples across the skin of his legs at every opportunity.
Kim put on a collection of James Brown’s greatest hits. Joanna stood before Shawn and began dancing to the funky beat while Kim, also dancing, worked on removing her friend’s clothes. There was a lot of licking and kissing and fondling. Before long, a good deal of Kim’s clothing came off too. Shawn bounced around on the bed, enjoying the music, and even Hui Shan bounced and sucked cock to the beat.
Before long, Kim and Joanna were naked and sexually assaulting each other with abandon right in front of Shawn. Then the song “Sex Machine” came on. Kim paused in her sucking of one of Joanna’s tits (though her fingers in Joanna’s pussy didn’t pause). She said, “All those in favor of declaring Shawn the official number one sex machine of our high school, say aye or deep throat him.”
That was a challenge for Hui Shan, since she’d never deep throated before. But she’d been reading up on it, and more importantly getting tips from Cheese in recent days. They’d even discussed deep throating. As a result, she was able to take him all the way with only a little bit of gagging. She couldn’t hold it long, and it was a far cry from one of Peggy’s expert jobs, but it was a good start. He patted Hui Shan on the head encouragingly.
Joanna joked in a deadpan voice, “I resolve that Shawn stays on the scene like a, like a, sex machine.”
Shawn, also quoting from the James Brown song, replied equally seriously, “Fellas, I’m ready to get up and do MY thang. Movin’, doin’ it, you know.” Everyone laughed. Then Shawn continued in a more normal voice, “I also have a proposal. I propose that we get down to some serious fucking already. Hui Shan is such a naturally talented cocksucker and now deep throater, and this mutual striptease and grope session is so arousing that I don’t think I can last much longer. And I get to unload in women’s mouths all the time. I want to deposit this load in a nice, warm pussy.”
Kim disengaged from Joanna and clapped her hands to get attention. “You heard him, girls. We Service Shawn Club members must act like a well-oiled machine to give him maximum pleasure.”
Joanna suggested, “More like a well-lubed, dripping, and juicy pussy sex machine.”
Kim replied officiously. “I stand corrected. Please make the proper correction in the minutes for the meeting. Quick. Let’s assume our positions and bust out the condoms. Oh, wait. First we must vote on Shawn’s proposal. All in favor say ‘aye’ or put one of Shawn’s balls in your mouth and suck on it.”
To Kim’s surprise, she was the only one to say “aye.” Joanna dropped down and joined Hui Shan so each of them took one of his balls in their mouths. Shawn didn’t even know that was physically possible, but they managed to find room cheek to cheek. Shawn was too overwhelmed by the resulting sensation to remember to vote. Kim joked, “I take it that’s an abstention from Shawn, but the motion carries by three votes to none.”