Being the teacher of a seventh/eighth grade split class at a private middle school has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage was in always being surrounded by young, nubile, 18/19 year-old bodies, just beginning to reach the sexual exploration stages. The disadvantage was being a 45-year old divorced male that hadn't enjoyed a sexual experience other than by hand for well over six months. Being a private school for which parents paid through the nose, the kids were, for the most part, both snobbish and boorish. The boys were required to wear white polo shirts with khaki slacks or shorts as their uniform. Gals were made to wear white cotton blouses with pleated skirts displaying the schools blue-green, plaid tartan colors. Fortunately for me, there was no specific requirement as to the length of the gal's skirts. Their ensemble was finished off with white, knee-high stockings and black flatshoes. By manipulating the room seating chart, I ensured that the entire front row in my classroom was populated by the gals wearing the shortest skirts. I was pleased that there was no requirement mandating the color of their underwear. I was always pleased when my manipulation resulted in flashes of brightly colored material stretching across pubescent pussy lips. Several times I had to do re-arrangements of seating until I got those young ladies that only wore white cotton panties to the back of the room, interspersed among the boys. If anyone noticed there were no boys in the front row, nothing was ever said. Exam times seemed to provide the best opportunity for my peeping as they made everyone concentrate on the material and forget about posture for awhile. It also made sense that I would be keeping a close eye on all the students during the administration of the exam. My class received more exams than any other classroom atthe school. I had one particular gal that I couldn't keep my eyes away from. Her name was Tricia and she was very well-developed for a 18 year old. She preferred the silky, see-through brassieres that did very little to support her pert, young breasts, not that they needed any. The aureolas, clearly visible through both bra and blouse, appeared to be perfect circles the size of a fifty cent piece, and her nipples seemed to be always protruding making small bumps in the front of her blouse. Since the bra offered such little support, her breasts bobbed nicely up and down as she walked. I believe she rather enjoyed the silky feeling of the bra material on her tender young nipples, as they moved up and down intheir holders. She had terrible posture and usually slouched in her seat, keeping both feet on the floor. When she was bored or working diligently on an exam paper, her knees would move in and out and one half expected her thighs to make a slapping noise as they came together. Of course, as her legs spread outward, they afforded one a good glance at her skanty underwear. I was always impressed with the wide selection of colors she had available and was obviously willing to display. Tricia stood about 5'5" and had brunette, shoulder-length hair. She often wore a small section of hair in a scrunchie, creating a small pony tail. Her skin was blemish-free and her teeth were white and straight. She was great looking, and she knew it. She always acted very haughty and sophisticated, and her general demeanor did not endear her to many of her fellow students. She already had two big black marks on her record with the school headmaster. Three marks and you were asked to leave. Both previous infractions involved her pulling mischievous stunts on gals she didn't like, and both involved the destruction ofpersonal property. Her boyfriend of the moment was a 19 year old, seventh grader by the name of Troy. He was a particularly handsome young man, but was very shy, quiet and reserved. How he ever got drawn into a romantic involvement with Tricia I will never understand. I do know that she usually gets her way, and I'm certain that she had taken a shine to Troy and he probably had very little say aboutthe whole thing. I allowed Troy to sit directly behind Tricia, motivated by the view I was afforded whenever she turned around in her seat to talk with him. The two of them chatted frequently and after allowing it to go on for a while, invariably I would have to chastise them both, ultimately threatening them with disciplinary action. This had the desired effect and generally kept them unusually quiet for the remainder of the day. On one Friday morning, I had prepared a particularly onerous exam in the field of social studies. This exam involved several questions requiring essay type answers. Everyone would have to deeply concentrate to come up with plausible answers. As I sat at my desk, my erection, which was very obvious to me, was hidden from the view of the students as they worked diligently. I, of course, was observing the class for signs of cheating, and found that Sara was wearing either black or dark blue panties, Mollie - lime green, Tammy - a peach pair, and Tricia - a pair of neon bright pink ones. I stared, almost in a hypnotic state, at the windshield-like motion of Tricia's knees. Open, close, open, close. Focus on the bright pink center. Imagine what's behind it. Pink. Pink. Pink. Pussy. Pussy. Pussy. Hard-on. Ache. Oh God! Awakened with a start by the ringing of the timer I had set, I sat and announced the test was over. Pass your papers to the center, then to the front. I waited, still seated, hoping that my erection would subside and not leave a wet spot on the front of my light colored slacks. Since I had timed the test to end just at lunch time, I excused everyone and prepared to leave myself to get a bite to eat. As all the other students were filing out, Tricia managed to spill out the contents of her purse which quickly spread in a large circle as coins rolled under desks and into corners. None of the other students stopped to help her clean up the mess, with the exception of Troy. With just the three of us left in the room, I bent to help but Tricia stopped me. "Please sir, you may go ahead to lunch. Troy and I will clean this up and pull the door shut behind us when we leave" Tricia said. "If you wait too long, all the good stuff will be gone." Mildly suspicious, I muttered an okay, gathered my things and left the room. I went just down the hall, then stopped and turned around to face my room. I watched as the door began to close, but saw no one come out of the room. Slowly I walked back toward my room, appearing to study a book while trying to find a passage. I stopped outside the door and listened although I could only pick up bits and snatches of conversation. It sounded as though Tricia was trying to entice Troy into the cloak room, and he was protesting that he was afraid they would get in trouble. I did hear him say, "Neither one of us can afford to get into any more trouble. We'll be expelled." I didn't know how many black marks Troy had in the headmaster's records, but I suspected it must be the same two as Tricia. As one would expect, Tricia apparently won the argument as I heard the distinctive squeal of the unoiled hinges on the cloak room doors. Owing to the fact that it was now summer and there were no coats stored in there, I knew the room would be somewhat spacious. More so than it would be during the cold, wet winters. I waited outside my room for about three minutes, then as quietly as I could, opened my door and let myself in, closing the door behind me. Holding my breath until I could hear my own heartbeat, I listened for the sounds of whatever activity was taking place behind those doors."Tricia, we shouldn't be doing this. We'll get caught" Troy protested."Be quiet and hold me" Tricia replied. "No one even knows we're here. We've got the whole lunch hour. You want this as much as I do, or this thing wouldn't be as hard as it is." I had heard enough to have a pretty good inkling of what was going on in there. All I was concerned about now was how to turn it to my advantage. Suddenly a brilliant thought flashed through my brain. My instant camera - kept in the bottom drawer of my desk for those first day of school photos. Quietly I crept to my desk and opened the drawer, sliding it open, removing the contents and flicking on the battery switch to be certain the flash woulddischarge. From the sounds emanating from the closet, I could tell that things were going Tricia's way. There were smooching noises and little groans from Troy. Whatever was happening was progressingrapidly. Holding the camera at the ready in one hand, with finger on the button, I gave a quick yank to the closet door with the other. As soon as it came open, four eyes stared out at me, as wide as saucers. I took one step backward to take in the whole scene, then pushed the camera button three times in quick succession as small frames of cardboard popped out the front and dropped to thefloor. Troy's khaki shorts were around his ankles, and his white cotton briefs were at mid-thigh. Tricia's hand was wrapped around his swollen member. Troy had Tricia's skirt above her waist, and both his hands were inside those beautiful pink panties with each hand tightly cupping a bun. A wet spot about the size of a quarter was displayed on the front of Tricia's tightly stretched panties, where the material was drawn into what were obviously her pussylips. Like two scalded cats, they scrambled to re-arrange their clothing back into its proper position, while I scrambled to retrieve the three photos from the floor. "Well now" I said as I stood back up. "These should be interesting for the headmaster to view." I placed the three photos into my shirt pocket without showing them to these two little vagabonds. I didn't want them to see the pictures because they actually had not developed properly. Apparently the film was old or dry or something and all that was displayed were blurred images. These two certainly didn't need to know that. "Oh please, sir," Tricia began crying. "Don't turn us in. We'll get ourselves expelled. My dad said that if I got the toss from this school, he was sending me to an all-girls school run by an order of nuns. Please sir. Have mercy. I'll do anything for punishment, but please, not expulsion. Tears began streaming fromher face. Troy was trying to remain stoic although he also appeared to be on the verge of tears. His face was red and flushed as he said, "My dad will just kill me, he will. He can be a regular beast when he's angry. I'm as good as dead." Thoughts were beginning to swim through my head. My cock was beginning to respond to some of these thoughts. I appeared pensive and kept the two of them waiting as I acted as though I were weighing the pros and cons. I pulled the pictures out of my pocket and stared at them for a moment, then looked back at thetwo of them. "Troy, are you also prepared to deal with whatever punishment I hand out? No matter what it is?" I was pleased with his response. "Oh yes, sir. I'll do anything, sir. Just don't tell the headmaster." Tricia continued to weep silently while I pondered her fate. Troy simply fidgeted and shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "Tricia," I said. "You have been a right snotty little bitch to everyone you have come in contact with recently. Can you be certain that the punishment I hand out wouldn't be a worse fate than expulsion by the headmaster?" "Going to school in a convent would be far worse than anything you could think of to punish me" she replied. "Very well then" I said. "The two of you will meet me tomorrow morning at the front door of the school, dressed in your normal school uniforms. Tell your parents that you are going on a science field trip to visit a museum downtown, and you will be gone all day. Be at the school at 8:00 a.m. sharp, prepared to do everything and anything I ask, or these pictures go to the headmaster first thing Monday morning." "Oh yes sir, thank you sir" they both gushed at once. "We'll be there. And thank you sir.""Oh, and Tricia?" I slipped in. "Yes sir" she answered. "Please slip out of those pretty pink scanties you are wearing and let me have them, will you? That's a good gal." Looking somewhat puzzled, she looked at me but reached her fingers under her skirt and slid them down her legs. Stepping out of them while holding on to Troy for support, she obligingly handed them over to me. I stuffed them into my jacket pocket and said, "Thanks. That will be all. Run along to lunch now, as it is almost time for class to resume. Don't forget about tomorrowmorning." "Thank you, sir. We won't forget, sir. Thank you, sir. They both made a mad dash out the door. As soon as they were gone, I extracted Tricia's pretty pink panties from my pocket and held them to my nose. It was another instant hard-on for me as I drank in the delicate bouquet of Tricia's pubescent aroma, particularly emanating from the still damp spot on the front. I sucked on the wet spot to absorb some of her taste, and ached to find a quiet place to relieve myself. A quick trip to the men's loo was called for, and I returned to the classroom somewhat more satisfied and at peace. Tricia's panties were now a mess however, having been wrapped around my log and absorbing the juices which spewed forth. The afternoon seemed to drag on forever. Although I intently stared at Tricia's legs, not once did she open her knees for me to glimpse her hidden treasure. The little bitch would have to pay for that slight. I couldn't wait to get home to begin preparations for the following morning. Finally the day ended andall went home. I encountered a great deal of difficulty sleeping that night, full of plans and anticipation of the following day. I felt like a little boy at Christmas time, speculating as to the type and value of the presents he was getting My home had a three car garage, although I only had one vehicle. I had used black plastic sheeting to cover up two thirds of the garage so that none of the contents were visible. In the center of the room was a non-descript double bed which I had moved from my guest room. The only other items were a video camera and a 35mm still camera, both on tri-pods. All was in readiness. Morning finally arrived and I drove to the school. Both my young students had arrived early and were waiting for me. They both had smiles on their faces. Tricia looked even more radiant than normal I thought to myself. I addressed them both. "Are you still certain that you are willing to go along with my idea of punishment? The headmaster may expel you, but it might be a better altenative than what I have in mind for you." Tricia responded for both of them, "Oh no sir. We'll throw our lot in with you. We've already decided. Neither of us can bearthe expulsion." I directed them into the backseat of my car, and we were off. When we were about a block away from the school, I asked them to hunker down on the floor of the car with their eyes tightly closed. When they complied, I drove around aimlessly for several miles before arriving at my home which was, in reality, only four blocks from the school. I drove into my garage and remotely closed the door. Telling the two of them to keep their eyes closed, I led them past the screen of black plastic and into my little makeshift arena. When given permission by me, they opened their eyes and surveyed theirsurroundings. Playing the role of strict disciplinarian, I spoke harshly to them, "Remember, you are to do precisely as you are instructed. Any reluctance on your part will terminate the punishment and march you directly to the expulsion. Am I understood?" "Yes sir" they both uttered. As I walked toward the camera to click it on, I continued, "Since you were both so eager yesterday to move along with your sexual education studies, it is my intention to see that your lessons continue, and that you receive excellent guidance by a professional along your sexual journey. We'll be making a video along the way which I will share with you later, and some still pictures as well while we progress." "First we must learn the various sights, sounds, and tastes of the human body. This should be done in a seductive manner, guaranteed to titulate any red-blooded young man. Troy, I should like you to remove your shoes and socks, then step out of your school shorts. Tricia, remove your shoes, leaving your stockings on." The two of them looked at each other, but complied with my request. Troy seemed somewhat shy about the whole process. I assured him that he had nothing to be shy about, as he would probably know more than he cared to by the end of the day. "Tricia, please note that at the front of Troy's shorts is a small bulge. Your objective, as a sexy young female, is to increase the size of that bulge until it bursts forth from its confinement. Please begin by lifting your skirt slowly to display the lovely finery you have chosen to wear today to entice us poor men." She started to hesitate, then thought better of it. Her delicate hands, garnished with bright red nail enamel, moved to her thighs and she began drawing up the tartan material of her pleated skirt. While she stood erectly while performing this seductive motion, my eyes were alternately drawn to the erect nipples visible through the material of her cotton blouse and bra, and the ascendinghemline. As the hemline crept upward, Tricia again began to hesitate. "Oh come on now" I urged. "You can do better than that. Troy had his hands inside your pants yesterday when I found you, and I already own one pair of your panties." With that her hands continued their upward movement, exposing the smallest hint of orange material. Tricia had chosen a pair of light tangerine, satin, bikini briefs for that day's attire. As she continued to hoist her hemline, Troy and I were treated to the sight of the panties stretched tightly across her little cuntlips. The effect on me was immediately obvious, at least to me. I noticed that Troy's little bulge was also beginning to grow, as he tugged down on the hem of his polo shirt, keeping his hands infront of him. "Here, here, Troy. We'll have none of that. Tricia needs to see and appreciate what effect she has on men. Perhaps you should go ahead and slip that shirt off. There's a good lad. Now let's put your hands on top of your head. She might as well see the wholeshow." Troy was very red-faced but complied with my instructions. "Tricia, I must compliment you on your choice of lingerie. Those are particularly appealing. Aren't they Troy?" He nodded but didn't say anything. A small tent had formed in the front of his briefs. "Tricia, why don't you slide one of your hands down the front of your panties, eh? I'm sure you'll enjoy the feeling." I was nearly dizzy with sexual excitement. I could feel my own juices wetting the front of my underwear. I stayed behind the camera tripod. I was especially glad that I had switched off the audio recorder for this tape so that it would appear that the two of them were doing everything of their own volition. "Oh, that's very good, Tricia" I said. "You are bringing a great deal of excitement to young Troy here. I think it would be a very good idea if you simply unfastened your skirt and let it fall away." Tenatively she complied. "Now let's get shed of the blouse as well, shall we? You have a very nice pair of breasts that you seem so proud of. I think you should share them with us." She unbuttoned her blouse slowly, working from the bottom button on up, taking about 10 seconds for each one. Finally it was fully open, and she shrugged the cotton material from her shoulders, adding it to the skirt on the floor. Her two mounds looked spectacular through the sheer brassiere - the aureolas appearing as two dark chocolate patches. Her nipples appeared as though they would poke through the front of the material. I drank in her consummate beauty as she stood in front of Troy and me, clad only in bra, skimpy panties, and her white stockings. Since the stockings did nothing to compliment the present ensemble, I instructed her to remove them as well, and they were added to the heap.Troy's tent was now fully extended, as was my own, and a dime- sized wet spot appeared to change his white cotton shorts to transparent. I almost felt sorry for him, because I knew how Ifelt myself. I made her stand before us for about three minutes while we both admired her lingerie-clad body. At first she was embarrassed, but soon began to warm to her enthusiastic audience. My mouth was dry and I could barely speak but decided it was time to move on. "Since I think that it is important that we all understand all of the available body parts, Tricia, you need to remove your bra. Toby, you should move in for a closer examination, but don't stand in front of the camera." Troy took a step forward. Perspiration had broken out on his forehead. I hadn't realized it, but Tricia had worn a front-clasp bra, and, as she reached up and grasped the front, I heard two barely audible pops as the snaps parted. Her hands instinctively covered her beautiful tits, still holding the material over them. Ever so slowly she ultimately pulled the material away, and discarded the brassiere onto her growing pile of clothing. As I had imagined, her tits were lovely. The aureolas were indeed a brown color, though not as dark brown as I had first imagined. Her nipples were pink spots standing directly in the center of each, looking much like kitten's noses. "Please hold them up for us" I stage directed. "So that young Troy may have a better look, and for the camera as well. I used my zoom feature until the pair of breasts filled the viewfinder, then slowly panned back to once again enjoy the full bodyexperience. "Troy, why don't you go ahead and hold them up for me? Good lad! Now rub the nipples between your thumb and finger and see if they get any more erect." I knew this wasn't possible as they were already sticking straight out, but I thought I would give the guy a good feel, if nothing else. Tricia trembled at the first touch of Troy's fingers, almost as though his hands were icy cold. They may have been for that matter from sheer nervousness. I was actively rubbing myself through my slacks, my own cock anxious for relief. I gave Troy five minutes of this, as he got the hang of massaging the full breast, then running his thumb over the nipple. Dampness appeared on the snug panty material outlining Tricia's puss. Finally I broke the reverie and announced, "Tricia, why don't you lay down on the bed and slide off those beautiful panties? Troy and I would like to explore your pudendum.""My what? Tricia asked questioningly. I replied harshly, "Your cunt, you silly bitch. Your pussy, your slit, your twat, your love canal, your fuck hole. Whatever the hell you want to call it." "Oh" was her only response as she moved to the side of the bed. I moved the camera tripod closer as she began moving the material down. As she pulled the panties off, her hips were flat on the bed. She pulled her feet up, bent at the knee. "Spread them" I directed. I positioned Troy closer to the bed so that I could ensure they were both in the picture. I was amazed, and also pleased, to find that her entire pubic area was almost hairless. She had a lot of down that appeared to be a light brunette color, but it was neither conspicuous or offensive. Troy began to suck in air rather loudly. His hand had moved to his cock, and he was beginning to rub it when I directed him toknock it off. "So Troy" I questioned. "Is this your first real look at a nakedpussy?" "Ye..Ye..Yes sir" he managed to stammer out."Do you like it?" I continued. "Yes sir. It's really gorgeous, sir." "Tricia, perhaps you could use your fingers to separate the lips. Show Troy where your clitoris is, and where your fuck-hole begins." She moved to comply and I thought I was going to cream myself. Her finger ran slowly down the front of her labia, then back up again. Thumb and forefinger plucked her ruby-red clit from it's hiding place and her breathing grew labored as she massaged herself. She spread her lips to display her smallopening. "Ah Tricia. I can tell you have done this before, haven't you?" "Yes sir. I do it often, but never with anyone watching mebefore." "Does it excite you to have people watching you?" "Yes sir. I guess so. It does feel good when I do it, but with you two watching, it is like, more exciting than usual." "Everything is more exciting when you share. I'm sure Troy would be more than happy to watch whenever you would like. I know I would. Why don't you share your fingers with young Troy? I'm sure he would like to know what you taste like." Her fingers stopped their rubbing and she held them up to Troy's lips. He took them into his mouth and looked like he was eating a popsicle. The sight of him sucking her fingers gave me an idea for later, and I filed it into the back recesses of my mind. Troy stood nervously by the bed. "Well now" I began. "Troy, it seems only fair that, since we have seen all of Tricia's little delights, that she should get to see just what you can bring to the table. Why don't you go ahead and put your hands back on yourhead?" Actually, it was fairly obvious just what Troy was bringing with him. The front of his cotton briefs was pushed out enough that the waistband was separated from his waist. His pre-cum had turned the briefs transparent where his cockhead was mashed against the front of the material, and a close-up shot showed some juices oozing through the front. "Tricia, why don't you get on your knees in front of Troy, and slide his briefs down? Be sure to do it slowly for dramatic effect on camera. And make sure I have a good clear angle of vision. That's a good lass." She did as instructed, sliding slowly off the bed and onto her knees. Her hands were shaking slightly as she reached up to his waistband. Troy's breathing grew much more labored, but he kept his hands on his head as instructed. As his waistband began slowly moving down, his erection did as well. It obviously was caught up in the undershorts material. I instructed Tricia to reach inside and free it, lest it get broken off. With trembling hand she reached in and lifted it upward, sliding the material the rest of the way down his thighs as she did so. Troy's dick sprung free and made its first appearance to the outside world.Troy's pubic area was actually hairless as well. It had been years since I had seen a hairless prick and balls. Once again I could feel my sexual excitement increasing. His balls were like two little filberts, held in a tiny pink sack, resting under his long, skinny pencil dick. The dick itself was about five to six inches long, and protruded straight out in front of him as if waiting for a flag or banner to be placed upon it. Tricia had not relinquished her hold on it and continued to explore it with her eyes. I instructed her to reach under and caress his little ball sack, then to gently squeeze his cockhead, allowing his snake-eye to open. The head still glistened with pre-cum and more was produced with every passing moment. "Tricia, why don't you go ahead and taste a little of the juice that Troy seems to be producing? It is called pre-cum and his body is making it just for your enjoyment. See if you like thetaste." Hesitantly she looked at me for reassurance. "Go ahead" I directed. "Gals really love the taste." Her delicate mouth opened and her little pink tongue appeared. Her head moved forward slightly and she took a short little lick at the fluid. Troy appeared as if he had received an electrical shock. Tricia gave no indication one way or the other whether she enjoyed the taste. "Tricia, open your mouth and take poor Troy inside you. I think he has much more to offer you than what he is producing now." Her lips parted slightly and she slowly devoured the head of his prick. The rest of his length remained outside. This poor boy was never going to receive a right proper blowjob if I didn't takecharge. "Hold up" I said. I stopped the video camera, ejected the present cassette, and inserted a new one, pushing the record button as I stepped forward. "Move aside, Troy" I commanded, taking his place in front of Tricia's beautiful face. I unbuttoned and unzipped my own slacks and pushed all down around my ankles. By comparison, where Troy's cock and balls were skinny and hairless, my own pubic area was thick, dark, curly hairs. My cock was thick and about seven inches long. My balls were the size of walnuts and hung loosely below. My cock was tired of waiting as pre-cum was also making a mess of my underwear. Tricia's eyes were like saucers as she stared at my fully erect member. Using one hand on her head, I directed Tricia to open her mouth and take me in. She opened her mouth widely as one would on a dental visit. As I pulled her toward me, I instructed her to close just her lips around me. No teeth. When she complied, the feeling was one of ecstasy. I felt the same electricity as Troy as I could feel my length moving along her tongue. I must admit that I was caught up in the excitement of the moment and grabbed her head with both hands. I tried to get her to take my full length inside her, but kept triggering her gag reflex. I finally relented and fed her only as much as she could comfortably take in. "Keep your lips tighter" I commanded. I felt that hot surge of excitement beginning to move up my shaft. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Troy had one hand wrapped around his member as he watched with raptattention. Through my own labored breathing, I continued my instruction. "Now this is what is called a great blowjob. Tricia, you are doing a terrific job. When some guy says he wants to fuck your mouth, this is what he means. You are going to be one terrificcocksucker." I couldn't contain myself any longer. It had been far too long since I had a sexual release of this variety, and there was no way I could control the stream of semen that poured forth. My whole body contracted and roughly I held Tricia's head as I filled the back of her throat. Again her gag reflex was triggered and my hot, sticky sperm came dripping out of her mouth and down her chin, some of it landing on her delicate breasts. As my own sexual excitement wore down, Tricia sat back on her heels. I knelt down in front of her and cupped each of her lovely breasts in a hand. Lowering my head, I tenderly kissed each nipple. "These are very beautiful, you know. I have wanted to kiss them for you for a very long time." "Thank you sir. Your kisses feels very good." Reluctantly I stood back up and got myself dressed once again. Moving back to the camera, I again changed film cassettes and put Troy back into position in front of Tricia before beginning to record once again. I was making one film for the two of them, and one film for myself. "Now Tricia, let's see if you can get the same type of response from young Troy here." Again her lips opened into an "O" shape as she moved forward to him. Now that she had experience, she was able to open her throat to accommodate his full length. She began pulling at him as a calf would on his mother's teat. Troy emulated me and soon had his hands on her head as he began uttering, "Oh. Oh. Oh." with his eyes closed. It didn't take long before his load was also spilled. His young naked body shook with excitement as the sexual spasm took him. Tricia took his whole load with a minimum amount of leakage down her chin. She swallowed eagerly and seemed to be acquiring an appreciation for the taste of semen. While continuing to film this example of sexual pleasure, I had started unbuttoning and removing my clothing until I was now standing naked behind the camera tripod. My erection, which had briefly fallen into nothingness, was once again making its presence known. As young Troy was beginning to regain his composure, I quickly changed cassettes and moved back into thepicture. "Tricia, why don't you move back up on the bed for a few minutes while Troy gets to experience the same thing you felt? If you feel like it, go ahead and play with your little puss while you get to watch this time." As Tricia moved back into her position, I stepped in front of Troy. His head barely reached up to my neck due to his diminutive size. He had yet to achieve his growth spurt and I expected that he would be a good sized lad by the time he was in second year high school, but, for the time being, I towered over him. Placing both my hands on his shoulders, I gently exerted pressure, pushing him to his knees until his eyes were focused on my erection. "Go ahead. Take it." I instructed. Sensing hesitation on his part, I grabbed him by the ears and forced my cock to his lips. "Make an `O'" I commanded. "No teeth. Pretend it's a popsicle." Finally he got the picture as I slid myself into him. Peering over to the bed, I noticed that Tricia had busied herself in her honeypot, and her long, delicate fingers were moving up and down her snatch while she intently watched Troy. Not wanting to cum again, I let Troy minister to me for about three or four minutes until I felt the urge creeping up my member, then pulled myself away. Having watched Tricia for the whole time, I knew that I had to taste those delicious fluids she was producing for myself. "Troy, it's your turn to watch for awhile. I'll show you what turns gals absolutely wild. Once you can accomplish this, you can have any gal you choose, when word gets around." I moved toward the bed and gripped Tricia's arms, pinning them over her head. My mouth went first to one breast, then the other. This was the best tasting white meat I had ever had in my life. My tongue played first with one nipple, then the other, then back again. I could feel her hips move up against me, as my cock rubbed its juices over her delicate pussy. As much as I wanted to plunge deep inside of her and release my next load of sperm, I also wanted to drink deeply of her hairless cunt. Releasing her arms, I moved my kisses down from her breasts, over her flat belly, lingering in her delicate navel for a few seconds, then travelling down to her mons pubis. I most highly recommend hairless pussies. There are no loose pubic hairs to get in one's teeth. Her aroma was breathtaking. A clean, sweet smelling,young, virgin cunt. My tongue snaked out, seeking and finding her clitoris. I slurped my tongue up one side of her labia, tugging at her delicate clit with just my lips. Her juice coated my chin. As my lips played with her clit, I slipped the middle finger of my right hand into her tight little fuck hole and began an in and out movement. I didn't have long to wait before I felt her hands on my head, pressing my lips hard against her little clit. While my finger continued its in and out motion, my tongue took up the cause of flicking her clit back and forth like a kitten with a ball. Her little body began to shudder. Slightly at first, then moving up to a giant crescendo. Her legs wrapped around the back of my neck, feet crossed at the ankles. Her hands forced my face as deeply into her slit as it would go as she let forth a sharp scream of pleasure. "Ohhhhh, Jesus Christ. Ohhh God" she screamed pulling me tighter as she reached a tremendous orgasm. Finally her grip began to release. My finger movement had been reduced to a crawl, and I allowed my tongue one more long swipe up the entire length of her bare slit, causing more shudders from this poor, young woman. Troy stood quietly watching this entire exchange, his hand again tightly wrapped around his own erection, although this time he was jerking it back and forth rhythmically. "Is that your first orgasm?" I asked Tricia. "It's certainly my first one like that, sir" she replied. "I've had them when I've done myself, but not like that one. That was amazing. Thank you sir." "So, you are still pure then? Maidenhead intact and all that,eh?" "I don't know what you mean sir." "I'm asking if you are still a virgin. Have you ever been right and truly fucked by a guy?" "Oh no, sir. My brother's friend liked to have done it one day. Had my pants down to my knees he did. But I fought him off I did, and kept my knees tightly together. He didn't even get histhingie out." "It's not a thingie, you silly bitch. It's a cock, and I expect you to call it that from now on. Do you understand? "Yes sir. A cock, sir. I'm sorry sir. But, no, I've never had a thin.. a cock in me before." "Would you like to have one in you? Yesterday you seemed eager to have Troy do something to you. What was it you had in mind to do in the cloak room?" "I don't rightly know sir. I wanted to feel him, and have him put his hands down my blouse, but I didn't have much else in mindsir." "Well then, Miss Tricia. That makes you into a bit of a cock tease. Don't you think so, Troy?" Troy stuttered and stammered, standing there red-faced with his prick in his own hand, unable to speak. "When you start to tease a young man, Tricia, you had better be prepared to complete the act. There is nothing worse for a upgrowing boy than to be walking around with a case of blue-balls." "What are blue balls, sir?" Tricia inquired. "That's when you have a guy's cock hard and throbbing. He wants to shoot his sperm out, but the gal gets cold feet, and the sperm has to travel back down to his balls. There is no worse agony for a guy. Don't ever let me catch you doing that to a guy." "Oh no sir. I would never do that to anyone" she replied. "Well then, you might as well learn to give a proper fuck right now under the tutelage of an experienced professor, don't you think? Is that what you would like?" "I guess so, sir" Tricia responded, "although I'm not totally certain what it entails. I think I would like it if you wouldshow me sir." "It entails me putting my cock inside your pussy. Since this is your first time, there will be some slight pain and bleeding when your maidenhead is penetrated, but it is quickly forgotten. I will be as gentle as I can. The moment's pain leads to a lifetimeof pleasure." "Oh yes sir. I would like that.""What?" I egged her on a bit. "Please put your cock into my puss" she answered. "Very well" I said. "I will continue your education. Troy, stop jerking on yourself or you're going to make it go off. I will go first, then you may have a go at it." Tricia's pussy juices had begun to dry up as we had our dialogue. I lay down beside her and turned my attention back to her gorgeous titties. I moved her hand down between her legs and moved her fingers up and down until she got the idea to stimulate herself. I was thoroughly enjoying myself sucking on first one breast, then the other. When I could ascertain that she was again fully lubricated, I lifted myself into a pushup position with my cockhead poking at the center of her slit. Troy again began jerking on his wang as he observed the two of us. My flowing pre-cum mixed with her juices creating more than an ample supply of lubricant. I reached between us and separated the lips of her bald slit. Finding the right opening, I started inserting myself as gently as I could. God, I had never had such a tight pussy before. Of course, I had never had a virgin this young before either. I couldn't believe my good fortune. Slowly I worked my way into her, inch by cautious inch. Always being careful to draw back out before starting the next inch. Finally I reached her obstruction and bounced back and forth against it for a few moments. Some tension came into her body, but she made no attempt to push me away. With my feet firmly on the floor and her legs dangling off the side of the bed, I reached down and grabbed Tricia by the hips. With a sudden pull towards me, I felt my cockhead pop it's way through her hymen. A slight yelp escaped from her lips, but quickly subsided as I pushed the rest of my length up inside of her. Tricia got into the rocking motion of my hips and began coming up to meet my inward thrusts. I lifted her legs and held them separated, providing me with the opportunity to plunge into her up to my hilt. The tightness of her young cunt on my thick shaft quickly combined to bring me to a climax. With no concern for her state of excitement, I found myself forcing my way deeply within her, releasing another few spoonfuls of wet semen as far into her as I could reach.When I extracted my cock, it was covered with a combination of blood and sperm. Little bits of the mixture trickled from between her legs, landing on the bed coverlet. I used a corner of it to wipe myself clean as my dick hung forlornly down between my legs. Troy was ready to explode when I finally told him it was his turn. Quickly I hurried back to the camera tripod and switched cassette tapes. When given the signal, he approached her with his prick in his hand. Way too eagerly he followed my lead. No foreplay here at all, but just a quick aim and fire deep within her slit. Tricia hadn't completely recovered from my fucking of her, when Troy's slender young cock penetrated all the way into her cunt. His hip movements were so rapid and intense, it reminded me of two dogs fucking on the lawn. Due I'm sure to his previous jerking motions, Troy took less than a minute before his back arched up and one could tell he also had reached the moment of release. Using the zoom lens on the camera, I had panned in to Troy's tight little butt moving in and out while Tricia's legs flailed in the air. When he thrust forward, his starlike asshole intrigued me and gave me several new thoughts, none of which my poor decimated cock was up to at the present time. Oh well, perhaps some other occasion. Both of these young people had collapsed, totally exhausted, on the bed. I turned off the camera and walked over to sit beside them, still naked myself. "Well now" I said. "What do you think of your punishment so far?" Troy had recovered enough to say, "That was incredible. Beats any punishment my old man could hand out any day." Tricia interjected to say, "Thank you sir. I agree that was incredible too. Best science field trip I have ever been on. But what do you mean .punishment so far? Is there more?" "A little bit more. Than you will be finished. Tricia, each day next week when you get to school you will go into the ladies washroom and remove your panties. You will put them into a brown paper sack and put them on my chair. When you observe me touch my pointer to the chalkboard, you are to spread your knees so I may admire your little treasure trove. I will give you back your panties before lunch and you are to put them on and wear them the rest of the day. At the same signal, you will show me that you have them back on. Is that understood?""Oh yes sir" she gushed. "Troy, for the week you are to come dressed in your uniform khaki shorts, but wearing no underwear. When you see me touch my pointer to the board, you are to think about Tricia's bare little pussy which I will be staring at. Think about what you and I have both done to it today. I want to see the head of your cock peering out from the leg of your shorts. Is that understood?" "With pleasure sir" he replied. "Very well. Neither of you is to speak to anyone about what has gone on here today. You have both received a priceless education, and gotten pleasure at the same time. Remember that I now have a video tape of the two of you fucking like rabbits, which is far more damning evidence than anything that has gone before." Watching them dress, I readily admit that I was just as intrigued by the sight of Troy's tight, white ass, as I was by the sight of Tricia sliding her satin panties back up and into position. It was very disappointing to realize that our little field trip hadcome to an end. Once dressed I again had them close their eyes tightly, and led them back to the car. Following a slightly different but still circuitous route, I deposited them back in the front of the schoolyard, wishing them both a warm farewell. On Monday morning, true to her word, I found a brown paper sack on my chair as I arrived to begin class. Peering quickly inside, I was treated to the sight of a pair of pale yellow bikini panties, adornded with little yellow daisies. During the morning I found several reasons to point at the board during a weekly vocabulary exercise. The view of the classroom was unusually outstanding that morning as Tricia managed to keep her knees apart for most of the morning. She even managed to slide the hem of her skirt almost up to mid-thigh to ensure that the view was excellent. I also kept an eye on Troy as he seemed to be massaging his left thigh. Soon a little pink head appeared with a dark slitted eye right in the center. It was nice to know that these two could follow instructions. During the morning fifteen minute break, I disappeared into the men's washroom to admire my little gift. Tricia's aroma still lingered in the cotton crotch that I sniffed profusely to bring me to a frenzy. Wrapping them around my aroused prick, I made certain to discharge my whole load directly into the cotton crotch that would remain firmly in place against her gorgeous cunt. Returning to the classroom before the students, I placed the sack back on her chair. Following lunch we returned to the vocabulary lesson and Tricia displayed for me that my little gift to her was firmly in place. I think poor Troy must have done during the lunch hour what I had done during morning break as he no longer seemed capable of coming up with his display.Tuesday morning's sack brought a bright neon green pair of panties, although these were enclosed in a resealable plastic sack. When the morning break finally arrived, I discovered upon breaking the seal that the crotch in this pair were still wet. Tricia had apparently stimulated herself while wearing them, providing me with an unprecedented gift. Certainly not one that I had ever received before. Sucking them with my eyes closed brought back treasured memories of my Saturday munching of her little box lunch. Again I provided my share of juice and slipped them back into both plastic bag and paper sack for return to theowner. Wednesday's offering was a delicate lavender pair which came with a note asking me to have the class put their heads on their desks with eyes tightly shut for five minutes following the break. Willingly I complied with her request, citing disciplinary action for anyone discovered with eyes open. I had already decided not to soil her panties at the time, wanting to see exactly what she had in mind during quiet time. As soon as everyone's heads were on their desks, Tricia's knees moved to a wide-open position. One of her hands moved down and spread her pussy lips. Using two fingers, she first separated the delicate folds of her labia, then her deft fingers found her clit. She began rolling it for me between thumb and forefinger. All the while she stared unblinkingly at me. I was having trouble controlling my breathing. Meanwhile, Troy had moved the bottom hem of his shorts up to mid- thigh, allowing a good portion of his hard cock to be displayed along his thigh. He licked the palm of his left hand for lubrication, then grabbed what he could of his cock and began masturbating himself right there. I so desperately wanted to join him but knew I couldn't without risking my job. When three of the five minutes had elapsed, Troy sucked in his breath and shot a white, sticky wad, some of which went straight ahead landing on the floor, some fell on his shoe, and some dribbled down his thigh. God, did I envy him! They both smiled broadly at me as the five minute timer expired and everyone raised their heads. Troy tried unobtrusively to clean up the mess he had made, covering the wad on the floor with his shoe. I was still having trouble breathing, and I'm sure the class wondered what type of exercise I had been doing while they had their eyes closed. The remainder of the morning dragged on forever. When it finally reached an end, I disappeared rapidly into the washroom and again filled the cotton crotch with thick sperm. It felt as though it was twice the volume as yesterday. Thursday's offering was robins-egg blue and replete with aroma. Nothing more noteworthy occurred on this day although I continued with my now familiar routine. I found myself actually dreading the end of the school week, knowing that my sexual exploitation was coming to an end. Friday morning brought my obligatory paper sack, this time containing a beautiful pair of black, satin panties - again with a note in Tricia's delicate handwriting. The note, which I read during morning break, stated, "Take no notice of my absence during the test after break. Please don't use these until after lunch. You'll see why later." I admit Iwas befuddled. When all the students returned after the morning recess, I noticed that Tricia's desk was conspicuously empty. Not wanting to be a party to her playing hooky, I asked the class if anyone knew of her whereabouts. No one had. Not even Troy. I passed out the examination papers covering the next section of the Social Studies text, and set the timer on my desk for sixty minutes. Resuming my seat behind the desk, I scanned the front row, disappointed not to have my favorite twat staring back at me. Suddenly I felt something press against my thigh. Looking down under my desk, there was Tricia on her knees, sans both blouse and bra. I was electrified. Holding one finger to her lips, I was instructed to remain silent. Hard to tell anymore which one of us was the student and which the teacher. Her two hands massaged my thighs for scant moments before I could feel my zipper being quietly pulled downward. My erection had already started to make itself apparent, at first sight of those gorgeous tits. Now it was fairly begging to be set free. In order to keep the noise to a minimum, Tricia was opening my fly one agonizing little tooth at a time. I could bear it no longer and reached down myself. Covering the sound with a loud cough, I tugged it to a fully open position. I could feel Tricia's long fingers as they pulled my cock, then my balls from inside my slacks and shorts. Sitting well forward in my chair with elbows on my desk, my private parts were able to hang as free as they could. Tricia's mouth took in first one testicle, then the other. Then her tongue began working its way up the underside of my rock-hard cock. She finally reached the head and pulled it between her lips with a slight sucking sound. Her tongue explored the little slit at the top playfully, before moving on. She soon had me fully engulfed deep in her mouth and throat. It was extremely difficult for me to control my emotions or to remain straight-faced with this gal slurping me the way she was. God, what a fantastic cocksucker this gal was turning into. Owing mostly to my own nervousness I wasn't a quick cummer this day. I was glad to see that at least Mollie in my front row was giving me quick little glimpses of her panty covered puss. Troy kept glancing up at me with a smile on his face until finally I rewarded him with a knowing wink. After ten minutes of being sucked clear back into Tricia's throat, then popped back out the front, my cock could bear it no longer. Working desperately hard both to stifle the urge to let out an audible groan, and to reach under and grab Tricia's beautiful head between my hands, my enthusiasm finally got the better of me and I felt the warm eruption come pouring forth. It felt like gallons of sperm emptied out from the bottom of my ball sack. I shuddered involuntarily as I sat back in my chair. Peering beneath the desk I saw Tricia with a huge grin on her face, then watched her lick her lips. She leaned forward and grasped what was left of my slimy dick between her two breasts, forming a little cunt-like valley between them. She rubbed my cockhead over each of her nipples, depositing trails of snail-like slime overboth of them. Trying to regain some composure and limited control of my situation, I sat up and hit the bell to stop the timer, well before the requisite allotted hour was over. Groans of dismay arose from the students that I had cheated them out of time. To quell this near riot, I explained, "Since this is such a fine Friday, and I am feeling particularly generous and in a good mood, please pass your papers to the center and to the front. You all get an "A" on the exam. For many of you, your very first one. Not only that, you may take an extended lunch break today, starting now. Please be back at your regular time. Dismissed." Utter chaos resulted with me continuing to stay seated. Papers went every which way, finally being accumulated and deposited on the corner of my desk. There was a mad scramble for the door, with Troy being the last. Rather than exiting with his fellows, Troy hung back and pushed the door closed, with him on the inside holding it against it being accidentally opened again. Tricia appeared from under my desk, still trying to fasten the clasps on her bra. Her blouse remained, as yet unbuttoned. "Did you like my special Friday surprise, sir?" she asked. I could think of no answer so I simply reached out and pulled her to me. Leaning over and tipping her face to mine, I gave her a deep French kiss, tasting a little residue of my own salty fluidsthat remained. "Wow" she said, trying to catch her breath after I released her from my grip. "You may keep my panties too. I've never beenkissed like that." "Well, I've certainly never been sucked like that either" was all I could respond. Troy just stood at the door chuckling to himself. "We thought it up together, and hoped you wouldn't mind sir" "I certainly didn't mind at all. Your punishment is now complete, and I thank you both. This has indeed been a grand adventure for us all. One that I will never forget. Now, both of you had better get yourselves off to lunch before your chums wonder where you've gotten off to." Tricia finished buttoning and the two of them left hand-in-hand. I sat heavily back in my chair and began feeling the satiny material of Tricia's panties. I missed the two of them already. The following week dragged by, slowly and relentlessly. Tricia tried to keep me cheered up with flashes of her panties, more than just occasionally. On Thursday, she even went without them, hoping that would break me out of my funk. Although I appreciated the effort, I wasn't about to be consoled that easily. Each night I found myself being drawn back to the videotapes and played them over and over, alternating the two pairs of panties I had inherited from Tricia. Come Saturday morning, I found myself simply sitting at my breakfast of tea and biscuits, wondering what I was going to do with the day, when suddenly my doorbell rang. Answering it without first looking through the peephole, I was surprised to find both Tricia and Troy standing there holding hands. Before I could even say a word of greeting, Tricia announced, "Please sir, both Troy and I have been especially wicked this week. We believe we both deserve additional punishment. Don't you agree?"