Paula smiled, waiting for Krisi to yell out at Margerie and Fiona, sure that the girl would react with jealous anger. Instead, Krisi turned, and saw her smiling, then became angry.
"This was, one of your stupid games?" Krisi demanded, and the startled couple sat up, looking toward her and Paula. "You thought I'd be pissed off, jealous, that you'd cause a fight between me and Margerie? You jerk!"
"Listen, you can't talk to me like that, you little -" Paula began, but she was cut off as Krisi slapped her hard.
Paula staggered a step back, and looked at the girl with stunned disbelief for a moment. Then she leapt forward, grabbing for the girl. Krisi blocked one hand, but the other gripped her hair and she was pulled to the side and off one foot. She flailed out, and her fingers curled in Paula's blouse as she tried to keep her footing. Buttons popped from the blouse as she pulled Paula to the side, and she kicked her in the shin. Paula yelped, her hand opening from the girl's hair, and Krisi straightened fast. She swung to the side, pulling Paula via her grip on the blouse, and the girl lost her footing, the blouse shredding from Krisi's hands as Paula went sprawling on the ground.
Neither certain, as to what exactly was going on, Margerie and Fiona had stood up, the moonlight shining from their still damp bodies. Their arms around each other's waist, they watched, unaware that Len was watching them and the other two, his breathing ragged as he gripped his engorged tool.
Paula tumbled back against the ground, her skirt thrown up from her long, shapely legs, a pair of blue panties concealing her loins and most of her full ass cheeks. She pushed up onto her knees, her blonde hair askew, her flint-colored eyes narrowed She raised up onto her feet, the blouse torn open, one firm, conical tit bared, the pursed lips of her nipple standing out. She moved toward Krisi, and the girls circled, their arms outspread, each ready to block the other, both looking for an opening.
Paula sprang forward, and Krisi tried to dodge her, but Paula tackled her. They went down hard Pushing up from the waist, Krisi kicked in an effort to free her legs. Trying to hold on, Paula pushed back, but she lost her grip on the girl's legs, and found herself gripping the loose-fitting slacks. She pushed up onto one knee, and then onto her feet. She jerked back hard, and Krisi's ass slid forward atop the damp grass, and she fell onto her back, the air forced from her lungs.
Paula moved back, pulling Krisi Along, and the girl dug her fingers into the ground for anchorage as she gasped for breath. Her hands held in the ground despite Paula's pulling, and the pants began to pull down from her oval hips. She tried to pull her calves down, but the pants came free, and they slid from her legs, Paula having to take a step back as the tension was removed.
Paula flung the slacks aside, but Krisi was already up on her knees, her golden-brown eyes gleaming, the furl of her upper lip baring her overbite, her pouted lower lip back from her lower teeth. Paula moved in fast, and kicked out Krisi caught her leg, and pushed up to her feet, thrusting Paula's leg high, and the girl's other leg went out from under her. Paula fell onto her back, the skirt around her waist Krisi moved over the other leg, twisting the one she held, and flipped Paula onto her stomach.
Following Paula's lead, Krisi moved back, pulling the girl across the ground, and fully into the clearing, Paula unable to get a handhold, her bared tits sliding against the wet grass. Krisi abruptly let go of Paula's leg, stepped forward fast as she leaned down, and her fingers curled in the waistband of Paula's panties. Stepping to the side, she pulled Paula further back and around, and the nylon tore away from the deep cleavage of the wide cheeks. Paula rolling onto her back, disoriented, Krisi sat down on her stomach, her hands grabbing for her wrists.
The girl's legs pressed in against her sides, Paula felt her ass against her loins, the torn panties pushed aside. She got her wrists out of the way, and grabbed for Krisi's throat, but Krisi got hold of her forearms, and her hands gripped the tank top at one strap, and it and the dome of the blossoming tit underneath. Krisi pulled back from the waist, wincing as she gradually worked free of the fingers digging into her breast. She shoved the other hand down, and the tank top pulled off her shoulder and away from one supple tit before the seam of the strap tore. The tank top hanging from her shoulder and breast, she pressed both of Paula's wrists to the ground, pinning the struggling girl.
Paula kicked, her hips twisting between Krisi's hips, but the girl held her down, and her cunny began to warm as it writhed against Krisi's thinly garbed mound. Her firm shoulders lifted as she tried to push and pull her wrists free, her pectorals accented above her widget, conical tits, her stomach's contours is relief as she kicked and twisted: Her forehead damp, her full. lips, were parted to ragged breathing brought on not only by her struggle, but by her mounting arousal, her nest of sable curlings rubbing against Krisi's cunt, her lips pulling against the nylon of the girl's panties.
Krisi's eyes tightened as Paula's cunt stroked hers, and she became aware of the damp heat penetrating her panties. She looked down into Paula's eyes, and recognized that the girl's face was contorted by sexual excitement. Sucking at her pouted lower lip, Krisi began to thrust her hips back and forth, rubbing at the top of Paula's slit and her clit her own juices mingling with the girl's to soak the panties' crotch.
Margerie and Fiona's hands tightened at each other's waist, both staring with mystification as Krisi's back arched, her arms straightened as she held on to Paula's wrists, her hips rocking back and forth firmly against the top of half of Paula's cleave. His fist stroking his burning rod, Len watched Paula's spread legs tremble against the ground, her head pushing back as she groaned, coming with a sob, her hips bucking against Krisi.
Paula went limp, and Krisi let her wrists go. Swaying atop Paula's hips, Krisi rested her hands on her thighs as she caught her breath, her body aquiver with arousal. Paula's eyes opened, and she looked up at Krisi, not knowing what to say, having come against her after trying to stick it to her and the other girls. Krisi looked at her for several moments, and then took a deep breath before looking toward Margerie and Fiona, and then back to Paula.
"Give up?" Krisi said.
"I – I… yes, oh yes," Paula whispered.
Krisi explained what Paula had planned, then adding, "She said she'd offered to let Miss Charleston spank her. Maybe that is what she needs," she said, repressing a smile.
Paula looked at her uncertainly, and then nodded.
"If you two'll hold her?" Krisi smiled as she got off of Paula, and she looked down at her panties. "Oh, my, they seem to've gotten wet somehow," she mused, and she pushed the panties down her legs, and off.
"You're sure you realize you deserve a spanking?" Fiona said, pressing her foot to the side of Paula's full ass.
Paula nodded, and Fiona pushed up with her heel, rolling the girl onto her stomach. She knelt down beside her hips, and she slid one leg under Paula's stomach and cant, her thigh pushing up between the girl's as she lifted her other knee, holding the girl's hip between her thighs and against her mound.
"You hold her arms, in case she changes her mind," Fiona said, and Margerie looked at her and Krisi for a moment, and then smiled.
Sitting down in front of Paula's head, Margerie slid her legs along the girl's side as she lifted her arms over her thighs. She scooted forward, holding Paula's upper arms against her hips, and Paula's face was against her loins. She and Fiona nodded to Krisi, their eyes lidded from the pressure against their parted cant lips, and Krisi knelt across from Fiona. She pressed one hand to the dimpled small of Paula's back, and brought the flat of her other hand down against the wide ass cheeks. Paula gasped against Margerie's dark nest, her hip shifting against Fiona's low-set nest. Krisi's hand came down again, and the cheeks quivered under the slap. Paula twisted, her tits rubbing against the grass. Krisi's hand rose and fell, the rise of her exposed tit quivering. Margerie licked her lips, her hands tightening around Paula's arms, her hips thrusting as she shoved her opened slit against the girl's gasping mouth. Krisi spanked one full cheek and then the other. Fiona's eyes closed, her tensed thigh shoving against Paula's damp furrow, her cleave twisting against the girl's bucking hip. Krisi's hand moved down the cleavage that widened toward the base of Paula's ass. Her eyes glazed with her already heightened arousal, she caught the fragrance of the other three girls, hearing their murmurings of pleasure, and she swallowed hard, her arm feeling weighted.
Krisi' sat back, gulping air as she watched the other three move together, Paula's and Fiona's boxes spasming against thigh and hip as Paula groaned into Margerie's quaking splay. The three went limp, Fiona and Margerie dropping onto their backs, Paula's cheek resting against Margerie's plump pubes.
"Through with playing the creep?" Krisi asked tightly.
"Yeah," Paula nodded against Margerie's mound. "It – it was just that at home I always got ignored, and when I tried to get them to like me they'd shoot me down, and finally they sent me here. I guess I was just afraid to try and make friends again."
"Okay," Krisi said after looking at Fiona and Margerie, "It may take a while before the other girls trust you, but they'll come around if you're being straight."
"I am," Paula assured her, and she pushed up onto her side, seeing Krisi's expression of extended arousal. "And I'll do anything to make you believe me," she said, her eyes holding with Krisi's.
"Anything?" Krisi asked with risquй drama, and she and Paula smiled.
"Anything you want me to," Paula nodded.
"Well, you could lick my -" she began, looking off thoughtfully, and she broke off, looking back to Paula. "Don't look around, but we're being watched," she whispered.
"By who?" Fiona asked, surprised.
"By a boy," Krisi smiled, and the other three blinked with amazement, and smiles blossomed on their faces. "Let's all get up casually, get our things together, and make like we're going back. Okay?" she asked, and they nodded.
Len had come when Krisi had spanked Paula, and his tool was now hard again. His head too clouded to consider why they were adjourning to the school, he pushed his rod back into his pants as they gathered their things, and he zipped his jeans. Talking casually, the girls started back, and he realized that they would be passing very close to him by taking the route they were, and he ducked down low behind the bush.
"Behind the bush ahead on the right," Krisi whispered, she and the other girls careful not to look toward where Len hid, and they moved alongside the bush. "Now!" she cried out, and the girls dropped their things, running at the bush.
Stunned, he stared with widened eyes as the four girls ran toward him, yelling, their hands reaching out. That Krisi's torn tank top and Paula's shredded blouse were the only clothing among the four was forgotten as they came at him. Not knowing what they might do, having caught him not only watching them naked but also making love, he bolted.
The girls were right behind him, legs flashing, cunt lips shifting together, and tits quivering. Then their hands were at his arms and back, and he was falling. He landed on his stomach, the naked girls landing atop him, knocking the wind out of him.
"Well, we've caught the peeping tom," Fiona gasped.
"What should we do to him?" Margerie asked, and Len blinked, unable to see their faces. "You like looking?" she asked as they rolled him onto his back, Margerie straddling him, Paula and Fiona holding his arms, and Krisi weighting down his legs. "Well," she smiled menacingly as the boy stared up at and around at their naked bodies with awed amazement and a trace of fear, "so do we."
His mouth opened in disbelief as Margerie shoved his sweater up from his stomach while Krisi opened his pants. Fiona and Paula pulled the sweater up over his head, and paused, leaving it covering his face as Margerie turned around atop him to help Krisi pull and push, his pants off.
"Ah-hah!" Krisi exclaimed as his rigid length thrust up into the air, "a concealed weapon."
"Well, who gets it?" Fiona asked as she and Paula removed his sweater, and he looked from Margerie's lush ass to their tits. "I mean, you don't get a show like that without paying for it, buster."
"Krisi, she – The rest of us got off," Paula suggested, "and he's got a mouth and hands."
The girls looked at one another, and nodded as they grinned. Having been fearful of being hurt or reported, Len stared in wonderment as he realized what they intended, and he too smiled, his prod throbbing. Margerie stood up and turned around, her feet at his sides, and he moved his eyes down from her beautiful face to her wide spaced, sloping tits, down her firm stomach to the narrow V of her muff, and down from her long, shapely legs to Krisi, seeing her kneeling between his thighs.
He looked into Krisi's golden brown eyes, and at the furl of her upper lip over the pout of the lower, at the one bared tit, at the tiny, vertically notched roundness of her navel, and at the exotic plumage of her pubic hair. Smiling drunkenly, he watched her caress his tool, and his eyes closed as he groaned with pleasure. Krisi moved forward, and she knelt astride his hips. Holding his shaft, she directed his knob to her slit, and she began to ease down, taking his thick hardness up into her already tremoring canny. He inhaled sharply, and she murmured.
Fiona and Paula moved out to his sides, stretching his arms out, and they knelt with their thighs apart. Krisi taking him up into the broiling tightness of her underbelly, he trembled against her, his hands opening and closing right before the other two girls' parted furrows. Margerie stepped over him, and motioned for Fiona to take her place since she had just been eaten by Paula. Krisi sat down atop his hips, and his eyes opened wide, gradually coming into focus. Confused amidst his excitement, he realized that the girls had changed places, and he looked at Margerie and Paula as they pressed his hands to their mounds, his fingers curled down against the succulent heat.
Fiona stepped over his shoulders, and went to her knees, her calves sliding back under his arms as he looked up at her crest of hair, and at the damp lips below it. Rising onto their knees, Margerie and Paula shifted back, and his hands lifted with them, turning so that he could slide his thumbs up into their nooks as his fingers spread against their abdomens, his palms pressing in against the tops of their slits, their cuts between them and his thumbs. Fiona eased down, and he lifted his head to lick her.
Krisi leaned forward, her hands opening and closing against his stomach as her hips thrust, her box spasming around his jabbing rod. Paula and Margerie leaned forward, embracing one another, and Fiona smiled up at, their faces as they kissed deeply. She leaned forward, murmuring as his tongue moved within her cleave, and she caressed the other, girls' fannies, her lips moving over the sides of the tits closest to her. They slid their fingers through her hair as they kissed, her tongue sliding between their nipples, their cuts throbbing between his thumbs and palms. Krisi raised up, her breath catching, and he moaned into Fiona as Krisi's carnal convulsions sent surges of volcanic heat through him.
Krisi slipped to the ground, and the night air cooled the nectar coating his reddened staff. Paula mounted him, Fiona and Margerie kissing as they caressed, his tongue thrusting within Fiona as Paula's tight sheath encased him
He cried out into Fiona's snatch when his come hosed up into Paula's underbelly, and Fiona came. Time blurred for him as his spunk gushed into their depths, their tastes blending in his mouth Eventually, the four of them lay sprawled together in the moonlit clearing, languidly caressing one another.
"You'll have to come and visit again," Fiona smiled, "or visit and come again."
"Ah, why be greedy?" Paula said, and the girls looked at one another, and smiled a. their eyes turned to Len.
Dressed, the girls entered the school, careful not to be seen, and they showered and changed clothes in Krisi's and Margerie' room. Krisi went out, locating Lori in one of the rec rooms, and Fiona called her out a few minutes later.
Lori's mouth opened with surprise as the girls stepped aside to reveal Len, his erect tool exposed. Smiling with delight, she slid her hand along his shaft, and Fiona whispered to her as the others undressed him. She nodded and Paula entered the rec room.
"Uh, I know what a jerk I've been," Paul said as the girls looked at her. "And I'd like to give you a little – no, a big something to make up for my behavior," she said contritely, and the girls looked at her suspiciously, their expressions changing as she stepped back and moved the naked Len into the rec room.
He looked at the girls with a nervous smile as they slowly stood up, their eyes moving over his lithe body, and centering in on his stiff prick. They moved toward him, and he and Paula grinned at one another as the girl began to caress him, and to remove their clothes.
Wayne held Ella's lush hips as she sat back, the pink bud of her anus opening around his knob Her eyes closed, her face lifted as he bobbed within her, gradually moving up into the blowing heat of her ass. His shoulder muscle bunched as the hot tightness of her rum clutched him, and then her rich ass cheeks were pressed against his hips, her back against his chest. She leaned to the side, turning her head, and they kissed, one of his hands at her large breasts, his other hand at her cunny, his fingers stroking her lips.
"It's nice to know there are teachers who have something to teach you," Lori said, and Wayne and Ella looked around, amazed to see her, Fiona, Paula, Krisi and Margerie.
"Lori still gets you first – of the student body," Fiona smiled, she and the others having undressed after slipping silently into the room, and they moved around to encircle the couple.
"And a very lovely body it is," Wayne said tightly as he continued to move within the tightening and loosenings of Ella's rectum.
"But until he's ready…" Paula smiled at Ella, and the woman smiled warmly, pleased at the obvious change in her.
Margerie and Fiona moved onto the bed and began to caress Ella's tits as they each licked and sucked a nipple. Lori sat down against her heels and began to lick end caress Wayne's balls and root. Straddling Lori, Krisi caressed Ella's hips as she kissed and tongued her cleave.
Ella rocked atop Wayne as Krisi tongued her slit, Fiona and Margerie kissing her breasts, and she licked at Paula's clit, her ass bouncing atop the hard spire of his tool. He thrust his tongue high into the girl's box, his balls swollen with come, Lori's tongue licking them as she stroked his root, and his prick's throbbing grew deeper and deeper as it moved within the pullings of Ella's ass, his mind spinning with ecstasy.
Coming, his body shook, his jism blasting free, and, in the midst of the rapturous seizures blurring his mind, he thought that this gave meaning to the term "summer session."
"Now, it's time to ball me," he heard Lori say, and he grinned, hearing the other girls call out for their turns.