I was mortified. There was absolutely no sane way I could explain the whip in my hand. How could I have been so stupid as to accidentally leave Percy's room with the damned thing still in my hand?
But she spoke before I could answer. "I had no Idea you were such a strict disciplinarian, Millie," she said in a joking way. "That's a fine whip you have there, a really nice one. Maybe you and I should get together sometime soon and have a little chat. I'd be interested in that, would you?"
She had timed her little speech perfectly. We had arrived at the door to her room just as she finished.
I barely had time to say, ‘Well sure, I guess so," when she was inside her room and the door was closed with nothing more than a casual "Good-bye" from her.
I took a hot bath and pampered myself for about an hour before going to bed. What a strange night it had been! First of all, Percy's weird proposal; then meeting Roger and actually beginning to dig whipping, even though it had sounded like the screwiest thing in the world to me when I first heard of it. And finally being so dumb and carrying the whip out in the hail for Carrie to see, and then her bizarre comment. What could her wish to "get together sometime soon" mean? it obviously had something to do with the whip-she had just spotted it before she made the remark. But what exactly did she have in mind? Hell, she was the one who didn't even go for kids in the school. Row could it be that she would have an interest in the bullwhip, surely an even stranger sex trip than getting it on with kids?
Oh well, I told myself, that was what made Brightwater such a great place to work. You never knew what was going to happen next. I dozed off and slept like a baby ‘till morning.
The next day I was tempted to tell Kate about my adventure, but didn't quite. get up the nerve.
She was plenty loose, all right, but something as weird as whips and panties on a teen-aged queer might be a bit much even for her broad mind.
During the afternoon I ran into Percy and he was ecstatic. He took me aside in the ball and gushed. He told me I had handled Roger perfectly, and that the kid had told him he was sure he could now go for girls as well as guys. Their desire had been fulfilled.
"You must have been fantastic with him," he said. "When I got back to my room last night, Roger couldn't tell me enough about how you had handled him. And he was so full of left-over heat that I got him to fuck me in the ass twice. Oh, it was glorious!"
"I do hope you had a good time yourself, Millie," he said. "I hope he gave you plenty of that nice big prick of his. Was everything all right? Did you need anything you didn't have? Were you comfortable in my bedroom?"
Percy was being so solicitous I felt I should say something. "As a matter of fact I did have a good time," I said "I might even say a great time better than I thought it would be. And everything was fine. There was nothing else we needed. I'm afraid we let that beautiful king-sized bed of yours go to waste, though. We did most of our fucking on the carpet."
"Queen-sized, darling," he corrected me with a glint of humor in his eye, before scurrying off down the hail.
I grinned to myself at his gay wit and went on to a class. By dinner I was very hungry. Brightwater was really agreeing with me. I gorged myself at the table, something I seldom do, and walked back toward my room with Kate. We passed a boy who had a very familiar face, and I suddenly realized he was the kid I had enjoyed such a groovy time with among the rocks down at the beach.
I asked Kate his name and she told me it was Gilbert.
"Like the way he looks?" she brightly asked.
"Yes," I said, "he's a real good-looking boy."
"Gilbert's a good fuck," she blandly stated. "I've had him in bed with a few times, and it was pretty great. He's got one of those things you and I both love, Millie-a cock that gets hard quick and stays that way for a long time."
"… And get hard again real fast after he gets his nuts off," I couldn't help adding.
Kate turned to me in surprise.
"You mean you've-" she began.
"Yes," I said with a chuckle, "I've had him too. Down at the beach one day."
Kate giggled. "The joke's on me," she said. "I thought I was telling you something you didn't know, and hell, you've had a fuck from him since I have. You're going to have to keep me posted, honey, on your latest exploits. I'm behind."
"A girl shouldn't tell everything," I quipped, "now, should she? Even to her closest friend"
"Guess not," she banteringly agreed. "I sure do wish you'd give girls a chance in your life, though.
And I'm not even coming on to you. We know each other better than that. The ones I'm talking about are the young ones. Take a little eight or nine-year-old to bed with you, Millie, or a little twelve or thirteen-year-old. I promise you you'll dig it. Or maybe a nice luscious sixteen-year-old, one with a big set of knockers like yours. You'd love it."
She paused and said, "I don't know what I'm mentioning ages so much for, though. You already know about that from the boys you've been with since you've been here. The girls are the same way young's better than old, no matter how you look at it. And young's even better than fairly young, like we are ourselves. Don't you agree?"
"I'll certainly have to say yes to that," I replied. "I've learned a lot since I came here to this school, and that's definitely high on my list. But as far as the sex of kids goes, I still dig on the boys. You know how much I love those little cocks."
"Okay, okay," she said good-naturedly, "but if you ever change your mind, just whistle. I could line you up with some awfully sweet little chicks."
I thanked her and headed for my room. As I rounded the corner I met little Caroline. There was an older girl with her I'd seen before. I spoke to them and went on put, but Caroline stopped.
"Wait, can we ask you something?" she called out.
"Sure," I said, "what."
"Well," she asked confidently, "Jana and I want to know If we Can come up to your room with a friend." I caught a new tone in her voice.
The shyness of a few days ago was completely gone now. Evidently Caroline's recent sexual experiences had brought her out of her shell and made her a much more open kid. Still, her request took me somewhat by surprise. I told I didn't know if she could or not, and asked her why it was necessary.
Jana spoke up. She was a girl who appeared to be sixteen or seventeen, with beautiful long blonde hair, and with a pair of fine tits on her rather slender frame.
"Both our rooms are being occupied at the moment," she explained, "by our roommates. You know, once in a while a girl wants to be alone if the guy's real special. So we don't have any place ‘to go with the boy we want to be with. It's a kid named Bobby."
I wondered if it could possibly be the young seven-year-old boy I had introduced to the pleasures of sex on his first arrival at Brightwater. I described, him, and learned that he was indeed the one they had in mind. Damn, the kid was really getting around. He was the same one that Percy had seduced. By now I had lost my sense of possession over the boy I found, so I wasn't up tight about it at all. Just curious.
"Well, I guess you can," I told them. "If you don't mind me being in the front room while you use the bedroom."
"No, that's fine," said Jane. "We won't bother you a bit, we promise. We'll be real quiet."
But then Caroline chirped up, "Could I stay in the front room with you, please," she asked me, "so I can watch them through the door? Can I, please?"
I didn't understand and asked them to explain.
Jana said she was the one who wanted to get it on with little Bobby. Caroline wanted to just watch the performance. And since Bobby was still pretty new to the school, they thought he might get up tight and feel constricted if he knew anyone was watching. And watching was exactly what Caroline was wanting to do.
"Yeah," she admitted, "I really like to watch people fuck. I love watching them get naked and fool around with each other."
Her statement reminded me of what Kate had told me about the threesome she had arranged during which Caroline had lost her cherry to my friend Petey. There had a lot of watching there in that scene. Perhaps that, coupled with the time she observed Kate introduce Kenny to the art of love on their first night at school, had nudged Caroline into the direction of voyeurism.
Oh well, what the hell. The kid had already been fucked by a boy and had got a taste of lez life by being fucked by Kate, a grown woman. She was hardly an untainted little lamb. So what difference did it make it she did find herself in the role of eleven-year-old voyeur?
I told them to go get Bobby and bring him on up, then went on to my room. I had a snack and a nice hot shower, then got out the papers I was going to grade that night. I could sit at my work table in the front room while the kids used my bedroom.
As I was toweling off my wet body, I watched myself in the mirror and mentally patted myself on the back for what nice tits I had. They were the kind of nice, fully rounded ones that any girl would be proud to have, I thought. I found myself thinking of sex, and wondered' how it would be to have Bobby naked in my bedroom without getting to fuck him. The presence of the girls didn't bother me any. But I found myself getting worked up over Bobby. He bad been a great turn-on for me the night I seduced him. It might be hard to keep my mind off him. Oh well, Jana and Caroline were the ones who had preference on him-it was they who had thought of it. I would just let them be.
Well, I might allow myself to just take a peek in at him once in a while… no morel Caroline would be looking in on them from my doorway, anyhow, so I could just take a peek over her shoulder once in a while. I had no right to barge in on their little party.
There was a knock at my door and Jane stood alone when I opened it. She said that they didn't want Bobby to know anyone else was in the place, so could I please hide somewhere as he was brought in? And Caroline would need a place to hide also, for the same reason. I agreed to their plan, and Caroline came in from around the corner while Jane went for Bobby.
"Guess the only place for us to hide is the front room closet." I said. "The bathroom's on the other side of the bedroom and we couldn't leave without Bobby seeing us."
Jana brought Bobby through the door and into the bedroom, taking care to leave it open enough to allow Caroline a good1 view. She and I left the closet and took up our positions, she on the floor by the bedroom and me at my working desk.
I was grading papers for only a few minutes before Caroline quietly approached my desk.
"Sure you don't want to watch?" she asked. "She's got him down to his shorts and now she's letting him feel her up. I bet she takes off her shirt next and lets him see her tits."
Her description of what was going on did whet my appetite, but I managed to refuse her invitation. "By the way," I asked her before she left my desk, "how did you and Jana get to be such good friends? She's five or six years older than you, so I'd think you'd run-around with girls your own ages."
"The way we met was when she asked me If I'd let her make love to me one day," Caroline blithely replied. "She had heard about me getting it on with Ms. Windstrom-I mean Kate-and said really like to tongue-fuck me and everything else if I'd let her. She said she was really glad I seemed to dig girls, because she just loved girls about my, age… something about how she's so hot for girls who are just starting to get titties, like I am. So I let her do it and it was really swell. I think I even liked it better than when Kate did it to me for the first time. That's how we know each other."
The kid walked away, as unconcerned as if she had just recited a book report.
I did fine until Caroline started making little noises, Jana and Bobby were far enough away that I couldn't bear them, but Caroline was well within earshot. At first I couldn't figure where the should was coming from. She wasn't making any noise with her mouth. But then I noticed one of her hands was out of sight. The little bitch already had such hot pants from watching that she was doing the same thing she obviously wanted to do the time Kate let her watch.
She had her hand under her loose skirt and was quite thoroughly engaged in masturbating herself. I went to her to remind her that Bobby night hear what she was doing and discover he was being watched, but when I got there I took a peek through the doorway, and what I saw made me admit to myself that no more papers would graded that night.
"Caroline," I whispered, "don't you think he might hear you… I could hear you way over there at my desk."
She jerked her hand from under her skirt and innocently said, "I wasn't saying anything."
I told her I knew she wasn't saying anything, but that her hand was making certain little noises: under her skirt.
She grinned. She was only somewhat embarrassed, and not in the least contrite. "lees," she whispered, "could you really hear me playing with myself?"
When I assured her that I had, she motioned into the bedroom and said she didn't see how Bobby would ever hear a little sound like that when they were so hard at it. I looked again and had to agree with her. And looking made me want to keep looking. I sat down behind her and observed the spectacle by peering over her shoulder.
"Goody," she said, "you gonna stay and watch?"
"Maybe for a little while," I said, knowing full well that I was there for the duration.
She sat without moving for only a few seconds before whispering, only with a small bit of shame, "Do you… do you care if I… you know, play with myself again? Look at what they're doing now-that makes me so tingly I just have to do something."
I could not remember anyone ever before asking my permission to masturbate. What does one say in polite society to such a request? is that covered in Emily Post?
"I don't see why not," I said. "Go ahead, it doesn't bother me any as long as you don't disturb them."
She thanked me warmly and snaked her hand back into her panties. I heard the elastic snap and then the slippery sound of her fingers at work again in that hot little pussy.
But what really captured my attention was what Jana and little Bobby were doing. Jana was lying on my bed with just her bra on-her panties had been removed for some reason before the bra-and Bobby was sitting on her stomach. She had her knees up to provide a place to lean his back, and he was seated on her cunt-swell with his face turned toward hers. He still had his shorts on, but there was an unmistakable little point jutting out from his crotch.
Jana had his hands on her bra and was letting him feel her up while she returned the favor by manipulating his peter through the material of his white cotton jockey shorts.
He had a shit-eating grin on his little face, as though he knew she wasn't going to keep that bra on forever and when she took it off he was going to get himself a nice handful of tit. Jana was looking at him with a very sensual, relaxed expression on her face. She was in complete control and she knew it. She could have that little cock out of his shorts and into her cunt whenever she wanted it, or she could get him to suck her tits for her just by taking her bra off and showing them to him.
We could hear every word they said.
"Remember what I let you do last time after I took my panties off and let you see my pussy?" she said.
"Yeah," Bobby eagerly replied. "Can I do it again?"
"No, not yet," Jana said, being fickle. "First I want you to put your mouth on it, I want-you to lick it, Bobby. Will you? I want to have you lick me all around the edge and see how far you can stick your tongue in. Okay?"
"Can't I suck your tits too?" he asked. "You let me do that first last time."
"Not yet," she withheld. "Maybe later if you're a good boy. I think you must like sucking my boobs more than my cunt."
He didn't answer, just turned around and grasped her legs. Now he was sitting with his back to her face, with his butt right up against her fully packed bra. He put his hands on her knees and she opened up her legs to him, letting him slide his hands down to her crotch. He put his fingers into her thick blonde pussy hairs and scratched around like he was looking for something.
"Come on, sweetie," Jana chided, "I know you can find it. I showed you last time. This time you have to find it yourself."
Bobby quickly reached the center of her muff and a quick twinge of passion crossed her face. It was easy to tell the kid had found the right spot.
"Not just your hands," she reprimanded. "Lemme have that nice warm little tongue of yours, right down there on it."
He lowered his shoulders, which she grasped between her thighs as he sank, and placed his face against the golden-brown abundance of her curly cunt-locks. Now his ass was toward her face and the front of his shorts pressed down against her stomach.
I saw the look in her eyes as she gazed at his neatly packaged little buns and envied her. I wished it was me there instead of her. How I would have loved to get those shorts off him and get his cock in my mouth.
It must have been mental telepathy. At that very moment she put her hand on his tightly-sheathed ass and hooked a finger underneath his waistband. The kid must have put his mouth right where she wanted it, because she seemed ready to return the suck job. She dragged his shorts off and took hold of his cock. When he felt his shorts being drawn down his legs, he wiggled his legs ‘till the pants were off on the bed and backed up along her stomach as far as possible without taking his mouth from her pussy. Neat as clockwork.
"That's it, honey," she encouraged, "back up, so Mama can reach that sweet little prick. Come on back. Ah, that's the way… that's it… now I can get it for you."
I had to watch helplessly as her lips closed over his cock. At this point I was wishing more and more that I was in her place. It was making me pretty damned hot, if you want to know the truth.
Now they were in a perfect sixty-nine position, with, both their mouths on each other's organs and their naked fronts in contact all the way from one end to the other. Jana undulated her ass up and down in a slow, tantalizing rhythm that moved both of their bodies together in a sensuous wave of firm young flesh.
I wasn't the only one worked up over what was going on, of course. Caroline was now openly and industriously frigging herself right on the floor in front of me. Her back was to me, but I could see that in the heat of her voyeuristic excitement she had snatched her underpants all the way down to her ankles and' had her dress all the way up to her belly. I could smell the kid's sex scent, and it was so clean and fragrant and youthful that it smelled awfully damned good to me, even though she was a girl.
I couldn't stand it anymore. I went ahead and grabbed my own meat. I didn't even bother to take down my panties and raise my skirt. I just stuck my hand down through the top and went at it like that. If only I could have been the one to have that kid on top of me! I'd already fucked him in the past, of course, but I wanted him right then and there.
I looked on with greed as little Bobby sucked and sucked ‘till he brought her off. She must have been a horny little gal for only sixteen. As soon as she quit jerking her ass, she got him up and turned him around and pushed his little hard prick into her hot fuckhole for another round. I couldn't tell by just looking whether he had come or not, but if he had already done so, then he had managed to raise another hard-on in seconds. As soon as she placed him in the saddle he drove his cock into her cunt as though he had just jumped into bed with her.
Now that he was facing her she gave him what he had asked for. She took off her brassiere and he put both hands on the first big juicy tit that sprang out.
"Yeah," she urged, "that's the way… now you can suck one, sweetie, now you can have it. You've been a very good boy, and Mama's gonna treat you right."
The kid really had a fantastic pair, I'll have to admit. They were almost as big as mine, and maybe even a little bit firmer. And she had the kind of tiny, extremely well-defined nipples that a lot of guys seem to like. They were the color of dark cherries, and sat pertly on the end of her boobs like small, exotic, tasty fruits.
Now he was really ploughing in-to her. It was incredible to think a seven-year-old could have the interest and the ability to fuck like he was doing.
"Aren't you glad you came to watch?" whispered Caroline. "Sometimes it's almost more fun to watch than to do things yourself, isn't it? Jeez, look at the way he's going at her."
When I started to answer I realized I was breathing so hard and fast that talking was almost a chore.
"Yeah," I managed,"… yeah."
But I couldn't really go along with the idea that watching was that much fun, however. I was perfectly willing to let the eleven-year-old use her own devices to satisfy herself, but I was needing a partner… badly.
And I knew exactly what I needed. A young kid, a boy… maybe even a boy as young as Bobby. It didn't make too much difference, just as long as he was clean and willing and anywhere from sixteen or seventeen on down. My God, if a boy were there he would certainly get turned on in a hurry-with Caroline and me finger-fucking ourselves to death and Jana taking the meat from Bobby all in the two rooms!
"Look at them now!" Caroline said.
As if I might tear my eyes away for even a minute! Bobby had already got tired of fucking her in the pussy for some reason, and was doing his six-year-old damnedest to get her to let him fuck her in the ass. Where the kid ever learned about such a thing I couldn't imagine. She must have been really loving it to let him do such a thing, because she hadn't even come yet from being cunt fucked. She flopped over on her stomach, with hardly a missed beat, and let Bobby jam his dwarf tool into her asshole.
But she also made him reach around her stomach and give her a finger job while he cornholed her. He was so light she could easily support his entire weight on her back, but he kept his feet on the bed for traction.
The whole damned scene was just too much for a girl to handle. I got up and dashed right into the room with them. I shook my clothes off and hopped right onto the bed.
"Jesus, Jana," I cried out, "he's using his cock on you, but his mouth is going to waste. Lemme get a nice tongue job from him while he cornholes you. Okay?"
I don't know what I would have done if she had said no-before she could answer I was already in place in front of them and offering my wit cunt to the kid, my legs spread open and pussy-juice dripping through my cunt-hairs like water.