Miss Abrahams' descent into depravity - Sex Stories

Miss Abrahams' descent into depravity

... to reveal her knickerless crotch, she pointed at two vacant stalls. "Go in those, sit on the toilet seats and get your dicks out." "Then what happens?" "Then I'll piss all over your cocks while you jerk off. Should be fun!" And it certainly was - if somewhat messy. Melanie patted her damp pussy with toilet paper and left the two boys wanking thmselves off. * * * * * At Clare's house, Malanie gave her girlfriend the edited highlights of her interview in the Deputy Headmistress' study. "And did she get off?" "You better believe it, sweetheart! Came like a fucking fire hose." The two girls giggled and then hugged affectionately, as Clare tenderly stroked Melanie's pussy. "Thanks for this morning, babes." "I fancy being really dirty tonight," Melanie purred after a gentle orgasm. "What say we go and find this bukakke session that's supposed to go on in Randle's Wood on Friday night?" "Is it safe?" "Is lying naked in a dark woodland clearing, while half-a-dozen guys jerk spunk over your body safe? Who knows, babe, but let's give it a try shall we? I'm feeling so fucking horny." So it was that the two nubile 18-year-olds, dressed only in miniskirts and T-shirts, cycled into the depths of the woodland area which encircled their small township. Melanie was the first to spot the glimmer of the head-mounted torches worn by a group of hunky college football players. The two girls cautiously cycled into the clearing. "Hey guys, we've got visitors!" came a call. As they drew their cycles ...

... to a halt, Melanie and Clare were quickly surrounded by eight naked hunks. Muscular hunks, with huge semi-erect penises hanging between their thighs. Even before they had dismounted, appreciative hands were stroking the girls' legs and breasts. "Welcome to Randle's Wood bukakke, ladies," called the leader of the group. "Are you here for some fun?" "We certainly are," said Clare, swinging her leg over the bike's saddle to reveal to all she wasn't wearing knickers. "Cum fun?" asked another of the group. "You bet! bring it on, guys," said Melanie ethusiastically, as she peeled off her T-shirt, to reveal her small pert breasts. Clare quickly stripped as well. The hungry hunks closed in on the two teenagers. Slavering kisses were planted on necks and shoulders. Pussies were eagerly fondled and fingered. Bottoms were stroked and poked and finger-fucked. The two girls introduction to bukakke exceeded all expectations and an hour later they lay, side-by-side, drenched in semen. It ran over their breasts, it seeped between their thighs, it dribbled across their faces and trickled into their mouths. They held hands in delight and kissed. Greg, the bukakke team leader, gallantly helped the two girls to clean up and dress and then escorted them back to their bikes. "Gonna be OK getting home, you two?" "Sure," said a knock-kneed Melanie. "Wanna come by again next Friday?" "Love to!" "Hey, why not bring a friend? Three chicks in the circle to jerk off over would be extra-sexy! Know any cum ...