Chronicle - Mel and Chris Ch. 03

"Yeah," Dixie's voice no firmer, "like that."

No one kept track of time beyond Mel's increasingly insistent moans and Chris's pants, their mouths separated and their eyes locked, her arms around his back, her legs squeezed him.

"You should... feel...," Chris said without looking to either side, "how her pussy grabs my cock every time..."

"I'll teach you guys that later," Mel said, her voice a near match to Chris's normal timbre, his having gone even rougher, their two watchers simply stared.

"Oh, yeah, ahh...," Mel closed her eyes, moaned, "yes!"

She thrust her hips completely off the bed and met Chris mid-stroke, stopped him, lifted him an inch, before his momentum and gravity practically bounced Tracy and Dixie off of the bed. Mel opened her legs to release him and he withdrew and in an intricate move lifted, her legs went straight as he lifted and straddled her.

"Heads down with me," Mel ordered, her voice deep, rough, both young women forced to obey, "pump his cock, c'mon."

She put her hand on the cock, it was joined by two slightly smaller ones and they used its ample cover of Mel's to stroke it, they laid their heads next to Mel's and Chris moaned as he shot a stream of cum, much of it caught in Mel's open mouth and the rest along her nose and forehead, she turned his next shot to catch a surprised Dixie across the cheek, forewarned Tracy was ready and wrapped her mouth around the head and refused to release it as she coaxed out the last of this load directly onto her tongue.

Chris pulled back, Mel pulled Tracy's mouth to hers and Tracy quickly opened her mouth and shared their mutual loads of cum, she nudged Tracy away and pulled Dixie close, kissing her face to suck of the cum, Dixie's mouth opened more in surprise than willingly kissing. Chris knelt at the foot edge of the bed, his cock still stiff and dripping.

Mel sat up, got the two students to do so as well. She edged over and motioned for Dixie to stay.

"Go to him, Tracy," Mel said, voice still deep, slow, "use your mouth to check his cock. Make sure it's good and hard, then pull him to you. You should be nice and wet?"

The girl nodded to that last bit, she moved so she could crawl to Chris, kissed his cock, he caressed her sweaty back and shoulders, reached under and softly pulled at her large nipples. She managed to get a third of it into her mouth. Mel sat at the edge of the bed, her left leg off of the bed, her right splayed and pulled Dixie to sit against her, the demon's arms around the girl to caress her tits with one hand, the other traced down her flat but not muscular stomach to find her hairless clit. As she watched her virgin friend rise up so she could kiss Chris, one hand on the cock that never flagged, she leaned back against Mel, stroked down Mel's arm with one hand, the other on Mel's firm, athletic thigh.

"Lie back, Tracy," Chris whispered in her ear, "don't worry, we'll take it slowly."

The girl lay on her back, he nudged her legs apart as he moved up her body.

"I want at least a few hits like she got," Tracy whispered back, "but maybe not the first couple."

Chris balanced on one arm, arched his back until his cock was almost in place, joined his hand with Tracy's to reach down and rub the head the from the bottom to the top of her slit and back, he stopped, moved forward so the tip was in. He pushed into her slowly as he locked his eyes on her, watched her mouth form into a soundless 'O' as he intruded more of his flesh into her body.

"Had fingers in there," she said, "wouldn't let Asha use a dildo. Next time. More, please."

Chris pushed more into her, she shifted her body until she purred, having found the angle she wanted. He didn't go all the way, stopped when he saw her face go from ecstasy to doubt, pulled back, she was extremely wet, her own orgasm and the show had done their job preparing her. He pushed in again, maintained his limitation as he gained speed very slowly.

"Can he cum again?" Dixie asked Mel. Both girls had confirmed they were on the pill, Dixie since starting college and Tracy since the beginning of the current school year when she'd decided she'd had enough of virginity.

"Yup, not found a limit yet," Mel said into her ear, but loud enough Tracy could've heard, if the girl could hear anything. Her eyes were closed, her breathing fast, rough, there was no blood, only leakage of her plentiful juices as the cock forced everything but its flesh from its tight receptacle.

Chris hadn't felt a pussy like this since that night not quite a year ago in Mexico. What Mel's flesh could do to his cock was unparalleled, Maria was talented and , but Shelly and now this Tracy were both enthusiastic but hadn't yet figured out how to move their bodies in complementary fashions. That was fine. He focused on making sure he made contact with the sensitive spots inside of her body as she twitched and moaned to the unfamiliar feelings. He saw her face scrunch a couple of times so he carefully controlled his depth.

That meant he had trouble pressing against her clit so he put his mouth to her ear.

"If you need to touch your clit, won't bother me."

She opened her eyes at that, her smile made clear she'd wondered about that, but she kept her hands on his shoulders. He glanced, saw Dixie's mouth open, her breathing hard, as Mel worked that girl's clit with her fingers, Mel's eyes bore into his, her demonic smile topped by horns encouraged him on.

Tracy moved her hips, in as close an imitation to Mel as she could manage, as her choppy breath showed she was close to a climax. Chris could've made it through this girl and Dixie before his own climax, but this was for show. He wanted the girl to know she'd affected him, he adjusted his angle. The girl surprised him by wrapping her arms more tightly and her legs around his hips to pull him fully into her, she gasped at the intrusion, but she dropped so he could pull back and push fully into her again, her eyes closed tightly and her mouth opened.

"Aahhh," was followed by no recognisable words as she jerked against Chris to make sure his last few strokes were fully into her, as Mel had done she wrapped him to pull him to a stop as her body worked its last few spasms. She held him until her breathing settled then released him.

Show me," she said, her voice had found some of Mel's rasp, he pulled out, her mouth quirked at the loss, and he straddled her, their joint efforts brought forth a slightly less expansive load all over her tiny tits and their majestic nipples. At the end he leaned and she sucked on the tip. Then she collapsed, her head dropped, her eyes closed. Chris adjusted himself so he could kiss her slowly, their mouths opened and their tongues danced. Chris heard Dixie half-scream as Mel brought her to another climax.

"Goddamn," said Dixie, loud enough to be heard by all, between ragged breaths, "why the fuck couldn't my first time have been like that?"

"Maybe this time," Mel said, kissed the girl, nudged her a bit. Chris and Tracy had broken their kiss, Chris knelt above her, the girl's eyes were closed and she breathed slowly and deeply. Mel worked her leg around Dixie, stood. She put her hands on Dixie's shoulders.

"Why don't you and Chris make out a bit, give him a chance to catch his breath and your pussy might be a bit sensitive for a minute, I'll go get us some water."

She leaned past the seated girl, Chris leaned forward and kissed Mel, slowly, again their mouths opened and tongues slowly caressed each other. She broke off, smiled, her hand touched his cheek and chin, she turned and walked out.

By the time she'd returned with two plastic cups of water Dixie moaned as Chris pushed into her with strokes about the force he'd finished with Tracy, the sounds of Dixie's grunts clear. Tracy was on her back, her head turned toward them, her hand idly fingered her own slit.

Having covered Dixie's chest with a new, even more diminished stream, Chris drank half of a glass in one long swig, Dixie had dragged herself to a half-sitting position, she'd had another orgasm during the fuck and with the previous ministrations the exhausted satisfaction on her face was clear.

Tracy sat next to her, her head on her taller, bustier friend's sweaty shoulder, their hair both sweaty and rather askew. Having finally shed her shoes upon her return, Mel and Chris were next to them, kissing softly and Mel's hand stroked his cock back to wakefulness as he pinched and pulled her nipples.

"Those are the most awesome tits I've ever seen," Tracy mused, an 'uh huh' from Dixie. Mel broke the kiss, pushed Chris down, opened a section of the bookcase headboard and grabbed a plastic bottle, then laid herself on the bed, her knees bent and her stockinged feet at the head of the bed.

"Tracy," she said in a deep, slow husky voice, "ready for your next lesson?"

The dark-haired girl smiled, nodded and kissed Dixie quickly on the cheek.

"Straddle me," Mel guided her, "your pussy on my face."

She obeyed, had Mel's tongue on her well-exercised clit and lips immediately. Chris positioned his rested erection behind her and slid it between Tracy's pussy lips and Mel's mouth. He pulled back and Mel nudged him into position and he slid the first third of his cock into the thin body of their student.

"Ah, oh," Tracy said, a mix of pleasure and discomfort, "tender..."

"Yeah," Mel purred at her, "it's like exercising, need to build up. Don't worry..."

Chris took the bottle from Mel and squirted lube onto his fingers, Tracy gasped slightly as he pressed on her back opening but then she wiggled her hips, her thin ass seemed to anticipate what was next as Chris slid one finger past her ring, pulled back, put two in. She pushed back slightly, but his cock prevented her moving too far.

"I'm ready," she said, she kissed toward Mel's crotch, the difference in height meant she had trouble reaching Mel's clit properly.

"You heard her," Mel said, her eyes looked up at Chris. He withdrew, lubed his cock thoroughly, saw the confused look on Dixie's face, her mouth moved as she understood. Chris placed the head of his cock at Tracy's pink, puckered opening and felt the girl push back at him, he raised an eyebrow, saw Mel's smiling eyes before he slowly but firmly pushed himself into her rectum. Her head rose, her neck bent back, an extended and audible 'aaahhh' from her. He pushed deeper as she wiggled her hips slightly, as if to pull him in. She finally grunted as he had all but the last two finger widths buried, deeper than she'd taken most of her pussy fuck.

He pulled back until only the head remained, she groaned, he saw Mel's eyes closed, her head moved as she licked and sucked the girl's other erogenous zones. Chris found a slow but steady rhythm that elicited heavy breathing and moans but no sounds of distress from the girl, any thoughts of returning the favor by licking Mel forgotten in her climb to yet another climax.

"Ah... oh... fuck!" Tracy jumped slightly and her ass squeezed Chris's cock enough to stop him, he saw Mel's head go still, her arms supported the girl as her legs wobbled, she put her forehead on Mel's taut lower abs. Chris waited for a count of three then pulled back very slowly, her ass clamped shut as he withdrew fully. He leaned over her back, kissed the nape of her neck and she responded by turning so he could kiss her lips. He rose, with Mel's help she flopped onto her back to lay next to the demon.

"Awesome," Tracy said, her eyes closed, "even better than my butt plug..."

Chris raised an eyebrow, caught Mel doing likewise, Mel mouthed 'explains that!'

"You've gotta try that Dixie, you so have gotta try that..."

Mel looked at the reddish-haired girl, her face a mask of apprehension.

"There's baby wipes in the headboard, Dixie, get them, then c'mon," Mel purred, "same thing, I won't let him hurt you..."

Dixie bit her lower lip but finally crawled over, Tracy's right eye opened a slit, she smiled, as her friend positioned herself. Despite liberal use of lube and Mel's best tongue efforts, no more than a quarter of Chris's cock could penetrate the girl's ass without too much discomfort. Another round of baby wipes to clean Chris's cock off and they jointly brought Dixie to a final orgasm with a combination of a doggy-style pussy fuck and Mel's mouth.

"Let's get cleaned up," Tracy said to her friend a short while later as she slid off the bed, Chris and Mel sat cross-legged next to each other, Dixie followed her and they went to the bathroom.

"My turn," Mel's deep, raspy husk, as she rubbed an overly generous amount of lube onto Chris's still hard cock, "you haven't cum in a while and neither have I."

She got onto her hands and knees and he wasted no time pushing his full length past her anal ring, his pelvic bone hitting her ass, drawing a grunt. Within a half-dozen strokes he had a high-speed rhythm going that shocked both young women when they returned, they paused, approached the bed slowly.

"Fuck," said Tracy, "I thought I did pretty well..."

Without a mouth to help, Mel had retrieved her vibrator and had it going on her crotch.

"Flip," she said, Chris pulled out and slid off of the bed, Mel flipped herself in a smooth move and landed with her ass at the edge of the bed, Chris had re-entered her almost before she'd landed, the vibrator battled with the sounds of flesh hitting for dominance.

"Suck my tits, girls," Mel ordered, neither considered disobeying, Tracy ran to the far side of the bed, they climbed on to suck her extremely hard nipples into their mouths, but both sets of eyes looked downward to watch the entirety of Chris's flesh disappear into the demon on each stroke. Chris heard the shift in Mel's breathing, pushed himself even faster, hoped the two students would enjoy what was about to happen.

"Watch," he said simply, slowly, as much moan as word. They obeyed, lifted their heads for a clear view between Mel's widely spread thighs.

"Aaahhh, fuck!" Mel screamed and a high-pressure stream of cum blasted from her cunt as Chris hit full depth, he pulled back and rammed himself home again to draw forth a second, almost as heavy shot, before Mel wrapped her thighs around his back and held him, a third, scant squirt followed, a half-dozen dry spasms left her silent, breathing heavily.

"Did you see that?" Tracy asked softly, she looked up at a smiling Chris, at Mel, her mouth open, her eyes closed, then at Dixie.

"I've... wow...," said the second student, "I didn't think girls could do that..."

"Demons can," Mel said with the deepest and raspiest voice Chris had ever heard, her eyes still closed, his cock did its twitch, "best part coming, get ready for it. Move with me."

She released Chris and he pumped his cock in and out of her ass, cum dripped down his abs, his thighs, off of Mel's ass and thighs.

"Now," he said, he backed up, stood, Mel lifted herself and sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and she turned him slightly to face Tracy, she quickly pulled his dripping prick into her mouth and sucked greedily and noisily at his load and held him, the light load not even a challenge to her inexperience, her hand held his ass and she resisted Mel's efforts to give anyone else a chance. Mel mouthed 'sorry' to the second girl, Chris was pretty certain from Dixie's expression she was fine with it. Tracy finally released Chris and turned to face Mel, read the demon's intent and met her halfway to join their mouths and share what the thin girl hadn't swallowed.

A few minutes later Mel and Chris were again cross-legged, next to each other on the bed, Dixie nudged Tracy.

"C'mon," she said, "come with me. Stay at my place tonight."

"You two can stay here," Mel said softly, "might be crowded here, next room we have a fold-out."

Dixie laughed sadly.

"My parents put me in the building I'm in because people spy," Mel and Chris squinted a bit at that, "if I don't go back, someone will tell. But if Tracy's with me, everyone knows she's my bestest friend. She's done sleepovers."

"Yeah," Tracy said, "keeping up appearances!"

"I'll drop you at your dorm in the morning, on my way to church, ok?"

Tracy nodded, they stepped to sort out their clothes.

"What time? You go to church?" Mel asked.

"About nine, gotta be at my parents by 9:30... It's a financial arrangement. I go to church, mouth the words, don't cause more scandals... They pay my tuition. I love them, they love me, but, we're... different."

She shrugged.

"Well, Tracy, want to come to breakfast with us? We'll come pick you up? We go while all these good people are in church."

"No need," she said, "I have extra clothes at Dixie's, she can just drop me off here. Take me to the dorm after?"

"Can do," Mel glanced at Chris, he nodded softly, "we'll wake up the lazybones in the basement to go with us! Know what Asha is doing?"

"She and Dave had D&D last night," Tracy said with a lilting laugh, "then she said she'd fuck him inside out all weekend and cook him meals! That beautiful weird geek girl is sooo in love, just won't admit it!"

"She cooks," Mel and Chris said simultaneously, quirked eyebrows at each other.

"Yeah," said Tracy as she dressed, took it as a simple question, "really well. I've had a few of her dinners!"

Their students dressed, Mel and Chris slid off the bed, each kissed Chris quickly but deeply while Mel retrieved her too-small robe.

"I'll walk 'em downstairs," she led them, they both mouthed 'goodbyes' to Chris, he followed, turned to the bathroom.

A few minutes later he'd emerged, his eyes hooded, tired, met Mel as she arrived at the top of the stairs. She met him, put her arm around him, had his do the same to her.

"Got one more?" she asked.

"Only if it's long, slow and requires lots of kissing," he said softly.

"Deal," they walked into the bedroom, he pushed the door closed with a quiet click.

The Gift

"What is it?" Mel asked as she sat in the second desk chair and turned the cardboard box over, "No markings."

They'd just arrived in his room after the usual Friday night racquetball and dinner, Teresa and Sam had gone with Anna and Bobby to the Green Parrot after their usual pizza, Anna had said it would have an interesting crowd. Fortunately you had to be twenty-one to enter and that had given Chris and Mel an easy out to get home and deal with the package from Asha without making up a false excuse. Mel had already delivered her bag of dirty clothes to the basement room where the washer and dryer would be employed over the weekend. They'd dropped their sports bags full of sweaty racquetball wear there as well and had brought their school backpacks to their room. Mel had a second bag with whatever selection of clean clothes she'd decided to add or trade with what she kept in 'her' closet and drawers in their shared-for-the-weekends room.

"No idea," Chris said, sat on his desk chair and opened a drawer, grabbed a small pen knife, pulled out the blade and offered it to Mel, "Dave met me in the lab today, gave it to me, told me that Asha had warned him of very dire consequences if he opened it. I think she and Helen are somehow in communication, he said her warning included mention of a knife applied to very sensitive parts of his anatomy."

"Hah. Maybe they were sisters in past lives," Mel chuckled, "other than a couple of words at Halloween I've only met her when she set up our little, um, 'tutoring session' with that cute Tracy and Dixie for this past weekend that got us this whatever-it-is. She's certainly an odd one."

"Also he told me to wait until we were here to open it. So, here we are."

Mel smiled, nodded, ran the knife carefully along the taped seam at the 'top' of the box, careful to go only deep enough to pierce the tape itself. She sliced sideways on each end and handed the knife back to Chris, he folded it and slipped it back into the drawer. She opened the box, crinkled newspaper provided a thin layer of padding around brown paper wrapped around a solid rectangular something. She held that and Chris took the cardboard and newspaper, inspected it all quickly, found nothing of interest and set it all on the floor behind him.