School's In Session

Jack had tried to hold his own orgasm back, but he knew he wouldn't last too long the first time when he had seen this incredible woman standing at the top of his classroom. Grunting as he feels her pussy squeeze his cock and her mouth bite his shoulder, he can't help but explode into her and thrust his hips as high and hard as he can. He squirts one, two, three times deep into her and feels his juices mix with hers as they start to come down from the heady pleasure. He moves his hands back down to her hips and holds her onto him tightly to savor the last few spasms around his cock.

J.J.'s head rests on Jack's shoulder as she starts to catch her breath. When she feels another pair of hands trail softly down her back, she gasps and arches away from Jack in surprise. But when she feels those hands slide around her sides with smooth assurance to cup her breasts, she can't help but let out a throaty moan. Something about that touch - so knowing, but so gentle - erases any fear and surprise she has and replaces it with even more lust and desire.

His eyes still closed as he too recovers, Jack hears J.J.'s gasp and moan. He's about to ask her what's wrong, but freezes when he hears another female voice in the room.

"You should really lock your office door, Jack. At least if you're going to have fun in here and don't want anybody to know."

Jack looks incredulously - and a little fearfully, truth be told - over J.J.'s shoulder. It's Cheryl Lynn, a fellow professor whose office is just a few doors down the corridor. Petite Cheryl Lynn - even shorter than J.J. - who usually wears her dark hair up but Jack sees it's now let loose and wild around and down her back. With her wide mouth and the beauty mark next to her eye, she has always reminded Jack of movie stars like Audrey Hepburn or Vivien Leigh.

Cheryl Lynn has an approachability about her, however, a sexiness that every once in a while she physically shows by wearing a low-cut blouse - like the one she's wearing right now - and a quick and flirtatious wit that matches Jack's own.

To add even more shock and fear to the thoughts racing through Jack's mind, he now realizes whose face he saw in that brief instant he had looked at the classroom door as J.J. was so expertly sucking him off. It was Cheryl Lynn's face - but was it his imagination playing tricks on his memory when he thought he had seen her smile at him with pleasure and admiration in that brief instant?

Cheryl Lynn's face breaks out in a wide and salacious grin and she winks at Jack. "But don't worry now... I locked it for you."

Before Jack can respond with some lame and vague excuse, Cheryl Lynn turns J.J.'s head to face her and gives her a long, deep, passionate kiss. J.J. unthinkingly responds to this and runs her hand through Cheryl Lynn's midnight tresses. Jack watches this exchange and his mind starts to turn away from excuses or explanations, probably helped by the fact his cock immediately and unthinkingly responds to the scene before him.

J.J. has no idea who this woman is, but her touch - and most definitely her kiss - awakens something in her. J.J. has always known she was bisexual, but she usually needed time to get to know a new partner first. But the craziness of this situation - J.J.'s new-found enjoyment of power over Jack and the thrill of possib... well, actually getting caught now - pushes away any doubts.

J.J. slips her hand in between the woman's blouse and squeezes her bra-clad breast, feeling the hard nipple there. The woman moans and kisses J.J. even more fervently, their tongues intertwining and sparring with each other. Finally, the two break apart and J.J. stares into the woman's topaz-colored eyes, seeing the same lust and passion she must have in her own.

"Hi there, I'm Cheryl Lynn."

J.J. giggles at the ease of the introduction given the circumstances. "Hi yourself, I'm J.J."

The woman smiles at her and nods at Jack. "Nice to meet you. Seems we have a friend in common here."

J.J. realizes that Jack's cock has not wilted since he exploded deep inside of her, but is still rock-hard and thick in her pussy. She turns and sees him half-smiling at the both of them, but can feel his blood beating fast and his eyes holding a small spark of doubt and fear.

Cheryl Lynn must have seen the same spark because she stands and starts to undress. "Hey, Jack, why don't you let your lady friend sit for a while and relax? Maybe I can show you a thing or two."

J.J. lifts herself off of Jack's cock with a momentary sigh of loss at the void she always feels when he pulls out of her, but is soon entranced by the sight of Cheryl Lynn revealing her body. Jack is silent too as he stands and shuffles slightly to the side so that J.J. can sit down. Neither one of them quite knows where this could be going, but both of them are starting to feel that heat of passion and lust build again - this time divided between three people instead of two.

By the time J.J. sits in the plush office chair, Cheryl Lynn has kicked off her flats. She unbuttons her blouse and shrugs it off her shoulders, revealing a black lace bra that holds her medium-sized breasts up and out. With smooth self-assuredness, like she knows that Jack and J.J. can't take their eyes off her, she unbuttons her slacks and slides them down her toned legs to reveal a matching set of black lace boy-short panties.

As Cheryl Lynn unhooks her bra from the back and holds the cups in place with her other hand, J.J.'s hand sneaks down to her wet pussy. This woman's calm yet sexy demeanor is turning J.J. on even more than the great sex she just had with Jack did. J.J. slides her index finger up and down her moist pussy lips and gently rubs the tip of it against her clit, causing her to shiver with pleasure and sparks firing again throughout her body.

"Mmmmm, my dear, that looks good." Cheryl Lynn hasn't missed J.J. starting to pleasure herself and drops her bra on the office floor to reveal two generous breasts topped with large areolas and rigid nipples. She tweaks one of those nipples between her fingers as she watches J.J. slide her hand up and down.

"You don't mind, do you, Jack?" Not waiting for an answer, Cheryl Lynn kneels in front of J.J. and spreads her thighs open with both hands. Without hesitation, J.J. opens herself wide for this woman, her mouth hanging open as she watches Cheryl Lynn's face get closer and closer to her steaming sex.

Jack simply stands there, his mind a riotous confusion of thoughts and emotions. His cock, however, has no confusion whatsoever and stands tall and proud in reaction to the sight before him. Finally, Jack decides to just roll with it. Fuck it... in for a penny, in for a pound. When he realizes that he still has his pants and boxer shorts around his ankles, he chuckles self-consciously and proceeds to disentangle himself. But he never stops watching the sexy scene, one he never could have foretold but is increasingly more anxious and lustful to see, unfold before him.

Cheryl Lynn fully spreads J.J.'s legs until each of her ankles are resting on the armrests of the office chair. This fully exposes J.J.'s pussy and she can see how red, wet and engorged it has become. When she sees a trickle of a mixture of Jack's cum and J.J.'s juices start to seep out, Cheryl Lynn swoops down and captures it with a long swipe of her tongue starting at the bottom of J.J.'s pussy.

J.J. moans loudly as she feels that tongue expertly slide into her pussy and lap up those juices. Cheryl Lynn takes her time, exploring each nook and cranny as only someone who enjoys getting eaten out herself can. She slides her tongue to the top of J.J.'s pussy and darts the tip of it against J.J.'s clit. J.J. throws her head back in pleasure and twists her hard nipples with both hands.

When Cheryl Lynn slips her index finger into J.J.'s pussy and slowly starts to crook it in and out of her, J.J. gasps and stares down at the woman. Cheryl Lynn continues working on J.J.'s clit, alternating between stabbing it with the wet point of her tongue and suckling it in her mouth. In almost no time, J.J. can no longer handle the dual assault of Cheryl Lynn's tongue and finger and cums with a loud and deep moan into the woman's mouth.

Jack watches Cheryl Lynn hold J.J.'s thighs tight as she bucks in the office chair and suck J.J.'s juices into her mouth, though some of the juices escape to soak into the office chair. He has slowly been pulling on his cock with his right hand at the scene before him; usually, it would take him a while to cum a second time, but the two gorgeous and sexy women enjoying each other in front of him makes him wonder how long he'll be able to last the next go-around.

J.J. opens her eyes to slits and sees Jack fisting his hard cock. "C'mere baby..." she gasps as the spasms of her orgasm still rock her body. Jack steps around the kneeling body of Cheryl Lynn - though her sexy heart-shaped ass does not escape his attention - until his hips are near J.J.'s head. J.J. pushes Jack's hand off his cock and replaces it with her own. As she squeezes and pulls on his steely cock, she sees a drop of precum ooze out.

Without thinking, J.J. pulls Jack's cock to her mouth and sucks the head of it between her lips. Jack moans at the suction and J.J. tastes his precum slide down her throat. Wanting more, she licks all around the top and bottom of his cockhead, sticking the point of her tongue into the hole at the end as well. She feels Jack cup the back of her head with his hands and moans around his cock in approval. Though the power she had over him before was intoxicating, J.J. wants Jack to have his way with her now.

Sensing that, Jack tightens his fingers into J.J.'s short hair and starts to thrust in and out of her mouth. He doesn't try to force his cock down her throat; he knows that both of them will enjoy it more if she can lavish all the attention she can on it without worrying about gagging. J.J's saliva collects around his cock, saturating his balls as he slowly fucks her mouth with his thick cock.

Though neither one of them has noticed, Cheryl Lynn has been watching the two of them since J.J. first spoke to Jack. She gently flits her fingers against J.J.'s pussy, keeping it wet and aroused but not stoking the fire in there... not yet. She slips her fingers between her soaked panties and into her own pussy, matching the movements she makes on J.J. As she watches J.J. pleasure Jack, Cheryl Lynn bites her lower lip and makes her decision.

Standing up, Cheryl Lynn puts her hands on her hips, cocking them to one side. "Well, I'd say it's only fair that I get the benefit of that lovely mouth your girl has, Jack. Especially since it's twice now that she's sucked your cock."

J.J. pulls her mouth off Jack's cock in momentary confusion - twice? - but is distracted by the sight of the petite woman before her. Cheryl Lynn shimmies out of her black lace boy-shorts and kicks them to the side. Sliding her hands down her legs and back up to her waist, Cheryl Lynn frames her pussy and both Jack and J.J. can see and smell her arousal.

"Get up, honey. Like I said, it's my turn." J.J. slides off the chair, but doesn't let go of Jack's cock. She slowly works her hand up and down his cock, matching what Jack was doing when he watched the women earlier. Neither Jack nor J.J. is in control now; Cheryl Lynn dictates what happens next and both of them are happy to oblige her.

Cheryl Lynn sits in the office chair and beckons to J.J. As J.J. lets go of Jack's cock and turns toward Cheryl Lynn, Cheryl Lynn cups her face in both hands and kisses J.J. again. J.J. responds back and runs her hands over the soft skin of Cheryl Lynn's shoulders and chest. J.J. breaks the kiss and plants small kisses down Cheryl Lynn's cheek to her neck and collarbone. J.J. feels Cheryl Lynn run her fingers through her short brown hair, gently pushing her head even further down.

J.J. kisses all around Cheryl Lynn's right breast as she cups it in her right hand. Loving the feel of the soft skin and heft to it, J.J. would stay longer if she didn't feel Cheryl Lynn guiding her even further down her body. Kneeling in front of Cheryl Lynn, J.J. watches her spread her pussy lips wide and run her fingers up and down them.

"This is just for you today, honey, so enjoy it," Cheryl Lynn coos.

J.J. replaces Cheryl Lynn's hands with her own, feeling Cheryl Lynn's juices coat her fingers. She sucks two of her fingers into her mouth, tasting the juices there. J.J. then slides those two fingers deep into Cheryl Lynn's pussy and starts to work them in and out of her tight and wet channel.

Cheryl Lynn moans deep in her throat and spreads her legs even wider to give J.J. better access. J.J. can't resist getting a taste from the source, though, and slides her tongue deep into Cheryl Lynn's pussy, above her thrusting fingers. She licks up to Cheryl Lynn's protruding clitoris and sucks the fleshy knob between her lips, all the time continuing to fuck Cheryl Lynn's pussy, now with a third finger added in to stretch her out.

Cheryl Lynn thrusts her hips in time to J.J.'s motions and feels the wave of her own orgasm start to build and crest inside her. Looking over at Jack, the first thing she sees is his cock - harder, thicker and throbbing more than any cock she has seen in a long time. Oh, that's nice... but maybe next time. Cheryl Lynn smiles, partly to herself and partly to Jack.

"Go on, Jack... I can tell you want her. Fuck that nice little pussy while it's so open and inviting."

Jack's attention had already been riveted on the scene before him, but it's torn between watching J.J. orally pleasure his colleague and the way her sexy ass clenches and sways in front of that office chair. When he hears Cheryl Lynn's command and J.J.'s moan of approval even through a mouthful of pussy, he has absolutely no problem complying.

Kneeling behind J.J.'s sweet ass, he runs the head of his throbbing cock up and down her pussy lips. Ordinarily, he would take his time and slide every inch of his cock slowly into J.J's pussy so they both could enjoy the slow buildup of pleasure. But this whole crazy scene has made him insatiable and he can't help but thrust mightily into J.J. with one push. Thankfully, J.J. is dripping wet and his cock is wet with J.J.'s saliva and his precum, so his cock slips into her wet folds easily.

J.J. moans deeply as she feels Jack's cock fill her so completely and so fast. As he starts to thrust in and out of her, J.J. more rapidly fingers Cheryl Lynn's pussy and suckles her clit harder into her mouth. Cheryl Lynn grasps J.J.'s head in her hands and holds her mouth tight against her pussy, grinding on that questing tongue.

Jack knows that he won't be able to hold back his orgasm very long... these two sexy women before him have eliminated any chance of the usual delay he has between orgasms. They've driven him almost mad with desire and he slams his cock back and forth into J.J.'s accommodating pussy. He pulls her ass cheeks out and apart so that he can watch his cock slide in and out of her pussy, watching her pussy lips cling to every inch and drenching it with her juices.

J.J. screams in pleasure as Jack ravishes her pussy. Resting her head on Cheryl Lynn's stomach, she tries her best to continue sucking on the woman's clit, but can only manage to lick it when Jack's thrusts push her into Cheryl Lynn's pussy. Jack's thrusts do allow her to keep thrusting her three fingers into Cheryl Lynn's pussy, though; Cheryl Lynn's entire pussy area is now awash with her juices.

Cheryl Lynn gently holds J.J.'s head against her stomach and feels her orgasm start to peak. But she knows how she wants this little scene to end - with a trifecta of orgasms - and just how she can make it happen.

"Cum in her, Jack... fill up that pussy with your cock and cum. Do it now and make her cum around your cock at the same time. Do it!"

Jack's hips are a blur as he grips J.J.'s hips and relentlessly plows her pussy. Cheryl Lynn's words send him over the edge and he slams his cock deep into J.J.'s tight and wet pussy one last time. Grunting, swearing and breathing heavily, he unleashes more cum in J.J. than he thought he ever has in his life.

J.J.'s mouth drops open as she feels Jack explode deep in her time and again and her pussy clamps down tight on his spasming cock. As her own orgasm courses through her body and makes her shudder and shake around Jack's cock, she has barely enough presence of mind to twist her hand up in Cheryl Lynn's pussy so that she can use her thumb to rub Cheryl Lynn's juices against her clit.

Cheryl Lynn grips the arms of the office chair tightly and feels her body let loose with the group's third orgasm. Her pussy clamps down on J.J.'s fingers and her juices coat her hand and run down the office chair. Cheryl Lynn tosses her head back and moans long and loud as her orgasm deeply shakes her and leaves her tingling with orgasmic aftershocks.

After that, the only sound in the room is the labored breathing of all three as each of them slowly come down from their individual heights of pleasure. Jack is bent over J.J.'s ass, his cock still throbbing deep in her pussy and his whole body quivering; J.J.'s pussy oh-so-slowly stops squeezing his cock. J.J's body almost completely lies on the carpeted floor, both hands lying limply at her sides, her ass being the only raised part of her... mostly because Jack still holds it up with his cock buried inside her.

Cheryl Lynn gently slides her fingers through her pussy lips and brings them to her mouth to suck up the juices. Sliding out of the office chair, she kneels down to pick up her shirt and slacks but gives J.J. a deep kiss before she stands. Slowly putting on her clothes, but without her bra and panties, she smiles as she watches the two sweaty bodies before her.

Cheryl Lynn grabs her bra and panties and throws them on the office chair. Holding her flats in her hand, she steps to Jack's office door, unlocks it and opens it a crack. Before she opens it more, she turns to both of them and smiles through her tousled dark hair.

"I'll get those back from you next time." With that, she slips through the door and closes it behind her.

J.J. turns her head to look at Jack with tired surprise and sees in his eyes that they share the same thought and response. Both start to smile as the implication sets in.

Next time?