“Of course I am Trish. I wouldn’t miss it for anything.” I reassured her.
“You better mister or else.” she purred as her hand slipped between my legs.
I selfishly admit, the only reason I had agreed to speak to another one of her graduating classes, was her promise of a very hot full body massage. The fact that her massages always turned into a couple of hours of wild body banging sex, was beside the point. Well, actually, that was the point.
My dear friend Trish who owned the massage school, was a striking 5’5″ 110 pound dirty blond that had a body made for sex. I had known Trish most of my adult life. And here, nearly twenty years later, Trish still had that well toned muscular physique she sported when she was a college gymnast . She had the classical hour glass figure, striking green eyes and the most delicious lips known to mankind. I swear she could suck the paint off of a new car. To say she was orally gifted was like assuming Michelangelo could paint. She was such a passionate kisser that sometimes she would orgasm while kissing.
Trish and I often went out for dinner or drinks, and our conversations nearly always gravitated towards sex. It was downright impossible for us to be together and not talk about sex, or have sex for that matter. She and I were perfect fuck buddies. We had had some of the greatest sex in every place imaginable over the years. Fantastic, earth shaking, body quaking, profusely sweating, name calling, cum squirting fuck sessions! What our significant others wouldn’t or couldn’t do for us, we did for each other. No strings attached. We only had one rule: to make sure the other came before we finished . What was really cool though, was we were perfectly content just being friends with benefits.
Trish took teasing me to art form. She loved to call and tell me the events of her day in vivid detail. It never took more than a couple of drinks for her to really open up about whatever was on her mind. But what had dominated her conversations for the past few months, was how badly she wanted to fuck each of these students. She knew I loved hearing the sordid details and she used the stories on me like foreplay.
So, as I promised her the day before, I showed up to her school on time and slipped quietly through the back door of her classroom and sat near the back wall. The pungent blend of incense and vanilla scented massage oil hung heavily in the air and nearly made me sneeze . The semester for Continuing Adult Education was ending today and I knew Trish was bummed. I knew this particular class had been by far, her favorite group of students. Nine women ranging from their late 20’s to early 40’s made up the majority of this charming class, and two young men in their twenties rounded out the group.
Now, from my perch in the back of the room, I studied the ladies of the class more carefully. Remembering Trish’s comments about each of the women, and now seeing them for the first time, it was almost like I knew them. One in particular, the gorgeous 40 something year old redhead that went by the nickname Red was in a league all by herself. Now, I too was making a short mental list of those women from the class I’d like to fuck. Oddly enough, it was all nine of them, starting with Red.
The majority of massage therapy training is hands on work and I knew for a fact that students got to practice their skills on each other throughout the semester. Those lucky little bastards I thought as I mentally groped the women in the group. What I would give to get my hands on each one of them I mused.
The mood in the classroom was casual and lighthearted as her students laughed and talked about whatever crossed their minds. As she listened to the class talk amongst themselves, Trish gave her lustful imagination the liberty to roam wild. After all, it was the last day of class and except for my brief speech, there was no real structure to the day’s agenda. In a couple of hours, she would hand them each a diploma and most likely, never see any of them again. Bummer!
Trish’s eye glazed over as her eyes darted aimlessly across the room. Her gaze moved from student to student. I knew her well enough to know that, one by one, she was mentally undressing them one last time. Perhaps for the last time, she was imagining how fucking one or even both of those young studs might have been, or how it would have felt to have their cocks pounding in her at the same time. Just last weekend she had told me for the first time that she wanted to experience double penetration. I toasted her boldness but declined the invitation to supply half the order.
Like me, Trish is a voyeur at heart. As a massage therapy instructor, she frequently took advantage of the opportunities to satisfy those cravings. She often bragged about getting peeks of her students as they dressed or undressed for massage class. Ironically, she got most of her viewing pleasure as she taught the students how to properly drape the sheet to insure client’s modesty. She loved how the top sheet fell nicely over the anatomy, leaving little to the imagination. No wonder she was horny as hell all the time.
As the conversations between students faded to a distant murmur, Trish’s fantasies came to life and she tuned out the noise in the room. She complimented herself once again at how easy it had been to get an erection out of either of the young men during class. It had almost become a source of pride for her to see how fast she could make the sheet magically rise on it’s own. Truth be told, she would have been greatly disappointed in herself if she had been unable to make these young men squirm on demand. She was working herself up really good. I knew my massage later would be one for the record books.
She panned the room, making meaningful eye contact with first one student, then another, and another. A few lustful smiles and lingering looks told of deeper desires still unfulfilled. As my gaze followed hers around the room, it was easy to see why she thought the women in this class could be models or porn stars. They were beautiful, well built and oozed sexuality. Trish’s eyes locked on the sensual stare of the gorgeous redhead on the front row. I watched the silent communication the two shared. It made me think of a story she had told me about this redheaded goddess. As I watched Trish and Red silently communicate, I figured both were reliving the story.
It was the highlight of the class Trish told me, in fact, it was one of her favorite moments in teaching period. It came when the redheaded bombshell lost all self control and shared a table shaking orgasm with the class. Trish had assumed that the fact that Red was recently divorced probably played a huge part in the intensity of the orgasm.
Trish’s face radiated as she recalled in great detail, the events of that day. She was using Red to demonstrate how to adjust the draping from one upper thigh to the other without exposing her to the world. With Red on her tummy, and feet spread beyond shoulder width, the technique called for a gentle push of the gathered sheet upwards, into the crotch area. After Trish had repeated the move several times, she began to notice Red’s buttocks twitch each time the wad of sheet was pushed against her delicate petals. To make sure she wasn’t imagining things, Trish repeated the motion with a bit more force and then did a marvelous acting job disguising the move as part of the training exercise. Even if all the other students had fallen for the bluff, Red was succumbing to Trish’s cotton covered probes. Each firm push of the soft cotton into Red’s cunt made her squirm a bit more, bringing her emotionally supercharged state of arousal closer to the point of no return.
With the other students all gathered around the table watching this impromptu lesson in the art of subtle molestation, Red was loving being on display for her classmates to enjoy. She later admitted to Trish that she loved all the attention and had patiently longed for the right opportunity to be naughty. Being that she was now a single woman again, she was highly aroused at being the center of attention. Hell, Red was damn glad to be getting any attention other than what her own fingers provided. The soft deliberate gropes Trish gave her only added fuel to the growing wildfire burning between her legs. The repeated nudging she was receiving was proving to be too much stimulation, and knowing all eyes were on her was bringing Red’s cauldron of passion to a boiling point.
Looking back, she guessed what really brought Red to the point of no return, was when each student took turns practicing their technique on her. By the time the fourth set of hands had fumbled their way around her most intimate regions, and had repeatedly pushed the wadded mass of smooth cotton firmly between her legs, it was too late. Without notice and no longer able to control her surging orgasm, she abruptly arched her back sending her ass slightly upwards as she erupted in a trembling heap of pelvic jerking thrusts. She tossed her red locks backwards as if her hair had been pulled hard and gasped loudly as her body stiffened in pure ecstasy. Her contracting muscles flooded the table with a strong uncontrollable gush followed by several less intense spurts. Her deep moans and the scent of her orgasm filled the air.
“Ohhhhhhhh my fffffuuuuuuckkkking gaaaa ……” Red moaned loudly as her hips pumped into the table. She shoved both hands underneath her body and between her legs as long slender fingers roughly rubbed her throbbing cunt. Smaller orgasms continued and rolled through her body like earth tremblors, finishing her off. Red laid quivering in a sheet soaked puddle of her juices, savoring the moment.
Her writhing about had exposed her lower body from the waist down and everyone on that end of the table got a real treat as droplets of her orgasm dotted their clothing. With her legs now spread wide, everyone got an eyeful of the thick red pubic hair that covered her now glistening lips. The image of everyone standing completely silent, eyes glued to her beautiful pulsating pussy, was powerful. In mocked shame, Red buried her face in her hands, half sobbing and half laughing. After laying there a few moments, she lifted her face, peeking between her fingers, to catch the reaction from her stunned and silent classmates.
“OH MY GOSH! I don’t know what to say except thank you, thank you, thank you.” she said, lifting herself to her elbows and brushing the hair from her flushed face. “I cannot begin to tell you how wonderful that felt. I reeeeaaaalllllly really needed that!” she said dabbing the tears from the corners of her eyes.
One by one, the classmates cleared their collective throats and mumbled some form of reassurance that all was okay. But as the students looked to Trish for her reaction, it was Trish who now had to grope for an excuse as to why her hand was firmly planted between her own legs.
Reliving that memory had left Trish’s cotton panties completely soaked. Damn good thing the white lab coat hid the wetness that had seeped through her pants. Just remembering how aromatic Red’s muskiness had made the air that day, turned Trish on all over again. Her vivid imagination had successfully taken her back to that unforgettable moment. She licked her lips and as suddenly as she had taken this brief trip down memory lane, it was over. The deafening silence of the group studying Trish’s odd behavior brought her back to reality with an embarrassed giggle.
“What? Did one of you ask me something?” Trish forced a faint laugh as she broke the silence.
“Are you okay Prof?” Red asked in a sultry tone as she cocked her head like a confused puppy.
“Ummm, yes. Don’t I look alright? Why do you ask?” Trish blushed.
“Oh, no special reason.” Red replied as her hand slipped between her own legs to press the seam of her shorts against her hard nub.
She watched Red’s fingers briefly tease at her clit and once again found herself unable to refocus. Her highly active imagination blurred the line between reality and fantasy as Trish’s mind raced from one erotic adventure to another. Trish was glad that she had stolen away to the ladies room before class and inserted her new toys. Her ass plug and the freshly inserted set of pure jade Ben Wa balls in her vagina were already coming in handy. And now, with everything firmly in place, her mind was incapable of nonsexual thoughts.
She was so aroused that she now questioned her decision to break in her new toys during class. Trish doubted she would even make it through class without soaking herself completely. Each step she took, each subtle shift of her hips, each squirm in her chair, each time she leaned on the desk’s edge, the new toys inside her exceeded her expectations. Oh sure she rationalized, she could probably hide the wetness of the flood if she did cum, but she would never be able to hide the loud and spontaneous moans and cries that always announced her orgasms. I watched with great interest as her mind and body struggled for possession of her better judgment.
Trish looked at me with eyes that begged for me to come rescue her from herself. So, clearing her throat, Trish’s voice faltered slightly as she introduced me. In an attempt to take the focus off of herself, she pointed to the back of the room in my direction as she gave me an abbreviated, yet glowing introduction.
Polite applause greeted me as I strolled to the front of the room. I heard Trish’s faint purr as she pecked a kiss to each cheek before pressing into me for a hug. She slipped her arms between my shirt and my unbuttoned lab coat, digging her nails into my back as her long nails held me in place.
She held me firmly against her for an extended moment as she whispered, “You lucky mother fucker. I am so fucking hot right now I could cum in front of the class. Just you wait until they’re gone.” Then she smiled innocently at me and said, “You’re on.”
As we left each others embrace, her eyes did little to hide her lust. She was on the verge of orgasmic bliss and I knew it wouldn’t take much to set her off like a Roman candle. My nostrils filled with her aromatic scent as I stood next to her. Her face was flushed and breathing labored as she struggled to maintain the last shred of her faltering composure. Those dreamy eyes and her sweet musky scent betrayed the loosely held secrets that churned below her waist.
It was damn near impossible to maintain my focus as my own desires began to win the battle of the ‘bulge’ so to speak. I fumbled unsuccessfully to keep my lab coat covering my arousal. The only reason I came to talk to the students, was so I could get my free erotic massage followed by hot hot hot sex. My compensation for my little shpeel was based purely on the commerce of sex. I struggled to remember my notes as my cock reminded me that payday was just hours away.
My arousal must have been a bit obvious because I had barely begun speaking when I noticed more than one of the female students glancing back and forth from my eyes to the noticeable bulge pushing at the lab coat. Now I was really in trouble. I stood there, horny as hell, speaking in front of a class of beautiful women and knowing my beautiful hostess would soon be riding me like a stolen horse. Wow, what a dilemma.
As I continued to stammer through my talk, the gorgeous Red, raised her hand and apologized for interrupting me. She was impossible to ignore, long hair, piercing green eyes and a body like a playmate. I called on her and she spread her legs as she wiggled out of the chair, giving Trish and me a look at the soft red curls that carressed the seam of her shorts. As she stood to ask a question, she bent at the waist exposing the tops of her large tits, then reached for the tattered edges of her short shorts. She gave them a tug to free them from the grasp of her lips. Then with a seductive smile, she asked a question I was not prepared for.
“Sir. I apologize in advance for asking this question. But noticing that both you and our instructor seem to be highly aroused by each others presence, can you think of a circumstance where it is permissible, for a student and a student, or a student and instructor to have sexual contact?”
I gulped……. as the students stare moved enmasse from Red to me.
“Well.” I started, choosing my words carefully. “Let me answer your question with a question. Have you found one of your class mates or your instructor to be sexually attractive? Are you aroused by one or more of them now?”
Without hesitation, Red answered, “Yes, especially the instructor. I would love to fuck her.” she smiled seductively as her eyes met Trishs.
The class sat silent. I felt Trish’s fingers slip between mine to steady herself as her knees became wobbly.
Looking the redhead in the eyes, Trish responded, “Red, long before you had that incredible orgasm on the table, I dreamed of fucking you too.” Then Trish heard her own words add, “And you, and you, and you.” as her eyes made contact with every student. She couldn’t believe what she had just confessed as the words spilled easily from between her lips.
The atmosphere almost seemed surreal, the deafening silence was only broken by heavy breathing and a couple of students clearing their throats.
By now, my speech was out the window and it was about to become the most interesting school day of her career. It seemed everyone in the class was now very aroused. Trish and I were in for a treat. I could no longer contain myself and I asked a bold question of her students.
“How many others of you have had the urge to fuck a classmate or your instructor? Anyone?”
Almost in unison, every single hand went up. Getting an approving nod from Trish, I urged the class to prove it. By now, Trish and I were so horny we didn’t know if we were going to cum in front of the class or not.
Red rushed to Trish’s open arms. They embraced and hands went all over the place as their tongues probed each others mouths. Trish’s hands gripped Red’s front pockets as she pulled her closer, drinking in her hot kisses and grinding her cunt into Reds. Then Red pulled away and reached between Trish’s legs and slowly rolled the seam of her pants back and forth across her hard clit. Trish moaned loudly and arched her back, then opened her legs wider as she leaned back on the desk.
My cock was throbbing my now. I glanced across the room at eyes riveted on the girls actions. Both guys rubbed their swollen cocks thru their shorts. Some of the women had their hands between their legs rubbing their pussies. A beautiful young blond in a 9″ mini skirt proved she had no panties on as she spread her legs and her fingers sloshed about in her cunt.
As Red kissed Trish passionately, she reached for my throbbing cock, grabbing me mid shaft through my slacks. Red briefly released her lip lock on Trish and then kissed me deeply as her fingers worked their magic on Trish’s pussy and tugged at my cock at the same time. I ran my hand under Trish’s blouse and squeezed her tits as she gyrated to the motions of Red’s hand. Red dropped to her knees in front of Trish and unzipped her pants. Then she smothered her tummy in kisses and licks as she slid them over her hips to mid thigh. Trish’s panties were coated in rich creamy goo. Red’s fingers spread Trish’s pouty wet lips and she sucked hard on her swollen clit causing Trish to squirt small spurts.
She spun Trish around unexpectedly and forced her bend over the desk. Humiliation suddenly swept over Trish knowing her naked ass, filled with a plug was now proudly on display for all to see. As if she knew it was there all along, Red slowly twisted the ass plug as she pistoned it in and out of Trish’s tight little ass. Red worked it in and out of Trish’s tight asshole as she rubbed at her own pussy.
I pulled my throbbing cock from my pants and forced it into Trish’s open mouth as she laid bent over the desk. I gagged her as I rammed it down her throat forcefully. Trish’s fantasies were coming true all at one time. The female students were the first to come up to take their turn licking, biting, probing, sucking, groping Trish’s writhing flesh. As the girls all played on Trish’s fleshy playground, the two males offered their throbbing cocks for Trish to stroke. Most of the women were naked or partially naked by now and it was a visual Disneyland.
Beautiful women with gorgeous bodies all wanting to show Trish how much they loved her, fondled each other and themselves as they waited their turn. Some were kissing and touching each other. One beautiful woman of about 25 joined Trish on the desk, straddled her face with her legs spread wide so Trish could bury her face in her ass and pussy. The young lady came almost immediately as Trish shoved her tongue into the young girl’s ass in a rapid fucking motion. Her own delving fingers brought her to a quick orgasm as she dripped her creamy love potion on Trish’s face.
Then a young stud came up, grabbed a fist full of her hair, pulling Trish’s mouth off of my cock and shoved his monstrous cock in her mouth. He rammed at her throat a few times gagging her, before slapping her face with the large bulbous head. He smeared his precum across her cheeks as her mouth blindly searched for his tip. Taking her by the back of the head, he fed his large member into her stretched mouth. She struggled to get her mouth around the fat round head. All the time, Trish’s ass and pussy were being ravaged and violated by her female students. It was a virtual buffet of hot nasty sex.
The stud in front of her yanked his cock from her mouth and told Trish to jack him off. She gave the young buck a few good tugs and he shot hot cum across her face and hair. His ejaculation triggered Trish’s own orgasm and she screamed in esctacy as she sprayed the young blond who had been nibbling between her legs. Cum dripped from Trish’s face as a young blond in her 30’s wrapped her small hand around the young man’s shaft and milked him dry. She massaged every last drop from his enormous cock as she licked his cum from Trish’s face. He was just the first to unload his sperm across her body. The young stud now craved the heat of pussy and entered the blond roughly from behind as she cried out at being stretched abnormally wide. Despite the enormous cock ravaging her from behind, the blond continued to lick Trish clean.
By now I was behind Red, fucking her pussy as another cute young blond girl squatted between our legs, licking our genitals as I pounded Red. She took turns pulling my cock from Red’s pussy and sucking on it, cleaning the pussy juices from my cock before feeding it back into Red’s flaming hot pussy for more. The blond sensing I was going to cum, yanked my cock and milked me hard as my cum streamed across her face. Then the blond took my cum soaked cock and placed it on the bunghole of Red and told me to push. Red arched her back to take my cock in her ass. I fingered the blond as I ass fucked Red.
The room was filled with a cacophony of lustful groans and moans as the chorus of unbridled pleasure filled the space. Trish not only lost track of how many orgasms she had had, but she was drifting into orgasmic oblivion. The waves of orgasms were wreaking havoc on her body, and now she was no longer in control of her functions. Her cramped fingers were covered with the juices of male and female alike. She tried her best to keep them licked clean, but each time she thought she was finished, a new pussy or cock delivered a new dose of sticky passion. Trish’s body was becoming a cum covered mess that trembled uncontrollably as waves of orgasms swept over her. Both young studs took turns mouth fucking her and emptying massive loads of hot cum all over her. The female students feasted on Trish’s flesh, licking and slurping the young men’s cum from Trish’s body, and coaxing the remnants from their young cocks.
After an hour or so of enjoying the spontaneous orgy, one by one the moaning and screams of pleasure subsided as each of us became spent beyond usefulness. Clothes were once again put back on, and parting gropes and kisses shared. Spontaneous laughter erupted as the realization of what had happened took hold. The last drops of cum were licked from fingertips and hands, or smeared like body paint across each other as keepsakes. The students slowly left the room after giving Trish one last long lingering kiss. Some kissed her for the passion, some for the taste of all the cum in her mouth. I had never seen Trish in such a wrecked condition.
As the students all left, it was finally just Trish and me. We both had been so busy fucking and being fucked, we had not had much fucking of our own. I pulled her cum soaked pants and panties off completely. Then I bent her over the desk and pulled the plug from her ass. I spread her ass cheeks as I slowly slid my cock to the balls. Then I fucked her like the dirty whore she loves to be. Calling her names as I fucked her tight asshole, my balls slapped at her pussy with each hard thrust. I squeezed her tits and pulled and twisted her nipples as I filled her hot ass with cock meat. She had little left to offer as I ground myself hard into her. Trish’s body neared exhaustion, but I knew she still had more cum to give. I wasn’t going to quit fucking her until she delivered on our long held promise to each other.
I slapped her ass cheeks. leaving pink handprints on both cheeks and tweeked at her nipples until they ached. Then Trish begged me to fill her ass with my cum. With several hard violent thrusts, I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled it as we came hard together. Our screams and moans echoed off the walls. My cock was totally spent. Trish and Red had managed to completely drain every last drop of cum from me. Trish’s body was covered in cum from feet to the top of her head. It was time to try and walk to the showers so we could rinse off the fun we had just enjoyed.
One drop at a time, the long hot shower slowly drummed life back into our bodies. Trish leaned back into me and smiled, then said, “What do you say we make this a part of the curriculum.”
