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Bill nodded. "Yes," he agreed as he watched the water trickling down her attractive tits.

Donna's hand lightly fingered his limp cock in a teasing manner. Bending at the knees, she slid down inside the stall and slipped the crown of his cock inside her mouth. As the water continued to splash down against them and covered her face, her busy hand and mouth quickly achieved another promising erection. In a few moments, her mouth was tightly packed with hard throbbing cock.

"Why don't you ball me right here in the shower?" she suggested as she straightened up. "Leave the water on!"

The tall brunette leaned back against one wall of the shower with her thighs apart. Bill pressed firmly against her, his bare chest crushing her wet tits. Using one hand, Donna guided his solid cock to her cunt. As he began penetrating, she wrapped her arms and legs around him. Pressing her against the wall of the shower, Bill shoved his throbbing prick deep inside her hot cunt.

"Ooh, I love it this way!" Donna exclaimed. "Oh, is it ever in me!"

The warm water continually splashed over them, urging them on. Bill began pumping and thrusting with virile movements, ramming his rock-hard young cock deep into her cunt with each forward thrust. Her weight completely off the floor, Donna writhed with excitement and coiled her arms and long legs around him in a viselike grip. Gasping for breath and pressing their bodies tightly together, the two of them quickly achieved a simultaneous orgasm.

"Oh, you're a stud!" Donna told the pleased young man as they stood under the water trying to catch their breath.

It was several minutes before they emerged from the shower and began drying themselves off. Realizing that her hair was going to require some work, Donna slipped on a light robe as Bill began putting on his clothes.

"I hope you'll keep in touch," Donna told him as he was about to depart.

"Sure, don't worry," he assured her. "Any time."

Donna picked up the paddle and smacked it lightly against the palm of her hand. "I'm very hard on the men in my life, Bill," she warned him. "There'll be more workouts with the paddle."

Among the four teachers who had accepted positions at the high school, Karen Miles was the only one who had no interest whatever in the opposite sex. Although she was a flashy platinum blonde in her early twenties who easily attracted men's attention, she routinely turned down all offers for dates. She had been a practicing lesbian since heir early teens, and had no intention of changing.

Her only experience with heterosexual sex had been an indirect one. During her early adolescent years, she had spent a summer vacation with an older married sister and her husband. The two of them had been married only a short time, and it soon became apparent to Karen that they were enjoying an active sex life. Considering her total lack of experience, it was not surprising that the situation stimulated her curiosity a great deal. She often heard sounds in the night that made her lie awake for hours.

One day she had gone shopping and returned much earlier than she had originally planned. As she entered the living room, she heard voices in the bedroom and quickly realized what was about to happen. Although she realized she had no business doing so, she was too overcome with curiosity to pass up the temptation. Slipping off her shoes, she tiptoed down the corridor that led to the bedroom where she noticed that the door was slightly ajar.

Being careful to remain out of sight, she quietly made her way toward the door. Her older sister Judy was stretched out on the bed, completely nude. Her brother-in-law was standing beside the bed and was in the process of disrobing. Karen stared intently at the unexpectedly large bulge that appeared in his shorts as he stepped out of his trousers. He quickly stripped off his shorts and Karen clasped her hand over her mouth to keep from crying out as she first caught sight of his sturdily upright cock. To her inexperienced eyes, the thick swollen muscle looked absolutely huge and totally primitive. She shuddered violently and stared at it with a mixture of horror and fascination.

"I'm really going to give you a mouthful!" she heard him say.

"Put it in any hole you like!" Judy replied with an amused laugh.

Karen stared with disbelief as she watched her brother-in-law kneeling astride Judy's supine figure, his knees at her waist as he leaned forward on all fours. The young teenager felt her heart thumping wildly as she watched him gradually lower his body on top of her, permitting his stiff purplish cock to brush against Judy's face. To her dismay, Judy extended her tongue and began licking his prick all over in an obviously eager manner.

"Mmm, Ron, it's as hard as a brick!" she heard her sister say. "I just love it!"

"Open your mouth!" he told her bluntly. "Your overdue for a good face-fucking!"

Her heart beating like a hammer, Karen watched with horror as her older sister submissively opened her pretty mouth as far as she could. Ron maneuvered until the oversized crown of his cock was between her waiting lips and then started moving forward with gradual thrusts. Listening to Judy's audible gulps as the thick muscle pried her lips far apart, Karen could hardly believe her eyes. In a few moments, Ron's massive cock was shoved deeply into Judy's mouth and Karen could see the distraught look on her sister's face.

The young girl wanted to run, but stood rooted in place to observe what would happen next. After a moment's pause during which some low moans could be heard from Judy, Ron began pumping back and forth on top of her. Karen stared intently as the red cock moved back and forth in Judy's mouth in machinelike fashion. Judy's hands were clasped around his bare hips and she seemed to be enjoying it, although she continually groaned and gulped in a manner that made it apparent that she was enduring more than a little discomfort.

To Karen's amazement, the oral intercourse seemed to go on and on. Ron gradually increased the tempo and it wasn't long before he was pumping furiously back and forth. She did not see how her sister could possibly stand such punishing mistreatment. Finally, Ron gave one final vigorous thrust forward and the half-strangled, gurgling sounds that came from Judy's mouth made it apparent what had happened. Karen could see the frothy white come dripping from her sister's mouth as the two of them disengaged.

Badly shaken from what she had just observed, Karen managed to creep away without being discovered. She did not sleep a wink that night and shuddered violently whenever she thought of herself in her sister's position. It did not take her long to realize that sex with males was simply out of the question as far as she was concerned. Although she was not aware of it at the time, there was another and much softer alternative available to her.

In high school, she came under the protective wing of Miss Keller, an attractive history teacher who was in her early thirties. Miss Keller was in no hurry, and over a gradual period of time introduced her young charge to the joys of lesbian love. In due time, Karen became acquainted with the satisfaction of manual stimulation and cunnilingus, and soon became quite convinced that sex with a male could never offer the exquisite excitement of having her tiny button set off by an understanding feminine tongue.

During her high school years, Karen and her history teacher developed an extremely close relationship. It surprised her no little that no one seemed to suspect the true nature of their relationship. Her parents even permitted her to stay overnight at Miss Keller's apartment, and the two of them often spent their weekends together. She would never forget those wonderfully wet and warm sixty-nines the two of them enjoyed when she stayed overnight in that small but attractively furnished apartment.