J. Watson: High school swingers

"Christ," James Wailer said. "That was fantastic. I've never felt anything like that."

Debbie hardly listened to the two men as they talked. She felt herself drifting into a deep sleep. She'd never felt so completely satisfied.

Diane didn't understand the urgent message sent to her in gym class. She was right in the middle of her sit-ups when her gym teacher called her over.

"Diane," Miss Caulfield had said. "You're wanted right away in Mr. Kinkaid's office."

"Mr. Kinkaid," Diane had said. "But whatever for?"

"I don't know," her teacher said. "But it's very important. At least his note sounded urgent."

"All right," Diane said. "I'll go change right away."

"No," her teacher said. "You don't have time for that. Go right away."

Diane looked, curiously at her teacher. It was a school rule that the girls weren't supposed to leave the gym while dressed in the blue gym shorts and blue top, especially the way Diane filled her suit out.

"But my clothes," Diane said.

"You'll be all right this time," her teacher said impatiently. "Now go on."

Diane nodded and hurried out of the gym.

She was immediately aware of the looks some of her classmates gave her, and she was even more aware of the look one of the boys gave her.

He was walking down the hall and his eyes got wide as he saw her coming toward him.

"Ummmmm," he said. "You look delicious, Diane."

She might have gotten angry at him a few days before, but today she didn't. Instead, she gave him a wink and shook her thick head of hair.

"Maybe you'll find out someday, buster," she said.

He grinned at her and it was easy enough to read his dirty thoughts. Diane brushed close to him as she passed by and she felt his hand touch her ass lightly.

"Why, buster," she said, pretending shock. "You'd better watch where you put your hands."

He grinned at her again.

She hurried on and saw nobody else until she reached the math building. Debbie was standing outside. Diane gave her friend a wave.

"What are you doing here?" Debbie asked.

"I got an urgent message," Diane said.

"I did too," Debbie said. "They jerked me out of my study hall."

"I wonder what it's about," Diane said.

The two girls went into the math building and reached Mr. Kinkaid's office in a few minutes. Diane felt a little uneasy as they went into his office. Mr. Kinkaid sat behind his desk and he smiled at them.

"Hi, girls," he said. "Come on in."

"What's the matter?" Diane questioned. "Is something wrong?"

"Shut the door, Debbie," Mr. Kinkaid said.

He watched the swing of Debbie's hips as she turned to shut the door. He shifted his position so that his hard cock would not be so uncomfortable.

"I asked if something was wrong?" Diane asked. She was a feisty one, all right. Matt liked his girls a little fiery. He had thought about this ever since the Sunday afternoon with Debbie and he just couldn't wait any more. He had to take a chance. "No," he said.

"Then why did you send a message asking us to leave class?" Debbie asked.

"Yes," Diane said. "What's so urgent?"

"Me," he said slowly. "I'm urgent." He could tell that Diane was still a little confused, but Debbie understood immediately.

"Both of us?" Debbie asked.

"Both of you," Matt said. "I've been thinking about it a long time. Now I can't wait any more. My cock's hurting from wanting it so bad."

"Ummm," Debbie said.

There was one thing he could say about Debbie without fear of lying and that was she wasn't shy. Or perhaps Debbie had thought about the same thing.

He watched the young blonde girl start undoing the buttons of her blouse.

"Now, wait just a minute," Diane said, not sure of what was going on.

"Come on," Debbie said. "Don't be proud. It should be fun."

Debbie was already half-undressed. Her beautiful titties were naked and Diane remembered again how those luscious mounds had tasted. She felt a little weak in her knees.

"Yeah," Matt Kinkaid said. "Don't spoil things. I've been looking forward to this."

Diane shrugged her shoulders. "What the hell," she said. "I'm not a virgin or anything. You already took care of that little thing."

Matt grinned. His cock pounded hotly as he watched the two girls finish undressing.

"Stand close to one another," he said. They moved closer to one another and Debbie took Diane's hand in her own.

They were just as beautiful standing together as he had pictured them in his mind. Both of them had beautiful bodies. Diane's titties may have been just a little bigger. Diane's black bush was heavier.

"Goddamn," he said softly. "Fantastic. You're both fantastic-looking."

The startling contrast of their bodies would have turned a priest on. Debbie with her light, good looks and Diane with her jet-dark hair.

"God," he said. "God, it makes me so hard just looking."

"Then we'll just have to do something about that," Diane said.

He walked over and sat don on his couch. He wasn't too surprised when both girls fell down beside his legs. He put his hands against their heads and let his fingers run through their thick hair.

"Ummm," Diane said. "Let's see how hard the poor baby is."

"Yes," Debbie agreed. "His poor cock looks so uncomfortable in those tight trousers."

He felt fingers tugging his zipper down and two hot hands going into his trousers. The fingers searched for his cock and found it. He fell his cock being pulled out of his trousers.

"Ummmm, nice," Debbie said. "Let's have a little of that sweet stuff."

He groaned as Debbie bent her head and suddenly sucked his entire cock into her throat.

"God," he moaned.

Ups kissed his balls as Debbie drew his cock deep into her throat and let her throat muscles work on his cock-head.

"Great," he said softly. "That's fantastic. God, it feels wonderful."

"And it's my turn," Diane said.

He groaned as Debbie's lips left his cock. Then again he was drawn into a hot sheath. Diane's mouth seemed even hotter than Debbie's, if that were possible. He felt his cock-head sucked deep into her tight throat muscles. He knew he was leaking, but Diane didn't seem to mind.

"Uh, shit," he grunted. "Shit, that's nice. You're going to blow my wad, Diane."

Diane had no intention of letting him come in her mouth, at least not yet. She wanted to take him to places where he had never gone before. She wanted to teach him what a real blowjob could be like.

"God," he said softly. "I'm getting there."

He protested when he felt her hot mouth leaving his cock.

"No," he said. "Put it back. Please suck me some more. Don't quit."

Debbie knew what she intended to do. Both girls smiled at one another as they gave him time to relax. In a few minutes, Matt had relaxed again.

"Now," he groaned. "Suck it some more."

Debbie's mouth closed over his cock-head and her teeth began to work on his sensitive crown.

"Jesus," he grunted. "Jesus, I've never felt like this. Never before."

Diane had a smug look as she bent her head and started using her tongue on his heavy balls. She ran her tongue over and under his heavy balls and then farther down to the crack of his ass. She felt his anus with her tongue and she was rewarded by a soft groan.

She rimmed his tight hole.

"Christ," he grunted. "You girls are killing me. Christ, it's killing me!"

He had never felt so hot. One tongue in his ass and the other hot mouth enveloping his cock like liquid fire, like being covered with lava.

He grabbed her head but she twisted out of his gasp.

"No, no," Debbie chided him gently. "Let's not get impatient."

But he couldn't get more impatient. Every time he looked down he could see the two heads working on his cock. He couldn't stand the tight pressure of his clothes any longer.