Jan-CHAPTER 4

SCHOOL

##Johnny##

At school the next day, I couldn’t get sex out of my head. I kept getting a hard-on that pushed out on my loose boxer shorts and jeans conspicuously. I knew that my cock was uncommonly large. That usually didn’t bother me; most times I was proud of having a big cock, but right now I was damned embarrassed and wished that my stiff boner was smaller. I first tried having it point up, held against my belly at the waist by the elastic waistbands of my boxer shorts and jeans and my loosened belt. That was reasonably comfortable, but the end four inches of my boner were then poking up beyond my jeans and under my shirt, thick as my wrist, where it might possibly be glimpsed bulging through gaps in my buttoned shirt. So OK, that didn’t work out.

So I forced it down along my left leg, bending it at the base so much that it hurt, and it still caused a big bulge. I tried to carry my books in front of me so nobody would see the bulge, but several girls still noticed the lump in my pants with various reactions. Some turned away in disgust but most just looked surprised. Several of them smiled. One attractive red headed girl, Julie Sommers, licked her lips and winked at me all through English class, which caused my cock to harden all the more. Also, when I sat my big hard cock was too long to be confined by my boxer shorts, and extended a couple of inches out the left leg of my underwear, where only my light jeans stretched over the soft, sensitive, bulbous head, the outline of which could be seen if someone looked closely. Julie looked.

At least while sitting my big turgid prick could extend down my pants leg more comfortably. When I walked, bending my hard cock down and walking was painful, and with each step my boxer shorts and jeans rubbed my sensitive prick unmercifully, and my notebook banged against it, stimulating me further until I was nearly panting with lust.
I tried not to think about sex but girls were everywhere in the school, with their smooth, bare, shapely legs and round firm asses and bouncing, hard nippled tits and soft ripe lips and soft pink tongues that made me think of kissing and getting blow jobs and fucking every one of them.

I coupled these fantasies with vivid memories of the very real sucking and fucking I got last night from my step-mother. I thought a lot about my sister’s beautiful naked body too, young and lithe, but most of all I remembered my stepmother, and her hot wet, slippery cunt wrapped around my firm prick, a cunt that squeezed and massaged my stiff boner, incredibly warm and soft and clutching. I thought of her soft, warm naked skin pressed against mine, her firm-tipped breasts against my chest, her legs wrapped about my back, pulling my prick deeper into her with every grunting thrust. And I remembered when at last my balls tightened and spewed gobs of hot white jizz out of my throbbing prick deep into her clutching, spasming love hole, while electric shocks of pleasure shot up and down my spine, quivering through the convulsing muscles of my ass and legs, and dizzy, pounding brain, while with my last remaining breath I screamed and grunted with welcome release.

I noticed that if I whacked my notebook down on my jean covered pecker when I took each step forward with my left foot, I increased the rubbing that the tip of my cock got between the smooth skin of my bare leg and my cotton jeans, such that I was actually approaching orgasm. Twice as I walked between classes the stimulation was too much, and I ducked into a boy’s room stall and quickly pulled down my pants to free my stiff ripe tool and quickly finish jacking-off with my well practiced right-hand, sending thick gobs of white cum shooting through my thick veined, rock-hard cock, from the swollen head into a flushing toilet, as I fought back moans. It felt crazy good, and as I came I imagined that instead of my hand, it was my step-mother’s tight cunt that surrounded my hard, squirting prick, warm and soft and slick and clutching.

This only abated my endless teenage lust temporarily. By the end of the school day I could only focus on one thing: fucking my stepmother again. I suddenly realized that this was Jan’s track practice night, and that my father always worked until six PM. That meant that if I rushed home I would be alone with Heidi for at least two hours!

After my last class I jogged most of the way home, still sporting a huge hard-on, but rushing past people so quickly that they hopefully didn’t notice.

#Jan#

My school day started strangely. Before breakfast a scantily clad (as always) Heidi handed me an elegantly wrapped gift, and told me not to open it in front of Daddy or Johnny, but to wear it to school. Intrigued, I immediately opened it in the bathroom. Heidi had given Johnny and me gifts before, usually sweaters or other normal gifts. But this gift was very different, and it shocked but excited me.

Instead of the clothing I expected, it was some kind of battery powered, life-like artificial prick; a fat rubber dildo with straps to hold it inside a cunt as the wearer stood or walked. The biggest portion was a seven inch, cock shaped, rubber part that held two D-batteries like a flashlight, that widened slightly to a soft rubber base that seemed designed to cradle the wearer’s clit and hairy pubic mound, then turned and narrowed and extended down to a finger-sized firm rubber extension that was obviously supposed to go up the wearer’s ass-hole. There were straps that fit around the waist and in the ass-crack, and which held a control switch at the hip. There was also a second rubber cock that could be attached opposite the first one, presumably so the wearer could fuck someone while they were in turn fucked by the first one. I sat that one aside. One cock for my cunt, plus the ass fucking part, would be enough for me.

I eagerly worked the big, thick, firm rubber prick into my cunt and the smaller one into my ass and adjusted the straps. “Uuuugggghhh,” I moaned. It felt even better than my fingers as I slipped it in inch by inch, stretching my tight virgin cunt open wider than ever. It felt so different than using my own fingers; so thick and firm, different and exciting. Meanwhile the thinner rubber ‘finger’ slipped easily into my tight ass hole.

When it was in me all the way I switched it on low. “Mmmmmmm,” I moaned softly. The vibrations were like nothing I had ever felt before. I worked it in and out of me slowly, feeling the shape of the big prick as it stretched the inside of my cunt open, and pressing the vibrating base against my firm clit. It felt so good inside me, I could hardly stand it. The whole thing vibrated and felt warmer and warmer as it vibrated, as the batteries and vibrating motor inside created heat. The rubber prick in my cunt and the thinner one in my ass vibrated, as well as the base that pressed against my clit, stimulating my entire pubic region. “Uuuuugggh,” I moaned.

I couldn’t wait; desperate for more, I turned it to high speed. The intense pleasure knocked my off my feet to the floor, stunning me, shorting out my whole body and brain. Muscles throughout my body twitched and spasmed involuntarily. The pleasure was so intense that I couldn’t move, and could hardly breathe. It was good, so good!

“Ahhhhhhh,” I hissed. I lay on my back with my spine arched and ass and thighs straining and convulsing, holding my vibrating cunt high above the floor. I somehow got my hands moving over my now super sensitive skin, rubbing everywhere: legs, tits, ass cheeks; skin that had all turned into one gigantic sexual organ. Within seconds I was having the longest and most intense orgasm of my life. “Mmmmmuuugghhh, ugh, ugh, uggggggh.” My arms and legs flopped around convulsively and my eyes rolled out of focus as my nervous system short-circuited.

#Heidi#

Outside the bathroom door I heard the unmistakable sounds of orgasm and smiled as I imagined the dildo sunk into my stepdaughter’s juicy teenage cunt. I had another identical electric dildo up my own cunt, keeping me on the edge as I stood outside the bathroom door and listened to Jan’s moans and grunts. I couldn’t stand it, I had to cum; I switched my vibrator to the highest setting and sank to the floor, a heap of moaning flesh. Finally, after my own intense orgasm, the sounds in the bathroom died down. “Hurry up Jan, you’ll miss the bus,” I said loudly.

#Jan#

I turned the dildo back down to low speed and quickly got ready for school. I imagined all the boys at school, every one of them with a cock that they’d love to sink into my slippery, juicy, virgin cunt. Long cocks, short cocks, thin cocks, fat cocks, white cocks, black cocks. Johnny’s cock, huge and stiff! I decided to wear the dildo to school as Heidi had suggested; set to low speed it probably wouldn’t be heard by anyone. I put on a skirt and blouse, leaving my panties off, and headed for the bus. Virtually naked under my short skirt, except for the strap-on dildo up my cunt, I felt incredibly naughty and sexy. The cool air on my naked legs and ass, and the vibrating dildo in my cunt, kept me horny as hell.

On the bus I had a window seat that I soon shared with my friend Cara. I sat with my legs slightly spread, savoring the cool air on my bare skin and the vibrations in my cunt and ass while trying to act normal. Cara was a lithe, athletic black girl that had skin the color of milk chocolate. She was on the track team, and was trying to get me to join.

“So are you coming to practice running with me today Jan, like you said?” she asked.

“Yeah, sure.”

“You get to shower afterwards.”

“Yeah, sure.” Maybe it was because the dildo was jerking me off, but Cara looked yummy to me this morning. I licked my lips as I looked her over. Cara is a head taller than me, with an incredible, athletic body, slim waist and big tits, and shapely ass and legs that boys ogled like crazy. What did Cara look like naked, I wondered?

“You know, you shower because you get all hot and sweaty running.”

I imagined a dozen hot, sweaty, naked girls, squeezing into a shower together. I imagined Cara’s chocolate colored skin, with drips of sweet sweat streaming over smooth muscles. I imagined my own naked, sweaty body, squeezing into the shower with the other girls, my thighs and hands and tits brushing against theirs as cascades of slick, warm water streamed down on us. “Hot and sweaty. UUuuugghh.” Electric shocks raced through her as I came.

“Are you alright?” Cara asked.

“Yes. I feel good this morning. Really good. Mmmmmmmm.”


The rest of the day was a blur, as I went through the whole day wearing a short skirt without panties and with the dildo up my tight slippery cunt and ass. When I walked, I got extra stimulation, including the feel of cool breezes and the thin swishing skirt on my naked skin. On stairs I was worried that I’d be found out, but at the same time the thought that someone could look up my skirt and see my bare ass and cunt was driving me crazy with lust. Cunt juice kept running down my legs; I had to dab up the sticky droplets again and again, usually with my skirt.

Several times I noticed people look about, as if searching for the source of the increasingly strong musky smell that followed me wherever I went. People might have noticed the increasing black under my eyes, or my tongue licking my lips, or me breathing rapidly as I orgasmed while I imagined I was being fucked or sucked, but mostly I was able to hide the fact that I was constantly either having an orgasm or I was on the edge of having one.

While on the brink, I found that I could have an orgasm with very little additional stimulation. I made a little game of it, trying to keep on the edge without quite going over, but inevitably a breeze up my skirt, or my smooth bare thighs rubbing together as I walked, or a tug on the straps of the dildo, would cause my cunt to convulse and cream in orgasm.