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Teenage Orgies

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: hotnipples Posted on: 14 Apr 2004 2 comments
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When I was sixteen, and for three years, I regularly had sex with my high school English teacher, his wife, and several of their friends, both individually and in group sex. Here is the true story...I've only posted a few things on WL, and already I lied. I was going to tell the truth, or at least, if I make something up, to say so. But in my very first post, I said "I hadn't masturbated with anyone since the first time my buddy showed me how to pleasure myself. I'd never....." Well, I left something out. Not a little thing, just the biggest thing that ever happened to me, sexually. You see, I'm not so innocent, and I need to confess: when I was sixteen and for three years I regularly had sex with my high school English teacher, his wife, and several of their friends, both individually and in group sex. I could never tell anyone because they were teachers and would be ruined. I didn't even tell my closest friends, and I got used to lying about it, so used to it that I'd like to myself. So now I'll tell you the truth; it's safe now, they are in another town, no longer teaching and I've disguised them....but still it's hard to tell the story. I'm glad we're all friends here. This may be kind of boring, because I'm going to tell it just as it happened without taking any liberties to dress it up. This is totally true. But it's a plenty sexy story, so you may not be bored after all--read on.....Toward the end of high school, when the hormones really started to rage, I transferred to a new school in a new town. At the new school I quickly had a great girlfriend, we became serious, and after a few months we "went all the way." I was a virgin, like her, but I didn't really think of myself like that.I had masturbated regularly from a young age, with fantasies more copious than my cum, and I had an image of myself as very sexual. Anyway, I wanted to have lots of sex. My girlfriend was a "good girl"---but there were also lots of other girls, good and bad, that I wanted to have sex with, and I felt free to explore. My English teacher had been an actor, and had definitely been around. He was a man's man, and a mesmerizing speaker. During his lectures I sat entranced. I would occasionally hear sexual innuendos, and when I did I would smile in a sophisticated way, showing that I was cool. He noticed that. I wrote papers for the class that also had sly double meanings, and he'd put a big red (!) next to them, or make another clever sexual double entendre.He was directing a play in little theater, and I got a part. For two months we saw each other outside of the school scene a few nights a week, and our relationship got more informal. One Saturday he invited me to his house to "practice lines", and after a little of that, we sat and talked. I met his wife, who was tanned and fit with firm Italian breasts and big lips. Looking at her made me blush. She was a teacher too, at a catholic school. We talked late into the night, and he gave me beers...and whiskey after his wife went to bed. He told stories about sex, and I was totally mesmerized. I stayed really cool, and tried to keep my hard-on from showing. I'd go home late, crawl into bed with my Kleenex, and masturbate for a long time as I remembered him telling his stories. Soon all my masturbatory fantasies came from our late-night sessions, which were raw and rich and immediate, and were told just to me, just to make me hot!Here was a man who'd really done what I only dreamed about. He talked about orgies, and I masturbated on what I'd heard. He told of the shape of a breast, or a woman with a hairy bush, or looking down on a young girl sucking his cock while her father watched, and how his cum blasted all over her face and boobs; my cock would swell and push at my jeans, and when I got home, the scene was mine to enjoy and linger on, and to imagine blasting my own cum over a young girl, in a room where everyone was watching...He talked a lot about cunnilingus. I went home and masturbated thinking about it. And tried it on my girlfriend. She enjoyed it well enough, but didn't let me do it much. She'd always feel kind of lonely, and would pull me up on top of her where she could kiss my face and hold me. Ours was a romance. The rest was sex...I was invited back again, and then again to evenings with the teacher. With each visit, his stories were bolder. He told me stories of orgies that happened, not in some distant time and place, but yesterday! He said that he was "very well endowed" and that sometimes women approached him just to experience such a big cock--the bulge in his pants showed that he was telling the truth. He said that sometime maybe I could come with them to the nudie camp, and of course I was eager, but the invitation didn't come just yet.He told me that certain of the girls would spread their legs for him during class, with and without panties. When this happened, he caught my eye, and I got to watch the show from the bleachers, so to speak. He would look and encourage them, and sometimes they would get flushed and hot and would squirm in their seats. One girl did every few days and I got into masturbating while watching her expose herself for the teacher. He saw what I was doing, too and gave me a nod. He was very cool, but he almost lost it when my eyes rolled once when I came in my pants! I found out later that he was slowly getting her to have sex with him (and his wife and me) .Her name was Nicki and she was a cheerleader. I was a school photographer, and that turned out to be my "in" with some of the girls---the cheerleaders especially liked their pictures taken. One of them in particular was very cute and sexy, and seemed to like me--Nicki. We made a date one Saturday to go to the beach to take pictures....When we got to the beach we went to a secluded spot and I took a few shots in her bikini. Then she said, "Do you want me to take my suit off?" Wow! I tried to be cool, like I'd taken lots of pics of naked girls, and I did a good job being cool---the pictures even turned out ok! Nicki had ample breasts, bigger than my girlfriends "tiny titties", with small, bright pink nipples that stood stiff in the chilly wind. Her pussy was a dark black vee, small and clean between pink fleshy thighs. She posed well, not sexually, but freely and enthusiastically, with her hands in the air, like a cheerleader. She had a cute way of moving, modest and soft, even thought she was naked. Mostly, I hardly remember anything, I was so nervous and what happened next eclipsed everything else. After we were done, we made out a little, but she said she had to go somewhere. She was late, could I drive her there---to Mr. Smith's house? We knocked on the door, and Mr. Smith was very surprised, almost disturbed, to see me. He let us in, and in the living room were his wife and another couple. We sat down and talked a little, and then Mr. Smith took me aside. "We're going to have an orgy. You can stay." (Later, Nicki told me she suspected there would be an orgy, but wasn't sure if it was really going to happen). Mr. Smith introduced her, "Nicki, these are the friends from the nudist camp, they came up from the city to meet you. Do you want to party a little?" "Sure!" "Ok, then, let's get started". Less than fifteen minutes after I walked in the door I was about to have my first orgy! Everyone undressed, and I was stunned, excited, amazed and really nervous. Nicki seemed the same. My head was swimming. First I was photographing Nicki naked on the beach, now she was naked again and I was about to have sex and there were others two strangers, and my teacher and his wife, all naked and about to have sex. I stared at everyone. Nicki's breasts were beautiful, and her cheeks bright red. She had dark eyes that seemed like glass, and a pretty, nervous smile. Mr. Smith had a really big cock, as promised, and big balls to match. His cock was about nine inches until he got hard, then it was twelve! His balls must have hung four inches down. He had light hair, and just a few curls above the base of his cock, so between his legs it was all cock and balls. I'd never seen such a big cock---well, I'd never seen any "man's" cock before, really. His face was ruddy and I remember being surprised at how soft and smooth his cock was compared to his face. Still, there was something dangerous about it---it was big and powerful and he knew how to use it.I don't remember much about his friend except that he was (this is the truth) bigger than Mr. Smith, which means he was really, really big. I remember he had black hair, a nice voice, and lots of hair around his balls that still couldn't begin to cover his package. I was transfixed by Mr. Smith's cock, but I found his friend's cock a little strange. His wife was having her period and came to watch only, but she gamely took off her clothes anyway. I hardly remember her, except that later she masturbated watching her husband fuck Mrs. Smith. Mrs. Smith went out of the room to undress, and came out with a fanfare, holding her arms up high so her breasts looked fantastic. She had a firm, sexy body, with a big ass and small waist and firm, pendulous breasts. She was elegant and graceful, dignified. My girlfriend's nipples were soft and large; Mrs. Smith's were small and erect. She was tan all over. Her skin was as smooth as velvet.Mr. Smith grabbed her and licked her pussy while she stood. When he could smell her juices he let her go. Then he said that since Nicki was "guest of honor" he would let his friend enjoy her first. We all watched as Nicki lay down on the floor and got ready. Her pussy was soft, and dark curly hairs made a perfect vee. Her skin was as light as Mrs. Smith's was tan. She was really cute. Mr. Smith said Nicki should be prepared because his friend's cock was so big. She said that's ok. Mr. Smith got down and licked her pussy a little, and she got wet and slippery, and then the guy lowered himself between her legs. I was sitting on the sofa watching, with a hard on. Then Angela, Mrs. Smith, took me by the hand and lay me down on the floor next to Nicki and climbed on top of me.She straddled me, I was already fully erect, and she deftly slipped my cock into her vagina. It was all I could do not to cum right away! Her breasts were hard and tight, and she began to grind her hips up and down. Her pussy felt fantastic, like warm soft gloves, and it hugged my cock and rippled along its length. I'd never felt anything like it! I wanted to start thrusting inside her, like I did my girlfriend, but she held me down by the wrists, subdued me with her pussy and hips, and dangled her breasts in front of me until I relaxed and she sat upright again, firmly in control. She took her time. She knew when I was about to cum and relaxed her pussy until I "recovered". Finally she wanted to cum herself, and pushed me hard into her and said, "Are you cumming? Are you cumming?" and silently my cock pumped and pumped inside of her, smoothly, sensuously. I couldn't speak, and made hardly any movement when I came, but it was fantastic! I was still almost hard when she slipped outside of me, and my wet dick fell against my stomach. I lay there for a while until Dan licked and tasted the cum and pussy juice that covered my groin. I lay there in another world entirely, and enjoyed his warm tongue on my sensitive red manhood.I sat up. Nicki and the guy had balled the whole time, until she was in pain. Then he pulled his cock out and came all over her breasts, lots of cum, even on her face. She laughed a little, Angela helped to clean her up, and we took a break, had something to eat. It was a quick bite---everyone was eager to get back to sex! Mr. Smith asked Nicki if she was too sore to continue. She said no, it was ok. He licked her breasts, and went down to her pussy and licked her until she was almost ready to cum, then he thrust his big dick into her and began grinding his hips. She started whimpering, and he quieted down, but finally she said she had to stop, and he withdrew and sucked her pussy until she 'forgot' all the pain and had an amazing orgasm.Dan then went to his wife and sucked on her pussy until she was flushed and red and her labia were swollen. His cock was half hard, and he put her to the floor and began thrusting hard, and in a minute or so he climaxed. Next it was Mrs. Smith and the guy spread out on the floor. She took his big cock easily and with some obvious pleasure and familiarity. How many times had they fucked before this? Five? Twenty? Fifty? For how many years? And with how many others? Mr. Smith asked Nicki if I could be next and she said, "Yeah, for sure!" We lay together on the floor and kissed and caressed. We didn't have sex so much as we made love. Everyone stopped and watched. She gently put me inside her, and we stroked soft and slow and lingeringly until our orgasms came together in a soft, sensuous dream. We lay on the floor, limp and happy, my cock warm inside her pussy. She later told me she had never felt such peace, a refuge from the hard sex around us.The party went on. Mr. Smith offered me his wife again, and she again laid me on the floor and straddled me and her creamy vagina stroked me better than the best I had ever done on myself. I was a little "spent" and we balled for a long time. Mr. Smith said, "I'm going to get down and kind of help you guys, don't worry if you feel me doing something.... so added to the pleasure of his wife's warm pussy, was Mr. Smith's large and skillful tongue, licking my balls and thighs and down the crack of my butt, and between my legs, and he lay so that his big balls and huge cock were inches from my face and I could see the blue veins and redness and the slime, and smell his juices. I got hotter and hotter. I heard Angela sighing as she started to orgasm, and my cock went out of control and filled her full and bumped against her hard cervix and filling every space with juice, and I felt Dan's finger inside me while I came and his hand on squeezing my balls. Angela held me inside her as I began to shrink, and Dan licked the cum oozing from her pussy, and licked my soft and tender cock when it fell out, and took it between his lips, just a little, for just a moment, but I noticed. This was the first of many days and nights of sex. I liked the sex. I loved the attention--maybe the biggest thrill was taking off my clothes in front of them, to be naked, to show my erection, to be admired, to feel so completely turned on and sexual, to have no other purpose than sex. I had sex with both of them together, and each of them alone. Angela loved to fuck me, and her husband gave permission for me to have sex with her alone, which I did after school or in the evening when my parents thought I was at the library. I was her sex toy, putty in her hands, and I learned how to enjoy surrender, to give in to her whims, and to enjoy having sex on my back.... but that's for another story.And I masturbated with Dan. Very often Angela didn't want to do much and would go to bed early. We'd have dinner and drink and talk, and she'd go off to bed. What happened after that, those nights alone with Dan, when I would strip naked in front of him to masturbate to his stories....that's another story, too.