(Author's Note: All characters, whether described as such or not, are all over 18 years of age. This is a continuing series of fantasies harbored since my own high school years. I welcome any and all feedback. It's why I write! Enjoy.)
Chapter 06: Angie, Lisa, Stephanie, Ann
Lisa Fisher put her car in park, turned off the key and turned to the teenager sitting next to her. Rick Thomas took a deep breath, wiped his sweaty palms on his swim suit and looked back at her, smiling nervously.
The shy, unassuming 18 year old senior boy and his 25 year old teacher were parked in the driveway of Angie Hill, one of Rick's classmates. They had been "invited" to a pool party along with Stephanie Forney and Ann Hopkins, who were also in school with Rick. The pool party was merely a guise to bring all five of them together at once, for as reader's of this series know, Rick, after coming into his own these past few months, had been fucking his way through the crème' de la crème' of his school.
He and Miss Fisher had engaged in a kinky three-way with Angie just this morning and it was her idea to throw the party. Ann and Stephanie were the last two notches on the bedpost that Rick had confided to Lisa during their frequent post-coital pillow talks. The busty brunette teacher was assisting her hung student in his endeavors, both to allow her ready access to his mythic appendage, but also out of genuine feelings for the kid.
What had started as purely a physical relationship between the two had bloomed into more. They both considered each other friends and Lisa often wondered if the tightness she felt in her chest when the bashful teen smiled at her was even more. Could she actually be in love with her young student? She reached out and stroked her fingertips over his temple, tucking a stray strand of his brown hair behind his ear.
"Relax honey. You've got this. The second we walk through that gate, every one of those girls' eyes are going to be on you. Remember what Angie told you?"
Rick smiled at his teacher. "I do, but I am so not cool Lisa. This is like something out of a porn movie or something!"
Angie had confessed that she and her friends had been talking for weeks about the rumors surrounding the "new kid in town" (cue the soundtrack). After 11 years of teasing and ridiculing in school, Rick had blossomed during the summer before this, his senior year. His once pocky face was clear of the acne that plagued him and his once scrawny frame was now taut and muscular thanks to his summer laboring as a landscaper. The rest of his body had finally caught up with the eye popping cock he'd hidden out of shame for lo these many years.
The three young girls behind the back yard gate represented the culmination of many nights spent alone in his bed, fantasizing while he "wrestled" with his big teenage snake. The geysering tributes he'd launched in their honor would have filled a 55 gallon drum, so long had he imagined a day exactly like this one was shaping up to be. Lisa cooed encouragement to her young protégé', reaching over and rubbing the fat sausage hidden beneath his swim trunks.
"Oh, baby, those girls are the lucky ones today. Once they get a look at this big dick, you'll be beating them off, instead of beating off!" The two lovers both laughed at the lame joke. Rick looked at his teacher suddenly serious.
"You're not going to take off or anything are you?"
"Not on your life hon," Lisa answered, quickly kissing him. She removed her hand from his groin and then resituated her big natural boobs in her bikini top. "I wouldn't miss out on this for the world."
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Angie had gotten her friends over at her pool under the pretext of an afternoon lying out and drinking wine coolers. It wasn't until they were there and working on their second fruity drink that she floored them with the tale of her morning. She took liberal creative licensing in describing the details, leaving out Miss Fisher entirely, but describing explicitly Rick's fat dick and the fun she'd had playing with him. She also glossed over the fact that it was Lisa's idea for them all to meet. She, Lisa and Rick had agreed that a semi-seduction of Stephanie and Ann would be much more exciting.
"Oh.....my.....God! I can't believe you fucked him!" Stephanie exclaimed once the tale had been told. She was busy smoothing suntan lotion onto herself, working it over the soft skin of her bountiful chest and arms. The blonde haired, blue eyed teen was a little on the plump side, but it worked well on her, accentuating her best feature: her large breasts.
Her friend, Ann Hopkins, watched enviously as the large orbs jiggled beneath Stephanie's hands. She'd always had small breasts and felt very self-conscious about them. This summer though, she'd had her own growth spurt, putting them in the big B to small C range. She finally felt as if she had the perfect sized accessories to accentuate her long legs and bubble ass. She took her sunglasses from her head and shook her short, bobbed brown hair back, slipping them on and settling back in the chair. "That is, if she really did..."
Angie cut her eyes at Ann as Stephanie tittered behind her hand. "I did too! You'll see!" While Stephanie accepted her role as third fiddle, Angie and Ann constantly went back and forth, waging a friendly, but competitive competition for Queen Bee of the high school. A much talked about topic at the school was which of the two would be selected homecoming queen in a few weeks. When Ann snorted her derision, Angie huffily put her own sunglasses on and settled back herself, whispering, "At least my tits are still bigger!" She smiled down her chest and palmed her firm C cups.
It was at that moment that the three girls heard the clack of the side gate and the creak as it opened. They all eagerly sat up as one and turned to greet the new arrivals.
Miss Fisher entered first, her brown hair pulled up into a ponytail, wearing a barely there red bikini. The twin triangles of material struggled to contain the bounce of her boobs as she walked forward smiling. While no bigger than Stephanie's impressive chest, Lisa's tits looked much larger on her smaller frame. The straps of the suit hugged her hips, tying in the slim swatches only just covering her twat and ass crack. She waved and headed over. "Hey girls, thanks for inviting us!" At that moment, she realized the "us" was a "me" and she looked back for Rick.
Rick was standing just out of sight of the girls on the outside of the fence, trying desperately not to hyperventilate. He could hear Lisa greet the three 18 year old goddesses of his dreams and then heard her call him. Taking a deep breath, he put on his sunglasses and shuffled through the gate.
