CHAPTER 5: THE STUDENT BECOMES THE TEACHER
Wednesday
When Mick and Harry came downstairs on Wednesday morning, they found Megan laying on the couch, her little yellow dress and heels on the floor next to her. She was covered in a blanket and sound asleep. They didn't know what time Pierce had brought her back but it was well into the wee hours of the morning.
Mick and Harry let her sleep. They had agreed the night before that she had been put through a lot in their four days together and that she deserved some rest. Of course, she would still be required to continue her training and tend to her duties, but mostly this would be a day of relaxation, reflection and rest. Her body was made to take a lot and to do a lot, but even it needed time to recover now and then. And like an expensive sports car, it was a fine-tuned piece of equipment worthy of being pampered.
They also thought it would be important for her to have time to connect with her parents and some of the men she had encountered this week. It would also be good for her to check in with Kasey and maybe even spend some time with her. Megan's attitude and energy had been great so far, but it was hard to expect to be able to keep that up.
They ate their breakfast and drank coffee out on the deck while it was still cool outside, careful not to wake her up. These days had been a lot of fun for Mick and Harry, too, but they were also exhausting. They weren't used to so much sex, let alone all the driving and late nights. They all needed time to recharge.
The guys checked on their house. Pierce had actually cleaned up after himself and the house was in good order and the dog was fine. They made a few phone calls pertinent to the day's plans and called Megan's parents, assuring them that things were going well.
Megan slept till almost 11 a.m. When she finally woke up, she realized she was naked. She barely remembered Pierce carrying her over his shoulder, wrapped in a blanket as he snuck through the back yards in the middle of the night. After taking her virgin ass, he had rested, laying back on the couch while she serviced him with her mouth. He rewarded her with a belly full of cum. Then, after a bit of recovery time, he had made her cum as he power-fucked her pussy and then dumped yet another load down her throat. It had been exhausting and demanding, but also exhilarating being taken by such a powerful and assertive man.
She stood up, wrapping herself in the blanket, testing her body. She ached all over, much like she used to ache after a day-long tennis tournament or, worse yet, the extensive offseason conditioning drills with the team trainer. She always thought of these pains as a "good ache". It hurt, but it was a sign of growth and development and strengthening of the body, not weakness or injury. The pain she felt this morning was like that -- a good hurt. Her jaw, throat, ass, pussy and legs all ached. Her back hurt. She thought of the endless number of deep hard thrusts she had taken from some very strong and powerful, well-endowed men and knew that every pain was well-earned. It was a small price to pay for the pleasure received. Still, the thought of another day like that was daunting.
She saw Mick and Harry sitting out by the pool. She found her dress on the floor and slipped it on and walked out barefoot to join them. "Good morning, daddies," she smiled. "Thank you so much for letting me sleep."
"You're welcome," Mick said. "What time did Pierce finish with you?"
"Around 4, I think," Megan said. "I'm not really sure. My brain was mush by then."
"How's your ass feel?" Harry asked. "Did you like it?"
"It hurts," Megan said. "But not bad. Yeah, I liked it. It's really different. It's uncomfortable but I like that feeling of being full and really dirty."
"Well, you're pretty dirty and ready for a shower, I imagine," Harry said. "We are going to take things a bit easier today. We do have some things planned, but first, get cleaned up, put on whatever you want to wear -- from your new clothes -- and come back down. Then take some time to text some of the guys you've met this week, your parents, Kasey. Just be normal for a little bit. Then, we have arranged for you and Kasey to have some spa time. So, just make sure she can go and then you get a massage and a different kind of facial."
They all laughed. "That sounds wonderful," Megan said. "Thank you so much. I'll text her right now, then take my shower and get cleaned up. You guys are the best. Thank you!"
Megan texted Kasey about the spa trip and got an enthusiastic response. They hadn't seen each other all week. To be able to get massages and pedicures and facials together was a rare treat.
Megan showered and called her parents, assuring them that she was doing very well. She also had a few texts from some of the guys from the week. She checked the private site that Jackson had set up. Some of the guys were asking for updates, so Megan sent a few photos of her yellow dress from yesterday to Jackson that he could post. Bud texted that he had jerked off twice watching her video and to let him know if she would mind doing another one in a schoolgirl outfit with a lollipop or maybe rubbing her legs in baby oil. Jim had sent her a nice text and funny photo of her g-string hanging on the rearview mirror of his car. Tom had sent her a very complimentary text about her maturity and class and encouraging her to think about a career in real estate.
She responded to Bud that she loved his video ideas and would let him know when she could make another one for him. She thanked Tom for the compliments and offer and assured him she would consider it. And she sent a funny text back to Jim about how all the girls would know he was a player now and would be competing to see whose panties he would claim as a trophy next.
She really liked this interaction and it made her think more about Yelton's idea of a website where she did private photo shoots and videos for her subscribers and could chat with different ones. It would be fun, safe and might really be profitable. She checked out some of the sites that Yelton had recommended and it looked like a lot of fun. Harmless, very sexy, teasing, lots of fun outfits, a few daring public stunts, some sexy webcam videos. None of it seemed too extreme. But at the same time, she wanted to build skills that would allow her to have a real career -- business skills, networking, achievements she could put on her resume. Maybe there was a way to do more than one. There was just so much to think about.
She checked the time and realized it was close to time to pick up Kasey. She wanted something basic to wear. They were just going to for massages. Still, she knew the guys would require no bra, high heels and something from her new wardrobe. Even "basic" t-shirt and shorts would be eye-catching given the sizes and styles she had to work with.
She decided to put on a light gray t-shirt. It was like a normal t-shirt, only it was cut off just below her nipples. It was so small that it hugged her body and wrapped tight to her chest and the sleeves barely covered her shoulders. She was naturally bare from the bottoms of her breasts to the top of the waist band on her gray cotton athletic shorts. These started below her navel and ended just past her crotch. They were skin tight and wrapped around her ass and pussy, which were additionally covered by a bright blue thong, the top of which was partially visible above the back of her shorts. No heels really made sense with this outfit, but she understood that style wasn't what the guys were concerned about. She put some basic red pumps and a plain red choker. She kept her hair down.
She knew Kasey would notice and comment about her new clothes, but she wouldn't judge. Plus, they had seen each other naked and in bras and panties and cheerleading outfits and playing dress up and everything else over the years. She might tease her, but Kasey would never shame her or insult her. Megan was anxious to see her BFF. There was so much she wanted to tell her, but she wasn't sure how much she could. Or would. And she knew she couldn't tell her about meeting her dad at the movie theater. But it would be nice to get away from the School for Sluts for a bit and get some perspective from Kasey. Even if she only hinted at a little of what she had been doing and thinking, Kasey would understand and would know the right things to say.
Megan showed the guys her outfit and had them take a few photos to send to Jackson for the site. She also texted one to Bud, Tom and Jim, then left to pick up Kasey. It was the first time she had been alone since her parents left. It was nice to have the freedom to hop in the car and go. Kasey lived close by and Megan pulled into her driveway as Kasey came bounding out the door.
Megan had always known that Kasey was beautiful, but maybe it was her heightened sense of her own appearance that caused her to really notice it now. People had always said that they looked like twins, only with different colored hair. Looking at Kasey's body and beautiful smile, Megan took that as more of a compliment than ever.
Kasey, indeed, did have a body that was very similar to Megan's. She was an inch shorter at 5-3 and her breasts were a bit smaller. But her torso, legs and ass -- like Megan's -- were on point. Megan didn't consider herself flawless, but she thought Kasey looked perfect. She was a natural blonde with a beautiful round face and blue eyes. She wasn't naturally as darkly tanned as Megan, but had a smooth, healthy all-over tan. She had been in cheerleading and tennis with Megan and was every bit as fit.
Kasey wore denim cutoffs at a reasonable length, a white tank top with a bra clearly visible underneath and some white sneakers. She looked cute and sexy, but in no way inappropriate or scandalous. Megan jumped out of the car and gave her friend a hug. They exchanged greetings and talked about how excited they were to get massages. Then Kasey noticed Megan's little outfit.
"Damn, girl, you're looking extra hot today!" Kasey said. Kasey and her family had moved to Florida from Tennessee and Kasey had retained her southern drawl. That and her looks made the guys drool over her. "Your clothes shrink in the dryer or something?"
