****Author's note: This is part 5 of a series, beginning with "Water Park turns Sexy".
To summarize the story so far, Sharon discovered her love of exhibitionism years ago when she faked a bikini mishap on a water slide in college. Afterward she became a teacher and kept her more deviant wishes hidden until she heard about an adults-only night at an amusement park and found a way to get herself naked, fingered, licked and squirting in front of a crowd of people.
She later got wind that her antics were circulating the porn sites and that some of her students had seen them and thought it was her in the video. Sharon worried she would lose her job over it if the wrong people found out. She reached out to Holly, who had made Sharon cum in front of a crowd (and now the whole internet) at the amusement park, then slipped Sharon her number. Holly introduced her to Mike, who had recorded and edited the video that was circulating. Sharon has since agreed to doing more wild public videos so that they can sell them to a paid porn site in hopes that their legal team will be able to pull the videos of her off the free sites and reduce her risk that word will get back to her boss or school board.
Holly and Mike convinced Sharon to sign a contract with the company, coercing her by getting her worked up into a sexual frenzy and then withholding her orgasm until she signed.
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Holly led me into the bedroom and closed the door behind me, gesturing for me to go to the bed. I walked over, still naked and wet, quivering from the powerful series of orgasms she'd just bestowed on me with Mike's assistance.
"Have a seat," Holly said, her voice husky and low.
I did as I was told and sat on the edge of the bed. Holly peeled off her clothes in front of me. The fabric clung to her body as she pulled, wet from some combination of her sweat and my juices. Her t-shirt and shorts came away to reveal a plain tan bra and white cotton panties. It was reassuring that, just as I hadn't planned on crazed sex when I came over, she seemed to have been caught equally unprepared. Neither of us seemed to intend to seduce the other, but instead we were pulled together like magnets.
She had a very fit physique -- probably a runner or a yoga fanatic or something. She had a small frame at 5'2" or so, with a tight little tummy and strong arms and legs. I remembered how she had wrapped her arms around my thighs and left me completely immobilized -- I could see why now!
"This is silly," she said, looking to the side, "but now that we're alone, I'm feeling kind of shy."
"Come here," I said, extending my arms to embrace her when she got close enough.
I wrapped my arms around her back, pulling her in close. My head fit snugly between her bra-covered breasts. I kissed the naked skin of her chest as I gently raked my nails across her back. With Holly's body so tight against mine, I could feel her shiver slightly as goosebumps rose from her flesh.
Continuing to kiss around the perimeter of her bra cups, I reached up with my hands and found the clasp. Finding that it was the same kind of clasp that I frequently wore, I deftly opened it and let the straps hang loose. Leaning back slightly, I reached up to the shoulder straps and slowly, carefully, slid them down her arms as Holly held her arms at her sides. When the straps reached her elbows, the cups fell away to reveal her creamy white breasts, then small erect pink nipples.
I let the bra fall to the floor, then leaned back in and kissed circles around her breast, moving in with each revolution until finally my mouth brushed against her nipple. Holly exhaled harder with the contact. Teasingly, I moved back out away from her nipple for several kisses before bouncing straight back into the center and enveloping her firm nipple with my soft, wet lips. My tongue snaked out and flicked across her nipple several times before I began to suck on her breast. With her nipple and areola sucked into my mouth, I continued flicking my tongue across.
Holly let out a soft "Ooooh", and I moved to her other breast to repeat the exercise. By the time I began sucking on her other nipple, Holly was breathing hard and moaning softly almost continuously. I moved my hand down to her panties and found them to be soaked through at the crotch. She trembled at my touch, and I wanted nothing more than to please this magical creature.
I stood up from the edge of the bed and rotated Holly so she faced away from the bed. She reached out for my face, and we kissed deeply. I edged closer to the bed and eventually got far enough to knock her off her balance, causing her to fall backward onto the bedspread.
Smiling impishly, I said, "Your turn, now," then reached for the waistband of her panties and began lowering them. Once again, the wet fabric clung to her skin, and I had the waistband most of the to her knees before the fabric covering her pussy snapped away all at once, making Holly gasp.
Hers, like mine, was shaven completely bare. Her panties and bra might not have been ready for sex, but her legs and pussy had clearly been shaven that day. I ran my hands over the silky-smooth skin of her thighs, inching closer to her sex, then again gently raking my nails across her thighs to her knees. I repeated this several times, teasing her legs but not quite reaching her vulva. When I got close, she moaned and thrust her hips upward toward my hands, clearly aching to be touched.
The next time I reached her knees, I grabbed them firmly and lifted, spreading her legs wide. Her lips opened for me with this position, and I reached out and felt her pussy for the first time. At this, Holly moaned loudly, then pleaded, "no more teasing -- I need you now!"
Feeling I had gotten her going enough, I put my index finger at the entrance to her wet hole and gathered up some of her cream, rubbing it between my fingers before finally touching her clit. I began with a gentle squeezing on the sides of her hood, softly masturbating her clit like it was a tiny little cock. She moaned her approval.
Gathering more lubrication, I placed my finger directly onto her clitoris and pressed more firmly, tracing tiny circles across it. Her moaning continued to increase.
"Is that how you like it?" I asked?
"Yeah, just like that," she answered between moans. Her chest heaved in front of me, so I kept up that motion and pace and leaned over to suckle at her nipple again. Holly's pleasure continued to build, but I found the position (bent over the bed) to be uncomfortable. Careful not to interrupt my work at Holly's clit, I rotated around so I could kneel on the bed. This positioned me so that my breasts now hung down over her face. Opening her eyes, Holly looked at my breasts and instinctively reached up for them. Tugging slightly, she pulled me down toward her until I had lowered my nipples directly into her mouth.
Holly suckled greedily at my nipple, moaning her approval. Astonishingly, after all that had happened in the last hour, I felt myself getting wet again. I increased my tempo on her clit as she pulled my nipple into her mouth, sucking hard. Her muffled moaning reached a crescendo, and finally I felt her body convulse as she climaxed.
I continued to play, more gently and slowly, with her clit as she came down. Letting my breast slip from her mouth suddenly, Holly looked me in the eyes and said, "Eat me out. Please? I want to feel your tongue on my snatch."
Without a word, I moved back around the bed and kneeled in front of her, her juicy, quivering pussy just inches in front of me. I leaned in, tongue out, and plunged into her sex, tasting her for the first time. In that moment, I wanted nothing more than to be right here, eating this beautiful cunt and bring Holly all the pleasure I could bring.
"Ms. Egret?"
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"Ms. Egret?" I snapped away from my daydream to find that one of my students needed help understanding the directions to her lab. After showing her the technique and verifying she did it correctly, I made a quick loop of the classroom before returning to my desk and the always-enormous stack of ungraded papers that awaited me.
The pH indicator lab was a bit of a boring one, and the smell of boiling cabbage would linger for weeks to come, but our department head insisted we keep it. On the plus side, though, we didn't work with any strong acids or bases, so I could usually get some grading done while students made their little indicator charts. I picked up my red pen and began to scan through the paper I had been reading but was unable to stay focused on it. My mind kept drifting back to Holly and Mike, what we had done last weekend, and what we were planning for this weekend.
Trying to keep myself from getting all hot and horny in a room full of the teenagers I was responsible for, but also knowing I was too distracted to grade chemistry homework, I rehashed the plan for Saturday. We had tried hard to come up with venues for our video that were likely to be all adults, and particularly adults who wouldn't be likely to call the cops about a naked woman.
The list was short -- we figured it probably needed to be a younger crowd, and a place where people were going to be drinking. Mike had the idea of finding a wet t-shirt contest, which seemed as safe as anything. Certainly, nobody would be there who was going to be overly offended by nudity. We figured that the people running it might stop me when I went too far, but it didn't seem especially likely that anyone was going to try to get me arrested.
