Ericas Man In London

What a couple of days it had been. Residential trips are always stressful, but walking around the sights of our capital with forty 10-11 year olds was definitely more stressful than the average.

We'd been there for three days already, driving down on the coach on the Tuesday, visiting museums and landmarks Tuesday afternoon, and then Wednesday and Thursday, and would be heading back up north the next day to end the week. There were five of us on the trip, two older teaching assistants, Yvette and Steph, and the two Year 6 teachers, Emma and Louise, as well as myself.

They were all lovely people, and it had been a pleasant trip in general, Louise keeping us entertained, full of jokes and innuendos as she has a similar sense of humour to me. Emma is more straight-laced, but still laughed along with us all in the group.

Stressful though taking the children around the landmarks had been, the nights were what was killing us. Despite their age, there were a lot of children very insecure about being away from their parents, and none of the adults had been able to get any sleep before 1am at the earliest so far. I, as the senior member of staff, had been the one to send others to bed, and hadn't been to bed before 3.30 either night yet. Louise had said it best when she'd joked at the teacher table during one of our meals, "It's not worth the lack of sleep if I'm not getting laid!"

Still, the last night had arrived, and we were hopeful that the children would be so shattered that they'd get to bed earlier, and indeed, the vast majority of rooms were completely quiet before 11pm, although I did receive a knock on the door with a girl missing her mum at around midnight. I very sympathetically ushered her off to bed and patrolled the corridors until all was definitely quiet.

Finally sure that all of my charges were asleep in bed, I closed my door behind me and locked it, changing into shorts and a t-shirt to sleep. Normally I'd wear nothing or just my underwear, but couldn't risk being woken and answering the door half asleep without dressing first!

After a while, just as i was on the verge of sleep, I heard yet another soft knock at the door. Cursing in my head - it was gone one o'clock now, and I thought I might have gotten a decent few hours sleep - I climbed back out of bed, paused a second or two to gather myself, set my phone to record the room from the side table by the bed (always best to record conversations, especially at this time of night - there was no way the phone could see the child at the door and I could never be accused of saying anything inappropriate if it was recorded) and opened the door again, ready to act sympathetically while also laying down the law to go the hell back to bed.

Much to my surprise, it wasn't another pupil, but Emma, one of the year 6 teachers, who stood outside my room. She was wearing shorts and a baggy grey t-shirt similarly to me, her long brown hair hanging loose down past her shoulders. She's slim, and about average height at around 5"5, with a pretty, but not beautiful face, and fairly small chest. I was a little surprised, knowing Emma to be very straight-laced, to see her barefoot, two small, pretty feet with red nail polish at the end of her pale legs on the hotel carpet.

Despite the very "comfortable" look, presumably designed as mine was, to be appropriate if a child knocked on her room door, my eyes couldn't help but be drawn almost immediately from her legs to her erect nipples, clearly poking out underneath her top. In fairness, she couldn't be expected to wear a bra to sleep, even on residential, I supposed.

It took me a few seconds, and there was no way she could have missed it, but I managed to pull my gaze from her tits and greet her, asking if everything was ok.

"Could I come in, please? I feel a little vulnerable out in the corridor." She had a slightly disapproving look on her face, and I hoped she wouldn't cause a fuss over the blatant staring at her chest, especially after the comment about feeling vulnerable.

I opened the door wider and gestured her inside, unable to stop myself from trying to peer at her arse in her shorts and disappointed, though I shouldn't have been surprised, that the long, baggy t-shirt covered it.

Emma came in and sat on my bed, shuffling back far enough to sit with her ankles crossed out in front of her fully on the bed, leaning back on her hands placed slightly behind her.

"What can I do for you?" I asked, sitting on the chair I'd only recently moved from the doorway,pulling it close to the bed so I sat facing my colleague.

"To be honest, I just can't sleep. I've had kids knocking on the door until gone midnight and now I can't get off to sleep."

I chuckled. "My last one was maybe fifty minutes ago now, but I was up and down the corridors from then until recently and I'm pretty sure everyone's settled and asleep now." I grinned. "I was trying not to lose my temper until I saw you were the one who knocked on my door."

Emma laughed. "You're more patient than me. I definitely lost my temper with the one who knocked on last. It was nearly one in the morning!"

I smiled. "So, what can I do to help?" I may have been a little quick getting to the point, but it was two in the morning, even if it wasn't a kid who'd knocked.

Emma blushed a little and seemed to weigh up her response for a few seconds before speaking. "Well, usually when I can't get off to sleep, I... get off." She went very red at this point, and lowered her eyes, clearly realising she was massively pushing her luck - as deputy head I was her line manager and this was suddenly and definitely a sackable conversation. She knew I was married, after all (as was she), and apart from one celebratory quickie after ofsted with one of our HLTAs, Ella, nobody at my new school knew about my and Erica's lifestyle.

I knew I had to tread carefully here - on one hand my growing erection was very happy to see my colleague on my bed making rather unsubtle hints she wanted me to make her cum. On the other hand this was potentially a harassment accusation.

Luckily, I knew I had the conversation recorded, and just needed to choose my words carefully. "I see," I responded after a couple of seconds, "and why have you told me that?"

Emma looked back up at me and again paused before speaking, clearly weighing up the situation further. The fact I was smiling probably helped making her decision, as she went all in with her next words. "Well since I'm sharing a room with Yvette, I couldn't exactly get myself off, so I thought maybe you could help me out." She spread her legs on the bed after this invitation, exposing a dark, damp patch on her blue shorts. She paused a second before adding, as if the sopping wet pussy awaiting me wasn't enough, "I know what happened with Ella, after all."

I shrugged, my eyes glued to the moist patch. "Ella told you?"

"I'm married to her brother. We tell each other lots of things!" After a second she added, "Perhaps not this, though."

I'd forgotten that tidbit of information, that the two were sisters in law. I shrugged again, smiling as I stood up from the chair, my erection standing at full mast beneath my shorts to indicate I was on board. Stepping forward to the bed, I held her gaze as I leaned across and took hold of the waistband of her shorts, hooking her knickers beneath them as well, before pulling the whole set down and off, dragging her backside closer to the edge of the bed and her arms from under her as I did so.

Her glistening pussy had a neatly trimmed, thin landing strip just above it, practically an arrow to my target as I knelt by the bed, wrapping my arms under her thighs and pulling her closer to taste her cunt, bringing a soft moan as my tongue slipped between her lips.

I busied myself with the task of making my colleague orgasm, licking up and down her slit before focusing on her engorged clit, my tongue circling and flickering over the sensitive nub. Years of good teaching from my wife has made me quite adept at eating pussy, and with Emma already very wet and turned on before I even touched her, it didn't take long before her thighs squeezed my head and she gasped loudly, letting out an involuntary moan as her fingers grasped at the bedding and her back arched up. Her pussy practically gushed onto my tongue and I lapped her juices from her pussy with gusto, bringing more moans before I returned my attention to her clit, sensing multiple orgasms and quickly proved right as she squealed with the second, her thighs again squeezing my head as my tongue tantalised her clit.

Feeling ambitious, I didn't let up despite Emma's squirming and gasping moans, and sure enough a third orgasm soon followed, another squeal bursting from her as I slid two fingers into her sopping cunt to add to the sensation of my tongue on her sensitive clitoris.

I slowed down now, my fingers unmoving inside her as I slowly tongued the juices from around them, Emma gasping for breath as she recovered.

"Very impressive," came a voice from behind me.

I don't think I've ever spun around so fast in my life, retrieving my digits from inside my colleague, who had also sprung into a sitting position, her arms wrapped around her knees to cover herself as much as she could, still catching her breath from three orgasms in quick succession.

Louise, the pretty blonde teacher of the other year six class, stood near the doorway, also wearing a baggy t-shirt and shorts, grey this time. Again, her nipples were rock hard and very visible, but that was probably only to be expected considering her pussy was also visible, her fingers holding the crotch of her shorts to one side as she slowly rubbed at herself.

"You two are lucky I wasn't one of the kids! The door hadn't closed properly behind you. I did knock... but I think you were a little distracted." She grinned. Louise had always been a little more flirty, with a cheeky, and often dirty sense of humour. "I was going to pretend I was doing the rounds and patrolling the corridors, but I don't think the pretense is needed... looks like you and I had the same idea, Emma." She looked at me, knelt on the floor, Emma's orgasmic juices still glistening around my mouth. "Want to share him?"

I couldn't believe my luck. Emma started to protest but stopped herself, simply nodding, a small smile on her face as Louise stepped across to me and lifted me to my feet before pushing me backwards onto the bed, allowing me to shuffle back to lie back with my head on the pillow, before climbing onto the bed on her hands and knees, crawling up the bed to stop as she reached the very clear erection standing tall within my shorts. She was quickly joined by Emma, the pair on all fours looking up at me.

Emma followed Louise's lead as the blonde knelt up, the pair pulling their t-shirts up over their heads to reveal four beautiful breasts, Louise's around a D cup while Emma's were smaller B cups. Emma was completely naked now, of course, while Louise still wore her shorts for now.

Louise mirrored the way I'd approached Emma earlier as she hooked my shorts and underwear, pulling them down my legs and off to release my hard eight inches.

A satisfied murmur from both was followed by a slightly awkward giggle from Emma, definitely the more reserved of the two usually, despite her forward behaviour tonight. Louise was first to grasp my cock, stroking up and down a couple of times with her gaze holding mine, before leaning forward to take my head into her mouth, drawing a groan of appreciation from myself and never taking her eyes from mine.

As Louise began to lick and suck around the head of my cock, Emma leaned forward to lick the shaft, before tonguing my balls as her blonde colleague bobbed up and down on me. Soon, the pair swapped, Louise releasing me from her mouth and guiding Emma's head up to take over the main cock sucking duties, before licking up and down my shaft, all drawing pleasured groans from my throat.

After a few minutes, the two alternating between sucking my cock and tonguing the shaft and balls, Louise stood on the bed and pulled off her shorts and panties, revealing fully her shaven and already very wet pussy. Simply stating that she wanted to see if I could match what I gave to Emma, the pretty blonde knelt either side of my face and promptly sat on my mouth, the taste of her soaked cunt like ambrosia on my tongue, and I dutifully went about trying to make her cum as hard as Emma had a short while earlier.

Emma, for the moment, was still going down on me with some ferocity, rubbing my shaft quickly as she sucked and licked the head of my erection. I hoped she wasn't intent on sucking me to ejaculation, as I had every intention of fucking both of my colleagues before the night was over.

Sure enough, soon, while I ate the pussy of her blonde friend, Emma's mouth disappeared from my cock and I felt her manoeuvre her body to straddle my waist, before the familiar wet warmth of a tight cunt enveloping my cock caused me to gasp involuntarily and groan against Louise's clit.

Regaining my composure, I focused my efforts on making Louise scream, even as I enjoyed Emma's steady sliding up and down my length. A few minutes passed, my tongue beginning to tire, before I finally brought the blonde to a knee-trembling orgasm, her legs giving out beneath her as I lapped at the pussy juices flowing to her cunt. She fell gasping to the side, lying on the bed and catching her breath as she watched the smaller Emma bounce on my cock, my hands on her slim waist.

As Emma moaned, I moved one hand to tease her nipples as she rode me, my hand joining one of hers in caressing her breasts and pinching and playing with her hard nubs. Between the nipple play and eight inches of cock inside her, Emma enjoyed another orgasm after a short few minutes, collapsing forwards onto my chest as Louise watched on, her fingers back between her legs.

The blonde knelt up onto all fours and moved to kiss first me, then her colleague, before reaching down and pulling my hard cock out from inside Emma's soaked cunt. She took a few long, slow licks of my ahaft and head, holding my gaze over Emma's pretty little arse as she tasted her colleague's juices for, I presumed, the first time.

After a few licks, Louise replaced her brunette colleague with her knees either side of my waist and lowered herself onto me, her slick cunt sliding easily down all eight inches with ease as a low moan escaped her throat.

Emma began to moan as the blonde began to ride me back and forth and round rather than up and down, a trick I've learned is usually a good way to ensure the woman cums faster than the man, and I realised Louise's mound would be pushing against Emma's wet pussy as she moved. I had (and still have) no idea as to whether either of the women have any experience with fucking other women, so the simple fact of them being quite so intimate with each other was erotic for all three of us, I think. I know it added to the enjoyment I was receiving from the tight cunt wrapped around my cock as Louise manoeuvred herself towards orgasm.

As Louise rode me, I felt Emma lift her arse slowly towards her colleague, clearly enjoying the intimate contact. I noticed Louise's hands were on Emma's waist, and I slid my arm underneath her and played with her clit and pussy as the other woman's mound thrust against her. Louise was close now and her movements were getting faster, forwards and back almost as though she were thrusting into the brunette. I slid my middle finger inside Emma and let Louise's thrusts power my digit into the smaller woman, almost acting as a strap on for the pair.

The feel of Louise's pussy on my cock, combined with the situation, had me groaning in pleasure as we fucked, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I told the girls I was going to cum and Louise's response was to squeal her own orgasm, her back arching atop me as her cunt walls contracted.

The blonde made no move to remove me from inside her, and after the initial moment of ecstasy, began to bounce vigorously on me, quickly bringing me to fill her pussy with hot spunk, a gasping orgasm firing a load of cum deep inside my younger colleague.

Louise half climbed, half fell to her right and lay next to me and Emma, all three of us panting for breath. We all lay for a few minutes until Louise leaned up on her arms and asked, "Why the fuck did we leave this 'til the last night?"

I chuckled my agreement, genuinely agreeing as I imagined what might have happened with the two women together on consecutive nights. I'm always home to be happy with what I have though, and, "I'm just incredibly glad it happened," was definitely the right response as both women leaned in to kiss me, before Emma also rolled off me and the pair joked about the kids finding us all there in the morning as they dressed.

I received a quick kiss goodnight from both women as they left, Emma especially clearly a little unsure how to leave the situation as clarity returned.

As the door closed and I was left alone again, I walked over to my phone next to the bed, still propped up, I was pleased to see, and stopped the recording id begun so innocently some time earlier.

A message to my wife, "You'll never guess what just happened," was followed by a large video attachment. I knew it had until morning to send for her and I climbed into bed happy in the knowledge that even in absence, I had been able to provide Erica with what would be a really good orgasm before work!