All Characters In This Story Are 18+ Years Old
CROSS-TRAINING. September 10, 1992 Los Angeles, CA
**THURSDAY After Midnight**
Carter lay naked on his back, in the middle of his king-size bed, arms folded behind his head and under a pillow. Under the top sheet, two teen-age co-eds, also naked, curled against him. The 18 year-old Periwinkle Halstead, eyes closed in natural sleep, lay with her long, light-brown hair splayed on her pillow and her left cheek abutting Carter's right pectoral muscle. Patricia Dempsey, 19, in a hypnotic trance, was similarly positioned on Carter's left side, except her copper-red mop haircut was tucked into his armpit and her nose nudged his ribs. In slumber, they cuddled their 66 year-old college counselor, holding hands across his round, soft stomach. Carter listened to the soft, slow, regular breathing of both the girls and sighed happily. "They finally ran down," he said to himself, reflecting on the activity after they had decided, about 9 p.m. last night, to go to bed.
The girls, giggling, had hurried down the hall ahead of him. By the time he walked into the bedroom, they were already under the covers, sheet up to their chins, grinning slyly. He saw, through the open bathroom door, their black suits and terry robes, still damp from their earlier swim, lumped in a pile on the tiled floor. His robe hung open, revealing his chest and slight paunch. His penis hung, unrevealed and limp, behind the soft cloth of his grey jersey gym shorts.
"Hurry up, Uncle Bill," Peri admonished, as he stood taking in the scene, "Dump that old robe and those shorts and get in bed!"
"Yes," chimed in Trish, "We're keeping it warm, but hurry!" She laughed, turned her face, kissed Peri quickly, and scooted her bottom slightly left. "Come on in, we won't bite, AGAIN!" she said, between laughs as she patted the open spot she had just created.
Peri looked meaningfully at her friend. "Maybe YOU won't," she said, sotto voce, "I didn't get filled up like you!"
Carter stepped to the bathroom, added his robe and shorts to the heap, then climbed into bed over Trish as Peri slid to her right and pulled back the covers. He saw their nubile nude forms, kissed each student on her mouth and settled in with his arms outstretched under them. His cock twitched as he touched their bodies, despite having just delivered a huge load of cum into Trish's greedy mouth. "Alright, here I am. Thanks for being so sweet to an old man," he said self-deprecatingly, "now, Trish, pull the alarm stem and turn out the lights. Beddy-bye, Babies!" he said firmly, shutting his eyes.
"Oh, no MISTER!" Peri exclaimed, rising up and straddling Carter's extended legs. "You don't get off that easy!" She pinched his right nipple hard and smiled when he yelped and opened his eyes. "Just because I sucked your nuts and helped you shoot gobs of goop into Trish doesn't mean I am finished with you." She winked and grinned more broadly yet. "I think WE want to see if YOU are finished with US!"
As she had spoken, Carter remembered, she had continually ground her pelvis across his thighs and tweaked his nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.
"Trish, honey," Peri said "Clamber onto his chest and let Dr. Carter see what a nice pussy and bottom you have." Turning her head back to Carter, Peri added with a wink, invisible to Trish, "Believe me, Uncle Bill, her pumpkin is totally plump and pretty!"
As Trish re-positioned herself, knees beside Carter's ribs, shins pinning his upper arms to the mattress and cunt and ass hovering over his face, Peri kept grinding and pinching. She was delighted to see Carter's dick getting thick and rolling around on his reduced, but not withered, eggs.
Thinking back, Carter still didn't know how he was able to rise to the occasion after the monster evacuation of his seed less than twenty minutes before. It may have been the pure sexiness of Peri's voice, her nails nipping his tender titties or her constant ass wiggling. It might also have been the sudden, close-up view of Trish's looming posterior. He had squirmed his arms toward her ankles freeing them and bending his elbows. With his hands on her ample butt cheeks, he pulled sideways and stared cross-eyed at her tightly shut rosebud. Lowering his gaze, he focused on her bright pink slash, slightly open, beaded with tiny, glistening, juice drops. As Trish moved her bottom back and down, her carrot-orange muff tickled his chin. Her sluice settled, like a soft, sticky sponge onto his open lips.
"Ah HAH!" Peri had cried, upon seeing his cock's vigor restored. "THERE'S our lost friend, Trish!"
"Hoo Ray!" Trish crowed, seizing it once more in her fist and then snatching back her hand as Peri slapped it.
"Huh UNH! This one is mine, sister!" she snapped, scooting herself forward and raising her haunches.
Trish was startled, but had quickly indicated her true intent. "I was just going to help you, like you helped me," she said, evenly.
"Well, that's OK," Peri said, "You keep his mouth occupied, and I'll take care of his dick." She leaned forward and kissed Trish, just before she lowered her pussy onto Carter's upright staff. "Uhnnn.." Yes!" Peri exclaimed, "Right there, Uhhn... cle Bill!" She grunted as her ass punched the top of Carter's thighs and she was maximally impaled.
Trish had started swaying her hips while her thighs closed in around Carter's cheeks. He remembered being concerned about airflow, but it had turned out that Trish also raised and lowered her ass, which acted like a bellows, and kept him oxygenated while he sucked her cunt and ran his tongue up her slit, teasing her swollen clit. "Ooohh... mmmm... uuunnn..." she gasped as she jerked under his treatment.
Peri bounced up and down, hard, frantically, grunting "Uhn! on every downbeat and hissing "Yesss!" at the top. She reached out, grabbed Trish's tits and squeezed with each grunt, releasing them with every hiss.
The girls kissed each other intensely while Peri posted, with wild abandon, on Carter's cock. Trish held onto Peri's shoulders, steadying her, pulling her up and pushing her down forcefully.
