An Innocent Obsession Part III

AN INNOCENT OBSESSION PART III

Yummi had the best grades of the three of us. She had managed straight “A”s in her full schedule. I was only taking a three quarter load because of a make-up math class and all I could achieve was a bunch of “B”s and one solitary “A”. Maria was almost in tears because she had received a “D” in Biology and it counted double because of being both lecture and lab-work. I convinced her she needed a tutor immediately or we would be looking for another room-mate.

The scrawny little runt that showed up for Maria’s tutoring session was called “Bugs”. I was not certain if that was because of his sexual proclivities or if he was just plain unbalanced. He confided in me while we were waiting for Maria to return from the guidance office that the nickname stemmed from his obsession with studying and collecting insects of all types. He told me he loved the “Coleoptera” the best of all and I shook my head but had no idea what he was talking about. When I looked it up later, I discovered it was all about Butterflies and Moths.

I could see Bugs was checking out Yummi very covertly as she did her exercises on the white shag rug. Her soft skin and spandex body suit accentuated her camel-toe in a way that made male equipment rise to the occasion with obvious heterosexual lust patterns. The small bulge in Bugs’ trousers betrayed his package as being much smaller than normal for a guy his size. On the other hand, I could see how it would be an advantage to a girl like me with an exceptionally tight brown eye and an inexperienced throat.

Maria was definitely a little looped when she finally showed up.

It was apparent that she was in no condition to attempt math work of any type. I whisked her away to her room before Bugs could discern just how stewed she really was.

I managed to distract Bugs by having Yummi do her crunches with him holding her ankles steady between his legs. His greedy eyes were definitely riveted to her plump little camel-toe and his tongue nervously licked the corner of his twitching mouth like a cat preparing to pounce on a tiny mouse.

I got Maria to lie down on the bed face down so there would not be any problems with blocked airways and the like. She looked like she was out for the count and I marveled that she was able to make it all the way home all by her lonesome. I loosened up her bra and removed her shoes and her belt but didn’t mess with anything else because I know she would not be a happy camper when she woke up.

A quick check of her bag revealed that she still packing the full 3 pack of condoms that she was never without. It looked like whatever she was up to it didn’t involve unprotected sex.

When I got back out to the living room, I was startled to find Yummi on her tummy being massaged expertly by the long-fingered Bugs. He was slowly kneading her ass cheeks like a baker making tasty dough-balls. The little Asian wanton was eating it up and her tongue was protruding in a most obscene manner. She looked so sexy and vulnerable with her tongue out and her eyes closed. It was totally unlike her normal pattern of behavior.

Yummi looked like she was having so much fun that I restrained myself from interrupting the erotic tableau. I just sat on the sofa and watched silently. It was so erotic that I found my fingers were stroking my little slit in a frantic effort to catch up with the two adventure seekers.

They both knew I was sitting there watching but neither one seemed to care. In any event, they most certainly did not slow down in the least little bit even with my presence. I could see Yummi spread her legs for Bugs to have full access to her heated slit. The sound of her babyish moans was really starting to turn me on and I wanted to see just how far the bespectacled and nerdy Bugs would actually go with an audience in the room. The little prick was opening his trousers with one hand while he explored Yummi’s slippery arse crack with the other hand.

I knew this would not get to home plate with Yummi’s body suit still in place, so I walked over and zipped her suit down in the back and slid it off her body without causing Bugs to interrupt his ministrations to her pulsating pussy and her raised ass waiting to be humped from behind.

He barely noticed my assistance in preparing Yummi for a delightful impalement.

Bugs’ rampant cock was mini-sized but hard as a rock. He was able to shove it up Yummi’s pretty pussy from the rear with very little difficulty. The silly girl was gasping and rolling about like a virgin on a hot grill. I knew she was anything but a virgin after the stories she told me about being repeatedly put through vaginal exercises by all the male members of her swim team back in Japan. It was all a part of some crazy ritual just like the removal of every strand of hair except what was under her swimming cap.

I reached out to hold Yummi’s hands to show her I was right with her and that I was behind her all the way during her time of impalement. The squishing sound of Bugs’ diminutive cock sliding in and out of the Japanese girl’s lovely pussy was music to my ears. I knew the nerdy young boy’s cock was probably the smallest I had ever seen but I still was a bit envious that it was Yummi getting it and not me.

She looked up at me with panic in her eyes and I could tell she was fast approaching her orgasm. I whispered into Bugs’ ear,

“Be sure to pull out before you shoot!”

I figured a pregnant Yummi would not be good news for her folks back home across the sea. It would also put a crimp in her straight A studies.

The obedient tutor was unhappy with the instructions but was well aware of the wisdom of being circumspect in this circumstance. He pulled out his rigid long, thin cock and I watched it spurting long ropes of white creamy cum all over Yummi’s breasts and tummy. Some of the sperm laden liquid goo even made it up to Yummi’s face and she closed her eyes to avoid the uncomfortable feeling of cum in her eyeball.

Since I was feeling quite left out of the entire process, I gave into the urge to bend over and lick Bugs’ cock clean of all creamy residue. The gifted math tutor dribbled some final sticky drops into my wet mouth and I frigged my pussy furiously as he started to shrink inside my suctioning lips.

Bugs told us that we both did such a good job that he was not going to charge Maria for this visit, but that she should be on time the next time and ready to work on the math problems. We each took turns kissing him on the lips and I was somewhat surprised to find that he was really quite good at it. I even pushed Yummi out of the way so I could get a second round of his pointed tongue down my throat.

After he left, I bent Yummi over the desk and sucked her slit cleaning her up real good but Bugs had done a good job of shooting outside her pussy and I could discern no cum inside her tight labia. She repaid my efforts and even gave me some anal loving that pushed me right over the edge of a very satisfying orgasm.

When Maria arose the next morning she told us that someone must have spiked her drink at the party. She didn’t even remember what had gone on at the party. At least she was certain nothing had happened to her personally. I told her to not go by herself anymore and always have one of us with her so we could look out for each other.

There was a note in my box at the student hall that informed me my presence was required at the dean of women’s office right after last period. I crossed my fingers and prayed it had nothing to do with the lifestyle in our dorm room. I honestly felt we were not doing anything wilder than any of the other bimbos on the first three floors.

The dean of women was Ms. Cleopatra Huddleston.

I could see she was not wearing a wedding ring and that her jet black hair was swept up in a nice pony tail that showed her long beautiful neck off to perfection. Her pearl-shell glasses were sitting almost on the tip of her nose and her long red fingernails drummed impatiently on the top of the very neat wooden desk. The dark-skinned brunette was wearing a business suit that accentuated the swell of her full bosom and drew attention to the slender shape of her narrow waist. I could not see them, but I knew instinctively that her ass cheeks filled the chair with sensual roundness.

Ms. Huddleston was sexy in a way that made me want to kiss her and I considered myself to be of a bisexual bent but somewhat short of being a full-blown lesbian because I loved cock too much to give it up entirely.

“I have your file here, Miss Abby Jones. This office has received several complaints about your level of noise in your dorm room and I have a report that a male guest stayed in your room recently.”

This sounded like grade one BS to me and probably some jealous bitch in the building had some frustrations about the three of us getting it on together or had seen my brother sneaking into the room on his weekend visit.

“I am certain we can resolve this Ms. Huddleston. I will tell Yummi and Maria to keep the noise down and I assure you there was no male in our room overnight. It was just my brother visiting and he left long before the curfew started.”

I kept my fingers crossed behind my back for that whopper. I didn’t realize Cleopatra could see the extent of my duplicity in the mirror on the wall behind me. I watched the older woman rise and come around the desk towards me. My estimate of her full slacks was confirmed and I could tell she was not wearing any panties under the tight fitting slacks that revealed her pronounced labia and plump mound pushing sensuously at the apex of her womanhood. I hung my head in what I hoped would seem to be a very submissive state of mind. She stopped right beside me and slightly to my rear. I felt like I was a trapped bird ready to be plucked.

“This is very difficult for me, Miss Jones. I should suspend you but I would hate to see your studies fall behind at this vital time in the school year. What do you think I should do to insure you have been properly punished for your indiscretions?”

I inwardly smiled because I could tell where this conversation was headed.

“In my old school, I had to bend over the desk and my teacher would make sure I did not forget that I was a very bad girl. It made me grateful to be corrected and my record stayed nice and clean.”

“Call me Cleo, dear. I think we see eye to eye. I think we will start with only twenty good ones just to get you started on the right path.”

The well-dressed teacher stroked my quivering bum with her firm hand and I looked out the window as if nothing was happening at all. Cleo certainly was not hesitant to introduce her greedy fingers into every little private place under my loose fitting skirt. She propelled me to the almost cleared desk and with a practiced flick of her wrist pushed my garments up to my waist.

“Those are very sexy panties, Miss Abby! They are not appropriate for this discipline so I will have to remove them for your correction.”

I nodded my head in acquiescence and felt her hands hook under the waistband of my pretty pink undies and pull them down to my knees. She massaged my cheeks until I tensed my bottom in anticipation of the first blow. I could see in the mirror behind me the red outline of her hand on my left cheek. The sting of the first spank was etched in my brain and I could feel a tear forming in the corner of my eye despite my appreciation for the attractive woman’s attentions. By the time we had reached the final spank, I felt a lot closer to Cleo than I thought possible when I first entered the female administrator’s office.

In a completely helpless situation stretched across the top of the desk, I sobbed with an artificial sense of mortification designed to heighten Ms. Huddleston’s enjoyment of my predicament.

With a nasty look on her beautiful face, Cleo tested my slit with her fingers to see if I had enjoyed the little session.

“You are truly a dirty little girl, Miss Abby. Look at this!”

The teacher held up her two fingers showing me my own sticky juices visible and very wet. I tried to look shocked but was secretly pleased at my performance. She made me suck her fingers clean and I could taste the sweetness of my own goo released by my frenzied enjoyment of my treatment.

I exited the office with Ms. Huddleston’s words teasing my ears.

“We will discuss that next time, Miss Jones. I see we have a lot of work to do!”