After Detention

After Detention After Detention

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Melody and Debbie go on their initial interview to get into the community college with their poor grades and have fun with the professors.

Summary

Melody and Debbie go on their initial interview to get into the community college with their poor grades and have fun with the professors.

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Submitted: December 14, 2016

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After Detention

During the ride home after school, Melody asked Debbie why Miss Varney was tutoring her and why was she giving Miss Varney oral sex.

“It’s kind of complicated,” Debbie began, “Miss Varney told me that my overall grades were so low that, even if I graduate, I could not get into the community college next year. But she told me that she knew two professors on the entrance board who would make sure that I got accepted, and would even insure that some of my grades would be marked up.”

“That’s wonderful!” said Melody. “But why were you giving her sex?”

“Miss Varney said that both the professors required “other special skills” during and then periodically after the interview,” explained Debbie.

“That should be no problem; you’ve had plenty of sex with boys to take care of an adult professor,” Melody added.

“Yeah, but one of the professors is a woman, and I told Miss Varney that I’ve never had sex with a girl. So Miss Varney offered to give me some lessons to show me how to orally satisfy another girl so that I would be experienced when the time came. That makes sense, doesn’t it, Mel?”

“You mean, Varney asked you to go down on her? For like, practice? Did you like it?”

“Well, she’s almost as old as my Mom, but she’s in good shape, and it wasn’t that bad; she told me what to do and she pretty much got herself off; all I had to do was lick her a little and then she got hot and took what she needed, I guess.”

“Don’t tell Miss Varney, but I’d like to go with you to apply at the college too, my grades aren’t that much better than yours, but to have an ace in the hole might make college easier.”

“You mean, like to have a professor’s dick in your hole now and then wouldn’t hurt, right?”

They both laughed at the possibilities and a week later they were on their way to apply in person at the community college. They were comparing notes in the car along the way.

“Mel, you realize that you’re probably going to be expected to do that woman professor, don’t you?”

“Maybe so, but I’ll get out of it. I’ll get the guy professor to keep me to himself; I think a blowjob every day should do it.”

“You might be right, but Varney set us up with the woman for the initial interview today,” warned Debbie.

“Shit! I’ll just have to take my chances, I guess,” Melody replied.

When they arrived at the college, they were directed to a large office to wait for their interview appointment. There was a huge cherry desk with a matching bookcase behind it. Two large soft chairs faced the desk, and there was a large sofa against one wall.  Both the girls were a little nervous, but eager to cement their future opportunities.

In a few minutes, a very tall man dressed in a dark blue blazer, tan slacks and white shirt entered the office. He looked to be in his early forties. As the professor walked by, Melody leaned over and whispered to Debbie, “I bet his dick is too big to totally fill my mouth!”

“Good afternoon, girls, I’m Professor Darrell Riley,” said the professor. The girls introduced themselves and he moved behind a big desk and sat down. He crossed his arms and looked at them with such a serious look that they both felt intimidated.

“Miss Varney tells us that you girls are struggling academically but willing to do what it takes to get into college and make something of yourselves; is that right?”

“Yes, sir,” both girls said simultaneously.

“And you both realize that there are certain, sometimes sexual favors to be exchanged with Professor Devreaux and me, is that understood?”

They both nodded and softly answered, “Yes, sir.”

“Very well, then,” he said, smiling enthusiastically. “Professor Devreaux will be out of her class momentarily and she’s eager to meet you. I’m sure that you will find her a bit more assertive than I am today,” he said, almost apologetically. “I just “came” from another interview and I’m quite drained, but I will want to sit in on your interview if the professor will let me.”

Debbie spoke quickly, “You mean, like, you want to watch?”

He smiled broadly at both of them. “Yes. Yes, I like to watch. And I’m dying to know what you’ll do to impress Professor Devreaux. She has some unusual sexual tastes, so to speak.”

As if on cue, the female professor came into the office. She was in her late twenties, slim and athletic looking and dressed in a cream colored skirt and matching blouse.  As she approached the girls, she extended her hand in a greeting. “Hi, girls; I’m Professor Lynn Devreaux; thanks for coming in today.” Each girl shook her hand and then the professor sat on the edge of the desk where Professor Riley sat.

The conversation turned professional for a few minutes, during which both professors asked the girls about their career goals and what subjects were of most interest to them. Finally, Professor Devreaux opened the key topic. “We know that Miss Varney told you how Professor Riley and I “help” girls in your situation. My given name, Devreaux, is French and coincidentally I happen to like French; what about you girls?” she asked.

Melody answered without thinking; “I don’t speak French, myself.”

Debbie poked Melody in the ribs with her elbow just as Professor Devreaux leaned forward towards Melody, smiling directly at her. “I didn’t ask if you speak it, Melody; I asked if you like it; that is, giving French; do you understand now?”

“Oh!” gasped Melody, embarrassed at her mistake. “Well, I’ve only done it to boys and older men,” she said, glancing over at Professor Riley, “but I really like doing THAT, very much, but I’m not interested in doing it with a girl. At least, I don’t think so.”

Professor Devreaux looked at Debbie and asked, “And what about you, Debbie?”

Debbie smiled proudly, ready to get on the good side of THIS professor, because she felt comfortable with her oral skills, thanks to Miss Varney. “Yes, ma’am, I’ve given Miss Varney oral sex and she said I do it quite well.”

“Splendid!” replied the professor, as she turned to Professor Riley. “Darrell, call administration and tell them we’re not to be disturbed.”

“Of course, Lynn, but, um…may I stay?” he asked rather sheepishly.

“You certainly may, my pet; I know what effect it has on you,” she replied happily.

Professor Devreaux took Melody by the hand and led her over to the sofa as Professor Riley made his phone call. When he hung up the phone, Lynn told Melody to undress and she began to do the same. She looked over her shoulder to Debbie. “Darrell has already had his bell rung today but play with him and see if you can get him off again, Debbie.”

When Melody was naked, Lynn embraced her like a lover, kissing her gently until the girl relaxed in her arms. “Lie down, dear; I want to show you something you’ll think about when you’re in class.”

Melody lay down on the sofa and Lynn knelt next to her on the floor. She draped one of Melody’s legs over her shoulder and leaned in, settling her face against Melody’s crotch. Mel gasped, a little unsure of what to expect, but she soon relaxed and let the professor’s tongue take her to a wonderful and unexpected orgasm.

Lynn stood briefly and leaned over to kiss Mel passionately. “Mmmm, do you like how you taste, Melody?” asked the professor. Sheepishly, Mel answered, “Yes…it’s very different from a boy’s cum.”

“Yes, it is, and on one of your visits, I’ll let you taste me for comparison,” she promised. She took a sitting position on the opposite end of the sofa and told Melody to do the same. Pulling Melody by the ankles, she spread her legs and settled her crotch against Melody’s. “This is called “scissoring” Melody. By grinding together, we can make ourselves come while watching each other at the same time.”

When Lynn began moving, grinding gently at first and then more firmly, Melody was surprised at the feelings that it generated. She decided that she wanted to come again, and soon both women were holding onto the other’s leg, grinding and moaning like lovers.

Meanwhile Professor Riley was standing in back of his desk with his pants and underwear down around his ankles. Debbie was sitting in his chair using every trick she knew to make him come. She rubbed his balls and scratched them with her fingernails. She sucked on the tip of his cock and hummed on it while her free hand stroked his shaft.

The professor had more stamina than he gave himself credit for; within a few minutes he was moaning and making whimpering sounds. Debbie was confused. “Do you want me to stop, professor?” she asked. “You can come in my mouth and I’ll swallow it if you want me to?”

He looked down at her, seemingly in agony. “Just do it slower; I can’t come until Lynn says I can,” he answered almost in a whining voice. Debbie did as he asked, but scraped her teeth over his crown lightly as she sent a finger to threaten his dark rim. “Oh, God! Oh, God!” he moaned.

“Lynn…LYNN! Please? May I come please, Lynn?”

Without ceasing her gyrations with Melody, Professor Devreaux looked over at the poor professor, on the brink of coming in Debbie’s mouth. “Not yet, Darrell,” she replied. “Debbie, take your skirt and panties off and get on your hands and knees on the desk.”

When Debbie removed her mouth, Darrell gripped his shaft and slowly stroked it, murmuring, “Hurry….please hurry…”

Debbie perched herself as ordered on the desktop and Darrell moved around to stand behind her. “Now, Lynn? May I please come?”

“Jerk off on her ass, Darrell, right down the center; cover her tight little hole with it,” ordered Lynn.

Lynn had barely given him instructions when Darrell began grunting like a pig, jerking his cock in his fist as it splashed rope after rope of his creamy load into the crack of Debbie’s ass. He pumped until his erection began to deflate. His cum had all but disappeared into Debbie’s dark crevice.

“Touch yourself, Debbie, make yourself come,” ordered Lynn. “Darrell, clean up your mess with your tongue and don’t stop licking until Debbie has an orgasm.”

As her fingers began to rub her clit, Debbie felt Darrell’s hands gently spread her buttocks. She could feel his warm breath for an instant and then his tongue made contact. He swiped it from bottom to top, over and over, pressing more firmly with the flat of his tongue each time his tongue moved up through her crack.

Lynn had been ignoring Melody, who was suddenly experiencing her first orgasm against another woman’s clit. It was so exciting that she wished there could be a cock deep inside her as she felt this unusual feeling.

It took several minutes before Debbie could come, almost distracted by Darrell’s licking and yet aroused when his tongue hesitated long enough to tease her tiny rim with the tip. What really got her off was the sound of the professor sucking his own cum out the valley between her buttocks.

It was all over before they realized how long they had been in the office. Professor Devreaux directed the girls to dress. Professor Riley dutifully went to the sofa and lay down on his back. He had obviously been through this routine before.

As Professor Devreaux positioned herself kneeling over Darrell’s face, she bid the girls goodbye. “You may as well leave now, girls; the good professor here has a final special assignment and it will take a long time, if he knows what is good for him.”

The girls heard Professor Riley’s muffled moans as they left the office. “I wouldn’t mind staying a while longer to watch,” said Debbie.

“Fuck that!” replied Melody. “Let’s get out of here while we can!”

 

 

 

 
 


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