Day Ten

School was boring and uneventful that Wednesday. I sat in English class listening to my teacher ramble on about the differences between two types of poems. Talk about boring. I squirmed in my seat. It seemed the more sex I got, the more I wanted. Every stray thought I had now always ended up back to sex and when I was bored, boy did my mind run rampant.

I reached down to scratch an itch on my bare knee. Sitting down at our little desks made my school uniform skirt reach the middle of my thigh. I took the opportunity to run my hand up and down my smooth thigh, sighing quietly at the sensation. It had only been a few hours since I had been fucked and already my pussy was starting to let me know it needed attention.

After a quickie fuck against the stairway banister before school Daddy had left for work. Not having time for another shower Mommy had knelt down in front of me and quickly cleaned up my pussy. Her tongue was wickedly talented and had me cumming twice before she drove me to school. I tried to be patient, another ten minutes of English torture and the bell would ring. Then I’d be able to relieve myself at lunch and be more comfortable.

This morning Daddy was pleased that my treatment at the spa had helped my pussy recover nicely from the first-fuckathon it had endured. As he pumped his cock deep into my cunt he told Mommy he wanted to have some of the medicinal cum on hand in the house just in case I needed it. That way all my holes would be accessible for him without much down time. On the brink of orgasm at the time, I couldn’t agree with him more.

I really loved the rhythm we were getting into as a family now that I was able to join them in their adult activities. Daddy would usually come to me in the morning to take care of his morning wood. After school Mommy and I would play together and then at night Daddy took care of Mommy’s needs. So far I loved everything they did with me, even if I was unsure of it in the moment.

I jolted in my seat at the sound of the bell. I smiled to myself, quickly packing up my books and exiting the class as soon as possible. In the hall I met up with Hannah who was also headed to lunch.

“Slow down!” she urged, trotting to keep up with my pace. “Some of us are still sore here!”

I smiled and slowed down. Abuela had fisted Hannah for over half an hour, her forearm halfway up her cunt for the last ten minutes of it.

“Quit complaining, you know you loved it,” I said to her.

Hannah winked at me.

“Of course I did, that woman played with my cervix more than my gyno did during my last exam.”

I giggled, “Andre was no slouch yesterday either. Man was he strong!”

“Oh did you enjoy your time with him? I couldn’t tell from all of your screaming and ‘Fuck me deeper Andre! Deeper!’” she said sarcastically.

I laughed, “You should talk! ‘Oh Abuela! Oh babe I’ve never been so open! Oh fuck Abeula, you’re so DEEP!’” I mimicked in a high pitched tone.

We laughed together and I walked towards the girls’ bathroom near the cafeteria. This bathroom had some padded benches in addition to stalls and was the ideal place in school to masturbate if you had to take the edge off.

“Do you need to pee?” Hannah asked as she held the door open for me.

“No, I need to cum before we eat,” I said, walking over to the olive green covered bench and plopping myself down on it. I tossed my backpack underneath and leaned back against the wall. My hands lifted my skirt and went to my naked pussy as quickly as I could manage, a sigh escaping my lips as soon as my fingers hit my clit. My pussy was wet and hot to the touch, my little clit begging for attention.

“I’m pretty hungry myself...” Hannah said, her voice trailing off as she stared at my hand between my legs.

I slid two of my fingers in and out of my cunt hole, warming myself up. Hannah quickly dropped her bag beside mine and sat next to me, hiking her skirt up as well. She had panties on so she just moved them to the side to get to her clit.

“Excuse me?”

Hannah and I both looked up from what we were doing to see a girl our age I didn’t recognize. She stood with her hands meekly behind her back, her head dipped forward. Her waist length brown hair falling across her face, hiding her eyes from us.

“Hey Suzy, what’s up?” Hannah said, her pointer finger swirling around her clit.

“My father wants me to practice eating pussy so that I can surprise my mother for her birthday next week. Do you think I could...?” she asked shyly.

“Sure babe, chow down!” Hannah said, lifting up her butt to pull down her panties and spread her legs wider. Suzy smiled gratefully and knelt down between Hannah’s thighs.

“Thanks!” she said right before she dove into Hannah’s cunt.

Hannah placed a hand on the back of Suzy’s head and looked back up at me.

“Suzy just moved here last week, she’s in my history class,” Hannah explained.

“Oh, welcome Suzy,” I said, continuing to finger myself.

Suzy popped her head up and smiled at me, the lower part of her face shiny from Hannah’s pussy.

“Thanks!” she said and Hannah pushed her face back down into her twat.

“There you go,” Hannah murmured as Suzy sucked on her clit.

I continued to slide two fingers inside my pussy and set a steady pace, pushing them in and out.

“Let’s make this quick Suzy-girl, tongue my hole first,” Hannah directed, moving her head lower.

Hannah’s eyes closed and she sighed as Suzy’s tongue did as she asked.

“Feel good?” I asked, I loved watching Hannah’s facial expressions when she was having sex.

“You know it babe!” Hannah grunted, “Back to my clit!”

I used my other hand to pinch my nipple, pulling and rolling it between my fingers.

“Suck hard! Almost there!” Hannah squealed and went still, her thighs shaking from the pleasure as her orgasm crashed into her.

Hannah roughly grabbed Suzy’s hair and lifted her head to stare into her shy eyes.

“Not bad little slut, now make my friend cum,” Hannah directed.

Suzy quickly crawled between my legs and watched me pump my fingers in and out of my body.

“Your pussy is so pretty,” she whispered.

“Thank you,” I laughed.

Impatient and enjoying playing the dominant one Hannah reached over and guided Suzy’s head towards my open cunt.

“Suck on her clit so we can go eat,” she commanded.

I felt Suzy’s soft lips glide over my pussy. Once they surrounded my clit she sucked hard, making me see stars.

“Oh fuck!” I cried.

Suzy nursed my clit into her mouth with strong continuous suction, her tongue occasionally teasing it with quick little strokes. I was in heaven.

“She’s a little Hoover. Right Missy?” Hannah asked, grinning when she saw how much I loved Suzy’s little mouth.

“Fuck yes,” I sighed.

Suzy started pulsing her mouth so that my clit was sucked in the same rhythm as my heartbeat. I groaned.

“She gonna blow?”

I opened my eyes to see our gym teacher, Mrs. Davis, washing her hands in the sink. I made eye contact with her and nodded.

Suzy started humming and I could feel the vibrations spread through my whole pussy. My climax started to ripple and grow and I came, staring into my gym teachers eyes. I sagged into the bench, Suzy’s tongue cleaning my cunny with long wide strokes. Mrs. Davis winked at me and left the bathroom.

“Can we go eat now? I’m starving,” Hannah whined.

I nodded and we gathered our things to head to the cafeteria.

“Thanks Suzy!” I called back into the bathroom as we left.

“Welcome,” came the soft reply.

“Hi Daddy!” I squealed, running up to hug him when he got home that evening.

“Hi Missy girl, how was school?” he asked, his strong arms hugging me close to his body.

“It was good! Classes were boring but then at lunchtime a girl named Suzy licked my cunny at lunch time,” I rambled, walking with him to the coat closet.

He took off his tie and placed his jacket and briefcase inside the closet.

“Oh yea? Did you cum baby?”

“Oh goodness yes! It was great!” I said excitedly.

“Good I’m glad, are you ready to go?” he asked.

“Where are we going?” I asked, puzzled.

“We’re going to visit Grandma Liz and Grandpa Joe for dinner tonight,” he explained, walking to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

“Oh! I didn’t know. Is Mommy meeting us there?” I asked.

Daddy took a drink of water and shook his head.

“Mommy has a book club meeting tonight,” he said, “it’s just us. Put your shoes on so we can head out.”

“Okay Daddy!”

The short drive over was uneventful and when we pulled into their driveway I hopped out of the car, eager to see Grandma and Grandpa. They always had little presents for me. I walked up the sidewalk with Daddy, holding his hand. My little hand was enveloped in his larger one. It felt nice.

Their large and ornate front door opened a moment or two after Daddy rang the doorbell. Their lawn was perfectly manicured and their doorbell always sounded so serious. Grandma’s arms immediately opened wide to welcome me with a hug.

“Missy!” she cried, smiling.

“Hi Grandma Liz!” I said, squeezing her tight.

I breathed in her floral perfume. She was just a little taller than I was and although she was fit and trim, her body had a comforting softness to her. As always her short blonde bob was coiffed to perfection and her tailored clothing fit her to a tee.

“How’s my little grand-daughter?” came from Grandpa Joe just inside.

I let go of Grandma and walked into his arms for a good squeeze and a kiss on the cheek. His large hands lingered on my waist and I loved feeling the rasp of his unshaven cheek against mine. His salt and pepper beard was well groomed and sexy as hell. An inch shorter than Daddy he was still an impressive man in his fifties. Daddy would age well if my silver fox of a grandfather was any indication.

It was good to see them.

Daddy hugged and kissed his mom on the cheek and shook his dad’s hand. Grandma led us to the living room and we all sat down on the formal furniture catching up. I sat down close next to Daddy, my head leaning against his shoulder, his hand on my knee.

“So what’s new with you Jack?” Grandpa asked Daddy after I told them about how my classes were going.