MICHAEL R. THOMAS
Chapter 79
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 79 - My name is Michael Thomas, and have been raised by my mother, after my father died. I was five and will turn 18 on my next birthday. This is the story about what happens starting from the year I was entering 6th Grade...
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Teenagers Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Celebrity Humor School Sharing Incest Mother Son Daughter Niece Aunt Nephew InLaws Orgy Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female White Couple Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Babysitter Big Breasts Size Small Breasts Teacher/Student
We went to Arby’s to have lunch. While we ate I said to Princess, “It seems both Mike and Jeff are interested in you. Have you been flirting with them?”
“I haven’t been flirting with them, but they are both flirting with me. What am I supposed to do? Mike is your backup conductor and Jeff is so handsome and a great singer.”
“That’s not a reason. Every guy is looking at you differently these days, but I can’t blame them. You had better start wearing that ring I got you a while back.”
“OK, I will. What do I say to those who ask about it?”
“Yeah, Michael,” Jennifer jumped in, “What can she say?”
“Mike understands the situation, but Jeff doesn’t,” I said.
“Maybe, you should just take him and explain it to him,” Princess said.
“That could work, or it could backfire,” I said. “But, it makes more sense to talk to him than to let things go on like they are at the moment.”
“Good idea,” Jennie said as we all ate.
Joan and her sisters came in and waved to us. I invited them to sit with us. Anna got next to me, as Zoe and Geena got in by Jennie.
“Was I really ranked number eight on your kiss meter, Michael?” Anna asked. Geena followed up with, “And I was eighteenth, wasn’t I?”
Joan came with their food, “But, I was number four, wasn’t I, Michael baby.” This made all the ladies surrounding me giggle.
“When I mentioned all of this, in private, I never expected the ‘Rankings’ to go public,” I said.
“Well, it got out anyhow,” Jennifer said grinning at me.
“I knew who one and two should be, but Brigitte really is a surprise,” Anna said.
“Along with three eleven-year-olds, I always thought Michael liked older women,” Joan said.
“It’s on the internet,” Zoe said. “That’s how I found out that I didn’t get on it.”
“Zoe,” I said. “I don’t remember ever giving you a kiss before.”
“Well, you did ... I remember it,” she said.
“I’m sorry honey, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, but your three sisters all got on the list. That’s the most of any one family.”
“No, the three Newman girls are on the list as well,” Zoe said.
“But, you have the fourth and eighth position, while they have the sixth and ninth, so as a family that means the Prefontayne ladies are higher ranked.”
“Zoe,” her sister Joan said, “If an updated list comes out, you could be on it.”
“Michael, could I get a kiss while I’m here ... for the next list?”
I looked at Princess and Jennifer, who both were smiling, and agreed. Zoe got out from where she was sitting and replaced Anna who had been sitting next to me.
“If everybody OK with this?” I looked for someone to say No.
“Come on Michael, she deserves a chance,” Geena said.
The eleven-year-old got on my lap and I took her face and put my lips to hers for ten seconds pressing against her. She pressed back and it lasted more like thirty seconds. She liked it, and I blushed before I said, “That would put you in the top ten, if I made a new list right now. Is everyone OK now?”
They must have been, since Zoe gave Anna a high five. Our group was done with our food, so we excused ourselves.
I would think those two sets of kids are rather competitive with one another.
“So, Jennifer ... was it you who organized and put online my kissing list?”
“I thought it was cute, especially with the younger girls you had on it. I hadn’t thought that there would be any competition to move up the list, like we just had.”
“You ... hadn’t thought. Seventeen of the girls are in the GSS. That includes the Newman girls, who are all likely to want to ‘try again’ to move up the list. Especially since you allowed me to kiss Zoe. You don’t think that won’t get around?”
“Well, as long as Jennifer and I are always in the top five, you may just have to ‘Kiss the Girl.’”
We got back to our place where the discussion went on...
“You could announce a similar list of adults and teachers. If you did, where would I be?” Jennie questioned.
“See what you did, Jennifer?” I said. “In you insist Jennie, of the seven ladies over twenty-years-old, I would place you, as a kisser, third, after Cece and Jen Chapman.”
“That’s fair ... thank you Michael,” she said giving me a nice kiss.
“You put Cece in front of Big Tits?” Princess asked.
Jennifer hit her on the back of the head, “Michael can put whomever on the list wherever he wants. She is more than just her breasts.”
“That’s not what you use to say about her,” Isabel spoke back.
“Can we all settle down, ladies. I don’t want to talk about anyone other than my current three ladies. Can we be nicer to one another?”
“I’m sorry,” Princess started.
“I shouldn’t have hit you. Are you OK Tinkerbell?” Jenn said to her pretty little sister.
Isabel, went over to her and they started a nice kiss. It got more amazing as I watched. They weren’t breaking up at all, and their hands started to move all over each other.
I took Jennie back to her room as I saw the girl’s hands going inside each other’s pants.
“It’s not very late ... how about a mid-afternoon swim Michael?” I was asked.
“Sounds like fun Jennie.”
“We can swim or spa naked, when it is dark outside, can’t we?”
“You bet, Ms. Robinson,” I said changing into the suit. I watched her change and it was lots of fun.
Hand in hand, we walked to the pool/spa area. I first swam some laps, then joined her in the spa. We cuddled up close as the quiet of the afternoon became dusk.
I took off my suit, finding this beautiful and classy woman naked waiting for me. She was rubbing her own breasts turning me on before I got on the bed.
“I want that big dick deep inside me, come on Michael. Fuck me. I have never been so horny before in my entire life.”
“Yes Ma’am. Whatever you want.”
I climbed aboard and pointed my very hard dick at the entrance to her beautiful hairless pussy. I felt my first cum rolling to come out, and I only was halfway inside her. I just had time to push all the way inside before I let loose a wonderfully large load of my Michael Milk inside my eldest mistress.
“Don’t worry honey, the second cum usually takes a lot longer. I can go all night if you want?” Ms. Robinson said.
“Yeah,” I said pulling out so she could drain a little before I plunged deep and started our second fuck of the night.
I couldn’t believe the encouragement she gave me all through our fourth and final orgasm. It was magnificent with us cumming together with her on top, and giving me free and unfettered access to those marvelous natural chesticles of hers. It finished up a ninety minute ride she had on me.
She fell asleep on top of me and it took a call on my phone to wake us up in the morning.
I was yelled at by Jenn over it, and told to get ready for school. I woke up Jennie and we hustled through a shower and changing. We missed having breakfast to get to school on time.
The girls loved the story of our lovemaking as Jennie drove us to school.
Isabel was in the back with me. “Michael, I think I need some bigger bras before we go on the trip to California.”
“That must mean that you are a 34C or D now,” Jenn said from the front seat.
“Really?” Isabel exclaimed.
“We don’t have any rehearsals this week, ladies,” I said. “Right after school we can go to Evansville Victoria Secret and size you and get you some new bras. So, you need any new dresses?”
“No, what I have should be fine. Thank you Michael.”
I had some tests of my own this short week of school. With my available empty class periods, all the other freshman classes, except Biology, I may be testing out of. That means in January, I start my sophomore classes. Clarice, with Uncle Richard’s help, will put me in as many classes as possible with my girl.
It pays to be smart and a fast reader!
As before, I was asked to help grade those in the Lincoln High choir and orchestra. Using a variation of my previous idea, this time I gave each orchestra member a copy of the same song, “What a Remarkable Age This Is” from TITANIC THE MUSICAL.
I told them I would be walking through to listen to them as they played this cold...
I started them up...
[RTT: Lyrics are for my readers. Follow along using your Itunes]
ETCHES
My dear Mr. Latimer!
Prepare to greet out clientele
Our meeting is imminent
Our having just rung
the dinner bell
It won’t be a novelty
We mostly have seen
them all before...
Prepare for the usual
You should be aware
of what’s in store...
We have served
them on the Baltic
And the Oceanic,
Olympic and Majestic
And today’s the same
There’s nothing changed...
Mr. Astor takes his toast dry
Mrs. Straus likes the grouse
With the sauce on the side
And the Wideners
love Kidney pie
Bring it hot, if it’s not
They will be fit to be tied
They’re accustomed to the best
Of all that money buys
The world of free enterprise
Has given this
privilege to the rich...
When they’re idle
They’re entitled to the luxury
Which we provide
That’s forever the
source of our pride...
Which is why we’re
always there
With our especial form of care
For every hungry millionaire
By now they have all arrived...
I stopped them, finished with my task.
Only a very few weren’t spot on, so I suggested they all got an A+ to Jennie, who agreed. All 45 of them should be happy. They have gotten very good in a relatively short time. Ready to possibly join the GSS!
The choir, on the other hand, was handled differently. Nancy walked in to sit at the piano and I put “Iowa Stubborn” from Music Man in front of her and handed lyrics only to the group of 56 singers.
I started Nancy playing, then asked Jennifer to sing it, then again as I added Joan, then added Jeff Bell. After six were singing, I dropped out Jennifer and Joan, and added two more ... following that until everyone had sung the song through.
Just like at orchestra, no one deserved less than an A+, and after that was over, Jenn, Joan, Maria, Harmony, Anna Taylor and Shirley Wicks all came up to give me a kiss.
Ms. Robinson pulled me from Shirley, causing a rash of giggles and laughter from the other boys and girls. They were mostly girls from the ‘List.’
Our biology class was fun, at least for me it was. Cutting things up, alive or not, held a certain amount of power. Jennifer thought I was crazy enjoying it so much.
Jennie had school stuff to do, so we dropped her off and went to Evansville in Jenn’s car. I sat between them since Jenn was driving. There was a hand on each of my thighs for the entire trip.
I knew more than bras would be purchased, after all ... these girls are beautiful enough to pose for Victoria’s Secret.
The young lady from before came up to us and said, “Hello again, how can I help you today?”
“My sister here insists her bras are too small, so she needs to be refit please?”
“What size have you been wearing?”
“Thirty-two D, but they seem tight against my back this time,” Princess responded.
After our saleslady grabbed a few sizes, they went to the back as Jenn pulled me to her. “She could be my size now. I thought I would have an advantage on her, but her damn tits keep getting bigger.”
“Doesn’t matter to me at all. I love you, so find yourself something sexy why don’t you?”
Coming out in a rush, “Michael, I’m a 34E ... isn’t that marvelous?”
“It is, but you keep coming out of the dressing room in just a bra. What if this place was full of guys with their girls?”
“Then they’d all be looking at me, wouldn’t they?” she said striking a sexy pose.
“Go back and put on more clothes, please?” I asked her.
“OK,” she said turning around and showing off her nice butt behind the slacks she was wearing.
Jennifer found a few dresses and a few new bras herself, as Princess came back out in what she had been wearing, but with a new bra underneath.
She asked my opinion on what colors she should get, and twenty minutes later, we left with a dozen new bras and Jenn’s new things as well.
I was called into Principal Summers office. All of my teachers from the start of the school year were there.
“Is this an intervention of some kind?” I asked.
Laughing out loud, Richard said, “Mr. Jones told me that you were the hardest working Biology student he had ever encountered, so he approves of what I’m about to announce.”
Clarice came in, with Jennifer, Jennie and Isabel behind her.
“With an all-consuming insatiable thirst for knowledge I have ever seen in my lifetime, congratulations, Michael. You have finished your freshman year of high school!”
After the applause from everybody in the room, Princess and Jennifer each gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I went to Principal Summers and gave him a firm handshake. The nine teachers, including the two I had class with for a single day, all shook my hands.
I took the hands of each of the women and gave them a kiss on the back of it. Ms. Lane giggled at that. My male teachers had all shook my hand and gave me a pat on the back.
Richard told the teachers to all get to their classrooms, then he motioned my girls to leave, leaving him, me, and Clarice.
“Mr. Thomas ... in January, when school begins again, do you wish a full schedule of sophomore classes, or maybe only four or five to allow you your other activities?”
“Five classes should be fine. If the open classes could be concurrent with the choir and the orchestra, that would be best. I don’t want heaven and earth moved for me, Sir. Many students have done what I have done. It’s not that big of a deal.”
“He’s so modest,” Clarice said. “I can do that when the teachers are called back two days before school starts.”
“Does that sound all right with you, Michael?” Richard asked.
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