Chapter 10

"I can't believe we DID that!" said Susan as they walked back to the room.

"I told you it was easy," said Ronnie. "All you have to do is appeal to their instinct to help, and they like to do that."

"We weren't even skiing, really, but it was fun!" said Susan.

"When we get back home, we're going to get you a real boyfriend," said Ronnie. "You just wait and see."

"What about you?" asked Susan.

"Oh, there are some boys I like to be around, sometimes," she caged. "I just don't talk about it a lot. They're kind of geeky."

"So are Tom and Tim, but I don't mind," said Susan. "They're kind of nice, really."

"It's all in finding the good points in a guy," said Ronnie. "Most of them have at least one." She grinned.

"I know which... point... is good on Mr. Kelly," said Susan, not blushing at all. "I can't wait to see it tonight."

"That's what I was talking about," said Ronnie.

Ronnie and Susan spent some time with Tim and Tom that afternoon too, but this time it was tubing, and they all had fun because almost no skill was required.

At supper, when the whole group was assembled, Ronnie didn't have to say a thing, because Melody brought it up first.

"Who were those guys I saw you with this afternoon?" she asked. Everyone looked at Ronnie and Susan.

"We met them skiing, this morning," said Susan, eager to forward the plan. "They're from Wyoming."

"You spent all afternoon with them," said Melody.

"They invited us out tonight too," said Ronnie.

"That's nice," said Linda. She felt relieved. She hadn't been sure that Miss Johnson and Mr. Kelly would be able to keep their promise to keep the girls busy.

"I don't think it would be a good idea for you to be alone with them," said Bunny. "Maybe you should bring them to the suites. Jack and I can chaperone."

"Awwww, come on, Miss Johnson!" complained Ronnie, looking pretty convincingly outraged. "You don't chaperone them!" She pointed her fork at the other couples.

"We know them," said Bunny firmly. "We don't know anything about these boys you met."

"Well... all right," said Ronnie grumpily. "But they have to stay away and do something else! We don't want them there making fun of us."

"Hey," said Melody, looking hurt. "We wouldn't do that. We're HAPPY for you!"

"Don't worry," said Tiffany. "We won't bother you. We'll keep in touch with Miss Johnson, and we won't come back until they're gone. How's that?"

"OK," said Ronnie. "Thanks. This is the first boy to be interested in me in a long time," she said, looking woeful.

Bunny almost laughed, and had to cover her mouth with her napkin. Ronnie was a consummate actress, but she had almost overdone it.

When dinner was over, Bunny reminded Ronnie and Susan loudly to bring the boys to the suites in an hour or two. They ran off happily, while the others hung back.

"That worked out pretty well, huh?" said Tiffany, looking pleased.

"Instead of you calling me, I'll call you," said Bunny. "OK? I'll call you when the coast is clear to come back for the night."

"Deal!" said Tiffany, happily.

"It may be hours," warned Bunny.

"No problem. We have a lot of... talking to do," said Tiffany.

Ronnie and Susan DID go find Tom and Tim, and spent an hour with them before begging off, saying they had to be back in their rooms for curfew. They also arranged to meet the boys the next day. That was because they now wanted to, and not just as a cover. Both boys were fun to be around because they were shy, and not overbearing like the boys they had come on the trip with.

Then they scurried back to the room, where Bunny had decided to drain Jack's balls as dry as she could get them before the girls got there.

When the two excited girls carded the door and slipped into the room, Jack had, in fact, just donated every drop of spunk he had, to Bunny's thirsty womb. Until she had felt a hard prick in her pussy, she had always thought about having children in an ephemeral sort of way. It could happen some day, maybe, at some vague time in the future.

But, after feeling Jack's hot semen splashing deep in her belly, and deciding that she would marry him, her biological urge to become a mother had kicked into overdrive so suddenly that she hadn't actually come to grips with it yet. All she knew was that she wanted to feel that hot, wet feeling up in her belly as often as she could get it to happen, and that if, by doing that, Jack made a baby in that same belly, so much the better.

"I love that, baby," she sighed, feeling his prick jumping in her pussy as it spurted.

"Awwww Bunny," he panted. "Do we have to wait until we get back to get married?"

"Hey!" said Ronnie, walking over to the sweating naked adults. "You better save some for us!"

Bunny sat, in a chair, naked and not knowing whether she felt odd or not, because there were three other naked people in the room too. Her natural modesty had urged her to put something on, but when the girls gleefully stripped, and crawled on the bed with Jack, she felt, somehow, that she'd be out of place if she did put something on.

"You're sure the others are busy?" Susan was just naturally nervous about all this.

Ronnie, who had been playing with Jack's spent penis, just having fun examining it under circumstances that were remarkably unashamed, snorted.

"When we peeked at them, they were all having so much fun that there's no way in the world they'll be doing anything else."

She leaned down to suck Jack's limp cock into her mouth.

"He just had that thing inside Miss Johnson!" gasped Susan.

Ronnie pulled up, sucking, and stretched Jack's cock out, making it appear to be too thin somehow. It popped out of her mouth and flopped to lay sideways on his balls.

"I know," she said, picking it up with two fingers. "But it still tastes good."

"I'm horny!" said Susan, apparently forgetting her objection, spoken only seconds before.

"Well, you're going to have to settle for something besides this," said Ronnie, grasping the limp penis at the base and flopping it from side to side. "It doesn't look all that dangerous right now, does it?"

"It will get hard again... won't it?" asked Susan anxiously.

"Oh yeah," said Ronnie, answering for Jack, who was still breathing deeply, recovering from pumping Bunny full of spunk. "Don't worry, you'll get your pussy stretched."

The certainty in her voice made Jack feel good, and he sat up, reaching for breasts and tickling the girls as they giggled and crawled all over him. He levered Susan over and latched onto one of her nipples with his lips.

"Mmmmm," she sighed. "I can't believe how good that feels."

Soon she was whining and gasping as he kissed his way down and nuzzled into her pussy, licking and sucking. He gave her an orgasm that way, and then did Ronnie, while Susan lay limply, half watching. After Ronnie had stiffened and squealed, he got up on his knees to reveal that he was stiff again.

He didn't ask. He just crawled back on top of Susan and pushed into her.

"Jack!" called Bunny. She appeared at the side of the bed, a foil-wrapped package in her hand.

"Ohhhh," he sighed, loving the feeling of Susan's clasping, hot pussy around his prick. "I forgot."

"You can't forget," chided Bunny.

She made him pull out, and put the rubber on him herself, while Susan slowly rubbed her clit. Then he slid back into her.

"It feels different," she complained. "I don't like this as much."

"Too bad," said Bunny. "You'd like Jack's baby growing inside you a lot less, believe me."

"I guess so," sighed the girl.

It was much more gentle than the time before, and there was almost no pain, and soon Susan was bucking up against her teacher/lover with gusto, telling him how much she loved what he was doing to her. She shuddered through an orgasm and, almost without missing a stroke, he pulled out of her and filled Ronnie's pussy up, getting a groan of satisfaction from her. Ronnie's moans were hotter, somehow, perhaps because she was more accustomed to doing this, and when she wiggled and squealed, Jack squirted into the reservoir of the condom. He had been making love for fifteen minutes by then, and was limp himself as he flopped onto his back.

Susan leaned over him, to lift and look at the latex-wrapped thing that had just made her feel so good.

"There's a lot of stuff in there," she commented, squeezing the fluid-filled tip.

"That's what he would have put into you," said Bunny. "That's exactly why you must always make a man use one."

In the motor home, there was no Bunny to enforce the rules. When the three young couples got there, they chose the same beds they had used before, and wasted little time crawling into them. Only Melody insisted that the disrobing be done in a slow, and to her mind, romantic fashion. The others simply got naked and writhed against each other, trading long, hot kisses as their hands went everywhere. They weren't worried about getting caught, this time, and that left them free to enter into... things... with much more enthusiasm.

For Doug and Linda, the reason his prick entered her bare was simply because they both got so carried away that neither of them remembered the condom that was in his pocket. Linda remembered when, after ten minutes of ecstasy, he started making sounds she was now able to recognize as the precursor to what she would call a "rest period" after this night. By then, though, the thought of making him stop to put on a rubber was excruciating. She just decided he'd have to use it next time. It was for that reason that his healthy, virile sperm flowed freely into her womb as he gasped and bucked on top of her.

Randy and Melody didn't forget, but Melody, in the process of installing her first condom ever, didn't realize how even a tiny little sharp spot on a fingernail can weaken thin latex, or that putting it on too tightly stresses the stuff as well. When, after two lovely orgasms, she felt exactly the same thing she'd felt last time, she didn't know the condom had burst until he pulled his spent prick out of her.

Tiffany also remembered, and she knew exactly how to properly install the protection Jerry produced. Her problem was that Jerry had the same drive that a lot of men have, and which they can't explain. Jerry hated the idea that his spunk would be wasted. It wasn't that he actually wanted to knock Tiffany up. Had someone asked him, he'd have said "Of course I don't want to make her pregnant!" At the same time, though, he couldn't stand the idea that, when he spurted, it would be in a bag, instead of the girl he 'loved'.

It was for that reason that, as he positioned his teenaged prick to penetrate his girlfriend, he pulled the rubber off and slid into her bareback. She figured it out when, after an orgasm of her own, she felt the tell-tale wet heat inside her.

Tiffany yelled at Jerry as he fertilized her. But Tiffany was the perfect match for Jerry, because she had a quirk of her own that was similar to his. She had always demanded that he wear protection, but that was because she was expected to say that. She even expected herself to say that. But, deep down inside, she was just like Jerry. Her body was made to bear children, and something deep inside her whined each time his spunk was wasted by being contained.

It was probably for that reason that she always forgave him for "forgetting" to pull out. It was probably for that reason that, fifteen minutes later, when he was stiff again, and argued that he'd already cum in her, so what did it matter - that she let him fuck her again, this time agreeing to his bare prick spurting in her nubile womb.

Back in the girls' suite, the bed was crowded. Jack, to his unending surprise, had been able to get stiff again after cumming twice inside and hour and a half. The two girls had watched interestedly as he mounted Bunny. She had become inflamed, both with lust and jealousy as he fucked the two teenaged students, and her unease with being naked was gone. Now, as they watched, she teased Jack, showing them how to inflame a man beyond reason as he rocked gently, his stiff prick sliding in and out of her pussy.

"You're making a baby in me, Jack," she cooed, stroking his back with her fingertips. "I'm going to be pregnant before we even get married."

"Ohhhhh," he groaned.

"Aren't you glad I made you use a condom with them?" she murmured. "If I hadn't you'd have made them both pregnant too. Your big, strong penis would have spurted babies in both of them, Jack."