A New Teacher's Welcoming

More of Georgie was revealed as Erin bent forward and like Erin, she had not an ounce of fat on her trim, tight physique. She was gently holding onto Erin's hair as she leant forward, as if she was a counterweight.

"Suck his cock," she then looked up and with her eyes burning into me she said, "Fuck her mouth, fuck her face." Georgie was no angel.

I did as I was told though and grabbing my cock I fed it into Erin's willing mouth.

The warmth that I felt around my knob was beyond delightful and Erin was a master of the tongue. With Georgie supporting her with her hair, Erin was able to grab my cock and tug on it as she sucked and licked my bell end. Georgie began to finger Erin's pussy causing Erin to moan wondrously as she filled her mouth with my cock. The vibrato effect around my prick almost had me cumming, so I needed to slow things down a touch.

"Get undressed," I ordered Georgie, "Show me what you've got."

Erin dropped to her knees and pulled her hair back. What a sight that was. One young petite brunette on her knees, her pert breasts poking out and a glob of spittle hanging from her chin, wanking and adoring my cock. Georgie unclipped her bra and revealed her young round boobs that had tiny nipples that instantly became erect. I reached forward and grabbed a hold of one of the nicest tits I'd ever fondled. Georgie hooked her thumbs under her panties, and with a look of complete mischief, slid them down her slender thighs.

For the first time in my life I not only had two sensational young ladies naked in front of me, but one had waxed her pussy bare of any hair. I immediately slid my hand down her firm stomach and I could feel her shiver slightly as I did so. She cocked her right leg up on the chair and I glided my hand down to her silky smooth snatch. My God did that pussy feel good.

Then Erin did something unexpected and let go of my cock. It stood out at 90 degrees and brushed against her hair as she spun towards an expectant Georgie.

"I've taught you well," she said "Lick my pussy you little slut."

I was constantly being amazed at what was happening around me. Here were two gorgeous girls, that looked quite innocent at first, acting like a pair of hookers. I liked it.

Georgie held the back of Erin's head and moaned out loudly as her tongue slid over her clit. I could swear her pert little boobs hardened up as the connection between her clitoris and her tits came alive.

With my cock in my hand I slowly stroked it as I watched these two experts hard at work. I was about to kneel down behind Erin and start fucking her but I thought we may as well go somewhere comfortable.

"Okay girls," I took Georgie by the hand and pulled her towards myself and she elegantly spun her leg over Erin's head. Erin just sat back on her haunches waiting, it seemed, for instructions.

I couldn't help but finger Georgie's, even wetter now pussy, as I spoke. "Let's go to my room. It's a bit more comfortable there."

Erin reached up, grabbed my cock and gently pulled on it. "I can't wait to fuck that hard prick," she said and gave it a quick lick.

We gathered up our gear and with a quick glance down the corridor towards the private residence, we scampered back to my room.

Georgie was the first in the room and she threw herself onto my bed, knocking my bag onto the floor. She spread her thin legs apart and ran her fingers down to her open, perfect pussy. "Lick me some more, Erin," she demanded. Obediently Erin crawled across the bed and glided her experienced tongue up the length of Georgie's naked pussy. Georgie threw her head back in delight and began squeezing her nipples as she rolled her hips off the mattress.

With Georgie writhing and moaning in pleasure and Erin on all fours, I had to make a choice, Georgie's mouth or Erin's pussy. It wasn't an easy decision to make.

"Eeny, meeny, miney, mo," I said pointing at them both.

"Fucky, wucky, me," Erin laughed between tongue lashing Georgie.

I had to agree, her pussy was looking simply divine. Her arse was perfection. Two white, soft pillows of joy, framing a slit that was moist with anticipation. I could see myself in the mirror of the dresser and I would have high-fived myself if my reflection were to come to life. I'd never looked so happy as I did when I slowly edged my cock into Erin's young, horny cunt.

"Oh fuck yeah," she delightfully moaned as I withdrew and plowed back into the hilt. My hot heavy balls swung hard as I pistoned into the writhing teen. She'd stopped licking Georgie and was simply rubbing her forehead against her pussy as I thrust into her. Georgie wasn't keen on that so with one fluid movement she spun herself around so that her face lay below our mashing genitalia.

How I didn't blast a load into Erin right at that moment, I don't know. When the young blonde Georgie sucked my balls, I was in a state of euphoria so powerful that no drug could equal.

"Oh my god," I cried out, "Slow down there girl."

Doubtless Georgie was wanting to be fucked as well so she diverted her attention towards Erin's clitoris. Jolt like waves shook Erin's body as Georgie pleasured her with her flicking tongue. My balls were scraping against Georgie's face as they swung like a pendulum and I deliberately dropped them down over her eyes.

Erin dived back down and began slurping, and with a drop onto her left elbow, began fingering Georgie's bare pussy. I'd never fucked a bald pussy before and there was no way that tonight I was going to miss out. To allay the increasing urge to orgasm I pulled my cock out of the delightful Erin and slid my thickly coated cock into Georgie's mouth.

It didn't help much, well maybe just a little, because Georgie was also an accomplished cock sucker. Georgie grabbed my cock and began rubbing Erin's clit as she licked the underside of my bell end. It was a big mistake on my part because all those glorious slippery sensations were shrinking both my scrotal sack and my capacity to withhold the desire to let loose with some sticky masculine effluvia.

I had no option but to withdraw from action and think of something completely unappealing. Margaret Thatcher, Mother Theresa, anything that would stop me from ejaculating over the two naked eighteen year olds on the bed in front of me.

Luckily for me they seemed quite happy licking and fingering each other's pussies and all I needed to do was sit back and try to curtail my impending orgasm.

"Bring that back here," the upturned blonde Georgie said, "Fuck this little cunt some more."

I wasn't going to have any of that though, not because I didn't like that delightful tight twat, I just wanted to make sure I got to sample some of Georgie's shaven goodness. "I'll get back to that," I moved around to the other side of the bed, "In just one minute."

Erin immediately took my cock in her hand and pulled it to her mouth. I let her, of course. Her warm mouth enveloped my cock and her tongue rolled around it sending shivers through my body.

With a final spit across my shaft Erin slid her hand down my cock and pointed it at Georgie's slick mick. "It's time," she said.

Georgie flung her knees back as if they'd been taken like a spinnaker in the wind. Although the temptation to lick her out was intense, especially when Erin reached down and spread Georgies lips apart for me, it would have been rude not to fuck her. I grabbed the pillow and tucked it under Georgie's arse and rested my cock up against her swollen, hairless labia. Erin once more gathered up a mouthful of spit and drooled it down along my knob and down onto Georgie's clitoris.

I inserted my knob into Georgie's pussy and just held it there as Erin rubbed Georgie's clitoris and my shaft. "Fuck me," Georgie urged, "Come on, fuck me." I leant forward and slid my cock in to the hilt.

"Good lord," Georgie cried "Oh fuck that's good."

Erin sat back up and I revelled at her sweet tight body and her pert tits. She ground her cunt down on Georgie's face partly for her own enjoyment, and I think also, to quieten her down. Erin squeezed her own tits with one hand and pinched Georgie's nipples with the other as she gazed down watching my slick coated cock slide in and out, in and out. Georgie wrapped her legs around me pulling me in closer, getting as much of my cock in as she possibly could.

Erin fell forward and began once more to rub both Georgie's clitoris and my shaft. I deliberately popped my cock out of Georgies sweet cunt knowing that Erin would suck it straight into her mouth. That, however, was my undoing. As soon as she had it in her mouth, she had my balls in her hand squeezing them as she spun that talented tongue around my bell end.

"Wait," I urgently declared, "Not yet." I semi reluctantly removed my cock from her tender grip and plunged it back into Georgie's warm sheath. Erin though had that mischievous look on her face that just read, 'I'm going to make you cum.' And cum I did.

Erin scooped up my ball bag in her right hand and supporting herself on her left began a concerted attack on Georgie's 'man in the boat'. I was travelling alright up until the moment when Georgie hollered a muffled scream into Erin's pussy and began gyrating and twitching as an orgasm shook her body.

I had no chance of surviving that so I shot my first barrage fair into her pussy before I pulled out and sent forth a rope of manly goodness across Erin's smiling face.

"Oh good God," I wept as my body twitched and flinched like some demented sex marionette. Cum shot into Erin's mouth and she just let it drool out onto Georgie's flooding vagina. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," was as eloquent as I got. I wanted to act and look like some suave sex god; an Eros amongst mere mortals, but there I was shaking and quivering like I'd had a brain embolism.

"That," Georgie said as she sat up to look at me, "was fucking amazing. Now I know what it's like to really cum." I blinked a few times and looked down at her twisted, tight torso.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "That's not the first time you've cum is it?"

Erin rolled off Georgie and lay down next to her. With her face speckled with my cum, Erin turned Georgie's head to her and the two joined tongue in a soft wet kiss. With a bridge of cum/spit hanging between them Georgie eyeballed me and said, "I've had little tremors before, but nothing like that. That was fucking brilliant."

"I told you he'd be good," Erin said to her.

"What?" I said somewhat abashed, "You two thought I'd be good in the sack? That's a first for me too."

In all seriousness Erin said, "It's that air of desperation that surrounds you."

"Desperate?" I asked "I'm not desperate." Erin rolled off the bed and came around to my side. "That's a double edged compliment if ever I've heard one, bordering on the abusive even."

That sexy, cheeky look was back and she reached down to my semi-hard cock. "Really?" she said, "So you don't want to ever do this again?"

Suddenly ELO's 'Evil Woman' began playing in my mind's iPod and I nearly began singing it out loud, but I thought better of it. She brushed her pert nipples up against my arm and cupped my empty balls in her hand. Despite my concerns I knew damn well I'd be back tupping these young lasses in the morrow.

"I never said that," I ran my hand along Georgie's inner thigh up to her quim, but she closed her legs and twisted herself off the bed.

"Good," Erin let go of my cock and slapped me on the arse. They gathered up their belongings and dressed as I rolled over and knelt, as if in prayer, on the bed.

"Tomorrow then," Erin stated. I'd almost expected her to wink and throw money at me. All I could do was simply salute them both as they quietly opened the door and snuck back out into the corridor. The girls, for whatever reason, left the door slightly ajar. I intended to lean over and slam it shut but the cool breeze it created was welcome and besides I was so exhausted my body refused to cooperate.

Normally I'd complete the routine ablutions, have a piss, brush my teeth, set the alarm etc but tonight Mr Nod smacked me firmly down into the mattress.

CHAPTER TWO

Dreams? I had none. None that I remembered anyway because as the sun broke through the window, and it broke through hard, all I could do was check, double-check and then triple-check my reality.

Strange room in Coolamein. Check.

Filthy headache. Check.

Birdcage mouth. Check.

That 'I just fucked two hot chicks feeling.' Check.

Even in my most lucid dreaming states, they don't end like this. They usually climax in the bizarre; a melting Daliesque landscape of dancing wolves and hybrid beasts.

This, for sure, was real. For starters, I was still naked, and sleeping in the nude is something that I rarely ever do. I also had a skin splitting erection. It was one of those erections that if it were socially acceptable to do so, you'd take it out on the street and show everyone.

"Look at this whopper!" I'd say to an appreciative throng.

"Nice job mate," they'd chime back and follow with thunderous applause.

Alas though I was in a rapidly warming room, with a dizzying hangover, in a stinking hot town and I had an hour to get to work. I kicked my sheet back and took a hold of my erect monster and was almost about to contemplate a nice wank when I heard a noise near the door.

It wasn't much of a noise, just a gentle rustle of clothing and the sharp intake of breath. I wasn't a hundred percent sure it was a female noise, but considering that I was the only guest and the only other people were Erin and her brother, Georgie and Erika, I assumed that it was.

After the night before I was feeling a touch unstoppable, so rather than try to cover up I decided to invite the onlooker in. I, quite comically I think, aimed my knob end at the door and while shaking it said, "Would you like to join me?"

Suddenly there was a flurry of activity and the sound of something hitting the floor. I leapt out of bed and tried to find my clothes and I remembered that I'd left them in the bathroom. As I came around into the hallway there was a pile of my clothes jammed up against the open door.

Still naked, but with my hands covering my slowly receding erection, I boldly stood out in the corridor looking for whoever had just left a softly scented trail in the air. I could see and hear nothing, but that familiar fragrance, a smell I recognised but couldn't place, haunted me.

I kicked my clothes into the room and grabbed a dry towel off the dresser before heading back to the shower. The first thing I noticed was that someone had used the bathroom only moments earlier. A wall of steam greeted me and once more there was that perfumed aroma that made me uneasy. Someone had had a shower and gathered up my clothes. I'd been hoping that it was Erika that was at the doorway, but it seemed unlikely. Why would she shower in this bathroom when she has one of her own?

As I tied my towel around my waist I noticed a crumpled box in the waste container. I immediately recognised not only the box, but the lingering perfume that had once been inside it. A few years earlier Natasha had bought me a bottle of Tommy aftershave as our first anniversary gift. I hated it. I really hated it. But she insisted that I wear it and I ended up slowly pouring a little bit each time I used it, down the sink.

The reality that a man, most likely Erin's brother who I'd never met, had been watching me jerk off, sent a cold sharp shiver down my spine.

"Fucking hell Julian," I said to my reflection in the cracked mirror, "You invited a man into your room as you had a wank. You dickhead. Lucky for you he took off."

With my towel wrapped around my waist and a weighty feeling in my stomach I headed back to my room only to find Erika standing at the door.

"Well hello," she said as she took a slow look up and down.

"Bloody hell, sorry," I scampered down the corridor and she took a step back out of the way.

"I just wanted to make sure you're up," she smiled. "How do you want your eggs, fried, poached or scrambled?"

Although I preferred poached for the lack of oils, I was feeling somehow vulnerable, as if I'd reached the top of the pinnacle last night and now I was barrelling down the other side.

"Fried," I quickly answered as I stepped into my room, "Give me the grease."

"It'll be ready in five," she said, "I have everything else ready."

"Cheers," I said as I closed the door to my room, "I'll be there in a jiffy."

I really found it hard to focus on preparing for my premier day at my first full-time job. Images of Erin and Georgie, and of Erika, mixed with the possibility that a man had been watching me jerk off, compounded and clouded my thoughts.

My head was all over the place. I needed the caffeine, surety and distraction of breakfast, and I wasn't disappointed. The plate was brimming with sausage, tomato, beans, bacon, eggs and thick slices of heavily buttered white bread. I was in breakfast heaven being served by an angel.

Erika wore an apron tied neatly across the front of a short skirt. A skirt that not only emphasised her sensational legs, but highlighted her nicely defined backside. A tank top barely covered her breasts and a floral bra beneath shone through the webbed white material. The similarities between herself and Georgie were intense. It was almost as if I'd entered a time machine and skipped twenty years into the future.

Just as I wiped my last bit of toast across a golden smear of egg yolk, Erika sidled up to me with a pot of boiling water and topped up my tea pot.

"I never asked you last night where you're working?" she asked.

I sipped on my tea and sat back in the chair like an overfed roman emperor. "At the high school," I said, "English department."

For whatever reason, this made Erika stand up straight and smile like some insane person.

"Well," she said, "I'm sure you'll find it very interesting."

"Well it's a pupil free day today, just get to meet everyone and get settled."

"As I said," Erika leant forward and picked up my plate and I couldn't help but eye her cleavage. "You enjoy today and I'll see you this afternoon. You'll be glad to know that the restaurant will be open tonight for dinner, the girls will be on waitress duty."

I really, really tried not to smile, but it broke through and fortunately for me, Erika had spun on her heels and taken off back to the kitchen.

I topped up my tea for the final time and took on the atmosphere of the dining room. In the air clung the greasy odour of thousands of cooked meals mixed with stale beer. The ornate pressed iron ceiling was covered in a faint yellow hue and the dark burgundy curtains looked stiff and dusty as if they'd never been opened. The axminster carpet had distinct paths turning through the chairs and tables and near the register it was bare in patches.

I had twenty minutes to get to school so I checked the location on my phone and decided that it was close enough to walk. I called out goodbye to Erika but there was no answer so I bolted upstairs, shoved a few items into my pack and headed outside. It was only 8:15 but it was already warmer than I liked. Stupidly I realised that my car, complete with my life's belongings

was still parked out the front.

I had no choice but to drive to work and decide later where to park the car. My trusty Subaru sparked to life and I took the opportunity of the 15 minutes that I had to take a quick trip around town. I was pleasantly surprised by how the town looked. Tree lined streets provided shelter from the sun and a duck filled lagoon sat in the middle of a very appealing park. An old church had been converted into a theatre/art space and the street had become alive with vans, vendors and chairs being placed on the footpath.

Coolamein didn't seem to bad at all. I navigated towards the school and reversed the car into the final space at the end of the block.