Vivian Laaning Ch. 11

As Vivian and Erin were enjoying their afterglow from their initial sexual congress they gazed at each other to fully appreciate each other's beauty. Neither one would objectively be considered of possessing the quintessential classic raving female pulchritude, although Vivian would still have her fair share of admirers simply based on her appealing looks. However as the cliché goes beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

For Erin she was attracted to Vivian right from the very first time she saw her. Erin could discern Vivian's beauty not just in her physical appearance but in her soul. It was the way Vivian comported herself; all full of self assurance that caught Erin's notice. To Erin, Vivian epitomized Helen Reddy's legendary strong female anthem and pronouncement: "I am woman, hear me roar".

Vivian's contraction of her mono illness that forced her out of school for her first senior year put an initial end to Erin's contemplation of her desire for this unique student. The next time she saw Vivian was that Saturday night of the Labor Day weekend, and it truly shocked Erin. It was Vivian's brazen behavior in the hotel lobby, that took Erin's breath away. Although Vivian did blush upon recognizing Erin still she was nonchalant under the circumstances. When Vivian left with Luke to the room, her saucy wink and waive of her hand to Erin impressed the latter at her coy handling of a situation which ought to have been somewhat embarrassing for her.

In addition, prior to Vivian noticing her, Erin had observed that Vivian had been licking her lips. Considering her relatively disheveled appearance despite wearing a sensational evening gown, Erin wondered if she was licking up some overflowing cum as a result of having completed a very recent blow job. (She was subsequently able to confirm with Vivian that her initial speculation was spot on!) The joie de vivre Vivian displayed that night was infectious and warmed Erin's heart. Thus Erin was absolutely truthful in admitting that her overall feeling that night was envy of Luke that it was him, and not her fucking the toothsome Vivian Laaning. And of course fucking the delectable Vivian this afternoon was the apex of her newly minted sexual desires.

For her part curiously enough Vivian was equally enamored of her sexual partner. When she first met Erin as her teacher she was unconsciously attracted to her. Not strictly sexually since she was at that point truly ignorant of lesbian sex and in any case she had certainly not yet encountered a female that would have inspired such feelings. However what Vivian admired was Erin's obvious intellect, at least obvious to her. Vivian had the impression that Erin was easily the smartest teacher of the faculty of Arthur MacArthur High School despite being the youngest; every other teacher was at least ten years older than Erin Falconbridge.

Vivian thought no more about Erin once she became ill, but did not forget her. She was a little annoyed at having Erin spot her at the hotel that night with Luke. It was not that Vivian was ashamed as evident by her saucy wink, and waive of her hand upon departure from the lobby. Still she so wanted to maintain Erin's good opinion, but she suspected that may have been lost by her brazen lewdness.

When Erin handed that assignment to write a short report on George Washington she saw it as an opportunity to restore her teacher's regard. So she took the assignment seriously unlike her class mates and submitted a satisfactory short essay. She was mighty pleased that her teacher approved of it so demonstrably before the class but was understandably dismayed by her class mates boorish treatment of her in reacting to the teacher's praise.

Then when the after class consultation turned sexual, Vivian couldn't be more delighted. It was obvious to her that Erin Falconbridge was easily her most superior lover to date. Ray Gainer, her first lover was only memorable for that point only. Luke Woodbury was not a serious squeeze as he betrayed no regret whatsoever in accepting his promotion which promptly ended any relationship that might have developed. Two of Erica's former fuck buddies that Vivian had sampled were forgettable. Vivian knew she would soon forget their names, and besides both of them were married anyway. As for Erica, well although they had terrific sex together, still she was her sister after all and now married to boot.

So as soon as it became apparent that Erin was sexually interested in her, Vivian sensed that this was a good thing not to be squandered. That is why she was able to quickly suggest the necessity to be more circumspect and get to a safer rendezvous place like her bedroom to ward off possible exposure and the unpleasant consequences thereof. And that first sex was as glorious as she could possibly have expected and she wanted more of it.

After that short information exchange about Erin's sexual orientation, the two women started kissing again to commence their second round of love making. The kissing was pleasantly intense and delicious. They were both sighing as the pleasure sensations were enveloping their entire bodies, especially including their brains. The sighs became more pronounced as they now were fondling each other's breasts.

Vivian's breasts were larger and softer to the touch. Erin couldn't be happier than by squeezing them and causing Vivian to gasp in delightful reaction. Similarly Erin gasped as she could feel her tits being groped by Vivian. The kissing continued as the moaning by both women became very audible. The moment was electric and Vivian couldn't contain herself any longer. She whispered into Erin's ear in her patent sexy husky voice:

"Please do me like I did you."

Erin reacted in an equally sexy husky voice as she couldn't help but mirror match Vivian's articulation:

"Are you sure my darling Vivian? My fist can be very uncomfortable for you!"

"I'm not afraid. I'm woman enough for you. I'm more than ready for you."

"OK then my darling Vivian. Anything you wish I'll do."

With that said Erin resumed kissing Vivian but with her arms clinging to Vivian directed her body to be lowered to lie flat on her back. Then Erin got on top of Vivian all the time maintaining lips locked. Erin spread her knees apart to rest on the mattress and containing Vivian's trunk in between. Erin had one hand caressing the back of Vivian's hand to secure complete intimacy. With the other hand she placed in front of her own vulva and easily reached Vivian's clitoris and started rubbing it with her forefinger.

Vivian instinctively spread her legs apart as far as she could subject to the restraint placed by Erin's thighs which were enclosing her. Erin for her part also widened the placement of her knees to allow Vivian some more freedom. Then Erin slipped two fingers into Vivian's vagina. This caused Vivian to break off the kiss so she could squeak:

"Oh!"

Then as Erin started pumping her two fingers in Vivian's cunt, Vivian gasped:

"Oh yes! Oh my!"

Now Vivian could feel three fingers stroking inside her labia lips and she moaned:

"Ahhhhh! Oh! Oh! Oh!"

At this point, Erin was getting aroused in reaction to Vivian's excitement and so she warned:

"All right this is it Vivian!"

And Vivian screamed in pain as she felt the whole of Erin's hand plunge into her. In her mind she was talking to herself: 'Oh God does it hurt! But oh does it feel so good! Oh my God I'm completely filled up; but oh I want more! I need even more!'

Erin was totally alarmed at hearing Vivian's painful shriek. Naturally she was totally remorseful at assaulting her lover so savagely so she cried out:

"Oh I'm sorry Vivian! I'm so sorry I hurt you. I'll stop right now and remove my hand."

This was the last thing Vivian wanted to hear so she screamed back even louder than her initial scream of pain:

"Oh no you fuckin' don't! Don't you fuckin' dare! I'm not hurt! You did not hurt me! Don't stop! Just fuck me! Fuck me hard! Don't be gentle! I can take it!"

To reinforce her resolve, Vivian grabbed Erin's arm to prevent the latter from withdrawing her hand. Vivian then started directing Erin's arm and encouraged Erin to fuck her in earnest. And Erin complied. Vivian started to perspire profusely in reaction to the fierce invasion of her body. She grunted vociferously but she felt that she needed even more! And so she commanded:

"Please Erin stick your other hand in my ass hole. I need it there!"

Taken by complete surprise, Erin tried to protest:

"But Vivian my darling..."

Vivian interrupted:

"No buts! Just do it!"

"Yes ma'am!"

Keeping her hand in Vivian's pussy, Erin repositioned herself beside Vivian to facilitate her lover's desire. Vivian was thereby able to lift her trunk and Erin placed a loose pillow underneath. Then Vivian raised her legs straight up in the air and used her hands to lock them in that position. Vivian's ass was now totally exposed.

Vivian was now so totally exhilarated that her ass hole gaped without delay even before Erin attempted to fill her ass hole. The hand manipulating Vivian's pussy was now inside between Vivian's upraised leg and body. With her other hand Erin reached outside, around and under the leg to get to Vivian's ass.

Thereupon one finger went into Vivian's ass and scoured around the anal wall to prepare for further invasion. Then two fingers bore in and Vivian started to grunt. In due course Erin managed to insert her whole hand right up and slightly beyond her wrist.

Whenever subsequently Vivian recalled this episode she could never figure out what induced her to demand this secondary penetration. And she was surprised how easily she was able to accommodate Erin's complete hand in her rectum despite the absence of any lubrication. This is not to say that Vivian did not feel any discomfort as she experienced a most irritating friction as result of this fisting of her ass. However since she had demanded this assault on her body, her mind caused the pleasure sensation of the action to override the negative vibes.

Vivian was now seriously perspiring as the effect of both of Erin's hands pumping her nether holes was mentally overwhelming. The pain of her ass no longer registered in her mind. Instead all she could see was a wall of white literally blinding her vision. Thus she did not see that Erin was also perspiring fiercely as well.

Certainly part of Erin's perspiration was due to her physical exertion. But the other part was due to witnessing Vivian completely enraptured by the double penetration. Erin was also fascinated at watching Vivian's skin roll in small waves from the action of the double fisting. Vivian's apparent enjoyment and pleasure tended to augment the same for Erin. In fact despite not having any of her sexual parts stimulated Erin experienced a delicious orgasm of her own even commencing seconds before Vivian exploded.

And explode Vivian did! In her mental vision she saw stars and fireworks imploding. Her head and upper body glistened from her sweat. Her coppery fiery vibrant red pubic hair was moist; drenched by her escaping female fluids. She was trembling and shivering at the same time. And she hyperventilated something fierce.

She simply screamed at the onset of her overpowering climax. And then she articulated repetitively:

"Oh fuck! Oh yes! Oh my God! Oh fuck! Oh yes! Oh my God...(and finally) That was fucking awesome!"

And when she stopped panting, and with Erin having removed her hands, Vivian turned to Erin and embraced her. And she exclaimed:

"Oh thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I can't tell you Erin how fucking awesome that was!"

And she was showering small kisses all over Erin's body as she was vocally carrying on in this manner. Then she happened to glance at the clock in her room and exclaimed:

"Oh crap! It's time for me to go and get my four cows to milk them. I can't get out of this chore or I'll be in big trouble. You can stay of course if you want to but perhaps you'd like to leave?"

Shaken abruptly by this transition from a sexy atmosphere to a mundane farm labor situation, Erin asked in confusion:

"How long will you be?"

"It takes me two hours to milk the cows."

"Oh! Well I guess I better go. I'll see you in school tomorrow and we can make some future plans."

"I'd like that."

The next day Erin Falconbridge at the beginning of the History class, which was the last one of the day, addressed her students:

"Yesterday most of you in this class took the occasion to address your fellow classmate, Vivian Laaning, by a vile name: 'Pissface'. Since none of you volunteered the reason for your meanness, I asked Vivian to stay after class to find out if she knows why virtually all of you deem it necessary to insult her in this manner.

"What Vivian told me made me understand the nucleus for your disdain. I'm here to say that what Vivian does in her own private time is nobody's business nor should it be of any concern to anyone so wholly unconnected to her as the lot of you. I understand from Vivian that none of you would be considered a friend of hers or even really an acquaintance.

"Therefore there is no call for any one of you to taunt her like you did yesterday. Your action simply amounts to bullying her. Bullying amongst high school students is being recognized by educators as an unfortunate trend amongst today's teenagers, and that something must be done to stamp it out.

"This morning I had a meeting with Principal Simon to discuss this incident. Needless to say he was appalled since he does not tolerate bullying in this school. He advised me to inform you that if I or any other teacher catches any student calling Vivian by such a vile name that student will be suspended by him for a week. Permanent suspension will follow a second violation and that would mean essentially the violator won't be able to graduate. Principal Simon will circulate a memo to that effect.

"Now you might have the notion that not acquiring a high school diploma is no big deal, but you should be aware of this: There are three things if you do them will virtually guarantee you will be free of poverty. They are: 1) finish high school; 2) get a full time job; and 3) don't get married and/or have children until you have reached at least the age of twenty-one. Failure to adhere to any of these recipes for success increases your chances exponentially of dooming you to remain poor for the rest of your life.

"And believe me being poor is no fun. I grew up extremely poor in Tennessee, and there were many a day in my childhood that I went to bed hungry. Although my parents were married, and each of them was older than twenty-one when I was born, they've never had a full time job of any consequence or duration nor did either one of them finish high school. I had to start working full time when I was fourteen and have worked full time ever since. And I can assure you that it is difficult and arduous to work full time and still get a decent education. Some of you might be aware that in addition to being a teacher here I also work at the Quality Inn as the desk clerk. This second job allows me the opportunity to help my parents out who are still very poor to this day.

"Therefore for your own self preservation I advise you to leave Vivian alone. Now you can all leave and I'll see you tomorrow to start afresh in our pursuit of our history studies. Vivian please stay back a moment."

This chiding speech had a somewhat desired result. The students were more circumspect in subsequently taunting Vivian, but they did persist in bullying her. Instead of blatantly harassing her, a tormentor would make sure that he/she could not be overheard by a teacher before launching into a tirade against Vivian. Only two students were afterwards caught bullying Vivian and they were appropriately suspended. The speech and Principal Simon's warning circular virtually guaranteed and removed any doubt that Vivian would remain friendless for that entire school year. Although, the bullying directed at her did not cease, at least it was more subdued than those terrible first two weeks of school. It was just barely tolerable which Vivian was forced to live with.

Her relationship with Erin Falconbridge was a welcome balm to counter the unpleasantness she daily incurred at school. And of course the sex was just heavenly. Especially enjoyable for Vivian occurred when they engaged in a sixty-nine oral sex. The smell and taste of Erin's pussy always drove Vivian into ecstasy. Erin almost always leaked or squirted her female juices in climax. The taste of her fluids was akin to the nectar of the gods and like the mythology gave Vivian a sense of pleasurable immortality.

When Vivian remained in class that day, the two of them formulated plans to start and continue an affair. Careful planning was necessary because of their student-teacher interrelation. Erin in particular was mindful of the spate of scandalous national news stories involving female high school teachers having sex with their male students. Thus it was absolutely imperative that their sexual dates be conducted clandestinely.

An important factor that tended to limit the frequency of their intimate get-togethers was the incredibly busy lives each of them led. Vivian had four hours of milking chores to complete every day, plus going to school five days a week and she was very conscious of keeping up with her school homework. As she had advised Erin, she had developed the ultimate ambition of becoming a lawyer and to eventually live in Chicago. To realize such lofty goals she believed she had to be a serious student and not succumb to frivolous distractions. Not that Vivian considered having sex with Erin to be frivolous, but by the same token she could not afford to devote an exorbitant amount of time indulging herself in such total, all consuming pleasure.

Erin could easily relate to Vivian's aspirations as she was similarly inclined to secure a successful professional career. And she was just as busy if not more so in her determination to achieve her ambitions. In addition to her teaching job and the extra work that entails, she worked two full shifts at the Quality Inn on weekends during the school year. During the summer recess she worked full time at the hotel and accepted every overtime opportunities; which there were aplenty. To improve her teaching credentials and provide the possibly of elevating herself into school administration, she was taking two full three hour graduate classes per week at the University of Wisconsin at its main campus in Madison. Thereby Erin was on pace to achieve her Masters degree in two years.

Both Erin and Vivian were pragmatists to a fault; quite willing to forego short term pleasures when the same were in conflict with their unwavering long term goals. From that point of view, Vivian's bedroom in the barn was the perfect rendezvous for their trysts when considering all the factors of their circumstances. And the ideal time for them to get together was at the conclusion of any one of Erin's week night classes. Her classes were on Monday and Thursday nights scheduled between 7:00 PM to 10:00 although her instructors would usually end the class and release the students around 9:30.

Thus given such times of night, it was easy for Erin to meet Vivian surreptitiously with no one the wiser. In fact the only person who ever was privy to this affair was Erica English, Vivian's sister, to whom Vivian confided. As Erica had her sister's best interests at heart she had no interest in spreading gossip. In fact she did not even advise her husband. As a result no one ever knew or even suspected a teacher-student personal affinity between Erin Falconbridge and Vivian Laaning.

The drive time from Lydiaville to Madison took about one hour and a half; so that on an agreed night Erin would arrive at Vivian's bedroom around 11:00 PM. She would invariably find Vivian sleeping and snoring as Vivian would have altered her sleeping schedule to accommodate Erin's visit and still fulfill her designated daily grind without sacrificing her necessary sleeping demands. Like Luke Woodbury, rather that being irritated Erin perceived Vivian's snoring to be delightful and charming; it would always bring about a loving smile on Erin's visage.