by Powerone
"Hurry up, Ashley,” Brandy's voice broke up her daydream. “You don't want them being angry at us for being late. You know what Headmaster Michael would do if we were."
They walked down the hallway, the building empty, most students in their rooms studying. They stopped at the last room at the end of the hall, a large wooden door, very imposing and ominous. “You ready?” Brandy looked at Ashley, dressed similar to her, white button down blouse, a camisole underneath, no bra, black skirt, tight and short. Legs were covered with black, thigh-high stockings that contrasted sharply with their silky, white thighs. Shoes were three-inch black heels. God, they looked hot. Ashley laughed. She was already wet with the thought of two strange men who would watch Ashley and her make out, slowly strip each other, finally make each other orgasm. She knew that once they had their orgasms, the men would require the girls to satisfy them; the unknown made her shiver in lust.
"No, but...” before she could even reply, Brandy threw open the door noisily, their heels clicked on the floor. She smelled scented candles, the flickers of multiple candles flashed on the walls. In the room was a large overstuffed bed dressed in black satin covers. Next to the bed sat two distinguished men. They were well dressed, tanned, but older, at least sixty. To an eighteen year old girl, this was old.
Brandy looked at them, the thought of them touching her naked body wasn't the thought that made her wet. Could she go through with this?
Ashley saw the look in Brandy's eyes, similar thoughts ran through her head. How did they get into this?
"What lovely girls, Brandy and Ashley, I presume?” Dr. Lennox looked at them, such delightful girls. He had so much fun with Elizabeth, a pair of blonde young girls would bring even greater enjoyment. “Headmaster Michael said you wouldn't disappoint us. I hope that is true."
Brandy now understood why they were doing this. For Headmaster Michael. The thought of the consequences of defying the Headmaster too drastic to even fathom. “Yes, Sir,” they both chimed.
"Step over here, girls,” Mr. Van Dorn urged them over to the chairs. “I'm Earl Van Dorn, and this is Dr. Lennox.” Ashley and Brandy moved in front of the chairs.
Ashley looked at the men, eyes stared at their bodies, watched the gentle bounce of the bra-less breasts as they moved closer. Their eyes moved down to their half-naked legs, their skirts short, brief glimpses of the top of their stockings peeked out as they walked. Their hips swayed seductively, skirts clung to their hips and ass, the gentle tap of their heels on the hardwood floor only broken by the heavy breathing of the men.
Dr. Lennox looked at Brandy, “I hear that you learned to appreciate girl sex with the Chancellor. Did you enjoy it, Brandy?"
Brandy turned red in embarrassment; this was not going to be as easy as she thought it would be. The words were bad enough, never mind doing it in front of them. “Yes,” she finally stammered out, ashamed.
"Well you both are extremely attractive girls.” Dr. Lennox moved forward towards the girls, Mr. Van Dorn followed his lead. “Why don't you show us how you kiss each other? French kiss and show us some passion."
Brandy turned towards Ashley, “we can do this, just make believe they're not here, it's just us.” She moved towards Ashley; Ashley gave one look around before she hesitantly opened her lips. It felt like the first time to Brandy, the electric touch as their lips met. The first thought was of how soft the touch was, not the hard, demanding touch of boys. Her tongue moved as their lips met, her tongue sought out the inner depths of the other's hot mouth, darted along the teeth before it finally found what it sought, Ashley's tongue. Her probing tongue moved sensuously over Ashley's, finally her friend's body relaxed, her tongue returned the favor. A soft moan from Ashley as Brandy's hands slid down Ashley's back, finally coming to rest on the gentle hillocks of her butt, held her tightly, felt her pussy smash into Ashley's sex. She began a gentle motion of her hips, side to side, rubbing her pussy against Ashley. Their kiss grew more passionate, Ashley's hands moved down to the gentle swell of her breasts, unencumbered beneath the simple blouse, felt Brandy's nipples hard, pushed against the silky camisole that encased them.
It seemed to work, Ashley erased the men in the room from her head, concentrated only on Brandy, their hands and fingers sought out each other as they kissed passionately. Suddenly the trance was broken; a strange pair of hands ran up and down the inside of Brandy's silky thighs, the rough calloused hands of a man. She felt Ashley's body jerk in response, similar hands probably caressed her exposed flesh, as well.
"Continue girls, don't pay attention to us. We just can't seem to keep our hands off of your lovely bodies. We'll try to stay out of the way.” Dr. Lenox pushed on Ashley's thighs, urged her legs to spread apart so that he would have unfettered access to the tender skin between her legs. “Yes, Ashley, spread your legs a little wider, you too Brandy."
The girls had no choice, their legs parted, the hands between their legs more urgent, up their stockings until it reached the tops and the silk of their naked flesh. Brandy moved her hands up, cupped the lovely twin mounds of young breast flesh beneath Ashley's blouse, her fingers easily found the protruding tips of her nipples, pushed hard against the silk camisole.
The men continued their exploration of the young girls’ legs and thighs, hands indulged the luxurious softness of the inner thighs, the slightly parted legs gave them access to the naked skin high under their skirt where the stockings ended. They watched the girls kiss passionately; their hands as they sought out each other's bodies, Ashley caressed the hardened nipples beneath the simple blouse while Brandy fondled the firm flesh of Ashley's taut buttocks. “Sit down on the chairs girls, let us take off your heels so you can get more comfortable on the bed together,” Dr. Lenox's voice ordered.
They both sat, the men settled on the footstools in front of them. “Make believe it is a handsome boy doing it to you, or better yet, make believe it is me. It will make it go easier,” Brandy urged Ashley as they both leaned back in the chairs, knew that the men wouldn't be content with just taking off their heels; sure hands would visit between their legs.
Ashley clenched her eyes tightly as the hands of Mr. Van Dorn on her ankles, pulled her legs up onto his lap; she slumped down slightly in the chair. His hand completely encircled her tiny ankles, pulled her legs slightly apart, Ashley recoiled as she felt the hard cock beneath her legs. He pulled harder on her ankles, forced her legs back down again, Ashley felt the hard cock jerked as her legs settled back down on it again. She felt her shoes pulled from her feet, noisily dumped on the floor, a similar sharp noise signaled that Brandy suffered the same fate. Hands moved to her feet, fingers touched her toes, massaged them before moved along until they touched her ankles again. She felt him move back, her feet now pushed forward until the bottom of one foot was placed between his legs, the hard cock beneath her foot. He slid forward, his crotch jammed hard against her, his hand grasped her ankle tightly, rubbed the bottom of her foot against his cock in a simulated masturbation. She could only imagine how it looked, her eyes clenched tightly shut in humiliation as he forced her to masturbate his cock with her foot. She heard a gasp from Brandy, knew that she was also forced to perform the same perverse task. She felt the bottom of her foot rubbed up and down the hard cock; felt the pulsing organ jerk back and forth in pleasure. She curled her toes in response to a cramp, heard a murmur of pleasure from Mr. Van Dorn as his cock was grabbed tightly by her foot, almost as her hand might do.
"Do that again, Ashley, now,” he ordered her.
She obeyed, her toes tried to grip the large cock, barely able to even grasp it as his hand forced her leg back and forth, masturbating the cock.
"You're going to make me cum if you keep that up."
Ashley felt slightly powerful, able to stimulate him so easily. Her leg pulled from his crotch, her other ankle grabbed, this time her feet placed on the floor in front of the footstool, legs slightly parted.
Brandy suffered similarly, her foot used to masturbate
him, also found her legs now on the floor, hands pushed out on her knees, as her skirt rode up high on her hips.
"Wider, Brandy, spread your legs for me."
She obeyed, not having much choice, her eyes tightly clenched, she did not want to see what she consented to. Her knees were spread almost two feet wide, her legs ached at the obscene position, her skirt, stretched to the limit, slid higher up her legs, Brandy raised her ass off the chair to allow the skirt to slide up, knew that she exposed more of her body to him but afraid that the skirt would rip and tear. She felt the hands moved up and down her legs, starting at the knees and slowly up the inside of her thighs, over the stockings. She imagined in her mind that it was Headmaster Michael doing it to her, shivered when the hands touched the naked skin above her stockings. Large hands now completely encircled the top of her thighs, thumbs dug into the tender inner flesh so close to her pussy as they clenched and unclenched on the young flesh. Please, Headmaster Michael, touch my pussy. She pushed her ass up off of the chair as the large, calloused hands grabbed her inner thighs, squeezed the flesh tightly until Brandy moaned in pleasure. The thumbs moved back and forth, up and down her thighs, moved close to her pussy but never quite touched her there. She moaned as the thumbs dug into the area where her legs met her pussy, pushed painfully into the tender flesh. Her hips rose up again, circled, tried to find the harsh fingers, hoped to get them to touch her sex. They gripped her hips tightly, pushed painfully into her tender flesh, fingers dug into the edges of her vulva. Her skirt was high up, the cool air on her panty-covered sex, knew that she made quite a spectacle, as she humped up and down, hoped for some relief from the fingers that now pressed into the pubic bone, squeezed her pussy labia from both sides.
Ashley heard the soft moans from Brandy, the rustle of clothing and the squished sounds of the chair as she imagined what was happening. She didn't have much time to dwell on it, Mr. Van Dorn hands became more insistent, fingers dug painfully into her skin, his thumbs pressed into the tenderest region between her legs. She squirmed in the chair, her hands clenched into fists as her hips rolled, the hands now completely under her skirt, pressed her labia together deep down to the pubic both from both sides. She felt her pussy get wet from the rough treatment, the hands kept her hips moving, wished that he would touch her.
Both girls widely gyrated in the chair, a sheen of sweat broke out on their upper lips as the men painfully dug their thumbs into the most tender regions of their sex, their hips moved, not sure whether they tried to escape the fingers or search for them.
"I don't want you cumming yet, girls.” Mr. Van Dorn cupped her labia with his hand and tightened his grip, squeezed her sex together, pinched the puffy flesh five times with his powerful fingers before finally he released her. “Get on the bed, it is time for some more girl sex.
They opened their eyes at the same time, each humiliated as they saw how they looked, skirts ridden up high, panties uncovered, wet stains on the black silk revealed their arousal from the painful manipulation of their flesh. They got on the bed, pulled their skirts down as they did so, their asses pushed out sensuously as they clamored onto the black satin cover.
"They made me wet, Brandy,” Ashley whispered to her friend, not wanting the men to know how much they had aroused her.
"Me, too. It hurt; his fingers when they dug into my flesh, but I wanted him to touch my pussy. He could have done anything, he just had to touch my pussy,” she confessed to her friend.
"Please, make me cum,” Ashley begged her friend. Ashley lay down on the bed and turned towards Brandy. She kissed her, Brandy's tongue moved into her mouth, her leg quickly slid between Brandy's, forcefully spread her thighs apart until her leg began to rub against Brandy's pussy.
Brandy was surprised by her friend's apparent ardor, when she took the lead in their lovemaking. She must have been really aroused by Mr. Van Dorn, similar to what Brandy felt as she was roughly treated. Her hand moved up to Ashley's breast, cupped the firm flesh in her hand and squeezed it hard, heard the gasp from Ashley's lips. Ashley responded in kind, roughly banged her knee between Brandy's legs, smashed her knee into her pubic bone, held it harshly and ground it back and forth. Brandy found a nipple and pinched it hard between her fingers; Ashley's back arched up in pain.
It felt like Brandy was going to rip her nipple off, the pain shot through her breast, as the hardened nub was twisted and pulled, she banged her knee into Brandy's pussy again in response. But the painful twist of her nipple made her wet again.
Her ass pushed back as the knee banged her pubic bone, the bone dug painfully into her labia, crushed it as it was rubbed harshly back and forth. Brandy's other hand went to Ashley's other breast, found and crushed the hard nipple beneath her fingertips. She moved her hips forward, helped Ashley to rub her pussy harshly with her knee, bowed her legs out, gave Ashley unfettered access to her sex. Even the knee hard against her was enough to send shivers up her spine; but at least she got her pussy touched.
"It seems we have unleashed a secret desire in these girls,” Dr. Lenox remarked to Mr. Van Dorn. “They seem to like a little pain with their pleasure. I'm sure we can help that along a bit later.” spoke to the girls,” but first girls, I want you to play with each other's breasts. And, I want you to slowly strip each other until you are both naked from the waist up."
"I'm sorry if I hurt you, Ashley,” Brandy apologized, her hand gently caressed Ashley's breasts, felt the hard tips push out the blouse.
"Me too, I don't know what got over me,” she whispered. “Do you want me to suck on your tits?” She wanted to please Brandy, eager to show how sorry she was.
"Please, I'm so horny. I need to cum bad.” Her hands continued to caress Ashley's breasts while her blouse was unbuttoned slowly, the men watched as she was slowly stripped for their benefit. She arched her back when Ashley's hand slipped into her opened blouse, her fingers grasped at her camisole enclosed breasts, her nipples already hard. “Oh yes, please, make them naked. I don't care if they are watching. I need your mouth on them. Please, Ashley, suck on them,” she begged. She let her fingers unbutton Ashley's blouse, impatient, almost ripped the buttons off as she pulled the white blouse out of her skirt, pushed it to the side.
"Take off your blouses, girls,” Dr. Lenox ordered them, both of the men watched as the girls obeyed, the silky camisole barely concealed their perky nipples, hard pebbles pushed out the material.
Ashley's hands slipped under the camisole, Brandy shuddered as Ashley's hands touched her naked stomach, sent a strange feeling up her spine. Her hands cupped under Brandy's breasts, hefted the twin mounds, felt the springy resistance in the flesh as she squeezed them.
"The nipples, please touch the nipples,” Brandy begged, her hands slipped under Ashley's camisole, she went straight for the hard nipples, felt them get bigger as Brandy's fingers ran over the swollen buds, squeezed them into greater erection. They both clung to each other, their hands moved over naked breasts, squeezed and clenched the resilient flesh.
Ashley removed her hands from under Brandy's camisole. “Take it off,” she ordered, felt strange at the exchange of place, Brandy usually the one in charge.
Brandy obeyed, felt a little embarrassed as she was the first one to bare her breasts to the men, but she was so horny, she needed an orgasm badly. She pulled the camisole over her head, at least she was spared the initial looks of the men at her breasts, the camisole covered her face, Brandy held it there temporarily to hide any further humiliation. She pulled it off, threw it to the corner of the bed. “Now, you,” she wanted Ashley to be in the same position as the men stared at her naked breasts, a tingling between her legs, the forced stripping of her body in front of them excited her.
Ashley hesitated, eventually stripped the camisole from her body, quickly threw it off over her head, anxious to get it over with. Brandy moved closer, Ashley shivered as their breasts touched, their hard nipples brushed over the other's naked skin, their bodies rubbed, their nipples grazed sensuo
usly over the other's silky flesh. “Lie back,” Ashley pushed Brandy down on her back, her lips trailed a wet path down Brandy's neck and upper chest before her tongue circled Brandy's breasts, teased the nipples by skimming over the areola's, tiny goose bumps appeared when she blew on the wet flesh. She felt Brandy's hands on her head, pressed her face onto her breasts, Ashley barely had time to open her mouth before one naked tit was pushed inside her mouth.
Brandy almost came as Ashley's tongue lapped at her overly stimulated nipple, the rough tongue rubbed back and forth over the hard tip, Brandy tried to stuff as much of her breast into the hot confines of Ashley's mouth as possible. She grabbed Ashley's other hand, brought it up to her other breast, “play with this one.” Fingers grasped her nipple, pulled and twisted the rubbery flesh as her other nipple received tender bites, sharp teeth sent such a delicious shudder through her body. Brandy wrapped her legs around Ashley, tried to draw her in, tried to mash her pussy into hers, anything to get the stimulation she required to cum.
