I look up and find Miss Carla Delaney, the physical education teacher, standing, in all her glory, at my door. She always seems to look beautiful even...after a long class. I often wonder how she does it."Oh, nothing just marking a few old papers." Could you spare a few minutes, I need some help moving something."I look down at the first paper, still unblemished by my marking pen, sitting on the desk in front of me. I'll just have to tell her that I'm busy and that she better find someone. I remember my first view of two women in kissing each other gave me a fluttering in my stomach that was really unlike anything I had felt previously. It didn't feel wrong, but it did feel dirty and rather exciting to thumb through those pages. Still, at that time, I thought that I could only be with a guy, i never thought i could actually go through with being with another girl. Dale always told me he had fantasies about me and my friend Sarah getting it on together. He used to say that he. It hurt like hell, squeezing into my tight pussy. I moan, “Whatever you want baby, I’m yours.” He smiles, “You shouldn’t have said that, I get carried away.” He sat above me and started to ride me pushing it in harder and harder each time. I screamed and grunted. I could feel the pain searing up my body and it felt amazing. I began to rub my breasts and pinch my nipple moaning. Suddenly he pulled out, I asked, “What’s wrong?” He looked at me naughtily, “You shouldn’t have followed me up. I rubbed my wife's thigh there in the car, then moved my hand to her crotch – even through denim, the heat was evident, and she started subtly rolling her hips almost immediately. As with many women, my wife seemed to get hornier when she was fertile, and today was the absolute peak of that; I hoped that this would help cancel out any reservations she might otherwise be feeling.Soon, Dan called us, and we directed him to the parking lot of the hotel we had selected. Within a couple of minutes,.