She ran her fingers through my hair sending electric jolts down my spine. She was dressed in a knee length fancy skirt and a contrasting top I was awa...h in a sea of sensations. I wanted her with a passion I never knew existed until this moment. I lowered her onto me and my hands moved down across her back and onto her firm thighs. Saranya had a beautiful shape I had noticed earlier in the evening. Her classic lines accentuated her small waist and a shapely curvature into what I consider a. When I thought about seeds, I remembered we forgot to put on a condom and I saw the unopened pack sitting obscenely on the bed right beside our humping bodies. Well, it was too late then and I just made a mental note to get my best friend Monica's mom to give me one of her "morning after" pills that she kept more for herself than for Monica because she was sort of a big time slut that Monica and I knew all about but Monica's father had not the slightest clue. I came back to reality when Steve. He’d expected the usual pranks and outbursts on his first day, at 28 he’d been teaching high school geology for three years, he knew the tricks. What he hadn’t expected was Izzy. It was the last class of day and the sophomores knew exactly what buttons to push, he kept his cool, he knew his 6ft toned tanned body would cause a stir among the girls which could trigger the typical jealous bravado in the boys. He was scanning the room, almost smug at how right his predictions were, when he saw. She lay there slick with sweat, her body quivering in anticipation of what might be next. The room had gone silent. Daddy pulled her hair and said "You want to thank everyone for fucking you, don't you slut?" "Yes, Daddy. Thank you everyone for fucking me so good and treating my like the nasty slut I am" she said. Daddy must have gestured everyone out of the room because she heard the shuffle of feet and the audible click of the door opening and closing. They were alone at last. "You pleased me.