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Bunny and the Slopes: Part 1.
Bunny chaperons the senior ski trip.
Based on a post by Lubrican.
Listen to the Podcast at My
First Time.
Bunny thought it would be fun to be a
sponsor for the senior ski trip, especially since Jack, a handsome
teacher she'd always wanted to get to know better was going to be her
co-sponsor. The trip was everything she could have dreamed of; and
that included a couple of nightmares.
Chapter One.
Bunny's crush.
Bunny Johnson was looking forward to
the ski trip she had agreed to co-sponsor for the High School Seniors
in the travel club at Smoky Hill High School in Buckwell a county
seat, just an hour north of Oklahoma City.
She'd never been skiing herself, but it
didn't look too hard and she loved snow and cold weather. Her
position as History teacher and Drama coach for the school kept her
very busy, and this was one of the only ways she was able to get away
and have some fun. Besides that, she figured that chaperoning kids
who would be graduating in just a few months, and who could be
expected to be more responsible than younger kids, might not be that
much work either.
The fact that her co-sponsor was Jack Kelly didn't hurt either. He
was a hunk and she'd been wanting to meet him under circumstances
that might let them get better acquainted. Now she was on her way to
meet him, to work out the final plans for the trip. There were eight
senior kids going, three boys and five girls, with only one boyfriend
and girlfriend pair to have to keep a closer eye on. A parent had
donated use of a huge motor home for the trip, but it was only going
to be used for transportation. There were plenty of places in the
monster vehicle for everyone to be comfortable on the drive out to,
and back from; Silver Spring, Colorado.
Bunny arrived at Jack's house right on time and parked in the
driveway. A huge dog ran from around the house and started dancing
and barking loudly right beside her car door. The dog didn't look
vicious, but it was big and it was barking. She didn't know what to
do, so she just sat there. In just a few seconds Jack came to the
front door and yelled "Twinkle toes, knock it off!" The dog
immediately went quiet and sat down, wagging his tail.
She got out carefully. "Twinkle toes?" she said, and
Jack laughed as the dog bounded up and ran around and around barking
madly. He obviously knew his name and loved the fact that this
stranger knew it too.
Jack smiled and called the dog, this time saying "Twink;
here!" in a commanding voice. The dog went to the porch and sat
quietly beside him. Bunny went up, they greeted, and then he ushered
her into the house. She made immediate friends with Jack's dog.
They got down to business right away, talking about rules for the
trip, ways to ensure that the boys and girls didn't get Too close to
each other. They had two suites in the hotel, so all the females
could stay in one, and all the males in the other. They didn't think
there'd be too much trouble.
Bunny found herself looking at Jack's lips, again and again. They
looked full and soft. Jack, for his part, tried not to stare at
Bunny's chest. Her tits were truly magnificent, though she wasn't all
that aware of the fact. She'd had them for years, and pretty much
took them for granted. She was a 36D on most days of the month, and
today it looked like she was having trouble getting her knockers into
that size bra. It wasn't because she was fat. She worked out
regularly and there wasn't an ounce of fat on her, but all the
push-ups and weights developed her pecks really well. That made her
tits stick out and up proudly, over a flat stomach and swelling hips.
The fact that she was short, just 5 foot 2; just made her tits seem
larger.
In high school, she was plump and pimply, and hadn't dated much.
That insecurity had carried over into college. She spent a lot of
time doing parts in plays and musicals, and didn't date anybody
seriously. She also spent a lot of time in the gym, working out,
transformed her body into what was politely referred to as a "masonry
outhouse." She was much too busy in her first two years as a
teacher to spend the amount of time it took to build a real
relationship with a man. She owned two very authentic dildos and they
were well used, but her pussy had never felt a real live cock in it.
Jack was handsome, and he was also a geek. He'd finished first in
his class at Cal Tech, but he'd never figured out how to approach
women. Women had approached him more than once, and, to his
amazement, his uncut cock had spewed its load into several foxy
women. But the bald fact was that they were the pursuers, and not
Jack. He never believed those women really found him attractive, and
had always assumed that the guys they really wanted to go out with
were busy, so they came after him, rather than stay home on a weekend
night.
One nice thing about women who approached you was that they
weren't shy about telling you how to please them. As a result, Jack
was a consummate lover, and he knew all the tricks of the trade to
getting a woman off.
Still, he was painfully shy. The women in the school he ended up
teaching science in weren't the kind to eye him up and down and
suggest a quick fuck to take the edge off. Consequently, he'd been
without sex for most of the three years he'd been teaching at Smoky
Hill.
As a result of That, Jack had a wonderfully developed fantasy
world. It included, among others, quite a few of the Junior and
Senior girls; and Bunny Johnson. He'd spent literally hours spurting
thick wads of semen all over his apartment while thinking about
Bunny. And he was very strict about stopping what he liked to call
"fraternization" between boys and girls in the school. This
wasn't from some high moral stand. He just felt like if he couldn't
stick his cock in the girls, nobody else should be allowed to either.
As long as they were talking about the logistics of the trip,
their conversation flowed smoothly. But when that was done, and they
had nothing definite to talk about, both got uncomfortable. Each
wished they could say witty things, and neither knew that the other
felt exactly the same. With a sad glance at his lips, Bunny left,
while Jack gave one last longing look at her tits.
Both of them masturbated that night, thinking of each other.
To The Mountains.
The day of the trip came. All the kids stowed their stuff on the
big coach and each found a place to sit for the trip. Jack was
driving. Bunny spent some time sitting in the other front seat beside
him, and some time patrolling the vehicle. She was at a loss of how
to act, really. She was a teacher, but this wasn't teaching. She had
seen all the kids, but only two had ever been in one of her classes.
As a result, she had no relationship with them upon which to build;
as a starting point from which respect for her as an adult might
develop.
The first problem she had was with Jerry, the co-captain of the
football team; and one of the cheerleaders, named Tiffany. They had
figured out how to pull out one of the beds, and were lying side by
side on it, talking. Bunny didn't think that was appropriate, even
though they weren't actually doing anything with each other. After a
loud argument, she ruled that they had to share the space with
others, and that anyone using that space had to sit up. She saw some
longing looks between boys and girls, but nothing that made her
suspicious. All in all, the kids were actually well behaved.
They got to the ski resort that evening and got checked in. Jack
had to park the big motor home some distance from the lodge, in the
part of the lot reserved for RVs. By the time he found the set of
suites they had been assigned, the kids had dispersed to the indoor
pool, game room, and who knows where else? Only Bunny was left in the
room. They explored the suites and discovered there was a connecting
door between them. That made Bunny feel better because she could
contact Jack without having to go outside the rooms.
It was too late in the day to start skiing, but the kids lined up
and got lift tickets for the next day. Then they all had dinner
together in the restaurant at the lodge. After that the kids wanted
to explore some more. Bunny and Jack put their heads together and
decided the place was so small that they couldn't get lost, or in too
much trouble. It was Jack's idea to let the kids go in a group,
without adult supervision. He thought that would get the sponsors on
the good side of the kids.
Bunny turned to the eight expectant faces. "Okay, here's the
deal. You guys can go explore, but you all have to stay together, and
you all have to be back in the rooms by eleven. Deal?"
"Deal!" shouted eight adolescent voices.
Bunny and Jack went to the hotel's night club, where the lighting
was dim and they could talk quietly. Both of them were excited about
getting to spend some time with each other.
As they talked, they became a little more at ease with each other.
Bunny remembered from a speech class she had taken; that the best way
to get a man to talk was to ask him about himself. So she did. Jack
talked about all kinds of things Bunny didn't fully understand, but
she sat gazing at that those blue eyes, wonderful smile, and kissable
lips; and had a great time. He was talking about various gadgets when
he mentioned a new brand of personal digital assistant.
"Hey!" she chirped. "I just bought one of those and
I still haven't figured out how to use it. I don't suppose you could
help me with that?"
"Sure" he said. "Go get it and I'll make you an
expert in no time."
Bunny jumped up to go and Jack groaned inwardly, as her tits
bobbed and shimmied. He felt his cock start to stiffen.
Bunny went to the girls' suite and looked where she thought she'd
left the PDA, but it wasn't there. She thought back. She'd been
playing around with it on the RV. She remembered putting it in a
pouch on the back of one of the seats, so it wouldn't fall off on the
floor. She hurried out to the parking lot, back to where the motor
home was parked.
As she approached the coach, she thought she saw it move a little.
That was crazy, she thought. But as she reached for the handle of the
side door it moved away from her hand ever so slightly. She stopped,
her hand still out, and her eyes widened as she realized the motor
home was rocking, only a little, but definitely rocking; back and
forth.
Then she heard a sound, like someone in pain. It came again; a
girl's voice. Someone was Inside the motor home. It never occurred to
her that it might be dangerous for her to investigate; that it could
have been Anybody in there. Very quietly she eased in the side door
open, towards the front of the vehicle.
The sounds became more clear immediately.
RV Tryst.
"Aw" came a male voice.
"Uh; Uh; Uh" came the rhythmic grunts of a girl. Bunny
recognized that grunting female voice. It was Tiffany.
But it Couldn't be Tiffany. Tiffany was with the other kids,
exploring.
Very quietly Bunny stepped up into the big vehicle. Her light
frame didn't make it move at all. As she leaned forward, to look down
the central aisle of the Camper RV, she saw movement up, and to her
right. There was a mirror there that let the driver see back into the
rear of the camper. She looked at that mirror and her jaw dropped
open.
In the mirror, she saw Tiffany, stark naked, lying on her back
with her knees spread wide open. Between those knees was Jerry
Thomas, who was equally naked. They were on the pull-out bed, and
Jerry was fucking her with long hard strokes of his very stiff
adolescent cock. Every time he pounded that cock into the
cheerleader, she gave out a lustful grunt.
"Oh; Oh; Oh"
Bunny was about to yell out, when Jerry cried out "I'm gonna
cum, baby, I'm gonna blow!"
Tiffany squealed "You can't cum in me Jerry, I'm not on the
pill. Pull it out and I'll suck it for you."
Jerry, however, kept pounding away until he slammed in one last
time and froze, his back arched and his face looking up at the
ceiling of the motor home.
"Ah" he groaned.
"Take It Out, Jerry!" squealed Tiffany again, and her
hands began trying to push his chest away from her.
Bunny's voice was frozen in her throat as she saw Jerry's ass
muscles clench as he tried to shove his teen cock even further up
into Tiffany's fertile pussy.
Then, as if he'd finally heard his lover, Jerry pulled his
spurting cock out of the girl. He jumped up and squatted over
Tiffany's face as her hands scrabbled for his cock. She got it aimed
at her face and a stream of cum splattered all over her chin. Then
she pulled him further down and she could finally get her lips around
the head of his cock. He groaned like he was in agony as she sucked
the rest of his jizz, out of his cock. Meanwhile, Tiffany's other
hand flew to her pussy and she began slapping and rubbing her gaping
pussy, rubbing herself to an orgasm.
Bunny gulped as she saw that the hand Tiffany was using to rub her
pussy was wet and sticky with the white stuff that had been left
there by Jerry as he pulled his cock out of the girl. He had gotten
at least one shot inside her and Bunny felt faint as she saw the
girl's fingers pushing what fell out back up inside as she brought
herself off.
Bunny retreated, her face aflame with what she'd seen. Her tits
felt swollen and tender, especially her nipples and she realized she
had gotten turned on by watching the two teenagers mating. She didn't
know what to do. The damage was done.
She had to talk to Jack about this. She crept off the RV and
headed back to the lodge at a run.
Jack was sitting in the chair by the fire, relaxed, his head back,
waiting for Bunny to return to the night club. He thought about her
beautiful body and, for the hundredth time, undressed it in his mind.
He usually did this at home, where the resulting boner didn't matter.
His head jerked up when he heard her frantic voice as she all but ran
towards him.
"Jack! Jack!" she panted as she slid to a stop in front
of him.
"What's wrong Bunny?" he said, anxiously. He stood up.
"Kids; Tiffany; in the RV; doing; naked" she glanced
around furtively to see if anyone could hear her. She was panting,
trying to catch her breath. She had done more slipping and sliding in
the snow than she had running, and she had pulled a muscle in her
thigh, based on how it felt.
"What?" Jack queried.
"Come on" she gasped, pulling him toward the door of the
lodge.
She tried to explain what she'd seen as she pulled him toward the
parked vehicle. By the time they got there he understood she'd seen
Tiffany and Jerry inside it, and that they were naked and having sex.
Angrily he pulled open the door and stomped up the steps.
The vehicle was empty.
Bunny gawked. "They were Here! Not five minutes ago they were
right Here!"
Jack frowned. "Well they're not here any more. Maybe they
heard you." He moved further into the motor home and began
examining things. He unfolded the bed and put his hand on it. "You're
right Bunny, the sheet is still a little warm. They were here."
"of course they were here!" she said in an exasperated
voice. "Why would I have come and told you something like that
if it wasn't true?" She looked at the handsome teacher, her
hands on her hips.
"Okay, Okay, I'm sorry." He didn't look very sorry to
Bunny. "It just sounded sort of; what were they doing?"
"What do you mean what were they doing? I told you. They were
making love."
"I know that, but, Okay, take your phrase; 'making love'.
That normally means something that's tender and quiet and calm. Was
it like that?"
Bunny was too shocked by everything that had happened to think
about how odd his statement; and question was. If she'd have taken a
minute to think, she might have wondered why this teacher would care
whether the kids were "making love" or "fucking each
other's brains out."
In point of fact, Jack cared because Tiffany was one of his
fantasy girls, and the thought of Jerry on top of her had gotten him
mostly stiff on the way over to the motor home. Then, feeling the
warm sheet and seeing spots of; something; on the sheet, which he
hadn't mentioned to Bunny, got him even more excited. He turned
around. Bunny was standing there just looking delicious. His fantasy
changed, with Bunny on the bed, under; who? Was it Jerry or him who
was pinning her to the mattress?
He shook his head. "What were they doing exactly? I mean if
I'm going to question them, I need to know exactly what they were
doing." What he really wanted was more detailed visions of how
Bunny would have looked, splayed out naked on that bed, getting her
pussy pummeled. He went on "You know, like if I say he had his
mouth on her nipples, and that didn't really happen, then he'll know
we're bullshitting him and he'll clam up. What we need is a full
confession so we know the best way to handle things." It sounded
good to him.
Bunny, not being a detective, didn't recognize that particular
brand of bullshit when she heard it, and it sounded reasonable to her
too.
"Well, they were naked."
"Completely naked? Not even socks?" he asked.
"I don't remember whether they had on Socks, for goodness
sake. All I could see was that big, thick; cock. It was all pushed up
inside her."
Jack felt precum start to ease up into his cock. "Okay, so
they were mostly naked. And was she on top?" That was one of his
favorite fantasies.
"No, she was on her back, under him. He was between her
legs."
"Was she screaming, or yelling for him to stop? Was it
rape?"'
Bunny's eyes went out of focus and she sighed. "No, she was
loving it. He might have punctures on his ass where her fingernails
dug in. She was pulling him that hard." Now Bunny felt moisture
begin to invade between her legs.
"And what were they saying?" he leaned toward her.
"I can't remember. I think it was just noises. It all
happened so fast. Yes, it was just noises and then he; he; he
ejaculated in her!" Bunny's knees got weak and she had to sit
down. "She yelled that she wasn't on the pill, but he ejaculated
in her anyway."
Jack knew there was a spot in his shorts now as he felt precum
leak out of his cock. "How do you know? Did he say something?"
"No! I Saw It; Jack! I saw his sperm! It was all around his
cock and it wouldn't all stay inside her."
Jack was envisioning his cock, plugged into Bunny's sweet pussy,
pulsing his seed deep into her pussy until it squirted out around his
cock.
He decided he needed to go beat off.
"Okay, Bunny, um .. listen, I'll go and; um find the kids.
Yeah. I'll find them and we'll get to the bottom of this. I'll get
back with you when I find something out."
Broken Pussy.
He all but ran from the motor home as Bunny closed the door and
began the slippery trip back to the lodge, on the icy parking lot.
Her mind was a whirl, and she was contemplating doing the same thing
Jack was, though neither of them suspected the other was heated up,
too. She was so inattentive that she didn't see the black ice on the
walk. The first moment she knew something was wrong was when her
right foot took off to the right, and her left foot took off to the
left and back a little.
Bunny had been a gymnast when she was in High School, and she had
been able to do the splits quite well in those days. She had not,
however, practiced doing the splits recently, nor had she done her
flexibility exercises.
But, once again, she did the splits. It wasn't, however, anything
like the last time her legs had lain flat on the ground, going out in
opposite directions. There was pain, and a Lot of it. Bunny let out
an agonized howl as tendons stretched to the tearing point and pain
lanced through her groin. About the only saving grace was that she
went down so hard she actually bounced when she hit the ice. That,
and her natural tendency to lay over to get Out of the splits,
allowed her to get her legs back together. Now she was lying on her
back, on the ice, in the dark.
She screamed.
People came running from all over. At night time in a ski resort,
there isn't all that much to do except socialize, sleep or have sex,
so people weren’t so busy that they ignored agonized screams of
an injured woman. Soon people were trying to get her to stand up, but
that hurt too much
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Bunny chaperons the senior ski trip.
Based on a post by Lubrican.
Listen to the Podcast at My
First Time.
Bunny thought it would be fun to be a
sponsor for the senior ski trip, especially since Jack, a handsome
teacher she'd always wanted to get to know better was going to be her
co-sponsor. The trip was everything she could have dreamed of; and
that included a couple of nightmares.
Chapter One.
Bunny's crush.
Bunny Johnson was looking forward to
the ski trip she had agreed to co-sponsor for the High School Seniors
in the travel club at Smoky Hill High School in Buckwell a county
seat, just an hour north of Oklahoma City.
She'd never been skiing herself, but it
didn't look too hard and she loved snow and cold weather. Her
position as History teacher and Drama coach for the school kept her
very busy, and this was one of the only ways she was able to get away
and have some fun. Besides that, she figured that chaperoning kids
who would be graduating in just a few months, and who could be
expected to be more responsible than younger kids, might not be that
much work either.
The fact that her co-sponsor was Jack Kelly didn't hurt either. He
was a hunk and she'd been wanting to meet him under circumstances
that might let them get better acquainted. Now she was on her way to
meet him, to work out the final plans for the trip. There were eight
senior kids going, three boys and five girls, with only one boyfriend
and girlfriend pair to have to keep a closer eye on. A parent had
donated use of a huge motor home for the trip, but it was only going
to be used for transportation. There were plenty of places in the
monster vehicle for everyone to be comfortable on the drive out to,
and back from; Silver Spring, Colorado.
Bunny arrived at Jack's house right on time and parked in the
driveway. A huge dog ran from around the house and started dancing
and barking loudly right beside her car door. The dog didn't look
vicious, but it was big and it was barking. She didn't know what to
do, so she just sat there. In just a few seconds Jack came to the
front door and yelled "Twinkle toes, knock it off!" The dog
immediately went quiet and sat down, wagging his tail.
She got out carefully. "Twinkle toes?" she said, and
Jack laughed as the dog bounded up and ran around and around barking
madly. He obviously knew his name and loved the fact that this
stranger knew it too.
Jack smiled and called the dog, this time saying "Twink;
here!" in a commanding voice. The dog went to the porch and sat
quietly beside him. Bunny went up, they greeted, and then he ushered
her into the house. She made immediate friends with Jack's dog.
They got down to business right away, talking about rules for the
trip, ways to ensure that the boys and girls didn't get Too close to
each other. They had two suites in the hotel, so all the females
could stay in one, and all the males in the other. They didn't think
there'd be too much trouble.
Bunny found herself looking at Jack's lips, again and again. They
looked full and soft. Jack, for his part, tried not to stare at
Bunny's chest. Her tits were truly magnificent, though she wasn't all
that aware of the fact. She'd had them for years, and pretty much
took them for granted. She was a 36D on most days of the month, and
today it looked like she was having trouble getting her knockers into
that size bra. It wasn't because she was fat. She worked out
regularly and there wasn't an ounce of fat on her, but all the
push-ups and weights developed her pecks really well. That made her
tits stick out and up proudly, over a flat stomach and swelling hips.
The fact that she was short, just 5 foot 2; just made her tits seem
larger.
In high school, she was plump and pimply, and hadn't dated much.
That insecurity had carried over into college. She spent a lot of
time doing parts in plays and musicals, and didn't date anybody
seriously. She also spent a lot of time in the gym, working out,
transformed her body into what was politely referred to as a "masonry
outhouse." She was much too busy in her first two years as a
teacher to spend the amount of time it took to build a real
relationship with a man. She owned two very authentic dildos and they
were well used, but her pussy had never felt a real live cock in it.
Jack was handsome, and he was also a geek. He'd finished first in
his class at Cal Tech, but he'd never figured out how to approach
women. Women had approached him more than once, and, to his
amazement, his uncut cock had spewed its load into several foxy
women. But the bald fact was that they were the pursuers, and not
Jack. He never believed those women really found him attractive, and
had always assumed that the guys they really wanted to go out with
were busy, so they came after him, rather than stay home on a weekend
night.
One nice thing about women who approached you was that they
weren't shy about telling you how to please them. As a result, Jack
was a consummate lover, and he knew all the tricks of the trade to
getting a woman off.
Still, he was painfully shy. The women in the school he ended up
teaching science in weren't the kind to eye him up and down and
suggest a quick fuck to take the edge off. Consequently, he'd been
without sex for most of the three years he'd been teaching at Smoky
Hill.
As a result of That, Jack had a wonderfully developed fantasy
world. It included, among others, quite a few of the Junior and
Senior girls; and Bunny Johnson. He'd spent literally hours spurting
thick wads of semen all over his apartment while thinking about
Bunny. And he was very strict about stopping what he liked to call
"fraternization" between boys and girls in the school. This
wasn't from some high moral stand. He just felt like if he couldn't
stick his cock in the girls, nobody else should be allowed to either.
As long as they were talking about the logistics of the trip,
their conversation flowed smoothly. But when that was done, and they
had nothing definite to talk about, both got uncomfortable. Each
wished they could say witty things, and neither knew that the other
felt exactly the same. With a sad glance at his lips, Bunny left,
while Jack gave one last longing look at her tits.
Both of them masturbated that night, thinking of each other.
To The Mountains.
The day of the trip came. All the kids stowed their stuff on the
big coach and each found a place to sit for the trip. Jack was
driving. Bunny spent some time sitting in the other front seat beside
him, and some time patrolling the vehicle. She was at a loss of how
to act, really. She was a teacher, but this wasn't teaching. She had
seen all the kids, but only two had ever been in one of her classes.
As a result, she had no relationship with them upon which to build;
as a starting point from which respect for her as an adult might
develop.
The first problem she had was with Jerry, the co-captain of the
football team; and one of the cheerleaders, named Tiffany. They had
figured out how to pull out one of the beds, and were lying side by
side on it, talking. Bunny didn't think that was appropriate, even
though they weren't actually doing anything with each other. After a
loud argument, she ruled that they had to share the space with
others, and that anyone using that space had to sit up. She saw some
longing looks between boys and girls, but nothing that made her
suspicious. All in all, the kids were actually well behaved.
They got to the ski resort that evening and got checked in. Jack
had to park the big motor home some distance from the lodge, in the
part of the lot reserved for RVs. By the time he found the set of
suites they had been assigned, the kids had dispersed to the indoor
pool, game room, and who knows where else? Only Bunny was left in the
room. They explored the suites and discovered there was a connecting
door between them. That made Bunny feel better because she could
contact Jack without having to go outside the rooms.
It was too late in the day to start skiing, but the kids lined up
and got lift tickets for the next day. Then they all had dinner
together in the restaurant at the lodge. After that the kids wanted
to explore some more. Bunny and Jack put their heads together and
decided the place was so small that they couldn't get lost, or in too
much trouble. It was Jack's idea to let the kids go in a group,
without adult supervision. He thought that would get the sponsors on
the good side of the kids.
Bunny turned to the eight expectant faces. "Okay, here's the
deal. You guys can go explore, but you all have to stay together, and
you all have to be back in the rooms by eleven. Deal?"
"Deal!" shouted eight adolescent voices.
Bunny and Jack went to the hotel's night club, where the lighting
was dim and they could talk quietly. Both of them were excited about
getting to spend some time with each other.
As they talked, they became a little more at ease with each other.
Bunny remembered from a speech class she had taken; that the best way
to get a man to talk was to ask him about himself. So she did. Jack
talked about all kinds of things Bunny didn't fully understand, but
she sat gazing at that those blue eyes, wonderful smile, and kissable
lips; and had a great time. He was talking about various gadgets when
he mentioned a new brand of personal digital assistant.
"Hey!" she chirped. "I just bought one of those and
I still haven't figured out how to use it. I don't suppose you could
help me with that?"
"Sure" he said. "Go get it and I'll make you an
expert in no time."
Bunny jumped up to go and Jack groaned inwardly, as her tits
bobbed and shimmied. He felt his cock start to stiffen.
Bunny went to the girls' suite and looked where she thought she'd
left the PDA, but it wasn't there. She thought back. She'd been
playing around with it on the RV. She remembered putting it in a
pouch on the back of one of the seats, so it wouldn't fall off on the
floor. She hurried out to the parking lot, back to where the motor
home was parked.
As she approached the coach, she thought she saw it move a little.
That was crazy, she thought. But as she reached for the handle of the
side door it moved away from her hand ever so slightly. She stopped,
her hand still out, and her eyes widened as she realized the motor
home was rocking, only a little, but definitely rocking; back and
forth.
Then she heard a sound, like someone in pain. It came again; a
girl's voice. Someone was Inside the motor home. It never occurred to
her that it might be dangerous for her to investigate; that it could
have been Anybody in there. Very quietly she eased in the side door
open, towards the front of the vehicle.
The sounds became more clear immediately.
RV Tryst.
"Aw" came a male voice.
"Uh; Uh; Uh" came the rhythmic grunts of a girl. Bunny
recognized that grunting female voice. It was Tiffany.
But it Couldn't be Tiffany. Tiffany was with the other kids,
exploring.
Very quietly Bunny stepped up into the big vehicle. Her light
frame didn't make it move at all. As she leaned forward, to look down
the central aisle of the Camper RV, she saw movement up, and to her
right. There was a mirror there that let the driver see back into the
rear of the camper. She looked at that mirror and her jaw dropped
open.
In the mirror, she saw Tiffany, stark naked, lying on her back
with her knees spread wide open. Between those knees was Jerry
Thomas, who was equally naked. They were on the pull-out bed, and
Jerry was fucking her with long hard strokes of his very stiff
adolescent cock. Every time he pounded that cock into the
cheerleader, she gave out a lustful grunt.
"Oh; Oh; Oh"
Bunny was about to yell out, when Jerry cried out "I'm gonna
cum, baby, I'm gonna blow!"
Tiffany squealed "You can't cum in me Jerry, I'm not on the
pill. Pull it out and I'll suck it for you."
Jerry, however, kept pounding away until he slammed in one last
time and froze, his back arched and his face looking up at the
ceiling of the motor home.
"Ah" he groaned.
"Take It Out, Jerry!" squealed Tiffany again, and her
hands began trying to push his chest away from her.
Bunny's voice was frozen in her throat as she saw Jerry's ass
muscles clench as he tried to shove his teen cock even further up
into Tiffany's fertile pussy.
Then, as if he'd finally heard his lover, Jerry pulled his
spurting cock out of the girl. He jumped up and squatted over
Tiffany's face as her hands scrabbled for his cock. She got it aimed
at her face and a stream of cum splattered all over her chin. Then
she pulled him further down and she could finally get her lips around
the head of his cock. He groaned like he was in agony as she sucked
the rest of his jizz, out of his cock. Meanwhile, Tiffany's other
hand flew to her pussy and she began slapping and rubbing her gaping
pussy, rubbing herself to an orgasm.
Bunny gulped as she saw that the hand Tiffany was using to rub her
pussy was wet and sticky with the white stuff that had been left
there by Jerry as he pulled his cock out of the girl. He had gotten
at least one shot inside her and Bunny felt faint as she saw the
girl's fingers pushing what fell out back up inside as she brought
herself off.
Bunny retreated, her face aflame with what she'd seen. Her tits
felt swollen and tender, especially her nipples and she realized she
had gotten turned on by watching the two teenagers mating. She didn't
know what to do. The damage was done.
She had to talk to Jack about this. She crept off the RV and
headed back to the lodge at a run.
Jack was sitting in the chair by the fire, relaxed, his head back,
waiting for Bunny to return to the night club. He thought about her
beautiful body and, for the hundredth time, undressed it in his mind.
He usually did this at home, where the resulting boner didn't matter.
His head jerked up when he heard her frantic voice as she all but ran
towards him.
"Jack! Jack!" she panted as she slid to a stop in front
of him.
"What's wrong Bunny?" he said, anxiously. He stood up.
"Kids; Tiffany; in the RV; doing; naked" she glanced
around furtively to see if anyone could hear her. She was panting,
trying to catch her breath. She had done more slipping and sliding in
the snow than she had running, and she had pulled a muscle in her
thigh, based on how it felt.
"What?" Jack queried.
"Come on" she gasped, pulling him toward the door of the
lodge.
She tried to explain what she'd seen as she pulled him toward the
parked vehicle. By the time they got there he understood she'd seen
Tiffany and Jerry inside it, and that they were naked and having sex.
Angrily he pulled open the door and stomped up the steps.
The vehicle was empty.
Bunny gawked. "They were Here! Not five minutes ago they were
right Here!"
Jack frowned. "Well they're not here any more. Maybe they
heard you." He moved further into the motor home and began
examining things. He unfolded the bed and put his hand on it. "You're
right Bunny, the sheet is still a little warm. They were here."
"of course they were here!" she said in an exasperated
voice. "Why would I have come and told you something like that
if it wasn't true?" She looked at the handsome teacher, her
hands on her hips.
"Okay, Okay, I'm sorry." He didn't look very sorry to
Bunny. "It just sounded sort of; what were they doing?"
"What do you mean what were they doing? I told you. They were
making love."
"I know that, but, Okay, take your phrase; 'making love'.
That normally means something that's tender and quiet and calm. Was
it like that?"
Bunny was too shocked by everything that had happened to think
about how odd his statement; and question was. If she'd have taken a
minute to think, she might have wondered why this teacher would care
whether the kids were "making love" or "fucking each
other's brains out."
In point of fact, Jack cared because Tiffany was one of his
fantasy girls, and the thought of Jerry on top of her had gotten him
mostly stiff on the way over to the motor home. Then, feeling the
warm sheet and seeing spots of; something; on the sheet, which he
hadn't mentioned to Bunny, got him even more excited. He turned
around. Bunny was standing there just looking delicious. His fantasy
changed, with Bunny on the bed, under; who? Was it Jerry or him who
was pinning her to the mattress?
He shook his head. "What were they doing exactly? I mean if
I'm going to question them, I need to know exactly what they were
doing." What he really wanted was more detailed visions of how
Bunny would have looked, splayed out naked on that bed, getting her
pussy pummeled. He went on "You know, like if I say he had his
mouth on her nipples, and that didn't really happen, then he'll know
we're bullshitting him and he'll clam up. What we need is a full
confession so we know the best way to handle things." It sounded
good to him.
Bunny, not being a detective, didn't recognize that particular
brand of bullshit when she heard it, and it sounded reasonable to her
too.
"Well, they were naked."
"Completely naked? Not even socks?" he asked.
"I don't remember whether they had on Socks, for goodness
sake. All I could see was that big, thick; cock. It was all pushed up
inside her."
Jack felt precum start to ease up into his cock. "Okay, so
they were mostly naked. And was she on top?" That was one of his
favorite fantasies.
"No, she was on her back, under him. He was between her
legs."
"Was she screaming, or yelling for him to stop? Was it
rape?"'
Bunny's eyes went out of focus and she sighed. "No, she was
loving it. He might have punctures on his ass where her fingernails
dug in. She was pulling him that hard." Now Bunny felt moisture
begin to invade between her legs.
"And what were they saying?" he leaned toward her.
"I can't remember. I think it was just noises. It all
happened so fast. Yes, it was just noises and then he; he; he
ejaculated in her!" Bunny's knees got weak and she had to sit
down. "She yelled that she wasn't on the pill, but he ejaculated
in her anyway."
Jack knew there was a spot in his shorts now as he felt precum
leak out of his cock. "How do you know? Did he say something?"
"No! I Saw It; Jack! I saw his sperm! It was all around his
cock and it wouldn't all stay inside her."
Jack was envisioning his cock, plugged into Bunny's sweet pussy,
pulsing his seed deep into her pussy until it squirted out around his
cock.
He decided he needed to go beat off.
"Okay, Bunny, um .. listen, I'll go and; um find the kids.
Yeah. I'll find them and we'll get to the bottom of this. I'll get
back with you when I find something out."
Broken Pussy.
He all but ran from the motor home as Bunny closed the door and
began the slippery trip back to the lodge, on the icy parking lot.
Her mind was a whirl, and she was contemplating doing the same thing
Jack was, though neither of them suspected the other was heated up,
too. She was so inattentive that she didn't see the black ice on the
walk. The first moment she knew something was wrong was when her
right foot took off to the right, and her left foot took off to the
left and back a little.
Bunny had been a gymnast when she was in High School, and she had
been able to do the splits quite well in those days. She had not,
however, practiced doing the splits recently, nor had she done her
flexibility exercises.
But, once again, she did the splits. It wasn't, however, anything
like the last time her legs had lain flat on the ground, going out in
opposite directions. There was pain, and a Lot of it. Bunny let out
an agonized howl as tendons stretched to the tearing point and pain
lanced through her groin. About the only saving grace was that she
went down so hard she actually bounced when she hit the ice. That,
and her natural tendency to lay over to get Out of the splits,
allowed her to get her legs back together. Now she was lying on her
back, on the ice, in the dark.
She screamed.
People came running from all over. At night time in a ski resort,
there isn't all that much to do except socialize, sleep or have sex,
so people weren’t so busy that they ignored agonized screams of
an injured woman. Soon people were trying to get her to stand up, but
that hurt too much