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them. The dark slit narrowed and widened as she moaned softly and moved her pelvis. Her soft moist
vaginal walls convulsed on his finger. Lubrication squirted on his finger and dribbled out over his hand.
Her pelvis arched back farther and faster. His genitals burned. He couldn't wait much longer. I've got
to hold it, he told himself. Little bitch! Let her fight for me this time!
Soft moans escaped Angie's lips. Her body was wracked with hungry desire. Oh God, why doesn't he
take me? she thought helplessly through her building passion. She pushed her buttocks harder back
against him. Her whole body burned at white heat.
"Take me, take me," she begged softly, not aware she was saying the words out loud.
But still she didn't feel the delicious rod push in her. Maddened by passion, without thinking, her left
hand pulled Brad's finger out of her vagina and her right hand rammed the hardened shaft of his cock in
hard. She gasped in delight when she felt her vaginal walls close around it. Mysterious cosmic impulses
permeated her being. She was impaled! Her whole reason for living was happening. She worked her
pelvis harder and faster to bring the driving cock deeper and deeper into her.
Brad's triumph was complete. My God, what a hot little whore dug into her, deeper and deeper. An
unbelievable fire rose in his vitals. It singed through his shaft in delicious agony. His mind turned into a
whirling kaleidoscope. "Mmm, mmm." He tried to swallow his cries of delight.
Their bodies ground to a halt and locked, cumming in short jerky spasms against each other. They stood
still. Knowing nothing. Feeling everything with their bodies. An out-of-this-world feeling enveloped them
as their orgasms jerked on. Too soon, the pleasure ebbed away, leaving them stranded in the every day
world.
Brad's flaccid penis slipped out of her soft, satisfied womb. It was dripping with secretions. Her vaginal
opening looked dark and cavernous and shone wetly. He watched his now small organ slip ignobly back
into his pants.
Angie stood up slowly, shakily. Her muscles ached. Her stomach felt filled with the hot wetness of his
sperm. She stared at the wall in front of her, afraid to face Brad.
"Don't forget your panties," he said, holding them up to her.
She turned her head and their eyes met. His eyes showed neither cruelty nor laughter.
"Thanks,' she whispered.
She looked at them. They were ripped down one side. She wiped her wet vaginal area and her thighs
with them, then folded them and put them in her purse.
"You hair ribbon is falling out," Brad whispered.
Giggling, they helped each other dress and repair pair the damages. Before the left, Brad kissed her
long and hard on the lips. Angie kissed him back hungrily.
"That's thanks for this time," Brad whispered. "Shall we have more on Friday?"
"Oh, yes!" Angie whispered back. "I like it now!"
* * *
Brad paid court to Angie all week. Always smiling, always gracious, always humble. They had long
discussions in the quadrangle at lunch times. He carried her books between classes. He flattered her in
front of the other students. Mary Jane and her crowd were green with envy at the attention she was
getting.
Angie felt like a queen, what with Brad and his friends and Mary Jane and her friends all paying court to
her. All thought of Doug went out of her mind. Now he seemed pitiful to her, walking around all hunched
over, his eyes lonely and grieved. Brad and how this situation was going to end, she wasn't going to.
Brad would never tell on her as long as he got repeat performances. And she intended to oblige him,
Why not? They turned each other on like Roman candles. Why not enjoy each other?
On Friday afternoon after school, when she stepped inside the front door of her home, she heard her
mother's voice. It sounded like it was coming from the direction of the kitchen. Angie tiptoed nearer to
eavesdrop. She peeked and saw her mother talking into the telephone.
"-you're absolutely right!" her mother said, "they say teaching sex in the classroom will lessen ignorance
of sex, reduce the numbers of illegitimate pregnancies, and reduce the incidence of venereal diseases.
But I don't agree. I think teaching sex in the classroom will give the children more knowledge than they
can handle. They'll get all excited about it and want to try it. It's too dangerous, teaching sex without
teaching morality too. It just can't be done."
Her mother paused to listen momentarily.
"Oh, Moira! Did I tell you? I had the most wonderful experience last week. Angie and I had a very
private discussion." She paused to giggle girlishly, "You guessed it! I told her all about it. It was such a
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