Ch. 4:Graduation Speech
There I lay, hand on my cock, gently stroking it so that it would remain at full erection. I should be worried about this situation, but all I could think of is the beautiful young woman in the bathroom that was preparing to surprise me.
The reason I should be worried is because the woman in the bathroom was the eighteen year old daughter of the woman who I was falling in love with. However, this eighteen year old had brought me to a most incredible orgasm and had three – yes three! – of her own in the process. Because of this, I had completely forgotten about whatever was going on in my life outside the hotel room door just four feet from the bed I was lying on.
Rae was a gorgeous five foot three woman who had graduated earlier that day – correction: earlier yesterday as it was now well after one in the morning. She had dark brown hair, almost black, that hung down just past her shoulders. Her hair being straight and her complexion dark, she could easily be mistaken for someone of Spanish, Hispanic or Mediterranean descent. Her body was thin in all the right places and voluptuous, at least for her size, in the other places, creating an hour glass shape that ought to be what magazines want of their supermodels. Unfortunately, she was six to twelve inches too short for the fashion industries tastes.
Rae, who apparently had been harboring a crush on me for quite sometime (I am a school psychologist and I had been meeting with her for over three years) had made an advance on me in my own office shortly after her mother had invited me for a cup of coffee. Later, after I had dinner with Rae and her mother Wendy, Rae played the part of the voyeur and brought me to climax while Wendy slept in my arms. Now, she had coerced me into a hotel room with a bottle of Goldschlager on the night of her high school graduation.
"Are you ready for your surprise," she called from the bathroom.
"I sure am," I responded, still stroking my cock as she instructed me to.
"Is Goldie still completely ready," she said. Goldie was the name she had just recently given to my penis.
"Yes ma'am," I responded. "I've been doing everything you commanded."
"Good," she said, "now start humming pomp and circumstances."
That may sound rather pretentious but she had been ordering me around all evening. And even though I am normally one who was accustomed to being in charge, she had used the alcohol to lower my inhibitions and her drop dead gorgeous body to essentially hypnotize me into submission. When she gave me orders, I found myself gladly complying.
So I started humming pomp and circumstances. Just a measure or two into my horrid rendition of the traditional graduation march, Raelene emerged from the bathroom dressed in her burgundy graduation robe, complete with her cap and mortar, her national honor society tassle and her chord around her shoulders to indicate she was in the top 10% of her class.
"Ladies and gentleman," she said as she marched in front of the bed and then to the other side, "now here to give our graduation speech, the smartest, and might I add, the sexiest... as well as horniest... as well as the student who has the deepest crush on a faculty member... Miss Raelene Abigail Rodinger."
I started clapping in response which brought a big smile to her face. Then she picked up the bottle of Goldschager, filled one of the shot glasses and handed it to me, then raised the entire bottle to her lips and took a healthy swig.
"Well thank you ladies and gentlemen," she said, "er... rather gentleman," she corrected herself. "It is an honor to be here tonight and representing the class of 2014. I'd like to thank everyone for being present and fully alert for our ceremonies tonight." As she said "fully alert" she reached down and stroked my cock.
"Now, I'd like to make this speech about friendships," Rae continued. "You see, as much as we've learned and as far as we've come in our lives to this point, when we look back, it is our friendships that we will remember, not what we have learned or how much we have matured. So I want to encourage each and every one of you to commit to staying in touch with the friends you have made in our time in high school."
With that last comment she unzipped the top of her graduation robe to her navel, revealing her breasts were bare underneath. She then took my right hand and placed it on her left breast and my left hand and placed it on her right breast. Naturally I wanted to be friendly, so I began to massage them in a way that I knew Rae would appreciate. The fact that she took a deep breath and moaned in pleasure before she continued told me that she was indeed appreciative of my "friendliness."
"Brothers and sisters of the class of 2014, I want to tell you that recently a few of my friendships have grown so close that I don't think I ever want them to end." With that she pulled my hands from her breasts and thrust her left breast toward my mouth. I didn't think twice, I pushed the open robe to the side, opened my mouth and began nibbling and sucking and teasing this heavenly breast.
"And so, I pledge before you all, that I will do everything in my power to keep these new and deeper relationships strong and healthy." With that, she pulled her left breast from my mouth and replaced it with the right breast. I treated it with the same enthusiasm. "And I challenge you, fellow members of the class of 2014, to keep in touch with your friends and keep your relationships strong and..." she paused for a moment as my suction on her nipple made her shutter a little, and then she continued, "and maybe even make them stronger."
"But graduation means we are ready to move on to a new time in our lives," Rae continued her make believe speech as I continued to suckle her chest. "And in the next chapter in our lives, we will meet new friends," she said. With that statement, she put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me back from her breasts. "And so I encourage all of you," she said as she looked straight down into my eyes, "to make new friends. For I'm told that the friends you meet after high school - whether it be in college, or at work, or down at the bar – that these friends will be the best friends you ever have. Even better than high school friends."
Rae reached and grabbed the zipper of her graduation robe and unzipped it the entire way. I wasn't sure whether she was still wearing her panties as I watched her unzip it, but she made it clear when the zipper released at the bottom. For once the robe was open, she slipped it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. There she stood, completely nude except for her cap and mortar. Not only were her perfect breasts fully visible in front of me, but the neatly trimmed bush that protected her womanhood was right there in front of my face.
"Mr. Z." Rae said, stepping out of her orators voice and into her natural voice, "there is a girl named Gina who just graduated that would like to meet you." Then she grabbed my hand and guided it to her crotch, pushing it up between her legs.
Immediately I could feel that she was wet with excitement. I rubbed my forefinger and middle finger along the thin opening of her vagina. The juices oozed out making it easy to traverse. As I brought my fingers back, Rae jumped a little.
"I'm sorry," I said, "did I hurt you?"
"Oh, no," she said as if she was out of breath. "On the contrary. It feels so, so good it makes me jump."
