5
Suzie always loved having cantaloupe for breakfast. For whatever reason, it was a sweet fruit she preferred to have as part of her morning routine when available, and sitting on the veranda of the resort restaurant among the other guests, looking out over the gorgeous water, she savored every bite just as she was determined to savor the last two days in this place that felt only a few steps south of heaven.
A warm morning breeze kissed her face. Her eyes closed and a smile crept over her lips. She knew there'd never be anything else quite like Mediterranean air caressed by the sun. Taking a sip of her espresso, she looked around at all the others and began to wonder. What did they do behind the closed doors of their rooms here at night? She wondered if they wondered too...but Suzie knew, sitting there in the bright morning light, that no one on that veranda could have guessed how she spent her evening the night before. As the cool, sweet flesh of the melon touched her tongue, the young woman smiled...and remembered.
She remembered how the night night started--a wonderful dinner with Arthur and Ms. Dorman, in front of many of these same people, once again oblivious to what was to come. She remembered the excitement, the anticipation growing between them.
She remembered back in the suite, exposing her breasts to Arthur, his lips and tongue sucking on them. She remembered how wet it made her.
She remembered his perfectly sculpted body, nude before her, as she lowered to her knees to be face to face with his thick, hard cock.
She remembered taking him into her mouth, loving on his length with everything she could muster. She remembered how much he filled her up, remembered each twitch and jolt of his firm member against her soft palette.
She remembered taking his full balls into her hand, feeling them, rolling them, just as they began to contract and spasm. She remembered the exhilarating, erotic jolt that went through her body as Arthur moaned and filled her mouth with his hot cum. She remembered the feeling of accomplishment as she gleefully swallowed him, knowing that she had done an excellent job.
And she remembered that Ms. Dorman had been by her side the entire time, teaching her, directing her, cheering her on.
She also remembered the buzz of excitement that rocketed through her when Ms. Dorman kissed her. The tingle of nerves and the roiling of desperate loins as those same lips sucked on her nipples. The almost out of body experience of pleasure when that tongue touched her clit.
She remembered how blissfully surreal it was when Ms. Dorman, her former high school teacher--her friend--made her cum.
She also remembered the fire it lit inside her, a fire she had been denying for so many years, a fire she finally let consume her as she returned the favor to her favorite teacher, the woman who had taught her so much, devouring the young educator's pussy, licking, sucking, fingering, touching, until she writhed and screamed in orgasm.
She remembered it was the first woman she had ever done that to...and that she was determined more than ever for it not to be the last.
All these lurid memories came flooding back as Suzie sat there innocently enjoying her breakfast, but what really made her tingle, what made her shift in her seat, was the memory of what came next.
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Suzie and Ms. Dorman, bodies still freshly tingling from their shared pleasure, looked over to find Arthur silently watching them from a nearby lounge chair, still nude, and painfully erect. There was a moment of tension, of hesitation, shared among the three, but Suzie knew what they were all thinking. She also knew she was going to need to be the one to initiate, and so with a broad, knowing smile, she took her teacher by the hand, and the two nude vixens crawled over to Arthur.
Positioned between Arthur's legs, the two beauties looked at the prize in front of them. Suzie still couldn't believe how nice Arthur's cock was, or that she had had it in her mouth, that she had WANTED it in her mouth. The memory sent a tingle down her spine, and reminded her of what else she wanted. She wanted to see the best at work up close.
She didn't have to wait long. Ms. Dorman was locked in on the task at hand, and without any hesitation she reached up and gently touched the skin of Athur's most sensitive area. He flexed and pulsed in excited response. She smiled. She leaned in. she took him into her mouth.
An audible groan emanated from all three of them.
Suzie couldn't take her eyes off the display before her, gently stroking Arthur's strong leg as she watched her high school teacher lavish his length with wet licks and deep sucks that left him bright and glistening with each outward stroke. Suzie's free hand that wasn't stroking Arthur's leg slowly snaked down and began stroking her own pussy.
Ms. Dorman took Arthur deep, took him long, and for a few moments seemed to be in some sort of sexual trance. She took him down to the root, pushing her nose into his pubic hair, exciting Suzie to no end as she realized he must be well into the teacher's throat. It was as impressive as it was sexy, and even though Suzie couldn't do that yet, she knew she someday would.