All characters are 18 years of age or older. This is a work of fiction and any similarity to real live events is purely coincidental. Please—enjoy my fantasy, and as this is my first submission, I'd welcome any feedback.
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My parents are out of town for the weekend and apparently do not trust me to handle the house on my own. They've commissioned our next-door neighbor, the headmaster at my school, to keep an eye on me while they're gone. I don't fucking get it--I'm home alone every afternoon after school, it's not like it's the first time I've been in an empty house. Then again, I guess considering the things that go on in this house in the afternoons, it's no wonder--boy after boy has come to visit, with my parents never knowing. I have my fun, I toy with them. The boys at my school and I are fairly close. We'll say we've
learned
from each other.
I get home from school and drop my bags in the entryway--something that bugs the hell out of my dad when he's home. ("Put your stuff away in your room, Kitty!" haha, yeah right.) Without even bothering to change out of my school uniform, I flop down on the couch and turn on the TV. I made it abundantly clear at school this week I was expecting to be alone for the weekend, and so therefore am expecting company fairly soon.
The doorbell rings. I smile to myself--I knew it.
At the door stands one of the boys from school, Alex. I let him in and invite him to watch tv with me. We sit comfortably with each other, chatting about stuff from school, making fun of the program we're watching. His arm drapes protectively around my shoulders, and I lay my head snugly on his chest. He tucks a finger under my chin, lifting my face up--I lock eyes with him. Time freezes and I am suddenly acutely aware of how much I want to kiss him.
The doorbell rings.
I blink, and the mood in the room breaks. It's a terribly overcast day outside, and I turn on a lamp near the couch to further dispel the palpable tension. I leave to answer the door--it's Mike, another boy in my class, and Alex's best friend. I smile and invite him in as well. I can feel them both staring at me as I putter around, fluffing pillows and offering drinks, as though if they stare hard enough they'll see through the plaid skirt and white button-down collared shirt of my uniform. Though I'm short, I'm voluptuous—all curves, tits, and ass. And I know they want to do more than just look.
The three of us elect to watch a movie...some action flick with lots of violence and wanton sex scenes all over the place. I turn the lamp back off, leaving us in semi-darkness. I cuddle between the two of them--we are very comfortable together. I end up laying across their laps, my head on a pillow in Alex's lap, and my feet in Mike's lap. We turn the movie up nice and loud to take advantage of the theatrical sound system.
Before I know it, Alex is stroking my hair--subtly, so as not to catch Mike's attention. At the same time, Mike's hands have been slowly moving up my legs, running his fingers softly along my smooth skin. My fingers on one hand, beneath the pillow under my head, rub slowly against Alex's inner-thigh, scratching against his uniform pants--but I'm being careful not to go too far. Meanwhile, the other hand slowly hikes up the hem of my skirt--oh, I know Mike's looking. I'm sure he's noticed the inch or two of skin I'm purposely exposing. I love being such a distraction.
Alex's fingers stroke me behind my ear, massage the nape of my neck. I shift position slightly, and my hand beneath my pillow moves up between Alex's legs. I can feel his growing erection through his pants, and I love that it's because of me. I grope at the zipper--I want to play! I carefully maneuver my hand into his pants and massage his balls gently.
On the other end, my foot has moved to caress Mike's bulging hard on inside his pants as well, and I've moved one leg up so he can definitely see the cute little white thong I chose today. The one with the matching lacy brassiere that I neglected to wear. Oops. Bad Kitty. My nipples are growing hard as they brush against the cotton of my uniform shirt. Such a nice feeling, to be spending quality time with friends.
I suddenly decide I want a snack. "Mike--would you mind grabbing some drinks from the kitchen?" I sit up to pause the movie and Mike goes to the kitchen. Alex seizes the opportunity and kisses me deeply as I knock the pillow to the floor and bring his throbbing erection out of his pants, gripping it and stroking it deftly. He inhales sharply. His hand shoots up my skirt, pushing aside my thong and toying with the folds of skin around my pussy. He fingers me roughly, thrusting two fingers in and out harder once he's found how wet I already am.
I push his hand aside and get on my knees in front of him. His cock is so nice and thick, a nice average length but already rock hard for me. I lick his shaft playfully, running the tip of my tongue up and down the underside. I swirl my tongue around the head of his penis and he groans as I take him into my mouth, one inch at a time--first one inch in...then out. Then two inches in...and out...until I'm taking as much of his cock into my mouth as I can, sucking and licking. Mmmmmmmm...he tastes sooo good, like good cock should...
I hear a clink near my head and open my eyes to see that Mike's back with the drinks. He's set them on the end table next to the couch and is staring slightly open-mouthed at me with his best friend's cock in my mouth. His pants are already undone and he has his stiff cock in his hand, jerking off near my head, watching me and Alex.
Give us a show, Kitty.
He reaches out and begins rubbing my nipples through my shirt.
Forgot your bra today, babe?
