Thursday Evening, Heavy Petting

Cassidy called in the order and asked Katie to pick it up on her over. Tom wasn’t sure what to expect between the teacher and the student, some awkwardness maybe, but dinner seemed to go smoothly. Cassidy provided him a small serving of some food and he ravenously devoured a small piece of seasoned chicken and a part of a noodle as the others took up seats in the living room area.

He wasn’t quite certain how the evening was going to unfold given the four females in the apartment. There was something in the apartment, some unsaid thing lingering in the air. He knew what it was, tonight was his last night before his mother would come for him.

Janine spoke, breaking the tension, “Why don’t the two of you go do your yoga and Tess and I can babysit until you come home?” Janine offered, smiling friendly.

“Um, wait a moment now, babysit?” he said, tone indignant and matching the expression on his little face.

Janine nodded, “Poor choice of words, Tess and I can watch over Tom for the evening,” she clarified.

Did he want to hang out with Janine and Tess? Hot yoga? Tom suppressed a smile. That last time he had done any ‘yoga’ he had been up to his neck in Lina. However, having spent some time with Janine earlier had left him drained, maybe it would be good to rest and gather some energy for Cassidy and Miss Harwood after yoga. “Okay,” he said, nodding.

Cassidy looked over at Miss Harwood a moment before nodding slowly, “Sure, I guess,” she said, then looked to Tess.

Tess nodded and smiled, “It’ll be okay. After you get back, I’ll leave him here for the night and return in the morning to go over to Janine’s,” she said.

Turning to Katie, “Okay?” Cassidy asked.

A slow smile bloomed on the teacher’s pretty face, “Oh I think we’ll be alright,” she answered, ideas forming in her head.

After the two older women gone off to their class, he was left to his own devices on the chesterfield, watching television while Janine and Tess continued to talk at the kitchen table.

Out of his periphery, he was a little shocked when he saw Janine and Tess come together in a kiss. It wasn’t like some little peck, they were definitely smooching. He had only been joking when he said they were going to start kissing and now here they were, lip locking.

Not entirely sure how they had arrived at the point of making out, he leaned over the remote control and increased the volume on the television set, drowning out all other noise.

Both girls got up from the table at the same time, Tess moving toward the bathroom, Janine coming into the living room. Janine walked over, head cocked to one side, “Tom,” she chastised, hands on her hips.

Scowling he looked up at her with a surly expression before deliberately increasing the volume even more.

Chuckling, she shook her blonde maned head, “You are being a little devil,” she said before nudging him to the side and picking up the controller, clicking the TV set off.

“Hey!” he protested.

“Hey nothing, you’re being a bit of a pest on purpose,” she accused, setting the remote on the coffee table.

“And?” he snorted.

“That’s the way you want to play it?” she queried, chuckling as she reached down and took hold of his left leg and picked him up. Sliding up her dress with her free hand, she pulled her panties open, lowering him down quickly. Sliding him headfirst down the groove in her genitals before releasing the stretchy material, she pinned him firmly against the moistening flesh of her genitals.

That wasn’t the way he had wanted to play it. “Hey,” he repeated, trying to twist his body against the restraining fabric.

Inverted, face to her body, he could tell she was walking, her lithe body moving sinuously around him. “Where we were?” he heard Janine ask.

Tess laughed.

Tom frowned. Hadn’t Janine just made a big production about saying sorry for doing this exact same thing at the school? Was she playing a game? Was it all an act and now she was making her move? She was the one who suggested Cassidy and Miss Harwood go out. Deceitful vixen!

He felt fairly hard pressure against his back, driving the front of his body into the engorging folds of Janine’s vagina. Was it Janine playing with herself? Or, he paused, was it Tess? He panicked, trying his hardest to fight back against whoever it was guiding him. No luck. Too small, he was at the mercy of whomever belonged to the fingers mashing him.

Unable to fight, he tried to at least cover up, the slippery tissue molding around him as he was buffeted against the hot pussy. It was easiest to just go limp, surrendering himself to the unrelenting tide of movement. He could tell when she was getting close to climax, her body becoming impossibly hot as blood engorged the area, and then she did come. The whole area shaking and contracting around him, her hips bucking hard against the force restraining, his body inundated with the juice of her release. The hand held him fast, almost making sure he bathed in her come.

She was moving again and he thought for sure this was it, she was going to abscond with him.

Then the pressure abated and he could feel the fabric being withdrawn before he was tugged free of her come slick vagina.

Sputtering, he wiped at his face, swaying pendulously back and forth in front of her face. Before he had a chance to say anything, she snaked out her tongue and slurped him into her mouth, rolling him over and cleaning him.

When she finally spit him into her hand, he glowered at her.

“What?” she asked, the touch of color in her cheeks undermining the innocent expression she was trying to portray.

“Who did that? You or my sister?” he demanded, pushing him saliva slick hair back.

Giggling, her eyes glanced up and to the right, “I’ll never tell,’ she replied with a little shrug.