Chapter 17
Elsa had lost her virginity to a high school football player the previous year, but her sexual experience since then had been non-existent. Now, with Adam, she wanted to make up for lost time. In addition, there was the spirit of competition in her stocky body, for she wanted to excel the other girls the schoolteacher had had.
She tackled him as though it were some kind of naked football practice, then wrestled him around on the bed in an effort to win the first fall. Unfortunately for Adam's aching back, she clamped her athletic legs about his body with such intensity he ached all the next day.
Even so, as it always was when he had sex with young girls, Adam found her very pleasant. She was certainly different from the others, but there were enough similarities to make the going familiar. She had small, hard breasts and a wiry, tightly-muscled body that responded well.
When they were through, and she'd flitted off into the night, running like a track star to the gymnasium, Adam was completely exhausted. He slept soundly that night.
Morning came. At breakfast, Adam took inventory. One way or another, he'd had most of the girls he counseled. April was the outstanding exception and his prime target. In addition, there were Barbara and Bonnie, the twins who'd already warned him that they did everything together. Ordinarily, with all the girls at his disposal, Adam wouldn't have thought about the twins, except perhaps idly. Now, however, it became a kind of minor challenge to make his score complete. He began concentrating on them.
They were in his morning class. He'd been so enamored of Gabrielle's licking lips, Christine's gorgeous legs, Fanny's beautiful ass and April's sweet sexual innocence, he'd been ignoring the two girls. He saw now that they were quite attractive, with firm, healthy, young and eager bodies. Their brains did not match their bodies, however, for they were failing in their English; Adam saw in this fact the way to get to them, a way he'd employed more than once at other schools he'd worked at.
Adam suggested the two girls meet him at his office after class. They looked somewhat apprehensively at each other as though they knew what he was going to talk to them about-failing grades.
They were waiting outside his door when he arrived. He ushered them in, then closed the door securely behind him, making sure the lock was silently in place. They sat on the couch, while he sank into the chair immediately opposite to look them over. One thing was certain: the twins knew he was fucking the other girls; they must also know that sooner or later he was going to approach them.
"I guess you know," Adam began, "that you're Doth failing English."
Barbara nodded. "We try, Mr. Fawkes, honest."
"But we just have it hard," Bonnie said.
You're not the only one, Adam thought with a suppressed grin. , His eyes roamed over the twin bodies, the bare legs, the breasts under the tight blouses. It would be nice having those two bodies swarming nakedly over him.
Adam smiled warmly, rose and sat down on the couch between the girls. "Well, maybe we could come to some kind of understanding." He put his hands on their bare knees and massaged gently.
Neither girl moved away.
"You mean," Barbara said, "if we're nice to you, you'll be nice to us."
Her frankness surprised Adam, but it also pleased him. It saved a lot of time and unnecessary words.
"That's it exactly," he agreed, inching his hands farther up her skirt and her sister's skirt.
"Mother threatened to take us out of private school if we didn't pass this time," Bonnie said. She looked at her sister. "I think we'd better pass, no matter what we have to do."
"You don't have to if you don't want to," Adam said, playing it cagily. "It was just a suggestion."
He pretended to move away, but two hands gripped his legs, holding him there.
"We'll do anything you want, Mr. Fawkes," they said in unison.
There were several things Adam wanted.
"You'll both pass," he said, "but the one who does the best gets a better grade."
He began kissing them, and spurred on by his words they returned the kisses with much enthusiasm. Their mouths were warm, wet, and wonderful as they moved over his lips, his cheek, his throat. Meanwhile, his hands were busy unbuttoning their clothing, opening the blouses, dipping into the bras, palming the soft white breasts. He took their hands and moved them to the front of his pants, where they massaged him vigorously until his penis was up stiff.
Adam couldn't wait. It was time for action.
"Get undressed, both of you," he commanded hoarsely.
He pulled off his own clothing while the twins obediently removed their blouses, skirts and underclothing. Their bodies were smooth, slim, white, with rounded breasts, curving thighs; each a beautiful, naked mirror image of the other.
"All right, girls," Adam said, "examination time!"
They didn't seem embarrassed in the least, and Adam wondered if perhaps they hadn't been through something similar to this in the past. Then that and all other extraneous thoughts were shunted aside as they bowled him over to lie down on the couch with him.
The couch was wide enough to accommodate two bodies. Three made it all the cozier. The twins seemed determined to take the examination seriously. They carefully examined Adam while he carefully examined them. Wherever he looked or touched, there was a female mouth, a breast, a leg, a gaping cunt. It was like the double session he'd had in the Mexican whorehouse, except this was somehow more exciting, perhaps because the girls were twins, or maybe it was because of their youthful enthusiasm.
They kissed him passionately on the mouth, fingered his genitals, rubbed their breasts over his body, thrusting their hairy crotches in his face. He returned the kisses, mouthing anything they pointed in his direction. His hands busied themselves over their breasts, rolling the nipples into hardness; his fingers delved into two hot, moist openings simultaneously.
They buried him under their writhing female flesh, moaning excitedly into his ear so he failed to hear the sharp knock at the door. He flopped one of the girls on her back, spread her legs and pumped his stiff penis into her. The other straddled her sister in front of him, with her rounded buttocks almost in his face. Adam kept moving his penis in and out of the bottom twin, pressing his face into the buttocks of the other with each inward stroke. He massaged the rounded flesh before him, moved his hands down along the crack to the opening at the base of the curve. With her straddling legs spread, the girl's hairy cunt was clearly visible, so close to his face that Adam could count every moist hair. He gripped her hips, and still pumping into the girl under him, applied his mouth and lips to the vaginal lips of the other twin.
It was something Adam had never tried before, but he found it immensely enjoyable. He rammed his penis in and out of the one girl, while his tongue licked and delved between the legs of the other.
The pounding at the door had stopped. Adam was so caught up in what he was doing, he heard no other sounds but the rapid beat of his heart, the pulsing of blood in his temples, the labored breathing of himself and the two.girls. He pumped faster and faster, licked furiously. He felt himself coming and made no effort to hold back. Both girls would get A's for their performances-at least for midterm report cards. Needless to say, they'd have other examinations for the future.
Adam felt his penis swell inside the girl. He stiffened his body against her, stuck his tongue up along the curve of the other girl's buttocks.
"MR. FAWKES!"
Orgasm came to Adam, and with it, he popped open his eyes, vaguely aware that his name had been shouted. Over the churning ridge of buttocks he saw a sight that didn't register at first.
Miss Henshaw had apparently knocked, softly at first, then louder. She'd heard strange noises in the office of the new male schoolteacher and counselor, so she got a passkey and opened the door. Now, she was standing in the room in shocked disbelief at the sight of Adam Fawkes having sex with two of the young pupils.
Adam realized with a sinking heart that there was no explanation he could offer. He gripped the girl's buttocks so hard his knuckles turned white and applied his tongue to her genitals until he'd finished shooting spurts of his semen deep in her sister's vagina.
Might as well enjoy it, he thought stoically. This might be the last time he'd have a young girl for awhile!
Later, Adam realized how lucky he was. He certainly could not deny the sexual activity that Miss Henshaw's shocked eyes had perceived. But when he said that Barbara and Bonnie had seduced him for their own purpose, the twins broke down and admitted that they'd only done it to get better grades.
"You should be put into jail, you filthy pervert!" Miss Henshaw raved at him.
Adam winced at that all too--likely possibility. Sex with even a willing young girl was dangerous, but he'd always gotten away with it and thought he always would.
"However," Miss Henshaw went on when she'd calmed down, "we have the reputation of the school to consider. If you hand in your resignation immediately and leave today, no charges will be brought against you--"
Adam agreed to her terms. They were better than he'd expected. He hurried to his cottage to pack and leave before the woman changed her mind. A visitor was waiting for him, a tall burly seventeen year old, tousle-haired boy who looked vaguely familiar, but Adam couldn't place him.
"Remember me. Mr. Fawkes?" the boy asked. "I'm Steve, Melissa's boyfriend."
Adam remembered. Melissa was Marge's babysitter back in the last town. He'd forced the young girl to go down on him in the car, after which he'd fucked her.
It's nice to see you, Steve," Adam said, "but I'm really quite busy now.... "
"You dirty son of a bitch!" Steve's face turned dark with rage. He advanced toward Adam, his fists clenched. "You made Melissa pregnant. You forced her to have sex with you. She told me all about it."
Adam gulped and backed away. "It's not true. She's lying. You probably did it."
Steve shook his head. "She won't let me in her without a rubber. You did it."
Adam wet his suddenly cottony lips. "What is it you want?"
"Money. For an abortion. Five hundred dollars."
"I don't have that much. All I have is a couple hundred."
Steve held out his hand. "Fork it over."
Adam felt relieved. He scurried to his dresser drawer. It was the truth. All he had was two hundred fifty dollars. He handed it to the boy. Steve counted it carefully before stuffing the bills in his jeans.
"Thanks," he said. "The rest of the money I'll take out of your skin."
The blow was totally unexpected. Steve's ham-like fist plowed into his face, jarring him, throwing him back against the wall. Before he could collapse to the floor, Steve was in front of him, pounding him in the chest and stomach. His blows went lower, into Adam's groin. The schoolteacher shrieked in pain and anguish and fell to the floor, doubled up in agony. His eyes were closed tightly so he didn't see the young man's foot coming. The hard shoe plowed into his genitals, forcing a scream from his throat.
Steve's voice warned, "Stay away from Melissa or I'll come back and finish the job."
The door slammed behind him.
For a long while, Adam lay motionless on the floor, sobbing quietly, gritting his teeth against the pain in his groin. Things were going unbelievably wrong. After awhile, he rose and limped about the room, gathering up his belongings. It was then he found a note on his desk.
Dear Adam, I must see you at the camp tonight. Meet me there at nine o'clock. Don't tell mother.
All my love, April.
Adam's heart leaped. At last, something was going right for a change. His eyes lingered at the phrase she'd used: All my love. That was encouraging. His one regret was in not fucking sweet April. Perhaps now, that would be changed. He would lie naked in the cabin with her and she'd lick his wounds, all of them; he'd hold her close, fondle her tender breasts, shove his stiff cock into her virginal cunt and forget all the terrible things that had happened to plague him. April's body would make everything worthwhile.