Chapter 6
The next half-hol, the two girls went off together on their bikes, and got well away from the school before they hid their bikes in a hedge, and struck off over the fields. Soon they found a quiet spot, and once they were comfortably stretched out, Dorothy continued her tale.
"Well, by the time I had found the 'frenchie' and washed it out, I was very late getting home, and Daddy was very annoyed! He sent me straight up to my room, and came in when I had gone to bed. I knew that I was in for it, when he took off his belt, and started to give me a long lecture on the way I worried them if I staved out and that he was not going to have my mother worried!"
She squirmed against the grass as she remembered the event, then went on, "He pulled the bedclothes right down off me, and told me to roll over! Then he pulled my nightie right up over my back, and doubled the belt! I got a really good thrashing, and had to sleep on my tummy but it was worth it!" This story had got Muriel all worked up again, and she slipped a hand up under her friend's gym-slip and inside her bloomers. Dorothy laid back with a sigh of content when the fingers reached her little pussy, and soon was returning the caresses, and they were frigging away at each other again!
Gradually they built up to the desired climaxes and their lips and bellies were heaving under the feelings they were experiencing. Just as the most desired moment arrived, they were pulled back sharply to reality by a voice demanding, "And what is all this about?"
Startled, they stared up a middle aged man was stood there staring at them! Their hands flew back out of their friend's bloomers, and they lay frozen their orgasms on the brink, but not fulfilled.
The man gazed down on them quizzically, his face a bland mask of indifferent interrogation. The two girls blushed, swallowed, and got more and more embarrassed. He smiled fairly gently and continued, "Well, it seems that you girls seem to enjoy some naughty girls games how do you feel about playing with boys or men? Or is that too advanced for you?"
Muriel was still in a state of shock, and couldn't even think of an answer, but the quiet Dorothy was on the ball! "Well, what do we get to play with?"
With a rapid motion, the man suddenly whipped down his fly-zipper, and pulled out a large, but slightly soft prick. "How about you seeing if you are able to get some life into this!" It took next to no time for Dorothy to respond to this invitation, and she was up onto her knees and reaching out for the dangling male penis. Even the touch of her young fingers affected it, and it started to rise, the man subsided onto the grass, and with Dorothy encouraging her, Muriel also put out a hand to caress this monstrous member.
It was not long before it was proudly sticking forth like a small flagstaff from the man's trousers, and he encouraged, "Go on! How about kissing it?" Dorothy's head was immediately bent to get her mouth to the upstanding knob! As soon as her lips made contact with the sensitive membrane, a spasm shook the man, and the head seemed to positively rear up to greater heights towards the crouching girls. Muriel was fascinated, and dropped her own head, to nibble at the fleshy shaft and cupped the hanging bollocks in her hand.
At this point, the prick erupted, and both girls were splashed with the thick whitish discharge that pumped and pumped from it jet after jet of semen that cooled and solidified on their faces!
The man fell on his back, and lay there, his breathing heavy and thick with his emotion, the girls wiping the cooling spunk off each other with grass and their handkerchiefs. Once they were cleaned up, they were all set to get their fingers to work on finishing each other off, but the man recovered himself enough to protest, "Oh! No! You kind girls have given me a lovely time you must allow me!"
He scrambled to his knees, his limp prick hanging below his belly, and came over to them, one of his hands going to each girl, and up under their gym-slips, to tug down the fronts of their bloomers and find the eager little fanny's.
With an expert and experienced touch, and after the visual stimulation they had both just had, he soon brought on the desired orgasms, and had the pair of them sprawled on the grass, panting in their ecstasy, and with their lower bellies on open display before him!
He was most insistent on asking them to come and visit him whenever they got the chance, but they merely noted the address of his cottage, and promised nothing, then had to cut back to school before they were missed.
Despite the invitation they had got, Muriel was against any relationship being fixed up with the man, all her sex during the rest of her school life was of a lesbian character, and often with distinct overtones of flagellation.