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Putting Mariella and Samira together had become my firm idea. Like an alligator, I waited for the opportunity to present itself. Besides, I had the impression that the two were accomplices because I often saw them talking in low voices and laughing a lot. Did they confide in me? I decided to move a few pawns, and I began to ask Mariella questions, knowing that I could learn a lot of things from her. She was certainly not a very private person, and because of her upbringing, she could express herself as an adult.
I took advantage of a moment of calm. She stood on the edge of the playing field where a group of my students were playing football. The grades had already been decided and I usually gave the boys the few weeks at the end of the school year to relax, so we did not do some volleyball in the gym, they played soccer quietly in the yard. Mariella, then, was waiting for the bell to ring to get back to class and watched the boys distractedly. She saw that I was approaching her with a smile. She knew she'd now have a kiss on each cheek.
After that, I went straight to the point.
"I'd like to tell you a secret. Can I trust you?"
She nodded her head and kept smiling. He had a mischievous expression. I really appreciated her for that; there was a kind of complicity between us. She knew how to be a very
particular. In short, it was the intelligence that characterized his behavior.
"Go ahead," he said, to put an end to my hesitation.
"Are you aware of... Samira?"
A mischievous flash of lightning appeared in the beautiful, big eyes dotted with golden straws.
"Continue...
"Well... what happened between her and me happened with you!"
"Good stuff, you pig!"
"Are you jealous?"
"Jealous and angry! ».
I realized he was making fun of me.
"And I bet it happened in the gym teacher's room!"
"So you know! Samira told you about it!"
"Hey, take it easy! You're the one who should have told me a secret, not me! So, these questions... that's all your
secret?"
"That little slut told you all about it... but I hope it stayed between you."
"Don't worry, old man! It won't get outside the school walls, your secret!.
"It's not something to be taken lightly! It could be serious for you too!"
"Serious, my ass! He's a big "dirty" and he calls this serious!"
"The word "filthy" is quite scissors, you're a teacher's daughter!"
"Well, then, why did you want to inform me? Do you have regrets?"
"No, I just wanted to invite you!!! »
"Well, it took you long enough!"
I was banned.
"If I'd known you'd react like that, I'd have invited you right from the start!".
"But Samira agrees?".
"No, she doesn't know anything about it...".
"Be careful, she doesn't necessarily appreciate it."
"Listen to me, I have a plan."
"All right, but hurry up, because the bell has already rung!"
"Here it is: Samira doesn't have much time after school in the afternoon. Only 15 minutes, 20 minutes at the most."
"Imagine if I don't know."
"Friday night is fine because Silvia and Barbara are more tired than other days, and Samira has a little more time. Besides, the gym is empty for a good half an hour."
Mariella let me talk, looking at me with an air of someone who knows a lot, savouring every sentence and having fun because of my nervousness.
"I wish... I wish that... you'd get there before her, hide somewhere, like behind the door of the locker where we keep the balloons. I'd drag Samira to the back of the room and start undressing her and warming her up a little bit. You could jump out and join us. Wouldn't you like that?"
Mariella lifted her head without saying yes or no.
"Do you think Samira would agree?"
"Yes, Samira is very docile. If I convince her with the right words she'll do what I want, but would you like her to be there?"
"I'd say so!"
I could see the sexting coming...
"Well, make sure you come as soon as the bell rings on Friday."
She winked at me and walked away slowly.
I clapped my hands.
"Come on, boys, to the locker room! Ciro, bring back the ball! Oliviero, put your shirts away, hurry up!"
The following Friday I saw my colleagues leaving and felt a sense of jubilation that I could hardly hide. Mariella met them in the corridor. Silvia asked her a question and she said she had to come and talk to me. She's got a nerve, the little one! I welcomed her with open arms. When the door closed, I held her close to my chest and put a tongue in my mouth, which immediately gave me a healthy erection.
"Come on, hide there and wait. She'll be here soon."
She disappeared behind the green door. In the moments of silence that followed, I heard her breathing nervously.
"Shut up, don't make a mess! If she hears you now, we'll blow it all up!"
I settled down on the mattress. The door opens.
"Gianni!"
"Come, my little Samira!".
She locked the door.
She was wearing a denim suit and under a white cotton shirt.
"Hmmmm, how exciting you are dressed like that! Come closer, come on, little one!"
She came and put herself on my lap and I held her tight to my body. After giving her a big kiss, I started to undress her. I nibbled on her soft, white skin. How round and appetizing she was!
"Samiretta, I want to see you all naked."
She got up and took off her pants, her pink lace panties had slipped between her big lips and behind them had gone deep into the groove between her buttocks. What a beautiful orgy it would have been! I wanted Mariella to see it too.
"Keep your panties on and come closer."
I spread her thighs and put my hand under her slips. Her hot sex was already rancid with moods. Mariella would be rewarded for agreeing to be part of the group!
I held Samira close to me. She gasped loudly, amazed that I didn't throw myself on her, as I always did, and that I kept lovingly holding her on my knees.
"Samirette, my darling! We have a visitor tonight!"
He stared at me with a questioning look. While I was talking, I hadn't stopped groping and kissing her.
"Don't be afraid! She's a friend and she loves you very much!"
I heard the closet door squeak slightly. Samira turned around.
"Mariella!" she whispered.
I held her even tighter to my chest. Mariella took a few steps towards us and looked at her friend, laughing softly.
"Mariella just wants to look at you, darling! .
I slipped my hand back under her panties and opened the slit with impatient fingers.
Mariella came even closer. Samira stared at her with a slightly intimidated expression as I lifted my chin to kiss her. She let herself be, but without too much conviction. I could sense her reticence.
"My child! Don't you like me anymore?"
The little girl put her arms around my neck and hid her face against my shoulder.
"I'm ashamed!" she murmured. I held her tightly to me.
"You mustn't, my darling, you mustn't! Mariella wanted to look at you because she finds you very beautiful and likes you very much. Don't you want her to?"
While I was talking, I stroked her from her knees up to her breasts. She was shivering and her hot breath reached my nostrils. I beckoned Mariella to follow my example. She put her fingers on her skin and began to touch her body with light fingers. Samira didn't react. She held me tightly to my lips... I waited for a few seconds. Mariella's caresses became more focused. This time I was sure the other one was willing.
We began to caress her with four hands.
She let herself be, her face pressed on my shoulder. Mariella, very excited, was serious, but her eyes kept that complicit light that excited me so much.
"Do you want her?" She nodded yes, looking at me.
With circumspection, I turned away from me Samira, who seemed to be asleep, and turned her towards her friend, feeling her rotate on my thighs. She used my chest like a back and rolled her head so that I could kiss her on the mouth. Mariella, who continued to caress her thighs and belly, found her breasts against her knees, I slid my lips towards my beautiful pupil's ear.
"Samiretta, spread your legs! Please show Mariella how beautiful you are!"
Joining the word, I thrust my hands between her tightened knees and she gradually gave in to our pressure. I saw Mariella bending down while Samira opened her thighs wide. I moved my pelvis to allow our vicious visitor to approach.
Mariella took her place on the mattress and began to lick the other one's breasts. I saw her tongue play with her brown nipples and suck them gently. Then I saw her get down on her friend's panties and suck them. Samira was no longer in need of exhortations and moaned with pleasure. Mariella grabbed her pubis and put her palm on the swollen Mount Venus. Helping me with my hands, I bent Samira's knees a little and squeezed her on me, as if I wanted to make a little girl pee. This allowed the other to continue her explorations more easily, gave her kisses on the inside of her thighs and then moved the elastic fabric with her fingertips. The black, curly fleece of my prisoner appeared out of sight.
A well-known afrore reached my nostrils. Mariella, too, was probably inhaling the peculiar smell of that wild flower. With the other hand, she began to touch her hair as she searched for intimate flesh. Then I saw her stick her fingers into the slimy shell and look at the other one with a lusting eye. Samira was also looking at her, she was motionless and holding her breath; she was certainly trying to repress the excitement that must have upset her at that moment. Mariella slowly approached her lips, passing the tip of her tongue in the groove she had just opened. The other drew a sigh and trembled against me.
She raised her arms and grabbed my head, then put them behind the back of my neck, looked for my mouth and sucked my lips languidly. Mariella, voracious, began to suck and lick it more brutally. I could see her tongue going in and out, sticking itself in the black hair of the cat wide open. Mariella was ecstatic and had mouth and cheeks dripping with saliva and moods.
I bent Samira's knees again to allow the glutton to lick her bare anus, which was greatly appreciated. Now the little one no longer held her hands around my neck, but placed them on the back of her friend's neck, so that she could be licked deeper, so that she could be devoured to the depths of her guts.
I decided to withdraw from the game to see how they would get along with each other. I laid Samira by my side and moved. She didn't change position, but made sure she opened up as much as possible to offer herself better to the other's tongue, which now savored her slowly but surely, leaving nothing to chance,
shoving that little pink snake all over his slutty girlfriend's privacy.
I told myself that Samira's hair should probably tickle her, but I didn't want to intervene. I wanted to see the show through to the end, see how far it would go.
I didn't have to wait long. Mariella skillfully took off her tracksuit pants and, while Samira lay on her back, put herself on top of her in the sixty-nine position, without letting go, her mouth stuck on the other one's mucosa.
Samira clawed Mariella's firm buttocks and placed her mouth against the nymphs that were offered to her. Then they both went on a wild carousel of love. They devoured each other like two madmen while I took unspeakable pleasure in looking at them! I had indeed found two extraordinary pearls! I could never do without their company again!
The two brown heads waved at the same rhythm, one between the thighs of the other. The two basins swayed, their fingers stuck in their flesh, unwilling to let go of their prey. The little sluts sighed and moaned simultaneously, trying to delay, with all the strength they had in their bodies, the enjoyment that gripped their bellies. I had pulled my cock out of my flap and masturbated slowly, watching them. Now they were sucking each other very loudly. I kept masturbating and came closer to get a better look. I stopped, stood on both of them, and flooded Mariella's back with my semen. Samira, when she saw what was happening, had a choked scream and was seized with violent spasms that shook the other one as if she was riding an angry horse during a rodeo. But the little victorious leech continued her feast.
So our complicity was sealed. This marked the beginning of moments of intense, ecstatic pleasure. I was madly in love with both of them.
I took advantage of a moment of calm. She stood on the edge of the playing field where a group of my students were playing football. The grades had already been decided and I usually gave the boys the few weeks at the end of the school year to relax, so we did not do some volleyball in the gym, they played soccer quietly in the yard. Mariella, then, was waiting for the bell to ring to get back to class and watched the boys distractedly. She saw that I was approaching her with a smile. She knew she'd now have a kiss on each cheek.
After that, I went straight to the point.
"I'd like to tell you a secret. Can I trust you?"
She nodded her head and kept smiling. He had a mischievous expression. I really appreciated her for that; there was a kind of complicity between us. She knew how to be a very
particular. In short, it was the intelligence that characterized his behavior.
"Go ahead," he said, to put an end to my hesitation.
"Are you aware of... Samira?"
A mischievous flash of lightning appeared in the beautiful, big eyes dotted with golden straws.
"Continue...
"Well... what happened between her and me happened with you!"
"Good stuff, you pig!"
"Are you jealous?"
"Jealous and angry! ».
I realized he was making fun of me.
"And I bet it happened in the gym teacher's room!"
"So you know! Samira told you about it!"
"Hey, take it easy! You're the one who should have told me a secret, not me! So, these questions... that's all your
secret?"
"That little slut told you all about it... but I hope it stayed between you."
"Don't worry, old man! It won't get outside the school walls, your secret!.
"It's not something to be taken lightly! It could be serious for you too!"
"Serious, my ass! He's a big "dirty" and he calls this serious!"
"The word "filthy" is quite scissors, you're a teacher's daughter!"
"Well, then, why did you want to inform me? Do you have regrets?"
"No, I just wanted to invite you!!! »
"Well, it took you long enough!"
I was banned.
"If I'd known you'd react like that, I'd have invited you right from the start!".
"But Samira agrees?".
"No, she doesn't know anything about it...".
"Be careful, she doesn't necessarily appreciate it."
"Listen to me, I have a plan."
"All right, but hurry up, because the bell has already rung!"
"Here it is: Samira doesn't have much time after school in the afternoon. Only 15 minutes, 20 minutes at the most."
"Imagine if I don't know."
"Friday night is fine because Silvia and Barbara are more tired than other days, and Samira has a little more time. Besides, the gym is empty for a good half an hour."
Mariella let me talk, looking at me with an air of someone who knows a lot, savouring every sentence and having fun because of my nervousness.
"I wish... I wish that... you'd get there before her, hide somewhere, like behind the door of the locker where we keep the balloons. I'd drag Samira to the back of the room and start undressing her and warming her up a little bit. You could jump out and join us. Wouldn't you like that?"
Mariella lifted her head without saying yes or no.
"Do you think Samira would agree?"
"Yes, Samira is very docile. If I convince her with the right words she'll do what I want, but would you like her to be there?"
"I'd say so!"
I could see the sexting coming...
"Well, make sure you come as soon as the bell rings on Friday."
She winked at me and walked away slowly.
I clapped my hands.
"Come on, boys, to the locker room! Ciro, bring back the ball! Oliviero, put your shirts away, hurry up!"
The following Friday I saw my colleagues leaving and felt a sense of jubilation that I could hardly hide. Mariella met them in the corridor. Silvia asked her a question and she said she had to come and talk to me. She's got a nerve, the little one! I welcomed her with open arms. When the door closed, I held her close to my chest and put a tongue in my mouth, which immediately gave me a healthy erection.
"Come on, hide there and wait. She'll be here soon."
She disappeared behind the green door. In the moments of silence that followed, I heard her breathing nervously.
"Shut up, don't make a mess! If she hears you now, we'll blow it all up!"
I settled down on the mattress. The door opens.
"Gianni!"
"Come, my little Samira!".
She locked the door.
She was wearing a denim suit and under a white cotton shirt.
"Hmmmm, how exciting you are dressed like that! Come closer, come on, little one!"
She came and put herself on my lap and I held her tight to my body. After giving her a big kiss, I started to undress her. I nibbled on her soft, white skin. How round and appetizing she was!
"Samiretta, I want to see you all naked."
She got up and took off her pants, her pink lace panties had slipped between her big lips and behind them had gone deep into the groove between her buttocks. What a beautiful orgy it would have been! I wanted Mariella to see it too.
"Keep your panties on and come closer."
I spread her thighs and put my hand under her slips. Her hot sex was already rancid with moods. Mariella would be rewarded for agreeing to be part of the group!
I held Samira close to me. She gasped loudly, amazed that I didn't throw myself on her, as I always did, and that I kept lovingly holding her on my knees.
"Samirette, my darling! We have a visitor tonight!"
He stared at me with a questioning look. While I was talking, I hadn't stopped groping and kissing her.
"Don't be afraid! She's a friend and she loves you very much!"
I heard the closet door squeak slightly. Samira turned around.
"Mariella!" she whispered.
I held her even tighter to my chest. Mariella took a few steps towards us and looked at her friend, laughing softly.
"Mariella just wants to look at you, darling! .
I slipped my hand back under her panties and opened the slit with impatient fingers.
Mariella came even closer. Samira stared at her with a slightly intimidated expression as I lifted my chin to kiss her. She let herself be, but without too much conviction. I could sense her reticence.
"My child! Don't you like me anymore?"
The little girl put her arms around my neck and hid her face against my shoulder.
"I'm ashamed!" she murmured. I held her tightly to me.
"You mustn't, my darling, you mustn't! Mariella wanted to look at you because she finds you very beautiful and likes you very much. Don't you want her to?"
While I was talking, I stroked her from her knees up to her breasts. She was shivering and her hot breath reached my nostrils. I beckoned Mariella to follow my example. She put her fingers on her skin and began to touch her body with light fingers. Samira didn't react. She held me tightly to my lips... I waited for a few seconds. Mariella's caresses became more focused. This time I was sure the other one was willing.
We began to caress her with four hands.
She let herself be, her face pressed on my shoulder. Mariella, very excited, was serious, but her eyes kept that complicit light that excited me so much.
"Do you want her?" She nodded yes, looking at me.
With circumspection, I turned away from me Samira, who seemed to be asleep, and turned her towards her friend, feeling her rotate on my thighs. She used my chest like a back and rolled her head so that I could kiss her on the mouth. Mariella, who continued to caress her thighs and belly, found her breasts against her knees, I slid my lips towards my beautiful pupil's ear.
"Samiretta, spread your legs! Please show Mariella how beautiful you are!"
Joining the word, I thrust my hands between her tightened knees and she gradually gave in to our pressure. I saw Mariella bending down while Samira opened her thighs wide. I moved my pelvis to allow our vicious visitor to approach.
Mariella took her place on the mattress and began to lick the other one's breasts. I saw her tongue play with her brown nipples and suck them gently. Then I saw her get down on her friend's panties and suck them. Samira was no longer in need of exhortations and moaned with pleasure. Mariella grabbed her pubis and put her palm on the swollen Mount Venus. Helping me with my hands, I bent Samira's knees a little and squeezed her on me, as if I wanted to make a little girl pee. This allowed the other to continue her explorations more easily, gave her kisses on the inside of her thighs and then moved the elastic fabric with her fingertips. The black, curly fleece of my prisoner appeared out of sight.
A well-known afrore reached my nostrils. Mariella, too, was probably inhaling the peculiar smell of that wild flower. With the other hand, she began to touch her hair as she searched for intimate flesh. Then I saw her stick her fingers into the slimy shell and look at the other one with a lusting eye. Samira was also looking at her, she was motionless and holding her breath; she was certainly trying to repress the excitement that must have upset her at that moment. Mariella slowly approached her lips, passing the tip of her tongue in the groove she had just opened. The other drew a sigh and trembled against me.
She raised her arms and grabbed my head, then put them behind the back of my neck, looked for my mouth and sucked my lips languidly. Mariella, voracious, began to suck and lick it more brutally. I could see her tongue going in and out, sticking itself in the black hair of the cat wide open. Mariella was ecstatic and had mouth and cheeks dripping with saliva and moods.
I bent Samira's knees again to allow the glutton to lick her bare anus, which was greatly appreciated. Now the little one no longer held her hands around my neck, but placed them on the back of her friend's neck, so that she could be licked deeper, so that she could be devoured to the depths of her guts.
I decided to withdraw from the game to see how they would get along with each other. I laid Samira by my side and moved. She didn't change position, but made sure she opened up as much as possible to offer herself better to the other's tongue, which now savored her slowly but surely, leaving nothing to chance,
shoving that little pink snake all over his slutty girlfriend's privacy.
I told myself that Samira's hair should probably tickle her, but I didn't want to intervene. I wanted to see the show through to the end, see how far it would go.
I didn't have to wait long. Mariella skillfully took off her tracksuit pants and, while Samira lay on her back, put herself on top of her in the sixty-nine position, without letting go, her mouth stuck on the other one's mucosa.
Samira clawed Mariella's firm buttocks and placed her mouth against the nymphs that were offered to her. Then they both went on a wild carousel of love. They devoured each other like two madmen while I took unspeakable pleasure in looking at them! I had indeed found two extraordinary pearls! I could never do without their company again!
The two brown heads waved at the same rhythm, one between the thighs of the other. The two basins swayed, their fingers stuck in their flesh, unwilling to let go of their prey. The little sluts sighed and moaned simultaneously, trying to delay, with all the strength they had in their bodies, the enjoyment that gripped their bellies. I had pulled my cock out of my flap and masturbated slowly, watching them. Now they were sucking each other very loudly. I kept masturbating and came closer to get a better look. I stopped, stood on both of them, and flooded Mariella's back with my semen. Samira, when she saw what was happening, had a choked scream and was seized with violent spasms that shook the other one as if she was riding an angry horse during a rodeo. But the little victorious leech continued her feast.
So our complicity was sealed. This marked the beginning of moments of intense, ecstatic pleasure. I was madly in love with both of them.
