Agreement

You could lie there forever, cuddled by 2 naked nymphs, Ellie on your right, Kelly on your left, your arms wrapped around them, a haze of post-coital bliss slowly fading. Ellie’s arm rests on your stomach, her face resting on your shoulder, her small breasts pressed against your side. Kelly’s arm lies on your chest, her blond hair scattered on your arm, her head on your left shoulder, her more ample breasts leaving an impression. You glance left and right. Their faces are identical in their expression of bliss, still glistening from the other’s saliva.

Yes, you could lie there forever. Except you can’t. The girls will need to go home soon. But first they’ll need to freshen up. Their flushed faces, their disordered hair, their sweat-stained bodies, their cum stained pussies, all reveal they’ve just been fucked.

“So, what’s your decision?”

There’s a pause as the girls contemplate your question. Kelly clearly doesn’t understand. Ellie does.

“I’ll…” she starts.

“Don’t tell me. Tell Kelly,” you instruct, looking deep into her wide, brown eyes. For a moment she dithers, her old fear warring with her newfound desire. You control her, she can tell you anything. Despite the shared sexual experience, Kelly is still a stranger. It’s the shared sexual experience that overcomes that fear. It’s the desire to repeat it that gives her the impetus to prop herself up, lean over you so that her breasts rest on your chest and stare at the still confused Kely.

“Kelly, I’ll tutor you.”

You pull her down to kiss her, a passionate kiss to show that you’re proud of her, supporting her. Then you let her roll back to your side. Kelly’s already propping herself up to look at Ellie. Her green eyes are glittering with understanding.

“Ellie, I’ll look after you.”

You have to kiss Kelly. Her lips are just as soft and just as just passionate.

“I’m proud of you two. And if you keep your promises, then I promise every Tuesday tutorial will be just like this one.”

“Will you cum in me next lesson, sir,” Ellie asks. “I really enjoyed it when you came in me.”

“I want a creampie too, sir,” Kelly adds.

“And that’s why I couldn’t do it this time. It takes a while for a man to recover, and we only have time for me to cum once. And I couldn’t cum in one of you and disappoint the other, could I? Especially when I didn’t know whether we’d be continuing these ex-curricula lessons. But now that I know we will I can, because I know that we can alternate who gets it each week.”

The girls nod, but Ellie doesn’t look convinced.

“I don’t know whether I can wait until next week, sir.”

Kelly giggles. “Girl you’re voracious.” She pauses, thinks for a moment. “Then again, I don’t know whether I can wait until next week either, sir.”

And both turn their pleading gazes to you. Gazes that would melt stone. Gazes that stir all the memories, of their hot, wet, tight pussies wrapped around your cock, of their moaning, of the utter joy of your release, of the utter heaven of their orgasms. You can’t resist that. Your cock is already stirring back to life. But they have to go home. They can’t stay here all night, however much you want them to. No, they’re still your students. You’re still their teacher. This affair is everything you want, but it has to be clandestine.

But you can’t say no to such beauty.

“Alright. Alright. How about this. It’s risky, but how can I say no to you two? As you two are now friends, you should have a sleepover this weekend. You know, so you can get to know each other better. Ellie, you can tell your parents that the sleepover is at Kelly’s. And Kelly you can tell your parents that the sleepover is at Ellie’s.”

“Then where is the sleepover?” Ellie asks.

“It’s here, at my place. You turn up Saturday afternoon, and leave Sunday lunchtime, and we can do some more ex-curricular activities.”

The girls nod their enthusiasm to the idea. Both break out into big smiles.

“But,” you pause their enthusiasm. “I will only do this, if you’re upholding your promises. I want to hear that you, Ellie, have started tutoring Kelly. And I want to hear that you, Kelly, have started protecting Ellie. Understand? If you haven’t started your promises, no sleepover. Similarly, if you don’t keep up your promises, I’ll switch to tutoring history.”

The way they nod their heads in understanding, tells you the last thing they want is that.

“Now you two get up, and freshen up, because the last thing we want is you two leaving the house looking like you’ve just been fucked.”

“But we have,” Kelly points out.

“Yes, but I’m your teacher, and if people think I’m fucking you two, the very least I’ll get is sacked. We don’t want that, do we?”

“No.” “No.”

It’s **** as they pull themselves away from you. You point them to the ensuite bathroom, and they scamper naked into it. You, meanwhile, pull on your clothing, your shirt and your trousers. The girls return, faces and bodies wiped clean, hair more orderly and set about putting on their school uniforms.

You guide them back downstairs to retrieve their bags and blazers and then see them out the door.

Only after they’ve gone can prop yourself against the wall and realise that was the best experiences of your life. And you’re planning on repeating it.