Life Lessons

Bridget laughed to herself as the first freshly graduated, pimply faced teen approached her in the Victory Garden, his modest cock as hard as a steel rod in the way only young men's cocks are. "You mean I can just...stick it in?" he asked. Bridget nodded, swaying her hips as she rested her chin on her hands. She remembered the amended Oath of Citizenship she had to take once she arrived quite clearly. "It is imcumbent upon all females of age to do their duty and instruct a man who has reached adulthood in the proper methods of siring a child". She glanced over to see Cynthia wincing as Teddy, the troublemaker; squatted behind her and was vigorously sodomizing her lovely round ass.

Teddy had an athletic build and was of mixed heritage; most likely Black and Caucasian. He was clean cut with short and curly dark hair with cream and coffee colored skin. She misread the bitter, annoyed look on Cynthia's face as discomfort; but had no way of knowing that being used by him was especially degrading to the proud spy; or that her continued degradation was of immense pleasure to her sadistic "husband" who insisted they keep up appearances as a normal, boring family. Elliot had said she enjoyed this, but Bridget could clearly see she wasn't enjoying herself now.

Bridget reached over, poking his thigh. "Hey, Teddy is it? Why don't you try mine? Show Willy here how its done so Howie can have a turn." Bridget said. He looked over and smiled between grunted thrusts as his cock drove deeper into Cynthia's **** body while the boy beneath her desperately stabbed up into her from below; his cockhead shaped by nature to both penetrate and act as a scoop; pulling the man before him's semen out and away from her womb as his own was pumped into her.

"No thanks, ma'am. Mrs Stone here gave me a C- on my final report card in Ethics. Might cost me a chance to go to the Academy. If that happens, I guess I'll be hanging around town, might even get a job down at the gas station so I'd always be in the neighborhood. You'd like that, wouldn't you, Mrs Stone?" Teddy said, grabbing a handful of her lovely platinum tresses and pulling hard. Cynthia grunted in frustration and arousal as he buried his veiny cock as deep as it would go. Bridget had never asked her what her profession was, though now she realized that she must be a teacher. She was raised in a very prudish and conservative private Catholic school where the priests only used her in her bedroom; as opposed to some of the more vigorous members of other faiths. "Snake Handling" took on a whole new meaning in the Farmland after the P.R.A; for example.

Bridget shrugged, and turned around; kneeling before the two remaining boys. She motioned for Willy, the goofy looking one that had walked up behind her, to approach. "Alright, let me see it then." she said. Willy nervously lowered his plaid trouser shorts as he waddled closer to her. He wasn't too bad, about 6 and half and decently girthy for her. She smiled, and immediately encircled his cock with her mouth.

"Oh...oh my...I don't...oh my...."he said, rocking his hips back and forth gently to meet her lips with shallow, spontaneous thrusts. "So I can ask any girl to do this?" he said, his eyes closed as he felt bliss he had never imagined. Bridget stopped sucking him and started stroking instead; realizing this kid was a true-to-life virgin, freshly graduated from a distant schooling facility and newly told about the freedoms adulthood conferred.

"As long as it's in accordance with local and Federal ordinance and she's old enough." she said with a wink before engulfing him again. He rocked his hips back and forth for a moment before his eyes shot open as he realized what she was implying; at least to his mind. "So I could ask Aubrey to do this? Wow..." he said, thrusting his cock in faster down her throat.

"Alright, alright, slow down, now." she said as she slid to the ground, guiding him between her legs. She glanced beside to see Cynthia's mouth open and panting with lustful, hot breath. Teddy was now attempting to press his cock in beside the one in Cynthia's cunt, provoking a series of angry, whimpering grunts from her until his head finally popped in. She tried to steady her breathing, but faint whimpers quickly turned into lustful moans as they sawed into her.

"You see how he's doin' it? Like that, only start slow." Bridget said, gently stroking his cock. He awkwardly knelt down and scooted into place until his cockhead was between her lips. "Good, good. Now slide it up and down a few times, to get it nice and wet." she said, shifting her hips to rub his tip against her pussy lips. He shuddered as her silky smooth labia lazily slid over his throbbing cockhead. She angled her wrist and felt the top of his mushroomed cockhead was at her entrance. She'd had a couple of virgins before, but not one this nervous; this anxious.

"Slide it in, Willy. Go on..." she said, insinuating her hips against his and staring intensely into his nervous eyes. He looked down, gulped, and pressed forward. She sighed, stretching her abdomen as he slid his virgin member into her. He was barely an inch in.

"Oh God its..." he said, his eyes closed as his virgin cock pressed deeper into her welcoming sex.

"It's nice, isn't it?" Bridget said with a chipper tone. She swiveled her hips and randomly clamped down on his cock with her internal muscles on its maiden voyage into a woman's pussy. He nodded, eyes closed as he let the sensations wash over him. Bridget looked up, watching the realizations and sensations cross his expressive face in twitches and tremors. She gently reached up and stroked his cheek before pushing a strand of his hair back behind his ear. Her breath caught again.

"Willy..." she said, her hips starting to gyrate as his innocent face looked down on her. "It' okay, you aren't going to hurt me." she said, pulling his his hips closer to hers and burying his cock inside her wet, welcome vulva. His eyes fluttered open, and he smiled. Bridget nodded her head, a grin spitting her face. He inhaled breathily as he started sliding his cock in and out of her; having sex for the first time in his young life. She could only imagine the thoughts going through his head.

Soon, she was moaning and cooing beside Cynthia; who even though she had a fierce expression and gritted teeth was furiously rubbing her clit and watering the tomatoes with her juices. She rubbed Willy's face, dug what nails she had into his shoulders, and was patient as he learned how to be a man. She helped him with her hands and body, sliding into place and subtly correcting his angle of thrust. Soon, she had him so that both of her knees were clamped together on one of his shoulders, her thighs and pussy tight; and his cock hammering into her. She saw he was getting close, so she slid her hand down her body and onto her clit. Bridget gritted her teeth and arched her back as she rubbed her tender clit as fast as she could, her body spasming. She wanted him to feel what it was like to have a woman orgasm on his cock.

"Oh....oh...ohmygod!" he said, suddenly shivering as he slid his cock into her as fast and deep as he could. Bridget felt his pounding flesh as she rubbed herself, her pussy clamping down in shuddering waves as her fingers and his cock brought her over the edge. She let out a low, long moan as her cunt gripped his manhood as he started cumming inside of her. Bridget drove herself onto it, swiveling her hips and coating her insides with his seed. He hung over her, stiff as a board with his mouth hanging open. She kept fucking herself on his slowly shrinking, twitching member.

"You do this every morning?" she asked, glancing over to Cynthia as Willy collapsed onto her.

Cynthia looked back over to her.

"No..."she said with **** calm in her pained voice. "Only when Aubrey forgets to lock the gate when she goes out. Teddy here is...ugh!...using me to punish me...Ahh!.... there's one in every class..." she said, going silent as she refocused on staying relaxed while stretching her jaw in preparation of Howie using her mouth. Judging from their pace, they wouldn't last long. Bridget slid out from under Willy, turning him over and kissing him before standing up, and sauntering back into the house. She saw a shape in the window, thinking it was Elliot. When she opened it, she saw the lovely face of the Stone's daughter.

Aubrey glared at her, her pouty lips pursed. "What's wrong with you? Why did you offer yourself to him? Cynthia...Mom...says I shouldn't enjoy it, especially with Teddy and his friends" she asked, a harsh, accusatory tone in her voice. Bridget smiled, her Father's words of wisdom returning to her from the time she asked the same question.

"My father told me when I was of age that the most important moment of a young man's life is when he loses his virginity. It solidifies a part of him that will never change, and will shape the way he thinks about and treats women; and that it is our role as women to make him kind, and just, and confident." she said, patting her arm as she was walking passed the girl.

Elliot appeared from his den, taking in the sight of her nude body with a young man's fertile semen dripping from her. He hoped, at least, that it wasn't Teddy's. Her pert breasts, red hair, and pale skin stirred a passion in him to see her bred with the finest of the Luftwaffe engineers and see what offspring they would make. He struck the thought from his mind, took a breath, and smiled.

"Are you ready to leave, or shall you stay a little longer?" he said, watching Teddy ejaculate into Cynthia's pussy behind her. His eye twitched and a a corner of his mouth turned up in amusement, but Bridget interpreted that as a nervous tick from his injuries. She looked out the window, and back at Elliot. She desperately wanted to stay, but she also knew that she had to gather supplies if she was going to build a working cludge of a jetpack as well as the housing for her harness...