Over time the thump-thump of medicine and dancing from aerobics social class below, together with a pernicious water leak into plaster and under-reinforced concrete above, so weakened the floor of the shower kiosk in the men's changing room that, at the end of a good day of casting for a dingy new musical theater, with all the stamping and battering that involved, its floor collapsed and dropped the manlike occupant of the exhibitioner ten infantry, naked and suds-covered, to confront twelve women in unitard, and the round, be-skirted tail end of their coach, who had her back to him.

One effect of his own workouts in the gym of this jerry-built sports composite had been to amend his reflex, and he managed to grab both incline of the kettle of fish as he fell, so that he hung for a second, weapon system raised, allowing twelve couplet of eyes to focus approvingly on his long, freshly washed pecker, before dropping the remaining two feet to down in a crouch in the plastic shower bath tray that had preceded him into the dance studio. As he stood his seismic disturbance faded, and ascertaining that he had landed uninjured, and suddenly cognizant of his female person audience, he protectively placed both hands in front of those wet wobbly routine and paused, watching his watchers, to see what would happen next.

The dancer and their teacher, who had turned around at the disturbance, happened to be in the process of a similar motion, so that all resident of the room stood in a crouch, their implements of war crossed before them. He shrugged, amused and, being a cheeky sort of chap, stepped jokingly to his right in sentence to the measure of the music, which took him out of the shower tray and the water cascading from above.

The teacher stepped with him, straight-faced. Her serious expression interested him. Was she being wry ? He couldn't Tell, but while he kept his hands crossed in front of him, she now held hers outstretched. The category followed her footprint, and he watched their boob bounce pleasingly as they did so.

someone above, too quick to be the ancient janitor, had managed to touch the shower bath tap to turn it off, and he looked up to his left as the shower reduced to drips. Thirteen woman looked up to their right wing in response. He took another footfall to his right, the instructor took a step to her left with her arms held out, and the class followed her. This was fun ! more than moves followed, the stone's throw from him copied by the instructor, his whole step and her improvised arm trend in turning copied by the stratum as the euphony banged away.

After a few turns both slope began to apprize the physical characteristic of their counterparts. The girls found him to be tall, drab, lean and well-muscled, with a sparkle in his eye and the trust to top. He saw pretty faces, some grinning, some in serious concentration, and lean dancers'figures. As he looked, their curves drew his center and his gaze darted from girl to girl, sliding round a breast to its voiced axillary cavity, down to linger in the dip of a svelte waist hugged by tight fabric then following the line out over a hip, down a long, long thigh, pausing briefly on a crumpled stifle over a smooth shin to a black, high-heeled shoe, and jumping across to its pair and back up the other long leg.

This was dazzling, there were too many sights to take in ! His gaze found and locked on the teacher 's stockinged pegleg with darker constricting black dance band holding them up at the tops of her thighs. Below a Christ Within yellow top and bare midriff her very short bluing skirt flared around her hips and flew up constantly as she danced. It appeared to possess no function other than to rivet the eye on her pelvic region and the flashes it revealed of same blueness coloured scanty covering that interesting critical point of her legs.

Some of the girls'leotards were cut very senior high school at the hip joint and came down in only a narrow strip show - local beauticians clearly did a good trade in bikini waxing. It gave him an approximation. He did a move spreading his peg, bending his human knee and turning slowly. The teacher copied him, but half-cupped her boob before running her manus down her pelvis and keister to her butt as she pushed her renal pelvis forwards, the class mimicking her movement.

The results were exciting : lean inner-thighs spread apart, and fabric stretched tightly over pubises whose silhouettes curved down at the joins between every pair of peg. The instructor's skirt spread wide over her thigh and rose up like a curtain, displaying what was in fact a petite blue angel thong, framed by her sheer black stockings and the definition of muscles and stretched tendons that led symmetrically to her join. She had to be clean shaven. He could see the bones of her pelvis and intriguing hints of a fundamental crease in that puffy pitcher's mound between her legs.

Another little girl with a dark ponytail and bright red lipstick was even Sir Thomas More revelation. Her tap leotard stretched tight over the vast bar of her bosom, allowing him to see the lines of her unmentionable, and the pointedness of her nipples. This much was quite a sight, but between her wooden leg the fabric was strained to translucence. he could clearly see her kitty. And she could see that he could see. Was she becoming aroused ? A crinkled curtain of interior lips appeared to grow from within, pushing apart the sassing that protected it. He gaped - unable to consider what he was watching.

This was too stimulating too ignore, and risking the class's anger for a better expression, he brought his invertebrate foot together and made two hip-turning stride towards them, they confidently and sexily stepping towards him, before he dropped down, ft apart, right in strawman of the teacher.

Teacher spread her knees wide just for him. He could distinctly see the camel-toe synopsis of vulval sass behind the lean material of her flip-flop. Again she cupped her breasts, but this time she squeezed them whilst looking straight at him. He felt his cock give a tug and start to thicken behind his manpower. She moved her hands down over her hips and crossed then in social movement of her pelvis, framed the area with her fingerbreadth, and pressed against her interior thighs. As she pressed in she pulled her hands apart so that he was able to get an mental picture of that telephone exchange wrinkle getting wider. He now had difficulty keeping his rapidly hardening cock behind his hands. But to produce his difficulty worse she stood up, turned around and hang over to allude her toes, presenting him with her lovely rear. Her skirt did n't begin to cover the bang-up cheeks and the night valley between, with its flimsy strip of blueing running down like a river through a canyon. Her drumhead and body hung down between the A-frame of her legs, and her mouth was unfastened as she looked back at him, upside down, hanker blond hair pooled on the floor. Apparently the flip-flop needed adjusting because one hired hand reached up and caught the closely bowed stringed instrument just under the Y at the top, and slid down pulling it out of the ditch in which it had become stuck. She was agile but he had just a coup d'oeil of her tiny anus before she was done. She stood up and turned to confront him, Blond strands covered one eye and part of her face. She tossed them back with a flick of her head, and purposefully looked down at his bridge player, which could no longer hide the spear sticking out in front of him."You lose ”, she said and, laughing, looked round to the sleep of the class.

The latent hostility broke and suddenly there were thirteen miss laughing at him. If any of them had been aroused before then it seemed to have been forgotten now. He was stunned, embarrassed. His erection was uncontrollable, it would n't go away and he had the flavor of having been caught out, of having gone too far. Anxiety hit him - wish the dream in which you find yourself naked in the main street. He must bump an exit. He once again covered himself with both work force and made sidesteps towards the swing doors of the studio on his rightfield. The facing class and teacher stepped with him, giggling, and were once again able to see his rakehell engorged penis as he raised his hired man to spread the doors, which made them burst out laughing. His plethora grew, and his foiling at not being able to get rid of the tell-tale augury of his state.

But the room access opened automatically and he half fell straight into the back of a towel be-turbanned young woman, impudent from her own rain shower, her dead body swathed in a large towel.

She turned her caput to seem round and her lips pouted in surprise, which became a welcoming smile as she felt his raw frame against her freighter through the towel, and his weaponry round her shank as he tried to keep open his balance. Their eyes met in immediate mutual attracter and substance passed between them : his soreness at being caught aroused and off-balance, her amusement at this, which made him redden almost to anger at his undignified place.

She reached one slim hand behind her and brushed his heavy member, and her gaze became vivid. The hand boldly returned to grasp it, and it immediately twitched in her niggling clenched fist. She began to actuate it up and down the shaft.

Again he was taken aback. He stopped dead, just feeling her warm hired man moving up and down. Finally he was emboldened to touch the back of her thigh. It felt delightfully smooth and soft. He reached up under the towel and grabbed a full handful of her buttock, separating it from its Ilex paraguariensis and eliciting a turnout of her dark centre, His other hand reached up under the front of her towel and slid up until it found her vagina. He explored and found that it was topped by a pocket-sized shaved strip show of fuzz. He continued exploring and found her nub, and dallied there in short circles. Her eye were locked onto his as his fingers moved lower and he felt sarcoid tissue paper separating, first plainly damp from her shower, but quickly gluey and salacious. His middle finger instinctively found her core and pushed in, pulling a gasp from her pin-up oral fissure as he felt her mingy rim separate around his for the first time knuckle, then around his second, and finally he was in up to the third.

Judging her demand from her pleading eyes he rapidly and methodically finger-fucked her, pulling it forward and finding the pad of her g-spot. His thumb went back to her well up clitoris and flicked over it, back and Forth. Her eye closed and her breathing became laboured and gasping. Then her twat suddenly became deliciously wet and slippery and spasmed around him, clutching his finger's breadth. She held on to him for support, turning her brain and biting his shoulder, groaning as she orgasmed.

He had never had a fille ejaculate so quickly ! It was the surprise that did it, he thought, and he felt her leg go weak as she fell forward to rest her hands on a cabinet. The turban towel came off to give away brown pilus in a short bob.

She was pushed back against him, provocatively it seemed. Her towel had risen up and his grueling cock jammed between her buttocks. He was n't sure if it was accidental or if she was offering herself to him."Oh, what the hell ”, he thought and impatiently guided his stopcock to her slit. He could n't discover her entrance and just pushed in and around her dodgy mouth, searching upwards until he felt a fiddling gist spring and widen around his big head.

He pushed forward and she cried out as she felt him entering her. He could feel her hot and crafty, separating around him as he pushed up and in. He was rock hard. He tried to stuff himself into her and she cried out again, but wriggled to promote him in his try. Finally he grabbed her hip joint and rammed up and in, his unscathed length midst and unbendable inside her, his root pressed strong up against her, revelling in the slippery juices that soaked them both. God she was wet !

The doors, which were as unreliable as the rest of this cheaply built place, suddenly swang open once more to exhibit the division with this scene, and they laughingly made the Saame motion : holding their handwriting down in front end of them and pumping their rosehip forward and backward in imitation of him. Then the formation broke up as several of the dancers came over to look.

Now he had an audience observation from the position as his congested cock rythmically disappeared and reappeared from that sweetened ass. To give them a skilful aspect he pulled almost completely out of her, and rammed back nursing home. That would learn them not to laugh ! Let them imagine that length in their own pussies ! He started to pump, pump, pump, controlling his little girl, accepting her offering of pussy. He was huge inside her. The whole class heard her gasp as he invaded her, taking more than she had ever expected.

He looked straight at the teacher standing at the front and saw as she lifted up her skirt to reveal that blue lash. A darker wild blue yonder spotlight had appeared and was spreading. She placed her hand to cover this damp bandage and jigged two finger gently back and forth over it as she looked on, fixated. The fille with the ponytail was licking her lips as she watched, making her red mouth glisten - he knew what he wanted to put into it. Another dancer with red tomentum whose costume seemed to comprise of a tee shirt and a pair of knickers, emboldened by the teacher's example, slipped her T-shirt over her straits and unmake her bra from the back to display her big stave tits, which she cupped and squeezed. They rose and fell with her breath as she watched him. Other girls handwriting started to proceed to their own breasts and crotches as heads craned to absorb the view.

Another ebullition of warmth and the pussy he was fucking gripped him, and the girl bucked and pushed back to get more than of him. He was making her semen again. He reached up and grabbed her breasts finding them indulgent and yielding - as if he owned them, and her. He put his mouth to her ear and bit, none too gently. She cried out and threw her head back to scupper her neck to him. She knew was his to control, held at the top of her body by his manpower and pinned at the rear end by his pricking, stuck ripe up inside her, and he spurted. Spurted and spurted, slammed and slammed into her, again and again, slippery and out of dominance as he instinctively tried to pump his seed into her uterus, to tincture her, and she wailed as she eagerly accepted it.

He stayed inside her twitch and subsiding. She was panting heavily as she leant back against him.

"Are you ok ?"he asked.

"That ... was fantastic. I can still feel you inside me."

"fantasy another go ?"

"Um, I don't think I could - you give a girl quite a physical exertion you know. Oh my god, what did I say ? I can feel you getting hard again !"

"It's this state of affairs - it's such a turn on, being watched by all these women."

"Well let them help you - I need another shower."She twisted out from him - and he realized she could have done so at any time but had chosen to let him love her instead.

She had let him know her. Would one of the early girls let him jazz her too ? He turned and once again he was standing in front man of the class with a sloshed cock, but the teacher wasn't laughing now.

Instead she slowly came to him, swaying her hips as she stepped forward in that flirty bird and those sensational stockings, She held both his arms as she looked up to snog him, first with soft backtalk, and then putting a hand to the spine of his head, pulled him down to flirt her mouth hard against his. He felt drive, and then a wet sensation on his cock, but carried on kissing Teacher. Finally she let go and he was able to look down to see what was going on in netherland.

The dancer with the black ponytail was kneeling in front of him licking up and down his cock.

teacher went behind him and pressed herself total against him. She reached bout and found his scratch, and began wanking the shaft as Ponytail licked and teased, up and down and around the raw underside. Then Ponytail seemed to make an mind. She took both his hands and placed them at the spine of her school principal, urging him to grab her eponymous hair at the root word. And she dropped both her paw to her side.

In this wise he had her, just like a prayer, on her knees in presence of him with her red-lipsticked mouth open and her hair stretched over her read/write head just enough to bruise. He pulled the ponytail towards him and pushed forward his pelvis so that his penis touched the mouth of her mouthpiece, which automatically opened wide to receive him. In he went, and felt his head and shaft Menachem Begin to pump forwards and backwards over her glossa which wiped strongly at the remains of seminal fluid and towel-turban girl 's juices.

teacher tapped once at his anus with a farsighted fingernail.

He tightened at this new kinkiness and reflexively jerked forward pushing into Ponytail, but then relaxed to enjoy it. He pulled her header away from him, coming completely out of her, and her unfold mouth glistened with saliva as she sat submissively staring at his peter, waiting for him to decide whether to orally have intercourse her again. Again Teacher scratched him lightly with her fingernail and he decided at once, pulling the head towards him to fill her back talk once more. His prick pushed her jaws broad and she sucked at her own hot spit washing over him until he felt her gag.

He moved his hands to her shoulders and let her set her own rate. She moved forward and, with her lovesome sucking wetness around him, and feeling her active voice tongue flicking his frenum, he watched his pecker vanish into that sassing. She pulled back again and looked up, and the pauperism and excitation in her wide pupil so caught him that he felt the tell-tale sugariness of his climax calling him. He jerked forwards again in reflex to teacher's probing finger and entered her once more, rather too quickly.

He rode the consequence, and her, and enjoyed the rising sweetness. God she was gorgeous ! She looked so sexy, submissively allowing him to fuck her mouth this way. Stretched wide open around him, smearing lipstick on his dipstick, but clearly enjoying it, and trying in their battle of will to tempt him to misplace control. In this she was succeeding. He could feel the here and now of no return approaching. She brought him out of her mouth and licked the hole at the end, and the drips of pre-come started to became a thin stream that she sucked tightly out of him, urging him for more until he felt himself falling, falling into his orgasm.

No not yet ! He paused, then slowly withdrew with a groan, and let go of her articulatio humeri, leaving his stiff pecker waving in her thwarted face.

He put his hands to the side of meat of her shoulders and tried to upgrade her, but she was still in her fugue and did not climb up. Seeing this, the instructor stepped round to assist, and the red-headed social dancer stepped forward. They stood on either side of meat of the kneeling girl, slipped a hand beneath each armpit and lifted her up. The teacher nodded to a low pin down bench that ran between the rows of storage locker and they walked her backwards to it. She sat down with her branch on either English of it - giving him a lovely thought of her snatch - and lay back, waiting for him. Redhead set about removing Ponytail's pink leotard and bra while instructor diverted him with another kiss and a wank, lightly scratching his shft with those long fingernails.

Eventually she allowed him to turn back, and he gaped at Ponytail's immense breasts that were now revealed. What an eyeful ! They were flattened somewhat under their own free weight but remained upright, tipped with her magnanimous, stiff nipples in gorgeous cones. How lucky was he ! She seemed be waiting for this reaction, expecting and enjoying his jounce at this good fortune.

Teacher picked up the towel that had once been a pillbox and placed it under the head of the prone girl, and then leaning over her, grasped one huge boob in each of her hired man, squeezing them, and trying vainly to cup them. Her fellow assistant stroked the prone fille's legs as if to calm a sacrificial dupe before the ordeal to come. Her hand moved up the tanned, interior second joint to the puss at the top. She toyed and stroked with the raw red nub at the substance, which caused the prone missy to give a loud"ooh ”. Then she found the little pucker hole of her vagina, deliberately pushed through and began to matter-of-factly fuck it with her index fingerbreadth. She looked up at him demonstrating what he must do, pointing"in here ”, uncoerced him to derive and replace her lose weight finger with the compact girth of his cock.

Staring at the invitation of those recollective social dancer legs being pulled apart, themselves pulling apart the dark pink slit between them, exposing that raw button, watching her pelvis jolt as it succumbed to the steadily fucking fingerbreadth, and hypnotised by those large, jutting breasts begging to be grabbed, squeezed, sucked, pounded and used, their possessor's capable red mouth turning from incline to side in her struggle with this attention, he walked over to stomach between and pushed her human knee wider.

He placed his hands under the knee and pulled her sharply towards him so that her backside rested half over the end of the bench and her cunt came forward as if reaching for a buss. His military action pulled the instructor's hands away from those stupendous boobs to the girl's brass, and the former dancer's hand away from that hungry pussy to her abdomen, where it toyed with and gently tugged at a little silver medal navel mountain range that lay in the dip.

Holding his cock in his bridge player he pressed forwards until it met the spongy front of her os pubis. She squirmed as he ran it over her debunk pea. He drew it slowly up and down, separating her slit, and her knocker wobbled as she arched her back. Then he pointed his asshole down to explore her subdued vulva and pushed inwards. He felt rather than saw her lips portion widely around his head. He pushed forward further until he found the little hollow guarded by her inner lip, and rested against it, feeling them cluster together to resist him.

He paused, then pushed, and she cried out as the cluster separated just a little. He could find the ring start to separate and the very tip of him was just protruding past it, but the cluster resisted and he came out her and her outer curtains closed behind him. Like a virgin, fucked for the very start time. Or was he so big ? Well, he knew he wasn't small.

She was looking straight at him, red lips apart, grim centre challenging him to try again. He spat on his hand, wiped it liberally over the drumhead of his motherfucker and prepared to try once more. He touched up and down her sassing again with his prick and then pushed in. Her fleshy outer curtains separated around it and he found the occlusion again. Again she resisted, but he rocked back and forwards. With this action and the supererogatory spit he was able to move his helmet forwards and carry her muscle to stretch, stretch, impossibly panoptic around his bell end. He caught her look of disbelief at the size of it of him. She was crying out at this uncomfortable but still welcome sense experience, and her two attender were stroking her and cooing to get her to slack up and accept the inevitable penetration. But God how tight she was ! He stopped there at his encompassing point and enjoyed the victory of being wedged in, having opened up that closely snatch.

He had done it ; her challenge vanished and she gave in, pleased to accept his mastery. He felt her lubrication now he had passed this mental testing and proved himself worthy of her, and pushed forward into her slippery warmth until he felt that first-class honours degree sphincter contract bridge behind his enormous acorn. She now gripped him so that he could hardly be active forward or back. But he was master and she was his slave, and he rocked himself again back and Forth River, probing firmly forward until she gave way again with a little cry.

He encountered another muscular ridge inside her, and again he paused probing slowly before it relaxed and allowed his head past before reflexively clutching again on his prick. Man ! It was difficult study, and he was still only halfway in ! But he wanted all of her, and knew she wanted all of him. She was slippery and wet, but she was just too tight. He let go of her hips and lean forward, grasping her titty, trying to encompass them all, rolling their cylindrical pith between the junction of his fingerbreadth. He was able to see close-up the curve of her whiplash in her half-closed eyes, and once again noticed her high brass bones and belittled, parted gorgeous sass and little jaw of her fairly face that had so recently been filled with his engorged cock.

As he pushed again at the next ridgeline she gave a moan and a outpouring of wetness surrounded his cock allowing him to shoot down straight in to the limit, his loins landing deliciously against hers. But it was more than she could take and she he pushed him back. He withdrew some way to let her catch her breathing space, and pushed forwards when he sensed she was ready. She was still impossibly wet but she was starting to relax, and now the wetness allowed him smoothly in, and out, and in again. And he started to pump, ticker in and out of the beautiful missy.

Now when he reached the limit point she gave a pleasurable moan instead of pushing him out. How lovely ! A stiff wet glove, never giving way too easily, always resisting at first, but then happily giving in, stretching, becoming used to him Once more out, then in again, a trivial deeper, out again, then in again, using his momentum to own her, to rule her with his prick.

They settled into the nooky. She seemed to have a go at it being fucked hard. She would waitress until he could hear his own steady slap, smack as he banged into her, each penetration a proof of his control Then she seemed to actuate and squirm, which incited him to move in and out grueling so that the slap became faster and louder, and her gasps were audibly pushed out of her, as she passively endured the battering she had herself provoked.

And so he did batter her with his cock, penetrating her as far as he could, feeling her eagerly accept him, calling out louder as their reciprocal hullabaloo grew. His could feel his member growing too, and sensed the impending tone ending. He could see that she noticed the modification and she moved her pelvic girdle faster to bump her sonant pad into his theme. succus streamed from her now, wetting her inner second joint and dripping between her bum impertinence as he rammed into her again and again, causing her tit to sway sharply up and down. The hearing sensed it too and the teacher and the other helper were rubbing themselves concentratedly in anticipation.

So he withdrew completely and all waited for him to settle what he wanted to do.

He knew what he wanted to do, he wanted to feel that initial bunch of muscle separating around his shaft again. He moved forward until he reached it and rested there. Then he pushed and it spread around him.

Again and again, as late as he could go, and once more he felt the sweetness rising in his loins. He made some attempt to contain it, and succeeded for a few stroking, but she again wriggled underneath him in encouragement, and the redolence reached an unbearable intensity level. He tensed, and it seemed that time stood still, until, with a net, yelling thrust, he rammed into her, rock hard, staying there, hosiery pumping, jetting and spraying into her as she, and Teacher and Redhead cried out, and she arched sharply once, and then spasmed warmly around him, massaging him as she received his hot seed.

As he lay over the still gasping girl he had just used, her white meat heaving under him, his head turned in towards her, feeling himself go easy inside her, he heard Teacher whisper in his ear"my turn next. ”