In high school, Debbie had originally joined DECA in order to get out of
school early. That way she could drop by Brad's and ride his cock, to her
heart's content, before his wife got home from work. Then it would be off to
work, as a cashier at a local supermarket. Before she knew it it was time for
her DECA group to attend state competition. Three days of boring tests and dumb
role-playing exercises, but the great thing was there were thousands of
teenagers there all looking for a good time. The first night, there was an
opening ceremony, that just dragged on. Debbie's mind stared to wonder, as she
came out of her fantasy, she noticed the guy beside her. He wasn't that bad
looking so she decided to have a little fun. She placed her hand on his knee and
after a squeeze she began to rub the top of his leg back and forward. She leaned
towards him and whispered, "By that bulge in your pants, it looks like you need
to go to the bathroom, want me to come and help you with it?" He could not even
muster an answer he just stood and headed for door. She waited a minute, to hold
down suspicion, and headed for the bathroom. She reached the lobby just in time
to see him enter the men's restroom. As she opened the door he grabbed her and
ushered through the empty bathroom and into one of the stalls and locked the
door. As soon as the bolt clicked shut, he became all hands, running them up and
down her body, while his tongue explored the inside of her mouth. Her hand
almost instinctively reached down and cupped his bulge through his dress pants.
Her other hand soon joined to unbuckle his belt, and then slide his pants and
underwear down to his ankles. Her hands then went back to what she really
wanted...his cock, which by this time was as hard as a steel rod pulsating in
her hands. She broke the kiss in order to work her way down his body. Debbie
noticed a drop of pre-cum sparkling off of the tip of his cock so she reached
out with her tongue daintily lifted it up with her tongue savouring the taste.
His body jerked as just the very tip of her tongue touched his piss-hole. Her
tongue then started doing circles around the head of his cock until he grabbed
her hair in the back and rammed his cock into the back of her throat. Picking up
on his minor hint, she began to slide her lips up and down his member, lightly
scraping it with her teeth on each upstroke. He suddenly grabbed the sides of
head pulling her off of his cock and lifted her up to her feet. He spun her so
she was facing the wall behind the toilet and pushed her forward. Debbie caught
herself by placing her hands on the wall and lifted her skirt over her taut,
pantieless ass. Then in one quick stroke he sunk his dick into the depths of her
pussy. Before she could even react, he started an almost maddening rhythm which
started a tingling deep inside of her. While continuing this rhythm, he had
worked her tits from the confines of her blouse and bra, and was gently kneading
her tit flesh. Then he started to concentrate on her now rock hard nipples,
roughly rolling them between his fingers which made her entire chest warm. She
could not hold back any longer as the walls of her pussy seemed to grab a hold
of his cock and pull him even deeper into her. She came as her own moans of
ecstasy echoed back at her from the tile. As Debbie's pussy tightened, it seemed
to suck the load which he had been trying so hard to hold in. After he had put
back on his pants, she finally learned his name, which was Shawn. He left her
his room number and left to return to the ceremony. Debbie wadded a piece of
toilet paper and dabbed the mixture of vaginal juices and cum that were now
dripping down her leg then threw the toilet paper and the room number into the
toilet, then flushed it. Debbie was here to have fun, which meant not just
settling for one cock. She then adjusted her dress and calmly walked into the
lobby, where she saw one of the teachers, who gave her a very odd look. Debbie
thinking quickly said, "Silly me, went into the wrong bathroom," then proceeded
back to the ceremony. After suffering through the rest of the ceremony, she
headed back to her room in order to get ready for the dance later on that night.
She opened the door of her hotel room to find that her roommate, Misty, had
gotten there before her and was laying nude on the bed with a dildo halfway in
her pussy. Misty then notices that Debbie had come in and all the blood drains
from her face. Debbie begins to began to unbutton her blouse and said, "Why we
are a dirty little slut aren't we?" Misty still in a state of shock, was frozen
until Debbie had totally stripped and came over and kissed her passionately on
the lips. As they continued to kiss, their mouths slowly crept open and their
tongues intertwined almost as if they were dancing. Misty's hand slid down the
side of Debbie's body, across her back, and slowly caressed her buttock and gave
it a firm squeeze, which caused Debbie to moan. Debbie quickly went down to pay
attention to Misty's firm tits, licking around the areola, inward towards the
nipple, then putting the nipple into her mouth lightly biting it and rolling it
between her teeth. Debbie then reached down and grabbed the base of the dildo
and pushed it fully inside and then slowly removed it, and then began to slid
the tip from the top of her slit all the way to her ass pucker. Debbie
repositioned herself moving her leg over Misty's arm, giving her full access to
her drenched pussy. Misty felt the area and covered her fingers with the juices.
Misty then proceeded to insert two fingers inside Debbie's tight pussy, driving
them as far as they would go, and then sliding back, she would spread those
fingers apart as far as the walls of Debbie's pussy would allow. Misty, unable
to no longer stand the sliding of the dildo across her pussy, said "Sit on my
face baby, I want to suck your pussy while you fuck me with the dildo." Debbie
more than happy to hear this, quickly moved to place her pussy right over
Misty's mouth and leaned forward so she would be able to work on Misty's pussy
as well. Misty went to work lapping at Debbie's pussy while she kneaded and
slapped her ass. Debbie took the dildo, which was now well lubricated with
Misty's juices, and proceeded to insert it into Misty's tight asshole. Misty
totally unexpecting this drove her tongue deep into Debbie's pussy as Debbie
began to suck Misty's pussy lips into her mouth. Once Debbie had gotten the
dildo fully into Misty's ass, she rotated the base, turning the dildo on. Debbie
felt the buzz of the plastic cock vibrating through Misty's pussy as it seemed
to just open up allowing her tongue greater penetration. This soon became too
much for Misty, as her whole body started to shudder and pressed her entire face
firmly against Debbie's pussy mound. The pressure created on Debbie's pussy
combined with the tingling wherever she was touching Misty, soon became too much
even for Debbie as she began to rock in orgasm against Misty's mouth. Noticing
the time, they realized they had missed the dance and fell asleep in each
other's arms wondering what sexual escapades were to come in the next two
days... Debbie Does DECA, Day 2 Written by REV . While Debbie slept, the events
of the day before played over and over inside her head where her mind could
watch herself get turned on and watch with satisfaction. All of the sex she had
ever had blurred and cut together an endless string of body parts and orgasms.
Debbie soon realized that she was not totally asleep and someone was between her
legs. Debbie opened her eyes and looked down to her pussy, only to see Misty's
head bobing up and down. Debbie not being the type to turn down oral sex, laid
her head back into her pillow and arched up her rear to push her pussy deeply
against Misty's face. Thanks to Misty's work, Debbie's crotch was now covered in
a glaze of saliva and vaginal fluids. Misty broke away to say, "Get up and lean
across the bed. I want to lick your pussy from behind." Debbie got out of bed
only to turn around spread her legs placing them against the bed and leaned over
until her elbows were resting on the bed. This position pushed her butt out and
made her pussy and asshole fully visible to Misty. Misty walked around behind
and gave quick slap to Debbie's ass check, which tightened to the blow. To
Debbie the blow stung at first then it started to warm a fire across her entire
pussy mound. Misty dropped down to her knees, and continued her work on Debbie's
pussy. Misty rested her hands on Debbie's butt cheeks and began to knead them,
as her tongue traced along Debbie's protruding pussy lips. Misty gave each cheek
an extra slap before she moved her hands down to Debbie's pussy lips in order to
spread them wide. This opened up Debbie's tight hole which seemed to call out to
be freed. Misty first traced the tip of her tongue around the ream of the hole,
then drove it in as far as far as she could while flicking the tip against the
sides of Debbie's moist hole. This was driving Debbie crazy with passion. Her
hands were grasped tightly around a section of the bed sheet and her knuckles
were turning white from the pressure she was applying. She had also taken a bite
of the bed sheet between her teeth, biting and tearing at it. This managed to
muffle her cry's of pleasure somewhat, she knew if she let go, the entire floor
would know what was going on. Misty reached out onto the bed and grabbed the
dildo that was left there the night before. She brought it up to her lips and
slid it pass them into the back of her throat. After a few strokes the dildo had
a thin coating of saliva coating the entire shaft. She removed the plastic cock
from her mouth and applied it to Debbie's clit. She first lightly slid it around
Debbie's silt and Debbie's ass jutted back to meet it. Debbie now more hyped
than ever managed to mumble under her moans, "Oh you slut, quit teasing me, just
fuck me hard and fast." With this Misty plunged the dildo deep into into her
tight hole. As she drove the plastic rod in and out like a piston, she used her
tongue and other hand to lick and massage Debbie's clit. Debbie soon reached the
point of no return, and began to buck wildly against the dildo and Misty. Even
the bed sheet between her teeth could not hold back Debbie's screams of ecstasy.
Her pussy tightened even harder against the dildo, trying to pull it even deeper
inside, as Debbie went into orgasmic spasms. Misty removed the dildo as Debbie
collapsed onto the bed. Once Debbie managed to regain her senses she rolled over
only to see Misty standing over her licking the dildo clean. Debbie rose off the
bed grabbed Misty by the hand and said, "You've had your fun, making me cum like
that, now it's my turn." Debbie then led her by the hand into the bathroom. Once
they entered the bathroom, Debbie walked over to the shower and turned on the
water. Debbie then pulled Misty close and they locked into a deep passionate
kiss. While kissing, Debbie pulled her hand away to rub it up and down Misty's
back in order to check the running water. Once the water had reached an
acceptable temperature, Debbie stepped into the shower without breaking the kiss
with Misty. As they both entered the shower, the water sprayed each on the chest
and flowed down the contours of their shaply bodies. Debbie broke from the kiss,
and said, "I'm going to lick every inch of that sexy body of yours clean."
Debbie drew her now wet hair to the back in order to get it out of her face, and
then went back to kissing Misty. Debbie moved down to kiss Misty's neck, as she
tilted her head back giving herself to Debbie. By this time Debbie's hands had
found their marks on Misty's tits and pussy. Her hand slid around the slick
pubic area as the other pinched Misty's rock hard nipple, causing Misty to moan
in delight. Debbie's mouth moved to pay attention to the other nipple. Debbie's
tongue did circles on top of the breast, tightening inward towards the nipple,
until she was tracing her tongue on the very tip of Misty's nipple. Debbie then
took the nipple, and as much of the areola as she could into her mouth, and let
her teeth lightly scrap it as the flesh slowly slipped out of her mouth. Debbie
then kissed her way down Misty's taut stomach until she reached Misty's love
mound. Misty had placed her foot on the rail in order to spread her legs enough
for Debbie's probing tongue. Debbie's tongue darted around until she started to
concentrate on the inner lips. Misty legs began to wobble, and she grabbed a
hold of the curtain rod for support. Debbie then used her finger to part Misty's
lips and plunged into the wet pussy. Another of Debbie's fingers soon joined the
one inside of Misty. Debbie began twisting and stroking their length inside
Misty's hot hole. When Debbie sensed Misty was on the edge of orgasm, she began
to put all of might into the upstrokes. The power of the strokes were rocking
Misty up onto the balls of her feet. Debbie's hard and fast strokes combined
with the water running down her body feeling like the strokes of hundred of
hands, sent Misty all the way up on her toes and arched backward as she came to
a screaming climax. Debbie removed her fingers and placed them in her mouth so
she could lick up and the flowing juicis from Misty's pussy. As Debbie and Misty
got out of the shower and began to dry off, there was a knock at the door.
Debbie grabbed a towel and wrapping it around herself, told Misty, "You stay
here, I'll see who it is." "Who is it?", Debbie asked as she reached the door.
The voice outside the door said, "It's Mrs. Deme." Oh great, that's all I need
is my Marketing teacher nosing around, Debbie thought as she opened up the door.
"How can I help you, Mrs. Deme?", Debbie asked, trying to keep a composed voice.
Mrs. Deme scanning her eyes down Debbie's firm young body and back to her face
answered, "I was just heading to a meeting, and I heard a scream come from your
room." Debbie thinking quickly said, "Oh that, I just almost slipped in the
shower." Mrs. Deme changing the tone in her voice, "And where's Misty at?" "She
got up earlier, and went out to get us some breakfast, she'll probably be back
soon," Debbie answered hoping she sounded convincing. "Well, I was just worried
if the two of you were OK. I really have to be getting to that meeting," Mrs.
Deme said with concern as she turned and walked down the hallway. As Debbie shut
the door, she slid down the side of the wall until she reached the floor. When
she reached the floor she started to giggle, and was soon joined when Misty came
out of the bathroom. After having their laughs the girls finished drying each
other off, and started to get dressed. Debbie dressed as if she had memorized
the DECA Dress Code, trying to strech it to its limits. She had to settle for
one of the longest skirts she had ever worn, not showing much of her legs above
the knee. This combined with a blouse and a dress jacket, made her look nice,
but toned down the best parts of her shapely body. Looking at herself in the
mirror, she hiked up her skirt and slid the panties that she had put on earlier,
down and off. "Why did you do that?" Misty asked in total confusion. Debbie
smiled as she pulled her skirt back down, "You have to challenge authority or
you just become another cog in the machine." Debbie moved to Misty and began to
usher her out of the hotel room, "Now, lets go grab a bite to eat, I'm starved."
They had just enough time to grab a quick breakfast before they had to report in
order to take the written part of the competition. All of the students were lead
into a large room that was at least a hundred square feet. The room was full of
long rows of fold-out tables with a single lone table at the front of the room.
There were chairs about every four feet along one side of each row, all facing
forward, except for the one at the single table that was facing the back of the
room. In front of each chair there was a Scranton sheet, test booklet, and a #2
pencil. Debbie ended up being place on the front row, almost dead center to that
lone table. A guy stepped up to the table in front of her, and went into the
standard Scranton speech. Debbie had noticed him before, when she had entered
the room, but had assumed that he was just another student. Now Debbie had
realized that he must be one of the former students asked to come back to help
conduct the competition. Debbie started the test then realized that her lack of
study habits and poor attention in class had once again caught up with her. In
frustration, Debbie started to look around, only to see that the guy in front of
her was looking down at her legs. Debbie slid her chair close to the table so
that the people beside her could not see what she was about to do. She reached
and pulled up her skirt until it was almost up to her waist. She noticed that
the guy was now giving her a look of amazement. To this, she answered by taking
her pencil and flicking the eraser with her tongue, as she uncrossed her legs.
Debbie thought the guy's eyes were going to fall out of his head. Debbie reached
down, running her hand along her inner thigh, squeezing the flesh there, only
inches from her hot opening. Then she began to use her middle finger to work at
her pussy. She traced around her moist pussy lips playing close attention to the
point where they meet. Then using two of her other finger she spread her lips
and slid her middle finger into her pussy. Her finger worked at such a pace she
almost forgot she was in a room with well over a hundred people. She came back
to reality, and realized if she continued she would not be able to contain
herself. Debbie removed her finger from her pussy and brought it to her mouth to
suck her secretions from it, but made it appear as if she was biting her
knuckle. Her attention then turned back to the guy. She could tell the guy was
in a real state from having to watch her and not be able to do anything. Debbie
pulled back down her skirt, and wrote a note on her Scranton sheet. IF YOU GIVE
ME A GOOD SCORE I'LL GIVE YOU THE FUCK OF YOUR LIFE. DEBBIE - ROOM #1507 - 7:30
TONIGHT Debbie stood up and walked to the front table, handing the Scranton to
guy when she got there. He looked down at the sheet and a big smile came to his
face. Debbie took this response as a yes. As she walked out of the room into the
lobby, she thought, now all I have to do is figure out a way to get out of going
to the ceremony tonight. Debbie was far too sexed up to think clearly, and knew
she wouldn't come up with anything until she got satisfaction. She knew she
didn't want to wait the time it take to get back to her room, so she settled for
the lobby bathroom instead. As soon as she had locked herself into one of the
bathroom stalls, she lifted her skirt to continue what she had started. At this
point her pussy would not be satisfied with just one finger, so she immediately
inserted two in her slit. Her other hand busily undid her blouse and bra. She
brought each tit up to where she could lick her hardening nipples. Her fingers
were going wild inside of her hot pussy, rubbing and stretching her inner walls,
as she moaned and gyrated against them. Debbie arched her back and pinched her
nipple as she came, thinking what tonight was going to be like. After Debbie
rearranged her clothing, she went to go have a quiet lunch, so she could think
about what to do about tonight. She soon found herself in the cafe on the first
floor of the hotel. While she ate, about a half dozen ideas came to her head,
but the simplest and easiest would be playing sick for Mrs. Deme. Looking down
at her watch, Debbie noticed if she didn't leave soon she would be late for her
role-play exercise. After paying the bill, Debbie set out at a quick pace toward
where she was suppose to be for the role-play. Debbie arrived there, only to be
given a sheet of paper, and put into a line, to wait. She read the paper which
stated what the role-play was going to be about ... a job interview. After about
thirty minutes, it was finally her turn. She was taken into a long hallway with
doors on each side, and was told which one to go in for her role-play. When she
entered the room, there was a desk in the center of the room with a chair on
each side of it. Sitting behind the desk was a bearded man, who had to be in his
thirties. Debbie walked over beside the empty chair and said, "Hello, I'm Debbie
Evans, I'm here for a job interview." The man looked up from what he was reading
to say, "Yes, Mrs. Evans, please have a seat." He was rather shocked when Debbie
choose to sit on the desk, rather than in the chair. Clearing his throat, "Well
Mrs. Evans, I was just going over your resume and sorry to inform you that you
are not quite what we are looking for right now." "But sir, I'd do anything to
get this job," Debbie said as she reached down and pulled her skirt up a few
inches. Debbie stood to face the man and said, "I think I have several assets
that would be valuable to the company," as she unbuttoned her blouse to reveal
her bra-clad tits. Debbie walked over behind the desk and slid his chair back.
Debbie moved in front of him, fondled his cock bulge and said, "I also give
great oral presentations." With this she unbuckled and unzipped his pants,
releasing his now fully grown cock. He was far to shocked to say anything, but
instead proceeded to remove Debbie's blouse and undo the clasp of her bra. He
ran his hand through her long hair and let it come to rest on the back of her
head, as Debbie licked and bobbed her head on his cock. He then pulled her head
down, driving his hard cock to the back of Debbie's throat, where she let it sit
for a moment then slid it off as she rolled her tongue around the head. Debbie
stood to remove her skirt, and with one sweep of her arm cleared the loose
papers off the desk. Debbie than sat on desk, placing her feet on the arms of
his chair. The man leaned forward running his tongue up Debbie's inner thigh
until he reached her pussy lips. The man's tongue delved into the depths of
Debbie's pussy. Spreading her wide so his tongue could go further in. Debbie was
tossing on the desk with pleasure. She finally had leaned back and grabbed a
hold on the desk. Debbie looked down at the man between her legs. He was
currently trying to take off clothes without having to take his tongue out of
her slit. As his tongue kept applying pleasure, the long hairs of his beard
tickled across her entire pussy mound. The man stood up on the chair almost
ripping the rest of his clothes off. Taking Debbie's knees and pushing them
firmly against her chest, he said, "I am going to fuck you like the filthy young
slut you are." He started by running the entire length of his shaft along her
slit until it was covered with her juices. He then brought the tip of his cock
to the center of Debbie's ass pucker. Slowly he powered the head of his hard
cock into Debbie's tight ass. Debbie let out a scream as the cock went into her.
Once he had the head of his cock inside her ass, he paused to let the muscles
relax and accept his cock. When he felt her ass relax a little, he inserted the
rest of his cock deep into Debbie's rectum. At first it was painful as he would
ram his cock deep into her ass, and slowly withdraw until only the head was
inside, then ram her ass again. Debbie then started to get pleasure from his
fucking of her ass. His dick would slip out of her ass, and when he reinserted
it there was no pain, as if her ass opened up to let the cock back in. Debbie
released her grip from the desk and worked her hands down her body to her hot
pussy. She worked her pussy as he continued to pump her ass. Debbie soon felt
the familiar tingle of orgasm start to come over her. Debbie placed her hands
back on the desk, as almost her entire body lifted up in orgasm. After Debbie's
violent orgasm, she fell back onto the desk exhausted, as the interviewer kept
riding her, not missing a beat. He started to rock his cock in and out, even
harder and faster as he dumped his hot load deep into Debbie's ass. Debbie sat
up on the desk, and threw her arms over the man's shoulders. After giving him a
deep kiss, she said, "So sir, do I get the job?" The interviewer replied while
laughing, "You bet your sweet ass you do!" After the two had gotten dressed,
Debbie left and headed back to her hotel room. Once there, she stripped and
headed for the shower. After a long, hot shower, she grabbed a towel and walked
back into the room, drying herself as she walked. She paced nude around the
room, for what seemed like hours to her, to think exactly what she was going to
tell Mrs. Deme. Afterwards, which in reality was only fifteen minutes, she
jumped onto the bed and picked up the phone. Debbie dialed Mrs. Deme's room,
trying to muster the best sick voice, until someone picked up the phone.
"Hello," a male voice came over the phone. "Yes, is Mrs. Deme there?" Debbie
asked wondering who this guy was. "Hold on, I'll get her," the man said as he
sat the phone down. Mrs. Deme's voice came over the phone, "Yes." "Mrs. Deme,
it's Debbie," Debbie replied to her in her most pathetic voice. "I'm not feeling
too good, I think it was some..uh..thing I had for lunch. I was wondering if I
could skip the ceremony tonight and stay here and rest." "Stop that Paul," Mrs.
Deme said with a giggle. Mrs. Deme changed her voice to one of caring and said,
"Don't worry about it dear, just get a good night's sleep." She then said, "I
hope you feel better tomorrow," and hung up the phone. Debbie hung up the phone,
and exhaled deeply. Then she started to laugh as she remembered Mrs. Deme's
husband's name was John. She was gleefully happy because her chances for
receiving an A in Deme's class just went way up. Once Debbie had come back down
to reality, she started to get dressed for her 7:30 appointment, and at 7:25
there was a knock at the door. Grabbing a blanket, she opened the door to see
the guy from the test with a big grin running across his face. Debbie shut the
door behind her, taking him to the stairwell. Once they had climbed the stairs
to the top floor, they saw a ladder going up through the ceiling. Debbie started
up the ladder first, knowing the guy would enjoy the view of her panties through
her skirt. When she reached the top of the ladder, she simply had to open the
trap door, and she was on the roof. By the time the guy had reached the roof,
Debbie had spread the blanket out on the roof. The guy started to walk toward
her as Debbie slipped off her shoes, and stepped onto the blanket. They locked
in a kiss, as the guy clawed to get Debbie's blouse open. While he was doing
this Debbie tried to work her hands into the guy's pants. Debbie managed to
fumble the button of his pants undone, and slide the zipper down, causing his
pants to fall down around his ankles. Debbie used her hand to slide under
waistband of his underwear, down to cup and massage his balls. The guy's quickly
growing cock soon ate away at his patience with the buttons on Debbie's blouse.
He grabbed both sides of the blouse, and pulled them apart. Debbie gasped as the
buttons of her blouse came flying off and the night air hit the bare parts of
her chest and stomach. Debbie's nipples became erect and felt as if they might
break through her bra. She reached around and unclasped the bra letting it fall
to the ground, letting her tits free for the whole world to see. Debbie dropped
to her knees, sliding her hands down the sides of his body. She stopped once she
reached his underwear, taking them in her hands, she slid them down until they
had reached his pants. The guy's cock quickly swelled to it's full length as
Debbie held it, while giving a few strokes with her hand. Debbie brought her
mouth down to kiss the head of his cock, then using her tongue, she encircled
the head, lightly coating it with a thin layer of saliva. Debbie placed her lips
over the tip of his cock, and drew it deep inside her mouth. She bobbed her head
on his cock as she massaged his balls and ass with her hands. The guy, trying to
slow down the pace, took Debbie's head off of his cock, and pushed her back onto
the blanket. He leaned over her and began to play with her tits. He sucked each
nipple in turn, switching back and forth between them. He continued this, until
Debbie pushed his head down between her legs. Once there, he delved his tongue
deeply inside of her. As he continued to increase his pace, licking Debbie's
pussy, she began to moan in pleasure. As he continued, his cock began to hurt,
as it desperately wanted where his tongue now was. The guy bought himself up on
his knees, and pulled Debbie toward him. In one quick pull, Debbie found herself
impaled on the guy's shaft. He began bucking his hips pounding his cock in and
out of Debbie's tight pussy. Debbie sat up and threw her arms around his neck.
This put her weight on his crotch as she rocked herself back and forth on the
guys cock. Debbie placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back onto the
blanket. She moved her legs to straddle him, and began to bounce up and down on
his cock. The guy was not about to let Debbie have all the fun, he moved to play
with Debbie's tits as they bounced around in front of him. Grabbing each in one
he worked them until he made it to Debbie's nipples. Rolling and pinching each
one between his fingers, which seemed to act like a speed button to Debbie as
she picked up her riding of his cock. Debbie arched back until her hands were
touching the blanket, as she let out her loud moans of orgasm. Debbie realizing
that the guy had not cum yet, slid off on him and started sucking on his cock.
As his cock slid inside of Debbie's mouth, she could taste her own pussy juices
which were coating his cock. After a few strokes inside of Debbie's mouth, the
guy's cock shot his hot cum down her throat, except a few drops that dribbled
down her chin. Debbie picked up those drops of cum on her fingertip and brought
it up to her mouth and suck the last of the cum into her mouth. She smiled at
the guy and said, "So was that the best fuck of your life, or what?" The guy
giving a slight laugh, "You bet, I don't know what I'm going to do to top this."
They each got dressed, kissed and went their separate ways. Debbie headed back
to her room, in order to get ready for the dance later. She changed into the
hottest looking set of clothes she had and went downstairs to the dance. By the
time she had reached the dance it was in full swing. A room full of teenagers
moving and gyrated to the loud music and their own hormones. Looking over the
crowd, she saw Chris. Chris, like Misty, was in her Marketing class and also
worked at her grocery store. Debbie had never really had a chance to get to know
Chris that well, but knew that he was wild about her. Debbie decided that she
was going to get to really know Chris tonight. Debbie and Chris danced for about
an hour, until during a slow song, Debbie whispered in his ear, "Don't you want
to go back to your room?" Chris didn't bother to answer, he just lead Debbie to
the elevator. The first thing Debbie noticed when she entered Chris's room was a
video camera, sitting on a tripod. "What are you doing with that?" Debbie asked
while pointing at the camera. Chris walked over to the camera and explained,
"The school let me borrow it, hoping I could get some footage for the video
yearbook." A big smile suddenly came to Chris's face as he said, "We could make
a movie, sort of a, ha, ha, Debbie does DECA." Debbie walked over to the bed and
sat down in front of the camera. Looking at Chris, Debbie said, "Well in that
case, say action and get over here." Chris turned the camera on as he said,
"Action!" He then quickly made his way in front of the camera, as he joined
Debbie on the bed. When Chris sat on the bed, Debbie thru her legs over Chris's
lap, and pulled his mouth to hers. Their tongues explored each others mouths, as
their hands worked through clothing to touch flesh. It was not long before they
worked each other out of their clothes. Debbie pushed Chris back onto the bed
and pinned him by the shoulders. Debbie turned around and straddled over Chris's
face. As soon as Debbie's pussy was in reach, Chris started to dart at it with
his tongue. Debbie first arched backward with the pleasure Chris was giving her,
then she leaned forward to take his hard cock into her mouth. Debbie slid slowly
up and down on Chris's cock. Twirling her tongue around it's head each time she
lifted her mouth off of his cock. Debbie stood back up onto her knees and moved
off of Chris. She bent down and kissed him, tasting her own juices on his lips.
Debbie stepped over Chris again, but this time over his cock, driving it deep
inside of her as she lowered herself onto him. Debbie bucked on Chris's cock,
riding him for all he was worth. Debbie was so withdrawn into her world of
pleasure she didn't notice when the room door opened. Debbie's head whipped
around when she heard a, "Why hello there." come from the foot of the bed. It
was Chris' roommates, Scott and Jeff, each with a girl in their arms. Almost on
signal they all started to strip out of their clothing. Scott walked over and
manned the video camera, as the girl he had brought straddled Chris's face and
began to grind her pussy against him. Debbie began and sucking at the girl's
tits as she moaned, from the double stimulation. Debbie soon realized Chris was
about to cum, so she hopped off, and started to suck his cock into her mouth
again. Then Debbie felt the hand of the girl on the side of her head gently
pulling her off of Chris's cock. They both started licking the sides of Chris's
member with Debbie also paying attention to his balls. Chris moaned as he shot
his cum across Debbie's and the girl's faces. Chris looked over at the other bed
to see that Jeff and his were going at it hot and heavy. He then looked at the
camera, to see Scott busily working to get the best shots. Then, beside him
Debbie and Scott's girl were entertaining each other by savoring every drop of
his cum from each other. Chris got up and walked over to Scott. As he tapped
Scott on the shoulder he said, "Tag!" Chris took over the camera as Scott walked
over to the bed. As Scott crawled onto the bed the two girls' attention was
drawn from each other to him. The girl he had brought was paying attention to
his mouth with her tongue, while Debbie went went straight for Scott's cock,
driving it deep into her mouth. Scott pulled the girl up til she was standing on
the bed with her waiting pussy right in front of his mouth. Scott began licking
her pussy lips at first and then gabbing her ass checks drove his tongue into
her pussy. Her knees soon began to give way, so Scott directed Debbie and the
girl into another position. As he did this, Scott noticed that Chris had changed
places with Jeff. Scott placed the girls in a sixty-nine position, and then
positioned himself so he could alternate between Deebie's tight pussy and the
girl's willing mouth. Scott switch his cock between the two hot orifices, until
he could no longer take it. He drove his cock deep inside of Debbie as he shot
his cum. This pace continued for most of the night, until they were all drained
of energy, and passed out fast asleep on the beds. Debbie Does DECA, Day 3
Written by REV Debbie awoke warm all over, then realized that they had all
passed out on the same bed last night. She worked her way through the sea of
arms, legs and other body parts. She did her best not to wake any of the others,
who were all dead to the world, from all of the night's escapades. Once Debbie
made it off of the bed she shifted though the pile of clothing they left on the
floor. She found all of her clothing, except for her panties. She quickly
dressed in what she had, and found a piece of paper to leave Chris a note.
CHRIS, LAST NIGHT WAS GREAT. PLEASE MAKE ME A COPY OF THE TAPE. DEB Debbie left
the note on the table, and left heading back towards her room. On her way back
she couldn't help to think how Brad would get turned on when he saw the tape.
Debbie inserted the key into the door, and went on in, hearing the shower as she
did. Debbie assumed it was Misty, so Debbie stripped down and went in the
bathroom to join her. Debbie was a little embarrassed when she walked in the
bathroom to see that Misty was not alone. Misty was in the shower busily giving
a guy a blowjob. As the guy noticed her, Debbie said, "Excuse me." Misty broke
from her lip lock on the guy's hard cock and said, "This is Mike, I met him a
the dance last night. Do you want to join our shower?" A big smile came to
Debbie's face as she said, "Sure, why not." Misty went back to paying attention
to Mike's cock, as she stepped in the shower. Mike and Debbie started to kiss,
then he started to move down her chest until he reached her tits. Debbie's
breast began to tingle and burn as Mike found her nipple and began to suck it
into his mouth, and lightly bit at it. Misty let Mike's cock slip from her mouth
so she could say, "Now, that I've cleaned you, Mike, isn't it time you cleaned
us up." With that they tried to move in a comfortable position in the small
shower. Mike made it to where he could lie on the bottom as both girls stood
over him. Misty used Debbie's shoulders as she lowered herself onto Mike's
pulsating cock, driving it into her to the hilt. Misty began to bounce and
gyrate as Mike's cock slid in and out of her. Debbie stepped in towards Misty,
placing her pussy directly in front of Misty's face. Misty reached around and
grabbed Debbie by her ass checks, pulling Debbie's pussy onto her waiting
tongue. Misty used her tongue to dance around the opening of Debbie's pussy,
covering every inch, then dove into the wet opening. Debbie was becoming wild
with passion, jerking, instinctively trying to fuck Misty's tongue. Misty moved
one of her fingers to Debbie's ass pucker lightly running her finger around.
"Yea, stick your finger in my ass.", Debbie managed to mutter between moans.
Misty began to work her finger into Debbie's tight ass. Debbie's muscles
contracted around her finger trying to hold it in place. After a few moments,
the muscles relaxed allowing Misty's finger to go all the way in. Once in, she
matched her fingers rhythm with that of her tongue. Debbie soon reached her
boiling point, letting her screams of orgasm echo through the tiles of the
bathroom. As Debbie slid down to pay attention to Misty's tits, Misty's
attention went to Mike's cock which was be driven deep into her. She could feel
him stretching the walls of her pussy as Debbie's mouth starts to set her
nipples afire. With a loud moan, Mike shot his cum into Misty. Feeling every
squirt of cum shoot inside of her was too much, as Misty trashed her head
around, in her own orgasms. After drying each other off, Mike and Misty decided
to go get some breakfast. Debbie decided to stay behind and try to take a nap.
After looking at her schedule she realized if she wanted to, she could sleep
until almost time for the final awards ceremony. Debbie flipped on the TV before
lying in the bed hoping it would help her doze off. Debbie laid there for about
an hour, but could not fall to sleep. Just as she was about to give up trying,
there was a knock on the door. Debbie wrapped the bed sheet around her nude body
as she got up to answer the door. Debbie opened the door to see it was Mrs. Deme
standing in the hallway. "Can I help you, Mrs. Deme," Debbie said while trying
to the sheet from falling. Mrs. Deme cleared her throat before saying, "Debbie
we need to talk." Debbie found it hard to talk with the lump that was forming in
her throat, "Well, come on in." They both walked through the room and had a seat
on the foot of the bed. Mrs. Deme straightened out her dress before she said, "I
know that you cheated on the role-play event and that you were not really sick
last night." "I'm afraid I'm going to have to notify your parents, and ask the
principal to suspend you." "Please don't Mrs. Deme," Debbie said in her most
pleading voice, "and if you tell my parents, I may have to tell your husband
about Paul." Mrs. Deme suddenly became uncomfortable, "Well, if I don't tell
your parents, you still need to be punished." Debbie stood and bowed her head,
"I'll summit to any punishment you see just." "OK, drop the sheet, and lie
across my lap." Mrs. Deme said as she repositioned her sitting position. Debbie
let go of the sheet, letting it fall around her onto the floor. Debbie blushed
at the thought of being totally on display in front of Mrs. Deme. She stepped
out of the ring of fabric, and walked towards the bed. Debbie laid face down
across Mrs. Deme's lap at the foot of the bed. Debbie let out a loud yelp as
Mrs. Deme's hand fell hard across her ass. Mrs. Deme continued, as tears began
to flow freely from Debbie's eyes. This was much different than the play
spanking Misty had given her, Debbie thought to herself in a pause between the
blows. Then Mrs. Deme stopped as suddenly as she had started, and started
running her hand over Debbie's ass. Mrs. Deme's hand soon reached the clef of
Debbie's ass, and began to run her finger along the clef. Mrs. Deme soon began
to concentrate on Debbie's pussy, running her fingers all around Debbie's now
swollen lips, coating them with Debbie's flowing juices. With a gasp from
Debbie, Mrs. Deme plunged a finger deep inside the pussy. She began to twist and
wiggle the finger, causing Debbie to toss her head wildly, as if being
controlled like a puppet. Using her other hand, Mrs. Deme spread Debbie's pussy
wide, and inserted a second finger into Debbie. Once in, she began to spread her
fingers, open and stretching the walls of Debbie's pussy. She then almost
brought them out but instead bunched them with the rest, and started pushing all
five fingers into Debbie's dripping pussy. Debbie gasped in shock and threw her
arms out to grab a hold of the edge of the bed. Mrs. Deme continued to push her
hand into Debbie's pussy, until she felt the muscles contract, and Debbie let
out a cry of pain. Mrs. Deme held her hand motionless, until she felt the
muscles relax. She then continued until her hand was wrist deep inside of
Debbie's pussy. Debbie was in a total state of confusion, not knowing exactly
what to feeling. Strong feeling of pleasure and pain were washing over her,
causing her to almost sink into a strange state of euphoria, until she started
to feel Mrs. Deme moving her fingers around deep inside of her. Debbie started
to go wild trashing around on the bed. Her grip tightened as she began to lift
up the bottom corner of the mattress. Debbie arched back as far as she could and
let out a scream that seemed to shake the room then fell back down onto the bed.
Mrs. Deme slowly eased her hand out of Debbie's pussy, and rolled her over. She
brought Debbie into a sitting position, Debbie was just beginning to regain her
senses. Mrs. Deme looked at Debbie's face to see her cheeks were almost totally
covered with tears. She began to use her hand to wipe away the tears, then
Debbie took ahold of the hand. Debbie started licking at the palm, tasting her
own wetness, then proceeded to suck each finger one by one. She placed the hand
back on her cheek and reached out for Mrs. Deme's cheek with her hand. She
rubbed her hand along the cheek to the back of the neck. She then used it to
pull Mrs. Deme to her until their lips met. They spent the rest of the day
together, giving each other forms of punishment along with pleasure. The hours
flew by until they realized they had to get to the awards ceremony. By the time
they had gotten ready and to the ceremony, it was already half over. When the
presenters reached Debbie's category, Debbie got a little nervous. They called
out the 3rd and 2nd place winners, then they called out her name, she had won
1st place. She walked onto the stage and received her plaque and medal. This
means she and Mrs. Deme would get to go to national competition in Denver.
Debbie came back to her seat a waited for the rest of the ceremony to conclude.
Afterward she saw Mrs. Deme again, who came up to congratulate and hug her.
During the hug, Mrs. Deme's hand dropped to her still sore ass. But instead of
pain, Debbie only feel warmth and arousal. Mrs. Deme then left asking Debbie to
call her later that night. As Mrs. Deme walked away, Debbie saw Chris walking
toward her. Debbie found out that Chris had won before she had gotten to the
ceremony. With a smile coming to his face Chris said, "Gee, I guess this means
we have to make a sequel." With a sly smile Debbie answered. "Maybe, if you ask
me real nice."
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