Date: Fri, 21 Jan 2022 21:34:51 +0000 From: OKstoryteller Subject: Bisexual Adult/Youth - The substitute - part 33 Disclaimer: If you are too young to read this type of story, or if it is illegal in your area, please close this story. Please consider donating to Nifty, https://donate.nifty.org/ Let's all do our part to help keep this site up and running! The Substitute, part 33 Once again I had spent my entire lunch break in my room with naked students. I was losing weight the bad way, by skipping meals altogether. The first bell had not yet rung, so I went over to the junk food machines and grabbed a bag of chips and a package of cheese and sausage. I got back to class just before the bell and wolfed down my snack. I forgot to get a drink, a big mistake since the chips made my mouth and throat as dry as a desert. I struggled through role call and getting their assignment explained before heading back to the vending machine for a drink. I made my selection, waited for the bottle to drop, then hurriedly unscrewed the cap for my liquid relief. Yet anouther big mistake of course as the carbonated soda made a furious escape from the cramped confines of the bottle. Fortunately I ducked most of the mess, but headed to the bathroom to wash my hands and dry my arms. As I stepped from the boy's room I heard some muffled noises coming from the supply closet just inside the door. I paused to listen, it was clear there was more than one person inside the closet. I couldn't make out the voices, what was being said or even the gender of those voices, so I quickly opened the door. I saw two students, both naked except for their socks. They were both standing, looking at me, not covering up or moving at all. It was somewhat like a deer caught in the headlights on a pitch dark night. I seemed to recognise the boy and the girl, but I couldn't place them. From the looks of their bodies they were most likely in the 5th grade. The boy's flat chest, no hair around his erect 2 and a half inch penis, no hair under his arms. The girl was just as flat chested as the boy, her nipples barely even visible on her chest. Her tiny slit was bald as well, just a gash between her smallish legs. I came to my senses after checking them both out. Well, I said sternly, what is going on in this closet? They looked at one another, unsure who was to speak, unsure what to say as they stared dumbfounded toward me. I asked you both a question, I said more sternly, now boy, answer my question! We, um, we were just looking for some cleaning materials for our class, he lied, and got confused. That is a lie, I barked, and quite possibly the worst lie I have ever heard. Whose class are you supposed to be in right now? I demanded. We are in Miss Anderson's class, he said defiantly, and we were looking for cleaning materials! Looking for cleaning materials so naturally you took off all your clothes? I said in a mocking tone. Who are you young lady? I asked. Would you like to tell me why you are naked? Well, she said slowly, Miss Anderson sent us to get some cleaning chemicals for our class and well, um, she stammered, well, I got my foot tangled in this mop thing and I had to take my shoe off to get loose and so... And so you stripped naked to get your shoe off? I asked incredulosly. Listen Mister whoever you are, the boy spouted, you better leave us alone! I laughed as I said, oh yes, and why should I do that? Our dad is the Vice Principal and you will get in a lot of trouble for messing with us! I smiled, grabbed their intermingled pile of clothes, then slammed the door shut on the two nude miscreants I picked up my soda, walked casually to the office and stepped into Chad's office. Chad, I said calmly, I need you to come help me with an urgent issue down the hall. He looked at me quizically, then he saw the clothing in my hands before I turned to head back to the supply closet. Chad jumped up from behind his desk and scurried to catch up with me. What is going on Mr. Duggin? He asked. Why do you have my daughters shirt and shorts in your hands? He obviously didn't notice his sons shorts and shirt in my hands. You'll see very soon, I answered, very soon indeed. Then, I continued, you will be the one answering the questions. As I walked I pulled my cell phone out, turned on the camera and pointed it at the supply room door before I yanked it open. As soon as Chad's kids were exposed, no pun intended, I snapped a few pictures for posterity. The little boys dick was now just a speck hanging limply. Well now Chad, I said, care to explain why your twins are naked in the supply closet? Maybe I should call the authorities, or Mrs. Evans? What in the hell is going on here James? Chad shouted. Why does Mr. Duggin have your clothes Janet? The kids looked down, not saying a word. All of James's bravado from a few minutes ago suddenly instantly gone. I dropped the twins clothing, then turned to return to my room. I'll see you after school Chad, I said as I left. I was near laughter as I stepped inside my room. Several students saw my clear efforts to remain under control, but didn't ask me what the joke was today. I finished my 4th hour class without further incident. My dry mouth and throat had been relieved and my mind was racing with the possibilities of adding his children to the mix when I delivered my couples massage. The closing bell snapped me back to reality in time to wish the students a great day. My last class full of students came bouncing in, lots of animated chats and laughter. Alana stepped up to my desk, discretely she dropped a note for me. Patty and Denise were both absent today, but Sally came in looking amazing. She was wearing a micro-mini skirt. It was so short that when shevturned to sit down I saw her bright red thong panties. Her top was skin tight, her nipples were hard and poking out the front of her shirt, which was making my dick grow hard. I called the role, gave them their assignment and leaned back in my chair. As I opened the note from Alana, I could feel someones eyes on me. I looked up to confirm their stares and was greeted with wicked, evil grins from both girls. I looked down at the note and read this: Mr. D, Sally and I want you to meet us in the Storage Closet after school today. Look at us now. As I looked at Alana she opened her legs showing me she had no panties on at all. I looked at Sally, she opened her legs and pulled her bright red thong to the side so I could see her little slit. I looked down, the tent in my slacks was obscene. I was trying to decide how I was going to not only bash Chad but have some fun time with my two tormentors today. I waited until about 15 minutes before the end of class and said, Sally and Alana, would you please help me re-arrange some boxes in the Storage Closet please? Yes sir, they said in unison as they rose from their chairs. I led them into the room and whispered, get naked now, get on the counter and make sure you are eating each others pussies when I come back into the room. AND, be quiet! I left the room to survey the class, making sure no one was interested in the storage room and to make sure they weren't interested in the two girls that were gone. I returned to the room, closing the door before looking at the countertop where the girls were busily lapping at each others slits. I pulled Sally to the edge, rolled her onto her tummy then grabbed Alana to get her in the same position. Two gorgeous, sexy little nymphs, their absolutely amazing butts begging for attention, their wet slits glistening in anticipation. Now, I said quietly, you two can french kiss while I fill your pussies. I slid into Alana as she grabbed Sally into a steamy kiss. I pounded in and out of her tight slit, then moved to Sally and gave her a couple of minutes of attention. Her pussy was still as tight as a vise. Her red hot, velvet walls were leaking her pussy juice down the front of the cabinet. I switched back to Alana, her pussy so wet, tight, hot, frantically squeezing me on every stroke. I alternated between the two amazing preteens before my need to cum won. I fired two shots of hot cream into Alana, then moved over and slammed into Sally, finishing my orgasm with three shots of cum into her amazing gash. I pulled out, fed my dick to each girl for a cleaning then said, now, eat my cum out of each other, then get dressed and return to your chairs before the bell rings. They smiled, spun around on the counter, pulling themselves into an erotic 69, the smaller Sally on top of Alana as they began to feast on my thick, creamy cum shots oozing from their wet slits. I checked my slacks and shirt before heading back to the classroom, all heads were still down working to complete their assignment. A couple of minutes before the bell, Alana and Sally emerged from the sex den, their eyes gleaming, their clothing back in place. I wished everyone a great day as they scurried out within seconds of the bell ringing. Sally and Alana stepped to my desk, the classroom empty, both smiling wide grins. Thank you Mr. D, Alana said, you still taste amazing. I agree, Sally cooed, and your dick feels so good in my little pussy. They were holding hands as the strolled from the classroom, both flipping their dresses up at the door so I could see neither was wearing panties now. I smiled as I packed my briefcase and locked my desk. I walked to the office to do my check-out. I signed out then walked into Chad's office. He was clearly waiting for me, the look of dread on his face was epic. Well Chad, I began, I want you to think carefully before you answer my questions. Do you understand me? Yes, he said tersely. First, I said, why did I find your twins, out of their assigned class and naked in a Supply Closet for the Boy's room? He sat in his chair, his face stoic, his eyes were no doubt as blank as his mind at that moment. I waited, I was not going to move on without an answer. To answer your question, he said quietly, I have no idea. I intend to find out tonight, so I will be able to answer that when we speak again. I will accept that, I continued. Did you know they were playing naked games together Chad? No, he said, I did not. But Chad, I said, didn't you tell me you have been fondling them both? Didn't the boy see you touch his sister and the sister see you as you rubbed his little dick? No, he started, I mean yes I have fondled them, but no, not when they were together. I see, I said. Does your wife know you have fondled your children? No, he said forcibly, she does not. I see, I said again. Well, it appears to me from our chats and discussions that your wife is not only submissive, but highly submissive to you. Is that correct? He looked at me, eyes blazing and said, yes, that is correct. Then why worry about her finding out about your perverted desires? I don't, he snapped. Remember your place here Chad, I scolded, don't make me demostrate what an alpha male can do. He slumped back in his chair, eyes avoiding contact. Have you told your wife about winning the couples massage for next Friday night Chad? Well, he stammered, sort of, but not fully. I mentioned I had bought a chance for some prizes, just not what the prizes were. Well, I said, you won the couples massage today. Tell your wife I will be at your house Friday to give you and she a massage. Do you understand me Chad? Yes I do, he said flatly. Now when I arrive I want you both to be freshly showered, wearing a bath robe with nothing underneath. Is that clear? Yes, he croaked without looking up. Make sure her pussy is shaved cleaned, no hairs in sight, I ordered, and her legs as well. She has never shaved her pussy before, he argued. I don't care, I said calmly, this will be a new adventure for her then. Maybe I should have you shaved bald too, I thought out loud. I will decide on that and let you know by Thursday. You might want to explore the topic of cuckold relationships. That will allow you to acquaint yourself with the behavior and duties of your position Friday night. Now, I continued, what am I to do about your two horny kids? His head snapped up, his eyes fiery. I will handle my children, he snapped, you will not be involved. Is that so, I said as I opened my phone gallery and pushed the picture of him fondling his 4 year old daughter into his face. I will decide what happens Chad, I snarled, I will be handling the discipline for their transgression today. You will have nothing to do with my decision! Are we clear? My phone now showing a video of him running his finger inside his 4 year old daughters tiny slit. Yes sir, he whispered, we're clear. Fine, I said, I may decide to have them watch as I massage you and your wife instead of allowing them to go see grandma. His eyes were filled with rage, hate, dread. No matter what I decide, I said, as we already agreed, it will be my decision. Now Chad, I said, pull out your little dick and jack-off. He looked at me. I turned my phone toward him and began scrolling the pictures I made of his kids in the closet. He unzipped, pulled his microdick out and began to furiously stroke himself. It was barely a minute before he moaned, stopped stroking and fired 5 volleys of his cum onto the floor at his feet. Nice shot, I said, you might want to clean that up before you leave. I turned and exited his office, heading to the parking lot. I hopped into my 'vette, fired the engine and roared out of the parking lot. I fought back laughter all the way home. I did stop at the market for a few supplies. Danzi and I were hosting Staci and her grandparents for dinner so I wanted everything to be great. I was serving lasagna, green beans, salad and brusheta with a nice cream torte for dessert. Danzi had the house clean and ready for our guests, the table set as well as a professional caterer would have done. I complimented her on her efforts and began to make the meal. Time flew by as I worked away. The door bell rang before I was ready as Staci and her family had arrived right on time. Danzi ushered them into the living room and offered them a drink as I ran to my room to change out of my school clothes. Sorry I wasn't able to greet you, I said as I entered the room, I hope Danzi was a gracious host. She did great, Mr. Dantoni replied, grabbed my wife a nice glass of wine and this pale ale is just what I needed. Excellent, I said, let me finish up dinner so we can all take care of these grumbling stomachs! It smells wonderful, Mrs. Dantoni said, actually quite amazing. Thank you, I said, I hope it tastes as good as it smells. Danzi, I said, why don't you get everyone seated and then come help me with the serving duties. Yes sir Mr. D., she said. I had plated all the salads before Danzi arrived in the kitchen. She took the 3 Italian salad dressings out to the table along with some nice red wine and vinegar. I followed with the salads for Traci and the Dantoni's. I went back and got the hot brusheta bread and the salads for Danzi and me. We chatted amongst ourselves as everyone appeared to enjoy their salads. I asked Danzi to clear the salad plates as I went to retrieve the main courses. I served the green beans in a large bowl so everyone could control their portions. I carried the lasagna pan around the table, serving everyones plate and making sure Mr. Dantoni got a bigger portion. I refilled Mrs. Dantoni's wine glass and set a second pale ale in front of Mr. Dantoni. Danzi brought the second loaf of hot brusheta bread in with 3 saucers of oil and balsamic vinegar for dipping. The meal was a huge success, everyone was full and the Dantoni's were amazed a bachelor could cook as well as their ancestors. The girls offered to clean-up as I ushered the Dantoni's into the den so we could talk without being interupted. I told them I had to share some information about them welcoming Danzi into their home. I gave them her background information, the threat we had survived and about the trust fund and how much I would be providing them monthly on Danzi's behalf, in addition to the money from the state. They both fell back in their chairs. Even though the amount was substantial, Danzi was not to know about it until I told her much later on. Mr. Dantoni spoke first. Mr. Duggin, he said, we could never accept that money from you. The money the state is paying us for Staci, plus the money we would get for accepting Danzi is more than we would need. Mr. Dantoni, I said, the money I am talking about is to help you all. House repairs are needed, Staci will soon be losing her state benefits and those will need to be replaced. I am a very successful businessman so please let me help you through this dilemma. The monies I am providing for Danzi will allow you to fix your home or buy a newer one so there will be more than enough room. I know you are a proud man, as you should be, and that accepting any money is difficult for you. You and I are not different in that regard. This money comes from the lowest scum on earth, people who have preyed on not only Danzi's mother but Danzi. Not only Danzi's family but scores of families throughout the world. I want Danzi to be comfortable, I want you, your wife and granddaughter to be comfortable. I beg you to accept this arrangement. Let the evil scum of the earth finally be helpful for a change. Please consider my offer carefully. Just then the girls arrived with our desserts. Mr. Dantoni looked deeply into my eyes, I knew he was conflicted. We all ate our desserts, the girls and Mrs. Dantoni were gushing compliments about the meal and dessert. I asked if anyone would like some coffee, then headed to the kitchen to make a hot pot. Mr. Dantoni followed me into the kitchen, he took my hand, pulled me into a hug and said, I accept your kind offer, I appreciate what you are doing not only for Danzi, but for my wife, my granddaughter and for me. He hugged me tightly, the sincerity of his gratitude was overwhelming. When we made our way back to the den Mr. Dantoni announced, Danzi girl, my wife, Staci and I would like you to come be a part of our family. We want you to share our home, our food and our love. Danzi leapt into the air then began hugging everyone in the room, the girls were crying, truth be known, we all were. End of part 33 Check out my other stories on Nifty: Bisexual Adult/youth: New to the neighborhood Bisexual Adult/youth - The computer tutor Bisexual Adult/youth - Please tell me grandpa Bisexual incest - The best summer of my life Bisexual encounters - It happened at Kohls Please don't forget to donate to Nifty! Let's keep this site up and running folks! https://donate.nifty.org/