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Debbie Does DECA, Day 3


All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.

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 bedsheet 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 cleft. 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 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 hold 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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