After School Special: Chapter 02 - Suprising Luck
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After School Special: Chapter 02 - Surprising Luck
Kyle woke the next day feeling grumpy and a little down. He took a shower and dressed before going downstairs for breakfast. After silently eating a bowl of cereal at the table with his mom and sister he grabbed his backpack and went outside to wait for his ride to school.
The sun was already hot and the air was muggy. He swatted at a mosquito while sitting on the retaining wall in front of his house. Kyle sighed and pulled out his phone to check the time just as it vibrated, seeing Joey's name he opened the text and read.
*hey ky in route to ya*
Kyle looked down the road and sure enough he could see Joey's old beat up van careening down the road at least ten mph over the speed limit. The rusty, blue can screeched to a stop and the door slid open quickly like some weird mockery of every abduction scene in every movie Kyle had ever seen. A ferret poked her head out and motioned for him to hurry up. "Hop to Ky, we're gunna be late!" Haley said sharply and sat back down on the thread bare bench seat in the back.
Kyle hopped in and sat next to the gruff ferret. She wore a black t-shirt and faded black jeans with shredded knees and hips, which her fur stood out of in spikes. She had at least a dozen piercings in her nose, ears and lips and a few brandings on her arms and the back of her neck. Her parents were distant and from what she told Kyle, never cared what she did or when. "Hi.. uh Haley," he greeted hesitantly as the ferret seemed to be ignoring him completely.
"Hey Ky," Joey called back from the front as he slammed on the gas pedal and sent the van lurching forward with a horrific crunching squeal. Kyle fastened his seat belt and held his book bag on his lap.
The ride to school was surprisingly uneventful and the three all hurried out and off to their various lockers and the start of their day. On the way Kyle, in a rush bumped into one of the few students besides himself still in the hall.
"Oh excuse me.." he started to say and noticed who he'd ran into.
"Watch were you shove that backpack," Leslie Rabine muttered and continued on her way with barely a glance at Kyle.
"Uh... sorry," Kyle said to her back. Once she'd gone far enough he muttered, "jeez what's her problem?" he watched her pale blond tail swishing in time with her hips. He shook his head clear of any dirty mental images and hurried to class.
Lunch rolled around and Kyle sat at his usual table. He poked idly at his beef and noodles and sipped a cherry coke. Haley sat next to him, stuffing her face with mashed potatoes and gravy.
"Damn Haley, slow down," Joey said around a mouthful of pizza. "so umm Ky?"
"Huh?"
"I'm having a thing at my folks house when they're out of town in a couple weeks. I want you to help me get it all ready," Joey casually, glancing around to make sure no one heard him.
Kyle thought about it a moment then nodded and replied, "Yeah, sounds fun," then went back to his lunch and finished it in silence.
After what felt like a year the end of the day rolled around and he hurried to get his things and head to the gym. He found Miss Reddick in the same place as the day before, at her desk doing paperwork.
"Heya Kyle" she greeted as he entered, "I need you to mop today, everywhere. I told the janitor to not bother with it this weekend as I had a student doing it for him," she grinned and stood.
"Mop? The entire gym?"
"And the equipment rooms, the hall out there and the pool area" she nodded and crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back against the front of her desk.
"Awww man, that's going to take a bit."
"Nah, it's not as bad as you think. Just do a decent job and make sure not to screw up. You'll definitely be done before six," she moved the a file cabinet and started sifting through it, searching.
"Ok, yes ma'am Miss Reddick."
Kyle nodded and left to get the mopping started so it would be done sooner. It took him nearly an hour to do the gym, it was hot out today and he'd worked up a considerable sweat before even moving on to the hallway, pool area and boys locker room next. He finished them in forty five minutes and moved on to the last area. He approached the girls locker room more confidently since he'd actually been told to mop it. Though he still felt cautious enough to call out hello upon entering. He got no reply so he went to work, mopping the aisled between lockers first, then the toilet and sink area. He hummed to himself the whole time and as he approached the showers from across the room he noticed movement and then the sound of the water running. He slowly moved around the lockers and looked into the showers.
Miss Reddick turned on the first two shower heads and turned around to get her shampoo and soap. As she did so she noticed the dragon standing between two rows of lockers about fifteen feet away, jaw slack and eyes wide. He noticed her looking and started to back up, looking for all the world like a frightened cat.
"Kyle!" she called and covered herself modestly with her arms and paws, "I looked I didn't see you, I had figured you were done and got a ride home already."
He remained silent for a moment then suddenly seemed to realize he was staring and immediately looked away to stare at a locker number. "I must have been by the toilets.." he said weakly, he had no idea how she could have missed him. "I.. I'm sorry I'll go," he turned and walked away.
"Wait, you look like you've been working yourself to death, you're all sweaty," she said and walked after him, taking a towel and loosely wrapping herself in it.
He stopped and looked back to find her right behind him. He nearly jump and let or a small startled grunt. 'Wha! Ye..yeah I'm hot... it's hot out.. there today," he said awkwardly.
"I can see that," she said flatly and took his hand, an idea forming in her head.
"What are you doing?" he asked but let her lead him towards the showers.
"Come on, you look like you could use a shower too."
"But this is the girls showers," he exclaimed. "And... and you... you're naked," he said confused as she took off her towel and hung it on a rung.
"Well you already saw that, so damage done there," she said absently and motioned to the shower next to her two that was turned off.
He stood there confused and nervous for a moment then slowly began to undress. She had turned her back and was rinsing off under the hot water. The room was slowly beginning to steam up as he placed his clothes on a bench and returned to the showers. He turned on the one she had nodded to and reached for a white bar of soap on a shelf beside him. He began to rinse the sweat from his scales and tendril like whiskers and spikes. He tried to keep his back to Hazel, partially to keep himself from staring and also to keep her from noticing the raging erections he had going. Both of his jet black penises were at full attention, the upper one nearly a foot in length and considerably thicker at the bulb-like base than the tapered tip while the lower was only seven inches and relatively narrower. He was hoping she wouldn't notice when she spoke aloud to him.
"Kyle, could you get my back for me?" she asked innocently.
"Umm... I..." he tried to reply.
"Oh don't be shy, come here and get my back. I won't hurt you," she scolded and he looked back at her. She was standing with her back to him and looking over her shoulder. "What's wrong?" she asked, seeing the terror and hesitation in his face.
"I... I can't," he answered simply.
"Well why not?" she asked, curious now.
"I can't turn around you.." he didn't finish.
"Oh come on and get my back, don't be so shy," she turned and started toward him, not hiding her nakedness and causing his boners to jerk instinctively at the site of her firm, perky breasts.
She put a paw on his shoulder and turned him around, wondering what he was hiding. When she saw she could barely contain her surprise, she had assumed as much but was completely unprepared for the magnitude and more so the actual number of what she found. She gasp and stepped back, feeling herself grow wet at the sight of his massive dual members.
"I'm so sorry Miss Reddick... I can't help it. Please don't be mad at me," he pleaded, mortified.
She stared openly, then licked her lips, "No need to be sorry. It's ok," she said calmly.
"You aren't mad?" he asked shocked.
"No, in fact I'm flattered I got such a response out of you," she smiled and he would have blushed if he could.
"You... you're pretty and I can't help it," he started to apologize again but she stopped him and pulled him under her shower.
"Shhh," she put a paw on his muzzle and took his hand in the other and placed it on a breast. He blinked in surprise and instinctively attempted to pull his hand away but she held her smaller paw over it and made him squeeze her. She felt so firm and the fur was exquisitely soft, he could feel her nipple pressing into his palm.
"Wow," was the only response he could utter.
"You know.." she started, "you did such a good job today you deserve a treat."
"I... I do?" he asked, awed by the feel of his first breast.
"Yep, and I know just the thing," she pushed him against the wall and then down on his shoulders sliding him down to sit on a short bench between the two shower heads and added lustily, "here."
She pressed her pungent, wet sex to his muzzle. He inhaled deeply and felt like he might faint. He gazed on her wet, dripping folds and thought it was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. The way the water trickles down in rivulets through her fur, dripping off the glistening pink flesh.
"Lick," she ordered and pressed herself against his muzzle more firmly. He complied, slowly at first but he soon found he enjoyed the new taste and without a word began to slide and probe his long forked tongue around and between her plump, fuzzy folds. She reached down and spread herself for him and rubbed her clit between thumb and index finger as he lick her up and down from clit to her warm dripping depths. He forced his tongue deep into her and slid it out again as she moaned softly.
"No, don't stop, keep licking," she begged.
He returned to his first oral experience with ravenous enthusiasm. She tensed and shivered as his tongue pressed deeply into her, swirling and probing. The otter squeaked shrilly and her walls tightened around Kyle's tongue as she orgasmed. He continued as his tongue and mouth were flooded with her taste and juices and got another in quick succession.
With some effort she stepped back and knelt in front of him, eyeing his gorgeous twin tools with intense hunger. She licked her lips then the tip of his bigger penis, he groaned and she realized he wouldn't last very long at all. She licked him up and down, switching between the two and back again twice before she stopped, eliciting a pained and confused groan from the dragon. She grinned and raised herself up above him and positioned her fuzzy cunt above his foot long dragonhood. His eyes widened and his tongue lolled out of his mouth. She lowered herself slowly, impaling her tight otter sex on his massive meat. He was amazed as she took fully half of him inside her before moving back up. She bit her lip and then pushed down harder, taking in nearly three quarters of him the second time. The next thrust her pelvis pressed firmly against his, his foot of black dragon-cock sunk completely into her tight hole. His second penis nestled tightly between her ass cheeks, the tip snugged up beside the base of where her spine meets her tail.
"Oh.. Kyle baby," she moaned and kissed his chest. The otter lifted up and reached back and grabbed his smaller tool as she did. Lowering herself back down she positioned the narrow one at he puckered anus and wiggled against it until it slipped inside her, almost feeling as if it were sucked up into her. He grunted and humped up against her, sinking both his cocks fully into her tightness and causing her to scratch her nails along his chest as she kissed and bit his neck and collarbone.
He grunted and strained and put his hands on her waist, taking initiative and lifting her up, sliding along his glorious black shafts, her juices leaking out as his pre began to flow heavily. He lower her back down, thrusting up to slam into her again. His instinct took over fully and he did it fast, up and down, slamming against her harder each time, causing a squeak or moan from the lust maddened otter. He felt himself getting close.
"Uh... I'm... cumming," he moaned, too late as he spasmed and thrust into her one last time.
She gasped and moaned orgasmically as he spewed a considerable load of burning hot dragon seed deep into her holes. She squirmed her ass and wiggled down against him firmly, enjoying the feel of his hot cum filling her to and then past her capacity. He collapsed back against the tile wall and she against his chest, both of the panting and grunting together in the steamy shower room.
"Oh Kyle, you are one.. hell.. of a dragon." She panted, placing little kisses on his neck and then finally on his lips. She opened her mouth and their tongues met in a swirling embrace. His penises began to soften inside her and she slid off him gazing lovingly at the now limp and dangling penises, still yet to retreat back into him. She leaned over and took into her mouth in turn and suckled and licked their juices from them, reaching a paw down to feel the thick cum leaking out of both her aching pussy and sore ass, both left gaping by the beautiful reptilian shafts.
Kyle panted still, unable to form words and simply leaned against the wall as she cleaned him of every speck of spooge then stood to rinse herself off, standing right in front of him, giving him a good view of her red and gaping holes. He wasted no time and brought his muzzle up between her thighs and proceeded to lick every bit her could from her. She felt weak and nearly buckled under a fourth orgasm of the night, having to place both paws on the wall to keep herself up.
"Wow..." Kyle said as he gave her one last lick, "Miss Reddick."
"Call me Hazel, please," she said without looking, "I hear Miss Reddick and ma'am all frigging day."
"Oh.. um... ok Hazel," Kyle blinked, thinking it felt odd to call a teacher by her first name, though he called the band instructor Bob and the janitor Harry so he figured it wasn't that weird.
"But still ma'am or Miss Reddick during practice and meets, ok?"
"Oh, okay yeah." Kyle stood and braced himself on the wall, swaying slightly.
"Poor boy," Hazel said and wrapped an arm around him, pressing close to his chest and nuzzling his neck, "feeling better?"
Kyle looked down at his lovely coach and smiled, replying, "Yeah.. alot. Thanks Miss.. er I mean Hazel."
They finished their shower, washing each other. After they dressed silently and walked towards the parking lot and Hazel's car. As Kyle climbed into the passenger side of the old Toyota Land Cruiser he noticed his coach smiling at him.
"What?" he asked quizzically.
"Just thinking, you've got another two weeks of work after school for me," she giggled and keyed the ignition and backed out of her parking space.
"Yeah..." Kyle grinned and gazed openly at his swimming coach, realizing it might just not be as much work as he had thought. At least not the kind he disliked anyway.