Melody

Melody # 17 Melody & Mr Hunter Bisexual High School and Interracial

Melody & Mr. Hunter

by

Larry Marian

Melody held her hall pass in her hand as she stood in front of Mr. Hunter's her ninth grade guidance counselor's, office. She knocked on his door. "Come in, if ye be friend," came a very cheery voice. She'd heard from her two best girl friends, Donna and Wendy, both a year ahead of her. Wonder of wonders, her older brother Wally had even said something nice about Mr. Hunter. The fourteen year old blond opened the door, slightly shocked that she had been called to his office so soon in the school year. Had she known, she would not have worn her low cut peasant blouse which hid a strapless bra for her 32B breasts. She walked in and stopped. "Should I leave the door open, Mr. Hunter?" she asked politely. "Oh, no. Come in. As a guidance counselor I can turn the camera off and on to protect student confidentiality. Please take a seat, Ms. 8th grade president and National Junior Honor Society." This Melody did, looking at a man who seemed as though he were an upperclassman at Mary Mount High. His clothes were casual, what she could see of them, being a polo shirt in the school colors, He had longish red hair and freckles which added to his appearance of youth. Melody sat down. "Ah. You come highly recommended, Melody. I hope to see a great deal more of you over the next four years, starting now. Also, we may talk from time to time about some confidential stuff. But I have heard from several sources that you can be very discreet but can open or shut your mouth when it pleases you." That comment sure seemed strange to her as she had sucked off a white boy she'd met the week before who'd said about the same thing after she had swallowed his cum. "I think I can, sir. Of course Mom thinks I talk too much, Mr. Hunter." Mr. Hunter laughed. "Mothers do that. But I've been looking at some names who have mentioned you in a very positive manner. You know, of course, Donna and Wendy, right?" Melody smiled at that as she nodded her head. "Then there is Jackson on the soccer pitch who you know quite well and a Franklin who says you wore a temp tat at one time. Apparently you have a mentor in an adult named Rod who has given you some very good pointers. "Seems you are the unusual girl to have two boy friends and have kept both for several months now, Russ, who's a bit older and Tiger who's the same age. Not real common to have both a black and a white boy friend who like each other and don't fight over you." "There's a lot I sort of keep quiet about, Mr. Hunter," Melody said as she began to feel a dampness in the crotch of her bikini panties. Well, he really was good looking and seemed to know a great deal about her. "I' understand. Now, do you understand this?" he asked as he put a piece of cardboard on his desk with an eye, a heart, and the three letters B B C on it. Melody looked at it for a second. "I do, Mr.Hunter. Do you want to tell me or should I tell you?" "Tell me, Melody." "I hope I don't get suspended for this, but I love big, black cocks.'" "That's it. Jackson, Franklin, Rod, I assume Tiger. The Alphabet Gang, and a host of others. You must do it often." Melody looked at Mr. Hunter. "You aren't going to suspend me or something?" "No. Not at all. I can and will give you the names of the sophomore, junior, and senior girls who have helped me in the past. All six of them have no problem giving oral sex. I take it that you indulge in oral sex, too.: "Ah, yes, Mr. Hunter. If it means anything to you, since I was eleven." "That is a bit young, Melody. Oh, there will be a second freshman girl, but she hasn't been vetted yet." "Vetted, Mr. Hunter?" Melody looked quizzically at her guidance counselor. "Investigated and shown to be at least acceptable. So, shall you finish the vetting process, Melody? This is a speak now or forever hold your piece' time." Melody looked at the young guidance counselor and smiled. "So you want me to suck your dick, Mr. Hunter?" Mr. Hunter smiled, then turned his chair so he looked parallel to the desk. "Come around the desk, Melody." "Okay," she said quietly, then got up from her seat in front of the large wooden desk to walk around the side of the desk where she turned to see Mr. Hunter. Briefly her eyes opened wide as she saw Mr. Hunter nude from the waist down, his polo shirt held tight around his waist, probably by safety pins. She looked down to see a six inch or so hard cock, tipped by a mushroom head, bright red through the leaking precut. "That is nice, Mr. Hunter. Nice. That is a very suckable dick. Shall I kneel down?" As she said this she pulled her peasant blouse top off, then quickly unfastened her bra, dropping both on the desk. "Those are some very beautiful breasts, Melody. But you didn't have to do that for me." "Not for you, Mr, Hunter..." "Melody, when you're about to suck my cock and show me what you can do, it's Jimmy, okay. But again, you didn't have to reveal those lovelies now." "Not for you. I was twelve and a thirteen year old boy for some reason withdrew just as he came. I got cum all over my face, my hair, and my top. I had to sneak in to clean up." "Oh. Well, I'm going to stand up and you sit in my chair and let me feel how you give head." With that Jimmy stood up, his hard, mushroom tipped cock leading him to pass Melody on her way to the chair. She sat down, then eased the chair closer to Jimmy to lick the tip before beginning to slide the adult cock into her eager mouth. She slowly began to move back and forth, going in and out as she eyed the expression on Jimmy's face. "I normally take about five minutes to cum Melody," he said quietly, with feeling. Melody flashed "thumb's up." Jimmy began to moan as he joined in by pumping his cock back and forth to match Melody's action. "Getting close, Melody. not going to spray my cum over you. Want to see you swallow." Again Melody shot her thumb up. "Ah, yes, my pretty freshman scout. CUMMING!" He did and Melody swallowed three times before Jimmy's shots were done. She slowly removed her mouth from his cock."You have good tasting cum, Jimmy. Your cock feels good in my mouth." With that she stood up to put her bra and peasant blouse back on. Looking down, she saw Jimmy had socks on, but no shoes. Behind him he began to put on his jockeys and then his pants. The two resumed there original positions relative the desk. "Well, Melody, I have to say you gave me one of the best blow jobs I ever received and I got my first one on my fourteenth birthday. By the way, do you prefer that I say you were superior performing oral sex on me, or that you gave me a great blow job?" Melody smiled. "Almost all the blow jobs I've given, I guess I say that I've blown the guy or sucked him off. Why change?" "Good. Now grab a chair and let me fill you in." With that invitation, Melody picked up a chair to move it close to Mr. Hunter's desk. "Okay. I'm not bringing you in to give Mary Mount High a place for the male athletes to get sucked off. The purpose is to bring more friendship between different races. It seems that white boys prefer black girls and black boys prefer white girls. Right now we have balance for sophomores on up. You have now been selected and the committee is trying to finalize our selection of the freshman black girl. "This is not to say that you won't have white guys approach you. I'm thinking that once your cock sucking ability gets around you will have your date book full. So far so good Melody. Now a quick question for you." "Okay, what is it? I'm not going to walk around with a sign or come to school nude or anything like that." Mr. Hunter smiled at that. "I may have to have you in for a follow up session. But here's the question. How do you handle your two boy friends and your other regular?" "Okay. my two boy friends - normally I get with one on Monday and Thursday and the other on Tuesday and Friday. Wednesday we normally have a three way. There are actually two regulars, both of who I meet in the late afternoon or evening. Week ends are for something casual." "Sound busy. Normally you'd hook up' during the school day or right after it. I'll provide you with an e-mail giving you locations to go to after you have met with the guy. Some are quite interesting. "That should be about it for now, Melody. Let me sign your hall pass so you can go back to class. I see you still have twenty minutes. By the way, I'm now Mr. Hunter, so check your e-mail after school." "Thanks, Mr. Hunter." With that Melody picked up her signed pass and left. That afternoon after school Melody changed into jeans and a band t-shirt after removing her bra before she sat down to her computer. At the top of the list was an e-mail from "M H - read this: Mel, great time with you. Normally I only meet with a Girl Provider' once every two weeks. In the beginning I may well check on the two freshman girls a bit more often. Seems your partner may pass tomorrow. In your locker tomorrow you will find a small package. Open it once you get home. Below is a list of the current girls and yourself with information. Check into it. There is a phone number for a probable client. He's L'Shawn. If you are interested, call him for a meet up tomorrow or the next day after school. He will probably give you more information. Bye. PS - Sorry we can't have fun for awhile. Make sure your brother knows nothing." Wow, Melody thought. Sounds interesting to me. After dinner Melody went back to her room to finish home work, then pulled out her phone to call L'Shawn. She hit the number Mr. Hunter gave her.
"What's up? You Melody, right?" "That's me, and you're L'Shawn." Melody said. "I understand we might get together tomorrow or day after. I see we're not exchanging pictures. So you have a time and place to meet? By the way, I'm a freshman, five four, blond, blue eyes, 32Bs if you're into boobs." "Well, I'm a sophomore, five nine, light skinned, almost brown hair, fairly straight. Oh, five and a half, sort of spear like, fairly thick. Normally takes about three or so minutes." "So where do we meet and when?" Melody felt herself to begin to get damp between her legs. "Ah. Go to Mr. H's office facing the door. Be there ten minutes after the release bell. There's a door to the right. it's unlocked. Go in. Whoever gets in first, turn on the light and the other will meet up soon. Then we rock and roll, or..." "I hope it won't be `or.'" Melody said. "I do too. So, tomorrow it is."

The next afternoon Melody walked down the main hall to the guidance section and then to the office of Mr. Hunter. She looked to the right to see a second door. With a smile she turned, opened it to see the light off, so she turned it on. On her right wrist was a braided bracelet of half black and half white plastic cord. Below hung a small round silverfish medallian with an eye a heart, and BBC engraved on it. It had rested in the small box she'd found in the morning in her locker. The room was mostly bare except for a long couch on one wall. The couch was wide enough and big enough for a couple of high school students to have sex.. Looking at the door, she sat down on the couch, putting her book bag on the floor. Her bra lay in the top of the book bag, ready to be put back on once they were through. She figured she'd tell L'Shawn she bared her boobs to keep from getting sprayed with cum. The door opened to a ligt skinned black boy about five eight or so. He wore jeans and a t-short with a generic R&B player with an electric guitar. He closed the door and locked it. "I'm L'Shawn, sophomore." smiled at Melody. "I'm the freshman Melody. Before you say anything more, back when I was younger a guy pulled out just before he came. I had a blouse on and I got his cum all over my hair, face, and chest. Since then I'm always nude to the waist, whoever the boy is." "Okay. We're here for oral sex, right?" "Right." "Jimmy says there are great reports. Let's do it." At that L'Shawn began to get his pants off. Without thinking, Melody watched L'Shawn as his jeans and jockies came off revealing an already hard, black cock tipped by a purple head, To Melody it looked like a spearhead. All he needed was some feathers below the head. "That is one nice cock, L'Shawn. I'm going to enjoy sucking you until you cum. Shall you stand and I sit?" For an answer L'Shawn moved forward until he was inches from Melody's parted lips and her tongue peeking out. "Standing," he breathed. With that the fourteen year old gave a lick or two with her tongue before beginning to take the cock into her mouth as she began to bob back and forth, slowly at first, but faster as she moved. L'Shawn groaned. "Damn. So good. So fucking good. I had six girls and a guy suck me last year. So how many guys have you sucked? Tell me after I cum, which is getting close. Melody gave "thumps up" as she pumped faster, massaging his balls as she brought him to cream. She felt his cock twitch, showing he was very close. "Bout to. Oh, shit! Cumming." He did as she swallowed three times then a waiting minute to rest before she removed her mouth, gave his slit a kiss and sat back straight. "You are something," L'Shawn said. "But how many?" "Uh, you make forty-seven, but I have to check "That's since I was eleven." "Shit. Well, I guess I might get another of yours next year." Melody smiled as she put on her bra and top. "Who knows? Anyway, I have a boy friend to meet up with in an hour. You're a nice guy with nice cum. We can sure try again." With that she closed hr backpack, gave L'Shawn a hug and was gone.

Three months later Melody lay on her bed in jeans and a flannel long sleeve shirt looking at her well hidden journal. Three months was almost fifteen weeks. After her first meeting with L'Shawn there had been two weeks where nothing happened, but on the third week she'd received two e-mails with a request to meet. After that there was enough that tonight she'd had a total of seventeen oral sessions and, in addition two requests after the blow job, to meet to get fucked, which she had accepted. Of course there was also the second meeting with Mr. Jimmy Hunter. After the blow job he'd asked about a fuck to which she'd agreed at once. "So what would you like, Melody, pussy or rosebud?" "Well, I have lube in my backpack," she'd responded."Great, get the lube." Jimmy led her to his desk. He talked gently to her during which he bent her over his desk, lubed his cock and her rosebud and entered her ass slowly and gently until he was fully inside her so he could begin driving her to three cups from her and one in her butt from him. One surprise was that of the eighteen guys, including L'Shawn, only thirteen were black and of the remaining five, four were white and one Latino. The only problem she saw was when she didn't have enough time for Tiger, Jackson, Russ, and, she had to admit, Rod. But she could work that out. She closed the journal, then returned it to its hiding spot. Just as things were back to where they should be, there was a light rap on the door. She swept back her blond hair. "Yes?" she called out. "Melody wants you in the dining room. She says to come now if dressed and five minutes most if not dressed." Melody heard Wally call, nicely, not a bellow Well, he's still on his best behavior, se thought. "Be right there," she said in an even voice. She quickly made sure the journal was in its hiding place, then left to head for the dining room, then stopped at the entrance to see her father's place vacant, as it so often was, but her mother Nancy, across from the empty seat, then Rod, Russ, her mom, Tiger, Jackson,Sybil, the black other freshman girl and Mr. Hunter. "Am I supposed to sit down," she asked, her eyes darting from one to another." "In the empty chair, Melody," Mr. Hunter said. "You are the guest of honor, so to speak." "So what's going on?" she asked. "Melody, everybody here knows you are sexually active and everybody here except for your mom, your brother and Sybil has had sex with you in one way or the other. So I want the remaining to think about what we have talked about and raise his hand for the voluntary answer. First to raise his hand is the chosen one." Without raising his hand, Ron said, "I don't think it fair to Melody for me to answer. I know my answer is wildly different from what I know Melody's situation to be." Ron looked around as Jimmy nodded agreement. "Tiger raised his hand. Well, I came after Jack and Russ, but Melody and I are in the same grade and three classes together. So, Mr Hunter - and I don't feel good about calling you `Jimmy' no matter what, so I'm the first. Let's get it over with." "Fine. Okay, Tiger, four months ago, before school started, how many times a week did you and Melody have any kind of sex?" "Uh. Normally four or five times a week counting giving me a blow job or screwing." "And now? Like last week?" "Last week, twice." "Why the difference?" Melody looked a bit sheepish. "This project takes up a lot of time. First some guy I may not know wants a blow job. But I have band rehearsal most afternoons. Then more homework than in middle school. My boy friends, Jack, and Rod live close to me. One guy didn't have a car and lived over a mile away. Sometimes his proposition was two weeks away. My time with Tiger, Russ, Jack, and Rod has gotten limited since school started." "Fine. Sybil, your turn. You are in some of the same classes as Melody. You have a boy friend. We already know you are sexually active. How often do you and your boy friend have sex? "About twice a month." "How many clients have you had?" In the last three months, six." "Have you had more?" "Not really Jimmy. There's a lot a freshman has to do. I know Melody is as smart as I am, but she sort of looks for more clients. I just let them seek me out and then decide." "But are't we supposed to find as may guys as possible?" Melody asked sadly?" "No," Jimmy said. "You are supposed to do a good job, which you do. But the most important people are the ones you like and especially the ones you love. It's fine to tell a guy that you're busy and when will he be available." "That's right, Melody. You are here to learn reading, writing, and math; to learn physical skills with others and work with others," Rod said. "You are not here to earn the Order of the Crossed Penises." With tat everybody, including Melody had a laugh. Melody got up from her char to circle around the table giving a hug and a kiss to each person at the table, even Wally. "Tell you what," Sybil said. "I'm ready for any boy under eighteen who wants to compare me to Melody. Absolutely no more than one of you a week. Okay?" "So let it be written; so let it be done," Rod intoned. "The meeting is over," Jimmy said. "I'm first, Sybil," Wally cried.

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