Gen 13: Untold Stories (Closed)

[Eazy]

His lips continued trailing along her resilient yet still very sensitive to the touch skin; kissing and nibbling a path which lead along the lower curves of her neck. The older man's breath was warm as it caressed along her flesh, before his lips came to the strap of her bra. Catching it within his teeth, the man slowly slid it along her shoulder, letting the strand fall down slightly before kissing along the area it had once concealed. As his hand furthered with its own exploration, it came as a bit of a surprise when Caitlin stiffened at the feel of his wandering fingers coming toward her warmth.

Raising his head with a show of concern and slight confusion, Lynch had halted his movements for now; not wanting to push things if she had for some reason gained second thoughts over this entire exchange, despite the growing need for release building up within his by now tented pants. Before he could speak, her own lips parted, showing some signs of struggling with getting her words out as the man waited with a patience gained by maturity and experience. His gaze met her own, watching as words took form, before she finally let out the little secret which had caused this bout of indecision.

The look on his face had shown that John was a little surprised, but perhaps not terribly. Caitlin never seemed like the type to give up her virginity so easily to any fratboy whom may come looking for a quick score at her former University. But, at the same time, it was hard to say with 'kids' these days. God, that last reflection made him feel like his old man; a thought which Lynch quickly shook off before trying to respond toward his student now turned future lover's concern.

Perhaps to her chagrin, the older man did slowly remove his hand from her jeans, but it was only to reach up and take one of her hands into his own. Holding her slender hand and fingers between his own strong grasp, John hadn't removed his gaze from Fairchild's lovely features as he held her hand while pressing a reassuring kiss onto the back of it. "Caitlin?" He began to speak, making sure this time to not fall back into treating her like a child as he addressed her on equal grounds, "If you're certain of going through with this? Of having me as your first? Then I would gladly have us share this experience together."

There were concerns, of course. Mr. Lynch knew of how teenagers or young people in general could attach themselves to their first time. But if she was willing to still go through with this, then John certainly fine with continuing. If nothing else, the Gen 13 mentor would rather her first time be with somebody like himself over someone who may only gain interest due to her physical beauty.

Before she could answer his response, however, there came a sudden knock at the door which was followed immediately by a familiar female voice, "Hey, Mr. L! You in there?"

The sudden reminder of not having locked the door in advance hit the older male along with his pupil. And while Lynch may not hold the exact same reservations about their relationship taking such an intimate turn, the mentor figure knew the rest of the team may not treat the situation with the same maturity as Caitlin had shown. Especially considering her currently topless condition, along with the rather obvious tenting within his pants.

Bending down to grab and then hand her the incriminating evidence of her top, the man instructed in an abrupt, yet surprisingly calmed voice, "Under the desk. Quickly." Waiting for her to do so, the man then heard the handle of his door beginning to turn as the voices of Roxy and Bobby began coming through. "You sure it's fine for us to just barge in here?" Asked the normally comparatively quiet Bobby Lane, while Freefall lead the charge, "Hey, we're just peaking in to see if he's-Oh, Mr. L! There you are..."

John Lynch was seated by now at the desk, as he sought to prevent anybody from walking around the desk area and possibly spot the hidden Catherine as she hide. "Roxanne. Robert." He greeted the pair, acting nonchalant without any obvious signs of what was taking place only moments earlier; least from what the intruding teens could tell from their vantage point, "What is so important that you needed to interrupt me in my office?"

"Mr. L! Anna says we can't go out to the mall until we, like, get in some VR training?" The shorter of the two teens questioned while crossing her arms and giving a slight look of annoyance over the entire deal, "C'mon, can't we do it later?!"

Trying to maintain his composure while dealing with their relatively trivial concerns, the older male took in a short breath before giving the basic response, "I'm afraid Anna is correct. You already knew your respective training session schedules well in advance. You'll have the rest of the evening free afterward."

"Ahhh, man! But Mr. Lynch, they're having a sale at the music shop today. If I don't get there soon, all of the good CD's will be sold out!" Interjected the tall blond teen, whom seemed rather frustrated over having his night plans potentially ruined or at the very least delayed.

"Then you either should have gone out sooner or gotten your training out of the way after breakfast instead of playing in the living room." The teams mentor and quasi-guardian responded in a calm manner; trying to both deal with their concerns like he normally might while simultaneously hoping to get rid of them sooner then later as the red head remained hidden beneath his desk for the time being.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

Caitlin gave a soft smile as John kissed her hand. She would have responded to his words - were it not for the abrupt interruption.

The red head jumped at the sudden noise at the door. She honestly had not considered anything beyond obtaining John’s affection – such as, she wasn’t sure if it was something that she needed keep from the rest of her team. Of course she had no want for them to know presently; she was half topless and…well. It’d probably go over better under different circumstances; like the others being told about the situation rather than walking in on it. Kat didn’t have much time to think about matters before John handed her the shirt she had lost and suggested that she hide under his desk. It was a pleasant alternative to just standing there.

Caitlin rushed to Mr. Lynch’s desk and quickly slipped herself under his work area. She could hear her teammates entering his office as John seated himself – her green eyes settled on the outline of his thick cock pressing against his pants. He wheeled his office chair forward slightly he greeted the two by name, no doubt in an attempt to better hide a couple of things. Kat had plenty of room – the man had a sizable desk – and was sitting with her legs tucked to the side, with her back nearly against the wooden panel that was the front. She literally ceased to breathe for the beginning of the conversation and remained absolutely still.

She couldn’t remove her gaze from John’s lap. As she continued to listen, it was obvious that the intrusion was not of an important nature. Caitlin reminded herself to breathe and suddenly felt restless. She shifted herself, lifting her bottom from the floor as she placed herself on her knees. She didn’t have to move far to nestle herself between John’s legs – which she did. She led with her hands, placing them on the man’s knees gently before sliding her fingers up his inner thighs. She clawed at the fabric lightly, being careful not to make too much noise. John was telling the kids that it was their own problem if they had not yet finished their VR training for the day and Kat assumed that would be the end of things…but it wasn’t.

Bobby let out a disgruntled sigh. "It's not going to take me long to get my albums - can't I just do my training as soon as I get back?"

Caitlin was busy studying the overhang of John's desk. She was ensuring that that John's lap was sufficiently out of her team members' line of sight. Once she was certain that it was, she allowed her dominant hand reach for the base of his hard length. Her fingers parted as her hand traveled up the outline of his pants and gripped as well as the clothing barrier would allow when she back-stroked. She repeated this motion as she continued to listen to the conversation, wondering if the others would hear if she unzipped Mr. Lynch's pants.

The man's voice sounded steady enough as he responded to Bobby's question with a flat denial. Caitlin could only assume that he visibly maintained his composure despite her pawing at him.

"C'mon, Mr. L," Roxy started with a tone of entitlement. "It's not fair to hold us hostage - we'll do the training stuff when we get back."

At this point, Caitlin had her face hovering John's lap. She let her lips make contact with the tip of the tenting fabric - silently kissing down his length as her hands caressed his inner thighs. Her mouth slipped open slightly as she raised herself back up his lap. She licked his shaft teasingly and found herself eager to remove the barrier of cloth between them. Her hands slid towards the waistband of his slacks, working to undo the button.

He let out a sigh that was cleverly disguised as one of displeasure. Caitlin didn't hear his response directly - something about how they could be training currently instead of arguing with him about it.

Roxy gave a "Hmph" noise before abruptly turning to leave. Kat heard her retreating footfalls, but it seemed that Bobby wasn't following her.

Caitlin assumed he would speak. He must've been giving Mr. Lynch a long unappreciative look - perhaps he had something to say but he thought better of it. After a significant pause, John asked if that was all.

"I guess," Bobby said as if he was being unfairly dismissed. He studied the old man for a few moments before turning to leave - he made it about halfway out the door before he turned to add, "Seriously, I could be back in an hour. You're being completely unreasonable."

As Kat heard Bobby on his way to the door, she dared to secure John's zipper between her teeth. She started to tug downwards slowly, careful of making its undoing an obviously recognizable noise. When Bobby began to speak, she paused only slightly before continuing.

"Close the door on the way out," Mr. Lynch responded. Bobby rolled his eyes and let out a groan as he grabbed the door knob and pulled it closed behind him. He wasn't the type to throw tantrums, so he didn't slam it - his grunt and disrespectful reaction was enough to let Mr. Lynch know that he wasn't pleased.

Caitlin grasped the waistband of Mr. Lynch's pants with both hands and began to pull them down. With the slightest lifting of his hips, she was able to remove the article - along with any undergarment - from his lap. She would move the material far enough down his legs that it wasn't in her way, likely leaving it somewhere around his ankles. She examined him visually as her hands ran back up his legs; they diverted to rub up on to his hips. She grabbed at him and pulled him forward as she leaned over his lap. She exhaled with the direct intent of causing a hot surge of air to surround his shaft. She allowed for a few moments before bringing her lips to kiss the underside of his hard cock. The teenager kissed upwards slowly as she lowered a hand to cradle his manhood - when she reached the tip, she licked at his head playfully before slipping his member into her mouth. She gripped his length with one hand around the base, holding him steady as she slowly pushed him deeper past her lips. Her first few takings were relatively shallow, considering his full length.

Caitlin could only assume that her inexperience showed. Still, she gave it a good old college try for several minutes. Eventually, she worked her hand in conjunction with the movements of her mouth - her grip seemed to tighten only slightly on the upswing of the motion.

She knew she could trust John to guide her. She removed her mouth from his cock long enough to lower herself to lick fully from base to tip. She looked up at John's face as she continued to move upwards, allowing her breasts (though still restrained by a bra) to settle on either side of his engorged manhood. She suddenly realized how wet sucking on him had made her - she gave him a small smile.

"Tell me what to do, John." she spoke just barely over a whisper.

 

[Eazy]

"Right. I let you go out for a quick mall run at your shop and then it turns into an all day event when you or Eddie decide to partake in some last minute skating tricks to impress the locals which makes you lose track of time." The older man retorted, not seeming to budge an inch on the subject before letting out a sigh while trying to rationalize his strictness, "I'm sorry, Bobby. But I've already let you kids skip out on training the day after Helmut's attack. Our time here isn't meant to be some simple vacation spent by the beach."

Shortly after having gotten that out, however, the rather studious Mr. Lynch was suddenly reminded of exactly why he'd taken his seat by the desk. His gaze tried to remain focused on the pestering teens, but the unexpected feel of those slender fingers working at the front of his pants had made for a rather troublesome distraction; even for somebody with his level of experience at focusing through bodily distractions. Granted, those training sessions normally dealt with pain, which didn't seem likely to be the case here as Caitlin's fingers worked on lowering his lips slowly.

The self entitled whining of Roxanne Spaulding had stirred his attention back to the task at hand - with the darkly clad male now seeming a little more intent on getting the pair to leave soon. "Roxanne, my word on the matter is final. Each of you knew our planned schedules for the training sessions well in advance and should have planned your daily activities properly."

His eyes narrowed slightly; not so much trying to intimidate the pair as simply showing that he wouldn't budge by means of simple pestering. This stern demeanor may have been hampered, however, by the feel of Caitlin's lips kissing a silent yet stimulating trail down his thinly covered length. At the feel of her tongue starting to teasingly lick at his throbbing growth through the barrier of clothing, John became increasingly pressed on getting them to leave the matter as it were and depart from his office.

Letting out the disguised sigh of displeasure which both masked any noises of delight which might escape and allowed him to take in a controlled breath; the team's mentor decided on finally putting his foot down further in dealing with the remaining teen following Roxy's sudden departure, "Look, if you two are in that much of a hurry, then tell the others you can begin the VR training now with Alice monitoring until I can get down there. After that's done, then you can head out for the mall until dinner time."

"I guess," Bobby said as if he was being unfairly dismissed. He studied the old man for a few moments before turning to leave - he made it about halfway out the door before he turned to add, "Seriously, I could be back in an hour. You're being completely unreasonable."

The older male's first instinct was to say something in regards to this accusation, but the sudden feel of Caitlin tugging his zipper downward had made him think otherwise about extending the conversation any further. When the zipper came down lower enough, the swollen length of Lynch's throbbing cock would threaten to pop free through that opening; save for the remaining barrier of clothing that were his underwear.

"Close the door on the way out," Mr. Lynch responded. Bobby rolled his eyes and let out a groan as he grabbed the door knob and pulled it closed behind him. He wasn't the type to throw tantrums, so he didn't slam it - his grunt and disrespectful reaction was enough to let Mr. Lynch know that he wasn't pleased.

Such concerns would need to be addressed at the later point, however, as John almost immediately leaned back enough to gaze down at the teasing young Fairchild. She was obviously intent on not giving the older male another opportunity to slip out of finishing what they started, though any fear of this would prove unwarranted as her mentor actually lifted his hips enough to allow her to tug his restrictive clothing down further. Sitting back onto the armchair, his thick, lengthy cock bobbed slightly from the movements before settling in its erect state. Shivers raced through the man's body at the feel of her hands running upward his thighs before grasping at his arousal.

His hands had remained rested on the top of the desk, before lightly grasping at the ends of it before him while soaking in that feel of her hot breath brushing along his sensitive flesh. The feel of her lips had drawn out a low groan - this time unhindered by a need for masking itself for the sake of others. The proceeding series of soft kisses sent jolts of pleasure throughout his lower body. This may have been a timid approach compared to other partners of the past, but it had its own appeal which the man found to be a surprisingly refreshing change of pace.

"Mmm... Caitlin...." He whispered softly, as if reminding himself exactly whom it was that was suddenly licking at the swollen, sensitive head of his manhood. His body shuddered slightly when she took him into her mouth, while at the same time trying to avoid the urge of reaching down and pushing her head down further onto his lap. Oh, there would be time for such indulgences later. But for now, as she tested his length by taking him in at a steady, slower pace, the more experienced of the two decided on a less primal approach for the time being.

As she took him out of those soft lips - getting in a few parting, yet full licks at the man's length - John Lynch gazed down with an intense, while at the same time barely restrained expression of desire for the teen. He wanted her more then any other woman in years. It was a desire she would likely get the general idea of just by taking in the way he looked at her with that strong chest of his rising and falling slightly every intake of air.

Still, for now, he restrained himself, as the man slowly lowered a hand to lightly stroke at the side of the red heads cheek in an adoring manner. At her question, there were obviously a myriad of possibilities presented toward the man. However, as her ample chest pressed into his throbbing length through the thin layer of her bra, John knew what he wanted to do next as he gave her a sly, yet (oddly enough) also reassuring smile.

"You're doing wonderfully, Caitlin. Both for your first time and in general." He told the beautiful red head before lowering his hands toward her shoulders; slowly inching down the straps of her bra over one shoulder and then the other while instructing, "I'd like for you to continue along the lines of what you're doing for now. But I'd also like it if you were to take this off and start using your breasts in addition to your lips and hand."

Letting the straps hang loosely over her shoulders, the older male gave a confident little half-smile toward the leader of his young group of heroes before asking, "Do you think you could do that for me, Caitlin? And then we can move onto taking care of your own needs more directly." As he awaited a response, John then moved his right hand toward the head of his manhood; scooping up a drop of the newly formed precum onto his finger before presenting it to her lips to taste it off of his extended digit.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

Caitlin basked in John's gaze as he spoke - the tender stroke of his hand over her cheek paled in comparison to the intense lust she saw in his expression. The affectionate gesture was not lost on her, nor were his complements; but her excitement largely stemmed from something more primal than that. With his thick member pressed between her breasts, it didn't take much for the girl to imagine it throbbing between her legs. She felt a rush of warmth as she imagined his cock pressing against her opening, threatening to violate her innocence.

The girl listened as her mentor told her what he'd like her to do. His instructions were supplemented by movements of his hands, which worked to remove the straps of her bra from her shoulders. The man gave her a small smile and asked if she was willing to do what he asked of her. She was agreeable even before he added the part about pleasing her afterwards - she had no reason to doubt that he would. She also found herself eager to continue playing with John's magnificent piece. Her eyes followed John's hand as it reached to the head of his cock; the tip of a finger gathered his precum. The hand was lifted and brought towards Kat's face, a single finger extended.

The girl gave Mr. Lynch a broad smile before responding to his question. "I can do that. But only if you promise to fuck me like you mean it."

Caitlin leaned forward slightly as her lips wrapped around John's finger. Her tongue lapped up the sample of his seed before she forcibly took the length of his digit in her mouth. She continued to suck on his finger rather roughly as her hands reached back to unfasten her bra. She continued assaulting his finger in a suggestive fashion until she had removed her garment completely - she let the cupped fabric fall carelessly under the man's desk. She released the flesh from her mouth as her attention turned back to Mr. Lynch's wanting cock.

She allowed her naked breasts to settle on either side of the rigid member. She lifted herself slightly, dragging the soft flesh lightly over his lap. After a couple of passes, she used her hands to press her breasts together around his thick length. She continued the motioning of her body, allowing his head to break through the tops of her breasts before pulling it back down. She could feel the contours of his cock as it pressed against the insides of her mounds - she again imagined how it would feel inside of her.

Kat began to press him farther up her chest. The size of her breasts made it possible for her to press her soft flesh against the base of his cock while her mouth stimulated his head. She licked at him at first - and when she took him passed her lips, the involvement of her chest limited her to the first few inches of his manhood. She continued to rock her entire body over his - eventually, she shifted her position so that she could take him deeper into her mouth while still pressing her flesh against him - it was only a matter of using a different part of her breasts.

She would, of course, take a great amount of pride to any noises she inspired him to make - and any bucking of his hips would be met with a renewed zeal. Kat would hungrily devour his entire length rather suddenly, pushing him into her throat with an unexpected amount of force and speed. Her hands dropped from their positions on her chest and rested on the man's thighs as she continued to work the man's cock from base to tip with repeatedly enthusiastic thrusts of her face.

 

[Eazy]

The older male gave an amused smirk at the team leader's response toward his question before letting out a brief chuckle before promising, "Trust me, Caitlin. You won't need to worry about my coming through on that end."

Mr. Lynch was initially uncertain of how Caitlin may respond toward his offered digit, yet felt that anticipation growing when she did lean forward slightly in order to accept it. A shiver raced along his body as the red head lapped at the sampling of his cum; her tongue managing to hit a slight erogenous zone for the former Team 7 leader before she took the length of it into her mouth. The suggestive manner in which she suckled at the digit wasn't lost on John, whom enjoyed the added visual stimulation which had almost distracted him completely away of her hands efforts at removing the remaining layer of upper body clothing.

The absence of her mouth was almost immediately missed, as the man momentarily glanced upon the now glistening length of his extended finger prior to returning his focus toward where it truly mattered now. It was curious, in a sense, to see how Caitlin was able to adjust with her desires while overcoming any uncertainties she held in the past about her altered physical appearance and strength. Not to mention her endurance, which Lynch allowed a sly smile to peak upon his roguish features at the idea of personally testing out in due time.

His eyes were peeled upon her ample breasts as they settled on either side of his throbbing manhood. The gen-factor had indeed been kind to the young Fairchild, Lynch noted as the sight and feel of them dragging over his lap prior to her pressing them together had already drawn out a low sigh. His own hands had rested upon the armrests of his chair for the moment, gazing down at the teenager as she began to press him farther up her chest with the steady motions of her upper body. He could see the head of his member, throbbing and glistening with precum, as light amounts of his seed began to leave glistening streaks within her ample cleavage during the repeated motions.

"Mmm.... Caitlin...." The man moaned out softly when she resumed stimulating the head with her mouth; almost seeming as if he wished to add something more before a jolt of pleasure caused him to shift within his chair. She was rewarded for her successful attempts at stimulation with a steadier output of his essence which she would taste upon her tongue during any lapping motions against the swollen tip.

"Yes....just like that...." He managed to let out in encouragement of the inexperienced young woman's attempts at pleasing her older partner. The shivers of pleasure were frequent, with Lynch's chest pounding lightly due to his building lust as Caitlin grew more confident and forceful with her attempts at pleasuring her mentor. His back arched when she took him deeply into her throat with a large amount of speed and force, before letting his head rolled back slightly as he let out an audible (if partially stifled to avoid drawing attention) groan from deep within the man's throat.

John's fingers gripped at the chairs arms, feeling his lower body starting to move against Caitlin's upper body; thrusting slightly within her full breasts and into her suckling mouth as her hands worked at the shaft. His head lowered to meet her eyes once more. Gazing into those beautiful green tinted orbs, the darkly clad male knew he wouldn't be able to last for long at the rate they were going. So tempted was the older gen-active to allow himself to release inside of her mouth and all over her chest. In his younger years, he may have given into those desires. For now, however, he had other plans in mind for his star pupil.

"Wait, Caitlin....stop...." He managed to groan out and then lowered a hand to lightly press it onto the top of her head as a further gesture to stop; waiting for her to give enough of a pause for him to collect his thoughts before admitting with an amused chuckle, "You keep that up at this pace and I may not be able to completely fulfill my part of the deal."

Lowering his hand to lightly caress at the woman's soft cheek when she did as asked of her, Mr. Lynch then pushed his chair back slowly to give her enough room to stand from her partially hidden position. Standing himself, John wasted little time in grasping her lightly, yet firmly by the chin while leaning forward to claim her lips in another embrace. Tasting the traces of himself on her soft lips, his lower body pressed forward enough to brush the sensitive head of his cock within the red head's inner thighs prior to suddenly relaxing the grip.

"Remove the last of your clothing and get on the desk. Now." The young superheroine's mentor instructed; his voice slightly labored with the intensity of his desire, while more so maintaining that tone of calm confidence as he awaited for her to follow the order.

Watching with invested interest as the Amazonian female removed those last pieces of clothing before presenting herself on the desk, Lynch himself had reached down to grasp at his dark sweater and pull it over his head. Removing the similarly colored shirt beneath it, Caitlin was now able to see exactly how well the older male had managed to keep himself in shape over the past years. While perhaps not at the peak of his physical perfection due to a combination of age and the large amount of paperwork related to his past position within I.O., there was hardly any sign of sag on that trimmed physique; with the only real signs of blemishes being the occasional trace of long faded scars due to decades of combat.

The older male then gave his undivided attention to the sensual young woman positioned on the edge of his desk in all of her glory. She truly was a beautiful piece of work. Even in his younger days it would prove rare for him to find anybody capable of matching her beauty or intelligence; let alone having such a stellar combination of the respective traits. Crouching down slightly, his hands moved toward her thighs; lightly grasping them and allowing for his rough fingers to caress along her tender flesh. Inching his way closer to further shorten the brief gap between them, John let his gaze linger over her full figure while those exploring hands began to further part the teens thighs; allowing for his digits to begin brushing along the glistening folds of her sex.

"Are you sure you're ready for this, Caitlin?" He questioned; partially concerned for any last minute change of thoughts, while mostly attempting to tease at the notion of stopping even while his rough yet talented fingers began a subtle game of stimulating her lower lips.

They brushed along the vertical line of her virgin folds - pressing into her slightly, without putting quite enough effort behind those prodding efforts to actually penetrate the teen at first. This changed after a brief moment, however, as John's fingers did begin to lightly part them with the digits of one hand as his free one slipped forward. The second set of fingers teased the red head further by pressing only the tips of two fingers into the teens tender opening; not quite giving into fully penetrating her with them as they instead dragged and rubbed around her entrance using slow, almost circular motions while continually collecting her flowing arousal onto those invading digits.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

Caitlin was surprised when John instructed her to stop. She felt a hand settle on the back of her head as she slowed her pace - she lifted herself slightly, allowing her mouth to return to the tip of the man's hardened length. She couldn't resist lapping at his seed before removing herself entirely. His confession thrilled her. To think that she might've been able to get him off in such a fashion was somehow validating for the woman - it had been her first attempt in such an ordeal, after all.

He caressed her cheek before sliding his chair backwards. Caitlin took it as an indication that she should crawl out from underneath his desk - she gathered her feet beneath her, and slowly rose to a standing position. Mr. Lynch joined her, taking her chin in hand with an insistent, yet gentle, grip. She felt his lips press against her own and she briefly closed her eyes so as to better focus on the sensation. John brought the rest of his body forward, and Kat was keenly aware of his cock pressing between her thighs. Just as the woman desired that her flesh be uncovered, her mentor released her chin and pulled back from her.

"Remove the last of your clothing and get on the desk. Now."

Caitlin couldn't help but gain a stupid grin on her face. "Yes, sir," she responded teasingly. She glanced downwards as her fingers worked to unfasten her jeans. The young woman looked back up after the button and zipper were out of the way - she swayed her hips slightly as she slowly pulled the fabric downwards. Once removed, she slipped her thumbs under the waistband of her underwear. She hesitated - not for some uncertainty, more so in an attempt to make John wait for it. She watched him watch her and gave a mischievous smile.

The man removed his shirts. Caitlin allowed her eyes to explore his naked form as she slowly slid her panties down her thighs. She sat on the edge of Mr. Lynch's desk so that she could raise her legs to remove the garment rather than bending over. Gaining the garment in hand, the young woman considered them only briefly before reaching down to open one of the desk's drawers - she dropped her white lace panties within before pressing the drawer back to its former position. She knew the fabric would be drenched with her juices; she could feel the chill caused by wetness being exposed to open air between her legs.

Despite her want to be shameless, Kat couldn't find it in herself to spread her legs more than a few inches from each other. John no doubt had a good glimpse of her sex, coupled with the knowledge of the girl's trimming habits (what hair was left was styled into a landing strip) - she leaned back slightly, holding herself on her arms. She did this, more or less, to keep herself from suddenly becoming overly modest. Which was well, as John took his time soaking in her visual form.

He approached and Kat responded to his touch on her inner thighs with a slight shiver. She didn't resist as he pushed her limbs apart from each other - her attention was focused on the feel of his rough hands trailing along her soft flesh. His fingertips lightly teased her lips as he asked if she was sure that she was ready for this.

Caitlin's face was already flushed with arousal. Had it not been, it would have quickly become so at this moment. She nearly feared that the man would find some reason to stop. "I'm ready, John," she responded quickly. "Please...please don't stop," she begged.

She gasped as she felt his fingers press against her opening - she nearly pressed her hips forward to encourage him. Her position on the edge of the desk, however, allowed her very little room to be moving forward without the complete loss of her perch. He continued to tease her, pushing her lips apart with one hand. A short rush caused the young woman to tremble - and she nearly felt light-headed as the sensation of his fingertips upon her exposed sex became apparent. She could feel his digits gathering her juices as they moved teasingly over her opening.

A moan escaped her lips in the form of a ragged gasp. "John..." she whispered lustfully. "John, I want to feel you inside of me..."

 

[Eazy]

Her continued modesty and lingering reluctance of fully letting go of those first time jitters hadn't gone unnoticed by the more experience of the two lovers. There was a moment or two where John may have questioned his decision on moving forward with their foreplay and seemingly inevitable joining. They were brief, however, as the older male carefully teased and pleasured the teen with those movements of his fingers to further draw out her inner desires. They both wanted what was to happen. Little point in either of them getting cold feet now.

As her sudden response came out, John Lynch couldn't help by give a knowing smile at the red head; tilting his head slightly as if almost questioning her sincerity even while working those invading digits pressed deeper into her sex. A simple glance between her parted thighs would reveal the light puddle which had formed there - only briefly making the man grateful for his water resistance coated desk, before pulling his hand away slowly while being certain of getting in a few parting passes of those digits along her slit.

Ignoring any signs of protest she may have at their absence, Mr. Lynch had since moved that same hand to grasp at his length; slowly spreading his star pupil's arousal along the length of his cock to further add to its by now drying lubrication. Gazing into those big green eyes of hers, John steadily stroked himself all the while as he spoke in a hushed yet certain tone, "No turning back. And no regrets."

With those simple words, the former older gen-active moved his hands toward Caitlin's legs; grasping at her knees while slowly parting them further in preparation of receiving him. Not that he could exactly force them open further if she didn't want this, but the act worked at further affirming his own control and extended request of trust toward the young heroine to do as instructed. When she did as gestured, the tall, mature male move in between those longs legs of hers. Her ample breasts would lightly brush against his strong chest which was decorated with a light dressing of dark and grayed hair.

Fairchild's warmth almost seemed to radiate against John's crotch as his hands moved down to adjust and press the thick head of his arousal into her partially spread lips from moments earlier. Any further adjustments were made from there, before of his arms had slipped itself around her slender waist to both embrace and assure the inexperienced teen of what would come next. Letting her feel that throbbing tip pressed into her virgin sex for a lingering moment in time, the older male gazed into those soft eyes of hers, while slowly pressing his hips forward.

Her tightness was noted, as the former Team 7 leader let out a low groan while feeling her inner walls squeezing around him as that first two inches made their way inside. How much of this was due to her being a virgin and how much was a result of her gen-active was uncertain. All which really mattered, however, was for her body to be receptive of what would come from here as his hips settled for a few seconds to allow her a moment of adjustment. Almost studying her expression, even as his own features were surely wrecked with those of passion and lust, John Lynch then pulled his hips back only halfway, before pressing onward once more. This action repeated itself several times.

Allowing her body to adjust to his size, his body moved to and fro slowly, until finally reaching her virgin barrier. Giving her an understanding glance, John had again briefly considered the possibility of stopping. After this, it would be too late for them to go back. Their relationship was already forever altered, of course, but this was that last tabooed barrier lingering between them. Leaning closer, his eyes locked onto her own lovely young features, Mr. Lynch wrapped both arms around her waist now to both assure and brace her for what would come next.

Without words, the older male gave her a look which said to trust him on handling what was often a painful first experience for women, as he then pulled his hips away slowly before giving a strong thrust forward. Superhumanly durable as her body may be, it was with only a tad more force then normally required that John Lynch was able to break through that thin virgin wall. His fingers clutched at her slender back - almost clawing to an extent, while feeling himself entering her deeper then he'd managed up to this point. However, his hips halted shortly after breaking through this barrier, as Lynch both wanted to make sure she adjusted properly to the new experience and to make sure neither of them grew too loud so quickly.

Glancing briefly at the door of his office, the team mentor reflected for a moment on how he should have taken the time to lock the thing, but brushed it aside as there didn't seem to be anybody running the risk of spying on them thus far. Instead, his attention returned the young red head in his arms, as the tall male held tightly onto Caitlin while asking with a hushed, slightly strained voice, "Are you still with me, Caitlin?" Wanting to make certain she was prepared for them to move onward, the scar faced man did begin to slowly move his lower body again; steadily rocking his hips to build a soothing, pleasurable momentum to help ease away the lingering pain she may feel in order for it to be replaced with a more agreeable sensation for the both of them.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

The red headed teenager stifled a moan as she felt John's strong fingers push into her. The smile on her mentor's face made it slightly less embarrassing when the man cast his eyes towards her exposed and dripping sex - his sight didn't linger long, and Caitlin could hardly be too concerned considering the pleasure she was deriving at his hand.

His thick fingers withdrew from her opening and the girl felt a rush of wanting as he passingly brushed along her slit. She nearly worried as he removed his hand and her green eyes followed the retreating appendage. She gave a relieved smile when her gaze was led to John's rigid manhood - his hand curled around his substantial shaft and he began to slowly stroke himself, the passing of his hand leaving his cock with a glistening sheen from Caitlin's juices. His words assured her even further that he had no intention of restraining his desire at this point and the girl lifted her face slightly to look up to his eyes in response.

Her agreement to the terms came in the form of easily parted legs. His hands scarcely needed to apply pressure to her inner knees to encourage them to widen the distance between. John rewarded her, moving his body in close to hers. She could feel her hardened nipples dragging over his chest with her inhalations of breath. Caitlin immediately wrapped her arms around his shoulders and let out a soft, whoreish whimper as she felt him positioning the head of his shaft at her lips. The short pause before he pushed himself forward was met by encouraging kisses along the man's collarbone. One of his arms fell around her waist as the pressure of their meeting increased.

Caitlin allowed her head to fall back slightly as she felt his thickness entering her. She unintentionally tensed, expecting a sharp pain as described by other women on the topic of losing one's virginity. It was not at all how Kat would describe the initial sensation - John's continued swallow prodding allowed her to relax within mere moments. Although she wouldn't claim that there was a complete lack of discomfort, the feel of her pussy stretching to accommodate his cock was a pleasant torment. Her expression would show that she was reveling in his attentions.

Mr. Lynch gradually buried himself deeper inside of his young student, only hesitating when finding himself about to cross the threshold of a true deflowering. Kat watched the man's face as he wrapped his other arm around her waist, not entirely understanding the pause in his actions. He gave her a reassuring look and it was then that she knew.

The women that had spoke of the aforementioned pain weren't lying to protect innocent girl's virtue. John pulled back before giving a thrust forceful enough to break through Kat's virgin barrier. The girl couldn't repress the small cry that passed her lips - her finger's curled lightly into John's flesh and she felt him slow to a halt shortly after.

She noticed the man glance towards the door and she wondered if she had been louder than she first realized. The sudden worry had taken a great amount of attention off of the pain; which, truly, had been at least as sharp as the warnings foretold. Kat could feel a heat coursing through her body as she recovered from the shock - and as John's eyes returned to hold hers, the pain had somehow transformed into something different than an infliction of a wound. She found herself suddenly desiring more.

"Are you still with me, Caitlin?" he asked.

Her first attempt to respond came out as little more than quiet moaning - John had started to gently rock his length within her again; Kat was aware of her muscles grasping at his cock as he did so. "Ooh, John..." she choked out after several moments. "Yes. I--" she interrupted herself with a short moan. "I'm yours." Her heels pressed lightly against the small of his back, encouraging him to enter her at his deepest. She reached a hand to the back of his head, against grasping his hair possessively. She pulled his face towards hers and gave him a short open mouthed kiss before continuing, "Don't hold back, John. I want you to take me."

Caitlin didn't try to rationalize her primal instincts. John's first full thrust was met with a playful bite at his throat as she continued to hold him with an aggressive grip. The sweet pain of his cock forcing itself between her vaginal walls caused for continued vocalization with each deep penetration. She tried to restrain herself but found the attempts unfruitful. She muffled herself slightly by taking John's mouth with hers - the moans vibrated from her throat but would likely be quieter on the other side of Mr. Lynch's office door.

 

[Eazy]

A low groan escaped from the older male's lips at the feeling of Caitlin's muscles grasping around the length of him while rocking his hips back and forth between her powerful legs. A part of him had wished to take this faster, harder, after the days and weeks of growing admiration and attraction toward the beautiful teen prodigy. She was in many ways a perfect representation of what he wished for in a partner. Moving his lower body a little faster now, a little harder, John Lynch knew, even if this remained as little else then a mutual no-strings indulgence of their attractions to another, that it would be an experience in which he intended for the both of them to relish afterward.

"I'm yours."

At those words, John couldn't keep himself from giving the eager teenager a rather content, yet devilish smile as he responded with assurance and slight possessiveness, "Yes, Caitlin. That you are."

At the feel of her heels pressing along the small of his back, along with her hands reaching to the back of his hair, the standing partner knew his young lover was intent on being taken like a real woman and not some child as he tended to treat the others. Accepting of the open mouthed embrace, his own hands clutching a little tighter, lightly running his fingernails along the contours of her slender back, as the more experienced male had found himself slightly taken by surprise at the show of aggression. Surprised, yet delighted, as Lynch returned the brief kiss in full until they parted lips once more in order for her to give those final words in which he was searching out.

She wanted him to take her. A simple and effective way of putting what they both desired, as the man's hips slowly pulled away until only the tip remained; holding this position for a fleeting moment which may have seemed an eternity, before thrusting forward with a full, unhindered slamming of his lower body. Listening for and soaking in any sounds she may have uttered, John's teeth clenched ever so slightly as his aggressive side showed itself further. Again, his hips would pull away before slamming forward with full force. The impact was enough to be heard with a sound of wet flesh smacking together followed by their respective utterances of pleasure.

Tilting his head slightly as his lower body continued at t his steady, building momentum; the teen's mentor would give a teasing nip of his own at the corner of her ear in 'payback' for the one of his neck. The light bristle of his facial hair could be felt lightly rubbing along her comparatively smoother cheeks and jaw-line as he tugged playfully at her ear before releasing. His warm breath could be felt tickling around her skin in short caresses as his breathing grew labored with the increasing pace of their lovemaking; the sound of their bodies joining growing louder and more frequent while taking her on the desk.

As their voices raised, Caitlin made the wise choice of claiming his mouth with her own to muffle several cries of passion. His own sounds were relatively restrained in comparison but were indeed starting to rise in their own deeper pitch. Those growing grunts and groans were captured within her lips while his hips continued in building up their steady rhythm. His fingers were firmly dug into her back by now - applying enough pressure to be felt even through everything else they were experiencing due to the mounting pleasure being drawn through their joined hips. Slowly, they raked down along the small of her back, almost as if trying to grasp onto something to steady himself from releasing too quickly even as those strong arms held her tightly in return.

Repeatedly, their bodies would sway in those rhythmic motions along the corner of the desk as her legs held him firmly to her while John would piston the length of that thick cock of his into her tight orifice. Those slow and steady movements had indeed remained steady in their pacing, while since finding themselves gaining an increasing speed which both of them felt in spades as Caitlin's once virgin body began to feel itself stretch out further around her older partner's length and girth. While many other physical aspects of Mr. Lynch may no longer match what they were in his prime, this indeed appeared to be one area where the sly old bastard hadn't lost a step as he made certain the young Fairchild felt every inch of his arousal with each powerful thrust.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

John's voice - something in the rich depth or the tone in which he agreed to possessing her - struck an invisible chord within Caitlin. Sure, she had felt lust before, but nothing that remotely compared to her current level of desire. She wasn't prepared for it.

Whereas she had heard that most didn't enjoy their first time, Kat had expected some disappointment. But with John's first full thrust - supplemented by an over eagerness on Kat's part, due to his pause beforehand with only his tip within her - the girl was blissfully surprised to find the ache of his thick cock's intrusion invigorating. She could feel her vaginal walls grasping at his length as he pulled back and found that she had been impassioned enough to bite her lover; perhaps she had subconsciously tried to muffle the thrilled cry that followed the discovery that she craved the sweet pain of his hard drilling. Though too lost to shear pleasure to actively wonder if the "don't bite your friends" rule applied to this situation, she was reassured and pleased when John nipped at her ear. The rub of his stubble against her face reinforced Mr. Lynch as an image of stunning manliness. Even the sound and feel of his breath became of source of excitement for the girl.

It wasn't long before she found herself taking John's mouth with hers. Caitlin hadn't expected that she would have such difficulty keeping herself quiet - and it was around the time she worried that someone would hear them that she employed this tactic. Her concern in the matter was quickly deteriorating, though. As John's grip on her back trailed down the small of her back, she arched and pressed her breasts tightly against his chest. She broke from the kiss and allowed a shamefully loud moan to escape from her throat.

Her words came hushed, though they were a far cry from a whisper. "You feel so good... Oh god, John!" She made an obvious attempt to resist losing control of herself, digging her nails into the man's back and scalp. A low growl emitted from her throat and she took flesh from John's chest in to her mouth. She sucked hard and would no doubt leave a mark.

After several moments, the girl couldn't handle herself. Her head fell back slightly and she let out a sharp cry. "John! I think I'm--" she started.

Rather than finish her words, though, the girl devoted her attention to within. She could feel a sudden rush of her hot juices spilling over John's cock - his continued thrusts would allow for a gradual warming over his entire shaft. She trembled uncontrollably and gave to shallow panting, grasping at the man as tightly as before. Her vision seemed to fog and only thing that existed at that precise moment was them.

 

[Eazy]

As she broke away of their kiss, John had kept his head near her own to feel those short, strained breaths which escaped those lips of hers along with her hushed cries of pleasure. The feel of her nails digging into the taut muscles of his back along with his head had caused his own back to arch into her during the following thrust; inadvertently finding a slight adjustment which drew out greater pleasure for the male as he bit at his lower lip in an attempt at stifling the resulting groan. This didn't keep him from repeating the motion, however, as the older male continued to thrust those strong, unrelenting hips of his into the teenager's body while they fucked like a pair of young lovers upon his desk.

His legs were starting to bump into the corner of the desk enough to where the contents of it were either falling off the surface or could be heard shifting about slightly within the drawers with every slamming motion behind them. The feel of her lips upon his chest as she suddenly took a portion of the flesh there into and suckled at it hard had drawn out a low groan before giving a small smirk of approval at the teenager. Caitlin certainly had a wilder side behind her generally more business first exterior, which John was finding ways of drawing out with every passing moment in which they were joined through the throws of an intense and ever mounting rapture.

Noticing her head fall back slightly, followed by a sharp cry on her part, it didn't take long for John to recognize the signs of what was approaching. Her stifled attempts at warning the more experienced male were concluded within his own mind. Lynch's body began to put everything left into these final moments as Caitlin's body began to let out those first signs of her impending climax. "Cum for me, Caitlin! I want to experience your release...." He breathed out in a comparatively controlled, yet very much strained tone of voice as he gazed down at the young woman in his arms.

The sights and sounds of her climax had urged him further in his attempts at thrusting into her harder while they rode this out - making him forget entirely about any need for silence on the chance of any others passing by the office. As the former operative felt her warm fluids spilling out over the length of his pistoning cock and down his inner thighs, there was indeed nobody else in this world but them. No Ivana. No I.O. Not even a Gen13. For these fleeting moments, the only thing which mattered, which existed for them, was one John Lynch and Caitlin Fairchild. It was with this in mind, that John let go of his own already fragile semblance of control in order to enjoy his own release with the beautiful teenager before him.

There were no words of warning uttered on his behalf before he finally released everything which had been building within him since earlier that day. Only a sudden, if subtle tensing of the muscles which could perhaps be felt by the hands and legs around his back, along with the less then subtle way in which John's own hands began to grasp at and dig into the small of Fairchild's back while anchoring himself to her. Following these split second signs was the actual climax itself, as John's back almost violently arched with a powerful thrust - pushing every inch of that thick, full cock into Caitlin's willing body as it suddenly erupted and let spill the warm fluids of his release.

"Oh God...." He managed to utter out with a strained growl; lowering his head enough to press it onto Caitlin's shoulder where his teeth began to dig into her flesh in an attempt to stifle any further noises. The older male's hips would buck and thrash within her parted legs repeatedly still while letting further torrents of his hot cum spill out into her sex. His teeth dug into her shoulder with enough pressure to insure a bite mark to be left in its wake, as John continued slamming into the young heroine; applying enough force to where the desk had perhaps ended up moving a few inches beneath them.

Perhaps then it was fortunate that those bucking hips began to slow, letting them ride out their shared climax while still easing himself in and out of her tight grasp; feeling their mixed sexual fluids flowing downward along the man's inner thighs. In the back of his mind, John reflected briefly on grateful he was for pushing aside any needed paperwork from the desk before beginning. Funny how such random thoughts may enter your mind in the aftermath of an amazing act of intimacy such as this. A brief smile touched upon his rugged features at this brief musing after removing his teeth from her shoulder; taking a moment to kiss upon the temporary dent left in his wake, before pulling back enough to meet Caitlin's gaze while continuing to hold her close.

"My only regret?" He began to speak, taking a moment to catch his breath and perhaps leaving her question what may be regretful of what they had done, before easing such fears as he finished with a sly smile, "Is that we didn't give into this so much sooner...." Giving a slight chuckle, one of his hands had let go of her back to raise up and lightly stroke at her cheek before leaning forward to claim her lips with another kiss. Feeling himself having softened while still nestled inside of her, Lynch knew they would have to end this very soon, yet wished to let this fleeting moment before that linger on just a little longer.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

The young woman's orgasm was mind shattering - reality melted momentarily and Caitlin practically screamed her pleasure. John continued to thrust himself hard and deep between her thighs; the girl felt a supreme levity as her only awareness was of her contracting muscles milking John's length for his seed. Just as the girl thought she was beginning to recover her sanity, she felt her lover's body tense slightly and immediately lost herself all over again.

Caitlin was surprised by the sensation of John's hot cum filling her sex. She experienced a rush like never before - she cried out his name just as she felt his teeth sinking into her shoulder. She clawed at the man's back and howled her approval.

She began to regain coherent thought as Mr. Lynch slowed his thrusts. Her emerald eyes studied the older man as he withdrew his mouth from her flesh - she admired his brief smile before he kissed the mark he had left on her shoulder. As the man pulled himself back, his gaze met hers. Caitlin gave a soft smile. It nearly melted when John introduced the word "regret" to a new conversation. He paused just long enough for the girl's expression to show some concern in the matter - his eventual continuation of the statement quickly relieved any worry. Kat giggled and insisted that, "I tried. I'm afraid you'll have to burden our slow start." She accepted his kiss happily before continuing. "I imagine we can make up for lost time, though."

Reality, however, was quickly re-materializing. Even the passing mention of time inspired Caitlin to glance at a clock. Kat was honestly quite startled by the reading, though she tried not to fully show it. Her expression only conveyed slight surprise and she commented, "Well. As much as I'd love to hang around in get in your way all day... I suppose we both have things to do." Kat wasn't entirely sure if she was glad or disappointed that her and Mr. Lynch had happened to have their first time midday, in his office. Had it been evening, and in either of their rooms, Caitlin had no doubt that she would expect them to spend the night together. In their current situation, though, Kat found no reason to over-analyze. It would be a shame to ruin the moment with tiresome labeling of their relationship, anyway. The young woman ran her hands over John's strong chest and she took several moments to appreciate his form. When her eyes returned to his, she gave him small grin. "You're amazing, John." She leaned forward to kiss him open mouthed while wrapping her arms around his shoulders and neck.

She embraced him longer than she had originally intended. Just before breaking their kiss, Kat unwrapped her legs from the man's waist and allowed her arms to relinquish their grasp - she waited for him to pull out before slipping off of the edge of his desk. She immediately felt their mixed sexual fluids dripping down her inner thighs. The young woman stood and underestimated the jelly-like state of her legs; she faltered only briefly, having the strength to support herself once she realized that she needed to devote extra attention to such things. She blushed lightly and gave John an additional smile before going about to collect her clothing.

It was then that Kat realized how loud she had been during their passionate sex and she wondered how many of their housemates had over heard. She found herself less concerned than she had been about the whole ordeal previously - she didn't feel any shame for having slept with him, but she wasn't certain that he felt the same way about it as she did. For now, she'd simply assume that they were attempting to remain under the radar of the household. Certainly, they wouldn't have any reason not to. The others had no need to know.

As the young woman dressed, she watched Mr. Lynch contently. She had to restrain herself from spewing compliments; she wasn't entirely sure if what she felt for him was love or lust. In either case, she intended to indulge in his company as often as possible without making a total fool of herself. There was absolutely no reason to promote emotional attachment to John Lynch - Caitlin couldn't expect anything long term from someone her father's age.

Enjoy him while you can, she reminded herself. But never expect it to last.

Kat approached John as she put on the last article of her clothing and gave him an impassioned kiss. She'd at least be worth remembering, once their time together was over. "So...I'll see you tonight?"

*****

Roughly an hour later, Caitlin found herself with the intention of logging some VR training time. As she arrived in the gear-filled room, most of her comrades were in the process of unsuiting.

"There you are, Kat!" Roxy greeted her excitedly. "We're going to the mall - finally - you want to come with us?"

"I would but..." Caitlin motioned with her hand towards the equipment. "I still need to train."

"Mr. Lynch doesn't have any authority to--" Bobby started.

"We'll say you trained with us!" Roxy offered.

"Yeah, fuck Mr. L! He wouldn't know," added Grunge.

Caitlin watched her teammates with a dumbfounded expression. "I...uh..."

It was then that Rainmaker entered the room. "Come on, guys - don't talk my training partner into skipping out on me."

Kat turned slightly to glance at the other woman, giving her a nervous smile. "Yeah..." she looked back at the others. "Go ahead without us. I guess we just have to miss out for being slackers."

"I thought I'd never see the day that we finished our daily tasks before Kat," Grunge said to Roxy. The girl nodded and crossed her arms over her chest. "What have you been doing all day, anyway? Don't tell me you managed to leave the house without the rest of us."

"She's been in Mr. Lynch's office," Sarah offered.

Caitlin tried not to react to that. She could feel her team member's eyes on her and she couldn't do anything but agree. "Yeah." She didn't go into any explanation - she assumed we were having a meeting, not having sex would be a horribly transparent response.

The others seemed to assume it wasn't abnormal for their team leader to have private meetings the group's mentor and no one asked any further about it. After several minutes of idle banter, those who didn't know that Kat had slept with John left the room.

Sarah and Caitlin were just finishing putting on the VR equipment. "How did you know?" Kat couldn't help but ask.

"How could I not?" she responded with a knowing smile. "I was in the living room when I heard it, so I imagine that Anna knows what's going on, too."

Caitlin wasn't quite sure how to respond to that. Sure, Anna was an android - but she acted like the team's mother. Kat wondered if the situation would warrant the 'woman' having a discussion of events with Mr. Lynch. Kat could only hope Anna would over look what was going on rather than try to guilt John about having an affair with one of the children. Kat didn't want it to end - not yet.

"So..." Sarah spoke, pursing her lips for a moment. "This thing between you two. Is it serious?"

"No," Kat responded almost defensively. "I mean...we're just having fun."

"I see." Sarah smiled and slid the VR helmet over her head. Kat followed the motion and soon focused on an artificial image of Rainmaker. "...You know," Sarah continued, "my offer still stands if you're interested."

"I..." Caitlin thought for a moment before changing her tactic. "Thanks...but I...I think I'm good for now."

Rainmaker laughed gently. "That's fine. Just keep me in mind if you ever need a little extra in bed with John. I'm sure he'd love that."

"I'm sure he would," Caitlin had to concede. Before she had too much time to fully consider the whole ordeal, she found that she wasn't resentful of the thought of sharing John with Sarah, nor was she disgusted by the thought of all of them together. It was somehow easier for the woman to consider laying with another female with John's involvement.

The VR program was set to kick their asses, so the two women had little time to discuss the matter further. At the end of the training period, Caitlin expressed to Sarah that they "worked well together" before she left. Kat would continue her training outside, meditating and stretching and whatnot.

Sarah used the opportunity to go visit Mr. John Lynch. She knocked on his door and awaited an invitation to enter. Once that was gained, she strolled in leisurely. The man regarded her as he always did - with the utmost seriousness. He greeted her and asked what she needed.

"Would you be opposed to having a threesome?" she asked blatantly. "I'm fairly certain I can talk Caitlin into allowing me to join you two, granted such an arraignment is agreeable to you."

 

[Eazy]

The older male gave an amused chuckle at her staying the burden was his own to bare for taking so long to reach this point in their new relationship of sorts. That amused expression continued for a bit, while at the same time not masking the serious intent behind his following words as he assured her, "Indeed. We'll have plenty of other opportunities down the line. After all, there's only so much one can do to unwind themselves after training or the occasional successful mission."

His eyes followed Caitlin's own as they glanced toward a nearby clock. Lynch knew they were already on borrowed time in terms of being able to spend time together without the others wondering where their team leader had taken off to when they should be practicing. "Yes, I suppose we do have our responsibilities to the others to maintain." The man admitted, knowing there would always be updates on I.O.'s activities and any local superhuman reports which he'd need to keep himself up to date on for the others sake.

Meeting her own eyes as she gave a small grin, the older male couldn't help in responding with a rather sly, confident smile of his own while half-teasingly stating, "Funny. I was thinking the same about you." Meeting her soft lips with another full embrace, his arms coiled around her waist, embracing her slender, athletic form to his own body, before their lip lock eventually ended following the unwrapping of her long legs around his back. The warmth of her legs wrapped around him was immediately missed. And it wasn't going to get any better, as the man rather reluctantly pulled away slowly of where they joined. He could feel their mixed fluids flowing along his inner thighs, as that still semi-erect cock stood proudly with enough notable energy on display for another go.

It was indeed a shame as they both started to dress, but they had their shared and respective responsibilities. Perhaps that was part of why they could relate in ways most others hadn't? Even if this were only a sexual relationship, it had meaning to it. They were both on the run, with more awareness of how dire their situation was then the majority of others whom were staying on the property. So finding an occasional source of mutual release with each other, based on both admiration and physical attraction, didn't seem like the worst idea in the world. No, in fact? Lynch had a feeling he was going to rather enjoy it. And if anything more were to ever come of it? Well, he wasn't entirely against that notion either, but it would be something for time to tell, as he reminded himself of the extreme unlikelihood of such a union to last during the hard times they would face ahead.

His eyes did take a few opportunities to soak in the young Fairchild's own beauty as she dressed. For a moment, that thought of the dirty old man crept into his head, at reminding himself of how this was the daughter of one of his old friends and war buddies. But that was a short lived notion. He'd not fall completely back into that old line of thinking, as Caitlin approached him after finishing her redressing and embraced him with an impassioned kiss which the older male fully reciprocated.

She would indeed be worth remembering, just as John himself hoped would be the case for himself when she reflected back on her early sexual explorations. Letting his hands rest on her hips for a moment, the man gave a soft smile and nodded at her question, "I'll be waiting to continue what we began...."

*****​

After Caitlin had left, Mr. Lynch had considered going down to monitor the others training, but felt it best to let them continue as they had for now. Assuming they started after his talk with Roxy and Bobby, then he'd already missed the beginning portions and it would be best to inspect the feedback provided by Anna later. In the meantime, John did his rounds in terms of making sure no new buzzing had occurred with the usual suspects out to get him and the teens, before settling down to simply picking a good book out of his personal collection to read at his desk.

If only John had taken the same consideration Caitlin had for how loud they were earlier, then he may have been more concerned when the knock came at his door. "Enter." He called out without a second thought while putting the book aside for nw. It seemed too early for Fairchild's return, so John had expected anyone from Anna to one of the other kids complaining about whatever had inconvenienced them this time. It was a slight surprise, however, when Sarah entered the office. She made it less of a habit to approach him on her own then the other four tended to do since living together.

"Yes, Sarah? Is there anything I can help you with?" The man inquired with the typical greeting offered to the others whenever they arrived, before reaching over to his glass and taking a sip of the alcoholic beverage he'd poured previously.

"Would you be opposed to having a threesome?" she asked blatantly.

Nearly spitting out the drink back into his glass, the older male forced it down before immediately asking the obvious, "Excuse me??"

"I'm fairly certain I can talk Caitlin into allowing me to join you two, granted such an arraignment is agreeable to you."

The rather blunt way she addressed her request had almost taken him as by surprised then the fact that it was made in the first place. Staring at her with some uncertainty, the team mentor had considered denying any knowledge of what she was talking about, but John had known better then to try that with Rainmaker. While she wasn't the book smart prodigy that Caitlin was gifted to be, Sarah was perhaps the smartest of the group in terms of common sense and understanding how people worked in general. Plus the way she addressed it hadn't any touch of attempting to pass judgment on Caitlin nor himself for what they had done.

Considering these factors, Lynch was able to remain relatively calm in addressing the matter, but indeed sought out further information before giving any type of response to her request. A request which, while obviously taking the man by surprise, he neither jumped to like a horny teen nor seemed terribly quick about dismissing. "How... How did you find out about any of this? Is Caitlin aware of your knowledge about what transpired in here?" He asked with a rather curious, yet surprisingly calm demeanor, but a hint of concern peaked upon his features and entered his voice while adding, "For that matter - do any of the others know about Caitlin and I?"

The idea of Roxy, Grunge or even Bobby finding out about what happened had sent a rather uneasy chill throughout the older male's body. Especially with the former two, as Lynch could already hear the number of adolescent and inane comments they would be spewing out from here on out if they knew what transpired earlier. The thought more annoyed John then it shamed him, although he did worry a little on how Fairchild may react toward such unthinking remarks from her peers.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

Sarah smiled mischievously at her mentor's reaction. The woman would freely admit that she derived a great amount of pleasure from instances such as this - whereas her boldness caught others unawares. Her reward was a moment of raw tension as the other tried to regain their composure. And, in this case, watching Mr. Lynch as he nearly spit his drink before demanding an explanation.

The naturally tan and supremely beautiful Rainmaker placed a hand on her hip as she went in to further detail. Her summary was very on-point. All the while the man remained calm - with some effort, Sarah imagined - taking a few moments to process what was being offered. Then came a stream of questions from the older male.

"Aside from Caitlin's screaming this afternoon," Sarah began, taking steps towards John's desk. She took a moment to give the man a long look as a smirk overtook her lips. "I was present outside of your office last night... and Caitlin is very much aware of my knowledge of the situation." The woman allowed herself a smug giggle on that note before continuing. "No, the others don't know. I somehow suspect you two don't need my assistance on being found out - my guess is that it's only a matter of time."

The woman placed her palms on Mr. Lynch's desk, studying what she could only guess was the scene of the crime. She let several moments of silence pass before continuing.

"Allow me to be perfectly clear, Mr. Lynch. I'm not interested in coming between you and Kat." She sat on the edge of his desk, one of her legs tucked under her so that she could continue to face John from her position on the opposite side of his workspace. "But given that my team leader was willing to let me molest her in the hallway while she watched you masturbate. Well. It seems like a good indication." After a moment, she added, "Plus, when I brought this whole idea up to her not but an hour ago, she didn't seem threatened or distraught in the least..."

Sarah let that hang in the air. "...So...if you're interested... I'll take care of all the details. And Caitlin doesn't need to know about this conversation," she added as an after-thought. "I'm only here as a courtesy to you. I hate to tread where I'm not welcome."

*****

Caitlin had never felt better in her life. Her bare feet sank in warm sand and the sun radiated her exposed flesh. She was practicing the deliberate movements of tai chi while allowing her mind to wander freely - her thoughts were uncluttered, and she felt...happy.

She wasn't startled to hear someone approaching, nor was she surprised when her green eyes beheld the image of Rainmaker. What caught the red head off guard was the other woman's immediate action - the darker woman did not pause in her approach, and Kat soon found herself entangled by Sarah's arms. The woman's hands caressed Caitlin's curves as snaked her limbs around her waist. Her full lips found purchase upon Kat's half-open mouth.

Again, Caitlin found herself at a moment where she wasn't certain what she should do. Her hands were up - hovering, deciding if they should be pushing the other woman away. Her eyes widened and she choked out an awkward breath before she felt Sarah claim her lips entirely. The woman was kissing her deeply, passionately - and Kat was standing there like a statue.

Sarah arched a brow and pulled back. She studied the other woman's expression. "What's wrong, Kat?"

"I..." the red head started. It appeared she was having some trouble processing the situation. Sarah decided to help her along.

"You...aren't attracted to me?" she asked in a tone that indicted that this knowledge would be painful to hear.

"No, it's not that. It's just..." Caitlin sighed heavily. "I know I'm not with Mr. Lynch...in a traditional sense...but this. This feels like...betrayal."

"What if he were involved?" Sarah asked with a small smile. "Trust me. Mr. Lynch is not the sort of delicate man who can't handle this sort of thing. So if you're even remotely interested..." the woman pulled Kat tightly against her, flashing a confident grin. Kat finally allowed her hands to settle on the other woman's form, resting on her shoulders. "I'll take care of everything, babe. And you needn't worry yourself in the least..."

The two women locked eyes. Caitlin blushed lightly a forced a nervous smile. "I... Okay."

"Okay?" Sarah repeated.

"I mean...yes," Kat corrected herself. "Yes, I'm certainly interested."

Rainmaker smiled and leaned forward to give the paler woman a soft kiss. "Good," she summarized before trailing her mouth down Kat's throat. She bit and kissed while her fingers hooked to claw at Kat's back. The red head shifted her grip on the other woman and found her hands traveling on to the other woman's ample and firm breasts. She squeezed the mounds with a surprisingly determined certainty. Even Sarah was surprised to have Kat suddenly returning her attentions - she glanced towards what she knew to be John's office window with a wicked smile. Rainmaker hoped the older man was watching.

Kat's willingness was taken for the opportunity that it was. Sarah eased the other woman on to the sand, laying her on her back. Rainmaker kissed Fairchild open mouthed and allowed her hand to travel beneath the other's waistband. Her slender fingers quickly found their way to Kat's excited pussy.

"Oh, Caitlin..." Sarah commented with a purr. "You're positively drenched." Her fingertips rubbed along Kat's slit as Sarah studied her expression. "Is this all for me?" she asked.

"I..." Kat started. She still felt somewhat ashamed to admit that she wanted another woman - but she couldn't fight it anymore. She knew how marvelous Rainmaker could make her feel. "Yes, Sarah. You make me hot," she finally admitted.

Rainmaker smiled broadly before rewarding the less experienced woman another full kiss. As their lips locked and Caitlin's hands wrapped around the other's upper body, Sarah pressed two fingers in to Kat's wanting hole. The red head gave a repressed moan. One of her hands clenched at Sarah's dark hair, the other digging it's nails into Rainmaker's back.

"Oh fuck!"

Caitlin immediately tensed - that was definately not Sarah's voice. The tan woman sat up and turned to observe their audience, her expression was easily read as displeased at the interruption. Kat looked something more like mortified as her vision settled on the form of Bobby.

Rainmaker continued to thrust her fingers into Kat's dripping sex, her pace slow and tormenting. Caitlin was grateful that Sarah's wrist was trapped by the hem of her pants - atleast she wasn't totally exposed in front of their additional team member. "Problems?" Sarah asked Bobby coldly.

Okay, so that was awkward. Kat seemed far more aware than Sarah that - well. Poor Bobby. Caitlin forcibly removed Rainmaker's hand from it's task and sat up herself.

The blond teen was obviously at a loss of what to say. Perhaps he would have asked to join in on the fun, if Sarah weren't already being a bitch to him for the mere fact that he existed. "Oh...uh...hey there. Sorry to interrupt, I was just..." Bobby scratched his head. "...Going that way..." he concluded, pointing in a random direction. He started to walk off slowly.

Kat and Sarah's eyes met again. Sarah was obviously far less concerned than the team leader about what just transpired. "I...will meet up with you later," Caitlin spoke apologetically. Sarah gave her a "really?" type look but said nothing.

Kat pulled herself to her feet and chased after Bobby.

 

[Eazy]

The older male actually gave a slightly flustered look when Rainmaker spoke of Caitlin's earlier screaming. They really needed to work on doing a better job of keeping their voices down during any future encounters. Or perhaps investing in a sound proof extension to the place. Regardless, this revelation quickly paled in comparison to Sarah's admittance of being with Fairchild during his accidental 'show' during the previous night. Shifting within his seat slightly, Lynch made a note of making darn sure his doors were locked around here during such compromising moments in the future.

"I certainly agree that we'll need to be considerably more careful in how we carry about ourselves during any future.... transgressions." The man conceded on the point of how the others may find out about them with time at the rate they were going. Fortunately, or at least hopefully, any further encounters would be under less spontaneous and more controlled circumstances. Plus it didn't hurt that Roxy and Grunge were usually too self-involved with their own daily activities to pay a second thought toward what others were doing over half the time.

Gazing up at Sarah as she moved to and sat on the edge of the desk, facing the older male as she explained herself rather clearly. Lynch had largely maintained his usual dark and grim face of stoic contemplation while listening to her pitch, but did show a glimmer of interest at the particular note on the darker complexioned teen having already brought the idea up with Kat previous to this meeting. Still, the darkly clad male sat there, considering his options, with the rational part of his mind saying to bow out of the offer since there was already enough personal compromising taking place with his budding 'relationship' of sorts with Caitlin.

However, as Sarah spoke one more, making it clear that it would their call on if anything further were to happen with her involvement, the teams mentor seemed reluctant of dismissing the notion immediately. It wasn't like John hadn't been involved with his own share of kinky and easily far more forbidden trysts in the past. Large parts of his sordid past were like a darker and often times taboo version of those 007 movies. But it had been years, the man had to admit, since engaging himself with anything along these lines.

"If..." He started to speak, the word slipping out while seemingly still partially lost in contemplation, before sitting up straight and further composing himself as he restarted, "If she's open to the idea... and only if then... will I agree to doing this with you both."

Making that point known, as John may have respected Caitlin more in being adult enough to make her own decisions, the man also didn't wish to nudge her into anything she may not enjoy. This seemed not to be the case, however, considering the information which Sarah had offered, but he supposed only time would tell on the matter.

"Also, Sarah?" The man started before she would leave his office, leaning back in his chair while watching the beautiful young Native American girl seated on the edge of his desk as he continued, "While I appreciate the 'courtesy' you're offering me, let's not delude ourselves for a moment on why you're making such a persuasive offer."

His tone hadn't come off as confrontational or accusing, so much as simply an admittance of the facts which she herself had made rather clear to anyone thinking beyond the scope of the possible ménage à trois. "She is rather stunning, isn't she?" John offered with understanding appraisal of the redhead whom had captured both of their attention since the start of his team. A faint half-smile peaked out of the corner of his lips for a brief moment, considering for a moment on how each of them could benefit greatly to their respective and mutual enjoyments out of such a union while simply admitting, "I do hope she agrees. And not just for myself."

*****​

Continuing on his way without any real destination in mind, Bobby was more at a loss for words on how to react toward what he'd seen then anything else. Most guys would have flipped their wigs (in a good way) at seeing two girls kissing on the beach, but when you had your eyes set on one of them for the last few months? Well, it kind of brings about a different sort of reaction then wanting to race off and regaling others with tales of what you'd seen in exchange for high fives and pats on the back. Granted, that was something more along the lines of what Grunge would do, but either way.

After a short while, the blond could hear the footsteps of another approaching him in a hurry, and briefly hoped it might have been Sarah. It was of a slight disappointment when he heard Caitlin's voice instead as she called out and tried to check on her friend and teammate. Turning, giving a light shrug, the teen codenamed Burnout by his peers still wasn't certain of how to feel at the time, yet wanted to address the redhead standing before him.

"So, uh, yeah... that wasn't exactly what I expected to see on my way out here." He stated with a slightly forced sense of good humor behind his words, while at the same time finding it a little hard to meet Kat in the eyes at first as he stared toward the waves.

"Guess I shouldn't be too surprised. Roxy had told me Sarah was more into....well, I guess there's no point telling you since.... you know..." The young man added, growing at least comfortable enough to not so openly avoid staring at the redhead in front of him while giving a light shrug of his shoulders, "Not like there was ever anything even close to serious between us, you know? Just sort of a rude awakening to stumble across. Heh. Yeah..."

Reaching a hand up to rub at the back of his neck, Bobby let out a brief sigh while trying to let go of the infatuation turned crush which he may have deluded himself into believing to be something else. After a few seconds, however, the blond did manage to relax enough to begin shifting slightly back into the type of question any other red blooded teenage male may have inquired about a lot sooner. "...So, are you two....you know?" The young man started to ask, perhaps without thinking, which resulted in his immediately adding in partial defense as he put his hands up halfway, "Not that there's anything wrong with it! I just never saw you as the type to play for the other team."

 

[Lady_Gamer]

Caitlin felt horrible. She expressed concern in her team member as he made light of the situation before admitting that he hadn't been completely unaffected by the scene he happened upon - it was only when he asked a question that Kat felt uncomfortable for her own sake. Bobby's sudden added comments gave her just long enough to consider her response. "It's all right, Bobby. I...uh..." A short pause. "I mean. We're not really..." Well. She thought that she had a response down. She looked at the blond male and gave him a sheepish smile. "We're just friends with benefits," she concluded. "And...I'm not really on either team. Just an individual opportunist."

She placed a hand on Bobby's shoulder and smiled. "I'm sorry about this, though, truly. I promise not to sleep with the next woman you're attracted to," she teased gently.

"You're a handsome man, Bobby. You'll find someone else - I'm sure of it." With that, she removed her hand from his shoulder. She would allow him to say whatever else he had on his mind before extending an offer to join her in returning the the house.

*****

The rest of the day passed uneventfully. Caitlin had not, at any point throughout the evening, told Bobby that he was expected to keep his mouth shut about what he discovered on the beach that afternoon. In complete honesty, Kat wasn't very concerned about it. She assumed the blond teen would be less excited to spread such knowledge because of his own attachment to Sarah. And if he did - Kat figured the others would think what they would and...whatever. She had never viewed gays as being anything less than anyone else, so finding herself classified as a lesbian or bisexual wasn't disturbing in the least.

After the group's evening meal, the kids assembled in the living room for video games. Kat played a couple of matches while Sarah offered her advice on how to play whatever genre had been selected for the evening. Just as Caitlin had lost her second game and relinquished her controller, Sarah stood to stretch. The Native American girl noted that Mr. Lynch was within earshot before speaking casually (mid stretch, even). "Well. If any of you guys hear Caitlin screaming tonight, don't come help. I have it covered."

Kat immediately flushed, her mouth dropping open slightly. Sarah smiled down at her and offered her hands to help the red head up from her position on the floor. Caitlin glanced at her teammates only briefly before accepting the other woman's hands. It would appear that Bobby had not informed Roxy or Eddie, guessing by their expressions. They looked confused.

Caitlin climbed to her feet, assisted by Sarah. The darker woman saw fit to remove all doubt from their team members' minds; she pulled Kat close and kissed her open mouthed. After being released, Kat looked at her peers and gave a weak smile. "Um. Good night?" Her eyes traveled to look upon John. Oh God. Kat was not aware that Sarah had spoken to him and she suddenly worried that he might disapprove. As in she might be romantically interested in Mr. Lynch (even if she never thought that a relationship with him would last) she didn't want to hurt him or have him assume that she was more interested in Sarah than she was in him. She was flustered and uncertain what she could possibly say in front of everyone without looking like a complete and total whore. So she didn't say anything.

Sarah shot John an knowing look before following the red head to the hall. Nice and subtle like - Rainmaker was perfect at that sort of thing.

When the two girls reached Kat's room, Sarah left the door partially ajar behind them. She approached Caitlin with a wicked smile on her lips - Caitlin stopped the other woman at an arm's length. "Are you crazy? What the hell was that?" she demanded.

"That was me covering for your boyfriend," Sarah responded calmly.

"I...what?" Kat looked genuinely puzzled.

"He knows, Caitlin."

Kat clasped her hands together in front of her chest. "Really?" She was more relieved that she wasn't in trouble than she was concerned that her now two lovers were conspiring behind her back.

Sarah gave a victoriously smug smile. "I told you that I'd take care of it."

Caitlin smiled. Her hands, which had just previously been used to hold Sarah at a distance, now snatched at the other woman's waist. As she guided Sarah nearer to herself, she commented, "So you did. You have my thanks."

Their kissing soon led to the women relocating to the bed. They sat at the foot of the mattress - Caitlin kicked a leg over Sarah's lap. The two used the time it would take for John to join them (without looking too suspicious, of course) to familiarize themselves with the other. Rainmaker focused her attentions on teasing Kat - her nearest arm was bent to massage at Fairchild's chest with the other made it's way between the red head's legs. Sarah pawed at the other woman's slit through her clothing.

 

[Eazy]

Uncertain at first on how Caitlin may have taken his perhaps inappropriate question, Bobby was at least relieved that she didn't seem to take any offense toward the fairly blunt burst of curiosity on his part. She was uncomfortable. He was feeling awkward on the entire matter. Perhaps best for them to just air out the weirdness on their own parts and let it be from there. At her own final response to his question, the young man gave a raised eyebrow while taking in her words, "An individual opportunist, huh? That's an interesting way of looking at it. But I can't really argue with that type of logic."

Staring as she placed a hand on his shoulder, the blond couldn't help but crack a faint smile at her promise of not sleeping with the next girl who caught his eye. Considering her beauty, that was perhaps a promise he'd need to call her out on in the future. With her final reassurance, the let out a longing sigh placing his hands into the pockets of his jeans and idly kicked at a small rock on the beach, "Yeah. You're probably right. And as Grunge would say, there's plenty of silicone filled fished in the sea of So Cal."

Giving a shrug on the matter, the teen accepted Caitlin's eventual offer on heading back to the house as he remarked, "Besides, who knows? Maybe one day this superhero stuff will drop us off in some exotic country with a bit too much to drink and we'll let our guards down enough for some of that remorseful drunken teenage sex we're always warned about." Giving her a glance, a half smile on his lips, Bobby assured her, "Jokes. But, hey, we're proof that stranger things have happened...."

*****​

The rest of the day would pass without any real incident as each of the team went about their usual routines a Anna prepared their dinner. Bobby got in some melancholy inspired guitar practice in his room before accepting an offer from Grunge and Roxy to join them for some quick gaming before dinner. Anything to keep himself busy, it seemed, as the blond kept his mouth shut what he'd seen earlier; both as per Kat's request and not feeling like it was his place to go broadcasting such news to others. With time, the young hero known as Burnout would get over his crush enough to get back into a regular flow of daily activities. It would take a bit longer, however, before that lingering attraction in the back of his mind would fully dissipate into little else then a memory.

Dinner itself had gone about as normally as one might expect for this band of misfits and unlikely allies. As was often the case, Mr. Lynch was slightly late on joining them for the meal, due in a large part to having gotten wrapped up in double checking a few potential leads and insuring their continued safety from the watchful eye of Ivana and her cronies. Some would call him paranoid. John would call say he's simply well prepared. The truth was perhaps somewhere in the middle of the two notions.

Despite his talk with Sarah earlier in the day, John had managed to avoid glancing too often or too little at either her or Caitlin's direction while wondering what may or may not have transpired between the pair since their meeting. Instead, the older male was able to continue masking any potential signs of a strange interest in either girl throughout the evening; engaging with the occasional small talk and dealing with any questions or complaints they may throw his way. Lynch always was good at keeping up a charade, whether it be dealing with foreign politics in dangerous third world countries, or conversing with the perhaps arguably more frightening minds of an American teenager.

The man lingered about after dinner, with the excuse of going over the earlier readings of their VR training with Anna being his initial reason for hanging around. Only paying half attention to either the teens gaming antics or the printed out charts in his hand which monitored the teams reaction times, John was actually about to head back toward his office when Sarah made her surprising comment. Granted, the others were confused for simpler reasons then his own, but each were equally taken aback when the tanned teenager suddenly embraced the redhead right in front of the others. John had to give it to Sarah. She knew what she wanted and when to take it.

Catching Caitlin's glance as she was lead away by her Native American teammate and gave her uncertain farewell for the night, the older male could tell she wasn't yet aware of the talk from earlier. With a slight smirk after the pair were out of everyone's range of sight, John mused on how he'd have to further rectify that little misunderstanding soon.

"Did.....Did I just see what I thought I saw?" Came the startled comment of the nearly slack jawed Roxanne Spaulding, as she turned her head to survey the others for any sign of verification.

Perhaps surprisingly less startled by what happened then his other teammates, Bobby raised an eyebrow at another sight entirely before diverting his eyes and pointing Roxy in a specific direction, "It looks like you weren't the only one."

The remaining female teen whom had lingered about in the living room followed the blonds pointed trajectory, then suddenly grew disgusted and annoyed at the sight of her kind-of-boyfriend sitting on the couch with a dazed grin and a rather huge tent forming in his jeans. "Ewww!! Grunge, you pervert!" She screamed before suddenly using her powers to propel a couple of nearby pillows at the short male with surprising enough force to knock him off of his seat.

"Oww!!! Hey, babe!! C'mon!!" Was about the only thing the Asian teen male could muster in defense as his hands were held up to protect himself while Roxy grabbed a pillow and continued her pelting assault - much to the amusement of the blond pyromancer who simply sat back to enjoy the show.

Allowing for the resulting chaos to carry on long enough to provide enough of a distraction from the earlier showing to make his departure less obvious, Mr. Lynch gave a seemingly frustrated sigh before remarking, "Let's try to treat this with some level of maturity, Eddie? Roxanne?"
It wasn't unusual for John to excuse himself when the kids got like this, so nobody seemed to bat an eye as the older male began to follow along the path that Sarah and Kat had gone; pausing only long enough to address the blonde maid whom had come out of the kitchen to see what the fuss was about, "Anna? I'm going back to my studies." He explained, glancing back over his shoulder at the others before adding, "Make sure they don't break anything this time?"

With that, the older male made his departure from the living room area as the sounds of Anna trying to scold the two lovebirds for the umpteenth time could be heard in the background. Despite Lynch own age and experience, there was an undeniable (and certainly understandable) touch of eagerness behind his step as he made his way toward the pair whom had gotten a head start on him. Enough eagerness to where the man would almost walk past the partially ajar door of Kat's room in favor of his office, but had fortunately paused enough to catch a glimpse of the pair in the midst of their exploration.

Standing by the partially opened door, peering inside without actually entering to interrupt just yet, John watched as Fairchild and Rainmaker grew increasingly familiar with the others body. A sly smile had formed out the corner of the older male's lips as he briefly reflected on how nervous he'd been of taking advantage of Caitlin in the past. Fortunately, it seemed Sarah wasn't exactly quite as restrained on the matter, as he admired the way the tanned woman's obviously skill fingers had teased the redhead's ample chest and moistening slit through her clothing. It was almost a shame to interrupt such an amazing scene with a new body into the pool. Almost, as the straining arousal which had tented up and threatened to burst through his pants told him otherwise on the matter,

Slowly opening the door further, Lynch stepped inside and slowly closed it behind him while admitting with a calm, yet teasing tone, "At the rate you two are going, I'm starting to question what I'm even doing here."

Locking the door behind himself, not wanting any interruptions like within his office, the older male took in a moment to soak in the beauty of both women who sat at the food of the bed. The smile given to Sarah was a knowing one, which served as a final exchange to confirm they had both come through on their own parts of the deal, before turning the majority of his attention toward Caitlin while closing the gap between them. "You're so beautiful...." He whispered while reaching a hand out to cradle the redheads chin, gazing down into those pretty green eyes and then leaning forward to kiss her firmly on the lips as Sarah continued her own teasing efforts.

Following the embrace, the darkly clad male looked between the pair once more, before slowly moving to kneel onto the bed behind Fairchild. Leaning closely enough to where she could feel his strong chest against her back, Mr. Lynch's hands reached for her top and slowly peeled it off of her body. Only partially at first, as he allowed for her bra covered breasts to be exposed to the cooled air of the night, along with being exposed to the view of the woman whom had joined them in her bedroom. Moving his strong hands along her soft flesh, John unclasped the strands of her bra, before slipping it off enough to fully expose the redheads rather generous chest.

Keeping himself pressed against her enough to where the man's warm breath could be felt along the swell of her neck, John spied over her shoulder while his hands began to cup and firmly massage at Caitlin's tender breasts. Watching for her reactions, those rough fingers of his tenderly explored along her soft flesh, with the tips of those digits paying special attention to only occasionally rubbing along her hardening peaks. Glancing over at Sarah, the older male had left enough room for herself to join in on this part, should she wish to lean forward and either add another set of hands or her own lips to the redheads pleasures.

Showing a touch more of his devious side now that he knew better, John leaned closely enough to softly whisper into her ear, "Caitlin?" His voice was audible enough for Sarah to pick it up, yet remained faint enough for him to have the excuse of pressing himself further into the redhead; lightly teasing his lips along her earlobe as he asked, "Are you certain this is what you want?" The question may have seemed surprising, given previous events, but it soon became clear that John wasn't expressing it with similar intent of giving her an opening to stop things before they went too far. Instead, as he awaited for her to utter out any type of response, the older male began to pay special attention to an unattended nipple by pinching and tweaking it just enough to cause a pleasurable little spike of pain as he offered, "Or would you like us to stop? Tell us..."

 

[Lady_Gamer]

Caitlin received Rainmaker's attention for several moments before moving a hand to the tan woman's breasts. Her fingers brushed over the top of the other woman's mounds before pressing her palm into the soft flesh. She lightly curled her fingers and appreciated the weight and size of the perfectly rounded chest. Kat couldn't help but remind herself that - unlike herself - Sarah had not undergone a freakish change in appearance when she became Gen Active. She was naturally this gorgeous. It was no wonder the woman was so confident. Coupled with her free-spirit personality, it was hard to resist being attracted to the woman.

Caitlin had never hidden the fact that she admired Rainmaker's characteristics. If the two had met under different circumstances - such as, in college - Kat had reason to believe that she would've gravitated to the woman. On a friendly level, if nothing else. Rainmaker was like the cool kid that - not only wasn't a complete asshole to the uncool kids - but actually took a genuine interest in other people despite whatever label society had branded them with. Fairchild had to appreciate that.

The red head moaned as the darker woman rubbed roughly against her clit - Kat pinched a nipple in retaliation. Sarah broke their kiss and gave an approving smile before nipping at Fairchild's ear. She bit playfully, dragging her teeth across the flesh. When she whispered, Kat could feel the heat of Sarah's breath. "Mmm...Caitlin. We're going to have an excellent time together..." the woman purred. "As will Mr. Lynch," she added with a small smirk. Rainmaker wasn't repulsed by men - and she had to admit that she wouldn't mind getting some cock. She simply preferred woman because - well. Their physical form was far more beautiful than a man's and technology allowed women to have any many toys as they wanted between them. Plus...Rainmaker seemed to have a special talent at pleasing her own gender and she enjoyed it - so why not?

Caitlin bit her lower lip. "You'll...make sure I don't do anything wrong, right?"

Rainmaker tilted her head slightly. Her brown eyes watched the more inexperienced girl with some amusement. "There isn't much you can do wrong, sweetie," she said reassuringly. "Besides...John and I will take care of you. Don't stress out about what to do when and such. Just enjoy yourself."

Kat nodded and Sarah leaned in to continue their kiss.

There was just enough time for the girls to build-up their passions before their expected company arrived. His words caused Kat to jump lightly. She broke her kiss with Sarah and looked at the man - her face was flushed and her breaths shallow. "No, not at all... I need you to be here."

Rainmaker gave Mr. Lynch an expression that read: You lucky bastard. She followed the expression with a small smile and a shake of her head. She wasn't resentful, or even jealous. She just hoped John understood what he had. Sarah certainly wouldn't have minded having similar circumstances with a woman a fraction as beautiful or intelligent.

The man locked the door before approaching them. Kat smiled at his compliment and he took her chin in hand and leaned down to kiss her. She closed her eyes briefly and focused on the feel of his lips against her own, the sensation of his hand on her face. As he withdrew, her emerald eyes opened and watched as he considered the two girls before moving to join them.

She felt the mattress shift as John climbed on to the bed. He positioned himself behind her, bringing his body to hers. His hands slowly moved towards the bottom hem of her shirt, where he would grasp at the fabric before pulling upwards. He raised the material just enough to expose her still-covered chest. It was an issue he handily remedied - he reached to unclasp her bra and moved the straps partially down her arms.

Kat took a sharp inhalation of breath as John's strong hands began to fondle her breasts. She leaned back against him and exhaled slowly - she briefly allowed her head to rest on his shoulder. He would glancingly stimulate her nipple with a brushing motion of his fingers and she would arch her back slightly in response. When his fingers continued to dance along her bosom without halting on the nubs of flesh, Caitlin whimpered softly.

Rainmaker watched with an amused smile, her hand still working to rub Kat's sex through her clothing. A single look from John was all she needed to get more actively involved. She removed her hand from between the red head's thighs reached up to grab the dangling bra on Kat's arms. Sarah removed the garment completely and tossed it aside carelessly. Sarah guided Kat's leg off of her lap so that she could move easily move - for now, she merely leaned forward and brought her lips within inches of Kat's already hardened nipples. She purposefully directed heated breaths at the nubs of flesh. Again, Kat arched her back.

Sarah took the nipple in her mouth and suckled gently. Her tongue danced in a teasing circle before flicking the hard flesh. She bit down gently and drug her teeth lightly across the skin as she withdrew her mouth from Kat's breast. Sarah placed a hand palm down on the bed, on the other side of Kat's legs. She did this in an effort to support herself as she leaned farther to pay similar attention to the other nipple. When she pulled back this time, she blew at the wet flesh.

Rainmaker slid off of the bed, her hands reaching for the hem of Caitlin's pants. The tan woman settled on her knees as she worked to unclasp the bindings of the material. She had just begun to pull the fabric down Kat's thighs as she heard John speaking. He was asking her if she was certain that this was what she wanted, adding that she need only tell them if they should stop. Rainmaker continued to remove the garment hiding the red head's toned legs - Mr. Lynch was speaking quiet enough that she could claim she hadn't heard what he was saying. Her eyes explored the barely-concealed lips beneath Kat's panties as she discarded the article in-hand. She redirected her efforts to trailing her fingernails up Caitlin's thighs. She watched the red head's face, awaiting her response.

Kat responded to John's grasping of her nipple with a sharp moan. Additionally, her breaths had become so shallow as to become pants. Her inexperience may have shown a slight bit in how little of their attentions she needed to reach her current level of arousal. "No...No, don't stop..."

Sarah's eyes traveled a short distance to look at Mr. Lynch. She gave him a small smirk before allowing her hand to reach between Kat's thighs. She lightly trailed her fingers up and down her slit, applying slightly more pressure when coming in contact with her clit. "I'm not entirely convinced that she's certain she wants it, John." Sarah returned her gaze to the red head.

Caitlin let out a ragged gasp. "I'm certain," she countered almost lazily.

"Of?" Sarah asked.

"I'm certain that I want this."

"This?" Sarah repeated as if she had doubt.

Caitlin closed her eyes and leaned her head back against Mr. Lynch's shoulder again. The moan that escaped her lips was tinged with growl of frustration. "I...I want you both as my lovers. I want...I want us to share John, Sarah."

Rainmaker smiled. She would counter that she and John were sharing Kat, but...well. They didn't need to argue the fact. Sarah gave her mentor a knowing glance before continuing. She moved two fingers around Kat's underwear, pushing the digits into Caitlin's soaking pussy suddenly. She gave several hard thrusts as a reward for answering the questions that were asked of her. Kat bucked and moaned as she pushed herself harder against Mr. Lynch's chest. Rainmaker withdrew her hand after only moments, leaving the other woman to whimper her wanting. "Perhaps we should share John, then," the dark woman spoke a low voice.

Rainmaker climbed to her feet, removing her shirt as she did so. She approached Kat and John, leaning in to kiss Caitlin on the lips. Rainmaker grabbed the other woman's hands and insistently placed them on the sides of ribs. Kat got the message and reached back to unclasps Rainmakers bra. As the fabric fell, Sarah released Kat's lips and moved to ditch the piece of clothing entirely.

"Perhaps you should stand, Mr. Lynch," Sarah recommended. "Or sprawl out on the bed. Gentleman's choice."

 

[Eazy]

The older male watched as the tanned female began to work her mouth over the redhead's sensitive nipples. His own hands had continued in massaging at Caitlin's ample breasts during their shared teasing - adding to the steady onslaught of stimulation as both of her lovers teased at the formerly inexperienced woman's chest. Her sharp moan had drawn out a knowing smirk which only solidified itself further as she whimpered out her initial response to his questioning. John may have normally been satisfied enough with this, but that expression on Sarah's own lovely face had told him otherwise on letting up so quickly.

"I'm not entirely convinced of it myself, Sarah." The girls mentor responded to the tanned teens comment, as his fingers dug just a little deeper into her generous chest while allowing the fingers on the breast previously unattended by Rainmaker's lips to began digging those nails a little deeper to give a jolt of pleasurable pain.

The man simply played at a seemingly leisurely pace with the red head's swelling breasts while enjoying the way Sarah played with their shared partner. When Caitlin's head leaned back into Mr. Lynch's shoulder, the man lowered his head to begin kissing along the contours of her neck. His teeth lightly scraped upon her flesh, taking in little nibbles of the Amazonian female's neck, as his body pressed further into Fairchild's own just enough to where she could feel the outline of his hardening arousal pressing into the small of her back through the man's pants.

As she finally let out her full admission with a growl of understandable frustration, the experienced male smirked and rewarded his prized pupil by giving a teasing bite along her neck before stating simply with a hushed tone, "Now, that's what I like to hear, Caitlin."

Giving a knowing glance back in Sarah's own direction, the man continued to hold their red headed lover closely against him as she gave a few hard, rewarding thrusts of her fingers to Caitlin before pulling out, which resulted in the taller teen bucking into him as a result. His own hands had begun to massage at her breasts a little harder now, with his fingers paying special attention to those already teased and erect nipples, until giving both a firm pinch and pulling them slowly before releasing a final time - letting her ample breasts jiggle slightly as a result of the sudden release.

At Sarah's confirmation, the man almost reluctantly removed his own hands, as they then went to his dark top and began tugging it over his head. Discarding the article of clothing onto the floor, John had leaned forward into Caitlin for a while long, letting her feel his strong, bare chest against her slender back. His strong hands moved to cup at her cheeks from behind, leaning back enough to give her room for tilting her head backward enough as he gazed down into those beautiful green eyes once more prior to claiming her lips with a kiss of his own following Sarah's. John's own technique was perhaps a little rougher compared with the darker complexioned teenager, but not so much in a brutish way, as simply providing a nice contrast for the red head to sample and experience altogether.

His eyes traveled toward Sarah shortly after Caitlin had removed her bra - admiring her own lovely assets for a bit prior to raising his gaze to meet her own as she made her recommendations. The resulting smirk which spread across the older male's rugged features was both understandable and unavoidable, while the man briefly considered the options he was presented before noting, "Much as I'd like to stand tall before two such beautiful young ladies... I get the feeling that even I'll have trouble keeping to my feet with what may come next."

Giving an amused smile over the notion, the older male gave a parting kissing upon Caitlin's neck and then slowly stood for a moments in order to undress further while his hardness strained, bulging rather noticeably against the confines of his pants as it ached for release. Mr. Lynch kicked off his shoes, before starting to undo his belt, then pausing for a second and gazing down at the pair with half smile which grew into a full smirk. Moving closer, standing before them at the center as they sat on the edge of the bed, John reached a hand out to lightly grasp at Caitlin's jawline to draw her gaze upward and within his direction.

Gazing down into those big green eyes, the older male began to lightly run his thumb along her chin while then glancing between Caitlin and Sarah as their mentor suggested with a teasingly logical and mock serious outlook on the matter, "Now, I don't know if it's entirely fair for the two of you to help each other undress without offering any assistance my way. Caitlin, I'd even offered you a helping hand of my own with your own garments, did I not?"

His eyes were largely focused upon Fairchild during that last line, but the query remained directed toward both of the girls, as their mentor and in many ways savior awaited for a response from either of the young superheroines.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

He certainly had a point - and the girls seemed eager to include him in what had quickly become a fest of helping others out of their clothing. It was Rainmaker who moved first, ever confident in her movements. She sank to her knees before her mentor, her hands rubbing up one of his thighs slowly as she glanced in Caitlin's direction. The red head had nodded in response to Mr. Lynch's question and her face was flushed - she slid herself off the the bed after noticing that Rainmaker was waiting for her to help with the task at hand. She knelt down next to the other woman, placing her hands on the man's legs in a similar fashion.

Her emerald eyes shifted to look up at John and she gave him a small smile before lifting herself slightly. She reached to place her lips upon the flesh above his waistband - she kissed along the hem while her hands worked to find their way to the material's bindings. Sarah assisted in unfastening the garment and took over pulling the material away from John's body.

Caitlin placed a hand on John's lower ribcage, sliding it downwards slowly as her breasts rubbed against the man's freed erect cock. She lowered her body as her hand neared his groin, backing off enough so as to allow Sarah room to join her. Kat's fingertips trailed to John's inner thigh briefly before returning up to grasp at the base of his member.

The red head waited for the other woman to return to her place next to her - the two briefly made eye contact before both leaned forward to lick at John's hard length. After several laps, Kat teasingly took the tip into her mouth while Rainmaker continued to lick at his shaft. Caitlin's tongue worked to circle around the man's head but quickly became excited enough that she started to take the man deeper into her mouth.

Rainmaker lightly touched on Fairchild's breastbone, pushing her back gently. Kat opened her eyes and allowed Sarah's hand to guide her. "I believe we should allow John to relax, don't you?" The woman nearly thought about cracking an old joke but decided that neither Kat or John would likely find it in the same humor. It wasn't often that Rainmaker filtered herself, so this was quite a feat of PR on her part. Still, she had to grin as she let the good jab slip passed in opportunity - it would have been funny, not malicious...but it certainly wasn't worth risking the current arrangement for a joke.

Sarah and Kat stood, both keeping their hands on John as they rose. After a short moment, the older male found himself with a beautiful superheroine on each arm. The two guided the man towards the bed, where he would be positioned on his back, sprawled, in the middle of the mattress.

Caitlin was eager to return to pleasing John. She crawled up his legs and nearly settled herself between his thighs before Sarah redirected her. "No, Kat, like this," she spoke softly as she positioned herself alongside John, facing the foot of the bed. She waited for the red head to move into a similar arrangement before leaning forward to return her mouth to John's cock. Both girls were positioned on their knees, each only covered by the thin layer of fabric that was their panties.

Sarah reached a hand to gently fondle Mr. Lynch's balls as the two girl worked in in tandem to orally please their mentor. Kat gave his length a combination of open-mouthed kisses and long, pressured licks.

 

[Eazy]

The team's mentor observed with quiet enthusiasm as the pair made their respective moves toward helping him out of those suddenly restrictive feeling pants. His toned stomach tightened slightly with a sharp intake of breath at the feel of Caitlin's soft lips kissing along the flesh above his waistband - almost serving in distracting him from the girls shared task of unfastening his garments. One hand had reached up to lightly run his fingers through Fairchild's red strands of hair, as his line of vision focused on the final removal of clothing which allowed for his by now throbbing arousal to be freed of its confines.

The man's hips began to press forward slightly at the feel of her ample breasts rubbing against his erect cock, before settling themselves in their movements as both Caitlin and Sarah shared in the manipulations. A deep sigh escaped his lips. A low groan, as the feeling of both teens respective attentions began adding to the man's suddenly mounting pleasures. The feel of Fairchild licking and suckling around the swollen head of his cock was maddening enough, without the additional sensation of Rainmaker's own tongue lapping along the length of his shaft driving him to further heights of arousal.

His eyelids started to shut tightly as his head rolled back while Caitlin start taking him in deeper, feeling as if he could stay like this all night, despite the occasional wobbly legs when they touched the right nerves. That is until Sarah's words brought him back to reality - catching a glimpse of her grin which followed and raising an eyebrow over what thought may have slipped through that clever head of hers. Regardless, the older male didn't seem to have any objections, at least not said out loud, at the sudden loss of their mouths as the two young heroines stood and each took him by an arm before guiding him toward the bed. He could help but smile slyly at the sight this must have presented, as he was then allowed to position himself back onto the middle of the mattress like he'd intended to earlier.

Propping himself up on his elbows, John watched as Sarah directed Caitlin on how to handle matters, which brought to mind the brief question on how experienced the Native American girl was considering her apparent sexual preferences. Not that such questions mattered for now, as both girls soon found a proper, matching arrangement on the bed prior to returning their attentions to the team's mentor and caretaker. Letting out a low groan, Lynch's head rolled back slightly, feeling himself slumping back further onto the mattress at the feel of their respective mouths going to work on him as Sarah fondled his sack.

"Just like that...oh God....yes..." The older male uttered, eyes clenched shut while following this with a loud groan which was barely stifled on his own part with a suddenly shut jaw. Sarah may have covered for herself and Caitlin when it came to the others on their team, but one of the last things John needed was for them to pick up his own sounds of bliss.

Lifting his upper body just enough to be able to gaze down at the redheaded and tanned beauties kneeling on the bed, Mr. Lynch had decided on repaying their attentions by reaching both hands out toward the pair. Perhaps expectedly, his immediate attention started with Caitlin, as one hand slipped between her legs and began to feel at her panty clad mound. Her heat was felt through the thin material, soaked by now, clinging onto her lower lips as John began to teasingly rub along the outline of her sex to see how she may respond to the attention. It wasn't long until the older male then gave similar attention to Sarah, with his free hand moving to press two digits into the teenagers warmth through the thin material of her panties.

"It's almost a shame there's only one of me." The man mused with a sly smile which seemed to carry out into the tone of his voice - continuing to teasingly rub at both girls for a few moments longer, until his fingers began to work at the corners of their respective panties to tug them aside just enough to begin working the tips of his fingers between their swollen lips.

Being more familiar with Caitlin's body at this point, John was quick at knowing how she may like it while working one digit into her dripping sex; which would soon be followed by a second one, as his fingers twisted and pushed teasingly. With Sarah, the more experienced male was a little more mindful of what she may or may not respond to, but at the same time remained eager for exploring the obviously experienced-in-her-own-right female as he plunged two fingers into her until they were mid-knuckle deep. Bending the digits, Lynch began to work them in and out at a steady pace, while making sure she felt the contours of his knuckles and fingertips as they lightly scraped and rubbed along her inner walls as she squeezed around him. The hand teasing at Fairchild had since started doing similar, as both hands started working within a unison at pleasing the two gorgeous young woman kneeling before him.

"Start pushing back with your hips..." He instructed them while starting to work his hands with a light piston-like motion - fucking them with his fingers as their respective fluids began to flow more steadily in further drenching his hands. The motions began to match the amount of pleasure they were bringing their mentor with their attentive mouths, which thus added to the give and take synchronization which had gradually formed between the trio as John began to increase the tempo and force of his arms movements while still working the fingers themselves throughout the stimulating motions.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

The girls responded to John's verbal approval with continued attention to his thick and rigid member - Caitlin reached to take the base of his shaft in hand, stroking him lightly in addition to her hungry licks and kisses. Sarah continued to fondle the man's balls gently as her tongue sinuously traveled over the flesh of his cock. Her free hand slipped to his inner thigh and she clawed at him lightly.

Caitlin gave a low moan as she felt John's fingers tracing her pussy through the material of her panties. She attempted to focus her attention on what she was doing to him rather than indulge in what he was doing to her - still, she couldn't help but shamefully want for him to penetrate her. Sarah did not make a vocalization upon receiving his touch, but immediately pressed herself lightly against the contact. She was nearly as wet as Kat. The man's words concerning multiple versions of himself prompted a response from the tanner of the two girls.

"It is a shame," she agreed with a smokey voice. She lifted herself just far enough from the man's lap to gaze back at him as she continued. "With a magnificent cock like this, I'd take two of you." The woman gave him a short grin before she turned her attention back to the redhead, who had taken advantage of Sarah's short absence by slipping Mr. Lynch's head passed her lips. She was steadily pushing more of his length into her mouth, purposefully using her tongue against his length. "I somehow suspect I'm not the only one," she spoke with an amused tone.

Caitlin managed to get in a couple of full strokes before she felt John pushing aside the fabric of her panties. A finger pressed into her dripping sex and the girl gave a short noise as she drove his cock deep into her mouth. When the man added a second finger, the motions of his hand inspired her to release him from her lips long enough to gasp. Sarah used the opportunity to seize Kat by lightly gripping the other woman's hair, guiding her to indulge in an open mouthed kiss.

Rainmaker could feel the tips of John's fingers begin to invade her opening - she was immediately surprised by the thickness of his fingers as he pushed them into her pussy. She could feel the courseness of his skin; something that her female and young male lovers had lacked. It became all the more obvious when the man curled his digits slightly - the work weathered flesh scraped against her soft walls. The woman was unable to suppress a moan after several thrusts of his hand. She broke her kiss with Kat and they both returned to suckling at the man's cock.

His instructions to push back against him were followed - though they might have been unnecessary. Both of the young women responded eagerly to his finger fucking and were already lightly pressing back against his hands. His words encouraged them to press back harder. As his pace and force increased, Caitlin soon realized that - despite her efforts to focus otherwise - she was close to becoming overwhelmed. The noises that escaped her lips as she licked at their mentor's thick rod quickly alerted Sarah to the fact. Rainmaker had no doubt that, should they continue in such a fashion, Kat wouldn't be the only one reaching climax so soon; John had a skilled hand. And, no doubt, Mr. Lynch would find it quite satisfying to have two ladies cum all over his fingers. Perhaps enough so to shorten the duration of the small group's fun.

Sarah couldn't have that. On the off-handed chance that this was a one-time deal, she wanted to draw out events as much as possible. She lifted herself slowly, trailing her hands over the man's thigh. "Oh god, John...you're good." She allowed him several more thrusts before continuing. She growled. "You have to stop. I want Caitlin to beg us for satisfaction."

Kat lifted herself enough to look at Sarah, her hand remaining around the base of John's shaft. As his the thrusting of his fingers began to slow, she realized the two were willing to conspire against her. The connotation didn't fit, though: she didn't feel like they were taking advantage. Playing nice together on the team Have Sex with Kat is perhaps more accurate, albeit ridiculous sounding.

"I--I'm so close. Please--" Caitlin started.

Sarah gave a broad smile. "Oh, not yet. You don't even know how badly you can want it. We'll show you."

Rainmaker removed herself from John's reach by crawling forward. She had to involve herself a fair amount to move the whimpering Caitlin from her position - Sarah admired the sight of her swollen pussy lips glistening with her sweet juices as Kat held herself upright on her knees. Sarah inspected her visually for several moments before reaching and hand to pass between the other woman's lips, rubbing at her clit roughly with the passing of her fingers. She again kissed the other woman open mouthed.

Caitlin seemed eager to return the attentions. She closed her eyes and savored the feel of Sarah's tongue in her mouth, her fingers teasing the outside of her sex. The redhead reached a hand to the other woman's breast and felt the globes of flesh tenderly. Eventually, one of her hands began to trail south. Sarah gave an approving groan as she felt Kat's delicate fingers reach to her soaking pussy. This continued for a few moments before the darker woman suddenly pulled back from their embrace.

"I think you should have him first," Sarah spoke evenly, watching Kat's emerald eyes. The other woman gave a soft smile in response and allowed herself to be guided to straddle John's lap, facing him.

Sarah had her hands upon Kat's hips, settled behind Kat. She moved one to ease Mr. Lynch's head to press against the redhead's lower lips. Kat bucked herself lightly against the tip of his cock. "Wait," Sarah whispered into the other woman's ear. She used the young woman's motions to tease the outside of her opening - pressing his shaft against her clit and running it along the seam of her pussy. "Please, Sarah...I want to feel him inside of me..."

"It's not even close to the time to beg, Kat. I hate to say it, but you're kind of easy." She gave soft laugh as she slipped the head of John's cock into Kat's drenched cunt. Rainmaker used the hand on Caitlin's hip to encourage her to take John to the hilt while her newly freed hand teased at her clit. Kat gave a loud, lustful moan as her body stretched to accommodate John's thick length.

Sarah slipped her hands up Kat's body, grabbing at her breasts whole handedly. After a few insistent paws, the woman's fingers danced to grasp at the redhead's nipples. She pinched the already hard nubs of flesh and was rewarded by a sharp quiet cry and a jolt of tightening muscles. Meanwhile, she kissed the comparatively pale woman's shoulders. This only lasted for a few moments before Sarah repositioned herself. She straddled Mr. Lynch's stomach, keeping herself supported on her knees, facing Kat. The two women began to kiss again, their hands exploring each other's bodies while Kat worked her body up and down Mr. Lynch's hard cock.

 

[Eazy]

The girls mentor matched the movements of their respective hips with surprising accuracy as each hand would push forward when one teen would press back, then pull away just enough to prepare for the next penetrating motion, without losing the beat or tempo of the other woman's own body. Quite a feat in general, but perhaps even more so considering the welcomed distraction of their lips and tongues along his throbbing cock. His jaw remained clenched during large periods of this time, stifling his own sounds of pleasure, as he worked those rough digits into the young heroines cunts while they both flowed over the man's hands.

In a way, that restraint made their efforts all the more pleasurable for the older male, as his own climax was close at this time. As such, it was a slight disappointment when Sarah began to suggest otherwise then letting their fun hit its peak here. The momentary confusion and, indeed, disappointment was evident on the male's features; until she made mention of wanting Caitlin to beg them for satisfaction. With a knowing smile, John had to confess, this was one part of their playing which he was grateful that both Rainmaker and himself seemed to be in total unison about.

In compliance, his fingers began to slow, albeit not without giving Caitlin a little extra attention prior to pull the thick digits out of her dripping lower lips. Taking a moment to sample each girls taste upon the index fingers of his respective hands, Mr. Lynch gave a sly smile at Sarah's response to the redheads complaints, before adding, "Sarah does have a point, Caitlin. One can only know these things after gaining experience on them. So let us give you that experience."

The man observed from here, allowing Rainmaker to lead the way on what they would do next with the poor girl whom had gone from willing virgin to the favorite plaything of her teammate and mentor. Watching as they embraced, the man moved his own hand down, still soaking with the fluids of earlier, to begin lightly stroking at his throbbing cock. Just enough to make sure he was ready for what came next, while also adding the further lubrication onto him; as if any more would be needed by the looks of Caitlin. The hand did move, however, when Sarah guided the redheaded teen onto his lap. Both hands moved to lightly stroke along Fairchild's thighs as Sarah handled the main course of the teasing.

He let out a low groan, enjoying the sensation and sight of the tanned woman's brown hand guiding the head of his cock to rub and tease at the pussy lips of their mutual lover. God, John wasn't sure whom was being teased more with this, but the man certainly did the better job of hiding his own eagerness, as he in turn smirked at Caitlin's begging. It was perhaps expected, given her level of experience. The smirk on John's face widened a little, as the thought of possibly giving her further experience and exposure to these type of games entered his mind. He also wouldn't mind letting Sarah continue to assist them. Or even allowing them to explore on their own, provided he wasn't forgotten about later.

Either way, such thoughts were a matter of consideration for another time, as Lynch's body tensed at the sensation of Rainmaker guiding the head of his cock into her soaking wet cunt. Now it truly was turning into a test for the experienced male to hold in those sounds of pleasure, with the way her still so incredibly tight inner walls began to grip around the length of his thick arousal. The length of him stretched her out, steadily, with Caitlin taking him in deeper while Sarah teased and pleasured the other woman during the process. When Rainmaker moved to straddle over his stomach, John pulled his arms away of Kat's legs, then placed them around the Native American so that they stretched and rested around her slender waist and thighs before beginning to grip at the redhead's own lower body once again.

Allowing them to kiss and explore at their own leisure, Mr. Lynch instead focused on the one teen whom was straddled over his waist, her inner muscles squeezing around at his throbbing cock, while his hips began working in teasing, circular motions to make sure she felt him in there. Sharp gasps of breath escaped from the male's lips, enjoying the pleasures of the flesh, while the Amazonian redhead worked herself up and down along the length of his manhood. The resulting sensations were indeed magnificent, with the beautiful woman riding upon his lap, while the man's sights and sounds were filled with the resulting view and noises of the two young superheroines embracing another over his toned body which was feeling the occasional droplets of Sarah's arousal falling upon his abdomen. When one got down to it, experience or not, it was a wonder he'd managed to keep from cumming so soon, let alone being able to keep his voice down from the other teens downstairs.

"That's it, Caitlin. Keep moving your hips just like that." The man instructed in a strained voice, having found that Fairchild was more natural in her body movements during intercourse; whether due to their previous encounter or the added assistance of Sarah to the picture. His hands had indeed helped at points - guiding her up and down at better tempos, or making minor movements to how her hips would sway while working him into her dripping lips - but she was rather good at this on her own.

Perhaps a tad too good, John would find, with his groans and moans of pleasure growing in frequency and volume. His fingers dug into her thighs during his attempts at stifling that mounting pleasure. Jaw clenching. Head pressing back into the mattress of the bed. It mattered little, as the increasing force and speed of their respective hips were drawing greater pleasure out of both student and mentor. He needed to let loose, if only for a while. And there seemed a rather limited number of options presented before him, so the man chose quickly on what to do next.

"S-Sarah?" He barely managed to get out, voice straining to keep from letting out any loud noises, as he quickly stated, "Sorry... but I may have to 'borrow' you for a bit..."

Without another moment to waste of explanations, the older male's hands moved away of Caitlin's hips, trusting her to handle matters from there, as they then gripped rather firmly onto Rainmaker's own before guiding her back a couple of feet. It was rather obvious what John had intended to do next, despite how sudden and forceful the shift was, as he planted the tanned teenager's dripping cunt over his mouth and face. Sure enough, Sarah was soon treated to the resulting vibrations of her mentor's sharp groans of pleasure, along with the feeling of his mouth rubbing along her slit as he suddenly began to jerk his hips upward into Caitlin with greater effort; no longer needing to hold back for fear of what sounds may escape on his part.

Perhaps expectedly, however, John Lynch's 'use' of Sarah hadn't ended there. Whether by plan or simple response to the direct taste and scent of her dripping pussy lips, the man began to work his tongue upward along her tender folds. At first, it seemed to start as simply wishing to taste her, after having only gotten a sample off of his fingers minutes earlier. Indeed, that tongue of his worked deeply into her cunt, giving a few sweeping licks, twisting the slippery appendage enough to both scoop up more of her fluids and to explore at the tanned woman's body. That tongue then pulled itself free, Mr. Lynch having adjusted her hips slightly, before starting to work it rather skillfully over her tender clit as his fingers moved to assist in parting her lips as his attention seemed to alternate in where it focused.

Any further moans were largely muffled by the woman's glistening, dripping cunt, as the older male began to buck his hips upward, harder, faster, into Caitlin's flowing pussy lips. The wet sounds of their joining filled the room as that thick cock pistoned deeper into the redheads core with every thrusting motion. Like before, when teasing both girls with his hands alone, the experienced male seemed to rarely miss a beat in making sure both of the young heroines needs were met. His hips working upward into Fairchild's nether region, fingers moving to rub at Rainmaker's exposed clit whenever his tongue would resume jabbing itself further into her lips, the former Team 7 leader was indeed working hard at doing his best here, and seemingly enjoying every second of it. The man instructed in a strained voice, having found that Fairchild was more natural in her body movements during intercourse; whether due to their previous encounter or the added assistance of Sarah to the picture. His hands had indeed helped at points - guiding her up and down at better tempos, or making minor movements to how her hips would sway while working him into her dripping lips - but she was rather good at this on her own.

Perhaps a tad too good, John would find, with his groans and moans of pleasure growing in frequency and volume. His fingers dug into her thighs during his attempts at stifling that mounting pleasure. Jaw clenching. Head pressing back into the mattress of the bed. It mattered little, as the increasing force and speed of their respective hips were drawing greater pleasure out of both student and mentor. He needed to let loose, if only for a while. And there seemed a rather limited number of options presented before him, so the man chose quickly on what to do next.

 

[Lady_Gamer]

Caitlin was supremely responsive to the indications of her mentor's hand, easily adopting the pace and rocking motion that he encouraged with the slightest guiding pressure on her hips. She could feel the walls of her pussy clenching at his thick member as he motioned himself in a circular fashion, causing for her to feel a continued stretching sensation. The redhead gave a muffled cry, the noises largely being absorbed by the mouth of Sarah. She heard John speak and took great pride in the fact that he was pleased with her performance thus far.

The two women continued to kiss - Rainmaker reflected briefly that Kat's passions had intensified considerably upon receiving the penetration of Mr. Lynch's sizable cock. She accepted the lustful attention without jealousy in the matter. After all, one of Kat's hand worked at Sarah's breast while the other rubbed aggressively at her slit - the Native woman would find it hard to complain. Her own hands had wandered; she had ceased stimulating Caitlin's clit, as she didn't want the poor girl reaching climax too soon. Instead, she had placed a hand on the back of Fairchild's head, pulling her eagerly forward into their open-mouthed kiss, with the other hand kneading at her breast with intermittent nipple pinching. The sharp but pleasurable pain would cause the paler woman's body to tense up briefly, her cunt clenching at John's cock with near-virgin tightness.

The noises that came from their mentor gave both women a significant amount of satisfaction - each was well aware of his efforts to keep quiet. The fact that he couldn't suffer in absolute silence was thrilling. No doubt he was experienced; leagues more experienced than the two girls combined, and there was seemingly something deeply gratifying in being capable of pleasing someone of his caliber. Caitlin felt his fingers curl into the flesh of her thighs. His body tensed, though the increasingly forceful thrusts of his hips did not cease. Both women reveled as his groans continued to increase in volume.

Sarah released her grip on the back of Kat's head as she heard their mentor speak her name. As he continued his verbalization, the woman used the time to grace Caitlin's collar bone with several kisses. Both hands came to her breasts, giving both nipples a good tug before John had finished speaking. She felt his strong hand close around her hips - effortlessly, he lifted her into the air and eased her over his face. The lowering of her cunt over his lips caused an immediate moan, joining the noises from Caitlin that were already filling the room.

The redhead was shameless. She continued to work herself over John's throbbing cock, remaining mindful of the sway of her hips as she eagerly fucked herself on her mentor's rod. Her vocalizations were in no way restrained - somewhere deep inside, she thanked Sarah for the momentary humiliation in the living room. Caitlin certainly couldn't guarantee, though, that she wouldn't call out the man's name by accident at some point. The throws of passion were a hell of a thing.

As John began to use his tongue on Sarah's dripping cunt, the woman was unable to keep herself from grinding on his face. "Oh fuck..." the woman rasped. She was somewhat surprised to find that she had almost muttered the man's name. Upon the realization that Kat's constant cries of pleasure would easily cover her more restrained volume, Sarah continued. She placed her hands on Mr. Lynch's chest, clawing at his flesh. "Mmm. A savior and a wonderful lover. Grats, Kat."

The other woman seemed too preoccupied to respond to this - which likely only made the latter of Sarah's points. Caitlin had taken to holding her own breasts, grasping roughly at her nipples. Her head was thrown back and her panting became more evident as her cries gave way to moans. A light tremble traveled through her body.

Rainmaker bit down on her lower lip. Mr. Lynch's fingers stimulated her clit as his tongue thrust in and out of her pussy - her hands had taken it upon themselves to reflect the work of Kat. The tan woman growled, her eyes remaining open and focused on Caitlin. The other woman took several short, shallow breaths, as if attempting to recover herself - she lifted her head and looked at Sarah. The flush of her face - the movements of her hands upon her own chest - Kat was quite the sight. It caused a shiver to run through Rainmaker.

"Please..." Kat whined lustfully. "I mean, I can't -- I'm going to --" Her body shuddered and she literally screamed.

Sarah watched as Caitlin's juices overflowed, her sexual fluids forcefully bursting out of her cunt as the continued motions of her and John's hips met. Kat's vaginal walls gave to tight spasms and her hands clenched brutishly at her chest. "Oh, fuck! Fuck, John - you feel so good!"

Rainmaker hadn't been capable of restricting Kat from climax; instead, the Native woman found herself undeniably close. The combination of John's skilled attentions and the sight of Caitlin riding the man's magnificent cock - it was simply too much. The woman dug her nails into John's chest briefly before suddenly leaning forward. She grabbed roughly at one of Kat's hands, removing it from her chest, and took the redhead's breast in her mouth. She suckled and bit at the nipple as the other woman came. Sarah wasn't far behind.

The tan woman wasn't nearly as vocal about the ordeal as her female counterpart. She did, however, share many similar indications - she shivered, moaned, and bucked her hips wantingly over John's face. She could feel a rush of heat as it escaped her lower lips and smeared over her mentor's mouth.

 

[Eazy]

The team's mentor was eager at meeting Fairchild's motions as his hips rocked and pushed with the movements of her own body. For having only been together one time prior, they seemed to have a rather adept knack for matching the others needs. Their hips moving, grinding, feeling her flowing fluids spill out more steadily upon the man's lap and inner thighs while she neared her own climax. Indeed, John perhaps wasn't so far behind her, as even the most experienced of lovers had their limits in terms of restraint. Which was in itself part of the reason for having shifted the positioning of Sarah only minutes earlier, even if he'd since found a far better reason for keeping the tanned teenager where she was as his tongue worked in alternate motions along her clit and swollen lips.

Planting his feet a bit more firmly onto the mattress beneath them, John started to gain extra leverage, allowing for stronger thrusts upward which were mostly done in matching tempo with the rise and fall of Caitlin's athletic body. Sarah's own words were almost entirely lost on the male, albeit more due to having her thighs clamped so close around his ears, but he did pick up enough of her compliment on his technique to let out a smirk before increasing his efforts. His fingers worked at her clit, rubbing it, teasing with frequency to keep her on a heightened sense of pleasure, while at the same time not simply falling into the trap others might of simply rubbing at the tender nub of flesh without any method to the movements.

Having neared a fevered pitch to the already intense onslaught of his senses - not the least of which being the sound, and indeed feel, of Caitlin nearing her impending orgasm - the older man began to assault the redhead with the thrusting of his hips at a rather fierce pace. The way he'd held back prior, teasing instead of letting loose, had gone out the window, as he felt her inner muscle squeezing and releasing around his thick, throbbing cock which she rode for all her might. The feel of nails clawing along his strong chest had only urged the man's efforts, as Fairchild would soon find herself bucking up and down, those surprisingly strong legs of the man beneath her thoroughly fucking her despite being on the bottom, as John suddenly let out a muffled sound of bliss into Sarah's swollen lips to signal the approach of his own climax.

This happened at roughly the same time Rainmaker was letting out her own rush of fluids, which John was very eager at licking up while his tongue worked deeper; those fingers rubbing and lightly pinching at her clit as she rode his face to take her own pleasures. As this happened, the redhead would feel the by now previously experienced sensation of the normally darkly clad male's cock pulsating and then releasing the first streams of his thick, warm cum into her cunt; filling Caitlin and mixing with her own fluids, then spilling out onto their inner thighs and his lap while John continued to thrust the length of his arousal deeply into the girls body. Both student and mentor basked in the time together, as their hips clashed and rocked together, the wet sounds of their moist flesh echoing alongside the girls respective sounds of pleasure while riding out their peaks.

After a while, John's lower body would eventually slow, his tongue having moving to slower, yet still penetrating passes between Sarah's fleshy petals, while his hand began to relent on teasing at her button after a few parting rubs. The man had came so much inside of Caitlin, to where the girl was perhaps even more filled then during their encounter in the office. And the thing was? As Fairchild may have noticed by now, their team mentor was still throbbing hard and seemingly raring for more of this. Indeed, John was tempted, and had even started to lightly sway his hips to tease at the inside of Kat's body, but soon began to lightly tap at Sarah's hip until the girl got the signal to remove herself from his head.

As she did so, the older male did take the opportunity to tilt his head slightly, getting in a few parting licks and kisses along her inner thighs before they were out of his reach, then taking a few seconds to lick at his lips and catch his breath prior to addressing the pair, "M-My God, Caitlin... that was amazing...." His words were slightly strained due to the combination of his own orgasm and the shorter breaths caused by Sarah's previous placement.

Age may have also played a small factor, but it certainly didn't show as the older male gave the redhead an appreciative smile, before getting right back to business, "Much as I love being inside of you, Caitlin, would you please get up for now?" Letting the request settle on this for a moment, John's smile soon turned to an almost devilish smirk as he added, "It's time I got off my lazy back and started contributing a little more of my own style to our night together."

Waiting for the Amazonian teenager to comply with his request, Lynch did let out a shudder at the sensation of her tight vaginal walls squeezing around his still hard cock while she pulled him out; feeling their mixed fluids spilling out and out onto the man's lap along the way. Sitting up, John was quick to turn around, kneeling on the bed and facing Rainmaker, as he gave her a sly look which said without words for her to trust him on what came next. Those perhaps surprisingly firm and strong hands of the older male then gripped at the teens tanned legs, before starting to lightly pull and slide her down the bed, toward the center.

Letting go, the male then placed a strong hand on Sarah's shoulder, meeting her eyes the entire time, as he simply instructed, "Lay back for me." Giving a light nudge with his hand, not so much forcing her down, but indeed making his request known until she relented on her own to laying back on the mattress; the legs she was previously kneeling on earlier now held by the man's arms and parted further.

Gazing down at Sarah's dripping cunt, the older male then glanced toward Caitlin's direction, checking to make certain she was watching what came next, as he moved a hand to grasp at the base of his cock and begin rubbing the head along her swollen folds. "You've already give Caitlin and myself so much attention, Sarah. Along with having put tonight together for the three of us. So I think it's time we gave you a token of our thanks before the night is over. Wouldn't you agree?"

The former question was actually directed toward both girls, albeit with his gaze largely focused on Rainmaker during his short spiel. Not wasting another moment, the man's hips began pressing forward, feeling his body growing tensed once more due to the early feeling of resistance from the teens own moist lips. While not simply thrusting into her without any care for making the entry enjoyable, John was indeed a tad more aggressive compared with the formally virginal Caitlin; feeling the thick, mushroom head of his cock push its way into the woman's cunt while feeding her inch by inch of that thick length.

The difference in his approach with the two girls also showed with how the man had quickly began to work his hips against her at a slow, yet steady pace. Only a little time spent for letting her adjust to his girth, before working that thick, fat cock into her tight grip as the mixture of his and Caitlin's earlier juices began mixing inside of her cunt. Soon enough, his hips worked themselves at a faster pace, with the thrusts starting to rock the teen Native American girl at a steady, forceful pace upon the mattress as short grunts and groans managed to escape his lips along the way. Glancing toward Caitlin on occasion, looking to see what she was doing and/or seeing if she was admiring the 'show, John began to tighten the trip on her thighs, securing his hold on her lower body, as the man continued to steadily increase the speed and force in which he fucked the young, tanned superheroine laid out before him.