Summer School Pt. 02 Ch. 12

Hello you naughty girls and boys!

Dee's concerned about Tom's ability to handle her and her friends. Here we find a little more about the ladies in the group.

All characters in the story are 18 years of age or older.

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Dee lay there on the couch holding Tom close, her shirt covering him almost down to his waist. His small soft tongue was making slow licks in the middle of her chest. It was nice and relaxing; at least for her.

She doubted whether Tom would be able to relax. She held his arms behind his back and the close confines under her top could be claustrophobic. But she didn't feel sorry for him. This was easy stuff.

He was here to be her toy. She wasn't even playing with her toy; he was just lying on her chest. Maybe his tongue was licking up a little sweat, but that was nothin'. Toys were meant to be played with.

And while she liked the idea of showing Tom, her new little Titty Baby, off to her friends that also meant she would have to share him, at least a little. She didn't want to worry about breaking him when she played, but she knew she could be more careful than Latasha.

Latasha was the slimmest of her little group, and also the most glamorous. She still had curves mind you; a nice round booty and her big tits. Well they weren't as large as Dee's, not by a long shot, but for her frame they were well sized and got her plenty of attention.

She also had long, well toned legs. When they went out dancing Latasha would take to the floor, usually in a high slit dress and high heels. If her tits hadn't drawn attention there were plenty of men, and even some women who would be taken by those sexy bare legs.

And Latasha knew how to dress. She was quite simply the prettiest of the group, and she would often take the lead getting them into bars and VIP lounges. You just couldn't be sure if she was going to use her sexy voice and sweet talk someone or if she was just going to bitch slap them and make her demands clear. Either way it always seemed to work.

Together they shared the leadership of the group; Latasha showing strength and determination and Dee providing wisdom and even restraint. And Dee knew her role was important. Latasha would listen to her, but she wouldn't take any orders, and seldom any requests, from anyone else. If Latasha took the girls out without Dee, their chances for trouble would rise considerably.

Latasha was strong willed and something like a warrior. And it was a sight to see when they were in private. All the girls liked to have their fun and for the most part they shared with each other. But sometimes the girls would get their thrills just sitting back and watching Latasha work.

Latasha always liked to play rough, especially with white toys. Girl or boy didn't matter. If it was a white toy Latasha was harsh. In fact Dee had to laugh a little to herself thinking about some of the crazy things her friend had done.

They had been close for many years and Latasha always kept things exciting. She also always had Dee's back and Dee had hers. But with all the fun and excitement came risk. She knew if one day her small circle got in any trouble, real trouble, like being arrested or fearin' for their lives, Latasha would be at the heart of it.

So Latasha was a concern. She would never forgive Dee for hiding a toy from her and not playing together with it. But Dee couldn't afford Latasha's enthusiasm to get out of hand with Tom. If Tom was damaged in any way, Dee would have to explain herself to Patricia, and that wasn't a position she wanted to be in.

In fact she was wondering if it had really been a good idea to take Patricia's offer. Of course with Patricia it was a little more than an offer; more of a request. Didn't really matter now as Dee had already agreed. That ship had sailed. Now she had to figure out what sort of playtime was possible and how best to prepare Tom for Latasha and her other friends.

Georgina was close to Latasha in size being a little shorter but also thicker in body. Her breasts were smaller than Latasha's but in much the same way Latasha's were smaller than Dee's. You wouldn't look at Georgina and say she had small tits. Latasha might have the bigger, better rack, but Gina made up for it with her ass. Her big dark booty was clearly the larger of the two.

And the two did like to compete. Latasha usually came out on top but that didn't stop Gina from tryin'. Dee had already figured that Gina desperately wanted to impress Latasha but sometimes that backfired as Latasha saw it as a personal challenge or lack of respect.

This was just another reason that Momma had to be around when tempers flared. She was the voice of reason and would negotiate the peace when things got heated.

Georgina liked to have her fun too. She liked to play hard and that made her a good fit for the group. She could be more careful than Latasha but like Dee, she didn't like having to hold back. She would love to have a new toy to play with but she'd be disappointed if she had to exercise a measure of care.

And why should she have to? It was Tom who was gonna have to make some changes. Little Titty Baby better make Momma proud or he's gonna be in for some punishment as well as playtime. He'd need to be able to satisfy all of the women and not let his shortcomings put a damper on their fun.

And then there was Nadine. She was the easiest to convince to hold back, for any reason; partially because she didn't get as crazed or perhaps as 'passionate' as the others. Oh she had her moments and as soon as anyone thought she was a little soft she'd come out with a big surprise. And yet still she was as much of a threat to Tom as Gina was.

While Gina might be more aggressive and trying to show off for Latasha, Nadine was closer in size to Dee and therefore her natural charms were more likely to break the boy by accident. Where Latasha had a classic sexy goddess look, Nadine was a flawless BBW.

She had big beautiful breasts and while they were still smaller than Dee's she was a little envious of their shape. She could get more attention from a deep cut or open top. And if they were out in public in bikinis, then Latasha and Nadine would get all the attention. She was like a thick pinup and if someone wasn't paying Latasha enough attention, you could be sure they were droolin' over Nadine.

Nadine was also light skinned, which is why Latasha always called her Cocoa. She had been mistaken for being Mexican before which Latasha thought was a riot. But her light skin may have given her a larger audience of suitors; or simply shifted the demographics a bit. If the gang ever needed a white voice, Nadine would be called upon. Of course the 'need' for a white voice was usually enough to drive Latasha into a whirlwind.

So Nadine, or Cocoa, would be invited to play but would pose a similar risk to Tom that Gina would. She wasn't as rough by nature but her thick frame and sizable assets would still be a threat to the boy. Broken by carelessness or by accident, still would lead to the same troubles with Patricia.

So that's what Dee had to worry about. While she had some other friends and the size of their group varied depending upon the night and the activities, she wasn't planning on bringing anyone else over to play with Tom. It would just be the core group and that was still posing its own difficulties.

Of course the real problem wasn't Latasha's rough style of play or Gina's need to match her. Nor was it Nadine's large frame just as Dee's size didn't matter. The real problem was Tom. He may be an adult, but he wasn't a man by Dee's standards.

Not that he had to be if he was just a toy. But a toy his age would usually be a football player; maybe a wrestler. Part of the fun was showing those toys they weren't so tough after all, but the fun was over too soon if they just gave up; or just couldn't take it.

They needed toys who thought they could win. Toys who were up for the struggle made the fun last longer, and that's what playtime was all about. And yes Latasha also played with white girls who were more fragile, but that was a different type of play. As a whole they were used to playing with lumberjacks, athletes, maybe the occasional biker; sturdy men who wouldn't break so easily.

And what did she have now, head pulled deep into her cleavage? Tom wasn't someone she would describe as 'sturdy'. He might still be fun for an afternoon in his current condition, but if he was going to be making regular appearances, and if that meant playing with her friends, then he would have to step it up.

But just what could Dee do? She wouldn't really be able to bulk him up; she didn't have the time. He could do some exercises to get him better prepared, but she was going to have to plan their fun with a little more caution. Exercises after all were one of the fun activities they did, but Tom most assuredly wasn't ready for their program.

Still he was going to get more fit if he was going to be spending time with her. One of the pluses of his youth is that he should be able to recover quicker. That would help. She just needed to get a feel for his tolerances.

She was also allowed to give him homework, and in Tom's case that would likely consist of a lot of physical exercise. She'd have to work that out as well and send him home with a few routines to work on. She may need to get with Patricia to get a better idea of her scope. Maybe she could even get other teachers involved in making Tom more resilient. Surely that would be good for all of them.

Besides just the physical strain, Tom would need to work on his breathing; or his not breathing as the case may be. He would have to be able to hold his breath. And it wouldn't all be timed little exercises when it came to playtime. He'd have to adapt to the moment. Silly boy could hardly last ten seconds when he first met Dee's chest.

However that was something they could work on right away. And that would see more immediate results than any weightlifting. Yes breath holding would be a focus today. And it could be combined with some muscle work as well.

She would have to push him. She was already having thoughts on how to begin. Something that would get his blood pumping and his lungs working. And also something to remind him of his place. They didn't have time to waste.

She couldn't afford to be too gentle just because it was his first day. She could still wear him out; right after her nap.