Misguided Part 1 bySapphoLust © 2019
These are my recollections, as I've put them down on paper. I'm Nina Mercado, a former stripper and porn actress from Vegas who decided to make a better life for myself. I was born in the southwestern part of Texas and my family migrated north to Dallas where I went to school. I've always been an attractive woman and with my Native American dark hair and brown, smooth skin I was a natural on the strip where I worked for too many years.
I've always been athletic and swam as much as I could to stay in good shape, even into my late twenties. In high school I excelled in english and history but my parents didn't have money to send me to college so I left and went to Vegas to work when I graduated. I worked the clubs did a few tripple x rated flicks, but nothing that paid enough to justify the dangers of the gig. I danced in and around Vegas for too many years before I realized I could do much more with my life. I ran into a girlfriend from my high school days and she helped me into doing something for myself I could never have dream of doing. I went back to college, got motivated to get my undergrad degree and followed through to attain my Masters in Psychology and became a guidance counselor in a regional high school in a mid-western state far away from Las Vegas.
It's a non assuming town with good values and a job that could help support me while I decided what to do next. I've had to accept my addictions and found recovery from my crack and marijuana habits, but had never dealt with my overwhelming lust for other sexy women in my life. Not until I met Deb and another woman, had I ever been so addicted to hot sex. Although I 'm bisexual, I'm rarely attracted to men these days. Instead I seem drawn to older, sultry mature women who want me to dominate them and give me sex as much as I want them to. I wasn't prepared for what would come next.
It was so strange, I awoke from a dream where I was almost being forced to have sex, something I have not done, yet. I found myself masturbating almost uncontrollably after this extended fantasy. This super erotic dream had overtaken my subconscious mind, where I was taken by three men on at once. I didn't see their faces but they were well endowed and very muscular. One stud fucked my ass as I laid on my side on a huge plush carpet. Another young hunk pinched and sucked on my plump breasts. Then there's this last guy right over me, inches from my face, who's made me fondle his stiff balls while he stroked his huge cock. He demanded that I suck his cock to completion, but I refused. I awoke just when the guy was about to shoot his big load all over my heaving breasts. I was confused, angry and yet aroused by the explicit dream. It was so strange because I mostly just consciously think about older women these days.
I laid in my bed wrapped in thought about Lisa, a hot busty porn star I had never worked with, but was always attracted to. I fingered my wet pussy and got my nipples hard as I imagined Lisa sucking on my clit. Her experienced sharp tongue stimulated my womanhood. Just the thought of this made my blood rush down there. My mind throbbed with lustful thoughts as I felt the warm release of another great orgasm. I knew I couldn't stay in bed that morning, there were just too many things to do at work. The more responsible part of me knew I had to get to work. I recalled the last orgasm I had during that forceful dream and realized my labia was totally extended. My large pink clitoris was very visible, and I couldn't stop from touching it and fondling my sensitive nips. I really had to constrain myself, be mature. I got dressed.
These dreams and their psychological roots must have be related to things I haven't resolved. Or, maybe they're just leftover fantasies from my former career. I began my daily routine of getting ready for another day at a regular job. When I looked down on my brown skinned, firm body, I still felt young and vibrant especially for a woman soon to turn 40.
I make it my business to get to the gym where I love doing aerobics and other exercises and can still swim 50 laps in the pool. Its one reason I get so many compliments on my exceptional hourglass figure, accentuated by my 36DD breasts with silver dollar sized areola, tipped with abundant thick brown nipples. I adored my sumptuous breasts. The surgeon did an amazing job years ago. I had a lovely set of natural 32C's but wanted more. In so many ways it was worth it, but everything has its consequences.
I've never had to dye my hair. I've always loved its jet black luxurious texture. Most days I don't miss my former lifestyle, but occasionally I get pangs of lust that won't quit unless I watch a super heated lesbian flick and masturbate to it. I love those ones with the busty babes in it I used to work with just a few years ago. I love seeing is Lisa Leggs work. She was so hot! I've heard she's left the business too, and is just doing her art, painting nudes or something like that. Lisa and I never did a scene together, but I wish we had, we both have such an affinity for women, it would've so fuckin' hot! I struggled to lose these distracting sexual thoughts and get myself ready, but it's always been a struggle.
While I applied my make up, I thought back to all the changes I'd made these last few years. Many things had changed, but my heavy lust for women of all ages had not. It had only grown more and more intense with each passing month. A real relationship with any woman was a distant smudge on the horizon. I only engaged in casual sex these days and didn't even question why.
My job was to be a guidance counselor to all the students in this small high school where the ages ranged from 13 to 18. All the young vibrant students, especially the young women at the school, were causing me to have to dress more carefully. Just the other day one of the more attractive art teachers came up to me and I realized I was getting aroused by her sexy appearance, but luckily I was wearing a flowing blouse with a good bra which hid my stiff nipples.
Many of the faculty and students must think I'm a bit strange with all the conservative dresses I wear compared to their more fashionable, skin tight pant suits and shorter dresses. And these days I had to be more conservative in my dress or I'd be in real trouble and get fired.
But for some strange reason today I said to myself, "fuck this shit, I need to own my sexuality today." I chose to wear a more revealing mini skirt today and a nifty light orange ribbed sleeveless top. And since there was a bit of a chill still in the air, I wore my leopard skin jacket to work today too.
I have to keep a very visible presence in a large office that doesn't allow me much privacy at all. If students wanted to talk to me in private, I usually use the music department's practice rooms. The music department of the Mid Western High School is situated close by and we're advised to use the out- of -the way, sound proof rooms for most of the controversial, difficult students who might need some privacy.
It seemed like the average busy day with staff meetings and regular appointments with students needing advice on the next step in their educational process. Around 2pm I got a call from our Vice Prinicipal, Ms Melanie Daniels, who I suspected knew somethings about my prior career. She wanted to meet me outside the school in a store. That was unusual but I knew I had to show up and listen to her in any case. Melanie was a fast paced woman in her late thirties who considered herself a feminist who believed that women deserved to be not only treated equally, but that we were owed something for all the years of servitude to the mem. I totally agreed with her, but her radical thoughts were far from what the parents of most of our student class wanted for their children. Melanie was a very smart, strong leader. She was also a strikingly well dressed woman who carried her buxom figure well, but she didn't hide her voluptuous body one bit. Almost everyday she'd wear a more revealing outfit. She had very muscular full arms and loved to wear sleeveless dresses in summer. Or she'd wear skirts that showcased her shapely leg muscles and sometimes even a low cut sweater with a work out bra underneath that made it easier to see her full sized, firm breasts. She was a dark brunette with shoulder length silky hair. She always had a pleasant demeanor and was good to everyone she worked with at the school. We didn't really know one another too well, but I remember that she complimented me on my looks more than once, which I found appealing. She was still one of my superiors and I had to show her the utmost respect in every situation. To my surprise the address Melanie had given me was the well known high class lingerie store, which almost stood out in this very republican town. But the store did a brisk business to all types of women around the area. I entered the high profiled lingerie store and found Melanie Daniels in the rear contemplating some very racy underwear.
"Hi Ms. Daniels," I said, in an affectionate, business like way. We were in the back section of the store.
"Dear, please call me Mel or Melanie, we're co- workers remember,?"
"Sorry. Okay, Mel, is there something you need help with?" I asked politely.
"Nina, One of the teachers showed me site on the web today and it was a triple X rated site with videos and pictures of a woman who looks a lot like,"
"Yes, that was me," I interrupted her to say. "I quit that job over a year ago and have no control over what they put up. I was paid to do that work and I told Mr. Jensen that when he hired me," I said to her in a defensive firm voice. She motioned me into the one of the larger dressing rooms. I thought she was going to fire me. I really did.
"Nina, you are one brave woman! I've never seen such a hot woman with such talent for kids and I'm working with you everyday! I knew about the site along time ago too. I've been subscribing to another site you're also featured on, and masturbating to a steamy video you did with another starlet where you both fucked each other on the beach..." Mel whispered all of this in one breath quickly to me as we stood in the dressing room.
I could see where this was going. Mel apparently had planned to come on to me strong all along. I had thought about coming onto her before and would love to fuck her too, but I knew we couldn't do it right there! She was adamant and took off her top quickly and kissed me on the mouth. She wrapped her arm around me and held me close, I felt her breasts against my outfit and they felt great, but I was concerned.
"Let me see your luscious body Nina," Mel demanded.
"Mel," I pleaded, but she was on fire. It was obvious I had to satisfy her at all costs and then I'd take it from there.
"Nina, I'm 35 and I can't stand my marriage. I've been a lesbian in the closet for too long, I need some relief!" She whispered into my ear in a frantic state of mind She was horny and hungry for a woman a I was the likely target. In some ways she was like no other woman I'd been with recently, and it aroused me to no end.
She helped me out of my blouse and wanted me to undress, but I hesitated,
"We can't do anything here Mel, let's figure this out and meet somewhere safe," I said as I noticed how beautiful her body really was.
Mel caressed my face and shoulders and kissed me again, our tongues met as our bodies warmed to each other.
She put her fingers up my mini and found my wet mound under those panties quicker than any man could. She had me.
"Suck my tits, Mel suck on my hard nips babe," I told her. Melanie leaned down and took my ample breast into her wanting mouth and tongued my nipple into a nice erect state.
"Ommnnghhhh," The Vice Principal moaned as she sucked my heaving breasts with one hand and then yanked off my panties to get to my naked vagina. We caressed each other for a few minutes and then I went down on her lovely pussymound. Mel sat in the bench stall as I pulled off her panties and dove my face into her modestly hairy mound. I stroked her warm labia, parting it with my experienced tongue as I massaged her ample breasts simultaneously. She covered her mouth with her hand as she moaned in lust for me to take her to orgasm. I dove my entire mouth into her wetness and she complied by lifting her hips into my wanting mouth. I grabbed her ass and held her close as my tongue lashed at her swollen clitoris. She cried a high shriek which I thought had to be heard outside the dressing rooms. Soon enough, this hot woman flooded my mouth with her cumjuices as I swallowed them down as fast as I could.
We both realized we had to take this somewhere safe, and got dressed quickly.
"We'd better buy something too, or else they'll think we were shoplifting or something," I said as we got dressed.
"Good idea, I'll buy this nightie and you can get those panties over there," she motioned to a row of colorful thongs. "I'm buying!"
"Thanks Mel,"
We kissed and hugged she gave me her private number and I gave her my address and told her to call me later that night. To our amazement the clerks were in the forward part of the store and hadn't heard us.
We left the store separately and headed back to work, but I hadn't come and was very aroused. I went back to the ladies room at school and cleaned myself up for my last few appointments. I realized that I had one the hottest students in the school to see in just a few minutes.
Debbie Wattenford was one of my new cases. Debbie had been caught drinking and having sex in the Teacher's lounge. I knew it was imperative for Debbie to realize how damaging the drinking was to her life. Debbie was scheduled to come in for a 3:30 appointment and was already 15 minutes late. I picked up her file again, and read between the lines about the broken family, constant moving around, the older brother trying to abuse her sexually. All these facts were very common characteristics, which pointed out how dangerous a situation the young woman was in. Debbie lived with her mom, who I had the pleasure of meeting at a parent -teacher conference a month ago. I remembered how stunning a woman she was. A very intelligent woman with a great figure too. I had to admit to fantasizing about making love to Debbie's hot mom, Jannelle, after that first meeting. My mind stop wandering about her as Debbie strode in the door of the guidance office towards my desk.
Debbie had a svelte, olive skinned body. She was exceptionally beautiful and I found myself immediately highly attracted to her, which made my job more challenging. I knew it would be the end of this good job if anyone found out I was even attracted to this woman, never mind having sex with her. I was committed to not getting personally involved at all and to just help this senior student get out of high school.
"I'm like, so sorry I forgot about this meeting, my girlfriend reminded me when it was almost too late, so like, why am I here now?" Debbie said, catching her breath as she sat down in the chair next to my desk. The office was still buzzing with people coming and going, the end of the day routines and such. It was a very distracting atmosphere.
"Deb, it's almost the end of the day here, and I absolutely have to speak with you. I have the report written by the Principal and the teachers who found you having sex in the teacher's bathroom. Follow me to the music department practice rooms, where we can continue this conversation in private, okay?" I said. As we headed out the door I noticed Deb's eyes on me, she must've noticed my legs in the more revealing mini skirt. I lead the young attractive student to the end of the hallway and down a short flight of stairs. We closed the room to a glass walled practice room and sat facing one another.
"This place is creapy Ms Mercado, " the young woman said as she eyed the broken music stand and the huge tuba sitting on the floor. It was a dingy room but it had to suffice for my
one on one private conversations.
"Deb, you can call me Nina, we can keep this informal right now, okay?" I was trying to lessen her resistant attitude to just being there.
"Thanks, Nina, I do love your outfit.
"Oh... do you like it, really?"
"Yes, it's very... sexy. I've noticed its not what you've typically worn to work." Deb was very observant.
"We should talk about what the administration wants me to do with you, Deb. You could be looking at some serious problems here, let's talk," I had to direct the conversation back to the reason for her being there.
"Ok, I didn't realize it was that serious, Nina,"
Deb finally shucked her denim jacket and got serious when she saw me review her file. The upper torso was just gorgeous! Her subtle shoulders and firm ripe breasts were tough for me to ignore.
"Debbie, the Principal has told me that you have been found drinking and having sex in the bathrooms. Personally drinking at your age is not a great idea; it will mess up your intestinal system, your mind and mess with your moods way too much to make it seem worthwhile. But I understand the pressure to drink, believe me. I just want you to think before you take the first drink next time. Please try to reflect on how you were feeling when you decided to drink. Consider this and come back to me and let's discuss it, Okay?
"That's it? Just tell you how it goes next time and we'll discuss it?"
"That's right, for starters. I'm going to tell the Principal that we had this chat and you will not be drinking in school any longer, Okay."
"Okay, but..."
"No, you're not off the hook that easily," I mused.
"Oh, ummnn," Deb's mind raced back to what happened last week. I could see her eyes darting immediately, trying to conceive cover stories in her mind. A typical reaction by young people.
"Now, you were having sex with Tom in the teacher's ladie's room. First, how did you ever get in there? And you'll have to elaborate on why and how you thought this was an acceptable behavior for school?" I said, waiting for a juicy answer.
"Well, first the room was wide open, so we went in. Second, Tom has this terrific large thick cock and he tempts me with dirty talk all the fuckin' time!"
"Give me an example of how he 'tempts you'?" I asked, with touch of sarcasm.
"So he'll give me a kiss and a hug g'bye before we go to class and sometimes he makes me feel how hard he is right in the hallway! Then if we think no one is around he'll grab my ass and fondle me before he leaves. It turns me on a lot! Sometimes he'll tell me how he loves to lick my pussy until I come in his mouth."
"That's how he tempts you? I'm no virgin Deb. You can tell me what really happened in there. You'll have to do better than that Debbie," I said. I wanted to hear her retell the sticky details of how she was fucked by her hot varsity boyfriend.
"Well he says it differently, Nina!"
"So tell me HOW he tempts you so I understand, and tell me what he looks like, in your mind. How does Tom make you get all aroused that you let him into the ladies room on the second floor of the building for sex during the class change time?" I raised my voice and stared at her and demanded to be told all the salacious details.
Deb thought for a few seconds, and finally looked at me as she sat cross-legged on the plush couch, her firm calf and thigh muscles exposed. I admit, I must've been a bit impatient, but my pussy was very aroused by seeing Deb's adolescent breasts bobbing in that cotton halter-top, the outline of her nipples was a very alluring image.
"Come on Nina, Tom is really hung! He's a varsity football player with a great hard body and he has like this very thick, nine inch cock, with a crown which is so freekin' big! It feels so good in my mouth too! I just love it when he shoots his big load down my throat. I love the way he tastes too!" Deb said in her raspy voice, looking straight into my eyes for effect.
a moment passed.
"Can I smoke down hear?" Deb said, feeling nervous about sharing all her stuff about Tom.
"Are you kidding? No. Now tell me more about how you were feeling about Tom and how he seduced you into the bathroom, and who's idea was it anyway?" I feigned annoyance to keep up my part.
Deb squirmed in her chair, crossed and uncrossed her legs. For an eighteen year old, she held it together pretty well during this faux interrogation.
I studied her body language as she sat there. I sensed her arousal, and it was easily confirmed by her stiff nipples which pierced through her thin top.
"I loved to be with Tom. He's not my first guy, and we don't just have sex, we're good friends too! I try to help him with his homework, and we fool around naked. He likes when I sit on his face and he gets to suck my clit and play with my breasts, he's a good lover Nina!" Deb was really opening up to me, and I loved it.
"Ummnnn, sounds good to me too! Okay, so maybe now I can see how he tempted you that day," I said smiling at Deb. We both laughed a bit at the obvious mutual attraction to the image of a man's well endowed member and his talents with cunninglingus. I also wondered what it would be to get Tom and Deb together for a great threesome. I wondered if she enjoyed women.
"Have you ever sucked him off at school before, or was this just a first time?" I asked, hoping for more embellishment by my prize sex addicted student.
"Nina, are you serious? We've been fucking and sucking in the men's room and the girl's room for months now. The only reason we've got caught was that someone ratted on us!"
I tried hard, without avail, to get the focus back on my school job for the moment. But instead I accidently hiked up my skirt a bit higher, and let Deb see the curves of my inner thighs as she sat opposite me. She spied my dark thong, I could see her eyes going there.
"The Principal is really upset with you, and I told him I would help straighten you out on this matter today. He sure you have a drinking problem."
"I really don't drink that much!" She insisted.
"So what did Tom do to finally get you into that ladies room?"
"He tried to put his finger right up my skirt and finger my pussy in front of everyone as he kissed me and told me he'd lick and suck on my pussy until I came in his mouth," Deb said, with not an ounce of shame or guilt in her voice.
"Is Tom really good at licking you, does he really make you come?" I really wanted to know.
"Yeah, he's a pro. He does me so good most of the time, I can't hold back when he's on his game!"
"And so that's what you two did that day, when Mrs. Lewis discovered you?" I was writing this all down for later so I could make my report.
"Not exactly. Mrs. Lewis found me with Elisa Torino." Deb admitted to me. Deb watched my response to her admission of her lesbian encounter carefully. I wasn't really shocked, but I was confused.
"Oh Okay, now I am confused a bit here! Apparently the report is not that clear," I said, as I glanced down at the forms given to me. Fuck the forms, this girl was getting me horny!
"Deb, you have to come clean now and tell me everything! Straighten out the record here please!" My attempt to dig more into that salacious afternoon.
"And what were you doing with Elisa?" I wanted the details on this, but knew I had to be patient.
"She's that really prissy honor's student, isn't she?" I interjected. I thought I knew the girl, a person who could be very difficult. I had only met Elisa once. She was an honors student trying to get into
Harvard or MIT.
"Yes, she came onto me in the girl's bathroom, just the day before I got caught with Tom," Deb seemed relieved to admit this to someone she seemed to trust. She glanced down almost in shame but in the direction of my bare thighs.
"Is that ALL that happened, she came onto you, tell me the truth Debbie!" I had to uncover all the delicious details.
"A few days before in gym locker room, Elisa came up to me, and says she's always had a crush on me and she'd like to help me with my term papers, so we agreed to hang out. We began seeing one another secretly, because her Mom would shit if she saw her hangin' out with me."
"And then we met by chance in the girls room and she wants to play. We began fondling and touching each other and that's when Mrs. Lewis must've seen me sucking and licking her clit. Elisa shaves most of her pubic hair and its really nice to lick her, then we rubbed against each other in the stall until we're both all hot and that's when I went down on her for a second time. And I'm sure Ms. Lewis was watching us for more than a few minutes before she stopped us."
"Is that why she also told me that you were touching yourself in her class the next day?" I still had to tell Deb about the note Mrs. Lewis sent to me, but she didn't make a reference to how long they were in the bathroom.
"Tell me Deb, do you like to touch yourself in front of others?" I knew I was skirting a very careful line here, but I also wanted to get her total confidence and trust.
"Sometimes, I do. I like, just fondling my breast or rubbing my clit, yes is that SO bad?" Deb looked at me seriously. I could see she was possibly attracted to me.
"It's not appropriate behavior to do anything like that in class my dear! I said quietly looking directly into her eyes, trying to develop some real trust. Mrs. Lewis says you were almost masturbating in the front row of her class last week." I had to tell what was in the report, but in truth I also wanted desperately to see Deb stroke her clit and massage her swollen breasts right there in front of me. I could feel my wetness fill my thong as she told me all this stuff.
"Nina, Mrs. Lewis is HOT! She marches around in a extra short mini and fish nets a lot, and sometimes with no underwear!"
"Really!"
"Fuckin hey! Really." Deb folded her arms in front of her tits, which instead of hiding those lovely twins, made them seem more prominent.
I immediately thought about trying to meet up with this instructor to see if that was truly the case. That would have to wait for another day too!
"So, wait, who caught you with Tom?"
"Another teacher. Miss Maxwell," Deb frowned.
"And how was that resolved? By now I was really aroused by taking Deb through this discussion of her past sexual exploits in the school. I'm sure Deb picked up on my aroused state but she was not going to say anything.
"She told Tom to go to her room and I think she gave him a blow job, but she didn't ask anything of me, but she obviously reported me to the Principal."
"I'll have a talk with Mrs Stacy Lewis and Mona Maxwell when I can about all this, and we'll straighten it out before it gets any messier."
I thought about Deb's honesty with me, and the mixed up way the account was written down by someone in the office. I wanted to delve deeper into Deb's sexuality if she'd let me. My guess was she'd be very into it!
"I'm not sure you have a drinking problem, Deb. You may be using sex as a way to suppress feelings of hate and distrust for your family," I told her.
"Will you consider taking some suggestions about your sexual adventures?"
"I don't think I have a problem with sex, I love fucking both women and men." Deb said, in a very definitive way. She surely felt comfortable being a young bisexual woman, which was in itself very refreshing.
But Debbie still looked confused and sullen. I picked up on her change in mood and asked her if everything was all right.
"I feel so weird 'cause I discovered some things about YOU this weekend." Deb said, looking right into my eyes.
"Me?" I asked pensively, as I crossed her arms in front of my chest, almost imitating Deb's behavior a few minutes prior.
"Yes, Nina. this's been on my mind all week since I discovered this DVD over the weekend. Tom brought over a disc for us to watch and you were the star in it! Tom loves women with large tits and especially men with large thick cocks, and I enjoyed it too. We fucked all night while the video played on in my bedroom," Deb told her, finally relieved to get her secret out.
"Okay, so now you know about my life as Nina Medina, the porn star!" I said, smirking but I was very worried about the implications. I've thought it too many times. I wondered how many other students, especially the horny guys in the school, would be beating off to images of me taking cum all over my body.
"We found a few more of your triple x rated shows last week and they're so fuckin' outrageous! You have one of the hottest bodies I have ever seen and I cannot fuckin' believe you are my guidance counselor!" Deb said to me.
"Well, Yes, so now you know that I have been a porn star before this. But what does it matter what I did for a living before coming here? What REALLY matters is that we all care about you and you may be using your beautiful body to squash your feeling about your family issues."
"So who cares, my Mom?"
"She doesn't care if I get drunk after school or before, she doesn't care who I fuck or when I masturbate, all she cares about is her job," Deb said, almost in tears.
"Listen to me Deb, I care about you. Your friends care about you and your Mom cares about you also,"
"You care?"
"Yes, why is that so unusual?" I was lost in my lust for this beautiful student and I didn't know what I was doing.
I reached into my purse and took out my business card which had only my work phone number and room. I jotted down my home address and cell number for her and told her to call me anytime to discuss this situation. I was honest with her that I had to file a more detailed report and she may be suspended but not for more than a few days. Deb took it well and thanked me for listening and trusting in her.
We left it at that and I was hopeful that she would reach out to me at some future time. We'd see what happened then.
END Part 1