Meadowvale Academy Chapter 53
These stories involve anal fingering, anal fisting, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, coprophagia, dom/sub relations, exhibitionism, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, lactation, mind control/behavioural training, orgasm denial, scatolia, sex machines, sissification, sitophilia, smothering, and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 53: First Days Part 2
Amanda noticed as the trio entered the room that the projector had been set up at the back of the class and quickly moved to claim their normal spot beside where it now stood. "Film day," she remarked with a grin, glancing at Pineapple.
"Mmmmmmm. Film day," the blonde repeated seductively as she massaged the exposed knob of her girlfriend.
Erin Avery waved off another girl who had looked to be sitting down in their favourite spot and nodded at her three friends as if to reserve a later place in line.
Amanda mouthed the word "Thank You." with a nod, understanding the quid pro quo. Presently they arrived at their destination. "I'm not sure we're going to need these," she remarked as she slipped Ingrid's panties off before sitting her down on the aisle seat next to the projector.
The rest of the class filed in and took their places as Miss Beauvalier glanced up and caught the eye of Pineapple. The latter wondered if the caramel skinned Amazon caught her earlier fondling. The staffer was absolutely stunning today. She wore a hip hugging cotton mini that was sandalwood in colour with a loose turtleneck that slid off of one shoulder. She smiled cordially as she continued her surreptitious teasing from behind the cover of the desk units in front of her.
"Today we are going to be watching a film called `The Principles of Fusion'," the teacher announced as she made her way down the middle of the class towards the projector. "Take notes, there will be a test at the end of the week."
Her swaying hips cast a spell on the Halversson girl and though she pretended not to notice the dreadlocked girl knew full well that she was aware of everything that was going on. She quickly left off her ministrations and fished around in her purse. She pulled out a pair of earbuds, her cellphone, and a combo earpiece/mic from her purse, handing them to Amanda. She remembered well how Dr. Doris had used a similar method on the girl everyone now called `Peaches' on New Year's Eve. It had been so hot. She was hardly able to contain herself. She ended up fucking everything that moved twice before the end of the night.
"Lights please Cameron. Avery, curtains please." she called to the two seniors. Presently the room when dark and she turned on the projector.
The room now dim Pineapple resumed stroking Ingrid after having paused momentarily to avoid a detection that would have had to be made public. "Mmmmmmm, feels nice doesn't it?" Ingrid nodded as she stared at the voluptuous ass less than a foot away from her. She glanced at Amanda who placed one of the small electronic units in each of the other blonde's ears and then handed her the cellphone and mic. "Can you hear me in your head Ingrid?" she asked. The Roundtree girl received another nod in kind and smiled at her partner in crime. The teacher bent over as if searching for something in the shelf below the projector platform pushing her clothed cheeks even closer to the semi-naked senior. "What a beautiful ass Ingrid. And it is so close. Sooo close. You want to smell it don't you, feel it on your face? Go on," she urged giving her head a little nudge forward. "It's waiting for you."
She was foggy now, her head swayed slightly. A second voice spoke in her head "It's OK to submit. It's easier to let other's decide."
"Yes, yes it was," she decided. She pushed in and molded the covered flesh around her face and sniffed. It was a wonderful smell.
Miss Beauvalier let a small smile curve from her mouth as she looked down over her shoulder at the entranced student and then at the other two. She had been waiting for this for a while. She had heard tales from others about the feeding capacities of Ingrid Halversson. Doris Hanratty had a story or two and so did her daughter Stella. She had also heard mumblings from a couple of students. But what Roberta Anders had told her about a party at the Roundtree's was something else again. And now it was her turn.
Ingrid felt a large hand gripped the back of her head and force it in further as a lengthy gaseous pungency quietly seeped out and flooded her senses.
"Breath in Ingrid, breathe with your nose," the first voice coaxed as her cock was stroked "Such a wonderful smell isn't it? Such a wonderful smell. But you want to taste it don't you? Yes, yes you do."
The pressure on her head loosened slightly, panties fell, and the material slowly rose. Bit by bit the curtain was raised, each tug exposing a bit more of the dark canyon of her desire. More stink was released and she sniffed deeply once again. Her tongue crept out and savoured the flesh and the dots of ass grease that speckled the skin. More of her generous round was made free of its confinement and her head was once more forced deep into the cleft. "Poor Miss Beauvalier, she has been standing so long. She needs to sit down," the first voice reasoned. "Why don't you sit down here with me and let her sit in your chair?"
"It's easier to let others decide," the second voice repeated. "It feels good to make others feel good."
The hand left her cock. Ingrid felt her body being guided from her seat to a squatting position on the floor, her thighs touching her calves, her legs spread, as the hand kept her head firmly entrenched within the anal crevice. Blind and without hearing other than the voices in her head she found herself now pinned between the seat of the chair and the all encompassing wall of flesh that had complexly engulfed her skull. The crack was pulled farther apart and she was sunk further within. And then another gaseous discharge overwhelmed her as the jacking of her cock re-started.
The voices in her head made it so easy. They told her what to do, they told her how to feel.
"It feels so warm and cozy in there doesn't it. Nice and moist and smelly. Yeeeeesssss. Yes it does. Lap it all up lovely Ingrid, lap up the beautiful brown icing like a good girl. You want to be fed now don't you?"
Her organ involuntarily bobbed.
"Your cock says you do. It says you are sooooo hungry. It says you should open your mouth now. Open it as much as you can."
She let her jaw slacken as the flesh above her pressed down even more. And then the fecal flow started. She swallowed easily as the endless serpent of sludge pushed in. She was jacked and then crowned, her body spasming desperately with each stroke. More and more shit was welcomed by her eager lips. Her gulping had become regular and rhythmic. She didn't know how long it went on or would, but her appetite wouldn't be denied; she was going to eat it all. She maintained her feeding pace as the filth from the cavern above continued its endless descent. And throughout it all, the voice urged her onwards, urged her depravity to meld with her desire until gradually, finally, the flood began to slow.
"You want to cum for me now lovely Ingrid? Want to have a nice big cum?" the voice asked as the hands on her cock stroked and slid with a new intensity. A third hand began to thumb her clit, a fourth sawed back and forth against her prostate. She tingled all over but was still denied release. "I'll bet you do, don't you? I'll bet you want to have a NICE. BIG. CUM." Each of the last words were punctuated by the fingers within her holes. "Clean your plate first Ingrid. Clean your plate and drink your juice and you can have a nice big cum."
Her tongue lashed out hungrily lapping up all the ass grease she could taste from the canyon that had engulfed her face until she was sure she had gotten it all. The weight above her shifted slightly and forced her mouth open again. Her swallow reflex kicked in a second time as a torrential stream of piss thundered down her throat. She gulped and gulped intent on not spilling a drop. And she didn't. The deluge relentlessly swamped her gullet until at long last it slowed to a trickle and abated. The weight abruptly lifted from her head and she blinked as the light of the classroom momentarily blinded her.
The head of a cock pushed up against her mouth and she allowed it easy entry. The crowning had stopped but a second hand had joined the first on her shaft. She needed to cum so badly she was willing to do anything at this point. Her vision slowly returned to her. She saw her own hands jacking her and her own cock buried in her throat. And all of her classmates were gathered around to watch her, most semi-naked and many paired off.
"Ready to cum now?" she was asked. Was it the voice in her head or was it Pineapple. She was so fuzzy. She watched her lips move and heard the words. Her hands furiously pumped her girth as she pushed it in as far as she could. Her tongue, mutating now, swirled around in her mouth violently, lashing her length again and again. There was no shame now, only the visceral need for physical gratification. Her girlfriend looked deeply into her needy eyes. "Here we go, cum for me lovely Ingrid, cum for me right now." The collar was loosened. She humped wildly upwards. Cum cascaded down her throat surge upon surge. Her swallowing reflex kicked in yet again. She basked in the nourishment of her creamy dessert as the class descended into carnal chaos around her.
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Catalina Rodriguez sighed as she pumped her load down the throat of the new girlie-girl. She was so eager, so pliant. She had heard about the other one, the sophomore. She had heard that they called her `Sissydick' and that she was an amazing shitslut. So far she had not had the occasion to find out but she was looking for her opportunity. "She's incredible," the Spanish student breathed to her friend Coral. "Is the other one anything like this one?"
"Tyler? I don't know. I imagine so. Ask Erica Pang. She'd know," the other cheerleader answered conversationally as she took notes in the second period law class of Miss Devereaux. "They live together you know; all three of them; out on the Mason Estate."
"Really?" she exclaimed lowly as the tongue of the pixie haired girl extended outwards and felt around the others pussy. The black haired girl groaned as it darted in and found her clit.
"Is everything OK back there?" the teacher asked looking over her shoulder from the blackboard she had been writing on.
"Just a cramp Miss D," Catalina answered quickly, trying to cover up her arousal. "It'll go away in a minute I'm sure."
Coral hid her face behind a book to cover her silent laughter.
"Very well. You let me know if you need to see Dr. Doris," she advised as she returned to her task. "So now it starts," she thought as her nine inches hardened beneath her brown plaid skirt. She had left the homework light for today expecting that things would get out of hand. She'd also noticed that the new girl in class was conspicuously absent from her seat. The teacher suspected that she might be the source of the `cramp'. "Our Catalina certainly doesn't waste any time." She continued writing, but her ears were listening for any more aural cues that her class was disintegrating. She was getting so horny but felt she shouldn't be leading the charge.
Finished with her preparation she took a seat at her desk and slipped out of her panties. Looking at the students she noted that she was not the only one to have done so. Her hand closed on her stiffness and began jacking as she scanned her surroundings. Those close to the Rodriguez girl had taken her activities as a green light to start their own trysts. To their right the one Bonner twin was trying to quietly slide up and down on the rod of the other as she sat on her lap facing the front of the class. On the other side Hailey Ellis was slowly eroding the will of Mila Maertens as she disrobed her lovingly. And in the front row to her left were two of her favourite subs: Bethany Vickers and Alicia Walters. She had been with each separately in the past, but never both at the same time. She checked the hidden camera placements to make sure they were operational "This first day back was going to be so special," she anticipated as she walked over to the blonde pair closest to her.
Catalina held Cory's head to her pussy as her sluice gate opened and she began pissing down the one holed girl's throat. She hoped the rumours were true, she hoped she would feed her. She had saved herself for three days. More and more of her golden nectar flowed out of one hole and into another. She held her gaze affectionately as she emptied her bladder and caressed her face.
"Apparently they are sleeping together," the blonde revealed as she idly stroked herself and played with her pussy.
"Sorry...what?" the Spanish student asked refocusing.
"Tyler and Cory, they sleep together," the blonde repeated. "They are a thing; at least according to my kid sister. She knows Riley, Tyler's younger sister. They hang out a lot."
"Wouldn't mind spending a night in that bed," she mused smiling. She groaned abruptly when the ridged tongue of the girlie girl scraped against her clit. She humped against her when she repeated the lick. And then she was riding the tip of the pink flesh that teased as her piss sloshed into the other. The pixie haired student had found the rhythm that caused Catalina to tingle each time she darted in. Her tool re-hardened and her legs fell open wider.
"You mind if I get a lift," Coral asked transferring one of her hands to the shaft of the other.
"Be my guest," she panted in return. It was good timing the Rodriguez girl concluded as the other cheerleader lowered her rosebud onto her crown. Her pissing had abated and she had always thought her friend had an exquisitely fuckable ass. They often sat together on the bus to and from games. Fun was had by all. She groaned and thrust forward, slumping in her seat and the tongue that had brought her back to life made its presence known once again as it pierced her sphincter. In and out it went like a small flexible cock lapping up all of her inner filth. Coral started bouncing up and down on her organ with more gusto adding to her sensory overload.
Deeper and deeper the insistent mutation delved, beckoning her filth within. She could feel her shit serpent sliding down towards the new girl she splayed farther apart and let the Reed girl do what she would with her cock. She sighed as her waste forced the tongue into retreat. The short haired girl formed a seal around her rosebud. Her shit relentlessly flowed from her and the mouth below eagerly accepted.
Cory locked her lips around the starfish of the one called Catalina as her sludge implacably pushed into her. She felt a pair of hands holding her head tightly to her task and looked up to see Coral smiling down at her. She found a measured pace to her swallowing and kept steady to it. She didn't need to be held prisoner, she was a willing participant, a human toilet ready to serve. The hands on the back of her head did allow her to let her neck slacken and just let the mud meander down her gullet however. It was a comfortable, relaxing feed she was given, she hardly had to put in any effort at all. She only needed to swallow.
The spread crevice of Adrienne's ass completely enveloped Alicia's head. She could feel her open lips framing her blossom, she could feel her tongue probing within, exploring her anal depths. Bethany's ass cycled up and down on the other's eight inch tool while her mouth bobbed up and down on the nine thick inches of her instructor. One of her hands stroking her own member completed her trifecta of arousal.
The teacher knew the short haired blonde wanted to be fed but she decided to wait until she was closing on her release. She was a patient woman. Both girls were locked into Cockblockers, tightened and vibrating at full. She had insisted on that before they started and both had obeyed without question. They existed now only to serve in hopes that their labours would help them eventually be granted their own release. And she would give them that when it was time. They would crest immediately if she loosened their collars she knew. But even if they were not patient, she was. And because she was, they would be. They were so well trained. Adrienne could only hope her three daughters turned out like they did. The woman could easily see that their senses had left them long ago. No, she would wait until her own pipe was throbbing, then all gates would be opened at once.
She hunkered down a bit more on Alicia's face as she felt her waste begin its slow exodus. Bethany's beautiful lips took her entire length as her cock was bathed over and over. She could feel herself spasm slightly within each time. The woman grabbed the girl by the back of the head and sped up her pace. Her balls were starting to churn, her sludge was getting closer. It felt so nice to be served by these two; they were so dedicated to her pleasure. She squirmed a bit more as she started to throb and tingle. It wouldn't be long now. Her vine of filth was gaining speed as it traversed downwards. She slammed her beef into the mouth that was beckoning her ecstasy. She would give it to them; she would give all of them their ecstasy and so much more.
Furiously she thrust her tool deep and pumped her pearly cream down Bethany's throat as she simultaneously soaked her in piss. Alicia's tongue abandoned its exploration, forced out as her serpent of sludge overwhelmed the girl and she was made to rapidly swallow. More and more of her cum surged forth, more and more of her shit poured out of her. Her golden spray was but an afterthought to her carnal feedings. She rocked back and forth as she nourished the two juniors. So beautiful they were, so beautiful. It was time, it was time. They would remember. She picked up her cell phone and released the collars on the Cockblockers. The lust of her lovelies exploded within them shattering any semblance of control. The teacher smiled as cum, goo, piss, and shit flooded unchecked from both girls as arched wildly, creating a carnal collage on the floor. They would clean that up later, perhaps with their tongues. "Yeeeeessss," she repeated inwardly, "with their tongues."
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"It was so nice of you to help me with my problem, Miss Maertens," Kelsey cooed in appreciation as she pulled her softening flesh from her mouth as she caressed her face, smiling. Other students had gathered around the desk and were murmuring their agreement, nodding. "But there are so many other students, they have problems too," she continued as she dismounted and began helping another student up.
"Mirielle, for example, she has a big problem she needs your help with," the girl pointed out as a mocha skinned beauty with short curly hair sat on her chest. She squirmed slightly finding a comfortable position and spread her ample cheeks. Kelsey dipped a pair of fingers into her ass and withdrew them browned, bringing them, to the teacher's mouth. Marike let them push through her lips. She heard a click and a tightening then felt vibrations on her cock as the hands of mystery resumed their fondling of her body. She had heard of the things they called a Cockblocker from Mila. Apparently it was both a source of pleasure and frustration. She wasn't sure if she wanted to experience this, but she was pretty sure she didn't have a choice.
"Do you see Mirielle's problem, Miss Maertens?" the brunette asked as the other student shifted backwards and she fucked the fudge over her tongue. "You do, don't you? It's the kind of problem she needs a good teacher to solve." A second helping of Mirielle's filth found its way into her oral passage. "Are you a good teacher, Miss Maertens, a really gooood teacher?" The Dutch woman reluctantly gave up the digits as they withdrew and unwittingly licked her lips as the darker cheeks pushed against her lighter ones and spread even more. "Do you want to help Mirielle, Miss Maertens? She really needs your help."
The Cockblocker's vibration abruptly increased causing the redhead to groan her lips open. The curly haired girl looked over her shoulder and backed her sphincter onto its fleshy dock. She softly chewed her lower lip as Marike felt her rosebud blossom. Her slow moving river or shit meandered from her ass into the teacher's mouth as the latter's hips began to flex in time to her tactile torture. "Yeeeeessss. You like to be a gooood teacher, don't you Miss Maertens? You like helping your students, I can tell," the youngest Cantwell praised gently stroking her hair watching her swallow. "And Miri needs so much of your help today; so much of it. In fact we all do," she declared looking around at her classmates. "All of us do. Yeeeessss, all of us. We appreciate the attention you give us one on one. We really do. We can already tell, you are dedicated to helping your students."
Marike's throat was flexing faster now. The pace of her feeding had sped up as if the girl above her had decided `playtime was over' and it was time to get down to business. A grunt sounded from above as another length of sludge forced its way into her pinned maw. She was relentless, the Beauvalier girl, relentless and full. Unseen hands, fingers, and cocks commandeered her body from the nipples down as she was prodded, probed, and pinched. She flopped around on the desktop uncontrollably as she was fed. She wanted to cum so badly, she needed to cum so badly. She could only hope they would allow her to. She didn't need to be asked anymore. At the end of her meal she automatically cleaned the inner crevice of the girl and then held her mouth open as she pissed in it. Her conditioned obedience felt natural somehow, felt like a destination she had always meant to arrive at. One ass removed itself from her face and was replaced by a second.
"Carmelita has a problem too Miss Maertens. It's a big problem too," Kelsey noted. I'm really not sure who's problem is bigger, hers or Mirielle's. There both pretty big. Perhaps you can let us know after. Open up now Miss Maertens, open up."
She relaxed her jaw and her lips formed a wonderful red circle for the second student to place her sphincter on. She let her eyes close as another rope of waste slid over her tongue and down her throat, her second feeding of the class begun.
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Cory had arrived early for lunch. She looked around for Erica but she was nowhere to be found. Neither were Victoria and Sylvie, or for that matter Coral and Catalina. She wondered if it was the stop she made to feed `Aunt June' that messed up the timing of the meet. She had been so full after her first two classes. She must have eaten the shit of at least a half dozen students, maybe more. There were so many, she could remember all of their names. It had taken her 20 minutes to completely empty out. The principal had even taken a break from her busy day to stroke her to a welcoming orgasm while she fed her dollops of waste processed by the shitslut she now sat on. She had brought her a pair of Happy Pants to change into.
"You're probably going to need these today," she had remarked at the time. Curiously, she didn't mention the detention she had been given on her first day. Walking the halls wearing the specialty panties was a dead giveaway. If the rest of the student body hadn't heard of her first two classes, they certainly now knew of her predilection for eating shit. Not to mention that the soft buzzing sound of the vibrator set to low betrayed the fact that she was wearing a Cockblocker.
She groaned when the first hand reached around from behind and began to jack her while the other held her close. "Thank you so much for letting me feed you this morning," she heard Sylvie say as she pressed her nipples into the new girl's back. "I told my mom about how nice you were when I was in second period art. She teaches that you know," she continued conversationally. "She said `It was a shame that you were not in any of her classes this semester.' But she still wanted to meet you. We thought you could eat lunch with us today."
Cory felt the girl's knees tap the backs of her own. Her legs folded and then she was sitting on her heels with her legs spread in the entrance to the cafeteria, a hand pumping her leaky piece, a cock pushing up against her rosebud. Students sitting at nearby tables began to notice, though her lidded eyes barely registered the attention she was garnering.
"Look there she is now," the French girl pointed out as she smoothly slid her tool in the new Sissydick. Her view of her surroundings was suddenly blocked by someone standing in front of her wearing a soft gold tulip hemmed mini. The bottom of the dress was lifted slowly, revealing bit by bit a shapely pair of orbs and a tempting crevice."Say hello to my mother Cory, say hello."
Gabrielle walked out to her car with her daughter Sylvie. It had been an eventful day, as it usually was when the students came back from holidays. She had heard of the detention that Gina had given the new girlie girl Cory in first period. It had been the topic du jour in the staffroom. Normally that kind of thing would draw her attention. Breaking in fresh flesh and a one-holed girl at that was not an opportunity to be missed. But then she hadn't. She had actually beaten them all to it.
"There she is," she thought, spotting the one she was looking for at a nearby table in the cafeteria. She started stroking her girth and dipping into her pussy, catching the student's gaze in a prison of her submission. The other knew she was being silently summoned and left her place, her cock forming a rigid silhouette under her school uniform from recent toying. The Villeneuve woman nodded as well to a slightly older art student who followed the first towards her unseen. It only took a gentle push on the shoulders of the first for her to drop to her knees once she arrived. The second followed her downwards and quickly moistened the rosebud of the first using her own juices.
The art teacher spread her cheeks and pushed back on the girlie girl's head forcing her neck back and her mouth open. Gabrielle smiled as, right on cue, Devon Van der Damme pushed her piece into Mila Maerten's ass and stroked her member causing the redhead's jaw to slacken. The woman pulled the pliant redhead onto her thickened organ and hunkered down, engulfing the face below with her flesh. She pushed her first log through the parted lips of the one holed girl, feeding the new junior, and commenced with fucking the face of the curly haired girl as she continued holding her in her visual vise.
Cory cleaned the crack of her new math teacher as she felt her groin stir once more. Another length of her waste pushed into the Happy Pants as she lay restrained in the Cradle apparatus sitting in Dr. Doris's office. Her body had been paved with the mound of shit she had pushed out of the feed pouch. There had been so much and still more oozed forth. The physician had been the first to feed her, followed by the English teacher Miss Hanratty. The paste of Miss Daniels was merely the latest in a long, long line of courses in her banquet of depravity.
Her throat flexed as more and more of her creamy filth piled into her mouth. It was steadily flowing now, there was no pause; she needed to push it further along. "Wasn't it nice of my mom to bring lunch?" Sylvie asked the girlie girl. "I do hope you are enjoying eating with us today. It feels like you do, it feels like you want to cum." Cory felt her shaft throbbing and tingling, but was also aware of that which stifled her burgeoning euphoria. The woman's seal began getting more erratic, her mud no longer a straight shot down the girl's gullet but now flooding her face as the woman ass kept pulling off her mouth and pushing back down again. In the end she had to clean herself off before she could clean off the French staffer.
After the Cory had cleaned her anal valley, Miss Villeneuve emptied her other bladder by pissing down her throat. She felt the warmth of the teacher's eyes as they beamed down upon her, meeting her own silent plea for approval. Her head was held close, her hair caressed as the urine continued its deluge into her. Once she had finished, the woman squatted down and kissed her toilet deeply, an endorsement of her servitude and a demonstration of her value. Cory could see that they had an audience. In fact other girls, not wanting to pass up a chance to `swamp the newbie' had formed a line.
The brown haired woman gently laid the student on her back atop her own daughter, careful not to disturb the existing carnal union between the two. She then pushed her own re-hardened pipe through the topmost artificial sphincter in the Happy Pants her mushroom searching for a new warmth to burrow into. Once she found the already occupied anal destination she was seeking, she slowly began working her member in next to Sylvie's until both were sunk deep within. Their communal thrusting commenced; three cocks stimulated in unison. Gabrielle nodded to the copper haired junior. "She has such an appetite Mila, she needs to be fed more shit."
The other nodded, her curls accentuating her agreement as she squatted over the girlie girl and mounted the upturned face from above. Her crevice facing the onlooking crowd, she pulled apart her flesh and sunk down further.
"Don't close her off completely Mila, let them see," the teacher advised gently. "Let them watch you feed her, let them see your sludge flow." These girls had gotten her so hot. The French woman had toyed with the idea of creating an art club for the school, a program for advanced talents where they could earn extra credit. "Anything I can do to spend more time with these beauties is worth the investment," she reasoned as she maintained her pace. The Dutch girl meanwhile had arched her back slightly and spread herself to her maximum, affording the spectators a premium view. Her rosebud first pushed out Devon's now light brown seed in dollops, oozing it into the girlie girl's stretched maw. Gradually though her sphincter expanded as the nourishment both thickened and darkened.
She took her time with the feeding, wanting the others to enjoy the spectacle as long as they could. Gabrielle knew that Mila was not normally an exhibitionist, but she could see the girl's need to display herself now. She watched as the junior looked over her shoulder at her performance as her anal paste flowed smoothly from her expanded rosebud through the ruby red lips that willingly accepted her offering. "This was good for her," the teacher declared inwardly. "Her dominant side needed to be brought out more." She didn't have to look around at the other students to hear and smell their arousal so when she did, she was hardly surprised. Numerous cocks were plain to see and many were being fondling by hands not familiar. Those that weren't were dipping into the nearby carnal crevices.
"Devon would feed her next," she decided, "and then Lorelei, yes, Lorelei Schwartzstein." She could see the blonde first year from her Tuesday afternoon class bobbing her head up and down on her older sister Lotti's member while keeping her eyes glued to the feeding. "Yes. I'll talk to Hannah tomorrow. This school needs an art club."
"My turn," her biology teacher Miss Avery chimed happily as she used her massive ass as a snowplow pushing the filth before her until the Kendall girl's face was submerged in it. The physician's hand, she could recognize it now, found her member, hard once more. The vice principal began her sludgy pipe massage of the girlie girl's tool as a new fecal flow pushed into Cory's mouth.
Buried beneath fudge and flesh, the pixie haired junior's focus was waning. She gave her mouth over to the multiple feedings taking place here as she had done all day long. She was drowning in the bliss of the detention as her cock erupted yet again. The peaks were getting closer and closer now, the valleys were almost non-existent. She thrust upwards with each pull as her cum continued to spurt from her tingling piece. Her consciousness drifted directionless amongst her carnal sensitivities, letting the tides of her ecstasy take her where they would. And from some unidentifiable depth of her mind a random thought bubbled hazily to the surface. "Punish me more."
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