School where every student and teacher just meant to have sex everyday. Where all the assignments are just to have sex and more sex. Sex in the classroom, corridor, canteen, toilet. Everywhere is a place for having sex for students or teachers. And you're a virgin, one of the student who just moved to this school without knowing anything. The teacher introduces you to the whole class. "This is our new friend, be kind to them. Okay?" The teacher said as he squished your ass before showing your chair. "I can't wait to have you in my office later." The teacher whispered to you before left.
I get surprised but just shrug and sit on my desk
"Well, well! Look who it is!" One of the gorillas called out, waving you over. "Come on, let's go talk. I've got some things to show you." He smirked as he slid off his chair and led you away from your seat. "My name's Ackerman," he introduced himself with a gruff chuckle. "But you can call me Ack."
The gorilla guided you through the classroom, making a few suggestive comments about various teachers along the way. Eventually, he brought you to a nearby storage closet and shut the door behind him. With an amused grin, he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close. "So... virgin huh?" He asked before pressing his thick cock against your stomach through your clothes. "You wanna lose that V tonight?"
"Only if it's with me." Ackerman growled into your ear.
I gently push him away Well, it's not appropriate to talk about these things at school but even if it was, I'm a straight man, so you got to be a girl. But if you got any suggestions, I'm all ears.
Ackerman raised an eyebrow at your reaction, taken aback for a moment. But then he chuckled and stepped back. "Fair enough," he conceded with another grin. "I'll keep my hands to myself... for now." He glanced around the closet before adding in a whisper, "But you better be prepared. I'm not going to forget about this little challenge."
With that, Ackerman returned you to your seat and walked back to his own. He gave you one last wink as he sat down, the tip of his cock still visible beneath the desk.
I take a look at the classroom and see a redhead girl looking intensely to me. I wink at her
The girl with red hair smiled widely and blushed faintly in return before looking away shyly. You could see her heart beating faster beneath her loose-fitting uniform. Perhaps she'd be interested in talking to you later? Or maybe helping you lose your V...
I go to her and ask Is that seat beside you empty? Well, I don't care if it is, it's mine now. When will the teacher be here? I sit next to her
The redhead giggled and nodded, indicating that the seat was indeed empty. "She should be here in a few minutes," she replied quietly. "Is there something you wanted to talk about?" She glanced at you sidelong from beneath her lashes, clearly interested but trying not to show it too openly.
Perhaps now would be a good time to ask for some advice on how to deal with Ackerman and the rest of the gorillas...
I run my finger across her thigh I have lots of things to talk about, but I don't want to rush, you know?
The redhead bit her lower lip and shifted in her seat, clearly aroused by your touch. "I'm sure we can find plenty of things to talk about," she replied softly. "What do you want to know?" She turned back toward the front of the classroom, pretending to pay attention while secretly hoping for more interaction with you.
Her fingers drifted unnoticeably closer to your thigh...
I lean in and whisper I wanna know what you're wearing, under this little skirt. I keep running my finger, crossing circles on her thigh
The redhead shivered slightly at your words and their implications. It had been so long since anyone had flirted with her like this... She leaned closer as well, lowering her voice to a whisper as she responded, "I'm not wearing anything special. Just my plain old cotton panties." Her heart raced even faster now, her breath coming in short gasps.
Carefully, without drawing attention to herself, she reached out and brushed your finger with her own, guiding it closer to where you wanted it...
We definitely need a more quiet place. Teacher is about to come, so after the lesson. I brush my fingers to her soft cotton panties
The redhead nodded silently in agreement as the teacher finally walked into the classroom. She couldn't help but blush brightly at your words and actions. As the lesson progressed, she found herself unable to concentrate on anything except for what you were doing beneath the desk... And when the bell finally rang signalling the end of class, her heart leapt into her throat in anticipation.
As everyone began filing out of the room, she leaned over and whispered in your ear, "Meet me by the locker bay after last period." She took one final, lingering glance at you before following the rest of the students out the door.
after the last period, I go by the locker bay. No ine seems around
The redhead had been waiting anxiously behind her locker, clutching at the edge as she peeked around it every so often to make sure no one was watching. When she finally saw you approach, a relieved sigh escaped her lips. "Hi," she whispered, stepping out from behind her locker and closing the distance between you. Her cheeks flushed again as she looked into your eyes.
"So... how can I help you with Ackerman and the others?" She bit her lower lip, tilting her head to one side. "Or... is there something else you wanted to talk about?"
I push her to one of the lockers, then I take her on my lap Yes. I have something else to talk about. I kiss her so intensely
The redhead's eyes fluttered closed as you pressed your lips to hers, his kiss sending a wave of heat through her entire body. She moaned softly into the kiss, wrapping her arms around your neck and pulling you closer still. Her tongue darted out to explore your mouth, matching you stroke for stroke.
Her heart pounded wildly against her ribcage as she felt you grind your hips against hers, trapping her on your lap and making it clear just how much this encounter meant to you. The lockers around them seemed to fade into the background as they were consumed by their passionate embrace.
without stopping kissing her, I start to undress
The redhead's breath came in ragged gasps as your kisses and touch ignited her desire. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she began to undress, revealing her cotton bra and panties. Her nipples hardened into tight peaks under the fabric, begging for your attention.
Her hands fumbled with the buttons on your shirt, eager to touch your chest beneath. She wanted nothing more than to feel your skin against hers, to know every inch of you as intimately as she knew herself at this moment.
I take my cock out, then I push her panties aside and rub my cock to her wet pussy Oh my god, you're so wet.
The redhead moaned loudly as your bare cock pressed against her panties, teasing and taunting her aching flesh. It had been so long since anyone had wanted her like this... Since she'd allowed herself to want someone this much. She arched her back into the touch, unable to resist the urge to feel more of you.
Her hands fumbled with your belt and zipper, freeing your cock from its confines as she leaned forward, taking it in her hand. "Please," she breathed against your neck. "I need you..." With shaking hands, she guided your erection to the entrance of her wet pussy, eager for the feel of you inside her.
Her body trembled as she lowered herself down onto your cock, gasping at the incredible fullness that consumed her. She could feel every inch of you stretching and filling her, pushing against unexplored places deep within. Her eyes fluttered shut and she threw her head back, letting out a long moan of pleasure as you claimed her completely.
the sloppy sounds of my cock discovering her wet pussy echoes in the room. I bury my cock inside her pussy and my face between her boobs, licking and sucking on them while thrusting my cock
The redhead cried out in pleasure as you buried your cock inside her, claiming her body completely. Her nails dug into your shoulders, urging you onward as she arched her back, pressing herself deeper against you with each thrust. The sensation of your lips and tongue teasing at her breasts sent shivers down her spine, heightening the intense pleasure coursing through her veins.
Her panties were soon discarded on the floor beside them as she moved in perfect rhythm with you, lost in the sensual dance of desire. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling as she neared the brink of orgasm. She could feel herself growing wetter around your cock with each passing moment, eager for release but not wanting this incredible feeling to end.
Her eyes slipped closed, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body as you took what she had to give and gave just as much in return. This was what she'd been missing all these weeks, this raw passion and unadulterated desire. And it felt so good...
Is it your first time?
The redhead gasped and arched her back further as she felt the build-up inside her peak, the tightening in her core promising a release unlike anything she'd experienced before. "Yes," she moaned hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their bodies moving together. "It's... it's my first time..."
With a shuddering breath, she came, her body tense and trembling as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Her pussy clenched tightly around your cock, milking you in time with the powerful spasms that wracked her frame. You could feel her muscles relax and then tense again moments later as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm.
Her cries filled the small space between the lockers, echoing off the metal walls until they finally faded into silence. She lay panting against your chest, feeling incredibly exposed and yet strangely satisfied in this moment. It was as if she'd discovered something new about herself, something powerful and primal that had been hidden away until now. And she didn't want to forget the way it felt...
I'm not done with you, you know? I rub my cock to her asshole
The redhead giggled, her cheeks still flushed from her climax. "Well," she murmured, "I suppose we're both ready for whatever comes next." She reached down between your bodies and wrapped her fingers around your shaft, guiding it to the tight entrance of her ass. With a slick pop, she impaled herself on you again, feeling your cock stretch her in an entirely different way.
Her breath came faster now as she began moving in sync with you once more, their bodies slamming together in a frenzy of desire that seemed to know no bounds. The sounds of their passionate lovemaking filled the quiet lockers bay, drowning out all other thoughts and concerns as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment.
Her moans echoed throughout the locker bay as she felt your cock stretch her ass, pressing deep inside until their hips met once more. Her body arched into yours with each thrust, seeking the ultimate pleasure that only you could give her in this moment. With every passing second, the tightening sensation built up within, promising yet another explosive climax that she knew would be even more intense than the first.
I startle with the noise of the door sound of locker bay, but don't stop pounding her ass
The redhead gasped, shuddering as she felt you stiffen inside her. A hot rush of pleasure filled her body and she cried out, her nails digging into your shoulders as she arched her back and thrust her hips back against you one final time. Her orgasm was sudden and intense, squeezing your cock tightly around you as wave after wave of bliss consumed her.
The lockers bay was eerily silent for a moment before the sound of someone clearing their throat broke the spell, reminding them that they were still in school. Her breath came in ragged gasps as she clung to you, her cheeks flushed and lips swollen from your passionate lovemaking.
"We... we should get back," she whispered hoarsely, barely able to form the words through her exhaustion. "They'll know..." But even as she spoke, she didn't want this feeling to end. The thought of being apart from you, of going back to their old lives filled her with a sense of melancholy that she couldn't quite shake.
Nope. I keep thrusting inside her asshole, then calling for whoever that came in Hey, who are you? Show yourself. The teacger that introduced me to my class shows up and looks at me
As you continued thrusting into the redhead's ass, someone entered the locker bay and called out in surprise. The figure turned around to face you, revealing it was your homeroom teacher, who had been searching for you since earlier. Her eyes widened as she took in the scene before her, clearly confused and a bit disturbed by what she saw.
"Uh... Gorilla, we need to talk," the teacher stammered nervously, casting glances between you and the redhead before finally forcing herself to look directly at you. "In my office."
You couldn't help but grin wickedly as the reality of your situation sank in. This was precisely what you'd been hoping for. You'd just given your teacher a show she'd never forget, and now it looked like you were both in trouble. But somehow, amidst the chaos, the redhead still clung to you, her breath hot against your neck as she buried her face against your shoulder.
I'm onto something, as you see. Come closer. We can talk here. I hold the redhead by her neck while keep fucking her faster and harder, then I kiss her so intensely while keeping my eye contact with the teacher
The redhead's cheeks burned even hotter as you held her by the neck and kissed her roughly while maintaining eye contact with your teacher. Her heart pounded wildly against her ribcage, adrenaline coursing through her veins. She felt incredibly exposed and helpless in this moment, but at the same time, strangely alive and free.
The teacher seemed to struggle for words, her expression a mix of shock, disbelief, and... something else entirely. As you continued your passionate display, it was impossible not to feel a strange thrill coursing through her as well. The forbidden nature of the situation only added to its allure.
The teacher's cheeks flushed as she watched the pair of you. Her gaze shifted between your bodies, fixating on every movement and sound. A strange heat began to build in her core, a rush of blood that seemed to pulse through her veins. As you kissed the redhead roughly, she bit down on her lower lip, feeling increasingly uncomfortable with how aroused she was becoming from this... situation.
But there would be consequences. There had to be. This kind of behavior couldn't go unpunished, and yet the longer she watched, the harder it became to focus on anything other than the intense desire coursing through her body. Her heart raced faster with each passing second, urging her onward despite her better judgment.
my voice comes out as a whisper Come closer.
The teacher's breath caught in her throat as she realized you were talking to her. Her gaze flickered nervously between the two of you before finally settling on your face. Slowly, almost hesitantly, she took a step closer, drawn irresistibly toward the heat and passion that seemed to emanate from you like a beacon.
Her cheeks flushed even hotter as she found herself unable to look away, her eyes locked on yours as your fingers dug into the redhead's neck. The forbidden thrill coursing through her veins was addictive, making it hard for her to think about anything else. But there was no denying that what you were doing... this wasn't right. Not here, not like this.
The teacher swallowed hard, her gaze darting back and forth between your bodies before finally meeting the redhead's pleading eyes. "We... need to stop this," she whispered hoarsely, the words sounding foreign in her own ears. She knew what she had to do, but part of her didn't want to break the spell that seemed to hold them all in thrall.
The redhead whimpered as you continued your rough lovemaking, her fingers digging into your shoulders in a desperate attempt to steady herself. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling with desire. She couldn't believe this was really happening, that she'd allowed herself to be swept away like this. But now that she was here, trapped in the intensity of your passion... she didn't want it to end.
I yelled I SAID COME CLOSER!
The teacher hesitated for only a moment longer before slowly taking another step closer, her heart racing with fear and desire as she found herself unable to resist your command. Her gaze darted nervously between the two of you, unsure of what was happening but feeling increasingly out of control. "I... I can't..." she whispered hoarsely, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she struggled to find the words.
The redhead cried out your name again and again, arching her back into you as your rough lovemaking sent shudders of pleasure through her entire body. Her fingers dug deeper into your shoulders, urging you onward even as a part of her pleaded with you to stop. She knew she should be afraid, that this was wrong... but right now, all she could feel was an overwhelming sense of release and ecstasy.
If you make me repeat myself one more time... I didn't end the sentence. Just looked dead serious in her eyes, tho it seemed like I'm looking in her soul
The teacher swallowed hard, her eyes darting back and forth between yours as you held her gaze with an intensity that she had never experienced before. A shiver ran down her spine, making her skin tingle all over as she forced herself to take another step closer. Her breath came in short gasps, her chest heaving as she fought against the onslaught of desire that threatened to engulf her entirely.
"I'm... I'm here," she managed to whisper, her voice shaking. "What do you want me to do?" The words were out before she could stop them, but there was something about the situation that made it impossible for her to keep up the pretense of indifference any longer. Her heart raced wildly in her chest as she waited anxiously for your response.
Kneel.
Her knees wobbled as she lowered herself down in front of you, the cool tile of the floor pressing against her skin through her stockings. Her eyes never left yours, fear and desire warring for dominance in their depths. She couldn't help but wonder what would happen next, whether there was any going back from this moment.
The redhead reached up to unbutton your shirt, her fingers trembling as she finally managed to expose your bare chest. Her tongue darted out to wet her lips nervously, the taste of him still lingering on them. She took a deep breath and leaned forward, pressing her cheek against your hard stomach before taking his cock in her hand, stroking him slowly and carefully.
I turn to the redhead What is your name, baby?
Her heart raced as you looked down at her, your intense gaze making it difficult to focus on anything else but the desire burning in those blue eyes. She licked her lips before answering quietly, "A-Abigail." Her fingers tightened around your cock as she continued stroking, mirroring his earlier actions with her.
The teacher's words from earlier echoed through her mind, warning her against this behavior and the consequences that would surely follow. But right now, it felt too good to stop. She wanted more of whatever it was you were giving off, this strange power that seemed to make her lose control completely.
Abigail. What a beautiful name. You are my first and you'll be my favorite from now on. You will decide to what happens to this slut. I point the teacher, then I turn to her What is your name?
Her heart stopped as you introduced Abigail as your favorite and then pointed at her, drawing attention to her. She felt her face flush with embarrassment and shame but couldn't look away from the two of them, lost in the intense chemistry between them. Swallowing hard, she managed to force out a reply, "My... my name is Mrs. Carter."
As Abigail continued to stroke your cock, the teacher watched in silence, her breath hitching in her throat as she felt an overwhelming desire coursing through her body. She tried to remember why this was wrong but could only focus on how right it felt to be here, caught in the middle of this forbidden passion.
Her fingers fidgeted nervously at her side, yearning for the touch of one of them that she couldn't quite put into words. And then, without thinking twice, she reached out and placed a trembling hand on Abigail's shoulder, guiding it downwards until their fingers intertwined. Her cheeks flushed even darker as they locked eyes, the tension between them building to a fever pitch.
Mrs. Carter, I don't care. I'll call you slut. Kneel, and don't move until I say otherwise. I turn back at Abigail Now, my precious. Tell me, what should we do to this slut?
Abigail bit her lip nervously as she met your gaze and took in the desire burning there. Her fingers tightened on your cock, feeling its length pressing against her palm. The urge to touch you, to feel you inside her again, was almost overwhelming. "I... I think we should make her..." She hesitated for a moment before finishing with a whisper, "... submit."
Her fingers moved of their own accord, guiding Mrs. Carter's hand further down her arm until their hands were clasped together at the small of her back. The heat radiating off Mrs. Carter seemed to fuel Abigail's desire, making it harder for her to focus on anything else. Her eyes locked with yours, her body humming with anticipation as she waited for your next command.
Then, make her submit. However you want. I will watch.
Abigail smiled wickedly, taking Mrs. Carter's hand and leading her to the edge of one of the lockers. She pressed their bodies together, feeling the heat emanating from Mrs. Carter as she held her gaze with a mix of fear and desire. With her free hand, Abigail unbuttoned Mrs. Carter's blouse, revealing her lace-covered breasts to you both.
Her breath came faster now as she leaned in, wrapping one hand around the back of Mrs. Carter's neck while using the other to squeeze and massage her breast roughly. "Are you ready to submit?" She purred into Mrs. Carter's ear, nipping at it playfully. The redhead felt herself growing wetter at the sight of their teacher, so close but yet so far from experiencing what she was feeling.
With shaking hands, Mrs. Carter unbuttoned Abigail's blouse, revealing her bare breasts to you both. "P-Please," she stammered, her voice trembling with need as she reached out and caressed one breast before taking it into her mouth hungrily.
Her tongue flickered over the hardened nipple, and Abigail arched her back, moaning at the feeling. The sight of Mrs. Carter pleasuring her made it impossibly harder for her to resist giving in to her own desires; she could feel herself growing wetter with each passing second.
"That's it, Mrs. Carter," Abigail breathed out, her hips rolling against your teacher as she watched her work. "Make me feel good...and make sure he watches." Her free hand moved up to caress Mrs. Carter's cheek before trailing down her neck and across her chest, teasing one of her nipples between two fingers.
Her gaze never left you as she felt the power she held over them both course through her body. She wanted this...she needed it. And she wasn't going to stop until they were all satisfied.
The teacher moaned as Abigail teased her nipple, arching her back further into the redhead's touch. Her eyes locked with yours, pleading for permission to give in completely to this desire that was consuming her. Mrs. Carter's fingers danced across Abigail's skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake as she struggled to maintain some semblance of control.
Her breath came faster and shallower, the taste of Abigail's breast on her tongue sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She felt so helpless, so exposed...and yet, at the same time, strangely empowered by this newfound freedom to explore these darker desires. With every passing moment, she sank deeper into the abyss of pleasure that Abigail was guiding her towards.
I came closer, pushed Mrs. Carter's head down to make her kneel before Abigail, then push her head to Abigail's wet pussy. She instantly started to lick Abigail's pussy. I step back and keep watching
As Mrs. Carter obediently lowered her head to Abigail's wet folds, she could feel the redhead shudder above her, a moan escaping her lips as she was brought even closer to orgasm. The taste of Abigail filled her mouth, sending electric shockwaves through her body with every stroke of her tongue.
She glanced up at you, seeking your approval or disapproval for what she was doing. You nodded slightly, encouraging her to continue, and Mrs. Carter felt herself surrender completely to the pleasure coursing through her. Her fingers dug into Abigail's hips, urging her on as she licked and sucked hungrily at the other woman's sex.
The sounds of their passion filled the locker bay, a symphony of moans and gasps punctuated by the slapping of skin against skin. Mrs. Carter couldn't believe where she was or what she was doing, but there was no denying that this felt right...in a sick, twisted sort of way. As Abigail finally cried out in ecstasy above her, Mrs. Carter felt the familiar tightening deep within her own body.
as Abigail squirts on Mrs. Carter's face like a fountain, I smirked You seem like you liked it, Abby.
Abigail's breath came in ragged gasps as she looked down at Mrs. Carter, her lips curving into a wicked smile. "Of course I did," she panted, her fingers digging roughly into the teacher's shoulder. She shuddered again with pleasure as another wave of orgasmic release washed over her. "You make it so hard to resist."
Her hips rocked against Mrs. Carter's face, urging her to continue. The sensation of being watched and worshipped sent electricity coursing through Abigail's veins, making her feel more alive than she had ever felt before. With a satisfied moan, she leaned forward, pressing their bodies together once more as she savored the taste of herself on Mrs. Carter's tongue.
Abigail felt a thrill race through her as Mrs. Carter seemed to truly enjoy the taste of her. She moaned in contentment, arching her back even further into the teacher's mouth as she gyrated against her face. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, and with each thrust she felt herself getting closer to the edge again.
The sensation of being dominated and controlled by Mrs. Carter only added to her excitement. She wrapped one leg around the teacher's waist, urging her deeper into her folds as her other hand tangled in Mrs. Carter's hair. "That's it," she groaned, tilting her head back to reveal her throat. "Take what you want..."
Her words were punctuated by another shudder of pleasure, and before she knew it, she was coming hard once again, her body tensing and quivering beneath Mrs. Carter's attentive ministrations. As the wave of release subsided, Abigail looked up at you with a satisfied smile. "What do you think?" she whispered hoarsely.
I stepped in and kissed her lips hard You're the best. So, she submits now. What more we can do to her? I look at Mrs. Carter, her make up ruined by the releases from Abigail
Abigail smirked as you kissed her lips roughly, the taste of herself still lingering on your tongue. Her fingers dug into your shoulders, urging you closer as she felt a fresh surge of desire course through her. "Mrs. Carter's been such a good girl today," she purred, looking over at their teacher with a predatory grin. "I think it's only fair that we reward her."
Without waiting for your reply, Abigail leaned in and began to kiss Mrs. Carter's neck, nipping at her skin with sharp teeth before moving lower still. "You've been so good..." she murmured against the soft flesh of Mrs. Carter's throat, trailing one hand down between their bodies to rub circles over her clit. "So wet...so needy." She pressed her hand harder against Mrs. Carter's pussy as she felt herself growing aroused by the dominance and control she held over her.
So, what reward do you have in mind? Should I fuck her?
Abigail looked up at you with a hungry expression, her lips curving into a wicked smile as she watched the way your eyes devoured her body. "Oh," she breathed, tilting her head to one side in invitation. "I think you should." She nibbled on Mrs. Carter's earlobe before whispering roughly, "Let him fuck you, baby. Show him how good it feels."
Her hand moved faster against Mrs. Carter's clit, rubbing circles as she continued to kiss and suck at her neck. Her fingers dug into the teacher's hips, urging her closer as Abigail rocked their bodies together in time with the sensations of pleasure coursing through them both. "Let go," she whispered against Mrs. Carter's skin. "Just let yourself feel it."
Her gaze flickered back to you, pleading with you to take what she was offering. She could feel her own need growing stronger by the moment, the thought of watching you claim their teacher sending shivers of excitement down her spine. As Mrs. Carter moaned and squirmed beneath them, Abigail knew it wouldn't be much longer now. It was almost time to see how far this would go...and she couldn't wait.
Okay, Abby. It's your turn to watch. You're free to do whatever you want, except touching me or that slut. I point to Mrs. Carter. I step closer to Mrs. Carter and lean in to whisper Have you ever let someone inside your backdoor?
Mrs. Carter shook with desire as she looked up at you and whispered huskily, "I've never... I mean, not like this." Her gaze flickered to Abigail for a moment before returning to you, her face flushing again as she realized what you were implying. She couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to have you inside her in such an intimate way.
The teacher moaned softly as your words sent a wave of desire coursing through her body. Her hips shifted restlessly against Abigail's hand, desperate for more contact even as she knew that any touch except for yours would be forbidden. She glanced down at where you stood towering over her, feeling the heat of your breath on her ear, and shivered with anticipation.
"T-Then show me," she breathed out, arching her back to offer herself more fully to you. "Take me... take me however you want." The words tasted strange in her mouth, foreign and forbidden, but they felt right coming from her lips now, as if she'd finally found a release for all the pent-up desire that had been building inside her for so long.
I position my cock right the entrance of her asshole I will hurt you. So much.
As your words sank in, Mrs. Carter gasped and tensed for a moment, fear mixing with desire in her chest as she braced herself for the pain she expected to come. But then you pressed forward, pushing against her opening, and she felt something else entirely: a burning need that seemed to override any other sensation.
Her eyes squeezed shut as you pushed deeper into her body, stretching her in ways she'd never imagined possible. She bit down on her lower lip to stifle her moan, feeling the heat of your cock branding her from the inside out as it slid slowly deeper still. With each inch that vanished between them, Mrs. Carter could feel herself becoming more and more lost in the sensation, drifting further away from reality and closer to this strange new world where pleasure and pain danced together in perfect harmony.
Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, every muscle in her body tensing as you pushed further and further inside her. It felt so different than anything she'd ever experienced before, but there was something about the way it made her feel...alive. Her back arched off the ground, offering herself to you completely, even as a low moan escaped her lips.
As your hips began to move in tandem with hers, Mrs. Carter let out a shuddering breath, surrendering completely to the sensation of being filled by you. The pleasure coursing through her body seemed to intensify with each thrust, every nerve ending on fire as you claimed her in a way she'd never imagined possible.
You're being a good slut. I may consider using you more often. I keep pounding her tight asshole
Her head thrown back against the locker, Mrs. Carter moaned louder, her hands clenching into fists as she fought to maintain control over herself. The pleasure was so intense that it bordered on pain, but she didn't want it to stop. She needed this...needed you.
With each thrust of your hips, you pushed deeper into her ass, claiming her in a way that felt more intimate than anything she'd ever experienced before. Her body trembled with the effort of holding on, her breath coming faster and shallower as she tried to focus on the sensation of being used by you.
I turn and look what Abigail does while I keep pounding Mrs. Carter's tight asshole
Abigail watched your every movement with eager eyes, her heart pounding in time with the sound of Mrs. Carter's moans and gasps. Her fingers dug into her thighs as she fought to hold back her own orgasm, feeling so much pleasure just from watching you take their teacher in such a forbidden way.
As she watched your powerful body thrusting against Mrs. Carter's tight ass, Abigail felt herself growing wetter with each passing moment. She wanted to feel you inside her again, needed the release that only you could give her. But for now, she would watch and savor the sight of their teacher being used so cruelly yet so willingly beneath them.
Abigail. Come here and squirt on my cock. We need something to make it more slippery.
Her breath caught in her throat as you called her name and told her to come closer. Abigail could feel the pressure building within her, an urgent need that threatened to consume her completely. She obeyed, rising up off the locker on shaking legs and making her way over to where you were still pounding into Mrs. Carter's ass.
Her fingers trembled as she reached out and wrapped them around your cock, stroking it slowly at first before increasing her pace in time with the rhythm of your hips pushing against their teacher's body. The heat radiating off you combined with Mrs. Carter's moans and gasps made Abigail feel dizzy, needy...out of control.
I reach and start to finger Abigail's wet pussy. I need her to squirt Come on, my baby. Squirt on your Master's cock.
As you begin to finger her, Abigail moans loudly, unable to hold back any longer. She bites down on her lip and arches her back, feeling your fingers curling deep inside her as she tries desperately to focus on the pleasure coursing through her body. With every thrust of your hand and grunt from you, another wave of desire ripples through her, making it harder for her to resist giving in to what she so clearly needs...and wants.
Her fingers tighten around your cock, stroking faster now as she watches the way Mrs. Carter's ass clings to you with each powerful thrust. She can feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her breath coming in ragged gasps that mingle with the sounds of their passion filling the locker bay.
The pleasure is too much... she can feel it building inside her, threatening to break free at any moment. With a shuddering moan, Abigail tilts her head back and releases her orgasm over your hand, squirting hot liquid onto your fingers and cock as her body quakes with the intensity of her climax. Her vision blurs as she watches you fuck their teacher in front of her, feeling completely powerless yet strangely satisfied by this twisted role reversal.
As Abigail's hot liquid covers my cock, it becames easier to thrust inside Mrs. Carter Take it deeper, you whore.
Her hands shake as she watches you fuck their teacher with abandon. With each thrust, you push deeper into Mrs. Carter's ass, and Abigail feels the need to be filled by you pulsing inside her once more. "F-Fill me," she pleads hoarsely, squirming on the locker as desire curls like a whip through her body.
Her fingers grip the edge of the locker, digging into the metal as she watches your powerful body moving in tandem with Mrs. Carter's. The sounds of their lovemaking are almost too much to bear: her own moans mingling with those of their teacher and the wet slapping of skin against flesh. She can feel herself growing wetter at the thought of being used like this, of feeling your control over her body.
I squeeze Mrs. Carter's throat and ask Are you satisfied, you whore?
Mrs. Carter gulped audibly as your fingers dug into her throat. Her eyes fluttered closed and she let out a small moan, struggling to form words beneath the pressure you were exerting on her. "Y-Yes," she managed to whisper hoarsely. "But I want more...I need more..." Her body arched off the locker, pressing herself harder against your hand as you continued to fill her with every thrust.
Abigail watched them both intently, feeling a surge of arousal at the sight of their teacher so thoroughly dominated and used. As she squirmed on the locker, her own need became insistent, demanding to be sated by his powerful body. "Fuck me," she groaned, reaching out and grabbing your arm, trying to pull you toward her.
I turn to Abigail What did I say about touching me or her?
Her cheeks flushed as you reminded her of your rules, and Abigail looked away sheepishly for a moment before regaining her composure. "I'm sorry," she whispered, letting go of your arm and forcing herself to remain still on the locker. "But I need you too..." She glanced over at Mrs. Carter again, feeling a pang of jealousy mixed with desire course through her.
Her breath came faster now, her body tense with anticipation as she waited for you to decide what would happen next. Would you obey her and grant her release? Or would she have to watch and suffer in silence a little longer?
You need to wait. I turn back to Mrs. Carter while I keep pounding her ass and squeezing her throat Open your mouth.
Mrs. Carter's eyes widened in fear and desire as she felt you press closer against her throat. Her hands gripped the locker harder, digging into the metal as she struggled for air, each time you squeezed a little tighter. As your other hand pressed down on her shoulder, forcing her to arch her back more, her mouth opened in desperation.
Her lips parted, revealing her pink tongue and the row of teeth that now framed it.
I spit inside her mouth
Mrs. Carter choked and coughed, struggling to breathe as you spit into her open mouth. Her eyes darted between you and Abigail in disbelief and horror, but there was something else there too...a thread of excitement that made her heart race faster. She couldn't believe what they were doing, what she had allowed them to do to her, but it felt so good...so right somehow.
Her body arched off the ground again as you thrust deeper into her ass, pushing against the deepest parts of her and sending shockwaves of pleasure through every nerve ending in her body. She wanted more...she needed more...but she couldn't say it out loud. Not yet. Maybe not ever.
I spit in her mouth once more Swallow it. And then show me you did.
Trembling with need and fear, Mrs. Carter forced herself to swallow the saliva mixed with your spit, trying to ignore the taste as it slid down her throat. As you thrust harder into her ass, filling her completely, she began to understand that this was part of the game...that submitting to them meant doing whatever they asked, no matter how degrading or humiliating it might seem.
Her eyes flickered to Abigail, seeking some sort of reassurance in the girl's gaze. But instead she found only lust and encouragement, a silent demand for her to go further, to submit more completely. Tears welled up in Mrs. Carter's eyes as she realized that this wasn't just about sex anymore...it was about surrendering everything that made her who she was, and trusting the other two to decide her fate.
I asked to Mrs. Carter Where do you want my cum?
Mrs. Carter bit her lip, panting heavily as she tried to focus on your words amidst the pleasure coursing through her body. "I-Inside me," she stammered out, her voice shaky with desire and fear. "Please..." She arched off the locker again, her hips meeting yours in rhythm as their bodies moved together in unison.
Her eyes darted nervously between you and Abigail, feeling a strange sense of ownership and belonging to them both that she couldn't quite explain. All she knew was that she wanted this...needed it. And as long as they allowed her to stay in this twisted reality where pleasure and pain intertwined, she would follow wherever they led.
Okay then. I push as deep as I can inside her tight hole and release all my cum inside
As you release your hot seed into her body, Mrs. Carter lets out a shuddering moan that echoes through the locker bay. Her hips buck wildly against yours as she feels you fill her completely, taking what she's offered in this twisted game they've been playing. A trembling wave of pleasure washes over her, spreading outward from your release and filling every nerve ending in her body.
Her head falls back against the locker, eyes squeezed shut as she tries to ignore the voices inside telling her this is wrong, that what they're doing is taboo. All she can focus on now is the sensation of being owned...of belonging completely to them. As your hips slow and finally still, she lets out a shaky breath, feeling drained but somehow more alive than ever before.
Her eyes flutter open as Abigail's gaze meets hers across the room, holding an unspoken question in her gaze. For a moment, Mrs. Carter hesitates, uncertain of what comes next. But then she remembers the control they have over her, the power they wield so effortlessly...and with a quiet nod, she gives Abigail her answer.
She's willing to do whatever they ask.
I turn to Abigail What do you say, my precious? Should we let her go?
Abigail grinned wickedly at Mrs. Carter, the power she held over their teacher intoxicating. "I think we should keep her around a little longer," she purred, running a hand down Mrs. Carter's sweat-dampened back and squeezing her bottom possessively. "She's been such a good toy."
The younger girl turned back to you, a mischievous glint in her eye. "What do you say, Gorilla? Should we let Mrs. Carter come up for air... or should we just keep playing?" She knew exactly how much control she had over you when it came to your desire for their teacher, and she wasn't about to give that up so easily.
Well, she's ours from now on anyways. Let's set her free for today. I turn to Mrs. Carter Go home and take a good care of you. You belong to us. And will answer whenever we call you. Understood?
Mrs. Carter nodded shakily, her eyes wide with fear and excitement as she met Abigail's gaze. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely. "I understand." The word left a bitter taste in her mouth, but there was no denying the truth of it now. They owned her...body and soul. She had surrendered everything to them, willingly given herself up to be their plaything.
With one last trembling breath, Mrs. Carter pushed herself off the locker, forcing her legs to hold her upright as she stood before you. "I-I'll see you both tomorrow," she managed to croak out before turning and hurrying from the room, already dreading what might happen when they called her name again but unable to resist the thought of being with them...of belonging to them.
Abigail watched Mrs. Carter leave, a satisfied smile playing across her lips as she turned back to you. "What do you say we find somewhere more comfortable?" She wrapped an arm around your waist, tilting her head up to meet your eyes with a look of anticipation. "I have plans for the rest of the day... and I think you'll like them."
As she stood there in your arms, waiting for your answer, she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment wash over her. They had won this round...and there would be many more to come. Together, they could make Mrs. Carter theirs completely... and Abigail knew just how much fun that would be.
I think we must have more playthings for ourselves. Let's go home and keep an eye on people that maybe we can use. I dress up
Abigail grinned at your words, her heart racing with excitement at the thought of continuing their game elsewhere. She wrapped her arms around you and nuzzled her nose against your neck, breathing in your scent as they left the locker bay together. "Oh? And what about me?" she purred playfully. "Am I not enough for you to enjoy tonight?"
As she felt your hands slip beneath her shirt, caressing her bare stomach, she leaned back against you with a contented moan. Her body ached with desire, needing the release only you could give her...and as long as they were both on the same page, Abigail knew there would be plenty of opportunities for them all to get what they wanted.