Brenda and Izolde clung to my arms as we left the cafeteria behind. They had glommed on to me. Like every other girl in school, they had become attracted to me, turned on by my presence. I was a cambion. The son of a succubus. My mother claimed that this was all me.
“So, uh, you girls on birth control?” I asked, my cheeks burning at the suggestion.
Purple-haired Izolde grinned at me. “On the pill. So you can just do whatever you want to me, big boy.” She ran her hand down the front of my shirt to grope my cock through my pants. “Anything.”
I swallowed as she fondled my hard cock. I was swelling up fast from her touch. I wanted to say something, but she wouldn’t stop. And no one would care. It was insane that the world let me get away with that threesome in the cafeteria. I had fucked my succubus-mommy and Abby (who was now bonded to me because I knocked her up) in front of most of the college. Not even the professors cared.
The guys cheered me on while the girls begged for me to fuck them. Brenda, who was on my arm, had a boyfriend. A boyfriend who was cool with me fucking his girl. She even told him she would probably dump him for me. It was insane.
“I’m not on the pill,” Brenda said. “I make Fred wear a rubber.” She snuggled closer to me, her black hair spilling about her face. “But not you. Mmm, you can fuck me raw all you want.”
Her hand joined Izolde’s on my cock. I shuddered as they both stroked me. If I fucked Brenda raw, I might breed her. Then she would be bound to me. She really would dump Fred. She’d be like Abby. I swallowed, my heart racing.
“Yeah, I…” I swallowed. “I mean, we don’t have to, you know…”
“Fuck?” Brenda pouted. “Aren’t I hot enough?”
“Nope,” Izolde said. “But I am.”
Brenda’s lower lip trembled. She stared at me with these brown eyes. I groaned. “You’re hot. You are.”
“So you’ll fuck me, too?” she asked.
“We’re at school,” I groaned, glancing ahead. “We’re almost to Mrs. Spartan’s class. Got History next. No time to fuck.”
“Yes, no time to fuck,” purred Izolde. Her hand squeezed my cock. “So it’s time to suck.”
“Wait, what?” I gasped as we reached Mrs. Spartan’s classroom, the door open and inviting. I swallowed as we flowed into it, my heart racing. It pounded this wild beat.
Mrs. Spartan hadn’t arrived. The other students were just starting to sit down. I swallowed as Izolde and Brenda dragged me to the back of the classroom. I slipped past some of the guys in the glass giving me envious looks. Then the two girls shoved me down into a chair.
I was always so passive. They just did whatever they wanted to me. My mother—who was supposed to be my submissive succubus—Mrs. Hemlock, Abby, and now these two girls. They fell to their knees and crawled beneath the desk, their hands on my jeans.
“You can’t suck me off now?” I gasped as they unzipped my jeans. “Jesus, we’re in class.”
“Mmm, I think we can,” Izolde said, her dyed-purple hair framing her features. “So just chillax.”
“We’re going to make you feel amazing,” Brenda added. “I give great head. Just ask Fred. He’s never complained.”
“Well, what about Fred?” I asked as they unsnapped my jeans and ripped open my fly, my zipper rasping down. “He’s your boyfriend. Is it really okay to cheat on him?”
“Yep,” she moaned. “When it’s you, Henry” She winked at me and then pulled down my jeans with Izolde. “God, you’re such a stud, Henry. It was so hot watching you breastfeed from your mother.”
“So fucking hot,” Izolde added. They had my jeans around my ankles now and reached for my boxers. “Mmm, we’re going to love your dick. Just make you explode.”
They ripped down my boxer as Linda walked in. She stared in envy at the girls as she took her seat nearby. She watched me over her shoulder as my dick popped out of my jeans. Linda bit her lip in envy as the two girls kneeling beneath my desk gasped in awe.
They gripped my dick. They held onto my cock fresh from my mother’s asshole. I had fucked my mommy-succubus up the ass as she had eaten my cum out of Addy’s pussy. The entire school had watched that moment, cheering me on. This was all so insane.
“That was just in my mom’s asshole,” I groaned. “I didn’t get a chance to wash it.”
“We’ll wash it,” Brenda promised while Izolde purred, “Mmm, we’ll give your dirty dick a tongue bath.”
Their tongues licked up and down my dick. They bathed me. I groaned as they moaned. Their eyes closed. The two girls seemed to love the sour flavor. Their warm tongues stroked up my shaft. I shuddered, my long dick throbbing. There was so much for them to clean. So much for them to lick up.
They climbed higher and higher, purring as they did. I shuddered. Linda bit her lip as she watched. The guys were all looking on in envy. Chris flashed me a thumb’s up and Pete had a big grin on his face as he shook his head like he was both thrilled for me and wishing to be in my place.
I groaned as the girls reached the tip of my dick. They bathed the spongy crown. They flicked their tongues over that spot. I groaned as they did. This felt so incredible. I shuddered, my face contorting from the delight. This was incredible, my face scrunching up from the bliss.
I loved what they did to my dick with their tongues.
My cock throbbed and ached as they danced their tongues around the tip. They kissed at it. Izolde had pink lips and Brenda ruby. Their lips brushed. They kissed for a moment, their tongues dancing while they rubbed my crown into their cheeks, smearing precum on their face.
“God, he tastes good,” moaned Izolde when the pair broke their kiss.”
“Right,” Brenda groaned and then swallowed the tip of my dick. She suckled hard, my balls tightening. I groaned as she bobbed up and down, the pleasure rushing through me.
“You little bitch,” purred Izolde. She licked Brenda’s ear. “Mmm, you just darted in and stole that dick from me. How utterly naughty of you.”
“Yeah,” I groaned, leaning back as the pleasure shot through me. She wasn’t kidding. Fred had no complaints. Only Fred wasn’t the one getting blown any longer. I had broken up their relationship. My presence had warped the air and made both girls lust for me.
All because I had a succubus for a mother.
“Goddamn,” I groaned as Brenda bobbed her head, polishing my dirty dick. “Brenda!”
Her warm, wet mouth worked up and down my dick. She felt incredible. I loved how amazing this was. It felt so good as she worked her mouth up and down my cock. She suckled on me with hunger, her tongue dancing around the crown of my cock.
“No fair,” Izolde pouted. “You’ve sucked his dick enough. I have to show him that I’m amazing at sucking cock, too.”
Brenda popped her mouth off my cock with a wet plop. “Sorry, sorry. Your turn, Izolde. I can share his wonderful dick.”
“You got to,” Izolde said. “Studs like him are going to be fucking every hot bitch he can.”
“Well,” I panted. More like they were all going to fuck me.
Izolde slid her pink lips over my dick. I groaned as she suckled at me. My face contorted from the pleasure of it. She suckled with hunger. She bobbed her head with aggression, her purple hair dancing around her cheeks. I groaned, my hands clenching into fists. I shuddered, loving the feel of her mouth.
The pressure in my balls rose with her every suckle. Most of the class had walked in, but no Mrs. Spartan. They were all watching the blowjob. Guys grinning and girls squirming. I groaned, trying to ignore it. Wanting to cum as fast as I could before Mrs. Spartan walked in.
“My turn, Izolde,” moaned Brenda. “I need to get that yummy cock back into my mouth.”
Izolde popped her lips off with a wet plop. Drool ran down her chin. “It’s such a delicious dick. Yes, yes, suck him. Then let me nurse on him. I just want to suckle on him hard.”
Brenda swallowed that cock. Her mouth nursed on me with passion. She suckled with hunger. She nursed on me with that skill. Her tongue danced around my dick. My balls tightened as she worked her mouth. I came closer and closer to cumming.
Izolde licked at the base of my cock. She fluttered her tongue up and down the parts that Brenda couldn’t reach. It was just too long. My dick big and throbbing. I was huge, apparently. I had no idea. I had always been this shy, nerdy guy. I was a virgin until last night when my mommy-succubus had changed that. Now…
Now I was getting a double blowjob in the middle of class from two hot girls.
Brenda popped her mouth off and Izolde took over. She liked to suckle hard. To nurse with passion. Not as much tongue, but it still had me arching my back, the back of the cheap chair biting into my flesh. I didn’t care about the discomfort.
I had a hottie loving my dick.
“That’s it, Izolde,” moaned Brenda. “Ooh, ooh, but whose mouth will he cum in?”
Izolde popped her mouth off and Brenda swooped in. As the black-haired girl sucked on me, Izolde groaned, “He can cum on our faces. Then we can both be showered in his cum.”
Brenda squealed around my dick, a schoolgirl thrilled by that.
I groaned, the nineteen-year-old girl suckling hard on my dick. Her tongue danced around the crown. They had buffed me clean by now, the stimulation swelling the pressure in my nuts. I rose towards that orgasm.
Facial? In the middle of class.
I groaned, staring at Rita and Dominique who had joined Linda in watching me with envy in their eyes. They licked their lips like they wanted to be nursing on my cock. I groaned, closing my eyes as the pressure grew and grew.
Then Brenda slid off and Izolde slid on. Her warm mouth nursed on my dick with hunger. I loved every moment of it. I loved the way she worshiped my cock. It was amazing to enjoy. My hands balled into fists. My face contorted from the delight of this moment. I would have such a big orgasm.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “I’m getting close!”
Izolde popped her mouth off. She and Brenda fisted my cock, their faces pressed tight together. They whimpered and moaned while the pressure swelled at the tip of my dick. My balls grew hotter and hotter, coming closer and closer to that boil.
“Cum on our faces, Henry!” moaned Izolde.
“Jizz all over our us!” Brenda groaned. “I’ve never had a guy cum on my face. Fred always wanted to, but it’s too demeaning. But you can cum on my face. You can do anything to me.”
“Anything,” breathed Dominique, the Black girl winking at me.
“Fuck!” I gasped at those words and then I erupted.
My cum fired from my cock and bathed the two girls’ faces. Izolde and Brenda moaned as I erupted. My seed splashed on their cheeks and foreheads. Shots landed in their open mouths, tongues thrust out. I groaned with each blast.
Pleasure slammed through me. Rapture crashed into my mind. Ecstatic stars twinkled across my vision as I pumped more and more cum onto their faces. I covered them in my pearly spunk. The guys cheered me on as I pumped all that spunk onto their features. This heady rush swept over me. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I groaned as I pumped the last of my cum on their faces.
“Well, well, well,” a tight voice said.
I fluttered my eyes open and froze to find Mrs. Spartan glaring at us from the front of the classroom. She had her black hair up in a bun, her face fierce and angry. Her arms folded beneath her breasts seemed to enhance their size. Big and full. Her V-neck blouse showed off a nice bit of cleavage and her tight, short pencil skirt left her toned thighs and calves on display. An athletic woman. She shook her head, a thick, gold bracelet on her left wrist gleaming in the light.
“You three, upfront!” she ordered, her voice snapping like the release of a bowstring.
“Y-yes, Mrs. Spartan,” I gasped and bolted upright, my cock bouncing before me.
She arched an eyebrow at that, and a sneer of disgust spilled over her lips.
The two girls rose and looked sheepish. They dripped in cum. It spilled off their faces dripped on their blouses. Some of it had even gotten in their hair. I bent down and yanked up my pants and boxers, struggling to fasten up.
“Now!” She snapped her fingers and pointed before her long desk. It was mostly bare save for a pencil holder and a binder. She kept a tidy classroom.
The two girls gasped and rushed forward. I hurried after, holding my pants closed. I couldn’t do anything else. My heart raced as Mrs. Spartan stared at me with fierce, brown eyes. I felt like she was feathering me with angry arrows, furious at me for what had happened.
Well, it was different from being horny with me. The rest of the class all watched in dead silence. They could feel the cold rage radiating off of Mrs. Spartan. She did not appreciate finding me getting a double blowjob.
There was one sane person in this college. One professor who had an appropriate reaction.
The three of us reached her desk, Brenda on my left, Izolde on my right, the closest to the teacher. I swallowed as Mrs. Spartan moved before us. I squirmed, still struggling to zip up, my cock thrusting out the tip of my jeans.
She ran a finger over the tip of my dick and then frowned at the precum on there. She wiped it off on my shirt. “Stop that, Henry. You don’t need to zip up yet.”
Never mind. There went her having a normal reaction.
“You three have been naughty children,” she said, her eyes burning with this intense heat. “I can’t abide that. Turn around, bend over my desk, and drop your pants and underwear.”
“What?” I gasped.
“Did I stutter?” she demanded, her eyes boring into me. “Did I speak in Latin by mistake? Or Ancient Greek? Turn around, bend over, and drop those pants. You have to be punished. Spanked.”
I gaped at her.
“You do not want to make this any worse for yourself by dawdling, do you?”
“N-no, Mrs. Spartan,” I gasped while Izolde and Brenda squeaked the same.
“Then turn around, bend over, and drop those pants, NOW!”
I turned around and shoved down my pants and boxers again. Beside me, Brenda and Izolde were unsnapping the skinny jeans they wore. Izolde shoved down them and the red panties she had. Brenda had a black thong that peeled out of her butt-crack. I swallowed as I let my pants and underwear fall to my ankles. I bent over, my cock hard against the desk.
Why was I hard?
Why did I keep doing what women told me to do? Just let them ravish my body? I was a cambion. Surely that meant I should be more dominant than this? But my mommy-succubus had done whatever she wanted to me.
And now Mrs. Spartan would spank me. I imagined I’d have to lick her pussy next. Maybe fuck her before the entire class.
She grabbed my ass and squeezed. “Mmm, not bad.” Then Izolde’s squawked as Mrs. Spartan purred, “Peachy and curvy. Very nice.”
“Th-thank you, Mrs. Spartan,” Izolde said as she bent down beside me.
Brenda lay on the other side, her face smearing cum onto the professor’s desk. She whimpered. The teacher stood behind her. We were nineteen. In fucking college. This couldn’t be happening, and yet it was. My heart thundered and my dick throbbed. I was… excited.
What had my mommy-succubus done to me?
“This is my classroom,” Mrs. Spartan said. “My queendom. You do not fornicate in here without my permission. Is that understood?”
“Yes, Mrs. Spartan,” the three of us chorused.
“You do not so much as suck a dick in my class unless you beg me!”
SMACK!
Izolde gasped. Her head arched up from the stinging sound that echoed throughout the classroom.
“You do not lick a dick no matter how big it is in my classroom unless you fall to your knees and plead with me!” hissed Mrs. Spartan.
SMACK!
Brenda yelped and then gasped, “Yes, Mrs. Spartan.”
“You don’t touch a single girl in my classroom without falling to your knees and kissing my feet in supplication!”
SMACK!
Her hand slapped hard on my ass. I gasped at the stinging pain. The heat melted down to my dick. I ached even more after being spanked. I felt the burning impression of her hand as she moved over to Izolde.
SMACK!
Izolde moaned.
SMACK!
I gasped, my butt-cheeks clenching and dick throbbing from the stinging impact.
SMACK!
Brenda squealed, her head tossing, smearing more cum onto the desk.
“Nothing happens in this class unless I bless it!”
SMACK!
Her hand slapped into my ass. I groaned, my dick throbbing. Her fingernails bit into the meat of my butt-cheek. “Do you understand me, Henry?”
“Yes, Mrs. Spartan,” I groaned. “I’ll… I’ll ask in the future.”
“Yes, you will!”
SMACK!
Izolde gasped, her head arching and purple hair swaying.
“And you, you little slut, you will not touch a dick without my permission, will you?”
“N-no, Mrs. Spartan!”
SMACK!
The dominating professor spanked my ass again. I groaned. Then she slapped on Brenda’s ass only to come back to me. I was in the middle. I was getting spanked twice as hard as the girls. The pain burned over my ass and swelled the ache at the tip of my dick.
I wanted to cum.
SMACK!
Did I want to cum from being spanked?
SMACK!
The teacher slapped her hand down on my ass and moved on to Izolde. Then back to me. That burning swept through my body. I groaned, my dick throbbing. Precum dripped from the tip of my bock as she spanked Brenda.
SMACK!
I groaned at that slap. She made my ass burn. I panted, looking at Brenda and Izolde. They were both squirming, their faces twisting with pain and pleasure. They were whimpering and squirming as the teacher went back and forth.
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
Izolde. Me. Brenda. Me. Izolde. Me. Brenda. Me.
I swallowed, the sounds echoing through the classroom as my balls brimmed with cum. I ached to just explode. This sexy teacher was disciplining me, and I wanted more. Craved more. I wished she was my mommy-succubus. She used to spank me as a child. She could do it now that I was nineteen.
But I was her Master. I should be spanking her, right?
The hand slapped down on my ass. I grunted, the pain burning across my butt-cheek. The desk creaked as I shifted. I groaned, tossing my head from the pleasure that rippled through me. This was intense. I ached and throbbed, my chest rising and falling as I endured this pain. I shuddered, my dick throbbing and aching.
“Mmm, have you learned your lesson, children,” Mrs. Spartan asked?
“Yes, Mrs. Spartan,” I groaned, the two girls echoing me.
She grabbed a fistful of my brown hair and yanked me up to my feet with surprising strength. I gasped as she grabbed my dick thrusting out hard beside me. She shoved me over until I was standing behind Brenda, her ass as red as mine felt. Her shaved cunt gleamed with juices. To my shock, Mrs. Spartan pressed my cock right against Brenda’s cunt.
“You want to fuck her, don’t you?” Mrs. Spartan asked, sliding my dick up and down Brenda’s snatch.
The girl moaned her excitement, her reddened ass clenching. The tip of my dick pushed into her folds, her cuntlips sliding over the tip of my dick.
“Well, Henry?” Mrs. Spartan demanded, squeezing hard on my shaft.
I winced. “Y-yes,” I groaned. “But she’s not on the pill. If I—”
“Then fuck the slut!” she hissed and released my cock. A moment later, her hand slapped hard on my ass.
SMACK!
I gasped as the force drove me forward. I plunged my dick into Brenda’s cunt.
She gasped, her head throwing back as my dick sank into her cunt. She threw a look over her shoulder, her eyes wide in delight as I sank into her unprotected pussy. Her hot snatch sucked at my cock as I slid further and further into her.
“Oh, my god, thank you, Mrs. Spartan!” gasped Brenda, her head tossing. “Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you for letting Henry fuck me! I’m going to be a good girl.”
“What about Fred?” I groaned, my dick buried to the hilt in her.
“Fuck Fred!” she moaned, her pussy clenching down my cock. “You got a bigger dick. You’re so sexy. Oh, yes, yes, yes, I want to be your girl. Like Addy.”
“Oh, then fuck me next,” moaned Izolde, cum still mattering her face.
“You are going to fall to your knees, pull down my panties, and eat my pussy,” Mrs. Spartan commanded. “Right now, slut!”
“Y-yes, Mrs. Spartan!” squeaked Izolde.
As you savor being in Brenda’s unprotected cunt, you watch Izolde fall to her knees. She’s the one you should be fucking. She was the one on the pill. Birth control. No chance in claiming her like you did Addy. Into turning her into your personal slut.
Izolde’s hands shove up beneath Mrs. Spartan’s skirt. The entire class is watching, enraptured by what was going on. A pair of black panties appeared, bunched up as they rolled over those toned thighs. They passed the professor’s knees and then she stepped out of them.
Without hesitating, Izolde thrust her head up beneath the professor’s skirt and clearly started licking at Mrs. Spartan’s married cunt. She feasted on that pussy, licking with hunger. The professor groaned, her left hand grabbing the back of Izolde’s head through the skirt, the wide, gold bracelet gleaming.
“You’re not fucking me, Henry,” Brenda moaned. “Mmm, work that cock in and out of my cunt.”
“Yeah,” I muttered and drew back my dick.
This was all so insane. I thrust back into her cunt. My ass burned as it flexed. My balls smacked into her clit. She moaned, her pussy clenching down on me. It felt amazing being in her pussy. I knew I should pull out of her. I was making things weird. Changing how things should be happening.
I pumped away at her cunt. I thrust into her hard and fast. I groaned, burying into Brenda’s cunt with hard strokes. She moaned while beside us, Mrs. Spartan shuddered. Her face contorted with delight. Izolde was feasting on her with hunger.
Izolde’s reddened ass wiggled back and forth as she devoured Mrs. Spartan. The girl appeared to be fingering her cunt as she feasted. I groaned, thrusting away at Brenda’s cunt. Her spanked butt-cheeks jiggled as I buried into her.
Did that hurt her?
Mine burned.
But she moaned and gasped, sounding like she was enjoying what I was doing to her. How I was burying into her hard and fast. I plunged to the hilt in her cunt. I stirred her up. She moaned, squeezing her cunt down around my dick. I loved that.
“Fuck,” I groaned, the pleasure soaking down my shaft to my balls. The silky grip of her cunt felt amazing about my dick.
“That’s it,” she moaned, her hips rotating from side to side. “Just like that. Ooh, Henry, you’re amazing. You’re so much better than Fred or Chris or Troy. Yes, yes, that cock’s amazing.”
“Shit, I bet he is a better fuck than me?” Chris said.
“I totally let him screw my girlfriend,” another guy said.
“I’d let him fuck my mom.”
“I’d let him fuck my mom and me,” Linda moaned. “He could tag-team us at the same time.”
“Ooh, I have a sister,” groaned Dominique. “She’s down to clown. We can totally get together, Henry. Sisters.”
“Fuck, how can you say no to sisters?” Chris groaned.
“Quiet,” Mrs. Spartan moaned. “I have a cute slut eating my cunt. I don’t need to hear your comments. Read chapter 7.”
Books opened as I plowed into Brenda’s cunt, the ache building and building at the tip of my dick. Mrs. Spartan groaned beside me, her face twisting in delight. She still held Izolde’s head to her cunt through her skirt, the purple-haired girl moaning as she frigged herself and ate the teacher’s cunt.
Brenda’s moans grew louder and louder as I buried into her. I fucked her hard and fast. I buried into her again and again. I reamed out her cunt, loving every plunge into her pussy. I savored every thrust into her snatch. It was incredible.
She moaned, her cunt clamping down on me, swelling that ache at the tip of my dick. I was swelling towards that wonderful moment, MY balls smacking into that hot pussy. I BURIED deep and hard into her snatch.
“Are you going to cum in me, Henry?” Brenda moaned.
“I shouldn’t,” I panted, slamming my dick into her. “You might get pregnant.”
“I know!” she moaned. “It’s totally unsafe. So you have to cum in me. Breed me. Oh, yes, yes, Henry, breed me!”
“Fuck,” I groaned. She wanted it. I couldn’t say no as I slammed to the hilt in her cunt.
Her pussy convulsed around my dick as I erupted into her pussy. I wasn’t sure which of us came first. My burning ass clenched as her hot cunt convulsed around my dick. She suckled at my cock, working out the cum.
Spurt after spurt of jizz erupted from me. I groaned, stars bursting across my vision. I shuddered, basting her with all that wonderful cum that flowed out of me. It was so hot to enjoy this delight. My mind exploded with rapture.
“Goddamn,” I groaned, loving every moment of erupting into her cunt. I sprayed into her with hot eruptions. My head swayed as I savored the delight of spurting my jizz into her snatch.
“Oh, that’s it, Henry, breed me!” she moaned, her pussy convulsing and spasming around my dick. “Oh, that’s so wonderful. Fire all that seed into me.”
“Fuck!” I groaned, helpless to stop myself from breeding her. I spilled my jizz into her cunt and felt that powerful connection I had with Addy forming.
“I’m yours!” she moaned, her pussy milking out the last of my cum.
I hit the peak of my orgasm. I floated there, my ass burning while the rest of me felt amazing. I shuddered and panted. I squeezed my eyes shut for one glorious moment and then opened them. I shook my head, almost dizzy from my climax.
“That’s it, you little dyke-slut!” hissed Mrs. Spartan. “Oh, that’s it. Yes, yes, yes! Drink my cream, you lezzie-whore!”
Mrs. Spartan moaned, her head throwing back. An errant strand of black hair escaped her bun and danced along her flushed cheek. Izolde moaned and then she shuddered, her reddened ass clenching. Pussy cream spurted out around her fingers and splashed on the floor.
I panted, watching the lesbian sight. Mrs. Spartan groaned, her head shaking while Izolde licked up the flood of the teacher’s cream. I shuddered, breathing heavily. A tart musk filled my nose. That must have come from Brenda.
I pulled out of her with a groan. She turned around and threw her arms about my neck. She pulled me in and kissed me. Her lips melted against mine. I shuddered, tasting something salty on my lips. My seed. I couldn’t stop myself from kissing her, though.
“Ooh, you little dyke,” moaned Mrs. Spartan. “Kiss me.”
“Yes, Mrs. Spartan,” purred Izolde.
I broke the kiss with Brenda to watch Izolde’s head appear, purple hair swaying. She stood up and kissed our professor with hunger. As I watched them kiss, I realized that whatever charm I exuded had been broken on Izolde. She had no interest in me what-so-ever. Neither did Mrs. Spartan.
“She made her into a lesbian,” I whispered to Brenda.
“Who, Izolde?” Brenda asked. “Does this mean I don’t have to share you with her?”
“Yeah,” I muttered, watching the teacher grab Izolde’s reddened ass possessively. She had mentioned how great Izolde’s ass was. She had chosen which one she wanted to keep. Why? Did it have something to do with my cum on her face?
My mother warned me that there were witches who would try to use my seed to work magic. Had that just happened? Was Mrs. Spartan a witch who turned Izolde from a girl who liked dick into one who liked pussy?
Damn.
Mrs. Spartan broke the kiss. “Henry, take your slut back to your desk. We have a class to teach.”
“Yeah, Mrs. Spartan,” I said.
“She called me your slut,” Brenda gushed like it wasn’t such a demeaning thing. “I am, Henry. Your slut. Your girl. Your cunt. Your cum dumpster. Your concubine. Your baby mama. I’m all those things. Isn’t that wonderful, Henry.”
“Yeah,” I muttered as I went to draw up my jeans and boxers. I pull them on and buttoned up, which was hard with Brenda clinging to my arm.
She didn’t bother pulling hers up. She clung to me, her pussy leaking cum, as we headed back to my desk. Mrs. Spartan didn’t say anything. She was still squeezing Izolde’s ass and kissing her again. The teacher was enjoying herself.
It was like I had changed the rules, and she was more than willing to capitalize on them.
I reached my desk and sat down. To my shock, Brenda unsnapped and unzipped my pants. She reached in and pulled out my cock. I gasped in shock, my dick, still wet from her pussy, throbbing in her hand. My ass burned in memory of the spanking.
“W-what are you doing?” I gasped as she turned around.
“D’oh, I’m sitting on your cock,” she said. “Mrs. Spartan, you told Henry to take me back to his desk, right? And I’m his slut, so you want me to sit on his dick.”
“I suppose so,” Mrs. Spartan said. She glanced at Izolde. “You know what to do.”
“Dominique?” asked Izolde. There was still some of my cum on her face smeared with the pussy cream.
“Oh, she’s lovely,” said Mrs. Spartan.
I had no idea what that was about. Before I could ask, Brenda was sitting down on my dick. Her butt-cheeks slid over the crown, and then her asshole pressed on the tip. My eyes widened at the feel of her naughty asshole pushing against me. That velvety hole felt amazing.
“Brenda!” I gasped.
“I want it up the ass,” she moaned. “You’ll do that for me, right? I’m your naughty slut.”
“Yeah,” I muttered and then groaned as she sank her weight down on my dick.
Her anal ring didn’t stand a chance. Her sphincter widened and swallowed my cock. I groaned, sensitive from cumming in her pussy. It felt incredible as her bowels sank down my shaft. Her velvety flesh massaged my cock. I groaned, arching my back again into the low seat, the edge biting into my spine.
She sank lower and lower until she was sitting on my lap. I shuddered, my dick totally engulfed by her tight asshole. I couldn’t believe it. This felt incredible. Too incredible. I groaned, my heart racing as she squirmed about my dick.
“There,” she said.
I nodded and watched over her shoulder as Izolde, bottomless, sauntered to where Dominique sat in the row before mine. The purple-haired girl fell to her knees and vanished beneath it. Then Dominique gasped.
“Mrs. Spartan?” Dominique asked.
“I want another lezzie slut,” said Mrs. Spartan. “You’re it. Just relax. Izolde will take care of it. I have a class to teach. You’ll learn how to please me later.”
“Jesus,” I groaned, my dick throbbing in my jeans.
“Ooh, that means she’s out, too,” purred Brenda in delight. “Less girls to monopolize your dick. I already have to share you with your mom and Addy.”
“Yeah,” I muttered.
Dominique lifted her rump from the seat as her jeans were pulled off. She had a pair of yellow panties on. Those were dragged off next. I couldn’t see what Izolde was doing, but Dominique leaned back, her black hair shifting. She groaned as Izolde feasted on her, turning her into a lesbian.
Mrs. Spartan was definitely using the cum I pumped onto Izolde’s face to do this. What else would she do? I swallowed, my dick throbbing in Brenda’s asshole. She was my girlfriend now. Like Addy. Bonded to me. I just had to accept it.
“Now,” said Mrs. Spartan. “We are just starting the Peloponnesian War that was fought between Athens and Lacedaemon, which is often called Sparta, my namesake. We are fortunate because a Greek Historian witnessed the war and wrote about it. His account survived over two thousand years to reach us, giving us insight into how the Ancient Greek city-states fought.”
“Mrs. Spartan,” Linda asked, raising her hand.
“Yes, Linda?” Mrs. Spartan asked, Dominique’s whimpers and moans echoing in the background.
“May I lick out Brenda’s pussy.” Linda glanced back at us. “It’s just… She’s so full of Henry’s cum. I just… I can’t focus.”
“Thank you for asking,” Mrs. Spartan said. “You may. Now, the rest of you, let’s talk about the background leading up to the Peloponnesian war. How it started. Sparta and Athens had long been political rivals…”
As she spoke, Linda slipped out of her seat and crawled on the floor. Her sandy-blonde locks spill about her cute face. She licked her lips and then vanished beneath my desk. She pushed my legs apart. I could hear her salivating for pussy full of my cum.
Brenda gasped, her asshole clenching down about my dick. I knew that then Linda had started her licking. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Dominique moaned and Brenda groaned, both girls getting feasted upon while Mrs. Spartan just lectured on about the Peloponnesian war. I couldn’t focus on that at all.
Not with that tight, velvety asshole squeezing about my dick. It was just too wonderful of a treat. My cock throbbed in her bowels. She squeezed her asshole down on me every time Linda licked at her cunt, or so I assumed.
“Yes,” Brenda moaned. “Lick my man’s cum out of my cunt. Ooh, that’s it. Just lick it out of me. Yes, yes, just like that. You’re such a wicked slut, aren’t you?”
“Uh-huh,” Linda moaned.
“Oh, my fucking god, Izolde,” groaned Dominique. “Ooh, ooh, I get it. I get why being a lesbian is amazing.”
“You’re going to love eating Mrs. Spartan’s cunt,” purred Izolde, her voice muffled. “But yours is pretty tasty, too.”
I shuddered at how crazy this was becoming. My dick twitched in her cunt. I shuddered, my head shaking from side to side. This felt amazing. Her bowels squeezed about my dick in such an exciting way. I groaned, loving every moment of having her cunt squeezing down on me. I would have such a big orgasm when I unloaded in her.
Brenda squirmed as Linda licked all that cum out of her pussy. My new girlfriend’s asshole clamped down about my dick. She leaned forward and then pressed her back into my chest. My hands found their way to her round breasts. I squeezed them. Fondled them.
“Mmm, isn’t that just great?” she cooed as she squirmed about on my cock. Isn’t it amazing having my asshole about your dick?”
“Yeah,” I panted, my dick throbbing in her asshole. “Just wonderful. Fuck.”
“Mmm, it’s amazing.” She leaned her head back, her neck inviting.
I nuzzled in and kissed her. My hands squeezed her breasts as her bowels massaged my dick. It was different from fucking her. No sliding in and out. She didn’t ride me, either. She just clamped her asshole down around my dick and relaxed.
The velvety delight was still incredible. The ache swelled in my balls. Linda’s chin nudged them as she feasted on my girlfriend’s cunt. That naughty blonde was licking my cum out of Brenda’s bred depths. That was so exciting. It made me so hard.
My face contorted with the delight of this moment. It felt incredible soaking in Brenda’s bowels. I shuddered, my fingers digging into her tits through her dress. I kneaded her breasts, loving how they felt in my grip.
“Damn,” I panted in between nibbles and sucks on her necks.
“Oh, her tongue is amazing, Henry,” moaned Brenda. “She’s really getting in there and licking out all your cum.”
“It’s so yummy,” moaned Linda. “God, I feel like such a dirty slut. Mmm, I want to fuck your cock, too.”
“It’ll be dirty with my asshole,” purred Brenda, her bowels clenching down on my dick.
“I don’t care. I’m going to do it.” Linda sounded so confident. So sure. I was certain that I would give in. That I wouldn’t be able to say no to her.
Brenda clenched her bowels down around my dick. She moaned louder and louder, mixing with Dominique’s passion. Both girls were going to cum in the middle of class from having their pussies devoured. It was so wild. Mrs. Spartan was striding at the front, lecturing. Was anyone even paying attention?
Girls kept looking back. Rita had this come-fuck-me gleam in her blue eyes. Priscilla licked her lips while Rachel kept squirming in her seat. The guys were glancing back at me and at Dominique who was shuddering as she came closer and closer to her orgasm.
“Jesus, girl,” moaned Dominique. “Ooh, you got that tongue deep in me. You lovin’ my snatch, ain’t you? Just fuckin’ love in it.”
“She does love pussy,” Mrs. Spartan purred. “Now.”
“Goddamn, I can’t wait to munch your cunt, Mrs. Spartan,” groaned Dominique. “I’m gonna go to town on you. Just eat you out.”
The professor winked and then went back to her lecture.
I just sucked on Brenda’s neck and squeezed her tits through her blouse and bra. I brushed her hard nipples. She moaned as I played with them, her bowels clenching and relaxing on my dick. She twitched more and more, coming closer and closer to her climax. This was so wild.
I groaned into her neck, the pressure in my balls swelling. I was so eager to dump my cum into her. Brenda shuddered. Her legs kicked. She had to be close to cumming. Linda felt like she devoured that cunt with passion.
“Damn, Linda,” moaned Brenda. “Just a little more. You cleaned out that cum, didn’t you?”
“Every yummy drop I could find,” groaned Linda. “Oh, Henry, your jizz tastes amazing. I could just guzzle it down all day long.”
“Mmm,” purred Brenda in delight. “So strange that Izolde went dyke. I don’t see how pussy can compare to your spunk.”
“It can’t,” Linda groaned. “You’re amazing, Brenda, but your cunt’s got nothing on Henry’s cum.”
“Good.”
Dominique moaned louder and louder. Her head tossed, her straight, black hair dancing. Then she bucked. Her desk groaned as she trembled through her orgasm. It was so obvious that she was cumming hard. That she was gasping out her orgasmic bliss. The sounds of her passion echoed through the classroom.
“You pussy-munching dyke!” moaned Dominique. “That’s fucking it. Yes, yes, drink that cream!”
“Yummy!” squealed Izolde, her voice muffled by that hot snatch she snorkeled in.
Mrs. Spartan smiled as she watched her newest slut cumming. The teacher had used my cum to claim the girls. It was so wild. She had to be a witch. That was bad, but I was having trouble thinking. Brenda’s asshole felt too amazing about my dick.
Her bowels clenched about me. She shuddered. I heard sucking. Was Linda nursing on Brenda’s clit? That would explain those naughty, wet slurps I heard. Brenda whimpered, her head arching back, her neck inviting. A few hickeys already adorned her flesh.
I pinched her nipples through her clothes and suckled again. She groaned, her bowels squeezing so hard. Then she moaned. Her flesh rippled about my dick. I gasped as I felt her climaxing. Her anal sheath convulsed about me, sucking at me.
“Oh, my fucking god, yes!” gasped Brenda. “I’m cumming on Henry’s dick.”
“So yummy,” Linda moaned, clearly licking up Brenda’s gushing pussy juices.
“Fuck,” I groaned, that hot asshole rippling and writhing around my dick. She suckled at me. It was amazing to feel that wonderful sheath nursing at me. “I’m going to cum.”
“Yes, yes, cum in me!” moaned Brenda. “Flood me with all your jizz. I need it so much. Just flood me with everything you have. That’ll be amazing.”
“Uh-huh,” I groaned, her asshole sucking at me. “God, yes!”
I erupted.
My cum pumped into her bowels. Spurt after spurt of spunk fired out of my dick and pumped into her asshole. It was incredible to enjoy. Stars burst across my vision. I tossed my head from side to side. I groaned, my heart pounding a wild beat. I groaned, loving every second of dumping my cum into that tight, hot asshole rippling around me.
Brenda moaned as she milked me. Her hot bowels convulsed around my spurting dick in such an exciting way. I groaned, my face contorting from the bliss of spurting jizz in her bowels. Ecstasy slammed through me, my desk creaking.
It was incredible
“Fuck!” I groaned as I pumped the last of my cum into her bowels. I shuddered, my head shaking.
I blinked to find Izolde sitting on Dominique’s lap, the pair kissing with such passion. My dick twitched in Brenda’s asshole, her flesh rippling around me one last time. I squeezed her tits and panted into her neck.
“Mmm, that was wonderful, Henry,” she purred. “I love you oh, so much.”
“Yeah,” I panted. “I know.”
She hummed happily as Linda crawled out and stood up. She had pussy cream coating her face, her sandy-blonde hair mussed. She spun around, her ass cupped by her tight jeans. She raised her hand in the air.
“Yes, Linda?” Mrs. Spartan asked.
“May I fuck Henry’s dirty cock, Mrs. Spartan?” the blonde asked. “His dick is dirty with Brenda’s asshole, and I thought my pussy would be perfect to clean him.”
“Class is almost over,” said Mrs. Spartan. “You can do whatever you like once you leave here. Now sit down.”
“Yes, Mrs. Spartan,” she moaned and took the seat beside me. She flashed me a dazzling smile and then leaned over and whispered, “I know the perfect spot you can fuck me. You’ll love it.”
“Are you on the pill?” I asked.
“I have a diaphragm,” she said. “Don’t you know how those hormones mess you up? It’s totally not healthy to mess with your cycle like that.”
“My mom has a similar belief,” I said.
“Smart.” She grinned at me. “Your mom was hot. Ooh, you were just breast—”
“Linda, do I need to spank your ass and turn you into pussy-loving slut?” asked Mrs. Spartan.”
“N-no, Mrs. Spartan,” Linda gasped and clamped her mouth shut.
The last seven or so minutes of the class passed with my dick buried in Brenda’s asshole. Izolde and Dominique made out the entire time while Mrs. Spartan gave us a paper to write on the cause of the Peloponnesian war. Everyone groaned in annoyance except the two girls locked in their passionate kiss.
When class was over, Brenda slid off my dick and fetched her pants and panties. I drew mine up while Linda glommed onto me. She still had pussy juices on her lips when she kissed me. I tasted Brenda’s tart cunt for the first time.
“Come on,” Brenda said. “What do you have next?”
“Math,” I said.
“You must be so good at Math,” Linda said as we walked out of the classroom, Izolde and Dominique making out heavily. “So why don’t we blow it off. At least the start. You can fuck me with that dirty dick. How does that sound?”
I was about to answer when I heard my phone chirp. “That’s my mom,” I gasped and shoved my hand into my pocket. I drew it out and read, “You’ve been busy. Two orgasms. What happened?”
I hesitated. “How can I tell if a woman’s a witch?”
“Why?” I could feel the intensity of her response. “Is someone at your school a witch?”
“I think, maybe, Mrs. Spartan, my history professor, is.”
“I’ll be right there! Don’t go near her! Find someplace safe to hide!”
To be continued…