Chapter 2

Coral, Dale, and Grace

The senior student who Jake had dubbed Pink & Blue Girl in his head due to the stripes of color in her brown hair, headed to the bathroom to drip out the dangerous load of cum her Asian-American classmate had shot inside her fertile depths. It wasn’t against Jake’s instructions to do so, but the homework assignment he’d given her and the other females in her class made her stomach feel funny. Maybe she was already knocked up? She struggled to remember Mr. Vickers’ lesson on the timing.

Finally, after semen stopped coming out, she went to the sink to wash her hands. Her pretty face looked back at her from the mirror, her eyes worried. Why was she worried, though, she wondered? It had just been normal sex education class. But there was something ... she couldn’t put her finger on it. Sighing, she finished up and headed to the cafeteria to eat her lunch.

“Hey, Coral.”

She turned to see the young Asian-American guy who had inseminated her a few minutes ago plop his nerdy ass next to her in the cafeteria. “Uh, hey?” She took a gulp of her milk.

“Dale.” He held his hand out.

She looked at it. “What do you want, Dale?”

“Um, well...” He put his hand back down. “We, uh, you know...”

“Yeah, I know ... normal sex education, remember?”

“Sure, sure ... but I was a virgin, and now I’m not, because of you.”

She turned on him and hissed, “Keep it down, dweeb!”

“Sorry ... uh, do you wanna do it again ... with me?”

Coral froze and thought about the way Dale had phrased that. Not an offer ... he was asking her preference. “No.”

“This guy bothering you, Coral?”

She looked up to see her girlfriend’s tall, fit form standing over them. “He was just leaving, Grace.” She gave Dale a pointed look.

He got to his feet and quickly retreated, and Grace took his place. “Ahh, still warm.” The curly-haired brunette shimmied her shorts-covered butt on the seat.

“Weirdo.”

“Says the girl who’s going out with a weirdo.”

“C’mere, weirdo.” Coral pulled her girlfriend in for a kiss.

Over at the entrance of the cafeteria, Ingrid noted the sapphic liplock and smiled.

Mrs. Dallas, Ingrid, and Craig

The principal of the school rushed home to change her clothes, her mind whirling. She had fucked some rando without protection, at the worst time of the month ... she could get pregnant! While married, she and her husband had agreed to no children and to enjoy the fruits of their double-income, no kids lifestyle until retirement, after which they’d travel the world with their substantial nest egg. Egg ... she caressed her stomach. Her insemination had been a normal part of helping Mrs. Vickers with his sex education class, but at what cost? She disrobed and found that the tops of her dark stockings had been stained with semen. Sighing, she tossed them out, took a shower, and put on some new clothes before heading back to school.

“Mrs. Dallas!”

She turned to see Ingrid, the curvy brunette who had been in the corner during the sex education class, and burly, dark-skinned Craig, her partner in that endeavor. By the looks of their proximity to each other, they were more than classmates now. “Yes, Ingrid?”

“We need to talk to you about Jake’s assignment ... can we go to your office?”

“Jake?”

“The man who directed Mr. Vickers’ sex education class.”

The principal blushed, thinking about that strange man blowing his load inside her vulnerable, married vagina. “Oh, yes, come inside.”

The students snickered at the wording as they followed the older woman into her office. Mrs. Dallas’ face turned even more red. “So what do you want to talk about?” she asked as she closed the door behind. While that had been a normal sex education class, something made her not want their voices to carry through an open door.

Ingrid sat in a chair while Craig stood behind it. “We were wondering if the homework assignment included you, since you participated,” the young woman asked.

Mrs. Dallas remembered the strange man’s instructions ... he had said all the women in the classroom ... whether he’d meant to do that or not, that included the voluptuous, mature principal. “Yes, I think so.”

Ingrid’s eyes lit up. “Excellent! My boy Craig, here, will help you with your homework ... now.”

The principal froze. She couldn’t! But ... it wouldn’t do for her to not get an A in a class at the very school she ran, she realized. “I ... okay.” She looked at Craig’s smiling face as his eyes roamed her voluptuous form. “How should we...?”

“Craig’s been working hard today, so why don’t you ride him on that couch?” Ingrid suggested as she unfastened her own jeans.

Craig pulled off his jeans, his underwear coming along for the ride, before reclining on the cushy leather couch. Mrs. Dallas pulled up her skirt and clambered into his lap. With the remains of Jake’s load still lubricating her sex channel, she was able to get Craig’s thick prong inside her with only a little effort after pulling her panties to the side.

“Oh yeah, fertile MILF pussy,” he commented as he gave Ingrid a wink. The girl blew him a kiss as she watched and diddled her clit.

“Unghf,” Mrs. Dallas groaned as she finally got all of the thickness of the young man’s potential babymaker inside her hot depths and began to ride him.

“Lemme see those big boobs, Mrs. Dallas,” Craig directed her as he lay back to enjoy the feeling of his principal fucking him.

“Ungh ... you don’t need to see them ... unh...”

“But we have to get to class soon, so the sooner he cums, the less chance we’ll be late, Mrs. Dallas,” Ingrid advised her.

“Um ... ungh ... okay...” Mrs. Dallas awkwardly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off, revealing her black bra. She had some trouble finding the fastener in the back, but once it came off, her double-Ds nearly pummeled Craig’s face.

“Oh shit, look at those!” He grabbed them and pulled one to his mouth.

“Ohh...” the principal moaned as her student suckled on her massive mammaries for several minutes.

“You think they’ll get bigger when you get preggers, Mrs. Dallas?” Ingrid gasped from her chair. She was close.

“I ... ohh ... I don’t ... knoooooOOOOHHH!” Then the principal was cumming on her student’s cock.

“MMH!” Craig grunted as the MILF’s clasping pussy sent him over the edge and Ingrid came on her own fingers as she watched her boyfriend inseminate the stern woman.

For the second time that day, Mrs. Dallas felt the dangerous, sperm-filled semen from a man not her husband invade her primed reproductive system. “OOH! OHH!” As she shook in pleasure, she didn’t notice the slight twinge deep in her core as her mature reproductive system released a vulnerable ovum.

Finally, she collapsed upon the football player. She told herself that she would definitely convince her husband to have unprotected sex tonight. However, Jake’s and Craig’s boys had a good head start on changing her life forever.

Shonna

The dark-skinned 18-year-old woman walked home, barely noticing the run-down neighborhood as she traversed it on autopilot. Deep inside her, she knew, Mr. Vickers’ sperm was making its way inside her body, searching for the egg she’d either already released or would shortly. She unconsciously caressed her tummy. If she did get pregnant, she’d keep it and not give it away ... not like her unknown biological mother. No baby deserved that.

“Hey, Shonna! Lookin’ good!”

She turned to see Carver, a neighborhood kid who’d stuck around instead of going on to college after barely graduating high school. He was sitting on the stoop of his parents’ ramshackle house, reclining in a rocking chair as she walked by. All he needed was a banjo, she thought. Not responding, she continued trudging home.

“C’mon, don’t be like that! Come sit in my lap and have a ride!”

She stopped ... there was no doubt what he was directing her to do. She turned and headed up the walk toward the skinny skid with his neckbeard.