Chapter 12

I didn’t honestly know who was more enticing right then, of course. I would be very hard-pressed to choose between Rania and Noelle. My Tunisian stepmother (well, not technically married to Mom just yet, but living as her wife) and my French-Canadian one were both so delectable that it would be tough to say which was more enjoyable. I loved the contrast between the sultry olive complexion of Rania and the paler skin of Noelle as I humped the hell out of them from behind.

“Tabernac ... my daughter is every bit as lucky as me ... oui! You feel amazing inside me!” Noelle screamed as I pounded her and Rania rimmed her enthusiastically.

“Oh, fuck, yeah ... do me ... take me!” Rania begged me as I pumped in and out of her in several strokes and Noelle now ate her dusky ass.

“I love how analingus has picked up among the ladies,” I commented while I thrust hard deeper inside both ladies in turn.

“Tell me about it!” Dad shouted while he began fucking Claire Donovan.

“Fuck, yeah! It’s hot!” Coach Hammersley declared as he reamed Mrs. Lamont.

“My sentiments exactly!” Mr. Lamont exclaimed while screwing Kayla Chang, which excited her as well.

“No arguments from me!” Kevin asserted while sticking it inside Tanya Pugachev and Nadia Kostova in turns, each of whom took the hint.

Pretty soon, of course, this was an absolute clusterfuck, a free-for-all, everyone finding a partner or two for the action. I saw a daisy chain between Raquel and Vanessa Ortiz, with Fabia Dominguez at the end of that. Missy Larsen did the same thing with Dawn Duchamp and Lizzie Farnsworth, Jenny and Penny Marquez with Heather Pryce. Coach Venizelos pinned Sarika Kumar and Michelle Southall participated, while Mr. Vandal got busy with Myles Southall and Allen Cottonwood. Tamara and Anita Kodec were busy in a mother-daughter coupling session. Many of these swapped and switched, but all made sure to give each other rimjobs, even as I fought not to cum inside Rania and Noelle just yet. Boyd Lamont was deep inside Miriam Stoltz for his part.

It was a bit of a haze as I came inside my stepmothers in alternating spurts, filling both of them up despite them already being pregnant. I didn’t catch a breath before I ended up bottoming out inside Mrs. Lamont for my next turn. I didn’t deem my chances of impregnating very high, given that Dad and Coach Hammersley had already spilled their seed inside her. Even so, it was a neat opportunity to stick balls deep inside the sultry Haitian woman. My every stroke drove both of us pretty wild, even as Dad now slid into Kayla Chang and Mr. Lamont sampled Claire’s lusty favors.

As I looked down at Mrs. Lamont’s thick, sleek, sweaty ass, I admittedly thought of sticking my cock in her backdoor. Even so, I was able to hold back, controlling the urge to cum pretty well due to having emptied my balls a lot already that night. She did her part to get me closer to my release, pushing back forcefully at me with that booty and bucking her curvy hips on each and every stroke. The other exciting thought was the even slight possibility of breeding her, however small.

“Fuck, yeah ... I want this ... I want your seed inside me ... breeding me! Fuck me!” Nicole Lamont screamed as she worked with me to achieve mutual pleasure.

“You want to walk around with triplets and greet your hubby at work with a kiss with three other men’s buns in the oven and see several students carry his own brats?” I teased her while pumping her pussy with my lengthy dick.

“Oh, fuck, yes! Oui ... oui ... oui!” Nicole cried out in a mix of English and Creole.

Seconds after that, she creamed herself and clenched my prick. My pulsing cock started spurting rope after rope of jizz into her cunt, filling her up with my spunk. I slapped her bottom playfully and admired the way that my cum slid down her thighs, making them slicker, just seconds before her son Boyd entered her next. Why shouldn’t he, of course? If I could hump my own mother, why couldn’t he?

I saw Miriam Stoltz, freshly fucked by Boyd, and quickly grabbed her to enter her twat from behind. The delightful Jewish geek smiled enthusiastically as I started screwing her in the doggy-style position, which was my absolute favorite. Sure, missionary, cowgirl, and reverse cowgirl had their upsides, but doggy-style always gave me the best view, that of her glorious butt. It was even better than the picture that I drew of it the other day, down to that sweet birthmark that she showed me with pride.

I noticed that Bert Bamburg had moved on to fucking Kayla Chang, even as Dad now had his way with Coach Venizelos, or Aletheia as I increasingly called her. There was a chance that she might be knocked up by both of us, which was wild to consider. Kevin Connally now got it on with Sarika Kumar, which was no surprise, all things considered. The swapping had only begun to pick up steam, or so it appeared to me.

Sure enough, there was a distinct lack of any kind of male refractory period, with amazing powers of recovery for each of us guys after each and every swap. The girls became slicker with their own juices as well as the men’s spunk from each release, too, not to mention how hot and sweaty we all proved to be from the festivities. Of course, Mr. Vandal, Myles Southall, and Allen Cottonwood were off in a gay suck and fuckest of their own by now, thank God ... or Hecate or Goddess or Gaia or whatever. Pretty sweet, right?