Episode 193: YOU GO GIRLFRIEND

After lunch! Horton-Dexter High School!

Mavis Hale sat looking out over her students with the best posture her Amazon build could present. Juniors in residence this hour of her day, she discussed the usual Government bullshit that we all know and loath. Politics was boring as hell. Everyone was simply Biden their time until the end of the hour. Today however being bored of Political policies had its benefits. In discussing the House of Representatives and Congress her students were privy to her mountainous breasts barely hanging in there under pressure against her dresses extremely low cleavage. Darting eyes from her left breast, then the right it was hard to decide which party was ready to rumble first.

Finally, finding her comfort zone after a pep talk with of all people Angus Furlong, and getting so turned on by attentive eyes, Mavis left her hiding spot and prowled her class. All jaws dropped, which she ignored to the best of her ability, her cunt still dripping down her inner thighs after a hefty assault of three finger orgasms over lunch. She had for the first time in her career as a teacher masturbated in her classroom. Her own private fantasy, she had the floor of the House begging her to cum for them. Of course, the seats were empty, but her mind envisioned they were full. She even conducted a mock session just as improvisation while knuckling her cunt. On her third orgasm she dared to call her husband, Detective David Hale at work and came for him. It was breathtaking!

“Ms. Hale?” A hand rose high out of Barry Fallon aka the Flash because his name was so close to the DC hero Barry Allen. He was in track his freshmen year before budget cuts killed the track star. Screeching halt!

“Yes, Barry?”

“Sorry to interrupt.”

“No worries that is common in the House of Representatives.” She giggled. “What do you need?”

“I’m going to speak for everyone here when I say we love this new Mavis 2.0.”

“Excuse me?” She reacted as if naive. Suddenly as if an iceberg breaking off due to global warming the whole room erupted into long overdue wolf calls and whistles. “Well now! Quiet down! SHUSH! SHUSH!” Her hands used to motion silence only added to her drama as her chest followed each wave. “What brought that on?”

“Your big ass titties.” Dalton O’Brien went for it. He was known for speaking first and getting yelled at after. “Legs up to your ass too.” Her eyes grew wide at his aggressive compliments. “You changed overnight Ms. Hale and we all just wanted to let you know we approve.”

“That dress is so awesome Mavis.” Claire Temple admired, “Where did you find it. I want one just like it.”

“Better get some tits first Temple.” Patrick Monahan chuckled; Claire was pretty shallow in the chest at a 34A. Still, she had no shortage of boyfriends who loved small titties. Truth be told, Patrick loved her chest. After that outburst he might never see them up close ever again. Kiss those babies’ goodbye! Hello if she forgave you.

“Now! Now!” Mavis without thinking touched her cleavage, left palm “Now!” right palm “Now!” That garnered laughter, a chuckle, she blushed, but rode alongside her own mismanagement.

“AND HOW!”

“BROWN COW! I’d milk those puppies.” Dalton added fuel to the farm animals. Mavis could not believe the sudden assault of assessment. Before she could scold him a knock over her door led Mavis to peer away. Once she did over a dozen boys began wagging their tongues and mooing. A visual slap at mid-air Mavis smiled at her visitor. PSHAW!

In walked Piper Cherry who had grown weary of going through student files after lunch break. She hadn’t seen Mavis since last night to know what the woman had worn to school. The class went ballistic, between Mavis and now Piper with her yellow leggings rolled low on her hips, ass crack high on her horizon right along with her light brown pubic hair towering over the waistband. Any lower and her clit would be visible. Her cameltoe sucking in the second coat of yellow paint on her flesh she had saliva hurling in all directions by 80 % of Hale’s class. Add in the fact that her tight white halter style top revealed twin areola shadows like fresh shaked cookies and stabbing nipples, the room was never going to be the same.

“Look at you!” Piper silenced the tribe with a loud voice as she approached Mavis, circling the woman while using her hands to fan her overheated lust. “YOU GO GIRLFRIEND!”

“Oh, stop! Why are you showing off so much? I finally wear a dress and you go and wear pants? What the fudge, Piper?”

“Same as you Gorgeous! What did David say when you put on that dress to come to work in?”

“He made me wear it.”

“You wanted to where it.” A squint of certainty from Piper, Mavis caved with a “YES!”

“I’m so proud of you. Bring it in Bessie!” Bestie! Getting there at least.

“Will everyone stop referring to me as a cow.” She laughed and hugged Piper. Piper with her back to the students shook her ass to keep the testosterone high in the males. The girls were loving it too. The hug led to a dancing in step moment where their breasts rubbed so violently together in their giddiness that both women’s cleavage suffered breakdowns. Knowing exactly what she was doing, Piper made certain Mavis had areola slips cresting over her upper hemline. Not only her but Piper intentionally jumped in step enough to tug her halter free of her chest. Once she knew her reveal was going to be dynamic Piper eased away and turned around. Nipples exposed Piper shook her titties and yelled out, “ON THE HOUSE!” A point at herself, then pointing at Mavis’ chest, “CONGRESSIONAL DISORDER!” The students lost it with laughter and perverted wolf calls. “Come on bitch! Let’s convene!”

Taking Mavis by her hand she tugged her along out into the hallway. In all of the commotion her neighboring teacher Edwin Connelly stepped out of his classroom to see Piper’s tits still out and bulged his eyes. Not his first time seeing them, but they never failed to impress. Even more at how Mavis was still unaware that her upper areolas were cresting over her cleavage hem. Seeing him Piper motioned him over. “Bring it in Dress Bidder!”

Edwin turned pale knowing he tried to buy Josie McKellen’s stolen dress one day last week from the now expelled Dillon Kirkpatrick. Regardless, Edwin ventured closer, sweating up a storm. “Calm your BP Edwin. We all know you love seeing big titties.” Piper followed that up by reaching over quickly and yanking the cleavage on Mav’s dress so that both boulder sized tits toppled free. She shrieked and battled Piper in trying to cover them back up. It became a playful slapping match to prevent Mavis from closing shop.

“Will you relax Girlfriend! Live a little.”

“That’s what David expressed. I’m sorry that you had to be brought into this Edwin.”

“I-I’m not! Those are... “ He looked faint, drool creeping from the corner of his chubby cheeks. “Magnificent!”

“May he?” Piper took Edwin’s hand and forced his palms into squeezing the Amazon’s chest. Mavis nearly fainted herself. Edwin apologized as well even though he discovered he couldn’t stop playing with them. Once she looked down at his grip she whimpered and shot a glare at Piper.

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t! You don’t hate Edwin here either. In the immortal words of Rodney King, Can’t We All Get a Schlong?”

“Long!” Mavis shook her head, “You are so ate up, Piper.”

“OH! Speaking of schlong! Rooftop lunch on Thursday. Be there Bitch!”

“Why the rooftop?”

“Sunbathing! Not invited Edwin! You would be winded before you got up there.” Piper snickered. Ignoring Piper’s put down Edwin snuck his face in between Ms. Hale’s tits and inhaled her, crushing her mounds around his face. “Okay! That’s enough Edwin. Don’t sink her battleSlip.” He was disappointed at having Piper drag him off of her.

Gathering his composure, he stepped back and just stared. Eying Piper’s 38C’s she shook her head at his quivering hands gently gravitating toward her. “Grrr! Get a grip Edwin. Make it fast, not to last.” As if a starving animal Edwin Connelly palmed and jostled Piper’s tits before being drawn in. Now Piper, she dared to fire up the trolling motor. Slapping his cheeks his glasses nearly went flying. Thirty seconds of mariner destruction Piper pushed away. “Okay! The Titanic’s done sank. Go on back to your equations Mr. Peabody. Wait! No, that’s Kevin Fowler. Go back to your equations, CUPernicus! ARCHiNEEDIES? You do the math!” Edwin was a math teacher. Groaning at her humor as much as being denied, the Rolly Polly of a man waddled back to class. He didn’t even stress over his tented slacks sticking straight out due to a relentless erection. If the ladies could flaunt, Edwin could flaunt. Too bad no one wanted to see him.

“That was completely uncalled for Piper. Fun, but gross! I want Special Ed the vending machine guy, not Nothing Special Edwin.”

“All in goody time! So, did David say anything more after our glass of wine and my calling it a night?”

“More than you might suspect. Some I can’t discuss; I made a promise.”

“That sounds ominous.”

“It might just be. Anyway, are you ready for this? It caught me off guard.”

“Tell me!” Schoolgirl moment of giddy dancing in step.

“David wanted me to approach you about swinging with us sometime.”

“Noooo! I mean yessss! Of course, I would. As long as you don’t get jealous. You know I’m very much your bitch not his.”

“I believe in you Piper. Can we invite Roger Dundee? I really want to know how he feels inside me. God! What did you turn me into? I want Roger, Special Ed, and Buddy at ManHandle. Should I go after Buddy? It is just sex; I will never leave David. He even told me we could have a girl’s night out every couple of weeks. I need you to counsel me.”

“Buddy, yes! Special Ed, yes! Roger definitely! Puppy will do anything I tell him. I just wish my real puppy would. My nephew gets more results than I do. Hell, I could get Dewey Knowles to roll over before my real pooch does.”

“Is your nephew cute?”

“He’s a stud, but if I won’t let Josie fuck him, I’m not letting you. So, behave yourself Waiting to ExHALE!”

“I was teasing! He is far too young to want a woman my age.”

“Whatever! I just don’t want my nephew going home to his mother and bragging. My sister Mona would pull my hair out. She is nothing! NOTHING, like me.”

“That’s too bad. I rather like you.”

“Aww! Same here Booby!” They hugged, nipples battling one another. “See? Life is more fun now. Go on back to class and just let it all hang out.”

“I will never hear the end of it now.”

“Should you want to?” Piper guided her back to her door.

“This is ... going to be terrifying, but okay. I touched myself earlier during lunch.”

“Really? So, did I. Well, over a dozen students touched me. I was lunch.”

“Why am I not surprised. I don’t know if I could ever be as openly spontaneous as you, but I really do want to explore.”

“Then do it.”

Nudging Mavis along she entered her class with her titties all of the way out. The outcry was nothing short of unanimous. Mavis was so flattered that she mooned her students before putting her tits away. Back to the Government Mule! Her ass was definitely a highlight.

Edwin Connelly’s Calculus class, shortly after he stepped out earlier.

Dakota McKellen was riding high after Principal Carl Manley had let her keep her dress on even if she was breaking the dress code. Even more he allowed her to leave it unbuttoned so that her chest and tummy could be seen. This was a victory in her mind, wanting nothing more than to get away with murder like her mother Josie and Piper Cherry. Today outdoors she straddled her tentative boyfriend Angus Furlong totally naked save for her pink socks. By straddled she gave him a back massage right in front of everybody. There was no barricade of boys like Piper often employed to mask her mischief. Ever since others had seen that, amongst her locker shows with Angus and Robin Banks she was the talk of the town. Some of those stunts however were mistaken identity. Her sister Sable posed as Dakota to get away with some fun for herself and not get into hot water with her boyfriend Travis Herbert. That was hilarious! Almost every day her sister was engaging in nudity or some insanity right in front of the moron. Although Dakota insisted, she step up and be herself, she understood Sable’s game. If she lost Travis, she lost her ability to be near Kelly Herbert’s bodybuilder master Dominic Black. Both girls had their hardcore hang ups.

While Edwin Connelly was out of the room, Dakota dared to show off. Ripping her unbuttoned dress wide as if Superman changing clothes, she shared her full breasts with as many boys as she could on the sly. The class knew of her exhibitions but in the class, they were minor thus far. Not knowing how long Edwin would be gone she stayed close to her desk. Peep shows were enough for her. Conversation led to a certain someone with a crush on her. Andrea Beckett’s cutie pie nerd Nathan Lowe was in Calculus with Dakota and enjoying the show as much as anyone. Seated next to her today he had to ask.

“Why are you and Beckett getting away with wearing dresses? And exposing yourselves.”

“Does it matter? Like my tits Nathan?” She leaned toward him nipples craving his attention.

“I do! But I’m going to watch what I say so Angus Furlong doesn’t give me a black eye.”

“You worry too much Nate. I’m not his girlfriend, well, kind of yes, kind of no. We just enjoy each other’s company.”

“All good, I guess. I’d date you!”

“Oh, really?”

“I’ve liked you since last year. Just too shy until now. I think your friend Andrea likes me though. I saw her tit earlier in Mahkarti’s class. Chandra thinks Andi likes me.”

“She might! You could always date both of us.” She laughed.

“You’re more my ... well, I’d say my type, but I kind of like the old you more than this wilder version.”

“Too bad! I guess Andi is your girl. You should ask her out sometime. Matter of fact you should be her date to my birthday party on Saturday.”

“Oh, yeah! I heard it was your birthday.”

“Thursday, but our party is on Saturday. It’s going to be sexy wild.” She hoped! Especially with the plan to lose her virginity to Angus. The thought suddenly occurred to her that Nate should take Andrea’s virginity. A triple play with Sable losing hers to Travis. Not wanting to spook him by suggesting that she clammed up. “Yeah, you should come.” Cum too! Dakota wouldn’t mind watching Nate jerk off for her. He was cute. Maybe she should date him. Naaa! Ehhh? Food for thought. “Think on Andrea. She wants a date to my party.”

“What if it rains? It’s supposed to pour on Friday.”

“Don’t jinx us, I want an outdoor party. My dad is pitching tents in our backyard to camp out. Piper is letting us swim in her pool too. I’m not sure what else yet but I know there are secrets.”

“That sounds fun. I’ll let you know.”

“You can see me totally nakie if you show up.” She razzed him.

“I can do that at your locker. I was there when Furlong licked your ass.” She smirked at him knowing he had actually seen Sable get that tongue lashing.

“You missed my blowjob? Robin and I shared Angus another day. I was completely nakie then. Well, socks!”

“Damn! I missed that?” He laughed. “Never had a blowjob. I’m so ready.”

“Never know I might feel generous here soon. I need the practice.”

“Whatever!” He rolled his eyes laughing. “Like you said, never know.” More never no! Hell, yes, he would let Dakota give him a BJ. His own virginity even if he could hit it. “Connelly is back. Better close up your dress.” He pointed at her tits still wide out in the open. Cloaking herself she settled back into her seat and simply waited out the bell. Playful glances between she and Nate he was falling hard. Who knew what the future held. His penis he hoped.