Episode 28: VEINOUS FLYTRAP

Josie McKellen wore her first button down dress for her second day of going without underwear of any kind. After yesterday’s battle to get used to it, she was now fully invested in going commando every day for the remainder of the school year. The memories of her youth were flooding back, how at fifteen years of age alone she had screwed more boys than most women would admit to in a lifetime. Not just boys, grown ass men, teachers, neighbors, family friends. You name it she bent over backwards to get dick. Nympho on steroids! Getting pregnant with Henry was a blessing. Having twins at such a young age was a serious responsibility. Once she determined Henry was the father, which took a while to guesstimate she found him steadfast and willing to commit to being the best father he could be. He was her rock! Getting her act together Josie contained her hormones for years, a few mistakes along the way sure, but far better than before. Now that her babies were almost 18, and meeting her new bestie Piper Cherry, she was back to her old self.

Her best friend and ofttimes experimental lover Piper Cherry while feeling out her new job was convinced that she too had nothing to worry about. The faculty adored her sexiness, the principal was turning a cheek to whatever she did, no matter how outrageous. The students? An army of loyalists would die protecting their porn star counsellor, porn star teacher today in Josie’s case. It was good to be a slut. Both of them could agree with that assessment. Topping yesterday’s chaos would not be easy, but Josie was more than ready to try.

Huge risks, huger payoffs! Just yesterday in her first period class Josie had shown her body off in short flashes for the primarily senior boys in her class, being sly about it until realizing that even the girls in the class were all in on her sexual escapades. It was a pretty eventful day until Steve Miller lured her into dancing erotically for her Freshmen and Sophomore students. At first it traumatized her allowing fifteen-year olds to see her lower regions when her dress rose up revealing all. Dancing with them, hands on bare hips she could not stop once started. As the song ended, she felt shame and maintained order. Hopefully today things concerning them at least would return to normal. Stupid absolutely. Regret, at first, now she was over it.

Josie knew one thing; she hoped her fantasy Varsity basketball player would eat her out as good as he did the day prior. Even after her morning rendezvous with her frequent playmate Coach Roman Crandell she was needy. So wet that streaks of her juices trickled down her legs and into her heels. It was maddening. Teasing Angus Furlong and his buddies only added to the here and now.

Between Roman and her in the hallway antics she wanted nothing more than to get her class started. Sitting at her desk while her students filed in each of them greeted her with blown kisses or tongue wags. Guys and girls alike. Toward the tail of the pack, in walked Reese Teller her favorite tongue. Bringing her a note before turning to go to his desk she looked surprised.

“What is this?” She withheld opening the note until everyone was seated. Seventeen-year-old Logan Hammer walking in last shut the classroom door and locked it. Josie fanned herself with the note at how brazen Logan was in keeping her prisoner. Counting heads, she realized someone was missing, “Where is Tabitha?”

“Oh! Counsellor Cherry told me to tell you she called Tab to her office.” April spoke up wiggling her eyebrows mischievously, “She’s giving her a free pass from class. It’s your lucky day Mrs. M.”

Josie puffed her lower lip, Piper was on the ball, Josie’s only underage student was in her captive care for the duration of her first period class. She loved her bestie. Sighing she sits forward and lifts the note, “Reese? Is this a note from Counsellor Cherry?”

“Read it. We all signed it.”

“It’s not my birthday.” She giggled, then unfolded it. “Too small for a birthday card anyway.”

“Read it out loud for us.” Reese dared her.

“Alright!” She lowers her eyes to the words, “Fuck Romeo and Juliet, we’re going to rip that dress off of you and all of us are going to lick you blind.” She bulged her eyes then looked up without expression, “Oh really?”

“Stand your ass up.” Reese himself stood and moved closer to her desk before smugly awaiting her by pointing at the floor in front of him. Taking a deep breath, she rose from her seat and made her way around the large oak desk to face him.

“Before you do anything brash, I love this dress so let’s just unbutton it.” Not in her cards. Stepping into her as she shivers, Reese places both of his hands under the open cleavage of her tea green dress, fingers gripping the material on both sides, then rips the top three buttons in a row watching them fly off. She dropped her jaw at he actually going so far. It was Piper’s dress anyway, she just borrowed it.

Lowering his hands in a blur, knuckles tickling her flesh, the final three buttons pop free and zip off in two directions. Swooping around her as if dribbling a basketball, he yanked her dress wide open for a full-frontal nudity. Naked outside of a thin gold necklace, her wedding ring, and heels, she felt her nipples crest in the blink of an eye. Dress yanked from her body it was tossed aside.

“Oh my God!” Finishing her outburst in thought with, “He really did it.”

Before she could attempt to cover herself Reese again darted in front of her and literally picked her up off of her feet and sat her slightly harder than he planned on top of her desk. Prying her legs wide with dramatic fashion to a silent room, he then began kissing her chest.

“Holy shit!” She spoke with a shaky voice while exploring the other students who watched with vested interest. Lips moving South rapidly, she found him nudging her into a recline to her elbows as support. Kissing in a slow seductive prowl toward her thin pubic arena he paused to inhale her scent. Hearing his sigh, then feeling a scalding hot breath over her labia Josie moaned and bit her lower lip. Processing the expressions of her students she concluded they were just waiting to pounce themselves. Reese nuzzled her hood a moment before giving in to a lingering appetite, devouring her pussy just like he had yesterday, right in front of everyone. This time however he was more ravenous. Knowing what he got away with yesterday and how the other students had all pulled together to communicate concerning their lust for Josie, they quickly hatched a plan of attack amongst their ranks overnight.

Unable to hold out any longer Logan jumped from his seat to race behind Josie’s desk. Leaning on his forearms to her side appearing as if a moderator he watched Reese feasting, eyes sharing a wilderness appeal, “Damn Mrs. M ... Reese is eating you alive.”

“YESSSSSSSS HE IS!” She raised her voice while losing her elbows as leverage, arching her spine to level out on her shoulder blades.

“Are we wrong in thinking you wanted this?” Logan probed her thoughts while rubbing his cheek alongside hers, pinching her hair over his upper lip as if a moustache. It was adorable.

“Noooooo! I love you guys.” She panted, tilting her face to peck him on the cheek.

“We love you too Mrs. M.”

“Call me Josie.”

“We prefer calling you slut. That okay?”

“I can live with that.” She whimpered, Reese fingering her as he dines. Three fingers at that.

“Time for more fun.” Logan waved in some new pulses, “Ladies? You’re up.”

April leads the only other girls like a boss with an eager union in and around Josie, each leaning across her desk to begin kissing and sucking on her flesh. Nipples a popular tourist attraction Josie moaned exceptionally hard. Learning since meeting Piper Cherry just how wonderful women were to play with, she enjoyed herself, best of both worlds. There was zero shame in Josie these days. Age was only a number, well, as long as they were of age that is. Okay, only high schoolers. This group seventeen and eighteen at least, no birthdates were properly accounted for, she was more than willing.

Quaking at her provoked sensitivity, Vanessa massaged Josie’s clit for Reese who winked at her assist. He was a man on a mission digging and probing as deep and as fast as his fingers could sink. Two other boys lifted her legs so that Reese had more elbow room in his vicious finger fucking. Squirming about, Josie at the added hands holding her enjoyed a series of feminine fingernails teasing her everywhere, April in particular whispering, “Ticklish?” Josie nodded a giggling affirmation joining with a faint moan.

“You taste delicious.” Another girl shared her opinion after licking her chest.

All Josie could offer in reply was a nibbled lip and a thankful pair of big brown orbs. Her students surrounding her desk she peered out at the hunger in their eyes, the hope that they would all be allowed turns in sampling her. With trembling hands, she reached up toward them and let them know she was ready for more. No one was going to be disappointed. They felt the same of her.

Mannerism altering Josie discovered a brewing orgasm begging to release. Tensing up within a hail of fondling hands she squealed and let the juices flow. Gushing across the knuckles of handsome Reese Teller she yelped persistently until his challenging insertions ceased. Not giving her so much as a breather she found his drenched hand leaving her cunt. From there Reese brought his hand upward over her trembling torso, to roam a flattened palm across her sparse pubic hair. Gliding it softly straight up her tummy, her belly rising and sinking quickly as she fought to catch her breath Josie shared her joy via faint giggles.

Continuing North, his dampened caress left a wet trail all the way up her body. Pausing briefly in his advance between her breasts to embrace her rapid heartbeat as a sign of devotion gave her goosebumps. It was as if he was saying I love you. Her thoughts, not his. What he was doing was marking her with her juices as a gift for the girls, a much-wanted true taste of Mrs. McKellen. Tongues followed his trail in simple flicks of tantalization, the ladies savoring her for themselves. It was not enough.

Hovering all the way over her body Reese planted his index finger in her mouth to be sucked upon. She loved her own delectable appetizer. So did the girls as he offered each of them one of his remaining fingers, having coated his whole hand in Josie’s waterfall. It chilled her to see him feed the other girls her juiciness, finding herself awestruck at their reaction to her flavor. Icing on the cake!

Stepping back, he allowed others in, the girls moving along with Reese to let the boys play with her tits. Pinching and nibbling her nipples, they even found it intriguing to lick her belly button. Even they captured the true taste of a much-desired crush. There was no end to their tender adoration.

Josie loved every single kiss, every tongue lash, every tug of a nipple between delicately gnawing teeth. Feeling her pussy nuzzled she lifts her head as Reese languished at her feet, but this time another was between he and she, discovering Vanessa now dining on her clit. Mind reeling at how impressive the girl’s attentiveness was, Josie felt obligated to reward her.