Episode 307: hALL-AMERICAN

“Dear God! What just happened? I can’t stop shaking.”

Josie McKellen was tugging at her hair, still quivering over her slammed-on top of her desk bestial assault by Boston Logger Danny Boy Boyce. That was almost an hour ago at this point and she was still coping. Her younger students in this particular class gave her space, a good thing when spaced out for long periods unable to process anything. “That was the most amazing fifteen minutes of my ... day.” She couldn’t associate the rest of her life she had too many memorable moments to try and compare with Danny’s performance. Today however, Danny was her only winner. Top ten list of all-time best lovers!

“Poor Sable having to watch her mother on her birthday getting brutally fucked. I’m so glad she left the room for most of it. I’ll need to talk to my babies at home tonight, or if we go for ice cream like I suggested. I wonder what prompted Danny to just walk into my classroom and take me like that.” She caught herself mumbling her words rather than thinking them.

Her cellphone on top of her desk buzzed luring her back to sanity. “That could be Piper checking in on me. She must have paid the Logger to do that. They were only in Nashville for our lunch hour I thought. Not that I’m bitching.” Lifting her cell, she noticed an unknown text. Brow creased she tapped it and read the message. “You were incredible. You should be treated like that every second of the day, Ms. Tucker-McKellen.” Seeing her maiden name Josie tilted her head curiously then typed, “You referred to me as Tucker. Who is this?”

“Your guardian angel. We spoke in messages the other day. The day I informed you to be free to do whatever you wanted. Like Joe Chandler, you are under my protection.”

“Spying on me again I see.” She looked up at her wall mounted security camera. “I thought your message that day was a onetime contact.”

“Things evolve as you can see. Tell me honestly, what are your thoughts on the Boston Loggers?”

“Gods! Can I keep them?”

“I, we are working on that possibility. Should we convince them to stay in Nashville expect more of the same.”

“Animalistic sex in front of my students?”

“You act as if this bothers you. So, unlike the Joselyn Tucker we’ve heard so much about as a child. In your day you let no one down. You always gave it your all and adapted to their needs. The perfect young whore.”

“Aww! That’s sweet of you to say. Am I still the only one to be lucky enough to chat with you?”

“You are not. No names! Nor will you enquire. All have been ordered to remain quiet.”

“Piper?”

“Not quite yet. In time most definitely. I must insist on our secret until we tell you otherwise. Is this understood?”

“Yes! To be honest it is kind of fun to have a mysterious secret admirer who helps me out in my time of need.”

“Good answer! Continue teaching in the nude each day. Do not fear the younger students. We can promise you that no one will ever report or have you arrested.”

“Are you telling me to fuck freshmen?”

“You already have.”

“Yes, but I felt horribly for doing it.”

“Need I remind you that you were having sex at barely 15? With men who could have been your father or grandfather.”

“That was my choice back then. Now that I’m older I feel ... wrong.”

“Must we punish you?” A wink emoji was added.

“Really now! LOL! No. Just let me pick and choose who I want.”

“Were you allowed that choice at 15?”

“Well, no! But that was at a time where I didn’t care. I just needed sex and attention from whoever offered it.”

“You still need sex in vast quantities. The term nympho applies.”

“True! This feels like we’re sexting. LOL!”

“Perhaps we are. I must admit that I do enjoy touching myself when watching you make bold moves. Your outdoor exploits with Mister Teller are quite erotic. You are at your best when overcome by others.”

“You know me. Even at 15 I relished in being passed around and made to do whatever they desired. That’s always great fun. Losing control is the best kind of sex. That’s why Danny Boy was so incredible. I just wish my daughter didn’t have to see me like that.”

“It appears you and your daughters have accepted each other’s antics.”

“Well, I wouldn’t say accepted. I still worry about my babies growing up to be like me. At least my youngest twin is not as bad as her sister. I just know once they lose their virginities all hell is going to break loose.”

“Inevitable! Like all parents you must simply let them grow up. To stand in their way you face resentment.”

“I know! They already hold what I do here over me. If I complain about anything they will tell my husband. This last year he and I have fought like cats and dogs. Once he found out about my affair with Roman ... I guess you people know all about him too. Cameras everywhere!”

“We miss nothing. Well, except for the third floor. Cameras up there were removed when it was closed off and the power severed.”

“Piper said Carl agreed to power so cameras can be put back in.”

“Which they will. In time! Including the rooftop.”

“You missed a lot today.”

“Indeed! We cannot have that going forward.”

“That’s your call. I don’t mind being watched. Like I said until my husband ever finds out just how bad I’ve gotten, I’ll keep being the whore that I am.”

“Even after he finds out. Do you think he is an angel?”

“I know he’s having sex with Piper and my neighbor Kelly. His co-worker Tessa.”

“Many others! Cameras are everywhere and at our disposal.”

“Really? How many others?”

“Dozens! He is no better than you. By the way, you should suggest a home security system like Miss Cherry has.”

“Why? So that you can spy on me in my own home?”

“Yes! You should want us to see your every lustful move.”

“I try to avoid doing anything in my own home. That’s why I go next door for that. Besides, I do not relish in the idea of you or anyone else seeing my daughters in their home environment.”

“Your daughters are as shameless at you are. Move past the notion that they are not. While you make that installation appointment, do suggest that Miss Cherry finish the rest of her own home security.”

“Right! She’s waiting until after the birthday party this weekend to schedule the rest of her cameras. Hold on here, are you snooping over her cameras?”

“We do. You will say nothing. Is that understood?”

“Wow! Yeah, I hate hiding things from Piper, we’ve become so close since she moved in.”

“We have noticed. Your adventures in her bed have been magnificent.”

“Holy crap! You saw her with her nephew.”

“Yes! As much as she avoids it, she desires more from him. His adventures with Horton-Dexter’s cheerleaders in Miss Cherry’s bed have been thoroughly enjoyable. Pool side as well.”

“My daughters ... you’ve undoubtedly seen them act up around Mace.”

“Oh, yes! You will NOT reveal that you know of our observations.”

“This is my family.”

“OBEY, JOSIE TUCKER!” Bold letters gave her the chills, her students quietly watching her text and react with a smile one second, fear the next, amazement shortly after.

“Do I have much choice?” She knew her life was forever going to try catching up to her. Going to prison for life for underage sex with students had her by the throat. “I won’t object again.”

“Good! You are cherished, Josie McKellen. We hold you in high regard for your performances. Bigger and better is what we expect of you.”

“Carl only lets me teach nude. Leaving class...”

“What did you and Miss Alexander do in the hallway just yesterday?”

“True! Carl wasn’t happy but he didn’t yell over it.”

“Carl Manley will loosen up in time. As you can tell he already has given in a great deal.”

“So, you talk to him. You have to for him to let us get away with so much.”

“While I said no names mentioned, Carl Manley is indeed in communication with us. Need I tell you again to keep all knowledge to yourself, even from him? For now, at least.”

“The other schools?”

“Under our guidance and protection.”

“How far is too far?”

“Concerning?”

“Anything! Sex! What we get away with.”

“There are no limits. Push yourself Josie Tucker, as you did as a child.”

“Anywhere? Outside of school?”

“Please do. We encourage freedom to be what you want to be.”

“Mmm! I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Look to the doorway.” Laser focused on her text buddy she flared her eyes and shot a glance toward the hallway. Outside stood her boy toy alpha Reese Teller, looking at her with a deadly sneer. “Go to him. We will talk again periodically.” She read then smiled up at the camera. Setting her cell aside she turned her swivel chair to face him and pried her pussy wide as an invite. No smile on his part she pouted and stood up. “Reese must have heard about Danny Boyce.” Ignoring her students who enjoyed her naked prancing she slowly limped to the door.

“Hey, handsome! Why aren’t you in class?”

“Because I do what I want these days. I saw video of you from last hour. That bodybuilder fucked the holy hell out of you.”

“Of course, you did.” She feigned a blush. “Just so you know that was not planned. Piper hired male strippers as a lunch time romp. Yes, I fucked him and four others on the roof.”

“They were all huge motherfuckers.”

“In more ways than one.” She fanned her features. “Sorry! I’m sure you noticed how endowed they were. Well, at least him.”

“I’ve seen all of you hot ass cunts destroyed.”

“All? What?” Taking out his cell he showed her video taken of Jaye Eccles with Otis. Mavis Hale with her stripper. Mimi Alexander’s hissing destruction. Finally, Mallory Unger taking it doggy style on the floor of her classroom, her hair pulled back so hard she was baying at the ceiling. “Wow! Even Mallory? That’s ... unexpected.”

“Marci got hammered in her music room too. No video but the wood shop guys saw a stripper walk in. Same guy who fucked Unger.”

“How are the ladies coping after being forced to fuck in front of their students?”

“Stunned! Sore! Giddy!”

“Not surprising! What about Piper?”

“She got cornered in the boy’s shower room by your favorite Sophomore Dexter Cromwell and his bunch of Cumwells. Crandell saved her but I’m pretty sure she could have escaped on her own if she had wanted to. Forget all this shit! We don’t have the time.” Cell pocketed he reached over and grabbed her by her hair and drew her to him. Spitting into her face he snarled. “I missed out this morning. Time to pay up.”

Caught off guard by his sudden dominance Josie found herself being ferociously walked down the hall past Jaycya Eccles class then Edwin Connelly’s room. Even more, her 1st period students Logan Hammer, Vanessa Cole, April Kirby, and a few in the Nerd Herd, namely Trent Anderson and Gene Timmons. To her shock she found them standing around of all things an American flag lying down flat on the floor with Connelly’s room just on the other side of the wall. Someone should have told them that it was sacrilege to let the flag touch the ground. “What are you all doing out of class?”

“Shut the fuck up! I told you I’d get you sometime today. I own your stupid ass, McKellen.”

“Dakota is in Edwin’s class. This is too close.”

“Any closer than Sable watching you and the bodybuilder with a front row seat?” No mercy he forced her along at a rapid pace.

“Sable left the room. Reese you know it’s their birthday.”

“You think Dakota is being an angel today? Boy, are you out of the loop.” Marching her right by Connelly’s class Reese peered inside to see Edwin at his desk rubbing his crotch and chuckled. “Safe bet even now she’s spreading her wings.”

“What?” Josie attempted to look but his grip on her prevented a clear shot. Losing sight of the doorway Reese literally threw her into Logan and Trent. Both boys greeted her with a lovely verse of, “There’s our slut.” With the help of Gene, they brought her down on top of the flag and forced her onto her back. Vanessa Cole wasted no time in hiking her skirt up and kneeling to sit on Josie’s face. Her youthful vagina sloppily spreading over Josie’s mouth she just went with her predicament and ate the girl out. Logan and Trent stretched out to her sides and laid over Josie’s arms pinning her to the stars and stripes. Logan even chimed in with “God Bless America.” then devoured her nipple, Trent the other.

Reese immediately set out to unzip his pants and kneel between Josie’s legs. Gripping her ankles tightly he held them outward and penetrated her cunt with a savage thrust that went balls deep on the first intrusion. Overpowered and loving it, Josie quickly accepted her fate and got into it. April Kirby standing watch moved around Reese and hugged him from behind. Reese narrowed his eyes at her strange move. Normally April was more into girls than guys but did stray between the lines, only not with Reese himself. Shrugging it off he hammered Josie to her delight, juices rapidly spilling out to stain the flag. After lunch while everything was going down Reese had gone outside to the flagpole and brought the flag down, removing it to enable him to pull off this stunt. Why was a good question! He simply wanted something to brag about and make things interesting.

Reaching around Reese, April intentionally curled her fingers around a portion of his girth and offered him double the sensations. Between Josie’s rippling pussy devoted to clinging to his thickness and April’s gentle curl Reese was feeling mighty good. “Don’t get used to this Teller.” She whispered into his ear. “I just like showing you that I do occasionally fantasize about even a dumbass like you.” He had to grin and tilted his head enough to lick her cheek. Giggling she utilized her other hand to dig under and grip his balls. “My bitch!” Whatever! He let her get away with it. Moans heard but muffled the Pearlybird’s as they called themselves, always getting first dibs that beginning hour of school it still attracted attention. Early birds who offered pearly cum! A Logan jest!

Gene Timmons feeling left out watched and recorded this for Reese. Unknown to Gene his footage would be swiped by Watchtower for their own use and abuse, right along with the footage taken by the hallway cameras. Hearing cheers in Edwin Connelly’s classroom Gene paused and carefully snooped around the door frame. “Whoa! Dakota McKellen is naked.” A glance back at Josie he grinned, “Man alive! I wish I could get Dakota in the same position as Josie.” Someday American Dreamer! Someday! “Holy crap! Danica, Katrina, and Ginger are naked too.” Instead of recording Josie and his fellow Pearlybird’s he slyly captured footage of Dakota and her new entourage all teasing Edwin Connelly.

“Gross but hilarious! Connelly’s scared stiff but not saying anything. Too cool! This school is really going for it. Josie, Piper, Mimi, Mavis, Jaye, Marci, now Miss Unger. Chandra eaten out in the cafeteria by Mimi. Jin Zellers once she starts. My buds totally ditched me going to Cashanova last night and getting laid by the new coach.” Even as a card-carrying Nerd Herd member Gene was often overlooked, especially by Piper’s detention rules. Heck, he was still in the dark over what went on upstairs.

“Shit! I better record Josie or Reese will have my neck.” Returning to the action on the patriotic front Gene noticed Vanessa holding her mouth to suppress a scream. Josie’s tongue up inside her trickling cunt was finally bearing fruit. Persistent pants she finally squealed. Gene’s quick reflexes zoomed in on her pussy as her the cascade of juices flowed over Josie’s chin and down to her neckline. With Vanessa remaining seated but reclined back to palm the tile behind her Logan Hammer abandoned Josie’s right areola and went to his knees. Unzipping his jeans and whipping his dick out he played Twister and dover over Vanessa’s thighs and landed one palm on the flag. His dick posed directly touching Josie’s wet lower lip he tried to force his way around Vanessa’s straddle. In the process of doing so his crown grazed Vanessa’s clitoris. Bisexual like April she too considering girls more than guys reacted in shock. Logan was definitely not her type, but Josie’s tongue was still wagging up at her pussy, so she maintained her seat.