Episode 365: HERshey highWAY

“Get your sorry asses in here.”

Journalism teacher Jaycya Eccles watched Junior classman Jeremy Rebble leave her for lunch. After their unexpected sexual encounter without true intercourse the ebony goddess was so worked up that she was ready to give up on her ideas of becoming a Domina. At least for today.

Her three loyal playmates over the last two days opted to pay a visit at the perfect time. Jock Flock members Dante Collier, Nolan Proctor, and Percy St. Croix looked in at her from the doorway shocked over Jeremy’s obvious conquest. Who was that dude? He was never so bold until he hit art teacher Mimi Alexander yesterday. Twice even! Mad respect!

Seeing JJ as she left her seat to crawl up on her desk and spread her legs the boys quickly glanced amongst themselves over who was leading the way. Shrugging, it became a mad scramble to close her classroom door, lock it and race to her side. Unsure how best to approach her attitude driven persona they dropped to their knees in front of her and played the slave. Not that they were really slaves, but they knew what got her juices flowing. By portraying her puppets, it was going to guarantee at least some sort of fun.

“We are here for you, Mistress JJ.” That was a first! Jaycya mulled that over as she played with her clitoris.

“I like that. From here on you refer to me as Mistress JJ. Well, done, Proctor, I might reward you and not stomp on your balls today. Dante can take that gift for you.”

“Awww maaan! I want kids someday.” Dante joked! “Fuck it!” Unfastening his pants while on his knees he whipped out his erection and lifted it backward toward his chiseled abdomen. Leaving his saggy but quite full scrotum in view he expected her to leave her desk and squash his nuts like a bug. Not today!

“I’m in a generous mood. I am willing to reward all of you today. Mistress needs dick. Seeing as Dante is ready, I grant you the opportunity to penetrate me and pleasure your Mistress.” Eight inches was pretty attractive. Thick too! Meaty head! “Hurry, Collier, before I change my mind.”

“On my way! Thanks, Jaycya, I mean Mistress JJ.” The strapping young black male hopped to his feet and shuffled up to her. Slapping his penis on her hand she removed it to allow him access. “So, I can do what I want to you?”

“Until I decide differently. Proceed!” Still in control but almost hoping to lose that strength JJ watched him paddle her clitoris with his head. Each impact had her nibbling her lower lip. Five good swats over it he grinned and lowered his crown to her saturated pink vulva.

“Going in! Long overdue!” He chuckled then slid deep with a tender pressure. It had been a while since Jaycya had fucked a man so even the Mistress was tighter than expected. The further he pressed forward into her the more her face expressed how wonderful it was. “Fuck yes! I love your sweet cunt Mistress. Balls deep, Baby!” Slamming into her with forced effort his scrotum began crushing against her cheeks time and time again.

“Sweet Baby Jesus! That feels so fucking good. Hit it, Collier. Hit it like your future at my feet depends upon it.”

“Totally invested!” He beamed, then ramped up his thrusting speed. She was squirting all around his deep plunges and he was proudly holding her trembling legs in check. Nolan and Percy on the floor felt her mists cascade down at them and glared at one another. As cool as this was to see JJ getting hammered by their buddy, jealousy was creeping in. Third time the charm was not settling well; they were hers before he was.

As if sensing this JJ grew grim for a moment, resisting her sonic cries of lust. “Why are you two still on your knees. Get your asses up here and love on me.” That widened their eyes! Climbing to their feet the boys parted to both sides of her desk trying to decide their best move. Waiting on her to share her desires did not seem the brightest move. She did say love on her.

Nolan quickly moved behind her desk and kicked her chair out of the way. Tilting her head back he leaned in, and although upside-down kissed her. Passion intense she worshipped his lips and actually held his hand. Nolan fed on every moan that Dante pushed out of her lungs. While Nolan held her breath in check, Percy observed the lungs rising and falling, namely her glorious breasts. Staking claim of her other hand Percy leaned in and devoured her nipples, one and then the other giving love to each equally. Mistress was ready to serve them at the moment. This takeover felt amazing.

Dante had been fucking that pussy so hard he was rapidly approaching a detonation of massive proportions. Snarling he had to let her know. “I’m going to cum, Mistress. Inside or out?” No condom on that was a logical question. Her response was to use her toes as if dragging him in. With his grip on her legs her feet were rubbing at his hips. Therefore, her idea was impromptu. Fill me up!

Smirking at Percy, Dante just cut loose, his penis showering her uterus with a violent typhoon of semen. Nolan ate up her reaction to the firepower. Swallowing her tongue had him rock hard and ready for his turn at getting even. Trouble was, JJ did not want to let him go. Smooch, you lose!

Percy realized his opportunity and managed to escape Jaycya’s hand. Without even giving up on his nipple feast, he hurried to lower his own jeans. Waiting on Dante to pull out he peripherally observed his lengthy abandonment. To his shock he bore witness to Dante’s dribbling urethra and a milky downpour from JJ’s vulva. Dude must have saved his nut for a year, that was a good quart of semen spilling to the tile. Chuckling Dante Collier shrugged with amusement and motioned to Percy with a whispered, “All yours Bro.” Gee thanks!

With Dante backing away, Percy captured her right leg and held it high to give his body swinging room to rotate into position. Once between her thighs he temporarily released her right areola. Straightening up he examined her creamy thighs with a defeated look. Behind him Dante held his breath waiting to see if his buddy would dive right in, leftovers or not. Her toes feeling around for him JJ playfully teased Percy’s erection. Her temptation had him right where she wanted him. Ready to go for it she stopped him cold and planted her heel on his abdomen. Say what?

Severing her kiss with Nolan, Jaycya sat up and used her toes to guide Percy aside. Looking up at Dante she batted her lashes. “Lick the platter clean, Dante.” The boy bulged his eyes over her insistence. Afro-white in a heartbeat! Percy nearly busted up laughing but knew better. Even with JJ keeping Percy confined between her thighs, Dante whined and dropped in and buried his face into her cunt. His and her cum were licked up as clean as possible. “Good boy! Did we taste delicious?”

“Yep! Fine dining! Compliments to the chef!” Ego was all he had! He wanted to hurl over having to eat his own nut. Using her foot, she placed it over Dante’s face and guided him away. Navigating Percy in with her opposite leg he charged that cunt with no time to waste. Mistress JJ smiled at Percy for his greed then yanked Nolan back in to further their kiss. Dante watched a bit then decided he had better not just stand around, so he took over enjoying her nipples and went so far as to slip his fingers down her flat tummy to rub her clitoris. Something Percy was ignoring. Brownie points! That had JJ singing soprano.

Even though JJ was ebony, this sexual position did remind Percy of fucking blonde bombshell, Counsellor Piper Cherry at his cousin’s car wash. While Piper was definitely a porn star fantasy every step she took, JJ here was nothing to sneeze at. His first chocolate pussy ever, he loved the sculptured landscape. Apprehensive at first until Nolan talked him into it, now he was falling in lust with the Mistress. Her attentive toes had him body and sole! Soul too! Hammer time!

Speaking of hammers...

Outdoors, down the sidewalk, and toward the back of Horton-Dexter. Actual hammers were heard. Something was getting nailed! Someone, soon enough!

With the rain pouring down and first lunch ending, wood shop teacher Damon Rice stood in his office window watching his sophomore students building dog houses for a local shelter. Supplies donated by the city believe it or not!

It was nice to give back to the community in small ways. It had been a busy few days after those instrument cabinets were designed and built for band teacher Marcella VanCamp. The kids were good he gave them that. Considering Horton-Dexter was going to the dogs it was befitting building Rover Rentals. Good thing Sex Ed teacher Mallory Unger didn’t know about those she might want to relocate. Woof over her head!

Satisfied that his class was keeping busy Damon eyed the clock on his office wall. Yawning he moved from one set of safety glass windows to another, namely the great outdoors. A scenic view of the bus barn and the football field he himself wondered if the rain would stop in time to rescue tonight’s game against Lafayette. While the wrestling coach he did actually love football. Now that would be a sport, he might consider coaching if Roman Crandell ever retired. Certainly not basketball like he almost got stuck with until the new guy showed up. Even with it being a predominantly black sport he just wasn’t into playing the court. Three weeks before basketball season that was cutting things too close. Gunther could have the nets.

Idle in thought his attention was drawn to a car pulling up behind his family van. Recognition sparked a smile! “Aww! Rain, sleet, or snow my girl shows with lunch.” Well, a few days out of the week at least. Helpless until the lovely Patrice got out and ran for the entrance to the shop, he realized something that had him palming his inseam.

“Her tig ole’ bitties are bobbing awful hard. I have a hunch there’s nothing underneath that there, albino raincoat.” Safety first! A bag from KFC in hand she charged for dry land. This CHICKen crossed the road as if her life depended on it. “She wants my cock.”

Turning he went to his office door and stood there waiting on her to enter. As the door flew open, she first looked at his class pausing to witness her arrival. Waving at the abundant boys crowd they dared to whistle at her as if she were the hottest girl around. Boosting her ego meant Damon might go easy on them in the weeks to come.

He did get a kick out of her reaction. Eyes wide, smile vivid, she faced her man and sat his food on a filing cabinet before untying her raincoat’s belt. Fanning her coat wide she flashed him like a pervert in a park. She even went so far as to lower one shoulder and swiftly turn sideways. It was so fast that his class barely caught a glimpse of her amazing body.

“Yup! I just knew there was nothing under that coat.” Shaking her breasts at him he laughed and heard further whistles, including some very verbal wolf calls consisting of “Shake that ass! and You Go Pat!” There was always one heckler in the audience.

“What’s gotten into you?” He asked her while motioning his students to quiet down. As if they would listen. Especially when a certain troublemaker with the last name Cromwell was in this class. The boy was well known for tying Josie McKellen up under her desk naked before she ever began teaching in the nude. Sucker punched into blowing him he was always bragging about it. It was not one of Josie’s finest moments.

“You in five minutes, hopefully. You didn’t wake me this morning for our quicky. Baby, I’m crazy horny today.” He knew that look. Even if he was tired or not in the mood, she would never take no for an answer. Luckily, he was in the mood today. Having seen Piper Cherry running naked in the rain ten minutes earlier he was feeling frisky. “It’s not like we haven’t done things in your office before.”

“True that!” He rubbed his beard with a mischievous glint in his big brown eyes.

With her raincoat wide open all he could do was admire those curves. A slightly big booty with hefty titties but firm everywhere else, he was one lucky man. “I’m not closing my coat. Better start feeling me up.”

“In front of my class? Are you... “ Chuckling he stepped closer and palmed her breasts, squeezing and jostling them about. Looking over her head at his class he saw all twenty-four students casting him a unified thumbs up. At least they had quieted down. Debating on taking things inside his office out of sight she made his mind up for him.

Reaching out with both hands she unzipped his slacks and dug in for Damon’s whopper eight-inch pecker. Erect but with room to grow she insisted on stroking him right there in the doorway. “Crazy? About you!” Patrice Hollander let him know her loyalty. “The natives got quiet back there.”

“Every single one of them is watching us.”

“Is it wrong of me to not care?”

“With everything going down here these days ... nope! I’m not sure how I ... feel... “ Oh, her massaging hands were feeling good. Her bright smile and sparkling eyes had him affixed. “How far are we taking this?”

“You tell me. I’m willing to make a scene if you are. After you telling me what the ladies are doing here it is pretty exciting. A girl does like to know she’s desired.”

“Sophomore desires? I’m starting to think you should ask Piper to get you a job here doing something. Wait! Scratch that! My luck every boy in this school would try something with you.”

“Mm! You’re turning me on even more.”

“Seriously?” He grimaced!

“Piper really danced naked on one of those workstations?” She glanced behind her at the hardly working sophomores. Egotistical nods led by Dexter Cromwell Jr. had her flipping her tongue out at them.

“I didn’t see it but I did hear about it. Too much sawdust though. Itching so bad I heard she had to shower that day. You just missed Piper she ran in through the gym door naked holding her clothes. Not sure what that was about but I’m sure I’ll hear about it later.”

“You, Sir, are hard as a rock. This showing off must be exciting you as much as it is me.”

“They can’t see you naked or my dick, so I suppose.”

“Let’s live dangerously. Just this once.” Without warning she released his dick and jumped up into his arms. Catching and cradling her she squirmed her thighs higher until his dick was aimed directly into a perfect line of fire. Her raincoat slipped from her shoulders to mid back but remained hiding his lap and her ass. Wiggling over his penis she found her target and penetrated herself. Damon was in awe of her surgical precision. “OH, BABY!” A snug fit she began gyrating.