Chapter 58: Lessons Learned - Monday (Part 7)

Capriana heard the woman above her groan and the frantic gulping of the art teacher only moments before her own throat was pumped full of the latter’s cum. Each of them swallowed the creamy load of another, the 17 year old’s nostrils flaring in lust as she did so. Behind her she knew the stroking hand of Miss Bouwmeester was bringing yet another fleshy prong it’s glory as the unseen student below filled up even more. This certainly wasn’t the first time her mother had summoned her to the front office on flimsy pretense but she didn’t mind. She’d always enjoyed giving head and the older Huntington woman knew her daughter’s preferences. Miss MacCarthy was a nice size. The short futamute was actually longer than anyone present, though there were two, including herself, were a little thicker. And right now the she was being serviced by two different students even as she served a third.

Whoever it was under her ass was full to bursting even as her asshole pushed out a steady thick tube of fudge that lost it’s shape almost immediately. She had to have scarfed down at least four or five loads, maybe even six the way she was rounded. Still, the senior dutifully cupped the boho’s asscheeks as her mouth was furrowed and flooded until finally both flows of spunk had petered out. First Miss Hofmaier withdrew her pipe from the teacher’s mouth, then she in turn released the streaked strawberry blonde skull from her orgasmic grip. The dreadlocked figure slowly rose, pulling the teenager up with her to share a deep sloppy kiss of spunk. They parted cum smeared lips momentarily and the staffer relaxed her hips and began to piss on the school uniform of the restrained futamute.

By this time, she was hardly clothed in it, the blouse having long ago separated from the top of the pleated skirt showing the pink of a stomach very swollen with shit. On a whim, the curvy student, pulled aside the gusset of her panties, let loose her own golden flow and the two liberally soaked the third in urine. As her lemonade continued to splash on skin it suddenly occurred to her that the bound body below wasn’t wearing a slutsuit under her clothes. “Hmm, a senior,” she mused inwardly with a smile. “I wonder who that is?” she asked herself letting her eyes travel lower. Her mouth widened into a grin as she peered between the shorter woman’s legs. Strapped into the structure, jaw stretched to it’s widest, mouth gradually lowering the level of sludge wallowing within it with each flex of her throat, was her classmate and partner in many things, Sheeva Bouwmeester. The twin golden waterfalls found their end as the two looked down at the third in arrogant amusement.

“Miss MacCarthy showed up looking for something for her sophomore’s to sculpt with last period,” the brown haired receptionist revealed to the 17 year old. “We thought Sheeva here would be a good source for that.”

“Oh, she would be,” Erika confirmed confidently.

“10 minutes to class, just enough time,” the Huntingon girl thought privately glancing at the clock. “Still, I’ve seen her fuller before,” Capriana divulged slipping out of her purple silk panties entirely. The dreadlocked redhead backed out of her perch to make room for the light haired senior.

“You don’t say?” Verona smirked dipping her hand into the sludgy reservoir her niece lay in before returning it to her cock.

“Oh, yes,” she insisted pulling apart her ass cheeks and peering down her back at her wide eyed friend. “Just watch,” she instructed rubbing her own rounded midsection as she lowered herself onto the plush lips below. She understood exactly what was going Sheeva’s mind. They had helped build each other up throughout their time at LPI sticking together as first years right through to these last semesters, each always being there for the other. They had each enjoyed all the other had to offer many times, but it had been a mutual melding of lust and desire. One had never thought to place themselves over the other. Not until today. “Just watch,” Capriana repeated finding her perfect place. Her friend’s aunt began to jack her once more, her motion practiced and steady. The Seed Daughter of Rubina Ackersley relaxed her rosebud and let her shit slither into the mouth of her best friend, sneering down her spine while making public her new found dominance. A groan sounded from below, the black haired girl’s throat flexed anew, and her pipe spewed forth it’s ecstasy once more.

She had been standing between her mother and Miss Martineau, casually selecting which of the younger students she would plunder first. She had been well aware of whom her mother and grandmother favoured, but her eyes had casually drifted towards the young couple of Coco Earhart and Posey Bridgeport. Like most, they were both shorter than her 5’7”, the latter more so than the first. The former had nicely developing curves for a 14 year old, while her companion was almost faerie-like in build. Maybe it was the taller’s long wavy coal black hair which was much like the other apprentice in the room in shade; or her slightly darker complexion and deep blue eyes. Or the other’s luxurious waves in two tones of brown, her spacious grey eyes and tanned skin. Whatever it was, she found both of them intoxicating, at least on this day.

And then suddenly Megyn Maddocks life swerved sideways. Her humping was subtle at first, barely noticeable by others, though she felt her heat rising. But the one who had bred her noticed soon enough and snaked her hand down beneath her purple bodycon minidress. Her fingers felt so nice sliding up and down on her panty covered tool. She groaned and her body responded in kind, her hardened iron seeking the touch of another. Each woman looked at the other and then to her grandparent in puzzlement as to the cause. No easy answer was found. But still her hips thrust, her cock thrilled, and she sunk further and further into lust.

Then the teacher’s phone provided reason for her carnal madness. She could count the times it had happened to her since she had been brought to consciousness; five in her first year and four as a sophomore. But this had been the first time her number had come up as a junior. Megyn Maddocks had been randomly selected for a Day of Servitude. And she had been so chosen while standing in a room full of horny 14 year olds. She groaned once as her mother continued building her desire stroke by stroke. Things had moved very quickly at that. The teacher had momentarily left her in the caressing embrace of her parent, returning from the closet moments later with one of the earlier models of the exoskeleton the Farragher woman currently wore. Her classmate Tan Mingmei was silently summoned and between the three of them she was soon being mechanically guided down onto the mat and laid on her back.

“They are a picture of beauty aren’t they Megyn?” her mother cooed noticing her hungry stare as her legs were mechanically induced to fold themselves back over her body and under her arms by the controls the teacher was operating. “Are those the ones you like Sweetie, are they?” she asked picking up her stroke once more. Her blue eyes lidded and she licked her lips in response. A nod from the black haired Bertelli and the Asian 16 year old was soon ushering the two first years she had lusted over towards her. Each had pleasantly rounded bellies to go with their youthful allure. “Chocolate or vanilla, Baby?” her Seed Parent queried watching her eyes float back and forth between the two. “Vanilla it is then,” she announced with a nurturing smile before steering the Bridgeport girl over her open mouth and gently pushing down.

Megyn felt her jaw gradually open as she watched her mother positioned the beautiful young brunette above her. The Bridgeport girl reminded her so much of herself two years ago. Her knees started to bend and her ass grew closer and closer. The first year pulled her own cheeks apart. She saw her fellow apprentice lower herself as well with her slickened pipe. She pulled the gusset of her panties to one side and with a single smooth thrust slid her length past her rosebud and into her ass. The Asian/Latina hybird mimicked the pace of the fingers on her friend’s tool. The blue eyed third year felt her arms moving to embrace the fragrant descending orbs.

She sniffed, licked her lips again and relaxed her jaw as skin touch skin. While the rest of her body rocked in lust to the motion of others, she felt the starfish of the other student lodge itself in snuggly in the beckoning round that were her glossed lips. It expanded abruptly then her thick slimy dessert slithered across her tongue and was reflexively pushed further down by her willing throat. One swallow, two, three, and then her world exploded in ecstasy. She felt her nine inches erupt in thick ropes of glory over and over. “There we go Sweetie,” she heard her mother murmur. “Have a nice big cum for Mommy. Show all the girls what it means to apprentice at CRG. Show them Dear, keep eating, keep cumming, let Ming fuck your ass nice and deep.”