It was a
seemingly normal Monday morning, mid July, the early sun was burning through the clouds
and it looked set to be a very hot day. At 8:30 time in the morning, the town is starting
to get quite busy, the workers are making their way to their individual jobs, and the
college students are making their way to their first college lesson at Tarncaster college;
which, in itself is a seemingly normal college.
Appearances, however, can be deceptive to the eye, and the insides of this college are
just about to become a very hot place to be indeed.
At this early point in the morning, students are only just arriving, most of the teachers
are too, but the headmistress of the college has been here for at least an hour by this
time, and frustration is setting in already.
'Fuck!' Screamed the headmistress, a Mrs. Lauren Day, 33 years old, divorced, and what the
male portion of students referred to as a MILF. The object of her frustration was her
computer, she was trying to get some important documents printed for her meeting this
afternoon, but the thing just wasn't responding.
Reaching over, she pressed the buzzer that put her in touch with her personal secretary,
Rebecca Sinclair. 'Becky, could you get Barry to come to my office please?'
'Sure ma'am, two minutes please.' A silence on the other end for a moment, Lauren
continued to click buttons on the PC hoping to solve the problem herself without wasting
Barry's time. Barry was the college odd job man, had a broken computer, Barry was the man,
needed a classroom painting, get Barry, Lauren didn't like taking advantage of the poor
man, but she needed someone to fix her computer. Rebeccas sophisticated, organised
voice came back over the speaker. 'He's on his way now ma'am.'
'Thank you Rebecca.' Lauren said, as she raked her hands through her shoulder length,
natural blonde hair, sighing with frustration. There was a knock at her door. 'Come in.'
She shouted to the person, the door opened, and Barry, the odd job man entered.
He was a good looking man, in a clumsy sort of way, in his late twenty's and starting to
show the first signs of hereditary baldness; he wore glasses that he was constantly having
to push back up his nose and he was quite a nervous kind of guy. He was out for a quiet
life, a job to keep him busy and a home to return to after work where he could feed
himself and go to sleep. 'Err, Miss Rebecca said that you wanted to see me ma'am.'
'Yes, that's right Barry.' Lauren replied, motioning for him to fully enter the room and
close the door behind him. 'I seem to be having a bit of trouble with my computer, it's
not doing what I want it to do, and I was wondering if you could have a look at it for
me,.'
'Sure, no problem.' Barry replied as he made his way round the desk to the headmistress'
computer; making a conscious effort not to glance down to her long, slender legs that were
wrapped in sheer, silky black stockings.
He began to click a few buttons on the mouse, brought up a window to see if the computer
was connected to the printer, then discovered it wasn't; the problem probably was due to a
fault with the connections underneath the desk.
'Umm, I think the problem's under the desk, you don't mind if I get under and have a look
do you ma'am?' Barry asked tentatively.
'No, not at all, do what you will Barry, and you don't need to call me ma'am all the time
you know.'
Okay then, sorry ma'am, I mean, umm, Mrs Day.' Barry said struggling to find the words, he
was too excited and nervous at the prospect of being within breathing distance of her
smooth silky legs and dainty little feet.
He got down onto his hands and knees, and crawled, as gracefully as he could manage,
underneath the desk, he began to fiddle with the wires under the desk, occasionally
managing to steal quick glimpses at Lauren's feet which were suspended mere
centimetres from his face.
Her next action caught Barry off guard, Lauren reached under the desk and began to massage
the soles of her feet, before removing her heels and
letting them drop to the floor. Barry's head jumped slightly with the surprise and he
banged his head on the underside of the desk.
'Oh dear, I am sorry, did I cause that, you don't mind me removing my shoes do you, they
were hurting my feet.'
'No, no, not at all Mrs Day.' Barry replied, the words spilling out of his mouth, 'I don't
mind at all, it was my own st-stupid fault for banging my head.' He continued, unable to
remove his eyes from her pretty little feet, he could see the bright red
colour of her manicured toenails through the thin material of the stockings; he tried to
tear his gaze away from her feet and get back to his job.
By now though, Lauren had realised the objects of Barry's desire, he couldn't be more
obvious, the idea that her feet could cause such a turn on was
news to her, and flattered her somewhat.
Eventually, Barry managed to tear his gaze away and he tried to once again regain focus on
his job, but the position of his now throbbing erect was making him incredibly
uncomfortable. He tried to re-adjust himself slightly, but as he moved his body, he felt
his face brushing up against the silky smooth material of Lauren's stockinged feet. He
moved his head away quickly and once again found his head banging the underside of the
desk.
Lauren stifled a laugh, 'hey are you okay down there?'
'Umm, yeah, yes, I'm fine.' Came the rushed response. 'Nearly done now.'
'That's good,' Lauren said, 'hey, I'm just going to remove these stockings, they're
annoying me.' No response from Barry, but she glanced down and saw that he was now
watching her every move. She slowly pulled her knee length, light blue skirt up her thighs
to the top of her stockings, being as sensual as possible, she slowly began to roll her
black stockings down her legs, she moved her feet so that they were mere
millimetres away from his face, and continued to roll her stockings down, past her ankle,
then finally, she slipped them over her toes and dropped them to the floor. She wiggled
her toes in his face. She then repeated the process with her other stocking, going as
slowly and deliberately as before.
'Mmm, I love the feel of my smooth, silky legs.' She whispered, loud enough for Barry to
hear, 'and my toes, sometimes they're so pretty, I just want to suck them.' Barry shifted
uncomfortably in his position, moving ever closer to her bare feet, if
he snaked his tongue out, he could reach her pretty little toes from his position.
Finally, she removed her other stocking fully and dropped that to the floor too, she
lifted her feet
up, giving Barry a brilliant view of her soft, delicate bare soles.
It was too much for Barry, his hands operated on their own accord and he reached out and
took her right foot in his hands, he began softly
massaging the sole, as he moved his mouth on closer. He took his first tentative lick of
her delicate big toe, she let out a satisfied little moan as she felt his warm tongue
envelop her toe.
He began to slowly massage the sole of her foot, with his surprisingly expert
hands, as his tongue worked the way up and down the length of her toes, stopping to suck
on each one lovingly in turn.
Lauren began to feel the moisture in between her legs and her nipples were hardening. She
was letting out soft moans of appreciation at his amazing foot
massage. Her hands had begun to work their way down to the parting in between her legs and
were now working their way under her skirt. They found what they were looking for, her
swollen pussy lips, she shivered at the first touch of her outer lips, felt her moisture
building up more, as Barry who had now turned his attention to her left foot,
began to trail his tongue up and down her sole.
'Oh God, stand up Barry.' She moaned as she slipped her first digit inside the folds of
her pussy. Barry did as he was told, lifting her feet up too by the ankles, he
swivelled her round slightly in her chair so he could lift her feet free
from the desk, where he returned to the massage and sucking her feet.
Her new, raised position gave her easier access to her pussy, where she had now inserted
another two fingers and was softly using her thumb to rouse her clitoris.
Barry could see right up her skirt and was watching the shape of her fingers going in and
out of her pussy, his already stiff dick was aching in his trousers and trying to force
it's way through the material. He saw Lauren eyeing it up.
'Let me take care of that.' She whispered between soft moans, Barry nodded and he began to
guide her feet
down, away from his mouth, still stroking her soft soles with his hands, all the way down
to where his throbbing dick lay in wait. She began to poke at the shape of his erect dick
through the material of his trousers as he began to fumble with the zip to get it undone;
her passion heightening as her own fingers worked at her tight little pussy.
Finally he worked his zip down and let his cock spring free of it's restraints, Lauren
wasted very little time and planted her feet in a firm grip of his shaft; pre-cum
oozing from the head and dribbling onto the sole of her right foot.
She began to rub her feet up and down his length at a fair
pace; her own pleasure heightening as her fingers began working faster at her pussy; with
her free hand she undone the buttons of her blouse so that her lacy white bra, full with
her voluptuous breasts spilled through her blouse. She worked a hand into her bra and
freed her beautiful breasts, pushing the bra below her tits. She took her big pink nipple
in between the forefinger and thumb and began to roll it around, teasing it, pulling at it
and tweaking it. All the while fingering herself and using her feet to
pleasure Barry.
Barry could feel the orgasm welling up inside him. He was watching Lauren's hot, mature
body writhing with pleasure on her chair, the outline of her fingers working away at her
pussy and the sight of her big, beautiful breasts. It was all getting a bit too much for
him, 'Muh... Mrs Day, I think I'm gonna uh...' He managed to mutter, just before cum
began to erupt from the head of his dick, splashing out all over Lauren's feet,
which she had now moved so that her soles formed a sort of wall in front of his dick,
which he began to coat with his thick, creamy cum.
Lauren watched the cum jetting out of Barry's
cock-head and began to finger herself at a faster pace, her own climax approaching. She
knew how to send herself over the edge, and began to make soft circular motions of her
clit, while still thrusting her fingers inside her. It took only a few short seconds, and
just as the last wave of Barry's cum hit the soles of her feet, her
own dam burst. Her juices began flowing freely from her pussy and she began to moan with
delight as her orgasm coursed through her body. She brought her hand out of her panties as
she bucked and thrashed her sexy body on the office chair and raised it to her mouth and
nose, tasting and smelling her intoxicating pussy juices. Tenderly sucking all of her
juice off of each finger in turn.
By the time she had stopped cumming, Barry had zipped his dick up inside his trousers once
again and had stooped to pick up the discarded stockings, he now stood with her feet in
one hand and her stockings in the other. 'Sorry about that Mrs Day, you want me to clean
it up?' She nodded her assent and he began to tenderly wipe his cum
off of her pretty little feet, using the stockings to mop it
up. When he had finished, Lauren hooked her thumbs under the sides of her soaked underwear
and began to slide the thin, wet panties down her legs.
Barry got an amazing view of her shaven, wet, parted pussy lips. He stood there, gawping
at her amazing cunt, until she worked the panties down past her knees. 'Would you take
these please and bin them?' Barry could only nod in return, as he reached a trembling hand
to them. He took the material in his hand, feeling the heat and the moisture in them, he
slowly worked them down, past her once again clean ankles and over her toes. Holding them
to him as if they were a precious gem or diamond.
Finally Lauren spoke up. 'So, anyways, I'd just like to thank you for helping me out this
morning, I really appreciate it.' She said, her legs still parted, showing off her twat to
Barry. 'I know who to call if I need any help in future' She winked at him and flashed a
friendly smile. Barry smiled back.
'It's my pleasure Mrs Day.' He made his way to the door, his thoughts full of mental
pictures of her feet wrapped around his dick, and her
sexy, shaven pussy.
'Make sure those panties and stockings go in the bin please, they're ruined.' Lauren
called quietly after him. He just nodded, as soon as he got outside the building, the
panties went straight into his pocket. They were his permanent reminder.
And so the first hot action of the day draws to a close, but the morning is still very
young, and the college days can be long days indeed, things are certainly going to get a
lot hotter as the sun rises and beams down on campus today.
In the girl's toilet to the south side of the college, about 5 minutes into the first
lesson of the day, and right about the time that Debbie had just spoken to Adam in the
English lesson for the first time, two girls were having a conversation about their
boyfriends. Anna and Jenny, their names, both brunettes, both pretty hot looking too,
Jenny had big full breasts which sat perfectly on her chest; whereas, Anna was more of a
taller, elegant looking girl.
'So, as I was saying,' Anna spoke, 'I just don't think Mike finds me attractive anymore, I
can't see us lasting much longer.'
'Aww, sweetie, don't be like that, what's not attractive about you?' Jenny replied,
consoling her friend. 'I think you're beautiful. It's me who's ugly, I can't even get a
boyfriend.'
'Don't be so silly!' Anna replied, 'you look stunning.' The girl's continued fishing
backwards and forwards for compliments for a while, making each other feel slightly better
about themselves. Eventually, their talk got down to the subject of their breast size.
'Anyway, I think my breasts are far too small for me to be attractive.' Anna said.
'Don't talk stupid.' Jenny exclaimed, 'you mean you'd prefer massive melons like mine?'
Anna just nodded, Jenny continued, 'I hate my breasts.'
'You shouldn't.' Cried Anna, shocked, 'they're beautiful, they just look so full and
perfect.' She had a slight look of what seemed to be a combination of lust and jealousy in
her eyes.
'You wanna touch them?' Jenny blurted out, shocked at what she said. The truth was, their
conversation was beginning to turn her on, she felt the first stirrings of wetness in her
pussy; she got the feeling that Anna was feeling the same way.
'Oh god yes.' Anna did indeed feel the same, her pussy was soaking, and she felt her
panties beginning to dampen as she reached her hand forward to squeeze Jenny's big, fleshy
orbs. She cupped a hand firmly under one of them and began to softly squeeze her breasts
through the material of her top. 'You can feel mine too, you know, just for comparison.'
Anna whispered as she moved her body closer, her hands still stroking gently over Jenny's
tits.
They began to squeeze and grope one another, maintaining eye contact throughout. After a
few minutes of teasing one another's breasts, both girl's nipples had become fully erect,
and their pussy's were aching to go further. Anna dropped a subtle hint. 'You know, I
don't think I'm a good kisser.' Followed by, 'maybe we should try each other out, see what
we think.' Before Anna had got her last word in, Jenny had leaned in close and allowed her
lips to brush up against Anna's. A soft, gentle kiss, Anna responded equally, before they
progressed onto a more passionate kiss, their mouth's opening and their tongues snaking
out to explore one another's mouth.
They began to drift over to one of the three cubicles to get a bit more privacy in case
anyone came into the toilets; their kiss never ending as they moved slowly towards the
stall. About the time that Anna closed the toilet door behind them, Debbie was just
removing her hand from Adam's trousers in the English room.
Their kiss became much more passionate behind the closed door of the toilet cubicle, Anna
began to unbutton Jenny's tight fitting shirt, slowly, wanting to see her big fleshy
breasts, free from her shirt. She did the button down past the swell of her breasts, her
bra-less tits finally spilling out of the confines of her top. Her nipples were big, round
and fully erect, puffing out proudly on her chest. They ended the kiss and Anna stepped
back slightly to admire Anna's breasts more.
Jenny unbuttoned the rest of her shirt and placed it on the cistern behind the toilet, as
she was doing this, Anna hooked her thumbs under her own t-shirt and worked it up over her
head, revealing her pert tits which were encased in a white sports bra, her erect nipples
poking through. 'God, I am so wet for you.' Jenny spoke as Anna reached behind and
unhooked the bra, freeing her tits, which sat pert on her chest. Jenny took the discarded
clothes from her and placed them too on the cistern behind the toilet.
'I'm wet too, even more so at the sight of your amazing breasts Jenny.' Anna replied, she
moved her hand under the material of her trousers, finding her tight, moist pussy, she
inserted a finger inside herself, letting out a slow moan as she did so. When she brought
her finger back out, it glistened with her own juice. Jenny took her hand in her own,
Anna's finger stretched out, and she raised it to her mouth; she took it inside and tasted
her friend's juice, loving the sweet smell and taste of her pussy, she trailed her tongue
up and down the outstretched finger, her lips closing down on it she began to suck on it.
Anna was softly moaning as Jenny sucked her finger, both were lost in each other; neither
heard the door to the girl's toilet open and the sound of hurried sneakers crossing the
floor. It was, of course, Debbie from the English classroom, who had come in to wash
Adam's sticky cum from her hands.
Debbie first heard the soft moans coming from the stall, when she turned off the tap,
Adam's cum gone from her fingers. The
moans were quite soft and low, they were obviously coming from the middle stall, as that
was the only one that was occupied; she considered calling out, but decided not to,
especially when a slightly louder moan drifted across. She recognized it immediately as
being a moan of pleasure, the soft sound sent a shiver through her already wet pussy,
which Adam hadn't had the time to finish off.
Debbie softly moved across the floor to the locked cubicle, she heard the rustling of
movement from within and what sounded like clothes being removed; she crouched down to
look under the stall and was amazed to see two different pairs of feet in
trainers. Two girls inside, and one of the girls was just taking her trousers off; it was
obvious that the other girl was either wearing a skirt, or, she too, had removed her
trousers, as both girls were now bare from the ankle up.
Inside the cubicle, both girls had indeed removed their trousers, and now stood facing
each other, Anna, who had no knickers on in the first place, had a neatly trimmed pussy,
which was glistening with moisture; Jenny still wore her see thru blue panties, which were
looking extremely moist. Jenny was the one who was stood facing away from the toilet, so
she was better suited to take a seat on the toilet lid; she did so, and then motioned for
Anna to move closer. Anna was quite tall, so, when Jenny was sat on the seat, Anna's pussy
was in quite an easy position for Jenny to reach with her mouth. That was Jenny's plan,
after tasting Anna's sweet pussy juices a minute earlier, she knew she wanted more.
Anna positioned herself so that she stood over Jenny, her legs spread on either side of
her, her hands out to either side, steadying herself on the walls of the cubicle. She felt
Jenny's warm tongue as she began to circle it around her belly button, kissing her flat
stomach, her hands were gently caressing her ass cheeks. She began to move her tongue
slowly down, towards her wet, willing pussy.
Debbie had moved right up to the cubicle door, and was spying on the action through a
crack at the hinge, amazed and turned on by the two naked girls inside, she had felt her
own wetness growing once again, her frustration at not cumming earlier, making her even
wetter, she slipped the hand that she had used to bring Adam off down into her panties;
immediately finding her parted pussy lips, she began to play with herself, as she watched
Jenny eating Anna's pussy.
Jenny had found what she had been wanting, and she was slowly trailing her tongue up and
down Anna's tight little slit, she moved her right hand round from Anna's tight ass, and
began to part her pussy lips with her fingers. Anna's moans were getting steadily louder
as Jenny began to lick her pussy lips, a slender finger was now probing inside the fleshy
folds of her pussy.
Debbie, on the outside of the cubicle, was now softly moaning herself, making sure that
nobody heard her, she knew that if anyone came into the toilet now, she would be caught,
but that thought only added to her excitement; she had now worked three fingers inside her
wet pussy and was rapidly bringing herself to orgasm.
Jenny's tongue had finally snaked inside Anna's warm, wet pussy and she was now using it
to pleasure her friend, while she gently thumbed her swollen clitoris; her own pussy was
soaked now, and her panties felt uncomfortably wet, the sound of Anna's soft moans adding
to her excitement.
Debbie watched the display through the crack with growing excitement, her orgasm was near,
she began to work at her pussy with an increased passion, she felt her warm juices
trickling down the inside of her legs as she fingered herself.
Inside the stall, Anna's soft moans had become louder still, and she felt her own orgasm
coming, with one final flick of Jenny's tongue Anna felt her orgasm hit, and her pussy
began to spurt her sweet juices all over Jenny's expectant tongue which eagerly lapped up
at her spurting cunt, the goo that she didn't manage to get, she felt trickling down her
chin.
As Debbie saw Anna cumming, her own orgasm hit her, she didn't care whether she was heard
as she began moaning out loud, her pussy squirting all over her fingers and panties, some
dribbling down her legs; she had to use her free hand to steady herself on the wall as her
powerful orgasm surged through her convulsing body.
Anna's orgasm finally over, she lifted Jenny to her feet and began to passionately kiss
her, tasting her own sweet juice on her tongue and lips; both girls heard Debbie moaning
outside, but they were both too lost in one another to take much notice of it. As they
kissed, Anna moved her hands down to Jenny's pussy, it was time to return the favour, she
wasted no time in locating her shaven mound with her fingers. She broke the kiss, and
lowered her head to Jenny's gigantic breasts with her erect nipples, and began to eagerly
lick and suck on them like a baby feeding. She had used two fingers to enter Jenny's
extremely tight pussy, and knew she'd have a hard time fitting more in.
Meanwhile, Debbie's own orgasm had finally subsided, and she was busy straightening
herself out, and washing her juices off of her fingers; she had been gone from the lesson
too long, and knew she couldn't hang around any longer, she was still as horny as hell,
but decided that she'd get Adam to sort that out later. She hurriedly tried to sort
herself out, then left the girl's toilet leaving Jenny and Anna alone to finish their fun.
By now, Anna had been working on Anna's hot tight pussy with two fingers, felt her
friend's shaven pussy getting even wetter than it had been at first. Now Jenny was the one
moaning out loud as she felt her orgasm nearing; Anna lifted her head from Jenny's
gigantic breasts which were coated with Anna's saliva, she smiled up at Jenny and forced a
third finger deep into her friend's pussy, thrusting at her faster. Finally Jenny was
tipped over the edge, and she came with a deep, passionate wail, her pussy squirting her
girl goo all over Anna's probing fingers, soaking her blue panties through, and some even
dribbled down her legs.
Finally, Jenny's orgasm began to subside, the flood of juices that gushed from her pussy,
subsided to a slow trickle, then stopped completely, Jenny collapsed into her lover's
arms, who responded by planting soft kisses on her cheeks and neck, lifting her glistening
fingers to her mouth, as she licked her friend's juices off. Jenny reached up for a kiss,
a more loving, tender kiss than before, their tongue's slowly exploring each other's
mouths, each tasting one another's pussy on the other's tongue.
Their kiss lasted some time, both lost in each other, their hand's gently roaming each
other's bodies, they began to finger one another, achieving several simultaneous orgasms,
each more passionate than the last; until, finally, they could cum
no more. Looking into her friend's sweaty, flustered face, Jenny whispered softly. 'I
think this could be the beginning of something good.'
Anna smiled down at her lover, she had a positive glow about her, her whole body was a
warm red colour; 'let's head home and get to know each other even better.' Jenny just
smiled. They dressed each other slowly inside the cubicle, neither minding the
uncomfortable sticky wetness as they pulled on their underwear; no words were spoken as
they dressed, none were needed. After checking the coast was clear, they unlocked the
cubicle and left, stopping briefly to wash their hands and check themselves in the mirror,
they left the toilets, deciding to take the rest of the day off of college to become more
intimately acquainted back at Jenny's flat. They left behind a distinct aroma of sex in
the girl's toilet, but neither cared.
They had been in the girl's toilet for nearly an hour, stuff had been happening in the
college that they were completely oblivious to; luckily, they had only been walked in on
once, and neither was aware of that anyway. They walked to the north-end of the college,
past another girl's toilet, which had a 'CLOSED FOR CLEANING' sign on the front, left the
college via the main door and headed off in the direction of Jenny's flat.
Inside the girl's toilet to the north end of the building, all appears normal, the main
part where the sinks and the hand driers are just look like they normally do. Of the three
cubicles inside the toilet; one of them is occupied, this is where we get the break from
normality, because, as we discover the occupant of the toilet, we realise that this is no
normal occupant of a female toilet, on a normal college day.
Inside the closed cubicle in the female toilet, sits a male; he's been there since about
8am this morning, right about the time that the doors to the college open, he made sure he
came right to this very stall and reserved a place. He's called David, he likes to watch
women pee, some might think this is a rather nasty fetish, but David doesn't particularly
care, he hasn't got any friends anyway. David is a rather lanky looking 19 year old, he
has a very lecherous look about him, that just screams out pervert to any person who
chances to glance his way; perhaps it's to do with the fact that his greasy blonde hair
always looks messy, or the fact that he always appears to be leering at people. Or
possibly even due to the fact that he is a pervert, and it is just glaringly obvious to
look at him.
He's happy enough in himself anyway, he doesn't really care who judges him or not, because
as far as he's concerned, he's got the best view in the house, it's the first time he's
ever had this idea before; sitting in a female toilet stall, and watching women pee by
spying over the top of the cubicle, it seemed like a perfectly good idea on this seemingly
normal day. The idea of getting caught never crossed his mind.
So far this morning, he's only had the chance to see one or two people peeing, but he's
suitably aroused, just the idea that he's doing such a kinky thing is enough to keep him
semi-hard all the time.
Suddenly, he heard the toilet door opening, and the room was filled with the sound of
girls, at a guess, David would say there was three of them, he stood to his feet in
the cubicle, and carefully and quietly raised himself up onto the toilet seat so he could
glance over the top of the stall. He felt his dick stiffening at the sight before him.
Five girls had just entered the toilet and were stood talking in the main area; he
recognised them all by sight, but, not being a very popular kind of guy, he could name
none of them.
One of them, he decided on a quick glance, looked a dead ringer for Britney Spears, a
woman he fantasized being pee'd on by; so that, for David was no bad thing. All the rest
of them were lookers too, there was one fine looking redhead, who was quite small framed,
two brunettes, who both looked sexy as hell in their tight fitting jeans, one blonde who
looked anything but natural, along with the Britney Spear's look alike.
David ducked down behind the cubicle once again and listened to them talking for a minute
or so, desperately hoping that they had actually come to use the toilet as well as talk.
His prayers were answered as he heard footsteps entering the cubicle next to his. He
sorted out his practised angle for spying and got into position, his cock throbbed nicely
in his hands as he realised it was the Britney Spears look-alike who had entered the next
cubicle
At this time, it is worth pointing out that David is, and has been since the first girl
entered the toilet's this morning, completely naked inside his cubicle; it added to his
kinky feeling of being inside the girl's toilet. So, as he watched the Britney look-alike
unbuttoning her jeans, he took a firm hold of his fair-sized cock in his right hand.
He watched her jeans fall to the floor, revealing a pair of pink cotton panties, the sound
of the girls conversing in the background had faded to a slight murmur in the back of
David's mind; all of his attention was focused on the sight before him. The next bit, the
best bit, seemed to move in slow motion, the girl slowly, carefully, gracefully slipping
her pink cotton panties down, past her silky thighs, over her knees, before she let them
go, and they fell, as softly and as slowly as a feather down the remainder of her long,
smooth, silky legs, landing at her feet with a soft puff.
The sight it left behind was breathtaking, she must have been stood only for a half a
second before sitting down, but the sight of her amazing lower body was printed in David's
memory for life, her long, silky legs that seemed to go on forever, finally arriving at
her, naturally blonde pubic region, which was not too hairy, like one girl who had come in
to pee earlier, but not shaven either, just perfect, with the subtlest hint of her pink
pussy lips poking through her blonde hairs.
Then, she was sat on her royal throne, her legs slightly parted, so that David, from his
spying position got a perfect view of her hairy pussy, as the first waters of her
cascading golden waterfall began to spurt from her pussy, hitting the porcelain toilet
with a tinkle and landing in the water with a splash. David's excitement had grown to a
fever pitch, completely lost in the sight before him, he had begun excitedly pulling
himself off, as fast as he could. When the girl's last trickle had dropped, and she
reached under to wipe herself, David could hold it no longer, and with a grunt and a moan,
he began to shoot his salty semen all over the walls of his private cubicle.
Looking up with shock, and being hit with the sudden realisation she was being spied on,
the Britney look-alike, screamed, and pulled her panties and jeans up hurriedly, she
caught a glimpse of the pervert who spied on her a split second before his head bobbed
down back inside his cubicle. She rushed out to her group of friends who stood huddled
together pointing at the cubicle where David hid himself.
'The dirty fucking pervert!' Britney look-alike spat, 'come out here you fucking sick
shithead.' She kicked at his cubicle door.' Her quick thinking red-headed friend grabbed
her and spoke to her.
'Whoa. I've got a better idea.' She pointed to the side of the end sink, where the college
odd-job man, Barry kept his 'TOILET CLOSED FOR CLEANING' sign. 'Leanne,' the red-head
looked to one of the two brunette girls, 'go put this on the door, make sure no-one sees
you.' Then looking back towards the Britney look-alike, 'we'll get some revenge on this
sicko now.'
The five girls huddled up together and began to discuss a plan for revenge on David, a
minute or so later, they broke up and formed a semi-circle around his cubicle. 'Come on
out sicko.' Wannabe Britney spoke out, she was the girl who faced directly toward the
cubicle door.
'Nowhere to run, you might as well come out, you lanky shit.' The quick thinking red-head
added.
Inside the cubicle, David, was scared, but not the most scared he'd been in his life. He
was also incredibly turned on, the thought of him being in such a futile position was
turning him on immensely, his cock once again stiffening. He decided that he would go
outside, and he would go outside as he was now, completely naked... It added to his
feeling of complete kinkiness today, that just overwhelmed him. His fear had gone,
replaced by sheer horniness as he slowly opened the cubicle door. He came face to face
with the Britney look alike, his erect cock in his hands, winking at her.
David took one step out of the stall, and then all the girls pounced on him at once, their
plan was just to take him down and hold him down so he was in position, but they couldn't
resist getting a few kicks and punches in too; especially as the pervert was completely
naked.
David went down without much of a fight, one: because he actually wanted to, and two:
because, even if he didn't want to, he wasn't strong enough to hold them off. Two of the
girls used their scarves to tie him to the base of the cubicle he had hidden in, there was
a little raised section at the bottom of each stall that was perfect for doing so. When
they had tied him down, he lay stretched out on his back, his head on his toilet stall
floor, and the rest of his naked body stretching out into the main part of the toilet
where the girls were.
'Now then you dirty fucking pervert, you get off on watching women pee?' The Britney girl
spat at him, giving him a swift kick to the ribs with her pointed heels. 'Look, you're
still hard now you sick fuck.' She squatted down to his groin and grabbed his erect prick,
digging her manicured nails into the shaft as hard as she could; sending whiter hot bolts
of pain through his body, when she removed her hand, the nail marks were clearly visible.
The brunette girl who had put the 'TOILET CLOSED FOR CLEANING' sign on the door, stepped
up to David's face, 'you like to watch women pee huh?' David didn't respond, 'well you
sick fuck, watch this.' With that, the brunette girl swiftly unbuttoned her jeans letting
them fall to the floor, where she kicked them off into the corner somewhere, leaving her
partially naked from the waist down, save for her open toed heels and her black thong. Not
stopping there, she hooked her thumbs under the thong and slid that down to her knees
revealing a perfectly shaven pussy. 'Since you stopped me peeing earlier, I figured I
might as well go now, and here's as good a place as any.'
That said, she squatted down directly over David's face, a jet of her golden water spurted
out, splashing all over his face. David took the opportunity to get an amazing view of her
pussy squirting all over his face, he loved the taste of her salty piss splashing on his
lips. As the brunette was busy pissing on his face, the bleach blonde had been removing
her trousers and underwear; she stepped up to David's face, and joined with her friend as
they both pissed on his face.
'Look he's still hard, the filthy scumbag.' David heard somebody say somewhere in the
background, then he felt a warm fluid splashing pleasantly on his one eyed warrior and
it's surrounding areas. He opened his eyes momentarily to see the other brunette squatted
over his dick, pissing all over him; he nearly came just at the sight of it, mixed with
the taste of it still cascading on his face.
Eventually, and unfortunately - in David's opinion - the steady flow of urine splashing on
his face and dick, slowed to a few random drips, then stopped completely. 'Where can I
wipe off?' The bleach blonde spoke, smiling wickedly to herself, as she squatted even
further down, so that her pussy was millimetres from David's face, he could snake his
tongue out and lick her piss coated slit if her wanted to, but he had the feeling there
was no need.
He was right, as a split second later, the bleach blonde began to grind her wet pussy on
David's face, wiping herself off, David inhaled deeply at her wonderful scent, her sweet
pussy mingled in with her piss, he dared himself to snake his tongue out and have a quick
lick; she responded by standing up and grinding her high heel onto his chest; David loved
the way he was being treated. As soon as the bleach blonde finished, the first brunette
took her place; again, he inhaled at her musky scent; again he had a lick at her moist
regions. She responded by sticking her index finger as far as she could up her own ass
hole, then forcing the foul tasting finger deep into David's throat until he had to gip.
That, he didn't find so attractive, the second brunette made up for that however, when for
her punishment, which David didn't class as a punishment she removed her high heels and
stood on his chest, perching on one of her pretty little manicured feet she
began to rub her precious little toes all over David's wet face, forcing the little
piggies into his mouth which he hungrily licked and sucked, tasting her sweet feet
mixed with the salty urine of the girls.
Without knowing it, the girls had entered into a little game that David was finding
incredibly erotic, they thought they were punishing him badly, when instead all they were
doing was satisfying his desires. Finally the two brunettes and the bleach blonde had
finished 'punishing' David, and they stepped back slightly, allowing the two ring leaders;
the Britney-alike and the redhead, to stand over him; in the chaos, they had removed all
of their clothes, and stood over him, legs slightly parted, so David could get an amazing
view of their tight snatches.
'Looks like pervy's enjoying this,' she glanced at his erect prick, which was leaking
precum, he had a slight smile on his face. Britney-alike had to admit to herself that he
did have a pretty impressive dick for a pervert, it stood proud at around 9 inches, and
looked thicker than her own dildo. She had felt herself getting increasingly moist at the
displays herself, the fact that they had found a little object to abuse turned her on
greatly. By the look of things, it had the same effect on the other girls. All of whom
were now naked, from head, to pretty little toes.
'Okay useless...' The redhead spoke up, she had been drinking water furiously while the
others pee'd on David, 'I wanna go again.' David looked forward to it, she stepped up to
his face, her dainty little feet planted either side of the pool
of urine around David's head, her hairy red bush inches from his face as she squatted over
him, she suddenly blasted a jet of urine straight onto his lips, which he opened, not in
time to stop it blasting up his nose first, filling his head with her scent.
He drank as much of it as he could, all that he missed splashing onto the rest of his face
and pooling at the side of his head, soaking his greasy hair. As soon as she stopped
pissing she moved her fingers to her pussy and managed to force four inside. 'God, I'm so
horny, I'm gonna cummm.' She wailed, just a second before she began to spurt another kind
of fluid all over his face; a thicker, creamier fluid. Her orgasm lasted up to a minute,
but for David, as time was moving in slow motion, it lasted a lifetime, her creamy girl
goo, mixing with her piss, he swallowed and swallowed, inhaled her scent and basked in the
view of her parted pussy lips spurting on him.
He felt several things pawing at his cock, he glanced down to see two pairs of bare feet,
roughly kicking at his dick, the two brunettes sat on the linoleum floor at either side of
him, toying with his cock in the roughest manner; forming vice like grips with their soft feet and
trying to yank his cock from it's socket. He saw the Britney girl to the left of his face,
her fingers toying with her swollen, slightly hairy cunt, a look of ecstasy on her face;
the bleach blonde was at the sink, downing water by the gallon.
Eventually, the redhead moved, she was replaced by Britney who squatted on his face and
demanded he lick for his life, she smothered his mouth and nose with her wet pussy. He
licked, probing deep with his tongue, tasting a whole combination of things, loving the
smell of her sex; then she too was cumming, cumming hard, all over his face, it ran in
streams from his face, gushing down his chin, pooling at the side of his head; when
Britney was done, the bleach blonde returned and began jetting another wave of piss on his
face, which he drank greedily.
All the while, the two brunettes kicked, stroked, tugged and toed at his erect dick, which
was getting closer and closer to explosion, now, Britney alike, the bleach blonde and the
redhead sat down and began to use their feet to tease his cock, while the two
brunettes stood and moved around to his face. They both squatted at either side of him and
began to furiously bash away at their soaked pussies with their fingers, their feet
planted firmly in the highly aromatic pool of juices around David's face, they came
together; their girl goo spurting out, splattering his face, he drank as much as he could,
he felt he was in heaven, he knew his orgasm was coming closer and closer and closer. The
brunettes stood to their feet and demanded he lick their feet
clean; he obliged as they began forcing their feet into his mouth, they tasted of
all the girls urine mixed with their cum.
As he licked the second brunette's last toe clean he felt his orgasm hit from deep within
his self, a hot volcano of sticky white fluid shot a foot into the air, coming down with
a splat on his chest, the girl's feet had left his erupting cock now,
and he began to shoot his seed all over; the most powerful orgasm of his life, draining
him of his supplies. By the time he stopped ejaculating, a river of cum
was draining from a pool on his chest onto the floor, he had shot so far as his own chin,
and he had nearly passed out in a state of utter bliss.
He lay there, breathing slowly, the whole atmosphere smelled of urine and sex, he was
soaking wet and sticky from his rapidly shrinking cock upwards, after a minute or so, he
opened his eyes to see five, once again fully dressed figures looking down on him; he
tried to smile, but all of a sudden there was five separate gobs of their spit splattered
on his face, he felt them slowly trailing down the side of his face, felt once glob hit
him on the lips, so he opened his mouth and added the thick fluid to the rest of the
things he'd swallowed.
'Sick fucker.' 'Loser.' 'Pervert.' 'Wanker.' 'Fuck up.' He heard a chorus of voices saying
above him, they sounded like angels singing to him.
'Best get yourself cleaned up fucker.' He recognised Miss Britney's voice, 'because when
we leave here, we're taking the sign down, you wouldn't want anyone to catch you in here
now would you?'
'Or maybe you would.' The redhead added, 'that's why we've made you a special sign.' She
had scribbled in a piece of paper. 'Toilets out of use, please us my face'. She handed it
to one of the brunettes, who took some sticky tape from her bag and stuck it to the
divider between two of the stalls.
The girls cackled as one, then turned and walked towards the exit of the toilets. He heard
them talking, then the door was open, four of them left, then there was the sound of
something being pulled from the door; the redhead girl walked back inside, placed the sign
where they had found it, then turned and left without saying a word. David watched her
pretty little feet go, then once again allowed
himself to be lost in the sweet aroma of the bathroom, truly looking forward to the rest
of the day.
Back in the headmistress' office throughout all of the action of the morning,
headmistress Mrs. Lauren Day, divorcee, had been busy organising a meeting. She had
started about ten minutes after Barry the odd job man had given her computer a servicing;
she had of course rewarded him, and she was still feeling the wetness in between her legs
as a reminder. Of course now, she was panty-less and stocking-less, but that did not
bother her in the slightest, she couldn't see a need for either of those garments over the
course of the rest of the day.
Reaching over to the buzzer that connected her with her personal secretary she pressed it
and spoke. 'Becky, could you come into my office please, I need you to organise a meeting
for me.'
'Sure ma'am, I'll be right in.'
'Thanks.' Lauren said, then released her finger from the buzzer and sat back in her chair,
she felt her shaven pussy getting moist at the prospect of her staff meeting. She was just
about to allow her fingers to relieve her frustration when she heard a knock at her door.
'Come in.' She shouted to the door; it opened silently and Becky stepped inside, closing
the door behind her. Lauren took a quick glance at her mild mannered secretary. She was
just gone 28, had long, naturally curly strawberry blonde hair which fell just below her
shoulders. She had a very cute little face which was complimented with her glasses. She
wore very little make-up too.
She purposely dressed down, never outwardly showing her body off in any way, she wore a
loose fitting cream blouse and a brown skirt that fell to just below her knees; her dainty
little feet
were about all that stood out. Her toe-nails were painted deep red, and she wore a pair of
black, open toed heels.
'Hi Becky, sit down.' Lauren spoke to her, Becky took a seat in the chair in front of
Lauren's desk. 'I'm organising a meeting, for the department heads, and I want it to be
held at around 11:30 please.' Becky just nodded and began to scribble notes in the pad she
carried around everywhere with her as Lauren began to describe, in detail, what the
meeting would be about. By the time she had finished explaining, which took a few minutes,
Becky was looking decidedly flustered, her face had turned a shade redder, and she was
feeling a definite wetness in between her legs. Lauren too was feeling an incredible
wetness between her legs, her juices had begun to slowly seep out of her shaven pussy. She
saw the way the idea for her meeting had affected Becky and decided there was no reason
the two of them couldn't have some fun.
'Okay, that's about all.' Lauren spoke, 'have you got all that?'
'Umm,' Becky took a cough, to clear her throat. 'Yes, yes, I've got it all.'
'Right then, well, there's one more thing,' Lauren stood to her full height and walked
around the desk, showing off her amazing bare legs, and surprisingly her bare feet; 'I
just need something from this filing cabinet.' She spoke, as she turned her back to Becky
and reached down into her bottom drawer, deliberately thrusting her tight ass cheeks in
Becky's direction. Her skirt rode up her thighs, not enough to show that she wore no
underwear, but enough to send wet tingling feelings to the inner regions of Becky's, now,
soaking wet pussy. When Lauren stood again to her full height, she had nothing in her
hands. 'Oh well, I can't find what I was looking for, never mind eh?' She now perched
herself on the edge of the desk, directly in front of Becky, and parted her legs, just
enough for her to get a look up.
Lauren heard the sharp intake of breath from Becky, as she realised she had no panties on.
'Something the matter Becky?' Lauren put on her most flirtatious tone of voice; parting
her legs even more as she spoke; her cleanly shaven pussy now in plain view, her parted
lips glistened slightly with moisture. Becky adjusted herself in her position, feeling her
own wetness growing even more. She was tempted to slide a hand into her panties right now
and play with herself, but was too transfixed on her boss' parted legs and beautiful
shaven pussy.
'Umm, no... Nothing the matter ma'am.' She loved the feeling of inferiority she had when
talking to Lauren; just the idea that Lauren, as her boss could make her do anything,
turned her on incredibly. Away from her formal, prim life as a college secretary, Becky
liked nothing more than to be dominated by people and do whatever they made her do.
Now, Lauren lifted her right foot from it's suspended position,
and placed her sole flat down on her desk; leaving her left foot
dangling inches from Becky's thighs. Her juices now seeping slowly from her pussy, and the
aroma filling the air like a perfume. 'You don't have a problem with my being sat like
this do you?'
'No ma'am, not at all.' Becky replied earnestly; quite honestly she wanted Lauren to
demand that she eat her pussy there and then.
'That's good.' She whispered softly as she moved her left foot
even closer to Becky's thigh; finally, she managed to work
her big toe under the hem of Becky's skirt, and she softly began to move her foot up
her thigh,
taking the skirt up with her. 'Move your seat closer.' Lauren spoke with a familiar
authority that she used when disciplining students; Becky did as she was told, and Lauren
felt her foot
moving even further up Becky's thigh, she began to feel the heat
and moisture radiating from her secretary's pussy and knew she was within reaching
distance of it. Moving forward still with a deliberate slowness she heard Becky moan as
her big toe came into contact with the material of her panties. She felt a mass of damp
pubic hairs surrounding her pussy, she could not see Becky's vagina from where she was
sat, but just the feel of it was good enough, for the moment anyway.
'Stand up and remove your clothing.' Lauren spoke, in the same authoritative manner; Becky
didn't protest, she stood up from her seat quickly and began to unbutton her blouse; after
she had done so, and let it fall to the floor, Lauren realised her secretary wore no bra,
her puffy, light pink nipples stood proudly on her pert little breasts. Almost as soon as
her blouse had reached the ground, the skirt had joined it, she had deftly unzipped it,
and Lauren watched as it shimmied down her slender calves; she removed her little feet from
the heels and kicked the bundle of clothes at her feet, off into one corner. 'Now the
panties.' Lauren spoke, as Becky had been undressing, Lauren had slipped two fingers
inside her soaking wet pussy, and she was busy working away at her clitoris with her
thumb. Becky began to slide her pink cotton panties down her legs, revealing a mass of
light red pubic hairs, which glistened in the light with her moisture.
Finally, Becky removed her panties completely, and threw them off into a corner where the
rest of her clothes were; Lauren continued masturbating as Becky stood completely naked in
front of her. She had a very petite frame, with small, but very pert breasts, smooth legs,
and a perfect little ass; all complimented by her delicate little feet.
'Lay down on the floor.' Lauren continued with her one line commands, and Becky again,
complied without protesting. As she lay down, Lauren removed her fingers from her pussy
which was now near the point of explosion, and she hopped down off the desk, quickly
whisked off her light blue miniskirt, dropping it to one side, and stood over Becky, who
by now lay on her back on the floor.
Lauren squatted down, her bare feet on either side of Becky's
strawberry blonde curls; her pussy inches from her face, she began to tease Becky by
fingering her pussy slowly, not letting Becky lick it or touch it herself. 'You want to
taste my shaven pussy?'
'Yes ma'am.' Came Becky's response, who's mouth was watering at the thought of tasting her
mistress' pussy. Without further warning, Lauren pushed her pussy down hard onto Becky's
tongue and face, she felt her respond by eagerly, and quite expertly, flicking at her
pussy with her tongue, rotating it as deep as she could get it inside her. Lauren felt her
orgasm fast approaching, and she ground her pussy down even harder onto Becky's face, her
body writhing with pleasure as each flick of Becky's tongue sent tingling sensations
coursing through her mature body.
Lauren felt her orgasm hit as Becky flicked her tongue over her clit. 'Ohhhh, god, I'm
cumming, taste it you little slut.' Moaned Lauren as her orgasmic sensations went coursing
through her body, which bucked at the feeling; she grasped Becky's head in her hands, and
pulled her face in harder onto her pussy which continually spurted love juice all over her
face. Finally, Lauren's orgasm subsided, and she crawled off of her secretary's face; and
sat clumsily on the floor at her side, her legs still parted and her right foot
playing seductively with Becky's breasts, gently she toed her nipples as she recaptured
her breath.
Becky was the first to speak, 'thank you ma'am'
'For what?' Lauren enquired.
'I've wanted to taste your sweet pussy for so long now, you don't know how much I've
fantasized about you.' Becky spoke, as she idly fingered her pussy with her free right
hand while she slowly massaged her boss' right foot with her other
'Well, go and organise that meeting for me, and we'll see if you don't get to taste it
again sometime soon.' Lauren spoke softly. 'Oh, and Becky, leave your panties here
please.'
'Yes ma'am,' Becky replied as she stood to her feet, wiping the remainder of her
boss' glistening pussy juices from her chin onto her hand, which she then proceeded to
lick. She got slowly dressed, leaving the panties off as instructed. When she had fully
re-dressed, she picked up the notes which she would need to prepare today's meeting,
composed herself once more, making sure she was presentable and turned to face Lauren, who
by now had replaced her skirt and made her way back to her swivel chair; she had already
began working on something else. 'Thank you again ma'am, and I look forward to the
meeting, oh, here are my panties too.' As she spoke she handed over the moist panties to
her mistress who took them and inhaled their scent deeply before responding.
'I look forward to it too Becky; I'll see you later.' And just like that, she was
dismissed, Becky didn't mind though, not in the slightest, she loved to be treated like
nothing, and just used as a sex toy; she had a feeling she'd be seeing a lot more action
today too, there was just something in the atmosphere of the whole college that just
smelled of sex; raw, unadulterated sex, and Becky loved it.
We go now back to the English room where we last left Adam alone with his tutor Donna
(A Seemingly Normal College Ch.02). When we were last here, Adam received a handjob from
the girl he sits next to in the lesson, Debbie; the whole class watched them while the
tutor, Donna, their 27 blonde, hot bodied tutor, was out of the room. Donna had walked in,
just as Adam ejaculated; he began to think that she never suspected anything, but she had
asked him to stay behind after the rest of the group had left.
The room had now emptied but for Adam and Donna, Adam sat there quite uncomfortably, he
had been to clean himself up after Donna had given him a handjob, but he could still feel
a slight stickiness inside his trousers. Donna sat behind her desk, doing a small amount
of paperwork still. Finally she glanced up and smiled at Adam from behind her desk. 'Don't
worry, you're not in trouble Adam.' She smiled easily at him as she stood herself up from
behind the desk and moved round to where he was sat; he couldn't help but admire her as
she walked towards him. Her tight faded jeans emphasized her beautiful long legs and tight
ass, which jiggled slightly as she walked, the loose fitting cream sweatshirt she wore,
only barely managed to hide the swell of her obviously large breasts.
She made her way next to Adam, and sat down in the next chair; the one that Debbie had
been sat on when she gave Adam his handjob. Turning the chair so that she faced him, she
began to speak. 'Don't worry, it's just an informal chat I wanted with you.' Adam felt
himself relax, she wasn't suspiscious about the handjob after all. 'I wanted to tell you
that I'm very pleased with the progress you're making this year, your work has been
consistant and I can tell you put a lot of effort into your studies.'
'Thanks Donna' Adam replied, 'I like this lesson a lot, it's probably my favourite
lesson.' Adam replied honestly.
'That's because of all the girls you're with I bet.' She laughed in a friendly kind of
way, and as she leant forward slightly, she allowed her right hand to rest on Adam's thigh.
He felt the first stirrings of an erection as her gentle hands brushed against his thigh
and was surprised to find that even after she had stopped laughing, her hand remained
where it was. 'No, but seriously now.' Donna continued, 'I am very pleased with your work,
and I just wanted to get your impressions of the lesson.'
'I really like this lesson,' Adam replied. 'Honestly I do, I think the other students are
all very friendly, and I think your teaching skills are excellent.'
'Aww, thank you very much.' Donna replied, 'it's awful hot in here don't you think?'
'Umm, yeah, kinda.' Adam spoke, as he replied, he noticed she was removing the loosed
fitting sweatshirt she had on, he couldn't help but stare as it pulled up the bottom of
her t-shirt with it; she had a perfectly flat midriff, Adam could see quite a bit of
flesh, way up oer the belly button and felt his dick growing even stiffer at the sight.
Finally, she removed her sweatshirt, she had done it in an almost erotic, sensual way, and
she tossed her hair free of it at the end, like in a shampoo advert. Her pink t-shirt fell
back into place, but was tight enough to show off her glorious breasts which stood pert
and proud on her chest.
'I hope you don't mind, it's just I was quite hot.' Adam didn't mind at all, the only
problem was, she'd removed her hand from his lap. Donna began to talk with Adam about
college life and his studies in general. Adam barely noticed as Donna slipped her pretty
little feet
out of her trainers. 'Can I rest my feet on your lap Adam?' She smiled at
him, a slightly more flirtatious and sexy smile than he'd seen on her before.
'Ummm, sure, why not?' Adam was slightly confused, but his dick was once again growling in
his trousers, ready for action; the way he was sat barely disguised the lump there.
'Good, it's more relaxed this way,' she spoke as she placed her pretty little feet,
which were covered by a pair of little pink ankle socks, onto his lap. They immediately
pushed up against his fully erect dick, her right foot softly stroked up and down the
length, whether she was doing it on purpose or not, Adam didn't know, but it felt good.
'So do you like Debbie then?' Donna asked, much to Adam's obvious surprise.
'Ummm, how do you mean?' Adam questioned, treading carefully around the question.
'I mean, if the opportunity arose, then would you go for it?' Donna asked, her feet now
blatantly playing with his dick, which was still trapped in his trousers.
'I don't think I follow.' Adam replied, feeling himself blush.
'Ohh, i think you do. I know what you were up to earlier, I could smell the sex in the air
when I walked back in. Why don't you get yourself a bit more comfortable, you look all hot
and bothered; turn your chair this way.' Adam did as he was told, he now sat so he faced
her head on, her feet were now planted firmly in his
lap, the shaft of his cock in between her beautiful soles. 'Why don't you let it free?'
Adam needed no further hints, Donna moved her feet away for a moment so he could
unzip his fly and let his raging cock free from the restraints; it stood there, twitching
for a moment, before Donna moved her feet back in and gripped it with her
sock covered soles, the feeling of the soft cotton material on his dick sent sensations
coursing through his whole body.
'There now, that's more relaxed, now tell me Adam; who would you most want to fuck in this
group?'
'Ohh god,' Adam replied as her expert feet began to slide up and down his
length, 'you, I wanna fuck you so much, I have done since we first started.' Donna began
to gently work her toes over the head of his dick, the smooth material sending fantastic
waves of pleasure through him.
'Would you want to fuck my big tits, or my hot shaven pussy?' Donna said as she began to
squeeze her big breasts through the material of her tight pink t-shirt.
'Both, I'd wanna fuck your hot pussy, then your tits, then cum
all over your face.' Donna was now working Adam's dick at a faster rate, her expert feet one
minute playing with his balls, the next gripping his shaft like a vice, the next they
would gently toe the head of his prick which was now oozing precum. Adam didn't think he
would be able to last much longer.
Suddenly the door burst open. 'Shit,' Adam and Donna said in unison.
'Donna, you in here?' Came another female voice, Adam glanced towards the door, where he
saw another member of staff from the english department, Adam couldn't remember her name,
but knew her from sight. Who wouldn't, she was incredibly sexy, just slightly younger
looking than Donna, she had long, naturally curly blonde hair, a body to die for, with
fair sized breasts and long, slender legs and pretty little feet.
She, unlike Donna, flaunted her body every day, loving the attention that students gave
her. Today she wore a baby blue t-shirt which had a seductively low v-neck, so much so
that her cleavage was heavily emphasized; she also wore quite a short matching skirt and
her sexy tanned legs were bare. On her feet she wore a pair of open toed
heels, her toes were painted red. She immediately realised what was going on, 'oh, alright
then, hey, don't stop on my behalf.'
Adam had half lost his erection at the shock of another person walking in, but when Donna
continued to pleasure him with her sock clad feet, it soon grew to it's full size
again. The other tutor had by this time gone to the door and locked it. Donna began to
talk to her while she brought Adam off as if nothing was out of the ordinary. 'So anyways
Becky, what are you doing here?' The other tutor was called Becky, the name rang a bell
now to Adam; Becky Stevens, another English tutor.
'I'm just here to tell you about a staff meeting that's been called, Lauren wants the
heads of all the departments to attend.' Donna was actually the head of the English
department, 'but it can wait ten minutes I suppose.' Becky turned to Adam, 'hey, that's
quite a big dick there, you mind if I join in?'
'Ummm... no.' Was about the extent to which Adam could form a response; Becky didn't even
wait for a response anyway before she began to strip herself off. She quickly hooked her
thumbs under her top and lifted it clean over her head, shaking her hair free; her bra
less tits jiggled sexily on her chest, he noticed she had large pink nipples. Following
the top came the skirt, which she easily slide down her smooth, toned legs, kicking it off
into the corner somewhere, leaving her stood in a little white thong and her heels.
By now, Donna too had removed her pink t-shirt, revealing her even larger, bare chest, her
nipples stood big and erect on her breasts. Now she removed her feet from
Adam's crotch, much to his dismay, and stood to her feet too; quickly unbuttoning and
removing her jeans, tossing them into a pile somewhere. Adam couldn't believe it when he
realised his English tutor went commando; her pretty little shaven pussy was completely
exposed and glistened with her moisture. Adam looked back over at Becky, who had also
removed her thong, revealing a slightly hairier, but still well maintained pussy. Both
tutors were now fully nude, except for the little pink socks which Becky still wore on her
sexy feet,
and both looked incredibly hot.
Becky moved towards Donna's desk and with one swift movement, cleared it of it's contents,
sending piles of paper flying across the room, with pencils pens and a paperweight. She
then proceeded to lay herself atop the desk; her legs bent at the knees and dangling over
the edge, so that her pussy was as close to the edge of the desk as possible. 'Come fuck
me big boy.' She growled huskily towards Adam, who stood to his feet.
Quickly he stripped himself naked, tossing his clothes in a pile and hastily made his way
to where she was. She lifted and spread her legs so that Adam could get in, and then
rested her smooth calfs on his shoulders as he pressed his way inside her tight wet slit.
'Ohhh, god,' she moaned as she felt Adam's fair sized head pushing at the folds of her wet
pussy.
Adam felt how tight she was as he began to push all of his length inside her sweet little
cunt. Her moaning grew gradually louder as he forced more inside of her, until he filled
he completely, feeling his ball sack pressing just below her pussy. Slowly he withdrew
until only his head was inside her pussy, then he began to push back inside; repeating the
process until he built up a slow rhythm. Becky began to moan softly each time Adam thrust
his full length inside her, her pussy growing wetter and wetter, lubricating her tunnel
for his dick.
Donna had grown hornier and wetter, watching the display between her student and workmate
decided she wanted in on the action, she made her way behind her desk and managed to
clamber up on top of it too; shuffling herself down until her knees rested on either side
of Becky's head, her body facing Adam's, and her shaven, soaking pussy, inches from
Becky's face. Becky's moaning was growing louder and more passionate as her orgasm
approached, and each time she moaned, Donna felt the rush of air directly on her pussy,
sending jolts of pleasure through her body; slowly she began to lower her shaven pussy
onto her colleague's waiting tongue.
Adam watched with pleasure as his tutor lowered her shaven mound onto the woman he was
fucking's face; saw Becky snake her tongue out to explore Donna's fleshy folds; saw the
look of ecstasy as Donna's tongue parted Becky's pink lips and delved into the moist
nether regions of her pussy. Adam began to fuck Donna's pussy faster now, causing her big
breasts to jiggle up and down on her chest as she began to moan louder, her tongue
frantically darting in and out of Donna's pussy. Donna reached down and began to play with
Becky's tits as she felt her own orgasm approaching thanks to the expert tongue treatment
she was receiving between her legs.
They managed to keep up this flow for a few more minutes, Becky's tongue now working on
Donna's swollen clit, while Becky moved her own hand in between her legs to play with her
own clit. The two women came simultaneously, as Adam fucked Becky's tight love tunnel, she
worked herself to orgasm with her fingers; when she came, her whole body began to tremble,
her legs crossing behind Adam's head and pulling him deeper inside; her pussy began to
squirt juices all over, it pooled up underneath her asshole and went trickling over the
edge of the desk. Her ecstacic moans were drowned out and mainly lost as Donna ground her
own pussy down on her face; she felt the tremors from Becky's orgasm and felt her rush of
breath coursing through her own pussy lips; the vibrations sent her over the edge and she
released a torrent of her girl goo all over Becky's face. She thought she might pass out
with the strength of her orgasm but managed to steady herself by grabbing to the edge of
the desk.
Adam knew he could not last much longer; when he felt Becky's orgasm subsiding, he removed
his cock from her sloppy cunt, which was still leaking out juices. After both women had
stopped cumming themselves, they scooted down off of the desk, and knelt on the carpeted
floor in front of Adam's cock; wasting no time, they began to work on him with their
tongues; sucking and licking his member, while at the same time, their own tongues met in
a passionate display of lesbianism.
As Donna's head bobbed up and down his shaft, he felt her tongue running circles around
his head; he knew he could last no more, grabbing her head, he forced the full length of
his member into her throat as he felt the first wad of his cum
shooting up his shaft. It spurted out, jetting deep inside of Donna's throat; as he began
to shoot his load, he removed his dick from her mouth and began to coat both women with
his cum.
He shot a load that blasted Becky from her eyelid to her chin, he began to aim for the two
beatiful women's breasts; spraying his load across their globes, he watched as they began
to rub it in, licking up whatever they could.
Finally he was spent, and he felt his dick shrinking to it's original size; he looked down
at the women who knelt before him, both were plastered with his cum;
it was in their hair, dribbling down their faces and it coated their tits. He had never
cummed so hard or so much in his life. Sexily, the two teachers began to clean each other
up, licking the seed from each other's tits and faces; their tongues meeting and dancing
erotically as they slowly cleaned each other.
Eventually everybody stood to their feet, Adam had replaced his clothes
and was standing awkwardly in front of the two naked teachers. The two teachers slowly
began to dress each other, finally, everyone was once again dressed; the whole room
smelled of sex, and there were wet spots on the carpet and a pool of Becky's juices still
on the desk. 'Well, I suppose I'd better get to this meeting then,' Donna spoke at last.
She turned to face Adam. 'I'm so glad we had this little chat Adam, maybe next time, we
can involve Debbie in the chat.' She winked at hims sexily as she made her way out of the
classroom with Becky as they headed off to the meeting with the headmistress.
Adam stood there for a few moments, reliving the events that had transpired with a smile
on his face; he couldn't wait until the next time he and Donna would be able to have a
nice little chat; the day was shaping up well for him and as he left the room, he wondered
what it was about today that was making everyone so horny.
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