He looked up from his crossword, frowning deeply. “What? Together? Of course not.”
“It's about like, feminine needs, sir. We really have to attend to them.”
Mr. Strong sighed, setting his pencil down. “You have five minutes. But not a second longer.”
Seconds later, they were both in the bathroom. Quickly, Cindy handed Audrey a pair of sexy white knee-socks and a pair of teensy tiny denim shorts.
“Put these on,” said Cindy.
Audrey, hurrying for her very way of life, did as she was told without any argument. She tried to ignore the building bud of anticipation swelling in her pussy—the hot, wet feeling that was taking over several portions of her thinking. In this outfit, she and Cindy looked like they had planned their whole day together. Her socks slid all the way up to her knees—clearly a sexy Lolita-esque girly girl look. The denim shorts were practically sprayed on—it was a good thing Audrey was in terrific shape.
Cindy handed her finally a cherry-red lollypop and a pair of sunglasses.
“To complete the look. And so like, he can't see you doubting yourself. And if you're weirded out, just suck on the lollypop instead of saying something.”
“Oh,” said Audrey. “Good idea.”
She took both, slipping the sunglasses on. She and Cindy both looked at each other in the wide bathroom mirror.
They were, Audrey had to admit, killer hot. Mr. Strong had no idea what was coming.
“Follow my lead, babes,” Cindy sang out, strutting out the bathroom.
As soon as Cindy entered the classroom, she went to work, strutting hotly, and elaborately licking her lollypop. Her pink, hot little tongue dragging over the round candied surface.
“Misterrrr Jaaaacobs,” Cindy said, strutting down the aisle of desks. “Could you help us, please?”
“Help you?” He smiled. “Certainly. Your seats are right over there.” He pointed.
Audrey, nervous as could be, anxiously sucked on her lollypop. The cherry flavor was cool and fruity in her mouth.
“No, that that, silly!” Cindy giggled, right next to his desk now, bending over so he could see straight down into her cleavage. “It’s just that like, we both really need to leave, and—”
He cleared his throat. “You should have thought about that before you decided to act up in class.”
Cindy, contrite, nodded big, her eyes wide. Slowly, she started running the sticky, translucent surface of the lollypop down her neck and to her cleavage. “Oh, for deffos! Totes! But like, isn’t there...anything we can do to convince you to let us go early?”
“Something like what?” From the stern-yet-amused look on his face, it seemed as though he knew exactly what was happening, but was willing, for the time being, to see how far Cindy would actually take it.
With a series of giggles, abandoning her lollypop to the ground, Cindy slid up on his desk and began stroking the long, soft, young skin of her legs.
“I dunno...something that like, a strong man does with a totally cool, discreet girl who knows a good thing when she sees it?”
“Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting, ?”
Leaning over and sliding across his desk, Cindy’s hands landed on his crotch. Her mouth pressed up against his ear. Her soft young tits crushed hard on his thick arm. Audrey's eyes, hidden by the sunglasses, were stark wide. She couldn't stop sucking down the lollypop...and couldn't help but imagine, just a little bit, that it was a big, fat cock.
Mr. Strong's cock, in fact.
“Please?” Cindy whispered desperately. “Fuck me and let us leave?”
Mr. Strong stood up, pushing Cindy aside, walked past Audrey, and locked the door to the classroom, putting the key in his pocket. Then he shut the blinds.
“Very well,” he said, clapping his hands. “Who wants to go first?”
First? Oh god, though Audrey. He was planning on fucking both of them?
Audrey raised her hand, concern dotting her gorgeous face. “Um, Mr. Strong?”
“You? All right, then.”
“No way! I mean, it’s Cindy. It’s only Cindy. We decided.”
He shook his head. “That’s not the way out of this place, dear. It’s all or nothing.”
Audrey gulped.
Cindy, for her part, was already preparing herself. She had hopped up onto the desk, clearing it off entirely. Her sexy, tanned legs were opened wide, and her shocking pink panties were already in her mouth, stretched out by one beckoning hand.
“Come here, Sir,” she purred. “Come and fuck me like a real man can.”
If Audrey didn’t know better, and she wasn’t entirely sure that she didn’t, she would have suspected that Cindy was enjoying herself!
Quickly, Mr. Strong dropped his pants to the ground, revealing his sculpted ass and his...oh man. His cock.
Audrey gasped, seeing it. Oh god. It just wasn’t fair!
As if it wasn’t enough that he already had them trapped in this insane situation, and as if it wasn’t enough that he had practically announced his desire to fuck them for a long time coming—now Audrey knew that his cock, his beast-like, enormous, stud-god cock was the sexiest thing she had ever seen in her life. Her entire body was flooded with heat.
He was already hard, just from looking at her and Cindy. God. He was so enormous. His cock was like a pole made of meat.
She sat down on the nearby desk, eyes wide, dreamily making googly-eyes at it. She wanted to doodle in her notebook about marrying it. God. It was so fucking big. She felt like he could tear down buildings with it.
Fuck. He was going to tear down her with it.
Without any foreplay—as if it were something he had done a thousand times before, he stepped up to Cindy and spread her legs even wider. Grabbing the cheerleader's hips, he pushed hard inside her tight young pussy. Hot pussy juices from Cindy's clear arousal leaked down to the desk. Cindy moaned out in instant bliss.
“Oh fuck, you’re so big!”
Audrey watched as he thrust into Cindy's eager hole. Cindy stared up at him with open need, panting and desperate. His hands came up to her top and ripped her shirt away. Thick, strong, male fingers climbed up Cindy's heavy breasts, kneading into her nipples.
Excited now, whimpering, Audrey sat down and just watched. She was more than a bit stunned, but even so, she couldn't help touching herself as she watched the proceedings. It was so fucking hot, watching that slut Cindy get that hard cock inside of her.
Mr. Strong continued to fuck her ruthlessly as Audrey watched and touched her clit. Fuck, oh fuck. He was drilling her soooo hard!
“I’m gonna cum,” he growled in Cindy’s ear.
“Oh fuck,” Cindy said, her eyes growing wide.
“Oh fuck!” Audrey moaned, watching and sucking hard on her lollypop now.
He grunted out in between thrusts, “I’m gonna—gonna—gonna cum right in your fucking hot cunt.”
“Oh god! Oh goddd!!” Cindy moaned.
Mr. Strong threw his head back, grunting and panting, spasming uncontrollably inside of Cindy's pussy. Cindy, for her part, seemed to have orgasmed the same time he did, a happy, serene smile of purest pleasure decorating her pretty face.
Breathless and sweaty, covered in Mr. Strong's cum, Cindy tumbled to the ground. Giggling and humming little happy tunes, she crawled over right next to where Audrey was sitting.
“He came...came right inside of me,” Cindy said, her lips dancing along the knee socks on Audrey's legs. “God, there was sooo much of it. So fucking much cum. I’ve never...never ever felt so much.”
Mr. Strong smiled, as happy as Audrey had ever seen him. Looking over at his creampie-filled prize, he leaned back on the desk, eminently satisfied.
Staring up at Audrey lustily, Cindy kissed the brunette's legs suddenly. Audrey didn't know how to pull away, how to tell her to stop. Instead, she just kept licking her lollypop, her eyes big behind the sunglasses.
Once more, Cindy giggled. “God, I’m probably pr
eggos for deffos. You nasty man. You fucking owned my cunt.”
Mr. Strong nodded. “Damn right.”
Slipping a dainty pair of fingers into her cunt, Cindy scooped out a serving of shiny, glistening cum and sucked it down.
“Go on, Audrey,” Cindy moaned. “He’s really good. He’ll fuck you just right.”
Apprehension gripped Audrey hard. She...she couldn't. She couldn't! He had fucked Cindy so very hard...there was no way Audrey could handle such a fucking!
Audrey stood up, Cindy still wrapped around her legs. She shook her head.
Frowning, Mr. Strong beckoned her over. “Come here.”
“N-no,” said Audrey. “No, I won’t. You...you already got what you wanted. I won’t do it!”
She grabbed Cindy’s hand, and started running out of the room.
Except...nothing happened. Cindy wouldn't move. A cold, dark gleam had entered Cindy’s eyes.
“No...” whispered Audrey, with sudden dread and realization.
This had been the plan, all along. This wouldn't have happened if it weren't for Cindy's actions...and Cindy had almost certainly been directed by Mr. Strong.
Gripping Audrey’s hand hard, Cindy tugged the brunette down to the ground with her. The sunglasses and lollypop got knocked away. Withing seconds, the cheerleader had Audrey’s body fully intertwined with her legs.
“No!” Audrey moaned, tears forming in her eyes.
She didn’t know why she was protesting so hard. More for show than anything else. The truth was, Cindy was totally hot. And if this had been some kind of elaborate plan just to have Mr. Strong fuck her...
Wow. That would be EXTRA hot. Audrey whimpered, not knowing if it was from lust or desperation.
Kicking and turning, she managed to squirm out of Cindy’s grip and made it to the door—but it was locked, of course.
“No, no,” Audrey moaned, sliding down into the corner next to the door. “No, no, no.”
Cindy crawled forward, a sultry, cum-dripping smile on her face.
“We tried it the nice way, Audrey...”
“Oh my god! You-y-you planned this! All of this!”
“That’s right. I’m his happy little fuckpet. He fucks me so good, Audrey. I just had to convince some other girls to fuck him too. “
“Oh my god...Cindy...that’s so...that’s so fucking evil...”
Cindy giggled happily. “I know, right? He makes it all okay, though. His cock is so wonderful, Audrey. You have to try it. I promise you’ll love it. You’ll love it just like I do...”
Mr. Strong approached, thumping forward. Every step sounded out Audrey’s doom. And yes, every step made her hot teen pussy pulse with need. Fuck, why did she want this so much? They were practically forcing it on her—but she was so fucking turned on!
As Audrey buried herself deeper in the corner, Mr. Strong pressed his semi-hard shaft forward. His hot, thick cock slid across her beautiful young cheek. Soft, hot breaths from Audrey’s mouth pushed against his expanding meat.
Cindy had climbed next to her, pushing her hands up Audrey's legs and getting rid of her tiny denim shorts. Quickly after that, Cindy slid her fingers into Audrey's now-soaking-wet slit. Audrey gasped, licking her lips as Mr. Strong's cock pressed harder on her cheek.
“Take it in,” purred Cindy. “Go on, baby.”
All of Audrey's young hot body felt like it was on fire.
“It’s just...it’s just, I’ve never been fucked before, Mr. Strong,” said Audrey, looking up with a bit of terror. “Not anywhere.”
“Good. I like virgin throats...and virgin cunts.”
And, with Cindy hotly fingering Audrey’s pussy, Mr. Strong pushed his enormity deep inside Audrey’s throat. Lust spilled out of her body almost instantly, overwhelming her. The hot ridges of his cock dragged hard over her lips slowly, perfectly, and each new inch inside of her made her feel more whole. More complete.
Moving in and out—both Cindy and Mr. Strong—Audrey was being fucked completely. All she was to them was some hot face, some hot pussy to be entered and played with.
Fuck, that was so hot.
Mr. Strong's scent was so strong, so manly. It pushed up hard into her nose as Cindy dropped little kisses on Audrey's neck. His shaft, finally, exited her mouth entirely, the head tracing sticky wet lines around her lips.
“You’ve been facefucked like a real woman, now,” Cindy purred. “You did soooo good, baby.”
“Up, now,” said Mr. Strong.
Apparently, she didn't react quickly enough—he picked her up by the hair and dragged her back over to the desk, pushing her down on top of it. She was bent over the desk—just like she had imagined he would do to her.
Just like with Cindy, he wasted no time. Her cunt was already dripping and ready thanks to Cindy's hot fingering. Gripping her hips hard, he thrust his big, hot cock directly into her tight teen cunt.
Audrey knew that, as he straddled her thighs, he was simply savoring how she looked. The tight fabric of her panties hung around her ankles. Her teensy chiffon sweater top, barely holding her luscious breasts in place, so snug against her chest. The svelte, lithe tone of her bare stomach, her small shoulders almost entirely uncovered. Then - before she even realized what he was doing—Audrey felt a tug on her top as Mr. Strong took a firm hold of the fabric and tugged, exposing her chest entirely!
Her hot, round tits bounced free of the sweater as she squirmed underneath Mr. Strong's grasp. He slapped her ass, hard, to keep her in place.
She turned to look at him—his gaze practically mocking her—her long hair shifting down across her now-naked shoulders. But Mr. Strong wasn't looking at her eyes anymore. His big cockhead slid over the folds of her pussy, wettening it more and more. Audrey tried to remind herself that she had to do this—that her very future was resting on her performing for Mr. Strong.
“Oh-” Audrey’s hands slid up her own hotly muscled back, resting on his grip on her ass, her face ground hard into the desk. “Mr. Strong...” her moan trailed into nothingness as she bit her lip, needing him in her.
Mr. Strong slapped her ass again, enjoying the young firmness there, squeezing hard. He would leave bruises. He didn't care.
“Mmm?” he intoned inquiringly, looking up as her fingers curled around his hard hand again.
Audrey shook her head, remaining silent. But just a moment later, she squealed in surprise as his hand slapped down again, even harder this time. Her scream was audible probably even in the hall outside.
“What a hot little babe,” he said, smiling wryly, watching Audrey trying and failing to hide how turned on she was.
Her cheeks blushed bright red, so embarrassed. Cindy had slid up next to her, landing kisses on her neck and face.
“So hot, he said,” purred Cindy. “You're so lucky he's spanking you so good.”
“You're gonna learn who's in charge here, princess,” he said to Audrey, smacking her ass again.
“Yeah,” moaned Cindy. “Teach her, Sir! Get her pregnant like me!”
P-pregnant? Oh god! Of course! Audrey felt low terror running through her mind.
“N-no,” Audrey cried, squirming on the desk “I've ch-changed my mind. I've ch-hanged...”
Effortless, he shoved his immense meat inside of her.
Oh god Audrey thought to herself, Oh god!
“Oh god!” she screamed in sudden ecstasy.
Her body,so tightly wound with terror and arousal, came almost instantly as he roughly thrust inside of her. It was like he had torn through such a barrier that the release could only result in the release of all her control, all her temperance. She loved it. She was so glad she hadn't really protested.
“Shush,” grunted Mr. Strong, condescending, still pressing down on her even as he pulled back on her hair to bend her backward.
Just like that—like it was nothing—she had cum, hard and furious, staring up at him in open, abject bliss. Her beautiful jaw working up and down in total surprise and rapture.
“Take it, you slut,” Cindy called out gleefully, now happily smacking Audrey's ass in tune with Mr. Strong's thrusts.
Mr. Strong just tugged on Audrey's hair even harder.
Audrey sniffed, looking at herself, her situation. She had to get him to cum soon. She had to get out of there, still!
“N-n-nnnn... yes!” Audrey cried, his strokes giving her even more pleasure than ever. It was potent, so fierce! “Take me!”
Grunting with pleasure, Mr. Strong sped up. Self-satisfaction rushed over Audrey—she was pleasing him! She was pleasing this awesome, ripped stud. That was...that was her duty, now.
It was so easy and simple to believe that, that she had to do this. Even though...deep down, she knew she wanted to. She wanted him to fill her up just like he had filled up Cindy.
As the bliss overtook her body, a brainstorm of rationalization flooded her mind.
Her father would never kick her off the trust if she had a child to take care of. He would be too embarrassed to let his own grandchild starve.
And somewhere in her brain was immense relief that she could explain it like that—that her primal, biological lust for being filled and bred wasn’t just because she was enormously turned on by the thought of having babies.
Even though, god help her, she totes was.
“Oh my god,” Audrey moaned. “Please don’t pull out! Please don’t! Oh my god, please fill me up, please!”
“Oh fuck,” he groaned. “Fuck. Really?”
“Really, yes! I need your baby in me! I need you to get me so fucking pregnant!”
Thrusting into her hard enough to bruise her knees on the desk, he slapped her ass hard and gripped even harder. Pushing his mighty length all the way inside of her, he came hard, shooting his hot, white seed deep into her body.
Audrey came again, moaning hard, moaning out even more cries of admiration for Mr. Strong's hot, big cock and his warm, amazing seed filling up her body.
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