20-05-2020, 10:03 PM
She splashed cold water on her face and studied the face that stared back at her in the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot, her lips dry, lipstick rubbed onto the cheeks, and her black hair ruffled. She recognised the face but not who the person had now become.
She followed the reflection's gaze down and looked at her bare tits. Not too big, not too small, as someone had once told her. She had always loved how supple they were. Now they were red after being slapped and squeezed, her dark nipples erect but sore.
Her gaze shifted down to her torso. Her skin was fair compared to most Indians, but nowhere close to that of her students. There were red marks all over her sides, and she could still feel the heat from the marks on her ass. She had made sure to maintain her figure since high college, doing her best at the gym everyday since her graduation five years ago.
She could not see any lower than her well-groomed patch of pubic hair and she was glad she had an excuse to not think about her pussy. Not after what it had gone through some time ago. She splashed her face again and stepped into the shower.
Kira was a history teacher at a private college, the youngest teacher there, being accepted for a job there right after she got qualified to teach at only twenty-three. She had always joked with her students how a daughter of immigrants had to teach a bunch of white Americans their history.
She started by only teaching freshmen, but had to take over for another teacher who was put to bed-rest after a skiing accident over Christmas, and hence also had to teach the seniors. She rather liked teaching the seniors, as the age difference between the students and her was smaller than that between her and the other teachers, as most of the class had already turned eighteen over the last semester.
Despite her attempts to not attract much attention, the boys in the class always seemed to stare at her ass. She disliked this for more reason than one and tried to her best to not highlight her curves with the clothes she wore.
Her small apartment was very close to the campus and so she was often asked to stay back after hours to help around. Usually she would just have to wait around in the teacher's lounge and be available in case any help was needed for the after-college activities. Sometimes, she would supervise detentions. She didn't mind it at all. She would just let the students talk to each other as long as they made no noise.
This day, she had to supervise two students for a two-hour long detention. Adam and Olivia. They had been a couple for the last two years and had been infamous for causing trouble.
"So, what are you in for today?" asked Kira, as the three of them settled down.
"We were missing from a class," answered Adam with a very obvious undertone of mischief. At 5'10, he was far from the biggest guy in his year, but was known for being the most shredded, whatever that meant.
"Oh, yeah? What were you doing? Nothing too naughty, I hope"
"Nothing like that, Miss Kira." Olivia responded. She encouraged her students to refer to her as that; most had trouble pronouncing her last name. "We were just chatting in by the basketball court and lost track of time."
Olivia was half a foot shorter than her boyfriend, the same height as Kira. Kira regarded at Olivia's figure, a little longer than she should have, and thought they shared the same dimension, though her own boobs were slightly bigger and ass rounder. She was proud that she could still compete with a teenager and beat her.
Though maybe she was being unfair. Both the students were in their uniforms. White shirts and green ties. He wore dark trousers and she wore a knee-high skirt and high socks. Both their blazers were hung on the backs of their chairs. Kira, meanwhile, wore denim jeans and a white top and a light cardigan.
"We were on camera, so they can't say we did something we did not," added Adam and then started a hushed conversation with Olivia. The two of them were no longer interested in speaking with Kira, and so she began marking assignments.
The first hour of the detention was very productive. Kira was able to mark five assignments and the lovebirds were able to chat for sixty minutes.
Most after-college activities had ended by then and soon the hallways became deserted. Once all the rumble outside had died down, the volume of the couple's conversation rose ever so slightly. Kira was about ask them to hush but stopped herself when she heard what they were saying.
"...babe, please. I'm not ready to risk this. Not so soon," whispered Olivia. Her eyes were pleading him to agree.
Kira couldn't help but listen to where the conversation was going.
"You're not listening," Adam retorted as loudly as he could without being loud. "I have needs, okay? I love you enough to not want to cheat on you. You cannot to this much for me?"
"I love you, babe, and I'm so glad you're ready to not cheat on me. But I don't think I'm ready for it yet."
Kira really wanted to know what they were talking about, and sure enough, the next sentence out of Adam's mouth answered it.
"Look, my cock has needs, okay? It needs to feel the inside of a pussy. No rubber between a pussy and my cock. I need to do it raw and I don't care that you're not on the pill. It can be any pussy, as far as my cock is concerned. It doesn't care!"
Kira knew she needed to chime in, so she did. "Listen, Adam. I couldn't help but hear your conversation. Let me tell you one thing. You two seem to have a really good relationship, and to keep it that way, you need to respect her boundaries."
Adam gave Kira a blank stare and before Olivia could add anything, he said, "Oh, yeah? What do you know about my cock and our relationship? Last I heard, you live alone in a small apartment."
"Don't say that, babe. She was just trying to help," said Olivia, trying to defend her teacher.
"It's alright, Olivia," said Kira. "You are young and hormonal. I can understand what you might be thinking, but you should give it time and do it only when both of you are comfortable."
"Is that why you're alone, Miss Kira? You're a stuck-up bitch like her?" retorted Adam.
"Watch your language, mister-" was all Kira could say before being interrupted.
"Yeah, that's right." Adam turned to Olivia and asked, "What if, and just hear me out, what if I raw dog her?"
Kira was bewildered by what she heard, or at least what she thought she heard. Though it was soon confirmed by Olivia.
"Yeah, that could work," said Olivia after a very small moment of thought. "And if you do it now, in front of me, it won't be cheating. You'll have my permission and I'll be able to see what happens."
Kira was now regretting being curious of where the conversation went. It had already become very inappropriate and she was not experienced enough to know how to handle it or what to say.
Adam stood up from his desk and walked up to Kira, followed by Olivia and all Kira could do was look at them with disbelief.
"What say, Miss Kira? My girl doesn't mind."
"I definitely don't."
"What are you talking about?" Kira was barely able to find words to express her disbelief. "Do you realise how inappropriate you are being? You could get expelled for even asking me to do something like that."
"No one would know, Miss Kira," said Olivia. "This room is at the end of the hallway so no one will pass by and the janitors are going to take a while to reach here. No cameras around, unlike the basketball court. Plus, we're all adults here."
"Regardless. I have the responsibility to report this."
"You won't report this," said Adam, smug as ever.
"Why not?"
"She's going to make us do this, isn't she?" said Adam to Olivia.
"Miss Kira, trust us. You will do this and not report a word to anyone. Please don't ask us why."
"Olivia, I would really like to know why. Please, enlighten me."
"Show her the pictures, babe."
Adam opened up a hidden album on his phone and handed it to Kira. She began swiping through the pictures and her face turned from annoyed to shock and disbelief.
"How- how did you get these? Did you click these?"
We were hanging out at the mall," said Adam. "She spotted you with that person and said that you looked happier than usual. We had nothing better to do that day, so we followed you back to your apartment."
"You should consider closing your window when things get hot, especially when you live on the ground floor," added Olivia.
"Why are you doing this?"
"I told you. My cock has needs."
Kira began swiping through photos again. Her face was now red. She remembered that day. It was about two weeks ago and she really was happy. She had made love all night that night, with a woman she met the week prior.
Having been raised in a very conservative house, Kira did not think she was ready to come out of the closet. If people knew that she was a lesbian, her parents would somehow find out and she was not ready to face them. Not yet.
She had been out with very few girls in her college days, had sex with even fewer. During her college days, however, she could not let anyone doubt her sexuality, so had slogged through a very uninteresting date to lose her virginity. It didn't matter to her though. Everyone thought she was straight, and that was more important.
Looking at the pictures, she was hit by what one might almost call nostalgia. The woman wanted to get serious about the relationship, and Kira didn't. These photos captured the last moments of when they were happy, almost euphoric, before they broke up the next morning.
As she reached the last photo, she realised that the photos had stopped only because the two women in them fell asleep. She looked back up at the two of them.
"Did you show this to anyone?"
"Of course not," said Adam. "That'd dilute the leverage."
"We all thought you were straight," added Olivia, taking back the phone. "We had seen you joking around with the other teachers, male teachers, and we thought that you were flirting with them."
"Please, I beg you, do not share this with anyone."
"You know how you can make sure that will never happen," said Adam, pointing at his crotch.
"You clearly know that I'm not into that," Kira tried to reason. "Please, don't make me do that."
"It's you who wants to pretend to be straight, god knows why," Olivia reasoned back. "This will help you believe that, and when you believe something about yourself, others believe that, too."
"What exactly do you want me to do, then?"
"Let me fuck your pussy raw."
Reluctantly, Kira stood up and began unbuttoning her jeans.
"Woah, woah," interrupted Adam, grabbing Kira's hands. "Not so soon. There's no reason to rush this."
"What do you mean? I just want to get this over with as soon as possible."
"As I said earlier, my cock has needs. Get down on your knees."
"What?" Kira looked at him with disbelief, and then glanced at Olivia, hoping that she would not want her boyfriend to do everything he'd like.
"Why are you looking at me, Miss Kira? Just get down on your knees. These things can take time."
With that, Adam pulled off Kira's cardigan and threw it on her chair and pushed her down on her knees. Kira did not resist. She just stared into the distance, trying to make sense of the situation.
If Adam wanted to have sex without a condom, and Olivia didn't, and neither wanted Adam to cheat, why were they so keen on trying to have sex with Kira? Keen enough to blackmail her into doing it. Were they planning on using those photos sometime later and just used it now instead?
Adam slapped Kira's face with his semi-hard cock and interrupted her train of thought. He had dropped his trousers and underwear down to his ankles. She hadn't seen many dicks, but now knew why Adam and Olivia may have lasted together this long. Despite not being fully hard, Adam's cock was about five-inches long already. Meanwhile, Olivia had brought a chair up to the teacher's desk and positioned herself to get the best view.
Adam held Kira's chin him his hand and pulled her mouth open. She eyed his cock as he slowly guided it into her mouth with his other hand, and then looked him in the eyes.
Once the tip was in her mouth, she began bobbing her head slowly, not sure what to do with her tongue. She had never given anyone head before.
"She's absolutely clueless," said Adam to Olivia.
Olivia sat there, smiling at what she saw. "You know what you have to do."
"Yes, ma'am." Adam looked down at Kira and grabbed the back of her head with both her hands, weaving his figures through the hair she had let down before detention. She shot him a worried look. "Get ready, bitch. This'll straighten you out."
With a very sudden movement, Adam pulled her head towards him, forcing her to take in his entire cock at once. This excited him enough to make his cock has hard as it could get. He could feel his cock almost touch the back of her throat and he let out a low grunt.
With her nose buried in Adam's pubes, Kira felt the cock in her mouth grow. Not just in length, but girth as well. She had no idea who big it had gotten, but what she knew was that it was hit the back of her throat and she was choking. Her eyes started watering up and she looked at Adam, Olivia and then back at Adam. Both of them were grinning wide.
Adam enjoyed the gagging sounds she had started making and the tears that she had blinked out were a cherry on the cake. He maintained the grip on her head and refused to let her pull back. He felt her tongue wiggling under his member, unsure what help it could be of.
Kira was helpless now. She was flapping her arms about, hitting Adam in the legs, but he would not budge. With all her might, she tried to push back, but that only made him pull her head in harder. Her lips were pressed against the base of the massive shaft in her mouth, but it could not stop the spit the began dripping out. It ran down along her chin and down to her neck. Soon, she could feel the collar of her top absorb some of that spit.
She did not know how long her face had been pressed against his crotch, but she could feel her neck tense up and her face turn red. Tears were now streaming out of her eyes, some were even caught by the pubes right in front of her face. She didn't have the energy to keep hitting him, so she did the only thing she could. She let out muffled screams accented by the loud gagging noises.
This only turned Adam on further, and made him want this to last as long as it could. Olivia was great at blowing him, and always made sure to make him cum. However, she did not like being controlled while doing it, she like being the one in control. Until now, Adam did not realise how much he liked controlling the mouth around his cock. Olivia saw this, too.
Before long, the sounds Kira made began to soften, until they were just an elongated deep hum. Adam knew he had to let go of her head soon. Her gags became louder and harder, and her spit began spilling out through her nose.
As he was about to let her go, Olivia stopped him. "Babe. Maybe count till ten before doing that."
Adam smiled back and obliged. As he counted, Kira's hum was almost inaudible, yet her gags were incredibly loud. So much spit spilled out of her mouth that it started dripping down Adam's thighs.
He finally let her go, not sure how much time had passed since he shoved her face in his crotch. Kira fell back down on her ass, gasping and panting for air, coughing and spitting out all that spit collected in her mouth. Her top was covered in her saliva and wet patches stuck to her skin. Her eyes were now blood-red, just like her face. She leaned against her table and slumped down. She had no energy despite all the adrenaline she felt coursing through her blood.
Adam stood breathing heavily, looking down at her.
"Why did you stop? Aren't you gonna facefuck her, babe?" Olivia was not sure why he stood there doing nothing.
Adam rubbed some of Kira's saliva strands hanging from his slick cock and then did not touch it. "Honestly, if I make one thrust in her mouth, I'm gonna spunk harder than you've ever made me." He saw her giving him a look. "I'm sorry. She was doing stuff with her tongue I'm sure she wasn't even aware of. It felt so good!"
"Then start stripping her. It'll take you down a notch."
Adam agreed and pulled Kira up onto her legs. She could barely stand straight and needed the support of her desk. She looked at Olivia, who was smiling at her, fidgeting with her brown hair. Then she looked back up to Adam. He smiled like the devil.
"Please, give me a moment," Kira managed to mumbled, but paid her no heed. He reached for her top and began pulling it up. She was of no help, either because she wanted to keep it on, or had no energy to even take it off.
"It'll be much easier if you just ripped it off. Show the dyke how strong a man can be, babe," Olivia said. It was all the motivation he needed.
He grabbed the white collar of the top and tore through it like hot knife through butter. Kira was wearing a black bra. He grabbed her boobs over the bra and began playing with them.
"Olivia, you've gotta feel these."
Olivia stood up and walked up to Kira. As Adam fondled the teacher's boobs, Olivia pulled the ripped top off from behind her and threw it onto the teacher's chair. She unhooked the bra and let it stay there while he played.
Olivia then walked back around in front of Kira, moving Adam aside. He hugged Olivia from behind her, careful not to let his cock touch her ass for the fear of cumming there and then. Olivia pulled down her teacher's bra and the teacher could do nothing but stare at her students and breathe heavily.
Olivia grabbed a bare tit with her hand and gently squeezed it. She liked what she felt. She was going to grab the other tit as well, but stopped herself.
"Pull her pants down and fuck her."
Once again, Adam obliged as Olivia made a clearing on the teacher's desk. Adam undid the jeans and pulled it down to Kira's ankles along with her black panties.
Adam pushed Kira's chair aside and leaned her down on to desk. She barely resisted, hoping that this would end soon. Her bare tits were squished against the cold wood of and her head just extended over the edge of the desk. As she peeped up ahead, she got the full view of her empty classroom. She had used her hands to soften the impact and now Olivia took them in hers and held tight.
Olivia pulled up her chair right in front of Kira's face and sat down. She had weaved her fingers through Kira's and raised them up next to her head.
Adam positioned himself behind Kira. One hand guided his cock and the other grabbed a bunch of Kira's hair and pulled back. Now her head was tilted up and she was facing Olivia. Olivia leaned in closer, tightening her grip on the teacher's hand.
Adam rubbed the tip of his cock on his teacher's pussy lips. She was ever so slightly wet, but Adam didn't care. His cock was still slick with spit.
"I never really liked you, Kira," said Olivia, softly. "I never liked the jokes you made about how we were unaware of our own history. I don't like the fact that you are a foreigner. I don't like that you're an Indian."
Kira didn't know what to say, or whether she could even speak. Her throat hurt. She just looked at her, her eyelids droopy.
"You think you're so cool because you're younger than the other teachers," Olivia continued. "Fuck you. You're just a lonely bitch thirsty for attention. You found it in high college boys. Congrats a bunch."
She glanced up at Adam. He was getting restless, afraid that he was going to lose his boner. He really wanted to fuck this pussy in front of her. Olivia knew she had to let him begin.
"Well, this is what happens when you seek attention in the wrong places. Especially when I don't like you for being an Indian lesbian, you fucking dyke."
She followed the reflection's gaze down and looked at her bare tits. Not too big, not too small, as someone had once told her. She had always loved how supple they were. Now they were red after being slapped and squeezed, her dark nipples erect but sore.
Her gaze shifted down to her torso. Her skin was fair compared to most Indians, but nowhere close to that of her students. There were red marks all over her sides, and she could still feel the heat from the marks on her ass. She had made sure to maintain her figure since high college, doing her best at the gym everyday since her graduation five years ago.
She could not see any lower than her well-groomed patch of pubic hair and she was glad she had an excuse to not think about her pussy. Not after what it had gone through some time ago. She splashed her face again and stepped into the shower.
Kira was a history teacher at a private college, the youngest teacher there, being accepted for a job there right after she got qualified to teach at only twenty-three. She had always joked with her students how a daughter of immigrants had to teach a bunch of white Americans their history.
She started by only teaching freshmen, but had to take over for another teacher who was put to bed-rest after a skiing accident over Christmas, and hence also had to teach the seniors. She rather liked teaching the seniors, as the age difference between the students and her was smaller than that between her and the other teachers, as most of the class had already turned eighteen over the last semester.
Despite her attempts to not attract much attention, the boys in the class always seemed to stare at her ass. She disliked this for more reason than one and tried to her best to not highlight her curves with the clothes she wore.
Her small apartment was very close to the campus and so she was often asked to stay back after hours to help around. Usually she would just have to wait around in the teacher's lounge and be available in case any help was needed for the after-college activities. Sometimes, she would supervise detentions. She didn't mind it at all. She would just let the students talk to each other as long as they made no noise.
This day, she had to supervise two students for a two-hour long detention. Adam and Olivia. They had been a couple for the last two years and had been infamous for causing trouble.
"So, what are you in for today?" asked Kira, as the three of them settled down.
"We were missing from a class," answered Adam with a very obvious undertone of mischief. At 5'10, he was far from the biggest guy in his year, but was known for being the most shredded, whatever that meant.
"Oh, yeah? What were you doing? Nothing too naughty, I hope"
"Nothing like that, Miss Kira." Olivia responded. She encouraged her students to refer to her as that; most had trouble pronouncing her last name. "We were just chatting in by the basketball court and lost track of time."
Olivia was half a foot shorter than her boyfriend, the same height as Kira. Kira regarded at Olivia's figure, a little longer than she should have, and thought they shared the same dimension, though her own boobs were slightly bigger and ass rounder. She was proud that she could still compete with a teenager and beat her.
Though maybe she was being unfair. Both the students were in their uniforms. White shirts and green ties. He wore dark trousers and she wore a knee-high skirt and high socks. Both their blazers were hung on the backs of their chairs. Kira, meanwhile, wore denim jeans and a white top and a light cardigan.
"We were on camera, so they can't say we did something we did not," added Adam and then started a hushed conversation with Olivia. The two of them were no longer interested in speaking with Kira, and so she began marking assignments.
The first hour of the detention was very productive. Kira was able to mark five assignments and the lovebirds were able to chat for sixty minutes.
Most after-college activities had ended by then and soon the hallways became deserted. Once all the rumble outside had died down, the volume of the couple's conversation rose ever so slightly. Kira was about ask them to hush but stopped herself when she heard what they were saying.
"...babe, please. I'm not ready to risk this. Not so soon," whispered Olivia. Her eyes were pleading him to agree.
Kira couldn't help but listen to where the conversation was going.
"You're not listening," Adam retorted as loudly as he could without being loud. "I have needs, okay? I love you enough to not want to cheat on you. You cannot to this much for me?"
"I love you, babe, and I'm so glad you're ready to not cheat on me. But I don't think I'm ready for it yet."
Kira really wanted to know what they were talking about, and sure enough, the next sentence out of Adam's mouth answered it.
"Look, my cock has needs, okay? It needs to feel the inside of a pussy. No rubber between a pussy and my cock. I need to do it raw and I don't care that you're not on the pill. It can be any pussy, as far as my cock is concerned. It doesn't care!"
Kira knew she needed to chime in, so she did. "Listen, Adam. I couldn't help but hear your conversation. Let me tell you one thing. You two seem to have a really good relationship, and to keep it that way, you need to respect her boundaries."
Adam gave Kira a blank stare and before Olivia could add anything, he said, "Oh, yeah? What do you know about my cock and our relationship? Last I heard, you live alone in a small apartment."
"Don't say that, babe. She was just trying to help," said Olivia, trying to defend her teacher.
"It's alright, Olivia," said Kira. "You are young and hormonal. I can understand what you might be thinking, but you should give it time and do it only when both of you are comfortable."
"Is that why you're alone, Miss Kira? You're a stuck-up bitch like her?" retorted Adam.
"Watch your language, mister-" was all Kira could say before being interrupted.
"Yeah, that's right." Adam turned to Olivia and asked, "What if, and just hear me out, what if I raw dog her?"
Kira was bewildered by what she heard, or at least what she thought she heard. Though it was soon confirmed by Olivia.
"Yeah, that could work," said Olivia after a very small moment of thought. "And if you do it now, in front of me, it won't be cheating. You'll have my permission and I'll be able to see what happens."
Kira was now regretting being curious of where the conversation went. It had already become very inappropriate and she was not experienced enough to know how to handle it or what to say.
Adam stood up from his desk and walked up to Kira, followed by Olivia and all Kira could do was look at them with disbelief.
"What say, Miss Kira? My girl doesn't mind."
"I definitely don't."
"What are you talking about?" Kira was barely able to find words to express her disbelief. "Do you realise how inappropriate you are being? You could get expelled for even asking me to do something like that."
"No one would know, Miss Kira," said Olivia. "This room is at the end of the hallway so no one will pass by and the janitors are going to take a while to reach here. No cameras around, unlike the basketball court. Plus, we're all adults here."
"Regardless. I have the responsibility to report this."
"You won't report this," said Adam, smug as ever.
"Why not?"
"She's going to make us do this, isn't she?" said Adam to Olivia.
"Miss Kira, trust us. You will do this and not report a word to anyone. Please don't ask us why."
"Olivia, I would really like to know why. Please, enlighten me."
"Show her the pictures, babe."
Adam opened up a hidden album on his phone and handed it to Kira. She began swiping through the pictures and her face turned from annoyed to shock and disbelief.
"How- how did you get these? Did you click these?"
We were hanging out at the mall," said Adam. "She spotted you with that person and said that you looked happier than usual. We had nothing better to do that day, so we followed you back to your apartment."
"You should consider closing your window when things get hot, especially when you live on the ground floor," added Olivia.
"Why are you doing this?"
"I told you. My cock has needs."
Kira began swiping through photos again. Her face was now red. She remembered that day. It was about two weeks ago and she really was happy. She had made love all night that night, with a woman she met the week prior.
Having been raised in a very conservative house, Kira did not think she was ready to come out of the closet. If people knew that she was a lesbian, her parents would somehow find out and she was not ready to face them. Not yet.
She had been out with very few girls in her college days, had sex with even fewer. During her college days, however, she could not let anyone doubt her sexuality, so had slogged through a very uninteresting date to lose her virginity. It didn't matter to her though. Everyone thought she was straight, and that was more important.
Looking at the pictures, she was hit by what one might almost call nostalgia. The woman wanted to get serious about the relationship, and Kira didn't. These photos captured the last moments of when they were happy, almost euphoric, before they broke up the next morning.
As she reached the last photo, she realised that the photos had stopped only because the two women in them fell asleep. She looked back up at the two of them.
"Did you show this to anyone?"
"Of course not," said Adam. "That'd dilute the leverage."
"We all thought you were straight," added Olivia, taking back the phone. "We had seen you joking around with the other teachers, male teachers, and we thought that you were flirting with them."
"Please, I beg you, do not share this with anyone."
"You know how you can make sure that will never happen," said Adam, pointing at his crotch.
"You clearly know that I'm not into that," Kira tried to reason. "Please, don't make me do that."
"It's you who wants to pretend to be straight, god knows why," Olivia reasoned back. "This will help you believe that, and when you believe something about yourself, others believe that, too."
"What exactly do you want me to do, then?"
"Let me fuck your pussy raw."
Reluctantly, Kira stood up and began unbuttoning her jeans.
"Woah, woah," interrupted Adam, grabbing Kira's hands. "Not so soon. There's no reason to rush this."
"What do you mean? I just want to get this over with as soon as possible."
"As I said earlier, my cock has needs. Get down on your knees."
"What?" Kira looked at him with disbelief, and then glanced at Olivia, hoping that she would not want her boyfriend to do everything he'd like.
"Why are you looking at me, Miss Kira? Just get down on your knees. These things can take time."
With that, Adam pulled off Kira's cardigan and threw it on her chair and pushed her down on her knees. Kira did not resist. She just stared into the distance, trying to make sense of the situation.
If Adam wanted to have sex without a condom, and Olivia didn't, and neither wanted Adam to cheat, why were they so keen on trying to have sex with Kira? Keen enough to blackmail her into doing it. Were they planning on using those photos sometime later and just used it now instead?
Adam slapped Kira's face with his semi-hard cock and interrupted her train of thought. He had dropped his trousers and underwear down to his ankles. She hadn't seen many dicks, but now knew why Adam and Olivia may have lasted together this long. Despite not being fully hard, Adam's cock was about five-inches long already. Meanwhile, Olivia had brought a chair up to the teacher's desk and positioned herself to get the best view.
Adam held Kira's chin him his hand and pulled her mouth open. She eyed his cock as he slowly guided it into her mouth with his other hand, and then looked him in the eyes.
Once the tip was in her mouth, she began bobbing her head slowly, not sure what to do with her tongue. She had never given anyone head before.
"She's absolutely clueless," said Adam to Olivia.
Olivia sat there, smiling at what she saw. "You know what you have to do."
"Yes, ma'am." Adam looked down at Kira and grabbed the back of her head with both her hands, weaving his figures through the hair she had let down before detention. She shot him a worried look. "Get ready, bitch. This'll straighten you out."
With a very sudden movement, Adam pulled her head towards him, forcing her to take in his entire cock at once. This excited him enough to make his cock has hard as it could get. He could feel his cock almost touch the back of her throat and he let out a low grunt.
With her nose buried in Adam's pubes, Kira felt the cock in her mouth grow. Not just in length, but girth as well. She had no idea who big it had gotten, but what she knew was that it was hit the back of her throat and she was choking. Her eyes started watering up and she looked at Adam, Olivia and then back at Adam. Both of them were grinning wide.
Adam enjoyed the gagging sounds she had started making and the tears that she had blinked out were a cherry on the cake. He maintained the grip on her head and refused to let her pull back. He felt her tongue wiggling under his member, unsure what help it could be of.
Kira was helpless now. She was flapping her arms about, hitting Adam in the legs, but he would not budge. With all her might, she tried to push back, but that only made him pull her head in harder. Her lips were pressed against the base of the massive shaft in her mouth, but it could not stop the spit the began dripping out. It ran down along her chin and down to her neck. Soon, she could feel the collar of her top absorb some of that spit.
She did not know how long her face had been pressed against his crotch, but she could feel her neck tense up and her face turn red. Tears were now streaming out of her eyes, some were even caught by the pubes right in front of her face. She didn't have the energy to keep hitting him, so she did the only thing she could. She let out muffled screams accented by the loud gagging noises.
This only turned Adam on further, and made him want this to last as long as it could. Olivia was great at blowing him, and always made sure to make him cum. However, she did not like being controlled while doing it, she like being the one in control. Until now, Adam did not realise how much he liked controlling the mouth around his cock. Olivia saw this, too.
Before long, the sounds Kira made began to soften, until they were just an elongated deep hum. Adam knew he had to let go of her head soon. Her gags became louder and harder, and her spit began spilling out through her nose.
As he was about to let her go, Olivia stopped him. "Babe. Maybe count till ten before doing that."
Adam smiled back and obliged. As he counted, Kira's hum was almost inaudible, yet her gags were incredibly loud. So much spit spilled out of her mouth that it started dripping down Adam's thighs.
He finally let her go, not sure how much time had passed since he shoved her face in his crotch. Kira fell back down on her ass, gasping and panting for air, coughing and spitting out all that spit collected in her mouth. Her top was covered in her saliva and wet patches stuck to her skin. Her eyes were now blood-red, just like her face. She leaned against her table and slumped down. She had no energy despite all the adrenaline she felt coursing through her blood.
Adam stood breathing heavily, looking down at her.
"Why did you stop? Aren't you gonna facefuck her, babe?" Olivia was not sure why he stood there doing nothing.
Adam rubbed some of Kira's saliva strands hanging from his slick cock and then did not touch it. "Honestly, if I make one thrust in her mouth, I'm gonna spunk harder than you've ever made me." He saw her giving him a look. "I'm sorry. She was doing stuff with her tongue I'm sure she wasn't even aware of. It felt so good!"
"Then start stripping her. It'll take you down a notch."
Adam agreed and pulled Kira up onto her legs. She could barely stand straight and needed the support of her desk. She looked at Olivia, who was smiling at her, fidgeting with her brown hair. Then she looked back up to Adam. He smiled like the devil.
"Please, give me a moment," Kira managed to mumbled, but paid her no heed. He reached for her top and began pulling it up. She was of no help, either because she wanted to keep it on, or had no energy to even take it off.
"It'll be much easier if you just ripped it off. Show the dyke how strong a man can be, babe," Olivia said. It was all the motivation he needed.
He grabbed the white collar of the top and tore through it like hot knife through butter. Kira was wearing a black bra. He grabbed her boobs over the bra and began playing with them.
"Olivia, you've gotta feel these."
Olivia stood up and walked up to Kira. As Adam fondled the teacher's boobs, Olivia pulled the ripped top off from behind her and threw it onto the teacher's chair. She unhooked the bra and let it stay there while he played.
Olivia then walked back around in front of Kira, moving Adam aside. He hugged Olivia from behind her, careful not to let his cock touch her ass for the fear of cumming there and then. Olivia pulled down her teacher's bra and the teacher could do nothing but stare at her students and breathe heavily.
Olivia grabbed a bare tit with her hand and gently squeezed it. She liked what she felt. She was going to grab the other tit as well, but stopped herself.
"Pull her pants down and fuck her."
Once again, Adam obliged as Olivia made a clearing on the teacher's desk. Adam undid the jeans and pulled it down to Kira's ankles along with her black panties.
Adam pushed Kira's chair aside and leaned her down on to desk. She barely resisted, hoping that this would end soon. Her bare tits were squished against the cold wood of and her head just extended over the edge of the desk. As she peeped up ahead, she got the full view of her empty classroom. She had used her hands to soften the impact and now Olivia took them in hers and held tight.
Olivia pulled up her chair right in front of Kira's face and sat down. She had weaved her fingers through Kira's and raised them up next to her head.
Adam positioned himself behind Kira. One hand guided his cock and the other grabbed a bunch of Kira's hair and pulled back. Now her head was tilted up and she was facing Olivia. Olivia leaned in closer, tightening her grip on the teacher's hand.
Adam rubbed the tip of his cock on his teacher's pussy lips. She was ever so slightly wet, but Adam didn't care. His cock was still slick with spit.
"I never really liked you, Kira," said Olivia, softly. "I never liked the jokes you made about how we were unaware of our own history. I don't like the fact that you are a foreigner. I don't like that you're an Indian."
Kira didn't know what to say, or whether she could even speak. Her throat hurt. She just looked at her, her eyelids droopy.
"You think you're so cool because you're younger than the other teachers," Olivia continued. "Fuck you. You're just a lonely bitch thirsty for attention. You found it in high college boys. Congrats a bunch."
She glanced up at Adam. He was getting restless, afraid that he was going to lose his boner. He really wanted to fuck this pussy in front of her. Olivia knew she had to let him begin.
"Well, this is what happens when you seek attention in the wrong places. Especially when I don't like you for being an Indian lesbian, you fucking dyke."
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