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The Adventures of Lance - Chapter 2 (mF,mFF,oral)
By SensualKink (senskin@gmail.com)

Note: I typically populate my fantasies - at least partially -
with celebrities. Rather than give them phony names in the
story, I prefer to just use their real name to avoid 
confusion. 

Chapter 2

A snapshot of Lance. He was 14 and lanky. He was in really good
shape because he was on the swim team but he wasn't obviously
muscular or burly. His hair was of medium length and somewhat
unkempt as was the style. It often fell over his brown eyes.
He was not bad looking but his face looked like it was still
in the process of changing from boy to man. It was unclear if
Lance would be handsome or plain as a man. 

He was not at all popular but that had a lot more to do with 
his upbringing than his looks. He was from a very poor family
and he lived with his dad and his two sisters. His family was
typical white trash and his sisters were mean and loose. His
father was a big, angry man and a notorious alcoholic. It was
a well known fact that his mother had run off with the former
school librarian. She had gone "lesbo". Add to this that Lance
was awkward both physically and socially, and you can understand 
why he was mercilessly ridiculed and shunned. 

In something of a daze, Lance went to his English class which 
had already started. He took his seat, unable to dismiss the
vivid images of Mr. Myers. Lance kept seeing the coach kissing
and licking his balls and cock. He could see Myers' cock as
well and Lance felt a thrill of excitement each time he 
remembered the feeling of the coach's thick, hot cum leaping
out of the inviting hole in his swollen head and splashing
all over Lance's throbbing cock. Lance felt his cock stirring 
again as he remembered the warm, sticky liquid oozing over
his skin. 

He found himself looking around nervously as questions began
to swirl in his mind about whether he was gay. Without
knowing it, Lance had been rubbing the semi-bulge in his pants.
He heard soft voices tittering and giggling and, to his 
horror, he turned to see two of his classmates watching him
rub his crotch. Miley Cyrus and Emily Osment sat right beside 
each other and they were motioning toward him and whispering 
to each other. 

Neither one of them was among the most popular girls but they
were a tier below that. Which put them miles above Lance's 
social status. They both acted too goofy and had no reputation
for being sexually active. They may have entered the top echelons
of social status anyway, except that their bodies were still 
more girlish than womanly. This kept them from being amongst
the pantheon of hot females in school but Lance still put them
in the category of "I-would-give-my-left-nut-to-go-out-with-
them". 

For the first time Lance began to have vivid sexual thoughts
about both of them. Lance didn't consider Miley that good
looking but he was now vividly picturing her pouty lips 
kissing all over his balls and cock. She was kind of a bitch
so Lance found it very appealing to imagine a devoted, adoring
look in her eyes as her lips slid down his huge cock. 

Lance furtively looked back at them both when he realized he had
almost started rubbing his now-aching cock again. And when he did
so his heart leapt at the glance he got of Emily's profile. 
Adrenaline surged through his body as he looked at the soft skin
of her cheek and neck from across the room. 

Lance felt his heart hammering as he gazed at her painted pink
lips and saw the hint of cleavage in her frilly, low-cut blouse.
She may not have "hooters" but she definitely had tits. A hint
of belly showed as she turned back and forth to whisper to Miley.
Lance's eyes traced the lines of her ass and legs then widened
at the stretch of smooth back she showed when she arched her back.

He found himself imagining watching her strip naked. Her body was
lithe but her breasts swelled at her chest. Lance suddenly now
recalled that Emily had a shapely ass not at all in keeping with
her 'girlish' figure. He swallowed hard imagining what it would 
be like if she modelled it for him naked then licked her finger
and touched it to her soft, white, tender cheek and made it
wiggle slightly. Lance's poor cock was throbbing madly as he
began to imagine the things he would like to do to Emily's 
body. Without realizing it, his hand slid to the top of his leg
again and rubbed his aching penis. More giggles snapped him
out of his reverie and he realized he was not only rubbing 
himself again but he was still gazing at Emily.

Lance quickly moved his hand and tried to pay attention to what
was going on in class. His teacher, Patricia Richardson, was
writing on the board and reminding the class where they were in the
play they were reading. This didn't help to take his mind off
Miley and Emily teasing him in faux whispers, "Hey Lance! Do
you have crabs or something?" 

Several other students were giggling as well. Lance tried to 
focus on his teacher and - when he did - he found himself
noticing for the first time how attractive she was. She was
wearing a beige skirt with a tight mauve sweater. He found 
himself tracing the curves of her body and he realized Mrs.
Richardson was really built, although she hid it well. "What
a rack!" Lance thought. He found himself imagining his 
teacher on her knees, opening her blouse to reveal her big 
tits and begging him to let her suck his cock. 

It was with some relief that Lance realized he couldn't be gay.
At least not entirely. Although, he was beginning to wonder
what it would be like to suck a cock. The idea thrilled him,
but no more than the idea of finally getting his cock inside
a wet pussy. He was very confused and now incredibly horny. 
He fished the empty hall pass out of his pocket and felt his
heart hammer in his chest as he considered filling it out and
going back down to see the coach. 

Lance tried to become invisible for the rest of class, but
Miley and Emily relentlessly teased him about having 
crotch rot. He kept drifting off into fantasies and they
caught him touching himself each time. When class finally 
ended, Lance took his time gathering his belongings. Most of the 
class was gone as he stood, holding his books in front of his
aching bulge. 

As they were exiting the classroom he caught a glance from
Mrs. Richarson's brown eyes and his penis lurched. Visions
of his teach naked, on her knees, her bare ass jutting out
behind her, his fat cock buried in her mouth. He almost
groaned aloud and decided he HAD to go see the coach again. 
He couldn't function like this. 

Miley and Emily arrived at the classroom door at the same time
he did. Emily wore a frilly purple blouse and bell bottom jeans.
They hugged her hips and showed her ass off nicely. Her middle-
sized tits bounced above the books she clutched to her chest. 
Lance heard her whispering to Miley but only caught the word
"crabs". 

Miley had on a tight-fitting pink T-shirt with a see-through,
biege, patterned blouse over it. The blouse was not buttoned
but was tied in a knot just below her own burgeoning tits. 
Her ass looked a little flat in her tight, grey jeans but
still drew Lance's eyes like a magnet. 

They waited with amused smirks as Lance exited to the busy
hallway. Lance's face was burning and he wished he could just
disappear. As they entered the space next to the door to 
coordinate entering the fast traffic in the hall, Miley leaned
toward Lance from behind and teased, "Hey Lance, is that a 
roll of pennies in your pocket or are you just happy to see
me?"

Lance turned to find them both giggling at him and he could
sense that they had both decided it would be fun to torment
him for a while. Lance found the reference to the size of
his penis irritating. Hadn't the coach just told him that his
cock was much larger than normal? For once in his life, Lance
found himself at the end of a criticism that he didn't agree
with himself. 

"She meant a roll of dimes," Emily added, and they both 
laughed heartily at Lance's expense. 

He wanted to come back with a witty retort but responding
to taunts was new to him. He merely shook his head and 
returned his attention to the hallway. Just as he was about
to insert himself into the flow of bodies, Miley added,
"Maybe he doesn't have crabs, Em. Maybe he was just trying
to find it."

They both cracked up and Lance's anger flared. Rather lamely
he turned and barked, "I don't have any problem 'finding it'.
Trust me." 

"Oooooooooooooooooooh!!" they replied in unison. 

"I guess he told you!" Emily mocked. 

"Oh I forgot," Miley teased. "He always carries a magnifying
glass around with him." 

They laughed again and gave each other a high five,pushing to 
move past him obviously thinking they'd won. He found himself 
intoxicated by their proximity and swooned at the smell of their 
perfume. Lance felt a burning desire to strike back and defend
the first thing in his life that evidently WASN'T worthy of
ridicule. Without thinking, he blurted, "No, Miley. I gave my
magnifying glass to you. So you could find your bra every
morning."

Emily actually gasped, probably shocked that Lance said anything
at all. Lance had obviously hit a nerve. Miley turned on him
with a withering look, seeming to want to thrust her cleavage 
forward. "They're more than you're ever going to see, you
creeper." Emily raised her eyebrow smugly as if to say "What
now?"

Lance glanced disdainfully at her chest and replied, "Why would
I want to see them? The eyestrain would probably give me a 
headache." Lance could tell he was making her angry, but she
resisted the urge to say the first thing that came to her. 
Instead, she paused to think and decided to turn the tables
on him. 

"Is that why you were gawking at them in class? And trying to
find that tiny little thing in your pants all period?" Emily
cheered her on, but a little less enthusiastically.

"I wasn't gawking at them, Miley. I was wondering what you stuff
you bra with." One of the other socially irrelevant guys in the
class was coming out after talking with the teacher and he
cracked up when he heard Lance's comment. A look from Miley
and Emily sent him hurrying away. 

Miley was furious now. "Like I said," Miley spat. "They're more
than you'll ever see." It was meant to sting Lance and normally
it would have. It's not as if Lance had any expectation that he'd
ever be with a girl. But Lance's new-found confidence in his
endowment was something he desperately needed to hang onto. 

"You know what, Miley? You may be right." They both looked smug
but a little unsure. "Maybe flat-chested girls is all I'll ever
see." Emily gasped again at the insult. "But what THEY'LL get
to see is definitely bigger than anything YOU'LL ever get on
your knees for."

Lance almost smiled a smug little smile himself at the shock on
their faces. He suppressed a giggle when he realized their
open-mouthed expressions would look really inviting if they
were both on their knees right now. 

"Fuck you," Emily said dismissively. 

Lance surprised himself with, "I wouldn't say no." He then looked
Emily up and down like a piece of meat and she blushed furiously.

"In your dreams asshole," Emily replied, with a frown of distaste.

"You couldn't get a virgin off," Miley snapped, trying desperately
to gain the upper hand again. 

But Lance was cool, calm and collected as he responded, "Oh, I
could get you off Miley. I have more than enough for the likes
of you two."

Emily said, "Pfffff!" and rolled her pretty eyes. Emily was sort 
of glancing at Miley, as usual, to take the lead and put Lance
back in his place. Miley lifted her chin and regarded Lance for
an uncomfortable moment. Then she said simply, "Prove it."

Lance did gawk at her now. He looked to Emily and she gave him a
sneer and raised her eyebrow again. "You seriously expect me to
just whip it out in the middle of the hallway?"

"Chicken?" Emily chided. 

Lance turned fully toward them now, letting his book slide to his
side so his semi-bulge was there to be seen if they decided to 
look. "You first," he countered. 

"Us first what?" Emily frowned. 

"Well you keep telling me that you've got more than I'll ever see. 
You must think they're pretty special." He nodded toward their
chests. "If they're all that, prove it."

"I said they're more than you'll ever see. How does showing them
to you prove that?" Miley asked, rolling her eyes like Lance was
stupid. Emily grinned again, twisting at the hips and looking
beautiful even in her contempt for Lance. "That makes no sense."

"About as much sense as me showing you more than you'll ever see,"
Lance retorted, grimacing at her like she was a moron. 

Miley's face went placid and her eyes burned holes in Lance. He
could tell she was getting seriously angry now. "Fine. I guess
maybe we'll just have to settle this once and for all."

Lance's heart skipped a beat and he looked around nervously. "What
did you have in mind?" he asked, sounding much cooler than he was.

Miley put her hand on her hip and Lance saw her eyes flick to his
crotch. "Let's meet after school and we'll just see."

"Where?" Lance said, desperately trying not to seem shaken. He felt
that if he pushed it, she'd eventually back down. Then again,
maybe that's what SHE was thinking! Emily was glancing uncertainly
at Miley, more and more with each word she said.

"Behind the dumpsters after the last bell." This was one of the
favorite smoking spots, out behind the school cafeteria. Some kids
even got high out there. 

"So you're serious," Lance said. Emily called him a chicken again
and made to walk away. She obviously thought they'd won. Lance
silenced her with a severe look, the way you might look at child
who's interrupted an adult conversation. He enjoyed the way it 
felt when she nervously changed her attitude and looked away. 

Returning his attention to Miley he said again, "You're serious."

"I'm serious," she confirmed, holding his stare. Lance couldn't
read her expression. Was she really this determined to make him
back down? Or was there something else in play here? Maybe she
really wanted to see his cock. 

The hallway was beginning to get quieter. They didn't have much
time. Lance leaned in and asked them both, "Have you ever seen
one? For real?"

Emily chortled and gave him a look like "are you serious?"

Lance turned to her and asked, "So you have? Who?"

Lance thrilled at the red color that filled Emily's pretty cheeks. 
He wanted her so bad at that moment. 

Miley snapped, "Let's not get off course."

Lance felt a little smug at having, at least in his mind, confirmed
that Emily was a virgin. He turned back to Miley. "So wait a minute.
What exactly are we agreeing to here?"

"We meet behind the dumpsters and we'll see if you're 'all that' or
not," Miley replied calmly. 

"Just like that?"

"Just like that..."

"So what's in it for me?" Lance asked. 

Emily glanced nervously at Miley as her friend considered her answer.
Miley sighed and conceded, "Fine. We'll show you too."

Lance was feeling more and more confident now. After all, he had 
nothing to be ashamed of. Now he just had to see what he could get
in return. "Show me what? Exactly?"

Quietly, through gritted teeth, Miley said, "Our tits!"

"That's all?" Lance asked. 

"Oh man, forget this dweeb," Emily snorted, probably hoping Miley
would end the whole thing now. 

"That not enough for you?" Miley asked, as if Lance was being
unreasonable. 

"Look, no offense," Lance said. "But you're gonna have to do better
than that. You're going to see something truly spectacular. So I'm
gonna want to see more than that in return."

"Oh please!" Emily rolled her pretty eyes again. 

"You'll see," Lance smiled at her and she got that unsure look again.
The one that made Lance want to throw her down and ravish her. 

"Ok," Miley said. "Let's make this interesting." 

Lance regarded her coolly again. "I'm listening."

"How bout if we make a little wager?" Miley asked, a glimmer in her eye.

Lance threw his hands out as if to say "I'm still listening!"

"If you're right," Miley plotted. "And you are 'all that'..."

"Yes..." Lance promised. 

Miley leaned in, cupped her hand and whispered in his ear. "We'll give
you a blowjob." Her scent, the peek down her cleavage, the soft sounds
of her wet lips next to his ear saying those words. It almost made him
growl with lust. He loved the fearful look on Emily's face as she
wondered what Miley was promising. 

"Seriously?" Lance asked, blood rushing to his cock. 

"If you're all that," Miley corrected him. 

"And if I'm not?" he asked.

She smiled brightly and waved her cell phone under his nose. "We get to
take pictures!" 

Emily nervously joined Miley as she laughed at what Miley appeared to think
was an inevitability. 

"And..." Miley added, looking conspiratorially at Emily. "You have to 
give US 'head' if we lose."

Emily's jaw dropped. She began to whisper to Miley in a very agitated
fashion, glancing at Lance nervously. Miley grabbed her arm and said 
something sternly back to her that Lance couldn't hear. Whatever it was
shut her up. 

"So if I win," Lance thought. "I get a blowjob from both of them. And if I
lose, I get to go down on both of them?" That was too good to be true. 
He couldn't really lose this bet. Then he remembered Miley talking about
taking pictures. Was it worth it to go down on them both to have pictures
of his dick floating around school? Much as he wanted to lick them both
between the legs, Lance couldn't bear the thought of pictures of his dick
all over the internet. 

"Whoa, whoa. Hold on," Lance said. "How is that fair? I already know what
you're going to say. It's rigged. I'm not letting you take pictures of...
you know...and posting them on the web. No way."

They both looked smug now, probably thinking they'd gotten him to back 
down. But Lance wasn't letting this opportunity go without a fight. Plus
they'd tease him relentlessly. "We need to define what 'all that' means.
Then there's no 'opinion' involved."

"I'll know it when I see it," Miley smirked. "And I ain't gonna see it!"
They cracked up again. 

Lance rolled his eyes. These two really were insufferable. "You tell me
what qualifies," Lance offered. "And we'll just see."

"A foot-long!" Emily blurted, excited but showing her obvious naivety. 

"You're telling me that's what it takes to satisfy you?" Lance asked 
with chagrin. 

Emily hesitated, not sure if Lance was implying something about her. 

"Look," Miley said. "We could stand here all day arguing about a number."
Lance gulped quietly. He could see the look in her eye. She was about
to up the ante. Anything to make him back down. "We'll just get an
impartial observer."

"Like who exactly?" Lance asked suspiciously. 

"Adrienne Bailon. She's got plenty of experience and she'll do it if
we pay her $50." 

"She'll do anything for $50," Emily spat quietly. Lance didn't miss
the shushing look Miley gave her. 

"I heard her talking about Kevin. She said his thingy is HUGE!" Emily
blurted excitedly. She blushed when they both gave her a withering look.
"She said it was the biggest she'd ever seen," Emily explained, getting
defensive. "That means we know what the benchmark is."

Miley and Lance both shook their heads when Emily actually said something 
helpful and turned back to their negotiations. "So there you go," Miley
said, challenging me to sign off on the deal. Knowing I'd back down.

"So if she says I'm 'all that', I win,” Lance confirmed. 

"Yep," Miley said, doing  her best to keep the catbird look off of her
face. 

Teachers were looking out their doors now and Lance realized he was 
going to be late for his next class. Always terrified of anything 
that would draw attention to himself, he automatically began to panic
about being late. And blurted without thinking, "Ok."

Miley put out her hand and Lance shook it timidly. As he did, he added,
"And I'll be taking pictures of you both on your knees." He walked away, 
the disbelief and excitement that he could have said such a thing ringing 
loud in his ears. He didn't hear their smartass comments as they receded. 

He was shocked out of his reverie when a hand grabbed him firmly by the
arm and spun him around. Lance's heart started to hammer when he saw
it was Mrs. Richardson. She was very close to him and gazing intensely
into his eyes. "I believe you have a hall pass from Coach Myers...?"

She wasn't really asking and she didn't take her hand off his arm. Lance
fished in his pocket and handed her the pass. He followed her back to 
her empty classroom and she slammed the door shut behind them. Lance
jumped and spun on her. She had the look of a cat that's just cut
off a mouse's last escape path. Lance noticed that the window on her
classroom door was covered with some kind of school poster. He
swallowed hard, not sure what was happening. 

She waved the pass in front of her and said softly, "Whew! It's kind
of hot in this room isn't it Lance?"

"Y-y-yes, ma'am..." he said lamely. 

She approached him slowly, one hand tugging at the dipping neckline of
her sweater, giving him flashes of deep cleavage. She actually began 
to unbutton the buttons of her sweater when she had him pinned against
the desk. "I just got a call from Coach Myers."

Lance's knees began to quiver. She knew. He was dead. Why would Coach
tell her what happened? He gulped hard as she finished unbuttoning 
her sweater, and began to fan the succulent mounds of tit flesh she'd
revealed. "He has to leave the school for the rest of the day." 

Lance's eyes bulged as her prodigious tits drew closer until she
pressed them against his chest. His heart was racing and his cock
was quickly hardening in a very confined space. She threw her arms
back and let the sweater fall. "There," she whispered. "That's a
little better."

Lance tried to protest as her hands lifted and began to caress his 
muscular chest. Her fingers felt like lightning whenever they 
passed over his nipples. All that escaped him was an embarrassing
squeak. Patricia giggled and gazed up at Lance lovingly. He jumped
when he felt her hand come to rest on his enormous bulge. 

"He gave me permission to take care of any 'problems' you might 
have," she said softly. Lance felt a thrill that almost required
a scream as she ran her tongue over her pretty lips. Her hand
felt so good, squeezing his cock and stroking him slowly 
through his jeans. "It looks like you have quite a big problem
in your pants Lance." She began to tug at his zipper. With a
mischievous grin, she used her other hand to unclasp her bra
in front. 

Lance was panting with passion as she pulled the large cups
away from first one then the other tit. He moaned as her
large, dark nipples came into view at the exact moment she
slid her hand around his throbbing cock through just the 
thin layer of his underwear. 

"Do you like my tits Lance?" Lance nodded his head vigorously,
eyes wide in wonder as he surveyed what looked like miles
of soft, white tit skin. And her protruding nipples called
to him, causing his mouth to water. She smiled at his
response and cooed, "Touch them Lance. Please touch me!"

Lance lifted his shaking hands, unable to resist the chance
to finally do this. He groaned deeply as his sweaty fingers
clasped her soft tits and he squeezed them tentatively. His 
cock was throbbing wildly and she held it firmly in her
fist until he calmed down a bit. 

"Pinch my nipples Lance," she hissed. "Yes! Like that!
Oooooh! You're making me so horny sweety." Lance was in
heaven, his teacher's hand firmly gripping his huge
cock and her beautiful tits in his greedy hands. He 
could have played all day with them. 

"Kiss them Lance. Take my nipples in your mouth and 
suck them." She hissed and squeezed his cock to the
point of pain when he first wrapped his hungry lips
around one of her nipples. She taught him everything
to do. To kiss and lick and sup at the soft flesh of
her breasts. To kiss and lick and tickle her nipples
with his tongue. How to alternate long licks with
firm suckings with swirling her nipples around in
his warm, wet mouth. 

Before he knew it, she was writhing beneath him, rubbing
herself against him. She had manhandled his jeans
and briefs down so his naked cock was in her warm
palm. She slowly jerked him up and down, whispering
in his ear. "Oh my god Lance! Your cock! Your cock
is so big!" He went to town on her tits with his
mouth and she somehow managed to get her skirt off.

With her encouragement, he slid his hands over her ass and 
groaned as his fingers squeezed their first handfuls of 
ass flesh. She grabbed him by the hair and pulled his face 
up to hers. Her virtually naked body was rubbing all over 
him now. The look on her face was one of wantonness.

"Lance! Look at your cock!" she breathed excitedly. She now 
had one hand smoothly stroking his huge prick and the other 
holding his aching balls. Lance's hips were thrusting 
erratically. He felt like he was on fire. 

He looked down and she cooed, "It's magnificent! I want to 
suck it so bad!" Lance's heart was hammering in his chest.
He couldn't believe what was happening. He wanted to see
her on her knees sucking his cock just like Coach Myers
had done so bad he could cry. 

"I..want you to.." he gasped, feeling like a flood of liquid
fire was raging through his cock and balls. She pet his
head affectionately and her eyes were distant. "I can't
wait to feel this big monster in my pussy Lance!" She
gripped his cock hard. "Promise you'll fuck me with it
every day. It's so gorgeous!!"

Lance groaned at the thought of Mrs. Richardson being his
first fuck. "I promise..." he groaned from between her
wet tits. 

Her expression took on a playful pout and she whined
softly, "But I'm not allowed to take your cherry." She
was rubbing his aching head over her soft lower belly
now and Lance was almost whimpering with anticipation.
"But I can still suck it until you blow your load,
right?"

Lance moaned at the idea, running his hands inexpertly
over her upper thighs, ass and naked back. His hips
were trying to thrust in her grip but she was not 
letting him stroke in her fist. She squeezed his balls
until it hurt and he came off one of her dark nipples
with a pop and an "Oww!!" 

She looked down at him adoringly. "Can't have you 
cumming all over the floor big boy. I want that load of
hot cum right in my mouth ok?" Lance was speechless at
hearing these words from his straight-laced teacher's 
mouth. She bent and began to tenderly kiss his lips
over and over. In between kisses, she explaned, "If I
get on my knees and suck this big monster, you'll blow
your load in no time. And what happens to me?" She
pouted again in a most alluring way. "My pussy will be
all wet and achey. And I can't let you fuck me with
this big monster yet. So who's going to take care of
my pussy Lance?" He stared at her dumbly, watching 
her pretty mouth as she said this filth. It was the most
beautiful thing he'd ever seen. "Have you ever made a woman 
cum with your mouth Lance?"

He shook his head dumbly. "Well," she smiled, making up
her mind. "Before you get yours, you'll have to give
me mine. That's only fair. If I'm going to use my mouth
to make you cum, you should use your mouth to make me
cum first. Don't you agree?"

Lance gulped. He'd heard plenty of talk about licking 
pussy but now that he was faced with it, he realized
he didn't know what to do. And he was a little nervous
about what it would be like. He'd only ever seen flashes
of his sisters' pussies before. Mostly just a patch of
hair. What if he didn't like it? He nodded, unable to 
resist the chance to feel her sweet mouth wrapped around
his cock. Or the heavenly feeling of another orgasm while
his hot spunk squirted into her mouth. 

His cock began to throb quickly. "Whoa Silver!" she giggled.
"Get down on your knees if you want my pussy that bad!"
She slid her ass up onto the desk and spread her legs. 
Lance was mesmerized by the camel toe he could see in her
panties. She was sopping wet, darkening the pink panties
she was wearing. "Look how wet my pussy is Lance. You 
did that. You and that big cock of yours. It makes my
pussy so wet thinking about sucking that big cock. No,
no!!" She swatted his hand away from his dick. "No
touching yourself until you make me cum. Promise?"

Lance nodded dumbly again and slid to his knees. "Good
boy," she whispered, taking his head in her hands and
pulling him between her smooth thighs. He let her pull
his face right up to her soaked panties and then she
moaned, "Smell my pussy Lance. Doesn't it smell 
delicious??"

Lance took a deep sniff and smelled her musky, tangy
scent. He felt something deep inside him stir. This was
a heady smell indeed. He felt a hunger rise up in him. 
His mind was celebrating because he figured this must
mean he wasn't entirely gay. Well, maybe a little...
His aching penis jumped as the image of Mr. Myers cock 
entered his mind. He almost slipped into thoughts
of kneeling before Myers like this...

Patricia pulled her heels up onto the desk and she
thrust her crotch at him. "Lick it Lance! Lick my pussy
right through my panties. Please! I need to feel your
mouth on me! Please!!"

Unable to touch himself, Lance lifted his trembling hands
and placed them on the bottom of her wide thighs as she
spread herself open. He began to lap at her panty crotch,
heart racing as the taste of her pussy came to him in 
small increments. He could feel her pussy yielding beneath
the material and he wanted to feel it under his lips.
But the taste and smell of her were what was driving him
crazy. 

She reached behind her and pulled up a pair of scissors.
With two quick snips, she had destroyed her panties and
Lance was face-to-face with his first pussy. He marveled
at its beauty. The intricate folds, the pouty lips. She 
had shaved and her flesh was baby smooth. He groaned out
loud at the sheen of pussy juice all over it, the scent
of her making him high. 

"Ooooooooh! Do you like my pussy Lance?" She pulled him
forward and he thrilled at the touch of her wet cunt
lips upon his. "I heard you groan you bad boy. You want
to kiss my pussy don't you? Kiss it Lance. Oooh, that's
it. Kiss my pussy lips all over. Mmmmmmm. Now suck them
into your lips. That's it. Suck those lips. Let me hear
your lips smack as you do it. Oh yeah! That's so hot
Lance!" 

Lance was in heaven. Her pussy lips were so soft and tender.
Lance thrilled at the way his sucking and slurping was
making this grown woman writhe. She smelled so good with
just a hint of alluring perfume and she was so full
figured and soft to the touch. His heart hammered as the
tang of hot, fresh pussy juice tingled over his tongue
and the smell of her sex completely filled his senses.

She moaned and swiveled her big hips beneath him as he
rubbed his sticky lips and tongue all over her sopping
pussy. Lance noticed each time he rubbed his face to the
top of her sweet pussy, she jumped and sharply breathed
in through her teeth. He was in a daze but the word
"clit" came to him unbidden. 

Like she was reading his mind, Patricia grabbed Lance's
face gently and whispered, "Lance suck my clit!" He
felt a rush of emotions looking up at his naked teacher,
with a look of adoration on her face. He kept his eyes
on her and began to lap her pussy again. "Ooooh! You
nasty boy! You like licking my pussy don't you?"

She was twisting her big nipples and watching enrapt
as Lance extended his tongue and pushed it inside her
hot cunt. She slid a hand over her belly toward her
pussy and Lance pushed her hand away. After several
tries, she finally got the message. "Oooh! You're making
me wait! Won't let me touch my own clit! You dirty
naughty boy!" She was starting to breath hard, squishing
her big tits in her hands and fluttering her eyelids
as she watched. 

Lance was only dimly aware of a noise behnd him as she
thrust her hips toward him. "That's it Lance! Ooooh!
I love the way your tongue feels inside my pussy!
Mmmmmmm! Swirl it around. Oooh! Just like that! Lick
my pussy you nasty boy! You love licking your teacher's
pussy don't you? Pull my pussy juice into your mouth
Lance. Drink from my hot pussy!"

It was all Lance could do not to touch himself. He loved
the way his teacher was talking to him. Better yet, he
was doing everything she asked and the tangy taste of
her pussy was delicious! 

He turned in shock when he heard a female voice whispering
behind him say, "I just heard! You are such a lucky slut!"

Standing before him was the teacher whose room was adjacent.
The door that connected the classrooms was slightly ajar
and she stood with her hands on her knees, getting a good
eyeful of everything that was going on. Patricia was 
trying to pull his head back to her pussy but Lance was
stunned by the new teacher's beauty. 

Her name was Denise Milani and she was the gorgeous Spanish
teacher from next door. She had the biggest tits anyone had
ever seen and she sported them proudly. Lance had heard rumors
that she'd "done it" with some high school boys but he'd never
really believed it. Right now her beautiful dark eyes were
alight and she came close to take a long sniff of Lance's face.
His heart was hammering at how close the deep, deep crack of
her luscious cleaveage came to him. She grinned in a very
naughty way and said in a thick accent, "You smell like 
pussy, boy."

She bent close again, wiggling her gigantic tits back and
forth as she did, and softly licked Lance's sticky face. 
Lance was unable to move as her warm tongue licked his 
chin and then traced all over his lips. "Mmmmmmmmm! 
Patricia's pussy sure tastes sweet, doesn't it honey?"

"Yes ma'am..." Lance mumbled in shock. 

Denise giggled and Patricia began to complain that he was
in the middle of eating her pussy. Mesmerized by her dark
eyes and the promise they held, Lance didn't return to 
his duties until Denise whispered, "Go on, honey. Finish
licking that pretty pussy. Until she fills your mouth with
hot cum!" With this she licked her lips and giggled again.

Lance let Patricia turn his head back to her beautiful, wet
cunt. He was more determined than ever to give her a good 
licking just knowing Denise was watching. His heart raced at
the thought of getting to suck her huge tits and eat her
pussy too. Lance kept his eyes on Denise as he returned his
wet lips to Patricia's succulent pussy. She began to move
as soon as he started slurping loudly on her cunt lips. He
didn't know it now but Patricia had very fat pussy lips and
Lance would find he always preferred them that way in all 
his many pussy-lickings in the future. 

Much to his delight, he saw Denise begin to rub her hands 
over her huge tits as she knelt down beside him. "Oooooh!"
Patricia cooed, scrunching up her face. She looked so dirty
with her heels on the desk, knees quivering. She was twisting
one nipple and guiding Lance by the back of the head with
the other hand. Her meaty thighs shivered around him and 
Lance wanted to kiss and lick and suck all that flesh so
much. 

Lance was reveling in Patrica's creamy wetness. She tasted 
so good and a steady stream of hot juices made their way 
into his hungry mouth. "Oh Patricia! He's really eating 
your pussy isn't he?" She was cooing quietly beside him,
pulling on the ends of her tits with all her fingers. 
Lance kept glancing over at her. She was so gorgeous and
her eyes were lit up, devouring him in a way no female
ever had. 

Lance's big cock began to jump with excitement. Denise saw
it and moaned, licking her lips and promising him heaven
with her eyes. "Oooh Lance! You're licking her pussy so
good!" Denise whispered, panting tentatively. "I can't help
it!" She began to maul her tits with her hands. "My 
nipples are about to burst! I need to play with them so
bad!"

Lance goggled at the fiery latin beauty as best he could with
his face buried in his teacher's delicious pussy. To keep
Patricia happy, Lance slid his tongue deep inside her and
managed to deftly rub his nose up and down over her clit. 
Patricia began to let out sharp pants, throwing her head
back and thrusting her pussy at Lance's tongue. "Oh fuck
yeah!" she cried, shuddering and swiveling her hips faster
and faster. "Here it comes! Lick my pussy! Drink my cum!"

Lance's cock was throbbing quickly. He ached to touch
himself but he knew he'd spew and Mrs. Richardson had
promised to suck his cock just like the coach had. And
who knew? Maybe Ms. Milani would join her. He
moaned at the thought of Denise sucking his big cock
and at the sight of her getting her white blouse unbuttoned
right now. She pulled the sides away revealing her enormous
tits in a beautiful, lacey bra. She grinned at him 
lasciviously and deftly rolled the tiny straps off her
lovely shoulders. Then one quick jerk downward and the
most beautiful tits in the universe spilled out. 

They were huge and lightly tanned. Lance could see veins
beneath her delicious skin, traceries that only made 
them more beautiful to his eyes. Her areolae were huge 
and a little dark. They were at least 3" across and her
nipples were hard and jutting toward him. She hefted her
huge, firm jugs at him as Patricia rode his tongue and
nose to climax. Denis began to pull and twist on her 
nipples, whispering, "Make her cum Lance! Lick that hot
cum right out of her pussy!"

Lance's moan was muffled by wet pussy as Patricia began to
pant hoarsely and moan loudly. She grabbed the back of 
Lance's head rode his face, swiveling her hips and using
his nose to rub her clit. Meanwhile, waves of hot cum swathed
Lance's tongue and he felt the ponderous weight of his big
cock swaying up and down as his muscles spasmed. He lapped
the hot juices into his mouth, loving how dirty it was to
be kneeling on the classroom floor, slurping hot cum out of
his teacher's sopping cunt. 

Patricia came loudly and then slowly descended into biting 
her lip and repeating, "Mmmmmm, mmmmmm, yeah!" as Lance
slurped and licked her dripping pussy. He looked up at
the almost pained look on her face and thrilled inside as
he revelled in the feeling of her slimey pussy rubbing all
over his lips and face. Each dart of his tongue between her
creamy lips got him a tongueful of her hot tangy cum juice.

"Good boy!" Denise cooed, moving close to Lance's ear and 
running one hand over Lance's smooth butt. "Such a good
boy! Licking that pussy so good. You deserve a big reward
Lance! You deserve to see both your teachers on their knees,
sucking that big cock of yours. Until you cum in our mouths.
Don't you think so Patricia?"

"oh yes! He made me cum so hard Denise! He's being so good
to my pussy! I can't wait to suck that big cock!" Patricia
cooed and sighed as Lance eagerly lapped and sucked and kissed
her sweet pussy. "Oh fuck yeah! Lick that pussy Lance! You
are so good!"

"Mmmmmmmm!" Denise whimpered, right up next to Lance's ear. He
could feel her big tits all warm and soft, surrounding his
upper arm as she bent close to him. She smelled delicious!
"Lance, honey," she whispered in her seductive accent. Her
breath was hot on his ear. "Please suck my tits now." She was
almost begging him. Lance moaned and turned her. 

She was so beautiful Lance thought he was going to pass out. 
His heart was hammering and pulses were running down his cock.
She rose up on her knees, offering up those huge, beautiful
tits. For some reason, Lance looked up to Patricia for permission.
Patricia was rubbing her beautiful pussy and she moaned, "Do it
Lance. Suck those big tits!"

Lance felt the cool classroom air drying the cum and juices on
his face. His trembling hands lifted and began to caress
the soft skin of Denise's perfect tits. Lance felt as if he 
were in a dream; a vivid, wet dream. Ms. Milani was like some
vision of beauty and teenage desire. Lance's hands were 
shaking as he marveled at the feeling of her huge tits. They
were so soft and firm. He squeezed her soft, slightly-tanned
flesh and she cooed, still furiously rubbing herself between
her sexy legs. 

Lance shivered from head to toe as he felt Denise's slim hand
brush his aching penis. She whispered instructions to him, 
guiding his lips and tongue as he explored the delicious flesh
of her breasts. "Yes Lance! Kiss my nipples!" she hissed. "See
how hard you've made them?" Lance concentrated, wanting to do
a good job. He gently supped at her hard nipples, thrilling at
the feeling of the turgid flesh, knowing he was the one making
them stiff. He could tell Ms. Milani was enjoying it by the 
way her hips gyrated and soft moans escaped her pretty lips.

Lance's senses were overloaded. The sight of her sparkling dark
eyes encouraging him above the swell of her huge tits. The sight
of her smooth, amber skin and the gooseflesh peppering her areola.
Her lithe body moving in sinuous curves and the peek of sloppy,
protruding pussy lips as she frantically rubbed herself. The smell
of her skin and his own spit beneath the gentle flowerly scent
she was wearing. The tangy smell of Patricia's pussy juices all
over his face. The wet sounds of Denise's pussy, the warm feel
of her breath as she taught him how to tease and please her
nipples. The complementary moans of Patricia as she jammed fingers
into her sopping cunt and cooed admiring comments about Denise's
tits. 

Lance had never felt more alive than he did at that moment. His
cock was aching and he yearned to feel an orgasm rip through 
his senses again. But that had become secondary to the worship
that Ms. Milani's magnificent tits demanded from him. His mouth
watered and he slathered her delicate flesh with his tongue, 
leaving her huge tits glistening. She shook her shoulders and
those ponderous globes rippled across his face, nipples tracing
fire across his skin. He moaned with desire and caught a stiff
nipple in his lips. He sucked and nursed like a baby then began
flicking her nipple quickly with his tongue. 

"Oooooh Lance!" Denise hissed. She lifted her hand from between
her sexy legs and began to rub pussy juice over the nipple he
wasn't currently sucking. "Taste my pussy!" Lance hungrily shifted
his attention to the turgid nipple that now glistened with juices
from her shaved cunt. Lance rubbed his lips over her stiff nipple
and then eagerly lapped up the delicious juices she'd provided.
"You like the way my pussy tastes Lance?"

Lance did. He nodded, rubbing his face all over her taut globes of
flesh and rock hard nipples. Denise smiled, satisfied. She lifted
one knee so that her legs were spread. Then she rubbed her fingers
over her pussy and lifted her fingers. "Mmmmmmmmmm! Here's some
more baby. Would you like another pussy to lick?" She rubbed her
juices over his lips and giggled when he sucked her digits clean.

Lance found his desire to do something so intimate to this beautiful
goddess that he completely forgot about his own cock. He wanted 
nothing more at that moment than to bury himself in this gorgeous
woman's pussy. She softly but excitedly instructed him to lay on
his back. Then Denise climbed over and straddled his muscular 
chest. She smiled that sparkling smile and ran her sticky hands
all over her sexy body, teasing him. "Oooh Lance! Will you lick
my pussy? Please?" She hung a finger at her pretty lips and
gave him an imploring look. Toying with him, as if there was
any chance he'd decline. Her other hand stroked her huge nipples.

"If you do," she grinned. "I'll suck your big cock WITH Mrs.
Richardson Lance. Wouldn't you like to see us both naked, on
our knees, sucking your big cock?" Lance was speechless as she
lowered her sopping pussy to his chest and began to slide it 
around. Her pussy leaked hot, steaming juices and Lance's 
cock pulsed with desire. Patricia had slid off the desk and 
appeared squatting beside Lance's head. She began to play with
her huge, outturned pussy lips, rubbing her own juices over
Denise's nipples and watching for Lance's reaction as she 
flicked her tongue over them and sucked them dry. Lance moaned.

Denise walked her way up to straddle his head with her knees.
Lance was in heaven, surrounded by smooth thigh skin, a wet
pussy hovering over his lips and those enormous tits bobbing
above him. Denise's beautiful eyes were alight and she began
to maul her own breasts, whispering, "Kiss my pussy Lance. 
Ooooh! That's it. Soft, sweet kisses. I'm going to feed you
hot pussy and then cum in your mouth you naughty boy! Ok?"

"Please..." Lance found himself groaning. Denise pushed the
hair from his forehead and pushed her knees apart. Right
there on the cold tile floor of his English class, Ms. 
Milani lowered her sopping pussy lips and Lance was transported.
Her soft, slick lips embraced his own and the fiery juice
in her warm, wet depths became his universe. She made delicious
squeaking coos, her succulent flesh shivering around him as
his tongue explored every nook of her beautiful pussy. Her
juices flooded him and he found himself wishing he could
submerge himself in her pussy. 

He was more confident in his pussy-licking now. He lifted his
hands to grip her smooth, firm ass, thrusting his tongue 
inside her and swirling it around. She clenched her baby 
smooth ass cheeks and swiveled her pussy up and down over
his hungry mouth. He became a frenzied feeder, sucking,
licking, lapping and slurping her dainty lips. He stared
up at her beautiful, now-flushed face teasing her with 
soft kisses, knowing the desire to cum was building inside
her. 

"Unnnnhhhhh! You beautiful boy!" she cried as he visibly
ran his tongue all over her folds then kept his eyes on
hers as he teased around her clit. He made her wait until
she was quivering with anticipation then he moved his
messy lips up and slurped her clit into his mouth. She 
tensed and Lance thought he could see her nipples visibly
grow. "Yes! Yes!" she cried, grinding her beautiful cunt
onto his chin. 

Without thinking, Lance found himself probing her tiny 
anus with one finger. She gasped and gazed down at him
between her huge, perfect breasts. She was pulling and
twisting her huge nipples, body writhing as he sucked
her clit. He diddled it with his tongue and then lapped
it slowly and lovingly. "Oh baby!" she hissed. "Make me
cum! You're licking my clit so good Lance! Don't stop!"

Lance had no intention. He was wondering what happened 
to Patricia when he felt her nestle in above him. She 
had her sexy thighs spread wide so her pussy could
nestle the top of his head. She rode him, rubbing her
sticky flower in his hair. He knew she was making a 
mess but he didn't care any more. 

Denise arched her back, moaning constantly now as 
Lance pushed his finger into her tight, soft asshole.
Patricia took Denise's tits in her hands and began
to lash them with her tongue. Denise took Patricia's
smaller tits in her hands and squeezed them relentlessly.
"Oh yes!" Denise cried hoarsely. Lance jammed his 
finger as far as he could up her tight ass and 
shook his face side to side, buried in wet pussy. His 
tongue was doing things he couldn't even keep up with
to her hard clit. 

Denise began to emit sharp, quick gasps, her delicious
body shivering all over. Patricia looked down from between
saliva-slick boobs and hissed, "I'll rub her clit Lance!
Stick your tongue deep inside her and eat her hot cum!"
Lance obeyed without question. He slid his tongue between
her sloppy lips and was amazed at how hot and thick her
juices were inside. Patricia's fingers deftly slid in
front of his nose and began to rub her clit in circles
furiously. 

Denise came hard, convulsing violently. She gripped 
Patricia's arm, threw her head back and rode Lance's tongue
to an earth-shattering orgasm. Lance was rewarded with waves
of hot cum that coated his tongue. He eagerly lapped them
into his mouth but much of it ran over his cheeks and chin
drenching him. She cooed and squeaked, growled and panted
for minutes, pussy clenching around him, milking out cum
from deep inside her that burned him pleasure as it oozed
into his mouth. 

Finally she came down, leaning on Patricia for support,
huge, sweating jugs dancing above him as she panted and
hoarsely professed her gratitude to them both. Lance licked
and slurped her sloppy hole obsessively, jaw aching but
unable to stop. Lance could feel a line of fire along his
scalp where Patricia had obviously cum sympathetically and
oozed hot cream down his part. He was surrounded by hot,
slimey pussies and soft, sweating female flesh. He had
never felt so good in his life. 

He realized his finger was shoved half way up Denise's ass
and he began to slide it in and out now, swirling it around
deep inside her. Her hips began to rock again and she panted
down at him from the shadowy space above that their tits and
heaving bodies made, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, you beautiful boy! You 
can play with my ass some other time." Sweat and spit actually
dappled his face as she panted and looked down at him. Lance 
found himself wishing he could catch it all in his mouth. "Now,"
she whispered. "It's time for you to get your reward Lance."

A few minutes later Lance found himself taking in a scene that was
even more unbelievable than what he'd already seen today. Ms. 
Milani and Richardson both on their knees to either side of him
as he still lay on his back. Both leaned on their elbows taking
turns sucking his aching cock with their sweet, smooth asses in
the air. Each time pre-orgasmic pulses began in his huge cock,
one of the would squeeze him painfully around the base and they
would turn their attention to his aching balls for a while. 

"You see Lance," Patricia explained, holding his huge cock for 
Denise to run her hot, wet tongue up and down feverishly. "We
have to keep almost making you cum. Keep making you wait. See,
we know you just blew your load for the coach so we have to 
make sure you have time and incentive to make us another one."
Denise took hold of him and began to slap Patricia's face playfully
with his meat. Patricia giggled and then slid her lips over him
and deftly jammed her throat down on his throbbing meat. Lance
could actually see her throat bulge outward as she forced his
enormous cock as deep as she could. That was pretty far and Lance
found the sensation of his yearning penis sheathed in her warm,
wet, thight throat - with her slick tongue moving up and down his
underside - to be the most pleasurable of his life. 

"We wouldn't want to do all this work," Denise said coyly, playing
with her nipples. "And then not get a moutful of hot cream." She
hefted his balls and ran a hard nipple gently over them. "That 
would be unfair," she pouted prettily. "You do want to feed us 
both a big load of your hot cum. Don't you Lance?" She looked 
up at him imploringly. 

"Oh yes!!" Lance groaned. He couldn't keep his hands off their
delicious flesh and then they saw how eagerly his fingers 
caressed and groped their thighs, they giggled and each lay 
down beside him. Each lifted a knee and they kissed and 
giggled around his cock as Lance throbbed at being presented
with two juicy cunts. His fingers began to explore and probe
both of them. They moved their sexy hips and began to lick 
and suck all up and down his electric rod. 

They hefted his balls again and each took one in their warm
mouths. Lance's huge cock bounced on their smiling faces as
the sensations made him surge with need. "Make us cum Lance,"
Denise cooed, gyrating her sexy hips around. "Make us cum
and we'll give you what you want."

Lance began to finger them both furiously, thumbs working their
clits as best he could. They moaned and loudly slurped his 
aching balls. Denise reached up and took hold of his yearning
meat. Her cool hand was such a relief that Lance moaned. Denise
gave him just enough attention to allow him to focus on their
sopping pussies. Their scent overwhelmed him and pre-cum began
to ooze out of his enormous piss hole. 

"C'mon baby," Patricia hissed. "Make me cum!!" She began to 
slurp and lick rivulets of warm, crystal pre-cum from his
veiny length. Denise cooed with pursed lips and tenderly 
kissed his oozing urethra, letting his thick lubricant
coat her pretty lips. Then she licked them and smiled that
million dollar smile. 

Lance rubbed their clits feverishly. Denise placed his oozing head
between their parted lips and they stared deep into each other's
eyes. Patricia was holding off and she quietly whispered, "C'mon!"
to Denise over and over. Denise kissed and licked Lance's cock, 
panting and striving to cum. She gripped him hard and rubbed
him around between their panting, cooing mouths. Her big tits
were jouncing as he finger-fucked her and her hips were doing
a wild salsa on the floor next to him. 

Denise began to whimper and hold his wet cock against her face.
"That's my girl!" Patricia grinned, licking Lance's cock. He
felt her bear down on his hand and both of them began to cum
at once. He forgot about everything but making it happend and
soon he felt hot juices coating his fingers and their sloppy
pussies began to make wet noises as he fucked them. When they
had both cum again, they descended into sensuous, sloppy
kissings and tonguings around Lance's aching head. He could
physically feel the pre-cum oozing from his cock and mixing 
with their spit. 

Then Denise pulled his arm up from between her legs and fed
her pussy juices to Patricia. Patricia then did the same. 
Even their soft lips and tongues on his fingers drove Lance
mad. Slowly they returned to licking and sucking his cock.
Lance was mad with the desire to cum. He needed to cum
right now. 

Patricia must have sensed it. "Get up on your knees Lance,"
she commaned. They both tugged on his arms until he sat
up and climbed onto his knees. When he did, they lay on their
tummies in front of him, squealing about the cold floor on
their tits. Then they gave him the most expectant, naughty
looks and took turns feeding his long cock to each other. 

Lance was ready to explode but they took several minutes
more teasing him and telling him how much they looked
forward to eating his hot cum. Denise looked up at him
innocently then and said, "Are you ready to squirt hot
cum in our mouths Lance?"

"Yes ma'am," he panted.

"Please be sure to get every drop in our mouths," Patricia
warned him. "Otherwise we will be very upset with you."

"Yes ma'am!" he whimpered. 

Denise started jerking his cock off hard and fast. "C'mon,
baby boy," she growled, eyes alight. "You're gonna give
Patricia the first shot. A big squirt of hot cum right
in your teacher's mouth. How's that sound?"

In answer Lance clutched his own hips and arched backward
as a massive orgasm rolled over him. He cried out with 
each muscle spasm. He had never felt such pleasure 
before. He didn't even know it was possible to feel this
good. 

As the first bolt of lightning shot down his cock, he 
glanced down to watch a thick jet of white cream erupt
from his huge head. It landed right on Patricia's tongue
and splashed into the back of her mouth. She gave an 
open-mouthed moan and Lance's cock erupted again, coating
the inside of her mouth with thick, pearly goo. 

Denise timed her strokes perfectly and held her other
hand to catch the prodigious dribblings that were leaking
from Lance's dick in between main squirts. After those
first two, she quickly pulled him to her and set his
leaking head on her pouty bottom lip. Lance cried out and
feltl two more massive spasms travel down his cock. 

Denise's eyes widened and she fought a big smile as Lance's
hot cum coated the inside of her mouth too. She was 
greedy and held him there for one more shot that left a 
visible pool of pearl in her mouth, then she quickly 
yanked him in front of Patricia's mouth again. One more
shot splashed into her mouth but Denise misjudged the
next and a thick rope of ball cream splurted up the side
of Patricia's nose and clogged one nostril. She emitted
and sultry giggle and closed one eye as Lance's slimey
semen slid into an eyesocket. White bubbles formed on
one side of her nose. 

Denise cooed loudly and gave her another shot that ran 
across her other eye and pooled on her forehead, but
it was apparent Lance's ejaculation was winding down.
He was jerking his hips forward now, riding the wave
and watching with drooling moans as Denise wrenched 
his jerking penis back to her own mouth and milked
every last drop Lance had left in him (which was four
or five times any other man). 

Denise happily topped off her mouth and then reveled
in the final spurts and dribblings from his huge cock
dappling and messing her pretty face too. She kept
stroking his poor cock as this massive event slowly
faded from his body. Both of them began to gargle
his thick, white cum and blow bubbles at him. 
Patricia was the first to close her lips and swallow.

"Oh my god Lance!" Patricia groaned. "Your cum is so
good! And there's so much!" She licked all around her
lips and then blindly moved up until she could get
her hot lips around the end of his cock. Lance
shivered with pleasure as her warm mouth encase him
and she tenderly slathered his sensitive head with
her warm tongue. 

Denise managed to gulp his cream with only a little
spilling over her chin. She caught it in the hand
that already had a puddle in it. Then she grinned
at Lance and began to lap and lick up his thick goo.
She looked even more beautiful with thick gobbets
of Lance's semen all over her cheeks and nose. She
hadn't gotten any in her eyes but it dappled her
dark hair and eyelashes. 

Lance now knew what heaven felt like. He watched in
amazement as their voluptuous naked bodies rolled
around below him, relishing his cum in their mouths
and on their faces. They giggled and kisses, long
streamers of his thick webbing connecting their
faces. They eyed him mischievously as they lapped
and slurped each other's faces clean. 

Lance thought he'd never seen anything so beautiful.
He rubbed his softening meat all over their pretty
eyes and lips. His cum was everywhere and felt a
sense of pride. They were so pleased with the
delicious "lunch" he had provided, they treated him
to a prolonged ball-sucking session. They took
turns laying beneath him and he lowered his entire
nut sack into their warm mouths. The other would
suck his aching cock, able to take more and more
of it as he deflated. Then he would shiver to the
sensations of warm saliva bathing his balls and
an eager tongue delighting and tickling them. 
Firm suckings for each ball that caused Lance to 
rise up in tingling pleasure as well. 

Before it was over they had each begun to play 
with Lance's anus. First it was just fingers
slipping across his hole. Then it was wet fingers
rubbing and tickling his wrinkled pucker. Then
Lance tensed and hissed as his balls were 
pleasured by Patricia and Denise paused from
eating her delicious pussy to crawl behind Lance
and slide a cunt-wet finger deep into his ass.

He was afraid to protest, then after a minute or
two he got used to it and decided to see what it
felt like. Denise giggled and coached him to 
relax. Then she began to slowly stroke her finger
in and out of Lance's asshole. After a while, his
cock began to stiffen again. The coupled sensations
of his balls being mouthed and his ass getting
fucked was making Lance almost believe he could
cum again. 

Denise got under Lance again and mouthed his entire
sack as well. And her huge tits were perfectly 
placed for Lance to nuzzle his flaccid cock between
them. Patricia went to her desk and then knelt
behind Lance bending him over. The next thing he
knew, she pressed two fingers plastered with some
gunk against his shit hole. 

Denise clamped down on his scrotum and flickered her
tongue wildly over his huge nuts. Patricia pushed
her fingers inside Lance and immediately began to 
work them in and out. Before Lance knew what he 
was doing, he began to push back. He was beginning
to like having his ass violated. The inevitably 
crept into his head: what would it feel like to
have the coach's beautiful cock sliding up his
tight ass. 

His cock pulsed a few times making Denise squeal
in muffled delight and jiggle her tits around. 
Patricia fucked Lance's ass relentlessly, talking
dirty to him the whole time. "You like having 
your ass fucked don't you you dirty boy? I'll bet
you like a big hard cock up there don't you,
Lance? I'll bet you bend over in the shower and
let every boy in gym class fuck your sweet ass
don't you? Let them fuck you deep and hard up
your tight ass. And then feel their powerful
cocks jumping and surging up inside. Hot, creamy
cum filling your warm ass. Running out of you
and dribbling over your balls when they pull
out. I bet you love it when your friends want
to fuck your sweet ass so bad they don't mind
using each other's hot, sticky cum as lubricant.
They just stick their cocks in each other's 
cream, shove them right your cum-filled ass
and keep fucking the shit out of you!"

Denise wriggled out from underneath him. She came
up to kneel in front of him, displaying her
sweaty, cum dappled tits. She grabbed his 
flaccid cock and began to jerk him off hard
and fast. She licked her lips and Lance felt a
twinge in his cock at the sight of one of his
pubic hairs plastered to her pretty skin just
beside her sweet lips. She said, in her deep
Latina accent, "I'll bet you'd like to suck a
hard cock while you're getting your ass fucked
wouldn't you? Just think Lance, a line of 
swinging dick in front of you and behind you.
One hard cock after another." She was stroking
him with blinding speed now, his wet balls
were flopping around all over down there. 

Suddenly Lance felt an impending orgasm again.
He couldn't believe it but he now recognized
the twinge of anticipation which meant another
ejaculation was possible. Denise sensed it and
slowed her strokes to coincide with Patricia's.
Lance began to thrust his hips back and forth. 
Back onto two twisting fingers that slide so
deliciously up his tight slime-covered hole.
Forward into a waiting fist and a mouth that
was repeatedly kissing and tonguing his pisshole.

"Can you imagine Lance?" Denise teased. "One hard
cock after another? Sucking and licking those
hard shafts. Sucking and licking their tender 
balls. Letting them fuck your face and pump their
hot, delicious cum into your mouth. Hot, steamy
cum squirint all over your face. Kissing and 
sucking every drop from them. Sucking and sucking
until their orgasm subsides and they thank you
by slinging the last drops all over you and 
smacking their big cocks on your face?"

He heard Patricia at his ear now. "And then a big
fat cock explodes up your ass and you can feel 
his fiery cum fill your ass deep inside. Feeling
that big powerful cock pulse and lurch inside
you. Couldn't you just suck and fuck a thousand
cocks Lance?"

Lance wasn't even surprised when he whispered,
"Yes!" They both squealed with delight and 
redoubled their efforts. In seconds Lance was 
having his third orgasm in as many hours. Denise
cradled her huge, perfect tits and jerked his 
next load onto them. For Lance, it was a feeble
load but it was still more than most guys cum. 
One large, thick shot laced across the tops of
her boobs and the rest consisted of hot 
dribblings and burblings interspersed with a 
few short squirts of his thick cream. She crooned
and kissed his urethra while cum was still 
burbling out of it. 

Patricia slowed her ass fucking down and began to 
also caress his balls as he came down from yet
another orgasm. Denise sucked his cock deeply 
swirling his hot cream and her tongue all around
him. Easing him down. He deflated quickly and
she was able to tenderly suck and hold more and
more of his cock deep in her comforting throat.

Lance came down and couldn't stay upright anymore.
Patricia helped him lie down and he caught his
breath watcing them share the creamy goo he'd 
left on Denise's massive breasts. They were a total
mess and so beautiful with evidence of his creamy
cum all over them. 

They had used up almost the whole class period. The
storeroom that connected the two classrooms had a 
small sink and the three of them shared a quiet, 
intimate time cleaning each other with hot, soapy
rags. Lance felt his old shyness and hesitation
returning as he stood in the cramped space with
these two voluptuous, adult women. But they cooed
and kissed and cuddled him tenderly. They could hear
the adjoining classrooms beginning to fill with
students when, fully dressed now, Lance knelt one
more time behind them both to lick their pussies.

They were both only naked from the waist down now
and Lance took turns parting their soft ass cheeks
and burying his face between them. He couldn't resist
rubbing a finger over their wrinkled assholes and
they both squealed and wriggled in delight. He was
just bringing Patricia off to a shivering orgasm
that filled his tongue with her hot, delicious
juices when a key sounded in the door to Denise's
room. 

Lance turned his sticky face to find his beautiful
classmate Ashley Leggat peeking in. Lance's heart 
began to hammer in panic but he froze, entranced
by her pretty face. Her eyes widened and she slipped
inside the storage closet, closing the door behind
her. Lance felt a pang at the light glistening on
her beautiful lips. One side of her mouth quirked
up in a shit-eating grin. "Well, well, well..."
she crooned. 

"Hola, chica," Denise sighed. Lance looked up over
her smooth, perfect ass to see Denise regarding Ashley
over her soft shoulder with a dazzling grin. "Hand out
my reading quiz for me, will you dear? This lovely 
boy was just about to lick my pussy until I cum in
his mouth! I'll be in shortly."

Lance turned to see what Ashley would say and found
his heart hammering at her beauty. She wore hip-
hugger jeans and a tight pink blouse that revealed
lots of cleavage and showed the smooth, perfect 
flesh of her belly. With Lance gawking, she slid her
hand over the crotch of her jeans and rubbed her
pussy. "No fair!" she whined quietly. "Now my 
pussy's on fire!"

Lance licked his lips, still immobilized by disbelief.
Evidently he had entered an entirely new world, one
where things like this happen. A dirty, exciting 
world hidden beneath the normal, shitty world that
Lance found himself a part of. For the thousandth
time Lance found himself lusting for the lovely 
Ashley. But it was the first time a little voice in
the back of his head had ever suggested that he
might actually get to satisfy that lust. 

His poor cock tried to rouse itself, but Lance was
spent. His heart still hammered as Ashley came over
to him and put her hand on his head. Denise was wiggling
her sweet ass invitingly at him and Ashley pushed him
forward. Lance obediently pressed his face between the
Spanish teacher's delicious cheeks until the familiar
smell of her asshole filled his nostrils and the 
familiar taste of her sopping pussy kissed his hungry
lips. 

"Go hand out the quiz!" Denise cooed. "And I promise
your pussy will get some attention baby!" Lance slid
his tongue inside her and slurped up her tasty juices
and she writhed and whimpered. He watched Ashely's 
beautiful face bend down and her sweet lips delivered
a tender kiss on Denise's smooth, jiggling ass flesh. 
"I'll be back," she whispered. 

Lance redoubled his efforts, hoping to be free when
Ashley returned. Lance was getting good and it didn't
take long to bring Denise off again. She moaned in 
Spanish and swiveled her hips up and down, riding his
wiggling tongue, rubbing her clit and smearing her
juice all over his face. Lance slurped and lapped loudly
loving the taste of her hot cum. His jaw ached but he
knew that Ashley would make him forget his fatigue. He
wanted to eat her pussy so badly!