Schoolgirl, Part Five [MMMMMMf]

Okay, back to present day, guys.

It was months ago but Aly remembered that pivotal day with Mr. Hale and the water bottle as she waltzed down the hall of her now former high school. School was technically out but several teachers still hung around to clean up, mark final grades or prep the syllabuses for their summer classes. Mr. Hale was in the last category. Aly was glad, because that meant he’d still be teaching at the school for several hours for most of the summer, giving her ample time to keep trying if today was for some reason a fail. Of course, in her sexy little white dress, Aly didn’t anticipate that. Today was going to be the day. She was going for the win and whether it was in the bathroom, the book closet or bent over his desk, she was going to get Mr. Hale to fuck his cock inside her. But she was shocked at what she saw when she walked into his classroom.

“Isabel?” Aly spat the name upon laying eyes on her former best friend. Isabel Fucking Adams, the leggy brunette who had spread the implant rumors after Aly slept with Trevor. In a floral crop top and Daisy Dukes, she was bent hard over Mr. Hale’s desk, accentuating her pinched waist, big, round ass and long slender legs. Her denim was cut so short Aly could practically see her smooth pussy peeking out. Ugh, I should've thought of that, Aly lamented as Isabel looked over her shoulder, smirking upon spotting her former friend.

“Aly, hey girl,” she cooed, standing up straight and revealing Mr. Hale looking painfully gorgeous in a light blue shirt and slacks, sitting at his desk and signing Isabel’s yearbook. “I was just getting all the signatures I missed for my yearbook. What are you doing here, doll?”

Aly had come empty handed so she could hardly say the same. “I… I…”

Isabel’s dark eyes stared right through her intentions. “You… you…?”

Well versed on their rivalry, Mr. Hale stood up. “Here you are, Isabel,” he said graciously, handing her the yearbook before looking genuinely at Aly. “Aly, what can I do for you?” he asked.

Um, you can take your dick out and shove it as deep into my little pussy as you possibly can. “I… nothing. I was just here to say thank you for all that you did for me this year. I had a really rough year,” she said, cutting accusing eyes to Isabel, “but you were one of the reasons I got through it.” She could see Mr. Hale’s genuine appreciation of her words as he smiled.

“Thank you, Aly. It means a lot to know that my efforts were appreci – ”

“Oh God!” Isabel suddenly wailed, startling both Aly and Hale. Tears streamed from her eyes as she collapsed like a fool to the ground. “I’m so glad you’re feeling better, Aly, but I’ve had the worst year! I’m sorry if I did anything to hurt you but it’s just my dog died, and then my grandma died, and then my brother went to jail so he missed my graduation, and I was so upset about things last night that I crashed my car!” She flashed Mr. Hale a tiny scrape on her arm. “I cut myself on something and now my Rover’s totaled and my life is just a mess!”

After sending the quickest little wink in Aly’s direction, Isabel kept going. She was such a mess that other teachers came in to see what was going on. Still, she wouldn’t get up off the floor and every time Mr. Hale tried to hand her over to someone else, she shrieked and wailed even louder.

Aly rolled her eyes hard. She stuck around for another five minutes but with the noise giving her a headache, she left, in total awe of the situation. Just like Isabel, she thought bitterly. While Aly took till high school to get hot, Isabel had always been tall and stunning with a model face and perfect curves, so she got away with kicking and screaming when she wanted something. Plain and simple, she grew up gorgeous and horrible.

Some things never change, Aly sighed, pushing out the side doors of the school.

“Aly!”

Aly’s eyes fluttered up at the familiar voice, so low and rich that she felt instant comfort, for some reason. The second she looked up, she broke into a smile. “Mr. Adams!” she squealed with true delight. Isabel’s father. Some things really don’t change, she grinned, giving him the onceover as he leaned against the railing. She’d grown up vaguely crushing on him but now that her tastes had matured, he was the exact kind of man that got her pussy soaking wet. She usually saw him in a suit but today, he was wearing just a casual T-shirt and jeans. It made her want to fall to her knees and just shove his giant cock in her mouth. “Mr, Adams, what are you doing here?” Aly asked excitedly, thrilling in the way Mr. Adams looked at her. He hadn’t seen her since the gods of tits and ass blessed her with a new body last summer. His hazel eyes were clearly making up for lost time.

“I, uh…” He laughed and blinked, trying to concentrate. “Sorry about that,” he said, which she liked since it felt like he’d just acknowledged checking her out. It was a weird and thrilling thing to process considering how long Aly had known him. He used to scold her and Isabel for running around the house like maniacs while Isabel’s mother was sleeping. This was just about the most titillating thing to happen to Aly all day. “I’m just here because Isabel totaled her car last night. Yeah, I know. So I drove her here because she insisted she had something important to do.”

Yeah, try to seduce Mr. Hale and cockblock me, Aly thought with irritation. But it quickly melted away when she realized that opportunity she had here. Since forever, Isabel had been the biggest daddy’s girl. She was as much of a daddy’s girl as she was an attention whore. She hated it when anyone got more affection than she did. When her baby sister was born, she’d tried to give her away to the UPS guy because she was taking up too much of her father’s attention. So it was obvious what Aly would have to do as payback for spreading those rumors and stealing Mr. Hale.

She was going to fuck Isabel’s father.

“Oh, you’re such a good dad,” Aly cooed, touching Mr. Adams on the arm. She squeezed, not bothering to be creative. “Wow. Workout much?”

“Alison Nicole Berry,” Mr. Adams grinned. “You’re not trying to flirt with me, are you?”

“I totally am.”

“Aly!” he laughed, brushing back her hair. “You were wearing Velcro sneakers when I first met you. You’re not allowed to flirt with me.”

“I’m a grown woman,” Aly argued with sass.

“I can see that, but still. I don’t think your parents would be happy to know that you were… doing this,” Mr. Adams said, gazing down at her as she sidled up to him.

“My parents haven’t been together for a long time and let’s be real, my mom taught me everything I know. Besides, she’d be happy to hear that I was putting it to work on you. She’s always had the biggest crush on you.” Aly bit her lip, coiling a lock of shimmery blonde hair around her finger. “So did I, really.”

“Did you now,” Mr. Adams chuckled. “Shouldn’t I have been like an old man to you?”

“Not with that body. You used to always play basketball with my dad and I’d love the way you looked all sweaty. I’d always run off and touch myself till I came all over my hand.”

“Alison – Christ!”

“What?” Aly pouted. “It was so much better than porn! All I had to do was think of what your dick would look like all hard and veiny and I'd just – "

“Alison!” Mr. Adams hissed. “Holy shit – stop this,” he decided, tearing away. “Alison, Jesus… you just – you gotta stop.”

“Why? Because it’ll turn you on if I say anymore?”

He flashed her a look. “Stop it. I’ve known you since you were a little girl.”

Aly grabbed his hand and clamped it over her breast. “I think it’s pretty obvious I’m not that little girl anymore.”

“Fuck – Aly!”

“Just feel it, Mr. Adams, please – ”

Mr. Adams groaned and growled, trying to stop himself. He indulged in two hard squeezes and a little jiggle before snatching his hand away and breaking into a sweat. “Aly,” he exhaled. “Fuck. Yes, obviously, you’re not a little girl anymore. You’re a woman now, you’ve got a woman’s body and I can see every perfect inch of it under that ridiculous thing you call a dress. If I didn’t know you and I walked into a bar and saw you, I promise, it’d be over – I’d have you bent over the bathroom sink in ten minutes flat. I’d spank your ass and fuck your pussy so hard I’d have to carry you home. But I do know you, Alison Nicole. You are my daughter’s best friend. I’ve watched you grow up and I won’t be able to live with myself if I actually do everything it is I want to do to you!”

Ugh. Only the hottest thing I’ve ever heard, Aly thought, crossing her arms and staring at him. Before she wanted him – now she needed him. Looking around at the mostly empty parking lot, Aly tried to gauge the risk in what she was about to do. But since it was summer, there was no one around and they were at the unpopular side entrance of the school, she went ahead and did it.

Pushing her straps off her golden shoulders, Aly let her flimsy dress tumble down her chest and then the rest of the way down her body, till it was a ring of pretty white cotton around her feet. Standing totally bare outside the school, wearing just her wet white thong, Aly cocked an eyebrow at Isabel’s dad. “Honestly, you won’t be able to live with yourself if you don’t do everything you want to do to me.”

Mr. Adams was in shock for a good five seconds before snapping out of it and panicking. “Jesus Christ – Aly, we’re outside!” he hissed, putting his hands all over her to cover her up. But his good intentions slowly morphed into something dirty and self-loathing as her soft skin began to hypnotize him, slowing him down, trailing his palms all over her, eventually getting him to indulge in a fondle here, a fondle there till he was kissing her lips and rubbing his hands all over her naked body in public. “Fuck, I always knew you were going to be beautiful. I had a feeling you probably tasted so fucking sweet,” he muttered with lust, turning her around and dropping to his knees. Aly’s mouth parted as she felt him yank her thong down. She practically screamed when she felt his tongue slide straight into her pussy.

“Shit!” Aly shook with pleasure as Mr. Adams gripped the backs of her thighs and ate her out with such hot, forceful skill that she could barely keep her volume down. “Oh my God… oh my God that feels so fucking good!”

“Fuck, baby, you taste so fucking good,” Mr. Adams groaned into her wetness, lapping it up like it was honey. “Go on,” he cursed between his thrusts into her wet opening. “Just fucking tell me. Tell me how you used to touch yourself to me.”

Aly moaned to the sky. “Oh God… I would see your… oh God… your cock under your basketball shorts… and it would make me so wet so I'd run into Isabel’s room and lock the door and masturbate on her bed.” And one time, Isabel caught me and we licked each other’s pussies the way you’re licking mine now, Aly recalled, though she decided not to reveal that part. “And I’d think of you pounding me with that fat cock… I knew it had to be big if it I could see it like that when it was still soft.”

“Fuck, Aly… go on… keep telling me."

Aly struggled to speak through the sounds of hot pleasure hurtling from her swollen, pink lips. “I – oh God – I imagined you walking in on me touching myself… and you’d tell me I was such a silly girl for doing that because it wouldn't make me feel even half as good as your cock could make me feel… you would make me suck on it till it was all big and hard… and then you’d fuck me so rough I’d have to bite your shoulder so I wouldn’t scream.”

"Shit," Mr. Adams whispered. Aly felt him withdraw his mouth from her pussy and heard him spit in his hand. She heard the wet, telltale sounds of him jerking off before he returned his tongue to her sex. “I don't think I'd mind if you screamed, Aly, sweetie,” he hummed against her pussy, rumbling with approval as she reached to touch herself. “Yeah, do that. Rub your clit, baby. Just like that. I want you to scream for me today. Scream for all those times you held it in while you were touching yourself to me. Okay, baby?”

"Okay, Mr. Adams," Aly murmured breathlessly. The pleasure knotting in her sex had her body lurching forward so hard she had to grip the railing. Through the corner of her eye, she could see a car pulling into the parking lot, stopping in its tracks when the driver no doubt caught sight of a man eating a naked girl’s pussy outside the school. But Aly didn’t care. All she could think about was reaching orgasm. She was so close with Mr. Adams squeezing her ass now, spreading her wider so he could lick her better.

“Oh God, Mr. Adams, I’m… yes… I’m gonna – ”

She came, screaming for Mr. Adams and bucking uncontrollably, her juices sliding endlessly onto his tongue. “Yes, baby, come for me,” he groaned, his face buried in her. “Fuck, you taste so good, Aly. Fuck, I’m so hard. I’m gonna need to take you to the car, Aly. I’m gonna need to feel that tight little pussy wrapped around my big, fat – ”

“Dad?”

Mr. Adams jumped to find Isabel standing in the doorway, her eyes so wide they looked like they were going to pop out of her head. Bent over the railing, Aly’s own mouth dropped open – but with equal parts shock and delight. “Oh, hi Isabel,” she pretended to cringe at herself. “Sorry, but your dad really likes the taste of my pussy.”

Boom.

Aly was still giggling to herself as the situation turned into a big hullabaloo, some drive-by mom reporting her to the cops for indecent exposure. Isabel thought she was punishing Aly but snatching her dress off the floor and throwing it in the garbage can, but really, Aly kind of liked riding naked in the backseat of the cop car, wearing only her pussy-soaked thong. It was like a fetish that she didn’t realize she had up until the moment it happened. Which was good, because if she was developing a thing for cops, she was about to get a whole precinct of them.

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“I’m glad you find this funny but this is a serious crime. You’re old enough to be charged as an adult, Miss Berry. And to be honest, we’ve heard about you for awhile now.”

Aly smirked as they went over a speed bump, prompting Officer Pike to peek at her through the rearview mirror, and Officer Bentley to turn around and blatantly watch her breasts jiggle. “Let me guess – Detective Egan told you about me?” she asked.

“That’s right. He told us all about you, sweetheart.”

Aly wasn’t sure what that meant. She hoped it was that Egan had passed along the message that she was happy to fuck them. Aly didn’t even want to imagine the disappointment of getting arrested without getting nice and felt up by a bunch of hot cops. She sincerely hoped they wouldn’t be too busy to give her attention. To her delight, upon arriving at the precinct, all the cops seemed to be just sitting around, shooting the shit. Clearly, there was not much to do. It was a small town to start with and on top of that, most people were gone the second summer started. “Oh, shit! What’s this?” one of them bellowed the second they saw her walking in, draped in Officer Bentley’s coat.

“Got her outside the high school for indecent exposure.”

“I don’t see any indecent exposure,” someone muttered with annoyance. Aly laughed, happy to give them some. Her wrists were cuffed behind her back but she was practically used to that so with a shake of her shoulders, she shed the coat, presenting her naked body for the officers.

“Holy shit!” “Fuckin’ hot.” “Are those babies real?”

Everyone had something to say and Aly reveled in all their horny, flattering words. She delighted in the way the cops circled around her, so predatory as they gawked at her with pure, unadulterated lust. “Yeah, this one’s a known troublemaker,” Officer Pike said. “I’m thinking about keeping her here overnight. What do you boys think?” The officers chorused in agreement. “Matter of fact, we might keep you here a couple of nights,” Officer Pike smirked, rubbing Aly’s naked back.

“Wait!” Aly gasped. “I have concert tickets for tomorrow night! They were so expensive and it’s a totally sold out show! Omigod, please, you cannot keep me here past tonight!”

Officer Pike got up in her face. “Are you trying to tell a cop what he can or cannot do, Miss Berry?” he asked, looming over her. God, she was such a sucker for authority figures. His reprimanding alone got her nipples hard enough to graze his abs through his uniform. She saw a flicker of hunger in his blue eyes as he felt it.

“No, sir,” she breathed, dropping her gaze in deference. But really, she was checking out his package. No visible swelling yet but she hoped to get it there soon. “I’m sorry.”

“Try that again.”

“I’m sorry, Officer Pike. Please… it’s just I got those concert tickets as a graduation gift. I’ll do anything if you let me out in time to go.” She raked her bottom lip between her teeth and batted her feathery lashes. Her heart beat a little faster as Officer Pike stared her down, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. Aly knew something good was about to happen when he had one of the rookies “lock all doors” and patrol the outside.

“Alright,” Officer Pike said. “I’ll let you go tomorrow morning. But in the meantime, you’re property of the state police.” Excitement rumbled among his colleagues, their hushed murmurs growing louder. “Would you like to know what that means?” Pike asked, tilting his head and gazing down Aly’s naked front, her hands still cuffed behind her back.

“Yes, Officer.”

“It means this is mine.” Pike grabbed her tit. “This is mine.” He grabbed the other. “This is mine.” He cupped her pussy. “And those pretty lips are mine. You got that?”

“Absolutely, Officer.”

“Perfect. Now I want something from those pretty lips of yours right now. I want you to guess what you think that something is, alright?” he frowned, un-cuffing her with one hand and rubbing her pussy with the other. “Why don’t you guess for me?”

“I think you want me to put my lips on your body, officer,” Aly answered.

“You’re such a smart girl, Alison Berry,” Officer Pike murmured, teasing her with a fingertip in her pussy. “You’re such a smart, wet, sexy girl. Why don’t you go ahead and do what you think it is I want you to do?” he asked, breaking into a wide grin and looking around at his circle of colleagues. He soaked in their envy and disbelief as Aly knelt down like a good girl, undoing his belt and zipper. His cock sprang out at her like a jack-in-the-box. When Aly reached to wrap her fingers around it, Pike clucked disapprovingly. “Ah-ah. No hands, Alison. I want you to play with those perfect titties while you suck on me, alright? And no matter where my friends touch you, where they put their hands, I want you to keep my cock in your mouth until you feel me cum down your throat, alright, little girl?”

Aly obeyed. Rubbing her breasts in circular motions, she sucked on Pike’s thick shaft, her lips stretching to fit all around him. She waited anxiously for the touching he had promised from his colleagues but for the first few minutes, she got none. However, as she sucked, she heard their mutters of arousal surrounding her, their belt buckles clanking in unison as they all got their dicks out. Holy shit. Aly had never been surrounded by so many horny men and pulsing hard-ons. Her heartbeat raced as the circle around her began to close. But through her nerves and excitement, she kept sucking, just as she’d promised Pike she would do. And he loved every second of it. He didn’t take his eyes off of her as she pushed his veiny thickness between her swollen, wet lips. So pretty, he kept murmuring as he watched her. She’d have smiled for him if her mouth weren’t so full of his cock.

“Mm…” Aly moaned, the air getting thick and hot as the men began to crowd right next to her. She heard them sucking short, sharp breaths, muttering the filthiest things about her body that made her want to reach for all their cocks and suck all of them. She was aroused to the point of feeling on fire. She imagined their hands to be cool. She wanted them to press their touch all over her body and soothe her blazing skin. Moving back and forth rapidly, Aly sucked the hell out of Officer Pike’s cock, desperate to taste his cum and then move on to someone else. She could see a man behind Pike whom she wanted to play with next. He looked like he’d be fun, if only because she’d written a story for him in her head. He had a receding hairline and a tan line of a wedding band. Divorced, still kind of hot, but hadn’t been laid in ages. Aly could just feel that he needed a blowjob. He deserved to play with young, firm tits. He deserved to blow a load to something besides porn.

“Ungh… fuck,” Pike groaned as Aly loosened her throat for him, plunging her mouth so far down his shaft that she could stick her tongue out and lick his balls if she wanted. “Oh, yeah, yeah…” Pike gasped. “Like that, like that, keep going!” He hissed a string of fuck’s and suddenly Aly felt the thick, bitter gush on the back of her tongue, the seed sliding down her throat as Pike let out the longest “ahhhh” between his gritted teeth.

Like Vice Principal Hilbrandt, he was just about useless for the next few minutes so Aly decided to run her own show. She read the name off of Receding Hairline’s badge. “Officer Hanson,” Aly smiled, rising to her feet and sauntering seductively to him. He looked both aroused and terrified so she kissed his neck and rubbed his package. It was already hot and hard. “Officer Hanson, when was the last time you touched a naked girl?” Aly asked.

“Twelve years!” one of his colleagues laughed.

Hanson blushed as Aly took his hands in hers. “Uh… my ex-wife didn’t let me see her without clothes on.”

“Then how did you have sex?”

“We, uh – we didn’t.”

Aly made her doe eyes. “Oh, poor baby,” she gasped, running his hands all over her flat stomach and teasing him by letting his fingertips just touch the heavy undersides of her breasts. He held his breath. She pushed them up a little higher, forcing him to prod at her, to bounce them just the tiniest bit. She wanted to unleash the monster but she wanted Hanson to let it out himself. So she kept teasing. “I bet you haven’t squeezed a pair of tits in a very, very long time,” she pouted tragically, bouncing up and down on her toes so that her tits bounced up and down, just grazing Hanson’s fingertips.

“No, miss, I have not,” Hanson breathed, having trouble speaking.

“And when was the last time you got your dick wet inside a nice, tight pussy?” Aly asked, sliding his left hand down, down between her legs. He shuddered with lust when he felt her.

“So fuckin’ smooth,” he cursed, simply running his fingers along her soft lips. “It’s uh,” he groaned. “It’s been like a… year-and-a-half?” His colleagues burst into a mix of anger, sympathy and jeering. “I know,” Hanson gritted his teeth as Aly cooed sadly, sliding his finger inside her. “I know… I… holy shit.” When his jaw dropped at her tightness, she smirked and clamped her walls even tighter around him. “Holy fuck.”

“I bet I’d be the tightest you’d ever fucked.”

“I know you’d be.”

“So why don’t you go ahead and feel it?” Aly asked, batting her lashes. She smiled when Hanson swallowed hard and then stuck another finger inside her. As he pumped between her legs, she leaned in to whisper in his ear. “You’re so hardworking, Officer Hanson. I wish you’d treat yourself to my pussy.”

And suddenly she was bent over Hanson’s desk, his cock slamming in and out of her dripping wet pussy. Aly let out the longest cry of pleasure, gripping both edges of the desk so hard that her knuckles turned white. She moaned as Hanson unleashed fury upon her, pumping his hips like a ravenous fiend, going so fast she imagined he was a blur to everyone else. She’d never felt such pent-up passion and it was like hot, angry pleasure burning through her, stretching and filling her till she came wildly, shaking so hard the desk drawers rattled a couple inches open. Holy shit! Seriously, holy shit! She gasped, catching her breath, watching the officers congratulate Hanson, whose cum dripped down the back of her thigh.

“Wow,” Aly grinned. She couldn’t resist grabbing Hanson’s face and planting a big, appreciative kiss on his lips, feeling surprisingly rejuvenated from his hard fucking, as if she needed any more energy. But then again, maybe she did. There were still more than a dozen men in the room. “So, who’s next?” Aly cocked an eyebrow, sparking chaos as the officers scrambled to get to her. It was a mess, with hands shooting at her from all directions, grabbing her ass, her tits, her hair. Fuck if it didn’t titillate the hell out of her. No matter where she turned, she saw a man ready to pound her senseless. Being surrounded by so many ready cocks was like being in the dirtiest, most wonderful candy store in the world. She wasn’t even sure how it happened when the next one slid inside her, but he had barely started thrusting when another cock was suddenly positioned right in front of her face. Aly gasped at its size and unreal smoothness. Opening her mouth, she welcomed it between her lips, treating it first like a lollipop, tasting the pre-cum beading on its helmet, and then like a popsicle, her flushed cheeks hollowing as she suctioned hard.

She moaned against the hot flesh as men grabbed at her hands, wrapping her fingers around their shafts, rubbing for her till she could concentrate enough to get her own rhythm. Aly gasped, another orgasm ripping through her as she felt a finger in the hole she’d never given any boy yet. Oh my God, oh my God. Aly was so overwhelmed, so over-stimulated. When the man in her mouth squeezed her hair and came, she had no time to swallow before someone else came and pushed his dick between her lips. His colleague’s seed was still warm as it dripped from her mouth while she sucked him.

“That’s a good girl,” the officer mouth groaned, patting her cheeks. “That’s a good fuckin’ girl.”

Aly moaned. She had no idea when she was flipped onto her back but she was, and suddenly, there was the weight of a man on every section of her bed. As one officer straddled her face, another did her stomach, pushing her tits together and fucking them till he blasted a line drive of thick cum onto her chin. One by one, the officers followed suit, but Aly’s favorite titty-fucker was Officer Bentley from the car ride, who blew the biggest and hottest load, emptying himself all over her breasts and then massaging them when he was done, till her skin positively glistened.

By the time Aly sat up to catch her breath, her hair was wild and she looked like she’d been oiled down from head to toe. Officer Pike, fully recovered, was hard again so Aly let him take her to the holding cells, cuff her to the bars and fuck her in front of some guys locked up for fighting. They howled as they watched, jerking off and reaching desperately to touch Aly. So after Officer Pike came on her ass, she did the noble thing and pressed herself up against their cells, her sticky tits pushing between the metal bars for them to squeeze and have some fun with. Who said bad girls couldn't be nice too?

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