Susana flipped the visor down. Two small lights glowed on either side of a mirror, illuminating her face in the darkened car. She gave her makeup one last check — it had been a long day but she still wanted to look put together — adjusted her wire-rimmed glasses, and pushed a wayward strand of blonde hair back behind her ear.
‘Neat and professional’ she decided. She smiled to herself as she climbed out of her car.
Normally, she would never visit a student’s house. But Trevor had practically begged her to come to the study group he and his classmates were having tonight. His friend Lucas was host, and as Susana walked up the path to the large house, instead of the quiet sounds of study, muffled sounds of loud music and flashing lights were what greeted her.
‘How nice of them to invite so many of their classmates to their study session,’ she thought cheerfully as she rang the doorbell.
“It’s open,” someone yelled through the door.
But again Susana rang the doorbell. It wouldn’t be right to just walk into a student’s house without being greeted.
“Who the fuck is it?” a girl’s voice said, muffled by the door.
“How the fuck should I know?” said another.
“Stop fucking swearing, maybe its the cops!”
“It’s not the cops, idiot. Just open the damn door.”
Susana smiled as the door slowly eased open. A bored-looking girl holding a red plastic cup stood there, staring with bloodshot eyes. “Why is Miss Cummings here?”
“Hi, Mari!” Susana said.
“Who? The fuck?” said another girl, dressed identically. She shot Mari an incredulous look. “Isn’t this bitch your English teacher?”
“I’m here for the study session,” Susana said, beaming a smile at the girls.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” Mari said.
Susana held her smile, “Trevor told me about your getting together tonight. It’s great to see so many students taking advantage of groupwork!”
Mari rolled her eyes as her friend started chuckling. “Whatever,” she said, “I guess you can come in.”
“Thanks!” Susana said, thinking, ‘What nice girls!’
The house was bedlam. Red plastic cups littered every surface, the carpet a patchwork of spills of all colors and textures, music crackling from a stereo turned too loud.
And students! Students everywhere! Susana pushed through a group gathered around a hookah, and walked past a couch crammed well past capacity with boys playing video games on the large tv opposite, a girl sprawled across their laps, doing her best to distract them. Susana entered what she guessed must be the dining room, although the table was covered end to end in bottles of all shapes and sizes, students pouring vile concoctions into a neverending supply of red plastic cups. She slipped past a couple locked in a deep kiss, squeezed through a doorway with someone passed out on the threshold, and found herself in a darkened room with flashing lights, pounding music, and students packed wall-to-wall. Susana peered into the crowd and saw a DJ surrounded by people dancing.
“Holy shit, Miss Cummings, you came!” someone yelled in Susana’s ear.
It took Susana a moment to realize that it was Trevor. In her classroom Trevor usually wore sloppy, baggy clothes. But now, he was dressed up and looking much more put together. ‘It’s good to see Trevor taking school more seriously,’ Susana thought.
“Where’s the study session?” Susana yelled back, “It’s hard to be heard over all this noise.”
“Study? wha…?” Trevor looked lost for a moment, “Oh! Yeah, of course, our study session, that’s right.”
Trevor reached into the crowd and pulled over Eddie. Eddie’s eyes went wide when he saw Susana. “Miss Cummings! Why are you here? What’s going on?”
“We’re going to have a study session,” Trevor said while making a cupping and squeezing gesture with his hands. “Now be a gentleman, go get the teacher a refreshment.”
Eddie’s eyes flicked down to Susana’s chest. “A study session, right,” he said before heading off.
It may have been a cheap trick, but Susana had noticed that her students paid more attention when she dressed in tight clothes. She previously would hide her figure, but now, she showed it off as much as possible within the confines of dress code. Her sweater ran from collar to waist, covering her arms to the wrist, leaving no skin visible. But it was snug enough to show the full swell of her chest, tight belly beneath. And similarly, Susana’s pencil skirt with leggings beneath left no exposed skin, but did accentuate her round ass and thin waist. She figured, if half the boys showed up to her class just to see what she was wearing, at least now they were showing up.
“Now, Miss Cummings,” Trevor said, “Let me show you around. And we’re not at school, you don’t have to be so formal.” He reached over and popped open the topmost button of Susana’s sweater. About to pull his hand back, she saw him change his mind and pop open the next button down, too.
“Trevor!” Susana began, “That’s very inappropriate–”
“Relax, Miss Cummings,” Trevor responded easily, “The dress code here is casual. Look at Dorothy there dancing,” he pointed out one of her students right in front of the DJ’s booth. “She’s not even wearing a shirt at all.”
Dorothy was topless except for a black bra, generous chest pushing out against the fabric as she bounced around. Another girl was grinding on her in time with the music’s beat.
Susana watched, fascinated. “Wow,” she said, “It is really is much more casual here, you’re right.”
“That’s right, Miss Cummings.”
Susana felt a plastic cup push into her hand, and she saw Eddie had returned. His gaze was still fixed on her chest when he said, “I made this one special for you, Miss Cummings. English teacher special.”
“That’s so nice of you, Eddie, you’re such a teacher’s pet,” Susana said. Then she raised her cup, “Cheers!”
The boys gave each other a look. “Uh, cheers,” Eddie said.
“Cheers, Miss Cummings. Bottoms up!” Trevor said, grinning, before taking a sip from his own cup.
As they were drinking, the dancing crowd erupted in a cheer. Susana looked over to see what the commotion was, and saw that the girl dancing with Dorothy was now kissing her and squeezing her breast while doing it. There were some boys around Dorothy and the girl, and they seemed ecstatic, and one was even taking video with his phone.
“Oh, those girls,” Susana said, smiling at Trevor and Eddie, “So silly.”
Eddie giggled and Trevor grinned, saying, “Yes, very silly, those girls.”
Susana took another sip from her cup. She didn’t know what it was, exactly, but it tasted pretty good. ‘That sure was sweet of Eddie,’ Susana thought.
“Come on, Miss Cummings,” Trevor said, “Let’s see if we can’t get the gang together for our study session.”
Trevor’s hand on her waist guided Susana into the next room — ‘When did he put that there?’ she wondered — and she saw a group of mostly boys gathered around a desk, a wall of books behind it. ‘This must be the office,’ she realized.
“Is that fucking Miss Cummings?” one of the boys said, puff of smoke around his head, lit blunt in his hand.
“Pass that shit, man,” said the boy next to him.
“No, that seriously is Miss Cummings,” said the first boy, “What are you doing here, Miss Cummings?”
It had taken Susana a minute, but she realized he was one of her students. “Hi, Kamal!” She continued studying faces, and realized many of these were her students. ‘This must be the study session,’ she realized.
“Man, you’re holding up the rotation.” That would be Dennis.
“Kamal, wake the fuck up,” said another, Dimitry, “Somebody pinch him.”
“Am I tripping or is Trevor’s hand around her waist?” a girl, Aimee, quietly asked nobody in particular.
“Kamal,” said the boy behind the desk, Lucas — the host, “Pass that shit, now.” Kamal did so, dazed look still plastered across his face. “Miss Cummings,” continued Lucas, “What the fuck are you doing here?”
Susana flashed her friendliest grin, and said cheerfully, “I’m here to help with your study session!”
“Our study session,” Lucas said, halfway a question. The room was silent, the thumping of the music next door the only sound. Susana glanced around the room again, and took a sip of her drink.
“Yes,” Trevor said, “I was explaining to Miss Cummings today at school about our study gang tonight. I told her how we could really use her services, how we’re all having a really hard time with the huge load of material she’s given us, maybe she could give us a hand, you know.”
Lucas turned to the boy next to him, Hux, and said, “Are you hearing this shit?”
Hux grinned at Lucas, “Shit, Lucas, seems like we should get our study on.”
“I wanna study with ya’ll,” said another boy, one Susana didn’t know, “I don’t go to your school or nuthin, but I’m feeling a sudden need to be all academic and shit.”
Susana smiled, she was happy to see so much interest in her teaching.
“We gonna study Dickens, Miss Cummings?” Lucas asked, sly grin spreading over his face.
“Well,” Susana frowned, then smiled again, “That wasn’t part of the material, but I suppose if you want, I’m happy to help you study Dickens all night long.”
Lucas turned to Trevor. “I can’t believe you pulled this off. Why don’t you take Miss Cummings upstairs, get her situated. Refill her drink, too.”
“Oh, you don’t want to study in here?” Susana asked.
“No,” Lucas stood up. He was tall, at least a foot taller than her. “We’ll want to be somewhere much more comfortable. My parents are gone, we can use their bedroom, it’s large enough.”
“Oh, ok!” Susana said, “That makes sense. Lead away, Trevor! I’m ready!”
“You certainly are, Miss Cummings,” Trevor said. “Another drink?”
“Sure!”
Upstairs in the master bedroom, Susana was sipping on her refilled drink as Trevor fumbled with the light switch, setting the dimmer so the lights were glowing only softly. She was looking around, taking in the furniture and decorations, deciding where to setup for the night’s session, when she felt her pencil skirt get unzipped and slip to the floor.
“What…?” she gave Trevor a shocked look.
“Too formal,” he said, “Remember?”
Susana’s black lace panties were clinging snugly to her toned ass, now covered only by the straps running from her stockings to her garter belt. She stepped out of the skirt crumpled up at her feet. “Well, as long as it’s not too distracting, I guess it’s ok.”
“No, believe me, Miss Cummings,” Trevor reassured her, “The skirt was way more distracting on. Much too formal! Nobody dresses like that anymore. You’ll be much more comfortable this way.”
Susana smiled at Trevor and sat down on the bed. “Thanks,” she said, “That makes me feel a lot better. I always have a hard time keeping up with fashion, you know.”
“I’m always happy to help with fashion tips,” Trevor said, smiling at her. He unzipped his own pants and kicked them off, taking a seat next to her. “Look, now I’m just as relaxed as you.” He put his arm around her shoulders.
“Good, I’m glad,” she said.
Trevor’s hand dropped down to Susana’s thigh, then he began running it up her leg, fingertips brushing along the sheer fabric of her nylons. “Miss Cummings?” he began.
“Yes, Trevor?”
“Can you remind me what our assignment is?”
Trevor’s hand had left her leg, but was now groping Susana’s chest, squeezing her full tits through the fabric of the sweater. She tensed up, but then she figured, ‘I already know the boys like me, and we’re not on campus, so what’s the harm?’
“The assignment is…” Susana trailed off. What was the assignment? “You need to, umm…” This was embarrassing! How was she ever going to help her students study? She took a sip of her drink. Think think think! She gasped as Trevor pinched her nipple, but she wracked her brain, trying to remember which unit she was even teaching.
“Oh, I remember!” Susana opened her eyes. “The assignment is to…” Trevor was standing in front of her, underwear at his feet, erect cock a hair’s breadth from her lips. “Oh!” she giggled. He pushed his hips forward, the tip of his cock pressing against her lips, red lipstick brushing onto his member.
‘Well, it’s the polite thing to do,’ Susana decided, parting her lips, letting Trevor slide his cock into her mouth. His cock’s head hit the back of her mouth, and Trevor said, “What’s the assignment again, Miss Cummings?”
She tried to answer, but her lips were stretched around his dick, and the words came out muffled. Trevor grabbed her pony tail and began guiding her face up and down on his erection, using her mouth as a fuck toy.
“I couldn’t make that out,” Trevor said between pants, “Could you repeat it?”
Susana’s reply was again muffled. Trevor’s pace had increased, faster and faster pumping her face on his cock.
“Holy shit!” a new voice said.
“Looks like Trevor got started without us,” said another.
The boys from downstairs were starting to trickle into the room.
“Don’t be jealous, there’s plenty left to go around,” Trevor said, “Ain’t that right, Miss Cummings?”
Speaking obviously wasn’t working, so she gave Trevor a thumbs up.
“See?” Trevor grinned, still fucking Susana’s face, “Miss Cummings, why don’t you give Eddie here a hand.”
Susana thought that it seemed rude give Trevor special treatment, that as a teacher, she shouldn’t show favoritism among her students. So she reached out and grabbed the crotch of Eddie’s pants. He looked dazed, but he moved closer to give her a better angle. Clumsy from the rhythm of Trevor’s fucking, she rubbed Eddie’s pants, feeling his stiffening cock underneath.
He unzipped his fly, and Susana fished around inside, finding Eddie’s thick, warm dick and popping it out of his pants. She started stroking him off, feeling him grow fully erect in her hand.
“Holy fuck, what a slut,” one of the boys, Hux, said.
‘Now that’s not fair,’ Susana thought, ‘I’m just being nice.’
Then another cock was pushed into Susana’s other hand. She didn’t know the owner, but she began rubbing it anyway, not wanting to disappoint anyone.
Susana felt another boy slide up behind her. Arms reached around her chest and slid under her sweater. The hands groped and squeezed her tits, trying to pull them free from her bra.
“Show us her tits!” someone encouraged.
The hands on her tits grabbed her sweater and yanked, ripping it open all the way to the bottom. ‘That sweater was getting old anyway,’ Susana thought.
Then the hands pulled her bra up, letting her heavy tits fall free. Her breasts swung back and forth as her body was jostled by the boys fucking her face and hands, until the arms groping her cupped them.
“She’s fucking stacked. I’ve been dreaming about them all semester, they’re even bigger than I thought.”
“Damn, look at Miss Cummings’ udders.”
“Milk them, Dennis, those are some juicy jugs.”
From behind her, Susana heard a deep voice say, “Heh, will do.” Then the hands wrapped around her pinched down hard on her nipples, roughly squeezing the flesh of her chest.
Susana gasped, and Trevor took the opportunity to push his cock down deep into her throat. Her eyes watered and thick gobs of drool dripped from her mouth as her lips slid all the way to the base of Trevor’s shaft, and she concentrated on keeping her gag suppressed. ‘He’s such a nice boy, I’m glad he’s enjoying himself,’ she thought as Trevor’s hand on the back of her head was shoving her nose into his hips.
He held her head down on his cock as he tensed and bucked, and Susana realized he was cumming. She slid her tongue out to tease his balls, wanting to make sure she drained him dry.
“Oh, fuck, Miss Cummings,” Trevor said between grunts, “Swallow my cum.”
By the time Trevor was done dumping his load into his teacher, one of the hands on Susana’s tits had slid down into her panties and was roughly fingering her. Susana swallowed, not wanting to offend Trevor, but no sooner was his dick gone from her mouth than Eddie’s had moved from her hand to replace it.
It wasn’t long before Eddie was cumming too, but unlike Trevor, Eddie pulled out to spray his load onto Susana’s face. Soon gobs his spunk were running down her glasses, dripping from her cheeks.
“It’s crazy what a whore Miss Cummings is,” Aimee said, filming Susana with her phone.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” said Dennis from behind Susana. Then she suddenly found herself shoved forward, off the bed. She yelped and let go of the cock her hand, scrambling in her fall. ‘I must have slipped,’ she thought as she landed on the floor. She tried to stand up, but the boys were holding her down, keeping her on all fours.
Susana yelped again as a hand smacked her ass, hard.
“Bitch, spread your legs,” she was commanded.
Susana complied, then felt fingers sliding up through her crotch. She heard her panties rip, and her jaw dropped in reaction to her pussy stretching wide, accepting a thick, iron-hard cock from behind.
Another spray of cum spurted over her face as the other boy she’d been jacking off finished himself, his new cum mixing with the old.
“Fucking hell, she likes it,” someone said, but Susana couldn’t see who with her glasses covered in spunk. She realized she was moaning along with the rhythm of the cock riding her pussy, the thumbs that had found their way into her ass.
Before she could think much about it, another cock pushed into her mouth, and again Susana found herself sucking off another one of her students.
The pounding from behind her grew intense and furious, and the cock pushed deep into her pussy as it pumped her full with its load.
“Shit, Dennis, her pussy’s dripping with your cum.”
“Fuck yeah, that’s right,” Dennis said, as the dick in Susana’s mouth sprayed its cum.
“Let me show you how it’s done,” Lucas said, leaning over so one hand was on Susana’s chin, the other stroking himself hard. “I promise I’ll be gentle, Miss Cummings, gentle as a feather,” he said, grinning at her.
Susana smiled back. Cum dribbled from her mouth as she said, “Happy to help you out.”
Lucas took Dennis’ place behind her, and pushed his swollen cock in until it was resting against her asshole. Lucas leaned forward to use his spit as lube, and Susana closed her eyes in anticipation. She loved anal, her boyfriend was happy to fuck her ass all the time, and every time, she came hard. It was one thing to help her students cum, but for them to see her orgasm? That felt strangely like crossing a line.
Susana turned over her shoulder to tell Lucas this, but the words stalled as Susana felt Lucas spread her cheeks and slide his erection deep in her ass. It was fucking heavenly, and Susana shuddered and collapsed, moaning loudly.
“Take my cock, whore,” Lucas hissed.
“Yes…” was all Susana could manage before she felt Lucas’ arms wrap powerfully around her shoulders and pull her up into the air. Suspended off the ground, her mind melting from the ass fucking, she hardly noticed another boy stepping up to her and spreading her legs until her pussy was split open by his thick erection.
Susana’s mind was lost to ecstasy, all coherent thoughts dissolving under the intense pleasure coming from the cocks pumping into her asshole and pussy. Her consciousness had evaporated, consumed by physical desire, her body’s need for sexual release. But somewhere, buried beneath layers of delirious bliss, a small voice whispered words of modesty.
‘I’m going to have an orgasm in front of my students!’ Susana thought, alarmed. ‘That is so embarrassing, I’ll lose their respect,’ she fretted, ‘How can I step into a classroom where the students have seen me coming?’
“Holy shit,” Aimee said, phone still recording, “I think Miss Cumming’s coming!”
It was true, Susana realized, she was being fucked into an orgasm she was unable to stop.
“I can’t believe this slut, she fuckin’ loves this.”
“Look at her go! Oh my god, Miss Cummings is squealing like a pig.”
This was also true, Susana realized, and also something she was powerless to stop as her body was wracked with waves of pleasure, her muscles tensing, squeezing down hard on the cocks being shoved repeatedly inside her.
The dick in her ass sprayed first, followed quickly by the dick in her pussy. The boys dropped her spent body onto the bed, their cum dripping from her crotch, and they were replaced by another group.
Susana pulled one of their cocks into her mouth to hide her embarrassed blushing, how could she have let her students see her orgasm? She slid the dick down her throat and squeezed the balls, throat fucking the boy until every drop of his cum was drained, then moved to the next. How would her students take her seriously after that? This boy wanted to spray on her face, so she stared into his eyes and jacked him off until he did, then moved to the next boy. She needed to be professional and maintain the proper teacher-student relationship, and the orgasm she’d just had was a total violation of that! She pumped this boy’s cock between her tits until it sprayed a thick wad of semen onto her chin. How was she doing to rebuild her reputation?
## ##
“Miss Cummings, what do you have to say for yourself?” the principal exclaimed. The laptop on his desk showed a video of her dripping with cum, face buried in her student Dorothy’s crotch, Kamal behind her, fucking away doggy style. “This is completely unacceptable, and will have dire, long-lasting consequences!”
When she arrived at school the next morning, Susana had seen the other teachers staring at her strangely. Then, before first period, she had been pulled into the dean’s office.
She started to explain, “It was a study session–”
“A study session?” the dean cut her off, “You call this a study session? It looks like you’ve fucked most of the senior class! And you call it a study session… what do you think our options are here, Miss Cummings?”
Susana felt tears start to well up, but she blinked to hold them back. “I… I don’t know,” she said, “Things just got carried away, I was just trying to be fair.”
“I don’t understand what soaking your tits in cum has to with being fair,” said the principal, “But surely you want the dean and me to be fair in our handling of this situation.” He stood up and unzipped his pants, pulling his cock out.
Susana took it in her hand and began stroking it, feeling it swell. The dean walked around his desk and pushed his cock into her other hand, and she began stroking him off too. “I also think you’ll need to be fair to the parents of the students that you involved. I’ve cleared your teaching calendar so you can set up parent-teacher conferences until this situation has, uh, blown over.”
“Yes, sir, I understand,” Susana said, “Shall I start now?” But she didn’t wait for an answer as she lent forward to swallow cock.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/hlu23t/miss_cummings_assignments_are_always_the_easiest
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