Senior Class Breeding Pt 2 [student/teacher, age gap, gangbang]

The days following their “solution” in the girls’ locker room proved it to have been extremely successful. That week all the girls who had gotten the distraction fucked out of them suddenly were getting As and Bs on tests, turning in completed homework and papers, and *respecting* the three professors. But of course, just getting fucked once could only hold the girls over for so long, and it was only another week and a half before one of the seniors—a pretty little blonde thing—came up to Justin after the bell rang.

Her stance was nervous, big blue eyes avoiding his gaze and fingers playing with the straps on her bookbag. The first thing he noticed about her was how hard her nipples were—he could see them puckered up right through her school blouse, and the little transparency it had showed she wasn’t wearing a bra. They were big and heavy, especially for just barely being eighteen. Justin felt his cock twitch under his desk as he waited for her to say something.

“Um… Mr. Macarthy?” she asked, quietly, as if she was embarrassed. “Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course,” he answered, and waited still, though it was getting hard to not stare at her tits budding out of the undone buttons on the shirt. His cock was thickening quickly in his pants.

“Um,” she began again, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. Her face was starting to turn rosy.

“Come on. What is it, Miss. Cohen?” He was staring at her, and she at him now, but she didn’t say anything.

“Um…” she mumbled, and dropped her bookbag on the floor next to his desk. His eyes drank her in as she slowly rounded around the desk to meet him in his chair. He swiveled towards her and she bit down demurely on her plump lower lip as she scooted onto his lap. “Is… um…” Very slowly, she positioned herself to sit ontop of his growing buldge, and started to rock herself into it, rubbing her pussy back and forth over his slacks. A small groan left Justin involuntarily, and he grabbed onto her hips, to help her grind herself into him harder. “Mr. Macarthy, is it normal that my… my pussy feels so warm and,” she bit down on her lip again, sighing as his cock lifted up in between her legs, tenting both his own pants and her uniform skirt. “Wet? I feel so wet all the time… ever since last week…”

She was anchoring herself onto the surface of his desk now with one hand, to use as leverage in grinding faster. Her sneakers were squeaking against the linoleum with the movement. In his boxers, Justin could feel his cock dewing up heavily with precum, and the strain it had against his slacks was getting painful. “Hmm,” he mumbled, and indulged himself with one last grinding motion up into her clothed pussy, before gently tugging her off of him. Between his legs, he was pistoned upward through the slacks. The teenager stared wide-eyed and hungrily for it. “It might be normal for you, because you’re so young… you need to have sex a lot, it’s just… what your body is hardwired to do. You have hormones that make it so wet.” He took a glance at the closed classroom door, before reaching forward to rub his fingers into her pussy through her white panties. “Mmm, god,” he sighed out, and leaned into the desire. Fingers gyrated into her clit and she gasped, falling against his desk.

“Oh my god,” she panted, both of her lithe hands coming down to hold onto his wrist as he massaged into her clit. “God, M-Mr. Macarthy, that—that—” She couldn’t finish her sentence. Her pussy was drenching through the panties, the thin fabric unable to hold all the liquid her arousal was lubricating her hole with.

Justin was groaning softly with her, his other hand pumping on his erection through his suit. “It needs to be fucked,” he whispered, and the student’s eyes popped open to look at him with worry. “Which one of us fucked you last time, Miss. Cohen?”

“M-Mr. Burke did,” she answered, voice innocent but her pussy was throbbing against his hand.

“Did he hurt you when he fucked you?” She was trying to hump his hand now, and he took a firm hold on her thigh to stop her. “Calm down. Answer my question. I know you’re horny… think through it. Did it hurt?”

She whined out, in heat for more stimulation. “A little bit. But then it just felt so good… and I’ve been so sore since… since he *put it in*… but, I just want more…” she admitted, and chewed on her lip. Her nipples were so hard now they were fully visible through the white fabric and Justin reached out to roll one between his fingers as he debated something. Her head fell back and she sighed out in bliss.

“Okay. Come back tonight after school. In Mr. Burke’s office. If you need more, we’ll give you more, Miss. Cohen. Just… don’t tell the other girls. We all have wives,” he explained, his fingers now parting her panties to the side to feel the warm puddle of arousal her little pussy had become. “If we start fucking all of you all the time, we won’t be able to do anything for our wives… You understand?” His voice was calm and soothing, and the teenager nodded, dazed as he fingered her gently. “I can tell your pussy needs it. We’ll fuck it back open… but you have to pay attention in class. Promise?”

She nodded again, but was starting to rock herself up and down on his finger. He stopped her, pulled his hands from under her uniform skirt, and nodded towards the door. Justin could tell the student was practically in heat as she scooped back up her backpack and left his classroom. He looked down at his hand, how his fingers were glistening with her pussy, how she had leaked all over his ring. A brief pang of guilt hit him as he thought of his wife, but then just as the next class was filing in, he remembered he was doing this for the students—him enjoying it as much as he was was just a perk. A huge perk at that.

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After the final school bell rung, the three teachers congregated in David’s office. David was writing tomorrow’s lesson notes on the chalk board, and Justin and Marcus were leaning up against the desk, discussing what they were going to do. The problem apparently hadn’t been solved at all… and they were naive to think just one night would be able to hold the girls through the school year. Marcus was dragging his hands down his face, mumbling into them: “We can’t keep doing this. My wife’s gonna kill me, man. She’s already suspicious about where I was all night last week.”

David chimed in behind them, the scratching of chalk stopping for a moment. “We can be more efficient with it. Schedule them out for after school sessions. If they’re all gone all night once a week, people are gonna start cluing in. And—” he turned to his two colleagues, “—I don’t think any of us really want to explain why we’ve been fucking students to anyone.”

“That’s actually a good idea,” Justin agreed. “Maybe we can do a sign-up sheet. Six girls a day. Two for each of us, just during after school until the second buses leave. Gives us about two hours to get through them…”

Justin and David nodded to each other, but Marcus was reluctant. “But… my wife, man. She’s not the type to just believe me if I’m at work late. She’ll show up and check up on what I’m doing.”

“Just… worry about that later, alright? Cohen is coming. Or—she should be.” Justin glanced at the watch on his wrist now. School had ended ten minutes ago. And speak of the devil—they heard a tap on the door, and then a moment later the short blonde stepped in, bookbag in tow. David turned his body away from the chalkboard as she walked in, and Justin pushed off from the desk to stand up straight. “Miss Cohen.” He greeted again. She seemed nervous, but still her pretty pink nipples poked through that blouse, begging to be sucked on.

“It’s… Bella. Bella Cohen,” she offered, and shyly scooted her bookbag straps tighter to her frame.

“Bella,” Justin repeated. She seemed to realize David was in the room, and stared over at him wide eyed, mouth slightly ajar. He gave her a small, knowing smile, and her head dropped, bright red blush overtaking her cheeks. “Bella—you remember Mr. Burke.” She nodded at her feet. “And Mr. Borrere.” Another nod. “Look up at us, Bella,” he instructed and glanced over at his colleagues. They all had their eyes trained on the eighteen year old before them.

Shyly, she lifted her head, and chewed on her lip through a nervous but pretty smile. David felt his cock twitch in his pants at the sight of it. He remembered her well. Last week, he’d seen that same pretty smile paired with eyes rolled back into her head as he pounded up into her cervix, slender ankles on his shoulders. He remembered she’d tried to pant out an apology through her orgasm when she accidently tapped her sneaker against his head with the twitching. Now, in his classroom, he held her eyes, and the tension between all of them was growing heavy. He set the chalk down very deliberately, and then lightly brushed the dust from his hands. He was still standing a good four feet from her, with his desk separating them. “Take your uniform off, Bella.”

It was a demand. And Bella listened quickly.

With all three teacher’s eyes on her, she shrugged off her bookbag onto the floor, and shimmied off her skirt. Her plump lips pursed together in worry as she finished off the job, pulling down her panties and then finally, unbuttoning her blouse completely and letting it fall. Her round tits bounced out of it with the movement heavily, flinging her hard nipples and she quickly used her lithe hands to cover them up.

“No, no—” Justin interjected. “Let us see.” The three men now were fully focused on her. David had joined to stand next to his colleagues and watch the student undress. She hesitated to drop her hands, but when she did, her puckered up little nipples were pointed out and up for them.

“Fuck,” Marcus sighed under his breath.

“Mmm, look at those.” David commented, and Bella seemed to relax a bit when he approached her. She leaned into it when he reached out to pinch them between his fingers and tug gently. A needy moan escaped her and between her thighs, Justin and Marcus could see her little pink clit swelling for touch. “Beautiful nipples,” he commented and then glanced over at his colleagues. “What do you think, guys?” He stepped behind Bella now, pushing his bulge up against her ass and still pinching out her nipples. She was trying to arch her ass into his erection as he tugged, whining. “Horny little thing, isn’t she?” Her nipples flung with how her tits lobbed back and forth when he dropped them. They were even harder now, redder, puffier. “Beautiful fucking nipples.” He reiterated, and took liberty to stick his hand down between her legs, and feel how wet she was.

Bella was gushing for the older men before her, her shaved smooth pussy drenched in her own need. Her hole was just as tight as David remembered, and he fingered into it through the wetness slowly. “You’re all ready, aren’t you?” he whispered, and his other hand went to undo his belt. “She’s more than ready to be fucked.” He chuckled, and Justin and Marcus chuckled with him. Marcus was starting to take off his shirt, and Justin was walking over to lock the door.

“Today, you gotta be quiet, okay?” David instructed to Bella. His fingers left her needy pussy, to yank his pants down. “There are two after school programs going on in the classrooms next to us, so no yelling.” As Justin was walking back over, he paused for a moment in debate, and then picked up her skirt and handed it to her.

“Put the skirt back on. Just the skirt.”

“And, the bookbag,” Marcus added, finally seeming to abandon his convictions. “And then get up on the desk.”

Bella did as she was told, and pulled her skirt back up around her waist. With her skirt and bookbag on, from behind, her toned round ass was defined. It poked out from underneath the skirt, and her pussy was clear as day to them. Puffy and swollen, literally dripping onto the floor as she walked over to the desk. She was quiet and shaking a bit, but eagerly arched up her ass for the taking. “Are you all gonna fuck me at the same time?” she asked quietly, gripping onto the straps on her backpack against the surface of the desk.

The three men looked around at each other. None of them had an answer. They hadn’t even planned for this. But all of them were rock hard. “Do you *want* all of us to fuck you at the same time?” David asked, rubbing at his hard cock through his slacks.

“Mmhmm,” she mumbled, nodding with her cheek pressed up against the mahogany. Her blue eyes flitted over to Marcus, who was gazing at her from the side. “I wanna see what cum tastes like,” she confessed sheepishly. Her pussy was completely exposed to them with her legs hiked up and open on the desk like that. She was flexible, and her thighs rested on her calves as she arched up higher for them. “Am I allowed?” she asked softly when nobody answered her.

Marcus chuckled, and approached her, his hand reaching out to smooth back some of her blonde hair out of her face. “Are you allowed,” he mocked, his hands undoing his own belt now. “We’re gonna fuck you until you’re begging us to stop. *’Are you allowed.’*” It was sarcastic and scoffing, as he pulled his pants down and his bulge fell forward with a thud onto the desk. “You wanna taste cum so bad? Put it in your fucking mouth.”

Bella hesitated, so Marcus did it for her. He picked up his thickened veiny dick and guided it through her parted lips. They pillowed out around it as he stuffed it down into her throat, and her eyes became panicked when she started choking for air. But the erratic movement of her mouth and tongue through the panic felt amazing, and Marcus started thrusting. “Breathe through your nose,” Justin instructed from next to her. He now had his own cock pulled out of his boxers, though he hadn’t bothered to pull his slacks completely off. Instead he pulled it out through his open zipper and lifted his balls out. He watched Bella struggle to suck on Marcus’ cock, and a small grin came to him when he thought of how much harder it was going to be to take his own cock in her throat. He was considerably larger and girthier than Marcus. The veins lining up his dick throbbed at the thought.

Behind her, David was positioning himself at her tight little hole, ready to fuck it open for all it was worth. But he took his time, and rubbed the head of it up and down, from her throbbing little ass to her clit, slicking up his cock with what was leaking out of her all day. She was getting frustrated with how much she was trying to buck her hips up into it, and he chuckled darkly as he held his heavy thick cock away from her hole as punishment. “Aht, aht. You wait until I decide you get it. Be a good girl, now,” he cooed, and watched as both of her holes throbbed miserably in response. He used his middle finger to circle around her asshole gently, rubbing some of her own slickness into it. But apparently it was extremely sensitive, because she suddenly twitched upward for more, an erratic moan exiting her that was only stifled by Marcus’ cock. David’s smile fell, replaced by something authoritative, and leaned forward to slap her firmly on the face. “I said, *be quiet*.” He reminded her and then looked over to Marcus. “Keep it in her mouth so she doesn’t draw attention.” She mumbled her apology against the cock that was stuffed in her mouth, drool leaking out and onto the desk from around Marcus’ erection.

Her pussy hole was swelling up for David, ripe and ready to be used. It was so warm and tight the older man almost forgot where he was. He wanted to groan out loudly in pleasure, but remembered at the last second that they would be caught. A shaky sigh, trying to keep it together, left him instead, as his thick cock pressed into her pussy. Just as tight as he remembered it, but somehow it still caught him off guard. Maybe because it was the end of the day last time, but right now he felt like he could burst into her with how hard he had to squeeze himself in. She was taking it like a champ. Slowly, but every inch was being squeezed in, even as her tight little walls tightened down around him. She yelped as he finally got himself almost all the way in, and her bookbag went jostling against her back with the movement. Her legs squirmed against the full feeling, her hole completely stretched now to fit her teacher’s old cock. The teenager’s ass was pressed up against David’s pelvis and it pushed back her plaid skirt up to her low back. Up in front, Justin had taken to masturbating against Bella’s face, rubbing his throbbing veiny cock against her cheek, slapping her with it, while Marcus thrusted steadily in and out of her mouth. The men were struggling to keep from making noise themselves, and Justin kept whispering obscenities as he dragged chords of precum over her pretty face.

Now that David was shoved up to the hilt inside her, he began thrusting through the tightness. Every time he dragged his cock back, her pussy would twitch around him, until he would ram it back up inside, and she would yelp softly against the blowjob again. The trio fell into pace with her, and while David defiled her pussy, Marcus and Justin took turns making her suck down their cocks. She panted on the seconds of break they gave her in between sucking, trying desperately to catch her breath before she had to choke down dick again. But she had a smile on her drool-covered face the whole time. Chords of drool hung over her chin and swung with the movement as dick thrust in her mouth and out of her pussy. Her bookbag was jostling against her bare shoulders, the thud of textbooks shifting inside of it while David pounded rhythmically into her. His cock was growing even while it was inside her, getting harder and harder. The teacher felt complete bliss overtake him, and started to hump animalistically into the teenager, the sound of their bodies slapping together wetly echoing through the room. Justin gripped tightly onto Bella’s blonde hair and yanked her head back so he could slap his cock against her face roughly while Marcus finally lost control, and started shooting out heavy chords of cum. He didn’t want to get it on the desk so he quickly improvised, and started drenching her bookbag with the cum that was exploding forcefully out of him. He sighed out a long groan, hand milking the rest of his seed out into her hair.

Justin was the next to fold. He tipped his head back and tried to keep from groaning as he shot cum forward, all over her face. She smiled, slutty, against the assault. Justin’s cum dripped down her cheeks and nose and lips, and he used his thumb to scoop some off her chin before it fell onto the desk, right back into her mouth. She accepted it eagerly, eyes rolled into the back of her head, she started suckling it off his finger and releasing a soft moan at how it tasted. David could feel her pussy throb around his cock as she tasted Justin’s cum, and then suddenly Bella was trembling with her own orgasm.

She took deep, shocked breaths as it came on and rolled through her in waves. Her legs started to squirm, and her whole body started to twitch, as David impaled her horny teenage pussy. She wracked violently against him when he didn’t stop ramming into her, and Justin quickly slapped his hand over her mouth as she started to scream out involuntarily. “Turn her around,” David demanded, and the three threw the teenager back into a missionary position. With her ankles up on his shoulders, David anchored himself onto the desk and rammed himself into her with hard, forceful thrusts. Her body twitched involuntarily as she orgasmed around the penetration, and Justin’s palms pressed down harder on her open lips. But it didn’t work. As her pussy started to contract deep inside her, an orgasm that practically sucked David’s cock up into her cervix, Bella started to scream out against Justin’s hand, loudly wailing out pleasure. Marcus grabbed her by the throat with both hands, gripped down hard until she couldn’t scream anymore, and David finally unloaded inside her with a sighing grunt. Her walls were thumping around him as he released, his painfully hard cock pulsing forward with every rope of cum that throbbed out of him. He fucked it all right back up inside of her, until her body went limp, and the teenager underneath him had finally had finally been fucked useless.

He pulled out of her with his breath heavy, and his cum dragged out of her onto the linoleum. The three men were sweating and exhausted as they started redressing. Bella lay sprawled out on the desk, her pussy nothing more than a puffy used hole now, leaking cum onto her thighs and uniform skirt. She was almost falling asleep, her cheeks and lips rosy.

“Bella,” Marcus called, and gently smoothed his cum down into her ashy blonde hair. “Bella, you have to go home now.”

She mumbled sleepily as she blinked her eyes back open to look up at the three older teachers who had just used her body. Her pussy felt warm and content, completely filled. “I feel better,” she sighed happily, and smiled up at Justin. “I like the way cum tastes.” A tired giggle left her, causing her tits to bounce gently. She went to sit and stand up, but once she had her bare toes back on the floor, all of Dave’s cum came gushing out of her onto the floor between her feet. “Oh—oops,” she exclaimed softly, and shyly shifted her legs together, but that just caused another dollop of David’s seed to come rushing out, this time down her toned thighs.

The teenager looked up innocently at all of them, face, hair and thighs covered in all their cum. “Can I come back for more? Please?”

The men looked around at each other, all now dressed again. Justin sighed, and mussed up her hair playfully. “We’ll put out a sign up sheet. Put your name on the list when we do. Now, go get home. Before you miss the late bus.”

That seemed to appease Bella, and she happily tugged all her clothes back on, panties soaking up what was left of the cum on her labia. Then just as she was about to leave, she stopped next to David. Bella hesitated shyly, but then quickly pecked a kiss to his cheek, her little pussy hole throbbing around his cum. “Thank you, Mr. Burke,” she murmured, and then left, smiley and blushing.

The three teachers were silent for a moment after she left—then, they all laughed together. “Jesus Christ,” Marcus grinned with a disbelieving shake of his head. “Fuck my wife. I want more of *that.*”

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*Disclaimer: Reader’s discretion. This story is purely fictional. This story may contain themes that some people might find uncomfortable, such as incest, age gap, barely legal, bdsm, and dd/lg. All characters are fictional and over the age of eighteen.*

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