The evening is getting late, and with her pamphlets handed out and her presentation at its end, Lorna thinks it best to dismiss the parents and end the parent teacher conference before people get too restless. The night was a success, and Lorna was happy to be done with the event for another year, if it weren’t for the looming feeling of uneasiness that hung over her head from the moment Mr McElroy stepped into the classroom.
The incident at the McElroy’s home had only occurred a couple of weeks prior, and it was still burning inside Lorna’s mind ever since. She hadn’t told her husband anything about what had happened during her first tutoring session, and she had hoped that her indiscretion would go unnoticed and she could forget that it ever happened. It was more difficult than she had expected to push the memories away, however. The feeling of pure ecstasy and degradation still made her panties wet every time she thought about it, and the moment her unexpected lover stepped into her classroom with all the other parents, she couldn’t help but squirm in her seat and bite her lower lip at the sight of him.
All of the parents start filing out of the room, and Lorna tries to pack her things as quickly as she can. She slips her last book into her bag as the classroom door slams shut behind the exiting group, but when she looks up, there he is. Mr McElroy is in a smart Navy suit and tie, his dusty beard neatly trimmed and growing up into his sophisticated salt-and-pepper hair.
“I was hoping you’d be wearing that little pencil skirt again, but I suppose this will do.”
Lorna has on a yellow summer dress that buttons up in the front. She appropriately isn’t showing too much cleavage, and her beautiful red hair hangs down in curls over her shoulders.
“I…um…” Lorna stutters as Mr McElroy makes his way to the front of the classroom and presses his palms against the surface of her desk, leaning forward until his face is just inches from hers.
“Did you wear this dress for me?”
As if he had studied the buttons for hours before, He swiftly pops open her top two buttons in one quick motion of his fingers. Lorna is surprised, she jumps back for a moment and looks down at her now exposed cleavage. Lorna looks nervously at the door, and then back at her student’s father. Mr McElroy is wearing a devilish grin and he makes his way around her desk as the teacher taps her fingernails nervously on the surface of her desk.
“As soon as I saw you leaning over this desk during your presentation I knew I had to have you. I think you wore this pretty little dress because you knew I would be lifting it up as soon as everyone was gone.”
Mr McElroy positions himself behind her, putting one hand on either side of her and pressing himself against her as he moves her hair aside and kisses her neck. Lorna lets out a long sigh, her eyes closed, and suddenly she feels Mr McElroy’s hand grazing the back of her thigh as he lifts her dress up at the back.
“Wait!” Lorna turns around quickly, backing herself up against her desk and putting her hand out to hold the father back. “This is my classroom, we can’t do this here. We shouldn’t be doing it at all! I could get fired!”
Lust burns in his eyes as Lorna describes the risks, her protests seeming to egg him on. Mr McElroy grabs Lorna’s shoulder and spins her around, bending her over and forcing her down onto the desk as he pulls her dress up over her round ass. She can’t believe this is happening, she tries to resist and pull herself free but Mr McElroy’s hand is pressing down on her back as he yanks her panties down to her knees and admires her voluptuous ass as she’s bent over in front of him.
“Perfect.” He breathes.
Lorna feels his fingers probing at her moist pussy lips, and soon she hears him unbuckling his belt and the sound of a zipper being lowered. She wants to struggle and fight and protest, but those feelings come back to her, and all she wants is to feel him invade her like he did on that couch.
As she awaits the supposedly unwanted penetration that she knows is inevitable, she hears a sound that she didn’t anticipate. The classroom door creaks open and before she has a chance to look up, it slams shut again. Lorna looks towards the door and sees four of the fathers from the parent teacher conference standing and staring at the two of them.
“M-Mr Johnson, Mr Levine, Mr Delaney, Mr Crawford! I…this isn’t what…”
“Oh it’s exactly what it looks like.” Mr McElroy chuckles, giving Lorna a firm slap on the ass, “I have a feeling there’s enough to go around.”
Lorna’s eyes widen, and while she was expecting a collective gasp of disbelief and horror, instead, she is greeted with four of her students’ fathers grinning and stepping further into the room.
It all happened so fast, and Lorna is mesmerized as the father’s all crowd around her desk. Mr McElroy still has her bent over the desk, and as she looks up she sees Mr Johnson already pulling his ebony cock from his khakis. He stands on the other side of the desk opposite Mr McElroy, and soon Lorna finds herself with Mr Johnson’s fingers tangling in her hair as he forces her head down on his big black cock.
Lorna feels both her hands suddenly restrained, a strong masculine grip on each of her wrists. Soon her fingers are wrapping around a smooth, throbbing phallus and she’s being forced to jerk off two of the fathers. She can barely see, as her head is being held in place and her mouth violated, but she knows that Mr Levine is to her left and Mr Delaney is to her right.
Mr Levine’s blonde hair is already sweaty and clinging to his forehead as he forces the teacher to stroke him, his blue jeans around his ankles and his moaning loud and prominent. Mr Delaney is grunting as Lorna jerks him, she can feel his suit pants against her hand as she strokes from tip to base, and though his rusty hair and beard is just out of her view, she can almost feel his green eyes boring into her soul.
Mr McElroy leans forward, pulling her hair out of her face as he presses herself against her.
“You know this is what you’ve always wanted.”
Lorna tries to struggle. She tries to pull her hands away from the two fathers on either side of her, but their grip is tight and they use her hands as fleshlights. She tries to speak out in protest but her mouth is so full of Mr Johnson’s massive member that she feels herself bobbing up and down along with the forcefulness of his grip on her hair. Mr McElroy’s cock presses against her pussy, and soon she feels him penetrate her with great force. Her eyes widen and she lets out a cry of both pain and pleasure, and all at once he is fucking her.
“Oooh, there we go! Damn, you’re tighter than I remember!”
All the fathers chuckle together, and Lorna feels Mr Johnson speed up as he fucks her mouth. His grip on her hair tightens and his hips thrust forward deep into her throat. His moans turn to wild grunts and soon she feels him tense up.
“Oooh shit! Fuckin’ take it!” He groans, pulling back only slightly so that he cums directly on her tongue before pulling back farther to glaze her face. “Shit that’s a pretty little face all coated in my jizz, you should always look like this.”
Lorna feels the sticky cream dripping down her chin, splattering her cheeks and coating her tongue. She swallows the cum in her mouth and licks her lips, and realizes that she has started moaning uncontrollably with pleasure.
“Yeah, she fucking wants it for sure, just look at her!” Mr Delaney groans, now letting go of her wrist as Lorna is now willingly jerking off both of the fathers.
“Mmm, well I got something for her then.” Mr Levine leans against the edge of the desk as he prepares for orgasm, and Lorna looks to her left and up at him.
His face twists in the agony of climax and soon he blows a large, thick load all over her face and chest. His juices drip down her neck and pool in her cleavage, her hair sticky with cum, and before she can take a breath, she feels Mr Levine grasp her hair and pull her face towards him as he too lets a massive load flow from his cock and splatter across her mouth and neck.
In a matter of minutes Lorna has three separate loads glazing her face, she can taste the mixture of cum on her lips and she is suddenly swept up in the ecstasy that she had been missing since that day on Mr McElroy’s couch. The new level of sheer degradation and the feeling of being used so completely makes her wetter than she had ever been before. Mr McElroy’s cock plunges deep inside her, her own juices guiding the way. She was right where she knew she should be.
“Look at you,” Mr McElroy whispers aggressively in her ear, “Look at what a dirty little slut teacher you are. We’re going to have you any and every way we want you, and you’re going to beg for more”
Lorna looks over her shoulder, her eyes begging and her lips trembling as she watches Mr McElroy’s face contort as he nears climax.
“Yes…yes, please!” She cries out, gripping the edge of her desk as Mr McElroy pounds hard and fast into her pussy. His fingers grip her hips and his cock fills her completely. Her husband’s cock never filled her like this, and she cries out for more. All of the fathers stand around watching, laughing and cheering Mr McElroy on as he finally unloads his essence deep into his son’s teacher’s welcoming womb.
“Oooh fuck! Niiice and deep for you, Miss. Plenty of room for more.
And there would be more. Before Lorna can even enjoy the feeling of her students father’s cum dripping from her needy cunt, the men are grabbing her and positioning her like a doll to their liking.
Mr Levine lays on the desk, his jeans now kicked off to the side of the room. The other fathers lift Lorna onto the table and soon they are holding her steady as they force her to squat down on Mr Levine’s cock. His dick slides a couple of times between her moist pussy lips, but once he’s lubed up sufficiently, she feels him penetrate her asshole unexpectedly.
“Shit that’s tight! Oooh yeah!” Mr Levine grasps Lorna’s hips, holding her up as he begins to thrust up into her stretching anus. The pain is outweighed by the feeling of being used, a feeling that Lorna has come to know and love.
She leans back, one hand on either side of Mr Levine’s torso, and he thrusts up hard and fast into her backside. Soon, Mr Crawford appears between her legs, his ebony hair falling playfully over his eyes and his Mediterranean features, sharp and striking, outshined by the sight of his leaking phallus already rubbing against Lorna’s spread pussy lips.
“Oh yeah, plenty of room for more!” Mr Crawford exclaims as he enters Lorna’s used up womanhood.
Lorna cries out in ecstasy, both her holes being filled simultaneously. She has never been so fulfilled, and she knows that she’ll never be happy unless she’s being used and violated like this as often as possible. The men pump in and out of her, their movements in perfect sync as they feel each of her chasms. Their hands are all over her, groping her bouncing breasts, massaging her aching clit, squeezing her firm round ass, pulling at her hair. She cries out with pleasure as every erogenous zone is tended to, and soon she looks to her left to see Mr Johnson standing on the edge of the desk, his cock waving in her face.
“Looks like you have one more hole that isn’t being used.” He snickers, forcing his cock into her mouth as she looks up at him with hungry eyes.
His cock tastes salty, and she can feel his precum gushing onto her tongue as he slides his dick in and out of her welcoming mouth. Mr Delaney and Mr McElroy are touching her, fondling her and forcing her to touch their throbbing members. Lorna is completely overwhelmed by the sensations that the five men are bombarding her with, but something about the complete lack of control makes her quiver.
She hears Mr Levine grunt beneath her, he grasps the back of her hair and soon she feels him thrust harder than ever into her stretched anus. He lets out a wild groan, gasping as he empties himself in her ass. He thrusts a couple more times, and then his cock slips out, leaving her leaking as Mr Crawford continues to pound into her now gushing wet pussy.
Mr Levine slips out from underneath her, laying her down on the desk. Mr Johnson straddles her shoulders and continues to fuck her mouth, using her like a doll for his own pleasure. She happily accepts his manhood deep in her throat, and her muffled moans are barely audible as he grunts and fills her mouth with his bitter cream. It slides down her throat and her eyes roll back as she gleefully swallows every drop that’s deposited into her mouth.
Mr Johnson wipes the excess cum off on her face, and jumps down from the desk. Lorna lays there limp, her legs spread and Mr Crawford pounding away as she smiles and licks her salty lips. She feels a strong masculine hand on each of her wrists, and soon she has her fingers wrapped around two meaty cocks. They use her hands to jerk themselves off, and she doesn’t even look at who’s using her. She doesn’t care who it is, all she wants is more and more cum inside her and all over her. She wants to be used, violated, she wants to feel completely degraded and discarded.
She looks up and sees Mr Crawford, his face crumpled and wrinkled as he is preparing to empty his load inside her. His fingers tighten on her hips, his thrusts become deeper, and his speed quickens. She can feel her ass leaking and the cum gushing out around Mr Crawford’s cock from the load that was deposited inside her pussy previous to him. She can still taste the cum in her mouth and she can feel the oozing cream glazing her fingers as the men treat her hands like masturbatory aids. She is finally where she belongs.
“Fuck, yeah! Yes! Here’s another one for you, slut!” Mr Crawford bellows.
“God, yes, please! Give it to me! I want more, more, more!!” Lorna finds herself crying out for another helping of cream. She screams for more and begs until finally Mr Crawford lets out a long drawn out grunt and Lorna feels his essence being pumped deep inside her pussy, mixing with the previous load that was already gifted to her.
Mr Crawford pulls out, and the sensation of male juices mixing and gushing from every hole makes Lorna shiver. The concoction pools beneath her on her desk, and she barely has time to enjoy the humiliation of what she imagines she must look like laying there, before the men drag her to her feet and force her onto her knees.
There she kneels, five fathers surrounding her. They all have their cocks out, jerking and moaning. Directly in front of her is Mr McElroy, he looks down at her as if he could tell that this was what she had somehow always wanted and never realized. A subtle and playful smile spreads across her face, she closes her eyes, and as she leans her head back and sticks her tongue out, she feels the most fulfilling sensation of the evening.
“Oooh, take it, whore!”
“You know she fuckin’ loves it, just look at her face, she wants it all!”
“That’s right, pretty little teacher, open that mouth wide for us.”
“One last cum shot for the road.”
“You’re going to be begging for more by tomorrow.”
A cacophony of masculine grunts and moans fill the classroom, and Lorna feels five separate sticky loads being sprayed across her face and chest simultaneously. The men cheer and moan as they finish, coating every inch of visible flesh on the young teacher’s trembling body. As they all chuckle and enjoy the view, they tuck themselves back in their pants, and before Lorna opens her eyes, they are all gone.
All her holes are gushing. Her face, chest, and tongue are glazed in a thick cream. She looks in the full length mirror hanging on the wall and sees herself this way for the first time. Only one thought goes through her mind, she smiles at herself in the mirror.
“More.”
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