The Christmas party was a special event at the school this year. All staff and PTA members were invited, and the mingling of parents and teachers during the holidays made for a very special Christmas celebration. Especially for one teacher in particular.
Lorna was wearing a dark green sequin dress that ended just at her knee, and the low cut neckline left little to the imagination. Her vibrant red locks were held up in a neat bun on the top of her head, and her eyes popped with dramatic black makeup along with supple red lips. Lorna was getting looks from everyone, from the principal to the parents. Some mothers whispered about her in their tight-knit groups, but she tried to ignore them.
“Do you think this dress was inappropriate for an event with the parents?” Lorna asked her husband, shrinking into the corner in embarrassment.
“Don’t listen to them, they’re just jealous,” Max assured her “you look amazing.”
“Still, I think I have a cardigan in my classroom that I can put over myself to be a little more conservative. I’ll be right back.”
Lorna snuck out of the party and made her way across the school to her classroom. She dug through some of the belongings that she kept in her desk and found a small black cardigan that buttoned up in the front. She grabbed it and started to make her way for the door, but stopped when she noticed one of the parents had entered the room after her and was standing between her and the exit.
“Mr Brown, is there something I can help you with? We are trying to keep everyone in the staff room for the party.”
Mr Brown wore a fine gray suit with a striped red and green tie, his aged eyes creasing as he smiled at the scantily clad teacher that clutched her cardigan. His salt and pepper hair was neat and slicked back with gel. He stepped towards Lorna with a grin on his face and his hands in his pockets.
“And yet you managed to slip away didn’t you, you must have known that I’d follow you here.”
Lorna’s face grew noticeably pinker, she fiddled with her cardigan nervously and looked down to avoid eye contact with the suggestive father.
“I’m not sure what you mean…”
“Oh don’t pretend. The way you’re dressed tonight, The way you’ve been flirting with me in there, not to mention all the stories I’ve heard of what a horny little tutor you are.”
Lorna looked up, looking Mr Brown in the eye with surprise and slight shame, but her eyes glittered with the thrill of what he was saying.
“I…this is wrong. This is different, my husband is here.”
Mr Brown took one final step towards her, resting his hands on her shoulders and looking down into her apprehensive eyes.
“Mmm, even better.”
Before she could protest, or even comprehend what was happening, Mr Brown had gently but firmly pushed her down onto her knees in front of him. She was confronted with an obvious bulge behind his trousers, and she immediately felt a familiar tingle and a wetness beneath her panties. Mr Brown pulled his tubescent girth from his trousers and Lorna looked up at him with a hesitant gaze. He smiled down at her and as she opened her mouth to refuse his meaty gift, he placed his hand on the back of her head, pulling her towards him and gently forcing himself into her mouth.
“Mmm, I was told you had a nice mouth, but I had no idea it was so pretty and skilled.” Mr Brown complimented the young teacher, slowly rocking back and forth as his manhood slipped in and out of Lorna’s mouth.
She was hesitant at first, her eyes constantly darting towards the door, but soon she was looking up at the forceful and dominant parent that penetrated her orifice with such seductive command. She found her hands rising to cup his balls and wrap around the base of his shaft, slowly matching the movement and speed of her mouth, up and down, up and down. She wondered if anyone else would walk through that door, if perhaps the principal or even her husband would come looking for her and catch her with her mouth full and her mound damp with anticipation.
Mr Brown started humping faster and faster, pulling her face down onto his cock with a little more forcefulness. His hips went back farther and thrust forward until she could feel the tip of his cock in the back of her throat. Her eyes started to roll back by the sensation of having her face fucked in the middle of her classroom with her husband just a few hallways away, when the PTA father suddenly let out an extended grunting noise and she felt a welcome spray hit the back of her throat.
“Oooh, god damn it. I was hoping that would last a little longer, ha, but I suppose this doesn’t have to be the last time. No no, don’t get up, it seems you have some more work to do.”
Mr Brown smirked down at Lorna, zipping up his pants casually and turning to walk away. This was when Lorna noticed that two of the other fathers were standing at the door. She didn’t know when they had arrived but she knew what they were there for.
“M-Mr Reese, Mr Unger, I…” Lorna stuttered, unable to form a cohesive sentence as the two fathers walked towards her.
“We had a feeling you would have snuck off somewhere to be the dirty little girl we’ve heard about. Glad we didn’t miss the excitement.” Mr Unger chortled, rubbing his shaven head and smoothing down his goatee as he sat down in Lorna’s desk chair.
“We saw you in there, that tight little body on display in that dress. Bold of you to advertise so flagrantly right in front of the whole staff and even your own husband. But I guess that’s what you sluts get off on, eh?” Mr Reese chuckled, and Mr Unger joined in.
Mr Reese looked down at Lorna with a determined glare, his square jaw softened only by his neat and angular rusty beard. He swept his strawberry blonde hair back and then firmly grasped Lorna by the shoulders and lifted her up to her feet. She felt Mr Unger’s hands lifting her dress from behind and she suddenly felt exposed.
“I…I don’t think…” she began to protest.
“No, you don’t think, that’s not what you’re good at. But we have heard a thing or two about what you are good at.” Mr Reese gave Lorna a devilish grin and suddenly Mr Unger was pulling her down into his lap.
She felt him pull her panties to the side and the painful but careful pressure against her anus gave way as his cock slid easily into her asshole.
“Oh fuck!” She cried out, steadying herself on the arms of the chair. But she didn’t pull herself up, she groaned at the sensation of her ass suddenly being filled, and she instinctively opened her legs as Mr Reese lunged forward with his dick already in his hand.
“That’s it, already spreading them wide for me. You know what I want.” Mr Reese slid his cock between her moist pussy lips and soon she was being filled completely.
With both holes now stuffed, Lorna felt the sensation of two men sandwiching her between them, they’re warm muscular bodies writhing against her from either side. She couldn’t help but moan with pleasure as Mr Unger thrust up into her aching backside, and Mr Reese pounded her from the front. Their rhythms matched perfectly, each pistoning in and out of her holes in a seamless motion. Mr Reese plunged deep into her warm pussy just as Mr Unger pulled out of her tight sphincter, and when he thrust back in, Mr Reese gently pulled away. She was an ecstasy.
“Mmm shit, I hope these aren’t the kind of lessons you’re teaching my daughter, it seems what you know best is how to be a horny little whore.” Mr Unger whispered into her ear from behind, his teeth clenched and with a grin across his face. His fingers dug into her hips as he thrust upward. Mr Reese held on to the back of the chair and pounded Lorna as he stared down at her bouncing cleavage.
“You thought you could walk around and tease us in this little dress and not get what was coming to you. But if you’re going to tease, you better eventually give it up like the good little slut you are.” With that, Mr Reese reached down and pulled out Lorna’s left breast.
Her eyes rolled back as this aggressive father of two began to suck on her stiff, sensitive nipple. She began to moan uncontrollably, her hand instinctively traveling up his chest, shoulder, neck, to rest on the back of his head as he nibbled on her milky breast. The two men penetrated her simultaneously and the sensation of both her holes being filled so skillfully and in such poetic rhythm, brought her near climax.
“Fuck, fuck!” Lorna’s voice echoed against the walls of her classroom, and just as she was about to reach an incredible and ill-advised orgasm, both men simultaneously began to growl and groan.
“Shit, yes!” Mr Unger’s grip tightened around Lorna’s hips and he thrust deep and hard and fast into her stretched but welcoming asshole.
“Oooooh fuuuuck there it is!” Mr Reese looked into Lorna’s eyes, an aggressive yet ecstatic expression on his face, and she knew that the two fathers were filling her with their warm, dominant essence.
Lorna could feel how full she was immediately, two loads inside her at once. Mr Reese pulled out first, and he took her hands and pulled her up from her seated position on Mr Unger’s lap, the thick cock uncorking her gushing hole and allowing creamy goodness to flow down her thighs.
She stood there, used and filled. She watched the two men zip up, straighten out their suits, and give her one last smirk as they each walked out of the room. There was something about this feeling, the sensation of being used as nothing but a depository for their creamy ejaculate, their toy. She loved it. She loved the aura of filth that surrounded her. All of the parents knew, at least all of the fathers. She was no longer a professional, no longer a respected teacher to their children. She was their plaything.
The room seemed to slip away, all Lorna could think about was the two loads that dripped down her thighs as she stood leaning against her desk. She felt whole, complete, like this is who she wanted to be. Her mind raced with the possibilities, and she barely noticed that someone else had entered the room behind her. She breathed heavily and her clit tingled as she felt a pair of hands grip her firm, full backside. She immediately felt a sense of duty, and without even knowing who it was behind her, she wordlessly bent over the desk and presented herself to whoever wanted her next.
“Mmm, now that’s hospitality.” The voice was gruff, and she recognized it as another PTA father, Mr McCarthy. “I think you’re going to need to be on your hands and knees for this one, though.”
Before she knew what was happening, Lorna was being tossed around like a rag doll and positioned by Mr McCarthy. She was spun around by his forceful hands, and saw there were two other fathers in the room with him, Mr Laramie and Mr Donahue.
Soon Mr Donahue was laying down on the surface of her desk, his hips right at the edge. Mr McCarthy forced her up onto the desk to straddle him, and as she had felt before, a thick, manly tool was thrust up into her womanhood. She watched Mr Laramie step around the desk and present her with his leaking phallus. Her eyes widened hungrily and she leaned down to take it obediently, her tongue lapping up the gift that leaked from his tip before opening her mouth to accept it fully.
“This bitch knows what a father really needs from a teacher, now take it in every hole you little slut!” Mr McCarthy thrust deep into her already gaping and lubed asshole.
She felt every orifice in her body being violated at once, and she felt everything was right in the world. Mr Donahue laid back and groped at her now fully exposed breasts, tweaking her nipples as she moaned against Mr Laramie’s pulsating cock. Even with her mouth full, she displayed the full emotion of a woman being used in all the most degrading ways that she had always wanted, and somehow she wordlessly begged for more.
Mr McCarthy gripped her hips with his strong, confident fingers. He grunted wildly as he fucked her from behind, his path already lubricated by the father before him. Every hole was being used to its full potential, and Lorna felt the tingle of orgasm return as she was so firmly violated by these PTA parents. Her body ached and her arms trembled as she held herself up. Her anus stretched and the heavenly sensation of her colon being filled brought her near the brink of ecstasy. Her womanly chasm squeezed around Mr Donahue’s sensitive manhood, threatening to soak him with her feminine juices at any moment.
“Fuck, this slut’s about to cum!” The look of pure delight was evident on Lorna’s face, and Mr Laramie began to aggressively fuck her mouth in anticipation of her orgasmic fit.
“That’s it baby girl, cum all over Daddy’s big fat cock!” Mr Donahue demanded, groping at Lorna’s bouncing breasts. He leaned up to lick her sensitive nipples, and this simple sensation sent her over the edge.
“There she goes! Cum you filthy little PTA whore!” Mr McCarthy shouted, and Lorna didn’t care if his voice carried down the hall to the rest of the party.
His hand wound back, and with a loud slap it connected with her bouncing, rippling backside. He spanked her over and over as she convulsed in orgasm, her chest jiggling over Mr Donahue’s face and her throat relaxing as Mr Laramie forced his cock deep into her inviting mouth. She was in heaven. Her pussy contracted and tensed, and her sphincter squeezed tightly, each hole creating an even tighter hold around their respective guests.
“Ooooh yeeeees!” The sensation of Lorna’s climaxing womanhood brought Mr Donahue to orgasm. He shot a second load into Lorna’s welcoming cavern, and she could feel the viscous fluid gush out around his cock and drip down her thighs.
Mr Laramie and Mr McCarthy both simultaneously orgasmed immediately after, and soon every orifice available to them was dripping with cum. Lorna’s ass was filled again, her colon becoming a receptacle for masculine fluids. The powerful spray of Mr Laramie’s cock filled her mouth and she swallowed gleefully as the flavor of his pleasure coated the inside of her mouth.
Lorna almost lost consciousness as her own orgasm wound down and her muscles gave way. The men picked her up like she was nothing but a blow up doll used for their amusement, and they tossed her onto her desk chair as they tucked themselves back in, straightened themselves up, and gave her one last dominant grin before returning to the party.
Lorna knew that this was the life she wanted, she was the official PTA sex toy and she had to make sure her new lifestyle was preserved. She wiped the sweat from her brow, straightened her dress, cum still coating the inside of her thighs, and made sure her hair was still in a neat bun before making her way back down the hall.
The party was still in full swing, none of the fathers that had snuck away seemed to be missed, and no one had questioned her extended absence, until she locked eyes with her husband across the room.
“Hey sweety, You’ve been gone a while, is everything okay? I thought you were going to get your cardigan.” Lorna’s husband brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear and looked at her, concerned.
“Oh, um, No I decided I didn’t need it. I think this dress looks nice and it gets me just the amount of attention that I want. No more, no less.” Lorna smiled sweetly at her husband, a burning desire behind her eyes that she hoped was invisible to him.
“Well I think You look beautiful. Besides, they can look all they want because I’m the one who gets to take you home tonight.” He smiled sweetly at her, not aware of the irony of his own words. He leaned in and kissed her, their tongues mingling just for a second as a husband and wife would do. “Mm, what’s that I taste? Is that your drink? It’s sort of bitter but, like, creamy.”
Lorna looked around at each of the fathers that had used her that night. And with one final look at Mr Laramie, Lorna licked the residue of his cum from her lips and then turned back to her husband and smiled.
“Oh, it’s my new favourite, better get used to it.”
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