It cut through the orgasmic bliss the titty fuck Kalena Apikalia had just delivered to me. My cum dripped down her golden-brown face and across her large breasts piled around my futa-cock. My body buzzed from my orgasmic pleasure.
“How long have you been abusing your post as president to take advantage of the students?” demanded the heated Florinda, the head of the board of trustee that oversaw Rogers College. “You're taking advantage of them. Madre de Diosa! How could you do this?”
“Nothing illegal about fucking a college girl,” I panted, struggling to think. The cheerleader orgy raging in my office had stopped. The ten naughty sluts who'd burst into my office to reward me for getting the rules changed no longer kissed and licked and fingered each other. But the board of trustee hadn't announced the if it had passed yet.
Not officially.
“You're in a position of power over them!” Florinda said. The Brazilian futa had such fury in her face. “And here you are having an orgy with the cheer squad? What, did you tell them they'd be cut from the team if they didn't suck your cock.”
“I would never do that!” I hissed, indignation bursting through me. I said. I stood up, forcing Kalena to fall on her butt, her large, cum-splattered tits heaving. “I would never take advantage of any of my students. You know that! I care for them!”
“I just see a horny, middle-aged futa fucking her students,” hissed Florinda. “This is why you wanted us to change the rule so you can fuck them! That's it, huh? Afraid we'd find out about your office orgies.”
“This is the first time it's happened,” I protested.
“Easy to say now!” Florinda's face twisted. “I was on the fence on this, but now I'm going to make sure all inappropriate relationships stopped, including that 'Stacie Rule.' Then I'm going to have you fired. Terminated for cause! Try getting another job with that hanging over your head.”
“Shut up!” snapped Tatyana. The head of the cheer squad rounded my desk, her large breasts bouncing proud before her. “We forced ourselves on President McTaggart. We all wanted to fuck her, so we came in here to thank her because we thought it was okay. She even tried to stop us, but we get what we want!”
“That's right!” said Genevieve, the nineteen-year-old freshman stepping up beside her captain. “The board of trustee needs to vote yes. That's what the students of your college want! We want to fuck our professors and each other. Stop being a prude!”
“What?” Florinda gasped. “How did you get them to parrot this line of BS!”
“Parrot?” My jaw dropped. “What, do you think I've manipulated them over the course of a year so they want to fuck me.”
“I heard the Program turns girls into utter sluts. Just look at the 'Perverts Society.' They used to be against this, and then they show up at a board of trustee meeting naked and wanting to fuck us.”
“You enjoyed every minute of that!” I said, memories of last night's meeting flashing through my mind. “Don't even pretend you didn't. You had a good time fucking Sandra Murphy, didn't you?”
Florinda's cheeks darkened. “That's not the issue. You are here, in violation of the college's policy. You know it's a fireable offense to do things with the students. I made that clear at the start of testing the Program here. Over the summer, we'll even decide if that's worth continuing.”
“What?” gasped Tatyana. “You are not getting rid of the Program. It rocks.”
“I loved my week in the Program!” Genevieve said.
“We love cheering naked, too!”
“I got fucked by so many futas during my week! It was the best!”
“Stop being a dick in the mud!”
“This is happening,” said Tatyana. “You are not going to stop it.”
“Oh?” asked Florinda. “It's not up to you.”
“Girls,” Tatyana said, a big grin on her face. “We get what we want.”
Before Florinda could react, Kalena and Genevieve had grabbed her arms. The shocked head of the board of trustee didn't resist for a few heartbeats as they dragged her towards my desk. Then her arms thrashed, struggling to break free.
“Girls, girls, what are you doing?” I demanded in shock.
“Just relax, Ms. President,” said Jalila. The Arabic cheerleader sauntered by me, a big grin on her face. “We'll take care of this. We know just what Florinda needs.”
“You need your own taste of cheerleader pussy,” Tatyana purred. “You're just salty because you don't get to be around our sexy, nubile bodies all day like Ms. President does.”
“Don't get to see us shaking our titties,” said Wendy Marris.
“Or flashing our shaved cunts,” purred Genevieve, her eyes bright and wild.
“You don't get the delight of sliding into our pussies!” moaned Ophelia Pearl.
“Or our assholes!” added Susanne Forester.
“You want us to suck your cock,” moaned Kalena.
“So here's your chance!” Tatyana moaned. She grinned as her cheerleaders forced Florinda to sit down on the edge of my desk. “You're going to get to try some nice, tight, barely legal cunt. Cheerleader cunt!”
“No cunt's better than cheerleader cunt!” the other girls all whooped in near unison. “Every futa's on the hunt, begging for some cheerleader cunt!”
Florinda gasped as Jalila pushed up her skirt. The naughty, Arab cheerleader's round breasts swayed as she leaned over. She was almost kissing the board of trustee leader. The naughty cheerleader exposed a pair of black panties bulging with a hard cock.
“What have we here?” purred Jalila. “Is that your futa-cock erect? For us? I think that's against the rules. Aren't you counted as staff.”
“Yes,” panted Florinda.
“And didn't you give an exemption to the rule so staff, like you, could fuck some barely legal cunt last night?” said Kalena, pressing her cum-stained boobs into the side of Florinda's head. My jizz smeared on the futa's lush face. “How interesting.”
“And now here she is, without such an exemption to the rule in place, enjoying Tatyana's cunt,” purred Genevieve.
“Wait, what?” gasped Florida as at the same moment, Jalila yanked down the futa's panties.
Florinda's girl-dick popped out of her black panties, a thick slab of golden-brown cock thrusting from the shaved folds of her pussy. She had a landing strip of black hair leading right towards her big cock. Pink cuntlips wrapped around the base, gleaming with her passion.
“Ooh, yes, yes, it was so naughty of you to come in here and fuck me, Ms. Matos,” moaned Tatyana. She straddled the Hispanic futa's waist. The naughty cheerleader grabbed Florinda's cock and guided the tip upward. She lowered herself, her skirt blocking the view of the naughty contact.
“No, no,” moaned Florinda, her face wide with shock. Then pleasure rippled around her.
“Oh, yes, yes, your cock feels so good in my pussy, Ms. Matos. Mmm, that's a wonderful futa-cock just stretching my tight, coed pussy. That's such a naughty thing for you to do, but I was just so helpless. You manipulated me with all your power over me. I was just helpless and had no choice but to do this.”
“Goddess, you're all crazy,” moaned Florinda. Her face twisted.
“And tight,” panted Tatyana. “Unless you're going to insult me by claiming my pussy isn't tight.”
Florinda gasped, her body bucking. “No, you're tight. Goddess, you are, but... But...”
“Mmm, just enjoy,” Kalena said and rubbed her boobs into Florinda's face. “Enjoy my big, round titties. I know it's against the rules, but you're just such a naughty futa. Mmm, I can't help myself but please you. I have noooo agency what so ever. You're in charge.”
I couldn't help but laugh as Florinda shuddered. How could she fight against those nubile cheerleaders? When they wanted something, they got it. Florinda moaned as Tatyana worked her pussy up and down that thick shaft.
The blonde cheer captain through a look over her shoulder. Her naked back twisted as she did so. Her perky face had a flirty smile on her lips. Her blue eyes sparkled as she worked her pussy up and down Florinda's cock, riding the futa.
“What are you waiting on, Ms. President,” she asked, her voice pure passion.
“Yeah, Ms. President,” naughty Genevieve said. The blue-eyed freshman grabbed me and pulled my cock towards Tatyana. “You need to fuck her pussy, too. You have to be in her. You have to take advantage of her, too.”
“Yes, yes, both of you take advantage of my coed pussy!” moaned the wild cheerleader. “I want you both in my cunt.”
“Both?” I gasped in shock.
“Mmm, pussies stretch,” Kalena said, still smothering Florinda's face with those cum-smeared titties. “Double fuck our cheer captain.”
“It'll be so hot,” moaned Jalila.
“Go, Ms. President, go!” the cheerleaders cheered. “Double-stuff that muff!”
Genevieve pulled me to the desk. I was just the right height to make my cock line up perfectly with Tatyana's rear. I wanted to slide into her asshole, but were they really going to have me double-stuff her muff as the cheerleaders kept chanting? Genevieve pressed my cock down past Tatyana's cunt and nudged me into Florinda's cock.
I guessed so.
As Tatyana came down the thick clit-dick she rose, her pussy lips pressed into my cock's tip. I groaned as those warm, silky cuntlips spread and spread over my cock. Tatyana's back arched. Her blonde hair danced down her back. Florinda whimpered, my cock pressing into hers.
My tip popped into that double-stuffed muff.
“Oh, my goddess, yes!” Tatyana moaned as I pressed forward.
“Shit!” I gasped. I had never felt anything quite like this.
Both of our cocks were in the cheerleader's cunt. My futa-dick slipped past Florinda's throbbing shaft to reach deeper and deeper into Tatyana's pussy. Her tight, barely legal flesh squeezed around us. The pleasure shot down to my cunt. My own snatch clenched. My round breasts jiggled.
“Enjoy!” Genevieve moaned before she planted a hot kiss on my mouth, her round breasts pressing into my side.
“Yes, yes, you're going to both cum in my pussy!” moaned Tatyana. “Two wicked members of staff taking advantage of a helpless and naive student.”
None of those words described the owner of the hot pussy squeezed about my cock.
My futa-dick throbbed and ached as she slid her pussy up my shaft. Up both our shafts. Florinda moaned into Kalena's tits while I groaned into Genevieve's hot mouth. Our tongues danced and dueled. They swirled around each other while that wonderful pussy massaged my cock and squeezed me against Florinda's throbbing dick.
Then the cheerleader slammed down us. That tight, hot sheath massaged us. Wet silk pressed us together. My cunt clenched. My pussy cream ran down my thighs. All the cheerleaders were around us, watching, fingering each other, cheering us on.
“Ride those two cocks!” whooped Susanne, her fingers plundering Ophelia's cunt.
“Yes, yes, work that pussy up and down their dicks!” whimpered Ophelia, returning the favor to Susanne.
“When you're pussy's hot and creaming, you need two dicks to do some reaming!”
“Yes!” groaned Tatyana, her hot pussy squeezing us tight. Her pleated, purple skirt swirled about her rump as she rode our cocks.
I broke the kiss with Genevieve and panted. My round breasts jiggled as I stood there and enjoyed the sensation of my dick being pressed tight into another futa's cock. All the while surrounded by a cheerleader's barely legal twat.
It was heaven.
It was all my dreams come true.
I loved this. I wished my wife, Ava, was here to see how wicked we were getting. The pleasure surged through my body. My cunt clenched. The heat swelled through my body. My pussy drank it in, my ovaries coming closer and closer to a boil.
Then Jalila and Genevieve latched their mouths on my nipples. The two naughty cheerleaders sucked hard. The pleasure shot right down to my cunt. Then it soared up to the tip of my futa-dick buried in hot pussy. My shaft twitched against Florinda's throbbing cock.
“Oh, my goddess,” Florinda moaned. Her face twisted around and then broke free of Kalena's tits. My cum smeared across the futa's golden-brown features. “That's incredible. Your pussy, Tatyana.”
“Ooh, yes, yes, love my tight twat, don't you?” purred the cheerleader.
“Goddess, I do!” Florinda's cock throbbed against mine. “I'm going to cum in your pussy. Against Birdie's cock!”
“Cum with her, Ms. President!” Kalena moaned, grinning at me. Then she leaned over and licked a line of my pearly cum off the cheek off the head of the board of trustee's cheek
My futa-dick twitched. My orgasm was building faster and faster. I didn't have to move. I just had to stand here and be loved. My nipples throbbed in the two naughty cheerleaders hungry mouths. Jalila's plump lips nibbled on my right nub while Genevieve swirled her tongue around my other nipple, stroking my areola.
Tatyana slammed her cunt down our cocks. She gasped and arched her back. Her hot, young flesh spasmed around her clit-dicks. That hot, wonderful twat spasmed and rippled. She arched her back as her juices gushed out, bathing my hot pussy lips.
“Oh, my goddess, I love it!” howled Tatyana. “That's incredible. Oh, yes, yes, yes! Cum in me!”
“Fuck!” Florinda moaned.
“I know!” I panted, that hot flesh massaging me. Sucking me. They drew on my cock. I couldn't hold back.
My futa-cock erupted.
Florinda's spurted with mine.
Our cum fired into that hot and tight pussy. The pleasure slammed through me. My pussy convulsed. Juices gushed down my thighs. I bucked, my nipples throbbing in the cheerleader's hungry mouths. Jolts of rapture and waves of ecstasy swept through my body.
“Yes!” howled Tatyana.
The cheerleaders moaned around us, fingering each other, kissing, and loving each other as their cheer captain's wild cunt spasmed. That hot cunt writhed around Florinda's and my cock. The pleasure surged through me with each spurt. My ovaries unloaded into her young cunt.
“Oh, my goddess, that's incredible,” panted Florinda, leaning back on the desk.
“Wasn't it?” Kalena purred and then kissed her.
“Oh, oh, that was the best!” moaned Tatyana. “Nothing like double-stuffed muff, eh, Ms. President?”
“Nothing like it,” I panted, thrilled to share this with her.
“Mmm, and Ms. Matos, you've broken the rules now, too,” Tatyana said. “I have a pussy full of your seed in me. All swimming with your cum. Proof that you've been naughty.”
“Of course, if you change the rules to the Program...” said Kalena thoughtfully.
“Are you blackmailing me?” Florinda asked in shock.
“Yep,” Tatyana said, not ashamed at all. “After all, you took advantage of us, too. It would be wrong of us not to report you for being so naughty.”
“Or you could just say yes and we can all have fun,” purred Tatyana. “Why, next year, it could be a special ritual that the cheerleaders come to the board of trustee meetings. You know, pass your inspection. You could make sure we are performing to standards in every way.”
“You are a pack of sirens,” panted Florinda. “Fine, fine. We were going to make our decision. We're voting tomorrow, but I don't want it announced until Friday. I don't want the rest of the school week disrupted, Birdie.”
“That's perfect,” I said. “And my job.”
“I can hardly fire you if you got swept up by these harpies,” said the futa. “They really did just burst in on you.”
“They really did,” I said as I pulled out of Tatyana. I sank down onto my chair. “I would never do anything to harm my students. They're all important to me, but this is what they want. They're mature. They're horny.”
“So horny,” whimpered Tatyana
“Nothing hornier than a cheerleader with her cunt on fire,” cheered Ophelia. “So sexy futas whip out those cocks or face her ire!”
The other girls giggled. I panted. Next year was going to be wild. I couldn't wait. I didn't even know how the cheerleaders could have planned this plan to blackmail the head of the board of trustee. I didn't know Florinda was coming by to speak to me, so the cheerleaders couldn't have had this worked out ahead of time. Right? Did that mean they threw this plan together all on their own? On the fly?
Were they that in-sync with each other that they just went with Tatyana's plan without any communication?
No wonder they were such a great squad.
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Thursday
I kept my word.
It was hard. The rest of Tuesday, and all of Wednesday, I kept staring at the nubile girls and futas-coeds striding around the campus, knowing that the rule was changed, but I couldn't indulge. It was temptation at its finest.
My wife confessed how hard it was not to just mount a futa in her German class and get wild. The entire staff knew the rumors were true. They almost all were eager to have fun with their students without having to come up with convoluted reasons to make love to them.
Sadie Stanton, a futa teaching math, once had decided to teach advanced geometry by having her students calculate the volume of all the breasts in the classes. She, of course, had to take her own measurements to have any idea what the correct answer was. Laci Miller, teaching basic computer programming, came up with having her students code an app to control a vibrator remotely. Of course, she had to make sure it worked by inserting the toy into her pussy and had them test out their code to drive her wild.
All that was coming to an end. In some ways, it was hot hearing the naughty ways professors and students had found to bypass the rules. Like Christy Tyrell, the drama professor, breaking up and going out with a new girl every week after the Stacie Rule had been passed. There was creativity involved. On the other hand, the students and professors were going to have so much more fun with each other. And wasn't that important? For the students to explore all aspects of their sexuality, including older lovers?
If us professors and staff got off on it, well, that was just as rewarding perk of the job.
It was at the start of the lunch break on Thursday when I realized someone had leaked the board of trustee's decision. The cheerleaders all promised to not say a word about what happened in my office. Maybe one of them had talked. Of course, two of the board of trustee members had children going to the college. They might have heard the news at home. Even one of my professors might have let it slip.
I wouldn't have put it past Christy Tyrell to tell a girl about it enjoy some barely legal pussy.
Either way, Denice led her sex slave up to me. The homecumming queen had a big grin on her face. She wore a tight halter top on, her blonde hair gathered in a thick braid that fell down her right shoulder and dangled down into the cleavage of her tits. She had a naughty smile on her lips.
Behind her, followed the docile Umeko. The busty Japanese girl wore a collar and nothing else. A leash led to Denice's hand. The pair were always a sight to see striding around the campus. Umeko was a lesbian, but I knew Denice got off on giving her to futas to play with.
“It's time,” Denice said. “For your titty fuck.”
I blinked. “The rules haven't changed.”
“Sure they have,” Denice said. “We're seniors. We're about to graduate. So there's no reason you can't enjoy a nice titty fuck from Umeko, right?”
“Well...” I looked around. It was hard to deny their request. They were seniors. “Since you're the homecumming queen, I'll make a special exception for you.”
“Good, I want to watch her make you cum with her big gits. It's kind of a kink I have. Naughty, right?”
“Pretty naughty,” I said. “But don't tell anyone. If you weren't about to graduate...” The rules had changed, but I wasn't supposed to push my luck. But my futa-cock was so hard.
The pair scurried along after me. While everyone was heading to eat, we were off on our naughty tryst. We'd have a wild time. I kept hearing the gentle slap of Umeko's naked tits sliding together. It made my cock so hard.
“Are you going to be doing anything for me, Denice?” I asked.
“Oh, what are you thinking, you dirty futa-president?”
I shrugged. “You know, sounds like Umeko's going to have all the fun.”
“I'm sure I'll find some way to amuse myself.”
We reached the main office. It was deserted. There was a sign on the receptionist desk asking people to come back at 1. Even my own secretary had cleared out. The dean was out roaming the halls or something.
I opened my door and shuddered. Another lunchtime romp. I hoped this time Florinda didn't walk in on me. I had no cheerleaders to help me out.
“How are we doing this?” I asked as Denice unsnapped her jeans.
“Oh, why don't you lie down on the floor. Umeko will be between your legs and love you.”
“Mmm, I will be, Mistress President,” purred Umeko. Her voice had a sultry purr to it as she untucked my blouse from my pencil skirt.
“Hot, right?” Denice said as she wiggled out of her jeans. She wasn't wearing panties, her trimmed, blonde bush coming into view. “Being called that?”
“Yeah,” I said, my blood on fire.
The naked coed slave unbuttoned my blouse, her large tits swaying as she worked. She kept her head bowed with this submissive smile on her lips. It was so delicious. Like a busty geisha wanting to please me.
She exposed my round breasts—I rarely wore a bra. She pulled my blouse off my shoulder and down my arms. Then she knelt down before me. My cock bulged my skirt right before her face. Her sleek fall of black hair swayed down her back. She unzipped my skirt and pulled it down, my cock tenting my panties.
She rubbed her face into my cock and moaned, “It makes this slut so wet to be forced to please your dick, Mistress President. This slut only loves pussies. It's so humiliating to have to do this. This slut will cum so hard when Mistress Denice allows this slut to orgasm..”
“You are a kinky thing, aren't you,” I groaned.
“Yes, she is,” Denice said. “The slut stole my heart. How could I not fall in love with her when she does this for me?”
“This slut loves her Mistress with all her heart,” Umeko continued. Then she hooked my panties waistband and drew them down. My hard futa-cock flopped out. It brushed her face.
I groaned as the submissive lesbian licked my futa-dick. She fluttered her tongue up and down it, this strange look of lust and humiliation in her eyes. She let out such wanton moans as she reached the tip and nibbled on me.
The pleasure spilled down me. I groaned, my cunt clenching. This heat washed through my pussy. She was going to do such wicked things to me I could just feel it. This heat swept through my body as her tongue danced around my dick.
“This slave is ready to blow you, Mistress President,” Umeko moaned. “This slave will rub her big titties up and down your cock until your nasty cum erupts and covers her face and tits. This slave will be so humiliated her filthy cunt juices will soak her pussy lips and stain her thighs. This slave will be begging to cum.”
“I hope she'll let you,” I said as I stretched out on the floor.
Denice stood over us, her breasts out, large and soft. They swayed as she watched Umeko settle between my thighs. This wicked gleam flashed in Denice's baby blue depths. Her juices soaked her bush. She was turned on.
Umeko wrapped her breasts around my girl-dick, drawing my attention back to those large tits. I shuddered as I felt her press her tits around my shaft. She gripped me in that tight and silky embrace. She had such a wicked grin on her face as she slid her tits up my cock.
“This slave tits are rubbing on your cock!” she moaned. “Mistress Denice, this slave is obeying you!”
“Mmm, yes, work those fat udders up and down her cock,” moaned Denice. She straddled me. Her pussy hovered over my face. Then the college coed sank her cunt down towards my awaiting lips. “I want you to make her explode. I want her to drench your tits.”
“Yes, mistress Denice! This slave will do that!”
Then Denice's cunt was on my mouth. Her silky muff rubbed around my lips and chin. Her tangy juices flooded over my tongue. I licked her as those soft tits worked up and down my girl-dick. They massaged me. Teased me. This wonderful pleasure spilled down to my cock.
I groaned. Denice squirmed atop me, her silky bush tickling my nose. My tongue plundered her folds. I thrust into her depths, stirring around in her. She wiggled her hips from side to side. She smeared her wonderful cunt across my mouth.
I loved being buried to the hilt in her cunt. I danced around in her snatch. I swirled about in her, teasing her. She gasped, her pussy clenching down on my tongue while her sex slave massaged my futa-cock with those lush tits.
“Yes, yes, work those disgusting udders up and down the president's big dick, slut!” hissed Denice. Her hands grabbed my round boobs, squeezing and kneading them.
Pleasure shot down to my pussy and then up to my cock buried in Umeko's soft tits.
“And lick that tip. I want you tasting precum, slut! I know you hate it! Ooh, lick it all up.”
“This slave hates it so much,” moaned Umeko. “It makes this slave's pussy dripping wet. This slave wants to cum doing such nasty things, Mistress Denice.”
“Too bad! You have to squirm!”
“Yes, Mistress!”
Umeko squeezed her tits tighter about my cock. She worked her pillowy breasts up and down my clit-dick. I moaned into Denice's pussy. The pleasure rippled down my shaft and into my own cunt. My pussy drank it in, my ovaries growing warmer and warmer, my futa-cum bubbling in them.
The slave's tongue brushed my crown. She dragged right across my slit and must be gathering up my precum. The caress sent a shiver racing down my shaft. I moaned into Denice's blonde-furred muff. She squirmed atop me, watching her sex slave pleasing me.
“Yes, make her cum!” Denice hissed, her fingers sliding up my breasts. They found my nipples. Pinched.
I gasped out in delight. My futa-cock throbbed between Umeko's sweet tits. The pleasure surged through my body. It was incredible. My toes curled. The heat built and built. The naughty sex slave worked those wonderful tits up and down my cock.
My ovaries quivered. I was going to cum so fast. It was naughty feeling the lesbian pleasuring my girl-dick. My tongue darted through Denice's folds. I fluttered my tongue up and down her slit. I caressed her labia. Reveled in the heat of her cunt.
I thrust my tongue into her depths.
“Yes, yes, that's it!” moaned Denice. “Slave, make her cum! I want to see that pearly jizz splashing your face. I'm going to parade you around the college with jizz on you.”
“This slave would be so humiliated by that!” whimpered Umeko. “Please, please, Mistress President, cum on my face and tits so I can be shamed!”
Her tits slid up my cock. I couldn't hold back. Her masochism was so delicious. My cunt convulsed. My ovaries boiled over. Hot futa-cum fired out of my cock. I could hear it splashing against Umeko's face and breasts. All my jizz pumped out of me.
I squealed into Denice's pussy. The dual pleasures rushed through me. My cunt gushed juices. My cock erupted again and again. Rapture and ecstasy danced through my thoughts. My tongue fluttered through Denice's hot folds.
“Oh, yes, yes, you're painting my slave!” Denice moaned. “You're coating her in jizz, President McTaggart!”
Her pussy squirted juices. She filled my mouth. I gulped them down as her sex slave worked all the jizz out of my cock. I squirmed and groaned on my office floor, shuddering from the bliss buzzing through my veins. My dick twitched between those soft boobs.
Fired out the last blast of cum.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Denice hissed, grinding her furred twat on my face, her tangy juices flooding my mouth. “Oh, my goddess, I love my nasty sex slave!”
Then Denice was hopping up. I panted, seeing Umeko's face dripping in my cum. More spilled over her large tits. My pearly jizz ran over her mounds. Her mistress just shuddered and then yanked on her chain.
“Did you enjoy that, President McTaggart?” Denice asked as she snagged her clothes off my desk.
“Yes,” I panted, my breasts rising and falling, my face soaked in her schoolgirl juices.
“Good,” she said. “Thank you for putting us in the Program together. We wouldn't have found each other if things didn't get crazy last fall during our competition.”
“You're welcome,” I told them, feeling amazing.
I wanted to make a difference in my students' lives, and I certainly had with that pair.
After I recovered, I promised myself I would be a good futa for the rest of the day. Not give in to the temptation. Tomorrow, there would be plenty of time for that. I just had to concentrate on my work. I didn't leave my office for the rest of the day.
I thought I was being a good futa.
But after classes were over, I heard a knock on my door. I answered it to find Salome and Paloma there. They both had big grins and a wicked gleam in their eyes. They were a cute, Hispanic couple. They had some trouble a few weeks ago with the college's bully, but it had all worked out in the end.
Even the bully had grown up.
“I hear the rules are officially changed,” said Paloma. The nineteen-year-old futa had this hungry look in her eyes. She wore her black hair in pigtails, a look she shared with Salome. In fact, they were both wearing the same style of sundresses, Paloma's a dark purple and Salome's a light red. They were both petite, their breasts hardly swelling the bodices, though Paloma's cock did form a nice bulge in her skirt. “Is it true, President McTaggart?”
“That hasn't been announced yet,” I said, my dick throbbing. “So I can't say yes or no.”
“But it's yes, right?” Salome asked, her eyes were hot and dark. She licked her lips. She held Paloma's hand. “Please, please say it's yes.”
“I can't,” I told her. I shouldn't have bent the rules with Denice, but she was special. I wouldn't see those two again next year, but Salome and Paloma were freshmen. They had another three years. “You'll have to wait for tomorrow to find out.”
Salome looked around and then lowered her voice. “I heard from Ginny who heard from Samantha who heard it from Teal that it is official. We can fuck professors and... I would really like Paloma to lick a professor's cum out of my pussy, and I thought you would be the best.”
“Me?” I asked, blinking.
“Well, yeah,” she said. “You are always so excited during the Program assemblies. You kept us all pumped up. You're so caring and always watching out for us. I just thought it would be hot to have Paloma lick your cum out of my pussy.”
“I bet your cum would taste amazing,” groaned Paloma. “I mean, you are pretty and sexy.”
“Mmm, that red hair and those green eyes. And I love your accent.” Salome shuddered. “Pale skin, too.”
“You'll look so hot being in Salome,” Paloma said. “Please, President McTaggart, will you fuck my girlfriend for me?”
How could I say no to that?
“Get in here,” I said, my futa-dick at full mast. I'd heard about the couple's kink before, I just never thought I would get involved in it. “Come on, quickly, before anyone spots you.”
The moment the doors were closed, Salome and Paloma were on each other. They were kissing and tearing at each other's clothes. I shuddered, my heart pounding as I watched them fumbling with the buttons of their dresses, loving each other. Two nineteen-year-old beauties...
My futa-dick ached.
Their breasts came into view at almost the same moment. Neither wore bras. They both had small handful,s little A-cusp just begging to be sucked on. Their nipples were hard. They rubbed them together as they came in for another kiss, their hands shoving their dresses down their hips to reveal different pair of panties.
Salome had a creamy orange on. They were cut high in the back, showing off a good deal of her butt-cheeks. Paloma had a teal pair on, her futa-cock cupped by the lacy front, the back a thong that vanished between her cute asscheeks. I groaned at the sight of them.
They broke the kiss and glanced at me. Salome giggled and purred, “You have to get naked, too, President McTaggart.”
“Yeah,” said Paloma as she sank down to her knees. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her girlfriend's panties and tugged them down. She revealed a trimmed bush. “Don't you want to fuck her pussy?”
“Goddess, of course I do,” I moaned and attacked my blouse.
I ripped it off, baring my round breasts. They heaved as they came into view, bouncing and jiggling. My nipples thrust froward hard, aching and throbbing. Then I unzipped my skirt as Paloma buried her face into Salome's pussy.
The Hispanic girl gasped and trembled. She tossed her head from side to side. Those firm, cute titties jiggled. Her brown pigtails danced around her shoulders. She ground her pussy into Paloma's licking mouth.
“Oh, mi futa-florecita is getting my pussy ready for your big dick, President McTaggart!” the girl moaned, her eyes wild.
I shuddered, eager to be in her nineteen-year-old pussy. After my wife's pussy, barely legal cunt was the best. I swallowed, my heart pounding hard and fast in my chest. My hips wiggled back and forth, the heat building and building in my cunt. I dropped my skirt and shoved my panties down after them. I was so ready for this.
So eager to enjoy my students.
It was allowed. I could have sex with them. Next year would be amazing. I couldn't wait for the nubile schoolgirls and horny futas to need advice from their beloved president. I would give it to them hard. I would revel in their youthful flesh.
Society accepting sex was the best thing that could happen. No more religious prudes. No more morality police trying to shame you. Sexual freedom had one. You could do whatever you wanted with consenting individuals.
Paloma ripped her face from Salome's pussy. The futa stood up in her teal panties, her futa-dick so hard. Cream dripped down her face. She grinned at me and said, “She's so wet and ready for your big cock, President McTaggart.”
“So ready,” whimpered Salome. She sat down on the desk. “Fill my cunt with your thick dick and all that yummy futa-cum. Paloma loves it. She's a friend for jizz.”
“If it comes from her pussy,” said Paloma. She grabbed her girlfriend's hand. Then the futa-coed seized my cock and pulled me closer. “Come on, get in there and fuck her hard.”
I groaned and savored the delight of the futa guiding me to her girlfriend's pussy. I shuddered at her warm touch on my cock. At the wicked thrill rippling through my body. Then the naughty futa pressed me through a silky bush to find Salome's hot pussy lips.
The girl moaned in delight, squeezing Paloma's hand. Pleasure burned across Salome's face. She quivered as Paloma worked my cock up and down that juicy, enticing slit. Silky hairs caressed the sides of my crown. Then I groaned when I felt the entrance to her tight twat.
I thrust.
Paloma ripped her hand clear so my dick could bury to the hilt in her girlfriend's pussy. I groaned as I sank deeper and deeper into that wonderful cunt. That hot flesh gripped me. Juicy, delicious snatch was wrapped tight around me. I groaned at the wicked heat surging through my body. It felt incredible to go deeper and deeper and deeper into her twat.
I panted as I bottomed out in Salome. Her silky pubic hair tickled the shaved folds of my cunt. Her pussy gripped me. She shuddered, her eyes bright with her pleasure. Her legs wrapped around me. She wiggled her hips from side to side.
“Oh, President McTaggart!” she whimpered. “Ooh, you're bigger than Paloma. I love it!”
I winked at her.
“Make her cum,” whimpered Paloma. She knelt on the desk beside Salome. To my utter delight, the futa shoved down her panties. Her cock popped out. It was smaller than mine. A cute clit-dick. It bobbed before her.
Salome grabbed it in her hand and pulled the tip to her lips. She sucked on it, her pussy clenching around my cock. I loved how she nursed on Paloma's tiny dick. I drew my own bigger shaft out. Salome groaned in delight, her lips sealed tight on Paloma's shaft.
I loved it.
I drove back into Salome's pussy. I buried hard into her and shuddered. That wonderful pleasure rippled around my futa-dick. The hot and silky cunt gripped me. It was incredible. My breasts jiggled as I thrust forward. I fucked deep and hard into her cunt. I buried to the hilt in her, reveling in the hot delight of juicy pussy wrapped around my girl-cock.
Wonderful cunt that would have me exploding.
I pumped my hips hard and fast. I drove my girl-dick into the hilt of her pussy. I rammed deep. Hard. I thrust with all my force. It was incredible. I buried into her again. And again. I plundered her cunt. She squeezed her twat around me. Her hips wiggled from side to side. I moaned, my tits heaving.
“Yes, yes, fuck her!” Paloma moaned, feeding her little dick to her girlfriend's mouth. “She's loving your futa-cock. I can tell.”
“By how she sucks?” I asked, driving my hips forward, savoring that barely legal flesh wrapped around my cock.”
“Uh-huh,” groaned Paloma. “Ooh, the harder she sucks, the more she likes you.”
I smiled at her as I fucked her girlfriend's pussy. I plunged my dick faster and faster. That silky twat massaged me. I couldn't help myself. My orgasm built and built in me. Cunt cream ran down my thighs, leaking out of my snatch. Every thrust warmed my cunt.
My ovaries.
Salome nursed on Paloma's cock with noisy slurps. She moaned around that little dick while her pussy squeezed around my big shaft. The pleasure flowed through me. I loved it. My tits heaved as I buried into her.
Pubic hair kissed my pussy lips.
The ticklish delight brought me closer and closer to that explosive release.
“Yes, yes!” I moaned.
“Mmm, she's going to cum on your cock,” Paloma purred. She pinched Salome's nipple. The girl squealed around the futa's little dick. “She's going to explode. Fuck her harder. She can take it!”
“Of course she can!” I panted, driving into that tight cunt. “She's one of my students.”
“The Program turned us all into such wicked sluts,” groaned Paloma. “And we've never been happier.”
Salome squealed her agreement. Her face twisted in passion. Then her pussy went wild about my cock.
I gasped as I drove into the Hispanic coed's writhing cunt. Her pussy walls fluttered around my girl-dick. She massaged me and teased me. She gave me such bliss. The rapture surged through my body. My head tossed from side to side, the bliss rippling through my flesh.
Her cunt sucked at my cock. Paloma moaned. Her body trembled. Salome gulped and swallowed. The futa moaned her pleasure as she flooded her girlfriend's mouth. My dick thrust hard into Salome's convulsing twat, wanting to join Paloma.
“Cum in her, President McTaggart!” Paloma begged. “Please, please, cum in mi sirenita's pussy! Give her that bliss! She deserves it for being the best girlfriend in the world.”
The love in Paloma's eyes and voice sent me over the edge.
I erupted into her girlfriend's cunt.
My hot jizz fired into the nineteen-year-old girl's twat. The pleasure slammed through my body. My cunt spasmed just as fiercely as Salome's did around my girl-cock. I groaned as my futa-cum flooded her pussy.
“Oh, my goddess, yes!” I moaned. “That's so good. Salome!”
Paloma pulled her girl-dick out of her girlfriend's mouth so Salome could gasp out, “Yes, yes, she's flooding me. You're going to have so much cum to lick out! Isn't that wonderful?”
“Yes!” the futa moaned, playing with Salome's brown nipple.
I shuddered, that hot flesh milking my ovaries dry. The pleasure spurted out of my cock a few more times. A final explosion of bliss that would have me trembling. I shook my head, stars dancing before my eyes.
I pulled out of her pussy and stumbled back.
It was such a beautiful sight. I was so fortunate to get to see it. I was so glad that I was the president of this amazing college. That I was privileged to teach these coeds and show them all the delights their bodies had to offer.
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Friday
“I think we all know why we're having a Program assembly on a Friday,” I said into the microphone, my futa-dick thrusting hard against my tight, gray pencil skirt. I wasn't wearing panties today. Or a bra. Around me sat my students, all excited. They knew what was coming. A breathless energy ran through the room. “It's the last day of the school year. We've had a wonderful time. The Program has been a big success.
“Now, I know there was some drama. Some people took things a little too far at times, but part of living is making mistakes. When you do, you have to have the courage to own up to them. To admit your fault. And, most importantly, you have to fix them.
“One of those mistakes was a conservative rule in the Program. It was well-meaning. We had no idea how you students would take the Program. This was a trial phase. A year to see if it fit at Rogers College. I think it's clear that it did.”
The roars resounded through the auditorium. The cheerleaders popped up and shook their asses at the student body, their tits all aimed at me. I smiled at the sight of their hair flying, their breasts bouncing, and those pleated skirts swaying. I drank it in, loving their passion.
When it died down, I continued, “So there was a mistake made. The rule that prevented you students from loving your favorite professor or even for rewarding a hard-working custodian.” I'd heard rumors about the student council doing something with the janitors around the time of the bake sale earlier in the spring. “If you want to fuck your math professor or get reamed by your volleyball coach, you'll be able to. Starting today, professors and staff are allowed to have sex with students so long as it's not in private. No one-on-one fun, I'm afraid. If you want to get naughty, just make sure some can watch.”
The students were excited. They were clapping, shouting, making such a raucous. I loved it.
“Now, in honor of this decision, all classes are canceled for the day.” I grinned. “We're having our first annual end-of-school orgy!”