A Lot of Humping

Jason went ahead and swept every guy from the same nearby tables he'd harvested for random females and then another handful from tables further out to make up his numbers. He started to tell them they were 'players' rather than 'chairs' when Jake Adams laughingly told him, "Yea dude. 'course we are."

He got a 'bro' punch to the shoulder from the varsity baseball player, the guy's excitement at being picked evident.

Others weren't so psyched, a lot of frowns and put-upon expressions, mostly from the adults even as they were nonetheless game for what he had in mind.

Shane Doherty, the lanky stoner muttered as he passed Jason, "Wtf, that's my mom. Come on, man."

Jason just shrugged at him. It wasn't like any of the ladies included had bad bodies. He'd made a point to exclude the fatties. Besides a little **** seemed a small price to pay for getting access to like fifteen pussies at once. Jake had the right idea.

As the tables around him emptied themselves of teachers, parents, and students; Jason looked out across the rest of the hall to see his various hand-picked ladies approaching from all parts of the room with their chairs in hand. Most looked resigned or irritated as they got closer. Leah had a huge grin on her face as she caught his eye. Becky was also giving him a look that was hard to place, not upset more like... speculative.

Mrs. Castle was moving with a purpose like she was in a hurry to get back to her official duties, prominent breasts gyrating under the thin material of her blouse as she moved with such a determination that Jason just had to keep his eyes on her as she marched past and slotted in next to Gabriel. The principal then matter of factly peeled down her panties and presented her posterior to the room. It was a big butt, pale cheeks and deep crack. Attractive enough on its own merits, the fact that it was his principal's naked ass and that he'd made it happen made it a hundred times better.

Watching all of the various adult women and eighteen year old girls all fall into place was kind of mesmerizing (and dick thickening). Like it was practically choreographed as they set up their chairs in a circle and climbed on, faces in and butts offered out. Then a beautiful flower of feminine bottoms bloomed as dresses and skirts rose, pants and shorts were dropped, a diversity of panties of all types and colors appeared before they slid down thighs.

"Gawd, you're making me just try out a ton of dicks tonight, huh?" Leah nudged him with her elbow as she arrived and took a moment to let some of the other women arrange themselves before joining.

"You're not mad? I could take you out..." he offered because she was his best friend though he wanted to see her submit to this perversity for the same reason.

"No way. Are you kidding? I'd much rather be over here playing one of your games than that." She reached down and casually patted Jason's groin, "This guy going to be playing too?"

"Yea. He'll be doing all the heavy lifting for us." he grinned at her, really appreciating how that last game had apparently lowered some barriers between them.

Leah laughed as she retrieved her hand, making eyes at the boner she'd discovered, "Good. I can handle heavy lifting." He was suddenly seeing a future where his best friend transitioned into a best friend with benefits all the while letting Owen deal with the fiddly relationship stuff. Imagining games of Smash ending with him smashing that fine cheerleader ass of hers, hell, doing that during. Her boyfriend would play and be fine with it, just thinking they were playing with a handicap...

"Oh shit, Coach Vane too? Oh man..." she continued with a odd lilt in her voice, surveying the loitering males waiting for the women to get situated.

Jason drew his brows together as he looked at her. Vane had to be in his seventies with a bald head and a beer belly. With an attitude that was this side of Hank Hill's cantankerous creep of a dad.

Leah laughed at his expression, "I guess you haven't seen the way he fills out those gym shorts from the 1950's of his.". Then she popped her eyes open comically wide and very clearly mouthed 'giant penis' at him.

He burst out with laughter himself, shaking his head. You just had to love Leah.. She was always the one who knew how to make him forget about everything for a moment.

"You didn't include my boyfriend? You ass!" Her grin took all the sting out of her words, before she moved off, "He's going to be sooo jealous... He was already whining bout that little handy earlier..."

Jason watched her set down her chair and smoothly take up a similar pose as the rest of the women. He couldn't help but marvel. How exactly did any of this seem normal to them? He kept his eyes glued to Leah's behind as she pulled up her yellow dress. She had on a leopard print g-string riding up her pretty ass and she soon peeled it out those firm cheeks.

Leah then arched her back and did a quick little twerk causing her tight globes to jiggle fiercely, flashing him her rear hole and her pussy. She turned her head and caught him looking and stuck out her tongue playfully.

The guys were loosely standing around the women watching this all unfold with wide eyes, looking far more at a loss as to what they should be doing. Jason guessed it was because they were waiting for the game to start. This was a bit different from his earlier games as it required someone to actually initiate the fun. He supposed it fell by default to him. It was his game after all.

Some had their flies open and were slowly tugging on their dicks as they eyes the raised feminine bottoms on display before them. A couple had kicked off there shoes and disrobed from the waist down while Coach Vane proved his old geezer in the locker room bonifieds by straight up getting fully naked.

Jason's eyes bulged as he saw Coach Vane's unsightly nude lower half. Holy shit! Leah hadn't been fucking with him! Old Man Vane was hung like a fucking horse. Covered in big veins and plenty of loose skin, it dangled like a thick kielbasa in front of the man's hairy leathery sack of big dangling old dude balls.

Jason tore his eyes away, making a face and wrinkling his nose before he found himself shooting the beast another glance or two. What the fuck. Save for the skin tone, that thing looked like it belonged on a black porn star. Paradoxically he could see Mr. Abbot standing next to the coach sporting a black penis every bit as modest as the rest.

God, it was so strange seeing even teacher's submit to Jason's authority to take part in a lewd orgy in public at this parent-teacher conference.

"Well, what in tarnation are ya waiting for , Anderson?" Coach Vane's barked suddenly, his voice perpetually too loud, "We gonna hump these chairs or just stand around with our knobs out?"

"Should you really be hyped to have sex with students, Coach?" Jason asked with a raised eyebrow.

"You chose the game, ya whippersnapper. Besides I got my eyes set on our principal's big ole heffer ass..." the old man was stroking his enormous gnarled cock as he nodded at Mrs. Castle's naked backside. She craned her head and looked faintly alarmed as she caught sight of the size of his tool.

Jason snorted and got out his phone to play some music.

"Uh... hold on a minute man, I'm not-" called out Shane looking more than a bit awkward, hunched over a bit as he tugged on his still soft penis.

A quite hard and erect Jake snickered, "Come on man. What are you gay?"

"That's my mom! Fuck you!"

Jason noticed that the stoner wasn't the only guy having... issues.

"Okaaay... How about I help a few of you fella's out. Everyone here, play heat while you're at it."

The game heat made every part of their bodies get ready for sex and the result on all of them was... dramatic. In the space of about fifteen seconds, every penis in sight became ferociously erect. Shane went from pulling on rope to brandishing an angry dick that was pointing at the ceiling on its own as his hand fell away. His **** to participate clearly departed as he fixed the ladies with an intense gaze as he licked his lips. The mens' lackadaisical grouping became a more organized circle as they got closer to the ladies, each dick pointing at its own pussy.

Jason thought he detected a change in the females' postures too, almost as if a perfunctory resolution to play along had fallen away, their rounded backsides suddenly offered up for rutting with a bit more enthusiasm. The majority (not Leah) had been doing their best to ignore the men and the whole situation, their gazes upon the floor in the small space at the center of the chair circle or just quietly trying to make awkward smalltalk while they waited for the game to begin. Now the girls' faces flushed, turning their heads to peer back at the boys, giggling nervously while thighs parted and some hands slipped down to tease at suddenly moistening slits.

The effect on Stacy and Miss. Hudson was more pronounced as this was their second Heat and they were playing the game at a higher level than the rest with every part of their bodies becoming even more ready for sex. In unison they straightened on their chairs and began stripping off their tops. Stacy slipped out of her grey blazer and carefully hung it off the back of her chair and started unbuttoning her white blouse. Jason's eyes lingered on Miss. Hudson as she finished taking off her dress and simply let it fall to the floor behind her after a moment spent trying to decide what to do with it. Then she was taking off her heavy-duty utilitarian beige bra and he eyed the size of those cavernous bra-cups as it joined the dress on the floor.

Heh. A naked body was a body ready for sex.

God, her boobs were huge. Like massively obese teardrops, they actually covered her bellybutton with fat nipples that were standing at attention exuberantly. Soon enough both women were completely nude and they rejoined their fellow half-clothed ladies on their chairs, their bodies even more lewdly displayed and ready for sex. It was hard to quantify because all of the women were exposed and sticking out their rear ends but his step-mother and his teacher were definitely taking it to the another level, leaning even further forward over the backs of their chairs as their hips rose higher, their pelvises starting to move in swaying circles.

They were obviously well aware that there were many male teachers, students, and fathers staring intently at them and their knees spread to the very edges of their seats as if trying to communicate the complete availability of their holes. Jason barked out a laugh as he looked at Miss. Hudson's face. She had her mouth open in the most absurd little way like she was trying to hold an invisible egg between her lips. Even as he watched it was clear her mouth was currently a bath of saliva as it overflowed and she drooled out both sides of her pursed lips.

Ha. An open mouth was a mouth ready for sex!

He chuckled under his breath to himself as he shook his head. Miss. Hudson and Stacy had turned themselves into sentient onaholes lubricating at both ends for his pleasure. He noted a long strand of translucent liquid flowing out from Stacy's pussy and he just had to investigate this more closely. He pushed through the circle of guys and saw that Stacy actually had a little pool of her juices filling the somewhat depressed center of her seat.

Holy shit, that was hot, he thought rubbing his bulge as he felt a little heat of his own.

Mr. Abbot's deep voice came from behind him, a weird urgent growly tone to it that seemed rather out of place coming from the normally no-nonsense math teacher, "Can we please begin, Jason?"

There were mutters of agreement from the men but some of the ladies as well and Coach Vane's loud response was grossly accompanied by the wet slap of his masturbation, "Damn right! We don't get our dicks wet soon we're gonna be useless for this game after we've damned we'll emptied our nuts all over the floor!"

What the fuck... Had he really just heard that? That was graphic even for that off-color geezer...

As Jason squat down behind his step-mother and filled his hands with her buttcheeks, spreading them open, he dismissively told them all, "No but you can begin playing Stay."

The sudden silence was almost deafening as every person around him did their best to become statues and grinned even as slid his thumbs within Stacy's butt cleavage, drawing her winking pinkish asshole a bit open before sliding them down and through the hot folds of her pussy that were absolutely soaked. He pulled them open and was more than a little awed at what he saw even as his dick pulsed angrily in his pants. He was looking down inside his step-mother's vagina, its soft flesh looked utterly inviting, her wet pink walls writhing with thick strands of arousal stretching across her passage like liquidy cob-webs. Damn, this pussy was working overtime trying to get ready for some hot sex. He wondered if this power could even control her cycle. Had her obedient uterus popped out a fertile little egg for him to seed on command?

A powerful urge suddenly overtook Jason and he didn't even hesitate. He stood up as fumbled quickly with his belt. All around him were various bent over women frozen like lewd statues as well as a wall of similarly still males serving as a concealing fence between him and the rest of the hall still bubbling with the combined chatter of hundred conversations. He thrust down his pants, lowered his hip, and plunged inside his step-mother's pussy. His dick slid in so easily, her hot beyond sloppy cunt seemed to just hungrily devour him whole and he beat his hips upon her ass as he took a tight hold of her little waist.

He reached forward and clasped his hands to the sides of Stacy's head, pulling it back on her neck and treating it like a basketball in a finger splayed two handed grip as he frantically rutted. He confirmed with his fingers that she was frozen with her mouth open, spit laden tongue hanging out like a gooey welcome pillow for a cock.

"A-all of you... Except for Stace and H-hudson: Heat!"

To his surprise instead of remaining completely motionless as their pussies and mouths shifted into an even greater level of overdrive, every female made a brief robotic like move. Their bodies lurched as they took on an even more exaggerated sexual pose and each and everyone opened their mouths. Saliva poured freely forth. Most were perfect little holes just perfect for wrapping around a hard dick but a few including Mrs. Castle and Leah had dropped their jaws wide open, tongues slathered out over their teeth. Heh. Apparently they had Coach Vane's monster cock in mind.

Reaching down and over, he grabbed a handful of Miss. Hudson's fleshy buttcheek, jiggling it and slapping it once and then twice before he slipped his hand down into her crack and found her cunt a sticky drooling mess. He squeezed and massaged it, his fingers slipping in and out of her slit as fast as he could while still rapidly thrusting into Stacy, an endless spray of juices coming forth as he hand-fucked her.

"Look at you stupid-sluts! Thought you were so superior and now look at you. Just little fuck-puppets, juicing and offering up those holes on command!" He followed this heady declaration by pulling out of Stacy and quickly moving behind Miss. Hudson's big butt. Just like his step-mom, sliding inside her was effortless. Her whole groin was slick, the inward sweep of her asscheeks and thighs forming a greedy fuck-funnel that sucked his own Stacy-lubed prick right inside.

Her hot pussy was a bit bigger and looser than Stacy's too but the greater give of her plusher bottom against his pelvis made up for that, his teacher's globes deforming and wobbling savagely under his hips' punishment, the sound of flesh on flesh slapping drowning out the still droning along hubbub of the parent-teacher conferences still taking place less than twenty feet from this spot.

Jason wrapped his hands around Miss. Hudson's surprisingly waspish waist as he drove his dick into her, enjoying the way he could see the still frozen woman's huge pendulous boobs swing around wildly with every stroke as he slammed into her backside. He grinned as he felt her pussy start to wildly clench around him and tore himself out of her before her spasming pussy managed to drag his own orgasm before he was ready.

Even as Miss. Hudson's pussy blasted out a spray of her juices behind her as she came, Jason slotted his dick into the next girl's wet pussy. It was Andrea, a quiet artsy girl he'd always had a thing for and she was tight, but her petite little hole had been just as frantically lubricating itself as the rest and Jason's dick skewered her like a well greased spear. He felt like a god as he pounded her even as he filled one palm with Miss. Hudson ass-cheek and the other drove right into Shane's mom's own juicy twat.

He was filled with a heady mixture of pride, exhilaration, lust, and sheer ecstasy as he fucked the hell out of them all. He hadn't forgotten about the game but he suddenly wanted to have every single cunt to himself before the others got their chance. Jason quickly switched again becoming a true mother fucker as he slid into the Karen-looking blonde's soaked hole as her son stood like a mannequin with a startingly realistic erection sticking out from the open fly of his jeans.

He moved from pussy to pussy with the intention on making his way the full way around the circle with an eye to Leah who'd been close to Stacy on the other side. His frozen blonde friend's eyes were definitely following him like a creepy staring painting even as the mouth she'd turned into a big gaping cock-hole produced an impressive fountain of drool not unlike Stacy's earlier.

But he wasn't going to make it. Despite cumming a bit earlier, he could feel his orgasm rushing closer. This situation was too hot. Even giving each hot wet pussy one or two pumps before moving on, he wasn't going to make it. But he saw something almost as good coming up and he grabbed Gabriel's tanned ass and pulled her slick hole onto his aching shaft just one time before he threw her off even as sperm began to well up from his nuts.

But that was okay because the next hole was Mrs. Castle and he sank his fingers into the luxuriant soft gush of her sizable ass and spread as he thrust. The principal's pussy was a sloppy mess at this point and it welcomed Jason's member inside just like the happy little dick-hole it was. And he rewarded it with a hot load of cum as he pumped his dick furiously inside her moist passage.