Becky baptizes Ian’s cock

“So, Becky…” Miss Jessica LaChaud smiled at the focused manner in which Ian was staring at the blonde teen – naked save for a pair of blue, strapped-on sandals with six inch heels – who was standing between him and the desk, her huge chest thrust out towards him and her beautiful face lit up in an expectant smile. Then the brunette teacher, as naked as the two others occupying the stage, glanced down at Ian’s thick thirteen-inch length projecting out in front of him and throbbing at regular intervals, and lost herself in gawking at it, soon letting out a horny moan while digging her pearly teeth into her plump bottom lip and using a light touch in running one hand up her freshly fucked pussy.

“Yes, Miss LaChaud?” Following Jessica’s gaze, Becky resumed ogling Ian’s cock, and for the next few moments of interrupted silence, he found himself trying to deal with having seventeen pair of female eyes admiring his buck-naked form.

“I… fuck!” Failing in her attempts to find her train of thought again, Miss LaChaud cried out and made Ian turn his attention towards her just as she went from caressing her juicing honeypot to grinding her hand against it, hard, forcing her girlcum out onto her thighs.

“You make me so wet, baby,” Jessica suddenly began sounding severely out of breath as she met Ian’s gaze dead-on, her hazel eyes sparkling even before she aimed them back towards his stiff dick.

“Miss LaChaud… The lab test, remember?” Becky tried to help out her teacher as they both stood there playing with themselves while Ian was too caught up in the moment to take charge, and a few girlish giggles erupted among the female portion of the class.

“Right…” Sounding pretty absent-minded, Jessica was still staring at Ian’s prick, though she did close her eyes for a second as she stopped moving her wrist, curled up her middle finger, and stabbed it into her cunt.

“Can you think of any sound that you’d like to demonstrate?” Miss LaChaud asked, while fucking her wet hole with one finger.

“There is one…” Smiling wickedly, Becky turned round, leaned forwards over the desk until her tits and elbows were upon it, then finally thrust her juicy bubble butt into the air and turned her head to look at Ian over her shoulder while releasing a long, rolling purr that had tingles dancing up his spine while his dick twitched hard enough that his cockhead jolted upwards into the air.

“Excellent,” Jessica extracted her middle finger and pressed it up against her index finger, immediately proceeding to use both of them to tease the entrance to her dripping slit, and smiled at how obviously Ian was struggling to pick between looking at her or Becky, though Becky’s ass seemed to have won that contest just as she spoke again, “Although it might have been more effective if you used your hands to spread your cheeks…”

“Like this?” Becky asked, and the blonde tit balanced her upper body on her huge pair of tits while reaching in behind her and taking a firm hold of her asscheeks.

“Oh, he definitely seems to like that…” Miss LaChaud purred at Ian’s eyes bulging and him flexing his jaw repeatedly in response to Becky’s buttocks being pulled apart to reveal the puckered shape of her pink little asshole, before finally breaking his silence by letting out a dark, guttural groan while the fifteen girls seated in front of the stage gasped at his brawny cock moving again.

“Now, Becky,” Miss LaChaud seemed to have a pretty relaxed way of running her class, “What sort of thing would you say to Mister White in order to get the best possible response from him?”

“I don’t know…” Becky smiled, then gasped along with the other girls in the class as Ian took a step towards her. Or rather, fifteen out of the sixteen girls did, as one of them – a short, busty Asian one – was busy sitting on her haunches next to her desk, sucking Charlie back to full hardness and keeping one hand round the base of his cock while using the other to jerk off another one of the boys, a brown-haired young stud of roughly the same size as Charlie.

“I’m pretty sure you do know, Becky,” Jessica insisted, taking a step closer to Ian.

“Maybe…” Letting her smile grow wider, Becky glanced first at Miss LaChaud, then at Ian, the look in her eyes prompting him to move in closer behind her delectable ass, “This is just practice, right?”

“Of course,” With the crown of Ian’s cock now less than a foot away from the firm, globular halves of Becky’s ass, Jessica intercepted him and made him stop by wrapping one hand round the trunk of it.

“No pressure here, baby…” Flashing Ian a winning smile, Jessica slid her along the underside of Ian’s cock until she could tease its business-end with her thumb.

“In that case, I really like teasing any guy I’m with a little at the start,” Now it was Becky who sent Ian the sort of smile to make him lightheaded, “Just to get him really fired up.”

“We’re waiting for an example, Becky,” Miss LaChaud spoke while rubbing the back of her thumb against Ian’s pisshole, soaking it with his clear precum.

“I’d probably start off with something simple… Like ‘Mister White, don’t you want to fuck my ass?’” Becky said, still looking back at Ian past her shoulder.

“Then switch to something a little more advanced,” Becky continued, and made Ian watch how she pushed her asscheeks together to hide her anus.

“Such as?” Miss LaChaud’s hand wrapped itself tighter around Ian’s schlong, and she soon had him groaning as she slowly pulled his foreskin away from his cockend, until a big dollop of precum poured out of his pisshole and fell from it down onto the stage.

“I’m just dying to have my slutty little hole stretched by your big, hard cock,” The words rolled perfectly off of Becky’s tongue, and they along with the look that she sent him as she pried apart her asscheeks even further than before to pull on her teeny asshole, left Ian **** to break free of Jessica’s grasp.

“Fuck!” Becky exclaimed, with an expression suggesting that she’d just had an epiphany.

“Language, Becky…” Ian couldn’t tell whether Jessica was joking or not.

“Sorry,” Becky looked as sheepish as a woman in her position could, “But I just thought of the perfect word for Mister White’s dick.”

“Oh, and that is?” Miss LaChaud was doing the asking, but Becky seemed to have the undivided attention of almost everyone of her classmates.

“Monstercock!” Suddenly, Becky sounded desperately horny, the volume of her voice flaring up without warning.

“It definitely fits,” Loosening her grasp of Ian’s cock a little, Jessica started stroking it with long, luxurious strokes that quickly made it hard for him to keep his eyes open so he could continue ogling Becky’s gorgeous booty.

“I’m not sure it will,” Becky managed to produce a light-hearted giggle before directing her gaze back towards the plump, purple business-end of Ian’s fuckpiece and gasped with lust and awe instead, “That sexy cock is just so big and so thick.”

“You’ll do it, Becky,” Miss LaChaud assured the blonde, busty teen whilst eyeing Ian hungrily and continuing to work her hand up and down his cock, “You’ll take every last inch of his monstercock up your ass.”

This time around, Miss LaChaud didn’t correct Becky as she whimpered out a throaty “Fuck!” while giving her bubble butt a shake.

“Don’t you agree, mister White?” Instead, Jessica cocked one eyebrow and stroked Ian’s cockhead with her slender digits before letting go of it completely.

“Fuck my ass, professor…” As Ian started moving in closer behind her, Becky started pleading, throwing longing looks at his approaching cockend and kneading her two perfect globes of taut, tanned assflesh with her fingers, a drop of her wetness trickling out of her cunt to slide its way down her right pussy lip before ending up falling to the floor of the stage and landing there with a soft, barely audible “Plop!”.

“Mister White,” Just as he was about to line his dick up against Becky’s puckered hole, and while he was wondering how on earth he’d ever fit inside her, Ian was made to look back over his shoulder by the sound of Miss LaChaud’s voice.

“Ever gone balls-deep in some lucky slut’s ass before?” Miss LaChaud had resumed stroking her wet, pink pussy.

“N-No,” Stammering just a little, Ian spoke for the first time in what had felt like an eternity.

“Then it’s a shame I won’t be your first,” Again, Ian found it impossible to decide whether or not Jessica was being serious. Either way, she repositioned herself once more, walking purposefully and gracefully on her long, toned legs over to a position where she was between Ian’s right side and the wall at the back of the stage, almost bringing her back into contact with a big blackboard on which words such as “Slut”, “Cock”, “Cumwhore” and “Jizz bunny” had been written in neat rows.

“Some suggestions on good words from the class,” Jessica clarified, sweetly, when she saw what had caught Ian’s eye.

“Mister White,” Eager to get Ian’s undivided attention, Becky was certain that what she’d just come up with take care of that, “I’ve thought of another favourite sound.”

“What?” As soon as Ian turned his head, Becky let go of her right asscheek, thrust her hand up into the air, and sent it back down onto her ass to the accompaniment of a loud, sharp “Smack!” that was immediately followed by a horny gasp from her.

Unsurprisingly, Ian couldn’t wait any longer, and the next gasp from Becky was even louder and hornier than the one preceding it, coming as it did in response to him placing the fat head of his schlong against her tiny little bunghole.

“Do it, Mister White,” Becky was back to pleading again, her tone one of limitless need and desire, “Stretch my balloon knot asshole.”

Gulping at Becky’s request, Ian ignored the voice telling him that what he was about to do really ought to be impossible, and started nudging his hips forwards, increasing the pressure on the young blonde’s sphincter until she finally let out her loudest and lustiest “Fuck!” yet and Ian’s eyes bulged and his cock throbbed as it began entering her ass, its crown being swallowed past her widening hole in what seemed like slow-motion.

“Fuck!” Imitating her student, Jessica resumed really grinding her hand against her juicing honeypot at the sight of Ian’s cock exploding out from his naked form, pointing straight at Becky’s ass and its crown already nestled inside her backdoor.

“Fucking monstercock!” Becky cried out, looking straight ahead at some undetermined distance far beyond the wall facing her, her huge knockers still pressing into the desk and her dainty hands holding onto her asscheeks as they were **** further apart by the girth of Ian’s cock.

“Mister White,” Turning her head again, Becky had her eyes turn into narrow slits as he pushed his way another inch into her anal tunnel, but she managed to meet his gaze regardless,
“Harder…”

“Harder?” Ian replied, and something snapped inside him, causing him to move his hips with much more **** than before, which in turn prompted Becky to cry out in bliss at her ass suddenly being opened up at a much faster pace.

“Harder!” Becky cried out again as Ian pulled back, the horny slut apparently having found one of those words that Miss LaChaud had been speaking of, and got Ian to ignore the feeling that he was getting dangerously close to blow his load and instead slam his way deeper inside her.

A few more thrusts followed, during which Becky cried out and moaned happily in response to Ian getting halfway into her ass. As for Ian, he was trying to process how much Becky was enjoying herself, as displayed not only by her blissful screams and lustful moans, but how she was writhing and squirming underneath him, pushing herself deeper onto his cock each time that he moved forwards.

Right after Ian had completed another thrust, Becky whimpered out another “Harder…” and backed it up with a look that made the top seven inches of Ian’s fuckmast throb violently inside her ass.

“Damn,” Pausing to draw breath and to shore up the two-handed grasp of Becky’s narrow waist that he’d established a little while, Ian came to think of one word in particular that he’d seen up on the blackboard, “You really love getting your ass fucked, don’t you, slut?”

“Fuck yes!” In an instant, Becky’s voice was such that Ian almost thought that she was climaxing already, only to then see her open her eyes and send him a nasty smile while giving her left cheek a playful slap of her hand. Two seconds later, and her right one got another, slightly harder slap, courtesy of Ian, who seized the opportunity to plunge further forwards even while Becky was shrieking blissfully at having her ass spanked.

“I love having my slutty ass drilled by your monstercock!” Becky hollered over the sounds of wet pussies being fingered and hard cocks jerked in front of them.

“Slut!” Ian cried out, somehow willing himself back from the verge of cumming, and landed another blow on Becky’s right buttock.

“Harder!” Becky immediately replied, and her left asscheek took another slap that had it pushing up against the steel-hard shaft of Ian’s cock.

Again the conversation between the two of them went through a lull as Ian stood leaning in over Becky, his belly almost brushing against her bubble butt as he hammered his way deeper in past her already massively distended ringpiece, the gloriously stretchable hole somehow pulling off what to him had seemed impossible by accommodating inch after inch of his cock until only the base of his member remained in the open, with less and less of that being left out of Becky’s rectum with each new thrust.

When Ian finally went balls deep in Becky’s ass, her ecstatic cry bounced off the walls and her ass tightened up around his member while juices poured out of her bald snatch, spilling freely onto the desk as an anal orgasm washed over her. Hearing muffled sounds from his right, Ian tore his eyes from the climaxing Becky for just long enough to catch a glance of Miss LaChaud bumping and grinding her own ass against the wall while sucking spiritedly on her right tit and pumping four fingers in and out of her cunt.

Though she was still cumming, Becky moaned out a weak, soft “Harder…” and Ian couldn’t believe it.

“You want it harder, slut?” Ian growled, after a moment spent being utterly baffled by Becky’s behaviour, and pulled his way back about three inches out of her ass before spearing his cock forwards again until his belly slapped into her ass hard.

“Monstercock!” Becky cried out, throwing a frenzied stare at her classmates as her orgasm peaked, then had her eyes roll back as Ian slammed into her again.

Finally slowing down the savage pace of his thrusts at the end of Becky’s long, intense orgasm, Ian found himself having lasted much longer than he ever thought he would. However, now he desperately needed to cum, and the only question really was where…