Ian’s teased

“Honestly, Mr. White, I think Vikki was intending these to be a present for you,” Vixen said with a dry ironic smile as she reached up with her right hand gingerly to snatch hold of Vikki’s thong and slip it off her head, “though that’s not to say that I don’t appreciate the gesture.”

“Should I hold on to it for now, or do you want it back?” Continuing to address him with a confident smile glued to her face, Vixen left Ian with the vague suspicion that he was somehow being tested in how he’d reply to her question.

“You could wrap it round my cockhead, and then we’ll find out how far up your ass that I can get it,” All in all, Ian felt pretty pleased about his answer.

“Really?” The ravishing smile that Vixen offered Ian would probably have been enough to sink an entire navy. As it were, it proved more than enough to coax him into unleashing another voluminous spray of prejizz, with the fact that his cock had moved in the wake of the ripple that had sent Vikki’s bikini bottoms flying up onto Vixen’s head so that the underside of his cockend was propped up against the etched muscles of her stomach meaning that the surge of translucent fluid rushed straight upwards and possessed enough momentum that it could travel up the narrow gap between her awe-inspiring boobs and imitate a fountain as it dispersed itself in thick gobs onto the top of her breasts, her shoulders, her face and the top of her head.

“That does bring up one question,” Vixen continued, the expression on her face and the heightening of the aroused quality of her voice suggesting to Ian that she was finding being showered with his precum to be quite an enjoyable experience, “and that is what in the world it is that has made you think that I’m the sort of girl who’d take a foot-and-then-some of rock-hard, prime-grade cockmeat up her ass?”

Ian was just about to point out the fact that he’d already seen a picture of her doing precisely that, but instead found himself silenced by how Vixen immediately proceeded to step closer to him at the same time as she caught hold of his cock and guided it up between her breasts until its vividly purple crown came rising up from within her cleavage, to the effect that he was now standing with her boobs pressing against his chest and his cock caught between them.

Simultaneously with the sensation of his long, thick fuckmast being trapped inside the tightness of the cleavage Vixen’s immense bust, Ian could feel her reach out and grab hold of his right wrist, with the class of top-heavy, deeply aroused teenaged sluts looking on in complete silence as she then guided his hand onto her luscious ass.

Ian couldn’t resist the temptation to grope Vixen’s left buttock, with his gauging of the firmness and the sheer scope of her asscheek bringing a soft moan from her that blossomed out past her full lips even as she didn’t allow it to stop her from guiding his hand closer to the point where the two glorious halves of her heart-shaped posterior met up to form a deep and narrow ravine that hid the entrance to her anal passage.

“See,” Vixen began, having let out another libidinous gasp as soon as the tips of two of Ian’s had brushed against her asshole, “do you feel how tight my little asshole is? And then every one of these sluts would gladly attest to the fact that Mr. Longfellow was feeding his fat cock through it just minutes before you showed up.”

“Really, Mr. White,” A few seconds later, Vixen grinned as she looked up at the point on the ceiling where Ian’s latest outpouring of precum had ended up, “are you trying to fit this lab with a skylight, or what?”
Ian grunted, not knowing quite what to say.

“Anyway, I was right in the process of having him rub his dick all over my pussy, to add a little extra flavour to my latest ass-to-mouth session, when you came barging in, pointing this massive pussy missile right at me and generally looking like you were intending to fuck me like the horny slut I am,” From outside the classroom came the unmistakable sound of Miss Taylor achieving another messy climax, though Ian’s attention remained fixed on Vixen as she followed up on her latest bit of dirty-talk by gasping lewdly again when he pushed his fingers a little tighter against her cinnamon ring.

“You know,” Ian began, “I’m sure one of the girls would be happy to get your ass nice and wet for me.”

“Oh? So you want to see my asshole licked before you fit your big fucking monstercock into it, is that it?” Again, Vixen paused to glance up at the ceiling with a smile glued to her lips, her pink tongue darting out through her mouth for a second or two as she surveyed how the mass of precum that was sticking to it had grown bigger since she’d last looked at it, “Any suggestions as to whom it should be who slips her tongue through my asshole?”

“Vikki would do nicely, I guess,” Ian replied without any hesitation, despite knowing that his reply would leave all the other boobed teens feeling desperately disappointed.

“Vikki?” Vixen’s reply was a little unsteady, most likely due to Ian pushing the tip of his middle-finger through her bunghole to enter her anal canal, “That little minx is so greedy for cock that she would wiggle and shake her ass while licking mine, all to the effect of trying to goad you into fucking her instead.”

There came no protest from Vikki at Vixen’s assessment of her character, though Ian seized the opportunity to blast the ceiling with another ample serving of precum.

“Still, I think it’s time for another picture,” Despite the fact that what she’d said would doubtlessly entail her releasing Ian’s cock from within her cleavage if she actually wanted to get to her computer, Vixen brought her hands up to the sides of her tits and began to massage the two huge, perfectly spherical orbs, something which resulted in the stretch of precum currently sticking to the ceiling being made to grow larger still.

“Though this is quite fun, I admit,” Baring her perfect teeth in a smile that had Ian’s balls beating against her belly, Vixen left both him and the class feeling not a little frustrated when she suddenly stopped what she was doing and rapidly disentangled his stiff prick from between her mountainous boobs, letting her right hand move along its length as she **** Ian to have his finger exit her ass when she took a step back from him, her massive tits jiggling from the movement in a manner which caused his eyes to be drawn to how the inside of her breasts was now coated with that of his precum that hadn’t become airborne but which had instead flowed down over the domed head of his dick to spill onto her smooth, bronzed skin.

Stepping up to her computer, Vixen made quite a show out of bending forwards in a deep bow that had her ass shot up behind her, giving the whole class an excellent view of the peachiness of her buttocks and the slightly widened state of her asshole before Ian blocked their view by stepping in to stand directly behind her, though none of them raised any complaints over instead having his muscular, steel-hard cock to marvel at.

Wiggling her ass a little and producing a delighted purr when her buttocks were duly glazed with precum as a result of her shimmying her hips to make her posterior move about in a most captivating fashion, Vixen pressed the key and a new picture materialized itself.

This one also depicted Vixen and Adam Longfellow, the latter of which was lying on his back on top a desk similar to the ones behind which the members of the class were seated, while Vixen was straddling him.

Sitting on top of Adam’s waist with her back bent backwards a little so that the size and shape of her huge knockers was accentuated, Vixen quite clearly had his cock lodged up her ass, and her thighs were spread far enough that the spray of girlcum that was exiting her pussy at full speed could be directed towards his stomach, chest and face as he held on to her narrow waist. The picture was taken as the flurry of orgasmic juices were placed in mid-air, right before they were about to splash down all across Adam, and both he and Vixen had their faces contorted into deeply lustful grimaces, with Vixen’s being evocative enough that Ian nearly forgot about the rest of the picture when he looked at it.

“Now I know that this masterclass is devoted to the male ejaculation,” Vixen spoke, without turning around, so that the sound of her singsong voice had the effect of drawing everyone’s eyes towards her juicy ass, “but I chose to include this little snapshot because I wanted to remind you all of what can happen when a stud blows his load up your ass, which is what happened here.”

Again, Vixen wiggled her ass at Ian, who showed the class his backside as he began moving towards her.