A slight delay

Not for the first time that day, Ian found it hard to speak as thoughts raced through his head in an attempt to try to make sense of the turn that his life had taken. Until that morning, he had been a fairly normal man who made a little extra money by working as a supply teacher, but now he’d just witnessed twenty or so of the most gorgeous young women that he’d ever laid eyes upon march out of the classroom that he was in, more than a few of them doing so as his cum glistened against their skin or came trickling out of their pussies and assholes, while he remained behind to enjoy the company of two truly beautiful women, both of which were undoubtedly more attractive than any woman that he had ever expected to even meet, let alone see naked or have sex with.

It was all a bit much for him to take in, particularly as the sudden changes in his life also included that his cock had grown a good couple of inches and that his balls were now bigger than ever before, while his sex-drive and stamina had developed to a level where he would seemingly be able to spend the whole day fucking one spectacular slut after another.

In the end, all Ian could do in response to both his own thoughts and the enticing words that had been said directly into his ears by the two curvaceous queen sluts that flanked was to let out a low, growled exclamation and direct a forceful blast of precum at the door that Melanie had closed behind her.

“Penny for your thoughts, Ian,” Gina sighed out once she’d adjusted her grip of his cock after how it had pulsed in her hands during the few seconds that had preceded him nearly knocking the door off its hinges.

“Honestly…” The volatile release was to Ian pretty much like taking a deep breath, something which allowed him to calm down and get to the point where words could come out of his mouth, “I want to go after Melanie and fuck her out in the corridor.”

“Oh my,” Gina purred as her right hand slid down the length of Ian’s thick fuckpiece, “but I’m afraid that we can’t allow you to simply run after her and fuck her silly. I could give you some drivel about how that is a bit too vulgar for this school, though it really isn’t, but the truth of the matter is…”

Gina stopped to slide her right hand back up towards the crown of Ian’s cock and use the palm to caress its sensitive surface until several inch-long strands of precum oozed out of his pisshole in rapid succession and went on to gleam against her delicate fingers.

“That I want you to fuck my ass,” Gina continued from where she’d left off, pulling Ian’s fuckmast back so that the bolt of prejizz that shot out of his cumslit was directed up towards the ceiling, the streak of translucent fluid barely missing her face as she bent down and swallowed up his whole cockend in one go, leading Ian to let out a hoarse groan as he followed how the sudden bulging of her cheeks was followed by the collapsing around the business-end of his steadily throbbing cumtube as she began to suck on it in earnest.

“Gina, you slut…” The sound of Miss Clelland’s voice reminded Ian of how the two women that were currently keeping him company seemed to have a rather complex relationship, though he’d been far too busy fucking Melanie to get a proper understanding of how the two busty vixens seemed to throw disparaging remarks at each other like lovers would offer each other compliments, though Ian was perhaps more focused on how the foxy brunette’s fingers came in between his legs to start fondling his balls.

“Yes?” Gina pulled her head off Ian’s cockend but retained her crouched position, following up on her question by sending a thick rope of spit flying onto the bulbous tip of the massive fuckpiece in front of her.

“Cumslut, think you can contain yourself until we get upstairs?” Miss Clelland sounded as she already knew Gina’s answer to her question.

“No,” Gina at first sounded surprisingly matter of fact, but then she released a very naughty giggle that was immediately followed by her surrendering her hold of Ian’s cock and slipping away from his side, leaving Ian to admire the firm swell of her ass, the steady bobbing of her thick tresses of shimmering blonde hair and the flexing of the muscles in her long, lissom legs as she strolled over to a nearby desk and proceeded to thrust her juicy derrière up into the air behind her as her arms and tits made contact with the table-top in front of her.

“Oh Ian…” Gina called out in a singsong voice as she prompted his gaze to be moved up from her juicing honey box as it appeared between her luscious by using her hands to part the taut mass of her asscheeks and reveal her relaxed, spit-coated asshole.

“By the way,” As hard as it was for Ian to turn his eyes away from Gina as she offered up her ringpiece for him to thrust his throbbing fuckmast through, the sudden desire to appear as cool and collected as possible was strong enough that he did manage to move his head so that he was instead looking straight at Miss Clelland, the lustful gleam in her eyes being enough to make Gina unleash a startled but delighted shriek at having one of her buttocks showered with a high-powered discharge of precum, “I don’t think I ever quite caught your name.”

“It’s Vanessa,” Miss Clelland’s whole face blossomed into a libidinous smile as soon as she’d introduced herself, and Ian got to watch how she nimbly moved out to stand directly in front of him, still sporting the same enticing expression as she wrapped her fingers as far round his massive cockend as they could possibly go and proceeded to grin a little from the strain of shaking his rigid fuckpiece.

Ian let out a grunt, and it seemed to him as though Vanessa managed to somehow reposition herself so that she was facing in the same direction as he without ever letting go of his cock, his member now throbbing against her grip as she began to lead him up towards Gina, who had patiently kept her buttocks parted for him and who was now looking back at her two lovers past her right shoulder.

Finding himself having been given a kiss on the cheek by Vanessa once the two of them were standing directly behind Gina, Ian sucked air into his lungs as Vanessa slid her hand off his cock and dropped down on her haunches behind Gina, leaving him to direct a sticky mass of precum onto the wall directly in front of him at the sight of her placing her hands on top of Gina’s and leaning in until her tongue came in contact with the curvaceous blonde’s cinnamon ring.

All Ian could do was to watch in silence and try to not blow his next load just yet as he observed the slow fashion in which Vanessa circled her tongue along the rim of Gina’s sphincter before she obscured it with her plump lips as she dug her face deeper in between the halves of Gina’s incredible ass and made her equally stunning lover unleash a blissful cry by slipping the tip of her tongue through her cinnamon ring.

“There,” Vanessa let out as she pulled her head back from Gina’s posterior a few seconds later, saying nothing more as she instead carried out a fluid motion that placed her face directly in front of Ian’s drooling cockhead, his right hand coming down on top of her head as she slid her lips over the purple crown of his gargantuan pussy pleaser and swirled her tongue over it, her eyelids coming down as a gush of precum smacked into the back of her throat, “the slut’s wet and ready for you…”

Glancing down at the top-heavy brunette that had just smacked her lips upon popping his dick out of her mouth, Ian nearly coated her misleadingly angelic face with another voluminous release of precum, though the way in which she ducked out of his way meant that it was instead directed onto Gina’s butt.

Barely had Gina managed to let out an excited squeal at having her ass coated with Ian’s prejizz before he’d made her gasp by placing the meaty business-end of his cock against her asshole.

“Ian…” The sound of Vanessa’s voice caused Ian to delay his fucking of Gina’s ass for a few more seconds as he turned his head to note how Vanessa had now seated herself on her ass on the floor and had her legs spread so that he could see her right hand caressing her pink slit.

“Yes?” Ian wasn’t about to protest at the familiarity with which Vanessa had addressed him.

“Don’t hold back,” Vanessa implored him, her tone void of any playfulness or mischievousness, “but fuck that slut as hard as you can.”

Ian gulped, turned back towards Gina, and made her cry out as he pushed his cockend through her distended cinnamon ring.