Samantha follows her lesson plan

For the most part, Samantha followed her lesson plan. Although at times it was difficult. She knew she had said she'd stop "tutoring" Nate, but he said they were different now. She was his "sex buddy" as he so nonchalantly put it. But the thought of it increased made her feel hot and bothered. So she tried her best to focus on the lesson. Surprisingly it seemed like Nate was doing the same.

As the lesson drew to a close, and the boys walked out, she was surprised to see Nate also walk out with the rest, not even acknowledging her. She couldn't admit it to herself, but she felt a little disappointed by it. As she pondered on that though, Nate walked in once again with some boys with him. She didn't know them by name but she knew they also went to the school. Though, they weren't in her class.

"Hi Miss." Nate greeted Samantha with a sly smile.

"Hello Nate. Did you want something?" She asked politely. She looked at the other students as well, wondering why they were there.

"Yes, actually. My friends here were at my party the other night and were asking me why my teacher was over." He explained.

"So I told them, but they didn't believe me." Nate smirked. Samantha's heart began to race.

"T-told them what?" She asked in **** hope that he might have lied to his friends.

"That you've been a really supportive teacher to me for the last few weeks." Nate explained. Samantha let out a small sigh of relief.

"And that you've agreed to be my sex toy." He added, his smirk growing wider at Samantha's expression.

Samantha was at a loss for words. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't muster a response. Instead she squirmed under the collective stares of her student and his friends. She foolishly thought that Nate wouldn't oust her.

"Woah. It's true?" One of the friends remarked.

"So Samantha, it looks like you've been caught, and it's going to take some convincing for these guys to stay quiet." Nate explained.

She knew what he was saying, and she knew it was the wrong thing to do. Still, she nodded. Nate smirked, and his friends looked at each other excitedly.

Samantha quietly led the students to the staff room then locked the door behind them. They shared excited glances, then hungrily watched Samantha as Nate approached her.

She remained motionless like a doll as her student slowly undressed her. But despite her efforts to remain disconnected, she could feel her body quickly heat up from the attention. Nate continued to strip her until she stood in her underwear before the three students.

"Let's start with a blowjob." Nate suggested. Samantha nervously bit her lip, then began to get to her knees. She blinked up as Nate stepped away and his friends approached her. Their cocks were already out; semi-flaccid but quickly growing in anticipation. Samantha glimpsed over at Nate, who smirked back at her.

"You better start convincing them, Samantha." He told her. Samantha raised a shaking hand and gently grasped one of the cocks, then turned to the other to take in her mouth.

"Ohh...!" The young men groaned as their cocks grew harder.

"Fuck, man. I can hardly believe this..." She heard one grunt to the other.

"I know man. And that fucker Jake was first in line." The other replied as he casually reached down to clumsily undo Samantha's bra. Her tits spilled out as her bra dropped to the floor.

"Come on, you got a better deal than Jake." Nate told them. Samantha was curious what he meant by 'deal', but she was too fixated on their cocks to listen to them talk.

"Speaking of, Samantha, let's get those panties off." Nate said. Samantha breathed hard as she let the cock fall from her mouth. She looked up at Nate with uncertainty, then after some hesitation, she stood up to wriggle out of her underwear.

She let out a shaking breath. She hadn't realized just how wet she was until she stood naked in front of these students. She almost flinched as one rested a hand on her shoulder. He gently guided her to sit. She gazed up at them with lustful eyes, though she was still very nervous.

The guys murmured quietly to each other, then one got onto his knees as the other circled around her. She gasped as she felt his hands reach around to gently grope her chest, then she bit her lip as the other lifted her legs up to expose her glistening pussy. He leaned forward to taste it.

"H-hah!" Samantha gasped as the young man's tongue flicked over her already-wet pussy, tracing up her labia then finding her clit. She squirmed from the sensation and yelped as her nipples were pinched.

"Damn, Mrs Rogers. You're so wet." The student between her legs commented. Samantha felt her face turn red from embarrassment.

"S-sorry..." She mumbled in response.

"Don't be sorry! This is the best day of my life." He laughed, then continued to slurp on her pussy. His tongue pushed inside her.

"O-ohh...!" Samantha gasped and spasmed.

"Your pussy is perfect, Mrs Rogers. I can't wait to fuck it." He exclaimed.

"Fuck off, I'm fucking her first!" The other student exclaimed.

"Calm down, man. You'll both get a turn." Nate scolded him, then smirked as he caught Samantha's gaze.

"You look like you're enjoying yourself, Samantha. I thought maybe we had a special connection, but it looks like you're a slut for just about anyone, huh?" He seemed genuinely spiteful.

"Mmh... N-no." Samantha bit her lip and shook her head, and did her best to suppress her moans.

"Liar! I saw how much you enjoyed sucking their cocks. I bet you can't wait to feel them fuck you, huh?" He sneered.

"I... O-only if you want me to." Samantha wasn't sure how to respond. Truthfully she ached to be filled. Nate's smirk grew.

"Yeah, that's what I want. I want you to prove to me that you're a slut." He growled, then nodded to his friends.

They clumsily got to their feet, then gently pressed Samantha to be bent over. She gazed over at Nate with an uncertain but lustful gaze, but he only glared back. Samantha bit her lip as she felt one of the students approach her from behind. She let out a long breath as his cock brushed over her pussy, then slowly pressed inside her. She closed her eyes and let out a moan.

"F-fuck..." She gasped as her womanhood tightened around the manhood that invaded her.

"Me too." The other student muttered as he slapped his cock against Samantha's face. She opened her mouth to take his cock in.

"Mmh...!" Samantha moaned again as the student behind her began to thrust into her. She bucked back against him while she slurped down on the other cock.

"Ohh, fuck. Your pussy is so wet!" She heard the one behind her comment, then she felt him grasp her ass. "Do you like this." He asked as he thrusted faster. Samantha spasmed as a small orgasm washed over her.

"Mh, y-yes!" Samantha moaned in response, then reached back to rub her aching clit.

"Damn, this is fucking awesome!" She heard one exclaim, but she couldn't focus on anything but trying to orgasm.

She let out another moan as she shivered and bucked back against the cock inside her. She felt waves of pleasure spreading through her body with each thrust inside her and she longingly caressed the cock in her mouth, eager to taste what it had for her. She could hear Nate talk to her, but she was so close to cumming, she didn't listen.

"O-oohh! Mmhh..." Samantha shivered again as an intense orgasm swelled in her loins and washed through her body. She spasmed and gasped as her student proceeded to pump her full off his seed, then she spluttered as her mouth was filled with cum.

"Ohh, fuck! That was... So good..." She heard the student in front of her comment.

"I still can't believe it. I fucked Mrs Rogers." The one behind her stated. Samantha did her best to collect herself, though she was still shivering from the intense orgasm.

"Alright man, thanks for that. Sorry I didn't believe you. Can we do it again some time?" They spoke casually, as if she wasn't even there. Though Samantha didn't mind. She was already robbed of her decency and was deep in the process of wallowing in self-pity. She REALLY shouldn't have done that.

"Yeah, yeah. Same deal, upfront." She heard Nate reply.

His friends eventually left the room, leaving Samantha and Nate alone together.

"You really enjoyed that, didn't you?" He eventually asked, though he sounded almost sad.

"U-um... You wanted me to... Right?" Samantha replied, peering up at his face. Nate scowled at her, then sneered.

"Yeah, of course. I said to prove that you're a slut, and you did. Well done." His voice found it's usual bullishness. Samantha bit her lip.

"I was just doing what you asked." She defended her actions, though she didn't believe a word she said.

"Liar. You were being a slut, because you are a slut. And I have the proof, look." Nate took out his phone and showed Samantha the screen. She gasped. He'd recorded the whole thing.

"Delete that!" She demanded, but Nate shook his head.

"No, I don't think I will. Maybe if you ask me tomorrow I'll change my mind. But you'll have to meet me here after class again." He grinned. Samantha opened and closed her mouth, then looked down at her naked lap. She was at his mercy. Though, she knew that she could have stopped it a long time ago.