Exploring the school

Emma spent the rest of her day exploring the university. It seemed to her that the school was a fascinating object of study in and of itself, not just a source of information.

They strolled around at a slow pace, Emile pointing out small curiosities here and there. He was a surprisingly good guide.

They walked past an open door where Emma could see and older man, a professor perhaps, getting a blowjob from what she assumed was a colleague.

"Hello Christopher!" Emile said, leaning against the door frame to the classroom.

The man looked up "Oh hi Emile" the women looked up too, though her mouth was still stuffed "Hig... Emilhh..." she tried.

"Oh I'm just keeping busy while grading, you know how boring it can be" he said with a chuckle "Miss Ellis is keeping me company"

Emile smiled "I don't actually, I'm not a teacher remeber?"

"Oh that's right" the man chuckled "lucky you".

Emile seemed to get along with everyone, there was a "Hi Emile!" there and "_E-man!"_there.

"Oh and this is the teachers lounge" he said suddenly and showed Emma a small breakroom "and that's Mr. Stephensson, our glorious basketball couch"

The man seemed more than busy with two cheerleaders at his cock and only nodded at Emile. The first snub today.

The man obviously liked himself and the cheerleaders seemd to know it. It was all "Mr. Stephensson your so big!" and "Oh yes Mr. Stephensson, you know how to turn a woman on".

The lazy bastard was just sitting there, occasionally slapping a butt or pulling at someones hair.

"Tryouts are coming up for the cheerleading squad..." Emile said to her, quietly as they left. "I fucking hate that guy".

The upcoming hallway was croweded, the students had just left the lectures and were heading for lunch. Two groups had already formed outside the closest classroom, a girl on her knees in the middle of both.

The girl on the lefthand side did not look like the brightest girl in the world, but there was no denying she was hot. The group of frat boys around here seemed to share Emmas assesment.

"Wow Stacy you were made for this" one of the guys said "you're a stupid little whore but at least you can suck a dick"

Her top was pulled up too reveal her perky tits, she couldn't have been much older than 18.

"Take... that...you... fucking... slut...." another said with clenched teeth as he roughly pushed his cock down her throat.

"It this how you pass the class huh? Sucking off the professor?"

"What do you think?" said an older man behind them, followed with a roar of laughter. The professor, I take it.

The other group could not have been more different.

The young woman in the middle was heavily involved in the conversation, even being the center point for it. Kneeling, and completley naked aside from a chocker she sat and strokes cocks and talked econometrics. Intertwining some of the finer points on the subjects with quick and skillfull sucking.

"So there's no information?" One of the guys was asking while stroking his throbbing penis.

"Not as such" said the girl, quickly gagging on the cock to her side "It's more a matter of the residuals lacking structure. If they do, something's off with the data."

"Thanks Kate! I think I get it now, how the hell do you know everything?" the guys kept asking her questions, seeming geniunley appreciative of Kate

"Hmm... it could be heteroskedasticity" Kate responded to some unfathomable question, before she had time to finish the thought one of the guys pushed his cock into her mouth. The sudden deepthroating did not catch Kate off balance, as soon as the guy released her she looked back to the person who'd asked the first question and said "have you tried a Breusch Pagan Test?"

It didn't take long for the first guy to come. The first finished suddenly while still inside her, cock stirring inside her mouth. Kate did the polite thing and showed the guy his cum in her mouth before swallowing. The conversations kept going, interspersed with facials here and there.

"Let's go" said a man to her right, Emma had almost forgot about Emilie being so fixated on the ongoing orgies in the hallway "the cue in the cafeteria tends to build up".