Monday

Anthony’s penis was so hard it was reflective. It looked like glass, arching up at her with a **** little drop of precum forming at the tip. It was definitely larger than her husband’s. She wondered just how ‘average’ he was after all. It looked like today she would get a pretty big sample size of what the next generation was packing.

She licked her lips and opened her mouth, leaning on the desk with her elbows. Anthony seemed like some hungry animal- ****, but wary of a trap. He gripped his hard young cock by the base, stepped forward, and slapped it down against Mrs. Stone’s tongue.

She closed her lips around it and began to slide it in and out of her mouth.

“Woa!”

“She’s really doing it!”

“Oh my God!”

As she sucked off Anthony she got her mouth really wet, knowing she’s have a lot of these cocks to get through. She didn’t anticipate it taking long, and true to form, the baffled Anthony pulled out of her mouth with a groan. He sprinted to the other side of her desk, scattering a pencil holder filled with pencils, and quickly shoved his dick into her pussy.

By now it had become quite wet, which was good because the poor boy Anthony wasn’t gentle. His hard young dick ripped through some of the fishnet mesh as it penetrated her in one thrust.

“Oh!” Mrs. Stone couldn’t help crying out. This elicited more ooos and aaahs from the boys in line.

She regained her composure and turned her attention to Ben. She cocked an eyebrow at him and he hastened to pull out his cock. Mrs. Stone’s eyes widened. He was just as big as Anthony, maybe bigger, and just as hard.

Before he stepped up to her open mouth, Mrs. Stone said, “You may take your penises out before you get to me, but remember- no jacking. I can feel that, you know. I’ll know if you do it even if I can’t see.”

A murmur went through the line. Mrs. Stone’s explanation had been thin, and their stampede had left a lot of questions unanswered. A few of the boys unzipped their uncomfortable pants to free their erections. As Ben pushed his cock past her lips, she saw a row of hard dicks like soldiers lined up behind him.

Anthony came after only just a few thrusts, but lingered inside her until Ben came rushing over.

“Move!” he shouted.

“Anthony, back to your seat,” chided Mrs. Stone as Billy approached her.

By now her mouth was a little sloppy. These boys weren’t taking long, but it was a lot of sucking. Drool ran down her chin and off the tip of her tongue which dangled outside of her mouth.

Billy was leering like it was his lucky day. His cock was sizeable too, and precum oozed down to the floor from it.

“Let me see your tits,” he jeered. Mrs. Stone sighed.

“Very well” She arched her back and pulled off her tee shirt, revealing large round breasts barely restrained by the fishnet bodysuit. The line of boys approved, with a rumble of astonishment and appreciation.

“I can’t believe it!” He moved forward quickly and began to rub his red cockhead all over her face, smearing strands of precum across her cheeks and nose.

“Billy! In the mouth, please, I am in no mood to tolerate your fooling around."

“Yeah, Billy!” came one shout.

“Don’t fuck this up for us!”

Mrs. Stone propped herself up to look at the line. “Language!”

“Sorry Mrs. Stone.”

She knew that Billy had some of the dirtiest fantasies of all about her- mostly of fucking her ass. She opened her mouth and looked up at him, and he wasted no time shoving his cock inside.

Ben came nearly as fast as Anthony. He had been gripping her ass-cheeks tight and fucking her in short little thrusts. He added his load to the mess and went to sit down, leaving Mrs. Stone with two red hand-prints on her and a few more runs in her bodysuit.

It was clear that Billy wanted to hog as much time with her as possible. He was holding back, squinting his eyes. Probably thinking about Pokemon trying not to cum, she thought. To speed things along she relaxed her throat and swallowed his cock as far as she could.

It wasn’t far; he was fairly long but also very thick and hard. She resisted the urge to gag and instead worked her throat over the tip of his cock. It succeeded and soon Billy was running back with his pants around his ankles like a penguin to dump his load on top of the other two boys’.

“In the vagina, Billy.”

“Yes ma’am,” he said with a shaky voice and plunged his cock into her oozing cunt, cumming instantly.

Mrs. Stone’s mascara was running down her face. Strings of spit and drool hung off her chin and dangling tongue.

Chenhui wore a pained expression. Mrs. Stone had a window into their minds when they jacked off thinking about her. When their masturbation sessions weren’t overlapping and she could make out the individual thoughts and fantasies of the boys, she could tell who was doing the fantasizing. This was basically Chen’s fantasy- her, on all fours sucking his skinny dick with no hands.

He shoved his cock in her mouth and roughly pushed it to the hilt. It was skinny and long, like him. It went right past her gag reflex and she nearly choked. Mrs. Stone managed to relax her throat and soon Chenhui was fucking it deeply. Gack gack gack, she went.

She felt Chen tensing up and she had to push him out of her mouth with all her might. With a glowing red face he ran behind her and only managed to touch her pussy with his cockhead before he blew his load. It barely made it inside and mostly pattered on her soaking lips and abused butt.

Next were David, then Dominic, then Enrique, then Francis, Jamie, and Joel. She was quite enjoying challenging herself to take their endowed young dicks deeper into her throat each time. She was rewarded with quick progress. By now she was deepthroating each boy with no hands and they were flying through the roster.

The boys barely got a few thrusts into her sopping messy pussy before adding another coat of cum. It leaked out of her in a small river and pooled on the desk beneath her.

Her arms and core had begun to tire, so after Joel pumped her full of his big load, but before Lucio could approach with his needy cock, she turned onto her back. She didn’t see the pool of cream and sat right in it. Oh well, she thought. 20 hard young boys will make quite a mess of one slut. The word just popped into her head, but she found it arousing.

Yes. I am one slutty teacher, letting my whole class fuck my mouth and pussy. She decided to embrace it.

Lucio got a treat. She hung her head upside down and just let the swarthy Latin boy fuck her willing throat. She heard the murmurs from the class over her wet gagging sounds. As Lucio hurried between her spread legs, Michael stepped up to quite a sight.

There was his teacher, her face a sloppy mess of runny makeup, smeared lipstick, and slobber. Her ass and pussy were smeared with the loads of a dozen horny boys who all lusted after her. Her wide fishnet body suit was covered in runs. He paused, amazed.

“What are you waiting for Michael? Give me that big hard cock!” a bubble of spittle formed and popped as she admonished him. His paralysis melted and he ran in and obliged her.

The boys at the end of the line were restless when they got to her. They had to watch their whole class run a train on their sexy teacher without touching their exposed cocks. By now they were rough with her, but she was enjoying it.

Michael came deep in her pussy, then the other Michael they called Mike, then Morgan, Sean, and Toby. She had been resisting the urge to enjoy this, but somewhere down half the roster she had left that behind. Her pussy was soaking wet with her own juices and the cum of a dozen horny schoolboys.

Now each load that blasted inside of her got a little closer to cumming herself. She could feel their loads pelting against her insides and draining out of her in an oozing stream.

When the shy little Tristan stepped up, she had to stop and gaze in awe through watery eyes. He was skinny, and pretty short. The other boys teased him. The result was that he lacked the self-confidence to be good at his school work. None of that would have prepared her for the heat he was packing. Tristan’s cock was huge, hard, and thick all around.

Mrs. Stone moaned at the sight of it, which caused Toby to stop his jackrabbit humping and cum.

Mrs. Stone grabbed Tristan’s cock on one hand and slathered it with her sloppy lips. Her hand worked back and forth over the long thick shaft and she even pulled him in to suck on his balls one by one.

The crowd resumed their tittering and Tristan turned a bright red.

“Don’t listen to them sweetie. Your cock is amazing. Please fuck with that, will you dear?”

He nodded briskly and got between her legs. As he slowly pushed his thickness inside of her, the cum of the other boys squirted out. His huge hard cock stretched her pussy, and as soon as he was inside, she came hard, moaning and writhing on her own desk.

The astonishment in the room was palpable. Mrs. Stone was a chorus of moans until Xavier stepped up and muted them into muffled gags.

Tristan lasted a lot longer than the other boys too. It wasn’t long by any standard, but by the time he finished in her, she had cum three times and Xavier was fidgeting awkwardly beside him.

Xian went next, and finally the whole class was watching from their seats as Zach gave her her last load.

All the boys were silent, looking toward the front of the class. Some had glassy far-away expressions while others were simply smiling widely. All of them were quiet, behaved, and attentive.

Mrs. Stone coughed and spit. She wiped her sloppy face and nearly slipped as she got up from the desk. Her bodysuit was ruined. It was covered in runs and slick with fluids.

She cleared her throat. “Well class, you all did excellent today. I hope now you know that I’m serious about this. Remember- this is to keep you from jacking off thinking about me. I know that if you jack off, your horny minds will probably drift to me at some point, so I suggest you don’t jack off at all.”

The boys exchanged troubled looks.

“Each one of you will get a 30 minute session starting tomorrow, Tuesday, with Anthony.”

“Yesss!”

“Ok settle down. Fridays, last period, will be a gangbang where you can all get out your frustrations from the week. If there is even one slip up I am cancelling this whole program, so help each other to remember. Now…” Mrs. Stone pulled her skirt and tee shirt back on and wiped her face with a paper towel. “Open your social studies textbooks to page 63. Who wants to read first?”