Nurse Pennyweather Plays Dumb

‘What, little old me?’ said Felicity, deciding to act the dumb nurse bimbo, seeing as that was the role that was apparently being thrust upon her. So far she had not been succeeding in this odd competition between herself and Vixen to wrest Charles Woodcock-Splatterwell’s affections away from the other. If anything, Vixen was currently feeling all the benefits, as her slender, tensile legs wobbled and spasmed in jelly-like convulsions, only being prevented from shaking all over the place by the fact that Charles had each of her ankles in a tight grip as he ploughed her asshole as she laid on her back over the table at the front of the classroom.

Felicity cast a glance at Vixen’s eyes. Her eyes were nearly completely white, having rolled up to the top of her head, and her mouth was hanging open, her tongue lolling elastically. It looked like Charles had fucked her into some kind of higher plane of ecstatic existence. Either that or the good doctor was having some kind of sex-addled fit.

Nurse Pennyweather needed to do something to tip the scales in her favour now that the opportunity was there. She touched her gloved hand to her breastbone in an elegant and theatrical gesture of shock and alarm.

‘Good God Dr Woodcock-Splatterwell! Dr Sinclair appears to be having a seizure!’

Charles did one of his many customary double-takes. A retiring, unworldly man of science with his glasses perpetually fogged. It was not difficult to put one over on him, a fact which many of the female students of the school continually availed themselves of. Even after all these years, Charles still hadn’t worked out why his detention classes were full to capacity of horny eighteen and nineteen year old teenage girls spreading their legs to show him their saturated panties stretched over their steaming clams, fingering themselves through wet-look leggings, or simply on all fours on their desks, twerking their asses at him. It was a total mystery as to why they seemed to behave so badly, to push him so far, and therefore to have an hour long detention. Nor could he work out why so many of the school’s young ladies seemed to have such trouble with the formulae, equations, and all round comprehensibility of the subject he taught. His catch-up seminars were oversubscribed as well.

The naughty girls of the detention class only ever behaved when he took out his cock and banged it on the front desk above the clamour to get their attention.

The girls with limited facility in the subject of science only seemed to attend when he took out his cock and used it to point at things on the blackboard.

‘What on earth do you mean, Nurse Pennyweather?’ Charles blurted, high-volume squirts of Dr Sinclair’s pussy juices spraying past his shoulder.

‘It looks like all the tell-tale signs of Bell-Swagges’s Shuddering Palsy!’

‘My God!’ said Charles, genuinely appalled, but not so appalled that it prevented him from rooting his monster tool once more in Dr Sinclair’s clenching anal passage. ‘What can we do?’

‘Well…’ said Felicity, thinking quickly and scanning her eyes around the room, ‘it’s clearly been brought on by you fucking her ass. The only remedy is to do the opposite.’

‘What’s that?’ asked Charles.

‘The only known cure is for her to be fucked in the opposite end. In her throat! And it must be done by two people. And you have to stop fucking her ass!’ Felicity swatted Charles’s hand away from where it had a grip on Vixen’s slender ankle.

‘Ow! What will that do?’ said Charles, oblivious to the giggles that were coursing gently around the science room.

Nurse Pennyweather pushed both hands to the side of her face, ‘goodness gracious Charles, there’s no time to waste! For God’s sake, get your cock out of her ass! In fact, stand back and let me do it!’

Lurching forwards, her massive tits inflating the ’18 inches’ inscription on the front of her t-shirt, Nurse Pennyweather leaned on her red, shiny, platform soled shoes, extended a hand, and grasped the monstrous, brawny root of Charles’s penis with her slender fingers. A spewing plume of Vixen’s girlcum jetted upwards as she did so and drenched her indecently tight t-shirt, marking out the contours of her monstrous globes with greater delineation, the jutting swell of the pair of globes bursting out in front of her.

As her fingers made contact with his mega dong, Felicity paused, cleared her throat in an almost chaste ‘ahem’ sound, her eyes flicking upwards to meet Charles’s. There was an incredibly intense hiatus as this happened, which actually quelled the atmosphere of mutinous levity in the room for an instant, as the class excitedly and keenly grasped what was occurring on the dais. Charles and Felicity locked eyes, and then both, almost embarrassedly, directed their gaze elsewhere.

‘Oh that’s so cuuuuute!’ said Candi Hart, clutching a phone to her mountainous chest, ‘I just want to die!’

‘It’s like something out of “Frozen” or something!’ chimed in Titania Titts.

‘It’s like something out of one of my films,’ said Diamond Gazongas, Robert’s dick still entrenched deep beyond her sphincter in a way that made her tight asshole balloon massively, the stacked blonde teen pornqueen slut bouncing in an exaggerated bimbo way on the fuckstick as she rode the young stud reverse cowgirl, her colossal tits bouncing on her chest.

‘I am a world expert matchmaker, I am like the angel of love. I literally am cupid!’ trilled Candi, still holding the phone.

‘Cupid’s a boy, dummy,’ remarked Titania.

Sanddy, finally back with the rest of the class, stood facing where Diamond was expertly milking her boyfriend’s horsecock, and posed demonstratively, holding up both her hands and pointing two beautifully manicured index fingers directly at her face, which was plastered with lines of hot, thick, sticky white cum.

‘Have to disagree, Candi.’ Sanddy said, ‘pretty sure the gal that did all the work is right here.’ A thick rope of cum swinging from her chin got too heavy and long and detached itself, where it plopped onto her massive tits and ran down her deep cleavage.

‘Well, if you call being able to suck Mr Dongschlong-spattersplooge’s dick and get him to fucking spooge all over your face work –‘ Candi retorted, emphasising the word ‘work’ and sticking her tongue out, as Sanddy raised an eyebrow at her expressively.

‘I just make deepthroating that eighteen inch snake look easy, Candi.’ Said Sanddy, changing her expression to one of imperious nonchalance and looking down her nose, pretending to study her nails.

‘Sure, but I was the clever one,’ grinned Candi, brandishing the phone she had clasped in her hand, ‘I snuck up and got Mr Cumshot-well’s phone and I sent the messages to Nurse Pennyweather and Dr Sinclair!’

‘Yeah, actually Cand, fair play. Do you know what? Give it here.’

Sanddy took the phone from Candi’s hand and started looking at the pictures on it.

‘I look fucking hot in this one. Big dicked mother fucker fucked my face right up. Hey Robert,’ Sanddy turned her face to her boyfriend, ‘gonna send this one to you, baby. Charles’s MONSTER cock laying right on my face. Hmmm, to be honest, you can’t really see too much of my face. Too much dick. Ah well, here you go anyway.’

As Sanddy sent the picture to Robert, her boyfriend groaned and sad, ‘fucking slut…’

Sanddy then cycled through another few pictures on Charles’s phone, before reversing it and angling it towards her for a selfie, pouting her lips up and sticking her tits out, snapping a picture of herself as Charles’s thick cum laid in stripes over her sexy face and massive tits.

‘MWAH!’ said Sanddy, blowing a cum bubble, ‘fucking creamed, bitch!’

‘How about that titjob, whore?’ said Robert, Sanddy’s provocations becoming too much for him.

Sanddy grinned, ‘I thought you’d never ask, baby,’ she said, handing the phone back to Candi, the voraciously sexual stacked teen turning to Robert and getting on her knees, hefting her huge tits and sliding the round globes over each other, slick sounds coming from the pair of massive, round orbs as she slathered Charles’s cum around between them.

At the front of the classroom, the massive-titted brunette nurse, looking like a vision from a porn set, had succeeded in extracting Charles’s foot-and-a-half long member from Dr Sinclair’s asshole. The hulking beastcock was sticking out horizontally from his groin, throbbing dramatically in regular, heaving pulses, the fleshy stick glistening wetly.

Felicity looked all the way up the shaft, from the gleaming, clublike head, all the way up the vein-corded column, until her eyes met with Charles’s.

‘Charles,’ she said, ‘this is a monstercock.’

Charles gulped. A thread of precum was hanging from the head of his cock, but now a long, fat, thick welter of the sticky juice spewed out in a forceful spray that splattered hard into Nurse Pennyweather’s ripped, muscularly fit stomach and pink, inviting pussy.

‘What about Dr Sinclair?’ asked Charles, ‘what is the next stage in Bell-Swagges’s Shuddering Palsy?’

‘Oh, her,’ Felicity said, dismissively, ‘casting an eye at the gorgeous, incredibly statuesque scientist slut that was laying in a discombobulated mess on the front desk, gorgeous, slender legs askew, eyeballs reeling, ‘yes that’s right. We need someone to take care of her. Someone with a fucking immense penis that will go right down her throat and shut her u- I mean, give her the urgent medical treatment she so desperately needs.’

Charles glanced out at the class. He knew who would fit that bill, ‘Robert –‘

Charles’s gaze drifted out into classroom to reveal that Diamond Gazongas, the gorgeous teenage pornqueen had dismounted Robert, who had now stood up, with his legs planted fairly far apart, and had his cock in his hand. He could recognise Sanddy Sexton kneeling up in front of Robert. While the back of the utterly dreamy teenage whore had her back to him, he could recognise her by the leopard print skintight minidress she was wearing.

Robert looked up at Charles, ‘I’m a little busy at the moment sir,’

And with that, he gripped his muscular fleshmast in his hand and smacked it hard between Sanddy’s jugs. There was an incredibly wet, sticky SPPPPLLLLLATTTTT sound as the brawny, vascular log of thick cockflesh was planted between Sanddy’s cum-splattered cans, and Charles saw droplets of white cum spatter up against Robert’s torso from the **** of the impact.

Robert was apparently not done there, and repeated the motion, pulling his monster schlong back and smacking it between Sanddy’s tits, before starting to rain a few smacks onto the bulging curves of her massively round cans, smearing the cockend around the firm flesh and coating the smooth, round, bell-shaped crown in Charles’s thick, glutinous semen.

‘Fucking pervert,’ said Sanddy, eyeing Robert and then giggling deliciously.

Robert slid his massive meat-missile around Sanddy’s massive, jutting rack, chest, chin and collarbone, scooping the veined pillar of hot, hard flesh around until it was greased and slick with a lumpy coating of Charle’s precum and held out the bloated, rigid shaft to Sanddy, thick ropes of cum dripping off it.

‘Ooooo, yummy…’ said Sanddy, winking at Robert and opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out, the schoolgirl slut moaning when her boyfriend inserted his giant, outsize, brawny fuckstaff in her mouth. The moans were swiftly overshadowed by obscene GUKGUKGLUKGURK sounds as Roberts subjected the mega jugged schoolgirl to a facefucking, ramming his cock repeatedly as far down her throat as he could get it, while Sanddy’s hands clasped at his thighs for stability.

Charles would need to look elsewhere. His eyes scanned the desks. Vixen was in danger!

‘Matt,’ Charles said, his gaze falling on one of the more sound and reliable male members of the class. ‘Would you be able to come up here please? And bring Nathan with you.’

As it happened, both Matt Henderson and Nathan Big, each as well-liked and admired members of the student body as Robert himself, were also occupied. The gorgeous, dark-blonde haired ass-bombed slut Becca Bootie was currently on a desk in front of them on her hands and knees, twerking her astounding ass at them. Becca’s round, curvy glutes were like a pair of firm, solid globes of luxuriously smooth, golden tanned flesh that she could make pop and jiggle independently, sending ripples all around the contours of prodigiously bulging booty meat. The sexy schoolgirl slut was otherwise another stacked, ripped, slender-bodied teenage whore like her classmates. Wearing nothing other than a yellow g-string and bright yellow stripper sandals, this much was obvious, though it was her ass that was currently getting the attention, with both Matt and Nathan standing behind her with their massive, monstrous, muscular dicks out sticking up angrily, iron hard, with Matt jacking his pc muscle to make his stiff schlong piston up and down to impact upon the globular rump that was being shaken in front of him, and Nathan taking long strokes of his shaft which made jets of precum shoot from his dick and slicken up Becca’s gleaming butt with glistening fluid.

‘I’m a little ahh – busy right now, Mr Woodcock-Splatterwell,’ announced Nathan.

‘Well hurry up, can’t you?’ said Charles, ‘Dr Sinclair needs reviving here!’

Nathan glanced at Matt, and the two of them reached an understanding. As one man, the pair of them grabbed their fat, muscular fucksticks down at the base and started to spank Becca’s delicious, curvy derriere with their throbbing horsecocks, each speeding up the pace and severity of their smacking thumps, with Becca’s round glutes wobbling as they were pummelled. The sound of the duo’s zealous spanking of the schoolgirl rose in the room as Becca shuddered in delight as the teenage cocksmiths smacked their dicks on her bulging, round backside, each of the hard lengths ejecting sprays of precum into the air that arced all around her as they did so. Suddenly the blonde booty queen shuddered and convulsed, orgasming at the treatment she was getting, and a thick gush of girlcum spewed out of her spasming cunt, drenched through her G-string, and washed over the desk below.

Becca’s scream of pleasure wasn’t adequately transcribable but was some derivation of the word ‘FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!’ and was followed by some mewling that would have made a modest man cum in his trousers.

Still acting synchronically, their task completed, Nathan and Matt gave the squirting, tanned, huge-assed hot mess of a pornified schoolgirl a final glance as she pumped her fingers in her pussy, and quickly shifted gears towards the front of the classroom, where Dr Sinclair was hanging off the front desk, seemingly slightly coming back from whichever orgasmic heaven she had been visiting.

Splayed back on the desk, she allowed her head to loll backwards, a tumbling cascade of gorgeous two-tone black and blonde glossy hair to stream behind her, almost down to the floor. Her pussy had stopped squirting and she now was running her hands up her body, sensually sliding them up he incredibly tautly muscular abs and over her monstrously inflated knockers.

‘I think she’s coming round, Nurse Pennyweather,’ offered Matt.

Charles turned to Felicity, ‘goodness, Nurse Pennyweather, it appears that our suspicions of Bell-Swagges’s Shuddering Palsy were a false alarm,’

Nurse Pennyweather winced sympathetically. Couldn’t Vixen ‘Two PhD’s’ Sinclair just back off for one single solitary second? Couldn’t she get Charles alone for just a little while?

‘That’s the most dangerous part!’ she declared, ‘Matt, please do the decent thing!’

Vixen seemed on the cusp of a revelation. Her eyes were no longer crossed, for one thing. Charles had made lightening strike between her eyes. Charles! She opened her mouth.

‘CharlMMPPPHHHHFFFFGGGHHHHHUUUUUFFFFFFFFFF‘

That was as far as Vixen got before a massive cock shot into her mouth and impaled her throat. Matt Henderson had taken his simply monstrous shaft and threaded the huge blunt end right through her upside-down mouth and all the way through her unresisting gullet and into her throat. Vixen’s previously slender neck was monstrously bloated by the schoolboy’s monster prong, even to the point where the peculiarly fat and prodigiously inflated dorsal vein on his fat schlong could be seen throbbing through Dr Sinclair’s neck.

Transfixed by the adolescent’s meaty column of flesh, Vixen’s eyes bugged wide again, as Matt held her shoulders and pumped his megadick in and out of her throat.

‘Well done Matt,’ said Nurse Pennyweather, ‘now that’s what I call first aid.’

She turned back to Charles, ‘she’s going to be fine, Mr Woodcock-Splatterwell. Just need to keep those cocks in her throat for as long as possible.’

Charles looked suspicious. ‘If you say so, Nurse Pennyweather.’

‘Fuck…’ said Diamond, looking up at the front desk, ‘Matt’s really going to town on Dr Sinclair!’

‘He’s a lucky man,’ observed Robert, withdrawing his penis from Sanddy’s throat, the hugely outsize dong connected to the boobed teen’s face by swinging and jiggling ropes of saliva.

‘How about we make you luckier?’ asked Diamond with a wicked glint in her eye.

Robert looked up from where he was patting his cock against Sanddy’s lips. Stood behind her were Diamond, Candi, and Titania. Three monster jugged blonde eighteen year old sluts, and their eyes were all fixed on one thing.

Robert owned up to it. Lifting his cock, he put it on top of Sanddy’s head. His massive balls dangled against her lips. The head stuck out past the back of Sanddy’s head, pointing at the trio of monster-boobed super whores.

‘Come and get it,’ said Robert.

Candi, Diamond and Tits smiled, and got on their knees next to Sanddy in front of Robert.

‘Last one to break their jaw’s a virgin,’ said Diamond, opening her mouth wide.

At the front of the classroom, Felicity finally had Charles where she wanted him. Vixen was on her back on the desk being facefucked by a monstercocked student that wasn’t about to let up any time soon, even though she could see that Nathan, next to him, was already agitating at him to give him a turn. Vixen wouldn’t be making any pleas to Charles any time soon. The time was now.

‘Charles,’ she said, ‘I know I’ve already “got the t-shirt”, but how’d you like to show me what a foot and a half of prime grade fuckmeat feels like up my ass?’