Monica has plans and desires

The Dean eases Monica's legs off his shoulders and pulls out of her. She gasps as her mouth slips off your cock, saliva and semen drooling from her mouth. She sinks to her knees, gasping, looking up at both of you with wide eyes.

"You pigs," she gasps, smiling up with a face smeared with semen and spit. "Using me so hard you fucking bastards."

"You loved it," the Dean says, smiling coldly at her and holding her chin in his hand. "It's exactly what you wanted. Exactly what you needed." She shudders, looking up at him, one hand squeezing a breast and tweaking a stiff nipple.

"You're still pigs," she chuckles. "Just because I loved it doesn't make you any less pigs."

"You sound like a sow that's looking for more," he growls.

"Mmmmm....yeah...but not right now. I'll be lucky if I can walk back to school, much less run. But I want this again. You guys had fun, right?"

"I sure did," you answer, tucking your cock away and glancing at the Dean. "You're fucking hot Monica."

"You were alright," the Dean deadpans, laughing as Monica looks outraged then giggles, slapping his leg.

"You are a bastard, Dean Hawkfeather. It's a good thing you can make me come or I'd be mad at you. Seriously though, I want this again, but maybe someplace more comfortable."

"My place is ok, but I'm right next door to the Headmistress," he smiles.

"Didn't stop you fucking the snot out of me earlier, but I take your point. What about your place Brian? I know you're rooming with that old man, but maybe you can get rid of him."

You laugh, shaking your head. "You'd be surprised at that 'old man.' He'd be into you, maybe give you more than you expect." You catch a surprised look from the Dean and realise you might have revealed more than you should. Embarrassed, you glance away.

"Oooooo, that sounds like fun!" Monica gasps. "The three of you could do me... fill all my holes...use me like a bitch...oh fuck....I'm excited already."

You glance from Dean Hawkfeather to Monica squirming excitedly on her knees, wondering if you have the stuff to go another round with the horny young teacher. Before you can act on any urge you might have Monica seems to get control of herself, the playful erotic look on her face erased by a more serious smile as she clambers to her feet.

"I've gotta stop, or I really won't be able to walk," she laughs. "You guys ruined me, you beasts. But I do want a repeat performance, and soon. And Mason would be welcome to join." Her eyes flash at you before flickering to the Dean. "You guys don't seem to mind sharing."

"Not at all," you chuckle as the three of you dress.

"God that was exciting! Every bit like I imagined it would be. I can't wait to have three guys, being the center of attention for all of you. Soon, ok?"

You nod, murmuring agreement as you realise just how deep into her fantasies Monica is. You shares another look with the Dean, raising your eyebrows in a kind of shrug. He looks like he's about to say something when he suddenly stands straighter and scans the trees and the ridgeline, as if looking for something.

"I'm going to head back this way," Monica begins, then stops as he puts a hand on her arm. "What is it Kyle?"

"I think someone's here," he says quietly. "Hiding and watching."