Miss Hart gets a huge treat

Ian counted the number of hands, noticing that one particularly naughty little minx had put her hand up twice. Obviously either of the suggestions would do just as well for her. None of the students seemed in the least perturbed about the fact that he was standing naked in front of them and soliciting votes for this enterprise, and Ian noticed that if he took the trouble to twitch his fat muscular member, sticking out a full fourteen inches in front of him like a meaty, vein-ripped torpedo, that one of the girls in the front line winced as if she was afraid that the huge staff might jolt forwards and smack her in the face. Enjoying the result, Ian twitched his cock a couple more times and elicited a few excited giggles from a couple of the fit sport-fetish clad trainee-sluts, all of whom were willing the pulsing cockend to project a spurt of two of semen their way.

The girls in the gym hadn?t seen his previous, ambitious ejaculation, but they were certainly dumfounded at its obvious after-effects, with the result that the eight vixens that had joined the rest of the class from the weights room were each adorned in some utterly debauched way, proudly displaying as best they could the regions on their bodies, faces and hair the places that they had been splattered with pearly, creamy goo. The two Swedish exchange students, for example, were still stick together via the chin courtesy of the gluey load they had received, and the sexy Asian with the tight, compact, curvy body, not to mention the most amazingly enormous tits still had on her upper torso the look of someone who had been cast adrift in a particularly sticky blizzard of sugar icing and had got inside without yet wiping herself clean.

Then Ian turned to Miss Hart after counting the votes. The students were all adorable, sexy little angels, no doubt about it, but to Ian?s mind she was the real payoff. What a spectacular vixen she was. Ian had never in his life seen a garment subjected to such internal pressure as her minuscule, cutoff t-shirt. There was simply no doubt that the pair of boobs that the blonde PE teacher paraded on her chest were the biggest her had seen in the school that day, and, by extension, his life. Miss Taylor?s, by any standards, had been enormous, and jutted from out of her catsuit-clad chest with such contempt for the laws of gravity that Ian would have been happy to stake his life on using them as a makeshift buoyancy aid should he ever have fallen out of a plane, not to mention the sheer size of them, the inner cleavage of her toffee-tanned chest hinting at a pair of succulent and firm globes that rivalled a regulation football in size.

But Miss Hart was in a different league even to that, and the firm slopes of her heavily shaped underboobs bursting from the lower portion of the t-shirt were of such precise circularity that the pure roundness of them glinting under the lights in the gym reminded Ian of the effect produced by the sun disappearing behind the moon during a solar eclipse. The upper halves of the globes, constrained God-knows-how by the inadequate t-shirt that bore what was not so much a logo as the mission-statement-cum-mantra of the statuesque blonde with the word ?slut?, were of absolutely spherical perfection and Ian?s mouth watered as he marvelled at the way in which the massive boobs filled out the letters on her chest. The way the material was stretched across her tits, the way it clung so assiduously to the glorious mounds made Ian wonder how she got it on that morning without causing herself injury. That said, Ian reflected, it wasn?t her boobs that were set to be the primary recipient of his affections.

?It looks like you?re taking it in the ass,? Ian said to Laura, announcing the mandate of the class to a ripple of feminine giggles, a barely restrained cheer and some applause.

?Looks like these puppies will have to wait before you give them some attention,? smiled Miss Hart, her hands cupping the weighty undersides of her boobs.

?They?ll give me something to aim at when I cum,? proposed Ian.

?Right,? said Miss Hart, ?just hit the slut.? Then she turned to the generously cum-splattered Asian, Gemma. ?Gemma, would you mind coming and licking my asshole a while? You?re such a messy little cum-catcher I have a fancy that it?ll lubricate my tight little hole with Mr White?s jizz.?

Gemma, a touch coquettishly, but with all the eagerness of a student singled out from special privileges, sashayed forwards, her step sure in her pink-legwarmers and high wedge-sandals even though with the amount of cum that was plastered against her face there was every likelihood that her visibility could have been restricted, and got on her haunches behind Miss Hart?s perfect derriere. As the megaboobed blonde stood, she prized her glorious asscheeks apart, leaving the way clear for the sexy cumfaced strumpet to plunge, tongue extended, into a noisy appreciation of her teacher?s puckered rosebud, the slurping sounds emanating all over the high-ceilinged room. Other students craned their heads to look for a better view as Miss Hart threw her own back, her backcombed blonde hair cascading back behind her with a toss of her neck.

?Now,? Miss Hart continued, addressing Ian, as Gemma finally withdrew her head, her tongue roving as far around her lips and cheeks as possible to catch hold of the sperm still there, ?I want you to plunge that hot cock in my ass.?

Ian was only too happy to, and got behind Miss Hart, who posed, leaning forwards, her legs splayed apart and her hands on her knees. Spanking her gorgeous asscheeks with his tool, Ian drew ecstatic cries from the horny blonde, and then he placed the trunk of his cock against her back to demonstrate to the class what their teacher was dealing with. The comparison prompted an astonished, communal gasp from the girls. With both of his balls resting on her buttocks, it was clear that the fat, fourteen-inch monstercock extended past her glutes, past the black tattoo embossed on the small of her back, all the way up the shallow groove of muscles on the middle of her back, and the heavy head actually came to rest between her shoulderblades. Based on this trajectory it was going to end of somewhere between her lungs when inserted.

Hyperbole aside, Ian felt relatively confident that he could touch Miss Hart in places she had never felt before, and pulled his shaft back, easing the blunt hammerhead against her sperm-soaked sphincter before pressing it in. The puckered muscle welcomed his dismorphic cocked with gusto, the tight ring swallowing both it and the first few inches of his steel-hard shaft. Ian kept pressing and worked his throbbing cock into her willing anal passage, penetrating the outrageous blonde teacher in front of the whole class with his mammoth tool. Before long he was actually slamming her, and she was shrieking. Ian took hold of her arms, pulled them behind her and supported her that way as he drilled her hot rectum with powerful thrusts. Retracting his heavy member and seeing it emerge from her enormously filled cinammon ring was heavenly; driving it back in and impaling the blonde, self-confessed slut, feeling her tight muscles cleave to his giant length, was sublime.

?I have anal orgasms,? confessed Miss Hart through chattering teeth, burbling and shrieking, ?and you?ve just given me more than I?ve ever had in my life.?

Ian was glad of the information, and was coincidentally about to announce that he was going to cum himself.