The third appointment, Miss Hudson

There was no avoiding it, Jason was staring down the barrel of fate as he closed the distance with his terrible English teacher.

"There you are Jason, and you are?" Miss Hudson addressed Jason first before turning to Stacy.

"Please, just call me Stacy." She was pleased for the first time tonight, people weren't calling her 'Mrs Anderson'. "What subject was this? English was it? Shall we get started?"

"Oh yes" Hudson replied with a self satisfactory grin. "I've got a lot to tell you about our man Jason here" Miss Hudson was being polite and professional but there was no missing the hint of sadism in her undertone.

"Oh really?" Stacy's eyes went wide with interest and the whiff of juicy problems. "Well, I'm all ears"

Jason could tell Stacy was chomping at the bit to get dirt on him. So far, the night had been a tame affair for her with nothing other than normal good grades but at the first sign that she might have something over Jason to tell his father she had no shame in showing her enthusiasm to hear it. It was all going exactly like Jason predicted. He felt the situation slip out of his control, if he didn't do something right now it wouldn't matter if he had the earring or not. He decided to buy some time by leaning into Miss Hudson, trying to kiss her.

"Not today Mr Anderson" she insisted, pushing him back. "You've got better things to do than kiss me, take a seat."

Jason's panic multiplied drastically, she even resisted a kiss from him even though it was 'normal' that he gets to kiss whoever he wants. His plan of trying to kiss both women in turn and take them out of action with the mouth trick got shot down in flames. He was out of options, as much as he didn't want to fuck with the space time continuum any further, he had use more 'Normalcy's'.

"Wait!" Jason shouted at Miss Hudson as she moved to take her seat, making her pause and look at him. "You shouldn't be having this meeting because..." His mind whirled around thinking of something, anything.

"Because 'WHAT' Mr Anderson" Hudson prompted him, loosing her patience.

"Because normally you get more and more perverted and lewd at these meetings" Jason cursed his one track mind, wishing he could have come up with something else other than sexy wish fulfilment.

"Oh gosh!" Miss Hudson exclaimed. "Your right! What was I thinking!" She said flustered as she sprang out her chair like it was about to bite her butt. "This appointment can't happen!" She added.

Jason looked like a puppy hearing its master rattle a treat bag.

"Oh that's a shame..." Stacy said with genuine disappointment. "It actually sounded like you had some things to say about Jason"

"Oh I do" Hudson shot Jason an evil glare. "Say... why don't I get your contact details, I'm sure I can tell you over the phone or something.

"Yes!" Stacy cheerfully agreed.

"No!" Jason barked. Both women looked at him confused as they waited for an explanation.

"Well you see" Jason began. "There is no point in following up with this, as normally Miss Hudson has the meeting whether she wants to or not, she can't stop herself." Jason opted to rip this band aid off now rather than have it linger over him. "You might as well have the appointment now instead of going to all that trouble."

Miss Hudson turned a little pale as the thought of what was about to happen dawned on her.

"I... I... really think-" Miss Hudson began before the exact time of the appointment clicked over, to the second. She snapped her mouth shut and sat down on her chair instantly, neatly collecting her papers. Like a fairground clockwork marionette that someone had deposited a coin in, she began her little rehearsed monologue. "Jason has been a student of mine for a year now..."

Jason was dumbfounded by the performance in front of him, watching one of his teachers change their behaviour like a switch had been flicked. Some outside **** compelling her to act, it frightened him a little and reminded him that these earrings were powerful and not to to be trifled with. Stacy moved first, being without an earring she experienced the spectacle as though it were normal.

"Quick" Stacy snapped as she grabbed Jason by the shoulders and pushed him forcefully down onto the chair. "She's starting I don't want to miss this." Stacy threw her bag onto the chair she usually sat in and then fell onto Jason's lap, making him jump. In all his panic Jason had completely forgot that Stacy was supposed to be sitting on top of him, but it did remind him that her had her do it for a very special reason. Stacy was leaning forward enraptured by the beginnings of what Jason would assume is the first on a very long list of criticisms of his work or character.

"No you don't" Jason cried as as quickly has his muscles could move his arm, he shot out his hand, thumb extended and jammed it into Stacy's mouth. Her expression, one of intense concentration quickly turned into the mindless sucker that Jason had her flipping to all night. Jason leaned to the side and got a good look at Miss Hudson as she continued on. Her eyes were darting between Stacy's mouth, his hand and Jason, her gaze clearly showing some anger and resentment at his actions but she made no comment on it, **** as she was to continue with her presentation and nothing else.

"What do you think of this then Miss Hudson" Jason wiggled his hand causing Stacy head to shake a little with it. "You go so much to say and it's all going to land on deaf ears!"

Miss Hudson's reaction stunned Jason, she paused mid sentence. Her tongue came out her mouth, traced along her lips in a large slow circle before she gave him a big audible "MWAH" kiss motion. As soon as she finished this flirty display, a brief look of shame and embarrassment crossed her face, yet she soldiered back on, right where she left off with her rehearsed Jason ****. Jason had forgotten that he made her slowly turn into a pervert during her meetings, one that ramps up if he remembered rightly. He just meant it as a way to get her to not have the meeting but as she is going to have it anyway Jason had to admit he was going to enjoy the show. As it was a normalcy he figured, anything she does, people around him won't think it out of the ordinary. He nodded as a smile crossed his face, not a bad result for something off the cuff.

Jason felt like he was regaining a little bit more control over the situation but soon his racing teenage mind found it hard to focus on his plan, not that he had one, he was making it up as he goes along at this point. Between Stacy's sucking, her tight butt on his lap and the anticipation of thinking of all the things his teacher was about to perform for him, Jason got hard. His penis started to push at his pants and into Stacy's skirted arse, which only made him even harder. He groaned in frustration at his inability to get to his dick, Stacy full blocking his access with her limp hot body. He looked around, no one was looking in his direction, the way the table mostly coved him and Stacy made him start to form a different plan. One to finally fuck Stacy and get rid of his blue balls he had since he made his Principal soil herself on stage.

With his spare hand he attempted to push Stacy forward so he could fish his solid cock from his pants, struggling and grunting as he managed to accomplish the task, holding Stacy out the way with his thumb, her face contorted around his digit leaning forward to get a good suck. His dick sprang free with a few playful bounces, stroking it a few times he sighed in relief at the sensation but yet, he felt ****. With Stacy leaning forward, all it would take is for one person to glance across and see Jason jerking off. Jason moved on with his plan, his hand reluctantly let go of his rock hard member and hooked it's self under Stacy's skirt pulling it up to show him her tight little anus. He eased her back, using his thumb like a carrot on a stick, gentle lining up her pussy with his throbbing dick. She eased onto him slowly, her weight impaling herself and he couldn't help but buck a little into her tight hot insides. As he brushed down her skirt so that it would hide their coupling he had to muse that he had wanted to fuck Stacy for a long time and now he was finally getting to do it, right in front of Miss Hudson as well. For her part, she had been keeping a close eye on Jason and was under no illusion what was going on on the opposite side of the table but as she couldn't deviate from her current programmed teacher's lecture she could only stare daggers, directly at Jason. He stared at her right back, grinding his meat into Stacy with slow deliberate thrusts which made Stacy rise and fall like she was bobbing up and down on ocean waves.

"I know that, hhumm look" Jason said to his clearly irate, controlled teacher, as he grinded into Stacy. " You can't wait for this meeting to be over so you can put me in all sorts of hell." Miss Hudson grabbed her breasts and twiddled her nipples through her blouse, monotonously going over his substandard Shakespeare write up. She also nodded slowly, somehow communicating her real intentions through two different overlapping controlled behaviours.

"Well, that's -uuhhh- that's not going to happen," Jason Grinned ear to her, pushing into Stacy a little diaper. "You see, normally, uhhm, you orgasm and pass out at the end of -uuhhmm- the appointments forgetting all that happened in them -ummh- when you wake up"

Miss Hudson's eyes faded a little. Whatever fight or plan she was coming up with to screw Jason just go dashed as she realised that she never would even get the chance to tell his chaperone that his school work was lousy, let alone that he **** her while doing that mouth thing he does to people. Her eyes were cast down, looking at her papers before she looked back up at Jason. She briefly stopped her speech to lick slowly and seductively up her finger, she shook her tits a little before settling back down dejectedly and continued where she left off.

Jason was ecstatic, this was it he felt, he was getting everything he wanted and more. Miss Hudson wasn't his problem any more, like a great weight has be lifted from his shoulders he leaned back and enjoyed Stacy's hot, now very wet, insides. A much better weight to have on him he had to admit. His head lulled to the side as he made out a figure standing next to him, his eyes shifted into focus slowly to see it was one of his fellow students. Prisha Grover, a slim girl of Indian decent with long black hair in a braid and tick glasses. She fit the stereotype of a total swat and had a reputation for telling the teachers everything. She had a very disparaging look on her face as she watch Stacy suck on Jason's thumb, Jason assumed that she was probably just passing and couldn't miss the noises Stacy was making. From her angle she wouldn't be able to see that her was fucking his substitute parent. After all it was normal that she sat on his lap in a very sensual way, only the thumb sucking thing was something that most passers by might think is inappropriate for the time and setting.

"What do you want?" Jason barked at her, he felt no need to be polite or apologetic in his situation, he figured that however much Prisha looked down on his antics, it was non of her business. "Oh fuck off already" He added before turning to listen in to whatever chapter Miss Hudson's had got to in her 'Jason is terrible' Novel. At least she was showing more cleavage Jason though as her blouse had loosed a few more buttons, showing a canyon of flesh which she squeezed together in an alluring manner.

"Hmmp" Prisha stormed off in a huff. Jason paid her no mind, maybe if he wasn't in the throws of ecstasy he might have handled that better, but for now the only thought he gave to Prisha is that one day he'll get to look at her cute little putang, with the earrings on his side, he was sure he would find a way.

He tuned back into Miss Hudson briefly, caught two words of "terrible" and "lazy" before he tuned out again. Focusing on the bliss he was receiving from Stacy's pussy, clamping tightly around his shaft. Miss Hudson swivelled in her chair, tuning her back to Jason as she climbed up onto her knees, holding the back for balance. She slowly bent forwards, giving Jason a delightful display of her round ass. Her hand coming around to caress it before inching her skirt up. As the two pale globes of her backside came into view, revealed by her betraying hands, lifting her stuffy boring skirt up to her waist, Jason grinned in appreciation. He found the view the perfect accompany to his current sensations. Miss Hudson wiggled her rump at him, then brought her hand up and sharply whipped it back down with a crack. The noise made a few people turn their heads, only to give a sympathetic look her way before turning back and carrying on with their own respective meetings. The large red mark leaving a obvious hand print, soon to be followed by a neighbouring hand print on her other cheek as she followed through and spanked herself a second time.

Jason could feel himself about to climax, he upped his pace slightly, eyes closing, he tried to burn the image of his strict bitch of a teacher humiliating herself in front of him into his mind's eye.

"STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!" A sharp and hard voice from Jason's left brought him back to reality incredibly quickly. His mind raced. The facts of his surroundings flowed into his consciousness too fast for him to process; Fucking, public, Prisha, caught, Principal Castle. He pieced the details together, snapping his head up to his authority figure right beside him.

"Well?!" Mr Castle barked at him. "Earth to Jason Anderson!" She added taking note of Jason's stunned expression. "Miss Hudson here is doing her best with her condition..." She gestured to the perverted teacher, now slouched back in he chair, shoes up on the edge of the table, her hand rubbing her crotch as she desperately tried to continue on with the meeting. "...the LEAST you could do is let your parent hear her!" Mrs Castle pointed to Jason's hand, still being suckled by Stacy. Jason's mind raced, she hadn't noticed that he was fucking Stacy, so fixated on telling him off for messing with the meeting via the hand thing.

"Honestly Jason!" Mrs castle continued "Prisha here has her own meetings to attend, she can't be chasing me down to scold you, so if you would please, remove your hand."

Jason's saw Prisha standing beside the angry woman, almost clinging to her side as she looked down her nose at Jason. Her sense of self importance radiating off her as Mrs Castle laid down the law. Jason knew he had to act quickly, he couldn't remove his hand from Stacy, Miss Hudson was still mid flow tearing into him, Stacy need to miss all of that. First off, he figured Prisha had to be dealt with, in a moment of annoyance Jason spoke up at her.

"Should have known, you'd tell on me Prisha, normally you get so horny you have to masturbate when telling on others!" Jason threw at her.

Prisha squeaked a little and bent forward. Her knees pressing together as her neat black school shoes twisted on the varnished floor. Her hands going to her crotch, pushing her skirt inwards into her rapidly heating nether regions.

"Miss..." She turned to Mrs Castle, her face now etched with worry and a little of something else. "I... I... Really need to..." She trailed off.

"Yes yes." Mrs Castle said in an understanding tone towards Prisha. "Use the ladies if you must, but be discreet." She added.

"T-thank you!" She squealed, turning and fleeing toward the exit of the main hall, hands starting to rub her crotch more furiously as she went. Jason watched her scurry away, part of him pleased it worked just like he thought it would, he got rid of her, but more of him was scared that he just used another Normalicy to alter someone for the rest of their life. He regretted using it in panic, he turned his gaze to his Principal, hopefully she won't need another Normalicy to deal with he thought to himself.

"As for you Jason, if you do not remove you hand from your parent this instant you will be in detention for the rest of the month!" Mrs Castle admonished him moving closer, almost standing right beside him, Jason knew she was only a few seconds from discovering his antics went way beyond a little mouth play.

Jason knew he only had one shot, he thanked his lucky stars that Mrs Castle was on his left side, the side with his free arm. He reached up towards his angry Principal's face, but she was tall. His finger tips only brushing her chin, her angry gaze taking no note of his futile attempt to get to her mouth.

"I'm waiting Jason!" She added, quite loudly making him involuntarily flinch back from her. Her pushed with all his strength against Stacy on his lap, she was in shape but not light, he only gained a few more centre-meters. His fingertips brushed Mrs Castle's bottom lip, he made an attempt to hook her lip and pull it down, only to see it spring back up a few times, deigning him access. His view flicked across to Miss Hudson, her skirt pulled up high, as she rubbed the front of her panties. Her expression however was one of subdued triumph. She could see that Jason was now in trouble and was about to get what was coming to him, even if she passed out in a few minutes and forgot it all at least Mrs Castle would see to his downfall.

Jason gritted his teeth, he would not let her win, not when he was this close. With whatever strength he had left in him, he thrust into Stacy in one huge motion, pushing her forwards. While keeping Stacy hooked on his thumb he reached for all he was worth, his fingers slowly, ever so slowly inched into his Principals mouth, he felt smooth hard teeth which moved slightly to his efforts. Mrs Castle's eyes started to flutter as her brain bit by bit, neuron by neuron snuffed out.

"errr...mmmm.. deteeeeenshn" Mrs Castle slurred, her eyes rolling back, her mouth now going slack, giving Jason just the reach he needed to make it finally to his goal, his touch entered her mouth proper and prodded her tongue. Like she had been hit with a bolt of lightening her eyes swivelled round and locked on Jason's fingers, sucking greedily, her crossed arms falling slack to her sides. Jason wasted no time in hooking her jaw and pulling her down out of sight. Her knees buckled as she knelt down right beside him, hungrily sucking on the hand posted in her mouth, complaint with what ever **** Jason tugged her about with.

Jason's heart was beating a mile a minute, with everything he just went through and the effort to physically lift Stacy to get at his Principal he sat back with a deep sigh, causing Stacy to rock back with him sending glorious sensations from his dick. He took it all in, his enemy of a teacher was across from him, now masturbating openly as she get to some of the worst things she hated about his character. His Principal, Mrs Castle was siting next to him like a lap dog, mindlessly suckling on his limp hand he now offered her and Stacy, she was out of it too, unable to hear the poison Miss Hudson was dishing out, unable to even comprehend that she was being fucked by him even now as she sucked on his other hand. Jason got his rhythm back with with a few choice thrusts, the pressure in his balls building fast. It was almost too perfect he admitted to himself as he felt himself being pushed over the edge and bout to climax.

Panic gripped him again, a new problem only now just accruing to him, with all the power of the normality earring, they wouldn't do much to solve the cluster fuck of a problem if he got Stacy pregnant, but it was too late, he could feel it was way to late to stop. In a adrenaline fuelled rush he used the only thing he had to hand, his Principal. He pulled Stacy forward and off his dick, making her almost lie face down on the table, only looking up to suckle on Jason's supplied thumb. In a flash he pulled his hand away from Mrs Castle's pouting mouth, life ever so briefly came back to her eyes, only to vanish once again as Jason grabbed the back of her head and impaled it on his rock hard member. Her face warping back to concentrate on sucking him off and nothing else, her kneeling position attaching herself to Jason from the side, not caring about much of Stacy's juices which coated Jason's fuck stick, and now much of her face.

Jason moaned as he lent back, feeling the impromptu blowjob the Principal was now proving him. He could fell his edge coming back that was only so briefly lost as he pulled out of Stacy. Miss Hudson too seem to be climaxing, she appeared to be coming to the end of the meeting. Fluid now starting to squirt out across the table as she hammed her fingers into her pussy, her closing words mostly lost to guttural moans. Jason felt himself building as his legs straightened out, knocking into Stacy's by accident and tipping her off the balanced position Jason had pushed her into. Stacy slipped backwards just as Jason came with a stiffened moan he tried to silence with his free hand. In his pleasure he was unable to catch Stacy as she fell back and sat on the ravenous Principals head. A choked gagging sound could be head from under Stacy's butt as her weight **** Jason's dick deep into the older woman's throat. Jason was helpless to do anything as he deep-throated Mrs Castle, shooting what seemed like tons of sticky hot jizz down her throat. Mrs Castle tried her best to keep on sucking as it was all she could do but all that she managed was to spasm helplessly as her throat filled up with Jason's cum. Miss Hudson has given up or finished her meeting, receiving a powerful orgasm of her own, shrieking loudly she slumped forward onto her soiled paper work, **** and out of action.

Jason saw stars, he just received the greatest orgasm of his life so far and probably forever. He could feel the pinned teacher on his dick, twitching under Stacy, even now trying to suck on his deflating love mast. He could see Miss Hudson across the table from him, out for the count, half naked, very wet. He had no idea when she would come round but he wanted to be gone when she did. He took in the mangled mess of bodies on top of him, he realised he needed to do this in a very specific order. First he pushed Stacy forward and pulled Mrs Castle off his dick, being careful to replace it with his other hand. Getting a look at her he could see she was a total mess. Deep-throating that hard had caused her eyes to water up and her make up was ruined, on top of that, Stacy was still very much turned on from their fuck fest and her juices had added to the cocktail of other fluids adorning Mrs Castle's head, mostly coating her hair in a vile sheen. In a quick motion Jason gave his Principal a solid shove to her face, causing her to roll backward onto her butt out into the main walkway between the tables.

"Wa..huh?" Mrs Castle exclaimed as her senses came too.

Jason quickly pulled up his pants and pulled Stacy back finally removing his thumb from her mouth.

"W-What the?" Stacy asked, the first thing she saw was the passed out Miss Hudson in front of her. "I.. what? Dammit! No!" Stacy added as she leaned forward and tried to shake Miss Hudson awake to no avail.

Mrs Castle pulled herself to her feet, wobbled about a bit before she fixed her eyes on Jason.

"I.." she hesitated trying to recall where she was "Yes, Jason... please keep your hands to yourself from now on..ahem" Mr Castle's voice was croaky and sounded saw, she rubbed her chest and winced. She put a hand to her temple trying to make sense of her lost time, only to be more confused by the grime she discovered coating most of her head.

"What in the world!" She muttered to herself.

"Miss!" Prisha had returned at some point, her neatly kept hair now sporting a much more messy style, long black strands draping her face. "Jason! He used the mouth thing on you! I saw it! aaaaah" Prisha once again couldn't help herself as she tried to land Jason in the shit and once again as she doubled over slightly, her hands clutching her chest, her fingers finding her little brown nipples under her blouse.

"Nonsense!" Mrs Castle bellowed a little hoarsely. "Stop making up stor-UURRG" Mrs Castle stopped her sentence immediately as she wretched. Her hand came to cover her mouth, she convulsed and heaved, with nowhere to go, cum shot out her nose and across her hand. "Oh god!" She cried.

"See! See! I told you he's been,, uuuhh he's been..." Prisha tried to finished her accusation but her body couldn't take it any more. Her hands flying to her skirt and hiking down her white cotton panties.

Mrs Castle's olive skin turned a shade of pink as she angrily grasped Prisha by the shoulder with one hand while still covering her mouth with there other. Marching her off, the girl struggled to keep pace with her underwear around her ankles and roving untamed hands.

Jason motioned for Stacy to stand up and let him leave, her own concerns quickly leaving the **** teacher in front of her and how she should not flash anyone with her bare pussy, which now felt suspiciously wet for some reason.

Suddenly, Miss Hudson stirred to life, slowly and gingerly picking herself off the table in front of them. Jason's eyes went wide in panic, he had to move fast.

"Well thank you for that more than interesting meeting Miss Hudson, you sure gave us much to think about." he snapped.

"I did?" Miss Hudson asked questioningly as she sheepishly pulled her blouse closed and sat back in her chair.

"She did?" Stacy added to the general confusion.

"Yeah" said Jason, "We get all the details, don't tell me you weren't paying attention"

"No no..." Stacy corrected to save face. "I got it all... but if you could sum it up in a quick sentence Miss Hudson.."

"hmmm." Miss Hudson finally got her bearings back. " I well, yes... in a word-" She sat up straight and looked forward. "Alex has been my student for a year now and while he isn't the brightest student I have but I believe he does work with what he's got" Miss Hudson abruptly changed pace mid sentence.

"Alex?" Stacy asked "Who the hell is Alex?"

"Oh s'cuse me..." a small grey haired woman pushed past Stacy to sit at the table and try to catch up with Miss Hudson's monologue. "Sorry I'm a bit late, I'm sure he'll be along in a minute, oh she's really going off isn't she?" the woman commented on Miss Hudson's unwavering commentary.

"Oh well, next appointment has started, unless you want to see her spay her juices all over the place again, lets move on shall we?" Jason explained

"Hmm, yes..." Stacy agreed turning her back on the table and moving on. Her features quickly turning to confusion as she felt 'wetness' spread between her legs as she walked. "What is next anyway?"

"Hahaha!" Jason laughed. "We are pretty much done. Done. I mean there are a few more subjects to fly through but from here on out... well yeah" Jason muttered to himself.

They both walked out into the crowd to finish the night off.