How to make an entrance

The whole situation felt slightly paradoxical to Kathy when she and Sonya stepped out of the dormitory and began following the pathway which led to the main school building. Here she was, walking down a pathway in the middle of a serene pastoral landscape, moving from one impressive old brick building to another, on a clear autumn day. It would have been like a scene from one of those costume-drama movies which the British had pumped out during the eighties and early nineties, if not for the fact that her outfit was much sluttier to begin with, and had been made even more scandalous by the fact that neither her skirt nor her blouse were in a state to carry out was what arguably their purpose of providing the most intimate areas of her body with some skimpy modicum of modesty.

Nor was the scene made any more fit for people with delicate sensibilities in regards to sex and modesty to watch by the presence of Sonya, whose skirt did actually provide her pussy and at least the upper half of her ass with some form of cover, but whose blouse was left wide-open for her tits to thrust out from in a manner which showed off their incredible firmness and splendiferous size.

And if the ghost of Oliver Cromwell had happened to lay his eyes upon the two buxom teenagers, he probably wouldn’t have nodded his head approvingly at the sight of the double-ended dildo which Sonya carried in her free hand, every so often tapping its bulbous tip against the outside of her right thigh.

Neither girl said anything during their short walk, both of them being conscious of the fact that they had yet to engage in a conversation which didn’t end up with them bringing each other to frantic and noisy orgasms. And while that was undeniably a very good thing, Kathy couldn’t think anyone ever which she had felt more at home with than Sonya, it did serve as a bit of a bother now that they were becoming quite pressed for time if they wanted to show up before class was over.

Trusting Sonya to lead the way, Kathy was quite surprised a little while later when the two of them had ended up outside a door with the sign “Staffroom” on it.

Glancing at Sonya in the hopes that she would tell her what was going on; Kathy could see that her new friend looked not a little nervous as she looked up and down the length of the corridor.

“Wait here,” Sonya’s voice was almost a whisper, and Kathy remained still as Sonya gently pushed the door open and peeked inside the staffroom.
“It’s empty,” Sonya concluded, “follow me.”

Wondering what was going on, Kathy nonetheless took Sonya’s hand and followed her into the staffroom, which was like any other staffroom in certain respects and like no others in certain other respects.

Furnished with comfortable and slightly worn sofas and chairs and with a few tables placed out here and there inside it, the staffroom had a kitchen section and a few windows which overlooked the school grounds. None of that mattered at all to Kathy though, as her attention was now turned solely to the board on the wall which Sonya was leading her up to.

Shaped like a Mayan pyramid turned onto its head, the board consisted of a number of profile-shots of erect cocks, which seemed to get longer the further up the board that Kathy looked, with a number next to each picture to tell her exactly how many inches that each member stretched across, which in turn had a sign next to it with the teacher’s name on it.

“I thought that you might want to see this,” Sonya told Kathy, “it’s the staff board, which ranks the male teachers’ cocks after how long they are.”

Speechless, Kathy could only nod her head in recognition of what Sonya was saying. She certainly hadn’t seen anything like that board before.

“The class that we’re running late to is History, with Mr. White,” Sonya went on to tell Kathy, “read the board from the bottom and let me know when you spot him.”

Doing as Sonya told her, Kathy noticed that the least well-hung male member of the faculty still had a ten-inch schlong, and that really did seem like it was more than adequate.

Feeling her jaw drop as her gaze travelled up the board, Kathy’s pussy was foaming from her excitement as each new cock which she got to was bigger than the previous one.

“Oh fuck…” Kathy groaned as she got to the top of the board and ogled the pictured dick, noticing that the signs next to it read “15” and “Mr. White”.

“You’ve found him?” Sonya asked, and smiled at how Kathy just nodded her head while one of her hands was caressing her moist quim.

“Uh-huh,” Kathy bit her lip as she stared at the image of Mr. White’s penis, her imagination running wild as she tried to imagine what it would feel like to have that thing inside her, and her wetness leaking into her hand as she struggled to wrap her head around the fact that she would get to find out what it felt like to have it inside her.

“And now you want to see it for real?” Sonya was grinning devilishly again as her lips moved just a few millimetres away from Kathy’s left ear.

“Uh-huh,” Kathy said again, feeling Sonya’s fingers push aside her own to play with her gleaming cunt.

“Then let’s go,” Sonya moved her hand back into Kathy’s and then led her out of the staffroom, the two of them escaping it undetected.

Feeling lightheaded from the immense anticipation of getting to meet Mr. White in the flesh, Kathy trailed after Sonya as they made their way to the classroom.

Again, the two curvaceous beauties stopped outside of a door, but this time they followed the plan which Sonya had laid out earlier, with Kathy backing up against the wall and spreading her legs wide before Sonya thrust Amanda’s dildo into her pussy.

Using the bottom one of the two joined dildoes like she would the handle of a sword, Sonya made sure to pump her wrist in and out of Kathy’s twat a few times before asking her “Ready?”

“Uh-huh…” Kathy groaned again, licking her lips and bucking her crotch towards Sonya’s wrist.

With an impish grin on her lips, Sonya slung the door to the classroom open and then quickly moved Kathy up against it, the foxy brunette pressing her back against the door as she stood with her legs bent and spread wide, moaning as loudly and as dirtily as she could in response to the dildo being plunged into her drenched pussy, with both of them acting as though the weren’t aware of the fact that everyone inside the classroom could see and hear them.

Finally, Sonya stopped fucking Kathy with the dildo and stepped over the threshold and greeting the male teacher with a husky “Good morning Mr. White.”

Cocking her head to look at the man standing by the teacher’s desk, Kathy deduced from the size of the bulge at the front of his trousers that that just had to be Mr. White, and swirled the dildo out of her bald cunt as she moved towards.
Taking the dildo into her mouth, Kathy pumped it in and out of her mouth a few times with her eyes closed and then placed it on Mr. White’s desk.

Looking at her new teacher’s face, Kathy was surprised to find that Mr. White looked more satisfied than outright shocked, and surmised that something more would be needed if she really wanted to render him speechless.

“You must be the new girl,” Mr. White said, eyeing Kathy from head to toe, obviously enjoying her appearance, “take a seat.”

Kathy did as her teacher told her to do, despite her eagerness to get his pants down and his cock out, and sat down next to Sonya, thoroughly enjoying the way in which every person in the room was ogling her.